Deviant Magic

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Deviant Magic Episode. 06 – Access

I hear the creaking of the door as I wake up. My tunic is still pulled up to chest and my cock is hanging over my balls when I hear the door open. I sit up and see Milo in the doorway slowly closing the door. How long was I asleep?

He must have seen that I was asleep and closed the door. I look at him and our eyes meet.

It takes a second, but I realise my entire naked crotch is in view of this 10-year-old boy. I sit up and push my tunic down over my knees again.

"Oh shit, sorry Milo." I say as I cough and cover myself looking embarrassed. "What are you doing here? Everything okay?"

Milo slowly opens the door and steps in. "I was hoping you could show me some magic..."

I'm now sitting on the bed and I throw my eye to the floor where I had shot my load before. It's all gone... I must have been asleep for a while.

"Maybe some other time Milo. I'm tired from the road."

Milo nods and heads down the stairs. I noticed his eyes were constantly going to my cock. He must have been surprised to open the door and find me sleeping half naked.

It's dark out but it's still pretty early in the evening. The shock from waking up and seeing Milo and being naked is enough to jolt my body into wakefulness and I decide I'll stay awake for a little while longer before going to bed for the night.

I head back downstairs and talk to Lana. I tell her about charging coin for giving massages like Tyra had taught me.

"Now, didn't I tell you, you would find something to make coin on. It's a shame Tyra had to go, I knew her, you know. We would go for walks together sometimes. I heard about her sister falling ill. I guess she decided to go and take care of her after all. Feel free to use your room upstairs as long as you like. Maybe give me and Geoff a massage once in a while is all" Lana says as she chuckles.

"Me too! I want one." Milo yells from across the room where he's playing with some toys carved from wood. Looks like a large ogre, or man, and some smaller people.

I notice that Milo seems to be rubbing his right eye a lot and it's a bit red. I wonder if he's okay.

"Sure, thing boss." I say as I nod my head to Milo with a laugh.

These guys have made me feel so at home here already. I decide to finally show how little I know about the world by asking Lana about the strange wood contraption she has hanging from the roof.

"Oh dear. You've never seen a water guide before? It generates water from a flow stone inside the large bucket at the top. The stone ensures that the bucket is always full of water. Then this rope here, makes it easy to control the flow as we fill our tankards with water. Most people have to pay to recharge their stones every few weeks, but we're blessed that Luria re charges the stone when she swings by. Same for our kindling stones." She says as she points to stones on the table

Pretty fascinating how much magic helps non-mages in their everyday life.

I thank her and ask if I can borrow or purchase some paper and ink from her. I decide if I'm going to make money, I need to write up a service ad.

Lana opens a drawer in the cupboard across the room next to Milo and hands me some ink and paper. Tells me it's nothing to worry about and that I don't have to pay.

I thank her as I walk out of the house. I don't want to tell them that I can't read as I'm worried it will make its way back to Luria somehow and I would die from shame. I'd rather pay someone to write what I need. I'm currently richer that I've ever been, all from that one job. I have 2 gold, 2 silver and 5 bronze coins.

I walk across the town square and the large fountain as I make my way to the tavern. With the papyrus and ink in my pocket. As I step in, I try to look around the room to see if I can find the helpful man from before but he's nowhere to be seen.

The bar maid had been fairly rude before, so I decide not to push my luck with her. I'm thinking I need to be on her good side if I want to post a note here and have it stay up.

I spot a lone man sitting with a tankard of beer and a plate of chicken and peas in front of him. I walk up and take a seat next to him.

"Could I interest you in 5 copper coins to write a note for me?" I say to the man.

He looks over at me, he's older and looks worn and grumpy with messy grey black hair. "Make it 7 coppers and it'll be worth my time boy".

I nod and take out the papyrus and ink.

I direct him what to write.

"A massage service is offered by young man situated above the Smith's shop. Knock on my door and ease your aching body."

Sounds alright, I think. I've never written an ad before, but I think of how wonderful it felt to be massaged by Tyra and how my body was aching all over without me realising. Yea, this sounds okay.

I thank the man and pay him his 7 coppers as I take the note to the bar maid.

"Could I post this on the board, and have it stay there?" I say as I place the note on the table so she can read it as I give her a silver coin.

"Sure luv, I'll make sure of it." She says with a big smile as she takes the silver and pockets it.

I go over to the large board and place it as central as I can.

