Date: Fri, 2 Oct 2020 06:20:49 +0000
From: Leonard <leonardwriting@gmail.com>
Subject: Apprentice and King - Chapter 3

Apprentice and King
By Leonard - leonardwriting@gmail.com

M/b, mind control, consensual (after mind control), magic, oral, anal,
more...


SYNOPSIS

A kinky take on a hero's journey as an eleven-year-old boy tries to follow
his destiny as an apprentice to a Master Wizard.  His teacher, though,
shapes him to find pleasure in much more than just casting spells.


STORY NOTES

As promised, there will be smut!

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Chapter 3: Liron

Zeles stabled the horse at the Wild Nectar Inn and spent the next few hours
with Ardin buying clothing and other supplies.  Ardin marveled at
everything.  They didn't go to an especially expensive store for most of
his clothing, but the mere idea of a store that sold clothing was new to
the boy, and the quality was far beyond what his mother had ever made for
him.  They bought a traveling outfit and several outfits for home, all a
little bit large so the boy could grow into them.  Zeles took special care
buying Ardin some nice underwear, which the boy found rather strange.
"Comfort is important," said the wizard.  Then, Zeles declared that they
needed one outfit for special occasions, and they went to a tailor shop.
Ardin had never been measured before; he had a giggling fit at first.  The
tailor promised to work through the night and have it ready tomorrow.

They went back to the Inn, then, and ordered some food while they waited
for the guard's son.

"Ardin," said Zeles, "I'm going to send you out to do some more shopping
while I test the guard's son.  Do you think you can do it on your own?"

The boy looked scared.  The city was big!  But he took a deep breath, and
nodded.  Zeles smiled encouragingly.

"I can write you a list," he said.  "Do you know how to read?"

"Um... I can write my name," said Ardin.  "Um.  I think."

Zeles laughed.  "Well, we'll have to fix that.  But for now, do you think
you can remember a list and how much each item should cost?"

Ardin nodded seriously.  After about fifteen minutes, Zeles had conveyed
three items for Ardin to buy at three different stores.  At a fourth store,
Ardin was to hand the shopkeep a list of various food supplies.  He told
Ardin how much to pay for the whole list, and Ardin pocketed the piece of
paper with great seriousness.  Then, Zeles handed him the money.  Ardin
seemed to do his best to hide the fact that it was more money than he'd
ever held before, although he wasn't very successful.  Everything was just
overwhelming, and he didn't want to mess up.

A few minutes later, another boy entered the inn, and he was clearly the
guard's son.  He looked to be just on the cusp of puberty, with deep olive
skin, brown eyes, and deep black hair.  He was well-built, not at all fat
but certainly not thin, and seemed to be starting to grow out some muscles.
Zeles waved him over.

"You're Viron's son?"

The boy nodded.  "My name is Liron," he said, and held out his hand,
presumably as his father had instructed him.  Zeles shook it, feeling the
smaller, warm hand within his.  The boy's voice was not yet truly into
puberty, but it had just some flecks of the depth that boys got as they got
close.  It was in transition, but still closer to a boy than a man.

"This is my apprentice, Ardin," said the wizard.

Ardin was looking up at the other boy.  Liron was taller, clearly more
muscular, and his somewhat darker skin tone seemed to convey a sense of
power.  Ardin looked nervous.  "Hi," he said, warily.

"Hello," said Liron.  "It's good to meet you, Ardin."

"Ardin," said Zeles, "why don't you run along and do that shopping."

Ardin stood up.  Liron was a head taller than the short boy, and clearly
wider.  The younger boy looked back to his master.  "I'll do it," he said.
"I'll do a good job."

Zeles nodded, and slowly, almost reluctantly, Ardin left, repeating the
shopping list to himself the whole way.

"Have you eaten?" asked Zeles.

"Yes, sir," said Liron.

"Why don't you come up to my room," said the wizard, "and we'll start the
tests."

* * *

It would take Ardin an hour, maybe two, to complete his shopping errands.
That left plenty of time for Liron, of course.

