EyePatch

The sobs of Eve slowly faded away into the forest. And Will now stood, alone with a Goblin. Facing him, sword raised defensively, the cut on his calf dripping blood slowly onto the forest floor.

He wanted to run, scream and yell. To summon the entire village, to save Eve, to do... something. But he knew it was too risky, Eyepatch was standing only a few steps from him a serious expression on his face, with a small sharp blade, glinting in the moonlight.

"You're young kid" it sneered, "You should be at home, isn't it past your bedtime?"

"S-shut up." Will responded, wishing he had some clever retort.

"When you hit me, your sword should have cut me deeply. It's blunt. Good thing it is too, or I would have had you killed out of anger." The Goblin continued, gazing at Wills sword.

"Why are you taking her!" Will demanded, trying to ignore the goblins taunts and look intimidating.

"It doesn't concern you boy." Eyepatches chided, "But if you must know, she will not be harmed - not significantly anyhow. As long as the girls father pays up." he professed.

"I'll free her! I'll find you and I'll save her!" Will exclaimed, though he shivered at the chilling breeze.

"Bravely will get you far in this world boy - but cunning will get you further, and protect you from harm. Running out here in no cloth will certainly get you hurt." The Goblin hissed, but Will didn't need to listen to this, he wasn't a boy, he was a man!

"You can leave now. My companions have gotten far enough away, you will not find us again. Stay out of trouble and you may live a long life boy!" Eyepatch said, scampering away into the bushes.

Will thought about following him, but Goblins were notoriously quick, he was hurt, and he was beginning to truly shiver - the adrenaline in his blood fading away, and now he was just sore and cold.

After picking up his scabbard, and sheathing his sword, he stomped slowly home, head muddled, thoughts whizzing back and forth. 'Who was the man she was with earlier? Why did the Goblins kidnap her? What did the mayor have to do with it? Did they kidnap her to get a ransom? Why did that Goblin start giving me strange advice?'

By the time he'd found his way back home he was resolute on only two facts. He needed to sharpen his sword, and he would save Eve from the Goblins.

He didn't see the point in warning the rest of the town, they likely knew already and he didn't feel in any state to run around the village shouting. Besides, no search could be begun until daybreak anyway.

He opened the door to his home and basked in the warmth of the house. Even with the fire almost completely gone now, the house would stay warm until the morning.

Will lit a candle and made his way into the bathroom, laying his sword gently on the ground. He lit the bathfire and ran a tub of water. Soon it would be warm and pleasant, and he could wash his wound. Who knows what diseases a Goblin spear may carry. Will stripped off his underwear. Staring down at his cock, he was unsure of how to feel.

When it is erect, it reaches about 6 inches, which ones of Wills friends once told him was average, but he wasn't sure. He'd not seen many other penises in his life, and his mother had once told him that 12 inches was the average, but he's pretty sure she was joking...

He had had pubic hair for at least 6 years, but it had only really thickened into the dark brown bush that is was now in the last couple years. His balls hung below his shaft, his left testicle being a little lower than the right. He had shaved off all his pubic hair once before, but had cut himself in the process and had been too scared to do so again.

_'It should be warm enough now' _Will thought, as he watched steam begin to rise from the tub. He stepped gingerly into the water, feeling it soothe him immediately. It stung a little as his cut went below the waterline, and his blood began to diffuse into the water. He lowered himself in, thighs, then butt, midsection, and chest, until only his shoulders and head were still dry, his arms hanging over the sides of the tub.

Despite his best efforts, his thoughts kept drifting back to what he saw behind the house earlier. How Eve was sucking on that mans cock, the blissful expression on his face, how she massaged his balls, the slick, wet sounds of him slamming his dick deep down her throat. And then later, her large, bouncing breasts, nipples hard from the cold air as she was dragged away.

Wills penis had grown hard, and its head peeked up above the water taunting him. He tried to think of other things, tried doing his seven times tables backwards as usually helped, but he couldn't seem to rid himself of his lustful urge.

He caved, and pulled himself from the water in a rush of noise and movement, breaking the peace of the bath.

He perched himself on the edge of the tub, water dripping off him onto the floor. But he didn't care about that right now. He reached out and wrapped his hand around his shaft, feeling how hard it was. He rubbed his hand up and down a little, shivering not just at the cool air on his skin, but also the rush of pleasure from his nether regions. He brought down his other hand, cradling and massaging his balls. He closed his eyes, imagining Eve's warm, luscious lips wrapped tightly around his cock, instead of his hand. He pumped his hand faster, precum already beginning to leak from his tip, he imagined it was Eve's hand massaging his balls like she had done to that man. He pumped his hand even faster now, bringing himself to the edge, his cock pulsing erratically with the constant attention. Suddenly, he's imagining Ambers lips wrapped around his cock, Ambers hand massaging his balls, Ambers beautiful eyes staring up at him - this thought pushes him over the edge, and he explodes, ropes of cum arcing into the air, and then down, landing in the bath with a 'splat!'.

Will takes a few seconds, revelling in the intense rush and sudden sensitivity of his penis. Eventually, he opened his eyes and leaning down, splashed his hand in the water - washing off the cum dripping from it. He stared down at the semen floating, semi-suspended in the bath.

"Hmm, well I guess I won't be using this water again" he says to himself, pulling his legs out of the bath and reaching for a towel to dry off. At this point a feeling of shame washed over him.

"Did I seriously just jerk off to the idea of my friend? That I've known since we were tiny - how would she feel if she knew you did this? And not just that - but also to the mayors daughter! Who's been kidnapped!" He snapped at himself.

Feeling a little miserable about himself, he strolled out of the bathroom to his bedroom, and crawled into bed, neglecting even to dress in underwear. Exhausted, still in a little pain, and conflicted, he drifted off into an uneasy sleep...