The below story begins a multi-part adventure involving Alerick the Rugged who was introduced in an earlier Sex Sorcerer story. It starts off when Alerick was a teenager and follows him as he discovers himself. This part contains heterosexual sex so if that offends you please do not read!
Chapter 1 -
Alerick was nervous. Today he became a man. It was a frightening and exhilarating thought.
He had turned fifteen several months before and for the past year his brothers had been promising him that when he came of age they would take him into town and make him a man.
And today they had decided would be the day.
He’d been to town several times before, but today’s journey didn’t seem like it’d ever end.
In the distance the faint outline of Sapirio began to rise up out of the horizon. His stomach dropped, but he didn’t say anything. His brothers would tease him endlessly if they even thought for a second he was nervous.
The cart suddenly lurched forward and he almost lost his stomach.
Each of his brothers had told him stories about when they had become men. In fact, he knew them by heart. Sometimes in bed late at night he would silently replay them in his head and whack off.
Alerick didn't notice anything as the cart entered town. Normally he would be wide-eyed in amazement at pretty much everything. The small village that he had been born and raised in didn't offer much, he thought. In a few years he'd leave his village and come here to Sapirio to live, he promised himself.
The rickety cart lurched one final time before reaching its destination – the Seven Wonders.
His brothers jumped out and he followed suit. The building that stood before him certainly didn’t look like any wonder he had ever seen. Chipped paint, broken wooden planks, and even the sign was hanging by one chain.
He guessed the seven wonders must be inside.
But as soon as he stepped inside the scent was almost too much for his already weak stomach to bear. The smell bit at his nose and he wrinkled it in protest.
The room was so dimly lit it took several moments for his eyes to adjust.
His eldest brother immediately started to converse with an older lady. It was clear that this wasn't his first time meeting her. Soon enough the older woman snapped her fingers and hollered something that he couldn't make out because of his nerves.
Minutes later several woman walked down to the bottom of the stairs. His brothers quickly picked which ones they wanted and the wench that was left he nervously walked up to.
“I’m called Kahlyn,” she said giving him in a little wink.
“I’m Alerick,” he said shyly.
“Good to meet you, now come with me,” the wench said turning back around to walk back up the stairs.
He followed her up the stairs and through the dimly lit corridors until they reached her room. Thankfully, he thought, the smell was less repulsive near the rooms.
She opened the door, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room closing the door behind them.
“So boy, you’re a virgin are ya.”
His face grew hot with embarrassment but told the truth and said “yes ma’am.”
“Nutin to be shamed about boy. Every man starts his life as a virgin.”
His mouth was too dry to say anything else so he just nodded.
She quickly slipped out of her shimmering gown and his cock grew hard. She started rubbing her nipples and they quickly stiffened into little pebbles as she rolled them between her fingers.
“Come here my little virgin,” she whispered.
He took a few steps toward and tried to keep his eyes focused on her neck. He was too embarrassed to stare at her nipples and too ashamed to stare into her eyes.
“You ready to fuck me,” she asked?
He nodded his head.
She jumped backward onto the bed and spread her legs open.
“Well get to it then, you gotta take off your clothes first though.”
He quickly untied his pants and stepped out of them and then pulled his shirt off.
“Ah you got a nice little cock there virgin,” she said. “Go ahead take a peek.”
He finally allowed himself to swallow and he shifted his eyes toward the big bush staring at him. Underneath the bush there was a bright pink slit.
She smiled, “you like the look of that.” She waited until he nodded and then said. “Well go ahead and take it. It’s all yours.”
He flung himself onto the bed and raced to stick his cock inside of the pink slit. He forced himself to stop quivering so he could plunge himself into the unknown and finally become a man.
As his cock touched the wet slimy pussy – something happened. Something he hadn’t anticipated. He looked down just in time to watch his cock go limp.
No, no, no he thought. It was his worst nightmare come true. He willed his cock to stand up, but it didn't working. He became frantic. He suddenly broke out into a sweat. He clenched his teeth and silently begged his cock to get hard. He closed his eyes and willed it to be so but when he opened them again his cock was still flaccid and swaying between his legs.
“What you waiting for,” she asked?
“I’m sorry,” he whimpered.
She lifted her head and was expressionless. She laughed, “Ahh don’t worry boy it happens to the best of them. Maybe this will help.”
She rolled out from under him and spread her legs wide open. She slid one hand through her thick bush until her fingers were touching the pink slit. She started massaging her pussy in front him. She quickened her pace but nothing happened to his cock. He stared at her pussy as if he hadn’t eaten for weeks and there was a slab meat in front him calling his name. But yet nothing happened. She started moaning never taking her eyes off of his cock.
Soon enough her moans grew louder and louder and she shoved her finger inside of herself. And then she called out his name over and over again telling him to fuck her.
But his cock was dead and refused to stir to life again.
She shuddered and her body suddenly twitched and then she yelled his name one more time before he watched a steady stream of fluid pour out of her pink pussy.
"I won't tell anybody if you don't," she winked.
"Thank you," he responded with relief. He got dressed, and went down the stairs into the lobby where less than an hour earlier he had walked up those same stairs to become a man. Now he was less than a man.
His three brothers looked up from one of the tables as he stepped into the room. They each had smirks slapped across their faces.
His wench, whom he hadn't even noticed, had also come downstairs slapped his ass hard and he jumped almost a foot.
“That was good Alerick, come back and visit me soon,” she said before turning around and walking up the stairs again.
“Took you long enough brother,” one of his brothers said. The other ones laughed.
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