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One year in the dungeons Kern thought as he walked to the Grand Sorcerer's Palace. Or get raped. Neither choice appealed to him. But being raped would only last a few hours. A year in the dungeons would be, well one long year.
Kern tried to keep his thoughts on what would happen after his punishment and all of the pussy he'd finally be able to enjoy again. He licked his lips. He really wanted some pussy. But even as he thought that, Malek's ass popped up in his mind and his dick immediately stirred to life. Bloodly curse. Bloody hell. He focused on Shala's pussy and his dick went limp again.
"I see you've returned," the Grand Sorcerer said when he was escorted in to the chambers. "I hope you've enjoyed your freedom."
Kern gulped.
"Your excellency I've come here to apologize. I've learned my lesson," Kern said as humbly as he manage. He kept his eyes downcast. Then he continued, "I've come to ask that the curse be removed.
The Grand Sorcerer laughed.
"Well I am glad that you are sorry for your crimes. But there's still the matter of your punishment," he said. "One year. Or the other one."
Kern gulped and then licked his lips.
"I'll take the…other one," he whispered.
The Grand Sorcerer leaned forward. "Really? Are you sure about that?"
"Yes I am sure. I've had some time to think about it," he said. Then added, "your excellency."
"Very well. Your punishment will commence tonight. Guards take him to be thoroughly cleaned and prepared."
Kern smiled. It was fake but it was all he could manage. He followed the guards to be "cleaned" and "prepared." He felt like an animal being herded off for slaughter.
Well what did he expect. He was guilty. Even though at the time he thought he had every right to do as he wished. He had been wrong, especially in the eyes of the law. He sighed. He would take his punishment like a man and vowed that he'd stick to whores in the future.
A few hours later the guards were leading him back to the chamber where he'd take his punishment.
They opened the doors. He kept his head down as he followed them in. Someone snickered in the background. He looked up and his eyes went wide.
There was a group of women huddled together at one end of the room sitting in chairs and chatting idly away. But these just weren't any women. The group included the three women he'd raped. But it also included some of his favorite whores from around town. There was Shala, Maylene, and even Cournay. What was going on?
At the end other side of the room two men waited. They weren't chatting. They were big men and had the look of thugs about them. Kern gulped.
"Let the punishment commence," the Grand Sorcerer announced.
And that's when he realized what was happening. These men would take him, but it wouldn't be done in some dark dungeon closed away from the world. It would be done in front of those…those women. He'd had to leave town after this. He'd be thoroughly humiliated.
Someone grabbed his arm and spun him around. One of the men had him. He struggled to get away, but the man was too big. The other man came up and ripped his shirt open and tore it off. He bent over and bit Kern's nipple. He yelped.
One of the women laughed.
"Hold him tight Granch."
"Don't worry I got em Chak."
Next Chak tore his trousers off him ripping them to shreds. He grabbed his balls and soft cock and laughed. Kern's face went red.
Chak took his own cock out and said "on your knees. Suck my cock."
Granch let him go. Kern didn't move.
"We can make this easy or we can do it the hard way," Chak said.
Kern fell to his knees and started sucking Chak's cock until it grew fully hard in his mouth. It was so big.
He heard one of the women squeal with delight.
Kern blacked out. Well not physically just mentally. He blinked. He didn't know how long he'd been sucking both of their cocks, switching back and forth.
The back of his throat was sore from their cocks beating against it.
Chak withdrew his cock. Was he done? Was it over?
"Now for the real fun," Granch said snickering
He felt the man's foot on his back pushing him to the ground. He didn't resist.
The next thing he knew Granch was on top of him with a hard dick poking Kern's virgin hole. He squeezed his eyes just waiting for the inevitable. He didn't have to wait long. Soon enough his ass exploded with pain. His ass was on fire as Granch pushed his cock inside of him. He gritted his teeth.
This time he almost blacked out physically from the pain. He felt dizzy. Granch didn't let up. He just kept going in deeper and deeper.
"If you relax it'll be easier," Chak said. Granch snickered.
Relax? How was he suppose to relax. He was being raped! And then it hit him. This was how those women felt. He had thought the same thing. If those women had just relaxed it would have been easier.
He clenched his fists and tried to relax. After a few moments the pain started to subside. It felt better, maybe even a little enjoyable.
He slowly opened his eyes, stopped gritting his teeth and unclenched his fists.
Yes. Relax. It was working. He slowed his breathing. The cock started to feel good inside of him. His own cock started to stir to life underneath him.
