Date: Sun, 25 Oct 2009 00:36:24 -0700 From: seventhdroplet@mail2hercules.com Subject: Ax Battler's Destiny Ax Battler's Destiny by Seventh Droplet -- seventhdroplet@mail2hercules.com Ax Battler, Death Adder, and some of the other names and locations mentioned are copyrights (C) of SEGA. This story is a work of fanfiction and is only meant as such. Themes: M/M, M/B, mild M/b, fantasy, furry (minotaur), incest, mild violence, mild ws, wrestling Description: This is my fantasy of Golden Axe, a game from my childhood. Ax Battler is an incredibly hot stud to me and I always loved watching him be beaten around by the muscle men in that game. This story involves Ax Battler who goes to Death Adder's castle to rescue someone dear to him. On the way he gets his fill of fights, sex, and domination. In my story, however, evil triumphs over good. --------------------------------- Stage I - The Discovery --------------------------------- My name is Ax Battler. I am the son of Blade Battler. When I was a young boy, my mother was killed by Death Adder during his raid of our village. My father valiantly fought Death Adder's men, but was overwhelmed and stripped nude in the field of battle. Such was a sign of ultimate defeat. When Death Adder saw who I was, he spared my father. I remember his strong hand on my cheek as my eyes were glued to his fierce gaze. "We shall meet again, boy..." he told me and with a wave of his cape left our village, his men marching out victorious. My father took me in his arms and we fled our burning home to the seclusion of the forest. Twenty long years have passed and my father has taught me everything he knows of the art of sword fighting and barbarism. My body is toned, my muscles huge, and thanks to my father's genes, my cock is a solid eight inches of erect meat. My father has also taught me everything he knows of sex. Over these years, my father and I have grown close and in love with one another. His loss of my mother put a devastating stop to his healthy fuck routine. My father would plow her five times a day at minimum. It was only when I got the courage to admit to my father that I was gay that he immediately stripped me nude and we made love. My father's firm pectorals and abdominal muscles slid across my young body as we mated. "Feel the cock that made you, baby," he would coo into my ear as he fucked. His thick nine inch cock thrust through my insignificant defenses, and he bred me with vigor unmatched. Our lips met in a fiery lock of lust, love, desire, and devotion. Our tongues wrestled and, of course, he emerged the dominator. "Ungh... Take my seed, boy. Take it!" Blasting his hot cum deep inside my young ass generated a source of comfort for both of us. My young teen cock throbbed and spurt its low load of cream between our stomachs. I owe everything to my father... I would die for him, as I know he would for me. Now as I have grown into a proud muscular man, my father and I live far from civilization in the safety of the dense woods. "Father! I have the firewood chopped!" I said as I heaved five split logs into our cabin in the forest. "Father?" I called out as I heard no reply the first time. I noticed a note on the kitchen table and read it aloud. `DEATH ADDER REIGNS SUPREME' was written in penmanship unknown to me. I dropped the wood to the floor and picked up the note to examine it carefully. I roared in anger. "Father... What have they done to you?!" No sign of struggle in our home. "Threats against my safety? Sleeping potion?" I thought as to why things were so ordinary. I slipped on the skin-tight deep blue thong my father presented me for my 25th birthday; my cock lewdly protruded against the fabric. I laced up my boots, and grabbed my sword. "Death Adder... You will pay if you've hurt my father..." I swore under my breath and ran out the front door in a mad dash through the forest, my jet black hair flying behind me. The adventure that would forever change myself -- and the world -- had begun. --------------------------------- Stage II - The Mountainous Ranges --------------------------------- Death Adder has gained incredible power over these past twenty years. I realized the immense danger I was putting myself in, but I didn't care. My father's incredible lineage of fighting surged through my veins. I stood as good a shot as any of our planet's best warriors. I traveled over the plains and past jagged cliffs. Occasionally a challenger to my might would threaten me on the trail. Some got their shots in and one of the fiends even had the temerity to squeeze my mammoth balls as I lay at his cohort's feet. My sword and swift kicks won out and I was well on my way to Turtle Village. I approached the settlement as the sun set. A harsh orange light cast over the land and bathed my rippling sweaty muscles in a godly glow. Two of Death Adder's minions attacked me as I entered the village. I dealt with them handily and flexed victoriously over their pathetic failures. The minions ran for their safety into the brush and far from sight. "You Ax Battler?" a masculine voice called out from behind. As I turned I saw two hulking, totally bald men approach me. I must admit, at first sight they did intimidate me; but I did not let it show. "Yes, I am Ax Battler! Are you servants of Death Adder?!" I asked angrily. The giant men were dressed in skintight green thongs. Body armor adorned their shoulders and across their hips. The men's muscles were developed, yet they had grown heavy and their abdominals were covered by large, tight bellies. They