Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2000 20:19:57 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Part 3 "The Golden Egg"

(rimming felching w/s scat)

             THE GOLDEN EGG--Part 3

  With more population in the East, Kedril's mass groupings
got him back to the castle in no less time than Jason. He was
furious, but held his temper when they went before the King to
announce their failure. Somehow, one of them had missed the
special boy.
  The king was disappointed, but philosophical. "Perhaps it
was nonsense from the start, my sons. Three hundred years ago.
It must have been a fantasy without fact. Ah, well, an enticing
thought and well worth your splendid efforts."
  "Father, the throne?" Kedril asked.
  "Well, unless you two can settle your differences, I will
have to devise another way to determine my successor. That will
take thought."
  Later, after the evening meal.
  "You asked to see me, brother?" Jason cautiously entered
Kedril's bedchamber.
  "Yes, dear brother. Let us try to become friends again.
Come, join me in a glass of wine. If not a celebration of
victory, at least we deserve to get drunk and laugh about our
failures."
  "Strange for you to feel so lighthearted about it all,
Kedril. It must be a severe disappointment that you won't be
able to drive me from the kingdom...or have me killed."
  "Nay, I wish not that...nor would I do such a thing had I
won." He spoke the truth in some respects. As vain as Kedril
was, he had never been able to resist lusting for his handsome
twin! But Jason would have none of it. Perhaps if Kedril had
not become such an evil manipulator before they'd come of
sexual age, he would have found it exciting to make love with
his own image. That was impossible, however. He saw only
darkness in Kedril's eyes now, and had lost any sexual interest
from the time Kedril began growing hair upon his face. Any hint
of his own reflection was gone.
  Jason sighed and sat on the edge of Kedril's bed. "Oh, I
admit my own disappointment. Not so much for the throne as for
the wealth it would bring our kingdom. Very well, I'll share
your wine. Perhaps more than a single glass. Getting drunk
sounds rather appropriate at the moment. There must be things
we can laugh about. When we were younger and much happier at
being brothers. Or even extol about our separate adventures on
this trip. I met some fine boys...especially one."
  "Well, tell me about him first and let us toast our own
efforts!" They clanked glasses and drank quickly. Kedril poured
them refills, anxiously waiting to hear Jason's story.
  "Well, this one was so handsome and lustful. I named him
Roderick Shafton because..." Kedril had risen and was removing
his bed clothes. "Uh, why are y-you disrobing...now...
b-brother?" Jason blinked.
  "How better to smell the stink from my arse, brother? You
wish to do that, don't you?" He smiled evily, beginning to
stroke his prick. "And you'll surely want to suck on this
beauty, no?"
  "K-Kedril, you know I won't...won't...what is happening?"
  "Oh, did I fail to mention it? I slipped a double dose of
the potion into your wine!" he laughed.
  "Y-you bastard!" Jason cried, trying to get up. He was
alert, but quite unsteady. A reaction he hadn't witnessed among
the boys. But then, he'd never given anyone a double dose. He
reached down, unable to resist rubbing his prick. It began to
throb immediately. "Did...did you also...?"
  "Just a very small amount. I want you on your knees! I
intend to have you every way possible...as I've always wanted.
Strip off those clothes...NOW!" He turned and opened a drawer,
lifting out his array of leather straps. "I'm going to beat
your ass, too. You're going to comply with my every wish!"
  "No...I...I won't submit!" Jason's determination and inner
spirit were strong, nonetheless he began to rip at his cloth-
ing. His evil brother would not touch him, but he must get
himself naked! He did so in a rush and flurry. Moaning, he
played his hands upon his body in sensuous pleasure.
  Kedril, stiff in the prick, stood there watching Jason's
lascivious display upon himself. He saw him feel his balls,
stroke his rigid prick, and stick a finger into his own anus to
pull out and sniff! When he plunged the wet digit in again and
pulled it out to suck on, Kedril walked over and held his prick
out.
