Storytime

The Wanderer

A Story in Two Books
Book I

A little background

BOOK I
Chapter One

The boy skipped up to the well in delight at his discovery. He peered over the edge of the well and saw the glowing water at the bottom.

"I can't believe this well actually exists. Mommy and Daddy will be so proud of me for finding it," he exclaimed as a wave of excitement washed over him. His eyes sparkled with joy as a gentle breeze blew through the trees in this most beautiful forest. The wind got stronger and stronger until the boy had to look up to see what was happening. The trees were bending as the wind really blew. The boy thought nothing of the sudden gust and looked back down into the well. The water was glowing brighter now. It looked like a wizard's magical light ball. This enchanted well was activating.

The boy was only able to utter a quick "uh oh" before a blast of pure energy shot out of the well. The energy quickly took on a form and reached out and wrapped around the boy's waist. His eyes widened in fear at what was happening. The energy held the terrified boy off the ground and slowly started drawing him closer to the well. His waist was being grasped tightly and all he could do was scream. He screamed in terror knowing nobody could hear him. He had wandered all over the forest before finally finding this secret glade and he was far away from any other person. The pace at which the energy dragged him in quickened until he was at the edge of the well. He was lifted up and dragged down inside. The last thing the boy did before disappearing into the glowing void was reach out his terrified arm to the sky in a futile effort to escape as the tears ran down his face.

"Well, it's been quite a pleasure doing business with you," I told the shopkeeper as I walked away with a good sized bag of gold coins. I was downright giddy at how much richer I was now. Most grown men made that much in a month at an average job so this was quite a haul for my fourteen year old self. Now I could finally afford a real, custom made dai katana just my size!

"Hey kid, you get that gem from your parents?" the shopkeeper asked before I reached the door.

"I don't have any parents," I replied as I walked out the door giving him no time to respond.

I walked happily out of the store and out onto the busy dirt street. I walked towards the weapon smith's shop. On the way, I noticed two boys eating some delicious looking pastries outside of a general store. They were smiling and giggling together. It looked like they didn't have such luxuries very often because they seemed to really be enjoying their treats.

I thought to myself as I walked past them, "How could such beautiful creatures exist in this world?"

I could never take my eyes off of any young boy. Every last one of them had gorgeous hair, a perfect slim body, and bright blue smiling eyes.

The boys noticed me smiling at them on the way past and one of them looked up at me and asked, "Hey, you want some?"

"Why, I'd love some," I replied as I took the piece of his pastry he ripped off and held out. I popped it into my mouth as the boy grinned widely at me. What a sweet little boy! He was willing to share his delicious treat with a complete stranger just for smiling at him.

"You are a really nice little boy, you know that?" I asked and he blushed and smiled. "Here, you two go have fun," I said as I reached into my money sack and pulled out an expensive gold coin. I flipped it into the air and the boy caught it and looked at it. Both their eyes got wide and they gasped when they saw that it was real gold. They had probably never even held a gold coin in their hands before. It was enough to buy them several dozen of those little pastries they were so thoroughly enjoying. The sweet little boy even yelled "thank you!" at me as I turned and started walking away. I shouted back over my shoulder, "Such a polite boy as you deserves it."

I walked inside of the weapons shop and stood at the counter. I was sort of nervous around some strangers depending upon how they looked and he looked pretty scary and unfriendly. "Excuse me sir," I politely said to get the man's attention.

"What do you want, kid? I don't have time to mess around with little scamps like you," he replied as he turned around and saw my small figure standing there.

"Oh, I'm here to make an order, sir," I replied politely.

"Okay kid, what do you want? A sword sharpened for your pa?" he asked in an only slightly nicer tone.

"No sir, I'd like to make an order for a custom made weapon. I heard you're really good at making weapons," I continued.

"Your pa should really come in and make such an order himself you know," he warned.

"I don't have any parents sir," I said and looked down at the counter.

"Well then who is the order for?" he asked rudely, disregarding my parentless state.

"It's for me sir, I'd like to order a steel dai katana my size," I answered as I met his gaze once again.

"Ha ha ha," he laughed disrespectfully. "I don't think an orphan like you can afford one of my custom built weapons. Now scram kid."

"I assure you sir, I have enough money to pay for it," I said in a hopeful voice.

"What? What are you, a thief and an orphan?" he asked.

"No sir, I'm a wizard. I got a sapphire off a goblin I killed in a cave north of here and sold it at a shop down the street," I said.

The man laughed again and said with a raised eyebrow, "Now you expect me to believe that?"

I quickly picked up the sword that was lying on the counter as the man screamed, "Hey, what do you think you're doing?"

I held it in my left hand and did some movements with my right and the sword glowed then lit on fire. I handed it back to him with a polite smile and said, "Now it's a permanently enchanted flaming sword, sir. Now will you please make me a steel dai katana? I'll pay you twenty gold coins for it if you make it perfect for me."

That was even more than the maximum any shop would charge for perfectly made custom weapons. I took my bag of gold off my belt to prove it and the man just examined the sword in an amazed. He waved it around, then thought of an idea. He dipped the sword into a barrel of water and the flames went out. He took the sword out and it immediately lit back up again.

"How'd you do that kid?" he asked in amazement.

"I told you sir, I'm a wizard," I replied as if it were obvious.

"Little boys can't be wizards. What are you, like twelve?"

"No sir, I'm fourteen."

"Drop the sir, kid."

"Yes sir… oops, I mean yes mister."

"There is no such thing as a child wizard. Young boys don't have the intelligence or discipline to become wizards."

I looked down feeling really hurt. I mumbled, "I'll leave you alone now" and turned around to walk out.

"Wait a second kid, I didn't mean it like that. I'll gladly make you a steel dai katana your size under one condition."

I turned around happily and smiled at him. "You will?! Thank you so much, sir… I mean mister. What's the condition?"

"I'll make you a dai katana just your size for twenty gold coins as you said if you tell me how you can use magic at your age," he answered.

"I guess I could tell you but it'll make me kinda sad. It'll be worth it though because I always wanted a dai katana just for me. Okay, it all started a while ago when I suddenly woke up in a forest. I didn't know who I was or where I came from. I don't know who my parents are or if I even have any anymore. I knew I was fourteen but I didn't know where I was and I don't recognize anyone anywhere. I don't have any friends or anywhere to go and I was really scared at the time. I soon found out that I could use magic as well as any wizard, maybe even better. I never seem to get tired much when I used it either. I just wandered around and I was pretty scared. I found my way to a town and begged the inn keeper to let me stay in the inn for free, but he told me to go away. I was sitting in an alley crying not knowing what I could do when a nice woman saw me and let me stay with her. After that day, I left not knowing where to go. I just wandered around in the forests and towns not knowing what to do. I felt really sad. I killed all the monsters that I came across and took their treasure and money and decided the best thing to do was sell stuff at shops to get money. I've been wandering around and just getting money for no real reason except to pay inn keepers and buy food. I met a few nice people though. I haven't made any real friends, but I got to stay with some nice people. There are lots of nice people in this town and I like it here. And you, mister, are one of the nicest if you make me my own dai katana," I explained.

"Wow, that's really tough, kid. I'll make you one perfect for your size. You sure are a brave little boy. What's your name kid?" he asked.

"It's not that tough, mister. I kinda like wandering around meeting new people and doing whatever I want. Um… I don't know my real name but I decided to call myself Peter," I said.

"Okay Peter, what style dai katana would you like?" he asked happily.

I proceeded to explain exactly the weapon I had always dreamed of. Dai katanas were basically scythes with straight blades at one end. They're very close to spears, but the blade is a little different and the weight is distributed differently so that it can be spun and swung really quickly. I had tried using many weapons and this was the one for me by far. I needed a custom made one because I was I was only slightly over five feet [1.50 m] tall and all the ones I had ever seen were too long for me. I explained exactly the design I wanted and how to distribute the weight and what type and size of blade I wanted. I told him to make sure he put a hard steel bulge on the opposite end so I could use it as a non-lethal weapon also. He smiled and said he would make it today and to come back around supper time.

I happily skipped out of the shop and started walking down the street. While I was looking for a nice place to hang out and eat lunch, I saw a group of three boys happily walking together down the other side of the street. They looked so cute, I wanted to go over and hug each and every one of them. I couldn't figure out why I was the only one who seemed to like little boys so much, but I didn't care. One of the things I remembered after I woke up in the woods was the secret thing that grown ups did in bed. I didn't know much about it, just the basics. For some reason, I wanted to try doing something like that with a young boy. I also knew what I and other young boys did with themselves when they were alone to feel really good and I did it all the time. I wondered if these boys knew how to do it. I also wondered if they ever did it together. Oh how I wished I had friends my age or even a little younger so I could do fun stuff like that with them.

All of a sudden, I found myself in front of a nice restaurant that looked like it had good food. I walked in and sat down at the bar. I had some apple juice and a small steak. It tasted so good and I politely thanked the woman at the counter.

I walked out and noticed that I still had a long time before supper time. It was a little before noon so I decided to go for a walk in the woods. I walked out of the town a short distance before I saw a tree that had just freshly been knocked over by something. It was such a nice sunny day with a bright blue sky that I couldn't help lying down with my back against the log. I folded my hands over my chest and closed my eyes. The sun gently warmed my young face as I fell asleep with my belly still feeling full of yummy food. I slept peacefully and dreamed about the lovely little boy that had given me some of his treat. In my dream, he smiled at me and gave me a light kiss on my cheek. He blushed at what he just did then started to take off my leather tunic that I always wore as light armor. I was wearing a soft shirt under it and he immediately hugged me.

The dream ended abruptly as I heard some faraway voice saying something. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a young man's face close to mine.

"Hey kid, are you alright?" he asked.

"Hey, I was having a good dream," I complained.

"Oh, I'm sorry young man, I didn't mean to wake you. I just wanted to make sure you hadn't collapsed or been poisoned or put to sleep by magic or something," he apologized.

"Nope, I'm just fine sir," I replied without feeling too mad at him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Not many young boys sleep out in the woods by themselves at this time of day… or ever really. What were you dreaming about?" he probed.

I hesitated because I had found out the hard way in another town that people didn't think it was normal at all that I liked young boys that much or in that way. "I was dreaming about a nice little boy I met in town earlier today," I explained vaguely.

"Well that's nice, I'm sorry to have woken you. You know, it's not very safe to sleep alone in the woods. There aren't a lot of monsters around this area, but you can never be too careful. Do your parents know you're out here?" he continued.

Why did it seem like everyone was asking about my parents today. I replied with a really sad face as I stared at the ground like I always did when somebody asked me that question, "I don't have any parents."

He must have figured that someone else took care of me instead because all he said was, "I'm so sorry for waking you, kid. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"No problem sir, it's about time that I got going anyway. It was pretty nice of you to stop and see if I was okay," I replied with my beautiful boyish smile. The sun showed it was about 4:30 so I said goodbye to the man and walked back towards town as he walked in the opposite direction. I entered the town and headed straight for the weapon smith's shop. I entered and the man smiled and got up out of his chair behind the counter. He reached under the counter and brought up a dai katana just my size. I walked up to the counter with sparkling eyes as I beheld the wonderful weapon. My mouth was slightly open in an excited smile. The man tossed the weapon at me and I caught it with one hand and spun it around behind my back then over my head before positioning it in a battle ready position.

The man just said happily, "Wow, so you really do know how to use one of them."

"You bet! I'm really good with any long reaching pole weapon. Well, ones that I'm strong enough to use at least," I replied happily.

"Hey kid, thanks so much for enchanting that sword. You are such an amazing boy! I just sold it to someone for ten times the amount it was worth when it was just a regular sword. Are you going to enchant that dai katana too?" he asked.

"I don't want to burn myself so I'll just make it super tough and nearly impossible to damage. I held the weapon out in front of me in both hands and I closed my eyes. I concentrated a lot and imagined what I wanted to do. I felt the power run down my arms and then I saw the bright light being given off through my eyelids. When the light died down, I opened my eyes and saw the awesome weapon in my hands. The man uncovered his eyes and smiled at me.

"You are definitely one powerful boy," he said. "I hope you plan to use that thing responsibly."

"Oh yes sir!" I answered vigorously. "I will never, ever use it to kill another human no matter what. That's why I asked for the steel ball on the other end."

"Wow, I really respect that, kid," he said.

I got out my bag of money and counted out twenty gold coins as promised. I set them on the counter and ran around it to give the man a big hug. I just couldn't help myself; I was so happy.

He looked surprised and said, "Well, I'm glad that such a nice boy was given that wonderful power. If anyone deserves it, it's you."

"Thanks mister," I said and walked happily out of the store.

I didn't stop walking until I was right outside the town. I could still see the short stone wall surrounding the town from where I was. I quickly got my new dai katana into position and jumped at a small dead tree leaning up against another tree. I sliced right through it easily and landed. I jumped off of a tree to get some extra height and I sliced off a tree branch. As soon as I landed, I swung the weapon low and sliced a mushroom off its stem. Then I took a short running start and did a high aerial summersault and drove the blade into a tree. I landed perfectly with the blade buried deep in the tree. I pulled it out happily and stared at my custom made beauty. I was glad that I had made it weigh a fraction of its original solid steel weight when I enchanted it.

"I'm gonna name you Desolator," I declared.

I went back over to the log far off the path that I was at before. I sat down with my back on the log once again and set Desolator next to me. I looked up at the beautiful clouds floating past in the blue sky. All of a sudden, I decided that it was such I beautiful day out, I would just have to play with myself. I took off my leather tunic just to get more comfortable and sat on it. I slipped down my tan leather pants and revealed my silk underpants. I slipped them down too and my precious little limp boyhood was enjoying the fresh air with me. I wiggled it around until it stood straight up. I double checked the area to make sure nobody was around. It was a total fluke that that man had found me sleeping here earlier. It was far off the path and nobody would likely see me. I placed my hand over my awaiting penis and started pumping. I felt the goodness rush through me soon and I closed my eyes. I pictured the boy that I had seen earlier that day once again. I loved the way his blond hair sat above that cute little face of his. His blue eyes shined as he offered me a piece of his pastry. He must have been the sweetest little boy in the world to give up some of his food to a stranger. Then I skipped ahead to my dream. I replayed it in my head to the point where I woke up the last time. My little friend was embracing me with only my and his shirts keeping up from touching skin to skin. He slipped off my shirt as he giggled and blushed again.

