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Eric - A fairy Tale revisited and then some Chapter 2
The men rode in silence for several minutes. Eric trailed behind the young Duke. After sometime Richard slowed and motioned Eric to come abreast. "Are you alright Master Eric?" He could several bright welts on the lad's neck where the switch had made contact. Fortunately there were no marks on the boy's exquisite face.
Eric bowed his head " Yes My Lord . I am alright."
"It is good that she missed your face, I should be most unhappy if your face had been harmed" He smiled at Eric
Eric could feel himself blush. What did the man mean by that? His own loins were certainly responding just being with the young duke.
"Master Eric, you know you may look at me, you will not be punished"
Eric glanced up and their eyes met again as they had in the kitchen. Eric's member jumped beneath his tunic. What he did not know was that the young Lord's member also jumped and moved as their eyes met.
They rode in silence for several minutes until they came to gates of the palace. Eric could feel the stares of the guards and the gate keepers as they rode in. He must look like a peasant to them. He hung his head. What disgrace he had brought to his father. Tears set in his eyes as he followed the young duke in to the palace courtyard.
Servants came out to meet them. Richard gave rapid orders to see to his young "friend" he called Eric. The servants helped Eric down with all the courtesy that would afforded any courtier that was visiting the palace.
Richard waited for Eric and proceeded into the palace. Richard pointed out various things as they walked. Eric could scarcely believe what was happening to him.
As they walked through the palace he became increasingly aware of his filthy clothing. He did not fail to notice the looks he was getting from everyone they met.
They came around one corner and Richard exclaimed. "Father! You must meet the son of Sir Robert!"
To Eric's horror there standing in front of him was the duke himself. He dropped to his knees, his head down. Tears were streaming down his face. He could not have been more shamed and mortified.
There was silence and then a gentle voice said. "Stand up my son. Your father was a fine man and dear friend"
A hand which he recognized as Richard's was held out to him to help him to his feet. He heard Richard relate what had happened at the estate, and that they were going to Richard's rooms to see to Eric's wardrobe for the day.
The "old" Duke said nothing as his son told of Lady Gertrude and the beating she had laid on this boy. He put his hand under Eric's chin and lifted his face. He touched one of the welts on the side of his neck. Eric winced in spite of himself. The next thing he knew a servant was sent to find ointment to apply to the welts.
The old Duke, turning to Richard, told him to see that Eric was bathed and dressed as befitted his station as a son of a favoured knight of the realm. With that he continued on down the hall, giving instruction to the various officers of the court that he had hovering about him.
Richard led Eric up to his apartment. There was a steaming tub of water in the center of the main room waiting for him. A man servant came forward and proceeded to undress Eric, much to his distress.
Richard came to his side. "There is nothing to fear Master Eric. No one will hurt you here, there are just us men here." Richard noticed as did his manservant that there were more than just the welts on his neck. There were in fact many fresh and old marks and bruises on his back and chest and arms. This young man had been beaten on many occasions. Richard pursed his lips and shook his head slightly at the manservant who was looking at the marks and at him enquiringly.
By now Eric was standing naked head bowed before the young Duke. He was not aware of the silent communication that was going on between the other two men he was too distressed at what was happening to him. To his utter and complete embarrassment he was totally erect.
The duke smiled at him. Softly he said . and Eric wasn't sure if it was to the servant or to him or both. "That is a beautiful piece"
Eric was helped into the tub. The servant was dismissed. When Eric looked up Duke Richard was on his knees beside the tub. He had taken his doublet off so that his upper body was bare. In his hand he held a sponge.
"My Lord. " Eric blushed deeply and tried to get out of the tub. "you can't . I ."
Richard said nothing but restrained him from getting up as he dipped the sponge in the water and began to rub the completely disconcerted Eric. Washing under his arms and across his chest. With another "cloth" That looked actually like a piece of lambskin with the wool still on it Richard taking a deep breathe began to wash Eric's legs. As he went down the thigh he came in contact with a very hard member. His own member was straining in his pants.