Although Ardin might have been nervous, he had nothing to fear for his
master's affections.  Almost certainly, there was no power in Liron.  In
any case, although Liron was handsome, Ardin was by far a nicer boy to the
wizard.  His innocence, his softness, his eagerness... Zeles had to settle
his thoughts again.  And besides, Ardin had a destiny.

Not that Liron wasn't beautiful in his own way.  Rugged, well-built, and
with a voice that had yet to deepen with adulthood, he was at the very peak
of childhood.  He must have been extremely popular with the city's other
boys, and no doubt with some girls as well.  Anyone could see the man he'd
be once he had some hair on him, although Zeles was sure he had little if
any just quite yet.  Maybe in a month.  These things changed fast, after
all.

Still, the tall boy walked calmly and with sureness, as if he had no need
to prove his own worth, but at the same time, no need to show it off.  He
was who he was, and he'd gotten enough praise in life to be comfortable
with that.  He had an easy smile with bright white teeth, and his brown
eyes sparkled with energy and warmth.

Needless to say, Zeles liked what he saw.

"All right, Liron," said the wizard.  "Stand here in the middle of the
room, and we'll start the tests."  He held his hands above the boy's head.
The actual test would take just a minute or two, as it did with Ardin, but
neither Liron nor his father knew that.  The rest of their two hours would
be spent on other matters, of course.

But first, the test.

Zeles lowered his fingers into the boy's scalp.  The black hair was thick,
soft, silky.  He concentrated and felt the energy build up; blue light
emanated from his fingers.  Slowly, he tried to let it sink into the boy.
If it did, the boy had magical affinity.  If it didn't, then he was human
like any other.

It didn't, of course.  No matter.

"Liron," said Zeles, "the first test didn't quite work, but I'm going to
try another.  I need you to open your mind to me and let the magical energy
sink in.  Understood?"

Liron nodded.  He seemed unfazed that the first test had failed.  "Yes,
sir.  I'll do that."

And the boy was true to his word.  Zeles had to admit, he might not have
magical talent, but his ability to control his thoughts was excellent.  His
magical energy sank into Liron's mind with ease.

"Liron," he said, "can you hear me?"

"Yes, sir," said Liron.

"I need you to relax," said Zeles.  "Relax completely.  Every thought.
Every muscle."

Liron nodded.  Energy seemed to drain from his eyes as he obeyed.

"Relax, Liron.  More. Empty your mind for me, and let me in.  All empty."

Liron nodded.  The boy's shoulders slumped.  His head drooped down,
although his eyes were still open.  He groaned softly as air escaped from
his lungs.

"Are you open to me, Liron?" asked the wizard.

The boy nodded, and his voice came out huskily.  "Yes... sir..."

"Good," said Zeles.  "You're a good boy."

This was easy work, and work the wizard had done many times.  It was so
much easier than what he'd done on either Ardin's mind or the boy's mother.

He began by inserting temporary blocks in the boy's mind.  He blocked new
long-term memory formation, and so Liron would remember nothing of what
happened next.  He blocked his mind's access to shame, or fear, or doubt,
or disgust.  He blocked any reception of pain.

Next, he strengthened parts of the boy's mind.  He strengthened his arousal
to almost overwhelming levels.  He strengthened his desire for obedience
and the desire to please.  He created a deep love for the wizard.

When he was done, the twelve-year-old who stood in front of him was in the
same body as before, but his purpose had changed.  He was a boy built for
sex.

And while Ardin shopped, that was exactly what Zeles would use him for.

Leaving all the new commands in place, Zeles broke off the contact and woke
the boy up.  Liron looked around, eyes taking in his surroundings with new
purpose.

"I'm afraid," said Zeles, "that you're not a wizard."  He reached out and
placed his hand on Liron's shoulder, squeezing softly.  "But that's ok,
isn't it?"

Liron smiled.  "Yes, sir," he said.  "I, um, think it'll be fine."  He was
blushing, a red color coming to his darker skin.

Zeles pulled him close.  "Kiss me," he said.

"Yes, sir," replied the boy.

