Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2017 16:53:34 -0600
From: Jd Cox <jdkalrouthstory@gmail.com>
Subject: An Alliance for tomorrow Ch. 6 (Scienci fiction/ Fantasy)

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Kai is many things. He is a warrior, a master of martial arts. He is a
swordsman. He is a son, a brother, a grandchild. He is a singer, a
songwriter, a poet. He is a player of instruments, and a scorer of
music. He is a student. He is a teacher. He is the son of the most powerful
man in his region, and yet he is heir to nothing.

Kai is sweaty. Dirt and grime cling to his body and the funk of a hard day
fighting permeates his clothes. 'I need a shower,' he thinks. 'and a good
hard fuck.'  After a day in the sparring rings, working his way to
intragrasslands championship he randy and filthy. Weighing his options, he
decided to wash up before getting laid. In the shower, he cleans his jet
black hair.  It's always straight, no matter what he does to it, and he
does plenty to it. Cutting it oddly, colouring it bright outlandish hues
and sometimes growing it out past his shoulder blades. Right now,though,
it's jet black and medium length. Black like his eyes, so dark it's
difficult to see his iris. His lips are full and his skin is the same pale
yellow as all of his people. His eyes have a slight slant up and out, and
his frame is small and petite. It makes him fast though, agile. His body is
hairless, except for his head, pits, and a slight tuft above his cock. He
is circumcised and about 6.5 inches. His balls are naturally smooth and
very sensitive. Finishing up in the shower, he picks out a purple suit with
a white shirt he wears unbuttoned, exposing his muscled core. He leaves his
home on the prowl for whatever random piece of ass he'll drop a load into.
'Or maybe I'll bottom today,' he thinks and his hole quivers at the
thought. 'It had been two days since that itch was scratched.'

He walks though the streets of the city where he lives, the capital of the
democracy of the grasslands, Umbria.  He heads towards a familiar stomp of
his, a bathhouse with a reputation for being clean and full of young well
endowed men.

On the way he passes the town crier with the day's new being broadcast. He
stops when he recognises his own feats amongst the contenders in the first
day of competition. He hears the citizens gossip.

"It's no surprise the chancellor's own son has entered the Frey and is
dominating here on this first day of the IntraGrasslands Tournament."

"Prodigy. Natural talent. A surefire winner for the Interregional
Tournament"

"An expert in hand to hand combat, weapons, and strategy! Is there anything
this kid can't do?"

Kid. That's all they think of him as. Today he showed himself more a man
than chief of Umbria City Fire Department. But that seems to count for
nothing apparently.

Kai makes his way through the nooks and alleyways. Taking the shortest path
to his destination. Preoccupied, now, with his performance that day and the
Interregionals ahead. While it's true, he vanquished his foes today, they
had the same special skills as him - none. For of all the things Kai is, in
the end, he is nothing. He had no ability to manipulate the elements, or
reach out to animals. He cannot move matter, nor has he the gifts of
thought. He can't even bend vines to his will, as useless as a skill that
is. Kai always wished he'd been born in another place, somewhere he could
inherit power instead of campaign for it, somewhere where he'ld have a
skill other than the accomplishments of his physical and martial training.

But such is life. So he trains. He trains to better himself with the hope
of proving he can beat one of the outlanders. To show that his people's
contributions equate to more than mediation and strategic planning.

As the raven haired fighter turns the corner, he smiles. He's reached a
seedier part of town; a place where guys like it rough. He knows the
bathhouse is near. He feels himself chubbing up as he trots towards his
destination. He feels the cloth of his unbuttoned shirt rubbing against his
nipples, causing them to become more erect with each step. His balls hang
low, full of his pent up jizz, waiting to blast his babies up into some
twink's hole. Fully hard now, and rather obscene as he moves though the
final streets, he feels precum begin to drip down his shaft smearing into
the fabric of his boxer briefs.

Kai checks into the bathhouse and deposits his clothes in his
locker. Draped in only a towel, he begins to explore the familiar
establishment. He walks through the pool area and sees a couple of daddies
flirting in the water, through the perpetually empty gym, and then up the
stairs to the maze. This is Kai's favourite part. He loves the naughtiness
of it. The semi-darkness that makes anonymous fucking so much better. He
enters the maze and approaches the glory holes. The tall black painted wall
with a circle cut into the wood makes the perfect place to start a night of
pleasure. He drops his towel, inserts his dick through the hole, and
waits. It doesn't take long for him to feel the warmth of a mouth. He
closes his eyes as the sensation of the stranger's tongue starts working
its way under his hood overtakes him. He groans in frustration as he is
teased by pecking kisses and gentle blowing. Leaving the glory hole he
walks around the dimly light maze searching for a nice tight hole in which
to bury his cock.