  "Suck me, brother," he calmly suggested. Looking up with
glazed eyes, Jason stared at the remarkable resemblance it had
to the fine one in his hand. He was beyond complaint. He opened
his mouth and took it all in in one stroke. He felt it nudging
the back of his throat and rested his muscles to allow it to
penetrate down within. He breathed in the rank smell of
Kedril's pubes and felt the hairs tickling his nose. He even
managed to stick out his tongue and lick the top of his ball-
sack while the prick was totally imbedded! Finally pulling off,
he gasped for breath, then went back down on it--furiously
sucking and then licking the shaft.
  Kedril stood proudly with his legs wide apart, watching his
brother hungrily devour his prick with astonishing eagerness.
It almost made him wish he hadn't become so jealous of him
before they'd come of age. He would have wished his brother as
a lover! But that was impossible now. Submission and defeat
were all that interested him now. Still...he was also feeling
the potion and, though less, it mixed in with his own natural
fervor. He threw Jason further upon the bed and covered him,
grinding their nakedness together.
  For many, many long moments they layed together rubbing and
kissing with an untold passion! The lovers that should have
been, were, in truth, for those delicious moments. The young
boys who loved each other so much, were venting those hidden
desires as men! This was as Kedril saw it...and as Jason acted.
How much control did he have over the potion? Was he reveling
in his brother's arms because he secretly desired to? Or was it
merely the potion at work?
  They kissed and licked each other's necks, shoulders and
chests. Kedril was first to break. He wanted his brother's
prick in his mouth, and went down to get it. Never had he
sucked a prick with such abandon! He needed no potion to do
this...he'd lusted for it for years. But he knew he must not
allow Jason to spend too quickly. He had other plans. So he
straddled his brother and bent to lick his balls and asshole.
There, he also dug in with a passion he'd only felt once...when
he'd first taken some potion and eaten those two boys' young
turds! He had no intentions of doing it again, but he thor-
oughly enjoyed the taste and light smell of Jason's bottom.
  Jason, meanwhile, after sucking the prick some more, was
unable to resist the stench and sight of his brother's anus
above. He pulled it down to him and felt gratitude that Kedril
had left it in such a foul condition for him. On purpose no
doubt, but Jason was delighted! He thoroughly kissed and licked
the bottom cheeks, circled the hole with his tongue and licked
the valley so as not to totally wash the smell away too
quickly. Then unable to resist it, he attached his lips to his
brother's dirty anus and sucked thereupon! Soon, he was driving
his tongue within, luxuriating in the strong, bitter taste.
  Engrossed in the mutual ass-sucking, Kedril felt his orgasm
come upon him. Quickly, he got up. Not yet...not yet, dear
brother. "ON YOUR KNEES!" he ordered. "I'M GOING TO BEAT YOUR
ARSE!"
  "YES!" Jason cried, astonishing himself by the sound of his
own voice...and his excitement at the thought. He got up and
put his splendid ass in the air. He pushed it back and put his
head down, awaiting the vicious strokes he'd seen his brother
administer in the past. He wanted to feel that power and hate
...he wanted Kedril to beat his bottom raw and bleeding! He
wished only to submit to the man's torture, and the first
sudden blow only reinforced his resolve.
  WHACK! Kedril snapped the leather across Jason's upraised
buttocks. Seeing him flinch, he quickly did it again...across
the other side. WHACK! The sound reverberated in the room. Over
and over he raised his hand and brought it down upon those
hairless, luscious butt cheeks. Jason squirmed in pleasure,
thrusting back even more to receive the blows. His cock hung
down, swinging untouched and thoroughly hard throughout the
operation. He moaned loudly on each stroke. Juice was dripping
down from his cockhead!
  Seeing he was raising large welts, Kedril gasped and tossed
the strap away. The sight both fired his passion and nearly
made him cry. He knelt back there and tenderly kissed all over
the red flesh. He tasted the streaks of blood and licked them
away--almost as if in apology for what he'd done. He sucked at
Jason's asshole.
