“You looked distressed, sir. Have you been shipwrecked? Can I help in any way?” asked
the hairy naked man.
I stared up at him, taking him all in; then focusing on his big cock and balls, I
gave my answer. “I have been nine days adrift without any nourishment. I am weak and at
your mercy. My name is Odysseus: King of Ithaca; returning from the war at Troy. Who are
you? And what land is this?”
“I am Hector: servant to Calypso - lord of this land of Ogygia. I shall take you to
my lord, but first let me tend to you. I have a gift: an ability to restore men’s strength
with my essence.”
“Oh yes!” I said, perking up at the sight of Hector’s cock, which most definitely
was stiffening into a very impressive erection. “I could do with a bit of restoration.
Please feel free to give me your essence: give me as much as you can; then once my
strength is recovered I shall meet this Calypso, your lord and master, feeling as a mighty
king should.”
“It will be my pleasure, Lord Odysseus. Let me help you stand up.”
I was happy where I was; kneeling in front of Hector’s now rock hard cock; but I was
in no position to protest as Hector reached down and placed his hands under my arms and
hoisted me up. He held me tight; I being too weak to stand on my own; then Hector gave the
first of his essence: he kissed me on the mouth; forcing his tongue past my parched lips
and dribbled saliva onto my tongue.
The effect was miraculous: I felt my strength return; my mind became sharp and my
body tingled with life: blood coursed through my body and flowed into my flaccid
shrivelled cock, turning it into a ten inch rampant monster.
“You’re essence is miraculous, Hector. Please, feed me some more,” I said, well
impressed by these healing skills and desperate for further administration.
Hector obliged; he lapped at my tongue; kissing me hard with a hungry passion,
anxious to please me and restore my strength.
Hector wrapped his strong arms around me and was similarly embraced by me. We
continued to kiss then licked each other’s face before moving on to the neck and
shoulders. Hector was glistening in sweat; another essence that I happily drank as I
lapped at Hector’s chunky body.
This salty essence was wondrous as well; I was getting well off on the stuff and
wanted it in its strongest form. I took a good lick at the chest, tasting of coconut milk,
then I raised Hector’s left arm above his head and drank from his hairy pit where the most
pungent and strongest of this essence lay. I lapped at it; a man possessed; driven mad by
lust and a desire for more. I ran my hands over the fleshy torso; relishing the chunky
muscles and the saturated hair on Hector’s chest. Hector did the same, enjoying the feel
of my rejuvenated body and the sight of my big cock sticking out under my tunic: a tunic
that was in rags and would be very soon stripped off: it was no attire for a king to
wear.
Hector pushed me away a little so that I could look down at his own impressive
erection: an amazing Greek penis which I was later to discover, delivered the gift of
immortality if you were lucky enough to be fucked by it every day. This cock could turn a
man into a god.
But I knew not of this at the time, and wouldn’t have given a toss anyway. I just
wanted to get down there and give Hector’s cock a good suck. I worked my way down; licking
the hairy chest and stomach whilst feeling Hector’s big chunky ass. I lingered just above
the pubes, brushing the cock against my cheek; licking all around the lower stomach then
moving down to chew on the curly thatch. The cock was bobbing up and down: too tempting to
resist any longer. I licked along the top, past the knob then down the tube; a few laps at
the balls then back up the shaft where the knob was taken into my mouth. Pre-cum oozed
out: another essence to be savoured: oh what strength I would have after I had my fill of
Hector. Hercules himself would be put to shame if we were to be matched one against the
other in a trial. And there was still more essence to come. I would drink every fluid this
man possessed.
But first things first: it was a fabulous cock; and I would give it a good suck
before more essence was sought. I took it all in; the big knob sliding down my throat as
Hector gently stroked the back of my head. Then slowly I pulled back, sucked the knob then
took it out: looked at its beauty before sucking again. I worked on it hard: sucking and
licking; stopping occasionally to gaze at its glory before carrying on. More essence was
taken from Hector’s sweaty bollocks as I treated myself to a few lingering licks then
returned my mouth to the cock. As I sucked, drawing out more rejuvenating pre-cum; my
hands moved up from Hector’s thighs which had been supporting me; to his big chunky ass. I
kneaded the fleshy cheeks and worked my way towards the hole: stuck a couple of fingers up
and wriggled them around. I brought the smelly fingers round to my mouth; then releasing
Hector’s cock, I licked the slimy digits and enjoyed another taste of essence: a very
tangy one indeed.