"I like your chest, you're so muscular. I hope I grow up to be just like you," he said in that cute, high voice of his. He hugged me again and I felt his soft shirt on my bare skin. I was about to go even further when my body decided it was time and I squirted out my end result all over the ground next to me. I had learned to turn sideways to squirt because I didn't have anything to clean myself up with and I didn't bathe as often as I wanted to. I pulled my silk underwear back over my softening organ and pulled my leather pants back on. I noticed just now how dirty all of my clothes were. My pants hadn't been washed in a long while and my shirt smelled pretty horrendous. As I closed my eyes, I used a quick magic technique for an astral projection of sorts to find out if there was a good sized source of natural water nearby so I could bathe. In my mind I flew out of my body and straight up in the air. I flew around at ridiculous speeds until I saw a small pond. It had a small waterfall about ten feet [3 m] high that landed in a beautiful pool. It was only about a half a mile [800 m] away too. My eyes opened and I started in the direction of the perfect spot. It was like a natural shower built just for me. I couldn't believe my great luck!

I got there in about fifteen minutes and stared in awe at how perfect the spot was. I was really leery about taking off all my clothes in a totally public area though. When it came to being naked in front of other people, I was the shyest boy there could be. I thought up a nice little plan that I had never tried before and closed my eyes once again. I projected myself out of my body with my mind and flew above the spot. I looked down at myself and started using a magic ability. I put up a magical force barrier for about a hundred and fifty yards [140 m] around where my body was standing. Nobody could get near to me doing such a personal thing now. I opened my eyes and was back in my body. All of a sudden, I was really fatigued. I quickly sat down on the ground and breathed quickly. Apparently it took an exponential amount of energy to use magic from a form that was already separated from my body by magic.

I was back to normal in a few seconds and I happily started slipping off my leather tunic. My shirt came off next and I bent over the side of the small pond with it. I dipped it into the water and swirled it around. I could see the dirt coming off of it. When I figured all the dirt was off, I hung it over a branch on a tree nearby. I slipped off my shoes and then my pants. I threw the leather pants in the water then bent over and swirled them around too. I hung them over the branch next to my shirt and I stood there in my underwear. I looked down at myself and blushed for no reason. I knew for a fact that nobody could possibly see me, but I just couldn't get over the fact that I was standing outside in my underwear. I nervously took my silk underwear off and let everything hang out. I reached out my hand to feel the water again and knew it was much too cold to bathe in. My eyes stayed open this time as I reached out my hands and fired heat rays into the whole pool. I made a levitating ball of blasting magical fire at the top of the waterfall to warm the water as it fell.

There I stood blushing and naked out in the woods ready to get my young body clean. For some reason, I thought for a second that if a grown up was to see a little boy like me bathing out in the woods on my own and having a wonderful time, they would just think it was the cutest thing ever. I guess I was pretty cute. I stepped into the now very warm water and swam around. I dunked my head under and came up and shook the water off of my hair. I noticed just how long my hair was when my wet bangs hung slightly over my eyes. I had never gotten a haircut since I woke up in the woods. I thought deeply for a while as I swam around naked enjoying the great feeling of warm water rushing over the sensitive parts of my body. As I swam, I was totally alone and I loved it. But ever since I woke up in the woods with no memory, I have been alone. Sure, I stayed with a few people in their houses overnight if they welcomed me, but I hadn't had a single friend. There wasn't one single person I knew well enough to talk to about any personal issues. There was no way I could just bring up how I seemed to like young boys differently than everyone else to someone I just met. I really didn't feel like settling down in one place though. I was a boy that just had to adventure out on his own and meet new people. I had all that mysterious magical power so I just had to use it. My favorite way to use it was to help out people, especially young boys.

Those boys back in town were ecstatic when I gave them that gold coin that I had so easily gotten. I had used my amazing magical powers to kill a fierce goblin in a cave far from town and taken the sapphire from him and sold it. It was so easy for me and yet those little boys would get so much joy out of all they would buy with that one easily gotten coin. I had felt so good watching the joy emanate from their youthful faces and all I had to do was blast a goblin. It was my mission to explore and adventure and help people… but at what cost? I hadn't a true friend in the world. Sure, everyone I helped would be my friend, but they didn't really know me at all. I was just a nice young stranger without any parents to them. That was another thing, I had to keep telling almost every person I met that I didn't have parents and I would feel a little sad every time. I didn't remember my parents at all, but I knew that I loved them and missed them greatly. It would look even stranger for a fourteen year old boy to walk down the street in light leather armor with a custom made dai katana now. I looked like a little adventurer or warrior and I would definitely attract everyone's attention now. They would all ask me about my parents the first chance they got, I just knew it.

The debate between settling down and possibly living with one family until I was old enough to go off on my own and keeping on adventuring all over on my own was a tough one. So far, I could never see myself following another person's rules and not being able to just run off on an adventure whenever I wanted. The tough part that always kept me thinking was that I could never share my most personal thoughts, feelings, and fears with anyone. That was sort of hard, but it didn't bother me too much so far. If I could find my parents though, I knew I would want to live with them. Every once in a while I felt sad or scared or really alone and I wished I could run home to my parents.

I floated on my back as I thought and my little boyhood was poking out of the water. I really wished I could share this bath with another little naked boy. We could just swim around together and play around. I would splash him and he would giggle and splash me back. He could stand under the waterfall with me and we could get clean together. We could rub our hands through each others' hair and all over each others' bodies to get really clean. I realized just then that I hadn't even touched another boy at all as far as I could remember. It was really sad that I couldn't hug and show my affection for the beautiful creatures I thought about so often. I made a note to find some excuse to have some sort of physical contact with a young boy when I was in town. I thought about gently tripping one of those perfect little boys with magic just to help them up and feel their slim body as I did so. Then I realized that was pretty mean and manipulative so I tried to think of another excuse. There really was no way I could touch a young boy anywhere on his body and have it feel comfortable for him. I would just have to keep thinking. I giggled as I saw my penis was hard now and really sticking up out of the water.

"You'll get to have some fun with a boy sometime," I told it and giggled again.

I climbed out of the pond and walked over to the waterfall. I dipped under it and it washed my hair very well. I rubbed all over my body wishing my hands were those of another young boy. When I thought I was sufficiently clean, I stepped out of the water and made a small fireball appear in midair so I could dry myself. When I and my clothes were dried by my magical flames I slipped my fresh, silky underwear that I loved so much back on followed by all the rest of my clothes. I smelled really decent now so I could probably get close to a boy if I could just find an excuse to. I dropped the barrier around the area and walked back to town. It was about 6:00 now so I was planning on walking around town after getting some dinner and eventually finding the best inn to stay at. Then I would lie down on the bed and take my wonderful silky underwear off and have some fun with myself on the bed. I was so glad that I woke up in the woods with such a great feeling pair of smooth silk underwear. They were so comfortable to sleep in no matter what bed I was in. I never felt like I was sleeping in yet another strange new place when my little rump was sliding around over that wonderfully smooth garment as I tossed and turned trying to find a good position to sleep in. Sometimes I pretended that the soft silk was the hands of a little boy under the cover caressing my penis lightly. I almost always got my penis hard with all that movement over the smooth surface and I fell asleep with a smile on my face most of the time.

As soon as I reached town, I went to the same place I had eaten at for lunch. I got a big glass of apple juice again and I had a plate of chicken and mashed potatoes. As soon as I was done, I walked around town looking for a friendly person to ask about the best inn in town. When I saw a cute boy playing with his younger sister in front of his house, I figured I might as well ask him. I might be able to find an excuse to touch his heavenly body and he'd give me as good of directions as any adult would because he lived here. I'd get to hear his wonderful boyish voice too. I came up to the fence and asked him to come over by me for a second. He did so with a smile and I knew I had picked a friendly boy.

"Pardon me young man but I was wondering if you could point me in the direction of the best inn in this fine town of yours," I asked politely.

"Hey, who are you calling young man? You're not exactly old yourself," he said in a still friendly voice.

"Oh I'm sorry. I meant no disrespect to you. Yeah, I'm pretty young I guess. So, where's the best inn?" I replied feeling really dumb for calling him a young man.

"That's okay, young man," he giggled. "The best one if you can afford it is the Phoenix Inn. It's right down there." He pointed at a large building at the end of the street. "They've even got bathes in some rooms."

"Oh well that figures. I just took a bath in a small pond with a waterfall near here," I replied without thinking.

"Heh heh heh, you took a bath naked out in the forest. Heh heh heh, what if somebody saw you?" he giggled.

"Oh well you see, I put up a magical force field so nobody could get even close to me," I explained.

His jaw dropped and he quickly exclaimed, "You can use magic! But you're just a kid like me."

I put out my hand and made a magical flame appear in it. I smiled wide at him as he examined it from all angles.

"Wow! You must be really powerful if you can put up a gigantic magical barrier," he exclaimed. Then his eyes stared right into mine and I knew what was next. "Can you please teach me how to use magic? Please!!! I'll do anything if you'll just teach me a few simple things."

I thought instantly of pretending like I knew how to teach the use of magic to him and bring him to the inn with me. I could easily convince him to strip down naked if I promised I would teach him something. I knew I could never explain it so he would walk away from the experience really disappointed thinking it was his fault that he wasn't doing it right. I couldn't do that to this sweet little boy so I just told him the truth.

"You seem like a very nice boy. I'd teach you if I could but I'm sorry, I can't," I started to reply then he interrupted me.

"I swear, I won't use it to hurt anybody ever," he begged.

I kept explaining, "That's not what I meant. I have no idea how I learned how to use magic this well. It's a long story, but I don't know how I do it, I just do. It's like it comes naturally and I don't have to try at all."

He looked really sad now and said, "Oh, well I guess that's okay."

Aw, I had made him sad now. I felt terrible for disappointing him so much. I was about to say goodbye when he asked, "Well could you tell me the story about how you began using magic? It sounds like a really cool story!"

"Well, I've got to get going to the inn now and it's really a pretty long story," I replied, not wanting to stand at the fence all day telling him about my life as far as I remembered it.

"Hey, can I come with you to the inn?" he asked hopefully, then his hopes sank and he said, "Oh wait, they charge per person and it costs a lot to stay there. It's only for rich people. I hope your parents have a lot of money or you won't get a room."

"Oh don't worry about that, kid. If you want to stay with me overnight, I'd gladly pay for you. It's really lonely staying by myself all the time. I actually don't have any parents," I explained and the sadness kicked in again. "I don't have any friends either because I never stay in one play long enough to have any. I always travel by myself and it gets kinda lonely. I would love it if a boy near my age would keep me company. I have a lot of money so I can pay for you if your parents say you can stay with me."

"Really!?" he yelled excitedly. "You really mean it. I can come to the Phoenix with you?"

I nodded and he turned around and scampered back into the house with me staring at his perfect buns. He emerged about a minute later with his mom and she came over to talk with me. I told her I traveled by myself and would love it if he would keep me company overnight. Since it was right down the street, I was only fourteen, and it was her son's first chance to stay at the fanciest inn in town, she agreed and told us to have fun. The boy jumped over the fence happily and we walked down to the inn together.

I realized I had forgotten something so I asked, "So what's your name?"

"I'm Samuel, what's your name?"

"My name's… well… I guess it's Peter."

"Heh heh heh, don't you know your own name, silly?"

I looked really sad and replied, "No, I don't know my real name."

"Oh, I'm sorry Peter," he replied with a sad look on his face now too. "Wow, you must have one heck of a story to tell."

I put my arm around the empathetic little guy as we entered the inn and told him, "You're such a nice person, I'd be happy to tell you my story."

He turned his head towards me and looked up at me with a smile. He was only about four inches [10 cm] shorter than my five foot six [1.65 m] self. I walked up to the counter and got the man's attention.

"Yes, what do you two young men want," he asked in a kind voice.

"I'd like to rent a room for two for the night, sir," I said as my shyness when it came to some adults was showing through a lot now.

"Is it for you two young ones?" he asked curiously.

"Yes sir, I'm a wanderer and this is my new friend," I explained.

I knew he didn't think of two young boys staying overnight together the way I did. Nobody ever thought of that type of thing but me for some reason. I wasn't expecting to do anything other than spend some quality time talking with my new friend either. I would even get to see him in whatever he slept in, hopefully not much, and that was good enough for me. I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable doing something more with me and I would be much too nervous and shy to ask him even the simplest questions like if he played with himself. The thing I was really interested in was sharing my feelings about my life with this caring little boy. I've never gotten someone's real opinion about me wandering around on my own and what I planned to do for the rest of my life. I couldn't wait to talk to him.

"So… you're not here with your parents?" he asked with confusion.

I looked down at the counter as I always did so I didn't start crying when I saw his shocked face. "I don't have any parents, sir. I wander around on my own."

"That's really dangerous, young man. Don't you know what kind of creatures are around out there?" he asked.

"I sure do, sir. I've seen some pretty nasty stuff, but I know how to use magic really well," I explained and he looked at me like he thought for sure I was lying. "It's true, sir," I said and Samuel shook his head. I quickly made a fireball appear in one hand and a floating ice ball in my other hand. I smashed them together and they exploded and little white balls of energy floated down all over us like snow and disappeared. Samuel giggled as the white balls tickled his face.

The man behind the counter's jaw dropped and he said, "Well, you sure are an amazing little boy. I'm sorry to have to say this, but do you know how much it costs for a room here?"

He figured I was totally poor because I traveled on my own so I replied, "How much is it for two people to rent a really nice room with a bath?"

"Oh boy, that's one of our nicest rooms. Sorry kid, but it'll cost you thirty silvers each. I wish it were less, you seem like two really nice boys. I'll see if the manager will let you stay for cheaper though if you want," he said.

I started digging in my money pouch on my belt and asked, "That's six golds, right sir?"

He looked amazed and replied, "Yes it is."

I put six gold pieces on the counter and smiled. I knew he'd ask me where I got the money so I immediately told him, "That doesn't dip too much into my profits from the sapphire I got off of a goblin and sold at a shop down the street."

It felt like I still had about five gold coins left and a bunch of silvers. That sapphire was the size of my hand and solid blue. Any super rich person would easily pay over a hundred gold coins for it. I had gotten a pretty good deal from that shop keeper since I really didn't have any uses for it.

"Well then, here's the key. Your room is the one with the wolf on the door upstairs. There's a bathroom there with a bath tub and fresh towels. Just come on down here again if you want to order any food. You two have fun now," he happily said since he knew now that he wasn't about to crush the hopes of a poor orphan boy and his friend.

I took the key and thanked him as Samuel and I headed up the stairs.

"Thank you so much for paying for me, Peter. You're really nice," he replied.

"I would have paid triple to have someone finally stay with me. It gets pretty lonely being all by myself all the time," I said as I put the key into the lock and turned it. "I love going anywhere and doing anything I want to all the time, but sometimes I really want to spend time with other people. You're the first person that has ever stayed in an inn with me."

