The Holy Fountain

≈ CHAPTER 5: MALE BEAUTY ≈

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Who’s Who in this chapter

Shay is a straight, shy, virgin 17-y.o. novice, blond, slim but chiseled; we left him wandering around the Asylum’s pool with Ewan (his roommate and mentor, a hairy young monk in his late 20s); we’ll also meet Gaynor, a gigantic Older Cousin in his late 30s.

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~ Quinn ~

Shay and Ewan, after their unexpected encounter with Uncle Roderick, went on wandering in the ample subterranean hall of the Holy Spring. They felt at ease with their nakedness, as clothing was clearly optional at the Springs. Their long bath in the hot pool and the amazing sex between Ewan and the Older Cousin Devin had put both lads in a good and relaxed mood. To tell the truth, Shay wasn’t that relaxed: watching Devin fucking Ewan with great ardor and Devin’s promise to give to Shay the same treatment, had caused a great excitement in the Novice.

Several times Shay had sported unmistakable erections, since they first entered the Springs, as the sight of the monks working out and bathing naked, or barely covered by a small loincloth, was strangely erotic for Shay; but Devin had explained to Shay that having an erection was allowed, there, because the Springs were considered a special place where monks were not bound to Submission, Renunciation and Temperance.

At some point, Shay and Ewan spotted a young monk doing yoga, completely naked, on a narrow carpet a bit afar, and Ewan said to his friend, in a low voice: “The lad over there is Quinn, he’s a Young Cousin. I envy his flexibility… I’ve heard tales about Quinn resorting to his yoga ability to offer his ass to men in… incredibly hot positions. Quinn loves being fucked, he can’t get enough!”

“Did you hear about it?” – Shay asked – “Haven’t you ever… tested first-hand his abilities?”

“I never asked him.” – Ewan replied, frowning – “He has an obvious preference for grown-up men, and the Older Cousins line up to enjoy his flexibility. I don’t think he’d be interested in a lad his age.”

“But he may be interested in… err… your very thick and big manhood: even Devin praised your endowment… and I can definitely second that!” – Shay said with enthusiasm, but soon felt ashamed for showing his not-so-secret appreciation for Ewan’s hefty member: “I mean… I don’t mean… You know…”

Ewan laughed heartily: “Sweet Shay, your irresistible mix of shyness and eagerness can boost any man’s sexual confidence! Sure enough it boosted mine. Now come, let’s say hi to Quinn.”

They walked closer to the young naked monk and greeted him warmly. “Quinn, this is Shay” – Ewan introduced – “I think you remember him…”

“Who doesn’t?” – Quinn joked, without stopping his stretching routine – “Glad to meet you, Shay. Your… performances at your trials put a fire in many monks’ hearts. And… well… in their loins, too!”

Quinn spread his legs, giving his back to Shay, and bent down, touching a foot with one arm and extending the other upwards, performing a ‘triangle’ position. Shay held his breath, looking at Quinn’s ass cheeks parting under his eyes, revealing the puckered hole they guarded; suddenly, the wrinkled ring tightened, to then relax and open up, as if it was winking at Shay, who couldn’t stop his own cock from twitching for the enticing sight. Just below the ass, Quinn’s low-hanging balls were in full display and swayed from side to side, in an almost hypnotic way, following the lad’s movement.

“You’re very… talented” – Shay murmured, keeping his gaze riveted to the immodest, but totally erotic show Quinn was giving of his most private parts. The flexible monk went on performing other revealing poses, bending over, throwing his leg in the air, brushing his body on the carpet to then raise his ass again, shamelessly showing it to the lads watching him with eager eyes.

“What I like of yoga” – Quinn said, slowly changing position and spreading his legs so wide that his balls almost touched the ground – “isn’t just the pleasurable stretching of the muscles. What I really love…” – he added, shooting an enticing glance at Ewan – “…is feeling helpless, at the mercy of anyone. With my legs spread so wide, I can’t protect myself in any way, and if someone fucked me, he could do whatever he wants to my ass, without me being able to stop him in any way…”

Shay felt his own cock growing stiffer, listening to Quinn’s indecent descriptions, and it didn’t go unnoticed to the rascal monk. “Watch this…” – he said with an urchin grin, and turned his back to Shay, keeping his legs slightly apart; he bent over, until his head almost touched the carpet, and locked his elbows behind his knees. Bent double as he was, he could look up at Shay, who in turn couldn’t tear his gaze away from the riveting display of Quinn’s splayed ass and hanging manhood.

