Date: Sun, 11 Apr 2021 06:43:48 -0400
From: Achilles Patroclus <apatroclus1990@gmail.com>
Subject: Bronze Age Cock Brothers Part 4 (gay/historical/authoritarian)

BRONZE AGE COCK BROTHERS Part 4

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THE PLEASURES OF KUMMOK

When Dak disappeared behind the statue with the High Commander and the
two guards, Kor was overcome with a boyish curiosity. He summoned his
two bitches, Koru and Koruta, to watch Kumannu. He climbed the
pedestal, some three feet tall, in an ungainly way and seemed
oblivious that he was giving the warriors in the square a
cock-stiffening view of his muscular ass and his cunt. Then, crouching
down on his forearms, his ass sticking up behind him like a heedless
boy, he peered through the legs of Kummok--sculpted in a wide,
aggressive stance--and tried to see into the dark little opening.

He heard the unmistakable sounds of men fucking and without thinking
began masturbating himself in view of everybody. And then just as
suddenly as he started, he stopped when Dak came through the door,
obviously blinded by the bright sunlight after the gloom of the little
chamber. But Kor could see that his face and chest were flushed, as
they always were after he made his seed. His great cock was stiff as
well, and Kor quickly noticed the wet, whitish streaks on his inner
thighs. He leapt down from the pedestal, his big cock hard and
swinging to the amusement of the warriors, and hoped Dak hadn't
noticed.

"There you are, bitch," Dak said as Kor went up to him. But before he
could give his orders, the High Commander emerged from the room, the
two guards close behind him. He was completely naked still, his
immense cock erect from the hard fucking he'd given Dak. The warriors
almost gasped, it was so rare to see a high-born man like him with his
cock exposed in public.

Dak, though, knew exactly why he was being so shameless. The High
Commander was letting every warrior know what had just happened in the
little chamber. And to drive it home, he put his hand on Dak's neck as
he spoke to him. And then, an even greater humiliation for the proud
Commander, he rested it on his ass. As though, Dak thought with anger,
I'm his goddam fucking cunt-whore.

"You're not done yet, Commander," the High Commander was saying.
"You're forgetting the offering to Kummok. The King wants it done the
ancient way, in the high temple." He was referring to the temple of
Kummok at the summit of the city, next to the King's palace. "Your
fucking bitch here," he nodded at Kor, "can relay any orders you have.
You need to be on your way. The Bull is waiting for you." The guards
now moved in on either side of Dak, who hastily gave his orders to
Kor. Bending low to kiss first the High Commander's and then Dak's
cockhead, Kor turned to the warriors as Dak reluctantly went with the
guards.

Kor was in very high spirits now, his cock as hard as it ever got,
just from knowing that Dak's cunt had been fucked by the High
Commander himself. The warriors could tell how happy he was by the
arrogant way he stood, the steep angle of his erect cock, and the
self-satisfied smile on his lips as he boomed out the orders to the
men with his deep, hoarse voice.

"Listen to me, you goddam cocksucking fuck-whores!" The warriors
responded with a shout of laughter and bright smiles. "You have until
Father Sun kisses the piss-hole of the Great Cock," meaning the
enormous stone phallus at the very top of the citadel. "You can fuck
as many boys as you can afford until then. You can fuck each other! By
the balls of Kummok, you can go fuck your own father for all I care,
you filthy whores!" There was another shout of laughter. "Not that
many of you know the fucking cock that made you, you boy-fucking
bastards!" More laughter, even louder. "Leave your swords and pikes
with my bitches. Even you cocksuckers won't need more than a dagger if
you end up fucking the wrong boy." With a broad sweep of his
beautifully muscled arm, he dismissed them.

As the warriors piled up their unneeded weapons at the feet of Koru
and Koruta, their master told them to return to the barracks with
their special prisoner Kumannu. "Listen," he said, more quietly now,
to the handsome warriors that served as his bitches and relief for his
cock. "Take this cunt with you, and make him embrace the Boar." Koru
and Koruta smiled broadly along with Kor. The "Boar" was a favorite
way of punishing boys and disobedient slaves. "Take that fucking shame
out of his cunt and piss in him to give him a little relief." They
laughed. "And then let the warriors' boys use their cocks on him."

He turned to Kumannu and grasped him by the chin, looking arrogantly
at him with a mocking little smile. "Don't worry, my handsome
fuck-whore. Half of them aren't even making seed yet, so your pussy
won't be as sloppy as when real warriors were fucking it." He released
his hold with a sharp jerk. But Kumannu never lost his defiant look.

