Archive-name: Fantasy/mikar.txt
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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
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	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....

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