Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2013 09:22:44 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Young Lord and Gypsy, Part Two"  by Jay Roberts    Gay Histolrical

"Young Lord and Gypsy, Part Two" by Jay Roberts      Gay Historical

James felt he was kind and noble to have suffered through a boring meal
with his Uncle, the Duke.  The food was heavy and tasteless, exactly made
to the Duke's specifications.  The game was very strong and no doubt had
been hung too long.

He bid the Duke goodnight.  It was unnoticed as he was fast asleep at the
table.  This was the usual ending to the dinners.  The old man was really
in his dotage.

"Shall we go to your room and I will attend to getting you ready for bed?
Said the boy's valet who had been waiting just outside the dining room.

"No, I will do it myself.  You may retire for the night."

The old man was grateful as he had been sampling the wine as the glasses
were taken to the kitchen, partly full.

James was wearing his dress clothes, as usual, for the formal dinner and he
did not relish undressing out of the stiff collar and shirt but he decided
he would stay dressed until nine o'clock at which time he would stealthily
sneak out to the rear of the house and hopefully meet the entrancing Gypsy.

He lay on the bed, willing his cock to go down and not beg him to wank it.
At last it was nine o'clock.  James verified that the long hall was empty.
He walked carefully wishing his boots did not squeak.  He opened the rarely
used door to the back stairs.  He proceed down the dusty passage and pushed
open the oak door to the rear.

It was a moonless night and he could not see in front of him.  He rued not
taking a touch.  Suddenly arms were about him.  He immediately thought that
he was attached by an assassin but the full, lips that pressed against his
proved this was no murderer, although he felt he was expiring from the hot
kiss.  Marko ground his lips and moved them seductively.  James opened his
in response and almost recoiled as a slippery tongue entered his mouth and
excited his own tongue.

When they parted, he was gasping, trying to recover.

"My Lord, you are a very sensitive child.  If a sound kiss does that to
you, I hesitate to imagine what my mouth will do to you cock."

"Oh, your word make me weak, but hurry, let's slip up the stairs and then
on to my bedroom.  The walls are thick, no one will hear us."

Allowing his large hand to be grasped by the noble boy, Marko whispered,
"The thick .  walls will serve us well as I expect you will howl with
pleasure."

James shivered in anticipation and his hand grew hot and wet.  Marko felt
it and smiled in the darkness.

Now they were in the candle lit bedroom.  Marko had never seen such luxury.
He sat on the large bed, felt the satin coverlet, spanked the thick
pillows.  "Oh I could sleep a week in this bower."

James threw his body on top of the reclining Rom.  "Stay awake.  We have
games to play."

"Ah yes, and I dreamed of them all day.  Shall we again be naked."

"Yes.  I do have this damn suit to rid myself of, and with no valet to
attend me, but..."


"Say no more.  I am a talented undresser of pretty boys.  Here, first
remove your jacket.  Ah such strange uncomfortable clothes you torture
yourself with.  This collar first, then the shirt with its thick ribbing."

James was getting dizzy by the ministrations of the insolent boy, but he
dutifully offered his boots to be removed, then his socks.  Marko admired
his slim, white feet and sucked his big toe.  "Just a sample," he said.

Lastly the trousers and panties.  Now the gleaming white flesh of the young
Lord was displayed against the dark velvet of the chair.

Marko, his hands on his hips, surveyed the living statue before him.  Then
he shook himself into action and undressed rapidly and bared his manly body
to the boy before him.

James mouth hung open In admiration of the tight muscular body of the
youth.  His narrowed eyes raked over the profusion of pubic hair and the
way his reddish tan prick lay there, like a snake among the braes.

As his sexual revery was deepening he was awakened by the sight of the
naked tan boy sinking to his knees.  James felt his slim legs being pushed
akimbo by firm hands.  His privates now were standing up and in full view
of the kneeling boy.  He saw Marko's mouth open and his teeth bared as
Marko eyed the flesh tube before him.

James broke a sweat.  He had always heard rumors about Gypsies, how they
stole babies and even drank blood.  Now he was in fear that his own lovable
Gypsy was about to eat his penis, maybe to drink his life force from it.

