Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2024 20:12:02 -0500 From: James Barrett Subject: The Inseparable Coil chapter 3 Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who read Chapter 1 & 2 and are continuing to read! Feel free to email me if you liked the story; I'd love to hear from you. If you are able, please consider donating to Nifty to keep this great site absolutely free: http://donate.nifty.org/ I will be donating as much time as I can to continuing The Inseparable Coil as well as writing new short stories and other projects. If you'd like to support my writing journey (which would allow me to devote even MORE time), please visit my Only Fans account (https://onlyfans.com/jamesbarrettwrites - no nudes, just stories). Subscribers will get early access and exclusive short stories (new short story coming VERY soon!). You can also leave tips if you don't want to subscribe but want to show support :). Remember, chapters to The Inseparable Coil will ALWAYS be free and available here on Nifty! Chapter 3 An out-of-breath laugh shuddered from Kahl's mouth pressed close to my ear. "You're an amazing fuck, king's-slut," he said. "But I'm afraid that was just a distraction." His still hard cock remained inside me as he spoke. "You and I are going to remain just like this, while Aiden finds out what sort of riches an emissary of the king carries on him." A soft noise shuffled behind me, and Aiden came into view. At the foot of the bed, he grabbed my traveling pack. They were going to rob me. Perhaps flashing the king's seal had meant more to some people than I thought it would. They both were going to be very disappointed. Aiden fished around in my bag, pulling out the items Talin-Na had packed for me. As he did, Kahl moved his hips slightly forward and back, slowly pumping his cock that remained inside me. The stiffness he kept was uncanny considering the incredible load he had just delivered. Aiden laid out the items on the bed: one bag of coins, three small potions, my spell-journal, my spare tunic, blankets, the king's seal which I had placed in the bag earlier when Aiden was undressing me, the satchel Talin-Na had given me, and the few fruits and vegetables I had. Aiden opened the satchel with the contract items: the quill, ink, and rolled up parchment. "That's it?" Kahl growled, pressing the knife harder into my neck and pushing his cock deeper into my hole. "One lousy bag of coins and a writing set? Where's the rest of it?" "I'm not a lord," I said cautiously, "or a noble of any kind. I'm just on an errand for the king." I had to think quickly about what I would say. I certainly didn't want to reveal my status as a mage. It was the only advantage I had. "I'm a member of his staff. I'm not wealthy." "I don't believe you," Kahl said, his hot angry breath falling over my face. If it had not been for the knife pressing against the veins in my neck, I would have enjoyed it. "A man who carries the king's seal and a fine robe like yours has to be more than a lowly servant." He paused. "Though, it's clear you do love to serve." Despite the dangerous situation, my cock had not softened. I had been so close to climax when Kahl had emptied his load inside me that I was in danger of coming now without touching myself, even in my current and rather precarious position. But I still had something they didn't know about. Magic. I closed my eyes and concentrated. I heard Talin-Na's voice in my head. "Each of the four cardinal elements can be harnessed for magic: earth, air, fire, and water." Kahl said something else, more threats and questions, but I couldn't hear him. I heard only the ancient language in my mind and the quiet chimes of wind magic around me. The room filled with a heavy energy that made the air thick and smell like flowers. The strength in my body that had come from my state of arousal and from Kahl's seed surged through me. It flowed into my magic, giving it life. And then, I released it. In a flash, I opened my eyes, and a powerful gust of wind flew out from around my body, pushing away everything close to me. Kahl flew backward, his cock sliding out and the edge of his knife scraping the side of my neck, making a clean slice of red pain. He hit the wall behind us with a large cracking sound. The force of the wind was so strong, it pushed the bed forward as well, along with Aiden, who flew into the opposite wall, the bed pinning part of his body to it. My knees buckled from the force of the energy, and I bent to keep from falling. I grabbed at my neck, at the cut Kahl's knife had made. I summoned a healing spell. Healing was a gift from the element of water and one of the first spells a mage learned. I couldn't see how large the cut was, but I knew a neck wound could be deadly if not healed quickly. The magic flowed once more, and the gash sealed itself beneath my hand. I retrieved the towel Aiden had dried me with earlier and used it to wipe off the remaining blood. Looking around the room, I saw that Kahl had not only been pushed into the wall, but he had almost gone through it. The wood splintered and cracked where his