“My lord will have it all,” said Hector; impressed with my enthusiasm to drink and
taste of his essence. “You appreciate my worth, Lord Odysseus: I shall honour you with all
I can. Lean back, my lord, and open your mouth. You can keep your eyes open if you wish to
watch: my aim is true like my heart.”
I leaned back and braced myself; opened my mouth, and gazed up at the hairy hunk and
his big throbbing cock. Hector held his shaft in his hand and pointed down then squirted a
golden stream of tangy piss directly into my mouth. It tasted of bitter nectar and I
gleefully swallowed it down before moving my face so the piss washed all over me;
rejuvenating my skin and making it glow with health. What a wonderful man this was: the
sort of servant you couldn’t do without. Calypso must be an incredible specimen if he had
this sort of health treatment at his beck and call. I was very much looking forward to
making his acquaintance. But that could wait. I had more essence to swallow and with a bit
of luck to take elsewhere: Hector looked like a man that enjoyed a good fuck: and it had
been nine whole days since I had a warrior’s cock up my ass; and that was an abysmal shag.
I was in serious need of a good fucking; like the one the men gave me whilst listening to
the Sirens. Boy, did I miss those men. It was one hell of a Greek tragedy when they all
drowned.
Having bathed me with his piss; Hector raised me once more and ripped the tattered
tunic from my body. He smiled as he gazed on my rigid big cock: gave it a good grope then
manoeuvred me around to lean forwards against a palm tree. He knelt behind me and spread
my cheeks so he could gaze on my royal hole before passing more saliva type essence into
my body; this time, up my ass. Hector chewed on my butt; nipping the flesh before soothing
it with tender licks. He rimmed all around the hole, making me moan in delight; then he
fucked it with his tongue, making me cry out even more. Nine days was far too long to be
denied suck carnal pleasures.
Oh, such bliss that was; I couldn’t get enough of that particular health treatment:
I leaned on the tree and jutted out my ass, pleading with the big servant to pleasure me
more: go deeper with his tongue then try a few fingers before humping me ragged and
delivering that most special of essence deep inside my body.
Hector obliged as a good servant should, even though I wasn’t his master. I did have
a delectable bum, however, and Hector was more than happy to serve it as best he could. He
rammed his tongue up as high as possible; wriggling it around and savouring my royal
taste. As he did so, he played with my balls which were dangling between my wide parted
legs. He squeezed then gently, eliciting more moans from me: I delighted in this teasing
mild pain mixed with the ecstasy of the rimming. Then my ring was softly fingered, circled
by a tip before penetration occurred and my ass got truly frigged.
I yelled out with joy as the fingers went in and probed all around my anal wall: two
fingers at first tenderly pleasuring me; then four fingers thrusting in; frigging my ass
and turning me wild: such a joy it was to be ravaged by a big hairy man. Five minutes of
severe frigging then Hector brought it to an end: there was other essence he wanted me to
enjoy.
First he took a deep breath then blew into my royal hole; filling my rectum with
essence from his lungs. Then he repositioned me: Hector sat on the ground leaning back
onto a rock and had me stand astride him with my delectable ass in his face. He bid me,
now fully strengthened, to lean forwards and hoist his legs; parting them so I could check
out his ass and go down and have a proper taste; and a good sniff as more air based
essence was released.
It was a fabulous big hole; purple brown with a light covering of hair. I spread the
cheeks wide and gazed at the lovely sight; circled it with my finger then ran my hand up
and down the crack before sinking all the way down for a taste. My own ass was still
getting beautifully rimmed as I tongued Hector’s furry hole. Then having relaxed the
orifice, I pulled back and waited on the delivery of the next of Hector’s essence. My nose
poised over the hole so the fart would be fully absorbed.
It ripped out of him: one loud blast of warm gas with all the aroma of Hector’s ass:
sweet and putrid mixed together: a brew of questionable invigorating worth if ever there
was one; but I accepted it as part of my on going treatment. Not all remedies taste good.
