A young muscular conqueror gets a taste of it himself by an old man
Reading about how Charles Martel and what he did to the last King of the Merovingian dynasty and got this idea*>). Okay go to your history book guys.This is a work of fiction. All rights reserved. You must be over 18 to read. To S/Lars & Will. Each of whom are true masters of their realm and lastly to Brian who is off to discover his new one.
Taking Tabor By Cicero
Tabor strode into his bed chambers with his usual air of confidence. Accompanying him was the massive hounds that always escorted the rulers of his nation. The six foot four inch king was well built with the 225lb well-muscled body of one who engaged in physical activity all his life. Today had been busy. Tabor had recently conquered the Krill nation and he had been engaged in savoring the spoils of the victory. Tonight he, as ruler of his people, would host a banquet to celebrate his dominion over the small weaker Krill. He brushed away a lock of the long brown hair that fell in length to just below his shoulders. For Tabor his long locks symbolized his authority, superiority and, the true essence of his manliness.
Tabor unbuckled his belt and took off his armor. His sculpted torso strained against the short tunic he wore underneath. He stretched .As he did one of his dog nudged against him. Tabor pushed him away with a foot. “Go over to the corner” he growled with that authoritative tone he always had. The hound quickly obeyed & joined the pack in a corner. Tabor noticed a Krill man sitting in the corner of the room. The man was unusually small even for one of the Krill race. By Tabor’s estimate the man could not be taller than four feet at most. “What do you want pigmy,” Tabor snarled. Tabor’s hounds raised their heads and growled. “Quiet,” Tabor barked and the dogs lowered their heads and relaxed.
“To bring relief to the conqueror of my people sire,” the older man muttered meekly as he went before his conqueror and knelt..
“And how will you do that,” Tabor laughed. The Krill was ancient and pathetically scrawny. Tabor’s well-built taller body towered over him.
“My people are experienced in herbs sire that make special oil. When one has the oils rubbed onto their skin the lotion brings an easing of all tension and stiffness to the body. It even clears the mind of worry.” The older man replied submissively. “I would do this for my new lord to prove my worth in his court. If my lord will undress and lay face down his bed I will apply it”
Tabor gazed at the Krill. “You expect me to strip myself of all clothes, weapons and lay my unprotected back to you?” a smirk came across his handsome face.
“Does my lord fear this old body,” the Krill responded as he lowered his head in deference.
A lesser man would have paused but Tabor’s overwhelming ego refused to admit to caution. Tabor was young and powerfully built. What had he to fear from an old diminutive Krill? “I fear no man.” Tabor smugly stated as he quickly disrobed. The Krill lifted his face to the young king. It was clear the old man was taking in Tabor’s sculpted torso . Tabor smirked as he gazed into the old man’s eyes. “Go ahead and stare Krill. Stare at what the body of a real man looks like,” he boasted. “You Krill are puny men. In fact perhaps you’d make better women,” Tabor laughed, “yes better women. Tell me is it true you Krill men let other men mount you?” The handsome green eyed chieftain grabbed his uncut ten inch thick rod and waved it at the Krill. “Would you like me to mount you like a woman old man or,” Tabor continued as he cupped his round low hanging ball-sack, “perhaps you desire me to fill you with my juices?” The old man said nothing. Tabor chuckled in amusement. “No protest? Just as I thought. Mounted like a woman already Krill.” Tabor scratched his hard eight pac and then lay face down on his bed. The young conqueror’s sculpted body shown in the flickering lights of the torches. “Serve me old man.” Tabor said.
A smile flickered across the Krill’s face. His rose and went to the youthful ruler’s bed. His hands reached into a pouch and pulled out a bottle. "Yes sire, "he stated as he poured the oils onto the younger man’s broad shoulders.
Tabor felt a not unpleasant tingling as the oil was rubbed onto his back." He turned his head to look up at the old man. “You may continue but be sure not to get any oils in my hair old man.” He grumbled fixing the man with a cold stare from his green eyes. "It is not seemly for a pathetically weak Krill to touch the long hair that is the symbol of my fighter’s dominance over you.
“Yes sire,” the Krill muttered as he applied more oils to the young man’s body rubbing each rippling muscle of the young warrior.
Tabor felt as if every nerve was alive in his flesh and more importantly the touch of the old man was causing him to feel flushed. “What is in these oils?” Tabor asked as he felt his muscles go increasingly limp under the massage. By now the Krill’s hands were running down his spine toward his tapered waist. Tabor stretched slightly as he grew limper. “I..asked…you,” he mumbled as waves of pleasant heat coursed in him. “Oh never mind,” he responded by now overwhelmed by the touch of the man along the sides of his tapered waist.
The old man nodded as he worked his oils into the body of his enemy. Silently he poured more oils on Tabor and took long strokes down the ruler’s sculpted muscles toward the young warrior’s exposed buttocks.
“Ah yesss,” Tabor hissed as his breathing quickened. He felt woozy yet aroused all at the same time. Suddenly he felt the Krill’s palms grabbing his meaty cheeks and giving each fleshy globe a series of squeezes. No one had ever dared to touch Tabor there before. He began to rise up. “What…you…doing,” he mumbled as he lifted himself on his elbows. “No man touches my buttocks!” Surprisingly he experienced a rush of sexual arousal as his ass was fondled by the old Krill. His 10 inch rod stiffen slightly.
“Lay back down,” the old Krill said sharply as he reached up to Tabor’s broad shoulders and pushed the young chieftain back down. “Do you want me to stop?” He growled even as he kneaded Tabor’s beefy rump in a way that intensified the sexual heat coursing in the younger man’s loins.
“No……I…aaahhh…no…please,” Tabor sighed. He lost the will to object aware that by obeying the ancient Krill and submitting he would prolong the erotic pleasure he was feeling. “Please don’t stop.” He begged as his thick cock lurched under him.