each wielded a mighty hammer. "We are the Bad Brothers! We live to serve Death Adder, and now we will defeat you!" My anger got the better of me and I ran to tackle one of the brutes. I successfully knocked the gloating hulk onto his ass and began to hit him with the butt of my sword. I was caught off guard by his brother; the giant swung his hammer and struck me in the back. I grunted and fell atop the downed giant. The brother I lay on grabbed me in his strong arms and turned me around. He managed to subdue me as I thrashed and he locked his arms around mine. My incredible body was on display and completely helpless to escape! The standing hulk drove his elbow into my abdominals. The attack forced the air out of my gut. "Uwaagh!" I grunted. The brothers laughed at my plight. My attacker stood and assumed the stance to repeat his elbow drop. I was smart this time and drove my feet, with all my might, into his rotund stomach as he descended. The giant groaned and fell backward. "Unhand me, servant of evil!" I spat to the giant under me. I noticed my sword laid a mere step away from our sweating, struggling bodies. I reached with all my might to grab its handle... Damn! I was unsuccessful. The giant I had kicked stood again and motioned to his brother. I was thrown with full force into the arms of the standing brute. I struggled to get out of the grasp, but the hulking man stuffed my face into his engorged belly. I shook my head to protest, gasping for air! "Let's finish this, brother," the downed giant guffawed as he stood. He stepped closer to me and placed his hands on my hips. "What a fine specimen of a human..." he said as he admired my body. "He will do nicely..." I took what little gulps of air I could as I struggled to escape the grasp of his almost-identical brother. "You know the law of the land, human. The one who disrobes you is the victor." I struggled with every ounce of power I had left. The Bad Brother just held me that much tighter as his cohort caressed my body with his large, strong hands. I could not suffer the same humiliation my father had all those years ago! My struggles began to cease, however, as I grew tired and aroused by the unyielding ministrations. My will grew weak and I fantasized about giving in. I began to raise my ass in the air for the giant to molest. "What is happening to me?" I asked myself. I heard two hooks of metal unsnap, the cool rush of air kissed my backside, and my heavy cock was freed from its cloth confines. They had done it... The Bad Brothers, servants of Death Adder, emerged victorious over me. The one holding me let go and I fell to a heap at their feet. I looked up and saw their smirks of conquest. "Yes!" they cheered at my defeat. Both brothers locked lips with one another and relished in the victory. I was a lawful man and knew I had to submit to their undisputed triumph. I quickly got on my hands and knees and presented my new masters with their prize: my smooth pink asshole. My cock, hard and dripping with pre, dangled under my torso. One of the bad brothers licked his lips and spread my cheeks apart. "Yes, my brother, this victory fuck will be our best yet." "Since you stripped him, please, take him first," the other offered. "Much obliged, brother. His mouth looks hungry, what say you fill it full of your man meat?" I was presented with a hulking slab of giant cock. I opened my mouth and willingly accepted his present to me. I still don't understand how I managed to get all of that manhood between my lips, but I did and I sucked and serviced him like the champion he was. While I sucked the cock ahead of me, the one behind me was ready to enter my tight ass. The other brother mounted me and quickly filled me with his manliness. I moaned and hummed loudly on the cock bouncing on my tongue. He fucked me with power I had not felt in days. This giant may even be a better breeder than my own father! I tried to push such thoughts aside and focused on giving the victors the fuck they earned. The brother thrusting away at my backside squeezed my hips and stroked my powerful body. He seemed to love feeling me up and pinching my mountainous nipples. I groaned and came all over the ground beneath us. Both giants howled in pleasure and filled both of my entrances with their hot man milk. Their balls spasmed as they pumped wave after wave of domination into me. Hours passed and I orgasmed countless times as the nearly identical men put me through positions I had never dreamed of. I finally fell asleep in their arms after both giants coated my muscular chest and face with copious amounts of cum. I awoke the next day to a warm sensation on my face. As my eyes opened and focused, I could see a strange little man dressed in a blue coat and hat. He was pissing on my naked body! I growled and tried to stand, but found my legs wobbly and my ass very sore. He continued to empty his bladder on me and try as I might I was unable to gain a sure footing. The little man laughed and fled, carrying what little money I had on me. The thief! "Ngh! I'll get you for this..." I said, but knew it was an empty threat. I was at the entrance of Turtle Village. I held my head as I recalled the previous night. "Those... Bad Brothers..." I mumbled. Their dried cum remained on my face and body, though it was washed slightly away by the thief's pee. Luckily, the thief had not stolen my sword. I noticed my thong was gone, but I was not surprised; trophies of underwear are usually taken after a battle. I grabbed my sword and dusted myself off before