Pagan Gods: Of Brotherhood and War

21:20 Bjarg_the_Demigod: We are gathering in the Forest for a celebration of the Vernal Equinox, to welcome the arrival of Spring after a brutal Winter.
21:23 Joe_Biggun_Archer: Coming out from the bushes. Bow down then around to the others. "Hello all" Then I greet Bjarg and the general personally
21:24 minotaur21560: I also step forward from the underbrush, cross an arm over my broad chest, bowing head to the Leaf Lord Bjarg whose name among the trees is Ninurta, and turning to salute the Lieutenant and to welcome the newcomer, who is clearly of noble blood. "Welcome also to Mike"
21:28 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "I have a special assignment for my guardsman Joe and the General; I charge you both with the herculean task of making sure Gruff and Jonas don't kill each other when they fight to see who is the real Alpha."
21:28 NHB_Mike: i step not far behind Minotaur. My eyes wide with amazement at my surroundings. Very new to these woods sent on a mission by my people to find new lands to sow my seed, prove to my kingdom of my worth to be King. An ancient rite of passage for my people, one that this young prince looks to achieve. i know little of the customs here, i am merely a warrior, a royal one, a mortal.
21:28 Joe_Biggun_Archer: I look at Bjarg. "As you wish Sir. We make sure that they don't kill each other."
21:29 minotaur21560: I nod. "I have spoken to both combatants, and know they burn for vengeance against each other for some unknown reason."
21:30 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "And now I welcome our newest member to the tribe, Mike. What better time and place to sow ones seed than at the celebration of the Vernal Equinox!"
21:32 minotaur21560: Above us the trees tower, their trunks like great columns of a temple and their canopy of leaves that tremble when brushed by light breezes, still cool though warmer now that the sap begins to flow and the earth turns toward the warming sun. The fragrance of evergreens floats down to mossy ground below and the figures of men and gods who wait there for the moon.
21:32 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Prince Mike, we are honored to have a royal warrior in our midst."
21:35 NHB_Mike: i nod in the direction of Bjarg
21:36 NHB_Mike: i feel the warm air envelop me, the scent of other males, gods, demi gods and mortals, around me
21:38 NHB_Mike: i stand 6ft2 177lbs. ripped, hairy chest shaped by years of gladiator like combat, heaving with each breath, abs ripped. Hair trails dowmn from my chest to my genitals forming a short but extremely thick mane around them as they hang prominently at 5.5 inches soft, 7 long when hard. Testicles the size of eggs hang loose in the heat, packed with the seed of an ancient royal lineage.
21:41 NHB_Mike: My powerful legs are long, hairy, muscled, holding up my lean torso along with my muscled glutes, all of which work in tandem with each other so i succeed in combat, and succeed in procreation.
21:42 minotaur21560: I look with pleasure at the pride of this prince. "There are many wonders to be found here in the woods. Rites to celebrate, ritual combat that will meet the requirements of the gods and their seasons. Perhaps your body should be decorated with the patterns and runes to welcome your arrival in preparation for any sacred games of combat."
21:45 NHB_Mike: my eyes scan the power and presence that the Minotaur exudes. My testosterone flows as i am offered a sort of welcome ritual in the event combat comes my way.
21:45 NHB_Mike: i nod in humble acknowledgement of the males around me
21:48 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *watches the exchange between the General and the Prince with rapt attention. The Prince is a fine mortal and will be very popular I think.
21:51 minotaur21560: I stand to salute the Lord of Leaves, Warden of the Forest. "Prepare me now that I may then officiate as duty requires. Let me also share lore, and drink toasts, and become Corybant and Celebrant on this border between cruel Winter and the swelling pains of Spring and growth."
21:57 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Returning the salute to my General, who by all outward appearances has been returned to his former self, I unfasten his armor handing it to my guardsman to stow beneath the Great Tree, Awen. "You may keep your helmet or not, General as you see fit to meet your needs during the celebration. But you will wear the skull clamps throughout the Equinox."