He lifted his head a bit and looked up and quickly squeezed his eyes shut again. Some of them were actually smiling! They were enjoying this. Would he enjoy watching Granch and Chak get raped. Yes, he admitted to himself. It would be most enjoyable.
Granch suddenly grunted behind him and then collapsed on top of him. The big man removed himself and Chak quickly replaced him. Thankfully Chak's cock was smaller than Granch's. It didn't matter though. It still hurt – just not as much. But at least the pain subsided a lot more quickly this time.
"Relax," whispered in his ear as he bit down on Kern's earlobe.
The man pumped him slowly. Much more slowly than Granch had. And he hated to admit it but he was starting to enjoy it. At least as long as he didn't think about those women over there watching this.
Chak's pace quickened and so did his breathing. Kern's cock was throbbing underneath him.
"Your ass is the best I've ever had," Chak whispered. Kern smiled. And then frowned. He shouldn't be pleased about that!
"I'm gonna fill your butt up with my juice," Chak said. He grunted and then shoved his cock deep inside Kern's butt one final time before collapsing. Kern's breath caught in his throat and he felt his eyes bulge. Chak grunted again and so did Kern as his own cock exploded. Kern's muscles went weak as he lay helplessly underneath Chak's body.
It's over, Kern thought sighing in relief. Chak withdrew his cock.
"Stand up," Granch commanded.
Kern did as he was told. He felt a stream of juice run down his right leg as stood. His own juice was splattered and smeared all over his stomach. He was a mess, but he stood still and didn't speak.
"You have done well Granch and Chak," the Grand Sorcerer said. "You may leave."
"Thank you your excellency," they said in unison. Chak added: "We are always welcome to serve you as needed."
They both nodded and then quickly dressed themselves and left.
Some of the women snickered. Shala openly laughed at his humiliation. Maylene held her hand over her mouth to hide her obvious smile.
The Grand Sorcerer stood and turned to the ladies: "I hope this man's punishment is satisfactory."
The three victims of his all nodded.
"Good," he said walking over to Kern. He placed two of his fingers on Kern's forehead.
His entire tingled and it felt like an actual weight was being lifted off his body. His breathed in a deep sigh of relief. It's gone. The curse has been lifted.
"Thank you your excellency," he said trying to sound as humble as possible. He bowed as well, but realized he must look foolish there naked with cum running down his leg and dripping out of his asshole.
"You are free to go," the Grand Sorcerer stated. "I warn you though do not end up here again. Or next time your punishment will be far worse than you can imagine."
Kern kept his eyes downcast and mumbled "yes I understand."
"Now go!" he commanded.
Kern bent over to grab his clothes and get dressed, but realized they had been torn to bits. He almost asked for a new pair, but immediately thought better of it. Instead he grabbed the clothes and placed what was left of them in front of cock and balls and walked naked out of the room.
Several of the girls giggled in delight. He ignored them and didn't look back. Even though he was almost naked few people in the palace paid him any mind. A couple gave him curious looks as the guards escorted him, but it was clear they were used to seeing strange sights, because they didn't stand gawking at him.
He tried asking if there was somewhere he could get some clothes before leaving, but when one of the guards suggested returning to the Grand Sorcerer and asking him, he thought better of it.
He'd have to either walk the entire way back like this or find something on the way. He hadn't brought any coin with him so he'd probably be walking back. More humiliation. More embarrassment. He'd learned his lesson that was for sure.
The walk back to the White Swan was just as embarrassing and humiliating as he had expected. He tried to avoid the eyes and stares and keep his head down. At least his shoes hadn't been mangled.
An hour later he entered the inn and within three steps the fat little round innkeeper was there.
"And what do this be?" he said shaking his head. Kern's face flushed red. "This will scare my patrons away. Hurry to your room!"
Kern actually obeyed, but just as he reached the stairs he saw Malek sweeping the floor. The boy looked up and grinned. Kern's would have flushed even more red, but he was still blushing from the innkeeper seeing him.
Kern quickly averted his eyes from Malek's and ran up the stairs. He barged through his door and slammed it shut. He sighed. Finally, this nightmare is over.
He dropped his clothes and realized his cock was starting to stir to life. That's odd he hadn't been thinking of all the pussy he was going to get. And then he realized he had just seen Malek. His cock sprang to life. Bloody hell, the curse was gone. He felt it. No, no, no it wasn't Malek he was tired and humiliated and exhausted. His body was just reacting strangely. Yes that had to be it.
