Sword of Kings
Chapter 4 – Childhood Memories

by Bill W

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Kieren’s childhood had been very lonely. He stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the light haired, light skinned elves, and because of that, they often teased him about being half-human. That is the reason he chose to stay mainly to himself, not making any friends or doing more with other children than was required by his studies. He was an excellent student, with a sharp mind, which could grasp the complexities of almost any subject he studied. He was also very gifted physically, doing well in the combat skills he was asked to master and he had always been a very strong swimmer and a fairly fast runner. However, all of these attributes seemed to alienate him further from his peers, as they resented the ease with which he seemed to master everything.

Kieren often sat back and watched the others. He envied the way they got along and the activities they devised to help pass the time, but even at the tender age of nine he had resigned himself to the fact that he’d probably never be that close with any of them. This saddened him greatly, and he had confided in his parents about this problem, and they volunteered to intercede on his behalf, trying to talk to other parents and invite their children over, so Kieren could get to know them better. He immediately balked at that suggestion, concluding that would probably make the other children uncomfortable and then cause them to resent him even more. After discussing this idea with his parents, they eventually relented and decided to allow him to handle this problem in his own way.

One day, after one of their combat skills classes, Kieren watched as two of the elves got into an argument over what had happened in class. “You think that was funny, didn’t you?” the slightly shorter elf demanded of the other.

“No,” the taller boy answered back. “I was just doing what I was told to do in the lesson.”

“They didn’t say you had to beat the crap out of me with your staff!” he screamed back, letting the other elf know he didn’t believe him.

“We were told to make like it was a real battle and see how many times we could make our blows count,” he countered. “We were just told not to make the blows full force.”

“So you think the makes you a better fighter, because you put bruises all over my body and made me hurt all over?” the shorter boy spat back, rubbing some of his sore areas at the same time.

“You could have done the same thing to me, and it’s not my fault you can’t defend yourself,” the taller elf countered.

“So, now it’s MY fault that I’m all bruised and sore?” the shorter elf asked amazed, his eyes wide open in disbelief. “Are you saying none of this was your fault?”

“No, I hit you with my staff,” the taller elf responded, looking slightly remorseful, “but you could have stopped many of them from hitting your body, if you knew how to counter my moves.”

Kieren watched as the pair continued their argument, knowing these boys were actually close friends. This had been ones of the groups he had watched in the past, and he had envied their closeness. He wondered why they would fight over something as silly as this, but he didn’t want to interfere and have them turn on him instead, so he listened as they continued their disagreement.

“Well, if that’s how you feel,” the shorter elf responded, “then I don’t want to be your partner any more. In fact,” he continued, “I don’t even want to be your friend any more.” Having said that, the shorter elf pushed the taller one away from him, causing the other to come charging back, pushing him in return.

“Fine!” the taller elf countered, yet Kieren could tell by the expression on his face that these recent developments had both surprised and hurt him. “Then go let someone else pummel the crap out of you, until you learn how to fight.”

No sooner had the words escaped the taller elf’s lips, than the smaller elf lunged at him, tackling him and knocking him to the ground. Not only were they wrestling now, but they were also beginning to throw punches.

Seeing this, Kieren felt he could no longer remain quiet. He couldn’t see them losing their friendship over something as trivial as this. Finally, he plucked up the courage and approached them, managing to pull them apart, before they could do any serious damage to each other.

“How can you two fight and stop being friends over something as silly as this?” he demanded to know. “I’ve watched you two together for ages and I only wish I had a friend as great as either of you. I can’t believe you’re willing to throw that all away because of some silly spat.”

The two elves looked at him stunned, but they knew down deep in their hearts he was right, but neither wanted to be the first to say so. As they hesitated and stared at each other, Kieren began to walk away, thinking he’d done all he could without getting sucked into the argument himself. Finally, the taller elf broke the silence.

“He’s right, you know,” he stated, looking a little sheepish.

“Yeah, I guess it was kind of dumb,” the shorter elf agreed.

“Only on your part,” the taller elf retorted, punching his friend in the arm as he did so. At first it appeared as though the shorter elf was ready to fight again, but then he realized the statement was meant to be a joke, so he forced out a laugh, before he began to look around.

“Hey, where did that other kid go?” he wanted to know. “Did you see where he went, Romaric?”

“He went that way,” he responded, with a point, “but I don’t see him now.”

“Do you think we should thank him?” Garreth asked, while studying his friend’s response.

“Yeah, maybe we should. Come on, let’s see if we can find him.”

