Date: Mon, 08 Nov 1999 21:40:00 -0500 From: Bald Hairy Man <bldhrymn@aol.com> Subject: End of the World- New Friends The End of the World -New Friends By, Bald Hairy Man e mail bldhrymen@aol.com If you have any comments or suggestions , please let me know. BHM The next morning Britannicus announced a hunt. The plan was for the men to break into groups, separate hunting parties and then return a day later. Britannicus took the two younger men, Decius and Paulus with him. Arthur, Lucian, Primus and Alban made up the second group. Orsinian lead the group of wrestlers, Joshua, the muscle men, Quinton, Patricus and Bardo, and Badger the horse men, Festus, Orion and Ursus. Arthur noticed that the men were well matched, most shared common interests. The men broke up and went in different directions. It was an exceptionally warm and sunny day for early winter. It was actually comfortable in the sun, and there was no need for the heavy cloaks and robes of the season. As they moved farther and farther way from the villa and Lady Domina, Britannicus became more British and less Roman. He was less formal and almost boylike in his enjoyment of the hunt. He knew the area well and found a secluded spot that overlooked a deer path through the woods. He stationed Decius on one side of the path, and took Paulus to the other. The men lay down for the long wait for a deer to pass by. Britannicus had groped Paulus in the bath. While Paulus had seemed shocked, his huge member began to swell immediately, and he took no measures to remove his hand. The boy had also seemed excited at joining the older man in the hunt. Britannicus stripped down to a loincloth and his hunting bow in the warmth of the day. Paulus did the same, and the two men lay down next to each other on Britannicus' bear cloak that had been spread on the ground. "How long does it usually take before you spot a deer?" Paulus asked. "If we are lucky only half a day." Whispered Britannicus. He put his arm around Paulus, who was thin and looked cold. "Hunting is the most boring sport in the world until it turns into the most exciting one." "Do you hunt often? Running the villa must be a full time operation." Paulus asked as he snuggled closer to the big man. "I try too, but it is difficult. The ladies run the house, but they don't like me out of the place. I think they are afraid I might enjoy myself." Britannicus said with a touch of bitterness. "They seem to think that I am too old." Paulus shivered a bit, and Britannicus raised up and let Paulus slip half under him. Paulus enjoyed the heat of the big man. Britannicus straddled Paulus leg, with his cock pressed against the ass cheek. He slowly humped Paulus leg. Paulus felt comfortable with the big man. While he looked nothing like his father, his power and authority brought back old memories. Paulus had felt stranded and Britannicus' local connections and family were major assets in the uncertain world. They needed men like him if they were to succeed in repelling the Saxons. Paulus felt the older man's cock get harder and harder, and realized he wanted Britannicus as much as Britannicus wanted him. Britannicus adjusted his position and let Paulus get up. Paulus stretched and sat down cross legged before Britannicus, who was on his stomach. Britannicus wiggled closer, took off the boy's loincloth and began sucking the huge cock. He only stopped when Paulus climaxed and filled his mouth with milky fluid. He had never sucked a man before, and never taken a load. "I'm sorry." Paulus said. "I didn't know I was that close." "I've never enjoyed anything so much in my life!" Britannicus said. "Did I do it right?" "If you are drinking cum, you did something right." Paulus said. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lucian was a good guide, and Arthur noted that for a city man he had learned the ways of the countryside well. The day was remarkably warm, and the men stripped to loincloths. Primus and Alban were one with the forest. They were scouting in advance and disappeared. Even half naked, the hairy men merged with the dark woods. "I am surprised that you get along so well with your cousins. They seem so crude." Arthur said to Lucian. "Our first meeting was difficult." Lucian said. "Britannicus sent me out with them to learn how to hunt. Alban went ahead, and Primus was making fun of my lisp. He thought that the lisp and my urban ways meant that I was effeminate. He got ruder and ruder and more vulgar, then he jumped me." Lucian continued. "Much to his surprise, I was a lot stronger that he thought, and instead of him raping me, I sank my cock into his ass." " He ran away, and came back with Alban. I wasn't sure I could beat the two of them, but I was too proud to run. I stood my ground. We stared at each other. Then Alban asked if I could do to him what I had just done to Primus." Lucian smiled. Arthur laughed. "You must have hit a good spot." "I must have!" Lucian said. "I had introduced Primus to a whole group of sensations and feelings he didn't know he had. Alban liked it too. They tried fucking each other later, but it was my cock that seemed to turn their asses into a magic tunnel." "Magic tunnel? That's a new word for it!" Arthur laughed again. "Magic tunnel is the phrase their tribe uses to describe the road to heaven." Lucian explained. "I sometimes suspect that they think I am a high priest fucking them into the next world! I could see their minds working when they felt your cock in the pool. They may be ready to anoint you the Pontfex Maximus! Incidentally, they have been very pleasant ever since I introduced them to the joys of anal sex. They need big cocks to make them happy. I am the biggest man at the Villa. Until your arrival, of course." "You noticed?" Arthur asked. "I thought we both noticed each other's . . . assets?" Lucian said. Arthus smiled and said, "I thought I was