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works/387195.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Real_Person_Fiction, Actor_RPF
  Relationship:
      Colin_Farrell/Hugh_Jackman
  Character:
      Colin_Farrell, Hugh_Jackman
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe, Plot_What_Plot, First_Time, Knights_-_Freeform,
      Sexual_Content
  Series:
      Part 1 of Knight_Tales
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-04-20 Words: 2179
****** Foxling and Wolf ******
by Beryll_(Rynthjan)
Summary
     Squire Colin tests the limits if Sir Hugh's self control
At his best behavior, Squire Colin was reasonably diligent, sort of obedient
and quite able to concentrate on a task at hand. At his worst, he was
mischievous, cocky and not available.
Right now, he was sleepy and a bit grumpy.
Sir Hugh had stayed at the party that had followed the end of the tournament in
London the whole night. Colin had consequently used the opportunity to check
out the local taverns with some other squires he had met during the tournament.
He was now old enough to enjoy drinking and looking at pretty wenches though he
hadn't quite had the nerve to hit on one, when all the other squires one by one
took off with the girls.
In the end, he had headed back to Sir Hugh's tent all alone, feeling somewhat
stupid and useless.
He had grown several inches in the course of the last couple of months and now
could only be describes as a lanky youth. Tall for his age but still without
the muscle to fill up his frame and he was not at all happy with his looks. At
least stubble had started to grow now and he hoped that it would grow into a
beard soon, giving him a manlier look.
He had gone to sleep in the vague hope that Sir Hugh would find rest in some
noble woman's bed like he usually did, letting him sleep off all the alcohol he
had coursing through his veins.
But dear Sir Hugh had come back to the tent with the rising sun, just as grumpy
as Colin was feeling, prodding him awake with a foot.
After Colin had succeeded in pulling off Sir Hugh's boots, he now knelt in
front of the knight, trying to open the knot in the strings holding the
breeches closed. They had somehow managed to tangle during the festivities and
refused to come free.
Sir Hugh was nearly asleep on his feet, wanting nothing more than to get to bed
at last, but he was also tired enough to docilely wait for his squire to
undress him. He was swaying slightly, his eyes already closed.
Colin had about had it and at last reached for a knife and cut the string. Then
he pulled the breeches down with a hard yank, yelping in startled disgust when
his knight’s semi-erect cock sprang free of its confines.
Even though Sir Hugh was half asleep, his cock seemed quite awake. Colin
blinked at it in slight consternation. This was a reaction he had not
encountered with his knight before. Probably too much wine and no lady who was
inclined were to fault.
Sir Hugh was still swaying peaceful, unaware of his squire's curious gaze on
his private parts. Colin used the opportunity to have a closer look at the
organ of his knight, mentally comparing it to his own. With satisfaction he
noticed that his master's cock was not that much bigger than his own. So there
was at least one part of Colin that was quite adult already, even if the rest
was still somewhat lagging behind.
Not really thinking about what he was doing, Colin reached out to trail a
finger along the length of the hardened flesh, noting with interest that the
skin there was just as smooth as that on his own cock. So, that was not
something that changed with age.
As Sir Hugh still seemed oblivious, Colin bent down the knight cock slightly to
let it smack up against his stomach again. It twitched at this treatment and
rose even higher, growing another fraction.
Thoughtfully chewing on his lower lip Colin repeated the maneuver, intent on
finding out how much bigger it would get. This time it only twitched.
Obviously, it needed some more stimulation.
As Colin had ever been a curious boy who acted first and saved regrets for
later, he reached out and started stroking the cock in front of him, watching
with single-minded attention as it grew to full hardness under his
ministrations, only remotely noticing that his own body was reacting to the
sight in front of him, heat pooling in his groin and his own cock slowly
hardening as well.
Only when a slightly choked gasp sounded from Sir Hugh, did he remember that
there still was a man attached to the organ he had been working so thoroughly.
He looked up quite startled, only to find Sir Hugh gazing down at him, now wide
awake, his eyes ablaze with something that was definitely not the fury he was
used to when he had gotten into mischief again.
"What exactly do you think you are doing there, boy?" Sir Hugh asked, the tone
of his voice unknown to Colin.
For a moment, Colin simply was in shock. Then he realized that his hand was
still wrapped around his knight's cock and he snatched back his hand quickly.
"I... uhm..." he tried to come up with some kind of convincing excuse, failing
miserably. He quickly decided that this was a good time to bolt from the tent.
He had just managed to get to his feet and turn around when his knight's strong
hand firmly grabbed him by the neck. He was turned around again so he was
facing Sir Hugh. The knight looked at him with a curiously quirked eyebrow.
Before Colin could react in any way, Sir Hugh hooked a finger in the waistband
of Colin's simple pants and pulled them open wide enough to peer inside.
Sir Hugh's eyebrow rose even higher when he noted the obvious state of arousal
of his squire. Colin blushed to the roots of his hair.
"Seems you have done some growing up while I wasn't looking, boy." Sir Hugh
commented. "You know what? I think you just passed from not quite legal to
legal enough." he added with a seedy smirk.
Colin wasn't entirely sure what his knight was hinting at but he was starting
to get scared. He struggled to pull free but of course, there was no way he was
able to break the hold his master had on him.
Luckily, Sir Hugh quickly realized that he wouldn't get anywhere like this and
gently shook his squire. "Colin, calm down," he said, much less threateningly,
"I won't hurt you."
It took Colin several deep breathes to somewhat regain his composure. Worriedly
chewing his lower lip, he looked up at his knight, wondering what Sir Hugh had
in mind.