The two elves went racing down the roadway, looking for the boy who had just stopped them from ruining a friendship. Just as they were about to navigate a bend in the roadway, they saw the raven haired boy cutting across a field, heading toward a small patch of trees, located on the far side of an open piece of land. The elves watched as he disappeared from sight.

“Come on,” Romaric urged. “Let’s go see what he’s doing in there.”

The two elves sped across the open expanse, until they got to the wooded area, and then they quietly slipped into its depths, trying to locate the mysterious youth. Finally, they saw movement, and hid behind some bushes, watching the dark-haired boy, as he climbed one of the trees. Carefully, he made his way up the branches, even swinging back and forth and he dangled from a higher limb, but somehow he didn’t seem happy. They weren’t sure why, but they could tell something was bothering him. He was just going through the motions of having fun, but they could tell that he was not totally thrilled by what he was doing. Puzzled as to what his problem was, they decided to remain hidden, so they could continue to observe him.

The elves watched as he climbed down from the tree and sat along the edge of a clear little pond, which was hidden in the midst of this small woodland. As he sat there, he began to toss pebbles into the water, and after a few minutes he stood up and began to skip stones across the surface. Both elves admired his graceful movements and they began to wonder how they had not really noticed him before. It was true they had seen him and they’d heard the other children tease him because he was half-human, but they had never really paid him any attention, and suddenly that began to bother them

Their thoughts were interrupted as they watched the ebony haired boy begin to remove his clothing, and they both began to giggle softly, as they watched him undress. Slowly, Kieren took off all his garments, before he made his way toward the pond. Completely naked, he began to wade into the pond, before diving completely into the water. The two elves continued to watch him, noting how effortlessly he glided through the watery bed, and now they longed to join him in this private oasis. However, they never got the chance to act on that desire. Before they could determine their next course of action, Kieren spotted them peering out at him, and he challenged them.

“What are you doing here?” he said, more forcefully than he intended. The elves, stunned that they had been spotted and possibly had upset the other youth, stood up, but were unable to speak.

“Well, you might as well come join me,” he advised them, flashing a half-smile. “The water’s really great.” The two elves just stared at each other, uncertain as to what they should do, and then they turned back toward the boy in the pond.

“Should we really go join him?” Garreth asked Romaric.

“I don’t know,” Romaric responded, “ but it does really look great. I wouldn’t mind having a swim.”

It was obvious both elves wanted to do this, yet they were still a bit hesitant. Slowly, they made their way from behind the shrubbery and into the open. Feeling slightly uncomfortable about what they were about to do, they sheepishly began to disrobe. Once they were out of their clothing, they moved as quickly as they could to get into the pond, knowing the water would help to hide their nakedness. Kieren just smirked as he watched them make their move to join him.

“How did you find me here?” he challenged mildly, causing the two elves to stop dead in their tracks at the edge of the pond. They suspected Kieren already knew the answer to this, so they struggled with how to explain their action, as they didn’t want to provoke his ire.

The pair, looking as if they had just been caught stealing candy, hung their heads, though they did nothing to cover their naked bodies. “I’m sorry,” Romaric began, trying to figure out how he was going to explain their actions. “After you left, we thought we should thank you for stopping our fight, and so we kind of followed you here.”

“Yeah, we watched you for a while first though,” Garreth added, “just to make sure there wasn’t anyone else here with you.” Although the boys were still quite uncomfortable about having followed him and then having been caught, they could now tell he wasn’t upset with them.

“Come on, get in here. It would be a shame not to enjoy a swim.” Kieren gave them a broad grin now, finally giving them a chance to relax.

The elves quickly agreed and dove into the pond, but it took them several minutes to get accustomed to their nakedness and used to Kieren. After some moments of hesitation and uncertainty, the boys began to frolic merrily about in the water. It wasn’t much longer before they were horsing around, dunking each other, competing in races, and just having a good time. When they noticed the sun was beginning to go down, they each agreed it was time to go home.

“Would you like to come back here and do this again tomorrow?” Kieren asked, hopefully.

“I’m not sure I can,” Garreth responded. “My dad said something about helping him with some chores tomorrow, after I got home.”

“I might be able to,” Romaric volunteered, “but I won’t know until I get home. Our parents had told us we could spend this afternoon together, but I don’t know what they’ll say about tomorrow.”

“Well, I know I can’t, but I’ll ask about the day after, if you want to try it then,” Garreth offered, looking at the other two, to see if they agreed.

“Yeah, I could wait until the following day, if that’s all right with…” Romaric stopped in mid-sentence. “I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name.”

