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“A Tentactical Situation"

The doors to the tavern swung open wide as four adventurers returned from their journey into the heart of the Cove; their bodies still reeked from the salty seaspray that had coated them from head to toe, the fishy glisten to the stains on their clothes was powerful enough that even the most sturdy of the patrons balked at the scent.

Merle the Hellion was the first to enter; a proud warrior with long brownish hair fashioned back like a great fin across the top of her head, strong and muscular she looked like she was even about to pass out before imbibing in an evening of drinks. Then there was Cecil the Cleric; whose robes were tattered almost beyond recognition. The man was almost completely bare from the waist down and you could see both nipples and his belly button through where they would have hanged. He had a finger in his ear, trying in vain to clear the sting of salt water from the depths of his canal. Both Barristan the man-at-arms and Alhazred the cultist were extremely well known in these parts, and both seemed to be the only pair to have any sort of energy as they entered the taverns and slid themselves up to the bar.

The innkeeper behind the bar felt his nose crinkle up like a french fry even before turning to greet them, and when he did, it was almost a dry heave of an expression as he looked them over. It was no small feat to get this expression out of a man who stood at six foot seven and weight three hundred pounds, who was bald as a Q-tip and had the personality of a dry bartender. But somehow they managed to do it. “Fuck, boys! You lot smell like an Abomination, drenched in the rain, eaten by the boars of the Weald and shat out on a hot summer's day!" He exclaimed, pinching his nose to rid it of the stench. “What is this?"

“Right. Yes." Alhazred said with a sigh through his nostrils, recognizing the smell. “Well, we've been out for four days, and three of those days were spent in the cove, being splattered by about every aquatic monstrosity you could imagine. I can't imagine us smelling any worse."

Barristan let out a bellowing laugh as his arm found its way over Alhazred's shoulder and he drew him closer. “Well, you ask me, you smell perfectly fine." He said, resting his lips against the other man's forehead.

Al coughed a bit in spite of himself, the intake of overwhelming fish smell suddenly invading his nostrils like a sudden assault. “Or...perhaps we should get back to the room and clean ourselves up first." He said, trying to maintain a calm attitude about it. “Just... for everyone else's sakes."

It was no secret that Barristan and Alhazred were an item, so it was no surprise that the pair had settled on sharing a room at the inn, as they left the tavern and headed toward the stairs leading up to their room, Barristan was feeling a little bit handsy but Al just wanted to get clean again. The pair reached their room and entered; it was a deluxe room, it cost quite a bit more than the standard size, but it also came with a bath included and Alhazred definitely wanted to take advantage of it. As they turned on the bath and waited for it to fill, Alhazred removed the turban wrapped tightly around his head, letting his curled raven hair fall from its confines. It dropped to his shoulders and he let out a sigh of relief, meanwhile Barristan; already stark naked started to apply the bathing liquids to the water, bending over the lip of the tub to caress the water, feeling the warmth tingle through his fingers.

Alhazred admired the older man's body; Barristan's body hair matched the snowy white hair atop his balding head, a crown of white that had slipped back several inches from his forehead. The only exception was his pubic hair, which was still much darker, almost brown in comparison to the rest of his hair. Even as he'd gotten a bit older, he hadn't lost his muscle tone but maybe a slight bit, as his thick backside flexed over the tub, Al had a pang of utter desire. He wanted Barristan, he wanted to show him the pleasures that his particular set of skills could bring him. But he could never find the confidence. To others, he was merely Barristan's ally and medic...but to him... Barristan meant so much more. As Barristan glanced at him, Al turned sideways, somewhat embarrassed at his sudden arousal.

“Well come on then, this tub's big enough for the both of us."

That was a bit of an exaggeration, as Barristan climbed into the water and sat down, he practically spilled over the sides, leaving little room in front of him between his legs for the other man to climb in. Alhazred too came to the bath and stepped into it, hissing a bit between his teeth as he began to get used to the heat of the water. His slimmer figure made it easier for him to seat himself in the tub, and he could feel Barristan's cock and balls, floating and swirling about in the water as his own rested down against it. He rested back a bit with a sigh, his feet now parting to lay alongside the warrior's shoulders. He closed his eyes for a moment, leaning back to wet his hair in the bubbling water, feeling the soaps tingling against his scalp as he did so. “Ah this is divine." He said airily as he closed his eyes and began to run his fingers through his scalp and he could practically feel the coating from the coves wash away from his skin.

