Date: Mon, 18 Oct 2010 16:45:15 -0400
From: Blonde Mountaineer <blondeallover@hotmail.com>
Subject: Floin's Adventures of the Flesh  Ch. 02

		  Floin's Adventures of the Flesh  Ch. 02

		       by blondeallover@hotmail.com

This is another chapter of a novella set in an historical back drop where
societal standards about nudity and sex were very different from our own.
All the usual disclaimers apply.


It was unusually warm late that summer. Floin had his haughty and vaguely
disrespectful introductions all planned ahead. He thought the Druids a
formal and stiff lot. He traveled by mule to the west country where the
academy was located, not far from Salisbury plain, Stonehenge, and others
of the mystical stone circles.

He stood before the registering priestess at her desk with his satchel of
belongings attired in his riding sandals and nothing else. He smirked as
he introduced himself. "I hope I have not offended anyone, but among us
commoners in the hot days of the year, we think it imprudent to be clad
in our garments lest they be soiled especially by our labors that provide
for the abundance of all the good tribes' people."

To his surprise, she replied nonchalantly and almost approvingly. "Of
course, no offense taken, Novice Floin of the east. To the contrary, most
commendable. We all have our responsibilities and obligations to our
communities at this time of the year and must conduct ourselves
accordingly. It is not uncommon at all for new and returning novices to
arrive bereft of any garments under the circumstance of a warmer than
normal late summer. But you must understand that to advance beyond this
point into the classrooms and cloisters of the academy, you must wear a
novice's robe." Naturally, she glanced just enough to observe the form
and character of his male parts as people of both genders do when
acquainting themselves with a young man in his nudity for the first time.

At this point, a somewhat older priestess who was busy scratching
something on a parchment and hardly noticed him, pushed back her chair to
pad part way down the stone-lined hall to a small pantry along one wall
and pull out a garment. "This should fit him."

While the older woman was retrieving the garment, the registrar informed
him of greater details. He was to pay his compliments to the dean in the
old tower and be instructed of his schedule for the first term at his
earliest convenience. "Classes start in 6 days. Perhaps you would enjoy a
soothing bath at the bathing vats just beyond the men's dorms where you
will reside at the end of the left hall. You can be shorn of your robe
and any other garment to your heart's content in the baths."

"Men's dorms? You mean all the students will not be in residence and
bathing together?"

"Absolutely not," the registrar sternly retorted. "That is the privilege
of only the accomplished and senior novice students after several
months."

********************************

Before I continue on, to those readers who know only the Christian ways
of civilization, at about the time that boys and girls turn to men and
women, there was much more freedom for Celts in acquainting themselves
with those body parts that were opposite their own in sexual identity and
how such flesh could be handled and embraced to countenance great
pleasures and entertain deep curiosities. Especially among Druid folk,
such study and exploration was encouraged to initiate and fortify what
would be great powers of magic in strengthening the always necessary
fertility and good health among the tribes' people. The one invocation of
restraint and prohibition was the sacred merger of lingum and yoni before
a betrothed couple was actually joined in wedlock. Even the stimulations
of tongue and lips or the merger of lingum with his selected woman's anus
(sometimes called "false yoni") were deeply discouraged, as these actions
only enhanced the temptation to do that which was forbidden.

Perhaps to mitigate impending frustrations among young flesh, but also to
soothe the aggressive dispositions and competitions between young men and
avoid rowdy violence among the aging youth within tribes that needed to
maintain peaceful order, activities of the most intimate and close
association were tolerated between men and sometimes even encouraged.
This is not to say that such events and displays of physical passion did
not create problems. Sometimes such attachments and bonds would ensue
such that men would couple as devoted lovers and lose interest in their
wives and betrothed altogether. Druids would intervene with magic and
spells to reinstate families, but only with limited successes. It was
known that many Druids who lusted only after those of their own sex were
among the most skilled and powerful in the practice of their craft. In
fact, they were held in greatest esteem.

It was for this reason that the first returning student who sighted Floin
disrobed again in one of the smaller bathing vats of the dormitory rooms
took an interest in pursuit of intimacies. "I would wager you are one of
the new novices of commoner stock. I am Erwynn of Salisbury. I just
arrived and want a bath something terrible. Would you mind if I join
you?"