Struggling to shoulder the sword-belts, carry the pikes and push their
prisoner along, Kor's bitches, laughing and joking as always,
descended back into the square and shoved their way through the crowd
of men and boys--still eager to torment the handsome captive as he
walked bent at the waist and bow-legged because of the "shame" slowly
and agonizingly raping his cunt.

KOR (DAKU)

The warriors scattered through the crowd with loud shouts and
animal-like howls, their blood up. Kor smiled as he watched them for a
moment and then jumped down from the platform, heading back to the
center of the square. The crowd instinctively parted for him. For one
thing, like Dak, he stood taller than most men, but also, with his
shock of black hair, standing up in short bristles like a horse's
crest, and powerful, supple muscles, he seemed like a dangerous
animal.

His goal was the great fountain in the middle of the square, the
Fountain of the Twins, it was called. The twin gods Boru and Toru,
sons of Kummok, were depicted greater than life-size, back to back,
watching over the city from both directions. Or, as the warriors would
say, "guarding each other's cunts." Like all the statues of the gods,
they were shown as handsome, muscular young men, their cocks hard and
prominent. Artisans from the east had cleverly built the fountain so
that fresh, clean water jetted out from the twin gods' piss-holes and
collected in a large basin around the base of the statue.

Kor climbed up on the little wall that ringed the basin and began
scanning the crowd for his cousin and his boys. It was then he felt a
hand on his ass, gently stroking it. He looked down and saw two youths
of the city, with a wealthy father, judging by the quality of their
short loin-cloths. The one touching him was, he judged, about three or
four summers younger than Kor's twenty. He was very handsome, his hair
dark, parted in the middle and worn longish. He had a good body,
beautiful muscles, though not as developed as Kor's. His companion,
watching his friend stroke Kor's ass and saying something softly to
him, was also a very attractive boy.

Kor smiled at them and then leapt down, facing the one close enough
that his cockhead touched the young man's loin-cloth. He had been
thinking that he wanted money for the whore-house but didn't want to
go all the way to the barracks to fetch it. Here was a good
opportunity. In his crude warrior way, he grabbed the youth's hand and
guided it between his legs and under his balls.

He smiled arrogantly at the boy, looking directly into his eyes as he
felt his fingertip touch his asshole. "You want to fuck my cunt?" The
young man gave a little, gasping laugh, flushing red in his face.
"I...uh, yes!"

Kor pulled the hand away and stood back a pace. "How much?" He was
suddenly business and stood with his hips thrust out to show off his
hard cock, his arms flexed out to his sides to display his muscular
body. The youth stammered again and hastily started digging in the
little purse that hung from his loin-cloth. Without looking he pulled
out a silver coin. Kor smiled broadly when he saw it, and then looked
back up at him. "You can fucking do whatever you want to my goddam
body for that much." He took it from him and stuffed it into his
dagger scabbard. "Come on."

He grabbed the boy by the wrist and led him through the crowd to a
small alley that opened onto the square. The other youth followed
closely behind, hardly believing their good luck in finding a warrior
needing money.

When they were a few paces into the alley, Kor turned around and went
down on his haunches. "What? Here?" the youth stammered, not used to
the warriors' shamelessness. Kor didn't answer but just reached up to
pull the loin-cloth down, releasing the achingly hard erection.
Without hesitation he sucked the head and then took all of it in,
moving faster and faster until the youth's male instinct took over and
he began fucking the warrior's mouth.

Looking down at the bronzed, solid muscle of the warrior, his handsome
face focused on the cock fucking his mouth, his own cock sticking out
between his legs and jerking with lust, the young man felt his balls
tightening, his seed ready to shoot out. Kor sensed it, too, and
abruptly stopped. Still squatting, he looked up at the panting boy.

"How do you want my cunt? Down in the dirt on hands and knees like a
fucking dog? Or do you city boys like it better when your bitch is
standing?"

By now a few men, their cocks visibly erect in their loin-cloths, and
a few naked boys were gathered at a safe distance to watch the Dog
Warrior whore himself out.

The young man's lust was almost out of control by now. Breathing
heavily, he made a gesture with his hand toward the ground. "In the
dirt, like a dog," he echoed Kor.

Instantly, Kor turned around, went down onto his forearms, his head
almost on the dirt of the alley, spread his legs very wide and arched
his back. The sight of the muscular warriors ass presented like that,
so obscenely showing his cunt and his manhood, had the young man
spitting into his hand and slapping the lubricant on the waiting hole.

