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    The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    War of Lust Part Two


    Prologue


    I haven’t thought of a name for the world I have created yet. But for now we can call it the Continent. This is a late medieval setting with no advanced technology. Dominating the center of this land are the wide plains of grass and beasts. Small city-states dot this land, but no one city has conquered others to form an empire. Living away from the cities are nomads who travel following the herds of horses and bison in temporary villages. To the west of these grasslands is a dense jungle that extends from the edge of the plains to the coast. Only a few cities exist on the border between the tropical forest and sea, as the jungle is filled with savage beasts and tribes of feral orcs that sometimes raid beyond their borders. To the south stretches a broad desert of sand dunes and blistering sun. But civilization has thrived here in the hidden pockets of greenery and water that dot this hot land. It’s people are dark skinned and proud of their heritage, and are know as fierce warriors. To the north of the plains a wall of forested mountains rise above the plains. A great tectonic plate causes the mountains to rise out of the plain like a wall of shields, with only a few passes that can be traversed in the summer. From these peaks great rivers cascade down in waterfalls of melted snow to spread across the plains like great fingers. In this wild land savage men, orcs, and large beasts roam the wilds. Hunting each other and occasionally raiding south in the summer when the snows melt. To the east are rolling hills and valleys with rivers running through them towards the eastern sea. These men are civilized but are more cruel and often wage war on their rivals, which include the people of the plains. The temples in this world do not have worldly domain, but instead seek to mold the minds and will of the people towards their goddess. So instead of ruling a vast state, followers of Mysha would advise or be invited to mediate between rulers or rival parties seeking to promote unity. Mysha has great sway over the central plains, jungle cities of the west, and the warriors of the south. But the east and north is under the sway of the followers of Lilith. They drive the people their to increase their lust for pleasure, power, and conflict. Often both temples send disciples to try and convert towns and cities of their rivals, causing a never ending war between the rival worshipers to be hidden from public view. Both sides are committed to the utter destruction of the other, and no mercy is shown to any rival disciples that is captured and defeated. With each city and person who worships their Goddess sending them power, both sides hope to eventually grant enough might to their chosen deity to have one overthrow and devour their eternal rival and all her followers.




    Chapter 1


    Kev had been born in a village of the northern plains, where the mountains rose up as a natural bulwark to clearly separate the boundaries of the civilized lands of the plain, and the wild reaches of the northern mountains and evergreen forests. Growing up the son of a horse breeders, he often roamed the plains with the herds of his village. Participating in the chase of wild herds of horses and taming of bucking stallions of which the plains were famous for. His village had little desire to permanently settle, and they were not hindered by the surrounding cities who wished to trade for their wonderful horses. As such, Kev was never really brought up particularly religiously and had never meet a follower of Mysha. His spurt of growth during his teens and strong even features started to attract the attention of most of the girls of the village. Of fair skin darkened by a lifetime of sun while traveling the great central plains, his brown hair and hazel eyes had always sparkled with the wanderlust for new horizons. This eventually led him to leave family and home to strike out to make his own destiny, much to the dismay of several of the young women he left behind.


    After a few years of traveling and minor adventures he found himself at the very center of the plains at the grand city of Sunspire. At the heart of the city a great tower rose above the plains as if reaching for the sun. Beneath the shadow of this magnificent monument to the people of the plains, was the largest temple to the Goddess Mysha on the continent. When Kev eyes first glimpsed the golden coronet of the tower above the horizon, he felt a strange compulsion that grew stronger the closer to the city he approached. Now able to see the shining white marble of the city walls and buildings, topped with tiles and shingles in a riot of colors that dazzled the eye after the endless sea of green grass he had spent his whole life navigating. Entering the great gates his feet lead him without thought down winding cobble streets filled with a collection of people from the entire continent who sole purpose seemed to be to have him buy something from them. Before even thinking of finding an inn to stable his horse and find a place to turn in for the night, he found himself shrouded in the long shadow of the tower. He was drawn deeper and deeper into the maze of streets, leaving the courtyard markets and passing between the larger buildings of the soldiers and government towards the center of the city. When he saw the great domed temple at the base of the tower the compulsion became overwhelming. He approached the great open doors where a stream of petitioners were waiting patiently and chatting together, he strode past them to a group of priests in robes who talked at the top of the wide stairs. One of the priests seemed to straighten as if he heard a voice calling his name, and turned towards Kev who strode up the stairs towards him. Stopping in front of the priest Kev found his voice speaking his sudden compulsion, “I have been called to serve our Goddess, will you show me the way?” Kev suddenly knew with every fiber of his being that this was his ultimate purpose, it was only the golden light of the tower that had illuminated his desire for the first time. The priest responded, “As I was called and shown the way, I shall now show you.” Thus began the years of training that Kev would receive at the temple in Sunspire.


    Several other initiates were training along with Kev. Bella was a fellow initiate who had been born in the deserts of the south her dark skin, hair, and eyes proclaiming her proud heritage of fierce warriors for all to see. Kev and Bella trained with all manner of fellow students and teachers, male and female, priests and priestess, or visiting warrior paladins. All were trained in the art of meditation and mediation. One of the important roles of a follower of Mysha was to promote unity and love between not only married couples or lovers, but indeed entire villages or cities. The hard earned skills of a sword and shield were acquired though nicks and scars on hands, or bruises that faded over time. All disciples of Mysha had to be trained to survive any situation, as the calling to serve and spread her worship often lead to the most dangerous of places. And most importantly the acolytes trained to learn the erotic arts and magic of their deity. These skills would be constantly tested and expanded upon, and the long years of study was by no means tedious to the willing acolytes. While both Bella and Kev trained with multiple partners, they found an attraction to each other that was complemented by their similar personalities. Both were bold and decisive, often during their“training” sessions they would often lose themselves in the struggle to dominate the other. These playful bouts continued until the end of their time at the temple and initiation as a full fledged priest and priestess of Mysha. It was then that Bella learned that her people needed her in the southern deserts, while Kev was being sent to the western coast and the natural harbor of Zakar deep in the western jungle. After spending an entire day and night in unrestrained passion, they promised to stay in touch in the future and fondly parted ways.


    It was at the great port of the city-state of Zakar at the jungles edge where he had met a fellow priestess of Mysha assigned to the temple called Kara. Who’s small freckled build with blond pixie hair, vibrant energy, and laughing blue eyes had swept up his heart and soul like the strong summer winds that blew across the central plains. Her free spirit and constant teasing flustered and excited even the temple trained Kev. Beneath this sweet veneer Kara also had a deep sexual drive. When he was with her Kev often imagined himself as a man astride a small raft during a hurricane at sea, just trying to keep his head above the waves. And while she may have been his physical opposite, he found a wholeness of spirit with her by his side. While Kev continued to stay in touch with Bella and inform her of his growing feelings towards Kara, he eventually married Kara with the full blessing of Bella who had never really wanted to settle down. The head priests of Mysha welcomed unions between their followers, as they knew it brought both closer to their Goddess and sent her more power. For several years Kev and Kara lived in the jungles of the west, and Kev found his wanderlust a thing of the past while in her arms.


    But eventually the bliss came to an end. While protecting a village from a feral orc raid out of the jungle, Kara was struck down by an arrow to the throat. Her death crushed Kev, and for several months he remained in mourning in Zakar. When Bella found out she wrote to him constantly trying to raise his spirits. Without Kara to anchor his wanderlust, Kev asked for an assignment to the savage north lands near his birthplace. During the summer he trekked across the open mountain pass and into the wilderness, to forge a new community of followers to the worship of Mysha.




