Covenation

Shane, Joel and Will are faced with a new threat. A weapon so powerful, so hard to resist that the lives of not only themselves, but all those they care about could be affected. What could the weapon be that could devastate them just as they have formed their coven? His name is James Petrov, a devilishly handsome young man sent by their old foe Alistair and his coven to finish off what the dark magician couldn‘t complete himself. Can Shane, Joel and Will see through Alistair‘s plan before it‘s too late? Or will James prove too much, seducing them to the dark coven and ending their own, leaving a wake of destruction through time in his path?

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Covenation Adventures of the Magician’s Coven 2 By Mark Alders

My friends

Chapter One The Coven wakes

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agicians draw their power from their inherent abilities and those around them. In most cases, this can be their coven. In rare examples, this can be the very breath of the universe itself.” Dr. Obenweiser speaking at the Magician’s symposium. Shane Upton stirred. He had slept with Will and Joel, where he belonged and where he needed to be. With them he was complete and loved and wanted. Although, strangely, his dreams were filled with images which concerned him. How? His dreams were filled with another man. A man he hadn‘t seen before, yet gave him one of the most erotic dreams he had experienced in a long time…even when Joel and Will had become his coven and they had shared mind-blowing sex. In fact, he woke with an erection, which was far more than just morning glory. ―Hey, you‘re keen,‖ Joel said. He had run his hand down Shane‘s stomach to his groin to grab 1

Mark Alders his cock. He pulled on the root of it, retracting Shane‘s foreskin as far as it would go, as far as his frenulum would allow. Shane hissed through his teeth. A hiss of pleasure. Joel‘s hand felt good, especially when he began a jerking motion. ―Who‘s keen?‖ Will had stirred from his slumber, reaching over to the bedside table to get his glasses. ―Ol‘ Shane here, that‘s who.‖ Shane remained silent while Joel continued to pleasure him. Before he could turn to look upon Joel, give him a smile at the very least for his efforts, Will had retreated under the bedclothes. Seconds later, a wonderful, warm wet sensation engulfed the end of Shane‘s cock. Will had taken him into his mouth while Joel worked. Again Shane hissed, this time closing his eyelids tight. Unfortunately, the vision of the man who had haunted his dreams came into existence in his mind‘s eye. Shane tried as best he could to rid his thoughts of the vision, to no avail. Not even while his lovers pleasured him could he exorcise the devilishly handsome demon of a man, who had invaded his mind. ―Stop!‖ Shane cried out. His eyelids burst open and he sat bolt upright, forcing Will to move his mouth from the end of his throbbing cock and for Joel to cease jacking him off. 2

Covenation ―What‘s the matter?‖ Joel asked. His smile had been wiped from his face, concern replacing his once pleasant features. Will‘s features reflected concern, as well. ―Yeah, not like you to say no to a bit of fun, Shane. What‘s wrong?‖ Shane had no choice but to fess up. How could he not? He had the two most beautiful and important men in his life giving him such wondrous delights, without thought of reward, doing so for the sheer love they felt, that they deserved to know. They needed to understand why Shane responded the way he had. Why his boner wasn‘t the result of what they were going to do or what they were doing, as usual. ―My dreams have been invaded, guys. They have been all night.‖ Joel‘s expression changed again, one which seemed to relay hurt. ―So you don‘t want us anymore? You‘d rather get off on dreams and not the real thing?‖ ―It‘s not like that,‖ Shane replied. ―Then explain it to us,‖ Will said. Joel moved to sit on the edge of the bed, taking half the bedclothes with him. Will became uncovered. Shane had to admit, seeing them both naked sure was erotic. Why the hell should a dream, a vision of a man, get him so wound up when he had the real thing right in his bed, as Joel 3

Mark Alders had said. ―I think someone is calling me.‖ Will leant over, planting a kiss upon Shane‘s cheek. ―Like how we were called to become a part of your coven, you mean?‖ ―I‘m not sure.‖ Joel snorted. ―Hey, you‘re the magician. You tell us how it all works. How are we supposed to know if you don‘t?‖ ―That‘s not fair, Joel. You know I‘m learning about all this just as much as you are.‖ ―No.‖ Joel turned to look at Shane, his eyes misted. ―What‘s not fair is drawing us both into your coven and then not wanting us as soon as something else more interesting happens, that‘s what. Who is this dream man?‖ Shane could understand Joel‘s concern, but really, he couldn‘t fathom anything sinister from the dreams. ―What if this person wants to join us? We would all become stronger emotionally, and our lives would be richer in more ways than one if we had another member join our coven.‖ Will‘s face lit up. ―You mean we could become a foursome?‖ Shane nodded, bringing his arm around Will. ―Yes. Perhaps.‖ Joel‘s face softened. ―What if I don‘t want to be a part of a foursome? What if I‘m happy with our coven just the way it is?‖ 4

Covenation Shane‘s face hardened. Joel‘s concerns were valid. How he felt was as important as anything. ―Then we will stay as we are.‖ He reached over with his other hand to draw Joel closer. ―I‘m nothing without you guys. You are what‘s important to me, you know that.‖ Will said, ―I don‘t care how many join our coven, so long as we‘re able to fend off the bad guys and be a part of each other, I‘m cool.‖ Joel snorted again. ―Yeah, Will, you just want as much cock as you can get your hands on.‖ Will‘s cheeks flushed. ―So what if I do. Nothing wrong with that. Besides, Shane might be right. We might have another bloke out there who needs to be a part of our coven. Wouldn‘t that be fantastic?‖ ―What if he turns out to be an agent of evil? A dark magician? What do we do then?‖ Joel questioned. His words didn‘t seem as harsh as they were moments ago. In fact, he pressed his head into the crook of Shane‘s neck, his hand wandering back down to his groin. Shane loved it when they touched him. ―How about we take this one step at a time? I think I know where the voice wants us to go. We‘ll go there and find out what‘s behind all this dream stuff. Deal?‖ ―Sounds good to me,‖ Will said. He had kissed Shane again, his hand also tracing down to 5

Mark Alders Shane‘s erection—one which hadn‘t eased from the erotic dreams of last night, not from the close contact he had with his coven. Shane caressed Joel‘s head, feeling his soft hair. ―And you, Joel? How does that sound?‖ Joel replied, ―Let‘s just suck each other‘s cocks dry…then we can discuss things in more detail…all right?‖ ―You got yourself an arrangement, buddy.‖ Shane lay back down, letting Will and Joel pleasure him once more. When they had made him release all the cum inside his balls, he sucked them both in turn before they sucked each other. God, he loved being in a coven. God, he loved Joel and Will. He just hoped this man—the one who called him in his dreams, was someone who wanted to join them. Otherwise things could get real interesting…real interesting indeed with a dark magician who could invade his mind while he slept.

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Chapter Two Enhancing the Bond

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he other way to strengthen the bonds of a coven is to have all members as a trusted and loved whole. Sex isn’t the whole recipe. Sex is just the spoon which stirs the ingredients.” Dr. Obenweiser speaking at the inaugural Magician’s Master Chef Convention while appearing as a guest presenter.

Joel‘s cum slid down Shane‘s throat. Hot, sticky and bittersweet. He loved the taste of his men. Straight away, his lover‘s cock became flaccid, even while still in his mouth. Something Shane also loved. It meant that he could gain every drop from Joel. It also meant the strength he gave him was complete. His magical powers at full strength. When Joel‘s foreskin rolled back over his head, and the last remnants of cum tingled Shane‘s tongue, he came away. A dribble of saliva off the 7

Mark Alders mouth of Joel‘s foreskin the only evidence Shane‘s lips had even been around Joel‘s cock. With Joel‘s ejaculation, they had finished their lovemaking, their giving of power to Shane. Gaining magical energy from his coven‘s love was better than anything Shane had ever experienced. Then again, he had only been a magician a short time, magolescence having finished about two weeks ago. No more did his body do weird things. Thank goodness. ―Time to hit the shower,‖ Will said. Joel smiled, looking down at Shane. ―I think we should all make love to each other while we shower, don‘t you?‖ Shane nodded. ―Of course.‖ He knew what Joel was doing. He was making sure the bonds they had were solid before they went out searching for the man who had called Shane in his dreams. Fair enough. Shane could understand such thinking. He‘d probably be thinking the same, if he were in Joel‘s shoes and a mortal member of a magician‘s coven. ―So is the bloke calling you a magician?‖ Will asked. All three were now off the bed, heading for the bathroom, hand in hand. ―I don‘t know,‖ Shane replied honestly. ―He must have some powers if he can call a magician…right?‖ 8

Covenation Shane tried to recall what had happened when Joel and Will had joined him, an event which had happened a few weeks ago. He didn‘t remember them calling or their thoughts entering his mind. Perhaps Joel was right. Perhaps another magician wanted to join their coven. Was that even possible? Can a coven have two magicians? ―Suppose you‘re right,‖ Shane mused. They were staying at Will‘s house. His parents had welcomed them all with open arms and, much to Shane‘s surprise, gave them free reign of the house, especially when they were at work. Shane wished his father had the same openmindedness—or a shred of acceptance at the very least. If he could use his magic to turn his father‘s attitude, make him see that being gay wasn‘t a disease, then he would. He just couldn‘t comprehend how a parent could no longer love their child just because they chose to love someone of their own sex. Love was love after all, wasn‘t it? Those thoughts crowded his mind while Joel turned on the shower and Will got the towels organised. The next thing Shane knew, both of his men were caressing, kissing and enjoying him while hot water cascaded over his skin. ―I want to make love to you, Shane,‖ Joel said. A glimmer in his eyes and a crooked smile, one which Shane found irresistible, added a deeper meaning to his words. 9

Mark Alders Shane came around so Joel could take him. Will supported him, so Shane took the opportunity to work on his cock, pulling down on the root of his dick to retract his ample foreskin and get at his beautiful glistening, red head. A short moment after he began working his mouth over the length of Will‘s cock, a sharp, wonderful pain pierced him. His insides churned in a delicious way. Joel had entered him. He let out a moan. Joel pushed his rock hard cock in deeper and deeper, grabbing Shane by his hips to make sure he was well and truly tickling his prostate with his length. Shane shuddered. His stomach quivered, and his body seemed to melt. He loved being fucked, the feeling unlike any other a man could experience, one which sealed bonds and made lovers stronger beyond any words or any other physical expression. ―Save some action for me, Joel,‖ Will said. He pulled on Shane‘s chin, giving him the signal that sucking his cock was no longer enough. ―A moment longer,‖ Joel said with a whine and a deep guttural growl. His grip on Shane was tight, the motion hard and heavy. Seemed he was close to climax. He must have been as horny as hell to orgasm again so soon. Then again, Joel always was a bag of hormones which needed release, even before he joined Shane‘s coven and they were playing dare or getting drunk and 10

Covenation petting each other. Shane decided to spur him on. ―Give it to me as hard as you can, babyface.‖ No other words needed to be said. Above the noise of the water, Joel let out a cry, one like a victory call. Shane groaned again. For the final time, Joel pressed his body hard against Shane‘s arse to make sure his cock was as deep as it could go while he released his load, giving him every last drop. Joel pulled out and straight away Shane missed the feeling of being filled by his beautiful cock. Then again, he wouldn‘t have to wait long for the sensation to wash over him again. Will was eager for his share of Shane‘s arsehole. The room had filled with steam, hot and humid, and while Joel and Will swapped places, Shane said, ―I don‘t think anything could ever harm our coven.‖ ―Joel began washing his body with soap, concentrating on his genitals. ―I sure hope not.‖ Shane didn‘t get a chance to reply. Will had pierced him. Again, his stomach did somersaults and his whole body sang with the connection created by their joining. Will rubbed Shane‘s back, adopting a smoother, softer rhythm, which was more than welcome after Joel‘s rough style. Then again, Shane loved how the both of them were so different. They both gave him something 11

Mark Alders unique as well as feeding his magical powers. Joel had come so he was underneath Shane, touching his cock and nibbling on his foreskin to encourage him to hardness while Will used Shane‘s arsehole to pump the cum from his balls. His erection wasn‘t a long time coming. Joel sure knew how Shane liked to be touched. How he loved a sensitive hand over his head and foreskin, but rougher along his length. Once more, Shane let out deep, wanting groans. To have Will behind him and Joel underneath was more than heaven. It was perfect. His coven was indeed pure love. The familiar tingle of climax crept up to consume Shane. He couldn‘t help it and even though Will and Joel weren‘t finished, he couldn‘t hold back any longer. But before Shane could climax, his mind was invaded by the man who had haunted his dreams. He was tall, blond-haired and handsome. ―Where are you?‖ the strange man asked, filling Shane‘s mind with his image, fright etched onto his face. Shane gasped. The instant the man called out his name, he blew his load. Joel swallowed it all. Will had also reached climax, pressing hard against Shane‘s arsehole, emulating Joel and pushing his cock in as hard as it would go while he ejaculated. ―I‘m here!‖ Shane cried out. 12

Covenation Will asked, ―What?‖ Shane became overwhelmed. As Will pulled his cock out of him, he collapsed onto the wet, tiled floor. Everything span, and the water, once an erotic addition to their lovemaking, now became an annoyance as it found his eyes, nose and mouth. The last thing he remembered before he blacked out, before the man in his mind screamed and screamed for him to find him, was Joel and Will pulling him up off the floor.

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Chapter Three A turnaround

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f a magician’s coven can be joined with another, then the magician who rules them can become even more powerful. One of the greatest threats to a coven is amalgamation, or covenation as we call it in the trade.” Dr. Obenweiser’s guide on how to avoid covenation and other unfortunate situations, which a newly formed coven can face.

Shane opened his eyes. Will and Joel were looking down, concern more than evident in their expressions. ―Are you all right, Shane?‖ Joel asked. ―What happened?‖ Will added. Shane blinked, slow and deliberate. ―Someone needs our help.‖ ―Whatever you want us to do, we‘ll do it. I‘m just glad you‘re okay.‖ Joel came to kiss Shane. He 14

Covenation welcomed the gesture, opening his mouth so his lover could explore him any way he wished, dancing tongues and erotic sensations overwhelming him within moments. A welcome change to what happened a few moments ago, that‘s for sure. ―Me, too,‖ Will added, nudging Joel so he could kiss Shane as well. Soon, Shane‘s senses were awash by both of their tongues vying for his attention. He didn‘t mind one bit. In fact, for the longest time he shared his kisses with the both of them. When parted, Shane said, ―We‘ve got to see Dr. Obenweiser.‖ ―Well, I‘ve got classes today, so you‘ll have to count me out for now,‖ Will said. ―Will you be all right without me?‖ Shane replied, ―I think we should be, right Joel?‖ Joel offered a shrug of his shoulders. ―I promised my dad I‘d help him out at work today. You know, be his go-for boy….go for this…go for that…make coffee, that sort of stuff.‖ ―I‘d give anything to have a day with my dad again.‖ Shane fell silent for a moment. Will and Joel embraced him. Finally, and with the last argument he had with his father wheeling around in his mind, he added, ―Looks like I‘m seeing the doctor by myself.‖ 15

Mark Alders ―If you need me, just call…especially if you run into this mystery man who‘s been calling you.‖ Joel reached into a bedside drawer, retrieving some underwear. He was soon dressed, his cute buttocks now hidden by ill-fitting, oversized jeans. Seeing one of his lover‘s clothed was something Shane had to admit he disliked. Joel naked was a beautiful sight, after all. Will had dressed as well. Shane was left with no choice but to put clothes on. Before too long, farewell kisses and hugs were exchanged and Shane was driving by himself to Dr. Obenweiser‘s office. The first visit there had been an event, no doubt about it. Well, it was the first time Shane had shown anyone the effects of his magolescence—his dick which had turned into a carpet snake. Thank goodness magical puberty doesn‘t last long, otherwise Shane would have had many more embarrassing instances, he was certain. Then again, seeing as magolescence had run its course, it meant that he was now able to perform magic without hindrance. Trouble was, he hadn‘t a clue how to do such a thing. Sure, he had practised moving glasses of water across a table without touching them. He had even set paper alight with a mere thought. But to perform real magic. The stuff he had heard about, like 16