I decide to stay for a meal as I order some food and a beer. I scarf down the food before I start walking home. Feeling slightly affected by beer.

It's late evening by the time I get back. I open the door and say good night to Lana, Milo and Geoff before I head upstairs to my room.

I get into bed and drape a large furry pelt over me for comfort as I lay down and start drifting off to sleep.

The climate is really warm here most year around, but we get some heavy rain seasons after summer.

I finally fall asleep as my body is aching from exhaustion over having walked for 3 days straight and slept outside.

I jump up as someone is banging on my door. Sounds metallic. I sit up and stare at the door.

Bang, bang, bang. "Hey! You said to knock. Hiccup" A man yells from outside as he bangs on the door.

I run over and open the door and I nearly jump back as a guard is standing before me. It's pitch-black out and I figure it must be nearly the middle of the night judging from the moon.

In the doorway is a guard, dressed in full red metal armour with a spear in his hand as he leans against the door frame. His face is covered by a red metallic mouthguard.

"Shh, don't yell, man. There's a family sleeping below us." I say immediately as I rub my eyes and trying to wake myself up.

"Oh, shit. Shh. Yea. Fuck. Sorry... You said to knock if we wanted a massage. So, you know... knock." He says in a hushed tone as he laughs and steps into the room forcing me to take a step aside.

I hadn't expected someone this late and honestly, I didn't even have any massage oil.

"Man, I wasn't prepared for you right now. I don't even have oil..." I start saying as I'm interrupted by him as he starts taking off his helmet.

He takes off the red helmet and he has long blond hair that comes flying out and hanging straight down across his metal armour. He puts his spear down as he turns around. His face is rugged, he has a scar on his right cheek under his eye and he has a smooth chin. His eyes are a deep green colour and his eyebrows match his dirt blond hair, they are thick and full eyebrows. He's elven and looks to be maybe 30 or so but it's hard to tell as elves age differently.

"Help me get out of this uniform." He says as he turns around again and kneels down.

I walk up to him and put my hands inside where his armour plates meets and try to find the clasps or something, but I've never seen something like this in my life and have no clue what to do.

Realising my lack of knowledge, he begins to guide me. I find and remove the metal buckle holding leather straps around his shoulders and then his lower back as we place each metal piece aside one by one.

When all pieces are off, he's standing in a very thin white shirt without any sleeves, showing his shoulders, and similar thin white flowing pants. The fabric looks thinner than any clothing I've seen, and I can see through it, pretty clearly. Must be made thin so he doesn't overheat in the sun I'm guessing.

He's slightly shorter than me at 5'7 foot and he has muscles all across his body and his upper chest is incredibly hairy with blond hair rippling across his mountain peaks, he calls pectoral muscles and down his eight-pack abs. he's clearly quite drunk as well, as he frequently needs to balance himself on me.

I tell him again that I wasn't prepared for a client this late and that I don't even have any oil to use.

He fumbles over his words as he informs me that he finishes his shifts late and that earning coin shouldn't be time bound. He then walks over to the bed and takes off his shirt and lies down, face first.

I guess he has a point... But still... It's the middle of the night. I guess I can't look a gift unicorn in the mouth, as they say.

I move over and sit next to him on the bed as I feel slightly nervous over giving my first massage. Tyra taught me some great basics and even told me how to try and seduce a client so they would ask for more, and consequentially, pay more. I decided to reserve those tricks for any female clients I got.

I light my only candle in the room by focusing my magic on the wick, it goes purple for a second before looking like a normal flame. The moonlight is giving me a pretty strong light from outside, but I want to be able to see clearly if I'm gonna do this.

I start kneading his firm shoulders as I make sure to avoid a large bruise, he has on his right shoulder blade. I begin working down the sides of his spine with circular motions as I was taught, and I can tell he enjoys the sensation. His head is turned to me and I can see him smiling. He's hairless on his back except for a small portion on his lower back where he has a little fuzzy blond patch of hair.

He tells me that him and a few of his colleagues went to the tavern for drinks after their late-night shift had ended. He knew Tyra had left and was upset as he had gotten into 2 fights today and his body was sore from exertion. That's when he had noticed my note and decided to swing by.

I don't say anything as I continue to focus on what I'm doing. Eventually I start working down his arm and his biceps are huge. As I squeeze them, I feel a twinge of jealousy and I resolve myself to work out the next morning to keep my physique growing.

