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Wish I Could Love You Out Loud	By : MelissaMaxwell Category: > Robin Hood Views: 2039 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Robin Hood, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Skip the warning if you don't want to be spoiled.
Warning: Some smut in this chapter! There will be fingering, anal sex, voyeurism and female masturbation. Yeah, like you'd have a problem with that!;P
Warning's over. On with the story.

"Well, aren't we cozy?" Aubrey looked up to see Will Scarlet framed by morning light.

"Oh, good morning, Will." said Aubrey. "Time to wake up, Harry." he said, giving his bedroll mate a nudge.

"I had such a strange dream, Aubrey." Henry said, rubbing his eyes. "Robin Hood tried to rob us, but since we didn't have any money, he invited us to dinner."

"It wasn't a dream, Harry." said Aubrey. Henry looked around. The Merry Men were starting to wake up. Friar Tuck was starting a fire. Alan a Dale was helping his pregnant wife to her feet. Many others were in various stages of wakefulness. Will was still standing over them as they stretched awake.

"Not much for personal space, are we?" said Will.

"Leave 'em be, Will." said Matthew, putting on a red-feathered cap. "Likely, they're used to sharing a bed."

"It's not so bad." said Mark, putting on a blue-feathered cap. "At least, when Luke keeps his toe nails trimmed."

"I only scratched you that one time." Luke said, putting on a black-feathered cap.

"I swear my brothers are out to kill me!" said Mark. "Scratched by both of 'em."

"Didn't you ever have to share a bed growing up, Will?" asked Matthew.

"I'm an only child." said Will. "Mother couldn't have any more children after she had me."

"Couldn't have or didn't want?" laughed Mark.

"Right." Will sighed. "Not even noon, and already I have to bust someone's head." Will chased after Mark.

Henry got to his feet and stretched a bit, cataloguing the sensation his back caused. It was now a dull ache rather than a burning pain. "How is it?" asked Aubrey.

"Better." he said. "I'll go and take that bath like Agnes said. Could you come and- wash my back?"

Aubrey smiled. He knew he'd like that job. "Certainly." he said.

The two approached Agnes. "Mark, Will, stop this foolishness!" Agnes yelled as the two of them wrestled. "Tis all good fun 'til someone puts out an eye! Oh, good morrow, young Henry. How's yer back?"

"Better, thank you, ma'am." said Henry. "You said you had some soap?"

"Aye, lad." She opened a pouch tied to her skirt. "Here ye go. Lavender oil to heal the wounds and it smells nice. Now, make sure yer stitches stay dry. You may want Aubrey to help you clean up."

"That's a very good idea, Mistress Agnes." Henry said, as if the thought had never entered his mind. "Thank you for the soap. I know it's hard to make."

"Ach, think nothing of it, lad." She seemed to see something over Henry's shoulder. "Matthew! Get yer fingers out of that marmalade! It's for everyone!" She stormed off, muttering something about how a mother's work was never done.

As Agnes said, the lake wasn't very far. It was easy to find. The water was clear and surrounded by thick willow trees. "It's bigger than the pond we usually swim in." Aubrey observed. "And there's more trees and bushes. We-uh- have a little more privacy."

"A little." Henry said with a smile.

"Well, I suppose we should, ah, get undressed."

"You first." Henry leaned against a tree and gave Aubrey a sly look that made him blush.

"Oh...alright." Aubrey started to undo his belt. "I suppose you just want to stand there and watch?"

"That was the general idea, yes."

"Want me to work an exotic dance into it?"

"Just take your clothes off, Aubrey."

Aubrey undid his belt and hung it over a tree limb. He slowly undid the fastenings on his tunic and slipped out of it, his eyes locked with Henry's. He gave him a bit of a smile and went for his undershirt. He pulled it over his head and let it fall to the ground as his long red hair fanned out. Aubrey arched his back and lifted his hair with his hands. He massaged his scalp a moment before letting the auburn curtain fall and slowly ran his fingertips over his flat nipples. Henry's mouth went dry as Aubrey's fingers trailed over his stomach to his waistband, then up again. "The breeches, Aubrey." he gasped. "Take them off."

