This is a pure work of fiction originated from me. This homoerotica sets in a fantasy world similar to the Dark Age. It wasn't heavily fantastical. The story is purely a creation from author's imagination and did not depict the author's moral values nor it tries to promote a certain value/s. As this world was set in medieval dark age, there would be a lot of themes that might unsuitable for certain people, such as relationship with minors, domination, slavery, and many other things that the author haven't envision. As such, if you find any of the themes uncomfortable, please do not hesitate to leave. Lastly, I welcome any input and feedback for future installment at gantengcks@gmail.com. And please support nifty to keep the site running and help author like me learning and keep publishing their work.
Chapter 1
They were all watching across to the now empty port of The Pale defended by the huge number of ships and war galleys. they sailed cautiously waiting the order from the chief to engage in naval combat they would surely lose. They didn't have a lot of ships, and even then, they only had light ships. Surely it wouldn't be a fair match, heck it would be a massacre, which what they all had expected when the new York's king decided to conquer their land. They couldn't surrender either, and it wasn't only for the embarrassment of surrendering like a little bitch, which what they would be known among other Ires if they surrender.
The past York king had conquered a land against one of the tribes in their island, the Pale, where the fort they currently heading was. The fallen tribe of Meath was horribly massacred as well, but those who leave were turned into slaves for their worker in the mainland York. The king made their status lower than an animal, and they were treated lower as well. He heard that the previous high chief of Meath became the King's personal toilet while his male children became the public ones. His daughter became the king's family bitches, pumping out babies of the royal family. Though he heard the fate of the babies were less brutal than their predecessor; they became servants in the royal houses, catering their every needs. In the end, they would become nothing but things the Yorkish owned. Of course, he couldn't let his family, especially himself, be someone else's bitch, especially not the York King. He much rather die than spending his life drinking his piss, eating his shit, and the worse of all, getting his ass fucked. And that was also what made everyone was so readily initiating the absolutely suicide battle to the Pale. They just want to die.
"Listen up boys! I know you all know this is a suicide, but If you think surrendering to this guy is much better then you're much better spear yourself in the butt already and bleed to death. Those fuckers right there are going to make us drink their piss, eat their shits, suck their cocks, and stuff it in our shitter. The Meath now buried deep six feet not underground, but under their fucking shits and cum. And you will too if you don't escape this battle in death! We will die, but might as well slay some Yorkish throats! To arms!" Yelled Rory MacCarthal, the chief of Leinster. He stood in his leather armor, the common and the only materials among the tribes as Iresland didn't have much steel. Totally wouldn't serve them well against their heavily metal armored foe.
His speech, though weren't encouraging, was replied by warcries from his small army. He then signals the other ships to engage Yorkish navy that totally dwarfed them. He looked through his telescope, which he got from a Yorkish captain of an unfortunate ship wandering close enough to his border alone, he took the telescope and the captain's cherry, and saw directly to the enemy's main fleet. The captain, Jordan something, was looking at him as well using his telescope, then he suddenly put down the telescope, turn around, and fly him the moon. This obviously made the crew laughed, and Rory's face redden in anger. How dare someone so young mock him like that. Though he had to say, Jordan did have a very perky well rounded bubble butt, and he was good looking as well. Fuck all of those blonde Yorkish are beautiful and had perky butt perfect for pounding.
"Chieftain, I think you might want to hear this." Approach one of his cabin boy, Conor. Despite being a young adult, in his mid twenties, he was still being called boy for his small stature, and he even look smaller next to the hunk and huge Rory.
"Yeah, if it's not something that can help me obliterate that motherfucking Yorkish slut captain's pussy, then I'll obliterate yours!" Rory looked at Conor menacingly. His face as red as his hair, just like his four sons and grandkids. Though even Rory himself didn't know whether it was from anger or from blueballs knowing that that fucking fucker of a Yorkish captain would be the one obliterating his ass if he ever escaped the battle alive. Or his newly minted king. Either way, he needed to die or it's his ass that was going to be a newly minted pussy.
"T-there is another huge fleet approaching the Pale. They bear the four golden roses on blue banner!" He stammered.
"Kingdom of Francia?"
"Yes! And it seems the newly crowned emperor himself leads the armada!"
Rory smirked. He couldn't believe he might avoid death, and if he played his card right, a win against the York. Fuck, he would offer that emperor his ass in secret if that would help to convince the emperor. "It's your lucky day Conor. If you're unlucky and I didn't get my cock inside that motherfucker, I will obliterate your pussy much gentler. Though I think you probably wouldn't know the difference with copious amounts of guys had been inside you." He laughed.
"I'm sorry, chief... b-but my ass is still..."
