The Life and Times of a BootyBay Courtesan

Disclaimer: Warning this story contains explicit sexual scenes and depictions of a Draenei herm and a dwarf and seperately an under aged boy (16) with a middle aged male human, if any of these things offends, disgusts or otherwise upsets you in anyway, please hit back page...otherwise you have been warned.
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The character concepts personalities etc of Yaximov, Edward, Alfred, Shiza bear no real life equivalents, any similarities between them and real people are complete coincidence.


Part 3

Capital Gains


Edward left the house by one thirty, his body having recovered somewhat from the reaming he’d given himself not too long ago. His legs had been left wobbly from the activity in the tub so needless to say walking was something of a tricky feat for him at this point and time. All the same, he wanted to finally get out and see Stormwind as it was now having not had much time to see it the past few days. He’d been far too busy in bed with a certain dwarf; needless to say they’d not been distant from the bed that whole time.
He’d dressed for the usual day to day; for most men of Stormwind it was your typical shirt and pants though some of different class or position dressed differently...he remembered his family caretaker Alfie, as he knew him, had never been without his full tux. The lad smiled, remember Alfie more vividly now, the man for his butler esk position had been of large build and very tall...even as a small lad Edward knew the man was taller than average at around a scary seven feet. The man had always kept his blackish brown hair and pony tail neat and trim along with those side burns he’d had. The man had been there when his parents were on business or attending meetings, his mother having been very involved in his fathers’ business.

Edward wondered whatever became of Alfie, whose full name had actually been Alfred Nockinton. It was a good question what had happened to the business...the house and the staff there in as Edward had never returned to Stormwind prior to this after his parents deaths. It was possible his parents business had gone to the second in command. It was possible the house and the business had been sold off.

In his wonderings and wanderings he explored the city, enjoying the sights that had changed, stayed the same or even were unseen prior. He’d of course been not allowed to go very far on his own during his childhood. Before he knew it he’d soon found himself in the Mage quarter, he didn’t know Yax had come there for a meeting, not that it mattered, Yax was a too the point man and business deals were short. Four Bell tolls almost literally announced the lads arrival in this ritzy arcane section of town.

Edward smiled as he stepped off the round stone roads that made up the streets of Stormwind, and onto soft grass, something he could feel despite the shoes he wore, new from the day he’d arrived...a gift from Yax. The young lad remembered this quarter, it had been his home for ten years and even if the house weren’t there anymore, he still wanted to see the place and so he set off, moving through the winding passages and lush greenery that made up the quarter.

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An hour earlier at the blue recluse, two figures that stood out had come to the final stages of their meeting.

“Tventy” spoke smooth yet accented voice only to be immediately shot down by a gruff equally accented voice.

“Eighteh” replied the gruff voice of Yax to the client at hand. The client being Shizarle Ma’zinal, a high priest of a relatively new sect that had begun to function out of a Tempest keep esk citadel of a city/magic and priest academy that resided in Northrend.

“Still to high...vorty” replied Shizarle as his face got closer to the dwarfs.

“Och, An I keep tellin yeh Northrend be very, very hard to ship too, I’ll go no lowa then 50, my final offer” the dwarf replied, getting closer himself to the draenei’s face, a fine face it was. Pale white with the cheek ridge lines some of their kind got on the sides of their face.

Some of those around might of been shocked to see the dwarfs arm come up, expecting a brawl, more still were surprised at what came next as the arm curled around the draeneis head and pulled the priest in for a kiss. Only Yax, Shizarle and the cafe staff were unsurprised. Shizarle wore the colours of a high priest to the tantric order of the Sha’tar, a relatively new order started only a couple decades back that believed in the spirituality of more sensual and sexual behaviours.

It was no surprise for Shizarle nor for Yax as this, among other things, was custom to deals made with tantric priests. And so the kiss continued for a moment, the two’s tongues sliding about each others, suckling at the recipients. Soon the kiss broke off as the stocky dwarf pulled away to eye the priest.

