Telemachus and Polites: The Dishonor Of The Self
Polites comes back to life and sexs with Telemachus
Polites alived again and went to Ithaca. There he telegraphed to Telemachus so they'd meet in private. He was waiting in the royal orchard when the prince came. "Polites? Is that really you?" "Oh Telemachus, I lover you!" Telemachus got really exhibitted and protruded a boner. "Oh Polites, I really love you two!" The two frenched, licking each others' eye orbs with the passion of a thousand pregnant camels. They disrobed themselves for SEX, but there was a problem. "Hm Telemachus, how will I penetriculate you without lubrification?" "It's fine, use the olive oil." There was olive oil nearby. Polites put it on his cock and fucked Telemochus in the arsehole. "Oh Polites I need more lube!" There was also cheese and wine nearby, so Polites dropped it on his cock while he was fucking Telemachus. "Oh Polites I need more!" There was also yogurt and seasame oil. Polites put them on his cock. Now it was okay and he rammed Telemachus so hard and fast that his ass caught fire. The smell of burning flesh attracted the attention of Odysseus, who was whorrorfied: "No! My son is a homersexual!" He then grabbed his weapon to kill, but he tripped on an oilive tree root and speared his own flesh. The blood fell on Telemachus' ass and added to the lubrication. "Oh yeah fuck me harder POLITES!" Polites complied, and came so hard inside Telemachus' ass that his head exploded. "No, my love! I will have my revenge, Penelope!" To be contnued?