Banotar the Bottom

 Banotar left the palace in the middle of night. He rarely left during the day. At almost seven feet tall and almost just as wide he was too intimidating in full daylight. He didn't like to watch people scurry and flee from him as he approached. Of course that kind of reaction did have its advantages, especially when the streets were crowded.

 He lumbered down the darkened street heading away from the palace, to the city gates. He enjoyed these weekly excursions from the palace. He didn't like being cooped up in day in and day out. He still wasn't used to it after three years of living here. In his homeland there were no such things as palaces.

City life was too confining for his likes. The open outdoors is where he belonged, but unfortunately society did not agree and so he was imprisoned in the Grand Sorcerer's palace.

 Most of the people he encountered and met thought of him as a giant but in all actuality he was nothing but a runt. These humans had never seen a real giant. It was true, he was big, bigger than anyone they had ever come across, but he knew what he was – even if they didn't.

 He was born a giant, but he only grew into a runt and in his homeland runts were scorned. In a land of giants runts were nothing more than lepers. If he had stayed he would have eventually been murdered, and no one would have cared. His parents would have been relived for their burden would have been lifted and more importantly their shame. He would never have been allowed to marry even if he wanted to. Of course no woman would have chosen him anyhow for they would have been too afraid of carrying his child.

 So he left his homeland, the land of the giants, beyond the northern reaches, beyond the silver valley to come south. South to the land of the lesser races where he would be accepted, and respected. Instead what he found was far different than he had envisioned. He was feared and what the lesser races feared they usually hated as well. The dwarves feared his kind the most and hated his kind the most. The humans would accept him as long as they got something out of it. While the elves were indifferent but he would never been allowed to stay with them for very long. So in the end he became an outcast with no where to call home.

After wondering for many months he finally found his calling. He was recruited to become a mercenary, a job that he didn't enjoy, but perhaps the only job in which he could command respect. However, mercenaries he soon found out, didn't seem to live very long especially the ones that set themselves apart from the rest, the ones who took charge and held positions of authority. He was one of those and perhaps the most feared of them all. Once he uncovered the various plots to assassinate him, he knew it was time to flee yet again.

That is when the Grand Sorcerer found him and offered him a home to call his own. He eagerly grabbed the opportunity and ever since had been one of the Grand Sorcerer's most faithful servants. The Grand Sorcerer was also the one to introduce him to a new passion – getting fucked. The Grand Sorcerer was the one to take his manhole virginity from him and he was a different person ever since. Even the Grand Sorcerer was surprised at his reaction to getting fucked.

 Before that time he hadn't had sex very often, for most woman were terrified at the thought of him fucking them. Even though he was a runt his manhood still terrified most humans. He knew his cock was fat and thick and long. Only a select few had ever been able to handle his cock. 

But it had been a long time since anyone needed to because after he discovered how thrilling getting fucked was he hadn't had a problem finding someone to have sex with since.

He reached the city gates and motioned for them to be lifted. The guards knew who he was. There wasn't anyone else as big as him in the city. So they quickly complied The gates lifted revealing the dark forest beyond the city. He nodded the gate guards as he passed but they stayed as still and silent as ghosts.

Once he passed through the gates he felt a wave of tremendous relief. He headed towards the forest beyond and thankfully the moon lit his way. He shed his cloak and draped it over his arm as he continued to walk. He quickened his pace now for his excitement level begun to grow with each step. Finally he reached the forest and stepped into it. He forced himself to slow down now because the moon didn't light his path quite as well inside of the forest.

His destination was not far, not far at all now. With that last thought he stepped into a open space a round clearing. There they were, five of them in all. Each of them stood with their hand folded behind their backs. Each of them wore dark cloaks and dark hoods. They blended into the shadows of the night almost perfectly. They did not speak and he did not speak to them. He slowly entered the circle and when he reached the middle he stripped his clothes off and fell to all fours.

 The first hooded man approached from behind. He untied his cloak and opened the front of it allowing his raging hard-on to pop out. Banotar rocked back and forth waiting for the moment when number 1 pierced his hole. He felt the head of it and then it was inside of him just like that. Banotar threw his head back and howled at the moon. His cock may be big, but his ass was as tight as virgin Dwarf's pussy. Number 1 did not waste anytime to get right into it. He started off swiftly and did not slow down. The other hooded ones just watched in silence. Banotar rocked back and forth, back and forth, as number 1 pounded his ass. It didn't last long though, soon enough he pulled his cock out of Banotar's ass.

 Number 2 approached, untying his robe and allowing his dick to pop out. This one didn't waste anytime either getting started. He plunged his cock into Banotar's deep ass. This one fucked without rhythm though, using short quick jerks and then long slow movements. Banotar could
tell this was his first time fucking a man. Banotar let out long groans and loud moans as he was being fucked. Number 2 was now standing on his toes fucking Banotar with his head thrown back but still covered. Number 2 abruptly stopped and rapidly withdrew his cock, bending over and sucking in a deep breath of air.

 Number 3 approached and like the other two untied his robe allowing his penis to pop out. Banotar was hot now, extremely hot with lust. He wanted another cock in side of him and he wanted it now. "Fuck me," he commanded Number 3 and so he did. This one had a much bigger cock though as he could feel as it slid in. He had to loosen his ass some to allow the monster fully get in. Banotar bit on his lower lip and buried his face in his hands as the third hooded one fucked him relentlessly. This one was ruthless as he pounded away. He kept pushing himself into Banotar to make sure his cock went as deep as it could. Banotar couldn't help but yell yes, yes several times as Number 3 hammered his glory hole. Finally, the Number 3 went in for the kill and pushed himself all the way even arching his back to do so. He held that pose for several minutes and then ever so slowly pulled his cock out a half an inch at a time until it was fully out.

 Number 4 quickly approached as Number 3 backed away. This one didn't waste anytime at all untying and before Banotar knew it Number 4's manhood was entering him. This one, however, fucked him like a snail, slowly pushing his cock all the way in and then withdrawing it almost all the way out so just the tip of the head was still inside, and then repeating the process. Amazingly, Number 4 didn't last long at all before he had to take his cock out of Banotar's man pussy.

 The fifth and final one approached Banotar waiting till he almost touched Banotar's ass until he untied his robe and allowed his elongated manhood to pop out. Rather than waiting to get fucked on all fours Banotar flipped over on his back and threw legs into the air inviting Number 5 to a different position. Number 5 entered Banotar's pulsating man hole with ease, for by this time his ass was thoroughly loosened up. He eagerly accepted the cock. He tightened his muscles around it until he felt Number 5 shudder and let out a sigh of ecstasy.