Shizarle had all the height of a male draenei, the usual horns, the usual legs but his physic was less built then some of the males he’d seen. It happened, some were big, some were not and as a priest Shizarle didn’t quite need to be strong to be powerful.

Yax loved business deals with this church, he’d met Shizarle before and found the man quite handsome, despite a lack of a beard, he had a single tendril on the middle of his chin, four ish locks of black haired moustache that pointed down from the sides of his mouth and a black pony tail that seemed oddly rigid each time he saw it.
“Vifty is and so we shall have an accord?” he said with a grin, having taken up such lingo from the ethereal.

Yax nodded as he slowly shoved his chair back, “To the rooms then?” he asked, having a hankering for the next bit of tantric tradition, his lad having gotten his body into overdrive for that sort of thing.

The priest nodded and grinned, leading the way, onlookers stairing on in shock as Yax followed close behind, already getting grabby as they moved up the stairs to a specially prepaired room with silencing shields and spells.

The dwarf nearly tore the robes from Shizarle as they stepped in, the door slamming behind them. He tossed the robes the floor, shoving Shizarle upon the bed. The priest wore no underwear which suited Yaximov fine as he shirked his belt, his clothing seemingly flying off him as his own sizeable member flopped out, semi hard and rising as it stiffened like steel at the sight of the naked Draenei.

The priest rolled over, hir tail flopping to the floor, hir legs spread wide and hanging over the beds edge as shi smirked at the dwarf. ‘This’ was why shi always came to this company despite more competitive prices at other companies to ship goods to Whitestrike. Shi raised a hand and beckoned the dwarf too hir though Yax needed no prompting.

The dwarf stood infront of his admiring the handsome draenei’s face, horns, torso, hips right down to the tail but of course focusing in between the legs. Shizarle was a unique one in that shi had been born with both genitalia despite having an outwardly male form. Such things happened for draenei, uncommon but they happened.

This was the only time Yax truly enjoyed this sort of thing, female genitalia, his wife had never really truly satisfied him not that he’d ever been able to do that for hir. But shizarle, in all his masculinity, had a cunny and that was just too good to pass up. The stout and hairy dwarf grinned, hopping up atop Shizarle, his length sinking fast into the priests depths a groan escaping the dwarf as his over sensitive member slid into those tight depths; the peep show of Edward having stayed with him all through the afternoon to make him officially randy.

Shizarle for hir part, groaned in pleasure as shi felt the iron stiff member slide deep inside hir, quickly butting heads with hir second entrance, hir cervix. Shi squirmed at the feel of the length parting hir, filling hir. Shi gripped the sheets beneath hir, grunting as shi was bread by the dwarf. Shi opened hir mouth to speak, a groan escaping hir momentarily. “A-anyplans of becoming a father in future?” shi asked with a groan, shi asked that every time they were together for some reason, part of their beliefs the dwarf guessed.

Yax nodded as he thrust against the cervical entrance, the tight entrance budging only slightly as pre began to ooze from the sizeable member, coupled with the sweet cunny cum that the elder priest began oozing from hir delight, the whole thing was self lubricated. “Yes, lots of em...” he threw himself into a thrust as his length pierced the priests depths with a shouting groan from him as he pressed flush against the draenei’s depths. “NNgghh....perhaps even put one in your belly” he said half jokingly with a groan.

The priest grinned and groaned in reply, hir eyes wincing at the spreading of that tight muscle deep inside, hir depths shuddering around the invader. Hir cunny had quickly begun to ooze its sweet nectar copiously for the invading shaft, the slippery fluid oozing out along the length and its twin balls. Sex with the dwarf was always very fast, yet very pleasing, something that made representation with this company among others a coveted position among the higher ups at hir church.

Yax continued to move, his hips gyrating back and forth into the tight draenei’s depths, his shaft pulsing within the priest as he moved. He’d already been riled up before getting his clothes off but now, he was already closing in, his breathing becoming a harsh pant with every thrust into the priest, pre squirting in small amounts from the tip of his shaft into the deep, deep depths of the priest.

