BRONZE AGE COCK BROTHERS Part 2
(Just a reminder that I'm just sending this in for my Marine Corps buddy Z. He did most of the writing. I gave him the story idea and told him things to put in or have people say. 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, when there were real fucking Men.)
AROUND THE YEAR 1200 B.C., SOMEWHERE IN THE SOUTHERNMOST MEDITERRANEAN
LATER THAT NIGHT
Dak came with a shout so loud it was heard outside the tent even over the noise of his warriors' yells and laughter. Kor's cunt, he thought, was still as tight and arousing as the day he'd first raped him in the barracks.
Kor (who was also known as Daku, "Dak's Bitch") ceased the vigorous fuck-movement of his ass with a final downward thrust. He'd been facing away from Dak, leaning forward a little and gripping the sides of the cot, his legs sprawled awkwardly over the Commander's, so that he could fuck himself up and down on Dak's long, thick manhood. Dak for his part just lay on his back at his ease, content to let Kor, like a good warrior's bitch, do all the work to draw his fuck-seed out. But it wasn't just laziness, he enjoyed watching the boy strain to position himself to give the greatest pleasure to his master's cock. Besides, his powerful ass and back muscles were never more beautiful than when tense and flexing like this.
And he rewarded his muscular warrior with a cunt full of the seed he loved so much.
Dak slapped him hard on the ass. "Get off, you goddam cunt," he sighed happily. Daku got up clumsily, struggling not to lose his balance. Instinctively he turned around to take the still hard cock in his mouth to clean off the sperm smeared down its shaft and pooling in the foreskin. He lovingly sucked and tongued it for several minutes, relishing the strong flavor of Dak's fuck-seed, ignoring the needs of his own cock so close to making its sperm when Dak's hand smacked his ass-cheek. Satisfied that he had all Dak's sperm in him he was going to get for now, he got up and turned to go, his magnificent erection thrusting up from his groin.
But Dak grunted. "No, get back on it. I don't want to get up." Kor knew what he meant, he didn't even give it a thought. He just went down easily on one knee, a muscular arm casually resting on the side of the cot, the other reaching over to take Dak's swollen cock by the base. Then he leaned his head over his sire's crotch and took the cockhead in his mouth and closed his lips around it firmly. Even though he was expecting it, he still couldn't help jerking a little when the powerful stream of piss erupted into his mouth. He'd been disgusted a little by it as a boy, that first time, but would laugh at himself now when he remembered how he'd felt. He now thought of it as entirely natural, something any warrior should do for his superior. Now Dak could lie back and prepare for sleep, as he deserved, instead of venturing outside again.
Dak finished with a loud sigh. He raised his head up a little to enjoy the sight of Daku's handsome, masculine face sucking on his cock, his eyes always looking up to Dak's to show his obedience. "Now get your fucking cunt out there, bitch," he said with a warm smile.
Kor released him, smiled back and stroked himself without thinking. "Sire," he said, then turned and left.
Outside, the fires had dimmed significantly, and the warriors' carousing had died down for the most part. Two were only a few paces from the Commander's tent, vigorously raping a handsome captive, whose hands were still bound behind him. One stood in back of him, fucking his cunt from behind, gripping the young man by his hips. His brother warrior stood in front, holding the grunting prisoner firmly around his balls. His other hand soon slipped between the captive's legs to push two fingers up into his cunt for a few seconds alongside his friend's thrusting cock. Kor smiled at them. The savage fucking cunts, he thought, would still be going at it when the sun came up if he didn't interrupt.
He stopped beside them. "You fucking whores had better finish pleasuring those boyfucking cocks soon. We're leaving before dawn." They both panted out a "Yes, sire." For a moment longer, Kor watched the handsome prisoner straining and writhing on the cock and fingers violating him, felt his lust stir, and considered taking a turn in the handsome captive's cunt. But decided instead just to "mark" him. Leaning back a little and jutting his groin out, he released the heavy pressure on his bladder with a powerful stream from his erect cock. It splashed on the prisoner's thigh and on the warrior in front. Kor smiled to see the prisoner try to move back, only to be slapped by the warrior in front of him.
