Date: Sun, 14 Feb 2010 15:43:28 +0000
From: Pearse Jackson <p.j1055@hotmail.com>
Subject: An Odd Find

Kai, his bow slung around his right shoulder, quiver at his back and
scabbarded sword at his left hip, was glad to be gone from the castle, and
to be among the trees once more. He always felt restrained, confined within
the castle, though he did enjoy the company of the people there, the King
Larth and his sons, Nath and Brandov. They were witty and made him feel
comfortable enough, but only amongst the trees of the forest, did the
King's Master Hunter feel truly at home.

Kai's horse, an old gelding at some fifteen hands, clip-clopped noisily
through the forest, breaking many fallen branches and rustling the leaves
strewn on the forest floor. The Autumn sun was beating down on Kai's bare
neck and arms, and he felt content with his lot. The King had sent him to
range for boar in the forest, cautioning him, somewhat sarcastically, of
the bears that had been sighted in the forest of late. The King and Kai had
shared a chuckle at this, both knowing that Kai was not one to be caught
unawares, by creature or man.

Kai's enjoyment of the silence of the forest, disregarding his horse's
noisy steps, was broken by a sound of water over rocks nearby. He knew of a
stream nearby, with a short fall of some twenty feet into a spring of clear
water. His horse, showing the ability all horses have of smelling water,
seemed a little restless, and Kai relented on the urge to continue on his
path, and steers the horse right, through the trees and undergrowth,
towards the, somewhat, hidden spring. Kai brought his horse through the
trees, his mouth falling open and his dick stirring in his undergarments as
he reached the edge of the clearing in which the spring lay.

A young boy was bathing, naked, in the pool.  Normally a sight such as this
wouldn't arouse Kai, as he had no previous longing towards young boys,
but.....there was something about this boy. His hair hung to his shoulders,
a deep brown lustre to it. He was very slender, his back, which was turned
to Kai, devoid of muscle, but also devoid of fat. His ass......were very
feminine, to Kai's eyes, they arched out from his back and thighs, and
looked tempting, which was yet again surprising to Kai, never before having
felt this towards a boy. The boy realised he wasn't alone as Kai's gelding
stepped impatiently at the ground, mad at its master for not letting it
satiate itself in the spring. Kai was nearly knocked over as the boy turned
to him. His mouth was open in surprise, and Kai couldn't help but stare at
the boy.....his lips were startlingly red against the pale white of his
skin, his eyes wide with blue iris'. His chest was flat, as was his
stomach, but his nipples protuded from his chest, a pale pink that made Kai
imagine his own lips on them. The boy's penis was very small, not erect,
true, but small nevertheless. Kai couldn't shake the arousal he was
feeling. He thought logically.....the King had a liking for pretty young
boys, most found nearby should be brought to the King. Kai used this new
resolve to bark out, ''Boy, what are you doing in the King's forest?''

The boy's eyes widened even more, and he stammered, ''S-sorry, m'lord, I
found this stream, and followed it along, so I could bathe....'', his voice
faded into silence as Kai slowly walked his horse to the water's edge. Kai
dismounted, letting his horse walk to the water's edge of its own volition
as he walked to a large, flat stone and sat on it. He looked at the boy,
who was still looking straight at him, Kai stifling the arousal he feels,
and gruffly saying, ''Continue bathing, boy, don't let me interrupt you.''

''Yes, m'lord'', the boy replies, a little uncertainly, but he turns his
back and rubs the water into his body. Kai nearly moans at ''m'lord'', and
now he raises his hand to his mouth to stifle the moan that issued forth
from his throat at the sight of the boy rubbing himself. Kai got up,
walking back into the forest, resisting the nearly overwhelming urge to
look at the boy once more. He exhales slowly when he's a within the trees
again......what was that? he thinks to himself, wondering where this new
lust came from. Certainly, he could appreciate beauty in both males or
females, but this wasn't appreciation, it was the lust he thought was
limited in him only to beautiful women. He knows he should be bring him
back to the castle, for Larth would be surely quite happy at this find of
Kai's, possibly even rewarding him. But the thought of handing him over to
his King brought a sense of panic......what in the name of God was going
on?

