By cptredclaw

Hello readers!!

I have decided to write two stories at once!! I'll be working on this one and my other story to be announced

Links to my other stories(if any) will be located at the bottom of this page

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WARNING

This story may (in the future) contain sex and rape between boys and men and some physical abuse so please don't read unless you enjoy this sorta material, if by some crazy navigational error you've found this by accident leave now!!

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 i advize you be 18 or older before reading

By reading this document you are agreeing that you are aware of its content

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Never hurt a boy. read nifty and wank that's what i do

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QUICK NOTE

Because of the way this is written i must state that although this story does contain sex. I'm going to be slowly building to each sex scene so there will be a lot of story in between sex scenes so if you're looking for a good quick wank don't bother reading.

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Chapter 2

After i took my anger out on Thio^[a] i walked around the village. Everyone was gone. Probably all down at the great hall for the celebration of the end of this sessions pillage. I should be there but I'm not. I come to a chair sitting under a canopy. I flop down in it,it creaks a little under my weight. Why dose my father have to be so hard on me? It's always “your this” and “you're a disgrace” and “in my day..” forget his day. That's gone the old ways are gone and buried.

Thio walks up and sits cross legged on the ground beside me. He lets out a breath.

“What are you doing here?”

I look at him his face is swollen.

“Shouldn't you be with your father celebrating our wondrous bounty?” i say sarcastically.

Thio sighs and looks at his legs. A light rain begins to fall.

“You're my master if you don't want to go then neither doI”

He looks up at me a tear runs down his face. I touch his face he winces but allows me to do so. I lean down and our lips meet.

Just for a secound then i stand up.

“Shouldn't you be mucking out my stables”

He stands too^[b]

“Sorry sir ill do that right away^[c]”

“You better i already beat you once today don't make me do it again^[d]”

He runs off to the stables. I sigh and walk down to the water to skip rocks. I don't know how long i'm there for. Could have been hours could have been years. I was so deep in my mind i didn't notice the large paw on my shoulder. I look up and am surprised to see my father.

“Hello my son”

“Hello father”

“Son today is a time for celebration. I'm sorry i was hard on you but it is the viking way. We are tough brutes, blood thirsty.”

“Father i’m blood thirsty” i say with conviction

“Prove it son. Go on the next raid. Every year you put it off. Go a boy and come back a man. If you do this. I will grant you rule over barham^[e]”

My eyes become wide. “You meen the town of barham?”

He smiles and pats my back which just about makes me fall over.

“Yes son the whole town. But first i want you to get yourself a women. Can even be a slave girl. I don't care i simply want grand kids”

He pulls me into a sudden but brief bear hug

He pats my back again and walks off. I stand at the water's edge looking out at the night sky. The moon is full. And odin is smiling down at me. The next raid is mine. And soon a dame will be mine too. I walk to the great hall and enter. Everyone is drinking and making marry. Some are having sex. My fathers parties always go crazy. I pick up a bowl of wild mushrooms and choke down a few. I've gone on a spirit walk before but never anything like this. In my vision i'm in a room odin stands before me.

“How many lives have you taken for the honor of odin?”

I stutter and am suddenly not able to speak.

“Speak up boy!!” odin booms at me. But suddenly it's not odin it's my father.

“Your a disgrace to the family name.”

The ground opens up under me. I fall down into hadees i'm suddenly being beaten by someone. I look and its thio.

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I awaken in my bed. Someone must have gotten me here cause i've never awoken in my bed after a vision quest.

My clothes are off and washed, folded at the end of my bed. I glance over. In the dimly lit room i see thio sleeping in a chair at the corner of my room. I sit up. My head is swimming.

“Thio wake up!!”

He startles awake.

“Sir your up i was worried”

“Worry is for the week and there dames. Go draw me a hot bath i smell of pig shit”

“Yes sir”

He runs from the room.

A few minutes later im bathing in hot water.

Thio gently scrubbing my body as i sit there in silence.

“So why were you worried?”

I ask wondering why a boy i just the other day beat would worry about my well being.

“I always worry about you. You were like my brother before…” he trails off and starts washing my genitals

“Before what?”

“Before you were my master.”

He says quietly. The washing feels good. My cock begins to stiffen. I need release my head is still swimming from the mushrooms. I stand up so my crotch is at his face level.

