Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2018 14:51:43 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: With The Ramgards (1)

This is a fictional story in the That is giving us characters for the
"Bear Kings' story I am writing.
Only this is with a different young guy form somewhere else in a "furry
tale" land with hybrid humanoids. Half Ram, half man.
This is a sexual tale of man and man beast. If it bothers you. please
move on
Otherwise do enjoy.

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With The Ramgards (1)
Father Darmon....

.... My name is Micca. I am here to tell the tale of my life. My life
amongst the beasts of the ramgards. The ramgards are hybrid humanoid
beings that live outside of my village. They as well as many other
strange creatures that roam the wilderness outside of the safety of our
home.

I am a young lad that use to live in the village of Dornavale. It is a
small village of a few hundred persons that borders the Uncharted forest.
It is a village deep into its religious beliefs. Of God and the
sacred scrolls the people follow.  The scrolls are law, and not abiding
by them is judged by many a form of punishment.
Sins that are scribbed in these scrolls must not be committed. If one
does the perpetrator is brought before the council for judgment. I have
seen death as the highest punishment. But that is more over for someone
who would kill another.  Theft by incarceration and maybe hand slighted
off. Rape by castration. All sorts of punishments that are scribbed as
the law.

I remember that time of my judgment. I was but 16 years of age. Just
becoming a man in my village. But I had committed a crime that had me
placed in shackles and brought before the council. This crime was the
crime of homosexuality. The scroll told of these evils and that such
unworthy persons be cast out for their sin.

"Thine is not of this earth" I was told by the council
"Evil wickedness lurks in your soul"
"And if left alone, would spread as virus"

So I was cast out by my village out into the dark woods beyond the
borders of my village. I was tossed out with my few belongings and even
shunned by my family for this 'evil' in me. Yet I could nit see how the
God in there teachings would create me this way and then leave me to this
judgment. so I shunned my religion and the laws of their God.

And now was on my own as I was pushed beyond the gates to the outside
world.

'But let me tell you of how this came to be. My banishment.'

I knew I was different than other boys or men. I knew that there was
something in me that longed for a desire that was considered sin in the
scrolls teachings. There it was in the books telling of the scrolls words
and what should be followed. In the section read as. 'Sins of the Flesh'.
Amongst those were adultery, rape and mine. Carnal desire of same sex.
I had red this teaching almost hundreds of times in my youth. But didn't
understand it when I would look at the older men in the village and get a
strange queasiness in my belly when I found one to my liking. And my
village had many. The men were strong and handsome. Field farmers many.
Animal farmers many. and workmen of all kinds that built the town up to
what it was now.
I had looked upon many of them, feeling this strange feeling I did not
have for the females in the village. So I knew I was different. I would
go back to the writings and teachings trying to surmise why I was being
cursed with this affliction. But as I read the writings over and over and
over. I began to see flaws in the logic. In the writings themselves.
Older writings showing no such sins. Even mentioned the love between two
men being the truest. But then a contradiction in later once. As if the
rules had changed to service the updates.

"This is so confusing" I said to myself

I went to one of the priests to asked his guidance. As he was a source of
comfort sometimes. When I was younger and a sickness had taken my sister.
He was a striking fellow, unlike the older priests in the village. Darmon
was about 35 or so. Young to the priesthood.  But he found the call to
God at a young age.
Anyways, as mentioned he was a striking man. Dark handsome features and
unshaven bearded face. His dark eyes seemed to smolder as he looked at
you. I remembered the time after my sisters death how this young man held
me to his bosom. As my mother was too shaken by the incident to comfort
me. I felt his arms and their embrace. Strong and wonderful.

"Darmon, shall have the answers" I said to myself
"He shall know how to explain these things"

So I called upon him after a religious service. Asking for that guidance.

"Come we shall speak in private" he said
"Good" I replied
"For this is a matter I cannot speak to my mother about"

His eyebrow cocked up with curiosity as I said that to him. He lead me to
his private chamber and closed the door behind us. He latched the latch
on it and turned to me. Saying we would not be disturbed by anyone.  I
gazed at his beautiful face. He was taller than me but as  man he was
not. He stood about 5 ft 9 or so. But his soft eyes and beard had that
strange tingle arise in me again

"How can I assist you son?" he asked
"You seem very troubled"

He placed his strong hand on my shoulder as he sat before me. I looked
upon his face. He was utterly beautiful. So beautiful that I didn't even
see his priest robe. only his face. His stunning face. I wanted to touch
it. To bring my fingers to his lips and caress them. To move in and kiss
them. But I needed his words, not him.
So I began my tale. My ponderings of the word, the teaching that seemed
to pull at my everything. I at that moment did not look at his face as
shame seemed to overwhelm me as I spoke my words. But then he squeezed my
shoulder tightly. And then he spoke

"Oh my son" He then stated
"The teachings of the scrolls are old indeed"
"Many things spoken in them are from long past days"
"And I understand this confusion you have"

I looked up at him as he said this. His words seemed to lift up some hope
as he continued to speak them.

