This Strange World Needs A Kicking! – Ch. 11
By Laura S. Fox
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Gay Romance
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Chapter Eleven – Do You
Need Any Help With That?
"The outfit and wig will
come by tomorrow," Milo explained to him. "We'll have time to see how you look
in them before heading over to The Pit. But now, I guess we should study for a
bit and then I have to take you home, right?"
It wasn't difficult to
realize that Milo was disappointed with that prospect. He must have prepared to
use those manhood enlargement potions, and now they no longer had time to do
so. They would have to talk about the perilous effects of such magic. Sebastian
had thoroughly searched for information, and he had been flabbergasted to learn
that some things could be downright dangerous to use.
"Yes. But I will come by
your house tomorrow after school, too."
Milo perked up right
away. He appeared much invigorated now with the promise that they would be
alone the next day once more.
"But no potions,"
Sebastian said and wagged a finger at his boyfriend.
"What potions?"
"The ones you got. We
don't need them."
Milo smirked and searched
for something in a drawer. He threw some items on the bed and then rubbed the
back of his neck and laughed nervously. "Feel free to call me stupidly
hopeful."
Sebastian picked the tube
first and examined it with keen eyes. Good thing most items in this world came
with explanations written directly on them. His eyes grew wide as he read. "Toy
friendly? I'm not wasting this on toys," he said with conviction.
Milo snickered and
grabbed the tube from his hand. "I hope not."
Sebastian directed his
attention at the box next. "Large size?"
At that, Milo blushed.
"Great. Now you think I'm full of myself."
"Actually, I don't. Let's
see it." With steady hands, he opened the box and took one smaller item out
from the many neatly arranged inside. "What is this for?"
Milo sighed and took it
from his hands. He ripped the foil with his teeth and presented its content to
Sebastian. "I guess I should have asked." His cheeks turned crimson. "But you
did say something about, um, inside... so it's me who's going to... you know.
Right?"
What unfathomable thought
could be torturing Milo right now?
"What is this for?" he
repeated the question.
"C'mon, dude, it's not
you've never paid attention in sex ed,
right? Or maybe you haven't. It's a condom. It goes on your dick. I mean, my
dick." Milo wiped his forehead with the back of the hand. "Or yours. If you
want."
"Why?" Sebastian
insisted.
Milo laughed nervously
now. "I... I mean, it's how it's done, right? Not that
we have to worry about an unwanted pregnancy, and, um, you know. It's not like we've
had other partners," he eventually blurted out. "But I thought we'd use some."
Sebastian was already
busy getting updated on condoms and their uses on his phone. "Ah," he said,
feeling disappointed. "So you don't want to do it inside?"
Milo plopped on the bed,
groaned, and covered his eyes. "Do you want us to study today? Like, even a
little? And I thought, I don't know," his words came out muffled from behind
his hands, "you wouldn't want me to, you know, go raw."
Raw. Sebastian's fingers
were so quick as he tapped away. He frowned for a
moment. "But I do want it. Raw," he added.
He understood that the
strange world he had landed in had its dangers and the reasons why condoms were
necessary for some couples, but there was no need for them. And he would be
disappointed if he didn't get to enjoy the sensation of Milo's warm seed inside
him.
The other boy peeked at
him by parting his fingers slightly. "For real? You're killing me," he moaned.
"How am I doing that?"
Sebastian protested. "Oh, so it is you who wants to use condoms. I see. As you
wish," he added while pretending to be unaffected by his boyfriend's decision.
"No, no, it's not like
that." Milo straightened up and took him by the shoulders. His cheeks were
still red, but his eyes were shiny. "I would totally do you raw. Oh, man, what
do you have me saying?" he complained. "How am I going to sleep tonight?"
Was that a trick
question? "As you usually do," he replied.
Milo sighed and pressed
their foreheads together. "I don't know how you can be so chill about it all. I
feel like I'm about to go out of my own skin."
Oh, so he wasn't the only
one to feel like that. It was a comforting thought. "I feel the same," he
admitted.
"You do? Because you
sound so cool, and, I don't know, knowledgeable. While I'm a total mess."
