Journey to his pants

Author: LadyFromPoland
Warning: SLASH
English is not my mother language.

This is my third Merlin/Lancelot story. It's not my OTP but I have soft spot for them. It is a shameless smut so if you don't like it, don't read it. Enjoy!

"Journey to his pants"

Merlin was full of the joys of spring when it was confirmed that Lancelot was staying in Camelot. The fact that he became one of her knights for good was another good news. Lancelot's braveness and handsomeness were turning Merlin on in the ways that he had never thought were possible. That's why it wasn't a surprise at all when having a day off, he ended up naked in Lancelot's large bed. To make things more spicy, Merlin was chained and tied to the bed so he couldn't move much. His own cock was tied with his blue neckerchief.

It was his and Lancelot's foreplay. Merlin pretended to be kidnapped, by an evil and deviant sorcerer, youth that needed rescue. Lancelot was himself, a brave and noble knight who could do anything to release an innocent boy.

Lancelot came into his chamber. He was wearing his full armour as every good knight was supposed to during such important quest. His seductive moves made Merlin gasp. It was the hottest moment of his whole life.

"Who are you?" Merlin asked in a trembling voice.

"Don't worry, boy." His voice was so amazingly low. "I'm your saviour."

"Oh God..." Merlin groaned. "You've come to save me."

"That's what good knights do," he whispered into Merlin's ear. "I won't let that bastard touch you ever again and I'll bring you home. You've got the word of Sir Lancelot."

Merlin's nipples hardened. He sighed with pleasure when Lancelot touched the tender place. His fingertips caressed his pink little slopes.

"We should get out of here," the knight whispered. "I'll take care of you before I give you back to your parents."

The boy moaned. "That's not going to be easy," he said weakly. "You can't just break the chain and untie me. That's impossible."

"What are you talking about?" Lancelot asked, grabbing the chain. "I'm very strong and such chain is not a problem to me."

"It's enchanted," Merlin explained timidly. "The sorcerer was mistreating me. He was abusing me but never let me do it. I can only be free when I come."

The knight licked his full lips. "That shouldn't be a big deal," he whispered. "It's my duty to help you."

"Yes, please," Merlin begged. "Do it quickly! This state is literary killing me."

Lancelot started licking Merlin's chest willingly, giving a special attention to pink nipples. After a while of furious sucking, he went down to lick boy's navel, making him gasping for air. Finally Lancelot let go of the navel and grabbed Merlin's stiff cock into his shaking hand.

"It's lovely," the knight murmured, pulling the foreskin up. The head of cock was as pink as boy's nipples. Not thinking too much, Lancelot started pumping the prick. At the begging he did it quite slowly, not wanting to hurt his friend. However Merlin was urging him to move faster and Lancelot was willing to fulfil his request.

When he slowed down again, Merlin couldn't help groaning of disappointment. Lancelot, however, had a surprise for him. He leant over Merlin's cock and placed a chaste kiss on its crown.

"Oh, God!" Merlin whimpered. "More!"

The knight didn't say anything. He just placed another kiss on the pink head. However this time he used his tongue to caress the tender place.

"You're genius," Merlin whispered.

"I'm only trying to set you free," said Lancelot in a very filthy voice, before swallowing the whole head of Merlin's cock. After a while of slow sucking of the tip, he went down and swallowed the cock almost to the root.

Merlin was trembling. The chain and the line were driving him crazy. He wanted to release himself to be able to make any move that his body craved. Nonetheless, it was half of the fun. He knew that the real prize was worth his discomfort.

"I've just tasted your precum," Lancelot said and licked his lips filthily. "I'd love to taste something else too."

"I'm afraid that the evil sorcerer cursed me. I want to come so badly but I can't," Merlin said weakly. "I'm lost."

"You're not, my good boy," Lancelot assured him. "There's no such problem that the brave knight can't solve. You've been his sex toy, haven't you?"

Merlin nodded eagerly.

"You've been abused by an evil man but my heart is pure and I'll break the curse. I just need to have your permission..." Lancelot slid his fingers down Merlin's hip and then up his bottom.

"You have it." Merlin moaned loudly. "Just do it now!"

The knight smiled, stroking boy's ass cheeks. "Your skin is so soft," he whispered. "I'm afraid I would scratch it."

"Don't care." Merlin moved his bottom towards Lancelot's face as much as the chains let him. "I just need you now."

