Date: Sat, 19 Jan 2019 20:52:28 +0000
From: Aaron Silehart <aaron.silehart@gmail.com>
Subject: Deviant Magic Ep. 02 - Banishing

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			Deviant Magic - Episode 02 - Banishing.


I'm not sure what to believe when my eyes open. I'm standing on the edge of
lake Respite. My head turns towards the pond and I locate my tunic and my
leather boots. I slip back into my clothes and head towards home.

I feel like a new man. It's the middle of the night and I feel as if I
could stay awake for days, straight. I'm buzzing with energy and no one can
stop me.

As I reach my house, I see a light coming from the living area and I open
the door expecting to see both Larn and dad there. Instead there's only
dad.

He's sitting on the stool over the fireplace in only his loin cloth,
grilling a skewer of meat.

"You decided to come back. Larn told me what happened.... How he
immediately saw that you were tainted! Tell me son, is it true? ... I don't
believe it. Not my son. Not after how your mother..." He says, not even
looking at me.

Still feeling more energetic than ever and I know this had to happen. It's
like the moment before you leap into cold water, I make the decision to
face it head on.

"Dad, I don't care what you think! I'm not tainted, and uncle Larne wanted
me to touch him. He's not a good man dad." I say in a tone I realise was a
bit more challenging than I expected.

Dad stands up and looks at me dead ahead. I'm not sure I've ever seen him
this angry. But it doesn't matter. I know I'm right and he needs to accept
that.

"I raised you! You will care, and you will let go of any magic that resides
in you if it's the last thing I do" He screams at me.

I can't even blink before dad has rushed over pushing me against the wall
with his arm pressing against my throat. He grabs me by my tunic and throws
me into the bedroom. I scream in pain as I slam into the door and it breaks
as I crash down on the floor.

I can smell the alcohol on his breath and I realise that he's not only
angry, he's also seriously drunk. Not a good combination. Any resolve I
felt when I walked into my home is quickly replaced by fear. I've never
seen him filled with rage like this.

I try to sit up, but dad is must faster than me. He grabs my arms. I strain
against him but he's so much stronger, it's like I'm a 5-year-old. No
matter how much muscle I have from chopping down trees and wood it's still
nothing compared to my dad. And he knows it.

"Dad stop it. Let go! Dad!" I yell in protest. He keeps his knee and
majority of his weight on my torso as he moves my arms to cross my chest
where he manages to hold both my wrists with only his right hand.

"I'm doing this for your own good. You need to get the taint out before it
consumes you" He yells at me as his left hand moves beneath my tunic.

I never managed to put on another loin cloth and dad grabs my limp cock and
starts to forcibly pull on it.

"Dad! What are you doing! Let go! Let go!" I scream, now at the top of my
lungs.

"He was right... You are tainted. See!" He says as he squeezes the tip of
my cock head and I see something white coming out of it. Quite a lot of
it. "Untainted people don't have this much semen. It's not natural! There's
only one way to save you now, son." He continues.

I look down in disbelief. I've never seen this much cum leaking from my
cock so quickly. Dads' hand starts to move up and down my dick making it
grow exponentially until it's completely hard.

His warm hand wrapped around my cock is making me confused as I'm flooded
with both terror and pleasure.

Every time I try to move my arms or hands, he pushes down harder making me
gasp for air. My legs are pinned down by the majority of his weight as he's
shifted and has his knee across them.

"Dad! You don't have to do this! Let go! Stop!" I scream as loud as I
can. I know there's no one else around but, in my panic, it's all I can do.

My cock is now fully hard in his firm hand and he starts to pull it up and
down with increasing pace, just like uncle Larn had done, only a few hours
ago. As he does, I see clear spunk seeping down the length of my cock in
large volumes. It only takes a few moments before my entire crotch and my
dads' hand is completely covered in it.

Dad ignores my cries as he furiously jerks my 9-inch cock up and down. He
has a sad look in his eyes as he looks away from me. He changes position
with his hand and jerks faster and faster.

I feel strange...like I'm about to pee! It's coming. I'm gonna pee myself.

"Dad! Stop! I'm gonna pee! Stop!" I say as an uncontrollable wave of
pleasure rolls over me and my cock shoots out thick streams of white. Dad
has my cock pointed towards my head and it shoots above my head onto the
floor but also lands in my hair and on my entire torso. Making my tunic
wet.

Dad moves his hand a bit and painfully squeezes my cock in his hand. I
don't think he realises it's pointing straight up and right at him as he
looks down at me with a grimace and says.

"The taint is obvious! Filthy! Look at this!"

My waves of pleasure are still rolling over my body and I can feel my eyes
go to the back of my head as dad eases his grip on my cock and I feel
another wave coming. I shoot even more. This time it hits dad right in the
face and on his bare chest, clinging to his blond chest hair across his
muscled pecs.

For a second, he looks at me and I swear I think he's going to kill
me. Then something changes.... Dad freezes. I see some of it dripping onto
his lips and into his mouth.

He stares straight at me and his eyes change. His pupils dilate fully and
his entire face changes. Where he looks almost murderously angry before, he
now, looks... insane.

He licks his lips and starts laughing. He lets go of my cock and moves his
hand up to his face and starts dragging all my cum into his mouth and
moaning.

"Dad! What are you doing!" I scream as I feel all energy I had before,
having escaped me, and I'm left with terror.

"This... is.... So tasty! Give me more!" he says as he starts lapping his
tongue on his hand that was on my cock. Cleaning up any stray drop he can
find. He moves his fingers across his chest and nipples and ripped abs as
he catches drops that have slid down his rock-hard body.

"Dad! What are you doing? Stop! Let go!" I scream as his licking turns
mania.

Dad leans down and starts licking my pubes, then up my stomach and on my
tunic. He reaches my face and licks up the cum from my cheeks. He even puts
his lips on my hair trying to suck out the thick ropes that got stuck in my
auburn hair.

Dad closes his eyes as he enjoys the taste. As he does, he eases the
pressure on my wrists and I manage to fling him off me by simultaneously
pushing his chest away and flinging my legs up. Dad crashes into the bed
but recovers quickly.

I stand up as quickly as I can. Dad does the same.

This muscular man, with dark blond hair, light brown eyes, a blond stubble
has been my father and guardian my entire life. Although I've feared him
many times, I've never feared for my life before.

"Dad! Stop this. Now! You're not yourself." I say trying to reach him as I
slowly back away towards the door.

Dad stares at me, panting and heaving. I stare at his firm pecs and six
pack abs that cover his solid frame built on years of eating mostly meat
and working with his body. In terms of body, I'm a slightly smaller version
of him in every way.

With a quick motion he drops his loin cloth to the floor and for the first
time in my life, I see my dads' cock and in full glory.

I'm a smaller version of my dad... in almost every way.

His cock is pointing right at me with what looks to be a good 7
inches. With blond patch of hair at his pubes and on his balls.

My dad has always been incredibly modest and strict about covering up our
privates. And now here he is, flexing his whole body in front of me like it
was nothing.

I'm in shock at what he just did, and he takes the moment of surprise to
grab me again. He swings me down on the bed in a thud which vacates all the
air from my lungs. As I gasp for air dad rips my tunic straight in the
middle. Leaving me bare in front of him as he straddles me.

"I... want... more" he says with each word coming out as a huff.

He looks possessed.

He grips my arms again and force them over my head where he holds them down
with his left hand. He starts jerking me off again and it only takes a few
seconds before I'm fully hard again. I look down and I'm already
leaking. My lack of experience and hormones are making it impossible for me
to control it.

Dad sees this and moves down. He lets go of my arms in a desperate attempt
to reach my cock with his head. He wraps his mouth around my thick 9-inch
dick and starts slurping.

The feeling is so intense. It's so warm and sensitive around my head. I
feel his tongue lapping over my glands and I feel the same build up as
before. I snap out of it for a second and move my arms down to try and pull
him off, but I only manage to pull his mouth off a few inches. Eventually
his hands come up and grab me again and then he slams his throat down!

A part of me looks at him in fear. This must kill him. Dad doesn't move as
he pushed my entire 9 inches down his throat. I must have ripped
something. My eyes go black from the intense pleasure. For a second,
nothing matters. Only the warm feeling enveloping my cock. I'm drifting in
never before felt pleasures.

I hear dad gagging as his nose is burrowed into my pubes and I fear for his
life. He gags continuously and just before I think he's going to pass out
he comes back up.

That was the most pleasure I've ever felt in my life. It's hard trying to
get him away when what he does, feels so good.

Dad's holding my arms to my sides and his face moves up to meet mine. He
looks down at me with his red face from just having gagged on my
cock. Saliva is dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"So... tasty! I'm gonna fuck you! Come for me as I come in you!" He yells
right into my face with veins popping on his forehead and his neck is red
and stretched.

"Dad! No!" I scream as loud as I can. He pushes my arms against the bed
above my heads with his left hand as his right hand goes down and grabs
some of my leaking semen as he rubs it into his thick 7-inch cock. He plays
with his foreskin a little before adjusting his body, so his cock aligns
with my ass.

I have no control over my arms but I'm continuously moving my hips and legs
as much as I can manage.

Dad moves his cock into position and I feel his head poking at my tight
virgin entrance. This is not happening... This is not happening.

He starts pushing into me, but I clench as hard as I can denying him entry
as I wriggle my body around and his cock slips away down my crack
instead. He does this unsuccessfully several times.

I scream, and I scream, stopping him every time before he penetrates his
cock into my hole.

He looks me in the face and a flash of anger goes across his face. He
punches me hard in my stomach.  Making me lose my air. He lets go of my
arms and I roll up into a ball in pain, coughing.

Dad pushes on my back and using his entire weight on his knee he forces me
onto my stomach. He grabs my arms and push them up behind my back. I swear
it feels like they're going to break, he's holding them so tight.

I try to wriggle as much as I can, but I have almost no room for movement
in this position and I feel dad's stubble rub against my ass cheeks as he
burrows his face into my crack.

