The Blacksmith's Apprentice [M/M] - CLOSED

[tamgreen]

Lucan's ears perked up at the sound of Averey's voice, his heart skipping with joy. When his beloved finally appeared in the back kitchen, Lucan had to restrain himself from leaping at him, though at this point it was for more reasons than simple discretion. Averey carried a great big bucket of guts, and was visibly filthy as well as smelling none too pleasant--it was, however, Cecily who remarked aloud on the less-than-fresh state of her son. Lucan stood by smirking while Cecily alternately thanked him for the contribution to her cooking, and scolded him for bringing his mess into the food preparation areas.

"Why don't you go on out back and help my son get cleaned up, hmm?" Cecily urged, placing a clean rag and a bar of soap into Lucan's hand with a quick wink. "Before he repels our potential patrons!"

"Yes ma'am!" Lucan giggled, and smiled adoringly up at Averey as they hurried out back to the well. Averey helped him crank up a bucket of fresh water, and once Lucan had it in hand, he looked up at his Big Bear with a wide grin and a twinkle of mischief.

"You are handsome even filthy, my love," he whispered. "But you really do smell rather dreadful."

After a brief pause, Lucan hefted the bucket and splashed most of its frigid contents directly over Averey's face and front. Lucan burst into giggles. "Let's get that wet shirt off you before you catch a chill," he teased, and helped Averey off with his shirt, taking a moment to admire him before perching next to him on the edge of the well and beginning to dab at his face with the soapy rag.

 

[grdybiwife]

Though he loved how eagerly Lucan was to help, Averey didn't know how alone they actually were until he heard his mother offering up sweets to Papa and his Da. But still he took the cloth from those delicate hands and finished the job on his own. "Thank you Birdie but we best not cause a scene," he said with a smile as he scoot a little closer to Lucan so their knees touched. "If you like I could leave a little for you to wash away when we are alone," Averey added in low tones and nudged his Lucan, gave his trousers a tug at the crotch. With a laugh Averey finished washing away all the filth he brought home with him from his hunt. Once he done, he slung a brawny arm around Lucan's neck and drag him back inside.

But of course they didn't go all the way in. They got as far as Averey's room before he mumbled something about a new shirt and dragged Luc inside. He barely noticed his mother's giggle or his father's heavily drawn breath at the sight. All he cared about was getting his lips on his love, to make up for all the kisses they had missed being apart. "Tonight we shall have our Respite my Birdie. Just you and I under the stars...perhaps a jug of ale and some of those little fruit pies you make. We could even go for a dip in the spring. Whatever you want birdie. I am satisfied simply to be with you."

 

[tamgreen]

"Yes, yes, a thousand times!" Lucan gasped, clutching his sweet Bear around his ribs with desperate arms. "All of those things and more, my love. Anything, everything, as long as it is you and I."

Gleeful and excited by their temporary privacy, Lucan devoured Averey as much as he could, sucking at his lips and tongue, and then relaxing back to let Averey plunder his mouth, always content to settle into the submissive role. He loved feeling Averey hardening against his belly, and likewise pressed his burgeoning bulge against his lover's thigh.

"We must get away soon," he gasped between kisses, hands kneading heated flesh. "How's your da? Did you talk about me? How many do you think know about us?" His eyes twinkled and gleamed.

 

[grdybiwife]

"So many questions for such a small man," Averey teased as he messed Lucan's hair. "Da is Da and I doubt he knows anything, though he kept saying how different I seem. Said there's light in my eyes, whatever that means," Averey said with a shrug as he dug around in the truck for a clean shirt and trousers, since his pants were just as filthy as the rest of him when he returned. "I'd imagine he doesn't suspect the Smithy's boy to be responsible for my good mood these days," he added with a wink as he stripped down to his undertrousers, trying to ignore the hardness brought on by Lucan's hungry kisses. "He did bring me these," Averey said excitedly as he pulled Lucan to his three legged table where he'd laid out his new cache of weapons. He ran a hand over the short sword and grinned. "One step closer to leaving this place my Birdie. With this blade I would protect you from the world Luc and this bow would provide you with all the meat you can eat. Now all we need is coin and a horse, finish our apprenticeships and we could be on our way."

Averey could not keep his lips to himself after that declaration and grabbed Lucan to him with an arm around his waist. It was urgent, his hand gripped firmly to his rear as Averey mashed his mouth against Luc's. But before he could get too distracted he pulled away with a little smirk. "Come let's go enjoy Respite before someone comes looking for us."

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan was excited and fascinated by the weapons, running his hands over the hilts and testing the weight of them. "Wow... wow," he whispered over and over. He looked toward Averey with wide, animated eyes. The thought of Averey protecting him with that sword, and hunting for him with that bow, made his insides turn warm and mushy. He needed Averey's mouth just as much as Averey needed his, and they kissed fiercely, grabbing and squeezing and rubbing against each other.

Averey finally let out a quivering breath. "C-can we escape... away on our own, now? Or will we have to have food with the others first?"

His hands rubbed up and down Averey's back.

