End of the World - Return to the Villa. By Bald Hairy Man , e mail bldhrymn@aol.com
This is the last installment of the story, that seems to be getting a bit rambling. I may develop some of the characters in a more compact form. Let me know if you are interested in a continuation. BHM
At mid day the group heard a rustling to their rear and they hid, sending Badger back to see who or what was coming. He quickly returned with Lucian, Primus and Alban.
"Greetings Arthur!" Lucian called. "Britannicus sent us to join you. He felt we could help scout out the area"
"Join us friends!" Arthus said. "It is always good to have companions on a long trip." As Lucian caught up with them, Arthur said under his breath. "I assume you were sent as a spy?"
"As always you are a perceptive man." Lucian said. "However, treachery is not part of my nature, nor Britannicus'. He just likes to be safe."
A day later the group arrived at the villa. There was considerable joy at the return, and the success of the mission. There had been several changes at the villa. The twins, Theo and Marcus had departed to try to get back to Hispania. A group of their country men had passed by, and were planning to get a boat in Cornwall to take them back to their home province. The winter weather was stormy, but the seas were free of Saxons, so they decided to join the group.
Lucian was immediately attracted to Maximus and Optimus. They were all city men, and had the same experiences. Primus and Alban quickly bonded with Wolf and Otter. Within a day it was as if they were brothers. Curiously they also seemed to get along with Sampson. Optimus thought it was because they all spoke Latin equally badly. Optimus was not aware of the tribal legends of a blind hero and his companion dragon. Primus and Alban first encountered Sampson emerging from the thermal pool with the golden dragon ornament shivering in his cock head.
At mid winter the men had little to do except hunt and fish and watch. Arthur, Maximus and Sampson planned. The Saxon's would normally send a scouting ship out in late winter. These would select a landing place and spy on the natives before returning to bring the main party. Arthus planned to destroy this ship, and leave the main party without reconnaissance. Without this information Sampson thought they would return to the same site as the last year. They would then try to lure the main group into an unfavorable site for a battle.
Julian had his forge producing weapons at a brisk pace. The villa was well fortified now. It was all but invisible from the sea, and difficult to find on the land side. Valens, the former butler, was a paragon of domestic economy and efficiency. He knew what foods could be stored and what would go bad. With Optimus' Roman gentleman's knowledge of farming they had planned winter crops that could be harvested early, and stored for a possible siege.
Wolf had captured several more dogs and was training them to be war dogs. This too was an ancient British tradition. The fearsome Wolfhound could disrupt an enemy attack and seemed to instill fear.
Lucian felt he had returned home at the villa. He found cultured friends who shared his experiences. The luxury of the place dazzled Primus and Alban, but they found the men very much to their liking. They had been uncomfortable in the female dominated house hold of Britannicus. Wolf, Fox, Otter and Badger were men they understood. Arthur and Sampson were almost god like to them. Julian outfitted them with fantastical weapons and they felt themselves to be companions of heros.
While Optimus, Maximus and Lucian were recreating the orderly Roman world they had lost, Primus, Alban and many of the other men were living the life of Celtic myth. They saw the villa filled with great heros, enchanting weapons, vile enemies, and a sense of brotherhood that united them in a common cause. Perhaps they would have been happier slaying a multi headed dragon, but they were more than willing to kill a slew of Saxons. A common desire to force the Saxons back into the sea united both groups, the Romans and the Celts.
Primus and Alban liked the food. Maximus was a good cook, and dinner seemed like a banquet to the two men. They were puzzled by the tendency of all of the men to bathe. They followed Wolf and Fox into the thermal pool, and soon discovered that they had an interest in it too. Their sexual experiences had been limited, but enjoyable. In the flickering lights under the golden dome of the pool they broadened their experiences and their enjoyment.
The warmth of the water surprised them as they got in, far warmer than the hyopcausts could achieve at Britannicus home. Then Fox dunked his head under the water and sucked Albans' cock while Wolf played with Primus's member. Fox emerged and dunked again , snagging Primus's half erect cock.
When Fox emerged a second time Alban asked, "What were you doing? It felt good."
"I think the technical term is cock sucking." Wolf said with a smile. "Never had that done before?"
"No, It was great!" Primus said.
"Where did you boys learn about sex?" Fox asked. "Watching animals?"
"Yes."
"Wolf, it's time for you and me to give these boys some lessons." Fox said. "No one has ever drained your cock? Sucked your juice out through the piss slit?"
Primus and Alban looked puzzled. "Does it hurt?" Primus asked.