He starts licking my ass and the sensation that comes with it, is out of
this world. His warm breath hits my hole and it sends shivers up my
body. He licks frantically around the ring making me moan into the
mattress. Moving down to my balls and moving his tongue over them. I try to
clench my ass in protest, but the feeling is so divine I find myself
pushing my ass into his tongue a few times by mistake.

A moment of weakness.

Dad moves himself up and I feel his cock moving between my cheeks... Fuck
that's too big! He will rip me. This can't be happening.

Now I have no way to get out of it. A last effort scream escapes my lungs.

Dad starts pushing his cock into my ass and I try to clench as hard as I
can but his licking along with the cum covering his cock makes it hard to
move in with ease.

I feel my ass slowly spreading for the size of him. Eventually I feel his
head slip in a little. Immense pain follows.

That's when I hear someone slam the front door open. Dad's weight is lifted
off me in an instant and he's slammed into the floor on the ground.

I turn around in bed, with tears and snot covering my face I see Aldur the
village mage standing in the doorway. He's holding a solid wood staff in
his right hand as his left hand is held up towards my dad.

I look at my dad who's now being held forcibly against the floor by roots
and vines coming up from the ground next to him. He's fighting the
restraints and I see his eyes are still fully dilated.

I crawl up against the wall.

Aldur continues chanting something under his breath and eventually dad
seems to fall asleep.

"Come, child. Let's get you out of here" Aldur says with a calm voice.

I don't even look at him. I just start weeping as I hug my knees. A
floodgate of emotions has opened, and I feel like I'm a 6-year-old child
again. The tears stream down my cheeks as my thoughts go from blaming
myself to blaming magic to blaming my curiosity. This is all my fault.

It all... happened so quickly.

Aldur walks out of the house and leaves me without saying a word. I sit
there sobbing for several minutes before I'm able to compose myself and
move.

I stand up, making sure I'm nowhere near dad. I take off the torn tunic
still clinging onto parts of my arms and back. I drape it over Dad's now
limp 4-inch cock. I move to one of the chests and open it and take out a
black tunic. One of my favorites and pull it over my head. This goes down
below my knees which is bit longer than some. I tie the rope around my
waist and head for the door.

I step out and see Aldur sitting with his back against a tree looking at me
as I approach him.

I've seen Aldur before. I've never spoken to him as I know that would have
earned me a beating from dad. He's older, in his early 50's. He's human,
has black hair that he ties into a pony tail running down most of the
length of his bright yellow robe. He wears sandals on his feet. His face is
long and slender.  He has thick black eye brows and blue grey eyes. He has
a bit of a stubble as well which looks like mostly grey hairs.

I sit down on the ground in front of him.

"Thank you, Aldur... Thank you for saving me... um... What did you do to
Dad?" I ask.

"I think, my child, that question is meant for you. What did you do,
indeed? I simply restrained him for now. The roots will keep him sustained
until you can come back to undo what you've done." He says.

"I didn't do anything... He was drunk and angry. Then... he became... like
that." I say pointing back towards the house. Not wanting to go into
details about my first ever orgasm.

"I know Kor didn't let you go to school in the village, so I don't blame
you for not knowing how this works... You have magic in you. I'm guessing
it's new as I haven't sensed it in you before. Have you recently come in
contact with any magical beings or objects?"  He asks me.

"Um... there was this guy..." I say, feeling reluctant to go into details
as I'm not sure if I believe everything that happened myself.

When I came back from the cave, I felt powerful, energetic and full of
will. But now, I feel drained, exhausted and sad.

"We can discuss details later. The important bit to know, is that you have
the gift of magic. When that gift awakens it's important you get trained
immediately. Otherwise things can go wrong. I do say, I've never come
across something, quite like, this, before. Anyways... Right now, every
part of you is seeping power. Your blood, your piss... your semen. Even a
fingernail clipping from you, has immense power right now. You need to come
into the village with me. I have some kids who are waiting for banishment.
I was going to start it next week but considering the predicament you're
in. I think it best if we start today."

"I want to do whatever I can to help dad. I'll come with you." I say
knowing I have to do something to make this better. It was my fault after
all.

I grab my blue satchel bag and one more tunic along with 5 pairs of apples
from our tree. I stuff it all into my bag and dress in my best leather
shoes as me and Aldur set out for the village just as the birds start to
chirp, signalling the coming of the sunrise.

On the way Aldur explains that my dad will lie there until I can return to
remove the magic accosting him. Until then, Aldur's magic will keep him
safe.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm led to Aldur's house and it's three times the size of mine. And Aldur
lives alone. He lives just on the outskirt of the village. 3 buildings away
from the tavern. His house is completely made of wood and he has moss
growing on his roof. I've seen it from the outside and his house looks as
if the wood is still alive. There are branches sticking out from the logs
forming his home. He has shelves and shelves of books and strange bottles
lining his home. I sit in a rocking chair as I look around. The middle of
the floor is covered in moss but it's incredibly soft to step on. He has a
piece of polished wood as a table and there are bugs everywhere. I see
spiders in the corners, caterpillars climbing on the roof and several lady
bugs walking on different surfaces. It feels almost more like a forest in
here than in the actual forest. It's more... compact.

Aldur walks into what I assume to be his bedroom and several moments later,
he steps back out.

"Now, wait here, rest on the sofa if you like, or you can read one of my
books. I'm stepping out to gather the other kids and then we'll all head
out together and prepare the banishment." He says as he goes towards the
front doors.

I simply nod. Not wanting to admit that I can't read.

Aldur had explained on the walk over here as the sun rose, that he was
woken up by the trees screaming at him that something magical was
happening. They had guided him to my house where he arrived and saved me.

I look at the wood surrounding me as I say.  "Thank you for helping me."

I immediately feel a bit silly but If the forest god did help, then I owe
him my thanks.

I lean back in the chair and I feel exhaustion come over me. It's been a
long day. I fall asleep and drift off.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When I wake up, I have no clue how long I've been asleep. I look around and
there are people everywhere.

"Morning sleepyhead" comes a low voice sitting close to me in the
sofa. It's a teenage elven boy of about 15 years old. He has curly platina
blond hair going down to his shoulders. He's wearing a white shirt and
black trousers. Both items look to be very expensive. Most people in this
village only wear a tunic but I know that other places they often wear
trousers and pants as well. It's a sign of class.

"I'm Ian" he continues. "And this is my sister Ari" he says pointing to a
girl who looks the spitting image of him. Dressed in a long white gown with
intricate patterns. She has the same platinum blond hair, but it's pulled
back into a pony tail, with only one strand hanging forward.

She's very beautiful...

"Hey there" she says as she waves.

"And I'm Dorian" another boy says. He's standing by some shelves of books
and turns around to give me a handshake. Dorian looks about 17 and is a
human boy with bright red hair and freckles on his face. He seems to be
solidly built and he's wearing only a brown tunic and sandals. He might be
from the village, but I don't recognise him.

"Um, hi... I'm Leon" I say giving everyone a wave. "How... um. How long was
I sleeping?" I ask realising they seem to have made themselves comfortable
around me.

"A few hours. We had breakfast without you, but I brought some fruit if you
want some." Ian says holding out an apple towards me.

"Thank you" I say as I grab the apple and start eating. It tastes different
from the apples I've had before.  It must be from... wherever he's from.

Aldur storms into the room from his bedroom and smiles as he sees me awake.

"The forest god might have a thing for you. I've never seen him rock a
chair like that before." He says.

I look around the room in confusion. Dorian is back to checking out books
and Ari and Ian are the only ones sitting politely. Both of them nodding
towards me but it is Ian that says something.

"When we arrived, you were rocking back and forth in the chair although you
were snoring loudly. It stopped just before you woke up".

"Now, now. It's nothing to worry about, it's just unusual, is all. Now that
we're all gathered It's about time we head out. I've got a site for us to
go to that will be perfect for the next few days."

We all grab our gear and head out. Aldur gives us all a bag of equipment to
hold along with our own stuff as we head out north west. Dads place is due
west so judging by the direction I figured we were heading towards Lake
Respite.

Just as I had predicted we make camp by the lake. On a patch of grass and
dirt by the edge of the forest.  Aldur goes on to explain that this place
is as good as it has easy access to the 4 main elements that he will be
testing us with over the next few days.

We take an hour or so to set up two tents and make a small fire pit in the
middle. Making it a nice and cozy set up. Aldur goes on to unwrap three
long cloth bags. He holds his hands over them as he mumbles under his
breath for a few minutes. The bags start to expand and fill up, I can hear
a rustling coming from them. When he finishes, he hands them to us. They
are clearly mattresses for us to sleep on. It will be tight as they're not
that wide.

"Now, let me explain. The spell I just cast is a minor spell used for
comfort, but I've also imbued it with a spell that will ease your... urges
throughout the nights. Now, you will be sleeping in pairs. Ian and Ari will
be sleeping in one bed and Leon and Dorian will be in the other. I brought
some pelts to help keep you warm throughout the nights. Now. I want to
determine what you guys know about becoming a mage and using magic. Who
would care to go first?" he says looking at us sitting in a semi circle
looking up at Aldur as he paces back and forth walking barefoot in the
grass.

"Some people are born with magic, others just awaken, and some can receive
magic from magical creatures. Once you awaken to magic, you need to seek
out a mage to help you do the banishing where you commit yourself to one of
the gods. Once you do, you become a mage." Ari speaks up looking proud.

"Not quite. But very well anyhow my dear. Very well indeed. See, magic
comes from the gods, and we all have an internal affinity towards one of
the gods, whether we know it or not. Now, when you awaken to magic, you
become like a water jug with a thousand holes in it. You can get water from
it, but you can't control which hole it comes from. Once we are done here,
you will have selected a god and made a bond that will last you a
lifetime. Making this bond will come with benefits but all in due
time. Now, before we continue. There are two rules any circle must obey
from this moment to the moment of their last breath. Rule number one, what
happens from the accepting to banishment, must forever stay between us
here. You shall never use the any information you learn here, for your
personal gain. Doing so will incur the wrath of your god. Trust me, I've
seen it happen. You do not want to cross the mighty.  Rule number two, you
will not relieve yourself sexually from today until your banishment. Under
no circumstance, is that clear?" He demands an answer with his tone.