 

~ Deep exploration ~

 “Dip your fingers in the oil of the lamp, over there…” – Quinn said to Shay with coarse voice, and the boy did it, feeling his heart in his throat, as he guessed what Quinn was about to ask him.

“Spread the oil on my anus…” – Quinn instructed – “Good… Massage it, brush your fingers around the areola, and slowly move to the center… Mmmhh… yes… Now push two fingers inside…”

“Two??” – Shay gasped, and Quinn smiled confidently – “As you said, I’m very talented. Come on, force open my hole… Mmmhh! Gently! Aww… yes, this way… Go deeper… Gyrate your fingers, spread the oil inside…”

Shay almost held his breath, following Quinn’s directions. He felt the clenched hole open up under his fingers, letting him penetrate effortlessly Quinn’s sancta sanctorum. Inside, the tender skin felt like a slippery velvet, and Shay explored the humid cavern with marveled excitement.

Quinn wasn’t very stable on his feet, in his bent-double position, so he said: “Hold my hips with your arm, keep me in position, and shove your fingers as deep as you can… AAH! YES! Ravage my ass, thrust your fingers in and out… AWW… Holy Springs, it feels so gooood!”

Slowly, Shay had built some confidence, and didn’t hesitate anymore to shove his fingers into the lad’s experienced ass, making him moan and tremble for the excitement. Without being instructed to do so, Shay alternated the fingers, and then added a third finger, that slipped inside the relaxed hole effortlessly.

“Yeah, work my ass, man!” – Quinn moaned loud – “Stretch me! Open me wide!”

After some more intense finger-fucking, Quinn said with coarse voice: “Now let me teach you something about the wonder of the male’s body… Keep your palm down and insert your index and middle finger in my hole… yes… slowly… Do you feel that small mound under your fingers? It feels like a chestnut… Yes, that’s it! It’s the most sensitive spot inside a man’s body… Try tapping it gently, with your fingers… Mmmmhh… yes, this way! A bit harder now… Nnngghh… Don’t stop! Holy Springs, don’t stop!”

Shay had to hold Quinn’s tight, to keep him in position, as the young monk squirmed and trembled hard under the blows that Shay was giving to his sensitive joy nut. Shay watched with wide eyes Quinn’s cock, now fully hard, burping out small globs of clear fluid that formed thin gossamer threads that stuck to his upside-down torso.

“Your fingers are magic, man!” – Quinn moaned – “Mmmhh… I can’t tell you the sheer pleasure you’re giving me…! Now imagine what can do a fat cock head relentlessly smashing on my prostate at each thrust…! It’s unbelievable… I grant you, it’s unbelievable, it’s like the man fucks the cum out of you… Don’t stop, Shay…! Yes… YES… Holy SprinNNNGGHHH!!”

Though blocked in his bent-double position, Quinn shook hard and his untouched cock started spurting a stream of creamy seed that slowly crawled its way across Quinn’s abdomen and down between his pecs, to then drip on the lad’s upside-down chin. His moans of pleasure echoed on the walls of the Springs, while Shay went on pressing rhythmically on the pulsing nut, to give even more vigor to the powerful ejaculation. Watching Quinn lost in his pleasure and feeling his anal ring cling rhythmically around his fingers made Shay’s cock rise to full mast and throb hard, demanding attention.

When finally the contraction ceased, Quinn slowly disengaged his arms from his own legs and stood upright, groaning for the prolonged effort of keeping the bent position.

“Thank you, Shay, it was amazing!” – Quinn exclaimed when he could breathe again, glancing at the boy’s stiff erection – “I wish I could’ve asked you something more than your fingers, but you’re so new to all this, it’s not for me guiding you in this step of your path…”

“Oh… well… Thank you for teaching me, Quinn” – Shay replied, still shaken – “I didn’t know a man could reach the orgasm without even having his cock stimulated! As for your wish…” – he added, still bound to his heterosexual cravings – “…who knows, maybe later on… But in the meantime, you could maybe find what you want… elsewhere”.