Sir Hugh smiled at him fondly, looking him over quite approvingly. "You really
have grown up, haven't you," he mused, "two or three years and you'll be a man
to reckon with."
Despite the fact that Sir Hugh still had him in a firm grip, the praise of his
knight didn't fail to reassure Colin.
Some of the seediness returned to Sir Hugh's smile. "And of course we'll want
you properly prepared for that time, right?" he continued his musings. "After
all a knight is supposed to teach a squire everything he needs to know. So I
guess we should see to your sexual education too, shouldn't we?"
Colin was rather sure the question wasn't directed at him so he wisely kept his
doubts to himself.
"Considering the fact that I thought you rather inexperienced you were doing
pretty well just then." Sir Hugh said, eyeing Colin with renewed curiosity.
"Have you been practicing on somebody?"
Colin again blushed furiously and vehemently shook his head. "No, sir." he
managed to choke out.
Sir Hugh grinned. "No need to be shy now, my boy." he said, at last setting
Colin down again.
It would have been a good opportunity to run, but Colin found his knees go weak
and just slumped down in front of his knight, that bringing him to eye-level
with Sir Hugh's cock again. Which was still hard and ready, Colin noticed with
some dread.
"Why don't you continue with what you were doing?" Sir Hugh suggested promptly.
Colin looked up at his knight, trying to put on his most pleading face. "I...
uhm... sir... I really don't know..." Again, he tried to find a convincing
excuse and failed.
And his pleading expression seemed to have the opposite effect on his knight
than what he had planned. Sir Hugh looked down at him with more than a healthy
dose of appetite. "Come on, boy," he coaxed, "you were doing really well
there."
Drawing in another deep breath, Colin faced the task at hand, silently vowing
that he would never ever do anything even remotely as foolish again. What had
he been thinking anyway?
Nothing.
As usual.
He reached out slowly, trying to get back in the mood, trying to ignore the
fact that he knew that this time Sir Hugh was watching him. He didn't quite
succeed but he did notice, that the knight's cock was now fully erect and
pretty impressive. So much for his hope that he was finally reaching adulthood.
He firmly grasped his knight's cock and started stroking him again. He had
thought Sir Hugh would just want him to quickly jerk him off, but he was
surprised when his knight spoke.
"Slower, boy, wrap your hand more around the head than the base." Sir Hugh
advised, groaning slightly when Colin adjusted his grip. "Yes, that's better,
now move slowly and steadily."
Colin obeyed, feeling with renewing curiosity how the hard flesh in his palm
twitched with life.
He was so intent on his task, that he looked up startled when Sir Hugh spoke
again.
"Would you like to taste it?" the knight asked, his eyes hungry and his face
flushed.
Colin shook his head in a definite 'no' before he even had time to actually
consider the question.
Sir Hugh did not press him, but as Colin continued stroking him, his mind kept
returning to the suggestion. Taste him. That was really disgusting. Vile. And
quite intriguing. After all that was something he'd not be able to test on
himself.
Before he could lose his nerve or regain his common sense he leaned forward,
extending the tip of his tongue, curiously licking the head of Sir Hugh's
erection.
It didn't exactly taste good. Of sweat but also slightly salty. But it didn't
taste bad either.
Sir Hugh groaned again and when Colin looked up at him, he noticed with a
certain amount of glee that his knight looked a bit unsteady. Obviously,
Colin's work was having quite an effect.
Emboldened by this Colin licked the whole length of the knight's cock,
thoroughly enjoying the throaty moan by Sir Hugh this produced.
"Take it... take it in your mouth boy..." the knight suggested huskily and more
than a bit out of breath.
Colin's eyebrow drew together as he eyed the hard cock in front of him like an
opponent in battle. It wasn't exactly small but Colin's stubbornness had now
been awakened. It would fit, he tried to convince himself. Somehow, it would
fit.
Leaning forward again he opened his mouth wide to engulfing the head of Sir
Hugh's cock.
His knight hissed and quickly grabbed Colin's head by the hair. "Careful, boy,"
he admonished, "no teeth."
Good point. Thinking of somebody chewing on his own cock didn't exactly sound
nice to Colin so he tried to take more of the knight's cock into his mouth,
only very slightly grazing the soft skin with his teeth.
In response, Sir Hugh groaned again, his fingers clenching in Colin's hair.
"Yes, that's it," he urged Colin on, "now use your tongue..."
Colin obeyed, licking the hard flesh in his mouth, slowly sliding the head in
and out of his mouth. Sir Hugh tried to push deeper inside but immediately
stopped when Colin tried to withdraw, his jaw starting to ache.
He could tell that his knight was tremendously enjoying himself and in a sort
of echo, his own cock started growing hard again after it had pretty much died
when Sir Hugh grabbed him.
He was alternating between sucking, licking and stroking and Sir Hugh was now
moaning constantly, holding Colin by the hair with both hands but not guiding
him.
Colin did notice when Sir Hugh's muscles grew taunt and his fingers clenched in
Colin's hair but it still came as a surprise when suddenly salty cum erupted
onto his tongue, spilling from his mouth, as there was no time to swallow and
even though Colin really didn't want to. Though he had to admit that it didn't
exactly taste bad.
Sir Hugh groaned in satisfaction, finally letting go his grasp on Colin's hair,
instead gently stroking his head.
"That was a fine blow-job for a first try, boy." he sighed happily.
Colin grinned up at him, wiping cum from his face with the sleeve of his shirt.
"Always glad to be of service, sir."
Sir Hugh smiled down at him, that seedy smirk back on his lips. "Speaking of
which..." he said, continuing his caresses of Colin's head, "now for lesson
number two... why don't you get rid of those pants and shirt..."
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