He gently took the member in the cloth and stroked it up and down a couple times. Eric leaned back in the tub and moaned in spite of himself. Richard smiled to himself and continued to wash the boy, making sure that he spent time on his member and ball sac.
When he was content that Eric was "clean" enough he stood up and had him stand in the tub and step out. He threw a cloak that the servant had draped over a chair around the lad who was shivering slightly
"Eric" he said "You have nothing to be ashamed of with your member." He took it into his hand. "It is a beautiful sight my boy, I would like to get to know it more closely ." he paused looking at the boy's face. Eric's eyes were closed. He was obviously both embarrassed but enjoying the touch of Richard's hand on his member. "I would like for you to get to know mine as well."
With that he took one of Eric's hands and brought it against his own aching member. Eric had no problem feeling it through the fabric of his pants. He watched Eric's eyes open wide and then saw him blush deep red. He didn't try to pull his hand away though.
They stared into each other's eyes and then Richard leaned forward and kissed the young knight. Their lips lingered together.
"My Lord.." began Eric pulling back slightly
"It is fine Eric, it is fine. Richard turned away and went to the door. He opened it slightly and told the servant that he would not be needing him at present but that they would be down for the midday meal. Then he closed the door and Eric saw him lock it.
Richard turned and smiled at Eric.
The "old" Duke could not get rid of the image of the son of his old friend Sir Robert from his mind. There were a number of things that were reeling through his mind about the lad. The welts on his neck, from the whipping he had received from Lady Gertrude. He shook his head in anger. What a disagreeable woman! He had known her for many years and had even tried to dissuade his old friend from marrying her. She had already driven one husband to his grave by that time. So the Duke had not been surprised when Sir Robert only two years after marrying her had also succumbed to her vile treatment, and had died.
It had surprised him however to find that Sir Robert's son was still alive, and obviously healthy notwithstanding the welts and who knows what other injuries he had sustained under the "gentle" Lady's care. No doubt her sons had a hand in it as well. He had already heard of the sorry state of Wulfgan's wife. The man had learned his cruelty and abuse well from his mother. His wife's father had come to see the Duke to see if there was some way to protect his daughter.
There was little the "old" Duke could do. There was a fine line between what was considered acceptable disciplining of one's family, wife, children and cruel abuse. The man was good at what he did and there was never any substantial proof, that the girl didn't trip and fall down the stairs as opposed to be pushed, and things like that. The duke knew though that it would not be long before he would hear of Wulfgan in "mourning" over the unfortunate death of his "dear" wife, or child. He shook his head sadly.
However there was something that he could do for young Eric. By law Eric was the rightful heir of Sir Robert's estate. That was why he was so surprised that Eric was still alive. He was sure that Lady Gertrude was aware of the legal matter in this case. He was also sure that she would not let Eric stand in the way of one of her sons. How had that boy survived?
The other thing that was troubling him was the way his son Richard was looking at Eric. What was he going to do about the boy? He had no interest in women, there was nothing that could entice him to marry. He wouldn't even take a wench with the other men. The old man sighed. At least he was the youngest of four sons. It was not as if he would inherit the Duchy. The problem was what would he inherit? If he married at least he would be able to tie himself to another noble family. It might also mean the ability to make some profitable alliance with another Margrave or Duchy or even Kingdom. He could live with the boy's predilection for other men if he would only just marry for the sake of respectability. He would have to talk to the boy again. He chuckled to himself, "The Boy" The boy was already a man, he was 21 years old. At that age he already had three children (one of them legitimate).
His thoughts turned again to Master Eric. He must do something. Sir Robert had saved his life in battle now he must do something for Sir Robert, if through his son. He would have to think on that.
The Duke turned to one of his aides and requested the records of the Estate of the late Sir Robert to be brought to him in his study.
Richard turned from the door, Charles, his manservant would not disturb them barring emergencies until the midday meal.
He walked over to Eric, who had not moved. "So master Eric, shall we go into another room and see if we cannot find you some clothes that are more befitting your position. You are the son of a Knight, and a much loved knight, not some peasant that works in his fields" He took Eric's hand and led him into his bedchamber.
