Wizards
by: Will B
(Copyright 2007 by the Author)

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Chapter 7
THE COMMITMENT CEREMONY

Hank: six foot one, twenty-one years old, a good-looking young man with black hair and green eyes.  He had a swimmer’s body, with broad shoulders, and strong arms.  He had a six-inch (when flaccid) cut cock.

Rod: had red hair and blue eyes.  He was built like a wrestler or weightlifter, with a 5½” uncut cock.  Another good-looking hunk!

HANK AND ROD WAKE UP AND ANALYZE THE SITUATION.

It’s a well-known fact that snakes hibernate in the winter.  The cold weather makes them sluggish, and they do nothing but drowse in their caves or dens, or whatever.  With the coming of the warmth of spring and longer days, the snakes gradually lose their sluggishness and begin to move about, raising their heads, and testing the air by sticking out their tongues.  Even in the midst of winter, it is best not to bother these reposing reptiles. 

There are other snakes that respond as well to the warm air and the sun.  So it was with the snakes that we are particularly interested in this morning. 

Hank woke up as the sun came into his room.  He had the most delicious sensations running through his muscular body.  For one thing his cock hairs were nestled against two round firm orbs of flesh, and for another his six-inch one-eyed snake was nestled in the most perfect cleft imaginable, right between those two orbs. 

The rising sun was making his snake restless.  It began to stir, and then it sensed a darker, warmer tunnel, and it slithered toward it to investigate whether this would be a good place to rest for another few minutes until it had to get up and go out and about.

Suddenly the snake was caught.  The walls of this tunnel seemed to have collapsed, trapping its head.  It couldn’t move back.  It could only move forward, as if the walls of this warm dark chasm were working it further and further into the delicious darkness.

“U-u-u-n-n-n-h-h-h-h-h.  Oh, Hank.  That feels so good.  Fuck my ass.” Rod said.  “Don’t stop.  I want you inside  .  .  .  .  .U-U-U-N-N-N-N-G-G-G-H-H-H.  Oh FUCK ME RIGHT NOW.  Harder.  HARDER.”

“You got it, Rod, but don’t forget, when my snake has shot its milk into you, my ass is yours,” Hank said with a grin.

’SHUT UP AND JUST FUCK ME! FILL ME! FEED ME! ”

Now Hank’s snake had grown to a full nine inches, and Hank was longdicking Rod, and Rod was moving back and forth trying to get the whole length of his partner’s shaft into his love-tube.

Hank moved his hand around to the front of Rod’s body, and turned so that he was lying on his back, and Rod was lying on top of him with his own shaft pointing straight up into the air.  Hank was fisting Rod’s shaft in the same rhythm that his hot piston was ramming into Rod’s ass.

Hank felt his toes begin to curl, and his ball sack draw up closer to his body, and then… and then….

“A-A-A-A-A-G-G-G-G-G-N-N-N-N-N-H-H-H-H-H-H-H” Hank cried out as he shot his hot milky cream into Rod’s hole. 

Then Rod felt his own toes curl and he felt .  .  .he felt .  .  ..  U-U-U-U-U-M-M-M-M-M! His own jizz flew into the air and spattered down onto his body.

The two wizards, somewhat drained, licked each other clean, and were about to go for another round, when there was a flapping of wings, and Hank’s falcon Jet-wing flew into the room, with a note tied to its leg.  Groaning, Hank reached for it and read, “This is the wake-up call you wanted.  Get up now and get ready for Nick and Tom’s commitment ceremony.  (signed) Hank.”

“I guess I’ll have to wait for tonight to plunge into your pucker,” said Rod with a lascivious leer.

“I guess so, we can’t miss the ceremony,” said Hank with a rueful grimace.  Then he added “But if you dance the macarena and shake your goolies before we go to bed, you can fill me with “Whipped Cream!  OOH BOY! I CAN’T WAIT.”

So they got up, cleaned up, and dressed up for a happy day.

* * * *

NICK AND TOM REFLECT ON HOW THEY FOUND EACH OTHER.

Nick Touchstone and Tom Pringle, had graduated from Fogmarts and gotten positions in the Search and Rescue Department of the Ministry of Enchantment.

