The Temple of the Beast
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Erotica › Slash - Male/Male
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Erotica › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
16,039
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
2
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Temple of the Beast
The young Archaeologist scrambled to his feet, rubbing his sore ass and looked upwards through the hole he’d made falling in. He could hear his partner laughing her ass off from outside the hole. “Oi!” He called up to her. “It’s not bloody funny! Throw down a rope or something!”
The silhouette of his partners head appeared in the light. “I didn’t bring any!” She called down. “I’ll have to go back to the camp and get some! Hold tight, Jason!”
“Hold on a sec!” The archaeologist said, as the woman’s head disappeared. It reappeared in the light a second later. “That’s an hour trip each way! Throw down your torch. I might as well have a look around while I’m down here.”
“Don’t go to far away from the hole! I‘ll be back as soon as I can!” She said as she dropped down her torch. Her head disappeared once more as she made her way back to camp. Jason clicked on the surprisingly powerful torch and examined the floors, walls and ceilings of the room he was in, though corridor would probably be a better word to describe it. There were no distinct markings, images or patterns on any surface to indicate which era the ruins may have been built in. Occasionally, there’d be a small alcove that contained a pot or statue though. Jason was a complete newbie to Archaeology; this was his first real dig, so he couldn’t identify any valuable information from these decorations. No doubt the dig leader would do a much better job of it than he could. Instead, Jason took off the floppy cloth hat that all the archaeologists had to wear for no apparent reason, wiped his brow and ran his fingers through his long, tangled brown hair, then replaced his hat and pressed on down the corridor, leaving a marker with each corner he turned.
After roughly 20 minutes of corridors, Jason hit an empty room which led no where asides from the way he’d come from, causing him to turn around and head back the way he came. Upon hitting the last junction he’d turned on, Jason made a horrible discovery. His markers had disappeared. Jason panicked slightly. Although he remembered which direction he’d come from at this junction, the further back he went, the less sure he was about which direction to go in. No turning he found had any form of the markers he’d been leaving, and there was no other way to tell which direction he’d come from. Before long, Jason was running madly through the corridors, desperately searching for the spot of sunlight that he‘d fallen from.
He had no such luck in finding it, however, he did find a large, closed door of stone. Although he knew he hadn’t gone through any stone doors since falling into the underground maze-like structure, but his curiosity got the better of him. He slowly pushed one of the heavy doors open just enough for him to slip through. At first, he couldn’t see anything outside of his torch light, but suddenly, the room filled with light as torches of the more traditional, fiery kind lit up throughout the room. Horrified and mesmerized at the same time, Jason stared at all the features of the room. Unlike every other room that Jason had looked in, all of which were empty and bare, this room was lavishly decorated. Red cloth banners descended from the ceiling, and there was a dinner table in the centre of the room, with a red table cloth and golden plates, goblets and cutlery around it. Six stone pillars came from the floor and extended right up to the ceiling. There were piles of golden artefacts and jewels at the bottom of these pillars, as well as along the floor by the walls.
There were two different types of statues in the room. The first was a group of 17 naked men. These statues were perfectly detailed. Muscle tone, hair detail, everything. Their craftsmanship was beyond anything Jason had ever seen. They were positioned randomly throughout the room, some by themselves and others in groups; either standing or laying on a bed. They all had erections, some were shown as playing with themselves or with each other, while others were merely posed in a sexual fashion. Their erections were huge, some of them bigger than Jason’s own cock. Jason had never considered himself to be gay, but he found these statues to have an odd hold over him. He walked up to one that leaned against a pillar and actually took hold of the stone cock, rubbing his hand up and down it a few times.
