Date: Sat, 11 Jun 2022 15:04:04 -0400
From: Achilles Patroclus <apatroclus1990@gmail.com>
Subject: Bronze Age Cock Brothers Part 6 (gay/historical/authoritarian)

BRONZE AGE COCK BROTHERS Part 6


(Sorry this took so long, y'all! I had to ride Z's ass to get it done.
Now we're all back home it's a lot easier. We should get more of these
out faster next time. Hope y'all like it! And thanks for all the emails,
y'all! I always write back, so don't be shy. Me and my Marine buddy Z
are writing this together. I mean he does the writing and I tell him all
my fucking nasty ideas, and he throws in a lot, too. I really hope you
like it. It's total FICTION, I mean made up by us. Not from real life
like the stories about my family. Plus it happened a long time ago, back
in the Bronze Age. ALSO: y'all need to SUPPORT NIFTY, send em some love
& send em some money! )

MARU

When his father's guests had finally finished with him, Maru staggered,
bow-legged, through the vestibule and into the narrow entry hall. He was
covered in man-seed. He could feel it running down the side of his face
and clinging to his lips. The taste and feel of the thick sperm was still
in his mouth and on his tongue. His beautifully muscled body was slick
and sticky with it almost everywhere, but especially between his legs.
The inner parts of his heavily muscled thighs were all but coated with
it, as it continued to leak out of his hard-used cunt.

If anything, the extremely handsome blue-eyed warrior was proud of all
the cocks he had satisfied and eager to show himself off in this degraded
state to his friends back at the barracks, especially Kor. But for a
moment, as he always did, he paused to look at the brightly colored
murals that adorned the little entry hall. They all showed beautiful
youths, entirely naked, and all depicted with too large cocks in full
erection. Nearest the door, where the young slave-boy was crouching at
his post, was Maru's favorite image. It was of a very handsome boy bent
at the waist, two muscular males at either end of him, both fucking their
cocks into his young mouth and cunt. There was what looked like
meaningless lines over the figure of the boy that meant nothing to the
illiterate warrior, but his father had once told him that it spelled out
the name "Tagga" in the new writing from the east. Tagga was his name
before he was made bitch of the Leader Mar.

As he stood gazing at his image as a boy, he thought back to the day when
in that very place his tutor, a handsome muscular slave some ten summers
older, approached him with a smile. Thinking he wanted him to suck his
cock as he often did, before he could get his mouth on it, the hulking
slave put a hand on his shoulder and leaned down, his face close to
Maru's.

"No, little cocksucker, not this time. Your father wants you. You're
going to be with him for the afternoon. He wants to fuck your cunt. Do
you understand?" He smiled handsomely.

Maru had nodded, gaping a little in confusion. He was only eight or nine
summers old. Of course he knew what fucking between males was, he
couldn't help but know, living with the slaves as he did. But he himself
had never had cock in him. Unbeknownst to Maru, his father had ordered
the slaves, at the price of their balls, never to violate his young cunt.
He kept that privilege for himself.

"Don't worry," the slave had said with a smile. "I'll be there too,
to get you ready, to help." He saw the boy still not understanding. He
scoffed with a smile. "Did you think you'd have a virgin cunt forever,
boy? No, your father breeds bastards like you to use for his pleasure.
You're going to be his fucking whore ... like me."

In the end, both men fucked him. He remembered how they laughed at his
howls of pain and then again at his shouts of pleasure.

What had excited him the most, though, was seeing the muscular young man,
his tutor and guardian, on his knees and elbows, ass thrust up high
behind him, the great cock with its large balls he'd sucked so often,
hard with anticipation between his legs, offering his cunt up so eagerly
to his father.

In the slave quarters, he'd only ever seen his tutor fucking boys and
other young men. But now he was happily moving his ass back on his
father's thrusting cock and even sucking Maru's cock while he endured
the savage fucking. The boy learned almost everything about man-fucking
that day, and Maru's progress after that fateful afternoon had been
swift: very soon he became one of the best boy-whores in the household,
giving and taking cock easily and often, so much so that his father
started calling him "Tagga," an old word for a boy's cunt.