I look down at him. “You know what to do”

He nods and begins stroking my slowly growing cock. He places his lips on it slowly sucking in and licking my cock head. His face is still swollen from his beating. I start face fucking him. He grabs my butt cheeks and pulls me in so he can suck down more cock. This time he seems to be into it. His tongue laps up and down my shaft. I moan as he pulls my cock out of his mouth and starts sucking my balls. He sucks on each one running his mouth all over my ball sack, the sensations are like nothing else. He places his mouth back on my cock head. I grab his head and thrust into his mouth he gags as i continue to face fuck him.spit runs down his lips.

He grabs my balls and rubs them. I feel my cum build up.

“Mmmm i'm gonna blow.” he pulls out at the last moment and i blow all over his face and chest.

“That was good thio. You can go clean up. Get my bow i'm training today.”

He smiles a small half smile cum falling down his bruised face.

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I load the arrow aim at the target. Breath. Release

The arrow hits dead center. Thio starts clapping like a little girl. I glare at him and he quiets down as he hands me my next arrow. The next shot misses the center by half an inch.

“Dammit” i spit out in anger.

Thio hands me my next arrow.

The next 8 shots are center hits. Forster walks up to me and pats me on the back. I just about fall over. Hes a large brute who is known for his one man army tactics in battle raids.

“Eye yer father says you're going on this next sessions raid. It's going to be a blast with skills like yours. Damn christians won't know what hit em!!”

He gives thio a pat on the head and walks off. Thio rubs his head as he hands me the next arrow. I smirk at him and fire the arrow.

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Later that day im on the shore sword fighting with a young teen about thio’s age. Teaching him the basics.

“To be a man you have to fight like one, to fight like one you have to train now try it again.”

He lunges at me with his blade i side step him and jab him in the back with my handle.

I chuckle “Keep practicing i'm going to grab some ale”

I walk up the dirt path. People greet me as i go.

“Hello demon” an older lady says to me. I smile and walk on. My father named me demon because apparently i killed my brothers and sisters in the womb and on the way out killed my mother while i was at it. My father never really like^[f]d me growing up. He would always say that i was going to be a great warrior someday. When he realized i turned out to be a skinny low muscle toned archer. He started telling me what a disgrace i am. Well screw him i'm going to take control of barham and make a name for myself.

I make my way to the tavern and order an ale. The room is quiet today. Quite off for a bar but it should pick up speed when the sun sets. A man and his young lad sit at my table. He orders ale and bread for his young one,^[g]

“How are you?” the man asks me as he takes a sip of ale

“I'm fine sir” i've never met this guy before but i'm sure he knows who i am. My father has always been a little over board when it comes to advertising the “royal” family he's only a yarl but he acts like a king. He dose lord over a few towns but they mostly swear their alegents out of fear rather than pure loyalty.

“You're the jarl's son eh?”

“Yes i am” i sip my ale not really interested in the man but rather more interested in the young lad sitting beside the man.

“That must be a great honor to be son of the great jarl himself”

I shrug. “It's fine”

The boy is eating his bread quietly. He has blond hair and blue eyes.

“You have a fine boy here what's his name?” i ask trying to steer the conversation away from my father.

The man looks down at the boy as if he doesn't know who he is. He laughs a big hearty laugh. I look at him as if he's just sprouted grass atop his head.

“This boy here ain't my son. His father died in battle and i'm^[h] his godfather. My family farm hasn't been so good so ima go sell the lad in town today. He should make a pretty penny don't you think?”

The man grabs the young boy by the neck and turns his head from side to side. He opens the boy's lips showing his fair teeth.

The boy allows the man to do this.

“Suppose you couldn't buy him off me? He’d make a fine sable boy eh?”

I figured that's what the man wanted. I get slave traders offering me deals all the time. I guess since i'm a jarl's son they assume i have tons of money. But in truth although i do have a servant of my own. Other than that i've worked for my money. Doing odd jobs for people in town. Most traders trade girls so i never have bothered but this one has a beautiful young boy ripe for the plucking. Who am i to turn down an opportunity such as this.

The man looks at his property and back at me.

“Yeah you can buy him for 300 gold”

I chuckle. “No no don't take me for a fool. He's only worth 100 but i'll be nice and give you 150 that's the best you're going to get anywhere, this boy is no more than 8 years old and won't be any good till he's at least 15. So its 150 or nothing”

“Hes 9” the man says dejectedly.