    I think I am going to stop there. That should be enough world building for one writing session. The next part will pick up a few years later after Kev has successfully brought some civilization to the northern passes. But this incursion and progress has not gone unnoticed. The next part will set the stage of the Kev’s battle with a follower of Lilith. This was a much more detailed introduction to the protagonist than the previous battle, but I had no idea this many ideas were in my head until now. It is fun to try and piece together the sources of my inspiration, as it seems to be a huge patchwork quilt of different novels or stories I have read during my life. Who knew?

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

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    War of Lust Part Two


    Prologue


    I haven’t thought of a name for the world I have created yet. But for now we can call it the Continent. This is a late medieval setting with no advanced technology. Dominating the center of this land are the wide plains of grass and beasts. Small city-states dot this land, but no one city has conquered others to form an empire. Living away from the cities are nomads who travel following the herds of horses and bison in temporary villages. To the west of these grasslands is a dense jungle that extends from the edge of the plains to the coast. Only a few cities exist on the border between the tropical forest and sea, as the jungle is filled with savage beasts and tribes of feral orcs that sometimes raid beyond their borders. To the south stretches a broad desert of sand dunes and blistering sun. But civilization has thrived here in the hidden pockets of greenery and water that dot this hot land. It’s people are dark skinned and proud of their heritage, and are know as fierce warriors. To the north of the plains a wall of forested mountains rise above the plains. A great tectonic plate causes the mountains to rise out of the plain like a wall of shields, with only a few passes that can be traversed in the summer. From these peaks great rivers cascade down in waterfalls of melted snow to spread across the plains like great fingers. In this wild land savage men, orcs, and large beasts roam the wilds. Hunting each other and occasionally raiding south in the summer when the snows melt. To the east are rolling hills and valleys with rivers running through them towards the eastern sea. These men are civilized but are more cruel and often wage war on their rivals, which include the people of the plains. The temples in this world do not have worldly domain, but instead seek to mold the minds and will of the people towards their goddess. So instead of ruling a vast state, followers of Mysha would advise or be invited to mediate between rulers or rival parties seeking to promote unity. Mysha has great sway over the central plains, jungle cities of the west, and the warriors of the south. But the east and north is under the sway of the followers of Lilith. They drive the people their to increase their lust for pleasure, power, and conflict. Often both temples send disciples to try and convert towns and cities of their rivals, causing a never ending war between the rival worshipers to be hidden from public view. Both sides are committed to the utter destruction of the other, and no mercy is shown to any rival disciples that is captured and defeated. With each city and person who worships their Goddess sending them power, both sides hope to eventually grant enough might to their chosen deity to have one overthrow and devour their eternal rival and all her followers.




    Chapter 1


    Kev had been born in a village of the northern plains, where the mountains rose up as a natural bulwark to clearly separate the boundaries of the civilized lands of the plain, and the wild reaches of the northern mountains and evergreen forests. Growing up the son of a horse breeders, he often roamed the plains with the herds of his village. Participating in the chase of wild herds of horses and taming of bucking stallions of which the plains were famous for. His village had little desire to permanently settle, and they were not hindered by the surrounding cities who wished to trade for their wonderful horses. As such, Kev was never really brought up particularly religiously and had never meet a follower of Mysha. His spurt of growth during his teens and strong even features started to attract the attention of most of the girls of the village. Of fair skin darkened by a lifetime of sun while traveling the great central plains, his brown hair and hazel eyes had always sparkled with the wanderlust for new horizons. This eventually led him to leave family and home to strike out to make his own destiny, much to the dismay of several of the young women he left behind.


    After a few years of traveling and minor adventures he found himself at the very center of the plains at the grand city of Sunspire. At the heart of the city a great tower rose above the plains as if reaching for the sun. Beneath the shadow of this magnificent monument to the people of the plains, was the largest temple to the Goddess Mysha on the continent. When Kev eyes first glimpsed the golden coronet of the tower above the horizon, he felt a strange compulsion that grew stronger the closer to the city he approached. Now able to see the shining white marble of the city walls and buildings, topped with tiles and shingles in a riot of colors that dazzled the eye after the endless sea of green grass he had spent his whole life navigating. Entering the great gates his feet lead him without thought down winding cobble streets filled with a collection of people from the entire continent who sole purpose seemed to be to have him buy something from them. Before even thinking of finding an inn to stable his horse and find a place to turn in for the night, he found himself shrouded in the long shadow of the tower. He was drawn deeper and deeper into the maze of streets, leaving the courtyard markets and passing between the larger buildings of the soldiers and government towards the center of the city. When he saw the great domed temple at the base of the tower the compulsion became overwhelming. He approached the great open doors where a stream of petitioners were waiting patiently and chatting together, he strode past them to a group of priests in robes who talked at the top of the wide stairs. One of the priests seemed to straighten as if he heard a voice calling his name, and turned towards Kev who strode up the stairs towards him. Stopping in front of the priest Kev found his voice speaking his sudden compulsion, “I have been called to serve our Goddess, will you show me the way?” Kev suddenly knew with every fiber of his being that this was his ultimate purpose, it was only the golden light of the tower that had illuminated his desire for the first time. The priest responded, “As I was called and shown the way, I shall now show you.” Thus began the years of training that Kev would receive at the temple in Sunspire.


    Several other initiates were training along with Kev. Bella was a fellow initiate who had been born in the deserts of the south her dark skin, hair, and eyes proclaiming her proud heritage of fierce warriors for all to see. Kev and Bella trained with all manner of fellow students and teachers, male and female, priests and priestess, or visiting warrior paladins. All were trained in the art of meditation and mediation. One of the important roles of a follower of Mysha was to promote unity and love between not only married couples or lovers, but indeed entire villages or cities. The hard earned skills of a sword and shield were acquired though nicks and scars on hands, or bruises that faded over time. All disciples of Mysha had to be trained to survive any situation, as the calling to serve and spread her worship often lead to the most dangerous of places. And most importantly the acolytes trained to learn the erotic arts and magic of their deity. These skills would be constantly tested and expanded upon, and the long years of study was by no means tedious to the willing acolytes. While both Bella and Kev trained with multiple partners, they found an attraction to each other that was complemented by their similar personalities. Both were bold and decisive, often during their“training” sessions they would often lose themselves in the struggle to dominate the other. These playful bouts continued until the end of their time at the temple and initiation as a full fledged priest and priestess of Mysha. It was then that Bella learned that her people needed her in the southern deserts, while Kev was being sent to the western coast and the natural harbor of Zakar deep in the western jungle. After spending an entire day and night in unrestrained passion, they promised to stay in touch in the future and fondly parted ways.


    It was at the great port of the city-state of Zakar at the jungles edge where he had met a fellow priestess of Mysha assigned to the temple called Kara. Who’s small freckled build with blond pixie hair, vibrant energy, and laughing blue eyes had swept up his heart and soul like the strong summer winds that blew across the central plains. Her free spirit and constant teasing flustered and excited even the temple trained Kev. Beneath this sweet veneer Kara also had a deep sexual drive. When he was with her Kev often imagined himself as a man astride a small raft during a hurricane at sea, just trying to keep his head above the waves. And while she may have been his physical opposite, he found a wholeness of spirit with her by his side. While Kev continued to stay in touch with Bella and inform her of his growing feelings towards Kara, he eventually married Kara with the full blessing of Bella who had never really wanted to settle down. The head priests of Mysha welcomed unions between their followers, as they knew it brought both closer to their Goddess and sent her more power. For several years Kev and Kara lived in the jungles of the west, and Kev found his wanderlust a thing of the past while in her arms.


    But eventually the bliss came to an end. While protecting a village from a feral orc raid out of the jungle, Kara was struck down by an arrow to the throat. Her death crushed Kev, and for several months he remained in mourning in Zakar. When Bella found out she wrote to him constantly trying to raise his spirits. Without Kara to anchor his wanderlust, Kev asked for an assignment to the savage north lands near his birthplace. During the summer he trekked across the open mountain pass and into the wilderness, to forge a new community of followers to the worship of Mysha.




