Date: Mon, 15 Nov 2010 09:26:51 +0100
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: The Mercenary and the Friar 02/14 (Adult Youth)

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THE MERCENARY AND THE FRIAR
By Andrej Koymasky © 2010
Written on January 20th, 2003
Translated by the Author
English text kindly revised by Ed, a reader

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"THE MERCENARY AND THE FRIAR" is a gay story, with some parts containing
graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion,
family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better
not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't
care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my
welcomed guest.

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TWO - Neil chooses Augustin

When Neil saw the ill novice enter in the apse supported by the monk and
another novice, he had been hit at once. The other novice, the one
assisting the ill boy, if he understood correctly, was called Augustin.
He was a boy with an angelic face, wonderful, pure, and yet sensual. He
had full and coloured lips, an oval face, finely waved black hair,
luminous eyes framed by long and well-parted eyebrows and long black
eyelashes.

Neil felt at once conquered by him and thought he had at all costs to
have that boy. He hoped that nobody chose Augustin before him, but if it
happened, he was ready to bargain with his colleague in order to have
him. The frock didn't let show the shape of the boy's body, but his face
and his hands were more than sufficient to make Neil's blood boil in his
veins.

From the time the boy entered, Neil did nothing but look at him. Yes, he
had to have that Augustin. And as he was a novice and therefore didn't
have a personal room, he had to find either a room in the guests' wing
or else to dislodge his room a monk that nobody chose to fuck.

He almost didn't look at the scene of the abbot being fucked. All his
attention was addressed to the sweet Augustin. The boy never looked
towards him - at times he looked with worried care at his ill companion,
at times the scene of the two soldiers that were fucking the abbot. When
this scene started, the boy blushed but didn't turn away his eyes. That
blushing made him, if possible, even more desirable at the eyes of Neil.

Then finally the choice of the "rooms" started. Some of the men before
him chose to sleep alone in the guests' rooms, but just a few of them.
Most of the men chose a boy or a young monk. They then went to settle
in, in order to be ready for the suppertime. Nobody had yet chosen
Augustin, and Neil on one hand was happy, but on the other hand
astounded. The boy was so beautiful that it seemed impossible to Neil
that none of his companions chose him.

Finally, the captain called his name. Neil went towards the boy, looking
him in the eyes. Now also the boy, serious, looked in his eyes. When
Neil was in front of Augustin, the boy stood up, without uttering a
word.

While the captain was calling another name, Neil asked the boy, "You
don't have a personal room, right?"

"No, se–or." Augustin answered in a very low voice.

The boy's voice was also beautiful, caressing and sweet, and Neil
thought, also sensual. He smiled at him, but the boy remained serious,
going on to look straight in his eyes.

"Well, then, take me to see if there are still free rooms in the guests'
wing." the mercenary said.

"Yes, se–or. Marcos, will you take care of him?" he asked another of the
young friars pointing to his ill companion. Then he addressed the
mercenary, "Come with me." he said and set off.

Neil followed him and observed his perfect nape of the neck, also
sensual. He hoped that their stay there would not be too short. He
wanted to enjoy this splendid boy as long as possible. They passed
through doors and corridors. The young friar was walking light and sure
and his frock was lightly rustling, while the boots of the soldiers
raised dry and hard echoes between the ancient walls. They were finally
in the guest quarters, which were resounding with the noises of the
soldiers who were already settling there.

"Here, se–or, this room is still free." the boy said.

"Good, let's go in." Neil answered. "Lock the door." he then said. He
took out of his sack the small Vaseline box and the condoms pack and put
them on the night table, then sat on the center of the bed. It was not a
wide bed, but enough for a good fuck. They could also sleep on it, if
they slept embraced, and he didn't dislike this thought at all. "Come
here, now." he said when the boy shut the door with the key.

Augustin went in front of him and stopped, always looking straight in
his eyes, serious.

"Strip naked, I want to see how you are built, under that soutane." Neil
said in a commanding and yet at the same time almost gentle tone.