continuing my journey, naked from the legs up. --------------------------------- Stage III -- The Golden Axe --------------------------------- I found a river nearby and washed myself off. The cool waters were rapid and easily cleared away the dried cum and sweat from my perfect body. I ran my hands through my shoulder-length black hair, across my shoulders and pits, and down to my toned butt. The last of the giants cum dripped out of my puckering hole and washed far away. I reequipped my boots and grabbed my sword before continuing my adventure. I ran through the valleys and fields of the neighboring region, receiving wolf whistles from men who passed me by. One in particular decided to try and have his way with me. "I am Kiel, a god of sex and battle! Surrender to me, naked barbarian, and I will spare your life!" he said with a voice full of arrogance. "Ax Battler will not surrender to one as pathetic as you!" I retorted and raised my sword. The slim, yet muscular, man engaged me and we battled. I slashed and butted Kiel with my sword, but his kicks knocked my weapon aside. He punched me in the gut and winded me momentarily. My body lay sprawled out on the grassy field and I caught my breath. Kiel took advantage of my weakened state and roundly molested me. The thug stroked my cock to full erection as he licked his lips. "It will be a pleasure to fuck one so fine as you," he gloated as he maintained the upper hand. I moaned out loud and felt my strength wavering. "N... no!" I growled and threw him aside. I successfully ended the fight by stripping him of his loincloth. "I have won!" "Never!" he argued and tackled me. We rolled around in the grass until I finally managed to wrap my muscular arm around his neck, my bicep pressing firmly to his throat. "Gackk!" he grunted out as the breath was pressed from him. "I surrender!" he admitted and I let go. With the pride of a warrior and the urgency of lust only a man can have, I mounted my conquest and drove my thick eight inches inside his hole. He yelled in shock as I bred him, but his wails only served to fuel the power of my fucking. My hips pounded at his ass as my cock easily defeated his inner defenses and caused him to moan in submission. I flexed in a most-muscular pose while I fucked Kiel. Several traveling men stopped and watched the ritual of strong fucking weak; a few of them jerked off right then and there. I came inside Kiel and slapped his ass as a reminder to never challenge me again. Kiel grunted and collapsed onto the ground, writhing as he came onto the soft earth. I withdrew from his spasming hole and wiped the remainder of my manly fluids on his thigh. "Here, I'm not one for trophies," I proclaimed, throwing Kiel's loincloth to one of the masturbating spectators. I journey forth toward the great jungle. Miles of trees, thick shrubs, vines, and wild beasts dominated this land. "The Golden Axe!" I remembered as I slashed through thick vines blocking my path. "With it I can easily defeat Death Adder!" The sacred cave of the axe was not far from my current location. I sprinted to it with marathon speed; my cock bounced and slapped my thighs as I ran over the long grasses. I finally located the mighty cliffs and ran around its edges. "The cave!" I said as I caught my breath. I ventured forth inside its dark and cold walls. The rocks inside were semi-mirrored and thankfully reflected the light outside to illuminate the interior. Taking the only path forward, I eventually found a hole in the ground that appeared to be a round subfloor with intricate decorations. "That must be the Golden Axe's resting place," I assumed through a mutter and jumped down. To my utter dismay, however, all I could find was a giant stone slab in the back of the room with an indentation of where the axe used to be. "Welcome to my home, trespasser," a very deep voice greeted me from behind. I turned around, sword at the ready, and faced the stranger. I gasped at the sight. A minotaur! Half-man, half-bull, and taller than I. He was not in a battle stance and did not show signs of malice, so I reluctantly lowered my guard. "Where is the sacred Golden Axe?" I demanded of him. The creature chuckled and shook his head. "It does not rest here, anymore, barbarian." The minotaur licked his lips as he looked me over. "I could, however, tell you where it is currently... If you agree to be my slave for the night." The bull man flexed a bicep, bounced his pecs, and displayed his incredible physique while I thought it over. I grunted and knew that I needed to know where the axe was to save my father. "Alright... I shall be your slave this night... Master." "Excellent, slave," he replied with a satisfied smirk. His cock grew to near horse size! "You are to carry these boulders over there," he pointed as he spoke, "and proceed to chip them into slabs." I lay my sword on the ground and proceeded to carry out my master's wishes. The minotaur crossed his arms and watched me intently. Hours passed and I was sweating harder than I ever had in my life. My body glistened with sweat and shined from the flickering fire in this grotto. "Good, barbarian, good," he praised me. I grunted out and collapsed into his arms. He lifted my tired body and carried me to one of the slabs I chiseled, laying me on its smooth surface. His strong hands began to massage my back and shoulders. I moaned in pure bliss. The hard work had strained my body and this beast man's expert touch felt like heaven. Nothing as common as a massage could feel this good, I thought