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How beautiful did the rippling waves look from down below. The way bubbles rushed upwards from my body to catch their last breath of the fresh, saline air. I still remember the loving embrace of water around my neck, my back, limbs, toes, nails… And I can still, in my mind, see those warping beams of sunlight - just before darkness slowly crept in and stowed them away. Then - it was time to sleep. Did I sleep like a baby, or did I roll with anxiety over unpaid dues? No, it didn’t matter anymore. Not on this soft bed. So why did I wake up?

Rise, my child, I heard a voice around me. A soothing, caring voice. I didn’t recognize it, and it didn’t help either that this “my child” saying came from somebody who wasn’t my mother - she died back when I was a mere child. No step-mother ever came to fill-in the gap, so why now all of a sudden? Come on now, don’t keep me waiting! This voice spoke to me again. It’s not like there was anything better to do, otherwise I would’ve just stayed laying flat on my stomach, possibly for all eternity. I didn’t immediately understand where I was when I opened my eyes, but it also surely didn’t take long before I realized I was high above the clouds. I jumped up in panic and looked around me, trying to understand where I could’ve possibly ended up. Considering the “floor”, or its absence, I obviously didn’t come to any rational answer. Just clouds, clouds, and more clouds. All white and fluffy.

“Right behind you” the voice spoke to me again, now much more palpable. That voice was accompanied by a hand touching my left shoulder. I turned to the right. Of course I did, foolish, panicked me. I could swear the woman who appeared in front of me in gleaming white was thinking the same thing. Startled, I took a few steps back and inspected her. Her white aura did not hide her flowy hair, nor did it outshine her eyes, that were each colored in a gradient of blue and green. Her garment draped over her like sea-foam growing from crashing waves. “Come with me,” she said and held on to my hand.

I followed her steps for a few minutes. Nothing seemed to be any different around us, just the same clouds hovering below our feet. I could swear I even saw a bird for a short moment, looking like a little, flying dot far underneath me. During our last paces she summoned a couple of comfortable-looking chairs, a coffee table, and a piece of parchment. Odd, I would agree. But all of this is odd. She patted my back for a quick moment, as if to ask me to take a seat. Obviously, I didn’t object. We sat in front of each other, spending a candid second looking intently at each-other.

She grabbed the piece of parchment on the coffee table and briefly read at least some of what was written on top of it. “Hmm…” She took an inquisitive look at me for a moment before reading again. When she was done, she laid the parchment to her side and reverted her attention to me. “So,” she spoke, “Finn, I understand?” I nodded. It was, after all my name. Or rather still is? “You can call me Vena. It’s not my name, but rather a nickname I chose for myself.” Her regal stoicness was traded-off for a friendly smile, more suddenly than what I would’ve considered in good taste. But I was not the one to complain about a sudden amicability.

“Vena” I answered. “Latin for vein, or perhaps a stream, or a pulse. A beautiful choice!” I tried to pay back with a similarly inviting smile, though maybe it read more like an awkward attempt of doing that. She paid it no mind.

“Thank you!” she replied with the same kind of smile as before, “I really appreciate that.” She let the bright aura around her fade out, letting herself be seen more approachable. “I am the goddess who looks over love and fertility,” she continued, her tone now a bit more serious. “That’s why I grew attached to that word. It felt right.” She looked at me again for a moment, thinking for a moment before she talked again: “Normally I’m not the one who is supposed to lead the dead to the afterlife; that would be the god of reincarnation, but due to some circumstances I was asked to take his stead. I am happy to do that, though.”

So it wasn’t just a fever dream. I really was dead. “A goddess, you say?” I muttered out, somehow managing to overlook the shock of realizing I had just died not long ago. “So much for being an atheist, huh? So am I going to suffer some divine punishment? Send me to hell, or whatever you have here for an infidel of my sort?” With her being so friendly, I did not believe I would be judged to some hellish retribution. I just couldn’t think about anything better to ask without hiding my panic. Again, just freshly dead. “Or perhaps I would be sent there because I’m gay?”

“What kind of nonsense are you speaking?” she asked, now finally releasing her grasp on her last bit of formality. “Unless you did something utterly despicable in your life, I’m not going to send you to such a horrific fate! Have you?” She stared at me arrogantly, though not without a hint of a hidden intention behind her eyes. I meant to speak, but she cut me off. “Don’t answer that, I think we both know you haven’t. Be real now, liking men? If that’s what people lead you to think would get you to hell, it’s no wonder you’re an atheist! Or were, technically speaking…” I laughed a little bit.

“I’m sorry;” I talked back once she was done, “I’m still processing the fact I’m actually dead. I expected it to be more… well, definitely not this. Or anything.” I bowed my head down, not sure whether I might have inadvertently insulted Vena right in front of her. I paused for a few seconds before I raised my head back up. “But, I’m happy it is this. I’m happy it’s not just over, or worse.” She smiled at me for a few, long seconds.

“I’m glad to hear that.” She said, keeping her smile. I nodded.

“So what’s going to happen with me?” I asked, who knows how long later. Between the little nod and this question, it felt like an eternity before I figured out what to say. “You said something about ‘leading to the afterlife’. Does it mean ‘heaven’, or its equivalent, or does it mean a second chance? Or is there something way beyond my understanding?”

“It’s up to you.” She answered, leaving her chair and making her way towards me. I got up as she led me towards a different place. “I know you didn’t have it easy during life.” I paused for a quick moment and wondered how she knew. But I just as quickly reminded myself she is, after all, a goddess. Or was it merely the piece of parchment that had my information? I didn’t say a word and let her continue. “Living a life of solitude, all in the name of trying to achieve your goals. It must’ve been hard being so lonely for so long. I could send you back - let you continue your life on Earth, perhaps to give you a chance to make things right. You can also decide to stay here in heaven, a popular choice for many in your world.” Before she continued, we stopped at a place that was free of clouds, where we could look down at the ground and green fields. “For the last option,” she then spoke again, “I could put you in a new world where you can start from scratch. You can choose whether to keep your identity, or to throw away your past for good.”

A whole new world, huh? That didn’t sound too bad, not after the disappointment that was my life so far. “I’m not sure about getting rid of my entire identity,” I answered unsurely, “but even I would have to admit keeping all of my life at the back of my head won’t do me much good. Is there a way to compromise? Even just keeping my name would already give me some comfort.”

“Of course!” Vena told me, seeming almost excited. “So I take it that you would like to try your luck in a new place?” I nodded once more, this time with as much assurance I could possibly have. “I hope you don't mind, I would like to give you then one last thing before you go.” She came closer and reached her hand towards my chest. A soothing aura dissipated itself from her hand towards my heart and the rest of my body, engulfing me in comforting warmth. “It is my blessing to you, Finn. My way of trying to make your next life easier than your last.” I tried to thank her, but I couldn’t produce any voice. I saw my figure disappear bit by bit, fading into the unknown. This was it, I was about to begin life anew.

It was a warm, sunny day when Finn woke up on his 18th birthday. Sweet rays of sunshine greeted his for once not reluctant eyelids, birds sang and tweeted at his windowsill, and he was all but ready to enjoy his first day in adulthood. He lived in a modest house that had just a little more than the bare necessities. There he lived together with his parents and two younger siblings - a brother and a sister. Most of Finn’s adolescence he had spent taking care of fieldwork and home studies while his sister helped with the farm. His brother was too young to be of any use, so he spent most of his time helping their mother with simple cooking tasks. Today was the day things were going to change in the house, since the following day will be the day that could determine the rest of his life.

Once he put on some decent clothes, he opened his bedroom door and was quickly greeted by his cheering parents as they both gave him a big hug. “Happy birthday, my son!” his mother told him as she pulled him in for a big, loving hug. Not that it was different from any other day that was even a little bit special; she was not shy from showing affection to her beloved, eldest son. His father was principally no different, though mom reached Finn first, so he had to wait his turn to hug his now fully-grown son. “I can’t believe how fast my baby has grown” Mother kept praising Finn with the same level of excitement.

Celebrations began that day just a few hours after Finn woke up. Luckily, it was just enough time for Finn to take care of the usual morning routine and enjoy some time in the fresh, rustic air of the house’s front yard. When the party started, the dining room was decorated with simple paper confetti and a modest flower-arrangement on the dining table. The table itself, however, was loaded with the finest food and cakes his parents could prepare during the last day and a half, though not without the help of both his sister and friends, who without a moment of hesitation agreed to lend a hand. While Finn was the eldest son of his house, he was actually the youngest of his friend-circle, with an age gap of almost two years with a few of them.

Still, all of them decided to wait until Finn had grown up to make their next step in life. As it was traditional in their part of the kingdom, brand-new adults would normally leave their homes and dedicate no less than a few years for traveling elsewhere and find their place in the world. Some would seek education at the city, some would learn a profession, or even perhaps become adventurers - a path in life—though anything but luxurious—that was admired by many for both their bravery and their service to both commoners and nobility as one. Whatever path each person would chose, however, it would always stem from one important ritual that is performed on the day after their coming of age.

“So, my Finn,” his dad spoke to him while at the table, changing the subject whenever he found it comfortable enough to do so, “are you ready for your big day tomorrow?”

“I can’t wait to see what you will get!” His mom commented with delight.

The ritual in question, that would take place in less than 24 hours from Finn’s birthday party, is the one in which every adult receives their magical abilities from the gods. In the people’s eyes, it was as if the gods themselves granted each human a birthday gift on their most important one. In most cases, a person would get an elemental magic ability, i.e. water, earth, fire, and air. In rarer cases, though not too uncommon, some people were reported to be granted light, dark, or healing magic abilities.

Some exceptional cases were far and few in-between, though not completely unheard-of. Such was the case with one of Finn’s older friends, who was bestowed with lightning magic abilities. While it was the talk of both this village and the other villages around, the excitement over it faded quickly once they realized his unique magical affinity was all but useless outside of battle, a thing in which he obviously did not engage for as long as he waited for Finn together with the rest. Only then, maybe, he would find a better use for his gods-given talent.

With all of the pressure or, perhaps, fear of the unknown, Finn could only awkwardly smile at them. “I’m sure I’ll be happy with whatever I get.” He said, more as an excuse to rid himself of the said pressure and the unwarranted discussions over his currently unknown future. Luckily for him, that was good enough an answer for the rest, as his friends shared with the rest what they were planning to do and where they wanted to go once they begin their journeys. The one with lightning powers decided on becoming an adventurer in the capital city; another friend, with affinity to water magic, plans to study nature and ecology at a nearby city. Finn never really had any specific ambition for his ever-so-near future. He believed that whatever magic he would be granted, it would be enough of a clue to what his calling should be. If not, he was still definitely young enough to reconsider his path. Unlike his peers, he had the privilege of not waiting for anybody else.

The rest of Finn’s big day continued without any incident. His friends, sated and tired, left the family’s house long before sundown; the kitchen and dining room already spotless after cleaning, and everybody was prepared to end the day. “It’s going to be a miraculous day tomorrow, I’m sure of it.” Finn’s mother told him when she hugged him good-night.

“No matter what magic you’ll be blessed with, I’m sure you’ll find your path.” His father reassured him right thereafter. Finn lingered in their embrace for a few extra seconds and took in as much comfort as he could. Even though he had plenty of time to think about it, he was never really sure whether he hoped to get a basic affinity or rather a special one. Many times getting a special affinity would mean either a lifetime filled with either chaotic and dangerous adventures or a strikingly disappointing one. The elemental affinities, while often regarded as basic, did provide means for a comfortable, cozy life - free of any unexpected twists. Tired from his endless stream of thoughts and worries, he quickly fell asleep once he got in bed.

The next day was calm but full of excitement for Finn, who was now sitting together with his family at the chapel that represented their, and the neighboring villages. Several additional people have come to participate in the ritual. A few of them were somehow familiar with Finn, though none of them were anywhere beyond a mere first-name basis. Finn was listed to be one of the last to go through the ritual, and it did little to calm down his anxiousness. His mother noticed his fingers fidgeting below his knees, seeking both relief and a hideout for his stress, and gently stroked the back of his head. “It’s going to be all right, my love.” She told him with as much of an affirming tone as she could quietly muster without interrupting the priest. Finn looked at her, nodded, and let his hands relax on his lap.

Each ritual by itself did not take nearly as long as Finn—or, as a matter of fact, his parents—perceived it to do. The ritual typically included a prayer, the revelation, and a short, open conversation between the priest and the person in question, talking about the magical affinity and trying it for the first time. It only took around 10-20 minutes until it finally became Finn’s turn to approach the dais. His parents held his hands for a few, warm seconds before they let him go. He almost hesitantly met the Priest’s gaze, and knelt down before him, closing his eyes in anticipation. The priest smiled at Finn and held his staff above him.

“Heed, O great gods and spirits, creators and protectors of both mortal and eternal realms!” The priest began his prayer, which did not differ in any way from the prayers given to the rest (except for gender-based words). “May your light and wisdom shine upon your child, who now becomes man, and guide him towards your path of righteousness. Heed, O benevolent gods and spirits, reveal the gift you have chosen to bestow upon this lad!” As soon as the priest finished reciting his prayer, Finn was engulfed with a holy, warm aura. Even though it was typical for all rituals, each one of the people who took part in the ritual were amazed by the feeling, as if they did not expect it for themselves. That did not matter to the priest, who, out years of habit, simply nodded with a smile towards Finn and approached the crystal ball that waited on a nearby pedestal.

“My boy,” the priest now once again spoke to Finn, “please extend your hand and reach for the crystal ball.” Finn slowly, almost unsurely, reached his hand as the priest continued, “This holy artifact shall glow in the color of the magical affinity the gods have chosen to grant you. Don’t be scared, there’s nothing to worry about.” Finn’s last remaining bits of doubt were shed with the priest’s last words and he placed his hand on the crystal ball. In the rituals that Finn had so far witnessed, the crystal ball would simply faintly glow with whatever color responded to the affinity a person would receive, but everybody in the chapel almost instantaneously became blinded with an intense, white light that glowed from the ball. “I cannot believe it!” The priest humbly uttered, “Are… Are my eyes deceiving me? Could it be?”

“What’s going on?” Finn asked him, looking worried and helpless.

“A miracle.” He feebly spoke. The priest shook his head and snapped himself out of his entranced state. He readjusted his staff and laid its end onto the ball and chanted another prayer: “O blessed god who graces us with your light, let us heed your word and exalt before your image!” The crystal ball sent out rays of holy light that projected an image of a large woman before the crowd.

Everybody in the chapel knelt down without any delay once they saw the apparition above them. Only Finn was too stunned and overwhelmed to realize he had to do as the rest. The priest held Finn’s hand and spoke to him: “Kneel down, my boy; you are standing before a goddess.” Finn slowly got down on his knees, carefully trying to resist his body’s shakes. He took a deep breath and calmed down his nerves. Like the priest said, he was, after all, witnessing a miracle. And not just some miracle that happened to a random person, but a miracle that was happening to him. The ghostly white figure of the goddess began to take on color and moved towards Finn.

“Stand up, Finn, my child.” She told him, reaching a hand to him to pull him up. Once Finn got up, she held his other hand and led him to the front of the dais. There she spoke to him again: “My precious Finn, it has been almost two decades and you have grown so much. It is as if only yesterday you were still in my realm, waiting to be born anew.” Finn, as stunned as he still was, looked at the goddess in barely conspicuous confusion. Nevertheless, the goddess continued. “Now that you have grown, I shall make good on the promise I gave you ever so long ago. I, Vena, the goddess presiding over love and fertility, grant unto you this blessing of ‘love’ as you journey into your newfound adulthood.”

Finn, still confused, stared at Vena sheepishly, muttering and stuttering: “Th… Thank you, her gr… her grace.”

Vena would’ve chuckled if it weren’t for the ceremonial circumstances in which she appeared before him. Instead, she held on to her laughter and stroked the back of his palms with her thumbs. “I can imagine you are confused, my beloved friend.” She continued her speech. “Come to my temple in Herzbreit once you have understood the meaning of my blessing. There I shall explain everything to you. Until then, I bid you a warm farewell.” Vena’s projection then faded out, leaving a trail of light that flowed upwards to the sky. Finn stood still in silence, trying to process everything he had just experienced.

“In the name of everything that is holy,” the priest finally spoke up after a few excruciating moments of utter silence, “Never in my 47 years of priesthood have I ever witnessed a blessing. Tell me, boy, the goddess Vena has called you her ‘friend’. Did she ever appear before you before?”

Finn gently shook his head. “No,” he said, “this is the first time. As far as I can remember, that is. But tell me, sir, what did she mean in ‘waiting to be born anew?’”

The priest look up, staring at the sky through the window, wondering. “I am afraid matters of life and death are not meant for us to understand. Our books and teachings only go as far as what the gods tell us, but it seems that the goddess Vena has offered you a window into the unknown.” He laid his hand on Finn’s shoulder and continued: “Dear Finn. It is said that at any given time, there are only a few tens of people roaming the world with a blessing of a god. I would be lying to you if I said I know how to guide you any further from here, or if any other person would, for that matter. It is up to you to understand the meaning of your blessing and make the most of it. Herzbreit is a big city with plenty of resources; I suggest you start your search over there.”

Finn nodded at the priest and leaned in for a hug. “Thank you” he said and returned to his seat at the chapel, where both of his parents hugged him tightly and warmly. The rest of the rituals continued without any other surprises and the ceremony ended shortly thereafter.

Finn and his family later sat in a wagon that carried them and their neighbors back to the village. If it weren’t for the solemnity of his circumstances, he would’ve been showered with everybody’s excitement—perhaps too much of it. He wasn’t sure, though, what he would’ve preferred. An overwhelming wave of jubilee or the looks he currently received from every person around him. He, more than anything, hoped somebody would at least break the silence. “Finn, love,” he eventually heard his mother speaking to him, “I, like the priest or any other person here, can’t imagine what your blessing means.” Finn looked at her helplessly. “But I have a feeling I have an idea for what it could be. I want to tell you a story back from when you were a baby. It’s a story I haven’t told you so far, but maybe I should have.” All eyes looked at Finn’s mother, realizing she is about to share an important history most people around her shared.

“Back when you were little, our part of the kingdom didn’t enjoy the peace and prosperity it has today. For years we were constantly struggling with attacks and raids from monsters - both rogue and armed. That much you surely already know. But our village was special, since in the last years of the war our village was never harmed. During the last invasion of our village, I remember hearing shouts from outside the house when I was feeding you. I can still remember how horrified I was, how I worried something might happen to you. I heard knocks on our door and I rushed to see who it was. I didn’t know the man personally, but I recognized his face, so I let him in to take shelter. But then I saw the herd of monsters that chased him—just standing there, in front of both you and me. I never understood why, but they looked at you intently for a long time. And then they left. Not only our house, but the whole village. All of the pillaging, the burning, they just stopped, as if by divine order they decided to leave and never return. I am ashamed to admit that for the longest time I wondered whether you had something to do with it, whether you were somehow connected to a higher power. And most of all, I was afraid you might’ve been connected to the demon realm in some way. With time I learned to let go of these intrusive thoughts, but only today did I truly get the relief I needed, to know that you’re not only connected to the demons, but under the goddess Vena’s guidance. I hope you don’t think any less of me…”

Finn waited a few seconds to process his mother’s story. And then he pulled her in for a hug. “I don’t, mom. I understand.” His mother held him tightly and fought against the few tears she had in her eyes. “I’m just happy, if I am really the reason our village was spared, that we are no longer facing any more dangers.” He continued in a softer voice.

Finn spent his last night ridden with thoughts and curiosity about the journey he was about to head. The journey to Herzbreit is neither long nor dangerous, but his task was very clear to him. Once he arrives there, he must find the meaning of the blessing he received. But how? Where would he find the right solution? Love has many definitions, and it takes on many shapes, so which one is the right one? That is, if there even is one; perhaps his blessing is passive and only apparently protects him from evil. He was always well-liked, is that what it’s all about? But that’s only “like”, there’s no way that is all what the goddess—

Three gentle knocks shook Finn off his stream of thoughts. “Come in.” He said gently, trying to mask how tired he was.

