Gilgamesh

Gilgamesh

Part 4

By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@yahoo.com

This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have included no gestures toward common sense either. This story is based on the Sumerian Gilgamesh stories. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments.

Then next morning Ar-ron came to see me before dawn and the morning rituals. "You have found your mate," he stated. "Only Enkidu can equal you. Only Enkidu can love you as the gods' love. They have made their faces to shine on you."

"You love Enkidu too," I said. "He thinks you are Nannu, his old friend. He thinks you have returned from the netherworld."

"That may be. When I saw him first, I felt I knew him before, even though I had never seen him," Ar-Ron said. "I knew until I felt his member ramming my body, I could never be satisfied. You found that too, didn't you?"

"How do you know?"

"I can see it in your eyes, in the way you carry your body," Ar-ron replied. "You were a virgin when you left. You are no longer a virgin."

I laughed out loud. "A virgin? Me?"

Ar-Ron smiled wisely. "You have deflowered many virgins, the Queen, your concubines, but it was nothing more than child's play. Nothing more than a game," he said. "Has your magnificent cock ever felt the way it did with Enkidu?"

"No, I felt nothing like that before, even with my favorite concubine."

"On the earth, sex is between master and slave, powerful man and weak women," Ar-Ron observed. "It is not that way with the gods. They are equal. They share sex, they don't impose it. The way you and Enkidu shared your bodies and your seed."

"He shared it with you too." I said.

"Ordinary men can use up their seed and get tired," he said. "The gods supply of lust and seed are unending. Jealousy is for men, not gods. They can give their body to any and all and still want more and be willing to give more. Enkidu can shoot his seed into my ass, but you know, it will never be the same as it was between you. You are a god, I am but a priest." He bowed and left to greet the rising sun.

I had never like Ar-Ron before. He was necessary to insure the blessings of the sun, but that position made him haughty and cold. Once Enkidu's monster organ opened his ass and rammed into the center of his body, Ar-Ron seemed transformed. I lay back on my bed and fell back asleep. In the distance I heard the chants of the temple priest as they climbed the steps of the ziggurat naked.

The chanting became louder as they reached the temple at the top of the mound. Enkidu entered the room. His cock was hard and dripping with oil. He raised my legs and slowly pushed his cock into my welcoming ass. His member was fully embedded as the first rays of the sun touched the palace walls.

By the time he drained his balls of all his seed, the palace looked as if it was made of gold, drenched in the golden morning rays of the sun god. As he twitched, ejaculating his load, my cock began to squirt. Most of the time my seed looks like quivering pearls, opalescent and milky. Today the gold light made the globs of seed glow like little suns. Enkidu pulled his cock from my body and ate my seed. First he ate the seed still shooting from my cock. Once that was done, he ate the droplets covering my hairy chest and gut.

I was pleased my seed was the first food he ate this morning. I wanted to give him sustenance with my own man milk. Servants entered bringing baskets of fruit and bread for the morning meal. We ate and then I went to the audience hall and received my subjects.

Most were there to have me resolve petty disputes and arguments. These I dealt with quickly and fairly. Sandor, my treasure keeper entered with his daughter and a young man. She was to marry the boy, but I had the right to deflower her. She was a pretty thing, terrified and weeping. The young man was strong looking and someday would be a great warrior.

In the past such a woman would have interested me. It was my right, but I was no longer interested. "Her husband looks strong. Let them make many children who will serve me as well as you have served," I said to Sandor.

"We will say prayers every day thanking the gods for bringing you to our land!" Sandor proclaimed. "Great is Gilgamesh of Urak! Great are the Gods who brought him to us!" The girl broke into a prayer of thanksgiving. I was shocked. It was a woman's prayer given only in the home. I had heard it only once before when a concubine was giving birth.

Most of the audience left and the Master of the horses entered. Hilgal was old and wise. When he was younger, he was a great warrior. He had killed with his own hands many of my father's blood enemies. It was rare for a man so old to remain the Master, but Hilgal was different. He was the head of the river clan, one of the largest in the city. Most members of his clan were merchants who traveled throughout the land of the Two Rivers.

