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Tales of the Dungeon Master
Campaign: The Warlock of the Northern Wood
Kevin leans over the kitchen table and surveys three youthful faces sitting opposite him. The lights flicker briefly as a gust of wind buffets the house, sending a whirlwind of snowflakes across the backyard. Despite the disturbance, the boys' eyes are glued on the Dungeon Master's face.
"The antechamber is a cylindrical room adorned with frayed banners of red and gold on either side of a large oaken door that seems too large for the ordinary man. A single window casts a pale beam of light into the room, highlighting particles of dust wafting through the air. There are a pair of worn wooden benches covered with dust and cobwebs. The wooden floor creaks with each step you take. You notice some footprints in the dust. Everyone give me a wisdom perception check."
Billy lets his dice tumble to the table, "Twelve."
Alex rolls his dice and sighs as he glances down at them, "Nine."
"Don't forget to add your modifier," Kevin reminds him.
"Oh, right! Thirteen!"
Nick's dice skitter across the table, clinking against his glass of eggnog. He performs the math on his fingers, poking at the air as if an invisible calculator floated before him, "Fourteen plus three, that's seventeen!"
Kevin turns to Billy and Michael, "You both see the footprints but notice nothing out of the ordinary." He turns to Nick, "However, you notice something odd. The footprints seem to only lead to the door. No footprints are leading back out."
"Oh, oh," Nick says. "Guys, I think this might be a trap. People go inside, and they don't seem to be coming back out."
Billy scratches his chin, stealing a glance at Alex, "What do you think?"
Alex looks up at the Dungeon Master, "I'd like to check the door for traps."
Kevin nods, "Of course, give me another wisdom perception roll."
"Fourteen!" Alex stands up and pantomimes checking the door for traps. Kevin silently admired Alex's low-hanging jeans that revealed the waistband of his tighty-whities. He noticed Billy began wearing his jeans low not long after Alex had joined their group. He certainly relished getting a glimpse of the boys' creamy thighs but tried not to dwell on the thought, lest his interest become manifest to the boys.
"You find no traps around the door. It is safe to open."
"I'd like to cast clairvoyance to see what is on the other side of the door," Nick says.
Kevin flashes a smile at Nick. "You see a large circular chamber with what appears to be a large statue at the far side of the room, illuminated by two flickering flames of ethereal blue light. Some columns reach up to the vaulted ceiling and piles of something scattered around the floor, but there isn't enough light to ascertain what you're looking at."
Nick looks at the other boys, "Well, there is a big statue at the far side of the room and stuff on the floor. I am betting it's bodies!"
"Well, we're never going to find out by standing out here," Alex says.
Nick reaches out, pretending to pull the door open. "Is the door locked?"
Kevin shakes his head, "The massive oak door takes all your strength to open. A small avalanche of dust cascades to the floor. The creaking of the hinges echoes around the room. Before you is a circular chamber of approximately hundred feet in diameter with columns about every ten feet. What would you like to do?"
Nick looks at the other boys in anticipation. Alex, the oldest boy of the group, claps his hands in anticipation. "Nick, I want you to cast detect magic as soon as we head inside, and I'll cast dancing lights."
"Alright, sounds like a plan," Billy says.
Alex looks up at the Dungeon Master, his body shaking in anticipation. "We head through the door into the chamber."
Kevin takes a sip of his eggnog before responding, holding the boys in rapt attention. "You each step through the door advancing a few feet before the great oaken door slams shut behind you. You hear a loud metallic click coming from the door and then silence. Except for the flickering blue light at the far side of the room, you're in darkness."
Alex snaps his fingers, "I cast dancing lights."
"The room is now illuminated by several floating lanterns that reveals hundreds of years of dust, piles of bones, and several skeletal corpses lying on the ground," the Dungeon Master responds.
"I cast detect magic," Nick says.
Kevin grins wickedly, "Oh, you sense magic. So...much...magic."
Nick looks to Alex and Billy, "Guys, I think we're in the right place. It's filled with magic!"
"Can we investigate the room?" Alex says.
"Indeed. Everyone rolls for an intelligence investigation check," Kevin says. The three boys roll their dice and report their scores. Nick sighs loudly, declaring a "critical one."
The Dungeon Master stifles a laugh, "You find this room is great and you're convinced this is going to be cake! The rest of you notice that some of the columns appear to be broken in irregular patterns in different directions. It's almost as if some great battle had taken place here. The bodies are scattered around the room. Splatters of dried, rust-colored blood adorn the walls and floor. These bodies do not appear to be the work of any trap. You spot a small pedestal in front of a large granite statue of a knight holding a massive metal mace in the distance. There are several crushed bodies around the pedestal. Before you can investigate further, you catch a hint of motion coming from several skeletons lying on the floor. Their bones crackle like ice as they rise from the floor with an eerie red glow emanating from their eye sockets. Gentleman, roll for initiative."
Billy draws in a deep breath and rolls the dice, "Natural twenty!"
Kevin rolls his dice as the other boys report their totals. "Well, it looks like Billy has the first shot."
Billy jumps to his feet and draws back an imaginary bow, tilting it sideways for effect. "I fire an arrow at the nearest skeleton, aiming for the head!" At Kevin's behest, the boy makes an attack roll, followed by a damage roll.
