Caught for Love

Kyle felt like he was in a dream world, he was actually going to be trained to be a wizard. The powerful wizard Malaax was going to teach and train him in the Arts Arcane. Though he was only seventeen years old, he knew it would take him at least twenty years to become a full fledged wizard. The studies were not easy and were very mentally and physically demanding on anyone who wished to learn magic. Malaax lived in the grand city of Tameer, it was the largest city known. It boasted a population just over a million people, but with that many people living together, it gave Tameer a reputation as a very dark city. It was well known to be an ancient and cruel place, a city to delight the wealthy and exploit the poor. Kyle had heard of some of the wicked tales attributed to the ancient City of Sin. There are grand marble temples that venerated dark, sadistic gods, slave markets, public executions, and occasionally outright murder. But never the less, Kyle boosted his courage and decided that if his dream to learn magic was to come true, then off he would go to the city.

Selena was a tall dark brunette, with big brown eyes and soft, full red lips.

Marcus rolled a strand of her hair over his fingers and savored the sweet smell of her. It was important to him that a woman smelled good, especially her hair. Marcus leaned over to her and gently bit her on the nape of her neck. She moaned softly and turned to kiss him. She had large firm breasts that boasted large pointed nipples, a flat toned and tan stomach. He hungrily kissed her, gently pushing her on to the bed. His tongue probed her mouth relentlessly. He dropped to his knees and slowly began to kiss her breasts, licking his way down to her clit. The only display of pubic hair was a small dark, almost black triangular patch. It was pointing the way to her sex, her pleasure even. Not only did Marcus accept the invitation, but he aggressively began to suck and nibble on her pleasure center. The response was gasps and cries of immense pleasure from the buxom brunette. He took her to another level when he inserted a finger between her wet sex lips. He continued to suck, lick, and finger her through at least two orgasms. Selena’s cries a tribute to his skill, and each time she had a orgasm, she cried out all the louder then before. But his cock was now in desperate need of relief. His large hairy balls needed to empty themselves soon, or they felt like they would explode. Marcus slowly stood up and brushed his long blonde hair to one side, and crawled up on the bed next to her. He could feel his eight inch dick bobbing against his trim, athletic body.

“I want to fuck you hard now. You want it don’t you honey?” He whispered into her ear.

“Yes.” She breathed out in a whisper. “Please, give it to me, I want you now.” She said with barely controlled lust.

“Alright, but just remembered you asked for it.” Marcus then situated himself to face the same way, that she was lying and guided his massive meat into her pussy. He shuddered with ecstasy as he slid his cock deep, up to his big balls. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure, and as she did, her cunt tightened like a vice around his penis. He began to pump her, slowly at first then faster and faster with determined rhythm. Marcus’s own pleasure began to build steadily, his huge sack slapping against her sweaty body.

“Oh by the gods, you are so tight. I’m gonna cum hard…SHIT…YEAH…OH FUCK YEAH!” He began to feel himself shudder, and his dick began to spasm in waves of pure pleasure. Suddenly he felt his orgasm hit, as he pounded out a huge load from his quivering balls. The feeling was so enrapturing that for those few seconds he was in total bliss. He could barely hear her cries over his own voice. Slowly he came to his senses, and he still could feel his balls and dick twitching out the last drops of sperm. Selena was still whimpering in delight as he pulled his large flared head out of her, it made a slight sucking noise and she again shuddered slightly as he popped out of her completely. Marcus rolled over onto his back, sweaty and tired. His huge cock lolled to one side as he laid there trying to enjoy the last fleeting spasms of pleasure.

Selena rolled over and saw his large flaccid penis staring at her, his sack was huge containing a large beautiful pair of balls. He had a nice blonde curly patch of trimmed pubic hair just over his groin. She liked Marcus; he was young and handsome with his long wavy blonde hair. He had steel gray eyes that were full of expression; his nose was very prominent and rested on his face in a regal sort of way. He was only about eighteen or nineteen at most, and stood about five- foot- ten at a best guess. She figured he weighed about one hundred and seventy, mainly from muscle. His chest and body were clean shaven, no beard, and hardly any leg or arm hair. He had a nice build over his whole body.Even covered in sweat his defined abs glistened to further show how cut, trim, and well-defined this young man truly was. So she was shocked that this fine specimen wanted her of all prostitutes. Selena knew she was pretty and popular, one of the best out there. She had to be good to make it as a Lady of Pleasure; Tameer had no shortage of women. But this boy could’ve had anyone, shit some of the women would pay him to give them a good banging. So she really hated to have to bring up the matter of payment to him, but she needed to make a living.

“Umm…I hate to ask but, I need to get paid now. I have to go, another appointment waits. I think it’s some old alchemist…I’m not really looking forward to that one.” Selena said with a bit of a giggle.

“Sure, it’s no problem Selena. You were well worth it.” He said with a wide toothy grin. “I am going to meet a friend of mine here in the city soon, so I’ll be busy for a day or so, but I would like to meet with you again…is that ok?”

“I want to make love to you again Kyle, you are one hung stud. Ill just check by in a few days ok? Will you still be staying here?” Selena tried not to be too anxious; after all she was a professional and had been with tons of men before.

“Yeah, I like this Inn. These private rooms aren’t cheap. But I got some money saved up and already paid for this room for a whole other week.” Kyle said standing up off of the bed. Selena could not help but to stare at this young stud. His penis though flaccid, still flopped about. When he bent over his clothes to get his belt pouch, she felt herself get wet again staring at that smooth hairless ass. She could see his huge ponderous balls swinging against his thighs as he searched for his money. When he turned around, she looked the other way hoping he didn’t notice she was staring at him. She started to get dressed herself; she didn’t want to be late.

“So how much do I owe you honey?” He said playfully while watching her dress.

“I think we agreed on seven silver pieces right?” Selena said quickly pulling her dress on over her under-garments and sitting down to put her sandals on too.

“I think you are right, well here you go…seven silver pieces.” Marcus said handing her the money. She took the money and smiled at Marcus then quickly left the little room. Marcus began to hum as he got dressed to meet his friend down stairs for dinner. He was looking forward to helping Kyle find his way around the city; he hadn’t seen Kyle in ages. It was going to be a fun night Marcus thought happily.

Kyle did not think that he would ever be able to find his way to the Gelded Stallion Inn and Tavern. The city was huge and spread out, plus the sun was going to set soon. He knew one had to be careful in the daytime let alone at night. The guards at the city gate were of no help, they just laughed at him when he asked them for directions. But Esthay the goddess of luck must have been with him in his wonderings, for just as he felt like giving up…he saw it across one of the nearby plazas. It proudly displayed the rearing red-horse, the distinctive mark of the inn that he was to meet his friend Marcus at. Kyle leaped up and began to walk quickly towards the tavern. Suddenly from seemingly no-where, a big pair of burly hands grabbed him around the waist from behind and pulled him backwards. Kyle desperately tried to spin around to see, but he felt a dull shock on the back of his head, it reverberated through his skull ending in blackness.

Bran leaned against his ornate carriage and waited for the guard to return with his prize for the night. The young boy at the gate was handsome and seemingly lost in the city. So he followed the boy from a distance and waited for the right time to send his guard to reel in the catch. He told his driver and attendants to go to the Gelded Stallion until he sent for them. Thador was the perfect guard, born mute and strong, but dumb as an ox and completely loyal. Thador was a barbarian captured at the age of five, and raised as a slave guard. He showed no interest in women or men for that matter, so he was allowed to keep his manhood intact, he would be a better protector with his balls then without them. He was taught a few commands and given to Bran by his father as a present and for protection when out and about in the city.

It seemed like hours before Thador finally entered the alley carrying the unconscious youth under his arm like a package. Bran waited till Thador came to him, and then gestured for Thador to lay him down at his feet, Thador did as he was bidden, gently lying the youth on the ground at the feet of his master. He then made a gesture for Thador to tie the boy’s ankles together and his wrists as well. Bran then motioned for his guard to move up to the entrance of the alley and keep a lookout. The large armored barbarian again did as he was instructed, and moved away to keep watch. Bran looked over the unconscious youth. He had a full head of short black hair, a small delicate nose, and thin red lips. He had a dark complexion with no facial hair, but his arms were covered in dark black hair. Bran removed a knife from his jeweled black leather belt, and cut the youth’s tunic open to get a better look. Bran could hardly contain his lust as he allowed his eyes to defile the youth. He had a large thick, well-muscled chest, covered in a lot of thick black curly hair. He had strong arms and hairy armpits as well. The youth’s stomach and abs were nice and muscled sporting a virile line of black hair that vanished down into the boy’s nether regions. Bran began to feel his own heavy cock stir in desire while feasting upon this handsome god-crafted body. Slowly Bran cut open the young man’s trousers, revealing a bulging loincloth. By the gods thought Bran, this boy must have a tremendous set of genitals to be bulging out like it was. Filled with lust Bran quickly cut the loincloth away to get a good look at the proposed bulge. His heart leapt for joy at the sight of the youth’s oversized genitals. The groin area was covered in a tangled forest of black pubic hair. The young man had a large, hairy, thick cock. Bran hefted the huge tube of flesh and was amazed at its weight even soft like it was, it still felt heavy. While holding the weighty dick, Bran took a close look at the balls. The boy was not lacking there either, he had two massive nuts encased in a huge scrotum that rested on the ground and still there was excess skin wrinkled up on its self. Bran gave the boy a couple of hard slaps across the face in an effort to awaken him.

Kyle felt several stinging needles across his face, slowly he opened his eyes, and someone was in front of him. Then everything was rushing back to him, the hands, and the pain in his head. Then Kyle began to panic for as he tried to move, he realized that he was tied at the hands and feet in a dark alley. Suddenly things became worse as he discovered he was also bare-chested, and his cock and balls were hanging out of his pants. He quickly focused on the face in front of him; it was a man, yes…a young man. He was wearing a gold embroidered silk tunic, with jade green pants. He wore a gold and jade turban; he stood about six feet tall and was of a lithe build. He had a regal and handsome face covered in a trim brown goatee. His eyes were a crystal blue and topped with thick brown eyelashes. Those eyes were penetrating and sparkled with some hidden desire. The man was fair-skinned, and smelled slightly of perfume. His over-all presence was one of grace and dignity. Kyle got the distinct feeling that this man was used to giving orders that were obeyed.

“Well, I see you are awake now my young friend.” Bran said in a tone resembling concern. “My name is Bran, and I am the son of a wealthy merchant. But no other names are necessary, because after tonight we will never see each other again.”

“W-What am I doing here all tied up, and naked?” Kyle was scared and hoped that this Bran would let him go unharmed.

“Well, you are here because I want you here. You are my prize tonight, and if you behave I will let you go about your business unharmed. If you misbehave and act against my wishes, I will have my guard kill you. Are we clear on this point then?” Bran said coldly and Kyle knew that this man meant what he said.

“Yes sir.” Kyle swallowed nervously as he responded

“Good, you learn fast. I like that quality in a man. Now I suppose you are wondering why you are tied up in an alleyway with your cock and balls hanging out?”

“Um…yes I was curious sir, but I’m willing to…be-be-have so that you won’t kill me my lord.” Kyle said while carefully testing the bonds that held him. He quickly realized that these ropes were not coming off without help, so his best bet was to do what he had to get away.

“Excellent! Oh you won’t get free of those ropes, my guard is strong as an ox so just relax son. Now this is what we are going to do, pay close attention to me now boy.” Bran said while lowering himself to a squatting position inches from Kyle’s face, his breath smelled vaguely of mint.

“I want to suck your huge cock while you suck mine, then I want to fuck the living shit out of you. Remember your life will depend on your performance. If you behave and are pleasing, I let you live, cut you free and you go on with your pathetic little life.” Bran said in a very commanding voice.

“I-I-I…” Kyle stammered.

“Spit it out boy, what is it you are trying to say?” Bran said grabbing the hair on the back off Kyle’s head and exposing the boy’s large Adam’s apple.

“I don’t think I can please you my lord and I don’t want to die but I’m not gay and I’ve never had sex before…I’m a virgin.” Kyle said lowering his eyes.

“A hot boy like you has never gotten his cock wet before? Sucked on? I find this hard to believe. I can buy the part about you not being gay, but never been with a woman? I know many women who would throw themselves at your feet. Shit I took you as a prisoner just to get a chance to fuck you. I find this immensely amusing!” Bran said releasing his head and laughing loudly. “Well you had better learn tonight, I will cut you a little slack, but I better see you trying your hardest! Do we understand each other?” Bran said in a commanding voice that left no room for questions.

“Yes my lord, I wish to live and will do my best t-t-to please you.” Kyle said lowering his eyes to the ground. He could feel tears well up in his eyes but he refused to let this wicked lord see him cry.

Bran instructed Kyle to lie on his side, and he obeyed without hesitation. Bran then removed his clothing and set it all neatly in the carriage, never once taking his eyes off of Kyle. Bran had striking red hair that was long and neatly braided; he was lean and of a mildly athletic build. Bran was fully erect at about six inches and his cock jutted out from a mound of trim red pubic hair. It was not as big or as thick as Kyle’s dick, but it was still a descent sized pole. Bran’s balls were a little on the small side and pulled up tight and wrinkled against his body. He proceeded to lie next to Kyle’s muscular body with his dick near Kyle’s mouth. Bran then savagely began to lick and suck on Kyle’s monster cock. Slowly he licked up and down the large salty flaccid shaft, gently trying to cup his massive balls in one hand. Bran then began to focus on the massive cock head, licking and sucking on it. With that Kyle’s serpent sprung to life filling with blood and desire, with in seconds Kyle’s cock reared up to its full glory of nine and some odd inches. It was so thick fully erect, that Bran could barely get the whole head in his mouth let alone some of that dense shaft. He licked down the tremendous length to Kyle’s huge nuts, despite his erection his scrotum and balls were still hanging against Kyle’s lower thigh. Bran began to suck on the large pouch trying to cram just one of those balls into his mouth. Then working his way back up to that giant mushroom of a head, Bran began to suck and lick on it, concentrating on the tender sensitive area underneath the oversized cap. Bran began to hear Kyle moan, he could tell the youth liked it, but was desperately trying to let it not be known. Kyle was not doing a bad job either, he was deep-throating all six inches of Bran and the feelings were quite pleasant.

Kyle never thought that a blow-job could feel so damn good. Bran was working his cock hard and he knew he would cum soon and it would be like a volcano erupting. Kyle was not too thrilled with taking another man’s tool into his mouth, but he wanted to live…so he focused on his own pleasure and sucked away like a thoughtless machine. Bran however was like an insatiable beast, and Kyle was having trouble trying to hide his moans of pleasure. But when Bran set to work on his head he knew he was going to cum soon. Meanwhile he continued to suck away on Bran’s salty cock taking it all the way in and even occasionally licking Bran’s tight little ball sack. At one point Kyle licked right down Bran’s little nut line, licking the little crease until he heard Bran gasp in pleasure. Soon Kyle felt a wonderful pressure build in his nuts; it flooded right up his shaft, sending waves of pleasure throughout his whole body. Then it happened he felt Bran’s dick throb, and it began to spit out its venom into Kyle’s surprised throat; nearly chocking him during the process. Kyle pulled the still throbbing cock from his mouth and saw Bran’s nuts still dancing in their sack. The sour salty taste was very unpleasant. Then Kyle felt his nuts throb, the pressure in his shaft shot upwards towards the head of his cock and it erupted like a geyser. Kyle cried out loudly as wave after pleasurable wave pulsed out of his gyrating dick. The fluid gushed out of Bran’s mouth and down his chest, he pulled the huge, hot, pulsating cock from his mouth, only to be hit in the face by several more cock spasms. It took quite a bit of time before Kyle’s cock finally emptied itself of all the semen from those massive balls. Bran could see his nuts still contract and heave in their huge skin sack.

“Holy gods.” Kyle said in a weak voice. “I never knew...how...it was…you were…” He regained his composure, realizing that if this lord Bran was unhappy he would die.

“You were incredible all the way around; um…what’s your name?” Bran said standing up, his dick almost totally limp now.

“Kyle, my lord.” He said sitting up. Bran couldn’t help but notice that Kyle’s huge cock was still hard as steel as it rested against his abs. His balls were also still resting on the ground and seemed loose and ready to go at it again.

“Well Kyle, as you can see I have been pleased. So you live, but my dick has had it for tonight. So I will let you go now, goodbye.” With that he grabbed the knife walked to the alley and returned with the guard that Kyle figured knocked him out. The guard cut Kyle free and motioned for him to leave. Kyle grabbed his clothes and did what he could to cover himself and headed back out to the plaza and then to the Inn to meet his friend.

Soon they were at a table eating, laughing, and talking about old times. Marcus told him all about his encounter with Selena. Marcus on the other hand made no mention of his encounter with Bran, he didn’t like thinking about it. It was too confusing and he didn’t want his friend to think he was gay. Soon the topic of the wizard Malaax came up.

“So you know the way to his tower then Marcus?” Kyle said hoping that he indeed did know how to get there.

“Yup, he is powerful and therefore very well known. It’s not too far from here; we’ll go first thing in the morning.” Marcus said pushing his dinner plate away, and taking a swig of the spiced ale for which this place was well known for.

“I want to go ahead and get there, can we head out now?” Kyle said finishing off his own mug of ale.

“Well, we could, but it’s late and this city is dangerous at night trust me.” Marcus said in a very serious way.

“I know it is, I believe you, but I want to get there tonight. Besides you said it wasn’t far from here. C’mon man, please take me?” Kyle said in a pleading voice. Marcus could sense that his friend was not going to back down from this one.

“Ok, ok, fine…you win we’ll go there now then.” Marcus was not happy about it, but he saw that his friend really wanted to go. So together they headed out of the Inn with the painted red horse and out into the warm night air.

Marcus did in fact know the way there, and they had no trouble getting to Malaax’s Tower of Sorcery. It was a five story ivory white tower, covered in thick ivy with only a few sparse windows. The large heavy bronze doors resembled coiled dragons, and looked to be nearly impenetrable. The two young men walked across a small cobblestone courtyard, past a fountain of a nude woman; up the marble stairs to the imposing dragon doors. Then as Kyle was about to knock a woman suddenly opened the heavy looking door effortlessly.