The feeling of fingers spreading his toes apart and sliding in between them roused Alhazred from his daze as he looked to see Barristan running soap across his feet. The sensation sent a tingle up his spine and Al felt his face grow warm at the sight of the man playing with his toes. “Oh I-I don't think you need to worry about that Stan." He said with a stammering tone to his voice.

“Al, you're talking nonsense." Barristan said with a laugh as he continued. “Besides, they were in my face and I just needed to...erm...touch them."

It wasn't long before Alhazred could feel something else stirring under the water. He reached down with his hand and felt Barristan's long, thick shaft under the water. The discovery made him smirk and Al blush again. “Oh, Barristan..." He uttered.

Letting out a sigh of indulgence, Barristan sat up a bit, placing his feet behind Alhazred's backside before pulling him closer. He let off a soft growl of pleasure as his fingers slowly stroked through the cultist's thick beard and handlebar mustache, He slightly tugged at the facial hair to draw him closer as he moaned a little bit in delight, feeling his cock and Al's press against one another under the water. Barristan looked at him with a rather hungered look and it made Al want him in equal measure. He couldn't help himself and as he shifted himself in the water, he brushed back his own wet hair and planted his lips against the warrior's mouth.

Barristan wasted no time in responding as his large arms wrapped around Alhezred's waist and pulled him closer. He could feel Stan's eager tip now resting against his hole and it covered his skin with goosebumps. His tongue ravaged Barristan's mouth, immediately recalling images of the creatures from the beyond he tended to summon in battle and he pushed himself firmly against Barristan's thick, hard abdomen. His tongue meeting a bit of resistance from Stan's, who began to return the kiss. The bristle of his stubbly face brushing against Al's beard and mustache. Alhazred felt his hips being coaxed back by the eager man and casually began to ride back further and further, feeling the tip of the man's cock as it knocked at his hole and slowly wound its way inside. Al parted lips for a moment, letting out a long sigh of pleasure as he stared into Barristan's green eyes before they rolled back and Al's body dipped lower, plunging him deeper into him.

“Oh... gods Al..." He whimpered kissing Alhazred again as his body bucked harder against him. His hands grabbed the other man's hips and lifted him with a tightened grip, his palms almost trembling as each inch slid into the cultist's tight entrance.

“Ahh... ahhh..." Alhazred gasped as he felt his butt splash down into the water, finding the driving shaft each time as it hilted in him. He threw his head back and moaned louder, his hands resting on Barristan's chest. “Fuck... Bear..." He gasped his pet name for his partner as he rode him in pleasure. Their lips met again and with a wet smack of their tongues, he grabbed the man's scalp and pulled him flush with his face, huffing and breathing hot air that tickled both of their facial hair.

With an almost beastial growl, Barristan grabbed tight onto Al's hips and suddenly shifted forward, practically standing up in the bath as he turned the man over onto his back, his large, masculine frame towering over him as he drove him into another kiss. Parting their lips he grinned. “And that's exactly what I plan on doing." He said playfully as he reasserted his grasp and then plunged hard into the man.

“Ahh!" Alhazred cried out, feeling his feet slippery along the sides of the tub while Barristan fucked him. The water they were bathing in splashed with their weight sloshing it against the sides and even the force of the impact making the tub move slightly in the throes of their passion.

***

It was over an hour before the pair had returned to the tavern. By that time it seemed everyone in their party had a similar change in clothing and had washed off the grime from their earlier adventures. As they entered, their hands parted; a sense of casual formality for them, despite practically everyone at this regular town knowing full well about their relationships. Barristan walked toward the poker table while Alhazred met with Merle, who was in the midst of a drunken party with several others and still she was the only one fully in armor. Laughing and cavorting with the men and women surrounding her table like old war buddies.

She turned her attention toward the cultist who approached, she laughed haughtily and slapped him on the back. “There he is! Alhazred! How has your evening been?"

“Oh it's been... fine?" Alhazred replied, feeling his cheeks warm up despite having just sat down. “Everything's been good."

Merle's expression brightened immediately. The red warpaint under her eyes peeking up like tiny smiley faces under them. “That is good! And I am proud to see you've not lost your ability to walk. I hear Barristan is packing quite a massive package for you."

“Now, now. Hold on." Alhazred said, waving his hands at her. “What... makes you think I immediately took bottom? Perhaps I was the aggressor this time?" His words were met with chuckles and laughs of disbelief from everyone else, including Merle. “What? It could happen."

