Fantasy

Century

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Saint is a 100 year old elf who must complete a coming of age ceremony. He must make all of the male members of the clan cum.

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

"Come with me, my lord," the old man said, his voice cracked. "I need not ask you twice."

The young n swallowed hard, his heart in his mouth as he followed the man through the forest.The air was thick with the scent of pine and the man's sweat, and the ache in his chest was becoming more and more intense. The Lord' stopped under a tree, his back against the trunk as he pulled his cloak over his shoulders. From his cloak sprouted a long, thick erection jutting out from his hip.The old man reached down and stroked it gently, his hand lingering on the head.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" he murmured as he looked up at the stars and breathed in deeply. "So full of life."

A bead of sweat dripped from his chin and landed on his breastbone, making him shiver despite the warmth of the night.The old man reached up and wiped it away with his sleeve, then pulled his cloak tight over his shoulders again. The erection was now visible through his trousers, straining against the fabric like a willow-wand in a gale. His hips swayed from side to side as he pressed his pelvis against the ground, and a stream of precum dripped from his tip.The man was becoming more and more excited as his pelvis slammed against the ground, and his erection pushed against his pants. His breath was coming in"Beautiful," he said again, his voice cracking as he looked down at his hands. "So full of life."

He cupped his hands under the water and washed them in the stream, careful not to spill his ale. When he returned to the clearing, the old man was nowhere to be seen. Disappointing. But not surprising.The old man had been doing this for years, pulling the cloaks over the younger men's shoulders so they could not see their erections. Some took offense, but most did not. It was a test of courage, and most of them passed. Only the weak minded let their pride get in the way of their pleasure.

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