Both warriors shouted with laughter, as happy as two boys finding a lizard. The warrior in front quickly let go of the captive's balls and grabbed hold of Kor's cock to direct its strong piss-stream onto the vulnerable prisoner. The piss hit the youth--still moving jerkily from the fuck-thrusting he was taking--in the face, then on his powerful chest, and finally on his cock and balls, Kor laughing loudly with the warriors until he was finally drained.
"That's the Commander's Bitch who put his stink on you," the warrior fucking him said with a laugh. "You should be honored, you fucking cunt!"
Kor reminded them again to finish quickly and moved off. Most of the warriors were settling down to sleep, if they weren't asleep already. Prisoners lay exhausted, bound hand and foot, their naked bodies pressed from behind and in front by the muscular flesh of the warriors guarding them.
But there was still a group that needed breaking up. Near the far side of the little cove, up against the cliff wall, a half-circle of warriors were shouting and laughing raucously at something that had their blood up. Kor quickly recognized the back-sides of Koru and Koruta, his bitches. He would know those sculpted asses anywhere, he thought. He slipped in quietly between them, then roughly caught them by the neck in the crook of either arm and pulled them close in so that their heads were pressed against his thick pectorals.
"What are you two cunt-licking cocksuckers up to, eh?" he said in a deep growl, but affectionately.
They laughed, knowing it was Kor before they heard him from his smell alone. "Look, master," Koru said. "Those fucking little cunts you gave us." He smiled when he saw the boys and the reason for the other warriors' interest.
Kor released them, his hands going to their cocks, gripping them and then masturbating them fairly hard. The two warriors laughed but grimaced, afraid he'd make them cum. "Ah, master," Koruta pleaded, "You'll make me spill my seed!" They were almost bent double trying to resist ejaculating, but neither dared to struggle against him--their bodies were his to use, after all.
But Kor had pity on them and let go their cocks. "Unless you want me to start again and make you spill your fucking whore seed like a fucking virgin, you'd better tell me quickly why you stupid cunts aren't raping those two little shits like I ordered."
"But we did, sire!" Koru protested. "We each fucked them twice. Then the others skewered their cunts."
"It's true, Daku!" Koruta joined in. "Two, maybe three of the others have fucked their cunts already." Kor nodded absently, his gaze fixed on the sight before him. The older boy was on the top of the younger, fucking him from behind like a dog, as the warriors crouched or stood around them and shouted obscene encouragement. "It was Maru's idea," Koru explained. "And we couldn't argue against your lover."
On the far side of the two fucking young captives, Kor now noticed the exquisitely muscled form of young Maru, the leader Mar's bitch. Even in the dim light of the dying fires, he could see his lover's striking blue eyes, the most beautiful of their company. He strode past the two boys and went up to his friend. They briefly grasped each other's cocks, broad white smiles on their handsome faces. Kor then took his place next to Maru, planting his feet apart, hands on his hips, cock sticking out hard, imitating his lover's stance. They were both smiling and laughing at the two boys, once so shy, now vigorously fucking in front of enemies and strangers.
Without taking his eyes off the sight, Maru said, "Dak gave you a cunt full of his seed then?"
"See for yourself," Kor answered, beaming with pride. Maru leaned back a little to see, then brought his hand up to Kor's beautiful ass, found his hole, and inserted a finger into his cunt. A copious amount of cum ran out. "Impressive, you filthy cunt," Maru laughed.
"Has Mar stuck his cock in your pussy this evening, or has he been too busy raping enemy warriors?" Kor questioned him in return, teasing him with the insulting word "pussy." In answer, Maru smirked and turned his backside to his friend, pulled his ass-cheeks apart and relaxed enough to allow a thin stream of Mar's seed to escape his tight cunt.
