Date: Wed, 24 Apr 2019 02:36:09 +0200 From: Nathaniel Stroud Subject: The Druid Boy- Chapter Two TWO Author's Note: This chapter focuses on the development of a relationship between Mikal and Kaiden, and has the first sex scene of the story near the end. I'm planning on releasing these chapters weekly, though that might change as I get more/less busy. Thank you so much to everyone who has written to me so far, your messages are a huge motivation to keep writing and to try to improve as much as I can. As suggested by one reader I'm now going by the pen name Nathaniel Stroud. Though this chapter has sex in it, not every chapter from this point onwards will. Usualy disclaimers apply. (Underage boy doing sex things=bad in most places) Please donate to Nifty, and send any feedback to JustAnotherRandom@mail.com There was a knock on the front door well before dawn. I walked up to the door and peaked through the small window in it, pushing aside the curtain that blocked it, and saw that it was Mikal. I was excited to see him, in a way that I didn't even understand, but knew that this meant that I would be leaving. I opened the door to let him in, the cool breeze making me shiver a little as I realized I hadn't put on my tunic or pants, and was standing there in only my too-small boxers and was immediately self-conscious. "Wait here," I said as I ran to my area and got dressed, also folding up my blanket and bringing it with me. When I got back into the main store area, the Madam was downstairs as well, holding a sack. "I packed you a few things for the journey. Food and water, some basic concoctions, and some coin. It's not much, I know, and I wish I could send you off with more. I'll miss you Kaiden, like you were my own son." I started crying again, ran up to her and wrapped my arms around her. After a few minutes, Mikal cleared his throat and said "I'm sorry to do this, but we really must start our travels. I'm hoping to hit Trystfal by noon. I'll load your things onto Shishi and let you finish here, but please be quick." and with that he grabbed the sack that Madam had and my blanket and walked outside. We finished our farewells and I walked out, knowing it would probably be the last time. Mikal was standing beside Shishi, holding a small bundle with a stick on top. Not a stick, I realized. A sword. As I approached he explained, "I was able to procure a blade for you. It's not the best, but considering the time frame and your stature it was the best I could do. It will serve you well if we get separated and you run into any trouble, I'll teach you the basics of how to use it while we travel. And here is a cloak. No traveller is complete without a cloak. While it may not be necessary now, you'll need it when we get further North." He handed me the sword and put the cloak in one of the bags on Shishi. While the blade felt heavy, it was much lighter than Mikal's, and I gave it a couple of practice swings. Definately usable, though I'd need to get stronger if I wanted to actually be able to fight with it. While I inspected the blade, Mikal knelt down beside me and tied a belt and sheath around my waist. The sword was fairly simple, a smaller version of the swords the guards carry, maybe two feet long, basic guard and pummel and a leather-wrapped grip. As if he knew we were going to get on him, Shishi knelt down so we could more easily climb up. "If you intend to sleep on the ride, I suggest you get on in front of me so I can make sure you don't fall off." Mikal suggested, and I complied, getting on first then him climbing on behind me. He grabbed the reins and I leaned back into him, feeling safer than I could ever remember feeling despite the circumstances. I was asleep within minutes. When I awoke, it was about 9am. Shishi had stepped off the path and Mikal shook me awake. "We're going to take a quick break here. I need to use the bathroom and all of us could use some food." He climbed down and I felt naked without him next to me. He helped me down and started walking towards some trees. Not thinking, I followed him. "You need to go too or are you just hoping to get a peak?" He laughed and I blushed once again. When I didn't answer he put an arm around my shoulder and said "don't worry, I'm just joking around." Then we both continued walking towards the trees as I noticed that I actually did need to pee. I watched as he undid the front of his pants and pulled out his cock (that's what the men who had tried propositioning me called it). It seemed huge to me, only having seen a couple of other people's cocks ever, and only from afar. It was about 10cm, thicker than his thumb, and I could see he had a bunch of hair around it. Not wanting to be caught staring, I focused on my own, pulling out my 4cm, pencil thick, hairless cocklet. I realized it was hardening and turned away from Mikal, hoping he wouldn't see. He was done before I even started, needing to wait for it to return to its soft state. When I finished I turned to see him standing only a few feet away, facing the road. We walked back to Shishi together, and he fished out a few things from the bags, gathered some sticks, started a small fire and cooked food. Meanwhile, Shishi was grazing, eating from some bushes. I wasn't