Date: Mon, 26 Jun 2006 12:04:56 -0400
From: m yonge <myonge@hotmail.com>
Subject: Eric A fairy tale revisited chapter2
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Eric - A fairy Tale revisited and then some Chapter 2
The men rode in silence for several minutes. Eric trailed
behind the young Duke. After sometime Richard slowed and
motioned Eric to come abreast. "Are you alright Master
Eric?" He could several bright welts on the lad's neck
where the switch had made contact. Fortunately there were
no marks on the boy's exquisite face.
Eric bowed his head " Yes My Lord . I am alright."
"It is good that she missed your face, I should be most
unhappy if your face had been harmed" He smiled at Eric
Eric could feel himself blush. What did the man mean by
that? His own loins were certainly responding just being
with the young duke.
"Master Eric, you know you may look at me, you will not be
punished"
Eric glanced up and their eyes met again as they had in the
kitchen. Eric's member jumped beneath his tunic. What he
did not know was that the young Lord's member also jumped
and moved as their eyes met.
They rode in silence for several minutes until they came to
gates of the palace. Eric could feel the stares of the
guards and the gate keepers as they rode in. He must look
like a peasant to them. He hung his head. What disgrace he
had brought to his father. Tears set in his eyes as he
followed the young duke in to the palace courtyard.
Servants came out to meet them. Richard gave rapid orders
to see to his young "friend" he called Eric. The servants
helped Eric down with all the courtesy that would afforded
any courtier that was visiting the palace.
Richard waited for Eric and proceeded into the palace.
Richard pointed out various things as they walked. Eric
could scarcely believe what was happening to him.
As they walked through the palace he became increasingly
aware of his filthy clothing. He did not fail to notice the
looks he was getting from everyone they met.
They came around one corner and Richard exclaimed. "Father!
You must meet the son of Sir Robert!"
To Eric's horror there standing in front of him was the duke
himself. He dropped to his knees, his head down. Tears
were streaming down his face. He could not have been more
shamed and mortified.
There was silence and then a gentle voice said. "Stand up
my son. Your father was a fine man and dear friend"
A hand which he recognized as Richard's was held out to him
to help him to his feet. He heard Richard relate what had
happened at the estate, and that they were going to
Richard's rooms to see to Eric's wardrobe for the day.
The "old" Duke said nothing as his son told of Lady Gertrude
and the beating she had laid on this boy. He put his hand
under Eric's chin and lifted his face. He touched one of the
welts on the side of his neck. Eric winced in spite of
himself. The next thing he knew a servant was sent to find
ointment to apply to the welts.
The old Duke, turning to Richard, told him to see that Eric
was bathed and dressed as befitted his station as a son of a
favoured knight of the realm. With that he continued on
down the hall, giving instruction to the various officers of
the court that he had hovering about him.
Richard led Eric up to his apartment. There was a steaming
tub of water in the center of the main room waiting for him.
A man servant came forward and proceeded to undress Eric,
much to his distress.
Richard came to his side. "There is nothing to fear Master
Eric. No one will hurt you here, there are just us men
here." Richard noticed as did his manservant that there
were more than just the welts on his neck. There were in
fact many fresh and old marks and bruises on his back and
chest and arms. This young man had been beaten on many
occasions. Richard pursed his lips and shook his head
slightly at the manservant who was looking at the marks and
at him enquiringly.
By now Eric was standing naked head bowed before the young
Duke. He was not aware of the silent communication that was
going on between the other two men he was too distressed at
what was happening to him. To his utter and complete
embarrassment he was totally erect.
The duke smiled at him. Softly he said . and Eric wasn't
sure if it was to the servant or to him or both. "That is a
beautiful piece"
Eric was helped into the tub. The servant was dismissed.
When Eric looked up Duke Richard was on his knees beside the
tub. He had taken his doublet off so that his upper body
was bare. In his hand he held a sponge.
"My Lord. " Eric blushed deeply and tried to get out of the
tub. "you can't . I ."
Richard said nothing but restrained him from getting up as
he dipped the sponge in the water and began to rub the
completely disconcerted Eric. Washing under his arms and
across his chest. With another "cloth" That looked
actually like a piece of lambskin with the wool still on it
Richard taking a deep breathe began to wash Eric's legs. As
he went down the thigh he came in contact with a very hard
member. His own member was straining in his pants.