"I'll fill you up better than that, you cocksucking bitch," Kor said with lust. Remembering what Koru had told him, he asked about the little spectacle taking place. "They're such whores now, I thought it would be fun to watch them fuck, see how much they really had accepted their fate."
"You did well, cunt-licker," Kor conceded. He felt his lust rising watching the older boy fucking his younger brother so relentlessly. He stepped near them, stuck his cock in the face of the older boy--hunched over the back of his new bitch--and commanded, "Suck it, little cunt!" The boy strained forward awkwardly, afraid to show hesitation before the muscular and frightening warrior. His mouth quickly closed around the large cockhead and Kor felt with satisfaction that not only was the boy using his mouth to suck, his tongue was busy pleasuring the underside of his cock. He thrust in further, almost violently. The boy immediately started to gag and drool around the thick cockshaft. Kor bucked his hips again so that the boy's nose was buried briefly in the close-cropped cockbush.
He pulled back out almost at once, smiling at the boy's dry-heaving coughs and spitting. "Keep fucking him, you cocksucking little bitch!" Kor shouted, giving him a hard slap. The boy's hips instantly resumed their fucking movements, causing his little brother to start groaning again.
"Fuck him, Commander's Bitch!" Koru cried out suddenly. "Yes, fuck the little whore!" others joined in. "Let him worship that mighty cock with his little cunt!" Koruta shouted. Kor looked around at them all, saw Maru smiling his encouragement, and moved behind the boys. When they saw he meant to do it, Koru and Koruta ran up to him, as he expected. Again he planted his feet wide apart in his arrogant way but let his arms hang easily at his sides. Koru practically dived down onto his knees in between Kor and the boy and took his cock in his mouth, making sure he covered it in as much spit as possible. At the same time, Koruta quickly got his mouth on Kor's tit-nubs, one after the other, sucking and stimulating them with his tongue. Then just as quickly he got behind him to lick his cunt--all of it an effort to arouse him even more before he raped the boy.
The other warriors were nodding in approval at Kor's companions. "They're good bitches," someone said. "No wonder he rewards their cunts so often," another agreed. "Lick his cocksucking cunt!" Maru shouted to loud laughter from the others.
When he'd had enough, Daku pushed them away roughly and stepped up to the boy, still fucking in and out of his little brother, afraid to stop. He felt the warm flesh of Kor's thick cockhead on his hole and shuddered involuntarily. He remembered it only too well from before. The strapping warrior gave him no time to adjust this time but pushed the fat head in and then rammed the great length and girth of his cock into him in one thrust.
The boy yelped in pain. The warriors erupted in shouts of laughter, and Kor laughed with them, looking around proud of himself, ignoring the writhing boy impaled on his man-cock. He was delighted by all the seed that ran out when he fucked into him. "So much goddam fucking cum, you boy-raping motherfuckers!" he shouted hoarsely. There was another cheer. The boy was powerless to control the speed and roughness of the warrior's fuck, could do nothing more than allow himself to be raped. His young cock went soft from the rough invasion and then slipped out of his brother's cunt.
As Kor became more violent and rapid with his cock-thrusts, Maru stepped up to his side, encouraging him with every obscenity he knew, his blood at boiling point. "Fuck the living shit out of that cocksucking little dog, you goddam father-fucking cocksucking whore!" He slapped him repeatedly and hard on his strong, round ass cheeks. The pleasure built in Kor until it was too great and with a great blasphemous oath against their god Kummok, he shoved in to the balls and let his seed shoot out. "By Kummok's cock-stuffed, cum-dripping hairy cunt!! Fuck!!"
The warrior's roared their approval of his lust-filled blasphemy. To a man they all admired his beautiful muscles and godlike manhood. And there wasn't a cock among them at that moment that didn't secretly desire to use his cunt like he was using the boy's.