  "FUCK ME, BROTHER!" Jason cried out, flipping onto his back
on the bed. "RAM YOUR PRICK INSIDE ME AND BATTER MY HOLE! I'm
wet enough...just stick it in! Oh, stick it in!"
  Without wetting his dried prick, Kedril climbed upon the bed
and climbed onto Jason. In an extremely vicious drive--forget-
ting all about the remorse he'd felt only moments earlier--he
impaled Jason's ass with every fraction of his prick! Jason
gasped as the breath was forced from his body. But it was all
pleasure. Not since Roderick had his bottom felt so satisfy-
ingly stuffed!
  Watching closely, Kedril pulled his cock back, seeing the
tightness cause Jason's anal lips to come out from his body.
Inches of his pink insides were stuck to Kedril's shaft,
embracing it. He dug in deeply, and watched it again. Each time
the hole became looser, yet that flesh continued to extract
like a long foreskin. After several of these strokes, Kedril
again felt his orgasm rising. He yanked his prick free and
moved up to present it to his brother's mouth.
  Obediently, Jason took it in and sucked it. Light streaks of
shit were upon the shaft, but he licked them eagerly as Kedril
thrust in and out of his mouth.
  Kedril kissed his brother's mouth and moved back down to
fuck again. He had to have that ass...NOW! The bed rocked and
swayed as Kedril drubbed mercilessly into Jason's ass. He
screamed his orgasm and flooded his twin's rectum with massive
amounts of torrid spend! Slipping out, finally, he twisted
Jason's body around until his head hung over the bed. Then he
put his prick back in his mouth to have it cleaned. Jason
sucked and licked the spend from it, beginning to frig himself.
Kedril slapped his hand away.
  "Not yet, brother. I need your excitement for one more
operation."
  Out of control, but aware, Jason knew exactly what that
meant. He felt no surprise at all at seeing his brother's
bottom squat down to his lips. He knew what would happen...what
was expected of him...and he was ready and more than willing.
  "Now, a tasty turd for my dear brother! You will eat it,
won't you, Jason? Of course you will!" He spread his legs wide
and began to push.
  Jason obliged. He opened his mouth. As the turd bolted into
his mouth he began to devour it! The stink, the flavor, the
absolute humiliation! Jason loved every tingling sensation. He
ate every speck of crap that shitted from his brother's hole
and cleaned the anus afterward. He would have continued to suck
vigorously and debase himself like this for hours had he been
allowed to, but Kedril rose and turned.
  "WHAT A VULGAR LITTLE PRINCE YOU ARE! SUCKING AND EATING
TURDS!" He grabbed Jason by the arm and violently threw him
from the room!
  Groaning, Jason got to his knees and pounded on the door,
clamoring for entrance. His prick was as stiff as it had ever
been. "KEDRIL, PLEASE, LET ME IN! I'LL SUCK YOUR PRICK
AGAIN...AND YOUR BALLS...AND YOUR ARSEHOLE! FUCK ME MORE...
MAKE ME EAT ANOTHER TURD! KEDRIL, PLEASE!!!" he pounded,
probably waking the castle.
  He cried in defeat, the potion seeming to be increasing in
power. He knew he had to have more...he had to dissipate his
passion before it would end. He heard laugher from the end of
the hall. Two guards stood there gaping at his antics, amused
at the way he was humiliating himself. They respected him, but
this was too amusing. They'd never seen him this way. It was
more nervous laughter than anything.
  With firely lust in his eyes, Jason licked his lips. He
found some shit on them and delighted in it. Naked, he slowly
began to crawl toward them. Fine pricks to suck! Asses to lick!
Maybe even turds to eat! He crawled several feet before he
stopped. Aware, knowing what was happening, he came to his
senses. This would not do! He got up and rushed to his room.
  "END IT! I MUST END IT!" he cried, kneeling before his bed.