He gently took the member in the cloth and stroked it up and
down a couple times. Eric leaned back in the tub and moaned
in spite of himself. Richard smiled to himself and
continued to wash the boy, making sure that he spent time on
his member and ball sac.
When he was content that Eric was "clean" enough he stood up
and had him stand in the tub and step out. He threw a
cloak that the servant had draped over a chair around the
lad who was shivering slightly
"Eric" he said "You have nothing to be ashamed of with your
member." He took it into his hand. "It is a beautiful
sight my boy, I would like to get to know it more closely ."
he paused looking at the boy's face. Eric's eyes were
closed. He was obviously both embarrassed but enjoying the
touch of Richard's hand on his member. "I would like for
you to get to know mine as well."
With that he took one of Eric's hands and brought it
against his own aching member. Eric had no problem feeling
it through the fabric of his pants. He watched Eric's eyes
open wide and then saw him blush deep red. He didn't try to
pull his hand away though.
They stared into each other's eyes and then Richard leaned
forward and kissed the young knight. Their lips lingered
together.
"My Lord.." began Eric pulling back slightly
"It is fine Eric, it is fine. Richard turned away and went
to the door. He opened it slightly and told the servant
that he would not be needing him at present but that they
would be down for the midday meal. Then he closed the door
and Eric saw him lock it.
Richard turned and smiled at Eric.
The "old" Duke could not get rid of the image of the son of
his old friend Sir Robert from his mind. There were a
number of things that were reeling through his mind about
the lad. The welts on his neck, from the whipping he had
received from Lady Gertrude. He shook his head in anger.
What a disagreeable woman! He had known her for many years
and had even tried to dissuade his old friend from marrying
her. She had already driven one husband to his grave by
that time. So the Duke had not been surprised when Sir
Robert only two years after marrying her had also succumbed
to her vile treatment, and had died.
It had surprised him however to find that Sir Robert's son
was still alive, and obviously healthy notwithstanding the
welts and who knows what other injuries he had sustained
under the "gentle" Lady's care. No doubt her sons had a
hand in it as well. He had already heard of the sorry state
of Wulfgan's wife. The man had learned his cruelty and
abuse well from his mother. His wife's father had come to
see the Duke to see if there was some way to protect his
daughter.
There was little the "old" Duke could do. There was a fine
line between what was considered acceptable disciplining of
one's family, wife, children and cruel abuse. The man was
good at what he did and there was never any substantial
proof, that the girl didn't trip and fall down the stairs as
opposed to be pushed, and things like that. The duke knew
though that it would not be long before he would hear of
Wulfgan in "mourning" over the unfortunate death of his
"dear" wife, or child. He shook his head sadly.
However there was something that he could do for young Eric.
By law Eric was the rightful heir of Sir Robert's estate.
That was why he was so surprised that Eric was still alive.
He was sure that Lady Gertrude was aware of the legal matter
in this case. He was also sure that she would not let Eric
stand in the way of one of her sons. How had that boy
survived?
The other thing that was troubling him was the way his son
Richard was looking at Eric. What was he going to do about
the boy? He had no interest in women, there was nothing
that could entice him to marry. He wouldn't even take a
wench with the other men. The old man sighed. At least he
was the youngest of four sons. It was not as if he would
inherit the Duchy. The problem was what would he inherit?
If he married at least he would be able to tie himself to
another noble family. It might also mean the ability to
make some profitable alliance with another Margrave or Duchy
or even Kingdom. He could live with the boy's predilection
for other men if he would only just marry for the sake of
respectability. He would have to talk to the boy again. He
chuckled to himself, "The Boy" The boy was already a man,
he was 21 years old. At that age he already had three
children (one of them legitimate).
His thoughts turned again to Master Eric. He must do
something. Sir Robert had saved his life in battle now he
must do something for Sir Robert, if through his son. He
would have to think on that.
The Duke turned to one of his aides and requested the
records of the Estate of the late Sir Robert to be brought
to him in his study.
Richard turned from the door, Charles, his manservant would
not disturb them barring emergencies until the midday meal.