As I'm sitting on the right side of his body, I'm in my tunic and sitting on my knees as I massage his back. I massage his hand and I move it to rest on top of my knee. Then I start massaging up towards his biceps. When I'm done, I lay his arm down on the bed, but he moves it and rests his palm on the inside of my thigh.

Oh no, I hope he's not expecting anything. I'm not planning to be sexual with men. I shift my body slightly so I'm a bit further away from his hand as his fingers were almost touching my cock.

I eventually get up and move over to the other side of the bed. As the bed is in the middle of the room it provides great room to move around. Although the ceiling comes down a bit more on the left-hand side of the bed, so I have to duck a bit. I start massaging his other arm and again, I feel his hand on my inner thigh as I try to place it flat on the bed. I stand back up and ask him to remove his pants so I can work on his legs.

He tells me to do it.

Ugh. Drunk people...

I start pulling down his white pants as he lifts his ass up in the air making it easier for me. He's wearing some strange loin cloth I've never seen before. As his ass comes bare I see it more clearly.

It's pretty much a small string going around his waist and down his ass crack. I see cloth covering his cock and balls but does little else for his ass. As his ass is pushed into the air, I can see his pink asshole clearly.

I put the pants on the floor by the rest of his armour and clothes. I sit back down closer to his feet as I start working up his legs and thighs. He moans as I do this. I can't see his cock but as my hands move towards his ass, I can feel him pushing his hips into the mattress every so slightly. Probably thinking he's being sneaky, the drunken bastard.

I move across to work on his other leg when he speaks up. "You don't have to move around every time. Just sit on me. Tyra used to, and it was fine." He groans, seeming annoyed at me for having to walk around the bed all the time.

"I'm only wearing my tunic. So, no." I state hoping he understands how my legs separated like that would put my cock in his ass crack as I massaged him.

"Nah, don't think my wife would approve of that. Forget it. And for reference, I'm Ryan." He says as he laughs a bit.

Thank god, he has a wife. His hand placement before must have just been a reflex. "I'm Leon. Now turn around Ryan, so I can work your front."

Ryan moves around and looks up at me a few seconds before closing his eyes again. His body is so toned. I start massaging his large pecs and they are so firm I feel like I'm trying to massage stone. I make sure to avoid his nipples to not arouse him. I get a better look at his strange loin cloth and instead of being cloth all around like the ones I'm used to, his is only covering his front with a string going across the top of his waist and around the back.

Must also be to reduce heat in the armour maybe. I wonder what they call it.

I massage down his hairy abs but it's hard to move across his firm body without oil, so I try to make it quick. I lift his arm from his side and hold it in the air to the side of my body with my left hand as I massage up and down his arm with my right hand.

I feel him trying to move his arm. I let him and he moves his arm, so the palm of his hand is resting against my six-pack abs. His fingers start to stroke me as I try to rush the rest of his massage.

I move to his right arm on the other side and do the same thing. This time he moves his hand to rest on my pecs as his fingers trace my muscles. He starts to run his fingers across my right nipple when I forcibly put his arm down.

I move down and work a bit more on his leg. I hold his leg and as I lift it up to get a good grip as I massage the back of his calf, I can see his ass exposed. He's quite hairy on his firm mounds and down his crack. Blond hair everywhere.

I finish his left leg as I tell him it's done.

He lays in bed and stretches for few moments before sitting up and walking over to get dressed. He hands me 4 silver coins. Wow. That's a lot of money for roughly 40 minutes of work.

I feel suddenly much more obliged to help him, and with his guidance, I get him fully geared up in his red armour. Before he leaves, he thanks me.

"I'll double that pay next time if you get oil and relax a bit more. You were so nervous I almost want to give you a massage." He says with a chuckle.

Wow, Tyra was right, there is good money in this. I give him a nod as I close the door behind him as he takes pretty loud steps down the staircase.

I go back to sleep immediately.

The next morning, I decide I have to find massage oil before any more people start coming, expecting the same level of experience as they had with Tyra before.

I share some breakfast with Lana, Geoff and Milo before I head out looking for supplies. I find a shop with a large potion logo at the front on a sign. I step in and I'm accosted by smells of various degrees. Bottles and bottles line shelves inside this tiny shop.

The older man running the shop approaches me and asks if he can help me find what I need. I ask for massage oil and he shows me a whole row of bottles with small parchments with texts underneath them... Again, with the stupid words I can't read.