These memories always provoked the same reaction in the handsome warrior.
His cock was up and stiff, almost touching his hard abdominal muscles.
His heavy balls were drawn up tight against his cockshaft, ready to
unleash their seed. Indeed, some watery seed was already leaking out his
piss-slit and dripping onto the marble floor, landing with a little
splat. It was then that Maru noticed the beautiful slave-boy kneeling by
the doorway, and almost instantly he noticed the young boy's cock was
hard as he looked over the arousing sight of the cum-streaked muscles of
the Dog Warrior.

Just as the boy saw how the warrior was looking at him and started to
rise and flee, the sweating, heaving mass of young muscle seemed to fly
instantly to him, knocking him on his back and quickly pinning his legs
against his chest. With a loud grunt he started to shout as Maru's rough
fingers pushed into his small, beautiful boy cunt. The warrior's
handsome face was only an inch from the boy's, an animal look of lust on
it as he removed his fingers and without even using his hands, speared
his achingly hard cock inside the lad.

The boy continued to scream as the Dog Warrior, a triumphant look of
unbridled lust on his face, thrust into him until his balls were resting
on the clenching little buttocks of the slave boy. Then the brutal, rapid
fuck-thrusts started. He was fucking him without any thought except
relief for his cock.

The boy, being handsome and well-built, was no stranger to a brutal
fucking. He was raped almost every night by one of the master's
strongest, best-looking slaves--one of his elite bodyguards. It had begun
nearly a year before, when the muscular slave noticed the boy in the
slave-baths, grabbed him from behind, and without much spit or other
preparation, fucked him in his young, virgin cunt and then left him raw,
swollen and dripping the bodyguard's copious fuck-seed. The other slaves
stood around laughing and encouraging the handsome, muscular youth. From
then on, the bodyguard took him to his bed nearly every night, fucking
him hard and fast, filling him with seed, and then kicking him out.

And so the young slave boy became well acquainted with the rough fucking
of Kummok slaves but never grew to enjoy it. Still, even that didn't
prepare him for the harsh and almost violent invasion of his cunt by this
Dog Warrior, this bastard of the house. With the boy's legs between
them, the warrior was in a push-up position, his muscular arms, back, and
chest flexing impressively as his round, muscular ass drove his cock in
deep and hard, almost bruising the tender flesh between his legs as he
slammed into him repeatedly. When he finally noticed the boy's yells, he
pushed his head down and stuck his tongue obscenely into the boy's
mouth, pounded his thick cock into him one last time and then began
grunting noisily into the boy's tongue-raped mouth.

The boy felt the young man's long cock jerking and moving inside him and
felt the sudden warmth of his seed filling him. He started to groan along
with Maru, a kind of pleasure from a male's instinctive lust for
man-seed possessing him against his will.

Then, just as abruptly, the warrior pulled his cock out of him, dragging
a good deal of his fuck-seed along with it. He still wasn't finished
with him, though. Straddling the boy's body, he reached down with a
thickly muscled arm to grab the boy by the back of his head, jerking him
up to a half-sitting position. His mouth, open in surprise, was invaded
by the dripping cock, still very hard, and instantly, the warrior's piss
began to fill his mouth. He almost choked at the shock of it but
recovered quickly, sealing his lips and swallowing as best he could,
fearful lest any should stain the floor and he be blamed.

Maru's upturned face was even more beautiful as he closed his eyes in
relief, finally able to drain his piss after the ordeal of the afternoon.
How lucky he was that Kummok sent him such a tight young cunt for his
cock's pleasure, no doubt, he thought, because he had offered up his
cunt so generously to the cocks of his father and his friends.

But the hour was late. Maru pulled his thick, swollen cock from the boy,
looking down at the handsome young face. "That's enough, you greedy
fucking cunt!" He smiled. "All you fucking whore-boys want Dog cock,
don't you?" Not noticing or caring for the piss he was spilling on the
floor, he half-staggered out the door without another thought for the boy
and began running down the street, with only one thought in his simple
brain: he must find Tagu before the curfew.

TAGU ("THE WHORE")

He had last seen his comrade at the Trapa, when Kor had dismissed them
all in his obscene way to find young boy cunt to fuck or strong young
cocks to fill them with seed. Maru felt a special responsibility for
Tagu, as the bitch of the other leader, Tag. He was more than usually
slow-witted, with the mind of a child almost, but in every other way an
ideal man.

