Thanks to a reader, I can now share the original version of the Conan saga. The original author also penned a sequel that involved Superman and Conan (an interesting combination, but both men are sex on a stick as far as I'm concerned, so I approve!), and I now have that in my personal archives. When I finally get time to write again after my November graduation, that sequel will be toward the top of my list of stories to write/rewrite, so stay tuned for a Conan sequel featuring the Man of Steel himself!
And THAT story ends with a cliffhanger as well, so I might need to poll all of you to determine what fates should befall both sets of herculean bull nuts! ;)
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Conan vs. the Tentacle Wizard
An original story by leikeze03
“Please have mercy!” the maiden begged
“Hahaha I have none to spare” the sorcerer replied as he plunged the dagger deep in the woman chest. A scream and a cough of blood ended the ceremony. Another maiden has died all for the pursuit of the essence of beauty the wizard is striving for. He needed it. He has been millennia old now, though it doesn’t really show. He looks like he was in his late fifties he was small and thin; his fingers are like spider legs; long with brown cracked nails.
He needs the essence of beauty. He needs to be young again. And he also needs a slave. But as of now his hunt was to no avail. Many maiden have already been murdered. They are no ordinary maidens; they are very beautiful, long blonde hair flow like a golden river unto their shoulders to their waists, their eyes with ranges from emerald green to sapphire blue, to topaz yellow, even turquoise, they women even exhibit great pallor, their skin smooth and flawless.
Yet the sorcerer can’t find the essence. He was deep in thought, oblivious to the pleas of another girl in a cage.
He wonders.
Meanwhile as the dawn serenely crept through the lands, Conan the Barbarian has reached a town in the forests. At last after a long trip, this beefy barbarian has a place to rest for a while. As he entered the village, people stared in awe and hope. He was surprised, but he didn’t mind, a huge hunk in loincloth is surely not a common sight. But it was the hope in the eyes of the villagers that made him curious.
Suddenly, a man came running to him.
“At last a brave warrior!” the man exclaimed as he nearly ran to Conan’s side. He was wearing layers of robes and jewelry. It must be the village chief the barbarian thought.
“Please, my daughter! Save her! Save her!” the chief pleaded.
“Your daughter? Why? Where? What happened?” Conan replied looking down on the chief. By his size alone, he clearly dwarfed the chieftain.
“The sorcerer kidnapped her!! Please save her! She is held captive in the castle.” The chieftain replied distraught, pointing at a cliff beyond the forest.
Conan scratched his head as he thinks, his basketball sized biceps swell by the simple endeavor. The chieftain panicked, as he thought of something to convince the giant. Alas, he is a traveler by all means!
“I will give you a place to stay, food, bath, a blacksmith for your sword and shield! (notice: I didn’t include armor, Conan in armor? Covering him all over? No thanks. J)”the chieftain bribed.
“Hmmm I nice offer but I’m not doing this for the offer I’m doing this for your and your daughter.” Conan said sincerely as he patted the shoulders of the chieftain. By the feel of his hand the chieftain knew he was the man for the job. He was relieved.
“Thank you! Thank you!” the chieftain exclaimed nearly sobbing.
Conan smiled and patted the man on his shoulder again.
His rugged looks, his hair that falls loosely on his shoulders, his day’s old beard, his sweaty body made him really look like a barbarian at first glance. But his smile? The moment he smiled the women in the village swooned. Then his body, his shoulders and biceps are like large grapefruits on top of another flexing each time they had the chance. His abs were magnificent. The laundry woman didn’t swoon but the moment she saw her abs, he wished she had a washboard like that too. His legs were gargantuan. And his chest was just breath taking. It was obscenely large. It looked like it has a 6 inch overhang. The underside was well rounded, it was hefty and smooth not too mention those luscious pencil eraser nipples and silver dollar areolas. And with that caramel tan and sweat that made him hi-def, okay the moment I described him, some of the men also envied him and some of them swooned while creaming in their pants. He looked like more of a great hunter-slash-god than a barbarian.
“I have some rest then I’ll leave in the afternoon.” Conan said.
“Very well! Thank you again!” the chieftain replied leading him to his abode.
He led Conan to his room. It was the guestroom in the chieftain palace. It is large and the stone walls looked grand with all the carvings, he noticed this too in the villagers’ homes. They looked like one hell of a rich village. Urns and chests were in the corner there are windows framed by silk curtains. And the bed was large…well based on his size…the bed was enough at least. But he knew he was going to be comfortable.
He peered in one of the windows and he was surprised to see the majestic falls flowing under the palace.
“Ah, as you can see this village is inside the forests and cliffs. The one you entered in is the north gate the main entrance in the town. The palace is situated in the farthest part of the village, we are on the southern part, there is no exit in this area because this is already a cliff, the palace is on the edge so to speak but we are not afraid because strong rocks are supporting us underneath.” The chieftain explained.
“Where does this lead to?” Conan asked pointing at a door beside the windows.
“Ah follow me.” The chieftain instructed.
