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the the edge of
release and then bringing him down again. His hands grasped the mattress to
either side of him as the boy played with him.
"PLEASE!" he moaned as the boy, once again, placed his lips around the
head of his cock. Mikar stopped what he was doing and Nikola whimpered
"please!" once again.
"Since you asked nicely" said Mikar in an evil tone. Then he began to
thrust his head up and down, in and out of his mouth went Nikolas manhood, each
time a little deeper. Nikola began to thrust his hips in time with Mikar's
movements. Mikars thumb was pressed against the base of Nikola's shaft and as
he felt the first spurt comming he thrust his throat down onto Nikola's cock
taking all nine inches of it and burying his face in the mans pubic hair.
Nikola shot what seemd like gallons of fluid into Mikar's stomach, and
moaned his wordless pleasure.
Mikar lifted himself from Nikola's softening member, lifted himself up
from the prone warrior and went over to the table. After taking a swig from
the pitcher of mead, Mikar looked down at Nikola. He doubted the man
before him would suffer from the effects of the lust/spell for many many hours.
He got back into bed and cuddled up against the dazed warrior.
Mikar 2- Nikola has a dream
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