 He knelt over Banotar and pounded away at his hot ass. Banotar squirmed with pleasure underneath Number 5 while one arching his back and murmuring unintelligible words of gratification.

The other four knelt two to each side of him. Each of them stroked their rigid cocks slowly and silently.

 "Cum on me, I want you all to cum all over me. I want to feel your hot cum dripping and spreading all over my body," he excitedly commanded.

 Number 5 picked up his pace and steadily fucked him faster and faster. He quickly began to hear Number 5's breathing grow ragged. His crotch area by this time was drenched in man sweat from himself and the five other men. His own cock was ready to blow but he restrained himself waiting for the others first.

 Number 5's moans grew in intensity until his oh's and ah's almost grew into screams and then it happened. He pulled his cock so abruptly out of Banotar's ass that it jolted him. He didn't even have to jerk himself off the rest of the way before he started cumming all over Banotar's hot, wet hole and his sweat drenched balls. He could feel drops of cum dripping off of his balls and sliding down his ass crack.

He grabbed his cock and started jerking it while he waited for the other four to explode. Number 2 was the first to blow, the first shot flew across him splattering all over Number 3's stomach and pubic hair. The next two shots fell onto Banotar's stomach. Number 1 was the next to blow. He pointed his cock towards Banotar's face as he came. The first shot landed in his hair, on his lips and chin. The next shot fell onto his neck and slid down.

Banotar was still licking his lips as Number 4 started to cum. This one arched his back and his free hand kept him from falling backwards. His cock pointed straight up into the air and so when he came it looked like a volcano erupting.

Number 5 dropped to the ground and started licking his cum from Banotar's balls. He then stuck two fingers inside of Banotar's still hot-n-hungry hole. Finally Number 3 started moaning much louder than before while clenching his teeth together. Number 2 leaned over Banotar's body with his mouth wide open waiting for the load. He didn't have to wait long because a few seconds later Number 3 started spewing. Much of it the Number 2 gobbled up, while the rest spilled onto Banotar's stomach. It wasn't enough for him though and his head fell to the stomach and he swirled his tongue around and around the sperm drenched stomach. The other two hooded ones were pinching Banotar's nipples and rubbing man juice into his chest and sides.

  Banotar continued to furiously stroke his monster cock while fingers were stuck in his ass, cum was being licked from his body and his nipples were being played with. His cock was pulsating with hot desire ready to burst, ready to explode. His whole body tightened up as he readied himself.

Number 5 was now jamming all five fingers into Banotar's ass, screaming, "cum, cum." Banotar felt the pressure start to build at the base of his cock, he arched his back, and his toes curled up. The pressure inched up his shaft until it reached the head and then the piss slit. By now Banotar was no longer using straight up and down motions to whack his dick, for he was so close, he could barely control his hand enough to jerk off. He was too close for that now, all he wanted to do was let it out, let it all out. He wanted to cum. He jerked left and right and every fourth or fifth time it would go up and down. Like a word on the tip of a tongue his load was on the tip of his cock. So close, oh so, so, so close. The hooded ones were now chanting, "cum, cum, cum."

Banotar let out one last piercing moan and then it began to surge out. He came, like a blazing comet through the sky. It gushed forth, splattering over everyone including his own face. He continued to jerk himself off, his hand finally steadying, until every last dropped was brought forth out of him. His head fell back to the ground and he let out a huge sigh of relief. The hooded ones immediately stood up and backed away tying their robes back together. Number 1 said until next time and then the five of them vanished into the night.

"Enjoy yourself Banotar," a voice from the shadows called out. Banotar knew that voice all to well.

"Oh yes Reishi, it gets better each time, if I do say so myself," Banotar replied. He grabbed his coin sack and tossed it toward the shadow. Reishi owned the largest brothel in the city and had been setting up these play dates for Banotar since the beginning.

Reishi stepped out of the shadows and into the clearing where the moonlight highlighted his tall angular body. He picked up the coin sack and asked "Next week?"

"Of course," Banotar answered and smiled when he saw the huge bulge in Reishi's trousers. "Looks like tonight was good for you as well Reishi, you're looking quite excited over there."

"Think you can handle one more cock tonight," Reishi asked?

"Of course...come fuck my man pussy," Banotar said while flipping over on his stomach.

Reishi apparently didn't need to be told twice. He pulled off his trousers and slid out of his tunic . Seconds later his smooth ripped body was on top of Banotar shoving his nine-inch rock hard cock in to the giant's hungry ass canal.

"Oh yeah take my ass Reishi, fucking take it."

And Reishi did. He fucked and fucked and fucked. In and out, in and out, in and out. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Reishi had basically grown up in a whore house and if there's one thing he knew how to do – it was fuck. He preferred women, but every now and then he enjoyed fucking a hot man's hole. Before long Reishi was on the verge of cumming.

"You want my load," he whispered.

"YES," Banotar howled while he tightened his ass muscles around Reishi's cock. "Shoot it inside me."

Reishi wasn't expecting the suddenly tight ass and it sent him over the edge.

"FUCK," he moaned as he started to fill Banotar's bottom up with his cream. He continued to thrust until Banotar had milked every last drop. The fuck may not have lasted long, but he was still drenched in sweat with his brown shaggy hair sticking to his face by the time he had finished.

Reishi collapsed on top of Banotar and said "I needed that. Thanks giant." Reishi hopped up, put his trousers back on, grabbed his tunic and bid Banotar farewell.

Banotar laid there, for must have been an hour, until he had the strength to get up and return to the confinement of the palace. By this time the cum had dried just about everywhere all over his body, in his hair, both his head and pubic, on his balls, stomach, chest and his face had dried cum streaks all over it. He didn't bother to clean up. He just tied his cloak tightly around him and started the journey home.

Teaching Juipil

  Juipil followed the guards through a maze of corridors, turning right and left so many times he had no idea where he was. If the guards chose to abandon him at this point he would surely die from starvation for he knew he would never be able to find his way out of this puzzle. His legs were quickly growing weak, not from exhaustion but from nervousness. He had never been in the presence of such a powerful person before. His own father was nothing but a lowly lord, very minor indeed. So minor in fact he had only been invited to the king's palace twice and had been only allowed two guests to attend him. 