body hit. I didn't realize how powerful my spell would be. It was a testament to how aroused I was, the link between sex and magic ever present. My cock had started to soften slightly now, at the point where it was sticking straight out as so many other erect cocks do, not in its usual straight up position. I didn't have the time to deal with my erection though. I needed to get out of there. I didn't know how long Kahl and Aiden would remain unconscious. The spell was strong enough that it might be a few hours, but I couldn't be sure. I gathered up my belongings which had been thrown about the room. Two of my potion bottles had broken, the contents spilling over onto my spare tunic, soiling the material. I threw the tunic into the fire—I liked wearing only my robe anyway—and picked up the one remaining potion. I placed everything back into my bag, put the king's seal back around my neck, gathered my clothes, and got dressed. My still semi-stiff dick just barely fit into my pants, reminding me once more that I hadn't released my seed despite having a few sexual encounters that day. My robe had blown off its hook and lay crumpled on the floor. I picked it up and swung it around my shoulders. It was time to leave. The night air was cool and dewy. The half-moon gave off enough light for me to find the main road and continue on its path. I ran for a short while, wanting to get as far away from the house as possible. But soon, exhaustion overtook my body. It was late and the day had been long, full of adventure, danger, sex, and magic. I desperately needed to rest. But the warm bed options I craved before were not available to me now. I'd have to find a place outside to sleep. Once I was far enough from Kahl's farm, I looked for places to rest for the night. Soon I came across a few small hills with a grove of evergreen trees. It seemed as good a place as any. I left the road and headed to the grove. There was a small bit of earth jutting out from the hillside. The space was flat and grassy and would be the best option for me at that point. I could see the road from here, but it was far enough away to avoid the odd traveler. I took out my blankets and spread them out. I debated with myself whether to start a fire or not. It wasn't my favorite element to conjure, but I could manage a small campfire. I would need to gather some twigs and branches to sustain it. The fire would keep predators away but also might draw passersby who saw the light and smoke from the road. I wasn't in a completely wooded area, so the likelihood of there being wolves or bears around was low. And the air wasn't so cool that my blankets wouldn't provide enough warmth. I decided it was too much of a risk and not worth the trouble. I took off my clothes—I always slept naked—and laid down on one of the blankets, using the other to cover me. I was still semi-erect, but it wasn't long before I was ignoring my cock and drifting away to sleep. I couldn't remember my dreams that night, but I woke up once and kicked the blanket off me because I was covered in sweat. **** I awoke to the sights and sounds of morning, birds chirping, cool air touching my lips, and a bustling noise as farm carts made their way down the Rose Road, most likely on their way to the market. I had the usual full erection that often came with the morning. I briefly considered bringing myself to climax right then with my hand but thought better of it. I wish I could say I was deterred by the people on the road, but in fact, that only excited me. The thought of a potential attractive farmhand looking over and seeing me work my own cock, and either staying to watch or, even better, joining me, gave me a thrill. But then again, maybe farmhands weren't exactly my friends at this point in time. The real reason I decided not to linger was two-fold. First, I still wanted to put as much distance between Kahl's farm and myself as possible. The other reason was simple: I had a mission to do. I still didn't know how long it would take me to get to the border or to find Prince Rainier. The sooner I did both, the sooner the war could stop. And while my dick was a wonderful distraction, it wasn't going to help get the magical contract signed. I got dressed, collected my things, and set off for the Rose Road once more. The landscape I passed by that morning resembled much of what I saw the day before. Lots of rolling fields and meadows of wildflowers, farms ranging in size from small to grand, a few groves and forests scattered with trees of every kind, quaint villages with friendly faces. I bought a small breakfast at one: bread, cheese, egg, and sausage. I took it with me and ate while I kept walking. The farther I traveled, the sparser the area became. The small towns vanished, and the farms turned into only stretches of unclaimed land. Even the people who passed me on the road became fewer the closer I got to the border. There was an eerie quietness to this part of Selenia, one I had never known. I was used to the bustling of the royal court where there was never a short supply of activity and company. I didn't imagine how lonely