"You have nothing to
worry about." Sebastian caressed Milo's hair, so lovely and smooth to the
touch, overly conscious of how clumsy his hands were. "I'll watch videos about
it."
Milo laughed softly. "I
suppose I should do the same. And it might help me fall asleep tonight."
"Do you fall asleep while
watching such materials?" Sebastian asked in awe. "I find them so arousing that
I can hardly get any sleep."
A small snicker was the
answer. "Then maybe you should just jerk off."
"Jerk off?" Sebastian
threw a longing look at his phone, but he couldn't let go of Milo to search for
the meaning of that term.
"You know. Charm the
snake, spank the monkey, toot your horn..."
"Will doing all those
things make my arousal go away?" Sebastian asked, intrigued. "But where should
I procure a snake or a monkey... Why are you laughing?"
"I'm so happy you're my
boyfriend, Kai. Seriously, I thought things would be so weird and awkward, but
you just make me laugh, and it all feels all right."
That made him feel rightfully
annoyed, but Milo did like to laugh a lot, and, apparently, he had the
abilities of a jester in this world. As much as he disliked it, such abilities
were quite opportune and helped him out of situations that could have caused
him inconveniences otherwise.
"Let's study," he said
brightly. The soonest he got home, he would start asking his phone more
pressing questions, such as methods for making arousal go away and also about
toys that appeared to be sexual in nature.
He still had so many
things to learn.
***
In the end, he had fallen
asleep with both Conrad and Pepin wrapped around him. Waking up, however, came
with its fair share of problems.
Kai opened one eye and
took a cautious look down his body. "Oh, great," he mumbled.
What he had to do right
now was to get out of the bed without his loyal servant and troublesome
concubine catching a whiff of it. The moment he would be up and about, his
little morning problem would go away, without a doubt.
It had to be because
Prince Sebastian was a sex-crazed beast, he tried to convince himself. And it
had nothing, absolutely nothing, to do with how Pepin had held his hand over
his chest all night long or how Conrad had chosen to keep his thigh dangerously
close to parts of his body that weren't supposed to be touched.
He barely moved an arm
that Pepin raised his head. "Your Majesty," he said
groggily. "Do you want to get dressed? Allow me to help you."
"No, no. Just stay and
sleep. I can get dressed by myself."
That simple protest was
enough to spring Pepin into action. Suddenly, he was lively like a sparrow,
getting out of bed and starting to move things around. Kai watched him as he
went straight for the wardrobe. "Pepin," he whispered. "I'm not getting dressed
just yet. I want to grab a shower... I mean a bath and eat something first."
"Right," Pepin said
brightly.
Something told Kai that
his servant was not yet completely awake. Maybe Pepin wasn't used to staying up
late. The always perfect servant would be so mad at himself once he realized he
had overslept. Kai snickered as he imagined Pepin's lips pursing in
self-annoyance. He was just so expressive and cute.
"Get back to bed," Kai
ordered, still in a hushed voice.
Pepin obeyed without
commenting and climbed on the bed. "Do you want me to help with that?"
Kai kept his eyes on the
ceiling. "With what?" He had to congratulate himself for keeping a straight
face and a steady voice as he said that.
He winced as Pepin poked
the `that' with one finger. "This."
"Pepin, I can't believe I
have to say this, but seriously, dude, hands off my dick."
There was movement from
his right, and a rough hand landed on his not-so-little problem anymore. "Yes,
servant," Conrad said, "don't you have anything else to do but annoy your
master? This is my duty."
"Conrad, down, boy," Kai
ordered and whimpered as his concubine proved deaf to his complaints and just
continued to tease him with his hand.
He could tell there was
another hand there, lower, and it didn't belong to Conrad.
"As I well recall, such
stimulations are beneath you."
"Whoa whoa
whoa," Kai started and pushed against Conrad's head
just in time.
Intrigued eyes stared
back at him. "Don't you want me to use my mouth? It's true that you said
something before --"
"I don't want you to use
anything," Kai said as sternly as he could.
