- The following is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 or older
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This story will have many chapters that will include Fantasy elements, incest, and gay sex. This first chapter is the only chapter to contain Bisexual content. All remaining chapters will be completely Homosexual.
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In the village of Verpa there were no men except for 1. His name was Matteo. The women of Verpa told him that while he was still in his mother's womb, all the men and boys in the village left in search of a new place for their village to resettle. For some time the growing of crops had started to slow, and they were finding fewer animals to hunt every year. they had promised once they found a place, they would return for the women. It had been 18 years since they left. With no men in the village, Matteo was the youngest person of the 257 people that populated Verpa.
matteo had grown into a beautiful speciman of a man, and the women, having not seen a man for 18 years, were starting to become lustful for Matteo now that he was of age. But something primal in Matteo didn't let him to feel objectified or victimized by the women. In fact he quite liked the attention. At 6' tall, 180lbs, completely ripped muscle, tan olive skin, jet black hair, and a 7 inch cock (soft), when he was 17 he started to often walk the village naked letting his cock swing where it may as if he were unaware of his nudity.
The next oldest people in Verpa were 4 sisters, the youngest being 1 year older than Matteo named Sitia. They had been best friends their whole lives. After the first time Sitia had seen his cock swinging, things had been different. And the moment he turns 18, Sitia made a request that caught him off guard.
"Fuck me" she begged. "There's no other men in this village, and the way the matron's taught us to pleasure ourselves isn't enough. I want to feel a man's hard cock inside me Matteo. Please do it for me." Next thing he knew, Sitia was naked on the floor with her legs open rubbing her clit. He'd never seen anything like it. She was a beautiful woman with gorgeous tits and her pussy was so wet. But it was her swollen clit that made him feel a twinge in his cock. If he looked at it just right it resembled the head of a cock. Well, not his cock, but what he imagined other men's cocks must look like. As his cock stiffened he started to rub it, mesmerized by her wet pussy and clit. The harder his cock got and the more he stroked it, the more violently Sitia hand fucked her dripping pussy.
The two stared at each other naked and masturbating until finally Sitia screamed out
"FUCK I'M CUMMING"
Sitia screamed as her pussy started squirting with so much force it shot across the room and sprayed on Matteo. The effect was instant. Matteo's cock went instantly soft. It was an if someone had turned off a light the instant her pussy juice touched him. Sitia begged him to cum for her, and when he couldn't/wouldn't she seemed angry. This was so out of character for her. To get out of there Matteo feigned tiredness and promised they'd talk more the next day.
It turned out Sitia wouldn't be the last woman to throw herself at him. Almost everyday a new woman of Verpa would ask for his seed, his cock, or ask to masturbate whilel ooking at him. Matteo realized he loved to be seen naked and watched watched while masturbating, and even loved the sight of the masturbating women (their swollen clits were always responsible for his hard ons), but something about her touch robbed him of his sexual prowess. If a woman touched him, or squirted their pussy juice on him, his 8.5inch hard on would return to it's 7" soft state and he was useless.
So, after a while, and in his arrogance Matteo would invite the women to the village square and he would perform for them. He would masturbate in front of them for their visual pleasure. The women could not touch him. They would strip out of their cloths and rub their pussies and moan while watching him on his stage masturbating. Inevitably, in uncontrollable lust, at least one woman would always reach out to touch him and steal his hard on from him.
Until one day the women kept far enough back that it finally happened. The women screamed and moaned with pleasure while they watched, and Matteo had been rubbing his hard cock longer than ever when he suddenly felt like he was going to cum. He had never cum in front of the women before and was ready to see their reaction. He closed his eyes, tweaked one of his muscular nipples, and let his semen fly. And fly it did.
His cock erupted with the force of a canon. The amount of cum and distance it shot, even the furthest woman away felt a drop on her face. The women screamed as they orgasmed in direct response to Matteo busting his nut. The ground under the women was soaked with their pussy squirt.
It was the most spectacular nut Matteo had ever had. But little did he know, this night would be his last night in Verpa.
That night Matteo was in his bed thinking back on the nut he bust for the women. But it wasn't the women he was remembering. It was himself. He realized he was jealous of the women. He started to realize, he wanted to see himself masturbate... see himself shoot cum. No, not himself.
Another man.
As he started to realize this, his cock started to swell again. His nipples got hard, his muscles tightened and it was like a magnet to his hands. One hand started stroking his cock and the other started creeping to the space between his balls and his asshole. As his legs opened, and he got more and more sweaty, his hand slipped onto his hole by accident. The result was INSTANT again. Except this mistake had the opposite effect of the pussy juice.