"Come on," Kor goaded him, "fuck my goddam cunt, boy!" He felt the
slippery cockhead on his hole and then the pain of his ass-ring being
stretched open as the youth's cock penetrated him. Kor only made a
soft grunt. The first poke is always a little painful, after all. Then
he immediately began fucking himself on the cock, causing the handsome
boy to fuck him faster.

He soon felt the boy's sweaty chest on his back when he lowered
himself on the warrior, holding on to his massive shoulders. Then on
the side of his face, right over the cheek bone, his tongue, licking
him hard as fuck-lust consumed him. "Your fucking cunt," the boy said
incoherently as his hips worked furiously to drive his cock into Kor's
smooth, clutching asshole.

Kor awkwardly reached a hand between his legs to stroke the boy's
balls. They were drawn up tight. "Give me your fucking man-seed, boy!
Fuck it into my fucking cunt!"

As he knew they would, this filthy gesture and the coarse talk made
the boy lose control of his own cock, suddenly jerking inside the
tight warrior cunt and spitting its seed. A seemingly endless amount
of cum began filling Kor, who never stopped fucking himself back on
the youth until he finally finished making his seed.

MARU ("MAR'S BITCH")

When Kor released the warriors, his lover Maru quickly made his way to
the outskirts of the crowded square, intent on reaching a dwelling
high above the market place near the summit of Kummok. He ignored the
lustful stares of the young men and boys gazing on his beautifully
muscled, hulking frame, and the magnificent cock that jutted out from
his groin.

"Blue eyes! Come suck my cock!"

"Fuck me, you handsome fucker! My cunt is yours!"

Other equally raucous shouts followed him, but he pushed on until he
reached one of the few streets that led to the higher reaches of the
city. There the crowds thinned out quickly, until there were only a
few youths or slaves idling here and there outside the dwellings of
the wealthy.

When he was only a level or so below his destination, where the street
narrowed as it climbed fairly steeply, one group caught his eye. Three
boys, the two youngest not even old enough yet for a loin-cloth, stood
in a narrow alcove in the wall lining the street. It was a simple
shrine to Kummok, consisting of a large stone cock in full erection
with two large, round balls over a small niche for offerings. The
oldest of the boys was perhaps eight or seven summers younger than
Maru, the other two younger still. But they all had beautiful faces
and strong, supple bodies, especially considering their age.

Maru was particularly aroused by the youngest of the three, something
that would not have surprised Kor or any of the warriors. He saw that
they eyed him warily, and so he acted as if he hadn't noticed them at
all and pretended that he was going to keep walking. Then, when he was
almost beyond them, he struck, quick and accurate like a panther. He
grabbed the youngest boy by the wrist and held him fast, while the
other two fled like startled deer.

The warrior quickly had the boy under his control, pulling him up
against his body, his chest on the boy's back, and his cock pressed up
against the round, little ass-cheeks. His left arm held the boy
lightly but securely around the neck--the boy's head just barely
reached Maru's collar bone--while the warrior spread his legs wide to
prevent being kicked. Now that he'd trapped his prey, his thick chest
mashing against the boy's back and neck, he used his right hand to
take advantage of his helpless captive.

He rubbed his hand down the boy's front side, his head leaning over
the struggling lad's shoulder as he tried to kiss him. He's already
got some good muscle on him, he thought, as he rubbed the boy's chest
and tit-nubs. Then he quickly reached down to the hairless cock and
balls and groped them intensely, fondling his balls and then pulling
on his cock. The boy tried to move his groin backwards out of reach,
but he was helpless against the towering, muscular warrior.

"You've got a nice dick, boy! Now come on, get hard for me, little
cunt!" He continued to masturbate and fondle him. The boy was
grunting, his head sharply turned to the left to avoid Maru's mouth
and tongue. "No, no," he said breathlessly, trying to pry the thick
forearm from his neck.

"It doesn't matter," Maru said with a laugh and reached under the boy
to stroke his taint. "It's your fucking pussy I want anyway." Now the
boy's struggles became even wilder. "No!" he shouted, suddenly
prepared to scream.

Maru laughed heartily as his finger touched the tightly puckered hole
and forced its way in, even though the boy closed his thighs together
as much as he could. "Such a fucking tight pussy! How many cocks have
used it already, little cunt? Those other boys? They fuck your pussy,
don't they?" He was laughing between every phrase, never relenting, no
matter how hard the boy writhed and twisted.

"No, lord!" the boy shouted. "No one fucks me! Let me go!"