"Your arrow flies true, striking the skeleton in the head, splitting its skull in two. The red light fades from its eyes before it crumbles to the floor, lifeless. Nick, you're up next."
The boy reaches behind him and grabs a wooden staff. The other boys instinctively duck as Kevin holds out his hands, "Careful! The last time you slew more of my glasses than you did goblins!"
Nick's face flushed in an instant, looking down at the floor. "Sorry about that, Kevin."
Kevin noticed that Nick's shirt was several sizes too large for him. Likely a hand-me-down from one of his older brothers. The shirt slipped down enough to expose his left shoulder. "Accidents happen. Just be careful, please."
The smile returns to Nick's face, "I run up to the closest skeleton and hit it with my staff."
After having the boy perform his dice rolls, Kevin informs Nick that his staff knocked off one of the skeleton's arms, but the creature has drawn its sword.
"I cast a fireball at the skeleton Nick is fighting!" Alex says.
Nick shoots his older comrade a concerned look, "Don't miss!"
After rolling his dice, Alex pumps a fist in celebration after Kevin confirms a direct hit, destroying the skeleton. After the trio defeats the final skeleton, they approach the pedestal that lies before the statue.
"Can I perform an investigation on the pedestal?" Billy says.
"You can plainly see the Amulet of Var'rok lies on the pedestal. Nothing is stopping you from grabbing it," the Dungeon Master says.
"I'm going to check the pedestal for traps," Alex says. Kevin gestures for the boy to roll the dice and informs him there appear to be no traps of any type.
"You know there is something up with this statue," Billy says. A smile creeps across Kevin's lips as he shrugs silently.
Alex smirks, "Yeah, there is definitely something with the statue."
"I poke the statue with my staff!" Nick says. Everyone else in the room cringes as the boy picks up his staff again.
"Your staff makes contact with the statue. There is a loud thunk that echoes around the room, but nothing seems to happen," Kevin says.
Billy wipes the sweat from his freckled face. "Well, you know what's going to happen the second we grab the amulet. Why don't you guys fall back and get ready to fight while I grab the amulet and perform a dash? Can I perform this in one action?"
Kevin nods, "I'll allow it. Let me know when you're ready."
"I take position about thirty feet back and to the left of the statue. Nick, why don't you set up opposite of me. Billy, you come straight back so we can triangulate our fire." The three boys agree upon the plan and signal their readiness.
Billy downed the last of his eggnog, which results in his freckles flaring, nearly matching his curly locks of red hair. He looks up at the Dungeon Master. "I grab the amulet and dash backward!"
Kevin slowly rises from his chair, looking down at the boys, "The sound of cracking stone echoes around the room as the golem springs to life. It points at you and bellows, `Defiler! Who art thou to steal the Amulet of Var'rok from its rightful owner! Prepare to meet death this day!' The golem swings its mace, shattering a column into dozens of fragments that fly just over your heads. Roll for initiative. Go!"
The boys roll their dice and report their totals. Alex scores the highest and takes the first turn, opting to cast his fireball against the creature. Billy casts hunter's mark before drawing his bow, allowing Nick to cast a magic missile.
After several dice rolls, Kevin points at Billy. "The golem roars in pain as chunks of stone are removed from his form, ricocheting around the room. He begins to advance directly at you, swinging his mace downward in your direction!"
Billy gasps, "I dodge to the left!"
"Make a dexterity saving throw," Kevin orders.
Billy shakes the dice in his hand and lets them tumble to the table. "Eleven plus four, that's fifteen!"
Kevin rolls his dice and remains silent for a moment, allowing Billy to fret silently. "You narrowly dodge the mace that leaves a small crater in the floor."
Billy laughs in relief, holding his right hand over his rapidly beating heart. "Whew!"
The other boys repeat their offensive spells on the golem. At the same time, Billy jumps up from his chair, readying his imaginary bow again, and launches a volley of arrows at the golem. After calculating the boys' collective damage rolls, Kevin lets out a roar that startles the three boys. "Interlopers! I shall grind your bones to dust and bathe in your blood!"
Kevin continues, "The golem roars. As he lifts his mace in the air, it falls to the ground, along with his right arm. His left arm is next to fall to the floor with a loud crash. Bit by bit, the golem crumbles into a pile of lifeless granite. The Amulet of Var'rok is yours, and the curse was lifted from this place! And that's the story of how the Guild of Rapscallion Rascals defeated a golem and took possession of a powerful amulet."
The three boys let loose a boisterous cheer, their arms held triumphantly in the air, exchanging high fives.
"Can we have more eggnog, please, Kevin?" Alex asked.
"Yeah, can we, please!" Billy said.
"Your parents said you could have some eggnog, not let you get drunk," Kevin said.
"Yeah, but they didn't expect us to get stuck here either," Alex said.
Kevin walked over to the window, but the snow had utterly obscured the windows facing the back of the house. "Hey, one of you check the weather."
Billy took out his phone and brought up a weather app. "The storm is going to continue the rest of the night. Holy crap their calling for up to two feet now, maybe more!"
Alex grinned, "See, we can have all the eggnog we want."
