THE HISTORY OF CHAKI THE MOOR by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2009 written on on June 21, 2002 translated by the author English text kindly revised by Derek
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"THE HISTORY OF CHAKI THE MOOR" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
Chapter 5 - THE PROVIDENTIAL PLOTS OF THE BISHOP-COUNT
The lands of Marquis Von Kruge were bordered, on the east, by the fiefdom, which the emperor had allotted to the Bishop-Count Thomas Hartwig von Hardeknut. He was the younger son of Prince von Hardeknut and was a shrewd and ambitious man. For a long time he had had his eye on the lands of Von Kruge, and was trying to find a way to take them away, thereby broadening his fiefdom and increasing his revenues.
He could not simply declare war on his neighbour, because the Emperor would certainly order him to stop and, to punish him, he could even take away his fiefdom. For a long time he had been searching for the best method of gaining possession of them by some other means. He knew he enjoyed good backing from the imperial court, above all that of the emperor's confessor, but this was not yet enough.
Therefore, in the hope of being able to find a good pretext for ousting Von Kruge from his throne as Marquis, he sent several spies onto the Marquis' lands, but nothing he found out seemed to be of enough use to allow him to formulate a good plan.
But finally one day, one of his spies sent to the Bishop-Count a sealed packet in which he wrote the following:
"To His Most Reverent Excellency the Lord Bishop-Count Thomas Hartwig von Hardeknut, from Andreas Curt son of Torralf, peace and serenity.
"As you commanded me, I carried out careful enquiries and gathered some information from very reliable sources. The subject that you have entrusted me to keep an eye on often receives visits from noble men and prelates who stay at his place for a few days. Having verified what traits those persons had in common, I found out that seemingly the only common traits they share are the following - they all are of noble descent, all are exclusively of the male sex, and all are inclined to indulge in that sin for which Lot and his family abandoned the city cursed by God.
"Further enquiries produced the information that in the castle of the above said person in whom you are interested, are kept some youths of the male sex, of various nationalities, all being aged between sixteen and twenty years, and whose bodies are offered to the guests by auctioning them, so that the aforesaid noble guests can use them in locum mulieribus and for their contemptible pleasure.
"I got all the aforesaid information by listening in to the various voices in people's conversations. I duly and carefully verified these voices by paying the servants and soldiers of the said Monsieur, or offering them abundant beer to loosen their tongues, and all of them confirmed to me that it is not just a case of mere gossip, but it is absolute truth.
"I await your orders, in case you desire me to carry out more enquiries. I devotedly sign myself your servant Andreas Curt."
The bishop Thomas understood that, if he played his cards right, he would finally have in his hands the possibility he had been looking for so long. He summoned some of his men and, at the cost of a substantial amount of silver and gold coins, ordered studies on the Church and the Empire laws, until he had all that he needed. At the beginning of Spring he presented a formal report to the Inquisition Tribunal, accusing the Marquis Von Kruge of the practising of repeated and continuous sodomy, of the instigation of the sodomy, of the imprisonment of boys and young men with the aim of offering them for prostitution and of regularly amassing personal wealth from the said prostitution.
The dossier was extensive, well substantiated, with abundant documentation attached, the fruit of one year's assiduous enquiries. The Inquisition Tribunal at once sent messengers to the Marquis' castle to arrest him and to take him to the tribunal. The messengers were received at the castle of the Marquis with apparent respect and honour, but during the night they were all murdered in their beds. Only one of their servants managed to escape the slaughter and sought shelter in the Bishop's lands.
At this point the Bishop-Count asked the Emperor for permission to go with his soldiers to arrest the Marquis, charging him also with the murder of the imperial messengers, a permit which the Emperor immediately granted.
Bishop Thomas therefore armed his army without any delay, and determinedly attacked the Marquis' castle. When the troops of the Bishop-Count began to attack the castle, it was the beginning of March. Rhemy and Chaki had been languishing in the dungeon for almost six months. They didn't hear anything about what was happening. The only change they noticed was that suddenly only a single soldier or a servant came to take advantage of their bodies.
Matyas informed them about what was happening day by day, told them about the development of the furious battle that was taking place around the castle.
