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    The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two
    War of Lust Part Two
    Chapter Six




    As each man could only mindlessly offer gentle worship the cock in his mouth as each consumed the endless flow of salty essence under the effects of the spell, both of their bodies reverted back to the instincts the that had been instilled into them while they trained at the temple. Both hands slide down from grasping cheeks to insert a finger up each mans ass and caress their prostate with both finger and magic. This finger was quickly joined by another as they began to stretch the tight ring of muscle at the entrance of each mans hole. The hands squeezing and massaging balls also released magic into swollen orbs, causing more and more seed to be released up throbbing shafts. This combined power followed the path of the flowing cum up each cock to be released into sucking mouths. The tangled growths of the magical web that currently controlled both men greedily sucked up this uncontrolled power, continuing to grow and penetrate deeper throughout their heads and brains making the men increase the pace of their sucking. Neither priest could recognize the passage of time. Minutes, hours, or days could have passed with without them perceiving or knowing time. They only existed to feel the smooth gliding motions of wet lips caressing their fleshy spears, and the swirling of tongues collecting seed and hands continuing the pleasurable torment of their most sensitive organs. But while their genitals might have the blessing of their goddess to never be drained, a pain began to grow beneath each manís sternum. Their stomachs were now completely full of the otherís seed and could take no more. Finally becoming sated, the spell slowly started to release the two men from itís compulsion. Still craving the taste of their foeís fresh seed but unable to swallow, they switched to letting the cum flow out of their mouths to coat their necks. They also sucked until they feel the other was ready to burst then withdrew the cock from their mouth to stroke it to completion with their hands so it shot cum all over their faces, eventually growing until a thick glaze had accumulated, before quickly returning the cocks to their sucking mouths once the seed has ceased spurting. The spell continued weakening enough for some reason to begin returning to their minds, but they could not yet remember themselves or their conflict, only that they should stop.


    With a sharp squeeze of each others balls, they mutually signal the other to stop after filling their mouths with one more deposit of seed, neither swallowing as they released each other. Kev rose to his knees and turned to look down at Rak still lying down but staring up to him.Both could barely see through the glaze covering their faces and eyes, but both knew each has a collection of seed to share. With no exchange of words, Rak opens his arms up to Kev who gently lies down on top of him as they slide their arms around each other and reach down. Aligning their bodies with gently throbbing shafts and sweaty balls softly pressed together, legs are twined so calves muscles rest together. Nipples come together to gently caress, while hands reaching down to fill hands with the meaty muscle of the others ass as they slowly squeeze and massage the firm globes. Both men close their eyes as they begin to deeply kiss the man they do not yet remember is their nemesis, together swirling the cum they have saved in their mouths around their twisting tongues. When all the shared cum is finally swallowed, with eyes remaining closed they break the kiss to lick each other's face and neck, collecting as much cum and sweat as they can before returning to their gentle kiss and swirling the mixture again around their joined tongues. Both men being enraptured by the gentle seduction of sliding tongues and lips against flesh and panting wet mouths,feeling the breath of the other man filling his lungs before being softly stolen back again, the taste of cum and sweat being gently exchanged without vision.


    The magical webs permeating their mouths briefly tangle together having now completed their uncontrolled growth and in this moment of peace neither uses magic as they feel the heartbeat of their rival. Both men have a shared vision as their magical webs briefly connect. With this weak connection the minds of both men form a bond as each begins to read the others thoughts. Both realize their bodies are perfect for each other, and in each other they have found the perfect opponent. They both instantly knew they would never find another person who matched them so well, or who would drive them to such heights of pleasure ever again. They do not love each other, they do not know the other well enough for that, but they both know if they were to duel 100 times no doubt they would split the results evenly so closely were they matched. Both briefly imagining the heights of ecstasy they would reach together each day if they lived in a different world. Waking in each others arms to softly battle with cocks shooting cum into each other and sweaty muscles straining together until the sun set. The victor of the day sleeping atop his foe until the battle resumed as the sun rose again. Both men read the mind of their ultimate enemy as this brief moment warped their perceptions making seconds seem to last hours while they were temporarily without hate. Rak saw Kevís 35 years of life wandering the plains, accepting his calling, his deep love for his wife and the depth of loss at her absence. Kev blaming her death on the followers of Lilith who no doubt instigated the orcs to raid, Rak silently agreeing in his mind that is exactly what a disciple of his order passing through the area would do. His travels to the north and life or death struggles against disciples of Lilith who seemed to hunt him in particular. His growing love for Bella being rekindled after their long separation,and the arrive of the man who had tried to have him killed three times. For his part Kev saw Rakís 48 years of life growing up as an honorable warrior of a southern desert tribe, accepting his calling to Lilith and traveling east to the large temple to Lilith in the greatest city of the East. His years of erotic training and being sent to the north, suffering through horrible battles and struggles to convert them to the worship of Lilith, and his six duels over the course of his life against followers of Mysha in which he was always able to emerge victorious. His eventual summons to return to the great temple to take up a position as teacher with his promotion to high priest. The schooling of his two favorite students in the arts of how to manipulate and inflame the lust of men, and his pride as they mastered their training in the erotic arts of Lilith. His meeting of a beautiful blond women whose large breasts and curvaceous figure ignited his lust, she being a fellow high priestess who also taught at the temple. Of Rak and the priestess slowly finding themselves falling in love with as they found themselves both constantly drawn to the otherís bed. But neither could ever acknowledge the love they felt for each other as that was against the teachings of their order. Hearing of a priest of Mysha undoing all his years of work in the north, and sending one by one each of his students, then finally his lover to destroy him. His sense of loss, hate, and pain growing stronger as word returned of each falling in battle to the priest. And finally Rak setting out north to avenge their deaths at this disciple of Myshaís hand.


    Both men opened their eyes as they gazed deeply into each other with understanding, but the moment of clarity between them ended. Even with this brief moment of peace between the two men, the foundation of their brief relationship was built on hate, loathing, the pain of loss caused by each rival order, and the lust filled desire to dominate. The gods influence upon them quickly brought this back to the front of their minds as all other thoughts between them were banished. Each priest threw off the last chains of the compulsion that had overwhelmed him, and sundered the tenuous connection joining their magical webs and minds. Each priest began preparing to resume their battle to the bitter end. Even if it was true that if they were to duel multiple times they would split the results between them evenly, today there was to be only one duel. And the loser would be have his soul consumed never to return for a second battle.




    To be continued...