His father carefully entered Finn’s room and crouched beside his bed, lowering his eyes to his. “Finn, son,” he said, “I know I’ve been rather quiet today and let your mother do most of the talking, but I wanted to tell you again how much I—no, we’re proud of you. With or without the blessing. I can’t tell what the future holds for you, but I’m sure you’ll find your way. It might be hard, or maybe not, but I truly believe in you. And never forget we are always here for you, especially if you need to catch a break from everything and just take a breath of fresh air. That’s the least we can offer besides a bed and fresh food.” Both he and Finn laughed for a short while. “I won’t disturb you any further. Good night, Finn. We’ll prepare something tasty for you to take on the road.”

Finn thanked his father as he left the room just as quietly as he entered. No longer ridden with insistent thoughts, he fell asleep with ease.

“Is that so?” A woman looked at Finn and asked him, following his recount from just a few days prior. Finn has made it fairly easily to Herzbreit, having needed to travel for only a day with the help of some enhanced carriages (kindly subsidized by his parents’ generosity). After settling into the city and finding a room to rent, he took off to explore the city, not wanting to worry himself with his commitments the moment he got there. During that free day he saw a couple of locations he figured could be helpful for finding out the meaning behind his given blessing.

Much to his dismay, the first person he visited—a locally known soothsayer—said she didn’t see anything that was a clear sign for what he was looking. If he weren’t so sunk already in disappointment, he would’ve noticed that this soothsayer might’ve had a suspicious tone when she refused to acknowledge any findings, or even the few, tiny droplets of sweat that came out of her forehead. Alas, it was now too late to pay attention to those, and he found himself in the next location on his mind, a relationship counselor. “And what would you say comes to mind when you think about the word ‘love’?” The counselor continued. “I can’t say I am certain, but if the goddess did, in fact, bless you as a personal favor, it might have something to do with your personal experiences, right?”

“I mean, I guess…” Finn answered doubtingly, scratching the side of his barely existing beard. “But I’ll be honest with you, I can’t really say I am experienced with anything other than familial love. I love my parents, my siblings, my friends, but I can’t really say I noticed anything ‘magical’ about any of them during the 24 hours since the ritual.”

“Hmm…” The woman contemplated almost theatrically, grimacing at Finn’s intriguing case. “And you say then you have no relationship experience either, huh? Surely there must’ve been some girl you fancied, or am I wrong?”

“Uh, actually, I rather swing the other way.” He said and laughed nervously. “But I anyway mostly stayed at home or helped with farm-work. The times I did hang out with my friends were obviously devoid of any romantic or sexual tension; I never looked at any of them that way, even after I came to terms with my identity.”

“Well, it does make things more difficult to figure out.” The counselor said hopelessly. She set aside the piece of paper where she wrote down her notes about Finn and spoke to him directly: “Listen, Finn, if I be honest, I think it’s not about whether anybody can or cannot tell you what it might be. From what I’m getting, it sounds like your village life practically robbed you from any meaningful experiences when it comes to relationships. I think there is a lot you still need to experience about yourself before you can even think about understanding the blessing.”

“Oh, man. I was hoping it wouldn’t boil down to this…” Finn slumped down a little in defeat, disappointed from yet another failed attempt.

“If it helps to keep your hopes high, it’s more than reasonable to think that the self-discovery you need to do might lead you, perhaps, directly towards understanding your blessing. Or, though less likely, you might learn about both at the same time. Just head out there and go with the flow. It’s always a good first step when you don’t know what to do. Just open your heart wide, that’s what this city is all about!”

Finn kept quiet for a moment, realizing the lady had made a good point. Good enough to uplift his mood, even by a little bit. “Thank you, ma’am. You’ve been a great help.” He said as he got up, shook her hand, and headed towards the exit.

“I aim to please.” She answered. “And that’ll be 2 silver and 37 bronze.”

…

Finn left the counselor’s office with mixed feelings. On one hand, he now has a path he could (and, frankly, should) try out, something akin to an actual clue! But on the other hand, yet another failure to understand the meaning of that blessing. Even though it was merely a second attempt, the excitement he arguably unjustly built up in his mind already began to fade as he was internalizing that this search for meaning would potentially be a whole adventure by itself. Even more so by facing the fact he was already 18 and without a single experience when it comes to romance. Not unheard of—18 is still not that old of an age, but when a goddess’ blessing is on the line, it quickly becomes a major inconvenience.

Luckily for him, the sun did not hurry to set, and he had plenty of time to look around for more clues. And without any pressure on his mind, he could afford to slack off during the search. Worst case scenario, he would just continue tomorrow with the list he made himself. Herzbreit, as big and bustling as it was, offered many places to those who sought to make a change of pace, to enjoy some moments of serenity and quiet. The green scenery and numerous waterways that passed through the city granted its residents plenty of places where they could relax and kill time by enjoying the pleasant views around them. And that’s exactly what Finn felt he needed at that moment. With such a big revelation, surely that would help him clear his mind enough to plan his next move.

He walked around aimlessly for a good 20 minutes before he happened to arrive at the river shore. Finn was lucky in the sense that he began his city adventure on a weekday, so that most people at that time of the day still did not leave their jobs just yet. Finn could thus enjoy a relatively silent and empty beach, without the worries of suffering screaming children and their loud parents. He sat at the nearest bench to the water and shut his eyes.

Finn didn’t know for how long he had the opportunity to relax in front of the river—ten minutes, thirty, maybe even a whole hour for all he knew. Nevertheless, it was definitely not enough for him. Alas, much to his inconvenience, his rest was interrupted by a distant, yet abrasive sound of bells and chants coming from a person standing somewhere further down the beach. Come on, are you for real? He thought to himself before he decided to get up and confront the nuisance in person. When he got closer, he could identify the perpetrator as a lady wearing an elegantly decorated garment, possibly a ritualistic one, in addition to several necklaces adorned with wooden beads and gems.

The woman’s outfit raised some intrigue in Finn. A shaman? Oh well, there’s no avoiding the weirdos in the big city, I guess… He pondered as he kept pacing towards her, eventually getting close enough to initiate contact. “Hello! Uh… ma’am?” He called her, hoping the remaining distance between the two was not too large for her to hear him well enough. “I’m sorry to interrupt your… activity, but the music you’re playing is a bit too loud! Could I ask you to tone it down, even if just a notch?”

The woman at first seemed oblivious to Finn’s complaint and kept her chanting a moment longer, but was then quick to pause and removed the plugs she had in her ears. “I’m sorry, what was that?” She innocently asked, carrying a friendly smile on her face.

“Oh, uh…” He uttered, taken aback from the fact she was wearing ear-plugs the whole time. “Sorry, I just wanted to say that your music was a bit too loud; I could hear it from quite far away and I was trying to take a nap. May I just ask why you’re performing your music with plugs in your ears?” He got closer to her, not wanting to have to raise his voice for too long.

“Is that so?” She asked, looking shocked. “I’m sorry, I have a habit to wear the plugs so I can listen to my voice better. Perhaps at this point I should feel comfortable enough singing without them.” The woman seemed a tad embarrassed at herself. Looking to find a way to not linger in that embarrassment, she impulsively asked him: “But if you’re already here, would you be interested in joining me?”

“Joining?” He replied, almost shocked. The last thing he had in mind when approaching her was to take part in the disruption of his “me-time”. “I’m honestly not the musician type, sorry. But now you have gotten me curious about what it is that you’re performing here, to be honest.”

The shaman was happy to know he was curious. “Well, it’s not a ‘performance’ per-se;” she began, “my intention is not to have an audience, though I’m not against it. It is my own way to connect with nature. I was blessed many years ago with affinity to water magic—my favorite element in the world! Think about it: the common element and origin to all life in the world, the element that unchains you from gravity of the earth, it brings joy and love to every corner of my humble soul! So in gratitude for the gods who gave me this power, I come to the river shore every week and sing my praise for them. I actually haven’t gotten any complaint about it in a long time; I thought everybody was okay with it. Guess not.” She gently frowned at her last sentence.

“Oh, I’m new here.” Finn tried to reassure her. “If that’s something you’re doing here as a habit and nobody minds it, who am I to stop you?” He paused for a moment, thinking. “It makes me happy to meet someone who’s so passionate about their magic power. Back in my village, most people would just take it for granted. I can’t say I do, though my case is… well, complicated…” He lowered his gaze, frustrated at his fate.

“Complicated?” She asked, worried, and almost disappointed. “Did you get a rare affinity?”

“Not even that,” he sighed, “I… I actually got a blessing instead of an affinity. I’ve been tryi—”

“A blessing?!” The shaman asked in amazement, “That is amazing! No, even more than amazing, it’s miraculous!” She suddenly approached for a forceful hug, ignoring any regard to his personal space.

“You’re not the first one to say that.” He just barely managed to speak, struggling to breathe between her surprisingly strong arms.

“Wait!” She then had a realization. “Don’t tell me… I think I heard about you; are you the one who received the blessing of love from the goddess Vena the other day?” Finn nodded. “Oh, what a day to be alive!” She shrilled in joy. “A blessing of love… How beautiful, how graceful! Such a mesmerizing gift to bestow upon such a blooming youngling! Tell me, what does that blessing grant you? I am overflowed with curiosity!”

Finn caught his breath once she finally let go of him, returning to a more respectful distance between two strangers. “I hate to be the bearer of bad news,” he shamefully answered, “but I actually have no idea. The priest told me I could probably find an answer here in the city, but so far I had no success. A soothsayer told me she didn’t see anything, and a relationship counselor pointed to me that I can’t figure what a love blessing would mean if I don’t even have any experience in romance or intimacy.”

The woman stared at him for a few seconds, and then laughed. “Ha, that counselor may have a point, but love comes in many shapes and forms! And most importantly, it comes first and foremost from yourself!” She poked his chest with her finger, pointing at his heart. “I won’t pretend like I have the answers, but, if you want, I would be honored to let you join me in a meditation, a confession of love to the world as a whole!”

For as much as he first thought of the shaman lady as a “weirdo”, Finn realized she made a very good point. Love, and the power it might offer, doesn’t have to be the bodily affection it’s mostly associated with; it could just as well be a kind of love that is not bound to any one being. A universal love. “You know what,” he answered with confidence, “I think I’d love more than anything to join you. I’m still sure I’m a bad singer, though.”

“You don’t have to sing if you don’t want!” She told him cheerfully. “We can recite mantras instead, if you want. There is no ‘correct way’ to do it. Whatever feels right to you is the right way.”

The two spent the next hour and a half in their musical meditation, reciting and singing an adoration to the world around them, ringing bells and plenty other instruments to accompany their voices. With the warmth of the sun gently wavering as it set in the distance, the two brought their shared time to an end. Finn stood up on his feet and took a deep, refreshed breath. “Thank you, madame, for this time.” He thanked her with honesty. “Unfortunately, I don’t think I felt a change with anything magical, but it did a lot to uplift me. This day has been a bit rough; I needed that.”

The shaman nodded. “If your time with me uplifted your spirits, there’s no greater honor. Magic is not the source for joy; you need to find it from within yourself!” The two exchanged a quick moment of grateful silence. “I’m always here the same time every week. Come by, if you get a chance.” Finn humbly bowed to her and bid her farewell.

Another failed attempt. But this time he did not give in to frustration or disappointment. Not only because this encounter was never planned, but mostly because he finally understood he could not allow himself to get sucked in to the idea of measuring his life’s worth according to whether he understands his blessing or not. Better late than never, his search will go on, but now with a different attitude.

Darkness shrouded the city not long after Finn was on his own again. With his good mood, however, it was too early for him to head back to bed. There was still a whole city to discover. No less than in daytime, if not even more, the bustle of the city kept going strong even towards night-time. Obviously, it wasn’t full anymore or farmer’s markets and the run-of-the-mill street vendors, but food stalls, bars, and plenty other businesses opened their doors at sundown. Finn was in no shape or form accustomed to so many people wobbly treading the streets with beer pints, no matter how “gracefully” they did, but something about it gave Finn a new-found sense of freedom he didn’t know he lacked. And with enough money earned and saved from helping his parents for so many years, he could easily enjoy a night of frivolous leisure.

Finn walked down the street, jolly and carefree with the help of a few gulps of beer—enough to keep his good spirits without suffering any adverse effects. Though not really quiet, Finn could already notice there were fewer people around him than when he had just begun his night-time explorations. The smaller number of people allowed him to hear more of other people’s conversations. Sure, it’s impolite to eavesdrop, but with most of the city left to discover, who would resist the temptation of potentially hearing about any mouth-to-ear tips?

For better or for worse, that was exactly what he did when he had heard a couple of men passing by, talking about some sort of dungeon that was situated just a few streets away. A dungeon? He wondered. Here, in the city? He let his curiosity get the best of him and rushed towards the two men, by luck remembering their looks. “Excuse me,” he tapped on one of the men’s shoulder as he turned to their front, “Sorry for eavesdropping earlier, but I heard the two of you talk about a dungeon. I’m new to this city, and, uh… well, I’m no adventurer, but I’m really curious about it now that I know it exists.” He huffed for a while, after he spoke the entire sentence without remembering to get some air between his comas.

The two men looked at each other and then back at Finn. A scrawny little guy, well dressed, and apparently completely innocent. “Heh,” one of them chuckled and elbowed his friend, “don’t sweat it. With the right amount of coins, they would cater even to an absolute beginner. Just get there and have a look; you won’t miss it.”

Finn thanked the guy and quickly made his way to the mysterious dungeon. A dungeon that caters to beginners. That was an interesting premise. Finn has never heard of a dungeon that “caters” to anybody, let alone to a person who’s not even an adventurer. And for payment? Perhaps there were some guides who would teach newbies how to fend for themselves. Or, maybe, they sold equipment meant to help such inexperienced adventurers. Finn couldn’t hold his excitement at bay anymore, and bolted as fast as he could to where the dungeon was said to be.

And within no time, he was there without a doubt. But a doubt was certainly there. “Oh.” He thought out loud. The staircase reaching downwards from where he stood led not to the kind of dungeon he had in mind. Looking at the red lights and… “exotic” artworks that decorated the walls along the staircase—all the way to the entrance, he realized the dungeon in question offered a very different kind of adventures. “Fuck.” He thought out loud again.

Finn was an adult now, that much he was sure. But the shift from no sexual experience to a downright sex dungeon was, perhaps, too much too fast. He turned away with his dignity still intact, and walked away in a straight line. Until his day flashed back at him with no mercy. “There is a lot you still need to experience about yourself before you can even think about understanding the blessing.” He remembered the counselor saying, her imaginary finger ticking like a metronome right at his face. “Man, this can’t be happening!” He whined to himself in pity, realizing he should, by some cruel necessity, turn back and tread down the stairs. “So much for my dignity… Whelp, here I go…” He went downstairs and looked at the frosted-glass that decorated the door, gleaming with the same deviant, red light. With a shaking, hesitating hand, he pushed down the door handle and entered into the unknown.

The room that greeted him had red velvet walls and black leather ornaments all over, a sight that did nothing to ease Finn’s nerves. He looked and walked around with his knees trembling in place, almost threatened by the debaucherous aura that the small space offered.

“Hmm… Do we have a first-timer here?” A lewd, feminine voice startled him and giggled. Finn, who for a moment froze in place, turned around and looked at the woman who stood in front of him. A young, elven woman, slightly taller than him, with shimmering, ginger hair and large breasts. She slightly bent down her knees and held him by his chin. “Aren’t you a cute one!” She said, clearly hoping to tease him as much as she could. “Tell me, boy, what’s your name?”

“F… F… Finn, m… ma’am…” He stuttered, trying desperately to get a grip on himself before the woman pushed him over his limits.

“Oh, and you call me ‘Ma’am’!” She cried in hubris, “You’re so cute. Tell me, Finn, what brings such an adorable, young man to my lair?” She dragged her finger across his lips. Finn’s anxiety only allowed him to mumble a few, stuttered syllables; he couldn’t answer. She stroke his hair like a puppy and reassured him: “Don’t be stressed now, boy, just take a deep breath. I only bite when asked, hehehe!”

Finn gulped, and breathed in deep. Just barely avoiding choking from her perfume, he gathered his thoughts and answered: “I… I’m new in town, uh… ma’am. I recently turned 18, and… well, instead of a magic affinity, I received a blessing called ‘love’. I’m trying to understand what it means, and a relationship counselor told me I wouldn’t understand it if I don’t have any experience…”

The mistress had a funny look on her face. “Experience?” She asked, “Do you mean… Oh… Wait, are you telling me that you’re a virgin?” Her expression changed from confusion to excitement, looking almost as if she were salivating right above him. Finn shyly nodded like a good boy. “It’s been a while since last time I claimed someone’s virginity. Most men who come here are nothing more than filthy perverts, but you’re a special treat, I can tell.” She dragged him to the chair behind the reception counter he somehow missed the whole time. She seductively sat on his lap, and spoke to him with a sweet, devilish tone: “Normally there’s a big price to pay when you want to play with Mistress Aurora. But, for a sexy boy-toy like you, I’m willing to make just this one on the house.”

“Uh…” Finn desperately overcame his stress, realizing he was being threatened with the kind of good time he never wanted to have. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, uh, Mistress Aurora, but I’m not into women! Sorry… I am only interested in men… Forgive me!” He covered his face, hoping he won’t face retaliation after disappointing the horny mistress.

“Wait, you’re gay?” She asked him loudly, her face appearing jubilant rather than upset. “It’s a dream come true!” She gasped, “I found one, at last!” She hastily left Finn and the chair and knocked on a door on the other side of the room. With no answer given, she opened the door and yelled: “Phil! Come here when you’re done; I got a special surprise for the two of us!” Besides a simple “okay”, Finn heard another woman moaning loudly from deeper inside that room.

Oh, no. What could that woman be possibly planning now? And “surprise”? What is that supposed to mean? Finn lingered in his thoughts, numbed and overwhelmed. Whether he liked it or not, there was no turning back for him. At least he didn’t have to pay. Aurora kept unquietly standing at the entrance to the room where the supposed “Phil” was occupied with a different dame. Sometimes she glanced at Finn, like she’s checking her prey doesn’t run away, as he put it in his thoughts. The muffled moans from the other room ceased after what felt to Finn like an eternity. About another minute later, a woman left the room and headed towards the exit, looking dazed and ecstatic. She tossed a handful of silver coins at Aurora and left with a “See you next week!”

“Shame for you that you’re not a woman;” Aurora told Finn, “Phil really knows how to put his dick to good use. And he has a big one, too.” She winked at him, earning a panicked blush as a reward for yet another successful tease. “And speak of the devil, he’s all but here!” She made her way to the counter and crouched right in front of Finn’s thighs, where to his side she opened a cupboard and drew an unassuming vial of potion and a cocktail glass. As she poured the potion into the glass, presumably for fitting the mood, Phil entered the room.

Phil appeared to be a human with short, blond hair, very muscular, and well dressed. Finn could only get a little glance at him since Aurora still stood between the two. “So, where’s the surprise you talk about?” He asked with a raspy, yet elegant voice. Aurora approached him and gave him the potion, which was thanked for with a kiss on the cheek. He gulped everything with a few sips and wiped his lips with the back of his forearm. “Must be a special event if you’re rushing me to get hard again.” He told her and looked over her shoulder. “Is it something to do with your company?”

Aurora teased the upper button of his shirt, playing with a few strands of hair on his chest. “Remember that little fantasy of ours we discussed?”

“Which one?”

“Why don’t you guess? A little, twinky gay boy, and a virgin at that! Look at him, he’s probably just salivating to get his hands on you!” Finn didn’t appreciate her borderline humiliation, but he had to admit to himself she was not entirely wrong about his thoughts on her husband.“ Aurora, you know I don’t do guys like that.” He told her as a matter-of-fact.

“Sure,” she teased, “but didn’t you say yourself you always wanted to cuck a gay man?”

“Well, has he been a good boy?” Phil join her teasing. He approached the frightened and aroused Finn, who out of panic closed his eyes.

“Oh, he’s been the best boy!” Aurora affirmed, which did no help for her unlikely customer. “He even called me ‘ma’am’!”

“Is that so?” Phil asked, looking closer at Finn. “Then good boys get special prizes.” He smirked at him and with a sweeping motion lifted and carried him to the room from whence he came. Aurora followed suit. The room appeared to Finn as a confusing labyrinth of doors and BDSM equipment. After a few room changes, the three entered a relatively large room that was well lit and furnished. Aurora smiled and winked once again at Finn as Phil put him down and placed him on a chair he pulled to the center.

