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Since the bar fight between Belgrieve and Percival where the blond man's feelings finally erupted from his damaged self, he had started his healing process. Sometimes it feels awkward, but he knows that it's the best thing that has happened to him in the last 20 years. Now 3 days have passed since their altercation and Percival feels reborn, the food tastes better as if it was just made; his body feels light and full of energy and the day feels fresh and full of possibilities with his old friends by his side. Is like when they were four teenagers working their way to be high rank adventurers back in Orphen more than two decades ago. Even when all these new feelings from his old self that he thought were dead bring a new sense to his life, there's something that he wasn't expecting at all, especially considering his age, now in his 40’s: the libido he had back when he was 17.
The next three mornings, to Percival's horror he has woken up with a raging boner begging for release, almost passing out the first time from such a thing. Luckily for him he's used to waking up really early to explore the chasm, preventing anyone of the Belgrieve's party from witnessing such shame. The Exiled Blade the S Rank adventurer waking up with a boner at the big age of 40 was something he didn't want to be associated with him.
'How is this possible, shit!!' Thinks Percival when the morning wood for the 4th consecutive day makes an evident bulge in his pants, even when the last night he went to a faraway alley to take care of this business just as the previous nights. Percival checks that no one else is awake and starts his exit through the cloth dividers of the large stone hall, escaping to the tune of snores and weak breathing from the other parties, until the deep voice of Belgrieve halts his hurried march outside.
"Percy, where are you going?" Belgrieve says with his head poking out of the divider.
"Sorry, for waking you up. I gotta take care of some... business," replies the adventurer, only turning his head to see his old friend.
"This early?" Asks Belgrieve with a concerned tone, while the tap of his peg leg joins the sleeping noises. The red haired man's hand lands on Percival's left shoulder, meaning to comfort him, but instead giving Percival a shiver from top to bottom, his dick throbbing uncomfortably in his pants. He needs to leave now, at this rate he'd cum right there just from the touch and proximity of Belgrieve.
"It's nothing serious, really... I'll be back before everyone is up." Percival smiles and continues walking to the exit. The tap of the peg leg gets farther, Belgrieve went back to sleep. 'Thank Vienna, Belgrieve can't see such a disgrace.'
The sunrise is just starting and adventurers of all ranks make their way to the chasm in another day of killing fiends and gathering the rare materials that are common in the Earth Navel, but against the flow of people Percival walks with an angry wrinkle on his brow. Everyone with enough time in the Earth Navel knows to keep their distance from the tall man with a blonde mane -like hair and sharp eyes, but now that angry looking expression is just a facade to avoid any closer look at the way he covers his front side of his body with his weathered cape. Walking in the maze alleys of Earth Navel, Percival reaches his goal: an old bar with a couple of dead drunk men and workers cleaning the mess inside. This musky place was perfect for Percival's necessities. It was far away enough from where his friends and their party were staying, plus the consumers just wanted a place to drink some distilled spirits and nothing else.
Without looking at anyone, Percival walks to the dead end of an alley next to the bar, where the light of the new day doesn't reach. Looking back to make sure nobody was around, Percival walks to the right corner and with urgent movements undoes his pants and takes his dick out of the loincloth. He starts to masturbate, desperate, a couple of low moans escaping his mouth. Down there the foreskin is moving in an exasperated rhythm, showing and hiding the pink head of the dick. In no time Percival ends with a quiet grunt and 3 shots of semen impacted on the corner. As he comes back from his climax he glances behind him, just to make sure nobody walked into the forgotten street. He just stays there looking at his dick and the mess he made, and without realizing it recalls when Belgrieve told him 'I came here for satisfaction'. The way the calm and well behaved friend worded it back when they were about to brawl has been stuck with him, and just with that thought his dick starts hardening again and Percival goes with his erratic satisfaction. 'Oh Bell! Why?'.