staring at your cock." "Frankly," Lucian said, "I was staring and trying not to drool. Trying not to embarrass myself." Arthur turned and felt Lucian's cock through the loincloth. Lucian dropped to his knees. He removed Arthur's loincloth, and began kissing the enlarging cock. He got his tongue inside the skin and was licking the cock head. As his cock began to swell, Arthur realized that Lucian was doing what Wolf enjoyed so much. Lucian's tongue was licking the underside of his cock, while sharing the inside of the skin with Arthur's monster cock head. "That's good!" Arthur said. "Do I need to save my cum for your cousins later tonight?" "I hate to say it, but that is probably a good idea." Lucian said. "Your cock is wonderful. All of you is wonderful!" Lucian stood. Arthur realized that the man was very excited, and that we could trust Lucian. It took great will power for him to pull his tongue out of Arthur's cock. "What are Britannicus intentions?" Arthur asked. "Actually, he planned this hunting trip for me to ask you what your intentions are should Britannicus join your party." Lucian said. "He doesn't expect to be the leader, but needs to be assured of being of an appropriate rank." "That shouldn't be a problem." Arthur said, "Tell me more about what is going on." "The situation at the villa is deteriorating for Britannicus. Lady Domina is getting stronger and stronger. The tribe was once matriarchal, and might be reverting to old traditions. Domina, and your former wife are not evil women. They won't poison him in the Roman manner, but slow suffocation is more their mode. He has less and less power as each day advances." As Lucian told his story, Arthur dropped to his knees and began sucking the older man's impressive member. Lucian continued. "Britannicus has been looking for a way out, with honor and dignity. Your visit provides the opportunity. He has assembled the men he trusts, or who do not fit in Lady Domina's scheme, and hopes to bring them to you." Lucian was at full erection now and was oozing pre cum at a good rate. "I'm afraid I may cum soon" "Is that a problem?" Arthur asked. "Not for me." Lucian said. "I helped Britannicus select likely men. I selected men who were reliable and not too dominated by women. I suspect that most are much more interested in men." He began twitching, and flooded Arthur's mouth with man juice. He had to swallow twice to keep from choking. Arthus kept sucking until the twitching subsided, then stood. Lucian kissed him, and was surprised to taste his own cum in Arthur's mouth. "When did you shoot last? That was more cum in one load than I have ever had." Arthur said. "Is there anything left in your balls?" "I'm sorry. I didn't want to choke you." Lucian said. "They fill up fast, no one had drunk the juice before, I usually shoot it in the ass." "You don't need to apologize. I need to introduce you to Fox back at the villa." Arthur said. "You can tell Britannicus that he will be my Master of the soldiers, the second in command." Primus and Alban appeared. "We have found a deer trail." Primuses said. The group followed him into the forest. Joshua realized that the men he was with weren't accustomed to the forest. Their hunting experience must have been limited to the grand and social hunts, where servants prepared the game in advance for easy capture. Joshua maintained a fast pace from just after dawn until mid day, when they stopped to rest. He wanted to see if the muscle men had any stamina, recalling the men in the gymnasium who could preform great feats of strength once, but only once. Bardo and Patricus seemed fine. Quinton seemed winded. All sat down to eat the bread they brought with them, except Bardo who continued to search the area. "I haven't seen a trace of anything we could hunt or eat." Quinton complained. "It may be nuts and roots for us tonight." "I'm afraid we may have been moving too fast." Joshua suggested. "The noise may have spooked the game." Bardo returned. "Boars!" he whispered. The men grabbed their javelins and bows. Joshua carried a military type spear. Bardo explained the situation and described the location of the animals. "If two of you can go to the west, there is a clear trail to the east. If you scare them, they should follow the trail and we can get them." Joshua and Quinton went to the west. Patricus and Bardo flanked the trail on the east. Joshua noted that Quinton was no longer tired, and was much better about moving silently through the forest. After a short while, they spotted the boars, a huge male and at least three sows. The waited until they felt that Bardo and Patricus had time to be in place. They then noisily advanced toward the animals. They heard a squeal in the distance and assumed that a javelin had met its mark. They raced to meet up with the other half of the party. They found Patricius standing over the body of a sow. It was a big animal, and Joshua realized that it was a great catch. "Bardo's chasing the rest of the boars." He said. They all raced after him. They arrived on a scene that recalled the many depictions of Hercules and the Boar. The boar had stopped and turned to charge the hunter. Bardo and the boar were facing each other. Bardo lowered his spear. The boar charged. Bardo dropped to his knee planting the spear in the ground. The boar essentially skewered himself on the spear, Bardo jumped away, since the force of the changing animal could have hurt him even when the animal was wounded. Quinton rushed forward and slit the thrashing animal's throat. They embraced in joy. It was a triumph. Many men went a lifetime without getting a boar and in a few moments these inexperienced men had two. "How are we going to get these monsters back to the villa?" Joshua asked. "Britannicus will send servants to fetch them." Patricius said. "We need to gut them and hang them up so that nothing else will eat