Medieval Lion
King Ralph is a good and just King who looks after his knights and their squires very well. Every chance he can get the lion liked nothing more than to relax and horse play with them, sometimes naked!
One day a new squire had been appointed to one of the knights. Later in one of the corridors the king spoke to the knight.
' I think tonight would be a good time to haze the new squire' he said and winked at the knight.
Every time a new squire had been appointed it was customary for the King, and his knights, to initiate them into becoming squires. This usually involved a humiliating experience for the new comer but if he completed all the tasks without backing down he would gain quite a lot of respect from the other knights.
That evening after supper, the King made his way to the knight's barracks. As he entered they all bowed. King Ralph saw the new squire over in the corner polishing some armour. He motioned to the other knights to strip off and soon they were all naked (some had only removed their bottoms) and began to walk over to the squire.
He was a rottweiler, and although he wasn't as young as the other squires he certainly looked it.
He continued to polish the armour, unaware of what was about to befall him.
Suddenly he looked up to see the King standing naked before him, along with all the other knights, who were now slowly caressing and fluffing up their cocks ready for action.
The rottweiler stood up and addressed the King.
'Good...good evening your majesty' he said a little nervously.
'Good evening squire' the King said 'how are you settling in?'
'Fi...fine your majesty. Ah...why are you and the other knights naked your majesty?'
'Well' said the King putting a leg up on a stool and starting to stoke his cock. 'I'm sure the other squires have told you, that during your first week as a squire you get hazed in my myself and the other knights'.
'Hazed in?' queried the rottweiler.
'In other words your bottom's about to get a lot of action' called a knight.
Next moment the rottweiler was surrounded by some of the other knights and they stripped him naked and took him into the centre of the room where the King was waiting for him.
'Ok squire!' said the King 'First we wrestle!'
King Ralph grabbed the rottweiler and began wrestling with him. At first the rottweiler was a bit shy. He didn't really fancy wrestling with the King, let alone doing it butt naked. Soon though, after some encouragement from the other knights, he began to tackle the King.
'Good squire!' said the King as the rottweiler got into it 'don't be afraid to tackle me! Here we are equal.'
Soon the knights sat around them on their beds watching the two furs naked wrestle one another.
It wasn't long before the rottweiler noticed the King's cock had become fully erect.
'I see you have noticed the King is stiff!' the King said. 'Sir Gladwell! I think your bed will do for the next part!'
'Yes your Majesty' replied the Doberman, and he stood up and presented his bed to the King.
The King lay on the bed and beckoned the rottweiler to come over to him. He pulled back his foreskin and looked at the squire, who was trying hard not to look at the King's erection.
'Don't be shy lad!' said the King 'Your next task is to suck the royal cock!'
The rottweiler looked aghast and looked around at all the knights wondering if this was some sort of joke.
'I shouldn't keep the King waiting son' said a horse.
The rottweiler gulped then leaned over, closed his eyes and slowly opened his mouth to take the King's cock.
'Ooooooo yyyyeeaaahh!' moaned King Ralph as he felt the rottweiler's warm mouth begin to suck and slurp over his cock. 'Sssshhhhhhhiiitttt! This squires' a natural!'
It wasn't long before the rottweiler got into a rhythm and was sucking the King off like a pro.
The King moaned lustfully, letting his knights know how good this squire was.
'Oh fuck! You boys are in for a real treat! Fuck his mouth is like velvet! Oh shit! If he keep this up I'm going to cum real soon!'
The rottweiler did keep it up and it wasn't long before the King forced him right to the base and shot his load right down his throat.
The rottweiler pulled off and slapped the King's cock round his face a few times, getting some of the cum on his face.
'Good boy!' said the King, exhausted 'Now hop up and take a seat.'
The King gestured to his slimy cock and the squire got up on the bed, this time without hesitation, and slowly sat on top of the King's body, his butt cheeks clamped between the King's thick member.
King Ralph cupped the rottweiler's cheeks and slowly pushed his cock into the dogs butt hole.