21:58 NHB_Mike: i stand in humble silence as i become acquainted with those around me. i eye each around me, as i try to sense who can pose danger to me, who can satiate my thirst to impress, who can serve as a sacrifice to the gods and honor my people. A royal warrior amidst amazement in many forms
21:58 minotaur21560: I nod, lifting my helmet aside and taking instead a dark half mask that covers skull and nose, leaving bearded mouth free. "Let it be so."
21:59 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Reaches for the pair of skull clamps and attaches first one to the General's right nip and then the other to his left, making sure that they are securely clamped down, but not so far as they can go. That will come later.
22:02 minotaur21560: As each is affixed, I inhale feeling the familiar flame of pain ignite at my broad chest. I nod in thanks to the Lord of Leaves for this reminder of duty and responsibility. I stand now naked except for mask and the ball cords of my rank. "Let me now decorate the newcomer." I lean to pick up the pot of paint and the tray of brushes. From behind my great cock hangs between my legs, visible symbol of the bull and I feel the gaze of the prince upon it as I gather up the implements.
22:04 minotaur21560: I approach the naked prince, readying my mind. I place the tray of brushes on a nearby flat stone, and put my hand on the broad shoulder of Prince Mike. Above us the leaves tremble as if spirits peek through at what unfolds here. "You will be painted as a champion of the Forest"
22:07 NHB_Mike: I stand confident, proud, and honored as Minotaur gathers materials to paint and honor me
22:07 NHB_Mike: my eyes lock briefly on his larger cock, amazed at its size and grateful no females are around to marvel at its size. my own large piece hanging soft above my beefy balls
22:08 Achlys: a filament of fog drifts across the clearing, a sign that the Lady walks and watches, eying the assembly of men, the Leaf Warden and his Lieutenant, the General who is again a man, and the new one, warrior prince whose countenance is heroic and strong and whose appetites are dark. She laughs at his bashfulness.
22:10 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Welcome Lady Achlys. It is good to see you for the celebration.
22:11 minotaur21560: I dip the brush into the cold ink, cerulean and fortified with drugs to promote visions and strength. The bristles of the brush are hard, and the ink icy as I deliver it to the Prince's right nipple, pushing in, twisting, turning, painting a first circle of light blue whose width just exceeds the border of the dark aureola and then I continue, pulling the brush outward in a loose spiral of light blue.
22:12 Achlys: The Lady nods at the Lord of Leaves. "We await the return of the moon to its fullness and the gifts that will be given by Spring and the fluids of our celebrants." She glances again at the two figures of the General who paints light blue on the Prince's dusky skin.
22:13 NHB_Mike: i see a mist envelop part of the woods near us. I see and hear Bjarg honor a goddess, and i feel her powerful presence, as the General begins to paint my body
22:15 minotaur21560: A second dip of cold blue paint, viscous, clinging to the brush as I bring it up again and then down to the hanging arsenal bag that holds the sacred essence of the Prince's lineage. I grasp the Prince's weapon, lifting it away, and paint the bag light blue.
22:16 Achlys: The Lady nods then approaches with two more pots of paint, white and yellow. Her finger traces a line across the dark skin of the prince's upper belly.
22:17 Bjarg_the_Demigod: (minotaur21560 I dip the brush into the cold ink, cerulean and fortified with drugs to promote visions and strength.) Thanks to my Guardsman, the Drug Lord. LOL
22:18 minotaur21560: I bow to the lady, jutting my chest forward, feeling the pain burning there from the tiny iron skull faces that bite. And I take a wider brush, dip into the white paint and drag it across the prince's upper chest and belly, one stripe, two stripes, three stripes.
22:20 minotaur21560: ( @Joe_Biggun_Archer has always ensured that our shipments come in on time, with drugs for all the paints and wines...)