 

[grdybiwife]

"My eager Birdie," Averey began with a chuckle as he kissed the top of Lucan's head. "Have you forgotten your father will be coming to spend Respite with us? How about this? If he doesn't show by sundown then we will take our leave of this place for the night. What I have planned for you would be best left for the dark anyway," he added the last with a little growl and cupped Luc's bum with hand. With one last swat Averey extracted himself from the smaller man's grip and shouldered the door open.

They were greeted immediately by the smell of charred meats from outside and the hearty stew simmering on the cook fire in the kitchen. The sounds of the Respite crowd gathering carried as well and a small smile came to Averey's face. He had never quiet enjoyed Respite. So many people, and most only there to enjoy the free meal and ale provided by his family.

The practice of Respite was subsidized by the King to appease his subjects from the heavy taxes levied to fund his last war. Flour for bread, salted meats, ale from the Royal brewery, and watered wine were delivered monthly to each village since the times when his Papa was a child. Most villages turned said supplies over to the whatever artisans would use them best, the larger ones sent them straight to the taverns. And so began the celebration of Respite, continued by the first King's sucessor who eventually decreed it as law so that no future King would think to defy the tradition. Through the generations the meager meals became more elaborate, games were played, and a generally festive atmosphere was felt throughout the realm.

And for once Averey wanted very much to participate, as much as his primal needs would allow of course. Lucan was never out of his eyesight, never further than an arms length away, even as they drank and enjoyed the meat pies and sweet treats the pastry apprentice had provided. Averey often nudged Lucan to witness one reveler or another enjoying his delicacies. Even Mrs. Goodwyne came by to personally congratulate the young man for his efforts, though it seemed she was loathe to do so. Her husband teased that the fact that she waddled herself over should be triumph enough for the young baker in training.

But as much as he was enjoying the revelry, Averey eventually found himself drifting away from the crowded Inn with his Birdie, his best friend, and her suitor. They managed to pilfer a few generous hunks of Jacob's kill and a jug of Ale to enjoy on a blanket Izzy claimed to have weaved herself not far from the edge of the village. Still within sight of the populous they all kept their affections to a minimum, though they still laughed heartily together and enjoyed each others company. Both Jacob and Lucan seemed to open up a bit more, perhaps from the drink but Izzy teased that it was from her and Averey's playful banter.

But the highlight of his evening came when he and Izzy were in the middle of a debate on who was a man of fewer words, him or "her" Jacob. In truth it was she who was doing the debating while Averey grunted an interruption every now and then as he lay on the ground staring at the darkening sky.

"You boys best separate. I think that's your Da headed this way Luc," Jacob muttered and Averey sat straight up to look. And it was, the hulking figure of Ivor Brecker lumbering towards them.

"I guess we'll have to wait after all," Averey said quietly to Lucan, though he could not hold his grin as the man came closer and he noticed a small smile on the man's lips. And a tankard of ale in his hand.

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan had indeed already forgotten about the plan to have an ale with his father, and he was a bit petulant until Averey hinted at tantalizing plans for later. He managed a smile, particularly at the squeezing and smacking of his rump before they left the privacy of Averey's bedroom.

Lucan had never been one for crowds, and tonight was no exception. He felt quickly exhausted by the sheer amount of people and noise around him, though he did feel rather flattered at the compliments, even if the attention made him want to crawl under a table and hide at times.

He was a little envious that Averey, as softspoken as he generally tended to be, seemed to be so much better than he was at blending in and being social, and was tremendously grateful to him for staying close by. Lucan would have felt like he was drowning if he had to drift alone in these crowds. He was relieved when the foursome moved their private party away from the crowds.

Lucan had just begun to feel relaxed when his father approached. He felt quickly awkward and uncomfortable, and more than a little impatient, but Ivor seemed to be in good spirits, so he managed a faint smile.

"Evening," Ivor said in his deep, gruff voice. He nodded to the boys, and then to Isabelle. "Lads... miss." His eyes focused on Lucan. "Son? How about an ale with your old man, hmm?"

"Of course," Lucan replied, giving a brief farewell to his companions, and a slightly lingering gaze toward Averey, before hopping up and joining his father, and the two men wandered back toward the inn to find someplace to share a bench and tankard.

"How's ma?" Lucan asked politely.

"Ah, she's gettin' by," Ivor said elusively.

Lucan sighed. He was tempted to ask his father about exactly what had been making ma so upset, but he wasn't entirely sure he'd want to hear the answer.

"How's things with, uh... the bakery?" Ivor asked, rescuing him from having to decide on whether to ask more about ma.

"Oh, wonderful!" Lucan exclaimed. "It's the right fit for me, and business has been up since I started there. I, um... did a lot of the baking for tonight, actually." He shrank down a little, hoping he didn't sound too braggy, though he figured Averey would want him to stand tall and be proud of his accomplishments. It certainly didn't come easily.

"That so?" Ivor mused, looking around at the many delicacies being enjoyed by the populace. "You're making something fine quality, and folk are sure enjoying it. I suppose that makes you a successful man." He clapped his son on the shoulder.

Lucan smiled, deciding it was a genuine compliment, and that he would accept it. He rested his hand idly on the hilt of the knife his father had given him. This was comfortable enough--they were just two men, just bantering about work over an ale. "How's the smithy?" Lucan finally asked.

