Stormswept Heights

SEVERUSMAX said:
"Thank you, sir, for your advice and confidence. He didn't force me, per se, but he was very aggressive about it. That is, I didn't refuse, but I didn't know that I'd like it. I was just very thrown back by his desires, and didn't really make a decision in time. He had what you might call initiative. Yes, initiative....thing is that I didn't say yes or no. It was unclear. He took what he wanted, but I didn't protest as I expected that I would. I've never really been interested in men before....but I did enjoy it....even if he was a bit rough with me. I just didn't object or encourage him....I didn't know why I was so passive about it".

Nate listened carefully, trying to think of what to say. He'd never thought of himself as a wise or worldly man, just a simple one. To be put in this position was very new for him. "I see." Nate leaned back in his chair, "Some o' th' readin' I've done says that there's two basic kinds of folks, lad." "Those who take charge an' like it, an' those who prefer to follow." "It might be you're th' kind as likes a...strong hand takin' control."

Nate shrugged, "I don't know if tha's so, but it may be an explanation." "Part of it just mighta been tha' it took you so by surprise, you couldn't react." "Tha' can happen, pretty easy too." "Th' real test, now tha' you know it, is if you find you want t' seek it out...see how you feel when it happens again, wi' a man or a lass." "When it's not a surprise or a shock, how do you respond?" "That'll show more meanin', I reckon."

"Another thing...well, we all went t' church an' heard how sodomy's a sin, di'n't we?" Nate shook his head, "Sermoned an' preached at by men who did th' sin themselves, an' don't you doubt it, lad." "There's no sin in enjoyin' another, givin'...pleasure t' someone an' takin' yours in return." "Not tha' I expect you'll get rid o' all tha' preachin' an' th' memory of it right away." "Jus' try an' remember tha' there's sin in hurtin' folk, an' good in helping and pleasing them." Nate smiled, "Might not mean much, but tha's how I try to live."
 
Edward watched as Anne left the room in anger he thought he should go after her but Darcy did. The meal was excellent and the night began to slowly get later.It was just him and Delilah left in the dinning room they would exchange a glance or two nothing more. He broke the silence and walked up to where she was sitting and helped her stand. She took his arm and they walked around the downstairs he gave her a little tour has he whispered his desire for her. They had finally made it to the stairs and they walked up. The servants that were finishing up for the day nodded and said good night to them as they passed through the halls.

At last they reached their chambers and feeling a little brave the Baron picked her up and carried her to the bed. He had been awaiting the moment where they would be alone. The candle lit room was warm and the lighting couldn't have been better. Edward placed her down on the bed and leaned over to her and began to give her a soft kiss. He felt her hands move to the back of his head and she brought him in for a series of passion filled kisses. Their tongues danced around one another. Once they slowly parted he removed his jacket and got up on the bed and laid next to his new wife. Their heads leaned over and they began to kiss again.


Edward's hand began to creep up her skirts using his hand he caressed her inner thighs. His hand moved up and found her awaiting slit he slowly traced around it watching her shiver with anticipation. They clearly decided it would probably be best if the dress and skirts just were gone. He helped her sit up and began to undo the ties and clasps that held the dress together occasionally he would nibble and bite on her neck that would produce a sensual smile from Delilah.
 
Eddie Watkins

Armphid said:
Nate listened carefully, trying to think of what to say. He'd never thought of himself as a wise or worldly man, just a simple one. To be put in this position was very new for him. "I see." Nate leaned back in his chair, "Some o' th' readin' I've done says that there's two basic kinds of folks, lad." "Those who take charge an' like it, an' those who prefer to follow." "It might be you're th' kind as likes a...strong hand takin' control."

Nate shrugged, "I don't know if tha's so, but it may be an explanation." "Part of it just mighta been tha' it took you so by surprise, you couldn't react." "Tha' can happen, pretty easy too." "Th' real test, now tha' you know it, is if you find you want t' seek it out...see how you feel when it happens again, wi' a man or a lass." "When it's not a surprise or a shock, how do you respond?" "That'll show more meanin', I reckon."

"Another thing...well, we all went t' church an' heard how sodomy's a sin, di'n't we?" Nate shook his head, "Sermoned an' preached at by men who did th' sin themselves, an' don't you doubt it, lad." "There's no sin in enjoyin' another, givin'...pleasure t' someone an' takin' yours in return." "Not tha' I expect you'll get rid o' all tha' preachin' an' th' memory of it right away." "Jus' try an' remember tha' there's sin in hurtin' folk, an' good in helping and pleasing them." Nate smiled, "Might not mean much, but tha's how I try to live."

