Date: Wed, 28 May 2014 09:05:34 -0400 (EDT)
From: Odins Son <odinboy666@aol.co.uk>
Subject: Kingdom of Morcok - Part 3

A story about a special fantasy Live Action Role-play event run for three
young friends.

WARNING: This story will have depictions of a sexual nature between
consenting adults and young boys. If that sort of thing disgusts you then
please read no further. While i write about sexual encounters between
Adults and underage boys, i would not condone such a thing in real
life. This story is a made up fantasy and nothing more.

THANK you for all the great emails. I can't begin to express my gratitude
towards those who love this story so much. I hope i can keep the momentum
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Kingdom of Morcok


Previous on Kingdom of Morcok.......

"welcome everyone to the first ever Kingdom of Morcok LARP event,"

"My Nephew said he wanted the event to be adult, that he and his friends
want to be treated like adults, so my friends we will make sure they have a
very adult adventure."

"i feel my dick rubbing against the leather, makes me hard"

"This orc tried to butt fuck me! they are butt fucking Orcs!, Quick Medwin
we have to protect the virgin!"

"The Tavern is already set up and there should be crates of bottled mead
under the back table. This is where the event will end for the night."

"Awwww yessss pleeeasseee"

Now we return to the Kingdom of Morcok.....



Part 3 - The Ravaged Squire Tavern

The wind was beginning to pick up with leaves rustling in the light of the
half moon. The woodland cast in a blue hue with deep black shadows. Not a
single creature could be heard, except of course for three boys huddling
together as they made their way down the dried muddy footpath. Their bare
feet now beginning to feel the real chill of the night.

"It's getting real cold guys," Said Finn blowing into his hands, "you think
we should have stayed at that Orc Camp?"

"Not unless you wanted an orc dick up yu bum," replied Kern with a giggle,
"besides, i'm almost naked just with this kilt and these chest strap
things, but im not complaining about the cold."

"So them Orcs wanted to bum me to get my virginity?" Said Finn in
realisation.

"Yeh for sure," replied Kern, "So me and Medwin gotta make sure they don't
or the whole quest will be over, they can bum me and Medwin as much they
want, but you we gotta keep virgin"

"Shut up!" Said Medwin sternly.

"No you shut up" shouted back Kern.

"No i mean listen," replied Medwin, "I can hear music?"

The three stood still for a moment and sure enough the sounds of irish
bagpipes could be heard coming from ahead of the group. The boys feet made
little pitter patter sounds as they hurriedly made their way down the path
which lead out into an area by a stream of water. It was in fact the ruins
of an old mill house but part of it had been transformed into a building
using large canvas and planks. There appeared to be a door and a small
window from which an orange light glowed through. Above the makeshift door
was a rocking sign with the painting of what looked like a knight in armour
bending over a smaller figure. Across the top of the sign in fancy
sign-writing were the words 'The Ravaged Squire Tavern'.

"You guys think think this is where we are supposed to arrive?" Asked
Medwin as Kern made his way to the window which was still part of the old
mill wall. The little warrior stretched as high as his little toes would
allow him and peered into the Tavern. Soon Medwin and Finn had joined Kern
to peer into the tavern.

The room was long with wooden tables covered in large melted candles with
benches along either side of them. At the back of the room was a large open
fire beside which sat a plump bearded man in his forties playing the Irish
pipes. He wore a large pointed hat with feathers and a cloak that was loose
revealing his large hairy belly to the warmth of the fire. By the door was
a table with two large barrels and an assortment of drinking
tankards. Behind the table stood a man who had a striking resemblance to
the Druid the boys first met earlier that day.

There were probably about eight or nine other men in various states of
undress wearing ragged torn clothes, their bodies dirty, grimy and
sweaty. Some sat at the tables drinking and talking, others dancing
haphazardly to the music while poring the contents of their tankards over
each other's naked flesh before licking it off. Kern giggled and pointed at
two men who were totally naked, the larger more muscled one pushing his
smaller slightly tubby partner against the wall as he fucked. The Mage and
Ranger pulled the warrior reluctantly away from the window before making
their way to the door.

