Merlin's new job
Merlin couldn’t believe his luck.
He was in his bedroom at his mother’s house, hurriedly packing as many belongings as he could into a small knapsack, humming happily with a big grin on his face as he did so. He didn’t own much clothing or personal items but he kept letters from his good friends such as Guinevere and Gawain.
He had just found out he was going to be a sorcerer! Him- a sorcerer! His mother’s old friend Gaius, a teacher at the Academy of the Old Religion, had just told them the good news. Just a few weeks ago he had visited, and tested Merlin for magical potential, telling him that he could be very powerful with the right training. He had gone back to the academy to consult with the others about giving him a scholarship and had returned bearing the good news.
Merlin was still elated from the news. He had been restless these last few weeks, dreaming about being able to do wonderful things and help his village and his mother. At first he had worried about moving away and leaving her for so long, but she had quickly reassured him she would be fine and they would send letters all the time.
Now his dream was a reality and he was going to spend the next five years training to do unimaginable things.
***
Merlin walked out of the academy’s giant front doors for what would be the last time. It was five years later and he had just graduated with the highest of distinct degrees. It had been a hard five years, not at all what he expected it to be. It had involved a lot more reading, studying and… well… learning than he had thought it would.
Still, he had worked hard, especially in Gaius’ plant studies class, even doing extra credit work as his assistant- and now he was one of the most powerful sorcerers of his time- at least that’s what they told him. He still wasn’t quite sure.
He was the same old, clumsy and goofy Merlin that he had always been, sometimes getting himself into all sorts of trouble in the academy. Like the time he’d let loose a particularly mischievous imp, without even really knowing how it had happened-the imp proceeded to play havoc with all the ingredients in the kitchen, so no-one no longer dared eat the cafeteria food, for fear they would end up with a lizards tail (or worse appendages) instead of a sausage.
Now he was free to do as he pleased- to some extent. He had been forced into a job as an personal sorcerer to some royal. He didn’t know what the job would entail but didn’t like the sound of ‘personal sorcerer’, it conjured up images of some magical servant to a prince. But if it’s what he had to do to get money for his mother and the village and so he could spend some time healing the poor there, then so be it.
***
Merlin appeared dressed in his best wizards robe, holding his staff, at the front gates of the castle where he would now be living and working. It was Camelot. Merlin had heard stories of an old king here named Uther who despised magic, and stories of his excessive son, Arthur. Merlin doubted he would be working for either of those two. More likely some lesser royal like a cousin or the like. And the stories of Uther’s despise of magic must have been oversold if he was allowing a sorcerer to work for his court.
He walked up to the guards at the gate and told him his name and that he was expected. They nodded and opened the gate for him, letting him pass. He couldn’t help the feeling that the guards were a little wary and reluctant as he passed but dismissed it. He was nervous enough of his first day working, no teachers, and no tests. He already knew everything he needed to do. At least he thought so.
When he made it up to the front doors of the castle, a man in a red robe and smart cotton pants came to guide him to who we would be working for. Merlin couldn’t help noticing the man was rather attractive with his dark hair, green eyes and clean cut appearance. There hadn’t been many attractive men at the academy, or maybe Merlin hadn’t found them attractive because of their horrible personalities and thoughts of the poor. But he had had a few… experiences, but not many knew of his preference for men. Not that it was completely looked down on, but it was a bit of a taboo and could possibly hinder him.
The man guiding Merlin explained himself to be Prince Arthurs personal aide, the man Merlin would be working for. His stomach dropped when the man told him who he’d be working for. The prince himself? Now he was even more nervous and fidgety.
He had never been fond of royalty when he’d met some at the academy. He had never been able to keep his thoughts and retorts to himself in front of them and they often got offended.
They had reached an ornate door now, with swirls and dragons carved into the wood. Merlin thought it rather fancy for just a prince, and he was just about to say so the aide when he knocked and opened the door.
They walked into a large room with a humungous window and an even bigger four poster bed. There was a round table in the centre of the room with beautiful symbols from the old religion carved into it and eight equally decorative chairs. The whole room seemed more like a kings chambers than a princes, with all the exquisite furniture and items that even Merlin, who had no idea of such things, could tell were valuable.