  Therefore, Juipil had never seen the king and queen nor even the great lords and ladies of the kingdom. He didn't count Abarj, his father's lord's representative, even though Abarj would like to think of himself as important. Abarj came at least once a year to collect taxes and make sure the lesser and minor lords were keeping in line with Lord Farien's laws and such. He knew why he was thinking of Abarj of all people at a time like this, for one, Abarj had sent him on this mission to the Grand Sorcerer. 

The other reason he did not like to admit to himself. Abarj was the only man he ever been with. Not willingly but yet not unwillingly either. No one had forced his hand, but he knew what was expected of him. Abarj was Lord Farien's personal representative, and to fall out of favor with him, would have certainly mean falling out of favor with Lord Farien, which would not reflect very well on himself. So in the end he did as he was expected to, enduring it year after year. He took some pleasure in the acts, but Abarj was only concerned with his own pleasure. He also knew what the Grand Sorcerer would expect and that is why he had been sent. 

  He still remembered that first terrifying experience with Abarj. He had been summoned to his room for unknown reasons. He did not want to go but his father told him that it was his duty. He still wondered if he knew the why of that summoning. So he followed his father's 
orders and went to the quarters of Abarj. Two guards took him there just like two guards were taking him to the Grand Sorcerer. Abarj wasn't an ugly man, but of course he did not have much experience at the time judging the beauty of men. He did have all of his hair even though it was partially gray. He was slender but not skinny and thankfully he smelled pleasant enough.

He remembered walking into the room and guards immediately leaving. There was Abarj standing in front of a stand mirror looking at himself. He wore a dull gray robe. He turned, smiled and said, "Hello Juipil, do you know why I have summoned you here."

"N,n,no sir, I don't know. I hope I have not offended you in anyway," he replied.

Abarj smiled again and said, "not at all young man, just the opposite, now come over here, come closer and I will show what brings you here tonight."

Juipil did not hesitate to obey him. Slowly he drew closer to Abarj until he stood directly in front of him. At that time Juipil was shorter than Abarj, that was years ago though and nowadays he was a foot taller than him. Abarj did the last thing that he could have imagined at the time. He untied his robe and just let it fall away. It was quite shocking to see a naked man standing before him. He tried to take a step back but Abarj had placed his hand on his shoulder and stopped him.

"Now, now there Juipil, don't be frightened I am not going to hurt you. As long as you do as you are told you will be fine. Remember now you do not want to offend me. Now get on your knees."

That wasn't very difficult to do at the time because his knees were shaking so violently that he practically fell to them.

"Good boy Juipil, now just take my dick and put it in your mouth."

Juipil certainly did not want to do this, but he knew this is what was expected of him, so he did as he was told. That first time did not feel like work really, for Abarj did all the rest, by pushing his dick back and forth in his mouth and then he would alternate by pushing his head back and forth on his cock. Finally Abarj came very unexpectedly. He didn't mean to drink it, but it had no where to go, for Abarj kept his dick in his mouth for what seemed like an eternity after he came.

"That's a good boy Juipil, now go on home and make sure you are back here at the same time tomorrow night."

  He was expected to be there every night from then on. Usually Abarj's visits lasted no more than a week at a time and usually only a few times a year but he was always thankful when that week was over. Sometimes he had to service Abarj two or three times a day and many times Abarj requested that he stay overnight. He liked when Abarj only requested him to jerk him off which was about half of the time. Usually when Juipil jerked Abarj off he was told to jerk off as well so at least he got something out of it. 

 His last visit though had been the hardest, for Abarj had decided it was time for him to become a man. He hadn't a clue what that meant at the time but he was soon forced to learn. Abarj had told him to undress and lay on the bed stomach down. Abarj got on top of him and begin spitting onto his asshole. It kind of felt good, his hole being so wet. That good feeling though didn't last long because Abarj told him to relax and get ready. Soon enough Abarj's cock plunged into his ass. It felt like a fire had been lit right inside of it. He bit his lip so hard he tasted blood. It only took a couple of pushes until it was too much to bear and he screamed out in pain. 

Abarj did not command him to stop so he whimpered, whined and screamed during the whole ordeal. After it was over he even cried a little. Abarj only laughed at him and told him now he was a man. For the next week Abarj fucked him day and night and only a few of those times did he get to cum. After the week was over he certainly had learned how to take a cock up his ass without screaming out in pain. The last couple of times it actually even felt good.

The guards finally stopped but Juipil kept walking and almost ran into them both. His face flushed red and he quickly stepped back. The doors to the chamber slowly begun to open and the guards led Juipil in.

There was a man at the far end of the chamber in nothing but a robe which immediately reminded him of Abarj. He guessed it must be the Grand Sorcerer. The man strode towards them and he commanded the guards to leave which they did at once.

"Why have you come here."

 He mouth went dry just looking at the Grand Sorcerer, he was suddenly very thankful that he was a handsome man. Much better looking than Abarj. He quickly gushed out what he needed. Instead of answering though the Grand Sorcerer's eyes narrowed and then unexpectedly asked, "who sent you to me." He was supposed to say his father, but he fumbled and told the truth instead and he instantly knew that Abarj was not going to be pleased. 

"I see, Abarj. Well, well, well, you see I cannot give you what you ask for young man because I do not grant favors or requests on behalf of Abarj. I am sorry you wasted your time, you may leave."

"Please no Grand Sorcerer," he almost screeched, "I cannot go back empty handed, I, I don't know what Abarj will do."

"Tell me about Abarj young man, tell me all that you know of him?"

Juipil couldn't understand why the Grand Sorcerer's words were so soothing to him. He immediately felt he could trust this man. He told the Grand Sorcerer everything he could remember of Abarj including his sexual encounters and his feelings towards the man.

"What I can do you for you Juipil is give you enough gold to take you far away from Abarj or you can stay here in my palace as a servant of mine. The choice is yours."

"Really you'd let me stay here."

"For price young man, all my servants and guards must pay the price. Do you know what that price is Juipil."

"Yes, yes I think I do."

"However, you have the option to leave my palace at any time you choose. You will never be forced to stay here."

Juipil knew he did not want to go back to his home where Abarj would continue to control him until he decided to throw him away. Yet if he stayed here he would putting himself in the same situation that he had been in back home with Abarj.

"I can leave anytime I want to?"

"Yes, anytime Juipil."

"Then, then I'll stay for now."

"Good," the Grand Sorcerer said while he started licking his lips. "Then lets get started Juipil."