Covenation controlling the weather or manipulating objects, he could only dream about at the moment. Dr. Obenweiser was the man who was going to teach him such things, so visiting him now served a dual purpose. He would learn how to perform magic in a safe way, and try to get some idea about the man who had contacted him, who was calling for help, through his dreams. Shane was at the doctor‘s door before he knew it. ―Welcome, Mr. Upton,‖ Judy chimed as soon as Shane opened the door to the doctor‘s poky little office. The place a far cry from all the swish offices modern doctors have these days. ―You‘re a bit early today…the doctor isn‘t in—oh, wait, yes he is, his intercom light just went on. Go right in.‖ Shane chuckled, trying not to look rude, but unable to help himself by seeing the humour of a doctor who only ever saw one patient at a time and only during certain hours. The so-called waiting room was empty, a half dead fern the only thing in the room clinging onto the tradition of a stuffy room where fifteen year old magazines lay scattered about and the decor needed to be updated from the 1970s. ―I‘m the only one he needs to see today, aren‘t I?‖ Judy winked. ―Can‘t say your Medicare dollars aren‘t put to good use here.‖ ―Nope. Can‘t say that at all.‖ 17

Mark Alders Entering Dr. Obenweiser‘s office was like coming home in a way—well, more like home than the place his parent‘s lived. Even more so since his dad had kicked him out after seeing him in bed with Joel and Will. So what if he was gay? How did that affect his father? Again, Shane‘s mind wandered to the possibilities of having parent‘s as cool as Will‘s were…or Joel‘s for that matter. As soon as Shane opened the door to the inner sanctum of Dr. Obenweiser‘s quaint office, he was confronted with not only the sight of the doctor, all plump, salt and pepper hair and round John Lennon style glasses, but another man as well. The man from his dreams. Shane gasped, mouth agape for a moment. Dr. Obenweiser stood up and in his cheery, pleasant voice said, ―Ah, glad you could come today, dear fellow. I‘ve got someone here who has been simply dying to meet my star pupil.‖ But the doctor seemed different today. Had he gotten a haircut? No, that was too obvious. What Shane couldn‘t put his finger on was something weird about him…but not weird in such a way it would draw attention. More like a gut feeling. Yes, that‘s it. Shane wasn‘t getting the same vibe from the doctor as he usually did. Shane uttered. ―James Petrov.‖ Pushing his thoughts and concerns to the back of his mind. 18

Covenation The doctor glanced between the two young men. ―You know him, Shane?‖ Shane nodded. ―Yes. Yes, I do. He‘s been asking for my help…in my dreams.‖ The man named James Petrov offered out his hand. ―And I am glad you answered my call and are willing to help me.‖ For the second time in as many moments, Shane gasped. This time, the reason was James‘s touch. It was electric. In fact, with his presence in physical form instead of an apparition in his dreams, Shane couldn‘t help but become infatuated by him. He was even more handsome in real life. He was certain his heartbeat skipped a few beats before thumping hard from the reaction of his close proximity. Here he was in the flesh. The man in his dreams. ―Sure,‖ was all Shane could manage as the result of the man‘s touch coursed through his body to engorge his cock. Shane did his best to try and ease his discomfort, try and give his genitals some room in his ever restricting jeans, without looking like he had a huge boner in his pants, especially in front of the doctor. ―James here has also been contacted mentally, but by someone we all need to protect him from.‖ ―Why‘s that…and who do we have to protect him from?‖ Shane sat. In the end he decided such a thing was the best way to get comfortable 19

Mark Alders without taking off his clothes. His erection didn‘t ease. James said, ―Shane, I know you are a powerful magician, and so do many others. They will use whatever means they can to try and get you to turn to their side. I am also a magician, but one nowhere near as good as you. Still, I know enough to become a target myself.‖ Shane was confused. How did any other magician know he would be lured by this James character? Or, better yet, why use him in the first place? What purpose did such a thing serve? Dr. Obenweiser‘s next words helped address some of Shane‘s concerns. ―The other magicians know that you have two coven members who are both young men. They, from such knowledge, can deduce that you are attracted to those of the same sex as yourself. Remember, dark magicians will use any tools they can to gain power and a magician only attracts those to his coven who he is sexually interested in. After all, sex from his coven gives him his magical energy, doesn‘t it? Sure, it‘s not the be all and end all, but it‘s a good place to start. Take James here. He‘s young, attractive and, really, the perfect bait to capture you, dear fellow.‖ ―But I‘m happy with my coven how it is. Why would I be interested in welcoming a new addition?‖ 20

Covenation Dr. Obenweiser smiled, rubbing his goatee. ―Because that uncomfortable position you are seated in tells me one thing and one thing only.‖ James interjected, ―You fancy me?‖ Shane blushed. ―I like the look of a lot of boys. That doesn‘t mean anything.‖ Again, the doctor offered a knowing smile. ―Coming here this morning also tells me otherwise. We weren‘t scheduled to meet until tomorrow afternoon for our next magical lesson. By being here right now, when James came here as well, proves your need—whether knowingly or not—to expand your coven.‖ Shane swallowed hard. The doctor was right. By becoming a foursome, his coven would become even stronger and the magic he could draw from that strength would make him a threat to any who opposed him. He could see why others would want to stop such a thing. James coughed into his hand. ―But I haven‘t told you both the whole truth.‖ Shane and Dr. Obenweiser looked at the young man. ―What is that, dear fellow?‖ the doctor questioned, looking over the rim of his glasses. ―That the coven I am a part of used me to lure Shane, yes. But they don‘t want to become Shane‘s coven. They want Shane‘s to become a part of theirs.‖ The doctor took in a deep breath through his 21

Mark Alders nose, leaning back in his chair. ―You mean you were used as an opening volley for covenation?‖ James nodded. ―Yes. Alistair…our leader…is powerful…even I can‘t go against him. I would be punished if I did.‖ ―Alistair?‖ Shane yelped. That name sure was familiar and not in a good way either. Shane though he had dealt with that particular dark magician. Seemed he was wrong. Seemed the man had crawled out from the darkness, his wounds licked clean after the beating he received previously. ―Yes, Alistair,‖ James said. Dr. Obenweiser didn‘t seem to be concerned with the who of the situation, but the how of it. He knotted his hands behind his back. ―Oh, yes you can go against him, dear James. By coming here and telling us of this, you have already made the first in-roads into going against him.‖ James‘s face flashed confusion. ―But that was what I was sent to do. I was told to get into Shane‘s thoughts and manipulate the situation so he and his coven would join Alistair‘s. Don‘t you get that?‖ A smug smile replaced the jovial one the doctor wore up until that point. ―But this Alistair fellow didn‘t count on one thing.‖ Shane asked, ―What‘s that?‖ ―The power of attraction.‖ 22

Covenation In unison, both James and Shane asked, ―The what?‖ The doctor rocked his chair forward and got up, coming to pat Shane on his shoulder. ―I don‘t think I need to explain such things, now do I? Now, I‘ll give you both a few minutes alone to work it all out. I‘m sure after you‘ve finished and upon my return, things will become a lot clearer for the both of you.‖ Shane looked at James. If what he understood was correct, the doctor wanted them to make love to each other. ―I think I understand.‖ ―I know you do.‖ Dr. Obenweiser pressed the intercom button. ―Judy, can you make sure my schedule is cleared for the afternoon. Shane will be here a while.‖ ―You‘re schedule is always clear,‖ Judy said with an amused tone of voice. ―That‘s good. I knew I could count on you.‖ He then turned to Shane. ―I think you know what to do, gentlemen so I‘ll go grab some morning tea and something sweet. Do you both fancy doughnuts? I certainly do.‖ ―So…you expect us to fuck each other right here…right now?‖ James questioned, his face reflecting his complete surprise at the sudden turn of events, ignoring the doctor‘s offer of food. ―As I said, the power of attraction is a wonderful weapon against the dark side. Then, 23

Mark Alders once you‘ve all cemented your bonds, both with each other and then eventually with Shane‘s coven, we can make our move against this Alistair fellow. He won‘t know what hit him, to be honest.‖ Shane couldn‘t believe his ears. Then again, he didn‘t have much of a chance to contemplate what was said because the doctor had left his office. So much for learning about how to use magic today. Then again, his erection hadn‘t eased at all. In fact, it had gotten worse and his balls were aching. Looking at James, the man sure did need a good fucking. But did he feel the same? Did this Alistair bloke have too much of a hold over him to prohibit any new addition to Shane‘s coven? Could James be turned anyway? Did he want to be? Or would Shane need Joel and Will to do such a thing? Seconds later, he was alone with James.

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Chapter Four A Surreal Moment

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hen two covens join through mutual need, the results can be awesome. The more members of a coven, the more powerful a magician can become. But be warned, too much power is like a tap which can’t be turned off. At some stage, the bathroom will become flooded. When that happens, all hell can break loose. Magic, after all has rules and boundaries, just like any other force in the universe. Where that excess magic goes is anyone’s guess, but it won’t be good.” Dr. Obenweiser’s latest speech to the magician’s Spring symposium, avoiding the pitfalls of covenation.

Shane licked his lips. ―I suppose you think we‘re going to have sex now, don‘t you?‖ James questioned. ―I…I…yeah…why not? I mean, I do find you attractive and sharing our love will cement our 25

Mark Alders bond like the doctor says it will.‖ James snorted. ―We knew you‘d be weak when it came to physical attraction, that‘s why I was chosen. When I touched you earlier I placed an enhancement spell onto your skin. Finding your erection a little uncomfortable now, are we?‖ Shane stood silent for a moment, the throb in his pants getting worse and worse with each beat of his heart. He‘d never had a boner so strong before. How could James have tricked Dr. Obenweiser as well? Surely, the cock and bull story of being punished by his leader—Alistair— wouldn‘t wash with a man like the doctor, would it? Perhaps the doctor had been bewitched, as well. Was such a thing even possible? Could the doctor be influenced? Shane had never seen his coven. Shane swallowed hard, disappointment tainted his voice. ―So we‘re not going to make love, then?‖ James came close to Shane. ―Oh, we will. But only when my coven has you and your coven members as our own.‖ ―I won‘t join you, not now, you bastard.‖ James came to run his hand over the bulge in Shane‘s jeans. ―You will if you want me to release the enhancement spell I have over you. In fact, real soon you‘ll be begging me to suck you off and fuck you, just to relieve the tension that will build and build until you can‘t stand it any longer.‖ 26

Covenation ―But the doctor will be back soon. Then you‘ll be found out for the weasel you really are.‖ ―I‘ll have plenty of time to do what I need to do. Now…let me unzip your jeans and free that dick of yours. Otherwise, you‘ll pop, I‘m sure.‖ Shane stepped back. Sure, his dick was aching, full of blood and as hard as he‘d ever been. He was also in the presence of one of the most handsome men he had ever set his eyes on. But still. Circumstances had changed. James was a dark magician…or influenced by one at the very least. Then, out of the blue, and to Shane‘s complete and utter surprise, James let out a yell. Seconds later, he was on the floor of the doctor‘s office, clenching himself in the foetal position. A long moment passed. The man began to cry. With a weak voice, one barely audible over the gentle whir of the airconditioning, he said, ―Help me.‖ Shane was at a loss as to what to do. Should he offer assistance? Was this all part of a trick? To him it looked as though James was a man who had been split into two. One moment he was confident, a magician gloating over his perceived victory, the next he‘s a whimpering mess on the floor begging for help. What the fuck was going on? ―Who are you?‖ Shane asked. He reached into 27

Mark Alders his pocket to retrieve his phone. He dialled Joel‘s number. No answer. He dialled Will‘s. Again, no answer. Panic began to creep its way into Shane‘s thoughts. What was really going on here? First Dr. Obenweiser gives him weird feelings…and he knew—bet his last dollar, the man would never let him have sex with anyone, magician or otherwise, in his office. Then, to make matters more interesting, this James fellow seemed to be suffering from some sort of bipolar condition. But the last straw, the thing that topped it all off, his phone wasn‘t working. Shane leant over to press the intercom button. ―Who‘s that in Dr. Obenweiser‘s office? How did you get in there? Answer me or I‘ll call the police,‖ Judy said, her voice as stern as Shane had ever heard. ―Um…it‘s Shane here. You let me in…remember? The doctor left a short while ago leaving me here with a man who‘s now crying and blubbering nonsense. It‘s freaking me out, to be honest.‖ There was a moment of pause, before Judy said, ―Shane? Yes…it is you. I‘m sorry, but I didn‘t let you in and the doctor hasn‘t passed this way recently.‖ 28

Covenation ―I don‘t understand.‖ A click pierced the air, then Judy added, ―Oh, wait. Here‘s the doctor now. I‘ll send him in. Perhaps he can sort out this mess.‖ Shane turned to look upon James, make sure he was all right. Again, to his surprise, and not for the first time today to feel such a way, something confronted him which he wouldn‘t have expected in a million years. James was gone. Not gone as in got up and left, but gone as in disappeared into thin air. Shane‘s erection had also eased. Much to his delight. Sure, he‘d have a pre-cum stain on his boxers to envy all stains, but thank the gods he could be comfortable once more, his mind able to concentrate on the matters at hand instead of any sexual relief. Although, his balls did ache. He cursed himself. He‘d be suffering from blue balls for a couple of hours, he‘d wager. He made a mental note to make sure he was careful if he got intimate with Joel or Will before lunch today. ―What‘s this, dear fellow?‖ Dr Obenweiser questioned. He had entered the office, placing his coat onto the rack and taking off his hat. ―You‘re here early today and from what I hear, some strange things are afoot. Which is right up my alley, let me assure you.‖ Shane mouthed words, but nothing comprehensible came out of his mouth. Finally, he 29

Mark Alders managed, ―You‘ve just got here, haven‘t you?‖ The doctor nodded. ―Yes. Why?‖ Shane explained everything, including the dreams, the erection, the dual personality of James and how everything seemed…fucking weird. Dr. Obenweiser listened with his usual interested intent. He rubbed his goatee, smiled in the right places and continued to nod when Shane paused, but not once did he interrupt. This was the doctor Shane knew and loved, and yes, that sense of security, the feeling the doppelganger who looked like the doctor, didn‘t have. When Shane had said his piece, the doctor pressed the intercom button. ―I‘m just popping out for a moment with Shane, Judy. Seems we have a dark magician working his evil magic and Shane here has somehow managed to manipulate events to protect himself.‖ ―Sure thing, Doctor.‖ Shane looked with intent at the doctor. ―I did what?‖ ―You are so much more powerful than a magician who just manipulates normal matter. You know, set things alight, move things…etc, etc. What you did, and from what I understand, you changed space time events to protect yourself from the dark magician. You also revealed that this James fellow may not be completely under Alistair‘s spell. In any case, we must act fast, so 30

Covenation supplies to help our cause are first on our agenda.‖ ―But I didn‘t do very well manipulating events, as you say. James got to me…I mean, my cock…it wouldn‘t go flaccid while he was here…and he could do stuff to me.‖ The doctor looked Shane up and down. ―Nobody‘s perfect the first time around. You‘ll get the hang of it. Soon you‘ll be putting Einstein to shame with how the universe can be manipulated to your desire—say, Joel and Will gave you a lot of loving this morning, didn‘t they?‖ ―Yes.‖ The doctor slapped Shane on his shoulder. ―The power of your coven is channelled through you during physical contact. No wonder you had the energy to manifest James from your visions. I am impressed.‖ ―Thanks…but I have blue balls like you wouldn‘t believe right now because of it.‖ ―Just don‘t wear anything tight.‖ ―Say, where are we going? You didn‘t tell me.‖ ―We‘re going to the Chalk and Board store in the old mall on Main Street. We need to pick up a few things. Suffice it to say, this James fellow is in trouble and Alistair must be stopped. To do that, we must be prepared and you will need your coven.‖ ―I think you‘re a part of my coven, you know, 31

Mark Alders doctor?‖ Dr. Obenweiser chuckled. With a voice which was the cheekiest Shane had ever heard the man speak, he said, ―Thanks, my friend, but for heaven‘s sake don‘t ask me to have sex with you. I can‘t get down on my knees like I used to be able when I was younger.‖ Shane managed a smile, too. One that relieved him and was more than needed after recent events. Come to think of it, only the doctor, the real doctor, could have done such a thing. He sure was thankful he had found the old man back when magolescence started to change his body. ―Well, let‘s call you an honorary member, hey?‖ ―I‘d like that. Now, let‘s get on with things. I fear your new friend James is in all sorts of strife and if we don‘t act fast he could be turned to the dark side forever.‖ Shane and Dr. Obenweiser left the office. As soon as Shane entered the reception area, greeted by Judy‘s smile, his phone gained a signal and came to life. It vibrated and buzzed like crazy. When he checked the display, seemed Joel and Will had been trying to contact him for a while. The blinking message icon, one which begged attention, more than enough evidence of that. He dialled Joel‘s number first.

