Kedon's room, Ye Olde Raven Inn, Elderbloom, Unknown World...
No sooner had the door closed, Kallengar had taken notice of his valiant ranger as he once more discarded his attire and set aside his weapons until he stood naked and rippled with muscle before the very lustful eyes of the young male elf with long white locks now draped at his shoulders his thin golden pale frame in contrast to how lovely he'd looked with his thin angular cheeks and deep colorful eyes. Kedon approached him slowly noting the way his lean body had been presented to him above the covers as his small elvish cock began to rouse like a thumb sticking up before his dark gaze as the ranger smirked and ran a rough calloused hand along the lovely pale flesh. A hiss escaped the pursed pale lips of the waiting Kallengar as Kedon towered above him in bed their cocks now touching as the male elf sought to please his new master in the worst way and Kedon being as aroused as ever knowing what he had been looking forward to since his return from killing the troll.
Kedon's favorite feature so far on Kallengar had been his rather oddly girlish hips as he gripped them by way of his massive hands and pulled him nearly up off the bed as he maneuvered between the younger elven lad's thighs. The contrast of their mutually naked bodies had been quite impressive with Kallengar's lean golden pale body exposed and pressed against the slightly tanned brute with massive muscular features. Kallengar's face was smooth like his golden pale ass that Kedon gripped as he saw his way to pressing his harsh lips into the pale ones of his newly acquired elven lover.
Softly, slowly, The Ranger kissed along Kallenger's scarred golden pale flesh seemingly in awe of the way his smaller chest and tight belly looked in comparison to his own. The young elven lad was quite underweight even for being one of his kind and decidedly malnourished from ill-treatment, but he was an adorable sight being amid the crumpled sheets and tossed about pillows. They had not spoken the same language, well the elf Kallengar gave no indication that he would communicate in the mortal tongue of his captives, but he seemed to understand Kedon without a word as he whimpered at the sensation of the older human man's rough calloused touch stroking his highly aroused and boyish looking cock as he softly moaned in the wake of feeling it gripped by the hand that mastered the impressive art of combat by way of the bow sitting in the corner of the room.
Kedon smirked as he continued to toy with the young elven lad loving his pure response to his inquisitive journey pertaining to his lovely elven anatomy. It puzzled the ranger as to why the young elf had been so beautiful and yet so mistreated as he set about kissing every visible scar both his keen eyes and pressing lips could find promoting Kallengar to moan once more in the wake of feeling something other than pain as a memory of what he had endured when bound to the will of the merchant.
No one had known of it to look at him, but he was once the youngest son of a very wise elven general. Tumbris Kallengar had been the name given to him at the moment of his birth and as a result, he'd been as such since that time. One afternoon while hunting amid the golden Karabuk of the Brindlewood forest, a then child Tumbris had been kidnapped by way of bandits and slavers due to his lovely features and mistaken for a female elf which fetched better prices when sold to vile men for the purpose of sexual pleasure.
Little Tumbris had only been a child then, and not at all a girl...not fully anyway so he'd been pawned off on the rotund merchant ever since to pay off a tab and keep ill will from causing the death of one of the slavers. It was the merchant who had raised him from childhood to his teen years and given how odd humans aged, Tumbris had been about sixteen when Kedon had entered his Inn and promptly taken an interest in him while the rotund merchant had been beating him for his lack of social graces among the female elves and male human clients that opted for him to suck their numerous heinous cocks.
Before the Ranger had taken an interest in him, his rotund former master had been of the mind to bind him via stalks and allowed the menfolk drinking at the Inn to invade his puckered anus with their unsavory cocks as punishment for being clumsy and drawing the attention of The Ranger to them. He had been repeatedly violated by many menfolk before the last had his fill and he remained bruised and sore while their various volumes of release dripped from his shapely golden pale arse and pain had been rampant. They had all done their best to make it hurt, taking their frustrations out on his poor arse one way or another and giving no quarter to compassion in the wake of what their vile hearts desired and their sickly lust-driven cocks demanded from him.
Tumbris moaned as Kedon's mouth ventured toward his smooth thin belly and he felt the brute licking at his soft golden pale flesh and sniffing his earthly scent as if his life depended upon it. Kedon's keen nose had been well aware of the white-haired elven boy's secret even if the owner had not been. He pulled the lad into his chosen room and found he'd been right to suspect the scent had been due to his female parts and as a result, took him without a word against a wall once they'd been alone laying claim to him the way no other man had done so in all the years of him being passed back n forth for their sickly menfolk pleasures.
The lone ranger had been brutal when it came to his brand of rutting and it had hurt considerably to have him shove his abnormally large appendage inside the hidden sex that had been untouched for as long as Tumbris could remember. He'd been shocked to note that this human had the gall to take him at his will pounding his lean body along the wall and filling him without care once he'd had his fill. Tumbris had hated him at first, figuring he'd been no better than the other humans that used his young body for sex. Sadly, he had been mistaken as Kedon had not planned to let him go not for all the Solaires in the world as he once more invaded him again and again driven by an apparent obsession to lay claim to his untouched womb.
He became violent when he noted the numerous scars that lined the young elven boy's body and fought a good deal of patrons and the merchant himself due to them. He'd been drunk and enraged and the only one to calm him that night had been the white-haired elven lad who had taken him up to his room and rode his cock for another few hours until the ladies were also sent to appease him and his insatiable appetite.
At the present moment, Kedon had found himself still exploring the elven lad's body relishing in the fact that he'd taken him from the rotund merchant that left a good deal of scars on him inside and out, while he leaned down capturing the trembling young elven lad's lips in a heated kiss. There was to be no more interruption as Kedon's abnormally lengthy cock once more impaled the young elven lad's depths laying claim to him once again before all of the noise from the Inn seemed to fall away.