Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2000 16:20:35 EST
From: Tommyhawk1@aol.com
Subject: Re: Secret of the Turtle Men, Chapter 11

		   SECRET OF THE TURTLE MEN, CHAPTER 11
			 "Jethro in the Barracks"
			   By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM

     If Pavel was happy to see Jethro, Jethro seemed appalled to see Pavel.
"Pavel!" he exclaimed.
     "Hey, don't stop!" protested the guard he was fucking, a huge,
black-haired dark-skinned hunk.  "Come on, get that vibrating pud of yours
back in gear.  Damn, I haven't felt anything this good in a long, long
time!"
     "I'm not done with you either." the other guard, who was as blond as
Jethro but much, much bigger in bulk and who was fucking Jethro, said.  "So
you can wait to speak to your friend."
     Jethro returned his attentions to his sex partners, and the guard he
was fucking, another one of these enormous-framed hulks, raised his head,
closed his eyes and moaned appreciatively.
     "Man, I got to try that when you're done." another guard, watching
them with interest, said.
     "Why don't you take the new guy?" the guard fucking Jethro suggested.
     "Think he's any good?" the watching guard said, eyeing him.
     "Go ahead and try him out." one of the guards with Pavel said.  "Lebet
and I tried him out, and he gets really worked up once you get it into
him."
     "Don't mind if I do." the guard said.  "These two are taking forever."
     "Hell, you don't rush a fuck as good as this one, with a vibrating
ass.  You just kind of enjoy the ride.." the guard fucking Jethro said
without rancor.  "You'll get your chance at him sooner or later.  Neither
of these two are going anywhere for a while.  Let the damned soak-pit wait
for them, 'til we get tired of having them in the barracks with us."
     "Soak-pit?" Pavel asked as the guard walked up to him.  This guard was
as massive in bulk as the rest of them.  His hair was light brown, his eyes
were steel-gray in color, his face was a chiseled block of alabaster-fair
skin with a prominent jaw and cheekbones forming rectangles on either side
of his almost-small mouth.  His nose, too, seemed tiny and out of place on
that huge face.  This nose would have been normal-sized on anyone else, but
it was dwarfed by its surroundings.  Only the eyes were of the same scale
on this man, and his eyebrows were a thick shelf of hair at the bottom of
his forehead.  Nice-looking, if one overlooked the mismatched scale of his
features.  Pavel managed a smile at his erstwhile lover; he was resigned to
being a sex-toy for a time--it wasn't the most uncommon sort of fate on
Desire, after all--and with all these huge hunks to play with, he could
think of worse ways to spend his time.  Like the soak-pits.  Those sounded
nasty.
     "Come sit on my prick and I'll tell you all about it." the guard moved
to a large, lounging-type chair and sitting in it, was able to sprawl his
huge tree-trunk legs, splaying them out over a huge amount of floor area.
"Hell, if you're any good, I'll even give you and your friend some
suggestions on how to make the most of the soak-pits.  Do you need any
shereval oil?"
     "I used plenty on him just a short time ago." Lebet said.  "My entire
container, in fact.  Didn't want the new guy bleeding like I'd skewered him
instead of giving him a ride.  He can handle your tiny pud."
     "I wouldn't call it tiny." Pavel said as this new guard pulled out his
prong. It was over a foot long and probably five inches around its massive
girth.  The cockhead looked like a small apple stuck stem-down into the
cockshaft.  "They sure raise you guards up to be big.  I never saw so many
big men in my life as there are in this room.  I'm no little guy and
neither is Jethro, but every one of you guards make us look small."
     "Some of us are born this size.  The Masters take us at birth, and our
fathers are glad to give us over to them.  Our fathers come visit us all
the time; we weren't abandoned or anything." the guard volunteered as Pavel
again shed his clothing, this time removing it entirely; it was a hindrance
in this locale.  The guard smiled as he gazed upon Pavel's revealed, sleek
form.  "Nice body.  You could build that up into a big man if you worked on
it like we did."
     "My father is big." Pavel agreed as he stood nude in this room of
darkly-uniformed men.  "I will build my body and be the same, when my
travels are over."
     "Oh, you're not going anywhere." the guard said.  "Come on, sit on
this.  I'm getting more turned on by the moment."
     Pavel got onto the chair; found there was just room on either side of
the guard's hips for him to place his knees, and thus straddling the guard,
he grasped the prick behind him and guided it to his thoroughly ravaged and
opened butthole.
     His ass was still heavily greased, distended and relaxed from his
recent butt-pummeling by the other guard, and so this huge cock slipped in
with only minimal discomfort.
     Pavel groaned and closed his eyes.  Ever since entering this valley,
he had been almost demented, wanting non-stop sex.  Even this arrogant
treatment of him felt so good, the way this massive pud was slid up his
ass, impaling him utterly, it just felt so good!  That shereval oil must be
something special, he should have been ripped, bleeding and in agony;
instead, he just enjoyed the ride.  "What's your name?" he asked the guard
he was riding.
     "Revi." the guard gasped as Pavel began to bounce on him, sending his
prong deep into Pavel's body with every landing.  "Agh, Omin and Lebet were
right, you get into this once it's inside you, don't you?"
     "Sure, why not?" Pavel grinned down at the big man.  The face was
squinched up in pleasure, the cock was hard and pulsing in his ass, like
the guard was jerking his cock back and forth with the muscles at its base,