Closing that door behind them he turned to Eric and drew him into an embracing kiss. Eric melted into his arms. He no longer fought but allowed himself to respond to the ducal tongue that was probing at his lips. He struggled to keep his knees from buckling.
When Richards hand found his aching member he released a loud moan that could only be interpreted as extreme pleasure. Richard not releasing his embrace gently moved toward the bed, and gently lowered him onto it. Raising himself he quickly removed his own remaining clothing gazing on the young man lying on the bed before him. Then lowering himself again onto the lad with his torso raised, he opened up the robe that covered Eric. He then proceeded to kiss and suckle the boy's nipples which were hard with the sexual excitement of the moment. He then moved down Eric's torso to the prize that he was lusting so mightily after. It was firm and oozing that delicious salty gel like fluid. He licked up the fluid that had already spilled onto Eric's belly.
Eric for his part was moaning his pleasure. Without realizing himself his hands were caressing the young Duke's scalp and combing through his thick long dark hair. This only encouraged Richard on. Eric's hips were starting to move up and downs slightly. Richard knew it would not be long and he would be drinking this youth's seed.
Looking briefly at this most delectable prize he opened his mouth licked his lips and slid his mouth over Eric's throbbing manhood. "OOOOOOHHHNNNNNNN MY LORD!!!" Eric called out in spite of himself.
He released probably the most massive intense spillage of seed he had ever experienced into "his Lord's" mouth. He held onto Richard's head as his hips bucked up and down driving his manhood deep into the young Lord's mouth and throat time and time again until the moment of the extreme love and passion passed. He lay there gasping for breath. He felt Richard release his manhood and then crawl up his body till they were once again face to face. "Ohhhh my Lord, that was wonderful" Eric gasped "I thank you"
Richard smiled at him and then they kissed once again. This time Eric tasted something peculiar realizing that Richard was sharing his own seed with him. They were fervent with their kisses and caresses. Eric finally dared to reach down laying hold of Richard's piece. It was from what he could feel somewhat bigger than his about a handspan, truly prodigious.
Richard did not respond to Eric's touch as Wulfgan had, rather he encouraged Eric to take hold of it and play it. Eric could feel the same slippery fluid that he had.
Richard rolled off Eric and onto his back. He looked at Eric and smiled. It was all the encouragement that Eric needed. Repeating what Richard had done earlier he sucked at the prince's nipples. Richard almost immediately responded with his hands on Eric's head. Eric did not take long to move down to Richard's now very swollen member. He turned his head slightly to glance up at Richard. The young Duke's eyes were closed, his face an image of total pleasure.
Eric turned back to the task at hand. He licked the fluid that was oozing from the tip of the member and then as Richard had down he opened his mouth wide and took the head into his mouth. He was surprised at the flavour of it. There was a slight acrid saltiness that he put down to the sweat that both of them were pouring in the intensity of their love making. It was actually an entirely pleasant taste. He allowed the member to slide further in, until he started to gag. He pulled back a bit, and started to suck on it.
Richard was now completely aroused. This was not like some of the boys he had been with, that serviced him only because they had to. This man seemed to want to, no, that was wrong, there was no doubt that Eric wanted this as much as he did. It felt so good. It felt like nothing he had ever had before. He lay back with his eyes closed allowing Eric to make love to his member. He didn't try to contain the climax in any attempt to make it last longer, it just came with an extreme surge of ecstasy and bliss overwhelming him. He groaned out loud as it over took him.
Eric gently sucked on the man when suddenly with a loud groan from Richard and the man's fingers suddenly tightening on his head he found himself the recipient of volumes of manseed filling his mouth and throat. He swallowed as quickly as he could until the moment subsided. He didn't let go of "his Lord" until he was certain that there was no more to be milked from the now semi-limp member. He crawled up to meet his Master's mouth. The held each other for some time, kissing and sharing their seed till they finally dozed off in each other's arms.
