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Kai is many things. He is a warrior, a master of martial arts. He is a swordsman. He is a son, a brother, a grandchild. He is a singer, a songwriter, a poet. He is a player of instruments, and a scorer of music. He is a student. He is a teacher. He is the son of the most powerful man in his region, and yet he is heir to nothing.
Kai is sweaty. Dirt and grime cling to his body and the funk of a hard day fighting permeates his clothes. 'I need a shower,' he thinks. 'and a good hard fuck.' After a day in the sparring rings, working his way to intragrasslands championship he randy and filthy. Weighing his options, he decided to wash up before getting laid. In the shower, he cleans his jet black hair. It's always straight, no matter what he does to it, and he does plenty to it. Cutting it oddly, colouring it bright outlandish hues and sometimes growing it out past his shoulder blades. Right now,though, it's jet black and medium length. Black like his eyes, so dark it's difficult to see his iris. His lips are full and his skin is the same pale yellow as all of his people. His eyes have a slight slant up and out, and his frame is small and petite. It makes him fast though, agile. His body is hairless, except for his head, pits, and a slight tuft above his cock. He is circumcised and about 6.5 inches. His balls are naturally smooth and very sensitive. Finishing up in the shower, he picks out a purple suit with a white shirt he wears unbuttoned, exposing his muscled core. He leaves his home on the prowl for whatever random piece of ass he'll drop a load into. 'Or maybe I'll bottom today,' he thinks and his hole quivers at the thought. 'It had been two days since that itch was scratched.'
He walks though the streets of the city where he lives, the capital of the democracy of the grasslands, Umbria. He heads towards a familiar stomp of his, a bathhouse with a reputation for being clean and full of young well endowed men.
On the way he passes the town crier with the day's new being broadcast. He stops when he recognises his own feats amongst the contenders in the first day of competition. He hears the citizens gossip.
"It's no surprise the chancellor's own son has entered the Frey and is dominating here on this first day of the IntraGrasslands Tournament."
"Prodigy. Natural talent. A surefire winner for the Interregional Tournament"
"An expert in hand to hand combat, weapons, and strategy! Is there anything this kid can't do?"
Kid. That's all they think of him as. Today he showed himself more a man than chief of Umbria City Fire Department. But that seems to count for nothing apparently.
Kai makes his way through the nooks and alleyways. Taking the shortest path to his destination. Preoccupied, now, with his performance that day and the Interregionals ahead. While it's true, he vanquished his foes today, they had the same special skills as him - none. For of all the things Kai is, in the end, he is nothing. He had no ability to manipulate the elements, or reach out to animals. He cannot move matter, nor has he the gifts of thought. He can't even bend vines to his will, as useless as a skill that is. Kai always wished he'd been born in another place, somewhere he could inherit power instead of campaign for it, somewhere where he'ld have a skill other than the accomplishments of his physical and martial training.
But such is life. So he trains. He trains to better himself with the hope of proving he can beat one of the outlanders. To show that his people's contributions equate to more than mediation and strategic planning.
As the raven haired fighter turns the corner, he smiles. He's reached a seedier part of town; a place where guys like it rough. He knows the bathhouse is near. He feels himself chubbing up as he trots towards his destination. He feels the cloth of his unbuttoned shirt rubbing against his nipples, causing them to become more erect with each step. His balls hang low, full of his pent up jizz, waiting to blast his babies up into some twink's hole. Fully hard now, and rather obscene as he moves though the final streets, he feels precum begin to drip down his shaft smearing into the fabric of his boxer briefs.
Kai checks into the bathhouse and deposits his clothes in his locker. Draped in only a towel, he begins to explore the familiar establishment. He walks through the pool area and sees a couple of daddies flirting in the water, through the perpetually empty gym, and then up the stairs to the maze. This is Kai's favourite part. He loves the naughtiness of it. The semi-darkness that makes anonymous fucking so much better. He enters the maze and approaches the glory holes. The tall black painted wall with a circle cut into the wood makes the perfect place to start a night of pleasure. He drops his towel, inserts his dick through the hole, and waits. It doesn't take long for him to feel the warmth of a mouth. He closes his eyes as the sensation of the stranger's tongue starts working its way under his hood overtakes him. He groans in frustration as he is teased by pecking kisses and gentle blowing. Leaving the glory hole he walks around the dimly light maze searching for a nice tight hole in which to bury his cock.
