Gay Erotic Stories

Part Two, Conclusion

"So, conquered one, you awaken!" a voice creaked. It sounded to Pro'Phallus like a branch being scratched against a window. "Your man milk is excessively potent and plentiful. My beauties will flourish from your weed seed."

Pro'Phallus opened his eyes and beheld a hoary being who looked as though he'd been carved from an ancient, petrified tree trunk. He was very short and squat with bark-like gray skin. Green moss covered his large head and hung beard-like upon his wrinkled face.

Of course Pro'Phallus was still trussed and bound to the wall by his leafy subjugators. His head swam as he wriggled his spectacular, muscular ass and clenched instinctively at the broomstick-sized vine impaling his rectum. The ass invader continued to ram aggressively, penetrating and pushing deeply and deliciously in and out of his throbbing pucker, palpating his power prostate.

Sap, secreted by the intruder, continued to seep from his violated opening and his sinewy, hewn legs and ass were covered with the silky, viscous fluid. The sensation was horrific yet fabulous and he fought against the innate, overwhelming desire of his Virilon body to take it in deeper and deeper still. He helplessly writhed with pleasure and his stupendous, vine entwined cock was once again engorged and dripping.

The leafy loop remained around his throat but he could breathe easily and was allowed to behold his still glorious yet imprisoned body. He noticed a similar plant was now attached to his other mountainous nipple and it was sucking sweetly upon his bullet tip. More organically poisoned thorns adorned his pendulous sack causing his font of power to throb with pain and pleasure. A larger barb protruded from his massive, swollen, mushroom cock-head, almost inside the crease of his bubbling piss slit!

The ancient creature stepped forward and caressed the stacked well-built mounds of the muscle stud's pectorals then trailed his shriveled hand across the sculpted abs. He then grasped the Deliverer with one hand while squeezing and assessing the dynamic twin-danglers residing within Pro'Phallus' mighty pouch, the source of his manly powers with the other. The being's hands were rough and hard but the sensation still caused the nubile young champion to close his eyes with pleasure as he fought the delirious desire to be touched and handled. He tried to speak but his mouth was full of peat moss.

"I am called VERDUROUS, muscle pup. Your masculine accouterments are most impressive, Virilon. You are indeed robust but not very bright. Now you are and will always remain bush- fucked for my pleasure! Ha! I'm sure you must realize that as long as my rectal vine is impaling you, I control every aspect of your being. In other words…your ass is grass!" he cackled and creaked as he reached up and removed the peat moss from the helpless Virilon's mouth.

"RES FIRMA MITESCERE NESCIT!" Pro'Phallus cried. Nothing happened.

"Ha, ha, ha! Foolish flesh being! The "Chant of Plenipotentious" is wholly useless while you are penetrated. No doubt the mystic sage is rolling in his tomb at your predicament, pretender! The Guardians of Manhood have sent you to me knowing that it is your destiny to be beefy and leafy for the rest of your short life. You live now only to serve our plant world. Hmmm, yes…I believe it is now time for your next milking of Miracle Gro!"

"No, Verdurous! I must fulfill my destiny and become the next Penis Man!" Pro'Prophallus cried as the cock-stalk began to speed up it's extraordinary "vine job" upon his incredible length.

"The brawny simpletons along this cave wall were also frauds, pretender! You're no different!" Verdurous decreed. "Their Virilon seed generated the plants which now enslave you; just as yours will do to my next batch of muscle mulch. Accept your destiny, fleshy one!" he taunted. "See how my beauties thrive on your powerful spew? Hmm, even I must admit that your effusive emissions are curiously super-potent! Your fantastic virility spills over into every aspect of your vigorous being! I'm going to get a lot of mileage from you before you're all spent, mountebank!"

Pro'Phallus could indeed see the vines shoot up before his very eyes. As they sprouted and grew they intertwined their tendrils into his golden leg hairs and his lower body was now nearly covered. He squirmed again, further impaling himself upon the rump-humping stalk. He was demoralized and weakening; his extraordinary powers and energy were nearly drained!

"Ah, mighty tree…ah, I feel your flowers…ah…consuming me," he said as the vine stroked and nursed his rock hard cock with its deadly desire. He'd already blown four loads and was getting close again to cumming…all the while knowing that every firing would weaken and lessen his vital essence even more, until he'd be totally consumed!