“Oh, puny man. Come now." She laughed. “Everyone knows. Everyone is in on it, you simply enjoy having that dick crawling halfway up your spine and filling you with that coital bliss that fountains from Barristan's loins!"

“Y-yeah... I ..." He paused. “Hey! Wait a minute, Stan and I are equal partners in this relationship and I can have just as much fun giving him my....erm...coital...juices. You know?"

“HA! Of course." She replied amused as she drank from her large flagon of ale and slammed it down. “NOW COME ON MEN!" She roared loudly, throwing herself up and leaping onto the table. “COME ON WOMEN! I DARE YOU TO CHALLENGE MY AUTHORITY!"

As several patrons surrounded Merle on the table top with a varying degree of gawking and lewd as well as disgusted faces, Alhazred took his leave and walked away. He spotted Barristan and headed toward him, the sound of discussion reaching his ears as he approached.

“So... you're satisfied?" A large darker skinned man asked, jabbing his elbow into Barristan's ribcage, who laughed in response.

“Are you kidding? By the time we were done, he was begging for more. I tell you that man is insatiable."

“Total bottom huh?" Another one added in.

Alhazred paused to listen for a moment, listening in curiously as the men and women playing cards with him all laughed. “Aye, aye. But I can't blame him. I mean have you seen me lately?" He added with a joking snicker.

“A total bottom?" Al asked himself, brushing a finger across his beard, curling it toward the end around his index finger. “Me? A summoner of darkness? An acolyte to the ruiners of worlds? Is he serious right now?"

“Bah. But you gotta love him.."

“You do, right?" A woman sitting next to him asked curiously.

“Of course! Does the sun night shine? Does the moon not glow?" He gloated loudly. “I wouldn't care if he tore me a new asshole, I'd love him just the same."

Just then, a torch seemed to light over Al's head, a long, winding grin appeared on his features and he began to drum his fingertips together. “You would? Oh Barristan..." He said to himself as he leaned in closer to get an eyeful of his fellow card players. “They have no idea the worlds of pleasures I can give to you. They would find it so... tantalizing to indulge in, you simply must try it..." He chuckled darkly as he finally managed to approach. His slender fingers crept along Barristan's shoulder as he leaned in, his warm breath washing over the man's neck, causing goosebumps to immediately appear. “Oh...hey Bear..." He purred in Barristan's ear, almost prompting him to drop his cards. “I think I could help you determine what it means to call me a “total bottom", was it?"

“A-Al? What are you doing over here? You hate poker."

“Mmm perhaps, but maybe a game of... “poke him" might help get me off to the right start, yes?" His lips were so close to Barristan's neck now that a gentle touch from Alhazred's tongue was enough to make him jump from his seat. “Perhaps... we can take this little discussion somewhere else?" He asked suggestively as he pulled Barristan's collar back slightly, caressing his lower neck now with his wet appendage.

This was enough to get him back onto his feet, his cards spilling onto the floor like rain as they scattered across the ground. He stammered."I--uh... I fold." He admitted as he staggered to his feet. A wicked grin returned to Alhazred's face and a fevered Barristan grabbed his arm and pulled him urgently from the tavern back out to the street for the trek around to the inn side and before they knew it, the pair were back in their room.

Barristan closed the door, still breathing heavily as he turned to face Al. His eyes glazed over a bit from lust, his breath was heaving in and out rapidly. “Wh-what was that?"

“What was what?"

“Oh no, you don't get a chance to play dumb, Al. You never engage me like that, you never call me Bear in front of other people...what... what's changed?"

“Ah! Well... Bear, the thing is I happened to overhear you talking to the others about how such a great bottom I am, I thought I would show them...and yourself that I'm not quite that easy to read." He stepped toward the man, his arms drawing back as his robes fell to the floor, leaving him standing naked as he pushed Barristan back against the wall behind them, and with a flick of his fingers, several dark purple rings of light appeared against the pillar he was leaning against and immediately wrapped tightly around his wrists and his ankles, holding him in place. Alhazred chuckled as he placed his hand to the center of Barristan's chest and pulled himself flush with the man's still-clothed body. “Would you like to discover my powers, Bear? You might not want to be the same as you were once you've experienced it." His voice was low, deep, seductive. And he couldn't help but notice a flicker of purple reflected in Barristan's eyes as he responded.