it was almost slapping Pavel's prostate as Pavel rode the huge whanger, and
to add to his pleasure, Revi wrapped his huge fist around Pavel's cock and
whomped him hard, almost painfully so.
     "Come on, Worm, let's see you splatter your wad all over me." Revi
gasped out as Pavel rewarded his attentions by speeding up his own
thrashing ride on Revi's dong.  "Ah, yes, come on, milk my man-sausage
absolutely fucking dry.  You are one hungry cock-puppy, and I've got a lot
of jizz for a hungry little stud like you, come on, milk it with your ass,
fucking milk it!"
     Pavel sobbed in frustrated joy and tried his best, clenching his
distended ass around Pevi's prod and clinging to it tightly, and Revi
groaned a loud, lusty moan of passion, and now his hand was a blur on
Pavel's pud, Pavel was being overwhelmed by his desire, he was sweating
profusely, his entire body was covered with his sweat of exertion, and he
looked over at Jethro to see that Jethro had taken on a third guard,
sucking this horny man's cock, and Jethro's pale white body was wrapped
around on three sides with black-clad uniformed minions of the Angels, all
of them huge enough to dwarf their pale playmate, and Pavel looked back to
his own groaning lover covered in night-colored cloth decorated with stars
of metal and nebulae of colored patches, the face a supernova with the
appearance of a face gentle with passion playing over it, the guard's hand
was a mauling assassin on his own prick, and Pavel's world was a roar of
lust-filled voices, for Jethro's lovers were reaching their peak at last,
and Pavel's ears were filled with the explosive tones of men's voices
wracked with ejaculations, his cosmos was filled with gutteral grunts and
louder Oh's of lust given wing, and Pavel's ears drowned out all this with
the roar of his own blood pounding in his veins, he was riding the crest of
crashing passion himself, he vented his own need full-throated, and gave
the guard Revi what he had asked for, he covered this huge black-garmented
guard with white comets of sperm-packets that landed at his throat clasped
tightly by the collar all around, landed on both ample breasts and gave a
comma of pause to some odd writing on Revi's right breast--Angel's
writing?--sperm that doused his unaccented abdomen with its own emphatic
statement.
     Revi seemed almost dazed by this explosion out of Pavel, he watched it
all in wide-eyed awe, and then, as Pavel finished to a few dribbles out of
his cock that oozed on Revi's hand, Revi suddenly spasmed in his own
orgasm, and Pavel's ass was inundated by a huge flood that exploded out of
Revi like a volcano, it flew deeply into Pavel and sizzled in his insides,
only to cool and ooze back out like lava down the volcano's flanks, out of
Pavel's ass and down the massive tool of Revi, and Pavel sat there, drained
and dazzled by the sparkles still flashing inside his own eyeballs, looking
down at Revi's equally spent form, the way the small face now seemed so
very appropriate for Revi.
     "Damn it, you wore him out, Revi!" complained one of the other guards
waiting.  "I wanted him next!"
     "Just give me a moment." Pavel gasped out.  "Let me catch my breath,
then you can do me."
     The guards chuckled in unison at this proclamation.  "Oh, we'll do
you." one of them promised.  "It's what you're here for.  We'll keep you as
long as we feel like it, and then we'll throw you in the soak-pits."
     "Yeah, what are the soak-pits?" Pavel asked.
     "It's where we put the Worms." one of the guards said.
     "I've heard of it." Jethro said dolefully.  "They put you in this
gigantic steaming pit of muck and you just stay there for hours on end and
it sweats your strength right out of you.  They have to haul you out by the
end of your shift in the pit, and feed you water and food and you're lucky
if you're still conscious.  One day in the soak-pit, and one day off to
recover, and you're exhausted all the time.  The lucky ones are examined by
the Angels who come to visit and chosen for other tasks, so you're also
trying to impress the Angels while you're in that morass of energy-draining
slime.  Why else do you think I'm entertaining these guards as well as I
can?  We stay with them as long as we can, we've got a year before we can
even talk to the Tribunal.  I was just holding on and hoping you or the
others would come up with something."
     "Well, I have, I hope." Pavel said.  "I have one of the Turtle Men
taking my case to the Tribunal.  I don't think these Angels are the same
group as the ones in our valley, but I'm also here as an emissary of the
Ifriti, I've made a bargain with them that I hope the Angels will agree to
as well.  If so, the problems of both Facilitata and Connobar will be
solved once and for all.  It'll take our freedom to set it up, so we get
free at the same time.  I hope to hold out a rescue party for Jassem from
the Djinni and a search party for Aram while I'm at it."
     "I hope you're right." Jethro said.  "How long before we find out?"
     "Pelen said it would take several hours, and until then, to just do
what we were told and wait.  He promised not to forget about me, and do
what he could."
     "Pretty strong promise for a Turtle Man to make with an outsider." one
of the guards sneered.  All of them had been openly listening to their
exchange.  "Sure he wasn't lying just to get rid of you?"
     "I'm sure." Pavel said, and the guards laughed.
     "Well, if the Tribunal is going to come get you soon, we'd better
enjoy you while we can, hadn't we?"
     Pavel wiped his face with his hand.  "Well...all right." he said.
     And new guards stepped in to take him.
     Endure and wait for Pelen.  It was now his only hope.  That or to keep
these guards smiling.
     The soak-pits waited for him if he failed in that task!

				  THE END