Kingdom and glory - Royal campaign 1-12 (Patreon)

You feel the bull's cum starting to flood your insides the moment you cum. While you shoot your first rope up in the air, your lover stands up behind you. The second shot of semen splats on your abdomen, then his strong hand holds yours, accompanying your movements with a perfect synchrony. You feel him moving in a strange way under you as his warm seeds starts flooding outside you. You spurt a third, small white shot that wets both your hand and his fingers, while his other arm holds you tight from behind, making you lay on his chest and pressing you tightly against him. His warm, lovely embrace makes you feel safe and protected, but something has changed in the meantime. He kisses you and you welcome his tongue in your mouth while his lips press gently yet firmly on yours. You can also feel his body, now changed, the moment before you both open your eyes, "Stelios..." he exhales, catching his breath "Master" you kiss him again, holding a tear of joy as he holds you even more tightly, now clenching his huge legs against yours. He looks you in the eyes and smiles, then gives you a warm little kiss before he pushes his head against your neck. 

You stand there in his arms as he cradles you slowly, still holding you and keeping his cock in your hole, "Master Eirenas... I...", "Shhh... you'll wake up the king", he whispers while licking your neck, but you absolutely need to explain. "The bull god, he... he had sex with me. I couldn't refuse, at first I wanted to but then he...", "It's alright, my love", he murmurs "I know very well how these kind of celebrations go... and we can't displease a god and his will...". He smooches the back of your head while you explain, "But he took me from you, without your permission... and then other men... they... came inside me and I came inside some of them, you...". He stops moving, then sighs, "You're not a young boy anymore, Stelios... I shouldn't forbid you from going to other men... or women... it's alright". "Master...", "I mean it", he smiles, kissing you again. He then lays down on his back holding you, and whispering sweet nothings like he usually does after sex, while keeping his dick inside you. King Mithrid wakes up next to you, listening to your master's sweet talks as he cradles you "You're my sweet boy... my man. I'm so proud of you... you will always be loved by me... my brave, strong boy". The king starts caressing his arm, then your master just turns and kisses him. You're used to see him with other men or women, but even if this is your king you can't help but be annoyed by him interrupting your master, especially while he was making love to you in that sweet way. They keep kissing, then stop as you carefully try to interrupt them by moving your hips again. Your master grunts while you wiggle, then groans and puffs with his deep voice. King Mithrid slowly runs his hand on your master's strong arm, until it reaches your side, caressing your hips. "My king..." he whispers, knowing exactly what he demands. You stop shaking and feel his majesty's strong hand moving on your leg. The king wants to have sex with you. He sits right next to you, eager and excited, and gives you a kiss. His lips press against yours and his tongue gently finds its way inside your mouth, smoothly caressing yours with its slow movements, making you moan.

His hairy belly pushes against you, you rest your back on your master who holds you still, making eye contact for a moment while you try to figure out what's going to happen. "Stelios... you grew up into a fine man... even our god decided to mate with you before anyone else", "T-thanks, my king", you whisper before he gives you another kiss. His soft beard and moustache press against your face, you close your eyes, welcoming his gentle kisses while his soft, big hands caress your body. "I want him, Eirenas... i want to take your boy", he says. "Yes, my king", he answers, spreading your legs. Your hole, still stretched by the god, gets opened some more when king Mithrid pushes his cock against the one of your master. The head slides in without any difficulty, helped by the bull's seed covering the other penis and your insides. With both your king and master deep inside of you, you get squished and held in a warm, sweaty embrace between these two, who keep breeding you while kissing each other. "My king", your master says between a loud, sloppy kiss next to your ear, then king Mithrid kisses you too. He's such a gentle and expert lover, and you enjoy every second of this experience until he shoots a huge, warm load inside of you, gasping and puffing on your chest. Your master comes soon after, letting his white seed drool on his king's balls. They keep smooching and cuddling you for a while before the other men wake up.

Eirenas and his apprentice call some men and collect helmets of their fallen comrades to erect a tropaion in the middle of the battlefield, after that they decorate it with flowers and broken shields and spears gathered together on a pile of rocks. The army slowly wakes up in the morning. No bells, no call to order from the four generals and their commanders, which is weird, but understandable since all of them recover for a feast with a horny god. It would've been a perfect moment for the roxan barbarians to attack but with all your men around the area, you were safe. "I can't believe the god came here to celebrate", "I can't believe he didn't ask to see a fight", "He probably saw enough fights during the day... he just wanted to celebrate", "My head still spins...", "Ehehe, you rogue... you're not a youngster anymore", you hear two soldiers talking nearby, they didn't notice you were there. "King Mithrid..." one of your generals calls for you, while you were there eating an apple, and looking at the camp under a tree. "...the other generals are waiting", "Right... right... war council", you nod while you stand up, throwing the chewed up core of the fruit on the grass. "We have a capital to conquer, then the gulf will be ours".

"Without king Ezra and his heirs, only his generals remain to lead the defences", "They'll tear each other apart before they decide to work together... they are probably in pure chaos right now in the capital, and with king Ezra's death... gods know how many roxans deserted already!". "We already built some stairs and a battering ram we didn't use, we only need to carry them to the capital. We have three catapults, it's gonna be enough, my king. We have enough supplies to carry on a siege for months... not that we're gonna need to, considering the situation". "Our morale is high, we have enough supplies and men, we're ready to attack, and the gods are on our side, king Mithrid", your generals depict an incredibly good scenario for the end of your campaign. With the roxan's king dead, the northern gulf is now defensless, and you are ready to conquer it! For Galath, for the gods, for kingdom and glory!

From the number of votes i can say this was a big success! I will definetly do more, but for now... a break! See you next time with the end of the royal campaign!