The Bishop's soldiers were more numerous and much better armed than those of the Marquis, who always preferred to spend his riches in amusement and luxury rather than in the more costly modern armaments. Thus, little by little, the Marquis' soldiers on the battlements fell down shot, without being able to cause serious losses to the besiegers. Food was beginning to run out in the castle, and morale was getting lower and lower.
When the soldiers defending the castle were virtually decimated, the real assault was launched. In just two days, the Bishop-Count's soldiers managed to break through the castle walls and the battle became a hand-to-hand struggle along the communication bays, the external stairways and the courtyards in the complex of buildings. Only the main part of the castle was still in the hands of the Marquis' men, but it was clear they could not resist for long.
One day, whilst the battle was raging outside, and screams, weapons, horns, drums and signals filled the air, several people managed to get down to the castle dungeon and to anxiously knock at the small door leading to Matyas's home. The man went to open it and saw in front of him his wife and daughter and behind them, the boys who the Marquis used as his own and his guests playthings - Ranuccio, Klaus, Andy, Miklav, Kim and Jose.
Klaus spoke for everybody. "The Marquis cannot hold out for much longer, and soon he and his men will be seized and sentenced. If we are found in the castle, free and well dressed, we all risk coming to the same sticky end as him. But if it looks as if we were kept as prisoners against our will, like Chaki and Rhemy are, we can possibly survive, along with our families. We will give you all the money we have if you will take us into the cells and chain us up. We beg you, help us."
Matyas let them enter and closed the door.
His wife, scared and keeping her daughter against her, said, "And we, dear husband, what fate will we have?"
Matyas scratched his head thinking. Then followed by all the boys, he went into the cell where Rhemy and Chaki were held. As it was early morning, the two boys were still untied and lying on their small palliasse. They saw the gaoler enter with their six older companions.
Kim knelt near them and asked, in a voice broken and scared, for their help as witnesses that they too had been kept prisoner and he promised to give them all their money. He also said that he had heard the constable say that the Marquis was to be charged with sodomy and that like all sodomites he risked being sentenced to be burned at the stake.
Rhemy then said, "Yes, Matyas, do as they ask you. Make them undress and soil themselves all over their bodies and hair, then chain them to the walls of the other cells, naked, and chain up we two as well. When the Bishop's soldiers come here, we will not only say that our six companions were kept prisoner, but also that you and your wife always helped us in secret, trying to lessen our pains, and we will ask mercy for you and your family. I think this will be the best solution for us all."
"But will they believe you? Will they listen to you?" Matyas asked, worried.
"Don't forget that I am the son of the Count De Bayeux, an aristocrat. I am certain that my words will carry enough weight. And anyway I think that they will ask us to be witnesses against the Marquis. They therefore need to believe us. All eight of us will be witnesses against the Marquis, the constable and the captain of the soldiers, who really are the ones who deserve to pay the most for what happened in this castle. You six will just tell what happened to you, but also that the Marquis hired you out and he charged for it. As far as what you were compelled to do is concerned, just say that at first he hired you as servants but then you were forced to take part in those practices, by being imprisoned down here."
"But if they asked us who were the Marquis' guests, and then examined them too our lies would be discovered" Ranuccio objected.
"Not necessarily, because you are not bound to have known the names of the Marquis' guests, and if ever happened that you were confronted by those lords, you can say you can't remember whether they abused you or not. Those lords would certainly deny it in any case, even if the Marquis accused them. They would not want to be sentenced with him." Rhemy answered.
They discussed more details while the boys undressed and carefully soiled themselves, then Matyas chained them one after the other to the cells' bare stone walls.
They waited. Outside the noises of the battle increased, then gradually seemed to lessen, to quieten down. For some time silence fell inside the dungeon walls. Then suddenly there was a violent knocking at the dungeon outside door. Matyas, visibly tense and scared, went to open it. The boys saw the man pushed and pulled by a group of soldiers who were wearing colours different from those of the Marquis. They were the Bishop-Count's men.
One of the soldiers, looking with barely concealed interest at the naked bodies of the boys chained at the walls, asked, "Who are you, boys, why are you imprisoned down here?"
Rhemy, as they agreed, spoke on behalf of everybody.
"I am the Count Rhemy de Bayeux, the son of the King of France's Consul. The marquis Von Kruge kidnapped me, as he did all my companions in misfortune, to use us and allow his friends to use our bodies for the most degraded sexual practices. I ask for justice, before God and of men!"
