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Termerus became a terrible bandit in the years ahead. One day a lelegian called  Lycus, a brute of beastly nature like the rest of his people, decided to challenge Termerus, because no man could have been as big and strong as himself. The two wrestled, grappled and fought until they both understood they were at the same level. As they realised it, they were more and more intrigued by each other. Between a punch and a thrust, they kept teasing and arousing each other. The two perpetuated this courting ritual until they both collapsed gasping and unable to stand up.

When Termerus found some strength, he rolled over and laid on his opponent with all his weight, pushing his slick hard member all inside of him. Lycus grunted, growled and snorted as Termerus showed dominance and humped him. He pushed all his weight on his tired  enemy and kept thrusting his giant member deep inside of him. Even if he managed to win that way, his opponent still refused to admit the defeat. Termerus roared, thrust one last time and then poured all his semen inside of Lycus.

The lelegian took advantage of this moment and rolled over to block Termerus in a headlock. They tried to fight, both exhausted, but Lycus had the chance to come inside of him, and he took it! Termerus got a taste of his own medicine, but this time, unlike his first, he did not try to fight the "intruder". The white liquid seed invaded his insides, and when Lycus stepped aside and left him there, Termerus smiled back at him and they did it over and over again.

Termerus and Lycus kept robbing, raiding, raping, murdering and stealing all over Caria and, as time passed, understood that they were made for each other. They shared their fortune, their infamy and bad reputation as they kept committing mischief and mayhem all across that land. Their lust and desire for each other kept growing with the years along with the price on their heads. One day, Lycus decided to go to the sea and take their chances on some island, where they could have been pirates or just bandits. Their beastly, sick love was unbreakable as long as they were equal, since their rivalry was still burning and their obsession to be the strongest between the two of them was the only thing that made them fight some times.

They both sailed on a ship as stowaways and then killed all the high ranked officials. Once they took away all the weapons on board, not a single man could match them in strength. Lycus and Termerus ruled as equals on the ship, turning the crew members into their sex slaves and later mind-broken bodyguards. The men were treated like beasts, and like beasts they grew up wild and strong. In a few months, the ship went from island to island and looted goods, food, wine and gold. The crew forgot their homes and their beloved ones, and decided to serve and worship both Termerus and his mate Lycus in that cult of delights and violence.

The rivalry between the two became more tense when the ship landed on Kos. The island, that already heard about the terrible Termerus, decided to surrender and name the man as their new king to avoid the inevitable bloodshed. Instead of sharing his power, Termerus accepted the crown and took the throne, making clear that he was finally the one above all men. He took all the best women, leaving the other ones to Lycus. He then kept the treasures in the palace and left nothing to Lycus and the other men. The strongest joined Termerus while the weakest ones were forbidden from joining the palace. The palace turned into an antrum of hedonism and great partying.

Lycus, no longer his equal, was furthermore humiliated and pushed on the barren bleak side of the island, where he convinced the other exiles to rise against the self proclaimed king and put Lycus in his place. When the men attacked the palace, Termerus' men were still drunk or heavily drugged, and this balanced their forces. Termerus fought mercilessly, then he found Lycus and smashed his head against his own, killing him. After the massacre, only few of his men remained. The food ran low, the drugs ended, the wine was already gone, and the men started killing each other over futile reasons. Now that his "kingdom" of Kos fell, Termerus left the island with the only ship that remained and set sail to the west, to start over as a bandit.

He kept following his lifestyle as he travelled through Boeotia, where he heard there were rich vagrants and defenceless shepherds to hunt down around the area. He made a name for himself in a few days, challenging poor travellers to head-butting matches he was sure they would lose.  

The god Pan was just looking for young virgin shepherds to breed as he usually did during the summer. Termerus camped in a forest and started to steal and eat sheep from a local farmer. Pan, who wanted to seduce the farmer's son, started to stalk him until he saw the bandit approaching. When the goatherd threatened Termerus to report him for the rustler he was, the brutish bandit presented himself and gave the boy a choice; challenging him to a butthead match or sleep with him and never tell anyone about their meeting. The boy, knowing the name of the brute, preferred to be taken by him, rather than facing certain death. Pan, jealous, couldn't bear to have lost such an unviolated beauty, and cursed Termerus for denying him the pleasure of taking the goatherd's virginity. 

Zeus, hearing the funny sequence of insults and curses from Pan, looked down on earth and realized it was the perfect occasion to give his son a chance to prove his strength. He told Pan about another beautiful virgin cowherd named Palaemon, who lived nearby, and how to lure him with some delicious doric barley-cakes. Zeus also told Pothos, the Erotes of sexual longing, yearning and desire, to tell the bandit Termerus about Palaemon. Pan lured Palaemon into the woods with the sweets, but just before he could jump on him to take his virginity, Termerus showed up again and introduced himself like he usually did, challenging the boy or forcing him to lay with him.

The brute drooled on his chest and gave him a long, sloppy kiss while he prepared the unclaimed hole with his large fingers. Pan accidentally stepped on a stick and alerted the boy who immediately thought it was an ambush and that Termerus would rob him. He struggled and pushed him before he was raped and he headbutted him like he wanted before. Palaemon’s skull proved the stronger, and crushed Termerus’s head as though it was an egg. 

Pan soon realized that the boy was not a common mortal... His father Amphytrion called him Palaemon, but his true father, Zeus, called him Heracles. The most famous demigod and Zeus' favorite son Heracles, the strongest man ever existed!


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