The boy took off the black scapular and folded it on a chair. Then took
off the black frock and folded it too, putting it on that chair. He was
now wearing only wide brown trousers, long at the knees, and an old
darned T-shirt. The naked legs, between the knees and the ankles were
lightly hairy. He took off the T-shirt. The boy's chest was hairless, as
he liked, and also his arms. His nipples were small and pink, slightly
oval. There was a hollow navel in a smooth, flat belly. Neil was getting
aroused, his erection started to strongly push out under the cloth of
his battle dress.

Augustin untied the belt of plaited rope, unbuttoned his trousers and
took them off. Under them he wore white underpants long at mid thigh.
The boy bent down to take off his shoes and black socks then, without
standing up, he seized his underpants at the sides and lowered them,
taking them off also. He then straightened up, totally naked, in front
of the man. Neil could finally see the boy's pole. It was still soft and
was hanging from a triangle of black curled hair, between his thighs,
which were lightly hairy outside but hairless inside. He had the legs
and a penis of an adult, yet with a torso and a face still of a boy. He
was delightful, desirable, and almost too beautiful to be true. And he
was there, all for him.

"Turn around." the man asked, excited.

Augustin turned. His back was wide and straight, his waist narrow, his
buttocks small and firm, perfect. He made him turn again. The fair skin
contrasted agreeably with his slightly flushed face.

"You are really beautiful." the man murmured.

"Thank you." the boy answered almost in a whisper.

"Come to sit here on the bed, on my lap." the man said, stretching a
hand towards him.

The boy raised an arm, took that stretched hand and Neil slowly pulled
him to himself. Augustin climbed on the bed and sat on the lap of the
soldier, between his crossed legs, facing him and stretching his legs at
the sides of the man, Neil started to caress him all over his body, in a
light, intimate, sensual way.

"I like you a lot, Augustin." the man murmured, moved, trying to control
his burning desire.

The boy blushed lightly and looked him in the eyes, without answering.
The man went on to skilfully caress him until he felt the boy shudder
and, without needing to look down, understood that the boy was also
getting a hard-on.

"Did you already do it with somebody?" the man asked him in a low voice.

"No, never..." the boy answered in a whisper. He then added, whispering
with an even lower voice, "But I desired doing it... and now I will know...
I will know how it is."

"Don't you regret it?"

"Not at all."

"You desired doing it..."

"Yes, for a couple of years. But up to today... I didn't think that in
here such things happened."

"How old are you, Augustin?"

"Eighteen, soon."

"Do you know that you are really beautiful? I am glad having you here
with me. You aren't scared, are you?"

"No. You don't seem a bad man."

"Do you like how I'm touching you?"

"Yes, up to now I like it. You are getting me aroused..." he murmured and
lightly blushed again.

Neil took his face between his hands and, looking in those eyes dark but
shining like precious stones, said, "I want to kiss you."

"You can do anything you want, I'm here for you."

"You didn't chose it, I chose you."

"But I desired it, as I told you. I don't know if I will like it or not,
but as I have just confessed to you... I desired to try it."

"I will do it so that you will enjoy it, then..." the man murmured,
pleased.

Neil approached his face to that of the boy, and their lips met. Neil
brushed his lips against those of the boy then tested them with the tip
of his tongue. The boy opened his lips and stuck out his tongue to meet
that of the man. Neil sucked it gently, then pushed his tongue inside
the boy's mouth, who in his turn sucked the man's tongue.

The soldier opened and took off his belt, opened his battle dress and
pulled the boy against his strong chest, now covered only by the thin
green T-shirt. He deeply kissed the boy while caressing his neck,
shoulders, and back. The boy shuddered and at times let out low moans.

When they parted, the boy asked him, "Why don't you too undress, se–or?"

"You will undress me, boy. Come, let's stand up."

They got off the bed. Augustin further opened the soldiers' combat dress
shirt and also the buttons at his wrists and took it off the man's body.
He then took off his green T-shirt. Neil was looking at him with a smile
- the boy was now also showing a conspicuous erection but he still had a
serious expression. Then Augustin opened the buckle and opened the man's
trousers. Neil helped him to take them off. The boy crouched down and
untied his boots, then took them off along with the socks.