Rory looked at Conor in disbelief, "You must be joking? A wimp like you haven't been bitched fucked yet!? How the fuck did you manage to avoid all of the men in the tribe? Nevermind, even if I didn't get Jordan's pussy, I'll take your virgin pussy happily. Now, tell Rian to sail to that emperor's fleet and tell him I have an offer for him. If he failed to get the emperor on our side, I'll fucking make him my toilet." He dismissed him. "And Conor, make sure nobody gets your cherry but me, I want to see it pop and burst with blood, and I'll make sure you know the joy of sex and my big fat cock. Yeah fucker, you better be ready, because I am going in dry."
The Ires, unlike their eastern neighbours are far more open in sex than other cultures. It's probably due to difference value they have in regards to sex itself. Yes, it was for procreation and sanctity of marriage and blablabla, but it also about domination and show of strength. That's why a lot of muscular and strong studs of the tribe will be praised instead of chastise when they finally manage to fuck their rival's ass or even just a wimp. Sometimes, they would even fuck their wives just to show the other tribesmen how much power they have over someone.
It's true that Conor was able to avoid the studs in their tribes, but that doesn't mean he never had sex. Thanks to Patrick, Rory's youngest, he was able not only avoid the studs, but also fucked their asses. This is also why the studs leave both Conor and Patrick alone, in fear of them exposing the cum inside their asses. Nobody would expect that Conor, the wimp, and Patrick, the disappointment, had already fucked more than half of the studs in their tribe. So to put it bluntly, Conor didn't care about Rory's big fat cock, he care more about Rory's humongous ass and tight pink little pucker he always see whenever Rory fucked someone during one of his parties.
Rian was soon back delivering messages from the emperor. He agreed to meet on his ship, and the Leinster aren't allowed to bring any weapon. Rory couldn't be anymore happier, and his dick couldn't get any harder less it would burst through his pants. Well, it already did. The tip push through the waistband the moment he heard agree and Rian and other crewmates could swear their chief going to cum right then and there. But instead, it just leaking precum heavily.
To say that the table had turned probably was an understatement. The Yorkish didn't only have their table turned, but also have them tied spread eagled on the the turned table, have their ass gangraped by both Francia and Leinster, mainly Francia. Many of their ships was sunken, and many more captured along with the crewmates. Rory's pants had a visible wet spot like he was just pissing himself when he saw Jordan's ship among the captured ships. Everyone at that time knew Jordan's going to have a new hole, and in fact, their dicks couldn't wait for the celebratory party less than Rory's steel prod. Yes, all of them leaking like faucets too, all of the Leinster were leakers, and their women were squirters.
And no, none of them bothered to clean up or even changed their pants, the smell of cum is the smell of masculinity, and Ires are all about that masculinity. To them, nothing represent power more than the smell of studs ready to mount their mares. The smell was so strong that even the guards who escorted Rory's and a few of his guards flinched, which Rory's entourage just scoffed at the wimp guards. They looked at each other, and as if having telepathy, Rory's and his guards agreed that these Frankish guards are too beautiful and too wimpy to guard an emperor, they would be much better asses up ready to be fucked alongside their wives on their bed. But of course they didn't say any of that, and let the guards escorted them to a room in the ship.
The first impression the emperor had for these barbarians was obviously the smell. The musky smell was uncomfortable to the point it made him squirm cause his body heat raised a little bit. But then again, it probably his own fault agreeing to talk with these barbarians personally.
Rory's first impression of the emperor was... well, leaking. To be more specific, his dick lurches in front of everyone and wet spot, which was dried, getting wetter again. This sight made even the emperor's frown, though without everyone noticing or even himself noticing it, Emperor's nose flared and tried to intake the pungent smell that suddenly getting even more intense.
This confirm the rumor that the Emperor heard of them, that they were sex crazed animal without any culture whatsoever. He couldn't believe any respectable man of noble culture like Frankish could ever strike a deal with these barbarians, but there he was.
Rory didn't react that strongly just to anyone. In his defense, the Emperor was known as the Fair afterall, but who would have guessed Louis the Fair was actually this fair. short dirty blonde hair being combed to the back neatly with one hair fell to his forehead, and his blue eyes is much clearer and brighter, and bluer, than any man he ever met. His dimple and soft but lush lips. His body was lean, but you can tell he was toned under those noble blue garments, the color of the Franks. Even if he can't see it, Rory's know Louis had a bubble butt with tight little hole hungry hole as such is how the Frankish fashion themselves and were known in the whole Britania. The tight prudent hole hard to breach, but can't stop munching your dicks once you open it. If Louis wasn't an emperor, he would already be on top of that table with Rory's dick railing him, and Louis couldn't do anything but squeal like a little pig. Fuck, if it up to him, Louis would definitely be the first bitch he kept. He never kept one despite it one of the "masculine factor" in his tribe. He much rather dumped his load and let the bitches take care of it. Taking personal care of one bitch meant extra maintenance cost for him. On the second thought, he would rather not make Louis his bitch, it would be better if the emperor offer himself to him face down, ass up, cheeks spread. What a world, to bad he is the emperor. He was so close to cumming just thinking about dominating the emperor of a huge empire, he wanted to painted his face with his cum so bad. Obviously, he couldn't. It's a miracle he could go home with his head intact, or not comeback as a bitch, after the ordeal with the York. Giving facial to the emperor, as hot as that sound, he didn't have the balls, and he probably would end up literally didn't have any.
