He-Man in the Labyrinth Chapter 7: The Battle at the Gate 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.
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"Will you get a load of that," Thundarr said under his breath.
He-Man's crew (thanks to Porc's directions and Mini Muscle's cunning) now knelt behind several large rocks and stared.
The Temple itself was huge—and like the rest of the Labyrinth open to the featureless sky. Only a single gate pierced the high stone wall that enclosed the sanctuary. The doors to that gate hung wide open, but two stern muscle studs stood guard before it. A half dozen subdued men, much like those that made up He-Man's crew, even now crawled away from the gate under the guards' watchful, contemptuous eyes.
Roan, Hiro, and Tizio watched the crawling men; Thundarr, Zandor, and Blackstar stared at the guards; He-Man and the rest stared at the Gate and the interior of the Temple. Beyond the gate, He-Man thought he could hear the sounds of the ongoing orgy that Porc had mentioned.
"Who are they?" Gabriel said, nodding towards the guards.
"Myrmidons," Mini Muscle told them. "There're four more, and they take turns keeping the riffraff out."
He-Man, for a moment, wondered why his buddy hadn't mentioned that before. And if the purpose of the Temple was to house the orgy to end all orgies, why not let everybody in?
"What does Myrmidon mean?" Zandor asked, bringing He-Man back to the matter of the moment.
"Big badass fuckers," Mini Muscle said.
"And he's right about the fuckers part," Rafiki added. "Look at the poor bastards they just sent packing."
He-Man definitely recognized that painful crawl. He'd used it, or something like it, every time he'd been double-teamed in the Ring of Twos before hooking up with Mini Muscle.
"Fuck me," Gabriel said.
"Exactly. They're servants of the Temple, and they're stronger than they seem," Mini Muscle said. "Way stronger."
"So, how do we get past them?" He-Man asked. "What do we do now?"
"I know the answer to that," Thundarr said suddenly. The barbarian leapt to his feet and cried out, "FIDO!"
"FIDO!" Zandor repeated, and "FIDO" from Blackstar's and Gabriel's lips.
And they charged. All four of them
"Fuck," He-Man said, and Rafiki nodded.
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The Myrmidons met the insane charge matter-of-factly. ("They act like this sort of thing happens every day. Does it?" He-Man asked. "What do you think?" Mini Muscle sighed.)
The left guard ("Hector," Mini Muscle said by way of identifying, and He-Man stared. How could his buddy know that? "And the other one is Ajax.") grabbed Thundarr in a choke hold and redirected Zandor into the wall—where he had the air knocked out of his lungs before realizing he was stuck fast.
"It's holding him like the wall in the Labyrinth where Prince Aureus fucked me," He-Man gasped.
"It is," Rafiki affirmed.
On the other side, Ajax had done much the same thing—choke holding Blackstar while slamming Gabriel into the wall. Two more Myrmidons appeared and with a nod of thanks to their brothers started feeling up the wallflowers' ass-cracks. He-Man, on the other hand, was more interested in what the original guards were doing to their own captives.
Hector lifted Thundarr of the ground entirely and turned him upside down. Fuck! What Mini Muscle had said about the Myrmidons' strength appeared to be correct—if not an understatement!
Hector pulled the barbarian's loincloth aside and groped the blond's now-erect cock.
"Ah!" Thundarr moaned as he lapsed into the submissive role.
"That's not how a man enters the Temple," Hector said.
"Nope," Ajax agreed. "But since you're now our guests, let us show you how to use some other entrances."
The Myrmidons worked their own cocks free and slapped them against their upside-down captives' faces.
"Ugh!" Thundarr groaned as the massive meat painted his face with precum.
"Suck it!" Hector ordered.
Submissive or not, Thundarr hesitated a moment, and Hector rammed three fingers into the barbarian's ass-cunt—just to encourage him, of course.
"Argh!" Thundarr cried out, and when his mouth opened Hector immediately gagged the barbarian's oral aperture with hard meat.
"Glgh," Thundarr gargled as the Myrmidon began fucking his mouth. A strong hand on the back of his head held the muscle sub in position while the Myrmidon facefucked him.