The soldier turned towards his companion. "This is exactly what his Lordship our Bishop was looking for I think. Go immediately and inform him about what we have found here."
The other soldier hurriedly went out.
"Hey, aren't you going to free us? I order you to take off these chains immediately." Rhemy said in a haughty tone.
"Monsieur Count, I regret I can't take such initiatives myself, I have to wait for orders." the soldier answered, in a humble tone.
Soon another of the men at arms arrived, even more richly dressed. "Free these boys, and get them something to cover themselves." he ordered the soldiers who sprang to carry out the orders.
Matyas at once handed them the chains' keys and moved nearer to his wife and daughter.
As soon as Rhemy was freed and was given a short tunic, he put it on and addressed the newcomer, "We would certainly be all dead here, if this good man, the gaoler, and his wife, hadn't cared for and nourished us in secret, disobeying their master. I therefore ask that they be not only respected, but also rewarded for what they did for us."
The knight answered, "It is not up to me to decide about these matters, Monsieur Count, but I will keep your request in mind and no ill will be done to this man and to his family. I will take them under my personal protection for the moment. But now come, follow me, pray, Monsieur Count. The Bishop,s secretary wishes to meet you."
"The Bishop? What Bishop are you talking about?" Rhemy asked.
"The Bishop-Count Thomas Hartwig von Kasich, envoy of the Emperor and of the Religious Inquisition sent to arrest the Marquis and his accomplices." the knight explained.
"But surely you are not thinking that I, a Count, should present myself dirty and covered in such rags in front of His Lordship the Bishop, or even just of his secretary, are you? I demand that a good bath be prepared and clothes worthy of my name and my rank be laid out ready. And I ask also that these poor boys, my companions in misfortune, also be allowed to wash themselves and to dress in a way worthy of a free human being. And besides that, we also need to get some real food."
The knight seemed hesitant, then said, "I understand your request, Monsieur Count. I therefore go to ask for orders."
After a while the knight was back and said to the gaoler, "You! Lead us to the castle kitchens." Then he addressed Rhemy, "I have ordered warm water tubs to be prepared in the kitchen premises, and clothes worthy of your rank to be found, Monsieur count, as well clothes for all these boys. Meanwhile the servants are preparing a meal for you all. If you will please follow me."
Finally, washed and given refreshment, the eight boys were led in front of the Bishop, who was waiting for them in the Marquis' throne hall. There Rhemy was offered a seat and the Bishop interrogated him. Meanwhile his secretary was taking notes on the proceedings. In a corner of the hall some of the Bishop's men were putting together the money, precious objects and jewels belonging to the marquis, and writing their inventory.
The plan devised by Rhemy worked perfectly, all the boys, when questioned, gave similar versions, all spoke only good about the gaoler and his family, and all reported the Marquis, the constable and the chief of the guards for the filthy violence they had subjected them to. The bishop made them all write a statement of their evidence, made them swear it was true, then each was signed and countersigned by all those present who had heard them give evidence. Then the bishop decided that each of the eight boys had to be compensated according their length of time in captivity and according to their rank, as stated in their evidence, drawing the money from that confiscated from the Marquis. Each of the boys therefore received a certain amount of money, together with a safe-conduct from the Bishop allowing them to go back to their original countries.
The gaoler and his family were set free, and all the boys made them keep the money they had given them, since what they got from the Bishop came to much more.
While the Bishop's men went on to take effective possession of the castle and its goods, and his secretary decided the destiny of all the servants, soldiers and officials of the Marquis, deciding who should go to prison in the dungeons and who should be set free, the eight boys and Matyas family finally left the castle on foot.
Rhemy received from the Bishop an assurance that the Marquis and his two accomplices would be taken in before the Inquisition Tribunal, judged and would almost certainly be sentenced to die at the stake.
After they left the castle, the boys separated, each of them taking the road to go back to his own country, after wishing each other farewell and good luck.
Matyas then asked Rhemy and Chaki, "Where do you plan to go now? Shall you go back to France with your servant and lover?"
"No, we cannot, as my father would never let us stay together. We haven't yet decided where to go or what to do. And you, where do you plan to go now?"
Matyas said, "I am a Bohemian and as I told you, my two sons are in Prague, at the home of one of my cousins. We therefore will go to Prague to unite our family, and I hope that my cousin will find me work in that city."