He grabbed his throbbing prick and frigged it violently. He
reached under and stuck fingers into his bottom--three of
them--and wrenched his hole open to fuck himself upon them.
Ready to spend, he yanked them out and thrust them into his
mouth to suck on! Reveling in the taste, he resettled into a
crouch and decided to shit while he blasted his sperm. Closing
his eyes, he rested his head upon the edge of the bed and
furiously stroked his prick. He screamed out the intensity of
it, splattering all over as a very hard, thick turd was
expelled onto the floor--almost in pain! He heard a single
knock upon the door, but ignored it.
  Breathing heavily, realizing the double dose was not
subsiding as fast as he'd expected, he reached down and picked
up the turd. He simply could not control his passion, but at
least he didn't have to watch as he performed this filthy act.
He kept his eyes shut as he sprawled upon the floor and lifted
the turd to his mouth. It was sticky and wet...thoroughly
covered with his brother's spend...but he licked it all off--
loving the taste. Then he began to suck on his own turd!
  He sucked and sucked, slowing finding the potion dimin-
ishing. Finding something amiss...and realizing that whoever
had knocked had not repeated it...he opened his eyes, drawing
the turd from his mouth.
  He suddenly burst out in gales of laughter! Happy, delirious
laughter. He kissed the turd...licked it..and sucked it again!
That had been no knock upon his door. It was his turd hitting
the floor! Within his hand, wet and glistening, was a most
superb column of gold!
  HE was the one. HE shits the golden turds! How stupid.
Something that had never been considered. He and Kedril were
only weeks away from their nineteenth birthdays!
  Rushing naked to his father's chambers, Jason woke the man,
kneeling beside his bed, smiling and licking upon the object.
  "My son! How I hoped it would be you to find it. You shall
be King! I heard disturbances, but decided to let you boys work
it out. I did fear he might hurt you, but you've always been
one to hold your own."
  "Oh, Father, it's me! I am The Boy Who Shits Golden Eggs!
And to think, had Kedril not been so selfish, it would have
been him to first set eyes upon it!" he laughed. "He actually
would have found it."
  It was arranged. Before morning...fearing that Kedril may
bring forces against them...the King had him put under special
guard and brought before the court--naked as he was.
  "But this is most pleasing to me, Father!" he gushed. "True,
had I been more...honest with my feelings toward my brother...
I should not be in this position. I used him, I beat him, I
treated him unfairly. But mostly I lusted with him to my
absolute pleasure! I've never hated my brother...I've always
loved him. But I feared his power because of his favor with
you. I was jealous. If the potion was the only way I could have
him...then I gladly used it. And would again. I never cared
about the gold, I only cared about coming out on top...on top
of Jason! I never knew until this night just how much I do love
him." Kedril hung his head.
  Jason leaned down and lifted Kedril's face. He kissed his
brother on the lips and shrugged. "I've always loved you,
brother. I have. But you are despicable. You're a tyrant and
mean-spirited. That's truly a shame because we could have been
closer...much closer."
  Kedril remained at court, quite safely. His loyal guards
were all dismissed, however, and Jason looked forward to the
day he'd become King.
  In the weeks that followed, he shit out turds enough to fill
the coffers to overflowing. After the first one, the potion was
no longer needed for that. Still, he knew that its effects
would soon be of no use. But it didn't go to waste.
  The following day he sent for his love. Roderick became his
official consort and lover. Together, they explored the remain-
ing time with doses of the potion and fell into a wonderful
time of total debauchery with each other...with slaveboys,
guards, and even a couple of times with Kedril! They beat his
ass (much less sadistically than he had Jason), fucked him
repeatedly all night long, and watched him perform obscene acts
upon the slaveboys he'd mistreated. He delighted in it, became
ever eager to do so...even after the potion had no further use.
Though treated with respect, he became docile and known as the
whore of the castle. Not exactly a joke, but an available mouth
and ass for guards and slaves alike! Even the King fucked him,
waking one night to find Kedril sucking on his prick!
  They all lived happily ever after!


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