It was a time of Lords and Ladies, Dukes and Duchesses, battles and crusades and enormous castles. A time that sparked the stories of Camelot, Robin Hood, King Author his Knights and countless battles and crusades. Many of the prisoners were brought back to the castle and put in the dungeons. Many were transformed into slaves and served their conquering masters or killed if they chose to disobey.
Duke Edmond Wiliton was the master of Wiliton castle nestled in the beautiful English country side. It was not far from the ocean harbor of Pennington. It was here the Duke received his much needed supplies for war. He also sent his enemies and prisoners away on slave ships.
The castle was extremely large and required many people to keep it running. Henry was a boy of sixteen years his job was stable boy in one of the four stables the Duke kept. Henry was one of many orphan boys taken at a young age from captured villages then raised in the castle as servants to the Duke.
Henry was different than other boys of his age and he didn't know why he just had other feelings. His favorite pastime was to sneak into the dungeons at night after work. His young manhood would get immediately hard watching the guards perform depraved acts on the prisoners. The guards tossed prisoners over wooden rails tying their hands and feet together and rape them. Guards would rape them with their hard cocks and sometimes with other objects they found.
Prisoners were tied up and naked and whipped all over their body. Their cocks would swell up hard then the guards would yank them until they ejaculated. Others had weights tied to their genitals and forced to trot back and forth across the dungeon floor. For whatever reason some prisoners were even castrated.
Henry was especially fascinated with the masturbation of the prisoners. One prisoner was tied over the wooden rail; his large testicles hung low and his cock was completely stiff. The guard reached around and stroked the hard shaft. First slowly pulling the skin all the way up over the head. The prisoner's testicles rode up several inches with each stroke.
Henry thought the guard's performance was like art. He jammed his hand down on the cock then squeezed as he pulled back up. Henry reached under his cotton robe, grabbed his young erection and masturbated in time with the guard. He timed it just right ejaculating at the same time as the prisoner.
The next night Henry crept along the secrete passage that ran from the stable to the dungeons. This night he went farther past the main cells and torture chambers. He came out at the north end of another dungeon cell block. He saw a figure through the bars as he came closer he saw it was a naked man hanging from his arms.
He was a big man covered with lots of black hair but Henry was more interested in his manhood. A large thick circumcised cock slumped downward between his legs. Henry saw the outline of two equally large balls hanging down there also. The bars at the end were wider apart, just enough for his slender sixteen year old body to slip through. This was the first time he had ever been this close to a prisoner. He glanced again at the restraints on his arms and ankles.
Satisfied the prisoner could not get free, he slowly circled him. He was impressed by the muscles this man had. His arms, chest, buttocks, thighs, and legs. His face was covered with a black beard and his long black hair was matted with what looked like blood or something.
Suddenly the prisoner spoke. "What do you want here, boy?"
It startled Henry and he took a few steps back. Then he tried to muster the strongest voice he could. "I came to look at you," he said.
"I would be more happy if you came to set me free."
"I can't do that," Henry snapped back. "I came here to masturbate you."
The big man nodded his head. "I see. Well, get on with it then and leave me."
Henry touched the flaccid cock, pulling it gently downward. He felt it twitch as he wrapped it in his full fist. His other hand gently reached under his testicles and fondled them. Everything began happen all at once. The cock was swelling up in his hand and it began to feel more like a log. He remembered what the guard had done.
He knew from his own experience that the hand sliding over the head felt great. Suddenly the big man's hips began to rock back and forth. He could hear a faint moan escape from his lips. As he yanked faster the muscles in his butt cheeks clenched tighter. Suddenly out came a loud groan and his cock spewed forth streams of semen all over Henry's hand. It was the most exciting thing he had ever done!
He raised his robe and began to stroke his own hard cock.
"If you cut me down I'll do that for you." The prisoner whispered.
Henry was not stupid enough to fall for that. "Just for that. I'm going to rape you."
"I hate to say but you don't have a lot there to rape with."
Henry was mad now. He stepped behind the prisoner and rammed his fingers up his ass.
The big man's body jolted from the unexpected intrusion. Henry removed his robe, spread the big man's cheeks and forced his stiff cock into the tight hole. It was different from anything he had ever felt before. He soon got a pumping rhythm going he wrapped his arms around the big man's waist. He slammed his hips hard against the big man's ass. That uncontrollable sensation swept through his body.
He slipped his robe back on and was delighted to see that the prisoner had another erection. He couldn't help but feel he was responsible. "I see I made you hard again."
"Just a normal action, boy." The big man replied.
Henry stroked the hard cock several times before slipping between the bars and out of the cell. The prisoner watched as he disappeared into the darkness.
The next night Henry made his way along the narrow passage straight to the outer dungeon cells. The prisoner was still hanging naked in his cell. His cock began to swell with anticipation as he saw Henry coming down the hall. He knew why the boy was there and this time he was ready for another milking. Henry slipped into the cell delighted to see the huge erection on his prisoner.
"I see you were expecting me," Henry smiled as he rubbed the stiff cock.
"What is your name, boy?" The big man asked.
"Henry."
"I am Cerdic. You came to milk me again?"
Henry nodded his head. "Yes."
"It's the only pleasure I have. Take your time. Make it last."
Henry took the wrap from his shoulder and opened it.
"I brought you some food and water. It's not much some bread, cheese and a little pork."
Since Henry couldn't unlock prisoner he fed him by hand. Henry gently ran his fingers over the two hard lumps that stood out from the big man's hairy chest.
"Pull them. Pinch them hard, Henry. It makes me hard."