22:21 NHB_Mike: i stand as the general moves my weapon away and paints my male bag blue
22:21 NHB_Mike: enveloping it in the color of my people
22:22 minotaur21560: Now the yellow stripes that compliment the white, wide horizontal, terrifying, promoting fierceness and prowess for the Prince in battle.
22:22 Achlys: The stripes range across his torso, yellow, white, and uncovered skin, then again yellow, white and skin.
22:26 minotaur21560: I turn to ask the Leaf Warden for the purple juice extracted from land snails, Phoenician secret for millennia "Lord, let me grace our royal visitor with Tyrian purple, if it would please you."
22:30 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Yes, a good idea, General. You know where it is kept."
22:33 Achlys: "Never mind, it is here." The Lady brings a purse sewn of new leaves that contains a quantity of the Tyrian hue and presents this to the General whose cock is lengthening from his work painting the Prince-Warrior.
22:36 minotaur21560: I drop to one knee, receiving the gift from the Lady. Quickly I dip a new brush into the opening. Turning to the Prince, again I grasp the shaft of his weapon, and carefully apply the brilliant purple to the mushroom head of his great flesh sword, stopping neatly at the flared edges.
22:40 Achlys: The Lady looks with approval at the completion of the Prince's welcome but turns to @Bjarg_the_Demigod
22:41 Achlys: "Never do we properly decorate you who are host to these Festivities. Unveil yourself so that this I may remedy."
22:45 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *Turns to the Lady Achlys. "You honor me my Lady", unfastening his loin cloth and handing it to his guardsman to stow with the General's armor.
22:47 minotaur21560: I glance at the Leaf Lord, remembering the last time I saw his weapon exposed... and my own flesh sword twitches.
22:50 Achlys: "Yes, much better." The Lady gracefully bows, like Botticelli's Primavera, scooping up the wider brush in one hand and the pot of blue in the other. As she turns, fog tendrils leak from her every limb and corner trailing behind. She dips the brush and begins dragging it from the edge of the demigod's torso just under his right armpit, up, the point just crossing the tender flesh of his right nipple, down to the stippled pit of the navel, up again to left nipple and down to end at left armpit, a neat chevron of light blue.
22:51 Achlys: Dipping again, the brush drips as it connects to the lower point, pulling down now, dragging it, a great stripe that trails through the fur at his crotch, and onto the back of the great shaft, pulling to the end of the head.
22:51 Achlys: Stepping back to view her work... nodding with approval.
22:52 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "The Lady is a fine Artist! Thank you."
22:53 Bjarg_the_Demigod: It is the color of the Nord.
22:53 Achlys: "There are times for rest and times for celebration and times for blue paint... and now perhaps a time for drink!"
22:54 minotaur21560: The General looks at the god, whose weapon is now picked out in blue, and feels the rightness of this.
22:55 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Yes, time to break out the casks, tankards, horns....
22:59 minotaur21560: The general lends his hand and back, rolling the cask together with the Lieutenants...
22:59 Achlys: The Lady drifts to take up mead horns, glass flutes and steins...
23:00 minotaur21560: Let the celebrations begin
23:01 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Casks of the finest mead aged from last Summer, and of ale, and glogg.
23:02 Achlys: *Looks for an olive and sprigs of herb for garnish.
23:27 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "And what are you having to drink, General?"
23:29 minotaur21560: "I will have mead in this horn which is long and full of vigor, Leaf Lord."
23:29 minotaur21560: I hold it forward, with legs squared, presenting the Leaf Lord with the figure of his General to whom virility was granted.
23:30 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *Takes the horn and fills it with mead from the cask for the General.
23:31 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *handing it back to the General. "And now I think I will paint you!"
23:33 minotaur21560: I hold the mead horn, jutting out my great chest, from which the iron skulls stare out, militant and stern. "The body of the General of these Woods is here to serve the Forest and its demigod."
23:33 minotaur21560: I take a swig, and wipe my beard with the back of my hand.