"Ah, fair--very fair, actually. That Inman boy, he does good work."

Lucan nodded in agreement, keeping as casual as possible. "I guess we have both found success, doing what we were born to do."

"Indeed so, yes, I suppose that is true enough," Ivor agreed. He took a deep breath, seeming to be battling with something inwardly. "Well, boy... I'll give you one other true thing. Sometimes a man doesn't know what he's got till he loses it."

Lucan's chest inflated, and he looked up at his father hopefully.

"Fact is...," Ivor continued slowly, thinking about each word as he uttered it, "...it's been a lot more work for me around the shop without you. All those, uh... thousand little things you did, that I maybe didn't so much appreciate at the time... well, they add up. I gave you a hard time about not being... other than you were. But what you were was... a real hard worker, even if that work wasn't with hammer and anvil. So I s'pose what I'm meaning to say is... I appreciate you, Luc, and all you done. And... aw, hells. I miss you, boy, and that's a fact too."

Lucan's lip trembled a little as he watched his father force out the necessary words to express what was on his heart. The man's scruffy face was as set and stern as ever and his eyes were on his ale rather than his son, but the young man was still overwhelmed by the show of feeling. Ivor had never been one to show love or give affection to anyone other than his wife and occasionally his daughters--certainly not his only boy--but Lucan felt this was just as good as the hug or "I love you" he'd never gotten from his father. "Thank you, da," he said softly, trying to keep his emotions in check. He knew he wouldn't earn much respect from his father by crying--that was still a thing Ivor thought was girly--so he kept the tears inside and put on a faint smile.

They talked a while longer, and drank, before the older man decided it was time enough to head home. Ivor was almost as resistant to crowded occasions as his son, so it didn't take him long to reach his limit and want to retreat. They parted with a hearty handshake, and Lucan had to keep a tight rein on himself to avoid running at top speed back to the arms of his Averey.

 

[grdybiwife]

Averey watched the father and son for a long moment, waiting to see if he would need come to his Birdie's rescue. A small smile crept across his lips as he watched the two men disappear inside the Inn and he felt a moment of victory when neither man came rushing out right away.

"You seem pleased with yourself," Izzy teased and threw a blade of grass at him that barely made it across the blanket they lounged on. Averey simply shrug and lay back down to watch the clouds until his eyes grew heavy and he drifted off.

He was too tired to dream, even if he weren't, Averey didn't sleep long enough for his imagination to take him completely from his reality. It was not long before he vaguely heard his name being called, a gentle nudging to his side with a soft leather boot. Slowly his eyes drifted open and he pushed himself up to see his Da stumbling towards them. There was a huge grin on his face made ruddy with drink and he raised his tankard to greet the group of young ones as he approached.

"Come on boy leave the lovers to their canoodlin'," he said as he reached down to give his boy a hand up. "Gods your mother's feedin' you well I see," came with a grunt as Averey gave him a slap to his back.

"Papa claims he'll start charging me board if my supper portions get any longer," Averey said with a chuckle as his Da looped in arm around his neck.

"Bahh, he'll do no such thing. The apple of his eye you are, don't let that old curmudgeon tell you otherwise."

"I've long since stopped paying his teasing any mind Da. I'm not a little boy anymore," Averey reminded Dylan unnecessarily. His father offered no further comment on that, instead redirected the conversation to a more serious topic. He also steered him away from the bonfire that had been built in the village center towards the stables at the rear of the Inn.

"So your Ma has told me of your intentions to flee this quaint little village to a more...acceptable environ. Is that right son?"

"When my apprenticeship is up we'll...I'll make my way elsewhere," he admitted, though he found himself looking away as he corrected himself not to include Lucan in his escape plan. "I wish to live in a place where my conception is a source of town gossip is all."

"You need give me no explanation on it boy. A man makes his own decisions on what he wishes his life to be. Only a coward remains in discomfort for fear of the unknown. You're a good boy, level headed and practical. Where you got that I've the slightest idea because it surely didn't come from I or your Ma," Dylan said with a chuckle as he roughed Averey's hair. "If we were either, we surely would not have been blessed with you."

"I'm I really that Da...a blessing," Averey said solemnly. His mother had always used similar words to describe him but he often felt those were just things to say to a child you loved, and he knew those things were not always based in honesty.

"You and your silly questions. Granted the circumstances are far from ideal but my whimsical mind draws a different conclusion when it comes to your illegitimacy. Without you my line would be finished. Bet you never thought of that have you? Even if you have no plans of continuing it, I have done my duty to the realm," Dylan said, the last with a pointed look that made Averey avert his eyes but Dylan would have none of that. With his fist he gently raised his boys face, a face that was more man than boy. More like his own than he ever imagined. "Be not ashamed of who you are son. There are those who will love you regardless of who your parents are...or who you choose to give your life to. I gather you've already found those who would agree with me." Averey smiled at that and grabbed his father up in a tight bear hug. There were tears in his eyes as he pulled away and Dylan wiped them with a gentle hand. "There, there not boy. There's no need for wet eyes but don't think yourself less of a man for having them. Now for your last gift," he said as he pulled him the rest of the way into the stable where there were two horses munching hay in their respective stalls. Averey knew the tall majestic stallion to be his father's, but the other was a mystery. "Her name is Rebel, compliments of your youngest sister, she doesn't take kindly to the whip and will throw you if you get too heavy handed with the reigns but she's a good girl if you treat her right. Trained with the war horses so she ain't quick to start and can handle quite a load if you need her to but she'll let you know if you've overdone it. Where ever you go, you'll need a proper stead to get there."