"Suffer." said Aubrey, teasing his own nipples until they were like pebbles. He stepped out of his boots, and let his hands stray down his body again. Henry felt his heart throb as Aubrey softly stroked a hand over his crotch. They were looking into each others eyes again. Aubrey panted as he felt himself get hard. He unlaced the breeches and let them fall. He smiled at Henry. "Do you like what you see?" he teasingly asked as he swiveled his hips.

Henry left the tree he was leaning on and began to circle Aubrey, eyeing the other man's body. Aubrey flushed darkly. Part of him was embarrassed to be displayed like this, but part of him was excited to know it was Henry's eyes that were enjoying the sight. Henry paused as he stood behind him. "I always did like the way your arse looks." Aubrey's flush became deeper, even as he smiled. He was overcome with a shudder as a familiar hand groped him. "I always liked the way it felt, too." Strong arms went around Aubrey's body and lips caressed his neck. "Do you know how pretty you are when you blush?" Henry whispered in his ear. "With that red hair, you look like you're made out of fire, and you just might burn me if I get too close. But I'll come to you anyway, Aubrey. I'll risk it."

"I think you need to get undressed now, Harry." gasped Aubrey.

Henry knew that with his scars, he might not be all that appealing, so he undressed quickly. He set his clothes aside and turned back to Aubrey, and noticed that the other boy's hard, red penis was pointing right at him. "Ha-Harry!" Aubrey gasped, almost amazed by the strength of his sudden hard on as Henry was. Henry's was likewise stiff and throbbing.

"A shame that the water is going to cool these off." said Henry.

"We've done it in water before, Harry." said Aubrey, taking his hands. "Remember our first time? In the pond? That was the first time I let you slip that huge rod inside me."

"I wouldn't say it was huge." Henry said modestly.

"You've never looked at it from the angles I have."

"I wanted you so bad, Aubrey. But I didn't want to hurt you." Henry reminisced as he stroked Aubrey's face. "Your arse was so tight. And that shout you gave thrilled me and terrified me at once. It was a little embarrassing when I noticed Fred was watching us."

"Fred's a sheep!" Aubrey laughed. "I don't think he really cared."

Henry picked up the soap Agnes gave him. "Come on. We could both use a bath."

They walked into the water together, finding the water to be not quite so cold. It was just nicely cool. When they were waist deep, Henry kissed Aubrey and gave him the soap. He turned his back to him. Aubrey felt a wave of sadness and guilt when he saw the lash marks again. They weren't as bad as the first time he saw them, but they still reminded him that Henry suffered because of him. "Any time now." Henry prompted. Aubrey worked the soap into lather and tenderly began washing Henry's back. He cupped water in his hands and rinsed, taking care not to get the stitches wet.

Henry could feel his heart swell with love. Aubrey's hands were so gentle. *Oh, God, thank you for making this man part of my life!* Henry prayed joyfully. He could feel Aubrey's hands slip lower until they were massaging his buttocks. A finger slipped in. "Oh, yes, Aubrey!" he sighed.

Aubrey stepped closer and gently wrapped an arm around Henry, taking care not to irritate his back. "Do you want more?" he whispered, letting his finger swirl about inside Henry's passage.

"Oh, yes! More! Deeper!" *God, thank you for giving Aubrey long fingers!* Henry thanked God for the second time in as many minutes. Aubrey slipped in another long, slim finger and pushed them deeper. He found that lump of flesh deep inside Henry's body that always made him squirm with pleasure. He rubbed it again and again, making Henry moan and shudder with pleasure. "Aubrey, please, I need you. I need you in me!"

"Lean over a bit." Aubrey advised. Henry spread his legs and braced his hands on his knees, eagerly anticipating what would come. He felt the warm tip of Aubrey's penis tease his opening. He thrust his hips, assisting the intrusion. He moaned low and long as he felt himself being filled.

"Oh, Aubrey!" he gasped. "Aubrey, my arse wants your cock so bad!"

"Watch your language." Aubrey teased. "I have a big piece of soap here to wash your mouth out with."

