Archive-name: Fantasy/mikar.txt Archive-author: Archive-title: Mikar Mikar looked at the man approaching him. He was a warrior. A very big man with wild, dark brown hair and dark eyes. He was dirty with travel and very tough looking. "Boy how would you like to earn some gold?" The man looked down at Mikar with a hunger in his eyes. Hunger and anticipation. "What would I do to get this gold?" he asked, brushing his long golden hair out of his face. His eyes looked up warily at the stranger. "Follow me," said the warrior. Mikar followed. The warrior took the lad to an anonymous inn, and up to his room. "Sit down." Mikar sat on the bed. The man leaned against the door to the room, there was no window. "I am on a quest and have sworn myself to the cause of killing the sorceress Achthyl. I have also sworn not to lie with a woman until my quest is done. Achthyl has placed a curse of lust and passion on me. I am in need of... companionship." Mikar saw the great difficulty the man was having in keeping himself under control. Well, he thought, I am trapped already so... "Funny word for it... what's your name?" "Nikola, Nikola Lastchilde." "Why do you hunt this witch, and why the vow of purity?" "Achthyl is, among other things, a lust witch. She could entrap me in any form she chose. Any female form, thus the oath. I hunt her because she destroyed my village and enslaved the people for her vile pleasures and magical experiments. I am the only survivor. After performing experiments on me, and using me as her plaything, she left me for dead. I was found by a druid who raised be to adulthood. I have sworn a bblood oath to make her pay for what she has done, to me and to all her other victims." "Do you normally like men?" "I prefer women." "I don't care either way," Mikar said as he removed his clothes. "know this Nikola Lastchilde, I am going to accompany you on this quest, for you are my escape from the life I lead. I am a theif, a trickster, and a whore. I have spent my life on the streets of Generica. If you lie with me tonight you wil;l creat a bond, we will share this quest, I will help you towards your goal, and youwill teach me the skills of a warrior." Mikar was naked, and fairly clean underneath his urchins rags. His young body both muscular and soft. The warrior stood at the door, torn between lust and fear... "Very well. Tell me boy, what is your name?" The boy pressed himself against the man's large, strong frame and whispered in his ear... "I am Mikar." Then he pressed his lips to Nikola's mouth... Mikars' tongue opening his lips pushed Nikola ove rhte edge, he hugged the boys body to his own, his hands kneading Mikars bottom, and rubbing the soft flesh of his back and sides. He carried the boy over to the bed and undid the drawstring of his pants letting his 9 inches of manhood free of it's constraint. Mikar looked at the cock fearfully, he knew what the warrior needed, but it had been over a year since he had sold his body, this will hurt he thought. At once dreading and welcoming what was about to come next. He lifted his legs in the air, presenting his puckered bottom to the warrior, his 6 inches of cock harddening rapidly. "Get it wet," he said "there is no way I could take that thing dry." Nikola spat into his right hand, then rubbed it in the head of his engorged member. The spit combined with the pre-cum, the sensation making him even hornier. He grabbed the boy's bottom placed his cock at the opening, and then rammed himself in. Mikar screamed. The warrior had lost all control, he was slamming his trobbing pole in harder and harder. The warrior leaned over Mikar and began to kiss him violently, his arms hugging Mikars legs to his torso. His belly rubbing against Mikars cock, making it hotter and harder by the moment. The pain of the warriors reaming him combined with the thrilling grinding of his cock against the warriors belly and drove Mikar into a frenzy, he came violently. The boy began to buck against his thrusts, anbd Nikola felt a wetness on his stomach. The boy moaned and suddenly his but-hole, which had been tight before began to throb and contract with the boys moans. Nikola started to cum, each thrust bringing a new rush of sensation and fluid. He stood, lifting the boys body up with him in one final thrust before collapsing on top of the boy in exhaustion. Nikola turned over on his side so as not to crush Mikar. "I.. I am sorry..." he began. "It.... is alright. It's my job," the boy panted. Then Mikar slid off the bed and began to undress Nikola. Removing his boots and then fully removing the giant man's pants. Then he mounted the warriors lap and heled him remove his tunic. Mikar was beggining to recover and looked down at his new companion for the first time. He was well over six tall, and his beard and mustache were nicely complemented by the dark hair on his chest and stomach. The was some flab, and that was deffinatly a beer belly, but there were substantial muscles underneath. Nikola was also busy examing Mikar. The boy a couple inches under six feet and very muscular. But his muscles were those of a tumbler or acrobat, and there was still a softness to his skin and his flesh. There were sparse areas of blond hair under his arms and around his cock. "Tell me Nikola, what do you think of men now?" "I am not sure, I have very little to compare you too." he said grinning in embaresment. "There have been NO others?" Mikar said and regretted as he saw the big warriors reaction. "Only one." "The witch?" "Yes." "Quiet, we will talk more in the morning." And then they slept. Mikar awoke to pleasant sensation on his chest snd stomach. He opened his eyes. He was against the wall and Nikola was lieing on his side with his back to the door. He had pulled back the covers and was gently stroking Mikar with his hands and fingertips, The calusses on the fingertips were particularly stimulating. "What time is it?" Mikar asked, shifting so that he would be more accesible to Nikola's strong hands. "Around midnight, you slept a good five hours." Nikola smilled down at the young man. "There is some food on the table, I thought you might be hungry." "Maybe latter," said Mikar, for he had noticed that Nikola's hardness pressed against his thigh. He stroked it gently and looked into Nikola's eyes, waiting for the question. "Are you ready, for another...?" he asked hopefully. "I am afraid not. But if I make you wait it will only be more... intense the next time..." Mikar smiled. "Just trust in me warrior, I have an Idea." Mikar had Nikola roll onto his back, leaving less room fo Mikar between the warrior and the wall. Mikar climbed on top of Nikola and began kissing him. He