The Grand Sorcerer waved his arms and suddenly Juipil felt himself being lifted off of the ground. It was a startling situation to be in. He felt weightless and also powerless. He tried to move but some unseen force restrained him.

The Grand Sorcerer waved his arms again and this time his clothes were ripped from his body. He completely nude now. The Grand Sorcerer walked up to him and ran his cold fingers over his body, tracing and outlines his muscles. He, however, did not touch his cock. Again the Grand Sorcerer waved his arms and this time Juipil began to rotate. This went on several times while the Grand Sorcerer admired his body.

The third time he rotated around the Grand Sorcerer was also nude with his cock standing straight up. One final wave and Juipil was lowered to the ground.

"Come Banotar," the Grand Sorcerer commanded.

Juipil turned to watch who was coming. The chamber doors opened up and a huge hulking figure walked through them. Suddenly Juipil became very nervous. He hoped that this figure had nothing to do with the "price" he was going to pay.

The Grand Sorcerer appeared next to Juipil and placed a hand on his shoulder.

He whispered in his ear, "do not be afraid Juipil, Banotar won't hurt you ."

Juipil suddenly did feel reassured but still afraid. Banotar loomed in front of them. He was twice as wide and each arm and leg were as thick as both of Juipil's arms and legs, perhaps even more so.

The Grand Sorcerer just stood there stroking his cock and smiling.

"What is it you desire Banotar?"

Banotar smiled and then announced, "I wish for this boy to fuck me like a man, real hard, real deep and real fast. I want him to him to fill my ass up with cum. If he and you, Grand Sorcerer, so desire of course."

 Juipil was taken aback at hearing this sudden announcement. This giant of a man wanted to be fucked, he couldn't believe it. He always assumed the weaker of the two men was the one to always get fucked, but there was certainly no one physically weaker than this man. Just the thought of it though stirred his penis to life. It would be nice to be the one to fuck especially after his torturous week of getting fucked by Abarj. 

The Grand Sorcerer nodded his head and Banotar immediately took his clothes off. He fell to all fours and rocked back and forth. Juipil took that as his cue to fuck the giant. He walked over the Banotar and suddenly felt unsure of himself. He had no experience in fucking. He tried to quickly recall what Abarj had done to him. Yes, he remembered that Abarj had got his asshole nice and wet before he stuck his cock in. Juipil began to spit all over his right hand. He grabbed his cock and got it wet and then did the same to Banotar's glory hole. Banotar started to moan as soon as his fingers touched his ass.

Juipil gently pushed two of his fingers inside and Banotar moaned again, this time louder. The urge to fuck Banotar heightened and his whole body grew hot. He grabbed Banotar's hip with one hand and with the other he guided his cock into Banotar's ass. He gently pushed the head inside and rather than waiting Banotar pushed his body back onto Juipil's cock. They simultaneously groaned in pleasure. A feeling of ecstasy rushed through Juipil's body and especially his cock.

He had never felt anything quite this good before. He was experiencing more pleasure in the first minute of fucking Banotar then all of the years that he had serviced Abarj. He couldn't restrain himself for long and soon enough he was fucking Banotar as hard, as deep and certainly as fast as he could. Within minutes his breathing grew haphazard and he just did not know how long he could keep up this pace. However, judging by the way Banotar kept pushing himself onto Juipil's cock he could probably go on for hours like this. He couldn't imagine enjoying a cock in his ass like Banotar was.

He suddenly felt a hand brush across his back. He jerked in response but realized it was only the Grand Sorcerer touching him. The Grand Sorcerer slid up behind him. Juipil could feel the warmth of his breathe on his neck.

"Slow down there boy, you'll have plenty more opportunities to fuck Banotar the Bottom here."

Juipil did as the Grand Sorcerer said and slowed his pace to a crawl, taking his time fucking the giant. The Grand Sorcerer on the other hand pressed his body up against Juipil and rocked back and forth with the two of them. Juipil could feel his manhood pressed up against his ass cheeks and his lower back. The Grand Sorcerer slid his hands around him and started to gently pinch Juipil's nipples. He circled them over and over again with his fingertips.

"Grand Sorcerer, may I ask something of you," he sputtered out between moans.

"Yes boy."

"May I...may I stop fucking Banotar."

"What!" the Grand Sorcerer exclaimed in alarm.

"I want you to fuck me, if you will Grand Sorcerer, please."

"Ah yes of course boy, I will more than happy to fuck that tight hole."

Juipil removed his cock from Banotar's ass and he knew immediately that Banotar was disappointed. He, however, did not care, for he was in the throes of lust and wanted the Grand Sorcerer's cock inside of him. Abarj would not have cared if he had wanted it or not, it was just expected of him. Of course he had a feeling that after today it would be expected of him as well; if everyday happened to be like today then he did not think he would mind it at all.

 The Grand Sorcerer laid down on the chamber floor and commanded Juipil sit on his pulsating cock. Juipil did as he told to. He slid the cock into his tight ass and a wave of ecstasy surged through him just like when he had slid his cock into Banotar's ass. However, it still hurt but not enough for him to stand up. He slowly lifted himself and up and then back down on the raging hard cock. 

Banotar quickly decided he wasn't going to be left out and got on all fours in front of Juipil and over the Grand Sorcerer.

"Eat my ass boy, stick your tongue in it."

Juipil had eaten Abarj's ass quite a few times so he knew what to do. Juipil stuck his tongue inside of Banotar's hole. Banotar excitedly squirmed, moaned and pushed his ass up against Juipil face.

 The Grand Sorcerer stroked Juipil's cock while he fucked him and while Juipil ate Banotar's ass. Juipil eagerly bounced up and down on the  Grand Sorcerer's cock. 

"Grand Sorcerer, I think I'm gonna cum."

"Cum then Juipil cum all over me."

As soon as he said that Juipil felt the Grand Sorcerer shoot right into his ass. He had felt Abarj's load before but it was nothing like what he was experiencing now. He buried his face into Banotar's ass one last time and then he came. He shot his load all over the Grand Sorcerer's chest and face. Some of it even hit Banotar's stomach.

Banotar not to be left out stood up and turned around, his load quickly exploding onto Juipil's face. Juipil leaned back in ecstasy and allowed some of Banotar's man juice to slide in between his lips. He slowly lifted himself off of the Grand Sorcerer's hard-on.

"Very well done Juipil I think you will enjoy yourself in the palace as a servant. Banotar show Juipil here where he will be living from now on?" The Grand Sorcerer said with a grin.