He needed a nap. Moments later he was dreaming. But not of Shala's wet pussy as he thought he should have been. Instead he dreamt of Malek's ass.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
The Coming of Age of Alerick - Chapter 5
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As Alerick and his brothers approached Sapirio he prayed that they would be staying at the Seven Wonders this evening for the Festival of the Birds. It would certainly make things a lot easier. If not then he'd have to find a way to sneak away. But his plans still might go according to plan if Rikkard wasn't available for whatever reason. Again he prayed that that wasn't the case. Their cart took the same familiar route through the town, which was good. Of course he could have just asked, but he didn't want it to sound suspicious or anything. Why should he care where they were staying? He was there for the Festival not the accommodations, so he kept his mouth closed.
As soon as the cart turned on to the same street as the Seven Wonders he breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled, things were certainly going according to plan.
The room they got was small and cramped to say the least. It was no bigger than his room back home and he that to himself. But as Taarik had said they were only spending one night and planned on spending most of that night out and about. As soon they went downstairs to the tavern to get something to eat before the sun went down he knew it was obvious the town was ready to celebrate. The entire tavern was decorated and the serving girls were dressed up in elaborate bird-like costumes. His village celebrated the festival as well, but it simple, a feast and a dance. Each year a few villagers would dress up, but the costumes were simple. But these costumes were so elaborate he thought. Every patron had something on that symbolized the holiday. The men that had hats on each had one feather sticking out of their caps while the women had more extravagant and showy hats with dozens of bird feathers sticking out.
About an hour after the sun went down the four of them headed in to the streets where they found a town that had transformed itself in to a wild party. They could barely walk through the thongs of people wearing bird costumes – some looked like real birds while others were just fantastical. He had to admit that it was exciting. Even if he wasn't able to meet Rikkard the trip would be worth it. He'd have something to remember and talk about for years. He hadn't seen Rikkard since they arrived. But he also hadn't gone in to the other half of the Seven Wonders either. He knew his brothers would stay out most of the nigh,t if not the whole night, so after a few more drinks he'd be able to slip away without too much fuss.
There were entertainers on every corner, in every tavern, and even on the roofs of some of the buildings. He'd never seen anything like it. Singers, flutists, guitarists, harpists, acrobats, dancers, jugglers, storytellers, and magicians. The town was packed with every sort of entertainment that there was. If a storyteller visited his village once a quarter the village was in a flurry. Each time he stopped he was amazed all over again. But after a couple of hours of wondering through the town his thoughts started to drift to Rikkard. It was almost time. And he had to put his next plan in to action. Taarik was wanting to go one way while his other brother was wanting to go another way. It was time.
"I'll go with Chaunn," Alerick said.
"Oh alright," Taarik grumbled. "I guess we can split up."
His plan was working smoothly. Chaunn and he found a tavern where a troop of acrobatic dancers were performing. They decided to stop and watch the action. Chaunn slammed down a couple of drinks and before long Alerick knew he was drunk. It was obvious since he was swaying and slurring his words. And what was even better there was girl that was giving him looks from across the way. She had blue and white feathers strung through her long dark hair.
"Chaunn, that girl over there keeps looking at you," he whispered. "I think she likes you."
Finally he noticed and that was all it took. A few minutes he approached and they laughed and giggled for another few minutes. Then they started kissing. It was time.
Alerick ran over to his brother and grabbed his arm.
Chaunn turned around with drunken annoyance, "what do you want Alerick, I'm busy."
"I'm going to find Taarik," he said.
"Year whatever," he said and quickly turned back to focus on the girl's lips. Alerick even caught a glimpse of him massaging her breasts. It was hard to believe that no one even gave them a second glance. It seemed the whole village had the 'anything goes' attitude during the Festival.
He ran out of the tavern and made his way back to the Seven Wonders as quickly as he could, which turned out not to be very quick at all since he had to fight his way through the crowd.
…to be continued...contact me at SexSorcerer@gmail.com.
As Alerick and his brothers approached Sapirio he prayed that they would be staying at the Seven Wonders this evening for the Festival of the Birds. It would certainly make things a lot easier. If not then he'd have to find a way to sneak away. But his plans still might go according to plan if Rikkard wasn't available for whatever reason. Again he prayed that that wasn't the case. Their cart took the same familiar route through the town, which was good. Of course he could have just asked, but he didn't want it to sound suspicious or anything. Why should he care where they were staying? He was there for the Festival not the accommodations, so he kept his mouth closed.