"By livin' that way, Nate, do you mean that you are also interested in both sexes? Because I think that I may well be. I don't know if Henry cared about my tastes, but he inadvertantly changed my perception of myself. I had always thought myself as exclusively interested in the ladies, until now. The thing is that I also enjoyed his forceful ways a bit. I think that I might well the sort to want a man to take control of me.....but I really doubt that I am that way with ladies...though I can't sure, because I've yet to be with a woman. My only sexual relations were with Henry, so far. But I think that with a man, I like to submit, for lack of a better word. To surrender to his will. I just wish that didn't make me seem less of a man, but then, I'm just a lad right now. Barely old enough to qualify as a man under the law, and so late in my growth, that I don't have to shave as much as most men, even those my age. My body is very smooth for a man's," Eddie noted, still a bit worried about what that said about his masculinity, but on the other hand, his past frail health had always called that into question....and this Nate seemed trustworthy, and older, wiser fellow....a potential friend and mentor, at least....
 
Cobra2004 said:
Darcy didn't want to leave Katlin but he had to get out while everybody was still sleeping. The last thing he wanted was to compromise her with his presence in her room. He also couldn't wait to see her again, and with any luck they'll have a chance to go riding together, seeing that Anne didn't want to have nything to do with him or his mother and sister.

Darcy and Katlin began to kiss and fondle each other again, Katlin was on top teasing him and deiced to straddle. Darcy was already hard and pushed her lower. When she felt his cock pressing into her. she moaned and reached for it.

She lowered herself down and impaled herself. He took her breasts into his hands and squeezed her hard nipples making her moan almost to loud. He signaled her with his finger to be quite and she nodded smiling.

All on her own Katlin began to move up and down him. She didn't wait for him. She was already to hot and couldn't wait to feel the wonderful pleasures again.

"Katlin. He said to her as she rode him. I have to leave here before the servant wake up. I would love to go riding with you tomorrow if you like." he said.

Katlin didn't want him to go, she wanted him by her side all night but she knew it was best for them both. So she kissed his cheek and told him, "I would love to go riding with you tomorrow." However she wrapped her legs around him tighter letting him know that she wanted him to finish before leaving her bed. She gave him a playful smile and kissed him on the mouth again, then down his chin and to his chest not wanting to be separated from him and then confessed, "I don't want you to go, I wish that everyone was blind to us."
 
Nate walked back into the stable, the book tucked under one arm. Interesting notions this German had, about morality and reason. This "categorical imperative" was really something. Although he wasn't so sure about it. Could anything ever be a true moral universal? As if reading his thoughts, one of the mares snorted derisively.

Nate laughed, "Guess that's a question fer gentlemen an' scholars, huh, Sally?" He grinned at the palamino, walking over to pet her mane and stroke her forehead. "Not fer a stableman an' laborer t' answer, is it?"

He took a few minutes to walk around and look at the stalls, nodding to himself. Nice and clean. The new stableboy was a dab hand at it, helped that he was a fast learner, and a hard one too. Good lad, a bit odd maybe...but who was he to complain? A farrier and goodman laborer who read philosophy?

There was a slight noise from above, and Nate almost laughed. The hayloft. He'd spend a few nights up there himself. It could be right nice. Still though...not a fit place for the boy to spend the night. Not without a few blankets anyway.

Nate went into the little apartment that abutted the stables. This was his home, such as it was, with a cot for Jessie. The lad seemed to prefer the loft though. Odd. Nate didn't think he snored that badly. He fetched up the blanket and pillow from the cot, returning and taking the steps up into the hayloft. "Tha's good work wi' th' stalls, Jessie," he called ahead of himself. Coming up into the loft, he smiled genuinely down at the sprawled out youth. "A day o' fine work, lad, an' no mistake." "You've earned yourself a rest, sure an' proper." Nate laid the blanket and pillow down. "Figured ye might as well be comfortable up here, no' tha' it's a poor place to nap, mind." "Jus' want t' make sure ye don' feel mistreated or too alone." "Way we worked t'gether so far, I reckon we'll be mates in no time."

Jessie woke with the light outside just barely beginning to hint as something other than deepest night. She groaned and rolled over on her side, the bindings on her breasts aching with discomfort, and saw a pile of blankets laid on the straw. Startled, she sat up quickly and looked around the loft ... she was alone. She realized how fortunate it was that she had fallen asleep fully disguised - had she realized her nap was going to turn into an all night affair, she would probably have removed the bindings from her chest.