The reply brought joy to the ancient man. The mighty Tabor was being reduced to begging. He greased Tabor’s rear with more oils as he intensified his massaging on the young man’s brawny butt.
Some of the oil oozed between Tabor’s cheeks. The young muscled ruler experienced a sensual itching as the oils hit his chute. His breathing quickened. The Krill noticed and smiled. The oiled cheeks of the young man, which shone in the flickering lights, grew slack and pliable. The well-built warrior was ready the Krill decided. He stroked tabor’s rear with more intensity.
“Oh ….yesssss,” Tabor sighed as the Krill’s calloused hands rubbed and stroked his ass. The friction of the ancient Krill’s hard palms on his soft rear flesh somehow enflamed Tabor more. He quickly realized his manhood was leaking. A wave of humiliation flushed throughout his being but the accompanying erotic excitement overcame any shame he experienced. Then , unexpectedly, the Krill slipped a greased palm between Tabor’s cheeks and began stroking down deeper between them until Tabor’s butt hole was hit.
“What…oh … awwww,” the haughty young hunk mumbled as he was overwhelmed by even more severe burst of sexual heat. The contact had shockingly triggered a complete erection in Tabor. He pressed downward on his waist to try not to show this arousal to the old man but the hardness of the bed only squeezed his manhood against his eight pac in a way that stimulated him even more. “Ooohh,” he whimpered softly as he tried to adjust himself. Unfortunately as he squirmed the only thing he succeeded in doing was to thrust his cock up against the ridges of his hard stomach. They in turn stroked his meat in an even more erotic manner. Tabor began to yield himself to the uncontrollable urges building in him. The Krill saw all this and increased his digital assault on the back entry of the strapping youth. “Ahhh…yesss,” Tabor whimpered as his chute was rubbed and massaged by the old man. As if driven by some new instinct the strapping hunk spread his well formed thighs apart to fully allow the Krill more access to his chute.
“Good boy,” The Krill smirked as Tabor’s rosy ring flowered into full view. The old man flicked his thumb across the ring causing his young victim to squirm in heat and delight.
“OOOOwwww…yessss,” Tabor moaned. “Ohhh…what…are…you..doing,…why …am I so aroused,” Tabor gasped as he fully spread his legs under the old Krill’s touch and pushed his meat harder onto the bed. He discovered that by gulping for air his stomach muscled rippled in such a way that he was literally jacking off his own rod. Of course little did he realize that doing this also insured that his powerful body would get light-headed and dis-orientated from too much air intake and that this would aid the Krill.
“I’m using special oils sire.” The Krill replied as he took in Tabor’s obscene display. He chuckled as he played with the young man’s hole till Tabor was mewing in surrender. The old man flicked his thumb along the tender back skin of Tabor’s hefty ball-sack while making sure one finger had firm contact on the warrior’s anal entryway.
“Uhhh…ooohhh…ooohh,” Tabor responded as he raised his butt up. The sack’s stimulations was erotically intoxicating. More important there arose in him a strange need for more pressure on his hole. The Krill applied pressure on the ring muscles then let up. “More…more…oh yess,” Tabor babbled as he pressed up against the Krill’s finger. This uncontrollable need demanded to be satisfied. “Don’t …stop…your…finger…more.” He begged .
“If you command so sire,” the Krill said with a smile. Tabor was pleading for the next step. It was going as planned . Taking him was easy but having him beg for it was sweeter the old man thought. “You se sire ,” the Krill continued while gently teasing the chute entry causing the muscular ruler to shiver in ecstasy, “the oils seep into the brain through the pores and trigger an unstoppable sexual excitement. They also short circuit any resistance in the subject. In fact the subject gradually desires to comply just to experience the erotic thrills.” the old man replied as he gently pushed his finger down hard until he had pressed through Tabor’s outer chute ring muscles.
“Ggggooooddd,” Tabor yelped loudly his head shooting up as his butt-hole was penetrated. His dogs looked up and growled.
“Head Down!” the old man sharply said as his other free hand cracked a hard slap on Tabor’s ass. “WHACK.”
“OW,” Tabor whimpered as he lowered his head. He was so turned on by the penetration he didn’t want the man to stop. By now, the young ruler was completely aroused and his cock was fully wet. The primitive sexual urges the oils lit in him were not going to be denied satisfaction no matter how much humiliation Tabor was now also feeling. The dogs took note of the lack of authority in Tabor’s tone coupled with how Tabor had meekly lowered his head in response to the verbal sounds of the Krill and the new air of authority the Krill projected. The hounds lay back down.
The Krill smiled and quickly poured more oils on the hand that was fucking Tabor’s chute allowing the oils to get his finger slicker. He plunged his finger in deeper.
“OH…..ahh..ahh..ahh,” Tabor gasped as the Krill’s finger struck his prostate and gave the young warrior his first butt de-virgining experience. “Don’t……. stop,” Tabor burst out . A flush of humiliation hit him but he was helpless to resist in the face of this erotic craving he was experiencing
The Krill’s finger pistoned in and out of Tabor’s hole as the old man reveled in the sounds of Tabor’s complete surrender to this defilement. As he fingered Tabor with one hand his other began a series of hard slaps on Tabor’s glistening bubbled rump.
WHACK WHACK WHACK
“Oh ..my ass,” Tabor sobbed as he received another first:a hard bare-assed spanking at the hands of the smaller man. He was so overcome however by the fires in his guts from his prostate stimulations that he just lay there and took it all in laying face down and whimpering like a small child. The young hunk was totally embarrassed thinking how it must look: this scrawny old man giving the younger strapping warrior a butt tanning.
to be continued……