A story by Bard Boy [bard_boy(at)protonmail(dot)com]
Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction about an inappropriate relationship between a man and a preteen boy. One of the boundaries crossed in this relationship is engagement in sexual activity between the man and the boy. If you do not want to read such a story, or it is illegal for you to do so because of your age or where you live, you should stop reading now and go do something else instead. The fictional depiction of an inappropriate relationship between a man and a boy is by no means encouragement to any man who would seek to forge such a relationship for real. This story is not set in the present day, so rest assured every aspect is fictional.
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To Jake,
I hope you like my story!
Lots of love,
James xxx<3
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Once upon a time there was the old world. It was busy and colourful and the water birds lived everywhere, many of them in a lot of comfort. There were palatial nests with great luxuries, and all sorts of devices and machinery. Life was good.
The water birds didn't realise just how good some of them had it. Some birds always wanted more and more. Their luxuries and devices and machinery were spoiling the marshes and riverbanks they needed to live, but nobody seemed to mind as long as it wasn't their nest being spoilt. It carried on like this until, one day, a point came where their habitat couldn't last any longer. Whereas before the privileged birds had been able to ignore the ones losing their homes and their livelihoods around the edges, now the whole habitat became affected. Their pleasant lands, with just enough warmth and just enough rain, began in some parts to dry out and in others to flood. Gentle drizzle became thunderstorms, heavy rain, and snow. The summers were too hot, the winters were too cold. Everything was unpredictable now. The birds tried to fight back but they had left it far too late.
While everyone was struggling to cope, things got even worse. Higher temperatures caused ice that had been frozen for hundreds of years to melt. Foul gasses were released into the air, making the weather even more unstable. With the gasses came illnesses that had been frozen in time, that nobody had seen for centuries nor was prepared for. With everything in chaos it was hard to make enough medicine, or even make a plan. Most of the birds died. Drakes, hens, ducklings, all together. Seeing all the poor ducklings go was the worst.
Some birds survived still. They were either lucky they didn't get sick or lucky they couldn't get sick. The mallard prince was a very lucky bird. He hatched in an isolated little nest with his mother and father, after most others were almost all gone. The daddy duck died when the mallard prince was very small, so although it was a sad thing to have happened, he was too young to remember and be upset about it.
The mallard prince wasn't alone. He grew up with two other ducklings, a boy and a girl a little bit older than him, who hatched just before the end of the old world. The mallard prince's mother, and the boy duckling's parents, were there too. Then a friendly swan came and joined them too, and they were all together and happy for a little while.
Disaster struck when the girl duckling got very ill one day, just as she and the boy duckling were growing bigger and learning to fly. The boy duckling and his parents had to leave to another nest, far away, and the swan was left to try and save the girl duckling. There wasn't anything he could do and the girl duckling died. The swan had to go away for a while after that.
The little mallard prince was left all alone with his mother. He was sad and confused for a long time. Eventually the swan came back to be with them, and the mallard prince felt that he was the luckiest little duck in the world again. He loved his mother and the swan very dearly. He thought they'd be together forever.
Nothing ever seemed to go right for the mallard prince, though. After some happy years with him, his mother, and the swan all living together, the mallard prince's mother began to grow weak and sickly. He tried to do everything he could to help her, but she wouldn't get any better. Only worse. Then one night she was gone before he even got the chance to say goodbye to her. The mallard prince was devastated. But the wise old swan looked after him. He took the mallard prince under his wing and kept him close and safe.
When the swan took the mallard prince under his wing, he showed him some new things. Woah! Where did that come from? Do all ducklings get to do this as they get bigger? The feelings were more intense and exciting than anything he had felt before. He stayed under the swan's wing and learned more and more about how they could give each other good feelings. The mallard prince began to feel very special because of what he and the swan were doing.
While the mallard prince and the swan learned new ways to love each other, they also endured some hard times. The winters were long and difficult. They shivered together in their nest. There was never enough to eat. The swan wanted to take the mallard prince far away for winter, to his homeland further south, which was once a great swan city. But the mallard prince was still too small to fly. They waited together until the time was right. The swan promised the mallard prince that winter would be much easier in the big city.
When the mallard prince was eleven summers old, the swan decided he was finally big enough for them to fly south for the winter. The journey was very difficult for such a little bird. It was a long way, with lots of uncomfortable nights spent outdoors because he couldn't move very far very fast without getting worn out. He always felt dirty and tired. He couldn't even enjoy getting his exciting, sexy feelings with the swan, because he wouldn't let them do anything like that while they were out in the wild.
They got to the city at sunset one night. Wow! The mallard prince had never seen anything like it before. So many houses! So many buildings! But no more birds. At least, not until they got to the swan's old home. They got there and found there was a frightened goose hiding there. He was so scared that he fought with the swan, but the swan was clever and found a way to beat off the goose. He sent the goose away, leaving feathers everywhere.
The mallard prince was scared. He'd been alone with the swan for so long that he'd forgotten what it was like to have other birds around. Plus he'd read about birds fighting, but never actually seen it for himself. And that's very frightening when you're little and caught in the middle of it. It took the swan a little while to calm the mallard prince down and make him feel like it was a good thing to be in the city. They did some things together – sexy things and outdoors things – and the mallard prince was excited about the city again. The swan always knew how to make the mallard prince feel better.