Sat at the rounded table was a blonde man with the most stunningly blue eyes. He had a nice strong chin that was covered in short stubble. He was dressed in a simple loose shirt and cotton pants so Merlin thought him to be another aide. Looking at the low collar he could see the beginning outline of muscles. Not too much, but enough to suggest he was active and had definition and strength. Merlin found himself very much attracted to this man and for the first time thought he might actually enjoy working in the castle.
Merlin flushed when the man’s beautiful eyes locked onto him for a while, but he couldn’t take his gaze away and smiled in response instead.
‘Sire’ he heard the aide say. Sire? Where? He looked at the aide and finally noticed him bowing… to the man sat at the table. Merlin immediately panicked and cursed himself, while quickly giving an awkward bow and shaky ‘sire’. What was he doing? Sorcerers didn’t bow to princes. Not even sorcerers from lower backgrounds.
When he straightened himself up again there was a slight smirk playing at the corner of the prince’s lips- those delectable lips that Merlin could have kissed right then and there before he remembered how inappropriate that would be considering it was his boss.
‘This is the sorcerer you requested for after your crowning. I’m sure many people will be grateful for your relaxing the ban on magic sire. And might I say, this was a good way of showing the towns people how serious you are.’ The aide said.
Arthur was going be king soon? Merlin thought. Things were getting worse by the minute. He had never intended taking a job so, important.
‘Thank you.’ replied Arthur. ‘I still fear I will have more need of a sorcerer than to just comfort the people. More and more have been attacking the city in my father’s old age, and now he is gone’ there was a hint of sadness in his words ‘I’m willing to bet more will come to test me, and we must be ready for them. You are dismissed, Talan’
The aide left hurriedly and the door shut behind him. Merlin couldn’t help being pleased that him and Arthur were alone now.
‘So, Merlin’ Arthur began ‘why don’t you sit down and have a drink?’ he offered, gesturing to the chair next to him. Merlin sat down in the seat. Arthur poured him a goblet of wine and passed it to him. Merlin took a gulp of the wine to ease his nerves at being so close to Arthurs musky scent, appreciating the taste of the wine too.
‘Well I suppose we need to get more acquainted if you’re going to be so close to me, protecting me and doing other tasks.’ Arthur stated.
‘Don’t expect me to do your washing and shine your shoes with magic.’ Said Merlin before he had a chance to clamp down on his lips, but Arthur simply gave a hearty chuckle at the comment. Merlin liked the way Arthur’s laugh had lit up his face, making him look much less serious and a little more of a mischievous glint came into his eyes.
‘I don’t expect you to,’ came Arthur’s response ‘except of course in the dire emergency that I have no clean underwear left.’ He joked. ‘Why don’t you take off your robe? It must be so hot with so many layers on.’
‘It’s the only layer I’ve got on.’ admitted Merlin. That got an odd look from Arthur. Merlin could have sworn it was the same look he must have been giving Arthur when he’d come in. There was an awkward pause before anyone spoke.
‘Really?’ asked Arthur.
‘Indeed.’
‘But doesn’t it get a bit nippy? You know… down there?’
‘I can keep myself warm with magic if I need.’
For a moment Arthur looked as if he was going to ask another question but seemed to think twice about it.
‘What we’re you going to ask?’ questioned Merlin.
‘Nothing.’ Arthur answered.
‘I could always read your mind.’ Merlin teased. A look of terror crossed Arthur’s face.
‘No need! I was going to ask…well it’s a little embarrassing and personal.’
‘Go on.’ encouraged Merlin.
‘I was going to ask. What do you do if, if you get…well…aroused in public.’ He asked.
‘Oh,’ said Merlin ‘well, I haven’t had a problem now. I, I mean ever. Not now. Why would I be aroused now?’ He gave a nervous little laugh. Him and his stupid mouth. He could see though that his answer had troubled the soon-to-be king somehow. And so Merlin did something that he would never normally do, and would be frowned on by many people if they found out, but he couldn’t help himself.
He read Arthurs mind.
Get a hold of yourself Arthur. He’s barely been here two seconds and you’re ogling him and wondering what his lips taste like. Besides, you’ll be king soon. Not the right time for this.
