Kier's Monsterlut Adventures - Prologue
Kier grew up to his dads' epic tales of adventures and want to follow in their path, but for all the wrong reasons...
I'm a little scared because this is the first time I've ever written anything longer than a paragraph, and english is not even my native language, but nonetheless I hope that you will enjoy this little prologue for now.
Comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome, and will help me stay motivated as I am currently working on chapter 1.
Prologue: Kier Wornak
Kier had grown with his fathers' tales of justice, adventures, and most importantly to him, monsters. While his parents had always depicted them as terrifying creatures barely intelligent enough to rape any unlucky adventurer who lost to them, he had always felt extreme curiosity rather than fear towards monsters.
This curiosity soon became intense lust as he reached puberty. The descriptions of bulgy muscles and grotesquely masculine endowments fuelling nights upon nights of passionate masturbation, pleasuring his long cock and tight hole. Oh, how he longed to become a lizardmen tribe's slut, to have a centaur dick rearrange his innards, to have his boypussy thoroughly bred and filled to the brim with spooge by an orc warband until he would be bursting at the seams…
And so he decided that he would become an adventurer, like his dads before him, albeit for a completely different reason than them. He trained hard during the day, as he knew that he would need to be strong if he wanted to choose his partners and be able to handle their lust. And masturbated even harder at night to his slutty fantasies, sore muscles pushed to their limits by incessant exercise.
After 6 years of building his body and skills with the help of his parents, Kier thought himself ready to start his journey. After moving farewells with his father and his dad, he was currently saying his goodbyes to Matthew, the blacksmith's son, the only one in the village to know Kier's true nature. Matthew was at first astonished to learn that the tall, tanned, sandy blonde twunk he had a crush on was so submissive, but he grew to love it, just like the rest of him.
Now naked on his bed with Kier's head laying on his chest, he felt torn. So many words wanted to come out, but his heart was stuck in his throat, blocking them. All he could manage was a soft, trembling whisper as he blinked the tears away.
“You're gonna come back someday, right?" Fuck, he sounded so pathetic right now. The awkward silence in the room was only interrupted by their breathing for a minute.
“…If I can get what I want, probably not…" another minute of silence.
“Kier, you know, I-“ Matthew interrupted himself before he got hurt. He knew the only reason they had any sort of relationship was because of Kier's lust for men, and the fact that he happened to be quite good-looking if he could say so himself.
“-I mean, I could probably come with you?"
Kier sighed at that “Matthew, we both know you even have trouble with goblins… If you come with me, you'll probably get raped by the first creature you encounter…" he knew the blacksmith's son didn't have his… predispositions, and wouldn't enjoy the journey if he came with him.
“But I-“
“I should probably go, before my dads change their mind!" Kier interrupted him, speaking louder than necessary.
Matthew looked like he was about to cry. Kier knew his feelings, he just couldn't reciprocate them, no matter how hard he had tried during the last two years.
So he just stood up, gathered his stuff under the other's now absent gaze, and left, full of guilt, but mostly excitement for the journey to come.