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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