Floin was frowning. "The water is unreasonably cold. I don't know how
much longer I am going to stay in this rotting tub."

The senior student laughed. "The instructors say that it builds
character. I think it is just because the academy does not want to pay
the expense of proper heating. Wait until you feel the water in these
vats in the winter months. We would do better to dunk ourselves in the
beer these things were originally made for brewing." Erwynn was short,
pasty white, and excessively slender, with a dusty colored mop of curly
hair. He was instantly attracted to the man of a more chiseled bearing he
was going to join by climbing into the vat of shoulder deep water. He
gave a brief shudder to the shock of the cold wetness against his bare
skin. "You are quite a looker. I would like to suggest that to pass the
time, we enjoy some passionate kissing."

Floin gazed at his bathmate incredulously before responding. "I do not
know you. Why would I want to do such a thing?" He did not think himself
as attracted to other men. He enjoyed flirting with the women of the
village who obviously admired his good form. Erwynn responded almost in
alarm.

"Oh, I did not mean any offense. I meant the suggestion as a sort of
friendly peace offering and a way that we could help boost each others'
powers before the start of classes. Believe me I have been betrothed to a
woman novice from a family of good priestly bearing and we look forward
to all the passionate intimacies of fervent connubial bliss. But we
novices of the dormitory often enjoy intimacies with each other to help
develop the magic that applies to pursuits of the flesh." Erwynn sensed
that his bathing partner was still uncomfortable with the suggestive
circumstance. "Well, if nothing else, perhaps you would like to hear the
tale of how it was that I came to enjoy passionate kissing with other
young men?"

Floin sort of shrugged his shoulders signaling a false indifference. In
truth, like most men of his age, he was always curious to learn of the
exploits of the flesh by others.

Erwynn beamed again with the opportunity to explain his joys. "Well among
Druid folk who reach their 18th years and are betrothed to a maiden of
the community usually of the same age, naturally the couple conspire to
seek privacy and inspect each other in nature in privacy."

Floin nodded. "Aye, it is the same with common folk. The young couple
find common free time among them and set off to the woods, where naked
together, the maiden can closely familiarize herself with all the
features of the horn and stones of the man she is going to mate with."

"Naturally! For all the time the two will spend with his horn plowing her
furrowed yoni, she is going to want to know its character in great
detail, in advance. That is exploration my betrothed enjoyed the summer
before last. Now, many couples are continued in their curiosity and
excitement. . ."

Floin interrupted at this point. "And the maiden beckons her betrothed to
stroke his horn until he reaches climax and squirts his seed. Yes, it is
the same with common folk."

"Naturally! For all the seed that will be pitched deep into her up to the
womb, she is going to want to know how it looks when he is at the fever
pitch of his climax, and all the character of the seed as it shoots and
spews forth from the end of his horn. Now, so many of us of the same year
in our community being betrothed at about the same time and learning of
our similar experiences contrived to be festive in the woods. . . "

Floin again interrupted. "And at a mutually agreeable time, set off to a
secret location in the forest to all disrobe so that the men could watch
each other and have their maidens watch as they stroke their horns to
climax and pitch their seed. No doubt competitions were invented to see
which fellow could pitch his seed the furthest and which could pitch the
greatest amount in any given session. No doubt the maidens were
especially entertained when the fellows would stroke each others' horns.
In appreciation with the excitement of the moment, they would reach
between their legs and with nimble fingers fiddle themselves about their
yonis to bring themselves to their squealing female climaxes. Yes, some
years this has been known to happen to the young betrothed of the common
villages."

Now Erwynn assumed an impish grin. "You are as knowledgeable about the
world as any novice student, Floin of the east. But I bet among your
folk, you have never heard anything so unusual as this. At one of the
last sessions just before my betrothed and I set off to this academy for
our first year, a friend of mine had brought along a pair of Roman ivory
dice. We contrived a game of dare where the roller of a 7 would be both
the loser and the winner. The roller of 7 would be dared by the previous
roller to pursue something lascivious with someone else in the group. For
instance, a maiden would be dared to suckle on the nipple of another
until the shadows moved noticeably in the forest. Well in this one
instance, the maiden who had done so, when I next rolled a 7 for the
first time, dared me to kiss passionately, as I would my betrothed, one
of the other fellows for the same period of time. Well we approached,
both determined to be good sports and entertain the others in spirited
sensuality. And sensuous it was."

