Welcome to the Temple

When Tommen woke up, he was cold. It was dark outside, probably evening. He rolled over and blinked his eyes. Had he fallen asleep? Yes, it was evening. Oh shit, he must have been lying here for hours. It had to be at least eight o'clock. Tommen rolled over again, his muscles burning. After lighting a candle, he saw the mess in the room again, proof of what had happened just a few hours before. He sighed. Time to get something to eat. He quickly dressed, cleaned his room as best he could, and went downstairs, shivering a little from the cold outside. He found some bread, cheese and wine in one of the kitchens and ate hungrily.

Soon he was done and went to find Marcus, as he had to say goodbye for now. Tomorrow was the big day of preparation, with the ceremony taking place at midnight. Tommen found him in the library, reading the book he had just borrowed from Tommen.

"Hey, how are you?" Tommen asked, knocking lightly on the door. Marcus jumped a little, as if he had been caught. "Oh, uh, yeah. Sorry."

He quickly closed the book and shifted his weight in the chair. Tommen couldn't help but notice that Marcus looked flushed, a red blush covering his cheeks. But Tommen decided to ignore it and moved towards the table.

"You know I won't be there tomorrow, right?" Tommen sat down beside Marcus.

"Yeah, uh, yeah. I know." Marcus was clearly trying to focus on the conversation.

"Because, uh, you're going to... you know, prepare. Whatever that means!"

Marcus was staring straight ahead now. Tommen noticed that his tongue was moving quickly over his lips, trying to wet them. Tommen couldn't stand it anymore. He took a deep breath and forced a smile onto his face. "What's wrong with you?" He grinned.

Marcus blushed and smiled awkwardly. "It's just... your book. It's pretty explicit." He lowered his eyes to the table.

Tommen sat there stunned. The subject of sex or anything related to it was not something they had ever touched on. But yes, sometimes the novices would stumble upon certain books in the library that would have made them blush years ago, but over the years everyone became more and more interested. He couldn't help but look down and notice the bulge in his friend's pants. "Well... I certainly didn't know that," Tommen managed to say. Seeing his friend in such a state of arousal made him twitch. But there was nothing he could do about it now. Better go. "I'll leave you alone then... I just wanted to say goodbye for the next few days." He leaned over and touched Marcus' shoulder briefly. Their eyes met, with mixed feelings behind them. And then they both pulled away.

"I wish you luck for tomorrow!" Marcus whispered. "Have fun, I'm sure the ceremony will be amazing." He nodded. Tommen was about to leave when Marcus blurted out: "Thanks for letting me borrow the book!"

Tommen laughed. "Sure thing! Have fun!"

As soon as Tommen left the library, he felt how tired he still was. He had a long day ahead of him, with bathing, medical care, and what not. He reached his room where the small bed was waiting for him. Tommen lay down on the mattress, not without groaning when the Kaltheer moved inside him a little. He climbed under the covers and put a pillow under his neck for comfort. Tomorrow would be busy indeed. Sleep quickly took him away.

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Tommen woke up bright and early, enjoying the morning sun on his face. His throat was dry and cracked from sleeping on a lumpy bed. He groaned. He opened his eyes, blinking his blurry vision to focus on the ceiling above him.

A heavy knock on his door disturbed the peace.

"We'll be back for you in an hour, novice!" a voice shouted. "You must be prepared, for you will not return to this room. Understand?"

"Yes!" Tommen replied weakly. "Alright! See you soon!" Tommen heard footsteps walking away. After wiping the sleep from his eyes, he sat up.

Suddenly he realized that he had a big problem. He still had to take the next Kaltheer, and after yesterday's experience, it wouldn't fit easily. In fact, he already felt so stretched and full. Tommen reached down between his ass cheeks and played with the base of the object while his other hand gripped his cock. He let out a small moan when he felt how sticky it was from the pre-cum that had leaked out of his body overnight. What to do? He knew that he had to change the Kaltheer immediately, as the hour would probably pass too quickly. Following his instincts, he grabbed the wooden box and took out the last Kaltheer. It was heavy in his hands, its shape longer and more shaft-like than the others. The sight only turned Tommen on more, so he reached for the bottle of thick liquid and poured several drops onto the tip of the Kaltheer. His left hand played with the tip of his own hard cock, spreading the pre-cum around and making him shiver with excitement. He looked at the Kaltheer again and suddenly his excitement took over as he began to lick the drops of liquid from the tip. He slowly pushed the tip of the Kaltheer further into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. As he tasted the salty, thick mixture of the liquid in his mouth, he gave a shudder and opened his mouth wide, sucking harder.

