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Author's note:
This is the first story I've ever posted, so if it isn't all up to standard, I apologise. This story will be slow moving and follows a storyline. There will be erotic scenes here and there and I'm sorry if you wanted a hot and racy story, look elsewhere. In future chapters (if you like my story and bother to read it) you will encounter some strange words- do not worry. It is my own fictional language and translations are available in the story. Comments are welcomed and please send them to mystories92@gmail.com and I will try to respond to all emails.
Thanks for the responses I got for the previous chapters; I hope I do you justice on this one and please continue to send them.
I am so sorry that this chapter to so long to finish. I am in the ending stages of my college year and I have been busy a lot. I hope this one is a cut above the last few chapters and that you enjoy it. For those of you who don't know, I hav another story posted in the highschool section called "Not a Fantasy after all" and if you deign to read it, please send me your feedback.
Please Note: The word "Aleravalen" is the Raldin(My own language) word for "Glenfey", the elves' home and both are used in the story, so don't get confused.
Love on Iradnia
Chapter 4
Jaden woke up feeling warm and snug. It felt like he was lying on a bed and he felt a blanket over him. He moved his body under the blankets and it came into contact with the rest of his body. Jaden immediately sat up straight, his eyes wide. He gingerly lifted the blanket and looked underneath.
He was completely naked!
But how did he get that way? He sighed and lay back down. He surveyed the room he was in; it was dark but not overly so. Beautiful wood furniture was scattered strategically throughout the room. NO one was in the room or so he thought, and Jaden's thoughts turned to Leandas. Jaden was thinking about his attraction to him. This kind of thing had never happened to him before with other boys back home, although he had to admit that he never felt any attraction towards girls either, they were always just good friends to him. But now it was different.
Was he gay?
`If I am, would it matter? I'm not sick or anything. But what would dad say if I told him?' Jaden thought.
He thought Leandas was perfect; the way his eyes sparkled and his hair cascaded down his back and the side of his face.
Jaden could feel his penis hardening, creating a tent under the blanket. He moved his hand underneath and caressed his balls. They were loose and soft, the fine hairs tickling the back of his hand. His heart beat faster and his face was flushed with desire, desire to find release. He pushed the blanket aside and gripped his hard manhood. There was no foreskin to provide pleasure to his cockhead, nor was there lotion anymore. Jaden didn't mind, pleasure was pleasure, with or without lotion. He started stroking gently, his hand gripping his dick lightly. On the upward stoke he gently rubbed the head, sending shivers up his spine. He continued to stroke, while feeling his body with the other hand, pinching both nipples in turn. An idea sprung into his mind, one that made Jaden blush furiously and made his cock jump. He wondered what it would feel like if he touched himself back there. While he stroked he spread his legs and bent them at the knees, giving him access to his most intimate part. He slid his hand slowly down his body, gripping his cock with both hands and stoking for a few seconds before moving on to touch his balls again. He got a little impatient with himself and started stroking a little faster. He moved his hand down into the cleft that separated his butt cheeks. His fingers felt the fine hairs and his cock jumped again, increasing his pleasure. He gasped as he lightly grazed his hole with the tips of his fingers. He started rubbing gently around the ring, while pumping his cock. He was breathing louder now. He brought his hand up to his nose and sniffed, thinking the smell would repulse him. His mind shook as he inhaled. Instead of felling sick, he was turned on immensely. The smell was intoxicating. It didn't really smell like shit, but more musky. His renewed lust made him feel his hole again and he continued pumping his cock up and down. He felt the familiar feeling creeping its way toward release, beginning in his balls and making its way towards his dick. He pumped faster, urging the feeling on; he needed that release, he wanted that few blissful moments of nothing except pleasure. A few strokes later and he was there, groaning with pleasure as he felt his hot cum land on his chest and stomach. His hand continued flying up and down while he gasped, his eyes tightly shut.
