Date: Fri, 07 Apr 2000 22:42:07 CEST
From: ishy ishfahan <ishyi@hotmail.com>
Subject: Vania 3

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of pure fiction and deals withthe
subject of man/boy sex fantasizing. No real life boys were hurt in
themaking. It's intended as masturbation material and that's all.

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Vania 3

Chapter 3

Vania felt like he was climbing from a deep pit, as he woke the next
morning, his whole body ached from the beating that it had received
yesterday. As he gradually regained his senses he could suddenly feel the
man he was lying next to.  In his sleep he had cuddled up to him and Vania
had his arm across the chest of the man, he could feel the breath of the
man in his hair and a strong arm under his head holding onto his waist.
Oddly enough he did not feel scared as his memory gradually returned, he
opened his eyes and as they adjusted to the light in the room he found
himself staring into the eyes of a dragon.

He drew back quickly, but soon realised that it was the impressive tattoo
the blacksmith had on the left side of his chest and on his left arm. His
sudden movement had stirred the man and he drowsily replaced his
hand. Vania let the man hold him again; he looked more closely at the face
of the man holding him, Lanflayd had jet-black very short hair and a
clean-shaven face. The man was different than the local men who almost all
wore beards as proof of their manhood. His face looked friendly as he slept
there with a calm complacent smile on his face.

Vania knew that he might as well get as much sleep as he could because he
did not know when he would spend a night in a clean and warm bed again. He
had taught himself to fall asleep under any circumstance, something that
was useful in his profession. Men had to be very cold-hearted to disturb a
sleeping boy and that often saved him from working in the morning. So he
gradually cleared his mind and let himself drift away from the worries of
the real world.

Lanflayd woke to the sound of the first bell, and realised that the boy was
lying practically on top of him and that he had his hand on the boy's
smooth stomach. He could not help stroking it with his fingers; he did it
softly to avoid awakening the angel by his side. The silky feeling of the
skin beneath his hand was enchanting but the sound of someone knocking on
the door of the forge brought him back to the real world al too quickly.
He gently laid the boy on the bed as he rose and tucked the blanket in
around him, the boy only cuddled up and slept on.

He quickly dressed and went down the stairs and opened the door. The man
knocking was the lieutenant; he saluted Lanflayd as he entered the forge.

"Welcome here I am Erit Kantis Lieutenant and in charge of the cavalry
stationed here. I hope we will work well together"

"Thank you I am Lanflayd the blacksmith"

Lanflayd answered the young man, the lieutenant did not look a day over 20
but Lanflayd was sure he was a good officer, there was something about Erit
that made Lanflayd want to obey. The lieutenant was a natural leader, one
of those people whose mere presence instils courage in the men he commands.

"I have three horses that need your attention today, I will send them over
just after noon so u have a few hours to unpack and prepare. Two of the
horse just need new shoes, the last one is lame"

"Ok I will be ready at noon"

The lieutenant smiled

"Goodbye Lanflayd see you at dinner.  You are invited to dine with the
duke, he has a great passion for horses"

"Goodbye I will see you later"

"Before I forget here is a little bread and cheese from the kitchen"

"Thank you sir"

The lieutenant smiled, saluted and left. The bread and cheese was a
pleasant surprise, as a non-military person he was expected to cook for
himself ordinarily. He now had 5 hours to get ready for work, plenty of
time. He quickly unpacked his tools that he had set down in the forge
yesterday, and checked that he had everything he needed. He thought
everything was there but only time would show if he was right. He walked
out into the castle square and looked around, it was already busy and full
of people, mostly military but also many civilians.

He would be the only blacksmith in both town and castle, so the civilians
would probably help him, keep a good income. But his contract stipulated
that he had to do what the military needed, before he could work for
himself.

Suddenly the boy he had left in bed drifted back into his mind. He went
into the forge and closed the door, and as he grabbed the bread and cheese
he climbed the stairs. The boy was still asleep when he entered the room so
he put the food down on the table and went downstairs for some water.  He
drew a bucket of water from the well; there was a small pump in his forge
that must be connected to a main reservoir that served as the castle's
water supply.

He fed the fire in the forge and put the largest pot onto the stove filled
with water, after a journey like that he needed a bath.

As he returned to his room he went over to the bed and turned the boy over
so he could see is face. As he moved the hair from the boy's face he saw
the damage it had sustained yesterday there was a large very nasty looking
bruise just over the left temple. The right eye was black and slightly
puffy. There were several smaller bruises. The boys had a slim and slightly
pointed face that along with a pair of large front teeth made him look a
little like a rat. As he lifted the blanket he could see that there were
several bruises and cuts on the boys legs. He silently wondered if the rest
of the boys body looked as bad as what he had seen already.  His eyes
drifted from the legs and up and suddenly he was looking into two beautiful
blue eyes, he was captivated by them and could not blink or look away the
boy might not be handsome but those eyes were enough to kill for. He needed
his entire willpower to pull away from them.

