~ Growing Up ~

I don't know what Kindel told Radam, but it must have been good, because he said, "good boys" afterward.

It's odd, Kindel, for all his kindness last night, barely acknowledged our existence this morning. Just a nod as we walked by, but then Radam and Kaust barely got a "'mornin" either, so I guess that's just his way. Still, for the third man I'd ever had sex with, it felt funny.

When we pulled out, Kindel was outright yelling at the blacksmith, who was returning the favor in kind. There was a lot of "now" and "impossible" and some obscene language. Well, some of it I just guessed was obscene. I'm pretty sure it was not in Imperial.

Radam yelled to him, "See you at Market", to which he got an gesture that I don't believe one of my station should repeat.

Ever.

The next week was the same routine. Yea, I know, I'm saying that about several hours of sex every evening. The truth of it is a lot of that was frustration. Most of the time we were not allowed to cum until the end of the evening, unless it was important for something he was trying to show.

Yea, there are things that require cum to demonstrate.

It could not have been all that much easier on Kaust honestly, he didn't often get off until we were done either.

I guess the nightly 'test' was nice, though. We took all we had learned from the nights before, and saw how good we could make him feel, before being allowed to get each other off.

I was a lot more fit by the end of it, too. Who would have thought this could be hard work?

One incident stands out to me, though. A day or two after stopping at the Tavern my brother finally popped. You know, I don't even remember what did it, nor exactly what he said... though, I suspect that some of the words must have been out of Kindel's rantings.

The moment he ran out of breath, his eyes got wide, and he covered his muzzle with both paws. I suspect I looked the same when it was my turn. I'm honestly surprised that he lasted this long.

The memorable part about it, though, was that after Kaust sighed and turns around to look for that crop which his father had left somewhere, I whispered to him "switch." Meaning, switch places, which we had often done when he got in trouble.

He looked at me and said, "no." He had never turned down that offer before. There was something in his eyes... well, I guess we had both changed by then. He took his punishment about as well as I did. That is to say, he was crying by the time Kaust was done with him.

When Kaust walked off and let me comfort him, I could see the wolf trying to keep a stern face, but he didn't look happy about it. I wonder if he looked like that when gave me my first beating.

At the time I was just worried about my brother, but later, I realized I was proud of him, too.

I guess we were growing up, a little faster than we wanted to.

But then, we didn't have much time.