He stood well above his fellow warriors, fully as tall as Kor and Dak.
His shoulders were exceptionally wide and well-muscled, his torso long
and beautifully tapered, sculpted with fine muscle everywhere. He had the
kind of broad and perfectly shaped pectorals that aroused lust and
admiration both. Small rings pierced his thick protruding tit-nubs.

 He possessed a high and round ass that protruded enticingly over strong,
thick thighs and calves. His buttocks were almost pure muscle and shaped
in such a way that his cunt was nearly always visible, even when he stood
relaxed.

Most exciting of all for his fellow Dogs, though, was the beauty of his
face: strong features, beautiful copper-colored eyebrows over piercing
green eyes, and hair of the same color that he was allowed to wear
longish on top, unlike most warriors. A large patch of bristles adorned
his chin, the same fine color as his hair. But most exciting of all was
the very unusual ornament he was permitted, or rather required, to wear:
a brass ring through his nose, making him appear even more animal-like
and brutish than his powerful muscular body and blank, intense expression
already did.

And then there was the godlike length and thickness of his cock, which
protruded from his groin half-hard most of the time, longer even than his
large, masculine feet. Big, round balls hung heavy in a long sac and
dangled below his cock, full of man-seed that kept the young man in a
state of near constant fuck-lust. Unlike the other Dogs, though, his
cock-bush was shaved into a thin vertical strip, the same way Kummok
women shaved their pubic bush. His father had insisted that it remain
like that when he handed over his bastard to the Dogs.

Being simple-minded, though, any man or boy could easily persuade him to
perform even the most degrading acts, so long as cock or cunt pleasure
was involved. He had earned the nickname of "the Whore" from an early
age for good reason.

Even now--Maru saw--after Tagu had handed over his weapons to Daku's
bitches, he had attracted the attention of a couple of country youths,
their young dicks hard and pushing aside the pathetic little triangle of
cloth at their groin.

They were fondling his balls and man-tits, using the little brass rings
piercing them to make them stick out hard with lust, just as his cock
stood out stiff and hot. The simple-minded Tagu let them do whatever they
wanted. He was used to being pawed at by other males, after all. Both
youths quickly turned all their attention to his famous cock, pinching
his foreskin and lightly brushing a finger on the sensitive underside of
his cock-head. They laughed and smiled when a heavy stream of pre-cum
shot out of his piss-slit.

Before they could do anything else with him--"They probably were going
to offer him their young cunts," Maru thought--they were abruptly and
violently shoved away, landing them on their asses and exposing their
excited cocks. A tall, massively muscled young man stood towering over
them, completely nude except for a gold-chain dagger belt around his trim
hips--obviously one of the Royal Guard.

"Go suck each other, you fucking little cunt-whores. Or ram your little
cocks into your fucking father's snatch!" the Guard bellowed at them to
the laughter of the by-standers.

Maru was a little puzzled by the appearance of this intruder. Although he
had all the signs of being in the King's Guard--the gold tit-rings,
multiple earrings also of gold, the magnificent muscular physique and
proud, erect bull-cock--he wasn't known to Maru, who, like all the Dogs,
knew every Guard in Kummok very well. For one thing, the stranger wore
his cock hair differently: instead of the usual thick, full black
cock-bush, he had a trim, short triangle of hair over his cock. And his
"top tail," the longish hair shaped with thread to resemble a man's
cock, wasn't worn in back but on the side. "He must be one of those
boyfuckers from the islands," Maru concluded to himself.

Although he couldn't exactly hear what the Guard was saying to Tagu, he
could easily guess by following the way this aggressive warrior fondled
and played with his companion's beautiful body.

The Guard, who went by the name of Kurru ("cum eater"), was standing
directly in front of Tagu, fondling his cock and balls. "You have the
cock of a bull, don't you, boy?" He stroked the long, thick shaft while
palming and massaging the big balls with his other hand.

Then he brushed a couple of fingers over Tagu's strip of cock-hair.
"And yet you shave your cock-bush like a female cunt." He glanced up
into Tagu's beautiful eyes. He was smiling stupidly, trying to be
pleasing to the handsome, muscular young Guard. "Is your cunt that
wonderful, Dog boy?"