He turned to look at Ewan’s hefty manhood, that was standing proud, excited by the enticing show; Quinn followed Shay’s gaze and smiled unsure: “I’m afraid Ewan has already a long line of strapping lads asking to have a go with his beautiful cock. Why should he…”

“Why?” – Ewan exclaimed with passion – “Because making love to you can be the most exciting and… mind-blowing experience I could have, that’s why! Quinn, you can’t know how many times I’ve dreamt to take you, penetrate your tender ass in the most incredible positions… Silly me, I should’ve told you long ago, but I thought you had a special liking for more grown-up and experienced men…”

“We both have wasted a lot of chances, my handsome Ewan, but it’s not too late to make up for the lost time! Only… not now, I’m sorry, I’m still shaking for what Shay did to me. But now that I know, you’ll see me flying around you like a moth to the light, granted!”

 

~ A sexy giant ~

They heartily laughed, and soon another booming laughter joined them: “I see Quinn got what he deserved!”

“Gaynor!” – Ewan and Quinn exclaimed in unison, watching the muscular monk with adoring eyes, and Shay, too, gasped with surprise and a hint of desire, seeing the tall, bulky man coming toward them wearing only a small loincloth around his narrow hips.

He stopped very close to Shay and looked down at him with a friendly smile: “You are Shay, right? Nice to meet you… properly, as we are already quite intimate, aren’t we?”

“G… Good afternoon, Older Cousin Gaynor…” – Shay stuttered, remembering the skillful way Gaynor, at the trial, teased him until he was trembling with desperate desire, and then masterfully sucked his cock, giving him a mind-blowing orgasm.

“Your wondrous body made another victim!” – Ewan joked, pointing his chin to Shay – “When we entered the Springs, earlier, Shay couldn’t tear away his gaze from your bulging muscles. Who could blame him, anyway? Looking at you doing pull-ups is an ode to masculine beauty and body perfection…”

“I was not looking at him!” – Shay lied again, and tried hard not to stare at the vast torso that almost filled completely his field of view, being Gaynor much taller than him… and twice as large; but wherever Shay looked, he could only spot Gaynor’s muscular legs, his veiny biceps… and his barely covered bulge. Gasping for the embarrassment, Shay looked up and met Gaynor’s friendly gaze, that was so sweet that Shay’s uneasiness was quickly eased.

“You know that here at the Springs there is no ‘older cousin’ or ‘uncle’, don’t you?” – Gaynor said with a soothing tone – “We’re just men, and we can do whatever we want, without being afraid of being judged or reproached. Anything, Shay” – Gaynor concluded, spotting a burning desire into Shay’s eyes – “… even touching me, if you want. Come on, I see you can barely keep your hands restrained…”

Shay blushed, because Gaynor was right. Shay wasn’t sexually attracted by Gaynor, but his huge body was more beautiful than the most beautiful marble statue, because it was made of flesh and blood. Hesitantly, the boy raised both hands and placed them on the man’s muscular chest, feeling the pumped pecs twitch under his fingers. A soft whine escaped Shay’s lips, while his hands shifted on the sweaty skin down to the chiseled abs, that showed no trace of a treasure trail or any body hair.

“Your skin is so smooth…” – Shay murmured, caressing the wide expanse of Gaynor’s torso – “Do you shave your body?”

“Yes, body hair gets in the way when I work out. I know that someone has a thing for walking carpets like your friend Ewan, here” – the monk chuckled – “but I prefer getting rid of my body hair. Never been particularly hairy, anyway…”

“I… I like Ewan’s hairy body” – Shay said, eager to praise his friend – “When I dive my fingers into his hairy chest I feel… No wait! I don’t mean that we… that I…”

“Ha ha ha!!!” – Gaynor laughed out loud, amused by Shay’s effort to deny what was more than obvious to anyone – “Anyway, to answer your question, yes, I thoroughly shave all my body… All of it”. With his last words, Gaynor unlaced his loincloth and let it fall to the ground. Shay’s eyes riveted on the perfectly shaved crotch; the contrast between the baby-smooth skin and the hefty manly member hanging from it was strangely erotic for the boy, who gulped hard.

Shay dared to lower his fingers to Gaynor’s shaved groin, feeling with a shiver of forbidden pleasure the smooth skin under his fingers. Gaynor flashed a fatherly smile and put an arm around shay’s shoulders, directing him to the yoga mat, while Quinn and Ewan moved away, probably to plan their next hot rendezvous.

“I saw that you liked watching Quinn...” – Gaynor said – “Would you like to try? Stretching can make wonders on a chiseled and lithe body such as yours. Let me show you something. Kneel down on the carpet, with your knees apart… Good. Now bend your torso to the floor and straighten your arms at the sides of your head. Push down your chest as much as you can. Yes, this way… Perfect… Can you feel your back stretch and elongate? Your shoulders relax and your thighs rest on your heels?”