All 17 statues looked towards the same thing. The second type of statue in the room, which was located in a giant alcove in the wall opposite the door. It was some description of demonic beast; like a lizard or a dragon. It had a long, thick tail, four arms with claw like hands and two legs. Huge, red jewels for eyes, and quite surprisingly, had a cock producing out from it as well. Jason walked away from the statue of the man, around the large dinner table and towards the beast statue. He stared at it for a long while, before he was jogged back to his senses by a sound. A clank of metal like a bowl hitting the floor. He looked in the direction of the sound, but couldn’t see it source. Scared, he looked back up to the beast statue to discover another horrifying element to this dungeon he’d fallen into. The statue had disappeared. Jason didn’t even need to turn around to know that the creature had suddenly found its way behind him. He felt hot breath on his neck for a moment, before the creature took hold of his shoulders.
Jason struggled against it, losing his hat as he did, but the creature effortlessly pulled him up into the air. The creature was at least nine foot tall while standing up, though was probably closer to 12 foot if measured from head to tail. It was still made of stone, but seemed to move as if it were an organic beast. Jason continued to struggle against the beast, and it moved so that it was ‘sitting down’, apparently able to support itself with just its back and tail. Even sitting down, the creature was big enough for Jason to remain in a standing position. It’s legs came up and its feet worked just like its claws, grabbing Jason’s legs to reduce his ability to struggle.
Once Jason had accepted that he couldn’t break free from the stone beast, he stopped struggling and rested against the beasts body, tired and out of breath. He heard footsteps, and suddenly, the 17 naked statues came into view. But they were no longer statues, they had become real humans made of flesh. They all smiled at Jason as he gawked at them. Clearly, none of them had any intentions on helping him, and none of them said a word. Some began to wank themselves or each other off while others just watched Jason and the beast.
The beasts second pair of arms gripped Jason’s shirt and jeans, ripping them off along with his underwear, leaving him completely naked. Jason felt strangely aroused for a moment, till he felt something move near his ass, and he remembered that this beast had been carved (assuming it had been carved) with a cock. He struggled a bit more, but it was useless. The beasts massive cock slowly forced its way into his asshole. At first, it hurt like hell, like he was being split in half. He couldn’t tell how big the beasts cock was, but it was huge and it all went inside him. The beast began to thrust in and out, clearly with no regard to how much it was hurting Jason.
Jason cried out in pain, and felt tears running down his eyes. The beast fucked him for ages, and at first it felt like he was never going to stop. However, after a while, the pain seemed to subside, and slowly get replaced by pleasure. There must have been something supernatural at work inside him, as no one could find this pleasurable naturally, even if they were there willingly. Nonetheless, Jason found himself in massive amounts of pleasure. His own cock got hard, and he moaned as the beast thrusted in and out with a hypnotic rhythm.
One of the men watching the scene walked forwards towards them. Jason recognised him as the statue who’s dick he ‘wanked’ when he’d first entered. The man took hold of Jason’s dick and wanked him off while the Beast fucked him. Jason was cumming within minutes, and while the beast continued his work, the man held up his now cum covered hand to Jason’s mouth. Jason opened his mouth and sucked a digit clean of cum, then another. He licked his cum out of the mans palm and from between his fingers. Once he’d finished, he felt something wonderful happen. A surge of power shot through him; clearly the beasts form of cumming, as the beast stopped thrusting. Jason felt something within him changing due to the beasts cum. The beast held his dick inside Jason for a few more minutes, before loosening its grip on his arms and legs.
Jason fell into the arms of the man before him, as his own limbs had failed him, tired from the experience. The man helped Jason toward the bed that was tucked away in the corner of the room. The man laid down on it, and held Jason in his arms. Two more of the statue men joined them on the bed. They rubbed their hands over his body and kissed his skin while the first man held Jason in a deep, passionate kiss. The hands explored every inch of Jason’s body, playing with his cock, ass and nipples. They didn’t take it any further than that though.
Jason heard someone call out his name. “Jason? Jason? Are you down here?” It was the dig leader, and he was just outside the door, about to make his way in. The torches in the room all extinguished, one by one, and Jason felt his body begin to stiffen, and the man who held him pulled him in for one last deep kiss as their bodies turned to stone. In a while, he’d become human again, to watch the Dig Leader fall under the same spell as he had. Once two more male members of the dig had been snagged by the beasts trap - Jason never thought or cared to ask about what happened to the female members such as his partner - no one disturbed the statues for a long time, allowing them to live and love in peace in the temple of the beast.