The woman was young maybe twenty, she had braided, sandy blonde hair that gracefully draped over her shoulders. Big saucer blue eyes, that seemed to drink in all the sights around her. She had full, red lips that seemed to pout. She was a petite girl of about five-four, maybe a hundred and fifteen pounds. The white dress she wore enhanced her above average sized breasts, and her nice slim hips. She was of a fair complexion and to both the men an extremely beautiful creature.

“You must be our new apprentice, welcome Kyle.” The woman said in a friendly almost playful tone. “This must be your friend, Marcus. It is a pleasure to meet both of you. My name is Glory, and my father is expecting you both, please follow me.” Glory said as she opened the door and stood to one side. Both the men came inside and though a little puzzled, they followed after Glory. Neither man could resist staring at her ass as she walked. The place was tastefully decorated and had a very homey feel to it. Glory took them down a cedar paneled hallway to a large open library where in sat an old man.

“Father, they are here to see you now.” Glory said quietly and without waiting for an answer, she turned and left the room abruptly.

“You may both stay the night, you will share a room. Tomorrow you will say goodbye to your friend and begin your training Kyle. My house is your house and you will be a welcome member of my family, but my daughter Glory…she is off limits period. Do you understand?” The old man in the black and silver robe starred at them waiting for an answer. He had a long gray beard and wild tangled gray hair. He had a small set of spectacles that rested on his hooked nose. He looked old and very feeble, not very imposing at all.

“Yes, we…I mean I understand master.” Kyle said while fidgeting somewhat.

“Good.” Malaax said. “Now Glory will show you to your room, stay there till breakfast…goodnight.” With that Malaax lost himself into his dusty old tome. When Kyle and Marcus turned around, Glory was standing in the door smiling at the two youths. Neither one heard her come back to the door, she seemed full of surprises.

“Please follow me.” Glory said as she led the way out of the room. They walked back down the hall and turned down another hall that ended in some stairs, with a door right next to the banister. Glory opened the door for them and started to walk off.

“Goodnight Glory.” Marcus said smiling at her.

“Sweet dreams stud.” She said blowing a kiss at him and rounding the corner out of sight. The young men settled in for the night. There was only one bed, so Marcus decided to sleep on the floor. They talked a little about Glory, Malaax, and Kyle being a wizard. But finally sleep set in and both men dozed off soundly. Since Tameer had a very warm temperature year around, both men opted to sleep nude with just a sheet covering their groins.

Suddenly Kyle awoke to a pleasant sensation, his cock was has hard as steel and it was being sucked on. For a brief moment he thought about Bran, but this was better, more intense. When he saw that Glory was buck naked and giving him one hell of a blow-job, he nearly cried out in fear and pleasure.

“What the hell are you doing Glory? Your father said…Kyle was abruptly cut off in mid-sentence by Glory as she pulled his huge dick out of her warm mouth.

“I’m sucking your big dick, so shut up…and as for my father fuck him. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt.” She then proceeded to heft up his huge nuts and lick the underside of his sack, causing Kyle to moan softly.

“You shouldn’t be doing this Glory.” Kyle said making no effort to stop her though he knew that this was wrong. She ignored him and popped his huge red cock –head back into her greedy mouth. All Kyle could do was lay there and moan as she worked his dick and balls. Glory then stood up and straddled the young man; she grabbed hold of his man hood and guided it into her sopping wet pussy. Slowly she lowered herself onto that massive meat; it felt good as it stretched her pussy lips. Her whole vagina was stretched wide and the head of his cock wormed its way deep into her body. Try as she might she could not get him all the way inside of her, so she contented herself with what she had and began to ride him. Kyle was unable to talk he had never felt anything so tight, wet, hot, and ecstatic. The feeling was unbelievable, her pussy sent waves of intense pleasure that rippled from his cock throughout his whole body. As she increased the speed and rhythm he felt his body arch, and the pleasure increase, she began to moan loudly, crying out his name…Kyle she said over and over.

Marcus woke up to a sound he knew well, the sound and smell of sex. His own pecker was already aware and hard as a rock. He glanced over and watched Glory straddle his friend. Their cries of passion became unbearable, his cock quivered hungrily in response to her moans and his gasps. Finally he stood up and walked over to the couple, his cock slapping against his body, and his heavy aching with each step.

“Mind if I join in guys?” Marcus said hopefully.

“Fuck me in the ass now, now, now…I brought some lube, grease up and in.” Glory moaned. Marcus waited for a second to see what Kyle would say, but he was too caught up in his own pleasure to care. So Marcus quickly greased his dick and her ass liberally, while she tried to tame his friend’s bucking stallion. Marcus then lined the head of his large cock up to her butt-hole, and then slowly pushed his head in to her bowels. She leaned up more against Kyle’s body as he entered her from behind. She let out a cry of pain and pleasure. Soon Marcus had sunk his cock to the hilt, and it felt great. He didn’t care one bit that his balls would occasionally slap against Kyle’s nuts or even his cock. Soon the three of them developed a rhythm that was intense for all involved. Glory seemed to be totally lost in orgasmic wave after wave. Kyle was grunting as she rode him hard and he kept her perky breasts busy. And as for Marcus, that tight ass was more then his poor dick could handle. Soon he felt his cock jerk and then load after load was emptied out of his swaying balls and into her butt. He pumped his cock and dribbled onto Kyle’s sweaty balls. Kyle’s own orgasm was so intense that he felt his own body spasm uncontrollably and his cries of pleasure were louder then either of the other two. His dick erupted with such ferocity that he nearly through her to the floor. His balls shuddered in their sack anxious to spit out more of its seed. Then there was a voice it was familiar yet distant. It said nothing but yet something was heard and then the room came alive with energy…then all went dark

Kyle awoke in a poorly lit chamber, he was spread-eagled and naked on a table, there were no bonds, straps or manacles, but yet he could not move or change position. The only part he could move was his head and neck. So he glanced around the room, it was a dimly lit chamber with no windows and no furniture other then this table and one other table. He looked over to see his friend Marcus naked and also appeared to be held by the same force as he was.

“Hello? “ Kyle said trying to conceal the fear in his voice.

“Ah I see you are awake.” Kyle looked over to Malaax stepping from the shadows to the side of the table. “I told you that my daughter was off-limits, but you refused to heed my warning now you will pay the price for love or should I say lust.” Malaax said in a sinister tone that made Kyle shudder.

“She came in naked and was on me first…I-I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen.” Kyle said hoping that he would believe his story.

“I know, and she will be punished also…you see I am going to have her castrate the two of you as a punishment to the three of you. You will then be allowed to be around her all you want.” Malaax said with a spiteful grin.

“Cas-Castrate us? You mean she is going to cut my nuts off? And Marcus’s as well? I don’t want to be nutted…please no!” Kyle cried out in fear and anguish, he looked down at his large nuts and thought about how much pleasure was supposed to be ahead for him. But the thought of being neutered was truly terrifying to him.

“It’s such a shame too, you have such a large cock, its sad to think that never again will you get that to stand up. It will also begin to shrink somewhat too, especially since it won’t be able to get erect ever again. Not to mention the sack you have on you, it’ll be a shame to remove those huge virile nuts you possess. Same goes for your friend, he is also very well-endowed, such a shame to have him nutted too. I hope you enjoyed your last acts as men. More importantly I hope it will be worth the loss you are going to have.” With that Malaax opened the door and in came Glory carrying a case. It was obvious that she had been crying earlier.

“If I don’t castrate you, he’ll kill you so I have too. I don’t want to severe your man hood, but I have no choice. She began to cry and Kyle could feel the tears well in his eyes, he nodded reluctantly. She set the case on the table opened it. She removed a tight leather noose. She slipped it over his massive scrotum; it took her a little bit to tuck in his nuts. When she succeeded she slid the noose up to the neck of his heavy, hairy sack. She pulled his scrotum till the leather was flush with his body. She then looked him in the eyes and he nodded slowly. With a sudden snap of her wrist, his scrotum became a prison for his bulging balls. The pain was intense and nearly caused Kyle to black out; he saw his trapped nuts bulging in their sack, crying for him to them. All Kyle could do was watch and hope that it would be over quick. Glory then moved to Marcus and stretched his scrotum through the noose and again trapped another pair in preparation for their impending castration. When the pain in his groin registered in his brain, Marcus awoke in agony. He looked down to see his family jewels trapped and hurting, he glanced over at Kyle and then to Glory wanting an explanation.

“We are to be castrated Marcus, for disobedience.” Kyle said tearfully trying to hold back his pain and defeat.

“I don’t want to be castrated, I love sex, women, there is a girl Selena who I am going to fuck tonight…I can’t do that if I don’t have balls.” Marcus said pleadingly.

“I am sorry Marcus.” Glory said. “But I have to castrate you to save your life and you will never be able to fuck again. I’m sorry.”

“Please no Glory, please not my balls…I’ll do anything…please don’t nut us…please?” Marcus said crying letting the tears flow freely. Glory pulled a sharp knife from the leather case and walked to Marcus’s table, he desperately tried to struggle, close his legs, anything to prevent the loss of his potency. She began to cry as she rested the blade against his large nut sack, just below the noose. Slowly she sawed through his manhood, he writhed in pain as she cut into his very being. And with one last motion she felt his scrotum and balls drop into her hand. Marcus looked at the severed nuts that were only seconds ago the source of his pride and virility. They were gone now an all that remained was a dull ache, then Marcus passed out from the shock and pain.

Glory next moved to Kyle, even though his nuts must be aching, and he witnessed his friend’s castration, he sported a raging hard on. His dick seemed not to care that it’s ability to reach this state was soon going to be taken from it. She kissed his lips then slowly began to jerk his cock for him. She worked his massive thick veined shaft repeatedly increasing her strokes and grip around his bulbous head. Soon she saw him ach his back and cry out her name for the last time. She saw his trapped blue balls quiver in their huge sack and a gush of jizz shot out of his dick, forming a huge puddle on his abs. His cock continued to throb and pulse in her grip. It was such a shame, a waste that this huge penis would soon loose some of its length and girth, that it would never again stand up proud or pulse out its seed for his pleasure…such a waste Glory thought. She moved the knife to base of his still pulsing balls and began to cut through all the flesh that made Kyle a man. It seemed to take forever to remove Kyle’s massive scrotum, there was so much to cut through. Not once did he cry out in pain. And when Glory finished severing his genitals from his body, she was amazed at the pure size and vitality they were, it took both of her hands to hold the still quaking testicles. She looked over at Kyle who had passed out from the pain and the loss, already his massive cock began to go flaccid and look smaller without the weight of those big balls under it.

“Caught For Love”

Kyle felt like he was in a dream world, he was actually going to be trained to be a wizard. The powerful wizard Malaax was going to teach and train him in the Arts Arcane. Though he was only seventeen years old, he knew it would take him at least twenty years to become a full fledged wizard. The studies were not easy and were very mentally and physically demanding on anyone who wished to learn magic. Malaax lived in the grand city of Tameer, it was the largest city known. It boasted a population just over a million people, but with that many people living together, it gave Tameer a reputation as a very dark city. It was well known to be an ancient and cruel place, a city to delight the wealthy and exploit the poor. Kyle had heard of some of the wicked tales attributed to the ancient City of Sin. There are grand marble temples that venerated dark, sadistic gods, slave markets, public executions, and occasionally outright murder. But never the less, Kyle boosted his courage and decided that if his dream to learn magic was to come true, then off he would go to the city.

Selena was a tall dark brunette, with big brown eyes and soft, full red lips. Marcus rolled a strand of her hair over his fingers and savored the sweet smell of her. It was important to him that a woman smelled good, especially her hair. Marcus leaned over to her and gently bit her on the nape of her neck. She moaned softly and turned to kiss him. She had large firm breasts that boasted large pointed nipples, a flat toned and tan stomach. He hungrily kissed her, gently pushing her on to the bed. His tongue probed her mouth relentlessly. He dropped to his knees and slowly began to kiss her breasts, licking his way down to her clit. The only display of pubic hair was a small dark, almost black triangular patch. It was pointing the way to her sex, her pleasure even. Not only did Marcus accept the invitation, but he aggressively began to suck and nibble on her pleasure center. The response was gasps and cries of immense pleasure from the buxom brunette. He took her to another level when he inserted a finger between her wet sex lips. He continued to suck, lick, and finger her through at least two orgasms. Selena’s cries a tribute to his skill, and each time she had a orgasm, she cried out all the louder then before. But his cock was now in desperate need of relief. His large hairy balls needed to empty themselves soon, or they felt like they would explode. Marcus slowly stood up and brushed his long blonde hair to one side, and crawled up on the bed next to her. He could feel his eight inch dick bobbing against his trim, athletic body.

“I want to fuck you hard now. You want it don’t you honey?” He whispered into her ear.

“Yes.” She breathed out in a whisper. “Please, give it to me, I want you now.” She said with barely controlled lust.

“Alright, but just remembered you asked for it.” Marcus then situated himself to face the same way, that she was lying and guided his massive meat into her pussy. He shuddered with ecstasy as he slid his cock deep, up to his big balls. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure, and as she did, her cunt tightened like a vice around his penis. He began to pump her, slowly at first then faster and faster with determined rhythm. Marcus’s own pleasure began to build steadily, his huge sack slapping against her sweaty body.

“Oh by the gods, you are so tight. I’m gonna cum hard…SHIT…YEAH…OH FUCK YEAH!” He began to feel himself shudder, and his dick began to spasm in waves of pure pleasure. Suddenly he felt his orgasm hit, as he pounded out a huge load from his quivering balls. The feeling was so enrapturing that for those few seconds he was in total bliss. He could barely hear her cries over his own voice. Slowly he came to his senses, and he still could feel his balls and dick twitching out the last drops of sperm. Selena was still whimpering in delight as he pulled his large flared head out of her, it made a slight sucking noise and she again shuddered slightly as he popped out of her completely. Marcus rolled over onto his back, sweaty and tired. His huge cock lolled to one side as he laid there trying to enjoy the last fleeting spasms of pleasure.

Selena rolled over and saw his large flaccid penis staring at her, his sack was huge containing a large beautiful pair of balls. He had a nice blonde curly patch of trimmed pubic hair just over his groin. She liked Marcus; he was young and handsome with his long wavy blonde hair. He had steel gray eyes that were full of expression; his nose was very prominent and rested on his face in a regal sort of way. He was only about eighteen or nineteen at most, and stood about five- foot- ten at a best guess. She figured he weighed about one hundred and seventy, mainly from muscle. His chest and body were clean shaven, no beard, and hardly any leg or arm hair. He had a nice build over his whole body.Even covered in sweat his defined abs glistened to further show how cut, trim, and well-defined this young man truly was. So she was shocked that this fine specimen wanted her of all prostitutes. Selena knew she was pretty and popular, one of the best out there. She had to be good to make it as a Lady of Pleasure; Tameer had no shortage of women. But this boy could’ve had anyone, shit some of the women would pay him to give them a good banging. So she really hated to have to bring up the matter of payment to him, but she needed to make a living.

“Umm…I hate to ask but, I need to get paid now. I have to go, another appointment waits. I think it’s some old alchemist…I’m not really looking forward to that one.” Selena said with a bit of a giggle.

“Sure, it’s no problem Selena. You were well worth it.” He said with a wide toothy grin. “I am going to meet a friend of mine here in the city soon, so I’ll be busy for a day or so, but I would like to meet with you again…is that ok?”

“I want to make love to you again Kyle, you are one hung stud. Ill just check by in a few days ok? Will you still be staying here?” Selena tried not to be too anxious; after all she was a professional and had been with tons of men before.

“Yeah, I like this Inn. These private rooms aren’t cheap. But I got some money saved up and already paid for this room for a whole other week.” Kyle said standing up off of the bed. Selena could not help but to stare at this young stud. His penis though flaccid, still flopped about. When he bent over his clothes to get his belt pouch, she felt herself get wet again staring at that smooth hairless ass. She could see his huge ponderous balls swinging against his thighs as he searched for his money. When he turned around, she looked the other way hoping he didn’t notice she was staring at him. She started to get dressed herself; she didn’t want to be late.

“So how much do I owe you honey?” He said playfully while watching her dress.

“I think we agreed on seven silver pieces right?” Selena said quickly pulling her dress on over her under-garments and sitting down to put her sandals on too.

“I think you are right, well here you go…seven silver pieces.” Marcus said handing her the money. She took the money and smiled at Marcus then quickly left the little room. Marcus began to hum as he got dressed to meet his friend down stairs for dinner. He was looking forward to helping Kyle find his way around the city; he hadn’t seen Kyle in ages. It was going to be a fun night Marcus thought happily.

Kyle did not think that he would ever be able to find his way to the Gelded Stallion Inn and Tavern. The city was huge and spread out, plus the sun was going to set soon. He knew one had to be careful in the daytime let alone at night. The guards at the city gate were of no help, they just laughed at him when he asked them for directions. But Esthay the goddess of luck must have been with him in his wonderings, for just as he felt like giving up…he saw it across one of the nearby plazas. It proudly displayed the rearing red-horse, the distinctive mark of the inn that he was to meet his friend Marcus at. Kyle leaped up and began to walk quickly towards the tavern. Suddenly from seemingly no-where, a big pair of burly hands grabbed him around the waist from behind and pulled him backwards. Kyle desperately tried to spin around to see, but he felt a dull shock on the back of his head, it reverberated through his skull ending in blackness.

Bran leaned against his ornate carriage and waited for the guard to return with his prize for the night. The young boy at the gate was handsome and seemingly lost in the city. So he followed the boy from a distance and waited for the right time to send his guard to reel in the catch. He told his driver and attendants to go to the Gelded Stallion until he sent for them. Thador was the perfect guard, born mute and strong, but dumb as an ox and completely loyal. Thador was a barbarian captured at the age of five, and raised as a slave guard. He showed no interest in women or men for that matter, so he was allowed to keep his manhood intact, he would be a better protector with his balls then without them. He was taught a few commands and given to Bran by his father as a present and for protection when out and about in the city.

