Date: Sun, 31 Oct 1999 14:36:17 -0500
From: Bald Hairy Man
Subject: End of the World, Arthur is Born
End of the World - Eleven - Arthur is born
by Bald Hairy Man e mail bldhrymn@aol.com
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Otter looked up as his cock withdrew from Optimus' ass and saw that Cedric
was bouncing on Sampson's cock, Paulus's cock was deeply buried in Julian's
ass, Maximus in Orsinian. He couldn't tell who had cum and who hadn't.
Clearly all the men were in good form. Valens went from man to man with a
wineskin and quenched everyone's thirst.
Valens had a good sense of the amount of wine needed to keep a party going,
without getting everyone so drunk that they could not function. Drunken
debauches were a part of German rituals and played a role in Celtic
tradition, but Valens wanted hard cocks. Drunkenness was was fine as an
excuse for orgies and sexual liberties, but all of these men were unashamed
of their sexual prowess and their choice of partners. The bath was soon
filled with men, relaxing and cleaning off after the intense interlude. The
room was warm , the men had cum at least once , but they felt a need to
keep the feeling going.
Wolf and Badger began to play a drum and a flute, and dance. It was one of
the old tribal dances of the east coast. They had bound their cocks in the
leather ties, and as the other men joined the dance they did the same.
Wolf began chanting. It was a war dance, used on the eve of battle. The
men formed a ring with interlocked arms and took up the chant. Even the
blind man joined in, he knew of these dances and once he got the rhythm,
never missed a step.
The men danced and chanted under the gold dome of the bath, below the
images of dancing gods, and all became aware that they wanted to become
fucking gods, emulating the upper tier of the frescoes. As they danced
their cocks got harder and harder and they realized that release was in
their companions ass.
Valens broke out of the group and oiled everyone's cock, and hole. Some,
like Otter and Optimus hardly noticed. Fox was excited as a finger entered
his ass for the first time. Othacar-Sampson felt a twinge of fear, but his
raging hard on made that seem un important. Valens rejoined the dancing
ring.
Wolf slowed the beating of the drum and stopped, bent over and opened his
hole to Valens. Valens entered and spread his ass for Badger. And thus
followed Fox, Julian, Optimus, Cedric, Maximus, Joshua, Paulus, Orsinian,
Arcturus and finally Sampson. Sampson grabbed Arcturus' tits as he shoved
to the hilt, and as Wolf deep dicked Sampson's tender ass.
Wolf hit the bulls eye, and Sampson tried to pump deeper into Arcturus' ass
and he tried to wiggle his ass to get Wolf's cock deeper into his
prostate. He gave out a low growl. The growl became a moan for some of the
men, a roar for Arcturus. Badger came first, howling as he filled Valens'
ass, Optimus next shooting his load into Julian. Wolf, Sampson and Arcturus
came together, Wolf holding Sampson in place as he had a convulsive orgasm.
Soon every cock was subsiding, everyone had filled a friend's ass with
their seed. The night was over, all slept well.
As the small expedition left the next morning, Orsinian pulled Sampson
aside and handed him a gift. It was a crescent of gold, smooth at one end
and with a dragon head at the other. "Julian and I made it for you, to fill
in the hole." Orsinian said. He handed it to Sampson to feel. I was smooth
and well oiled.
"Can you put it in?" Sampson asked. Orsinian opened Sampson's loin cloth,
took his penis and peeled back the skin. He slowly worked the blunt end
into the piss slit, and then through the tunnel until it came out the ring
hole. Soon only the dragon head could be seen peaking out of his slit.
"Sampson Dragon-Cock" Orsinian said. This struck a responsive cord in the
blind man's heart. The new ring had been stimulating and now he realized
that it might be decorative too. Sampson thanked him.
The men set off. Arcturus' in-laws village was two days away, and the men
made good time. Badger scouted out the trail. The diminutive man
disappeared into the under brush, covering the areas in advance. Joshua and
Paulus followed next and Orsinian and Arcturus made up the rear guard.
"I've never done anything like last night." Arcturus stated. "It was
unbelievable. We need more men , but I'd hate to get men who didn't share
our interests."