"Maybe you should just spank me?"

"Maybe I should." Aubrey slapped Henry's rump a couple of times as he shoved himself inside, splashing the water. He gripped Henry's hips and began thrusting hard and deep, making Henry keen with pleasure. "Not so loud." Aubrey said. "They might hear you back at the camp."

"I can't help it, Aubrey." Henry gasped. "You feel so good inside me!"

"Should I stop?"

"Don't you dare!" Henry flexed his internal muscles, giving Aubrey a squeeze and encouraging him.

Aubrey sped up his movements, ramming in and out of his lover's passage. The squeezing heat was exhilarating. He pumped harder and faster as the sensation of pleasure grew within him. Then the pleasure reached its peak and Aubrey cried out in pleasure as he came inside Henry.

Henry felt Aubrey slip out of him and suddenly felt empty. He turned and looked at his flushed and heaving lover. He took the soap from him and began lathering Aubrey's arms. "Your turn." he murmured.

"We shouldn't waste soap." Aubrey protested.

"It's not a waste, Aubrey." Henry poured water over the arms. "Now, come here." He pulled Aubrey close to him with one arm, so that Aubrey's back was to his front. He ran the soap teasingly over Aubrey's nipples. "You like that?" he whispered.

"Very much." was his whispered reply. Henry's fingers teased Aubrey's passage as his lips kissed his back and neck and shoulders. Henry's free hand lathered Aubrey's body. Aubrey leaned forward, bracing his hands on his knees. Henry gratefully took the gift offered to him. Aubrey hummed with joy as Henry touched his special spot. "Faster!" he gasped.

"I'm not going to hurt you like last time." Henry said, gently gliding in and out. "I plan to take my time and do this right."

After several minutes of making Aubrey whimper and mew with pleasure that never got intense enough to be release, Henry sped up a little. Aubrey shouted out with pleasure as his orgasm caused sparks to fly in front of his eyes. Henry soon followed. Smiling, the lovers found their way into each others' arms and shared a tender kiss. They clung to each other. They were alive and together. Everything was right. The hugged and shared a final kiss before going to the shore to dry out.
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Rolly took the piece of bread off the toasting fork and spread on some of the marmalade that had been rescued from Matthew. She saw Donna heading towards the willows. "If you want a bath," said Rolly. "You'll have to wait. Henry and Aubrey went there to clean Henry's back."

"I know." Donna said with a smile.

"Donna! I'm surprised at you!" Rolly said, pointing her toast at Donna. "Peeping on boys! What would Will say?"

"Will Scarlet has no claim on me."

"Come on, Donna. I know you like him too. That's why you gave him that deer hide belt for Christmas."

"I gave all my friends deer hide belts for Christmas. Even you."

"But you took the time to emboss his belt. And you let him kiss you."

"There was mistletoe. I had to."

"And you're wearing the earrings he got for you."

Donna flushed and made a futile gesture at covering her ears. "Well, Marian got me drunk and pierced my ears, so I may as well wear something in them." She continued on her way. "I want to get there before they take all their clothes off. Care to join me? Those lads are pretty cute."

Rolly blushed. "Donna, I couldn’t! What would Johnny think?"

"Has Little John asked you to marry him?"

"No."

"Then he has no claim on you either. I'm going."

Rolly jogged to catch up with her friend. "I was thinking of taking the horses off to graze, but I guess it can wait a few minutes." Rolly munched on her toast. "Know what's weird about you, Donna? Your name means 'Lady', but you're the least ladylike girl I know!"

"Thanks, I try." Donna sighed. "I was born on the Feast of the Annunciation. My parents thought it would be cute. C'mon, this way." Donna motioned for Rolly to follow her between the trees. "Not like you can talk about being ladylike yourself, Miss I-Don't-Ride-Sidesaddle."

"Riding sidesaddle is bad for the horse's back." Rolly swallowed the last of her toast. "Why are we tramping through this bramble anyway? There's a perfectly good path to the lake."

"Right." said Donna. "And the boys are on it. We want to see the boys, but we don't want them to see us."