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    War of Lust Part Two
    Chapter Seven


    Kev raised himself off of Rak, and both stood silently assessing their opponent and reviewed how each had fared in the duel so far. With their new deeper understanding of their rival, they knew it was time to increase the intensity of their fight to try and gain the decisive edge. Rak spoke what they both were now considering, ďWe have battled long enough without trying to drain our power. I think that should be the consequence of losing the next contest.Ē Kev agreed, and offered his own twist to the suggestion. ďI think we should use the last of the oil on each other, then start a wrestling contest. The loser must obey the winner until he is forced to orgasm, the winner gaining his power. Then we can start again.Ē Kev continued on with lust and hate once again causing him to speak softly, ďI want to feel you ass submitting to me as I drain your magic.Ē Rak bared his teeth slightly as he huskily promised back, ďI will ride you like a horse until you have been drained to a husk.Ē The terms set and agreed upon, Kev grabbed the jug of oil and poured a half of what was left over his head and chest, passing it the rest of Rak who followed suit. No longer trying to seduce or weaken the other, they quickly refreshed the oil already coating them and Kev took the opportunity to add some logs to the dying fire.


    Both men approached each other and crouched in the center of the soaked fur rug in front of the rekindled fire. With a burst of motion, the duel began again as each man now tried to grapple and dominate the slippery opponent writhing against him. Arms were locked around heads, and legs swung back and forth trying to trip their foe. With a downward surge, Rak grabbed both of Kevís knees and lifting them up drove his body to the ground beneath him. Both men released a heavy grunt at the impact, but Rak succeeded in locking a slick leg in his grip and started bending it in an unnatural angle. Kev was forced to cry out his surrender when his pain became unbearable, losing the first round.


    With both men panting either their brief struggle or the violation about to be imposed upon the loser, Rak told Kev to lean over the front board of the bed. Kev grudgingly complied, preparing himself for the humiliation to come. After leaning over and spreading his legs, Kev looked back as Rak approached fondling his huge cock covered in fresh oil. Rak gave the one of the pale cheeks before him a vindictive slap causing Kev to gasp before locking his blazing eyes on the smirking Rak as he whispered he would return it tenfold when he defeated him next. Rak continued to smirk back as his other hand lashed out to slap the other side, then wanting to wound his pride more ordered Kev to spread his own ass wide with his hands. Kev complied and turned his head forward again as he braced his stomach against the bed stand. Rak saw thec lenching hole before him and quickly lined up his cock, gently resting his head against the opening. The with one hand gripping the base of his shaft and the other Kevís hip, he began to slowly apply pressure as he leaned forward. After a brief moment of resistance,the muscles relaxed and both men groaned as Rak slowly sank his weapon into Kev inch by inch until his balls rested against his cheeks. Then gripping his impaled foeís hips he slowly withdrew until only his helmet was still surrounded by flesh, then began the process again. Kev panted as his hands moved to grip the bed knobs, his prostate being subjected to a constant grinding by the cock slowly plunging and withdrawing in and out his ass. Kevís cock began to ooze precum as Rak released magic through his conquering spear and into Kev, using magic to assault him deeper than he was reaching with his cock. His right hand quickly left on hip to reach around, gripping the now moaning Kev and releasing even more magic as he used rapid strokes to quickly bring Kev to the precipice of orgasm. As he was doing this the pace of his hips had increased until the smacking of his genitals to Kevís ass echoed throughout the room, underscored by the gasps and groans of both men. With a shared cry, Rak unleashed his seed deep into his enemy while beneath him Kevís manhandled cock shot several pulses of cum across the bed. As both shivered in ecstasy,Rak used Kevís pleasure to drain his power and soul into himself. Both men feeling the soul of Kev becoming weaker until his orgasm finally ended and the magical drain was halted. With another groan from both men Rak withdrew his erect member from Kev, watching as some of his seed now leaked out and down the leg of the loser.


    Kev quickly moved back to the center of the rug his eyes burning with wounded pride, as both men were eager to continue and try to again humiliate their rival. With a slap of flesh they collided and began their struggle once more, twisting back and forth as each tried to throw the other to the ground and assume the dominant position. With a great heave Kev threw Rak over his hip, quickly locking his legs around a trapped arm as he gripped Rakís hand with both of his. Then drawing a yell of pain from Rak, he began to twist the captured limb forcing Rak to submit. Kevís eyes still blazed from his previous humiliation as he roughly ordered Rak to assume the same position he had. ďSpread you ass for me so I can see your hole.Ē Rak only glared back as did as ordered, but Kev was not done yet. A hand lashed out sudden to slap one cheek, and another instantly followed to the other from the opposite hand. Rak hissed as each manís eyes promised more suffering on the other before their battle was done. Kev again struck both sides in succession, his stiff cock jerking in excitement as he humiliated his foe just as he had been. Then gripping his throbbing shaft he copied Rakís earlier violation with a slow sliding penetration that gradually built speed, his hand also reaching around to capture the dark shaft as he unleashed his magic to flow back and forth from the tip of Rakís helmet to his crushed prostate. Both men quickly approached orgasm, Kev from his excitement and Rak as he was brutalized by cock and magic. Kev shouted as he began to fill his enemy with pulses of seed, and drew power out of Rakís cock as it shot its own contents across the bed to join the previous deposited seed. Rak could feel his soul being drained along with his magic for the first time this duel, each man having felt the slight burning sensation echo through their minds as each now could feel their potential mutual destruction begin.


    The intensity their battle continued to rise, as each man tried to crush their foe to then draw more of his magic, soul, and cum out of him. Kev won the next bout and had Rak lay face up on the edge of the bed, ordering him to hold his knees apart. Impaling him again, both his hands were now free to fondle and offer delicious torture to Rakís cock and balls as he thrust into his hole below. Magic again assaulted Rak as both he and Kev whispered threats and promises more pain and pleasure to each other between gasps and moans. The quick motions of Kevís hand and magic eventually forced a geyser of cum erupt from the dark shaft,which then rose and fell to land on Rakís chest. Again Rak felt the burning pain of his soul starting to be devoured by Kevís magic, slightly stronger and hotter than before. As Kev was filled with power, his cock surged in response and another wave of cum joined the previous load he had left before.