Conrad was just moving
his hand while continuing to stare at him, no less confused than before. At the
same time, Pepin was getting busy with his balls. Kai squirmed in a failed
attempt to get away.
"But you're like this,"
Conrad pointed out.
Kai didn't want to ask
for additional information. Trying to get away from those two was completely
fruitless. Their hands seemed to find his dick, no matter what he did.
What the hell am I supposed to do now?
I can't push them away. I'm obscenely OP.
If I do, Pepin might end up with some broken
bones, and Conrad is not yet fully recovered.
But this, oh, this...
"My dudes, would you cut
it out already?" he asked, while a small tremble coursed through him head to
toes.
He struggled lightly to
get out of his bed partners' hands, but somehow he only managed to make the
situation worse. Eventually, he turned on one side. If he suddenly sprang out
of bed, he might just get away.
Bad strategy. Conrad
glued to his back and continued to stroke him while Pepin straddled him in that
awkward position and kissed him abruptly.
Oh, damn.
That was pretty much all
he could think of. The next moment, something was happening, not at all
unpleasant, but too much at the same time. He let out a small weird sound and
finally succeeded in pushing Pepin out of his way and getting out of bed and as
far as possible from Conrad.
"You guys!" he exclaimed,
feeling his entire face on fire.
The two troublemakers
were staring at him in disbelief.
"You don't just grab a
guy by the dick!" He pointed an accusing finger at them. "Take him out to
dinner first or something!"
"Your face is red!" Pepin
was the first to find his voice.
"And you're still like
--" Conrad raised one arm.
"Shut up!" Kai closed his
fists, squeezed his eyes shut, let out an annoyed grunt, and rushed to the
bathroom.
He slammed the door
behind him and pressed his back against it. Maybe they won't follow him there.
Yes, his message must have been clear. Loud and clear.
"How will I survive
this?" he murmured to himself and banged his head against the door.
"Your
Majesty," Pepin's voice came faintly.
"Just let me be, you pervs," Kai shouted.
"What are `pervs'?" Pepin asked.
"You're too young to know
that," Kai replied, still shouting.
"Then how can I be one?
Will you please let me in?"
"No way! You touched my
balls!" Kai protested.
"I always do when I wash
you. How is today any different?"
If you only knew, Pepin, if you only knew...
You'd probably want my head.
"I'm... sensitive today.
Yeah. I don't want to be touched."
"But Conrad did, too."
"And I hate him for it
just the same," Kai said back.
There was finally
silence.
Oh, no, what have I said? Now Pepin thinks I
hate him!
Well, it serves him right. You don't touch a
guy's balls out of the blue like that.
But he's the one who's feeding me.
He'll get over it.
After that short debate
with himself, Kai sighed. Well, he needed to find a way to keep both Pepin and
Conrad away from him. Not that it was unpleasant when they touched him, but
that was actually the problem.
"Oh, no," he whispered,
"am I really turning into a BL character?"
Yeah, that had to be the
problem.
"Pepin," he began
hesitantly. "Pepin!" he said louder as there was no answer from the other side.
If Pepin got mad, he was
in deep, deep trouble. Just thinking of those blue eyes shooting daggers at him
was enough to feel dark chills down his spine. Without wasting another moment,
he pulled open the door.
Only to find himself face
to face with the two guys who were making his experience in a fantasy world so
complicated.
"I told you he wouldn't
last long," Conrad said with a sly smile.
Pepin scoffed and turned
his head. However, he peeked at Kai from the corner of one eye.
"Conrad, go train with
the knights or something," Kai said, trying to act all casual. It was Pepin who
he needed to make good with.
"I'm barely out of my
sick bed," Conrad pointed out.
Kai was pretty sure he
didn't like the guy's smirk, not one bit. "Right. Then go rest in your room or
something."
"Of course, Your Majesty." Conrad moved slowly and walked over to him.
Kai pretended he was unaffected as the guy leaned in and tugged at his cock.
Now that was outrageous, so he outrageously let out an outraged sound. "See you
later."