As soon as the cart turned on to the same street as the Seven Wonders he breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled, things were certainly going according to plan.
The room they got was small and cramped to say the least. It was no bigger than his room back home and he that to himself. But as Taarik had said they were only spending one night and planned on spending most of that night out and about. As soon they went downstairs to the tavern to get something to eat before the sun went down he knew it was obvious the town was ready to celebrate. The entire tavern was decorated and the serving girls were dressed up in elaborate bird-like costumes. His village celebrated the festival as well, but it simple, a feast and a dance. Each year a few villagers would dress up, but the costumes were simple. But these costumes were so elaborate he thought. Every patron had something on that symbolized the holiday. The men that had hats on each had one feather sticking out of their caps while the women had more extravagant and showy hats with dozens of bird feathers sticking out.
About an hour after the sun went down the four of them headed in to the streets where they found a town that had transformed itself in to a wild party. They could barely walk through the thongs of people wearing bird costumes – some looked like real birds while others were just fantastical. He had to admit that it was exciting. Even if he wasn't able to meet Rikkard the trip would be worth it. He'd have something to remember and talk about for years. He hadn't seen Rikkard since they arrived. But he also hadn't gone in to the other half of the Seven Wonders either. He knew his brothers would stay out most of the nigh,t if not the whole night, so after a few more drinks he'd be able to slip away without too much fuss.
There were entertainers on every corner, in every tavern, and even on the roofs of some of the buildings. He'd never seen anything like it. Singers, flutists, guitarists, harpists, acrobats, dancers, jugglers, storytellers, and magicians. The town was packed with every sort of entertainment that there was. If a storyteller visited his village once a quarter the village was in a flurry. Each time he stopped he was amazed all over again. But after a couple of hours of wondering through the town his thoughts started to drift to Rikkard. It was almost time. And he had to put his next plan in to action. Taarik was wanting to go one way while his other brother was wanting to go another way. It was time.
"I'll go with Chaunn," Alerick said.
"Oh alright," Taarik grumbled. "I guess we can split up."
His plan was working smoothly. Chaunn and he found a tavern where a troop of acrobatic dancers were performing. They decided to stop and watch the action. Chaunn slammed down a couple of drinks and before long Alerick knew he was drunk. It was obvious since he was swaying and slurring his words. And what was even better there was girl that was giving him looks from across the way. She had blue and white feathers strung through her long dark hair.
"Chaunn, that girl over there keeps looking at you," he whispered. "I think she likes you."
Finally he noticed and that was all it took. A few minutes he approached and they laughed and giggled for another few minutes. Then they started kissing. It was time.
Alerick ran over to his brother and grabbed his arm.
Chaunn turned around with drunken annoyance, "what do you want Alerick, I'm busy."
"I'm going to find Taarik," he said.
"Year whatever," he said and quickly turned back to focus on the girl's lips. Alerick even caught a glimpse of him massaging her breasts. It was hard to believe that no one even gave them a second glance. It seemed the whole village had the 'anything goes' attitude during the Festival.
He ran out of the tavern and made his way back to the Seven Wonders as quickly as he could, which turned out not to be very quick at all since he had to fight his way through the crowd.
…to be continued...contact me at SexSorcerer@gmail.com.
The Coming of Age of Alerick - Chapter 4
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When Alerick woke up in the morning he couldn't help but think of Rikkard. And thoughts of the man from the brothel kept filling his head throughout the day. No matter how hard he tried to push them away they wouldn't go. This went on for weeks after his second visit with to the man.
He whacked off at least once a day thinking about him. And he couldn't wait for his next visit to the brothel. A few times he even massaged his asshole while he thought about how Rikkard had touched him there and how amazing it felt. When he rubbed his hole himself it felt good – but nothing like when Rikkard had done it. He wished he could find a way to stay all day in the brothel, but his brothers always finished so quickly and he didn't want to make them suspicious. He was always the last one to finish as it was. Of course they would have a drink of two in the tavern while they waited so they didn't mind too much. None of them were ever particularly eager to get back to their mundane lives. Perhaps he could convince his brothers to stay in town for a few nights when the annual Festival of Birds took place. Ever since he could remember the Festival of Birds in Sapirio was talked about. And it coincided with their next trip to town, or it would be close enough that it could be arranged. But how would they be able to convince their parents to let them go?
"Taarik," he called out after finding his eldest brother.
