He-Man in the Labyrinth Chapter 4: Ring of Twos Evan Andrews 2024
This is a fan fiction.
I was never the big Masters of the Universe fanboy. I was too old at the time it came out. (And face it, the cheap 2D animation wasn't that much of a turn on.) But given the staying power of the lead character in the collective imagination, I suppose I had to visit him in a story eventually.
I don't own the rights to Masters of the Universe or to He-Man. This is just a fantasy. But, this story should in no way be considered a true representation of the sexuality of either the character or any actor that has portrayed him.
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"Fuck me, He-Man!" the brown skinned power-bottom screamed. Gabriel's smoldering brown eyes met He-Man's flashing ones as the hero plowed him.
"Fuck me!"
The bottom's growling voice would brook no disagreement or contradiction.
He-Man looked down and the ravenous butt-slut. Gabriel's coffee-brown skin glistened with perspiration, and the face declared for all to see that this was a man who had found his place in the strange world, and that he liked it.
In short Gabriel was the perfect recipient for He-Man's final solo fuck before trying to cross the Ring of Twos.
"Give me your load!" Gabriel screamed.
"Yeah!" the blond hero roared. "Cumming!" and he creamed the bottom's hot insides before falling down alongside his friend—whose cock had taken the hint and even then spurted a big load to dapple his skin.
The two men lay close together, and Gabriel said, "You're really going to do it?"
"Yeah, I have to get to the Stone of Return. Without me to defend it, Eternia may fall to Skeltor's evil."
"You're crazy. You know that?"
"Not at all. I've fought off entire armies in defense..."
"That's not what I mean. You're crazy if you think you can fight or fuck your way across the Labyrinth to get to the Temple. I don't know of anyone that's done it—especially not alone."
"If they'd succeeded, how would you know?" He-Man asked.
"You've got me there," Grabiel said, fixing He-Man's eyes with his own once more. "But just in case something goes wrong, just remember there's a hot hole here in the Ring of Ones waiting for you to fuck it silly again."
"I'll remember," He-Man smiled.
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Later He-Man did remember, and he remembered Gabriel's final words to him as a rebuke to the hero's hubris.
The compulsion to go further in motivated every man in the Labyrinth—and He-Man had no idea how many men there were between him and his goal. He always seemed to stumbling over more and more of them.
In the Ring of Ones, that he'd just left, men hunted (and fucked) singly—one man against one man. Common sense told He-Man that in the next ring, the Ring of Twos, men would be hunting fuckable ass in teams of two. Two men facing two others—with the exception of the men who occasionally braved the next ring solo. Generally, these single men never made it through, but slunk back to the outer ring, just well fucked and chastened.
He-Man seriously reconsidered his resolve as the pair of humpy almond-eyed studs that had captured him made ready to breed his hero body.
One of them had blocked He-Man's way initially, and then his partner had attacked from behind. Their combined physicality bore him to the ground before they pummeled his body with blows. Only then did they drag him into their lair where they pushed him down over a table, binding his wrists and ankles--using the same fabric with which they wound their loincloths.
"Look, Qi, a fool."
"A hot fool, " Qi agreed. "Look at that ass. It will be a pleasure, Dai, schooling this one in the etiquette of the Ring."
`School?' He-Man started to think, but suddenly his hole was invaded by Qi's ramrod.
"Oh, fuck!" He-Man cried out. Yeah, that kind of school.
"Monkey under a mountain! Dai, will you gag him already."
The second attacker obliged, and with a grin drew his piece out of the loincloth before shoving the engorged rod into He-Man's open mouth.
"Uuuuuggggghhhh!" the boys' now-gagged victim moaned.
For the first time—ever—a man penetrated the Champion of Eternia at both ends at the same time. What an indignity! But, at the same time, what ecstasy! He-Man felt his eyes roll back as his body identified what was happening to it—and then submitting to and going along with it
"I love it when Ring of Ones studs think they can go it alone," Qi taunted as he dick-punched He-Man's guts.
"I especially love it when they try it on our turf," Dai added. "Doubly so when they're hot as this fine piece of ass."
He-Man, by now a seasoned pro when it came to the vicissitudes of the Labyrinth, opted to roll with the punches.
"Mmmm!" he groaned, and he writhed under the pounding he was taking, making love to the two studs' cocks without offering up any resistance.
Once any fucking started in the Labyrinth, He-Man had noted, a man's sense of the passing of time became unreliable. Because of that the Champion of Eternia had no idea how long Dai and Qi fucked him before feeding him their hot loads in both cunts—oral and anal.
"There," Qi said as he bent down and fingered up the streamers of Dai's sperm that leaked from He-Man's mouth. "Lesson administered."
The hot muscle pair untied He-Man, and Dai slapped him hard on the (leaking) ass.
"Now, get out of here, bitch!"
"Yeah, go back to the Ring of Ones where you belong," Qi said, and the golden studs laughed as He-Man crept away.
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"I told you," Gabriel said as he ran his hand up and down He-Man's precum-lubed 10 inches.
The bottom slut then applied his mouth to He-Man's meat, swallowing the swollen cockhead while looking up the length of the hero's masculine torso.
"Someone has to know how to do it," He-Man groaned, placing a hand on Gabriel's head and pushing him further down his hard cock. "Who's the wisest man in the ring?"
"The Prophet, you mean?" Gabriels said, letting He-Man's dick fall out of his mouth for a moment.
"Prophet?" He-Man said. "Tell me more about this Prophet."
"Only after you've fucked me," Gabriel said, with a leer.
