Warning: This story is unsuitable for minors and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity considered taboo (and illegal) in most (if not all) jurisdictions. If such activity offends you, please DO NOT read any further. This work is fiction, fantasy and not meant to be taken seriously by anyone, I do not condone or approve of any illegal activity. Sexual abuse of minors is an extremely serious issue and is not suggested by any works or characters in this or any stories. If you are tempted to engage in such acts, please seek help right away. Thank you for taking the time to read my story, should you want to contact me, my email (Twitchydragon44@gmail.com). I look forward to hearing from you, enjoy and have fun. ------------------------ The Dongo Dossier - Chapter 5 - The Temple at Last ------------------------ Finally, the temple seems like days since I first got here, I mean with all little side trips I have had already. But I'm here, standing at the great wooden doors of this huge building. The whole place reminds me of an old cathedral, I mean with the tall spires and large stained glass windows, what else would it remind me of. But anyways I can feel excitement filling me up, I was finally going to meet Devon, and if my suspicions are right it should be who I think it is. Taking a deep breath I reach up and knock on the massive doors, the sound echoes in the small alcove the door is nestled in as I wait for an answer. Luckily I don't have to wait long before the door opens and a cute teen opens the door, dressed in a long red robe. "Ah, yes, um I was told..." I started, not a good first impression but hey I'm nervous. "No one may enter at this time" the teen cuts me off, "we apologize for any inconvenience to you." Then he just closes the door before I can respond. Well, that's rude looks like I need to find another way in, I was so close and then denied by a boyish bouncer, so not cool. I head back to the square and take a seat at the fountain, maybe a rest will clear my head. The fountain's clear waters relax me, allowing me to think clearly, maybe if I try again but be forceful this time. I could show the note, it seemed to have some effect on the guards at the gate, maybe it will here too. With my new plan I approach the door again and know, standing up straight and puffing my chest out, I will not take no for an answer. The door opens again and it's the same teen as before. He eyes me up and starts to close the but I manage to wedge my foot in. "I have a note," I get out as he attempts to just push the door closed on my body. The new indie I gave him makes him pause for a moment before he comes over to check out my story. Taking the note I give him, he scans it quick then hands it back. "Please accept my deepest apologies sir," he says opening the door back up and letting me in, "we were told to expect you, but not til tomorrow, again I apologize. Allow me to lead you to Master Devon, he will want to know you are here right away." He motions for me to follow him, and I do mainly because one wrong turn in this place and they will never find my body. As I walk behind the red robed teenager I am able to take in some of the art and carvings that line the walls and alcoves of this massive maze-like temple. One thing about this place has become quite clear quickly, this temple was originally built to worship the sun, maybe they still do. Anyways after an indeterminable amount of time, we arrive in a small hallway somewhere, and I couldn't even begin to tell you, in the temple. Well, there were no stairs so this place is somewhere on the ground level at least, but still, no idea where. Back to the hallway, it is one of those long narrow hallways with only enough room for maybe two people to walk shoulder to shoulder. The walls were covered in colorful stained glass that went floor to ceiling, and since the ceiling wasn't that high, only ten feet and each window as about foot from the next, the effect was beautiful. The entire space was bathed in colored light and kind of reminded me some kind of magic tunnel. But that is not the best part while following the kid, who is walking at fairly steady pace, I am able to catch glimpses of the subjects in each of the windows as we pass. They are all boys, and all of them are in suggestive poses, not outright erotic or raunchy, but many if not all of them could be misconstrued in naughty ways by people with dirty minds. And damn was my mind is working overtime to processes as many of the sexy images as I can as we pass them. One that catches my attention right away depicts a young teen, and age is hard enough to determine in stained glass, so just a young teen. The only semblance of clothing the kid wore was a white cloth that flowed behind him and just covered his crotch. The teen was holding a sword in and standing in a defensive stance, and the sword itself seemed to resemble a cock and balls. Another window we passed was of two kids, both appeared younger maybe preteen or just young teens, but anyways they were standing side by side in flowing red robes like the teen I was following. Thing naughty thing I picked up on was that each boy seemed to have a hand down the other's robe, and from some shading on the glass, either intentional or a trick of the light, I could make out a bulge in the place of the boys dicks. I like this temple, sun worshippers or not, these seemed like my kind of people, at least those who were at the end of this long hallway. Speaking of a long hallway, it finally ends, in a small waiting room of sorts furnished with old comfortable