The Telemachus Story Archive

NKem
By EbonArt (Illustrated by ebonart)
Email: ebonart.gallery@gmail.com



CHAPTER ONE - THE ALTAR OF SATHAS

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The lizardmen overpowered him and dragged him to the altar of their profane god. Nkem was a hard-bodied desert youth, barely past his manhood ceremony, and he protested this. Vigorously. He kicked one of the lizardmen so hard he broke its neck, but another simply took its place as its fellow fell like a stone.  

They were ten to his one, though, and they pulled him along, kicked and growling. They lifted him to the rough stone and held his powerful limbs. Already he'd been disarmed, and his heavy hook-sword lay where it had fallen by the doorway when they'd ambushed him with poisoned darts.  

Nkem struggled as they bound his iron-muscled arms with thick leather cords, passing them through steel rings hammered into the stone in ages past. Their claws raked his deep chest as they tore his weapon harness away, and they bent their wide hissing mouths to lick the blood from his sweat-gleaming muscles.  

"Argh!" The Kiran youth cried as twin fangs sank deep into his shoulder muscle, pumping a weakening poison into his bloodstream. His head began to swim, and his muscles turned to water. They bound him tighter now that he was not resisting, and the cords cut into his body as they stretched tight.

"No..." He growled as one – a massively-muscled, black-scaled warrior, it's crest flaring  to warn others away - tore his loincloth away and lifted his limp cock in its clawed hand. It hissed and bent to his hooded member, baring its teeth and then opening its powerful jaws to bite off his cock and balls in one go.

The pain and struggles excited the desert youth, and he felt his thick member rise up hard and ready as the lizardman's drool spilled from its mouth and ran warm and thick down the heavy length of his penis, until the veined length gleamed. He gave an involuntary gasp of pleasure as the liquid ran over his groin and balls, puddling between his legs.

The lizardman paused, then slid its long forked tongue against Nkem's erect cock. Seeming to savor the taste, the thick tongue coiled around the young man's penis, slipping over its pulsing length over and over again. Squeezing. Stroking. Warm and slick, it stroked him as Nkem gasped.

Nkem, dazed by the poison coursing through his veins, moaned softly... and thrust his hips up, letting his penis slide through the coils of that muscular, prehensile tongue, almost like a tentacle it was so agile and strong. Growling, the lizardman positioned itself over him, gripped his thighs with its massive clawed three-fingered hands, and pulled his legs apart, the better to lick and stroke Nkem's cock.

Another lizardman with heavy scales the color of dried blood joined them, bending its fanged head to lap and suckle at the blood running from Nkem's shoulder wound... then coiling its tongue over his smooth skin. Its broad nostrils flared and it made a mewling sound deep in its throat as it shifted to lick his sweat-soaked pit, snuffling and licking in pleasure as it tasted his salt and musk.

The black-scaled lizardman, it's muzzle glistening with spit and Nkem's precum, bent its head low and bared its fangs as two more huge reptiles, blueish black in color, crept in, curious about the fuss. They snapped and hissed but backed away as the black-scale lifted Nkem's strong body and sniffed his anus.

Rough-scaled lips nuzzled the sensitive hole and the young barbarian grunted in pain and pleasure as he felt it begin to vigorously lick his flexing little fuck-hole.  

Overhead was the great stone statue of Sathas the serpent god, rising from its coils, mouth agape, stone fangs five feet long, as if waiting to plunge forward and consume him. It seemed to watch Nkem's moaning struggles with infinite patience, as if pleased by a different form of sacrifice.  

"Ah, fuck, stop," Nkem groaned as he tried to break his bonds, straining uselessly against the leather cords that bound him tight. The helplessness and tight bonds excited him more, though, and his cock flexed above his cobbled abdomen drooling precum onto his dark skin.  

The black-scale's nostrils flared and it reared back, then pushed its thick tongue deep into Nkem's hole, eliciting a soft cry of pleasure from the bound youth.

"Fuck!" He cried, twisting on the wet altar. The red-scale's tongue slid over his chest, coiling over his large hard nipples, and then slid like a serpent around his neck. It tightened, and Nkem fought for breath as the lizardman's tongue choked him. He bucked and twisted on the stone altar, then gasped of breath as the red-scale drew back. He could breathe again.

The black-scale's tentacle-like tongue continued to fuck his hole, twisting deep into him, sliding free, then plundering his depths once again. Over and over, it tongued him, savoring the acrid taste of his taint until Nkem shook with his need.

"HAAGGH!" Nkem cried as he ejaculated, his strong young cock pulsing as thick ropes of barbarian cum shot from his crown to splatter back onto his heaving chest and abs. "AH AGGH!" he cried in his pleasure as the lizardman tongue fucking his ass slipped out and then began to lap at his steaming jizz.  

The blue-blacks moved in and the black-scale allowed them as they licked Nkem's bared torso clean of any trace of his cum, their agile snake-like tongues chasing down every drop until his body gleaming like it had been oiled and polished. The two lesser males flanked Nkem and pulled his legs apart.  

He lay there on the altar, panting, weak from their poison. His cock laid across his flat belly, still pulsing out the last vestiges of his intense orgasm.  

Then he felt another touch on his anus and looked up. The massive black-scale lizardman held a foot-long black-skinned cock in his hand, shining like oiled onyx, a thick smooth member that sprouted from between his legs, previously hidden by a protective dual flap of heavy scale. Now it pulsed in the thing's clawed hand, the large knob on the end drooling a glistening white stream of what must be lizardman precum.  