"I don't want to get accused of corrupting you."
"You can corrupt us if you want!" Billy said.
Kevin swallowed hard, and he felt a rush of heat to his face. He cleared his throat and ignored the boy. "Alright, you can have more eggnog, but take your time with it. We got plenty of it, and we're not going anywhere."
The boys let loose another cheer and quickly gathered around the bowl, filling their glasses and each taking a sip.
"I still don't know what we're going to do about clothes. I suppose I can let you use my shirts for sleeping," Kevin said.
Billy motions to Alex, "We don't sleep in clothes, anyways."
Kevin raised an eyebrow, biting his lower lip as he looked at the boys. Alex shot Billy a sidelong glance and cleared his throat, taking a long sip of his eggnog. Realizing what he had volunteered, Billy sat down and covered his face with his character sheet. Alex rubbed the boy's knee and grinned, casting a smile toward Billy.
Billy cleared his throat and fretted with his dice. "Hey, uh, Kevin. Are we going to do another campaign?"
"Unless you boys want to do something else, sure. There is plenty of time before bed. Why do you ask?"
Billy looked down at the floor, his face becoming the hue crimson. "Well, we had this idea. Like a new house rule to try."
Kevin gulped his eggnog, the rush of alcohol into his system, causing his body to grow warmer as he gazed upon Billy. "Well, out with it. What's the big secret?"
"Well, uh, see... We would like to try strip D&D."
The Dungeon Master stood motionless and speechless for a moment. "Excuse me. What now?"
Billy turned to Alex, whispering, "I told you it was a bad idea!"
Kevin surveyed the three faces of the boys, noticing that neither Alex nor Nick demonstrated any surprise. "Now, wait a minute. How would this even work?"
"Whoever fails a roll must remove something, like their shirt. If someone gets a critical success, they get to pick someone else to remove something. Otherwise, we play as normal," Alex said.
After taking a deep breath, imagining the boys undressing right in front of him, Kevin summoned the words from his mouth. "Well, if that's what all three of you really want."
"You too, Kevin!" Nick added.
Oh my God, they want to see me naked! "You want me to do this, too?" Kevin asked.
Alex nudged Billy, "Yes, we do. It's fine. It's just us guys. Nobody else will know."
Kevin found courage at the bottom of his eggnog glass. "Alright, those are the new house rules."
Nick flittered in his chair, "Yay!"
Billy and Alex exchanged conspiratorial grins, nudging each other playfully.
Kevin cleared his throat and reviewed the campaign notes in front of him. "Hmm, let's see. Well, let's use this opportunity to relax a little before the next dungeon dive. The Guild of Rapscallion Rascals has arrived at the sleepy village of Kethal. Townsfolks are going about their busy day, the buzz of conversation interrupted only by the clomping of horses and the occasional cry of a Raven watching the proceedings from an overhead branch. A cobblestone path before you lead down the main street where rows of shops can be found. Off to the right, the road leads to the village's tavern. What would you like to do?"
"We should sell some of the stuff we looted. My backpack is nearly full," Billy said.
Nick looked at his inventory sheet, "I need to load up on reagents."
"Is there a pawn shop in the village?" Alex asks.
"Samuel's Shop of Trinkets and Assorted Sundries is just up the street," the Dungeon Master said.
Billy laughed, "Alright, let's head to the store. I'll lay out my stuff on the counter and ask for his best offer."
Kevin rolls his dice, "I'll offer you thirty-five gold pieces for this collection, lad."
Billy folds his arms and grimaces. "Thirty-five! This dagger alone is worth thirty! I'll take sixty gold, please."
Kevin rolls his dice. "Charisma persuasion check, please. You'll need to beat a fifteen."
Billy's dice tumble to the table, his face immediately falling. "Yeah, that's a five."
Alex turns to his friend and tugs at his shirt, "Take it off!"
"Alright! Alright!" Billy said, pulling his shirt over his head.
Kevin gazed at the boy's smooth flesh that featured a smattering of freckles that trailed down either side of his chest. He imagined running his tongue across that chest. "Nothing doing, lad. The offer is thirty-five, take it or leave it."
Billy sighed. "I'll take the thirty-five, sir."
Kevin stood up, pretending to hand Billy a handful of gold pieces. The boy looked up, noticing the Dungeon Master's jeans tented outward. He smiled up at the man and accepted the invisible coinage, his pale green eyes locked on the bulge. "I...Uh.... Thank you, sir."
It took a few seconds to realize why the boy was stammering. Not wishing to draw undue attention to himself, Kevin nonchalantly sat back down and hid his face with a swig of eggnog. "Alright, who is next?"
The boys sold off their excess inventory before visiting several other stores to restock consumables. They departed for the tavern. Bags full of gold pieces now weighting their imaginary belts down.
The Dungeon Master clears his throat, trying not to stare at Billy. "The tavern is the hub of the village. Most of the tables are filled with villagers stopping for a pint of ale before heading home for dinner. Several men are singing a shanty in one corner, while the other patrons' heads are planted firmly in their ale. The serving wench comes over to your table to take your order."
"We'll take your finest ale!" Alex said.
"I'm sorry, but we do not serve ale to those under eighteen years," Kevin says.