"My father says it's very good pussy," Tagu answered simply and
honestly.

The Guard Kurru smiled to himself but said nothing in reply. He moved his
hands and his attention up to the masculine tit-nubs, thick and erect,
with the two thin, small rings piercing them right behind the sensitive
tips. "But these," Kurru said almost to himself, "they proclaim that
the King has had your cunt, probably more than once. But they're so
small, not like a proper warrior's tit-rings."

He looked up inquisitively at Tagu, waiting for an answer. The two young
men's cocks were now rubbing and pushing together, Tagu's leaking
pre-cum all over the other's thick, fat cock-head. He was finding it
hard to talk now, he only wanted to fuck. The Guard was delicately
rubbing and stimulating the blunt tips of his tit-nubs. Tagu unthinkingly
spread his legs a little and pushed his ass up and out, ready to be
cunted.

"Well, what about it?" the Guard persisted. He only got a stupid, blank
look on the handsome young Dog's face as a reply. "Why are they so
small?" he asked more plainly.

"I got them as a boy, nine summers," Tagu finally said.

Kurru looked puzzled. "The King fucked your cunt when you were only a
boy of nine summers?"

"Yes, lord," Tagu answered.

"How many times, whore?"

Tagu struggled to remember. "Every moon, for a year or so, I think."

"By Kummok's cum-filled mouth!" the Guard blasphemed with a little
laugh. He abruptly moved his hands away from the youth's tits and moved
the right down between Tagu's legs, back behind his large balls until
his finger found the tight little hole nestled between his ass-cheeks.

He roughly penetrated the Dog's cunt with his middle finger, all the
while staring into the beautiful green eyes of this impressive warrior.
"He fucked this tight little cunt, eh? Fucked you in your little
pussy?" He was growing hot with lust. Then he noticed the broad patch of
copper-haired stubble on the Dog's chin. He brought his other hand up to
stroke the hair with his fingertips.

He couldn't have predicted the effect it would have on Tagu. The young
Dog warrior begin breathing heavily through his mouth, grunting even as
he did. He started openly fucking himself on the Guard's finger,
shamelessly clutching his cunt down on it and working his hips and ass
furiously as the pre-cum began steadily drooling out of his cock.

"You want me to fuck my cock in that bull-cunt?" Kurru was becoming
equally insane with fuck-lust. "How many times did the Bull fuck your
pussy, boy?" he almost shouted, stroking the little patch of chin-beard.

"Three times! Fuck!" he shouted back, still fucking himself violently,
only now the Guard had taken advantage of Tagu's fuck-lust to push three
fingers into his sucking cunt-hole.

Kurru was nose to nose with him now, his dark eyes staring into the
bright green of Tagu's. He could smell the sweat and lust, even the
smell of his cunt juice. "The little bull got his fucking cunt fucked by
the Bull," he said in a kind of grunting voice and reached up a finger
to flick the brass ring in Tagu's nose. Tagu startled him by bellowing
loudly as even more pre-cum leaked out of him.

He was beyond words--not that he was ever good at speaking
intelligently--and so he leaned forward to lick on the Guard's own
chin-patch, which, he finally noticed, was as broad as his own. Then his
dim mind suddenly took in the sight of the gold ring in the beautiful
young Guard's nose. He licked at it furiously until Kurru removed his
hand from the tight little cunt-hole and clasped Tagu tight, brazenly
fuck-rubbing his cock on the Dog's hard-packed abdominals.

He kissed him hard as they humped on each other's muscular bodies,
uncaring that handsome young city boys and country youth were watching
with open lust, some even daring to touch their enticing buttocks as they
ground into each other.

Kurru needed to test the Dog warrior, though: he'd never seen a common
warrior with the bull-ring in his nose. So he pulled his tongue out of
his mouth and moved to whisper in Tagu's ear, "Did you fuck the King's
cunt, brother?"

Tagu, beautiful though he was, did not know much of anything. But he did
know how to answer another Bull. He whispered back, "No, brother. I
fucked his goddam pussy. I fucked his goddam mouth. And I filled his
fucking pussy with my fucking seed."