The rottweiler grit his teeth and gave a loud cry as his virgin hole was spread open by the King's cock.
'Oooo, definitely a virgin then!' smiled the King, and the other knights laughed.
Soon the rottweiler became used to the size and it wasn't long before he was bobbing up and down the shaft and moaning lustfully.
'Ooooooohhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'
'Yeah! Ride the Royal Cock!' moaned the King 'Ride it like a whore!'
The rottweiler soon quickened his pace and he was now tossing too. Around him the knights were all stoking off and moaning lustfully as they watched their King satisfy the squire. One or two slapped and rubbed the squires butt. The Doberman gave a few licks of the rottweiler's asshole making him moan out in ecstasy.
It wasn't long before both the King and the squire climaxed and shot their loads. The King deep into the rottweiler's ass and the squire over his majesties face.
After a few moments the rottweiler pulled off and stood up. One of the knights handed him a basin of water and a cloth and he began to clean the King's face and cock.
As he washed the King the other knights began feeling him up. Cursing his butt and cock, one or two fingered globlets of cum from his anus and tasted the Kings seed.
'Well-done squire' said the King as he rose 'you have pleased your King. I shall leave you now to continue your hazing in'.
The King picked up his clothes and left and the squire looked round at the knights, all of them naked, laying on their beds, tossing off slowly, all grinning at him.
As the week went on the squire continued to be hazed in. Next day he was taken to the stables where he tossed off all the knights' horses and told to suck the cock of the king's horse.
The day after that he was taken to a nearby wood where he was fucked by some of the knights.
The day after that he was woken early and sent to the King's chamber where he had to climb into the King's bed and wake him with a blowjob while trying not to wake the queen at the same time.
The day after that he was on the battlements, leaning over the wall and getting fucked by any of the guard who wanted to and sucking them off to.
The day after that he, and some of the other knights, spent an evening in the local tavern where he went under the table given each of them blowjobs. (Fortunately it was so noisy that the locals didn't notice.)
On his last knight of being hazed in he and the other squires spent the night with the knights being fucked many times over.
Down in the dungeons another lion, named Bartimus, was chained up naked to the wall. He had been wrongfully accused and was serving a two-year sentence.
One day the jailer, Weasel John came into his cell.
'Ok Bartimus' he said 'it's time for another session'.
'Fourth time today' said the lion 'some might say that your bi-curious is changing to full on gay!'
'Shut up and get hard for me!' said the weasel as he got down on his knees.
Bartimus attempted to get semi-hard before the weasel began to touch and fondle the lion's balls.
He even began sucking each of his testicles a few times, making the lion become fully hard.
'That's my lion' said Weasel John and he slowly began licking the underside of his cock.
Bartimus moaned lustfully as he felt the weasels tongue work his cock, making it nice and slick.
Soon the weasel began sucking his cock head and Bartimus moaned even louder.
'Ooooooohhhhhhhh ffffffffffffuuuuuuuucccckkkkkkkk! Ooooooohhhhhhhh yyyyeeaaahh!'
His moans sounded throughout the dungeon that two guards came to see the commotion, only to find the lion receiving a fine blowjob.
As they watched they too became hard and began touching themselves as they watched the weasel continue.
'Oh fuck, mmmmm, keep going weasel! Fuck your mouth feels good on my cock!'
Weasel John kept sucking the lion off, even deep throating a few times.
It wasn't long before Bartimus felt his climax begin to rise and he told the weasel to stroke him off.
Using both hands the weasel caressed and stroked the huge cock, making it throb and flaired. He quickened his pace as Bartimus moaned more and more.
Mmmmmm fuck! Oh shit I'm...I'm gonna...gonna...oh fuck! OH FUCK! HERE...IT...CCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUMMMMSSSSSSSS! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'
Bartimus spurted load after load of hot sticky cum. It shot high into the air and spattered down over Weasel John and half the cell.
The weasel opened his maw to take as much cum as he could as a second and third load spurted from the lions cock, though not as high or far as the first.
Weasel John licked as much cum off his face as possible as Bartimus lay against the wall panting and regaining himself.