"Please, have a seat." Said the unimportant chancellor.
Rory quickly seated, and without any shame, he tugged on his crotch. Looking at the emperor this close, he almost couldn't restrain himself.
"Thank you, and I am most honoured to meet your excellency. And these four are my sons. The handsome fucker, always my proud and joy, the eldest Ferghal. He is built just like his father. The twins, just as handsome as me, said to have the same everything even the freckles, Brandon and Brian. And that one, no muscle, no important skill to speak of, absolutely nothing to offer, Padraig, Patrick." He didn't introduce Rian.
Louis gave a smile, "I see. You said you have an offer for me?" he said, trying not to prolong the meeting as the smell getting stronger and stronger, and he felt really uncomfortable. Especially since the place just felt hotter. Which was weird since the sky is awfully clouded.
Sensing that Louis wished to get rid of him sooner, his dick lurched again. If only he wasn't the emperor, He would fuck him senseless. Then he'll see if Louis still want to rid of him or beg him to pound him again.
"Before we get to that, I see that you're well prepared with the invasion. But I couldn't help to notice, why sending your army here, and not to places like Londain? That city is much more valuable than the Pale."
"I am afraid that information is secre-" Louis hold his hand, stopped the chancellor from uttering another word, which made Rory wanted to castrate the man and stuffed his mouth with his own cock.
"It's true, but I do not declare war against the York for valuable land. I just want the Pale since they said the view on top of the castle Fairshore is the most beautiful in the world. And I wish to give that to my newlywed wife. As for army, this is not all of my army. The other were already engaging in the mainland. I just wanted to personally take the gift for my wife."
"If that's the case then I am pretty sure there is no need to prolong the war. All you need just take the castle, and I am sure the York will agree to end the war ceding the Pale to you. It's not worth his effort. My spies discover that the castle has provision for at least 10 months, but that castle his hardly worth your presence for 10 months. I have a way to take care the castle in 3 days."
Louis raised his eyebrow, "For someone who just launched a suicide assault, you sound pretty well informed. Why don't you take the fort yourself then."
"Your excellence, Leinster hardly had any men to maintain the siege, let alone repelling the reinforcement. It's all because of you we are saved today, and our head still intact. But even so, we always give our fullest in war, that's why we had the information we need to defeat them, just not the resources."
While Rory is talking Louis suddenly realized that one of his guard and Rory's youngest, Patrick, was it? Getting awfully close. By that he meant Patrick fingers went in and out of the guard's ass. Thanks to the seating, nobody could see them but Louis and his chancellor, but his chancellor to focus on Rory to notice.
Patrick smiled when his eyes met with the emperor's. he spread the cheeks, and spread the hole further, revealing the inner lips. He then used his other hand to jammed his two fingers inside up to the hilt. The guard only flinched a little, he couldn't do more than that or his partner in front of him will notice someone is railing his butt.
Patrick fingerfucked the guard quickly, and he couldn't do anything but flexed his ass muscle. Sometimes his thighs would buck forward to, but not to noticeable. That didn't made Patrick give the guard's ass any mercy, he fingerfucked him like there was no tomorrow. Jammed in his two whole finger in quick succession, scissoring the ass, and sometimes he would push really deep. Most of the time though, he would just drive his fingers in and out, hitting the sweet spot that made the guard's ass cheeks flexed. Louis seemed really fixated on the act, though he kept telling himself how immoral the man was or how he need to reprimand the guard, and sometime he would think how the fuck his long finger can drive so far up the butt and how would it felt to have the man's fingers in his ass. The last thought suddenly made his asshole felt itchy.
"So how about it your excellency? If you agree, I will provide you with the plan to take the castle in 3 days, prepare for your army siege camps, and also provide for their foods." Rory handling the camp would also meant they could share camp with Francia army, which meant free cunts at night for him and his army.
Louis taken aback but quickly regained his senses, "The siege camps, we can handle it ourselves, but it would be perfect if you know where we should camp. As for provisions, we have our own supplies, we don't need to drain up yours and ending up starving your army. besides, your army is small, it would be unfair for us to take your provisions."