"What do you need brother?" his brother answered.
"I was wondering about next month when we go to town. It'll be the Festival of Birds, do you think we could go? Maybe even stay the night?" he asked hesitantly.
"Hmm…Festival of Birds. Never been, but always wanted to go. I doubt Ma and Pa would let you go though. Too young they'll say I'm sure of it," he said.
"Oh please Taarik you can convince them I know you can," he said. "It'll be so much fun. Who is the last person from our village to attend the Festival?"
"Hmmm…must have been the Waylon brothers," he sneered. "They talked about it for three years till they left the village." He paused then continued, "would be nice for us to have something to talk about. It's been a very good year so we do have some extra coin. Not sure if I can convince the lady though. I'll think about it."
Well that was good enough. He just hoped Taarik could convince everybody involved. He didn't know if Taarik's wife or their parents would be harder. Of course his brothers could end up going and leave him behind. That would be the worst scenario because then he wouldn't be able to visit Rikkard for two months.
Over the course of the next week he didn't mention the Festival again to Taarik and he finally accepted that they wouldn't be going. Oh well, it was worth a shot, he thought.
"Brother," he heard Taarik call out. Alerick stopped and turned around. "Looks like we'll be going to the Festival. Only gonna stay one night though and we'll all be sharing one room."
"Really?" he said in amazement. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. How in the world did Taarik convince everybody? "Ma and Pa said it would be okay?"
"Well not at first," he spat. "But I told them I was taking you and that was that. They eventually agreed."
Alerick smiled and thanked him. Taarik was trying his best to assert his own authority and became the head of the family. That's the real reason he pushed the issue. It wasn't for Alerick's benefit. But who cared – he was going to the Festival!
Then he ran off in to the woods where he pulled out his cock and whacked off. Just the thought of spending the night in Sapirio had made him so damn horny. He didn't think it would be too hard to slip away from his brothers at the Festival. Well at least he hoped it wouldn't be. Now he had to find a way to be alone with Rikkard. He hoped it wouldn't be too hard.
It only took a couple of days for the word to spread throughout the village that they were going to the Festival of Birds. All of his friends were insanely jealous. And he was loving every moment. It wasn't often he was the center of attention. He had been for a few days after his first visit to the brothel, but only to the younger kids who were still waiting to become men themselves. And since he hadn't technically become a man that time around he didn't go around boasting about it.
The Festival of Birds though that was something he was going to boast about and rub it in their faces. He didn't feel bad about it either because he knew they would do the same thing if they were in his position. What he didn't tell them was that he was going to try to spend as little time enjoying the Festival as possible. Instead he hoped to spend the majority of the time enjoying Rikkard.
He'd have to take in as much of the Festival in as little time as possible though just so he'd have something to talk about it when he came back. Oh man he was so excited. He wished he could somehow send Rikkard a message or something to let him know he was coming. Bloody hell he thought as he felt his cock stir to life. Every time he thought too long about Rikkard his dick came to life. He adjusted himself so he wouldn't be accidentally embarrassed in case anybody saw him. Lately though his ass even came to life when he thought about Rikkard. These days it seemed his hole wanted just as much attention.
Well he hadn't whacked off today so he guessed it was about time. He ran in to the woods and found a secluded spot where he undid his trousers and pushed his pants down around his ankles. He stroked his boy dick imagining Rikkard whacking him off, pumping his hard dick and then flipping him over and playing with his asshole. Ohhhhh, he started to moan as he came to the edge. He stroked faster. Almost. He took in a deep breath and clenched his teeth as he went over the edge. Yessssss, he moaned as he started to shoot all over the tree he was standing in front of. He bent over and grabbed his knees while he caught his breath. He wiped his hand on the ground and pulled up his trousers. His saw his semen on the tree running toward the ground. He giggled because it made him think of white sap pouring out from its bark.
…to be continued...contact me at SexSorcerer@gmail.com.
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When Alerick woke up in the morning he couldn't help but think of Rikkard. And thoughts of the man from the brothel kept filling his head throughout the day. No matter how hard he tried to push them away they wouldn't go. This went on for weeks after his second visit with to the man.