    Once again the men separated before quickly beginning to wrestle again in front of the fire. Rakís swift victory led to Kev laying on his back as with his abused cock being forced to shoot cum across himself as his asshole was plundered by a black spear eager for revenge. Kev felt the same soul burn as it was his turn to be drained, each man feeling slightly weaker with each loss, as if their soul was slowly being singed around the edges by the continuing assault. The pace and intensity of the bouts continued to increase, whatever physical damage either man inflicting on their rival being quickly healed by the goddessí blessing, their stamina always returning as swiftly as they spent it against each other. At one point Rak was upside down on his neck and shoulders with his legs suspended above him as Kevís cock plunged into his exposed hole with each squat. Later it was Kev hanging off the bed with his hands to the floor as his hole was violated by the thrusting Rak. Some of the wrestling bouts lasted for only seconds, both others had the oil and cum covered men locked together and rolling on the floor for several minutes before a victor emerged. But as the struggle continued, the sensation both men felt on their souls only continued to worsen. What had started as a slow burn had now become a flame of pain in each mans heart. Each could feel rips in the tapestry of his soul fraying, the act of draining their opponent not healing the damage done to their own soul. Both men knew they were slowly running out of time.



    To be continued.



    This battle should reach its climax soon, I delayed it for a bit as the outline of the original story was going in a direction that I was not satisfied with so I needed to rework some things. There should only be 2 more chapters left, with perhaps an epilogue or just a longer last chapter. I will also offer a tease of what I am planning for the part three after I finish part two to see if you are interested or not.
    Guilty_Spark

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Quick update,

    Sorry for the delay everyone, but I am very sick right now and can only leave my bed for short periods of time. This story will be completed once I have been recovered.

    Guilty_Spark

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Get well soon. Will be eagerly waiting for the next update

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Hope you are feeling better soon.

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Take care of your health
    Dont stress yourself about the story.It can wait.
    I have read uptil the part where Kev battles the priestess part 2 ,Chapter 3 and you have done a admirable job of creating the universe .
    Hostboard has found a good author in you.
    Let us know about your recovery and take care again.

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    Hello all,

    I am finally feeling better, going to get back to finishing up this story and then completing the trilogy. Next part should be up in the next few days.

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    War of Lust Part Two
    Chapter 8

    The two men covered in oil, sweat, and cum slowly rolled around on top of the bed with their arms wrapped around their opponent's chest. Both were trying to force the air out of their foe's lungs like pythons before devouring their prey. Their whole bodies slid together with smooth friction as their slippery limbs and cocks covered in the mixture of pungent fluids strained against each other in the struggle to gain an advantage. As their arms squeezed and legs twined together, they continued to strike with out with their magic causing both men to gasp and moan as their entire bodies vibrated with ecstasy. When one of the men was forced to orgasm and his cock exploded with cum, they temporarily weakened grip allowing their enemy to begin rolling them into the weaker position. Grunting and groaning together the man who forced his opponent to orgasm would slowly gain the dominant position, only to have it taken back as he himself was eventually forced to succumbed to their own explosive climax. Both men had their heads side by side on the otherís shoulder, their harsh breath and moans filling their ears as they kept their eyes closed to focus on using their muscles and magic against each other. Hoping to distract their opponent as they battled, tongues would slide into ears and lips would travel up and down their necks and shoulders as they licked up salty sweat and sweet oil from wet skin. Sometimes lips and teeth would suck at their opponents jugular in a sensual imitation of wild animals latching on to their prey. Neither realized they had reached the edge of the bed during one such roll when they both tumbled off to land together on the fur rug with a combined grunt of air being forced out of their lungs. The impact broke the constricting grip both men had, and both swallowed a huge breath of air for the first time in minutes. Realizing this particular bout against their foe had ended inconclusively, both men separated to rise to their knees almost face to face as they caught their breath before resuming their struggle.

    Each man drank in the sight of their oiled rival during this brief lull in the conflict. While both menís bodies remained as strong and quick as when they had begun their contest due to their goddessís blessing, each man could sense through the magical web permeating the other how much weaker they had both truly become. Each priest could see the once firm grip on their magic now slipping from their foe, and both men felt their soul burning from being half consumed. Their eyes remained locked together as sparks of hate and lust almost seemed to pass in the space between them, but beneath this each could see a new grudging respect as each man realized this was their most skilled opponent they had ever faced. Their eyes eventually began to drift downward, flicking from muscled arms to heaving chests. Further still past well defined six packs to the long spear of flesh that had never deflated their entire battle, and that were still eagerly throbbing as they pointed directly at the opposing weapon across from them. Without thought, Kevís hand reached out to fill his palm with that dark spear as he began to gently stroke up and down without unleashing his magic. Rakís hand had also unconsciously moved at the same time to surround the pale spear as he also began to slowly work his hand back and forth. Both men were still catching their breath and gently fondling each other as each tried to think of a way to defeat the rival priest.

    A desperate idea had been slowly growing in Kevís mind as their battle had dragged on, and he knew that both men were nearing a decisive moment that would decide their struggle. Seeing no other way to defeat his foe, Kev took a deep breath to calm his nerves as he put his dangerous plan into action. ďWe have battled for hours now without being able to gain an edge over each other,Ē Kev spoke as their hands continued slowly stroking. ďI have answered your challenge to a magical battle with no defense, and yet we still cannot determine who is superior between us.Ē Rak kept his eyes glued to Kevís without comment even as his breathing once again slowly sped up as each of them gradually increased the pressure and speed of their jerking hands already covered in a mixture of cum and oil. Kev's voice lowered as he continued, ďI now issue my own challenge to you-Ē Kev gave a small gasp at an exquisite twist of Rakís dark hand to the head of his pale shaft ď-I want us to join our magic together so we can truly determine which of us is strongest, with the loser forfeiting their life and soul.Ē Rakís eyes widened as he heard the challenge from Kev. He knew to join their magic webs and power together would be courting mutual destruction. Control over on their magic by both men was already dangerously weak from having been engaged in their titanic struggle for so long. If they both lost control, they and the surrounding town would be consumed in a magical explosion of wild magic. But if only one man lost control, he would be helpless as all his remaining power was ravenously devoured by his rival. Shuddering at the ministrations of Kevís hand on his shaft he saw the desperation that drove his opponent to such extreme measures. Rak admitted to himself however that he was just as damaged and desperate as Kev after their long indecisive contest. He felt a wave of fear mixed with lust at the prospect of the heights of pleasure such an action would unleash, his dark cock beginning to throb uncontrollably in Kevís pale attacking hand at the mere thought. Kev had already brought him to higher peaks and more pleasure than he had ever felt in his life. They both risked melting their minds to slush, turning themselves into thoughtless husks who would merely quiver together in unending ecstasy as they lay in this room until the absence of food and water led to their deaths. But the memory of those he had lost to Kev filled him once again with the hot desire for revenge. Revenge at any cost, worth any sacrifice, fueled by the utter grief and lost hope for those he had loved that had been taken from him and consumed utterly by the goddess Mysha. Both menís hand were now frantically stroking up and down swelling cocks as they prepared to explode, and as moans filled the air between them Rakís cold voice was filled with a mixture of hot hate and lust with an undercurrent of respect as he panted out his reply. ďYou have answered my challenge and honored the agreement, so I will now agree to your challenge. Let us seal the pact and join our magic together until only one or neither of use still draws breath.Ē

