Gay Erotic Stories

The days that Jadon and Dab spent with Hubin passed into weeks. Jadon, Dag, and Hubin had become a family of sorts, enjoying each other's company and cocks. Hubin and Dag both assumed Jadon as their child and spoiled him with affection, which he returned as graciously as it was given. On a sunny, yet mountain winter cold day, Jadon playfully romped in front of the cottage with a small dog-like creature that Hubin had captured and tamed for him. He was no longer a child as far as Fairy age was concerned, but not quite yet an adult, which was apparent as he rolled and giggled with his pet. Hubin grinned from ear to ear, his heart warmed by little Jadon. His small body and sweet face made Hubin's cock stir and he stroked his hardness as he watched Jadon frolic. Jadon looked handsome in the fur coat, hat, and mittens that Hubin had fashioned for him; he sighed with contentment. Jadon playing in the yard and Dag cleaning the kitchen after the morning meal warmed Hubin's heart: he was happier than he had ever been before. He was about to drift off into a slumber when a piercing scream from Jadon startled him back. He saw three Ogres approaching his cottage and quickly scanned the yard for signs of Jadon. He gasped as he saw the small figure huddled on the ground of snow, an arrow pierced through the upper portion of his tiny arm. He yelled to Dag to hide and ran to rescue Jadon. The Ogres were bent on revenge for the death of Volk and knew that Dag must be here when they spotted Jadon playing in front of the looming cottage. No Fairy could get this far on his own or in the company of other Fairies. They jogged towards the fallen Fairy intent on using him as bait to lure Dag from the cottage, but before they could collect him they were met by Hubin, snarling and waving a large weapon at them. They had never seen a creature of this magnitude before and were instantly frightened. Hubin hollered for Dag, realizing that the scared Ogres would not offer resistance. Dag flew from the open cottage door and frantically scooped up Jadon. Jadon shivered and moaned; he cried out as his body was lifted from the ground. Dag held him to his chest and told him he would be okay, although he was unsure of the extent of the injury. Hubin instructed Dag to take Jadon to the bedroom, strip him, and to apply pressure on the wound if there were any bleeding. Dag's sobs became almost uncontrollable as he looked down and realized that Jadon's small pet lay dead from an arrow hit. He could only hope that Jadon's fate would be different. Hubin rounded the Ogres into the cottage and instructed them to strip. They did without hesitation fearing what would become of them if they didn't obey. They were obviously brothers. They all had dark long locks and dark eyes, bronzed tight bodies, and similar facial features. Hubin laughed as he realized that they had all pissed themselves out of fear when they saw him in the yard. The smell of their urine made his cock stir. He was going to have fun with them! Dag settled Jadon into the bed; not seeing any blood from the injury made his heart lighten a bit. He heard Hubin call for him and entered the living room of the cottage out of obedience and respect for his friend. Hubin instructed him to bring rope, enough to tie up the three Ogres. He recognized them instantly: they were Volk's brothers here to avenge his death. He returned with the rope and assisted Hubin in tethering the three. They bound them in a row with their ankles tethered to the one next to him so that all three were standing with their legs wide apart. Hubin laughed as he smacked their asses and told them to reach for an ankle. He tied their hands to one ankle so that their asses protruded in the air, holes showing. Once he was satisfied they were secure, he and Dag went to the room to attend to Jadon. Jadon was unconscious from the pain and breathed shallow little breaths. "We must remove the arrow,” Hubin said. He told Dag to suckle Jadon's cock so that he was feeling pleasure when the arrow was removed. Dag knelt by the bedside with tears in his eyes and began to suckle Jadon. His pubic hair had started to come back in after being shaved by Volk and it was softer and curlier than before. He caressed the soft hair as he suckled Jadon. Jadon hardened and moaned and sighed and just as he was about to climax Hubin pulled the arrow from his arm making him jolt up at the waist and cry out in agony. He came despite the pain. Hubin and Dag cradled him as he screamed and writhed. He finally settled down after Hubin had dressed his wound and put a soothing ointment to it. He gasped as his sobs turned into choking coughs then calmed to a light shedding of tears and subtle whines. Dag felt guilty for pleasuring him only to kill his pain and decided he would make up for it. Hubin smiled as Dag rolled Jadon to his stomach and gave long loving laps to his hole. Jadon moaned and sighed and fell into slumber from his pleasure. Hubin left the room telling Dag he had three Ogres to attend to. Dag smiled, laughed, and told Hubin to give them what they deserved. "You know I will!" Hubin snorted.