Conan followed hi as he exited the door sideways, his frame would never fit the door. He was shocked at what he saw the door was nearly at the edge in front of him was a ledge about 5 feet from where the door is. To his left, was a staircase sculpted from the cliff walls it was leading down to a small grotto with a basin of clear water coming from the falls. Then as the water reached the basin it flows down again to another falls system. It was majestic.
“This is where the father of the late chieftain used to meditate. It was very serene and very private.” as he motioned his arms around the area. The grotto was hidden from plain sight with all the plants hanging from the entrance and there was no way to reach it but by the staircase.
“Let us return to the hall. We must feed you so you could have strength against the sorcerer.” the chieftain said, his face became serious. Conan followed on.
The banquet was rather bountiful. Meat, fruits, corn, potatoes, wine they were all spread out in the table. They are serious about having the chieftain’s daughter back. As Conan sat to eat, the villagers and the chieftain asked for his stories. As Conan told his adventures, they are all in awe. Definitely he was the one they need, the sorcerer must die. Suddenly women danced and started to massage him. They are not passing this opportunity up. A beef as prime as this? Anyone who passes up is crazy.
Conan was nearly full but he has another problem. As the women rubbed his chest, brushed their fingers against his nipples, as they squeezed his biceps, it was turning him on and his twitching cock let him felt that. Well the problem is, even though he had his loin cloth briefs on, well the moment his cock gets hard, well, lets just say its pretty noticeable. And it was obscene is the villagers saw that and a riot if the women did. He immediately excused himself and told the chieftain that he needed to rest now. The chieftain in return motioned the women off.
As the doors behind Conan closed, he was alone in his room. He leaned against the door and started rubbing his crotch.
“Uuuunnnnnn…..” he moaned it has been ages since he blew his load. Then, an idea struck him. He immediately went for the other door leading to the grotto discarding his clothing (as if he had much) as he went down the stairs. As he reached the grotto, he was in his naked glory and as the cold water cascaded down on his hard body he lat out a moan. His cock was already in full mast. His cock was, well, gigantic. It was like three bear cans on top of another.
“Aaaaawwwww..nnn…” he moaned again as he started jacking himself off. He was so horny he needed to blow off now. His free hand started to massage and squeeze one of his humungous pecs, his hand went to the underside and started pushing the slab of meat up and letting it bounce back, his index finger teasing his nipples.
“AAAHHHhhnnnn…AAhhhhnnnn” he moaned in heavy pant. He is nearly reaching climax, his large muscled body bending forward.
Then a cold drop of water slid on his back all the way down between his cheeks effortlessly touching the warm portal in between.
“GAAAHHHAAHHHhhhh!!”Conan moaned in surprise. The sudden feeling of the cold water on his warm asshole drove him to the edge quite suddenly.
“AAAWWWWHHNNhhnnnGhAAH!” he came. He spread out his arms reaching out to the walls of the grotto. He came so hard he needed the support.
“AAaaawwwwhhhnnn……” he moaned softly as he watch helplessly as his cock spewed out strings of thick man juice. It doesn’t need a jacking hand at all. It just spewed and spewed thick ropes of cum. And it lasted for quite awhile. He was drained. But never mind, he’ll get a nap anyway.
Afternoon.
Conan woke up as the sun seeped through the windows as it starts to set. The room was filled with an orange glow. And as soon as the light crept up to his body, amplifying the curves and ridges of his muscles, Conan looked like a god. He started to put on his bracers and boots, of course, he waited for a few minutes for his heavy afternoon wood to subside, which did, before going to the chieftain.
In the palace lobby, the chieftain was pacing back and forth, his heart pounding. There is no time left, his daughter’s life is hanging by a thread.
“I’m ready.” Conan said, much to the chieftain’s relief. There is a hero to save his daughter.
“Here are your weapons…” the chieftain replied, handling over the refined shield and sword, the shield looked like a buckler whit metal studs as for the sword, it looked like more of a gladius—short, lightweight but very sharp. But as soon as Conan got his effects, with his huge body, he dwarfed even his weapon his short sword looked like a knife, though a bit longer.
“Before facing the wizard there is something you might want to acquire first.” the chieftain suggested.
“What might that be wise chieftain?” Conan asked as he diverted him self to the chieftain instead of examining and reexamining his sword.
“After you cross the bridge from here, a perilous forest covers the land but after sometime a clearing and a lake will be seen.” The chieftain said, Conan now interested for he needs all the help he can get.
“In the lake is a monstrous squid creature. The folks call him Balwar, the lake monster. He gets the life force out of anyone who dare cross the territory. Unfortunately, there is no other way but the lake so you must defeat him. He may be formidable but once defeated you can acquire something of dire use.” the chieftain said.
“And that is?” Conan asked.
“The Balwarine, the monster’s oil, the lake’s essence. It has this scent of the trees, the rocks, and the lake. You will need this because once this oil is poured on to the body of a human, he will be immune to magick!” the chieftain exclaimed.