 Juipil fell to his knees and grabbed the Grand Sorcerer's hand and then announced," thank you, thank you Grand Sorcerer, for your generosity and kindness. I promise I will serve you well." 

"You already have my boy, you already have."

Judgment Day Part 2

For part 1 click here.

For the next three days Kern avoided Malek at all costs. If he saw him he turned the other way. At night he ordered food to his room so he wouldn't encounter the young man. But even though he was able to manage to stay away from Malek physically, he couldn't manage to keep the boy out of his thoughts. He had already lost count of how many times he jerked off to the boy's image in his mind. He realized that was the only way for him to get himself off so he finally had accepted it.

After the encounter with Malek though he also realized that the Grand Sorcerer had in fact punished him. He'd never enjoy the pleasures of another women unless he got the spell removed from him. So for the last three days he traveled from healer to healer looking for a way to have the spell removed.

He had drank a dozen different and disgusting concoctions that healers had given him. He'd even been told to wear a garlic necklace, which he did for a day.

Nothing worked.

Today he finally realized it was hopeless when he found a wizard on the other side of the city. The wizard was instantly able recognize that a spell had been cast. But when the wizard put his hand on him to attempt to disable it he immediately jerked his hand back and screamed in pain.

"The Grand Sorcerer put that spell there," the wizard said trembling. "and he protected it." The wizard's eyes narrowed and he continued "leave here now, and do not come back. If you have brought the Grand Sorcerer down upon this house...I promise I will hunt you down."

Kern of course quickly fled the house and at that time knew the only way to rid himself of this curse was to visit the Grand Sorcerer again and either accept his punishment or spend the next year in the dungeons – if that was even still an option.

So tomorrow he decided that he would appear before the Grand Sorcerer and get his punishment over with.

Kern sat down at his desk to begin writing a letter to the innkeeper explaining that he had to go away for awhile but he'd be back.

As he scribbled on to a piece of paper he heard a knock at the door. Finally his food had arrived. His stomach growled in anticipation.

"Come in," Kern said.

The door creaked as it swung open.

"Put the food on the table," he directed without looking up.

He heard the door swing shut behind the serving girl.

"Here you go Mister Kern," Malek said.

Kern jumped up knocking the chair over and swung around.

"Ma...Malek...uh...I'm...I'm sorry...you startled me," Kern said and he knew that he must be blushing. He felt his cock already stirring.

"No problem mister Kern. I haven't seen you around lately," Malek said.

"Yeah I've been kinda busy. Sorry," he responded curtly.

Kern tried to will his cock to go soft but it quickly grew hard as a rock. He wasn't surprised. Just the thought of Malek did that.

Malek smiled. Kern blushed.

"Are your legs still troubling you mister Kern? I could help if you wanted," Malek asked.

"Uh no they're fine. Thanks. I'm hungry and I'm sure the innkeeper needs you," Kern said.

"Are you sure?" Malek asked as he walked toward Kern.

Kern tried to move but couldn't. Instead he just licked his lips.

Malek continued to approach.

Kern didn't want the boy, but his cock did. And Kern's cock had always ruled him.

Malek was standing in front of him. Kern caught a whiff of his boy scent. He breathed it in deeply.

Malek reached his hand out and caressed Kern's cock through his trousers.

Kern's eyes fluttered and he took another deep breath.

Malek rubbed his cock grabbing it through Kern's trousers. He fell to his knees and slowly lowered the trousers revealing his undershorts. He rubbed the bulge.

Kern stood still while silently enjoying Malek's touches.

Malek looked up with a devilish grin as he inched Kern's undershorts down.

"You..you really...really enjoy this don't you," Kern breathed.

Malek bobbed his head up and down and said "oh yes mister Kern I really really
do. I...I really enjoy sucking your dick mister Kern."

Malek licked his lips and continued to pull his undershorts down slowly revealing Kern's hard cock. Once it was free Malek immediately lapped up the pre-cum that was oozing from Kern's dick. Kern rolled his eyes in to the back of his head and relished the feel of the boy's tongue.

After licking up the last of Kern's man milk he started working his down Kern's shaft with his hungry tongue. Malek cupped Kern's big balls and lifted them up while putting his nose underneath them and drawing in Kern's musky man scent. He slowly drew his tongue across the bottom of Kern's ball sack.

Kern shivered with pleasure. He looked down and watched Malek fumble with his own trousers and undershorts slipping them down to his knees. His boy cock was hard, and Kern couldn't take his eyes off of it. Malek started playing with himself, squeezing his dick, running his fingers up and down its shaft, and lightly stroking it. Watching another man play with his cock should have disgusted him, he kept telling himself, but it didn't. He knew it was only the spell – the curse – that the Grand Sorcerer had cast upon him. Regardless his own excitement continued to grow.

Kern couldn't take his eyes off of Malek's hard cock. He continued to lick his lips.

"Malek," he whispered. The boy didn't respond, but just kept sucking. "Malek," he repeated louder this time.

"Yes Mister Kern," he said after reluctantly removing his mouth.

"St...stand up...for me...please," Kern said.

"Yes Mister Kern," Malek said as he did what he was told. His trousers fell to the ground as he stood up and his boy cock was standing straight up.

Sweat was dripping off of Kern's face at this point. His mouth was watering. And his body trembled.

"Malek, I've...I've never touched another dick before," Kern said with hesitation. He wanted to touch Malek's cock so bad it hurt. He tried to resist the overwhelming urge, but knew he was going to lose the battle with himself.

Malek smiled.

"Well Mister Kern you can touch my cock," he said and then he giggled. "It won't bite I promise." '

Kern didn't have to be told twice. He reached out and admired the soft patch of golden hair surrounding the boy cock. He had some pubes but besides that he was hairless. He grabbed the boy's dick and just savored the feeling for a moment. It was warm. The skin was soft. The veins were bright and popped. He could almost feel the blood pumping inside of it he thought. Malek moaned. Kern started to jerk the dick in his hand just liked he'd jerked his own cock so many times, slowly at first. And then faster. And faster. Malek moaned.

"Ohhhhhh yesssss Mister Kern, that feels real good."

Kern felt real good doing it. The boy's moans got louder and louder until he was sure he'd cum at any moment. He couldn't believe how excited he was, not the boy, but himself. Jerking another guy off. This was something he'd never dreamed of doing. But the bloody curse was making him want it more and more. If he didn't get it removed soon he just knew he'd be sucking the boy's dick in a week. That thought sent a shiver down his spine – a good shiver.