Pulling a few strands of hay from her hair, she realized the sounds from below were human voices - two men, or a man and a boy ... one she soon realized was Nate, the stableman and officially her boss. The other voice she wasn't sure she recognized. Curious, she slid quietly to the top of the ladder, trying to listen in.
 
Garden Fruits

As Wood tasted the tender skin if Elsabeth’s neck, she raised her hand to the back of his head, holding him there instead of pushing him away. Looking down at her from behind, Wood observed her breasts rising and falling as her breath quickened, sweet ripe fruit ready to be plucked. Wood’s lips moved up to the soft spot under her ear, his tongue darting out to touch her skin with each kiss. He moved one hand around her hip to lay flat against her waist, the other he slid up to stroke the bare arm that held his head. His calloused fingertips gently slid along her tender flesh as he devoured her neck, his lips opening wider to suck her earlobe into his mouth. Another gasp, another rise, her fingers entwined themselves in his hair. “Such a lovely flower,” the gardener whispered in her ear. Sliding his hands up to cup her breasts, squeezing gently, he whispered again, “And bearing such delicate fruit.” He stroked her breasts, sliding his hands up and across them to feel her hardening nipples against his palms. His hardness pressed against her round bottom as his warm breath washed her ear. “So firm, so ripe, they must be so delicious,” he said and curled his fingers into the top of her bodice. An insistent tug pulled the top of her dress of her breasts and down to her waist. “Oh yes,” he whispered and cupped her naked breasts, his hard shaft pressed against the cleft of her ass. Wood took her nipples in his thumbs and forefingers, rolling her swollen tips between them. A low moan escaped the girl’s lips and her fingers tightened in his hair. “Let’s just see how delicious,” he growled and turned her around. Gripping her hips, Wood lifted her and placed her on the low wall they had just recently climbed over, placing her breasts level with his face. Sliding his hands back up to her breasts, Wood cupped them gently and lowered his face to take his pleasure.
 
Elsabeth was lost in the sensations that were running through her body. Wood's every kiss and caress sent shivers of warmth running low under her skin and they all seemed to pool and tighten in her belly. She could feel an unknown warmth forming between her thighs as well. The "proper" part of her mind was still screaming at her that she should stop him and run for the house like the hounds of hell were at her heels but she just couldn't find the energy to speak up when what he was doing felt so good.

“Let’s just see how delicious,” he growled and turned her around.

A small gasp parted her lips as he suddenly spun her and lifted her as if she weighed nothing at all. Sitting on the wall she looked down at him, before she could say anything however his lips closed around one, already tight, nipple drawing a low moan from her lips. Unconciously she leaned back, her back arched, pressing her breasts invitingly to his lips and reaching out to cling to his shoulders as need and pleasure that she'd never known before raced through her blood.
 
SEVERUSMAX said:
"By livin' that way, Nate, do you mean that you are also interested in both sexes? Because I think that I may well be. I don't know if Henry cared about my tastes, but he inadvertently changed my perception of myself. I had always thought myself as exclusively interested in the ladies, until now. The thing is that I also enjoyed his forceful ways a bit. I think that I might well the sort to want a man to take control of me.....but I really doubt that I am that way with ladies...though I can't sure, because I've yet to be with a woman. My only sexual relations were with Henry, so far. But I think that with a man, I like to submit, for lack of a better word. To surrender to his will. I just wish that didn't make me seem less of a man, but then, I'm just a lad right now. Barely old enough to qualify as a man under the law, and so late in my growth, that I don't have to shave as much as most men, even those my age. My body is very smooth for a man's..."

The kettle began to whistle, allowing Nate time to listen to Eddie's words and consider how to answer. He poured two cups of tea, handing one to the boy. "Come now, lad." "There's more t' bein' a man than hair on your chest or thick arms, it's more manner an' action tha' make a person a man." "There's many grown men tha' I consider no better than dogs, an' those who couldna carry a bucket o' water tha' are men." "It's how you act tha' makes you a man." "Don't worry 'bout th' physical side." "It'll come in time or it won't, an' makes you no less or more unless you make it."

He was silent a moment, then sighed and smiled. "You put yourself in my hands, only fair o' me t' answer your question." Nate hoped this wouldn't scare the youth away. He'd need someone to talk to about this sort of thing. "I've had a few lovers in my years, all ladies but one." "All but m' first." Nate's gaze grew a bit distant at the memory. "He was a few years older than me, tall an' fair haired, a handsome lad, wi' strong hands an' quite a nice form t' go wi' it." "He came t' work th' farm after me Da died in India, before I went off t' 'pprentice wi' my master." "So, yes, Eddie, lad." "I do have an interest in both men an' women, though I keep both discreet an' proper." He smiled down at the boy, "Tha's one reason how I c'n appreciate your feelings 'bout all this." "I've had a similar...awakenin' and questionin' period m'self." "I eye the ladies wi' an appreciative eye, an' a few o' th' fellas as well." He chuckled, "Makes th' world a far prettier place if you find both attractive, it seems t' me."
 