They were both 21, tall and gangly.  They were immensely popular with their coworkers in the department.  They shared an apartment and worked in the same office.  The first case they worked on together was a very unsavory case.

A report had come in that three maverick wizards, Malik Flamboy, and his sidekicks, Hurtt, and Payne, had been running a combination brothel and sex club where they provided “companions” for some of their customers.  Some of these “companions” were adult males who were happy to make some money and get some sexual pleasure, but some of the paid companions were under 21. 

A raid was organized and Nick and Tom were to go in as prospective customers, wired for sound, and after they saw what was “on offer,” their colleagues would bust the doors down, and arrest the proprietors. 

The plans went off smoothly, and the raid netted a number of arrests.  There were three boys who were under age, and they were assigned to Nick and Tom to take back to headquarters for questioning. 

At the office, Nick took the boys’ names: The boys were Freddie Campbell, 16, Doug Utz, 15, and Paul Post, 15½.  The first two seemed to be bearing up and were able to give such damaging statements that Nick felt they had enough to put Flamboy and Friends away for a long time.

Poor Paul was a different matter.  He had been so badly abused that he did not realize he had been rescued.  He kept asking Nick and Tom what he could do to pleasure them He offered to let them inflict any kind of pain or degradation they wished.

By this time Nick was in tears, and when he looked at Tom he saw that his eyes were watery as well.

Finally, Tom couldn’t stand it any more.  He got up from his desk and moving to Paul took him in his arms, and said, “It’s all right, Paul.  You’re safe.  No one is ever going to do anything like that to you again.  NEVER!” And Tom broke down and cried, and just kept holding Paul.

“Sir,” said Paul, “Please tell me what you want to do to me.  Mr.  Flamboy will beat me if I don’t please you1 Please tell me.”

Nick went over to the two and said, “Tom, let me take over for a while.  You get Dr.  Heartsease, to give Paul a sedative and then get Fred and Doug in here to help reassure Paul that he is truly safe.”

When the Doctor had treated Paul, and Nick and Tom had filed their reports, they decided to call it a day.  To unwind they decided to walk home even though a slight drizzle was falling.  Perhaps they needed a clean rain to wash the filth and sickness they had heard from their minds and souls.  On the way home, they did not say a word to each other.

When they got to their apartment and had gone inside, Nick asked Tom, “how about a nice cup of hot, sweet, milky tea before bed?”

“Sounds great, Nick,” Tom said, and “I think you’re great, too!”

Nick had been thinking the same thing about Tom, but he didn’t know what to say.  He just stood and looked at Tom, and  then……

Nick took Tom in his arms and said, “Tom, I am so glad you are my room mate, and I am doubly glad we work in the same office.  I am so thankful for the way you showed how much you cared for those three boys, and I just want .  .  .  you.  .  .  .  .to know .  .  .  .  that I .  .  .  .  .’

“Yes, Nick?’

“That I care for you.  I love you,” blurted out Nick.

“And I love you Nick, and I think I have for some time.  Never mind the tea.  I can think of better ways to spend the time.”

Nick and Tom became lovers, and as we have seen in a previous chapter, decided to commit themselves as Wizard Partners For Life.

THE GUESTS ASSEMBLE

It was a beautiful day.  The sun was shining, the weather was warm and there was no fog.  The ceremony was to take place in the Great Hall of the Ministry of Enchantment.  The crystal chandeliers had been polished, the flowers had been arranged around the edge of the hall.  An orchestra played softly in a balcony overlooking the main floor.

Rod and Hank were dressed in new blue suits with white shirts, and gold ties.  They were there to greet the guests.  Freddie Campbell, Doug Utz, and Paul Post, who had been rescued by Nick and Tom some weeks earlier from a horrible existence were also there.  They had been staying at The Haven, where under the careful watch of Mary Cox, they were becoming used to a life free of pain. 

The boys also had new suits, of which they were very proud, and in which they looked very manly.  Their job was to escort the guests to their seats, and when Paul looked a little nervous, Mary Cox would lean forward and whisper an encouraging word in his ear.  A young girl came in, looking a little lost.  Suddenly Paul stood up, straightened up, and walked over to her and said “May I help you, Miss?” And he took her to a seat.