One day they saw a family of moorhens. The granny moorhen met the mallard prince when he waddled off ahead outside one day. The mallard prince wasn't scared, but he realised the swan didn't trust the moorhen. It was maybe because she asked too many questions about the mallard prince, and the swan just wanted to keep the mallard prince safe with him.
After that day, the mallard prince was poorly for a while. It was a miserable and scary time. The mallard prince had never been that ill before. Not only was it horrible to feel that way but he could see how much it worried the swan too. Thankfully he got better. He was a lucky little duck, after all!
The swan took the mallard prince out to find some medicine to help him get his full strength back. What a trip! The mallard prince saw so many new things, huge buildings everywhere! He couldn't imagine how it had ever been built, or that there were ever enough birds to fill it all. While they were searching for medicine, they saw a body of a bird that had been killed. The mallard prince was shocked and upset. It made him think of his mother, and other birds who had died. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want the swan to die, either. He didn't even want to think about it.
Another thing happened while they were looking for medicine. They found another duckling! A little grebe boy was looking for medicine too, for his nana. Oh no! Somehow they both needed the same medicine, and there wasn't enough left! The swan told the grebe boy that he wanted to see his nana. The grebe took them to where he lived with nana grebe, a nest really high up. She was very poorly too, but she was kind to the mallard prince. He wanted to give up his medicine to her, but the swan wouldn't let him. The mallard prince didn't want the nana grebe to die and end up like the dead bird they saw, and for the little boy grebe to be left on his own, like the mallard prince nearly was when he was smaller. He thought the swan was just being mean, but they had a private chat and the mallard prince agreed it was best to take some medicine for himself but share the rest with the lady grebe. Then the swan told the boy grebe how to find them if he needed them, which made the mallard prince very happy. It was nice to see a boy duckling just like him and he hoped he would see him again.
Another time, the mallard prince and the swan went out to build a snowdrake. Who should they find coming towards them but the family of moorhens! They must have followed them! Maybe the swan was right to be worried. The daddy moorhen came, and he had his two little ducklings with him, two girl moorhens. The swan took the daddy moorhen off to show him the nest and prove that he was looking after the mallard prince properly, that he was safe under his wing. That meant the mallard prince got to play for a while with some more little ducklings! Yay! The little moorhens were fun, and the mallard prince hoped he would see them again, even if the grown-up moorhens weren't to be trusted.
The swan decided they should have a party to celebrate the winter solstice. The mallard prince agreed and they went out together to search for some party food to eat together. Before they could begin their search properly, they heard a strange noise outside a broken old nest. They had to go and investigate. The nest was falling down, and a bird had got trapped inside it! It was the goose they had scared away before! The mallard prince and the swan worked together to free the goose and take him home with them, but he was badly hurt. His wings were broken and he wouldn't survive the night.
The swan realised he used to know the goose when he was a much younger swan and the goose was a little fledgling. The mallard prince was upset. He thought it was their fault the goose had got so badly hurt, because they had to chase him away from their nest. The swan also had to explain to him that not all little birds got to do the things with big birds that the two of them had been doing together. He finally explained that it was meant to be a secret. The mallard prince kind of suspected it was like that, but he was still disappointed that the swan hadn't told him before. Plus he was really upset about what had happened with the goose. When they laid the goose to rest, the mallard prince finally understood what the swan meant about loving him so much he'd do anything to protect him. The mallard prince couldn't bear to even imagine losing the swan either.
The mallard prince liked doing the things that he and the swan did together. It felt fun and exciting and really sexy, especially when the mallard prince got to be in charge and act like he could make the swan do whatever he wanted him to do. He realised that what he did made the swan feel good too, and that made him happy. It made him feel like they were looking after each other and loving each other properly. He felt like a grown-up duck when he did that, which was a really good feeling to have.
On Solstice, the mallard prince and the swan had their party. They both drank some things that the mallard prince probably shouldn't have, and it made them make some bad choices. The swan tried to, well, duckfuck the mallard prince. The mallard prince suspected for a while that this was what the swan really wanted, so he pretended he wanted it too. Really he was a bit scared and it hurt him, but he wouldn't say that because he felt like he should make the swan happy, because he loved him so much and liked all the other things they did together. He also hadn't got the swan a present for Solstice, when the swan had given the mallard prince some really cool pictures of his parents back in the old world. So he felt like he owed the swan something good in return.
Eventually the swan realised what a bad idea duckfucking had been, and he felt like it was all his fault that he'd made the mallard prince do something he didn't want to do, and it had hurt him. The mallard prince sort of agreed, because the swan was the grown-up bird after all, but he didn't want the swan to be upset because it was sort of his fault too. He lied to the swan and told him he wanted it, even if the swan probably knew better. The swan told the mallard prince he wasn't to blame. The mallard prince told the swan it didn't matter because sometimes mistakes happen, which is true. Nothing really bad happened, it was just a little mistake that neither of them will make again. And, one day when he's a little bigger, maybe the mallard prince would quite like to be duckfucked, just to see what it's like.
The little grebe boy came to live with the mallard prince and the swan. They're going to fly north together for the summer. The mallard prince is excited and happy to still be under the swan's wing. Now the grebe will be there with him too and they'll learn to fly properly together.
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My dearest Jamey,
Every bird enjoys his own voice! I'm so pleased and proud that you used this gift to help explain your feelings to me. I love you more than you can imagine.
Jake xx