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Healermann
Saving people, healing things!
25th November 2024 at 4.30 p.m
Author's Note
This is a Homoerotic world war story set in an alternate universe where both magic and science co-exist side by side. Our main protagonist Smeathywick (33yrs old Handsome war veteran/ Healer) wants nothing more than to live a peaceful life writing his books and healing people, but there are two local noblemen who can't control their lust for our handsome healer. They fuck him up badly, but Smeathywick can't say no to them, partly because they are noblemen (and he is an orphaned commoner) and partly because there is a part of him that enjoy their sexual attention.
One day Smeathywick is forced to rescue a mysterious drowning man in the river by his (sometimes faithful) sidekick and apprentice Marek. His sexual debauchary goes from bad to worse since that incident, thanks to his local Lordships being dicks.
Meanwhile the "handsome mystery man" whom he rescued from drowning has Amnesia and therefore has no memory whatsoever of who he is, and since the man is extremely good looking, the two vulture lordships wants to have a peice of him ASAP.
In addition to taking care of his patients now Smeathywick has satisfy the unquenchable sexual appetite of the two moblemen if he want to protect the innocence of his handsome patient, and as if all that is not enough, Smeathywick discovers about an intreguing mystery linked to his mysterious patient X as well.
Will Smeathywick be able to solve the mystry surrounding the man while constantly being spitroasted by the two nobleman without sacrificing the innocence of his mysterious patient to the two vulture lords?
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CHAPTER 1
Healer Smeathywick was sorting through the patients test results in his office when the door suddenly burst open revealing Marek, his up to no good assistant all sweating and bubbling with excitement.
Smeathywick had specially ordered Marek not to disturb him that evening while he was working on writing a chapter his new book (Compendium of Endemic Herbs to Southern Eskeria and Their Uses Against Infections), unless it was a matter of life and death. Smeathywick glared at his up-to-no-good apprentice. It was always like this when he sat down to write. Something .Always .Happened.
Marek ignored Smeathywick’s glare as he blurted into the room , the boy had no sense of manners. It wouldn't have killed him to knock first. No he always had to blurt in to a room like some rampaging rhinoceroses .It had been like this for the last three months since that awful incident with Lord Remir ( Smeathywick’s cheeks warmed in shame every time he thought of it). Marek had walked in on him while he was sucking Remir's cock, on his knees.
Marek had tried to apologise to them but Remir had waved the apology off and continued to fuck Smeathywick’s mouth like some cheap slut in front of Marek as if it were nothing, until he came hard in Smeathywick’s mouth warm cum and spit running down his chin like a river……... And it didnt help matters two weeks later when he was discovered riding on Remier's Cousin’s cock up the ass at the office.
Smeathiwick imagined that whatever initial respect Marek must have had for his boss was now flushed out of the drain after those two incidents.
Although he had expected that Marek would have visited him that night to fuck his ass to shreds, that had never happened. Maybe the boy was straight or else he had enough respect for him not to fuck him, considering that Smeathywick had healed him and taken him under his wing when he had suffered a fatal leg injury and was dismissed from the military with only three months of wages.
But apparently that didn't stop him from blundering into rooms without knocking and discovering his boss (occasionally) in humiliatingly compromising situations.
"Thought I said not to disturb me, Marek ". Smeathywick said in an exasperated voice.
"Unless it was a matter of life and death " Quoted Marek with excitement. It was one of Marek’s best qualities , he paid attention to every word he said. He would make an excellent healer in time , if the he could care enough to polish on his rustic edges.
"Whats happened". Smeathywick asked wearily.
"There is a body in the river”, Marek blurted out, “well technically not a body yet, ‘cause he was still trying to swim out of it.
Healer Smeathywick felt sick in the stomach, ten years of serving in the military in the capacity of a healer hadn’t made him forget how gruesome and bloody death could be. It had only made him feel more vulnerable at the inevitablility of death.