Behind Hector, Ajax was repeating the process on Blackstar. And against the walls, two other Myrmidons now pounded Zandor's and Gabriel's hot buttholes.
"Ah! Oh! Ugh! Oh, fuck!"
"We can't abandon them," Hiro growled, and a moment later the almond-eyed stud, accompanied by dark alluring Tizio charged down towards the Gate as well.
Rafiki and Mini Muscle shook their heads.
"They had their chance," Mini Muscle said.
The final wave of assault, when they were almost in position to attack the men facefucking their buddies, suddenly found the last two Myrmidons had decided to join the fray. The guardians tackled the boys and took the until-recently-incarcerated studs to the ground. There, they rolled the new bitches onto their stomachs and immediately took possession of their hot asses with big Myrmidon dick.
"Airrggghhh!" Tizio roared as he got pounded back into a fuckboy, and Hiro answered him, "Aiyyyieee!"
The screams of He-Man's six crew being fucked outside the Temple now joined those of the men inside.
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"Fuck," He-Man said. "It's all over."
"Whaddaya mean over?" Porc demanded.
"You said you'd get us into the Temple."
"I said I'd get you TO the Temple. Getting inside requires balls, and not the testosterone fueled antics of that lot."
"Then what do we do?!"
"I've no idea what you do, but I'm..." and Porc walked down to the Gates where he greeted the busy Myrmidons and motioned to the gate
"Any objections?" Porc asked.
"After you, Chosen One," Hector said, "Unless you'd like to help me fuck this Ring of Ones trash down."
"Maybe later," Porc said, and he walked through the Gate.
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He-Man now stared at his remaining men: Mini Muscle, Rafiki, Roan.
"So, we're screwed?" he said.
"Hardly," Rafiki said.
The hot black shaman pulled from somewhere a pouch that pulsed in an organic way. He opened the pouch and displayed what looked like a fresh (still-beating) black heart.
"The fuck...?" He-Man said.
"Muscle," Rafiki said, "Make for me a cup of your hands."
Mini Muscle did, and Rafiki squeezed all the blood and vital juices out of the obscene organ. Drip by drip, the dark fluids caught in the bowl made of Mini Muscle's cupped hands.
"Now follow me, Muscle. He-Man, you're first. Slide down your loincloth."
"I'm first what?"
"Look, do you want to get into the Temple or not?"
"I..."
"Our companions made a choice, and whether they meant to or not their asses are providing the rest of us a distraction. Now, bare your cock and balls and hold your arms out from your body."
He-Man complied, and the shaman fingerpainted a mystic sign on HM's forehead and again in the middle of his chest. Finally Rafiki grabbed the hero's junk and stained his cock and balls dark red-black.
"Roan, you're next."
While Rafiki anointed the ginger, He-Man felt something odd come over him—a feeling like he was a half inch to the left of where he knew he was.
"Rafiki..."
"Patience. Wait for me to finish."
The back stud marked Mini Muscle the same way, and finally did himself. He-Man watched, amazed, as his companions all took on a nebulous aura.
"Rafiki," He-Man said, confused. But the little shaman wasn't where He-Man knew he had to be. It was weird.
"Now, follow me," Rafiki's double said, "And walk naturally. No sudden movements and no talking until we're past the gates. This charm, He-Man, makes it so people don't "see" you, or rather they do, but other things going on are more important."
"Other things like fucking our crewmates into the ground?" He-Man said.
"As I said, they made their choices. Now, let's move."
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The remaining members of the crew strode nonchalantly up to Gate, without sparing a single glance at their unfortunate fellows—or were they unfortunate? He-Man knew Gabriel's screams of pleasure from the many times he'd taken the hero's massive cock. And the other five, in submissive mode, obeyed what their minds and bodies demanded and rode the rapes enthusiastically.
He-Man saw Rafiki's shake of the head and followed the shaman through the massive gatehouse and into something they could never have imagined.
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The Myrmidons are images that came up when I searched "myrmidon gay porn ai art".