    The challenge made and accepted, both men raised their other hand to bring the palm against the leaking head of each cock. As their other hand vigorously continued to stroke, they used their palm to cup and rub the sensitive heads pushing both men over the edge into orgasm. Cum was squeezed up each shaft by their milking hands to fill the waiting hands surrounding and grating against each helmet. After each hand was covered in seed, both men raised their hands to the otherís mouth and began to lick up off their own cum from fingers and skin. After finishing, they both leaned forward to begin a deep and sticky kiss, swirling their mixed seed around both tongues to seal their pact of potential mutual destruction. After a few minutes, both men broke their kiss with strands of saliva and seed still hanging between them. Kev rose to his feet and settled down face up on the bed. Rak rose to his feet and maneuvered himself over Kev, who opened his arms to him as Rak's body settled on top. Rak and Kev looped their arms around each other's backs, both men latching their hands onto the others shoulders as their lower bodies gently aligned themselves so cocks and balls once again rested together. They also twisted their legs together, locking calf's against each other until from head to toe each was trapped in the others embrace. Resting nose to nose both stared deeply into their rival's eyes, searching for any sign of fear or weakness that they could exploit. Both of their bodies betraying them as they thrummed with power and gently quivered in anticipation at the proximity of the priest that had woven the web of magic and unrestrained ecstasy into them over the last few hours.

    Keeping their eyes locked together, both Rak and Kev began extending their magic out as the magical webs that already traced every nerve ending in the bodies began to grow again. Each web now burrowed into the flesh tightly pressed against it, digging deeper until it connected in a small burst of power to link with the other magical net. More and more links were created, as each man slowly felt a duality of mind begin to form between them. As magic roots joined between cocks, muscles, brains, and nervous systems; each man once again sensed the other's thoughts. Were before they could use their magic to ready every reaction and weakness of the physical body of their opponent, now they could sense their minds merge together. They could feel the heady mixture of lust, pleasure, pain, hope, fear, excitement all merging into one. They sensed the deep loathing and red hot hatred towards each other, mingled with a growing respect at their opponents skill. They both felt the grief of loss of the ones they loved together. They could feel the soul pain they had inflicted on their foe, and saw the weak grip on magic they both had. Both men found their breath synchronizing as they felt as if they were one mind inhabiting two bodies. What one body felt, they other experience as if it were his own. Rak and Kev could feel four hands gripping their shoulders, four open lips gently pressed together as they breathed as one, both balls sacks gently rolling together while covered in cum and oil ready to unleash even more seed, both cocks as they gently throbbed together from head to hilt. No more words were spoken as what each man thought received an instantaneous reply from the other. With this silent consensus, both men broke their gaze and rested their heads on the other's shoulder in a cruel parody of a tender lover's embrace.

    As they had silently agreed, Rak struck the first blow. Gathering all his power, Rak struck out with his magic like a sledgehammer into Kev who made no attempt to block the blow. The magic slammed into every strand of the magical web at once, causing an explosion of such torturous pleasure that Kev silently shrieked in ultimate agony as his life-force flickered like a candle caught in a hurricane. Every muscle in his body immediately clenched and refused to release. Every nerve was ablaze with so much pleasure it passed further into unbearable pain. His felt the magic begin to heat his brain as the ecstasy consumed his entire being. He could feel his grip on magic almost slip from his grasp as he was overwhelmed. He could not react or control himself in any way as he was forced to endure what felt like every ounce of pleasure from his entire life being forced through him in this moment. He could feel both his own cock and Rak's as they both shot an unending wave of seed between them, the pleasure of both only adding to his suffering. He could feel his soul burning as the magic consumed him, and felt more and more of himself slipping away to be greedily devoured by Rak. Above him Rak was feeling everything that Kev felt through their joined magic. He experienced the same ecstasy and pain of Kev as his own body was locked and unable to move. He felt the same damage being done to his life-force, threatening to snuff it out forever under a sea of pleasure. He could feel the growing heat in his mind threatening to turn his brain into slush. He could feel his soul burning as he felt Kev ravenously consumed his essence as they were both trapped together. Seconds, minutes, hours, neither knew how much time was passing. Until finally the pleasure receded like the water after a tsunami returning to the sea, flowing out the the men and releasing their muscles as both men lay comatose together, the only sign of movement being the desperate gasping breaths of each as they recovered. They lay together for several minutes, each man collecting himself as they prepared to continue. With muscles straining from the effort, Rak raised his head to once again lock eyes with Kev. A silent question from the mind of one was given a silent reply from the mind of the other. Lowering his head again to rest on Kev shoulder, they again gripped shoulders and tensed their bodies for what was to come. Kev gathered all of his magic and struck the defenseless Rak like a lightning bolt, releasing his power to flow through the entire web permeating him before it crossed through their joined link and back into himself. Once again both men were forced to endure unbearable ecstasy as they felt both their combined pleasure together. Flesh strained in horrible tension, the muscles tearing themselves only to be healed by the goddess's blessing. Each man attempted to consume the other's essence as they suffered locked together. Their minds began to overheat, making both began to lose focus. This almost proved to be their mutual destruction as both men suddenly felt their grasp of magic slip from them in a horrible moment that seemed to last an eternity. They both felt the other's panic and fear as they desperately lunged out with their minds to grasp the mixed strands of their power before it was released in a explosion of magic. They no longer consumed the essence of the other, their entirety of their little remaining focus clutching the magic to them as they continued to endure the endless torment of bliss. As before the passage of time seemed irrelevant, until the pleasure eventually released both men to collapse together again in exhaustion. Neither man moved for an hour, as each tried to muster their strength and concentration. Finally Rak rolled off Kev as they lay side by side, still experiencing the strange duality of body and mind from their connection. They both knew they had almost lost control of their joined magic, and the fear they had felt drove them to no longer continue; they knew a third strike would likely kill them both and destroy the surrounding area. With their minds still joined together, they quickly reached a mutual decision. Reaching for each other, they began to grind as twist together on the bed. Tongues licking and lips sucking. Cocks penetrating different holes to deposit seed. Hands and fingers drawing cum from spurting cocks or penetrating assholes to massage prostates. One unleashing magical pleasure into the other only to be being felt simultaneously by himself. The climax or sensations of penetration of one being felt in both their bodies. Once again their life-force and soul being slowly consumed by their enemy. Their final struggle had began, and would continue until one man succeeded in devouring his foe's essence and power and destroyed his enemy forever.