"You didn't know you had that interest until we found you." Observed
Orsinian. "You seem to like it. I was wrestling for ten years and never
found anyone who seem to object too much to shoving their meat in my hole,
and remarkable few who had much trouble taking it in their shit chute."
"I guess you are right, I had no idea. I never thought about fucking or
sucking men. Life was so miserable, that I didn't think much about anything
other than getting through the day." Arcturus said. "There was so much
emphasis on fucking women at my father's house, it really didn't occur to
me."
"I think that we have someone to appeal to all tastes. Young, old, smooth,
hairy, average dicked and horse hung. If we encounter anyone who is
interested in men, we can get him." said Orsinian.
"Maybe I could attract some men." Arcturus said.
"Shit no!" Orsinian laughed. "You're the bounty for joining! We don't want
to waste that cock of yours on guys who might join. I can take care of the
potential men. If they have any interest in man sex they know about
wrestlers. I can cull out the unworthy."
The trip was uneventful, as they progressed further west the population
increased. Here and there one found a settlement or villa that was
functioning as in the old days. More often you found a villa hastily
fortified and surrounded by hovels built by refugees.
Two day later they reached the territories of Arcturus' in-laws. The small
party of men caused a stir wherever they went, but there was excitement at
the Villa Augusta, the family home. Arcturus' father in law, Britannicus
Learian was a wealthy and powerful man.. The villa was professionally
fortified and the refugee settlement was orderly and firmly under control.
The gate keeper recognized Arcturus and greeted him warmly, but asked them
to stay outside until the family could greet him properly.
The servants brought food and drink. Britannicus appeared with a man
Arcturus did not know. "Greeting Arcturus! You are alive!" Britanicus
called.
"Yes and you look well It is good to see you safe and in charge!" Arcturus
said and then introduced his companions. Britannicus was cordial and
introduced his companion as Gildas, a man from the north.
"We thought you were dead. We were told they found your body." Britannicus
said, obviously uneasy. "Gwenwyr, your wife was distraught, with your
three sons to care for. This world is not good for a woman alone." Clearly
Britannicus was trying to say something, but was unwilling to come to the
point. Everyone was uneasy.
Gildas spoke up. "I married your wife."
"She was a widow, we were sure you were dead!" Reiterated
Britanicus. "Gildas is a powerful man. He promised to adopt your children
as his own. To make them his heirs! And he has kept his word I gave my
permission. I'm sorry."
Arcturus realized that he had only been dead for six months, and that such
a quick remarriage was unseemly; there must have been other
considerations. Power wealth and security were the needs of the times and
Gildas must have provided this for Gwenwyr, and for Britannicus. But he
also realized that Britannicus did not say he was sorry often, and that he
could have had them killed if he wished.
"A father never needs to apologize for looking after the best interests of
his daughter and grand children. These are difficult times, we must find
safety where we can. You are a wise man, Britannicus." The tension eased as
Arcturus spoke these words. He stepped forward and grasped Gildas'
hand. "But I am afraid that Gwenwyr has two husbands."
"We will work something out!" Britannicus bellowed, "we must celebrate! He
who was lost is found! It is a great day!" Britannicus had liked Arcturus,
and his wife, Lady Domina, was Arcturus' mother's cousin. They all entered
the villa.
The lawyers were gone, the priest had fled, so the business of resolving
the legal problems took some doing. "What if I were to stay dead? My
father would never give me my inheritance. I am sure he has mourned
enough." Arcturus said with a bitter laugh.
"If you were dead your sons would be your heirs." Mused Britannicus. He
was always calculating potential benefit to his family. This seemed to be
the easiest solution for the problem. With that problem solved, Arcturus
explained the reason for the visit.
Britannicus was careful in his choice of words, He either accepted nor
rejected the request. This was all that Arcturus wanted at this
time. Britannicus rose and offered a toast. He spoke first of the loss of
his son in law Arcturus, who had died fighting the Saxons, and then of the
arrival of new comrades lead by..., here he stopped. He needed a name. He
thought and said, "lead by Arthur, a great warlord from the east.
The newly christened Arthur rose and gave a tribute to Britanincus, and his
son-in-law, Gildas, protectors widows and orphans. The night became
festive. The men eventually went to the baths to sober up, and let the
women clean up after the banquet.