The larger figure of the priest wriggled beneath the heavy stocky frame of the dwarf, hir cunny oozing more and more of its nectar with each thrust. Shi too grew close, it was all so fast but again so pleasing as shi moaned deeply, the warmth of hir lovers pre filling hir.

They both began a sort of rhythm of groans and moans, Yax would thrust, groaning in the process to be followed immediately by Shizarle as they rocked back and forth in a sexual dance. Both were oozing from their prospective organ with each passing moment as their delight rose and rose.

The dwarf was the first to go, “Aaaahhh!!!!” he cried savagely, his balls pulling tight as he buried himself into shizarles depths, waves of pleasure corsing through him as his shaft throbbed, thick seed firing out hard into the draenei.

Shizarle followed soon after with a cry of pleasure, hir depths flowing with hir sweet nectar, hir belly growing hot with the fill of seed shi was given in that instant, hir body shuddering beneath the small yet powerful male body atop hir.

They both rocked against eachother far harder as they came, Yax into Shizarle, Shiz ‘onto’ Yaximov. Their breathing but sharp pants and groans that continued for an almost impossible amount of time until finally just as soon as it had begun, it was over.

Yaximov panted, laying atop the priest as he pulled out with a groan, a stream of pre splattering against the otherwise messy area between the priests legs. “Ooooo...ye don’t know how much ah needed that friend...” he said with a pant.

“Trust me...I always know...” the priest said with a groan, rubbing hir belly while grinning at the dwarf. Afterglow could wait... and tradition said nothing of what came after they came; another part of hir needed release, right, now. Shi gripped the dwarf harshly causing Yaximov to let off an uncharacteristic squeek as shi intended to use the remaining time until the others shi’d been in town with, came back for that dwarven back side.

It was good the room was shielded against escaping sounds because Yaximov would be leaving with a limp.

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A little over a half hour later Yaximov found himself back out in the open air, his rump sore with the pain that only sexual intercourse with a well endowed draenei could bring. His legs refused to work right with the feeling so he found himself in very much a similar fashion Edward had a few hours earlier, not that he’d know.

He groaned at the feel of semen oozing out of him, a feeling he, as a top, wasn’t quite used to. Perhaps he’d do it again in future...but next time with a little preparation. He had enjoyed it after the first few minutes of the thick length plunging in.

Yaximov grinned, drooling slightly even post coitus at the thoughts, his body still moving in whatever direction until his reverey was broken by a familiar sight. It was Edward, standing outside of a rather sizeable estate, speaking with a man. He almost called out to the lad but then the lad and the man he was with turned and went into the estate, causing the dwarf to raise his brow. “Doing business in the city? Naughty lad...” he said with a grin, “I taught you well” he finished with a tone of nostalgia before better hiding himself for the show.

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Five minutes ago Edward had found himself outfront his old family home. It had been a somewhat lavish estate, granted it only had so many rooms, his room, his parents room, a sitting room, a dinning room, a kitchen, a study a games room....now that he thought of it, it actually did have a lot of rooms....of course it only had one guest room.

“Young Edward! Is that you?” came a familiar husky voice. Edward turned literally on a dime to face its origin, a man who he’d know quite well as a child...though six years and probably a little stress had aged him slightly. It was Alfie, though his trademark beard and hair were now the colour scheme of salt and pepper, he still wore his sharp tux though.

“Alfie!?” he said with surprise, running up and hugging the man whose arms were held up momentarily before wrapping around the lad. “Oh by the light, I missed you Alfie...I’d wondered what happened to you after my parents died...” he said as he buried his cheek into the clothed torso, able to feel the mans bulk of muscle probably brought on by an active life style when not working.

“There there m’boi...I’m so surprised....I thought you dead as your dear parents...” spoke the surprised man as he released the boy from the hug. Smiling at the lad, lines appearing at the corner of his lips and along his cheeks, the sight of a man in his late fourty’s...or mid fifties...the lad had never quite been told.