Maru took advantage of the boy when he answered by suddenly removing
his hand and bringing it up to grasp him by the jaw. At last he was
able to get his mouth on the boy's. The boy, startled by the sensation
and amazed at how much bigger the warrior's mouth seemed compared to
his, uttered a muffled wail when he felt Maru's thick tongue
penetrating his mouth. The warrior grunted loudly into the boy's
mouth, humping his cock on the boy's backside with every growl.

The boy could feel the hot, sweaty hardness of the warrior's cock on
his lower back, already fucking him even if it wasn't penetrating him.
He became almost dazed by what was happening and stopped struggling
for a moment. Then the warrior's hand was suddenly on his ass and
pushing his ass-cheeks apart. His hips jerked forward sharply, but the
Dog Warrior was far too strong for him to escape.

Then he let out a bellowing scream. Maru had sucked his fingers,
coating them with his spittle, and roughly poked them into the boy's
virgin cunt. "I'm going to fuck your pussy, boy! You know you fucking
want it!"

The boy gasped and barely struggled as Maru raped his asshole with his
fingers. But when the enormous cockhead pushed into him violently, he
let out a blood-curdling scream. "Help!" he shouted over and over.
Maru laughed briefly but held him firmly by the hips with both hands.

The cries for help brought a neighbor to his door, though. A
well-built young man of the city, completely naked and half-hard,
appeared in the narrow doorway opposite the warrior and his boy. He'd
obviously been interrupted during a late-morning fuck because a young
slave-boy, naked of course, his smooth cock at full erection, appeared
behind his master, peering around him shyly.

Maru gave the young man a look like a beast guarding its prey. And the
youth knew better than to interfere. He laughed instead and said,
"Enjoy his cunt, brother! He's a spoiled little fuck." And with that
he turned and disappeared with his slave-boy.

The warrior's cock was less than half-way in, and by the way the boy
was clenching down on him, he knew it would be too much trouble to try
more. So he contented himself with fucking him as deep as he could and
swore loudly when the tight, clutching cunt made him cum. He pushed
the boy away, fell back against the wall and masturbated the rest of
his seed out. The boy rubbed his smarting asshole for a moment and
then ran off, crying for his father.

Maru smiled to himself and turned to the little shrine, gave the stone
cock a long kiss and uttered his prayer. "Thank you, great Kummok, for
sending my cock such a sweet cunt." Then he continued on his way as if
nothing much had happened.

KOR (DAKU)

Kor didn't bother to wash, or even wipe the cum off himself, when the
young man was finished with him. He simply got up and pushed through
the small crowd of onlookers, now with their cocks out and
masturbating, and headed back into the square, intent on his goal.

He finally found his cousin not far from the barracks, hemmed in with
several other wagons, busy selling his produce. His four boys were all
near him, the two oldest looked strikingly like their handsome father.
And like him, they wore the skimpy triangle of cloth to cover
themselves, if only barely. The younger two were playing some game
with a pomegranate and laughing.

His cousin, Attu, was negotiating with a man of the city when Kor came
up to him and, ignoring the stranger, gave him a wet kiss, his lips
and tongue all over his cousin's mouth while his hand went to his cock
to fondle and stroke him. "Let's go, brother," Kor said breaking off
the kiss but not letting go of his cock. "All four of you."

The stranger was smiling and shaking his head a little, thinking,
These fucking Dogs are like wild animals--better to leave than suffer
his anger. "My customer," Attu said with a laugh, watching him depart.

Kor didn't even notice. "I have money, brother. I can pay you whatever
you lost. But I want all you fucking cunts in a bed with me, over at
The Spurting Cock." He spoke of a well-known and very large
tavern-whorehouse near the city gate.

His cousin was reluctant to leave his goods and wagon unattended. So
it was finally arranged to have the second oldest boy remain to keep
watch. He could join them later when one of his brothers came to
relieve him.

Once inside "The Spurting Cock," Kor insisted on buying wine for all
of them. "Even the little cunt," he insisted, when Attu suggested he
was too young, especially for "Pig's Blood," the cheapest but most
potent wine they offered.

Kor and Attu were side by side at the bar, kissing and laughing as
they drank. Soon the oldest boy untied his father's loin-cloth and
began openly petting and fondling the cock that made him. The two
younger boys were fascinated by the warrior's sun-bronzed, muscular
body. As he began to feel the wine more and more, Kor became
increasingly coarse.

The youngest boy, who only came up to Kor's tit-nub, was once again
playing with the warrior's large balls. "You want my fucking seed,
little cunt?" Kor said, smiling down at him. "Then you should suck on
my cock, get it ready for that little cunt of yours." Attu laughed
with him.