silently. "You are an impressive specimen, barbarian," he remarked as his hands rubbed down to my ass. He spread my cheeks far apart and whispered into my ear, "I would be honored if you would stay here with me... forever as my slave." His fingers stroked my puckering hole as his other hand massaged my heavy balls. I moaned out loudly. He was making me feel so good and loved... I actually considered surrendering to the bliss and agreeing... "I... You are an amazing creature, minotaur. So muscular and refined. Exotic and sexy," I finally said. "It pains me to say no, but my heart belongs to my father. I must rescue him..." The bull man snorted and laid himself on my back. "He is the luckiest man live, barbarian." The minotaur's cock rested between my cheeks and I found myself becoming completely erect. I began to wonder if my submitting to this creature had to do with information of the Golden Axe or just to be with him. "To sire and mate the most beautiful human male in our world. I will take great pleasure in fucking you tonight, slave. Know this fact as our bodies bond. Know that you will crave more of me in the years to come." The minotaur sat up and grabbed my hips. He pulled me onto my hands and knees as he shoved his massive bull meat into my exposed ass. I cried out at the intrusion to my backside. The minotaur was unbelievably hung! I have seen stallions that could be his brother! Gritting my teeth and bearing the pain like a true warrior, I held on and was at last rewarded with pure pleasure. The bull man's huge knob assaulted my prostate again and again and again as he thoroughly fucked me. Our ritual was as old as time itself: master on top, slave underneath. His cock thrust deeply and his heavy balls slapped mine in rapid succession. I felt no shame as he bred me; no, I felt pride in my decision to become his in order to help my father. "First of many! Take my seed, barbarian slave!" The half-bull groaned in bliss as he unleashed his orgasm. His balls churned and his cock ejected gallons of minotaur semen deep into my quivering tunnels. I shuddered and came with my master, my cock blasting thick white cream onto the slab below. "M... master!" I said through the earth-shattering orgasm. He held my hips dominantly while his cock continued to fill me with his essence. I leaned forward and rested my head while my master's needs were being taken care of. His urges finally sated, he lifted me to his chest, cock still buried deep within me. "Yours was the finest ass I've had the pleasure of taking," he grunted in my ear. "Rest now, barbarian." I slept in the warm, soft arms of the furry bull man. In the morning we awoke and he relayed the information he had promised to divulge had I performed my role as slave. "You acted admirably, barbarian," he complimented me. "I must tell you, however, that the Golden Axe is in the possession of one of Death Adder's minions. It is on its way to him now. If you hurry, you may yet be able to reclaim it before it falls in his powerful hands." I kissed the minotaur strongly as he wrapped his muscular arms around my torso. Our tongues danced and wrestled; again I felt, for a moment, that I should stay with this creature forever. He, however, broke the kiss and let me go. "It's time you fulfilled your destiny. Go to him." --------------------------------- Stage IV -- Ax Battler's Destiny --------------------------------- I stormed across the lands at breakneck speed as I ran, sword-in-hand, to the dark towers of Death Adder. Hours passed and I reached the front entrance. The mighty drawbridge that led to the castle was up, blocking my way through. "Ax Battler!" a minion of Death Adder said as he approached me. The man was much shorter than I, yet his body was rippled with muscle. He wore a studded leather belt and a brown thong over his considerable bulge. We engaged in battle and his attacks to my exposed manhood managed to bring me to my knees. "Unh! Unh!" I grunted as he knocked me in the head with the butt of his club. A swift kick sent me flying back. I grunted loudly as I landed on the dusty earth with a thud. The man jumped me and began to pummel my perfect pecs with his fists. After several slugs to the chest, I regained some strength and threw him off me. I stood and caught him as he ran to tackle me. Holding the struggling man high over my head, I threw him into the pit that separated this land from Death Adder's castle. He landed with a loud thump. I looked over the ledge and panted. "I must hurry..." Racing to the side of the castle, I noticed a large chain that led to a high ledge and row of windows. "No choice..." I thought as I stood on the thick links and began to carefully climb the heights. I looked down in fear at the deep pit below. The body of my attacker was still there. Carefully... slowly... I made my way up the chain and finally reached the ledge. I sat for a time to recover my stamina before the final battle. I peered inside the window and gasped at the sight. Well over a hundred men packed inside a grand hall! They stood in perfectly-formed rows and each wore ceremonial black loincloths. "Hail Death Adder," the scantily-clad men chanted. "Hail Death Adder..." Ax gazed further north and saw him. The man who threatened to dominate all. Death Adder himself. The muscle lord stood very tall. His body was compounded with thick, perfectly-formed muscle; his pectorals and abdominals were carved sculptures of perfection. His nipples were huge, jutted lewdly, and were as hard as stone. "Death Adder..." I whispered in