"Well I'm glad I could help," he said as I pushed the door open.

As soon as he got a view of the room, he gasped. I was also pretty amazed. The windows all had inside shutters and real glass. There were lanterns all over the room and even a fireplace. There was a table and two beds too. The door to the bathroom was open and I could see the freshly filled bath tub and the enchanted heating coils under it. Those things were expensive and I didn't know anyone but myself and powerful wizards that could make them. We had our own toilet too that would drain into the pit underground. The beds had really good pillows and there were paintings above each one. The mattresses looked like really soft ones too.

"Ooh, this is definitely the nicest inn I've ever seen," I commented as Samuel continued to look around with wide eyes and an open mouth.

"Wow, oh wow! This is amazing! I never thought I'd be able to stay in such a rich person room. My family could never afford to stay in a room like this," he finally said.

He turned around and gave me a big hug and said "You're so nice, Peter. I wish I could do something to repay you for paying for me."

I was surprised and quickly replied, "Just you being here is more than enough for me. You can't put a price on spending time with other people when you're lonely."

He took his head off my chest and smiled at me again. His face was so beautiful. I was so glad I could finally spend time with another boy.

"You really mean it?" he asked.

"You bet I do. I've never even spent time with another boy near my age that I can remember. I bet I did at some point, but… well I guess it's time to tell you my story," I answered. "Just promise not to cry, it's a pretty sad story, but I don't want to see you sad."

"I'll try not to," he answered and we sat on the bed together after I closed and locked the door.

He sat with his back against the fluffy pillows and I sat facing him on the middle of the bed. His slim body was just so attractive. I practically drooled when I remembered that I would probably get to see him shirtless later. That small boy was lying with that delicate body against the pillows and his precious head resting at the top of the biggest one. His smiling face was begging to be kissed as he smiled at me and patiently waited for me to start my story. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to bring this wonderful boy with me. I loved being near him, but I wanted to see him naked so badly, it almost hurt. I knew that I was much too shy to be naked in front of him though, so there was really no hope of being naked together with him so we could pump our penises together.

"Well, it all started when I woke up one day in a forest pretty far away from here," I started. I told him it was only a couple months ago. I explained how I felt when I didn't know who I was or where I was and that I didn't recognize anyone. Somehow I had received the knowledge of how to use magic in just about every way I could imagine. He was listening intently to the astonishing tale the whole time. I told him about some of the towns I visited and people I met. I told him about my new weapon that I named Desolator that was now up against the wall next to the door. I told him about how I defeated the goblin and sold the sapphire I found on him. Every once in a while, I got caught up in the beauty of his face and started stuttering. I soon stopped imagining myself kissing him all over his face and concentrated back on what I was saying. At the end of my long story I told him how lonely I felt sometimes and how I couldn't decide between staying in one place for a while and continuing to wander and have adventures. "And that's my story," I ended and he smiled.

"Wow, that's the most amazing story I've ever heard and it actually happened to you. It would be so awesome to have magical powers and wander around doing whatever I wanted. I would really miss my mom and dad after a while, though and I definitely would want to come back after a while," he said.

I hung my head down once again and just said in a quiet, sad voice, "yeah."

He realized what he had said and looked really sorry. If he hadn't quickly lunged forward and given me a huge hug, I would have started to cry.

"I'm so sorry, Peter," he apologized with a lot of emotion. It sounded like he was close to crying now that he realized what he had said. "Oh, I shouldn't have said that. I'm so dumb. Please, will you ever forgive me?"

"That's alright, Samuel. It's not your fault. Just be happy that you've got parents to come back to," I replied.

"That's so sad, Peter. I didn't want to make you feel sad. You're a lot braver than I would be if I woke up in the woods like you did. I wouldn't be walking around on my own, I'd be too scared. You sure are brave," he continued apologizing.

"Thanks," I replied and squeezed him against me again. "It's alright, I do get to do whatever I want and go wherever I want. I just wish I could have such nice little boys like you stay with me everywhere I go."

"Yeah, then you wouldn't be so lonely. Maybe you could stay here a few days and hang around with me. You said you never had any real friends, but you're definitely my friend now. You can do stuff with me and my friends and show them your magical powers and we can all play together," he offered.

"I'd love to stay here for a few days. I can put off testing out Desolator for a while. Tomorrow I'd love to play with you and your friends. Thank you so much for offering," I happily replied. I was so glad I would finally be able to play around with other boys like a boy my age should be. It would be such a great little vacation from wandering.

We broke off the hug and smiled at each other. "So, are you hungry, Samuel?"

"No, I already ate," he politely responded.

"Me too, so what do you want to do?" I asked. It was already at least 7:30 so it wouldn't be long before we went to bed. My young body usually required sleep from about nine thirty at night to nine in the morning because of all the traveling I did and today was no exception.

"Well, I was hoping to take a bath before I went to bed. My mom usually only lets me take a bath once a week," he said and looked embarrassed.

"Well then you go right ahead and enjoy yourself," I replied kindly and smiled.

"You mean you're not gonna take one?" he asked.

I wondered why he thought that so I replied, "Oh don't worry, it's not that late. There's time for both of us to take a bath. Go ahead and enjoy yourself."

"You mean you're not going to take one with me?" he asked, this time saying exactly what he meant.

I was really shocked. Samuel wanted to take a bath naked in front of a person he just met? That couldn't have been what he meant.

"You mean, you want to take a bath with me… naked?" I asked cautiously.

He giggled and said, "Well yeah, silly. How else do you take a bath?"

"But, aren't you… you know… embarrassed to be naked in front of someone you just met? You asked me before if I took a bath out in the forest naked and said `what if somebody saw you?'" I asked.

"Well, yeah. It would be weird to just be in the woods naked for anyone to see you. But now we're by ourselves in here and it would just be me and you. It would be fun to take a bath together," he explained with giggles and smiles.

I was still a little leery about being naked in front of this young boy. It was a chance to actually see him completely naked and I wanted to jump right into the tub with my new friend, but nobody had ever seen me naked before that I remembered. It was always just me by myself. I had never seen another boy's personal little organ either. No matter how much I dreamed of it in my mind, I thought being nude in front of others just wasn't something that people ever did. He seemed to think nothing of it though.

"Um… I… I've never been… naked in front of another person. I've never seen another person naked before either," I explained as I felt my cheeks turn bright red. "I'd feel so embarrassed."

"Oh…" he said in a more serious tone. Then he switched back over to his giggly, happy boy voice saying, "There's really nothing to it. We're both boys. It's nothing we haven't really seen before. My friends and I go swimming naked together all the time and we don't mind at all. There's really nothing to it," he explained.

Little boys swimming naked together! I wished I could have been there to see that. I really wanted to see a boy naked in real life. I realized that now was a totally non-awkward situation for him and it was a perfect opportunity for me to live out one of my dreams. All my embarrassment faded away and it just seemed like something that good friends did.

"Okay, then we can take a bath together," I happily replied.

Samuel started taking off his shirt and I soon followed by slipping off my leather tunic then my shirt. I stared at his bare chest and just had to tell him what I thought.

"Not to sound weird or anything, but you're a really good looking little boy, Samuel," I said.

He looked over with a modest smile and said, "Well I'm not all muscular like you. You look really strong."

I looked at my chest, shoulders, and arms. They were definitely bigger than a normal boy my age because of my lifestyle, but I was nowhere near as strong as a full grown man.

"Yeah well, I get around," I said and smiled.

We both got off the bed and started undoing our pants at the same time. We dropped our pants together and stepped out of them.

"Wow, that's a pretty nice pair of undees you got there," he said as he stared at my silk underpants that I loved so much.

"Yeah, they're really comfy," I replied. I looked at his white cloth ones. They really weren't anything special so I just said, "Those ones suit you pretty well too."

He smiled and started taking them off. I could feel my cheeks get warm as I stared at him and all I felt really nervous and excited. I was trying to feel normal about it, but I was just too excited. My first view of a naked boy's precious little penis was about to present itself. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as the white cloth slid down his legs. I saw his little boyhood hanging there between his hips. The little sack hung low under his limp organ. It was truly wonderful seeing this for the first time. I slipped my silk underwear off so it wouldn't just be me staring at his naked body. I watched as my familiar fleshy little noodle came out of its comfortable silk home. We both stepped out of our last pieces of clothing and were standing in the luxurious room together naked. I didn't feel nervous anymore because I had always wanted to see a beautiful young boy without his clothes to hide his full beauty.

Samuel broke the silence by saying, "See, it's just us and our penises. Just two boys hanging out."

I laughed when I heard that last part. I looked down at myself and said, "Yeah, we're hanging out all right."

He giggled a lot and started walking towards the bathroom. I followed his wiggly little buns in and felt the water in the tub. It was the perfect temperature. Those amazing permanently enchanted glowing coils were such a great invention. Samuel bent down to look at the red coils of iron.

"What are these?" he asked.

"Those are magically enchanted…" I started but I was interrupted.

Samuel screamed in pain and I looked down to see what was the matter. I saw him pull his arm back and hold his finger in pain. He immediately started crying as he held his injured hand and I felt really bad for him. Clearly, he had touched the red hot coils before I could explain what they were. Those things were super hot and I knew he must have toasted his finger pretty badly. He breathed quickly as he cried and held his hand. I quickly made an ice ball appear in my hand and I told him to put it on has hand. He sniffled and quickly put the ice on his finger. The tip looked pretty damaged. He touched the ice to his skin and cringed. I held his shoulder as he kneeled on the floor.

"Just keep that on your finger and it'll do a lot of good in the long run," I explained.

"It hurts… really badly," he said between painful breaths while the tears ran down his face.

"I know, they are permanently enchanted heating coils for the bath," I finished my explanation.

I felt so sorry for the poor little boy. Seeing boys in pain always made me wish I could do something. My heart would break every time I saw then feeling pain. No little boys deserved to feel any pain at all ever. Then I realized I could do something to help him out.

"Oh, duh!" I said out loud.

Samuel's confused little crying face looked up at me.

"I forgot, I can heal that up with magic," I declared.

He looked really happy and held out his finger. The thing I hadn't told him about healing it with magic was that it was really hard on me. I tried healing someone with a worse injury once before and I was so tired afterwards that I fell back sweating and breathing hard and couldn't get up for two full minutes. I didn't care about myself when this little angel was in pain though. I put my hands in the air over his poor little finger and concentrated hard. My hands started to tingle as I put every last bit of effort into the healing magic. The gently glowing beam slowly sank from my hands. It felt like I was trying to pick up a boulder that was so heavy I could barely lift it. All the muscles were tight and it was very uncomfortable. I felt the beads of sweat forming on my forehead and I started breathing really hard as though I really were lifting something heavy. I kept concentrating until the beam reached Samuel's finger. It surrounded it and a few seconds later and I cut the beam off. I slumped as all the muscles in my body finally loosened. My breaths came in pants as my neck relaxed and my head sagged downward. I closed my eyes and let myself calm down. When I finally looked up a few moments later, I saw Samuel examining his uninjured finger. I smiled now that I knew I had succeeded. I really didn't want to do that again. My breathing was back to normal by the time he hugged me and thanked me for fixing his finger. The naked hug felt so wonderful, I couldn't believe it. The whole thing was totally worth it now if this was my reward. His soft, warm boy flesh felt so good against mine.

"That looked really hard, Peter. Are you okay?" he asked in a concerned voice.

"Yeah, I'm just fine. It's really, really tough for me to use healing magic. It takes a lot of energy I guess," I replied.

"Thank you so much for doing that for me. It really hurt," he said as he squeezed me harder.

I loved his hugs. The warm skin on skin contact was amazing. I felt his heart pumping as his ribs pressed against mine. This lively boy was such an affectionate creature. He never took for granted any kind act done to him. He always poured out his thankfulness in the form of a big, warm hug. That was the best way he could ever thank me. If only he would plant those wonderful pink lips on mine, I would be in heaven.

"So, shall we take a warm bath together now, Samuel?" I asked.

"You bet!" he replied excitedly and stepped into the warm water.

I followed him in and we both sat down on opposite ends of the luxurious white tub. I sighed as I sat down and relaxed with my legs out. My legs reached all the way to his knees and his reached to my calves. The feeling of his soft skin against the sides of my bare feet really made me relax. I stared at his skinny body covered by perfect little boy skin.

"Oh, this feels really good," I sighed and Samuel nodded his head in agreement. "I haven't had a nice really warm bath like this in a long, long time."

I stared at that slim little body of his while he closed his eyes and relaxed. He had no idea I was studying every square inch of his pale skin. I looked down at that wonderful object between his legs through the clear water. I noticed that my penis was getting hard, but I didn't care. As long as he kept his eyes closed for a while, he'd never know. Then to my horror, he opened his eyes. His attention was immediately drawn to my long pole sticking straight out between my legs. He stared at it and I turned bright red not knowing what to tell him.

"Hey, your penis is long," he said in a natural voice.

"I… I…" I stammered, still at a loss for words.

"That happens to me sometimes too," he said with a smile. "Wow, but yours is bigger than mine."

"Yeah," was all I could say. He apparently didn't care that I was sexually aroused by his body. Maybe there was more to this boy than I thought.

After a few moments he asked, "Do you know why it happens?"

Wow, Samuel really didn't know why my penis was getting hard. I was relieved that he wouldn't start suspecting something but disappointed that he didn't know anything about playing with himself. Well, easy come easy go I guess.

"Um… yeah, I do. Why, don't you?" I answered.

"No, it's kinda embarrassing when other people are around and I don't want them to see it," he said.

"Yeah, you're right," I replied and we both laughed. "Having them poking out under our pants is pretty embarrassing."

"So you said you know why it happens," he hinted.

"Yeah… um… oh boy. I gotta think how I can explain it," I said.

I didn't want to tell him everything about what adults did together. I wasn't even too clear on most of it myself. I did want to tell him a little about his body though. I thought he deserved that much at least.

"Well, wiggle it around with your fingers," I started.

Samuel reached his hand down and started moving his limp penis around with his fingers like I instructed. It soon got hard and stood up like mine did only a little shorter.

"Sometimes it just rubs against your underwear and gets hard," I explained and he smiled.

"Well, that makes sense," he said then after a few more moments he asked, "but what's the purpose of it doing that?"

"Um… well…" I said and blushed a lot. I looked away from his eyes but he already knew that I knew the answer.

"Please, tell me," he asked nicely.

"It's really embarrassing and I'm not surprised a little boy like you doesn't know yet," I said not wanting to explain the whole thing to him. His mom probably wouldn't want me to tell him yet either. This boy was twelve already though. I didn't know what age I learned about it but it had to be before I was fourteen. He was pretty close to my age and such a nice boy. It was a really tough decision to make.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked sounding really confused now.