chairs and couches, and the only way forward is a large wood and iron door. The teen leading the way slows down from his determined power walk to an easy stride as we enter the room, at the moment it is empty and quiet. "Please take a seat," the boy tells me gesturing to one of the many overstuffed couches and chairs, "I will let Master Devon know you are here, I will take only a moment please make yourself at home." Then he hustled to the door, opened it and disappeared behind it, well I don't think they really want me to make myself at home, If I did that I would be naked and watching porn. So instead I just pick a nice loveseat and lay down, I must have been more tired than I thought because the room slowly fades away into a peaceful little nap. The next thing I am away of is being gently shaken, and as I snap open my eyes I see that it is the same teen who led me here. His face was that of worry, for having to wake me but when I smile at him he relaxes and smiles back. "Sorry that took so long," the teen said, "Master Devon was busy when I first entered and I had to wait to inform him of your arrival. Please enter, Master Devon is waiting for you, I will take my leave, it was a pleasure to meet you, sir." Before I can ask his name he has turned and hurried out of the waiting room, well ok then time to meet the mysterious Devon and find out why I am here, not that I am complaining. I mean I could just hang out in the city below for a while, or forever, and have fun and I am sure I could find a job and be very happy. Moving on, here I go through the big wood and metal door which is much lighter than I thought it was going to be and into, surprise another hallway. What is the deal with large monolithic structures and important place and long dramatic hallways? Well onwards I go, down the rather plain hallway, well after the stained glass hallway depicting half nude boys, all hallways will be plain from now on. At the end of this hallway was yet another door, smaller than the last, opening it I enter an office, for lack of a better word. The room is pretty large and has a few different areas, a sitting area filled with pillows of all sizes, what looks like a work area with a large wooden desk, and then a throne. Well, kind of a throne, it was a large ornate chair, decorated with gold and gems, but amongst all the other things in the room, it seemed out of place, as did all the other things. More importantly was who was sitting on the throne, it was him my blonde dream boy, dressed in a red robe like the last boy only much nicer and heavily embroidered in artistic patterns and designs of many colors. So in this world, this boy was very important, first, they called him master, then his regal robe. "Jake," he says hopping off his throne and rushing up to me wrapping his arms around my waist in a big boyish hug, which I eagerly return, "you are here, I am so glad that the spell worked." "Good to be here...Devon or Master Devon," I say a little apprehensive at what to call him. "Just Devon," he says pulling away from the hug and looking up to me, "for you Devon is good, the acolytes in the temple call me Master. So I bet you have questions, lots of question and I would too in your case so go ahead and ask and I will do my best to answer them." "Ok well, where to begin," I start, "let's start small when I got here the acolyte said you weren't expecting me until tomorrow, what's up with that?" "Ok good start," Devon says offering me a seat across from his desk while he takes the chair behind it, "well I just thought when you got to New Warens you might get a little lost in the pleasures of the town and forget about our meeting. The note is magical as was to remind you tomorrow at noon, but it seems you have more self-control than I thought, that is a good thing." "Ok, makes sense, well I did get lost once," I tell him "but that was physically lost. Ok next question, Dravil, the guard captain, told me about what happens in certain places in the city and how it is not illegal but not general knowledge. But there was this instance in the marketplace, two brothers, and some hot public sex but no one noticed and I asked a merchant and he got a little defensive look in his eyes, what the hell." "Oh those two," Devon says laughing, and pulling out a picture of the two in question, it was the two I saw, "those are the Mosinal brothers, powerful mages who like to have fun in public and use their magic to shield themselves. When they first started they didn't care who saw, but reports started to come in and I had a talk with them, if they wanted to keep fucking in public they had to hide it with magic or someone would want to make it illegal and it would spiral out of control. Luckily they are friends, and they understood and they even set up a little magic shop. You saw them because you are immune to magic, a rare trait in any world and that is what makes you so valuable. You should stop by their shop sometime, I will let them know you are coming and maybe they can set you up with something to assist you in this quest" "Nice, I will have to check that place out," I say my mind starting to picture the scene I witnessed only a few hours ago, "next question, who are you in this world." "I am head of this temple and the unofficial mayor of New Warens" he tells me with pride in his voice, "I am Master of the Temple of the Sun, and yes we do have reverence for the sun here, and being Master here lots of people look up to me so I kind of run the town too. Just little things, like a few laws and rules and such but the town pretty much runs