Rhemy looked at Chaki who understood what his lover was thinking, and nodded with a smile, so he said, "Will you let us come to Prague with you? Who knows, perhaps there we too shall be able to find some way of earning a living.
"With great pleasure. I am deeply grateful to you for having helped me to avoid serious problems and if I can do something to help you, I shall be honoured by doing it."
"We are really grateful to you, my good Matyas. Let's go, then!"
While the five were facing trekking the many miles through the mountains to reach Bohemia on foot, the Bishop-Count had the Marquis and his two accomplices taken to the capital and the three men stand trial at the Inquisition Tribunal. The trial took place in the presence of the imperial legate and the church legate. The statements gathered by Bishop Thomas were judged valid and sufficient, whilst, on the other hand, the three men's defence was conflicting, as in a useless attempt to save themselves, they accused each other. None of the aristocrats of the empire stood in their defence, as nobody wanted to compromise himself by favouring a lost cause, therefore they all were sentenced, exactly as their accuser wanted, to be burnt at the stake.
The Bishop-Count, as he expected, was allowed to annex to his fiefdom that of the Marquis as compensation for the expenses he had had to face and for the losses he had when he went to arrest him. It was also a prize for having gathered the proof against Von Kruge and so "contributed to erasing from the empire a dangerous breeding-ground of vices and perversions" as was written in the deed with which the emperor invested the Bishop-Count also with the fiefdom that had belonged to the Marquis. The emperor was in fact more than happy to have in his feudal system men of the church who, as they were not allowed to marry, could not leave their lands to their descendants, even though some of them did have sons. However, the bastard son of a prelate could never lay claim to anything. Thus, on the death of a Bishop-feudatory, the Emperor just had one of his loyal men ordained bishop and invested him with the vacant fiefdom, being completely certain it would never escape his control.
The Bishop Thomas didn't have any children because, even though he rose as the champion of virtue, in reality he indulged in the same practices for which he had arrested and sentenced the Marquis. His personal secretary in fact had a twenty-five year old son, a former Benedictine monk, who had been named Canon of the cathedral and who became the secret lover of the Bishop, with the knowledge of the father, who by the way owed his role as secretary to this relationship.
The love between the boy and the man started one day when Thomas, just consecrated Bishop and who was at that time twenty-eight years old, started his tour of pastoral visits and stopped at St. Placid's monastery. There he saw a sixteen year old novice, whose name was Hildeberht who had a strong body and a sprightly face. He immediately felt powerfully attracted by the fresh vitality and joyfulness of the boy and by his slender but strong physique.
He therefore started to pay a discreet but close court to the young Hildeberht, and he asked the abbot to assign him as his attendant for whenever he would be at the monastery. It didn't take him much time to persuade the boy to accept his requests. Thus every night, taking advantage of the custom whereby the attendant slept in the room next to the Bishop's, they could safely have sex.
But from a relationship that at first had been purely physical between the noble bishop-warrior and the lively but sweet novice, gradually was born a reciprocal affection, then an increasing passion, and finally a real love. When the young Bishop-Count proposed to the boy that he should go with him and become a cannon of his cathedral, the boy accepted with pleasure. They both managed to keep their relationship totally secret mainly due to the fact that, being completely in love with each other, neither of them ever had other adventures or relationships.
When Hildeberht's father, who was an emerging jurist, understood what was really going on between the bishop and his son, his first thought was to go to see the Bishop and protest. But Hildeberht told him straight that he was in love with the Bishop and that the man didn't seduce him with promises or stratagems, but only with his beautiful personality, and he had absolutely no intention of leaving his man. In the end the father had to surrender. Then the Bishop thanked him for having given up attempting to separate them, and above all, for not having even thought of reporting them. After evaluating the evident talents of the man, he offered him the position as his secretary. After some hesitation, Hildeberht's father accepted.
Meanwhile Matyas and his family, Chaki and Rhemy, were journeying towards Prague. At night they stopped at inns, or they asked for hospitality from convents or in churches. At times they had to adapt themselves to sleeping all five together, and when this happened, Chaki and Rhemy contented themselves with falling asleep just embracing each other. But occasionally they got the chance to sleep in two different rooms, one for Matyas and his family and one for the two boys, so finally the two boys could freely make love.