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Chapter Five Tools of the Trade

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o perform magic is quite simple. Channel your inherent powers through something tangible, something familiar. Some use chalk. Others use a wand. I’ve even known one magician to use a laser pointer. Whatever you choose, you’ll soon be wielding your powers in no time. After all, as the old saying goes, practise makes perfect.” Dr. Obenweiser talking to Shane while he has his full attention in the car.

Joel and Will joined them at the old mall. Of course, there were plenty of hugs and kisses and onlookers staring on. Shane didn‘t care what other people thought. He had his coven with him again and that‘s all he cared about. People could go take a long walk off a short pier if they didn‘t like the sight of people sharing their affection for one another. Besides, it‘s not like he was fucking them 33

Mark Alders in public. ―You know I skipped class to be here,‖ Will said. ―Sorry, mate.‖ Shane kissed him again. ―But this is important and you know I wouldn‘t have called you otherwise.‖ Joel held Shane‘s hand. ―I‘m glad for the distraction to be honest. Dad‘s got this new secretary and he‘s fawning all over her like she‘s a lost puppy or something. Ack…and she‘s playing on it and all, miss perky tits, she is. Next she‘ll be in his will or something and I‘ll be calling her mum.‖ Dr. Obenweiser said, ―That‘s why he‘s treating her like a goddess. She‘s reminding him of his youth. Nothing wrong with that, dear fellow.‖ ―More like she‘s reminding him where his cock goes.‖ Joel whined. ―Just before you called me, Shane, she was filing papers in the bottom drawer…I swear you could see what she had for breakfast with her skimpy little panties out for all to see. Then again, Dad couldn‘t put his tongue back into his mouth for ages. Bet he‘s got plenty of wank bank material for later, just from that one incident.‖ Shane let out a laugh. ―I‘m sure if it was a sexy male secretary your dad had hired, you‘d be singing a different tune.‖ Joel shrugged his shoulders. ―Maybe. But dad 34

Covenation wouldn‘t ever do that. It‘s fine for him to drool, but if I see a bloke and wolf whistle or something, he tells me to cool it.‖ Will interjected, ―Double standards. That‘s the trouble with straight folks.‖ Shane added, ―Well, at least your dad accepts that you‘re gay, whether he minds you checking boys out or not. My dad disowned me, remember.‖ Both Will and Joel embraced Shane once more. Joel said, ―Sorry, buddy. You‘re right. I‘ve got nothing to complain about.‖ Will asked, ―Where‘s the doctor?‖ Shane turned to look around the mall. Seemed Dr. Obenweiser had decided he‘d had enough of their conversation and moved on. ―I know where he‘s headed. C‘mon, follow me.‖ A short moment later, Shane, Will and Joel had met up with Dr. Obenweiser at the Chalk and Board store. The old man was perusing the chalk stick section. Shane couldn‘t help but become amused by such a thing. Dr. Obenweiser had told him many times magicians use everyday objects to help channel their powers. The thing was, Shane didn‘t need any. He‘d moved objects and manipulated the elements all without needing anything in his hand. In fact, this morning he managed to change the events of the universe. Sure, not so successfully, but still, he had done it 35

Mark Alders all without chalk or a pencil or whatever else a magician can use. ―Have you considered using a grounding device, Shane?‖ the doctor said as soon as he approached. ―I was just thinking about that.‖ Joel said, ―You should go over to the sex shop and get a big dildo. That‘ll be a hoot channelling your powers through that. Fucking hot, too.‖ Shane rolled his eyes. Dr. Obenweiser said, ―Well, if he does choose such a crude device, he must be prepared to use it no matter the situation. I can imagine the embarrassment if he had to produce a sex shop dildo to perform magic to rescue an old lady‘s cat, can‘t you?‖ Will chuckled. ―It wouldn‘t take long for the whole neighbourhood to label you a complete pervert.‖ Shane added, ―They already think that, especially on my street. My parents will have seen to that. Still, I think Joel was only joking…I most certainly wouldn‘t use a dildo except to teach him a lesson.‖ Joel smiled and his eyes lit up. ―Is that a promise?‖ ―Ah, here‘s what I want.‖ The doctor pulled a fifty pack of extra-long chalk sticks off the shelf. ―I am a firm believer in…‖ 36

Covenation But Shane didn‘t hear the rest of what the doctor said. For an instant, one that scared him more than he would have liked, the whole room seemed to turn, like viewing it from the inside of a washing machine. When Shane steadied himself, but not knowing how, James came into view. The sight of the young man sent chills up and down his spine, especially when he realised the extent of the vision. James was being tortured. ―James!‖ Shane screamed out. He felt hands grab him, probably Joel and Will‘s. But he couldn‘t concern himself with such things right now. The man doing the torturing, the one whipping the bare flesh on his back while he cried out in agony, was shrouded and unrecognisable. Was he Alistair? The vision proved one thing. The doctor was right. James was in trouble. Again Shane called out. Many, many times the lash of the whip cracked across James‘ back. The sight was sickening. Shane crumpled to his knees, having to swallow hard to try and keep the contents of his stomach where they belonged. In an instant, the vision was gone. If he could manipulate space-time events, he failed miserably just then. He should have been able to stop the whipping at the very least. To have to witness such a thing was beyond belief. That sort of stuff 37

Mark Alders only happened in the dark ages, didn‘t it? Then…with that thought, something horrific struck Shane. The vision was coming from the past. A past that happened at least eight hundred years ago, if his instincts were correct. ―I just saw James,‖ Shane said with a splutter, catching his breath. Unable to utter his concerns yet because he wasn‘t sure he believed it himself. Joel, Will and the doctor were comforting him. Dr. Obenweiser asked, ―Where is he?‖ Shane had to think for a moment, get his thoughts into a cohesive and logical order before he revealed his fears. Sure, the vision didn‘t show much, only James tied to a rack and the torturer doing his thing. But he got a feeling, one that rose up inside him to make itself known. The vision definitely came from deep in the past. ―Hang on…‖ he said, rising to his feet. ―If I‘m right, we have a long way to go.‖ The shop attendant had also come over to see what all the fuss was. ―You boys okay? ‗Cause if you‘re doing anything weird in here, you can all leave, got it?‖ Dr. Obenweiser stepped up to the man and began explaining everything, including waving a very expensive box of chalk sticks at him to draw his attention. They were at the counter in no time, leaving Shane and his coven alone. ―What did you see?‖ Joel asked. 38

Covenation ―I saw James being whipped by a hooded man.‖ Joel asked, ―Where? We need to get to him then.‖ Shane looked at them both in turn. ―That‘s just the problem. The vision came from the middle ages, I think…from the past. I‘m positive. In fact, guys, I‘d bet my life on it.‖ Dr. Obenweiser came back into view, concern drawn onto his face. ―Well, that means two things, dear fellow. One, this latest vision confirms you are a space-time manipulator, a magician beyond one who draws their powers from the elements alone, and two, Alistair is also very powerful if he can reach you from the past.‖ Joel and Will looked at each other. ―What does that mean in plain English?‖ Shane asked. ―It means you will most certainly need your coven if you are to rescue James from this dark magician who has hidden himself in the middle ages.‖ Will‘s face reflected the doctor‘s of a few moments ago. ―What can we do?‖ The doctor placed his newly acquired box of chalk into his jacket pocket. Then a broad smile lit up his face unlike anything before. He said, slow and deliberate. ―Your shared sex this morning gave Shane the power to manipulate events, that 39

Mark Alders much we know. This time, to make sure Shane‘s actions are more precise and to minimise errors, you, my dear fellows, will have to perform a very sacred ceremony indeed. One involving something more profound than sex. One which will help Shane‘s powers grow to such a level he will be able to transport us all back in time to rescue James.‖ Joel whistled. ―That would have to be one hell of an orgasm for him to be able to do that.‖ Will brought his arm around Shane. ―Whatever Shane needs me to do, I‘m there for him.‖ Dr. Obenweiser‘s smile remained. ―That‘s the spirit. Now, we must act quick. Sex of the level needed to achieve our goal can‘t be rushed and if we don‘t get started straight away, I‘m afraid James may no longer need us.‖ ―Do you think Alistair will kill him?‖ Will asked. ―If it serves his purpose, yes.‖ Shane said, ―We could also be walking into a trap.‖ Dr. Obenweiser winked. ―No doubt about that.‖ He grabbed Shane‘s arm, leading him out of the store. ―We must get back to my practise. You three will need to prepare mentally for what‘s to follow. In fact, during our journey, it would help if you clear your minds by concentrating on your breathing. I will guide you through the rest of the 40

Covenation process.‖ ―We‘re going to be naked in front of you, aren‘t we, Doctor?‖ Joel asked. ―Nothing I haven‘t seen before, dear fellow.‖ Shane swallowed hard. ―It‘s not being naked or performing sexual acts in front of you that I‘m worried about, Dr. Obenweiser. It‘s what‘s waiting for us eight hundred years ago, that I‘m worried about.‖ For a brief instant, Dr. Obenweiser looked forlorn. ―Me, too,‖ he whispered.

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Chapter Six The Ritual of Sex

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f all the powers in the universe, love is the most potent, but sometimes a coven’s love needs to be heightened. Sometimes a magician may need more than just the physical love of those around him to perform a particularly difficult spell. Sometimes he needs their spiritual loving as well. To do this, a sexual ritual, not unlike tantric sex, is required. In these instances, supervision by an outsider is desirable. The power of such a ritualistic experience can be too great, and a bystander not involved in the act can be a welcome safety net to ensure no one is injured from the experience.” Dr. Obenweiser speaking to a tantric sex class comprising of young magicians and their covens.

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Covenation point. Three white. Two black. When the wicks were lit, he said, ―Time to begin. I don‘t normally like to witness such things, as you know, dear fellow. I believe sharing each other physically should be sacred and not something to witness, but seeing as this is the first time you‘ll be using your coven‘s sex to power a time jump, I should be here to guide you. Besides, I want to come along as well, and I can only do that if I‘m inside the pentacle when you cast the spell.‖ Shane didn‘t need any more encouragement than that. At first he was a little uncomfortable with the thought of performing in front of the old man, but when he put the situation into such words, making his role clear, he felt better. Sure, he was as nervous as hell, but James needed him, trap or not. He disrobed. Will and Joel took off their clothes, too. Actually, Shane saw the funny side of all this. Three young men, stark naked and in front of an older one who were all inside a pentacle of magic complete with candles and in a dark room for good measure. All they needed was a sacrificial goat and they would have the complete set for a bizarre porn fantasy. ―What do I need to do?‖ Shane asked. ―Concentrate on the event. Don‘t think about the end result. You must use your mind and your 43

Mark Alders body in harmony to gain as much power from your coven‘s love as you can draw. Concentrate on your actions, your touch and your breath. Don‘t worry about the climax. If you can do this, then their power will feed your magic to its fullest extent.‖ Shane nodded. He knelt down in the centre of the pentacle and his coven followed his lead. Actually, concentrating on the moment was easier than what he would have first thought. Seeing Joel and Will bathed in candlelight, their skin tones warm and sensuous, something to behold and get lost within. Shane drew them both close. Joel was erect, his foreskin already retracted, the end of his cock glistening in the subdued light from pre-cum. Will‘s cock was hardening, too. Both of them smiled. Soon, Shane didn‘t even see where the doctor had decided to sit. He was lost in the moment with the two men he loved, the whole experience unlike anything he had shared with them before, so serene and magical. Which surprised Shane. They hadn‘t even kissed yet. ―Touch each other using only your fingertips,‖ Dr. Obenweiser began. ―Feel each other‘s bodies like it‘s the first time you‘ve seen each other naked.‖ Shane, Joel and Will did as the doctor suggested. Actually, Shane enjoyed feeling the contours of Joel‘s stomach, the ridges where his 44

Covenation muscles bulged. With his other hand he ran his fingertips across Will‘s chest. His pecks were perfect. In fact, as he touched his men, he experienced them on a level that seemed to heighten his senses. He could feel their power, their strength being transferred into him through his sensual touch. By now, all three of them were fully erect. Will was touching Shane‘s chest. Joel had moved so he could caress the taut skin on Shane‘s cock, concentrating his efforts on the retracted foreskin at his coronal ridge. Shivers of delight ran through Shane as both continued their touch across his body. All three of them breathing harder, cheeks flushed, pupils dilated, and skin heated from the experience so far. ―Now move so you are all joined. Remember, dear fellow, concentrate on your breathing. Channel the energy you are receiving back into yourself instead of using it to achieve climax.‖ Will came to lie down, opening his legs. Shane could see his stomach quiver. He was biting his bottom lip. Seemed he wanted to get on with things instead of performing this slow dance. Still, Shane knew the doctor was right. He had to draw as much power from them as he could. He didn‘t want any mistakes like the last time he manipulated space-time events. 45

Mark Alders Joel kissed him and Shane manoeuvred into position between his legs. They brushed lips many times, both breathing hard, before they sealed their contact and began their passionate kiss. Shane pulled at the root of his cock, making sure his foreskin was fully retracted so he could experience the full sensitive sensation of his glans engulfed by the soft tissue of Will‘s arsehole. ―Remember, climax isn‘t your goal.‖ The doctor‘s voice seemed distant. Shane didn‘t reply. He pierced Will. In an instant, Will let out an extended moan, one which filled Shane with not only joy, but more and more energy for the spell he was going to cast. He gained his rhythm. Joel manually stimulated Will‘s cock, keeping up with his kisses, while Shane fucked him. Seconds later, Will blew his load. ―Keep calm, Shane, my dear fellow.‖ Will got up, not bothering to wipe away the cum from his stomach and chest. Instead, he came behind Shane and began feeling his back, touching with his fingertips the way the doctor had taught them. A short moment after that, Will was caressing Shane‘s buttocks, making his way so he could stimulate his arsehole. Joel lay down. Shane came to enter him. With a gasp, a yell and a relieved sigh when Shane was in as deep as 46

Covenation he could go and his large head was buried deep inside his lover, Joel smiled. ―You‘re the fucking best,‖ he said with a groan as Shane began pumping is arse for all he could give. With Will behind him and Joel attached to his cock, Shane could feel climax knocking on his every nerve. The familiar tingle, the tightening of his balls, the numbing of his hardness, all meant one thing. He wasn‘t going to last long. The doctor must have sensed such a thing. Then again, Shane‘s face, all deep with concentration and eyelids shut tight, must have been a huge clue he was close to blowing his load, anyway. ―Think of where James is, dear fellow. As you release the power of both your own being and that which you have been given by your coven, think of what you must achieve.‖ Shane pushed hard into Joel. His lover let out a delighted yelp. In his mind‘s eye, he thought about the encounter with James in the doctor‘s office. The sense he got that proved to him the man was reaching out from a deep past. Soon, as his body tightened and every muscle now worked to achieve orgasm, Shane imagined the place he had to go. The place he had to take his coven if he was going to rescue James from the evil Alistair. Then…with one almighty rush of everything he had within him, physical, mental and spiritual, Shane climaxed. He had closed his eyelids even 47

Mark Alders tighter as he pumped more and more of his thick, creamy cum into Joel. A huge load, which had been building for what seemed an eternity. In fact, he squirted so much ejaculate into his man, he was sure Joel would be sneezing semen for weeks afterwards. Whatever the doctor had told him, it sure had worked. Shane had orgasmed unlike any other time in his life, collapsing onto Joel. Exhausted. Sweat clung to him, his hair dripping from his efforts. He was spent. When Shane opened his eyelids, a forest greeted his vision. The air was crisp and smelled of sweet floral and wood. He looked around, taking in the view that confronted him, admitting he felt disorientated and took a moment to process the new information. Was such a thing a result of time travel? A man‘s voice boomed and Shane turned to where the commotion had come from. Joel and Will were on their feet, looking as perplexed as Shane felt bemused. Dr. Obenweiser was nowhere to be seen. ―Are we in the middle ages?‖ Will asked, offering his hand to Shane. Shane accepted, getting to his feet and brushing off squashed blue-bells and dirt off his skin. The answer to Will‘s question came moments later when the man who belonged to the booming voice 48

Covenation spoken earlier presented himself. He emerged from the thick trees, which surrounded them. He was dressed as a knight of old, only not wearing a full suit, just a chest plate, leather trousers and red robe that cascaded behind him. His features were stern, yet handsome. Thick, black curly hair his crowning glory. He was also tall. More than six foot give an inch or three. He spoke again. Shane didn‘t have a clue what the knight said. Seemed the man was speaking a language he had no idea about, yet in some odd way, a few of the words seemed familiar. He could certainly pick out words in the string of sentences the man sprouted. Sure, they were all naked and in the depths of a forest, but the knight didn‘t seem too fussed by such a sight. To Shane, he seemed to be taken in with the discovery of three young nubile men lurking in the undergrowth like fairies of the old stories. The knight ran his gaze over all of them. A smile curled the corner of his thick lips and his deep brown eyes glistened with a look Shane didn‘t need any translation for. The knight liked what he saw. ―Good morrow, good sirs,‖ the knight said. Shane was taken aback. He did speak English, after all. The man added, ―I pray your pardon for you three to come hither and join me if you are to 49

Mark Alders stay safe this night. Many a strange happenings in the forest after night fall.‖ ―Who are you?‖ Joel asked, standing firm, hands on hips. Which was quite a ridiculous gesture really. What was he going to do, naked and unarmed, if the knight attacked him? He sure couldn‘t use his cock to parry the huge sword the knight wore at his side. In any case, the next thing Shane knew, Joel was pulled close to the knight for his seemingly cheeky defiance, a yelp resulting. He was spanked on his naked buttocks, the thwack echoing through the trees, then lifted over the knight‘s shoulders, fireman style. Joel didn‘t get a chance to protest, for he was carried away like some sort of belonging from the clearing they had landed within. Which, if Shane was reading the situation correctly, was what he believed had happened. The knight had claimed Joel. The knight turned, uttering, ―You will all comfort me this night. Then, on day break, we will discuss our alliance. Things have happened which need to be addressed.‖ A gesture to follow made sure Shane and Will understood. Will grabbed Shane by his hand, squeezing tight. ―I‘m scared, Shane.‖ ―Don‘t worry. I have an idea.‖

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Chapter Seven Allegiances Made

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embers of a coven are all equally important. No part great or lesser than the other. In fact, the magician himself is really no more or less important than the whole, either. Without his coven he is nothing, after all.” Fact number one from Dr. Obenweiser’s facts and fallacies of being a magician booklet.