Tommen swallowed the wet wood, feeling extremely slutty and excited. The hand that had been playing with his cock moved further down, playing with the object stuck in his hole, trying to slowly push it in and out. Tommen closed his eyes and moaned loudly. He was getting so hot. The anticipation was building and he knew he was only minutes away from coming. His hand slowly removed the Kaltheer from his ass, the feel of it going back through his entrance making him tremble. A large drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his cock, slowly dripping down. Tommen gave the object in his mouth a final lick, then quickly poured fresh lube over it and brought it down to his quivering hole. Feeling oh so excited, he placed the wooden tip on his asshole and pushed, trying to ease it in gently. His thighs trembled with the effort, so much stimulation and desire all at once. He waited a few seconds, then gasped. As the Kaltheer disappeared further into his entrance, he grabbed the edge of the mattress and cried out loudly. His balls contracted painfully and every muscle in his body shook. His hole had been invaded and he gasped for air, causing the wooden object to slide out a bit. A second push with his fingers caused the same reaction. Again and again. Finally, when the large Kaltheer was completely inside, he could no longer hold it in. Tommen moaned in ecstasy, so overwhelmed by his own sensations that he barely registered anything else.

"Holy fuck!" He felt the Kaltheer tremble on his prostate, each contraction of his muscles increasing the pressure. He dared not touch his swollen penis, for the slightest stimulation would cause him to erupt. Instead, he focused on the sensations coming from his ass, each of his moans vibrating through his entire body. He held his legs in the air, spread wide to give the wood more access to his hole. His heart was pounding and his breathing was fast and ragged.

An intense pleasure ran through his body. He could feel the thick wood rubbing against his walls, squeezing every inch of him. He reached down again, grasped the Kaltheer with his fingers and slowly began to move the wood in and out of his ass, getting used to the sensation. Tommen groaned, no longer caring about the passing hour. His cock was on fire, the thought of being fucked was driving him crazy. How was that possible? A virgin. No, a poor innocent youth. Never had sex before. Never touched another man's cock. That. Was crazy. Why was he doing this? And why had he ever agreed to be a part of this? He had no idea. But he loved every moment of it. Tommen could not stop thinking about sex. He couldn't stop fantasizing. About being used in a way that made him melt. Of being owned, taken, dominated. He longed for a real cock now, for seed to fill him. All these thoughts ran through his mind and Tommen found it hard to keep his eyes open. So many thoughts, so many things he had never imagined he would want to experience. But he could not control himself, he just went deeper and deeper into a lustful trance.

His hands moved automatically, pushing the Kaltheer deeper into him. He groaned heavily, his eyes closed tightly.

Therefore, he didn't notice when the door suddenly opened and two priests entered the room. They wore ceremonial robes and beautiful blue masks over their faces. Out of nowhere, his naked body was lifted from the bed and carried out of his room. It felt like the greatest dream ever. His head was spinning, he was filled with euphoria, his skin was red and tingling with pleasure. This was too much. He couldn't believe it. Still naked as he was born, he was carried downstairs, whimpering and moaning softly, begging for release. As they crossed the temple courtyard and approached the bathhouse, Tommen realized what a sight he must be. The thought made him very uncomfortable, causing his erection and arousal to vanish in an instant. Tears welled up in his eyes, quickly accompanied by panic. What would happen to him now?

They stopped in front of the large black fountain in front of a building that Tommen was not usually allowed to enter. Two younger men, dressed in robes like the two priests who had just escorted him - or rather carried him - came out. Their faces were also hidden behind masks, so he couldn't see their expressions. Soon they reached the well, one on each side, watching the naked Tommen. His captors set him down and forced him to kneel between them.

"Young Tommen," one of them said quietly. "The rites will begin tonight. We have seen that you are ready, so we can continue with your preparations." They both nodded in agreement. Tommen felt incredibly uncomfortable. "Please follow us to the bathhouse, where your cleansing will begin shortly.

"Y-yes," Tommen mumbled, stumbling forward. They walked up some stairs, leaving his captors behind. There was a short hallway that ended in a wooden door that was unlocked and open. The priest behind him pushed him inside and closed the door. Tommen looked around.