They locked lips, and while perhaps Liron was not as experienced as an
adult, he'd certainly watched kissing and probably thought about how to do
it.  He opened his mouth wide, and his nimble twelve-year-old tongue pushed
into Zeles' mouth.  The wizard held the boy tight, one hand behind the
boy's head to keep their faces pressed together, and pushed his tongue back
in turn.  Boy and man kissed, a sloppy kiss, saliva drooling down from
Liron's mouth as tongue slid along tongue.

"Mmmmmmm," moaned the horny Liron.

"Uhhhhhhhhh," moaned the needy wizard.

Zeles held the kiss, and held the kiss, and held the kiss, and then he
finally released Liron but held him close.  They rested together like that,
forehead-to-forehead.

After a moment, Liron spoke up.  "You changed me, didn't you."

"I did," said Zeles.  "But you don't mind, do you?"

"I like it," said Liron.  "Whatever you want."

Zeles smiled.  He kissed the boy again, briefly, and pulled off.

"Will I always be like this?  Will I stay with you?"

"I'll turn you back," said Zeles.

"Oh," said the boy.  He sounded sad.

"It's ok, my boy," said the wizard.  "We can still enjoy the moment."  And
with that, he reached down, grabbed the boy's dick through his pants, and
tugged.

"Ohhhhhhhh," moaned the twelve-year-old, humping his young hips forward.

* * *

What if Master Tzell likes Liron more than me? thought Ardin nervously as
he went to the first store.  The eleven-year-old desperately wanted to do a
good job.  He thought of learning magic.  He thought of his friend, the
wizard.  He thought about the wizard's hard cock... that meant he liked
him, right?  He hoped he could make Master Tzell hard again.

Ardin looked up at the first storekeep.  He was tall, and Ardin puffed out
his chest.  He wanted to do this right.

"Master Wizard Zeles Tzell," said the boy in his high-pitched voice, "sent
me to pick up, um..."  He searched his memory, trying to put out thoughts
of Liron's deeper voice.  "Three ounces of pepper," he finally finished.
He didn't actually know what pepper was, but he assumed the storekeep did.

The storekeep smiled.  "Of course, young sir," he said, and he proceeded to
find the item.

* * *

Master Wizard Zeles Tzell, meanwhile, had finally let go of the
twelve-year-old's dick.  "Strip, my boy," he said.

"Yes, sir," replied Liron.  In no time, he was removing his shirt.  Seeing
the shirt come off might have been Zeles's favorite part: he loved seeing a
smooth belly as it was revealed to him.  Each boy's stomach was different,
a different treasure; some were perfectly flat; others had a round
softness, like a bit of baby fat, right in the middle that gently sloped
out from their torso; and still others had a bit of muscle, with a long,
toned belly bounded on either side by a line of soft boy-muscle.  Liron
was, not surprisingly, of the third type, and he was gorgeous.

The boy, of course, knew none of this.  All he knew was that Zeles was
looking at him approvingly, and he moved quickly and eagerly to remove his
boots, his pants, and his underwear.  It was almost too fast, thought
Zeles, as he gazed at the beautiful, naked specimen in front of him.  Maybe
next time he should have his boy strip more slowly.

Regardless, as predicted, the boy had the beginnings of some muscles.  His
skin was smooth and clear, with no hair, and his whole body was a light
golden-brown.  Tan lines were visible on his arms and legs, and his thighs
in particular were a softer, brighter color.  And then there was his
pelvis.  It was not white, but rather a pure golden syrup that felt fresh
and untouched compared to the rest of his sun-kissed skin.  His cock... it
was neither the cock of a boy nor of a man.  Oh, it was as hairless as a
baby's.  But between the color, the length (a solid four and a half
inches), and the way he carried himself, tall and straight, somehow even
that hairless dick deserved respect.  Of course, it was hard, and even
pulsing slightly.

And then there was the rest of his body.  His pectorals were just well
enough advanced that his nipples sat on a defined chest.  His belly was
smooth and well-defined, which Zeles had already noted, and his arms and
legs were toned, with defined curves but without large muscles.  He had an
innie belly button and long slender feet.  His fingers were long as well,
dexterous and nimble.  His face was longer than it was wide, and his eyes
sparkled with joy as he saw Zeles look him over.  He stood there, at ease,
letting the wizard look him over.