Shane couldn‘t help but let out a chuckle of amusement while he watched Joel roll his eyes and surrender to the situation of being carried away. Actually, Shane didn‘t get a sense of malicious intent from the knight at all, and the plan which formed in his mind looked like it would stand a chance of being successful. The truth be told, the knight, even though strange with his actions, seemed to care for them. Why else would he tell them about the dangers of the night? 51

Mark Alders Unless there was an ulterior motive. Again, Shane didn‘t get such a feeling. For the here and now, he would play along. Perhaps the knight would know something about where Alistair and his coven were located. Will whispered, ―Looks like Joel has been claimed as the knight‘s prize for tonight.‖ Shane stopped, looking Will in the eye. ―I think we all have been claimed.‖ ―What‘s your plan then?‖ ―You‘ll see. I‘ll wait for our new friend to make his first move before I act. I have a hunch things will be okay.‖ Will squeezed Shane‘s hand again. ―I hope you‘re right.‖ ―So do I.‖ A wooden cabin-like structure presented itself, nestled on the edge of a large clearing. The structure was large, well-constructed, yet looked like no other inhabitants lived within it. Did the knight live alone? No wonder the sight of three naked young men in walking distance from his house was something he was compelled to act upon. When they were within the cabin proper, Joel was carefully placed onto a large, comfortable looking bed-like thing, which dominated the room, all heavy wood and feather down mattress. There would be room for ten to sleep on it at least. 52

Covenation Rugs and cushions covered the furniture, creating a mountain of fabric. Joel seemed to be lost. Actually, the whole front room was impressive. Filled with lavish furnishings and luxurious materials of all kinds. The knight sure had taste. ―We are now safe, good sirs.‖ The knight glared at Joel. ―But you, my handsome one, take my interest beyond any measure I have for no other save for one. Yes, you are all from the gods, but you are perfection incarnate.‖ Shane said, ―I think he‘s trying to say he fancies you, Joel.‖ Joel sat up, trying his best to fight his way up from the soft material and a mound of cushioning he had found himself on. ―What gave you that idea? Was it him carrying me through the forest like some prized buck after a hunt, or staring at me like a love-sick teenager, hmm?‖ A long moment of silence followed. The knight had taken off his robe and his chest plate. He was at a sort of larder, pouring a thick amber fluid into four metallic goblets. If he could play music on a record player, the scene would be set. This was a classic make-out scenario if Shane had ever seen one, middle ages or not. Thankfully, recorded music hadn‘t been invented yet. Shane couldn‘t bear hearing Barry White playing right now while the knight seduced Joel and then the rest of them. Finally, Joel added, ―Why don‘t we just make a 53

Mark Alders run for it?‖ ―You heard what he said. Strange things have been happening around here.‖ Shane took them both by their hands. ―No. We must work together in the only way we know how. Through our sex. Then, and only then, will we have a chance of getting out of here and doing what we came to do.‖ ―I wish Dr. Obenweiser was here,‖ Will added. The knight brought over the drinks he had poured. Joel, not standing on ceremony, said, ―You want to fuck me, don‘t you?‖ A puzzled expression crossed the knight‘s brow. ―I know not of what you speak, Oberon‘s messenger.‖ ―Oberon‘s what?‖ Joel asked. Will clicked his fingers. ―Hang on. He thinks we‘re spirits…or fairies. Yeah, that‘s it. No wonder he wanted to claim us all as soon as he saw us.‖ Shane chuckled. ―Well, we are fairies, aren‘t we? I mean, I didn‘t think that term was used back in the middle ages, but still, we are all gay boys.‖ Will shook his head. ―No. No. Not fairies as in homos, but fairies as in messengers of the woodland gods. Oberon was the leader of all fairies according to legend, and forest folk, or fairies would do his bidding. To capture a fairy meant you could gain great luck, if you could see through any tricks the fairy may create to avoid 54

Covenation capture.‖ ―Well…we didn‘t do a hell of a lot to avoid capture, did we?‖ Joel rolled his eyes again. ―And for that matter, how did he find us so quick? The forest didn‘t look small, that‘s for sure.‖ Shane pondered Joel‘s words for a moment. ―Perhaps he was drawn to us, just like you two were drawn to me so we could make our coven.‖ ―Whatever the case,‖ Will said, ―I don‘t think he‘s going to let us go in too much of a hurry. He believes we‘re fairies and to him a gift which will bring him luck. Sure, he won‘t hurt us, but still, being a prisoner is still being a prisoner.‖ Shane rubbed his chin. ―If it‘s fairies he wants, it‘s fairies he‘ll get. I think I can create a trick or two to make him think twice about holding us here.‖ In his mind he imagined the contents of the room, furniture and all, dancing about, falling to the floor and spinning around their heads. Within seconds, the thought had become a reality. Dishes, plates, cushions, chairs, and even the huge bed Joel had been thrown upon, all created a frenzied maelstrom of bric-a-brac all around them. The knight‘s reaction to all the confusion wasn‘t what Shane expected at all. He laughed. Then, without warning the knight pushed Joel back onto the bed with one fluid motion, something which looked effortless. Joel, 55

Mark Alders surrounded by cushions and cloth, sunk into the bed, unable to get up in a hurry. But what was more interesting was before Shane could adjust his spell to try and distract the knight once more, try and save Joel, the knight lunged forward, grabbing both Shane and Will by their foreskins, pinching the skin tight. At the same time, and still while laughing with a glee only he understood, he bellowed, ―Hinkey, pinkey, Maiden‘s pin, catch a fairy by his foreskin. If he screams, let him go, otherwise he‘s yours to know.‖ Shane knew he hadn‘t screamed, mainly because the shock of a complete stranger pulling on his foreskin was something which didn‘t happen every day of the week. In fact, not even Will or Joel did such a thing, during sex or otherwise. The result of Shane witnessing such a sudden and unexpected turn of events, was that his spell was broken. Everything crashed to the floor, inanimate once more. He simply couldn‘t concentrate on the objects and the sting emanating from his foreskin at the same time. The knight‘s intention all along he‘d wager. Will said, ―If you don‘t let us go, we‘ll wither away and die. Fairies don‘t last long away from their woodland home. You should know that!‖ The knight let go. The relief of not having the best part of Shane‘s cock being pinched by the 56

Covenation knight‘s huge fingers and thumb was tangible. Shane let out a gasp to emphasise his feeling. Will did as well. ―I was never going to hurt you, Oberon‘s children. I was always going to let you go. But a man down on his luck is always open to fate and seeing you three, having you call me to you, was an opportunity I couldn‘t resist. You understand, don‘t you, good sirs?‖ Shane knew right then the man wasn‘t malicious. In fact, the last few words he spoke were the most profound he had ever heard. They were said with genuine conviction. In the end, Shane had no choice but to add, ―We will help you with whatever you need us to do. But the favour must be returned. We require something from you, knight.‖ ―Please, I am Laurence.‖ His face went stern, the previous joviality of before dissipated. Shane, in that moment, got a profound sense that this proud man, the protector of the people, had well and truly fallen on hard times. He had an interesting story to tell. ―Laurence, we need your help, too.‖ The knight named Laurence, bowed. ―I would be honoured. And I meant what I said. You are all three of you visions of perfection.‖ He turned to look at Joel, his eyes turning deep and soulful. ―This one, the one of ever so fair skin and a body 57

Mark Alders to worship, trying to scramble off my bed, I would do anything for. He is more handsome than anyone I have witnessed with my eyes, even more than my previous—‖ The knight stopped himself. A long moment of pause, more profound by what was not said, punctuated the air. ―My name is Joel.‖ Joel managed to sit up, giving in to the fact he‘d be here a while and getting himself comfortable. ―Joel,‖ the knight named Laurence whispered, like the word gave him hope, filled his soul with a desire not felt for a long time. Like his emotions had re-joined him once more and his demeanour changed to one of an ignited flame, alive and full of energy. Shane decided the time was right for him to put his plan into action. He said, ―I want you to become a part of us, Laurence.‖ Again the knight bowed, but not before he snapped himself out of his reverie. No doubt thinking of the carnal pleasures Joel would provide him. ―I am at your service, Oberon‘s children.‖ Shane smiled. Joel said, ―Are you thinking what I think you‘re thinking, Shane?‖ Will had caught on, as well. ―You mean to say you want him to be a part of our coven? Was that your plan all along?‖ 58

Covenation ―You are correct, my friends. By making him a part of our coven, we ensure our freedom and gain a friend. What could be better?‖

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Chapter Eight The Coven Grows in Strength

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eing a magician is just an excuse to have sex with as many people as possible.” The first fallacy from Dr. Obenweiser’s facts and fallacies of being a magician booklet.

The knight had come to kiss Joel upon the top of his hand, keeping his lips pressed on his skin for what seemed an eternity. When he had finished the gesture of affection Shane hadn‘t seen given to a guy by another, ever, Laurence said, ―I would do anything for you, fairy spirit who names himself Joel.‖ Joel was blushing. ―I…I…sure…whatever you want, big guy. If it‘s all right by my guys, then it‘s all right by me, I suppose.‖ ―By Saint Marry, I am glad you have accepted me. I humbly apologise for coming on strong 60

Covenation before, but you must understand, these hours have been dark and very little light pierces the gloom. More so since my lover was…my beautiful man was taken and—well, seeing you three fairies frolicking naked and carefree after you had called me to your clearing was a Godsend. My enthusiasm could be nothing more than strong.‖ The knight kissed Will and Shane‘s hands in turn as well. The sensation of having a man do such a thing sure was damn sexy. Joel let out a light-hearted laugh. ―Yeah, being spanked and hauled over your shoulder sure did reveal a certain amount of enthusiasm, I must say.‖ Laurence smiled. ―I would do a lot more to you if you so wish, my fairy spirit Joel.‖ ―Well, what you do with Joel, you must do with all of us. That is the fairy way,‖ Shane said, not wanting to tell the knight he was a magician. From the sound of what he had revealed, a dark magician had taken away his boyfriend. Not good to reveal too much right now, not since everything was looking hopeful. ―Agreed, good sirs.‖ Laurence grabbed Shane and Will by their hands, bringing them to the mountain of bedclothes and cushions. ―We must sleep together now. Then, on the morrow, I will show you what concerns me.‖ Will interjected, ―What concerns you?‖ 61

Mark Alders ―Dark magic.‖ Shane didn‘t need any more information and was thankful he had decided not to reveal he was a magician. Will‘s question and the subsequent answer had given him confirmation. The reason, he gathered, for the knight‘s change in fortune was more than likely Alistair and his coven who had set up camp nearby. Perhaps the whole town was being terrorised by the dark magician. Whatever the case, this was a perfect turn of events. The love of the knight would add to his magical strength, giving him more than enough power to confront another magician. There was only once thing that concerned him. Where was Dr. Obenweiser? Actually, there were two. Was the knight‘s lover alive or dead? In any case, Shane made a mental note to make sure he not only found Dr. Obenweiser, but also gave the knight peace as to the fate of his man. The knight had taken off his trousers and underclothes. What confronted them all was a man who looked just as magnificent naked and he had in knight‘s armour. His chest was covered in thick, black hair, his muscles clearly visible. He was well built and from the look of his six pack and pecs, worked out a hell of a lot. The other thing, which begged attention, was the knight‘s genitals. They were…to put it mildly, huge. In fact, the fat cock protruding proudly from a mess 62

Covenation of pubic hair was as thick as Joel‘s forearm. What‘s more, his foreskin barely clung to a head the size of a fist. Shane couldn‘t imagine taking that up his arsehole. He wouldn‘t be able to sit down for weeks. Although, from the look on Joel‘s face— sheer and absolute fascination—Joel was sure willing to give it a go. After all, they had to make love to make sure the coven‘s new addition was converted to their cause. The next words out of Will‘s mouth reflected the moment to perfection. ―Holy fuck, Laurence, you‘re built like a brick shit house and you‘ve got the plumbing to match.‖ Again, a puzzled look crossed the knight‘s face. ―I know not of the words you speak, but I take it you like my mortal flesh, Oberon‘s spirit?‖ Joel nodded. ―Yes. Yes we damn well do. Now, if you want to hurry up and get into bed we can all get on with things so we can get out of here at first light.‖ The knight crawled onto the bed and over Joel. Shane and Will took their cue and clambered onto the bed as well. Soon, all four were touching each other. Shane and Will kissed, while Joel hissed through his teeth as Laurence ran his tongue all over every inch of skin on his stomach, cock and balls. No mistaking it, Joel was being worshipped. Lucky bastard. Then again, he deserved it. 63

Mark Alders All four had erections in no time. If Laurence was huge before, he was eye wateringly massive now. Again, Joel didn‘t seem to care. The knight flipped him over like he held no mass so he was on his hands and knees. Seconds later, loud slurping sounds filled the room, the man working his tongue deep in Joel‘s arse. Joel moaned like a banshee in heat. Shane manoeuvred so Joel could take his cock into his mouth. He obliged without hesitation. ―I love how we know each other so well.‖ ―I think Laurence loves that he‘s getting to know Joel so well.‖ Will came so Joel could pay attention to him, too. Joel came away from sucking Shane, something Shane missed as soon as his sensitive skin was exposed to the air, especially with his foreskin was fully retracted. Saliva dribbled off Joel‘s chin. He was gasping in time with Laurence‘s actions behind him. With breathless gasping, he managed, ―He can lick my boy pussy all the live long day if he likes. He‘s doing it so fucking well. Oh fuck, he‘s going to town back there, tonguing my balls and arsehole like I‘m a magic lamp or something that needs to be rubbed.‖ Will let out a chuckle. ―He‘ll have to go to town on you to prepare your butt hole, because damn, mate, that cock of his will be no easy entry.‖ Joel didn‘t answer. The knight finished with his 64

Covenation foreplay and was preparing to fuck Joel, to spread his hole unlike anything the man had ever encountered before. He applied oils to Joel‘s skin and his own throbbing mass of a cock. ―Are you ready for my attention, my fairy spirit Joel?‖ Joel garbled a reply. It didn‘t take a genius to know he was in heaven, the actions of the knight‘s tongue over every inch of his skin something of a luxury, something special. Shane was pleased Joel had been chosen by Laurence. He deserved all the love he could handle. Actually, all of his coven deserved everything they got. For them to be happy meant that he could protect them. Their love fuelled his powers, after all. Laurence retracted his foreskin. Will‘s mouth was agape as he watched with intent the knight prepare himself. Shane was fascinated as well. Sure, he was proud of what he was endowed with, every guy loved his own cock, but right now, even with it as hard as ever while Joel sucked and licked it, it was nowhere near as long and thick as what Laurence was blessed with. Neither was Will. Joel was sure in for a treat. Will turned to kiss Shane. Joel continued to suck them both off, one by one. In fact, everything was going well. All four of them seemed to be in harmony. They had positioned themselves so they were all given attention equally and with relative ease. Just the 65