The day continues as usual. Percival helped Belgrieve with his unique fight techniques using his peg leg, and spent time with Kasim talking about the past and the last time they were with Satie the elf woman, the last missing member of the original party of Belgrieve. The red haired man has a bittersweet feeling about the past, they're close to getting back together, but still there's not a proper hint of where she's at now.
Angeline and her party keep searching for the materials Sierra asked for as a favor for helping them reach the Earth Navel. When the four young adventurers came back, they reported which materials were missing from the list. They decided to give another day to look at them with the merchants that are at the stone gates, someone must know where or who sells it.
The sun starts setting on the horizon, and the party goes to a bar for something to eat. A joyful atmosphere between the young and old adventures to share tips and stories of their adventures. Percival has been smiling, something he thought he would never do again. Lucille points out his expression with a little song, and everyone laughs at it along with Percival. He is feeling happiness once again.
Back in the hall, most of them went to sleep and Percival relieved himself in the alley. Before anyone would ask where he was, Percival was already back. After talking for a while everyone keeps falling asleep and the last ones were Percival, Kasim and Belgrieve talking about the past. After Kasim was getting more quiet, both knew it was time to sleep, the big hall was already silent with some whispering between the other parties.
"Percy, will you go out again tomorrow?" Asks Belgrieve, laying down in between Percival and Kasim.
"I hope not, but we'll see." Percival makes no eye contact. It's been years since he has lied to someone, and to make things worse he must sleep next to the one he's lying to.
"Not to be nosy, but you leave us late at night and early in the morning... I don't know how these matters work here, but if you need a hand, you can count on me,” says Belgrieve, putting his hand on Percival's left shoulder.
'SHIT!' Percival makes a superhuman effort to not jolt from the ground after Belgrieve's touch and unaware lewdness of his words. He feels his dick jump rock hard in his pants. He subtly covers himself with his cape, knowing he can no longer trust his body.
"Do-don't worry Bell... I can handle it." Percival wants to punch himself right on the nose with how shaky his voice sounds, evidence of his internal struggle.
As the night goes on, Percival fights his thoughts to fall asleep, still trying to win this battle. Now the 'I came here for satisfaction' Belgrieve of his mind is more powerful with the 'If you need a hand, you can count on me' Belgrieve; the shame shakes his body, thinking of his old friend like this, when he never had any intention of giving any kind of dirty talk to him, but just doing what a friend does when they're concerned for the other. 'I'm sorry Bell'.
Percival can't take it any longer, his pent up erection demands attention and the S rank adventurer loses the battle against his impulses. Pressing his hands on his face to psych himself up, he stands and checks the other members. Angeline and her party were next to the divider, next to him Duncan face down and behind him sitting against the stone wall was Ishmael. As the uncontrollable boner points the route of his way out, even in the dim light he could see the silhouettes of Kasim with his arm on Belgrieve's right shoulder. How can these men in their 40’s be this cute Percival thought as a relief to his horny overloaded mind.
Percival walks the barely illuminated streets, covering himself with the cape. For some reason he feels the people that are walking aimlessly late at night are looking at him with judgmental eyes. 'They know?... No!!… I must be getting paranoid. I drank too much, damn you Kasim!' Ignoring what’s off, Percival quickens the pace and leaves his worried thoughts behind and focuses on the self satisfaction that awaits him in the corner.
Walking in the empty street, with only the torches lighting up the path, Percival jogs back to his special place for an emergency matter, passing by the bar that at night presents itself as lively place with joyful crowd of tipsy adventurers singing their hearts out with their travel to reach the Earth Navel.
Once again Percival is back in the musky corner with the boxes and uneven cobblestones, the light of the moon slightly lighting the dead end street. The adventurer guided for his lower head, undid his pants and let them fall with his loincloth pooling on his feet. He’s still wearing his cape, hiding his bare ass at the little possibility of someone walking in this place. His dick erects free from its captivity, his thick and hairy thighs and balls show in the dim light of the moon. The jerking off goes on for a while, at least 3 songs long as the bar's revelry is still heard from his jerk off corner. 'COME ON!!' he thinks, sweat forming on his forehead and hard penis in his hands that doesn't want to reach the desired climax. Slowly Percival's strokes stopped. It made no sense to continue. Leaving his raging boner alone , frustrated, the Exalted Blade punches his precum filled fist on the wall. Coming back like this is gonna be rough.