The baths were large for a private villa, and were well maintained, the
water was warm and clean. As the men striped and entered the water
Britannicus and his men couldn't help but notice the visitors. Gildas
whispered to Britannicus, "I've never seen so many hung men in my
life. It's a freak show in a circus!"
"One hell of a circus." Britannicus replied, and he got in the water. He
sat next to Paulus on a bench in the warm water. He discovered who Paulus
was, and was interested in the boy's travels since his father had been
killed. Britannicus had only daughters, and he felt sympathy for the
fatherless boy. Britannicus was an older man, still big and muscular, with
gray hair. He looked like an older version of Othacar, a bit hairier, and
more grizzled.
Gildas sat next to Orsinian and soon discovered the wrestler's
past. Orsinian asked if he wrestled. "Not any more, I am an old married
man now, I don't play in games" Gildas said. He realized that this might
sound as if he were insulting Orsinian, and he quickly added, "My
companions over there still wrestle. I've watched many exciting matches."
He waved at two big blond guys on the other side of the pool. "Lucas, Leo,
come over here!" The two men lumbered over.
After a brief conversation the two men recognized the name of Orsinian the
Armenian Bear, and the conversation became animated. A young muscular man
was talking with Joshua and a heavy set older man was all but drooling over
Badger. A boy a year or so older than Paulus spoke with Arthur.
Arthur could feel the sexual excitement build in the room. He guessed that
nothing would happen tonight, but if any of the men cold find a place to be
alone, they would soon have company. He had never seen Britannicus
interested in a man before. Paulus looked younger than his age, perhaps
that was the attraction.
The young man taking to Arthur was Decius, a refugee from the east. He and
Festus, his father's master of the horse, the man speaking with Badger, had
been sent west with valuables to their country home in Wales. When they
reached it, it had been occupied by other refugees, who had no intention of
letting the original owners return without a fight. Decius and Festus were
returning home and were at Britannicus' villa when they learned that the
eastern part of the country was lost to the Saxons, and so there they
stayed.
Decius was well built and more mature than Paulus, there was no trace of
boyish ganglyness about him. Without a family, he was living on the
goodwill and hospitality of Britannicus, He clearly wanted to do battle
with the Saxon's and either find his family or avenge them. Arthur knew
that he would have no trouble recruiting Decius and Festus and getting them
away from Britannicus. Hospitality demanded that he treat them well, but
Britannicus preferred to have only members of his clan in his villa.
Arthur looked at Badger and Festus talking, and noted the look of
admiration, or lust in Festus' eyes. Arthur had always thought that
horsemen liked men who were hung like horses, and horse hung described
Badger. Both Arthur and Paulus were as well hung, but Festus couldn't
dream of sex with men of their rank. Festus and Badger were of the same
class. Decius could look at Arthur as a man of similar station, and Arthur
noticed that every time he looked away, Decius looked at Arthur's
impressive equipment.
The party broke up and the visitors were given a room to sleep in one of
the out buildings of the villa. The men discussed the situation. "I bet
that Lucas and Leo will join our party."Orsinian said. "They are young and
strong, Leo is married to a bitch, and I doubt either men care much for
women. They will only be servants and farm hands here."
"Do you think they will like our group?" Arthur asked.
"I think so, they are wrestlers, and they were checking me out to decide it
they wanted to win or loose!" Orsinian joked.
"And their decision?" Joshua asked.
"I think they could loose to me easily, If Arthur was in the ring, however,
I think they would fight like hell to make sure they wouldn't be impaled on
that fuck tool!"Orsinian answered. Everyone laughed. "And you Joshua?"
"The guy I talked to was Quinton, the youngest son of Gildas' uncle. No
prospects, everything goes to his brother. He wants loot and honor. And
maybe cock." Joshua replied.
"The classic dissatisfied younger son." Arthur said. "They are only trouble
inside the home, but very useful out. He looks like a strong man."
"Gymnasium strong." Joshua said. "He works at it because he has nothing
else to do, I knew scores of men like that at the baths. He may shave
himself to look more statue-like. When I told him my name is Joshua, he
said I looked more like Hercules."
"Would he be of any use in a battle?" Badger asked.
