GROSSAO AND ALEXANDER THE GREAT by Jorge Alvarez
I had one of those past-lives therapies and here's what I experienced:
I'm a prince (why is everybody a prince or a pharaoh or a queen in past lives?) in the Oya kingdom in what is now West Africa. My brothers betray me and I'm put in chains while I sleep and I'm sold into slavery and end up in Egypt as a gladiator, bought by a Greek showbiz producer.
I'm so much taller and stronger than the other guys, I become the star in my team. I mean, I'm mean, really mean. Snapping necks is my specialty. Kind of fun when you get into it. Crack... and your challenger collapses. It makes me horny too. I like to fuck guys, you see, and I'm good at it. Only problem is, when I cum, I snap their necks. Whenever I ask: "Was it good for you, too?", I never get a word back. From the smiles on their lips, though, I guess they go happy...
But you're only reading this because of Alexander the Great, of course, so let's get to him. I'm now in Olympia, for the olympic games, obviously, who'd go to that dump for any other reason, and Alexander is in town. As you probably suspected, he was much more handsome than Colin Farrel, a real hunk, and with real blond, long curly hair, not that ludicrous wig.
Anyway, I'm doing my usual routine, snapping a few necks, when I hear a roar in the audience. The king of Macedon is here. What do I care? As long as he pays as anyone else in the audience... But after I kill my opponent, I stand up in the center of the stadium and look up at him. Damn! That guy is a real stud, gorgeous, hot, I must have him.
My giant black dick (I'm naked, of course) rises to the occasion. Our eyes are joined if fiery lust (is that how Homer would put it?) and I get really hard for him. What the fuck! He's the king, I'm a slave, what am I thinking?
Then a big guy is sent to fight me. Never saw him before. Tall, blond, incredibly muscular for a white guy. A real stud. From the way Alexander looks at him, I know it: my new opponent is the king's lover, the guy who fucks the most powerful man in the Greek world.
There's a bug in my past-life regression so I can't remember much before the next scene. I'm over the big blond hunk, immobilizing him, he's struggling mightily but I'm so much stronger he doesn't stand a chance in hell.
-- Tell me your name, handsome. I like to know the names of the guys I kill.
-- Hephaestion...
-- That's greek to me. I'll call you Ifah, OK? Now Ifah, tell me honestly, you're the guy who fucks that gorgeous young man, Alexander, aren't you?
-- Yeah... We have been lovers since we were teenagers...
-- So you fuck him, but have you ever been fucked up the ass?
-- No! Aristotle, our teacher tried to do it but I never accepted it!
-- Aristotle? Oh come on, next thing you'll tell me, Plato tried to fuck you too...
-- He did, but I rejected him also.
-- You greeks are really funny.
-- I'm not greek, I'm macedonian.
-- Whatever. Now, honey, I'm gonna fuck you, so you'd better relax, make it easy for yourself, 'cause your lover is watching you, he knows what this is all about, he's been there, done that, and I'm sure he's gonna enjoy seeing his fucker turned into a whining bitch.
-- No! Please! Have mercy!
-- That's good! Keep yelling 'cause that makes me horny... How do you like my big black dick up your ass, Ifah?
-- Oh my Zeus, that's amazing! How huge you are, man... What's your name, by the way?
-- Grossao. So, now you see why your Alexander loves to take a dick up his ass?
-- Oh by Apollo, I never though it would feel so good... I was so afraid it would hurt...
-- There's something worse than taking my dick up your ass, Ifah, I have to tell you. You're gonna be played by Jared Leto in the Oliver Stone movie.
-- No! NO! That's horrible! Do I deserve that? Come on... Do I even look like Jared Leto?
-- No, you're much more handsome and manly and... you're a great fuck.
-- Oh Grossao, please fuck me, please show to posterity that I'm much better than that Z-list little shit, I'm Ephaestion, or Ifah or whatever you want to call me, Alexander the Great's lover, damn it! Give me some respect, man!
-- OK Ifah, cool down man, just get into it, feel my dick in your manpussy, move your ass, shake your butt, sway your hips, all eyes are all on you man, it's your turn to show how a macedonian stud takes it up the ass...