As the boy lifted himself onto his toes Kern knew it was almost time. He jerked harder. Faster. Kern wanted to see the boy cum. He wanted to watch another cock shoot. Shortly there after Malek squeaked and panted "Mister Kern….you're…going…to make me cum."

Kern grinned, jerked even faster and held on tight. That did it. The boy shot his load. And shot. And shot. And shot. He'd never seen anything like it – the boy just kept cumming. The warm juice flowed freely over Kern's hand. It felt no different than his own cum. And it felt great running over his hand.

Having completely drained himself Malek immediately fell to his knees and took Kern back in to his mouth sucking wildly and faster and harder than previously. The intensity took Kern by surprise and moments later Kern was shooting down the boy's throat. He let out a long and intense moan as his cum poured out and down Malek's hungry throat. And just like before Malek did not remove his mouth until he'd drained every last drop of Kern's semen.

Kern almost collapsed after he shot his load. He lowered himself to the ground and took a deep breath. WOW, he thought. That was amazing. He wanted to be disgusted but the disgust he'd felt before was slowly giving way. No, no, no he told himself. He didn't want to start enjoying this. He only wanted to enjoy a nice wet, warm pussy again. But for now that wasn't going to be the case.

He looked up. Malek had a huge smile on his face. Bloody hell he looked so damn young.

"How old are you Malek," he asked?

"Only 17 Mister Kern," he answered.

"Seventeen? I didn't even lose my virginity until I was 19. You seem so experienced."

"Yes mister Kern I started early," he giggled. "Did you enjoy it."

Kern wanted to say bloody no, but not only was that a lie it would probably break the kid's heart. He looked so...happy. No woman he'd ever been with glowed like this boy was glowing right now.

"Of course I did what guy doesn't enjoy getting his cock sucked," Kern managed to say.

Thankfully tomorrow he would be over this damned curse and he could go back to enjoying some pussy again.

"Yes Mister Kern," Malek whispered. "Well I better get back before the innkeeper starts wondering where I ran off too."

As the boy started getting dressed Kern's cock got hard again. He tried to push it down and make it go away, but nope it was hard. Damn. He was going to have to cum again or he'd never be able to sleep.

"Mister Kern you're hard…again," Malek said in amazement. That only made him even harder.

"Uh…yeah I guess," he said trying to laugh it off. Malek licked his lips. He licked his own lips. His heart was racing. He wanted the boy – again.

"Do you want it again," Kern asked.

The boy didn't say another word just dropped to his knees and took Kern's cock in his mouth again. The boy's smooth bare ass bobbed up and down as he sucked his cock. His ass was beautiful. He licked his lips again. He reached over the boy's body and grabbed a hold of his ass. He slapped it and Malek moaned. Mmmmm yummy. He squeezed on Malek's ass till it was all red. It made him even hotter. He face fucked the boy while imagining his cock sliding in to the boy's ass. He wanted it. And he couldn't believe he wanted it. But he didn't stop his fantasy. He imagined how his hot ass would feel around his cock. How warm it would be. How tight it would be.

He pumped the boy's mouth harder and faster while he squeezed the boy's butt. Finally he worked up the nerve to slide his finger down the boy's crack. He found the hole. It was smooth and he imagined it was puckered and pink. He rubbed it. He pushed on it. And then his finger penetrated the hole. It slipped in, but just the tip. He pushed it a little further. Malek let out muffled moan.

And that took Kern over the edge. He shot again filling up the boy's mouth a second time that night. He pushed his finger all the way. And that drove Malek wild. The boy let out a loud but muffled moan while he hungrily took every drop of Kern's semen. When Kern was finished he withdrew his cock and rolled over on his back letting out a long sigh.

"Thank you Malek," he whispered.

"Of course Mister Kern, but I should thank you, I don't get to do this very often," he said –obviously sad.

Kern just nodded while the boy dressed and left his room. He was exhausted and didn't even bother getting up. He just passed out on the floor. Tomorrow, he thought. Tomorrow it would end. The curse would be lifted. Gone. Forever. And he'd finally get to fuck some pussy again. He tried to think of a hot pink clit while he drifted off to sleep. But instead Malek's little hot bubble butt kept drifting in to his mind. He finally gave up and fell asleep. That night he dreamt of Malek's ass.

Judgment Day Part 1

Ever since the sex sorcerer became the Grand Sorcerer of Sarsansy he had taken a hands on approach when dealing out justice. Each week he spent one day administering justice and giving the magistrates a day off. The day was always randomly chosen so no one would know because most people did not like his brand of justice.

"Next," the Sex Sorcerer announced. A shabby looking man was dragged in to the chamber from the hall by two guards. His clohtes were tattered and torn, but beneath the filth and grim he could tell the man at least had decent features. One of the guards grabbed the man from behind and made him stand straight up.

"What is this man charged with?"

"He's accused of raping three women, your excenllency," the guard responded.

"Witnesses?"

"No," the guard shook his head.

He always asked if there were witnesses even though he didn't need them to tell if the man was guilty or not. He hopped down from his throne and walked up to the accused.

"Are you guilty?"

"No your excellency," the man said politely. "I would never rape a woman. My mother taught me better than that."

"I see," the Grand Sorcerer said. He lifted his finger and touched the man's forehead. The man jerked back, but didn't say anything.

"If you didn't rape those women tell me exactly what did happen."

The man recounted a tale of meeting each of the women, or as he called them the wenches. He told the Grand Sorcerer he fucked each of them real good. And they wanted it, he could tell. Oh they put up a good fight, the man said. But in the end they submitted to him and he took what he wanted from them.

The Grand Sorcerer's eyes narrowed. Not only did the man rape those women he believed he had every right to do as he wished.

"You raped them and will be punished accordingly," the Grand Sorcerer announced.

The man's eyes widened in surprise, when he suddenly realized how he had related the story to the Grand Sorcerer.

"Do you know what the punishment for rape is?" the Grand Sorcerer asked.

"No your excellency," he said.

"One year in the dungeons," the Grand Sorcerer laughed. "Or you can accept being raped yourself, and go free a lot sooner."

The man's eyes went from surprise to fear to anger in only seconds.

"Do you accept your punishment?"

"NEVER," he screamed and spat in to the Grand Sorcerer's face. "Throw me in the dungeons as long as you wish."