His orgasm died down and he sighed contentedly. He was feeling completely relaxed. He managed to pull the blanket back up over him, not caring that he was covered in cum, and he fell asleep again.
Leandas, who was standing in a dark corner of Jaden's room keeping watch, had witnessed the entire act. He was shocked when he saw Jaden push the blanket down, revealing his long, hard manhood and gripping it. He was also intrigued that Jaden didn't seem to have foreskin, he'd never seen anything like it before. His leggings were far too tight around his midsection and he desperately wanted to free himself from its confines, but he knew not to make sound or move. Jaden didn't know that he was standing there.
He watched Jaden provide pleasure to himself and knew instantly that wanted to be the one to give pleasure to him. He knew that he wanted Jaden. His eyes widened when Jaden moved his hand down to his butt. Leandas' cock strained to be let out, but he persevered and remained still and silent, he didn't want to scare and embarrass Jaden.
He continued watching Jaden, all the while he could feel himself getting hotter and hotter. When he heard Jaden groan in ecstasy, he felt his own pleasure erupt. He tensed, bit his lip and shut his eyes tightly as he came into his leggings. It was intense and he nearly collapsed from it. His cock was still spasmodic when he opened his eyes and saw Jaden pull the blanket back up and fall asleep. He sighed silently and lightly touched the front of his leggings. He felt a wet spot and he shuddered when his finger grazed his cockhead underneath the material. His hand fell to his side and he silently rushed out of the room to his own sanctuary to ponder his feelings for the remainder of the night.
Jaden woke up feeling refreshed the next morning. He sat up and surveyed the room, he noticed what looked like a wooden bowl filled with steaming water and a folded cloth on the table. On the foot of his bed lay a russet colored tunic with black leggings and a black leather strap.
He threw the covers off, not giving any thought to his nakedness. His erection was pointing straight up as he got to his feet. He supposed the water and the cloth were for him to wash up. He tugged on his penis a few times before walking to the table. He needed to pee badly, but where. He turned around and saw a large wooden bucket in a corner. He decided to pee in there not realizing that that was exactly what it was used for. After that he proceeded to wash himself and put on the clothes. He had never worn anything like it before, but he remembered how it looked on Leandas and started putting on the clothes like Leandas had them on. When he was done he went to the door, opened it and went outside.
It was considerably lighter outside and Jaden saw that the magical lights of yesterday were not shining anymore. He walked toward the wooden safety rail that grew out of the tree. He gazed down toward the earth far below and he realized exactly how high he was. The tree was the size of skyscraper. He looked left, then right, but saw no one. He walked toward the stairs and slowly started to descend, before he was interrupted by the sound of his name being called.
"Jaden!" he heard the now familiar sing song voice of Leandas.
He saw Leandas come out of a door further up the staircase and was awed by the sight. Leandas wore a light green tunic with dark green leggings and brown boots. The leather strap around his waist was brown and emphasized his trim and tapered waist. Leandas' dark hair was loose, as usual, and cascaded down his back and the sides of his face, obscuring his pointed ears from sight.
When Leandas saw Jaden, he stopped dead in his tracks, his elven body actually broke out into a sweat, his immortal heart beat slow, and then fast, his eyes remained on the boy he'd now give his life for. Jaden looked breathtaking in the russet tunic and black leggings, the colors enhanced the lightness and shine of his hair, which glowed in the morning light and wiggled around his face. Leandas lowered his gaze to Jaden's tapered waist, to his athletic legs, which had run long and far yesterday, to his bare and beautiful feet.
"Your feet are bare," Leandas said, stating the obvious.
"Yeah, well, I didn't exactly have any time to put on clothes, before..." Jaden said, feeling the sadness creeping its way back into his mind.
"Come with me. I think I may have a pair that will fit you perfectly."
Leandas led the way back up the staircase to the room he had come out of. He opened the door and Jaden was led into a small, but beautiful room. Green seemed to be the dominant color, although there probably wasn't much choice in the matter since most of the green came from the plants that were growing in the room. The floor was covered in soft green grass that felt warm to the touch, and suspiciously like a carpet. Vines of flowers hung in front of the windows and silk hung down from above the bed, covering the area around it in gossamer.