"Gymnasium strong can convert to battlefield strong. He is ambitious and
wants to distinguish himself. He'll be fine." Joshua said.
"Well Festus is a useful man." Badger said. "Knows horses from top to
bottom, spent years in the calvary and knows all about calvary
tactics. He's old, but strong as an ox. Good hunter too." Arthur then told
of his conversation with Decius.
"Do you want to hear about Britannicus?" Asked Paulus. "I think he may be
interested."
"You're kidding!" Arthur said.
"Not at all. Lady Domina is well named indeed. She controls the house with
her three daughters. Britannicus feels as if he is no longer needed since
he has reproduced. Gildas is the nail in his coffin. He has been selected
to be the heir. With Gwenwyr and Domina, they will do what they
wish. Britannicus knows his time is over, he would love a chance to get
away and be free of the women." Paulus explained.
"Pussy whipped." Badger said.
"You must have gotten more out of Britannicus in your brief time in the
bath than I did in five years of marriage." Arthur complained.
"I think he likes me." Paulus said. "He was a bit drunk, and he likes me,
he told me too much. The bath is the only place he can get away from her. I
think he hand picked the guys in the bath, and I bet he has some others
lined up to join us. " With that the men went to sleep. It had been a busy
day.
The men went on a hunting expedition the next day and Arthur and Orsinian
found them selves alone. "Do you think Paulus is right?" asked Arthur.
"I don't know, but I do know that Britannicus was mighty taken with
Paulus. Paulus is a smart boy, he is young, but he has survived for to
years in Saxon territory. I can't believe that he misunderstood. He didn't
misunderstand that Britannicus was playing with his cock under the water."
Orsinian answered.
"Are you sure?"
"I was closer than you were. And there was some mutual enjoyment too."
Orsinian added. "Paulus was smart enough to look a bit shocked and a bit
more excited. He understood exactly what Britannicus wanted."
"Domina's and Britannicus' relationship has never been close, but I thought
it was normal marital irritations." Arthur mused. "Gildas is wealthy and
powerful, he is the perfect match for future security if you combine their
property and my son's, they will have what was a kingdom before the Romans
came." He paused. "I will be interested in seeing who shows up a dinner
tonight"
"I will be interested in seeing who ends up naked in the baths after
dinner." Orsinian added.
That night Gildas had returned to his home with Gwenwyr, but Lucas and Leo
remained behind, with two of their friends, big beefy farmers. Decius and
Festus remained. Festus was joined by two horse trainers, Orion and
Ursus. Quinton brought two friends with him, Patricius and Bardo.
Britannicus was joined by his half brother Lucian, and two cousins, Primus
and Alban.
Celtic traditions had replaced Roman dignity and dinner was informal and
all of the men mixed without respect to rank. The ladies left the tables
early, leaving the men to themselves.
Men left to themselves meant more wine and beer, and the collection of
strangers began to relax and feel comfortable. They adjourned to the
baths, and Britannicus stationed servants at the doors to insure privacy.
As soon as the men stripped, Arthur noticed that the cock size of the men
in the room was greater than it had been the day before. None of the men
the day before had small cocks, but today the new members of the group were
distinctly well endowed. The horse trainers were big, crude, hairy men with
big balls and low swinging cocks. They clearly weren't used to bathing, but
didn't mind being naked at all. Big cocks made up for a lot of crudeness.
Quinton's friends were as smooth and gymnasium muscular as he
was. Patricius was greyhound like, with a long cock; Bardo was a short
Hercules with compact balls and cock, looking much like a Greek figurine of
the god. Lucian was tall and hairy with thick, long meat, and spoke with a
lisp. Primus and Alban were country bumpkins, big, cheerful men, with hair
that had never been cut. Primus was red haired, Alban was black. Their
hair was braided, but their beards merged with the thick pelts of hair that
covered their bodies. They were probably thin and well built, but only the
ends of their cocks hung below the thick bush of their pubic hair and the
muscles could not be seen under the covering of hair.
Lucian came up to Arthur and spoke. "I see that all of my brother's glowing
descriptions of you are true. You are a handsome man whose spirit is as
attractive as his appearance." His speech was stilted and slowly delivered,
Arthur realized that this was an effort to overcome his speech impediment.