The Grand Sorcerer wiped the spit from his face. No one had ever dared show him such disrespect. He looked back up at the man and suddenly threw his hand in to the man's face. The criminal crumpled to the ground. He looked at the guards who were clearly shocked at such a display or disrespect.

"Throw him to the streets," he Grand Sorcerer commanded.

"But...but...what about his punishment," one of the guards hesitantly asked.
"Don't worry he'll have his punishment in due time," the Grand Sorcerer said smiling. Neither of the guards questioned him any further.

***

Kern awoke suddenly when a coin bounced off of his head. Startled, he bolted upright and saw throngs of people walking past him. The guards must have ditched him on side of a street. He wondered why. His eyes widened when an unimaginable thought popped in his mind. He immediately reached down to grab his crotch. He sighed in relief once he realized it was still there and in good shape. He jumped up and brushed himself off. He bent over to pick his hat up off of the ground and was suddenly thankful his ass didn't hurt. Guess he hadn't been raped, he happily thought.

After an experience like what he had just been through he decided that he needed to get laid. As he was walking toward his favorite brothel he suddenly wondered why the Grand Sorcerer hadn't punished him. Perhaps he realized he just didn't have enough proof. Or maybe he had set guards to follow him to try to catch him in the act. He had better lay low for the next couple of weeks and only use the brothels, he told himself. 

After traversing half of the city he found what he was looking for The Stallion's Den. The sign was cracked and hung from only rope. It had been broken like that ever since he first visited the of a brothel three years ago. The outside looked like nothing more than a large shack. The inside, however, was different story. He opened the door and entered. Only a few men were here at this early hour. All of them alone, having a cup of ale and eating. A serving girl popped up beside him.

"A table, good sir?" she asked.

"No thanks, is the Madam around," he responded and asked back, but he didn't have to because the plump mistress was already wobbling out.

"Well well if isn't good ole Kern," she laughed. "Haven't seen you around these parts in some time."

"I've been busy," he said with a grin.

"I can see that by the look of you. I assume you're going to need somewhere to clean up a bit before you have your way with one my ladies."

He almost blushed. He had forgotten that he must like a complete mess. No wonder someone was tossing coins at him earlier.

"Of course. I've...had a rough day," he said.

"Celia," she yelled and continued when the girl appeared "get this man a hot bath and tell Shala she'll have a visitor soon. Follow her Kern."

Kern tipped his hat at the Madam as he walked past. An hour later he was soaking in a hot bath all cleaned up. He felt like a new man. Now he just needed some pussy to complete his day. He
leaned back and almost drifted off to sleep when he heard the door open.

"Well hey there Kern, it's been a while since you been here," Shala
said.

He smiled and said "yes it has, you ready for my big dick girl?"

"I'm always ready for that big dick of yours. Mmmmm I can't wait to get it inside of me. Why don'cha get out of that bath and come show me what I've been missing."

Shala immediately stripped off her clothes, and fell back on the bed. She spread her legs and started vigorously stimulating her clit.

"Oh Kern...come here baby...mama needs you," she breathed.

He stood up out of the bath and jumped out. The water ran down his slim body but he didn't bother to dry off. His hormones were raging. He wanted that pussy. He skirted over the bed and grabbed Shala by the side and flipped the wench over. He pulled across the bed until her legs had fallen over the edge and she was bent over.

Kern licked his lips as his mouth watered. It had been so long. He'd been cooped in that dungeon for two weeks while an investigation took place. He grabbed the wench's hips and was ready to fuck her
cunt. That was until he realized his dick wasn't even hard. He was surprised as he looked down. It felt hard, but it wasn't. It just lay there limp and lifeless. He must be tired.

He fell to his knees and buried his face in her pussy eating it out while he waited for his cock to stiffen up.

He grabbed it, played with it and pulled on it. Nothing
happened. Damn it, he thought, he started getting angry. He stood back up.

"Turn around you wench and suck my cock," he commanded.

Shala turned around and went for his dick. But in doing so he noticed the surprise on her face when she saw it limp.

This wasn't working he quickly realized. His anger was replaced by embarrassment. He felt his cheeks grow hot.

He pulled away from Shala and grabbed his trousers swiftly pulling them on.

"I'm not in the mood," he blurted out as he saw the startled look on Shala's face.

He tossed her a pouch of silvers and fled the room. He raced past the madam, who tried to speak to him, but he ignored her and continued on his way.

For three blocks he ran, not from fear, but from utter
embarrassment. He doubted he'd ever use the services of the Stallion's Den again.

As he slowed to a walk he realized with a shock that he was horny. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he was this horny. His body felt like it was on fire. His hormones raged as he walked. He couldn't quite understand it,just minutes ago when he had his face buried in a beautiful pussy he wasn't the least bit horny. And now, and now he was.

He crisscrossed the streets of Sarsansy turning the wrong way three times before making it back to the The White Swan, his temporary home. His sudden and unexpected horniness kept distracting him. Twice, like a tidal wave rushing over him, it had forced him to halt his journey.

He entered the White Swan and headed toward his room. The innkeeper immediately stopped him.

"Didn't think you were coming back there Kern. Been almost two weeks since we seen you," the fat round innkeeper stated flatly. "Lucky for you I be a generous man and didn't throw your belongings out in the
street."

"You'll get your money tomorrow," Kern snapped. "I've never shorted
you."

"Yes yes, well I'll be looking for you tomorrow then," the innkeeper said with his crooked smile.

Just as he made his way to the stairs another wave of horninessswept over him; he buckled and fell to one knee. Within seconds the busboy,Kern thought his name was Malek, was beside him hoisting him to his feet.

"Are you alright mister?" Malek asked. "Let me help you to your room."

Kern almost started to argue, but thought better of it. He just nodded.

As the boy was walking him to his room Kern's dick sprang to life in his trousers. It felt wonderful, a relief like he had never known before.

"Here you go mister," the boy said ushering him in.

"Thank you Malek."

The boy left. Kern immediately pulled off his trousers and grabbed his dick. He laid back and imagined Shala sucking his manhood. A few seconds later his went limp and Kern sighed. What the bloody hell was wrong with him? At least he wasn't horny anymore, but he was certainly exhausted. He pulled off his shirt and decided it would be best to sleep.

Sometime during the middle of the night Kern awoke to an aching cock. It was so hard it hurt. In fact, it was so hard he didn't think he'd be able to even stand up. He grabbed his cock and started pounding it.

For some reason thoughts of Malek helping him to his room kept popping in his mind as he tried to stroke his rock hard dick. He pushed them away in favor of Shala's pink clit. Finally he got the image of Shala bending over and fingering her wet pussy to stick in his mind.