"You like what you see?" he asked.  It wasn't really a question, more a
statement, and the boy took a step forward.

"I do," replied Zeles.

He smiled that wide smile.  "Then maybe you'll keep me this way, sir," he
said.

Zeles smiled back.  Oh, he loved this boy for a quick fuck, but Ardin,
innocent and adventurous, had his heart already.  "We'll see," he replied.
He stepped forward and brushed his hand along the boy's nipples, and Liron
gasped in pleasure.  His dick pulsed.

"I hope so, sir," he said.

By the time those words were out, Zeles had already strolled around to
behind the boy, and started humping gently against his rear.

* * *

Ardin had gotten lost on the way to the second merchant, but eventually he
found his way.  Now he stood there, asking a tall man for his next item.

The boy nervously crossed one foot over the other as he waited.  He needed
to make his master happy.  He was so nervous, and these merchants just made
him more nervous.  He'd never even seen most of what these people sold...

Liron probably knew all about this stuff, he thought with a pout.

* * *

The Master Wizard was stripping, throwing his clothes down on the ground,
not caring where they landed.  He just wanted to get his hands on the boy
again.  Once he was naked, he walked up behind Liron and started once again
to hump up against his body.  Meanwhile, he reached around to the front of
the boy and began stroking the twelve-year-old's dick.

"Mmmmmm," moaned the boy.

Zeles sighed in pleasure as he felt his need building.  He was going to cum
a fountain when they got to that.  Liron's body was warm, his skin smooth,
and they slid against each other with ease.  He could feel Liron's young
muscles underneath him, tensing and releasing as he slid his body against
the boy's.  He felt each little movement, each sign of life in the eager
young child, and their closeness was intoxicating.  Liron clearly felt the
same way, and he pushed back against the wizard with each hump.

At last the wizard stopped his movement and just stayed skin-to-skin with
his young lover.  "Reach down," he said, "and take some of my precum on
your finger."

Liron looked at him.  "Precum?" he asked.

"The stuff coming out of my dick," replied the wizard, smiling at the
innocence.

Liron nodded and smiled, taking in this new knowledge.  He reached down,
rubbing his finger on Zeles's tip.  Zeles moaned softly, which widened the
boy's smile, and for a moment he mischievously rubbed the man's dick a
little bit harder before bringing his hand back.

"Now lick it up."

"Yes, sir," said Liron.  He had no hesitation as he brought the slender
finger up to his mouth, stuck his tongue out, and licked it clean.

"You like it?" asked Zeles.

"Yes, sir," replied the boy.  "It makes you happy."

"Do it again."

Liron did.

"Well, Liron," said Zeles at last, "I think it's time for you to come to
bed with me, don't you think?"

"Yes, sir," said the boy, following after.

* * *

Ardin thanked the third merchant and headed out.  He was getting worried
about leaving his master alone with Liron for too long, and he ran along to
his final stop with the big shopping list.

* * *

Zeles and Liron, meanwhile, were in bed, pressing their pelvises together
and rubbing dick against dick.  "Ohhhhhhhhh," cried Zeles, as he drizzled
more precum on Liron's hard, smooth four and a half inches.  "Oh yes."

Liron reached down and gave the man's dick a solid tug.  Zeles felt his
hips buck forward in need.

"Oh, good boy," he said.  "I think it's time for you to start licking it,
don't you?"

"Yes, sir!" said the boy sure enough.  As the wizard spread his legs for
his inhibition-free boy to begin his service, the boy scurried down to
begin his work.  But when he got there and looked at the large, throbbing
dick, he paused.

"What is it?" asked Zeles.  Suddenly he worried that he'd gotten the
commands wrong.  He'd used this exact set several times before!  "Is there
a problem?"

Liron bit his lower lip.  "It's just..." he said.  "Um."  He paused again.
"I don't want you to like me less."

"What?" asked Zeles.

"I'm a virgin, sir," admitted the boy.  "This is my first time."

Zeles laughed a hearty laugh.  "Come here," he said.

Liron came back up, and Zeles embraced him, giving him a tight kiss.  They
rolled together on the bed, naked arms and legs intertwined, as the deep
kiss continued.