Averey was speechless as he went to run a hand down the horse's snout and she neighed happily, leaned her head over the half door to greet him. There were still tears in his eyes as he smiled at her and said, "Hello young lady. I am Averey and we will be great friends if you'll have me." The horse weeny and stamped her foot, Averey took that to mean that she agreed. Dylan came up to put a hand on his back, squeezed his shoulder.

"And now perhaps you could find your way to visit me every now and again."

"Of course Da as often as you'll have me," he said without turning away from his new beast and Dylan smiled.

"Well I'll leave you to it."

"If you see Luc..."

"I'll send the little one your way," Dylan said with a nod as he left Averey to get familiar with Rebel.

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan spotted from a distance the blanket where they'd sat earlier with Izzy and Jacob, but Averey was no longer with them. He paused a moment and then picked up his pace again, meaning to hurry over to ask them where Averey had gone, but he nearly collided with Dylan Gregory, who had suddenly appeared. Lucan restrained a gasp, though his cheeks coloured slightly as he forced himself to look the man in the eye, remembering that he too was a man, even if he didn't feel like one.

"Luc, is it?" the man prompted.

"Yessir!" Lucan replied quickly, practically snapping to attention. Well, so much for being a man. Then again, shouldn't a man be deferential and extra-respectful toward the father of his one true love?

The man gave him a long, silent look, which looked to Lucan like a rather appraising look, and began to fill him with dread until Dylan finally chuckled and tousled his bright red hair. "You'll find my son out back in the stables, boy, and he's eager to see you, I think."

Lucan finally let out a breath and allowed himself to relax a little."Th-thank you, sir!" he breathed, and headed off toward the stables as soon as he could politely do so.

"Averey?" he called, curious as to why they were meeting here. Then he saw the mare his handsome man was adoring and a great big balloon of hope inflated in the centre of Lucan's chest. He approached reverently and gently ran his hand along the horse's silky side.

"Is she... for you...?" Lucan whispered, making excited eye contact with Averey.

 

[grdybiwife]

"She is and her name is Rebel," Averey said quietly. Without turning he reached to take Lucan's hand and smiled. "She will take us away from this place when the time is right. Da gave her to me...to us, I think. He knows about us, he didn't say it but the way he spoke...the things he said...And he didn't seem so unhappy about it. Did he tell you where to find me? What did he say? Was he polite?"

All of a sudden the excitement rushed out of him and turned to suspicion as he looked to the sweet face of the man he loved to find him smiling just a brightly. Of course he was polite, being crass with innocent children was not his father's way, even if the child in question was newly a man. With the bonfire burning brightly in the square Averey knew that no one would be coming out to the stable anytime soon so he took Lucan fully into his arms and kissed him deeply. His held him tight, lifting him slightly off the ground. His tongue slipped easily into his mouth, tasting the subtle flavors of the ale he'd been drinking all evening.

"My Birdie I love you so," Averey said quietly as he lowered him back to the ground, though he kept their bodies tight together. "Come me, let me steal you away. We have a few hours left of Respite and I will have you to myself...If you'll have me?"

It was a rhetorical question, Lucan had been trying to get him alone all day but Averey thought he might appreciate being asked as if they were courting properly. He cringed inwardly at that, courting properly. What was so improper about their feelings for each other? It was no different than those that Jacob and Izzy shared, but because they were two men society told them that what they shared was wrong. How could it be wrong when being together seemed to be making them better men? There was nothing wrong about that.

All this he thought to himself as he led Averey through the back of the Inn to grab a spare blanket and the lantern from his bedside. He lit it but closed the shutter so the flame was low as they crossed behind the Inn into the woods. As soon as they were in the trees Averey put his arm around Lucan's slender waist and pulled him tight to his body. "So Birdie, how was the manly ale with your Da?"

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan's heart felt like it might burst. He scarcely had a chance to nod in answer to Averey's questions before the big Bear swept him up into an amorous embrace. Lucan's eyes rolled back. Averey's tongue searching his mouth, his arms grabbing him up so tightly that his feet were no longer on the ground... it was more intoxicating than ale, and far more addictive.

"I love you, I love you, I love you!" he gushed. "Oh Averey, let's go at once! Let's not let another moment pass!"

He hurried along with his Bear, more than eager to get to their secret place together, to be alone. Already he felt his prick thickening beneath his trousers in anticipation. While Averey was grabbing the lantern and blanket, Lucan packed a small satchel with some of his treats, most notably the little marzipan animals he'd made specifically with his lover in mind.

When they were alone in the woods together at last, Lucan grinned and leaned against Averey, soaking up the warmth of his body and relishing the size and sturdiness of his Bear's manly body. When he leaned against this man, Lucan knew he was someone who could protect and care for him. He thought of Averey's new sword and bow, of their horse, and shivered happily. They were so close... so, so close. Before long they would be hopping up onto Rebel's back and riding off to a happy future, together.