“That’s sounds very useful, do I still have the time to defeat the monster?” Conan asked.
“With your strength, I can say you can defeat him with one stroke!” the chieftain replied. “The magic oil is inside him in a sack near his brain.” he added.
“Sounds disgusting but I’ll do it.” Conan replied.
“One more thing, if you are lucky, if you see scattered feathers on the tower’s window, the wizard has gone out to hunt maidens. The wizard shape shifts into a large bird to capture the women. It can be a chance for you to save my daughter.” The chieftain said.
“Very well.” Conan replied heading towards the door.
“Hero! May fortune be at your side. You are my daughter’s only hope.” the chieftain bid.
The forest was indeed perilous. So far, there were no monsters yet, only squirrels and rabbits retreating to their home as the night nears. But even though the innocent creatures live in the forest, the terrain is rough: the ground is elevated then it goes downhill, then another climb, then some jumping across, and another rough terrain. The hike is tiring, though it has been a very god sight. Conan sweaty body in action: his large, round biceps flexing for every climb he take, so are his gargantuan legs. And every time he leans in to prepare for a jump, his round glutes juts out as his loincloth brief outlines it, and even though the furred brief covers it, well half of it, it still gives an obscene show.
At last he reaches the clearing. It was breathtaking the afternoon sun gave the lake a warm, soothing orange glow, as the ripples shone gold and yellow. It was void of the gentle creatures. No stags drinking, no rabbit mound, no birds and squirrels in the trees; maybe, they are afraid of the Balwar. But no wonder the Balwar’s protecting it, it was like paradise.
The herculean hero approached the lake cautiously, bracing himself for the danger, his one hand one his sword.
It was quiet. He approached the lake’s edge and peer through. The water’s a bit dark given the time of the day and maybe it’s really to deep, hey a monsters living in it. He leaned his torso in for a better view, his heavy pecs drooping to the lake below. Still quiet, he can only see himself. Removing his hand from the hilt, he readied himself to stand up. He placed his hands onto the ground preparing to push him up, maybe the monster’s dead, he can defeat the wizard anyway, he had to go time is running out for the damsel.
Suddenly, while assuming his vulnerable position, two spaghetti thin tentacles shot out of the lake underneath him, going all the way to his nipples. The tentacles were fast they coiled themselves unto those tender pencil eraser sized nipples and started to sqeeuze.
“Ahhhnnn!” Conan moaned in surprise. He pushed himself up and lost his balance leaving him on a sitting position on the grass, his body’s sudden tug alleviating the pulling sensation on his nipples.
“Ahh!” he moaned has he grabbed the tentacles and started pulling them away from his nipples.
“Nnn” it was useless he was just turning himself on as he felt a twitch in his cock. He grabbed his sword and cut the tentacles. He was free.
A low moan was heard from beneath the lake. The birds cawed, and flew away. The monster is real.
As Conan stood up to brace himself, the ground gave out weak vibrations as the monster went out to surface. It looked like a squid, and the soft pointed part of the monster slowly went up as the water cascaded down from his spotted exterior. And as the eye of the monster surfaced Conan readied himself for battle. Then, ten thick tentacles went out of the water its suckers opening and closing. It looked a squid, yes, but this is a monster. Under its eyes was a large tentacle, more like a mouth for it was short. But from it came out hundreds of little spaghetti thin tentacles. Those things that attacked his tits were actually tongues. The monster relaxed its appendages, the monster is large. It was as high as the Stonehenge rock though the monster was thick; it looked like a rocket, his eyes just above the surface staring right back at the muscled hero.
The fight began. The large tentacles charged at our hero. Conan easily dodged it, the tentacles burrowing the ground because of its strong charge. Conan didn’t waste any time he lunged at one of the tentacles and slashed it. The monster was quick to retreat his weapons. The others crept out into the air.
“One down.” Conan smirked. At least one of the tentacles was down.
Then a tentacle drew itself back and lunged at Conan. Conan jumped away but while in midair another was going unto the hero’s path. Conan quickly twisted himself in midair, trying to reduce his speed so he could dodge the other attacker.
But alas, he was caught from behind, the tentacle wrapped around the waistband of his loin cloth briefs. He was left hanging in the air. His ass all the way up, the curves exposed. He quickly twisted himself again cutting the tentacle as his sword caught the momentum from the twist. Another tentacle severed. As he landed safely to the ground, the tip of the tentacle wrapped in the waistband, still moving because of the swift cut that still enabled it to move for quite awhile, wriggled into his briefs aimlessly working in, tickling his asshole creeping all the way in to his perineum, and surged deeper to tickle the balls.
“AAAhhngghh!” Conan moaned as he stuck his hand inside to find the little devil. It was slippery as it slid to his hands wriggling between his hips, stimulating the hero. At last he was successful he threw it down and stomped on it, not knowing that his haphazard search left his cock and one of his balls hanging out on one side of his furry thong.
