An Ancient Grecian Tale - Part Two

Captain Pricarius’ log – Month five, day three…
My fine, well-armed, and fully endowed semen warriors and I finally went ashore at first daybreak to this mythical island called Homos. As we cast our weary eyes upon this rich and palatial paradise laid before us, we were all apprehensive at first to what wild and veracious creatures sinisterly lurked nearby? I ordered my entire crew to spread out along the beachhead in search of signs of human until Semen Copulus finally found something just beyond the tree line.

“Captain,” he signaled me to cum near with his sword bare and semi-erect, huge, and uncut cock outstretched! “I’ve discovered something in the bushes and I thinks they are bones!”
“What have you found,” as we all raced over to see his discovery?
“It’s human skeletal remains,” pushing them aside with his sword for us to get a better look! “And, he was once a warrior of some kind, for he still has his sword and shield with him.”
“Look at the shield markings,” Cummus exclaims out! “He bares the signs of a Spartan warrior! I’ve heard tales that Spartans could easily seduce any enemy force that challenge them in full battle!”
“But, what is he doing here on this island,” Coitus asks?
“Well, in Fellatio’s epic tale, he wrote about a brave Spartan general named Beastus Maximus who sent his mighty legions to challenge the Maledusa but were forever lost at sea during a great storm.”
“Could this be one of his men who survived the shipwreck and died here so long ago,” Semen Roderic Bulbulous quickly interjects?
“Well, it could be one of them; but, you all better keep a keen piss-eye open just incase we find any survivors alive!”

Captain’s log - Month five, first night on Homos…
We made camp in a small clearing about a mile in from the beachhead and everything seems peaceful enough. I ordered my finest spearmen Scepterio and Schlong on night watch duty while the rest of my semen warriors traded great sexual tales to each other, as I silently watched their rock hard cocks wag majestically in the firelight. Copulus stood up before them with his tight rippling muscular physique, broad manly shoulders, and massive uncut tool jettisoning out from his silken black-curly haired groin as he boldly recited his fierce conquest over the Trojan legions during the war. Cummus helped to relieve my urges by quietly cumming over, spreading my tight legs wide open, and then devouring my hot mouth watering cock.

First, he slowly stroked my male tool with his fist until it was a massive spear of veined marble. He was totally mesmerized as my large and very meaty foreskin stretched back from the huge mushroom cock head once encasing it. My pungent, musky, and aromatic piss hole glistened in the full moonlight just taunting him to spread his mouth wide open and devouring it right then and there. It was not long before I was getting one of his greatest blow jobs ever imagined! I became fully aroused just watched as his black curly head bob slowly up and down in rhythm movement to my moans of sheer ecstasy. I couldn’t hold my huge load back any more, grabbed his head fiercely, and rammed his mouth down deep into my pubic hair.

Massive fountains of hot, rich, and creamy male nectar filled up his mouth as he choked it down like a good first mate should do. Exhausted, he released me from his suck and slowly but seductively slithered up on my sweaty body so I could embrace him better. He calmly rolled over on his back while still nicely positioned on my upper torso; spread his legs wide so that I could stroke his boyish uncut cock at my own pleasure. With a few good tugs, streams of hot sweet jism flew from his piss hole into the exotic night sky and landed on his tight hairless chest.

All of a sudden, we heard the most terrifying cry in the direction of the night watch.

More to cum…