itself so I just make sure it doesn't burn down. Also being Master of the temple I am rewarded with some special powers, like the one I used to travel between worlds and find you." "That makes sense now, and answers another question," I say finally starting to understand "ok the last question, at least for now, what am I doing here, is there some special reason you brought me here." "Well yes," he simply says, "you were not completely happy in your world, I could see it and I can read minds. Not yours because of your magic immunity, but those close to you, they could all see it too, but they didn't know why. I watched you for a while and when it was clear you had a love for boys I made up my mind to have you brought here. I also had an ulterior motive, when I found you and discovered your magic immunity I know you could help out my people, this city and maybe even our whole world." Ok, he was laying it on thick, now I was some sort of hero, a chosen one this is getting a little out of hand, but maybe I can do it, I mean I wanted great adventures after all, and what could be greater than saving an entire world. "You see" he starts again, getting up and leading me to set of spiral stairs behind his throne, "New Warens is a major trade hub, and center for a lot of different lands and kingdoms, we are independent and have no alliances or enemies. We are like Switzerland in your world, neutral, we just care about New Warens." We have now made it up the staircase to a small observation room, looking through the windows it is easy to see the entire city and out into the desert. "You see those columns of smoke in the distance," he asks me and I nod, having seen them from the cave, "well those belong to a native tribe in the northern part of the desert, this area the city is in was uninhabited when we first came here and for a time we have lived in peace with the tribe. But for some reason, the tribe has come south and set up a new village just northwest of here, and travelers and merchants have reported being attacked while coming and going from the city. This is all very bad for New Warens, first, it hurts trade which is our lifeblood, second, it could mean the tribe is getting ready for and invasion which is bad itself. The city guard could easily defend the city but it would not look good for our status as neutral, even though they attack us other kingdoms would wonder why. Running a neutral trading hub is not easy and it is all about keeping up appearances to make everyone happy, really blows sometimes. So the reason I brought you here is because you are a free agent, and you don't work for anyone but yourself, you could go to the tribal settlement and find out what is going on. Once you know you could fix the issue if it is a misunderstanding, or find a way to appease them. If you did this all of New Warens and many other places would be in your debt, I know for sure if New Warens were to fall it would lead to war amongst the other kingdoms, they would all blame the others for the loss of a major trading hub." Wow, that is a lot to take in, I never in my wildest dreams thought I would be this kind of hero, taken from my home and transported across time and space to another world. It was going to be up to me to find out what was going on here and make it right again if I wanted to save the city I was quickly falling in love with. I just wonder how much time I have before I really need to get moving, I bet the sooner the better but who know exactly when it comes to native tribal peoples and magic wielding boy rulers. "I will do it," I tell Devon whose face just lights up, "I just need to know when, how, and where. I know it's a lot but I just want all the information you can give me before I go blundering out into the desert." "Very good," Devon says leading back down the stairs, "well now is not a good time to go to the settlement, I have gotten word that it is just a forward base camp of sorts and the main tribal leaders are not there yet. But from the information I have the leaders are making the journey south now and will arrive at the settlement in a few days, that is the best time to go and talk to them. Don't worry they shouldn't be hostile, well at least not at first, they like to use magic more than anything so your immunity will give you an advantage. I will take the note I gave you and change the spell when I have word that the leaders of the tribe are there, it will tell you and you can go and have a chat with them." I take out the note and had it to him, with a wave of his hand and a few words that I can not understand he hands it back to me smiling. "There you go," he says "thank you so much for your willingness to help us feel free to explore the town as much as you like. There is an apartment right next door to the temple that I have acquired for you, feel free to use it as much as you like, and a little gesture from me." He reaches under the desk and pulls out a bag, opens it and to my joy it is filled with gold, he hand me the heavy gold filled bag and smiles. "Consider this a simple gesture of trust from the people of New Warens," he tells me, "now I know the way back through the temple is confusing so let me transport you back to the main door." With a smile and few magic words a flash of light blinds me, but as quickly as it started it is over and I am back at the main doors to the temple. Well let's find that apartment and settle in, I could use a little rest before exploring more of this exciting town. Ok so Devons said the apartment was right next door to the temple, looking around I only see two building