started in the middle of the mans forehead, kissed each of his eyes shut and then kissed him on the lips. Their tongues intertwined and Nikola began to rub his hands up and down Mikar's body. They stayed like that for a while, the kisses and the rubbing getting more insistant. Then Mikar disengaged his lips from Nikola's and bit the warriors lower lip in an insistant and angry way. This startled Nikola who began to protest when Mikar bit him on the chin, burying his face in the man's beard. Mikar then took his time, slowly going down to the warriors chest. Here he play his tongue over Nikolas hairy chest. Suddenly he bit Nikola's hardened left nipple, Nikola cried out and grabbed the boys head and pulled him away from his chest. Mikar stuck out his tongue and licked the reddened nipple. Nikola pushed the by downward and let go. Mikar ran his tongue over and around Nikola's stomach and sides, the tikleing sensation made Nikola moan with pleasure. Then Mikar slid his wet mouth and tongue down Nikola's side and into the crevice between the warriors thigh and ball sack. Nikola shuddered at the sensations he was feeling, wondering what would happen next... Mikar then began to suck on the warriors heavy, tightened ball sack. Nikola groaned and began to violently stroke his cock. Mikar stopped what he was doing, and grabbed Nikola's hand... "Stop!" "I need to release!" Nikola growled. "You will, I promise!" said Mikar with a grin. Then he leaned down and placed his lips around the head of the warriors penis. It was very hot, and dripped salty pre-cum. Nikola froze, and then slowly released his grip on his meat. Nikola moaned as the boy began to suck on his cock. Nikola had never imagined that such a thing was done. The boy began to take more and more of his cock into his mouth. The moist heat of the boys mouth felt like nothing he could imagine. Suddenly Mikar pulled up and let Nikola's member stand there. he looked at the purple head for a moment and then licked the base of of the cock, lovingly running his tongue up and down the veins of the shaft. Mikar kept playing with the giant member, sometimes lightly kissing it, sometimes biting it gently or not so gently, and sometimes taking into his mouth and sucking on it with all his strength. Nikola twisted and writhed as the boy kept bringing him the the edge of release and then bringing him down again. His hands grasped the mattress to either side of him as the boy played with him. "PLEASE!" he moaned as the boy, once again, placed his lips around the head of his cock. Mikar stopped what he was doing and Nikola whimpered "please!" once again. "Since you asked nicely" said Mikar in an evil tone. Then he began to thrust his head up and down, in and out of his mouth went Nikolas manhood, each time a little deeper. Nikola began to thrust his hips in time with Mikar's movements. Mikars thumb was pressed against the base of Nikola's shaft and as he felt the first spurt comming he thrust his throat down onto Nikola's cock taking all nine inches of it and burying his face in the mans pubic hair. Nikola shot what seemd like gallons of fluid into Mikar's stomach, and moaned his wordless pleasure. Mikar lifted himself from Nikola's softening member, lifted himself up from the prone warrior and went over to the table. After taking a swig from the pitcher of mead, Mikar looked down at Nikola. He doubted the man before him would suffer from the effects of the lust/spell for many many hours. He got back into bed and cuddled up against the dazed warrior. Mikar 2- Nikola has a dream +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Nikola twisted in his sleep, he had been dreaming of a village. A village being attacked by an enemy of great power. Suddenly the mists swirled and he was in a room. There was a sleeping platform in the middle of the room. It was a circular room with no roof and a door. Standing in the door-way was a beautiful woman. She was six feet tall with long black hair and green eyes. She stood there naked looking at the warior. Nikola realised then that he too was naked. "Where am I?" he asked covering himself with a sheet off the bed. "In a safe place. Don't you recognize me?" she asked playfully as she advanced towards him. "You look like Seline, the priestess of Besht?" "No, silly man, she looks like Me," the woman smiled. "When next you visit my house come visit me, and you will see that this is real." The woman took the sheets from Nikola and pressed herself up against him kissing him insistanlty. The warriors knees buckled under the passion of the kiss and he fell back onto the bed. Nikola started to explore her body with his hands. Her skin was soft and supple. Nikola began to become aroused. He stood up and lifting the woman off of him, he sat her down on the bed. He began to kiss her warm lips. Somehow she was now wearing a Cat mask that covered the upper half of her face, her green eyes showing through the holes. He stopped kissing her and played his hands up and down her body. Then Nikola smiled an evil grin, for he had though of how to please this woman. He parted her lips and kissed her once more. He held her breasts in his hands, his thumbs playing with her hardened pink nipples. Slowly he began to travel down, kissing her cheek, her neck, her throat... tracing a path down to her right breast he began to kiss and suck on her nipple. Her hands clutched at his mane of dark brown hair. He played with her breasts for a while, kissing and licking and sucking on them. She seemed to enjoy this play, but Nikola knew that he must do more, he must please her. He stopped playing with her breasts and bid her lay back on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge. He began to lick the uppermost part of her thigh. His mustache and beard gently touching her vagina. Slowly circled her crevice, never actually touching it with his mouth, but letting his facial hair become drenched in her juices. Her scent arousing him more and more, but still he resisted, wanting to please her. Suddenly she grabbed his head in her hands and pulled his mouth to her hungry hole. He began to lick and bite and tounge her in earnest for the taste of her juices had him painfully aroused. His manhood throbed in time with the writhing of her body. He felt her hole began to twitch and thob of it's own accord and he stood, and thrust himself into her. The twitching and throbbing of her hole grasping his manhood and pumping it violently. He layed himsefl on top of her and began to kiss her violently. Their bodie rocked in time to unheard rythms. Nikola began to come, the pleasure of the orgasm mixing with the pain of her nails clawing into his back.... --