    I think I am going to stop there. That should be enough world building for one writing session. The next part will pick up a few years later after Kev has successfully brought some civilization to the northern passes. But this incursion and progress has not gone unnoticed. The next part will set the stage of the Kev’s battle with a follower of Lilith. This was a much more detailed introduction to the protagonist than the previous battle, but I had no idea this many ideas were in my head until now. It is fun to try and piece together the sources of my inspiration, as it seems to be a huge patchwork quilt of different novels or stories I have read during my life. Who knew?
    Wonderful... looking forward to read next chapters...

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Rajesh, you don't need to repeat the whole story every time you post. Just hit "reply to thread" rather than "reply with quote".

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Thanks JB....I am quite new to the app...but still comment coming from u with my name mentioned is an honor

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    This is chapter two of Kev's story. This should set the stage for the big confrontation between a more seasoned and powerful Kev; and a powerful priest of Lilith coming to challenge him.
    Enjoy


    War of Lust Part Two
    Chapter 2


    Kev often traveled from town to town in the north, staying for a few weeks to trying to mediate disputes and educate the people who were his enemies. Kev often found himself challenged to combat frequently as these people had been raised believing Mysha to be a weak god. But by defeating the leaders and warriors of each town, instead of slaying them he would try to convert them to the worship of Mysha. Gradually Kev made inroads with these people, as they still refused to convert to Mysha but learned to tolerate Kev.


    The turning point was when Kev found himself publicly confronted by a pretty young woman with short black hair who was a disciple of Lilith. She had heard of a priest of Mysha had crossed the border and was attempting to sway the populace away from Lilith. In front of the whole village she had challenged him to an erotic duel to the death, to show these people who’s god was indeed stronger. He agreed and the village chieftain had offered the use of his abode for the duel. Both Kev and the rival priestess had entered and began to strip. Kev stood at six feet tall revealing a taunt, hairless, muscled body honed by life on the frontier and dealing with constant challenges to his martial prowess. The shorter priestess revealing a pair of small breasts and fighters physique with two large tattoos on each of her thighs and a landing strip on her mound. As the priestess removed her clothing she taunted Kev by explaining the tattoos she had adorned herself with were for each follower of Mysha she had defeated and offered up to Lilith. Kev was filled with not fear, but a hot fury as she flaunted her kills. Many of his friends, fellow students, former teachers, or more distant acquaintances had fallen to disciples of Lilith. Just as sure many of this priestess’ former comrades had fallen and been offered to Mysha.


    This was why both temples showed no mercy to each other and loathed and despised their rival order. Everyone on both sides had lost someone they loved or knew in this conflict of between gods; be it a family member, lover, teacher, student, or friend. And the knowledge that their souls were utterly consumed made the loss even more painful. Being closer to their Goddess’ meant the disciples of both were particularly swayed by the influence of the deities and unconsciously exhibited the hate and desire to devour both felt towards each other. Both Kev and his rival called upon the blessing of their Goddess’, and then hatefully embraced their foe and unleashed their magic into the other.


    Outside the villagers heard the great conflict continue the entire day. Shouts and groans emanated from the building as the battle continued to be waged. Often there were long periods of silence, so some brave people crept up to the side of the building only to hear the soft moans of both a male and female voice together and the slapping of flesh. The people of the village felt a shift in their hearts suddenly as dusk began to settle in. Inside the building, Kev had gained an overwhelming advantage over his rival. Over the course of the day both had tried to drain the other of erotic power, with the rival priestess sometimes having the edge. Earlier that day she had trapped Kev from behind in an arm lock while using her other hand to milk him for several orgasms. Or when she had successfully mounted his face and tried to suffocate him while reaching back to torture his balls. But while he was training in the temple of Sunspire, his tutors realized that Kev was a natural prodigy in the erotic arts of Mysha. Of all his classmates except perhaps Bella, he was viewed as the strongest student of his class. Kev used his considerable skills to eventually mold her cunt to the shape of his thrusting cock, bringing her to several consecutive orgasms. Then he had lay atop her legs while locking her hands in his, giving his mouth and tongue free access to plunder her pussy like a cat playing with an injured mouse. By dusk she had begun to lose control of her body, and realized that she had been drained by Kev. She begged to be spared, but Kev knew if she was freed she would only be driven by her Goddess to slay more people. Remembering how she had reveled in her tattoos commemorating the deaths of his fellow disciples, he drained the last of her essence from her and sent her soul to his Goddess to be devoured. He felt a wave of exultation fill him as Mysha showed favor to a loyal follower.


    When the door to the chieftain’s abode opened, the villagers saw the naked Kev carrying the dead nude priestess out before dumping her body in the snow. He ordered for her to be taken to the burial ground but for no marking to be made on her grave. The people saw now the power of Mysha had defeated Lilith and the entire village swore fealty to her. This quickly led to word of his battle spreading among the other villages,and Kev began to make real progress in his holy work. Soon a string of towns had joined in worship of Mysha and had given up the warring life.

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    War of Lust Part 2
    Chapter 3


    Five years had past since Kev had first crossed the snowy pass into the wild north. Kev had grown and changed much during these years of hardship. The challenges he had surmounted forging him into a powerful priest of Mysha and a great leader among the newly converted people of the north that he had convinced to abandon their worship of Lilith. A small string of villages and outposts now buffered the people of the plains against raiding from the north, and trading caravans were beginning to become more regular through the passes during the hot months when travel was possible. This brought tools and luxuries to the once uncivilized north men, who in turn traded high quality timber and fur to the voracious markets of the plains. Having abandoned the life of conquest and lust for power, these people slowly came to embrace the tenets of Mysha.


    Kev still frequently moved between the settlements he had converted, offer his guidance to the local rulers and people. He would often arbitrate disputes ranging from quarrels between spouses up to stopping neighboring towns from returning to their warlike ways against each other. He also trained any husbands or lovers willing to learn in arts of how to pleasure a woman. He never imposed himself on any couple unless they invited him to join them, often only directly training the men. Occasionally a priestess of Mysha would travel with one of the caravans and spend many weeks training the wives and females of the villages in the erotic arts as well. Bella was one of the priestess who made the crossing to see Kev, and recently had been coming quite regularly.


    Kev found her more mature than the young acolyte he had trained with, and she had grown into an even more fascinating women with a deep passion for life. Bella and Kev would frequently spend several days together filled with lovemaking and exchanging ideas. Kev found himself anticipating her visits more and more, while quietly dreading the long winters they were forced to spend apart. For her part Bella had rediscovered an older more experienced man than she had constantly engaged with during her temple training. She knew that Kev had finally healed from the loss of his wife Kara, and had already decided to claim Kev as her own. Not that she told him, as she found Kev’s struggle with his rekindled feelings for her hilarious and enjoyed seeing his love for her grow while while he himself remained completely oblivious as men often did.