“I... I do..." He said, helplessly enthralled in the grasp of the tentacles as they trembled along his wrists, drawing up his arms, sliding beneath the sleeves of his jacket, his shirt. Twirling up his legs under his pants until they slid cooly along his hidden balls and length. “Let me have it..." His breath was baited, he could barely control his desire, and that only made Al feel stronger, more dominant as he leaned in against the older warrior's frame.

“Are you...sure?" He teased, dragging his hand up Barristan's chest, then dragging it across the short hair at the base of his skull and bringing his fingers over the balding part of his hairline.

“Ahh... fuck just do it already..." Barristan's impatience made Alhazred smile. He'd rarely seen him this desperate and to have him begging like this... He could feel the tentacles now layered throughout Barristan's clothes, straining against their tightness as he leaned in and kissed the man, he could feel them swell underneath.

It was almost in slow motion, starting as a simple single tearing of the fabrics as first Barristan's shirt began to split down the back, a fairly uneven line that corkscrewed around his torso until it was visible i the front, the rip then grew upward, splitting the center of the shirt as the writhing purple appendage then began to rip away the fabric that had been missed at the first shredding. The sudden release of Barristan's chest made him exhale sharply, causing his muscle to expand out and unforgivingly, Alhazred snatched the man's lips by his own and kissed him deep. His tongue working its way into his mouth like another tentacle as his hands began to slither south down Barristan's hips to his bulging pants, only they weren't bulging only because he had an erection so thick that Al could wrap his hand around it tightly, but also due to the tentacles winding up his legs, the fabric began to tear loudly, and as Al unfastened his partner's belt, the fabric tore loudly outward, splitting in multiple places along his waistline and travelling rapidly down his legs. With a sound gasp echoing into Alhazred's mouth from the other man, he grinned and finally parted their lips. “Now that is so much better." He said as he grabbed the man's cock through his underwear and began to tease him by slowly stroking him through the fabric. Al's slender body pressed itself against Bear's massive, hairy torso and as Barristan tried to reach for him, he felt the tentacles holding his arms back. “Such interesting taste in underwear, love." He said tauntingly as his fingers ran along the waistband of the briefs, pulling at them eagerly until finally, he grabbed the fabric and pulled.

Barristan grunted at this abrupt shift in pressure and his hips wriggled, but he couldn't escape and yet again, the sound of fabric tearing reached his ears. Only it wasn't the tentacles, it was Alhazred's eager pulling at his underwear. As it began to shed off of him, exposing his ass and his thick cock, Al licked his lips eagerly. As he peeled the underwear off him, he discarded them to another corner of the room, leaving the man pinned to the wall, with Barristan's arms up over his head, his legs spread apart open-eagle, completely at his partner's mercy.

Slowly, Alhazred descended from Barristan's lips, he bit at his neck gently, then his nipples one and then the other, causing him to squirm. As he lifted his tongue from his targets he smiled. “Now let's see if we can't move this little fun to the bed, shall we?" He said as he waved his hands. The tentacles squirming and writhing around Barristan's wrists and ankles vanished, but then another portal opened behind him, grabbing him around the waist and suddenly maneuvering him toward the bed across the room. As he settled on to the bed, several portals opened up over him, and as soon as the larger one around his waist vanished he was again stretched back and drawn out on the mattress.

“Ahh! God, Al.... th-that's quite enough..." He panted. But despite the sounds of his objections, he had a certain sense of calm to them. Alhazred started walking toward him and as he lifted his hands in a cup-like shape toward the ceiling above him, a large portal opened up and a massive tentacle emerged from it. “Ahh!" He gasped as the creature slithered down from the ceiling and wrapped around his waist. The slimmer “head" portion moving like the head of a snake as it coiled around the man and grazed over his tight ass hole. It wasted no time, instead finding his pucker, it began to wriggle and squirm its way inside, leaving Barristan howling and trembling with this sensation. “AHHH!" He cried out louder, but this only fuelled Alhazred's desires as he approached from the side.

Al watched as Barristan writhed and moaned loudly, his stomach bulging as the thick tentacle worked its way deeper and deeper still into him. His body was quivering with its invasion, his muscles, his skin, even his body hair was rippling as Alhazred stroked the man's chest to pubic hair carpet. Tickling his breath down the length of Barristan's torso, his lips found the drooling, dripping tip and as they tightened around it, he felt the cock jerk and jolt to the touch. Barristan moaned loudly and at Al's coaxing, the tentacle worked its way until there was no room that remained. He felt his balls churning as he grabbed the shaft and began to stroke it in time with his lips, coaxing jolt after jolt and snapping of the man's waist. He wasn't going to last much longer...