Edward took in the mans’ visage slowly as it all came back to him, causing him to pause as he came to a very decisive conclusion based on childhood memory and advanced sexual knowledge of male physic. Alfie had the physic of a bull...well a tauren...in so many ways...well it was only in the bulk columb, he was a dense man muscle wise, he otherwise stood and was shaped as any human would be.

“Is something wrong young sir?” Alfie asked, Edward having apparently been silent for a moment, the lad shook his head.

“I’m fine it’s just...I’m surprised to see you...I’d have thought the house would have been sold off, all assets gone and what have you...” Alfie shook his head to all of this, Edward knew how to do basic business but estate procedures were never something he’d learned.

“You didn’t think your parents left you with nothing...even I got a considerable lump sum...as well I’m still paid by the interest of your fathers’ estate to keep the house orderly, which is why I’m here today, I was running a bit late.” The hulk of a man servent shrugged and gave a sheepish smile.

“But what peaks my curiosity young master is...well...that can wait...would you like tea? I’m sure you’ve been eager to see the house...it has been a while hasn’t it?” he asked, receiving a nod from the lad as he turned to the houses door, pulling out a ring of keys and unlocking the door. He beckoned the lad in first.

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Edward was lead upto what was his old room, it had always had a small round table there with two chairs, obviously meant for hosting friends though Edward, prior to his tenth year of life had never been very sociable.

Ed was soon joined by Alfie who carried a familiar platter with an equally familiar tea set. Ed always remembered how with Alfred being as big as he was, his hands proportionate to that seemingly dwarfed the platter itself and probably could have crushed a small child.

“I remember how the young master took his tea don’t worry” the large man said with a wide smile at Ed.

“Tell me Alfred, how have you been?” he asked as he was handed a fine china cup filled with the milky sweetened spiced tea he’d drank as a child, he wouldn’t have it any other way as a boy.

“Oh...peaceful...the last six years have been calm...though sadly sorrowful without the master and his wife to brighten our days...I still visit the others...of course we all found work, there’s no shortage of positions to be filled...but your parents were always so charismatic...and you...why we found hide nor hair of you...while I’m sure you were always there...the courts would not answer questions...their attentions diverted elsewhere.” The hulk of a man heaved a heavy sight,

Edward smiled softly, sipping his at the contents of the cup, “I was there...booty bay can be...difficult to find things in...I guess I just sort of dropped off the radar for a time...not that I was hard to find the last six years...especially in how I got by...” the lad said, scratching the back of his head.

The hulk of a man raised his bushy brow, “And how did the young master get by, the thought of you begging for food darkens even the sunniest of my days...especially since I am your god father...your father trusted no other man oddly enough” he said, seeming like he was half way between sorrow at the thought and blushing at the honour of being deemed so trustworthy by his former master.
“You need not make it seem like it would be some great tragedy, I’m not royalty, I mean I was...wait...’what!?’” he said with start, his arm knocking pot of tea
over, the majority of its contents splashing into Alfreds lap.

“Aaaah!” the hulk of a man stood up with a start, hesitating to pull his pants off infront of the boy.

Edward having lived too long outside of such social pretence rolled his eyes despite his surprise, “sorry, sorry” he repeated as he went about undoing the fastenings of the man servants tux pants, yanking them down and tossing them to the side.

Edward blinked momentarily as he stared now between the legs of this hulking man. Although he could be sure that the thick leather underwear the man wore had kept out the scalding water, he now had seen probably the only thing about the man that he’d admit was improper, the leather being kind of riske but there for a good cause.

The lads hand came up to hand the pouch, examining at how it literally bulged nearly at the seams. His hand squeezed at the package, exciting a gasp from its owner,

“Young master...t-this is very unbecoming...” spoke Alfred, breaking the lads trance.

