Date: Thu, 11 Feb 2021 22:46:31 -0500 From: Mark McELroy Subject: A Tale of Tara. (SF-Fantasy) Chapter 3. This is a tale of fantasy, with a vengeful Witch, a Male Faerie Protector, magick spells, and God's. ************* This story will contain vivid descriptions of sex between males. Intergenerational sex, and possibly incest. If these things offends you please leave the site now. *************** Please remember to support Nifty with a Donation. They provide a great service free of charge. So please give. ************** Descending the Stairs, Alain wearing the new tunic and his Clan kilt, carried the new born Son of Tiarna Cormac and Lady Ciara. Lady Ciara turned and for the first time Alain saw the Clan Badge pinned to her shoulder. The same as his, Clan Mac an Bhaird. Smiling she said don't look so surprised Alain your family and mine are the same. The table's were laden with dishes of a large variety. Cormac and Ciara sat at table on a platform. Their heads must be higher than the heads of the Nobility. Alain sat at small table behind Cormac and Ciara with her maid. Alain went to fetch food for himself and Katee. When he returned Lady Ciara asked him "why he brought food for himself and Katee instead of allowing the serving staff to bring them food"? Alain thought before he spoke, "My Lady the servants including Katee are just that servants, while I am a Slave bought from my family. It would be unseemly for the servants who are free to wait on me"! Lady Ciara cast her eyes on her husband. But held her tongue and remained silent. Tiarna Cormac stood and walked in front of the table, raising his hands for silence. "My friends Welcome, Thank you for coming to honor my Son. As a way of honoring my wife I have a gift for her"!! Turning, his eyes sought out Alain's "Come here Alain and kneel before me"! Looking back to Lady Ciara, he asked her to hand him her family sword, with the sword of the Clan Mac an Bhaird in hand he turned back to the kneeling Alain. By the Sword of the Clan Mac an Bhaird I the Tiarna of Tara elevate your standing from thrall to Page and Body Servant to Tiarna Cormac Mac Giolla Ruaidh. Alain stood and returned to to his place. Lady Ciara turned and smiled saying "Welcome kinsman, and remember take care of my husband"! By the time the feast ended it was the 8th hour of night and Cormac and Alain walked upstairs to Cormac's chambers. The servants had prepared a ritual bath for the Private Ceremony at the Alter at Midnight. Alain bolted the door and began to take Cormac's clothes off and once naked instead of the bath Cormac went to the bed. "We can bathe afterwards, Alain my cock has been rock hard every since you knelt in front of me". Alain took his new clothes off and laid them carefully across a small chair, now naked as the day he was born. Crawling up from the foot of the bed he sat on his slender legs and picked up Cormac's large foot, "Cormac are you ticklish"? Grinning he answered "I do not know, No one has dared to tickle me". Pressing his nose to the large foot Alain inhaled deeply the very masculine odor. His tongue began licking the salty skin and sucking each toe. Then after doing the same to the other foot, he kissed his way up to the man's lemon sized balls inhaling even a stronger musky male odor. Sucking each ball into his mouth. Alain's little mouth began watering smell the odor from the hooded cock. First he pulled the foreskin forward so it formed a bowl filling up with precum. Sliding his tongue inside the hood he sucked the cock juice into his mouth loving the sweet honey taste. He plunged his mouth all the way down to Cormac's pubic hair. Holding it there he began swallowing and the more he swallowed the more the precum flowed. Looking up into Cormac's eyes he felt a swelling in his heart and realized he had fallen in love with the Tiarna of Tara. Pulling off the very wet thick shaft he straddled Cormac's waist pointing his cock at his hole he eased the large peach shaped head into his stretched but still tight hole. Slowly sinking down the shaft with his eyes closed savoring the feeling of fullness. He felt Cormac's hand grip his hips, while the man's pelvis pushed the cock deeper. Rising up and down the cock with Cormac's hand firmly gripping his hips he felt Cormac's cockhead rub over his love nut repeatedly, making his smaller cock bounce wetly on Cormac's stomach. Cormac pulled Alain's lithe body down to his hairy chest and while his tongue was in Alain's mouth, successfully rolled them over without pulling out of the boy's hole. Rising up to the classical Missionary position. Cormac began pumping and pounding Alain's boy pussy. Alain was in high lust as was Cormac. Alain's long girl like