We all look up at him nodding. I've gone 16 years with only having one
orgasm. I think I'll be okay.


He stops pacing and face towards us. And sits down. "Now then, on to more
exciting things. The ritual we will do today is called accepting. Right
now, all of you are leaking power of different degrees. The purpose of
these next few days is to identify which god you should follow, and by the
end, we will select one god for each and every one of you. The path you
choose here will stay with you forever, so take this time to get to know
yourself and the natural magic that flows in you. Now, doing the acceptance
is going to be tough. What this spell does is allow all gods to flow
through you freely. I know some of you might already know which god you
belong with or you may follow your family's designated god. However, from
today until the banishment, you will be free from all restraints, free to
choose the path that feels most right for you."

I notice that Aldur is looking at Ian and Ari as he says these sentences,
like he's making sure they understand him.

"Okay, now, once we start the acceptance, your sexual urges will increase
tenfold, so it is important that you keep rule number two clear in your
head. The urge will build over the next few days, but you will not give
in. Now, before we begin, are there any questions?" He goes on to look at
us.

I look around blankly. I know next to nothing about this world of magic and
the gods he speaks of. I decide I want to learn as much as possible, so I
take the opportunity.

"Um... Aldur, I don't know... a lot about magic and gods. How many gods are
there?" I say feeling silly for asking, what might be a simple question.

"Don't worry about asking any questions you may have. Most have heard of
the gods of water, air, fire and earth. But there are in fact countless
gods. We are still discovering gods every year. I am close with my god
Bauhn, the god of forests. He's directly connected with earth magic but a
more specialised form.  You may have heard ghost stories about the god of
chaos, Tyrion. He's the only god currently forbidden by the order of grand
mages. Although the Kings would like to see all gods banned except the
ones, they deem safest. Any-who. I'm getting sidetracked. The point I'm
trying to make is that you can make a bond with any god. However, to do so
you must have an existing connection of one sort or another. I once met a
mage who had found an ancient temple where they worshipped the god of sun,
Ruhma. He had some interesting magic. Very flashy."

"Thank you." I say as I digest his answer.

Aldur stands up and waves his hands for us to follow. "Now let's get some
dinner. You kids go into the woods and bring back some dry wood and
moss. Off you go." He says waving his hands.

Being an expert in wood, I walk until I find a fallen log where I
immediately start breaking of thick branches. Both Ian and Ari look very
dedicated to the task and are both carrying lots of smaller sticks in their
hands. I see Dorian breaking off branches of healthy trees that are still
standing. My instinct is that he's being disrespectful, but I decide not to
say anything. I carry a good size of thick branches back to the camp along
with the other teenagers.

As we get back to the camp Dorian immediately receives a scolding from
Aldur about hurting living trees. He's urged to go back and apologise to
the trees he hurt. Dorian wanders off but seems to sulk a bit. Between the
thin twigs brought by Ari and Ian, along with my thicker logs we have
enough to make a decent fire lasting the entire night. We put them all into
the fire pit we had built.

"Now, as a test, I want all four of you to light a flame in the pit using
magic. Would you know how to start?" he says looking at us to see if anyone
knew the fundamentals of magic.

"Fire is one of the core elements of the world, so we don't need a spell or
a chant. We should simply be able to will it into existence by focusing our
energies into the pit." Ian speaks up as if reading from a text book.

Aldur gives a nod before adding on to what he just said. "Very true, very
true. Right now, however, you're leaky little mages and it won't be quite
so easy. Which is why I want all four of you to focus your thoughts into
the pit while willing a fire to be born. As soon as you're successful, we
will continue with the acceptance." He says.

Me, Ian, Ari and Dorian all stand on each side of the fire pit, staring
into it. Focusing.

...  An hour later we're sitting down around the pit. Still staring into
it. Focusing...

...  It's now getting dark and we're getting nowhere. The entire group is
looking tired and I'm not sure anyone is focusing anymore. Everyone has too
much pride to ask for help.

I stop focusing and think back to everything I've heard about magic from
today. We shouldn't need a chant or spell to make this work. We should be
able to do it with our will alone... Alone...

Then it clicks, and I break the silence that has befallen the group. "Who
is the god of fire?" I ask openly.

It's like a light bulb hits the group and Ian who had been leaning on his
elbow sits straight up and responds.

"Ifrit, god of fire! Yes, that's it."

Bingo. I look over the group as I try to make my idea clear.

"All magic comes from the gods. Right now, we're godless, unchosen. We
don't have to chant... but we should chant. We should ask for help. Every
mage does, every time they use magic."

As I finish my sentence Aldur breaks out into a hearty laugh.

"Glad someone finally caught up. You may just have been one of the most
stubborn groups I've ever worked with. Most ask for help after about an
hour into this exercise. Now go on. Try again".

I stand back up and the rest of the group follows. I feel renewed and
trusting this will work as I start chanting.

"Ifrit, helps us. Give us fire. Ifrit, help us. Give us fire. Ifrit, help
us. Give us fire." Over and over.

The others join in and once a rhythm settles in, we start seeing the twigs
start to pop and snap as they turn black and eventually bright red and then
flame starts. It's not a normal flame, however. I've seen this before.

The flame is purple. A dark purple flame is rising from the entire fire
pit.

We all take a step back and as we break our chant the fire turns back to a
normal red.

"Hmm. That's highly unusual. But well-done guys." He says.

I feel drained and faint. I sit myself down as the world is spinning. It
stops but I look around and the others are on the ground as well seemingly
sharing my feelings.

"Now, this feeling, right here. Is an extreme version of the exhaustion a
mage feels after using too many spells in a row. Since you're leaking
magic, it took ten times more energy to make this fire than normal.  But
don't worry. We'll do the accepting now and you'll feel better afterwards."
Aldur says to us.

I finally feel the world settle around me and I stand up. I feel incredibly
faint and I can see the same exhaustion in the eyes of my comrades.

"Now. I need you to hold hands and repeat the following. I accept within
myself the gods of all."

We do as he says, and we begin chanting.

As we do, Aldur walks around our circle and using his staff he draws a
circle surrounding us. Then he begins drawing what looks like text into
ground following the circle. As he finishes, I start feeling as if I'm
being filled with energy. I continue chanting with the other three, but it
builds and builds. I don't want it to stop.  The emotion rolls over me and
I can feel something flowing through me like emotions. Each wave comes with
its own distinct signature, feeling, emotion, colour and purpose. After
what feels like thirty minutes, we finally all let go of each other at the
same time as the waves stop rolling over us.

I look over at Dorian and he's watching his hands as if he sees them for
the first time. Ari and Ian are both hugging each other. I look down at the
flames remembering how I felt when I first came out of the cave. This is
similar. I feel full, and energetic.

"That's the end of today. Let's eat shall we. Stoke the fire while I get us
some fish." He says.

We all look over at Aldur as he makes a show of using his magic. He mumbles
under his breath as two large vines spring from the grass and quickly shoot
into the water like spears. Coming up with fish on each stick. We applaud
as he bows.

"Dinner is served children." He says with a big grin.

We eat our food and then sit around the fire talking casually. I learnt
that Ari and Ian are twins from a wealthy family in the city of Amri. Their
whole family are mages and it runs in their blood, so they have been
training since they were young. They were both destined for their house
god, Ara, god of air.

Dorian is the first one to show signs of magic in his family's history. He
comes from a family of miners east of Treya, the village I live in. I
thought he might be more local. I tell him that I've never seen him
although he's only a year older than me. He explains that his family live
and work right by the mines and he only went to the village for school and
supplies.

I tell them about living as a woodsman and my love for the forest we're
sitting in. I tell them I recently discovered I had magic, but I made sure
to not go into details.

After a long day we all decide to get to bed. Me, Dorian, Ian and Ari all
get into one tent where both mattresses are laid out and Aldur has his own
tent with his own bed.

As I enter, I lay down on the right hand one and Dorian comes in to sleep
next to me as was designated by Aldur.

We all lie down and after a few moments of silence Dorian speaks up.

"Guys, why did he assign us to sleep like this? Why not sleep alone?" He
whispers into the tent.

"It's part of our test. There has to be an even number of participants and
everyone has to sleep next to someone. They try to make it easier by
assigning bed buddies that are least likely to sleep together. I'm gay so
putting me with either you or Leon would make it very difficult. Putting
Ari with either of you straight guys would make it difficult. But as we are
now, we are all least likely to... you know." Ian whispers back.

I know there are gay men and women in the world, but I've actually never
met someone that was gay.  He looks no different than some of the other
village teens.

Ian goes on to explain that he received hints from his older brother who
went through the banishing a few years ago.

Dorian asks us if we feel any hornier than before, but we all agree that we
don't.

Eventually the tent goes silent and we sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next day when I wake up my attention is immediately drawn to my groin
and I notice my cock is standing erect. With its considerable size it's
hard not to notice. I'm not sure why but I feel happier without a loin
cloth, so I've been going free since I left home. I push it down and try to
breathe through my nose when I look over and notice Ian staring at me with
a shocked expression on his face.

I get up and exit the tent.

I manage to get myself under control, but I can feel a twinge in my cock
and balls and I'm noticing it a lot more than before.

When everyone is awake Aldur goes on to explain that we will focus on one
of the easiest elements today to see if either of us has a clear
connection.



       				Day one. Water.


We begin the day with some food as we gather berries and fruits from our
packs and the nearby forest.  Followed by a lecture on Water, its
properties and gods.

Water is the only choice for healers as it can move blood as well as close
up wounds and most healer mages make bonds with one of the water gods. He
explains that the gods are Leviathan and Kelpie.  Leviathan is crueller
than Kelpie and most mages choosing this path end up battle mages or peace
keepers while Kelpie is more docile and focuses mainly on healing and
nurturing. Aldur explains that no matter what element we have in us, we're
all capable of using basic magic from any element. But using magic from an
element other than the one connected with our god causes strong fatigue and
takes much more energy. And we won't ever be able to learn spells that
relate to another god.