Shay felt extremely exposed in the position Gaynor had put him, with his chest to the ground and his ass trussed up and completely splayed. Suddenly he felt a strong had pressing on the small of his back, and gasped hard, realizing that in that vulnerable position, even a single hand could effortlessly pin him down to the ground, leaving him no escape.

“Don’t worry, Shay” – Gaynor hastened to reassure him – “I just want to show you something, but one word from you and you’re free to go…”

Shay didn’t say a single word, but gasped again when he felt Gaynor’s other hand exploring the crack of ass, his virgin wrinkled hole, his balls and his manhood. The boy felt helpless, at the tender mercy of Gaynor, and sighed with desire and submission to the older, expert monk.

“You see, Shay, Submission is not really a matter of obeying to someone’s orders, gulping down your pride and maybe suffering in silence; it’s about offering yourself to someone, selflessly and unreservedly, trusting him. You’re so helpless, now: I could force my fingers, or even my entire hand into your unwilling anus, I could crush your balls, I could hurt you in many ways, but you know I won’t, and this makes you feel… exhilarated, doesn’t it?”

“Yes… Yes! I feel exactly like that…” – Shay replied, marveled, as he’d never fully understood the deep meaning of Submission – “I trust you, Gaynor, and I offer myself to you, completely. Even… Even if you decide to hurt me. I would accept it, I wouldn’t run away, or it wouldn’t be a real Submission…”

Gaynor was hit by Shay’s last remark: as a matter of fact, true Submission could only be achieved if the offer was total and complete, even if that selfless offer was to be repaid with pain and grief.

 

~ Good or bad ~

Gaynor withdrew his hands and helped Shay on his feet: “I… I never met a Novice like you. I took my vow of Submission long ago, and still I hadn’t realized that submitting to a man means taking whatever he gives you, may it be good… or bad. Whatever.”

After a long, pensive pause, Gaynor silently lay on the carpet, on his back, at Shay’s feet, and raised his legs, offering himself to the boy in the most vulnerable way. “I want to submit to you, Shay. This is something I never do, because I’m extremely… jealous of my back door, but here I am, I’m yours, you can do to me whatever you want. Good… or bad.”

Seeing the older monk offering himself so shamelessly, eager to take whatever Shay would’ve given him, pleasure or pain, made Shay’s cock quickly rise to a throbbing erection. The boy knelt behind the man’s splayed legs and looked at his hole with surprise: “Do you shave even your hole??”

“Yes, there, too” – Gaynor replied with a rascal smile – “Touch it, feel it…”

Shay wetted two fingers in his mouth and cautiously touched the tender skin; feeling the wrinkles of the anus without the tickling of the hair was totally erotic for him: it was an explicit invite, as if the hole was begging to be penetrated. The boy brushed his wet fingers on the outer ring, around the clenched hole, and when he felt his fingers getting dry, he mindlessly brought them again to his mouth… and was hit by the manly taste of Gaynor’s hole.

He leaned down and sniffed the hole, pouted his lips to kiss it, and then pushed his tongue against the odorous sphincter, lapping and licking it with loving care. The skin was so silky and smooth that he couldn’t resist, and darted his tongue into the tight opening, trying to force it open.

Gaynor groaned with surprise, as he expected Shay to shove his fingers into it, or even his cock; but what the young monk was doing to him was mind-blowing. “Aaahh… I never felt anything like that… Mmmmhh… Don’t stop, Shay… Ah, yes!”

Shay was as marveled as Gaynor, because he had acted by pure instinct, he’d never done, nor dreamt to do, anything like that. He bathed with passion the tender hole, intruding his tongue as deep as he could into the tight orifice, that slowly relaxed under his ministrations. After a while, Shay recoiled and remember what he had done to Quinn shortly before; he took some oil from the lamp nearby and gently pushed his middle finger into the stretched hole, violating it with tender determination.

Gaynor hissed for the discomfort: as he said, he was not used to give his ass to anyone, and Shay froze, looking straight at Gaynor, afraid to have gone too far. Gaynor held his gaze and reminded to the boy: “Whatever, good or bad. I submitted to you completely, Shay.”