His cock immediately started seeping clear juice. The steady stream of precum was making such a mess as he kept rubbing his hole. But it wasn't enough. He spit on his fingers and moved them back to his hole and slipped 2 of them in. His hole accepted the fingers like a desperate man in a desert accepting water. As his cock poured more precum, he let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.
The women of the village had grown accustomed to hearing Matteo pleasure himself in private too so he didn't feel the need to quiet himself. But the fingers weren't enough. He needed more. He went to his kitchen and grabbed a thin but long cucumber. Using the precum he had poured all over himself out of his own cock, he slicked up the cucumber, and his hole, and slowly eased it inside of himself.
His head spun with pleasure. There was so much precum pouring out of him while he moaned loudly, that he couldnt hold out any longer. As he shoved the cucumber deeper inside his hole, he started cumming with so much force. He shot his nut in his own face and mouth as he screamed. He never wanted to take the vegetable out of his hole as he lay there covered in his own seed exhausted from the second intense nut of the day.
Sitia, living next door, heard Matteo's loud moans of pleasure through his open window. Having been there when he had nutted for the whole village, she was so aroused to hear he had more seed she went to his house to hopefully see him nut again. She heard his loud climactic scream, and knew she had missed it but wanted to see the end result anyway. When she walked in they made eye contact. He smiled and started to eat his own cum. She stood horror struck at the sight of him eating his own seed with a vegetable crammed in his asshole. It was until he started pissing on himself and started rubbing the piss/semen mixture together all over his hard body that she screamed.
Sitia's scream seemed to snap Matteo out of his reverie. He looked at himself covered in seed and piss with a cucumber in his ass and removed it. He felt immediately like he should apologize to Sitia. But she wasn't to be calmed down. Once she left, Matteo began cleaning the mess he'd made. He couldn't understand why she was so upset. He was still euphoric from so much pleasure in one day. He would deal with Sitia tomorrow,
But he never had the chance. He woke up and left him home, nude as usual, intending to go talk to Sitia but found the 10 leaders of the village standing there looking very serious.
"Matteo, Sitia came to us last night and told us how she found you. We are not angry with you, per se, but this is very serious." said a woman named Menda.
"I don't understand," Matteo admitted. "I was only pleasuring myself as I always have. I only just discovered a new way to do it. Shouldn't that make you happy?" And as his mind drifted to the anal pleasure of the night before, his cock started to stiffen. His hand started to gently stroke in front of the women.
"STOP THIS NOW" screamed Menda.
Matteo snapped out of it, confused as ever. Why didn't they want to watch him? Why was the memory so easy and clear to remember as if transported.
"We know you have no idea what's happening to you. But to speak of this curse is to give it more power". At these words, the other 9 women began hissing and shushing Menda.
"Curse?" Matteo questioned.
"I've said too much. This is the end Matteo. You cannot stay here. We've prepared a bag with food, and supplies for starting a fire, but that is all. You must leave immediately and NEVER come back." Menda stated with a finality that Matteo knew couldn't be argued.
His cock, prowess, and physique had always controlled the women. But that spell had somehow been broken. He didn't even say goodbye to Sitia.
Completely naked, with the bag of supplies on his back, Matteo left Verpa. He didnt even look back. As he walked for hours, he thought of where he could go. He'd never studied the maps or the world to even know where it was POSSIBLE to go. When he finally got tired he stopped to make camp for the night. He started a fire and mindlessly started rubbing his cock in the warmth.
There was a rustle in nearby bushed and he stood up alert and ready to fight. The first thing he saw was the body of a man. But he had to be 10 feet tall? But then as he stepped forward he say instead of the lower half of a human body, was actually the body of a horse.
A centaur...
The human part of the centaur was something matteo had never seen. Had he been standing on 2 human legs, instead of 4 horse legs, he probably would have stood nearly 7ft tall. Porcelain white skin, jet black hair, and the torso of a god. He made Matteo's form look small. The horse portion of his body matched the hair on his head. Jet Black. Stranger still, the Cetaur had 2 cocks. The first was a human one where it would have been had he had human legs continuing from his torso. It had to be 10 inches soft. The other was an enormous horses cock swinging freely by his hind legs. Matteo was in awe. And yet the centaur seemed equally intrigued by Matteo.
the centaur spoke in a soft steady voice.
"there is no man in these forrests i have never seen. But you, i have never seen you before. Who are you?"