"Urgh yeh," said the larger man as his ten inch engorged cock plunged into
the submissive ass of his friend, "this is what I've been wanting to do all
day to that little red heads cheeky ass."

The tavern owner smiled as he watched the two men come to a forceful climax
resulting in the smaller man being pushed hard against the old bricks of
the ruins, his cock spurting forth ropes of man cum against the wall. His
ass filled with the warmth of the larger male gripping his hips tight with
a long drawn out grunt.

The tavern owners smile then turned to an expression of surprise as he
suddenly noticed the three boys stood at the entrance to the tavern. For a
moment he just gazed at their youthful beauty. The Ranger standing in his
light armour slightly uncomfortable due to the torn hole in his
breaches. The Mage dressed in just a simple tunic which had slid slightly
off one shoulder looked as vulnerable as ever. And then there was the
little warrior who stood at the doorway fidgeting on his bare feet still
full of energy, the light of the fireplace dancing across his small toned
exposed body casting shadow and definition on his young muscular physique.

The Tavern owner felt his cock awaken in his medieval pants then shook his
head to clear his thoughts.

"Cum, Cum my friends," Bellowed the Tavern owner with arms wide open and
hands beckoning the youngsters into the warmth of the room., "welcome fine
adventurers to the Ravaged Squire Tavern, how can i be of service"

All the men of the tavern turned to cheer as the three twelve year olds
walked over to the Drinks table where the tavern owner stood. The table was
quite high so the boys heads only just looked over the top.

"Haven't we met you before?" Asked Kern scrunching up his nose, "you look a
lot like a druid we met"

"Oh yes," chuckled the tavern owner, "that would be my twin brother"

The lame joke made all three boys giggle with smiles that melted the Tavern
owners heart not to mention send a tingle through his stirring crotch.

"So what can i get you fine fellows," asked the tavern owner presenting the
barrels with a wave of his left hand, "We have some of the finest mead in
all of Morcok."

"Mead!?," perked up Kern, "what like, alcohol?"

"Exactly that my young warrior" winked the Tavern owner.

"Do you have any orange juice?" Asked Medwin politely.

" Are you crazy?" screamed Kern, "dude they are letting us
drink.. Al.. Co.. Hol"

"But im only twelve," replied Medwin, "i'm not supp....."

"We would all like a pint of Mead thanks mr Tavern Owner" insisted kern
pushing in front of Medwin and Fin to span his arms across as much of the
table as possible.

The Tavern owner chuckled to himself adjusting his stiffening cock before
grabbing three tankards and filling them up from the barrels.

The view the peasant men could see from the other side of the room was of
the rear ends of three short boys leaning with arms up against the
table. Three pairs of bare feet fidgeting on the spot and kerns kilt
covered butt wiggling in anticipation of his first beverage of the
night. The men nodded towards the boys and whispered lewd ideas into each
other's ears, laughing while squeezing their bulging crotches.

"There you go lads," said the Tavern Owner pushing three full tankards into
their little hands, "take a table and enjoy yourselves"

"Thank you sir," said Finn reaching into his bag and handing over a few
game coins in payment for the drinks before turning to follow his friends.

Kern and Medwin had already run over to a table with excited grins while
holding their Mead filled tankards as if made of pure gold.

Suddenly Finn felt a presence of someone beside him and dropped his tankard
as his body was swung around to face an angry peasant. The Tankard hit the
ground splashing its contents across the floor and soaking Finns bare feet.

"I saw you with all that money in your pouch," Said a large bald headed man
towering over the small Mage,"give us your bag, or else ill take it after i
fuck that fine white ass of yours."

The peasant was dressed in worn pants that seemed a bit to tight for him
showing off a huge bulge while on his muscular upper body he wore a torn
scruffy waistcoat.

"I... i cant," shouted Finn, "it has all my spells in it"

"HEY," shouted Kern leaping from his place at the table and putting his
body between the peasant and Finn, "thats my friend!"

The peasant sneered at Kern who was reaching for the roleplay axe on his
back. Kern sneered back with an impish smile.