Aurora brought a rope. Finn took notice of that and was about to cry and beg her to stop, but Phil laid a finger on his lips from behind and whispered in his ear: “Sh… keep quiet, boy. You’re going to enjoy this.” Phil was apparently no stranger to handling male admirers of Finn’s sort, since it was almost too easy for him to put Finn at ease. As much as he claimed to have no interest in sleeping with other men, it sure looked like he took great pleasure at teasing them.

And teasing was also by itself an understatement. After the two tied Finn firmly to the chair, they stood right in front of him. Phil easily towered over Aurora, who was already taller than Finn. From his perspective, Phil was a monster on two legs. Aurora stood up on her tip-toes and Phil bent down towards her and the two pulled each other for a passionate, exhibitionist kiss. With wet tongues swirling together in mid-air, Phil and Aurora tugged at each other’s clothes, gradually exposing their bodies and getting naked in front of the now more curious than fearful Finn.

The last piece of clothing, Phil’s underwear, were pulled down by Aurora’s arms. With perverted intentions, she launched it right at Finn’s arguably excited face. Smells of his crotch, but otherwise clean, fortunately. He inspected. A raging storm of desire built-up within him, realizing that beyond the obvious attraction to Aurora’s man, he envied her. While young enough to not be too troubling, he still wished he would’ve been one of the lucky ones from his village, who managed to find a partner while still not adults. And then were these two, flashing their most intimate moments right in front of him.

Looking at the silly guy wearing his underwear on his head, Phil walked towards Finn and sleazily sat on his lap with his legs spread wide. He held Finn’s head by the neck with his muscles and made him look down at his throbbing penis. Look, but don’t touch… He regretfully assumed, seeing how Aurora made her way down in-between with her eyes crossed and aimed at the snake that knocked on her mouth’s door.

“Watch and learn, boy.” Phil told Finn, making sure his eyes looked directly at Aurora. “If you’re lucky enough, you’ll find yourself a man with a dick as large as mine; you should take a look and learn how to deepthroat like the champ you’ll be one day.” Aurora indeed had no problem gulping down Phil’s dick without any struggle, even though his penis was about as large as her face. Her head bopped back and forth with the elegance of a dancer, leaping into the air with her eyes closed. “F-fuck!” Phil groaned, pleased as usual from his wife’s technique. “Bet you wish you were her, huh?” He teased the boy, who by then took off the underwear off his face, only for Phil to shove it tightly in his mouth. He spat it out and answered with an obedient “Yes, sir.”

“It helps if you relax your jaw and keep your maw wide open.” Aurora advised Finn when she stopped to take a breath. “And keep your tongue active, if you want to drive your man wild.” Finn unconsciously practiced the moves she suggested, imagining he was giving head instead of her.

“And watch the teeth. For the love of the gods, watch your damn teeth!” Phil added, perhaps more passionately than he should’ve. “Aurora doesn’t need to be told; she is an expert. But you - until you get the confidence to go freely, watch for those teeth. I tell you, a few things hurt more than teeth on your dick.”

“Yes sir,” Finn answered with the same discipline, “I’ll make sure”. He slowly tilted his head until he leaned on Phil’s chest, who didn’t seem to mind. Oh, my gods, he is so hot! He told himself in his mind, transfixed by the faint smell of Phil’s armpit and cologne.

Then came a little wiggle from between his own legs. When alone, a normally welcome nudge that reminded him to enjoy his solitude. But now, a traitor. No, no, stay down! He told his penis, knowing he shouldn’t ruin the pleasure of a straight man going already father than any other would, just to tease him for both’s pleasure. An erection would surely be his limit, wouldn’t it? Alas, no person in his circumstances would stand a chance against the treatment he has enjoyed for the last 5 minutes. It only took him losing his concentration for a mere moment before his penis hardened underneath his pants. Finn was by no means anywhere near as well-endowed as Phil, but his genitals held more than enough presence to catch Phil’s attention.

“Finally got you hard, huh?” Phil asked and held him by his cheeks. “If you thought that was hot, get a load of this.” Much to Finn’s dismay, Phil got up and led Aurora a few steps back. As she laid on the carpeted floor, Phil crawled on top of her, and guided his cock towards her cunt. He grind against her, all the while flaunting his smooth, muscular ass-cheeks to Finn, who already fantasized about planting his face between them.

“Fuck me as hard as you can!” Aurora moaned at Phil after barely a few seconds, and he eagerly complied without thinking twice. His motions were ruthless and unforgiving, dizzying Finn’s zealous pupils. Phil’s balls bounced and clapped against Aurora’s taint, and their movement dispersed their musky scent all over the room. The thin layer of fat on Phil’s butt rippled with every thrust.

The poor Finn did not know where to look or on what to concentrate. He desperately attempted to admire every part of Phil’s body, while his own started leaking from his humble member, sullying the only pair of pants he had with him that night. He twitched and wiggled in place, ceding every bit of control from his zoned-out brain to his penis. Phil and Aurora kept going at it, utterly oblivious of Finn’s movements, who attempted to near himself to the two despite his tied-up body. An impressive feat for most of that time, but it all came crashing down on him when he himself dragged his chair a little too hard and toppled the chair over. Finn cried in panic as he fell down face-first, luckily this time catching Phil and Aurora’s attention before it was too late. With a smooth leap backwards, Phil put himself in the way between Finn’s face and the floor, and Finn landed—much to his own, personal luck—right on top of Phil’s ass-crack.

“Pathetic.” Phil uttered, not sure whether he was feeling contempt or humor by this mishap. Aurora, for all she cared, held herself from laughing out loud. “Can’t even hold himself for even a moment, huh?” Phil continued.

“Sorry…” Finn embarrassedly muttered between Phil’s butt-cheeks, who squirmed at the odd feeling of him speaking around his hole.

“Well, if you can’t behave yourself, we’re gonna have to take more drastic measures with you.” Phil told Finn as he carefully moved forward and removed him from his buttocks, again squirming from the off feeling of a man’s head smeared all over his ass. “Aurora,” he continued, “please untie and strip him naked. Make sure he is seated again and doesn’t try anything stupid.” Aurora happily complied and approached Finn with a giggle. Easily untying him and excitedly removing his clothes one-by-one.

Once Finn was seated back on his chair, Phil pushed Aurora down on her knees and guided her to Finn’s crotch. “If his dick is so desperate to get attention,” Phil talked further, “we might as well give it to him!” He aimed his dick at Aurora’s hole and fucked her once more, not losing a beat from where they stopped. Aurora shamelessly grabbed Finn’s confused penis and sucked him off with delightful ease. Finn was too shocked to react in any way. He looked down at Aurora. She definitely knew what she was doing; her blowjob felt amazing despite the fact she did not turn him on at all. “That’s the best we can give you.” Phil told Finn, who switched gazes between Aurora and Phil’s girthy pipe. Phil held Finn’s head and guided him to his face. “Just keep looking at me. With the potion Aurora gave me, I’m not going to go soft even if I stare at you.”

Finn was as ecstatic as he could possibly imagine being: his dick was getting professional throat while an irresistible hunk held him by his chin and stared at him; his body itself already only several inches apart from him. Aurora too was having the time of her life: that same irresistible hunk pounding at her needy pussy while lucky enough to be allowed to give head to a young, handsome gay man.

Phil’s emotions were, however, more complex. Naturally, he’d normally rather avoid staring at another man during sex at all costs. But, the longer he looked at the gleam in Finn’s eyes, a weird feeling came over him. For a reason he couldn’t tell, he began enjoying staring at the young guy. He started having butterflies in his stomach, compelling him to inch closer and closer to Finn. Am… Am I attracted to him? Phil thought to himself, trying to make sense of these sudden, intrusive thoughts. Finn could tell something was up, especially when their foreheads eventually bumped into each-other and maintained a steady contact. I… I can’t resis—… I want him. Phil admitted to himself as he pulled Finn’s head toward him and kissed him. His tongue slithered into the paralyzed Finn’s lips and twirled around his.

Finn’s body hesitatingly shifted between stiffness and limpness, not sure how to react to Phil forcibly making out with him. The person whose tongue cheerfully violated his mouth was not supposed to be attracted to him. While he continued fucking Aurora, Phil guided Finn’s hands to an embrace that finally freed him from his uncertainty. Don’t ask questions. Just enjoy it! He told himself, now actively taking part in their shared kiss.

“What the…” Aurora finally said when she noticed there was new action happening right above her. More than shocked, she enjoyed the sudden turn of events, even though it contradicted something so fundamental she thought she knew about her own husband. Holy. Fucking. Shit. This is so hot! She told herself, hypnotized by the sight of the two kissing each other.

“Fuck man,” Phil told Finn once he broke the kiss, “I don’t know what it is about you that made me like this, but I suddenly find you so hot!” He pulled him for another quick kiss. He looked down to his wife, who kept doing a good job taking note of the whole scene before her eyes. “Babe, if you don’t mind, I wanna fuck the shit out of this little guy. Is it okay if I take charge of him?” He asked her.

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” Aurora answered with a devilish grin. “I have no idea what the fuck has gotten into you, but I like what I’m seeing.” She pulled herself out of Finn’s lap and made her way to a nearby sofa, gleefully touching herself as the two kept kissing and fondling each other.

Phil pulled Finn up and switched places with him. Now sitting on the chair, he opened his legs wide and displayed his stiff cock. “You say you’ve never done this before?” Phil spoke to him, “Then it’s your lucky day boy. You saw what Aurora can do with her mouth; now it’s time for you to get some practice.” Finn, weak and mesmerized, got down on his knees and stared at the massive shaft in front of him. There was no way for him to do nearly good of a job as Aurora, so did he even stand a chance?

“Don’t be shy boy.” Phil told him and guided his head with his hand. “Start with tip. Nice and slow. Enjoy it.” Finn obeyed, though still frightful he might mess up. He savored the flavor of his leaking pre-cum and closed his eyes. He remembered what Aurora told him about using his tongue to stimulate the penis, and he did just that. “Fuuuck” Phil uttered, pleased with the rookie’s performance, “looks like you really took notes earlier, huh? Good job, boy. Now try and see how deep you can go.” Finn didn’t even stop to think before slowly sucking Phil deeper, making sure to be careful with his teeth—like he was told. For the first blowjob in his life, Finn didn’t do a bad job at all. Even though he naturally couldn’t reach all the way to the base of Phil’s cock, whatever he could muster was already satisfactory for the man he was so eager to serve. Whatever he couldn’t—he intuitively made up for it with his hand.

“Get up, cutie.” Phil ordered him after a while. Finn’s jaws became by then a little bit sore, and he was secretly happy he was asked to take a break. But what in the world could this man be planning for him next? He called me “cutie”! Finn thought to himself while he stood up and looked at Phil in the eye. Phil looked back at him and groped his bubbly butt-cheeks and spoke to him: “Not bad for a first timer. But now it’s time to fuck that little ass of yours. Wait here.” Phil reached to one of the cabinets standing against one of the room’s walls and produced two vials of different potions.

“Drink these, boy. The first one will make sure that you’re clean and ready to be fucked in the ass. The other one will prevent my dick from hurting you. There’s no way for you as a virgin to take on a cock as big as mine without this kind of potion. Otherwise you could seriously get hurt.”

“I like a considerate man.” Finn mustered the courage to joke with him. He carefully chugged down the two potions one after another and felt immediately how their magic ran its course through his body. His guts felt light and empty, and his sphincter felt more relaxed that ever before.

Once Finn was done, Phil tightly held him close and groped him again with excitement. He gently leaned down on Finn and knelt to his height. With a gentle, seductive lick to his hear, he spoke to him: “With that potion you drank I’ll have no problem going as rough on you as I want. But since it’s your first time, the least I can do is to give you the option to choose the position. So tell me, how do you want me to fuck you?”

Finn almost forgot answering Phil’s question. While he was already barely listening to him, his head politely, yet greedily nudged itself beside his armpit, savoring the scent of his sweat and licking his chest. Right before Phil was about to repeat his question, Finn answered: “Fuck me wherever you want. I just want to look at you while you do me.” Without even thinking, Finn continued kissing Phil’s body, going down from his nipple down to his navel, scrotum, and feet. Phil knelt down after him and looked at him as he adjusted himself. Finn held on to Phil’s waist with his spread-up legs and pulled him closer.

With Finn’s hole warmed and lubricated by the aforementioned potion, Phil easily inserted his cock inside him. The first penetration took Finn’s breath away with an excited gasp. At first he wasn’t sure whether to be more scared or excited, but his worries faded as quickly as they came. He moaned gently.

“Well, how do you like it?” Phil asked, keeping his motions gentle. “I can go faster if you want.”

“You can go a bit faster.” Finn answered, earning himself a feeling of being naughty.

“Alright then. Get ready!” Phil replied, followed by a quick kiss. After readjusting himself and Finn, he picked up his pace and fucked the awestruck Finn faster. Finn thoroughly enjoyed every bit of movement inside him, the feeling of his prostate being swatted by Phil’s dick while his massive body loomed above his own. His previously simple moans turned into groans and giggles, and his face appeared more radiant and smiling. Phil remembered Finn’s previous intrigue and possible obsession with his scent, and so he lowered himself down and placed his armpit right above his face. The hypnotized Finn immediately began sniffing and licking him, tasting and savoring every last bit of Phil’s musky manhood. Phil enjoyed it almost as much as Finn did.

With that crashing wave of excitement, Phil knew it couldn’t be long until he would climax. Wanting to make every lasting second count, he decided to end their lovemaking on a high. “Brace yourself.” He warned Finn, and immediately turned his speed up to his maximum. Finn almost couldn’t handle Phil’s intensity. His moans became loud and jagged, like a carriage running through a gravel road. Luckily for Phil, his choice of action led Finn to climax before him. Finn couldn’t contain himself in any way and ejaculated all over himself and Phil without even using his hands. He slumped his head down in ecstatic exhaustion as Phil pulled out from him and positioned his dick in front of his face.

“Open up your mouth, boy! I’m about to cum!” Phil almost growled at him while he needly jerked his cock. Finn never considered the idea of tasting semen, nor did he ever entertained the thought of enjoying being sprayed with cum. But many things were a first to him that night, and when a man like Phil was about to do just that to him, he instantly became excited and anticipated the very moment. Just a few more strokes of his hand, and Phil groaned loudly as he shot ropes after ropes of cum all over Finn’s face and mouth. Finn didn’t even pay attention to the flavor. He closed his lips and swallowed whatever sperm landed inside him. The rest laid elegantly on his face, forcing one eye closed and two cheeks smiling. Phil shortly after collapsed on top of him, huffing and even more exhausted than Finn.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” Phil muttered under his uncaught breath, happy and spent. Finn replied with that Phil and Aurora only heard as a few unintelligible syllables. Phil scratched his head and pulled the two up. “I think all of us could use a shower now. Aurora, are you coming?”

“And for a moment I feared you two might leave me behind.” She answered with a forgiving sprinkle of sass. She approached Finn, who was still a little dazed, and told him: “I don’t know what you did to make my husband be into you all of a sudden, but we can discuss it later. Until then, the shower is at the door on the left.”

~

After the much needed shower, the three sat back in the same room where all the action happened—now on a sofa that was not tainted by any recent moments of leisure.

“So,” Aurora exclaimed as she mischievously turned her head towards the young fella that miraculously managed to seduce her man. “Care to explain what the fuck just happened here? As far as I remember, Phil ‘usually’ doesn’t fancy any man the way he just did, or even remotely so.”

“I… I’m not sure…” Finn said hesitantly, his fingers nervously playing around each-other. “I was just trying to enjoy myself, when, out of nowhere, Phil kissed me! I didn’t start it, just allowed it!”

“Fair enough.” Aurora replied, accepting the so far reasonable claim. “And what about you, mister handsome? We’ve been married for 7 years at this point; I would’ve thought I’d know you by now. What’s going on?”

“I… I really don’t know either.” Phil answered, admitting to still be shocked by the ordeal. “The thought of kissing Finn, not to mention even having sex with him, didn’t cross my mind even once up until I made him stare into my face to help him stay aroused.”

Wait… Finn then thought to himself, weighing heavily Phil’s statement. Stare… it sounds like something I heard before… Finn rolled back in his memories, reminded of something he was told not long before. Wait, mom’s story! He remembered. The monsters stared at me, look at me in the eyes. And then they left! Is… Is that a part of the blessing?

“Hold on one moment!” Finn cried, startling the other two, who were actively in conversation while Finn was still thinking. The two looked at him, surprised for an instant and then curious. “I think I know why that happened. Aurora, do you remember what I told you when I just came here?”

“Uh…” Aurora scratched her head in helplessness, “something about ‘looking for a meaning’ or something? Sorry, I’m not good at listening when I’m excited.”

Finn sighed. “Close enough. I was on the lookout for the meaning of my blessing, and that’s partly why I ended up here. My mom told me a story after my blessing was revealed. There were monsters that attacked my village long ago, when I was a baby. But they stopped and left us the moment they looked at me. I guess now that I’m not a baby anymore, and a grown adult instead, the blessing manifests itself the way things just happened now. I’m pretty sure of it, otherwise there’s now way to explain what happened.”

Both Phil and Aurora took a few seconds to think about what Finn said. Phil was, due to not have been informed, more curious about it. “Blessing? Aurora didn’t tell me that! Uh… If you don’t mind me asking, what is the name of the blessing you got?”

“Well… it’s… ‘love’” Finn answered, blushing.

“…Yup, that checks it.” Phil told Aurora with a deadpan tone, earning her agreeing nod. He turned to Finn again. “Well, luckily for all of us whatever charm you accidentally put on me didn’t make me like you in any romantic way, so it only seems to affect my sexual attraction to you. By the way, even though we already fucked, I’m still into you, so I guess it’s staying forever now. Or at least for a while.”

“Ha! Good to know.” Finn allowed himself to laugh for a moment.

“All right then,” Aurora then cut the two off, “I think that’s enough to conclude today’s events. It would’ve been nice to stay and chat a little longer, but we actually stayed here for longer than I expected. It’s getting a bit late, and we have a day job too.” The other two nodded and all got up.

When the three reached the entrance, Aurora spoke to Finn again: “As I told you, today’s on the house. But next time you wanna hitch a ride on my husband’s dick it’ll cost you a few silver coins. We also sell potions like the ones you saw today and others. Give it a look if you’re around anytime soon.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he chuckled.

Finally freed from the tasking job of seeking the meaning of his generically named blessing, Finn was eager to learn more about it. Until then, he would have to get back at the inn and get a good night’s sleep. Or whatever that’s left of that much spent night.

Another morning greeted the sleepy Herzbreit, whose residents were at best struggling to keep their eyelids open before giving in to five more minutes of sleep. The last late-night locations already evacuated their last, drowsy customers and closed up. In a barely decent bed at a city center inn, Finn’s eyes reluctantly traced the first rays of sunlight. His body was too weak to even resist the sunshine after having spent the previous night partying and losing his virginity to a merciless 9.5-inch pole. With a big stretch and yawn, he carefully and apologetically got off his bed, weary of irritating his still impacted anus.

When the rest of his morning affairs became a thing of the past, he left the inn and went on a walk with hopes of finding a new way to spend his days. Now that he has all but figured-out the power of his blessing, and how useless it would probably be for everyday needs, he came to understand that he’d better find an income source before he feels too comfortable spending his hard-earned savings until he is left with no money for rent. Herzbreit, bustling as it is, offered many recruitment opportunities to incoming work-forces from outside, though usually not as much for those who come from a simple farming background—not to mention for those who had even barely reached adulthood.

Despite the growing frustration over the lack of appropriate vacancies, Finn did not feel urged in any way to grab the first “help wanted” sign he could possible detect within sight. He took note of one or two places that piqued more than the minimum of his interest and moved on. The sun and weather were as good as they were any other day, and he mindlessly kept going around and about. Within just a few minutes, Finn reached the same streets whose bars he visited the other night. Now no longer bustling with drunkards, the streets relished in their silence, which was at most disturbed by a few entry bells on café doors.

