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Chapter 2

Striking the Anvil

Kesis' destination was all the way on the other side of the city. He was less concerned with finding lodging than he was with checking out the city's library. He had read a text from “A History of Darkness" back in Bishop's Bluff that suggested that the only piece of literature concerning the dark ones or beast men that had some form of truth in it was locked away in Port Lion's massive library. He was interested in the topic because his father had been a scholar as well and had contributed to the book he was after.

His father had put together an expedition to the frozen unnamed north lands to investigate the beast men when he was still a child. He never saw him again after that day. Kesis wanted desperately to go after him to maybe find him or rescue him. Somehow Kesis knew his father was still alive even after all of those years without him. He put those thoughts out of his mind and focused on the task at hand. Then what should appear but another distraction.

He was walking past the blacksmith's school in the middle of the city when another stocky young man caught his eye. Blacksmithing was the economic practice that supported all of Port Lion. There were blacksmithing students standing in an unorganized group out in the smithing yard. Some were talking amongst themselves. Other's were exercising with large iron weights. Through this mass of manhood, he spotted him. He didn't know who he was, but he was wearing a blacksmith's apron, a fundoshi, just like the one that Kesis wore, and a bandana over his forehead. He was bent over a stone wall near the forge. His burly, hairy, bronze body glistened with sweat in the sun.

Kesis felt drawn to the young man. He could feel himself starting to swell beneath the meager cover of his loincloth. He didn't want to dally any longer, but the man scratched his head and began to stretch. His body tensed, and his muscles rippled downward showing off their girth. Kesis decided he could spare a few minutes and at least talk to the man.

He trotted through the smithing yard toward this unknown man. He drew the attention of the other smithing students, but he didn't care. He just wanted to find out more about this man and introduce himself. In Terrafirm it was common for men to be promiscuous with other men, and Kesis was a big participant in this practice. He found himself full of desire constantly. This was especially true when he was around meaty thick men, and with most of Port Lion having worked in the black smith trade at one point or another their muscles were swollen from years of lifting and manipulating heavy objects.

Kesis cleared his throat audibly and in his bass toned voice offered an “Excuse me sir."

The man turned around and eyed him. He looked Kesis over and smirked. “Can I help you?" he asked in a pleasing bass tone as well. “I'll let you know right now they've figured out I shape good steel since I graduated and I'm very busy. I'm just taking a moment to rest a few minutes and let the ache out of my muscles before I get back to yet another fourteen-hour day."

“Well, my name is Kesis, and I was wondering who you were. I'm new here and I don't know anyone yet. To be honest I saw you over from the back and I just felt drawn over here to you. I must say that you're quite beautifully shaped."

This complement visibly pleased the man. A playful smirk coiled across his face. He looked Kesis over again. He stopped his gaze at Kesis' waist region. The man was visibly aroused. His loincloth strained to hold back the burgeoning erection underneath. His mouth cracked open revealing a toothy and playful grin. “I'm Johan." He started. “Like I said I'm quite busy, but I'm taking a break right now. It's been nearly a fortnight since I've had some kind of companionship though. He walked over extending a hand as if to shake Kesis' hand. Kesis stepped forward too to offer his hand in greeting.

To Kesis' shock Johan's hand went straight past his and firmly griped him by his covered erection. “Oh?" was all Kesis could muster. He felt his skin turning red again. “You seem to know what I'm after. Let's not waste each other's time eh?"

Both men stood back and shared a chuckle together. “Come. This way." Johan said softly grabbing Kesis by the front of his collar. “I have my own stall where I sleep. It'll only be for a few minutes though I'm very busy."

Kesis nodded in agreement. “I have my own priorities for the day too." They trotted through the dimly lit blacksmith's pavilion.

They arrived at Johan's Stall. It was dimly lit with a single candle and contained a small closet, a stool, and an old cot. For such a celebrated blacksmith it was a very humble living space.

Johan quickly spun around and loosened his fundoshi at the back letting it drop to the floor. His girthy member began to come to life and swell as he untied his apron letting it hit the floor quietly. He made quick work of Kesis' clothing discarding his blue tunic. With a tug Kesis' loincloth hit the floor for the second time that day. They launched themselves at one another. Their lips met and formed a hallway for their tongues to explore each other's mouths. The foreplay didn't last long as Johan broke off from the kiss. “Let's get you ready, shall we?" He said dropping to his knees gripping Kesis by his member that was both soft, and yet held firm as stone. Johan spat on Kesis' dick and immediately plunged his mouth around it and began bobbing quickly along its seven-inch length all the way down into his throat.

Kesis moaned quietly and rested his hand on the back of Johan's head as his hips began to lightly buck his erection into Johan's eager mouth. “Ah, your mouth is so warm and wet." He whispered down at Johan. He felt himself flinch in Johan's mouth delivering a splash of salty clear liquid into it.

“You're ready Johan said as he pulled Kesis from his mouth. He turned around, bent over and rested his upper torso on the cot. He spread his legs apart and curled his lower body upwards presenting his eagerly awaiting anus. “We don't have much time. Take me! Now!" Johan demanded.

Kesis just smiled. He quickly stepped forward and knelt down behind his willing new companion. He spat down several times coating his sore erect member. He grabbed himself by the dick and moved it into position, and slowly began to buck his hips as he thrust himself carefully into Johan. “I was in your position not even an hour ago." He chuckled down at Johan.

“Mister. I don't need no prepping. Take it now!" he demanded an he thrust his plump muscled ass backwards onto Kesis' eagerly awaiting cock.

“No problem." Kesis laughed and he drove himself sharply into his partner all the way down to the hilt bottoming out with his pubic hair mashed up against Johan's sweaty body. Kesis wasted no time and began the vigorously thrust himself in and out of Johan.

Johan's hissed through his teeth at the sweet pressure and pain. His body rippled back and forth in time with Kesis' thrusts. “I love.. it.. hard" he demanded and began bucking backwards onto Kesis violently.

Kesis didn't need to be told twice he thrust him self forward over and over as hard as he could producing a loud clapping rhythm as he crashed into Johan. They bucked in time together quite violently for a few moments before Johan began huffing and moaning audibly. Johan's whole body tensed around Kesis' cock seizing up as his penis sprayed semen on the dirt floor. The tightness of his partner's body enveloping him felt amazing to Kesis and without warning he delivered deep inside Johan with one final thrust. Kesis collapsed over Johan's hairy muscled back as he attempted to catch his breath.

“You did well Kesis." Johan huffed sounding winded. They both quickly got dressed. Neither one of them wanted to waste any more daylight. “You can find me here day or night." He mentioned as Kesis picked up his book bag. “I'm usually very busy but you make quick work of me." He laughed as Kesis finished wrapping himself in his fundoshi.

“You know I just might make this a daily thing for us." Kesis said as he turned to walk away. They both walked together out of the pavilion and back to the street's edge. To Kesis' surprise Johan grabbed him by the back of his head and gave him a passionate kiss before slapping him on the ass in full view of everyone as they parted ways and made their way back to the work they were both so desperate to finish.