"If yur gonna fuck with my friend," said Kern, "then yur gonna have to fuck
with me first"

"mmmmm yehhhh" groaned the man as all sorts of images floated through his
mind after Kerns statement, "here on the table would be great."

"Steve!" shouted the tavern Owner, "Remember the rules Steve.

The Peasant gave a large groaning sigh as he raised his arms and slowly
backed away from Kern and Finn. The peasant then groped the stiff aching
cock in his pants before returning to his own table to continue drinking.

"Are you ok?" asked Kern turning to face his friend.

"Douche made me drop my drink," Whispered Finn with regret, "staying a
virgin is harder than i expected."

Kern snorted a short giggle at Finns words before offering his tankard.

"Here, you can have some of mine" Said Kern with a smile before looking a
bit more serious, "but only a little bit though."

"YOUNG WARRIOR," bellowed a voice across the room causing both Kern and
Finn to jump.

"You doth remind me, so you do, of a young boy just as brave as you," Said
the Bard picking up a harp and strumming the strings gently, "oh yes my
boy, you remind me of Cullen the mighty, the greatest warrior of these
lands,"

"Really?" asked Kern wide eyed with a cheeky grin.

Medwin had now joined the other two standing in the middle of the
Tavern. The bearded stocky man who had been playing the irish bagpipes was
now stood pointing at Kern, with his cloak open and naked body on full
display.

"Oh yes," replied the Bard, "you have the same fire in your eyes that
Cullun possessed at your age, come all and sit by the warmth of the fire
and ill tell you the story of how Cullun the mighty, no older than eleven
summers of age defeated the Grand Master Draknu"

Kern grinned even more as he strolled forward to stand by the bard drinking
his tankard of mead. Medwin and Finn sat down side by side on a bench
amongst the group of men that had now gathered for the story.

"My tale starts many many a year ago when Cullun was just a boy unlike our
young warrior here," Said the Bard nodding to Kern who blushed as he found
himself at the centre of everyones attention, "One fateful day he awoke to
find his settlement burnt to the ground and his parents and siblings being
ravaged by Orcs sent by the evil Draknu son of Balor to conquer the land of
Morcok."

With the crackling fire, light plucking of the harp and flickering candles,
it did not take long for Finn to become engrossed in the bards tale. The
tavern owner needed to nudge the boy a few times to gain his attention and
hand the him another full tankard of mead.

"Cullen filled with rage," continued the Bard, "stripped off all his fur
clothes until he stood naked and marched right up to the Orc in charge"

"Why?", asked Kern with a wobble, the Mead beginning to loosen him up, "why
did he get naked?"

"Ah you see," replied the Bard leaning over to Kern, "When a true warrior
faces his enemy naked, it is to tell their enemies that he is not afraid
and has the gods on his side."

"Cool," said Kern clearly thinking about naked warrior men charging into
battle with their swords raised high and meaty cocks swinging below.

"So are you?" Asked the Bard snapping Kern from his thoughts.

"Are i what?" replied Kern confused.

"Are you not afraid" Said the Bard turning to the crowd of men, "and do you
have the gods on your side like Cullen at your age?"

The crowd cheered with tankards raised as Kern expressed a shy grin before
taking another mouthful of mead while thinking. Moments later the little
red head stood up straight in front of everyone and shucked off the leather
straps that crossed his chest over his shoulders letting them drop down his
slim body to the floor. Then with one little hand Kern unbuckled his belt
and let the leather kilt drop to bunch around his feet, stepping out to
reveal his young naked body for the whole tavern to feast their eyes on.

The crowed erupted with another louder drunken cheer while Medwin and Finn
half heartedly covered their eyes while giggling. Kern placed his hands on
his hips and stood proud to show off his twelve year old smooth body and
semi erect young penis to the salivating men on the edge of their seats
rubbing the bulges in their pants.

"So Cullun marched up to the lead Orc" Continued the Bard, "and stood just
as you are now with hands on his hips thrusting his boyhood towards the Orc
leader. The Orc leader saw the boy Cullun and decided to ravage him like
it's soldiers had done to his family. Taking out it's thick ten inch green
Orc cock from it's pants it then proceeded to grab our hero Cullun and
shove its hard green flesh into the upturned helpless boy."