I ask him simply for a good oil that wouldn't cost too much and would be usable on all races.

He gives me a large green bottle. Only 1 silver coin for it. Working with dad 1 silver would have been 3 days worth of work. Now I don't even think about it as I pay the silver haired man and go back home.

As I'm walking up the stairs to my bedroom to put away the oil there's an older man waiting for me. The man, human, seems to be in his 50's and rather wealthy judging from the intricate patterns on his clothes.

I let him in and give him a massage without any hassle. The oil I got seems to heat up as well which added a nice touch for the man. He pays me a whole gold coin for the hour it took.

It's only midday and I've already made lots.

During the remainder of the day I spend some time with Lana as she mends Milo's broken clothes. I only have 2 other customers throughout the day, and I earn another gold piece and 4 silvers.

As I go to sleep, I hope I won't be bothered by that late-night guard again.

I'm glad when I wake up as the sun is rising, undisturbed. I start my day with running followed by a morning swim in the river that goes around the city. I then go have some breakfast in the tavern, feeling a bit self-indulgent after earning more money in the last few days than I've ever seen in my life.

I spend the morning wandering around the stalls in the market as I browse some of the clothes. I'd like to wear something different, but all the nice quality clothing is almost a gold each and I resign myself to wait until I have access to the library.

By midday I make sure to go back home to be available for any clients. I only get 1 person the entire day which earns me a gold coin.

Every person I massage seems to be coming from wealthier backgrounds. All men. Which I gather might be because of the tavern I posted my note in, is mostly filled with men. I wonder how I might attract some girls?...

I go to sleep and again, I'm undisturbed through the night.

When I wake up, I feel my sexual urge has become quite active again and I know I have to find release. I slept in a bit and I decide to jerk off in bed.

As I whip my cock out from under my tunic and start stroking it as the door opens and Milo steps in. I immediately pull my tunic back down and pretend like I was just stretching.

He asks if I will play with him. He looks a bit upset so I agree to spending some time with him. We end up walking along the river at the north of the city as we throw rocks into the water and Milo tells me how he wants to become a battle mage when he grows up.

We walk around for a while and return and share food with Lana and Geoff. I spend most of the day in the vicinity of the house to make sure I don't miss anyone knocking but throughout the day I only get 2 guys coming over for massage. One of the guys clearly tries to make it sexual as he grabs my cock twice and then when he turned on his back his skinny 4-inch cock stood at full mast. I tried to be as polite as I could as I turned him down and avoided massaging anywhere near it. The guy only paid me 5 silvers but said he would pay 2 gold coin next time if I gave him what he wanted... I might...

I spend the late evening with the family as they tell me about Luria and how worried they were that she would want to become a warrior mage. Apparently, she was quite the wild child when she was younger, always playing with her father's swords.

It gets really dark and I say goodnight to the family. As I step outside to go upstairs, I see Ryan leaning against the wood railing outside my door.

He's not in uniform this time. Instead he's wearing a more normal white shirt with sleeves and black leather pants which hug his thick thighs. His hair flows backwards down his backside as he looks at me as I walk up.

"I thought you'd never get here. I want another massage, if you're free." He says with confidence.

Damn. I had hoped to crawl in bed and jerk off as my build up is starting to affect me and I feel my balls twitching for release.

"Sure. I've gotten better since last time, you were my first. And I also have oil now." I say trying to sell him on something he's already wanting.

"Your first ey. Hope I was gentle" He says with a smirk as I open the door and let him in. He slaps my ass, but I know it was only meant as a joke and I laugh a bit as well.

As he steps in, he looks around at my desk, my bed and my bedside table before speaking. "One thing I don't understand. Why does a mage, like yourself bother with such a specialised job?"

The room is still dark except for moonlight, and I was going to wait until he was face down on my bed before I lit the wick of my candle with magic. But since he knows. I look at it and it sparks alive, first purple then normal flame as I let it burn naturally. "How did you know I was a mage?"

He laughs as he sits down on the bed. "I was pretty drunk last time, but I couldn't help but notice that you don't have any kindling stones out, like most people. I also caught the purple light, last time. So...?"

He's clever. I give him that. "I need the coin. I did a job from the tavern and it took me nearly a week and earned me 2 gold coins, when I can make almost 2 gold coins a day, doing this."

He looks me up and down. "So, coin is your thing. You want to live a rich man's life? Is that it?"

Why does he even care? I feel like he has an angle to what he's saying. But I don't know what, yet.