He needs to kill this one immediately. With that, he started running toward the creature into the lake. Dark as it seems, the lake was pretty shallow at first, knee deep. He was met by eight remaining tentacles. Conan thwarted them away with his shield. He was struggling, the tentacles was strong. As he made another step near the monster the water went deeper – past his knee, his still limp, fat, and heavy, large cock swaying inches above the surface the beautiful head pointing down the murky water. The tentacles were trying to breach through Conan’s defense. As he was busy trying to defend himself, a tube like tentacle emerged underneath his swaying cock waiting for it come nearer.
Conan was already growling through gritted teeth. He needs to come nearer. As the tentacles tried to push him away, Conan maintained to be sturdy. Although his knees were already buckling, Conan mustered his strength to push his way. As his muscled legs flexed, he took another step nearer. Deeper. His cock was just half an inch away from the hungry tube abomination.
The monster didn’t waste any time.
“AAAAAHHHNNGGGHHhhh!” Conan moaned as the tube tentacle caught his juicy cock tenderly in its slimy mouth. As he was caught by surprise two of the tentacles caught his shield and threw it several feet away, broke in half. The other one warded his sword away to the rocks striking a limestone hard, the sword buried half of itself onto the stone.
The four other ones wrapped themselves to Conan’s arms and legs lifting him up in the air, spread eagle.
“ReleaAAAhhhnnse me! AAhhhhnnn!” Conan moaned as the tube milked his large cock gently. Within seconds, his cock was already rock hard, reaching the three-beer-can size. The tentacle even adjusted itself, now only sucking the red over stimulated head.
“AAAHHHGGGGgghhh!” Conan moaned helplessly. He blamed his horniness for this. If he has blown his load more than once he will not be as over sensitive as this, now he was so horny, he can’t think well.
“AAAAHhhcK!..Ahhn!..ck” He moaned again in surprise! He was out of breath. His moan was caused by another sensation inside the sucking tube, a thinner tentacle was inside wriggling and tickling his sensitive piss slit seductively.
“STOAAAhhhhNNGHP!” he couldn’t even make out the word ‘stop’ because of the additional stimulation. It was futile. The thin tentacle worked its way into the large organ pushing half an inch inside, it stayed there and started to stimulate the inside.
“GAAAAAHHCCK!” Conan moaned he started to struggle but only his hips can move. His hips bucked in and out. His struggle was futile. He was just fucking the milking tube and the surprise tentacle inside. And every time his hips buck into the tube, the tentacle inside his cock goes deeper and deeper stimulating the horny muscled hero more.
“NOOO! ACCk! Nnnnhhgggnnn!” he was losing it. He mustn’t cum or he won’t see sunrise again as the chieftain said the monster suck out one’s life force. But he was at the edge already. He could feel his cum boiling in his balls and being ushered out by the dancing tentacle inside.
But just as he was losing the fight he noticed that he was nearer to the squid’s eye. Maybe the squid abomination wants a better view of the rape it was doing. It was Conan’s chance. As he neared more he didn’t waste any more time, he bent one of his legs and threw his knee onto the monsters eye. It happened so fast.
He just felt he was lying on the ground near the limestone rocks. The thin tentacle given its position and its size was severed from the monster still wriggling inside the hero’s large cock. Conan caught the tentacle by the exposed part and pulled it suddenly.
“GAAAAHHHH!” Conan moaned as the sudden sensation made him cum. A thick string of semen escaped the large organ and landed on his chest and cheek but Conan managed to stop the cumming process. He stood up and went for the rocks. He growled as he pulled the sword, his biceps nearly tearing his skin from the severe flexing.
As he freed the sword, he lunged unto the still recovering monster, striking its eye and with the momentum he ran all the way up tearing the brain in the process. The monster lay cold on the lake.
Conan did what has to be done, he reached inside and found soft sac that contained the magic oil. He put it in a little pouch the chieftain has given him and tied it around his waist. He adjusted his furry brief his cock now limp.
He continued on the journey into the forest. He saw a river flowing from the mountains. He looked at himself; his body was covered in sweat, mud, cum, and slime. He decided to have a quick splash.
He continued on.
It was already dusk when he reached the castle. He must not waste time. Another maiden will be offered tonight. He crept stealthily across the dimly lit halls. He went up the spiral staircase of the main tower, ever cautious.
Then he reached the top. The room was very large. It was a circular room with torches on the walls. On the west was a little library full of tomes and bottles, perhaps it is the potion laboratory. Across him, the north was an elevated platform about 6 feet high with two intricately designed pillars with chains on both sides and behind it was a wall with grotesque designs but a black marble looking half sphere was jutting out and very noticeable. Maybe that’s where the maidens die and theirs souls sucked in the sphere. He cringed at the thought of the maidens being offered. The middle was a stone bed based on Conan’s size, it was his hips high. And there it was the maiden was lying, with his wrists and ankle shackled. The maiden was beautiful, smooth, white skin, blonde long hair, her plump breasts rising gently with every breath; she is wearing a sheen kind of fabric, so thin that you can almost see the pinkness in the maiden’s nipples. The sight made Conan’s cock twitch. Then he looked at the east side of the tower. It was full of strange idols and candles, skulls, cups, maybe a ceremonial area. But something caught his eye. There are windows in the east side. One of them had black feathers all over the window sill. The wizard has gone out.