I almost wilted at its potency, and for a moment thought that I had lost most of the
strength that I had just regained. But I recovered well and released my grip, lowering
Hector’s legs back to the ground.
“Lay here against this rock, my lord. Let me tend to your well being in another
fashion.”
I did as Hector asked, anxious to move on to another treatment from this most
wonderful physicians; and a few moments later Hector was beside me, tweaking on my nipples
and sucking on my cock. It was very pleasant: Hector had a very accommodating throat and
took my big ten inch shaft all the way down. I relaxed and enjoyed the blowjob; conscious
that Hector was giving none of his essence by sucking my cock, he was just having a bit of
gratuitous fun. He must have realised this as well; and restricted his oral pleasuring to
only a few minutes: perhaps concerned for his master’s wrath if he were to find out Hector
had taken such liberties.
Hector rose from my side and stood before me; parted my legs and curled me over to
position my ass in the air. Hector leaned down and gave me another quick rimming then
moved forwards to hold me in his arms and kissed me passionately on the lips.
I held on to him tightly, wrapping my arms around the hunky servant’s body, as I
felt his cock riding up and down the crack of my ass. Hector’s hand went down to grip his
cock, and positioned the glans over my twitching hole. One push and he was in me: his big
plum-like glans bullied its way passed my ring, stretching it wide and making me cry out
in ecstatic relief that once again I had a cock up my ass. Nine days was way too long for
a man such as me, to forgo his anal pleasures.
Hector halted for a second once the glans was through then pushed until his furry
balls slapped against my butt; filling me up gloriously with his throbbing meat. Hector
climbed on top of me and started to slide his big cock in and out: slow thrusts, deep into
my ever so grateful ass. Then he speeded up, fast staccato pumps with incredible force;
crushing me into the rock.
I didn’t mind in the slightest: it was all rejuvenating stuff; and Hector’s cock
felt so good after nine long days of forced abstinence: a little discomfort on my back was
neither here nor there when compared to the pleasuring that was going on up my ass. I
gazed at the big man above me; his massive chest covered in wet hair, and his bulging
biceps on his tree truck arms. Hector was holding me by the ankles as he grinded into me;
his steady rhythm punctuated with rapid bangs, sending me wild with the thrill.
I could sense his climax approaching as his thrusting gathered momentum; and
grateful as I was for the treatment he was giving me; I didn’t want it to end
pre-maturely. Thankfully, Hector pulled out just before he came and pulled me up and
wrapped me in his arms. We kissed; Hector rubbing his hand up and down my buttocks;
clearly anxious to get back in between them again. I ran my hands over the beautiful hairy
chest then moved down to feel the big hard cock, anxious as well to get it back up my ass,
but pleased none the less that Hector had shown restraint and not released his essence too
quickly. I wanted this man to fuck me long and hard; then hopefully fuck me again. I did
so enjoy having cock up my ass; nine long days were nine days too many: I was gagging for
a decent fucking.
I prised myself away and went back to the tree; leaned against it and stuck out my
ass. Hector didn’t need any formal invite: he came straight over and went back up me and
fucked me for all he was worth. Buffering myself against the tree; I took the pounding in
my stride; panting and groaning in utter delight as each mighty thrust sent shivers around
my body; and I thanked whatever god was still on my side and had seen fit to deliver me
from a watery grave onto this island where servants know exactly how to treat a master.
Hector held me by the hips as he plundered my hole. I looked over my shoulder so I
could see the man fucking me; and reached back with one hand and grabbed hold of Hector’s
ass as my own ass got thoroughly fucked.
Once again Hector fucked me until he neared his climax; then with only seconds to
spare before he released his precious essence; Hector withdrew once more and gently forced
me onto the sand; on my back so we could see each other’s expressions as the life giving
essence flowed between us. Hector pushed my legs apart and rammed his cock back in me
again; humping furiously: his heavy body banging into my delirious hole. Hector contorted
his face and he screamed as he thrust and at last reached his climax.
I felt the first blast of warm spunk shoot into my body and fill me up. It was truly
remarkable: I felt energised beyond belief: this life giving essence and this hunk of a
man who was still banging away at my ass as more jets of his spunk spurted out of him.
Then Hector suddenly pulled out; his cock dribbling with spunk and knelt astride my chest.
