Date: Sun, 18 Dec 2011 18:59:07 -0500
From: sex sorcerer <sexsorcerer@gmail.com>
Subject: judgment 4/Sex Sorcerer Series

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Three weeks had passed since the lifting of the curse and Kern was still
haunted by the experience. In those first few days he had visited at least
a dozen whorehouses to find some sweet pussy only to realize they knew
about his own humiliation. They whispered and giggled and some just
outright laughed. He fled each establishment in embarrassment.

More and more he was thinking he'd have no choice but to leave Sarsansy for
good.

And then there was Malek, whom he had avoided since returning. The boy had
come to him almost every day for the first week, but Kern rejected him each
time.

Now each time he left or returned to the White Swan Malek avoided him,
fleeing at the sight of him. It was for the best.

Even though he still thought fondly of Malek's beautiful ass and the other
things Malek was so good at he refused to see the boy again. He had to
admit he enjoyed Malek, but he was also under a curse at the time so his
judgment could not be trusted.

He wanted some pussy. That's what he dreamed of these days. He loved pussy,
loved the taste of it, loved the smell of it, and loved the sight of it.

But the whorehouses were off limits for now. He could always find a woman
the traditional way, but he was afraid they might accuse him of something,
and he feared the Grand Sorcerer's warning. He sighed. No pussy for
now. He'd have to rely on his hand.

That night when Kern returned to the White Swan there was a flurry of
activity. Unusual for this time of evening Kern thought.

He caught sight of the little round innkeeper.

He grabbed his arm, "what's happening."

"Nothing to be worried about. That foolish child got himself caught up in
some trouble. Serves him right you know for traveling to
Manchinin. Dangerous place you know," he said.

Kern's breath caught in his throat.

"What foolish boy," he whispered.

"Malek, what other foolish boy works here," the innkeeper laughed.

Kern growled. The innkeeper glared and walked away.

He ran over to the the cluster of women in the corner. He pushed himself
through the pack and found a very bloody and beaten Malek.

Kern's breath caught in his throat again. "What's happened."

"He was badly beaten," one of the women said. "Thankfully someone found him
and brought him here. Whoever did this broke his leg though. A healer is on
her way now."

The woman just shook her head.

Kern stepped away from the crowded area and sat at an empty table. His mind
was reeling from shock. The poor child, he thought. Who would have done
this? He's just a boy!

Before long the healer arrived and they moved the boy to an empty room
where the healer set his leg. Kern wasn't allowed in, but he heard him
scream.

Kern motioned one of the serving girls over to his table.

"What's going to happen to the boy?"

She shrugged. "Not sure. But he won't be able to work for weeks, if not
longer. Probably be sent home I guess."

He nodded and she walked a way. Poor boy. He had to admit he'd grown fond
of the lad. It would be sad to see him go, but Kern suddenly felt
guilty. After coming back he had silently wished for the boy to leave. Now
look what has happened. He shook his head.

The next day Kern sought out the innkeeper.

"What's going to happen to the boy?" he asked.

"Not sure. Not really my problem. He can't work so if the job's still open
when he recovers I might give it back to him even though he really did put
me in a predicament having to find a replacement so fast."

Kern narrowed his eyes. Cruel bastard, he thought.

"You think he wanted to get his leg broken and beaten up by a gang of
thugs?"

"Not really, but he shouldn't have been there in the first place. He needed
to learn his lesson."

Kern clenched his fist, but quickly unclenched. It wouldn't do any good to
knock the man out.

"Where are his parents?"

"I've sent for them. They need to come quickly. The boy is taking up one of
my rooms and taking too much time away from my girls. They have a job to
do."

Kern gritted his teeth. The innkeeper was a heartless pig.

"Have the girls bring him to my room. I'll see after him till his parents
arrive," he found himself saying. What in the world was coming over him? He
didn't know. But he did know he wouldn't allow this man to be overseeing
the boy's care.

The innkeeper raised his eyebrows, but wisely didn't object.