It seemed like hours before Thador finally entered the alley carrying the unconscious youth under his arm like a package. Bran waited till Thador came to him, and then gestured for Thador to lay him down at his feet, Thador did as he was bidden, gently lying the youth on the ground at the feet of his master. He then made a gesture for Thador to tie the boy’s ankles together and his wrists as well. Bran then motioned for his guard to move up to the entrance of the alley and keep a lookout. The large armored barbarian again did as he was instructed, and moved away to keep watch. Bran looked over the unconscious youth. He had a full head of short black hair, a small delicate nose, and thin red lips. He had a dark complexion with no facial hair, but his arms were covered in dark black hair. Bran removed a knife from his jeweled black leather belt, and cut the youth’s tunic open to get a better look. Bran could hardly contain his lust as he allowed his eyes to defile the youth. He had a large thick, well-muscled chest, covered in a lot of thick black curly hair. He had strong arms and hairy armpits as well. The youth’s stomach and abs were nice and muscled sporting a virile line of black hair that vanished down into the boy’s nether regions. Bran began to feel his own heavy cock stir in desire while feasting upon this handsome god-crafted body. Slowly Bran cut open the young man’s trousers, revealing a bulging loincloth. By the gods thought Bran, this boy must have a tremendous set of genitals to be bulging out like it was. Filled with lust Bran quickly cut the loincloth away to get a good look at the proposed bulge. His heart leapt for joy at the sight of the youth’s oversized genitals. The groin area was covered in a tangled forest of black pubic hair. The young man had a large, hairy, thick cock. Bran hefted the huge tube of flesh and was amazed at its weight even soft like it was, it still felt heavy. While holding the weighty dick, Bran took a close look at the balls. The boy was not lacking there either, he had two massive nuts encased in a huge scrotum that rested on the ground and still there was excess skin wrinkled up on its self. Bran gave the boy a couple of hard slaps across the face in an effort to awaken him.

Kyle felt several stinging needles across his face, slowly he opened his eyes, and someone was in front of him. Then everything was rushing back to him, the hands, and the pain in his head. Then Kyle began to panic for as he tried to move, he realized that he was tied at the hands and feet in a dark alley. Suddenly things became worse as he discovered he was also bare-chested, and his cock and balls were hanging out of his pants. He quickly focused on the face in front of him; it was a man, yes…a young man. He was wearing a gold embroidered silk tunic, with jade green pants. He wore a gold and jade turban; he stood about six feet tall and was of a lithe build. He had a regal and handsome face covered in a trim brown goatee. His eyes were a crystal blue and topped with thick brown eyelashes. Those eyes were penetrating and sparkled with some hidden desire. The man was fair-skinned, and smelled slightly of perfume. His over-all presence was one of grace and dignity. Kyle got the distinct feeling that this man was used to giving orders that were obeyed.

“Well, I see you are awake now my young friend.” Bran said in a tone resembling concern. “My name is Bran, and I am the son of a wealthy merchant. But no other names are necessary, because after tonight we will never see each other again.”

“W-What am I doing here all tied up, and naked?” Kyle was scared and hoped that this Bran would let him go unharmed.

“Well, you are here because I want you here. You are my prize tonight, and if you behave I will let you go about your business unharmed. If you misbehave and act against my wishes, I will have my guard kill you. Are we clear on this point then?” Bran said coldly and Kyle knew that this man meant what he said.

“Yes sir.” Kyle swallowed nervously as he responded

“Good, you learn fast. I like that quality in a man. Now I suppose you are wondering why you are tied up in an alleyway with your cock and balls hanging out?”

“Um…yes I was curious sir, but I’m willing to…be-be-have so that you won’t kill me my lord.” Kyle said while carefully testing the bonds that held him. He quickly realized that these ropes were not coming off without help, so his best bet was to do what he had to get away.

“Excellent! Oh you won’t get free of those ropes, my guard is strong as an ox so just relax son. Now this is what we are going to do, pay close attention to me now boy.” Bran said while lowering himself to a squatting position inches from Kyle’s face, his breath smelled vaguely of mint.

“I want to suck your huge cock while you suck mine, then I want to fuck the living shit out of you. Remember your life will depend on your performance. If you behave and are pleasing, I let you live, cut you free and you go on with your pathetic little life.” Bran said in a very commanding voice.

“I-I-I…” Kyle stammered.

“Spit it out boy, what is it you are trying to say?” Bran said grabbing the hair on the back off Kyle’s head and exposing the boy’s large Adam’s apple.

“I don’t think I can please you my lord and I don’t want to die but I’m not gay and I’ve never had sex before…I’m a virgin.” Kyle said lowering his eyes.

“A hot boy like you has never gotten his cock wet before? Sucked on? I find this hard to believe. I can buy the part about you not being gay, but never been with a woman? I know many women who would throw themselves at your feet. Shit I took you as a prisoner just to get a chance to fuck you. I find this immensely amusing!” Bran said releasing his head and laughing loudly. “Well you had better learn tonight, I will cut you a little slack, but I better see you trying your hardest! Do we understand each other?” Bran said in a commanding voice that left no room for questions.

“Yes my lord, I wish to live and will do my best t-t-to please you.” Kyle said lowering his eyes to the ground. He could feel tears well up in his eyes but he refused to let this wicked lord see him cry.

Bran instructed Kyle to lie on his side, and he obeyed without hesitation. Bran then removed his clothing and set it all neatly in the carriage, never once taking his eyes off of Kyle. Bran had striking red hair that was long and neatly braided; he was lean and of a mildly athletic build. Bran was fully erect at about six inches and his cock jutted out from a mound of trim red pubic hair. It was not as big or as thick as Kyle’s dick, but it was still a descent sized pole. Bran’s balls were a little on the small side and pulled up tight and wrinkled against his body. He proceeded to lie next to Kyle’s muscular body with his dick near Kyle’s mouth. Bran then savagely began to lick and suck on Kyle’s monster cock. Slowly he licked up and down the large salty flaccid shaft, gently trying to cup his massive balls in one hand. Bran then began to focus on the massive cock head, licking and sucking on it. With that Kyle’s serpent sprung to life filling with blood and desire, with in seconds Kyle’s cock reared up to its full glory of nine and some odd inches. It was so thick fully erect, that Bran could barely get the whole head in his mouth let alone some of that dense shaft. He licked down the tremendous length to Kyle’s huge nuts, despite his erection his scrotum and balls were still hanging against Kyle’s lower thigh. Bran began to suck on the large pouch trying to cram just one of those balls into his mouth. Then working his way back up to that giant mushroom of a head, Bran began to suck and lick on it, concentrating on the tender sensitive area underneath the oversized cap. Bran began to hear Kyle moan, he could tell the youth liked it, but was desperately trying to let it not be known. Kyle was not doing a bad job either, he was deep-throating all six inches of Bran and the feelings were quite pleasant.

Kyle never thought that a blow-job could feel so damn good. Bran was working his cock hard and he knew he would cum soon and it would be like a volcano erupting. Kyle was not too thrilled with taking another man’s tool into his mouth, but he wanted to live…so he focused on his own pleasure and sucked away like a thoughtless machine. Bran however was like an insatiable beast, and Kyle was having trouble trying to hide his moans of pleasure. But when Bran set to work on his head he knew he was going to cum soon. Meanwhile he continued to suck away on Bran’s salty cock taking it all the way in and even occasionally licking Bran’s tight little ball sack. At one point Kyle licked right down Bran’s little nut line, licking the little crease until he heard Bran gasp in pleasure. Soon Kyle felt a wonderful pressure build in his nuts; it flooded right up his shaft, sending waves of pleasure throughout his whole body. Then it happened he felt Bran’s dick throb, and it began to spit out its venom into Kyle’s surprised throat; nearly chocking him during the process. Kyle pulled the still throbbing cock from his mouth and saw Bran’s nuts still dancing in their sack. The sour salty taste was very unpleasant. Then Kyle felt his nuts throb, the pressure in his shaft shot upwards towards the head of his cock and it erupted like a geyser. Kyle cried out loudly as wave after pleasurable wave pulsed out of his gyrating dick. The fluid gushed out of Bran’s mouth and down his chest, he pulled the huge, hot, pulsating cock from his mouth, only to be hit in the face by several more cock spasms. It took quite a bit of time before Kyle’s cock finally emptied itself of all the semen from those massive balls. Bran could see his nuts still contract and heave in their huge skin sack.

“Holy gods.” Kyle said in a weak voice. “I never knew...how...it was…you were…” He regained his composure, realizing that if this lord Bran was unhappy he would die.

“You were incredible all the way around; um…what’s your name?” Bran said standing up, his dick almost totally limp now.

“Kyle, my lord.” He said sitting up. Bran couldn’t help but notice that Kyle’s huge cock was still hard as steel as it rested against his abs. His balls were also still resting on the ground and seemed loose and ready to go at it again.

“Well Kyle, as you can see I have been pleased. So you live, but my dick has had it for tonight. So I will let you go now, goodbye.” With that he grabbed the knife walked to the alley and returned with the guard that Kyle figured knocked him out. The guard cut Kyle free and motioned for him to leave. Kyle grabbed his clothes and did what he could to cover himself and headed back out to the plaza and then to the Inn to meet his friend.

Soon they were at a table eating, laughing, and talking about old times. Marcus told him all about his encounter with Selena. Marcus on the other hand made no mention of his encounter with Bran, he didn’t like thinking about it. It was too confusing and he didn’t want his friend to think he was gay. Soon the topic of the wizard Malaax came up.

“So you know the way to his tower then Marcus?” Kyle said hoping that he indeed did know how to get there.

“Yup, he is powerful and therefore very well known. It’s not too far from here; we’ll go first thing in the morning.” Marcus said pushing his dinner plate away, and taking a swig of the spiced ale for which this place was well known for.

“I want to go ahead and get there, can we head out now?” Kyle said finishing off his own mug of ale.

“Well, we could, but it’s late and this city is dangerous at night trust me.” Marcus said in a very serious way.

“I know it is, I believe you, but I want to get there tonight. Besides you said it wasn’t far from here. C’mon man, please take me?” Kyle said in a pleading voice. Marcus could sense that his friend was not going to back down from this one.

“Ok, ok, fine…you win we’ll go there now then.” Marcus was not happy about it, but he saw that his friend really wanted to go. So together they headed out of the Inn with the painted red horse and out into the warm night air.

Marcus did in fact know the way there, and they had no trouble getting to Malaax’s Tower of Sorcery. It was a five story ivory white tower, covered in thick ivy with only a few sparse windows. The large heavy bronze doors resembled coiled dragons, and looked to be nearly impenetrable. The two young men walked across a small cobblestone courtyard, past a fountain of a nude woman; up the marble stairs to the imposing dragon doors. Then as Kyle was about to knock a woman suddenly opened the heavy looking door effortlessly.

The woman was young maybe twenty, she had braided, sandy blonde hair that gracefully draped over her shoulders. Big saucer blue eyes, that seemed to drink in all the sights around her. She had full, red lips that seemed to pout. She was a petite girl of about five-four, maybe a hundred and fifteen pounds. The white dress she wore enhanced her above average sized breasts, and her nice slim hips. She was of a fair complexion and to both the men an extremely beautiful creature.

“You must be our new apprentice, welcome Kyle.” The woman said in a friendly almost playful tone. “This must be your friend, Marcus. It is a pleasure to meet both of you. My name is Glory, and my father is expecting you both, please follow me.” Glory said as she opened the door and stood to one side. Both the men came inside and though a little puzzled, they followed after Glory. Neither man could resist staring at her ass as she walked. The place was tastefully decorated and had a very homey feel to it. Glory took them down a cedar paneled hallway to a large open library where in sat an old man.

“Father, they are here to see you now.” Glory said quietly and without waiting for an answer, she turned and left the room abruptly.

“You may both stay the night, you will share a room. Tomorrow you will say goodbye to your friend and begin your training Kyle. My house is your house and you will be a welcome member of my family, but my daughter Glory…she is off limits period. Do you understand?” The old man in the black and silver robe starred at them waiting for an answer. He had a long gray beard and wild tangled gray hair. He had a small set of spectacles that rested on his hooked nose. He looked old and very feeble, not very imposing at all.

“Yes, we…I mean I understand master.” Kyle said while fidgeting somewhat.

“Good.” Malaax said. “Now Glory will show you to your room, stay there till breakfast…goodnight.” With that Malaax lost himself into his dusty old tome. When Kyle and Marcus turned around, Glory was standing in the door smiling at the two youths. Neither one heard her come back to the door, she seemed full of surprises.

“Please follow me.” Glory said as she led the way out of the room. They walked back down the hall and turned down another hall that ended in some stairs, with a door right next to the banister. Glory opened the door for them and started to walk off.

“Goodnight Glory.” Marcus said smiling at her.

“Sweet dreams stud.” She said blowing a kiss at him and rounding the corner out of sight. The young men settled in for the night. There was only one bed, so Marcus decided to sleep on the floor. They talked a little about Glory, Malaax, and Kyle being a wizard. But finally sleep set in and both men dozed off soundly. Since Tameer had a very warm temperature year around, both men opted to sleep nude with just a sheet covering their groins.

Suddenly Kyle awoke to a pleasant sensation, his cock was has hard as steel and it was being sucked on. For a brief moment he thought about Bran, but this was better, more intense. When he saw that Glory was buck naked and giving him one hell of a blow-job, he nearly cried out in fear and pleasure.

“What the hell are you doing Glory? Your father said…Kyle was abruptly cut off in mid-sentence by Glory as she pulled his huge dick out of her warm mouth.

“I’m sucking your big dick, so shut up…and as for my father fuck him. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt.” She then proceeded to heft up his huge nuts and lick the underside of his sack, causing Kyle to moan softly.

“You shouldn’t be doing this Glory.” Kyle said making no effort to stop her though he knew that this was wrong. She ignored him and popped his huge red cock –head back into her greedy mouth. All Kyle could do was lay there and moan as she worked his dick and balls. Glory then stood up and straddled the young man; she grabbed hold of his man hood and guided it into her sopping wet pussy. Slowly she lowered herself onto that massive meat; it felt good as it stretched her pussy lips. Her whole vagina was stretched wide and the head of his cock wormed its way deep into her body. Try as she might she could not get him all the way inside of her, so she contented herself with what she had and began to ride him. Kyle was unable to talk he had never felt anything so tight, wet, hot, and ecstatic. The feeling was unbelievable, her pussy sent waves of intense pleasure that rippled from his cock throughout his whole body. As she increased the speed and rhythm he felt his body arch, and the pleasure increase, she began to moan loudly, crying out his name…Kyle she said over and over.

Marcus woke up to a sound he knew well, the sound and smell of sex. His own pecker was already aware and hard as a rock. He glanced over and watched Glory straddle his friend. Their cries of passion became unbearable, his cock quivered hungrily in response to her moans and his gasps. Finally he stood up and walked over to the couple, his cock slapping against his body, and his heavy aching with each step.

“Mind if I join in guys?” Marcus said hopefully.

“Fuck me in the ass now, now, now…I brought some lube, grease up and in.” Glory moaned. Marcus waited for a second to see what Kyle would say, but he was too caught up in his own pleasure to care. So Marcus quickly greased his dick and her ass liberally, while she tried to tame his friend’s bucking stallion. Marcus then lined the head of his large cock up to her butt-hole, and then slowly pushed his head in to her bowels. She leaned up more against Kyle’s body as he entered her from behind. She let out a cry of pain and pleasure. Soon Marcus had sunk his cock to the hilt, and it felt great. He didn’t care one bit that his balls would occasionally slap against Kyle’s nuts or even his cock. Soon the three of them developed a rhythm that was intense for all involved. Glory seemed to be totally lost in orgasmic wave after wave. Kyle was grunting as she rode him hard and he kept her perky breasts busy. And as for Marcus, that tight ass was more then his poor dick could handle. Soon he felt his cock jerk and then load after load was emptied out of his swaying balls and into her butt. He pumped his cock and dribbled onto Kyle’s sweaty balls. Kyle’s own orgasm was so intense that he felt his own body spasm uncontrollably and his cries of pleasure were louder then either of the other two. His dick erupted with such ferocity that he nearly through her to the floor. His balls shuddered in their sack anxious to spit out more of its seed. Then there was a voice it was familiar yet distant. It said nothing but yet something was heard and then the room came alive with energy…then all went dark

Kyle awoke in a poorly lit chamber, he was spread-eagled and naked on a table, there were no bonds, straps or manacles, but yet he could not move or change position. The only part he could move was his head and neck. So he glanced around the room, it was a dimly lit chamber with no windows and no furniture other then this table and one other table. He looked over to see his friend Marcus naked and also appeared to be held by the same force as he was.

“Hello? “ Kyle said trying to conceal the fear in his voice.

“Ah I see you are awake.” Kyle looked over to Malaax stepping from the shadows to the side of the table. “I told you that my daughter was off-limits, but you refused to heed my warning now you will pay the price for love or should I say lust.” Malaax said in a sinister tone that made Kyle shudder.

“She came in naked and was on me first…I-I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen.” Kyle said hoping that he would believe his story.

“I know, and she will be punished also…you see I am going to have her castrate the two of you as a punishment to the three of you. You will then be allowed to be around her all you want.” Malaax said with a spiteful grin.

“Cas-Castrate us? You mean she is going to cut my nuts off? And Marcus’s as well? I don’t want to be nutted…please no!” Kyle cried out in fear and anguish, he looked down at his large nuts and thought about how much pleasure was supposed to be ahead for him. But the thought of being neutered was truly terrifying to him.

“It’s such a shame too, you have such a large cock, its sad to think that never again will you get that to stand up. It will also begin to shrink somewhat too, especially since it won’t be able to get erect ever again. Not to mention the sack you have on you, it’ll be a shame to remove those huge virile nuts you possess. Same goes for your friend, he is also very well-endowed, such a shame to have him nutted too. I hope you enjoyed your last acts as men. More importantly I hope it will be worth the loss you are going to have.” With that Malaax opened the door and in came Glory carrying a case. It was obvious that she had been crying earlier.