"Oh, I see!" said Rolly. "So we can hide somewhere and watch." Rolly giggled. "Oh, Donna, are you sure we should do this? Remember how mad you got last week when we caught the Book Brothers spying on us?"

Donna had to laugh too. "I remember Agnes chasing them around with a birch switch. C'mon, Rolly, no one will know. Besides, they're new. We have to make sure they're not up to anything, um nefarious."

"Your vocabulary grows by leaps and bounds." Rolly commented.

"Will told me he thinks Aubrey might be a girl in disguise as I once was."

"Do you think he is?"

Donna shook her head and pointed at her throat. "Adam's apple. Apples and cherries don't grow on the same tree. And Aubrey has an Adam's apple."

"We're almost there. I guess we'll find out!"

"Sh! Get under the bush and stay quiet!" Donna whispered, finding a place to hide and observe. They had gotten there just in time to see Aubrey remove his tunic. They wondered why Henry wasn't making a move to undress and was just watching Aubrey- and Aubrey watching back. They saw Aubrey languidly remove his undershirt. "Definitely not a woman." whispered Donna.

"He has very pretty hair." Rolly commented. "Why is he...? Donna, he's touching himself!"

"Yes, I see. So does Henry! Looks like he's enjoying the show too."

"Donna, do you mean they're...?"

"Uh-huh." They watched as Aubrey slipped out of his trousers and seductively swayed his hips. "Wow. You could hang a hat on a woody like that!"

Rolly flushed and tried to stifle a giggle. "Henry looks like he's checking him out. Wish I could hear what they were saying."

"Then they could hear us too."

"Yeah, you're right. Oh, did Henry just grab Aubrey's arse?"

"That's what it looked like to me!"

"Oh, look what Henry's doing now! Johnny holds me like that sometimes. Only, he has to bend down to kiss my neck."

"Oh, now Henry's getting naked!"

"Ouch, I bet getting whipped like that hurt." Rolly winced in sympathy when she saw the marks on Henry's back.

"You think?" remarked Donna. "Rolly, I can't believe it! Aubrey is even harder than he was before!"

"Do you think getting an erection hurts?"

"Well, how should I know?"

"You'd think it would."

"Shush! I'm trying to watch!" Both boys were gloriously naked. In spite of his marred back, Henry had a beautiful, tanned, toned body. Aubrey was graceful and slender with fair skin that was flushed brightly. The two men were now holding hands and looking lovingly at each other as they spoke. Aubrey laughed at something Henry said. Henry took up the soap and led Aubrey into the water with him. They waded out until they were waist deep and Aubrey started washing Henry's back.

"Look how tender Aubrey is with him." Rolly sighed.

"You have to be careful with wounded flesh." Donna reminded her.

"Look at Henry's face! He's enjoying this."

"Pity we can't see their cocks."

"Donna!"

"Sh! They'll hear us."

"Oh, God, Donna, is Aubrey doing what I think he's doing?"

"What do you think he's doing?"

"If I didn't know better, I'd say he's giving Henry the mother of all goosings!"

"You don't know any better." Donna chuckled. "But Henry seems to like it."

"Oh, look what they're doing now! They're not going to...no way!"

"Oh, they're going to, Rolly!"

"Now, I *know* that would hurt!"

"Oh, personal experience?"

"None of your bee's wax, Donna. Aubrey isn't spanking Henry is he?"

"I believe he is. Those chaps better be careful not to get those stitches wet."

"Did you hear that sound Henry just made? My Johnny sounds like that sometimes."

"Uh-huh." Donna wasn't really listening as she watched the two men make love. It was an erotic vision. The two men rocked together with the fluidity of the water they stood in. Both wore expressions of pure ecstasy as they enjoyed the bliss of their union. Their soft moans echoed over the water.

"I-um-I got to-er-go somewhere." said a flustered Rolly. She creeped off into the thickest part of the brush. Donna knew why. She was feeling need for release herself. She lifted the skirt of her jerkin and unlaced her trousers. She put a pair of fingers in to rub her clitoris.