Mark Alders way Shane liked it, really. After all, Joel and Will‘s and now Laurence‘s sexual energy fed Shane‘s powers, so the more they put out, the stronger he became. The knight placed his thick, meaty hands onto Joel‘s hips. Seconds later, the knight entered him. Joel let out a muffled groan, having no choice because his mouth was filled with Will‘s cock. ―Wow, you took it all, Joel,‖ Will said. Joel couldn‘t answer of course, but the sight of a big, burly bloke, all hair and muscle, pumping away behind Joel who was, for all intents and purposes a soft white-skinned waif in comparison, was a magnificent sight. In fact, having Laurence join them, show his deep love, reveal the true meaning of his infatuation for Joel, was damn fucking hot. Shane blew his load the next time it was his turn to have Joel‘s lips around his length. He couldn‘t help it. The addition of Laurence was just so fucking wonderful. Joel drank all Shane gave with eagerness. Laurence continued, gaining his rhythm, pumping away behind Joel like his life depended on it. The only sound in the room, aside from gentle groans from Will and gasps of pain and pleasure from Joel, were the knight‘s huge balls slapping against Joel‘s skin. Shane had come around so he could get a better 66

Covenation look at what was happening behind Joel. The knight leant over and kissed him, sending in his tongue straight away to conquer Shane. He didn‘t mind. Actually, to have a knight, a protector while in the realm of this age, was something quite alluring. Was Laurence their alpha male? Sure. Shane could live with such a revelation. After all, a magician didn‘t need to be the head of the coven, just an important part of it, like all the other members. Will let out a yelp. He had blown his load. Again, Joel swallowed all his love juice. The sound must have spurred the knight on, because he parted their kiss and clenched his grip tighter onto Joel‘s hips. Joel let out more and more gasps. With his eyelids now shut tight, the knight let out an almighty scream, collapsing onto Joel and kissing his back and neck while keeping his rhythm to make sure he pumped every last drop into his new lover. Seeing Laurence‘s huge hairy arse bobbing up and down while he went hell bent for leather, was again, quite a wonder to behold. Joel was going to be sore, but in a good way. If Shane wasn‘t mistaken, the walls seemed to vibrate and the bed shook as the knight let go of all his tension, frustration, joy and wonder, and orgasmed. He kept his cock inside Joel‘s arse until he was well and truly flaccid. Joel had orgasmed, 67

Mark Alders as well. His jizz in long, sticky strings over the lavish bedclothes underneath him. The first time Shane recalled that he had cum without any sort of manual stimulation over his cock. Shane smiled. Laurence‘s cock must have given Joe‘s prostate the work out of its life to help produce an orgasm like that. Again, no jealousy found Shane‘s thoughts. He was happy for his man. He was happy for Laurence. When all their bodies had cooled from their loving, and more kisses and embraces were shared, and Shane felt reenergised, the knight laid down. ―Come. Sleep with me. I owe you all so much, especially you, my beautiful fairy spirit Joel. You have saved me from a life of no meaning. I am forever in your debt. Forever your servant.‖ Shane, Will and Joel came to lie on top of Laurence, immersed in his chest and body hair and revelling in his muscular mass. He smelt wonderful, all masculine and pungent after his orgasm. He was also warm and welcoming and he embraced them all, bringing them close. Shane never felt so at peace, the knight‘s heartbeat loud in his ears. Joel was asleep within moments, a content look upon his face. Will whispered, ―I want you to have me next, Laurence.‖ Laurence winked, and said, ―You will all have me, good sirs. Now sleep. On the morrow will be a 68

Covenation busy day. We must visit the evil in his castle and smite his soul from the face of the Earth. He is bad and the people of this shire want to be rid of him. With all of your help, I have no doubt I will be victorious.‖ Shane said, ―When we do get rid of the dark magician, you can have us all as much as you like.‖ Laurence nodded. Through his weariness, he added, ―You are a great leader of your fairy clan, the child of Oberon they call Shane.‖ For the first time in his life, Shane didn‘t mind being called a fairy.

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Chapter Nine The Journey begins.

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ark magicians use their magic for their own agenda. Light magician’s do the same. The difference is the agenda itself. For the dark, it is for their own greed, their own selfish means no matter who is hurt. For the light, it is for the benefit of others no matter if they are hurt.” Dr. Obenweiser’s guide to the psychology of a magician.

Morning light streamed in from an open window. Shane sat up, his morning glory something that welcomed him and pleased him because of its familiarity. Waking in a bed in the middle ages certainly wasn‘t familiar. He looked around. Joel and Will were snuggled together, both were flaccid. Seemed they weren‘t ready for waking yet. Laurence wasn‘t on the bed. 70

Covenation ―Good morrow, Fairy leader,‖ Laurence whispered, coming into view. He had with him a large metallic plate. On it, a slab of bread, lard and a mug of what Shane imagined was mead, the honey smell unmistakable. Shane looked up at the man. He was naked, his bulk even more beautiful in the light of morning than it was last night. His dark hair wasn‘t coal black as he had first witnessed, brown tinges gave his hair more life. ―Good morning, Laurence.‖ The knight‘s gaze wandered down to Shane‘s cock. ―I see you need to relieve yourself. The water closet is beyond the door over there.‖ Shane smiled. ―I‘ll be all right for a moment longer.‖ ―Perhaps you would like me to relieve you in a different way?‖ The knight placed the tray down on the bed. He ran his hand over Shane‘s stomach, his touch gentle and warm, something he welcomed. Shane shivered, the knight‘s fingers electric over his body. ―I can certainly feel you quiver inside and your intent is clear.‖ ―I would like any attention you would wish to give me. I‘ll become stronger by your sexual energy and thankful for the gesture.‖ Laurence didn‘t need to be told twice. He concentrated his efforts on Shane‘s hardness, jerking him off with expert precision, not to hard and not too soft. The most beautiful part was he 71

Mark Alders didn‘t retract Shane. Instead, he masturbated him so his foreskin could do what it was designed to do, massage his head, glide over his sensitive parts in a wondrous way. Moments later, and with a sigh of relief as was intended, a squirt of cum leapt from Shane‘s cock. The ribbons of his white fluid came to fall onto the knight‘s hand. The man licked it off without hesitation. ―You taste sweet.‖ Shane blushed. Laurence was good. He certainly knew how to touch a man and what to say to him. Which begged a question. ―Who was the man you lost…to the dark magician, I mean?‖ Laurence came down to kiss the end of Shane‘s cock, using his tongue to enhance the experience and to lick up the last of Shane‘s ejaculate. When Shane‘s foreskin and head were tingling from the attention and free from any sperm, the knight came away. He said, ―His name was James Petrov.‖ Shane almost jumped out of his skin, the mere mention of the man who had haunted his dreams shocked him more than he would have imagined. The tray of bread and wine rattled when Shane shifted his weight. Thank God, Shane had been relieved before he asked the question. The last thing on his mind would be his own satisfaction after such news was revealed. He looked down to his cock. It was flaccid, as if to emphasise his 72

Covenation thoughts. The only reminder he had been aroused the fact his cock glistened with the knight‘s attention. ―James? James as in a tall, dark haired lad with fair skin and deep brown eyes? About my age…perhaps a little older?‖ Laurence said with a gasp, one which changed his stern handsome features to concern and, if Shane was reading him correctly, hope. ―You have seen my lover?‖ Shane nodded. ―Yes. He‘s the reason we came here. We were on our way to rescue him when you came along and…well, you know what happened from there.‖ A moment of silence followed. Finally, with eyes misted by his emotions, the knight said, ―He‘s alive? My man, my soul mate, my beautiful treasure who enriches my very being, is alive?‖ ―Yes.‖ Laurence came to embrace Shane, the hold so tight he let out a gasp. A few good, hard slaps upon Shane‘s back accentuated the knight‘s relief at such news, and another long moment was shared with nothing mentioned. Their touch all the communication required. Eventually, Laurence came away. ―Then I will come with you.‖ Shane couldn‘t help but let out a chuckle. ―That was what we were going to ask of you, anyway. 73

Mark Alders The favour returned stuff and all that.‖ ―Then it is fate.‖ Shane had to agree. Certainly, events had turned so that they could be more prepared for their encounter with Alistair. Or was Shane manipulating space–time again? ―James had been calling me during my sleep. I know it‘s a trap set up by the dark magician who wants to capture us, but not once did it cross my mind that James was real. I thought he was something conjured up by a magician I have encountered before to lure me here.‖ Laurence sighed deep. ―Oh, no, good sir. James is real. He and I are one and when I thought I lost him I wept and wept, exiling myself to the forest for punishment.‖ ―Punishment?‖ ―I am a knight. As a knight, my word is my honour. I had sworn to be James‘ protector and I failed. I thought his soul was lost to this world until now. You, leader of the fairies, you have shown me great hope and I am forever in your debt.‖ Shane reached over and plucked the bread from the platter. He pulled off a piece and offered it to Laurence. ―You are now a part of my fairy clan, you know.‖ ―I know this. Will you make James a part of you as well?‖ 74

Covenation Shane smiled, breaking off a piece of bread for himself. ―Of course. The more in my clan, the better. Look how content Joe and Will are. They sleep soundly knowing I‘m here for them. You know what I‘m talking about in that regard, don‘t you?‖ The knight nodded. ―Indeed. And yes, they are content. You are very fortunate to have such handsome men by your side.‖ Shane swallowed a lump of bread. It was still warm, freshly baked. Had the knight been up before dawn preparing the loaf? ―You found an instant attraction to Joel, didn‘t you?‖ Laurence‘s eyes lit up. ―He reminds me of my lord James. I‘m sorry if I came on too strong last night, but seeing—seeing you all, woke feelings within me I thought had left my body. I feel guilty now, especially knowing my man is alive. I hope I haven‘t dishonoured him.‖ Shane placed his hand on Laurence‘s knee. ―I understand. And no, you haven‘t dishonoured him at all. By being with us all in an intimate way, you have increased his chances of being rescued. That much I promise you.‖ The knight‘s features hardened, returning to his normal facade. ―Come. We must wake the others and eat. Our bellies must be full for the trek to the castle. I fear the dark magician may be waiting for us from what you have revealed, leader of the 75

Mark Alders fairies.‖ ―You can bet on it.‖ Laurence leant over, and prodded both Joel and Will. ―Wake, sleeping fairies. Time for a meal before our adventure.‖ Shane couldn‘t help notice both Joel and Will were now also blessed with morning glory. Their erect cock beautiful to witness. Although, right now, Shane had other things on his mind. He needed to piss. When he had returned from the rather primitive toilet, basically a hole in the ground, Will and Joel and Laurence were laughing. The platter was empty of bread and mead. Joel‘s cheeks were flushed and Will had a smile on his face he always got after an orgasm. Seemed Laurence helped them wake, as well. Shane loved that he had done such a thing. The knight had dressed, his chest plate and robe completing his attire. Joel and Will were still naked. Then again, so was Shane. In fact, did fairies wear clothes? Shane felt it was best to keep up with how events had turned. After all, losing an ally like Laurence wouldn‘t be a good thing. Not now. Sure, Alistair had been defeated before, but this time, he held the advantage. He knew they were coming and he had his coven, too. He also had James. ―Ah, glad you‘re back,‖ Laurence said, tying 76

Covenation the cord of his robe. ―Come, we leave now while the wind is in our favour.‖ Laurence slapped Joel, Will and Shane upon their backs in turn. ―And you, my beautiful fairy sprits, you can all ride upon my stead while I lead you to the castle and our day of honour.‖ Shane went to his coven, timing such a thing so Laurence was out of ear shot. ―We must remain without clothes, guys. I think you can understand why.‖ ―Yeah, to reveal you‘re a magician now might prove detrimental to the mission,‖ Will said. ―After all, Laurence has a deep hate for that sort of magic from the sound of it, and now he thinks of us as fairies, that‘s what we have to remain. At least for now.‖ Joel sighed then said, ―So once more we fight off the bad guys with our erections? Or perhaps we stretch our foreskins over their mouths while holding their noses so they suffocate to death, hmm?‖ Shane kissed Joel‘s cheek. ―Well, your cock seduced a knight of the realm without any worry whatsoever, now didn‘t it? Seems like a good enough weapon to me, fairy boy.‖ Joel rolled his eyes to the heavens. ―You know, I don‘t mind being called a fairy…and that‘s saying a hell of a lot. All through high school I stayed in the closet because I was scared of the names. Now 77

Mark Alders I find them…well, sort of empowering, if you know what I mean.‖ Will let out a chuckle. ―You know, I don‘t mind either. Actually, why can‘t we be fairies? Folklore had to start somehow. Who‘s to say it wasn‘t started by us anyway?‖ ―Ooh, you have a point there,‖ Joel said, grabbing Will by the hand. Shane took both Joel and Will and led them to the door. Laurence was already outside, untethering a noble looking stallion, a shiny black coat and as huge as any horse Shane had seen. ―Well, prepare your balls, fairy boys, we‘re all about to ride on a horse over rough terrain and through thick forest.‖ Joel stopped dead in his tracks. ―On second thought, I don‘t like being a fairy anymore. I like wearing clothes. Warm, comfortable, protective clothes. And please tell me there‘s a saddle on that thing. I don‘t like the idea of my genitals being pounded into my stomach.‖ ―Yeah, but you like the idea of bareback, don‘t you?‖ Will said with an intentional jibe. ―Not with animals, I don‘t.‖ With a tender hand, Laurence helped Shane, Joel and Will onto the horse. Sure, he managed to grope them, feel their buttocks and brush his fingers over their cocks while they settled onto the saddle, but such a thing was to be expected. 78

Covenation Another blessing was the fact the knight had placed plenty of cushioning on the saddle, taking off a good portion of his bedclothes to ensure their comfort. He certainly knew how to treat men. Bless his noble heart. Before too long, Laurence had taken the horses reins and was leading them through the forest. Shane was at the front of the saddle, Will at the rear. Joel was nestled between them. What a sight they would be, three naked lads sharing a saddle and so close to each other their genitals were pressed against each other‘s backsides. Shane wasn‘t complaining. To have Joel‘s cock against him was comforting in a way. Just like how they slept, really. Again, Shane couldn‘t help but feel how much he was loved. Sure, Laurence had joined them, but in the end, he had enhanced their bonds. Coming to rescue James had so far proved to be the right move. If only he knew where Dr. Obenweiser was. How could he be missing anyway? He was inside the pentacle when the spell was cast. Shane hoped he was all right. ―Be warned, good sirs,‖ Laurence said, his voice tainted with concern. He halted the horse and stood so he could survey their surrounds. ―What‘s the matter?‖ Shane asked. ―I heard movement up ahead. Something is here with us on our journey.‖ 79

Mark Alders Shane decided to ask the obvious. ―Did you see what it was?‖ Before Laurence could answer, three or four trees were smashed to splinters, leaves and bark and wood strewn everywhere, and an almighty crash boomed loud to disturb the natural silence of the forest. Joel let out a yelp and Will screamed as well. The horse backed away as far as the reins the knight held tight would allow. Whatever had been watching them, revealing itself was the reason for the knight‘s worry and the horse‘s fear. A dragon, all red scales and anger, came from the carnage it created to confront them. Flames licked from its mouth as its eyes bore down onto the quarry, which consisted of a horse, three fairies and a knight. ―Fuck! A dragon!‖ Will said, stating the bleeding obvious, but nearly falling off the back of the horse as it tried to pull away again, snorting wildly. Thankfully, Laurence still held onto its reins. ―Holy fucking Jesus,‖ Joel screamed. ―Look at the size of the fucker.‖ Laurence drew his sword.