Eddie Watkins

Armphid said:
The kettle began to whistle, allowing Nate time to listen to Eddie's words and consider how to answer. He poured two cups of tea, handing one to the boy. "Come now, lad." "There's more t' bein' a man than hair on your chest or thick arms, it's more manner an' action tha' make a person a man." "There's many grown men tha' I consider no better than dogs, an' those who couldna carry a bucket o' water tha' are men." "It's how you act tha' makes you a man." "Don't worry 'bout th' physical side." "It'll come in time or it won't, an' makes you no less or more unless you make it."

He was silent a moment, then sighed and smiled. "You put yourself in my hands, only fair o' me t' answer your question." Nate hoped this wouldn't scare the youth away. He'd need someone to talk to about this sort of thing. "I've had a few lovers in my years, all ladies but one." "All but m' first." Nate's gaze grew a bit distant at the memory. "He was a few years older than me, tall an' fair haired, a handsome lad, wi' strong hands an' quite a nice form t' go wi' it." "He came t' work th' farm after me Da died in India, before I went off t' 'pprentice wi' my master." "So, yes, Eddie, lad." "I do have an interest in both men an' women, though I keep both discreet an' proper." He smiled down at the boy, "Tha's one reason how I c'n appreciate your feelings 'bout all this." "I've had a similar...awakenin' and questionin' period m'self." "I eye the ladies wi' an appreciative eye, an' a few o' th' fellas as well." He chuckled, "Makes th' world a far prettier place if you find both attractive, it seems t' me."

"I hadn't thought of it that way, Nate. Well, if you should ever want to show me the act in a somewhat gentler manner, I would probably accept such a proposal. The tutor is no rapist, but he must be fond of that Marquis de Sade or something. He behaved very much like a Sadist, given his interest in painful penetration. That's the only explanation I can give for it. In case you're wondering, my bookishness is due to my frail health. When you're ill so much, there's often nothing to do but read," Eddie replied, eyeing Nate as well as the tea....the stableman was quite handsome in a rugged way.
 
"Never read De Sade, t' be honest." Eddie was...did he want Nate to offer or was that comment just what it was? "As f'r readin', I think it's a fine thing." "Frail or no, t' improve oneself is a good thing."

Nate stepped closer to the boy, reaching down to slide a hand down one cheek, then to rest on his shoulder. "You're a good lad, an' a handsome one too." "I won't say I havena noticed it, an' tha' I never entertained certain thoughts." "Especially since you tol' me what happened wi' th' tutor." "I thin' you should have it in a more gentle way, e'en if jus' t' make sure you liked it." "An' I'd be glad t' do th' showing..."

Nate then shook his head and stepped back. "But it seems t' me you been abused by someone in authority once t'day." "I don' wish t' be another." It had been a long time since he'd had a lover. More than a year. The youth's words, his delicate features, the thought of his soft body, all urged him to lead Eddie into the bedroom of the little apartment and take him. But he didn't want the boy to associate this with force or violence, or feel taken advantage of.

"...Still 'bout two hours 'fore dawn an' any work needs done." "I feel like havin' a little lie down in back." Nate nodded, feeling this was a better course. "I'm goin' t' go in back an' change." "If you wan' me t'be wi' you, t' take you wi'out pain an' enjoy every second...then you can come back too." "If not, finish th' tea, head on t' yer room, an' we'll see about it when you're ready." He patted Eddie's shoulder, and then turned and walked out of the small kitchen/sitting room into the tiny bedchamber.

There was a single window, and barely room enough for the old bed. Nate's clothes were hung in sacks along the walls. The broad shouldered stableman undid his suspenders, stripping off his dirty shirt and putting it into the sack for laundry. He'd left the door open in case Eddie decided to come, and part of Nate hoped that the boy would. He was half hard, and he felt a tingling anticipation as he let his trousers fall to the floor.
 
Eddie Watkins

Armphid said:
"Never read De Sade, t' be honest." Eddie was...did he want Nate to offer or was that comment just what it was? "As f'r readin', I think it's a fine thing." "Frail or no, t' improve oneself is a good thing."