“If I don’t castrate you, he’ll kill you so I have too. I don’t want to severe your man hood, but I have no choice. She began to cry and Kyle could feel the tears well in his eyes, he nodded reluctantly. She set the case on the table opened it. She removed a tight leather noose. She slipped it over his massive scrotum; it took her a little bit to tuck in his nuts. When she succeeded she slid the noose up to the neck of his heavy, hairy sack. She pulled his scrotum till the leather was flush with his body. She then looked him in the eyes and he nodded slowly. With a sudden snap of her wrist, his scrotum became a prison for his bulging balls. The pain was intense and nearly caused Kyle to black out; he saw his trapped nuts bulging in their sack, crying for him to them. All Kyle could do was watch and hope that it would be over quick. Glory then moved to Marcus and stretched his scrotum through the noose and again trapped another pair in preparation for their impending castration. When the pain in his groin registered in his brain, Marcus awoke in agony. He looked down to see his family jewels trapped and hurting, he glanced over at Kyle and then to Glory wanting an explanation.

“We are to be castrated Marcus, for disobedience.” Kyle said tearfully trying to hold back his pain and defeat.

“I don’t want to be castrated, I love sex, women, there is a girl Selena who I am going to fuck tonight…I can’t do that if I don’t have balls.” Marcus said pleadingly.

“I am sorry Marcus.” Glory said. “But I have to castrate you to save your life and you will never be able to fuck again. I’m sorry.”

“Please no Glory, please not my balls…I’ll do anything…please don’t nut us…please?” Marcus said crying letting the tears flow freely. Glory pulled a sharp knife from the leather case and walked to Marcus’s table, he desperately tried to struggle, close his legs, anything to prevent the loss of his potency. She began to cry as she rested the blade against his large nut sack, just below the noose. Slowly she sawed through his manhood, he writhed in pain as she cut into his very being. And with one last motion she felt his scrotum and balls drop into her hand. Marcus looked at the severed nuts that were only seconds ago the source of his pride and virility. They were gone now an all that remained was a dull ache, then Marcus passed out from the shock and pain.

Glory next moved to Kyle, even though his nuts must be aching, and he witnessed his friend’s castration, he sported a raging hard on. His dick seemed not to care that it’s ability to reach this state was soon going to be taken from it. She kissed his lips then slowly began to jerk his cock for him. She worked his massive thick veined shaft repeatedly increasing her strokes and grip around his bulbous head. Soon she saw him ach his back and cry out her name for the last time. She saw his trapped blue balls quiver in their huge sack and a gush of jizz shot out of his dick, forming a huge puddle on his abs. His cock continued to throb and pulse in her grip. It was such a shame, a waste that this huge penis would soon loose some of its length and girth, that it would never again stand up proud or pulse out its seed for his pleasure…such a waste Glory thought. She moved the knife to base of his still pulsing balls and began to cut through all the flesh that made Kyle a man. It seemed to take forever to remove Kyle’s massive scrotum, there was so much to cut through. Not once did he cry out in pain. And when Glory finished severing his genitals from his body, she was amazed at the pure size and vitality they were, it took both of her hands to hold the still quaking testicles. She looked over at Kyle who had passed out from the pain and the loss, already his massive cock began to go flaccid and look smaller without the weight of those big balls under it.

“Caught For Love”

Kyle felt like he was in a dream world, he was actually going to be trained to be a wizard. The powerful wizard Malaax was going to teach and train him in the Arts Arcane. Though he was only seventeen years old, he knew it would take him at least twenty years to become a full fledged wizard. The studies were not easy and were very mentally and physically demanding on anyone who wished to learn magic. Malaax lived in the grand city of Tameer, it was the largest city known. It boasted a population just over a million people, but with that many people living together, it gave Tameer a reputation as a very dark city. It was well known to be an ancient and cruel place, a city to delight the wealthy and exploit the poor. Kyle had heard of some of the wicked tales attributed to the ancient City of Sin. There are grand marble temples that venerated dark, sadistic gods, slave markets, public executions, and occasionally outright murder. But never the less, Kyle boosted his courage and decided that if his dream to learn magic was to come true, then off he would go to the city.

Selena was a tall dark brunette, with big brown eyes and soft, full red lips. Marcus rolled a strand of her hair over his fingers and savored the sweet smell of her. It was important to him that a woman smelled good, especially her hair. Marcus leaned over to her and gently bit her on the nape of her neck. She moaned softly and turned to kiss him. She had large firm breasts that boasted large pointed nipples, a flat toned and tan stomach. He hungrily kissed her, gently pushing her on to the bed. His tongue probed her mouth relentlessly. He dropped to his knees and slowly began to kiss her breasts, licking his way down to her clit. The only display of pubic hair was a small dark, almost black triangular patch. It was pointing the way to her sex, her pleasure even. Not only did Marcus accept the invitation, but he aggressively began to suck and nibble on her pleasure center. The response was gasps and cries of immense pleasure from the buxom brunette. He took her to another level when he inserted a finger between her wet sex lips. He continued to suck, lick, and finger her through at least two orgasms. Selena’s cries a tribute to his skill, and each time she had a orgasm, she cried out all the louder then before. But his cock was now in desperate need of relief. His large hairy balls needed to empty themselves soon, or they felt like they would explode. Marcus slowly stood up and brushed his long blonde hair to one side, and crawled up on the bed next to her. He could feel his eight inch dick bobbing against his trim, athletic body.

“I want to fuck you hard now. You want it don’t you honey?” He whispered into her ear.

“Yes.” She breathed out in a whisper. “Please, give it to me, I want you now.” She said with barely controlled lust.

“Alright, but just remembered you asked for it.” Marcus then situated himself to face the same way, that she was lying and guided his massive meat into her pussy. He shuddered with ecstasy as he slid his cock deep, up to his big balls. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure, and as she did, her cunt tightened like a vice around his penis. He began to pump her, slowly at first then faster and faster with determined rhythm. Marcus’s own pleasure began to build steadily, his huge sack slapping against her sweaty body.

“Oh by the gods, you are so tight. I’m gonna cum hard…SHIT…YEAH…OH FUCK YEAH!” He began to feel himself shudder, and his dick began to spasm in waves of pure pleasure. Suddenly he felt his orgasm hit, as he pounded out a huge load from his quivering balls. The feeling was so enrapturing that for those few seconds he was in total bliss. He could barely hear her cries over his own voice. Slowly he came to his senses, and he still could feel his balls and dick twitching out the last drops of sperm. Selena was still whimpering in delight as he pulled his large flared head out of her, it made a slight sucking noise and she again shuddered slightly as he popped out of her completely. Marcus rolled over onto his back, sweaty and tired. His huge cock lolled to one side as he laid there trying to enjoy the last fleeting spasms of pleasure.

Selena rolled over and saw his large flaccid penis staring at her, his sack was huge containing a large beautiful pair of balls. He had a nice blonde curly patch of trimmed pubic hair just over his groin. She liked Marcus; he was young and handsome with his long wavy blonde hair. He had steel gray eyes that were full of expression; his nose was very prominent and rested on his face in a regal sort of way. He was only about eighteen or nineteen at most, and stood about five- foot- ten at a best guess. She figured he weighed about one hundred and seventy, mainly from muscle. His chest and body were clean shaven, no beard, and hardly any leg or arm hair. He had a nice build over his whole body.Even covered in sweat his defined abs glistened to further show how cut, trim, and well-defined this young man truly was. So she was shocked that this fine specimen wanted her of all prostitutes. Selena knew she was pretty and popular, one of the best out there. She had to be good to make it as a Lady of Pleasure; Tameer had no shortage of women. But this boy could’ve had anyone, shit some of the women would pay him to give them a good banging. So she really hated to have to bring up the matter of payment to him, but she needed to make a living.

“Umm…I hate to ask but, I need to get paid now. I have to go, another appointment waits. I think it’s some old alchemist…I’m not really looking forward to that one.” Selena said with a bit of a giggle.

“Sure, it’s no problem Selena. You were well worth it.” He said with a wide toothy grin. “I am going to meet a friend of mine here in the city soon, so I’ll be busy for a day or so, but I would like to meet with you again…is that ok?”

“I want to make love to you again Kyle, you are one hung stud. Ill just check by in a few days ok? Will you still be staying here?” Selena tried not to be too anxious; after all she was a professional and had been with tons of men before.

“Yeah, I like this Inn. These private rooms aren’t cheap. But I got some money saved up and already paid for this room for a whole other week.” Kyle said standing up off of the bed. Selena could not help but to stare at this young stud. His penis though flaccid, still flopped about. When he bent over his clothes to get his belt pouch, she felt herself get wet again staring at that smooth hairless ass. She could see his huge ponderous balls swinging against his thighs as he searched for his money. When he turned around, she looked the other way hoping he didn’t notice she was staring at him. She started to get dressed herself; she didn’t want to be late.

“So how much do I owe you honey?” He said playfully while watching her dress.

“I think we agreed on seven silver pieces right?” Selena said quickly pulling her dress on over her under-garments and sitting down to put her sandals on too.

“I think you are right, well here you go…seven silver pieces.” Marcus said handing her the money. She took the money and smiled at Marcus then quickly left the little room. Marcus began to hum as he got dressed to meet his friend down stairs for dinner. He was looking forward to helping Kyle find his way around the city; he hadn’t seen Kyle in ages. It was going to be a fun night Marcus thought happily.

Kyle did not think that he would ever be able to find his way to the Gelded Stallion Inn and Tavern. The city was huge and spread out, plus the sun was going to set soon. He knew one had to be careful in the daytime let alone at night. The guards at the city gate were of no help, they just laughed at him when he asked them for directions. But Esthay the goddess of luck must have been with him in his wonderings, for just as he felt like giving up…he saw it across one of the nearby plazas. It proudly displayed the rearing red-horse, the distinctive mark of the inn that he was to meet his friend Marcus at. Kyle leaped up and began to walk quickly towards the tavern. Suddenly from seemingly no-where, a big pair of burly hands grabbed him around the waist from behind and pulled him backwards. Kyle desperately tried to spin around to see, but he felt a dull shock on the back of his head, it reverberated through his skull ending in blackness.

Bran leaned against his ornate carriage and waited for the guard to return with his prize for the night. The young boy at the gate was handsome and seemingly lost in the city. So he followed the boy from a distance and waited for the right time to send his guard to reel in the catch. He told his driver and attendants to go to the Gelded Stallion until he sent for them. Thador was the perfect guard, born mute and strong, but dumb as an ox and completely loyal. Thador was a barbarian captured at the age of five, and raised as a slave guard. He showed no interest in women or men for that matter, so he was allowed to keep his manhood intact, he would be a better protector with his balls then without them. He was taught a few commands and given to Bran by his father as a present and for protection when out and about in the city.

It seemed like hours before Thador finally entered the alley carrying the unconscious youth under his arm like a package. Bran waited till Thador came to him, and then gestured for Thador to lay him down at his feet, Thador did as he was bidden, gently lying the youth on the ground at the feet of his master. He then made a gesture for Thador to tie the boy’s ankles together and his wrists as well. Bran then motioned for his guard to move up to the entrance of the alley and keep a lookout. The large armored barbarian again did as he was instructed, and moved away to keep watch. Bran looked over the unconscious youth. He had a full head of short black hair, a small delicate nose, and thin red lips. He had a dark complexion with no facial hair, but his arms were covered in dark black hair. Bran removed a knife from his jeweled black leather belt, and cut the youth’s tunic open to get a better look. Bran could hardly contain his lust as he allowed his eyes to defile the youth. He had a large thick, well-muscled chest, covered in a lot of thick black curly hair. He had strong arms and hairy armpits as well. The youth’s stomach and abs were nice and muscled sporting a virile line of black hair that vanished down into the boy’s nether regions. Bran began to feel his own heavy cock stir in desire while feasting upon this handsome god-crafted body. Slowly Bran cut open the young man’s trousers, revealing a bulging loincloth. By the gods thought Bran, this boy must have a tremendous set of genitals to be bulging out like it was. Filled with lust Bran quickly cut the loincloth away to get a good look at the proposed bulge. His heart leapt for joy at the sight of the youth’s oversized genitals. The groin area was covered in a tangled forest of black pubic hair. The young man had a large, hairy, thick cock. Bran hefted the huge tube of flesh and was amazed at its weight even soft like it was, it still felt heavy. While holding the weighty dick, Bran took a close look at the balls. The boy was not lacking there either, he had two massive nuts encased in a huge scrotum that rested on the ground and still there was excess skin wrinkled up on its self. Bran gave the boy a couple of hard slaps across the face in an effort to awaken him.

Kyle felt several stinging needles across his face, slowly he opened his eyes, and someone was in front of him. Then everything was rushing back to him, the hands, and the pain in his head. Then Kyle began to panic for as he tried to move, he realized that he was tied at the hands and feet in a dark alley. Suddenly things became worse as he discovered he was also bare-chested, and his cock and balls were hanging out of his pants. He quickly focused on the face in front of him; it was a man, yes…a young man. He was wearing a gold embroidered silk tunic, with jade green pants. He wore a gold and jade turban; he stood about six feet tall and was of a lithe build. He had a regal and handsome face covered in a trim brown goatee. His eyes were a crystal blue and topped with thick brown eyelashes. Those eyes were penetrating and sparkled with some hidden desire. The man was fair-skinned, and smelled slightly of perfume. His over-all presence was one of grace and dignity. Kyle got the distinct feeling that this man was used to giving orders that were obeyed.

“Well, I see you are awake now my young friend.” Bran said in a tone resembling concern. “My name is Bran, and I am the son of a wealthy merchant. But no other names are necessary, because after tonight we will never see each other again.”

“W-What am I doing here all tied up, and naked?” Kyle was scared and hoped that this Bran would let him go unharmed.

“Well, you are here because I want you here. You are my prize tonight, and if you behave I will let you go about your business unharmed. If you misbehave and act against my wishes, I will have my guard kill you. Are we clear on this point then?” Bran said coldly and Kyle knew that this man meant what he said.

“Yes sir.” Kyle swallowed nervously as he responded

“Good, you learn fast. I like that quality in a man. Now I suppose you are wondering why you are tied up in an alleyway with your cock and balls hanging out?”

“Um…yes I was curious sir, but I’m willing to…be-be-have so that you won’t kill me my lord.” Kyle said while carefully testing the bonds that held him. He quickly realized that these ropes were not coming off without help, so his best bet was to do what he had to get away.

“Excellent! Oh you won’t get free of those ropes, my guard is strong as an ox so just relax son. Now this is what we are going to do, pay close attention to me now boy.” Bran said while lowering himself to a squatting position inches from Kyle’s face, his breath smelled vaguely of mint.

“I want to suck your huge cock while you suck mine, then I want to fuck the living shit out of you. Remember your life will depend on your performance. If you behave and are pleasing, I let you live, cut you free and you go on with your pathetic little life.” Bran said in a very commanding voice.

“I-I-I…” Kyle stammered.

“Spit it out boy, what is it you are trying to say?” Bran said grabbing the hair on the back off Kyle’s head and exposing the boy’s large Adam’s apple.

“I don’t think I can please you my lord and I don’t want to die but I’m not gay and I’ve never had sex before…I’m a virgin.” Kyle said lowering his eyes.

“A hot boy like you has never gotten his cock wet before? Sucked on? I find this hard to believe. I can buy the part about you not being gay, but never been with a woman? I know many women who would throw themselves at your feet. Shit I took you as a prisoner just to get a chance to fuck you. I find this immensely amusing!” Bran said releasing his head and laughing loudly. “Well you had better learn tonight, I will cut you a little slack, but I better see you trying your hardest! Do we understand each other?” Bran said in a commanding voice that left no room for questions.

“Yes my lord, I wish to live and will do my best t-t-to please you.” Kyle said lowering his eyes to the ground. He could feel tears well up in his eyes but he refused to let this wicked lord see him cry.

Bran instructed Kyle to lie on his side, and he obeyed without hesitation. Bran then removed his clothing and set it all neatly in the carriage, never once taking his eyes off of Kyle. Bran had striking red hair that was long and neatly braided; he was lean and of a mildly athletic build. Bran was fully erect at about six inches and his cock jutted out from a mound of trim red pubic hair. It was not as big or as thick as Kyle’s dick, but it was still a descent sized pole. Bran’s balls were a little on the small side and pulled up tight and wrinkled against his body. He proceeded to lie next to Kyle’s muscular body with his dick near Kyle’s mouth. Bran then savagely began to lick and suck on Kyle’s monster cock. Slowly he licked up and down the large salty flaccid shaft, gently trying to cup his massive balls in one hand. Bran then began to focus on the massive cock head, licking and sucking on it. With that Kyle’s serpent sprung to life filling with blood and desire, with in seconds Kyle’s cock reared up to its full glory of nine and some odd inches. It was so thick fully erect, that Bran could barely get the whole head in his mouth let alone some of that dense shaft. He licked down the tremendous length to Kyle’s huge nuts, despite his erection his scrotum and balls were still hanging against Kyle’s lower thigh. Bran began to suck on the large pouch trying to cram just one of those balls into his mouth. Then working his way back up to that giant mushroom of a head, Bran began to suck and lick on it, concentrating on the tender sensitive area underneath the oversized cap. Bran began to hear Kyle moan, he could tell the youth liked it, but was desperately trying to let it not be known. Kyle was not doing a bad job either, he was deep-throating all six inches of Bran and the feelings were quite pleasant.