Merlin couldn’t believe his luck. Arthur liked him. That was all the motivation he needed to turn his lust after Arthur into action.
He reached across the table placed a hand on Arthurs face to warn him what he was doing before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. Arthur’s lips tasted like honey and they seemed to fit perfectly with Merlin’s own mouth. The kiss deepened and Merlin opened his mouth to let Arthur’s tongue explore and could feel his hands rest on Merlin’s waist.
Merlin sucked a little on Arthur’s tongue and began to move his hands underneath his shirt. He followed the lines of the muscles in Arthur’s stomach and Arthur shivered in delight. Merlin was starting to become more aroused now, his cock beginning to half stiffen as he brushed his hand through Arthur’s curly chest hair.
Arthur was enjoying this so much. It had been so long since he had been intimate with anyone, being too preoccupied with his duties, and before that having to hide his preference from his father. This felt wonderful, right. Arthur could tell already that this was more than just lust; this was the beginnings of love. Even though he hardly knew the man he was currently kissing. It was magical.
He could feel Merlin’s hand exploring him and so took to doing the same. He had wanted to see just how little Merlin really was wearing underneath the robe since he’d told him. He slipped his hand up the robe and straightaway was thrilled to feel bare flesh. He slowly moved his hand further up Merlin’s leg squeezing gently every so often. Every time he squeezed Merlin’s whole body tensed with desire.
Eventually his hand reached Merlin’s balls and he cupped them gently before moving his other hand up the robe to palm Merlin’s cock, rubbing its length before fully grasping it. He instantly felt Merlin’s cock fully stiffen in his grip and Merlin moaned in pleasure.
‘N-need more of you.’ Merlin whispered into Arthur’s ear. He pulled off Arthur’s shirt and then they resumed previous positions. Merlin stared at Arthur’s perfect body- an Adonis. He quickly leapt onto Arthurs lap, needing to be closer and needing the friction.
Arthur’s hand were still on his cock, working it up and down while Merlin began to rub back and forth against Arthur’s groin, feeling his cock rise to push against the crack of his own buttocks through the robe. He was breathing heavily with desire.
He inched his hand round the back of Arthur and under the band of his cotton pants, squeezing his perfect, smooth and firm arse. Placing kisses down Arthur’s jaw and down his neck. Arthur still working his cock, eyes closed in pleasure.
Merlin got off Arthur and his eyes opened in curiosity. Merlin pulled Arthur’s pants off in one fell swoop and then undid his own robe letting it fall to the floor and letting Arthur see his body in all its small framed pale glory. Merlin had no need to feel exposed and inadequate; Arthur stared at Merlin’s body with ravenous yearning, his cock standing to attention at the sight.
Even though Merlin’s frame was small, his cock was somewhat bigger in length than Arthur’s and he radiated raw power. Arthur’s cock however was thicker and just plain beautiful. Arthur stepped forward and kissed Merlin hard, pressing their two bodies and cocks together.
That when Merlin almost lost it.
‘I want you in me, now.’ He panted.
Arthur helped him up onto the table and Merlin lifted his legs over Arthur’s shoulder. He couldn’t wait for preparing Merlin’s hole when it was there, inviting his cock in. So instead he just pushed his head in and then his whole cock in two moves.
‘Sorry.’ He said as Merlin moaned in what appeared to be pain.
‘It’s ok, it felt good. Keep going.’ Merlin pleaded. It had been painful but at the same time he wanted it to. He wanted to feel Arthur for days. Arthur was special now. So Arthur carried on, pulling back and forth and pushing hard back every time, sometimes pulling all the way out before pushing back in balls deep, stroking Merlin vigorously as he went. Merlin kept moaning and groaning in pleasure, gripping the ends of the table, his eyes closed in ecstasy.
‘Oh yeah. Harder Arthur. Please- Mmmm’ He groaned.
He opened his eyes and watched, as a bead of sweat traveled from Arthur’s forehead, down his chest, through the lines of his stomach muscles, and finally disappear into his light brown pubic hair. He reached a hand out to stroke Arthur’s cheek and then placed his thumb into Arthur’s mouth, letting him taste his own sweat.