Nate stepped closer to the boy, reaching down to slide a hand down one cheek, then to rest on his shoulder. "You're a good lad, an' a handsome one too." "I won't say I havena noticed it, an' tha' I never entertained certain thoughts." "Especially since you tol' me what happened wi' th' tutor." "I thin' you should have it in a more gentle way, e'en if jus' t' make sure you liked it." "An' I'd be glad t' do th' showing..."

Nate then shook his head and stepped back. "But it seems t' me you been abused by someone in authority once t'day." "I don' wish t' be another." It had been a long time since he'd had a lover. More than a year. The youth's words, his delicate features, the thought of his soft body, all urged him to lead Eddie into the bedroom of the little apartment and take him. But he didn't want the boy to associate this with force or violence, or feel taken advantage of.

"...Still 'bout two hours 'fore dawn an' any work needs done." "I feel like havin' a little lie down in back." Nate nodded, feeling this was a better course. "I'm goin' t' go in back an' change." "If you wan' me t'be wi' you, t' take you wi'out pain an' enjoy every second...then you can come back too." "If not, finish th' tea, head on t' yer room, an' we'll see about it when you're ready." He patted Eddie's shoulder, and then turned and walked out of the small kitchen/sitting room into the tiny bedchamber.

There was a single window, and barely room enough for the old bed. Nate's clothes were hung in sacks along the walls. The broad shouldered stableman undid his suspenders, stripping off his dirty shirt and putting it into the sack for laundry. He'd left the door open in case Eddie decided to come, and part of Nate hoped that the boy would. He was half hard, and he felt a tingling anticipation as he let his trousers fall to the floor.

Eddie waited all of about ten minutes before he followed Nate into his room.

"I have to know, Nate. I can't go without knowing. If I like it, then that will be another pleasure that I have discovered. If I don't, then at least you'll have enjoyed yourself with a lad once more. It's not abuse if the other one is truly willing, right?" the butler's apprentice offered, his lips salivating at the sight of Nate's cock.....
 
Nate smiled, turning to face the boy. "No, it's not." "I'm glad you decided this, Eddie." "Truth be tol', I wanted you t' come." He was nude already, his muscular body strong, a this layer of hair on his broad chest. He stepped up to Eddie, reaching behind the boy to push the door almost closed, a thin crack remaining. His cock was thick and heavy hanging between his legs, throbbing for Eddie's touch.

He ran a hand down the thin lad's chest, past his waist, the rub his fingers over Eddie's crotch. "Let's see you, my lad." "Strip down fer me, an' an then touch m' manhood." "Get a good feel for it." "You want t' taste it, Eddie?" "D'you want t' suck it?"
 
Eddie Watkins

Armphid said:
Nate smiled, turning to face the boy. "No, it's not." "I'm glad you decided this, Eddie." "Truth be tol', I wanted you t' come." He was nude already, his muscular body strong, a this layer of hair on his broad chest. He stepped up to Eddie, reaching behind the boy to push the door almost closed, a thin crack remaining. His cock was thick and heavy hanging between his legs, throbbing for Eddie's touch.

He ran a hand down the thin lad's chest, past his waist, the rub his fingers over Eddie's crotch. "Let's see you, my lad." "Strip down fer me, an' an then touch m' manhood." "Get a good feel for it." "You want t' taste it, Eddie?" "D'you want t' suck it?"

"Yes, I think that I do," Eddie answered, grabbing his cock and kissing it...then peeling back the foreskin to suck on the head....this was an even nicer cock than Henry's...he could get used to giving men head...both Henry and Nate....he wouldn't mind doing a lot of this...
 
"Mmmmm, good lad." Nate closed his eyes, licking his lips as Eddie kissed and sucked at the head of his dick. God, it felt so good. The lad's mouth was wet, warm and alive on the sensitive head of his phallus. It had been so long. Too long.

A strong hand ran through Eddie's hair, guiding him. "That's it, lad, suck it." "You're good f'r bein' new t' it." He hoped Eddie liked it. Hell, he hoped Eddie loved it. Nate could get very used to having a lover on the estate. It had been over a year. "Open wide, boy, an' take it in." "Take as much as y' can, deep inta tha' sweet mouth o' yours."
 
Eddie Watkins

Eddie fully enjoyed Nate's cock...and now knew for sure that he was interested in both ladies and gentlemen.....he sucked harder and deeper, licking all of the way to the base of Nate's cock....and playing with the man's balls, too.....he soon found himself hitting the throat.....feeling the gag reflex....adjusting to deep-throating Nate....