"I would need a good bath..." the man excused himself thinking that his
feet didn't have a good smell.

"It doesn't matter. You will take it afterwards." the boy said
straightening up.

He then opened the man underpants and lowered them to his knees. The
boxers slipped down to Neil's ankles, and he kicked them out. The eyes
of the boy were now riveted on the naked, hard and erect rod of the man.

"It's big!" the boy murmured almost with respect and awe.

"No, it's middle size. Some of my mates have much bigger ones I can tell
you... Do you fear it is too big for you?"

"Possibly... but I don't mind."

"I don't want to hurt you, boy. I want to enjoy you, and make you also
enjoy me..." the man said, caressing his hair.

"I guessed it. You like boys, don't you?"

"Yes, and I like you to die for. I never saw, nor ever had such a
beautiful boy as you are!" he said holding him in his arms and hugging
him tight, he kissed him again. Now the boy returned the kiss with
greater participation. "Come, Augustin, let's go back on the bed..." the
mercenary said in a low voice.

They lay down and Neil embraced him again, going on top of him. Their
erections brushed against each other, and they kissed again.

"Will you make me try everything?" the boy asked with a mixture of fear
and of longing.

"Of course, everything. And all I will do to you, afterwards you will do
to me." the man confirmed.

"Good..." the boy lightly sighed.

Neil went down to lick and suck the boy's little nipples then gently
bite them. Augustin moaned and arched up his body.

"Did I hurt you?" Neil asked him.

"No... I like it too much... Don't worry, do all you want." the boy
answered, reassured by that caring question.

Neil slowly moved further down, at first on the boy's belly then between
his thighs, licking, kissing, biting and sucking, but he avoided the
turgid genitals. Augustin was now moaning almost non-stop, seized by a
growing pleasure. And finally, making him spread his legs a little, he
started to lick and suck the small firm testicles and their small sack
tense against the pole root, while with his fingers he brushed the boy's
hard nipples. Augustin started for the intensity of the sensations.

Then Neil went up along the hot rod of the boy, licking it, lingered on
the reddened glans, then made all the pole slip inside his mouth, with a
greedy pleasure. The boy arched up his body again, trembling like a
violin string.

"Oh! It's this, then... it's too good!" he murmured with a raspy voice.

Neil bobbed his head up and down, sucking, moving his tongue unceasingly
on that young, beautiful and quivering pole, until he was aware that the
boy was dangerously close to the orgasm's explosion. He then slowed
down, slowly abandoned that hyper sensitive pole and went up again,
until he lay again on his top, then kissed him.

"Do you like it?" the man asked him, looking in his luminous eyes.

"Incredibly! But you like doing it too?"

"Very much. You have a good taste, my boy. And you are all beautiful."

"Don't tell me that too often, or I will end up believing you." Augustin
said, and for a moment a mischievous smile fluttered in his eyes.

"And you have to believe me, my boy. I like you too much."

"Now... it's my turn, isn't it?"

"Yes, all right." the man said lying at the side of the boy, who went on
top of him.

Then the boy conscientiously did the entire journey that the man had
just done on him. Neil was delighted. Notwithstanding he at times was
somewhat awkward, the boy was devoting himself to the man with a real
enthusiasm, and was giving him strong and wonderful sensations. When
Neil made him stop to avoid coming, the boy slipped again upwards and
they kissed again.

"I am not so good, am I?" the boy asked him.

"No, to be your first time, you are rather good. But you, are you
enjoying it?"

"It is a little weird and a little good. I liked having in my mouth the...
your... thing."

"The cock. Call it with his name." the man giggled.

"I am not used to..."

"I think you will get used to it." the man murmured.