Arthur held Merlin’s hand and sucked his thumb, tasting the sweet sweat before letting it go, and watched Merlin put the thumb in his own mouth for a taste. He moaned at the image and could start to feel warmth pool in his stomach as he sped up his thrusts and neared his release.
‘I’m going to come.’ He said
‘Come inside me. I want to feel it explode.’ Merlin replied. Those words did it and Arthur let a load of come shoot deep into Merlin’s hole. He kept himself inside Merlin for a few seconds, continuing to pump Merlin’s mesmerising cock and thumbing the head.
‘Your turn now.’ He said with a grin as he pulled out his cock and bent over the round table, feeling the carvings, cold on his naked body and face.
Merlin grinned, wanting so much to be inside Arthur. He didn’t know how long he would last though. He was so close to climaxing already. So he just went for it, pushing his whole cock into Arthur’s hole in one move. Arthur groaned in pain/pleasure. This was payback for earlier, thought merlin.
He fucked Arthur for a few minutes; running his hands all over Arthur’s body and pulling his head back a bit by his hair. Arthur felt like he could come all over again with Merlin inside him. But he wanted to taste Merlin as well.
‘I’m going to come soon.’ said Merlin.
‘I want to taste it. I want it all over my face.’ said Arthur, surprising Merlin but making him even closer to coming at the same time. So he pulled out and Arthur got to his knees, fisting Merlin’s cock and sucking expertly on the end.
After only a few seconds Merlin exploded white come into Arthur’s mouth and all over his cheeks. Arthur came again at the same time as Merlin without even have having to touch his own cock. Merlin’s come tasted sweet, like sugar to Arthur but also musky and, well, like Merlin.
They cleaned and got dressed in silence, still enjoying the ecstasy and beauty of what they had just started. It was Arthur who broke the silence.
‘Well, I can see this arrangement is going to work out better than I thought. I dare say we should have dropped the magic ban years ago.’ He said with a big devilish smile.
‘I think I love you.’ Merlin said before he could control himself again.
‘I love you too.’ came Arthur’s elated reply.
He was in his bedroom at his mother’s house, hurriedly packing as many belongings as he could into a small knapsack, humming happily with a big grin on his face as he did so. He didn’t own much clothing or personal items but he kept letters from his good friends such as Guinevere and Gawain.
He had just found out he was going to be a sorcerer! Him- a sorcerer! His mother’s old friend Gaius, a teacher at the Academy of the Old Religion, had just told them the good news. Just a few weeks ago he had visited, and tested Merlin for magical potential, telling him that he could be very powerful with the right training. He had gone back to the academy to consult with the others about giving him a scholarship and had returned bearing the good news.
Merlin was still elated from the news. He had been restless these last few weeks, dreaming about being able to do wonderful things and help his village and his mother. At first he had worried about moving away and leaving her for so long, but she had quickly reassured him she would be fine and they would send letters all the time.
Now his dream was a reality and he was going to spend the next five years training to do unimaginable things.
***
Merlin walked out of the academy’s giant front doors for what would be the last time. It was five years later and he had just graduated with the highest of distinct degrees. It had been a hard five years, not at all what he expected it to be. It had involved a lot more reading, studying and… well… learning than he had thought it would.
Still, he had worked hard, especially in Gaius’ plant studies class, even doing extra credit work as his assistant- and now he was one of the most powerful sorcerers of his time- at least that’s what they told him. He still wasn’t quite sure.
He was the same old, clumsy and goofy Merlin that he had always been, sometimes getting himself into all sorts of trouble in the academy. Like the time he’d let loose a particularly mischievous imp, without even really knowing how it had happened-the imp proceeded to play havoc with all the ingredients in the kitchen, so no-one no longer dared eat the cafeteria food, for fear they would end up with a lizards tail (or worse appendages) instead of a sausage.
Now he was free to do as he pleased- to some extent. He had been forced into a job as an personal sorcerer to some royal. He didn’t know what the job would entail but didn’t like the sound of ‘personal sorcerer’, it conjured up images of some magical servant to a prince. But if it’s what he had to do to get money for his mother and the village and so he could spend some time healing the poor there, then so be it.