"We are the Guild of Rapscallion Rascals. Perhaps you heard of us?"
"Nope. Can't say that I have. Aren't you all a little young to be adventurers?"
"Let me show you our credentials!" Alex pretends to count out ten gold coins and places them on the table.
"Charisma persuasion check, please," Kevin said.
Alex blew on his dice before sending them tumbling across the kitchen table. "That's a.... uh.... a critical one."
"Yeah, she's not buying it. She'll offer you some eggnog, though," the Dungeon Master says, as Alex peels off his shirt. Kevin couldn't help but notice the small nest of hair beneath Alex's armpits. His form was a touch more athletic than Billy's. His abs were more distinct, and his stomach just a little flatter. He got up from the table and refilled the boys' eggnog without contemplating his actions or the stares from all three boys as he proceeded about the table.
A howling wind buffeted the house, the crescendo resulting in the lights briefly dimming as the sound of a large tree branch falling outside startled the boys. "It's alright. I do have a generator, and none of the trees are near the house. We'll be fine."
"We're adventures! We're not afraid of anything!" Nick says before taking a swig of his eggnog.
"Slow down there, Sir Michaels. You won't have much fun if you make yourself sick," Kevin said.
Nick's voice pitches a little higher. "It's so good, though!"
Kevin noticed goose-pimples forming on the arms of Billy and Alex and decided to raise the heat. While no words were exchanged, he saw smiles on both of their faces as he adjusted the thermostat. "OK, where were we. Ah, yes, the wench brings you the house specialty of chicken. And we do love our chicken here!" For Christ's sake, why did you say that to them? Focus, Kevin!
"After completing your meals, you head back outside. Everyone, please make me a wisdom perception check," the Dungeon Master said.
Each boy makes their rolls and adds up their scores. Nick grumbles at his luck. "Ugh, I got a six."
"Well, everything seems perfectly normal to you. And I believe you lose a shirt."
Billy begins tugging at Nick's oversized shirt. "That's right, Nick, off with the shirt!"
Nick giggles as Billy pulls his shirt over his head, exposing his chest. Kevin thought he spotted the telltale bulge in Billy's jeans, but he diverted his attention to Alex. "What did you get?"
"I got a twelve, plus four for wisdom. So, sixteen!"
"While everything seems normal at first glance, you realize something seems missing from the village. You see almost no children outside. There are no children visible in the fields, on the roads, or in the yards of the homes leading up the road."
Alex looks to the other boys. "Hey, guys. Where are all the kids?"
"Can we perform an investigation to look for kids?" Billy asks.
"Give me a wisdom investigation check," Kevin said.
The boys perform their dice rolls and add their proficiencies. A little gasp slips from Billy's lips. "Crap, that's an eight." Billy stood up and undid his jeans without any prompting, allowing them to fall around his feet.
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Dude, why didn't you take off your socks?"
Billy's face turned scarlet, "Oh, crap!"
Kevin's attention was riveted on Billy's tighty-whities. The boy's cock was stiff enough to reveal he was cut and probably about five inches in length. He grabbed his eggnog and downed it, trying not to think about Billy's nearly bare body. "What did you roll, Nick?"
"I got fourteen," Nick said.
"You see a couple of children in the distance, confined near their homes. You spot a building that appears to be a school, but it stands empty."
"Can we ask some of the villagers?" Alex asks.
"You ask a few nearby villagers, but they either completely ignore you or actively walk in the opposite direction as you approach."
"Can we make one of them talk?" Nick asks.
"Well, you can try. Give me a strength intimidation check."
Nick rolls his dice, pumping his fist in victory. "Critical twenty-one! Hey, that means you have to take your shirt off!" The boy points at Kevin, flashing his dimples in excitement.
"Well, fair is fair, after all." Kevin pulls off his shirt, revealing his chest. Outside small tufts of hair around his nipples, his chest is smooth. While he considered himself as having a dad bod,' all three boys smiled at him. He imagined the boys liked what they saw, but he pushed that notion out of his mind and resumed the campaign. "An elderly woman is walking past you. You step in front of her and prevent her from easily walking around you. What is it you want?' she asks.
"Where are all the kids?" Nick asks.
Kevin clears his throat, attempting to emulate the speech of a doddering old woman. "The elderly woman shakes her cane and says, `Not here, anymore. And if you three had any sense, you'd run from this accursed place as swift as your legs will carry you. Now leave me alone, lest he learns I've spoken to you!' The woman pushes her way past you and hurries down the road, her cane making a clicking sound as she disappears."
Alex looks to the other boys. "Let's grab someone else."
"Give me another strength intimidation roll," the Dungeon Master said.
The boy rolled his dice, scoring a twelve. Kevin rolled a thirteen, resulting in a failed roll for Alex. "The man you confronted wasn't impressed by your bravado, although not unsympathetic to your request."
Billy grinned, "Off with your socks!"
Alex stood up and undid his jeans, letting them fall around his ankles. "The floor is too cold to take off my socks."
Alex sported an erection that pitched the tight cotton fabric outward, allowing Kevin to see the outline of the boy's uncut cock. He unconsciously licked his lips, resulting in the boy's face to flush further as he sat back down. Alex glanced down at his character sheet, trying not to reveal the broad grin creeping across his face.
