Date: Sun, 29 Mar 2020 23:10:50 +0000 (UTC) From: MLK Subject: The Council of Elders 7: The Council is Back in Session The Council of Elders: The Council is back in session. By Kingeorge In the year of our Lord 1731 AD... Marcus Alamarch of Cosmeston village was still asleep when the Marquis'gilded carriage approached the gate at the south entrance to the lavish estate. The carriage's sudden stop in movement caused the child to be abruptly awaken. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he pulled back the dark curtains from the window and looked about. The fog was setting in and little could be seen, outside of a few rooftops and trees. Sitting across from him and still asleep was the most honorable Lord Espiton of Valasote. The elderly nobleman lay across the velvet covered seat with one of his bare legs stretched out along the cushion and the other foot sitting firmly on the floor. While nude from the waist down, he still wore his splendid waistcoat which he had kept on since the long journey started. His breeches lay neatly folded on the seat across from him and his shoes and stockings lay on the floor. It had been a strenuous ride for both of them, especially for a man his age. His lordship had experienced some exhaustion from the trip, coupled with the oral services rendered to him by the boy, which had worn out the seventy year old. After his third orgasm, he leaned back and fell into a deep sleep. Young Marcus looked at the limp penis of the nobleman and licked his lips. He could still taste the subtle flavor of the semen that had flowed from the now shriveled up organ. After the third time that he satisfied the adults desire, his jaw became sore. When the elder fell into a deep sleep, the boy too, layed back to rest. He wondered if he had imagined all or if this had actually happened. But now as he awoke, a dull ache in his jaw reminded him that the past few hours had not been just a dream. Young Marcus felt something funny on the side of his tongue. It tickled and he reached inside his mouth with his two fingers. He felt the object and pulled it free from his mouth. He held it up to the window. It was a grey hair, thick and curly. He had become well aquainted with Lord Espiton's erect cock during the four hour ride from his home in Cosmeston. Once outside the village limits and without even uttering a word, the elderly gentleman removed his shoes and white stockings. He smiled at the young boy and nodded his head. The elderly statesman proceeded to remove his breeches and fold them neatly on the seat. They had been in the carriage less than five minutes, when he positioned himself with his legs spread widely, touching the seat across from him. The boy was now sitting between his legs, looking directly down at his stiffening cock. Marcus had seen an adult cock once before but only from a great distance. Now his own knees were touching those of the half-naked gentleman in the small cramped carriage interior. He looked briefly at the adult cock, then raised his eyes to those of his traveling companion. He looked away but only for a moment, then turned sharply and looked again, this time for a much much longer time. Lord Espiton smiled at the boy and adjusted his stiffened member. He raised his eyes up to meet the boy's and nodded his head, indicating his approval. Marcus, with all of the curiosity of youth, now stared blatently directly at the man's genitals. "Come closer my lad. It's alright. Don't be shy." he said. The eleven year old leaned forward. The object of his interest was now less than three feet away. He tipped his head slightly to look at the stiffening flesh from different angles. Lord Espiton's hand began a gentle stoking of his cock. "Come come boy. Don't be shy." he said. "Here, come closer. Kneel between my legs and see it up close. Go on. It would please me." Marcus looked at the floor of the carriage. It was lined with soft leather fabric and appeared to be recently cleaned. His worry about soiling his breeches now faded. He looked to his left and right, instinctively to see if anyone was watching. But with only the two of them in the compart- ment, it seemed like a silly gesture on his part. Using the elders knees for balance, he slipped off his seat and lowered himself onto the floor of the compartment. When he did so, his face was less than six inches from the nobleman's cock. He sat back onto his heels and stared at the six inch member. "It is a remarkable thing, is it not?" He said. "In just a few short years from now, you will see your own member grow to the same size as mine." The young lad stared at the glistening head of the cock sticking up in front of him and lowered his gaze slowly. He marveled at the length and thickness and followed it down to the gray hair surrounding its base. The gentleman's balls were surprizingly free of any hair and appeared to be recently shaved. "And do you know what makes a young lad's cock grow so large and thick as mine? It's from swallowing the seed from an older mans cock. The more you swallow at your age, and the older the gentleman, the faster and larger your own cock will grow." Lord Espiton said. Marcus shook his head in wonderment. He cocked his head slightly to more closely examine the bollocks. Lord Espiton showed great patience and simply stared down at the boy who was now less than a few inches from his