The monkey Sprite
#1 of The Monkey Sprite
Jacob Freeley is feeling brisk this sunny morning in Southeast Asia. He is a bright boy of about fourteen who has always been meek and shy around others but is very ambitious and fascinated with the outside world. So, it was with great excitement that he signed up to study abroad.
After a fond farewell with his family and friends he embarks on a long journey by a very long combination of ship, airship, and rail. He arrives in an old university in a small city in south-east Asia. He looks up in awe at the large building that he was going to spend the next four years of his life. The building had a mostly western look with a bit of east mixed in. The designs are intricate and beautiful. Various engravings of great philosophers and men of knowledge from both continents adorned the door. Well dressed boys scurry about with determined looks on their faces, obviously taking their business very seriously.
"Ah. You must be the new boy!" As he looks at the huge oak door He failed to notice the small bespectacled old man standing two feet away from him. Startled, Oliver backed away. The man smiled.
"Goodness I hope I didn't scare you. I'm Benjamin Crimwell. Student Adviser and official welcome wagon. Please, Please Come this way!" Oliver is quick to comply and hurries after the man, walking at a clip much faster than the norm. Crimwell rambled on about the schools accomplishments and history as the boy fought to catch up. Eventually leaving the campus altogether
"Mr. Crimwell...uh, Sir! Where are we going?" Jacob cautiously asks. The man pauses for just a second before explaining that the dormitories are unfortunately booked full this semester. But that Jacob is going to stay at a local boardinghouse in the town. This is a little unsettling to Jacob as although he wanted dearly to travel and be on his own. He still wanted the structure and security that the dormitories provided. As the man continued to lead the boy onwards rambling on about the pride of the school and country, Jacob was beginning to have second thoughts. Unfortunately there was nothing he could do about it now.
He continues onward looking around seeing locals go about their daily lives. A farmer leading an oxcart, a merchant selling what looks to be spices in a jar, and a carpenter, talking with a couple of workers. All these thoughts are brought to an abrupt end as Jacob walks right into Mr. Crimwell.
"Gosh, I'm really sorry, Sir!" Jacob is quick to apologize. The good-natured man is unruffled.
"Quite all right! Quite all right indeed. Why when I first visited another country I nearly plunged an entire bazaar into chaos!" He chuckles. Jacob smiles and hesitantly laughs.
They are stopped at the boardinghouse that the boy is to spend an indeterminable amount of time in. Mr. Crimwell leads a nervous Jacob into meet the landlords and his housemates. Inside are a middle-aged couple and their three children. A boy of that was about Jacobs size, a girl of about eleven with long hair in a braid, and little girl whose hair was haphazardly strewn to the side. The family greets him warmly and shows him to his room. It is sparsely decorated but had a nice comfy bed, a desk, and the furniture he will need to store and the few belongings he brought with him as well as the many he intends to acquire. After about a half of an hour it was time for Mr. Crimwell to leave.
"Now before I go, I want to give this to you as a welcoming present. He presents Jacob with a small statuette of what looked like a man sitting down meditating, upon further inspection, Jacob would find it odd that the man was so hairy and odd looking but at the moment he was merely stunned at this gift given by someone he had just met, as friendly as the man seemed. Jacob is stunned at the beauty of the object and the generosity that the man was showing.
"Mr. Crimwell I-I cant-" Crimwell interrupts him.
"Nonsense, My boy! This is just a little knick knack to make things a little less bare in that room. Its also said to have spiritual and magical powers! Haha! But really do take it." He says. Jacob is grateful and thanks him heartily as he departs.
A few hours later, after Jacob has set up his things he sits at his bed and examines the figure. It is humanoid in appearance and structure but its face looks a bit odd. Not to mention that the body is covered in hair.
"That's funny I always thought the holy men of this region were bald." Jacob thinks out loud. Despite the odd appearance the statue has a bright, youthful expression.
"Heh. Looks kind of like a monkey. Well goodnight Monkey-man" Jacob yawns and puts out his small lantern. He does not start class until a few days later but he is anxious to explore the campus and the town.
Jacob awakes with a start. He believes he has heard a loud noise and looks around. After seeing nothing out of the ordinary, the boy believes it to be his imagination. He yawns and stretches, and gets up to start the day.
*CRUNCH* "OW!" Jacob feels a sharp pain in the sole of his left foot and looks down to see the shattered remains of the figurine on the ground. He is horrified!
"Oh no! Mr. Crimwell's going to kill me." Jacob has little time to lament as he soon hears a voice right behind him.