In distant cities they heard things. They brought these things back to Hilgal, and through him, I came to know. Hilgal brought me many interesting bits of information this morning. The King of Lagash had been killed and his head general had taken his place. The feeling was the general was head strong and foolish. He had dreams of glory and coveted Urak's fertile fields.

I asked Hilgal if any of his family was planning to return to Lagash soon.

"Gilgamesh of Urak, they are on the way even as we speak," Hilgal replied. The old man smiled. "I suggested they have good prices. They need to make many friends in our sister city."

"You are wise, Hilgal," I said.

"I had heard you have captured the wild man Enkidu," he said.

"I found the wild man Enkidu and made him my companion," I said.

"He is a man?"

"A great man," I said. "He is a man who knows what the animals know. He can tame the great beasts."

Hilgal smiled again. "Even the great Gilgamesh?" I laughed heartily. Hilgal left. I returned to my apartments. The day was warm. The sun had reached the top of the dome of the sky, but it would get increasingly warm in the later part of the day. Looking from the terrace I could see Gilgal's men wrestling. His men were the strongest and most fierce soldiers in the city. Enkidu joined me.

"Let us join them," he said. We walked through the tunnels below the terrace and joined the men exercising on the plane before my palace. When we appeared, the soldiers stopped wrestling. I waved at them to resume their games.

They were handsome, muscular men. Wearing only loin cloths, their sweat drenched bodies could easily have mistaken to be human statues. Were it not for the thick mats of hair covering their chests, they could have been made of bronze.

I always saw my troops clad in armor, covered in leather and bronze plates. Many times they terrified my enemies, scattering them as a strong wind scatters the chaff of wheat. In their armor they were like giants. All but naked, they were even more impressive. They were men who were almost perfect. Clearly the god of war blessed them.

The troop was watching a group of wrestlers called the Bulls. They were indeed bull like men with massive chests, huge legs and necks. If I didn't know Enkidu, they would have been the hairiest men I had ever seen. Once and a while I saw one of them cast an admiring glance at Enkidu. They were perhaps like spirits.

The match came to an end and I motioned to them to approach us. They bowed and I greeted them and told them to rise. Enkidu and I towered above them. They looked up at us. In their eyes I saw both admiration and curiosity. It was rare for my subjects to see me closely. Most diverted their eyes from me. They stared at Enkidu unembarrassed. Looking at them, in some ways they looked as if they were related to him.

"Let us wrestle together." Enkidu cried.

"You are too big, Wild One," one of the men replied.

"I will wrestle two of you," Enkidu proposed. "Is that fair?"

One of the biggest of the Bulls bellowed, "More than fair! Odar, join me!" Another one of the Bulls came forward.

"And who are you?" Enkidu asked of the first man.

"Hulcegal, I am, Master" he said.

"Enkidu, I am, friend." Hulcegal looked at Enkidu oddly, then he bowed. The three men went to the wrestling place. Enkidu removed his robe and stood naked. They started wrestling. All were skilled. Enkidu was much bigger, but when confronted by the two men, he was well matched. It was a hard-fought match.

Enkidu wore out the men, pinning Odar first, then Hulcegal. After he won, he embraced both men. "You are indeed strong like bulls!" he proclaimed. Many men are humiliated in defeat, but Enkidu was generous in victory, heaping praise on the two men brave enough to fight him.

"Would anyone else like to fight me?" Enkidu asked.

"No more wrestling today," I said. "It is too hot. Come join us in the coolness of the palace." While some of the men had to return to their guard duties, but the Bulls and Gilgal returned to the palace with us.

When we reached the pool in the central courtyard, Enkidu jumped in. The bulls followed him and soon the men were playing in the water like boys. I too had jumped in, but just long enough to cool off, then I sat by the side of the pool and watched them play. For a moment I felt young again, the way I did before my father died and I became king.

The bulls were big men, but only Hulcegal, Odar and one younger man were hung like bulls. Servants brought fruit and cakes to eat. When several of the men got out of the pool to eat, I saw they were erect. They had been with Enkidu. The men ate these things ravenously.