Maru by his side grew impatient with his lover's seemingly endless ejaculating and bent over to pull the great cock from the boy's aching hole and put his mouth on it, eagerly sucking out the rest of his seed. Now the warriors wished they could take Maru's place and give pleasure to such a magnificent cock.
Maru was soon satisfied he'd got all of Kor's thick seed, and so he took his friend's place at the boy's ass. But he pulled the older boy off his brother and roughly tossed him onto the ground. Immediately the nearest hard-cocked warrior pinned the startled boy on his back, kneeling over him, and forced his cock into his mouth and started fucking deep, almost into his throat. Maru didn't even notice, he could only see the younger brother's gaping cunt, wet with warrior seed. Holding him down with his thickly muscled arms, he plunged his cock in every bit as roughly as Kor had with the older boy, and the boy screamed loudly. The warriors cheered and Maru's face broke into a broad smile. But the rapes he'd suffered had changed him enough so that the boy took Maru's large cock well enough, and soon Maru's big balls were spanking his taint as he fucked him in a regular rhythm. Aroused again, Kor began sliding his hand over Maru's beautiful ass but didn't content himself with just slapping it. Instead he gave him a vigorous finger-fuck to help his handsome friend cum even more intensely, like a good warrior-lover was expected to do. He was rewarded when Maru thrust all the way in and began howling like an animal at the overwhelming pleasure the boy's seed-slick cunt gave to his cock.
HOMECOMING
The next day, when the sun was barely lighting the sky, the little encampment was busy with activity. The muscular forms of the warriors were stirring, most of them hard with the need to piss. But unlike the more civilized men of the city, they released their piss as they went about strapping on sword-belts and dagger-belts. When the booty from the conquered city was packed up, they went to the surf line and had their morning shit, washing themselves thoroughly afterwards, using specially made animal bladders to clean themselves out completely. To them it would be a dishonor to the gods if they didn't keep their cunts clean and ready for fucking.
The ten captives were roughly attended to and then divided up among the long boats, their hands still bound in back of them. If the boats were to capsize, they knew they would drown, and this thought prevented them from causing any trouble or attempting to escape. In the smaller boat that Dak shared with Kor, the Commander made sure that the boys and three young women were kept safe from the warriors' cocks. When one of the girls quietly asked the boys, obviously brutalized, if they were injured, Kor's keen ears heard it while he was nearby securing a line.
"Shut your fucking mouth!" he told the girl. Then gripping his cock by the base, he grinned wickedly, "Or do you want your cunt fucked again in front of them?" None of them said anything the rest of the day. Only Dak and his Bitch spoke from time to time, and always about things that made their captives either shudder or blush.
Traveling close to the coast and using sail as much as they could, it was near nightfall when they saw the sight that moved the warriors almost more than anything. Over rocky cliffs along the shore, the last rays of the sun lit, high atop a great promontory, the monumental phallus of Kummok, their city. Carved from a single large rock, it reared up proudly from the citadel, where the King and his councilors lived, surrounded by the King's elite guard. Kummok was virtually impregnable, being almost an island with sheer rock cliffs on every side but one. A great wall and gate kept this last side safe, where a fairly small plain joined Kummok to the mainland. Further inland were the farms and villas of Kummok's subjects, scattered among the fertile valleys between the stony hills.
But their goal was not the city itself but rather a small, nearly hidden bay. A gap in the cliff walls led them into the bay where there was a fairly large beach and a garrison of their brother warriors. They would spend the night with them and send word to the King that they had achieved victory. Then in the morning they would make their way from the cove to the city, by way of a narrow defile in the cliffs about a mile or so long. The warriors, even their Commander, disembarked in very high spirits, smiles on their tanned, boyish faces, their cocks already eagerly growing hard.