As he turns a corner, he sees a boy about his age stroking his dick. He's cute. Shorter than Kai, with his hair cut long and pulled back into a ponytail. His skin, the same pale yellow, as is normal around these parts. He's sporting about 5 inches hard with tight balls and no visible body hair at all. Kai walks up to him and kneels before him, taking his cock into his mouth and pleasuring the young man with his talented oral skills. First he traces the rim then follows the length of the shaft down to his balls. He flicks his tongue around the twin sacks and then journeys back up and swallows it whole, to the base. It's a perfect mouthful, no work. And his precum is copius and sweet. The boy takes hold of Kai's head and starts to face fuck him, moaning aloud and drawing a crowd. Two men start playing with the boy, teasing his nipples and making out with him as he takes his pleasure from Kai's mouth. Another stranger starts playing with Kai's ass, feeling the round softness of his globes, slapping his pert rump and running his hand down his taint and lightly spanking his balls. Kai purrs, enjoying the feeling of this anonymous hand caressing his backside. Suddenly, he feels his cheeks part and a rough tongue slide around his nether region. He moans around the dick in his mouth, overcome by the stimulation. The guy behind him really knows what he's doing, circling his pucker and then zeroing in on his star; using his tongue to lave his hole, and then pierce his entrance time and again. The tongue fuck was driving Kai crazy with lust. He wanted, no, needed a dick in him. Now. Any dick. He needed to get fucked. Need that scratch itched deep within him. By this time he's mewling and squirming his ass onto the face behind him.
"You like that. Don't you boy? You like my tongue in your hole, teasing that tight little ring? Getting it ready for my big cock, huh?"
Kai pulls off the dick before him and turned to face his new friend, "More than you know, mister. I've needed this all day. Now stop talking and start fucking."
The dick in front of him was shoved back in his mouth as the boy resumed face fucking Kai. He was getting close; Kai could tell from his now haphazard strokes and the urgency with which he rammed his cock into his mouth. Kai felt the guy behind him get into position. He hoped the guy about to fuck him was bigger than the one he was blowing. He also hoped he was going to use more than the wad of spit he just lobbed onto his hole for lube. As Kai felt his hole stretch under the strain of penetration, he realised that only one of his two wishes had come true: the man had a huge dick and only planned on using his saliva as lube. Kai willed his hole to relax as he was opened up. The monstrous cock head relentless as it pushed against the unyielding gate. Just when the strain seemed too much and Kai was going to ask for lube, the guy in front of him grabbed his hair hard and shoved his dick into the back of Kai's throat unleashing the torrent of his cream and catching the boy attached to his dick complete unaware. Taking advantage of the situation, the man behind Kai rammed his shlong home in one powerful thrust. Assaulted from both ends, Kai's nerve endings were in overdrive. His mouth flooded with a load slightly saltier than the sweet precum preceding it, Kai swallowed and returned his focus to the cock rearranging his insides. The pressure was intense, almost overwhelming. Kai drew attention to his breathing and heart rate. He focused on each beat and relaxed. He focused on the rhythmic motion of the pounding his ass was taking. Focused on the sensation of this stranger's cock head hitting his spot over and over again. And the pain faded. The hot light clicked off and a cool light switched on.
Kai moaned. He fucked his ass back onto the man behind him. He ground his hips and sat up, taking a more active roll. No longer being fucked, but using this man for his pleasure. Kai grabbed the guy he sucking and turned him around. He lined up his hole with his dick, used his own spit for lube and forced himself into the unsuspecting boy before him. Kai grabbed his hips and used them as leverage to fuck himself between the two men. The man behind him, treated to the pistoning action of Kai's hips and the clenching motion of his love glove. It was too much for the man and he groans aloud as begins to seed young Kai, "ungh. Boy, don't stop. Don't stop that squee. That squeezing actiaaaaahn. Yeah. I'm gonna breed you, boy. I'm gonna breed that sweet ass of yours. Ungh. Uuuuuuuuuungh!"
Spent and sweaty, he slumped over Kai, panting, leaving his rapidly deflating dick inside the boy, feeling Kai get the last of his pleasure from his ramrod. Feeling the stud behind him unload into him, Kai picks up his pace, giving the twink before him a reaming he won't soon forget. "I'm getting close, boy. You want this load? You wanna taste my load? Get over here. Kneel before me and eat my seed." Pulling out, Kai flips the guy around and forces him to his knees. He pounds his meat furiously and when he reaches the brink, grabs the boy by his long hair and aims his cock. He starts spewing his milk all over the boys face, hitting his eyes, up his nose, into his mouth, across his cheeks, and all the while screaming, "Take it. Take my load bitch. Yeah. Take my fucking load. Ffffuuuuuuuuuuuck!"
Breathing hard, Kai slapped the young man across the face with his dick, taking in the smell of mansex and the audience he has drawn. "Good boy. Now clean this dick off. Open up and suck my cock boy. Get me ready for my next fuck."
Kai is many things. He is an exhibitionist. He is voyeur. He is a tease. He is an aggressive top and a power bottom. He is a sadist, a masochist, dominate, and submissive. He is a self absorbed hedonist. He is a sweet passionate lover. He is sweaty. Cum clings to his body and the funk of a hard day fucking permeates him.
Kai is many things; but, above of all, he is a whore.
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Hope you enjoyed chapter 6 of An Alliance for Tomorrow, this is the last of the main characters As always if you have questions or would just like to send us an email send it to jdkalrouthstory@gmail.com
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