Date: Wed, 8 Apr 2020 22:09:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: MLK
Subject: The Council of Elders 11

Chapter 11:  The Council of Elders
The Council is back in Session.
By Kingeorge

From Chapter 10:
     The elderly man motioned for young Marcus to stand up and beconed him
to come for a warm hug.  Reverend Withers put his arms around the eleven
year boy and lowered his hands to cup the boys bottom cheeks.
     "I am so glad to see you here Marcus.  I have been waiting for this
day for over a year.  Now that you have turned eleven, I have a special
birthday present to give you."
     Marcus could feel the ministers erection pressing into his boyish
chest.  There was a no doubt in the mind of the youngster, exactly what
that gift was going to be.

     And now, dearest readers, we go forth with our story.  But before we
join the Minister and the boy who is about to lose his virginity, we take
you back two years to Comeston Village, to see a much younger Marcus being
bullied by two of the older classmates.  As always, there is good reason to
study the past:

Comeston Village, the year of our lord, 1729 AD.
     "But Mother, I do not want to complain to my teacher, that would only
make it worse.  They tease me and knock me down.  They take my lunch and
eat it.  My teacher gives me part of his, but I am still hungry all day.
And then sometimes during recess, they push me down on the ground." Nine
year old Marcus said to his mother.
     His mother pondered what to do.  Then, during her evening prayer, a
thought came to her, that she should ask Reverend Withers for advice.  Boys
in the village were fearful when their parents diciplined them, terrified
when their teacher weilded out discipline, and horrified at the thought
being sent to see the Reverend.
     The next day, she spoke to Reverend Withers and told him about the
bullies at school preying on her nine year old boy. The two boys in
question, Thadius and Simon, had recently turned eleven and were eligible
to be sent to Florentia Provence, as participants in the apprenteship
program under the auspice of Marquis Ducoch.
     Pastor Withers counciled both boys and found them to be excellent
choices for the program. Three days later, both of the bullies packed up a
small bag and got into the carriage with Lord Espiton for the four hour
journey.