***
Merlin appeared dressed in his best wizards robe, holding his staff, at the front gates of the castle where he would now be living and working. It was Camelot. Merlin had heard stories of an old king here named Uther who despised magic, and stories of his excessive son, Arthur. Merlin doubted he would be working for either of those two. More likely some lesser royal like a cousin or the like. And the stories of Uther’s despise of magic must have been oversold if he was allowing a sorcerer to work for his court.
He walked up to the guards at the gate and told him his name and that he was expected. They nodded and opened the gate for him, letting him pass. He couldn’t help the feeling that the guards were a little wary and reluctant as he passed but dismissed it. He was nervous enough of his first day working, no teachers, and no tests. He already knew everything he needed to do. At least he thought so.
When he made it up to the front doors of the castle, a man in a red robe and smart cotton pants came to guide him to who we would be working for. Merlin couldn’t help noticing the man was rather attractive with his dark hair, green eyes and clean cut appearance. There hadn’t been many attractive men at the academy, or maybe Merlin hadn’t found them attractive because of their horrible personalities and thoughts of the poor. But he had had a few… experiences, but not many knew of his preference for men. Not that it was completely looked down on, but it was a bit of a taboo and could possibly hinder him.
The man guiding Merlin explained himself to be Prince Arthurs personal aide, the man Merlin would be working for. His stomach dropped when the man told him who he’d be working for. The prince himself? Now he was even more nervous and fidgety.
He had never been fond of royalty when he’d met some at the academy. He had never been able to keep his thoughts and retorts to himself in front of them and they often got offended.
They had reached an ornate door now, with swirls and dragons carved into the wood. Merlin thought it rather fancy for just a prince, and he was just about to say so the aide when he knocked and opened the door.
They walked into a large room with a humungous window and an even bigger four poster bed. There was a round table in the centre of the room with beautiful symbols from the old religion carved into it and eight equally decorative chairs. The whole room seemed more like a kings chambers than a princes, with all the exquisite furniture and items that even Merlin, who had no idea of such things, could tell were valuable.
Sat at the rounded table was a blonde man with the most stunningly blue eyes. He had a nice strong chin that was covered in short stubble. He was dressed in a simple loose shirt and cotton pants so Merlin thought him to be another aide. Looking at the low collar he could see the beginning outline of muscles. Not too much, but enough to suggest he was active and had definition and strength. Merlin found himself very much attracted to this man and for the first time thought he might actually enjoy working in the castle.
Merlin flushed when the man’s beautiful eyes locked onto him for a while, but he couldn’t take his gaze away and smiled in response instead.
‘Sire’ he heard the aide say. Sire? Where? He looked at the aide and finally noticed him bowing… to the man sat at the table. Merlin immediately panicked and cursed himself, while quickly giving an awkward bow and shaky ‘sire’. What was he doing? Sorcerers didn’t bow to princes. Not even sorcerers from lower backgrounds.
When he straightened himself up again there was a slight smirk playing at the corner of the prince’s lips- those delectable lips that Merlin could have kissed right then and there before he remembered how inappropriate that would be considering it was his boss.
‘This is the sorcerer you requested for after your crowning. I’m sure many people will be grateful for your relaxing the ban on magic sire. And might I say, this was a good way of showing the towns people how serious you are.’ The aide said.
Arthur was going be king soon? Merlin thought. Things were getting worse by the minute. He had never intended taking a job so, important.
‘Thank you.’ replied Arthur. ‘I still fear I will have more need of a sorcerer than to just comfort the people. More and more have been attacking the city in my father’s old age, and now he is gone’ there was a hint of sadness in his words ‘I’m willing to bet more will come to test me, and we must be ready for them. You are dismissed, Talan’
The aide left hurriedly and the door shut behind him. Merlin couldn’t help being pleased that him and Arthur were alone now.
‘So, Merlin’ Arthur began ‘why don’t you sit down and have a drink?’ he offered, gesturing to the chair next to him. Merlin sat down in the seat. Arthur poured him a goblet of wine and passed it to him. Merlin took a gulp of the wine to ease his nerves at being so close to Arthurs musky scent, appreciating the taste of the wine too.