As the warriors hauled their prisoners out of the boats and unbound them, a handsome, heavily muscled warrior approached Dak and Kor. Dak smiled in happy recognition. They embraced tightly, grinding against each other while they kissed. When the other released him, they immediately grabbed on to each other's cock. The young man looked so much like Dak, he could have been his brother. He may have been, no one bothered with the lineage of whores' bastards like Dak and his friend. On this warrior's broad chest bright tit-rings jiggled from his erect nubs, just as they did with Dak. Like Dak and Kor, he also wore the secret sign of a small stubble-beard on his chin.
"You come back in victory, Dak, you fucking whore's cunt!" he said with a happy smile and a laugh.
"Yes, Kanna! With more slave cunt than even your motherfucking cock could poke," Dak replied, finally releasing his lover's cock. "And even better, too." He clicked his tongue at Kor who grabbed the two boys out of the boat by the scruff of their neck and roughly shoved them towards the two men.
"By the cunt of Kummok!" Kanna said, admiring the handsome boys. "You have been lucky! You'll eat with me then? Bring your bitch and stay the night with me."
Dak looked at his bitch, expecting an answer. Kor stammered, "Yes, lord, only...Maru was saying..."
Dak cut him off. "Shut your cocksucking mouth, bitch," he laughed. "I know that you and your fucking whore are going to be sticking your cocks in each other all night. Take the older boy...my gift for the night. We'll take the younger little cunt."
Kor beamed. "Thank you, lord!" he said, going swiftly down on one knee and kissing his master's cock, suckling the head for a moment.
"Get up, you cunt! And make good use of that fucking boy."
"We will, Dak! We'll have him sucking where we're fucking!" Kor happily replied, referring to one of their more obscene uses for boys.
Dak heaved the younger boy over his broad shoulder and moved off with Kanna. As they walked away, Kanna was saying, "They say the King has been missing your cunt, and your bitch's, too. They say he's got a big cock waiting for that fucking whore-pussy of yours." Dak laughed with delight, as did Kanna.
Elsewhere, warriors had the slaves lined up along the little wooden wharf. They had them face the water side by side, legs wide apart, and then bend down until they had to support themselves with their hands in an ungainly push-up position. With their asses exposed, and their manhood dangling between their legs, Dak's warriors invited the garrison of the cove to look them over. Soon the fifty odd strapping warriors of the garrison were surrounding the humiliated captives. The prisoners grimaced, gritted their teeth, as the rough hands of the warriors cupped their balls in appreciation, stroked on their dangling dicks perhaps. Then they grew rougher, plunging fingers into their exposed cunts, or slapping their firm ass-cheeks with lust. Before long, the captured warriors were grunting and swearing as they were raped anew, one cock fucking rapidly in and out, then filling them up only to be replaced by another stiff cock, eager to shoot its seed.
By the time the sun broke over the water the next morning, the garrison's slaves, under the stern direction of Kor, had finished their work with the male prisoners. (The women had been sent on ahead with three warriors, delivered without any special ceremony to the King's whore master.) The males stood lined up as before along the beach. Only now their hair was carefully shaved and cut into the slave style, longish bristles on top, everything else shaved clean. Their cockbush was shaved off. A combination of a special salve and the razor removed whatever other hair was on their body, especially on their taint or cunt. They had been oiled all over, so that their hard young muscles gleamed in the early morning sunlight.
Kor was walking along the line of them, inspecting them carefully front and back, manhandling their cocks and balls, brushing his hand along the crack of their ass. Anyone who so much as grunted was given a quick slap to the face. Suddenly he shouted, "Show your cunts!" Instantly they bent down until their hands were on the ground, their legs quickly spread wide. But now, after Kor's harsh attentions last night, they lowered their chests until they were almost touching the ground and arched their backs to make their asses stick up even more. They began to sweat profusely in the awkward, humiliating position.
Handsome slaves ran up, one for each prisoner holding what the warriors called "the shame." It was about two feet long, shaped like a "J" and made of polished wood covered in thin goat leather. Fairly thick around, it had a large bulb-like knob on the shorter end and several long thin strips of leather, bleached white, attached to the longer end. The specially oiled bulbous end was now forced into their cunts, drawing loud grunts from the helpless young men. Then Kor ordered them to stand. Now each one of them had the obscene pole sticking up in back of him, the strips of leather moving a little in the morning breeze. Their white color was only the first sign of the seed fucked into them by Kummok's warriors.