Kyle never thought that a blow-job could feel so damn good. Bran was working his cock hard and he knew he would cum soon and it would be like a volcano erupting. Kyle was not too thrilled with taking another man’s tool into his mouth, but he wanted to live…so he focused on his own pleasure and sucked away like a thoughtless machine. Bran however was like an insatiable beast, and Kyle was having trouble trying to hide his moans of pleasure. But when Bran set to work on his head he knew he was going to cum soon. Meanwhile he continued to suck away on Bran’s salty cock taking it all the way in and even occasionally licking Bran’s tight little ball sack. At one point Kyle licked right down Bran’s little nut line, licking the little crease until he heard Bran gasp in pleasure. Soon Kyle felt a wonderful pressure build in his nuts; it flooded right up his shaft, sending waves of pleasure throughout his whole body. Then it happened he felt Bran’s dick throb, and it began to spit out its venom into Kyle’s surprised throat; nearly chocking him during the process. Kyle pulled the still throbbing cock from his mouth and saw Bran’s nuts still dancing in their sack. The sour salty taste was very unpleasant. Then Kyle felt his nuts throb, the pressure in his shaft shot upwards towards the head of his cock and it erupted like a geyser. Kyle cried out loudly as wave after pleasurable wave pulsed out of his gyrating dick. The fluid gushed out of Bran’s mouth and down his chest, he pulled the huge, hot, pulsating cock from his mouth, only to be hit in the face by several more cock spasms. It took quite a bit of time before Kyle’s cock finally emptied itself of all the semen from those massive balls. Bran could see his nuts still contract and heave in their huge skin sack.

“Holy gods.” Kyle said in a weak voice. “I never knew...how...it was…you were…” He regained his composure, realizing that if this lord Bran was unhappy he would die.

“You were incredible all the way around; um…what’s your name?” Bran said standing up, his dick almost totally limp now.

“Kyle, my lord.” He said sitting up. Bran couldn’t help but notice that Kyle’s huge cock was still hard as steel as it rested against his abs. His balls were also still resting on the ground and seemed loose and ready to go at it again.

“Well Kyle, as you can see I have been pleased. So you live, but my dick has had it for tonight. So I will let you go now, goodbye.” With that he grabbed the knife walked to the alley and returned with the guard that Kyle figured knocked him out. The guard cut Kyle free and motioned for him to leave. Kyle grabbed his clothes and did what he could to cover himself and headed back out to the plaza and then to the Inn to meet his friend.

Soon they were at a table eating, laughing, and talking about old times. Marcus told him all about his encounter with Selena. Marcus on the other hand made no mention of his encounter with Bran, he didn’t like thinking about it. It was too confusing and he didn’t want his friend to think he was gay. Soon the topic of the wizard Malaax came up.

“So you know the way to his tower then Marcus?” Kyle said hoping that he indeed did know how to get there.

“Yup, he is powerful and therefore very well known. It’s not too far from here; we’ll go first thing in the morning.” Marcus said pushing his dinner plate away, and taking a swig of the spiced ale for which this place was well known for.

“I want to go ahead and get there, can we head out now?” Kyle said finishing off his own mug of ale.

“Well, we could, but it’s late and this city is dangerous at night trust me.” Marcus said in a very serious way.

“I know it is, I believe you, but I want to get there tonight. Besides you said it wasn’t far from here. C’mon man, please take me?” Kyle said in a pleading voice. Marcus could sense that his friend was not going to back down from this one.

“Ok, ok, fine…you win we’ll go there now then.” Marcus was not happy about it, but he saw that his friend really wanted to go. So together they headed out of the Inn with the painted red horse and out into the warm night air.

Marcus did in fact know the way there, and they had no trouble getting to Malaax’s Tower of Sorcery. It was a five story ivory white tower, covered in thick ivy with only a few sparse windows. The large heavy bronze doors resembled coiled dragons, and looked to be nearly impenetrable. The two young men walked across a small cobblestone courtyard, past a fountain of a nude woman; up the marble stairs to the imposing dragon doors. Then as Kyle was about to knock a woman suddenly opened the heavy looking door effortlessly.

The woman was young maybe twenty, she had braided, sandy blonde hair that gracefully draped over her shoulders. Big saucer blue eyes, that seemed to drink in all the sights around her. She had full, red lips that seemed to pout. She was a petite girl of about five-four, maybe a hundred and fifteen pounds. The white dress she wore enhanced her above average sized breasts, and her nice slim hips. She was of a fair complexion and to both the men an extremely beautiful creature.

“You must be our new apprentice, welcome Kyle.” The woman said in a friendly almost playful tone. “This must be your friend, Marcus. It is a pleasure to meet both of you. My name is Glory, and my father is expecting you both, please follow me.” Glory said as she opened the door and stood to one side. Both the men came inside and though a little puzzled, they followed after Glory. Neither man could resist staring at her ass as she walked. The place was tastefully decorated and had a very homey feel to it. Glory took them down a cedar paneled hallway to a large open library where in sat an old man.

“Father, they are here to see you now.” Glory said quietly and without waiting for an answer, she turned and left the room abruptly.

“You may both stay the night, you will share a room. Tomorrow you will say goodbye to your friend and begin your training Kyle. My house is your house and you will be a welcome member of my family, but my daughter Glory…she is off limits period. Do you understand?” The old man in the black and silver robe starred at them waiting for an answer. He had a long gray beard and wild tangled gray hair. He had a small set of spectacles that rested on his hooked nose. He looked old and very feeble, not very imposing at all.

“Yes, we…I mean I understand master.” Kyle said while fidgeting somewhat.

“Good.” Malaax said. “Now Glory will show you to your room, stay there till breakfast…goodnight.” With that Malaax lost himself into his dusty old tome. When Kyle and Marcus turned around, Glory was standing in the door smiling at the two youths. Neither one heard her come back to the door, she seemed full of surprises.

“Please follow me.” Glory said as she led the way out of the room. They walked back down the hall and turned down another hall that ended in some stairs, with a door right next to the banister. Glory opened the door for them and started to walk off.

“Goodnight Glory.” Marcus said smiling at her.

“Sweet dreams stud.” She said blowing a kiss at him and rounding the corner out of sight. The young men settled in for the night. There was only one bed, so Marcus decided to sleep on the floor. They talked a little about Glory, Malaax, and Kyle being a wizard. But finally sleep set in and both men dozed off soundly. Since Tameer had a very warm temperature year around, both men opted to sleep nude with just a sheet covering their groins.

Suddenly Kyle awoke to a pleasant sensation, his cock was has hard as steel and it was being sucked on. For a brief moment he thought about Bran, but this was better, more intense. When he saw that Glory was buck naked and giving him one hell of a blow-job, he nearly cried out in fear and pleasure.

“What the hell are you doing Glory? Your father said…Kyle was abruptly cut off in mid-sentence by Glory as she pulled his huge dick out of her warm mouth.

“I’m sucking your big dick, so shut up…and as for my father fuck him. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt.” She then proceeded to heft up his huge nuts and lick the underside of his sack, causing Kyle to moan softly.

“You shouldn’t be doing this Glory.” Kyle said making no effort to stop her though he knew that this was wrong. She ignored him and popped his huge red cock –head back into her greedy mouth. All Kyle could do was lay there and moan as she worked his dick and balls. Glory then stood up and straddled the young man; she grabbed hold of his man hood and guided it into her sopping wet pussy. Slowly she lowered herself onto that massive meat; it felt good as it stretched her pussy lips. Her whole vagina was stretched wide and the head of his cock wormed its way deep into her body. Try as she might she could not get him all the way inside of her, so she contented herself with what she had and began to ride him. Kyle was unable to talk he had never felt anything so tight, wet, hot, and ecstatic. The feeling was unbelievable, her pussy sent waves of intense pleasure that rippled from his cock throughout his whole body. As she increased the speed and rhythm he felt his body arch, and the pleasure increase, she began to moan loudly, crying out his name…Kyle she said over and over.

Marcus woke up to a sound he knew well, the sound and smell of sex. His own pecker was already aware and hard as a rock. He glanced over and watched Glory straddle his friend. Their cries of passion became unbearable, his cock quivered hungrily in response to her moans and his gasps. Finally he stood up and walked over to the couple, his cock slapping against his body, and his heavy aching with each step.

“Mind if I join in guys?” Marcus said hopefully.

“Fuck me in the ass now, now, now…I brought some lube, grease up and in.” Glory moaned. Marcus waited for a second to see what Kyle would say, but he was too caught up in his own pleasure to care. So Marcus quickly greased his dick and her ass liberally, while she tried to tame his friend’s bucking stallion. Marcus then lined the head of his large cock up to her butt-hole, and then slowly pushed his head in to her bowels. She leaned up more against Kyle’s body as he entered her from behind. She let out a cry of pain and pleasure. Soon Marcus had sunk his cock to the hilt, and it felt great. He didn’t care one bit that his balls would occasionally slap against Kyle’s nuts or even his cock. Soon the three of them developed a rhythm that was intense for all involved. Glory seemed to be totally lost in orgasmic wave after wave. Kyle was grunting as she rode him hard and he kept her perky breasts busy. And as for Marcus, that tight ass was more then his poor dick could handle. Soon he felt his cock jerk and then load after load was emptied out of his swaying balls and into her butt. He pumped his cock and dribbled onto Kyle’s sweaty balls. Kyle’s own orgasm was so intense that he felt his own body spasm uncontrollably and his cries of pleasure were louder then either of the other two. His dick erupted with such ferocity that he nearly through her to the floor. His balls shuddered in their sack anxious to spit out more of its seed. Then there was a voice it was familiar yet distant. It said nothing but yet something was heard and then the room came alive with energy…then all went dark

Kyle awoke in a poorly lit chamber, he was spread-eagled and naked on a table, there were no bonds, straps or manacles, but yet he could not move or change position. The only part he could move was his head and neck. So he glanced around the room, it was a dimly lit chamber with no windows and no furniture other then this table and one other table. He looked over to see his friend Marcus naked and also appeared to be held by the same force as he was.

“Hello? “ Kyle said trying to conceal the fear in his voice.

“Ah I see you are awake.” Kyle looked over to Malaax stepping from the shadows to the side of the table. “I told you that my daughter was off-limits, but you refused to heed my warning now you will pay the price for love or should I say lust.” Malaax said in a sinister tone that made Kyle shudder.

“She came in naked and was on me first…I-I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen.” Kyle said hoping that he would believe his story.

“I know, and she will be punished also…you see I am going to have her castrate the two of you as a punishment to the three of you. You will then be allowed to be around her all you want.” Malaax said with a spiteful grin.

“Cas-Castrate us? You mean she is going to cut my nuts off? And Marcus’s as well? I don’t want to be nutted…please no!” Kyle cried out in fear and anguish, he looked down at his large nuts and thought about how much pleasure was supposed to be ahead for him. But the thought of being neutered was truly terrifying to him.

“It’s such a shame too, you have such a large cock, its sad to think that never again will you get that to stand up. It will also begin to shrink somewhat too, especially since it won’t be able to get erect ever again. Not to mention the sack you have on you, it’ll be a shame to remove those huge virile nuts you possess. Same goes for your friend, he is also very well-endowed, such a shame to have him nutted too. I hope you enjoyed your last acts as men. More importantly I hope it will be worth the loss you are going to have.” With that Malaax opened the door and in came Glory carrying a case. It was obvious that she had been crying earlier.

“If I don’t castrate you, he’ll kill you so I have too. I don’t want to severe your man hood, but I have no choice. She began to cry and Kyle could feel the tears well in his eyes, he nodded reluctantly. She set the case on the table opened it. She removed a tight leather noose. She slipped it over his massive scrotum; it took her a little bit to tuck in his nuts. When she succeeded she slid the noose up to the neck of his heavy, hairy sack. She pulled his scrotum till the leather was flush with his body. She then looked him in the eyes and he nodded slowly. With a sudden snap of her wrist, his scrotum became a prison for his bulging balls. The pain was intense and nearly caused Kyle to black out; he saw his trapped nuts bulging in their sack, crying for him to them. All Kyle could do was watch and hope that it would be over quick. Glory then moved to Marcus and stretched his scrotum through the noose and again trapped another pair in preparation for their impending castration. When the pain in his groin registered in his brain, Marcus awoke in agony. He looked down to see his family jewels trapped and hurting, he glanced over at Kyle and then to Glory wanting an explanation.

“We are to be castrated Marcus, for disobedience.” Kyle said tearfully trying to hold back his pain and defeat.

“I don’t want to be castrated, I love sex, women, there is a girl Selena who I am going to fuck tonight…I can’t do that if I don’t have balls.” Marcus said pleadingly.

“I am sorry Marcus.” Glory said. “But I have to castrate you to save your life and you will never be able to fuck again. I’m sorry.”

“Please no Glory, please not my balls…I’ll do anything…please don’t nut us…please?” Marcus said crying letting the tears flow freely. Glory pulled a sharp knife from the leather case and walked to Marcus’s table, he desperately tried to struggle, close his legs, anything to prevent the loss of his potency. She began to cry as she rested the blade against his large nut sack, just below the noose. Slowly she sawed through his manhood, he writhed in pain as she cut into his very being. And with one last motion she felt his scrotum and balls drop into her hand. Marcus looked at the severed nuts that were only seconds ago the source of his pride and virility. They were gone now an all that remained was a dull ache, then Marcus passed out from the shock and pain.

Glory next moved to Kyle, even though his nuts must be aching, and he witnessed his friend’s castration, he sported a raging hard on. His dick seemed not to care that it’s ability to reach this state was soon going to be taken from it. She kissed his lips then slowly began to jerk his cock for him. She worked his massive thick veined shaft repeatedly increasing her strokes and grip around his bulbous head. Soon she saw him ach his back and cry out her name for the last time. She saw his trapped blue balls quiver in their huge sack and a gush of jizz shot out of his dick, forming a huge puddle on his abs. His cock continued to throb and pulse in her grip. It was such a shame, a waste that this huge penis would soon loose some of its length and girth, that it would never again stand up proud or pulse out its seed for his pleasure…such a waste Glory thought. She moved the knife to base of his still pulsing balls and began to cut through all the flesh that made Kyle a man. It seemed to take forever to remove Kyle’s massive scrotum, there was so much to cut through. Not once did he cry out in pain. And when Glory finished severing his genitals from his body, she was amazed at the pure size and vitality they were, it took both of her hands to hold the still quaking testicles. She looked over at Kyle who had passed out from the pain and the loss, already his massive cock began to go flaccid and look smaller without the weight of those big balls under it.

“Caught For Love”

Kyle felt like he was in a dream world, he was actually going to be trained to be a wizard. The powerful wizard Malaax was going to teach and train him in the Arts Arcane. Though he was only seventeen years old, he knew it would take him at least twenty years to become a full fledged wizard. The studies were not easy and were very mentally and physically demanding on anyone who wished to learn magic. Malaax lived in the grand city of Tameer, it was the largest city known. It boasted a population just over a million people, but with that many people living together, it gave Tameer a reputation as a very dark city. It was well known to be an ancient and cruel place, a city to delight the wealthy and exploit the poor. Kyle had heard of some of the wicked tales attributed to the ancient City of Sin. There are grand marble temples that venerated dark, sadistic gods, slave markets, public executions, and occasionally outright murder. But never the less, Kyle boosted his courage and decided that if his dream to learn magic was to come true, then off he would go to the city.

Selena was a tall dark brunette, with big brown eyes and soft, full red lips. Marcus rolled a strand of her hair over his fingers and savored the sweet smell of her. It was important to him that a woman smelled good, especially her hair. Marcus leaned over to her and gently bit her on the nape of her neck. She moaned softly and turned to kiss him. She had large firm breasts that boasted large pointed nipples, a flat toned and tan stomach. He hungrily kissed her, gently pushing her on to the bed. His tongue probed her mouth relentlessly. He dropped to his knees and slowly began to kiss her breasts, licking his way down to her clit. The only display of pubic hair was a small dark, almost black triangular patch. It was pointing the way to her sex, her pleasure even. Not only did Marcus accept the invitation, but he aggressively began to suck and nibble on her pleasure center. The response was gasps and cries of immense pleasure from the buxom brunette. He took her to another level when he inserted a finger between her wet sex lips. He continued to suck, lick, and finger her through at least two orgasms. Selena’s cries a tribute to his skill, and each time she had a orgasm, she cried out all the louder then before. But his cock was now in desperate need of relief. His large hairy balls needed to empty themselves soon, or they felt like they would explode. Marcus slowly stood up and brushed his long blonde hair to one side, and crawled up on the bed next to her. He could feel his eight inch dick bobbing against his trim, athletic body.

“I want to fuck you hard now. You want it don’t you honey?” He whispered into her ear.

“Yes.” She breathed out in a whisper. “Please, give it to me, I want you now.” She said with barely controlled lust.

“Alright, but just remembered you asked for it.” Marcus then situated himself to face the same way, that she was lying and guided his massive meat into her pussy. He shuddered with ecstasy as he slid his cock deep, up to his big balls. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure, and as she did, her cunt tightened like a vice around his penis. He began to pump her, slowly at first then faster and faster with determined rhythm. Marcus’s own pleasure began to build steadily, his huge sack slapping against her sweaty body.

“Oh by the gods, you are so tight. I’m gonna cum hard…SHIT…YEAH…OH FUCK YEAH!” He began to feel himself shudder, and his dick began to spasm in waves of pure pleasure. Suddenly he felt his orgasm hit, as he pounded out a huge load from his quivering balls. The feeling was so enrapturing that for those few seconds he was in total bliss. He could barely hear her cries over his own voice. Slowly he came to his senses, and he still could feel his balls and dick twitching out the last drops of sperm. Selena was still whimpering in delight as he pulled his large flared head out of her, it made a slight sucking noise and she again shuddered slightly as he popped out of her completely. Marcus rolled over onto his back, sweaty and tired. His huge cock lolled to one side as he laid there trying to enjoy the last fleeting spasms of pleasure.

Selena rolled over and saw his large flaccid penis staring at her, his sack was huge containing a large beautiful pair of balls. He had a nice blonde curly patch of trimmed pubic hair just over his groin. She liked Marcus; he was young and handsome with his long wavy blonde hair. He had steel gray eyes that were full of expression; his nose was very prominent and rested on his face in a regal sort of way. He was only about eighteen or nineteen at most, and stood about five- foot- ten at a best guess. She figured he weighed about one hundred and seventy, mainly from muscle. His chest and body were clean shaven, no beard, and hardly any leg or arm hair. He had a nice build over his whole body.Even covered in sweat his defined abs glistened to further show how cut, trim, and well-defined this young man truly was. So she was shocked that this fine specimen wanted her of all prostitutes. Selena knew she was pretty and popular, one of the best out there. She had to be good to make it as a Lady of Pleasure; Tameer had no shortage of women. But this boy could’ve had anyone, shit some of the women would pay him to give them a good banging. So she really hated to have to bring up the matter of payment to him, but she needed to make a living.