"This is your room?" Jaden asked, enamored by the comfort and beauty of the room.
"Eilen (yes), this is where I sleep, when I DO sleep, that is."
"It's amazing..."
"Adara yuro (thank you), I sung it myself"
I'd like you to sing for me, Jaden thought to himself, but quickly banished it. He saw Leandas move to a basket in the corner of the room and remove a pair of black calf-length boots.
"Here, put this on," he said as he handed the boots to Jaden.
Jaden tried it on and it fit perfectly. He and Leandas must wear the same shoe size.
"Good. Now we must go to my mother, she wishes to speak to the two of us. I have done something that no elf must ever do."
Jaden was almost sad to see the frown appear on Leandas' face. "What is that?"
"I have alerted a human to the existence of elves, and even worse, brought one into Glenfey."
Jaden hung his head. This sounded serious to him and he hoped Leandas wouldn't get into any major trouble.
The two of them made their way down the staircase to the base of the tree, where they entered through a doorway into a large room that looked to be like some sort of conference room. There was no table but there were chairs that stood around the wall of the room, facing the centre, and at the opposite side of the room, facing the doorway, was a beautifully sung throne, and on it sat Leandas' mother, breathtaking as the first time Jaden saw her.
Jaden followed Leandas toward his mother. Behind them they could hear footsteps coming in from outside. Jaden turned and saw that elves had entered and taken seats in the various chairs that lined the wall of the room. Each elf looked beautiful and important to Jaden, and he guessed that this was some sort of council that was taking place. He became worried. He didn't know what was to become of him, and he worried what they would do to Leandas.
The room became silent and all eyes turned to Leandas' mother.
"Levenar! (Welcome)" she greeted everyone in the room. "And welcome to you, young Jaden."
Jaden managed to nod. His mouth felt dry and he didn't think he could utter a single word.
"I am Lanara, leader of the elves."
"Mother, why are we here?" Leandas asked.
"Because you have broken the law. And lawbreakers need to be punished!" an elf said heatedly as he stood up from his chair.
"Calm down, Heleria. This is not a trial, we have simply come together to listen to why this human has been brought into our midst. Now, would you care to tell the council member exactly what you told me yesterday, Leandas," said Lanara.
"Eilen, mohetr." Yes, mother.
Leandas proceeded to relate everything that happened yesterday, to the council. He told them that Jaden was not from Iradnia, that he was from earth and therefore the law had not been broken as the Iradnians were still unaware of the existence of elves. He ended his speech and the room was dead silent.
"Would the two of you step out for a moment while we confer?" Lanara asked.
The two of them nodded and went to wait outside.
"Leandas' testimony is valid and therefore he shall not be exiled..." Lanara began.
"But there is still a human in Aleravalen..."
"Allow me to finish, Heleria." Lanara interrupted.
"Forgive me, your majesty," Heleria, the elf who had previously made an outburst, apologized.
Lanara nodded, "As I was saying, Leandas' testimony is valid, but that does not excuse the fact that he has brought a human into Glenfey. So we need to come up with a means of punishment that won't include exile, or death."
Lanara gazed at all the elves gathered around her and she caught the frown of one of the more elderly looking elves. "Oren, do you have something to add?"
The elderly elf's face smoothed out and he looked at Lanara. Although there was no noticeable expression on Oren's face, Lanara could tell that what he had to say was grave.
"Lady Lanara, the human Jaden can not be allowed to leave... he must become a permanent resident of Glenfey. As for the young prince, milady, I propose we send HIM on the mission, and not one of the officers of Glenfey," Oren said, his voice becoming apologetic.
Lanara's eyes widened, but she held her composure. For such a huge breach of the Elven law, this punishment was lenient. "I see, very well, but we shall have Jaden accompany Leandas on his mission. Is that within reason?"