anger. Feeling my strength return to me, I gripped my sword and knew this was it. The final battle... I grabbed a chain on the ceiling and quietly crept inside the enormous hall. My plan was to slowly and carefully sneak past the men, high above them all, and drop my sword into Death Adder's twisted heart. I did not care if I would be brutally killed afterward, I just wanted him dead. "Hail Death Adder... Hail Death Adder..." the men chanted, giving me slight pause. "No, I must press on," I thought. "Where is my father?" I wondered as I looked around to all the men under me. Had they killed him? I stopped cold... No... It cannot be! Death Adder was suddenly staring at me! Before I could panic, he raised two hands and shot beams of red light, cutting the chain ahead of me and beyond me. I screamed as I fell! A large minion caught me before I hit the stone floor. "Unhand me, fiend!" I yelled and scrambled out of his arms. I ran, screaming with bloodlust, to Death Adder. The final moment! My sword rose to strike the heart of the muscle tyrant! With a simple gesture, he magically knocked me back onto my ass. The awesome crowd of his worshippers laughed at my plight. Death Adder smirked at me and stepped forward. He wore a leather thong that hung close to his body. "I knew we would meet again, boy," he mockingly recalled. "Where is the Golden Axe?!" I demanded, my teeth gritted and an angry expression dominating my face. "Foolish boy. I have had the axe for over a year now. Did you have fun with my pet minotaur?" he said with a hearty laugh. I felt betrayed... The minotaur lied and used me; yet, I did enjoy his company... "Shall we kill him for you, master?" a muscular minion wielding a spiked morning star asked Death Adder. "No, Heninger. I will deal with him myself." "Where is my father, you murderer?!" I yelled at Death Adder. His cold eyes bore into mine. He turned his head to the left and my gaze quickly followed. "Hello, my son," Blaze Battler, my father, said as he walked into sight. I scrambled to my feet and ran to hug him. "Father! I've been so worried!" A few of the minions snickered, but I didn't care. My father embraced me close. His familiar warmth surged through me and my exposed cock began to rise. More minions burst into laughter. "The boy loves his daddy -- a lot!" one jeered. "What happened?" I asked for explanation. "Death Adder's men came for me. And I went with them peacefully." "Did they threaten you or anything?" I asked, unclear why my father would go without a struggle. "No, my son... It's time we faced the inevitable. Death Adder has the Golden Axe. He will soon become the sole ruler of our world. Let us surrender and worship him, Ax... You and I can be together forever." I couldn't believe what my father was saying... "You just... gave up?" I asked quietly. I backed away from him and held my head. A hundred thoughts fought one another for my attention. "No!" I finally yelled. "I refuse to accept this!" I turned to Death Adder. "I will fight you, fiend, and win!" Death Adder crossed his arms and smirked. "Very well, foolish child. The only thing you understand is force, and force I shall give you!" His men, including my own father, raised their arms and uttered a manly roar. The Golden Axe appeared out of nowhere and Death Adder gripped it. He yelled a string of words in a language I could not understand. The room magically changed into a huge wrestling arena. Death Adder and I stood in the center of the ring. The axe vanished and a bell rang for the fight to begin! "Give up, Ax!" my father begged me from the corner of the ring. "Please, master, show him mercy!" "No mercy until he finally understands!" Death Adder barked at my father. I growled and tackled Death Adder into the corner of the ring. I unleashed a flurry of punches to his globule pectorals. The crowd of minions booed at my strong opening attack. Death Adder merely glared at me while I punched. He didn't seem to be affected! Death Adder suddenly gripped my throat! "Ack!" I grunted out and gasped for breath. He lifted me high off the canvas and threw me into the air. As I descended, his fist awaited and he slammed it into my gut! A squeak of unbelievable pain escaped my lips and I fell off of his clenched fist and to the floor. His men exploded in cheers. Death Adder waited for me to regain my breath and stand before he gripped my jet black hair and forced my head into his raised knee. "Ungh!" I cried out as my face met his incredibly muscular leg. I wobbled and fell backward into my corner of the ring. My father stood outside of the corner and wrapped his arms around my chest. His fingers began to work my nipples. I moaned softly as my father's familiar touch brought me to another erection. "Oh, Daddy..." I whispered. "Why is this happening? Evil can't triumph over good, can it?" My father merely kissed my ear and whispered into it, "I promise it won't be bad, son... Death Adder is a just master. His victory over this world has already been prophesized." Determined to change the outcome my father had succumbed to, I stood and stepped up to my foe; my cock hard and nipples erect. "You will make a fine warrior slave," Death Adder said as he stared my body over. "No... Never!" I retorted and charged him. He was ready this time, however, and he grabbed me into a bearhug. He squeezed his arms around my midsection and I screamed! I screamed in agony as the dark muscle lord locked me in his tanned muscular arms. My jaw felt like it would burst from my wails of tortured pain. The men in