The Holy Fountain

≈ CHAPTER 11: UNCLE RODERICK ≈

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Who's Who in this chapter

Shay (a straight, shy 17-y.o. novice) meets Uncle Roderick, the white-robed head of the monastery (a monk in his 50s but still very fit) to talk to him about Uncle Orren, a lecherous monk who recently raped Shay.

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~ A long-due talk ~

Shay drew a deep breath, trying to make his heartbeat slow down. He was standing out of Uncle Roderick’s study, looking at the door, without finding the courage to knock.

Sure enough, meeting the big boss of the Asylum, the white-robed head of the monks, was a bit unnerving, but there was something more. Shay kept reliving in his mind the brief moments he spent with Uncle Roderick: when he arrived at the Asylum with his father, and Uncle Roderick accepted him as a Novice; when the Uncle gently fingered his ass at his novitiate trial [1]; and when he and Ewan met the man in the Springs, out of his white habit, making crunches [2]. Uncle Roderick emanated an aura of wisdom, power and solid manliness that had always hit Shay deeply, and now was making his heartbeat race.

Shay exhaled loudly and knocked on the door, and when a warm “Come in!” came through the door, he stepped in the small room. Uncle Roderick was sitting at his desk, reading some papers, and smiled widely when he saw the boy coming in.

“Shay, what a nice surprise! Come in, get comfortable!” – the wise man said joyfully, but when he noticed Shay’s tense expression, he stood up and asked, more seriously: “Is there something troubling you, my boy? Here, take a seat and tell me…”

Shay hesitated, and Uncle Roderick moved closer to the boy and gently pushed him toward a small sofa nearby: “Maybe here we can talk more easily. Don’t be nervous, you know you can tell me anything…”

“I… I’m sorry, Uncle Roderick! I’m so very sorry!” – Shay blurted out after a long pause – “Ewan told me not to ever go to the West wing, but I took a wrong turn and ended up there! I don’t know how it happened!”

Uncle Roderick stiffened a bit: “The West wing? Did you meet the Lost Cousins?”

“Yes” – Shay murmured – “And there was Uncle Orren, too. They… they were doing bad things to each other, and I tried to run away, but Uncle Orren… he… he commanded me to stay… and then made me get naked… and… he ordered me to touch myself in an unholy way.”

Roderick was alarmed to hear Shay’s words, because he knew well Orren, and was more than sure that he didn’t limit himself to force Shay to masturbate. With a cautious tone he asked: “Shay, did Orren… force himself on you? Did he hurt you?”

Shay nodded yes, keeping his gaze to the floor.

“Tell me, boy… Did he force his manhood into you?”

“Yes…” – Shay whined, recalling to his memory those horrible moments – “He shoved his member in my mouth, and then in my bottom… And it hurt… It hurt so bad!”

“Orren!” – Roderick exclaimed, fuming with rage – “That vile predator! I’ll make him pay hard for this! Taking a boy’s virginity this way! I’ll give him an exemplary punishment!”

“Please don’t!” – Shay unexpectedly pleaded – “Uncle Roderick, I beg you, don’t punish him!”

“Why do you say that? Didn’t he hurt you?”

“Yes, he did. Of course he did! A man’s hole is not made to stretch around another man’s virility! Everyone knows that!” – Shay exclaimed with passion, but when he saw Roderick raise an eyebrow he toned down his voice: “Uncle Orren hurt me, but he could hurt me much more than that, he could ruin me forever. He had mercy on me, he restrained himself with an inhuman effort, and spared me from a greater suffering. And all the while he… he seemed not to be able to control himself, he wanted to stop, but he just couldn’t! I hated him for what he was doing to me, but he seemed to hate himself even more. I don’t know how to explain it, but… it was heartbreaking seeing him despise himself that way!”

Uncle Roderick couldn’t believe to his own ears: “I’m flabbergasted… He raped you! And you… pity him?”

“If you throw a stone in the water, you don’t blame it if it sinks. It’s doomed to sink.” – Shay replied in a low voice – “All you can do is to pick the stone back up and pull it out of the water. That’s why the next night I went to his room again…”

“You what?” – Roderick exclaimed, in disbelief – “Don’t tell me you let him hurt you again…”

“No one was harmed. Quite the opposite, actually. I had this idea that Uncle Orren was pray of an inner fire, an irrepressible sexual urge that forced him to rape me. So I asked to some fellow monks to come with me to Orren, and… well… drain him, bringing him to orgasm over and over, until the fire in his loins was put off. And it worked, Uncle Roderick! For years he tried to keep his inner ‘beast’, as he calls it, restrained and subdued, but all he needed was to keep the beast sated! So, some monks agreed to take care of him and… er… drain him on a regular basis.”

