eXcessively pleasurable fiction
from the sweet to the forbidden
eXcessica
gay male
anthology
historical
Length: Novella
Heat Level: eXcess 3
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Warnings: This title contains graphic language and m/m sex.
Konan, the Great Barbarian, is legendary throughout the ancient world for his huge size, his strength and his appetites. He is a famed lover of men, taking them wildly and often and in his wild, free, wanderings and adventures he finds many men who have longed to meet him, and know him fully. But there are also men he meets who have whatever magic it is that makes Konan want them dangerously too. And none of them are ever the same again once they have been taken and filled by what the great barbarian has to offer.
EXCERPT:
It was the fourth day of my journey, and I knew that that night we would be at the last stop before my destination. I was daydreaming about the court and about the fine men and women there, and I admit, tugging at my cock idly in accompaniment to my pleasant thoughts. This happy activity was occupying me, when I became aware of a sudden jolt and a stagger among my bearers. I frowned at the intrusion. Then my palanquin stopped moving and I heard raised voices.
I stuck my head out between the silken curtains and looked about. But I immediately pulled my head back inside. What I had seen in that brief glance outside was not good. A great barbarian on horseback had a sword to my chief bearers’ throat. I found my own sword buried among the cushions and grasped it, then pulled the curtains aside.
“What is the meaning of this delay?” I demanded in my most commanding voice.
There was a sudden silence, as everybody looked my way. The barbarian, with his huge rippling muscles glistening in the bright sun, lowered his sword from my bearers’ throat and slid nimbly from his horse. He strode over to me, his muscles playing with the light as they moved beneath his golden skin. My cock lurched at the sight of him and was making a noticeable statement when he stopped in front of me. He looked me over, running his eyes from my head to my crotch, where my interest in him showed clearly in the way my fine silk pantaloons were tenting.
My sword arm seemed frozen by his presence, and I was dismayed at my helpless state. Then I gasped, open mouthed, as he laid a huge hand on my chest and pushed me back into my palanquin, where I fell among the cushions, with him joining me and my sword fell from my hand as I felt the palanquin dropping to the ground under the extra weight.
“I am Konan,” my attacker announced, as he tore my fine silk pantaloons from my lower body. He eyed my hard, throbbing weapon, rubbed his huge thumb over its cap, and pressed it into my already-leaking slit. I groaned and trembled, automatically tilting my hips and spreading my legs wide to show him my asshole.
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