As the day falls into early evening, we are guided into the lake one by
one. We're informed that we will be floating using our lungs. And while
floating we will try to use our magic to raise our bodies towards the
surface of the water. The higher up we're able to bring ourselves, the
stronger the connection.

Dorian goes in first, he strips down to his loin cloth and goes in. He lays
down on his back, but he struggles to even be able to float on his
own. After several unsuccessful tries he finally explains that he doesn't
know how to swim and being in the water like that was making him scared.

To facilitate Aldur goes into the water to provide support. But even as he
floats, he never moves an inch above the water. Beyond the normal breaths
in and out.

Aldur calls it quits and says there is simply no connection, which
happens. Next is Ari. She goes in with her tunic and manages to float
immediately with grace. She breathes in and out a few times before finally
her body starts lifting up towards the surface. Her head and her entire
legs are all resting on top of the surface before she starts going back
down again.

Aldur applauds her efforts and she smile. Next is me. I decide to go in
with my tunic seeing as I'm not wearing anything underneath. Aldur repeats
the instructions but I think I have an understanding of what needs to be
done. I lay down and with years of having swam in this very lake, I float
with ease.

I keep my eyes closed as I feel my body bobbing up and down. I focus my
energy and mind into moving my body on top of the lake. I lay
still. Eventually I feel my back hitting something. I'm on the ground. I
must have drifted onto shore. I move to stand up and as I do, I open my
eyes and immediately look down.

I'm standing on top of the water. I stare at Aldur who looks just as
surprised as me.

"What do I do?" I say. I'm not even channeling my magic any more but I'm
still standing on top of the lake like it's solid.

"Come to shore. Try to keep your concentration." Aldur explains as he waves
me to come closer.

I take a step to walk and as my foot hits the water the ripples that escape
it are all dark purple. I keep walking, with care. Until I reach the shore.

I notice Ian's eyes staring at my crotch as I look down and realise my wet
tunic is slicked to my body revealing my sizeable bulge. I readjust myself
and cough.

"Well now, you are a curious case Leon. I've heard of powerful water mages
lying on top of the water completely but never have I heard of any standing
and walking on water without first casting a spell. You might be a water
mage of the highest degree. But we'll see more tomorrow." Aldur says as he
looks me over.

As I reach shore, I feel exhaustion hit me again. Like the day before, the
use of any magic simply drains me and leaves me feeling awful. Empty.

Ian goes in next in only his loin cloth and although he's able to
gracefully float like his sister he doesn't have her aptitude for water it
seems. He manages to get one foot over the surface but little else.

When Ian is finally back on land, we all sit down by the fire to dry off
and rest. I can tell that the entire group is exhausted again.

Aldur goes to speak with a nearby tree and then he steps into the
forest. Coming back with 2 rabbits afterwards, we get to skinning and
eating them for dinner.

The evening comes, and we slip back into our tents.

"How are you guys feeling" Dorian asks.

The entire tent grunts in response.

"Yeah, same." He responds. As he's lay to the left of me, I can tell that
he's already struggling with his urges. As he moves, he accidentally hits
me with his erect cock several times. Followed by him apologizing and
readjusting.

We all drift off into sleep a moment later.


      				 Day two. Air.


The next day follows a similar structure. We gather some wood for the fire
along with berries and fruits for breakfast. Then we rest, have a chat and
some of us have a quick work out followed by a wash in the lake.

We then go onto the lecture.

Air, as it turns out is one of the most sought-after mages there are as
they are useful to any society, city or village lucky enough to have one.

Aldur goes on to explain that powerful air mages are bound to the currently
only known god, Ara. I can tell that Ari is proud over her and her
brothers' connection with this particular element, and god.  However, Ian
doesn't seem quite as excited. He seems almost bored.

Air mages can control the weather and are very valuable to farm lands,
cities, as well as boating expeditions. So being an air mage is an easy way
to earn good coin and make a decent life for oneself.

As the day goes on, we climb the rockface overlooking the lake. The rock
looks like a finger, sticking out over the lake. As we get to the tip of
the finger, we're just above tree level. I've always loved the view from
here.

We're told what the next exercise will be. We will be leaning over the edge
of the cliff and trusting in the air to keep us steady, so we don't fall
off and plummet into the water. It's a long fall into the water. It's a
plunge many take during the summer. It's a local favorite.

Ari goes first. She steps up to the edge and closes her eyes focusing for a
few moments. Then she begins to lean over the edge. As she leans, she's
held up by a wind that is only affecting her. Eventually she lifts her left
leg up making her look like a floating swan. Very graceful if it weren't
for the fact that both me and Dorian can see right up her skirt. Ian
notices and gives us a death stare as he sees our tunics tightening against
our growing bulges.

I go next and as I walk up to the edge, I close my eyes and concentrate. I
imagine the wind supporting me as I lean over. I feel wind hitting my face
as I lean into it. I feel it working but it's hard to know how far out I'm
leaning. I slowly open my eyes and as I stare down, I can't see the
rock. Only water. I turn my head around and I've somehow floated away from
the rock completely. Now hovering over the middle of the lake I have a
moment of panic and like a rock. I drop. Hitting the water with a big
splash. I swim to the shore and slowly make my way up the rock face again
to where the others are.

I see Ari's face and she looks annoyed.

"I don't know why this is happening." I say with a shrug to the entire
group as Aldur stays quiet.

He simply urges Ian to go next.

Ian goes up to the edge and closes his eyes. The wind picks up but somehow,
I can feel it too. He starts to lean, and the wind gets really strong but
also really warm. Unusually warm. Ian manages to lean nearly as much as Ari
but without the theatrics. Eventually he takes a step back and goes to
stand by the rest of us.

Lastly is Dorian. He follows what everyone else has done and closes his
eyes and concentrates. After several moments he begins to lean but there
doesn't seem to be any support for him. He takes a step back before trying
again. This time he's visibly frustrated and as he goes to lean, he loses
his footing and fall into the lake.

Aldur urges us to go back down to meet Dorian by the shore as he was the
last try.

As we all get to camp, we sit down and again we're hit by
exhaustion. Dorian goes on to moan that he's not good at any of the
elements. Aldur explains that he thinks tomorrow will be his day to shine.

We eat some food and go into our tents.

As I lay there, I can feel my cock throbbing, drawing my attention to it. I
try to focus on other things but it's becoming increasingly difficult to
not wrap my hands around it and jerk it off. The feeling has been building
since the acceptance. Just like Aldur said and I can tell I'm not
alone. Dorian has almost constantly a boner now and I can tell that both
Ian and Ari are shifting uncomfortably in their bed.



       				Day three - Earth.


As I wake up the feeling in my groin has become nearly unbearable. As I
stand up my cock is rock hard, sticking out 9 inches with painful throbs. I
step out of the tent and hope that it would go down but nothing I do seems
to work. I try to squeeze it between my legs. I try to bend it. It remains
hard.

As the others step out of the tent, I sit down in Indian style trying my
best to cover up my embarrassing erection when I see that both Ian and
Dorian are both sporting morning wood. I watch as they try to hide it in
their loin cloths without success.

As Aldur steps out from his tent he gathers us for breakfasts and with our
visibly erect cocks he addresses the group. I can tell that Ari is groping
her breasts which seem to have grown in size.

"By now, you'll find it very uncomfortable, but I urge you to remember rule
number two. It's one of two rules to follow. There are not many rules. But
they are important. Rule number one, that everything that happens here
stays a secret. Is also there to protect you. By this stage most guys won't
be able to get soft and ladies tend to start lactating at this point. It's
all normal. But I understand how it must feel.  Nonetheless, the tests must
continue."

In silent agreement we all stand up letting each other see what would
normally be incredibly embarrassing. I see Dorian must be pretty big as his
tunic is stretched pretty far. A good 7 inches I would say. Ian on the
other hand seem to have a much smaller member with just about 5 inches
erect maybe. I can see wet patches on Ari's dress.

I catch them all staring at me and I blush, but I allow their eyes to
wander, to try and get over the initial stage of embarrassment. My thick
9-inch cock is pointing straight ahead and pokes aggressively at my tunic.

After a few moments I decide flick it upwards towards my belly where I tie
it against my body with my waist rope.

I catch Ian's eyes on me several times and he looks as if he's about to
drool.

The rest of the morning continues the same as the others.

We sit down for our lesson as Aldur paces the grass in front of us.

Earth, being Aldur's god of choice seems to have 3 known gods connected
with it. Bauhn, god of Forests,

Yrdor, the god of stone and Sirt, the god of flowers. I can tell that he
tries to be impartial when talking about these gods, but he clearly favours
them.

Bauhn is a god who can be both protective and good to have with you in
battle.

Yrdor is the chosen god for most miners as his banishment can be of great
help when doing such dangerous work. He's a quiet but watching god.

Sirt is the most benevolent god currently known. Anyone choosing to bond
with Sirt won't be able to hurt anyone else using their magic as the god
will punish you. Sirt is known to be focused on beautification and
spreading joy amongst people in many forms. Hence why Sirt is popular
amongst women who never intended to become mages. This god is often linked
with fertility as well.

Aldur goes on to inform us that both Bauhn and Yrdor are good choices for
mages looking to make good coin as they can be great builders and are
required in almost every village.

In the afternoon we spend some time relaxing before Aldur goes to explain
the next test.

He brings us to the edge of the forest.

"Now, today I will give you an option, earth is varied, and so will the
test be. I want you to either make a crack in this large boulder here or if
you rather, you can put your hand to either the tree or the ground and try
to summon a flower." Aldur says as he points to a large boulder sitting on
the grass and towards a tree near it.

He tells us we should go to whatever we feel more connected with.

Ian goes first, and he goes to the tree and puts his hand on it. After a
few moments his hand starts to move away and beneath his palm, moss is
growing.

Aldur commends his great connection with earth and then Dorian goes next.