this journey might be. After breakfast, it had been hours before I spoke with anyone. It's not that I minded being alone, I often enjoyed it. But I was used to having company. I had plenty of interaction last night, but now that the fear of that encounter had passed, it would be nice to talk with someone, even if it didn't lead to other things. Naked things. Ahead of me, I saw what looked like a shanty town with a few shabby buildings. I was almost certain it was the Village of Shel-lar. I got the map Talin-Na had given me from my traveling bag and continued to walk as I unrolled it to check my position. The rotating triangle had moved across the map closer to the border. It now hovered next to a small black dot that indicated Shel-lar. The last small settlement along the Rose Road. The only reason it remained was to help serve the needs of the Selenia military at the border. From the point on the map where Shel-lar was marked, I drew my eyes upward toward the north. There was an area peppered with small, hand-drawn trees and over it the words "The Grey Forest" were written. Since Shel-lar was just ahead, I deviated from the main road, steering clear of the village and heading straight to the forest. The Grey Forest was a sweeping woodland that covered the eastern part of the Kingdom of Selenia all the way to the border. It received its name because of the grey mist that always hung in the air, making it difficult to see twenty paces in front of you. It kept most people from traveling through the forest which meant it was perfect for me to remain unseen. And as magic would have it, I also knew a simple spell that would allow me to see through the dark clouds, another gift from the element of air. Once I entered the forest, I took out my spell-journal and found the incantation. I made the spell sign with my right hand and covered my eyes for a moment, repeating the words in the ancient language of the wizards. It took a few seconds after I dropped my hand for the spell to take effect, but when it did, the forest became clear for miles. Not only could I see through the mist, but now my enhanced vision also caught every small creature that crawled across the forest floor or flew through the tall trees. No matter how often I used it, magic never ceased to amaze me. I tried to concentrate on the sounds and sights of the forest. Talin-Na had taught me to constantly observe the world around me because magic could be found in the most ordinary of things. The direction a bird flies could tell you one thing, which side of a tree mushrooms grew could tell another. My enhanced vision could be overwhelming at first, but my master had trained me to take each piece one at a time. Soon I felt I was one with the dark woods around me. I whistled and birds settled in trees near me. Speaking to animals is earth magic, but birds are connected to the air and so was I. We were compatriots and traveling partners. My wandering thoughts were shattered when I heard a voice cry out in the forest. I spun around searching for the source of the noise but even my spelled sight couldn't see what had caused the sound. The cry came again and again, piercing the quietness. It was distinctly human, a voice that echoed and disturbed me. I had hoped to avoid being seen by anyone. But against my better judgment, I followed the noises to get closer to the person who made them. I should have gone in the opposite direction, away from the sound and the chance of being found. But the cry intrigued me, there was a desperation strung through it. Someone could be hurt. I quickened my pace and finally came upon the source of the sound. My magical sight let me see the scene well before they could see me, but I still ducked behind a tree to try and remain hidden. Before me were two men, naked, and in the throes of passion. One man was young with hair so blonde it was almost white, his body thin but strong and sinewy. His skin was dark and smooth and stood in stark contrast to his light hair. He was standing but bent over and holding himself against a tree. The other man was behind him, with hair as red as flame pulled back in a braid, tattoos of various symbols covered his pale skin. His large arm muscles held the other man's hips firmly, and he was thrusting his massive cock forcefully into him. The louder of the two, the white-haired man had been the one who's cries I heard, cries I mistook for anguish that I now realized were cries of pleasure and abandon. He looked too slender to be able to take the larger man's enormous cock, but he seemed to have no trouble and was enjoying the act immensely. Seeing the powerful thrusts the red-haired man delivered made my own cock rise again to full aching hardness. I couldn't ignore it like I did before. Still remaining at a safe distance, I unfastened my robe and tore at the straps holding my pants together. Once undone, my cock sprang forth as if it were escaping imprisonment. I immediately stroked it to the rhythm of the man's thrusting, enjoying the movements as much as he did. As vigorously as the man pumped his dick into the other, he showed no signs