Date: Thu, 14 Oct 2021 13:23:42 +0200
From: john skehan <cajunboi868@gmail.com>
Subject: Lord Richard Askew 2

Lord Richard Askew 2

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Richard gasped as he woke from his night's rest. He had been entertained
by watching his young brother-in-law being taken by members of his
household. Lawrence was no stranger to the tools of men. Richard himself
had auditioned the young man in his bed before allowing him to marry his
youngest sister. The man was handsome by any standards with his blond
hair now tangled in a mess. He slept, exhausted from being used by the
guests and then members of the household.

But it was not Lawrence who woke the earl. There was another man in the
large bed. Richard knew from the man's scent that it was one of the
guards regiment. He had been a frequent guest in the past. His stiff,
uncut prong was at the earl's rear entrance demanding access to the well
lubed hole. Richard moaned at the recognition of the familiar tool. He
pushed back impaling himself as he felt the rough hair of the man's
crotch press against his buns. Richard though just waking was ready for
another round. The young soldier was eager to mark the nobleman as his
possession.

Richard rolled on his stomach offering himself up for the young man's
pleasure. The soldier nibbled Richard's ear and whispered how much he
wanted the earl. His urgings had the earl panting. His own cock was stiff
beneath him. He began a whispered begging. The soldier laughed at the
young noble's need. He knew that his long, thick prong was more than
enough to satisfy any man or woman. He cared not who lay beneath him. He
seed needed sowing. This was raw lust, animal like in its nature.

After only a few minutes the soldier's rough plowing proved too much.
Richard's seed erupted on the bed linen. Richard's inner muscles
tightly held the soldier's prong causing his own release. He bit down on
the earl's shoulder as his seed joined that of others inside the noble
ass. He lay on the exhausted man regaining his breath. He whispered a
word of thanks then stood, dressed and departed.

Jackson seeing the soldier leave brought a warm towel to clean his
master. Tenderly he wiped away the remains of the night's revels from
the earl and then from the sleeping brother-in-law. By the time Richard
woke and dressed the other guests had departed. The earl sat at his desk
working on the business of the estate. Under the desk, Lawrence slavishly
suckled on the The The earl's cock was freed from the thin codpiece.
Both knew that soon Lawrence would need to return to his wife and baby.
Richard knew that the baby boy would be trained by his father and his
tutors to make use of the male organs around him. Of course, the boy's
first sex would be supervised by his uncle. His father would be honored
to take the boy's virginity.  Jackson would be in charge of securing the
proper tutors for the child. At that point Lawrence would have to make do
with the horse hung stable lads.

The formal introduction to the male coterie would take place when the
child reached puberty. By that time, he would have been well broken in by
his uncle. It would be symbolic, of course, his cherry having long ago
been destroyed.  It was to be the first of a long string of such
celebrations among the males of the family.

Richard was well satisfied using the all male staff of his London home
and the country estate. He cared not about the gossip of the old women.
Behind their fans they speculated about his unmarried state. His days in
the House were spent listening to the endless debates and tempting the
page boys into dark, hidden cloakrooms. His nights were filled with
parties and private dinners. Jackson was the only constant in his world.
He knew his master well. Richard dared not approach the servant for sex.
There was no need since there were plenty of men who desired his bedroom
attention. If a particular staff member caught his eye, a word with
Jackson soon secured a night time meeting via a back stairs.

  Richard was not a selfish bed mate. For the right tool he would gladly
open himself up. The local vicar was one of his first catches. The holy
man was attracted by the youth's quick wit and obvious good looks. Their
weekly teas soon moved from the parlor to the attic classroom adjoining
the boy's bedroom. Richard would lounge upon the sofa displaying his
assets in his small britches with their bulging codpiece. As they
discussed sins and matters of theology the boy willed his hidden tool to
grow large before the vicar's eyes. It was impossible not to notice the
youth's engorged codpiece. Richard was a classic temptress luring the
holy man in slowly.

The final event occurred as the vicar arrived just as the youth was
emerging from his bath, an unusual event for mid afternoon, Richard stood
drying himself as he talked of sin and the world beyond the estate. He
asked the vicar about the sins that lay tempting between a man' legs. By
this time the vicar was panting as the youth casually dressed in a long
robe. Richard sat across from the holy man letting ]the robe fall open.
The vicar dropped to his knees as if to pray. The smiling boy stood as if
to join him. His robe was fully open displaying his hairless chest and
enlarged boy cock. The holy man crossed himself and leaned forward to the
boy. Richard smiled knowing that the battle was won. He touched the
man's head gently pulling him close. The vicar mumbled a prayer opening
his mouth to receive the boy's offered tool. He sucked as if this gift
would only be offered once.

Richard held the man's head tight against his crotch as he let out moans
of pleasure. He knew that soon he would reward the vicar with his boy
juice.  As he quickly recovered he stripped the long rob from the holy
man to reveal a well muscled body. Richard guided the man through the
door into his small bed chamber. The now naked vicar gave in to his lust.
He kissed the boy roughly and then kissed down his body. Richard lay back
on his small bed raising his legs to offer himself to the man's lustful
needs, Un able or unwilling to resist, the vicar fell upon the youth like
a lamp being led to the sacrifice. His cock touched the boy's opening
gently. But the boy was having none of that. He wrapped his legs around
the man's hips and pulled him inside to bottom out inside his needy
hole. The two males let the flood gates of their lust open to take them
into wild passion. Being young, the youth's recovery time was brief. He
was able to satisfy all of the adult needs. He was ravished and he in
turn ravished the poor helpless vicar.

Of course, this only spurred the youth on to seek more conquests. Soon he
was prowling the lane, the woods, even his father's stable for more
lustful partners. There were many lonely men who sought out the boy's
hungry hole and talented mouth. This was to form the center of his
youthful life for years.

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