Dorian goes straight for the rock. Quite understandably so, considering his
family have been miners for several generations. He puts his hand on the
rock and it only takes a second before the rock cracks loudly and a great
tear appears where his palm was holding. He looks back at us with a great
big smile and we all congratulate him.

Ari goes next and she puts her hand on the ground. After quite some time
she's able to grow a very small flower which doesn't bloom but stays in its
bud.

Lastly, I go up. As my job has been in the forest my whole life, I feel a
natural connection with earth but I'm not sure about the rock. So, I decide
to go to the stone.

I put my hand on it and focus on breaking the stone. After a few moments I
think I feel it working. I feel a jolt of energy surging from my core into
my palm and into the stone. I open my eyes, but the rock looks just like it
did before.

I look back at Aldur. "I thought I felt it work" I say as I make a fist and
go to punch the rock lightly. As my knuckles touches the surface the entire
rock dissipates into sand. I jump away as the entire rock slumps to the
ground in tiny particles.

I stare at the heap of sand now covering the grass and then back to Aldur
while I ask. "What's going on?  Why does this stuff keep happening?" I
blurt out. With the strain of controlling my erect cock and the frustration
I feel over the growing jealousy coming from the others I finally break,
and my words come out a bit angry.

"I have my suspicions but for now, let's just continue. What you're doing
is not wrong. It's just highly unusual" He responds in his normal calm
manner.

I know I'm not going to get more of an answer than that, but I can tell the
group responded well to my obvious confusion and frustration over the
matter.

As we walk back to camp Dorian pats my back. As he relaxes his hand, I feel
it brushing up against my firm butt for a second. Must have been an
accident.

This evening as we go into our tents, we are all stirring like
crazy. Unable to fully relax with our entire bodies telling us to pleasure
ourselves. I roll over on my stomach but my hard cock pressing into the
mattress is too much to bear so I decide to sleep on my right side, facing
towards Ian. I open my eyes and I can tell that he's staring straight at my
crotch while now fondling his own crotch.

Ari notices and immediately slaps him, and he removes his hands. But he
keeps staring at me.

I feel so uncomfortable with his horny stare I decide to roll over on my
left towards Dorian. He has his back to me and as I roll over my tunic gets
tangled and pulls up over my waist. The result being that my cock comes out
and smacks Dorian on his right leg.

Before I notice what happened, he lifts his leg and my cock smacks down on
his left leg. Then he closes his legs again. My cock is stuck between his
thighs. I can feel him squeezing his legs together making my cock flood
with warmth and pleasure.

I try to pull out making me wash over with pleasure as he squeezes tighter
and my foreskin only makes part of my cock slide out. I stop and before I
can stop myself, I shove my cock against him again in a jerking motion.

"Let go" I whisper as I try to lift his leg.

"Nah, let's get comfy" He says as he brings my right arm over and drapes it
over him. Making me spoon him.

I know that trying to pull out will be too pleasurable. Laying still, like
this, is the least painful option so I give in and hug his back as my cock
rests between his legs. In a never-ending erection.



      				 Day four - Fire.


I wake up and I'm laying on my back with my cock standing straight up. I
notice it's leaking down my shaft as I feel a wet sensation on my left
thigh. I look over and Dorian has his left arm draped over my firm pecks
and chest and his cock is pointing straight into my thigh and is now, also
leaking.

I pull my tunic back down and secure my cock against my stomach with the
waist rope as I get up and exiting the tent. I can feel the others stir and
start to wake up as I do this.

I decide to channel some of my sexual frustration into exercise as I take
off running around lake. My feet hitting the soft grass this early in the
morning when there is still a light dew feels wonderful. I've always loved
the early mornings.

After two laps around the lake I do some push ups and sit ups as I start
seeing the others waking up.

After I'm done, I feel much more in control. Something I don't think my
fellow tent-mates are.

As they all stumble out, I can see wet patches on Dorian, Ian and on
Ari. Their faces are all contorted in what looks like anguish as their
hands continuously move to touch themselves for a second before stopping
themselves.

The wave of pleasure that has been building is incredibly intense. I tell
them I felt better after some exercise but none of them take me up on my
suggestion. Instead they sit down trying not to move.  Stating that if they
don't move, it's not so bad.

I get undressed and wash myself in the lake to get rid of the sweat and
grime from the night. As I run my hands over my cock and balls, I notice my
balls have grown exponentially. They feel nearly twice the normal size. I
squeeze them, but it brings a sharp pain, so I stop. As I walk out of the
lake with my auburn hair wet, water running down my tanned skin over my
dark blue and dark green eyes. I rub my hands through my hair knowing full
well I'm being looked at. My biceps are firm from years of having chopped
wood and carried logs all day paired with a meat focused diet along with my
elven blood.

Water cascades down my rock-hard pecs that is surrounded by short hairs
going between my pecs and down towards my six-pack abs. It trails off below
my belly button into my pubes where my hard 9-inch cock is pointing in the
direction I'm walking. Towards camp.

My legs are thick with muscle and I'm fairly hairless on the insides, but I
have light hair on the outside of my legs going down to my large feet. I
have no clue why, but I felt like fucking with them and giving them a show.

I look over to my friends and feign shock as I notice them watching. I act
coy as I walk naked over to my tunic. I make sure I put my back towards the
group all sitting down around the fire pit as I bend over to pick up my
tunic. Making sure I keep my legs straight, so they all get a view of my
backside entrance. I pull my black tunic over my body as I secure my cock
against my stomach with the waist band.

I turn to the group. "So, last day, last element. Not long now. Huh."

I watch as Ari removes her hand from underneath her dress clearly
struggling not to pleasure herself. I see even Dorian looks transfixed at
my crotch and he doesn't look away until I meet his gaze.

Ian is the worst. His mouth is literally open and he's not jerking off, but
his hand is squeezing his dick really hard before I cough, and he removes
his hand.

Today almost no one moves as everyone's throbbing erections and hormones
are making it difficult to do any movements. Aldur is clearly used to this
and tells us to sit as he fetches food.

I think my strict upbringing with my dad has made me better prepared for
this than anyone else here.  I'm used to being sexually aroused and not
allowed to do anything about it.

We all sit in silence as Aldur makes preparations by brining some wood and
kindling. He catches fish for us that we grill and eat as he begins his
lecture on fire.

Fire is known to most as a destructive force but Aldur makes a point to
ensure we know that nothing on earth could exist without fire. It has
cleansing and restorative magic. He informs us that the only known Fire god
is Ifrit, but he tells me of the recent discovery of a temple of Ruhma and
the god of sun which has been classified as a fire god as well. Due to its
unknown status, Ifrit is the most commonly spoken about god.

Aldur looks as us with conspiring eyes and a voice that is perfect for
telling intriguing stories as he continues.

"When I was just about your age, I knew I would be a forest mage and I
welcomed it. During my banishment the mage guiding us told of a story of
how he had met a mage who could see into the future using fire. Now this is
not magic currently known but this mage had somehow stumbled upon an
ancient temple of worship with statues and scrolls dedicated to this god of
old. He had communicated with the god and received the gods blessing to use
fire to see what the future held. His magic was so unique that the King
himself summoned the mage to work alongside him. However, he never told
anyone where the temple was or who the god was. There was only the
name. Surah..." He says as he waves his hands in the air making the fire
from the pit spark up adding to the mysterious story unfolding.

I look at him. "Why can't someone else make a connection with that god
using his name?" I say. I'm painfully reminded of how little I know about
magic and gods.

"Wonderful question. When making a bond with a god, you need several
aspects of the god. You can't make a connection with an invisible force,
you have to know what the god looks like, know their name and have a sense
of what they represent and what they like. These are all powerful. For
example, there might be a moon god out there, yet to be uncovered. But none
of you could make a connection with that god as you don't know who they
are, what they look like, or what name they go by. Lastly, you can't ever
make a connection, or bond, with a god that hasn't noticed you."

I nod as I take in this new information. I look down on the grass
contemplating what lies ahead of me as Aldur continues his teachings a bit
longer.

After a while he tells us we will commence with the final test.

We all sit down on different ends of the fire pit and with a good blaze
going he explains that this test will simply have us put our hands in the
fire. Using our magic, to not only keep our hands safe, but also to try and
increase the flame. Aldur makes a firm statement that we are not to harm
ourselves. If we feel the heat from the flames, we have to immediately
remove our hands. Apparently there have been cases where people try to
impress and end up with scars for life.

I go first. I close my eyes, focus my breath. I open my eyes and extend my
hand. I focus on not getting burnt. My right hand is successful. I don't
feel the heat. I try to pour my magic into it and as quickly as I think it
the entire flame turns dark purple. Just like that man...

Unsure of what it means I leave it while I try to increase the
flames. Suddenly they shoot up several feet into the air. I remove my hand
and it returns to normal immediately.

I look at Aldur who simply nods for us to continue.

Dorian goes next. He closes his eyes and focuses. He extends his hands, but
immediately retracts them when he feels the heat of the flame. After
several tries, he gives up. Seems as though earth is his only option.

Ari goes next. She closes her eyes. Reaches out her hand. She's able to
touch the flame but not much more. She doesn't put her whole hand into it
and I can tell that she's feeling some of the heat.  Eventually she
retracts her hand without having been able to change the size of it at all.

Last is Ian. He Closes his eyes and quicker than any of us he throws both
hands into the fire. It immediately turns blue and rises several feet into
the air as well.

He removes his hands and then stare blankly at the ground. I can tell he's
clearly avoiding his sister who looks utterly shocked.

We all lay down around the fire welcoming the wave of exhaustion we all
knew was coming. We lay there for what feels like hours as Aldur goes to
swim in the lake and then goes into the woods and comes back with a handful
of rabbits.

He skins and cooks them over the open fire and after we've all eaten, we
feel more human again Although the throbbing in my cock is growing more and
more intense.

As we all sit and bask in the glow of the flames, as darkness falls, Aldur
speaks up.

