"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