     When Marcus was told about the two boys being sent away, he was so
relieved, he went to see the Reverend to thank him.  He entered the small
chapel to find Reverend Withers sitting in his office, behind a rich
mahogony desk.
     "Thank you for sending away those two. I am very happy and my mother
said that maybe there is something I can do for you to thank you.  Is there
some job here that I can do for you?" Marcus asked.
     Reverend Withers was sitting behind his desk and looked at the nine
year old. The cock which he had been stoking before the boy arrived, was at
full staff and concealed underneath the wooden desk. He smiled and rubbed
his chin.  After a long pause, he replied to the boy.
     "There is JOB that I would like you to do. But the law does not allow
a boy your age to do it.  It is a JOB that you can do when you become
eleven and on your birthday, I will most certainly find you and you can do
it then." Pastor said.
     Marcus thought it odd, that the elderly minister said the word JOB in
a peculiar manner.  He detected a slight grin on his face each time he
pronounced the word.
     "I will do the job for you as often as you want, when I am old enough,
Sir." Marcus said.
     "Well, my dear lad, I think there is something you CAN do for me, if
you wish.  I would like you to join the boys choir at our church.  If you
need to think about it, thats fine. But I would consider it as returning
the favor if you would at least try out.  Perhaps you enjoy singing?  Would
you be interested in joining the Choir? " Pastor said.
     Marcus nodded his head, up and down.  Choir sounded like fun.  Singing
hymns in church every day after school.  And on Sunday, singing in front of
the whole congregation excited him.
    "I would like to be in the Choir, Sir." he replied.
    "Good.  Then let me hear your voice so that I can determine where you
will be positioned in the choir.  Can you sing a song for me?  What about
Three Blind Mice? or Ring around the Rosey." Pastor asked.
     Marcus did not seem shy at all to sing Ring Around the Rosey for the
Pastor.  Withers stopped him before he could sing a second verse.
     "Your voice needs to be slightly higher.  I have a potion in my other
office which was given to me by the Apothacary for just this purpose.  It
is a rather thick warm fluid, which I will give you a dose to gargle with.
Its just a few tablespoons.  Let me go get it for you. This should only
take a few minutes.  Please have a seat." Pastor said as he lowered his
robe over his cock and walked into the adjoinging room, holding a book in
front of him, to conceal his erection from the boys view.
      Marcus looked all about he Ministers office at all the books and
carved statues that adorned the room.  In just a few minutes, the Pastor
came back into the room.  Marcus noticed that he appeared to be flushed and
breathing heavily.  In his hand he held a teacup and approached the
youngster with it in the palm of his hand.
     "Now Marcus we must act quickly before the potion cools off.  Its
still very warm from the bottle which I keep near the stove.  I want you to
follow my instructions carefully.  You must put the entire contents into
your mouth quickly, but do not swallow any.  Now, here, take it from me and
make sure it all goes into your mouth." Pastor said.
     Trusting the minister completely and with no suspicion of where the
elixer came from, the young boy took the teacup in both hands and tipped it
into his mouth.  The warm, thick fluid flowed out into his mouth and he was
careful not to swallow it.
     "Now the elixer you have in your mouth will help you reach higher
notes for the Choir.  I want you to be very careful not to swallow any,
just yet.  Take the fluid in your mouth and gargle with it.  You know how
to gargle, dont you my lad?" he said.
      Marcus nodded his head and tipped it back slightly, allowing the
thick viscous fluid to go into the back of his mouth.  Reverend Withers
heard the boy gargle for a few seconds, then gargle for an even longer
period before tilting his head forward.
     "Excellent my boy.  Now that will help your vocal chords hit those
high notes at practice this afternoon.  Alright then.  Now take the fluid
and coat your tongue with it, smear it on your teeth and gums.  Thats good.
Now take a little on your tongue and wet your lips.  That is what you need
to do.  Now open your mouth and let me make sure every part of your mouth
is coated with it." Pastor said.
      Reverend Withers leaned forward as the boy opened his mouth fully.
There was a thick coating of the ministers semen in his tonsils, throat and
coating his tongue.  A small puddle of the elders cum was still in the
bottom of the boys mouth.
     "Now you can swallow some of it, but leave as much as you can in your
mouth.  When you go home, you should not tell anyone about the elixer,
because I can only provide enough for one boy each day and I dont want the
other boys to be jealous. So go ahead, now, swallow as much as you like."
he said.
     Withers watched the boys throat contract as the warm fresh sperm went
into his stomach.  He smiled and opened his mouth widely again.  Semen
still coated his mouth, teeth and throat.
     "I think we need to give you a dose of the potion every day before
choir practice and on Sunday, before services.  So remember to come to my
office oh, fifteen minutes early each afternoon.  We practice every other
day, Monday, Wednesday and Fridays right after school is out.  Now be off,
and I will see you Wednesday!" he said.
     The nine year old walked home and waved at two of his
classmates. Dinner was ready when he arrived at home.  His mother inquired
as to why he was so late from school.
     "I joined the Choir." he said. Remembering to keep the elixer secret,
he said nothing else and went to wash up before dinner.
     On Wednesday, Friday and before the Choirs presentation on Sunday,
Marcus gargled Reverend Withers holy seed.  He swished it around in his
mouth and wet his lucious lips.  He sang beautifully during the entire
performance.  After the church service concluded, Reverend Withers three
closest friends stayed after to chat with the Minister.
     The Apothocary, Mr. Stuart, Lord Espiton, and the childrens
schoolmaster, Mr. Santarus met in the Reverends chambers.  They got right
to the point.  They had watched the performance of young Marcus and were
interested in his nurturing him for an apprentiship upon his eleventh
birthday.
     Lord Espiton reported that Thadius and Simon, the two boys who bullied
young Marcus were taken in a carriage two days ago to Florentia Provence.
Espiton adjusted the crotch of his breeches.
     "I ejaculated into both of the boys mouths in the inital leg of the
journey.  When we stopped to water the horses, I sodomized Thadius quite
vigorously.  Since I had cum three times in the first two hours, I was not
able to do the same to Simon.  I think in eighteen months, when young
Marcus comes to our village, I will have groomed Simon and Thadius to help
us with the young boy." Lord Espiton said.
     "Yes, they bullied the young boy quite often.  I even witnessed that
whist they were in my store last month.  I think it would be splendid to
see them reunited with Marcus in the village.  I would think it beneficial
to see the young boy sucking on their penises, perhaps both at the same
time. Trying to stuff the cocks of two boys who bullied you so often, into
his mouth, would serve quite a lesson to him." said Mr. Stuart.
     All four men agreed, including Santarus, that the law did not allow
any molestation of the nine year old.  However, they could not site one
single piece of evidence,that prohibited Reverend Withers from feeding the
boy daily doses of his semen.  They considered it to be a nutritional
feeding of protein.
     In fact, the three men all volunteered to take turns, rotating each
day, and deposit their cum into the little teacup for the sweet boy to
drink.  Withers agreed, and for the next eighteen months, the innocent boy
Marcus began each Choir practice and performance by going into the
Reverends office and gargling with the combined sperm of at least two
adults.
     "If what the Physician Bortagus said is true and we have no reason to
not believe it, the ingestion of so much semen over an eithteen month
period, should cause the boys penis to grow.  By the age of eleven, when we
take him to our retirement village, his balls should be getting hair and he
should be able to produce cum of his own!" Withers said.