“Umm…I hate to ask but, I need to get paid now. I have to go, another appointment waits. I think it’s some old alchemist…I’m not really looking forward to that one.” Selena said with a bit of a giggle.

“Sure, it’s no problem Selena. You were well worth it.” He said with a wide toothy grin. “I am going to meet a friend of mine here in the city soon, so I’ll be busy for a day or so, but I would like to meet with you again…is that ok?”

“I want to make love to you again Kyle, you are one hung stud. Ill just check by in a few days ok? Will you still be staying here?” Selena tried not to be too anxious; after all she was a professional and had been with tons of men before.

“Yeah, I like this Inn. These private rooms aren’t cheap. But I got some money saved up and already paid for this room for a whole other week.” Kyle said standing up off of the bed. Selena could not help but to stare at this young stud. His penis though flaccid, still flopped about. When he bent over his clothes to get his belt pouch, she felt herself get wet again staring at that smooth hairless ass. She could see his huge ponderous balls swinging against his thighs as he searched for his money. When he turned around, she looked the other way hoping he didn’t notice she was staring at him. She started to get dressed herself; she didn’t want to be late.

“So how much do I owe you honey?” He said playfully while watching her dress.

“I think we agreed on seven silver pieces right?” Selena said quickly pulling her dress on over her under-garments and sitting down to put her sandals on too.

“I think you are right, well here you go…seven silver pieces.” Marcus said handing her the money. She took the money and smiled at Marcus then quickly left the little room. Marcus began to hum as he got dressed to meet his friend down stairs for dinner. He was looking forward to helping Kyle find his way around the city; he hadn’t seen Kyle in ages. It was going to be a fun night Marcus thought happily.

Kyle did not think that he would ever be able to find his way to the Gelded Stallion Inn and Tavern. The city was huge and spread out, plus the sun was going to set soon. He knew one had to be careful in the daytime let alone at night. The guards at the city gate were of no help, they just laughed at him when he asked them for directions. But Esthay the goddess of luck must have been with him in his wonderings, for just as he felt like giving up…he saw it across one of the nearby plazas. It proudly displayed the rearing red-horse, the distinctive mark of the inn that he was to meet his friend Marcus at. Kyle leaped up and began to walk quickly towards the tavern. Suddenly from seemingly no-where, a big pair of burly hands grabbed him around the waist from behind and pulled him backwards. Kyle desperately tried to spin around to see, but he felt a dull shock on the back of his head, it reverberated through his skull ending in blackness.

Bran leaned against his ornate carriage and waited for the guard to return with his prize for the night. The young boy at the gate was handsome and seemingly lost in the city. So he followed the boy from a distance and waited for the right time to send his guard to reel in the catch. He told his driver and attendants to go to the Gelded Stallion until he sent for them. Thador was the perfect guard, born mute and strong, but dumb as an ox and completely loyal. Thador was a barbarian captured at the age of five, and raised as a slave guard. He showed no interest in women or men for that matter, so he was allowed to keep his manhood intact, he would be a better protector with his balls then without them. He was taught a few commands and given to Bran by his father as a present and for protection when out and about in the city.

It seemed like hours before Thador finally entered the alley carrying the unconscious youth under his arm like a package. Bran waited till Thador came to him, and then gestured for Thador to lay him down at his feet, Thador did as he was bidden, gently lying the youth on the ground at the feet of his master. He then made a gesture for Thador to tie the boy’s ankles together and his wrists as well. Bran then motioned for his guard to move up to the entrance of the alley and keep a lookout. The large armored barbarian again did as he was instructed, and moved away to keep watch. Bran looked over the unconscious youth. He had a full head of short black hair, a small delicate nose, and thin red lips. He had a dark complexion with no facial hair, but his arms were covered in dark black hair. Bran removed a knife from his jeweled black leather belt, and cut the youth’s tunic open to get a better look. Bran could hardly contain his lust as he allowed his eyes to defile the youth. He had a large thick, well-muscled chest, covered in a lot of thick black curly hair. He had strong arms and hairy armpits as well. The youth’s stomach and abs were nice and muscled sporting a virile line of black hair that vanished down into the boy’s nether regions. Bran began to feel his own heavy cock stir in desire while feasting upon this handsome god-crafted body. Slowly Bran cut open the young man’s trousers, revealing a bulging loincloth. By the gods thought Bran, this boy must have a tremendous set of genitals to be bulging out like it was. Filled with lust Bran quickly cut the loincloth away to get a good look at the proposed bulge. His heart leapt for joy at the sight of the youth’s oversized genitals. The groin area was covered in a tangled forest of black pubic hair. The young man had a large, hairy, thick cock. Bran hefted the huge tube of flesh and was amazed at its weight even soft like it was, it still felt heavy. While holding the weighty dick, Bran took a close look at the balls. The boy was not lacking there either, he had two massive nuts encased in a huge scrotum that rested on the ground and still there was excess skin wrinkled up on its self. Bran gave the boy a couple of hard slaps across the face in an effort to awaken him.

Kyle felt several stinging needles across his face, slowly he opened his eyes, and someone was in front of him. Then everything was rushing back to him, the hands, and the pain in his head. Then Kyle began to panic for as he tried to move, he realized that he was tied at the hands and feet in a dark alley. Suddenly things became worse as he discovered he was also bare-chested, and his cock and balls were hanging out of his pants. He quickly focused on the face in front of him; it was a man, yes…a young man. He was wearing a gold embroidered silk tunic, with jade green pants. He wore a gold and jade turban; he stood about six feet tall and was of a lithe build. He had a regal and handsome face covered in a trim brown goatee. His eyes were a crystal blue and topped with thick brown eyelashes. Those eyes were penetrating and sparkled with some hidden desire. The man was fair-skinned, and smelled slightly of perfume. His over-all presence was one of grace and dignity. Kyle got the distinct feeling that this man was used to giving orders that were obeyed.

“Well, I see you are awake now my young friend.” Bran said in a tone resembling concern. “My name is Bran, and I am the son of a wealthy merchant. But no other names are necessary, because after tonight we will never see each other again.”

“W-What am I doing here all tied up, and naked?” Kyle was scared and hoped that this Bran would let him go unharmed.

“Well, you are here because I want you here. You are my prize tonight, and if you behave I will let you go about your business unharmed. If you misbehave and act against my wishes, I will have my guard kill you. Are we clear on this point then?” Bran said coldly and Kyle knew that this man meant what he said.

“Yes sir.” Kyle swallowed nervously as he responded

“Good, you learn fast. I like that quality in a man. Now I suppose you are wondering why you are tied up in an alleyway with your cock and balls hanging out?”

“Um…yes I was curious sir, but I’m willing to…be-be-have so that you won’t kill me my lord.” Kyle said while carefully testing the bonds that held him. He quickly realized that these ropes were not coming off without help, so his best bet was to do what he had to get away.

“Excellent! Oh you won’t get free of those ropes, my guard is strong as an ox so just relax son. Now this is what we are going to do, pay close attention to me now boy.” Bran said while lowering himself to a squatting position inches from Kyle’s face, his breath smelled vaguely of mint.

“I want to suck your huge cock while you suck mine, then I want to fuck the living shit out of you. Remember your life will depend on your performance. If you behave and are pleasing, I let you live, cut you free and you go on with your pathetic little life.” Bran said in a very commanding voice.

“I-I-I…” Kyle stammered.

“Spit it out boy, what is it you are trying to say?” Bran said grabbing the hair on the back off Kyle’s head and exposing the boy’s large Adam’s apple.

“I don’t think I can please you my lord and I don’t want to die but I’m not gay and I’ve never had sex before…I’m a virgin.” Kyle said lowering his eyes.

“A hot boy like you has never gotten his cock wet before? Sucked on? I find this hard to believe. I can buy the part about you not being gay, but never been with a woman? I know many women who would throw themselves at your feet. Shit I took you as a prisoner just to get a chance to fuck you. I find this immensely amusing!” Bran said releasing his head and laughing loudly. “Well you had better learn tonight, I will cut you a little slack, but I better see you trying your hardest! Do we understand each other?” Bran said in a commanding voice that left no room for questions.

“Yes my lord, I wish to live and will do my best t-t-to please you.” Kyle said lowering his eyes to the ground. He could feel tears well up in his eyes but he refused to let this wicked lord see him cry.

Bran instructed Kyle to lie on his side, and he obeyed without hesitation. Bran then removed his clothing and set it all neatly in the carriage, never once taking his eyes off of Kyle. Bran had striking red hair that was long and neatly braided; he was lean and of a mildly athletic build. Bran was fully erect at about six inches and his cock jutted out from a mound of trim red pubic hair. It was not as big or as thick as Kyle’s dick, but it was still a descent sized pole. Bran’s balls were a little on the small side and pulled up tight and wrinkled against his body. He proceeded to lie next to Kyle’s muscular body with his dick near Kyle’s mouth. Bran then savagely began to lick and suck on Kyle’s monster cock. Slowly he licked up and down the large salty flaccid shaft, gently trying to cup his massive balls in one hand. Bran then began to focus on the massive cock head, licking and sucking on it. With that Kyle’s serpent sprung to life filling with blood and desire, with in seconds Kyle’s cock reared up to its full glory of nine and some odd inches. It was so thick fully erect, that Bran could barely get the whole head in his mouth let alone some of that dense shaft. He licked down the tremendous length to Kyle’s huge nuts, despite his erection his scrotum and balls were still hanging against Kyle’s lower thigh. Bran began to suck on the large pouch trying to cram just one of those balls into his mouth. Then working his way back up to that giant mushroom of a head, Bran began to suck and lick on it, concentrating on the tender sensitive area underneath the oversized cap. Bran began to hear Kyle moan, he could tell the youth liked it, but was desperately trying to let it not be known. Kyle was not doing a bad job either, he was deep-throating all six inches of Bran and the feelings were quite pleasant.

Kyle never thought that a blow-job could feel so damn good. Bran was working his cock hard and he knew he would cum soon and it would be like a volcano erupting. Kyle was not too thrilled with taking another man’s tool into his mouth, but he wanted to live…so he focused on his own pleasure and sucked away like a thoughtless machine. Bran however was like an insatiable beast, and Kyle was having trouble trying to hide his moans of pleasure. But when Bran set to work on his head he knew he was going to cum soon. Meanwhile he continued to suck away on Bran’s salty cock taking it all the way in and even occasionally licking Bran’s tight little ball sack. At one point Kyle licked right down Bran’s little nut line, licking the little crease until he heard Bran gasp in pleasure. Soon Kyle felt a wonderful pressure build in his nuts; it flooded right up his shaft, sending waves of pleasure throughout his whole body. Then it happened he felt Bran’s dick throb, and it began to spit out its venom into Kyle’s surprised throat; nearly chocking him during the process. Kyle pulled the still throbbing cock from his mouth and saw Bran’s nuts still dancing in their sack. The sour salty taste was very unpleasant. Then Kyle felt his nuts throb, the pressure in his shaft shot upwards towards the head of his cock and it erupted like a geyser. Kyle cried out loudly as wave after pleasurable wave pulsed out of his gyrating dick. The fluid gushed out of Bran’s mouth and down his chest, he pulled the huge, hot, pulsating cock from his mouth, only to be hit in the face by several more cock spasms. It took quite a bit of time before Kyle’s cock finally emptied itself of all the semen from those massive balls. Bran could see his nuts still contract and heave in their huge skin sack.

“Holy gods.” Kyle said in a weak voice. “I never knew...how...it was…you were…” He regained his composure, realizing that if this lord Bran was unhappy he would die.

“You were incredible all the way around; um…what’s your name?” Bran said standing up, his dick almost totally limp now.

“Kyle, my lord.” He said sitting up. Bran couldn’t help but notice that Kyle’s huge cock was still hard as steel as it rested against his abs. His balls were also still resting on the ground and seemed loose and ready to go at it again.

“Well Kyle, as you can see I have been pleased. So you live, but my dick has had it for tonight. So I will let you go now, goodbye.” With that he grabbed the knife walked to the alley and returned with the guard that Kyle figured knocked him out. The guard cut Kyle free and motioned for him to leave. Kyle grabbed his clothes and did what he could to cover himself and headed back out to the plaza and then to the Inn to meet his friend.

Soon they were at a table eating, laughing, and talking about old times. Marcus told him all about his encounter with Selena. Marcus on the other hand made no mention of his encounter with Bran, he didn’t like thinking about it. It was too confusing and he didn’t want his friend to think he was gay. Soon the topic of the wizard Malaax came up.

“So you know the way to his tower then Marcus?” Kyle said hoping that he indeed did know how to get there.

“Yup, he is powerful and therefore very well known. It’s not too far from here; we’ll go first thing in the morning.” Marcus said pushing his dinner plate away, and taking a swig of the spiced ale for which this place was well known for.

“I want to go ahead and get there, can we head out now?” Kyle said finishing off his own mug of ale.

“Well, we could, but it’s late and this city is dangerous at night trust me.” Marcus said in a very serious way.

“I know it is, I believe you, but I want to get there tonight. Besides you said it wasn’t far from here. C’mon man, please take me?” Kyle said in a pleading voice. Marcus could sense that his friend was not going to back down from this one.

“Ok, ok, fine…you win we’ll go there now then.” Marcus was not happy about it, but he saw that his friend really wanted to go. So together they headed out of the Inn with the painted red horse and out into the warm night air.

Marcus did in fact know the way there, and they had no trouble getting to Malaax’s Tower of Sorcery. It was a five story ivory white tower, covered in thick ivy with only a few sparse windows. The large heavy bronze doors resembled coiled dragons, and looked to be nearly impenetrable. The two young men walked across a small cobblestone courtyard, past a fountain of a nude woman; up the marble stairs to the imposing dragon doors. Then as Kyle was about to knock a woman suddenly opened the heavy looking door effortlessly.

The woman was young maybe twenty, she had braided, sandy blonde hair that gracefully draped over her shoulders. Big saucer blue eyes, that seemed to drink in all the sights around her. She had full, red lips that seemed to pout. She was a petite girl of about five-four, maybe a hundred and fifteen pounds. The white dress she wore enhanced her above average sized breasts, and her nice slim hips. She was of a fair complexion and to both the men an extremely beautiful creature.

“You must be our new apprentice, welcome Kyle.” The woman said in a friendly almost playful tone. “This must be your friend, Marcus. It is a pleasure to meet both of you. My name is Glory, and my father is expecting you both, please follow me.” Glory said as she opened the door and stood to one side. Both the men came inside and though a little puzzled, they followed after Glory. Neither man could resist staring at her ass as she walked. The place was tastefully decorated and had a very homey feel to it. Glory took them down a cedar paneled hallway to a large open library where in sat an old man.

“Father, they are here to see you now.” Glory said quietly and without waiting for an answer, she turned and left the room abruptly.

“You may both stay the night, you will share a room. Tomorrow you will say goodbye to your friend and begin your training Kyle. My house is your house and you will be a welcome member of my family, but my daughter Glory…she is off limits period. Do you understand?” The old man in the black and silver robe starred at them waiting for an answer. He had a long gray beard and wild tangled gray hair. He had a small set of spectacles that rested on his hooked nose. He looked old and very feeble, not very imposing at all.

“Yes, we…I mean I understand master.” Kyle said while fidgeting somewhat.

“Good.” Malaax said. “Now Glory will show you to your room, stay there till breakfast…goodnight.” With that Malaax lost himself into his dusty old tome. When Kyle and Marcus turned around, Glory was standing in the door smiling at the two youths. Neither one heard her come back to the door, she seemed full of surprises.

“Please follow me.” Glory said as she led the way out of the room. They walked back down the hall and turned down another hall that ended in some stairs, with a door right next to the banister. Glory opened the door for them and started to walk off.

“Goodnight Glory.” Marcus said smiling at her.

“Sweet dreams stud.” She said blowing a kiss at him and rounding the corner out of sight. The young men settled in for the night. There was only one bed, so Marcus decided to sleep on the floor. They talked a little about Glory, Malaax, and Kyle being a wizard. But finally sleep set in and both men dozed off soundly. Since Tameer had a very warm temperature year around, both men opted to sleep nude with just a sheet covering their groins.

Suddenly Kyle awoke to a pleasant sensation, his cock was has hard as steel and it was being sucked on. For a brief moment he thought about Bran, but this was better, more intense. When he saw that Glory was buck naked and giving him one hell of a blow-job, he nearly cried out in fear and pleasure.

“What the hell are you doing Glory? Your father said…Kyle was abruptly cut off in mid-sentence by Glory as she pulled his huge dick out of her warm mouth.

“I’m sucking your big dick, so shut up…and as for my father fuck him. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt.” She then proceeded to heft up his huge nuts and lick the underside of his sack, causing Kyle to moan softly.

“You shouldn’t be doing this Glory.” Kyle said making no effort to stop her though he knew that this was wrong. She ignored him and popped his huge red cock –head back into her greedy mouth. All Kyle could do was lay there and moan as she worked his dick and balls. Glory then stood up and straddled the young man; she grabbed hold of his man hood and guided it into her sopping wet pussy. Slowly she lowered herself onto that massive meat; it felt good as it stretched her pussy lips. Her whole vagina was stretched wide and the head of his cock wormed its way deep into her body. Try as she might she could not get him all the way inside of her, so she contented herself with what she had and began to ride him. Kyle was unable to talk he had never felt anything so tight, wet, hot, and ecstatic. The feeling was unbelievable, her pussy sent waves of intense pleasure that rippled from his cock throughout his whole body. As she increased the speed and rhythm he felt his body arch, and the pleasure increase, she began to moan loudly, crying out his name…Kyle she said over and over.

