Gilgamesh
Part 3
By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@yahoo.com
This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have included no gestures toward common sense either. This story is based on the Sumerian Gilgamesh stories. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments.
That morning I returned to my bronze chariot and Enkidu and I made the trek back to Urak. It was late as we entered the city. The bronze chariot flashed in the declining sun and looked as if it were a chariot of gold. My subjects looked on us as gods. No man, except Enkidu, surpassed me in size or strength.
Enkidu was a wild man, covered in hair from his head to his toes. All knew I was a god, but they didn't know what Enkidu was. Perhaps he was a man, or perhaps a god or some new found beast? No one knew. At the palace the women hid. They cowered in the women's quarters. None wanted to know Enkidu.
Gilgal came forward to greet us. He had seen Enkidu in the distant woods before and was fearless. Gilgal was the head of my personal guard.
"Bring us food!" I commanded my servants. "Join us Gilgal. You must meet my friend Enkidu." From the corner of the palace courtyard, Ar-Ron, the High Priest of the Sun, the king of the gods looked at us from behind a column.
"It is Nannu," Enkidu whispered to me when he saw Ar-Ron. "He is back from the nether world."
Most men would be frightened to encounter the spirit of a dead man, but Enkidu wasn't frightened. Ar-Ron has a massive, white beard and long hair that reached his belt. He was old, but still powerful. Every day he climbed naked the steps of the Sun ziggurat and offered the sacrifices which made the sun appear. Naked you come into the world and naked you leave it. He came toward us.
"I want him," Enkidu said. I looked at Ar-Ron and saw a look in his eyes I had never seen before. I saw lust. We entered the palace and went to my apartments. My grandfather had been afflicted with palace intrigues and my father had ended that blight by restricting the women to their quarters. Only men served me and only women served my wives. It made my life quiet.
My apartments wrapped around a pool filled with cool water. It was filled with the water from a spring fed from the bowels of the earth. It was always cool, always clear. Enkidu saw the pool, stripped off his fur kilt and jumped in, splashing us all.
Before I could react, Ar-Ron was naked too and in the water. I was shocked. I had seen him climbing the ziggurat steps naked, but that was in the distance and at dawn. He was never nude outside of the temple precinct. I joined them in the pool.
Gilgal stood on the edge of the pool, naked and almost erect. He jumped into the water, almost into my arms. I stroked his member and he moaned. I had known Gilgal for years. He was the son of my father's best friend. He was handsome with curly black hair and a hard body, so muscular it looked like bronze. He was my most faithful retainer. As I felt his cock, the new feelings I had experienced with Enkidu the day before began to rise in me. It hadn't occurred to me Gilgal would react to my fondling. He was moaning in pleasure. I felt the thrill of another man's sexual excitement and my cock began to respond.
Next to us Enkidu and Ar-Ron embraced. I had never seen Ar-ron express any emotion before. Normally, he was totally impassive, even as he met the god at the summit of the ziggurat. He was unmoving whether he was greeting the god at dawn or praying for his return at dusk.
I saw Ar-ron's member rise, as he embraced Enkidu. Enkidu was already hard; their cocks touched. Ar-ron shivered. I knew he too wanted Enkidu. Enkidu's purple cock head was bloated and looked like a ripe plum. If I had not known of Enkidu's cock, AR-Ron's member would have seemed huge. It was almost as big as mine. Ar-Ron's cock was the shape of a cucumber tapering to his almost blue cock head. His ball sack was dark and goat like, enclosing pomegranate sized balls.
Enkidu rubbed his cock against Ar-Ron's member. Ar-Ron's cock twitched and shot a single spurt of his man seed. The glob splattered against Enkidu's hairy chest and then dripped, leaving a train of quivering seed.
Enkidu took some of the seed on his finger and tasted it. He then collected more and fed it to Ar-Ron. "It is the food of the gods." Enkidu said. "This is the stuff of which they made the world." Ar-Ron licked up the cream on Enkidu's finger, then sucked the finger as if it were his mother's teat. I knew Ar-Ron had no interest in the wild man's finger. He wanted the cock.
"We must wait until after dark," Ar-Ron said. Ar-Ron left to perform the evening ceremony, but he said he would return after dusk. Gilgal called several of his trusted companions to join us. Seth was an older man with his beard streaked with white. He was of normal height but his body was like Gilgal's. He could have been a bronze statue, were it not for the dusting of white hair covering his body.
Bingal was a younger copy of Gilgal. I soon realized he was Gilgal's son. He was very young, with just the beginnings of a beard, but his genitals were mature, fully developed.
The third man to join us was called Er-ic. I had never seen him before, he was from a foreign land. His people were seafarers who lived far to the west of Urak. He had pale skin and hair of gold. I had legends of golden haired men, but didn't know they were more than myth. most men had dark skin made even darker by the sun. Some women were pale, but while his was pink, Er-ic was man-like. His cock was framed by golden hair; he had no foreskin and his pink cock head was bare.
"Bring food!" I commanded, "We are hungry." We got out of the water and sat on the marble benches beside the pool. Servants appeared with bronze plates of fruits and flagons of wine. Later they brought roasted meat and honey cakes. We all ate heartily, but the food did not take our minds off the pressure building in our genitals. The longer we waited, the better it would be I suspected.
It was dark when Ar-Ron returned. A fire in the great hall of my palace provided the only light. Ar-Ron went to Enkidu like a moth to a flame. We all had been talking quietly, but when Ar-Ron stripped and dropped to his knees, nursing on Enkidu's cock, all of our sexual desires emerged at the same time. Gilgal attached himself to my cock. Bilgal, his son joined him, licking my balls as his father swallowed my cock.