Kurru made a deep grunting sound, satisfied with the answer. He whispered
in his ear again, "I want to fuck your goddam bull pussy and fill it
with my fucking seed, you fucking whore." His hands moved down the broad
back of the warrior to his ass-cheeks, quickly gliding through the split
to the wet, waiting cunt-hole. He plunged his fingers in again, fucking
Tagu with them furiously. The warrior bent over, about to capture the
handsome Guard's leaking cock in his mouth, when two other Guards--these
belonged to the City--pulled them apart with a laugh.

"Come, brother," one said to Kurru. "There's a better place to fuck
this cocksucking Dog." They led them through the crowd, their own cocks
stiff and bobbing from watching them fuck-rub each other. Maru had little
doubt that they were leading Tagu to a squalid little tavern half-way up
the great hill of Kummok. It went by the name of "The Bull Cunt" and
was often visited by Dogs and Guards alike, all eager to be fucked like
whores.

TAG

High above, several hours later, the Dog Commander Tag stood almost
unsteady on his feet after the brutal rape he endured by the King's
Bull. The golden light of the setting sun highlighted his perfect
muscles, heaving as he caught his breath, but also revealed his shame by
glinting off the still-wet semen dripping from his lips and chin down
onto the massive muscles of his pectorals. Still more man-seed still
streaked his inner thighs.

More Dog warriors left the temple of Kummok and came down the broad steps
to their Commander and watched with lust and envy as the one Dog warrior
squatted between Dak's thickly muscled thighs, his lips tight around the
fat cock-shaft as the beautiful young Commander drained the last of his
piss into his throat. They were even more envious of the warrior
squatting in back licking and swallowing as he tongued in and around
Dak's cunt, trying to remove the signs of the Bull's rough fucking that
had left his man-cunt gaping and steadily dripping fuck-seed.

"What are you looking at, you fucking cunts?" Dak growled without a
trace of good-humor to the eight or so warriors gathered around him. They
instinctively took hold of their stiff cocks to push them down, somewhat
painfully, as a sign of submission, looking down and away from the
arousing scene in front of them.

"I should hand you over to your boys and make them fuck your
seed-dripping pussies all night," he added, still angry.

Before he could continue, he felt two strong, large hands clap onto his
buttocks. They squeezed the perfect mounds of muscles, quickly harshly
pulled away and then clapped onto him again with a loud smack, now
pulling apart his ass-cheeks forcefully. His fuck-hole, which had just
begun to tighten after the Bull had fucked it wide open, opened a little,
and Dak felt with dismay more of the Bull's seemingly endless load of
fuck-seed run out.

All this happened so fast and was such a surprise that the handsome young
Commander was slow to react. When he started to turn around to strike
whoever dared touch him in this way, a tall muscled figure stepped in
front of him. The King's Guardsman, who had been tormenting him all day.
A brilliant white smile broke out on the Guard's face as he looked at
Dak, his dark features angry and confused.

"We're not finished with you yet, you cocksucking whore of a cunt," he
said sneering. Then quick as lightning, he hooked a finger in each of the
Commander's brass tit-rings and pulled on them hard enough to make Dak
gasp.

A foot was kicking at his ankles in back. Another familiar voice, the
Guard's lover-companion: "Get those fucking whore legs wide apart, you
fucking cunt," and a mocking laugh.

He quickly complied, grunting softly, prepared for the brutal rape that
would no doubt follow. But the Guards surprised him. The one in back held
the Commander under his armpits, forcing his arms back a little and
making his thick, hard pectoral muscles thrust out over his rippling
abdominals. At the same time, the one in front let go of his tit-rings
and said, "Boy!"

A warrior youth, muscular and erect, with the red paint on his cheeks of
a temple whore, stepped up to the Guard quickly, holding with both hands
a shallow earthen dish over his bobbing cock-stand. Dak knew what the
dark liquid in it was, from his first experience with the Bull when he
was initiated as a Dogs' boy. A mixture of bull semen and ash, thick and
black. With a grin, the Guard dipped his thumb in the mixture and held it
up in front of Dak.

"The High Commander wants every warrior and warrior's boy to know just
how wide your fucking cunt was gaping when the Bull pleasured your pussy,
whore." With an evil smile the Guard smeared the mixture on Dak's chin
from one side to the other, easily doubling the size of the little
chin-stubble he already wore.