"Fox, Christian charity demands we help these boys out." Wolf said as he got out of the water and lifted Alban onto the edge. Fox deep throated the cock immediately. Fox pulled Primus to the edge, returned to the water and began sucking.
Otter came into the room leading Sampson. The light of the lamps struck the dragon head wedged in his cock. "Do I hear the sucking sounds of enjoyment?" Sampson asked.
"Believe it or not, we have some cock virgins here!" Fox said. "Untouched by human mouths."
"Are they ass virgins too? Otter asked. The two new men were to busy enjoying the new experiences to answer. More men entered the room. Primus and Alban found themselves the focus of good natured and ribald attention. Everyone was willing to help with the men's education. Primus and Alban quickly climaxed under the expert skills of Fox and Wolf. They thought that the night was over.
They sat in pool talking. Sampson sat between the two men who were flanked by Otter and Wolf. Fox had wandered off in search of more cock to suck. Sampson was rubbing their bodies, trying to feel a sense of their appearance.
"Did you like it?" Wolf asked. He knew the answer, the hairy men must have been lighter since they had spewed so much cum. "Would you like to try it yourselves?"
"It felt good, really good." Alban said. "It's hard for me to think of a cock in my mouth." His voice was lowered.
"Maybe you need to taste the dragon first?" Sampson suggested. Alban looked interested. The dragon peaking out of the big man's cock intrigued him. Sampson of course didn't see this, but he did feel a reaction in Alban's cock. Sampson didn't press the issue. They asked how he became blind. He told them the story, and then the story of Sampson. Christianity had not yet touched the part of Britain that the men came from, but they found the stories immensely interesting.
They in turn told the story of the bind hero and his companion dragon. Arthur was sitting with Optimus and Lucian behind the men listening. "I wonder if the dragon story could be used to our advantage." Optimus mused. "Had you ever heard the stories before?"
"Yes, nursery stories in the more cultured areas." Arthur said. "They must be more real in the hinterlands. It might indeed be useful to us."
"Sampson, are there similar legends in your lands?" Optimus asked.
"Come to think of it, there are. The father of Siegfried was a blind king." Sampson answered. "He is like your Hercules."
Optimus mused. "Our newly renamed Arthus is an orphan, without a family. A blind king with a dragon in his cock might be the ideal progenitor." Sampson hooted in laughter.
"Yes!" the blind man said. "Born without woman from the mating of a blind king and a dragon."
Arthur joined in the fun. "I can hear the village wise men and poets reciting the story of the miraculous birth of Arthur!" Arthur recalled the odd story the Twins had told of Othacar-Sampson's tribal customs. "How many warriors of your tribe carry your seed in their ass?"
"All of the ones I could catch!" Sampson answered, still laughing.
Paulus joined in. "I can tell you that a nice long ride on Sampson's cock is a near mystical experience!"
"I can't catch any men anymore, but I still have a lot of seed, and would gladly share it!" Sampson said. "My tribe thought it gave you strength."
"Well, I felt stronger!" Paulus said. "The incredible orgasm I had. It didn't even tire me out! I wouldn't mind trying it again."
"I would be proud to be your son, Sampson." Arthur said. "And I wouldn't mind taking some of your seed." Arthur said this in a serious tone of voice. Sampson understood, and Arthur had the strange sensation of thinking that there were tears in Sampson's non existent eyes. "But someone needs to take the dragon out of your cock!" Arthur said in his earlier bantering voice "Alban, Primus, can you help me out here?" Lucian was watching, and wished that his cousins could have at least a brief glint of understanding in their eyes. Otter explained tho them, "You need to get the dragon out of Sampson's cock."
"How?" Alban asked.
"I think the best way is to suck it out," Wolf said, having great difficulty containing his mirth. "Get your mouths on the cock and start sucking!" They did what they were told. They were not skilled cock suckers, and were very tentative in their approach to the blind man's huge cock. A lick here, a lick there. Their inept approach was curiously exciting to Sampson and everyone watching. The laughter increased with the level of sexual excitement.
In the midst of all the laughter, Sampson whispered to Arthur, "You're not making a fool of me, are you?"
"Othacar, I would be honored to be your son." Arthur said. "You are the father I wish I had." Sampson looked relieved. "But as for taking your seed, I'm horny as hell, and your cock is the only one that can scratch the itch I have!"
"Scratch it I will!" Sampson said, and under this breath, he said , "Thank you."
Julian and Valens were watching the scene with great amusement. It was clear that Primus and Alban were trying to avoid sucking the cock head, but there was no possibility to extract the gold dragon except through the piss slit.
