Chapter Eighteen: The Silver Wolf
The Phyrgian guide was behind a screed of boulders, attending to the pack mule and sorting out the tents. Although out of sight he could nevertheless clearly be heard shuffling about. This did not inhibit the mage and his two companions.
The problem with Callixtus's skimpy loincloth was that when he had an erection - as he did now, for he had sprung into life as soon as Kari's desires became clear - was that it provided a very nugatory covering for his assets. The tiny leather triangle may as well have not been there, as Callixtus's rigid and slightly upcurved member was jutting out entirely exposed.
Magnus -who did not think Callixtus's exiguous loincloth was in any way problematic - tugged out his own cock from beneath his breechcloth and tunic. The boy Kari approached them and took their cocks in each of his hands. Apart from on his head, the only hair Kari grew naturally was in his armpits and his groin, but all the boys in the Mountain King's harem were carefully waxed and depilated everywhere except on their heads. (One thing all the different varieties of elf had in common was a total absence of bodily hair - with King Adeodax this also extended to an abhorrence of it in others).
Kari's cock had previously only been noted in passing by Callixtus, who had noted it was long and thin but also thought it boyish and barely worth a second look, but now that Kari was rigid Callixtus was able to appreciate that he was one of those lads who have more to offer than at first appears. He was not of wide girth, but pleasingly lengthy. Like almost everybody , except for former Imperial slaves like Callixtus, he was uncircumcised.
"Well, Kari" said Magnus, "I am of course a little hurt that you expressed your preference for my young companion, but I am becoming reconciled to the disappointment under the expert touch of your fingers."
"Don't worry Magnus, I can take both of you. Though I'd prefer it if it wasn't at exactly the same time".
Callixtus was very turned on by the idea of fucking Kari. He had received frequent oral stimulation
from a couple of Cheskan lads and from the elf Vuonti, though not from anyone else. He generally received a thorough rogering from Magnus at least once a day, though no one else had ever shagged him apart from the Cheskan boy Votya. And he himself had never played the active role in anal intercourse. The more he looked at the taut and wiry Kari, the more excited he became at the
prospect.
Kari got down on all fours and settled himself carefully on the stony ground.
"It looks like he's all yours, Callixtus" said Magnus. "Here - use some of this" - and he handed him the small blue flask of lubricant which he always carried and which never seemed to run out (as indeed it did not, being perpetually renewed by means of an auto-replenishment charm placed on the flask).
Callixtus had already laid down his bow and quiver, but felt no need to remove his sheepskin jerkin or his tiny loincloth, swept up to one side as it already was by his swollen organ. He carefully positioned himself over Kari, noting his pink cherry winking at him between the boy's thin, pale buttocks. "There's my target", he thought.
Although this was Callixtus's first time in the active role, he was hardly a novice, having experienced the passive role on many occasions so far. He tried to copy what Magnus had so frequently done to him, and he remembered too the far more inexpert shagging he had received from the Cheskan boy Votya as he tried to avoid his clumsy positioning, jerky thrusts, and frequent miscalculations of the angle of penetration. But all of this rational carefulness was soon forgotten as he surrendered himself to the sheer animal pleasure of the sexual act; for the exquisite pleasure it afforded him was unlike anything else he had hitherto experienced. Kari's sphincter muscles squeezed and retracted in a way which brought Callixtus to ejaculation after a very short time.
Callixtus pulled out of the boy's reddened and dilating cherry while Magnus took his place. Whilst Kari was being pronged by Callixtus he was silent except for some muffled grunting, but as the mage thrust repeatedly inside him with firm and vigorous strokes he started to cry out loudly, though clearly in pleasure rather than pain. Magnus kept going for a full ten minutes before they both shouted aloud as they climaxed simultaneously. Kari shot his load over the bare earth at exactly the same moment as Magnus emptied himself inside him.
They both lay panting, utterly exhausted from their efforts. The sky above was deepening into burgundy hues, and the first stars were appearing. For some minutes, no-one spoke.
"If the gentlemen have quite finished....do you have any further instructions for me?" They all spun around at the sound of their guide, who was standing with hands on hips and looking somewhat disgusted. The noise they had been making was evidence enough, but the sight of Magnus and Kari stretched out panting on the ground was obvious enough as well.
"Something offends you?" said Magnus.
The guide spat. "Where you stick your cock is no business of mine, Master. But you have been repeatedly warned that the wilderness is a dangerous place. I think it would be better if you took the journey more seriously. Some pleasures are best left till folk are back in the comfort of more civilised surroundings."
