“Hail to the hero.” He pronounced the word with an ill-disguised pride
that caught me completely off guard.Letting my heart leap out of my
chest, I couldn’t tear my gaze off his green eyes, lost in their
indefinable expression, a cross between concern, interest and…some
strange feeling I couldn’t quite decipher. “I wouldn’t go so far,” I
scoffed, holding his arm tightlybefore we both let go.
“You defended Padrayeck’s life against the death beast,” Rory retorted, sitting back down. “I’d say that deserves praise.”
I shrugged. “Nothing anyone else wouldn’t have done in my position and given the right training.”
“Hadai couldn’t stop glorifying your skills, Druid, for saving his
father’s life.” He took a cup and filled it from a nearby flask.
“Here.” He handed it to me. “Cider to celebrate your victory.”
I gulped down the amber liquid thirstily.
“I passed by your cabin just the other day,” Rory continued, “but you were sleeping so hard, I didn’t want to disturb you.”
I shrugged. “Needed to recover my energy.”
“I know.” The redhead nodded gravely. “You become like a hunter in the
face of illness, your predator so to speak and you can’t rest until
it’s defeated, even if it sucks so much of your strength you have to
sleep off its negative influences for days if necessary.”
Impressed by the comparison, but mostly by the knowledge of what Korax
considered the very essence of life, I nodded slowly. “It’s all part of
my training,” I agreed, switching my gaze to the young man sitting
between us, “just like I’m sure it’s a part of yours.”
Newlyn hadn’t said a word, staring intently into the fire, apparently
unaware of the conversation. But he didn’t fool me one bit. Upon coming
to the scene, I had immediately perceived his body tensing from the
strain to feel the hunter’s intimate touch, the same way I recognized
his annoyance now at my presence, which obviously upset his plans.
Rory grinned, his eyes sparkling mischievously. “Too bad our young friend isn’t as receptive.”
“Come on, Red, it can’t be all that bad,” I teased, my gaze catching
the hunter’s and holding it steady. “There must be something he’s good
The green eyes flashed. “Well, maybe there is, but despite
numerous…break-throughs, it’s still far from perfect,” Red added, his
tone suddenly growing huskier. At his innuendo, everything faded in the
background, the forest, the fire, even Newlyn, leaving Rory and I alone
to play the seductive game of hunter and prey, where the latter was as
yet unaware of its destiny. “In fact,” he continued, licking his lips,
“I could use an extra hand to explain my technique in greater detail.”
Feeling the excitement mount, my body having gone hungry for far
too long, I stared even harder at Rory’s handsome face. “I thought
hunting was a solitary game,” I provoked.
Rory reached out to tousle Newlyn’s hair. “Wrong, Druid. The more to
play the game, the better it is as you must have learned from all your
solitary observations in the forest.”
Very hot in the face, I understood he had known about my spying all
along, not only liking it, but turning it into a game between us. “Some
animals prefer not to be disturbed during their…playtime,” I argued
Rory shook his head, his hairy red mass flying all around. “On the
contrary, Druid, there are some that appreciate more players and not
just silent watchers.”
“Tastes differ…” I started slowly.
“Nonsense! A game is a game,” the hunter scoffed, grabbing Newlyn and pulling him close. “Right, puppy?”
Taken aback, the young man fell on Rory’s crotch. “I guess so, Master,” he mumbled confused.
“And the game requires an active participation from all its players. Wouldn’t you agree, puppy?”
Probably getting the first inkling of Rory’s drift, I saw the young man’s body tense. “I’m not sure I do, Master.”
“Of course, you do, puppy.” Grabbing his hair, Rory pulled Newlyn’s
head up. “Cedric, here, is a dear friend and he’s as much interested in
your training as I am. Don’t you think it’s time to show him just how
much you’ve learned?”
“The buck’s probably scared,” I challenged.
“I’m not!” Newlyn spat, sounding offended.
“Then he’s simply inexperienced,” I concluded.
The hunter fixed his gaze on Newlyn. “Are you going to let him believe such lies?”
The young man shook his head.
“Then prove him wrong.” Rory threw him to me and Newlyn was quick to
grab the opportunity. His warm mouth found my throbbing cock just as I
freed it from its confinement, pushing it deep inside the open cavity.
He sucked avidly, a bit impatient to swallow it completely and I
obliged by pushing his head down on it. His tongue wrapped around my
bulging head, I groaned with pleasure at his forceful laps running down
the thick stem. I loved the warmth enveloping the throbbing erection,
which twitched with every wet lick that made my skin only more slippery
and eager to find a tight hideaway.
“You’ve trained him well,” I grinned at Rory as he undressed the young man, “even if the road’s still long.”
“Just a smart ass puppy,” the hunter confirmed, slapping the round buns.