of slowing or coming. Similarly, the man being penetrated was not asking him to be gentler. Instead, he seemed all the more delighted by his hard and quick drives. When I realized this was not going to be a quick session, I should have dressed and continued my mission. But I knew I wouldn't. I wanted to see this man breed. I dropped my robe, removed my boots and pants, and put them all in a pile on top of my traveling bag. I now stood completely naked in the forest, something I had only done a handful of times. It was freeing and sensual and excited me further. Emboldened by my new state of lustfulness, I decided to try something risky. Make myself invisible. The inseparable coil of sex and magic ensured my power would be stronger whenever I was aroused. I had trouble maintaining my invisibility before, but I was hoping with the state I was currently in, I could stay invisible long enough to get close to the couple. After all, I hadn't released my load and the power of Kahl's seed still flowed inside me. I planted my feet firmly on the ground, placed my hands in front of me and turned my palms toward myself, my cock pointing to the sky. I uttered the ancient words and called forth my air-magic. The sheer force of my magic emanated from my own body, from the forest around me, even from the couple, though they were still several yards away. My power was triple what it normally was, and I relished the sensation of it. My hands faded to a transparent shimmer, and the rest of my body followed. Every other time I used my invisibility spell, I could feel the magic fade almost as soon as it began. But this time, the spell sustained, full of sexual energy. I walked slowly and silently closer to the couple. They had moved to the ground with the blonde man lying on his back, legs in the air and held up by the other man, who was still thrusting his cock inside with an intensity that drove me wild. They looked like animals in heat and the closer I got, the more their sexual energy bolstered me. My own cock dripped with pre-come even though I had not touched it since I started the spell. I continued my path towards the lovers, not making a sound. I was close enough that I could smell their sex, hear their panting breaths, and see the come leaking from the blonde-haired man's cock. I started stroking my own cock as I took in every detail of the scene. I had to be slow and gentle; I was already so close to climax. "Take my fucking cock, boy," the red-haired man said through grunted breaths. The fury with which he railed into the other would have been unnerving if it weren't so arousing. He fucked with a sense of desperate need, a need to please himself, a need to release his load, a need to have his way with the beautiful blonde. What had brought these lovers to the forest for their liaison? As far as I knew, taking a male lover was not frowned upon, so why come here and not a warm bedroom? Perhaps they liked the thrill of being among nature. I was reveling in the sensation of being naked in the open myself, even though I was unseen. Maybe their families didn't approve of their coupling, not because they were both men but because of some other trivial prejudice. Whatever it was, it had led them here, to me. And I devoured their lust like sweet nectar. With a few more powerful thrusts, the red-haired man leaned his head back, faced the sky, and let out a guttural scream of pleasure. He buried his cock deep inside the other man and released what I knew was a torrent of his come, filling his lover completely. The blonde man's own body began to shudder as he exploded streams of his seed. The first shots landed clear over his head while the ones that came after landed on his face, chest, and stomach. He was soon coated in his own come, and from the look on his face, he couldn't be happier. The entire scene had driven me to the breaking point, and I rubbed my own cock furiously. With a few more strokes, I finally released my own seed, shooting several feet in front of me. The release was so intense that I gasped as my whole body spasmed and my knees buckled. I dropped down to the ground, my cock still shooting huge floods of my come. When my vision finally cleared, I noticed a few drops had landed on the blonde man's chest, right next to his own seed. I stood stunned, my mouth gaped open, as my come continued to pour in much smaller spurts. Luckily, he didn't seem to notice, his own ample load disguising my blunder. Nevertheless, I didn't want to turn their attention to me, even if I was invisible, so I began making my way back to my pack and clothes. After the last bit of my seed dripped from my now soft cock, the magic that was surrounding me, keeping me unseen, started to fade. I raised my hands and watched as they slowly came back into view. I still was only a few feet away from the lovers, who would surely see me and wonder why a naked man suddenly appeared where there was only air and forest before. I ran, hoping I wouldn't make too much noise. When I made it back behind the tree, I pressed my back to the bark and closed my eyes to listen. "Did you hear that?" asked