Date: Tue, 19 Feb 2002 03:57:49 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Islechester 6

Islechester 6

By Bald Hairy Man


This is a fantasy, for men, not kids, not for anyone who got to this site
by accident, not expecting to find gay stories.  No effort at realistic or
safe sexual practices has been made. If you have any comments, please send
them to me at bldhrymn@aol.com, bldhrymn@yahoo.com or at
bldhrymn@excite.com.


Paulus was about to be introduced to the joys of anal sex by Rollomer when
we heard a cry. A ship was on the horizon. All thoughts of play vanished as
we prepared for the possibilities. It could be the ship of an enemy tribe,
or a merchantman. There was always the hope that the ship was in distress
or was piloted by an inept sailor and there would be an opportunity for
salvage.

As the ship got closer it was none of these possibilities. It was
Hulcemer's ship, returning from Germany. We rushed to the docking area to
greet the men. Balmer returned with Aldober and Groundhog, his sad and ugly
friend. Flavius remained in Germany with Dickmer. Paulus was depressed his
Grandson had not returned, but he seemed to be attracted to Balmer. He and
his grandson apparently shared the same tastes in men.

The last men to emerge from the ship were a trio of oddly dressed men. They
were dressed as animals, with only their faces peaking out from the fur
pelts and headdresses. The biggest man was dressed as a Bear, seemed to be
almost as massive as the animal itself. To one side was a Wolf and flanking
him on the other side was a Deer. Hulcemer ran up to the trio and greeted
them warmly. All the other men hung back.

I realized that these were priests or seers. I also suspected I was in
danger. I knew enough of Christian Priests to know that they often didn't
like change or innovation. If these men were priests of the cock god, they
may well have not approved of my innovations. I was very careful greeting
the men.

Hulcemer announced a great feast for the night to welcome the high guests.

The entire villa was filled with activity as we got ready for
banquet. Normally it would take days to get such an event ready, but the
harvest had been good as was the hunting and fishing. The activity took my
mind off the Priests. Aldober and Groundhog stayed close to me. The sex had
been so good the last time we were together, I knew exactly what they were
hoping for.

In the late afternoon, Hulcemer and Odinmer called me to the baths.  They
told me the purpose of the Priests 'visit. They had learned of the new
rites I had introduced and wanted to experience them first hand.

"Were they shocked or opposed to the rites?" I asked.

"Puzzled more than shocked." Hulcemer said. "They are the high Priests who
insure the fertility of the land and animals.  They are selected from young
boys who have never shown any interest in women.  Their love is for cocks
alone." he explained. I felt a little better with this information. At
least the priests and I shared one characteristic.

"Dickmer and Balmer are their favorite bed mates. They explained what you
had taught them, but they couldn't understand.  They want you to show the
priests." Odinmer said.

"I was afraid they were here to stamp out a rival." I said. Hulcemer and
Odinmer bellowed in laughter.

"Many of us love cocks and cock play," the Chieftain said, "but these men
live for cock. Keep your ass well oiled and they will be happy."

"Have they fucked you?" I asked.

"No.  They have their own playmates. The Priests live apart from the
warriors most of the time.  This visit is very rare." Hulcemer
explained. "They commune with the gods only when they are in ecstasy. Their
bed mates can keep them hard for hours. We warriors are too fast." I had
serious doubts as to how much communing you can do on the edge of an
orgasm, but I kept my thoughts to myself.

"They live for man play." Odinmer explained.  "The ceremonies are wild and
exciting, very different from the quiet events we have here."  I was
thinking I had sucked or been fucked by thirty or forty men in the first
ceremony I had participated in. What the events with the Priests were like,
I couldn't guess.

Hulcemer looked me in the eye. He was excited by the prospects of a wild
sexual romp. So was I.  The three men entered the room and were greeted
warmly. They removed their fur garments.