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The silhouette of his partners head appeared in the light. “I didn’t bring any!” She called down. “I’ll have to go back to the camp and get some! Hold tight, Jason!”
“Hold on a sec!” The archaeologist said, as the woman’s head disappeared. It reappeared in the light a second later. “That’s an hour trip each way! Throw down your torch. I might as well have a look around while I’m down here.”
“Don’t go to far away from the hole! I‘ll be back as soon as I can!” She said as she dropped down her torch. Her head disappeared once more as she made her way back to camp. Jason clicked on the surprisingly powerful torch and examined the floors, walls and ceilings of the room he was in, though corridor would probably be a better word to describe it. There were no distinct markings, images or patterns on any surface to indicate which era the ruins may have been built in. Occasionally, there’d be a small alcove that contained a pot or statue though. Jason was a complete newbie to Archaeology; this was his first real dig, so he couldn’t identify any valuable information from these decorations. No doubt the dig leader would do a much better job of it than he could. Instead, Jason took off the floppy cloth hat that all the archaeologists had to wear for no apparent reason, wiped his brow and ran his fingers through his long, tangled brown hair, then replaced his hat and pressed on down the corridor, leaving a marker with each corner he turned.
After roughly 20 minutes of corridors, Jason hit an empty room which led no where asides from the way he’d come from, causing him to turn around and head back the way he came. Upon hitting the last junction he’d turned on, Jason made a horrible discovery. His markers had disappeared. Jason panicked slightly. Although he remembered which direction he’d come from at this junction, the further back he went, the less sure he was about which direction to go in. No turning he found had any form of the markers he’d been leaving, and there was no other way to tell which direction he’d come from. Before long, Jason was running madly through the corridors, desperately searching for the spot of sunlight that he‘d fallen from.
He had no such luck in finding it, however, he did find a large, closed door of stone. Although he knew he hadn’t gone through any stone doors since falling into the underground maze-like structure, but his curiosity got the better of him. He slowly pushed one of the heavy doors open just enough for him to slip through. At first, he couldn’t see anything outside of his torch light, but suddenly, the room filled with light as torches of the more traditional, fiery kind lit up throughout the room. Horrified and mesmerized at the same time, Jason stared at all the features of the room. Unlike every other room that Jason had looked in, all of which were empty and bare, this room was lavishly decorated. Red cloth banners descended from the ceiling, and there was a dinner table in the centre of the room, with a red table cloth and golden plates, goblets and cutlery around it. Six stone pillars came from the floor and extended right up to the ceiling. There were piles of golden artefacts and jewels at the bottom of these pillars, as well as along the floor by the walls.
There were two different types of statues in the room. The first was a group of 17 naked men. These statues were perfectly detailed. Muscle tone, hair detail, everything. Their craftsmanship was beyond anything Jason had ever seen. They were positioned randomly throughout the room, some by themselves and others in groups; either standing or laying on a bed. They all had erections, some were shown as playing with themselves or with each other, while others were merely posed in a sexual fashion. Their erections were huge, some of them bigger than Jason’s own cock. Jason had never considered himself to be gay, but he found these statues to have an odd hold over him. He walked up to one that leaned against a pillar and actually took hold of the stone cock, rubbing his hand up and down it a few times.
All 17 statues looked towards the same thing. The second type of statue in the room, which was located in a giant alcove in the wall opposite the door. It was some description of demonic beast; like a lizard or a dragon. It had a long, thick tail, four arms with claw like hands and two legs. Huge, red jewels for eyes, and quite surprisingly, had a cock producing out from it as well. Jason walked away from the statue of the man, around the large dinner table and towards the beast statue. He stared at it for a long while, before he was jogged back to his senses by a sound. A clank of metal like a bowl hitting the floor. He looked in the direction of the sound, but couldn’t see it source. Scared, he looked back up to the beast statue to discover another horrifying element to this dungeon he’d fallen into. The statue had disappeared. Jason didn’t even need to turn around to know that the creature had suddenly found its way behind him. He felt hot breath on his neck for a moment, before the creature took hold of his shoulders.
