Islechester 6
By Bald Hairy Man
This is a fantasy, for men, not kids, not for anyone who got to this site by accident, not expecting to find gay stories. No effort at realistic or safe sexual practices has been made. If you have any comments, please send them to me at bldhrymn@aol.com, bldhrymn@yahoo.com or at bldhrymn@excite.com.
Paulus was about to be introduced to the joys of anal sex by Rollomer when we heard a cry. A ship was on the horizon. All thoughts of play vanished as we prepared for the possibilities. It could be the ship of an enemy tribe, or a merchantman. There was always the hope that the ship was in distress or was piloted by an inept sailor and there would be an opportunity for salvage.
As the ship got closer it was none of these possibilities. It was Hulcemer's ship, returning from Germany. We rushed to the docking area to greet the men. Balmer returned with Aldober and Groundhog, his sad and ugly friend. Flavius remained in Germany with Dickmer. Paulus was depressed his Grandson had not returned, but he seemed to be attracted to Balmer. He and his grandson apparently shared the same tastes in men.
The last men to emerge from the ship were a trio of oddly dressed men. They were dressed as animals, with only their faces peaking out from the fur pelts and headdresses. The biggest man was dressed as a Bear, seemed to be almost as massive as the animal itself. To one side was a Wolf and flanking him on the other side was a Deer. Hulcemer ran up to the trio and greeted them warmly. All the other men hung back.
I realized that these were priests or seers. I also suspected I was in danger. I knew enough of Christian Priests to know that they often didn't like change or innovation. If these men were priests of the cock god, they may well have not approved of my innovations. I was very careful greeting the men.
Hulcemer announced a great feast for the night to welcome the high guests.
The entire villa was filled with activity as we got ready for banquet. Normally it would take days to get such an event ready, but the harvest had been good as was the hunting and fishing. The activity took my mind off the Priests. Aldober and Groundhog stayed close to me. The sex had been so good the last time we were together, I knew exactly what they were hoping for.
In the late afternoon, Hulcemer and Odinmer called me to the baths. They told me the purpose of the Priests 'visit. They had learned of the new rites I had introduced and wanted to experience them first hand.
"Were they shocked or opposed to the rites?" I asked.
"Puzzled more than shocked." Hulcemer said. "They are the high Priests who insure the fertility of the land and animals. They are selected from young boys who have never shown any interest in women. Their love is for cocks alone." he explained. I felt a little better with this information. At least the priests and I shared one characteristic.
"Dickmer and Balmer are their favorite bed mates. They explained what you had taught them, but they couldn't understand. They want you to show the priests." Odinmer said.
"I was afraid they were here to stamp out a rival." I said. Hulcemer and Odinmer bellowed in laughter.
"Many of us love cocks and cock play," the Chieftain said, "but these men live for cock. Keep your ass well oiled and they will be happy."
"Have they fucked you?" I asked.
"No. They have their own playmates. The Priests live apart from the warriors most of the time. This visit is very rare." Hulcemer explained. "They commune with the gods only when they are in ecstasy. Their bed mates can keep them hard for hours. We warriors are too fast." I had serious doubts as to how much communing you can do on the edge of an orgasm, but I kept my thoughts to myself.
"They live for man play." Odinmer explained. "The ceremonies are wild and exciting, very different from the quiet events we have here." I was thinking I had sucked or been fucked by thirty or forty men in the first ceremony I had participated in. What the events with the Priests were like, I couldn't guess.
Hulcemer looked me in the eye. He was excited by the prospects of a wild sexual romp. So was I. The three men entered the room and were greeted warmly. They removed their fur garments.
Each man physically resembled the animal he represented. Wolf was wolf like. He was lean and thin and would have been scrawny if he wasn't so muscular. He had black hair with much gray streaked through it. He looked fearsome. Bear was huge and furry, more massive than even Hulcemer or Odinmer. He had a thick pelt of brown hair and was almost as furry as the real bear pelt he removed. Deer Man was sleek and thin, with reddish brown hair. He was elegant like a Greek statue.
While they had good sized cocks, their balls were spectacular. I had always though of the penis as the symbol of male fertility, but when I saw the Priests' balls in low hanging, fur covered sacks, I understood the role of the balls. Wolf Man had a pair of ripe plums, Deer, peaches and Bear, apples.
Bear was a surprise. I had noticed big heavy men often had compact genitals, held close to the body. I expected Wolf Man to have low hanging balls, but Bear was a wonder. They were so big, they were almost a deformity. If balls were the seat of lust, he was the ultimate. All the seed and fluid housed there eventually would fill his cock and then be shot into his lover.
They bathed in the waterfall. They were dirty from the long voyage and the warmth of the water was a pleasant shock to them. The bath itself was a marvel. They apparently lived in a log hut, deep in the woods and were isolated from the rest of the tribe. They new little of Rome and even in its deteriorated state, the Villa was well beyond their barbarian imaginings.
Bear was enjoying the falling water when I began to suck him. He jumped a bit when my tongue first touched his cock, but a few seconds later his cock had doubled in size. Hulcemer and Odinmer began to suck the two other priests and all three of the newcomers discovered the joys of oral sex together.
They took to it like ducks to water. I soon realized they had no hesitations about sexual activity. They were priests of a cock god, nothing that made use of a cock was unacceptable. I later discovered that daily sex was a requirement for them and their orgasms were thought to encourage the fertility of the earth.
In the course of the next few hours I discovered sex was plentiful and regular for the priests, but not imaginative. They imitated the animals they represented, so intercourse was doggy style, or, more correctly, bear, wolf or deer style. They were always the top and their partners were always passive.