As he turns a corner, he sees a boy about his age stroking his dick. He's
cute. Shorter than Kai, with his hair cut long and pulled back into a
ponytail. His skin, the same pale yellow, as is normal around these
parts. He's sporting about 5 inches hard with tight balls and no visible
body hair at all. Kai walks up to him and kneels before him, taking his
cock into his mouth and pleasuring the young man with his talented oral
skills. First he traces the rim then follows the length of the shaft down
to his balls. He flicks his tongue around the twin sacks and then journeys
back up and swallows it whole, to the base. It's a perfect mouthful, no
work. And his precum is copius and sweet. The boy takes hold of Kai's head
and starts to face fuck him, moaning aloud and drawing a crowd. Two men
start playing with the boy, teasing his nipples and making out with him as
he takes his pleasure from Kai's mouth. Another stranger starts playing
with Kai's ass, feeling the round softness of his globes, slapping his pert
rump and running his hand down his taint and lightly spanking his
balls. Kai purrs, enjoying the feeling of this anonymous hand caressing his
backside. Suddenly, he feels his cheeks part and a rough tongue slide
around his nether region. He moans around the dick in his mouth, overcome
by the stimulation. The guy behind him really knows what he's doing,
circling his pucker and then zeroing in on his star; using his tongue to
lave his hole, and then pierce his entrance time and again. The tongue fuck
was driving Kai crazy with lust. He wanted, no, needed a dick in
him. Now. Any dick. He needed to get fucked. Need that scratch itched deep
within him. By this time he's mewling and squirming his ass onto the face
behind him.

"You like that. Don't you boy? You like my tongue in your hole, teasing
that tight little ring? Getting it ready for my big cock, huh?"

Kai pulls off the dick before him and turned to face his new friend, "More
than you know, mister. I've needed this all day. Now stop talking and start
fucking."

The dick in front of him was shoved back in his mouth as the boy resumed
face fucking Kai. He was getting close; Kai could tell from his now
haphazard strokes and the urgency with which he rammed his cock into his
mouth. Kai felt the guy behind him get into position. He hoped the guy
about to fuck him was bigger than the one he was blowing. He also hoped he
was going to use more than the wad of spit he just lobbed onto his hole for
lube. As Kai felt his hole stretch under the strain of penetration, he
realised that only one of his two wishes had come true: the man had a huge
dick and only planned on using his saliva as lube. Kai willed his hole to
relax as he was opened up. The monstrous cock head relentless as it pushed
against the unyielding gate. Just when the strain seemed too much and Kai
was going to ask for lube, the guy in front of him grabbed his hair hard
and shoved his dick into the back of Kai's throat unleashing the torrent of
his cream and catching the boy attached to his dick complete unaware.
Taking advantage of the situation, the man behind Kai rammed his shlong
home in one powerful thrust. Assaulted from both ends, Kai's nerve endings
were in overdrive. His mouth flooded with a load slightly saltier than the
sweet precum preceding it, Kai swallowed and returned his focus to the cock
rearranging his insides. The pressure was intense, almost overwhelming. Kai
drew attention to his breathing and heart rate. He focused on each beat and
relaxed. He focused on the rhythmic motion of the pounding his ass was
taking. Focused on the sensation of this stranger's cock head hitting his
spot over and over again. And the pain faded. The hot light clicked off and
a cool light switched on.

Kai moaned. He fucked his ass back onto the man behind him. He ground his
hips and sat up, taking a more active roll. No longer being fucked, but
using this man for his pleasure. Kai grabbed the guy he sucking and turned
him around. He lined up his hole with his dick, used his own spit for lube
and forced himself into the unsuspecting boy before him. Kai grabbed his
hips and used them as leverage to fuck himself between the two men. The man
behind him, treated to the pistoning action of Kai's hips and the clenching
motion of his love glove. It was too much for the man and he groans aloud
as begins to seed young Kai, "ungh. Boy, don't stop. Don't stop that
squee. That squeezing actiaaaaahn. Yeah. I'm gonna breed you, boy. I'm
gonna breed that sweet ass of yours.  Ungh. Uuuuuuuuuungh!"

Spent and sweaty, he slumped over Kai, panting, leaving his rapidly
deflating dick inside the boy, feeling Kai get the last of his pleasure
from his ramrod. Feeling the stud behind him unload into him, Kai picks up
his pace, giving the twink before him a reaming he won't soon forget. "I'm
getting close, boy. You want this load? You wanna taste my load? Get over
here. Kneel before me and eat my seed." Pulling out, Kai flips the guy
around and forces him to his knees. He pounds his meat furiously and when
he reaches the brink, grabs the boy by his long hair and aims his cock. He
starts spewing his milk all over the boys face, hitting his eyes, up his
nose, into his mouth, across his cheeks, and all the while screaming, "Take
it. Take my load bitch. Yeah. Take my fucking load.  Ffffuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

Breathing hard, Kai slapped the young man across the face with his dick,
taking in the smell of mansex and the audience he has drawn. "Good boy. Now
clean this dick off.  Open up and suck my cock boy. Get me ready for my
next fuck."

Kai is many things. He is an exhibitionist. He is voyeur. He is a tease. He
is an aggressive top and a power bottom. He is a sadist, a masochist,
dominate, and submissive. He is a self absorbed hedonist.  He is a sweet
passionate lover. He is sweaty. Cum clings to his body and the funk of a
hard day fucking permeates him.

Kai is many things; but, above of all, he is a whore.

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Hope you enjoyed chapter 6 of An Alliance for Tomorrow, this is the last of
the main characters As always if you have questions or would just like to
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