    Hello board,

    There is only one more part left now in a ultimate climax, with perhaps a teaser for part 3. Thank you for your patience as I recovered. Hopefully I can start pumping these out a bit quicker now, and not have a month wait again between stories.

    Thank you again for your kind words and encouragement,
    Guilty_Spark

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two

    War of Lust Part Two
    Chapter 9

    Both Kev and Rak plunged into the depths of shared pleasure together. Each man was quickly overwhelmed by the dual sensations of both bodies, their minds twisted together as they both vibrated in ecstasy. Every manipulation by one mind of their joined magical webs felt by both, every delicious violation they could imagine imposing on their rival immediately known to the other. Both of the priests concentration on their battle would constantly be drawn away from controlling their own bodies and merge with the thoughts of his foe, as they shared a closer intimacy than with any other person in their lives. As their thoughts flowed together they both manipulated their magic until they were locked together under a sea of euphoria. Like two swimmers trying to drag their rival down to their doom, they would then consume each otherís essence and magic as if it was oxygen filling their lungs. While enthralled together in this mental union their bodies would act upon their most base lusts, until Rak and Kev would finally drag their attention away from their mental struggle and rise again from the depths back to their physical struggle. They would find their bodies already acting on their depraved and lust filled thoughts, each time they regained focus finding themselves in a new position. This vicious cycle made the men feel as if they were battling in an erotic haze, with the fog drifting back to once again flood them with the physical sensations of their bodies before returning to obscure them again as their joined consciousness was once again dragged down into the bottomless fathoms below to drain their nemesis.

    As the haze of pleasure retreated the men found themselves with Kev on all fours, Rak kneeling behind him as one hand reached between his legs to stroke the cock hanging down. As Rak was milking Kev his fingers were pressed deep into Kevís asshole, crushing and squeezing his prostate. Kev rested his head on the rug as once a minute his manhandled cock would blast a river of cum to pool in a puddle beneath him as Rakís hands continued their unceasing motions forcing his orgasms to advance and retreat like the waves of an ocean. But Kev was not the only one trapped by this ravishment. As Rak continued his pleasurable torture, he felt as if his own fists were milking his own cock and prostate. For every pulse of seed Kev released, Rak unleashed his own across Kevís back and ass. He was experiencing the same tidal motion of orgasms as Kev, both of them caught together by the sharing of sensations. After some time had passed, Rak removed his hand from Kevís ass, and moved closer to line his throbbing cock up against the gaping hole before him. As he slid his shaft deep into Kevís depths, both men groaned at the shared sensation of their dick being enveloped in warmth, and their own ass being filled by a hard shaft of flesh. Releasing Kevís cock with his other hand to grip his both his hips the men began to roughly fuck each other with Kev pushing back as hard as Rak thrust forward, only briefly pausing when Rak buried himself to the hilt and filled Kevís ass with his seed as Kev released his own cum while both climaxed together. Eventually Rak withdrew his still erect member and moved down on all fours as Kev moved to kneel behind him to begin milking the cum out of his swollen balls, Rak felt a pale hand reach between his legs to surround his dark cock as fingers began to stretch his hole wide. The erotic haze returned as both men began to lose focus on the actions of their bodies, their thoughts drawn together once again like magnets and dragging both back down into the dark cerebral depths to begin consuming their rivalís essence once again.

    When the priestís minds once again released each other to return to the surface, the haze withdrew to reveal them locked together on the bed sucking each otherís cock. Each man felt as if two pairs of lips were gliding up and down their shafts, and two tongues were swirling and caressing their sensitive helmets. Each man felt his own hands caressing and gently squeezing his foeís balls as well as his enemy doing the same to his own. And once again fingers were penetrating asses lubricated with cum to continue torturing prostates, a river of seed still leaking out of each manís hole from the previous deposits they had left in each other. Trying to overwhelm their opponent with their shared sensations they felt they would alternate the motion of their sucking mouths, one mouth descending down a shaft as the other rose up. Sometimes they would both lock the head of each cock in their lips as both vigorously sucked pulses of seed out of each other and down their greedy throats while tongues lashed around and into spewing slits. Other times they would stroke each other with rough hands moving back and forth with grasps of iron as they both rolled each others balls in their mouths with their tongues, feeling their balls clench as they were sucked to shoot seed down the length of their shaft to blast out of their mauled cock head and into the air. Once again the fog began to advance, the men watching their bodies vanish into the mist as their thoughts blended together. Each time Rak and Kev rose from their mental struggle they found themselves twisted together in a new erotic position.

    Both men were laying on their sides while locked in a torrid tongue twisting kiss. Their free hands reaching over to aggressively stroke the cock across from them, while the other arm they rested on was extended above each with fingers interlocked. Cocks constantly shooting cum across the gap between them to coat their rivals chest and genitals, offering a fresh coat of lubricant to the relentless motion of their squeezing hands. Their lips and tongues struggling together as they tried to conquer their foe so they could suck the breath out of their rivalís lungs. The clouds of pleasure again began obscuring their vision as their minds retreated.

    When they returned Rak was laying on the edge of the bed face up with his legs wrapped around Kevís waist as he stood and thrust deep into Rak. Both of them holding their breath as they had both wrapped their hands around each others throat to choke each other until they came together, only then releasing their grip to allow them to gasp in breath as their shared orgasm rose even higher with the return of oxygen to their brains. As the men switched positions on the bed and hands began to squeeze throats again, the veil once again descended on the men.