"He will see you when he
deems it appropriate," Pepin intervened and pulled Conrad away. "Now off you
go, Sir Conrad."
"I'm a `sir' now? And
can't you see I'm naked?"
"The people around here
have seen worse. Now, go. I'll deliver clean clothes later to your quarters."
Conrad mumbled something,
but it looked like Pepin had a sort of authority that Kai needed to learn
from.
He sighed in relief once
Conrad was out of the room. At least, he only had Pepin to worry about now.
Only. Right. As expected,
the blue eyes were shooting daggers at him.
"What?" he asked,
pretending to be all innocent.
Pepin set his chin high
and began to make the bed.
"Are you giving me the
cold shoulder?" Kai asked. "After you and Conrad thought it a good idea to
molest me first thing in the morning?"
"Molest you?" Pepin
smacked one pillow against the bed, making small feathers float in the air. "If
I remember correctly, each time you have a new bed partner, the young maids in
this place need to cover their ears in fear that they might end up losing their
virginity by that alone!"
It was Kai's turn to scoff.
"Seriously, that's so stupid. And I mostly see guys around here."
Pepin continued to fluff
the pillows, although by now, Kai was sure the feathers flying everywhere were
enough to cover a bald chicken. "You are quite descriptive in your demands
while being made love to. Only before, with Sir Conrad --"
"I don't want to know,"
Kai warned him. "And I thought you were on my side."
Pepin turned brusquely on
his heels. "I am on your side. But I'm also tired of waiting. When is it my
turn? Was it all a lie?"
Kai stopped. "What are
you talking about?"
Pepin pouted and sat on
the bed. Kai considered it safe to do the same, although he allowed a few good
inches between them.
"Your mother chose me for
you, to be by your side forever. And I thought," Pepin covered his face with
his hands, "that it meant more than just being your servant. Only that you just
keep on bringing these uncouth men to your bed, like Sir Conrad."
Oh, no. This time, Pepin
looked truly upset. Kai scooted closer and carefully grabbed him by the
shoulders. "But you are more than that. You're my friend, Pepin. My closest
friend."
He wasn't lying. So far,
the servant had proven quite helpful and also kind-hearted. Even while
considering Conrad his rival in love, he hadn't spared anything to help Kai get
the dragon's tear so that they could save him. And he had done that out of
loyalty and a sense of duty which could only be admired.
Maybe it was a good idea
to say all those things out loud. "Pepin," he began, "I admire you. You have a
kind heart, and you're loyal. It's everything I want in a friend."
Finally, the slender
hands lowered from the servant's eyes. "A friend?"
"Yes," Kai replied.
His heart squeezed a
little as he saw Pepin's red eyes. He hated to be the cause for someone to
cry.
"A friend you go on
adventures with?" Pepin asked in a hopeful voice.
Kai smiled. "Sure thing.
You were really brave at the dragon's cave. Heck, you could've been killed!"
Pepin moved closer. Now
their faces were so close. Kai bit his lower lip and blinked hard. He doubted
that he had ever seen anyone more beautiful in his life. The blue eyes were the
bluest he had ever seen, and the smooth cheeks were the smoothest he had ever
seen, and the pink lips were the softest he had ever seen...
"A friend you sometimes
kiss?"
Kai rolled his eyes and
pulled away. "You had to ruin it, right?" He turned his head. Funny thing, he
could recall the way Pepin and Conrad both kissed. Pepin was sweet; Conrad was
fierce.
Sweet? Fierce? He covered
his face and dropped on the bed with a small moan. "I'm really turning into a
BL character," he whispered to himself. "Who really thinks guys' kisses are
sweet or fierce?"
"Which one am I?" Pepin
hovered, and Kai could tell he was there, but at least they weren't
touching.
"I'm not talking to you.
You're looking to trap me."
"In a marriage? Far from
me, Your Majesty."
"Marriage? I wasn't
thinking that far. And it's not like you could anyway, right?" Kai laughed and
opened his eyes.
Pepin was still there,
hovering. Still beautiful. "Then if you're not afraid of that," he said, "you
should feel free to kiss me anytime."