...He stopped only for a moment, to reply....,"Thank you, Nate. I guess that I just like this sort of thing. I don't know what to call it, but I'm interested in both men and women, I am sure now."
 
"Phillips..." she whispered, flushed from her cheeks to the top of her lightly freckled breasts, "I haven't known a man..."

Upon hearing this Phillipe stopped and took his lips from her body. He looked up at her with both lust and kindness before. As he looked upon her, he was amazed he hadn't seen it sooner. Her flirtatious manner had very much been that of a woman experienced of earthly pleasures but that innocence and trepidation that had played behind the deep pools of her eyes was not out of status or propriety. It was borne out of her inexperience with men. He chuckled. He had heard men about the castle speak of the beautiful maid that they had been with. Phillipe had assumed they were speaking of Marie. Either they weren't or it was just the wishful boasts of the denied.

Still, as he at her, he realized that she had not told him of her virginity in an attempt to halt what he was doing but, rather, to advise him on how he should continue.

"Well, Marie" Phillipe said, again kissing at the delicate curve of her neck "If you'll have me, I should very much like to know you, and for you to know me."

There was no need to wait for a reply. The way her body responded to his touch told him that she was willing. Phillipe's hands went to the front of her dress and worked quickly to remove it from her. Her full, beautiful body was revealed to him in the soft light of the kitchen and Phillipe mentally thanked god for choosing to make women as he did. As Phillipe's mouth returned to meet Marie's, his hand filled with the soft flesh of her breast. It's size filling his hand and her erect nipple in the center of his palm. He squeezed gently and received another mewl of pleasure from the girl's lips. Being taller than her as he was, what Phillipe had in mind next would need a little rearrangement. His hands again found themselves on the gentle slopes of her hips as he lifted her up gently to sit on the counter top of his pastry station. Perched as she was, Phillipe was now able to taste her again. Her neck, her chest, her breasts.
 
SEVERUSMAX said:
...He stopped only for a moment, to reply....,"Thank you, Nate. I guess that I just like this sort of thing. I don't know what to call it, but I'm interested in both men and women, I am sure now."

Nate moaned, rolling his head back as Eddie took his cock deep. God, it had been so long! Eddie might have been new, but he had talent. Incredible talent. "That's it, my lad, my sweet boy." "Take it deep and suck it dry."

He looked down at Eddie, the sight as pleasing as the workings of the youth's mouth and tongue. His lips widely spread on Nate's thickness, his eyes half-lidded in enjoyment of the man-meat in his mouth, one delicate hand rolling Nate's heavy sack. He groaned as the young man pulled his cock out, and grinned at his words. "I'm glad o' that." "You're a natural cock sucker, my fine lad." "Be a shame f'r not t' like it."

As Eddie resumed his delicious work, Nate ran a hand through his hair, gently taking hold and guiding him. "Ohhh, that's good." "So very good, my bonnie." "Decision time, lad." "I'm tempted t' jus' let you keep goin' an' shoot my load down your hot throat, but if you want me t' fuck tha' tight little ass o' yours, I'd be delighted."
 
Eddie Watkins

Armphid said:
Nate moaned, rolling his head back as Eddie took his cock deep. God, it had been so long! Eddie might have been new, but he had talent. Incredible talent. "That's it, my lad, my sweet boy." "Take it deep and suck it dry."

He looked down at Eddie, the sight as pleasing as the workings of the youth's mouth and tongue. His lips widely spread on Nate's thickness, his eyes half-lidded in enjoyment of the man-meat in his mouth, one delicate hand rolling Nate's heavy sack. He groaned as the young man pulled his cock out, and grinned at his words. "I'm glad o' that." "You're a natural cock sucker, my fine lad." "Be a shame f'r not t' like it."

As Eddie resumed his delicious work, Nate ran a hand through his hair, gently taking hold and guiding him. "Ohhh, that's good." "So very good, my bonnie." "Decision time, lad." "I'm tempted t' jus' let you keep goin' an' shoot my load down your hot throat, but if you want me t' fuck tha' tight little ass o' yours, I'd be delighted."

"Be gentler than the tutor. It was okay that he did that, but my arse is now more tender as a result. But if you don't mind, try to ease the passage somehow. Is there a way to make it not so rough? I don't mind giving you my arse....you've been good to me.....and I love your cock....it's very savory...," Eddie stammered, nervous and excited at the idea of his second buggering that day. He loved the pleasure from earlier....but also feared the initial pain...he didn't mind a little sadism now and then....but he trusted Nate to be easier on him this time....Nate was much more a friendly lover than Henry. It was a nice change....even for an occasional masochist....
 