Uncle Roderick stood up and started pacing the small study: “So… you don’t want me to punish him, am I getting it right? Did you just forget and forgive?”

“I could never forget.” – Shay replied, seriously – “And I didn’t forgive him. And sure enough he didn’t forgive himself either; but I think he should be given a chance, Uncle. I’m just a Novice, I know nothing, but I sensed that he dearly wants to come out from the pit of sin he let himself fall into. It’s a faint hope, but if you now punish him, this hope will be shattered forever.”

A long silence ensued, and then Roderick nodded his head: “Alright. I won’t punish him. But I will keep an eye on him, and if ever he hurts one of the monks who are… uhm… keeping his beast sated, nothing will save him from my rightful wrath!”

 

~ Some more virginity ~

Roderick looked down at Shay, noticed his disconsolate expression and his tone softened: “It was hard for you, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, but it’s not that…” – Shay replied, with a sorry tone – “I’m sad for you, Uncle Roderick. I know you were waiting for me to be ready, so that you could take my virginity, but now…”

“My sweet, sweet boy!” – Roderick exclaimed, pulling Shay to him and holding him in a tight embrace – “Do you think I could love you less than before?”

Shay pressed his face on the Uncle’s wide chest, nestling into his strong arms, and felt a warmth pervade him; he flung his arms around the man’s waist and felt his firm body under the thin white fabric, his muscles twitch under his hands and Shay saw again, behind his closed eyelids, Uncle Roderick’s almost naked body, when they met at the Springs. And that beautiful body now was pressed against Shay’s, exuding a confident, protective manliness that made the boy writhe with secret pleasure.

“Maybe…” – Shay said under his breath, holding tight to Roderick – “Maybe there’s still some virginity in me for you to take…?”

Roderick couldn’t restrain a chuckle: “Maybe. You see, for an Uncle, taking a Novice’s virginity is much more than stretching his anal ring. Say…” – he added, winking at Shay – “Do you want me to check?”

Shay blushed bright red and babbled in a whisper: “Y…Yes…”

The man opened a door and they stepped inside. Next to the small study there was Uncle Roderick’s personal room, and Shay noticed with marveled eyes how luminous and cozy it was; a big white bed was placed between two ‘penis’-shaped windows, and Uncle Roderick gently pulled Shay there: “Please, take away your habit and lay on the bed”.

While Shay did as ordered, Roderick got naked himself, took a small jar of perfumed oil and knelt on the bed next to the boy, who easily guessed what kind of ‘check’ the Uncle wanted to perform on him and raised his legs, offering his ass to the wise man.

“Now, Shay, if you feel the faintest pain, tell me” – Roderick warned, scooping some oil with his fingers and gently spreading it on the boy’s anus. At first, he just circled his fingers around the hole, massaging the sensitive skin, and then, with great caution, pushed his middle finger into the hole. A fleeting frown appeared on Shay’s face and Roderick immediately stopped; he waited until the boy nodded his head, and then slowly pushed his entire finger into the warm chute.

Roderick gyrated the finger, gently inspecting Shay’s insides, pulled the finger almost out and then pushed it in a few times, feeling the tight anal ring quiver and relax. At least, Roderick reckoned, Orren didn’t cause permanent damage. Then he inserted a second well-greased finger and started again massaging the inexperienced hole with sensual tenderness, giving casual pokes to the boy’s joy nut. Shay chocked a few feeble gasps, when the Uncle’s fingers hit his prostate, and he blushed when he saw his own dick getting thicker and harder: in that position, holding his legs up with his hands, there was no way to hide the embarrassing erection.

“Uncle… I’m sorry… I can’t…”

“It’s alright” – the man reassured him – “but if you want me to stop…”

“No!” – Shay exclaimed on impulse, and then added, under his breath: “I mean, I don’t feel pain… Not the faintest pain whatsoever… So, maybe I’m ready…”

“Ready… for what?” – Roderick said, with a knowing smile, withdrawing his hand and standing on his knees; his long cock was half hard and visibly twitched under Shay’s rapt eyes.

“Ready for you to check if there’s… some virginity left in me…”

Stifling an amused smile, Roderick scooped some more oil and started to massage his own cock, bringing it to a stiff erection. Shay couldn’t tear his gaze off the Uncle’s beautiful tool, and without averting his gaze, he pulled his own legs even more to his chest, offering himself to the man. He held his breath when he felt the wide mushroom head press against his hole, that instinctively clenched. Roderick didn’t force himself inside, but patiently waited for the boy to be ready for him.