Each man physically resembled the animal he represented. Wolf was wolf
like. He was lean and thin and would have been scrawny if he wasn't so
muscular. He had black hair with much gray streaked through it. He looked
fearsome.  Bear was huge and furry, more massive than even Hulcemer or
Odinmer. He had a thick pelt of brown hair and was almost as furry as the
real bear pelt he removed.  Deer Man was sleek and thin, with reddish brown
hair. He was elegant like a Greek statue.

While they had good sized cocks, their balls were spectacular. I had always
though of the penis as the symbol of male fertility, but when I saw the
Priests' balls in low hanging, fur covered sacks, I understood the role of
the balls.  Wolf Man had a pair of ripe plums, Deer, peaches and Bear,
apples.

Bear was a surprise. I had noticed big heavy men often had compact
genitals, held close to the body. I expected Wolf Man to have low hanging
balls, but Bear was a wonder.  They were so big, they were almost a
deformity. If balls were the seat of lust, he was the ultimate. All the
seed and fluid housed there eventually would fill his cock and then be shot
into his lover.

They bathed in the waterfall. They were dirty from the long voyage and the
warmth of the water was a pleasant shock to them. The bath itself was a
marvel. They apparently lived in a log hut, deep in the woods and were
isolated from the rest of the tribe. They new little of Rome and even in
its deteriorated state, the Villa was well beyond their barbarian
imaginings.

Bear was enjoying the falling water when I began to suck him. He jumped a
bit when my tongue first touched his cock, but a few seconds later his cock
had doubled in size. Hulcemer and Odinmer began to suck the two other
priests and all three of the newcomers discovered the joys of oral sex
together.

They took to it like ducks to water. I soon realized they had no
hesitations about sexual activity.  They were priests of a cock god,
nothing that made use of a cock was unacceptable.  I later discovered that
daily sex was a requirement for them and their orgasms were thought to
encourage the fertility of the earth.

In the course of the next few hours I discovered sex was plentiful and
regular for the priests, but not imaginative. They imitated the animals
they represented, so intercourse was doggy style, or, more correctly, bear,
wolf or deer style. They were always the top and their partners were always
passive.

This seemed odd to me, but their situation was odd. They were chosen very
young and once they were Priests, anytime they wanted to screw, some guy
would get on his knees and open his ass wide. I also discovered Wolf was
deaf and mute and Deer's eyesight was dim. He could see, but not well. Bear
just wasn't very smart, not smart at all.  The tribe regarded these
afflictions as a sign of divine selection. The men were set apart for
special use.  When they began to mature and their balls began to grow, this
just confirmed the high rank of the men.

Balmer explained this to me later. All were from noble families, so their
problems were deeply distressing for their clans.  Everyone rejoiced when
it became clear they were suited to be priests.  Because they only screwed
other men, there was no problem that their seed would pass on to another
generation. I saw the logic behind the tradition.

Bear Man wanted to learn how to suck, so he sucked me.  He was vigorous,
rather than delicate.  He got my cock in his mouth while I sucked him. This
is usually my favorite position, but I was almost smothered by his balls.
It took a while, but finally I got his cock in my mouth. When I first
licked his cock, I thought he was a bit small.  When he began sucking me,
his meat expanded to it's full size. He had a man choker. It wasn't too
long, but was thick and oozed. When he shoved it in my throat, his meat
sealed it up.

I was afraid he would asphyxiate me. Fortunately, when he realized what was
happening, he pulled out. He continued sucking and seemed to like my cock
dribble. He got Wolf to come over and lick my bloated head a few times to
sample the juice. Deer followed. My oozing cock was the center of
attention.

The men had never tasted a cock before.  All their sex had been in the ass,
so the cock wasn't a taste treat. They loved the slippery goo oozing from
my cock head. I was feeling good by now.  My fears of the Priests were
allayed.  Sexual pleasure was the Priests objective in life and I opened a
new door for them.  I felt like Prometheus bringing fire to the world. The
Priests may have been uneasy, but the enjoyment of the new sex acts
banished any fears or worries they might have had about me.


My cock dribble remained the focus of the three men's attention. Wolf
replaced Deer. He was a careful and considerate sucker. His cock was longer
than Bear's, but much thinner. I reached down and smeared some of his cock
juice on my finger, then fed it to him. He loved it.  Bear said something
to Odinmer. His speech was difficult for me to understand.