The council all nodded their agreement and the fiery Heleria seemed compliant.
Outside, Leandas could hear his mother's call for them to enter the council room once more. He motioned Jaden inside and the two of them walked up to Lanara.
"The council has reached a decision..." Lanara looked at her son and Jaden before continuing, "Jaden, you are to become a permanent resident of Glenfey and with that residency are laws, and there are procedures that you must undergo, for that to happen. This is non negotiable, we cannot allow you to leave with the knowledge that elves exist. I will explain the procedures after I have told Leandas his punishment."
Jaden was shocked. He did not expect this to happen. He was now afraid of what might become of him, and more than that, he needed to find his father. He looked at Leandas and didn't like what he saw. Leandas had a look of fear on his face and Jaden knew that Leandas was not going to like his punishment.
"Leandas, it has been decided that YOU will go on a mission, a mission of utmost importance, you, and not one of the officers. You will see the council members and me at dusk, where you will be briefed. Jacob will be allowed to accompany you on the mission. Understand this, my son, if you should fail, death will come to all who call Iradnia their home. This mission is THAT important... Now Jaden, I used the word procedures, before, to describe what was in store for you. I now feel that that word is inaccurate, a better word would be terms, that you have to adhere to, and they are: one, your human name will be stripped away from you and an elven one will be given. This is the only name that you shall be known by. Forget, your human name."
"Two, you will be made to look like an elf. This will help you to blend in, though you will not have an immortal life, you shall continue to age until your last breath, for ARE a human. The means by which this will be done is almost painless. Magic is used. This too, is non negotiable."
"And lastly, you will learn the ways of the elves: Combat, magic, singing, meditating. Every aspect of our culture you will learn, and learn fast, for are accompanying Leandas. That is all; the two of you may go. Leandas, help Jaden get ready."
And with that, the council adjourned and the two boys, human and elf, were left to their fate.
Dalen and Jilliura were in the forest searching for Jaden. They'd been at it for hours already and Dalen was starting to become discouraged. Their search had turned up nothing. They could find no trace of Jaden. Dalen sighed and sunk to the soft ground.
"It's hopeless, we'll never find him," Dalen said softly.
Jilliura's heart went out to Dalen. He could sense that Dalen was deeply saddened at the loss. "Never give up hope, my friend, for in the moment when that happens, all is lost. I still believe that Jaden is alive. Cheer up, we'll go back to the tower, rest for the night, and in the morning, we'll pack up a few things and journey deeper into the forest, so that we can broaden our search, maybe go into a few villages."
Jilliura really wanted to help Dalen. He now felt that he couldn't stand a world that Dalen wasn't a part of. His feelings for Dalen had begun to feel stronger, but he still couldn't let Dalen know about his feelings, he didn't want to scare him away. And being alone and unfamiliar with Iradnia, Dalen wouldn't get far before he was picked off by some dark creature or the brigands that roamed through Iradnia, looting and pillaging as they see fit. No, Jilliura had to help him, there was also the chance that should Jaden be found, it didn't mean that they could go back to Earth. Jilliura was the only exception, and that happened decades ago.
The two of them trekked back to Jilliura's tower just before the sun set and Jilliura immediately began making dinner for the two of them. Dalen could smell the beginnings of a wonderful supper a few minutes later. His stomach growled in protestation and he realized he hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, this morning.
About an hour later, the two of them sat at the big table, enjoying the food Jilliura had made. Dalen didn't know what is was, and he didn't ask, all he knew was that it was delicious. After dinner they retired to Jilliura's room. Despite the tower's large appearance, there was only one bedroom, and Jilliura was lucky to have two beds in it. He didn't really cater for two people. Jilliura handed Dalen a pair of pants to sleep in and they both stripped and put the pants on and got into bed. Jilliura snapped his fingers and the lights slowly dimmed and eventually the room went dark. It was silent in the room; Jilliura could hear Dalen's even breathing and assumed that he had already fallen asleep. He turned in his bed to look at Dalen's figure resting in the bed. A few minutes later and he still could not fall asleep. Something else had also changed. He could hear faint mumbling coming from Dalen and Jilliura thought that Dalen must be dreaming, but then the mumbling turned into quiet sobs and Jilliura could hear Dalen murmuring Jaden's name. Tears filled Jilliura's eyes and he couldn't stop himself from climbing out of bed and crawling in next to Dalen. He put his arms around Dalen and he murmured to Dalen.