    In the five years that Kev had lived in the snowy mountains and forests of the north, he had been challenged twice by disciples of Lilith after his initial encounter with the tattooed priestess. Once from a young man with the dark eyes and fair skin of a native of the north, and another time by a middle aged women from one of cities of the East. The man had been stronger in the erotic arts than the first priestess he had defeated,and his sensual duel with Kev had been hard fought with both men often being temporarily helpless to their rivals skills and magic. Both of their long hard cocks were blasted and abused with magic, the slightest graze of the two cock heads together to cause them to spurt their seed and coat their rival’s spear. This unending supply of slick fluid was quickly used to lubricate whatever violations they could impose upon their enemy. But Kev had been able to capitalize on a mistake when his rival had become too arrogant. After defeating Kev in one of many tests of strength, he had mounted Kev from behind and hooked a thumb in his cheek to wrench his head to an awkward angle; simultaneously he reached around to fondle and stoke Kev to towards completion. Kev used the man’s rough thrusting and sense of domination over him to his advantage, subtly using his magic to stimulate the man violating him so that he received much more pleasure than was being forced out of him by sensual sliding of his enemy’s hand. When the dark priest began to groan and spilled his seed into him, Kev’s strike in return plowed his magic into his foe the same way he was being ravaged by the man’s rock hard penis. This set off a chain of spurting orgasms in his opponent which Kev used to drain him of enough power to gain the decisive edge in their battle. While they continued to fuck and wrestle together for some time after this exchange, the outcome of the battle had been decided. Kev finished off his foe in the same position he had been forced into,thrusting into him from behind while his hand mercilessly stroked up and down his shaft while assaulting his rival’s cock and balls with powerful magic. After draining him of all his power and seed he broke Lilith’s blessing on the priest, and sent his rival’s screaming soul straight to Mysha to be consumed.


    Years later his next battle had almost been his last. A beautiful and curvaceous middle aged woman had approached him as he held court for petitions who wished his wisdom and guidance. She had boldly stated she was a high priestess of Lilith and that she was here to return these people to the proper worship of her deity. She would do this by offering his soul to Lilith in front of all who see. Both stripped naked in the grand hall and embarked on a sexual duel to the death with the entire village watching. Kev’s lean muscled body and long 9 inch cock against the ponderous breasts and wide hips of the blond haired priestess. Kev found himself constantly being overwhelmed during the duel by the sensual skills of the vixen he faced. He was paralyzed for a long period at the start of the duel when she slowly and masterfully sucked his full length up and down her throat with her thick lips. Her eyes remaining locked with his, she made him blast two consecutive powerful loads directly down her throat in the first engagement. Feeling a massive drain on his power Kev knew he had to keep her lips away from his cock as much as possible. He threw her onto a table and buried his face between her large thighs, shortly afterwards bringing her to a screaming orgasm that coated his face in her juices. The battle constantly shifted from position to position as each was brought to shuddering orgasms and each mounted the other. Through the magic they used to violate each other, both sensed each others weakness. Knowing he was vulnerable to her lips the dark priestess constantly tried to attach her mouth onto Kev’s cock to draw out more of his seed and power. Kev found her weakness to be her large breasts and would roughly fuck her tits with his cock while his fingers cruelly twisted her nipples as he magically poured pleasure into her huge breasts and in return stole her essence as she cried out in ecstasy from his abuse. After several hours of unbearable pleasure both agreed to finish the duel in the 69 position with each devouring the other until a victor emerged. With the woman laying atop him both began their final assault. Kev’s hands rarely left the breasts of rival atop him, constantly squeezing and milking the giant breasts. His tongue would slide back and forth between her clit and anus abusing everything in between. Her lips and throat would constantly be sliding up and down Kev’s sensitive cock, drawing pulsing spurts of seed with regularity. Occasionally she would release his shaft to her hand as she sucked in his balls and rolled them around with her tongue. During the hours of pleasurable torture they poured into each other, Kev was slowly able to drain the power from dark priestess and defeated her as she cried out in the final throes of passion before she died.


    Kev required more than a week to regain his strength after that titanic duel. He had never been so close to utter destruction in all of his battles. But with each victory his confidence rightfully grew. It was on one autumn morning that Kev awoke to vague unsettled feeling, but he shoved it aside as he was holding a petitioner session today for all the people in the local area. Bella had left a few weeks earlier with the final caravan before the pass was filled with snow. After a night of passion they had lain in an exhausted embrace together and quiet talked, promising to reconnect again in the spring when the snow melted. Arriving at the meeting hall he noticed a larger group of petitioners than usual, so he quickly went to work offering succor and guidance to the people under his care. Several of the disputes were from people he had not seen in years, while others came with grievances he remembered solving only weeks ago. Towards the end of the day the last petitioner entered the hall. A tall man with the dark midnight skin of a native of the southern deserts, his shaved head glistened in the torchlight. When he raised his dark eyes to meet Kev’s gaze, a shock of magic and recognition passed between the two men. Kev immediately knew the culprit of all the strife he had attempted to soothe today was before him. The dark priest’s mere presence and aura alone driving the local people to anger and strife more easily. Kev also knew why he had felt the sense of disquiet this morning. Dismissing everyone from the hall, Kev motioned for the man to follow him. With exchanging a word they returned to his house and straight to his room where a large fur rug covered the floor between the fireplace and the bed. Kev quickly lit the fire and stood up to face the other man.


    Both men locked their smoldering gaze and stared as they felt the room quickly heat up as they appraised their rival before them. Kev broke the silence first, “My name is Kev, a servant of Mysha and protector of this town. What is your name?” A deep voice rolled out of the man as replied, “I am Rak of the Shasa tribe, and I follow the true Goddess Lilith. It is an honor to finally meet you.” These words surprised Kev, who was used to only hearing taunts and threats from the rival order. “For what honor do you ascribe to me Rak?” Kev ask hesitantly. “You have brought this whole region of the north away from the worship of my god, not an easy task.” Rak replied. As he continued a spark of hate and loss flared in his eyes, “And you have slain two of my apprentices that I have sent to destroy you, a young woman and man.” The spark ignited into a bonfire in his eyes as his whole visage shifted to a snarl, “And finally you slew a fellow high priestess of my order. For this and the other transgressions I have decided to come deal with you myself.” Kev could feel his passionate loathing rising up to answer Rak’s hate, covering his face in an answering sneer as he remembered all of his previous challenges that had almost destroyed him. “So you are the author of the constant assaults on me. When I have dealt with you perhaps they will have learned not to challenge me further.” Both men eyes burned into each other as they mentally prepared for the coming battle.


    That is the end of Part Three
    We now know the who the antagonist of this story will be. I hope you have enjoyed the story and format so far. More to come soon.
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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

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    War of Lust Part 2
    Chapter 3


    Five years had past since Kev had first crossed the snowy pass into the wild north. Kev had grown and changed much during these years of hardship. The challenges he had surmounted forging him into a powerful priest of Mysha and a great leader among the newly converted people of the north that he had convinced to abandon their worship of Lilith. A small string of villages and outposts now buffered the people of the plains against raiding from the north, and trading caravans were beginning to become more regular through the passes during the hot months when travel was possible. This brought tools and luxuries to the once uncivilized north men, who in turn traded high quality timber and fur to the voracious markets of the plains. Having abandoned the life of conquest and lust for power, these people slowly came to embrace the tenets of Mysha.


    Kev still frequently moved between the settlements he had converted, offer his guidance to the local rulers and people. He would often arbitrate disputes ranging from quarrels between spouses up to stopping neighboring towns from returning to their warlike ways against each other. He also trained any husbands or lovers willing to learn in arts of how to pleasure a woman. He never imposed himself on any couple unless they invited him to join them, often only directly training the men. Occasionally a priestess of Mysha would travel with one of the caravans and spend many weeks training the wives and females of the villages in the erotic arts as well. Bella was one of the priestess who made the crossing to see Kev, and recently had been coming quite regularly.


    Kev found her more mature than the young acolyte he had trained with, and she had grown into an even more fascinating women with a deep passion for life. Bella and Kev would frequently spend several days together filled with lovemaking and exchanging ideas. Kev found himself anticipating her visits more and more, while quietly dreading the long winters they were forced to spend apart. For her part Bella had rediscovered an older more experienced man than she had constantly engaged with during her temple training. She knew that Kev had finally healed from the loss of his wife Kara, and had already decided to claim Kev as her own. Not that she told him, as she found Kev’s struggle with his rekindled feelings for her hilarious and enjoyed seeing his love for her grow while while he himself remained completely oblivious as men often did.