Matteo timidly dove into his story. He explained where he had come from, and what lead him to be by this fire rubbing his cock. Comprehension seemed to dawn on the centaur.
"I see. Well Matteo, my name is Beatus. I watch over these woods. If you continue to travel west for 2 days you will find the safe place you seek. Those you find there will help you understand what has happened to you."
But Matteo had barely been listening. He was in awe of the centaur's cocks. More to the point, he was craving the centaur's cocks. His own cock was rock hard and pouring precum again. He was even drooling slightly.
Beatus saw what was happening. And knew he had to intervene before it was too late.
"BOY did yea hear what i told you?"
But it was too late. Matteo was on the forrest floor on his knees massaging his cock with one hand and massaging his hole with the other.
"Boy stop this," pleaded Beatus. Though with diminishing conviction. It had been 18 years since he'd seen a new man, and this beautiful specimen was becoming too much to resist. Despite himself, both of Beatus's cocks began to swell.
Seeing the flaccid 10 inch human cock begin to grow, Matteo lunged for it with his mouth. But Beatus was too fast for him. Coming to his senses he realized this boy was not ready to receive him. Did not understand what it would mean and he had to care for the boy above anything else. Matteo lay on the forest floor whimpering like a dog in head. "Please Beatus. I'v never even seen another cock before, and all i want is to feel your cock in my throat. Please let me have it. PLEASE let me have your cock..
Beatus knew what he had to do. He approached Matteo, Picked him up as if he were a child and brought him to a tree trunk. He tied him to it so he could not move his arms.
"Please Beatus, let me milk your cocks."
Matteo's cock was SPRAYING precum he was so arroused.
"Boy your hunger for my cocks has aroused me. But you are not ready to receive them. I will however bless you with my seed."
Beatus's horse legs lowered him to the ground and his horses body started rubbing his horse cock on the ground. At the same time Beatus massaged his human cock with his hands.
Matteo moaned and begged to be allowed to touch his own cock while he watched but Beatus knew better. After was had to be a half hour of stroking, and sipping Matteo's precum, Beatus's cocks were ready to burst.
"Are you ready boy?"
"Please my god, please!" Matteo begged.
Beatus thrust his horse cock along the ground 3 more violent times and stood up quickly. His front horse legs jumped up on the tree on either side of Matteo's head and his horse cock began spraying buckets of cum all over. It was silver and made Matteo tingle all over. When Beatus was finished spraying his centaur cum on Matteo he said in a growl very unlike the speaking voice he'd been using...
"That was for you Boy. Now this one is for me!" and without warning he shoved 2 centaur cum covered fingers inside Matteo's asshole. Matteo screamed with pleasure and without touching his own cock, Matteo began spraying cum everywhere. At the exact same moment, Beatus let out a roar, not unlike a lion, and his human cock, now 13 solid inches, sprayed even more semen on Matteo. This semen was exactly like Matteo's.
Matteo fell limp. Beatus smiled for knowing he had exhausted the boy. He cut the boy down and for a moment he lay cum covered on the forrest floor. The he did something Beatus did not expect.
Matteo rolled over on his back and began eating all the cum on his body. His cock was already hard again. With his free hand he stroked it, and with the other he fed himself centaur and human seed.
"Please Beatus put your hand back inside me."
What was this boy? How was he still awake let alone wanting more. Could it be?
Beatus moved forward and inserted his fingers again. Matteo moaned, and to Beatus's surprise Matteo began to piss. Beatus pressed Matteo's prostate like a button until the piss flow stopped and the instant it did Matteo began to cum again. BUCKETS.
The centaurs magic was already taking hold. It was Time to go.
Before removing his fingers from Matteo's hole, he reminded him of the western 2 day journey ahead. After coaxing acknowledgement out of Matteo's whimpering form, he removed his hand from Matteo's hole. He cantered a few paces away, and looked back at Matteo. He was on his back, asleep, covered in cum and 2 kinds of semen. With just a thought, Beatus cast a protection around Matteo's camp sight. Nothing, an no one, would disturb or harm Matteo while he slept tonight. Or any night until he reached his destination.
Matteo slept that night and he had a dream. Of a Tall fair haired man, telling him he loved him. Of a crowd of men cheering for him. Of Beatus kissing him. Of a boy, about his age, scaring him. When Matteo woke the next morning he could only remember pictures from his dream. But he remembered Beatus. He even called out for him, but no one answered.
He gathered his things, and started his journey west. But something was very very different, even if he didn't quite know it yet.
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