-- Oh my Zeus, your dick feels so huge up my ass, Grossao... Oh by Jove, Alexander is watching us and by the look on his face I know he's not happy. It must be terrible for him to see me, the guy who fucked him all his life, take it up the ass and enjoy it as much as I'm enjoy your big black dick, Grossao... Oh poor thing, I feel sorry for him...
-- He could do worse. You know who's gonna play him? Colin Farrel. In a bad wig.
-- Oh poor thing, he doesn't deserve that! When you're king of the world you don't end up being played by an Irish thug! I'm really disappointed with posterity...
-- You'd better be, If, 'cause I'm gonna cum and when I cum I grab your head like this and... Huh!... Snap! Hasta la vista baby...
There's a great commotion when Ifah or whatever he's called falls limp as a sack of potatoes, my still hard, spurting dick ploppin out of his asshole with a loud PLOP!
Alexander rises in wrath and rushes down to the arena, yelling at me.
-- You monster! You killed him! He was supposed to die closer to the end of the story and that would be my big scene, now you messed it all up... Moreover, who's gonna fuck me for the rest of the story? Don't even think it'll be you, you scum, you're a nigger, a slave, and I'm king of the world!
Fuck, what a bigot! What an asshole... Alexander the great horseshit... Is it my fault if his stud was a closet queen hungry for a big black dick? At least the guy died happy, his male cunt full of hot cum. Now what will this crybaby Alex do? Kill me?
-- Your punishment will be harsh, black man. You'll become my own personal slave. You'll sleep in my tent, by my side, in the place of dear Hephaestion (sob!). But, unlike him, you'll be in chains, and you'll never be allowed to touch me. You'll feel horny, I'll provoke you, you'll be tempted by the most gorgeous men in my company, but you won't be allowed to touch them. You'll have your own dick to play with, and that'll be all.
And so my life became and endless series of jack-offs, all over Asia Minor, Persia, Babylon, you name it. Alex took his revenge with a vengeance. He'd come back from a battle, covered in blood, his taut, awesome body glistening with caked crimson gore and filthy sweat, and then he'd call the most masculine studs in his army, generals, captains, soldiers, whomever, even prisoners, to fuck his great ass.
He'd tease me, showing me his gorgeous male pussy, deeply set in the smooth valley between his muscular glutes, a hole so well fucked that it truly ressembled a cunt, with swollen lips and velvet walls, pink and wet, always dripping with leftover cum. He'd rub his gorgeous ass against my groin, making me real horny, and then he'd be fucked by some other guy, laughing at me.
He was some bitch this guy. Alexander the great slut. I never saw a hunk like him, big and muscular and manly, a real stud, as crazy for dick as he was. He would take five, ten, twenty guys one after the other, sometimes two or three at a time, slamming his butt on their groins, milking their dicks for all they were worth, insatiable, lusty, whorish, wild, lascivious, lecherous, and always a great fuck.
For the others, not for me... I was forced to watch him and beat my meat, cumming abundantly but fucking no one. His ways of torturing me included a bunch of naked young boys who rubbed their butts on me, teased me, played with my hard dick, but were off limits, I wasn't allowed to fuck them.
I became obsessed with Alex, I had constant dreams where I fucked him, I could think of nothing but his sexy butt and slutty ways with men. I knew that when I'd lay my hands on him, I'd give the king of the world the best fuck of his life. It was just a matter of time.
Every day Alex changed the soldier who watched me, so we wouldn't get friendly. And he always picked some hirsute barbarian from Bachtria or Sogdiana so I couldn't even talk to the guy. Then one day, in the persian palace at Ecbatana, no barbarian could be found and the head of the guard sent a young greek, a gorgeous blond stud, to watch me.
I saw in the lad's eyes that he was not new to male sex. He sized me up and as my giant dick got hard, tenting in my skimpy loincloth, his jaw dropped. I licked my lips, scratched my crotch, made signs for fucking with my fingers, gave him every indication that I was dying to have sex with him (and I was!), getting my guard more and more excited.