expecting hot food, I ate cold food for almost every meal, but he cooked up a mixture of eggs, meat, and various herbs and spices. It was delicious. After we cleaned up, Mikal said "alright, time to teach you a few things about swordsmanship. Hold your sword our in front of you like you're about to fight someone." I pulled out the blade and held it in front of me with both hands. Mikal walked up to me and moved my hands on the hilt, making the blade feel much more usable, then he moved behind me, kneeled down, and moved my feet out so I was in a much more stable stance. Once he was satisfied he said, "now stand normally then get back into this position." I did so, and after a minor foot adjustment he was satisfired, "and again," and this time I got it to his satisfaction. We repeated this until he was convinced that I would be able to properly stand if I needed to draw my sword, then he stood a few paces in front of me, drew his own, and showed me a simple downward strike. "Try to replicate what I'm doing as close as possible." I did, though making sure I moved my feet correctly as I swung was more difficult than I thought. Again he moved behind me, this time he put his feet on the outside of mine and wrapped his arms around so he was holding the sword with me. His crotch was pressed up against me back and I could feel his cock there, though it was soft. Immediately I was hard, and I didn't notice that he had started walking me through the swing until it was almost finished. I shook my head and tried to focus on this, which was quite difficult, making it take longer, meaning his cock was against my back for longer, making it even harder to focus on anything other than that and the hardness in my pants. Eventually I was able to get the swing, and he told me to keep doing it until I couldn't anymore, which really wasn't that much longer. I may be quick and know how to sneak around, but I didn't have to use my upper body strength much ever before. Before long I was panting, sweat dripping off my face, and Mikal decided "Time to continue, I want to cover 30km in the next two hours. Shishi can handle that but we need to start soon." I got on the animal first again, sitting in front of Mikal. Even though I didn't intend to sleep on this leg of the journey I liked being able to lean back into him. After a little while, he asked me "Do you want to take the reins?" "I wouldn't know what to do, I've never ridden a horse or anything before." "Here, I'll hold on too and if you need it I can take over, though I'm sure you'll be fine. Shishi already likes you." So I grabbed the reins,and he grabbed them a little further down, so that his arms were running alongside mine. We rode the rest of the way like this, with me loving every second of the contact, and hard as a nail. We arrived at Trystfal just as the sun peaked, and I handed control back over to Mikal, not sure of where he wanted to go. As it turns out, he wanted to go to an inn. We hitched Shishi to a post and walked in, me standing behind Mikal to hide my erecction from anyone inside. Inside there were about 20 people sitting around various tables eating and drinking, and two people standing behind a bar, which we approached. Mikal pulled out two gold coins (way more than needed,) and said "One room with two beds and food for us both. We'll also need use of the baths tonight." The small man behind the counter grabbed the coins, "of course sir, please have a seat wherever you would like, your food will be brought out to you shortly. We'll get a second bed moved into our largest room, it should be ready before you finish eating." We took a seat at a nearby empty table and within a minute the other person behind the bar, a woman in her early 20s, brought out two bowls of some kind of meat stew. After eating we brought our things into our room, which clearly wasn't designed for two beds. They were almost right beside each other with only enough room beside them to get in, but there was a closet with enough room for all of our things. "What's next?" I inquired. "There are a couple stores in town that I want to go to, make sure you have what you need for travelling, you at least need to get clothes that fit you. And then we're going to exercise, you need to be in a lot better shape if you want to defend yourself. Tomorrow morning we're meeting with someone who knows more than I about the Druids, and can hopefully help us." "Didn't I already get enough exercise earlier with the sword?" "Nice try buddy, and while you did work hard at that, it's only the beginning. I have a feeling things will only get more difficult from here. As we travel further North we move further into territory where those monsters live, as well as people that may have ill intentions for you considering your lineage." Mikal smiled at me and ruffled my hair as he walked past me to get to the door, and I followed him, only slightly indignant at the hair ruffling and extra exercise. The first stop was a clothier. I looked at my coin pouch, counting how much I had now after the Madam gave me some. It was enough for some decent clothes, so I picked out a couple of nice shirts and pants,as well as new underwear, a pair of shorts and a tank top. "What about shoes?" Mikal