The man looks down at the boy. the boy is staring intently at us. The man gets a defeated look on his face. He knows i'm right i pull my money pouch out and pay him. He slinks out of the bar leaving me with the boy. The boy looks at me then continues to eat his bread. I stand and take the boy's hand leading him from the bar and down the road to thio’s house. I enter the home without knocking property does not get the luxury of privacy they are lucky we give them a roof to sleep under.

Thio’s sitting in front of the fire cooking something in a pot when he sees me he rushes over to greet me.

“Sir i i wasn't aware that you were coming over, DAD DEMONS HERE!!” he yells over his shoulder. He offers me a seat i stay standing the boy sits in the seat instead. Thio gives me an odd look.

“Thio this is my newest slave. No idea what his name is but i don't care. I need you to mentor him and give him a place to sleep.  Thio nods.

“Yes sir”

Thio’s dad comes in with a serious face. Since he never has a face other than a shit eating grin all the time i knew something was up.

“Demon may i have a word with you in private?”

I nod and he leads me onto the small deck out front.

“I just wanted to ask you to please take it easy on my son. I know it's not my place and you have every right to punish him for bad behavior but this is the third time this month he's come home bleeding”

 the man has a solemn look on his face. His audacity to embarrass me like this amazes me. A slave my father's slave should know better than that!!

“Damn right you have no place”

Im angered i don’t^[i] know why. What he's asked of me is simple enough.

“No one tells me how to treat my property”

I spit out with gritted teeth. I walk into the shack. Thio is at the table quietly talking to the boy. I grab thio by the hair and drag him outside. I toss him to the ground. He falls into the mud with a splash. His father quietly watches.

“Does anyone else wanna TELL me how to treat my property?”

When i say the word property i kick thio in the gut. A small crowd begins to watch. He balls up in pain. I feel a tinge of guilt for punishing him for his father's mistake. I can't very well punish his father because he's not my property and father very well might have my head for breaking the law by disciplining someone else's slave. Even though i'm his son he’s a stickler for rules and will hold me to the laws just like anyone else. My guilt quickly vanishes as i give thio three more kicks. Suddenly i feel a large force hit me in the back. I fall to the ground and am amazed to find out that thio’s kind hearted happy go lucky father was my attacker. I look at him in shock. He looks back even more shocked. Others look around amazed at the scene that has unfolded. By law if a slave no matter whose slave it is. Attacks a free man or a member of royalty that person has right to discipline the slave in anyway he sees fit including punishment of death.

The crowd stares in awe as i brush myself off and draw my blade. This father stares at me in horror.

“Please demon im sorry, please dont take me from my boy”

His pleads fuel my anger. My new boy slave has peaked his head out from the shack. He stares in awe of my sword. I raise my blade. The crowd is silent. Before im able to come down on him thio jumps in the way.

“Please sir dont. Ill pay for my father's sins. Just don't hurt him”

His face is swollen again a tear runs down his face. I suddenly realized where i am. When my anger takes over it's as if it's not me anymore. The demon inside me awakens and takes shape. I return my blade to my belt. The crowd parts as i silently walk off to my house. When i get inside i lie down. I put my hands to my face and begin to sob.

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My dreams are filled with anger.

I awaken still angry. Its night. Why do i do it? Thio doesn't deserve the treatment i give him. My anger that's what gets me. I step out into the cool night air. There's laughter in the distance. There's always a party in this town. We have plentiful crops every year so that makes time for many parties. I walk in the streets a light snow begins to fall. First of the year. I make my way to thio’s i enter without a sound. The room is dimly lit by a fire. I find thio asleep in his bed i slip in beside him and gently stroke his hair. I feel something for him. I shouldn't but i do. He suddenly jumps awake shying away from me.

“Shhhh hey just lie with me” i whisper in his room

“Please sir don't hurt me”

“Thio i'm not going to hurt you, at this moment. Hey where's the slave boy?”

“He's in fathers room”

“Ok lets just sleep ok”

Thio nods and scoots closer to me i take him in my arms. We fall asleep like this.

End of chapter 2

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Well? How'd it go for you? I liked reading it and i'm the author. There will be more sex in the next chapter dont worry. I'm just setting up a dialogue for the story to follow. Send feedback. I have another story i'm working on right beside this one. So the next chapter will probably be chapter one of that one. Don't know yet. I'm going to try to come out with a chapter every week or so but i'm not sure. I have a very busy life outside of nifty. Please respond!!

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