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agicians are a wonderful breed of people, especially those dedicated to the light. They are unselfish, caring and above all, even in the most difficult situations will always try and find a solution which will result in a positive outcome.” Dr. Obenweiser speaking at The Summer Convention of Southern Covens. Within a blink of an eye, Shane dismounted and came to the knight‘s side. In his mind he conjured up thoughts of how the dragon could be calmed or turned to their side. Such a task wasn‘t easy with all the commotion around him. The beast sure was angry. The mythical beast had let go of its fire, burning the undergrowth around them. Will and Joel had dismounted. In that moment the horse bolted 81

Mark Alders forward to try and free itself from the knight‘s hold. An action, which must have taken Laurence by surprise, because he let go. Seconds later, the horse was consumed by fire then eaten. The neigh of agony that struck Shane made him feel deep for the poor creature as it disappeared down the dragon‘s gullet. If only he was faster with his magic. If only he could conjure his spell with more precision and timing, the animal may still be alive. Joel uttered more obscenities while Will came to hold Shane‘s hand. ―Think, Shane. Cast your spell. We‘re here for you.‖ Will said. Laurence charged at the dragon, sword held high. Joel caught on to what Will had said and took hold of Shane‘s other hand. Together, they were complete and Shane was ready to change his thoughts to reality. Together their strength, through their love, their sex, and their friendship, gave Shane all he needed to act. ―Laurence, don‘t risk your life for us. I have a better plan.‖ The knight turned. In that instant, the dragon swiped its claws at him, sending him reeling toward a large thicket. Shane, Will and Joel gasped at the sight, but didn‘t let go of their hold. They all understood, to stop the creation of magic now would prove unfruitful. Shane would have to start again. Right now, he needed them to be by his 82

Covenation side. Thankfully, the robe the knight wore bore the brunt of the beast‘s attack, ripping it to shreds. ―I tend to agree with you, fairy leader.‖ He untied the cord and dispensed with the material, coming to join them. He held Joel‘s hand, completing the chain of their love. The power coursing through Shane buzzed through his blood stream and made his ears ring. Now was the time. Shane concentrated, drawing all the strength he could muster from his coven, holding them tight to keep their union, the conduit of energy, alive. Within a heartbeat, the dragon, now charging and breathing angry fire, was frozen in time, encased in a silver-like metal. Like a statue newly smelted. Shane imagined the beast to be a solid whole, no longer a being of flesh and bone. With an earthshattering thud, the metallic dragon crashed to the forest floor, dirt and undergrowth thrown up into the air in the process. ―Have you killed it?‖ Will asked, spitting leaves from his mouth. Joel let go. He ran to the dragon, touching it. ―Man, that was close.‖ ―In answer to your question, the dragon hasn‘t been killed. In my mind‘s eye, while I was drawing the power from all of you and the universe itself, I saw the reason for its attack. It is 83

Mark Alders guarding its young.‖ Shane felt weak and stumbled as a result. The power needed to do such a thing had taken its toll on him for a moment. He felt giddy. Laurence and Will came to hold him. ―Are you well, leader of the fairies?‖ the knight asked. Shane waved his hand to dismiss the question. ―I‘ll be okay in a moment. Just got to gather my strength again. But I wouldn‘t get too close to the dragon, Joel. I don‘t know how long my magic can hold, especially as its heart still beats inside it.‖ Joel withdrew his hand from the metal in an instant. ―Say no more. Let‘s get the fuck out of here. I don‘t want another encounter with an angry mother dragon. No way.‖ Laurence said, ―With no horse, the journey has become more arduous. Are you sure you are up to it, my fairy clan?‖ Shane smiled, one which defied his weakened state and how drained he felt inside. ―I brought the horse back. There was still a pulse of life through him, although only just. He‘s over there.‖ A neigh rang out. Laurence‘s eye lit up and he rushed over to his steed. ―Mr. Octavious, you are alive! You are alive!‖ He let out a deep guttural laugh, one like Shane had heard before when he recited the ditty about catching him by his foreskin last night. The knight caressed the beast with tender care. The 84

Covenation horse responded by nestling his muzzle into the knight‘s neck. The bond they had was clear. Shane was glad he had saved the animal…and the dragon as well. After all, nothing deserved to die. ―Mr Octavious? What an unusual name for a horse, Laurence,‖ Will said. The knight glanced at Will. ―I am so happy right now, fairy prince. Perhaps I can return the favour in kind. Perhaps all you would like to feel my caress.‖ Joel said, ―There‘s nothing tender about that huge cock of yours, Laurence, let me tell you. My ring is still sore.‖ ―You do not want me to love you, my beautiful fairy Joel?‖ ―Oh no, I do. It‘s just I think you‘re right. You need to share it around some more.‖ Will smiled. ―I‘ve been waiting for you to say that.‖ ―See? Will‘s gagging for it, Laurie. He needs that huge lance of yours like any good fairy boy.‖ Joel smiled, his cheekiness clear. Will blushed. But his body revealed his true feelings. His cock became semi-erect to make his foreskin retract as blood engorged it. Slowly, his lovely pinky-red head was revealed. A dribble of pre-cum caught the dappled light filtering through the canopy. Laurence slapped Will on his back. ―Then I will 85

Mark Alders oblige. Your leader looks as though he needs the rest for a moment.‖ Shane said, ―Well. I need a recharge, so I‘ll join you.‖ A rumble from the dragon stopped them all dead in their tracks. All turned toward the sound. ―Actually, before we all do the nasty, I believe we should get the hell out of here,‖ Joel said. ―I don‘t fancy being burned to a cinder while I‘m getting my rocks off.‖ Laurence lifted them all up onto Mr. Octavious without hesitation, paying special attention to Will. ―I can wait for love, but not for long, Oberon‘s children.‖ Joel laughed. ―I hope not. Having Will‘s stiffy lodged in my back while being rocked and rolled on this saddle is going to turn me on even more. I don‘t think I can last too long either.‖ Laurence winked. ―You will have your fill soon as well, my fairy friend Joel. I promise.‖ They travelled through the forest, over clearings and across streams, until Shane raised his hand. ―We are out of the dragon‘s territory. The mother no longer frets.‖ The group as a whole relaxed. The thought of having an angry mother dragon come crashing through the trees no longer on their minds. They could now concentrate on other things. More important things. 86

Covenation After they came to a glen, Laurence let go of the reins, giving Mr. Octavious a chance to graze on the lush green grass. ―I know this place.‖ The knight turned to look at them. ―There is a community ahead, one which belongs to an order of Benedictine monks. They are strange folks, so be fare thee warned, they may take offence to fairies.‖ ―Or the sight of three dudes with nothing on being escorted by a knight,‖ Will mused. ―Such a thing would not concern them. They are only interested in their own affairs. But we must move on. I do not want undue attention.‖ ―Well, looks like we won‘t be fucking each other now, does it?‖ Joel questioned, disappointment clear in his voice. Ahead, a few stone cottages lay bathed in sunlight, smoke wisps from the chimneys. Shane could see a few men working, one or two pushing a cart loaded with grain. ―I will need reenergising soon.‖ One of the monks caught Shane‘s eye before he turned his attention to the continuing journey, and immersing himself in his own thoughts to try to conserve the magical power remaining within him. In fact, the monk was the spitting image of Dr. Obenweiser. Could he be the doctor? Did the journey through time for him scramble his brain so he had no choice but to join a monastery? In 87

Mark Alders that moment, Shane dismounted and walked toward the monastic village. ―What‘s the matter, Shane?‖ Joel asked. He had to shuffle back on the saddle or cop Shane‘s leg upside his head, something Will grunted his disapproval to. After all, he was on the end of the saddle and only a few centimetres from falling off the back of Mr. Octavious. Shane then ran toward the cottages. ―He is a beautiful sight, is he not?‖ Laurence said, plucking up the reins and leading Mr. Octavious to follow Shane. ―Sure looks like a fairy boy to me,‖ Joel said, a cheeky chuckle accompanying his words. Running naked was sure interesting. Not only did his cock and balls slap him in interesting ways because they weren‘t contained by underwear, but his feet pounded the ground harder than he would have first thought. By the time he had managed a hundred yards or so, Shane had to stop. If he kept going, shin splints would be the outcome, he was certain. No wonder so much money was spent developing sports shoes. Running barefoot must be an art form Shane had lost, and as a result he settled for a brisk walk. The monk who looked like the doctor had noticed Shane‘s arrival. He dropped the tool he was labouring with and approached. At some imagined half-way point, they met. The monk was 88

Covenation indeed Dr. Obenweiser, but even without opening his mouth, Shane could tell he had been changed somehow. The time jump must have done something terrible to him. ―Prey pardon me, good sir, but why are thee unattired?‖ the monk asked. Shane stopped. That tore it. The man was Dr. Obenweiser. His chirpy voice unmistakable. He even had the modern round-rimmed glasses the doctor wore on his head. But yes, he had been affected. Either by the time travel or by some dark magician‘s spell. Either way, Shane was glad he had found the old man. ―I‘m of the fairy folk.‖ ―Ah, a woodland nymph. Tell me, fairy spirit of Oberon‘s creation, what brings thee here to our humble house?‖ ―We need your help,‖ Shane lied. Then again, in a way it was a truth. If he was going to face the dark magician perched in his castle, then getting back Dr. Obenweiser would be a strategy he couldn‘t pass up. How he was going to do such a thing was anyone‘s guess. Didn‘t amnesia fix itself, given time? Or was this situation different because his memory loss was borne of magic? ―I cannot leave my order.‖ A shadow fell over the monk. A whiney from Mr. Octavious gave Shane the only clue he required that Laurence, Will and Joel had caught up. The monk bowed. ―Good greetings, sir knight.‖ 89

Mark Alders ―Good Greetings, monk of Benedict.‖ Laurence came to shake the monk‘s hand. ―I pray you have listened to the fairy leader and will be joining our quest.‖ The monk looked up, roving his gaze over Will and Joel. To see three fairy folks must have fascinated him. To see them being looked after by a knight, more so. Then again, Shane was sure weirder sightings had been observed in this strange forest. The monk asked, ―What is your quest, good knight?‖ ―One of honour,‖ was Laurence‘s short, sharp reply. Shane interjected, ―What my friend means is that we are going to the castle to rescue a man from the influence of the dark magician who has taken up residence there.‖ The monk snorted. ―Magic does not concern me, but yes, spirit fairy, I will join your cause. If only to help another in need, especially a knight of the realm.‖ Those words filled Shane with joy. Sure, Dr. Obenweiser‘s memory was lost, but at least he had been found. Working on getting the doctor back to his old self, that would be another challenge and one he needed to do soon, he was sure.

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agic, as I have said, if fed too well can become unpredictable. But undoing an unpredictable result can be even more baffling. Using magic to undo what has been done should be the last resort.” Dr. Obenweiser speaking at the Northern Magician’s conference, Ontario, in 2002. The clearing disappeared from view. The trees of the forest closed in around them once more, warm sunlight now hidden. Mr. Octavious‘ pace slowed as Laurence guided him through the undergrowth with the greatest care. ―So what are you waiting for, Shane?‖ Joel asked. ―What do you mean?‖ Shane replied. ―Use your magic. Fix the doctor up so he can remember who he is. Having a monk follow us is sure giving me the creeps. I mean, what about 91

Mark Alders when we want to get down and dirty? Is he going to just stand there and watch us?‖ ―I can‘t use my magic.‖ Shane turned to look upon the monk. His drab brown robe a far cry from the clean, pressed suits Dr. Obenweiser used to wear. ―I‘m not seeing a clear picture of a way to mend his memory. Besides, I don‘t think magic is the solution. I think the only way he can be returned is to go back to the future with us once we have done what we came here for.‖ ―And what if that doesn‘t work?‖ Will questioned. Shane thought about his answer for a long time. ―I don‘t know.‖ ―Dr. Obenweiser would know,‖ Joel said. ―Gee, thanks for that, mate. Don‘t you think I know that?‖ Silence found the party. Not because Shane was upset, but because he needed to maintain his magical strength, and arguing wouldn‘t be of any value. Besides, Joel was right. Shane knew what was at stake. The one thing he didn‘t know was how long they had to go to get to the castle. He just hoped any more encounters were after he had felt his coven‘s love. Having to encase another dragon in metal would finish him off right now, he was sure. The day was getting old. Night fall would be upon them soon. Actually, the monotony of 92

Covenation travelling through the forest was broken by the fact the ground seemed to be inclining. Did such a thing mean they were coming to a mountain? Was the castle nestled on top of rock? Laurence halted when they came to a clearing of flower covered grasses. ―We rest here for the night,‖ the knight said. ―On the morrow, a half a day‘s journey should see us to the castle.‖ The scent of pollen was strong. Joel sneezed. ―Thank God. I don‘t think I can ride on this damn horse any longer. No offence, Mr. Octavious, but even with blankets and a saddle I could feel bones in your back.‖ Shane dismounted, helping Joel and Will. Laurence turned to the monk and said, ―Take care of my steed, good monk. He will need water, food and rest like all of us. Make sure he is groomed.‖ The monk bowed. ―Yes, good knight.‖ Shane didn‘t bother explaining to the knight the monk was a dear friend. Instead, he caught onto the fact Laurence wanted to be alone with his fairies. A previous promise of love about to be fulfilled. What confirmed such a thing for Shane was the fact he had picked Will up and was carrying him to the pile of blankets the monk had thrown down moments earlier off Mr. Octavious‘ saddle. Seemed that was to be their bed. ―Collect wood for fire as well, Benedictian.‖ The monk didn‘t answer. How could he? He 93

Mark Alders had taken Mr Octavious to a stream they had crossed earlier, no longer in view. Shane got the impression he didn‘t want to be around right now. Who could blame him? Even Dr. Obenweiser didn‘t witness a coven sharing their bonds unless he had to. ―Make me ready for you, my big, strong knight,‖ Will said. He was fingering his foreskin, enjoying himself so as to entice everyone to join him, legs spread wide. Joel jumped onto the blankets, straight away kissing Will. His cock erect already. Shane loved his coven. They knew he needed their love to restore his spent magic. They would also know he would need them more than ever if he was to return them all to the future and give Dr. Obenweiser any chance of gaining his memory back. Laurence disrobed. His cock, as thick and beautiful as ever, stood at attention. His head free of his foreskin, glistening like a delicious red apple, ripe and ready. Will and Joel let out joyous laughs. ―I‘ve been waiting for this moment,‖ the knight boomed. ―I‘ll hold your hand while you get pounded, buddy,‖ Joel said to Will while he embraced him tight. ―I want a lot more than just a pounding. I want you all to suck and fuck and kiss me until I pass 94

Covenation out.‖ Will opened his legs wider and Laurence retrieved his lubrication oil from a pouch he wore above his trousers. Seconds later, he was shuffling into position between Will‘s legs. Shane was on the blankets as well. ―Not without me, you aren‘t doing anything.‖ ―Then join us, fairy leader. My manhood is for all of you and I will do anything you all ask of me.‖ Joel laughed. ―Fuck me, there‘s an offer we can‘t refuse, because damn, you certainly have got plenty of manhood.‖ Laurence smiled. ―I still know not of what you speak, but I gather you approve, my beautiful fairy Joel.‖ Joel grinned so much he looked like a kid who had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. ―You bet‘cha, I approve. Now hurry up and plough Will good and hard so I can have my turn.‖ ―Of course.‖ With those words, the knight sank the full length of his cock into Will‘s tight hole. Will gasped, like the air had been knocked out of him, his eyelids shut tight, his face a mask of both ecstasy and agony. Then, when Laurence pulled out a little to begin his rhythm, Will smiled, and said with gasps of delight, ―Oh my, that was worth the wait. I think he tickled my tonsils.‖ Shane came around so he was able to fondle 95

Mark Alders Will‘s cock. In fact, while he licked and sucked on it, tasting and enjoying his salt, Joel kissed him. Will was the centre of attention, just as he deserved. No member of a coven was more important than another, and right now, it was Will‘s turn to be pampered. Besides, to let his coven revel in each other was beneficial to him as well, the fullness of his magical abilities returned to him. With enthusiasm, Shane took in all of Will‘s length, making sure to position his cock so as to reduce the gagging effect. Sure, his cock reached the back of his throat, but with careful manoeuvring, he was able to avoid the embarrassment of being choked by another man‘s dick, especially in front of others. The pre-cum Will had released flooded Shane‘s mouth with exotic tastes, bitter and tangy. Gentle groans and a quivering stomach confirmed Will was in sexual heaven. Shane was also in the same place, because nothing pleased him more than seeing those he loved being loved. Soon, a blast of hot, sticky fluid filled Shane‘s mouth, sliding down his throat. If the taste of Will‘s pre-cum was wonderful, his ejaculate was superb. Again, exotic in taste, an alkaline tang with sweet undertones. Shane massaged Will‘s balls while he pumped more and more of his love juice into his mouth. The feeling was fantastic as 96