"Yes, well, I'm sorry if you are affronted" said Magnus. "You obviously seem to think that the brief moment of pleasure we have just taken somehow shows a lack of respect on our part for your professional qualities as a guide. But if you reflect for a moment, you will see that the truth is just the opposite. I am so confident of your ability as an expert that I knew you would warn us of any danger, and so felt able to take a few minutes in order to, as it were, recharge my spiritual batteries. It is essential for us mages to do this on a regular basis if we are to keep in touch with our magical abilities."
The guide looked rather dubious at this, but just then Kari gave a cry of alarm and they all turned round to follow the direction of his vision.
Kari and Magnus were lying only a few feet from the mountain stream, which was shallow and about fifteen feet across at this point. On the far bank opposite was a barren overhanging boulder framed with a couple of fir trees. And standing on the top of that boulder, gazing at them with menacing yellow eyes, was an extremely large wolf. It was the size of an adult male lion, and its grey-white fur had a silvery sheen.
They were all rooted to the spot in terror, but Magnus slowly rose to his feet. He and the wolf stared at each other for several long minutes, neither of them making a move. The wolf could have bounded through the stream and been amongst them in seconds. Magnus had laid aside his staff, and Callixtus his bow. Kari was unarmed. Callixtus and the guide both had hunting knives, but these would have been of little use against the great beast and its thick fur coat.
The wolf held his head low to the ground, but after what seemed like an interminable time - though in reality it was only a few minutes - it raised its head, turned around and silently padded away.
Magnus turned to the others. "Well, as I said, there is nothing really to fear in these parts. Now I suggest we all get some sleep. Thank the ancestors" - here he addressed the guide - "that I had just had sex when that happened, or I might not have been able to see the wolf off so easily."
The guide spat again, and continued to look at Magnus with dubious regard.
The guide absolutely refused to allow Kari into his tent, so the mage had to share his with the two boys, which in spite of Kari's small frame made things rather crowded. But the mage didn't mind. The two lads slept on either side of him as he lay with an arm round each of their shoulders.
"What kind of a wolf was that?" said Kari. "I have seen grey wolves before - but they are much smaller than the one we saw - not much bigger than dogs. And this one had different fur."
"Grey wolves are the most abundant, it is true" said Magnus. "That was a Silver Wolf. A much larger and more dangerous species. There are also White Wolves far to the north, which are supposed to be even bigger, though I have never seen one. The worst are the Black Wolves - the largest and deadliest of the lot - though fortunately they are not found here, but only in the lands of the far west."
"What did you do to the wolf?" said Callixtus.
"Why, I didn't do anything. I just stared at him, and he went away - just as you saw" said Magnus.
Callixtus was not convinced. It seemed to him that as the wolf's yellow eyes stared into the mage's grey ones, that there was some kind of understanding that passed between them....some kind of connection. Perhaps the wolf could sense Magnus's magical nature. He wanted to ask more, but did not.
Kari said, "Well, it was a pretty unsettling experience, but it doesn't spoil the amazing shag earlier."
"You certainly seemed to enjoy it as much as we did" said Magnus.
Kari replied, "I loved it. I am always horny - I don't know if it's just my age, or also some effect of having lived in the mountain and absorbing its magical nature, but there we are. Although I must say, Magnus - I've never been shagged like that before. It was just amazing feeling your cock pulsate and throb inside me - such intense waves of pleasure - as you saw, I was hard the whole time and came too. But even more than that - I felt a surge going right through me, starting in my ring and shooting up my spine all the way to my head. In fact I nearly fainted, and I'm sorry but I just couldn't stop myself from making so much noise."
Callixtus said, "Some Cheskan boys think mages shoot sparks of lightning out of their cocks."
"I don't know about that" laughed Kari, "but I know it was the most incredible orgasm I've ever had, and I can't wait to do it again. But I need to recover first, for I've never felt so exhausted and exhilarated at the same time."
Callixtus said nothing. He loved being shagged by Magnus too, but he was not sure if he would have described the experience in quite the same way that Kari had. And he also noticed that Kari hadn't said anything about what it was like when he had fucked the boy himself.
As if sensing his thoughts, Kari leaned across Magnus's chest and stroked the side of Callixtus's face.
"Don't worry, Callixtus. You were great too. And you are much cuter than Magnus. I really don't care for his hairy legs, you know - and this hairy chest is quite a turn-off." And Kari ran his hand through Magnus's chest hair as he said this, and gave one of his nipples a playful tweak.
Magnus chuckled, and kissed them both. "Goodnight, sweet boys" he said.