Erwynn assumed an enchanted and wandering expression as he recollected
the moment. "Our lips met and broad wet tongues clashed and fenced
visible to all others. As we pursed our lips and greedily exchanged noisy
smacks with sweeping tongues tasted each others pitched desires, we
embraced with arms and hands. I positively swooned in his arms and our
exposed lingums must have swelled into sturdy horns once more. The
others, especially the maidens with their high pitched hooting, cheered
their noisy encouragements. My darling Gwyneth was touched and approving
of it all more than any of the others. Well, sometimes Gwyneth and I
think I must have the luck of the spirits because the very next player in
our group to roll a 7 was the handsomest lad of the group. Naturally, I
dared him to kiss me under the same circumstances. We rushed to each
other and first held each other at the temples to sweep our tongues just
centimeters between our lips. When he wrapped me in his strong arms we
groped and swept our hands and arms over firm flesh where I could feel
his strong back and even the firm tension at the top of his buttocks.
Before we were made to disengage, I was in such a delirious faint, my
head held back limp and the lad in his passions feasted on my exposed
neck with fervent kisses and lusting nibbles. I do believe I was
unashamed as to have gained a firm grip on his horn like we were in
another stroking session."

The slender youth sighed. "Everyone was so enervated from the experience
that they all congratulated me and I think I must have felt all the hard
nipples of all the titties from every maiden of my year in our community
that afternoon, from when they hugged me."

Now Erwynn looked directly into the eyes of Floin, who obviously had
listened to the account with keen interest. "Now my Gwyneth encourages me
to seek this intimacy with other novice students of this dormitory, and
relate back to her the experience of all the lusty pleasures. But I would
like to find a way that the three of us could sneak off between classes
and she could watch as we revealed to her a feast of passions with tongue
and lips involving such a handsome fellow as yourself."

"You would have your betrothed witness intimacies of great passion
between us"?

Erwynn's pale gray eyes were lit up like torches now. "Yes! What say you?
We are in private now and you could try the proposal out now to see if it
would suit your pleasure to have the three of us rendezvous."

The larger man moved in quickly for the pass with a great splash but his
target held him back for softer affections. They slowly moved in where
first just their lips pressed and Floin was impressed that these lips of
a man were just as soft and encouraging as any woman's. They pecked
pleasingly a number of times before they both started to part their lips
and taste the sweetness of the soft wet tongue tips. The smaller man
truly had devised a magical connection, for Floin started to go giddy and
crave more of the sensuous pleasure. The lips pursed and began to explore
of each other before Erwynn skillfully drew Floin's broad wet tongue into
his mouth, the seduction complete, come back to meet it with wide sweeps
of devoted mating. They splashed about now, Erwynn thrilled to have the
strong man's arms about him, his tongue would dart back in only to lick
about so smoothly when Floin's tongue would thrust to chase after it.
Floin whimpered the soft moans of his pleasure and absentmindedly thrust
his hips toward his partner when he felt first light soft caresses to his
stones. Exploring fingers first plied their way up the shaft of the
heated flinching horn, then grasp it with an acute sense of just the
right pressure, and then start to stroke, slowly at first, and then more
rigorously.

Suddenly Floin came to his senses, pulled away, and with a great splash
suddenly moved in very close to pin the smaller man to the side of the
vat. Two naked men with completely clenched muscles shared a very tense
moment in an old bathing vat. Floin's dark eyes blazed like a hot fire,
scorching just inches from the gray eyes of his partner. "Now listen
here, you strumpet. And you are a whoring strumpet even with what might
serve as the paltry parts of a man. Listen when I tell you that if you
are going to use your Druid tricks to inflame my passions so, I will lay
you out and take you by the little tight hole between the cheeks of your
scrawny ass and ravish it with my bursting and impatient horn for the
snatching little yoni that it is. No doubt you have a real hankering cunt
back there. I will thrust my teased roll of sausage into your saucy cunt
and tear it up before I burst my load of searing seed deep beyond your
bowels into your very vitals. Now, what say you to that?"

Erwynn's look of panic and terror gradually softened into a little smile.
"I think that would be something that my dear Gwyneth would enjoy the
witness of."

to be continued . . . .