He walked over to Eric, who had not moved. "So master Eric,
shall we go into another room and see if we cannot find you
some clothes that are more befitting your position. You are
the son of a Knight, and a much loved knight, not some
peasant that works in his fields" He took Eric's hand and
led him into his bedchamber.
Closing that door behind them he turned to Eric and drew him
into an embracing kiss. Eric melted into his arms. He no
longer fought but allowed himself to respond to the ducal
tongue that was probing at his lips. He struggled to keep
his knees from buckling.
When Richards hand found his aching member he released a
loud moan that could only be interpreted as extreme
pleasure. Richard not releasing his embrace gently moved
toward the bed, and gently lowered him onto it. Raising
himself he quickly removed his own remaining clothing gazing
on the young man lying on the bed before him. Then lowering
himself again onto the lad with his torso raised, he opened
up the robe that covered Eric. He then proceeded to kiss
and suckle the boy's nipples which were hard with the sexual
excitement of the moment. He then moved down Eric's torso
to the prize that he was lusting so mightily after. It was
firm and oozing that delicious salty gel like fluid. He
licked up the fluid that had already spilled onto Eric's
belly.
Eric for his part was moaning his pleasure. Without
realizing himself his hands were caressing the young Duke's
scalp and combing through his thick long dark hair. This
only encouraged Richard on. Eric's hips were starting to
move up and downs slightly. Richard knew it would not be
long and he would be drinking this youth's seed.
Looking briefly at this most delectable prize he opened his
mouth licked his lips and slid his mouth over Eric's
throbbing manhood. "OOOOOOHHHNNNNNNN MY LORD!!!" Eric
called out in spite of himself.
He released probably the most massive intense spillage of
seed he had ever experienced into "his Lord's" mouth. He
held onto Richard's head as his hips bucked up and down
driving his manhood deep into the young Lord's mouth and
throat time and time again until the moment of the extreme
love and passion passed. He lay there gasping for breath.
He felt Richard release his manhood and then crawl up his
body till they were once again face to face. "Ohhhh my
Lord, that was wonderful" Eric gasped "I thank you"
Richard smiled at him and then they kissed once again. This
time Eric tasted something peculiar realizing that Richard
was sharing his own seed with him. They were fervent with
their kisses and caresses. Eric finally dared to reach down
laying hold of Richard's piece. It was from what he could
feel somewhat bigger than his about a handspan, truly
prodigious.
Richard did not respond to Eric's touch as Wulfgan had,
rather he encouraged Eric to take hold of it and play it.
Eric could feel the same slippery fluid that he had.
Richard rolled off Eric and onto his back. He looked at
Eric and smiled. It was all the encouragement that Eric
needed. Repeating what Richard had done earlier he sucked
at the prince's nipples. Richard almost immediately
responded with his hands on Eric's head. Eric did not take
long to move down to Richard's now very swollen member. He
turned his head slightly to glance up at Richard. The young
Duke's eyes were closed, his face an image of total
pleasure.
Eric turned back to the task at hand. He licked the fluid
that was oozing from the tip of the member and then as
Richard had down he opened his mouth wide and took the head
into his mouth. He was surprised at the flavour of it.
There was a slight acrid saltiness that he put down to the
sweat that both of them were pouring in the intensity of
their love making. It was actually an entirely pleasant
taste. He allowed the member to slide further in, until he
started to gag. He pulled back a bit, and started to suck
on it.
Richard was now completely aroused. This was not like some
of the boys he had been with, that serviced him only because
they had to. This man seemed to want to, no, that was
wrong, there was no doubt that Eric wanted this as much as
he did. It felt so good. It felt like nothing he had ever
had before. He lay back with his eyes closed allowing Eric
to make love to his member. He didn't try to contain the
climax in any attempt to make it last longer, it just came
with an extreme surge of ecstasy and bliss overwhelming him.
He groaned out loud as it over took him.
Eric gently sucked on the man when suddenly with a loud
groan from Richard and the man's fingers suddenly tightening
on his head he found himself the recipient of volumes of
manseed filling his mouth and throat. He swallowed as
quickly as he could until the moment subsided. He didn't
let go of "his Lord" until he was certain that there was no
more to be milked from the now semi-limp member. He crawled
up to meet his Master's mouth. The held each other for some
time, kissing and sharing their seed till they finally dozed
off in each other's arms.