"It's a personal thing that you'll learn when you're older. You know, most kids at your age know already. You mean that your mom never told you anything about… well… you know?" I asked.

That was a really bad explanation and I knew he wasn't satisfied with it. "No, I guess I don't know. What does any of this have to do with my penis?" he asked with sincere confusion.

I sighed and asked him, "Do you think you're old enough to know about… well… a secret. It's kinda embarrassing to talk about."

He thought about it for a while and said with a smile, "Yeah, I'm no little kid."

"You're right Samuel, you're a growing young man," I started while I thought about the tiny hairs I had noticed were growing above his penis. I had some fine hair down there too. "I guess you have the right to know. Let me ask you something to start off. Have you ever seen a girl naked?"

Samuel giggled and blushed thoroughly before answering, "I've seen my younger sister naked when my mom gives her a bath."

"So, you've seen what girls look like between their legs?" I continued.

I didn't think little Samuel could get any redder, but he did. He blushed and asked with a nervous smile on his face, "Are you sure we're supposed to be talking about this?" Then before I could say anything the embarrassment diminished a little and he said, "Oh yeah, that's why you said… oh I get it. Okay, yeah, they've got a little crease sort of."

"Exactly, now in order to have a baby, a guy and a girl have to do this thing where the guy puts his penis between the girl's legs. There's a tunnel sort of thing there and so when his penis is hard, he puts it down it and it feels really super good for both of them. I heard it's the best feeling you can ever feel in your whole life. The guy just pulls and pushes his hard penis inside of it and it rubs up against the soft, slippery inside and feels amazing. Eventually the good feeling makes something happen inside of his body. This white gooey stuff squirts out of his penis that sometimes makes the girl pregnant. It feels so good when you squirt, you'll want to do it over and over," I explained as he listened intently.

"So you've done this before?" were the first words out of his mouth.

"No… well sort of," I answered. "I guess I have to tell you the great part about it all. You don't have to have a girl to make yourself shoot and feel good."

Samuel gasped in excitement and said, "Really, how can that happen?"

"Well, it's a really personal thing that you shouldn't talk about much. All you have to do is put your hand around your penis and pump it up and down like this. I guess it tricks your body into thinking that your hand is the inside of a girl. You only move the skin though instead of moving something slippery over it, but it still feels super good," I explained and he looked ecstatic. "So, I bet you wanna try it now."

"Um… does it really feel good to have something shoot out of your penis like that?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, it feels awesome!" I replied.

"Can… can you show me. Can I watch you do it?" he asked nervously.

"Yeah, sure," I said. "It's really hard to do it underwater though cuz you can't move your hand very fast. Would you like to do it as soon as we get out?"

"Yeah, we can try it before we go to bed," he answered with a smile.

"I know you'll absolutely love it," I said. "Now what do you say we wash up a little."

He happily agreed. I dunked my head under the water and swished my hair around to clean it. When I came up, Samuel did the same. We both rubbed our bodies all over to get the dirt off. I was already very clean, but Samuel looked like the bath really did him some good. Both of our penises were soft again by the time we got out. I put my silk underwear back on, but that was all. Samuel just walked over to the bed naked. He plopped down on the same bed that I did and I sat facing him like I was before. I took my underwear off again that I stupidly put on before. I threw them on the floor and laid down with my head near the edge of the bed. My feet were on each side of his body that was perched atop the pillows as he sat there cross legged.

"Front row seat, eh?" I joked. "You're going to really like how it feels, Samuel. I'll do it first like you wanted just to show you how it goes."

My penis got hard just from staring at Samuel's perfect figure. He stared at it and smiled. I place my hand around it while giving him tips about the best way to grasp it. I started pumping up and down and told him it felt good already. I kept pumping it fast and faster. I told him it felt the best to go as fast as he could. I sped up and watched my hand go at it. I had never tried doing it with my eyes open because it was easier to fantasize about things with my eyes closed. Now though, I had a beautiful little boy to inspire me so I kept them open. It was a good thing that my head could be at the same angle to look at either his or my penis and I knew which one interested me more. I concentrated on naked little Samuel with the soft skin and fine hair covering his arms and legs. His beautiful smile and joyful giggle were so wonderful. I wished he was pumping his penis too, but he would be soon. A few minutes later, I told him I was about to shoot and he got onto his knees so he could watch really closely. He was so close that I could have aimed my penis differently and blast him right in the face. As much as I really wanted to do that, I kept it aimed towards my stomach and pumped like crazy. I finally squirted my juice all over my stomach. Some extra spurts shot then dribbled out and I breathed quickly for a few moments.

Just to let Samuel know that it felt really good I sighed with pleasure and said, "Oh, that feels so good."

I closed my eyes and smiled and Samuel was smiling too when I opened my eyes. I asked him to get me a towel from the bathroom and he did.

I wiped myself off and asked, "So, are you going to try it too now? You won't believe how good it feels."

"You bet I am!" he answered excitedly.

He laid back with his head on the pillows and moved around his penis so it got hard. When it was good and hard, he put his hand around it. He paused and asked if he was doing it right.

"The only right way to do it is the way that feels best for you," I replied with a smile. I was sitting at the end of the bed below his feet. It really was amazing watching such a polite, delightful, happy boy finally get what he deserved. Every cute little boy deserved to feel how good it felt to play with his penis. Everyone's embarrassment about such a beautiful thing was completely unreasonable. All he was doing was making himself feel good. He was definitely not hurting himself or anyone.

Samuel had already started pumping as I watched. After only about thirty seconds he told me that it was starting to feel really good now.

"Yeah, you like it don't you? Every boy should know how to do this as early as possible, that's what I think. Just wait until the end. That's the best part," I said.

"Oh boy, I can't wait," he said. "Wow, it's gonna feel so good when my juice shoots out."

He kept pumping and I kept staring. I wished I could caress him and rub his little body as he was doing it, but I didn't want him to feel weird. After a few minutes, his muscles tightened and his penis quivered under his hand as it shot out the good juice. It landed all the way up on one of his cute little pink nipples. There was a trail of juice down his chest and stomach leading to his penis. He panted and then stared at me.

"That was awesome!" he exclaimed.

"I told you you'd enjoy it," I said with a big grin. "You can do it anytime you want to when nobody's around. For some reason, adults think you shouldn't do it but they all know that every boy learns to do it eventually."

"Wow, I'm going to do this all the time!" he said excitedly. "Thank you so much for showing me how to do this. I'm going to show all my friends how to do it too."

I laughed and said, "I bet some of them already know how to do it. I'm sure all the rest would love to learn too. Maybe when you're swimming around with your friends naked you can teach them your new little trick and everyone could squirt their juice all over in the water."

"Hey, how about we all do that tomorrow? You said you're going to stay a while right?" he asked.

"Yeah, of course I'll play with you and your friends tomorrow. It'll be so fun to really spend time with some of your friends." I said and threw a towel at him so he could clean up.

He cleaned his flat little tummy off and I gave him another big, naked hug. We were just two little boys who loved to make ourselves feel good. "I'm so glad you stayed with me tonight. I would normally just be sitting here by myself without much to do. Well, I would be doing this though," I said and giggled. "It does get lonely without any other people to really spend time with."

"Well thank you for teaching me to squirt out my juice," he said.

We both got up and put on our underwear. Then I jumped into my bed and pulled up the covers. It was about 9:00 and I was really tired. Samuel blew out all the lanterns and it was pitch black in the room. I made a magic light ball appear in my hand so he could find his way back to the other bed.

He smiled and walked over to me and said, "I guess I wasn't thinking when I did that. I didn't think it would be that dark I guess."

I smiled and agreed.

"Um… I'm kinda embarrassed to ask you this, but… well, it's kinda weird to sleep in a new place in the dark. I'm sort of afraid of the dark. Would you mind if I slept in your bed with you?" he asked in a shy voice.

"That's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm really scared of the dark too when I'm out in the forest. I always have magic light though so I guess I'm pretty lucky. You can sleep in my bed with me if you want," I answered and lifted up the cover. He crawled in and set down the pillow he had brought from his bed below his head. He kept scooting until he was right up against me. He wiggled around a little but more and his butt was right up against my crotch. My arm was resting on my hip but he moved it over and around him. Wow, this little guy sure was friendly and affectionate.

"Thank you, Peter," he said.

"You're quiet welcome, Samuel. Goodnight," I said.

"Goodnight," he replied and then we were quiet.

Chapter Two

"Good morning sleepyhead," he said and giggled. "I thought you'd never wake up."

My arm was still around him although he was now facing me. My other arm was underneath his pillow so I was practically embracing him. His little crotch was pressed up against mine. I could feel our soft penises touching each others' with only the cloth between them. The feeling immediately got me hard.

"Heh heh heh, you're hard," giggled Samuel.

I blushed and pulled away. "I'm sorry, I'm not used to being this close to other people," I explained.

"It's okay. It's not like we can control it," he replied.

"I guess you're right," I said. "Well actually, if you make your penis squirt a whole bunch of times in one day, it doesn't get hard as easily for a while, but that's about all the control we have."

"How many times can I do it a day?" he curiously asked.

"As many as you want," I replied.

"No, I mean how many times can I actually squirt per day?" he asked again.

"Oh, hmm… well, my record is five but I bet I could have done it about ten times if I really wanted but it doesn't feel as good if you do it a whole bunch of times in a row. Just for a while though, then you're good to go again. Don't worry, young kids can do it a whole bunch of times in a row and still have it feel really, really good," I explained.

My penis just wouldn't go down. To my surprise, Samuel scooted forward and started rubbing up against it. I didn't know what to say but I liked the feeling so I didn't pull away. He soon got hard from the motion too.

"Does that feel good?" he said as he grinned.

"Yeah, it does Samuel," I replied. "Geeze, you're gonna make my squirt all over my underwear."

He giggled and stopped then said, "Hey, I thought of a really good idea. Let's put our hands on each others penises and make each other squirt. Wanna try it with me, Peter?"

"That sounds like a lot of fun. Let's do it," I replied excitedly. That boy was so creative and willing to experiment! We still had our towels from last night lying on the floor so we took off the covers and got them ready on the bed. "I'll do you first," I said.

Samuel laid back on the pillows and I pulled down his white cloth underwear. He was already hard with anticipation.

"Looks like you're excited," I said and laughed lightly.

"Yeah, I can't wait to feel you doing it to me," he said anxiously.

I placed my hand around his little pole and started pumping quickly.

"Oh wow, your hand feels real good. It's bigger than mine and you can go really fast," he said and closed his eyes and squirmed back and forth a little from the absolute pleasure.

I kept pumping relentlessly and said, "Yeah well, I get a lot of practice."

Be both laughed and I kept my hand going. Every few moments he would tell me between pants how great it felt. He was really squirming after a few minutes. I smiled the whole time knowing I was driving the kid nuts with pleasure. Watching the little guy's body move back and forth was awesome. His little muscles would contract every once in a while. I felt like moving forward and kissing every last one of them, but he would have thought I was weird.

A few short minutes later, I felt his penis swell and he looked like he was about to shoot.

"You gonna squirt you little squirt?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm gonna," he replied in a panting voice.

I quickened my pace so much I could only keep it up for a few seconds. I watched his face scrunch up and it looked like he was in pain. I knew that that was just the facial expression that showed before people squirted. Samuel arched his back and shot hard right in the direction I was pointing his penis. That just happened to be right straight into my face. I saw the white liquid coming but couldn't do anything about it. It landed all over my left cheek and the rest just dribbled out over my hand. Samuel relaxed and fell back down onto the bed. He opened his eyes and giggled at the sight.

"I'm sorry," he said while he laughed.

I was laughing too when I said, "It was my fault. I was the one aiming you."

"Heh heh heh, aiming me. Nobody's ever aimed me before," he giggled. I wiped myself and him off with a towel and Samuel sat up.

"That felt so good. I like it when someone else does it to me. You'll like it too, I know it. I'll make you squirt a lot!" he said excitedly.

"Wow, I can't wait," I said and we switched positions.

I laid back and he took my silk underwear off.

"I totally love these undees you got," he said as he held them up.

I laughed and said, "You can try them on if you want."

He stood up on the bed and slipped them on. They fit pretty well, but they were a bit big.

"Wow, I like the way it feels. I'd get hard a lot if I was wearing these all day," he giggled.

"I guess I'm used to wearing them. They're what I was wearing when I woke up in the woods," I said.

"Can I keep them on while I make you squirt?" he asked.

"Sure, if you want," I replied and he immediately bent over and placed his soft hand around my awaiting pole.

He pumped with all his speed and I closed my eyes. It felt so good. There was just something about someone else doing it to me that felt really good. It must have been something about the unpredictability. It only took a few short minutes for my penis to get ready to squirt out the wonderful juice. Samuel sensed the change and pumped double time like I did for him. This time though, he was smart and pointed my penis away from his face. I breathed hard and then squirted the juice out with a lot of force. I had my eyes closed, but I knew what the feeling was all over my face. My own juice had landed on my face this time. I heard Samuel giggling his head off before I even opened my eyes. I started laughing too and opened my eyes so I could watch his young happiness. I smiled and he threw the towel over my face while he continued giggling so hard he couldn't talk. I wiped myself off as he continued giggling like crazy.

"You just can't get away from it, can you?" he joked.

"I guess not," I replied and we both giggled again.

Once we were all cleaned up, I asked him if he wanted to take another bath with me to get all the juice off. He agreed and we both happily jumped into the tub once again after he took my underwear off. I washed my face and he washed his stomach really well. After a short time we got out and dried off with two fresh towels.

We both got dressed then I asked, "So, what does my favorite little guy want for breakfast?"

"I dunno, let's go see what kinda good stuff they got," he replied.

We walked down the stairs together and looked at the menu scroll at the desk. The clerk from yesterday was there and he asked us if we slept well. I told him we sure did and Samuel and I read the menu. I told him he could order whatever he wanted. He practically drooled as he read all of the wonderful choices. He picked out some strawberry pancakes with whipped cream and lemonade and a doughnut. I ordered some fried eggs and lemonade. The clerk told us it would be delivered to our room soon. I thanked him and we headed back up to wait for it.

We both plopped down on the bed as soon as we got in. All of a sudden Samuel asked me, "Are you sure you can't teach me any magic?"

"Well, I can't say I've ever tried so I guess I could try once but there's almost no chance it will work," I said.

He looked really excited and I started instructing him what to do.