that fit the bill, and one of them is a cafe, with now room for an apartment. So heading over to the other I am met with a sturdy wooden door, and after trying the knob I find it is locked. Damn it, I think Devon forgot to give me the key. That is when I feel the bag of gold Devon gave me shake a little, and opening it I see a golden key right on top with a small piece of paper with sorry written on it. Well then nevermind, taking the key and unlocking the heavy door I enter my new home, and the excitement is rising. I open the door to a set of stairs, second-floor apartment, and climb them quickly. The sight of my new home is breathtaking, like an upscale studio apartment, open floor plan and huge windows that flooded the whole place with sunlight. This was the apartment of my dreams, not too big but not too small either, just perfect for me. I found a safe place for my small fortune in gold before checking out the rest of my new place. It had a bathroom, thank God for that, I will not be using an outhouse, good sized kitchen and fully stocked with enough food for a while. Then the windows, they seemed to surround the apartment on three walls letting in as much light as possible while giving some amazing views of the area outside. There was one wall of windows that were different the others, the back wall of windows gave me this strange feeling, and it hit me that they were magic. While wondering what kind of magic and looking I see maybe why the wall is magic. Outside the windows, I see what looks like a playground, or at least a park just for kids. It had all the usual kind of equipment, slides, jungle gyms and the like, and it seemed to have a high wall around it, one of those overprotective playgrounds. Well, something on the far wall catches my eye, and looking close I can see it's the brothers from this morning. The Mosinal brothers Devon called them, little horney magical tricksters, wonder what there were doing sneaking into a playground full of little kids, and I know as soon as I thought it. To have some fun, the brothers were in their usual skimpy outfits, and hiding behind a large tree, the playground seemed to have no adults inside at all, just plenty of kids some as young as six, and the oldest I could see twelve. All the boys inside the playground were dressed normally, maybe a little too skimpy or tight for my world, but all their parts were covered. I know what might happen so found a chair, pulled it to the windows and got comfortable, ready to watch some action I hope. I was just in time though, the moment I got ready the boys did too, removing their skimpy undergarments as they held hands and started to chant. I couldn't hear anything but their mouths were moving fast so I just assume they are casting a spell. Not a minute later it was true, they did cast a spell and the entire playground was effected. Still not showing themselves the boys waited for the spell to take full effect. Looking at the other kids I can see that it is doing something to the little ones playing around. The boys all slowly stop what they are doing, like they heard something, but the calm only lasts a minute before all their close vanish. Shorts, shirts, shoes and any other item of clothes the boys may have had seemed to melt away, much to the horror of the little boys. Many of them let out yelps of surprise and shock as they try to cover themselves, while others either don't notice right away or don't care as they just gawk at the now nude boys all around them. Then it would seem part two of the spell activates, all the little tools in the playground go from soft to hard in a second. Many of the youngest boys seem confused and maybe a little scared at this, and of course, the older boys aren't as worried about and erection, and erection in front of lots of little kids yeah that causes some concern. That is when the Mosinal boys come out from behind their tree to join the gathering of boys, both also naked and hard walk right in and all eyes fell on them. Without saying a word to the boys or each other, the brothers embrace and start to make out. The group of hard naked preteens around them can only watch in shock, and other in curiosity as these two kiss deep and passionately right in front of them with no shame. No one says a thing when they start frenching, and all the boy's jaws drop when they see the younger boy drop to his knees and swallow his older brother's throbbing pole. All the boys around them seem to be getting hornier and hornier as they watch this happen, some of the older boys throw caution to the wind and start jacking off right there. Some of the younger boys, not having played with themselves yet just mimic the older boys and are rewarded with the best feelings ever. Soon enough though the whole playground just devolves into a giant orgy of boys, lust and forbidden pleasures take over as they explore and enjoy each other's bodies. The Mosinal brothers smile to each other, knowing they are the ones who kicked off this kiddie orgy and split up to join in the fun. From my vantage point, I can see the entire thing, and it is amazing, preteen boys jerking, sucking, and fucking anything they can. Hormones going wild as the boys no longer care about being nude or hard and just want the good feeling that comes from their dicks and holes. I can see a trio of boys have climbed the slide all rimming each other's tight little holes, while the boy at the top jerks his hard dick to the sight below him as his own pink hole is serviced. Scanning around I see a six-year-old bouncing joyously on the stiff pole of a