"Percy, Do you need any help?" A familiar voice calls a couple of steps behind the frustrated man.
The moment Percival heard the voice, he felt time stop around him. His eyes opened with horror, his heart galloping in his chest and his boner jolting in a discord reaction to the rest of his body that went frozen. 'This can't be, HOW...'
"Can you hear me?" Asks the man behind him.
This last question made the adrenaline flow to his bloodstream, making him plan some kind of excuse. When he squatted to pull his pants on, he saw with horror that they weren't on his feet. 'WHAT THE FUCK!!!'
"It looks like your pants were pretty uncomfortable" Belgrieve exclaims, giggling. "And your underwear," he continues with a joyful giggle.
"BELL WAIT!" Says Percival louder than he planned to say it. The nerves are taking control of him, something that hadn't happened to him in a long time.
"No need to worry," Belgrieve says, "I'm here to help you." The tap of his peg leg breaks the now silent alley for the first time.
"Wh-" Percival’s words cut off, Belgrieve’s hands posed on each shoulder. Again a shiver travels from top to bottom of Percival's sculpted body.
Percival is the tallest of their original party and the height gap with his red haired friend is half a head. Belgrieve's hands go down to encircle Percival's waist, making him gasp at every touch, his cheeks and ears blushing and looking down at how close Belgrieve's rough farmer hands are to his demanding erection.
"Oh my!" Exclaims Belgrieve, looking down from Percival's left shoulder. "Look at yourself, a man with a dick like this must focus on just satisfying it, what do you think?" Percival moans, the only reply he could give.
The drunk adventurers start to pile up in front of the bar. Just a couple of people are still singing barely distinguished lyrics of folklore songs of Vienna, but in the dead end the lewd noise of a well lubricated dick and the loud moans of a S rank adventurer set the erotic scene.
"B-Bell hold onUUGH" Belgrieve's finger teases the piss slit of the exposed head.
"Everything is alright, I'm sure I'm gentler than your jerking sessions of the last days," Chuckles Belgrieve while pulling on the horny man's balls.
That sentence would torment Percival's mind with the weight of those words, but now that he's fogged up with the expert handjob, he stops thinking and just lets everything flow to reach his desired climax.
"I'm close," Says Percival with a silly smile on his sweaty face.
"Good!" Belgrieve quickens his handjob and, along with a loud moan, Percival cums all over the corner. Two of the three shots hit the cracked wall. In his ecstasy, Percival's knees buckle, using the wall as a support, trying to recover from one of the best sexual experiences of his life. In this position Percival has his ass against Belgrieve's crotch. The red haired man just looks down to the cape, the only thing between him and Percival's bare ass. The moment he holds his waist with his hands, Percival looks back with a glance full of lust and desire.
"Bell, I-" Before he could end his proposal, Belgrieve straightens him back. Percival looks on his side at Belgrieve's chin nested on his shoulder. 'Kiss... Kiss him'. Before he can act on his impulse, the red haired man caresses his friend's messy blonde hair.
"It looks like you need another round, big man," Says Belgrieve with his deep voice laced with lust. Percival follows the other man's gaze down to see his dick still hard and leaking.
'I still need more? How?' Percival feels his face getting warmer, ashamed that all the hard work of his friend did nothing to his horny body. "Sorry, I-"
"It's alright, Percy," Says Belgrieve as he starts walking around him. "I'm glad we have some time left to play." Now in front of him, Belgrieve places his hands on Percival's hips, looking up to his friend.