the arena cheered at my plight. Our chests and nipples rubbed together and my cock actually leaked pre onto his abs! Our eyes never left one another's as he crushed the life from my body. "Give up or die, boy. I WILL rule this world. Whether or not you wish to see it is up to you... GIVE UP!" One more squeeze and I groaned and fell limp in his arms. My breath had slowed considerably, but I was still alive. He dropped me to the middle of the ring and I fell with a thud at his feet. The minions watching were silent and my father gave a look of concern at my condition. Death Adder knelt beside me and placed his index finger to my throat. "Say it," he commanded. I knew it was all over... I was finally ready to succumb to my fate. As I spoke, my voice was amplified fifty times to reach the back of the arena. "I surrender, Death Adder..." The thunderous masculine roar that echoed throughout the arena was the most excited Death Adder's minions had ever been. I, the mighty warrior Ax Battler, was now forever the servant of Death Adder. He raised his powerful arms high and uttered a mighty roar of victory. Back in the great hall where this all began, my father handed me my sword and I crawled on hands and knees to my new master. I presented Death Adder my sword, the only thing to distinguish me as a free warrior, as a sign of my surrender. He grasped its handle and held the blade up for his men to witness. His hand flashed red before the sword, blade and all, exploded into fine dust that blew away from his presence. "It is customary, my new bitch, for my men to show their undying devotion to me by licking my balls. And you too shall partake of this ritual." Death Adder removed his leather thong and revealed a cock that left me speechless. It quickly grew to ten inches with thickness double that of the common warrior. His balls were symbols of his total masculinity; round, heavy, firm, and full of his superior cum. "On your back," he commanded. I obeyed. Death Adder, in his beautiful nude splendor, squatted over my chest and offered me the first of many gifts: the chance to worship his massive balls. I got to work, quickly licking and kissing each of the mightiest of orbs. Death Adder struck most muscular poses while I formally surrendered to his superior manliness. His muscles strained as he grunted and held pose after pose; I watched him from below his cock. My father was right; this man did deserve to rule. His men, my new allies, celebrated in our master's victory. Many of them disrobed and began to feverishly masturbate; my own father included. The scent of man meat and sweat filled the air. It intoxicated me as I dragged my tongue across the heavy sacs of Death Adder. "It could have only ended this way," he spoke before pressing the tip of his mammoth knob to the entrance of my ass. I moaned out loud as he popped it inside me. The cock's head filled me and I instantly felt a heat that surged through my body. "Yes, Master! You are the true ruler of this world!" I moaned out. My feelings seemed to come out so easily now. Grabbing hold of me, he twisted me around and held me in his arms as he slowly skewered me upon his epic shaft. "Yes, my slave... You learn quickly. I AM the master of this world. And I shall remake it the way it should be. The weak shall perish and only the strong will live on -- under me!" My master pressed my mouth to his large, jutting nipple, and I partook of his body, sucking and nursing from his manly tit. Death Adder ravaged my ass and I loved it. His inches and girth slammed repeatedly in my aching hole, always hungry for another thrust of his mighty cock. My hands rubbed and touched his powerful body. I felt honored to be able to worship his superior muscle. "Worship me, boy... Yes... Feel the power that courses through my veins. You will forever be fucked by this cock. You love it. You cannot ever have enough of it. And its call will deepen your loyalty to me." I cried out as he came inside me, wave after wave of hot cum directly from my master. His minions came with him, spurting their seed in my direction. My father pumped his dick to a shattering orgasm as he watched his master take his only son. It was truly solace for everyone... Death Adder chuckled deeply as I lay against his warm body. I submissively kissed his chest and neck while he stroked my head with his firm hand. "It could have only ended this way." --------------------------------- Epilogue --------------------------------- True to his word, Death Adder did remake the world to his standards. I was instrumental in many of his raids upon the remaining villages and towns of the world. My strength and barbarism allowed us to easily seize the treasures of those who oppose my master. Our muscles and might swayed many of the men and young boys to our cause. Death Adder's defeat and conquer over the last powerful kingdom of the lands extinguished the final hope any of the remaining people had of usurping the muscle lord. They fell in line, one by one, until every tongue in the world hailed my master. The king of the land was double-teamed by the Bad Brothers. They guffawed as they fucked him in front of his own people. The vast stores of gold and jewels our men carted out kept our men happy and raised morale. To show Death Adder was a generous ruler, some of the gold and treasure was passed out to the citizens, who gladly accepted the money. Only the strongest of muscle men were allowed to breed to create the next generation. Women threw themselves at the opportunity to be the first to