Bronze Age Cock Brothers

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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