    The mist parted to show Rak and Kev now standing face to face with their hands behind their backs with their faces turned down to look between them at their cocks as they rubbed, stroked, slapped, and pushed them together in a brutal cockfight. Each man unleashing magic to fill their opponents shaft to make it more sensitive, the slightest graze of cock heads together making them jerk in the air as they both unleashed seed that coated shafts and balls. The sensations of pain as cocks were swung hard to slap together or directly into tender balls being amplified. Each man feeling their shared pain and pleasure as they were particularly spiteful in trying to beat their rivalís cock and balls into submission and prove the superiority of their own. The slick grinding of cocks with balls crushed together as each tried to destroy their rivalís jewels with their own when they were able to hook the undersides of their helmets together and raise their shafts to frot up and down in the air, before the shafts inevitably slipped apart to fall horizontal again. Sometimes the men would lift their gaze to lock eyes with their hated rival, taunting and spitting at each other before they again shifted their gaze down until the fog again surrounded the battling men.

    As the haze once again retreated, Rak sat with his legs underneath him as he rested his ass on his heels on the fur rug facing the side of the bed. Kev squatted in his lap, both feet planted flat on either side of Rakís hips as he rested his back against the side of the bed with one arm wrapped around Rakís shoulders. With Rakís hands cupping and lifting his firm buttocks, he slowly rose and fell onto Rakís cock as it filled his ass. Kevís free hand was slowly stroking up and down his own shaft in time to the slow motions of the cock filling and emptying his hole. Both men had become so sensitive that every slow plunge by Rakís cock as it was buried deep into his foe caused each man to cry out and quiver together in ecstasy when he was finally sheathed to the hilt, both cocks unleashing their seed together. After a brief pause Rak would incrementally withdraw his penis until only the tip remained before beginning another long slow plunge which had both men again spasm in climax. Kev increased the sensation with movement of his hand, giving each man the sensation of a hand gently jerking and abusing the cock within him during each thrust.

    Both men could feel their brains continue to slowly heat and melt from so much shared pleasure and from their souls and magic being absorbed every time they descend to the deep to continue their mental struggle. Each man feels their souls burning in an ultimate searing pain as they were ripped and torn while being consumed until only the barest thread held them together, but they continued on. In his whole life Kev had never been so brilliant, his every magical strike wielded against Rak the entire duel to twist and mold their combined senses to quaking heights he had never felt before and using his body to violate and dominate Rakís flesh. Filling all his holes to the brim with his seed and draining balls of his never ending supply of seed and magical energy. Both menís eyes lock together as suddenly a shift between them occurs. Suddenly the intensity of their shared orgasm doubles, then doubles again. Kevís eyes widen as his limbs suddenly lose strength, and he falls limp in Rakís lap against his sweaty chest as his cock begins to spew an unending flood of seed between the two men.

    He had lost.

    Looking back with sudden clarity as he starts his death orgasm, he sees how Rak has for the entire course of the battle been the slightly quicker to win their tests, by only the smallest of margins. How he has forced Kev to work slightly harder for his own victories when he defeated Rak. Rak would take the smallest sliver of energy more in each of his victories, while giving up slightly less power in his defeats. He realizes that for every masterstroke he has struck the course of this battle, Rak has offer a masterful counter of his own, for every victory he has forced to spill out of his on his foe, he has suffered his own spurting defeat, for every hole he has filled with his seed, his have been just as filled. While Rak might have lost the next battle by the same smallest of margins if they repeated it again, today it is he who is the victor, and there will be no rematch. Rak feels a surge of victory as he drains Kev of the last dregs of his magic, and begins pulling the last tattered threads of Kevís remain soul into himself. Rak quickly lifts Kev who is still impaled on his cock to lay him of the bed. As Kev shudders through increasing higher waves of ecstasy which Rak feels though their bond, he plasters himself on top of his convulsing body one final time to tenderly embrace Kev so he can look into his eyes and feel his nemesis die. Kev feels the pleasure grow higher and higher, his eyes locked to Rakís as he is devoured alive. His heart beats wildly, losing itís rhythm before it finally succumbs to the tremendous pressure and with a final orgasmic shout ripped from his throat it ceases to beat. As Kev shouts out Rak leans forward to lock on to his open mouth with his own, swallowing his final cry of pleasure in a deep kiss and filling his ass with his victorious cock as he also explodes in the ultimate climax of triumph and revenge. As Kev body goes slack, Rakís cock continues to shoot pulse after pulse of seed deep within him. Rak gathers the Kevís soul within him and offers him up to Lilith for his soul devoured like his loved ones Kev had sent to Mysha.

    As Kev feels his soul being torn from his now still body, he sudden feels a pull on his soul drag him towards a deep pit. Realizing that his is being fed to Lilith, he desperately tries to claw away from the force irresistibly drawing him closer. Lilith reaches out to grab the soul offered as tribute and casts deep into the center of itís being, the cry of terror being quickly snuffed out. A surge of power fills the goddess as another follower of her rival is consumed, and between the twin goddessís their avatars continue their eternal erotic struggle. Currently Lilith is a pale dark haired women with amethyst eyes laying alongside Mysha who is a tall blond man with emerald eyes. Both of their mouths licking, sucking, and consuming the cock and pussy of their rival. Using the surge of power from the devoured soul, Lilith rolls on top of Mysha and forces his cock to spurt some of itís godly essence into her mouth and down her throat to be absorbed as he cries out in orgasm. Both figures instantly resume their struggle, each shifting their form again so that now Lilith is a man on his back with both hands massaging the breasts and thrusting up into a tight cunt of a female Mysha who is now riding him with a hand reaching behind her to squeeze his balls. Each goddess locked together in unending erotic combat until one gained enough of the otherís essence to absorb them and rule unchallenged.