Aubrey gave a sharp cry, signaling his orgasm. Henry turned, took a moment to admire his satiated lover and took the soap. Donna rubbed herself harder as she watched Henry clean his lover while he made love to him. Henry's slow strokes became faster, as did Donna's. She was rubbing herself in time with Henry's thrusts, coming when he did. Donna had gasped and shuddered as the always amazing feeling of orgasm rippled through her. She managed not to cry out, but she worried if her slight thrashing got the boys' attention. It didn't. Donna fingered her wet slit, somewhat regretting that her orgasm was gone as suddenly as it came. *I gotta see if it's as good with a man one of these days.* Donna mused as she did up her trousers.

She found Rolly sitting behind a tree, sweating and panting, but sated. Her skirts were hiked up and her leggings were askew, revealing glistening pubic hair. When she realized Donna was there, she quickly went about repairing her dishabile.

"Hot wasn't it?" asked Donna.

"Oh, yes!" Rolanda said, rising to her feet. "Donna, you realize we can't tell anyone what we saw."

"Of course not. You want the lads to think we're perverts?"

"Well, peeking on boys is rather perverted." Rolanda confessed. "But, that's not what I mean. Donna, do you think Henry got lashed for- for doing what he just did with Aubrey?"

"Rolly, they don't whip sodomites. They burn them alive."

"I was almost burned alive."

"How so?"

"Well, an orphaned girl has to make her way the best way she can. And no, I didn't do it that way that you're thinking of!"

"What way?" Donna said with false innocence as they made their way back to the path.

"It was either the whorehouse or the gaming house. It's legal in Rutlandshire. The Church people hated it, but there wasn't much they bothered to do about it. Anyway, I got a job at the gaming house as a dealer. There was this one bloke there who would not stop flirting with me. I ignored him at first. Then, he got more suggestive. Kept asking me to go into a back ally with him. He was a ratty, smelly fleabag I wanted nothing to do with and I told him so."

"Sort of why I pretended to be a boy when I ran away from home." said Donna. "I didn't want any man to start treating me like a toy."

"Well, Donna, there's one good reason why I can't pose as a boy. No, make that two good reasons." Rolly was much more buxom than Donna was. "I did go that rout when I was younger and got work as a stable boy. Got some unwanted attention there too."

"What of that bloke who flirted with you at the gaming house?

"Well, when he started touching me, I gave him a knee to the cobbles and ran off. The next day, he got together with some fellows who were angry that they lost money gambling with me. They all declared that I was a witch."

"You? A witch?"

"I know. Ridiculous. I couldn't prove that I wasn't one. They couldn't prove I was one, but it was the word of a dozen men against one lowly born woman who gambled for a living."

"Ah." Donna nodded her understanding. "You know what I think, Rolly? I think this whole witchcraft nonsense is just something men thought up to get rid of women who annoyed them."

"Don't tell anyone that, Donna." warned Rolly. "Or you'll be accused of witchcraft."

"So, how come you're not a black charred stump just now?"

"I had two men dragging me to the stake. I managed to knee one in the cobbles and bit the other one. I ran and jumped on the nearest horse and rode off. I was so lucky that horse hadn't been tethered up!"

"Let's see...." Donna ticked off Rolly's misdeeds on her fingers. "You gambled, kicked a man in the happy sac, were accused of witchcraft, escaped custody while injuring the guards, stole a horse and now you're consorting with Little John who is a notorious wolf's head and Robin Hood's right hand man."

"Guilty as charged." said Rolly. "Except for the witchcraft part. Utter nonsense. If I was a witch, why didn't I turn everyone into a frog and fly off on a broomstick?"

"Only a witch would ask that!" Donna laughed. "Is that why you named your horse Broomstick?"

"It's appropriate. I could tell from the scars on Broomstick's flanks that her last owner wasn't very nice to her. She made no attempt to escape me and return to her master, so my theft wasn't so much of a crime, I think. Speaking of which, I need to go take Broomstick and the other horses out to graze."

"And I promised Will I'd go hunting with him today."

"Well, show him a good time and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Rolly gave her friend a knowing smile that told her this wouldn't be much.
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