be breeding vessels for these champions. Death Adder's hardiest of muscle studs were given top priority. Those who Death Adder could not decide between were pitted in the wrestling ring for thousands to watch and cheer on their favorite. The primal act of male versus male harkened to animals competing in the wild. The winner would first fuck the loser, and then proceed to breed his seed into his conquest; ensuring his baby boys will carry on his muscle. Those who wanted instead to mate the unsuitable men were given free will to do so, as well. Those weaker men became slaves of the strong, made to suck cock or surrender their asses on demand; they didn't much mind, however, as it was seen by all as a privilege to serve the mightier servants of Death Adder. I returned to the minotaur on many occasions. He had done well since I last saw him. He apparently enslaved several men around my age and a few boys and kept them nude in his grotto. He told me he missed fucking me and I returned the sentiment. We made love that night while his slaves watched and jacked off. I grunted as his bull balls dumped over twenty healthy shots of cum inside me. I fucked and sucked his slaves in an orgy while the minotaur relaxed and watched, chuckling at the jumble of human males in heat. One day, while giving my father a blowjob, Death Adder came to me with a young boy of about seven in his arms. I immediately removed my lips from my father's dick -- eliciting a slight whimper from him -- and crawled on my hands and knees to my master. I kissed both of his balls twice and backed up. Death Adder smiled at my reverence. "How may I serve you, Master?" I asked as I knelt, my head bowed in respect. "His name is Stern. I have foreseen he will one day grow up and foolishly attempt to usurp my rule. I will defeat him, and drive my sword into his chest. But I would much rather have him alive and under my army. He will one day be a powerful warrior who I will want to command," Death Adder told me. He handed me the brown-haired boy who immediately clung to me. I ran my hand over his small bare back. "He is your son now, Ax Battler. Raise him as you see fit. My only requirement is for him to worship and love me." Death Adder left the room, his proud seven inch flaccid cock swinging with his stride. "My son?" I said softly and looked into his eyes. "A grandson..." my father spoke and stroked Stern's cheek. The little boy giggled at his touch. "Are you my new daddy?" Stern asked me, his sweet smile warming my heart. I nodded and kissed his little nose. "Yes, I am, baby. You remember that man that brought you in here? He's my master. And your master, too." "What's a master?" he asked me. I thought for a moment and smiled as I replied, "A master is kind've like a daddy. They tell you what to do and you do it. And you love them enough to do whatever they want." I heard someone clear their throat. Looking over, I noticed my father grinning at me and pointing to his hard cock. "Um... son? Aren't you forgetting something? Be a good boy and bend over, now." "I'm gonna set you down and do what MY daddy wants, okay?" I said and carried him across the room. I sat my son on my bed and gripped the edge of the bed, bending over and presenting my father with my ass. I moaned as he took me right then, his thick cock pushing deep inside my tight hole. My boy watched as I was vigorously fucked. He removed the little loincloth he had on and began to stroke his tiny penis. I smiled as the male in him sprouted forth and accepted the new era of domination we now lived in. I motioned for Stern to come closer. After he did, I pushed him gently to his back and began to suckle on his cocklet. Stern squirmed and moaned in boyish bliss as I included him in the fun. My father grunted as he shot his seed into me, "For Death Adder!" I moaned as I came on the floor, "For Death Adder!" My son squealed and squeaked, "Fo Deah Adwerr!" I was so proud of him; he was well on his way of worshipping this world's true eternal master. Never did any challenger step up to oppose Death Adder. He created a new world order and all sought to find their place in it and under him. As Death Adder sat on the throne of his expanded castle, overlooking the world around him, I dutifully sucked his cock while feeling his hardened muscular chest. "What did I say before, slave?" he asked me with a sneer. "It could have only ended this way, Master," I honestly replied. Death Adder wins. Game Over. --------------------------------- Stage III -- Kiel Beats Ax (Alternate ending.) --------------------------------- I found a river nearby and washed myself off. The cool waters were rapid and easily cleared away the dried cum and sweat from my perfect body. I ran my hands through my shoulder-length black hair, across my shoulders and pits, and down to my toned butt. The last of the giants cum dripped out of my puckering hole and washed far away. I reequipped my boots and grabbed my sword before continuing my adventure. I ran through the valleys and fields of the neighboring region, receiving wolf whistles from men who passed me by. One in particular decided to try and have his way with me. "I am Kiel, a god of sex and battle! Surrender to me, naked barbarian, and I will spare your life!" he said with a voice full of arrogance. "Ax Battler will not surrender to one as pathetic as you!" I retorted and raised my sword. The slim, yet muscular, man engaged me and we battled. I slashed and butted Kiel with my sword, but his kicks knocked my weapon aside. He punched me in