    In the five years that Kev had lived in the snowy mountains and forests of the north, he had been challenged twice by disciples of Lilith after his initial encounter with the tattooed priestess. Once from a young man with the dark eyes and fair skin of a native of the north, and another time by a middle aged women from one of cities of the East. The man had been stronger in the erotic arts than the first priestess he had defeated,and his sensual duel with Kev had been hard fought with both men often being temporarily helpless to their rivals skills and magic. Both of their long hard cocks were blasted and abused with magic, the slightest graze of the two cock heads together to cause them to spurt their seed and coat their rival’s spear. This unending supply of slick fluid was quickly used to lubricate whatever violations they could impose upon their enemy. But Kev had been able to capitalize on a mistake when his rival had become too arrogant. After defeating Kev in one of many tests of strength, he had mounted Kev from behind and hooked a thumb in his cheek to wrench his head to an awkward angle; simultaneously he reached around to fondle and stoke Kev to towards completion. Kev used the man’s rough thrusting and sense of domination over him to his advantage, subtly using his magic to stimulate the man violating him so that he received much more pleasure than was being forced out of him by sensual sliding of his enemy’s hand. When the dark priest began to groan and spilled his seed into him, Kev’s strike in return plowed his magic into his foe the same way he was being ravaged by the man’s rock hard penis. This set off a chain of spurting orgasms in his opponent which Kev used to drain him of enough power to gain the decisive edge in their battle. While they continued to fuck and wrestle together for some time after this exchange, the outcome of the battle had been decided. Kev finished off his foe in the same position he had been forced into,thrusting into him from behind while his hand mercilessly stroked up and down his shaft while assaulting his rival’s cock and balls with powerful magic. After draining him of all his power and seed he broke Lilith’s blessing on the priest, and sent his rival’s screaming soul straight to Mysha to be consumed.


    Years later his next battle had almost been his last. A beautiful and curvaceous middle aged woman had approached him as he held court for petitions who wished his wisdom and guidance. She had boldly stated she was a high priestess of Lilith and that she was here to return these people to the proper worship of her deity. She would do this by offering his soul to Lilith in front of all who see. Both stripped naked in the grand hall and embarked on a sexual duel to the death with the entire village watching. Kev’s lean muscled body and long 9 inch cock against the ponderous breasts and wide hips of the blond haired priestess. Kev found himself constantly being overwhelmed during the duel by the sensual skills of the vixen he faced. He was paralyzed for a long period at the start of the duel when she slowly and masterfully sucked his full length up and down her throat with her thick lips. Her eyes remaining locked with his, she made him blast two consecutive powerful loads directly down her throat in the first engagement. Feeling a massive drain on his power Kev knew he had to keep her lips away from his cock as much as possible. He threw her onto a table and buried his face between her large thighs, shortly afterwards bringing her to a screaming orgasm that coated his face in her juices. The battle constantly shifted from position to position as each was brought to shuddering orgasms and each mounted the other. Through the magic they used to violate each other, both sensed each others weakness. Knowing he was vulnerable to her lips the dark priestess constantly tried to attach her mouth onto Kev’s cock to draw out more of his seed and power. Kev found her weakness to be her large breasts and would roughly fuck her tits with his cock while his fingers cruelly twisted her nipples as he magically poured pleasure into her huge breasts and in return stole her essence as she cried out in ecstasy from his abuse. After several hours of unbearable pleasure both agreed to finish the duel in the 69 position with each devouring the other until a victor emerged. With the woman laying atop him both began their final assault. Kev’s hands rarely left the breasts of rival atop him, constantly squeezing and milking the giant breasts. His tongue would slide back and forth between her clit and anus abusing everything in between. Her lips and throat would constantly be sliding up and down Kev’s sensitive cock, drawing pulsing spurts of seed with regularity. Occasionally she would release his shaft to her hand as she sucked in his balls and rolled them around with her tongue. During the hours of pleasurable torture they poured into each other, Kev was slowly able to drain the power from dark priestess and defeated her as she cried out in the final throes of passion before she died.


    Kev required more than a week to regain his strength after that titanic duel. He had never been so close to utter destruction in all of his battles. But with each victory his confidence rightfully grew. It was on one autumn morning that Kev awoke to vague unsettled feeling, but he shoved it aside as he was holding a petitioner session today for all the people in the local area. Bella had left a few weeks earlier with the final caravan before the pass was filled with snow. After a night of passion they had lain in an exhausted embrace together and quiet talked, promising to reconnect again in the spring when the snow melted. Arriving at the meeting hall he noticed a larger group of petitioners than usual, so he quickly went to work offering succor and guidance to the people under his care. Several of the disputes were from people he had not seen in years, while others came with grievances he remembered solving only weeks ago. Towards the end of the day the last petitioner entered the hall. A tall man with the dark midnight skin of a native of the southern deserts, his shaved head glistened in the torchlight. When he raised his dark eyes to meet Kev’s gaze, a shock of magic and recognition passed between the two men. Kev immediately knew the culprit of all the strife he had attempted to soothe today was before him. The dark priest’s mere presence and aura alone driving the local people to anger and strife more easily. Kev also knew why he had felt the sense of disquiet this morning. Dismissing everyone from the hall, Kev motioned for the man to follow him. With exchanging a word they returned to his house and straight to his room where a large fur rug covered the floor between the fireplace and the bed. Kev quickly lit the fire and stood up to face the other man.


    Both men locked their smoldering gaze and stared as they felt the room quickly heat up as they appraised their rival before them. Kev broke the silence first, “My name is Kev, a servant of Mysha and protector of this town. What is your name?” A deep voice rolled out of the man as replied, “I am Rak of the Shasa tribe, and I follow the true Goddess Lilith. It is an honor to finally meet you.” These words surprised Kev, who was used to only hearing taunts and threats from the rival order. “For what honor do you ascribe to me Rak?” Kev ask hesitantly. “You have brought this whole region of the north away from the worship of my god, not an easy task.” Rak replied. As he continued a spark of hate and loss flared in his eyes, “And you have slain two of my apprentices that I have sent to destroy you, a young woman and man.” The spark ignited into a bonfire in his eyes as his whole visage shifted to a snarl, “And finally you slew a fellow high priestess of my order. For this and the other transgressions I have decided to come deal with you myself.” Kev could feel his passionate loathing rising up to answer Rak’s hate, covering his face in an answering sneer as he remembered all of his previous challenges that had almost destroyed him. “So you are the author of the constant assaults on me. When I have dealt with you perhaps they will have learned not to challenge me further.” Both men eyes burned into each other as they mentally prepared for the coming battle.


    That is the end of Part Three
    We now know the who the antagonist of this story will be. I hope you have enjoyed the story and format so far. More to come soon.
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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    War of Lust Part Two
    Chapter Four

    No further words were spoken as both men knew what they had come here to do. Both removed their robes and turned to faced each other while examining their foe. Kev’s lean muscled body had a few small crisscrossing of scars on his skin, but his hands showed the most nicks from a lifetime of fighting and living on the frontier. His hair had been shorn recently, so it was only an inch or two long. Other than his head the rest of his body had been shaven smooth, including his large cock and large balls. This allowed a clear view of his pecs and abs as he slowly calmed his breathing in anticipation. Mentally calling upon his Goddess for her blessing in the coming battle he was encircled in a faint halo of light the clung to the edge of his skin. His previously flaccid member swelled as he was filled with power, become a 9” spear pointed directly at his enemy, slowly pulsing to his heartbeat. As each muscle and feature that was covered in pale skin had been observed by Rak while Kev summoned his blessing, now Kev observed his nude rival as he summoned his. Rak’s smooth shaved head matched his entire body, with every single hair having been removed. Kev would have swore Rak to be in his late 40’s, but he had the body of a 25 year old in his prime. Muscles rippled beneath taunt dark skin and his chest and abs were just as impressive as Kev’s. As a dark shadow began to pool around the edge of Rak’s figure, his large cock and equally ponderous balls swelled up to challenge their foe. It also stretched into an impressive 9” spear which throbbed with controlled lust. The the difference in length between their cocks being to small to matter, the only variation was that the Kev’s pale spear was more veiny and the dark spear of Rak was slightly thicker. Both men knew they would have an endless supply of cum and always remain erect, and that they would need no food or drink until one had finally absorbed the magic of the other. Rak spoke the next words to his formal challenge with a husky note of long awaited revenge, “I have come to defeat you and offer your soul and power to Lilith.” Kev replied in the same low tone, “It will be you I send to be consumed by my Goddess Mysha this day.” The challenge formally issued both men slowly stepped towards each other as the battle began.