"Oh and by the way I'm sure you'll be giving me half off of my own room
till the parents arrive because now you'll have an extra room to sell,"
Kern said with a smile.

The innkeeper swung around to argue, but when he saw the dangerous glint in
Kern's eyes, he must have thought better of it because he just smiled
weakly and nodded.

An hour or so later the Malek was sleeping soundly in his room, while the
healer advised him on how to take care of the boy until his parents
arrived.

"Yes yes, I understand what needs to be done," he said. The healer said her
goodbyes and left.

Kern entered the room and sat next to the bed. Looks like he'd be sleeping
on the floor for the next few days, he thought. How did this happen? For
weeks he avoided the child and now the boy was going to living in his
room. He shook his head. Well stranger things have certainly happened in
life he had to admit.

The next morning Kern ordered breakfast for the child so he'd have
something to eat when he woke up. Kern found himself sitting next to the
boy's bed and just watching him of all things.


i What am I doing?


i0 He shook his head and went to his desk to go over some ledgers that
needed examined.

"Mister Kern?" the boy said a few minutes.

Awake. Finally.

Kern turned around. "It looks like you got yourself in quite a predicament,
haven't you boy?"

"Yes, Mister Kern I have. I'm sorry," he said sheepishly.

"What were you doing Manchinin. That's a dangerous area. You should know
better," Kern scolded him.

The boy turned his head and didn't respond. And then it dawned on him. He
was looking for sex. Bloody hell.

"Never mind. I've ordered you some food. Eat up," he said grabbing the food
and bringing it to him.

"What am I doing in your room?" the boy asked.

"I'85I," he said clearing his throat. "I thought it would be better for you
to stay here and be watched over until your parents arrive. Safer you
know."

"Oh," Malek said. "Thank you."

"No thanks necessary " Kern said.

"Well thank you anyway Mister Kern. I am sorry to be a bother. If I'm able
to walk before my parents arrive I'll find somewhere else to go."

"Well now hopefully your parents sooner because it'll be at least 3 months
before you can walk again," he said.

"Oh," the boy said quietly.


i Hmmm, but maybe there is something else I can try, he thought.  i0

Magic. Not the Grand Sorcerer of course, but perhaps he could convince
another said magician to assist him. He knew of just the one.

The next day he traveled across the city to find someone that could
possibly help.

When the wizard opened the door his eyes widened in surprise.

"I warned you to not come back here again," the wizard said in a fury.

Kern suddenly doubted the wisdom of coming back to the wizard's house. He
gulped and tried to remain calm.

"The Grand Sorcerer removed the curse," he interjected before the wizard
could continue.

The wizard paused and narrowed his eyes. "Then why are you here?"

"Because I need some help. A young friend of mine was hurt and he needs
some healing."

"And why would I help you?"

"Because the Grand Sorcerer knew the cures had been tampered with," he
lied.

Now it was the wizard's turn to gulp. "And what did you tell him?" the
wizard said a little too quickly.

"I pretended to know nothing, but I could always go back and change my
story you know."

"Are you blackmailing me? A wizard?"

"Why I do believe I am. So is it a deal?"

The wizard hesitated. And then folded his arms and huffed. "Fine. Take me
to your friend."

He was surprised the wizard gave in so quickly. Or on second thought
perhaps not. Just the threat of the Grand Sorcerer's wrath he suspected was
enough of a deterrent.

An hour later the wizard was running his hands over the Malek's legs.

"I'm not much of a healer you know. My specialities lie elsewhere," he said
beads of sweat running down his face. "There that's the best I can
do. It'll still be a few weeks before you can walk child."

Malek just nodded and then thanked the wizard. Kern offered his thanks as
well. The wizard smiled and then leaned in so only Kern could hear. "If I
ever see you again I will make sure you regret it. For a very long time. I
hope I'm clear this time."

Kern swallowed hard. "Of course."

With that the wizard left and Kern breathed a sigh of relief. He could
hardly believe his plan worked.

"Thank you Mister Kern," Malek said.