At the sight of the pale tempting mounds, my shaft jerked, turning into
stone. Rory had moved closer to us, now taking Newlyn’s head and
placing it over his erect cock. For a while, the young man’s head
bobbed between our two demanding equipments, his lips sliding down to
the balls, then a hard suck before moving to the other one. I glanced
at Rory and caught a challenging look I had no trouble understanding at
all. Even if no words passed between us, I knew exactly what he wanted
me to do so I had no choice but to leave the exquisite confines in
order to change position and settle behind Newlyn where I could admire
the firm buttocks.
The hunter beamed his approval the moment I bent my head to prepare the
narrow hole and, relishing the idea I was getting it ready to receive
Red’s huge shaft, I doubled my efforts to drown it in saliva. The mere
thought made my cock harder than ever, the scene already playing in my
mind even before they had actually started. Long slow laps rimmed the
edges carefully, my tongue wet the borders accurately, its slow circles
round and round probably driving Newlyn crazy with desire also by
screwing its tip through the entrance, feeling the pliant flesh first
yield, then wrap tightly around it, welcoming the presence. I shoved
further, drenching the rim copiously as I started a movement of my own,
getting in and out of the narrow flesh until I burned with desire to
feel it myself. But that was only one aspect of the game for
resistance, however strenuous, was a prize in itself, enflaming my
entire being with incandescent darts as I complied with the master’s
unspoken orders, pulling away only when Rory reached me.
“You wet it through and through,” he approved, his fingers sliding inside effortlessly.
I bent down to place a quick kiss of my own on his hard length, my
tongue enveloping it with one single stroke. I had missed his cock, I
realized, relishing its texture, inhaling its piercing scent, admiring
its proud shape, thrilled to notice it had felt my absence, too, which
I clearly perceived from his shaft’s tightening at my mere lip brush.
But our moment didn’t last long.
“Give me the puppy,” he ordered, lying down on his back, an amused twinkle lighting his eyes.
Without wasting more time, I grabbed Newlyn’s small frame and brought
it down over the tip of Rory’s erection. I wanted to make things
slower, but excitement got the better of me, images of the hard cock
slamming into the willing ass too arousing to resist. The second the
fat head nudged the cleft between the buttocks, I pulled down and the
hard tip broke through the flesh. With a satisfied growl, Rory pushed
deeper, disappearing into its depths almost immediately. “But you
shouldn’t get cold,” the hunter teased, his hand sliding on my
throbbing piece of meat.
I grinned. “You’re right,” I agreed, “especially when there’s a
wonderfully warm place just waiting for me.” Getting on my feet, my
shaft was at the right height to fill Newlyn’s idle mouth so I made him
swallow it, following the rhythm of Rory’s erotic dance.
The warmth enveloped me, even if not in a continuous way as the
redhead’s forceful shoves jostled Newlyn around frantically. In an
attempt to steady him, I grabbed his hands and wrapped them around my
cock, offering a secure hold that allowed me to move as well without
falling out of his mouth. We continued to pump the young man, the
hunter from beneath, me from above, until even the game rules could not
stop me from acting out my wishes.
Without saying anything, I pulled Newlyn off Rory and adjusted him in
front of me, his wide-open ass tempting my hungry shaft. Just one nudge
and I slid inside completely, my long length covered by his warm flesh,
culling snugly around me. In blissful ecstasy, I pushed in and out of
the hot hole while at the same time, Rory provided to fill my mouth
since his cock had been left out in the cold. Gladly, I licked away all
traces of Newlyn, tasting the hunter’s unique flavor as I tried to
swallow it whole, keeping a steady rhythm between my head and hips,
thrusting forward and moving back at the same tempo, my cock and Rory’s
disappearing inside the warm cavities only to reappear seconds later.
“But you know what I really want, Druid,” the hunter reminded softly,
pulling out one last time from my greedy mouth. The second he moved
behind me, I almost couldn’t contain my feverish anticipation. To have
my shaft fill a hot butt in the sweep my hunter stuck his prized
possession in mine seemed a pleasure too great to stand. With an
effort, I had to restrain the burning sensation from exploding too soon
and ruin everyone’s fun. Shivering and shaking, I focused my gaze on
Rory coming behind me, feeling with a feverish clarity his hard
equipment nudge my buns. I leaned on Newlyn’s ass to make it easier for
him to penetrate and with one hard shove, he was fully inside. I
groaned loudly, pleasure hitting me so hard I didn’t think I could
stand it one second longer.
“Don’t you dare come, Druid,” the hunter warned threatening, breathing
hotly in my ear. “I want to enjoy your ass since you stole the other
one from me.”
Of course, I couldn’t argue with his logic so, pushing the dangerous
tide back once again, I kept moving in the young man’s tight hole while
Rory pumped my behind with forceful shoves. The sensations were unique
at best. Never in my life had I embedded my cock so cozily at the same
time that my ass had to enlarge to fit the hardest rock I’d ever felt.
And in spite of the redhead’s command, I really didn’t know how long I
could last…so I didn’t, the spill starting almost without warning to
stop only after Rory’s frantic shaking had rammed me nice and hard.