Trega Academy for the Mystic Arts

By Devlen

Published on Oct 13, 2013

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TREGA ACADEMY FOR THE MYSTIC ARTS

The usual disclaimers and such apply. This story involves multiple sexual scenarios depicting male/male sex. If any of this content is illegal to be viewed in your country/area/home etc. don't view it unless you are willing to break the law. Yes, that includes you, 15 year old kid masturbating to my stories!

If you have any comments, questions, concerns, or ideas, I'd absolutely love to hear from my readers, it's the only reason I have any motivation to write!!!!!

Contact me at: eccentricpenguinwriter@hotmail.com

Anyways, on with the show!

P.S, this is mostly just a rough-draft as I don't have the patience to do much editing, sorry :(.

Chapter One: Last Minute Training

I wiped the sweat off of my face as Marcus stepped onto the wrestling mat, hands on his hips grinning at his apparent victory over me in the last match, not a single drop of sweat falling across his mostly-unclothed lithe body. The only thing he wore was an onyx-black gret (Grets are a piece of athletic wear that Mages wear when dueling, it's simply a tight black cloth covering the waist half-way to your knees, think of a tight pair of boxer-briefs), a slight bulge in the center where his boy-bits were.

"Seth! Get your ass up and try again! You gotta get this shit down! I ain't gonna have a little brother fail his first duel at the academy!" Marcus laughed at me, holding his hand out and pulling me off the ground. He backed up to the corner of the mat, raising his hand in a gesture meaning I needed to start. I spoke several words of summoning as I charged at him, planning on catching him by surprise this time. As soon as I reached him and attempted to throw a punch, he ducked and jabbed me in the ribs, I groaned in pain as I flew back and prayed the spell would work in time.

"Shit!" Marcus yelled as several black-lines covered his fist, the one that hit me, twining around his hand and reaching up to his shoulder. The spell was a simple one, wherever his skin came in contact with mine, a curse would be placed upon the area he touched me with, paralyzing him until it was released. He seemed shocked as I walked up to him triumphantly, and threw a punch that should have ended the fight.

Boy was I ever wrong.

As soon as my fist connected with his cheek, he dissolved into ashes; he had replaced himself with a simple demonic-clone, a replica of him that was really just an illusion. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and was thrown onto my 11 year old butt once again. Marcus stood over me, grinning like the cheeky bastard he was. He grabbed my head and shoved it in between his legs, laughing and yelling "teabag!"

I groaned in embarrassment, he did this all the time and it annoyed the hell out of me, not to mention made no sense to me. "You know Seth, I give you a hard time, but you're winning your duel, I can just feel it," he laughed and threw me a towel to wipe my face off, "The academy is a fucking awesome place to be, you'll make your best memories there."

He looked at me again, and I noticed a really strange look come over him. He grabbed me by the shoulders, and in an almost whisper he said " You know Sethy, you owe me for teaching you so much ya know. It's time to pay big-bro back." I pouted, my allowance was tiny enough as it was without him taking it. "Marcus you know I don't have money.... Bro please don't ta-" I stopped mid-sentence as he shoved me to my knees, and pulled down his gret. His penis popped into view, bright red pubes matching his hair outlining the massive (atleast to me) prong.

"Marcus... w-what are y-you doin'!" I squealed as he started pulling me towards it, a crazy grin on his face. "Just treat it like a popsicle Sethy, this is how you repay big-bro." He moaned out as it touched my lips. He gasped in surprise and I licked the tip of it, I guess he hadn't been expecting me to agree so quickly. Truth be told I just wanted to get it over with... and I kind liked it I guess. He shoved it into my mouth, making me gag as it hit the back of my throat. The thing was stretching my jaw slightly and my nose was jammed into his pubes, which smelled like sweat and the slight tangy musk of his demon magic. He pulled it out to the head and slammed it back in, tears were streaming down my face as he repeated the process multiple times, smacking noises erupting every time his 'tea-bags' hit me in the chin, tickling me with the red hair covering them.

Nothing like this had ever happened to me before, hell I had never even seen him naked before. Of course I knew he had a dick, it was obvious when he got a boner in the ghet, that was something all of us had done, even our oldest brother Nicholas got a stiffy every now and then. Both of them obviously swamped my little penis, I measured it once too. It had come up to be about 3 inches hard, pathetic to what I guessed was the 6 inches my 14 year old brother was slamming into my throat.

He kept moaning and moaning, red-pubes tickling my nose and balls smashing my chin until finally, I heard him give a hitched breath and go balls-deep, making me gag harder than I had ever done before. I felt the underside of his dick pulse and something hit the back of my throat. I tried to scream, the asshole was peeing in my mouth!!! This just made him moan harder, I guess it just vibrated his penis instead of making him stop. He slowly pulled out of my mouth, a salty.. but sweet taste passed over my tongue as it left my mouth. Maybe pee didn't taste so bad? I think I'm a pervert. A drop of something white was coming out of his snake as I looked at it, Marcus was hunched over and had his hands on my shoulders. Breathing heavily, he pulled me up to my feet, and grabbed me in a bear hug.

"God damn little man, that was fuckin' awesome. You can't tell anyone about this, k? We're even now." I grinned at him, he was usually never this willing to tell me I didn't owe him something. I hugged him back, nuzzling my face into his slightly defined pecs, giggling as his nipple went across my nose. "Get dressed Seth, you should be getting your welcoming letter in the mail today, I know we've been secret about how the academy works and all, but the letter will explain all of it to you." He smiled at me, gave me another quick hug and pulled his ghet up. He left the room, and I heard him go into his room.

Man I hoped things kept going like this!

Next chapter will be up A.S.A.P, I was really excited to write my first nifty story so I wanted to post ... well... A.S.A.P!

Next: Chapter 2


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