23:36 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Now where is the red paint? We have blue, white, yellow, purple. Achlys?"
23:39 Achlys: The Goddess eyes the General. Her gaze lingers on his hanging flesh sword as she remembers his recent ordeal. The red that sprayed then had not been paint.
23:40 Achlys: Rousing herself from the revery, she quietly hands the pot of red to the demigod. "It is here, ready and waiting."
23:43 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "Thank you my Lady," taking the pot of red paint and brush. "Let's see ... some red dots on your muscular thighs would look good."
23:45 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *begins to paint a red circle at the top of the General's right quad, fills in the circle and repeats with another below the first, then a third below that.
23:47 Achlys: The Lady watches, nodding quietly.
23:48 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Having finished the right leg, Bjarg moves to the General's left quad and repeats the red circles.
23:49 minotaur21560: My stance wide as I feel the rough bristles do their work against my muscled thighs.
23:49 Bjarg_the_Demigod: * He paints carefully making sure that the circles on the left leg match their counterparts on the right leg and are at the same height.
23:53 Bjarg_the_Demigod: * satisfied that they are all in alignment, Bjarg moves the brush to the General's navel and paints a stripe extending from the center around to the back of the General's left oblique, then a matching stripe from the navel to the back of the right oblique.
23:54 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "There! Are you ready for the final phase, General?"
23:56 minotaur21560: I stand proudly receiving the decoration, my cock slowly lengthening. "I am, Lord of the Forest who Knows the Names of Trees."
23:59 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "It appears you are slowly getting there. Perhaps you expect me to facilitate your erection so the decoration can be completed?
00:00 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "It would be best if that massive member that i recently gifted you were at its fullest size for the final decoration."
00:01 minotaur21560: I look at the painted god and remember what was done to me in his service... the vine, the pounding, the punishment, the restoration and as I do so, the sword reaches full mast.
00:19 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "That's much better, General."
00:21 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *takes the brush and begins to paint a red stripe around the large circumference of the General's penis half way between the base and the helmet.
00:25 Bjarg_the_Demigod: *making sure the ends of the stripe meet neatly, Bjarg paints another an inch above the first. Then a final third stripe an inch below the first. The three stripes compliment the three red cords binding the General's balls.
00:32 NHB_Mike: i stand there painted, my mushroom head a deep royal purple, testicles coated in blue. i watch as the others are painted and adorned in this celebration in the woods
00:33 NHB_Mike: i watch as the generals shaft is decorated
00:33 NHB_Mike: my own phallus lengthening to its full size, demonstrating its virility, my virility
00:34 minotaur21560: I glance down as the decoration is laid on my weapon. I raise my horn of mead in salute and gratitude to the lord of leaves, pouring a bit on the ground in honor of the goddess, raising also to the Prince who is painted in the full regalia of his people, and I drink
00:35 NHB_Mike: i beat my pec with my fist in response, reach for the chalice of mead poured for me and drink as well
00:36 Achlys: The Lady also drinks a deep draught.
00:39 Bjarg_the_Demigod: "SKOL!"
00:39 minotaur21560: I walk toward the Prince, respectful. "You have seen the clear waters of our lake? The groves of aspen and evergreens? The ruins of shrines? The Lodgehouse? The caverns and springs beneath? It would be well to show a royal visitor some of the many treasures that the woods guard."
00:40 Achlys: "Skol, Leaf Warden!" the Lady drinks
00:42 NHB_Mike: i smile, i would love to see the wonders of these woods
00:43 NHB_Mike: as i take another drink
00:44 Achlys: The Lady watches the painted figures of prince and General and their obvious mutual enjoyment, and takes another drink.
00:46 minotaur21560: And The General lays a hand gently on the shoulder of the Warrior-Prince. "There are beasts and animals, fruits, flowers, leaves. Places in which to strive in combat to honor gods and spirits.. hot steaming springs in which to wash and soak. Perfect idyll protected by amoral gods and spirits."