    Back in the Kevís house, Rak releases his embrace of the now consumed Kev. As the Lilithís blessing is withdrawn, an overwhelming weakness flows over Rak. His entire body aches and every muscle trembles as he tries to lift himself up. His cock finally loses its stiffness as he pulls out of Kev, and he shakily rises to his feet as he looks down at the body lying on the cum and oil soaked bed. For the long months he had planned his revenge, he had dreamed of this moment. Of the triumph and redemption of those he avenged flowing through him. Of seeing their destroyer brought low and suffering the same fate. Of the joy of victory over a rival follower of Mysha. But Rak felt no joy, no triumph, only a deeper pain. The hole in his heart from the loss of the ones he loved was not filled. Instead, now it was worse as he realized he would never feel the pleasure that Kev could bring him again. He found himself silently crying for Kev, the man he thought he hated and loathed. But after sharing his magic and soul with him during their desperate battle he had seen his entire life up to their fateful battle. His triumphs, his struggles, his loves, his small sins and faults balanced against his good deeds. But not the evil person he had concocted as in his mind as he traveled to confront him. He felt as if a haze of hate had clouded his vision for decades, and it was only now when it was too late that he could finally pierce their depths and see the truth. He saw the influence that Lilith used to cloud his mind, and twist his thoughts to hate and lust his entire life. The first cracks had begun forming in that influence at the pride and love he felt for his students as they grew and matured under his tutelage. It had deepened when he had fallen in love with his beautiful fellow teacher at the temple, neither acknowledging their forbidden love vocally but instead with each gentle embrace in the dark and every soft tender caress. He saw his grief at their death being twisted by Lilith without him realizing into a burning hatred and desire for revenge. Using his knowledge of Kevís life, he also realized the same had happened to him. A young boy of the plains who had fallen in love with a beautiful women, but who had been twisted by the sorrow of her loss. He could see Mysha driving him to wander to the wild lands of the north where he was sure to confront followers of Lilith, using his suffering to stoke his hatred so he would gladly battle them and offer their souls to feed her. He sees that to both goddessís they are only pawns to be sacrificed and consumed in their battle to overcome their rival. Deepening the pain was the knowledge that every soul he had sacrificed during his life as well as those killed by both orders would never be reborn again, instead being utterly consumed. Each unique soul forever snuffed out.

    Rak felt his body begin to sway as his remaining strength drained out of him. He collapsed on the bed beside Kev, his sudden revelation adding to his grief and pain. Combined with this was the savage burning he felt among the few strands of his soul that had not been consumed. He knew he would have to spend the many long months of the winter recovering his strength and magic. But even when his body and muscles recovered he would only ever be a shadow of his former self, his mutually destructive battle with Kev having drained most of his magic and soul away leaving permanent damage that would never fully heal. Rak also now knew that Bella would be returning in the spring, and that she would most certainly challenge him to avenge Kev when she learned of his death. He knew that she would be under the sway of Mysha and not inclined to offer mercy, she would almost certainly devour his remaining magic and soul to become an offering to her goddess. Where before he would have presented a grim challenge to Bella, he knew in his weakened state he would be the one at a disadvantage in their sensual duel. He did not even wish to battle Bella if she came, nor anyone ever again if he could so choose. But his own personal honor towards a fellow warrior from the deserts of the south compelled him to remain to accept Bellaís inevitable challenge. Deep within his grieving heart, he also knew he would remain to face his death to honor Kev and the loss of his soul forever to Lilith and as penance and for the many people he had destroyed while under the influence of his goddess. Too weak to move with his body and soul trapped under a blanket of pain and grief, Rak cried until he fell into an exhausted slumber next to the dead man he had thought was his enemy.




    Hello Board,

    Thatís the end of War of Lust Part Two. The true enemies responsible for the state of the world have finally been revealed. I wanted to show how what started as a simple tale of good vs evil was actually more nuanced and filled with something that contained a mixture of both. How learning about someone you have been told to hate can change your opinion for the better. I know Kev was the protagonist of this story, but I hope by the end of the story you could relate to Rak as well. Please leave any comments or observations so I can learn to craft better stories. Any criticisms or suggestions are also welcome.



    And now for a prologue to set up what I am thinking of for War of Lust Part 3

    War of Lust Part Three
    Prologue

    Every forty two years the twin tailed comet would pass the planet. It was believed to be a shard of the twin goddessí essence that was sundered and cast into the heavens when they began their struggle at the beginning of time. Only two fragments of this comet had ever been found on the surface, having fallen in a blaze of light and thunder to create two huge craters in the ground. The larger shard was collected by the Order of Mysha, while the smaller was found by the Order of Lilith. As first viewed as merely religious trinkets, their true power was revealed on the night of the closest approach of the double tailed comet. When a priestess of Mysha was studying the larger fragment at the temple that night, the metallic shard began to fill with divine energy. The priestess in the room was suddenly filled with holy power, and in a frenzy of erotic madness she tore a path through the temple and into the city leaving a trail of dead or comatose bodies overwhelmed by divine ecstasy. She eventually collapsed and died while in the middle frenzied orgy as common people all around her found themselves slaves to the effects of the energy radiating from her. In the aftermath, the other members of the order followed the path of carnage back to the stone, which now pulsed with the divine power contained within. After clearing the temple a brave priest volunteered to return and reached out to gently grasp the shard resting on the floor. When his bare flesh touched the stone, he immediately became a conduit of divine erotic power. In the same fit of madness he moved through the abandoned temple and attempted to breach the sealed doors as his fellow followers could only watch his mortal body be ravaged by the pleasure meant for a god. Before he too died, he became lucid for a short period where he told the others what he now knew.

    After he was buried with honor for his sacrifice, and a great debate began about what to do with the stone. A special container was created to transport the shard, the effects of its proximity being mitigated to a level that merely made itís bearers in a constant state of barely restrained arousal. It was moved deep into the depths of the temple, and locked away so it could be studied and explored without causing another great loss of life. As the years passed, the leaders of the order noticed a turn in their fortunes in the many battles against the followers of Lilith. A great invasion of the southern deserts was unexpectedly driven back by a much smaller force of their followers. When priests and priestesses of the two order engaged in erotic duels, they found the followers of Mysha winning more than they had before. The holy men and women studying the stone noted how each year the power of the stone weakened. By the time 40 years had passed, the Order of Mysha had grown into a much stronger position than it had been a half century ago. The leaders of the order waited patiently to see what would happen when the comet returned in two years. Again on the night of the closest approach, the stone was once again flooded with divine energy that would have overwhelmed any in itís presence had it not been observed at a distance. Now having proof of the effects of the divine stone on the fortunes of their world, the Order of Mysha began to aggressively expand their influence again with a new vigor. They pacified the savage jungles of the west, creating the port cities that would rise to greatness in later centuries.