"Okay, let's try a simple fireball. I'll tell you exactly what I do and you do the same thing. Okay, hold out your hand with your palm up. Now close your hand. Okay, now open it. Your brain was telling your hand to do that and it was easy. Okay well, all I do is hold out my hand and think fireball and there it is," I said and a fireball appeared in my hand.

I looked over at Samuel's hand as he tried to do the same thing. Obviously nothing happened.

"Yep, that's why I figured I couldn't teach you. I have no idea why it just works for me," I said.

"Well, that's okay," he replied, now understanding exactly what I meant. "I've never heard of any other boy than you that can use magic."

"Yeah, I'm a pretty rare case I guess," I replied.

We continued talking about stuff until the food arrived. I thanked the man who brought it and paid him for it. It only cost me nine copper coins so I gave him a silver and told him to keep the change. We happily wolfed down the delicious food. We even tried some of each others' food. When we were done, we left the plates on the tray the man had left and decided to check out and go have fun with Samuel's friends. I made sure I had everything, including my new dai katana, Desolator, and we went back downstairs. I turned in the key and the man told me what an amazing young man I was once again. I smiled at him with my cute, young smile and thanked him.

We walked out and headed back to Samuel's house down the street. We greeted his mother and told her what a good time we had. Neither of us mentioned the real fun we had. Then we walked over to the spot where he and his friends met every day. It was right at the front gate into town. All of his beautiful young friends were waiting there for him. There were six of them there and most of them looked around Samuel's age. They all stared at me and Samuel told them who I was.

"This is Peter, everyone. He's only fourteen but he doesn't have any parents so he wanders around going on adventures and stuff. He's got a ton of money from taking stuff off of dead monsters and so he let me stay overnight with him at the Phoenix Inn. And he's the only young boy in like the whole world who can use magic and he's as powerful as any wizard," Samuel explained at an excited, fast pace.

The boys stared at me in disbelief and I smiled at them the whole time. They were so cute with their amazed little faces all staring at me. Every last one of them was absolutely gorgeous. I couldn't wait to see them all naked when we all swam together. I would probably squirt without even touching my penis.

"Nice to meet you all," I said.

Some of the boys were looking at Desolator sitting in it's holder on my back. Others were still staring at my face. One boy didn't look very impressed and said, "I don't believe you can use magic."

I smiled and raised my right arm over my head. I made a gigantic fireball appear in my hand about the size of my whole body. When they were all thoroughly astonished I made it shrink until it disappeared. All the boys started yelling things at me like "oh, that's so cool" and "wow, I wish I could do that." We talked a little more and I explained why I couldn't teach them magic. Samuel suggested that we all go to the lake together to go swimming. They all agreed and one of them asked me if I could teleport us all there. I laughed and told him that for some reason I could only teleport when I was really, really scared. Then I added jokingly that that was, of course, not very often since I wasn't scared of anything. The boys all laughed and we started walking back through town because the lake was out the other side.

We were walking and talking down the main street when all of a sudden something caught my eyes. I looked over and saw a scrawny young boy stumble over backwards out of a tavern. A large man followed him out with an angry look on his face. The boy was obviously pushed out the door by the man. The boy got up and the man put one hand on his shoulder so he couldn't run away. Then the man angrily shouted right in his frightened yet beautiful face, "I told you never to hang around here! You better never come back here again or there will be some real trouble."

"Please mister…" the boy started to say in a wimpy voice.

The man took the quarter staff off of his back and slammed it right into the poor kid's cheek (on his face.) The blow knocked him over and he lay there on the ground sobbing. I could see the large red mark it had left on his face. How could that man do that to such a cute little boy? I noticed that my fists were clenched and my teeth closed down tightly. I was so mad at that man! How could he hurt that poor little boy? Nothing could excuse him for hitting him in the head like that. He had seriously hurt the defenseless little guy. I felt all the hair on my body stand on end except for on my head. My clenched fists began to glow slightly. A few people were looking at me but I barely noticed. I just kept getting angrier and angrier at that evil man. I had never been this mad at someone before. I wanted to hurt him really badly. That poor, defenseless boy! He didn't deserve that at all! The boys had stopped and watched the scene and now they turned around and looked at me and backed up.

My magical energy was surging like I had never felt before. The energy just kept rising and rising. I couldn't stop thinking about that evil man and what he had done to the young boy. I stared at the boy lying on the ground crying his eyes out and holding his face. It was like I felt the same pain he did right on my face also. I didn't care what he did to make the man mad, that man was going to pay for what he had done. Now everyone was staring at me with shocked looks on their faces because they could all feel the wind coming off of me now from the immense energy. The ground started to crack under my feet but the power just kept surging out of control. I could see little blue lightning bolt discharges all around me from the immense power I was giving off. Everyone backed away. The air was warping around me slightly like it did over a really hot fire.

I saw the man finally look over at me and I immediately yelled at him, "HOW DARE YOU HURT THAT DEFNSELESS LITTLE BOY YOU MONSTER!"

He looked really scared and I ran over to him with double my normal speed and planted a powerful blow right on his jaw. He staggered backwards as I landed. I knew I still hadn't gotten my revenge though. I slowly put my quivering arms out in front of me and put my wrists at right angles. I touched my wrists together with one hand facing up and one facing down and focused all my energy towards my hands. I felt the magic building until all at once the energy blasted out. A two foot [60 cm] wide, glowing beam shot out from my hands and struck the man square in the chest. He screamed in agony as the blast exploded. Dust flew up everywhere and I couldn't see him anymore. I lowered my arms and breathed hard from the huge effort. As soon as the dust cleared, it revealed a stone statue of the man.

"Oh my god, he turned him to stone," one lady screamed. Everyone gasped but I didn't care. I ran over to the boy and he looked up at me with tears rolling down his face but didn't say anything. Everyone was screaming and one of the few guards in the town drew his bow.

"Don't move!" he yelled as the injured boy and I turned to look at him.

I found a loaded bow only a few feet away from my face pointed directly at my forehead. I froze and a terrified look came over my face and I thought for sure he'd kill me. The crowd looked on in horror, but they weren't anywhere close to as scared as I was. I didn't even draw a breath from the sheer terror and the guard's face didn't even move. There had never been a time that I could remember that I was even close to being killed. My powerful magic had always let me defend myself easily from any danger. This time though, I couldn't even charge up some magic let alone move or I would get the arrow right through my brain and it would all be over. I instinctively put my hand on the injured boy's back to protect him. I didn't know what to do. No matter what, I would either have to hurt someone and probably get killed or I could stay still and eventually go to jail and stay there for the rest of my life.

"No sudden movements now," the guard said in a really intimidating voice.

The bow stayed pointed directly at me without wavering at all. I started breathing really fast and shaking. I was the most terrified I had ever been in my life. I didn't want to die. Dying had never even crossed my mind until now. Thinking about dying was definitely the toughest the first time. I didn't want to be in this situation anymore. I couldn't take it anymore. I closed my eyes and a picture of the place in the woods where I had taken a bath yesterday popped into my head. A strange feeling passed through my body and when I opened my eyes, we were there.

I looked around to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I lifted up my hand and realized that it had still been resting on the boy. He must have teleported with me. He looked up at me but seemed too scared to say anything. The red wound on his face attracted my attention.

"Are you okay little guy?" I asked in a soft voice because I was still a little shaky from the experience.

The small boy finally worked up the courage to speak and asked, "Are… are you a… a… a demon?"

"Of course not, I'm just a boy," I said with an ashamed look on my face.

I must have really looked like a monster with that incredible magical power cracking the ground under me and warping the air around me. No young boy could do that but me apparently. Then there was the fact that I turned a man to stone.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

I found that pretty funny so I smiled and said, "Yes, I'm sure. How are you doing?"

"It hurts really bad," he answered in a wimpy voice.

"Sit up for a second," I instructed.

He quickly obeyed looking like he was afraid I would hurt him.

"Are you going to turn me to stone too?" he asked.

That really struck an emotional nerve for me. I looked down in guilt and stayed that way for a few moments before I could say softly, "No, I'm not going to hurt you. I didn't want to turn that man to stone either. I didn't even know I could do that." I started to cry a little thinking about what I had done. "I never want to hurt anyone. It's just that I saw him hit you and… I can use magic for some reason and I just had to do something… I hate it when adults do things like that to kids. I just had to help you."

"Thanks for helping me," he said softly. "He deserved it."

"Why was he so mean to you?" I asked.

"Because I was in his bar."

"Were you not supposed to be there?"

"I guess not."

"Why not?"

"I dunno."

I could tell he was avoiding telling me something.

"What were you doing there?"

"I was just hanging out."

"And why were you hanging out there if you weren't supposed to be?"

He looked away from my face and said in the softest, most ashamed voice, "I was looking for customers."

"What do you mean, kid?"

"I… I don't have any parents. I don't have any place to stay and I don't have any money. There's no other way for me to get any money," he said and started to cry.

"But what were you selling?"

He whimpered back, "Myself."

"I'm confused. How could you sell yourself?"

"You know… sex."

"What's that?"

"You mean you really don't know?"

"I've never heard of that."

"You know, it's what adults do together in bed."

"Oh that," I replied and blushed. "So that's what it's called."

"Yeah, well I was waiting for customers."

"But what were you selling?"

He looked up for a second and stared right at me as the tears kept flowing and said, "I was selling myself out for people to have sex with me."

I felt really shocked then confused. "You're a boy right?" He nodded. "Well, not many women go to bars."

Then the poor little kid explained, "Yeah, I know. Some are women, but some guys too." I looked totally confused so he continued, "Don't you know that males can have other males put their penises up their butts and it feels just like with a girl?"

My jaw dropped from what I had just heard and I asked, "It can fit? Doesn't that hurt?"

"No, it feels kinda good. Some guys just want me to suck them though. I've done it with some women too, that was kinda fun I guess," he said.

"You mean you suck their penises with your mouth?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm really good at it," he said with a tiny little bit of pride in his sad, quiet voice. "There's no other way for me to get money."

He put his hands over his face and sobbed away. He sure did have it rough. He was alone and even younger than me, but he didn't have magical powers to get by with.

I quickly said, "I don't have any parents either."

He looked up and couldn't believe what I said. "I know how you feel, kid. Well… no I guess I don't. I have magical powers to help myself get by. I wander around and kill monsters and take their stuff and sell it."

"Wow, you're really lucky. Why did you help me? You don't even know me," he asked.

At least he had stopped crying now. I explained without letting on too much about my real feelings about boys, "I can't just sit there and do nothing while a poor little boy like you gets hurt like that. He had no right to hit you like he did. It looks like he really hurt you. I don't care about what you have to do to get money. It's not like you have a choice about it. I wish you were the one who got magic powers, not me."

"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me," he replied. "What happened to your parents?"

I told him a summarized version of how I woke up in the woods and couldn't remember anything. I told him how found out I had magic powers and had been wandering around and adventuring ever since. He told me that his parents had been killed by a scary goblin in the woods a few months ago when they were traveling. I absolutely froze when I heard him say that the goblin took their family's prized sapphire and ran off without killing him.

I immediately started crying when I heard his story. After a while I finally managed to say, "I can't imagine how it must have been to see your parents get killed. Oh man, I feel so sorry for you, kid. I almost feel bad telling you this but a few days ago I killed a goblin in a cave around here. I found a sapphire on him and I sold it in town. I got a huge amount of money from it and bought this dai katana and stayed in a room at the Phoenix Inn. Oh, I feel so terrible for selling that sapphire that was truly yours."

"It's okay, I don't care about the sapphire. I can't believe somebody finally got revenge on that goblin. Thank you so much," he replied and had stopped crying completely now.

"Well the least I can do is heal you, kid," I said, knowing full well it would be really hard on me to heal that large of a wound.

"You can really do that for me? Oh thank you, it hurts really bad. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he exclaimed.

I smiled and said, "That's the least I can do after what happened to you and your parents. It's really hard on me to heal people though so I'll probably look pretty rough after I do it."

He nodded and I held my hands up near his injured cheek. He smiled and I took a deep breath. I summoned up all he power I could. I didn't feel tired at all from my earlier blast for some reason. Some magic just didn't take much out of me and some did. This sure was a draining technique because I felt the strain already. Most of my muscles were stiff and I felt the beam start to reach out from my hands. The glowing beam slowly reached his face and he kept smiling. The pain must have been diminishing. I knew that little beam wasn't enough so I tried even harder and the beam became a little wider and more powerful. I sensed that his wound was gone, but I somehow knew that there was something hurt on his back. It must have happened when he got pushed down. I moved the beam down and it hit his chest. My arms were shaking as I healed the light bruise on his chest. I was about to stop when I sensed that there was still something wrong. 'Oh no,' I thought as it came to me that there was a disease infecting his penis. 'Oh the poor kid,' I thought again and went right for it without thinking about how much of a strain I was already under. He stayed still as I moved the beam down between his legs. He must have known there was something wrong down there. I felt light headed but I still kept going. How could I not heal the poor kid's sensitive little organ after all he went through? I barely held on until I sensed that he was fully healed. I abruptly stopped the beam and closed my eyes. I felt so dizzy and tired that the world seemed to be spinning under me. Before I knew it, I was no longer kneeling in front of the boy. I passed out and was lying on my side on the ground.

The next thing I remember is starting to have a dream. A glowing form appeared in front of me in the darkness and spoke in soft, echoing whispers that seemed to fade in and out. I could barely make out what it was saying.

"You… have… done a good… deed… You… will… be allowed… one grand gift… two parents… will… come back… this day… but whose?" the voice whispered and then I heard another voice.

"Wake up! Wake up! Oh Please wake up!"

I opened my eyes and the energy blob disappeared. The little boy was bent over me looking really worried. I gasped for breath. Apparently I hadn't had the energy to even breathe after that great effort. I really ought to stop pushing myself with such draining spells. I coughed a little bit until I got my breath back. I knew exactly what had happened but I didn't regret it at all.

"You feel okay now, kid?" I asked.

He shook his head and gave me a big hug then said, "You even healed me down there. It was hurting so bad and I was worried."

"I'm glad you're all better now," I said half mindedly as I recalled what I had dreamed.

All of a sudden, I felt like I had a new power. I felt a warm feeling in my left hand then my right. A picture suddenly popped into my head of two ghosts that suddenly turned back to living creatures again. It all fit together and I knew it was the power to raise spirits from the dead. Right after that I felt a different feeling in my hands added the warm one. It felt like a static tingling. A picture of two people with blurry faces appeared in my head now. They moved from far away to right in front of me then they turned to me and reached out their arms. I couldn't make out their faces but I knew they were smiling. Then I thought about what the entity in the dream had said. Parents… they had to be parents. Oh no, I had to pick between my parents and his like he entity said. That was way too much to ask of me. The terrible feeling must have shown through to my face because the boy asked what was wrong.

