Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 23:37:34 -0400 (EDT)
From: Zane <zanehuntergreen@excite.com>
Subject: A Mortal Lover-Part 1

A Mortal Lover
By Zane Hunter

This is an adult fantasy. Do not read if scenes of love between men and
men, and men and boys offend you, or is illegal where you live. All of this
comes from my imagination, and is not based on any real persons or elves.


Leaf stood over his slumbering half brother; the boy was beguiling even
when asleep. His golden hair framed his face, and his black lashes
fluttered. Leaf who's nutmeg brown hair immediately gave proof that he was
not of royal elfish blood, and not a worker of magic. It was his warrior
skills that had earned him the right to purchase a charm or a curse for his
brother's tenth birthday. Leaf seemed to dot on the young boy so no one
thought he would ever harm a hair of his brother's glorious head.

Leaf took the thin crystal vial, and held it in the light. The blue magic
elixir danced inside. He knew that it would smell of things that elves
abhorred, like petrol, and rust, and rubber. His brother's hand rested over
the side of his mattress stuffed with the down from a million hummingbirds.
Leaf lifted the slender hand without waking the boy, and pushed the point
of the vial deep within the finger of the boy's index finger, which like
all elves of their clan was smooth with only the tiny imprint of a star.The
boy opened his eyes, which were like the golden sun at night, cats eyes,
which would turn sky blue in the daylight.

"Leaf, you came back for my birthday. I was sure that you would!" I just
now had a terrible dream that a spider bit me and I wake up to find you
beside me. Come get in and comfort me."

Leaf felt a lump in his throat, what did he do? But it was too late. He had
already filled the young Prince's blood with the poison. Well it was a
shame but as much as he loved his brother, he hated the injustice that gave
Mal the powers he would never share. By the next new moon the boy would be
cursed, and have to leave the land of his ancestors forever. Meanwhile he
would play along and let the boy have one birthday to remember. He took off
his jerkin and dropped it beside the bed. How soft and sweet it was to
sleep with a boy, especially this one.

Mal was naked and the fact that he was ten meant that he had lived in the
world for many more seasons than that, but an elf doesn't start to count
years until a boy is ready to start his training, and then at ten he is
given the rights of clan. Mal would have stayed ten for at least ten more
years, as there was much to learn, and elves do not age such as a human.

Mal did not realize that he had been robbed of his destiny when he opened
his arms to the trader. Leaf was a gentle lover, and even more so that
night. He made sure that Mal would enjoy every twist of his tongue as he
lapped the boys pale cream body, not yet rippling with the muscles of a
youth.

"I love your penis little one, can I touch it?"

"Of course, but why do you love it?"

"Because it is like the perfect miniature of a man, but framed by the
cutest acorns.

Leaf petted and massaged the boy's sex until the item of his appreciation
was swarming like a fish, bobbing up and down.

Mal reached and found the bigger model on Leaf. "Ohhh you are large. The
woman must love you."

"And the men too. This is too enchanting a weapon to keep from men."

"It is too bad that you won't be the King, Leaf. I will never be as big and
beautiful as you are."

"But my Father was a common elf so it won't be."

"You will be my advisor when the day comes, and tell me all I need to do,
so our house doesn't fall to our enemies."

"Little boy, I am going to turn you over so I can sink this sword you
admire so much into you."

"Yes...please."

Mal turned over on his back and hugged his legs offering himself to Leaf.

Leaf spit on his fingertip, and inserted it harshly into the boy."

"Ouch that hurt Leaf."

"Mal I was never the catamite of any man."

"But that's because you never had an older brother you adored."

"A catamite should never be a King."

"What should I be, a Queen then?"

"Yes perhaps you should have been born a girl."

"But...I like being me...and I love it when you enter me, but please don't
hurt me.

Mal took deep strokes with the fingers he had inserted in Mal's ass. The
boy was quickly beyond saying anything, and he enabled Leaf to join with
him, rocking gently and then harder. Leaf was so hard that he went after
the boy's butt thrusting deeply. When he spurted his seed deep inside he
felt the remorse again, and took the shaking boy in his arms to comfort
him.

"What ever have I done, what ever have I done." And he started to cry.

Mal came down from his passion quickly, alarmed to see a grown elf
cry. Elfin tears are a bitter thing, as rare as snow in summer.

"What...tell me Leaf, whatever is wrong?"

"I have made you mortal."

"How could you of, you are not a magic user?"

"I purchased a curse and had it made for you, the reason you feel pain from
our lovemaking is it's starting to work in your system There is only one
way to break the curse. You have a month to find a mortal man that loves
you so much that he will find a way to make you immortal again, otherwise
you will wither and die with the rest of them."

"You did a very evil thing. I loved you with all my heart. I would have
shared everything with you. Now I must leave the Kingdom, perhaps forever."

"At least you must stay for your Birthday Celebration tomorrow. All the
expense and the plans, I wasn't going to tell you until after it was
over. I am a fool."

"You are more than a fool, you are a coward, and a traitor! I do not know
if I can ever fall in love again. You have broken more than just my
elfhood. I trusted and loved you. Get out before I yell for the guards!"

Leaf picked up his cloths and left. Mal was the one to sob softly to
himself before he got out of his bed. He had heard many stories about the
mortal world. All of them awful. And he knew that it would be very hard for
him. He would have to wear his elf coat until he could find a mortal
outfit.

It took all of his remaining power to enter our world, and that was because
it was Halloween, the night when the layers between the worlds are as thin
as silk.

To be continued.