Alerick climbed the dingy stairs and traveled through the dimly lit corridor to Kahlyn’s room as he had done every month for the past eight months. Each time he visited the brothel he asked for Kahlyn. His brothers always took a different wench. He chose Kahlyn because he had come to trust that she would not reveal his deep seeded shame to anyone. After eight months with the wench he was still a virgin in the truest sense. In just a few weeks he'd celebrate his sixteenth name-day and he knew that he would still be a virgin and he hated it. All of his brothers had lost their virginity when they turned 15. It was a tradition. Not just in his family, but most families in his village.
His second visit to the brothel had ended with him as flaccid as his first visit. But the second time around he tried something different. As she started fingering herself he had crawled between her legs and started licking her pink wet pussy. She had gladly accepted his tongue. Before long she was moaning as loud as the first time, screaming out his name until her juices flowed into his mouth.
It repulsed him, but she seemed to love it.
And so each time he came to visit her longer he didn't even try sticking his cock inside of her – only his tongue.
After the seventh visit she had whispered into his ear that he made her cum like no man before. She told him that no man had ever made her cum with their cock. He took great pride in that acknowledgement.
“Alerick my virgin. I’ve missed you,” she smiled.
He smiled back.
“I’ve had a lot of patrons today,” she said. And then she smiled and continued, "but none of them have made me cum yet. Do you mind if I go wash up before we get started?”
“Of course not,” he quickly responded.
She winked at him before turning to leave the room through the back entrance. Each room apparently had a front and back entrance. The brothel was like two sides of a coin. The front side was for the patrons, the backside for the wenches.
He sat on the bed and slipped his shoes off. He laid back, putting his arms behind his head wishing he could find a way to fuck her this time.
He let out a long sigh, as his cock grew hard in his pants. He knew it wouldn’t last though because it never did.
Suddenly, there came a rapping at the door. He jumped up. “Come in,” he said.
The door creaked as it opened. An unknown man walked in.
“Where’s Kahlyn,” he asked?
“I, I mean she said she wanted to wash up.”
“I see,” he responded walking the rest of the way and closing the door.
“You must be Alerick.”
“Yes. How did you know? Who are you?”
“I'm Rikkard Ah well, I keep track of my girls and who they are with. Plus
I’ve heard your name mentioned more than once.”
“Really,” he said suspiciously.
“Yes Alerick the virgin,” he said and laughed.
Alerick felt his face grow hot with embarrassment. She hadn’t kept his secret.
“Ah now don’t be ashamed. There’s nothing to be worried about. I promise your secret is safe with me. You see all the girls confide in me. It can get quite lonely working in a brothel.”
“Thank you,” Alerick said.
“Actually Kahlan asked me to come and talk with you. You see I once had the same problem as you.”
“Really,” he said his ears perking up.
“Oh yes, I remember the first wench I tried to fuck,” he said with a laugh. “And try I did, but to no avail. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t come within two blocks of that brothel for years.”
“So what did you do? I mean how did it finally happen?” Alerick asked.
“Well actually I must visited two dozens brothels in that first year. I kept trying and trying. By the time the year was up I could barely go anywhere in the city without coming close to one of them. So needless to say I didn’t leave my house very often." He lauged again.
This time Alerick laughed along with him. For the first time since he had come to the brothel he felt relaxed. He sat back on the bed and smiled.
“So then tell me, what’s the trick?” Alerick asked again.
“Ah yes we’ll get to that. But first I want you to lay back. Okay?”
“Sure,” Alerick said as he laid back on the bed.
“Now close your eyes and start imagining whatever it is you think about when you stroke your dick.”
“Why?”
“Just trust me. I'm going to help you,” Rikkard said gently.
“Well yes, okay, sure,” he said starting to imagine his brother’s stories of their first time. The only stories he knew.
“That’s good Alerick. Now just keep thinking about it until you get real hard.”
Alerick just kept imagining his brothers’ cock’s entering into those wenches.
It didn’t take long before Alerick’s cock was standing straight up in his trousers. His was throbbing, aching to be touched but he dared not do that with Rikkard sitting there.
“I see it's working Alerick. Don’t be afraid, don’t be ashamed.”
Rikkard’s words were actually relaxing him. It was odd. He had never felt less afraid or ashamed in his life.
“Now Alerick I want to slip your trousers off.”
Alerick’s heart skipped a beat. Take his trousers off. His mind raced. He wasn’t afraid just embarrassed. He had never let another man, or for that matter another woman, see his manhood hard. He had tried for Kahlyn, but it never worked.
But he did as he was asked. He untied his trousers and slipped them off without ever opening his eyes. He wanted to stroke his cock so bad – it was aching.
“See that’s not so bad Alerick – but don’t touch it just keep your fantasy alive in your mind.”
Of course he wasn’t going to touch it. It was one thing to take his cock out, but actually whack off. That was a different story, he thought.
A couple of minutes passed and Rikkard didn’t say speak. He wondered if the man was looking away or looking at him. For some strange reason it kind of made his cock even harder to think that Rikkard was actually watching at him.
Suddenly, Alerick felt a hand wrap around his cock. His head shot up and his eyes sprung open. It was Rikkard's hand.
"What are you doing?" Alerick asked, his mind a mix of emotions. But he noticed that he didn't go soft. He was hard as a rock.
"Don't worry Alerick, just lay back and relax," Rikkard whispered and winked.
He did as he was told. He laid back and closed his eyes. Rikkard continued to whisper to him, telling him to keep imagine whatever it is that's making him so hard. And then he started to pump his cock as he had done to himself so many times in the past. He felt wonderful. No one had ever touched his cock before. It didn't take long before he was breathing heavy. Rikkard pumped his cock harder and faster. Alerick started to moan. Yes, yes, yes he thought. The feeling was amazing. And then before he knew it, he was ready to explode. He suddenly sat up trying to push Rikkard's hand away, but the man wouldn't let go.
"I'm…I'm…going to cum," he breathed.
Rikkard only smiled and continued to whack him off.
Seeing Rikkard stroke his dick sent him over the edge and he started squirting all over himself and Rikkard's hand. Rikkard didn't stop thought until he stopped shooting.
Alerick was out of breath. He couldn't believe what just happened. He was ashamed. He felt guilty. He felt dirty.
"Don't worry Alerick, I won't tell anybody what happened. Your secret is safe with me," he said and winked again. "Kahlyn likes you. She won't betray you."
"Thank you," he whispered. But he was still frightened somebody would find out.
"I have to go now, Kahlyn will be in shortly," he said.
Sure enough as soon as he left Kahlyn was back. She plopped down on the bed and spread legs and invited him to lick her pussy, which he did. He licked harder and faster than before to try to erase what just had happened with Rikkard. Minutes later Kahlyn was almost screaming in pleasure as she shouted his name over and over again.
Once he was sure Kahlyn was finished cumming, he stopped pleasuring her.
She lifted her head and said "thanks Alerick." She laughed and then continued, "I should be the one paying you."
An hour later him and his brothers were on the way back home. He still felt dirty but he couldn't get what had happened with Rikkard out of his mind. That night he whacked himself off thinking about him. And he did the same the next night. And the next. And the next. And the next.
Some nights he tried to think of Kahlyn's wet pussy, but every time he did Rikkard kept entering his mind. And once Rikkard was there he couldn't get him out.
For the first time since visiting the Seven Wonders he was actually looking forward to going back.
…to be continued.
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