Finn kept walking until he reached the end of the main street, where at the turn he saw in the distance a downwards-heading flight of stairs that he could more vividly remember than he would’ve liked to admit. Man, no chance I’m getting there again anytime soon… Finn thought to himself, desperately trying to pretend he kept any of his dignity ever since that night. Not that he did; even all these hours after that incident, his legs still refused to realign their posture and walk normally without making his nether-region at least slightly uncomfortable. Embarrassment aside, the sight of Phil and Aurora’s dungeon reminded Finn of the silly misunderstanding he had around the type of “dungeon” it was. Thinking about it, he thought to himself, I am curious about being an adventurer. I should probably check out the guild.

The walk to the adventurer’s guild went without a hitch and Finn found the location with ease. Being the central hub for adventurers not only from Herzbreit, but also all other nearby towns and villages, the Herzbreit branch of the adventurers’ guild had a large building that contained inside itself many decorated hallways and populated lobbies. Finn shyly took a first glance through the opening gap between the door and the building as he carefully opened up the entrance door.

“Do you mind not blocking the door, little guy?” a person asked Finn from behind, pushing him aside before he could he even think of a reply.

“Oh! S… Sorry.” Finn mumbled, flustered by the man who passed right by him. Looking at him from the back, he was a young, but developed man with visible muscles and an enticing, toned skin. He wore light armor, which snuggled comfortably around his well-defined body. Clearly a breath-taker for the impressionable Finn, who followed the man a few steps into the guild’s building.

“Aren’t you a bit young to enter the guild?” The man in front of Finn asked. “This place is meant for adults. Are you looking for somebody here?” He turned around and crouched down a little to examine Finn, looking at him right in the eye. Finn panicked.

Oh no, please don’t tell me he’s going to fuck me right here in front of everybody! He thought to himself as he himself couldn’t take his eyes off that man. Surely he would’ve loved to take him to a private stall and get in his pants, but even a self-discovered slut knows better than foregoing the most basic social etiquette. Luckily for him, the guy’s staring did not cause any adverse horniness. Whew he thought to himself, but then remembered he should also answer the inquisitive person looking at him. “Uh… I’m actually not looking for anybody. I turned 18 a few days ago and I’m curious about starting an adventuring career.”

“Ah, is that so?” The now cheery man in front of him replied. He ruffled Finn’s hairs and continued: “Then a happy belated birthday, little pip-squeak!”

Pip-squeak? You yourself are no more than 25 years old, who the hell are you calling a pip-squeak?

“I would’ve loved to show you around in that case. Alas, I’m a bit busy. Hit me up in the canteen later if you need anything.”

“Oh, uh… Thanks. I’ll try and take note of that.” Finn answered, feeling still a bit flustered. “I’m Finn” he introduced himself.

“You can call me Blaze.” The man introduced himself too with a handshake. “Well then, I gotta go now. Don’t get into trouble now, cutie! Hope I get to see you soon.” Blaze waved to Finn and headed off.

Cutie? Finn thought to himself, standing shocked in place. Again? Maybe the blessing did work some magic after all…

Not wanting to keep the entryway clogged still, Finn walked further into the guild’s main lobby. There was a whole lot to see inside: in front of him was a short and wide staircase that lead down to a circular form of receptionists, behind which were inner office rooms and big boards stacked with the most lucrative open calls, mostly for B-rank adventurers upwards. Needless to say, for Finn these were at best decorative at the moment. The areas on the sides of the staircase and the circular formation were packed with desks and chairs where adventurer parties discussed all sorts of matters. At the back side of the room, further boards with regular job opportunities for all levels were regularly updated. An open arch on the left part of the hall lead to a seemingly large canteen that appeared to already be packed with people despite the relative early hour.

Finn excitedly made his first steps and approached the receptionist standing at the center of the circular formation—as she inexplicably was the least occupied receptionist out of all of them. Nevertheless, she was still packed with the regular stacks of dauntless paperwork.

“Just a second!” The receptionist apologized, as she hectically pushed sheets after sheets of paper into what seemed to be a magical paper shredder. Finn took his time to examine the woman. She had a name-tag that read “Miriam”. Besides that, she didn’t seem to have any distinct features beyond a pair of glasses and a slightly messy hair, presumably from work. She finished annihilating the last piece of paper before returning her glance towards Finn. “My apologies. What can I do for you today?”

“Well, I am here today since I was curious about joining the guild. Are there any special things I should know?” He innocently asked and tapped his fingers like a good boy waiting for treats.

The receptionist, Miriam, sighed under her breath and spoke to him: “I mean, not really; there probably isn’t much to tell that you don’t already know, unless you come from some distant village and spent your youth in disconnect from society…”

“…”

“Of course, what was I thinking…” She muttered, exasperated. “Still, even then it’s no brainer. You start at the bottom rank, take all sorts of gigs from the postings we have at the back of the room, climb up the ranks and get money and upgrades. A pretty sweet deal, if you know what you’re doing. As long as you don’t take a stupidly dangerous job that’s out of your skill-set, you would be just fine. Ever since the war ended who knows how long ago, we keep the fighting only to those who want it. For the rest of you who’d rather stay alive, there’s all sorts of tasks, such as collection, research, logistics, etc. Once you level up from the lowest rank, you can form your own party. Until then, you’re welcome to apply for jobs seeking a temporary party recruitment, or take on solo gigs. I’d recommend you do the former if you want to be familiarized with the other people in the guild. Connections go a long way in this industry.”

“Sounds reasonable.”

“You’d be surprised… So, what do you say, are you in?”

Finn stood in silence for a few seconds. This Miriam lady basically did nothing to sound in any way convincing. Still, it sounded like it wouldn’t be the worst thing to take on, and getting to know more adventurers did sound like a productive way to make new friends in this new city. “Sounds good; I’m in.”

“Isn’t that great.” Miriam answered with a smile that more than anything begged for an undeserved PTO. She pulled out a handful of documents from her desk drawer and gave them to Finn. “Here are the forms and waivers you need to fill-in and sign. Hmmm… You said you’re from some random village out there, so for safe keeping I’ll have my assistant come help you. DAN, GET OVER HERE NOW!”

“Coming!” a familiar voice frantically cried from a door behind Miriam’s desk. Finn wanted to protest her decision to immediately assign him an assistant; even though he wasn’t necessarily as good a reader as a native city-dweller, living and learning agricultural management for 18 years meant he had a decently diverse skill-set, reading and writing being such without a doubt. Nevertheless, the risk of having to deal with potential legalese was always managed better with expert guidance.

The person heeding Miriam’s orders finally came through the door. “Ah, it’s you!” the man replied, who was, in fact, Blaze. “I had a feeling you might stick around!”

“Blaze! What a funny coincidence! Wait, your name is Dan?” Finn asked, giggling.

“Yeah, it is. But please, by all means, I prefer Blaze whenever that hawk Mimi is not setting her glaring eyes at me.” Blaze answered.

“I told you not to call me that when at work!” Miriam scolded her impish intern. “And didn’t I tell you to take off that armor? My goodness, I swear I’m wasting too much time on you. Anyway, since you know the guy here, I need you to help him fill in the registration forms. Be a good chap and have him get it done before lunch, will ya?”

“Alright, ma’am!” Blaze answered, taking the documents with him and dragging Finn to an available desk nearby.

The two got around to an area of empty desks where Blaze hoped they could quietly take care of the paperwork. It was, however, Finn’s mind that had to go awry the moment he realized he’d have to sit down. Oh, no, this is bad. He thought to himself, my ass still feels queasy from last night! What am I supposed to do?

“All right then, let’s get started!” Blaze told as he sat himself down and handed over the forms to Finn. Finn, out of panic, decided not to sit down but rather bend over towards the desk and fill the documents in an awkward stand position. Staying like this for a while, Finn seemed to neither have a problem filling the documents nor keeping his position. With the exception of a few questions, Finn managed to complete the form all by himself.

Blaze went through the paperwork one last time. “Everything looks good. That means we can get to the canteen before lunch rush begins!”

“That’s awesome!”

“But, if I may ask,” Blaze’s half-sentence already had Finn frozen in place. “Why did you choose to do it all standing up? It didn’t look very comfortable?”

Finn began sweating at his forehead, afraid of the possible embarrassment from the consequences that led him to his awkward state. He breathed in and whispered in Blaze’s ear: “All right then, I’ll tell you. But you have to promise not to laugh and to keep it between us. Got it?”

“You have my word.” Blaze answered with a curious smile.

“Okay. So the thing is, I just lost my virginity last night, and it’s been way wilder than I ever thought it would be. I haven’t been able to even walk normally since then, not to mention sitting.”

Blaze’s smile turned from curious to mischievous. “Is that so? Sounds hot, to be honest.”

Finn blushed, which Blaze caught immediately.

“Hmmm… It’s such a shame guild employees are not supposed to get involved with adventurers, otherwise I would’ve liked to make sure you wouldn’t be able to even walk anymore.”

“…”

“However, it does take an hour to process an adventurer application and I’ll be on a break until afternoon, so why don’t we go get lunch after you hand-in your files, and then I’ll take you to a secret room where nobody could disturb us?” Blaze gave Finn a wink and rose up with all the paperwork in his hand.

“Eh…” Finn finally had the courage to answer, “I’m flattered, but as much as I am into you, I think I’ll have to pass this time, sorry. I’m still a little bit overwhelmed by last night, and I don’t think I’m ready for a round two.”

“Oh, what a shame.” Blaze muttered disappointedly. “Suit yourself, but if you change your mind later, it’ll be a bit tricky to find a secret place. These motherfuckers here have eyes everywhere.”

“Uh… I’ll make sure to take note then.” Finn embarrassedly chuckled. “If you don’t mind me asking, what made you want to be so direct all of a sudden?”

Blaze had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face the moment Finn asked him that question. “Well, if you’d really like to know… I felt like I had a thing for you the moment I got a better look at you back at the entrance. Strange actually, I’m usually more into older guys. Guess the exception makes the rule or something.”

Now that Finn’s suspicion was confirmed, he rubbed his forehead in annoyance and spoke to Blaze: “Oh, of course you did. For better or for worse—you decide, it wasn’t your dick that made that decision. It’s this damn blessing I got. Apparently with this blessing I can make any man attracted to me regardless of their preference.”

Blaze’s face lightened up in awe. “You lucky son of a bitch. You have no idea how hard it is to find good guys once they’re over 35. all of them are ‘taken’ and ‘exclusive’ and all of that…”

Finn smiled awkwardly, realizing he would much rather end this conversation already ever since Blaze made his attempt. Blaze sighed, himself also realizing neither of them was making any point.

“But I digress,” he continued. “Why don’t you then get to the canteen before everybody gets there, and I’ll have your documents filed at Mimi’s office. Then I’ll try and catch you while you’re there.”

The hour in which Finn’s documents were processed went by quickly, save for Blaze’s friendly, yet exhausting chit-chat. Satiated and impatient, Finn headed towards Miriam as soon as the clock’s hand made a full circle. Approaching her desk, he saw her from a window pane staring tiredly at him and sighing. Finn gulped and kept going, hoping not to get chastised for disturbing her supposed peace.

Arriving at her desk, Miriam entered the front desk too, carrying with herself a few documents and other miscellaneous objects. Both sat down, Miriam showing more confidence than Finn. She was the first to speak: “I would’ve found it better if you had assumed I’d be busy having my own lunch instead of counting down the minutes. Luckily for you, I had a colleague take over some of the processing work so that I don’t go hungry. You newbies are all the same, always so excited that you can’t even fathom the idea of waiting an extra 10 minutes…” She shook her head with an exasperated giggle.

“Oh, gee,” Finn said quietly, “was I that predictable?”

“Honey, I’ve been in this industry for years; you can trust me when I tell you I’ve seen it all by now.”

“You’ve been here for 3 years at most!” Blaze called from the room behind, chuckling as Mimi yelled at him to mind his own business. Finn did his best to hold himself from laughing at her and her reddening face.

“Enough digressing.” She went on after calming herself down. “It is my pleasure to announce you have been officially registered at the guild. Here are your guild card and a beginner’s handbook for all of your adventuring tips and infos. Please take note that it takes up to 24 hours to activate your card. For that reason, I recommend that you take the rest of the day off and commence your activities tomorrow.” She presented him with his card hand handbook, and forcibly shook his hand. “If you don’t mind,” she added, pushing herself up from her seat, “I’m going to finish my lunch. Ciao for now!” She turned and walked away, cheerful to have finished her obligations for the meantime.

My gods, she is a piece of work. Finn thought to himself, and almost forgot his excitement to finally be an adventurer (or, honestly, to have any kind of job.) With his errands done for the day, he chose to make his way back to the inn and relax for the rest of the day. The real fun would begin tomorrow.

~

The sun had just barely peeked over the mountains far away from Herzbreit’s center when its early rays nudged the reluctant Finn to open his eyes. A new day gracefully shined onto his face. Finn yawned and stretched his body, and slowly prepared for a new day. After a cozy hour, he exited the inn and headed towards the outside, relishing a whiff of fresh morning air. Even though he knew it wasn’t certain, Finn gambled on the possibility that his newly received guild card will have been activated by the time he reached the building. 30 minutes of a casually slow walk would slightly increase his chances too.

Reaching the guild, Finn shyly strode towards Miriam’s desk, who was already sitting there and fighting with all of her strength not to fall asleep first thing on her shift. “Good morning, Miriam.” Finn greeted her with a gentle voice.

“G’morning…” she muttered, no louder than she needed in order to be heard. She rubbed her eyes and continued: “Ugh… Sorry, I’m not really a morning person. What brings you so early?”

“Can’t say I’m a morning person either.” Finn replied, hoping to win some sympathy points before poking her about office-work. “I was just wondering whether my card has been activated by any chance. I know it’s a tad early, but I was too curious for my own good.”

“First you catch me by the minute, and now you’re coming 5 hours early? Tsk, tsk, tsk, you’re gonna have to do better. Especially since Dan doesn’t work in the mornings, and even more so today since he’s going on a quest and won’t be back until night-time. Anyway, let me check in the back office whether your card has been activated.”

“Blaze? He’s out on a quest today?”

“Yeah,” she answered, screaming from the other room. “Something about field research, suspicion of a rogue goblin activity, I’m not sure. But they’re not leaving until an hour and a half from now, so you can still say hi to him, if you want.”

Finn sat quietly and waited.

“Hmm… Uh… Er… Aha! Found it!” Miriam yapped while she rummaged through the files. Carrying a slim folder with her, she returned to the front desk where Finn wondered at what point he should be losing his patience. She opened the folder and presented the file to Finn together with a pen. “You’re in luck; I see your card has been activated yesterday evening. I just need your signature here so that we can finalize the process, and then you’ll be ready to go!”

Finn happily signed the contract, and by so, he finally became a fully fledged member of the Herzbreit adventurers’ guild.

“Congratulations, Finn. Now you can officially register for quests and begin your adventuring career. And I can finally get my first coffee of the day. Go check the postings upstairs, I figure there ought to be something fitting for you. As inexperienced as you may be, the farm life seems to have done good on your fitness. Now, away with you. Don’t come back until you find a quest and I finish my coffee.”

Finn thus went upstairs and browsed the different postings. Even though morning already slowly shifted towards noon, there were neither many adventurers nor many postings to choose from, especially since most of them were targeted towards higher ranks. Still, despite the lackluster, Finn scouted a few requests that could make amends with his inexperience.

While wondering which to choose, he suddenly felt a hand rubbing and patting his hand. Finn jumped in place, startled, and turned around to see Blaze had sneaked behind him. “Hey there, little buddy!” Blaze greeted him with his hand still fluffing his hair, “Back here so soon? If you’re going through the quest-board, I bet your card is activated already?”

“Yeah, I got lucky apparently!” Finn answered with a gentle smile on his face. “I’m trying to decide which request would be ideal for my first time. What do you think?” He showed Blaze the few bulletins he kept in his hands.

“Hmm…” Blaze pretended to mull over Finn’s dilemma. “Yeah, I guess all of these would be nice, but haven’t you seen the post my party made?” He pointed towards another quest-board that Finn hadn’t checked.

“Oh, I haven’t been there yet!” Finn admitted. “Is it something that has to do with your quest today?”

“Yeah, who told you?” Blaze asked with some sense of pride.

“Mimi did, though she herself wasn’t sure about the details. I’ll be honest with you, I kind of feel sorry for her; she always looks like she’d rather be literally anywhere but here.”

“Ha! Typical Mimi!” Blaze laughed. “Don’t feel too sorry for her, she’s not really as miserable as she likes to seem. It’s her way of getting rid of pesky adventurers. Whatever reputation she loses from choosing this bad attitude, she regains from being the most competent one around here.”

Finn was too astounded to speak (or even think).

“But yeah,” Blaze continued, “my party is on the lookout for any last-minute temporary recruitment to help in our field research quest. There are no preliminary requirements, so I’d be glad to have you on our team for today! Plus, it’s gotta be better than to go off on a mission all by yourself without some expert help. Don’t you think?”

Finn shrugged. “Yeah, well, I guess you twisted my arm there,” he jokingly relented. “But jokes aside, I’d be happy to join. I’ll go down to Mimi and tell her I’m joining you guys. Well, as long as she has finished her coffee already. I already got one reproach from her today, I don’t want to piss her off twice…”

“Ha! Typical rookie, always annoying the clerk. I’ll let the rest know we’re taking you along. See you soon!”

Finn then calmly walked back downstairs, once again hoping that a slow pace would steer the odds to his favor. Alas, peeping towards Miriam’s desk, she seemed to be still indulged in her cup of coffee. Finn stayed put for a minute until she noticed him waiting timidly behind a distant corner. “Finn, just come here. I’m almost done anyway; you’ve done well to wait.”

Finn approached Miriam and showed her the request posted by Blaze’s party. “I ran into Blaze while I looked at the requests; he told me there were looking for somebody to join them, and he suggested I should come with them. So that’ll be my first quest!”

“Is that so?” Miriam asked stoically, her eyes ever so slightly squinting in suspicion. “Finn, could you please come with me one moment to the back office?”

“Oh… Uh, okay…” Finn answered, unsure of what’s awaiting him. He got up from the chair and followed Miriam to the office.

When both were in, Miriam closed the door shut behind her and made sure they had complete privacy. Then she spoke: “Listen, Finn. I probably shouldn’t be saying this, but Dan and I had a talk after he gave me your documents yesterday. He seemed to be quite fond of you and that little blessing of yours—a little too fond, if I may say so myself. I believe he stated the rule already, but let me reiterate it again, should you have somehow already forgotten: we have a strict policy when it comes to interactions between adventurers and employees, which is that we keep it professional and platonic. Even though Dan is not on duty today, as long as he is registered as an employee in the guild, I don’t want to hear anything about the two of you getting inappropriate during your excursion. If I get one word of you two misbehaving, you can kiss that guild card goodbye. Am I clear?”

Finn gulped and nodded. “Yes ma’am.”

~

The party, along with Finn, arrived at the designated field where they had to do their research. The field was mostly clear, with many patches of grass scattered along an otherwise barren ground. On some spots there were a few sinks in the ground that alluded to a previous activity in that place. Finn took a moment to appreciate the view while the others, who were more accustomed to seeing various landscapes, already headed towards the suspicious areas. Not so far away from their location was a small mountain with a cave.

Finn then remembered he had to join the rest, and quickly made his way to them. “Sure took you long enough,” Blaze told him with a playful attitude. “Do you not go on trips any now and then? You should; it’s good for your health.”

“I-… I’ll take note of that…” Finn replied with a sense of awkwardness. “I actually wanted to ask about the cave over there, where the mountain is. Do you think we should have a look over there?”

Blaze, together with an eavesdropping party member, looked at the cave Finn mentioned. “I’m… not sure, actually.”

“There’s no need.” The other party member answered dismissively. “The report mentioned specifically field-goblins. They are known to dislike cavernous environments, so unless the gray clouds that nobody told us about come towards us, there’s no need to head over there.

“What?!” Both Finn and Blaze asked and looked up in the sky. In the near distance they saw a blanket of rainclouds hovering above, seemingly stationary.

“Ugh,” Blaze whined, “I knew we should’ve chosen an earlier date. Oh well, at least we have some company with us.” He tapped Finn’s back.

“Well,” Finn said, “clouds or no clouds, I guess we’d better get going before your two friends over there get mad at us for not doing anything. I can’t say I know much about goblins, but after years of working in agriculture, I know a thing or two about footprints of sneaky animals. I’ll see what I can do.”