"No.." Nkem said shaking his head as the lizardman warrior mounted him and slid its lubed penis over his stomach and chest, until the knob stroked Nkem's lips. He was helpless to resist as the blood-scaled lizardman held his head steady and forced his mouth open.  

The large knob stroked over the youth's lips, slicking the entire lower half of his face with lizardman precum, thick and oddly sweet. He tried to turn his head this way and that to no use, until finally the creature thrust and slipped its cockhead past his lips. His mouth was filled to the breaking point by the fleshy knob.  

A long hiss of pleasure sounded from the black-scaled bull, and he moved his cock slightly in Nkem's mouth. The precum pulsed and slid down Nkem's throat, then... then a gush and flood of cum as the warrior ejaculated. Nkem choked, tried to pull away, but to no avail! The lizardman slid back before he could choke the youth to death and spent himself in a creamy flood over the barbarian's powerful body.

It's keening cry of pleasure echoed from the crumbling walls of the ancient stone temple. The others took up the cry, and from the shadows Nkem could see a dozen or more lizard creatures lope and scamper into the area, come climbing down the pillars from the root-tangled darkness above, their sharp claws digging into solid stone.

Nkem, drenched in lizardman cum, flexed his arms again, trying to snap the leather cords. No use. He growled in frustration and the fanged mouths around him opened and growled back.

The first blush of its intense inhuman lust spent, the black-scale slid back along Nkem's body, its tongue cleaning his naked form. Others moved in, and their long prehensile tongues slid over Nkem's dark-skinned form, wetly caressing his body. The warm wriggling tongues began to excite him when several began to wrap and stroke his own still-erect member.

"Oh fuck, no, please..." He groaned softly as his penis flexed. The lizardmen continued to clean him, until his mahogany skin shone. "Ah... ah...!" He gasped, and then ejaculated again, long streamers of his cum arcing up, then landing on his body, brilliant white against his glistening spit-oiled muscles. Hissing, tails thrashing, jaws snapping, the lesser lizardmen crowed in to clean the cum from his long, hard-muscled torso.

The black-scale watched them clean Nkem, it's inscrutable face with its fanged mouth gaping open, it's tongue writhing like a dying snake, drool dripping to the cracked stone altar. Its clawed hand moved to stroke it's hard, thick cock. With a hiss and snap it sent the lesser creatures around it back into the darkness.

The black-scale surveyed the young barbarian's  body, then it gestured two others forward. They grabbed Nkem's legs and pulled them apart. While Nkem struggled uselessly against their wiry strength, the black-scale moved back and aimed its large member at Nkem's wet and lubed little fuck-hole.

"No, you can't..." Nkem tried to protest until the warrior slowly stroked his dripping hole with his massive cock, probing, stroking, until suddenly the large crown popped past Nkem's tight ring. The thing hissed and its cock slid deeper as it entered him, stretching him gently and slowly, but still claiming the young man's lubed hole as its own!  

Nkem threw back his head, his mouth working soundlessly against the intense sensation of being fucked. It was far from the first time a cock had entered him, but the inhuman instrument was truly testing his limits. He gasped as he felt it begin to move and thrust inside him, the creatures surprisingly soft dry belly scales stroking over his own erection until he twisted under the monster and shot his cum all over its belly.

The lizardman groaned deep back in its throat at the splash of warmth against its body, and it bent to let its tentacle-tongue slide out and caress Nkem's lips... then force its way past and down his throat. Nkem fought but then felt the tongue pulse and squirt warm thick liquid down his throat. It was heavy and sweet and soon Nkem found himself with his eyes closed, his lips working to suckle on the monster's pulsing tongue as it fed him the substance.  

Nkem relaxed, felt his muscles slacken, and realized it must be a weak form of their poison. No matter. He suckled on the tentacle like a child, even as the monster's cock moved slowly and forcefully inside his powerful young body. Nkem whimpered in pleasure as he flexed his ass against the intruder, feeling the massive length slide free then penetrate him all over again over and over. The monster's precum squirted from his hole with each thrust, soaking his thighs.

A minute later, the monster's cock was buried to the root in Nkem's powerful young body while the youth writhed in pleasure on the altar, completely mindless of anything save the massive cock sliding into his body. Nkem's cock jerked against the black-scaled warrior's plated belly as the youth ejaculated again, and the hissing warrior let his drool spatter over the muscled youth's chest as it thrust and thrust its cock into the helpless young man's body.

It bred the youth slowly, agonizingly slowly, as the other lizardmen crowded around the altar again. Soon, though, the stroking cock began to speed up, the black-scale's long thick tail raised up and thrashing hard. A deep rumble came from inside its massive scale-covered chest.

The black-skinned cock pulsed and the lizardman came deep inside Nkem's body, back arched as it did so. It thrust and thrust, hammering the young swordsman's pussy with its thick member, growling and gaping its fanged jaws as it spent itself in pleasure. Nkem felt the hot flood burst forth from him as the lizardman slid out of his body, and he screamed in mindless pleasure.

Nkem ejaculated again and then passed out. The black-scale slid from his body and stood. At a gesture from it, the others moved in to lick Nkem's body again with their thick prehensile tongues, tails thrashing in pleasure as they ate the warrior's cum from the young man's anus and from his skin. Their tentacle-tongues violated the youth over and over for almost an hour but Nkem was conscious for none of it.  

The great statue of Sathas glared down at the altar, pleased.