"The man begins to walk away from you but stops. He turns back to you and speaks in a hushed voice. `I know you mean well. But know this, you play with fire in your persistence. Most of our children are safely sequestered in other towns, staying with family or friends. Others were not so fortunate. Truth be told, the boys disappeared without a trace. We never found any bodies or evidence of foul play. There is a rumor of a Warlock lurking in a dungeon in the Northern Wood. Now that is all I dare say, heed my advice and leave!' The man looks down at the ground and hurries into the tavern, taking care to look around as if he suspected someone was watching him.
"Well, we got a clue anyway," Billy said.
"I guess we should head to the Northern Wood," Nick said.
Kevin noticed Alex's left hand disappearing under the table, sliding between Billy's legs. He figured the boy's hand found its target, as Billy's face reddened, forcing him to look down at his character sheet. "What would you like to do next?"
"We head to the Northern Woods and have a look around," Alex said.
The Dungeon Master nods. "You spend about twenty minutes walking out of town, following the wooden signposts pointing toward the Northern Wood. You see fewer and fewer people as the road becomes a rutted, dusty trail that progressively narrows. In the distant wood, you see evidence of ruins with a narrow trail leading towards it. Beside the trail is a small, peaceful pond with glittering water that is fed by a babbling brook."
"Let's get some water," Billy suggested.
"Check to make sure it's not poisoned," Alex said.
The Dungeon Master motioned at Billy. "Nature investigation check, please."
"Fourteen!"
"There is no sign of any poisons or toxins in the water."
Nick looked up, "I cast detect magic."
Kevin nodded affirmatively.
Nick took a sip of his eggnog, stifling a spontaneously giggle as he shook the dice in his hand. "That's a... uh... oh, oh."
Billy leaned over and looked at the boy's dice. "That would be a three!"
Kevin laughed, "Your sense tells you the water is delicious eggnog and that you should take off your pants."
The boys laugh as Nick stands up, shaking slightly as he slips out of his jeans, revealing Spiderman Underoos to the assembled group. Kevin stared at the youngster, catching his attention. "I like Spiderman," Kevin said, motioning at the boy's underwear with his glass of eggnog. Nick blushed but modeled his underwear for Kevin before sitting back down, giggling.
Billy discreetly reached over and felt Nick's smooth leg, groping his crotch for a few seconds. This maneuver did not escape Kevin's notice. They've all fooled around before. I'm not imagining things, am I?
"Well, might as well give the eggnog pond a try. At least it's not poisoned," Alex said, refilling his eggnog glass using the bowl as if it was the pond. Billy and Nick followed suit, clinking their glasses together in a mock toast.
"The water has no obvious effect, outside of making you feel good and perhaps a little more adventurous than usual," Kevin says. Alex flashed him a smile that brought a surge of heat to his cheeks and caused a stirring between his legs. He cleared his throat and continued. "You take leave of the pond and its refreshing waters and continue deeper into the forest. Ahead of you are a series of stone and marble ruins strewn about the forest and entangled in vines of ivy. Shadows loom large as the sun disappeared behind the forest canopy. A raven swoops overhead, cawing loudly. What would you like to do?"
"We should investigate the ruins," Billy said. Alex and Nick quickly concurred.
"Give me a wisdom investigation roll."
The three boys rolled their dice, with Billy reporting the lowest score. Billy looked over at Alex before casting a glance over at Kevin as if gauging his reaction. The man couldn't help but look down towards Billy's underwear. After a momentary pause and a nudge from Alex, Billy says, "Well, the floor is pretty cold."
Kevin drew a deep breath, trying to hide his excitement with feigned disinterest with a dismissive wave of his hand. "It's your house rule, Billy."
"Yeah, Billy. It's your rule!" Alex said.
Billy felt the rush of heat to his face, but he couldn't be sure if it was the thought of being naked in front of Kevin or the modicum of brandy within the eggnog. He looked up at Kevin as he slowly lowered his underwear, liberating his partial erection that seemed to swell as Kevin watched. After giving the man a good look, he sat back down and looked down inside his eggnog glass, trying to hide the grin on his face.
It took a few seconds for the Dungeon Master to catch his breath. "The rest of you notice some evidence of small footprints amongst the ruins, and you find a marble statue of a nude boy that appears recently restored."
Nick picks up his dice. "Maybe the kids are being turned into statues! I cast detect magic on the statue." The boy smiles as his dice settled on twelve. "With proficiency, that's fourteen!"
Kevin rolls his dice and breaks into a grin that he is unable to hide. He picks up the dice to show Nick the result, showing a sixteen. "Not enough, I'm afraid. It just appears to be an ordinary statue. You notice chisel marks and chips of marble at the base, so you should feel certain this statue is not a result of magic. However, like the statue, you too shall be without underwear."
"I could take off my socks!"
"The floor is too cold for that," Alex says with a wink.
Nick's face soon matches the color of his underwear. Still, he places his thumbs over the waistband of his Underoos and lets them slip to the floor, liberating his perfectly smooth, stiff four-inch cock. He sits back down but lingered enough to give Kevin an eyeful.