'KISS HIM KISS HIM' It's on repeat in Percival's mind and when got the courage to go for a kiss, his face is stopped by Belgrieve's hand. His touch makes his starved lips shake. Belgrieve's smile shows he loves how Percival craves for more of his touch, that he didn't want to make him wait any longer, and in a clean movement the red haired man kneels in front of the former scary S rank adventurer and kisses the red head of the erect penis in front of him. Without time to respond to such an unexpected action, Percival could only mumble Belgrieve's name followed by a loud moan that could be heard in the empty street, but now that didn't matter to the horny man whose needs are met.
"BELL!!!" The surprised man struggles to say in his ragged breathing "M-more... MORE," he exclaims, looking down to the red haired man handling his dick. Belgrieve just gives a sly smile and opens his mouth, slowly moving to the expected dick. Both keep eye contact as Belgrieve, without gagging, touches his nose to Percival's abundant pubic hair. The lustful moans flood the nearby street and a sloppy sound gets louder as the man leaning on the corner shakes.
Percival fucks the mouth of Belgrieve as if there wasn't a tomorrow, his hands pulling the red hair everytime his balls hit the chin of Belgrieve's red beard. Now that was the only moment Percival cared about, mind fogged by the expert blowjob and the hands squishing his ass with a finger teasing his willing hole. Belgrieve didn't lose his tempo and Percival gets closer to his climax.
"FUCK!!!!!" Exclaims Percival as he keeps Belgrieve's head in place with his whole dick inside him while five shots of hot semen hit Belgrieve's welcoming throat, and arcs his back as Belgrieve keeps two fingers deep inside him.
The lecherous act of two horny men ends. While Percival tries to recover from his weak knees, his penis is met with the cold wind of the night, leaving the warm mouth of his friend.
Kneeling down in front of Belgrieve, the S Rank adventurer gently touches the face of the former cause of his guilt as a thank you.
"Now's my turn," says Percival in his sultry and low voice, the lust in him still burning as hot as the torches of the street.
As his free hand goes to Belgrieve's crotch, his friend's hand halts his lewd intention. Percival looks back to the red haired man, who keeps the flirting expression, but doesn't let the Exalted Blade's hand move any closer. Percival keeps trying, but Belgrieve doesn't move. Again the feeling that something is off triggers the alarm in his head, but once again he ignores it.
"Come on Bell, le..let me…" Even with both hands he’s still unable to reach where his curiosity leads him. "Let me see you... uh. DAMN MOVE!!" Rage inside him boils "Your dick let me see your dick Bell. BELL YOUR DICK. I WANT TO SEE YOUR DICK" Weaker every passing moment, his surroundings start to fade away, until only his voice demanding to see his friend’s dick echoes in the darkness of the unknown.
A loud gasp interrupts the silence in the hall. Percival, now sitting, looks around. "I'm still here?" Says Percival, still trying to make sense as to what happened. "A FUCKING DREAM!!" He clenches his fist, but before he can curse he feels the still warm semen on his pants. Even when nothing was real, his body still got eight shots of cum straight out of him. Percival goes cold with this revelation, quickly getting up and runs his way out, making sure no one is awake. 'A MOTHER FUCKING WET DREAM AT THIS AGE' He screams in his mind as he flees in shame.
In the dawn of a new day, the party finally complete the list of materials that were asked. Percival tries to act normal as the day goes, even though his mind was in between a storm with his dream and bearing on the possibility of someone hearing his lewd act, but to his surprise it looks like no one heard him last night. There wasn't anybody avoiding him or glaring weird, so for his own good he decided to believe that. It was the best thing to do. At night when everyone was getting ready for their departure planned for the next day, making a last time check up of the route they're taking, Percival noticed that the urge to run off to his cum corner was gone. At this time he would already be making excuses to leave, but now he was enjoying the time next to the fire with everyone.
The next day they left The Earth Navel, Percival's mind at peace, feeling a good fortune for his future alongside his old friends looking for Satie.