'Good ..huh...?' he panted.
'Oh fuck lion' said the weasel, still licking much of the cum off his face as he could.
'This is a good load!'
'Maybe those two can you a hand?' said Bartimus pointing a finger at the two guards behind the weasel.
Weasel John looked round to see the two wolf guards, their cocks out and tossing off at the scene they just witnessed.
The weasel smiled, got up, walked over to the two guards and took hold of their cocks for them and went down on his knees again.
Grinning at one another one of the wolves closed the door as he felt a warm tongue begin to lick his stiff cock.
A few days past and one of the knights, a tiger, after having a good fuck with his squire in the woods, went down to the dungeons on an inspection when he heard sounds of moaning coming from Bartimus' cell. He peered through the small hatch in the door and was surprised to see the lion getting fucked by one of the guards. Bartimus had his legs wrapped round the guards waist and was gritting his teeth as he was fucked good and hard against the wall.
The knight began to touch himself and was almost on the verge of cumming when he heard footsteps coming down the passage. He quickly shut the hatch and saw it was Weasel John approaching.
'Whatya doing down here?' asked the weasel.
'I'm inspecting the place' replied the knight 'tell me, who is kept in this cell?'
A few moans came from the door and both looked to where the sound came from before returning their gaze to one another.
'A thief called Bartimus' replied the weasel 'in for a two year stretch'
'May I speak with him?'
The weasel unlocked the door and opened it to see the scene of the lion and guard fucking.
'WHAT ARE YOU DOING!' called Weasel John angrily 'CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE IN AN INSPECTION HERE!'
The guard pulled out of Bartimus' ass and ran out of the cell putting his cock back in his pants.
'I'm sorry you had to see that' said the weasel to the knight apologetically.
'It's fine' said the knight looking the lion up and down. 'Would you leave us' he asked the weasel.
The weasel left and the knight and lion were alone.
'I hear you are her for stealing?' said the knight
'I am' said Bartimus 'But I didn't do it! I was framed!'
Bartimus told his story to the knight. For some reason the knight believed his tale.
'How are you with a sword?' the knight asked.
'I was one of the best when I trained as a knight in my youth' replied the lion.
'What happened?'
'I was called back by my family and had to help with farming. Though I kept up my training in secret.
'Show me' said the knight intrigued.
The lion looked at the knight showing he couldn't as his hands were chained.
'Oh excuse me' said the knight and he picked the locks till they opened.
'Wow!' said Bartimus, impressed 'do you learn that as a knight?'
'No just something I picked up'.
Bartimus picked up the knights sword and showed him some of his moves.
The knight didn't know if it was because the lion was naked or if it was his skills, but he became quite impressed with how Bartimus could handle a sword.
'How was that?' asked the lion.
'You have some fine moves' said the knight.
The knight called for Weasel John and told him he was taking the lion to be trained as a knight, but not to tell the king.
The weasel disagreed at first but changed his mind after the knight gave him a handjob. He found the lion some clothes.
As they left the lion gave the weasel and one or two of the guards he had pleasured a small kiss. The knight pretended not to notice, though he tried very hard to tame his boner as he watched.
The knight gave Bartimus accommodation in the squire's quarters and as time went on he trained with them, though was kept out of sight whenever the King came to inspect.
One afternoon, a few months on, Bartimus was at work in the armoury, polishing armour and sharpening swords. He quite enjoyed it though the heat of the afternoon sun was making him hot. His pants felt tight and sweaty so he decided to take them off. Unbeknown to Bartimus one of the King's secret passages ran alongside the armoury room. There was a small opening at floor level so that the armoury could be checked if the kingdom was being invaded.
On this day the King had decided to inspect the secret tunnel and as he came across the armoury he noticed Bartimus sitting they're sharpening a sword, half naked. He looked longingly at the well-toned lion's bottom half. And slowly began thumbling with his crotch. As a hard on plagued his pants he pulled his cock out and began tossing off and rubbing his cock against the cool stone wall as he began imagining himself being alone in the room with the other lion.