asked as I walked up to the counter to pay. I shook my head, "Shoes are too loud, and I feel like I'm missing something if I can't touch the ground." That seemed to be a good enough explanation for him, and we made it to the counter. As I grabbed my coin pouch Mikal pulled out coins of his own, but he noticed the dirty look I shot him and put his coins away. I paid, and we made our way outside. The next place we went to wasn't so much a store as just a house. Mikal knocked on the door and an old man with a crooked nose answered. "Mikal!" He exclaimed, before his eyes fell on me. "Come in, come in," he continued, his eyes lingering on me. "Abel, it's been too long. This is Kaiden, he is my charge. If you're still in the business, I'd like to make a purchase." With that Abel smiled, "For old friends I'm always in business." He started walking into the house, fiddled around with a small cat statuette and a bookcase shifted beside him, revealing a dimly lit room. The smell that wafted out was of ozone and smoke, and inside the room were crystals, jewellery, old books and scrolls, and a sword that looked similar to Mikal's mounted on the wall. "What are you looking for? I keep some inventory, though I'm afraid to say not as much as I used to, so I may need to create what you need if I don't have it." Create? My eyes fell to one of the books that was laying open on a desk. It was filled with strange symbols I had never seen before. Then the smell made sense. "You're an enchanter!" I accused, not realizing I had said it out loud. "Well, officially no. But for old friends," he looked at Mikal, "and friends of old friends, I suspect this time," he said, looking at me, "I've been known to dabble." "But isn't it illegal in our kingdom? All magic was banned 15 years ago." I questioned. Mikal put his hand on my shoulder and said "It is, but you can still find those that practice if you know where to look. And I wouldn't be so accusatory. What you do in the forest is technically magic as well. Abel's magic has saved many lives, more than I could possibly count. He's even saved me on more than one occasion." I looked down, ashamed, "I need something that can hide his presence. A warg hunted him all the way down to Alumyth, and I'm afraid it won't be the only one to do so. He's a Druid, at least partially, and hasn't been trained at all. I could sense it the first time I saw him, as I'm sure you have as well." Abel nodded and said "I can have something temporary ready before dawn, but if you want something permanent, and enchanted ring or something like that, it will take me at least two weeks to perform the ritual." "How temporary?" Mikal asked. "At best a week. At worst two or three days. Enchantments and Druidic magic have a funny way of interacting. Do you remember how Neelith wasn't able to have any enchantments cast on her at all, they would just fizzle out." "Yeah I remember. We'll go with the temporary one, and hope he can learn to mask his powers himself before it wears off." He reached into his coin pouch, I didn't see how much he took out but it was a lot, judging by the sound it made as he passed it into Abel's hands. "We'll come by early tomorrow for it." As we started walking out, I turned to Abel, "I'm sorry I reacted how I did, I was just always told that magic was evil. But if Mikal trusts you, then I will to." I bowed, then turned and walked out with Mikal. We went back to the inn to drop off my new clothes, and I changed into my new underwear, shorts, and tank top while Mikal waited outside the room. He led us outside town to a nearby field, and said "You're going to run to the other side of the field, grab the biggest rock you can pick up, bring it back here and put it down." I looked at him, then across the field, probably 100 meters. "Alright, that's not too bad." I responded, then set off running across the field. I found a rock that was close to 10kg, picked it up, and half-ran half-walked back, before dropping it by Mikal's feet. I was breathing heavily and starting to sweat, but this wasn't too bad. Yet. "Good. Now do it again, until there are five rocks here." I wanted to complain, but I didn't want to disappoint him, so I did as he asked, each time getting a little bit slower as I reached the limits of my endurance. As I dropped off the fifth rock, I bent over, my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. Mikal pulled out a waterskin and handed it to me, saying "take a small drink, if you drink too much at once you'll get cramps." And so I took a single mouthful. Then he said, "good. Now put the rocks back where you got them." What? That's insane. I looked at his face, trying to see if he was joking. He wasn't. I took off my tank top, which was wet with sweat, picked up a rock and started carrying them back, not thinking I could make it. I'm going to collapse if I keep going. But then I noticed I only had two rocks left to carry back. Maybe I can do this. And then I picked up the last rock and felt a surge of energy I didn't realize I still had. I ran the rock the whole way across, and sprinted back, falling onto my hands and knees panting when I got to Mikal. "Good job Kaiden" he said, handing me the water skin again. I struggled to drink some of