"Now there are two things left. Tomorrow at sunrise we'll perform a very
powerful spell which will feel like it's killing you, but it's not. This
spell will be the final stage before we are finished with the banishment. I
will wake you in the early hours before first light to prepare. Now go to
sleep a bit earlier so you're prepared for tomorrow." He says as he waves
us into our tent.

We all crawl into it, not having the energy to stand. I curl up and making
sure I sleep with my back turned to Dorian I start drifting off.

As I'm in between wakefulness and sleep I feel something poking the back of
my thighs. Suddenly Dorian shoves his hands between my thighs and forcibly
thrusts his rock-hard 7-inch cock between my legs.

I try to lift my left leg to let go of him, but he simply shoves my leg
back down. Squeezing his cock between my legs as it brushes up against my
balls.

I'm exhausted in every cell of my body and I decide not to fight it. He
starts thrusting his hips back and forwards. I can feel his ginger pubes on
my ass as they slap against me time after time. I look over and Ian is
staring at us, enjoying the show. He looks as if he's using all his energy
not to jump over and join us. His eyes look almost watery from the effort.

Dorian reaches around and wraps his left hand around my throbbing
member. He gives it one tug before I rip his hand of it. He gets the
message and doesn't try again but focuses on himself.

I feel him panting against my neck as he moves his foreskin between my
legs. Hitting my sore and expanded balls with each thrust. After a few
moments I can feel his moans changing and he picks up the pace. Then his
cock erupts with an ungodly amount of semen. The first shot shoots all the
way over to Ian and hits his legs. Ian immediately fingers the sticky semen
on his legs and starts licking his fingers.

His cock continues to shoot in what feels like an endless steam of seed. He
jerks and moans for minutes before it finally comes down. I look at the
floor in the tent and the entire space is covered in wet spunk.  He came
easily an entire bucket full. This must be what magic does, that dad always
referred to as taint.  Both me and Ian stare at the sight with complete
surprise. I didn't know it was humanly possible to shoot that much.

Dorian rocks behind me for several moments as he's coming down from his
orgasm. He starts pulling out of my legs, but I decide to clench them and
keep him locked in place.

Without saying a word, I grab his left arm and wrap it around
myself. Enjoying the warmth of his body against mine.



       			Day Five - Bond & Banishing


I wake up by Aldur opening up the flap to our tent and peaking his head in
and tells us to get up.

I'm still on my side and my cock is still painfully erect and pointing down
towards the floor. I notice Aldur eying the wet floor and looking at me
with what looks like disappointment before he steps back out.

I still haven't orgasmed, and I feel no need to explain myself. Dorian had
rolled over during the night and was on his back. I stand up and exit the
tent. Followed closely by the others.

It's still pitch-black outside but I can hear birds chirping so I know it
must be close to sunrise.

Dorian speaks up. "Um... Aldur, what happens if someone does... relieve
themselves, during the banishment?" He asks clearly worried.

Would have been a smarter question before he went and did what he did last
night. I look, and his erection is still going strong but he's not nearly
as squirmy as Ian or Ari.

"I will explain it all after today. Now, we have to get through all of you
before the sun has finished rising so we need to act quick. I have prepared
an enchanted circle in the grass here. You will each take a turn and step
inside and once there. You need to think about the god you want to connect
with. Think about their name, their face or faces, as many gods have many
forms. The stronger your image, the easier it will be. Once you do this,
the god will turn their attention to you and grant you their bond. Are you
all ready?" He says looking across the four of us.

I see Dorian, Ian and Ari all nod in agreement. I shake my head to Aldur
who says.

"You'll go last then Leon. You have to choose a god today so while the
others connect with theirs. Think through your experiences and make a
choice. I have scrolls with imagery of the known gods, if you need
assistance" he says as he points to some scrolls lying by his tent.

I immediately walk over, feeling the urgency to make a choice finally hit
me. I like them all, and my tests haven't been helpful at all. There are
four scrolls. I roll the first one out and see a flaming beast resembling a
cross between a boar and a lion, with text written underneath. I can't
understand the text but as I look at it, I almost instinctively know it's
Ifrit.

I roll out the next scroll and I see what looks like a long, slender, water
dragon with pink scales. I somehow know it's Leviathan, the aggressive
water god. Underneath is the image of a naked woman with legs made of water
and hair made of seaweed with glowing blue eyes. Must be Kelpie.

I open the next scroll and see only one god. A naked man with bald head as
he's blowing with his face.  On his back is a naked woman, blowing in the
opposite direction. Ara, I think to myself.

I look over and the guys are still discussing as I open the last scroll and
go through what must be the earth gods.

I see what looks like a man with flowers for hair. He looks like a cross
between a plant and a man with rippling muscles and a long humanoid cock
hanging between his legs. His face is flawless, and his entire skin is
green making him look more plant than anything. Must be Sirt.

I continue unravelling the scroll as I come across the next god. This is
the only god I've seen imagery of before. The image of the forest god,
Bauhn. Standing as a tall tree with white and pink blossoms spreading
across the leaves. The tree has a face coming out of its bark. I know this
god as it's the only one displayed around the village. Especially in
Aldur's home.

As I scroll down to the final god, I nearly drop the scroll. I know this
god. I've met this god! How can that be?

I bring the scroll over to Aldur and the others.

"Is this Yrdor?" I say as I point to the black spherical rock with hands
sticking out and a strange face displayed on the scroll.

"Yeah, I mean, it's written just below as well. That's my god, and the god
of my house" Dorian responds.

I blush as I realise, I may have just given away that I can't read as I
simply nod and put the scroll back in its place.

My mind is reeling. That's the god that grabbed my legs and licked my ass
before going silent, when I was in that cave... Why was he there? And why
did I get the feeling he was standing guard? For who?

As I try to rack my brain for answers, I start seeing the sky go red as the
sun starts to rise.

"Okay, now's the time. Who wants to go first?" He asks the group.

I take a clear step backwards, still unsure of which god I would connect
best with. Who was that man?  Was he a mage that had somehow domesticated a
god?

"I'll go" Ian steps up and into the circle.

Aldur gives him a pat on the shoulder and a nod. "Now, chant the following
while you imagine everything you can about your god. Make the connection,
offer yourself and ask for help. I invite my god into my soul." He says.

Aldur is kneeling in front of Ian and keeping the tips of his fingers on
the text he has written as he chants silently while keeping and eye on Ian.

Ian closes his eyes and starts chanting. "I invite my god into my soul, I
invite my god into my soul".

After only a few moments and immense heat explodes outwards from Ian and he
starts to sweat. He continues chanting until his fists catch fire. His
fists burn bright blue. It's a stunning sight as he stands there in the
still dark morning with a red sky and blue fire wrapping his fists. An
intense heat is flowing out from the circle and I notice even Aldur moves
his head away from the flames while keeping his fingers in contact with the
circle.

I catch Ari staring at her twin brother with an open mouth, having realised
he decided to go for Ifrit instead of their house god, Ara.

Eventually the flame dies down and Ian is staring down at Aldur while
clenching his fists.

"Say your gods name with pride and wear it like armour" Aldur says in a
booming loud voice that comes off as commanding.

"My name is Ian, and my god is Ifrit!" he yells out into the dawn.

He goes to step out of the circle but as soon as he does, he collapses. He
grabs his chest and heaves for air. A look of panic crosses his eyes and it
looks like he's struggling to breathe.

"We must continue, his body is adjusting to no longer leaking magic. When
your magic is contained for the first time it can be overwhelming, but he
will be fine. Who's next" Aldur yells as he sees us staring at Ian on the
ground.

"You go next" Ari says to Dorian as she makes her way over to her twin
brother as his gasping eases up.

She holds him in her arms as he gathers himself.

Dorian steps into the circle and begins chanting. After a few times he
starts hunching his back as he continues. Eventually he kneels down. It
looks like something's weighing on him. He's now on all fours, panting as
the earth shakes.

I could barely call it a shake. It lasted a mere second. But when it's done
Dorian manages to stand up.  Following Ian's statement, he speaks.

"My name is Dorian and my god is Yrdor" He screams with a big smile.

He hesitates a moment before stepping out of the circle, as if fearing the
pain, he saw on Ian. He catches Aldur's eye on him and he takes a step out
and before his second foot hits the ground he collapses. He lays on his
back to the ground as his face is grimacing and looking as if he can't move
or breathe. It looks terrifying.

"Ari, you're next." Aldur says.

I look at the sun and it's just about halfway up now and I feel Aldur
getting slightly stressed.

Ari lets go of her brother who is now seeming exhausted but okay. She steps
into the circle.

A few moments after chanting her body lifts off the ground and she's
levitating. With her head tilting upwards she scream in what almost sounds
like a melody. Her voice lasts much longer than normal. But eventually she
closes her mouth and drops back down to ground where she faces out towards
Aldur and the lake as she screams.

"My name is Ari and I was named in honour of you, my dear god. Ara!"

Ari doesn't hesitate but takes an immediate step out of the circle in
determination. She, like the others, collapses. She clutches her chest and
her head as Ian goes to comfort her.

"You're next Leon, are you ready?" Aldur says looking straight at me. He's
kneeling in front of the circle with his hands touching the text he's
written around it still.

I want to say no. I still have no clue what to do. I don't know who that
man was, why that god was there.  I have more questions than anything. But
even so I step into the circle.

As my foot hits the ground, before I even open my mouth, I sense magic. I
look down at the circle and a black layer is rising from the edge of the
circle and engulfs me like an egg.

...Maybe this is what the others experienced.

I try to move but realise I'm stuck. I look around and it's pitch black in
every direction. That's when I see the Purple flame springing to life in
front of me. If it hadn't been for the blackness surrounding me, I would
have said it appeared in the middle of the lake.

The dark purple flames spread out, giving shape to his body as he starts
walking towards me.

I open my mouth to speak when he, as if sensing my confusion speaks.

With a booming voice, seeming to come from nowhere and everywhere.  "I'll
give you one answer..."

I stay still as he approaches. I remember his previous words and I know he
wants something specific from me, so I take time to think clearly before I
speak. Trying to think of how to word it so I can get as much out of him as
possible.