"Yeah, okay, but do I wanna?" Kai snorted and tried to get to his feet.
Pepin pushed against his
chest and forced him down. "If you kiss Conrad, you'll have to kiss me just the
same. Anything you do with him, you will have to do with me, too."
"Well, that's a relief,
then. Because I don't intend to do anything with Conrad. Therefore, you're
safe. I mean, I'm safe."
"So, do you agree?"
"Totally."
"You're giving your
word?"
"My royal word, yeah,"
Kai confirmed.
"Good." Pepin
straightened up and finally released him. "Because I remember very well about a
certain spell on Conrad's heart that requires you to kiss him and make love to
him."
Kai felt his
jaw-dropping. "You cheeky... ah, damn."
"You gave me your word,"
Pepin warned him.
"I did." Kai let out a
long sigh. "You should be in politics or something, Pepin. You're sly like a
fox."
"Thank you, Your
Majesty."
"And now, you're just
teasing me by pretending to respect me. I'll just go wash my face. Don't come
after me."
"Sure." Pepin was quite
peppy now and no longer upset.
Good. That meant that he
didn't have to worry about someone poisoning his food, Kai thought.
"Now, I only need to do
one thing before you go." Pepin came closer and grabbed Kai's cock. He gave it
a friendly tug and then released it.
Kai rushed to the
bathroom. He looked down at himself and groaned. All right, so it was the first
time in his life someone else was touching his dick. Why did it have to be two
dudes doing that?
And his dick enjoyed it,
the damned traitor.
***
"Today was fun, right?"
Milo held him by the shoulders as they walked.
They had studied for a
while at his stern insistence, although focusing on books had been particularly
difficult with Milo sitting close to him. That was a bother and an unusual
occurrence. With any of his lovers, Sebastian had experienced something
entirely different. His passion was short-lived, and the men in question were
sent off with lavish gifts. He never kept them around, which was why he stayed
away from complications that could involve any of his knights or
servants.
Even Pepin. He had been
surprised to learn from the Ice Goddess that it would be all right to welcome
his personal servant to his bed once he was of an age at which such things
could be considered appropriate. He had no intention to do so. He understood
his goddess's reasoning, but that was one particular thing he could not agree
to. Pepin was precious to him, not someone to use and discard as he usually did
with his lovers. Despite everything she had told him, he doubted he would ever
follow her words.
On the other hand, Conrad
had lit a fire in his veins that had taken him by surprise. So smitten he had
been on the spot that he had cast a spell on the proud prince's heart. Of
course, as usual, his passion was bound to wear off. Only that he had never had
the chance to see that happening.
And now, he was walking
side by side with this young man, and everything he felt was both familiar and
new. It had to be because he was caught in this new world, in a different body
which he had yet to learn. An explanation had to exist.
"Fun. Yes, indeed," he
replied.
"I'm sorry about the box
of condoms and the lube. I just got a little too excited. I don't want you to
feel pressured or anything."
Sebastian stopped and
grabbed Milo by the shoulders. He had stunning eyes. It wasn't about their
color or shape. It was about the look in them. It was direct, honest, and also
carried in it affection. In a nutshell, different from everything Sebastian was
welcomed with whenever he looked into someone's eyes. Even Pepin feared him,
although he loved him.
Milo didn't fear him. He
didn't seem to know what fear was. In a way, this strange world was
blessed.
"Are you going to say
something?" Milo asked.
Sebastian shook his head.
Instead, he leaned in and kissed the other boy. One that wasn't about making
love and letting the flood of passion rise. It was just a kiss.
"What was that for?" Milo
asked and blinked prettily.
"For being you,"
Sebastian replied.
He should have come up
with better words to describe what he felt, but he lacked them. During his
short time here, he had learned about so many new things.
This was the newest and
least familiar of them all. It was, in fact, so unfamiliar that he didn't know
where to start to find an explanation for it.
It could be the curse. A
strange curse that wrapped around his heart and made him feel.
But it was Kai's heart,
right? Not his. He was a phantom living in a shell that didn't belong to him.
TBC
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