SEVERUSMAX said:
"Be gentler than the tutor. It was okay that he did that, but my arse is now more tender as a result. But if you don't mind, try to ease the passage somehow. Is there a way to make it not so rough? I don't mind giving you my arse....you've been good to me.....and I love your cock....it's very savory..."

Nate chuckled, "It loves you too, Eddie lad." "Doesn't wan' you t' stop." He tipped the boy's face up, smiling down at him. "But I wan' t' show you tha' it can be nothing but pleasure, f'r both of us."

He pulled the boy to his feet, reaching down to squeeze Eddie's young cock through his trousers. "Get these off, lad, an' on th' bed." "I'll be but a moment." Nate thought he heard some small movement as he went to the door, but before leaving the roof he peered out the crack. No one. Must have been his imagination, or one of the horses stirring on the other side of the wall.

Still nude, Nate went to his small stove where the teapot sat. He took two clean dish cloths, soaking them in the now warm water. He also took the small jar of cooking oil from it's usual place before returning.

He drank in the sight of Eddie, the youth presenting himself on the bed. "Lord, an' you're a beautiful boy, my lad." "Now...there's a few ways t' make this easier." "Th' first...is t' just pay proper due to tha' pretty bubble butt." He set the jar of oil beside the bed, then sat down behind Eddie. Leaning over, he kissed the cheeks of the boy's ass, then reached his hands to knead and massage the sore flesh, relaxing and soothing. One hand left, returning with one of the wet cloths, running the wet warmth over both cheeks, then between in soft, cleansing, caressing passes.
 
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Armphid said:
Nate chuckled, "It loves you too, Eddie lad." "Doesn't wan' you t' stop." He tipped the boy's face up, smiling down at him. "But I wan' t' show you tha' it can be nothing but pleasure, f'r both of us."

He pulled the boy to his feet, reaching down to squeeze Eddie's young cock through his trousers. "Get these off, lad, an' on th' bed." "I'll be but a moment." Nate thought he heard some small movement as he went to the door, but before leaving the roof he peered out the crack. No one. Must have been his imagination, or one of the horses stirring on the other side of the wall.

Still nude, Nate went to his small stove where the teapot sat. He took two clean dish cloths, soaking them in the now warm water. He also took the small jar of cooking oil from it's usual place before returning.

He drank in the sight of Eddie, the youth presenting himself on the bed. "Lord, an' you're a beautiful boy, my lad." "Now...there's a few ways t' make this easier." "Th' first...is t' just pay proper due to tha' pretty bubble butt." He set the jar of oil beside the bed, then sat down behind Eddie. Leaning over, he kissed the cheeks of the boy's ass, then reached his hands to knead and massage the sore flesh, relaxing and soothing. One hand left, returning with one of the wet cloths, running the wet warmth over both cheeks, then between in soft, cleansing, caressing passes.

It was a bit of a wait, but Eddie tried not to note the time....it was time well-spent, if it was spent how he expected.....in preparation....he told himself to trust Nate.....if he was going to fully enjoy being buggered....he had to completely trust his new lover...the older man presumably knew what he was doing....Eddie heard a few noises, but ignored them....he was eager to have Nate's hard cock up his arsehole...the very thought had him stiff...

Nate's return was quite pleasing, too....the tea....the oil...the rubbing, cleaning with the cloth....the way that Nate eased his sore sphincter, instead of just shoving it in him like Henry....it was a nice contrast....he would not stop servicing the tutor....but he expected that he would truly enjoy Nate's style better....most of the time....Nate was a considerate lover...unlike selfish Henry...he would enjoy feeling Nate in his most intimate orifice...

"Nate, that really feels wonderful....that rubbing on my sore arsehole....whenever I'm ready, feel free to take my bum," Eddie gasped with pleasure.
 
"In due time, m' young lover." Nate noted that Eddie was responding well. His prick was iron hard, and his asshole had relaxed visibly. Now for a few finishing touches. He licked his lips, running the cloth a few more times over the spot, then leaned in. His strong hands held Eddie' cheeks apart as he kissed the youth's asshole, then began to lick it, bathing it with his tongue, pressing in slightly now and then.

As Nate's continued to rum the lad's arse, he let one hand go to slide around front. Firm but careful fingers ran along Eddie's cock before encircling it, slowly beginning to stroke him. Had to give the lad's dick it's due, as lovely and stiff as it was.