00:48 NHB_Mike: i return a hand on The General's shoulder
00:50 NHB_Mike: i strive to go to a place were we engage in combat, i must present my gratitude to the Gods that have welcomed me to these forests by presenting them with a rival males phallus. And for my people, and mysef, i must take a rival males capabilities, his essence..
00:50 NHB_Mike: i must take his Testicles and feast on them.
00:50 Achlys: The Lady watches intently, aware of the Prince's appetite.
00:51 NHB_Mike: I ask respectfully of the gods, who is the male i should challenge in their honor?
00:51 minotaur21560: "there is only one, Prince." My hand still resting on the shoulder.
00:52 NHB_Mike: "then let us not pretend, there is work to be done"
00:55 minotaur21560: We walk down the path, the grove of sacred aspen. The path winds among young shoots of yarrow and rosemary preparing to cover the glade when spring returns. Two noble males of different shape and lineage. One veteran of many battles, balls tied in the red cords of rank, the other a newcomer, royal adventurer, both painted for combat and celebration.
01:03 NHB_Mike: i walk in tandem with the beast
01:04 NHB_Mike: chest heaving, legs glistening with sweat, cock swaying along with my balls
01:04 NHB_Mike: eyes wide as they take in the beauty around me, nostriles flared as the smell of the forests, of nature fill my lungs with rejuvenating power
01:06 minotaur21560: The place of combat, shrouded by evergreens, the ground below soft with piles of fallen needles, dark, cool with two stones, flat like tables placed there showing white in the light of the rising moon.
01:08 NHB_Mike: my testes release a wave of testosterone that causes me to shudder momentarily, as we enter the sacred space of combat.
01:08 minotaur21560: My penis, painted with its red stripe, bouncing as I take my steps in the soft piles of needles. I inhale their astringent fragrance.
01:15 NHB_Mike: my penis hangs flaccid, its painted royal purple head wide, distinct, my two balls painted a beautiful blue. i turn to face you knowing this is a moment of combat between two worthy males, fighting for the eyes of the gods and their blessings
01:18 Achlys: Mist moving in the canopy above, fingers of fog snaking through the clearing drawing lines across the space of combat...
01:19 NHB_Mike: i beat my chest, with both fists now, and stand before my rival, left leg slightly in front of the right in a position of combat. i ululate a male version of the ancient practice loudly, it belows across the forest, through the trees and meadows
01:19 NHB_Mike: a masculine war cry and one of intimidation
01:21 minotaur21560: I hear the cry float into the trees, the bellow of a beast, yet it is held softly, muffled by the pines. I crouch, arms out warily, the skulls glinting as the moonlight falls across my hairy chest. It begins... We circle
01:21 NHB_Mike: i circle you, prepared to engage you with ferocity
01:22 NHB_Mike: i move with agility, crouched but still largely upright, blending groundfight stance with striking
01:23 NHB_Mike: i step suddenly to your left, swiping my hand across your eyes, fingers looking to rake them, just as i fire of a left kick to your jaw, hairy shin bone looking to smash into the masculine beauty of your jawline
01:26 minotaur21560: UNHH!!! the attack is like a viper's strike, I move to evade the raking fingers, then my head ricochets to the side, spit flying, as the kick connects. I fall back, dance from one foot to the other, watchful. I have seen many battles against virile warriors, and I have always prevailed. I see an opening and take it... Lunging, arm closing round your back, pinning tight, I release a hail of blows pummeling your kidney, finishing with a knee smashing into your crotch...
01:28 minotaur21560: My eyes narrow... I think how the Leaf Lord imagines this one might unseat me and be named new General of the Woods... there is NO WAY this will happen... I step back watching my rival's pain...
01:28 NHB_Mike: i roar as my kick strikes
01:29 NHB_Mike: you move to take my back and i try and turn with you, locking up in combat. as all males do, we know our weaknesses and you immediatly exploit, smashigngyour knee up into my lowhanging balls.