"Those boy need more passion in their lives." Julian observed. Alban bent over trying to suck Sampson's cock. Julian walked over and shoved his cock into the open asshole. It was as if a placid horse was bitten by a wasp and suddenly bolted. Alban attacked the cock with enthusiasm. Valens saw the reaction and immedialtly fucked Primus, with the same result.
Alban emerged with the dragon between his teeth. There was general applause. Primus was not willing to give up his crazed worship of the cock. A few moments before he had been unwilling to touch it. Now he regretted not being able to deep throat the whole thing.
Valens and Julian redirected the two men to other cocks. The main attention in the room focused on Sampson and Arthur. Paulus arrived with some oils and coated Sampson with it, and Sampson took some and worked it into Arthur's ass. Arthur wondered if Valens had been giving him lessons. Sampson had the same delicate way of probing an ass that Valens did.
Arthur straddled the cock and dropped on it in one smooth movement. There again was applause, and some cheers. But by then all of the men were engaged in their own sexual activities, and Arthur and Sampson were soon in their own world.
Arthur had felt some affection for the German Chieftain, and a lot of pity for the man's sorry state, but when Sampson's cock slid into his ass all these feelings were replaced with pure lust. When the German donkey dong rammed Arthur's magic nut it felt as if a dam had broken. His entire body was flooded with intense feelings of affection, pleasure and something that Arthur would later think was pure, total sexual involvement.
He felt his body melt around the huge cock. His ass relaxed to let it penetrate still deeper. He suddenly felt afraid to move. Afraid that the feelings would go away and vanish.
"Is it good?" Sampson asked. Arthur couldn't talk. He leaned forward and kissed Sampson. They embraced, and eventually Sampson rolled Arthur over and began fucking him with abandon. Arthur could hardly breath as Sampson wildly fucked him until he roared and shot off, filling Arthur's ass with his warm cream. Arthur shot off too, and the men collapsed on the marble floor. Sampson felt Arthur subside, caressed him and discovered the pools of cum on his chest. Sampson licked up every drop of Arthur's cum before the two men fell asleep.
That night Arthur became the son of a king who mated with a dragon. Primus and Alban discovered the joys of cock sucking. And Optimus and Lucian became close friends. Optimus and Maximus had been lovers for years. Maximus slow and easy approach to fucking had broadened his friendships. He would never have believed it possible, but he and Orsinian were linked by an incredibly tight sexual bonding. Orsinian's ass loved Maximus' cock. And Maximus' cock felt the same way about Orsinian. The cock led the way, but the rest of the body, and eventually the affections followed.
Optimus understood this, and was a generous man. Lucian and Optimus were both well hung bottoms. Later, they decided that bottoms who could top were the best fuckers. They understood the feeling of the man they screwed, and could, enjoy not only the sensation emanating from their cocks, but also vicariously enjoy the pleasure of the man they were fucking.
They watched Arthur and Sampson couple and casually fondled each other, getting hotter and hotter. Optimus felt Lucian's excitement grow as his finger got nearer the asshole. Lucian opened wide and Optimus worked his cock in. Optimus pushed slowly, and Lucian loved the slow progress of the cock in his ass.
Lucian was unaccustomed to the open sex at the villa. He had the Greek feeling that a man wasn't naked until his cock head was exposed. He had been shocked at Sampson's public display of his cock head with the embedded dragon. Optimus c was fully erect , with his head still covered with the skin. Lucian's tight hole peeled back the skin as Optimus entered. This seemed seemly to Lucian, as the most sensitive part of Optimus' anatomy slowly moved deeper into the chute, the entire passage came alive with new sensations. The cock was big and a bit uncomfortable, but so stimulating, he couldn't imagine anything more exciting.
Optimus fucked for a while then stopped. "Let's trade places?" He said. They did, and Lucian tried to emulate the other man's technique. It was a new world of sensation for Lucian. It was a different experience from the energetic screwing of Primus and Alban. He had to admit that Inside the sphincter the sophisticated Optimus was no more soft and welcoming that the crude and oafish Primus and Alban. But his cock felt at home lodged in Optimus' ass. He was musing and thinking as he slowly pumped. He had never taken his time before and he started to cum. The first contraction surprised him. There was a pause, then the second ejaculation, another pause, than a third.
They built up strength as they progressed, and by the sixth shot, he still felt that there was a supply of man juice , trapped in his balls. The seventh contraction let loose a flow and milky cum into Optimus's ass. Optimus was shooting too. Lucian didn't care that Optimus' bloated cock head was free of the enveloping skin for everyone to see. They slept together that night.