The Castle of Holes

by brazboy   

Diniz has been cursed so that his once-mighty cock decreases with each passing orgasm. He can’t control it, or revert it—not until he finds the only hole that can unlock the spell and return his size.

Diniz climbed down from his horse and stared into the immense Castle of Holes. Ahead of him were the differently sized towers, the immense walls and the beautiful gardens of the ominous castle, which sucked in different lads to make its rooms filled of holes and drooling cocks. Diniz felt a sense of responsibility, staring at that mighty ladtrap, but above all, he was there for his own selfish reasons.

“As the book said, I can’t carry anything inside other than my curse,” he says, sighing, and starts removing his sword, his armor, his helmet, and his other clothes. There was no reason to fear an attack inside the castle, as it didn’t allow any violence within its walls; rather, it allowed in fully naked lads who were cursed or otherwise connected to magic, usually devouring others into its walls. Those handsome jocks who disrespected the castle’s rules were sucked in and made into part of the building itself.

And a handsome jock Diniz is, just as the castle loves them—he has amazing 219 centimeters of height, filled with amazingly sturdy, round, and perfectly proportioned 179 kilograms of pure and hardened battle-built muscle. As Diniz reveals his chest, even the wind seemed to blow stronger, as his muscles are so thick and heavy and hang so much ahead of his body that it would turn around even the head of the God of Winds. So many lads and hunks have been defeated by that amazing chest that it is almost impossible to count; it is just so mighty and incredible that it defied belief.

Diniz then removed his pants, though, and there, even to him, there is utter disappointment. His tiny cocklet is hard, as usual, but even then it could be hardly felt or seen—it stands at only as few as 5 centimeters from tip to root. Diniz’s cock was once as mighty as the rest of him, but now it is smaller than his little finger—why? His curse, which sucks length and girth of him every time his cock orgasmed into a male hole.

“But today my plight will end,” he says, sighing, as his hand rubs his groin, and thus his tiny cocklet, which trembles excitedly, as it hadn’t been touched so kindly in a while—usually, Diniz’s self-beatings were full of hate for his own predicament. “Hmmm, yes, I will return to my old size,” mumbles the hunk, as he rubs his own tiny rod with the palm of his hand, and his cocklet reacts with trembling and a very small amount of oozing.

As Diniz rubbed his groin up and down, left and right, pretending to massage his muscles but in fact caressing his tiny dicklet, he approached orgasm. The immense knight spread his legs and his breathing became shorter—it was amazing to see all those muscles react in unison, all that gigantic muscle hunk trembling and breathing to the tune of such tiny thing as his minuscule manhood. Yet, it was so, and after a few seconds, the minuscule rod burst against his hands—three droplets of cum, but enough to make Diniz gasp in delight, drool from his mouth, and rock his immensely thick and sturdy hips back and forth, as if breeding something other than his own palm.

“I will… I will revert this curse…,” says the panting hunk, as he turns to the castle, and starts walking towards it, before raising his palm to his thick red lips and licking it clean.

Diniz walks through the garden of lads, appreciating everything on it. The place is immense, and, despite being deserted in terms of people, it seems wonderfully taken care of. The reason for the existence of the garden seems pretty obvious—to attract horny, hungry young men into the premises. It smelld wonderfully, of honey and hunk, and it is filled with beauty but also with the most interesting things—plants which are shaped like gigantic cocks, amazing holes for lads to fuck, juicy berries which made a lad horny, and, above all, fountains of milk for lads to drink from.

“It’s like a garden of horny Eden,” thinks Diniz, as he walks through. His cocklet is totally hard, of course, but he knows he shouldn’t get lost in the garden. If he does, the castle will surely eventually notice and devour him. Fortunately, the gigantic hunk milked his cock before entering the world of lad wonders, and so his horniness is contained for now.

“I wonder how many men were attracted by this garden and made its prey…” Diniz ponders, knowing many were sufficiently embarrassed about loving cocks and lad holes that they might look for this juicy garden as a replacement for true lads outside, while others might have been sidetracked here while wanting to go to the castle.

Our hero, however, is strong-willed. He avoids all cocktrunks and holeplants, stopping only to pick some cumberries which he eats on the way to the castle. Soon, having crossed the garden, he stops and looks back—it is only about 800 meters or a kilometer from where he left his horse, but it feels like so much more. Surely, enchanted by the sights of the garden, even he was sidetracked and wondered for hours inside its gay maze-like wonders.

“No looking back,” he thinks, and turns back forward, into the open gates of the castle. Inside it would be the way to break his curse.

Some time ago

Diniz walks around the barracks proudly as ever—the tallest, burliest, hunkiest, and best endowed of all knights, his sword always up against his massive chest, drooling its hunk honey. He is, as usual, almost naked—wearing only the gladiator’s skirt and his torso protection, but with his immense rod hard like this, his skirt had been raised, and his rod and balls were fully visible to all, as were his legs. From root to slit, Diniz’s manhood measures an amazing 87 centimeters of length, in this state—enough to bring a lad to heaven, he says.