Seth joined Ar-Ron and Enkidu. Enkidu grabbed Er-ic, lifted the man into the air, straight up, high enough to suck the cock of the man with golden hair. Er-ic was a big man compared to most, but Enkidu was a giant. A few moments later the four men were on a pillow-covered bench, each licking whatever cock was near.
Gilgal and his son were sex crazed and their passion excited me. I was sucking on Bilgal. I had noticed his cock was a full-grown organ on a half-grown man. He was impressive soft. Hard he was even more impressive. Accidentally, I touched his ass and found his hole was oiled. The hole was tight, but I remembered the way I felt when I was young and new to sex and knew he'd have no problem taking a cock.
Gilgal stopped sucking and I thought he was going to trade places with his son. I couldn't see what was going on since I had Bilgal's oozing cock in my mouth. I was briefly puzzled until I realized Gilgal was straddling my cock and impaling himself on it. It wasn't easy for him. His ass was tight. Gilgal was a strong man and brave. He slowly lowered himself on my cock. Inside he was a steaming oven. His ass gripped my cock and the longer I was in him the more he seemed to enjoy it.
Bilgal moved so I could watch his father. Gilgal began to move his hips and soon he was doing a dance on my cock. His ass caressed my cock as he twisted and rotated, insuring my cock touched every part of his hole. Even in the dim light, I could see his eyes were glazed; he was in a sexual trance. Few men get to be fucked by a god.
Gilgal's man seed began to splatter against my chest. His eyes were closed and it looked as if here was almost asleep. He was perfectly still except for his spurting cock. Bilgal helped to lift his father off my cock. I wanted Gilgal to stay so I could climax. Bilgal laid his father on the floor next to me, then straddled my cock and began to lower himself. I was briefly afraid I might hurt him. He was a big boy, but still was a boy. There was no need to worry. As soon as my cock head touched his hole he began to shiver and twitch. With each movement, my cock penetrated deeper into his bowels.
In no time at all, my cock had vanished into the twitching boy's body. There was no suggestion at all he felt any pain at all. I rolled him over and took charge, fucking him like a dog. He loved it.
From this position I could see Enkidu. I heard Ar-ron moan. It was actually more like a growl, and I knew Enkidu's cock was deep in the priest's ass and had hit the good spot. Next to them, Er-ic had Seth's legs on his shoulders. Er-ic was slowly pumping his cock into the older man's ass. This surprised me. I remembered how excited I was when I first fucked, so excited I climaxed quickly and easily. Er-ic took his time.
I relaxed and began to take my time with Bilgal. Everything my cock did gave Bilgal pleasure. Like his father, I wasn't sure he was conscious. He seemed to be in a pleasure induced trance, moaning in response to my every move. His cock was bloated and oozing so much juice. It formed a puddle of man juice on his gut.
I heard another deep, guttural growl. Looking up, I saw it was Er-ic who was now impaled on Seth's meat. Next to them Enkidu was still slow fucking Ar-Ron. Enkidu's look was blissful. His dear friend, Nannu, who had been dead, had returned in the form of Ar-Ron. The gods had looked upon Enkidu with favor. I know of no other human who has encountered a dead friend still alive.
Strangely, Ar-ron seemed to know it too. As soon as he saw Enkidu the first time, Ar-ron was directed by the gods to the wild man. If I lived to be a thousand years old, I would never have guessed I would see the austere and somber priest gasping for breath as he was rammed by a hairy creature like Enkidu.
Perhaps I should have felt jealousy as Ar-Ron felt the pleasure I had felt the night before. Instead, I seemed to share Enkidu's joy at being reunited with his dead friend. I felt warmth and comfort as I watched the two men couple. My cock twitched and I filled Bilgal's hole with my seed.
It was a strange orgasm. Usually I explode like a flash of lightening and the boom of thunder. This time I felt as if my cock was the udder of a cow, being drained of its life-giving milk. Bilgal's ass caressed my cock, massaging the seed from it in slow spurts. Ejaculation followed ejaculation. We rested for a while. Ar-Ron had to return to the temple precinct.
I had a beautiful ball draining orgasm and thought they were empty and I was finished for the night. Sitting on the side of the pool, I talked with Gilgal for a short while, and realized my man juices were rushing to refill my balls. My cock was rising again. Gilgal reached over and cupped my balls.
"They are full again?" he asked. I nodded. Seth and Er-ic came over to us. They were both hard. They were standing and l leaned over and licked Seth's member. It twitched as my tongue licked his slit, releasing sweet man juice. Every time my tongue flicked across the organ, he oozed more. It was sweet as the honey cakes. I flicked my tongue quickly and Seth began to moan.
Enkidu joined us. He had his arm around Bilgal. "The night is young!" Enkidu exclaimed.
Er-ic smiled. "I thought the night was over when Seth fucked the seed from my cock, but I still want more," he said.
"I have been a hermit for too long," Enkidu added. "I love sex, but I didn't realize how much you can enjoy watching your brothers enjoy themselves. It is hard for warriors to abandon themselves to pleasure."
"I thought only women could give this sort of pleasure," Seth said. "I am old and none want me. This was much better. My wives have never given me so much enjoyment."
"You liked Er-ic's cock?" I asked.
"His cock and his tight ass!" Seth replied.
"Enkidu believes you can feel real pleasure only with your equals," I said.
"You are a god," Gilgal protested.
I laughed, "Tonight I am a god who has a cock and wants to enjoy the cocks of his companions. It seems to me, when you are having an orgasm, all men become godlike. Bilgal's ass is filled with my seed. I think he enjoyed taking it as much as I enjoyed shooting it."