"Nothing, it just was really tough to do that," I lied. I wasn't ready to tell him just yet.

I sat there and thought, looking like I was just resting. The boy waited patiently as I deliberated. I couldn't remember my parents, but I would give anything to meet them and live with them again. I could have a normal childhood plus magical powers. It was all I could ever ask for. I felt so happy until I thought about the poor little boy. I looked over at him and he smiled at me. I stared at the ground and imagined how selfish it would be of me to leave him parentless and miserable. He would have to go on living like he did now. I could give him all my money, but that would never make up for his parents. My parents were still out there somewhere too. His were dead and there was nothing anyone but me could do about that. There was no way I could make the decision. I put my hands over my eyes and I started to cry. I felt like my heart was being ripped into pieces.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I just had a dream," I started. "An entity told me I can bring two people back to life."

I removed my hands from my face and saw his face smiling with amazement. He knew exactly who I was talking about. He looked so happy that I cried even harder now as I wiped my eyes off with my arm.

Then I continued, "Or I can bring my parents to me and finally meet them and live with them again, but I have to choose only one option."

I looked at the boy and his smile faded until all he could say now was an emotionless "Oh."

He looked down at the ground and said unselfishly, "It's your power. You've been wishing to live with your parents ever since you woke up."

"My parents are still around somewhere; yours are dead," I replied.

"You can't remember what they look like so you wouldn't know them even if you saw them," he argued.

"They'd recognize me though," I said. "Your parents will never come back unless I make them."

"You really don't have to…" he started but I interrupted him.

"I've got money and magical powers but you don't have anything. You're certainly a lot worse off than I am. I've made my decision, I'm going to bring your parents back," I said.

I made it seem like I was just fine with the decision, but it really hurt. I was so close to being able to have my parents back and now I had just given it up. The boy fell forward and wrapped his arms around me. He cried with joy as he thanked me over and over again. It felt so good to be able to help out this young boy that was in such a bad state when nobody else could. Bringing his parents back to life would change his whole life. I cared about him a lot more than I cared about my own life. I could never live happily with my parents knowing I had let that boy go on living this way. It actually wasn't that hard of a decision when I weighed our futures out like that but it sure hurt to be so close to having my parents back and then having it ripped away. The second feeling in my hand faded away and disappeared leaving only the first one.

"You won't have to have sex with anymore people to get money, little boy," I said.

"My name's Jonathon by the way," he quickly interrupted.

"Well Jonathon, you'll never have to get sick down there or feel bad again. You can go on living just like you were before," I said with a smile.

Jonathon rubbed the tears away and hugged me harder. Then he said, "I don't necessarily have to not have sex ever again."

He pulled away and smiled at me and I knew what he was suggesting.

"Oh I couldn't…" I started.

"Come on, it's the least I can do for you. It actually feels pretty good to have a penis inside of me. It would feel really good for you too. Have you ever had sex before?" he asked.

That was all it took to convince me to do something so wonderful with this boy that I didn't even know could be done up until now. I answered no and he started taking off his clothes and I quickly told him I'd love to have sex with him. By the time I took off my leather tunic and shirt he was standing there in his white cloth undergarments. He slipped my pants off of me and saw my silk underwear.

"Those are nice," he said, "but I'm sorry, they just have to come off."

He giggled and I smiled as he slowly took them off. I was totally hard by now and he looked at it and said, "That's a pretty nice one you've got there. It looks about six and a half inches [16 cm] long."

"Yeah, thanks," I replied and felt a little embarrassed. "Are you gonna take off your underwear too?"

"It would be kinda hard for us to have sex if I kept them on," he said and giggled.

That was what I liked about boys, their cute little giggles. He had a nice, cute little face too. His body was so skinny though. He must not have had much to eat lately. I was actually going to have real sex with this boy, I couldn't believe it. I thought I was happy pumping penises together with Samuel, but this was amazing. I just realized I could never go back to town and see Samuel again, but I was only going to stay for today anyway. I felt really bad about turning that man to stone too, but he did sort of deserved it. I knew I could fight off the guards easily if I wanted to revisit the town, but I had no real reason to. Jonathon took his underwear off and we both looked at his newly healed penis.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" he exclaimed.

"That's good. I'm so glad I could help you out, Jonathon. You're a really nice boy," I replied.

"Okay, let's get started," he said.

Jonathon gently made me lay down on the ground on my leather tunic and he put his mouth around my penis. He bobbed his head up and down and I moaned. I had never felt anything like that before. After only a few bobs, he slowly took his mouth off my pole and it was all slicked up with thick spit. He smiled at me and crawled onto my chest. He carefully positioned his little buns over my long penis. He lowered himself and smiled as it entered him. He slid all the way down and it felt wonderful on my penis. It was so soft and warm and smooth. I just loved the feeling and I told him so.

"Just wait," he said and started bouncing up and down.

At first he leaned forward as he did it, but then he tilted back and sort of thrusted up and down. He reached his top speed and I moaned and whimpered from the good feeling. My face was scrunched up from the extreme feeling, but I loved it. It looked so strange to have my pole disappearing inside of a place I had never dreamed it could go

"Yeah, it feels really good doesn't it?" he asked and giggled. "It feels pretty good for me too."

I couldn't reply because I was too caught up in the feeling. I soon felt my penis preparing for the big moment. It swelled up and soaked him and he sighed. He stopped right when I started squirting and it felt good to finally shoot the juice inside another person instead of just all over myself. I breathed, relaxed, and smiled and told him how great it felt.

"That… oh wow, that was amazing. Oh my gosh, that was so totally wonderful. I've never felt anything like that. I didn't even know boys could do this together," I said.

"I knew you'd like it. Boys can feel just as good as girls," he said with a smile.

"That sure is true," I answered while I thought to myself, "But you're better than any girl I've seen."

He slid off of me and my penis still stood up in the air.

"Let's go wash up in the water," he said and ran over and jumped in.

I didn't even have to reply. I jumped in right after him and did a big naked cannonball. There was one little thing that I sort of forgot though…

"Ow! That hurt my balls," I said as soon as I came up for air.

Jonathon started giggling his head off until he could barely stay afloat. After the pain diminished I said with a mischievous smile, "Oh so you think that's funny, eh?"

He kept giggling while he held his sides and nodded yes. I splashed him right in the face and he stopped giggling for a moment.

"Oh, now it's on!" he yelled and started laughing again. He splashed me right back. We both laughed and splashed each other. It was so much fun to play around with a young boy like this. The last few days were so different from all others I could remember. I had barely even said more than a few words to young boys I saw around the towns I visited. Now I had just had some serious fun with two different boys. I had seen my first naked boy. I had committed a horrible act of turning a man to stone. I had seen boys' emotions all across the board, especially happiness. I loved it! Jonathon swam up close to me and tackled me forward. I was dunked under the water and came up laughing. His penis brushed up against mine as he tackled me and now it was hard.

"Ooh, now you went and got yourself all excited," I said and I reached forward and took his penis between my fingers. I started rubbing back and forth and he wrapped his arms around my neck. He jumped up and rested his soft butt against my stomach. He barely weighed anything because most of his body was underwater. I got my whole hand into the act now and he smiled at me happily.

"Oh, so you're gonna pump me now? Can you really do it fast enough under water?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, I'm pretty strong. I do use those muscles a lot," I joked and sped up as much as I could. "Is that fast enough for you?"

"Yeah, that'll do just fine," he answered and sighed.

His little chest was so beautiful as it rose and fell when he sighed. It was such a wonderful little sigh full of youthful, boyish pleasure. Jonathon sounded truly happy. I was surprised he could even feel happy after what had all happened to him but now he knew he was going to have his parents back. He continued hanging from my neck as I pumped his five inch [12½ cm] pole.

"So, how old are you, Jonathon?" I asked him.

"Thirteen, how old are you?" he asked.

"I'm fourteen," I answered.

"And what's your name?" he asked.

"I'm Peter," I answered.

"So you're Peter and I'm… about to shoot," he joked and I felt his penis shoot out the warm juice.

I stopped pumping and saw the white blobs dissipate in the water. I laughed at what he had said and he pushed off of me and stood up. He hugged me tight and I kissed his forehead.

"How about I bring your parents back to life now?" I asked.

"Yeah!" he answered excitedly.

We got out, dried off in the sun, and put our clothes back on. While we were doing this, I told him about Samuel and how I was sad that I could never see him again.

"All the people in the town will forgive you if you bring my parents back to life right in front of them," he suggested.

I thought about it for a second and then said, "You know, that's a really good idea! Then they'll know I'm not evil and I won't hurt any more people. Let's quickly run into town before any guards can come after me and I'll resurrect your parents as all the people watch."

"Yeah, many of them know my story so they'll know what's going on," he replied and we started walking back towards town.

We walked swiftly as we got to the unguarded gate. For such a big town, they sure didn't have a lot of guards everywhere. They only had enough to discourage and fight off most monsters and that was about it. None of them stood guard at the gate either. He walked down the main street until people started whispering to each other and staring. Our descriptions must have spread really quickly. I saw the stone form of the man a way down the street and a guard was examining it. I figured that was far enough so I stopped.

"You're going to be alright from now on kid," I said. "You can live your life normally from now on. You don't even have to tell them what you were forced to do to get money."

He gave me a big hug then backed off so I could start. I stood in the middle of the road. A large crowd had gathered in a safe distance around me watching me nervously to see what was going to happen. I felt out the right thing to do. It seemed I needed to start out standing up with my arms straight out in a big T shape. My hands glowed white and I slowly brought them up above my head. I made all my fingertips touch and I brought them down until they were right in front of my face. I stared into the ball sort of shape made by my fingers and watched the glowing ball forming there. I pressed my fingers together really hard until my arms started quivering. This technique took a lot of effort and energy, but so far it was a far cry from healing people; that was truly hard. I felt the need to look to both sides of me and I saw two ghostly forms slowly raise out of the ground. Some people in the crowd screamed as they saw the eerie sight, but I knew they were the spirits of Jonathon's dead parents. My eyes returned to staring at the ball of light between my hands. When the two spirits were standing on each side of me, the ball between my hands split into two glowing balls. I gathered up all the energy I could and I lifted off the ground about a half a foot [15 cm]. As soon as I was confident I could pull it off, I slowly disconnected my fingertips and one ball stayed with each hand. I spread my hands apart about a foot [30 cm] and then quickly crossed my arms so they ended in an X shape. My right hand shot a ball out to my left and my left went to my right. The balls actually exploded in my hands and gigantic blasts of energy shot out in wide beam form. The blast only lasted a second, but pain shot through my whole body as I felt like I was being electrocuted. It was like every nerve in my body felt pain and I screamed out loud in agony. After the blast ended I fell back down to earth with my palms smoking and my body hurting terribly. I was so unprepared for the electrical shock feeling that I just fell over backwards and closed my eyes as I cringed in pain. That was obviously much more energy than could safely run through my young body. My arms lay at my sides and my head was turned to one side. I shuddered and cringed from the horrible pain. A few second later though, I heard the most wonderful thing behind me.

A woman's voice called out, "Jonathon?"

"Mom! Dad!" yelled Jonathon.

I heard Jonathon run up to his parents and I figured he was hugging them. The painful expression left my face and was replaced with a smile. They were all crying and I heard some happy and astonished remarks coming from the crowd. I was finally recovered enough to sit up so I turned around and saw Jonathon embracing a man and woman that looked a lot like him. Yep, they were his parents alright. It was such a beautiful sight, my eyes started to tear up a little too.

"You're finally back! I love you!" cried Jonathon as he held his parents.

"The last thing I remember is getting stabbed by a goblin's sword," his father said.

"Yeah, you were both killed by a mean old goblin but Peter brought you back to life now. It's been over a month since you died and I was so alone and scared," he cried.

"Oh Jonathon," his mom cried and they all hugged even tighter.

I was really trying to hold back my happy tears so I wouldn't cry in front of all the people watching us. I tried to stand up but my muscles were still too messed up from the huge shock and I fell over forward. It really hurt my muscles and I felt really embarrassed with all the people watching me. Jonathon's parents heard me and looked over.

"Are you Peter?" asked his father.

I sat back up and replied, "That's me."

I knew they'd ask me a million questions but I would be glad to answer. I tried standing up again and was successful this time. Then all three of them looked past me at something. I turned around to see what it was and a man yelled, "now!"

I saw a dark blur and before I knew it, two men were roughly grabbing my arms and shoulders, one on each side of me. I was too surprised to react. There were two guards with bows drawn that were pointed right at my chest standing in front of me. I felt the terror of the life threatening situation just like the last time. This time I wasn't completely frozen though. Instinctively I struggled for a few seconds then gave up so they wouldn't fire.

"No, please don't! I don't want to hurt anyone! Please don't shoot me!" I pleaded with them.

I closed my eyes for a second because I couldn't look at the menacing bows any longer and one of the guards yelled, "He's gonna teleport, do it!"

I felt a fifth guard's arm reach around my neck from behind me and I opened my eyes again. There was a cloth rag against my face and I was breathing in some sort of chemical. I coughed and things got sort of blurry. I felt light headed and I closed my eyes hoping I could shake it off. The man brought the rag away and I started getting normal air again. I coughed some more and then asked in a weak voice, "Please… don't… don't kill me. I'm just… a kid."

"Put it back! You didn't hold it there long enough!" yelled one of the archers.

Thinking the rag contained a powerful poison, I figured I had no other choice than to attempt to conjure up some form of defense. I quickly ran small charges down my arms and they exploded in small electrical zaps just powerful enough to make both men let me go and fall over. I noticed a little flaw in my plan though. The archers still had their bows cocked and I just stood there frozen.

"I didn't mean to do that. He was going to poison me, I don't want to die," I pleaded. "Please, don't fire."

Just in case, I put up an invisible magical barrier up in front of me without them noticing it. Both archers fired and the arrows stuck in the barrier, then dropped. The archers panicked, knowing that they were losing but I was even more shocked. Even with a barrier in front of me, I closed my eyes anticipating the arrows pain as they would rip through my chest. My eyes opened and I realized the arrows had been blocked. I quickly took Desolator off my back and they looked really frightened. I threw it on the ground and folded my hands together behind my back to show I was no longer going to use magic, even though I didn't necessarily need my hands.

I whimpered in a terrified voice, "Please, don't hurt me. I don't want to hurt anyone. I'm just a boy."

The guard who previously held the rag came up behind me and grabbed me violently. I just let him without resisting at all. I didn't want to hurt anymore people and I was still scared they were going to kill me if I resisted any more.

"Don't you dare close your eyes and teleport, kid," he yelled.