Rory wanted to strip the fucking emperor, tied him up, rail his ass, and has his entire army rail his ass as well. He wanted to see if Louis still dare to use "small" and "unfair" together with his army after they wreck his ass.
"The Pale isn't only famous for its shore, but also its woods. They have a lot of huge stags here. We can hunt a lot of them so your excellency army do not have to use the provisions which I am sure would be more useful for your future conquest."
"Sounds fair, and what do you want in return?" Louis's eyes wandered back to Patrick and the guard, and now they weren't alone. Rian, much older, fully bearded hunk of a man also standing closer, blocking his views.
Patrick quickly whispered something to Rian from behind, and he moved sideways, giving him a full view of Patrick kneeling in front of the ass with his fingers spreading the cheeks while prodding the hole, along with one of Rian's hand reaching behind him masterfully fingerfuck the guard while blocking the view, now only from his chancellor. He also noticed now the twins has moved behind the guard across first guard. He couldn't see what they were doing but it wasn't hard to guess. This guard wasn't very good at keeping his composure. His face looked weird, frown as if trying to hold something, and his hips and thighs often bucked suddenly. The fact that the twins giggling the entire time wasn't helping either. And sometimes the twins would also violently assault the guards' ass, so violent that he can literally see the ass being violently shaken from the fingerfucked by both of them.
Patrick then did something Louis didn't expect. He dove down, and ate the guard's ass while maintaining eye contact with Louis. This time, the guard's ass shakes as violent as the other guard, but his upper body remain solid. The itch in his ass getting more and more unbearable, so did the heat.
"So I hope the favor I asked wasn't demanding. I want nothing to impose on your excellency, but it would mean a great deal for me if you can give me Jordan Smithson."
"Um, yes, we'll see. If your plan works, and your army perform well, you'll definitely get your reward."
"If all settled, then I hope your excellency wouldn't mind me excusing myself. I would wish to work on our end of the deal immediately."
"Yes, yes, sure. For the camps, Ferdinand will help you." Louis stands, though he was still flustered. He can see that both the twins and Patrick finishing their job aswell by fingerfucking both of his guards violently, more violent that the last time. In wasn't long before the guards started to bucking their hips like frogs. The twins pushed their fingers deep so high that the second guard standing on his toes as he bucked from cumming. Only then Louis realized the guard had been cumming more than once as his pants was soaking wet.
Rory followed the chancellor, though he much rather following Louis so he could fantasize railing that ass more, but you can't have nice things in life. Rian, and Ferghal followed suit behind him. The twins also followed quickly after they adjusted their bulge, and after giving the guard's ass one last grab, acted like they didn't do anything.
Patrick followed him the last, and he used the opportunity to make the first guard face Louis, and then offered the guard his fingers that has just been in his ass. The guard hesitated, "Don't worry, he won't be mad. He is just jealous my fingers wasn't scratching his butt." Somehow, that is enough for the guard to open his mouth and cleaned Patrick's fingers.
Louis face was red, from anger he thought. Such vulgarities, immoralities, who the fuck he thinks he is? Louis could chop his head off for displaying such vulgarities and nobody would dare to say otherwise. He could fired both of the guards for not only shaming him by indulging in such an act that was abhorrent to the faith, but also letting a fucking barbarian controlled him. And the ache in his ass didn't get any better, and it drove him more upset. He looked at Patrick's fingers being licked off, and he couldn't help but wonder how would it feel to have those fingers jammed up his ass, scratching the unbearable itch? Louis was lost in his thought, but he clearly saw Patrick put his hands inside his pants, and pulled up a soaked middle finger. He brought it to Louis's mouth, and he didn't resist when Patrick pushed his middle finger inside his mouth, rubbing the precum soaked finger on his tongue. The taste is as foul as Louis had suspected, but his tongue couldn't stop licking it thoroughly.
"that's a little bit of taste of what I could offer. Don't tell my dad though. Knowing his disappointment is more of a stud than him would anger him so much that his dick shrivelled into the size of peanuts." Patrick pulled and smiled at his now clean finger, and went on his merry way.
Louis still revelled in the disgust of the taste left on his tongue, or was he actually liking it? Louis shook his head and looked around. He was glad there were nobody around. He turned to the guards, "Anyone know about any of these, both of you dead."
The guards quickly nodded.
"Change your trousers." He finally said and went to his room, still savoring the taste left in his tongue, he hated it so much that he couldn't stop thinking about it.
To be continued
And that is all for this chapter, folks. I am really excited for this, and I hope you all like it. It is my first work so I know this definitely wasn't perfect, so I welcome any feedback to make it better. Or if you have any question, do not hesitate to ask. Though, I probably wouldn't give you answers cause where's the fun in that! Anyway, cheers.