"I've never cared about coin. But now I need it for something, so, I care." I say as I cross my arms.

"What are you saving for?" He pushes on.

"I'm not sure I should tell you. Why do you care?" I push back.

"Because I think you're saving money to get into the library. And if you are, then you, kid, must not know who I am. And I find that... intriguing." He says with a smile on his face.

"So, what if I'm trying to save money for the library. Also, I don't care who you are... You're some guard." I say feeling annoyed that he's questioning me like this. Who does he think he is? Calling me kid. I'm 16, and I'm a mage.

"Come here" He says with a smile as he urges me to sit next to him.

As I move closer, he grabs my tunic and throws me onto the bed as he straddles me. His hands are keeping my arms down on each side of my face. His face is only inches away from me and his blond hair hangs down like a curtain, separating our faces from the rest of the world.

I'm not afraid as it didn't hurt and he's still smiling. His teeth are incredibly white. I can tell he's not truly being aggressive.

"I've killed men for lesser insults." He says calmly, not moving his face.

"Well, I'm not a child. Insults go both ways mister." I hear myself sounding childish as I say the words but it's too late. My hormones got the best of me.

He laughs as he keeps his green eyes on me. It's like a mixture of him being angry and intrigued at the same time. "My name is Ryan, they call me Ryan the Red. I'm one of the three generals of the Crimson Legion, tasked with guarding the eastern regions of Gaia."

Oh! So, he's not just another soldier then... I might be in trouble...

I don't know much about the legion. They rarely showed up in Treya. I know that they are split up into the four colors of the elements and protect the entire known world, Gaia. The red legion covers the eastern land mass. The Blue Legion covers the West, Green to the south and Yellow to the North. They keep the peace and they report to the kings in the city of Trinia, the world capital.

I don't know what to say. So, I say nothing. I simply stare at him as he stares at me.

"I killed those bandits!" I suddenly yell.

Ryan backs away and sits down by my feet.

I drag my feet closer to my body as I sit up on my elbows. Where did that come from? I did not intend to say anything... It only takes a second before I feel Vox. Somehow, he felt the need to interfere...

Ryan is nearly sitting on my feet as he looks at me. "Those bandits we found the other week, north of the city? That was you?"

I can't take back what I said. I'm getting really worried I might be in trouble. I don't know how this stuff works. "Um. Yea. They tried to kill me. So..." I say as I lay back down looking straight up at the ceiling with my legs raised to give room for Ryan. I put my hands over my face. "My god showed me images of what they had done to people... I got angry..." I confess.

"You did a good thing kid, you clearly have a huge set of hairless balls. And I'm not just saying that because I can clearly see them. But because killing... isn't easy." He says.

What is he saying? I remove my hands from my face and look down at him. SHIT! The way I'm laying down with me knees up and separated opens up my tunic and where Ryan is sitting, he can stare straight down at my cock and balls.

I panic and slam my knees together, so aggressively they make a loud clanking noise as I shift myself up and throw my legs over the side of the bed.

I look at Ryan and he's barely holding back laughter. I rub the inside of my knees as it actually hurt how hard I smashed them together and I start laughing.

We laugh together for several moments as I rub the red spots on my knees.

Oh, my Vox. Laughing feels good. Truly laughing.

"So, am I in trouble?" I finally say as I look at Ryan.

"Don't go killing just anyone, but as long as they are criminals... Go for it." He says as he pats my back. "I have a suggestion for you. I want you to only massage me from now on. Wait! Before you say anything... I will pay you 2 gold coins every few days or as often as I want to get massaged. And if you agree to this. I'll grant you free access to the library."

"What!? You can do that?" I nearly scream out in joy.

"Shh, there's a family sleeping below us" He says and we both laugh a bit. "Our legion are the protectors of knowledge across the lands. One word from me and you are in. If you want it. Of course."

"Of course, I want it... But why? Why would you do this for me. Just for a massage? Was I that good?" I say with a hint of sarcasm and he smirks.

"Well, I may have one more caveat of sorts." He continues.

"Cave... I don't... I don't know what that word means..." I respond feeling childish again.

Ryan continues to smirk. "It means another demand. Although this isn't a demand, more of a request. I want you to help me from time to time. I saw what happened to those men in the forest and if that's any indication to what you can do, we could use you. You'd be paid and we could even train you to become a battle mage."

