Date: Fri, 26 Nov 1999 10:14:05 -0500
From: Bald Hairy Man <bldhrymn@aol.com>
Subject: End of the World - Return to the Villa

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.