Kern had a flashback of the fight at the Orc camp and unconsciously reached
round to rub his butt.

"The Orc thrust in and out in and out," Said the Bard making thrusting
motions with his stiffening bouncing bard cock in Kerns direction, "but
instead of crying or screaming our hero Cullun showed no fear, in fact he
yawned. This really upset the Orc who found no matter how long he fucked he
simply could not cum. The Orc stepped up his fucking of the small boys ass
but eventually the Orc gave up and pulled out of Cullun.

The dirty tale made Kern giggle as the Tavern owner leaned over his
shoulder and filled his tankard with more mead not without first stealing a
quick feel of the naked warriors soft but firm butt.

"You are are not a big enough Orc to cum in me said Cullun to the Orc
leader, find me a bigger Orc. So The orc leader stuffed our hero Cullun
into a sack and carried him to his master back at their great camp. There
Cullun was pulled from the sack and placed naked in front of the Orc
Captain."

The Bard now placed the harp on the ground and gently pulled Kern in front
of him. Kern could feel the heat of the flickering fire on his bare
backside while his head started to feel drowsy from the mead.

"The Orc Captain saw the boy Cullun" said the Bard stepping around Kern as
if a farmer rating a piglet at a market, "and decided to ravage him. The
Captain pulled out its great green twelve inch cock that was much bigger
than the previous Orc and pushed its purple head deep into the Culluns
stretched hole."

The Bard had moved behind Kern and was now rubbing his hard throbbing
manhood up and down Kerns firm butt crack while holding the boys narrow
shoulders.

"In and out in and out the Orc Captain plunged," Said the Bard as the small
crowd of peasant men started to pull out their hard flesh into the open
air, "But our little hero Cullun did not cry or scream and the Captain
found as hard as he tried he could not cum. So again the cock was withdrawn
and Cullun said to the Captain you are not a big enough Orc to cum in me,
find me a bigger Orc."

Medwin could feel his little cocklett twitch through the torn hole of his
breeches as he listened and watched the Bards tale, rubbing against the
underside of this tunic. Suddenly he felt Finn stand up and quickly brush
past him towards the tavern door. Looking back at the Bard and Kern who was
very much enjoying the bards tale, Medwin decided to get up and check Finn
was ok.

"So the Orc Captain put Cullun in a sack," Continued the Bard as Medwin
left the crowd, "And took our hero to the Orc General before removing him
from the sack and standing him naked in front of the General. The General
saw the boy Cullun and decided to ravage him."




Meanwhile outside the Tavern Medwin searched the darkness as his eyes
adjusted.

"Finn," He called out, "Finn you out here?"

Medwin heard a soft whimper come from around the side of the ruins. He
followed the sound to find Finn sat on a stone with his tunic pulled up to
his chin and his slender legs wide open with his young fingers pinching his
cock sliding the foreskin up and down.

"NOOOO Finn Stop!" called out Medwin kneeling down in front of his friend,
"are you crazy, the Druid said you mustn't cum!"

"But it aches so much" whimpered Finn in discomfort, "all those Orcs
touching me and the story the bard is telling, its all making me so hard, i
need to cum, i have to cum!"

"No you cant," shouted Medwin grabbing Finns wrists tight to stop his
jerking movements, "If you cum then we loose it all."

The two sat in silence looking each other in the eye as Medwin still held
on to his friends wrists. Finns smooth pink hard cock twitching every few
seconds in the light of the moon, while his ballsack had risen tight
against his body. The vapour of their breathes bellowing from their open
mouths in the cold of the night. Both boys had the sudden urge to be
closer. Medwin licked his lips leaving his dry mouth slightly open as he
leaned forward. Finns mind was spinning from the mead and the sexual
tension that was driving him crazy as his friends lips gently and
hesitantly brushed his. Then Medwin withdrew with a sudden idea and
proceeded to punch Finn in his throbbing stiff dick and soft ballsack
causing Finn to double over in pain.

