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Terrified, he stared long and hard across the dark abyss, striving to make
out the misshapen form he thought he could see.  He tried, hopelessly, to
ignore the other, small and unmoving human figures that lay scattered about
the awful chamber.  A sudden sloshing sound and the great mass moved towards
him.  Trevor flattened his naked body against the wall, feeling the slime and
moss against his bare flesh.  His frantic mind beginning to panic, he turned
and hurled himself against the wall, hopelessly attempting to leap up the
distance.  As he picked himself up for the third time he managed to collect
himself to some extent.  Climb!  He must climb his way out of this pit of
loathsome death.

The stone of the walls was dank and slippery, but allowed some purchase.  He
fought to ignore the nerve-wracking noises that the creature made in its
steady advance, the horrid splashing sounds that the mass made as it moved
closer, the fetid smell that could only be its vile breath upon his exposed,
defenseless back.  He crawled upward, the wall was high if it ever ended at
all.  But there was light above and he struggled, and inch after inch, foot
after foot he fought for his escape.  His left hand reached up and snatched
at the edge of the pit.  Wild exhilaration filled the boy as he threw his
other hand upward, but then he felt a tugging at his foot.  A soft, writhing
tentacle had wrapped itself around the lad's leg and pulled at him with great
force.  Trevor held on to the precipice with both hands, tightly clutching
and desperately forcing himself upward, ever so slightly upward.  Then he
felt the slimy sensation of a second soft shape securing a hold on his other
slender leg and his heart sank within him.  The boy did not give up but he
could offer no further resistance to such a pull and quickly fell back into
the pit.

His naked body bounced off the gelatinous body of the creature and fell to
the floor.  One of the tentacles still held onto one of the boy's shapely
legs as he scrambled to free himself.  The creature emitted a sharp and
piercing cry and suddenly reared up it's bulk.  For the briefest moment
Trevor froze at the sight and in the next was covered by the whole shape of
the horror that the wizard had trapped from the far reaches of time and
space.

The weight of the visitor was impossible to determine, so lightly did it
press upon Trevor's body.  His mind, though, did not pause to ponder the
incongruity of so great a mass with so slight a load.  He was reeling from
having the entirety of his body touched and caressed by the greasy, viscous
flesh of the visitor, and the vulgar taste and smell and sensation as the
unearthly slime entered his mouth and nose and anus.  It had no shape beyond
that of a huge mound and no appendages other than the one tentacle still
wound about the boy's right leg and the other which now entangled itself
around his left.  Trevor struggled with his very sanity as his flesh crawled
with the obscene presence of this cosmic entity.   His child's mind was
filled and choked with dark, squalid images of lost and unclean places as the
tentacles wound up his legs  and pressed horribly against his penis and
testicles.  Shocks of agony ripped through his flesh at the awful caress and
he became aware of the creature's terrible longing that so desperately needed
to be fulfilled.

The creature again reared up its mass and Trevor imagined he saw a tiny
opening in the center of the body.  Gagging and spitting out the awful ichor
in his mouth, the trembling, frightened boy stared straight up at the tiny
hole, transfixed, until it split wide and opened into a blasphemous facsimile
of a wide opened grin.  The tentacles pulled up on his legs and spread them
painfully wide, bracing all of the lad's weight upon his shoulders.  Then
from out of the huge, leering mouth came a frightful thing, the third
appendage: a long, twisted, and erect piece of a very solid substance,
thicker in width than a powerful man's arm.  A greasy ooze covered the whole
of its length and it quivered as it hovered in the air between the mass and
Trevor.  Trevor's legs were then pulled back and he was hoisted in a more
upward position, the creature's horrifying member poised above the small
target left so exposed and unprotected.  And a greater scream than the boy
had ever known reared up from the bowels of his soul and was given voice in
that dark and lonely place.

Suddenly the creature jerked and thrust Trevor high into the air as it tossed
its body back.  The boy felt the tentacles slide off his legs as he was flung
to the other end of the pit.  He landed roughly but mainly unhurt and darted
to his feet.  He looked up and saw the powerful form of Konnur riding the
creature's back, plunging the full length of his great sword again and again
into the pliant, inhuman flesh.  The northerner shouted out his rage and
loathing of this obscenity even as he yelled for Trevor to escape.  The boy,
shaking off his momentary astonishment was quick to oblige and threw himself
at the wall once more, climbing it with a strength and speed born of purest
urgency.

In no time compared to his first attempt, he reached the top, only to feel a
sharp pain on his hand.  "Now where do you think you're going?" chittered
Kamal Shadrok malevolently, as he brought his booted foot down hard upon the
boy's clutching hand.