genitals. "Your balls will grow larger, just like mine. When I was about the same age as you, I began to swallow the seed of older boys. All of my friends were doing the same. But one of our fellows, I think his name was Cedric, had a much larger penis that the rest of us. We found out that he had been seeing an elderly man quite frequently and was performing fellatio on him daily. Three of us went to visit this man, and within two months, all of our cocks and bollocks were fully grown and with sparse hairs beginning to grow." he said. Lord Espiton with loving care gently touched the back of the boys hair with a firm pressure, holding it in place. With his other hand, he grasped his cock at the base, and pushed it straight down, until it touched the boy's cheek. The young lad reared back slightly, unable to move fully out of the way because of the pressure on the back on his hair holding him forward. The lad looked up at the noblemans face with a questioning look. The elderly man simply smiled. Without fanfare he stroked the boy's long blond hair and pulled back sharply. In response, Marcus fully opened his mouth and utter a slight sound. "Oww" he cried out. At that precise moment, the elderly statesman moved his penis forward and placed the head directly onto the boys open lips. Pushing his cock forward and pulling the boys head closer, he managed to get a small portion of the head within the boys lips. The eleven year old frowned and closed his lips on the head of the invading penis. Lord Espiton released the pressure on the boys hair. He held his cock in the same position and waited for the boy to respond. In what seemed like an eternity, but actually less than three seconds later, the boy reared back and pushed the cockhead out of his mouth. The noblemans cock now glistened with the saliva from the boys mouth. Both of the travelers paused briefly, staring at each other for several long seconds. The boy placed his hands on the gentlemans knees in an attempt to get back up onto his seat. Lord Espiton grasped his wrist and held them in place. "Where are you going? Did I do something that disturbed you?" he asked the lad. He held a firm grip on the boys wrist, keeping him from moving. The boy hesitated, then shook his head. "You have done nothing wrong, my boy. All you did was place a nice long kiss on my cock. There is nothing to be ashamed of. All of the boys in the village of Florencitia begin to do that when they are your age. It is a very common practice when you greet an elder to show your respect. Is that the first time that you have kissed an elders penis?" He asked. "Yes, my lord. But I did not kiss it. You put it in my" "Dont be silly boy. I did no such thing. You did it of your own will. I did nothing of the sort. But let me explain something to you about your journey today and the life that lies ahead of you. You have come a great distance since leaving your home in Cosmeston. Your parents did the right thing by sending you to our land. Your internship with the physician, Baron Von Stropel, will prepare you for a lifetime of meaning and purpose. We fully explained to your family how this would come about and are doing so with their full knowledge." The boy stopped trying to get up and lowered his head. When he did, he found himself looking directly down at the end of his lordship's glistening cock. It was even stiffer now, than before and seemed to be throbbing back and forth without any assistance from the gentleman. He recalled his mother telling him about the opporturnity that was being made available to him. She said that there were many new things to be learned and that he should obey all of the Elder's on the Council, without question. But he had no idea of what exactly was in his future. All he really knew for certain, was an adult cock was inches away from his mouth and throbbing in anticipation of what would soon transpire. Now, Lord Espiton again grasped his erection and placed it directly on the boys mouth. Marcus looked up at the wrinkeled face and short grey beard of his companion. He felt the soft warm flesh touch his moistened lips. "It is time you learned about your future. Your training will begin as soon as this carriage crosses the Welmarch River. That is where we enter the Province of Floencitia. Oh my. Can you feel that? It is the boards of that bridge beneath the carriage wheels. It is time to begin." he said. Less than ten minutes into his four hour journey, young Marcus found himself once again staring at the cock of the elderly gent. This time he did not rear back or push himself away from the throbbing penis. He recalled, When his older friends heard that he would be traveling to Floencitia, they smirked and giggled nervously. One boy winked at him and said to take some butter on the trip, but said nothing more. When he asked one of the other boys to explain, he simply put his own hands on the back of his breeches and made a yelping sound. Lord Espiton interrupted his memory of that day. "My cock is in great need of relief. I have not spent my seed in the past two days in anticipation of this trip. Now be a good boy and put it in your mouth for me and let me see what you can do with those cute little lips and tongue of yours." Marcus hesitated at first, then grasped the stiff member and placed as much as he could into his mouth. He looked up at Lord Espiton. Lord