"yoooooou bastard," whined Finn in a higher pitched voice than usual,
clutching his quickly softening cock and stinging balls. "i cant believe
you just did that"

"sorry dude," replied Medwin helping his friend up from the floor, "it's
the only thing i could think of."

Medwin then supported Finn with an arm around his neck and helped him back
to the tavern door to rejoin the bards tale.





"So Cullen was pulled from the sack," Continued the Bard, "and placed in
front of the Grand Master Draknu son of Balor."

Kern was now sat in the Bards lap with his feet dangling from his small
legs either side of the Bards. The Bard gently rubbing the warriors hard
penis up and down as he told the tale into the boys ear. Kern seemed to be
in a trance as were all the men in the tavern, naked and stroking their
dripping throbbing cocks while watching the pink head of Kerns cock appear
each time the Bard pulled back the twelve year olds soft foreskin.

"Grand Master Draknu stood up and looked over our hero Cullun," Said the
Bard as he felt Kerns cock twitch as a hard nail in his fingers, "Draknu
was half human being the son of Balor and pulled out his pink hard twenty
inches of mutant human flesh and decided to ravage the boy."

Kern groaned closing his eyes as the Bard squeezed his little cock harder
than ever before. Some men stepped forward and started to poor their drinks
into Kerns mouth, occasionally missing leading to warm mead cascading over
the red heads smooth body. These men then lent forward to lick and suck the
mead from his wet skin nibbling his tiny nipples and tonguing his little
inny belly button. Others took Kerns small feet in their hands and suckled
the trickling mead form the tips of his boyish toes. Kern gave out a
ticklish giggle and opened his eyes again to see Medwin and Finn at the
tavern doorway watching him being held and tasted by the crowed of
men. Finn still clutched his own crotch in pain.

As Kern gave a contented smile back at his friends the tavern owner
appeared beside Finn and Medwin still with his pants on.

"Is he alright?" Asked the tavern owner nodding towards Finn concerned.

"Yes thank you," replied Medwin as Finn closed his eyes and groaned, "he's
just tired from all the walking and fighting"

"OK well, there is a bedding area set up for you in the back here," Said
the Tavern owner guiding the two boys with his arm, "Its just a bed of hay
and some blankets separated from the rest of the tavern with some hooks to
hang your clothing."

"What about Kern," Grunted Finn softly as they were led into the cornered
off sleeping area.

"Don't your worry your pretty head about him," replied the Tavern Owner
cupping the side of Finns soft face, "I'll make sure he joins you after the
Bards tale has ended."

As the Tavern owner left, Medwin started to unbuckle his armour pausing as
he watched Finn lift up his tunic to reveal his boyish body by candle
light. He was briefly broken from the immersive fantasy of the role-play
event remembering the many times he'd undressed next to Finn at school in
the gym locker rooms. Things were different now though he thought, things
felt more grown up, more free. Free to let his eyes wonder without fear of
being caught looking. Free to admire his best friend as he pulled the tunic
over his head leaving him naked in the room with him.

Medwin saw Finn rub his sore penis and cup his balls gently then smiled as
he looked up to see Finn staring back at him.

"Still hurts you douche," Said Finn with half a smile.

"Sorry," Replied Medwin removing his armour then pulling down his breaches,
"it worked though."

"Yeh i guess," Agreed Finn reluctantly as he watched the Ranger pulling his
own tunic up over his head and dropping it to the side.

Both twelve year olds sat down on the blankets looking at each other's
naked bodies by flickering candle light.

'I've never slept nude with anybody before," Said Medwin rubbing his own
arms self consciously.

"Me neither," Replied Finn, "ill try not to accidentally touch you during
sleep"

"Thats ok," Said Medwin with a shrug, "i wont mind"

The two boys sat in silence on top of the blankets for a moment hearing the
cheers from the Tavern just the other side of the wall partition. Their
heads heavy from the mead, tired from all they had accomplished that day,
Medwin and Finn lay their heads down side by side and together pulled a
blanket over them both. The best friends looked into each other's eyes in
silence until sleep separated them both into a deep slumber.