The finger reached deeper into Gaynor’s ass and started wiggling: at first it was a timid tremble, but when Gaynor groaned with pleasure, Shay started wiggling it hard, gyrating it and pumping it in and out of the tight canal. He felt the hole relaxing an opening up, giving way to a second wet finger, that started dancing into Gaynor’s depths.

Looking at the grown-up muscular man writhing with pleasure under his touch made Shay feel powerful, confident, and his stiff cock twitched wildly, claiming to join the action. Shay greased his own cock with the residual oil and pressed his glans on the smooth wrinkled hole, that relaxed a little, trying to open up to invite him in, but suddenly clenched again.

Shay hesitated, and glanced again at Gaynor, who was panting hard and had a deep frown on his face: he looked helpless, almost… scared. Shay didn’t move, hit by the sight of that muscled giant, apparently fearless of anything, pleading him… to do what?

Silently, Shay caressed Gaynor’s thighs, waiting for a word, a sign, and was rewarded by a cautious nod of the head and a whisper: “Do it, Shay. I’m ready.”

Ever so slowly, Shay pushed his stiff member against the slick hole, feeling it relaxing, and suddenly his glans passed through the tight opening. “Awww… Holy Sprinnnnngggghhh!!” – Gaynor groaned, unused to be penetrated, but soon added: “Don’t stop, Shay… Take me… all the way… Ah!! YESSS!!”

All the shyness and modesty that usually restrained Shay’s acts seemed to have vanished in the air; the boy started easing his tool in and out the man’s chute with growing passion, following his instinct and, for once, pursuing his own pleasure. The tight anal ring milked his cock, and his hips rhythmically pressed on Gaynor’s muscular buns, but without slamming on them: despite the fire that Shay felt inside him, a fire that demanded him to shove his member hard into the tender hole, Shay never forgot that Gaynor had submitted to him, trusting him, and kept his ardor restrained.

“Stroke my cock… Please…” – Gaynor begged, between the moans – “Don’t let me do it myself… You’re giving me such a pleasure… Help me climbing to the top…”

Shay stood upright, rocking his hips back and forth with greater vigor, and grabbed Gaynor’s hefty cock; it was so thick that he couldn’t even circle it completely with his small fingers, but this didn’t prevent him from giving it a sensual massage, alternating long strokes along the shaft to exquisite caresses to the engorged glans.

Shay felt his own body moving by himself and let his instinct take control: no one, including himself, could ever believe that it was the first fuck he’d ever given to anyone, but despite his lack of experience, he felt inspired, and his body did all the right things at the right moment. His hips confidently bounced on Gaynor’s firm ass, without missing a beat, and his hand danced on the monk’s manhood, eliciting deep groans of appreciation.

The young Novice felt caught in a storm of sensuality, jolts of pleasure assaulted him from his cock, and the idea that he, too, was giving to Gaynor an identical pleasure made him quickly reach his boiling point. And from Gaynor’s loud moans, he knew that the monk, too, was about to explode.

“I’m close…” – Shay moaned – “May I… cum inside?”

“Ahh… Yes, my handsome young man! Bathe me with your seed, bestow on me the bliss of your Fountain…! Nnnnggghh… Yes… YESSSSS!!”

Shay felt Gaynor’s ass muscles grip tight his cock and then milk it with strong rhythmical contractions; the additional stimulation threw him over the edge and his own body stiffened, in the delightful agony of the orgasm. Gaynor’s cock pulsed obscenely in Shay’s hand, spurting gallons of man cream all over the monk’s hairless torso, while his ass was being flooded by Shay’s creamy juice.

“Now, that’s not something you can see any day!” – Devin exclaimed from behind. Shay pulled out from Gaynor’s ass, sat on the carpet next to him, and raised his gaze: Devin and Ewan were looking down at them with great surprise. “Gaynor…!” – Devin added – “I thought I would’ve never seen you taking it up your ass again, after… well… last time. But now that you’re back in business, I call dibs for the next round!”

“In your dirty dreams!” – Gaynor replied, laughing happily – “This was a special occasion for… a special lad. Sorry buddy, the playground is officially closed!”

A peal of laughter echoed in the wide hall and Gaynor took Shay and Ewan by hand: “Come, let’s refresh ourselves in the hot pool!”

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In the next chapter: Shay takes a wrong turn and ventures where he shouldn’t venture. There, he will witness things that a Novice should never witness, putting his faith and his own safety in danger.

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Footnotes and references:

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