Marcus woke up to a sound he knew well, the sound and smell of sex. His own pecker was already aware and hard as a rock. He glanced over and watched Glory straddle his friend. Their cries of passion became unbearable, his cock quivered hungrily in response to her moans and his gasps. Finally he stood up and walked over to the couple, his cock slapping against his body, and his heavy aching with each step.

“Mind if I join in guys?” Marcus said hopefully.

“Fuck me in the ass now, now, now…I brought some lube, grease up and in.” Glory moaned. Marcus waited for a second to see what Kyle would say, but he was too caught up in his own pleasure to care. So Marcus quickly greased his dick and her ass liberally, while she tried to tame his friend’s bucking stallion. Marcus then lined the head of his large cock up to her butt-hole, and then slowly pushed his head in to her bowels. She leaned up more against Kyle’s body as he entered her from behind. She let out a cry of pain and pleasure. Soon Marcus had sunk his cock to the hilt, and it felt great. He didn’t care one bit that his balls would occasionally slap against Kyle’s nuts or even his cock. Soon the three of them developed a rhythm that was intense for all involved. Glory seemed to be totally lost in orgasmic wave after wave. Kyle was grunting as she rode him hard and he kept her perky breasts busy. And as for Marcus, that tight ass was more then his poor dick could handle. Soon he felt his cock jerk and then load after load was emptied out of his swaying balls and into her butt. He pumped his cock and dribbled onto Kyle’s sweaty balls. Kyle’s own orgasm was so intense that he felt his own body spasm uncontrollably and his cries of pleasure were louder then either of the other two. His dick erupted with such ferocity that he nearly through her to the floor. His balls shuddered in their sack anxious to spit out more of its seed. Then there was a voice it was familiar yet distant. It said nothing but yet something was heard and then the room came alive with energy…then all went dark

Kyle awoke in a poorly lit chamber, he was spread-eagled and naked on a table, there were no bonds, straps or manacles, but yet he could not move or change position. The only part he could move was his head and neck. So he glanced around the room, it was a dimly lit chamber with no windows and no furniture other then this table and one other table. He looked over to see his friend Marcus naked and also appeared to be held by the same force as he was.

“Hello? “ Kyle said trying to conceal the fear in his voice.

“Ah I see you are awake.” Kyle looked over to Malaax stepping from the shadows to the side of the table. “I told you that my daughter was off-limits, but you refused to heed my warning now you will pay the price for love or should I say lust.” Malaax said in a sinister tone that made Kyle shudder.

“She came in naked and was on me first…I-I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen.” Kyle said hoping that he would believe his story.

“I know, and she will be punished also…you see I am going to have her castrate the two of you as a punishment to the three of you. You will then be allowed to be around her all you want.” Malaax said with a spiteful grin.

“Cas-Castrate us? You mean she is going to cut my nuts off? And Marcus’s as well? I don’t want to be nutted…please no!” Kyle cried out in fear and anguish, he looked down at his large nuts and thought about how much pleasure was supposed to be ahead for him. But the thought of being neutered was truly terrifying to him.

“It’s such a shame too, you have such a large cock, its sad to think that never again will you get that to stand up. It will also begin to shrink somewhat too, especially since it won’t be able to get erect ever again. Not to mention the sack you have on you, it’ll be a shame to remove those huge virile nuts you possess. Same goes for your friend, he is also very well-endowed, such a shame to have him nutted too. I hope you enjoyed your last acts as men. More importantly I hope it will be worth the loss you are going to have.” With that Malaax opened the door and in came Glory carrying a case. It was obvious that she had been crying earlier.

“If I don’t castrate you, he’ll kill you so I have too. I don’t want to severe your man hood, but I have no choice. She began to cry and Kyle could feel the tears well in his eyes, he nodded reluctantly. She set the case on the table opened it. She removed a tight leather noose. She slipped it over his massive scrotum; it took her a little bit to tuck in his nuts. When she succeeded she slid the noose up to the neck of his heavy, hairy sack. She pulled his scrotum till the leather was flush with his body. She then looked him in the eyes and he nodded slowly. With a sudden snap of her wrist, his scrotum became a prison for his bulging balls. The pain was intense and nearly caused Kyle to black out; he saw his trapped nuts bulging in their sack, crying for him to them. All Kyle could do was watch and hope that it would be over quick. Glory then moved to Marcus and stretched his scrotum through the noose and again trapped another pair in preparation for their impending castration. When the pain in his groin registered in his brain, Marcus awoke in agony. He looked down to see his family jewels trapped and hurting, he glanced over at Kyle and then to Glory wanting an explanation.

“We are to be castrated Marcus, for disobedience.” Kyle said tearfully trying to hold back his pain and defeat.

“I don’t want to be castrated, I love sex, women, there is a girl Selena who I am going to fuck tonight…I can’t do that if I don’t have balls.” Marcus said pleadingly.

“I am sorry Marcus.” Glory said. “But I have to castrate you to save your life and you will never be able to fuck again. I’m sorry.”

“Please no Glory, please not my balls…I’ll do anything…please don’t nut us…please?” Marcus said crying letting the tears flow freely. Glory pulled a sharp knife from the leather case and walked to Marcus’s table, he desperately tried to struggle, close his legs, anything to prevent the loss of his potency. She began to cry as she rested the blade against his large nut sack, just below the noose. Slowly she sawed through his manhood, he writhed in pain as she cut into his very being. And with one last motion she felt his scrotum and balls drop into her hand. Marcus looked at the severed nuts that were only seconds ago the source of his pride and virility. They were gone now an all that remained was a dull ache, then Marcus passed out from the shock and pain.

Glory next moved to Kyle, even though his nuts must be aching, and he witnessed his friend’s castration, he sported a raging hard on. His dick seemed not to care that it’s ability to reach this state was soon going to be taken from it. She kissed his lips then slowly began to jerk his cock for him. She worked his massive thick veined shaft repeatedly increasing her strokes and grip around his bulbous head. Soon she saw him ach his back and cry out her name for the last time. She saw his trapped blue balls quiver in their huge sack and a gush of jizz shot out of his dick, forming a huge puddle on his abs. His cock continued to throb and pulse in her grip. It was such a shame, a waste that this huge penis would soon loose some of its length and girth, that it would never again stand up proud or pulse out its seed for his pleasure…such a waste Glory thought. She moved the knife to base of his still pulsing balls and began to cut through all the flesh that made Kyle a man. It seemed to take forever to remove Kyle’s massive scrotum, there was so much to cut through. Not once did he cry out in pain. And when Glory finished severing his genitals from his body, she was amazed at the pure size and vitality they were, it took both of her hands to hold the still quaking testicles. She looked over at Kyle who had passed out from the pain and the loss, already his massive cock began to go flaccid and look smaller without the weight of those big balls under it.

“Caught For Love”

Kyle felt like he was in a dream world, he was actually going to be trained to be a wizard. The powerful wizard Malaax was going to teach and train him in the Arts Arcane. Though he was only seventeen years old, he knew it would take him at least twenty years to become a full fledged wizard. The studies were not easy and were very mentally and physically demanding on anyone who wished to learn magic. Malaax lived in the grand city of Tameer, it was the largest city known. It boasted a population just over a million people, but with that many people living together, it gave Tameer a reputation as a very dark city. It was well known to be an ancient and cruel place, a city to delight the wealthy and exploit the poor. Kyle had heard of some of the wicked tales attributed to the ancient City of Sin. There are grand marble temples that venerated dark, sadistic gods, slave markets, public executions, and occasionally outright murder. But never the less, Kyle boosted his courage and decided that if his dream to learn magic was to come true, then off he would go to the city.

Selena was a tall dark brunette, with big brown eyes and soft, full red lips. Marcus rolled a strand of her hair over his fingers and savored the sweet smell of her. It was important to him that a woman smelled good, especially her hair. Marcus leaned over to her and gently bit her on the nape of her neck. She moaned softly and turned to kiss him. She had large firm breasts that boasted large pointed nipples, a flat toned and tan stomach. He hungrily kissed her, gently pushing her on to the bed. His tongue probed her mouth relentlessly. He dropped to his knees and slowly began to kiss her breasts, licking his way down to her clit. The only display of pubic hair was a small dark, almost black triangular patch. It was pointing the way to her sex, her pleasure even. Not only did Marcus accept the invitation, but he aggressively began to suck and nibble on her pleasure center. The response was gasps and cries of immense pleasure from the buxom brunette. He took her to another level when he inserted a finger between her wet sex lips. He continued to suck, lick, and finger her through at least two orgasms. Selena’s cries a tribute to his skill, and each time she had a orgasm, she cried out all the louder then before. But his cock was now in desperate need of relief. His large hairy balls needed to empty themselves soon, or they felt like they would explode. Marcus slowly stood up and brushed his long blonde hair to one side, and crawled up on the bed next to her. He could feel his eight inch dick bobbing against his trim, athletic body.

“I want to fuck you hard now. You want it don’t you honey?” He whispered into her ear.

“Yes.” She breathed out in a whisper. “Please, give it to me, I want you now.” She said with barely controlled lust.

“Alright, but just remembered you asked for it.” Marcus then situated himself to face the same way, that she was lying and guided his massive meat into her pussy. He shuddered with ecstasy as he slid his cock deep, up to his big balls. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure, and as she did, her cunt tightened like a vice around his penis. He began to pump her, slowly at first then faster and faster with determined rhythm. Marcus’s own pleasure began to build steadily, his huge sack slapping against her sweaty body.

“Oh by the gods, you are so tight. I’m gonna cum hard…SHIT…YEAH…OH FUCK YEAH!” He began to feel himself shudder, and his dick began to spasm in waves of pure pleasure. Suddenly he felt his orgasm hit, as he pounded out a huge load from his quivering balls. The feeling was so enrapturing that for those few seconds he was in total bliss. He could barely hear her cries over his own voice. Slowly he came to his senses, and he still could feel his balls and dick twitching out the last drops of sperm. Selena was still whimpering in delight as he pulled his large flared head out of her, it made a slight sucking noise and she again shuddered slightly as he popped out of her completely. Marcus rolled over onto his back, sweaty and tired. His huge cock lolled to one side as he laid there trying to enjoy the last fleeting spasms of pleasure.

Selena rolled over and saw his large flaccid penis staring at her, his sack was huge containing a large beautiful pair of balls. He had a nice blonde curly patch of trimmed pubic hair just over his groin. She liked Marcus; he was young and handsome with his long wavy blonde hair. He had steel gray eyes that were full of expression; his nose was very prominent and rested on his face in a regal sort of way. He was only about eighteen or nineteen at most, and stood about five- foot- ten at a best guess. She figured he weighed about one hundred and seventy, mainly from muscle. His chest and body were clean shaven, no beard, and hardly any leg or arm hair. He had a nice build over his whole body.Even covered in sweat his defined abs glistened to further show how cut, trim, and well-defined this young man truly was. So she was shocked that this fine specimen wanted her of all prostitutes. Selena knew she was pretty and popular, one of the best out there. She had to be good to make it as a Lady of Pleasure; Tameer had no shortage of women. But this boy could’ve had anyone, shit some of the women would pay him to give them a good banging. So she really hated to have to bring up the matter of payment to him, but she needed to make a living.

“Umm…I hate to ask but, I need to get paid now. I have to go, another appointment waits. I think it’s some old alchemist…I’m not really looking forward to that one.” Selena said with a bit of a giggle.

“Sure, it’s no problem Selena. You were well worth it.” He said with a wide toothy grin. “I am going to meet a friend of mine here in the city soon, so I’ll be busy for a day or so, but I would like to meet with you again…is that ok?”

“I want to make love to you again Kyle, you are one hung stud. Ill just check by in a few days ok? Will you still be staying here?” Selena tried not to be too anxious; after all she was a professional and had been with tons of men before.

“Yeah, I like this Inn. These private rooms aren’t cheap. But I got some money saved up and already paid for this room for a whole other week.” Kyle said standing up off of the bed. Selena could not help but to stare at this young stud. His penis though flaccid, still flopped about. When he bent over his clothes to get his belt pouch, she felt herself get wet again staring at that smooth hairless ass. She could see his huge ponderous balls swinging against his thighs as he searched for his money. When he turned around, she looked the other way hoping he didn’t notice she was staring at him. She started to get dressed herself; she didn’t want to be late.

“So how much do I owe you honey?” He said playfully while watching her dress.

“I think we agreed on seven silver pieces right?” Selena said quickly pulling her dress on over her under-garments and sitting down to put her sandals on too.

“I think you are right, well here you go…seven silver pieces.” Marcus said handing her the money. She took the money and smiled at Marcus then quickly left the little room. Marcus began to hum as he got dressed to meet his friend down stairs for dinner. He was looking forward to helping Kyle find his way around the city; he hadn’t seen Kyle in ages. It was going to be a fun night Marcus thought happily.

Kyle did not think that he would ever be able to find his way to the Gelded Stallion Inn and Tavern. The city was huge and spread out, plus the sun was going to set soon. He knew one had to be careful in the daytime let alone at night. The guards at the city gate were of no help, they just laughed at him when he asked them for directions. But Esthay the goddess of luck must have been with him in his wonderings, for just as he felt like giving up…he saw it across one of the nearby plazas. It proudly displayed the rearing red-horse, the distinctive mark of the inn that he was to meet his friend Marcus at. Kyle leaped up and began to walk quickly towards the tavern. Suddenly from seemingly no-where, a big pair of burly hands grabbed him around the waist from behind and pulled him backwards. Kyle desperately tried to spin around to see, but he felt a dull shock on the back of his head, it reverberated through his skull ending in blackness.

Bran leaned against his ornate carriage and waited for the guard to return with his prize for the night. The young boy at the gate was handsome and seemingly lost in the city. So he followed the boy from a distance and waited for the right time to send his guard to reel in the catch. He told his driver and attendants to go to the Gelded Stallion until he sent for them. Thador was the perfect guard, born mute and strong, but dumb as an ox and completely loyal. Thador was a barbarian captured at the age of five, and raised as a slave guard. He showed no interest in women or men for that matter, so he was allowed to keep his manhood intact, he would be a better protector with his balls then without them. He was taught a few commands and given to Bran by his father as a present and for protection when out and about in the city.

It seemed like hours before Thador finally entered the alley carrying the unconscious youth under his arm like a package. Bran waited till Thador came to him, and then gestured for Thador to lay him down at his feet, Thador did as he was bidden, gently lying the youth on the ground at the feet of his master. He then made a gesture for Thador to tie the boy’s ankles together and his wrists as well. Bran then motioned for his guard to move up to the entrance of the alley and keep a lookout. The large armored barbarian again did as he was instructed, and moved away to keep watch. Bran looked over the unconscious youth. He had a full head of short black hair, a small delicate nose, and thin red lips. He had a dark complexion with no facial hair, but his arms were covered in dark black hair. Bran removed a knife from his jeweled black leather belt, and cut the youth’s tunic open to get a better look. Bran could hardly contain his lust as he allowed his eyes to defile the youth. He had a large thick, well-muscled chest, covered in a lot of thick black curly hair. He had strong arms and hairy armpits as well. The youth’s stomach and abs were nice and muscled sporting a virile line of black hair that vanished down into the boy’s nether regions. Bran began to feel his own heavy cock stir in desire while feasting upon this handsome god-crafted body. Slowly Bran cut open the young man’s trousers, revealing a bulging loincloth. By the gods thought Bran, this boy must have a tremendous set of genitals to be bulging out like it was. Filled with lust Bran quickly cut the loincloth away to get a good look at the proposed bulge. His heart leapt for joy at the sight of the youth’s oversized genitals. The groin area was covered in a tangled forest of black pubic hair. The young man had a large, hairy, thick cock. Bran hefted the huge tube of flesh and was amazed at its weight even soft like it was, it still felt heavy. While holding the weighty dick, Bran took a close look at the balls. The boy was not lacking there either, he had two massive nuts encased in a huge scrotum that rested on the ground and still there was excess skin wrinkled up on its self. Bran gave the boy a couple of hard slaps across the face in an effort to awaken him.

Kyle felt several stinging needles across his face, slowly he opened his eyes, and someone was in front of him. Then everything was rushing back to him, the hands, and the pain in his head. Then Kyle began to panic for as he tried to move, he realized that he was tied at the hands and feet in a dark alley. Suddenly things became worse as he discovered he was also bare-chested, and his cock and balls were hanging out of his pants. He quickly focused on the face in front of him; it was a man, yes…a young man. He was wearing a gold embroidered silk tunic, with jade green pants. He wore a gold and jade turban; he stood about six feet tall and was of a lithe build. He had a regal and handsome face covered in a trim brown goatee. His eyes were a crystal blue and topped with thick brown eyelashes. Those eyes were penetrating and sparkled with some hidden desire. The man was fair-skinned, and smelled slightly of perfume. His over-all presence was one of grace and dignity. Kyle got the distinct feeling that this man was used to giving orders that were obeyed.

“Well, I see you are awake now my young friend.” Bran said in a tone resembling concern. “My name is Bran, and I am the son of a wealthy merchant. But no other names are necessary, because after tonight we will never see each other again.”

“W-What am I doing here all tied up, and naked?” Kyle was scared and hoped that this Bran would let him go unharmed.

“Well, you are here because I want you here. You are my prize tonight, and if you behave I will let you go about your business unharmed. If you misbehave and act against my wishes, I will have my guard kill you. Are we clear on this point then?” Bran said coldly and Kyle knew that this man meant what he said.

“Yes sir.” Kyle swallowed nervously as he responded

“Good, you learn fast. I like that quality in a man. Now I suppose you are wondering why you are tied up in an alleyway with your cock and balls hanging out?”

“Um…yes I was curious sir, but I’m willing to…be-be-have so that you won’t kill me my lord.” Kyle said while carefully testing the bonds that held him. He quickly realized that these ropes were not coming off without help, so his best bet was to do what he had to get away.

“Excellent! Oh you won’t get free of those ropes, my guard is strong as an ox so just relax son. Now this is what we are going to do, pay close attention to me now boy.” Bran said while lowering himself to a squatting position inches from Kyle’s face, his breath smelled vaguely of mint.