Then Neil resumed his journey, but when he reached the boy's thighs, he
made him raise his legs and pushed them against his chest, to get full
access to the small and firm ass of Augustin. He rummaged with his nose
and his tongue between the sinewy buttocks, until he reached and licked
the hidden hole. Augustin let out a loud moan and with both hands he
spread his buttocks to give more room to the man. Neil worked the hole
for a long time with his tongue and his fingers, until he felt that the
boy was ready. He then sank a finger in the Vaseline small jar and
gently pushed it inside the virgin hole of the boy. The anus slowly
opened and received the entire finger, while the boy was moaning lowly.
Then Neil started to move his finger, until he found the boy's prostate.
He felt it and the boy had a start and moaned louder. Neil moved his
finger back and forth, brushing it against the prostate.

"Oh, stop it, please, stop it..." the boy said.

"Does it bother you?" the man asked, stopping.

"No, it's just that I am about to come and I know you still don't want
me to, right?"

Neil smiled, "Yes, you're right... But then, you liked it?"

"I never tried anything so strong, so special... Yes, I like it up to now.
But... your... cock is much bigger than your finger, and..."

"I will prepare you well. It could possibly annoy you a little at first,
it can even hurt you a little, but then you will see that you will like
it. Anyway, I don't want to hurt you, I want you to enjoy it."

"But you are the one who has to enjoy himself, aren't you?"

"But if you enjoy it with me, my pleasure will be stronger, Augustin..."

"Well, I have been possibly lucky to have been chosen by you who likes
boys. Another man, I think, would not have so much care and patience
with me. This is why I confessed to you I would have liked to try it..."
the boy said, and this time for a moment he had a sweet smile.

Neil caressed him, and the boy caressed the man.

The Augustin added, almost thoughtful, "You have a really handsome body,
and also a very beautiful... cock."

Neil smiled, above all for the hesitation that the boy had before
pronouncing that "indecent" word that he anyway used.

So he asked him, "Do you like my cock?"

"Yes."

"Did you see many of them?"

"Only mine."

"But how? Not even those of your companions?"

"We have always to change in the bathroom, and the showers are single
boxes. I never saw my mates totally naked. Well... earlier I saw those of
the abbot and of the two soldiers who did... who had..."

"Who fucked him."

"Yes. And yours is more beautiful."

"Also the abbot's cock was not bad at all..."

"It could be. Who would have said that he too... But I am glad doing it
with you."

"I too, and I am even more glad as you seem to like it."

"Would you have taken me also if I didn't like it?"

"Yes, I think I would. It has been too long since I have had sex, I
really need it."

"Well, I have been much longer than you, for almost eighteen years!" the
boy smiled.

Neil ruffled the boy's hair. Augustin wanted to do to the man all he did
to him. Then again Neil took care of the boy. This time, after preparing
him for a good time, tried to penetrate him. He had the boy's ankles on
his shoulders and looked in his eyes while he was gradually increasing
his pressure.

"Relax, Augustin. The more you relax the less it will annoy you, and the
more you will like it. Relax..."

"I'm trying, but I can't..." the boy murmured.

"Let's put some more Vaseline then. And you, when I push, try to push as
if you had to shit. So it will possibly be easier..." the man suggested.

Finally the boy's anus started to yield and Neil felt he was gradually
received in the so very tight and hot receptacle. The boy gave a light
grimace and the man at once stopped pushing, to give time to the boy's
body, and even more to his mind, to get used to that unusual invasion.
Both were starting to sweat for the tension, as Neil was trying to
control himself and Augustin to relax. The man started again to push and
conquered another small stretch of the incredibly tight channel.

"It seems even bigger than it is..." the boy said in a low voice, more to
himself than to the man. Then said, "It is all right, you can go on. You
don't need to stop every centimetre you get in, do you now?"

"But if it hurts you..."

"But you said that afterwards it becomes good, didn't you? That I will
get used to it, won't I?"

"Yes, but one doesn't get used to it in one only time, but in several
times."

"And you, how long will you stop here?"

"As long as we are not called elsewhere. At the least we could have to
leave even tomorrow..."

"Then it would be better if we do it often, wouldn't it?" the boy asked,
serious.