Covenation Will‘s balls had tightened so much his scrotum skin was almost hard. Then again, he did have a knight‘s huge cock piercing him at the same time and Joel‘s lips all over the rest of him. No wonder he blew his load quicker than a teenager looking at his first downloaded porn movie. Shane continued to suck on Will‘s cock, even when he was flaccid. To tell the truth, he adored the sight of Laurence pumping away, his cock moving hypnotically in and out of Will‘s tight hole. The air resonated with the now familiar yell of the knight‘s orgasm. In fact, the way the knight grabbed hold of Will like he was a life-jacket, and then shouted out in victory when he had blown his load, was kind of welcome. ―You were so good, good fairy sir,‖ the knight said when he pulled out his cock, the length of him glistening with his sperm. Joel let out a cry as well. Seemed he had been pleasuring himself while he was kissing Will and watching Shane and Laurence work. In any case, Shane felt the power of their sexual energy course through him. He was filled once more by his coven‘s love. Laurence lay down on a makeshift bed of blankets. Joel and Will and Shane lay with him. They held each other, listened to each other‘s heartbeats 97

Mark Alders while they fell further and further away from the real world and into the realm of dreams. Soon sleep found them all. Shane was disturbed from his slumber by something which sounded familiar, and given the circumstances, quite strange. He thought he heard Dr. Obenweiser reciting one of his lessons of magic. The doctor seemed to pride himself in creating all sorts of flyers and pamphlets and other paraphernalia related to what it‘s really like to be a magician. Heck, Shane had at least three of four pamphlets on magolescence stuffed in Will‘s top drawer in his bedroom. He opened his eyelids and sat up, trying not to disturb Joel‘s arm resting on his stomach. Joel was sound asleep. So were Will and Laurence. In fact, the air, warmed by the fire still roaring in the centre of their camp, was filled with the sounds of their rhythmic breathing…and snoring. In the fire light, Shane looked around to see where the monk had settled for the night. He wasn‘t too far away, to the right of where his coven rested. The monk was sleeping, his robe the only means to cover him. Right there and then, Shane was glad Laurence had the foresight to bring blankets. The night air was frosty, and being naked, even by a fire, would have been unbearable without coverage. One of the downsides of being a fairy, he supposed. 98

Covenation The sound, which disturbed Shane in the first place, filled his ears once more. This time, there was no doubt as to what it was. The monk was sleep talking. Sleep talking as Dr. Obenweiser. No monk of the middle ages would know anything about computer files and printing flyers. Obviously, Dr. Obenweiser was dreaming about his latest endeavour for the next pamphlet drop he was creating. Shane got up. Seemed the monk—Dr. Obenweiser, was thinking about what he had to do…in the modern world. Which proved one thing. The monk was the doctor and there was a part of him, if only at the sub-conscious level, coming through for Shane to witness. The trick was, would the doctor still be there if he woke up the monk? Would doing such a thing damage the monk‘s mind? Shane decided to act. After all, he was never one to sit and watch events unfold. He crawled out from the warmth surrounding him and went to prod the Monk‘s shoulder, then shake him until he roused. ―Dr. Obenweiser, is that you?‖ The monk moaned, but rolled back over, trying to get comfortable once more even though he slept on the grass. A task that didn‘t look easy. Shane almost invited him to join them under the blankets, but thought otherwise. The answer, he was sure, would be no. 99

Mark Alders Shane prodded him again. ―Wake up, Dr. Obenweiser.‖ Through his annoyance at being woken when he had found sleep again, the monk murmured, ―Let me rest, woodland fairy. I don‘t know of any Dr. Obenweiser, and even if I did, the late hour of your disturbance begs me to see your request as mere folly.‖ Shane placed his hands on his hips. A cool breeze wafted through the glen and fanned the flames of the fire. He stepped closer to the heat, but kept his gaze on the monk. He swore he was reciting instructions to Judy on how to prepare his next magical lesson pamphlet for the printers. In fact, he was certain. Why else would he be woken? Then again, was the reason for his waking a false hope? Was he manipulating space-time events again as a sort of sub-conscious wish? Sure, he wished Dr. Obenweiser was here, but at the same time, knew the man would have to reveal himself in his own time. For the here and now he was a Benedictine Monk and no amount of magic, wishful or not, could change such a thing. Shane, in the end, decided to crawl back into his makeshift bed. Before he did so he threw a few logs onto the fire. Soon, he was snug and warm next to his coven, where he belonged. ―You all right, mate?‖ Joel asked with a whisper. 100

Covenation ―Yeah. I just thought Dr. Obenweiser was back, that‘s all.‖ Joel ran his hand over Shane‘s chest, letting him know he understood. ―We all wish the old dude was here.‖ Laurence sucked in a deep breath. ―Sleep, good fairies. Tomorrow will be a challenge indeed.‖ Those were the last words Shane remembered. He sank back into a welcome slumber surrounded by those he loved, old and new.

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magician must be warned that magic is costly. In fact, magic is an expensive investment for the mind, body and soul. Not all magicians come to realise this until it is too late.” Dr. Obenweiser’s pamphlet titled, Congratulations, You Can Do Magic. Shane was the last to wake. Once more his dreams had been filled with James. Although, now he knew the situation a lot better, he knew without doubt they were walking into a trap. Seemed Alistair had been planning this all along. The magician was right, Shane wouldn‘t have been able to resist a good looking guy. The question was, why choose a guy from the middle ages? There were plenty of stunning boys in the twenty-first century. Such thoughts made Shane ponder Alistair‘s real motives. Sure, the dark magician wanted 102

Covenation Shane‘s coven. That was no surprise. But something else was going on. Curiosity alone got the better of Shane and he was as determined as ever to reach the castle and sort this out once and for all. If only to give Laurence his man back. After all, love was love and a good man deserved to be loved. The monk had prepared Mr. Octavious for the final leg of their journey. The blankets and saddle in place. Joel and Will were eating something that must have been caught earlier then roasted on the fire. Shane felt hungry all of a sudden, more so when the scents of cooked meat wafted to his nostrils. Before he could get up, rush over to eat his fill and enjoy seeing Joel and Will in all their glory, a shadow passed over him. ―Time to be ready, fairy leader,‖ Laurence said. Upon seeing the knight, the questions swarming around in Shane‘s mind all night, came to the fore. He blurted, ―How long have you known James, if I may ask, Laurence?‖ The knight knelt down, offering his hand so Shane could sit upright. ―Last spring I heard a cry in the forest while I was working on my forest retreat. I rushed to see what the commotion was. After all, good sir, you know of the dangers that lurk amongst the trees, and besides, it is a knight‘s duty to offer assistance wherever he can. I came 103

Mark Alders across my James. He was lying naked amongst the flowers, sort of like how I found you three. The attraction for me was instant.‖ Shane chuckled. ―You can‘t resist naked boys in the woods, can you?‖ But the knight‘s answer meant one thing. James wasn‘t of this time. He had been transported here…probably by Alistair. Again, the question of why sprang to the forefront of Shane‘s thoughts. Laurence must have caught on to Shane‘s jibe. ―Indeed not.‖ Both he and the knight went over to the remnants of the fire. Joel offered Shane a leg of meat from what he believed was a rabbit or something similar. ―So what happened next, Laurence?‖ ―I caught him by his foreskin and he didn‘t scream, much to my delight. From that moment on, he was mine, and together we grew to love each other. Then, one dark day, another man came into the forest. He had a long face and a look about him which didn‘t bode well.‖ ―Oh, so you met old horse face Alistair then?‖ Joel asked. Laurence let out a chuckle. ―He was far uglier than a horse. Mr. Octavious is a prince compared to the man who took away my man.‖ ―He kidnapped James?‖ Will asked. ―Indeed.‖ 104

Covenation Shane‘s mind was again working overtime. Why would Alistair send a young man back in time to then appear later to kidnap him? This mystery was sure getting weirder and weirder. Or was it his intention all along to use James as bait for the trap? Then again, why the middle ages? Why go to all that trouble just to achieve covenation with Shane, Joel and Will? Then, Laurence uttered something, which offered a clue as to their predicament. ―James spoke of how he escaped from the man you call Alistair by travelling back to my time. I did not understand his words, but to hear him speak was like the breath of an angel, so I listened whenever he needed to reveal a part of himself to me.‖ ―To have his cock in your mouth was probably a good thing, too, right?‖ Joel quipped. Laurence raised an eyebrow, ignoring Joel. ―James spoke of a great storm approaching. He warned me of the dark magician and of his goals. He warned me that our time was short if we couldn‘t find someone to help us.‖ ―And what are Alistair‘s goals, Laurence?‖ Shane asked. ―To murder your…distant descendant…I believe he called it, so your coven will not only be his, but you will not have existed, fairy leader. I believe, from what James has told me, that I am such a man.‖ 105

Mark Alders Shane felt as though a huge force had hit him. Could this be true? Could Laurence be a relative of his, one of the first to carry the Upton name for his branch of lineage? ―What‘s your full name, sir knight?‖ ―Laurence Uptonfield.‖ Was the knight‘s short, sharp reply. ―Hang on,‖ Will said, coming to hold Shane by his hand. ―Sir knight, you are a man who loves other men, right?‖ Laurence smiled. ―Indeed.‖ ―Then how is it you are a relative? How can you pass on the name if you don‘t sleep with women so a child can be born?‖ Will looked as confused as Shane felt. ―Laurence smiled again, this time wider and one which showed his teeth. To Shane he looked menacing. More like a grimace or a knowing smirk before he pounded his enemies in a joust or mortal combat, the truth be told. ―James and I have borne a child. He was a blessing, a gift from the gods, and as such, lives with the Sisters of Mercy who pray within the halls of Avalon.‖ Silence overcame them all. If Shane‘s mind was working overtime before, it positively hurt right now. How could they have a child? Was magic involved again? Sure, Laurence was a man, no doubt about that. James was also certainly a man, he had seen him clearly, both in 106

Covenation visions and in dreams. Besides, Laurence wouldn‘t have fallen for James if he wasn‘t. Finally, Shane said, ―I don‘t understand.‖ Laurence patted him on the back. ―Our son came to us one night while we were sleeping, after we had shared each other on the deepest level only two who love each other can. A knock on the door at such a late hour saw to it I went to spy on whoever should disturb our slumber. A baby was on our doorstep. I couldn‘t see the person who left him there. He was beautiful, and straight away we took him into our house and our hearts.‖ Will let out a breath. Seemed Laurence‘s story had entranced him. It sure had Shane captured. ―Oh, so you adopted?‖ ―Of course, good fairy.‖ Laurence slapped Will on his back. ―How else would a child be named after the love I shared with my James?‖ ―Why is he at Avalon now?‖ Shane mused. ―He needed to be protected because of what James revealed about the future and how the dark magician wanted to manipulate events so he could gain more power. Besides, if I was killed in battle and James was returned to the future, our son would carry on our name…did carry on our name.‖ Laurence paused for a moment. Clearly, his mind must be working overtime as well. He continued, ―No magician‘s magic can work at Avalon. To put our son in the nuns‘ care was the 107

Mark Alders only choice we had. Rumours of a dark shadow creeping over the land became stronger and stronger each day. We had no choice. A week after we saved our son, James was taken from me. I could not fight the dark magic. I failed.‖ Shane‘s eyelids narrowed. ―Well, we‘re here to make sure you now have a weapon against magic. We‘re here to make sure you not only get your James back, but you can bring your son home, as well. After all, this is my future, we‘re talking about.‖ Laurence‘s smile returned to one more present. ―Then what are we waiting for? Monk, bring me my stead. We ride to the castle at best haste.‖ After travelling through thick forest, the day getting warmer and warmer, all the while climbing uphill, they came to a clearing, which lay underfoot of the castle where James was trapped. ―We are here.‖ Laurence stated matter-of-factly. ―So what now?‖ Joel asked. ―Do we knock on the front door and announce ourselves, or what?‖ The monk cleared his throat. ―I believe there is another entrance.‖ Laurence nodded. ―Indeed there is, good monk. There is a tunnel, which leads to the castle through the catacombs and other dark places. But be warned, there is evil soaked into the rocks there. We must tread carefully.‖ Shane didn‘t know whether the knight was 108

Covenation referring to booby traps or actual magical protection, but either way, going through the tunnel seemed like the best way to get into the castle. Many men guarded the main entrance. Many more men patrolled the grounds. Seemed Alistair was jittery. Rightly so. Shane was about to go in there and kick his arse. He reached out to hold Joel and Will. Together, they trod through thick undergrowth to get to the back entrance. A couple of men guarded the opening, but Laurence saw to their demise. The man was lightning quick with a blade and in that moment Shane sure wished he would never ever get on the knight‘s bad side. Sure, he may love men, but damn, he knew how to kill them, too. Mr. Octavious was left outside to graze on the fertile grass under the shadow of the castle. The monk led the way, igniting a torch to illuminate their path. Seconds later, Shane was surrounded by the dank and musty environment of a tunnel leading through the depths of the castle. Right now, he wished he had clothes. The floor was cold and wet and he got a chill that he couldn‘t get rid of no matter how close he got to Joel and Will. Laurence stopped, holding up his hand in caution. ―Silence, fairies. I hear something strange.‖ Shane couldn‘t hear anything other than a drip or two of water and his own teeth chattering. In 109

Mark Alders fact, he was certain he‘d lost his best assets about a hundred meters back he was that cold. Gooseflesh had tightened his skin so much, he ached all over. ―What is it?‖ Joel asked, his voice disturbed by his shivering. ―We should have got some of those blankets off Mr. Octavious,‖ Will said. He was embracing Joel, yet looked no warmer for the action. Both Joel‘s and Will‘s genitals had retreated in protest, their balls tight, their cocks just a sprouting out of dark pubes. Shane knew he was the same. The monk turned. ―I don‘t hear anything, knight. Perhaps you brought your superstition with you when you entered the tunnel.‖ ―Hush, monk. I know a voice when I hear one, especially the voice of the man I would give my dying breath to without hesitation.‖ ―You heard James?‖ Shane asked. ―I believe so.‖ ―Where?‖ Will added. Laurence grabbed the torch off the monk. ―Follow me. This way.‖ The knight took them to a junction in the tunnel. He turned left. If Shane wasn‘t mistaken, the ground seemed to decline. In other words, they were going deeper into the catacombs as opposed to making their way up towards where Alistair was waiting. An antechamber came into view. Shane gasped as the sight before him revealed 110

Covenation itself and he understood the room‘s contents. Suspended from the ceiling, above a pit, was James. Although, to say he was suspended in any normal way was incorrect. He was held in place by magic. A force-field like shimmer surrounded him. The man himself, naked and in pain, looked as though he was screaming out. How Laurence had heard him was anyone‘s guess because nothing seemed to penetrate the magical cage, including sound. Laurence rushed over to the edge of the pit, falling to his knees. ―My James, my good lover James, I am here for you. I am here to smite our enemies so we can be together once more.‖ Joel and Will went to the knight‘s side. He was weeping, holding his ears, for only he must be able to hear the pain of his lover from the future. Only he able to comprehend the true depth of the torture burdening James. James didn‘t react. The man kept on with his silent screaming, agony pervading his image. Shane‘s stomach churned. From the look of things, the only way to free James was to use magic. There was only one problem. To use magic now, before they had confronted Alistair, and without the help of Dr. Obenweiser in full capacity, would be unwise. But what choice did he have? Shane suspected the elaborate magical trap 111

Mark Alders Alistair had constructed was all part of the plan. In fact, everything seemed to fit into place—Dr. Obenweiser‘s loss of memory, the past and the future of Shane‘s family. Alistair couldn‘t get at them through Joel‘s mum, so he tried something far more intricate to lure them into his web. As far as Shane could see, the ploy had worked. He closed his eyelids, concentrating all his thoughts, energy, and magic, on freeing James from the force-field. Shane could feel his power drain from him as he weaved his mind around the problem before him. Not only did he have to free James from a magical cage, but make sure he didn‘t plummet to his death, as well. Moments later, and with his magical energy all but expended, with his own body weight almost becoming too much to bear, James was magically freed then carried into Laurence‘s waiting arms. Both of them kissed, one deep and filled with passion. The knight caressed his lover, wiped away his tears with tender care then brought him in so close that no enemy in the universe dare separate them for fear of death. The look on their faces, tender and loving and like being in each other‘s arms was all that mattered in the whole of the universe, all Shane needed to know to prove he had done the right thing. Laurence and James were indeed in love. A man from the future had stolen a man from the past‘s heart. A love that had 112

Covenation spanned more than a thousand years. A love that would last a lot longer, Shane imagined. A cry out from the monk disturbed Shane‘s reverie. From the entrance way, Alistair stood. In that moment, and with his magical energy drained from freeing James from the complex spell, Shane collapsed onto the cold, stone floor. Joel and Will rushed to his aid. All too late. Alistair had weaved his first spell. One separating Shane from his coven, suspending him from the ceiling just as James had been caught a few moments ago. ―I‘ve caught a little fairy, now haven‘t I?‖ Alistair said. He stepped into the antechamber proper, pushing the monk aside with his magic. A moment after that, the dark magician produced a fresh stick of chalk from his pocket. His pocket must have been filled with chalk, because a few sticks shattered on the stone, pulled out in his haste to cast his next spell. Alistair drew a line, scribbling formulae until Joel and Will became imprisoned by a force-field. Shane knew the dark magician had to do such a thing. To keep his coven separated was a good tactical move. After all, a coven feeds a magician‘s powers. If he had no access to their aide, then he was defenceless. Seemed Alistair‘s plan was coming to fruition.