'Mmmmmmmmm' he moaned lightly trying not to give away his hiding place.
Bartimus continued sharpening the sword unaware of being watched. As he finished he got up and turned round, showing his bubble butt ass in the King's direction.
The King muffled a moan as he quickened his tossing, amazed at the site of the other lion's ass.
Now taking another sword Bartimus practised his swordplay a little. This made the King really horny as he watched Bartimus' private parts jiggle about freely.
The king licked his lips and played with himself even more, continuing to imagine what it would be like if he was in the room with the other lion. Right now.
It wasn't long before the King felt his climax heighten and as Bartimus sat down to sharpen the sword the King let out a stifled moan and shot his load against the stone wall.
Bartimus heard the moan and looked about wandering where it had come from, but dismissed it immediately and continued to sharpen the sword. The king watched a little while longer then went on his way, wondering where the hunk had come from.
That evening the king asked the tiger knight who had found Bartimus, where he had come from.
The knight, who could not lie to his King, told him about Bartimus and the King agreed the lion could be trained as a knight.
A year goes by and the Kingdom is at war with on e of the neighbouring Kingdoms in the north.
A great battle is taking place on the outskirts of the kingdom.
Bartimus has been trained well as he charges through the battlefield killing the enemy in his path.
He looked over and saw the King on horse back charging through a line of soldiers. Then suddenly one soldier managed to knock the King off his horse. Quickly Bartimus blazed across the battlefield attacking anyone who came across him as he came across the scene of his fallen King.
Luckily the King was only winded, but Bartimus took hold of him and lead him to safety, away from the battle.
'Rest here your majesty' said Bartimus 'at least until you're ready'.
Bartimus began to return to the battle when he felt a hand grip his arm. He looked back at the King who pulled him into an embracing kiss.
The kiss soon became something more and Bartimus began removing his armour and pulled his skirt off.
The King did the same and soon they were down to nothing more than their under skirts.
Both embraced one another again and began French kissing like mad.
With the distant roar of the battle they kissed and moaned and fondled one another.
'Oh your majesty! This is not...mmmmmm...the time...oooooo...or the place!'
Bartimus moaned as he felt the King continue to fondle under his under skirt.
'If this is the end, this is how I want to go out!'
Soon both their cocks became hard and the King began groping Bartimus' butt fondly.
Soon their cock's were pressed against one another and they kissed and froting one another madly.
'Oh fuck! You're so beautiful Bartimus!'
'Not...as beautiful as you are...my King!'
'Oh fuck! Keep frotting me! Frot with your King!'
Both their cocks were dancing and thrusting against one another. Bartimus and the King continued Frenching and butt fondling, moaning their love for one another.
It wasn't long before both began to feel their climax.
'Oh fuck I think I'm gonna...!'
'Me, me too..!' moaned the King.
'HERE IT CUUUUUUMMMMMMMSSSSS AAAAAHHHHHHHH!' shouted Bartimus.
'I'M CUMMMING TTTTTOOOOOOOOOO!' yelled the King.
Bartimus and the King moaned long and lustfully as they shot load after load of cum over each other's bodies, their cock heads covered in cum.
'Damn what a frot!' said Bartimus
'Sure was' said the King
They cleaned each other up and dressed. Then picked up their swords and shields, gave each other a deep kiss, then headed back into the battle.
The battle ragged on for another hour till the enemy had been vanquished. That night there was a great celebration in the great hall as the kingdom celebrated its victory and mourned his dead.
Later that night the knights book Bartimus up to their barracks where he was inaugurated as a knight and found himself in the middle of a fantastic orgy. Later the King arrived and rough fucked Bartimus to the point he was leaning out of a window letting anyone in earshot know he was getting it good.
The next morning the King woke, blurry eyed, the sun streaming in on his face. As his sight became better he looked around and noticed he was lying in the middle of a cluster of naked knights, his hands wrapped around Bartimus. He closed his eyes, snuggled up to the other lion and dozed as the sun warmed his naked body.