The party thus began their work. A monotonous couple of hours went by, scanning footprints and a few neglected objects they found within the different grass patches around them. The work with the party members proved to be a fruitful first experience for Finn, whose help was fondly appreciated by the rest.

Unfortunately for the group, their mission had to be cut short when the rain finally started falling onto them. Everybody was too focused on their mission, that they had all forgotten to follow the clouds’ movements. “Oh, great,” Blaze sighed. “This is the last thing we needed now. What do you guys think, there aren’t any monsters around, so the cave should be safe. Should we go there?”

“I can’t see any better place.” Another party member answered. “I’ll get the horses and the carriage. You guys get to the cave in the meantime.”

The rest then scurried to the cave, already soaking wet from the rain that intensified within no-time. Once they got inside, Blaze took a few wood blocks from their emergency reserves and set them on fire with a magic spell. Ha, now I get why they call him ‘Blaze’! Finn thought to himself, looking at him with a bit of admiration.

“That should keep us warm for now. Is everybody doing all right?” Blaze asked, eying each and every one of his teammates.

“Yes, thanks.” Finn answered and huddled closer towards the fire pit.

“So what now?” A party member asked, “What do we do about the quest? Surely we can’t just call it quits and go home without giving a decent report, can we?”

“Nobody said anything about quitting,” Blaze tried his best to calm the spirits. “But we should consider the possibility that we might need to stay here overnight. Nevertheless, I made sure to bring some bread and sausages for emergencies.” He approached the carriage and took from there a few sausages. “There’s plenty of them, so feel free to have some right now!”

The group then spent their time enjoying warm food and good company. The greasy and spicy aroma wafted all around them as they chattered and waited for the rain to stop.

Deep inside the same cave, unbeknownst to Finn and the party, the aroma of charred meat drifted into the nostrils of a slumbering creature. A couple of interrogative sniffs, and the beast woke up. Hmm, is that food I smell? Warm food, here out of all places? It thought to itself while lazily opening its eyes. It got up on its legs and yawned with a big stretch of its muscles. Finally gaining full perception of its surroundings, it realized what was going on. Humans, huh? Been a while since the last time I had a chance to scare them. A bit out of practice, sure, but I’m sure I still got it. With a muffled giggle, it quietly strode towards the opening of its cave until it could see the little group from the other side of a wall’s corner.

Lacking any suspicion, the rest kept enjoying their food and were still deep in conversation. The rain outside remained just as pouring as it previously was. Even the horses who stood at the very edge of the cave gave in to their sleepiness.

Suddenly, the ground beneath the party started shaking violently. They all knew - it was no earthquake, but the aggressive stomping of a big, angry creature coming from inside the cave. “ROAR!” the party members heard the beast crying in fury. Finn and the rest got up on their feet and stayed close to their carriage. The fearsome creature kept stomping on the ground and revealed itself before them: A massive body adorned with white scales, two potent horns on its head, and an imposing set of wings on its back.

“A… A DR… A DRAGON?!” Blaze and his party members stuttered in fear, realizing their lives might come to an end should they not run away immediately.

Finn looked back at them for a fraction of a second, realizing what they had just said. “A DRAGON?!” he then asked himself. Not out of fear, but out of pure astoundment and excitement. Finn stared at the dragon with a dropped jaw, unknowingly making small steps towards it.

“Finn, what the hell are you doing?” Blaze called him frantically, “We need to get out of here, now! That thing is about to kill us all!”

Finn didn’t budge.

“Finn, come on already!” Blaze insisted desperately.

“There’s no time for him, Blaze! Let’s go!” A different party member forcibly dragged Blaze back on to the carriage and led the party away. “If that guy is so dumb as to not run away from a pissed-off dragon, he was doomed from the get-go!”

“Finn! NOOO!” Blaze cried as the sight of the cavern faded into the distance.

The dragon keenly watched the party run for their lives, moving far away from its cave. Once the last screams faded out, it knew it was a job well done. “Ha! Still got it.” It told itself with a prideful felling of accomplishment. But just as quickly as it boasted to itself about its skills, it realized there was still one more human standing beneath its snout.

Finn, still very much hypnotized, kept approaching the dragon step by step, seemingly careless that the entire party upped and left him to “fend for himself”.

“Uh…” The dragon muttered, bewildered by the young, undeterred human who didn’t move even an inch away from him. “Aren’t you supposed to be scared of me? Run away for your life and all of that? Hello?”

Finn ignored the dragon’s questions and arrived at its front legs. Without even thinking twice, his two arms hugged his chest and left front leg. “Ah…” he mumbled to himself, “I’ve never seen a dragon in my entire life. So scaly and pretty…”

Thrown off by the human’s unsolicited compliments, it gently pushed Finn away with its other leg. It closed its eyes and lowered its snout to sniff him. “Not a trace of fear in your scent, boy.” It said, almost surprised. “Frankly, I don’t know whether it’s out bravery or stupidity. Luckily for you, I’m not a true dragon. A true dragon would’ve had you killed the moment it laid eyes on you.”

“N… Not a dragon?” Finn asked with a look of disappointment.

The “not dragon” sighed, exasperated. “I’m a dragon-kin. It’s kind of like ‘part human, part dragon’, but mostly dragon.”

“Oh. Close enough, then?”

“If you say so.” The dragon-kin answered sardonically. “What’s your name, boy?” It asked, hoping to make the conversation less awkward.

“M… My name is Finn. And you?”

“My name is Ignirex. But please, call me Re. I… I don’t like my full name that much. It sounds silly.”

“Re… Sounds like a guy’s name,” Finn answered with curiosity in his mind. “Are you a guy too?”

“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” Re replied, feeling a bit awkward being described in a way that’s normally reserved for humans. But at the end of the day, he himself said he is technically part human.

Re looked outside of the cave. It was still heavily raining. “Finn,” he spoke again, “would you like to go inside, where it’s warmer? I usually don’t like having others in my lair, but since you’re already here and the rain won’t stop anytime soon, I can’t in good conscience leave you here with that dying campfire. Plus, you’ve grown on me a little bit.”

Finn blushed and shyly answered: “Th… Thanks. If it’s not too bothersome, I’d appreciate it.”

Re gave Finn’s head a few gentle pats and turned the other way. “Follow me. It’ll be dark for a moment, but it’s well lit once we get to the inner part of the cave. And leave the sausages here, I have better food inside.”

The two walked quietly into the cave. Finn followed behind intently, still mesmerized by Re and the chance he got to interact with him, let alone be hosted in his lair. After half a minute of walking the cave indeed become pitch dark, just as Re warned.

“Alright. Finn, could you wait one quick moment?” Re spoke to Finn all of a sudden. Finn didn’t answer and only stood still in confusion. After a moment’s time Finn felt the air swirling around the two, as if Re had instantaneously disappeared.

“Re, is everything all right? Are you still here?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Don’t worry. We can keep going now.”

Finn was about to start walking again, but a large, scaly hand grabbed his own seemingly out of nowhere. Finn, powerless to resist it, kept following the hand that tugged him along. In front of him a door opened up, from which soothing torch-light illuminated the two. Then Finn realized what happened in the dark—Re secretly transformed himself into an anthropomorphic form. His newer form was much more approachable comparing to his feral shape, though even then he proudly stood at around 8 feet tall. Finn, in comparison, would barely reach the bottom of Re’s pecs.

When entering the improvised house Re created inside the cave, a warm gust of wind coddled Finn, who still struggled with his wet clothes.

“Hmm… You might want to get rid of these.” Re said once he turned towards him. Finn’s eyes were struck by Re’s muscular physique while Re reached down to his waist and pulled his shirt out. Finn couldn’t move beyond raising his hands. His legs shook in place. Only one thought repeated in his mind:

Oh, no. he’s HOT!

“Now, isn’t that better?” Re asked, jokingly speaking in a motherly tone. “I’ll hand you a warm blanket in a minute. Just let me get the bath warm too. Pretty sure I got some leftovers from lunch I can share, otherwise I’ll need to do some cooking.”

“Oh, gee, thanks. Is there actually plumbing in here, if you speak of a bath?” Finn asked curiously.

“Oh, no, not at all,” Re said, chuckling at the same time. “There’s a lot of rainwater coming down here from the top of the mountain, so I collect it as sort of an artificial lake, for a lack of a better term. You put some soap and a fire magic infused stone in it, and you get a bath fit for a king! You’re gonna love it, I swear.”

“That sounds amazing!” Finn said excitedly as he caught the blanket Re threw towards him. “Thanks!”

“Sure thing,” Re answered. He walked to a place the cave that Finn couldn’t see due to a wall, save from the tip of his tail. “So, what’s your story?” He asked. “What brought you guys here, where do you come from, and all of that?”

Finn laughed and sighed. “Trust me, this whole week give or take has been one drama leading to another. In a good way, but still. I hadn’t so much of a moment of silence ever since I left my parents’ place last week.”

“Oh, tell me about it.” Re chuckled, “The entire month after I left my parents’ place was anything but relaxing. I completely get you. But you get over it at some point; I’ve been away now for 4 years and things are relatively stable now. Well, I do change places every several months, but that’s a story for another day.”

“Were you also given a blessing by a god or a goddess, moved alone to a brand new city, lost your virginity to a dominant hunk with a monster-cock, and became and adventurer before your hole even fully recovered? All in one week, right after turning 18?”

Re froze in place. “Bro… Are you okay?” He asked after turning back to look at Finn. “I… I don’t know what to say to that. Uh, ‘you win’? ‘Happy birthday’?”

“Ha! Thanks.” Finn laughed, arguably from panicking after venting out to his host.

Re came back to Finn holding a couple of small plates with lunch’s leftovers. “It’s not much, but later I can make us a proper dinner. Since your party left you here, you don’t have much choice but to stay here. I’ll fly you back to your city tomorrow and clear out the misunderstanding. Is that okay with you?”

“By all means, I owe you big time.”

“Hmm, I’ll make sure to remember that, ha! By the way, I also left my parents’ place at 18, so we’re not that far off in terms of age. Nice to know that the one time I actually get company here it’s someone I can be comfortable with.”

“Aw, that’s so nice of you!” Finn smiled. “Most people in the guild are also in their late 20’s or older, so I don’t know many people my age in Herzbreit. That’s where I live, by the way.”

The two kept chatting and eating for a while, and once they were done, Re took the empty dishes away and set them aside. After a quick break to help the digestion they headed towards the bath. The bathroom was located at the end of a carved corridor, where it expanded to a vast space with what Finn considered to be practically an indoors lake.

“No way!” Finn yelled in excitement. “This is awesome!”

“I told you you’ll love it!” Re proudly said, chuckling at Finn’s predicted behavior. “So what are we waiting for? Let’s get in! Though I guess you’d better take your clothes off?”

Finn paused once he realized Re intended to bathe with him. “Oh… Uh, you mean, take them off right in-front of you? A… Are you fine with that?”

“Finn, I’ve been naked around you this whole time! Do you really think I’d be bothered with you being the same? Come on, man, there’s nothing to be ashamed of!”

“Huh… All right, then.” Finn discretely took off his clothes and followed Re to the bath. Re, wanting to break of the tension, ran off to and cannonballed into the water. Water splashed everywhere, including onto Finn, who found no other solution but to cannonball into the bath himself. The two shared a hearty laugh and splashed at each other.

After a while, the two laid down beside one another in the shallower area of the bath. Finn sat up slowly and moved behind Re. Feeling comfortable enough and a little bit playful, he pulled Re up and leaned his head against his chest.

“Is everything all right, Finn?” Re asked, agreeing to his advances.

“Yeah, all good.” He answered. “Just my way of thanking you for everything.” He dipped his hands in the water and brought them up again, now gently massaging Re’s shoulders. Attentive to his scales and musculature, he smoothly slid his fingers along his neck and shoulders.

“Oh, that’s amazing,” Re purred. “Is that something you do as a side hustle?”

“Ha! No, not really. But working the fields with my dad for most of my life, you better believe I learned how to relax tense muscles.”

“Heh, maybe you should then. I’d gladly be a regular.”

Finn extended the reach of his massage, reaching to his arms, shoulder blades, and chest.

“Oh, fuck yes. That’s the spot!” Re purred again and joyfully leaned backwards.

Finn giggled at his pleasure. “I’m glad you like it.”

Re took a few, relaxed breath and sat himself up, interrupting Finn’s massage. With a sweeping motion, he reached his hand behind him and Finn’s head, and gently pulled him close. His body reached low and aligned himself with Finn, and gave him a warm kiss on his cheek.

Finn gasped and aggressively blushed in front of Re. “R… Re…” he barely managed to utter.

“Hmm?” Re hummed salaciously, “Are we still keeping the charades? Or were you not aware that my kind has a keen sense of smell?”

“W… What are you talking about, Re?” Finn stuttered, still baffled (and charmed) by the kiss.

“You really don’t know, huh?” Re asked him with a raised brow. “Dragons and dragon-kins have a very good sense of smell, so much so, that we can smell certain emotion from body signals. Ever since the moment you entered my home I could easily smell your arousal. I decided to just let it slide, until you managed to work your charms on me. So there you have it. I like you. What are you gonna do about it?”

“Oh.” Finn said defeatedly. “Well, you got me. I guess there’s no point in playing pretend then.” He pulled himself up and planted a kiss on Re’s lips.

Re wrapped his arms around Finn’s body and kissed him back. The two remain sitting inside the water, kissing and lovingly embracing each other, feeling each other’s warming bodies. Finn’s heart erratically shifted from relaxed beating to exhilarated racing, still in disbelief that Re not only knew he liked him that way, but also liked him back the same way.

Re reached one hand under Finn’s buttocks and held them firmly. As quickly as Finn got startled from his assertive grope, Re stood up and lifted Finn with him. Re reluctantly broke the kiss and leaned Finn’s head on his shoulder as he spoke to him: “I think we’d be better off in the bedroom, don’t you think? Let’s dry off and then we can have more fun.” He ended with a hungry lick on Finn’s neck and ear that made him moan and lick and kiss him back.

Re put Finn down and grabbed a couple of towels for the two as they headed. After the short walk to the bedroom, Re removed his own towel and rubbed Finn with his towel on to dry him off and rough him up, which made Finn laugh and wiggle about. He lifted Finn up in the air and threw him onto the bed, followed by himself jumping on top of Finn.

Re stared down at the blushing Finn with hunger in his eyes, seductively huffing above his face. His dick slowly protruded out of his slit, revealing little by little the massiveness of his shaft. Finn took notice of Re’s erection and became aroused himself. He lifted his leg and rubbed it alongside Re’s penis, sensing the delicate ridges through its length. Re growled back at him, thrusting his pelvis back and forth and sticking his thumb in Finn’s mouth.

Finn grabbed him by the head and pulled him closer for another kiss. Rubbing on his jaws, he teased Re to open his mouth and let him invade his own with his tongue. Re’s textured tongue dove deep into Finn, wrapped itself along Finn’s and gently squeezed it while sliding up and down. The hand that first teased Finn’s mouth now held him carefully by his neck while the other probed down his body.

He reached down his body and caressed his crotch before moving down the taint until he reached Finn’s hole. Two of his fingers playfully rubbed his tight hole and massaged his sphincter. Finn squirm with muffled moans, wriggling in both panic and pleasure.

“I guess you’re not prepared to get fucked, are you?” Re asked, noticing Finn’s sensitivity, after releasing his mouth.

“Your dick is insanely big, Re. The last time I got fucked, just a few days ago, I was given a special potion to not get hurt,” Finn said with a look of worry. “I’m afraid I’d get badly injured if you fuck me without it.”

“Hmm, what a pity then we don’t live near each-other. Otherwise I would’ve been glad to fuck you every day until you could ride my entire cock without thinking twice.”

“Then I’ll be sure to pack appropriately next time I have a quest here.” Finn chuckled while Re kept grinding his dick, now between both of Finn’s legs, leaking pre-cum over his stomach.

Finn reached his hand to the tip of Re’s cock and massaged its hole until his fingers were covered in his pre-cum, then greedily pulled it back and entered his fingers into his mouth to taste it. He swirled his fingers around inside his mouth, relishing the tasty, slimy goodness in pure ecstasy. “You taste so good, Re,” he told him with a face that blushed intensely out of lust. “I want to taste more of it. Please, let me suck your cock. I want your humongous dick to push my throat to its limits and leak even more inside me.”

“Is that so?” Re whispered right up against his ear, his fangs almost scraping against his skin. “But I can’t ruin my precious boy on the first day we meet. Don’t worry, if you come back regularly, I’ll make sure you can take all of my giant cock while I wreck you with no mercy. But for now, let’s take it bit by bit, okay?” He turned Finn’s head and licked him all over until slipping inside his mouth for a wet, sloppy kiss.

He rolled off to the side, laying on his back and spread his legs open. “Well, what are you waiting for? It’s all your!” He told Finn, swinging his dick with his hand and loudly slapping it against his stomach to tease him. Finn sat still, tensed for a reason Re couldn’t figure out. “Finn? Are you good?”

Finn hesitated for a few more seconds, and then lunged himself between Re’s arm and chest. He desperately burrowed his face towards his armpit, and voraciously inhaled his scent. He moaned uncontrollably as he sniffed and licked his pit to the verge of intoxication.

Re flinched and wriggled in place. “H… Hey, that tickles, you freak!” He laughed, almost in panic. “You didn’t warn me you had an armpit fetish!”

“Sorry, I just can’t help it,” Finn needly answered, “you just smell so good that I can’t control myself. Please, Re, take control over me, dominate me, do with me as you like!”

“You really trust me that much?” Re asked him with a mischievous smile, slightly leaning back from Finn as to look at him in the eye. “Alright then. But I’m warning you, you got me so horny that I might go too rough on you. Let me know if I’m hurting you, I don’t want that to happen.” He planted a kiss on his lips and took control over his body.

He dragged Finn onto his chest and stomach, gently pulling his hair to guide him towards his cock. Finn’s ass cheeks were in full display in front of Re’s face, spread and begging for attention. But they had to wait, since Finn still had a job to do. With his other hand, Re lifted his penis and aligned it with Finn’s eager mouth. “Open your mouth, cutie. Try to catch my cock without your hands.” He swung his cock and beat it on Finn’s face and splashing pre-cum all over on top, and around him. Finn struggled at first, catching at most a few strands of Re’s natural lubricant, but after a few seconds he succeeded in his task.

Grabbing his hair again, Re pushed Finn’s head forward, at last penetrating his needy maw, ravished by his skillful tongue that immediately took charge of spoiling his tip. Re moaned in pleasure and let go of Finn’s head; he knew what he was doing. Instead, he thrust his hips back and forth, letting Finn relish more and more of his commanding shaft.

Finn was in no less bliss. Even though he had had only a single experience performing a blowjob, he commanded his oral orifice with surprising expertise, thanks to Phil and Aurora’s tips. Re’s dick was thus the perfect sparring partner to test how far Finn could go. He possessively trailed further along his cock, getting close to the halfway point. With every bob of his head he inched a few millimeters more, slowly but surely stretching the span of his jaws to accommodate the thickening phallus.

Re was in heaven. Sure, he probably had previous partners whose performance had outdone Finn’s without a hint of a doubt, but never did anybody surprise him as much as he did. With almost no experience, Finn served him as if it was a matter of habit, a skill he polished over tens, if not hundreds of sessions. And there was still more of him to enjoy. Re’s hungry head rose up forward and latched on to his asshole. Still smelling clean and fresh from their warm bath, Re gave his hole a long, sultry lick.

Finn moaned in pleasure, still muffled by the cock that demanded more and more attention. Re kept rimming his needy hole with passion, teasing every possible point he could. He went even lower, adding his crotch to the path of his loving tongue that tried to claim every part of Finn it could reach. He spanked his ass cheeks and forcefully squeezed them, drunk in power and lust, wishing he were able to leave Finn’s mouth and fuck him proper.

“Ah!” Finn yelled, swiftly pulling Re’s dick out of his throat, “Yes! Spank me harder, Re! Hit me until I’m completely red!” He spat on the palms of his hands and ferociously sucked his cock again. He threw all caution to the wind and forced himself as deep as he could possibly go. The rest of his cock he rubbed with his hands, leaving not a single inch untreated. Re kept abusing his ass, spanking, squeezing, rimming, and and biting him to his pleasure, without a single complaint from the other side.

