A submission to GayHarem Writing Contest. Main Hero (bottom) X Devon the Knight (top)
The Knight's Reward
by C.J.
The Hero had been wandering the Magic Forest for hours in search of the mystical performance-enhancing fruit the guys in his harem had been raving about lately. The time passed, and the search felt more and more futile as the Hero found little more than dry branches and mud. The rustling of leaves and birdsong had turned into a pleasand background noise, when a sudden loud snap of a branch nearby alerted him.
He had barely the time to react when a massive monster came barreling past the woods. The coldly shining, bloodthirsty eyes fixed onto the Hero and the monster prepared to attack. Hero, having little experience in fighting monsters, had no choice but to try and evade the swiping fangs and snapping jaws. Just as the monster prepared for a lethal blow, a set of heavy footsteps approached rapidly and the Hero saw the tell-tale glint of a longsword.
With an echoing shriek the monster fell to the ground, revealing a knight, Devon, standing behind it, gasping for air after his mad dash. A few stray leaves were sticking out of his short hair, so light it seemed almost white, a drastic contrast to his tanned skin.
"Are you okay? I've been chasing that monster for half the day. I feared I had come a second too late" the knight explained, sliding the massive longsword back into it's sheath.
"You really saved my life right now, how can I ever repay you?" the Hero wondered aloud, slowly recovering from the shock. Devon rubbed the back of his neck apprehensively,
"The stories always have knights receiving a kiss from the fair maiden they've saved, but I think that's old-fashioned-"
The knight was cut short by a pair of lips slamming against his own. Hero had moved without thinking, fueled by the sheer relief of being alive. The kiss deepened dangerously as Devon's hands cupped his hips, pulling him close.
Finally the Hero drew back almost hesitantly. Devon was out of breath but this time it had nothing to do with running.
"I feel that wasn't nearly enough to thank you" the Hero muttered, his fingers finding the edges of Devon's armor, gently loosening the leather straps. Quizzically he looked up, but the knight didn't stop him. One by one the heavy plates of armor fell to the ground as Hero revealed Devon's sweat-glistening skin. He filled his hands with the knight's plump breasts and dove in for another hungry kiss. Hero's fingers traced softly over the old battle-scars before sliding over Devon's stiff nipples, the man grunted softly against his lips.
Without letting go of his lips, Devon lowered the Hero to the ground, kneeling over him, eyes glowing with barely-restrained lust. Hero was quick to wiggle out of his clothes, feeling the rough forest floor against his back. Devon reached down, squeezing their members together in his large fist. Hero shuddered beneath him, lifting his legs against the man's sides, lost in the rythmic movement, before suddenly remembering his mission.
Taking advantage of Devon's momentary lack of attention he quickly rolled over, so that he was sitting on top of the muscular knight.
"I was about to thank you. So allow me to thank you with my body instead" the Hero grinned mischievously, scooting backwards over the knight's abs, until he felt the stiffness press against his buttocks. He shivered with anticipation. Devon was heavy and plump, just the way he liked it. A dick that felt like it filled him completely. Hero reached back and gave it a few slow strokes, hesitating to touch him at first. He felt a drop of precum rolling over his fingers. Devon watched him intently, urging him to continue with a slight move of his eyebrow.
The Hero lifted himself and carefully positioned over the other man's stiff member. Slowly he started to ease him in. At first his body tried to resist the foreign intrusion, but soon Hero felt more and more of the man's length sliding into him. The Hero made a strangled sound, the closest to a moan he could manage as his ass pressed against Devon's hips, taking him up to the hilt. Devon reached to touch Hero's stomach, as if estimating how deep in him he was. Something inside Hero's body twisted in the best kind of way.
"Are you okay?" Devon asked and it took a second for the Hero to nod wordlessly. He felt pleasure bubbling in his hips and he dared not to move right away. After a few deep breaths the Hero slowly grinded his hips forward, earning an appraising grunt from the man under him. He felt incredibly thick inside Hero and he leaned back to make it hit the good spot.
Greedily the Hero started moving, Devon's hands resting on his hips, guiding him.
"This is... Much better than a kiss" the knight panted. Blushing with satisfaction Hero leaned closer, pressing his mouth over Devon's hard nipple and felt the man tense under him. He rolled his tongue around the hard bud, while massaging the man's other breast with his hand.
"If you keep that up, I'm gonna-" Devon's words were cut short by another grunt. Not minding him much, Hero kept rolling his hips, chasing his own peak. Suddenly Devon's hands, still resting on his hips, tugged him violently down. A moan forced the Hero to lift his mouth from the other's nipple, as now Devon was controlling his movements. Pleasurable spasms ran all through Hero's body as Devon nearly lifted him off the ground before harshly pulling him down again, accompanied by a forceful thrust of his hips. The Hero could no longer keep his voice down, whimpering with each throb of his prostate.
The violent onslaught of pleasure quickly drew Hero over the edge. He cried out, wrapping his fist around his sensitive cockhead. A squeeze, stroke, and he came, pleasure twisting through his body with bone-shattering intensity. He sputtered all over the knight's scar-streaked abdomen. Devon leaned his head back with a low grunt and the Hero felt heat spreading in his stomach.
For a few moments they were frozen in place, muscles locked, until Devon hesitantly let his hands drop from Hero's hips. Slowly the Hero pulled free, collapsing onto the ground next to the knight. He took a few breaths to recover. Drowsily Devon turned to look at him, a lazy grin spreading on his face.
"I should save you more often."