They finally reached Prague and Matyas went to his cousin's house so he could be reunited with his two sons. They were by now two youths, one twenty-one and the other seventeen years old and as their father had said, they were both handsome. They worked as tailors in their father's cousin's atelier who was the provider of the liveries for the royal palace.
At that time Ludwik II Jagellonius was King of Bohemia. The controller of the King's palace often went to the tailor's atelier to place orders for new clothes and liveries. He was a member of the lesser aristocracy of the kingdom, a good natured, aged man, whose name was Wladimir Podebrady, and who often liked to stop a while to have a chat with the atelier's owner. This latter therefore asked the palace master if he could find work both for his cousin Matyas and for Rhemy. Chaki in fact was officially Rhemy's servant. In practice it would have been difficult to justify in that society the freedom of a black boy. The controller of the palace said, a few days later, that he had found work for Matyas by putting him in charge of all the external gates of the palace and for Rhemy, who was cultivated and knew several languages besides being of noble stock, he found a work as secretary to his son Stanislaw Podebrady, who was the court almoner.
Therefore Rhemy was given accommodation, together with Chaki, in the elegant residence that Stanislaw owned just in front of the royal palace. There, the two boys were given a small apartment composed of three rooms, an elegant bedroom for Rhemy, a small adjoining room for his "servant" Chaki, and a drawing room, lounge, living room and an entrance hall communicating with the two bedrooms and with the corridor. Of course the two boys really only used Rhemy's bedroom.
"You see, my love, that we finally can live together without problems." one night Rhemy said, while they were embracing on the wide bed surrounded by curtains.
"Yes, Rhemy, after so many mishaps and much suffering, we can live in peace." the beautiful black boy said to him, tenderly and intimately kissing him.
Chaki was lying between his lover's legs, his back leaning against his belly, his head on his chest, and Rhemy caressed his wide chest the colour of ebony, lingering to tease his beautiful, small and dark nipples, already erect like Chaki's proud member. Also Rhemy's member was turgid and hard, and rhythmically pushed against his lover's back making him feel his growing excitement.
As they were used to doing, the two boys lingered for a long time over these sweet preliminaries, bringing to each other more and more pleasure and increasing levels of desire, before really starting to make love. Rhemy also liked to caress Chaki's short strong, frizzy black hair, and at the same time Chaki liked to run his long tapered fingers through the soft, silky blond hair of his lover.
Then Chaki turned and lifted his body a little, until his lips could meet Rhemy's. Then the two boys pushed out their tongues and started to play with them in a merry kind of tenderness.
"Do you know that the more I am with you, my Chaki, the more I love you?"
"I know it, because you make me feel it. Also for me it is the same, the more I feel your love, the more my love for you grows. Me having skin, eyes and hair so dark and you so fair, and yet I feel that you and I are really one and the same. You made me discover what love is and how loving is good. Once I felt very nostalgic for my village, and for my people but now I am completely happy being with you, because you are now my people, and my village is wherever you are."
Rhemy caressed Chaki's small firm buttocks and he shuddered strongly.
"Do you want me, Rhemy?"
"Do you feel the effect that you have on me? Of course I want you, my love. If I could, I would never stop making love with you. When I enter you, or you enter me, that is the most beautiful moment of my day."
"Then take me, please" Chaki sighed alluringly smiling him.
Slowly the black boy parted from Rhemy, almost regretting having interrupted, albeit just for a short while, the contact with his lover's body, even though soon the contact would be renewed in a more intimate way.
Chaki lied on his back and spread his legs. Rhemy caressed his lover's genitals and knelt between his strong open thighs. He then took Chaki's legs and lifted then onto his shoulders. He moved towards him and with his pole smooth like the finest silk and strong like valuable marble, started to search between the small firm buttocks, the colour of ebony, of his precious lover. When the tip of his love weapon found the waiting palpitating hole, both strongly trembled and exchanged a sweet smile.
"Enter me, my love" Chaki whispered, moved.
The beautiful black boy was amazed by how much he felt moved, each time his Rhemy was on the point of taking him. It was, at that point, impossible to keep count of how many times they made love, and yet each time it was the most beautiful, each time was as if it was the first one, the best one. Wasn't that a real and true miracle?
Chaki felt his boy beginning to push and he opened for him, welcoming the warm love messenger into his soft internals, felt it gradually fill him and emitted a low, long, deep and hoarse murmur of intense pleasure.