Re panted heavily after a minute of Finn’s wild and gluttonous blowjob, thrusting his cock manically in obedience to the submissive bottom who served him. “Finn,” he moaned, “I’m about to cum. I’m about to shoot my spunk deep into your throat until you can’t swallow even a bit more, then I’ll spray it all over you until you’re glazed all over! Be ready.”

Both Finn and Re upped their intensity and went as fast and rough as they could. Re’s moans turned from huffy and airy to aggressive roars of pleasure as he forcefully grabbed on to Finn’s body. One last, ear-piercing roar, and his enraged cock short thick ropes of warm semen into Finn’s mouth, almost immediately overwhelming him by the sheer amount he ejaculated.

Finn couldn’t keep up with Re’s immense load, just as he had been warned. Swallowing the last bit of his delicious, savory cum, he released his cock with a desperate gasp for air, and was immediately assaulted by even more shots of sperm onto his face and body. Finn weakly rolled over to the side and let Re masturbate through the last shots of cum he had left. Once he was done, Finn climbed on top of him and sat on his heaving, muscular chest. He lusciously collected his semen in front of him, lustfully showed him how he let the collected cum flow into his mouth until there was not a single drop left on him.

“What a sexy, cum-hungry slut you are.” Re cooed in adoration. “But you missed a few spots. How about you turn around and have a look?”

Finn turned around and realized Re still had a whole trail of sperm on top of him, starting from his ribs and leading all the way back to his softening penis. He leaned toward his body and licked clean his way down to his dick, giving it one last loving slurp before it retracted down to its slit, weary and satisfied. Finn didn’t stop. He kept going down Re’s body, teasingly licking his slit before reaching even further down, until he revengefully rimmed Re’s hole.

“Oh, yeah!” Re moaned in pleasure, “Keep going, boy!”

“I don’t know if you noticed,” Finn said, “But I’m still as hard as it gets. Please sit on my face, Re; I want to feel you crushing my face with your ass while I rim your hole!”

Re did not hesitate for even a moment to oblige. He excitedly switched spots with Finn and sat right on top of his face, gently squeezing his skull with his thick, built glutes. Finn passionately ate his ass, greedily licking his hole and enjoying the sensation of the gigantic beast-kin riding his face. He stroke his dick in desperation, not lasting more than a couple of minutes before ejaculating harder than ever before, reaching all the way to Re’s slit.

“Whoa, there!” Re laughed, surprised by the intensity of Finn’s orgasm. “Looks like you made even more mess on me. Well, gotta go back to licking then.” He turned around, presenting his semen covered slit to Finn, who lovingly kissed and licked it clean again.

Re laid down beside Finn, embracing him with one of his arms and looking at him intently in the eyes. “You’re fucking amazing, Finn. I’ve never had sex with somebody as hungry and horny as you are!”

“No wonder,” Finn answered with a weakened voice, still huffing from exhaustion, “You’re by far the hottest, most attractive guy I’ve ever met in my life. Well, I mean, it doesn’t say much since I grew up in a small village, but still. I’ve never been attracted to somebody as much as you.”

Re chuckled and held him closer. “Whatever you say, sweety.”

Finn pulled Re to a long, loving kiss. Is… Is that what my blessing is capable of? He thought to himself, but very quickly his thoughts came gushing like a river. Wait, was that even my blessing? Did we ever have a long, proper eye contact? He said he smelled my arousal; Is… Is he gay himself? No, Finn. Not now. Enjoy it while it lasts, then ask questions… Finn’s face smiled again, still entrapped enamored in their kiss.

After many minutes of affection, Re gently broke the kiss and spoke to Finn: “How about we go to the bath again, huh? I think both of us need to wash the sweat and cum away. After that I’ll make us a good dinner, and later we can have more fun if you’d like.”

Finn nodded and refused to let go of Re. Re laughed, and got up from the bed with Finn still latched on to him and the two headed for the second out of many baths they took that night. After dinner and plenty sessions of sex, the two finally fell asleep, Re protectively spooning and wrapping Finn inside him.

Finn slowly woke up, regaining his consciousness while his eyelids still refused to open up. His body was wrapped by warm, scaly arms that held him tightly close to Re’s body. Finn’s head leaned against his shoulder, followed by the rest of his body tracing him down until just below his knees. It was the first time in his life he found himself waking up in the arms of another man, and he intended to enjoy every lasting moment he could.

Much to his disappointment, however, the minutes he could enjoy himself were few and minuscule as a result of a slippery surprise guest that encroached behind his legs. Finn instantaneously opened his eyes wide and slowly turned his head back, just barely catching the growing pink appendage in his field of view. Of course, he thought to himself, why wouldn’t dragon-kins have morning boners?

Finn had never formed a habit of becoming aroused in the mornings. His agrarian upbringing meant he would frequently rise up early in the morning and haste through his routine in order to handle the morning chores as early as he could. Even though he no longer needed to worry himself with that kind of work, the most of this habit he could break was to stay another few minutes in bed. And, perhaps, it was for the best; Finn was always appreciative of the spare time he gained by his efficient routines. So sex was, almost reluctantly, out of the question. For now, at least.

Finn wiggled in place and tried to push Re’s hands away. “Re, Re, wake up!” He whispered loudly, seemingly to no avail. He struggled for a few moments until he miraculously managed to turn around despite the dragon’s grip. He reached his hands to Re’s face and shook his head, again whispering him to wake up.

Re’s eyes lazily opened one after the other, slowly picturing the irritated twink staring right back at him. “Good morning, beautiful.” Re cooed at him, leaning over and pecking his cheeks with kisses. If it weren’t to Re’s stinging morning breath, Finn might’ve enjoyed them.

Finn held his breath before speaking to Re again: “Good morning, Mr. Handsome,” he chuckled and lovingly snarked at him. “If you don’t mind, your little friend down there is asking to play a bit too early for my taste…”

“Hmm, is that so?” Re laughed, “Not a morning sex person, huh? What a shame.” He pat Finn on his head and rolled to his side, letting is hardening penis enjoy some personal space. “And little? Says the one who can’t even take it, huh!”

Finn laughed together with Re. “Well, take it or leave it, having even only oral sex with you is enough of an exercise by itself. I’m going to do some stretches before heading to the bath. I suggest we bathe together after you’re done playing with yourself; both of us are sweaty anyway from spooning the whole night, and I can imagine you’re going to be covered in semen in a couple of minutes.”

“You drive a hard bargain there. Fine, as you wish.” Re cackled.

“And you drive a hard dick, so get on with it.” Finn stupidly glanced at him. “I’ll even do my stretches in front of your bed, if it means you finish faster!”

The two teased and bickered throughout the first hour of their day, joking through masturbation and bath-time alike. After eating breakfast the two arranged whatever necessities they considered for the flight back to Herzbreit. Even though Re’s feral form was physiologically almost identical to that of a true dragon, that could not undo the considerable distance from the cave to the city, which meant they had around two hours of flight ahead of them.

While packing snacks for Finn, Re’s thoughts troubled his mind. “Finn, can I ask you a question?” he shyly asked.

“Uh… Sure, Re. What is it?”

“You said that our sex yesterday was like exercise to you… Uh, I hope I didn’t go too rough on you, did I?”

Finn sighed empathetically. “Re, you’re about 1.5 times my size. I’m lean and frail while you’re definitely well built. It’s kind of a given I’ll have a challenging time tackling a guy like you. But if it helps, I could easily tell you did your best to take it into consideration. Don’t worry about it too much.” He hugged him and kissed his side.

Re reached the palm of his hand to Finn’s face and gently stroke him. “You’re adorable,” he told him. “We’re all but done here, so you can head out in the meantime and I’ll be back with you in a minute. I just want to have a few things with me, just in case.”

“Whatever you say” Finn answered and giggled while heading out with the little pack of snacks Re handed over to him. He exited the inner cave and made his way towards the open air. Looking at the distance, the weather was sunny once again with only a few puddles to remind him of the previous day. He ran the last stretch of the cave until he reached outside, where he cheerfully enjoyed once again the fresh air. Even though his time inside was nothing but good, spending almost an entire day inside was not his favorite activity.

Re’s footsteps softly entered Finn’s earshot, trying not to distract him from another of his stretching exercises. A difficult task for a dragon-kin who has reverted back to his feral form, but Re was feeling confident enough in his skills. Or, more realistically, mischievous enough to ignore the lack thereof. Finn decided to ignore Re’s approach for as long as he focused on his own body, although he didn’t consider he would’ve already transformed back before rejoining him.

A surprise lick on his neck and cheek, however, was enough to startle and distract him from any position he considered doing next. He shortly froze in place before turning around and faced Re’s snout. “Alright, alright, I get it.” He sighed and stroke Re’s head. “But you should also get some good stretches before we go; two hours is not nothing, even for a big guy like you, I suppose…”

Re jokingly raised a brow at him. “Hmm. Is that so?” he poked back at him. If Finn was so insistent about doing stretches, joining would probably be the best way to make him stop. He sent out his front legs, lowered his head, and raised his rear as far up as he could. His wings also spread out and gently flapped in the air.

“Heh,” Finn chuckled, “looking like this, you should’ve probably been a cat beast-kin instead!”

“Oh, yeah? Because I’m quite sure I’ve seen you doing pretty much the same thing last night.” Re laughed out loud at the sight of Finn’s embarrassed blush. He then lowered his hind legs and laid flat on the ground. “Now, if you don’t mind, I think we should get going. And if it’s not too much of a bother, it’ll be a great help if you could readjust the harness a little bit, that’ll be a great help. I can only put it on in my smaller form; it’s a bit hard to get it right…”

Finn amusedly reached to his harness and tugged where he thought was needed. With a little bit of help from Re, he got on his back and tied himself tightly. “I’m a bit surprised you even have something like this,” he said. “Do you often let people ride your back?”

“Not really, but it happened before. My parents actually gave me this one before I left. They said it would eventually come in handy.” He took a few, deep breaths. “Okay, are you ready?”

Finn nodded.

“Great. For your own good, since this is your first time, keep your eyes closed and hold on tight. Otherwise your stomach would turn more than I’d like to risk it again. One mistake was enough…” He repositioned his body and carefully lift off the ground.

Finn closed his eyes and held on tightly to the the handles of Re’s harness. Re’s forceful flaps stirred a whirlwind around the two as they made their way up into the air. As they went higher, the wind became colder and stroke Finn’s face and hair. Finn was amazed by the speed of Re’s ascent; while his eyes were still closed, he felt how every movement of Re’s wings had the two soaring higher and higher up above the earth.

When Re finally straightened up, he spoke to Finn, “Alright, you can probably open your eyes now. Still, don’t stare too long at the ground though; it can be a bit much for a first-timer.”

Finn, while still grabbing the harness for good measure, slowly fought the constant gust of wind and opened his eyes. The clouds were still a great distance above, but even more so was he far above the ground. His eyes greedily soaked in the view of the many villages and towns in the far distance, trying to figure out whether even his own Herzbreit was somehow visible.

“Gods, this is amazing!” He cried in amazement and caressed Re’s back in appreciation. “How come it’s not a thing for dragon-kins to do this more often?”

Re chuckled for a moment. “Believe it or not, but those of us who can do it more often than you probably imagine. Trust me, it’s nice to have company when you’re up here for long flights.”

“‘Those of us’?” Finn asked, surprised at Re’s choice of words.

“Most dragon-kins can’t really fly,” he answered, shocking Finn.

“What?! Are you serious?”

“Yes, really! Think about it, a dragon-kin’s feral form is far too heavy for them to properly fly, no matter how big their wings get! Only those of us, like yours truly, who have air magic affinity can fly. The rest at best can jump and stay in the air for a few seconds. Kind of like when a chicken tries to fly. It’s hilarious to watch, actually, and a miracle that they manage to even do that!”

“Heh! I’ll take your words for it. And what about true dragons?”

“True dragons? They are the worst. They also have magical affinities, but since they’re not particularly intelligent they have no idea what magic is or how to use it. It takes them a whole two decades until they realize how, even though they still don’t know what it is. Same way you wouldn’t give a magic wand to a chicken.”

“What is it with you and chickens?” Finn asked laughing.

“Hey, did I lie though? Plus, they’re funny little things, and tasty!”

Finn cackled and leaned down to Re’s back, giving him a small kiss that Re could just barely notice. He looked up again and soaked in the unbelievable sights he still almost couldn’t fathom. Herzbreit was still nowhere to be seen, and just the thought of it brought Finn to think about the distance from his home village, even farther away than Herzbreit itself.

“Re.” Finn said after a few minutes of deep thought.

“Yes, Finn?”

“How much of the world have you seen? Are you far away from home?”

Re didn’t answer immediately. Even with the wind blowing away any chance of tracing Finn’s scent, he could sense a shift in his tone. From laughing at chickens not so long ago, to an unexpected melancholy. Usually whoever rode his back for the first time was always too occupied with taking in the experience, so an earnest question like that was the last thing he expected to receive.

He sighed. “The conversation was all lively just until a moment ago. Had to ruin the fun, huh?” he jokingly nagged. “Being honest, I never ventured outside of our kingdom. It’s rather silly, to think I had left home to see the world, and even after four years I have never stayed more than a day’s flight’s distance away from my home town. I guess I grew comfortable with this part of the kingdom since there aren’t many dragon-kins here.”

“Oh. Uh… If you don’t mind me asking, was there a problem with you and other dragon-kins?”

Re shook his head. “None of that, fortunately. It’s just that my home-town has a vast majority of dragon-kins. I wanted to go somewhere where I could mingle better with other species.”

“So you opted to live in a cave?” Finn giggled.

“Can’t a person have a couple of months of a solitary getaway? It’s not as if the closest village wasn’t a ten minutes flight away from there anyway…”

“Wait, there was a village ten minutes away from there while the party and I came all the way from Herzbreit? Why didn’t they have their local guild take care of it?”

“I think that area is still in the Herzbreit district, as far as it is…”

Finn paused for a moment. “This is ridiculous.”

~

The atmosphere in the Herzbreit branch of the Adventurers’ guild was the most tense and uncomfortable it has ever been since years. The news of Finn’s alleged passing spread like wildfire all across the city during the night of Blaze and his team’s return. Blaze arguably took it the hardest, burdened not only with the heartbreak of losing a new comrade, but also from a gnawing sense of guilt and responsibility for his ill fate. Only with the insistence of his party members did he eventually come back to the guild the next day, where he barely managed to do anything other than sit at a table and fight the urge to cry.

Even Miriam, whose usual mask of empathetic callousness hid any deep emotion, seemed genuinely distraught by the unexpected tragedy. She took on herself the role of managing the tasks involved with Finn’s death, namely sending an informant to his family, arranging his funeral, providing consultation to the party that accompanied him, and more. She was, in exchange—but also out of empathy, exempted from performing her usual work with the rest of the adventurers.

The inner office rooms, where she hid herself for most of that morning, became noisier around the early afternoon. Miriam, as much as she did her best to dissociate from her surroundings, eventually picked up on the change in the atmosphere. She preferred to not get involved and keep working, lest she might break character in front of her colleagues. But the disquiet around her tumulted beyond what she could afford to ignore, not only because the room was all of a sudden packed with both her co-workers and low-rank adventurers.

For her own sake, she promptly and neatly packed her paperwork into her bag and left the room. Outside of her office, she was baffled to see a few, but high ranking parties running amok through the halls. Needless to say, she was already overwhelmed. But her sense of commitment did not allow her to retract back to the corner of her office. She took a deep breath, and bravely feigned her coolness once more. She prowled towards the closest adventurer who ran by and snatched him within the blink of an eye.

“What’s going on?” She asked, yelling at the already panicked lad. “Why is the whole guild going crazy?”

The adventurer looked astounded at her. Did the most notoriously professional guild employee not know what was going on? “Mimi!” he cried, “We got an alert of a possible invasion! The people at the watch-tower still don’t know what it is, but they say they detected a dangerously powerful source of magic approaching the city in record-breaking speed! Our city is a low-risk district; we’re not equipped to handle such crises!”

“WHAT!?” Miriam screamed, shocked she had allowed herself to be so oblivious, as to ignore something so significant under her watch. But the shock did not mean stagnation when it came to her; it was time to get into action.

“Quickly, gather your party members and the others too!” She masterfully commanded the adventurer she still hadn’t released from her grip. “Have them meet me at the reception desks ASAP!”

While the adventurer got to gather the other people in the building, Miriam burst into the back offices and headed towards the back, yelling “Out of the way, make room!” at the people inside who stood in her path. At the back of the offices was a device she snatched and brought back to the front desks. At the desk, she pulled out a drawer and retrieved an air magic stone and placed it in the device’s slot.

Then she spoke: “Watch tower! Do you hear me? This is Miriam speaking, from the adventurers’ guild!”

Miriam and the few adventurers who arrived at her desk waited anxiously. A few seconds later an answer came: “Loud and clear!”

“Good. I apologize for my late response; I wasn’t informed of the incoming threat until a moment ago. A group of high rankers is being formed as we speak; I shall dispatch them in a couple of minutes. Is that enough time?”

“Yes, Miriam, but don’t take too long. We still don’t know what’s coming to us, but it’s fast!”

“You can count on me!” She finally said and hung up the call.

She scanned the people who had gathered around her and counted how many there were. “That should be enough people,” she said to them, “but there are a few faces I’ve seen earlier that are not here. Where are they?”

“Sorry!” The adventurer who Miriam sent shouted from across the room, accompanied by a few, presumably the last adventurers left in the guild’s halls. “Did you mean these guys? I think that’s all of us now.”

“Good job.” Miriam said efficiently. “All of you, get in the large carriage at the stalls behind the building. It’s been a while, but since all of the drivers take shelter in the offices, I’ll drive you to the city border myself.”

“Bu… But Miriam, you don’t have a driver’s license!” An adventurer cried in concern for their safety.

“Maybe that’s true,” she clapped back, “but I also don’t have time, and neither does the rest of you! So get going already! I’ll handle the consequences for my own actions by myself.”

The adventurers moved without any further delay and regrouped in the carriage. Miriam, who over the few years of her work had paid a careful attention to all the procedures undertaken in the guild, managed to mount the horses to the carriage and hastily manned the driver’s seat.

“Hold on tight; it’s going to be a wild ride!” She told the adventurers behind her. “Let’s go!” She set off the horses and drove as fast as she could. Every adventurer in the carriage held on for dear life as the vehicle shook and skidded along the twisted turns of the streets. Only by the saving grace of the one healer present did not even a single passenger vomit from Miriam’s reckless driving.

Luckily for them, they arrived at the city walls within no-time, in close proximity to the city’s watch-tower, the center of command for the city’s first line of defense. Mages rushed up the tower and from there spread along the length of the city wall, where their spells would have the best outreach. Warriors and healers gathered before and behind the city gates, ready to intercept any potential ground invasion.

Miriam herself joined the warriors who waited at the outer side of the gate, prepared to take part in the fighting should she need. Many of the warriors around her stared at her incredulously, baffled by the sheer level of confidence she had in herself despite her being just a guild receptionist.

One of the warriors desperately held her hand, begging her not to risk herself. “Miriam, what are you doing?” He spoke to her, “It’s not safe here!”

She pulled back her hand. “I’ve been in this industry for years. This is nothing new.”

“What are you talking about? Haven’t you been with us only thre—”

“I’ve been in the guild for three years, yes, but before that I have been to places and seen things that most of you wouldn’t even dare imagine. I chose the work in the guild to enjoy a stable life, but if fighting is what I must, then fight I will.” She turned away from the astonished warrior and kept going forward.

At the very front, she looked up in the sky and tried to see the incoming danger. The sunny, bright sky, however, made it difficult for her to see anything. The watch-tower was already helpless in spotting the source, and time was of the essence. She desperately looked around her—all the people in her proximity were also useless to detect something so far up and away. Then she looked at the mages on the city wall, realizing they would be their best chance.

“Mages!” She called, “Is any of you a light magic user?”

A few people on the wall raised their hands. It wasn’t near what she had hoped to see, but under these circumstances “not enough” was far better than nothing.

“Great.” She continued, “I need all of you to use lensing spells to scan the sky. Look for anything that seems suspicious!” She knew lensing magic was notoriously difficult to apply when staring to the sky, since the spell would also augment the floaters inside the eyes. Only the best trained mages knew how to work around that effect, and Miriam could only hope that the mages she commanded were trained enough to do so.