Shay was clearly doing his best to relax and let the stiff cock in, he dearly wanted Uncle Roderick to take him, but he felt so nervous that he couldn’t control his ass muscles. Roderick smiled tenderly: “I’m not going to force you, my boy. I’m a master in Temperance, I can stay like this all the time you need…”

 

~ The ‘real’ first time ~

Roderick remembered, from Shay’s last trial, how sensitive were the boy’s nipples [3], and leaned down on his torso, while keeping his own stiff member pointed to the boy’s clenched hole; as soon as the Uncle’s pointy tongue started lapping the tender nipple, Shay inhaled sharply and his eyes rolled back for the strongly erotic sensation; lost in his pleasure, the boy forgot all his fears and his hole relaxed instantly, opening up for Roderick’s manhood to delve into the boy’s warm depths.

Feeling stretched by the manly tool, Shay gasped and stiffened, as memories of his recent rape resurfaced in his mind. Uncle Roderick guessed from the boy’s tense expression what he was thinking about, so smiled at him tenderly, and leaned over to lock their lips in a sweet kiss. With kind determination, Roderick’s tongue wormed into Shay’s mouth, exploring the humid cavern and making love to the boy’s tongue, in a sensual dance that made Shay feel dizzy; and the sweetness of that kiss suddenly dispelled all the boy’s fears and painful memories.

In the swirl of sensual fogginess Shay was getting lost into, he felt the Uncle’s cock crawl its way deep inside him, inch by inch, and there was no pain, no discomfort: only a deep sense of… belonging to that experienced and sexy man who was taking possession of him. Shay felt enraptured but sharply awake, excited but serene, submissive but confident: all those apparently contrasting feelings melted into an irrepressible exhilaration that found its way out in a passionate scream: “I’m yours, sir! Yours… Yours…”

Roderick started easing his manhood in and out of Shay’s welcoming hole looking down at him with shining eyes and said in a warm tone: “This what I meant when I said that taking a Novice’s virginity is not a matter of stretching his hole. Forget anything you learned and experienced so far, Shay! Forget what your father taught you and anything bad happened to you: you’re now being born anew in the light of the Holy Fountain…”

Shay let out a low growl, unable to contain himself; the hot rod drilling his ass was masterfully stimulating him from inside, washing his body and mind with wave after wave of sheer pleasure: and it was not just the physical pleasure that was blowing him away, but the incredible mix of force and tenderness that Uncle Roderick was bestowing on him while fucking him to oblivion.

A growing pressure built up in Shay’s groin, and each hit of the experienced cock on his prostate added to the already unbearable sexual tension. “Nnnggh… Uncle… oooohh!!” – the boy moaned incoherently, tossing his head from side to side – “This is so beautiful… You’re so beautiful… I can’t… Aww…! Uncle…! Uncle! UUUGGHH!!!”

Shay’s dick throbbed hard and shot a geyser of boyish cream that splatted on Roderick’s chest, to then drip down and pool between Shay’s pecs. Out of pure instinct, the boy’s hips rocked wildly, and his anal ring clenched around Roderick’s hard member, massaging it in the most sensual way. Shay’s loud moans filled the room, while the stiff rod pumping into him made him spurt all the seed his young balls could provide, to the last drop. Only then, after his cock stopped throbbing, Shay relaxed on the bed with an ecstatic expression on his face.

Roderick smiled down at him, but his cock didn’t stop thrusting deep into the tender ass: the boy, overwhelmed by his own youthful passion, had reached his climax too early for the seasoned man. A light frown appeared on Shay’s face, while the sweet sensation coming from his ass slowly turned into a mild discomfort, that grew even more when Roderick took Shay’s still stiff dick into his hand and started massaging it slowly.

Shay let out a chocked gasp, as the relentless stimulation was causing him unpleasant shivers; his first, selfish desire was that Roderick would stop fucking him altogether, but he soon realized that the man had not cum, yet, so he just shot at Roderick a pleading glance.

“I know this is causing you some discomfort” – Uncle Roderick said with a knowing tone – “but can you bear it, if I ask you to?”

Shay felt like he could never deny anything to that powerful, sexy man who gave him so much: “I can bear it, if you want me to bear it” – he replied with a smile, and felt his own body relax, now that he had willingly submitted to the man’s desire. Besides, the discomfort he was feeling was short-lived, and soon the powerful tool pumping into his ass, along with the caring hand stroking his cock, brought him again into a blissful state.

The boy couldn’t tell how long the aged man had been fucking and stroking him: it seemed an entire day to Shay! Once more, he felt a pressure building up into his groin, a pressure that by now he’d come to recognize as the sign of his impending ejaculation; but this time he wanted to wait, to let Uncle Roderick be the first to shoot his load. He cautiously raised his hand to Roderick’s chest and gave a light pinch to his nipples. Roderick stiffened, hissing through his teeth, and a concentrated frown appeared on his face.