Then it hits me, I know what to ask him.

"What's the name of the god standing before me?"

He stops in front of me. So, close our noses almost touch. Just like last
time, I can't see him. Where there would be features, skin, eyes, forehead,
body... There's only a black void. The purple flame is surrounding the
edges of his body and shining bright in this close proximity, but I feel no
dangerous heat from them.

He leans in and in reflex I tilt my head to the left as his lips meet
mine. I'm not sure why I allow him to kiss me. I've never been interested
in men. But it feels... right.

Our lips lock and although I still can't see his features, I feel the
softness of his lips. After a few moments of lip locking he parts his lips
and I slip my tongue inside. I expect to meet his tongue, but I feel
nothing. I feel his teeth, which feel incredibly sharp. I lick his lips
which feel full and soft. But as I explore his mouth, I fail to locate a
tongue.

I'm unable to move my arms but the man raises both his hands and place them
on either side of my face in a gentle manner as our lips separate. He holds
my mouth open as I feel air coming from his lungs.  Without making any
gestures with his mouth, without moving, he speaks with his lips fully
parted.

"Vox."

As sounds escapes his mouth on a gust of air, I feel it going into me. I
feel his essence and it feels like infinity.

"Kneel and I shall give you my bond." He says in a whisper.

This time I don't question him. I feel his intentions and I accept him. I
kneel down before him.

With my hands to my sides I feel myself again, unable to move.

I look up at him and he strokes my cheek. He moves his finger to my mouth
and I spread my lips.

He moves his body closer and I know what's coming before I feel it. With a
finger still keeping my mouth open he puts his flaccid cock between my
lips. I close my lips around it and judging from the size, he sure is a
god.

He removes his finger as my lips close around his uncut thick meat now
resting against my tongue. I play around with it using my tongue to explore
each part of him. I slide my tongue inside his foreskin and underneath his
cock as I feel him starting to leak.

Without getting hard, his cock, roughly 5 inches soft, starts to ooze a
steady stream of semen into my mouth. I recognize the sweet and
exhilarating taste from last time. Only now I get it from its source. I
swallow as my mouth fills with spunk as his cock seems to flow never-ending
with thick seed. His cock remains flaccid the entire time and I look up at
his face when I notice that the black void having covered his features, is
receding. Starting with the top of his head. I see what looks like small
antlers sticking up from his head. Where the antlers meet, in the middle,
there is a dark purple flame burning in the air.

As the blackness keeps moving down, I see what looks like short ash grey
hair cover his head.

As I suckle on his cock, he looks down at me while stroking my cheek with
his thumb while his cock fills my insides with his seed.

I finally see his dark skin which has flawless complexion emerge from the
void followed by ash grey eyebrows and then by eyes that are completely
black. He has no iris or pupil. His entire eyes are shining black
surrounded by long black eyelashes.

After having swallowed multiple mouths full of semen, I feel his cock stop
cumming as he slowly removes his soft 5-inch cock from my mouth as I try to
lap up as much as I can before being left empty. I stand back up as my body
allows me to move and I'm standing face to face with a god.

I see him better now and he's slightly taller than me. The void surrounding
his body is covering everything from his toes up to just above his lips. He
looks beautiful. His antlers are small, and they don't look aggressive,
more like three-inch branches, bending up over his head with the flame
flickering between them. His eyes never blink as he keeps looking right at
me. His ears are sharp, elven, like mine.

He leans in until I can feel the heat coming from his lips. Without us
touching, he stares at me for several moments as if inhaling my breath.

He turns around and starts walking away.

"Don't go..." I say feeling sad he can't stay longer.

Without turning around, I hear him speak one more time.

"Who says I ever left?"

And as suddenly as it came the darkness recedes from above my head. Moving
down like a falling cloth and disappearing into the circle below my feet.

I look down and see Aldur's face. Something tells me he's as surprised
about what happened as I am.

I look over the lake and notice the sun is far above the horizon. How long
was I gone?

I turn around and see Dorian, Ian and Ari all sitting by the fire, eating
apples as they stare at me.

I'm pulled out of my daze by Aldur's voice.

"Say your gods name with pride and wear it like armour!"

I spin around and look to Aldur. I make the statement, but my words come
out different than what I intended.

"My name is Leon and Vox is my partner!" I yell out into the morning air.

What...? I meant to say the same as the rest.

I get a strange glance and from Aldur and I decide I need to sit
down. Without thinking I step out of the circle as I see Ian dart up and
run towards me.

When he reaches me, he stops right in front of me and looks at me like I'm
a ghost.

What... Why is he staring like that?

"Why aren't you in pain?" Ian says as he looks down at my feet to make sure
I've stepped out of the circle fully.

That's when I remember the reaction the others had had. I look back at the
circle and Aldur but get no immediate answer. Thinking maybe it will take a
second to kick in.

"I... Don't know." I say with a shrug towards the group.

"No matter. Let's sit down and discuss what you experienced and what comes
next.".

Aldur takes a few moments to erase the markings making up the circle he had
created and then comes and sits down by the fire picking up some berries
from a fabric pouch as he pops them in his mouth. One by one. Aldur
actually looks a bit tired. As if he's been using more magic than he
expected.

"Now, I need you to tell me why you chose the god you chose. And what you
felt or experienced during your binding. Let's start with you Ian. I'm sure
your sister must be very confused." He says to all of us now sitting down.

Ian takes a deep breath before explaining. "I stepped into the circle and
chanted, like you said. I have been questioning my connection with Ara for
some time. But I've been afraid to say anything to my family." He says
looking at his sister with sadness in his eyes. "I knew I felt more in tune
with fire, but I've never explored it. After our fire test yesterday, I
knew that's where I belonged. It was like, instinct. I felt a fire inside
of me as I asked for Ifrit to be my god. I could almost hear him, but I
know, from what I felt, that he wanted me too." He finishes.

His sister speaks next. "I'm sorry you didn't feel the same connection with
Ara that I do. I just...  assumed... I'm glad you found a god you
cherish. We'll break the news to our family together" She squeezes Ian's
hand as she smiles.

"Good, remember, rule number one. What is said here, will not leave this
place. Or your newly chosen gods will punish your disrespect". Aldur says
with a nod to Dorian to continue.

"I... knew I wanted Yrdor, he's my house god and I feel connected with
him. When I began chanting, I felt judgement weighing down on me like a
thousand tons. I couldn't stand. I knew he would accept me.  But he was not
impressed by me." Dorian says while sitting with his legs up and his arms
crossed over his knees. I hadn't noticed it before, but he looks
upset. Like he's holding back tears.

"Why did you feel that?" Aldur pushes him.

"Because I'm not as strong as the rest of you. I... I... couldn't hold
it. Yrdor knew and I could feel his disappointment. But I don't care. I'm
the first mage in my family's history. They won't know the difference. I'm
just happy he accepted me" Dorian says with tears streaking down his
freckled cheeks now as he hangs his head.

"It's not easy and not everyone can maintain their urges as well. And the
gods take offence. They want to see our determination and strong will."
Aldur says to the group.

He then nods to Ari who speaks up.

"I've always loved Ara and as you know, my family has worshipped her, or
him, for several generations. I knew she was the one and her image came to
me easily. I felt as if she was speaking through me. I couldn't understand
her, but I felt her breath run through me. It was fantastic." She says with
a big grin on her face, unable to hide her clear devotion for her god.

"That's wonderful Ari, not everyone is fortunate to grow up in a family of
mages and I hope you add knowledge and wisdom to your family's history
during your time."

Finally, everyone looks at me. I'm not sure what to say, I can feel their
questions in the air and I know they all want to know who my god is, what
he's the god of and what alignment he is.

I can tell Aldur sees the fear and confusion on my face as he speaks up.

"You might find it interesting to know that there are gods outside of the 4
main elements. None have been publicly found but I've met several mages
through my years who had magic outside the normal realm. We refer to them
as Deviant Mages. I've heard mysterious rumours about a mage who can
manipulate time. Time! Can you imagine. Clearly time does not belong in any
element. I personally believe there are gods out there who prefer to keep
hidden. I've been suspicious from the start that you might have a deviant
god. Would you mind sharing? Your secret won't leave this camp."

I look around the group and then back down towards my feet. As I open my
mouth to speak, I feel as if my words are being filtered. As if someone is
guiding me on what to disclose and what to keep hidden.

"I'm not sure how to describe it. I... found a place. Just a few days
ago. It was hard to find, and I thought I might die as I explored. I
eventually fell down a very long hole and found myself facing a strange
stone creature. When I saw your scrolls, I realised I had come face to
face, with Yrdor. Your god." I say nodding to Dorian.

"What. You're telling me you saw Yrdor in person?! No way! He's one of the
shyest gods that exist. He hasn't shown himself to anyone in hundreds of
years." Dorian says in protest.

I continue. "I didn't know he was a god at the time. He grabbed my ankles
and licked... my privates before letting me go. It was like he was guarding
something. When he let me go his face disappeared into the ball and I found
this enormous cavern with black water everywhere. In the middle were four
pillars that looked natural, but they had strange runes etched before
them. As I held my hands on the runes, I felt different emotions. It wasn't
until I touched all four that he appeared. Vox. He started out by
threatening to kill me. I answered his questions and he fed
me... something. And suddenly I was out of the cave. That's when I found
you guys and came here." I say skipping the part about my dad going crazy
and trying to force his cock into my ass.

Without needing to be prompted I continue explaining my experience in the
circle just then.

When I'm finished, they all look at me like I'm crazy. But Aldur speaks up.

"There are many accounts of people seeing gods in their true form, but they
are rare. I myself have seen Bauhn manifest in a tree to warn me about
danger. But many other gods have not been actually seen in
millennia. Yrdor, like Dorian mentioned is incredibly shy and doesn't like
to interact with humans. To hear you speak as if you've had... sexual
relations with one is unheard of. I truly don't know what to make of it. I
think you would do well to look into this further. The library of Moorea
would be a good place to start." He says as he looks at me.

He waves his hands and then continues.

