King Arthur in the Adventures of Cameltoe (Part 1) - Sex Stories

King Arthur in the Adventures of Cameltoe (Part 1)

... about it. Fuckers are always dancing on tables for no good reason. Their legs are unnecessarily hairy too.” “Anyway, what’s your beef with Merlin?” I had a list longer than a fat man’s shopping receipt. “Apart from being a sexpest and an alcoholic, he’s useless. Plus, I’m certain he has something to do with why Guin is... upset” “How so?” “I don’t know exactly, but I‘ll get to bottom of it.” “Poor pun that, Lance.” I hung my head. “Sorry.” “Even if I was to sack him, where would he go? He’d still be around, causing a nuisance. At least I have use of his powers while he is part of my court.” “Powers... when was the last time he did something of note? Go on, tell me.” “Last week, he turned water into wine.” That was Merlin’s way of getting around opening hours at the bar. “Surprise surprise. I mean, when was the last time he manipulated the weather to gain an advantage on the battlefield?” “Been a while... but yesterday he cast a gust of wind to catch a glance up a young girl’s skirt.” “Seriously, Arthur. When was the last time Merlin served the good people of Cameltoe?” “Actually Lance, we’re calling the city Camelot from now on. Rebranding for the new century.” “Camelot..?” I shook my head in disbelief. “It will never catch on.’’ “That’s what I thought.” “Let’s get back to my point about Merlin. I can’t remember the last time he did anything other than fuck you around.” Leaning forward until our noses touched, I eyeballed Arthur. “Do the decent thing and put him out of his misery.” “Lance, please, he’s my friend.” “If you don’t, I will.” I walked away from Arthur, hoping that I had set the ball rolling.