Espiton was staring directly at him. When Marcus pushed even more of the cock into his mouth, the elderly gentleman closed his eyes and leaned backward. He spread his legs even further and slouched down in the seat. "Excellent my boy. Keep doing that. This wont take long. I have been dreaming about having you do this for the past two years. Ahh. yes. A little slower. Take your time. I want this to last as long as possible." Less than three minutes later, young Marcus felt the cock in his mouth begin to throb. Lord Espitons legs began to quiver and he raised his hips off the seat. Marcus felt both of his hands grasp the back of his head and push even more of the cock into the back of his throat. Silently, Marcus began to count the throbbing sensations. He was gagging from the cock being so far into the back of his throat. Three, four, five times he felt something squirting into his throat. Finally, after reaching seven times, the sensations stopped. Lord Espiton released the grip on the back of his hair. Marcus was able to remove the cock from his mouth and take a deep breath. He looked up at the man. His companions eyes were now shut and he was breathing heavily. Marcus held a firm grip on the softening cock. "That was better than I ever expected it to be my boy. You have an excellent mouth. Reverend Withers and Professor Santarus will be delighted when I tell them how well you performed fellatio for the first time. They will be very, very please to hear about this. And when we take our turn sodomizing you, I can only imagine how good that is going to feel." he said. Marcus held the softening penis in his hand and noticed Lord Espiton was staring down at him. "That's fine for now lad. We still have a long journey ahead of us. Let me rest up a bit and you can do that again when my energy returns. So give my bollocks a few nice, long licks and sit across from me for a while. Let us both rest up. You will have much to do when we get to our destination. Plenty of old friends are waiting for your arrival." he said. Marcus pulled himself up and sat back in his seat. Lord Espiton did not bother to move his legs. He looked out the window of the carriage. The young boy had a puzzled look on his face. "Is there something troubling you Marcus?" he asked. "Yes sir. Many things. Like, how do you know my name? And you mentioned my Reverend Withers and my teacher, Mister Santarus. I dont understand. Both of them retired last year and moved away. Am I going to the same village where they now live? And...well I dont understand something else." Marcus said. "Yes, Marcus. You will soon see both of them and yes they do live in the same village. They both had a big part in getting you this opportunity to join our community. You will see much of them during the next three years. You should be greatful for the opportunity which we have so generously given to you. And you will get a chance to show that gratitude, many times and in many ways, doing what comes naturally to boys." he said. Marcus absorbed all of the things that Lord Espiton said. But he still had a question that had not been asked. He looked out the window at the farmland and fields of corn and noticed that Lord Espiton's cock was now limp. "Sir, you didnt tell me, how you came to know my name. And the other thing I dont understand is what you said about taking turns doing something to me. I dont remember that word." Marcus said. Marcus pulled back the curtains from the window and let the afternoon sunlight come in. He motioned for Marcus to do the same. The compartment suddenly became more bright. Marcus could see the wrinkles on the mans face and hands. For the first time, he got a clear view of the cock that he had put in his mouth. "Marcus, I first came to your village almost two years ago. I attended church services there, because Reverend Withers was a boyhood friend of mine and I loved to hear him preach. I noticed you first when the choirboys all came out. When you sang the hymms, I couldnt take my eyes off your boyish lips and and pleasant thought came to my mind....what must those lips feel like wrapped around my cock. I was sitting in the front row and I saw your tongue as you held open your mouth. I imagined that tongue licking my testicles. So after the services, I stayed back to talk to my dear friend, Withers." Lord Espiton said. "When I asked Reverend about you he shared the same thoughts as I. The good Reverend, your pastor since you were born, told me this: "I too, my good friend, I too have had my eyes on that boy since he first joined the choir. He is only nine, but his tenth birthday will soon be here. And that means that I have to wonder about him for only one more year. When he turns eleven, we should, no we must, have him put into an apprenticeship in your village. I will be retiring a few months before he leaves and I plan on taking up residence in Flonecitia. When he turns eleven, on his birthday, we must bring him to the village. Bring him to me first. On the four hour carriage ride, feel free to use his mouth to satisfy your desires. Feed him as many loads of your semen as you can muster. But please, my friend, leave his bottom hole unscathed. I would like to be the first to sodomize him. After my holy seed has been deposited in his bottom a few times, you have my blessing to use it as you wish." To be continued in Part 2.