“Where, up stream or down the falls?”, Smeathywick asked grabbing his emergency medical kit. If it was down the falls there was no hope because the person would be battered into bits on the rocks.
“Up the river of course” , Marek answered impatiently , “the last I saw him he was struggling to reach the shore but non of the fisher-folk were willing to lend him a hand”.
With the continental war going on for the past 15 years , and Northern Eskeria being the southern war front of the continent, it was decreed that no suspicious person could be approached or aided without the obtaining prior clearance from the Army ,on the penalty of death. It was for the safety of the citizens Smeathywick Understood that but it made doing a healer’s work right pain in the rear region.
Any suspicious activity or personnel had to be reported to the Army immediately.
Therefore it was no wonder that the fishermen didn't choose to intervene, and also from time to time there would be the occasional spy from the leftists gathering information, luring and murdering locals here and there leaving the sympathies of the locals for any stranger very low.
It was evident from the blubbering and blustering of the young man that he wanted Smeatywick to go and save the drowning man.
Marek had been an excellent swimmer prior to the war, but since his got leg injury Marek could hardly even manage three laps in the pool without causing himself immense pain, or else enemy or not, he would have rushed off to the rescue. The brat was dense in that way.
In his current condition there was no way Marek could manage to save the man alone.
“Well hurry up will you healermann! the bloke wouldn't wait for ya”, called Marek impatiently while Smeathywick was busy checking his medical kit.
“All right I’m coming! I’m comin!”, called out Smeathywick hurrying out of the room.
“I told the stable boy to take the horse out” Marek said as Smethywick ran down the stairs. He followed Smeathywick with his slight limp in his left foot. No matter how well smethywick had treated him one of Mareks legs would always be short and he would have a slight limp for the rest of his life .
The stable boy was ready with the horse at the front door.
"You stay here”. Said Smethywick turning towards Marek before climbing on the horse.
“No way boss!” Marek said , climbing from behind with a grimace,clutching him tightly from the shoulder. The stubborn bastard, it was apparent that his bad leg was troubling him, but there was no way of talking sense to Marek when he started acting like this,beside there was no time to argue, so Smeathywick rode the horse silently into the streets.
“Which way?” Smethywick asked breaking the silence, riding in haste towards the river.
“ He was up at the servers bridge when I first saw him. It’s like five minutes ago, so we go down up to the second bridge and try to catch him from there?”
Yes that was the plan.
“The sky was heavy set with grey clouds but thankfully the streets were deserted. Suddenly a cold wind blew towards them, flinging all the dust and debris on the streets in their eyes. It was as if the universe didn’t want to allow them to reach the river. But Smeathywick didn’t pause. Soon they were riding along the river.
As Smeatywick and Marek drew closer to the river bed, they could see the drowning man's head bobbing up and down water, he was desperately trying to keep his head above the water, clutching on to a piece of driftwood for dear life. Apparently the river currents were too strong for the man to swim towards the shore without some help. It seemed as the man was almost at the end of his strength.
It took them another five minutes or so for them to reach the Server’s bridge and when they did Smethywick sprang down from the horse, discarded his trousers and shirt and plunged headlong in to the river only wearing his waist cloth.
Leaving all of his firm muscular buttocks exposed for anyone to see but there was nothing to be done about that. At the very least it covered his puckered arse hole.
The coldness of the water hit him hard so much so that he felt as if he had been electrocuted. His brain felt numb from the inside. with his arse hole clenched shut from the freezing cold Smeathywick swam towards the drowning man. He was holding on the piece of driftwood with one arm while clutching clutching some sort of backpack with the other.
Smeathywick dived towards him from behind and gripped the man in a dead lock( because it was the stupidest thing you could do to go to and grab a drowning man from the front).The man gasped in surprise and started kicking Smeathywick very hard.
"Its okay, I am trying to help………”, Smeathywick gasped trying to maintain his grip on the drowning man, while at the same time vying to stay clear of the man’s kicking range.
