Men Of TROY - Paris and Hector

Hey, Okay, first story I've written. Went to see the movie last night and was bored this morning so gave it a go. Be gentle, first time... Anyway, if you haven't seen the movie, just skip all the dialogue. Basically, Hector and Paris from the city of Troy have just left Greece after making peace negotiations. The only problem, is that Paris has taken the king of Greece's wife (Helena) home. Bla Bla Bla, read along.

Hector -- Played by Eric Bana Paris -- Played by Orlando Bloom

(Oh yes. If your under 18 or not interested in gay pornography of the written persuasion, please leave now. Also, this is an imaginative contruction of my own, and has nothing to do with the movie TROY or Fox Studios, or any of the actors involved. But how I wish it was...)

"Hector, would you fight with my against any enemy?" Paris asked, looking into his brothers eyes. There was silence for a moment, just the sound of waves slapping against the side of their small ship as they sailed back to Troy. "Little brother, you haven't asked me that question since you were 10 years old and had stolen fathers horse." Hector grinned, flexing back his shoulders and putting his muscled chest onto display. The sun was beating down on them fiercly, beads of sweat forming on both their backs. Hector was taller than Paris, dark and muscled, hair dusting his body. Paris however was shorter, hairless smooth skin on a pretty boy body. "Come, I have something to show you." Paris muttered to his brother, before beckoning him into the hull of the ship. Hector descended, somehow concious of his brothers eyes on his own, well muscled ass. He abandoned the thought and stepped downt he ladder.

Hector gasped as he saw what his brother meant to show him. Helena, wife of King Menelaus. The very man that Hector and his father had been trying to form peace with for decades. They had finally been able to make some progress but now, Paris had brought Helena back. Of course, Hector knew there was something between the two. Paris had disappeared many times into Helena's quarters the previous night, but he would never have thought Paris would have been as ignorant to take her. "Out!" Hector snapped at Helena, glaring at her as she moved out onto the deck. He was left with Paris, now quivering against the wall. "Are you insane? Do you know what you have done?" Hector shouted. "What, you get some pussy in Sparta and you cant let it go?" Paris looked down, ashamed. "You don't understand. I love her. And she wanted to come!" Paris protested. "No. You've betrayed your country. Your brother. Your father!" Hector muttered. He knew he should turn the ship back immediately, bring King Menelaus back his wife. But the damage was already done. The war would begin. "So, you find it fit to start a war just so you can have some cunt on the trip home?" Hector mumbled. He moved forward, towards Paris. "You couldn't wait to get home and find some other whore to bone? Come on Paris, I know you. I see all those girls leaving your quarters in the early hours, you're a common whore. Couldn't you just wait for your bitches back home?" Hector glared down at his brother, bare chest heaving which each breath. "No. I, I love her..." Paris stuttered. "And I love my wife! But I could wait for her! My balls are heaving but I kept waiting!" Hector said, grabbing his package through his thin robe to emphasize his point. "Do you even think you know love?" Hector menacingly moved closer to his brother, now pinning him against the wall with his wide, hairy chest. "All you know is penetration. That's all your Spartan whore wants from you! Do you really think she loves you? No, she just wants you inside her." Paris was wide eyed now, heart thumping as his brother pushed him against the ships wall. Paris could feel Hector cock against his own stomach. With each moment, it grew harder against him. "Do you know what its like to be penetrated Paris? Do you know why that bitch came here?" Hector grabbed a handful of his brothers hair now, thrusting his cock into his brothers navel. Paris shook his head and gulped, his brothers frame now consuming him. Hector chuckled and grabbed his brothers package and pushed him against the wall harder. With one swift movement, Hector discarded his robe with a swipe of his knife, his meat now on display. Paris gasped. Hectors cock was beautiful, 11" and as thick as his wrist. It stood strong and proud between his brothers hairy thigh's, giant lemon-sized balls hanging low beneath it, the uncut head swollen. Paris didn't even have to think before dropping to his knee's, rubbing his face against the hard member and breathing in his brothers sweaty scent, licking at his hairy sack. Paris now knew why his brothers wife waited so eagerly for Hectors return from each battle. "That's right little brother, you're a bigger whore than your Helena bitch is..." Hector chuckled as he guided his brothers soft pink lips towards his cock, watching with amusement as his brother tried to open his mouth wide enough to accommodate its intruder. "Get it nice and wet, I'm going to teach my brother a lesson on the difference between penetration and love". Hector watched as Paris abandoned the impossible task of deep-throating this monster and instead licked up and down the shaft, getting it slick like his brother had instructed. Paris didn't know what Hector meant by such a lesson, but was consumed by the sight in front of him, all thoughts of Helena abandoned. A new thought entered Hectors mind, he turned himself around and presented his ass to his brothers face. Hectors' wife had never agreed to such things, but the lust in Paris' eyes told Hector that he would be more than willing. Paris' pushed his face into his brothers hairy mounds, black hair contrasting against the small, puckered pink star. He licked at it lightly, the inquistitive boy exploring his brothers body. His tongue ran up and down the sweaty crack.