01:29 NHB_Mike: i howl in pain, face contorted as i stumble forward clutching my jewels
01:30 Achlys: a puff of fog floats like a smoke ring...
01:30 NHB_Mike: i drop to one knee after establishing some distance, face in a grimace, breathing deeply
01:31 NHB_Mike: before rising to my feet for further engagement
01:31 minotaur21560: I see my rival falter and move aggressively to exploit it... then he rises, yet I lift my foot, send a kick flying towards his striped belly... connecting with a THUD.
01:32 NHB_Mike: i see your foot and grab it, your lowhangers exposed my right hand reaches and grabs them in my fist. i twist viciously and yank towards me
01:32 NHB_Mike: my other foot sweeping you to the ground as i hold your balls
01:33 minotaur21560: My eyes screw shut in pain as my arsenal bag is crushed in your fist... bearded mouth falls open, bellowing as you twist and yank. I fall... twist, trying to recover, hands clawing for purchase in the pile of wet fallen needles...
01:34 NHB_Mike: my other foot stops on your neck hard
01:34 NHB_Mike: i drive my weight down as my right hand lifts your lower half by the testicles, my left hand holds one leg and my foot pins your upper body down by the neck
01:37 minotaur21560: AHHH! I am locked to the ground, my bound balls gripped, pulled against the full weight of my lower body, my leg pushed back, my long penis flopping back over my furry belly, displaying its decorative stripe... I look up in desperate pain, the canopy of branches, and there among them spirits that mock and laugh.... I *TWIST* with all my strength towards you, trying to shake off your leg lock, moving towards the balls you grip and pull away...
01:37 Achlys: a tendril of fog drifts down lazily from above onto the fighters
01:39 NHB_Mike: i roar as you buck and fight back, as i expected. i slam a fist into your balls and release them jsut as you free your neck and fight out of the leg lock
01:39 NHB_Mike: i pounce on you with lighting speed working to take your back
01:39 NHB_Mike: my thighs wrap around your waist, my genitals pressed into your glutes, arm snaking around your neck
01:43 minotaur21560: I gasp, taking this beating --- the prince is savage... clearly well trained in battle and favored by the gods of his people... and then SMASH... my proud balls flattened by his fist... yet I am a General. I have known more pain than this. He grips me from behind like a lion as I shake him, intent on escape. I twist again...trying my best... aware that around us evil beasts gather...
01:42 Bjarg_the_Demigod: Ah, the violent, over-sexed Kumlon has arrived for the celebration. "Welcome, Beast!"
01:43 Kumlon: Snorts and acknowledgment and steam comes through his nostrils and flexes his 7 ft two body.
01:44 Kumlon: My cock extends like a 26 inch baseball bat from my groin in arousal as I watch the combat and stare at the participants.
01:47 Bjarg_the_Demigod: You will be definitely a challenge for any warrior, god or demigod with that weapon.
01:48 Kumlon: Stares back at you...
01:44 NHB_Mike: i sink my teeth into the generals neck as my legs flex , trapping him as best i can in my grip
01:45 NHB_Mike: my arm fights for a choke
01:45 NHB_Mike: while my left snakes in front of him and siezes one of his testicles in a vicious pinch
01:46 NHB_Mike: my penis, now erect, begins to push between the generals muscled glutes, looking to enter so i can inject seed into him that creates life in both male and female
01:46 NHB_Mike: but my tight hold withmy legs prevents full penetration for now
01:48 minotaur21560: I writhe now, convulsed in pain... blood dripping from the bite... pain shooting up the nerve tree to my brain as my balls are smashed again. My rival tries to mount me, and the hunger of gods and men suffuses the clearing... My hairy chest rising and falling from exhaustion and pain, the skulls bite calmly.