Rhemy closed his eyes, almost to better savour the fantastic sensations he was feeling sinking inside his lover's body. When he was entirely inside him, Rhemy opened his eyes, smiled at his beloved boy, held him by his shoulders and started to withdraw with extreme slowness, until only his swollen gland was inside him. He sank again into the warm receptacle with a long, gentle but virile lunge, until he pressed strongly against the small firm buttocks. Chaki pushed himself more strongly against his lover, almost as if he was trying to get even more satisfaction out of that complete penetration.
Rhemy went on to slowly withdraw and vigorously advance, while Chaki gently rubbed his hard nipples and alluringly smiled at him.
"It's too good, my love!" whispered the beautiful black boy, full of emotion, trembling from the excitement.
"Yes. Do you feel it? I'm totally yours!" Rhemy murmured pushing inside him once more.
The French boy carried on so, filling with great tenderness the soft channel of his beloved, each time skilfully rubbing against his prostate and so giving him really strong sensations. Chaki was lightly moving under him, so accentuating the pleasurable sensations that both were giving to each other.
The moon was peeping through the open window and a light breeze made the curtains of the wide bed wave. Perched on the royal palace's eaves, an owl called; the rhythmic noise of the footsteps of the patrol doing the rounds seemed almost to underline the beat of the heart of the two young, strong, tender lovers.
After a while, Rhemy withdrew completely from his boy and with an enticing smile said, "Now you will take me, won't you?"
Chaki nodded. They swapped places, caressed and kissed deeply for some minutes, then the black boy folded his adored Rhemy's legs against his chest and the French boy pulled them to his chest, so folding himself in two with nimble ease. Chaki bent over the small ivory coloured buttocks and went down to lick the gentle hole, preparing it for the coming visit of his strong member.
Rhemy panted, giving way to a growing pleasure, trembled, seized by a stronger and stronger desire, and in a low voice beseeched, "Take me, love, don't make me wait any longer. I need you."
"Here I am!" said the beautiful black boy with a light sigh, leaning his strong member against the bud of tender flesh that was pulsating eagerly in anticipation.
The tip of the strong sceptre of flesh, the colour of ebony settled at the centre of the love bud, which readily opened like a flower in the summer sun. Chaki felt it glide into the sweet channel, almost sucked in by it, felt the tender walls yield as he advanced with majestic assurance, and saw the smile grow on the lips of his companion.
The light of the moon, now high up in the night sky, was flooding their room with it's soft light, making it possible for the lovers to see each other better and to enjoy the sensations that were reflected in their faces, that made their eyes bright, that ennobled their fresh smiles.
"Let me feel your strength, my love" Rhemy begged, his voice hoarse with passion.
Chaki then started to move inside him with vigour, with strong and fast strokes, and his pubis beat against the round ivory buttocks of his lover making light, rhythmic noises. The bed now moved slightly in rhythm with Chaki's strong strokes. Rhemy cupped the muscular arse of his boy with his hands, pulling him further into himself with each of his strokes.
"You like taking me, don't you?" Rhemy asked in a whisper.
"I like taking you; I like being taken by you."
"Do it stronger" the boy encouraged him.
Chaki speeded up his strokes, which became shorter, faster and more vigorous. "Like this?" he asked his lover with a smile.
"Yes, exactly so. You are wonderful, like a stallion in rut. Go on, take me to paradise with you."
Chaki slightly rotated his pelvis each time he lunged into his lover's hot and most private of places.
"Yes, you really are a wizard. It is so good when you take me that I would like you to never come" Rhemy murmured.
"But that would be impossible. It is so good when I am inside you, that I'm not able to restrain myself for too long from the intensity of the pleasure you give me."
The emotions that the two lovers were experiencing were so strong that both stopped talking, each engrossed only in enjoying what the other was doing, and in giving to their beloved the utmost pleasure.
Finally the two boys, having reached almost simultaneously the point of no return, jerked in unison, contracting and expanding, and from their young strong bodies erupted the white lava of supreme enjoyment.
After a moment of astonishing pleasure Chaki lowered himself onto his beloved's body, their mouths glued together, their tongues united in the joyous dance of thanks.
The moon was now even higher, it's rays ceased to caress the bodies still tightly entwined and, smiling as if it had been a participating accomplice, was preparing to spy on other joyous love scenes.
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 6
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