Freddie and Doug looked at each other, grinned, and said, “he’s gonna be all right!’ And they high-fived each other.

Nick’s grandmother was there, smiling (through her tears) at everyone, for once at a loss for words!

Hank and Rod turned to greet the guests.  Their Graces, Piers and Etta were there, smiling and chatting with friends.  Nip and Tuck came in, followed by Dan and Jane. 

Dr.  Jack Wilson and Jeff came in, and Hank said, “I’m so glad you could make it.” 

“Yes,’ said Dr. Jack, “Ed said we could come, as long as you didn’t turn us into frogs! Heh, heh!”

A motherly looking woman came in.  She had a black dress with a pin in the shape of the letters “Ju” on her dress.  She was accompanied by a dapper looking gentleman whom she addressed as Hercule.  He had a moustache that was perfectly symmetrical, and spoke with a French accent.  “Oh, non, mon ami, c’est belgique, non francaise!” he said with a smile.  Rod greeted them.

“We are delighted to be here.  We couldn’t find Chuck to clear my leaving the ranch,” the woman said, “but he is such a dear man, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.”

“Oui, c’est un gentilhomme parfait!” said her companion.

When the next guests came in, Hank and Rod felt they were looking in a mirror.  There was a tall black-haired man with green eyes, and the trace of a scar under the hair on his forehead.  There was a tall red haired man, with blue eyes.  They were accompanied by two stunning young ladies, one of whom looked like she could be the sister of the red haired man.

“Well, Hank Peters, we meet at last,” said the black-haired young man with a smile.  “It’s a very great pleasure, sir,” said Hank. 

“Bloody wicked!” said the red haired guest.  “Back at you,” said Rod.  They all shook hands, and the two guest introduced Hank and Rod to the young ladies.  “I’m just plain G,” said the red haired girl.  “And I’m H” said the other.

“Well, it has been great meeting you.  Maybe we can talk a little more after the ceremony,” said Hank.

“That would be great,” said his black haired double.

THE CEREMONY.

At that point, the orchestra started Handel’s Arrival of the Queen of Sheba and the guests quickly took their seats.  Hank and Rod could not resist a smile when they saw Paul, hitherto extremely shy and withdrawn, walk over to the young girl he had escorted to a seat earlier, smile at her, say “May I?” and sit next to her.

Now Hank and Rod walked to the doors at the back of the room, and opened them.  Nick and Tom walked out and Hank and Rod escorted them to the table in the front of the room where the Minister of Enchantment, and the Council of Wizards, all in their wizardly robes awaited them.

The orchestra ended its playing and the Minister said, “Friends, we are gathered here today to witness the public commitment of Nick and Tom to each other as Wizard Partners for Life.  If anyone has just cause why these two should not commit their lives to each other, let that person speak now or forever be silent.”

Everyone in the room held their breath, not that any objection was really likely to be made, but there is always an element of suspense!

Turning to Nick, the Minister said “Nicholas John Touchstone, do you take Thomas Peter Pringle to be your Wizard Partner for Life?”

“I do,” said Nick.

The minister asked Tom the same question who responded with the same words..

The minister then said “Nicholas, will you be a faithful Life Partner, forsaking all others, cleaving only to Tom, caring for him in sickness and health, good times and bad, and protecting him from all manner of evil?”

“I will,” said Nick.

The minister asked Tom the same question.  Then he took his wand, dipped it into a bowl of water, and sprinkled a few drops of the liquid on the two men.  “Receive the water of life.  Live long and happily, caring for each other and using your powers for good.”

The Minister then dipped his wand into a bowl of wine and sprinkled Nick and Tom with a few drops of wine.  “Receive the wine of love.  Let your love grow each day, and as it ages, may its bouquet gain in flavor.”

Facing the congregation, the Minister faced the congregation and said “Inasmuch as you, Nicholas and Thomas, have indicated their desire to commit their lives to each other and have taken these vows publicly, then by the powers vested in me by the Council of Wizards here assembled, I pronounce you Wizard Partners for Life.”

The congregation applauded and Nick and Tom faced each other, took each other in their arms and kissed each other tenderly and firmly on the mouth.  Then, hand in hand, they moved down the aisle to receive the congratulations and best wishes of the guests.  