“Take ....take the bag and leave...it is very….. important....the bag must…. reach.... Intelligence…”, The man blurted gasping.
He pushed the backpack towards Smeathywick but he was having none of that. His job was saving people and healing them. Smeathywick dodged the bag and started swimming towards the shore with the man in tow.
“AAAAAAAAAH!”
The man gave an animistic yell seeing his precious backpack float away from him, he pushed Smeathywick away with an inhumane yell and started to grab at the bag blindly underwater.
It caught on Smeathywick’s waistcloth and unconsciously gave it a pull tearing it away.
Smeathywick swore making a grab at the backpack and holding the man with the other but the man had Swallowed a copious amount of water in his mouth during his struggle, and was on the verge of becoming unconscious .They were both sinking and Smeathywick was reaching the end of his strength.
Smeathywick Cursed, they were getting dangerously close to the bridge. It was too soon. Smethywick started kicking madly towards the shore. They had to reach the river bank before they passed the bridge because after that the water would gain momentem flowing towards the rapids and the falls.
Marek seeing that the healer and the man were in trouble , undressed and jumped into the river.
His leg was hurting like one son of a bitch but l the freezing coldness of the water managed to numb the pain somewhat. He let the river current do the most work and started cicking only when he was in angle with them .Reaching them on time Marek grabbed the man from one arm while smeathywick grabbed him from the other and started towards the shore.Between them they managed to carry the man to the shore but smeathywick was worried the man had swalloqed too much water and was unconcious.He hoped that he wasnt dead.
Now that they were coming ashore smeathywick took his first proper look at the hunky man. He was tall well past six feet and muscular than both him and Marek combined so it was no wonder that it had taken both of their combined strengths to pull him out. He was quiet good looking Smeathywick noticed in some hand me down hunky sort of way, with coal black hair and olive skin tone.
They laid him down the rocky river bed and Marek checked his pulse placing his head on the man’s chest. He shook his head sadly signaling Smeathywick that there was no pulse .
“No!” said Smethywick rising from the water. His waist cloth was gone and he was stark naked, but he disregarded the fact and bent over the man loosening his shirt to check the heart beat.
Marek blushed as smeathywick bent down flashing his ass cheeks so close to his face. That was a fine ass, hairless and firm with a well fucked pink asshole now clenched shut from the cold. Now He understood perfectly why Lord Richard and his Cousin were both fucking the healer so much.
He felt his cock too was hardening beneath his flimsy white jock, He blushed trying to push himself away from the sight, but he couldn't move because his leg felt numb as if a piece of lead has been tied on to it. So he gave in to his lust and started tugging his cock discreetly.
Smeathywick placed two fingers against the man’s carotid to feel the pulse. Marek had been wrong there was a very faint trace of pulse ever growing weak in him.
Smethywick felt panicked himself not because of the fact that he was completely naked in the open but because a stranger was dying in front of him while he couldn't save him. He turned towards Marek only to discover him now openly masturbaiting looking at his ass hole.
Despite himself smeathywick felt like laughing, at the sight of Marek, his tension went away like it had never been .with his head clear he recalled reading something about new techniques of treating of drowned people in one of the news sheets while he had visited Eskeron, the capital city of Eskeria.
The article explained a technique called CPR which involved in clearing the air way of the drowned person , emptying the body from the excessive ingested water as much as possible ,mouth to mouth respiration and chest compressions to regulate the heart rate and the blood flow.
But the technique was non NDA approved or tested by the medical council, but a man's life was at stake and he could not just sit by while the man passed away.
Without delay he followed up on the process . Suddenly the mans whole body jerked upward coughing .Carefully Smethywick turned his patient to the side so he could pass all the water out. After a few minutes his condition stabilized. And the man turned towards the naked smeathywick
The man had a merry pair of dark blue eyes he noticed as they focused on his face dreamily.