Kevin allows a longing sigh to escape his lips but averts his eyes away from the boys. "As you survey the ruins, you do note the footprints lead further back to an ancient cistern. Within the cistern, there are several rusty grates, one of which appears to have been recently moved. Before you can investigate, you sense something or someone watching you."
Billy cups his hands around his mouth. "Is someone there?"
"You hear footfalls behind you. As you turn around, you discover a young man wearing a leather harness standing there. He has an ornate short sword in a sheath around his hips and a bow hanging from his back. He makes no effort to go for his weapons and seems to be... admiring you," Kevin says.
"Who are you?" Alex asks.
"My name is Anthony. What is your business here?"
"We received reports of missing children, boys specifically, from the Village of Kethal. An informant told us to look for a Warlock in the Northern Wood. You wouldn't happen to know anything about this Warlock?"
"And why should I help you?"
Billy interjects, "We want to rescue those kids!"
"What makes you think those kids need a rescue? Maybe they're precisely where they wish to be."
Nick grabs his staff and waves it about, prompting Billy to duck. "Who wants to be in a dungeon?!"
"Oh, I don't know. Some dungeons might be fun. Don't knock it until you try it."
"Listen, we just want to know what's going on here. If kids are being held against their will, we will rescue them," Alex says.
"Give me a charisma persuasion check, please," Kevin says.
Alex rolls the dice that clatter across the table. He looks up at the Dungeon Master with a grin. "That's a twenty-one!"
Kevin takes a gulp of his eggnog and stands up, undoing his jeans in front of the boys. He lowers them slowly, letting the boys get a good view of the bulge in his boxers before sitting back zone. "Do you really want to know what's going on? Because I don't know if you can handle it."
"We can handle it!" Nick said.
Billy high fives Nick. "Try us. We're the Guild of Rapscallion Rascals, and we're not afraid of anything!"
The Dungeon Master downs his eggnog and refills it, looking at each of the boys with a widening grin. "The boys you're looking for are indeed in Warlock Trendall's Dungeon that you will find on the other side of that grate. But beware, for if you attempt to confront Master Trendall, you will meet the same fate as those boys. Besides, my job is to ensure only the finest of boys are allowed to pass into his wicked domain. What is it that you have to offer my Master?"
Alex downs his eggnog and stands up, pulling down his underpants and modeling his nude body for Kevin. The man's gaze fixates on the small nest of public hair around the boy's five-inch cock. Alex encourages the other boys to stand, each pantomiming the act of disrobing, showing off their bodies to the character the Dungeon Master is portraying.
"Yes, that will do," Kevin responds.
"What does he do to these boys in his dungeon?" Alex asks.
"The same thing he'll do to sexy boys like you if you go down there."
The three boys look at one another, giggling. Their faces steadily reddening as the weight of Kevin's words washed across them. Even Nick realized that Kevin was expressing his own admiration of them, not the character he was portraying.
"Does he make them feed the trolls or something?" Nick asks.
"No, he strips them naked and ties them up, so he can take his pleasure from them whenever he desires. Just as he will with you, should you choose to continue in this endeavor."
Billy's hand disappears under the table again, as it wraps around his stiff cock. "Are you saying he rapes them?"
The Dungeon Master's grin broadens further as his voice lowers. "Oh, yes. He brutally rapes them so hard and deep. He rapes both of their tight holes and makes them beg for more. When he's not pounding them, he makes them rape one another for his pleasure. He makes those boys do anything he wants, and the dirtier, the better."
Kevin noticed the three boys leaned closer and closer as he described their fates if they descended into the dungeon. All three boys absentmindedly began playing with their cocks as each word fell from his lips. He stood up to get himself more eggnog as an excuse to get a look at their cocks. He noticed all three of their cocks leaking strings of precum. "Those boys down there are his sex slaves. They perform for his pleasure and serve the needs of his friends and guests. Their smooth little bodies taking cock in both holes simultaneously, and they all come back for more. Just as you will. Well, if you're foolhardy enough to descend into the domain of Warlock Trendall."
Nick looked to his older companions, "Well, what do we do?"
Billy leans over toward Nick, "You want to see what happens down there, don't you?"
Nick lets a moan slip from his lips. "Oh, yes!"
"I bet we'll get to see it all really close, too," Alex adds.
"I guess we have to go inside!" Nick says as he takes a shot of eggnog, wringing his hands nervously before resuming playing with his cock.
"So, are you going inside into the dungeon to confront the Warlock Trendall?" The Dungeon Master asks.
Alex licks a spot of precum off his forefinger. "Yes, we move the grate aside and head down the stairs into the dungeon!"
The Dungeon Master sets the scene for the boys. "You descend into the dungeon and notice it's not as damp or musty as you'd expect. There are plants in large marble vases lining the hallway with brass braziers providing ample illumination. As you proceed deeper inside, you see large ornate paintings of nude boys. What would you like to do next?"
"Can we do an investigation?" Nick asks.
Kevin grins, "Why, of course. Everyone give me a wisdom perception check."