The place seemed rather empty. A warm steam filled the entire room, making everything glow softly. Blue mosaic covered the floor, interwoven with white marble veins. There were more rooms to the left and right, hidden in the shadows. Since this part of the temple had always been forbidden, Tommen had never been here before. In the center of the room was a large pool, and at the far end was a small fountain that produced hot water that splashed into the steaming pool. The faint smell of incense rose in the air, accompanied by the sound of splashing water.

"Come," commanded the young priest who had greeted Tommen earlier. "Do not be afraid, young Tommen. Now is the time to relax." Tommen blushed, then stepped closer to the pool.

"We know it's hard for you to control yourself right now. So much excitement inside you, so much arousal..." Tommen's blush deepened and he began to breathe more heavily. "...it takes great willpower to resist temptation, to control yourself. Our job today is to make sure you don't fail, that your inner beast doesn't break free and ruin everything."

"R-right," Tommen mumbled nervously, staring at the ground. He stood in front of the pool, not knowing where to look. Should he make eye contact with the men? "We're going to cover your eyes with this black cloth so you won't be distracted for the next few hours." The other priest's voice was deep, but very soft. He approached Tommen and a few moments later Tommen felt cold cloth being pulled over his head. Everything went black, but he could still hear them. "Now get into the pool, young Tommen. We need to wash you thoroughly." The priests stepped aside and let Tommen step into the shallow part of the water. He immediately let out a sigh as he felt the hot liquid hit his cold feet. He gave in and slowly submerged his entire body. The warmth of the water penetrated every inch of his skin, instantly relaxing him. When he felt the warm water covering his genitals, he relaxed and sat down until the water splashed against his neck.

"Very good," the priest said, "now just relax, there is nothing to worry about." Tommen felt the priest's hands slowly caressing his back, massaging his shoulders. It was something he had never experienced before. To be touched like that, by a stranger. Slowly, his back began to relax, his breathing becoming calmer. "Good boy." Tommen sighed again, melting into the water, completely unaware of the other things going on around him. His senses began to fade, replaced by nothing but warmth and peace. He heard water splashing beside him, suddenly new hands caressing him. Had they just joined him in the water? Tommen wished he could see, but the cloth around his eyes was thick and black. So he reached out into the darkness and gasped in disbelief as his hands brushed over another man's naked body.

"Is this the first time you feel another body?" Tommen can't answer. He quickly removed his hand, his entire body covered in goosebumps. His nipples had hardened from the effect of the water. And... from the presence of someone else close to him. This person was naked. Not one, but two men caressing him, massaging his back and arms. His penis began to rise in an instant. Tommen swallowed hard, his face flushed.

"Calm down," the voice to his left whispered. He felt soap being applied to his shoulders, then massaged into his skin. The other priest began to wash his hair, carefully running streams of water over him, then massaging his scalp. Tommen enjoyed the sensations, feeling his arousal spread through his body from head to toe. It took all his strength not to reach out with his hand again. But when he accidentally did, his palm slid along the bare stomach of one of the priests, briefly brushing over a hard manhood. "S... Sorry..." he stammered.

He began to tremble and suddenly remembered the big Kaltheer in his butt. "I can feel your excitement, Tommen," the voice to his left whispered. "It's okay, but don't get too excited." The young priest behind him began to pick him up and push him into a shallower part of the pool. "We're going to have to clean your lower regions now. This will be difficult for you, we understand. Please let us know when you need a break." Tommen nodded, swallowing. He leaned his head back and listened to the water splashing around him. The wet fingers of one of the priests stroked lightly over his pelvis, spreading soap and making him moan in anticipation. When he felt the fingers reach his cock, Tommen closed his mouth and moaned loudly. His balls ached.

"Relax," the priest whispered. "You can trust us." He pulled back the foreskin and gently rubbed soap onto his member, stroking the shaft.

Tommen's back arched, the sudden sensations causing him to moan. "Fu...uuu...uuuuuck...oh, God...ohh". The fingers caressed his swollen head, and Tommen couldn't help but reach out with his hands, looking for support. He grabbed the naked arm of one of the priests, clenching it and pulling him close. The hand on his cock moved lower, thank God, and brushed over his heavy balls, covering them in soap. "I... I need a break!" Tommen whimpered desperately. The hand slipped away, leaving him kneeling in the shallow water, leaning on the shoulder of one of the priests.

"Awe..." One of the priests said, "He's a horny one, isn't he?" His words made Tommen blush and bow his head. The other priest chuckled. "You are doing very well, young Tommen. We only have your ass to clean - so relax, take all the time you need."

