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.
"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?"
"So, what am I to call you?"
"Call me 'Master'".
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