"Damn you to hell!" screamed Trevor as he lunged forward and grasped the
wizard's foot with his free hand, jerking him down to the smooth, polished
floor.  Terrified, the magician clutched for support behind him as the boy
quickly climbed up Kamal's leg and robe.  Now the nude, bleeding,
slime-covered boy stood over him and the wizard was filled with a fear of the
unknown and uncontrolled.  He attempted the incantation of a protection
spell, but was cut short as the driven  lad hurled his slight frame atop the
man and slammed his elbow into the wizard's jaw, breaking it.  Wide-eyed and
desperate, Kamal attempted to fend Trevor off and gesture mystically with his
left hand.  The boy stomped his knee into the manhood of the wizard and
snatched at the arm that he knew could pull down the powers of darkness, and
held it tightly.  He ignored the pain of the blows of Kamal's other arm which
would surely raise dark bruises on his tender flesh later, and with every
muscle standing out on his fine toned body, snapped the bones of the wizard's
wrist as though naught but dry kindling.

Konnur, however, was starting to doubt the wisdom of his maneuver.  He'd
awakened from his feigned slumber to find himself alone in the greeting
chamber.  His head had been groggy from the first of the wine he'd sampled,
too groggy he knew which had meant that it had been drugged.  And that, no
doubt, meant that Trevor was in danger.  It was only for him then to deceive
the treacherous Linius that he continued to drink while gaining the time to
clear his head of the poison.  He had no idea what hazard Trevor was facing,
but knew he could be of no use until he could feel his feet beneath his legs.
 Finally he'd closed his eyes as though asleep and heard the quick departure
of the young nobleman.  Then it was simply a matter of regaining his senses
and finding his way through the tower.  Seeing the threatened, gruesome rape
of the boy he now knew he'd come to love, he could only hurl himself at the
loathsome beast.  The creature beneath him had reeled from the sudden shock
of his initial attack but now was clearly feeling no pain from his blows.
 The unfleshy goo that was its body was unhurt from the sharp thrusts of his
blade.  If there was a vital organ or brain within the monster's mass, he
could not find it.  He knew also that he could not stay perched on the
thing's back for long.

He felt the slippery touch of one of the tentacles against his back and
immediately cut a swath through the air with his sword.  The transparent
appendage gave no more resistance than the air but sliced off cleanly,
falling far to the floor.  Kamal Shadrok's horrid guest let out a shocked cry
of cosmic pain as it thrashed from side to side, hurling Konnur off and to
the floor of the pit.  Konnur landed in a heap, but quickly regained his
feet, still clutching his great sword.  The creature shambled forward to
menace him anew, filthy ichor dripping from the torn stump of its tentacle.
 It roared it's unearthly rage in a voice that could scarcely be heard by
human ears.

Trevor's shrill boyish soprano cut through the monstrous din, "Konnur, feed
the creature this!  The host of the monster, it's human captor!"  With a
strained effort, the boy hurled the writhing, protesting wizard down and
across the pit at Konnur's feet.  Smiling savagely, Konnur scooped the
helpless baggage up in his arms and crossed to the other end of the chamber,
throwing Kamal Shadrok at the base of the creature he had so long imprisoned.
 The wizard pleaded and begged in the most pitiful manner and all to no
avail.  The tortured, vengeful visitor feel upon him and soon the screaming
began.

Trevor stood by the edge and leaned over the side as Konnur gained the side
wall.  "Hurry!  Climb up!" he admonished to his adult friend and rescuer.
 Konnur began the climb, noting that he wasn't quite the scrambler that the
boy was but could manage this.  He glanced up and shouted out a sudden
warning.

Ducking to the side without hesitation, Trevor evaded a sword swipe to his
head by a snarling Linius.  "First you die and then I'll spit your barbarian
lover as he climbs!" raged the young swordsman.

Trevor ducked two more lunges before slipping on the smooth floor from the
oily slime that coated his bare feet.  Linius smiled in cruel triumph as he
swung his sword up high, just as Konnur shouted out the boy's name.  Trevor
turned in time to clutch Konnur's tossed great sword in both hands and
managed to block Linius' deathblow.  Startled, the nobleman allowed Trevor
the opportunity to regain his feet, than spat at the poor challenge that the
injured, naked boy presented.

"Pitiful lad, make it easy on yourself," spoke Linius as his sword clashed
and parried with Trevor's.  "You're weak, you're tired and that sword must be
frightfully heavy for you.  Oh certainly, it's a miracle that you can swing
it at all, and perhaps there really is more to you than meets the eye and I
should never have brought you here.  Still, I don't think you can swing it
for very long."