"It was actually nice, sharing an ale with my father," he said. "It really felt like we were... men. At least, that he's beginning to accept me as one. And he said he misses me, and... appreciates me... and the work I used to do around the smithy. Can you believe it?" He smiled up at Averey, his eyes shining. He trusted Averey would understand how much this meant to him, what a struggle it had always been for him to get some kind of affection or approval from his father.

 

[grdybiwife]

Averey let out a deep sigh. Partly because he was so content in Lucan's company but mostly because he wouldn't have to do anything rash to his father come the morning. The smithy was a dangerous place to have cross emotions and after the tensions of the day beforye, Averey didn't think he could remain civil if Ivor hurt his Birdie again. He smiled warmly as he looked down at Lucan, though he doubted it could be seen in the inky darkness of the woods at night, and planted a kiss on the top of his head.

"So all your worry was for naught then," Averey teased and gave his rump a squeeze. By then they were at their place and Averey quickly laid down the blanket before he set down the lantern a safe distance away. "I'm glad he finally told you what you so deserve to know. I hope you found some comfort in it, knowing that he truly cares for you," he said as he sat and pulled Lucan down to sit in his lap. Averey ran soft kisses down the side of his face as he held him close, breathing deeply his scent as he nuzzled against the back of his neck. "I could eat you up you smell so good," he said breathily as his hands found their way up his shirt.

Alone with Lucan so close, Averey was having a difficult time keeping his manhood in check. But then again there was no reason to do so. Pleasantries exchanged Averey found no reason to hold back his primal need for his Birdie and reached down between them, shamelessly releasing his stiff rod from the confines of his trousers. His lips on Lucan's ear, Averey let out a little growl and nipped at his ear.

"You've barely touched me and yet I have wood in my trousers...oh my Birdie what you do to me," he moaned softly as he reached to cup his hand against the bulge growing in Lucan's own trousers. "Mmm well I see I am not alone in that," he mumbled as he kneaded the column of flesh trapped beneath the heavy wool trousers.

 

[tamgreen]

As soon as Lucan was settled in his lover's lap, all other thoughts were banished and there was only Averey, Averey, Averey. His soft hands rubbed exploratively over the bigger man's face and neck, the beginnings of a beard just starting to sprout. Lucan loved the sensation of him, the feel of his skin, his strong bone structure beneath. His fingers combed through the golden curls that were so angelic and so handsome. He let out a little squeak of delight as Averey's magnificent cock came out, and he dipped a hand down to stroke the stiff pillar of flesh as his other hand hooked around the back of Averey's neck and kept him close, adoring the nibbling at his sensitive ear.

"Oh yes, my big Bear, yes," Lucan gasped out, pressing against Averey's firmly rubbing hand. "I've been working on a cockstand since the moment we left the stables. I must keep myself from bursting at your merest touch! Let us have nothing between us."

Lucan withdrew only long enough to wriggle out of his clothes, and help Averey out of his, before sliding eagerly back into his lap and letting their cocks press together, lying alongside one another, both achingly hard, however different in size they were. He tried to wrap one of his hands around the both of them, but his little hand wasn't even big enough to wrap around Averey's alone.

"Your cock, my love," he whispered heatedly. "It is the most beautiful and pleasing, enormous thing. Look at you--you might as well be a stallion. Could it ever fit all the way down my throat?"

 

[grdybiwife]

"I'm not so concerned about your throat," Averey heard himself say. It was meant to be internal but what was done was done so he went with it and wiggled his eyebrows as he laced his fingers with Lucan's around their cocks. Slowly he began to work their hands up and down their shafts, all the while holding his gaze. With his other hand he pulled Lucan closer as planted soft kisses along his delicate collarbone. "So soft...when we are away from here...alone in the world together...I would want you as you were born...nothing to keep me from touching you...kissing you...everywhere...anywhere I please," he said between kisses and nibbles at the tender flesh of Lucan's chest.

Their pricks dribbled copious amounts of fluid as he stroked and Averey groaned as his hips began to thrust on their own accord. He wanted more, needed more. He needed to be inside him, where this new desire came from was beyond him but once it occurred to him on their first night together, Averey could think of nothing more than impaling his little Birdie on his shaft. But he wasn't sure how Lucan might take such a suggestion. They had always been taught that penetration was something that happened between a man and his woman, and the last thing Averey wanted to do was emasculate his Birdie when he spent so much time building him up.

"I want to be inside you," Averey blurted out before he could stop himself and again it was too late to take it back. "We're not...I never want...We can't have...I love you Lucan Breck," he said, finally meeting his eyes and took a long deep breath, stalling to collect his thoughts. "I want to lay with you but we are men and I would never want you to think yourself less than that, but I don't think we should be shorted such a connection simply because we both have these," he said and gave their cocks a little shake. "It doesn't have to be tonight...it doesn't have to be at all but I couldn't hold it in any longer."

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan gasped and quivered at the delicious sensation of them rubbing their cocks together, all slippery with their eager fluids. Averey's hand, developing calluses from his hard labour at the smithy, always felt amazing on him. Averey's lips, so enticing, all over every bit of flesh he could get, tasting him, loving him; Lucan practically went limp.