In the distance Richard heard the soft tolling of a church
bell. There was a soft rap at the door.
"Yes Charles" he called
"Time to prepare for the midday meal my Lord" came a
muffled voice from behind the door.
"Thank you Charles"
Richard looked into Eric's face as it lay there on his
shoulder. He kissed him gently on the mouth. "time to
arise my dear one" He said gently rousing him.
Eric's eyes fluttered open. and then burst open with a look
of fear as he tried to remember where he was.
Richard laughed softly and then kissed him again. Eric
remembered and returned the kiss.
"We must dress it is time for the midday meal."
Both men got up and padded naked across the floor to another
smaller room which contained more clothes and finery than
Eric had ever seen. Richard quickly and efficiently chose a
fine blue silk and velvet doublet and robe. There were
pantaloons and silk stockings to match. Eric cut a very
handsome figure.
Richard chose a similar fashion in red. Both men wore knee
length boots. Another soft knock came at the door as they
were coming back into the bedchamber
"Come in Charles"
The old servant entered and bowed.
"Well Charles does he not look fine?"
Charles looked Eric over from top to bottom "Very fine
indeed m'Lord"
"M'Lord" he continued "Your father has asked that you and
er.. your guest join him for the midday meal
"We will join Father, Charles, I have a proposal I wish to
make to him."
Duke John was already there when they entered the Dining
Hall. He pouring over a pile of documents. Richard looked
over at his father and laughed. "Father can you not stop
long enough to eat your meal?"
The duke looked up and smiled at the two young men before
him. "Ah Master Eric, I was looking at some of the
documents of your estate. It seems that you are a little
behind in the taxes."
Eric blushed deep red. Bowing he flustered "My Lord I had
no idea, I will see that they are paid up immediately"
The duke laughed. "No you shan't but your step mother
shall, wait and see"
It was then that both noticed that there were three extra
services set on the table besides their own.
Richard was about to ask, when they heard a bustling of feet
coming down the hall behind them.
He heard one of the chamberlains say "If you will wait here
m'Lady I will announce you"
And then the shrill voice of a woman, a voice that made Eric
blanch visibly.
"Get out of my way useless fool, the duke himself invited
us, what need have I to wait on a worthless servant!"
Rikard, elderly chamberlain to the Duke stumbled back into
the room as he was clearly pushed out of the way as Lady
Gertrude, Wulfgan and Wilhelm entered the hall.
Lady Gertrude glanced at Eric in his finery, and then looked
darkly at him. "What is he doing here? Where did you get
those clothes? Has he stolen something?" She fired off in
rapid succession
"I shouldn't doubt" sneered Wulfgan
"Madam .!" The duke caught himself and then more softly
invited Lady Gertrude, Wilhelm and Wulfgan to sit. Richard
and Eric sat down as well, opposite the three. Eric was
shaking with fear. Out of sight of the others Richard took
his hand and gave it a squeeze.
The meal was served and the Duke managed the keep the
conversation to the weather and the state of the roads for
some time. It was clear that Lady Gertrude in particular
was not happy to see Eric there. Wilhelm said nothing and
Wulfgan eyed him like a snake ready to take it's prey.
As the meal progressed the Duke began asking about the
estate. Several times through the conversation Lady
Gertrude made it clear that the estate was her's. She made
a veiled comments about willing it between her two sons.
They were veiled but clearly picked up by all and the meal
and conversation actually stopped momentarily.
"Your two sons madam? Do you not have three sons?"
She stopped and then glanced at Eric before answering the
Duke. "No my lord I have only two sons, that boy is not my
son, he is merely a servant in my house." Her voice was
like ice. She cast a withering look at Eric.
"So the estate is entirely yours madam."
"Yes my Lord it was left to me by my husband, Sir Robert"
"Indeed?" The duke smiled. Eric had been watching the
conversation closely, He wondered where it was going.
"Well madam then I have a problem, because no taxes have
been paid on the estate since Sir Robert has passed away."