He steeled himself, but then instead of pain, he felt the exquisite
sensation of a wet hot mouth feasting on his large knob.  Then a strong
happy tongue flicked and licked his piss hole.

The Gypsy boy looked up at James, their eyes locked, the turquoise of James
versus the mysterious brown of Marko.  Marko disengaged a moment.  "This is
a task to encompass your girth, but I shall master it.  Do you like it so
far?"

"It is like a peek into heaven.  Please try again."

Again James felt that molten wetness and intense licking as the boy worked
his way down the thick shaft, gagging a bit, his face asweat.

James stared at the lovely tan back of the crouching boy and watched his
efforts on his thick prick.  He felt pity alternating with passion as the
boy's progress was pulling all James attention to his own prick.  The waves
of pleasure were encompassing. Hearing one gurgling gag he realized that
Marko had swallowed his entire penis and his throat muscles were milking it
and bringing intense delight to James.  He felt his legs stiffening.  That
was a sure sign that he was entering the first stages of emission but then
Marko drew his lips up and off the wet throbbing cock.  James looked down
at Marko with an almost tearfully, questioning look.  He was used to be
catered to and this abrupt withdrawal of pleasure was terrible to him.

"Don't cry baby.  It's time for you to help me as well as yourself and
together, embracing each other, we shall go, in tandem to the promised
land.  Go to the bed.  Lie on your side and I shall join you."

Almost blind with need, James would have done anything to empty his roiling
balls.  Secretly he enjoyed the cocky boy's mastery.  He lay on his side
and in a moment Marko lay against him, his head at James feet and Marko's
rampant cock touching his lips.  He felt Marko resume his delightful
suckling and he also felt Marko hips push forward.  The hint was obvious.
James opened his virgin lips and surrounded the protruding red cock head
with his pink tongue.  The very first touch of that penis on his lips and
tongue acted like a Gypsy spell.  He desired to fill his mouth with that
stiffness to suck and lick until he would be rewarded with the wild honey
milk of his tan boy.

He heard Marko's moans of passion and approval.  James sucked harder and
Marko aped him.  The two youngsters were totally in the throes of blinding
passion and sucked wildly trying to reach their own ultimate pleasure and
to drink of the other's essence.

Marko was so overcome with James avidity that he was unable to retain his
usual control.  He felt himself rolling down the hill into a mighty
ejaculation.  James tasted that first spurt and felt his dear Gypsy's hips
kicking back and forth.  In a moment his own control vanished and he cried
out from the intensity of his cum.

The two had their arms around each other's waists as they clung together in
the frightening mystery of ejaculation.  Their mouths sucked up all the
offerings and it was almost as if it transversed through their bodies on
out their pricks.

Still twitching with the after effects they still embraced for comfort.  At
last James said: "What a wonder you have taught me."

"It was a wonder, like I never felt before.  You can be an animal once you
forget you are a lord."

"What shall we do now?  The servants have left some bread and wine.  Would
you care for some?"

"Yes, I had no supper."  And stuffed himself with the sweet bread and drank
heartily from the bottle."  His burped and licking his lips made James
laugh with pleasure.

"You indeed are rough forest thing, but adorable. Do you feel better, now?"

"Good enough for more games, and I have a great one in mind for you."

James looked questioningly at him.

Marko's face took on a sly look.  "Do you know Billy?"

"You mean the stable boy?"

"The same.  He's comely, think you also?"

"He stares at me each day and I think he is impolite that he regards my bum
as I mount."

"But you regard him as well."

James reluctantly agreed that the young stable hand was appealing.  But he
was somewhat disappointed to hear that Marko had some knowledge of him
recently.

"He is a good sexual player, as you may see, except that he constantly
wants to hear about and talk about you.  I think he dreams of someday
enjoying you.  I think that day may be here."

James found himself beginning to totally recover from their sex event.  He
felt his penis beginning to show interest again.  He reached for a dressing
gown and handed Marko his clothes.  "Let's stealthily creep down the stairs
and across the yard to the stables and wake the lad."

"No need.  I know he awaits. Us."



End Part Two