Tommen sighed and sat down in the warm water. The cloth over his eyes began to itch. Slowly his breathing became more natural. His cock, however, was still rock hard, the tip splashing on the surface of the water, the cold air brushing over his slit. The priest turned his attention back to him. "There are three more steps ahead of you. We will stop at each step and ask if you wish to rest or continue." Tommen bowed his head in acknowledgement and tried to concentrate. Images flashed through his mind: everything leading up to his last night as a novice. "We need to remove the Kaltheer from you. Then we will cleanse you completely. Did you eat a lot last night?" Tommen shook his head. "Perfect. Then we have to put the Kaltheer back in. Those are the rules."

Tommen nodded, knowing this was going to take longer than they expected. His whole body tingled at the mere thought of them removing the thick phallus, but for the moment the building orgasm was fading. He sat in the warm water for another minute, then whispered, "All right. Let's continue."

Both priests placed their hands on his hips and lifted him up, turning him around so that he was on all fours. Then he felt a hand caressing his buttocks, running down his crack, followed by warm water splashing against his bottom. For a moment he tried to close his legs, but the men held his buttocks tightly, forcing him to stay wide open. The hand reached for the Kaltheer that lay deep inside him, making him whimper. The hand grabbed the base, then he felt it slowly leave him, stretching his hole wide, brushing over his sensitive rim. His hole was now wide open, exposed to the priests' hands. Tommen had never felt more vulnerable. Because of his blinded eyes, he could only imagine what he must look like kneeling in a pool with his ass exposed between those two young priests. The thought made him moan, reminding him of his dirty thoughts this morning, when he had longed for something else to enter him. His knees were shaking, his back was tense.

The priests began rubbing soap into his crack, carefully avoiding his hole for the time being. His hips bucked back and forth, searching for the touch he craved. Suddenly he felt something small enter his hole and fill him with water. Then, finally, a soapy finger brushed over his hole, working its way into him. It didn't hurt, in fact it felt nice as it moved along the edge of his hole. As the finger continued to move, Tommen cried out, the intense pleasure making his cock jump, his balls swelling under the pressure.

Then the finger was gone, and he felt water splash over his ass, removing the soap. "Good boy," the priest to his right praised. "We're almost done here."

Tommen gasped as he felt the huge Kaltheer enter his hole again, his hips jerking up slightly. His eyes rolled back as he enjoyed the sensation. The cold wood pushed deeper and deeper into his insides, stretching his asshole wider and wider. Tommen shuddered. Then the Kaltheer was fully seated. Tommen's heart skipped a beat, "Uhhh," he whimpered softly, but he knew the feeling already and was slowly getting used to it.

"You are clean now!" the priest touched his shoulder, Tommen heard how proud he was. "The next step will be to shave you, but for that we will leave the pool." With that, he and the other priest stepped back, leaving him alone. Tommen had a minute to himself, trying to process what was happening around him. He desperately wanted to release his seed. His cock was probably all swollen and red, pulsating and begging for release. At least that's how it felt. The water flowed freely around him, cooling his overheated skin. He stayed still and breathed deeply. "I'm going to make it..." he thought to himself. Tommen could hardly believe that he had gone this far without ejaculating.

The priests returned and showed him the way out of the pool. Tommen took small steps, his hands searching for support in the darkness around him. Soon they reached a bench and had Tommen lie on it, face up. "You need to stay still for the next hour or so," one of the priests said, "we are going to remove every single hair from your body. But not your head, don't worry!" He laughed. Tommen's mind went blank. He began repeating prayers in his head, trying to distract himself. They started on his legs, the sharp knife scraping over his skin, the hair falling down tickling him. Slowly they worked their way up, past his groin and around his stomach. Soon the sharp knife was removing his pubic hair, gently touching his testicles, making everything smooth to the touch. "Please raise your knees to your head, Tommen." He did as instructed and they quickly removed every last hair from his crack, carefully avoiding touching the Kaltheer. When he was completely smooth underneath, they moved on to his arms, removing the few individual hairs that were scattered across his chest and nipples. Tommen was completely calm now, almost dozing off. As a last step, the priest shaved the stubble from his chin, then he was all smooth and done. "You look great, handsome," one of the priests complimented him. "We are now going to apply some special oil, herbs and holy liquid to your skin so that it relaxes and becomes smooth to the touch." Soon the room began to smell of various spices, cinnamon, delicious and lustful aromas.