"Now onto the final task. The banishment. As you are all well rested now, I
believe you will look forward to it as it will relieve you of your... pent
up... emotions.' Aldur explains making all of us shift in our seats again
trying to hide our cocks and leaking parts.

I look down and my cock is still leaking cum steadily onto my stomach where
I've fastened it using my waist rope.

"Now, for this last bit, I will give you an hour's time to prepare. You
will each choose one thing to banish from your lives. Now I can't stress
this enough. What you choose here, today, will have potential benefits for
your entire lives. But there are restrictions. You can't banish just
anything. If what you try to banish, doesn't work. It means your god is
unwilling to banish this for you. To give you some examples.  I've had
people banish poverty before. Where they have lived lives blessed with
fortune. It doesn't fall on your head but a gods blessing, is a promise
kept. This particular individual had a strong connection with their
god. So, it all depends on what your god wants to give. You would do well
to take their personalities into account as well. I will give you an hour
but as soon as you know what you want to banish, let me know and we can
start the process. The quicker you do it, the quicker you will feel
better." He finishes.

I can tell that both Ian and Ari knew about this part before and they both
look ready to go.

"I'm ready" Ari says immediately.

"Wonderful. Step here." He says as he moves her to a spot away from the
rest. Where she's standing on the grass. She's still twitching her body and
I can tell her breasts are nearly double the size they were just a few days
ago.

Aldur gives her a leaf from a pouch he's carrying around the waist of his
bright yellow robe. He hands to it Ari.

"Now, this leaf has been inscribed with multiple spells on the back that
will focus the attention of the god you choose. Draw the rune for your god
and when you're ready. Tell the world what you banish from your life. If
Ara accepts your request the leaf will burn. If she doesn't, you'll have to
try again with something else. Now... Be prepared to release your
emotions." He says as Ari looks him in the eyes.

She looks ready.

She takes the leaf and on one side there are carvings and on the other,
there's nothing. On this side she draws a swirly symbol that must be the
rune for Ara. She lifts the leaf into the air as she braces herself.

"I banish people's expectations of me" She screams. She looks at her leaf
and it takes several moments but then the leaf starts burning and turns to
ash. When the leaf is fully gone Ari starts convulsing.

She falls down on her knees and it's like a floodgate opened between her
legs. She screams in what sounds like ecstasy as her hand goes between her
legs as she pleases herself.

Seeing this brings a throbbing pain to my own still unfulfilled cock.

It takes nearly 5 minutes before Ari is able to stand up. The entire bottom
half of her dress and her chest is wet as she leaked all over.

Ian looked away throughout the ordeal but now that she was standing up
again, clearly, a new woman.  She walks over and hugs Ian.

"I wanted to banish something that would make me feel free. Hopefully now I
can live a life where I focus on what I want. Not what our family wants."
She says to her twin brother who is still sporting a huge boner.

"I get that. Now it's my turn." He says as he steps up to Aldur and takes a
leaf.

He actively steps into a space far away from the wet patch his sister left
on the grass.

He draws what looks like an arrow in each direction on the leaf and holds
it up.

"I banish my low self esteem over my body" He screams.

Another long moment passes before the leaf starts burning.

Ian drops to his knees and starts screaming in bliss as his cock starts
shooting cum onto the ground in violent bursts. His 5-inch cock and big
balls underneath seem to become a hose. He starts jacking off as he screams
and yells as his whole body is overcome with bliss.

His smile is from ear to ear as his cock finally stops shooting jizz onto
the ground. By the time he's done there's enough cum on the ground to drown
a man. He sidesteps his cum as he walks towards his sister and hugs
her. His cock finally having gone flaccid.

I give him a nod of approval when he looks over to me. I admire how he well
he seems to know himself.  Very mature for his young age.

"Very well worded, both of you. And very admirable banishments. Now,
whenever you boys are ready.  Let me know. But take your time." Aldur says
as he looks to me and Dorian.

I have no clue what to say or what to banish.

I try to think to what kind of god Vox seems to be, but I still know so
very little about him. He feels so...  infinite... while I feel so... I'm
not sure...

Both me and Dorian walk around the camp for several minutes before Dorian
finally speaks up.

"I think I'm ready."

He takes a leaf from Aldur and draws a plain oval on it and holds it up.

"I banish mistakes" He yells out.

I notice both Ian and Ari share a look that leaves me to believe his
banishment won't work.

Several minutes of silence pass before Dorian realises his god wouldn't
grant his banishment.

"Dorian... You can't banish something so broad, gods don't have time to
monitor us every hour of every day. Banishing mistakes is like banishing
everything bad in life. It's not something they would grant. Try to think
of something... a bit more reasonable. Considering your previous
interactions with Yrdor." Aldur says.

After a few moments Dorian holds the leaf back up and tries again.

"I banish poverty" He screams.

... Again, nothing seems to happen.

Aldur chips in with another suggestion.  "That would work for mages with
very strong bonds, but I don't think that's the case for you and Yrdor.
Take a minute and try something else." He says with a calmness in his
voice.

Dorian looks frustrated and humiliated as he stomps around for a few more
minutes before lifting the leaf again.

"I banish a life of solitude" He yells out.

After a few moments the leaf catches fire and there's a relief flowing over
the group who were all hoping his god would grant him this one.

Eventually he falls to his knees and starts jerking off as he starts
shooting jizz but it's over as quickly as it started. Compared to Ian's
fountain of cum. Dorian would barely have been able to fill half a cup.

He jerks his body as the orgasm rolls over him. And stands up. Looking
happy his banishment worked.

"Yeah! I'll have a beautiful wife and live happily ever after." He shouts
as he throws his fist into the air.

"Dorian... My child...  solitude refers to being alone. Yrdor will make
sure that you are always surrounded by people throughout your life but that
doesn't necessarily mean you'll find a partner." Aldur says trying to not
upset Dorian.

"I just don't want you to set your expectations too high." He continues
seeing Dorians face fall.


Now I'm the only one left. I feel everyone's eyes on me, but I have still
no clue what I want to banish. I feel as though I have a strong bond with
Vox but choosing something that will be helpful for me, for life.  Is a big
decision to make in a few minutes. I decide I'll take the leaf first then
take it one step at a time.

I walk up to Aldur and grab the last leaf from him. I turn the dried leaf
over and look at the runes and sigils inscribed on it with red paint. The
leaf is green and feels both dry and recently plucked. I look at the empty
space where my rune is meant to go, and I realise... I don't know his rune.

I look up at Aldur.

"Um... How do I know Vox's rune?" I say sheepishly trying not to sound like
a complete amateur.

Aldur looks at me and says. "He's already bonded with you, why don't you
ask him".

I take his suggestion as I close my eyes and try to focus my thoughts on
Vox.

'What's your rune? Or sign?' I aim my thoughts into an image of Vox. In the
blackness of my mind an image starts to form.

I take a piece of charred wood from the fire and start drawing. I draw the
antlers I had seen on his head but instead of the fire between them, I draw
the symbol for infinity.

I look at the leaf as I try to think quickly about what to banish. What do
I want? What do I want to banish? I'm not sure. I want to explore the
world. I want to see so much, I want to learn and experience.  When I think
about Vox, I think of him as infinity. Something so powerful it doesn't
bend to time or will.

He's so endless while I'm... That's when it hits me! I take an extra second
to think. Yea, this will work.  This feels like something Vox would
like. He doesn't seem quite like the other gods anyway.

I raise the leaf, signifying that I'm ready.

Standing there with my auburn hair tied back on the left with my mother's
earring hanging down. In my black tunic that has my 9-inch cock strapped
towards my stomach.

"I banish my limitations" I scream out into the light of the sun.

"Leon, that won't work... You have to choose something that's..." Aldur is
interrupted by my leaf catching in dark purple fire.

I see the shock in Aldur's eyes as I fall to my knees. It's like a dam
broke and my cock that has been throbbing for days straight without release
is finally free.

The first wave of seed shoots straight up my tunic and hits me in the
throat before I manage to wrench it free as I pull my tunic over my head
while gasping at the sensation. Wave after wave of pleasure hits me as my
cock guzzles out cum like there's no end. I feel my balls easing up as I
watch my cock shoot long thick streams of cum onto the grass.

I support myself on my hands and knees as I look down at my cock as it
continues shooting. My eyes roll into the back of my head as the sensation
is so overwhelming and comes in waves when I think it won't ever stop.

I fall onto my side as I splash into my own lake of semen as my cock
continues to expel a steady stream of cum in every direction. It's not
stopping. I can't form words. The pleasure sensation is all I can feel.

It must have been at least 10 minutes of non-stop cum when I feel like I'm
about to pass out from the waves of bliss. I'm now surrounded by grass
covered in semen in every direction.

I pant and gasp as I hear splashing steps coming towards me. I look up and
Aldur is leaning down.

"Will it to stop Leon. It's a side effect of banishing your
limitations. You won't ever run out. You have to force it to stop" He says
to me.

I try to gather my senses but with each wave of pleasure I feel knocked out
of focus.

Eventually I take a deep breath and hold it while I focus all my energy on
not cumming.

As quickly as it started, it stops. I stay on my knees and hands for
several moments before I find the energy to stand up.

When I look around it looks surreal. Almost the entire campsite is covered
in my cum. The lake of white thick seed is still moving slowly in every
direction from where I stood. There's enough semen around me to fill a
small lake.

I step back to the group who have all stepped towards the lake as the only
non-semen covered ground left.

"That... was... new." I hear coming from Aldur. "I would never have thought
a banishment that... broad...  would have worked. I'm surprised your god,
this Vox, agreed to it. You banished your own limitations.  I'm not even
sure where that statement ends. You are one surprise after another Leon."
He says giving me a bump on my shoulder.

I walk over to Ian who's holding my cum covered tunic. I step into the lake
and wash myself off and the others join me. My cock is finally it's flaccid
6-inch self. And everyone else seems to be relieved as well.

We take several moments to relax in the water before we get out and start
packing down the camp.


End of Episode 02. - Banishing

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