    But this trend of success was being carefully studied and observed by their rivals in the Order of Lilith. They had heard stories of the night of madness caused by the comet. They searched the storehouses of their own temple until they found the smaller shard pulsing with the same power. As before, when a priest unknowingly grasped the stone he succumbed to a rage of divine ecstasy. Several people had already died as the guards of the temple killed the mad priest before his path of destruction left the temple. The heads of the order commanded that the stone be studied, and already knew through spies that another fragment was buried deep within the great temple in the City of the Plains. As they began to understand the consequences of the stones, they suddenly knew why they had suffered so many setbacks in the previous decades. A bold plan was made to shift the fortunes of the endless war to their favor. During the holy week of the people of the plain, as large group of powerful followers of Lilith infiltrated the City of the Plains. With most of the priestessí and priests out celebrating the holy holiday with the people of the city, the raiding party assaulted the temple and fought their way into itís depths. With men and women breaking off to fight and engage any opposition, the core group breached the vault and stole the divine shard. Again fighting their way out of the now alerted temple, only five of the original group of 100 priests and priestess escaped the city. With over two hundred dead holy men and women of both orders littering their halls, the Order of Mysha was shocked to find their divine talisman stolen. They knew that with both shards in their possession, the Order of Lilith would be able to undue all of the work of the last fifty years in half that time.

    Outraged at the brazen theft during the height of the holiest week that had left hundreds dead, the Order of Mysha began assembling a great army to assault the mighty city of Eridu in the East which contained the largest temple of Lilith. They knew that the shard must have been taken there, and they would fight to regain it at any cost. When the great army arrived at the city gates and a messenger was sent with the demand for return of the shard, his headless body was sent back tied to his horse. After a long and brutal siege, the city walls were breached and the invaders poured through the city in an orgy of violence and destruction. Almost the entire populace was killed or forced to flee, with every man and woman in the temple of Lilith being killed in a desperate struggle in itís halls. Finally reclaiming the prize of both their own shard and the smaller shard as well, the army of Mysha returned to the plains leaving the city wreathed in fire. Hearing of this brutal assault, the remaining followers of Lilith vowed revenge. The great city of Eridu was rebuilt and itís walls doubled in size. The great temple of Lilith was made even larger than before. The people of the East, who were always engaged in warfare against their fellow cities, now united against a common threat. A vast horde of warriors poured out of the East and into the plains, the golden spire at itís heart their goal. After another long and brutal siege, it was now the warriors of the East looting and killing as they swarmed through the boulevards of the City of the Plain heading for the temple district. In another burst of savagery all the followers of Mysha in the temple were slaughtered, and the shards once again seized. The men of the East made slaves of those they did not kill, leading them back to the dread city of Eridu. The great spire was destroyed, leaving itís copper wreckage across the city and the great temple burned to rubble.

    Thus began several years of growing reprisals as each Order desperately sought to keep possession of the shards. The central plains and eastern rivers ran red with blood, as great armies clashed and whole populations were slaughtered. Eridu was again burned and rebuilt, as was the City of the Plains. As the shardís power waned, both orders began anticipating the return of the comet. They knew that they could not continue such slaughter, and a way to end the cycle of violence must be found. As two great armies faced each other on the edge of the plains, the head of each order called for parley. For an entire day and night they talked and tried to reach a compromise that would end the bloodshed. Eventually they decided on a contest for ownership to take place every zenith of the cometís passing. The head of each order would assemble twenty warriors, where they and the head of each order would be locked together with the shards to engage in an erotic orgy to the death. The survivors would claim the larger fragment the smaller would go to the defeated order. Each forty two years they would return to do battle once again for the shards. An uneasy truce was reached, and several years later when the comet returned each order assembled their finest duelists trained in the erotic arts. All forty two holy men and women had fought and survived several duels of deadly pleasure. And each group arrived at the tower specifically built to be the arena of their contest. At the base of the tower both shards were stored and unboxed. When they began to absorb the divine energy radiating from the comet as it passed, all present would fall under itís divine effects. To mitigate the erotic fervor and not be driven instantly insane, each group would ascend to do battle at the top of the tower. That small distance from the stones shielding them from itís full effects.

    The caravan of each group arrived but stopped several miles from the tower. Twenty one men and women approached the tower from each group and without speaking began to disrobe until all were nude. They then began to climb the many steps to the large chamber above. At the top of the tower no roof had been constructed, with only a side wall to surround the chamber. As dusk fell above the men and women the cometís bright tails stretched across the sky, surrounded by the great swath of stars spread in a great band from horizon to horizon. The priests and priestesses of each order mingled and mixed so that an opponent was within immediate reach. The two heads of each order moved to face each other at the center of the room, the head of the order of Mysha a handsome man who was a foot taller than his rival, a beautiful but thin firebrand with small hips but eyes that burned into all who met her gaze. Their followers surrounded them silently as the comet continued to rise higher into the sky waiting for the signal to summon their divine blessing. As the zenith approached both leaders signaled to prepare, and every man or woman became encased in a holy nimbus of either light or shadow. Still no one moved, until suddenly a pulse of energy rose from beneath their feet as the shards began to emit their power. Entering their minds it overrode all sense of strategy or dueling skill. Instead each person felt a frenzy of divine ecstasy fill them and begin demanding immediate release. With a savage growl the entire room descended into a writhing sea of flesh as everyone began the desperate orgy for possession of the shards. For the entire night shrieks and shouts of orgasm rang out from the open roof of the tower. Eventually, these sounds were joined by the death bellows of ultimate ecstasy as followers of both sides succumbed to the divine magic suffusing them, and their own magic and souls being devoured by their enemies. As the night wore on the noise seemed to reach a crescendo before it gradually began to decrease in volume. Only a few voices still cried out in pleasure as most of the combatants had been driven to an orgasmic death. When the sun finally rose and the comet faded from view in the sunlight, a deathly silence finally rested over the tower. Descending from the stairs, only the head priest of the order of Mysha and a fellow priestess left the room alive. In the chamber above them a sea of corpses covered in cum, sweat, milk, and female ejaculate lay together in piles; their bodies still trapped in the arms of their killers with each face locked in a mask of ultimate pleasure.

    Seeing someone leaving the tower, the caravans of both parties approached from the several miles they had remained away from the tower during the battle. The Order of Mysha took possession of the larger shard, and the Order of Lilith took the smaller. And so it was to pass that every forty two years the shards would be joined together on the night of the comet, and the orgy between both orders became know as the Contest of the Comet.



    Hello again board,

    That is the background for part three of the War of Lust and takes place centuries before either part one or two. Part three will also be set in the present, and will focus on this cycleís Contest of the Comet.

    Thank you,
    Guilty_Spark

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    Re: The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two


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    The War of Lust by Guilty_Spark, Part Two
    This story is awesome! I love the concept and the fights :P I also love m/m and frot so this is right up my alley. And you managed to make it poignant as well! I was slightly rooting for Kev, but you're right, the winner was sympathetic too. Can't wait to see part 3! Will either goddess prevail? :3

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