He focused his gaze and watched Averey raptly he spoke of being inside him. His cheeks grew warm and flush. Was there something Averey knew that he didn't? "Wh-why would I ever feel like less of a man?" he said softly. "No one makes me feel manlier." He leaned in and gave Averey a long kiss, pressing his tongue hotly against his Bear's.

"I want you to have me, my love," Lucan whispered against Averey's lips. He paused, thinking of everything he knew about sex... which mainly comprised what he'd seen horses or dogs doing on occasion. Them both being male, though, where could Averey possibly put it, except...? Surely not...! He took a trembling breath and leaned back to find Averey's eyes in the dim lamplight. "Where... um... what exactly... are you thinking of...?"

 

[grdybiwife]

It was Averey's turn to blush this time, a sheepish grin on his face as he slipped his hand behing Lucan to cup his backside. Slowly he allowed his fingers slipped between his cleft in pursuit of the only other entrance his lover possessed. "As I said we don't have to...I just want to be close to you...as close as I can be," Averey whispered as he pressed his first finger against the button that lay between the soft pillows of Lucan's rump. He felt it flinch against him but he went no further, not wanting to violate the trust they shared.

"I have heard men in the Inn speak of doing such things to their women with great enthusiasm," he whispered finally meeting his eyes and Averey could not hide his excitement at the prospect. His manhood twitched and thumped against Lucan's on its own accord, all the while pumping clear fluids down their shafts. "There was a traveler once who told of using his tongue to help the woman relax to better accept him...and I would...I would do the same for you if you let me."

With that Averey ran his fingers over his tip and Lucan's to collect some of the sticky mess they'd made, all the while holding his gaze. He kissed him gently as he slips his finger back between those cheeks he loved to hold so much. Averey used his other hand to grip and separate on mound from the other, and slowly began to work his fingers over the puckered hole. But he did not press for entry, simply teased the rim with slow gentle circles with one finger tip, raining soft loving kisses down Lucan's neck and chest. "I love you Birdie and if it is too much to ask I would understand...but I had to...I had to try. I would never do anything to hurt you my sweet little songbird...you must know that...Don't you?"

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan gasped deeply as Averey's finger pressed tenderly against his little pucker. His eyes were as wide and round as coins. Averey had touched him this way once before, briefly, and Luc remembered wondering why he'd want to touch there of all places... though the wondering had been subsumed by the sheer unexpected pleasure of the contact, followed by a shroud of embarrassment for enjoying having a finger on his arsehole.

This time, he felt less embarrassed, knowing it was, incredibly, exactly what Averey wanted. He was rather astonished at the news that some men liked to put their pricks up even ladies' backdoors when they already had the quim, but he was instantly intrigued, and suddenly felt far less awkward about enjoying being touched there. The idea of being licked back there, though.... He could not deny the thought was exciting in its utter vulgarity, for his cock leaped at the thought. Surely Averey would not actually want to do such a thing...?

"Oh... oh... oh...!" Lucan gasped as Averey's finger, slick with their dribblings, became friendlier, circling around his most private place as Averey's big hands spread his cheeks apart and those delectable lips explored all over his soft, freckled skin. His head rolled back limply. "Oh it's... oh gods... it feels so nice, Averey, I didn't know... I didn't think.... Oh! Yes! Please, Averey, have your way! I know you would not hurt me. I want you to have every pleasure. Do what you will with me, my big lovely Bear--I belong to you, every part! If you wish to put your tongue anywhere, and then your prick, I'll not disallow it... but Averey, you don't have to...."

 

[grdybiwife]

"But I need to," Averey growled as he grabbed a handful of Lucan's ginger locks, pulling his head back to expose his long slender neck for him to lick and nibble. "That is how you make me feel. I need you Lucan...to look at you...to touch you...to taste you...every bit of you." Averey rocked forward and pushed Lucan down to the ground, his hungry caresses uninterrupted as he moved to lay above the smaller man. The look in his eye was one of determination and passion filled as he devoured every bit of the porcelain skin of his precious love, furthering his point.

Averey made his way down Lucan's body with tender purpose, only pausing to pay special attention to the tiny nubs on his chest and the little dimple that was his belly button before he found his goal. Lucan raved about Averey's cock as if his own was less that perfect and he took his time showing just how much he loved it with soft kisses and teasing licks at the slit that lay at his tip before he took him fully into his mouth in one fell swoop. He gave it a moments suckling before he moved on to run his tongue along the seam that divided his jewels. Those too he took into his mouth, lathed them lovingly as he allowed a steady stream of spittle run out of his mouth. With his mouth full, Averey raised his eyes to take in Lucan's expression and moaned deeply at the sight. Blissful wonderment and he loved that he could bring such a feeling in the man he loved so much. He let his balls out of his mouth with a pop and turned his attention to his real prize of the evening.

Given it's purpose, Averey was surprised to find it was the same pink as his nipples and coated with a light smattering of peach fuzz. "Even this is perfect," he mumbled before he took his first tentative lick. With just the tip of his tongue, Averey traced the rim and groaned as it flexed and quivered. He hadn't expected such a reaction and it only served to urge him along.

