Ch. 1 A Time to Remember
Lee had grown up on the outskirts of Manscellen, a tiny, out-of-the-way village of a few hundred souls nestled in the Huertgallen Forest within the Kingdom of Walleria under the harsh tutelage of his Uncle Ungyle in the small, two room shack that the two of them called home. His parents had died in a plague some years before he could remember, and his father's brother was his only surviving family. He was always aware that his uncle resented the fact that County rules forced him to take the whelp in, over his objections. The miserable old codger never missed an opportunity to let the lad know.
Ungyle was a hard taskmaster having served as a sergeant in the Royal Pike Corps. He was a fat, bald, old man with one sightless, milky white eye forever staring balefully at the world like a souvenir of some past battle. He walked with a distinct limp due to a nasty leg wound he had sustained at the Battle of Erinmoore some years before. They managed to save his life and leg, but the wound had mustered him out of the army, the only life he knew, and put him on a pension, one that he was forever complaining was too small. "Spend your life devoted to duty and defending the kingdom and this is the thanks they give you when they're finished with you. An inadequate pension and a useless medal!" he would growl and fume at anyone who would listen.
"Maybe if you didn't drink three-quarters of your pension away and spend the rest on snake oil remedies for your leg, you'd find that it went a lot further," Lee bitterly thought more than once as he watched his uncle's tumult, feeling helpless to render aid in any way. When he did try to help, his uncle would force him away in fits of independence. Those bitter years spent watching his uncle in the throes of his alcoholism and self pity convinced Lee that he would never become like him.
So, Lee had grown up in this harsh environment, learning the lessons of life at the knee of this hard and unforgiving man including how to read and write. "You're slight, Boy. Better heed these lessons!" chided Ungyle. "You'll never make a warrior. You're a natural scribe." More than one night saw Lee black and blue from having had trouble understanding the lesson. The ordeal had been hard on the young man but in the end, he mastered reading and various other tasks.
Once per week, Lee gained a temporary respite from the attentions of his miserable Uncle. Because he could already read and write, Father Timothy of the Church of Our Lady Moon took him on as his apprentice and instructed him in scripture, language, history, mathematics, and astrology. Being with the Good Father were the best times Lee remembered about his youth. Father Timothy was very patient and an excellent teacher so Lee learned fast, quickly outstripping what his uncle knew. His relationship with the priest and his hunger for learning drove another wedge between him and his Uncle Ungyle.
Now, Ungyle was a man who was very set in his ways and definitely didn't agree with Lee's choices and lifestyle. Several times he'd tried to beat the defect out of the boy; however, there is no denying nature. On this particular evening, he had hobbled off to the Wayfarer Tavern to spend his pension money getting drunk, as usual. Lee and his lover, Aaron, seized the opportunity to share a little quality time together.
They fell onto the bed together, lips locked in a lovers embrace as soon as the latch on the front door caught the receiver. Their parted lips met as they brushed against one another and their tongues intertwined, Aaron quickly undid the closures of his lover's shirt and dropped his lips to his boy's furry chest while he stripped the fabric from Lee's upper body.
Endorphins began to fill the boys minds with fantasy as Aaron reached down to undo the drawstring on Lee's breeches and began to pull them from his lover's supple hips and thighs, exposing his undergarments. Peeling these away from his body exposed the object of his quest, his lover's magnificent piece of man meat. Clutching his lover's perfect phallus and kissing him, he felt Lee's hands busying themselves, disrobing him as he had done to him.
Aaron drew back and smiled as he began to shift down Lee's body. He longed to have his lover's cock in his mouth again. It felt like so long since they had been allowed to indulge in their secret sex. Aaron felt blessed to have Lee beside him, the only one in the village who understood him at all.
Lee's hands gently dropped to his lover's blond hair and stroked it gently, moaning as he felt Arron's agile tongue touch and taste the head of his rock-hard cock. His breath drew up sharp as the sensations began to emanate through him and the sensations flooded his system.
Aaron parted his jaws and slowly slid down the length of Lee's boner, luxuriating in the soft skin stretched over a steel hard frame. He swirled his tongue along the underside as he continued downward and felt the steady pressure of Lee's hands.
Lee shifted his slim hips as he began gently rocking his hips, driving his cock in and out of his lovers warm, wet mouth and luxuriating in the currents created within his inner ocean. He felt his senses being dissolved as the sensations ramped up inside him, taking his mind on a wonderous journey. Suddenly, he brushed the back of Aaron's sweet throat and slid in. Lee heard Aaron's stop as the head of his prong temporarily blocked his trachea. Up and down, in and out went Lee's cock, priming him for the glorious events to cum.
Lifting his head, Aaron smiled up at him as he began to move, stripping off his leggings and preparing himself for Lee's soft, pretty mouth. Setting a knee on each side of his head, he looked down into the sparkling, soft brown eyes he had grown to love so much. Seizing his own cock in his fist, he dangled his bulbous head over the open lips of his lover, who smiled and giggled at the game. Grinning himself, Aaron slowly lowered his dick into his lovers waiting and watering mouth.
Lee received his friend's quickly erecting prong delightedly into his warm and wanting mouth. He'd loved sucking his friend's magnificent dick since the first time he felt it slide between his jaws a few years before.
Uncle Ungyle and he had gone to a betrothal party where he was supposed to meet a young girl, Lilly Shoemacher to start the matrimonial dance. He also met a boy of about his own age, Aaron. Aaron and he hit it off right away. As he watched, he found the other boy's body intoxicatingly erotic while Lily was nice but didn't make him feel the same way. She was intelligent and could read and could be a good friend. As he watched, there was a stirring in his pants as his mind began to wander into more fertile fields.
Later on, after lunch the pair of boys started walking the trails in the woods surrounding the clearing where the party was being held and talking. Once they had gotten out of earshot, Aaron turned off the trail and went to sit down on a fallen log, invited Lee and the pair sat down. Lee looked at the way Aaron's lips moved as he talked, the sparkle in his clear eyes. Aaron swooped in and brushed Lee's soft lips with his own, surprising the lad immensely. Lee quickly relaxed into Aaron's arms where they remained lip locked as they and his hands slid down to his new friend's muscled torso to nestle between his legs and fondle his hardening cock.