"I'm happy you're a virgin," said Zeles.  "It turns me on.  Now go lick my
cock."

Liron nodded eagerly and headed down.  "It's a big moment," he said,
musingly.  "The moment I lost my virginity."

Not really, thought Zeles.  You won't even remember it.  You'll probably
think some girl will take your virginity, maybe in a few months.  But his
reverie was interrupted as a thick boy-tongue lapped along the length of
his cock, and Zeles humped his hips forward and cried out in absolute
pleasure.

* * *

Ardin got to the fourth merchant and handed him the list.  The poor boy,
who couldn't read, didn't know that Zeles had written at the bottom that he
should be kept at the store for at least 45 minutes.

"This will take a little while," said the merchant, reading the
instruction.  "You should take a seat."

"I, um, don't want to leave my master for too long..." said Ardin
nervously.

"I'm sorry," said the merchant.  "It will take time."

Ardin nodded, and his shoulders drooped.  He sat down on a chair, which was
tall enough that he couldn't keep his feet flat on the ground.  He kicked
them idly while he waited, toes brushing on the floor as he worried over
the time and his master.

* * *

Liron's tongue flattened out, running the length of Zeles's cock once
again.  Zeles let his head fall back, letting out a huge moan, and Liron
smiled, feeling pleasure just to know that he was giving Zeles pleasure.

"Now my balls," said the Master Wizard.

The boy immediately obliged, and the waves of sensation Zeles felt were
overwhelming.  No matter how many times he had a boy lick his balls, he
would never get used to the feeling.  He couldn't even take it for very
long, it was so overwhelming.  His knees shook with energy as Liron's
tongue ran along them once again.  Zeles felt his teeth chatter, and again
the tongue ran along them.  "MMMM!" he cried, and again the tongue slid
along them, pressing hard on the sensitive orbs.  With the next lick, Zeles
stretched out his legs, feeling no other way to release the tension.  The
next lick made him slap his palm against the bed.

"All right, all right!" he said.

"Did I do all right?" asked Liron.

"You were amazing," said Zeles, "it's too much!"

"I'm glad, sir," said Liron.

"Now it's time to suck," said the wizard.

"If my friends knew," said Liron, "they would make fun of me."

"Does that bother you?"

"Not at all," said the boy.  "I'm happy to make you happy."  And with that,
his warm, wet lips closed around the cock and he sucked, hard.

* * *

"Um, sir, how much longer... do you think it'll be?" asked Ardin.  He was
antsy.  He'd gotten up from the chair twice, only to sit back down again.

"I'm sorry, young master," said the merchant, with a smile.  "I'm afraid it
will be another half an hour."

Ardin nodded, and tried to contain his fear.  He felt himself almost start
to cry, but he was a big kid and he held it in.  He was a wizard's
apprentice, after all!

* * *

Zeles had fucked many boys in his life.  As a wizard, it was one of the
privileges he took for himself.  Many had been delightful in so many ways.
And while Liron was not his favorite, of all the virgin boys he took for
himself, Liron was clearly the one that possessed the most raw skill.

That was clear from the incessant pressure on the Master Wizard's dick.
The boy could suck.

At Zeles's instructions, the twelve-year-old was now bobbing his head up
and down, sucking and running his tongue along the dick, and Zeles was
responding in full.  In fact... he hated to admit this, but he'd already
used magic once to put off his orgasm.  He might need to again.

"Liron," he said, "I'm going to push you down on it, all right?"

Liron came up off the dick.  "Yes, sir," he said, and he immediately dove
back down onto it.

Zeles reached down, grabbing the sides of the boy's head, and he pulled.
It took several times, but soon the cock entered into the boy's throat.
With his pain cut off and pleasure coming from the pleasure Zeles himself
felt, Liron found himself experiencing nothing but bliss as he took it
deeper and deeper, filling up his twelve-year-old throat.  He could feel
how much Zeles was enjoying himself.

Zeles held the boy all the way for about half a minute.  The boy's nose was
buried in the wizard's pubic hair; the cock was snaked down his throat.
But the boy was having trouble breathing, and so Zeles pulled him off.