“Oh...I apologize...I’ve just...never seen one so big...your wife must be very happy...or very sore” Edward joked, the bull of a man blushed, Ed’s hand came away from the sizeable package, allowing the butler his personal comfort...for now, the lad guessed at this time that the leather was likely to reduce appearance of his pride...or his shame, Ed couldn’t really guess.

“You make it sound like you’ve seen many others...aheh...simple wording?” the somewhat shy bull of a man asked, his cheeks red.

Edward thought for a moment, shaking his head, “No Alfred...it really isn’t...I said I wasn’t royalty and for the last six years it has been pretty much a majority of what I’ve seen for sake of living.”

Alfred blushed furiously, “Y-young master...seriously...you mean to say that you...with...men....like me? For money?” he wasn’t angry, more at a loss for words, an expression on his face that was akin to an epiphany of the world having gone terribly wrong.

“No, a man like you, with a thing like this-“ he said, emphasizing the statement by giving Alfred’s package a healthy tight sqeeze through the leather binding underwear getting a jump from the owner. “Yes a man like you with one of those...if he asked nicely...might get it for free for the whole night...but otherwise yes...a gold per hour plus extra for the unusual requests”

The bull of a man gave the lad a look of shear surprise as Ed finished the statement saying, “Yes Alfred...if you asked me, why I’d let you have me the entire night...” and stepped closer to the bull of a man.

Alfred blushed, stepping back himself and falling into the chair he’d been using prior to the spill. Surprisingly the chair didn’t break beneath his sudden impact. This wasn’t happening, the young master was coming onto him.

Edward grinned, his hands unfastening his own shirt and letting it slip from his shoulders as his hands gently shoved down his own pants. His slender body was nearly unclothed saved for one article as he kicked off his shoes, his underwear or should they be called a thong...likely worn for situations such as this.

The butler blushed and covered his eyes, he shouldn’t be seeing this, the young master in his skivvies. He certainly felt the next part as the lad straddled Alfred’s’ lap, his crotch grinding against the man servants. The chair still held the weight, fine craftsmanship at the works.

Alfred looked at the lad finally, seeing the boys slender physic atop him in this fashion, “Y-young master...this is very unbecom-“ he was immediately cut off, the lads lips curling into a grin as he moved in to kiss the man, deeply.

The butler nearly pushed the lad away, shuddering into the kiss as the lads lips met his. His large hands came up to grip the boys sides and to push back...only to gently rub the small teens torso. The wide ring on his finger seemed to disappear from his mind as he returned the kiss with much fervor, even to the surprise of the lad.

Alfred’s strong hands gently slid along the legs body, his hands treating the surface of the lads body akin to the way he would have treated his wifes’ body, a second nature response as he caressed the lads breast, squeezing the flesh and nipples there.

Edward shuddered gently at the careful yet strong caress of his body, moaning as the man handsome bull of a man began to slip his tongue into the lads mouth to mingle with his own. It was no further surprise that the man took the lead despite a careful touch he gave to the whole thing.

The two moaned gently into the kiss, the butlers hands roaming about the lads body now, stroking the boys petite form. Alfred’s hands slowly found their way to the young masters hips and to the lads surprise, tearing the siding of the thongs deftly as he slowly stood up, his strong hands gripping at the lads rump to support him as he carried the boy to the bed that had not been used by its owner in six years.

The body was dropped onto the bed somewhat unceremoniously, not that Edward minded, the butler hadn’t gone for the door, his hands merely began to take off his bow tie which had become rather...hot...as it were. He tossed the strip of black fabric to the ground and went about disclothing himself, all of which was like a science to him as the tux came off quickly.

Edward admired the now bare chested man who stood there, slightly embarissed, his body was as the lad had imagined it, strong, dense...muscled in the less classical sense and quite hairy, his chest being covered in a mass of thick curly greying black hairs. The lad could tell he’d gotten to the man, the leather underwear had begun bulging at its metal fastenings which Alfred soon undid as well, the underwear almost flipping off as his member pushed finally beyond its prison.