Vania woke up and saw the man standing over him, he looked up and locked
eyes with the man. There was something inexplicably kind in those jade
green eyes the same colour as the dragon on his chest. Vania was unable to
look away and he felt warm and safe inside, he could not help smiling up at
the man who immediately smiled back. Suddenly Vania's stomach broke the
silence with a loud groan.

"Hehe are u hungry Vania?"

Vania blushed

"Yes " he whispered

"Then come and eat " Lanflayd sat down at the table and cut pieces of bread
and cheese. Vania got up from the bed but as he got up he could not help
but groan loudly.

"You look as if you have been through a war, what happened to you?"
Lanflayd asked Vania told him a story about being beaten up by a drunk. He
did not want to be thrown out and he knew that boy prostitutes were as
welcome as foot warts.

Vania sat down and started to eat the food that was put before him quickly,
eating like a carnivore.  He had been almost constantly hungry the last few
months, but he only seemed to grow a little. He had always wanted to be
bigger but nature had apparently deserted him in that department.

Lanflayd could not help but smile at the way the boy ate, all growing boys
ate like wolves. But he could smell him across the table.

"After breakfast we will both need a bath"

"I'm not that dirty" Vania answered he had tried cold baths in winter
before and saw no real need to try it again.

"Yes you are, I am already boiling water for it"

Vania smiled at the thought of a warm bath, he also realised that now he
had a chance to see the blacksmith naked. The dark hair and green eyes
fascinated him. He had never seen anything like those eyes before, as
almost everybody was blond in this end of the empire.

"Ok but I'm not sure I will be able to wash myself properly its hurts an
awful lot"

"Well I could help you" Lanflayd smiled at the thought Vania saw the smile
and now he was sure the man was interested in him.

"Sounds good "Vania answered as he finished his food.

"I will get the bath ready," Lanflayd said

Lanflayd went down the stairs and rummaged through the forge until he found
a bathtub. He then brought it upstairs, as he entered the room Vania was
stretching himself in front of the window. The boy was slim as a reed, and
looked very cute in the far too big clothes. He paused for a second to
enjoy the show but as the boy turned he put the bathtub down on the
floor. He went down and got the pot with the boiling water went up the
stairs and poured the water in the tub.  He then went up and down several
times to get enough cold water to get the temperature right.

When he was finished he looked at Vania and said: "It's ready now"

Lanflayd slowly undressed until he was only wearing his shorts, he knew how
well built his job had made him, he was strong and well muscled without the
heaviness the usually develops in blacksmiths.

"I'll bath first and then I will wash you afterwards "

Lanflayd stripped out of his shorts and got in the bath and started to wash
he used soap and carefully washed every part of his body while he was
standing up in the tub before he sat down and rinsed himself.

Vania got treated to a god view of the man and enjoyed what he saw; the man
was smooth unlike the local men.  Lanflayd only had a small bush above his
dick and two small bushes in his armpits. The missing body hair made his
muscles glisten from the water.  His manhood was also rising slightly to
the occasion. It was large (Vania guessed it would be 6-7 inches when it
was in full bloom) but nowhere as large as for example the butchers. Vania
was staring at the man he was so beautiful, trimmed and well groomed as he
stood there looking like a hero from a story. He had never seen a man who
was as conscious of himself as Lanflayd was. Vania noticed how carefully
the man washed slowly getting every part of himself clean. Vania had gotten
used to wearing emotional armour but somehow Lanflayd made his heart leap
when he looked at him. When Lanflayd had rinsed off he got out and dried
himself in a towel, which he kept around his waist when he was dry.

"I might need that later " Lanflayd said and smiled

"Now it's your turn Vania, come over here and get undressed so we can clean
you"

Vania slowly walked over to the man, when he got there he stretched his
arms over his head and waited for Lanflayd to pull of his shirt The man
obliged quickly, and Vania loosened the string that held the large shorts
up. They dropped and he straightened himself.

The sight that met Lanflayd was both wonderful and horrible. He had not
believed the boy when he said that he was 13 years earlier, but now he saw
that it was entirely possible. The boy was not tall and he was slim, but
between his leg hung the proof that he had entered puberty, he had a small
crown of hairs over his dick, apart from that there was not a single body
hair. The boy's dick was in no way enormous, as it sat there on top of two
rather well sized balls, but on a boy as small as Vania it looked big. The
horrible part of the view was the amount of fresh and old sores and
bruises.  The majority of the bruises were new and the blue and black
colours looked alien on the boys pale body.  There was still a lot of dried
blood on the boy and he had clearly not had a bath for quite a long time.

"Jump in Vania" Lanflayd said

As Vania entered the tub Lanflayd poured some of the water over his head in
order to wet the boy. The water making contact with the different sores
made Vania wince, but he smiled at the man and said: "Please continue"

Lanflayd picked up the sponge he had used and started to work up a lather.
He started from the top with the long shaggy mane of hair, which he washed
several times with soap. In the end he had to settle to the fact that parts
of it were too filtered to work with.