    Stopping about two feet from his opponent Rak savagely whispered another challenge to Kev, “Let us unleash our full magic into each other with no defense, I want you to know I am superior to you in every aspect before you die.” Kev panted at the thought of so much unrestrained pleasure being wielded against both he and his foe. A pearl of precum formed on his cockhead as he released a shuddering gasp, “I accept. I will reduce you to a pile of muscle and holes for me to fill with my seed.” An answering pearl formed on both Rak’s cockhead as both men regained control of their breathing. Both men slowly advanced cock first towards the opposing spear while keeping their hands at their sides. With a gentle caress both rounded heads pressed together slit to slit, mixing the first drops of seed that would eventually rival a tsunami before the battle ended. Stopping all motion, both men only kept their eyes locked together.

    Gently they created a web of magic around the cockhead they were pressed against. Slowly like the roots of a tree this web grew back down the long length of each light and dark cock, surrounding and digging into both large ball sacks. They then plunged deep into the core of each priest, quickly focusing on the anus and prostate before spreading up to connect with the nipples, mouth, and lips of both men. Slowly extending further to be driven into each others brain. At the same time the web finished its work spreading out through the limbs and into the large muscles of each combatant. The web was newly formed and would only become more invasive and intimate as their battle continued, but neither man cared as the first blow in their struggle was struck. Kev reached out with his magic and gentle squeezed the ball sack of his opponent, then followed up with a gentle rolling motion with his magical palm. Rak gasped as his cock twitched and another pearl joined the first at their joined heads. Releasing him Kev awaited Rak’s strike, which swiftly followed. Kev felt a warm magic hand of the smoothest velvet gently surround the head of his penis and slowly slide with torturous friction down to the base of his shaft. Now it was Kev’s turn to gasp as a second drop of precum also joined the two lightly caressing cockheads. Slowly each man took turns sensuously striking at his foe, using magic to caress puckered holes, or gently squeeze prostates. Most of the attention was focused on their meaty spears, but occasionally one would reach out to magically pinch a nipple or tease the others lips with the sensation of a cock being gentle stroked against them. By now a steady stream of precum was oozing out of each head as they subconsciously began to rub their cockheads in circles around each other mixing their cum together. Both men were using these probing strikes to study the others reactions and feel out weaknesses in each other's pleasure centers. Feeling they each had the measure of their foe, they both stopped suddenly and signaled with their eyes for the next phase of their duel to begin.

    Kev and Rak took a pace forward as each joined cockhead was pushed up and captured together between their tight abs of both men. They then raised their arms to shoulder height and interlocked their fingers together. Almost face to face both breathed in the others panting breath as they never broke eye contact. With a slight nod both men slowly begin to grind their spears up and down, the undersides of their cockheads catching and sliding past each other with each motion. Both could feel the long tube stretching the length of their penis beating against it opposite. Maintaining this slow grind, each man began try to push back his rivals arms behind his back. A film of sweat began to cover each man in the now hot room as each began to strain against his opponent breathing more harshly into the face staring at their own. While they struggled Rak extended his magic to the white cock and struck with a blow of pleasure that raced down the head to nestle in the balls like lightning. Kev cried out in orgasm as his cock spurted his seed to cover the struggling pecs and stomachs of both men. With his brief advantage Rak was able to bend back Kev’s arms a few degrees before Kev struck back, sending his own bolt of power that started in Rak’s prostate and surged to his cockhead being crushed together with the still cumming Kev. Now Rak was briefly frozen as his own seed rocketed up his shaft to mix with the trapped cum already staining both men. Kev forced his hands back, but was stopped a tiny bit before reestablishing equilibrium. Now both men began their assault in earnest, striking the other with pleasure to allow him to briefly force their arms back and forth. They did not yet attempt to drain the magic from their foe, wanting to try to make the battle last longer allowing them more opportunities to humiliate their foe. Slowly Kev found his arms being forced back as each man felt their cock contantly shooting cum between their bodies to drain down their stomach and legs to the floor. Kev could no longer take the strain of having his arms forced back so far, and he was slowly forced down by Rak to one knee before him. Rak kept their hands lock together and was leaning down over Kev who’s arms remained streched behind him. Rak’s eyes gloating down at defiant Kev glared up at him but now found a large dark cock covered in their mixed cum throbbing before his face.

    “Worship my cock….” Rak gently breathed. Kev found himself enthralled by the spear before him and felt Rak reach into his lips and mouth with magic, causing a tingling sensation that lasted several seconds. Acknowledging that he had been defeated in the first test, Kev moved his head to slowly slide the dusky shaft between his pursed lips. “Look at me…” Rak moaned again as his cock was swallowed inch by inch into Kev’s mouth. Kev’s hazel eyes locked onto Rak’s brown ones as he began to gently suckle and lick up and down the length of Rak’s penis. Each fighter no longer struck out with magic as they both knew this was the price the loser had to pay to the winner of the test. Instead they gentle stroked and caressed with power. The loser focusing on the cock forced between his lips and down his throat, the winner on the lips and tongue being used to pleasure him. Rak subtly altered the taste buds in Kev’s mouth making his cum start to taste like ambroisa to Kev. He found his body beginning to betray him as he started to crave that taste like a junkie craves their next fix. Faster and harder he assaulted the cock filling his mouth, even allowing Rak to thrust his shaft all the way down his throat before pulling out to let him breath again. Their eyes never broke contact as Rak used Kev’s mouth like a flesh hole to pleasure himself. Kev was desperate, he NEEDED to taste the explosion of cum he knew would soon coat his mouth, so he rolled his tongue around the trapped cockhead and began to powerfully suck. With a cry ecstasy Rak pulled his cockhead back to rest on Kev’s tongue who his lips remained sealed around the shaft of the black spear. An explosion of seed slammed into the back of Kev’s mouth, quickly filling the sucking chamber. Kev greedily kept sucking the shaft pulsing seed into his mouth and down his throat, his altered taste buds causing his mouth to radiate pleasure through his entire brain. His still erect cock shot a powerful blast of seed at his feet unnoticed by both cumming men. The pulses of seed slowly ended, and Kev continued to lash the trapped cock in his mouth. Forcing his tongue to try and pry open the slit to allow one more drop of cum to be sucked out. Slowly Rak pulled his still erect penis out of Kev’s mouth with a pop, and released his hands while he stepped back grinning.