one of the men. "No, the only thing I can concentrate on is the fact that your dick is still hard after all that!" said the other man. "Round two, then?" "You're insatiable! But I love it. Let's wash off first. There's a stream near here. Then you can fuck me again." This must have been the blonde-haired man. "Lead the way." They walked towards the south, away from my hiding place. I breathed a sigh of relief, dressed quickly, and resumed my eastern journey. Once I was sure I was away from the couple, my thoughts fell on my other concern. What had happened to my magic? I had trouble sustaining my invisibility spell during lessons with Talin-Na, but I had felt so energized and powerful this time. What had gone wrong? My magic faded after I orgasmed. I tried to think back on if that had ever happened to me before but never recalled using magic while coming. My enhanced vision had also dispelled. I quickly cast the spell again. Nothing. I felt completely drained. How long would it be like this? I needed magic to fulfill my mission. As much as the session in the forest had been unbelievably erotic and arousing, the reason I was in the forest in the first place was far more important. And magic was my only defense. I tried not to panic as every worst-case scenario flowed through my mind. It would come back; my magic would come back. I just needed to give it time. I reached into my traveling pack and took the only remaining vitality potion to relieve thirst and hunger. I gulped it down quickly. That should help. And I needed to rest. It was getting late as well. Once I slept, I'm sure my magic would return. **** That night, the sounds of the forest disturbed my sleep. Every few minutes, I'd wake again concerned that I heard a dangerous woodland creature stirring close by. When I did manage to fall asleep, strange flashes of fire invaded my dreams. Sweat coated my skin again when I woke. The added stress of my diminished magic didn't help matters. How was I to complete my mission without magic? I needed it for protection, to guide me to the prince, and to seal the contract between the two kingdoms. If my magic stayed depleted, I couldn't even contact Talin-Na for aid. A seed of hope sparked within me when I took notice of my typical morning hardness tenting the blanket that covered my body. If my dick was hard, it was a good sign that magic flowed through my veins once again. I had made camp next to a small stream where the water flowed gently. I quickly washed my face and hands in the stream. It would be lovely to bathe properly. I still smelled of sex from the past two days because of my encounters with Kahl and the couple in the woods. The lavender scent from my bath with Aiden had been replaced with one of musk and sweat. Not unpleasant scents, but I also enjoyed smelling clean. Perhaps I could manage some small magic now. It would help me test the theory that my hard cock meant I was renewed and ready. I placed my hands into the stream and opened my perception. Mages can perceive the world around them in a way that others cannot, letting us gain information beyond the five senses. What I wanted to know was if there was more water nearby, a lake or river, or maybe even a waterfall so I could shower. If the element of water could give me gifts of spells and enchantments, it could also give me knowledge and point me in the right direction. My magic came to the surface and filled the area around me, but it was weaker than normal. I hadn't fully recuperated and doubted if I could cast strong spells should I need them. But I wasn't as hopeless as before. The magic was present, just exhausted. But as it made my cock swell even harder, I knew that my own physical stamina would help it return in full force. I refocused my thoughts and called to the water, and it answered. It's hard to describe how the knowledge comes to you. All I can say is that at that moment, I just knew. I knew that if I followed the stream, I would soon find that the water would quicken and spill into a blue pool perfect for bathing. Even better, the direction was eastward, bringing me closer to my destination. I thanked the element of water for the knowledge and then withdrew my hands. As I followed the stream, it didn't take long for the water to move much faster, signaling the waterfall was approaching. I picked up my pace, eager to strip my clothes and be naked in the morning air. The scent of water in the air grew stronger the closer I came. The terrain became rocky and uneven, but I was able to manage and only slipped once. Soon I was at the edge of a sharp drop where the stream poured over smooth black stones into a round pool, just as the element of water had promised. My first thought was to jump from the edge into the blue below me, but I thought better of it and carefully made my way down to the pool. There was a small area next to the water where the stones lay flat, perfect for setting down my traveling bag and clothes. I undressed, my still semi-erect dick flopping out of my leather pants prison. I looked around, wondering if this was an area that attracted any other