After a great deal of chatting, eating, and drinking, the Minister of Enchantment came over to Nick and Tom.  “Gentlemen, it is time for you to go to your hideaway.  I know you thought you would just go to your apartment, but the Ministry has arranged a special place for you to spend tonight and the next week.”

The Minister waved his wand, the ceiling of the room rolled back and on to the floor floated the most beautiful oriental carpet Nick and Tom had ever seen.  It contained a canopy and a number of overstuffed, inviting looking cushions.  A tall figure wearing a turban and a scanty loincloth stepped from the carpet on to the floor.

“Good evening, my masters.  My name is Sin-Alla-Din-Bad, and I will be your pilot and flight attendant on this journey.  Please step aboard my vessel and we will be off.”

“But where are we going, Minister?” Nick asked.  “We haven’t packed for a trip, and our things…”

“Do not fear, you two.  Everything had been taken care of.  Now go, and have a good time,” the Minister said smilingly.  The crowd gathered around to wave goodbye, and the carpet slowly rose to the top of the chamber and then flew off quickly.

“Where are they going, Rod?” asked Hank.

“I don’t know you stud-muffin, but I know where we are going.  You owe me a body, and I don’t want it falling asleep on me,” said Rod with a lustful grin.

HANK PAYS A DEBT

Our two heroes arrived home, happy for their friends, and looking forward to whatever the night might bring.  Some of the younger wizards had left the reception and gone to a special club where the men danced a line dance while taking off their shirts (rumor had it that in a smaller room off that dance floor, items of clothing other than shirts also came off).  Hank and Rod decided they would rather go home and do their own dancing.

When Rod came out of the bathroom, he saw Hank lying on the bed, apparently naked, except for a corner of the sheet which covered his goodies.

“Rod, you know my body is yours tonight to use as you choose, but tell me: do you prefer me this way?” Here Hank moved the sheet, and Rod saw his partner’s body below the navel covered with dark curly hair.

“You look hot, Hank,” said Rod.

“Or do your prefer this style on your sex slave?” Rod moved the sheet back again, and Rod saw that Hank’s body was perfectly hairless from the neck down.  His chest, arm pits, abdomen, and groin had no hair on them at all.  His skin glistened like silk.

“Hank, you cocksucker,” said Rod.  “I want you to give me a tongue bath.  Lick my body all over and make me tingle with your tongue touching and tickling my horny body.”

Hank started by licking Rod’s face and then licked the inside of his ears.  He moved to Rod’s neck, and gently massaged his Adam’s Apple and then lowered his mouth to salivate on Rod’s nipples.  Gradually his flickering tongue moved to his lover’s abdomen and then swirled around Rod’s navel. 

“U-U-U-U-U-U-H-H-H-H-H, that feels so good,” Rod moaned.

Hank snapped his fingers, and a bowl of chocolate syrup appeared.  Hank poured a little on Rod’s treasure trail, and his penis, which was now standing at full attention. 

“Look at this mess!” Hank said.  “I guess I’ll just have to clean it up,” and again set to work with his mouth and tongue, licking and swallowing.

When Hank had licked Rod’s equipment clean and dry, Rod said “OK, fuck buddy, I want to be in you fully.  Are you ready?”

“Oh, yes, lover, I am ready.  Just lay back while your pole penetrates my pucker,” Hank said. 

Hank slowly lowered his hips on to Rod’s raging hardon, gave a slight push, and Rod’s cock slid home.  Hank had undergone some muscle training, and had trained his sphincter muscle and some other muscles in his anus to contract and relax consecutively, so that Rod’s tool was gradually pulled deeper and deeper into Hank’s love tunnel. 

“A-A-A-A-H-H-H-H-H-G-G-G-G-G-N-N-N-N-N! YOU ARE SO FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC,” Rod groaned.  I’m going to….., I’m on the edge…..Here it comes!”

Rod shot his load into Hank’s hungry tunnel, and at the same time Hank orgasmed all over Rod’s chest.

We will leave our heroes to clean themselves up in the traditional way.  We have another stop to make.

NICK AND TOM GO EXPLORING

The Magic Carpet landed in the courtyard of a large building.  It was too dark for Nick and Tom to see exactly where they were until spotlights came on and showed that they were at Segovia Castle in Spain.  Its white towers seemed to reach to the sky. 