    Kev surged to his feet an immediately demanded another round. Raising an eyebrow, Rak agreed and extended his arms to his side again. Kev stepped into Rak and forced their cocks to once again become trapped together in their prison of hard muscles. He raised his arms and locked his hands with Rak as they started their second test of strength. The battle lasted longer this time, with balls constantly sending surges of spurting seed to coat the others cock while groaning sweaty men strained against each other for several minutes and cum rolled down their bodies. They unleashed magic into quivering flesh, offering no defense to the savage pleasures they inflicted on their enemy. Slowly Kev began to force Rak’s hands back further and further, with the loser being slowly forced to kneel before the victor. Now it was Kev’s eyes who gloated down at Rak’s who was faced by a throbbing pale cock covered in a fresh coat of mixed cum. As Kev leaned over Rak he kept his grip on their locked hands and gently breathed down to him, “Worship me….” Rak eyes were glued to the pole that pulsed to Kev’s heartbeat, and he slowly wrapped his wide lips around the head before gently sliding down towards the base of the shaft. Kev shuddered at the sensation, and extended his magic to Rak’s taste buds and lips just as Rak had done to him. Again, neither priest used this opportunity to try and reach out to drain their foe, instead only using their power to caress and gently toy with their foe. “Look at me…” Kev whispered down to his defeated foe. Rak eyes locked on to Kev’s as it was now his mouth being used like a flesh hole to pleasure the victor. Feeling his sense of taste being altered Rak found himself now just as consumed by lust at the taste of Kev’s cum as he sucked it clean of it’s previous layer they had both deposited in their battle. He now CRAVED the taste of Kev’s cum, and he found his body betraying him as he began to attack the pale cock being forced down his throat. Rak unleashed every sensual assault as he desperately tried to flood his mouth with the treasure he new was waiting in balls of the shaft he was pleasing. But with his arms restrained he could only use his lips, tongue and throat to force the cum to be released into him. Several time Kev cruelly thrust his cock down the open throat before him, pausing briefly before pulling out again. The tight sensations of the a violated throat and lashing tongue making him slowly succumb to his growing ecstasy. Just like before, the victor was pushed over the edge into orgasm by the vigorous sucking of the man now swallowing his gushing seed. The same as before the man on his knees shot cum onto the floor as he was overwhelmed by the taste and sensation of the a huge quantity of seed being shot in pulses into his mouth and down his throat. Gradually the pulses stopped and the cock was drawn slowly withdrawn from pursed lips that tried to trap every drop of cum they might have missed on the retreating shaft. With a pop, Kev’s cock sprang free and he released Rak’s hands and stepped back to catch his breath. Rak did not immediately rise, as he swirled what little remained of Kev’s cum around his tongue as he glared up at the smiling Kev.

    Kev knew that with each having gained a victory over the other, it was time for a different test between them. His eyes were drawn past the kneeling Rak to a large clay jug that rested on a shelf in his room. His eyes igniting in inspiration, he moved around him to gently grasp the jar and turn back to the now standing Rak. “How would you like our next test to be with oil,” Kev said mischievously. Rak’s eyes widened as his cock gave a jerk, betraying his arousal to Kev’s trained eyes. “Yesssss…. Some rubbing with oil sounds perfect,” Rak sneered back at him as his eyes did not missing the jerking of Kev’s cock either. Both men genitals betraying their excitement for the next orgasmic struggle they would inflict on their nemesis.




    That's it for the first round of the struggle between Kev and Rak. Finding themselves equal in many ways. This battle has only just begun, and there will be no more world building as the duel is now in full swing. Any suggestions or encouragement is welcome, and as always keep writing your wonderful stories.

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Great...just as expected....keep it flowing...

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Hello, I wanted to give a quick explanation here.

    In my universe liquids react to the presence of strong magic by heating up. The more magic the hotter it becomes. So the oil Kev and Rak are about to use should remain hot as long as they continue to wield magic against each other. Enjoy the story.



    War of Lust Part Two
    Chapter Five


    Kev had kept the jug of olive oil with him as during the long winters, which he used it to keep his skin from drying out. The thought of their bodies writhing together covered in slick oil causing his cock to slowly leak a stream of precum down his shaft. Both men stepped close with cocks brushing stomachs as Kev motions for Rak to grasp the jug with him. “Lets save half for later,” Kev breaths into the panting Rak who nods his agreement. He is also imagining the wicked slickness they would soon battle in and his excited cock leaves a trail of precum as it moves across Kev’s abs. Raising the jug high above their heads, the tilt their heads back and close their eyes as they plaster their bodies together. They both gently tilt the jug as oil cascades out to pour over their upturned faces, down their necks, over their shoulders and down their backs and bellies. It flows down their bodies towards the fur rug they stand on between the roaring fireplace and the large bed. They slowly continue to pour until they feel about half of the oil is gone, and both raise the jug to keep the remaining oil safe. Kev quickly lowers the jug and reaches out while keeping his body plastered to Rak’s to place the bottle on a table at the end of the bed. Now both men see a shining coat covering each others head and parts of their bodies, but both men want to be completely covered in the slick fluid. “Perhaps we can help each other spread the oil,” Rak huskily suggests to Kev who immediately agrees. They reach out with their hands to stroke and caress each others heads, Kev rubbing the oil into Rak’s shaven head, while Rak makes sure Kev’s short hair is completely soaked and smooth with liquid. After gently tracing ears they close their eyes again as each uses their fingers to trace the cheekbones, brow, and nose of their foe as they caress the oil into willing flesh. Both briefly suck on the fingers that trace their lips and as their hands continue past their jaws and start gently rubbing into their necks. Both could feel the strong pulse of their foe's jugular with their fingers echoed in their engorged shafts as they were once again pressed up softly together from hilt to head.

    As soon as they began to work the oil into each other, they also softly unleashed their magic through their hands as they touched every inch of their rival. In the presence of powerful magic, liquids will heat up. They more magic being released near it, the hotter it became. This caused the oil to sudden flare up with heat, soaking into the skin and muscles like a sauna. When their fingers brushed lips, as soft tingle of magic flowed through the magical web down to their joined cocks as each gave a tiny spurt of seed. As both gasped in a sharp breath, they used the opportunity to push their fingers into open mouths. Each finger was suckled on by greedy tongues and one by one as each finger was cleaned it sent a tiny pulse of power thru the twitching tongue and into the pleasure centers of the brain. Every nerve ending became hypersensitive as the men continued the slow torturous application of heated oil to each other. Now as hands glided across arms and broad shoulders, it was accompanied by warm flows of lust and power that had muscles clenching with pleasure as hot oil was rubbed into the skin above. Each priest was softly stroking the webs of magic they had carved into each other, making the web even stronger and more intimate with every pulse of magic that followed their hands kneading oil into flesh. Each stepped apart to allow their hands to caress oil into pecs and abs, before trailing down hairless stomachs to softly grasp with their hands two already desperately pulsing cocks. Each stroking the hot oil into the other’s spear while both teased cocks with gentle power causing a small gush of seed to drip down and coat their sliding hands. They did not linger and made sure the balls received a generous coat of the mixture of cum and oil that they were now spreading as each gently rolling the jewels of the other in their palms. Kev sent a flicker of power as he was fondling his foes dark balls, causing another gush of hot white seed out of to shoot out of the dark cock which splashed along his penis and balls. An answering flicker from Rak to his pale ballsack had Kev gasp, as his freshly coated pale cock spurted his own hot cum to cover his foe’s dark dick and balls with white seed. Kev caught Rak’s eyes with a spoke with a grin, “How about you turn around and let me rub the oil into your back and legs.” Rak’s smiled back as he replied, “As long as you let me do the same to you.” Rak turned his back and with long slow strokes Kev massaged the oil into his broad shoulders and lower back, continuing to use his power to inflame and ignite the web of magic as he moved down. Rak shuddered as he endured this without striking back, knowing he would some be given a chance to reply. Kev reached the two firm globes of muscle of Rak’s ass and spent longer than necessary massaging and plying them before gently pulling one aside with one hand to knife his other hand from from anus to taint several times as hot oil had pooled in the crack of his ass as they poured it over their heads. As his hand constantly slid over Rak’s tight anus, Kev was also releasing his magic into that sensitive orifice. Rak was left gasping as several shots of cum burst out of his cock during this sensual assault, his hands clenched into fists as he resisted the temptation to strike back with his own magic. After toying with him for awhile Kev lowered to his knees to move his assault on to Rak’s impressive thighs and well defined calves, as he followed the path the dripping oil and cum had left on his foe. His job complete he smirked as he stood and Rak glowered as he motioned for Kev to turn. Kev obediently presented his back to his foe and braced himself for the sensual assault. As Rak’s hands traced the same path his had, he was similarly assaulted by magic during the erotic rubdown on his backside. He quickly lost his smirk as he struggled to refrain from groaning under the gentle magic that plied his flesh. When Rak reached his ass and he was submitted to the same unnecessarily long application of oil to his firm buttocks, and it was him now moaning as several shots of cum were forced out of his cock by the magical and physical assault as Rak slide his hand constantly over his puckered anus and taint. He found himself clenching his fists just as Rak had done, but refrained from striking out with his magic as he knew he had done it first. After some time Rak also took a knee to move on to his strong thighs and calves, rising up when he finished with a smirk of his own.