"Oh man! I thought I'd be stuck in that damned thing forever! HA!" Startled, Jacob turns around to meet the voice. A voice in the first place was odd as he was facing the locked door. But he does not comprehend what he is looking at now. A young boy was standing proudly in his room. What's more, this boy is not fully human sporting a slightly simian face, a long brown tail, and brown fur covering his body. He was wearing what looked to be baggy hemp shorts, a blue shirt, and loose-fitting shoes. Jacob is stunned.
"Who-w-who are you?!" The monkey boy realizing that he is not alone looks up at the scared boy in front of him. He grins.
"Heck of a greeting, kid. The names Veru and you, my unwitting little friend have just freed me from an annoying little prison I've spent...say...about the last hundred and fifty years or so. Jacob is not convinced.
"You're pulling my leg. This is some kind of elaborate prank isn't it?" He reaches out to pull on the fur that aligned Veru's face, thinking it to be glued on. Suddenly the monkey just appears to be five feet away near the window. He points at Jacob.
"don't touch the fur!" He flicks his finger his finger and a small jolt of electricity jolts Jacob's hand.
"Ouch!" He says and looks at his hand and the monkey's hand.
"How did you do that?" Jacob asks.
"What this?" Veru asks playfully as he zaps him again. He grins and begins to walk toward a wall.
"It's easy. Us demons have always been more spiritual than you mortals." He says matter-of-factly as he walked towards the wall. Not faltering. Jacob was about to say something but Veru merely sets foot on the wall and begins to walk right up like it was nothing.
"Haha-Oh! Still a little stiff." He haunches over and grabs his foot. Hopping down and up on top of the ceiling. He drops down to the floor and takes off his shoe. Flexing his toes and revealing his broad sole. He rotates his foot around his ankle.
"Damn that monk!" He growls.
"Ah well, a few good pranks on the locals should grease up the joints a bit."
"Wait, what?" Jacob's fascination was broken. Veru pounds his chest, proud.
"Oh yeah, I'm the embodiment of mayhem. I mean I'm no god of evil or anything. I merely like to keep things interesting. You know a stolen bag here, a broken axle there. And of course *I'm* nowhere to found."
"Your not gonna do anything around...here. Are you?" Jacob asks. Fearing but knowing the answer. Veru grins.
"And why wouldn't I? Hmmm?" He asks wryly. Jacob gets nervous.
"Because everyone will blame me!" The monkey laughs.
"Awww. I guess I should help a guy out seeing as your new here and all. Hahaha." Veru sneers as he is prepares to jump out the window. Jacob panics.
"Please I'll do anything!" a joint cracks in Veru's foot. He cringes and looks back.
"Anything?" Jacob nods. The Monkey-boy in what could be called a graceful limp plopped right on the human's bed. Jacob is still sitting on the side. Veru is on his side, leaning on his elbow. His head is at the foot of the bed. He flexes his legs a few times.
"Wow being stuck inside that little statue was hell! My joints are killing me! And that's where you come in buddy."
"H-how can I help" Jacob asks. Veru grins. He presents his feet to the boy.
"Take these old shoes off." He orders, wanting to see if Jacob will do it. Jacob scowls but does as he's told grasping an old shoe and pulling it off. Veru again flexes his sole right in front of Jacobs face. It is long wide and flexible, with humanlike soles and fur on the top. There is a strong smell permeating from his foot. It reminds him of the big cheese wheels his uncle liked so much. The foot is slightly dirty but not filthy.
"You gonna take the other one off or just sit there and drool?" Veru barks. Jacob snaps out of it and removes the other shoe. Veru wiggles his toes in the cool morning air.
"Ahhh *crack* ohhh! Alright kiddo my feet are killing me! Give em the old rub down." He says. Jacob is stunned.
"What?" he asks. Veru grins.
"Massage my feet!" Jacob hesitates causing Veru to withdrawal his soles.
"Well if you don't want to I guess I'll have to get back in shape by terrorizing this building!" Veru's ploy works like a charm.
"Wait no! I'll do it!" Jacob grabs Veru's foot into both of his hands. Veru gasps.
"Ouch! Easy kid!" Jacob nods and gets to work. Using both of his thumbs to firmly rub against The sweaty brown feet in his hand. Now that his face is so close the smell is much stronger. Veru enjoys Jacobs slow ministrations.
"Oh yeah. Higher." He coos. Jacob moves closer to Veru's toes and begins to use his fingers to pull and prod at his toes. Jacob hears a few cracks and backs down but Veru stops him.