"That felt good?" gasped Liron.

Zeles nodded.

"Let's do it again," said the boy.

"No," said Zeles.  "Get on all fours."

* * *

"How much longer?" asked Ardin.

"Fifteen more minutes," replied the merchant.

* * *

Zeles spread the twelve-year-old asscheeks apart.  The boy's hole was
beautiful.  It was naturally a dark color, and it literally pulsed with
Liron's own eagerness.

"I'm nervous," said the boy.

"Don't be," replied Zeles.

"I've never done anything like this before."  Liron paused a moment,
looking thoughtful.  "I'm also excited," he finally continued.  "Let's do
it."

So the Master Wizard lined his dick up to the boy's asshole.  He cherished
this moment; the moment before he took some young lad's virginity, the
moment he became a part of the boy's sexual awakening.

And Liron's hole was quite beautiful.

The wizard started to push in, lining up his dick with the puckered hole as
best as he could.  It was, of course, tight, beautifully tight.  He grunted
and pushed; his thick cock slid to the side, but he realigned it, and
pushed again, straining, and finally had some small purchase in the boy's
ass.

Liron's back arched, and the boy gasped.

With his dick finally braced inside, even if only by half an inch, Zeles
pushed hard with a loud grunt.  That brought him to an inch deep, a
beautiful inch.  Liron squeaked softly, a magnificent whimper from the
toned young boy.  With an inch of depth, Zeles was over the hard part, and
now he knew exactly what to do.  It was almost routine.  He could go slow
or fast.  He could take the boy in so many ways.

And so, with a quick decision and a deep breath, Zeles thrust his dick in
hard.  A hard thrust, then another, then another, digging into that ass,
and in a matter of moments he was already half way.

"OHHHHHHH!" cried Liron as he felt his body filling up.  His fingers were
gripping the bed tightly.  His toes were curling, overwhelmed with
pleasure.  His dick throbbed with energy.  It was clear that Zeles had
touched his prostate.

And then the wizard pushed deeper, no waiting, no pauses, no softness.  He
filled up the child, in and then again, pushing, grunting, each thrust
deeper than the last.  And then he was all the way in.  Liron moaned
softly, mouth slightly ajar, drool falling onto the bed.

Every muscle in Liron's trim body reacted to the filling of his body.  His
whole body was rocking back and forth.  It was as if all he could do was
moan and grunt and cry in pleasure; the dual pleasure of his prostate and
the knowledge that he was pleasing Zeles was almost too much to bear.

And Zeles, of course, was very pleased; after all, his cock was fully
buried in a virgin twelve-year-old boy.  "That's it, Liron," said Zeles.
"That's great."  And then Zeles began to fuck him.

The wizard pulled out and then pushed back in, out and back in, not
worrying about how hard he went because he knew that Liron would like it.
In fact, the more Zeles enjoyed it, the more Liron did.  Their pleasure was
as linked as their bodies.

And Zeles had to admit, the tightness of the boy's ass was simply
extraordinary.  That was one of the great things about athletic boys.  In
and out, in and out, in and out, Zeles fucked the boy, and fucked the boy,
and fucked the boy.  He kept a magical block on his cum, prolonging the
feeling, letting himself get the most out of his one-use-hole.

Liron's sweat dripped onto the bed, joining more drool, as the boy lost his
ability to think.  His head lolled back and forth, grunts of pleasure
escaping him with every thrust of the wizard into his preteen body.  His
dick, which had been engorged now for an hour, throbbed, and a small strand
of precum leaked out and fell onto the bed.  If Liron would have had any
awareness of his surroundings other than the dick in his ass, he would have
realized that was the first time he'd ever produced precum.  In any case,
it fell to join the boy's sweat and saliva on the covers as his fucking
continued.

* * *

"All set," said the merchant, 45 minutes after the boy had come in.

Ardin got out his money to count out the appropriate amount.  Zeles had
trained him on how much of each coin to give.  But in his nervousness, the
poor boy dropped them all.  He couldn't lose any of his master's money!
Quickly, he fell to his knees to pick them up, cursing himself, not wanting
to be any later, not wanting to leave Zeles with Liron for any longer than
he had to.