He immediately went for the maiden. He freed her and cradled her in him huge arms. The movements freed the beautiful, sexy maiden from her slumber. And of course, what do think happens when this maiden discovers that a hunk like Conan saves her.
“My hero…” the maiden said, as the cliché line goes.
“You are safe now, let’s go. Conan said.
“Wait!” the maiden said as her lips tried to reach Conan’s lips. Conan didn’t resist he leaned in the maiden and started kissing her back. The maidens hand wanders onto Conan’s chest finding their way to his nipples, pinching it gently.
“Mmmnnn.” Conan moaned while kissing. But just before everything goes well, the maiden’s tongue felt different, like a worm. Conan pulled himself back the maiden was gone. Instead a thin, creepy, wrinkly wizard took her place. Just as Conan tried to push him away the wizard’s fingers that has been pinching his tits had a needled concealed pricking Conan’s tender nipple.
“Ow!” Conan yelped pushing the wizard away falling unto the stone ground.
“Hihihihi the needle has venom that will slowly take effect, weakening your huge body.” The wizard exclaimed his high pitched voice startling the bats which flew away out of the window.
“Where is the maiden? What did you do to her?” Conan demanded, while was caressing his hefty left pec and nipple still stinging from the pricking of the venom laced needle.
“Ah no worries, I let her go, she must be with his father now. I have no use for her anyway. It is you whom I need.” the wizard replied.
“What?” Conan replied now confused.
“The moment my nose caught the scent of your manly essence an afternoon ago, I knew that what I’m looking for is not found from those maidens but from heroes like you! All I need to do is to get your cum!” the wizard exclaimed rather excited.
“What? You monster!” Conan was confused. A male extracting the love juice of another male? And the women all killed for nothing? Confusion and anger dawned on our muscle hero.
“Hihi now come here and let me feed on that organ of yours!” the wizard demanded, a wicked smile across his face.
“You pervert! You will pay!” Conan retorted grabbing his sword.
“Hihihi! As if!” the wizard replied as he lunged to the hero. Conan in return waited for the wizard to come to a close distance and strike him with his sword. As the wizard neared him, Conan brandishes his sword.
But to his surprise he only slashed the empty air. Above him was a raven which swooped down to Conan. Conan still surprised, had his guard down, the raven perched on his right grapefruit bicep and expertly maneuvered to peck his right nipple.
“Ow!” Conan yelped in pain. Another venom was planted. Both of his pecs became tingly, especially in the tender, erect nipples. The raven flew up, Conan missing his chance of vengeance.
“Nnnnnnhh…” Conan moaned silently as he massaged his tingly pec and nipples. A squeeze from his hand lets a droplet of the venom out of the nipple, the cold fluid running slowly, the sensitive membrane stimulated even more.
“Damn…nnh” Conan moaned silently again as he watched the raven fly over head. Another droplet oozed out giving low electric feeling all over his body. His horny feelings are starting again. He must think fast.
He ran toward one of the walls and grabbed a torch, his warrior instinct and prowess helped him to hurl the fiery metal mace dead on to the wretched flying creature.
“CAAAWW!!!” the raven fell down and return to its wizard form. Now that the wizard’s raven form is gravely injured, it is not wise to use it again.
“Lets see now if you can fight me in your true form you monster!” Conan taunted.
“Hihihi we’ll see…” the wizard said standing up crookedly. He did another lunge.
Conan was ready now; he lunged toward the wizard too. To his surprise, just before he could reach the wizard, the wizard jumped overhead and opened the wasp hive letting all of the flying insects out.
“Gaaah!” Conan shielded himself with his arms as he got another torch he brandishes it towards the wasps. As he was doing this he caught the wizard changing into a wasp, another cheat. He swung the torch hard scaring the entire wasp horde away flying out of the window. Now the wasps are gone all he needs to do is to find a wasp who was left behind and kill it. It was his chance. Wasps are fragile creatures. As he was looking around him he felt insect legs above his left nipple. He looked down and saw the wasp. He knew it was the wizard and he knew too that he was too late for what would happen. As he tried to ward him off, the wasp stung his already intoxicated left nipple and flew away to safety.
“Yeow!!” Conan moaned. His already stung left nipple was already extra sensitive another sting was painful as hell. Conan held on the wall for support. He lightly squeezed his engorged left pec and watched as the green fluid oozed out.
“No…” He said through gritted teeth. His pecs is torturing him. All those chasing made his extra sensitive pecs bounce vigorously sending shocks all over him. He musn’t lose.
He lunged at the wasp hoping that he will kill it.
“Let’s even things out shall we?” the wizard exclaimed through his wasp form flying quickly to meet the muscled hero.