“It’s Kieren,” the boy volunteered, without hesitation.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Romaric and this is my friend, Garreth.”

“Hi,” Garreth uttered, happily.

“Okay, we’ll make it the day after tomorrow then,” Kieren agreed, feeling inwardly pleased that he might have found two new friends.”

From that day forward, the boys spent as much of their free time together as they could, and their little retreat became the focal point of their activities. The triumvirate spent untold hours enjoying their secret place, where they could do as they wanted without having to worry about anyone else bothering them, and they never hesitated or thought twice about enjoying themselves completely. Gradually they became closer and closer, and soon the bonds of brotherhood began to grow.

Over time, their feeling toward each other continued to grow stronger, and Kieren’s thoughts flashed forward, to a summer a few years later, when the trio began their journey into manhood. It was just two short summers ago when their bodies had begun to develop and change, responding to the ticking of their biological clocks, but that did not change everything. It was a time when they were beginning their arduous trek through adolescence, a journey they had not yet completed, and the awakening of their own sexuality. It was also the most memorable of their carefree summers and the last time they were able to remain free of the duties and responsibilities that awaited them.

For four summers the boys had been coming to this spot, but this year they had even bigger plans in mind. The trio had discussed the idea of building a fort in one of the older trees, but they knew they wouldn’t be able to do this alone. They would need help, and the only people they felt could actually help them would be their fathers. At first the boys were hesitant about informing their parents about their little hideaway, but they realized they had to do it to get what they wanted. After much consideration, the boys picked a time when each of them would confront their fathers about their idea, hoping to get their approval and assistance. As each of them explained their plans to build a fort, and their desire to camp out there from time to time, they were surprised by how readily their fathers approved of their proposal. They soon discovered their idea was not as radical as they had first suspected, and their fathers informed them about special places they also had as boys.

It took many days to complete this project, even with their fathers’ assistance, but it was well worth the effort. In fact, Kieren’s father surprised the trio even more, when he tied a heavy rope to a branch that extended out and over the swimming hole, so the boys could swing out and drop into the pool below. Over the course of that summer, and the summers to follow, they would incessantly parade up the ladder and along the deck, to take their turn at hurling their bare, bronzed bodies from the rail that encircled their woodland castle, swinging wildly through the air and dropping into their personal recreation area. For days at a time they would camp out beside the pool, preparing their own meals from the supplies they would bring with them, even sleeping in their sturdy fort, which rested several meters above the woodland floor.

It was also during that summer that the boys first came to realize the joys of sex. It started innocently enough, with them learning the pleasure of masturbation on their own. As all boys do, they loved to handle their own genitals and each discovered accidentally that rubbing the penis made it feel good. Once they realized that, they followed it up with even stronger rubbing, and they eventually discovered what it felt like to ejaculate. The first time it happened to Kieren, he thought he had hurt himself, because what came out of his penis looked like puss to him, as when an infected sore would burst open. He didn’t know what to do or say and kept it all bottled up inside himself, while he worried about what it meant. Finally, he’d had enough worrying alone and he decided to tell the other two.

“Something’s wrong with me,” he confessed, startling his two friends.

“What do you mean?” Garreth followed, concerned about his friend.

“Is it something serious?” Romaric asked, with worry showing across his face.

“I’m not sure,” Kieren responded. “It might be. I think I might have an infection or something.” He looked at the two elves, studying their reaction, and they could tell he was very serious about this.

“Tell us why you think that,” Romaric instructed him.

“Well, it’s kind of embarrassing,” Kieren stammered, not sure he wanted to inform them how he found this out.

“Oh, come on, you can tell us,” Garreth urged him. “We have no secrets from each other.”

“Well, as long as you promise you won’t laugh,” Kieren answered, although he still wasn’t sure if he wanted to divulge this type of information. Both elves nodded their heads in agreement, so Kieren continued. “Okay, well, I was like rubbing myself one day…”

“Rubbing yourself where?” Garreth asked, innocently.

“You know,” he stammered, not sure how he was going to tell him, “the part that makes me a male,” he stated, timidly. Suddenly, a look of understanding registered on both Garreth and Romaric’s faces.

“You mean you were flogging the donkey?” Romaric blurted out, without really meaning to.

“What’s that?” Kieren asked.

“It’s when you rub your hand up and down your penis, until you shoot,” Romaric now explained, surprised that Kieren didn’t already know this.

“Where did you learn about that?” Kieren wanted to know.