“Masters, you have arrived at your destination.  I have had your bags delivered  to your room, and now I will be off.  Your room is in the topmost tower, and the staff knows they are not to go up to your room, unless you summon someone.  Live long and be happy.”

The Carpet slowly rose into the air, and Nick and Tom found themselves alone.

Inside the castle they found a magnificent dining hall with heraldic banners hanging from the ceiling.  They didn’t take time to admire the décor, however.  They wanted to get to their room, or I should say, suite of rooms.  There was a sitting room with a table prepared with a light supper.  There was a large bathroom with fixtures straight out of Castle Beautiful magazine.  The bedroom had a large “emperor” sized bed.

“I’m not hungry, Tom.  Are you?” asked Nick.

Nick, I’m only hungry for you,” Tom replied. 

“I’ve got something special for you to see.  You get comfortable in the bedroom, and I’ll just step into the bathroom and get ready,” said Nick.

In a few minutes Nick called from the bathroom “Are you comfortable? Are you ready? If you are shut your eyes.”

Tom shut his eyes, and when Nick said “OK, open them,” Tom saw Nick standing before him completely nude except for a large beach towel, wrapped around his waist.

Somewhere music was playing, Dance of the Seven Veils from Richard Strauss’ Salome.

Nick struck a model’s pose, with one arm raised behind his head, and said, Do you like this…?”

“Or this?”  The towel disappeared and Nick was wearing a thong, which had a tented bulge.

“Or this?” The thong disappeared, and Nick was wearing a jock strap with yellowish stains.

“Or do you prefer this, Tom?” Off went the jock strap, and Nick wore a low slung pair of red boxer shorts, with something pink peeking out of the opening.

By now, Tom’s uncut cock was almost rock hard.

“Or this?” The boxers were gone, and now Nick was wearing black briefs with an even longer organ making its appearance.

“Or this, lover?” The briefs went and Nick was wearing links of chain around his groin, with safety pins through his nipples. 

“Or, would you have me like this?” Now Nick was completely nude with his eight inch erection standing straight out, and beginning to ooze a little.

“I’m not sure, Nick, but I guess I’ll have to take you ‘as is’,” smirked Tom.  “Since this is our first night as Wizard Partners for Life, I thought you might be a little nervous, so I have something to show you, stud.”

Tom stood up, and was completely naked also.  Strobe lights came on and moved from one part of his body to another,

One nipple was marked “Lick me.” The other nipple was marked “Bite me.” Over his navel were the words, “Insert Tongue here.”

Nick was lost in wonder at the sight of these erogenous sites.  Over Tom’s erect cock were the words “Insert in mouth or anus, as you please.”

Tom turned around and the lights showed his ass.  Over the butt-crevice were the words “Insert organ of choice here--tongue or cock, it’s up to you.”

Tom turned around again and he and Nick held each other tightly, grinding their tumescent tools into each other, cock sliding against skin, pubic hair scratching against raging hard on. 

The tongues of the two lovers danced in each other’s mouths while their male organs also danced. 

Tom was uncut and now his foreskin seemed to take on a life of its own as it slowly grew forward and enveloped Nick’s glans.  The two guys’ heads rubbed and poked and poked and rubbed each other, their slits opening and shutting as if each were seeking to devour each other.

The sensitive textures of the glans soon brought each hot and horny stud to the brink of bliss, and they shot their white creamy loads of man-milk into each other’s slits, over their pricks, across their abdomens and on to their chests.  Over and over they exploded, each ejaculation bringing more and more pleasure to them both.

At last the men were sated, satisfied, and saturated with each other’s joy juice, and they lay on the bed, wrapped in each other’s arms.

“I love you, Tom,” whispered Nick.

“And you know I love you too,” said Tom.

And so they fell asleep in peace and joy.

To be concluded.

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As usual, my thanks to E Walk and DD for revisions, suggestions, and encouragement.

Congratulations to David Wilhelm for guessing the name of the mystery writer mentioned in previous chapters.  I’ll wait to see if anyone else can identify the writer before revealing the writer’s name.

Comments, suggestions, questions are always welcome.

Peace and joy.

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Posted: 07/06/07