"Now whenever one of your fucking goddamned Dogs looks at your handsome
face," the Guard in back said, leaning into Dak's ear and pressing his
stiff cock between his ass-cheeks, "they'll think of your cunt ... and
how the Bull made it gape like a whore's when he filled you with his
fucking seed."

"Don't worry though, you cocksucking dog," the Guard in front said
with a little laugh. "The High Commander wants your cock bush bigger,
too." He smeared more of the thick paste on the neat square patch of
hair over Dak's great cock, rubbing from side to side to triple the size
of the Dog Commander's cock bush. "Grow it out, make it a fucking
man's cock bush, thick and long." He chuckled a little, leaning in
until his nose was touching Dak's and they were eye to eye. "Your
boyfucking Dogs will be hard as fuck-whores seeing the sign of your
manhood and then seeing the reminder of your bull-fucked cunt on your
chin."

Without warning, the Guard in back rammed his cock into Dak's cunt, one
savage and swift stroke to bury himself in the beautiful young man's
asshole. The Bull's fuck-seed ran out, streaking his inner thighs anew.
At a sign from the other Guard, the young warrior squatted down, dropping
the dish of cum and ash, and sucked on the head of Dak's raging
cock-stand. He leaned down to the young man's ear and said overly loud,
"Just suckle on his cock-head, you fucking whore, like a boy nursing on
his father's fuck-seed."

The Dogs standing around stopped trying to hold their painful erections
down out of respect for Dak and let instinct take over, moving around him
in a tight circle and stroking their stiff cocks in open lust while
Dak's impressive, muscular body jerked from the rough fucking and he
moaned while the temple whore suckled his cock-head.

One young Dog warrior in particular was extremely aroused at the sight.
Kanga was only fifteen or sixteen summers old, the only legitimate son of
a fairly wealthy farmer. He was a good head shorter than Dak, but his
neck, shoulders, arms, and chest were thick with muscle--truly yoked with
muscle, as the Dogs would say. A narrow abdomen with symmetrical
abdominal muscles in sharp relief, a small round, hard ass, and thickly
muscled thighs and calves--all his physical gifts made him a born fucker,
always seeking to drive the thick, blunt cock, sticking straight out from
his groin whenever he was aroused, into male cunt and pump out the
copious seed which his heavy balls relentlessly produced.

A further sign of his virility was the two gold earrings he wore, even
though his thick little tit-nubs were unadorned, unlike most Dogs with
the same raw sexual beauty. He received them from his father shortly
after he got his man balls, at the early age of nine summers. His father
could scarcely believe when one night Kanga shot out a mess of cum from
his stroking and deep-fucking. He immediately decided to have the lad
fuck all the slave girls not already heavy with child. He was more than
usually potent. In fact, his father would proudly say later, Kanga fucked
four boys into four girls in one night.

Now whenever he visited his father's farm, he was proud and happy to see
they were growing into strong, good-looking, lusty lads like himself at
their age. For their part, his bastards idolized Kanga and were powerless
to control their young erections whenever he was around, his thick cock
usually just as hard as theirs. Like a good father, he taught them the
warlike arts: how to grapple, how to use sword and spear--as much as
their young age would permit--and afterward the equally important warrior
art of pleasuring another male.

Naked and hard, they would share a bed in the lazy afternoons and at
night, where Kanga taught them to pleasure each other using their hands,
their mouths, and soon enough, their cunts. Then he would lie back and
let them play with his body. They would stroke and caress his thick
muscles, pinch his little man-tits and smile when his hard cock jerked,
delighting them with the thick shot of pre-cum that would erupt. They
loved the feel of his large balls and would laugh when he told them that
all four of them used to be inside those same balls before he fucked
their mothers' cunts. And he would even let them play with his cunt-hole
and his cock, teasing the head and foreskin until with a grunt their
handsome sire would gratify them by shooting a load of his thick white
seed--shot after shot that seemed to cover his entire chest and rippling
abdomen. Of course he taught them to savor the taste of a man's seed,
making them lick and suck it up and share it with their strapping father.