I'm not exactly sure what a battle mage is but I'm guessing it's someone using magic in battle... Perhaps...

"I'll limit my massages for you, and you only. And I'll consider helping you when the time comes. But I have a lot to learn first."

"Sounds good. Now, about that massage." Ryan says as he stands up and takes off his white shirt showing his white skin with rippled muscles. He looks down at me. "Could you help me out of these pants?" he asks.

I look at the black leather pants. I know he can get out of them himself, he's just being coy.

The pants have strings going left and right down his entire crotch. I'm guessing they must be loosed before he can get out. I start pulling on the strings and I can feel the outline of his cock as my hand grazes over it several times as I undo his pants.

They become loose and I put my hands to his hips as I pull his pants down.

With a loud smack his erect cock slaps me on my upper lip and nose as it comes free. I didn't realise he wasn't wearing his strange loin... string... thing, like he was last time.

I don't say anything as I shove his pants to the floor where he steps out of them. Now standing fully naked in front of me. His straight hair goes just above his nipples. His muscular chest and stomach are now followed up by a cock and hairy balls, also blond like the rest of him. His cock looks different from the ones I've seen. He doesn't have foreskin. It stands straight forward at 6 inches, quite slim and with a purple cock head.

"Stand up" he asks me as he holds out his hand.

I take his hand as I stand up in front of him. He spins me around and starts lifting my tunic. "I won't do, anything you don't want to." He whispers softly as I allow him to move my tunic above my head as I raise my arms and I'm now standing naked with my back against him. I feel his erect cock on my left butt cheek.

He pulls my body close to his and his cock rests in my ass crack and his firm chest feels warm against my back. He starts kissing my neck, just below my left ear where my auburn hair is braided and my earring hangs as he kisses down to my shoulder. Every kiss sends electricity through my body and I shiver in pleasure. He wraps his arms around my stomach as his fingers trace the peaks and valleys of my abs.

I clench them in reflex trying to make them bigger, like his are. His fingers move up and start to encircle my dark nipples and I lean into him as he does this. I haven't played with my nipples a lot and the feeling is very pleasant. I wasn't aware how sensitive I was there.

I'm not sure why I'm allowing all of this. It's not just because he can get me into the library. It's a combination of me already being incredibly horny as well as the fact that he's a pretty good-looking guy.

I let him play with me for a few minutes before he squeezes me into a very tight hug. He could have easily bruised someone less fit than I. I can feel that he's on the verge of aggressive horniness as I take a step forward and turn around.

"Now about that massage" I say as I point to the bed, taking control of the situation. I take a few extra seconds to look at the bed as I know Ryan is exploring my naked body for the first time. I look back at him and his eyes are transfixed on my soft cock. I cough to get his attention.

He lays down on the bed. "You better straddle me this time" He grunts into the mattress.

"And if I don't" I egg him on. He growls into the mattress.

I take the vial of massage oil from the bottom shelf of my bedside table. And in the candle light as our main source of light, I start dripping the oil over his body. Making sure I get his firm ass, as I watch the oil run down his hairy crack and across his pink pucker. He's sporting such muscular cheeks that his hole is always exposed. Like his muscles are working to separate his cheeks in any position.

I start moving my hands across his shoulders and I can feel how stiff he his. It doesn't take long before he looks down at me and grunts in displeasure as I'm still sitting on the right side of his body.

I take the cue and I slide my left leg over his thighs. My legs are spread across either side of his legs and my soft cock hangs down between his thighs, touching the bottom of his balls.

As I slide my hands up his firm back, I lean into his ass feeling my own horniness, now nearly unbearable kick in, and I'm getting the urge to hurt him, just a little. "Is this what you had in mind?" I whisper into his ear as I push my hips into his firm ass, making my cock rest in his crack as I move my hips up and down. My hands are wrapped around the tip of his spine at the base of his neck and I squeeze it a little harder than I should.

He moans in response. I like feeling as if I own him. This naked general is nearly twice my age and built much stronger than I am, and still, he's under my thumb. Quite literally.

I continue to massage his back as I feel his knots easing up and his body relaxing. The more he relaxes the more he subconsciously pushes his ass into my groin.

I'm starting to almost loose control as my cock grows hard and rests between his firm cheeks. I rub my cock between them several times, enjoying the heat and pleasure it sends me.

My urge is to plunge my cock into his ass. It's right there. But another part of me doesn't want to admit, wanting to have sex with another man. I can't distinguish why I'm doing what I'm doing.