"Sins of flesh are not necessarily a sin that need be punished for" He
added
"We cannot sometimes control our needs for pleasure"
"We all have this problem in some way"
"Even you father" I stated
"Even I" He came back

Then his hand squeezed my shoulder more. Then he stood up before me and
offered me his hand.

"Come my son" He said
"I will show you something"

So I gave him my hand. But then as I stood, I noticed his garments had a
strange lump in them, at about his midsection. But I followed him as he
lead me out of the main room and into a bed chamber. There was a small
bed there and a table at its side with a lamp. at the foot of the bed in
the small room was a dresser. I paused at the door. Wondering why he
brought me to his bed chamber. Then I felt his hand on my neck. He gently
stroke my hair. A soft tender stroke it was.

"Why are we here father" I said to him.
"I will show you something that will seem strange" He said
"But I as a priest have greater needs than most"
"For we are to be celibate in our charge"
"And the struggles we face are greater than you may understand"
"But as you have such struggles yourself"
"We can help one another"

Then he reached down to my small hand and pulled it up

"Give me you hand child" He then said

I let him have it willingly. Then that's when Darmon lifted his robe.
Beneath it was his lower body and he wore a long white covering over his
loins. And there at his crotch was an obvious growth. Darmon was erect
from some obvious desire. He then reached down to his lower garment and
grabbed at his apparent erection. It looked imposing to say the least. He
then took my hand and pulled it to his erection. He squeezed my hand over
it. It throbbed at me as he did this.
I could not help my own desire for this priest. As he was young and very,
very handsome indeed. His eyes closed and head fell back as he cupped my
hand to his covered member. My instinct to have him must have taken over.
For I also stroked at his penis through the cloth covering it. Feeling as
it pulsated to my hand.

"Yes son" He sighed
"Feel my rod. It wants"

Then his face looked back down at me and he smiled at me.

"It wants you boy" He then added

But then I pulled away from him. My head screamed the teaching of the
scrolls back at me. The vileness of the act that 'a priest' was urging
from me. For I knew now what Darmon wanted and confusing filled my head.
But regardless, I could not pull my hand from his loins. The feeling of
his rigid staff under his garments had my own penis thrusting up in my
pants.

"Take it out" He then said
"Take it out and see my desire boy"

I gulped down spit as I contemplated this occurrence. What was I to do.
Follow the teachings and push away from Darmon. But then Darmon pulled up
and lifted his blouse over his head.  There by exposing his naked chest.
My eyes widened with utter lust for him. For there he was. Dark hairs on
his magnificent chest. Swirls  of it over his torso and a trail of it
leading down past his midsection and into the garments below. I licked at
my hungered lips with instinct. And there fore could not seem to control
my following actions. Desire leading my head and hands.
So I reached for the bindings at his waist. Loosening them, I reached for
and pulled down his garments, and out fell his member. I watched in awe
as I saw it. It was larger than mine own. But I was still young. He was
above 7 inches in length and the shaft was hard and covered in a roadway
of bloated veins. The head was partly covered still. But there was a
clear dew at the tip.

"Ohh my goodness" I declared
"You are erect father"
"Why is this?"
"I have need boy" He stated
"And we are not allowed to have need"

He reached down and stroked his member before me. Pulling back the flesh
covering the head. The head swelling as he gripped his rod before me.

"Needs of the flesh are the most difficult my son" He said
"But you must help me"

I knew what he wanted. I wanted this too. I wanted to have this beautiful
man. But again the teachings flowed through my head. Like hammer to nail,
pounding the words to my skull. But I just gazed at him, at his beautiful
rod. It was now drooling more fluid from the tip. His face cast in wanton
desire.
Then there was the pulling at my loins. My own desires bubbling up to the
surface. Confliction was driving me mad at that moment. But then I saw as
my hand moved up to grasp his member. As if by some unseen force I
reached for it. Licking at my hungered lips with a strange anticipation.
My fingers then grabbed hold of his steely rod. Darmon moaned deeply

"Yesss boy" he moaned
"Hold me in hand boy"
"Feel my heat. Feel my desire"

I wrapped my fingers around his staff. It was near hot to the touch. And
then it throbbed in my hand. Swelling all the more. Darmon urged my
continued actions as he begged for me to stroke his member.

"Pull gently son" He stated
"Help me"

So I did. I started to pull and stroke on his shaft. I had done this to
myself on several occasions before. Albeit on my much smaller penis. His
seemed huge by comparison. It felt nice in my hand. I loved the heat
rising off his member. It was glorious. I could feel the ridges and veins
all along his shaft. It throbbed against my palm as I moved my hand over
it. And his rod was a beautiful thing to behold as well. I licked at my
lips as in knew what I wanted to do to it. And yet he asked me to do so.