    Each man was quivering will barely suppressed lust, the long sensual assault of the rubdown having set the webs within them humming with heat that was matched by the oil reacting to the magic. Each mans cock felt ready to spew cum at the slightest touch, with their balls tightly clenched as they resisted the overwhelming desire to release their cargo. Each man had stimulated the web of energy as they applied the oil so now every inch of their skin felt as sensitive as the head of their penis. Muscles clenched and released involuntarily, pulling and stretching skin sending delicious ripples of pleasure through their flesh in waves. Both men stood watching the other as their muscles and glistening skin grew taunt and then slackened as both softly moaned at the wave of pleasure lapping at them. Both resisting joining their flesh as long as possible, wanting to see who would succumb first. Kev watched as Rak’s dark cock pointed at his own weapon continue to leak cum which fell in a slow, slick waterfall to pool on the fur below. Rak saw the prominent veins on Kev’s white shaft pulse in time with the constant drips of seed from his cockhead, joining Rak’s pool of cum below. They locked eyes are both saw the desperate need to join in ecstasy burning like a bonfire. Kev found his foot suddenly take a small step forward, quickly answer by Rak. As they continued a slow advance the heads of their cocks grew closer and closer, slits pulsing open and closed as seed continued to leak out. With a final step both heads gently kissed slit to slit and began to firmly press together, both rigid shafts refusing to bend. Both men exploded in orgasm, as cum shot up their tubes to be blasted into the joined slits and down the length of the one cock for a moment, the answer pulse sending the mixture back up the tube of joined heads and down the original cock. Both men could feel the this intimate violation as they quivered in ecstasy, trying to not move an inch and keep their crushed cock heads locked together. With each pulse, whatever cum was not shot into their rival was splattered across them both men, covering shafts balls and stomachs with seed. For several seconds this continued, as both men started to sway from the rolling orgasms they were enduring. This motion finally broke the seal between their linked tubes allowing each jerking cock to continue to unleash powerful blasts of cum, thickening the coat on their stomachs and genitals.

    Both men stumbled closer as their cocks were once again forced up together to crushed between cum slick abs. They wrapped their arms around each other and with hot need latched their open lips onto their foes as they started to fight. Tongues were thrust into willing mouths to do battle in that wet arena. Both men could taste the cum they had previously deposited, their altered sense of taste still driving them mad with desire for more. Slick arms slide up and down over muscles or clenched buttocks. Cocks and swollen balls were ground together side to side and up and down in a rough frot. Each was now experiencing their orgasms in waves, as into this struggle they once again unleashed their magic with no thought of defense. Each man sent power through the web of pleasure he had created, trying to overwhelm their opponent while enduring their own unbearable ecstasy. They greedily swallowed the other’s hopeless cries of passion, as magic blazed up and down slick cocks crushed together, before rocketing up to struggling lips and tongues. Then crackling back down to briefly shock then men’s grating nipples, before heading lower to savage the men’s balls. It would then finally end it’s searing journey in an explosion of power at their anus and prostate. The hot slickness of the oil and sensitivity of their skin overwhelming their tactile sensations. After coating their stomachs, chests, and genitals with a thick layer of seed, it flowed like a river down their entwined legs and was soaked up by the soft fur. After several minutes, Rak tried to break the orgasmic stalemate when he reached down and shoved a finger up Kev’s ass to crush his prostate, releasing a bolt of power as he did so. Kev shouted into Rak’s mouth as the magic assaulted his mind, but quickly retaliated with his own piercing finger and even stronger pulse of power. Now Rak shouted into Kev’s sucking mouth as he almost momentarily lost his grip on the magical web, before quickly resuming the magical duel.

    Both men continued to grind, quiver, groan, and sensually frot together for some time before they realized neither had gained a decisive edge in this test. Breaking their deep kiss with whispered threats and loathing in their eyes they slowly peeled their oil and cum slick bodies apart. At the sight of so much cum covering their hard muscles both men lost control of all rational thought, their duel subsumed by overwhelming desire. Saliva began to pool in their mouths, as tongues remembered the addictive taste of the cum of their foe, their brains removing all inhibitions and focusing only on obtaining more of that narcotic essence. Neither man knew that the spell both men had placed on their rivals mouth and sense of taste had been amplified by their intense conflict, drawing magic out of the web that was being constantly flooded with power as they battled. What had started as a small branch of the web of power was now a twisting tangled mass connecting the men’s mouths with their brains, the magic being able to replace rational thought with pure carnal desire. With each man still being under the others compulsion to devour his rival’s seed both men bodies became insatiable in their need to taste their foe’s essence. Neither thought or cared about personal dignity under such a strong magical impulse. Rak shakily begged, “Let me eat you, I need to drain your balls of every drop of cum.” Kev could not stop quivering as he pleaded back, “I want your cock, I need to taste your seed on my tongue.” Being briefly driven beyond rational thought under the influence of their opponents spell, neither man set the terms of this contest. They were completed fixated by the smell and sight of so much cum. They lay their oiled bodies down on their sides facing opposite directions on the cum and oil soaked fur rug, each with their head near their others nipples. Then they slowly started to lick and suck up every drop of cum, oil, and sweat as they traveled down their chests towards the throbbing shafts awaiting them. Each man groaned as his mind was flooded with pleasure and the desire for more cum; Rak’s tongue lapping clean every inch of pale flesh as he moved, Kev’s lips hungrily sucking cum off every bulging muscle beneath dark skin. Both inched their way down cleaning their entire chests and stomachs, until the smooth hairless shaft glistening with liquids filled their vision. Each adjusted their bodies closer together and raised a leg so the knee was bent high while the foot rested on the ground. With this free access one hand reached out to grasp the orbs they want to drain, while the other hand looped over to latch to a firm cheek of muscle. With a desperate moan, both slide the long throbbing shaft between their lips and down their throats as their brains began to explode in ecstasy at the taste from the mixture of their cum. As both men’s heads started to slide back and forth and hands rolled and squeezed large smooth orbs, both men forgot everything about their duel or hatred towards each other. They had both temporarily become slaves to the web of magic permeating them, the unforeseen consequences of the magic they used to violate their enemy compelling them to suck the cock now spilling a river of cum over their tongues to be sucked down their greedy throats. Neither remembering that the Goddess' blessing would ensure their balls were always full of seed.


    To be continued...


    Things are not looking good for Rak and Kev, will they fall into the same trap that Sandra and Eva did? Or do you think they will recover their senses to resume their duel before it is to late? I hope you are enjoying this. I find this is a much more detailed story telling than part one of my story. Perhaps when I have completed the entire story I should go back and rewrite the battle between Sandra and Eva in this style. Any suggestions, comments, or encouragement are always welcome.

    Thank you,
    Guilty_Spark

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