The boys call out their rolls, with fifteen proving to the lowest roll. The Dungeon Master rolled a thirteen, resulting in the boys all succeeding in their check. After showing the boys his dice, he slowly stood up and lowered his boxers, giving the boys a good look at his seven-inch adult cock with a glistened bead of precum at the tip. The three boys stared at him, trying to suppress their excited grins even after he sat back down. "You investigate the dungeon, discovering several pairs of boys making out on a velvet couch in one room. In another room, two boys are fucking a younger one who is taking it from both ends. These boys see you but make no effort to call you over, although a couple gives you a brief wave or polite nod before resuming their activities. Further up the corridor, you spot an ornate gold door guarded by two older boys dressed in leather harnesses, carrying the same weapons as Anthony."
"I bet the Warlock is behind that door," Billy said.
Alex nodded, "Let's see if they'll let us pass." He looks up at the Dungeon Master.
"The guards do not draw their weapons as you approach. `You may enter. You're expected,' one of the guards tells you. They stand aside, opening the doors for you. As you pass through the doors, the guards lock it behind you. Standing in the center of the chamber is a solitary figure wearing a hooded cloak of crimson. Before him is a large table in which he is adjusting several... toys. At the moment, he seems to be ignoring your presence. As you decide your next move, let me get some props for you." Kevin excuses himself and disappears into the living room, leaving the boys to whisper and speculate excitedly.
Kevin returns with a handful of props that he spreads across the kitchen table, allowing each boy to get a close look as he puts them down. "Let's see, where were we? Ah, yes, how would you like to proceed?"
Billy quivers with excitement, clearing his throat as he looks up at the Dungeon Master. "Ahem, are you the Warlock Trendall?
Kevin smiles, remaining standing at the table as he looked down at Billy. He picked up a leather harness and began sizing it up for Billy. "Yes, I am. Although, most here just call me Master. So, have you come to submit yourselves to me? You look ripe for training. You would make a fine addition to my menagerie of beauty."
"We're here to rescue the boys your holding prisoner!" Alex says.
"Oh, the prisoners! Well, of course. Although, tell me, how many prison cells did you see on your way here?"
"Well, none, I guess."
"How many locks did you encounter between here and the outside world?"
"None. But there are guards!"
"True, but they keep just anyone from entering. The guards do not interfere with anyone attempting to leave."
"You're a Warlock. You have mind control powers!" Billy says.
"I have a few tricks I can employ to break the ice, shall we say. I have some of the same abilities as you, just with the benefit of more worldly experience. Perhaps you would like a demonstration?" Kevin says, gesturing towards Billy.
Billy looks over at Alex, who winks at him, reaching over to give his friend a playful tug on his cock. Alex turns toward Kevin, "No funny business! We'll be watching real close!"
"Yeah, real close!" Nick says, panting.
The Dungeon Master points at Billy imperiously, "I command you to stand before me! That will be a wisdom saving throw. You will need to roll at sixteen or better. Don't forget to add your wisdom to the roll."
Billy rolls the dice, "That's a fourteen." He flashed an excited look up at Kevin, who motioned him to stand next to the table.
Kevin hands Billy one of the leather harnesses, helping him put it on. He tightened it up as Billy guided his cock through the small metal ring at the crotch. He forced Billy's hands behind his back and bound his wrists together with leather cuffs. Kevin completed Billy's new outfit with a choke collar. He gave the leash a little tug, causing the boy's cock to leak a little faster. "Kneel in front of your Master, boy. Now spread your legs!"
Nick turns to Alex, "Should we help him?"
"I want to see where he is going with this. Don't you?"
Nick licked his lips. "Well, yeah!"
The Dungeon Master rubbed his throbbing cock across Billy's face, leaving a streak of precum across his face, smearing it on his ruby red lips. As he slid his cock into Billy's mouth inch by inch, Nick and Alex rose from seats to watch Kevin's cock disappear into the boy's mouth. "Now, suck it!"
Billy moaned loudly, his tongue slathering the man's throbbing shaft as it slides in and out of his hot, wet mouth. The Dungeon Master wrapped his fingers around Billy's curly red hair and yanked his head forward, jabbing his cock into the boy's throat. After a few moments of fucking Billy's tight throat, he pulled out and ordered him to his feet. The Dungeon Master placed a ball gag into the boy's mouth before bending him over the table face first. He spread the thirteen-year old's ass cheeks apart, rubbing his glistening cock over the boy's tight hole. Kevin kept one cheek peeled apart with his thumb to give Alex and Nick a good view as he began to press inside, stopping only when his balls were pressed against Billy's ass.
He bucked into Billy hard enough to cause the kitchen table to repeatedly bang, the glasses of eggnog clattering about with each hard thrust into Billy. He yanked the boy's leash back, tightening the collar around his throat. He grunted, choked, and moaned loudly with each thrust into his ass. Kevin assumed the other boys were enjoying the show, as both were slowly jerking their cocks. Their eyes never leaving his cock as it repeatedly disappeared into their friend.
"See how your friend submits?" The Dungeon Master asked.
"Well, to be fair, you do have him tied up," Alex said.
"Look at his cock, though. The cock never lies."
Nick looks under the table to see Billy's cock actively leaking beads of precum running down the length of his shaft and stifles a giggle. "Yeah, he likes it, alright."