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The Prophet proved to be an older man, blacker than Gabriel or Mors, but with the trim body He-Man had come to expect on his fellow inmates. (I mean, the Labyrinth was a prison, right? A fuck-prison, sure, but still a prison, so they were inmates.) And the sage's black cock, long and fat, felt good in He-Man's mouth.
"The Ring of Twos," the Prophet intoned as He-Man paid the tax, "Will always best you, He-Man. Until you best it."
"Always best me?" He-Man said as he licked around the heavy purple-brown ball-sack.
"Always best you," the Prophet repeated, "Or as we say in my country," and then he rattled off something—maybe the prophecy he'd just given--in a language He-Man had never heard. Once he was done, the Prophet pulled the blond hero's face back down on his rod and refreshed his guest with volleys of sperm.
He-Man stood up, wiping the suck slime from his mouth as he said, "I thank you, Prophet. I suppose we'll see."
"You're going in again?" Gabriel asked. The power bottom stared at He-Man as if he were insane.
"You know my reasons," He-Man said as he turned to leave.
Gabriel watched his friend walk away—always a sight worth watching.
"You!" Gabriel accused the Prophet. "You tricked him."
"I? Trick?"
"The prophecy you gave him—the important part was all in that second iteration. I know that language. It has both singular, plural, but it also has a dual. You meant that He-Man alone can never succeed. And that until he turns the singular you' into you' the dual he'll continue to fail."
"Your friend speaks a singularly imprecise language," the Prophet said dismissively. "You all do. Is that my fault?"
"Alone he's going to get bested again, isn't he. And fucked again."
"That was the gist of the prophecy."
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He-Man tried crossing the Ring of Twos a few more times, each time suffering the same fate he'd tasted the first time. Being spit-roasted was becoming second nature to the hero.
If I swallow much more cum,' He-Man thought, I'll end up a cum-slut like Gabriel.'
The third time the Eternian tried, however, he met a couple of dominant Black studs who, after subduing He-Man, decided to try something other than spit-roasting.
Sood, the first black stud, pulled He-Man up off the ground of their lair, and as Sood sat on the edge of the bed, his darker partner, Aswad, manhandled the blond muscle hunk so that he straddled Sood's hips, his golden eyes staring into Sood's teak-brown eyes.
"Sit on that cock, bitch," Aswad growled.
It must have been a Labyrinth thing, but once a man was overpowered, he submitted to his getting fucked—even He-Man—and the hero tamely directed the stud's cock towards his hole.
"Ah!" the hero moaned as Sood's dark fuck-meat filled his cunt.
"Ride me, boy," Sood ordered, and He-Man began pumping his ass up and down—fucking himself while kissing the handsome black man. Then Aswad pushed He-Man's body forward and teased the blond's sphincter with his own leaking cockhead while his partner pumped in and out.
"Oh, fuck! No!" He-Man screamed, "Not that! Not TWO! Oh, fuck!"
"Yes, fuck," Aswad said, and he slowly forced his own cock past He-Man's straining anal muscle until his entire dick filled the uppity singleton stud.
"Arrrrggghhh!" He-Man howled as the two cocks began fucking him in tandem. The blond hunk quickly realized that this pair knew exactly what they were doing and that they'd obviously doubly encunted men before.
"Oh, fuck!" He-Man cried. "So much dick! And it feels so good! How can it feel so good?!"
Packed with two black shafts, He-Man had no idea how his body accommodated them. He simply rode the twined shafts and, his eyes rolled back in his head and his own prick leaking a torrent of precum. Could the Labyrinth come up with anything worse?
Stupid question.
Aswad put He-Man's arms back behind his neck, and wrapping dark muscular arms around the sweating torso lifted He-Man into position to pursue a standing double fuck. Sood followed, and He-Man wrapped his legs around the slenderer stud's hips, precariously anchoring himself as he bounced up and down on more black dick than he'd ever imagined. Big! Black! Cock! All his!
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" He-Man screamed from the middle of the cream-filled chocolate sandwich. The Champion of Eternia might have adjusted to being fucked up the ass, but not fucked up the ass like this! He worried that his hole would be torn wide open, but apparently that was not on the Labyrinth's menu. Instead, He-Man's body thrashed back and forth as his anal sphincter adjusted to taking two cocks--both intent on plowing him into sweet oblivion.
He-Man's own leaky cock wagged against Sood's abdominals, teasing him towards his own release.
How long can they fuck me before cumming?' He-Man wondered as he grunted through the double penetration breeding. And how long before I nut myself?'
Once again, though, time seemed to have stepped out of the equation. The studs found their pace getting off on their chance to teach a singleton stud the folly of going it alone in the Ring of Twos. Not that they phrased the lesson that way.
"You like submitting to two studs at once, bitch?" Aswad grunted in He-Man's ear. "Then you just go on trying to cross the Ring of Twos. Ugh!"
His threat delivered, the big stud shot a huge load up He-Man's tightly packed cunt.
"Yeah, I can feel your load, Aswad!" Sood roared, and his cock likewise let loose.
After they'd seeded the blond muscle hunk up his accommodating cunt, the hunting buddies let He-Man drop to the floor, where the pile of spent hero muscle looked up at his fuckers.
"Listen to me, bitch," Aswad said, "Even if you get past us, the next ring in is called the Ring of Threes. Use your imagination."
He-Man wasn't sure of this was a threat or a promise.
"We just thought you'd like to know," Sood added.
Wandering off laughing, the black buddies went looking for their next victim as He-Man crawled painfully away.