Alex, as usual, was getting his royal ass fucked by a bunch of guys, some Nubians that had been brought from Egypt just to piss me off, forcing me to watch the unreachable object of my desire being screwed by black studs like me.
The night wore on, Alex had already exhausted four of five Nubians and the last one was panting and puffing, mounting the insatiable blond king. My own greek guard, seeing that his ruler was blacking out from too much booze and sex, took the opportunity to finally make out with me. The young stud started by hugging me, still in chains, giving me a long, passionate kiss.
Then he scrambled for his keys and opened my locks, releasing my arms and legs. We rolled on the floor, and soon enough my raging hardon was buried to the hilt in his smooth, well-trained white ass. The young soldier was a pro, he really knew how to use his male pussy to make a man cum. I hadn't had sex for ages so I came real quick.
When the cum started to boil in my balls, my arms locked themselves around the guy's head. Oh, not again... I swear I didn't want to do it. But it was stronger than myself, like an uncontrollable reflex. I snapped the young guard's neck. He went with a smile, spurting semen as he came with me.
I plopped my still hard dick from his ass with a loud PLOP! but Alex was too wasted to hear anything. I went to his bed, grabbed the neck of the black man who was huffing and puffing lying on the king's back, snapped it too, tossed the body away and took his place, smashing the drunk Alexander under my weight.
Alex just mumbled "shove it back in", that's how hard he needed a cock in his ass, the slut, and I shoved my Grossao, all the way to the hilt, with all the pent up rage and lust I had accumulated for the long time he had kept me in bondage.
-- Oh man, you're so good! So big! Aaaaaaah! I love it! Give me that big black dick you Nubian fucker! Let's show my slave Grossao, the guy who killed my lover Hephaestion (sob!) how I take a really huge African dick up my ass.
Alex turned his head to look to the back of the room, where I was usually kept in chains, and squinted, struggling to see in the dark.
-- Fuck, he's not there! Guard! Where's my slave? Bring him to me immediately!
-- I'm here, bitch, lying right over you, with my cock deep in your ass, making you my slut as I've always wanted. Now take that dick, bitch, it's the biggest and fattest you'll ever get up your pretty ass.
-- Grossao! Is that really you? Oh by Jove, what a cock! Fuck me, by Zeus, you're so huge! How could I have wasted so much time... Now we have to catch up. I've punished you enough for killing Hephaestion (last sob). Actually I guess I won't be missing him anymore... By Hercules, I've never been fucked like that, you're the best!
Legend has it that Alexander was part man, part god. I can say that in bed he was divine. I've never fucked a man that gave me so much pleasure. I knew from watching him that he was not passive as most men who like to take it up the ass. No, he knew how to mount his stud, fuck the big dick with his hungry male cunt, milk it of the lost drop of its semen. His pussy is like a black hole that tries to swallow all the cocks of his empire in its gaping maw.
But in Grossao he found his match, bigger and thicker than any other dick that ever fucked him, with unending staying power and a lust for him as insatiable as his lust for me. After he got used to my extra caliber, feeling that his fuckhole had been duly upgraded, Alex gave me a little demonstration of his buttfucking skills.
Using my giant black dick as his ebony scepter, the king of kings wrapped his guts around the thick rod and went on massaging the throbbing manmeat, squishing and squeezing it with his velvet glove of male flesh, trying in vain to tame the invader and make it part of his own body.
Alexander the great fuck went up and down riding Grossao like a big black stallion, squeezing my loins between his powerful white thighs, the most perfect ever seen on a human being, before Abe Lincoln. His taut muscles rippled in the supreme effort of getting himself impaled on my thick spear. He conquered Grossao as no man had done before him.
I stood up, carrying the blond god in my arms, and went out on the balcony, overlooking the royal city. The sun was rising from dawn's rosy grasp. Trumpets heralded a new day in the life of the greatest empire the world had ever known. And I shoved my giant cock deep up the emperor's naked ass, making him cum with showers of silver mist that drifted over his fabled conquests. He was the conqueror of the world, I was the conqueror of his butt. I bred the slut with the black man's seed, and planted my stake deep inside his soul.