     Now, moving back to the present time.  It is the year of our Lord
1731.  The eleven year old Marcus has just spent the last four hours
performing fellatio on Lord Espiton and witnessing him being sodomized by a
thirteen year old boy.
     After the boy removed his clothing to let it dry in the dickeybox of
the carriage, he entered the compartment fully nude.  Lord Espiton pulled
the heavy blackcurtains as they continued on the third leg of thier
journey.  When the boy sat down, he concealed his privates from Lord
Espiton.  The seventy year old gentleman would have none of that.
     "Come here boy.  Be careful not to fall.  The road is very bumpy on
the last part of our trip.  See up there, there is a handle for you to grab
onto.  Now stand up, hold the handle, and put both feet on the seat and
stand up.  See here, I will put my legs together and you can straddle them.
Be quick about it.  I want to see what charms you have between those lovely
legs of yours." Espiton said.
     Marcus was horrified at the thought of letting the Elder see his
private parts.  His were much smaller than those of the adult and there was
just a hint of hair beginning to grow around the base.  A stern look from
the nobleman was all he needed so he quickly stood up, grabbed the handle
on the roof of the carriage and hoisted himself up ontot he seat.
     He was now standing up in the carriage, with is penis directly in the
face of Lord Espiton.  The nobleman spent a few moments looking at the boys
genitals before moving his face forward and in one quick movement, engulfed
his entire penis into his bearded mouth.
     The eleven year old let out a muffled sigh.  Lord Espiton responded by
keeping the entire soft penis in his mouth and stuck out his tongue to give
the boys balls a warm bath in his saliva.  The small cock in his mouth
began to grow.  More licking of the boys balls produced a full erection,
which lengthed to nearly four inches and became as hard as wood.
     Lord Espiton could hardly contain the entire length and he thought
back to Reverend Withers feeding the boy a daily dose of male seed.  He
smiled at the thought that Dr. Bortagus theory was indeed true.
    The elderly gentleman had the head of the boys cock in the back of his
throat and was still able to lick his ballsack.  He noticed that the boys
sack began to tighten up and he could feel the boy trembling.  He felt the
youngsters cock pulse in his mouth.  Marcus let out a cry.  Espiton kept
the penis deep in his throat until the boys orgasm subsided.
     "Did you enjoy that?" he asked.
     The eleven year old sat back on the seat across from the nobleman and
was panting heavily.  He didnt answer. He simply nodded his head several
times and fell fast asleep.