the gut and winded me momentarily. My body lay sprawled out on the grassy field and I caught my breath. Kiel took advantage of my weakened state and roundly molested me. The thug stroked my cock to full erection as he licked his lips. "It will be a pleasure to fuck one so fine as you," he gloated as he maintained the upper hand. I moaned out loud and felt my strength wavering. "N... no!" I growled and threw him aside. I successfully ended the fight by stripping him of his loincloth. "I have won!" "Never!" he argued and tackled me. We rolled around in the grass until he somehow managed to wrap his arm around my throat! "Ahhh, yes!" he gloated and put pressure around me. "Give in to me, barbarian, or I will end your adventure!" I struggled and grunted as he squeezed me tightly. My body seemed to give nothing to help me escape his grasp. I could feel myself quickly losing energy. He would surely break my neck! I had no choice... "Uwaaghh!!" I grunted out loudly. "I surrender, mighty Kiel! Please spare me!" I admitted and he let go. "I am victorious!" he boasted. I fell to the ground and coughed to catch my breath. Kiel stood above me flexing and posing his less muscular body. I pounded my fist into the ground and sighed. I wondered how I could have surrendered to this weaker man. The fates did not smile on me this day, I understood. "Suck my cock, slave!" he demanded. "Yes, Master!" I grunted and got on my knees before him. I took his seven inch cock into my mouth and sucked him with vigor. My tongue swirled across the throbbing head and I was rewarded with a spurt of pre. Kiel sighed contently as I bobbed my head on his shaft, my lips pressed tightly to the hard cock. Kiel rubbed my head and stroked my jet black hair. "On your back!" he ordered and I complied. I spread my legs wide and accepted his thick erection into my tight pink hole. I cried out in heat as this smaller man invaded me. A wave of humiliation washed over me as he fucked me with pride, no doubt boosting his ego to fuck one as perfectly formed as I. His lesser muscles pressed and rubbed firmly against my bigger ones as he plowed me. He lowered his mouth to mine in an attempt to kiss me. I resisted at first, but as before, eventually surrendered... He probed my mouth and dominated my tongue. I kissed him passionately and began to admire his temerity. Several traveling men passed by and witnessed Kiel fuck me in many positions. I blushed as they watched him arrogantly breed me again and again. The men brought their cocks out and jacked off to the sight. They shot cum on my face as Kiel filled me full of his seed. His lust finally sated, Kiel slapped my ass and a hot humiliation rose through me again. His cock popped out of me and he said, "Come, slave. I have plans for you." I walked in front of Kiel in a new direction. He forced me to put my hands behind my head as I walked, and his cum dripped down my legs with every stride. --------------------------------- Epilogue (Alternate ending.) --------------------------------- Kiel took me to a large city and put me up for bid at an auction house. My beautiful muscles were made to flex and pose while men from all over the world bid on me. I was sold to a hulking muscle god named Damud. He bought me for seven times what the highest bidder would pay. Damud took me across the sea to his dark mansion in the mountains. I lived the rest of my days as a nude servant and fuck boy. Damud reminded me everyday what a steal I was to be sold at all. He loved to lay me on my back and sit on my face. My cock still bounces whenever I think of his beautifully-formed ass descending and the heat from his hole pressing to my lips. I later learned that Death Adder had the Golden Axe and was very close to dominating the world. Kiel was made a top general in Death Adder's army; although he never grew any taller, his muscles grew even larger than mine were. When they invaded Damud's base, the muscle god took me in his arms, uttered a strange language and we were immediately taken into the black starry night and to another world that resembled my home. "What is this, Master?" "I shall try again," he told me. "It seems Death Adder has gained utter control of that world. Now we will try for this one." I never saw my father again, but time eventually faded him from memory. I forced myself to move on and to appreciate my new life as best I could. With the biological father I lost, I gained anew with my master. Damud read my soul and wanted me to call him `daddy'; I was honored to. "Thank you for breeding me, Daddy," I moaned as he held my hips and powerfully plowed my hole. His muscles glistened with sweat, dripping down to rain on me as we became one yet again. "You're welcome, baby," he grunted deeply, pushing his massive meat deep inside me. "Take my seed, son!" With my help, Damud eventually ruled this world, like Death Adder had my home. Damud Hellbringer wins. Game Over. Note from the author: I hope you enjoyed reading my Golden Axe fantasy! I made the alternate ending where Kiel wins based on the original draft of this story where Kiel DID win. It didn't make much sense to have Ax lose two in a row, so Kiel took a dive in the `real' story arc. Kiel appreciates being given a second chance and defeating Ax in the alternate, however. ;) For those who played the games, they should recognize Heninger, Stern, and Damud Hellbringer. Those three characters were from different iterations of the series, but they should still exist in the same world, and they do in my story! Thanks, guys!