it between my breaths before handing it back. "Now you know that you're capable of more than you think. Next time you'll do it two minutes faster." And I believed him. He helped me up and I wiped off my face and chest with my discarded shirt, then we walked back to the inn where we had a quick dinner of farm-fresh vegetables and grilled grouse. When we finished he walked up to the bar, "We would like to use the bath now if it's available." "Of course, follow me sir, we just put in fresh water and it should be perfectly heated." He led us into a door underneath the stairs, revealing a large room with a single large tub in it, probably meant to hold five or more people, but it was just us in there. Two baths in as many days. I could get used to this. And this one's even heated. The innkeeper handed the key to the room to Mikal, then turned and left. Mikal locked the door behind him, saying "I prefer not to be disturbed while bathing." That part of me that grew up on the streets started panicking, I was looking for an escape route. Until he put the key down on a stool beside the door. I could easily grab that key and leave, he wasn't trying to lock me in, rather what he said was true. He didn't want others to come inside. He stripped down and walked into the water. My gaze was focused on his muscled back, butt, legs, and the scars that covered them. He noticed I wasn't moving and said "come on buddy, the waters really nice. I keep my back to you while you get undressed, and I won't be able to see much through the water." I was hard again, but his words convinced me enough that I stripped down as well, freeing my 7cm cocklet, about as thick as my thumb. I walked into the water and realized he was right, the water was perfect and felt amazing on my body after working out. I sat down against one of the edges on an underwater bench, even though I could stand and the water would come to my neck. "Ahhh that feels so nice." I said, closing my eyes. The only sound was Mikal washing himself with a cloth and quickly I fell asleep. "Kaiden...Kaiden, wake up, you can sleep in our room buddy." I slowly opened my eyes to see Mikal kneeling beside me. "You haven't even washed yourself off yet." I was still half asleep, and him being there naked distracted me enough that I didn't notice he was holding out the cloth to me. "Fine, be that way then." He said as he reached over and started washing me himself. It felt so nice, so relaxing, having him rub my chest with the cloth, then my back, my sides, arms. "Stand up, you can hold onto my shoulders if you need to." And I did, as he moved to my left leg, then foot, then my right leg and foot. "I thought your feet would be calloused from walking around bare foot, but they aren't." Then he did my butt, making my cocklet twitch as the cloth passed my hole. I hadn't realized I was hard again. Or still. He moved to my little sack, and my hairless pubic mound before wiping my cocklet, causing an amazing feeling I had never experienced before. It caught me off guard, causing my knees to shake. If I wasn't holding onto him I would have fallen down. "Ohh..." I let out, "That felt weird." He looked to my face and asked, "have you never masturbated before? It's also called wanking, jacking off, or plenty of other things." I shook my head, "I've heard street boys talking about it before, they sometimes have to do it to men, but they say it's not fun. If this is what it is then I don't know why they'd say that." "Well, it's enjoyable if you do it to yourself, or if someone does it to you or you to them if you like that person. But if it isn't something you want then it can be extremely unpleasant. Usually a father or older brother would talk to a boy about these kinds of things, but considering your situation if you want to talk about anything related to down there, or anything you've heard others talking about, I can answer any questions you have." He responded, and I noticed that he was hard as well, though the water was obscuring it and I couldn't get a good view of it, though it was definitely bigger than it was when I saw it earlier. "But we should continue this in the room, other people are going to want to use the bath, and we've been in here a long time." He got up and dried off with a towel, wrapping it around his waist, and I quickly followed suit. We grabbed our discarded clothes and headed upstairs, dropping off the key on our way. We entered our room and he removed his towel, pulling on a clean pair of briefs, making a nice bulge. I did the same, pulling on clean, proper-fitting boxers. The unfortunate thing with boxers is that they did nothing to hide my erection. He sat down on the end of on of the beds and asked, "Is there anything you want to ask me? I promise I won't make fun of you or judge you, no matter what you ask." I sat down beside him and started, "Why does it get hard so much? It used to only happen in the mornings, but recently it's been happening through the day, and it seems like its been hard almost constantly these last two days." "It's because you're starting to become a man. It'll be more and more frequent until you finish puberty, and then it happens a bit less, at least the random ones. You'll always get them when you're