In the distance Richard heard the soft tolling of a church bell. There was a soft rap at the door.
"Yes Charles" he called
"Time to prepare for the midday meal my Lord" came a muffled voice from behind the door.
"Thank you Charles"
Richard looked into Eric's face as it lay there on his shoulder. He kissed him gently on the mouth. "time to arise my dear one" He said gently rousing him.
Eric's eyes fluttered open. and then burst open with a look of fear as he tried to remember where he was.
Richard laughed softly and then kissed him again. Eric remembered and returned the kiss.
"We must dress it is time for the midday meal."
Both men got up and padded naked across the floor to another smaller room which contained more clothes and finery than Eric had ever seen. Richard quickly and efficiently chose a fine blue silk and velvet doublet and robe. There were pantaloons and silk stockings to match. Eric cut a very handsome figure.
Richard chose a similar fashion in red. Both men wore knee length boots. Another soft knock came at the door as they were coming back into the bedchamber
"Come in Charles"
The old servant entered and bowed.
"Well Charles does he not look fine?"
Charles looked Eric over from top to bottom "Very fine indeed m'Lord"
"M'Lord" he continued "Your father has asked that you and er.. your guest join him for the midday meal
"We will join Father, Charles, I have a proposal I wish to make to him."
Duke John was already there when they entered the Dining Hall. He pouring over a pile of documents. Richard looked over at his father and laughed. "Father can you not stop long enough to eat your meal?"
The duke looked up and smiled at the two young men before him. "Ah Master Eric, I was looking at some of the documents of your estate. It seems that you are a little behind in the taxes."
Eric blushed deep red. Bowing he flustered "My Lord I had no idea, I will see that they are paid up immediately"
The duke laughed. "No you shan't but your step mother shall, wait and see"
It was then that both noticed that there were three extra services set on the table besides their own.
Richard was about to ask, when they heard a bustling of feet coming down the hall behind them.
He heard one of the chamberlains say "If you will wait here m'Lady I will announce you"
And then the shrill voice of a woman, a voice that made Eric blanch visibly.
"Get out of my way useless fool, the duke himself invited us, what need have I to wait on a worthless servant!"
Rikard, elderly chamberlain to the Duke stumbled back into the room as he was clearly pushed out of the way as Lady Gertrude, Wulfgan and Wilhelm entered the hall.
Lady Gertrude glanced at Eric in his finery, and then looked darkly at him. "What is he doing here? Where did you get those clothes? Has he stolen something?" She fired off in rapid succession
"I shouldn't doubt" sneered Wulfgan
"Madam .!" The duke caught himself and then more softly invited Lady Gertrude, Wilhelm and Wulfgan to sit. Richard and Eric sat down as well, opposite the three. Eric was shaking with fear. Out of sight of the others Richard took his hand and gave it a squeeze.
The meal was served and the Duke managed the keep the conversation to the weather and the state of the roads for some time. It was clear that Lady Gertrude in particular was not happy to see Eric there. Wilhelm said nothing and Wulfgan eyed him like a snake ready to take it's prey.
As the meal progressed the Duke began asking about the estate. Several times through the conversation Lady Gertrude made it clear that the estate was her's. She made a veiled comments about willing it between her two sons.
They were veiled but clearly picked up by all and the meal and conversation actually stopped momentarily.
"Your two sons madam? Do you not have three sons?"
She stopped and then glanced at Eric before answering the Duke. "No my lord I have only two sons, that boy is not my son, he is merely a servant in my house." Her voice was like ice. She cast a withering look at Eric.
"So the estate is entirely yours madam."
"Yes my Lord it was left to me by my husband, Sir Robert"
"Indeed?" The duke smiled. Eric had been watching the conversation closely, He wondered where it was going.
"Well madam then I have a problem, because no taxes have been paid on the estate since Sir Robert has passed away." The duke opened a ledger in the table beside him. "My ledgers tell me that you have an outstanding debt of some 3000 gold crowns. "
The silence that fell over the room was palpable. Lady Gertrude stared at the Duke incredulously, "I..I had no idea My Lord"
"Now madam I understand from my chamberlain that that is not quite true. I understand that he has been sent from your home on more than one occasion."