The duke opened a ledger in the table beside him. "My
ledgers tell me that you have an outstanding debt of some
3000 gold crowns. "
The silence that fell over the room was palpable. Lady
Gertrude stared at the Duke incredulously, "I..I had no idea
My Lord"
"Now madam I understand from my chamberlain that that is not
quite true. I understand that he has been sent from your
home on more than one occasion."
Rikard the Chamberlain came in at that point with a sealed
document which he gave to Lady Gertrude.
"Madam" said the Duke "This is presented to you before these
to witness that you have received it. Please open it here
in front of us. I wish to ensure that you have read and
understand the nature of what you owe to the duchey and what
the repercussions are should you fail to meet those debts."
Lady Gertrude looked at Eric and at her sons who were
looking none to happy with the way things were going.
She broke the seal and read the contents.
"Do you understand Madam that you have a two weeks in which
to make reparation to me for the unpaid taxes on your
estate? Further do you understand that you may not add to
the burden of your peasants to pay this debt? It is your
debt, not theirs, as you have already added more than Sir
Robert ever did to their burden. You see madam I know what
is happening in my Duchy."
"My Lord ."
"Madam" the Duke raised his hand to still her. "Now as to
Sir Robert's heir, Master Eric here" I have another
document here that Sir Robert gave to me shortly before he
died. I believe that Eric his rightful son has a copy as
well it that not correct Master Eric?" Eric nodded
The duke rose from his chair and motioned to Eric to come to
him.
Eric paled visibly but went to the Duke, who stood up and
went to a small table.
"Kneel my son"
Eric kneeled before the Duke.
The duke looking steel-eyed at the Lady and her sons. "Sir
Robert was my faithful servant and knight of the realm. He
was more than that, he was a dear friend."
Picking up a sword from the table he gently tapped Eric with
it on each shoulder. "Eric son of
Sir Robert, I dub you a knight of the realm in the place of
your father. I also return to you your father's estate free
and clear of debt, free and clear of Lady Gertrude and her
brood. Rise Sir Eric."
Eric looked up at the Duke and bowed his head "My Lord" his
voice broke "You do me great honour, I pledge you my life"
The Duke then spoke to Lady Gertrude "Madam you too are
free of your debt, instead you must leave my realm
immediately. My dear and trusted Chamberlain whom you so
rudely pushed aside will see to your departure in the
morning. Good day Madam.
Lady Gertrude opened her mouth to speak but the Duke raised
a hand to still her. She and her sons were escorted out.
As they left and still in ear shot, the duke gave orders to
Rikard, that he was to take a contingent of servants to
oversee the move to ensure that the "good" Lady would only
take what was hers and nothing else.
Eric stood where he was in a daze. Richard came up to him
and hugged him.
"My Father I have a request to make of you regarding Sir
Eric. I wish to make him my Knight retainer, as Sir Robert
was to you"
The Duke looked at the two young men before him and sighed.
"We must talk my son, but not now. I grant your request."
Eric bowed low before the Duke "My Lord, I will repay my
Father's debt, I will not allow dishonour to be attached to
his name. He would never have lapsed in the paying of his
duty to you my Lord. I will repay. Thank you my Lord"
"Your father would be proud of you Sir Eric, but your estate
is free of debt, I have made it so. I have also added
another two villages and 10000 morgan land that lies next to
your estate. It belonged to another dear friend Sir Dirk
that recently passed on to his reward but without an heir.
His land and estate is yours.
"My Lord you do me too great an honour"
"Your father was a dear friend and you will be the same, I
can tell."
"My lord if I could make one request" he paused, the Duke
nodded "I would like to retain young Wilhelm as my squire.
He is not like his mother or brother my Lord, I believe that
he will serve me well"
"It is your choice Eric, I will send Rikard to inform him.
I would suggest that you stay here until the Lady is gone."
"I agree Father" said Richard grinning Besides we go
riding this afternoon. Perhaps we can visit the new estate.
I understand Sir Dirk had a beautiful house."
"Yes I understand that too and I would like to see it
myself" agreed Eric.
Eric bowed again to the Duke "By your leave My Lord"
Richard and Eric left the room and ran back up to Richard's
apartment to prepare for the afternoon adventure.
Richard told Charles to see to the horses. As soon as the
door was closed behind the faithful servant, Richard took
Eric into his arms and they kissed deeply, their tongues
dancing together in their fervour.