The search was, even for the best trained mages, exhausting and difficult. But despite the hopelessness of trying to find something so minuscule, one mage was lucky enough to spot something in the sky. “Miriam!” The mage spoke, “I can see something!”

“Amazing job!” She replied, yelling as loud as she could, “What is it? Can you tell its shape?”

“It’s hard to tell, but the more I look at it, the clearer it becomes. Uh… I can see something flapping on its sides. I think these are wings!”

“Wings? Is it a big bird or something?”

There was a pause until the mage gave back an answer. A long enough pause to ramp up the anxiety. Eventually, the mage finally gave an answer with shaking knees: “Mi… Miriam. It’s no bird. It… It’s a dragon. A DRAGON IS COMING TOWARDS US!”

Miriam stood in shock at the revelation. Her mind got blank. “Oh.” She told herself out loud. “We’re fucked.” She took a deep breath, and then shouted towards everybody: “EVERYBODY, RUN AWAY AND FIND SHELTER! NOW!”

The crowds of people that gathered around the city gate fled screaming, following Miriam’s order. Most mages and warriors too fled the scene, as they all knew none of them were anywhere near the level where they were competent enough to even stall, not to mention defeat it in any shape or form. Even Miriam herself, for all the confidence she had just a moment before, knew she wasn’t in any capacity to fight.

Nevertheless, some warriors and mages stood still, impervious to the panic and sense of doom around them. For them, as hopeless as it was, running away was not an option.

“What are you doing?” Miriam cried to them, “We have no fighting chance!”

“We’re not going to leave!” One of the mages snarled back at her. “If our city is doomed to fall, we’re going to fight for every second to let the people run away. This is what we signed up for, and this is what we’re obliged to do! Even you were ready to put up a fight for the sake of this city. Are you really going to ditch the people you told to trust you?”

Miriam was dumbfounded by that remark. The mage was right, she did demand the people’s trust in her service. She realized she could not back down anymore. “You guys are insane,” she told them, “but you’re right. I’ll stand and fight with you all, even if it’s the last thing we do!” She marched back to the front with more conviction than ever before. “All of you, gather around me!” She commanded. “If a fight is what the dragon wants, a fight is what it’ll get!”

~

Finn was laying dormant on Re’s back when Herzbreit was finally in Re’s field of sight. Carefully wiggling his tail, he nudged Finn at his temples and woke him up.

“Finn. Finn, wake up.” He told him in a soft tone. “We’re getting close.”

Finn lazily opened his eyes and gave Re’s tail a gentle pat before getting up. He got up with a yawn and looked towards the distance.

“Are you up now?” Re asked sarcastically. “Like I said, you’re almost home. I’ll start descending in a few minutes; be ready.”

“Oh, over so soon? That’s a shame.” Finn packed the few snacks he took out earlier during the flight and secured the bag onto his body. With no much left to do, he enjoyed the view he had of the approaching city that housed him.

All seemed well and fine for the two, especially for Re, who did not care to pay much attention to the view. But Finn spotted something suspicious coming from the city. “Re,” he called, “I think I see something weird. I think there’s some purple glow coming from the city. Do you have any idea what it could be?”

Re looked closely at the city and found the said glow himself. “Yeah, I do see it! Strange, I don’t think I’ve seen something like that before.” He stared at the glow until he noticed something else about it: it was growing. Re immediately understood what was going on, and did his best to keep his calm.

“Finn,” he spoke, “please make sure you’re secured tightly to the harness, and hold on for dear life!”

Finn was taken aback, but complied without question. “What’s going on?” He asked, scared about what might be happening.

Re, before even considering answering Finn’s question, dove down through the air and avoided a spell beam that was aimed towards the two. “We’re under attack!” He cried, “I thought your city is peaceful! What the hell is the matter with them?”

Finn couldn’t do anything other than scream as Re danced around in the air, desperately trying to reach lower grounds while avoiding the oncoming onslaught of spells directed at them. It was almost a miracle that Finn lost neither his grip nor the food in his stomach, even though many times he almost did.

Eventually Re managed to manoeuver his way downwards, thus taking on a path that seemed safer than the open skies, assuming that the city would rather not risk damaging infrastructure. Seemingly by luck, the barrage of spells that chased them came to a halt once Re had managed to come down. Neither of them was sure of the reason for it, but both were thankful for not being in danger anymore.

~

A couple of minutes earlier, the mages at front line ahead of Herzbreit’s gates were relentlessly charging and hurling spells towards the dragon that approached them. For everybody who was idiotic enough to not seek shelter, it was a miraculous sight to behold: the mages of a city in the nowheres of the most peaceful part of the kingdom were masterfully stalling and preventing a whole dragon from invading their city and likely wreaking a catastrophic havoc. It was a feat that was almost never seen in the history of the city, both in number of participants and result.

A couple of light magic users were still posted at the city wall to maintain constant watch over their target. With careful eyes they tracked the dragon and guided the coordinated assault of the mages on the ground. But with every passing second, the mages on the wall developed a growing suspicion. Something was off about the dragon. And the closer he got, it became more obvious that they hadn’t yet seen everything about it. When the dragon had finally performed its big dive, then the mages finally understood the impossible circumstance:

“Miriam, everybody! Cease the attack at once!” The mages commanded their peers below. Everybody on the ground stopped immediately and turned in shock towards their mates above.

“What is the meaning of this?” Miriam yelled at them, not sure whether she was ought to be angered or confused by the strange command.

“There is a person on the dragon back!” They answered, still focused on the odd pair hurtling toward the city. “W… We think it’s a human, a young one!”

“A human?!” Miriam asked, almost incredulously. “Are you sure?”

“Yes! The closer they get, the clearer it becomes. There is a human riding that dragon!”

Miriam paused in disbelief. They could not afford anymore to consider attacking the dragon without harming the human riding it. Moreover, could it be? The possibilities came rushing through her mind, violently tilting between hope and fear.

“Abort the offense!” She cried, “Move to defense position, be ready to cast your best protective spells at a moment’s notice, and don’t move!”

~

“Is it over now?” Finn asked, too dizzy to realize the traumatic experience the two had just endured. The city was just a couple of minutes away from the two, and Finn did his best to regain his composure. Even though he has already been through one drama after another, this incident easily took the cake.

“I don’t know about that,” Re answered. “They still have an army positioned at the city gate. Let’s hope they don’t have anything in plan for us…”

Re flew the rest of the distance they had left before landing on the ground and walking up to the gate. Finn in the meantime undid the buckles of Re’s harness and prepared to dismount. Before Re could reach the gate, however, he was forced to stop a safe distance away by a lady most resentful:

“STOP RIGHT THERE, DRAGON!” Miriam snarled at Re, ready to tackle him head on, should he make one wrong step. “Release the human on your back this instance, or face the consequences!” She kept her straight face, careful not to reveal the fact she had no tactic against him whatsoever.

“Mimi, is that you?” Finn called her from behind Re’s elongated neck. “Just a second, let me get down!”

Miriam couldn’t believe her ears. It was becoming clear to her that the wildest scenario she made up in her mind was actually true! With tears filling up her eyes, she slowly stepped forward.

Finn finally dismounted Re, and looked at the person he assumed to be his beloved higher-up. Sure enough, it was Mimi in the flesh. “Mimi! Hi!” He foolishly waved at her as he forgot to consider the fact the entire city thought him to be dead.

“FINN! You’re alive!” Miriam yelled and ran towards him, crying a trail of tears behind her. She tackled the confused twink and hugged him as tightly as she could. “I was, no, we all thought you were dead!” She continued whining like a baby, “I was fighting my tears all the time ever since yesterday, and Dan has been crying all the time since yesterday, and, and, a… Waaaahaaa!”

Finn embarrassedly hugged Miriam back and patted her back. “There, there. It’s all good now; I’m alive and well.”

Miriam let go of Finn and wiped out the tears from her eyes. “Guys, it’s Finn! He’s alive after all!”

“HE’S ALIVE?!” A voice came from behind the crowd’s first rows. Pushing the people beside him to make way, Blaze came running towards the three in tears, happy to see his little adventuring buddy safe and sound. “Finn! FINN!” He cried once more.

But before he reached Finn, he suddenly recognized the partner that arrived with Finn. He skidded on the ground and fell on his behind. “N… No, c-c-c-can’t be! This… This is the d-d-dragon that attacked us!” He stuttered as he slowly crawled away from the dragon that blighted his mind ever since the day before. “WHAT IS IT DOING HERE?”

Finn sighed. “Re, I think you owe a few people an apology. You might want to start with this guy over here.”

“Oh, I am so not looking forward for this.” Re muttered, knowing all too well just how bad the backlash for his prank is going to get. “It’s all right, I’m not going to attack you.”

Both Miriam and Blaze froze, baffled by hearing the dragon speak. It wasn’t a dragon after all! Re transformed in front of everybody to his humanoid form, making sure to stand behind Finn to hide his privates.

“A… A dragon-kin?” Miriam finally dared to speak. And then she sighed. “Dan, what rank are you?” She asked Blaze after taking a deep breath to calm her blooming rage.

Blaze, despite the aura of malice coming from Miriam, looked at her with fear. “I… I’m rank B, M-m-Miriam…”

“And tell me, Dan, why is it that neither a rank B adventurer nor the rest of his rank B party was able to tell the difference between a real dragon and a dragon-kin?”

With the pure intention of trying to save his former victim from the miasmic woman, Re intervened: “Uh, excuse me, Miriam was it? This is where I have to take the blame for the situation. I was pulling a prank on him and his party, and made them think I was a true dragon—a raging one at that. I… I didn’t care to clear out the situation before they ran away. I’m sorry.”

Mimi once again froze in place, now to take in Re’s confession. For several, very long seconds, she stood still until her knees gave in. “A prank…” She mumbled. “It… It was all just a prank…” Her muttering shifted towards insane laughter as a dark shadow grew underneath her and slowly spread out. “A foolish… Thoughtless… Irresponsible… PRANK!”

Miriam’s body engulfed itself in a fire of dark magic, and out of the pool of darkness came black tendrils that held and slammed Re to the ground.

Finn wasn’t sure whether he was too scared or entertained to intervene between the two, but nevertheless did his best to get between the two, just for the sake of hiding his crotch.

Miriam stood up again and approached the immobilized dragon-kin. “Do you have ANY idea what your stupid, twisted joke caused? Do you have ANY idea how much BULLSHIT we went through, and how much money and resources we had to spend these last 24 hours, ALL BECAUSE OF YOU?”

“I… I… I’m s-s-s-s-sorry!” Re stuttered and trembled before her wrath. Finn remained resilient.

“First and foremost,” Miriam, as most obvious to her nature, began itemizing every expense the guild made due to his joke. “We had to send a messenger to Finn’s parents, and now we’re going to have to send another one, since it’s way too late to catch up with the first one before he sends the word. It takes an entire day to get to Finn’s village from here, do you know how expensive that is? Then come the funeral services, which include the ceremony itself, venue, gravestone purchase and engraving costs, and securing a spot in the graveyard! Then we had to provide therapy sessions to Dan and his party and consultation services to the entire guild! And let’s not forget about the bullshit that we had to deal with today, namely the significant loss of revenue due to low employee and adventurer attendance, the shutdown of our entire operation due to the emergency status the city implemented, mobilization costs for emergency defense staffing, and last but not least, THE IMMENSE CANCELLATION FEES!”

“I’m sorry! Okay?” Re cried back, “I promise I won’t bother this city again!”

“Like hell you are!” Miriam barked back at him. “Unless you have some payment plan you can make out on the spot, you’re going to be the next new adventurer in our guild until you can pay back for all of the damages!”

Both Finn and Re stared blankly at Miriam and then look at each other.

“Ooh, does it mean we can be room-mates?” Finn asked with a silly smile.

“Hoho, we could have a lot more fun then!” Re remarked suggestively at Finn, who returned a similar naughty grin.

Miriam looked at the two with suspicious eyes. “Now, what in the world are you two talking about?” She asked with a disapproving tone.

Finn took a second, but then shyly answered, “We… Might’ve been intimate with each other last night, hehehe…”

Miriam looked back and forth between Finn and Re for a couple of seconds and then shuddered in disgust. “Of course you did. Ugh, I should’ve never asked.” She turned around and walked away, dissipating her dark magic and releasing Re from its grip. “I’m done. This is too much for one day. I can’t deal with this buffoonery anymore. See you guys tomorrow! … You know what? To hell with it, I’m taking a paid time off, I’ll see y’all next week. Bye.”

“Wait.” Blaze suddenly answered after an awkwardly long silence, “Why does he get to fuck you before me? I asked you first! Stupid guild policy… And didn’t you say your ass was still wrecked from a few days ago? How is it that you now get laid by dragons all of a sudden, kin or otherwise?”

Finn laughed out loud at his complaint. “If it helps,” he said after calming down, “we were limited to oral. He’s way too hung to do anything beyond that without the right potions.”

“BABY!” A woman’s cry sounded in the distance, rapidly coming closer.

“Speaking of which,” he continued, “the main culprit is now arriving.”

Indeed, it was Aurora who shouted from the distance and ran towards Finn while dragging Phil together with her. “Finn! My baby!” She cried and latched on to Finn with all of her might. Phil took a more gentle approach.

“You got mama ‘Rora here so sad and worried!” She said as she squeezed Finn’s head between her breasts. “And here we were, sitting at home when rumors about you said that you were dead! Even Phil couldn’t get hard the entire day out of sadness! I think you owe him a favor in return for making him a big softie this whole day.”

“I actually wanted to speak with you two about getting some of the potions you gave me that other day.” He said with his voice muffled by the boobs that blocked most of his airways. After yanking himself out, he proceeded to introduce the two to Re.

“Aurora, Phil, I think it’ll be helpful for the two of you to know my new buddy, Re. Re, these are Aurora and Phil. They run a sex dungeon in the city center. Phil is the one who took my virginity the other day, and Aurora gave me tips for sucking dick!”

Re laughed at Finn’s bluntness and spoke to the other two: “Ah, so you are the ones who put my little Finny here in the slut boot-camp! Hi, Ignirex, but you can all me Re. I must say, I am a great fan of your work, especially you, Aurora. He definitely showed beyond mere potential in my bed last night.”

“I aim to please.” Both Finn and Aurora said together, and all four of them (Blaze had already left) laughed together.

“Ha! Then I’m looking forward to seeing you later today.” Phil told Finn. “I’ll have the potions ready for you in an hour or so. And don’t be afraid to hit me up if you want to have some repeat action, for a little extra price, of course.” He winked at Finn as the two left the scene.

Finn looked around and saw that nobody familiar intended on approaching him. Still, there were plenty of people around, just by the sheer ridiculousness of the situation, though nobody else actually paid attention to any of the close conversations after Miriam had left.

“Can somebody get a pair of pants for my friend?” He then shouted at the audience. “And a large one at that, or at least a pair of underwear. I can’t hide his genitals forever!”

“I have a towel!” A random person shouted from the crowd.

“That’ll do in the meantime, thanks!”

Finn turned back to Re and thought for a moment after covering him up with the towel. If Re is going to live in Herzbreit with him, he’s going to need accommodation. And he knew well enough that the room he rents is nowhere big enough for a dragon-kin.

“Re, buddy,” he called him.

“Yeah?”

“If you’re going to live here, how are you going to find a place to stay?”

“Didn’t you say something about being room-mates?”

“Yeah, but I just said that in the spur of the moment. My room is meant for only one person, and I don’t think my place has any rooms for people as tall as you are. Those usually tend to be more expensive, I’m afraid.”

“Oh, man, that’s a bummer.” Re sighed and thought about another solution. “Hmm… I’d hate to do this, but I might have to dig into my savings account to get a permanent place here.” He leaned onto Finn and kept on babbling: “You know, it would be a shame if I’d have to live in such a big place all by my own. Surely you could, I don’t know, terminate your rent contract early and keep your friend some company. Perhaps you might enjoy some more intimate time with this big ol’ draggy-kin along the way, if that’s what you wish.”

Finn giggled, careful not to shake Re’s head that leaned right on top of his. “Don’t be silly, I rent by the week. I can just up and leave whenever you find a place.”

“Ooh, that’s great!” He cheered and squeezed Finn with a big hug.

~

“So, do you have the address already?” Phil asked Finn that evening, when he stopped by the dungeon. By that time, after getting a pair of pants and guided by Finn through the city, Re had managed, by means of pure luck, to find a house that same day just big enough for his size to rent, sitting at the outer reaches of the city. Considering the conversation they had earlier, they agreed to have Phil come over for the first time, both to deliver the potions and to join in on the fun.

“Yeah, I already moved some of my stuff over there,” Finn answered. “It’s a really nice place! Though rent will be tough for the first few months until we both rank up…”

“Ha!” Phil laughed, “I’m sure you two will be fine.”

Sharing a cheap taxi-carriage, Phil and Finn arrived at the new house after a prolonged while. Finn had a comical sense of tension between him and Phil throughout the ride, needily scanning him and yet restraining himself from doing anything inappropriate. Phil only returned a smug grin while admitting to himself he too was forcing himself to be on his best behavior.

Finn knocked on the entrance door and excitedly waited alongside Phil, who admired the size of the house. After all, not many buildings in the city were built with such tall residents in mind. Re peeped through the window beside the entrance and opened the door.

“Ah, finally arrived!” He said, holding a glass full of cheap wine he bought to celebrate the move. He headed back inside to bring the other two glasses.

“And I brought with me the finest products you’d ever need!” Phil answered proudly.

“And the potions too, I guess?”

The two laughed while Finn blushed and chugged his wine.

Finn looked at the two while they continued chatting. This is nice, he thought. Both of his “playmates” were getting along perfectly. Perhaps a little too perfectly. Re’s eyes looked soft and dreamy, looking directly at Phil. Phil at least, perhaps expectedly, seemed much more platonic. Phil realized he was ought to do something before Re starts to flirt with a straight guy.

Calming himself down, he feigned a little bit of confidence and spoke: “Re…”

“Hmm?” Re hummed back.

“I don’t like the way you’re eying Phil like that. I hope you’re not planning on hitting on him.”

“Oh, what’s the matter? Getting a little bit jealous now, aren’t we?” Re leaned forward and nudged a devilish smile at Finn.

“No,” Finn retorted, “but Phil is straight.”

“…What?” Re asked with a raised brow. “You expect me to believe that, after you told me earlier today he literally was the first person to have sex with you?”

“I…” Phil mumbled a little bit, embarrassed he didn’t notice Re’s attitude from before. “I am definitely straight. Finn is my one exception.”

“Dude, if there’s a guy you actually willingly fucked, I don’t think you can call yourself straight. Picky, choosey, perhaps, but that’s not straight anymore.”

Phil thought for a couple of seconds. With a sigh, he turned to Finn. “Finn, did you ever tell him about your blessing?”

“I think so… I mean, I mentioned it in a conversation once… Oh.” He finally got the message. “Wait, I… I never actually told you what it does, did I?”

“I was wondering when to ask about that.” Re answered, wondering whether he had some responsibility in this silly incident.

“This lucky bastard can make every guy he likes want to fuck him if he looks at him in the eyes.” Phil fill in the gap, laughing at the absurdity of his ability, and of the situation at large.

“O… Only when it’s long enough!” Finn blurted to his redundant defense.

Re rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Ah, a shame nevertheless. I was hoping we could be a bit more involved than just taking turns on Finn’s ass. So how are we gonna do this, do I just wait here while you two get it on and then switch, or what?”

Phil looked towards Finn, hinting to him to speak for him.

Finn looked back at him and sighed endearingly. “Phil likes being watched by other gay guys. Don’t ask me about it, I am just as confused about it.”

“Well, I, for one, like being appreciated!” Phil answered with a sarcastic, diva-like tone, and finished the rest of his wine before dragging Finn to where he guessed the bedroom was.

Re followed suit, carrying the delivery of potions. “And just so you know, I’m not gay, I’m pansexual.” He jokingly huffed.

Right after entering the room, Phil, who stood right behind Finn, forcefully grabbed him by the back of his neck. After turning him around, he dragged and threw him onto the bed and pounced at him. Reaching for his lips, Phil aggressively kissed Finn and shoved his tongue deep inside his mouth. Finn meekly tried to fight back against his tongue with his own and gleefully moaned. After the entire time the two had spent in awkward tension, Finn couldn’t wait to be used by the two hunks.