twelve-year-old boy, the older boy in heaven as the tiny child squeezes his cock with his tight, once virgin pussy. In other parts of the playground, I notice the younger Mosinal brother sucking the hard pole of a twelve-year-old blonde boy, who in turn is eagerly rimming the hole of a young seven-year-old squatting above him. As the action increases, the Mosinal boy rises up before straddling the older boy and before the boy can look out from the ass of the preteen the Mosinal brother impales himself on the hardness he was slurping. The older boy can't even moan out in joy because for the randy seven years old who is enjoying having his tiny ass eaten by the bigger boy. Riding hard and fast, the younger Mosinal brother slams himself on the cock of the almost teenager beneath him, squeezing his ass as the boy moans into the ass covering his face. The little seven years old getting his ass eaten takes some cues and pulls the Mosinal close before locking lips with him. Both top boys reach forward and stroke each other's hard cocks while working the boy beneath them with their respected assholes. Pretty soon the whole trio is cumming together, the little seven years old with a hand on his cock and a tongue in his hole. The Mosinal boy into the hand of the youngest in the group, and with his little prostate being battered by the cock he is riding. And of course the twelve-year-old, from the extreme tightness of the cumming Mosinal boy milking his cock, and the act of eating out a seven-year-old. I have to see what the older Mosinal boy is doing, if the younger is engaged in a threesome, his older teen brother must be doing something with that big teen cock. I finally find him, sitting on a bench with a perfect view of the entire playground. But he is not alone, a small line of preteen have formed next to him, all with the sole purpose of experiencing their first teen cock. The older teen seems to be in heaven, just sitting back leisurely while helping to guide his first patron onto his stiff tool. The boy looks like he is ten, seems a bit nervous about the big meat stick but with the pressure of his friends and the line behind him he can't back out now. So with a little help from the teen's ample precum, and taking his time, the little preteen impales himself on the thick seven-inch cock. Both the teen and his rider moan deeply as the boy take the dick to the hilt, and rests a moment to get used to the invasion and sudden loss of his virginity before rising back up. And once all but the head has left his stretched hole he sinks back down, quickly this time before doing it all again. The rider is so sensitive that it only takes ten drops and stabs to his joy button for him to dry cum, and cum hard, but after he is able to regain some control he is helped off the dick so the next rider can climb on. Over and over this happens, a boy climbs on with some help from the teen, bounces about ten times, then cums hard and is helped down before the next can take his place. A total of six boys ride the teens hard cock, and when they have all had one ride and cum, they line back up again, and by the time the last boy has had four orgasms the big teenager is ready to blow his load. He stands up, takes hold of his stiff tool, and start to jerk it, all his riders on their knees in front of him, mouths open in hopes to catch some of his cum. It only takes him about half a dozen strokes before he cums, shot after shot of teen cream fly through the air and land on the happy faces of the boys who rode him. The older boy is nice enough to make sure each boy gets some on his face before he runs out, and the boys all fall together in a small orgy of their own, coated in sweat and teen cum. This is the hottest thing ever, and from my window, I have the perfect viewpoint. But it looks like the fun is going to end, I see a small group of parents heading towards the playground, all ready to pick up their little ones. The Mosinal boys seem to be aware that their time is up as they make a break for the nearest wall and help each other. The magic brothers are gone before the parents arrive, and with the boys disappearing the spell seems broken. All the boys come to their senses like leaving a trance, and to all their shock and horror they find themselves naked. In a mad dash, they all find their clothes and redress before their loving parents arrive, some of them wondering why the whole playground has an unusual scent, others not caring so much. Some parents comment on the rosy color of their children's cheeks, thinking they have been in the sun too long, not knowing it is actually from sucking to much cock. Anyways soon all the children are collected and trotted off home, some walking a big funny, and other still in a daze from the effects of the spell, wonder if any of them will remember what happened as naughty dreams. Well, that was a fun show, now I have another reason to love this apartment, but it is time to rest. A lot has happened since I got here, and it is true what they say about time flying when you are having fun. With all the fun I have had and seen, the sun is already setting in the sky, I should get some rest. I will have some time to explore the town tomorrow, maybe I will find that magic shop that the Mosinal boys run, or maybe explore some of the parts of town I have not been to. Either way, lots more to do, and then I have a quest to take care of, this adventure is shaping up to be the greatest, more than I could have ever hoped for. Well off to bed, with all the memories of a wonderful day, and the thought of a better one tomorrow.