"Just Kern, Malek," he said and then laughed. "You're living here now. No
need for the formalities."

Malek smiled.

"I don't how I will be able to repay you Mis'85Kern," the boy said. "I'85I
don't have much coin."

"No need to worry about that Malek."

He caught the boy looking at his crotch.

"Maybe there's something I can do for you," Malek said staring at his
crotch.

Suddenly Kern was uncomfortable. He should have known the boy would expect
something like this given their history. But the curse was lifted now so he
wasn't attracted to men any longer. Except the thought of Malek's bare ass
still excited him for some reason.

"I don't mind," Malek whispered.

"That's not why I took you in," Kern said swallowing hard. Bloody hell he
was horny. He almost wished the curse was still on him so he could let
Malek have his way. As soon as that thought popped in to his mind though
his dick stirred a bit.

"I know," Malek whispered. "But I want to'85help you out Kern. I enjoy it."

His dick stirred again. Now he was semi-hard. He took a deep breath. He
couldn't move.


i And then he thought "What the bloody hell is wrong with me?"


i0 He was horny that's what was wrong he decided. It's been too long since
he's had any pussy. That had to be it. He looked down and realized his cock
was fully erect inside his trousers now.

Malek licked his lips. "Please'85," Malek whispered.

Kern couldn't stand it any longer. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed them
down. His cock was standing straight up. Malek quickly grabbed it and
pulled him closer to the bed taking his dick in to his mouth as soon as he
was close enough.

Kern moaned -- loudly. Malek started sucking fast and furiously. Kern's
eyes rolled back in his head. It felt so good it almost hurt.

"Bloody hell Malek that feels good," Kern breathed.

Kern started thrusting his cock down Malek's throat. Malek gagged on the
first thrust but adjusted his mouth and took it like an expert. What Kern
really wanted though was a peek at Malek's ass. Just the thought of that
butt was driving him wild. He thrusted faster. Malek played with his balls
and he swallowed his cock.

"Ohhhh yesssss Malek," Kernr moaned. "I'm close. So close Malek."

That drove Malek wild. He sucked even harder and faster.

"Bloody hell!" Kern cursed as he exploded in to Malek's mouth. The load was
too much for Malek to handle this time and soon cum was dribbling out of
the sides of his mouth as Kern kept pumping away.

Kern's eyelids fluttered as he let out a long sigh of relief and withdrew
his cock from Malek's mouth.

"Thank you Malek," he whispered. "I needed that."

Malek gulped down his juice and then wiped his mouth. "Of course Mister
Kern. I mean Kern. I enjoy making you feel good."

****

The next few weeks dragged on. After his encounter with Malek he tired to
stay away from the boy as much as possible. But that was kind of hard since
Malek lived with him and couldn't walk so he was confined to the room. The
boy's healing though was progressing nicely and he should be well enough in
the next few days to be on his way.

He'd restrained himself from having sex with the boy. But he couldn't say
the same for his thoughts and dreams. More and more those turned to him.

After being rebuffed the first few nights after their last encounter Malek
got the hint and stopped trying.

He hoped the boy was asleep as he grabbed the door knob and begin to turn
it. He opened it as slowly and silently as possible. What he found though
shocked him. There was Malek laying on the bed face down naked. His
beautiful ass sticking up, as if waiting. Kern was paralyzed with lust. He
couldn't move. His licked his lips and took a deep breath. He crept in to
the room so he wouldn't wake Malek up. He had to get out of here. That ass
was too tempting. Kern was already hard. Bloody hell, he wasn't a i kaff!
i0 But even so he couldn't deny what he was feeling at this moment. It's
just because he hadn't had any pussy since the curse was lifted he told
himself. It had to be. He had been too embarrassed to go to any of the
brothels in the city and too impatient to do it the 'proper' way.

So now here he was, alone in his room with a naked boy. He cursed.


i I have to leave, he told himself.


i0 But just as he made that decision Malek stirred to life.