Almost immediately the prisoners found they had to bend forward and stand bow-legged to accommodate the device violating their assholes. Then the warming, itching sensation began inside them. The "shame" was always coated in oil mixed with a certain plant that caused exquisite, deep itching. Kor, now joined by the other warriors of their band, was laughing and smiling at the hapless captives trying not to remain still--they feared Kor's anger--but who couldn't resist moving their hips and asses in an extremely lewd way, desperately trying to stop the itching. Slaves quickly placed short poles on the prisoners' shoulders and lashed their hands to it, spreading their arms wide. Then the pole was lashed around their necks.
The warriors took care of the final preparation themselves. Buckets were brought to them by the slaves along with crude goat-hair brushes. The lusty warriors, each one now fully erect, dipped the brushes in the white, watery clay and chalk mixture in the buckets. Then they painted the inside of the captives' thighs in sloppy strokes and dribbles. More was splashed generously on their asses. Then they moved to the front and painted it on their chins and chests. The white stain was to show the men in the city how much warrior cum the prisoners had already taken in mouth and cunt. And of course the most handsome of them received the most white-wash on his backside and face.
When they were satisfied they turned to the buckets with a darker stain in it, and they were very careful not to get any on themselves. They brushed the blackish "paint" on their prisoners' cocks and balls, thoroughly covering their manhood in it. Again, the deep-warming, itching sensation was intense and immediate. Their cocks began to get stiff and even start to point upwards from the strange, irritating stimulation of the black-wash.
The final result of all this made the warriors, to a man, very hard, not only their cocks but their tit-nubs--even their tight cunt-holes swelled with lustful excitement. Because the handsome young prisoners stood there now with their thick arms up showing off their beautiful physiques, their well-muscled legs and buttocks obscenely flexing and jerking from the terrible itch in their cunts. And between their legs, their cocks were now hard and bobbing as if they were aroused by their cunts being abused in such a shameful way. And on each of them the white-wash proclaimed the repeated rape of their bodies, while their own manhood was made obscure and unimportant by the black stain. One of them, a heavily muscled young man, suddenly groaned loudly, and the warriors laughed and swore when they saw the strong jets of seed erupting from his piss-hole. The "shame" often had that effect on a prisoner, they knew.
Dak eventually emerged from Kanna's little building accompanied by his lover and his lover's two bitches. The captured boys ended up together there as well. Kor saw Dak bend down and whisper something in the younger boy's ear. Before Dak stood back up, the boy took off at a run, and came up to Kor. Without saying a word, he bent and started sucking the end of his cock. Kor looked down at him in amusement. "Ah! So you want a warrior's cock now, eh? Just like all those fucking boys in Kummok." Dak soon joined them and kicked the boy away, who then ran off to join his brother at Kanna's side.
"That's very good work, bitch," Dak said, clapping a hand on Kor's thick shoulder. "These fucking cunts are giving me a hard cock." He looked the prisoners over.
"Yes, lord, me too. I'm sure they'll fetch a good price. But what of the boys?" he asked, casually looking over his shoulders where they now stood firmly held in place by Kanna's two muscular bitches.
"I owe Kanna a favor. I'll leave them here for a while," Dak said quietly. Kor replied in his usual respectful way but inwardly he thought, "Kanna fucked your cunt good and then asked for them, and your fucking whore ass couldn't say no." He smiled at the thought.
At a nod from Dak, Kor turned to the men and the prisoners. "Come on, you fucking cocksuckers! Get formed up! We have a ways to go before you can stick your cocks into your boys and plunder each other's cunts!" The men laughed and made the final preparations to get moving through the pass to the glorious city of Kummok.
END Part 2
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