"Oooh keep going!" Jacob complies and continues to rub against the soft warm soles. The smell ever present was starting to make him feel ill but he was not going to complain. Jacob rubs up and down the entire sole. Hard on the heels. Gentle on the toes. While the monkey relaxes and enjoys the humans effort. Jacob's hands are slick with sweat and a little dirty now.
"Ugh!" He groans for just a second. Veru looks up.
"What was that?" he asks angrily.
"N-nothing sir!" Jacob responds desperate to cover up his transgression. Veru gets an idea to see how far he can take this. He is enjoying the boys servitude.
"You're not enjoying yourself are you?" Veru muses. Jacob is quick to correct him.
"Oh n-no Sir Veru! I enjoy this very much. You have very nice feet!" Jacob was lying but he did not want to anger his guest. Veru chuckles.
"Do you like the smell?" Jacob hesitates but quickly composes himself.
"Oh of course." Jacob nods. He quickly moves his face very close to the foot he is working on and inhales deeply. Veru is extremely amused at this.
"That's enough. Get to work on the other foot and breath deep. I have a reward in store for you." Jacob takes the other smelly sole and holds it close to his face feigning enjoyment. He again rubs it zealously and really takes his time with the toes and balls. The rough warm skin is very slick to the touch from the sweat but he can still feel the dirt. Jacob is beginning to get woozy from the sent but remains firm in his servitude. Veru snaps his fingers.
"Enough! Now since you've worked so hard, I think I shall reward you with the honor of cleaning my feet." Jacob does not think this so bad.
"Alright I'll be back with a pail." Veru stops him.
"Hold it. Water is for drinking. Tongues are for cleaning! And after rubbing my feet for so long, your mouth must be watering." Veru says, curious to see if the boy will do it. Horrified at the thought. The boy nonetheless kneels back in front of Veru's soles. He takes a foot in his hands and slowly brings his face forward. The smell getting stronger until Jacob could feel the monkeyboy's warm sole on his nose and then his lips. The smell is overwhelming now and he can barely hold back a gag. Slowly Jacob releases his tongue and slides it across the dirty sweaty sole. Veru is both amused and pleased. Jacob licks firm full licks across the broad sole of the monkey, collecting the dirt and sweat, swallowing, then repeating the process. By now he can no longer hide his disgust and coughs periodically. Veru does not seem to mind and actually enjoys it the most this way. He begins to rub his other, still nasty foot over the boy's nose. Jacob continues to lick and worship the sweaty foot and licks between Veru's toes, eating a very high dosage of toe-jam. After sucking each toe Veru switches feet. The warm sweat in his mouth was making it hard to clean his sole. Jacob had to swallow a few times and salivate to clean the monkeys foot. Veru laughs.
"Oh yeah. I have you drooling now." Jacob continues to lick and suck eating more warm sweaty dirt and oily toe-jam. Jacob fears everything will taste sour for a month. Jacob is so caught up in his work however that he does not notice Veru playing with himself. As Jacob worships Veru's toes, Veru's masturbation becomes more frenzied.
Finally Jacob finishes. He looks up and waits for Veru's verdict. Not bothering to swallow the last bit of toe-jam in his mouth. Veru is breathing hard and looking down at Jacob.
"Good job kid. *Huff huff* I feel a whole lot better. Now for you true reward. Open your mouth." Jacob does as he's told expecting his feet again. The monkey jumps to his feet. Right in front of the still kneeling boy and pulls out his cock. Jacob is shocked. Too shocked to close his mouth. Veru jacks off a few more times and cums hard directly onto the boys tongue. He grabs Jacobs mouth and holds his head firm.
"Don't spit and Don't swallow" He commands. The monkey keeps cumming and the hot load just overflows the poor boys mouth. Jacob cannot believe that this is happening. Veru's wipe his forehead.
"Phew. Been pent up for too long!" He looks down at the boy, struggling to keep the jizz in his mouth.
"Hold it for twenty seconds!" Jacob does as he's told, the bitter taste partially replacing the taste of foot in his mouth.
"...Aaand swallow!" Veru says.
*Gulp* *gasp* Jacob is on his hands and knees breathing hard. His face is to the ground. Veru puts his foot on the back of Jacob's head.
"Well I'm outta hear, Kid. I'll keep my distance with the pranks but I'll be back. Kay?" Jacob nods. Not knowing what to think. Veru puts his shoes back on and heads for the window but stops.
"Oh yeah! Whats your name?" Veru asks.
"Jacob." he replies. Veru waves.
"See you tonight Jakey!" And with that Veru jumps out of the window. Jacob looks out but sees nothing.