Jason struggled against it, losing his hat as he did, but the creature effortlessly pulled him up into the air. The creature was at least nine foot tall while standing up, though was probably closer to 12 foot if measured from head to tail. It was still made of stone, but seemed to move as if it were an organic beast. Jason continued to struggle against the beast, and it moved so that it was ‘sitting down’, apparently able to support itself with just its back and tail. Even sitting down, the creature was big enough for Jason to remain in a standing position. It’s legs came up and its feet worked just like its claws, grabbing Jason’s legs to reduce his ability to struggle.
Once Jason had accepted that he couldn’t break free from the stone beast, he stopped struggling and rested against the beasts body, tired and out of breath. He heard footsteps, and suddenly, the 17 naked statues came into view. But they were no longer statues, they had become real humans made of flesh. They all smiled at Jason as he gawked at them. Clearly, none of them had any intentions on helping him, and none of them said a word. Some began to wank themselves or each other off while others just watched Jason and the beast.
The beasts second pair of arms gripped Jason’s shirt and jeans, ripping them off along with his underwear, leaving him completely naked. Jason felt strangely aroused for a moment, till he felt something move near his ass, and he remembered that this beast had been carved (assuming it had been carved) with a cock. He struggled a bit more, but it was useless. The beasts massive cock slowly forced its way into his asshole. At first, it hurt like hell, like he was being split in half. He couldn’t tell how big the beasts cock was, but it was huge and it all went inside him. The beast began to thrust in and out, clearly with no regard to how much it was hurting Jason.
Jason cried out in pain, and felt tears running down his eyes. The beast fucked him for ages, and at first it felt like he was never going to stop. However, after a while, the pain seemed to subside, and slowly get replaced by pleasure. There must have been something supernatural at work inside him, as no one could find this pleasurable naturally, even if they were there willingly. Nonetheless, Jason found himself in massive amounts of pleasure. His own cock got hard, and he moaned as the beast thrusted in and out with a hypnotic rhythm.
One of the men watching the scene walked forwards towards them. Jason recognised him as the statue who’s dick he ‘wanked’ when he’d first entered. The man took hold of Jason’s dick and wanked him off while the Beast fucked him. Jason was cumming within minutes, and while the beast continued his work, the man held up his now cum covered hand to Jason’s mouth. Jason opened his mouth and sucked a digit clean of cum, then another. He licked his cum out of the mans palm and from between his fingers. Once he’d finished, he felt something wonderful happen. A surge of power shot through him; clearly the beasts form of cumming, as the beast stopped thrusting. Jason felt something within him changing due to the beasts cum. The beast held his dick inside Jason for a few more minutes, before loosening its grip on his arms and legs.
Jason fell into the arms of the man before him, as his own limbs had failed him, tired from the experience. The man helped Jason toward the bed that was tucked away in the corner of the room. The man laid down on it, and held Jason in his arms. Two more of the statue men joined them on the bed. They rubbed their hands over his body and kissed his skin while the first man held Jason in a deep, passionate kiss. The hands explored every inch of Jason’s body, playing with his cock, ass and nipples. They didn’t take it any further than that though.
Jason heard someone call out his name. “Jason? Jason? Are you down here?” It was the dig leader, and he was just outside the door, about to make his way in. The torches in the room all extinguished, one by one, and Jason felt his body begin to stiffen, and the man who held him pulled him in for one last deep kiss as their bodies turned to stone. In a while, he’d become human again, to watch the Dig Leader fall under the same spell as he had. Once two more male members of the dig had been snagged by the beasts trap - Jason never thought or cared to ask about what happened to the female members such as his partner - no one disturbed the statues for a long time, allowing them to live and love in peace in the temple of the beast.
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