"Shh, Dalen, it's going to be okay. Wake up, your having a nightmare."
Dalen sniffed. His tear-filled eyes opened and he felt arms around him. His body stiffened at first, when he realized it was Jilliura who was holding him. But he began to relax as he started to feel comfortable in his arms. He sighed and turned to face Jilliura, who was also looking at him through tear-filled eyes.
"Why are you crying?" He asked Jilliura.
"Because you are," Jilliura answered.
Dalen could feel the blush creep into his face and was grateful for the darkness. He was also embarrassed when he felt heat pool at his groin, but thanked God that he didn't harden. His body was so close to Jilliura's and he could feel Jilliura's warm, naked skin against his.
"I cannot take it anymore," he heard Jilliura whisper.
"What?" he asked concerned. Did he do something wrong?
"I have to tell you something..."
Dalen remained silent, fearful of what Jilliura was going to say.
"I-I... I have feelings for you Dalen..."
At first, Dalen didn't know what Jilliura meant, but then it dawned on him, and his first instinct was to jump out of Jilliura's arms, but he held back, because in the back of his mind, he knew he'd began to have the same feelings for Jilliura. He didn't feel the pain he once felt for his deceased wife and daughter, he felt comfortable around Jilliura.
"I cannot stop thinking about you," Jilliura continued. "When I look at you, my heart begins to beat faster and I find my clear and focused mind drifting to thoughts of you."
"Jilliura, I... don't know what to say..." he saw Jilliura's face turn away in shame, but he continued, "except that I think I feel the same way about you."
In the darkness, Dalen could see Jilliura's face break out into a disbelieving smile and Dalen felt happier for putting the smile on his face.
"May I kiss you?" Jilliura asked.
Dalen hesitated, but then moved his face closer to Jilliura. He could feel Jilliura's faint breath on his lips and his tongue darted out of his mouth to moisten his lips. Suddenly he really wanted to kiss Jilliura. He removed his hand from under the blanket and placed it on the side of Jilliura's head. He pulled Jilliura's face closer to his and their lips touched for the first time. All thought was washed away when that happened. Jilliura let out a soft groan and deepened the kiss. Dalen's lips were firm yet soft and Jilliura could feel the light stubble growing on Dalen's face. Dalen groaned when he felt Jilliura's tongue flit across his bottom lip and he opened his mouth in welcome. The tongue dueled for minutes on end and they moved their bodies closer together where they could feel each other's arousal. Jilliura almost moaned when he felt how huge Dalen was, and he wanted Dalen to fill him, but Jilliura was smart enough to know that it was too soon for that to happen, so he settled for sharing his feelings through kissing.
Later on, neither of them knew exactly when, they stopped and held each other tightly.
"Thank you," Dalen whispered.
"What for?" Jilliura asked.
"For making me feel at peace, for encouraging when I all but gave up hope, for just being there. You know, I have never felt this way about a man before, and it's exactly the same feeling I had with my wife."
Jilliura had a lump in his throat. "Yuro levenar."
"What did you say?" Dalen asked sleepily.
"Your welcome."
Dalen and Jilliura drifted off into slumber in each other's embrace.
Author's note:
That's it for chapter 3. I hope you enjoyed it and thanks for reading it. Please send all your comments to mystories92@gmail.com. Constructive criticism is always welcome and flames will obviously be ignored. If you just want to chat, I don't mind at all as long as you aren't a psychopath.