My urge overtakes me, and I move my body back a bit as I enjoy the sight of his ass and his balls. I start massaging up his inner thighs, making sure I brush his balls as much as I can.

I slide my hand down the side of his thigh and balls as my hand moves up the front of his stomach grabbing for his cock. I feel it and it feels rock hard, much harder than my cock feels like, even in full glory. I have one arm shoved under his balls as I jerk him off against the mattress as he lifts his ass up in response as he moans in pleasure.

I take my free hand and start circling his hole as I feel him clench a little but then relaxes as he thrusts his cock back and forth into my oil covered hand.

I want to penetrate his ass, but I stop myself. Still feeling confused. I ask him to flip over.

As he does, his cock rests against his stomach. I grab his cut 6-inch cock as I move my hands over it, feeling the differences between his cock and mine. His is harder and slender while mine is thin at the base but then becomes thicker towards the head.

I place myself just below his groin so my now erect 9-inch dick rests next to his. I start jerking him off with one hand as I jerk myself off with the other.

He stares at my body and I feel uncomfortable being glared at. I move my hand to his face and urge him to close his eyes. He does. But he moves his hand up my thigh and wraps itself around my cock as he starts to pull.

I slap his hand away, but he squeezes tightly, and I feel my cock growing a bit more. He doesn't let go.

I try to drag his hand away from my cock, but he still holds on to my cock for dear life. I take my hand and form a fist. I slam it down on his abs without putting too much strength behind it. Just enough to hurt him... a little.

He lets go of my cock and opens his eyes as he looks at me, a bit shocked.

I channel my serious face as I take his jaw in my hand and squeeze it ever so slightly, making his lips pout. "In my house, you follow my rules. Got it?" I say in a hushed but serious tone.

I let go of his cock as I grab both of his wrists and pull them just over his head. I lower my face towards his. As I look at his sharp features with beautiful green eyes, I notice that with his long blond hair splayed out in all directions from his head, he looks almost feminine. It's a strange sight. But it's enough for me to move myself down and stop as our lips are barely touching. His breath goes into mine as our eyes lock.

"Got it?" I repeat while squeezing his wrists a bit tighter.

"Mmhmm" he groans as he nods slightly.

I lick his upper lip and just as he closes his eyes, expecting a kiss, I move away.

I let go of his arms, but he keeps them over his head. I move down his body and place my cock on top of his as I wrap both hands around our mega cock as I start jerking us both off with the oil warming my hands as I slide them up and down.

I'm feeling my own climax build as I watch Ryan's stomach clenching in reaction to my strokes. Eventually he starts shooting his cum up his stomach and chest as he moans. The sight of him twisting underneath me is so erotic I climax. My own cum is overwhelming compared to his but I make sure to stop my own cum as soon as the first wave finishes.

I'm still feeling the afterglow of the orgasm as I move a finger across his chest and gather up some of our combined cum as I shove my finger into his mouth.

He's slightly reluctant at first but then he starts licking my finger like it's a drop of water in a dessert.

"That tastes amazing. Is that your semen?" He says as he begins to drag his own fingers up and down his cum covered chest and licking as much of it as he can.

"Ours... Kind of... mixed, but yea." I say as I look at him in confusion. I've never tasted semen and I have no wish to either.

Eventually he finishes and licks his lips a few times as I lay down on his chest, our now flaccid cocks resting against each other.

I see some cum still underneath his chin. I take my finger and catch it. I bring it to his lips as I coat both his upper and lower lip with it. "Don't touch it. Let it dry. When you're at home later. Lick your lips and think of me" I whisper.

He does as I say, and I lie on top of him for a few moments as we bask in the afterglow. We lay there enjoying the silence before I slide down next to him. My head lands on his long hair and he moves his head slightly to accommodate me. I turn my back to him and drag his arm to drape over me.

We nearly fall asleep and I feel Ryan jump slightly as if falling in a dream. He then sits up and goes over to his clothes and gets dressed.

I turn and look at him as he goes towards the door. "Don't lick your lips until you're at home." I say again.

He turns and looks at me. "You're mine now, don't forget. I'll go first thing in the morning to make sure you have access to the library. I'll tell them to look out for your eyes."

He closes the door and walks down the stairs as I lay back in bed trying to process how and why I liked what just happened.

I look at the candle and will it to go out as I drag my pelt across my body and fall asleep.