And he lost himself in his exploration. The scent and flavors of his man were so pungent in such an intimate place and filled him with lust. He was like a mad man, mumbling and growling as he probed Lucan relentlessly with his tongue, eventually lifting his legs to allow for better access. "You are beautiful my Birdie...everything about you is beautiful..."

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan released a long, low moan as Averey pressed him down onto his back and let his mouth roam hungrily across his smooth body. To be so desired, to be needed, carnally, was the greatest pleasure young Lucan had ever known. He melted beneath Averey's mouth and hands, a more-than-willing feast for his hungry Bear.

"Gods, gods, oh gods, yes Averey!" he babbled, craning his neck up so that he could find Averey's face in the lamplight, wanting to share as much pleasure with him as possible, even that which could only be found in the eyes.

It grew far more difficult to keep eye contact once his lover began to move in a southward direction. Averey breathed hard, almost panting, desperately. Oh hells, he was going to do it, he was really going to do it. Averey was going to lick him down there. The anticipation was so taut and thrumming, Lucan nearly screamed even before he'd made contact. When Averey's tongue finally made contact, all he could manage was a guttural grunt.

"UH!"

He sucked in a deep breath and then held it, his jaw locking open. That tongue, that warm, wet tongue, tenderly circling around his most secret, most sensitive area, was his entire world in this moment. His legs went limp, his knees falling to either side. His hips twitched slightly, pressing a little against Averey's mouth, encouragingly. Such a pleasure he never could have imagined, but here it was, it was happening, and Lucan was half certain he'd died and ascended.

"Aaaaoooohhhh...!" his breath finally escaped in a wild howl as Averey's mouth sealed tightly against him, his tongue suddenly aggressive, searching, and devouring. Lucan let his legs be pressed back against his body so that he was bent nearly double, rolling back to angle his bottom up as much as he could. Desperate, unconsidered words tumbled from his lips: "Yes-yes-yes, in, in, oh in, deep in, oh eat me, eat me up! OH hells! OH-OH-OH! Avereeeeyyy! Gods oh gods tongue yes, all of me, ohhhh--!"

His words descended to unintelligible raving punctuated by assorted blasphemies as he jerked his pelvis to get closer to that divine mouth. It felt as if their flesh was melding together, that the one small piece of Averey that was now inside of him was all of Averey, inside all of him, one flesh.

 

[grdybiwife]

Averey bit his lip to keep from laughing at the bumbling mess of language coming from Lucan. He was pleased with himself for being able to bring forth such behavior in his man. Making Lucan Breck sound a blaspheming idiot was cause for celebration as far as Averey was concerned and he relished it, though not for long. There were more pressing matters at hand and Averey wasted little time moving to the next phase of his preparations for Lucan to receive him.

With his hole properly sloppy and glistening from his tongue work, Averey pressed the tip of his first finger to the hole gently. He didn't force entry at first, simply gauged Lucan's preparedness for it, but when those hips continued to writhe and he only offered a sharp gasp, Averey continued. His eyes on the flushed face of his love, he slowly pushed in with his thick digit, pausing every other second to give Lucan to object, but he did not. And before long Averey was working first one then two fingers in his Birdie's impossibly tight pucker. He had expected to be revolted by the action, given the purpose of such orifice but of course he was not. Now that they were together, Averey could think of nothing repellent of the smithy's boy. Even his memories of the once cross boy had become endearing in his mind, further evidence of the spell that love provides.

"Ohhh Birdie you want me inside...I can tell...you are opening for me," he husked as he watched his two slick fingers glide in and out of his now slack backdoor. "Are you ready Birdie? Please tell me you are...I don't think I can wait any longer," Averey said as he eased himself up to his knees, his hand still working slowly to open Lucan for his thick manhood.

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan kept his eyes on Averey's as much as he could in the dim light. The thick finger up his ass was a strange invasion, and he wasn't sure he liked it at first. He whimpered slightly but steeled himself to remain stalwart for his loving Bear. He inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying to slow his breathing, and it helped him to relax a little.

By the time Averey had two fingers inside him, Lucan was moaning, realizing what it felt like to be filled... and though it hurt a bit, the satisfaction was greater. Everything Averey had said earlier, about wanting to be inside him, wanting to lie with him, to be as close as they could be... his body was beginning to understand it. Tears rimmed the corners of his eyes from the intensity, but he was ready to be filled with Averey, with as much of Averey as possible. At least, he was determined to be ready.

"Yes," he whispered tremulously, eyes wide and glimmering. He reached out his arms for his lover, caressing his stubbly cheeks. "My Averey... please. Let's do. Come, yes, and put your lovely prick inside me!"

 

[grdybiwife]

It was like music to his ears. Averey smiled wide as he grabbed hold of his steely manhood and gave it a few ginger strokes before he pressed the tip to Lucan's slackened pucker. With his first two fingers, he held it open and slowly eased his way in as he pulled his fingers out. A low groan rumbled out from his chest as he experienced his first penetration and it was like nothing he could have imagined. He fought the urge to shove in completely, knowing from his talks with Izzy that these things took time and rushing would only hurt Luc.

