Date: Mon, 25 Mar 2013 09:31:25 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Young Lord And Gypsy, Part Three"   by Jay Roberts     Gay Historical

"Young Lord and Gypsy, Part Three"   By Jay Roberts    Gay Historical


They loped through the dark.  While James should have known the way better
than his companion, he also seemed to rush with assurance and I wondered
how many times he had been here before.

James was further incommoded by his open boots that flapped around, not to
mention his bare cock that was slapping against his bare leg.

"Here he is," said Mako in a pleased voice.

The groom was at their sides now.  They could here his breathing.  He must
have hurried here or he was sexually excited.  He smelled of leather and
horses.  It quite made James' head whirl.

"Kiss your master, I know you have longed for this moment."

Billy put his thick, strong arms around James' shoulders and embraced me
tightly.  James could feel him trembling.  He said, "How I dreamed of this
your Eminence."

Marko guffawed.  "Not Eminence, you dolt.  Call him James...or Jim as I
plan to."

"I'm sorry Lord."

James now joined in the chuckling.  "I definitely am not your Lord.  You
might have said, My Lord, but Jim is fine."  He now realized that the boy
was of very limited intelligence and that warmed his soul since he himself
was no bright light.

Billy spoke, he had a young flutey voice, very sweet and appealing, "Shall
we climb up to my room in the hay loft.  It is private and we can, er,
talk."

"...and fuck! You might add you fine red head," added Marko.

He was indeed redheaded.  James had noticed it when ever he was at the
stable in the morning as the early sun lit his hair and looked like it was
on fire.  He wondeered how the other hair on his body looked.

Marko read his mind and his whispered breath in his ear made James' flesh
pucker.  "It's the same golden red."

Once inside the small aerie, its cramped space forced them to be close to
each other.  James' robe kept opening, and in the light of the single lamp,
Billy kept peeking at the baton of flesh.

"Your arse longs to feel that mighty weapon sliding into it.  Right?" He
said to Billy.

Billy's voice was almost choking as he said reverently:"My Excellency, you
are truly longed for."

All this adoration from the dim boy was turning James' head spinning and
his cock firming.  He noticed that Marko was removing his clothes and Billy
eyed him lustfully.  Than Marko tugged at James dressing gown.  "Divest,
divest and reveal your beauty."

There he stood, almost gleamingly white, his body forming pleasingly
youthful lines and his powerful sex, now rising as if pulled by marionette
wires.  The other two watched, their eyes shooting sparks.

Billy wriggled out of his work clothes.  James was surprised to see a very
appealing body revealed.  Although the boy had a perky face with upturned
nose and pale blue eyes and mirthful mouth, it was a lower class face, but
his body was attention getting.

His young years spent on exercising hoses had given him lovely full thighs.
They were smooth, except for a faint bush of sparse red hairs.  His chest
was thick and his small nipples shell pink.  His prick was well shaped and
delightfully upward curved.

Marko assuming the role of ring master ordered, "Billy I know you wish to
be fucked by your master.  Now James is not experienced in that delight but
the prick knows and he will do his duty with extinction."

He directed the excited Billy to lie on his back on the cot and lift his
legs and await the onslaught.

James stood in front of the already aflame barn boy his round ass open to
him.  He could see between the plump cheeks, an asshole, open and willing
him to enter.  There was a ring of puckered flesh surrounding it and a
dusting of light red hairs as decoration.  He though it quite beautiful and
he touched it.

Immediately there was a cry of happy agony from the stable boy, enjoying
the coming, event.  Billy called out, "Blood hell, your highness, enter me
before I expire."

James put the blunt end of his club like prick at the entrance to the boy's
rectum.  There was an immediate howl from the owner of the yearning hole.

"Try again," said the voice of the Gypsy behind James.  He accompanied that
order with a caressing of James perfect arse halves.  That stroke made
James' eyes close in passion.

He knew his duty though and he pushed hard to get his broad cock head past
the resisting ring.  Finally, in desperation, annoyance and perhaps a bit
of imperiousness, he gave a resounding slap on one full arse cheek.  The
boy below him teared up and whimpered but he opened his arse to the pile
driver knocking at the door.

As James pushed home, inch by inch, behind him Marko had plans.  He leaned
down and licked James' lovely hairless pucker.  James almost stopped the
progress of his fuck from the power of the feeling that tongue produced.

He felt shivers up and down his back and he began a fuck song of "Oh, oh,
oh."  But he continued his entry into the expanding hot passage of the
spellbound boy.

Inch by inch, wailing sounds from Billy, slurping sounds from Marko's
rimming behind him.  He was in a haze of sexual trance.  It was strange,
but wonderful and made him feel, at the same time, powerful, yet tremulous.

At last his mighty cock was entirely into Billy's passage and it clung
lovingly to the big cock.  Billy could feel the soft public hair of the
young Lord against his red hair dusted arse.

Marko stopped his tonguing for a moment to harshly order James to really
stop playing and 'fuck the shit' out of the needy boy.

He gathered up all his energy and pulled out almost all of his flesh tube
then rammed it in.  Billy eyes were dripping tears from the effect but he
grinned at having captured the beautiful noble youth in this enraptured
fuck.  Then again and again James repeated the in and out and Billy road
along with him.

Marko was breathing hard from being a witness to this supremely sexy fuck.
He elongated his tongue to that it was like a small prick and to fucked the
rich arse hole repeatedly.  Such intensity couldn't be sustained.  James,
looking down at Billy's smooth belly on which his curved cock rested, he
saw the head turning red and heard Billy's breathing become short and
harsh.  Then his cock began spurting and jumping.  At the same time his
arse ring began fluttering and that motion masturbated James into a mighty
cum.

The sight of the two handsome youths in the thoes of their orgasms was more
than the sexually sensitive Gypsy lad could bear.  His hips began to thrust
back and forth and he delivered his mighty load into the air and onto the
wooden floor.

When the three separated James thanks Billy for lending his ass and Marko
for his help.

"I know, my Lord, that you are already wondering when you can repeat this
night.  I will not be with you again for our caravans will leave tomorrow.
And Billy, though he might be always ready, it would be wise for you to
make this a one time event.  It is not an idea worth pursuing."

"What idea?"  James asked.

"Sex with your servants.  It'll always end in trouble."

Billy began to weep and they both comforted him.

As Marko left James at the entrance to the main house he kissed him and
said, "There is a world of pricks and asses.  Your life is forever
changed."


End of Story