"Long enough to cause your death!" shouted Trevor as he burst into his
attack.  But it was true that he was used to a lighter weapon and was much
more of a fencer himself than was possible with such a blade.  His feints
were predictable and his true attacks easily parried.  Linius began to smile
and enjoy himself, reveling at the boy's desperate tactics and obvious
helplessness.

"Give it up lad, and I'll be quick.  Reasonably quick.  You do deserve some
suffering you know.  I was Kamal's student for years and his glory would have
been mine as well.  I did not love him but I served him for what he could
offer me.  When I was your age he began to teach me...so many, many things!"
 Linius toyed with the boy, offering openings and then denying them, laughing
then snarling as he focused all his attention and anger on Trevor.  He noted
the obvious pain in the boy's ankle and took advantage of it as the lad tried
so much to ignore it.  "I think I should like to teach you as I was taught.
 Show you what I endured for years in the hopes of  a now doomed power.
 You'll scream and writhe but you'll have no false visions of a bright future
yourself.  For when I finally do tire of your whimperings I'll throw you to
our friend down there, but by then you'll have begged for death."

"That's a grim destiny you have in mind for me," spoke Trevor almost
cheerfully as their blades continued to clash.  "I suppose my only hope is to
have you die before me!"

Linius laughed and rolled his eyes, pausing in his attack to mock the boy one
more time, "Oh please get it through your head.  You can't win, child, you
can't kill me!"

"I never said I had to kill you Linius, but just to have you die before me.
 And to do that," said Trevor in a grim tone, "all I had to do was delay
you."

Realizing his mistake, Linius turned, twisting his face full into the fist of
Konnur.  The handsome, young nobleman was knocked senseless and sprawled out
over Trevor, who wasn't very appreciative of that.  The powerful northerner
reached down and hefted the dazed Linius up and over his head and then hurled
him into the pit.  He landed with an audible thud, his right leg smashed in
the fall.  Very soon he realized his predicament and joined his screams with
those of his erstwhile master.

"You couldn't have batted him that way in the first place and spared me one
last bruise?"  Trevor managed real annoyance at Konnur as he fumblingly
regained his feet.  He happily handed the great sword back to its owner and
gratefully accepted Konnur's offered hand of assistance as his ankle was now
in a state of agony.  By the time they reached the altar the visitor had
engulfed Linius as well.  The human screams were still quite evident, though
Linius, being closer to a certain age, soon reached a pitch the boy had not
thought possible.

Trevor muttered something about abominations that were an affront to all that
was natural and human.  With no need for words between them, he and Konnur
upended the brazier of burning oil and splashed it over that part of the pit
with the creature.  The visitor erupted in fire, it's screams echoing beyond
the very stars themselves.  It's sudden violent thrashing put a grisly but
mercifully quick end to Linius' suffering.  Konnur held the boy who had to
turn his young face from the awful sight.  A last tremble shook his small
fate as he again realized what he'd so miraculously escaped.

The touch and stench of the ichor coating his body made Trevor feel debased
and unclean, but there was nothing for it now.  Still, it added immeasurably
to his feelings of security the simple act of retying his skimpy loin cloth
about his waist.  The barest bit of protection, it's true, but he needed to
cling to what he could.  Also at hand was Konnur and Trevor wrapped himself
around his rescuer with sincere love and affection.  There was no boyish
protestation as the giant warrior took the little lad tenderly in his arms
and carried him up the stairway.  Grateful to be away and grateful to be
held, Trevor cuddledin quite close to the steely muscles of Konnur.  The quit
the chamber as a foul and wretched smoke billowed all about the basement,
flowing from the ever-growing flames.  Soon all that was within the pit and
upper chamber were consumed by the blazing inferno.  Naught was left but dark
and smoldering ash.

Still, there was time enough to loot the place.  Trevor did not lose himself
so completely in his position of enviable comfort that he had forgotten the
very purpose of this adventure. The gemstone which  had been the unwitting
cause of all the fuss was now worn about the lad's thin neck.  They had also
regained their personal belongings, and even obtained a considerable sack of
gold from a chest Kamal had kept in a closet.  The flame and smoke were by
now substantial enough, even to the upper levels of the tower, that further
treasure hunting was denounced by both.  Filthy and ragged, they first
partook of the simple joy of the bathhouse and then repaired to the safety
and comfort of their inn.  There they partook of a quite simple meal which
for both of them was the greatest feast of their lives.  And then there was
still their bed to enjoy.  More than before, Trevor gave his all to his
powerful and mighty lover, secure at last in the certain knowledge of their
shared love and affection.  They loved long and hard before they both gave in
to a deep and well-deserved slumber, clutched tightly against the other's
body.

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