visitors. A part of me considered that I should be more modest, but it was quickly overshadowed by the reminder of how much I loved being naked. I sat my clothes atop my bag and waded into the water. The cool liquid lapped at my legs and balls and made my semi-erection stiffen until it pointed to the sky. I waded out further so that the water rose up to my waist and covered my hard cock. There was a sense of peace here. While the setting was erotic by nature, it was also quiet and remote. Here, I could forget about my mission, the uncertainty of my magic, the great task ahead of me. Without fail, the desire to stroke my cock while standing under the waterfall or lying on the rocks next to the pool grew within me. I wanted to release my seed. I knew I shouldn't. My magic was still recovering, and who knows how long it would take. How long would I need to refrain from release? But even if I didn't come, it didn't mean I couldn't enjoy the setting with some self-pleasure. In fact, maybe it could help. I recalled the moments yesterday before I came, when I had experienced an uncanny surge in power and was able to hold my invisibility spell far longer than ever before. Part of that was because I still had the strength of Kahl's seed within me, adding to my own. But maybe it was connected to just how aroused I was, my cock leaking enough of my seed to fill an ocean. What if sex could affect magic as well as magic could affect sex? Perhaps the inseparable coil worked both ways. If I became close to the point of release, but still held back, it might help renew my power. I only had to show restraint, which was not my strong suit. I strode to the waterfall, half swimming and half walking, eager to feel the cool water pouring over my now heating skin. My naked body bathed in the misty air, the two elements with which I have a connection. The river cascaded over me, running from my head to my back and torso. I ran my hands over my chest and stomach muscles, following the clear blue liquid down to my cock. The feeling this created over my body was more than sexual; it was sensual and erotic and electric. My skin grew hotter to the point that I thought I saw steam rise from my shoulders as the cool water rained down. I secretly hoped someone was watching me. I wanted to be seen showering in the open with a cock as hard as stone. I wanted a man to watch me pleasure myself, an unspoken agreement between us as he stroked his own dick, hopefully to the point of coming. Many more scenarios ran through my mind and made my cock throb and beg for attention. I had been holding back from touching it, fearful that once I did, I wouldn't be able to stop until I came in the water. But I couldn't hold back anymore. I reached down, wrapped my fingers around my shaft, and stroked my cock as slowly as I could, squeezing hard and relishing the sensation of my palm moving over the head. Normally, when I stroked my own dick, it was with vigor and speed, needing to release before my lust overtook me. Now, I did it slowly and methodically, savoring every feeling, every stimulation, each surge that rushed through my body with every stroke. I brought my other hand to one of my nipples, gently pinching it and circling the cool water around it. I repeated the gesture to the other nipple, so they were both hard enough to cut glass. I closed my eyes and thought of Talin-Na. Even though I had been with many men, some younger and more handsome than my master, I still longed for him to take me as these other men did. To rail his large cock in and out of my hole and leave his seed deep within me. I wanted to know what the feeling would be like after a mage left his come inside me. Would that strong, powerful feeling be increased ten-fold? Or would it be like any other man? Sometimes Talin-Na would come to me at night, when it was so dark, I couldn't even see him; only imagine his hard body. I would hear his intense breaths in the darkness and wished his cock would slip inside me by accident. A few times, he would make me undress and relieve him in the middle of the day, when the sun was brightest. I think these moments were when he was most desperate for release, his thrusts full of longing and desire. Being here in the pool reminded me of the only time he took me outside. We were deep in the forest, and I had been learning earth magic, which I wasn't particularly good at. I had become frustrated and sweaty from exertion. Air and water magic had come so easily to me; I was not used to falling short when it came to spellwork. Talin-Na had suggested we stop for the day, and we made our way back to the castle. Soon we came across a river with clear water. "You should bathe," my master said. "Before we return to the castle." There was a hidden message in his gaze that I only identified later. I hadn't objected, excited to be naked in the outdoors and all the better if he was with me. I had already been hard and leaking from the amount of magic I had conjured earlier—even if my spells hadn't been successful—and my cock was pushing against my pants, in need of its freedom. Talin-Na watched me