fingers raked over the dark hair covering Cormac well developed chest and began speaking softly " yes my love take what is yours by right, how I thrill from the feel of you inside me, claiming me"!! Cormac found himself answering just as softly "you are mine and even when you are full grown you will remain on my right hand while Ciara will remain on my left hand"! Cormac increased his thrusting in and out of the sweetest boy pussy he had ever fucked. His cock was pulverizing the boy's love nut to mush, causing Alain to be drunk with lust. Feeling his approaching climax Alain's sheath began massaging Cormac's cock like a thousand little fingers. Inhaling sharply Alain's head went back as did his eyes, cum began shooting rope after rope of the sweet boy nectar coated his chest. Cormac thrust hard one last time into Alain's sheath feeling his cock pulse shot after shot of man nectar that was as virile as a Stud Thoroughbred. Cormac keeping his cock in place, began licking up Alain's spilled seed. When he had retrieved every drop he began kissing Alain sharing the thick cum. For some reason Cormac felt rejuvenated. Hmm he had never felt that with anyone else. But it was the first time he had eaten Alain's cum, so it made him wonder. Cormac had threw the locking bolt back and joined Alain in the still very warm scented water. They washed each other, Cormac making sure his cum was drained from Alain's cunt. Alain making sure Cormac's cock was skinned back and cleaned. While they were bathing someone knocked on the oak door. Bidding the intruder enter, a young man entered dressed in Druidh garb. Bowing he said "Greetings Tiarna Cormac, and young Lord Fae, I have brought your garments for the Naming Ceremony and Blessing of the next Tiarna of Tara." "Wait a moment young Druidh, Why did you refer to my Page as Lord Far"? The Druidh smiled mysteriously and replied "all will be revealed at the Alter at Midnight"!! Bowing again he said "according to the position of the moon, you have about 30 minutes till then"! Bowing once more he quickly left the room. Another knock sounded while they were drying off, calling out for the intruder to enter. Lady Ciara swept into the room and wasn't the least perturbed by seeing her husband and young kinsman naked. "My goodness Alain you are a vision of loveliness" and she reached and touched one ear then the other, " husband do my eyes deceive me, are Alain's ear slightly pointed"? Walking up to Alain and tilting his head back and too the side and then looking at the other ear, muttered "I wonder if", his voice trailing off. "Cormac what is the meaning of this"? "I think we need to get dressed, and besides the Druidh said all would be explained at Alter"! Cormac and Alain were wearing matching soft white robes that matched Ciara's all three were wearing a dash across their chest. Cormac's was his Clan tartan with a Solid Gold brooch of Tara. Ciara's sash was of her clan, with a smaller Gold brooch of Tara, and lastly Alain's sash matching Ciara's, but his shoulder pin was a Gold Tree of Life with a smaller silver symbol of Serch Bythol a Celtic symbol of Everlasting love. Together the walked to the Sacred Grove of Tara, standing behind the Alter was a white hair, Druidh with a flowing white beard. Standing just to the right of the White Druidh was the young Druidh from earlier. This time they recognized the symbol of the Awen, Celtic symbol of the Bard. The White Druidh was wearing a solid gold Pentagram, denoting his Master's level of Magick. Raising his hands in greetings the White Druidh spoke "greetings Tiarna Cormac and Lady Ciara, and you young Lord Fae Alain. Tonight is a not only a special time for the future Tiarna of Tara. But a night of Magick as we attempt to bypass a curse and transform it to a blessing"! "I, Divitiacus of the Blessed Isle of Eire call upon Lord Finnvarra of the Sidhe of the Tuatha De Danaan please attend us so we may know your will"!! "Lugh the young Druidh Bard, began pounding a sheep skin drum and softly chanting a spell of Magick. There was a blinding flash of Light and two figures appeared. Lord Cernunnos aka (Green man) was standing there holding the hand of Lord Finnvarra. Lord Cernunnos was resplendent in a full length cloak of Oak, Elder, Birch, all the trees of Eire, rising out of his head was a magnificent set of antlers. The rest of him was naked as a newborn. Lord Finnvarra dressed in his usual black leather vest and matching pants and boots. Smiling broadly let go of Lord Cernunnos hand and took a stunned Alain in his arms and kissed him passionately, "said Now I may Claim my Son"!! ************ To be continued in Chapter 4. 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