He did as the big man instructed. He pulled the nipples as far as he could then pinched them between his thumb and forefinger.
The big man gave out a groan and his hips shot forward. Each time they did his hard cock snapped upward against his stomach. This amused Henry so he continued pulling and pinching and watching the cock snap up and down. Henry saw some clear juice emerge from the gaping slit. He knew the prisoner was ready to masturbate.
His fist grabbed the hard organ and began yanking on it.
"Ahhhhh," the big man moaned. "You are very good at this Henry. I bet you are the best milker in the castle."
That was what Henry wanted to hear. He grabbed the head of the cock, rubbing it back and forth in the palm of his hand.
The big man groaned again and again then the milky juice squirted out between Henry's fingers. The big man's body and hips bucked and jerked while Henry continued to massage the large cock. The prisoner arched his back and his butt stuck out. Henry rubbed his hands over the two hairy mounds of muscle.
"I know your cock is hard, Henry. Put it in. Rape me again!"
Henry was eager and wasted no time ramming his teenage cock up the big man's ass. Again he wrapped his arms around the muscular torso and slammed his thighs against the naked butt. The sensation quickly overcame him this time and he was soon moaning and groaning.
"Henry. My cock is still hard. Milk it again."
Henry wanted to but he knew it was late and he had to get back to the stable.
The next evening Henry returned to the cell to find it empty. He began quietly searching the various cells looking for Cerdic. Finally he found Cerdic in another cell. He was upside down his legs tied to a wooden arch and his hands tied to steel rings in the floor. Henry could see there were welts from a whip across his body.
"Is that you Henry?"
"Yes. But I can't get in. I can't fit through any openings in the bars. They're too close together."
"Just as well, boy. I don't feel all that good tonight. The whip takes a lot out of a man."
"I can steal a key from the guards." Henry was stopped in mid sentence.
"No, Henry. If they catch you they'll kill us both. I'm not ready to die yet. Let it be for another day."
Reluctantly Henry made his way back to the stable for a lonely night of self exploration which usually ended with masturbation.
The next day at the jousting field Henry was tending the horses for the riders. Several of the constantans were dungeon guards hoping to be selected by the Duke for his army. Henry noticed all the rings of keys next to the guard's clothes. There were only three keys that opened all the dungeon locks. The main dungeon, the south hall and the north hall. He would take one key from each ring. He tied them with a string inside his robe ever so tightly so they would not make a sound as he moved about.
That night Henry found Cerdic in his new cell but he was not upside down this time. He was tied backwards over a large wooden barrel spread eagle. His ankles and wrists tied to steel rings in the floor. Henry quietly unlocked the door and entered the large cell.
Cerdic whispered as loud as he dare. "What did you do, boy? Steal the keys?"
"Yes," Henry answered.
"Damn, boy! You have a lot of guts!"
Henry smiled. "They think they lost the on the jousting field today."
Suddenly they heard guards coming down the hallway. Henry quickly hid in the dark shadows in the back corner of the cell. He crouched down next to the wall and never made a sound.
"What about this one," one guard asked to the other.
"This is Cerdic. A war lord of the Bernicia tribes in the North. I believe the Duke will have him executed soon." They both laughed as they continued down the hall.
Henry could not believe his ears. The Duke will execute Cerdic! His heart began to pound fast as he emerged from the darkness returning to Cerdic.
Cerdic grunted, "You were lucky that time, Henry."
"Did you hear what they said? They're going to execute you."
"That's what happens in war, boy. A soldier fights and he dies. Now start rubbing my cock so I can feel good again one more time."
Henry was not much in the mood but he took the big man's cock in his fist and began pulling it up and down. He loved that feeling as the big cock grew bigger and bigger in his hand. He took the large testicles in his other hand and stretched them tight. His other hand never missed a stroke ready for the much awaited climax. The silence was broken by a deep moan from Cerdic. His cock pumping another stream of male seed.
Henry's cock was now hard as a board but there was no way to rape Cerdic because of the way he was tied over the barrel.
"Come here, boy," Cedric whispered. "Is you cock hard?"
Henry nodded, lifting his robe to show Cedric.
"Get down here. On your knees close to my face."
Cerdic's head was upside down resting on the barrel but perfectly even with his crotch.
Cerdic whispered again. "Put your cock in my mouth. You just keep it right there close up to you balls. I'll do the rest."
Henry slid his erection into the bearded hole of Cerdic's mouth. He was immediately overcome by a warm sensation that he never experienced before. Cerdic was sucking and licking every inch of Henry's hard cock.
He knew he couldn't hold on any longer he had reached his orgasm. His young cock spit out all the semen it was capable of right into Cerdic's mouth. This did not interfere with Cerdic he just kept sucking until he felt the Henry finally go soft.
"How was that, boy? Did you ever have that done before?"
Henry shook his head. "No. It was the greatest thing I ever felt."
"Good, boy. Now get out of here before the guards come back. Get!"
The next night Henry looked for Cerdic but he was not to be found in any of the cells on the north side. He thought maybe they moved him to the south. He was on his way to check when he noticed someone was in the old cell of Cerdic's at the far end of the hall. It was worth a look. There was another big naked man hanging from his arms. His legs were spread wide apart and tied to the steel rings in the floor.
In so many ways this man reminded Henry of Cerdic. He slipped through uneven bars at the end of the cell just like he had done before. As he got closer he noticed the whip marks on his body. Henry stared at his huge cock and balls.
"Who are you? What do you want?" The prisoner painfully grunted.
Henry smiled under his breath. "I'm here to rape you. But not before I milk your big cock dry!"
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