"Thank you Healer ",he said drowsily before collapsing into a very deep sleep.
Meanwhile Unbeknown to them, Lord Remir had watched their little rescue mission from the guard tower at the bridge. He had been planning to knock up on the sexy healer that night, but seeing the healer fully naked outside rescuing a fugitive had made him feel both angry and horny at the same time.
Angry because the healer had violated a direct military decree in broad daylight and horny because the healer was fully naked out in the open without a care in the world. This serious lawbreaking had to be punished, Beside the healer would have been in real danger had it been a real Herman spy in disguise. So he ordered six of his men who had been begging his permission for years to plow the sweet asshole of the healer to go and apprehend him.
Remir laid only two rules upon his men, one they do no lasting harm on the healer, two they fuck that puckered asshole hard and bring the healer home before the ninth hour of the night.
That left the men roughly five hours of hard fucking and that would be a fine punishment for the healer.
Marek was pulling his clothes back on when the six soldiers suddenly appeared from the forest road.Their ignored Marek completely and turned towards still naked smeathywick.
"Complements from Lord Remir to the healer for the picturesque rescue mission” , their leader said mockingly, pointing towards the horse drawn cart beside the road.
“And you Healer Smeathywick are under arrest!”
“No ,Smeathywick said, “you cant arrest us. we have to take my patient to the healing house”
"Us??” Said Marek to Smeathywick, “he said only you were under arrest", He looked at the burly Captain questioningly.
The soldier nodded with a sneer turning towards Smeathywick who was now desperately trying to locate his trousers. “You are under arrest on the charges breaking martial law and let us see ,the man said with a hint of a grin toward Smeathywick.
“The cart is for your assistant and the man you rescued, they can leave for the houses of healing and now you would come with us to receive] your punishment”
“M-My punishment?”, Smeathywick Stuttered. Of course he had broken military law so the punishment would be forthcoming , instantly in this case it seemed. He gulped thinking and dreading what this punishment could be.
He looked at Marek for some help but he was busy loading the sleeping man into the cart with the help of a soldier and he was actively avoiding Smeathywick’s eye! Soon the man was packed in to the cart and Marek rode away with the reins.
The ungrateful bastard hadn't even protested about him being arrested!
Smethywick was only wearing his shirt and still hadn’t located his trouser when two soldiers came up behind him and grabbed his hands.
“Please spare me a moment till I locate my trousers”
It only dawned on smeathywick when the six of them started to roar in unison that he was going to be gang banged.
"Don’t worry you won't be needing trousers till tomorrow morning."
“Smethywick felt himself going red, but there was nothing to be done it was clear that he was going to be gang fucked by these six soldiers
At a last desperate attempt he asked from the closest soildger, “does does lord Remir know what you guys are going to do to me?”
“Yes he does,” sneered the solider placing a well aimed spank on his bottom, “it was Lord Remir who ordered your punishment”. He laughed
If it was Remir who had ordered this punishment fuck, there was nothing he could do but get ass fucked. His cock started to rise betraingly at the thought of these six soliders cocks
His buttocks were stinging, but another hand began stroking his bottom parting his ass cheeks. A finger entered his asshole probing inside . His asshole had not been fucked for about three weeks and the dry finger fuck was making him clench his hole
But there were six horny soldiers surrounding him who were ready to slam pound the shit out of his ass. so he no choice but bend over and present his ass to the men. wider he opened his ass hole was better in the long run .
“Not here…….,Its too close to the road”
“Go and bend over there,” the captain ordered pointing to a twisted tree ,in the thickets, with two branches like a v just above the ground.It was a secluded spot covered with trees somewhat inside a like a cove
So Smeathwick discarded his shirt and walked fully naked towards the secluded spot, with his semi hard dick weighing down. He bent over the tree and looked fearfully back at those soldiers , who were pulling their cocks out from the trousers
“Damn! look at those butt cheeks”.one of the soldiers said, “we are in for a real treat”.