“Don’t… Don’t you like it, Uncle?” – Shay asked, timidly, withdrawing his hands, and Roderick wore a tense grin: “I’m… very sensitive there. That’s my weak point, it makes my Temperance waver…”

With a rascal grin, Shay raised again his hands and brushed his fingertips on the stiff titties: “Can you bear it, if I ask you to?”

“I… yes, I can bear it…” – Roderick rose to the challenge, panting harder, but his confident statement was soon put to a hard test, when Shay started flicking his short nails on the meaty cones. “Aww… Holy Springs…!” – Roderick blurted out in a coarse voice, without stopping or slowing down the constant pistoning into the boy’s ass; Shay felt again his pleasure raise to dangerous levels, and he surely enough didn’t master the Temperance like Roderick, so his started to pinch and twist the stiff nipples between his fingers.

“Nnnngghh… You wicked boy…” – Roderick moaned through his teeth – “I can resist… I can resist…!”

But when Shay started pulling and releasing the sensitive titties over and over, Roderick’s Temperance had to bow to the irrepressible pleasure exploding into his groin: “Aaahh… AAAGGHH!!” – the man screamed, tilting back his head, all his muscles flexing and stiffening in the throes of the pleasure. His hips started slamming on Shay’s buttocks like a sledgehammer, and Shay, too, quickly succumbed to the exquisite treatment; and for the second time his engorged cock erupted like a volcano.

 

~ Shay's own path ~

When both their loins were drained, Shay pulled Roderick down on himself and held him tight in a breathtaking hug. No one said anything until their breath slowed down to a normal pace. Roderick rolled on the bed, on his side, and held Shay in a spoon position, giving small kisses to his head and neck.

“So…” – Roderick asked stifling a chuckle, after a pause – “Do you still think that a man’s hole is not made to stretch around another man’s virility?”

“Oh, sir, please, don’t blame me!” – Shay replied, ashamed – “My father taught me that! My father taught me a lot of things… Are they all wrong?”

“No, they’re not wrong, my boy, but they’re not true, either. You see, what is right for you may not be right for another man: it’s up to us explore, learn, and find our own way. That’s easier said than done, though, especially at your age, because all the adults want to teach you their own truth, and expect you to walk their own path. Today you’ve discovered something new, you’ve made a new experience that I hope you found exciting…”

“It was mind-blowing, Uncle…!” – Shay exclaimed, sincerely – “Today you taught me…”

“No, Shay” – Roderick interrupted him – “I have not taught you anything. My white robe is a sign of experience and wisdom, and yet I’m not to teach anything to anyone. I just showed you a path, and I can tell you that it can bring you to the Holy Fountain. Because what we’ve done is not just sex: it’s the physical expression of something more profound, it’s a communion of souls, a sharing of love: the very essence of the Holy Fountain. This is my way of life, my truth, and I hope you will decide to walk this path hand in hand with me. But it must be your choice, not mine. Never let anyone, including me, tell you what path you have to follow.”

Shay nestled deeper into Roderick’s protective arms and murmured: “Hand in hand with you, I’d go anywhere without fear. So far, many people, and especially my father, asked me to do something, to be something; but no one, until now, has ever asked me to be my own man. And… it’s a bit scaring, Uncle. But with your help, I’ll make you proud of me.”

Roderick gave another tender kiss on the back of Shay’s head and sighed: “You’re a special lad, Shay. Again, I think I gave you a habit in the wrong color: the green habit of the Young Cousins suits your much more than the red habit of the Novices…”

“No, sir, you gave me the right habit. You, moments ago, gave me the very first glimpse of the long road ahead of me. I only hope that you… well… that you’ve found a little bit of virginity left in me, because I dearly wanted you to take it…”

“Today, my sweet Shay” – Roderick said solemnly – “I started making love to the ‘most virgin’ boy I’ve ever met; but the lad I blessed with my seed was not virgin anymore: he was a wise, determined young man ready to walk with a pure heart the long way to the Holy Fountain.”

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In the next chapter: Shay will stand for Torrance against Uncle Orren and the Lost Cousin Drake; and while Orren will prove to be kinder and more sensible than expected, Drake will show to Shay his most dreadful face.

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Footnotes and references:

[1] Uncle Roderick greased and massaged Shay’s anus to get him ready for the supposed “self-impalement” the boy was about to perform. See Ch. 1.
[2] The Springs, located in the Asylum’s basement, is the place where the monks could relax in the hot pool and make physical exercise; there, Ewan and Shay met Uncle Roderick, almost naked, making crunches. See Ch. 4.
[3] Shay was masterfully stimulated by three expert Cousins, who licked and titillated his nipples, making the boy groan in a sexual desperation. See Ch. 3.