For long minutes, he teased Eddie's arsehole, pressing his tongue in deeper each time he entered. All the while, he kept up that steady rhythm on the boy's shaft. Then he leaned back, taking his free hand and dipping into the oil. He let a few drops fall over Eddie'd firm butt cheeks, then slid his fingers between to spread the oil around his tight hole, then massaging it in. More oil, and this time his pinky finger tested the youth's pucker, taking the lubricating oil in with it. More oil, continuing to make the boy ready to be fucked.

Nate's manhood was still hard, never flagging. The treatment Eddie had given it, and the thought of burying it in his tight, young arse kept it ready and hungry for more. Finally, Nate shifted rising to his knees behind the lad. His hand left Eddie's cock to spread the boy open, the other lathering his own with oil before guiding it to the relaxed entrace. "Ready now, my lad." "If it starts t' hurt, you say th' word now." "But I can' wait any longer t' feel how good your arse is."

Nate pressed his hips forward, feeling some slight resistence before the bulbous head of his cock popped into the tight heat of his young lover's ass. Nate moaned, "Ohhh, good an' tight, you are." "Feels good, my lad." He pushed more, getting the whole head inside, and then pausing. After a few moments, he began to drive slowly but surely deeper and deeper...
 
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"Ah, by Jove, that is nice...," Eddie grunted with pleasure, as he felt Nate's hard cock in him....he loved that feeling now....he knew that for certain....he apparently loved both sexes....whatever the term for that might be...

"Ah, yes, that's good....thank you, Nate."
 
Nate's answering laugh was low and throaty, "You're welcome, my lad." "Anytime." He meant it. He'd forgotten how good, how intense it was. It'd been so long since he had a taste, he wanted more. His door would always be open to Eddie, that was for certain.

He continued to press deeper and deeper into the youth's clutching bowels until his heavy sack came to rest against Eddie's cheeks. Then he drew out almost all the way, until just the head of his cock was inside, and back in to the hilt once more. One hand grasped the boy's hips, pulling him into the thrusts. His other reached around, taking hold of Eddie's stiff cock once more and beginning to stroke him in the same rhythm as he was being fucked. "By faith, so good, lad...you were made t' be fucked, I swear."

Again, and again, and again, Nate made those long, deep motions, taking himself all the way in and almost all the way out. Yet as the tight, gripping walls relaxed, he began to move faster, his own passions taking control as his motions became shorter and faster still, moaning and growling at the pleasure Eddie's sweet arse gave him.
 
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Armphid said:
Nate's answering laugh was low and throaty, "You're welcome, my lad." "Anytime." He meant it. He'd forgotten how good, how intense it was. It'd been so long since he had a taste, he wanted more. His door would always be open to Eddie, that was for certain.

He continued to press deeper and deeper into the youth's clutching bowels until his heavy sack came to rest against Eddie's cheeks. Then he drew out almost all the way, until just the head of his cock was inside, and back in to the hilt once more. One hand grasped the boy's hips, pulling him into the thrusts. His other reached around, taking hold of Eddie's stiff cock once more and beginning to stroke him in the same rhythm as he was being fucked. "By faith, so good, lad...you were made t' be fucked, I swear."

Again, and again, and again, Nate made those long, deep motions, taking himself all the way in and almost all the way out. Yet as the tight, gripping walls relaxed, he began to move faster, his own passions taking control as his motions became shorter and faster still, moaning and growling at the pleasure Eddie's sweet arse gave him.

Between the stroking and the penetration of his bum, Eddie not only enjoyed himself.....he felt a kind of sensual, carnal pleasure that was hard to imagine....it hadn't been this good with Henry....not by any means....Nate was taking his time and allowing Eddie to adjust...that was much better....he would certainly be willing to bend over for Nate any day of the week in the future....for his second sexual experience....it was rather remarkable....

"Ah, yes....Nate....anytime....," Eddie grunted as he let Nate fuck and masturbate him.....
 
Nate's response was a throaty growl, his hips bucking faster and faster as he drove into Eddie again and again. He was close, very close. It had been too long, he used to go longer than this. "Mmm, goin' t' cum in tha' sweet arse o' yours." "You wan' my cum, lad?"

Rhetorical. Though it might be a little close to the tyranny of Henry Rimston, Eddie was getting Nate's spunk regardless. Nate continued to jerk the boy off, wanting to feel the young cock pulse in his hands as it sprayed forth. "An'....there..aaahhhhh, Sweet Lord, ohhhh." His body tensed for a moment, and he buried himself as far as he could into Eddie's core before his dick began to spasm and jerk, flooding the lad's insides with his sticky seed.
 
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