As Conan neared the insect it assumed another form. He became a python and propelled expertly through the air clinging and coiling itself unto the hero’s thick neck. The impact threw Conan off balance as he fell down on his back. The python coiled on Conan’s necked tightened grip. Conan gasped for air. And while Conan was busy breathing and struggling, the wizard went for his prize. His head crept onto the mountainous heaving right pec and its fangs did what has to be done on his exposed right nipple.
“GAAAAHHHnnnggghhhnn!!” Conan moaned. Both of his nipples were stung twice, so much for evening out. And to make matters worse an arm went out of the wizard’s snake form and with its wiry hands grabbed and crushed his left nipple causing the cold venom to squirt out. The rushing sensation in his nipples was definitely felt by the hunky hero.
“AAAAUUUNNGGHHHnnnn!” Conan can’t help but give out another sexy moan. Another twitch in his cock.
Conan grabbed the reptile and held it and pulled it from both ways. The python hissed as his bit on the loincloth. Conan, seeing what the monster was trying to do pulled him so suddenly, tearing the loincloth apart his balls rolling gently between his hips, his cock splayed across his abs. He stood up and grabbed the snake by its tail, and with all his might he struck it down like a whip on the stone bed, the cracking sound echoing through the halls.
The wizard assumed his original form, lying on the stone bed, half awake, half knocked out muttering gibberish as he was trying to regain composure from the impact.
Conan remembered something. He untied the pouch and got the balwarine. He held the gooy bag over his head and popped it like a water balloon. Oil cascaded down on his muscled form. He didn’t waste time. He tore of his loincloth briefs it was no use in protecting his modesty anyway. He caught the descending fluid and spread it in his legs, hips, arms shoulders, and abs; it gave him a shimmering glow. His muscles now more defined than ever. He spread it in his ass, in between the cheeks, he also applied it on his asshole, groaning from the sensation. He was getting horny, but this must be done so he could have an edge, and he must do it fast. His other hand started to spread it across his pecs.
“UUuunngghhh,.” He moaned silently as the other hand applied the oil onto his perineum and balls. His cock given the size, must require both hands, his cock head had much of the oil for it needs most of the protection since it was the wizards target.
“UUuuunngh..” another silent moan. He stopped the caressing, his cock must not get hard or else his horniness will overwhelm him which might cause the failure of his mission.
He grabbed his sword and stood over the wizard. The stone was on hips level based on Conan. Having said so, his cock was dangling easily on the wizards lips. Conan saw this, but he didn’t mind he considers this as a gift from him, a last glimpse before dying and the wizard didn’t have it, Conan was immune anyway. His cockiness overruling his rational thought, alas, this battle is ending anyway.
The wizard was slowly regaining consciousness. His nose caught a familiar scent. Balwarine? He kept a hidden smile. He slightly opened his eyes he was surprised, Conan’s balls was the first thing he saw, and his cock, very vulnerable, dangling inches from his mouth, unaware of the monster that will engulf it.
The wizard knew what to do…he waited.
Conan grabbed the sword by both hands and pointed it down to the wizard.
“DIE!!” Conan shouted. He raised the sword. The pose may be heroic, but very vulnerable. Very vulnerable.
The cock is very near. No need for effort. Careless Conan…careless. One last cheat. The wizard thought as he used his strength and engulfed the unsuspecting cock head into his vile mouth. A perfect fit.
“GAAAHAaaannnGGhhnnnn!” Conan moaned sensually, he dropped his swored in the process. He was caught by surprise. His hands, instead of warding the wizard off held onto both side of the stone bed. Conan needs the support to keep himself together but it was too late. Why was he so careless? And why is he feeling hotter? What happened to the balwarine?
“Nooo—aaauunngghhh!” Conan moaned precum squirted out of his organ.
The wizard sensing Conan’s weakness, maneuvered him onto the stone bed. His wrists laid on the sides of the bed metal ring locked them in place. Conan’s tried to free himself but his arms was not responding. The venom? Was it taking effect? His legs were tired too. Only his cock has regained strength as it stood up shamefully from his body, pointing at the ceiling above.
“Look who’s laughing now? let us not waste time!” the wizard taunted as his mouth went for his balls.
“AAAANNNGGGGHhhhnnn!” Conan moaned. Shit. He was horny. There was no way of stopping himself from cumming. Both of the wizard’s hands reached for his pecs. There wiry fingers not even having the grip but it was enough for a squeeze.
“Let’s prepare you, let me remove the venom.” the wizard said as his hands squeezed hard the venom from both nipples squirting out like a fountain sending jolts of sensual shock all over Conan’s muscular body. Not to mention the wizard’s snake-like tongue dancing on his piss slit.
“NOOOOO—AUUnnGGHHnNGGggn!” Conan moaned, his head thrown back, he remembered his carelessness while fighting the Balwar. How his exposed cock did him trouble.
Another squeeze. He remembered how sensitive his swollen pecs and nipples were. But this one has added sensation. Then the venom came gushing out now mixed with blood. The venom’s nearly drained.
The fluid from his pecs came out abrupt.