Neil smiled, "I can't ask anything better, my boy."

"You really like me?"

"Very much."

"Push now, se–or, enter totally inside me. If your... cock touches that
spot inside me, I think I will enjoy it, wouldn't I?"

"I think you will..." Neil said and resumed pushing and slowly sinking in
the hot and stretched hole of the boy, so eager in spite of all.

Yes, he had been lucky to have got Augustin, and not only because he was
so very beautiful. Now that the glans was completely beyond the
sphincter, the hard rod was slipping inside without any more problems.
Neil was controlling himself to go slowly, but he also saw that the boy
was now more relaxed. The soldier thought it was too good sinking in
that virgin channel, so eager to be conquered. For a moment he thought
he would kidnap that boy and take him with him. Finally, his groin was
strongly pushed against the small spread buttocks. He stopped, breathed
deeply almost to get more air after the long toil of that conquest. The
boy made his anus palpitate.

"How are you, Augustin?"

"It's weird... as if I needed to go to the toilet... but it is not bad at
all."

"It's natural, you are not yet used to it. But it doesn't hurt you, does
it?"

"No, not hurt, just a little annoyance. But I am also glad having you
inside me..."

"Really? And why?"

"I don't know. I have yet to discover it. Possibly, if we do it often
enough, many times, I will understand it..." the boy thoughtfully
murmured.

Neil smiled to him. Them slowly, he started to move in and out, caring
to make his rod brush against the boy's prostate. Augustin widened his
eyes and opened his mouth.

"What's up?" Neil asked him.

"The pleasure... it's really beginning..." the boy whispered, and caressed
the man's strong chest.

Neil then started to move in and out of the tight channel with more
vigour, and faster. The boy was tensing and relaxing almost as if he was
struggling between his will and his instinct. Neil was feeling an
incredibly strong pleasure and understood that he could not control
himself much longer. Gradually his rhythm became faster and stronger.
And soon the boy started to answer with his entire body to that ride.
The pleasure became so intense that Neil was no longer able to control
himself, his rhythm broke, became uncoordinated, he started to moan
loudly and finally unloaded inside the boy with a set of disordered
strokes and strong contractions. And finally, he let himself go down,
panting on top of Augustin's body.

After he relaxed a little, he said to the boy, "Now it's up to you to
make me feel your nice cock all inside me. You don't need to prepare me,
I'm already used to it. Go on, fuck me."

The boy nodded, serious. The swapped their positions. Augustin made the
man's legs lean on his shoulders, aimed with his beautiful hard pole on
the man's anus and started to push. He slipped entirely inside the man
with one only push, to the root, without difficulty.

"It's... it's great..." the boy murmured in an almost astounded expression.

"Yes, I too like it. Your cock is really of the right size to please me.
Go on, fuck me hard and fast, but don't come too soon, take all your
pleasure." the man said him with a smile, and caressed his body.

The boy started, at first slowly, almost hesitantly, then increasingly
fast and with more vigour, and his face opened in a pleased smile. He
then threw himself in an enthusiastic ride, with such a force that at
times he slipped out of the welcoming man's channel and had to put it
again inside.

Neil spurred him with a low voice, brushing his nipples, caressing his
sides and thighs, and the boy was moaning aloud, his face reddened, his
eyes shut to better savour the strong sensations that he was
experiencing for the first time in his life. Neil looked at him tossing
on top of him and thought that the boy was really too beautiful. He
raised a little his torso, leaning his elbows at his sides, until with
his lips he managed to reach a nipple of the boy, and he gently bit it.

Augustin moaned aloud and increased his tempo. Neil could feel that the
boy was getting closer and closer to the first orgasm of his life, at
least to the first enjoyed with another man. The strong mercenary
tightened his hole and bit the boy's nipple even more strongly. Augustin
suddenly stiffened, sank deep inside him with all his means and with a
set of violent contractions, and with a long, low and chocked moan,
unloaded inside him, his entire body shaken by a strong trembling.