“I first heard older guys talking about it and then one day I tried it myself,” Romaric responded, seemingly unembarrassed. “I found it felt really great!”

“Yeah, I did too, but that’s the problem. This stuff came out that looked like puss and, well, I’m afraid something is wrong with me.”

“Heck, no,” Romaric assured him, “there’s nothing wrong with you. That’s the stuff that makes the girls have babies, when you shoot it inside of them. Didn’t your father tell you about any of this stuff?”

“No, he never tells me anything about anything,” Kieren admitted. For the next few minutes, Romaric filled Kieren and Garreth in about a few things, although Garreth was already familiar with some of the information Romaric now shared. When this discussion ended, the boys decided to take it a step further.

“I’ve heard older boys say it feels even better when someone else does it for you,” Romaric announced, with a bit of anticipation on his face. “Would you like to try something like that?”

“You mean with one of you doing that to me?” Garreth asked, amazed, not sure if he was ready to try that yet.

“Yeah. I can do it to one of you, then that one can do it to me, and then the first person can do it to the last. That way, we’ll all have a chance at doing both.” Garreth and Kieren looked at each other, and then back at Romaric, before announcing their decision.

“Yeah, I guess that would be okay,” Kieren responded, in a matter-of-fact way. “It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked before and it shouldn’t be a big deal to do something like that. It will be kind of like doing it to ourselves, but only different.” Even though that comment might not have made sense to an outside observer, it made perfect sense to both Garreth and Romaric. After Garreth added his words of agreement, they eagerly began to make their plans.

“Why don’t I do it to Kieren first,” Romaric suggested, “seeing I suggested it and he was the first one to agree.” Both boys agreed to this, and Garreth was actually a little relieved that he didn’t have to be first. Romaric instructed Kieren to lie down on the floor of the fort, and he moved beside him, getting ready to begin.

Kieren’s penis was limp at this point, so Romaric began to massage his testicles and rub his deflated boyhood, quickly causing it to spring to life. Once it was standing tall and proud, Romaric wrapped his fingers around the stiff shaft and began to stroke it, up and down. Kieren’s body just seemed to relax beneath his touch and he moaned in pleasure. Garreth couldn’t take his eyes off the spectacle, and he became instantly hard watching it, and now he was eager for his own turn, which wouldn’t come for a while.

Now he watched as Kieren began to writhe under Romaric’s deft touch, and he got a kick out of watching Kieren’s hips instinctively thrust up and down, to match the movements Romaric made with his hand. Before long, Kieren made one final thrust upward, and then his body stiffened, as strands of a creamy white liquid shot from the tiny slit. The threads hit his chest, and then his abdomen, before the final squirts formed a puddle above and in his pubic region, but Romaric continued to stroke him, until the last ounces of juices was teased from his penis. Once the flow had ended, Romaric released his grip and let Kieren enjoy the sensations, as he took his place next to Garreth, while waiting for his own turn.

This time Garreth did to Romaric what he had just watched Romaric do to Kieren, with very similar results. Garreth marveled at how the other boy’s penis felt in his own grip, so much the same, yet so different. Immediately, he knew he’d want to do this again and again in the future, as he was enjoying it almost as much as Romaric seemed to be. Now, he focused on what was about to happen, as he felt Romaric’s penis grow even harder in his hand, and then his friend began to ejaculate, sending those pearly strands all over his body. Romaric didn’t shoot as far as Kieren did, but it was still impressive, and Kieren sat up just in time to watch Romaric’s climax.

While they gave Romaric time to recover, Kieren urged Garreth to take his place, and then he began stimulate him. Garreth was already super hard and very excited from watching and helping the first two, so it wasn’t going to take much for Kieren to bring him to orgasm. Garreth groaned and his body trembled as Kieren grasped his turgid piece of meat, and he began to shake all over, as Kieren ran his hand up and down the shaft. Before long, Garreth was ready to erupt too, but his semen just oozed out from the head, instead of shooting or spraying, as the other two had done. No one thought anything about that, or that fact that Garreth’s results were clearer and a little runnier than the other pair, and the three boys just relished the moment for what they had shared. This was only the first of these sessions together and they perfected and expanded their repertoire over time.

For the rest of their time together, the boys enjoyed their new freedom, however, there was a tradeoff for getting it, and that was the acceptance of more responsibilities. At first it wasn’t much, just a few chores they were expected to do or giving their parents a hand with something, when asked. The boys were wiling to write this off as an equitable tradeoff. After all, wasn’t it worth a little work to be allowed to spend days on end camping out at their secret hideaway? The boys all thought so, and that summer just seemed to fly by.