"You have been overwhelmingly defeated by my vegetal army, Virilon! Face it…you belong, locks, cock and smoking barrel to me! Ha, ha! Show him how much you enjoy his luscious cum, my beauties!" The plants all waved and rustled their leaves to show Verdurous their approval at this most manly of fleshy fertilizers!

Pro'Phallus felt waves of despair wash over him even as pre-cum plopped excitedly from his cock head and onto the waiting plants below. Then he saw it. There on the cave floor… a glint of blue amidst the sea of green. The ice crystal bestowed upon him by Queen Freezia!

The tree being's taunts and the mocking sound of the rustling leaves awoke the mighty champion's powerful manly pride! Pro'Phallus would not/could not let this being dominate him! Pro'Phallus would be plant food no longer! He concentrated all his energy and focused on the powers of the crystal just as his nuts constricted and his cock began to gush forth his latest offering.

Immediately the vines holding him were flash frozen and the now brittle strands cracked and broke away from the wall. Indeed, all the vines in the cave were now frozen and dead. His muscular body crashed to the floor and he scooped up the crystal in his massive palm.

"RES FIRMA MITESCERE NESCIT!" he cried on his hands and knees, anticipating the glorious rush of renewed strength and vigor to his manly frame. Nothing happened. That damn vine was still stuck in his ass. He reached around to remove it just as Verdurous charged him from behind! He couldn't get it out!

"My beauties! You have killed my leafy subjects. I'll turn you into human humus!" the ancient one roared.

Pro'Phallus concentrated his remaining energies on his rectal muscles as his cock continued to spew his precious essences all over his bull neck, his massive chest and sculpted abdomen. He grasped the deliverer, took a deep breath and called upon Valsalva to give him strength. He then relaxed his sphincter and gave a mighty push with his lower abdominal wall muscles.

The vine flew furiously from his smooth, rock hard ass with incredible force and pierced the ancient one through the right shoulder, knocking him over.

"RES FIRMA MITESCERE NESCIT!" Pro'Phallus chanted again. Immediately his fantastic tanned, toned body responded with revived vigor and puissance. His mighty cock leapt and thumped against his eight-pack abs and his now refreshed power bag containing his twin turbo man-juice makers filled to brimming with his brawn broth. The barbs shot from his body as he flexed and posed.

"My daughter, Venus will dispose of you very painfully for this trespass you have perpetrated upon me, meaty one!" Verdurous croaked as he rubbed his shoulder. Green, sappy fluid was flowing from the wound.

"Admit defeat, shrubbed one. I will not hesitate to use this cum weapon upon you if you don't," he said while towering over his fallen foe. He then placed the ice crystal back in his navel, taking just a moment to admire the perfect shape of his belly button, then reached for and put on the black-stoned ring from Magmar.

Just as he did, Verdurous seized the opportunity to shoot bark-like projectiles from his hands. The hard pieces of wood struck the mighty champion fully and painfully in his massive bull balls and along his throbbing shaft, knocking him back into the cave wall. Pro'Phallus was momentarily disoriented by the brutal sack attack. Verdurous then generated a rope-like strand that shot from his hand and wrapped around the Virilon's neck, choking him. As the hero tried to claw and tear at it, another thin green vine shot from the ancient one's hand and entered the Deliverer's piss slit, snaking down his cum vein towards his font of power!

"Once this tap root broaches your fun bag it will be all over for you, Penis Man!"

Pro'Phallus fought to breathe and to tear away at both the evil vines. He could feel the root inching further into his cum canal and he decided on a desperate course of action. Suddenly, flames erupted from the Deliverer's muzzle, scorching and burning the vine. Of course, Magmar's ring was responsible. Pro'Phallus tore away the choker then grasped his flame-thrower of justice and pointed it at the now cowering tree man.

"Worship my flaming woody, Verdurous!" he roared mellifluously. "You have been soundly defeated today. I see no daughter here to help you!"

"Yes, Penis Man. You are truly great! You've indeed snatched victory from defeat. I am conquered and call you "pretender" no more. Allow me to worship your mighty rod of power. But first, accept this gift as a token of triumph and respect." Verdurous held out his hand. In his tiny palm was a braided vine necklace. At the end there dangled a small, golden acorn. Pro'Phallus took the proffered gift and placed the cord over his honey gold hair, then around his muscular neck. The acorn hung beautifully between his stacked pectorals.

"Thank you, ancient one," Pro'Phallus said, then allowed the shrub-meister to worship him before stepping again through the green portal.

The end.