"Now. Take it between you lips" He said
"You must suckle my penis son"

Even though I knew he would ask this of me. I was still taken aback that
he requested such a action. A forbidden action at that. But something I
had heard of and wanted to try. I had heard the stories of the taste of a
mans rod. And wanted to experience it. And here I was with my beloved
priest committing this act.

"Please" He then asked again
"You must. I need this"
"Okay" I then said softly to him

I lowered my head and brought my lips to his member. I then opened my
mouth to his tip. I then licked at the tip. He did taste interesting.
There was a saltiness I hadn't expected on his rod. It came from the tip.
That's when I noticed the clear dew at the tip of his rod. a tiny droplet
of clear fluid I had never seen before. I surmised that was the lovely
taste. So I licked at it once more. And again I savored it. Rich and
slightly salty in flavor. Darmon cooed as he felt my tongue drag over his
member

"Ughhnn. Yess son. That's it" He moaned
"Now take it in your mouth"

So I opened up my mouth and then moved down his column of flesh. I inched
down his shaft slowly. Relishing in this moment, This experience that was
just to start with him. Darmon moaned again as my tongue moved along the
flanks of his shaft.

"Yesss. That's is boy. Suck!" He moaned aloud

I grasped at the base of his rod. Gripping the thickness in my hand. Then
began the motions of suckling his member. Moving up and down as I knew
was the motions of this pleasure. I licked up and down his meaty staff.
Worshiping it as a child to a savor stick. Darmon moaned again. louder
still. Then his hand found my head and he pushed himself deeper into my
mouth. Air was a problem as Darmon tried to push his member to my throat.
I coughed and choked on his rod as he entered it.

'Gllarphh" I coughed as I spit up his rod
"Ughnn. Ohh heavens" He chimed
"That was wonderful"

I coughed and gasped to get some much needed air. Why would he thrust so
hard to my mouth. Was he punishing me. I looked up at him with eyes
watered. questioning the act.

"Father. Why?" was all I said
'You were giving me such pleasure boy" He then said
"I lost control of my actions as this pleasure you gave me took me"
"Your lips and mouth are a wonder"

Then he grasped his own member and swung in to and fro before me.
Offering it back up to me again.

"More" He then said

I looked at him untrusting. I did not want that choke again. I feared he
may kill me if he did it again. As I could not get air. I would hence
suffocate on his weapon of flesh. He looked down at me and softly smiled.
Then his hand caressed at my cheek. I loved his handsome face. I wanted
to kiss his lips. As a woman on her husband, I wanted to kiss his lips.

"I shall try and control better" He stated
"But be wary boy"
"Thy mouth is astonishing to have"
"So no guarantees"

He licked his lips as he again offered me his staff. I was wary of his
actions. But I still desired him, his body and member. So I opened my
mouth again and retook his member into it. His steely rod tasted sever so
good. And I wanted it, all of it. But as I was still young and
inexperienced I still had some trouble with it.  And several times I did
again gag on his member. But each time I tried to hold to his beautiful
rod. Each time a little longer as I honed my skills.

"Hmmmf. This is so grand" Darmon moaned
"I have oh so needed this boy"
"More, More"

Again he began to thrust his penis at my mouth. Harder and faster he
went. I was trying ever so much to worship his staff with out issue. But
he would grind his hips at my head as he pushed all his member into my
face again and again.

"Glarrff" I gasped again and again
"Such a large rod father"
"Such a wondrous rod"

He caressed my head as he continued to feed me his member. Giving me all
he had to offer. His seed sack bumping against my lower lips and chin
with a soft 'thwat'. It was a good and grand experience i was having with
the priest. Something that only confirmed my desires for the male
creature. It was what I knew was part of me. And now I was fulfilling
those longed for desires. With my priest.
Father Darmon continued to feed me his hard member. And I greedily
savored every bit of it. Continuing to worship his staff as he pushed it
into my mouth, over and over again.
But then father Darmon pulled his rod from my wanton lips. I looked up at
him in wonder. Why was he taking this glorious gift from me. I wanted
more of it. I looked from his handsome face back down to the hard member.
It glistened with my spit. Throbbing there before me as he breathed
deeply. Then he grabbed me and pulled me up to my feet.

"Remove thy garments boy" He ordered
"I must take you"

I was then pushed forward to the bed. He grabbed at my garments and
pulled at them to get them off. I did as he asked and helped to remove my
clothes. Then I stood there naked before the priest.

"Yes boy" He said softly
"You are a beautiful boy indeed"
"Now on the bed, and offer me your anus"

I crawled up on floor next to the bed and bent myself over the edge for
him. He smiled as he looked upon my backside. Then I felt his hand on my
buttocks. He caressed and gripped at my fleshy rear end. Sighing as he
did this. I then heard father Darmon spit. I looked back and he had spit
into his hand. Then he brought it behind me. He pulled at my buttocks.
Spreading the mound of flesh apart.

"This is a lovely gateway" He then said

Then I felt his wet fingers at my anus hole. Then he thrust into
me..........
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To be continued