     A hour later, the boy had woken from his slumber and put his beeches
back on. Lord Espiton was still nude from the waist down and paid little
mind, when Lady Charlotte took him into the Reverends quarters.
     After Lady Charlotte spent a good fifteen minutes finger fucking the
boys ass, she turned to him and said"
     "I think its time for you to go to Reverend Withers bedchamber and
wait for him there.  Do not bother to put your clothes back on.  That would
be a waste of time.  Here, wear this to cover yourself while you are in the
hallways.  And remember, Marcus.  Do exactly as the Reverend says, and
everything will be alright."
     Marcus took the nearly transparent pink nightgown with lace sewn on
the hem and put it on.  He felt funny putting on a little girls
nightclothes, but it was better, he reasoned, then walking through the
estate completely naked.  There were no mirrors in the study, so he did not
realize, that the material was so thin, that it was essentially
transparent.  His boyish cock and balls, and his splendid young ass were a
sight to behold.
      On the way to the Reverends bedroom, Lady Charlotte and Marcus passed
the widow Widrial, who had been asked by Reverend Withers, to sew the pink
nightie especially for this occasion.  She had never seen it on anyone
before and stopped bot of them in the hallway.
     "Let me take a look at my work.  Yes, it fits you perfect. Perhaps I
should have made it a bit shorter?" she said.
     Lady Widrial walked around Marcus, looking at the transparency of the
gown.  She looked at his cock and touched the nightie, moving his member
from side to side.  Marcus felt the woman manipulating his penis and was
taken back.  Her touch was much softer than that of the nobleman with whom
he had travelled so far.  The widow Widrial held onto both his cock and
balls and gave them a good squeeze.
     "Oh you have a nice package for a boy your age.  Reverend Withers is
not really into that.  He prefers a boys backside.  But I know on the
Council of Elders, there are at least six of the men who will want to see
and feel what I have in my hand.  So when the Reverend gets thorough with
you tonight and takes all his pleasure in your backside, remember that
during your stay here, many, many of the elders in our community and those
on the council, will want to spend equal time in the front, as well as in
the rear." She said.
      She released her grip on the boys privates and smiled as she walked
away.  Marcus still did not realize the material he was wearing was
transparent.
      When they walked up a flight of stairs to the Reverends bedroom, on
the landing they met Mr. Stuart.  Marcus recognize him as the owner of the
apothocary in his village.  Mr. Stuart was always nice to Marcus and gave
him a free piece of lemon flavored candy.  Marcus knew that Mr. Stuart
retired and moved to Florentia several months ago, and was very surprized
to see him coming from the Reverends bedroom.
      Mr. Stuart, the sixty three year old Apothacary saw young Marcus and
his wrinkled bearded face lit up and he smiled.  His gaze quickly dropped
from the boys face to the boys groin, where he had a clear view of the boy
privates.  The eleven year olds cock began to swell after the manipulations
of Lady Widrial, but he paid no attention to it, thinking it was hidden
from view.
      Stuart, however, had a very clear view of the boys partial erection.
He marveled at the size, for such a young boy and when they approached each
other, he could not take his eyes off that sight and nearly stumbled.
      "Ah, young Marcus.  I am so glad to see you.  Its been a while since
I had the chance to see you and your mother.  Do you remember all the times
you visited my shop?  I always had candy for you, didnt I?" he said.
       "Yes sir, Mr. Stuart, I always liked going to your shop with my
mother.  You were very kind to me." Marcus said.
      "I was just speaking with Reverend Withers, telling him, that after
he has his way with you, I told him, I would like to have you come stay a
few days with me in my cottage.  Would you like that?" Stuart said.
      "Sure, I would like that.  But what do you mean about him having his
way with me?  I dont understand." Marcus said.
      "After he is done, you know, after he takes your virginity.  Tonight,
tomorrow and Wednesday, the Reverend plans on having you stay in the
Marquis Estate.  The Reverend is going to spend the next three evenings
with you, getting to know you better. There are another four boys coming in
this week, and Pastor cant spend more than three days with you.  He has to
take their virginity as well.  "He paid you a very nice complement a few
minutes ago.  He said, if it werent for his obligation to the other boys,
he would keep you for at least two weeks. Now, after he is finished, I have
arranged for you to stay at my cottage for a few nights...to get to know
you in the same way." Mr. Stuart said.
      Mr. Stuart understood that Lady Charlotte was present so he tried not
to be too vulgar and he wasnt quite sure that the young boy understood what
he meant.  So he leaned forward and put his mouth up to the boys ear, he
whispered to him.
      "Reverend Withers is going to put his cock in your ass tonight and
deposit his holy seed deep inside you.  He will do it several times
tonight, tomorrow and the next day.  You will not like it at first, but by
the time he is finished with you, your body will begin to enjoy it.
      In a few days, he will have to move on to the next boy, so I want you
come to come to my cottage, so that I can do the same thing to you. But
unlike the Reverend, you will experience even greater pleasure wit me. We
will suck each others cocks at the same time and we will take turns
sodomizing each other until we are both exhausted from pleasure." He
whispered to the boy, looked into his eyes and winked.
      Lady Charlotte could hear the whispers and smiled at the elderly man.
She raised the boys nightie and told him to turn around to show Mr. Stuart
his bottom hole.
      Mr. Stuart looked at the boys ass and his cock began to tent in his
breeches.  He put both hands on the boys cheeks and spread them apart.  He
looked at the boys virgin anus.  The next time he saw that object of his
desire, it will have been well used and could easily accomodate his seven
inch cock, which now needed relief.  He stood up and thanked Lady
Charlotte.
      At the top of the stairs, a heavy wooden door was partially open.
Marcus could see candles lit throughout the room.  He saw Reverend Withers
in the room.  His back was to him and he was wearing his clerical
robe. Near the bed was a teacup, the same teacp that Reverend Withers had
him drink from before each Choir practice.  Two hooded figures sat on a
divan.
     Their faces were concealed by a dark cloth, and they were both naked.
Their bodies appeared to be those of other boys, older than Marcus, but not
fully grown. Their hands appeared to be tied behind their backs and their
cocks were both rigidly pointing upwards towards the ceiling
      Lady Charlotte motioned for Marcus to enter the door.
      "You look lovely in that nightie. I can see, there are some big
surprizes in store for you tonight." she said.

To be continued in Chapter 12