"Mister'85.Kern is that you," the boy said groggily.

"Yes'85yes..but I was just leaving," he said stumbling over his words.

"Are you sure," Malek said now fully awake. The boy propped himself up on
his elbows which seemed to force his butt even further up in the air.

Kern looked away.

"Kern'85I know you like my butt," he whispered. "Are you sure you don't
want to touch it."

"No," he said refusing to look at the boy.

"Please," the boy pleaded.

"I am not a i kaff i0 Malek," he said without looking at the boy. "What's
happened in the past cannot happen again. Do I make myself clear."

"That's what they called me the night I was attacked, i kaff," i0 Malek
whispered, his voice quivering. "I'm sorry Mister Kern. I didn't mean to
upset you. I just'85I just thought you liked it'85liked me."

Kern shook his head finally turning around. Malek still lay there as naked
as before except now tears glistened in his eyes.


i What have I done, he asked himself.


i0 Kern walked over to the bed and sat down. He place his hand on Malek's
back and rubbed his hand over it. "I'm sorry Malek. I didn't mean to bring
up those bad memories. I do like you. I like you a lot. But'85but'85.but,"
he said not able to finish his thought. His hand crept closer and closer to
Malek's butt. It was so beautiful. Malek buried his face in the bed.

"I've just been confused lately," he said.


i Perhaps I should just tell him the truth, he thought.


i0 And so he did. Everything. The rape accusations, the punishment, the
Grand Sorcerer. He told Malek everything and it felt good. Now he was the
one who's eyes glistened with tears.

"So it was just a curse then, that's why you did those things with me?"
Malek asked with obvious hurt in his eyes.

What to say, what to say, he thought.

"Well yes," he said. Malek turned his head away. "But only in the
beginning. I mean I wanted to do it Malek, but it was just
so'85different. I had never thought of another man that way."

He turned his head back. "I understand Kern. I do." He smiled.

"Good," he said suddenly realizing his hand was still resting on the small
of Malek's back.

Malek must have realized as well because he gave that sheepish grin of his.

"Will you at least squeeze my butt?" Malek asked. "I mean if you don't
mind. Just once'85please."

How could he deny an request like that? He didn't answer. He just allowed
his hand to slowly inch over Malek's beautiful butt and then he grabbed a
handful of it and squeezed. Malek closed his eyes and let out a soft
moan. That butt was as smooth and soft as any woman's he had ever
touched. He squeezed again. And again. And again. His dick sprang to life
and grew hard as a rock. He allowed his finger to slip in to the crack and
softly ran his finger up and down it. Malek spread his legs far a part and
with his hand spread he cheeks open revealing a perfectly round pink hole.

Kern had fucked several women up their butt, but never took the time to
examine the hole or the butt for that matter. Not like he had done with the
many pussies that he'd pleased over the years. He leaned over to take a
closer look. It was beautiful, as beautiful as any pussy he'd ever seen.

"I want to taste it," he said to himself as he licked his lips.

"Yes Kern, please taste it," the boy said.

That was out loud? He almost laughed. Instead he decided to oblige
Malek. He leaned further down until his mouth could almost touch the boy's
hole. He gently blew on it and Malek wiggled. He stuck his tongue out
touching it gently.

"Oooooooh," Malek moaned.

And then he licked it. Once. Twice. Three times. It tasted'85good. Real
good. As good as any pussy. He dug in for more. Shoving his tongue deep
inside the hole. Malek arched his back and let out a gasp. Kern allowed
himself to get lost in the act of tongue fucking the boy. He stopped
worrying about who's hole it was, or wasn't, and just enjoyed it.

Malek squirmed and signed and moaned and gasped.

"Kernnnnn that feels so good," the boy whispered.

Kern didn't bother answering. He kept licking while he own cock ached and
throbbed inside his trousers. Finally he undid his pants and pushed them
off. His cock was hard and ready.

But for what, he asked himself, even though he knew the answer. He wanted
Malek's ass. He wanted to fuck the boy as he had fucked so many women over
the years.