Re entered the room after the other two had already begun making out. After carefully placing the potions somewhere safe, he hopped on the other side of the bed and watched Phil taking control over his boy toy. It didn’t take long before Re’s cock hardened and grew out of his slit. He teasingly swabbed his finger around his emerging penis, spreading his natural lubricant around his immense length, and masturbated.

Finn opened his eyes and immediately turned his look towards Re’s cock. He was both excited and terrified by the thought of later being fucked in the ass by his monstrous rod.

“Fuck, man, that thing is huge!” Phil cried after he finally broke the kiss and saw Re’s cock teasingly standing before the two. “And you wanna tell me you managed to throat that thing?” He asked Finn. Finn was about to answer, but Phil left him no time to answer before continuing: “Then I can go extra rough on you.

Finn, with the same visceral excitement and dread, watched in silence as Phil took off his pants and underwear, proudly presenting his girthy cock and droopy testicles above his face. He tied his belt around Finn’s neck, grabbed him by his hair, and shoved his face against his crotch.

“Yeah, better get a good whiff of my balls!” Phil encouraged his sub. “You like sniffing my cock and balls, don’t you?”

“Yes sir,” Finn answered, “I love smelling and sucking sweaty cocks, sir! Please, use my throat; I want to suck every last bit of your thick dick until I’m sore!”

“Fuck yeah, that’s a good boy!” Phil snarled at him. He pulled back his head, then slapped and spat on his face before shoving his cock inside him. With neither warning nor mercy, Phil fucked his throat as hard as he could. His hardening penis clashed repeatedly against the back of Finn’s throat and forced its way down.

Finn whimpered helplessly as he desperately tried to fight against his gag reflex and catch a breath. His eyes teared up as mucus gushed from his mouth, signaling to his master he was about to reach his limit before his body reacts even more aggressively. Phil then pulled out his cock in a sweeping motion, almost causing Finn to throw up.

“Good boy!” He praised him as Finn gasped for air and flailed down onto the mattress. He turned around and leaned down to a 69 position above Finn. His cock dangled above him and then lunged back inside Finn’s throat, stroking more gently this time to let him breathe. He grabbed Finn’s stiff cock, about two thirds of his own length, yet satisfyingly thick, and sucked him off.

Finn was once again in a state of ecstasy, feeling his dick being sucked for the first time. Even though Phil, understandably, has never blown any cock before, he proved that his demands from his playmate were not just a blind expectation, but that he also knew well enough to apply them himself. Or, perhaps, it was just about enough to convince someone without any prior experience.

Finn wrapped his limbs around Phil and shoved their penises deeper in each other. His hands greedily groped and smacked Phil’s muscular ass cheeks as he forced his crotch down until his balls covered his face. At the same time, his legs held down his head and ground his hips up and down. Phil gagged all of a sudden and slobbered over Finn’s cock.

With the stark difference between their builds, Phil easily overpowered Finn once he was no longer startled by his sudden antics. “Ah, I see,” he said with a devilish tone, “we have a little brat on our hands, Re. Sounds like he needs to be punished, don’t you think?”

“Oh, I get to partake?” Re asked humorously, happy he wouldn’t need to be satisfied with only watching from the sidelines.

“Eh, it won’t be the first time I share somebody with another guy. Plus, I need somebody to hold him down before he feels too comfortable with doing more shenanigans.”

“Heh, don’t mind if I do then.” Re grabbed Finn and dragged his head towards his armpit. He tucked him tightly between his arm and chest and locked his head down with his muscles. “Lick.” He commanded Finn. “Don’t leave a single drop of sweat.”

“Yes sir!” Finn answered with a muffled voice and savored Re’s salty skin. Phil gripped his butt cheeks tightly and began abusing them. He spanked and bit him, indulged himself in his round, jiggly buttocks. Finn groaned and cried through Re’s armpit, “Oh, fuck, yes! Hurt me more, punish me!” Instead of listening to him, Phil spread his cheeks to their limit and began eating his ass.

Finn shifted erratically between twitching and melting onto the mattress and Re’s body, happily numbed by Phil’s expert tongue working its way into his opening. His legs swung up and down in joy, careful enough not to accidentally kick Phil at the same time. Re squeezed Finn’s head harder between his arm and body, pushing his head tightly against his pit and smearing his face with sweat and saliva.

“Hold him tight, Re,” Phil said when he momentarily abandoned Finn’s asshole, “I’m going to fetch the potions before I begin destroying his ass.”

“Is that so?” Re asked devilishly while Phil slowly and reluctantly got up, not wanting to let go of the pair of jiggly cheeks. “Then I’ll keep his throat warmed up for you, if you don’t mind.” He grabbed Finn by his hair and pulled him up for a deep, sloppy kiss.

Finn held on to Re, hugging him around his neck and shoulder. His mind remained numb from the lingering scent of his armpit while his mouth welcomed the flood of saliva from Re’s elongated tongue. His leg rubbed against Re’s leaking cock and smudged his pre-cum across his lower abs. He weakly humped his own penis against his torso and let out muffled, desperate moans.

Phil came back with the couple of potions that were about to get Finn ready. “Sorry to break your little romantic moment here;” he said while pulling Finn away, “the two of you can continue once I’m done wrecking this tight, little hole right here.” He continued with a possessive spank. He passed the potions down to Re and told him, “Make sure he drinks everything. More for your sake than mine; With your dick he might even need more than that to handle you properly.”

Finn froze in place for just a moment before Re pushed and tilted his head back. “Drink up, slut.” Re almost whispered to him and poured the potion mix down his mouth. Finn gulped the concoction within seconds and felt the supernatural warmth pulsate inside his body.

Every wave of heat inside him made him feel needier and hornier. He slowly and seductively lifted up his rump and spread his knees to reveal his desperate hole. “Fuck me, Phil.” He muttered, “Fuck me and breed me like you did a couple of days ago. Pound me and make me scream!”

“Hmm, you don’t have to tell me twice.” Phil responded while fingering his hole, shoving three of them inside him to stretch-out the entrance. His cock quickly became hard again and leaked pre-cum onto the mattress, as if demanding to begin this instance.

Another spank, and Phil went inside him. His stiff penis dove deep inside Finn and battered his prostate without any warning. His balls swung and clashed against Finn’s, then pulled back before swinging forth again and hitting him in the same place. Phil quickly established a slow, but assertive rhythm of pounding that easily put Finn in a state of total submission.

Finn laid down, hypnotized by the wonderful beatings against his innards. With a face smeared against the bedsheets, he uttered senseless groans of pleasure. The last thing he had thought throughout this day is how desperate he was to get fucked again, especially after he could barely keep his legs standing after his first time. Yet, there he was, knelt down to a soiled, new mattress, ravishing the sensation of being knocked senseless once again. Every time Phil’s cock made its way inside him, he became needier and needier.

Re leaned back and enviously jerked his cock, seeing Phil’s sweaty body doing with Finn as it wished. Finn’s silly, mindless smile turned Re on even more. He moved his foot towards Finn and put his toes in his mouth. Finn immediately licked and sucked on Re’s toes and claws, careful not to be scratched while his tongue danced around.

"Yeah, suck his toes, slut!” Phil growled at him and pushed his head down. Finn whimpered louder and voraciously tried to stuff all of Re’s toes inside him. Re’s relatively giant foot stretched his lips almost to their utmost limit. Still, he pushed further down and dragged his tongue out to lick even more.

Phil’s strokes didn’t lose their pace for even a moment. With the excitement of seeing his bottom becoming a completely subservient slut, he fucked Finn harder and faster. Finn’s moans overpowered the muffle of Re’s foot.

“Ah! More, I want more!” Finn whined and frantically licked every body part near him—beginning Re’s feet and legs and then Phil’s arms. Phil pulled up his head to a kiss and slammed his cock mercilessly inside him a few last times before laying down on top of him.

Finn panted beneath Phil as if he had been the top out of the three. Even though he wasn’t nearly as sweaty as Phil, who was visibly pumped-up from their sex, bearing his weight while being fucked by him and serving another top at the same time was the most physical effort he had made ever since he left his farm-life behind.

Both Phil and Re laid by his sides and showered him with kisses. Finn knew he had but a couple of moments before Phil would finish what he started. Until then, however, he was still being assaulted by two pairs of lips that playfully fought to possess him. Phil and Re inched and cornered Finn underneath them; two heavy men squeezed him and rubbed their girthy cocks against his sides. While the idea might’ve sounded alluring in his mind, Finn was rather busy trying to get even a single breath of air into his squashed lungs.

Being a needy bottom was no longer enough, Finn realized. If I don’t get these two under control, they will turn me into a pancake! He thought to himself. Inevitably, he had to take action. With a deep, struggling yet powerful breath, he turned sideways and slipped through the thinning gap between Re and Phil. With a swift motion, he stood up above them and looked at them with an untypically commanding expression.

“For fuck’s sake,” he exhaustedly squawked at them, “I appreciate the attention, but I can’t breathe when the two of you are crushing me under your weight!”

“Sorry…” The two answered with a fake look of guilt.

Finn moved and stood above Phil. If Phil had unfinished business with him, then he might as well take things into his own hands and skip the wait. Without any bit of grace, he got down on his knees and right on top of Phil’s cock. He didn’t waste a moment thinking twice; once Phil’s dick was inside him, he bounced on it with every bit of intent to milk his cum until there was not a single drop left.

Phil swung between astoundment and joy. The dominant man who he had thought himself to be was now turned into a mere service-top, a human dildo. But at the same time, it felt amazing. His dick was thrown into a sphincter roller-coaster ride.

Re at the same time got pulled up by Finn while he already rode Phil’s cock. He stood curiously above Phil and in front of Finn. Finn assertively threw his hands around his waist and pulled his crotch toward his face. Before he knew it, the first 5 out of the 12 inches of his monstrous shaft already slid down Finn’s mouth, and more got swallowed up by the second. “Oh, fuck yes!” He groaned while he held onto Finn’s shoulder for balance. Unlike the unlikely threesome partner beneath him, Re didn’t hesitate to rightfully take back the control away from Finn. He grabbed his head with his other hand and thoroughly fucked his throat.

Phil too snapped out of his passive state and locked Finn’s hips between the grip of his hands. There was no way he was about to let the sloppy-seconds guy outdo him that easily! He comfortably adjusted his legs and proceeded to thrust his cock in and out of Finn as hard and fast as he could.

Finn’s plan was a success. There is nothing that gets a dom-top more encouraged than revenging against a sub who questioned their dominance. He happily let go and allowed his two partners go to town on him. He bounced and recoiled from one dick to another like a ping-pong ball, with both of them so deep inside him that he could not make a single sound. Only his hands gripped on Re with greed and lust as a sign for his enjoyment.

Phil’s pounding kept going non-stop for a few minutes. It was hard to tell whether Phil or Finn were more transfixed by the intense sex, but regardless of whom, Phil’s phallic trans was cut short by his eminent orgasm. His hands moved down and groped Finn’s soft ass as his moans grew louder every time.

“Finn…” He uttered, slightly drooling, “Finn, I’m about to cum…”

Finn tightened his grip against Phil’s cock, making sure to intensify the feeling.

“Yes!” Re called Phil from above, “Shoot that load into him, breed him!”

Finn could finally moan properly after Re unsheathed his penis form his throat. He fell down and laid onto Phil’s body as he fucked him as hard as he possibly could. He moaned directly to Phil’s ear. “Yes! Yes, fuck! Fucking cum inside me baby, I want it so bad!”

Phil gathered the last remaining bits of strength within him and thrust himself against him a few, merciless, last times. With an elongated “Fuuuuuck!” he shot rope after rope of thick cum-shots into Finn’s ass. Finn shook in place with just as much ecstasy and traced the warmth of Phil’s semen inside him. With a gentle hug, Phil pulled Finn into a kiss and then slowly took him off his body.

He got up from the bed and stretched his body with a big yawn while Re shuffled beside Finn and cuddled him. “Well guys,” he said as he gradually put his clothes back on, “I’m going to let the two of you have your fun now. It’s been great; If Aurora and I didn’t have a business to run, I would’ve gladly done this one for free, ha! It’s been a while that I busted a nut so hard with anybody other than her. Let us know if you’re up for some more group action!” He then made his way out and waved goodbye,

“Bye…” The two said, somewhat disappointed he couldn’t stay until the very end.

A few, quiet seconds passed before Finn felt Re’s fingers play with his hole all of a sudden. He gasped and jumped in his place and then laughed and looked at Re, who also looked back at him at the same time.

“Hmm, feels like he left quite the load inside you, sweety.” Re giggled and nibbled on Finn’s ear. His fingers swirled and dug deeper into the squirming Finn, slowly reopening and gaping his anus and letting Phil’s cum trickle out.

“But I cannot allow another guy to breed you. I’m the only one who should impregnate you, you little sexy thing.” He continued and pulled Finn’s head for a deep, sloppy kiss.

“Oh, yeah?” Finn muttered between his groans after the two broke their kiss, “Then what are you going to do about it, big boy?”

Re crawled backwards and slid his hands down Finn’s body until he firmly groped his ass. With his thumbs he pulled his cheeks apart and exposed his leaking hole. He took a lusty whiff of his crotch and licked upwards towards his entrance. Re only bothered teasing him for a single lap around his hole before he penetrated him with his tongue as deep as he could. He playfully scooped the semen away from Finn’s guts, savoring the flavor of a man he could only wish to fuck.

“Oh, shit, fuck!” Finn yelled and barked to the pillow he grabbed the moment Re started rimming him. Every cell in his brain was shut down by the wonderful, yet alien feeling of Re’s elongated tongue wiggling inside his intestine. He panted, drooled, and cackled until Re slowly wriggled his way out of his innards.

Re made his way back above Finn and looked down at him with a lovingly impish grin. “Oh, no,” Finn told him playfully, “I know you’re always up to no good when you have that look on yo—….” Re opened up his mouth ever so slightly and lulled out his tongue. Just a few seconds later, a creak of cum and saliva dripped down and fell onto Finn’s frozen face.

“You’re fucking nasty,” he told Re, sounding as if he were emotionally violated.

“I’ve seen you do worse than that;” Re retorted, “don’t act like a saint all of a sudden. If you don’t want me to tease you like that, you better lift your legs up and open that hole up for me.”

“I was afraid you’ll never ask.” Finn opened up his legs and leaned them against Re’s chest. His hole was still twitching from the oral treatment he had just received, and was begging for more attention. “You better show me how a sexy dragon-kin fucks and breeds his playmates.”

“Oh, eager now, aren’t we? Well, I was getting quite jealous when Phil got to fuck you all this time while I only got a blowjob at best. If you don’t mind, I’m going to claim now what’s rightfully mine.” Re grabbed hold of his throbbing dick and aimed it at Finn’s hole. Slowly but surely, he slid his cock inside him.

Finn calmly closed his eyes and took deep breaths. For all he knew, he was well protected by any physical damage or even pain, but he was still very susceptible to the sensation of pressure that came with a rod as thick as Re’s. Little by little, Re’s dick made its way deeper inside him and widened his walls farther than anything Phil was capable of doing.

Re took his time to enjoy the slow penetration. The sensation of forcing his dick inside Finn felt like sliding a hand into an undersized glove, yet Finn’s guts did not give-in even a single bit. “Ah… Fuck, you’re so tight. And to think this is after you’ve been used up once already…”

“It feels so good, Re; please, go deeper!”

Re kept going, pushing his penis deeper into Finn. With enough time, Re reached full insertion and made contact with his body. Finn’s breaths turned faster and sharper the further Re went. He desperately held on to Re’s hands and tried to cope with his size.

“Finn, babe, are you alright?” Re asked Finn once he was completely inside him, “I’m not hurting you, I hope. Am I?”

“I… I’m alright, Re.” Finn answer between his staggered breaths, “It feels good; you feel good. But it’s a lot to take in…”

Re looked at him with pity in his eyes. For all the raunchy excitement they had a few minutes ago, once it came to him penetrating Finn, he reluctantly had to save the rough sex for another day. He carefully pulled out of Finn, turned around, and sat against the wall. “Finn, why don’t we change to an easier position? Come here, sit on my dick and I’ll take care of the rest.”

“A… Are you sure it’ll be easier?” Finn asked. After all, laying down and taking it takes much less physical effort than actively riding it.

“Well,” Re admitted, “not physically, but I want to hold and support you while at it.”

Finn felt a growing warmth inside him. “Aw, you’re such a sweetheart! Fine, let’s do it your way.” He rolled over and got up. Standing right above Re, he hesitantly bent his knees and made his slow descent onto Re’s restless cock. Once he made contact, Re held Finn’s body and gently helped him go down.

“That’s it, take deep breaths.” Re cooed as Finn braved his way down his oversize shaft. For a long minute, he switched between breaths and penetration until he finally made his way down to the very end of Re’s base.

“Mm, there we go.” Re said softly and pulled Finn to a tight, sensual hug. He gently rocked Finn back and forth while running his hands across his back. Their stomachs and chests rubbed against one another in lustful adoration and their heads leaned against their shoulders. Finn softly moaned and panted and kissed his way from Re’s shoulder and neck to his cheeks. Re turned his head and locked his lips with Finn.

With the two held tight in a warm embrace, Re picked up the pace and thrust his hips against Finn. With the slow escalation, Finn handled Re’s rhythm well. His face blushed and melted with every stroke, groaning and humming in praise of Re’s body.

Finn sunk into a state of an ecstatic trans. His body was rocked into mental fatigue and rested on Re’s body, where he could get lost in his thoughts. Not a single, long stare into his eyes, he thought to himself repeatedly. The ongoing reassurance engraved itself in his mind, proclaiming to him that this moment with that very person was not the product of an unfair blessing, but of a real and genuine affection. This is real.

Finn orgasmed in his trans state, completely unaware. Re cranked up a naughty grin when he felt the spurts of semen hit his abs and kissed Finn on his side. “Enjoying yourself?” He asked and giggled to himself, “Don’t worry, I’ll be done soon enough.”

“Y… You can…” Finn tried to speak with half lucidity, though his speech turned into meaningless mumbles. Re therefore grabbed Finn and moved him toward his front.

“Mind saying that again, boy?”

Finn then finally snapped enough out of his trans to be able to speak. “You can go harder if you want, Re.” He said shyly and with a bit of remaining unclarity. “I… I’m yours to use…”

Re did his best to not laugh out loud. He caressed Finn’s cheek with his thumb and spoke to him, “Guess I really broke your mind, huh? We know each-other for less than two days and you already say you’re mine to use? Is my dick that good?”

“Yes,” Finn answered with blind confidence. “Now fuck me harder until you breed me like you wanted.”

“Alright, don’t mind if I do. Just tell me if it’s too much.” Re then lengthened his strokes. What was until then more a vibration of his cock now turned into significant strokes in and out of Finn’s ass. He first kept his speed and after a short while he turned it up.

Finn’s moans turned vocal and vibrant the stronger Re’s penetration became. Every slam of his cock against his prostate made him squeeze Re’s body harder until his muscles could not cling on to him any tighter. He lovingly kissed him and savored the flavor of his skin and sweat as his lovemaking partner reached his climax.

Re was just moments away from finishing. His cock heroically worked his way through Finn, his pelvis smashed and clapped against Finn’s jiggling butt-cheeks and he groaned in pleasure as he felt his orgasm just seconds away from coming. “Finn,” he declared, “I’m about to cum! You’re so fucking good—Aaah!”

Re finally came. Shot after shot of warm, gooey cum filled Finn’s guts. Finn felt the warmth going up his intestines and then trickling back down and leaking out as Re’s dick gradually retracted to his slit. Re flipped the two of them and rolled on top of Finn, with just about enough space to breathe.

Both huffed and panted as they finally stared and got lost in each-other’s eyes. “Ho—… How are you feeling, Finn?” Re asked.

“Good,” he answered. “Tired, destroyed, but good. And you, Re?”

“As good as it can get. Thank you.” He rolled back and laid beside Finn. Much like the day before, Re held him close and cuddled him.

“Thank you too, Re.” Finn said after a short silence.

…

“We should probably take a shower, shouldn’t we?” Re asked rhetorically after enjoying a few minutes of cuddles. “It’s nothing like the bath back in the cave, but it’s still big enough for the two of us, ha!”

Finn chuckled. “Carry me?”