“Sir Diniz, have you come to… I mean, are you here to get your cockholder, sir?” asks the apprentice of the smith, talking about Diniz’s cage—a necessary tool for well-endowed knights such as him. Diniz shakes his head, and his cock, of course, sways about as well, drooling pre everywhere, including on the face of the cute smith.

“I have come for something way more special,” says Diniz, as his cock dribbles a fat glob of pre, and his thick hands grab his shaft, and start squeezing it. The cute smith—tanned, 187 centimeters of height, and 82 kilograms of useful hunk muscle—gasps, seeing all that, and immediately gets hard under his uniform.

“Wha…what is it, sir?” asks the cute smith, as he stares at the most amazing, most muscular and best hung of all knights in the whole kingdom, and directly glances and smells his proudest weapon—his mansword, which he waves around as his hands grab it and milk it slowly.

“A lad who wishes to be bred,” says Diniz, with a horny and confident smirk, and the cute, lean and hot smith bites his lips and grunts. He leans forward, and kisses Diniz’s shaft, and then grabs it, and pulls it down, reaching for its fat, drooling and wonderfully purple head.

“I am one, sir, very eager too!” he says, and then spreads his lips around the immense cockhead, and starts trying to swallow it, licking its slit. Diniz gasps and moans, suddenly surprised by the handsome and delicious smith’s capacity and speed. He is sucking Diniz while pushing out his pants and trying to climb around the knight’s immense cock all at once.

“Here, let me help you,” says Diniz, moaning as his cockhead was sucked and polished, and his slit licked and penetrated by tongue. He lowers his immense hands to pick the smaller lad up, pulling down his pants to reveal a sizeable 33-centimeter-long cock, but much more amazing buns, which seemed penetrated by something. Diniz lifts the lad up, as he tried to keep his mouth sucking the knight’s cockhead, until Diniz literally turns him around and sits the smith atop his hard manhood, and against his armor-protected torso. “You have something in between your buns?” asks Diniz.

The smith pulls his thick lips from around Diniz’s dick for one second, drooling pre and spit, which runs down his chin. He uses the moment to respond to the question as well as throw out his shirt, before leaning down, hugging the knight’s immense rod, and starting to eat and suck it up again.

“Yes, it’s something I made for myself… I call it a key, as it fits perfectly inside me. It is basically… a replica of my own cock I cast to keep inside my tight lad hole… you can pull it off,” explains the hungry, horny twunk, and the gigantic knight laughs internally at the idea. As he is sucked once more, he lowers one of his hands to rub the amazing smith’s deliciously tight back, as another spreads his legs around the 87-centimeter-long cock under his body, and then rubs the twunk’s hard buns.

“Hmhmmm, ah, ah,” mumbles the smith, around the gigantic cock he was suckling and even nibbling, which trembles as a reaction to his teasing, and delivers more glistening warm pre for him to swallow. His own rod, completely hard, rubs and humps Diniz’s, as the knight now spreads the smith’s two butt cheeks, to find the plug and slowly pull it out, until it pops wetly and amazingly from the smaller lad’s muscle ring, revealing his gapping and horny insides.

“I think you are one of the horniest and hungriest lads I’ve ever seen,” ponders the knight, in between grunts. He uses his two hands to raise the smith’s rear, and lick it, pushing his tongue inside the gaping walls of his intestines, devouring and wetting its surface with spit, and making the poor hungry and horny smith roll his eyes as his body continues sucking cockhead but is otherwise lifted midair by the powerful knight.

“Uhhh, uhgaaaaah!” cries the smaller stud, around the delicious head filling his mouth, as his 33-centimeter-long wand trembles, slaps his abs, and then orgasms beautifully on the cock that is destined to fill his now spit-soaked insides.

“I guess we are each lubing one another,” jokes the knight, as he pulls his head from in between the smith’s delicious buns, and his hole gapes and almost oozes abundant spit. Diniz then lifts the 82-kilogram hunk with one single hand, forcing his lips to leave the juicy cock once again, as his other hand strokes that one cock up and down. “Time to show you what a real cock feels like, not your nice toy,” he says, and when the twunk jock smith is about to explain something, Diniz gropes his muscles, turns the lad around to face him, and after the abundant cum is spread on his rod by jacking, he opens the lad’s legs and lowers him on his own gigantic stud rod.