Lancelot licked his forefinger and lazily stroked the area around Merlin's hole. "Is that hurting you?" the knight asked. "You have to be honest."

"A-a bit," Merlin moaned. "But it's his fault... He was doing to me whatever he wanted. He was a brute."

"I'll be gentle," Lancelot promised. "I'll prepare you slowly." He placed his thumbs at both side of Merlin's hole and shoved them a bit. The skin was fine but he needed to spice their game. "You're wounded," he whispered. "I need to cure you." The knight stroked the tender place with the tip of his tongue. The mixture of wetness and hotness made Merlin purr like a kitten. He wanted as much of this sweet attention as he could get.

"Go on," he encouraged Lancelot. "Give me more, more, more..."

"As you wish," the knight mumbled and dipped his tongue in boy's hole. He started lapping furiously, making Merlin pant.

Lancelot was devouring Merlin's hole as like he had a meal. He was focused on this activity as much as he was always focused on the fight.

"Are you feeling better now?" Lancelot asked, stopping for a short moment.

"Definitely," Merlin admitted, smirking blissfully. "But..." He lifted his head a bit to look at his throbbing erection.

"Yes?" Lancelot smirked, following his gaze. "Oh, I see..."

"Would you hurry up?" the boy asked shyly."I really need that."

Lancelot was about to continue doing the filthy things when someone knocked on the door.

"Lancelot! Lancelot! Are you here?" The voice belonged to Sir Leon. Merlin and Lancelot looked at each other, not knowing what to do. "Prince Arthur wants all of us to meet him in the field... Lancelot?"

"I need to," Lancelot whispered to Merlin. "It shouldn't take long."

"Lancelot," Merlin mouthed. However the knight was already drawing the curtains around his bed.

"Lancelot?" Leon repeated. "Are you inside?"

"Yes," the knight shouted. "I'm on my way."

After a few seconds Lancelot opened the door and looked at Leon's slightly irritated face.

"Why are you wearing your armour?" Leon asked, frowning. "The training wasn't planned."

"No, it wasn't," Lancelot admitted, trying to think up any convincing excuse. "I was going to train on my own. Exercises always make me feel better."

"I see," Leon said a little bit doubtfully, looking over his friend's shoulder at the curtained bed. "Let's go then."

When the door was shut behind them, Merlin let go of a breath that he had been holding for all this time. It was so close. Leon was their friend but Merlin didn't know how he would react.

oOoOo

Lancelot came back after an hour. He locked the door and threw himself on top of Merlin quickly. "Sorry," he murmured, breaking the filthy kiss. "I tried to get out of there as soon as possible. I was forced to use some lame excuse."

"Don't they suspect anything?" Merlin asked a bit worryingly. "Doesn't Leon? He's been here."

"Even if they do, they didn't hint anything," the knight said quickly and then sucked Merlin's nipple furiously. "I've been so horny for all this time. I couldn't stop thinking about you. My cock was so impatient."

"What about my cock?" Merlin asked him. "I've been lying here, naked and tied, for all this time, knowing that you were spending your time with other sweaty men. It was so hard not to come."

Lancelot looked down at Merlin's perfectly stiff erection. He wasn't sure but it seemed harder than before. Its beautiful head was dripping with precum. It was hard to look at the state of the cock. He was proud of Merlin. He was proud that he found the strength not to come.

"Could we just get straight to the point?" Merlin pleaded. "I'm not sure I can stand it much longer."

"Okay," the knight agreed. "Let's have fun, boy," he said, winking at Merlin.

The warlock smiled knowingly. "Save me, Sir Lancelot," he whispered. "You're my last hope." He sighed like a maiden.

"That's my duty, isn't it?" Lancelot asked, smirking. "Should I take off my armour?"

"We don't have time for that." Merlin winked, smiling defiantly.

"If you say so." Lancelot pulled down his trousers, freeing his long, stiff cock. Nonetheless, Merlin couldn't freely admire the view. It was almost completely hidden under the armour. The pink head was the only part within Merlin sight.

"Show me more," the warlock begged. "I wanna see it!"

"Isn't that enough for you, boy?" Lancelot asked, stroking teasingly the head of his prick.

"Please, Sir Lancelot..." Merlin gave his friend a pleading look. "I'm so curious."

"All right," Lancelot agreed, pulling his cock out of the armour.