aroused, which might be what you've been experiencing these last two days. It's your body's way of telling you it wants sexual release." "Is that with the masturbating thing?" I asked. "That is one way. There are others, but masturbating is the simplest, and the other things require other people." "Can you show me how to do it?" He nodded, and I noticed his bulge was bigger than before. "First you have to take off your underwear." He stood up and pulled his down, revealing a 17cm cock. I stared at it for a couple of seconds, then pulled my own underwear down, releaseing my much smaller 7cm cocklet. "Then you hold the foreskin at the top and pull it down, like this." he grabbed his cock and pulled back the skin, before pulling it back up, "Or you can just grab you cock like this and pump your hand up and down." And he grabbed his cock with his whole hand and started masturbating himself. I grabbed my foreskin and tried to pull it back, but it wouldn't retract properly, so I moved to trying with my whole hand like he was doing. My hand covered almost my entire cock, and it felt kind of nice but not as good as it felt when he touched it with the wash cloth. "I don't think I'm doing it right." I said to him. He sat back down on the bed, and patted the spot beside him. "Come here, I'll give you a hand." I sat down next to him and he wrapped his right arm around me, his hand landing on my cock. As he took a hold of it with his thumb and forefinger I sharply inhaled. I moved as close to his body as possible, the bare skin contact sending electricity through my body. As he started moving his hand up and down he said "sometimes the foreskin doesn't retract when you're young, but it will when you get older as you practice this more." "Mmmmm...that feels....amazing. Please....don't stop....Mikal." I whimpered out as he started picking up the pace. I put my left arm around him as best as I could, holding onto him as though my life depended on it. I lifted my hips up towards his magical touch, i gripped the bedding with one hand, him with the other as my toes curled by themselves. "Uhh... It feels.... like somethings gonna happen...uhh, Mikaaalll..." As I reached my first ever dry orgasm I whimpered with each twitch of my body, the pleasure taking my thoughts completely out of the physical world. The only thing that mattered was this overwhelming magical feeling that Mikal was giving me. In total I doubt it lasted more than 20 seconds, but its 20 seconds I'll never forget. As my wits returned to me, I realized he was now working on his own cock. I reached over to give him a hand now, my hand barely fitting around it. "Oh Kaiden that feels nice. Yeah just go up and down like that, hold it a little bit tighter... Yeah just like that." And I jerked him off too, for the next couple of minutes the only sounds were my hand slapping against his skin and his breathing getting heavier as I went on. By this time, I was hard again, and he noticed, moving his hand back to my cocklet, repeating the process he performed only a couple minutes prior. This time he went on for almost 30 seconds before I knew that I was going to see stars again. "Uhhhh, it's happening again. Don't stop...uh...uh....uh" I whimpered out as my second dry orgasm overtook my body. This time I was able to keep my attention on his cock enough that I only stopped for a few seconds as I climaxed. I went back to focusing on him for another minute. "Kaiden, I'm going to shoot soon. You will too when you're a bit older. Pump faster, as fast as you can buddy." I moved my hand as fast as I could on his monstrous (to me) cock. "Oh yeah. Fuck, you're so hot, your hand feels amazing. Unngh..." He let out a few quiet grunts as his cock twitched, spewing streams of a sticky white liquid all over his chest and on my hand. After he rested for a few seconds he grabbed a cloth to clean himself up. In that time, I was inspecting the strange liquid he produced. I was pretty sure I knew what this was, some of the street boys said they had to swallow it. I gave it a little sniff doesn't smell like anything, then touched my tongue to it. Doesn't taste bad. Doesn't really have much of a taste at all. I don't think Mikal noticed. When he finished wiping himself off he wiped off my hand. I stood up and hugged him tightly. He returned the hug and we stood there for a few seconds before I said "thank you. That was the best thing ever." "I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did." "So, you think I'm hot, huh?" I said, a mischievous grin on my face. "I guess I did say that, didn't I. Well it's true you know, you are the most beautiful boy I've ever seen." I blushed at that, and he continued, "we should probably go to bed now, we had a long day and we have another one tomorrow." He picked up his underwear and pulled them on, as did I, and he climbed into the bed closest to the door. I stood there for a moment before saying "could I sleep with you Mikal?" He smiled and pulled down the covers beside him. I climbed in, he pulled the covers over us, and I snuggled up beside him. He was on his back, I was on my side facing him, my head on his chest, one arm draped over his abs, and his arm running down my back, resting on my boxer-covered butt.