He grabbed hold of my head and thrust his cock at my mouth which I opened up gleefully to
welcome him in. Another blast of life giving essence exploded in my mouth to be swallowed
as the cock head forced it down. Two more blasts fired down my throat then Hector was done
with the releasing of his essence; but thankfully this stud’s cock was still good and
hard.
He pulled out of my mouth and put his cock back up my ass and gave me another good
fucking; which had no medicinal value what so ever; but I was happy to let him practice
his heeling art.
“I cannot give you any more essence, my lord,” declared Hector as he banged away at
me. “I must save myself now for my master. He must consume of me every day, and the
quantity should be much. I must rejuvenate myself so I can do my duty tonight. Please give
me your own essence that I may drink and use it.”
“No problem, Hector,” I panted. “Where would you like it?”
“On my chest, my lord; then you must feed it too me. It will not work any other
way.”
“That’s fine by me, Hector, you big stud. I might need a bit of help, though. I
assume you’re all right banging away for another ten minutes or so: that should do the
trick. Then roll over on your back and I’ll release my essence onto your most fabulous
hairy chest.”
“Certainly, my lord.”
“Excellent!”
Hector was a star: he fucked me good and hard for well over ten minutes: it was more
like half an hour before I relented and started to play seriously with my cock; jerking
myself off. Then we rolled onto our sides whilst Hector fucked away then rolled again so
Hector was on his back with me sitting on top: Hector’s cock still up my ass.
It was a stunning sight which lay under me; and that cock gently thrusting upwards
felt so good; it was a shame to bring it all to an end. But Hector needed to be fed or he
might fail his lucky master; unable to deliver his full load because I had milked him dry
without paying him back. As I clenched hard on the cock with my ass, savouring its size
and firmness, I jerked furiously at my cock and brought myself to an exquisite close. I
pointed my erupting cock at the beautiful hairy chest and fired repeated blasts all over
it.
“Thank you, my lord. A copious amount; and it looks rich. Please feed it to me
now.”
I gathered the first dollop with my right hand and placed it in Hector’s mouth.
Hector held the hand as he licked the spunky essence off. It seemed to do wonders for him;
I was sure his big cock was swelling to an even more impressive size; and he was
definitely having himself a few more gratuitous grinds which I was happy to accommodate.
The next gathered dollop, I put in my own mouth, much to Hector’s alarm; but I calmed the
big man down by stroking his handsome face and bending over to kiss him on the mouth and
feed him with my tongue. Hector responded with by grabbing my ass and thrusting good and
hard into my hole: and by all the gods, he was getting bigger: he had gained an extra inch
in length and half an inch in girth - he was filling me up a treat.
Another dollop was delivered; and Hector was away. He raised me up and flicked me
onto my back and stared banging into me hell for leather.
“More! Please, my lord; feed me more,” he screamed as he pounded viciously at my
ass.
I clawed at the hairy chest, thrilling at the amazing shafting I was getting, and
desperately sought more of my spent essence to inflame the big brute all the further. I
gathered all that was left on the tips of my fingers then pushed them into Hector’s hungry
mouth.
Hector pounded into me even harder with a cock that was now truly massive. It was
sensational; we were screaming like animals; totally lost in the fuck. I started wanking
again so that I could come once more and keep the gorgeous big hunk at it for as long as I
could. But with a look of horror on his face as he realised what he was doing, Hector came
to an abrupt halt and withdrew. Leaving me with horror on my face as well; that such an
amazing fuck could come to a pre-mature end and no essence would be exchanged as the
result of it.
“Forgive me, my lord. I knew not what I was doing. Your essence had such a profound
effect: for a moment I lost my mind. You are now fully rejuvenated; and I must save myself
for later when my master must be fed. I shall take you now to meet him.”
I brushed myself down; lingering on my rock hard cock which so wanted to come gain;
and my pulsating ass which needed much more fucking. It had been years since I felt so
good and so horny: that man and his essence had done wonders for me. It was hugely
annoying that he had ended the session; but I had no right to complain.
“Very well,” I said, accepting the situation, “I shall meet your master. Perhaps I
can join him later for dinner. Nine days without food: I’ve developed a bit of an
appetite.”
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