"It's beautiful," the boy whispered. "I would admire it for the whole day." He sighed. "But I also want to feel it. I crave for having the noble seed inside me. Please!"

Lancelot came closer and without any warning he pushed his index finger into his hole. "You're wet inside," he said.

Merlin gasped. "It's sorcerer's magical seed," he was barely able to speak. "He cast a spell to keep it in me so I could remember who I belong to." The spell was truly cast but it was put to prevent Lancelot's saliva from drying.

"I'll fill you up with my magic, boy," Lancelot said softly, pushing his next finger into Merlin.

"M-magic?" Merlin asked, pretending to be terrified. It sounded amusing.

"Not the real one," the knight said in a low voice. "I meant this magic." He stroked his cock with his free hand.

"Good," Merlin said as innocently as he was able to in such naughty situation.

Lancelot stopped fingerfucking his hole and pulled his fingers out of him. "Now I'm going to enter you with my sword. Is that okay with you?"

"Oh, yes!" Merlin nodded eagerly.

The knight smiled, stroking his friend's entrance with his cockhead. After a few seconds he pushed his hips forward a bit, opening Merlin up slowly.

"Gosh!" Merlin groaned.

"Tell me when it hurts too much," Lancelot warned him.

"Just don't stop," he begged, not caring about knight's words. "I need more."

Lancelot was more than eager to obey his will. He was steadily pushing himself into Merlin until the moment his length was fully inside him.

"Are you comfortable?" Lancelot glanced at his friend's face worryingly.

"Look at my cock and don't ask these questions... Sir." Merlin took a deep breath to keep himself sane. "Just move!"

"Like that?" Lancelot started to push his hips backwards and forwards at a slow pace. "You're so tight. It's not easy."

"But it feels good, doesn't it?" Merlin asked teasingly and smiled blissfully. "It does to me."

"The armour makes me slow," the knight complained. "I should have taken it off."

"No, you shouldn't have," Merlin told him. "Come on! You're a brave and strong knight. You fight wearing that iron! It shouldn't be such a big problem now."

"You're daring me," Lancelot mumbled. "Very well." He thrust into Merlin quite hard, making him moan loudly.

Merlin was about to say something but his friend was already distracting him with another thrust which was followed by a few more. Finally Lancelot found the spot that was making Merlin struggle furiously.

"What are you going to say now, boy?" Lancelot asked, pushing his hips.

Merlin was not able to answer and Lancelot knew it very well. The knight just kept on thrusting into his friend, watching his throbbing cock. He decided to give Merlin some relief by grabbing the erection. However the moment his fingertips touched the prick, Merlin yelled "don't!"

Astonished Lancelot took his hand back. "Why?" he asked, stopping thrusting into him.

"It's going to explode," Merlin explained. "I want to have fun for a little bit more."

"All right." Lancelot sighed. "So you don't want me to touch your penis."

"I do want it," Merlin said quickly. "However it's better this way. You can play with my cock later."

Lancelot smiled. "Very well!" he said and started moving again. He was supposed to make Merlin come without stroking his erection. Such thing required the double work of his own cock.

"You'll be free soon." Lancelot came back to playing their naughty game.

"Thank you, Sir Lancelot!" Merlin groaned loudly. "I'm going to cherish you until the day I die. You're my hero!"

The knight laughed. "I want to see you cum. Do it for me! Do it now!"

"Oh, Sir Lancelot!" Merlin moaned and the jet of white cum shot out of his cock. Lancelot watched the next jets in admiration. He did it. He made Merlin come and it was a wonderful view.

Lancelot could do nothing but follow his friend. With the long groan he filled Merlin's ass with hot and thick liquid.
When the orgasm haze passed, Lancelot realised two things. He was lying next to Merlin in his armour what was very uncomfortable and Merlin was no longer tied.

"Wow," the warlock mumbled.

"Yeah... I've just set you free, boy," Lancelot joked, making them both laugh. "Could you do something with my armour?" he asked after a while.

"Sure." Merlin's eyes flashed gold and Lancelot's armour appeared on the floor, leaving the knight completely naked.

"Thank you," Lancelot mumbled and kissed Merlin on his neck. "That's better."

"Should we take a nap?" the warlock asked, yawning.

"Are we going to have more fun after the nap?" Lancelot whispered seductively into his ear.

"Definitely!"

The End

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