The lad gasped, it ‘had’ to be even bigger then Yax’s, a guess would say three inches maybe longer...and most definitely thicker. It was a very stunning example of human sexual anatomy, the accompanying balls were likely slightly smaller than oranges in their state, swollen with seed already.

The man of middle age slowly moved onto the bed, crawling atop his young master, whispering softly into the boys ear, “No one can know young master...” he said in a low voice, too which Edward smiled and nodded, leading the strong mans hands to his legs and helping ease the lads legs upto his chest.

Silent communication was all they had now, as the man servant looked between the boys legs and back to Edwards face, the boy nodding and the butler blushing softly as he gently pressed the head of his rock hard member between the lads cheeks, pushing them aside with a gentle push.

The lad blushed gently smiling widely, he was glad he’d gotten that ‘work out’ earlier that morning, or else he feared he might be ripped in half by what was to come...and the next feeling confirmed that belief as the handsome hulk of a man pushed forward, his length straining at the comparatively small entrance, a grunt escaping its owner, a moan escaping the hulking man as the head sank slowly into the tight lads depths, followed three of the twelve inches the man was packing.

It took all of Edwards’ strength not to show any pain, he was stretched quite possibly to his limits there and he didn’t want to scare the man who had stopped, to shudder and tense at the tight feel around his member.

“B-by the light y-young master...h-how I wish I’d been there sometime within the last six years....” he said as he began to slowly push in more, inch after thick inch sliding into the make claim of the lads rump that had been claimed so many times before.

Edward moaned and blushed softly at the comment, reaching up to gently stroke a soft hand along the side of Alfred’s face, his hand gently running along the hairs of the mans’ side burns as he reached up with the other hand to pull the man into a kiss.

The man moaned, reflexively pushing in farther and faster, getting a grunt from the young lad as he pushed further still till finally hilting his entire foot long length into the boys slender body. He broke the kiss momentarily, “Y-young master...I-I may have been made your god f-father....b-but right now...I swear...if you were a women...or otherwise capable...I would put my seed in your belly just for this feeling I feel right now.

He held the sweet boy he’d known since the boys birth, tightly to himself. His hips already were gyrating slowly, his sizeable member only moving two, three, inches at a time, exciting gasps from the lad beneath him.

The lad blushed and huffed softly, moaning gently as he whispered back, “I hear the tantric priests are capable of helping with that....come back to me when you’re serious” he said with a stroke of his lovers back.

The bull of a man moaned, speeding up, his thrusts becoming harder, his length sliding in and out faster and farther, pre oozing into the tight lad as he bread him. He moaned deeply, thrusting harder, faster. His hand came up between him and Edward, stroking gently along the lads own already over sensitive member, pre dripping from the lads own impressive member.

“NNgghh....h-harder Alfred...don’t be afraid to go all the way...” he said encouragingly to the middle aged man. The hulking man groaning as he went faster still with the lad, having never been able to do this with his wife, he’d never truly been pleased but now....by the light it was a sweet feeling indeed.

The lad was the first to cum, his member massaged by the strong hand, throbbing hard in the tight grip as he felt his own seed splatter hard against his belly, his young hole tightening around the thick shaft deep within him.

Alfred followed quickly after, moaning...almost roaring, with the torrent of delight. His thick shaft throbbed within the lads tight back side, spurting volley after volley of his essence within the lads rump. His hips moved fast and hard as he came within the boy, his breathing coming harsh and fast for him.

The two rocked upon the bed for quite sometime as the bull of a man let off a lot of his pent of lust and urges in that one instance, his member continuously throbbing within the boy for quite sometime before finally he collapsed upon the small teen, his hand stroking lads hair as they kissed deeply, their bodies clammy with post coital perspiration.

They lay like that for what seemed like ages before separating, though neither left the others side as they held to eachother, the cool air in the room soothing them off to sleep. In the distance the clock rang for seven, they’d been together quite sometime indeed.

-Chapter End-