He was, in fact, the epitome of what a man should be in their eyes. Even
when Kanga was on all fours with his father fucking him hard and deep,
they would surround the two handsome men, fascinated by Kanga's muscles,
his sensitive tits erect like little cocks, and his straining thick,
blunt cock, almost continually leaking clear, sweet-tasting liquid while
he took his father's fuck. And even though for the sake of the other
farmers in the area, he and his father pretended the four boys would have
their formal cunting the following summer, the truth was Kanga, who
couldn't resist their tight, hairless little cunts, followed the old
country ways and had fucked them several times by now, just as he fucked
every boy and young man that stirred his lust, whether they were willing
or not.

When his father handed him over to the Dogs the summer after his bastards
were born, it was Dak and Kanna who first took him aside in the barracks,
feigning kindness and concern like big brothers, only to hold him down
when they were alone and then rape him repeatedly, laughing as he
struggled and cried out while they poked their cocks up his cunt far more
brutally than his father had ever done. They laughed at the handsome
lad's cries of pain and shoved a cock in his mouth to silence him. They
even joked about the little smears of blood on their cocks when they
thrust too hard. "When you fuck boys, you get blood on your cock
sometimes," the Dogs would often say, accepting it as a simple fact of
warrior life. Strangely enough, over time Kanga became infatuated with
them both, often stealing away from the other Dog boys to watch the two
handsome, muscular warriors fuck each other just as savagely as they had
him.

So now, understandably, Kanga was overcome by lust as Dak, legs spread
wide, his thick cock suckled by the squatting warrior-whore, held his
heavily muscled arms out useless at his side and gave himself over to the
violent obscene pleasure of man-fucking--his magnificent body jerked
forcefully with each fuck-thrust of the Guard in back of him, the sound
of the his groin hitting Dak's ass-cheeks in a steady fuck-rhythm a
loud, steady slap. The young Dog warrior awkwardly straddled the sucking
whore to get his tongue tip on Dak's man-tit, licking at it tentatively
at first and then sucking and kissing one then the other with more and
more abandon.

Dak's handsome face glowered at the reckless young Dog, though he was
powerless to lash out and strike him in the balls as he wished. He
groaned louder when he felt a liquid warmth on his thigh. The fucking
animal, he thought, was releasing his piss all over him, marking him as
cunt to be fucked! "May Kummok fuck his pussy bloody!" he said to
himself with great anger, even as lust caused his cock pleasure to reach
its climax.

In an instant, the warrior-whore's mouth filled with Dak's thick
man-seed. A quick warning from the Guard in front ensured the young
warrior didn't swallow any of it. Of course Dak's cunt-ring tightened
instinctively when his balls made cum, and the Guard fucking him pulled
out until only his cock-head was in the spasming, clutching cunt-hole.
Still shooting seed, he pulled out, causing a thick stream of fuck-seed
to run out Dak's cunt down his legs as the Guard released the rest of
his cum on his ass.

"Spit it in his cocksucking face!" the Guard shouted to the
warrior-whore, forcefully shoving Kanga aside at the same time and
sending him sprawling on his ass, his thick cock still sending out its
piss.

The whore leaped up and without hesitation pulled his head back and then
spit forcefully directly in Kor's dark, handsome face. The thick cum
wads, mixed with the young whore's spittle, seemed to cover him
completely, from his dark crest of hair down to his "cunt beard" on the
edge of his chin.

As Dak sputtered, caught by surprise at the intensity of the spit and
still reeling from the pleasure in cock and cunt, he wiped his eyes
hurriedly. Then his face darkened in anger, making his beautiful features
even more enticing in the Guards' eyes.

"Now you look like the fucking bitch that you are, Dak!" the Guard in
front shouted with a laugh. "Cum on your pretty cocksucking mouth! Cum
leaking out your fucking pussy! And stinking like man-piss!" He laughed
gleefully, a broad smile showing his beautifully white teeth in his
handsome face.

The Guard in back couldn't resist and plunged his still hard, aching
cock back into the Dog Commander's swollen cunt. He laughed along with
his brother Guard. "Yes, a very good cunt on you, boyfucker! No wonder
the High Commander wants to strip you of your command and make you one of
his bitches." Dak almost froze in anger and horror. A common bitch for a
noble to sink his cock into whenever he liked?! "Never," he whispered,
barely concealing his outrage.