I was shaking all over and was still crying. I whimpered like a scared puppy and pleaded again, "Please sir, don't hurt me. I didn't mean to turn that man to stone. I never wanted to hurt anyone. I'm so sorry."

He continued holding me extremely tightly as I struggled to get enough breathe to cry. He was crushing my lungs and I felt like I wasn't getting enough air. I coughed and immediately stopped crying so I wouldn't pass out. A few moments later Jonathon ran in front of the guard and me and yelled, "No don't hurt him! He brought my parents back to life! He's not evil!"

"This demon's gonna pay for what he's done," the guard replied and squeezed harder.

I was able to barely slip out, "I'm not a demon. I'm just a boy." Then I was coughing again.

"You're not fooling anyone," he replied. "You're an evil, magic using demon."

"If I was, I would have killed you all by now, but I didn't. I'm just a boy with magical powers and no parents," I answered.

"It's true," added Jonathon. "We just played together and he healed me even though it hurt him. He just woke up in the woods one day and didn't remember anything. He didn't recognize anyone and he just wandered around without any parents. Then he just got the one time power to either finally bring his parents to him so he could live with them again or bring my parents back to life. He chose to bring them back to life, see," he explained and pointed at his parents. A few people in the crowd nodded and he continued, "Let him go!"

"This boy was seen by many witnesses turning that man to stone," he replied and pointed at the statue of the man.

"He was only defending me. He said he can't stand it when kids get hurt," replied Jonathon insistently.

"What are you talking about?" asked the guard.

"That mean man threw me out the door and hit me really hard in the face with his quarter staff. It hurt really badly and Peter got really mad when he saw it. He turned him to stone without thinking just to save me. Then he got scared when the archer held the bow towards him and he teleported us. Then he healed me and we swam around and played and stuff. He's not evil, he's just a nice young boy like me and you better let him go!" exclaimed Jonathon in my defense.

"Is that all true?" the guard asked me.

"Yes sir," I replied with limited air because of his tight hold.

"Did that man really hurt you like that, young man," he asked Jonathon.

"Yes sir, my face hurt really badly and it was even bleeding," he replied.

"Please… I… I can't breathe," I gasped. The guard loosened his grip and I continued, "I… I might be able to turn him back. I'll leave you all forever after that and never come back, I promise. Please, just don't hurt me."

"Well, I guess what we saw was incorrect," the guard said and slowly let me go.

I tried to stand on my own, but I just fell over and coughed and gasped on the ground. After I got up, I held my arm that one of the guards had been a little too rough with. I lowered my head in submission and said in a quiet voice, "I'll try to change him back now and then I'll leave."

I thought he was still a second away from killing me if I made one wrong move. I turned around and started slowly walking towards the statue of the man as the crowd parted and made a path for me. I was sniffling and pouting now that I knew I could never see Jonathon or Samuel again. They were my only friends in the world and now I had to leave them. I wasn't even sure that I knew how to turn a petrified person back to normal. It would probably take a ton of energy because I figured it was like healing him.

When I got up next to the stone figure, I stood between him and the wall of his bar so I could hopefully hold myself up after I tried to turn him back to normal. I closed my eyes and concentrated on what I wanted to do. It felt like I needed to put one hand out towards him. I do so with my right hand and opened my eyes to see what I was doing. My arm was aimed right at him and a glowing orb formed at my elbow and I quickly shot it out at him. As soon as it reached my hand though, something felt wrong and it exploded in my hand with a large force. My body flew backwards and I hit violently into the wall of the bar. It knocked the wind out of my tired, injured body and I gasped for breath again. People in the crowd, mostly women, cried out when they saw what happened to me. My back instantly hurt a lot. I staggered forward as I saw spots in front of my eyes. My body was telling me to fall over and go to sleep to rest and recover, but I couldn't. I told them I was going to turn him back to normal and I still had one good arm left.

I reached out my left arm which still hurt from the guard grabbing it too hard and let the orb form at my elbow again. This time though, I went really slowly. The ball wasn't supposed to be catapulted; it was supposed to gently soak into him. The ball left my hand this time because I went much more slowly. It took a lot of control and energy and I was pretty tired. As soon as the ball entered him, I felt all my energy draining. I didn't have a choice about it; it was the magic taking energy from me to complete the process. I really hated the feeling of passing out and I had done it enough times in the last two days, but it was going to happen again. I had sure been using some tough magic lately. As soon as the draining stopped, I caught a quick glimpse of the stone turning to skin again before I closed my eyes. I was asleep before I hit the ground and the impact certainly didn't wake me. I was totally wiped. There was no energy left to do anything but breathe and sleep.

I slept peacefully until I woke up after what seemed like a long time. When I finally opened my eyes, I found I was lying in a bed in some building somewhere. A guard yelled out the door that I was awake. An official looking man who might be the mayor of the town stepped in along with two more guards and one wizard. Apparently they had really beefed up security in case I tried something. Immediately, I felt really scared and in danger. I knew they were going to interrogate me about everything and anything now that they had held me captive. They might even be planning to get rid of me once and for all so I wouldn't hurt anyone again. My plan was to walk out of town and never come back as promised, but that wasn't going to happen now. As soon as I saw the men entering the room I half sighed, half groaned and closed my eyes. I didn't want to be there; I just wanted to leave all of it behind me.

"Come on, Peter," someone said. I opened my eyes and looked pretty unhappy.

I hid my fear of them and what they might do and said in a pathetic voice without making eye contact with anyone, "I'll leave you all now. I don't want anyone to be scared of me anymore and I don't want to hurt anyone again."

I started to get out of bed as a tear ran down my face.

"Hold on, Peter," said the official looking man.

Now it was confirmed, they weren't just going to let me leave. I stopped getting out of bed and then felt pain shoot down my arm and back.

"Ow! Oh, my back. Ow, and my arm," I groaned and covered my face as I cried.

"Aw, you poor kid," said the official. He reached out and put an arm on my shoulder gently. "Don't cry, we're not going to hurt you."

I certainly didn't expect that. I felt a little relieved, but I still wanted to get out of the situation. They couldn't be trusted completely just yet. Two of them had tried to kill me with arrows earlier and one with poison. I felt nervous as that moment replayed in my head. With all the guards and now a wizard in the room, I was pretty scared. For all I knew, they were going to jump me any second and suffocate me with chemicals or shoot me with an arrow. My energy was back to normal now and I could blast the whole building apart if I wanted but I really didn't want to hurt anyone. I opened my eyes and trembled from the fright of all the people staring at me with weapons at their sides and back.

I breathed rapidly and said, "Don't hurt me. You're all going to sneak up on me and poison me or shoot me, I know it. You can't trick me!" I looked back and forth rapidly now to test my theory that the man was only calming me so a guard could come up behind me and kill me. I looked from face to face and was absolutely terrified. I breathed quickly and shut my eyes in fear. I couldn't believe I hadn't teleported yet, but I knew it wouldn't take much more.

"Calm down, calm down. Nobody's going to sneak up on you and kill you, Peter. Jonathon told us your whole story and we know you aren't a dangerous demon or anything."

I kept my eyes closed as I cowered back in fear. The slight move hurt my back and I screamed out in pain. All those scary men had surrounded me. Who knew what they were planning. Surely, they weren't going to just let me leave. I was injured and this was their perfect opportunity to kill me.

I begged anyway between sobs, "Please… just let me go. I promise I'll never come back. Don't kill me, please. I don't want to die before I find my parents. Oh, my back hurts so bad… just stay away from me!"

The man took his hand off my shoulder and I heard some of the guards mutter things like "poor little guy" and "Awww, he's terrified." I was starting to believe them, but I knew they were tricky.

"Don't move, you'll hurt yourself more," said the official man.

"You're gonna hurt me!" I yelled back. "You're just trying to get me to let my guard down. Then you'll sneak up on me and poison me again."

Then I heard two sets of light footsteps come running into the room. They stopped and I heard one young voice yell, "Peter!"

"Samuel?" I asked and turned to see if it was really him. Sure enough, Jonathon and Samuel were both there. Their beautiful faces cheered me up quite a bit, but I still didn't trust anyone in the room. Maybe the men were really telling the truth and weren't going to hurt me, though.

"They aren't going to hurt you, Peter. We told them everything," said Samuel.

Jonathon just ran over and hugged me until I screamed from my back pain and he quickly backed off and apologized several times. I was starting to believe them though because they never would have let two little boys in to see me get killed… or would they?

"That's okay, I can heal myself," I said.

I quickly put up a translucent barrier close around the bed and me and looked around to make sure I was protected completely. I pulled the cover and sheets off and saw that I didn't have my leather armor on anymore. It was just me and my cloth shirt and pants. Where was Desolator? They took my armor and weapon! They did want to hurt me! Right now, I couldn't worry about that though. As soon as I raised the barrier, the wizard put his hand up as if he was preparing a spell right back at me. I started to doubt again that they weren't going to hurt me. I just rested my hand on my chest for now and concentrated. It was always a lot easier to heal myself because I always knew exactly when I was done and the beam didn't have to travel through the air at all. I healed my back through my abdomen and then my arm. I was a little winded for a few moments then I was back to normal. Nobody said anything so I got out of the bed and shifted the barrier a little.

"You say you're not going to hurt me, but you take my armor off," I started in a voice that was shaky and emotionally hurt, but still a little angry. "Maybe you told Jonathon and Samuel what to say. Maybe you're just waiting for the right moment to strike." I was shaking like a cornered animal as I looked from face to face showing clearly my distrust for all of them. I knew how scared I looked, but I still tried to sound tough as I said, "I saw the wizard getting ready to blast me as soon as I cast the barrier spell." Jonathon and Samuel were staring at me in amazement as I stood inside the barrier bubble. "I bet you'd love to get rid of someone with magical powers like mine." My eyes were still jumping from person to person. "I just want to leave and I'm gonna do it one way or another. Just please let me go. You'll never see me again, I promise."

Then I felt what I dreaded was happening. I panicked as I breathed in my own breath inside the small bubble. I was running out of good air. They saw me breathing faster and faster and knew what was going on. I finally couldn't take it anymore and I dropped the barrier and took some deep breathes. Then I panicked and watched each man carefully as my eyes kept jumping between them at least once a second. I didn't have any more defenses to protect me so I quickly conjured up two small fireballs, one in each hand. I held them in my hands and backed up until I was against the wall behind me. They couldn't sneak up behind me now, but that wizard might be able to get a blast in before I could stop it somehow. The guards looked a little frightened, but didn't ready their weapons. If they did, I probably would have blasted a quick wave that would knock everyone over and run away as fast as possible. I held the fireballs in front of my chest slightly and noticed how much my arms were shaking. They had to be moving whole inches in random directions, but I tried to keep concentrating. I was so frightened about what was going to happen to me. My eyes naturally kept scanning each of them to make sure none were making a move. There were so many of them though, I was so scared. It would get really ugly for all of us if they all attacked. The boys were too shocked to say anything as it was.

"We aren't going to hurt you. Don't you think we would have done so while you were sleeping if we did?" asked the official looking man.

"Your archers shot directly at me. They didn't know I put a barrier up. They were trying to kill me. I can't trust any of you," I replied and continued shaking in fear. "Just please… please… j…just give me b…back my… my armor and… and… let m… me leave, " I stuttered in absolute fright. I was sweating buckets now and just wanted to get away from those tricky people.

I continued to tremor as the man said, "I absolutely promise, we aren't going to hurt you."

All I could do was shake my head and say, "I don't trust you."

"Go get his weapon," ordered the man.

A guard left and returned quickly with Desolator. The man took it and started walking towards me. I extinguished the fireballs, but formed a powerful electrical ball in my left hand. I made sure he saw it pointed right at him so he wouldn't try anything.

He was only about two feet [60 cm] away when he stopped and said calmly, "You're not in any trouble. We don't have any reason to hurt you. We're very sorry about before with the archers and the cloth with the knock out chemical. It wasn't poison though. We thought you were a demon that was going to turn another person to stone. These nice little boys told us exactly what really happened. It was very kind of you to pay for that boy so he could stay with you at the Phoenix Inn. It was absolutely amazing of you to bring back Jonathon's parents for him instead of bringing your own parents back. We understand why you turned that man to stone and he's in jail right now."

I started to trust him a little and relax, but then I realized it might just be a trap. If I let my guard down for a second, he could cut my head off with my own weapon. He saw me staring at the blade of the weapon and turned the weapon around slowly to hand it to me with the bladed end pointed at him.

I took it into my hand after missing it once from all my shaking and he continued, "I can see why you're scared. We're so sorry about what we did before and we all feel horrible about it now that we know you're just a little boy. You can leave if you want now."

I didn't know if I believed him or not so I just started sidestepping slowly keeping my eyes on each guard and my back to the wall. When I was about half the distance to the door, Jonathon finally spoke up and said, "Don't you want to meet my parents and stay with us for a while?"

I stopped and looked over at him and Samuel added, "We never got to play together with my friends."

That really made me feel bad. I knew what he was really hinting at and really wanted to stay. It took such rare circumstances to get both these boys to want to be naked with me anytime we were alone. I could try out Samuel's butt and maybe even some of his friends. Being naked with a bunch of other boys was my absolute dream for all my life that I could remember. I couldn't just leave all that behind! I loved young boys more than anything in the whole world. These men, though, could possibly sneak up on me and kill me any time. They all promised sincerely that they held nothing against me and wouldn't try to stop me from going on living however I wanted. I started to doubt that it was all a big plot to get me to drop my guard. Someone had to have carried me to that bed so I could recover. I had my weapon and a clear path to the door too.

After all that quick thinking I asked the man, "So one of you carried me to the bed just so I could recover, not so you could interrogate me or stop me once and for all once I woke up?"

"Of course. A guard brought you here so you could rest. Jonathon and Samuel and several witnesses told us your background and what you all did. You're a very responsible young man and you can be trusted with your powers. We would never kill a young boy just because he was too powerful anyway. Even if we had the ability to take your powers away from you, we wouldn't. You've had such a hard time without any parents, you deserve them," the man explained.

"I was actually doing pretty well for myself. I did miss having parents I guess. I don't even remember one single thing about them," I corrected him and started to feel sad. "I just wish I could live with them again. I just wander around from town to town without any real purpose. I know I wouldn't even recognize them if I saw them so I know I'll never see them again."

I really didn't know why I was telling them all that. I started crying heavily now and walked over and sat back down on the bed and wiped my eyes off. Jonathon and Samuel both ran over and joined me. They hugged me and tried to comfort me. I totally forgot about the guards and people who were probably not going to hurt me. I cried and cried until the man finally broke in saying, "I know it's no substitute for your parents, but it seems you've made some friends here."