“NOOOOO- AAAAAHHNNNNN AAAAAAHHHHNNN!!!” Conan moaned in defeat. He lost it. He could feel the hot semen squirting out from his cock like a fountain. He could feel his mind blacking out. He could hear himself moaning softly now. His body was tired. String after string went out.
Next thing he knew he was being freed but he was still losing consciousness. He felt fingers teasing his nipples, as if something is applied unto it.
“nnnnn…..” Conan moaned softly. He can’t struggle. He felt like he was being carried.
“NNNNGGGH…” Conan woke up. He was standing. But he was chained, spread eagle in the pillars. He was being offered.
“Release me fiend!” Conan demanded.
“Oh nonono! My hunky friend…I must extract from you your strength.” The wizard replied.
“I won’t give in!” Conan retorted.
“We’ll see hahahaha foolish of you to put balwarine unto your body…” the wizard cooed
“What?”
“HAHA you actually believed the villagers? Haha balwarine is a potion that makes the body that was applied with it very, very, sensitive. I shape shifted into a traveler and told the people that it was my weakness haha foolish humans…” the wizard said.
Conan was out of words he can’t believe he was tricked from the start.
“I caught so much of the scent in on body, I assume you got it all over you…” the wizard said as he nuzzled Conan’s balls.
“You…” Conan said
“Ah by the way the more you applied it, the more sensitive that part will be…I suppose you know what i am talking about…” the wizard said as he made a quick lick at Conan’s piss slit.
“GAAAAAHHHH!” Conan can’t help but resist a moan. How could have he been so foolish to put half of it on his cock head knowing it’ll protect him…now it was the opposite.
“Now with all this in mind, tell me you’ll resist me…hahaha” the wizard taunted again, nuzzling his balls.
“nnnnnnnnnn…”Conan moaned. He is doomed.
“Let us start…with this, it makes your man breasts more sensitive, no, ultra sensitive, with all that balwarine…but it has no venom…” the wizard said as he showed Conan a golden wasp, a container actually of the sex potion, its golden sting shining.
“I was actually very turned on by these, the moment I saw them I knew I have to have it…as you have noticed I attacked your nipples four times…” the wizard said as he caught his left nipple which by the way was all healed because of the ointment the wizard applied, and aimed the sting.
“NO!” Conan replied violently struggling.
“Be still!” the wizard used his knee to massage his balls and semi-hard cock. Conan moaned and stood still, it was the chance. His left nipple was pricked.
“Ow!” Conan cursed.
Then the same process for the right nipple.
“Yeow!!” Conan cried. But just as he was recovering, the wizard gave his nipples a sudden pinch and twisted it hard.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHWWWWWwwwwwww” the hero moaned his cock growing another notch.
“Now this one…” the fiend showed Conan a bowl with some kind of oil.
“This is not balwarine don’t worry, but I’ll need this in the ceremony later…it will help me fulfill my ceremony.” The wizard went behind Conan and started massaging his ass.
“Oh this orbs….better than women’s breasts!”
“Wha-NO! What are you—NO!” Conan cried helplessly
Conan flexed his butt so it won’t give. The wizard continued on parting his cheeks, enjoying the sensation on the flexing ass intended, to prevent his forces enter his forbidden portal. But the potion was still on effect.
“Ooooohhhhnnnnn…” Conan moaned tears welling from his eyes. The wizards fingers massaging his sphincter.
The wizard dipped his fingers in the magic oil and started stuffing Conan’s ass with it, licking it in the process.
“NO—OOHHhhnn…ooohhhnnn…” Conan can’t help but moan, this feeling was all new to him. Then the wizard inserted his finger inside.
“OWWW!!!”
“Hmmmm warm, and tight perfect for the phallus…” the wizard said as he tapped on the hero’s prostate.
“GAAAAAHHHH!!!!!” Conan moaned in surprise. What was that inside him that made him moan? And what phallus?
As Conan was busy thinking, his cock was already at full mast, pointing upward at a slight angle; his cock was too heavy to point straight up, so it was shamelessly protruding out of his body.
The wizard was quiet now as he went in front of the hero. He started kissing and sucking Conan’s ultrasensitive areolas the nipples than the areolas, while a hand was pinching the other, and the other free hand stimulating the super ultra sensitive head.
“Noooooo….Oooohhhhnnn…Aaaaawwwwhhhhnnnn…” Conan moaned softly and slowly as he struggled in slow, wavy motions, like a stripper dancing. Conan is starting to be overwhelmed. He is trying hard to resist. But he is easily distracted with the slow sucking of his nipples, and while his precum was being swirled all over his cockhead. He remembered that he held himself in the squid rape and it just alleviated the trouble.
“Nooo…Ahhhnn…Ahhh..AAhhh…OOOOOhhhhnn...” this can’t be happening, Conan thought.
“You are now ready hihihihi….” The wizard said as he signaled the black sphere.
“NO! I WON’T CUM!” Conan said. But the wizard is inattentive.