"Is this pig going to make a mess on my beautiful dungeon floor?"
Nick nodded, "It looks like it."
Kevin points at Nick, "I command you to lick his cock and keep my floor clean, but don't let him cum."
Nick immediately kneels to the floor and begins crawling under the table.
"Uh, were you going to do the saving throw?" Kevin asks.
"Oh, right." Nick kneeled in front of the table and rolled the dice. He didn't bother to read out the number before resuming his dive under the table. The boy positioned himself between Billy's legs, opening his mouth to catch a drop of precum before licking up and down his shaft. Billy responds with a deep moan, choked off by another tug on his leash.
Kevin pulled out of Billy, prompting a mixture of relief and frustration on the part of the redhead. He pointed at Alex. "I command you to come to me."
Like Nick, Alex gave his dice a half-hearted roll, walking over to the Dungeon Master without even checking his score. Kevin aided the boy in getting into his harness and choke collar, skipping the cuffs for this round.
He slips Billy's leash into Alex's hand, positioning himself behind Alex. "You're going to fill this pig's ass with your cum," Kevin says.
Alex already understood the plan. He used his left hand to spread his own ass cheeks apart for Kevin as he pulled his foreskin back with his right hand, shoving his cock into Billy's hole. All three moaned and grunted as Alex jabbed his five inches into Billy's ass as Kevin introduced Alex to his grown adult cock. Whenever Kevin pulled Alex's leash, Alex was sure to give Billy's leash a hard tug. The Dungeon Master rammed his cock into Alex hard, knowing it forces Alex's cock into Billy's quivering hole.
Kevin relentlessly pounded Alex's ass, causing both boys to moan and grunt with pleasure and pain washing across their bodies. "Make the pig blow his load in your mouth!" The Dungeon master ordered Nick. The youngster wasted no time engulfing Billy's dripping cock entirely into his mouth. He licked and sucked eagerly, moaning loudly as he jerked his little cock. "You are not allowed to cum, yet," Kevin ordered, prompting a whining protest from Nick.
Billy's grunting and moaning grew progressively louder, interrupted only by the banging of the table, the clinking of the glasses, and the intense moans of Alex and Kevin. Nick slurped and licked Billy's swelling cock, moaning nearly as loudly as the others. As Billy got closer to orgasm, his hole began clamping tightly around Alex's cock, increasing his pleasure as he leaked a steady stream of precum into Billy.
The Dungeon Master gave one last hard tug on Alex's leash, who reciprocated my choking Billy with a rough jerk of the leash. This resulted in Billy's cock throbbing and pulsing, exploding with spurts of cum shot straight down Nick's throat. Billy's intense orgasm washed across his writhing body, his ass clamping down and milking Alex's cock, who was quickly brought over the edge. Alex's cock erupted in spurts of adolescent cum forced deep into Billy's ass. This chain reaction spread to Kevin, who felt the waves of pleasure and need sweeping across both boys. He roughly hilted his cock into Alex several last times before his own cock erupted with jets of hot cum. The Dungeon Master allowed the first few spurts to shoot inside Alex's ass before pulling out and letting the last few shots of cum to splatter across the boy's ass cheeks.
After swallowing Billy's load, Nick crawled from under the table and looked up at Kevin, who turned Alex around, ordering, "Lick the cum from his ass!"
"Yes, Master," Nick said, as he began licking the cum from Alex's ass cheeks. After he lapped his ass cheeks clean, he pulled the cheeks apart to press his tongue into the boy's hole, licking it clean as well, prompting moans of approval for the older boy.
After ordering Nick to lick his and Alex's cocks clean, he told the boy to stand up and put his hands behind his head. Kevin knelt in front of the boy, took his stiff four-inch boyhood into his mouth, and began sucking. He reached behind the boy and spread his ass cheeks apart. He motioned to Alex, who positioned himself behind Nick and pressed his tongue deep into Nick's hole, flicking his tongue in and out. The Dungeon Master took all of Nick's cock and smooth nuts into his mouth, licking and sucking furiously. It took only a couple moments before the writhing, moaning boy spurted clear, watery boy cum into Kevin's mouth.
Kevin stood up, releasing Billy from his cuffs and ball gag. "Well, this is a good point to pause the campaign, I think. It's getting late, and I think we all need our sleep. We can continue the campaign tomorrow morning. Well, if that's what you would like."
Billy looked over at Alex for approval, who simply smiled and nodded. "Yes, can we please?"
Nick nodded emphatically, "Yes, please!" Alex and Billy laughed at their friend's response.
Kevin motions to Billy and Alex, "You boys take the guest room. Don't stay up too late. The Warlock Trendall isn't done with you yet," Kevin says with a wink.
"Nick, you can either sleep on the couch..."
The boy's face immediately fell. "As Mom would say, I'm the third wheel."
"Let me finish... or you can play the campaign a little bit longer in my bed. The Warlock needs a fuck pig to tie up and use before he can sleep."
Nick's eyes widened, and the smile returned to his face, showing off his dimples. "A dirty fuck pig to rape good, I bet!"
Kevin's cock began a swift recovery as he led Nick to his bedroom, turning the kitchen lights off and leaving the dice behind, for now.
<To be Continued?>