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Chapter Thirteen A Dark Magician’s Cry

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ove is more powerful than any magic.” Shane Upton’s distant memory manifesting itself onto one of Dr. Obenweiser’s pamphlets on magic.

Shane squirmed, to no avail. The magic holding him was powerful. He was no longer cold, but he had a new problem—how to defeat Alistair without draining his magical powers completely. Sure, he could still perform magic, but he simply didn‘t have enough in reserve to handle all that had happened in the past few moments. Not only did he have to free himself, he had to free Joel and Will as well. Actually—he had to free Laurence and James also, for Alistair had encircled them with a magical chalk drawn cage. They were locked forever in a lover‘s embrace, oblivious to 114

Covenation the outside world, so wrapped up in their love. ―You‘re a bastard,‖ Shane shouted. ―I told you I‘d be back, my friend. But this time, as you can see, I am more prepared for a man of your abilities. I procured this particular holding spell from one of the greatest magician‘s to have ever lived, a magician named Merlin.‖ Alistair stepped forward so he was underneath Shane. The look of smugness on the dark magician‘s face was unmistakable. Shane hated him. Hated him with all of his heart. ―From there, as you can imagine, everything fell into place for me. After all, your dear father was quite obliging providing details of your family tree. Seems your old man has a deepseeded hatred for homosexuals. Finding Laurence amongst the flotsam of your kin wasn‘t easy, the tree just seemed to stop. I then found out why. Your father had omitted the knight‘s name, erased him from any records. I have to say, it took some looking, but connecting the dots of the last known relative of a boy brought up by nuns on the isle of Avalon sure paid off. The boy wasn‘t an orphan, after all, but the creation of a love so powerful between James and Laurence that your magical family tree was born.‖ Shane felt anger rise up to consume him. How could his dad betray him like this? From something so beautiful, the creation of a child through the power of love, sheer evil had resulted. 115

Mark Alders Not only would Shane lose his coven, but Laurence and James and their son could be in jeopardy as well. Shane would not have existed. The magic, any Upton born who captured their inherent magical powers, would never have had a chance to live. Alistair‘s plan was far reaching. Not only would he gain Shane‘s coven and enjoy the powers they gave him, he would be able to destroy the lineage of Upton for more than fivehundred generations. ―You‘re a bastard,‖ Shane repeated. It was the only thing he could think of through his anger. Alistair closed his eyelids. Seconds later, Laurence and James disappeared into the ether. Their existence wiped from history. Another moment passed, and with the dark magician wielding his powers like a juggernaut, he brought Joel and Will closer to him. The look on Joel and Will‘s faces spoke volumes. They were captured within Alistair‘s spell. In fact, Will and Joel began pleasuring each other on the dark magician‘s command. Alistair had even unzipped his pants so they could access his cock, pleasure him to help provide him with power to use against Shane. Shane was alone. His coven no longer his. His knight a memory of nothing but mythical woodland fairies. Shane swallowed hard. To watch Will take 116

Covenation Joel‘s cock into his mouth, to then witness them both suck on Alistair, was sickening. Their love should be Shane‘s. Their love should be reenergising his powers, not someone else‘s. Alistair was revelling in their attention. His cock was rock hard, slick with the saliva off their tongues, his hands on their heads encouraging them to keep up with their pleasuring, his face reflecting his delight to perfection. Shane couldn‘t watch. Unfortunately, Joel and Will‘s physical contact, their sex, had reenergised Alistair from the previous spells he had cast. The man blew his load, Will and Joel licked it up, then kissed one another to continue pleasuring themselves. Shane felt sick. Yet, the worst was to come. Alistair scribbled a formula onto the floor as soon as he zipped up. Shane was dropped from his magical cage, landing with a thud onto the hard surface. Pain shot through him from his hips and he let out a yelp. The only thing he could do was protect himself. He had no reserve of power to speak of, so to attack would surely drain him making for an easy target. With the last remnants of power within him, Shane created a protective shield. For the moment, he was safe. Alistair came to examine his work, rubbing his chin, deep in thought. ―I see you have been taught 117

Mark Alders well. Unfortunately, your spell was a weak one and it will only be a matter of time before I break down the barrier you have created. Then, to complete my task, I will wipe you from existence, just like all the other Upton‘s from this moment on who were ever conceived. My victory complete.‖ Shane didn‘t answer. Would it be bad if his parents had never been born? Then again, his dad couldn‘t help being a narrow-minded man, one who just needed to get beyond the fact Shane loved other men. Shane was still his son. Shane was still a part of him, no matter who he wanted to be with. Pity his dad didn‘t see such things. The dark magician then began to draw formula and chalk lines around Shane‘s protective shield. As he completed the equations, Shane felt the shield weaken. Soon, he was exposed. Alistair‘s smile was more like a scar. ―I have you now, my friend.‖ In that instant, a great pain shot through Shane. Ebbing up from his stomach to consume him. The pain wasn‘t of his own creation. It was evil magic pouring into his soul to kill his spirit. Shane gasped. He had no choice but to cradle himself to try and ease his discomfort as he was attacked from the inside. Alistair gestured for Will and Joel to come to him. Like obedient dogs, they were at his side within a heartbeat. Again, the dark magician 118

Covenation unzipped. This time, he positioned Joel so he was on his hands and knees, his arsehole in the air. The dark magician came behind him, sinking his cock into Joel‘s warmth after he had slicked his fingers to prepare him for entry. Joel didn‘t react. Instead, he kept on pleasuring Will, jerking him off and sucking and licking the pre-cum off his erect cock and playing with his balls. Through watery eyes, and while Alistair gained more and more power while he fucked the living daylights out of Joel, Shane sank deeper and deeper into darkness. His whole body was in agony, every thought consumed by the pain that seeped into every pore. All he could hear was the dark magician chuckle as he revelled in his coven‘s flesh. ―I hate you,‖ Shane gasped, like the words were the last he would pass from his lips. Then, when all hope seemed lost, and while Alistair was occupied, balls deep in Joel, pumping away behind him like a machine, the monk came into view. He was holding a stick of chalk. A stick of chalk, which had fallen to the floor from the dark magician‘s pocket earlier. ―I believe you can use this,‖ the monk said. Shane couldn‘t believe his ears or his eyes. Had the chalk ignited something within the monk‘s mind reminding him of his future self? Had the 119

Mark Alders chalk been a catalyst, which had set into motion a memory giving him a clue as to who he really was, just as sleep had unlocked a part of his unconscious mind? In that instant, Shane knew he wasn‘t imagining last night. Dr. Obenweiser was trying to break though the confusion of Alistair‘s magic. Because Shane, without doubt, knew the reason for the doctor losing his memory was indeed created by magic. Dark magic. Shane grabbed the chalk. Sure, it pained him to do so. But, with the last remnants of strength, both magical and otherwise, left within him, he scribbled a formula onto the stone floor of the antechamber. When completed, the chalk fell from his fingers. He was spent. All he could do now was wait for the seed he had planted to germinate. Again, through his pain-filled vision, Shane watched Will. As was normal for him, while he was getting his dick sucked, he closed his eyelids and arched his back. Not so once the spell wormed its way into his thoughts. For Shane had created a blocking spell. A spell so simple in its creation, yet hopefully would prove devastating. The premise was straightforward. Send into Will‘s mind a numbing effect. The result would be two way. He would forget what he was doing, and, in the end, the reason why he was doing it. 120

Covenation Hopefully, in the time it took for Will‘s mind to readjust, Shane would be able to reach out to him. All Will had to do was open his eyes and look around. He would see everything for what it really was. The truth revealed. Will opened his eyelids. Shane called out, and straight away Will pushed himself away from the orgy he was now an unwilling participant of. He was by Shane‘s side, helping him to his feet, moments after that. ―Give me your love, Will,‖ Shane whispered through the pain of Alistair‘s spell. ―What happened here?‖ ―I will explain everything later. Please, let‘s fight fire with fire. I need you to pleasure me. It‘s the only way we can defeat Alistair and get Joel and our friends back.‖ Will didn‘t need to be told twice. He was kissing Shane, touching his cock, feeling him up to the point of stimulation, in no time. Sure, Shane had to use all his concentration to gain an erection, made more difficult by the spell still swimming within him, but soon, and with Will‘s expert hand, he was hard. Energy began to re-fill his body. Will‘s love was working. Shane smiled. He loved how Will tickled his foreskin with his tongue before retracting him. In fact, he loved all the little touches Will did when they were close. Something far more personal and 121

Mark Alders deep than just getting behind a man and pounding away until climax, that‘s for sure. ―I really love you, Will,‖ Shane said. Will had come around so he was on his hands and knees, facing Joel. To an onlooker, the scene would have looked quite surreal, two magician‘s behind their men, ready to do battle for the last time. Then again, if powerful magic was to be performed, extreme measures had to be taken. Shane needed his fuel supply close. Very close. He came to lick Will‘s arsehole, pleasure him so he was prepared for what was about to happen. He wished he had more time to explore the full delights of Will‘s skin, run his tongue up and down his backside, all over his beautiful ripe balls, and feel the throb of his cock deep in his throat, but by the look of things Alistair would soon reach climax. When that happened, the dark magician would be ready to cast magic, powerful magic, once more. Something Shane didn‘t want to happen. With a new found determination coming over him, subduing the immobilising spell just enough so he could retract his foreskin fully and pierce Will‘s arse, Shane concentrated on the demise of the dark magician while his length sank into his lover. Will let out a gasp of delight, arching his back so Shane could get in as deep as he needed to 122

Covenation siphon all his love and provide him with all the power he needed to end this situation once and for all. Will even reached over with one hand, pulling at Shane‘s leg so he had no choice but to go in as deep as he could. In that moment, Shane caught a glimpse of Alistair. He had gripped Joel tight, the look on his face, contorted by his pleasure of Joel‘s flesh, clear the man was near climax. Now was the time to act. Shane acted. He concentrated on the environment around him. The spell Alistair had cast before, the one which had almost killed him, was now all but gone. Will‘s love had dissipated the evil magic, thank goodness. What Shane wanted was many things, but he had to remain focused. He had to think of the best thing to get rid of Alistair with the least amount of effort. Then it struck him. He would conjure Laurence back from the ether of time. With a few deep pushes of his cock inside Will, Shane imagined the knight back into existence once more. To have Laurence here would not only be useful, it would mean the Upton name would continue. In the nick of time, Shane gained enough of Will‘s energy to enable him to cast magic, once more. Alistair let out a cry, pulling out his cock and spraying his cum all over Joel‘s back like he 123

Mark Alders was nothing more than a cheap porn star for his own amusement. Shane hated to see such a thing, but again, he had to keep his concentration. Seconds later, and just as Alistair came away from behind Joel, zipped up and was ready to confront Shane, his powers re-filled yet again, Laurence materialised. This time Shane didn‘t feel the drain of power for he was a part of Will. A deep and important part. The dark magician wheeled around when he realised Shane‘s intention. All too late. ―Time to feel my blade, evil doer.‖ Laurence ran him through with his sword. The dark magician‘s blood stained the floor and erased all the chalk drawn formula written upon it. The look of surprise and defeat etched onto the magician‘s face was priceless. Shane had done it. ―That was for taking away my beautiful James, dark magician,‖ Laurence added with his booming register when he pulled the sword from Alistair‘s flesh. Shane felt that all too familiar tingle, rising up from his balls and into his stomach. He came. But instead of blowing his load all over Will‘s back like he was an object, he remained within him. When he had given Will all he could give, he pulled out. Will came around to kiss Shane straight away. ―Thank you,‖ he whispered into his beautiful man‘s ear. 124

Covenation ―Don‘t mention it,‖ Will replied. Joel sprang to his feet, confusion on his expression. Actually, as Alistair‘s life ebbed away, James returned from the banishment he had suffered during the ordeal. Then, the most wonderful thing Shane had ever heard rang out to fill the antechamber. ―Um, excuse me, dear fellow, but where am I?‖ Shane knew, without a shadow of doubt, Dr. Obenweiser was back. He went to hug the man. To have his friend back was wonderful. To have Laurence and James re-united, even better. A moan pierced the air. It came from Alistair. ―I know how to make your father love you, Shane.‖ Shane went to his enemy, looking down at him with an emotion creeping up to consume him he didn‘t expect. Pity. ―I don‘t want your help. If I can‘t achieve my goals without love, then I don‘t want to achieve them. Understand me? Love is everything an oversight which cost you dearly.‖ The dark magician didn‘t reply. His eyelids closed and with a whiff of wind that ruffled Shane‘s fringe, he disappeared. No reminder he was even in the room except for his blood. Laurence came to embrace Shane. ―He is no longer of this world and you know what, fairy leader?‖ ―What?‖ Shane replied. ―He doesn‘t have anyone to rescue him from 125

Mark Alders the darkness like I did.‖ Shane returned the embrace. In fact, Joel, Will and Dr. Obenweiser all came to embrace him. ―Thanks,‖ Shane said. ―Thanks to all of you.‖

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fter the pentagram ritual, Shane, Joel, Will and the doctor arrived back in the present day. Laurence and James chose to stay in the past, share the rest of their lives enjoying each other‘s touch and companionship. Their son was sent for and the Sisters of Mercy would deliver him within days to those who loved him. They would soon be a family. The thought of James deciding to stay in the past and be with his man was one of the most beautiful things Shane had witnessed in a long time. One thing was certain, with James and Laurence together, the Upton name was assured. ―One thing puzzles me, Shane,‖ Will said. ―What‘s that?‖ ―How would your father have known Laurence was gay from a family tree? Surely such information wouldn‘t have been recorded, would it?‖ Shane pursed his lips. ―Anyone who wasn‘t 127

Mark Alders married would arouse suspicion with my dad. He accused my cousin Nathan of being a fag boy even when he had a girlfriend. Not until the day he got married did my father‘s accusations stop.‖ Joel slapped Shane on his back. ―Then he turned his attention onto you, right?‖ Shane nodded. ―You got it.‖ ―Well, you proved him right, fairy boy.‖ Joel sat down on Will‘s bed. His eyes filled with want. They were clothed. Dr. Obenweiser had seen to it they put their clothes on before wandering out of his office. Shane almost got used to the idea of wandering around naked all the live long day. When Shane was about to join Will and Joel on the bed, ready to share in their love before they slept, his phone signalled a message. He opened the message, and to his surprise, and disbelief, the text read, Shane, I need to see you as soon as possible. Something has happened. Shane stared at his phone for ages. ―What‘s the matter, buddy?‖ Joel asked, starting to play with himself, getting worked up for their customary before bed romp. ―My dad wants to see me.‖ Will snorted. ―Really? After what he did? Are you going to go?‖ Without consideration as to the consequences, because Shane couldn‘t work out why his old man wanted to see him, he blurted, ―Yeah, I am.‖ He 128

Covenation couldn‘t be sure, but to him something had changed. Sure, the message hadn‘t revealed anything other than what was written, but this was more of a gut feeling. Shane knew something had happened and whether for good or bad there was only one way to find out. ―We‘ll all go and see him tomorrow.‖ Will said, ―Wow, out of the frying pan into the fire, hey?‖ Shane sat next to his beautiful men. The bed creaked. ―Come here and give me your love, you two. I need you both more than ever if I am going to confront my dad, that‘s for sure.‖ Joel leant over and kissed Shane. Will did the same. Soon Shane was immersed in his coven‘s flesh, laid down so they could do their best to him. He wouldn‘t have it any other way. To be continued… Incantexual Adventures of the Magician’s Coven Three

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About the Author I‘m Mark and I live in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. By day I am a public servant, but by night, when I get in front of my computer, I can be anyone. I let my imagination go. I can go anywhere, from the farthest reaches of space, to the dilapidated house at the end of the street, and anywhere in between. I write about people from all walks of life, from teenagers finding out what‘s it‘s like to be an adult or to adults that discover what it‘s like to become a child once more. Characters move my stories just as much as they move me.