"He wants to know how you keep it flowing." Odinmer explained. "They want
more."

"I'm not sure I want them to know a nice fat cock in my ass will double the
flow." I said. Odinmer looked at me and laughed.

"Since when has a cock up your ass been a problem?" Odinmer said with a
smile. He explained this to the Priests.  Fucking they knew.  Odinmer got
some oil out and coated Wolf's cock as the man reclined on the marble floor
beside the pool. I straddled him and then sat on it. Wolf experienced the
second marvel of the day. It slid in like a sword into its sheath,
effortlessly gliding deep into my hole. Actually, it was the second and
third marvel. The oil made the entrance effortless, and he had never been a
passive fucker.  Sitting on top, I had to do all the work.

I usually like this position, but skewered on Wolf's cock I loved it. I had
no great expectations from Wolf's meat. It was a bit bigger that average, I
guessed, but not exceptional. Since I had a lot of experience with
barbarian cocks at the villa, I had discovered I had a definite preference
for really big ones. Wolf's, however, was wonderful. I hit every good spot
and I went crazy. I was wiggling and grinding to get as much pleasure out
of the love pole as I could.

Eventually I wound up facing away from Wolf, with my legs spread wide and
my hard cock dripping like an obscene fountain. This was the perfect
location for Bear to lick the ooze and that he did. Wolf's cock was like a
oil press, squeezing out a new load of cock juice every time I twitched.

I was oozing ambrosia, the food of the gods, as far as Bear was
concerned. Deer got close and licked my cock whenever Bear took a breather.
I began to climax and not a drop escaped the eager mouths of the priests.
I then rotated to face Wolf.  He was a fierce looking man, but my ass had
tamed him. I kept on grinding my ass and then ran my fingers through his
pelt to his tits. He jerked. I pinched them lightly and he jerked again.
Odinmer came over and lifted me up off Wolf's cock.

"He will come many times before the night is over. He will get to enjoy you
again." Odinmer said.  "He has an inexhaustibly supply of seed and he never
gets tired."  I was tired. I looked around the pool. Hulcemer was sitting
on Bear's cock.  Hulcemer was imitating my dance on Wolf's meat and was
enjoying himself.  Bear had a strange look on his face.  It was a
combination of intense pleasure and awe.  I was sure the barbarians thought
he was communing with the cock god. I would bet he was astounded that sex
could be so good and last so long.

Hulcemer loved cock too.  He wasn't trying to rush to an orgasm. He was
savoring the sensations, moving so the bear meat could penetrate deeper in
his rectum and exploring every possible way to enjoy himself. Bear looked
overwhelmed with the sensations.

Hulcemer had also discovered the objective of man sex. Sex with women was
complicated. It was necessary to have children to protect the tribe and
carry on your name and it was a way to form permanent alliances with other
tribes and clans. The danger of pregnancy made sex with the wrong woman a
problem. Bastard children were a threat to the legitimate heir. Women of
wealth and power could be fragile and died so easily.  Children were a
blessing, childbirth a curse.

With man sex there was only pleasure. Hulcemer realized if it was only
pleasurable for him, he might make an enemy. If it was pleasurable for him
and his partner, he had made a comrade, lover and friend. He knew in
battle, confronted by enemies and with danger all around, the men who loved
him would come to his aid.

Since he had come to the Villa he had changed from being a good leader to
being a loved leader.  He loved cocks and men. There were many long nights
on a ship, or in a raiding party. Winter nights in a lodge could seem
endless.  For Hulcemer and his men, these were times of bonding and
loving. Hulcemer was much loved.

He added Bear to his list of lovers that afternoon. We went to the big
courtyard and found all the men finishing up the preparations for the
feast. Fall would soon be here, but it was still warm in the late summer
sun.  I returned to my room for some rest and found Groundhog waiting for
me. I lay down and he joined me, sucking my cock like a baby at his
mother's breast. I fell asleep.