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Medieval Tavern, Part 1

by Tony


In the street outside the tavern the market has fallen quiet, and the street was

emptying, as evening fell on the City of London. Inside the tavern Richard and William had been drinking for several hours, combing mead and ale. Ricard was 22, a nobleman n from Staffordshire who spent several months in London each summer. He had long dark hair, a thick but short dark beard, and wore dark green hose and tunic, with a black codpiece. William was taller, broader, with dark sandy hair, thick shoulders, and blue eyes; he wore a plush red velvet jacket and brown hose, also with a codpiece at his groin.

During the course of the afternoon the friends had become progressively more drunk and had held a series of betas and wagers - first on innocent things such as the speed with which they could drink ale, and then onto more serious issues, such as who could bring himself to the point of ejaculation quickest. The men were encouraged by the band of beefy townspeople around them, who shouted and jeered as the wagers became more serious and more money was involved. The friendly sparring became so heated that the landlord suggested the men go into the back chamber to sort out their masturbatory bet.

William and Richard were good friends and had often seen each other naked and had once even shared the same wench, a prostitute from Southwark who took them both at the same time, Richard up her cunt and William up her arsehole. The two men had often swam together and slept in the same chamber when visiting their mutual uncle in Warwickshire. The two men were a little shy, despite the amount of alcohol, and they were ushered into the back chamber. The landlord, a kinky old bloke who liked to put himself up men as much as women, naughtily pinched Ricard's codpiece before he left the room, blowing a kiss at the two men.

Richard was the first to start rubbing his codpiece, smiling nervously as he did so. He quickly gained a semi-erection.. William eyed the growing bulge greedily, which Richard noticed, and William started to unlace his waistband and removed his codpiece. He revealed a large member straining inside his thick worsted tights. The bulbous end had left a damp patch on the heavy fabric. At the base it was surrounded by plump balls and a thick growth of hair. Both men stood still, staring at one another. Within moments both had all their clothes off and William had Richard pushed against the stone wall, pressing his lips into the other's mouth. Both tasted hot and salty, a mixture of beer and male musk, as their hot tongues thrashed about each other's mouths, tasting each other, enjoying the sensation of their beards rubbing.

William placed his hand on Richard's balls and squeezed them, gently at first and then more firmly, as Richard's erection grew. Richard's cock was bigger than William's, with a bright vermilion head which poked out from it's rosy bonnet of foreskin. William knelt down and retracted the skin, and placed his head near the tool. The scent was overwhelmingly erotic, the salty musk of unwashed manhood, a smell which translated into a delicious taste as William placed his lips around the head of Richard's cock. William squeezed Richard's hairy buttocks and licked the rim of his glans, savouring the thick deposits of sweat and the sweet taste of a trace of urine.

He then started to swallow more heavily and moved down to the root, taking Richard's inches one by one. Richard was by the Pont panting and moaning, thrusting his hips forwards and backwards into William's eager mouth. William's long hair fell down around his face and tickled Richard's balls, only adding to his intense pleasure. William could feel that Richard would be coming soon, as he slid his finger into Richard's crack, which was moist with sweat. William found the hole and gently teased it's sweet pucker, until it dilated a little and let him in. 1 finger, 2 fingers, 3 fingers, and Richard came, with a loud masculine cry, and a thrust which nearly sent William across the room. William swallowed as much as he could, but the excess ran onto his face, and into his hair, mingled with his sweat as it ran down his chest.

Richard lay back against the wall as his manhood shrunk a little, and he sighed with pleasure and exhaustion. William however stood up and brandished his magnificent equipment, oozing precum, erect proud and ready for action. Richard took hold of his shoulders and moved William over to the bed, where William lay down on his front. The sheets were cool against the heat of his groin and served to calm down his raging lust a little. Richard straddled Williams's back, sitting just below his buttocks. He stroked William's back and under his arms. He then leant forward and kissed the back of William's armpit, which William lifted. Richard hungrily placed his tongue on the thick bunches of hair and savoured the salty damp sweat, thick which pungent odour. William sighed with pleasure, as his cock onc again grew to its full length. Richard also found himself with a fresh erection, his cock was now bright red from where William's mouth had been, a sparkled with dewy dampness.

Richard moved down Williams back, licking the beads of sweat from his soft skin and hairs, until he reached the base of the back. William was very hairy here, and the hairs had run in strand, saturated by sweat. Richard pressed his tongue and nose against the damp patch, and experienced a ripple of pleasure as all these erotic odours mingled. Particularly sweet was the musk rising from William's crack, a sharp and delicious scent of erotic promise. Richard opened William's cheeks with his hands and saw a damp moist crack, with a hole which clearly wasn't that that of a virgin. Richard let a finger slip inside William whilst with the other hand he tickled his scrotal sack,. William was pressing his hot cock against the sheets, eager to feel Richard inside him. Richard put his face to William's fuck-hole and let his tongue wash loosely over its sweet banks of hair.

Richard then spat gently onto the hole and worked the saliva in with his fingers. he then dragged William onto his knees and in a split second mounted him from behind, roughly, driving his thick meat into William, causing William to cry out in a mixture of shock and pleasure. Richard grabbed William by the shoulders and, clenching his teeth, thrust himself as deep as he could go, until he felt his balls swinging against Will's damp skin. He thrust deep but slow, and placed one hand on William's cock, moving his skin slowly up and down the shaft in rhythm with the anal thrusts he delivered. Sweat was pouring down the hairy torsos of both men profusely, and both made deep groans of ecstasy.

Richard moved William backwards until both were sitting practically upright, Richard leaning back, jerking on William's cock. The thrusts became deeper and quicker and the noise became greater, and the y both exploded in orgasm, William's juice squirting over his chest and into his face and even over his shoulder onto Richard. Richard's juice filled William's crack and ran down between his hairy haunches onto the bed, where they both collapsed in a sweating satisfied heap of young flesh.

And then Jan, the landlord's young son walked in...

TO BE CONTINUED...

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