We talked about battles and victories. They had many stories and were proud of the way they fought. Their view of the battle was very different from my view from an armored chariot. Enkidu spoke of his battles with wild beasts. Oddly after a while it seemed as if Enkidu was their brother. He made friends quickly. Strangers became close companions. In the distance a gong rang and it was their turn guard the gate. All but Hulcegal and Odar left.

"You are not on duty?" I asked.

"Great Gilgamesh, we had been on a long voyage to Lagash for a full month," Odar said. We do not have to sever for several days.

"Are you related to Hilgal?" I asked.

"He is my uncle," Odar replied.

"And you, Hulcegal?"

"I am Odar's friend," he answered, "I am from the Moon clan." We were all naked sitting on the cool tile floor of the courtyard. The men were no longer afraid to look at me. I noticed Odar's member and heavy balls rested on the floor, but even the coolness of the tile wasn't enough to shrivel his ball sack. As I looked at him, I saw he was looking at my member too.

It is said the goddess of fertility controls a man's organ, but I am not sure about that. They say it rises at her command to make sons and daughters. As Odar looked at my cock, it rose. It was half hard when Odar leaned over and began to suck it. That is what I wanted and he understood. I am not sure the goddess of fertility made it rise.

"You fought a good fight, but you lost," Enkidu said talking Hulcegal, "What do I get for winning?"

Hulcegal laughed. "What do you want?" the bull asked. "You can take anything you want." He had been sitting cross legged on the tile, now he leaned back on his shoulders and spread his legs. His genitals and even his ass hole were exposed to Enkidu's view. I had seen dogs do this when confronted by a stronger beast, but never a man before.

Enkidu smiled. He fondled Hulcegal's cock and balls and soon had one of his massive fingers at the Bull's ass. The first finger was followed by a second, then a third. He was exploring the warrior's body as if the Bull was a child's plaything.

Odar saw what was going on through the corner of his eye. He shivered in excitement.

"Is your hole virgin?" Enkidu asked of Hulcegal.

"Until your fingers, yes," he replied.

"Is Odar virgin?"

"No, I have shot my seed in him many times," Hulcegal answered.

"Only when he lost a wrestling bout?"

"At first, now we do it all the time," the bull replied.

"Will you regret your lost virginity when I flood your ass with my seed?" Enkidu asked.

"Not at all, Great Enkidu, I want it."

"Gilgamesh, Odar come here," Enkidu commanded. "Watch Hulcegal squirm on my cock. Watch my cock open his ass and touch parts of him untouched my man before." Hulcegal was a brave man, but as he saw Enkidu's member grow to full erection his looked uneasy.

Odar was erect too. Enkidu coated the smaller Bull's cock with oil. "Fill your friend's ass with seed, so my cock can float on a seal of hero seed!" Enkidu commanded. Enkidu straddled Hulcegal's face so his balls were in the mouth, then grabbed Hulcegal's legs and held them up and wide, so the ass hole was wide open and defenseless.

Odar rammed his cock in easily and pounded Hulcegal's ass hard and fast. It did not take long for him to shoot his load into the violated ass.

"Come here and hold him open!" Enkidu commanded. Odar obeyed, of course. I saw some of Odar's seed was oozing out of the quivering hole. Enkidu placed his cock head at Hulcegal's hole.

"Open your hole for me, Hulcegal," Enkidu whispered. "Open it and invite me into your body. Open you ass lips and kiss my cock before you swallow it." I saw the hole open a little bit. The massive head slipped in. Hulcegal was winded. Enkidu just kept still and waited until he saw the Bull breathe again. He pushed deeper, winding Hulcegal again.

I realized sex for the two Bulls had been a quick penetration followed but a race to a climax. Enkidu took his time and by the time he was done, the Bull had totally surrendered, Many times he cried like a baby, begging Enkidu to stop, the pleasure was too great. Enkidu didn't stop.

As we watched, Odar glanced at me and I knew what he wanted. I took him like a dog. His hole was tight, even though Hulcegal had fucked him many times before. It was good. We watched as Enkidu finally shot off and filled Hulcegal with hero seed.

Enkidu pulled out and let the Bull lie flat. Hulcegal was still hard, his cock coated with man juice. He had found no release. Enkidu straddled him and impaled himself on the ridged member. That is when I filled Odar with my seed.