“Ooh fuck oh fuck fuck fuck fuck NNNNHHHFUCK!"

The words were accompanied by a thick, heavy gush of seed ejecting into the depths of Alhazred's lips. They squelched the wet slapping of cum on flesh and shot down his tongue and into his throat. Wet, hard pulses shot thick ropes down his throat, and Alhazred found it difficult to control it. It was harder to take than ever before. The gyration of the tentacle deep in his ass certainly played its part. And as the quivering began to settle down, Al lifted his lips from the pulsing head with a gentle pop from his lips. He motioned for the tentacle to slither out of Barristan's hole, making him gasp and groan, and tremble again. As that tentacle was replaced by another, Al moved into position, lifting Barristan's legs up to his shoulders as he placed his own thick meat against the man's wet and used hole. He could feel it still pulsing as he pushed his tip against it and he held it there for a few moments. As he leaned forward, the tentacle he had just summoned from the void; this one more pink in color than the other one suddenly began to wriggle its way into him. Al moaned loudly as that happened, and allowed the force of the creature's exploration to push him forward, plunging deep into Bear's worn hole. “Ahhnnnn... t-talk about bear-back..." he huffed a soft chuckle, earring a quizzical smirk from the other man. His eyes then rolled back and he let out a moan, feeling Alhazred's thick cock push deeper and deeper into him. Barristan tried to grab hold of his partner, but again the tentacles summoned from around him latched onto his wrists and ankles again, preventing him from taking any action as Alhazred lifted his hips and plunged into him again and again.

“Oh f-fuck... yes, Bear... so... deep..." He panted loudly. His cock thick and the entry tight again, both could feel his eager flesh pushing into hin harder and harder as he began to work up a rhythm. A rhythm that began to make Barristan get hard again. He moaned and Al took full advantage, wrapping his hand around that thick shaft and stroking it in time with his thrusts.

Alhazred leaned forward and kissed Barristan once again, although it was brief, it allowed him to then start moving down Bear's neck to his collar bone down toward his nipples. Tasting sweat, feeling hair brush over his face as he went downward as he felt the tentacle drive itself deeper and deeper into him. He could feel it split off, and for a moment he had no clue where it was going until he realized that it too had been craving a dip in the Bear's ass. As it continued to plunge into him, its appendage was also pushing its way into Barristan with an eagerness until it began to wrap tight around Alhazred's cock and riding it deeper and deeper still. “Ahh yes... ahh fuck..." Alhazred was getting closer to the edge, his thrusts were growing shorter and steeper and as the tentacle overwhelmed his prostate, he knew that his release was imminent.

“AHH! A-Alhazred!"

It came out of nowhere, a sudden heavy gush of cum shooting into the air between them and then raining down like some sort of a sticky afternoon shower. His climax coated the both of them and it only spurred him on harder, faster, deeper. He began to work up a deep growl, and instead let out a shuddering moan as he too came hard into Barristan's ass.

The climax was hard and it almost made Al dizzy, as he flooded the man's passage it began to spill copious amounts all over the mattress under them, he grabbed onto Barristan hard and drove himself in to the hilt, holding as he leaned in for a passionate, nostril-breathing kiss. “Mmmhhhh!" He shuddered and came a second time, adding to the already messy situation as their sweaty bodies writhed together. Eventually, the pair slowed down and Alhazred pulled out of Barristan, panting madly as he realized that all the tentacles he had summoned had vanished moments before.

***

It was nearly one in the morning before Alhazred and Barristan made their way back to the tavern. It was still open, no one had called final call yet, but it was clear their other party members had either passed out on their tables, or had gone to bed themselves. Al helped Barristan over to the tables of poker, and all of them still there looked up to greet him as they approached.

“Oh wow." The larger man from earlier exclaimed, seeing the state Bear was in. His surprise melted into a smirk of realization as Al sat down next to him. “Did you have a good time then?" He said with a grin.

“Oh......fuck yes. I had no idea mate." He said cheerfully as he picked up his chips. “I don't think I'll be taking bottom for granted again." He turned to wink at Alhazred, who blushed and winked in return. As Barristan looked back at the dealer, sitting with his hands full of cards, he pushed his betting chips out on the table. “Now...if you'd be so kind as to deal me in?"

THE END