When the boy finally started to relax, his breath deep and heavy, his
face wet with sweat, Neil wrapped him between his arms and legs, kissed
and caressed him tenderly, waiting for Augustin to be again master of
his body.

The boy emitted a long, low sigh, opened his eyes and met the soldier's
look.

"How was it, boy?"

"Incredible. Really incredible." Augustin said with shining eyes.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"You promised me..." the boy murmured.

"Sure. But it was not said I would succeed."

"And you, did you like it?"

"Very much. You are a real colt, I like you more and more."

"Thank you."

When they were fully relaxed, the boy asked, "I am at your service.
Anything you need, just ask me."

"I would like to wash my dirty clothes, clean my things. But I would
like to have a good bath, before all. Supper time is quite near."

"I will prepare your bath immediately. After supper I will take all your
clothes to the laundry. Let me take care of everything."

"And tonight you will sleep here with me, of course."

"Yes, of course. And if you want, you can take me again..."

"I think I will need some rest. In any case, tomorrow morning when we
wake up I will give you an encore."

"Then it could possibly be better if I don't sleep with you, so you will
be more comfortable."

"No, I want to have you here in bed with me tonight. If we are squeezed,
so much the better. I don't know how long I can enjoy you, but even it
is just your closeness it is a pleasure for me."

"As you like, se–or."

Augustin got up and wearing only his frock on his naked body, and with
bare feet, went to prepare his bath. He was back soon after. "The tub is
full, se–or. If you want to come..."

Neil wore only clean trousers and followed the boy, he too barefooted.
They went in the bathroom.

"Should I wait for you in your room, se–or?"

"No, stay here. I would like you to wash me."

"Sure, se–or, willingly." The boy said, shut the door with the bolt,
quickly taking off his frock while the man entered in the tub.

The boy soaped his body and hair and brushed them.

"May I... soap you here also, se–or?" he asked.

Neil noticed with pleasure that the boy didn't say "should I" but "may
I", and nodded with a smile.

ÒBut don't linger there too long, or else you will arise my yen once
again," he said, than asked, "Does it still hurt you?"

"No, it doesn't hurt, you didn't hurt me, I told you. I am just feeling
a slight annoyance, if I have to be truthful."

"You too should take a bath, the warm water would soothe a little the
annoyance you are feeling."

"I don't think there is time before supper, se–or."

"Then come in the tub with me."

"But you will be uncomfortable."

"But I will enjoy feeling your body and you can wash me and I you, all
right?"

"As you like, se–or, of course."

They washed each other. Neil had to really make an effort not to start
again making love with the delightful boy. He noticed also that Augustin
had again an almost full erection.

He asked himself, when he would have to leave the monastery, if the boy
would have found another of the monks with whom to have sex? Of course
that monastery, or abbey as they called it, would never again be the
same after their passage.

The bell announced that the supper was ready. Augustin guided Neil to
the refectory. The captain was already sitting at the abbot's place, and
several soldiers, each with his boy at his side, were at their places.
Some of the boys chosen by the soldiers had a lost expression, some,
their cheeks wet with tears, while others were just serious. Only a few
seemed quiet like his Augustin.

The refectory resounded with the voices and laughter of the soldiers.
The monks were sitting at the last places, in a frowned silence.

"Ah, by the way, your abbot sends you all his greetings. He is sorry he
can't come, but as he is still naked and tied on his bed, that is on
mine, he cannot participate in this merry supper. Anyway, prepare
something to feed him, later."

"Captain, did you already fuck him?" one of the men asked aloud.

"Of course. And I got the feeling that he didn't regret it, as he got a
hard-on. Anyway he has a tight ass, I enjoyed it." the captain answered,
laughing.

One of the elder monks stood up and, shuddering with contempt, said,
"Captain, have a little respect for the place and the people here,
please!"

The captain laughed, "What's it to you, are you envious as none of my
men seem to appreciate your ass or your mouth? Shut up, old toad, or I
will order two of your colleagues to fuck you here and now, in front of
everybody."

The soldiers laughed and the monk sat down, with a dark expression, in
silence.

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 3

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