Excerpt – Call of the Piper
"Kiss me
there once more." Henry begged.
"Only if
you let me fuck you again."
"I won't
stop you."
Henry Mountjoy
stretched on his bed as the young man's mouth wrapped around his engorged cock.
He fisted the bed sheets, ready to burst for the second time that afternoon
from the best mouth fucking he'd ever had. As that tongue flicked along his
shaft, Henry arched his back, stirred by the expertise of his lover. Thin
fingers fondled his balls, rolling them around like hacky sacks, and the man
played Henry's cock as if it were a skin flute. Stars burst behind his closed
eyes, and his pulse beat hard in his throat. Every nerve on his body tingled
with excitement.
No one had ever
made love to him with such finesse, certainly none of the village women. No
matter now nubile they appeared they stirred no passion in Henry yet he
pretended to enjoy their ministrations only to keep his father at bay. He'd
enjoyed secret trysts with an occasional butcher and even one veterinarian, but
none had affected him the way this man had. The man who tended to his ache
arrived in the town only three days earlier, but the instant attraction drove
Henry mad until the fellow accosted him in a deserted room in the manor house.
"I want you
inside me again." Henry said.
"Of course,
you do. Turn over."
Fragrant oil
dribbled down his ass, and within moments the man entered him; first just the
tip until Henry adjusted to his girth, and then he slowly slid his entire cock
inside. Henry craved the filled-up sensation from this man whose cock was so
huge it threatened to cleave him in two. Henry had entertained all manner of
pricks, but this man's far surpassed the rest. Not only was he large, he knew
what to do with it. After several swipes at his sweet spot deep inside, the
build-up of arousal overwhelmed Henry, who shot his load all over the clean
cotton sheets. His lover pounded hard, driving that stake home until he came
with a cry. Warm cum dripped down Henry's ass and cooled against his thighs.
The young man rolled off Henry and took him in his arms, two becoming one in
the afterglow of their lovemaking.
"Was it
good?" The young man asked.
"What?"
"Your
hearing is terrible. I asked 'Was it good?'"
"Are you
kidding? You're incredible."
He smiled.
"I try."
"So, when
are you going to tell me your name? Even my father doesn't know your name and he
hired you to drive away the rats in town."
"My name
isn't important. You may call me the Pied Piper."
"That's not
a name, that's a title. Aren't you called Lucas or Jeffrey or something more
exotic like Erasmus?"
"No."
"So, what
am I to call you?"
"Call me
'Master'".
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