“I want to suck your huge cock while you suck mine, then I want to fuck the living shit out of you. Remember your life will depend on your performance. If you behave and are pleasing, I let you live, cut you free and you go on with your pathetic little life.” Bran said in a very commanding voice.

“I-I-I…” Kyle stammered.

“Spit it out boy, what is it you are trying to say?” Bran said grabbing the hair on the back off Kyle’s head and exposing the boy’s large Adam’s apple.

“I don’t think I can please you my lord and I don’t want to die but I’m not gay and I’ve never had sex before…I’m a virgin.” Kyle said lowering his eyes.

“A hot boy like you has never gotten his cock wet before? Sucked on? I find this hard to believe. I can buy the part about you not being gay, but never been with a woman? I know many women who would throw themselves at your feet. Shit I took you as a prisoner just to get a chance to fuck you. I find this immensely amusing!” Bran said releasing his head and laughing loudly. “Well you had better learn tonight, I will cut you a little slack, but I better see you trying your hardest! Do we understand each other?” Bran said in a commanding voice that left no room for questions.

“Yes my lord, I wish to live and will do my best t-t-to please you.” Kyle said lowering his eyes to the ground. He could feel tears well up in his eyes but he refused to let this wicked lord see him cry.

Bran instructed Kyle to lie on his side, and he obeyed without hesitation. Bran then removed his clothing and set it all neatly in the carriage, never once taking his eyes off of Kyle. Bran had striking red hair that was long and neatly braided; he was lean and of a mildly athletic build. Bran was fully erect at about six inches and his cock jutted out from a mound of trim red pubic hair. It was not as big or as thick as Kyle’s dick, but it was still a descent sized pole. Bran’s balls were a little on the small side and pulled up tight and wrinkled against his body. He proceeded to lie next to Kyle’s muscular body with his dick near Kyle’s mouth. Bran then savagely began to lick and suck on Kyle’s monster cock. Slowly he licked up and down the large salty flaccid shaft, gently trying to cup his massive balls in one hand. Bran then began to focus on the massive cock head, licking and sucking on it. With that Kyle’s serpent sprung to life filling with blood and desire, with in seconds Kyle’s cock reared up to its full glory of nine and some odd inches. It was so thick fully erect, that Bran could barely get the whole head in his mouth let alone some of that dense shaft. He licked down the tremendous length to Kyle’s huge nuts, despite his erection his scrotum and balls were still hanging against Kyle’s lower thigh. Bran began to suck on the large pouch trying to cram just one of those balls into his mouth. Then working his way back up to that giant mushroom of a head, Bran began to suck and lick on it, concentrating on the tender sensitive area underneath the oversized cap. Bran began to hear Kyle moan, he could tell the youth liked it, but was desperately trying to let it not be known. Kyle was not doing a bad job either, he was deep-throating all six inches of Bran and the feelings were quite pleasant.

Kyle never thought that a blow-job could feel so damn good. Bran was working his cock hard and he knew he would cum soon and it would be like a volcano erupting. Kyle was not too thrilled with taking another man’s tool into his mouth, but he wanted to live…so he focused on his own pleasure and sucked away like a thoughtless machine. Bran however was like an insatiable beast, and Kyle was having trouble trying to hide his moans of pleasure. But when Bran set to work on his head he knew he was going to cum soon. Meanwhile he continued to suck away on Bran’s salty cock taking it all the way in and even occasionally licking Bran’s tight little ball sack. At one point Kyle licked right down Bran’s little nut line, licking the little crease until he heard Bran gasp in pleasure. Soon Kyle felt a wonderful pressure build in his nuts; it flooded right up his shaft, sending waves of pleasure throughout his whole body. Then it happened he felt Bran’s dick throb, and it began to spit out its venom into Kyle’s surprised throat; nearly chocking him during the process. Kyle pulled the still throbbing cock from his mouth and saw Bran’s nuts still dancing in their sack. The sour salty taste was very unpleasant. Then Kyle felt his nuts throb, the pressure in his shaft shot upwards towards the head of his cock and it erupted like a geyser. Kyle cried out loudly as wave after pleasurable wave pulsed out of his gyrating dick. The fluid gushed out of Bran’s mouth and down his chest, he pulled the huge, hot, pulsating cock from his mouth, only to be hit in the face by several more cock spasms. It took quite a bit of time before Kyle’s cock finally emptied itself of all the semen from those massive balls. Bran could see his nuts still contract and heave in their huge skin sack.

“Holy gods.” Kyle said in a weak voice. “I never knew...how...it was…you were…” He regained his composure, realizing that if this lord Bran was unhappy he would die.

“You were incredible all the way around; um…what’s your name?” Bran said standing up, his dick almost totally limp now.

“Kyle, my lord.” He said sitting up. Bran couldn’t help but notice that Kyle’s huge cock was still hard as steel as it rested against his abs. His balls were also still resting on the ground and seemed loose and ready to go at it again.

“Well Kyle, as you can see I have been pleased. So you live, but my dick has had it for tonight. So I will let you go now, goodbye.” With that he grabbed the knife walked to the alley and returned with the guard that Kyle figured knocked him out. The guard cut Kyle free and motioned for him to leave. Kyle grabbed his clothes and did what he could to cover himself and headed back out to the plaza and then to the Inn to meet his friend.

Soon they were at a table eating, laughing, and talking about old times. Marcus told him all about his encounter with Selena. Marcus on the other hand made no mention of his encounter with Bran, he didn’t like thinking about it. It was too confusing and he didn’t want his friend to think he was gay. Soon the topic of the wizard Malaax came up.

“So you know the way to his tower then Marcus?” Kyle said hoping that he indeed did know how to get there.

“Yup, he is powerful and therefore very well known. It’s not too far from here; we’ll go first thing in the morning.” Marcus said pushing his dinner plate away, and taking a swig of the spiced ale for which this place was well known for.

“I want to go ahead and get there, can we head out now?” Kyle said finishing off his own mug of ale.

“Well, we could, but it’s late and this city is dangerous at night trust me.” Marcus said in a very serious way.

“I know it is, I believe you, but I want to get there tonight. Besides you said it wasn’t far from here. C’mon man, please take me?” Kyle said in a pleading voice. Marcus could sense that his friend was not going to back down from this one.

“Ok, ok, fine…you win we’ll go there now then.” Marcus was not happy about it, but he saw that his friend really wanted to go. So together they headed out of the Inn with the painted red horse and out into the warm night air.

Marcus did in fact know the way there, and they had no trouble getting to Malaax’s Tower of Sorcery. It was a five story ivory white tower, covered in thick ivy with only a few sparse windows. The large heavy bronze doors resembled coiled dragons, and looked to be nearly impenetrable. The two young men walked across a small cobblestone courtyard, past a fountain of a nude woman; up the marble stairs to the imposing dragon doors. Then as Kyle was about to knock a woman suddenly opened the heavy looking door effortlessly.

The woman was young maybe twenty, she had braided, sandy blonde hair that gracefully draped over her shoulders. Big saucer blue eyes, that seemed to drink in all the sights around her. She had full, red lips that seemed to pout. She was a petite girl of about five-four, maybe a hundred and fifteen pounds. The white dress she wore enhanced her above average sized breasts, and her nice slim hips. She was of a fair complexion and to both the men an extremely beautiful creature.

“You must be our new apprentice, welcome Kyle.” The woman said in a friendly almost playful tone. “This must be your friend, Marcus. It is a pleasure to meet both of you. My name is Glory, and my father is expecting you both, please follow me.” Glory said as she opened the door and stood to one side. Both the men came inside and though a little puzzled, they followed after Glory. Neither man could resist staring at her ass as she walked. The place was tastefully decorated and had a very homey feel to it. Glory took them down a cedar paneled hallway to a large open library where in sat an old man.

“Father, they are here to see you now.” Glory said quietly and without waiting for an answer, she turned and left the room abruptly.

“You may both stay the night, you will share a room. Tomorrow you will say goodbye to your friend and begin your training Kyle. My house is your house and you will be a welcome member of my family, but my daughter Glory…she is off limits period. Do you understand?” The old man in the black and silver robe starred at them waiting for an answer. He had a long gray beard and wild tangled gray hair. He had a small set of spectacles that rested on his hooked nose. He looked old and very feeble, not very imposing at all.

“Yes, we…I mean I understand master.” Kyle said while fidgeting somewhat.

“Good.” Malaax said. “Now Glory will show you to your room, stay there till breakfast…goodnight.” With that Malaax lost himself into his dusty old tome. When Kyle and Marcus turned around, Glory was standing in the door smiling at the two youths. Neither one heard her come back to the door, she seemed full of surprises.

“Please follow me.” Glory said as she led the way out of the room. They walked back down the hall and turned down another hall that ended in some stairs, with a door right next to the banister. Glory opened the door for them and started to walk off.

“Goodnight Glory.” Marcus said smiling at her.

“Sweet dreams stud.” She said blowing a kiss at him and rounding the corner out of sight. The young men settled in for the night. There was only one bed, so Marcus decided to sleep on the floor. They talked a little about Glory, Malaax, and Kyle being a wizard. But finally sleep set in and both men dozed off soundly. Since Tameer had a very warm temperature year around, both men opted to sleep nude with just a sheet covering their groins.

Suddenly Kyle awoke to a pleasant sensation, his cock was has hard as steel and it was being sucked on. For a brief moment he thought about Bran, but this was better, more intense. When he saw that Glory was buck naked and giving him one hell of a blow-job, he nearly cried out in fear and pleasure.

“What the hell are you doing Glory? Your father said…Kyle was abruptly cut off in mid-sentence by Glory as she pulled his huge dick out of her warm mouth.

“I’m sucking your big dick, so shut up…and as for my father fuck him. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt.” She then proceeded to heft up his huge nuts and lick the underside of his sack, causing Kyle to moan softly.

“You shouldn’t be doing this Glory.” Kyle said making no effort to stop her though he knew that this was wrong. She ignored him and popped his huge red cock –head back into her greedy mouth. All Kyle could do was lay there and moan as she worked his dick and balls. Glory then stood up and straddled the young man; she grabbed hold of his man hood and guided it into her sopping wet pussy. Slowly she lowered herself onto that massive meat; it felt good as it stretched her pussy lips. Her whole vagina was stretched wide and the head of his cock wormed its way deep into her body. Try as she might she could not get him all the way inside of her, so she contented herself with what she had and began to ride him. Kyle was unable to talk he had never felt anything so tight, wet, hot, and ecstatic. The feeling was unbelievable, her pussy sent waves of intense pleasure that rippled from his cock throughout his whole body. As she increased the speed and rhythm he felt his body arch, and the pleasure increase, she began to moan loudly, crying out his name…Kyle she said over and over.

Marcus woke up to a sound he knew well, the sound and smell of sex. His own pecker was already aware and hard as a rock. He glanced over and watched Glory straddle his friend. Their cries of passion became unbearable, his cock quivered hungrily in response to her moans and his gasps. Finally he stood up and walked over to the couple, his cock slapping against his body, and his heavy balls were aching with each step.

“Mind if I join in guys?” Marcus said hopefully.

“Fuck me in the ass now, now, now…I brought some lube, grease up and in.” Glory moaned. Marcus waited for a second to see what Kyle would say, but he was too caught up in his own pleasure to care. So Marcus quickly greased his dick and her ass liberally, while she tried to tame his friend’s bucking stallion. Marcus then lined the head of his large cock up to her butt-hole, and then slowly pushed his head in to her bowels. She leaned up more against Kyle’s body as he entered her from behind. She let out a cry of pain and pleasure. Soon Marcus had sunk his cock to the hilt, and it felt great. He didn’t care one bit that his balls would occasionally slap against Kyle’s nuts or even his cock. Soon the three of them developed a rhythm that was intense for all involved. Glory seemed to be totally lost in orgasmic wave after wave. Kyle was grunting as she rode him hard and he kept her perky breasts busy. And as for Marcus, that tight ass was more then his poor dick could handle. Soon he felt his cock jerk and then load after load was emptied out of his swaying balls and into her butt. He had load after load pumped out of his cock and it dribbled out of her ass, over his cock and down onto Kyle’s sweaty balls. Kyle’s own orgasm was so intense that he felt his own body spasm uncontrollably and his cries of pleasure were louder then either of the other two. His dick erupted with such ferocity that he nearly bucked her on to the floor. His balls shuddered in their mammoth sack anxious to spit out more of its seed. Kyle's jism could not be contained in Glory's quaking pussy. It flooded out and back onto the very nuts that produced it. Then there was a voice it was familiar yet distant. It said nothing but yet something was heard and then the room came alive with energy…then all went dark

Kyle awoke in a poorly lit chamber, he was spread-eagled and naked on a table, there were no bonds, straps or manacles, but yet he could not move or change position. The only part he could move was his head and neck. So he glanced around the room, it was a dimly lit chamber with no windows and no furniture other then this table and one other table. He looked over to see his friend Marcus naked and also appeared to be held by the same force as he was.

“Hello? “ Kyle said trying to conceal the fear in his voice.

“Ah I see you are awake.” Kyle looked over to Malaax stepping from the shadows to the side of the table. “I told you that my daughter was off-limits, but you refused to heed my warning now you will pay the price for love or should I say lust.” Malaax said in a sinister tone that made Kyle shudder.

“She came in naked and was on me first…I-I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen.” Kyle said hoping that he would believe his story.

“I know, and she will be punished also…you see I am going to have her castrate the two of you as a punishment to the three of you. You will then be allowed to be around her all you want.” Malaax said with a spiteful grin.

“Cas-Castrate us? You mean she is going to cut my nuts off? And Marcus’s as well? I don’t want to be nutted…please no!” Kyle cried out in fear and anguish, he looked down at his large nuts and thought about how much pleasure was supposed to be ahead for him. But the thought of being neutered was truly terrifying to him.

“It’s such a shame too, you have such a large cock, its sad to think that never again will you get that to stand up. It will also begin to shrink somewhat too, especially since it won’t be able to get erect ever again. Not to mention the sack you have on you, it’ll be a shame to remove those huge virile nuts you possess. Same goes for your friend, he is also very well-endowed, such a shame to have him nutted too. I hope you enjoyed your last acts as men. More importantly I hope it will be worth the loss you are going to have to live without.” With that Malaax opened the door and in came Glory carrying a case. It was obvious that she had been crying earlier.

“If I don’t castrate you, he’ll kill you so I have too. I don’t want to severe your manhood, but I have no choice. She began to cry and Kyle could feel the tears well up in his eyes, he nodded reluctantly. She set the case on the table opened it. She removed a tight leather noose. She slipped it over his massive scrotum; it took her a little bit to tuck in his nuts. When she succeeded she slid the noose up to the neck of his heavy, hairy sack. She pulled his scrotum till the leather was flush with his body. She then looked him in the eyes and he nodded slowly. With a sudden snap of her wrist, his scrotum became a prison for his bulging balls. The pain was intense and nearly caused Kyle to black out; he saw his trapped nuts bulging in their sack, crying out for him to save them. All Kyle could do was watch and hope that it would be over quickly. Glory then moved to Marcus and stretched his scrotum through the noose and again trapped another pair in preparation for their impending castration. When the pain in his groin registered in his brain, Marcus awoke in agony. He looked down to see his family jewels trapped and hurting, he glanced over at Kyle and then to Glory wanting an explanation.

“We are to be castrated Marcus, for disobedience.” Kyle said tearfully trying to hold back his pain and defeat.

“I don’t want to be castrated, I love sex, women, there is a girl Selena who I am going to fuck tonight…I can’t do that if I don’t have my balls.” Marcus said pleadingly.

“I am sorry Marcus.” Glory said. “But I have to castrate you to save your life and you will never be able to fuck again. I’m so sorry.”

“Please no Glory, please not my balls…I’ll do anything…please don’t nut us…please?” Marcus said crying letting the tears flow freely. Glory pulled a sharp knife from the leather case and walked to Marcus’s table, he desperately tried to struggle, close his legs, anything to prevent the loss of his potency. His large cock was harder then it ever would be again, it throbbed in response to his fear. She began to cry as she rested the blade against his large nut sack, just below the noose. Slowly she sawed through his manhood, he writhed in pain and cried out begging not to be be made a eunuch as she cut into his very being. Suddenly his dick exploded in a cascading flood of semen spewing out onto his stomach in waves of pleasure and agony. And with one last motion she felt his scrotum and balls drop into her hand. The last of his juice still oozing out of his castrated cock. It was a large warm, soft pair that sshe had in her hand, she could still feel them vibrating in their skinpouch as she set them in a jar next to her case. Marcus looked at the severed nuts that were only seconds ago the source of his pride and virility. They were gone now. And all that remained was a dull ache, then Marcus passed out from the shock and pain.

Glory next moved to Kyle, even though his nuts must have been aching, and he witnessed his friend’s castration, he still sported a raging boner. His dick seemed to not care that it’s ability to reach this state was soon going to be taken from it forever. She kissed his lips then slowly began to jerk his cock for him. Glory was barely able to get her hand around its girth. She worked his massive thick veined shaft, repeatedly increasing her strokes and grip around his bulbous head. Soon she saw him arch his back and cry out her name for the last time. She saw his trapped blue balls quiver in their huge sack and a flood of jizz throbbed with a fury out of his dick, forming a huge puddle on his abs. His gigantic cock continued to throb and pulse in her grip. It was such a shame, a waste that this huge penis would soon loose some of its length and girth, that it would never again stand up proud or pulse out its seed for his pleasure…such a waste Glory thought. But it had to be done to save his life. She moved the knife to the base of his still pulsing balls and began to cut through all the flesh that made Kyle a man. It seemed to take forever to remove Kyle’s massive scrotum, there was so much wrinkled skin to cut through. Not once did he cry out in pain, but by the way his body twitched, the way he arched his back, the grimace on his face, made it very apparent that the pain was immense. And when Glory finished severing his over-sized genitals from his body, she was amazed at the pure size and vitality that they still seemingly contained,it took both of her hands to hold the still quaking testicles. She looked over at Kyle who had passed out from the pain of his loss. Already his massive cock began to go flaccid and it somehow already looked smaller without the weight of those big balls under it.

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