them before the servats arrive." None of the men knew how to gut a boar, so they dragged the male boar to the area next to the sow, sat and rested. They heard noises and hid, but sone recognized Orsinian's booming voice. It turned out that Orsinian group was following the boars' trail. Lucas and Leo knew exactly what to do with the two dead animals and strung them up and gutted them with a minimum of mess. Goatman and Rooster clearly knew what parts of the boars were useful and went to a nearby stream to wash the inner organs and store them in the cold water. Bardo and Quinton helped the farmers clean the animals and they were covered in blood and gore. They went to the stream to clean up in the cold water. As the sun set the warmth of the day disappeared. Orsinian started a fire and cooked three pheasants they caught earlier in the day. Each man had bread and wine from the villa, and Joshua had brought extra brought wine and nuts. The men who bathed were freezing cold, Orsinian invited them to share his robe and furs, and they formed a tent with these and some branches. It was open to the heat of the fire on one side. They were naked with their clothes drying near the fire. Joshua did the same with the body builders and they formed a tight cluster around the fire. Everyone was in a good mood. Lucas caught some fish in the stream, and brought some apples. For most of the men, the simple dinner was a feast beyond imagining. Ordinary people rarely ate meat. They also were surprised by Orsinian and Joshua's treatment of them. To Lucas and Leo, these were men of rank, comrades of a powerful chieftain. They were accustomed to being treated as plebs, little more than dirt. Here there was respect and perhaps brotherly comradeship. The men talked well into the night discussing the hunt, and the Saxon peril. Inside the little tents, body heat maintained the warmth. They collected the clothes that had dried and used them as blankets. As the fire died down, Orsinian and Joshua used their clothes to seal the door. Five bodybuilders in one tent, five wrestlers in the other. Orsinian had just closed his eyes when he felt someone take his cock in his mouth. The man was an expert cock sucker, and Orsinian thanked him. "Oh shit, you aren't Goatman?" Rooster said. "Orsinian here, but don't stop." Orsinian replied. "With all this bathing, I can't even identify my friend any more." Rooster complained. A voice on the other side of Orsinian asked. "Who in hell am I sucking then?" It was Goatman. "Leo." Another voice answered. Everyone laughed. "Lucas, are you the only one here getting any sleep?" Orsinian asked. "Yes" he answered. It was pitch dark in the tent, so Orsinian didn't know who he sucked during the night. Rooster got his first load. He was quite sure that he fucked either Leo or Lucas, and guessed that Goatman was the man who fucked him. It was a good night. In the next tent Bardo cuddled next to Joshua. Quinton and Patricius were entwined at Joshua's back. Bardo was undulating his ass to stimulate Joshua's cock. Joshua slow worked his cock into the boar killer's ass. He felt the little Hercules stiffen up, then relax as Joshua's big cock head worked its way deeper into the chute. "Can you leave it in there all night?" Bardo asked. "I can try." Joshua answered. Joshua's cock wasn't that big, but it was long, and the head was huge. Bardo had incredibly tight ass muscles, so once Joshua was in, Bardo clamped down and trapped the cock in the chute. Joshua and Bardo had a good night. Periodically Joshua would pump a few times. Bardo would respond by tightening his hole and squeeze the cock, forcing it deeper into his ass. Each man made it through the night without an orgasm, but in a state of great sexual stimulation. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If the hunting trip was planned as a way for men to get to know each other, this trip was a spectacular success. All of the hunting parties regrouped in a clearing to the west of the villa. They piled three deers, two boars and many smaller animals and birds in a clearing. The men were friends now, confident in each other's abilities. Domina and her daughters would never know the reasons for the new comradeship. But Arthur's little army had doubled in size. There was another festive banquet to greet the returning hunters, and Arthur announced his departure. Britannicus would follow a month later with his troop. After the dinner, the period in the baths was quiet. After the fun in the woods of the night before, a little feeling each other out under the water seemed tame. They all went to bed early. The night before had been fun, but not restful. Arthur left early the next morning, loaded up with food for the trip and the best wishes of Britannicus and his friends. Orsinian road next to Arthur. "How many of them did you fuck?" He asked with a twinkle in his eye. "Only Primus and Alban, Lucian says they think of me as a demigod." Arthus said. "Otter could learn a few things from those men. To say they were enthusiastic about being fucked is an understatement." "I played stud, and they played mare for the whole night!" Badger said. "They are good men. We should try and send them out to the Saxon ships and have them exhaust the barbarians with their insatiable need to be screwed. The Saxons would not be strong enough to hold up a sword!" "A long night?" Arthur asked. "A good night." Badger said. "I bottomed for Festus just to get off my feet." "A kindness to the elderly?" Orsinian said. "At first. But Festus is good. I think he's had practice. I found myself enjoying it, and then more than enjoying it" Badger said. "I ended up sleeping with him." "How was Britannicus?" Arthur asked. "A good man, a lot like Fox in some ways." Paulus said. "It will be good to get home." Arthur said. He realized that he now thought of the villa by the sea as his home.