* * *

"Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" cried Liron as the deep fucking pushed into him again, and
again, and again.

"Nnnnnnnnn," cried the wizard.  He thrust in, deep, held it; pulled out,
thrust in, deep, held it; over and over, two linked bodies awash in pure
pleasure.

It was, finally, too much.  "I... I... I'm... ohhhh...!" cried the boy.

Zeles understood.  He knew exactly what was about to happen, and he
released his block.  With his next thrust, he buried his huge cock inside
the boy and held it.  A moment later, it pulsed, expanding right there
inside the child's ass, and then the first rope of cum shot deep into the
boy.

Liron moaned, his own pleasure overstimulated, and only further driven into
bliss by Zeles's pleasure.  The boy's dick burst forward in a wild orgasm,
pulsing like mad.  And for the first time, a thin, watery stream of cum
shot out joining the other liquids on the bed cover.  A vague part of
Liron's addled mind took note of it, the first time he'd produced the
liquid, although he'd forget it soon enough.

The twelve-year-old would never know that his first orgasm, his first wet
orgasm, was an anal orgasm that shattered him with overwhelming pleasure.

And meanwhile, Zeles's own dick pulsed and pulsed into the gasping, eager
boy's ass; each pulse shooting more thick cum into the stretched little
hole.

When he was done, Zeles gasped.  He held his softening dick in there a
moment, then pulled out.  Liron rolled onto his side, a dull smile on his
face.

"You... sure you can't keep me?" he asked.

Zeles laughed, and lay down next to the boy.  "Go and lick my cock clean,"
he said.

Liron was a strapping young lad, and despite what he'd been through, he
still managed to pull himself up and go over.  He licked it clean, even as
more cum spilled out of his ass.  Zeles watched, enjoying the flex of the
strong boyish muscles.

Breathing heavily and relaxing into the soft bed, the wizard reached out
and ruffled the boy's hair.  What a fuck.  He needed to get more boys of
town guards, apparently.

"Now," he said, "go and dress, and stand in the center of the room.

A bit of sadness passed over Liron's face, but only briefly.  "Yes, sir,"
he said, knowing what came next.

He'd been a good boy, thought Zeles.  Beautiful.  Just what he'd wanted.
But not the one.

* * *

Ardin ran through the town, hurrying back with his pack.  Everything had
taken so long!

He burst into the inn, then scampered up the stairs.  Out of breath, he
knocked, then opened the door to their room.

Zeles, fully dressed, sat on the bed.  He was reading.  "Did you get
everything?" he asked.

Little Ardin nodded.  "Yes!" he said.  Then he ran up, climbed on the bed,
and hugged Zeles.  The wizard hugged the boy back tightly, and smiled.

"You did great, Ardin," he said.

"It took so long," said the boy.

"Don't worry about it," replied the wizard.  "It was perfect."  He shifted
slightly, to cover up the drying cum stain on the bed.

* * *

And Liron?  He walked home.  It turned out that he didn't have the power to
be a wizard, which was fine, he supposed.  He remembered two hours of
tests, each time trying, pushing himself, stretching to try to access some
power that he just couldn't.  Maybe he wasn't a wizard, but he was proud
that he'd tried, and he had plenty to look forward to.  Besides, he'd seen
a glimpse of the wider world that was hard to come by.

He was sore though.  He didn't realize doing magic could take that kind of
toll!  The soreness was unlike anything from sports, it was deep inside
him, and he felt himself almost limping as he went home.  He shook his
head.  Maybe he should take a day off from his usual exercise regimen
tomorrow.

Somewhere, shuffling around in his mind, was one more task.  A "gift" of
sorts left to him by the wizard, not that Liron would ever know or
understand.  He felt like he wanted to jerk off that night.  And when he
did, the beautiful twelve-year-old boy would get the pleasure and the joy
of seeing the results, and would forever remember that moment (almost, but
not quite correctly) as his first-ever wet cum.


TO BE CONTINUED!

Stay tuned for Chapter 3, where we see a bit moe of what joy Zeles can
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