"We were sucking man-cock at his age, weren't we, brother?" his cousin said.

"We did more than that," Kor agreed, taking a large swig of wine. "We
were fucking each other in the cunt!" The boys laughed because the two
men laughed so loud.

The other boy was in back of him repeatedly running a hand up and down
the strapping warrior's ass-cheek and thigh. Kor looked back at him.
"What are you after, you fucking little whore?" he said with a smile.
Then he lifted his leg up awkwardly to the side. "You want to see a
warrior's pussy?" Attu laughed heartily at the crass word.

The boy giggled. "It's wet and sticky, lord," he said still laughing
as he hesitantly put a finger on the tightly puckered asshole.

Kor looked at Attu as he said with a cynical smile, "It's because I
just got my cunt fucked, little whore. That's his fucking cum you
feel, boy." Attu understood now how his cousin could be so generous
and gave him a warm smile, making his very handsome face even more
arousing to the warrior.

With a final swig, Kor slammed the earthenware cup down on the bar.
"Let's go now, you fucking cunts! It's time to fuck!"

He led them up a narrow staircase off to the side of the bar that led
upstairs to the rooms. Kor looked in the dim little chambers on either
side of the confined passageway rather than summoning a slave to tell
him which was theirs. (He hadn't paid attention when he was told
earlier, lost in lust for his cousin as he was.) The first four rooms
were occupied, mostly by his own warriors. Usually it was two warriors
on one boy, but in the fourth room the whore-boy was just watching the
two warriors fuck. Kor laughed at the sight. "Fuck his pussy,
brother!" They smiled when they recognized Kor.

Finally there was an unoccupied room with a large bed. Kor flopped
down on his back, his large cock already completely hard, and pulled
his knees up to his chest. The oldest boy quickly climbed up on the
bed and got his mouth on the warrior's cunt, licking and pushing
against it with his tongue until he penetrated the tight hole and
tasted the cum inside.

Attu went down on all fours next to Kor, pushing his head between the
warrior's legs to suck his cock. The youngest mirrored his father's
position on the other side of Kor. His father pulled off the thick,
leaking cockhead to allow his boy to suck it for a while. He knew the
lad was just as eager as he was to taste the warrior's mighty cock,
even if he couldn't take it as deep as his father did. Kor swore
loudly when the boy's mouth closed around his cock and only noticed
the remaining boy after a few moments. He was still standing by the
bed, watching.

"What are you waiting for, you fucking bitch? Get your goddam mouth on
your papa's pussy, boy. Get him good and wet for my fucking cock!" Kor
reached out, trying to grab his wrist, but the boy, now that he knew
what he was supposed to do, obeyed the command eagerly enough.

In fact, the boys were almost more shameless than the men. After all,
they had shared their father's bed for years and knew all his lovers.
They had watched him fuck other young men and joined in sometimes,
whenever their father commanded. It was a rare sight, though, to see
him being fucked, and it was even more aroused and unashamed than
usual.

With all the pleasure he was feeling, the handsome warrior was soon
ready for what he really wanted. He pulled Attu by the hair to get him
off his cock. "Get your fucking cunt on it, you goddam whore!" Attu,
his face flushed with lust for his cousin, got up, straddled the
muscular body and, while his three boys watched, lowered himself on
it. The oldest boy held Kor's cock and guided it in, not resisting the
urge to lick the thick shaft.

"Kummok's cock-fucked mouth!" Kor blasphemed. "Your fucking cunt! Your
goddam fucking pussy!" He groaned and writhed a little as he
penetrated Attu completely. The oldest boy stayed where he was between
Kor's outstretched legs, playing with the warrior's balls and, after a
moment, poking a finger into his asshole, fucking him with it
steadily. Kor growled at the second youngest, "Suck his fucking cock,
you little whore! His cunt is better when he gets his cock sucked."

The youngest, kneeling beside them, didn't have much experience and
was hesitating. Kor eventually noticed him and reached up to pull him
by the back of his neck down to his chest. "Suck my tits, boy. Lick
them good and maybe I'll fuck your pussy for you."

Kor lay there in bliss as his beautiful cousin bounced up and down on
him with a loud smacking sound, fucking himself steadily, while his
boys stimulated and aroused his body. All that was lacking, he
thought, was a big cock for him to suck on. And then he briefly
thought of Dak, missing the feeling of the Commander's long, thick
cock ravaging his cunt.

(TO BE CONTINUED!)

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