01:50 NHB_Mike: i roll the general onto his belly, one testicle in my grip, my legs now grapevining his, opening them exposing him further, me latched onto his back
01:51 NHB_Mike: i drag my hips to align my larger cock with his glutes and press forward and suddenly, roaring as i do so
01:53 NHB_Mike: my hips rise and fall as the breeze sways the trees. I suddenly mate with my rival, teeth drawing blood from his injured neck
01:54 minotaur21560: Penetrated by the newcomer, my face pushed into the needles that litter the ground, they stick to my face, my pelted chest... I grimace with pain as I am entered again and again, feeling the shame of defeat before the gods and spirits that look on this spectacle of Spring... I grunt again and again, trying to relax, trying to accommodate...
01:55 NHB_Mike: i kick my legs open wider which only force his ajar even further. I grunt and spasm, pushing my phallus deep until my testicles smack into the backside of his before he feels a sharp and then hot sensation deep inside of him. i release a volley of semen only the royalty of my people are capable of doing
01:55 NHB_Mike: by no means a full ejaculate, but for this purpose, a powerful concoction that will flood the innards of this male and plant life inside of him.
01:56 minotaur21560: My bearded mouth opens in pain and shock as I am bred by the prince, my own balls hanging as his almost replace them between my spread legs
01:56 NHB_Mike: i withdraw, The General weakened, bewildered as my concinctuon moves within him, my balls blocking view of his until i pull out
01:56 NHB_Mike: i turn him to his back and sit on his chest facing his legs
01:57 NHB_Mike: i grab his legs, tuck them under my arm folding him, raising his genitals to my face, my shins pinning his arms to the ground
01:57 minotaur21560: I heave with exhaustion and confusion, looking up, the needles and dirt stuck to my furry body as I am prepared...
01:57 NHB_Mike: i display his testicles, larger than mine, which i am not used to, for the masses
01:57 NHB_Mike: legs tight under my arms he is fully exposed
01:57 minotaur21560: I see the back of the prince as he focuses intently on his prize.
01:58 NHB_Mike: my own balls resting heavily on his neck
01:58 minotaur21560: I am erect, aware of what is about to take place...
01:58 minotaur21560: I have been bested in fair battle before the gods.
01:58 NHB_Mike: i lean forward past this bulls slightly shorter but thicker erection and bite the center of his scrotum with my incisor teeth
01:59 NHB_Mike: tearing it, bothhands grab each side of the scrotum and pull, ripping it open easily. my face moves into the scrotum and i begin feasting on each of the jumbo sized eggs that are encased within, The General's howls of pain, convuisons a sight to see
02:00 NHB_Mike: i lift my hips up to give the general a full view of my large testicles as i consume his before the gods
02:00 minotaur21560: I bellow like a bull being slaughtered, my cry echoes further than the initial challenge from the prince as his fangs penetrate my pride... I feel his mouth closing over what have been given me... taking from me my power, my status....
02:00 minotaur21560: I see his manhood hanging, mocking me as he consumes my own.
02:01 minotaur21560: my penis flops this way and that, rapidly losing erection from the onslaught of pain
02:01 NHB_Mike: 15 minutes go by as i eat the contents of his balls
02:01 NHB_Mike: in their entirety
02:01 NHB_Mike: his penis flaccid, shriking rapidly as mine throbs
02:08 Achlys: tendrils of fog fall lazily from above like the tracks of tears....
02:09 minotaur21560: It subsides, my legs opened, my bag split and emptied, mauled as if by a beast...
03:57 NHB_Mike: my stomach consumes the fertile and potent testes of my rival, the general. i sit atop his chest watching the others from the distance
03:58 NHB_Mike: his sack now sowed up, hugging his body, barely a scrotum. i bask in the warmt feeling victorious, indeed victorious. proud to have slayed a male in the honor of these new gods in this new land
04:03 NHB_Mike: heaving the general over my shoulders, i walk towards the commotion, a different kind of battle taking place. i watch intently

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