Rikard the Chamberlain came in at that point with a sealed document which he gave to Lady Gertrude.
"Madam" said the Duke "This is presented to you before these to witness that you have received it. Please open it here in front of us. I wish to ensure that you have read and understand the nature of what you owe to the duchey and what the repercussions are should you fail to meet those debts."
Lady Gertrude looked at Eric and at her sons who were looking none to happy with the way things were going.
She broke the seal and read the contents.
"Do you understand Madam that you have a two weeks in which to make reparation to me for the unpaid taxes on your estate? Further do you understand that you may not add to the burden of your peasants to pay this debt? It is your debt, not theirs, as you have already added more than Sir Robert ever did to their burden. You see madam I know what is happening in my Duchy."
"My Lord ."
"Madam" the Duke raised his hand to still her. "Now as to Sir Robert's heir, Master Eric here" I have another document here that Sir Robert gave to me shortly before he died. I believe that Eric his rightful son has a copy as well it that not correct Master Eric?" Eric nodded
The duke rose from his chair and motioned to Eric to come to him.
Eric paled visibly but went to the Duke, who stood up and went to a small table.
"Kneel my son"
Eric kneeled before the Duke.
The duke looking steel-eyed at the Lady and her sons. "Sir Robert was my faithful servant and knight of the realm. He was more than that, he was a dear friend."
Picking up a sword from the table he gently tapped Eric with it on each shoulder. "Eric son of Sir Robert, I dub you a knight of the realm in the place of your father. I also return to you your father's estate free and clear of debt, free and clear of Lady Gertrude and her brood. Rise Sir Eric."
Eric looked up at the Duke and bowed his head "My Lord" his voice broke "You do me great honour, I pledge you my life"
The Duke then spoke to Lady Gertrude "Madam you too are free of your debt, instead you must leave my realm immediately. My dear and trusted Chamberlain whom you so rudely pushed aside will see to your departure in the morning. Good day Madam.
Lady Gertrude opened her mouth to speak but the Duke raised a hand to still her. She and her sons were escorted out. As they left and still in ear shot, the duke gave orders to Rikard, that he was to take a contingent of servants to oversee the move to ensure that the "good" Lady would only take what was hers and nothing else.
Eric stood where he was in a daze. Richard came up to him and hugged him.
"My Father I have a request to make of you regarding Sir Eric. I wish to make him my Knight retainer, as Sir Robert was to you"
The Duke looked at the two young men before him and sighed. "We must talk my son, but not now. I grant your request."
Eric bowed low before the Duke "My Lord, I will repay my Father's debt, I will not allow dishonour to be attached to his name. He would never have lapsed in the paying of his duty to you my Lord. I will repay. Thank you my Lord"
"Your father would be proud of you Sir Eric, but your estate is free of debt, I have made it so. I have also added another two villages and 10000 morgan land that lies next to your estate. It belonged to another dear friend Sir Dirk that recently passed on to his reward but without an heir. His land and estate is yours.
"My Lord you do me too great an honour"
"Your father was a dear friend and you will be the same, I can tell."
"My lord if I could make one request" he paused, the Duke nodded "I would like to retain young Wilhelm as my squire. He is not like his mother or brother my Lord, I believe that he will serve me well"
"It is your choice Eric, I will send Rikard to inform him. I would suggest that you stay here until the Lady is gone."
"I agree Father" said Richard grinning Besides we go riding this afternoon. Perhaps we can visit the new estate. I understand Sir Dirk had a beautiful house."
"Yes I understand that too and I would like to see it myself" agreed Eric.
Eric bowed again to the Duke "By your leave My Lord"
Richard and Eric left the room and ran back up to Richard's apartment to prepare for the afternoon adventure.
Richard told Charles to see to the horses. As soon as the door was closed behind the faithful servant, Richard took Eric into his arms and they kissed deeply, their tongues dancing together in their fervour.