As if reading his thoughts Malek lifted his head and said "take me
Kern. Please. Make me yours."

And that was all the encouragement he needed. He quickly slid up the boy's
body until the head of his cock was touching the boy's crack. He pushed his
cock in to Malek's crack until the his head was pushing up against the
boy's hole. Malek let out a gasp.

Kern bent down close to Malek's ear and whispered, "are you sure you want
this Malek?"

Malek didn't hesitate to respond. "Yes Kern. Please. I want it so bad."

He grabbed the boy's earlobe with his teeth and nibbled on it while he
started pushing his cock in to the boy's butt hole. It was tight and he had
trouble getting started. He pushed and pushed but his cock wouldn't slip
in.

Malek moaned while he thrusted his butt back.

Just as he was about to give up his head slipped in and this time Malek let
out a loud gasp. Kern's cock immediately stiffened up as his head popped
in. His heart raced. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself
down. He know he'd explode real quick if he wasn't calm as he could be.

"Does it hurt?"

"No, well yes a little bit, but it's ok Kern," he said. Then added, "but it
feels good now."

"Are you ready for more?"

"Yes'85.more'85.all of it," he moaned.

If this had been a woman he would have shoved his cock inside her, but it
wasn't. It was Malek.  A boy. But more importantly a boy's hot ass. He
gently slid his cock all the way inch by inch allowing Malek to get
comfortable with his cock.

"Yes," Malek repeatedly moaned over and over again.

He'd had plenty of women over the years, mostly experienced whores, but
none of those dripping pussies felt anything like this. It was entirely new
experience on two fronts, one it was a boy's ass and two he actually cared
for him.

He withdrew his cock.

"OH," Malek gasped. "What'85did'85I do something wrong?"

"Not at all young man. Turn over."

Malek obliged. Kern smiled and spread the boy's legs open and reentered the
boy. Yes this was better, he thought. Now he could look in to the boy's
eyes and see the pleasure on his face. He bent down and kissed him -- deep.

Malek continued to moan -- or tried to with Kern's mouth on his own -- as
Kern slid in and out. Even though he wanted to take it slow his pace
somehow continued to quicken. Soon enough he felt like a rabbit fucking --
short quick thrusts. He tried not to go to deep. He didn't want to hurt the
boy. Malek though didn't seem to be in any pain now. His moans of pleasure
grew louder and louder.

Malek's arms wrapped around Kern and pulled him close. The boy's hard cock
pressed against his stomach. "Yes, yes, yes," he whispered over and over
again in Kern's ear. It drove him wild. His own breathing was shallow and
ragged.

And then Malek's moans turned more wild. His mouth opened wide. "I'm gonna
cum, Mister Kern." Not even a second later he felt the boy's juice shoot
out and slide between their bodies. The sticky juice dribbled down Malek's
sides. That sent Kern over the edge. He arched his back and in three
heartbeats he too was shooting. Except his load was filling up Malek's
beautiful ass. Malek screamed out one final time "YES!" Kern pumped away
until he had drained every drop. He smiled one final time before collapsing
on top of the boy.

The next thing he knew he was waking up. His cock he realized was still
lodged inside the boy's ass. Malek was fast asleep. He pushed back a lock
of the boy's hair. He decided not to move. Instead he stayed inside the boy
all night while they slept peacefully.

***

Three months had passed since Kern had fucked Malek. They were still
together. Kern no longer desired pussy or women for that matter. This time
though it wasn't the curse. Oh the curse had certainly turned him on to
another lifestyle, but it was Malek that kept him coming back for more. Hi
accepted his new life. He didn't try to resist. Malek loved him. Kern
certainly cared for the boy, but he wasn't quite ready to use the word
love. Could two men really love each other, he wondered. Perhaps. Perhaps
not. For now he'd continue to enjoy with his time with the boy and see
where things went. Over the years his life had taken so many turns and
twists that few of them surprised him. This one did. But what a pleasant
surprise it had turned out to be.



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