Instead he grabbed a delicate wrist and kissed his beautiful little songbird's palm, his other hand held his cock at the base as he slowly inched his way in deeper. "Ohhh my love...it is like heaven inside you...please tell me you feel it too...so tight...so warm...the sweetest embrace...Mmmm my Birdie I'm in...all the way inside you...there can be nothing better than this...nothing..."

Overcome, Averey threw himself down atop the slight frame of his man, raining soft kisses all over his cherubic face. "You are all mine and I am yours my little songbird. We are one now...Us... Nothing else in this world matters if I do not have you."

Slowly he began to rock his hips backwards, dragging himself away from the wonder that was Lucan's tight canal, only to push himself back in. In and out, back and forth, matching his pace with Lucan's shudder breathes.

 

[tamgreen]

Lucan watched him intently with mingled awe, fear, and rapt anticipation as Averey began pushing his thick cock into his tender virgin hole. He panted and intermittently whimpered as the hard pillar of flesh stretched him open relentlessly. It was wonderful and terrible all at once--at times it felt like a red hot poker skewering through him, but it was still beautiful and still pure love. As Averey's warm lips pressed against his palm, he made a kittenish mewling noise and arched against his lover.

"Oh-h-h-h!" he moaned when he realized Averey was inside him to the hilt. He could feel the warm press of heavy balls against his rump. Never had he imagined he would experience anything like this. Tears rolled steadily down his face.

"Ah... oh my Bear... I am so full, so full of you... everything inside me is you! Your cock fills all of me, my heart is your heart, every breath, all for you! We can never be apart, my love, my sweet love! We are joined--this is the most perfect love, the most beautiful! Oh sweet Averey...."

He gasped repeatedly as Averey began to pull out and push in again, to rock his hips in a steady rhythm to fill him over, and over, and over, building both of their pleasures.

"Yes, Averey, yes, yes!" he squealed. "Oh, put it so deep inside! Love me good and hard! Will you fill me with your seed? I want your essence in me--make me full of your spend!"

 

[grdybiwife]

Averey planned to do just that, rutting hard against Lucan. He wanted to speak, to tell his beautiful little man how much he loved him, how wonderful it felt to share such an embrace but he could manage nothing more than animalistic grunts and growls as he ravaged his neck and chest with long licks and not so gentle nibbles at his tender flesh. At one point he thought he might have actually howled as he drove himself closer to the edge.

Lucan had begged for his seed, to be breed by him and Averey wanted very much to oblige his Birdie so he drew back off his chest and lifted those slender legs in his meaty palms only to bury himself to the hilt with all the power he could muster. His grip was tight, bruising but still he pressed on driving himself deeper and deeper. It was as if he was trying to shove his whole self into that tight little hole, in truth he would have if it were at all possible.

"Ughhhh I will...everything...I will give it all to you," Averey finally managed to say as his thrusts lost all rhythm, his body tense and sheathed with sweat as his primal instincts took over. "It is all yours," Averey grunted as he made one last finally push and dumped his seed deep inside Lucan's canal.

 

[tamgreen]

Heedless of the world around them, Lucan's wild cries echoed through the night. To an eavesdropper he would have sounded like a young man in terrible agony, and though there was a measure of genuine pain in his cries, the greatest portion of his boisterous racket was the sheer overwhelming force of ecstasy. Averey's vigorous fucking and passionate love met needs the scrawny smithy's boy had never known he possessed.

This union was the answer to every unasked question; it gave voice to all of the unexpressed, barely subdued passions of his unfulfilling youth. He even embraced the pain, accepting it, even craving it, as just discipline for the bad behaviour and snobbery that had thus far been his sole defence against a world in which he did not ever seem to fit. Now he fit Averey, and Averey fit him, and it was a balm to every old wound and injustice. They fit... they were home, fate, destiny for one another.

Lucan wished that this could last forever. Averey's cherubic curls were so roguishly fetching when dampened with sweat. The fierce determination on his face was awe-inspiring. The way the muscles of his arms bunched when he gripped the smaller man's legs would have made Lucan weak and wobbly if he hadn't already been entirely at his Bear's mercy. The meaty sound of their bodies slapping together rapidly as Averey came close to his climax was deliciously satisfying.

Averey seemed to grow larger, harder, as he prepared to release deep inside him. Lucan screamed out with the intensity of the final few thrusts inside him, and he felt the heat of Averey's seed flooding into him.

"Oh gods Averey almost there, grab me just once!" he hollered, and when his lover's thick fist wrapped around his rigid little cock and gave it a firm tug, he squealed and blasted forth a thick stream of milky fluid, followed by several more generous spurts, all of which spattered chaotically over his perspiring body. He shook with ecstatic paroxysms, his body and mind overwhelmed by the force of their coupling frenzy.

As Averey collapsed helplessly over his wet, panting frame, Lucan wrapped his weak limbs around his Bear in an all-over embrace, his legs keeping Averey's hips close so that he would stay inside as long as possible.

"Averey, Averey!" he sobbed, little fingers digging into the big man's back. "It doesn't matter if we cannot be married... the gods bear witness, Averey, we are joined. You are mine and I am yours for all of this life and beyond. I can feel you inside me, my love--I'm so full of you!"