Smethywick grabbed the tree hard when the first soldier came towards him .The man dropped his trousers to his ankles taking his fully hard cock out and slammed it inside dry without even bothering to spit.
Smethywick screamed as the soldier’s seven inch cock battered midway up his rectum,in a single swipe.
“Take it out! Take it out!” , he sobbed , disloging himself from the cock and stoking his ass hole.
The soldier grabbed smeathywick angrily turning him to face him.
”Listen up you filthy little shit, this aint your joy ride , this fuck is for your punishment you take it as we give it, understood?”
“Now turn around and present your ass to us.”
Mortified Smeathywick nodded, and turned around and presented his arse again for the soldier .This time Some other soldier brought a rope and started tying his arms to the tree. Now he was helpless against the six sadistic soldiers
There was nothing to be done, so Smeathywick spread his legs wide. And the soldier cock entered him again , this time he didn't pause midway but slammed his cock all the way in.
Meanwhile some other soldier was facing him with his hard cock he knew what was to be done and opened his mouth up for the cock to slam in obediently.
Now he was being split roasted by two hunky soldiers while four others were watching and waiting for their chance at his mouth or arse. precum was leaking down from Smeathywick's half hard cock which swayed half limp like a branch in the wind.
Then suddenly the cock up his arse withdrew and his arse hole started winking open and closed at the sudden emptiness but he didn't have to wait for long because another soldier entered him from behind. This cock was longer but thinner than the previous one but the man was a power fucker and didn't wait for smeathywick to adjust for his cock and started fucking like an automaton, but smeathywick couldn't squirm because of the cock stuffed up his mouth.He felt tears running down his face.
The soldier up his arse fucked him up for about twenty minutes like this and then withdrew. The man had been super careful not to come withdrawing his cock completely when he was close to cumming.
The next soldier had a bigger cock than both the previous ones , but Smeathywick s arse had widened enough from the two cocks before so he didn't feel much pain. He was now feeling horny and feeling only the pleasure of the cock after being opened by two cocks. So he opend his legs wide for the soildger welcoming his cock.
And when the next cock withdrew from his mouth he squirmed and begged them fuck him harder.
The other soldiers laughed, but hearing his plea the soldier fucking his arse started to really give it to him good Pounding him good.
“You like breaking martial law , don’t you? you like rescuing fugatives!” he said slamming his cock hard in. “well here is what you will get from the soldiers” ,he said panting, “from now on when you brake the law”
After a while he withdrew and another soldier swapped in, this cycle continued and smeathywick lost the count of how many times the soldiers had fucked his mouth and arse but he was sure that at least every soldier had fucked him up twice in the mouth and arse. still he was horny and none of the soldiers had cummed yet.
And finally after about two hours of fucking no one was fucking his arse anymore. The six soldier were jacking their cocks forming a semicircle in front of him . And then they came up, one by one jacking their cocks on his face.
He was told to open his mouth and within two minutes five warm cum shots coated his face. But the captain got a hold of him from the hair and started slam fucking his mouth until he came. while smeathywick was gagging and choking up on his cock.
"Swallow that cum up and clean my cock " the captain ordered,looking into Smeathywick’s eyes. So smeathywick had no choice but to drink the gooey cum from the captains tap and clean all the cum from it. And soon taking the captain’s example, the other five soldiers came up and smeathywick with their cum coated cocks and ever the obedient slut Smeathywick cleaned their cocks as well.
Two soldiers untied him from the tree while the others put their cocks away.Smeathywick felt battered and weak and his wrists were red from the ropes.His ass felt as if molten iron had been poured in.
“Twenty minutes break men until the next fuck session”, the captain announced to his men.
Healer smeathywick stared up at the captain in horror while he and the soldiers started laughing but his cock ever the betrayer rose up in delight at the prospect of more fucking. Smeathywick laid himself down and started jacking his cock staring glassy eyed up at the sky.
To be continued.....