Meanwhile the Bard continued his tale while holding the extremely aroused
warrior boy on his lap. Kern could feel the thick throbbing flesh of the
Bard under his bottom and looking down could see the rosy cock head poking
out from under him. It looked so big and felt so hard, as if it alone was
stopping his little body from slipping off the bards lap onto the floor in
front of the hungry looking crowd of naked peasant men.

"Draknu withdrew his giant cock and cursed our hero Cullun in pain,"
Continued the Bard. "Cullen had cut Draknus throat with his own blade while
Draknu had ploughed the boys hole, and as Cullun watched the life drain
from grand Master, Cullun said i have come to avenge my family and before
you go i shall take your power, i shall make you cum in me."

"Hows he going to do that?" Blurted out Kern turning his head to look back
at the Bard.

"Cullen grabbed Draknus giant still very hard cock," Replied the Bard
leaning forward and wrapping his hand around both his own and Kerns little
stiff prick, "And opened his mouth wider than is possible and placed
Draknus big fleshy cock in his mouth and began to suck with all his
strength."

Kern could not help but start breathing heavily as his cock was stroked
against the older mans hardness. Glancing ahead he saw the naked peasant
men all panting and sweating gazing right at him as they all frantically
jerked off sensing the climax of the story approaching.

"W... Why," panted Kern feeling that tingling feeling building up deep down
inside, "why did he....suck the grand masters..... dick?"

"because," Whispered the Bard into kerns ear while gently nibbling the
edges of the soft skin, "As Drakus spurt forth his warrior seed, Cullun
swallowed it all inside his little belly and gained all of Drakus manly
powers for himself."

Kerns body suddenly tensed up and the Bard knew the boy was crossing over
the edge into orgasm so quickly the Bard fell forwards onto his knees with
Kern still held on his lap jerking the boys penis into an eruption of
shivering shockwaves that raked through kerns young body. Little spurts of
clear liquid leaped from the red heads tiny piss slit as kern cried out
shrills of bliss sending the Bard himself into orgasm.

The Bard held tight to the shaking naked small body across his lap as his
man cock sticking up between Kerns spread legs spat thick globs of cum up
across the boys belly and chest. The Bard then quickly grabbed Kern by the
jaw facing his head towards the frantically jerking peasants who had each
leaped forward and started to spurt rope after rope of hot man cum over
Kerns held face and into his open mouth.

"Swallow young warrior," Said the Bard as Kern began to cough and choke a
little drowning in a mouth full of slimy peasant cum, "it'll make you
stronger and braver just as it did Cullun."

Kerns entire body moved in a sort of pulsating rhythm as he started to
swallow it all down.



The Tavern Owner arrived to find Kern almost a sleep drunk, exhausted and
naked laying on top of a pile of equally exhausted naked peasant men. The
pale little cum covered body of the boy contrasted against the sweaty hairy
adult bodies, sperm still dribbling from the side of his smiling lips.

"By kernos, look at you," Said the tavern Owner picking the twelve year old
up over his shoulder and patting the boys smooth butt, "You did a lot of
growing up this night"

The Tavern owner carried Kern to the side room where Finn and Medwin were
sound sleep. He pulled the blanket off and placed Kern in the middle of the
two other naked sleeping boys, a little moan of comfort escaping Kerns lips
as he snuggled amongst his friends.

The Tavern owner stepped back and looked down a the picture before
him. Three beautiful young boys sleeping in each other's arms. He quickly
took out his cock and jerked it fast. His eyes roaming over the boys
delicate feet, long legs, the firm globes of their soft smooth butts,
Medwins slender hips and the 'V' that directed the gaze to his smooth
hairless crotch. The Red heads little cum covered body, his tiny nipples
and still erect glistening cock. Finns rosy cheeks, red lips and perfect
bottom. All three hugged against the other, a leg over another leg, a foot
pressed against an ass.

All to quickly the Tavern Owner reached orgasm groaning as quietly as he
could releasing several jets of cum splattering over the sleeping boys
naked bodies. A few moments later the tavern Owner regained his senses
stuffing his softening cock in his pants and gently covering the boys up
with a blanket before leaving to return to the monster camp.


To be continued.......