As those who've seen the movie know, a series of battles can be very boring, so I'll spare you that part of the story. Needless to say, I was always at Alexander's side. He liked me to mount his horse, Bucephalus, behind him, so he could mount Grossao as he rode to battle. He loved to harangue his troops, telling them that they were expected to conquer their enemies just as he had conquered my giant dick. And he rose the royal ass to show them how he took the whole thing up his butt, to the hilt. The soldiers cheered him with a roar. I wondered how long an empire based on buttfucking would last.
To promote the unity between his macedonian officers and the persian people, he came up with the famous mass marriage of his 10 thousand immortals with as many persian "brides". What the historians managed to hide, was the fact that the brides were really young men. Each noble persian family had to give its scion in marriage to one of Alex's men.
The ceremony took place in the famous hanging gardens of Babylon. The 10 thousand couples were ushered in, the tall, blond macedonian warriors carrying their gorgeous, almond-eyed, dark-haired persian lads. Then Alexander appeared on the dais, dressed in a white, see-through silk robe, with me by his side, stark naked.
Alex told the crowd to follow his moves. He took out the robe, revealing his awesome body, and so did the 10 thousand persian boys. Than he knelt in front of me, taking my big cock in his mouth -- and so did the other "brides". When he got me real hard, he disgorged my dick with a loud PLOP! -- the massive sound repeated ten thousand times was heard all over Babylon -- turned around, bent over and opened his plump, muscular buttocks, placing the head of my penis smack on the quivering opening of his inner sanctum.
The 10 thousand persian lads, who were all virgins, wailed in unison as their cherries were busted by the best studs in the macedonian army. Then all hell broke loose as the men discharged their pent-up lust on their submissive prey, noble boys thus turned into slutty sex slaves. Even by that town's low standards, it was the wildest orgy ever seen. We hanged around in the hanging gardens until our balls hung low, drained of all their juice.
Alex, always insatiable, had heard about the elephant penises of India, as sung in the Kama Sutra, and wouldn't stop until he got there. So we rode to the Indus. On the way, he got married to Rosario Dawson for dynastic reasons (or was it for the Hispanic vote?), but that's another story. We finally got to India, where we faced the mighty Porus and his tank-like elephants.
Alex was really impressed with this Porus. The Indian was a giant, seven-feet tall, and a fierce warrior. After a few skirmishes, the king sent me as an ambassador to talk peace with Porus. And so Alex got his wish. He was invited to spend a few days in the Indian's palace, sharing the great Porus's bed.
You should see the look on Alexander's face when he saw Porus naked. Then he really looked like Colin Farrell, that hangdog, sheepish, cross-eyed look. I thought I had the largest dick on earth but Porus was something else. The stud sported what seemed like an obsidian obelisk, towering over the king of kings's slack-mouthed head.
Porus made Alexander crawl on all fours to him, panting as a dog, tongue out, to get his big bone. And so he did. Alex was hypnotized by this elephant dick. It was way to big to be sucked, but the slutty king slurped his way around the giant head, sipping the leaking precum, hugging the hairy balls like two big sacks of potatoes, rubbing his royal face on the throbbing black fucker.
I was afraid for the integrity of the imperial ass, but what was an elephant dick for the fuckhole that had conquered the whole world? Alex climbed this Everest of a dick and sat on top, clenching the bulbous head with his strong white buttocks. He reached for the giant's hard nipples to suck them, making the huge penis flex with lust. Then the royal ring snapped and the massive invader went through, with a shout of triumph from Porus and a yell of rewarded lust from Alexander.
The royal descent along the wide fuckrod was slow and deliberate. The king wanted to savour every little inch of his impalement. All around us, the artists in Porus's court rushed to sketch the wild scene, soon to be immortalized in stone all over India.
I had my eyes on a handsome prince, a son of Porus, and now I got him to sit on my lap and take my own giant dick up his ass, while we played with his own little elephant cock. While Alex rode the dad's whopper, the young hunk rode me to a wild orgasm.
We could have stayed forever in Porus's palace, but our macedonian troops were eager to go back home. Here there's a blur in my past-life experience. I hope it'll clear so I can see how it all ended.
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