“Oh, hmm, ah, fuck, hmmmm, fuuuuuuuck, ah, ah, ah, awwwwwahhhhmmmm!” mumbled, grumbled, and finally collapsed the young smith hunk, in the spring of his 19 years. His muscles are relaxed, his softening post-orgasmic cock is slowly regaining hardness, as his hole is spread slowly and stretched around Diniz’s gigantic cockhead, spreading, sliding, gliding, hugging manmead… and then, the pole pops inside, and the muscle ring twitches uselessly around the fat meat rod, trying to close, but rather massaging the impaling member amazingly well and deliciously. “Ohhhwaaaaaaah!” moans the smith as that happened, and soon the whole of Diniz’s cockhead is inside him. His eyes roll again, as his prostrate is slowly rubbed against and crushed by pressure, as more and more cock is pushed inside him, and he leans back, drooling amazingly and shaking in confused and awesome bliss. “I’ve never felt… never felt…! Fuuuuuuck!!!” he mumbles incoherently, and that’s when Diniz’s hands move to the horny smith’s waist.

“This is only the beginning,” the amazing knight promises, yielding his most powerful sword, slowly impaling the teen on it, and then, after his soothing pre coats all the smith’s insides, when Diniz feels his interior has gotten somewhat used to being completely filled with meat and overstretched, he starts rocking his hips back and forth and truly fucking the younger, smaller and leaner hungry jock.

“Ah, ah, ah, I, can’t… take… moooooore coooock!” moans the smith after a few thrusts and moments, his rod slapping his own abs, swaying around, as he is moved up and down on Diniz’s immense rod, which is so immense penetrating him that it bulges his belly. The smith’s nice manhood moves about so much it slaps his partner’s abs, chest, and even face as well, during the long and hard thrusting of Diniz’s hips which comprises their fucking.

“Just a little bit more!” grunts Diniz, as his balls sway up and down and his thrusts became more and more powerful. The sound of their fuck is amazingly loud, as are their screams and grunts and moans coming mostly from the smith, but fortunately there is no one else at the forge, until, of course, there was.

Indeed, in the middle of their hot, sexy, abundant fucking, a figure appears from the shadows—a wizard, wearing a long purple robe which hides his amazingly tight and lean body, as well as his manly magic wand, which was hard underneath.

“Diniz!” shouts the mage, barely attracting the attention of the fucking knight, which continued ravaging his handsome and tight blacksmith. The teen, meanwhile, is too busy being brought to the ninth heaven to care about anything else, as he is impaled in cock and rubs his own chest with his hands, panting.

“Uhh, ah, uh, uh… Umberto?!” gasps a seemingly shocked Diniz, between a sex grunt and a surprised cry. He doesn’t stop deliciously and longingly fucking the tanned blacksmith for even a second, which means that the forge is still filled with the noise of ladmeat slamming ladmeat.

“Yes, it is I… I knew something was off, but I didn’t think you were cheating on me. Unluckily for you, though, the master blacksmith asked me to put a surveillance spell on the forge…,” says Umberto, almost more hurt than angry. Almost.

“Hmmm, fuck, man, Umberto… fuck, this is not a great moment for this!” moans Diniz with a smirk, still thrusting his hips back and forth, fucking his handsome blacksmith and approaching orgasm. The handsome mage is even more angered by this response.

“You think that just because you are a stud amongst studs, it means that you can hurt people and they’ll come back to you? Well, fuck you,” says the wizard, and Diniz grunts, slowly realizing that this is taking a dangerous turn.

“No, I mean… it is you who thinks like that… just… fuck, hmmmhmmmm, so fucking close!” moans the hunk, as his hole cock penetrates the teen blacksmith in one swift thrust, until his buns slap Diniz’s groin and twitch, massaging his immense manhood. The trembling insides of the handsome teen are milking Diniz’s cock amazingly, which is drooling abundant pre inside the smith’s intestines as the lad drools and mumbles incoherent words, barely aware of the world around him—much more concerned with the pole he is around. The pleasure is so amazing for Diniz as his rod is beautifully milked by the teen body, that he loses his words and closes his eyes, massaging the blacksmith’s abs with his fingers, whose pressure he can feel on his shaft too!

“You are so fucking egotistical. But enough is enough!” shouts an angry Umberto, even more pissed at being ignored. “I will take away from you your most prized possession!” Umberto threatens, and then opens his robe, revealing his nice 45-centimeter-long magical manly rod. He comes towards Diniz, and then, by surprise, slides his own rod inside the immense hunk’s powerful and unsuspecting hole, and starts fucking it, hammering Diniz’s prostrate, making him grunt.

“Wha… gaaaah!” moaned a suddenly fucked Diniz, as he was being pleasured from both ends. For a second, he thought this might be a good situation for him, until he started hearing Umberto’s words.

“You are cursed, from as soon as my cum hits your insides, to lose the size of your rod every time you come inside man. You don’t deserve this beast of a cock you have, Diniz, you are the beast yourself!” shouts Umberto, as he thrusts his hips back and forth, fucking Diniz, and Diniz massages his handsome and overwhelmed blacksmith twitching around his manhood up in the air.