"I appreciate your kind words" Arthus replied. "You are obviously a man of
culture and civilization, I have enjoyed meeting you tonight. The times
must be difficult for a man of your education and breeding."
"I was a merchant on the coast, and lost everything I owned when the Saxons
invaded. My wife died in the flight from Dover, we had no children, which
is perhaps a blessing in these evil times. I am alone." Lucian said.
I am so sorry. But Britannicus is your brother?" Arthur asked.
"Half brother, but we were raised apart. He is a kind and generous man. He
had no need to help me in my hour of need." Lucian added. "I have helped
him where ever I could in the protection of this place. I admit that sword
and spear and bow and arrows were as foreign to my old life as they are a
part of me now. I am a much stronger man than I had thought two years ago
when I fled the coast."
Every word Lucian spoke was measured and carefully said. He clearly was
offering his services. Arthur suspected that years of being ridiculed for
his speech impediment had left him fearful of being embarrassed, and he was
trying to avoid the problem. He was an impressive big man, and the contrast
between his lisp and size was almost comic. "Britannicus has explained to
you our needs?" Arthur asked.
"Oh yeth!" He said. "I know and I want to join you."
"Have you ever fought?" Arthur asked.
"Never, but I have nothing to loose in death. I would rather die killing
Saxons than hiding in Wales!" Lucian said.
"I can agree with you there!" Arthur said. "Are your cousins as eager as
you to fight the Germans?"
Lucian laughed. "There are few barbarians more barbaric than those
boys. They make the blue men of the north look like Egyptian eunuchs." He
added. "Actually, I refused to believe they were related to me when I first
met them. Some aunt's daughter married someone in an out of the way part
of the island and there they are." he laughed , and whispered into Arthur's
ear. "There a are actually two intelligent and strong men under all that
hair. No education at all, but good boys."
"Do they a cock or balls hidden in all that hair?"Arthur asked. He wanted
to see how Lucian reacted.
Without batting an eye, or hesitating, Lucian replied. "Four good sized
balls and two more than good sized cocks." Arthur and Lucian looked each
other in the eye, and understood each other. "They are good men to have
with you in a camp. They're very friendly." He called the boys over.
They were all in the pool up to their necks in water. Lucian directed
Arthur's hands into Primus' and Alban's crotches and told him to dig in. He
whispered to the two hair balls that Arthur hadn't been sure they were
fully equipped. Both laughed heartily and seemed to enjoy being groped.
"We're real men!" Alban said under his breath.. "And you look like a real
man too." Alban gripped Arthur's balls, and Primus took hold of his cock.
Arthur had located both of the men's cocks by then and felt them as they
began to engorge. Lucian was behind them and Arthur was sure their cousin
was working a finger or two into the men's ass.
On the other side of the pool Britannicus sat with Paulus, Quinton , Bardo
and Patricius. Britannicus and Paulus. They sat on a underwater bench
that left only their shoulders above the warm water. In the dim flickering
light of the bath, the men could barely see each other. Britannicus had
one arm around Paulus and was holding him close. Joshua joined the group
and stood behind Bardo.
Between the two groups of men Badger and the horse men were
frolicking. They were making quite a bit of noise and they made it
difficult to hear in the room for more than a few feet. Badger quickly
found out that all of the men like close physical contact, but that they
could continue to play , even in a state of sexual arousal.
Orsinian sat with Lucas and Leo and their friends known only by their
nicknames Rooster and Goatman. They all liked to wrestle, and seem to have
been village champions as far as Orsinian could tell. They spoke the
dialect of the areas and were hard to understand.
Britannicus rose and called and end to the night. And the men reluctantly
got out of the water and dried off. When the men returned to their
quarters they agians discussed the nights events.
"The water may have been placid, but beneath the surface there was a lot of
activity." Arcturus said.
"I wonder if there is a spy hole somewhere, Britannicus seemed both very
interested and very cautious." Orsinian then said."If those men weren't
prospective recruits, I misunderstood the situation completely."
"He told me that he has something planned for tomorrow." Paulus said. "A
hunt of some sort.My guess is that he wants to get away from the women so
we can talk."
Unless I misunderstood something..." Badger said, " its more than talk he
is after."