He whacked off at least once a day thinking about him. And he couldn't wait for his next visit to the brothel. A few times he even massaged his asshole while he thought about how Rikkard had touched him there and how amazing it felt. When he rubbed his hole himself it felt good – but nothing like when Rikkard had done it. He wished he could find a way to stay all day in the brothel, but his brothers always finished so quickly and he didn't want to make them suspicious. He was always the last one to finish as it was. Of course they would have a drink of two in the tavern while they waited so they didn't mind too much. None of them were ever particularly eager to get back to their mundane lives. Perhaps he could convince his brothers to stay in town for a few nights when the annual Festival of Birds took place. Ever since he could remember the Festival of Birds in Sapirio was talked about. And it coincided with their next trip to town, or it would be close enough that it could be arranged. But how would they be able to convince their parents to let them go?
"Taarik," he called out after finding his eldest brother.
"What do you need brother?" his brother answered.
"I was wondering about next month when we go to town. It'll be the Festival of Birds, do you think we could go? Maybe even stay the night?" he asked hesitantly.
"Hmm…Festival of Birds. Never been, but always wanted to go. I doubt Ma and Pa would let you go though. Too young they'll say I'm sure of it," he said.
"Oh please Taarik you can convince them I know you can," he said. "It'll be so much fun. Who is the last person from our village to attend the Festival?"
"Hmmm…must have been the Waylon brothers," he sneered. "They talked about it for three years till they left the village." He paused then continued, "would be nice for us to have something to talk about. It's been a very good year so we do have some extra coin. Not sure if I can convince the lady though. I'll think about it."
Well that was good enough. He just hoped Taarik could convince everybody involved. He didn't know if Taarik's wife or their parents would be harder. Of course his brothers could end up going and leave him behind. That would be the worst scenario because then he wouldn't be able to visit Rikkard for two months.
Over the course of the next week he didn't mention the Festival again to Taarik and he finally accepted that they wouldn't be going. Oh well, it was worth a shot, he thought.
"Brother," he heard Taarik call out. Alerick stopped and turned around. "Looks like we'll be going to the Festival. Only gonna stay one night though and we'll all be sharing one room."
"Really?" he said in amazement. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. How in the world did Taarik convince everybody? "Ma and Pa said it would be okay?"
"Well not at first," he spat. "But I told them I was taking you and that was that. They eventually agreed."
Alerick smiled and thanked him. Taarik was trying his best to assert his own authority and became the head of the family. That's the real reason he pushed the issue. It wasn't for Alerick's benefit. But who cared – he was going to the Festival!
Then he ran off in to the woods where he pulled out his cock and whacked off. Just the thought of spending the night in Sapirio had made him so damn horny. He didn't think it would be too hard to slip away from his brothers at the Festival. Well at least he hoped it wouldn't be. Now he had to find a way to be alone with Rikkard. He hoped it wouldn't be too hard.
It only took a couple of days for the word to spread throughout the village that they were going to the Festival of Birds. All of his friends were insanely jealous. And he was loving every moment. It wasn't often he was the center of attention. He had been for a few days after his first visit to the brothel, but only to the younger kids who were still waiting to become men themselves. And since he hadn't technically become a man that time around he didn't go around boasting about it.
The Festival of Birds though that was something he was going to boast about and rub it in their faces. He didn't feel bad about it either because he knew they would do the same thing if they were in his position. What he didn't tell them was that he was going to try to spend as little time enjoying the Festival as possible. Instead he hoped to spend the majority of the time enjoying Rikkard.
He'd have to take in as much of the Festival in as little time as possible though just so he'd have something to talk about it when he came back. Oh man he was so excited. He wished he could somehow send Rikkard a message or something to let him know he was coming. Bloody hell he thought as he felt his cock stir to life. Every time he thought too long about Rikkard his dick came to life. He adjusted himself so he wouldn't be accidentally embarrassed in case anybody saw him. Lately though his ass even came to life when he thought about Rikkard. These days it seemed his hole wanted just as much attention.
Well he hadn't whacked off today so he guessed it was about time. He ran in to the woods and found a secluded spot where he undid his trousers and pushed his pants down around his ankles. He stroked his boy dick imagining Rikkard whacking him off, pumping his hard dick and then flipping him over and playing with his asshole. Ohhhhh, he started to moan as he came to the edge. He stroked faster. Almost. He took in a deep breath and clenched his teeth as he went over the edge. Yessssss, he moaned as he started to shoot all over the tree he was standing in front of. He bent over and grabbed his knees while he caught his breath. He wiped his hand on the ground and pulled up his trousers. His saw his semen on the tree running toward the ground. He giggled because it made him think of white sap pouring out from its bark.
…to be continued...contact me at SexSorcerer@gmail.com.
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