Suddenly, a shout of fear pierced the silence of the forest, from the
direction of the spring. Kai's heart froze, knowing it was the boy, and he
sped back to the clearing, to find three men roughly pulling the boy this
way and that, shouting at him. Bandits, Kai's mind registered, from their
garb and rough ways.  Without conscious thought, he slung the bow from his
shoulder, notched an arrow from his quiver to his bow, and let fly. The man
immediately in front of Kai fell with a strangled cry as the arrow punched
through his back, and the other men let go of the boy, staring shocked in
Kai's direction. Kai used their indecision to notch another arrow, this one
cutting the air on its way to punching through another man's throat, him
raising a hand halfway to his throat, then falling without a sound, but for
a death rattle. The other man yelled, obviously too courageous for his own
good, Kai thought, and rushed at Kai with the sword in his right hand. Kai
let the bow fall to his right as he unsheathed his sword, parrying the
man's first attempt at a lunge, then cutting off the man's hand holding the
sword, the man screaming and falling to his knees as he looked at his
severed limb. He looked up at Kai, his face contorted with pain, as he
mumbled with a clenched jaw, ''Please, it wasn't my idea, spare me,
and.....'', his words cut off by the severing of his neck, Kai staring
icily at the decapitated man. Outlaws in these woods felt the wrath of the
Master Hunter, an unforgiving one for disturbing his King's woods.

The boy was crying on the ground, and Kai hurries over to him, fearing the
worst, quickly scanning the boy's body with his hands and finding nothing
wrong, realising the boy was just shocked. He hugged the boy to him,
smelling the fragrance of the boy's washed body and hair, and wishing he
hadn't hugged him. The boy buries his head into Kai's chest and cries. Kai
rubs the boy's back and neck slowly, whispering soothing words to him, and
the boy's wracking sobs eventually weaken, and he leans back, looking into
Kai's eyes and whispering, a tear beading his eyelashes, which Kai realises
are curled softly towards his cheeks, to his added arousal, ''They were
going to rape me....''

Kai's heart faltered as he stared back at the boy, who buries his head into
Kai's chest once more. Kai looks at the corpses of the two men he had
felled with arrows, rage washing over him, and the urge to hack their
bodies to pieces quickly contained by Kai. Kai, being a Master Hunter, knew
that anger only got in the way of things.

Kai didn't know how long they stayed like that, but he didn't want to
release the boy from his arms, and the boy seemed comfortable there. But
the boy eventually parted from him, staring at Kai, and whispering, ''May I
ask your name, m'lord?''

Kai again struggled to cope with the arousal the boy's softly whispered
word put through him, saying, ''Kai. What's yours, boy?''

''Daro, m'lord'' he replied, turning from Kai and walking over to the other
side of the spring, where Kai noticed for the first time a small bundle of
clothes. He quickly dressed, and came back, blushing, to Kai's added
arousal, as he whispers, ''May I go with you, Kai? I have nowhere else to
go.....'', looking off to one side into space as he says this, Kai
realising there may be a story behind that admission, one which had hurt
the boy. So he merely responds with, ''Yes, boy....Daro.''

Daro smiles a weak smile, the shock of the bandits' appearance still
obviously in his thoughts. Kai walks past him, breathing in heavily as he
recalled an abandoned cottage a mile to the west in the forest, and looks
at the darkening sky, knowing that they'll have to sleep there for the
night. He mounts his horse, who had been standing with nostrils blowing and
eyes down since the conflict, and holds his hand out to the hesitantly
following Daro, who, from the wide look in his eyes and the way he clings
to Kai's waist when he is pulled up behind Kai, has never ridden a horse
before.

Kai led the horse out of the clearing, remembering the beauty of the boy's
face as a single tear had beaded his eyelashes, and wondering what he would
do when they reached the cottage.

End of Part 1