‘Well I suppose we need to get more acquainted if you’re going to be so close to me, protecting me and doing other tasks.’ Arthur stated.
‘Don’t expect me to do your washing and shine your shoes with magic.’ Said Merlin before he had a chance to clamp down on his lips, but Arthur simply gave a hearty chuckle at the comment. Merlin liked the way Arthur’s laugh had lit up his face, making him look much less serious and a little more of a mischievous glint came into his eyes.
‘I don’t expect you to,’ came Arthur’s response ‘except of course in the dire emergency that I have no clean underwear left.’ He joked. ‘Why don’t you take off your robe? It must be so hot with so many layers on.’
‘It’s the only layer I’ve got on.’ admitted Merlin. That got an odd look from Arthur. Merlin could have sworn it was the same look he must have been giving Arthur when he’d come in. There was an awkward pause before anyone spoke.
‘Really?’ asked Arthur.
‘Indeed.’
‘But doesn’t it get a bit nippy? You know… down there?’
‘I can keep myself warm with magic if I need.’
For a moment Arthur looked as if he was going to ask another question but seemed to think twice about it.
‘What we’re you going to ask?’ questioned Merlin.
‘Nothing.’ Arthur answered.
‘I could always read your mind.’ Merlin teased. A look of terror crossed Arthur’s face.
‘No need! I was going to ask…well it’s a little embarrassing and personal.’
‘Go on.’ encouraged Merlin.
‘I was going to ask. What do you do if, if you get…well…aroused in public.’ He asked.
‘Oh,’ said Merlin ‘well, I haven’t had a problem now. I, I mean ever. Not now. Why would I be aroused now?’ He gave a nervous little laugh. Him and his stupid mouth. He could see though that his answer had troubled the soon-to-be king somehow. And so Merlin did something that he would never normally do, and would be frowned on by many people if they found out, but he couldn’t help himself.
He read Arthurs mind.
Get a hold of yourself Arthur. He’s barely been here two seconds and you’re ogling him and wondering what his lips taste like. Besides, you’ll be king soon. Not the right time for this.
Merlin couldn’t believe his luck. Arthur liked him. That was all the motivation he needed to turn his lust after Arthur into action.
He reached across the table placed a hand on Arthurs face to warn him what he was doing before leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. Arthur’s lips tasted like honey and they seemed to fit perfectly with Merlin’s own mouth. The kiss deepened and Merlin opened his mouth to let Arthur’s tongue explore and could feel his hands rest on Merlin’s waist.
Merlin sucked a little on Arthur’s tongue and began to move his hands underneath his shirt. He followed the lines of the muscles in Arthur’s stomach and Arthur shivered in delight. Merlin was starting to become more aroused now, his cock beginning to half stiffen as he brushed his hand through Arthur’s curly chest hair.
Arthur was enjoying this so much. It had been so long since he had been intimate with anyone, being too preoccupied with his duties, and before that having to hide his preference from his father. This felt wonderful, right. Arthur could tell already that this was more than just lust; this was the beginnings of love. Even though he hardly knew the man he was currently kissing. It was magical.
He could feel Merlin’s hand exploring him and so took to doing the same. He had wanted to see just how little Merlin really was wearing underneath the robe since he’d told him. He slipped his hand up the robe and straightaway was thrilled to feel bare flesh. He slowly moved his hand further up Merlin’s leg squeezing gently every so often. Every time he squeezed Merlin’s whole body tensed with desire.
Eventually his hand reached Merlin’s balls and he cupped them gently before moving his other hand up the robe to palm Merlin’s cock, rubbing its length before fully grasping it. He instantly felt Merlin’s cock fully stiffen in his grip and Merlin moaned in pleasure.
‘N-need more of you.’ Merlin whispered into Arthur’s ear. He pulled off Arthur’s shirt and then they resumed previous positions. Merlin stared at Arthur’s perfect body- an Adonis. He quickly leapt onto Arthurs lap, needing to be closer and needing the friction.
Arthur’s hand were still on his cock, working it up and down while Merlin began to rub back and forth against Arthur’s groin, feeling his cock rise to push against the crack of his own buttocks through the robe. He was breathing heavily with desire.