A few minutes went by and his dick went limp. He kept jerking anyway hoping it would come back to life, but alas, it didn't. He then promptly fell asleep.

For the next two days and nights no matter hard Kern tried to get off he couldn't. Oh he got hard as a rock and waves of horniness swept over him like a flash flood but no matter what he could not cum. Every time he
took his manhood out to please himself it would quickly go limp as he pictured Shala taking care of him. No matter what he thought about, her sucking him, submitting to him, eating her juicy cunt, fucking her from behind, on top or her riding him, it just didn't matter.

During the third night he awoke in a puddle of liquid and realized he had creamed himself during his sleep. Rather than relieving him it made him sick to his stomach. He hadn't been dreaming of Shala '96 he'd been
dreaming of Malek, the serving boy.

On the third night while sleeping Kern was abruptly wakened to the sound of knocking on the door. He jumped up and ran to the door. Who the hell was knocing on his door in the middle of the night? He opened the door and was temporary blinded by an oil lamp.

"Who's there?"

"It's Malek mister Kern. The innkeeper sent me to check on you," the boy said. "Some of the guests were complaining of a lot of noise coming from your room."

"Oh," Kern said as his eyes adjusted to the bright lamp. "I must have been dreaming or something."

Kern caught the boy look down and jerk his head back up. Kern looked and saw his hard cock standing straight up. He forgot to pull his undershorts on when he went to the door. He felt his face flush red. And watched the boy's face turn red as well.

Just then the horniness unexpectedly swept over him and he fell to his knees. Malek didn't hesitate, he grabbed Kern by the arm, pulled him back up and walked him to the bed.

"Are you OK mister Kern, you seem to be having a lot of these spells lately," he said as he helped Kern lay down on the bed.

"I think...I think I'll be ok," he whispered as he lay back and closed his eyes.

"If your legs are bothering you mister Kern I can massage them," the boy said. "My mother used to massage mine when I was having growing pains, it always made me feel better."

"Sure...whatever," he responded.

Again Malek did not hesitate. Kern felt the boy climb onto the bed near his feet and place both hands on them. He worked Kern's left foot, the bottom, the top and each toe. Then he began to make his way up his leg, diligently working each muscle.

It felt good Kern thought. The built up tension in his body started to dissipate. He was still horny though, very horny in fact. A fire was raging through his body and he didn't know what would extinguish it.

Malek continued to work up Kern's left leg all the way until he reached his inner thigh where Malek's hand lightly brushed up against Kern's nut sack.

Even though it had been a light touch it still sent a shiver throughout Kern's body. His eyes fluttered from the touch. Having reached the end of Kern's left leg he began to work his was down back to his foot. And then started on the right leg.

Malek worked the right leg as carefully as he worked the left. And when he reached the end he once again brushed up against Kern's nut sack, which caused Kern's cock to jump in response.

Kern felt Malek's hands begin to move above his legs onto his hips where Malek started to massage both sides of his hips. Slowly Malek's hands moved inward massaging everything around his groin. Kern's dick jumped
several more times in response.

"You're leaking," Malek announced and let out a short giggle.

"Whaaat," Kern said opening his eyes. He immediately saw what the boy was talking about. His cock was oozing pre-cum. The boy just sat there grinning while Kern's face went red again.

"S...sorry about that," Kern said reaching for a blanket to cover himself.

"It's ok mister Kern, it happens," Malek said while gently pushing Kern's hand away from the cover.

"You really know how to use those hands Malek. I feel a lot better."

"Thanks mister Kern," he said. "I know a lot of tricks to help you relax."

"Well I could definitely use a few of those. I haven't had a good night sleep since I've been back."

Kern normally would have felt awkward having this boy sit on the edge of the bed massaging him and discussing his pre-cum. But those hands had relieved his tension and their touch was very pleasant.

Malek grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and held it up.

"Do you want me to clean you up?"

"Uh...uh sure, if you want."

Malek took the handkerchief and wiped Kern's belly where the pre-cum had dribbled. Then moved the cloth to the tip of Kern's hard cock where the leaking continued. He gently wiped it away, which sent more shivers up and down Kern's whole body. His cock jumped a few times in
response and Malek had to catch it.

Malek rubbed the cloth over his entire shaft and even his balls. Kern, tired of watching, finally leaned his back and closed his eyes once again.

The pleasure of Malek's cleaning was immense. He couldn't understand it. He'd fucked a hundred pussies and nothing had felt this good before.

Suddenly his eyes sprang open. What in the bloody hell was he doing? Letting another man touch his dick like this. It wasn't right, it disgusted him.

He opened his mouth and went to push the boy away when Malek stopped wiping and gripped his cock with his hand. He pulled on it and Kern simply collapsed.

Malek started to slowly slide his hand up and down over Kern's manhood.

Kern couldn't help but let out a moan even though he tried to resist.

He could feel his cock throbbing in Malek's hand. Malek must have noticed as well because he started pumping harder.

Just as Kern thought that it couldn't get any better something wet slid over his raging hard on. His eyes sprang open and he watched in a mix of horror and ecstasy as Malek swallowed his cock.

A hand job was once thing, but a blowjob was something else entirely he told himself. He opened his mouth to tell the boy to stop, but the only thing that came out was a deep moan.

And he knew that he was going to explode at any moment.

"Oh fuck, I'm going...going to cum," he barely managed to say. But that statement only seemed to motivate Malek and he began to suck faster and harder.

"Oh yes...yes...yes...dear spirits...here it comes!"

He shot long and hard in to the boy's obviously hungry mouth. Malek didn't even flinch when Kern spilled his nut. He continued to suck until Malek was for sure nothing could be left.

Finally Malek removed his mouth and wiped it off with his handkerchief.

"Well mister Kern I hope that I made you feel better," Malek sheepishly said. "I better get going, the innkeeper might be wondering where I'm at."

And without another word the boy left the room in a hurry, leaving Kern to ponder what just happened.

He couldn't get hard when he tried to fuck Shala. Hell he couldn't even stay up when he thought of the wench. But this boy, Malek, comes in and sucks him dry.

There was no doubt the boy had sucked him off better than any woman. Of course that could be due to fact that he was just so damn horny.

But whatever the reason it felt damn good. However, at the same time he was revolted at what just happened.

Hopefully, he thought, he would be able to sleep the experience off and quickly forget about it.