The following summer was still nice, but the trio only got to go away on their own for only a couple days at a time, and that didn’t happen every week. This was because they were required to spend more time helping their fathers and accepting more responsibility for things around the house, so there wasn’t as much time to get away and have fun. However, the problem wasn’t only making the time to get away, but also finding a common time, when they could all escape together. The boys didn’t want to go unless they could ALL go, and sometimes that stifled their plans, as one or another couldn’t break away. Although they still had fun, it wasn’t quite the same as the year before, and the summer seemed to take a little longer to pass.

This was the summer when the boys first tried oral sex too, after hearing one of the other boys talking about how this girl had done it for him. The trio wasn’t sure what to expect from this, nor did they know precisely how to do it, but over time they did learn from trial and error. The first time was awkward, as they were all a little hesitant to put something in their mouth that the others urinated through, but eventually they discovered it didn’t have much of a taste and eagerly went about performing fellatio on their friends. It did take a few comments about not letting their teeth scrape the surface or suggestions to open their mouths wider, but eventually they began to do an acceptable job. They were all also hesitant to take their friend’s load into their mouth, so the boy receiving the oral sex would warn the other when he was close, and then that boy would masturbate the other until he ejaculated. By the end of the summer, they were all getting very good at this, and it was around that time when they first agreed to let one of the others shoot in their mouth, although it was the following year before any of them were willing to swallow the love nectar.

The next year was even worse, as far as getting time when they were all available to camp out alone. There were times when weeks would pass before the boys could find a common time to break away, but when they did, they treasured every moment they were able to spend together. Not only that, but it was also during this time that they became inseparably bound to each other.

It happened late one afternoon, after a fun filled day in and out of the water. The boys were lounging about on the deck of their tree fort, catching their breath, when Kieren began to think about how much he loved and appreciated his friends. It was due to this personal revelation that Kieren decided to verbalize his feelings. “I can’t tell you how much your friendship means to me,” he told them, his voice slightly choked with emotion. “I shall never forget either of you, not only because of how much fun we’ve had but also how much I love you both - as if the same blood flowed through my veins.”

Garreth and Romaric were totally surprised by this unsolicited outburst, yet they had an idea where their friend might be heading. Not wishing for this to get too sappy, Romaric offered his own take on what they meant to each other. “You’re right. We are more than friends - we are brothers,” he suggested, “and I think we should swear a blood oath to prove that.”

Kieren thought about this suggestion and concluded it was more impressive and carried a greater commitment than what he had planned, but he wanted to know more about it, before he agreed. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

“I think we should promise that we’ll always stand by each other,” Romaric informed him, “and never let anything come between us.”

“Yeah,” Garreth agreed, readily, “not even girls.” This brought a chuckle from the other two, but didn’t lessen their commitment.

“We should also promise that we’ll always live close to each other,” Garreth added, in attempt to add something substantial to this idea, “even when we get old.”

“Yes,” Romaric agreed, before building upon Garreth’s suggestion, “and we have to promise that we’ll always help each other out, especially when we’re in trouble.”

“Absolutely,” Kieren added, not wanting them to think he wasn’t as eager as they were about this. “No matter what, we shall stick together, and no one will be able to do anything to any of us, without having to deal with the other two as well.”

It was then that one of them pulled out a knife, one they had at the fort for cutting up meat and other items, and they each took a turn puncturing a small hole in the tip of their index finger, producing a small pool of blood. Once that had been done, two of them would touch their self-inflicted wounds against the identical spot on their friend’s finger, joining the blood that ran through their veins. As they did that, they would utter the words, “I pledge myself completely to both of you and promise that from this day, and until I take my final breath, our lives shall be forever bound,” thus permanently sealing their commitment.

As that summer began to move into its final stages, the boys were lamenting their lack of time together, but they were also looking forward to the day when they would be on their own. They seemed to believe that would allow them more time for each other, not having to worry about doing as their parents wished, but only time would tell if things would turn out as they planned. That afternoon they had managed to get away and enjoy a few precious hours on their own, when they had their chance encounter with Beraut, which in turn led to Garreth and Romaric volunteering to go with Kieren on this endeavor.

The thought of Beraut and his friends’ pledge to go with him brought Kieren back to the present, and he looked lovingly at the two slumbering forms on either side of him. Seeing them resting so peacefully beside him made him realize how tired he had also become, so he slid under the covers and slowly drifted off to sleep, feeling content and safe with them by his side.