He inched his hand round the back of Arthur and under the band of his cotton pants, squeezing his perfect, smooth and firm arse. Placing kisses down Arthur’s jaw and down his neck. Arthur still working his cock, eyes closed in pleasure.
Merlin got off Arthur and his eyes opened in curiosity. Merlin pulled Arthur’s pants off in one fell swoop and then undid his own robe letting it fall to the floor and letting Arthur see his body in all its small framed pale glory. Merlin had no need to feel exposed and inadequate; Arthur stared at Merlin’s body with ravenous yearning, his cock standing to attention at the sight.
Even though Merlin’s frame was small, his cock was somewhat bigger in length than Arthur’s and he radiated raw power. Arthur’s cock however was thicker and just plain beautiful. Arthur stepped forward and kissed Merlin hard, pressing their two bodies and cocks together.
That when Merlin almost lost it.
‘I want you in me, now.’ He panted.
Arthur helped him up onto the table and Merlin lifted his legs over Arthur’s shoulder. He couldn’t wait for preparing Merlin’s hole when it was there, inviting his cock in. So instead he just pushed his head in and then his whole cock in two moves.
‘Sorry.’ He said as Merlin moaned in what appeared to be pain.
‘It’s ok, it felt good. Keep going.’ Merlin pleaded. It had been painful but at the same time he wanted it to. He wanted to feel Arthur for days. Arthur was special now. So Arthur carried on, pulling back and forth and pushing hard back every time, sometimes pulling all the way out before pushing back in balls deep, stroking Merlin vigorously as he went. Merlin kept moaning and groaning in pleasure, gripping the ends of the table, his eyes closed in ecstasy.
‘Oh yeah. Harder Arthur. Please- Mmmm’ He groaned.
He opened his eyes and watched, as a bead of sweat traveled from Arthur’s forehead, down his chest, through the lines of his stomach muscles, and finally disappear into his light brown pubic hair. He reached a hand out to stroke Arthur’s cheek and then placed his thumb into Arthur’s mouth, letting him taste his own sweat.
Arthur held Merlin’s hand and sucked his thumb, tasting the sweet sweat before letting it go, and watched Merlin put the thumb in his own mouth for a taste. He moaned at the image and could start to feel warmth pool in his stomach as he sped up his thrusts and neared his release.
‘I’m going to come.’ He said
‘Come inside me. I want to feel it explode.’ Merlin replied. Those words did it and Arthur let a load of come shoot deep into Merlin’s hole. He kept himself inside Merlin for a few seconds, continuing to pump Merlin’s mesmerising cock and thumbing the head.
‘Your turn now.’ He said with a grin as he pulled out his cock and bent over the round table, feeling the carvings, cold on his naked body and face.
Merlin grinned, wanting so much to be inside Arthur. He didn’t know how long he would last though. He was so close to climaxing already. So he just went for it, pushing his whole cock into Arthur’s hole in one move. Arthur groaned in pain/pleasure. This was payback for earlier, thought merlin.
He fucked Arthur for a few minutes; running his hands all over Arthur’s body and pulling his head back a bit by his hair. Arthur felt like he could come all over again with Merlin inside him. But he wanted to taste Merlin as well.
‘I’m going to come soon.’ said Merlin.
‘I want to taste it. I want it all over my face.’ said Arthur, surprising Merlin but making him even closer to coming at the same time. So he pulled out and Arthur got to his knees, fisting Merlin’s cock and sucking expertly on the end.
After only a few seconds Merlin exploded white come into Arthur’s mouth and all over his cheeks. Arthur came again at the same time as Merlin without even have having to touch his own cock. Merlin’s come tasted sweet, like sugar to Arthur but also musky and, well, like Merlin.
They cleaned and got dressed in silence, still enjoying the ecstasy and beauty of what they had just started. It was Arthur who broke the silence.
‘Well, I can see this arrangement is going to work out better than I thought. I dare say we should have dropped the magic ban years ago.’ He said with a big devilish smile.
‘I think I love you.’ Merlin said before he could control himself again.
‘I love you too.’ came Arthur’s elated reply.