The wizard kneeled in front of Conan facing his cock. His wiry hands wrapped themselves around the pulsating shaft to his surprise he can’t get his fingers around it. He started chanting and speaking like a snake, his tongue wriggling out just a millimeter from his piss slit. Conan found the tongue nearly touching his sensitive manhood defiling already. He started struggling but ended up fucking the wizard’s hands.
Then Conan saw the most disgusting thing ever. The wizard’s tongue expanded and let out small tongues. He remembered he squid’s mouth. The wizard held on to Conan’s muscled hips as his tongues made way to their assignments. Two pairs of tongues went for the nipples, one coiling and pulling the nipples while the other danced at its tip.
“Uuuunnnggghhnnnnn…” Conan moaned helplessly, he cn’t believe that he was being defiled by a monster. He just looked away moaning and moaning.
Then two went for his perineum, and then four tickled his balls. Two went for the cockhead’s ultra sensitive underside. And five started to swirl inside his cock just a millimeter inside of his sacred organ.
“GAAAhhhhHHn. GAaaaHHnnn. OOOHhhhhmm!” Conan moaned in between pants. He was losing the fight.
The wizard’s hands reached around and parted his ass cheeks.
“NO Aahhhhnnn NoOt There Ahhhnnn Agai—aaAahhhhnnnnn!” Conan cried.
His defiance rewarded by vigorous stimulations.
“NNNNNGGGGGHHHHNNNNNN!” Conan replied through gritted teeth.
Then the sphere emerged out of the wall and extended, it was actually a dildo.
“WAH!” Conan was surprised at the cold stone touching his warm, lubricated, sensitive asshole. He remembered the grotto jack off. Shit. This might be the thing that will blow him up.
“NO!! NO! No..nooo!” Conan moaned softer and softer as the sensual process continued on.
Then the tip of the sphere produced tentacles that prodded the sacred portal slowly opening it for the dildo to enter. Conan was going to feel how to be fucked by him as the dildo was nearly as big as his beautiful cock.
The sudden sensation made Conan buck his hips forward causing more stimulation from the wizard, the five tentacles venturing deeper, just like the squid’s fuck tube.
“AAAhhhnn NO!!! must.not..Aahhhhnnnn….cuuaaaahhhhnnnnmm.”Conan moaned as he felt the rape getting more rough. To his relief a tentacle wrapped itself around the shaft, like a cockring to prevent him from cumming, he thought it was good, but it was really to prevent him from cumming at the wrong time.
Then the dildo pushed itself in, an inch inside his ass.
“AAWW AWWHHNN AWWWHHH!” Conan moaned in pain, his head thrown back. Then as the dildo and the wizard’s stimulation continued, he can’t moan anymore. He was out of breath.
Then when the dildo reached his inner depths it started fucking him hard.
“AAAAHWWWWNNnnn!!!” the tentacles in his ass attacked his prostate.
The wizard’s tongues became rough in his perineum and cock as four of the tentacles continued to venture deeper in his fuck rod while the other one swirled around the piss slit.
“AAHn AAHHNN AAAHhnnnnn..” Conan moaned quickly. He can feel his knees buckling, his balls boiling.
“must. Ahhhhnn not aaahhhnnn cum…” Conan thought and thought to himself. But it was to much. He hated it but the defiling is driving him to his doom. Then the tentacles in his nipples tightened, the oozing flesh tormented by the other tentacle.
“AAAAHHHWWN NO!! STOOP! STOoHHHHNNnnnP!! NooO!!!” Conan moaned one last time. Then it happened. The dildo “cummed“ in his ass producing a black semen like liquid to enter him.
“NOOOOOOO!!!!” Conan shouted his last. The cockring freed him.
Strings and strings of thick cum squirted out of his cock, the black semen seeping from his ass. The potion from his nipples squirting out causing out of this world sensations on our heroes muscular body.
“NOOOO! OOHHH AAAHHH OOOOOHHHNN AAAHHHNNNNnnn!!” Conan moaned his head thrown back. He doesn’t wan to see anything, he was defeated.
He felt the black ooze clouding his mind, like vines that wrapped themselves in his soul.
He felt his cock spewing the last amounts of thick semen. Not shooting out but just oozing from his cock under his shaft onto his ball then on the ground below.
He woke up, staring at the tower. He tried to move but he can’t.
“Stand up.” The wizard’s voice ordered. Conan did.
He was confused of what’s happening. He is conscious. But why the hell is this happening?
“Let me suck your nipple….” The wizard ordered.
His body did.
“Ooohhhnn…” Conan moaned, so does his body.
“No…” it dawned on our hero…he was now a soul inside a shell, he can’t control it but he can feel anything hi hunky body would feel. Even though he doesn’t want to follow his body will. If he is ordered to cum, even though Conan doesn’t, he will and he is gonna feel it. He will feel how the wizard will defy him….
A slave.
A sex slave…
“Cum for me….” The wizard ordered
“No!” Conan cried but his body started jacking off…
“very good…”
“no!” Conan shouted in sobs.
To be continued