undress, and I allowed him a clear view of my naked torso as I removed my robe and tunic. His eyes widened as I lowered my pants and my cock sprang forth, desire in his gaze. When I bathed in the water, I turned my ass towards him, hoping this would be the time his dick would be inside me. Instead, when he came up behind me, naked and hard, he placed his cock between my thighs as he always did. But being outside made it much more exciting than it usually was. It was one of the rare occasions that my master reached around and stroked my own cock while he pumped his own between my legs. "Oh, master! You're going to make me come," I had yelled to the forest after his strong hand had gripped my hard cock and stroked me. I wanted to last longer but couldn't while Talin-Na had a hold of me. We came at almost the same time, my seed coming shortly after his. Our come mixed together in the water and then flowed down river. Thinking of these memories made my cock pulse and throb. My heartbeat raced faster and faster, and small moans of intense pleasure escaped my throat. Almost instinctively my hips bucked into my fist, as if I was fucking my own hand. Slowly at first, still trying to hold back, but with increased speed and fervor. The familiar sensation of being close to coming creeped along my body. I was on the precipice and had to stop, but I couldn't. I had already leaked what felt like buckets into the pool and would soon add my own load to it. I was there now, I couldn't stop, I was going to come. A sharp sound cut through the noise of the waterfall and pierced the lustful haze that surrounded my mind. My eyes shot open, and my head jerked to the left and to the right, searching for the source. I let go of my cock without thinking, only one or two strokes away from achieving the climax I had accepted as inevitable. While the thought of someone sneaking up and watching me excited and thrilled me, my first instinct was one of fear and nervousness, knowing I shouldn't be doing what I was. I moved out of the path of the falling water and wiped my eyes and face to clearly see my surroundings. My cock still stood straight up, eager for me to continue the long hard strokes. I saw no one and couldn't pinpoint the origin of the sound. Another noise came my way. The sound of dried leaves and earth as some small creature rustled through the undergrowth. A flash of orange and then a small head parted the grass and faced me. Foxes are normally shy, nocturnal animals, skittering away at the slightest noise. But this one stared intently and even crept a few steps closer. Streaks of white fur framed his face and contrasted the golden orange of his body and the black fur of his legs. His eyes were a luminescent amber color that glittered in the daylight and seemed to fixate on my naked body. Perhaps he had never seen a human this deep in the Grey Forest, or at least not a naked one. He sat back on his haunches, his tail curling around him and continued to stare at me. I moved closer to the fox, intrigued by this visitor. I reached out to my magic to see if I could communicate with it. I had only ever been able to establish a link with birds, but hoped since the fox seemed so curious, I could create a rapport. But earth magic was tricky. Animals have their own personalities and could be fickle. I extended my hand in what I hoped was a kind gesture of welcome. I connected with the fox. I felt its curiosity. I saw through the eyes that had watched me under the waterfall, wondering what sort of creature I was and what I was doing. But as I peered into the fox's spirit, I sensed another presence, a voyeur who witnessed our interaction and possibly the fox's earlier observance. Each time I tried to focus on this mysterious third party, it escaped to somewhere beyond my magic. It was like seeing something out of the corner of your eye, but when you turned to look at it, it vanished. And after several times of trying to uncover the presence, an invisible wall rose up and shattered the connection between the fox and me. The little red animal cocked its head and let out a sharp cackle, almost a laugh at my meager efforts, and then scampered back behind the shrubbery. I laughed to myself and looked down at my still hard cock. Perhaps the fox was one of the old spirits of the forest that were said to still inhabit the animals and the trees, trying to warn me from releasing my seed and using up my magic. After all of the numerous distractions, I still had a mission. An arduous task set forth for me which I had to complete. One I had delayed long enough. I swam back to the other side of the pool to gather my things. I didn't want to put on my clothes while dripping wet. Would I have enough magic to summon the air? I chanced it and called forth a warm wind, to blow my naked body dry. The wind came easily and with vigor, and I was relieved to know that my magic was strong once more. I only needed to refrain from coming again to ensure it stayed. I tried not to think too much about this seemingly impossible task as I got dressed. Surely it wouldn't be the hardest part of the journey ahead.