"Oh yes, cocksucker!" the Guard said, fucking his cock slowly in and
out of Dak a few times. He reached up to squeeze each of his tit-nubs.
"He'll be sucking on these thick little titties of yours while your
cunt sucks his cock."

The Guard pulled out of Dak and gave his shapely muscular ass a hard
swat. "Now get back to your barracks! But don't you fucking dare wipe
any of the fuck-seed off you until you're inside. The High Commander
wants you to be seen as a fucking bitch, even if you do have a big manly
cock and big manly balls." The two of them laughed again.

With arrogant smiles, the two Guards finally released Dak, who was almost
dizzy by now, but he soon regained his balance and strode purposefully
down the street, his band of Dogs in back, most of them unable to keep
their eyes off his shapely buttocks as he walked, with an occasional
glance of the small pucker of his male cunt and the trickle of the
Guard's and the Bull's seed leaking out seductively.

With every step Dak planned his revenge. By the boyfucking cock of
Kummok, he swore to himself, he would see the High Commander raped by his
Dogs and the two Guards separated from their balls and fucked till they
bled.

KOR

Kor finally got his wish to have all four of his cousin Attu's sons in
the bed with them. He wanted the satisfaction of sticking his cock in
Attu's cunt in front of his boys and then maybe fucking the young man's
sons while Attu watched, perhaps sucking the cock of whichever boy he was
fucking, like a warrior's "second boy" often did.

After some insistence by Kor, Attu relented with a smile and sent off his
eldest boy to fetch his brother (giving him careful instructions to bring
the day's haul of silver with him).

After several combinations of obscene sucking and fucking between father,
sons, and warrior cousin, Kor now stood--perhaps a half hour
later--watching the five of them carry out his instructions.

The eldest, Atturu, was on his hands and knees on the bed, his father
Attu fucking steadily into his ass. The two of them switched off sucking
the cock of the second oldest, who half stood, half crouched at Atturu's
head, his ass spread and sticking out shamelessly in back, where the
second youngest was poking his hairless cock into his handsome older
brother's tight cunt.

The youngest lay under Atturu, steadily sucking his eldest brother's
straining cock, or at least as much as he could get in his eager mouth.
Occasionally Attu would pull out of his oldest boy's cunt to give the
youngest a chance to suck his cock-head. Kor watched with growing lust,
his muscular chest heaving with desire, and soon enough he was bent over
behind Attu spreading the firm buttocks apart with his strong hands and
pleasuring his cousin's cunt with his tongue. He couldn't distinguish
one from another, but he tasted his own fuck-seed and that of the two
oldest boys who had cunted their father at Kor's command. Kor, of
course, violated their cunts while they were fucking Attu, poking into
them far harder than they did his cousin. The powerful, big-cocked
warrior always brought out the most animalistic side of Attu and his
boys, as the handsome muscular Dog warrior used his mouth and hands and
even his cunt to bring pleasure to their strong young cocks. He was even
more energetic in giving them cunt-pleasure with his seemingly insatiable
cock.

Even the youngest was completely caught up in the fuck-lust of the
beautiful strapping young men and at one point spread his legs wide and
begged Kor, "Fuck my cunt, lord!"

Kor, who at the moment was sucking Attu's cock while he slammed his own
into the second oldest boy, just laughed and told him, "Keep that
fucking little pussy for another day, little cocksucker! After your
father has filled your cunt with his seed and made you a true man."

Then, amid all his shameless man-fucking, Kor suddenly stopped and leaped
off the bed. He went to the door and gave a loud, bellowing war cry.
Instantly, Dog warriors' voices could be heard throughout the place
answering with a similar cry. Kor was so lost in the pleasure of fucking
that he forgot the time. Then he suddenly noticed the dimming sky and
growing shadows and was overcome with fear that he would be late to the
barracks.

Without a word to his cousin and his sons, Kor raced away, followed by
his Dogs running just as fast. Attu just smiled, used to his handsome
cousin's ways and continued fucking and sucking with his boys. None of
them noticed when the youngest slipped out quietly, intent on following
Kor back to the Dogs Barracks, almost sick with his infatuation for the
strong, handsome warrior.



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