I interrupted saying, "They're the only friends I can ever remember having."

I noticed that some of the guards and the wizard were wiping tears out of their eyes now. "Well anyway… you can stay here as long as you want. Most people in this town are really nice. We'll treat you just like you're our own son."

I really cried hard now after he said that. I laid Desolator on the bed behind me so I wouldn't accidentally injure anyone with it. I finally said, "It won't be the same, I just want my parents." I cried inconsolably now as did everyone else in the room. I had never felt this bad about not being able to see my parents that I knew I loved a lot even if I couldn't remember a thing about them. Everyone in the room felt so bad for me, but there was nothing anyone could do. I started reconsidering my decision to bring back Jonathon's parents instead then silently yelled at myself to stop thinking like that. I felt so terrible now, but how sad would Jonathon be if I had taken the selfish way out? Me wanting parents, him wanting his… it was all just too much for me. I just wanted it all to go away. I would regret and second guess my decision for a long time, I just knew it. He was happy now, but I felt terrible. I could have been happy, but then he would have to go on living without parents and we would both be sad.

I blurted out, "I couldn't live knowing I had selfishly brought my parents to me and left Jonathon alone, but I can't believe I was so close. That was my only chance to ever see my parents again, but now it's gone. There was no happy ending either way. I'm never going to see my parents again."

I thought I would never stop crying now and everyone else seemed the same way. Even the big tough guards could feel how bad I felt and were crying along with me. The boys were crying too.

"You're right, Peter," cried Jonathon. "I've got parents now, but I feel so bad for you. You could have had parents instead, but then you'd feel bad for me. That power was a terrible one."

"I wish I had never been given it. We actually would have both been better off," I said.

Jonathon nodded and everyone wept and felt miserable. I never wanted to get up again. There was no point. I could never feel happy again. I had no parents and traveling around and doing whatever I wanted was no longer a sufficient replacement. Then, all of a sudden, one of the guards gasped. I looked up and saw his tears floating off his eyes and hands. Soon, everyone's tears did the same. They all floated towards me and I had no idea what was going on. They landed in my open hands and then disappeared. All the tears in the room came off of everyone's faces and flew into my hands, then disappeared. My hands remained open in front of me and I was too confused and shocked to draw them back. When everyone stopped crying after seeing the strange sight, the trail of tears stopped and I examined my hands. Nothing seemed to have happened.

"What was that?" asked the man.

"I have no idea," I replied, not really caring about it or anything else.

"Well Peter, you can come live with us. How about that?" asked Jonathon. "We're going to live here in this town and you can live with us if you want."

I was too depressed and hopeless to deny his offer and I had nothing else I could do so I silently agreed and started to get up. The boys did too and Jonathon hugged me. Samuel joined in and I felt a bit better. I did have these guys at least, just no parents. It would take a long, long time but I might get over it. I sure didn't feel like I ever would at the time though.

After we finally broke off the warm hug, I took one step, then stopped. My hands felt really weird. I stopped and looked down at them, but saw nothing. I felt a static tingling sensation that felt familiar. I had felt it before somewhere.

"My hands… Oh my gosh," I whispered out loud.

"What is it Peter? What happened to your hands?" asked Samuel.

"My… my… I… I can…" I stuttered as I made sure I was right.

"What's wrong?" he asked again.

"My parents… I can… my hands… oh my gosh," I continued.

They both looked up at me, ready to console me again after I mentioned my parents, but then they saw me smile and looked confounded.

"I can't believe it… I can… I can…" I stuttered again.

I was so excited and everyone looked at me like I was crazy. I jumped up and down as I cried with happiness. I turned around and did a mid air summersault then flash blasted the door to the room off the hinges. I ran out into the street as happy tears ran down my face for once. Everyone filed out after me as I ran at top speed into the street. I stood there and the few people that were in the street backed away from me. They all probably figured that I had just woken up was about to get my revenge on the guards for what they had done but I didn't care. I stopped in the middle of the street and I heard Jonathon yell, "What are you doing?!"

I totally ignored him and everything else and piled loads of power into my hands. They started to glow and I clenched my closed fists together. The energy skyrocketed to what I'm sure was way more energy than was necessary. My point was proven when I started floating a few inches off the ground. That was always a symptom of using way too much energy. I didn't care because I was just too excited. While I was floating there I heard Jonathon yell, "He's gonna bring his parents back!"

I turned around and saw everyone's faces beaming with joy for me. I quickly yelled above the wind flowing around me, "The power… it came back… I can do it now too!"

And with that, I supercharged my hands then pulled them apart. They both glowed a brightness that no wizard could achieve and I lunged my arms downward at the ground. The two balls of immense energy hit the ground at high speeds and turned into two gigantic pillars, one on each side of me, and shot up into the sky. They went up so high that I couldn't see their end and then they started coming back down at insane speeds. I sure did pour a lot of energy into that spell because it was happening really quickly. The beams landed back down and seemed to carry two large glowing balls on their way down. The beams dissipated, but the glowing balls remained. I looked back and forth in joyful awe and watched as the glowing orbs started to dim. All of a sudden, they both shot short beams into my head for a split second but I didn't feel a thing. The balls dimmed completely and left a man standing to my left and a woman standing to my right. I actually recognized them! They were my parents! They looked around, confused, and seemed like they had no idea what was going on. I looked back and forth a few more times and soaked in the looks of both of them. I actually know who these people were, they were my parents!

"MOM! DAD!" I yelled so loudly, my high voice echoed throughout town.

They both looked towards me, the little boy standing between them, and they looked as ecstatic as I was.

"PETER!" they both yelled in unison. They bent down and hugged me and I cried into my mother's shoulder. I kissed both of them on the cheek and they squeezed me tight. A bunch of memories of the rest of my life before I woke up in the woods suddenly flooded into my conscious mind. I lived on a farm really far from here in the woods. We were really poor and I had to help out on the farm. I was still a happy little boy and loved my life and my parents no matter what the circumstances were. One day I heard from a traveling adventurer that he was looking for a magical well that could give him magical powers. I was so excited about the idea that I searched the entire woods around our farm. I finally found the well after a few days and it activated when I came near it. It sucked me in and gave me magic powers, then disappeared. Unfortunately, it was too much for a young boy like me so a side effect was that it also erased my memory. The same mildly intelligent entity that lived in the well had given me the power to bring Jonathon's parents back to life knowing the whole time that if I went that way, it would let me use both powers. I figured that if I had taken the selfish way out, I would have only been allowed to use the power that one time. I was indescribably ecstatic to finally have my parents back.

"Mom, dad!" I screamed again as I cried.

"Peter, how did we get here? What are you doing here?" my mom asked as she cried too.

"I teleported you here. I… I… I'll tell you later," I said excitedly. "I finally have you back. I was so lonely and scared. I love you both so much. I… I didn't even remember what you looked like. I couldn't remember anything, but now I do!"

"Where were you all this time? What happened to you that day?" my dad asked while he too cried.

I decided to finally explain it to them. I told them about the well and what I just remembered about it. I told them everything about how I had been wandering around from town to town not knowing what to do. I told them how scared I was and how I realized I could use magic. I traveled around killing monsters and taking their stuff and selling it. I told them how I had almost gotten used to just adventuring like this, but I missed being able to talk to people and have friends and tell others how I was feeling or even just talk to other people.

"I didn't remember anything about either of you, but I missed you anyway. I would have given anything to be with you again, but now I finally have you back again," I finished and started sobbing again.

"We missed you so much. We searched all over for you and we never gave up, even after all this time. It's been about… hmm… about two and a half months now I guess. We didn't take care of the farm at all while we looked for you. We were about to give up and start growing a crop again or we'd go broke and now… now we've got you back," my dad said and then broke up at the end and gave me a big hug.

Jonathon and his parents and Samuel were standing near us and I smiled at them. They smiled back and most of them rubbed away tears.

I was so happy, I just screamed out loud up in the air, "I've finally got my parents back!"

We all hugged and finally stopped crying. I think I was running out of tears anyway. Many people in the crowd didn't know what was exactly going on, but they knew that a little boy had gotten his parents back and he was happier than any other boy they had ever seen. My dad picked me up as I hung around his neck lovingly and we all walked back into the house. On the way in, I got a whole bunch of smiles from people in the crowd and I beamed back at them. There was no better feeling there could be than going from being so depressed that I'd never see my parents again to having them come back by nothing short of a miracle. Me blowing the door off in my hurry to exit the building didn't even come close to showing how excited and happy I was. That long range teleportation ability was definitely the best magical power I had ever used.

Once we got inside, I told my mom and dad over and over how much I loved them and missed them. Everyone congratulated me on how lucky I was. I quickly and politely apologized to the mayor and guards for threatening to kill them and they apologized for trying to kill me and making me so scared. Everyone asked questions about everything and we all talked. After about an hour or two, everyone was all caught up on everything. Every last detail about everything was shared. Well, everything but the little secret I kept with the boys. We smiled at each other mischievously every time we or the adults made a reference to having fun with each other. Both boys sat close to me and my parents wouldn't let go of me the whole time. I couldn't get enough of their wonderful embraces that I had needed so badly for the last two and a half months. It was a tough time in my life, but I had just kept lying to myself thinking that being able to go anywhere and do anything made up for it. I needed parents; I was just a little boy. A fourteen year old boy can't live without parents. A little older and I would have been able to feel fine on my own, but I was still at the stage of growing up where I would cower in fear when a bow was pointed at me and beg for my life. I felt sort of bad for having acted so scared, but I knew I was just a little boy. Being scared was still part of my life for now. Years later, I would go up against any opponent and never cower in fear. I would rather go fight with energy blasting, grand shaking, fireballs flying, and electricity crackling than take my chances by begging for my life like a pathetic animal. For now though, I wanted to avoid danger and snuggle up with my parents and hug and kiss them. I would also snuggle up with any willing young boy so we could feel really good together. For now, I was just a loving little boy who just wanted to have fun and feel good and safe. I was kidding myself if I thought I was completely ready to take on the whole dangerous world alone after having my parents torn away from me.

"So, what do we do now?" my dad finally asked me.

"Can we live here from now on?" I asked. "The only friends I've ever had are here."

Now I knew that that was absolutely true. We lived on a farm pretty far away from any other people. My parents were my whole life and I didn't have any friends at all. There was just a rotting farm to leave behind and that was all. I still had a good amount of money in gold and silver coins and I could easily get us started on food and rent.

"Hey, I've got an idea. Peter, if you and your parents stay here, you'll always fight off anything that attacks the town, right?" asked the official looking man.

"You bet I will. By the way, I'm not usually a coward. I can fight off anything in the entire world. I knew I could never hurt a guard or I'd feel really bad later, but I still thought you would kill me. I seriously could have blasted this whole building apart in a second if I wanted. I could have blown up the whole town easily if I really wanted to. I'm a lot more powerful than I showed," I boastfully but truthfully answered then added. "Um… you're not going to um… hurt me now are you? I promise I won't use my powers against people ever."

"No, of course not; the more powerful, the better. Well then as the mayor of this town, I can hire you as a private defending wizard. Your payment will be as much as any normal job and one new house will be your signing bonus. What do you say?" he asked and smiled.

I looked at my parents and they nodded and replied, "I would be happy to put my powers to good use. That's a very generous offer, sir. I accept."

The mayor walked me, my parents, Jonathon and his parents, and Samuel to a new house that had been built and was awaiting sale. He took the "for sale" sign off and we walked inside. It was at least twice as big as our old farm house. My parents commented on how much they loved it. There was a kitchen area, a sitting room, a bedroom for my parents, and my own bedroom too. I was so happy. I pulled the sack of money off of my belt and opened it up completely. I dumped out all the coins on the one table and sat down in one of the two chairs. I had eight gold coins and twenty silvers plus a few coppers. It might be enough to buy a bit of furniture for the almost completely unfurnished house. I didn't really know how much furniture cost at all.

"Whoa, that's a lot of money, Peter," my dad said.

"Yeah… I uh…" I started and then looked over at Jonathon's parents. "I killed a goblin in a cave and found a big sapphire on him. Yeah… it was yours. I found that out later. I sold it for a bunch of money to a shopkeeper here in town. Then I bought my awesome custom made dai katana that I named Desolator and a room at the Phoenix Inn for me and Samuel. This is what I've got left. I'm really sorry for selling the sapphire that rightfully belonged to you. I wish I would have known."

"Oh that's quite alright, young man," answered Jonathon's father. "That sapphire doesn't mean much compared to being alive again and being able to live with our son again."

I thanked him and then thought up a great idea. "Hey mister mayor sir, are there any really rich shopkeepers around here that are really big weapons dealers? I mean really super rich like they'll buy a ton of stuff so they can resell it at a higher price."

"In Kensington about a mile and a half [2½ km] to the north, there's the biggest weapons store in the whole area. They'll buy and sell any weapons," he answered.

"Can I um… please borrow some… money from you sir?" I asked him, feeling sort of embarrassed.

"Sure, what exactly were you planning on buying?" he asked.

"I'd like to buy a whole bunch of weapons from the nice man that sold me my dai katana. I know how to enchant weapons permanently really well. I'll buy some and enchant them and then I can go sell them in Kensington for a huge profit. Not many people can enchant weapons like I can so I know I can get a bunch of money for them," I answered then realized my mistake and added, "I mean, we. I'm so used to being alone, but now I've got my parents back."

I gave them both a big warm hug after I said it.

"I could borrow you some money," said the mayor.

He got out his large pouch of gold coins and gave me fifty gold coins. That would be plenty to buy some weapons for enchanting. I thanked him for his generous loan and put the coins in my pouch. After talking about a whole bunch more things, we decided that Jonathon and his parents could stay with us tonight. They had a ton of money on them because they were traveling to another town to move there when they got killed. They sold most of their stuff for money and they came back to life with the money still on them. They had a bunch of platinum coins that were worth ten gold coins so they could go shopping and find a house to move into tomorrow. For tonight though, they would stay with us. It was so great that Jonathon would be able to live in this town now and we could be friends. Everyone else left and it was just our two families. I picked out my room and suggested that Jonathon and I sleep there that night. Jonathon's parents would sleep in the sitting room and my parents would get their room.

It was around supper time after everyone left. It ended up that I had slept, to my surprise, overnight and until about noon that day. I thought it was only a few hours later than the time I had passed out, not an entire day later. Jonathon and his parents had stayed over at the Phoenix Inn overnight. I asked him if he liked it and he said he loved it. Samuel told us to meet him where his friends always met the next day if we could. I knew things were going to go really well from now on. I couldn't wait to see what would unfold the next day.

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