Hector grabbed his brother roughly and swung him around, ripping off his robe to expose his perfect, smooth ass. Hector grinned at the sight, pushing his brother down onto all fours and bending down to inspect. He ran his hands over his brothers plump ass slowly, spreading them to see his hairless pink bud. Hector quickly sucked one finger into his mouth, and then began to play with the hole. Without hesitation Hectors face descended into the ass in front of him, his tongue running down the perfect crack slowly, stopping to circle around the love button in front of him. Paris groaned as he felt his brothers tongue work its way inside him, his Hector's goatee tickling the back of Paris' balls with each separate lick. Hector took deep breaths, pushing his chin hard against his brother and kneading each ass cheek with his hands. Paris' own prick was hanging a full 8" when his brother stopped his tongue assault, replacing his tongue with his own finger. Hector took it slow at first, slowly sliding his thick finger down to the second hairy knuckle, then beginning to slowly move around. He added another finger to his brothers pleasure, and another, until four fingers were wiggling inside Paris, who was now jerking himself in rhythm. Hector grinned, and took each finger out slowly, moving himself closer to his brothers hole and stroking his cock twice, moving the thick, foreskin-covered head towards the opening. Paris screamed with the first push, an inch making its way inside him. With another yell Hector pushed 2 inches further. Paris was sobbing now, his ass on fire, but cock still hard beneath him. Hector only smiled and leaned over to nibble on his brothers ear. "Is this love, brother? Or is it just penetration?" Hector withdrew his cock from the lovetunnel and placed the head at the entrance. Paris sighed with relief. But without notice, Hector plunged forward, 10 inches slamming their way deep into Paris as he yelped in pain. Hector began to thrust rapidly. Paris soon felt his brothers hairy bush against his ass, and yelped louder with each single thrust. "Oh yeah, this is fucking tight." Hector breathed. "Oh, brother, I've needed this so bad. 5 fucking days and no release, your boycunt is just right..." Paris soon began to feel the firelike pain burning within his ass subsiding, replaced with pleasure. With each single driving force inside him, Hector was hitting something. Everytime the head of Hectors 11" monster pushed against that certain spot, Paris gasped. His hands clawed at the hard wooden planks beneath him, yearning for more. His groans of pain were quickly replaced with moans of pleasure. Paris pushed back against his brothers thick cock, tightening his ass muscles and meeting his brothers rhythm eagerly. "See? You are a fucking whore. You weren't made for her cunt little brother, you were made for cock..." Hector grinned as the words sent his brother into orgasm, his ass clamping down on Hectors cock as Paris shot load after load of sweet, boyspunk onto the floor beneath them. Paris' body convulsed as he slowed his own thrusting and sighed with relief. He shook his head as the reality of the situation appeared to him. He was naked and sweaty, on all fours on a hard wooden floor with his brothers 11' cock in his ass. But, he didn't care. Hector soon began his thrusting again, riding Paris' ass doggystyle harder and harder. He muttered at Paris bitterly, commenting on how tight his cunt was, slapping his ass as the minutes passed. Hector was covered in sweat now, his hair dripping onto his brothers back. He withdrew his cock slowly and turned his brother over, looking into his eyes as he was consumed with pleasure. Hector re-entered and resumed his thrusting, looking down at his brother writhing with the new feelings stirring in his loins. Hectors balls slapped against Paris' ass. He reached over slowly, grabbing his brothers nipples and twisting them, bringing moans from Paris' swollen lips. Hectors ass clenched as he moved towards power-fucking his brothers boy pussy, his foreskin slick. Hector glanced through a small window in the hull. The sun was now beginning to disappear over the horizon. Hector realized they had been fucking for hours, and began to screw Paris' tight hole faster, Paris' eyes opening wide as Hectors movements became more fierce with each moment. Hector leaned over and took his brothers mouth into his own, the two tongues playing against eachother. Hector threw his head back suddenly as his balls drew close. "Im gonna breed your ass little brother, get ready you little cunt!" Hector screamed, as his cock exploded. Paris felt his brothers cum fill him, spurt of spurt, sending him over the edge for the second time. Both men groaned loudly with pleasure, falling into eachother, their tongues circling eachother as they both emptied their loins, Paris' cum splashing against both their stomachs. With a final thrust from Hector, they both collapsed with exhaustion. Hectors hairy chest against Paris' smooth stomach as they both began to recover. A few minutes later, Hector stood up, his now-flaccid cock sliding out of his brothers ass. It was slick with a mixture of his own cum and Paris' ass juices. Hector pulled his brother and forced him to clean the soft cock, watching Paris suck the spunk out of his curly, black pubes. Hector stood tall, wiping Paris' boycum off his chest and tasting the sweetness in his mouth. "You don't know love, little brother." Hector muttered, slowly climbing up the ladder onto the deck, his now 9" member swaying with each step. Hector smiled as the men on his crew looked with interest at the cock before them. He smiled gently. "Go, downstairs. Use the boy for your amusement. And don't be gentle." Hector added as the men rushed past him down into the compartment below. Minutes later, hector heard the sound of his brother moaning with pleasure as man after man bred his ass, tearing him apart. Hector looked out to see and smiled. There may be a war coming, but at least he had a whore.