This seemed odd to me, but their situation was odd. They were chosen very young and once they were Priests, anytime they wanted to screw, some guy would get on his knees and open his ass wide. I also discovered Wolf was deaf and mute and Deer's eyesight was dim. He could see, but not well. Bear just wasn't very smart, not smart at all. The tribe regarded these afflictions as a sign of divine selection. The men were set apart for special use. When they began to mature and their balls began to grow, this just confirmed the high rank of the men.
Balmer explained this to me later. All were from noble families, so their problems were deeply distressing for their clans. Everyone rejoiced when it became clear they were suited to be priests. Because they only screwed other men, there was no problem that their seed would pass on to another generation. I saw the logic behind the tradition.
Bear Man wanted to learn how to suck, so he sucked me. He was vigorous, rather than delicate. He got my cock in his mouth while I sucked him. This is usually my favorite position, but I was almost smothered by his balls. It took a while, but finally I got his cock in my mouth. When I first licked his cock, I thought he was a bit small. When he began sucking me, his meat expanded to it's full size. He had a man choker. It wasn't too long, but was thick and oozed. When he shoved it in my throat, his meat sealed it up.
I was afraid he would asphyxiate me. Fortunately, when he realized what was happening, he pulled out. He continued sucking and seemed to like my cock dribble. He got Wolf to come over and lick my bloated head a few times to sample the juice. Deer followed. My oozing cock was the center of attention.
The men had never tasted a cock before. All their sex had been in the ass, so the cock wasn't a taste treat. They loved the slippery goo oozing from my cock head. I was feeling good by now. My fears of the Priests were allayed. Sexual pleasure was the Priests objective in life and I opened a new door for them. I felt like Prometheus bringing fire to the world. The Priests may have been uneasy, but the enjoyment of the new sex acts banished any fears or worries they might have had about me.
My cock dribble remained the focus of the three men's attention. Wolf replaced Deer. He was a careful and considerate sucker. His cock was longer than Bear's, but much thinner. I reached down and smeared some of his cock juice on my finger, then fed it to him. He loved it. Bear said something to Odinmer. His speech was difficult for me to understand.
"He wants to know how you keep it flowing." Odinmer explained. "They want more."
"I'm not sure I want them to know a nice fat cock in my ass will double the flow." I said. Odinmer looked at me and laughed.
"Since when has a cock up your ass been a problem?" Odinmer said with a smile. He explained this to the Priests. Fucking they knew. Odinmer got some oil out and coated Wolf's cock as the man reclined on the marble floor beside the pool. I straddled him and then sat on it. Wolf experienced the second marvel of the day. It slid in like a sword into its sheath, effortlessly gliding deep into my hole. Actually, it was the second and third marvel. The oil made the entrance effortless, and he had never been a passive fucker. Sitting on top, I had to do all the work.
I usually like this position, but skewered on Wolf's cock I loved it. I had no great expectations from Wolf's meat. It was a bit bigger that average, I guessed, but not exceptional. Since I had a lot of experience with barbarian cocks at the villa, I had discovered I had a definite preference for really big ones. Wolf's, however, was wonderful. I hit every good spot and I went crazy. I was wiggling and grinding to get as much pleasure out of the love pole as I could.
Eventually I wound up facing away from Wolf, with my legs spread wide and my hard cock dripping like an obscene fountain. This was the perfect location for Bear to lick the ooze and that he did. Wolf's cock was like a oil press, squeezing out a new load of cock juice every time I twitched.
I was oozing ambrosia, the food of the gods, as far as Bear was concerned. Deer got close and licked my cock whenever Bear took a breather. I began to climax and not a drop escaped the eager mouths of the priests. I then rotated to face Wolf. He was a fierce looking man, but my ass had tamed him. I kept on grinding my ass and then ran my fingers through his pelt to his tits. He jerked. I pinched them lightly and he jerked again. Odinmer came over and lifted me up off Wolf's cock.
"He will come many times before the night is over. He will get to enjoy you again." Odinmer said. "He has an inexhaustibly supply of seed and he never gets tired." I was tired. I looked around the pool. Hulcemer was sitting on Bear's cock. Hulcemer was imitating my dance on Wolf's meat and was enjoying himself. Bear had a strange look on his face. It was a combination of intense pleasure and awe. I was sure the barbarians thought he was communing with the cock god. I would bet he was astounded that sex could be so good and last so long.
Hulcemer loved cock too. He wasn't trying to rush to an orgasm. He was savoring the sensations, moving so the bear meat could penetrate deeper in his rectum and exploring every possible way to enjoy himself. Bear looked overwhelmed with the sensations.
Hulcemer had also discovered the objective of man sex. Sex with women was complicated. It was necessary to have children to protect the tribe and carry on your name and it was a way to form permanent alliances with other tribes and clans. The danger of pregnancy made sex with the wrong woman a problem. Bastard children were a threat to the legitimate heir. Women of wealth and power could be fragile and died so easily. Children were a blessing, childbirth a curse.
With man sex there was only pleasure. Hulcemer realized if it was only pleasurable for him, he might make an enemy. If it was pleasurable for him and his partner, he had made a comrade, lover and friend. He knew in battle, confronted by enemies and with danger all around, the men who loved him would come to his aid.
Since he had come to the Villa he had changed from being a good leader to being a loved leader. He loved cocks and men. There were many long nights on a ship, or in a raiding party. Winter nights in a lodge could seem endless. For Hulcemer and his men, these were times of bonding and loving. Hulcemer was much loved.
He added Bear to his list of lovers that afternoon. We went to the big courtyard and found all the men finishing up the preparations for the feast. Fall would soon be here, but it was still warm in the late summer sun. I returned to my room for some rest and found Groundhog waiting for me. I lay down and he joined me, sucking my cock like a baby at his mother's breast. I fell asleep.