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A Whole Night Holed With The King's Soldier
by Omofineboy
My twentienth birthday was three days ago. I came to visit with my mother. My mother cooked my brother and I a great meal in her tenth. My younger brother, Ehud was a farmer and about to marry his sweetheart, Rachel. He had just finished building his house next door to our Mom’s house. She had been widowed ten years ago,” she complained. “Peter, you are twenty and I am yet to meet your intended. Doesn’t Prince Jonathan allow you to knock on some nice girl’s door?See here Ehud will soon marry and give me plenty grandchildren to play with while you, the oldest will keep me waiting. “Ma, I have told you that I will marry as soon as the war with the is over. “You think this war will be over? Goliath is their god’s son and I hear no man can kill him,” she scoffed. “Well, our God will bring us a champion,” chimed Ehud.
We switched the topic to a better banter and we had a great night.
The next morning, I mounted my horse and proceeded to Gibeah where the Prince and his men were temporarily encamped. I had been the prince’s page for the past four years now. Prince Jonathan was as handsome as his father King Saul. He loved beauty, poetry and music. May girls always try to catch his eyes every opportunity they get. So far, he had not yet found his future wife. The kings of Ammon and far away Arabia had sent messages to King Saul offering their respective daughters’ hands in marriage for the eligible crown prince but Saul was more preoccupied with the Goliathic dilemma.
It was a day’s journey from my village to Gibeah. As midday drew nigh, I had covered half of the distance. I dismounted by a stream and washed myself in the cool water. I ate the cheese and bread my mother wrapped for me and as I was about leaving, I saw a handsome youth that looked like a shepherd washing his feet. “Greetings my lord,” he greeted me. I inclined my head. “What are you doing here in the middle of nowhere and without any weapon?” He smiled and showed me his sling. “My name is David the son of Jesse. I am a shepherd but my brothers have joined the army to fight our enemies, the Philistines. I am to see how they are doing, for my old man’s sake. ” I laughed at how ridiculous a sling to be use as a weapon against a bear, a mountain lion or bandits. As if reading my thoughts, he said:”This sling was used to kill a bear and a lion,” he said proudly. I thought e was joking. “So, your brothers enlisted in the army?”I enquired. “Yes they are. I would have joined too but then no one would look after our herds.” “Ok. I am heading to the Prince’ camp. Be vigilant.” “I will be. Thank you my lord.” “So, fare you well,” I said finally.
I mounted my horse and few minutes after I left the stream, a cobra flounced out from the bush in front of the horse. The scared horse jolted and before I could say Jack, I fell from the horse. The horse bolted away neighing wildly. The snake disappeared into the bush leaving me annoyed and helpless. I started walking under the hot sun. After about two hours, I heard a sound of pounding hooves. A soldier was on a war horse.
The soldier pulled the reins and the horse stopped abruptly. We introduced ourselves and exchanged pleasantries. He was Joel the son of Zabdiel. He was with the King’s army but on his way to deliver a message from the king. I told him my predicament. He smiled and offered me to ride with him. Now, how could I resist. The broad shouldered muscular soldier was very good looking with well trimmed beards. He was attired in soldier’s paraphernalia and looked to be in his thirties. He had the whitest set of teeth and the brown his jet black hair was well kept.
As we trudged on. The sloppy and bumpy road made me bump on him now and then. And since I was seated in front of him, his arousal was apparent. I did not think much of it, after all, we do not have control over our dicks. Yes, the cock has a mind of its own. The cloudless sky suddenly became dark. “It will really piss down,” Joel said aloud. “Yes, it appears so,” I replied. “We still have a long way to cover but fortuitously, My friend Daniel has a hut not far from here. He is a hunter and uses it whenever he is hunting. If we ride faster, we will be there before it starts raining.” The rain got us before we reached the small hut. We were drenched and cold. He quickly made fire. “We need to get our clothes off to dry,” he said and with a swift movement, he shed off his clothes. The golden fire illuminated his body.He was like a carved piece of art. He was lithe and very muscular. His broad chest was tapered by silky black hair. His stomach was flat and his midriff was covered with hair as well. My gaze descended on his groin and I gasped aloud. His flaccid penis was almost seven inches soft. The circumcised cock was beautiful work of art. Straight with a mushroomed head . He oozed a kind of magnetism that suddenly got me hard. “I think you should undress as well before you catch cold,” Joel said with smile . Slowly, I un-clad myself. My hard on was apparent and I was helpless. I could not hide it from him but I averted my eyes from making an eye contact. I blushed and felt heat on my neck.
The heat spread to my balls when I saw his cock. He was also sporting a gigantic hard-on.His balls looked like lemon. Our eyes met. Without another word, he crossed over and embraced me. I am tall but he is taller by some five inches. We kissed and our hands roved all over our aroused bodies. His skin was hot and his tongue was causing commotion in my mouth. My hand grabbed his cock and massaged it urgently.He took me to the bed covered with a bear skin and lay me on my back. He spat in his hand and rubbed his cock. Then, ever so gently he was inside me. He held me as if I was a fragile porcelain. His kisses were deep and his strokes well precise. I t was simply fantastic.
When he finally came, I could not have enough of his man juice. He withdrew and went down on me. He sucked my cock with such expertise as if he had no teeth. When I finally ejaculated in his mouth, he swallowed my cum whole.
We made soup from the dried meats that hung on the wall. Then we fucked again before we slept off
The next morning, we made plans on how we could meet clandestinely without any one knowing.The laws of our nation forbid homosexuality and if caught, we could face death sentencing by stoning. Besides, he was married with two young children.
Dressed and set to leave, a ruddy looking young man bundled in with his carrying some slaughtered rabbits balanced on a stick. “Joel my man, I saw your horse in the barn – ” he started excitedly and stopped immediately he was aware of my presence. “Daniel, this is Peter. His horse bolted off and left him stranded so I offer him a ride and the storm led us here. “Peter you are welcome. Sorry I wasn’t here. I went to the traps and the rain made me to sleep in a nearby cave,” he explained. “Well, we must be gone. I will see you soon,” Daniel shook his friend’s hand. “Oh ho my good friend. Fare you well. Go with God. And you too Peter,”he smiled radiantly.
I had a gnawing feeling that these two were more than friends. Well, I guess only time would tell.
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