He continued with the face and chest of the boy examining every sore to see
if it was healing well. He sponged him gently so, as not to hurt him too
much, but even though he took great care the boy would cry out from time to
time.  He continued down to the boy's dick, which had escaped from
damage. The firm and gentle hands of the man had an immediate effect on the
boy and his tool rose quickly to its full 4« inches.  It stood out from
the boy's body at a 90- degree angle it was a fat dick and when engorged
looked big Vania slim frame.

Lanflayd continue to work the dick and balls of the boy and pressed his
hands further between the boys legs to make sure he was soaped properly
behind the balls too. Vania was enjoying the handy work of the man
enormously and was moaning loudly. When Lanflayd moved down and started to
wash his legs he whispered:

"Please sir don't stop"

Lanflayd laughed softly and said, "Lets clean you first"

He then soaped the boy's legs giving his hurting muscles a gentle massage
at the same time. He turned the boy around and started washing the boys
back and as he worked lower onto the boys buns he suddenly stopped at the
sharp cry as he touched the boys rose.

"OUCHH!!!"

"Sorry Vania but I did not know you were hurt there"

"No its OK I was just surprised"

"Let me see it"

"No"

"Come on Vania"

"No"

"YOU have to Vania, now bend over"

Vania slowly bent down and gripped the rim of the tub as he altered his
stance to stand with greater distance between his feet.

Lanflayd slowly spread the boy's cheeks and looked at the boy's
entrance. It was very bruised and red and looked double the normal size for
a boy. Lanflayd suddenly realised how the boy made the money he needed to
live.

"That looks bad Vania did you have a rough customer"

"Yes" Vania whispered and started to cry loudly

"Easy boy easy boy its alright you are safe now"

"It's not alright! You were not meant to know" Vania cried

Lanflayd gripped the wet boy and hugged him tightly while he tried to
soothe him.

"Now you don't like me anymore" Vania sobbed

"Why not Vania"

"Because I am a whore and possed by the devil"

"Vania I have frequented whores many times in my life and they were all
boys so I don't care what you have been before. But we have to finish this
bath before you catch a cold "

"So you won't throw me out?"

"No but get ready I need to rinse you and the water in the tub is almost
black"

"You won't use cold water " Vania pleaded and tried to get out of the tub.
Suddenly a hand had grabbed him by the shoulder and held him there he had
no chance to escape the grip. He gave up and stood there while the
blacksmith got the bucket and poured the contents over him.

The cold water hit him like a brick wall, and he gave a loud scream with
his voice breaking up.

Suddenly he was standing in the tub shivering, he felt Lanflayd wrapping
him in a towel and lifting him out of the tub.  He set the boy down next to
the bed and sat on the bed while he rubbed the boy dry. He took special
care not to hurt the boy as he dried him and paid special attention to his
now very shrivelled organ. The gentle rubbing brought life back into the
boy an almost immediately got a hardon.

"I think this is ready to continue where we left off Vania" Lanflayd joked
Vania realised that this was as good a chance as any and immediately
answered

"Please continue it feels sooo good!"

Lanflayd could not have stopped even if he had wanted to. He pulled the boy
down on the bed next to him and tongue kissed him, the boy responded
willingly and sucked and played with the mans tongue. Lanflayd broke the
kiss and slowly licked and kissed his way down to the nipples of the boys
sucking and biting them he felt the boys hands on the back of his head
pushing him down.

Soon he was licking the boys pubic hair and seconds later he had the entire
dick in his mouth while he was massaging the boys balls and the sensible
area between the dick and the boys rose. The boy started pumping into the
eager mouth of the man as soon as lips met the tip of the dick. The boy was
so emotionally stressed and turned on at the same time he only lasted for a
few seconds before he came. Lanflayd took the first squirt in his mouth but
let the next 4 spill out onto the boy's stomach.

The boys semen was thin and creamy, not thick like that of a full-grown
man, but nor was it the clear honey of a prepubescent boy. He then cleaned
up the mess he had made savouring the sweet taste.

Lanflayd laid back as he watched the boy floating in post-orgasmic bliss,
he could feel his own dick hard as a rock poking out from the towel. The
boy returned to earth a couple of minutes later, he then slowly sat up and
removed the towel from Lanflayd. He admired the 7-inch dick that was only
slightly thicker than his own. He then opened his mouth and slowly
swallowed all 7 inches. This almost made Lanflayd explode on the spot but
the boy then worked his head up and down while using his tongue and a
finger in the ass of Lanflayd. The finger touching his prostate set off the
orgasm, which Vania swallowed greedily but the amount was too great and he
spilled a little which ran down the dick before Vania cleaned it up with
his tongue licking every drop that he spilt.  Lanflayd was far away when
Vania tongue kissed him, before the boy pulled the blanket around them both
as they cuddled close together.


The end for now