Diniz thinks of protesting, but it all takes almost no time. First, Umberto ejaculates inside his former boyfriend, breeding him with a curse which was to close his hole and slowly steal the size of his cock. As soon as that happens, as if per a magical connection, the blacksmith also collapses and ejaculates—his cock shoots amazingly thick jets of cum on Diniz’s face and chest, covering him on sticky male honey, as his insides all tremble and milk the largest of the three jocks.

“Hmmmhmmmm, no, I don’t… want to… fuuuuuuuuuuuck!” mumbles a collapsing Diniz, bred and breeding, as he has the most amazing orgasm of his life. In one short moment, his balls pull back and pump their liters and liters of ejaculation out, which explode like fireworks inside the trembling and drooling blacksmith. At the same time, all of Diniz’s muscles tremble, and his immense rod and balls start feeling incredibly hot, losing a tiny bit of size in exchange for the deepest and craziest orgasmic bliss Diniz has ever encountered. He almost falls on his knees, then, but he manages to grab and hold on to a wall, as his long and abundant orgasm subsides.

“Fuck you!” said Umberto, popping his drooling and magical cock out of Diniz’s trembling hole, which becomes completely tight as soon as the man meat leaves, essentially closed for business from now on. Diniz thinks of saying something and protesting, but Umberto magically disappears, leaving just the cheater and his mindblown teen blacksmith alone.

“Well… my cock still feels immense… even if I lost a little size… so what? I can orgasm in other ways and… I’m sure I can find a way to reverse this before… before I lose more size,” thinks a mumbling post-orgasmic Diniz, as he pulls the tired blacksmith from his rod and lays him gently on a table. “At least I made him pay,” Diniz completes with a smirk, as his now 85-centimeter-long manhood pops out of the twunk’s ravaged gaping hole, liters of cum drooling down his trembling legs, until Diniz puts him down on a table, taps the smith’s hole with his cock-shaped plug, and goes inspect his own cock. “Yea, this rate of decrease seems… not threating; I just need to abstain until I find a solution,” he thinks, trying to control his own emotional reactions, before he starts licking his glans clean.

Present day

Diniz sighs, as he enters the gigantic Castle of Holes. Even in the atrium he can already see why it was called this way: several walls were covered with buns and legs of half buried lads, exposing delicious manly holes which were only waiting to be fucked. The exposed lower bodies are different in all sorts of ways—color, length, size, muscle amount, how hairy they are, and even how they move. It is clear that the lads stuck in the different ways in the palace are alive, perfectly fine, and just waiting to have their holes filled by a guest and perhaps be freed from their prison.

“How will I find the right one here? Even in this first room there must be a hundred or more lads stuck with their asses pointing out waiting to be fucked, and their cocks drooling on the lad below, covering their buns in a constant flow of juicy, glistening pre,” thinks Diniz, as he looks around, and his tiny cocklet trembles, as he rubs some of the buns, gropes some, slaps others, even bites a few. The imprisoned lads tremble deliciously according to Diniz’s touch, their holes gape or contract and flex, and their legs seem excited as their cocks shake anxious to be touched and fucked, but Diniz didn’t feel these were the right guys he was looking for.

“I need to go farther in,” he says out loud, and continues walking inside the gigantic castle towards the next rooms, all of which are found with more and more lads covering the walls, always exposed in the same delicious and horny way, all anxious to be filled in their anus and liberated.

“I think they are getting bigger,” says Diniz, as he notices that one room after the next, the cocks of the lads get longer and fatter, to the point of rubbing the rear of the lad bellow, sometimes even drooling against the lower lad’s angry and hungry hole, or slapping through the other lad’s hole ass crack to the point of poking his balls, creating a long pillar or trembling rods in between exquisitely spread-out muscular legs. “I wonder if mine is one of the smaller or the larger ones,” sighs the immense hunk, in between squeezing differently sized and colored cocks, thinking of how much of his own manhood he had lost.

Diniz frowns, rubbing an immense 50 or so centimeters of a dick belonging to one of the wall hunks.

“If my curse is tied to one lad… then maybe all my cock went to him… meaning his cock should be at least as big as the amount I’ve lost,” he ponders, and then lets go of the cock he has been stroking, which loudly and wetly slaps the buns of the lad below as both their legs tremble in delight. Diniz then starts running around, comparing differently sized cocks with his amazingly long and muscular forearm—no pole shorter than that was even worthy of consideration.

Diniz went through room after room frenetically like this. As he ran, he sweated, and his tiny cocklet trembled from smelling, rubbing and groping so many hot and naked lads. However, Diniz managed to keep his focus, and finally ended in a room where the asses were thick and juicy, the legs amazingly long and almost as muscular as his own, and the cocks—the cocks were something else, each at least 80 centimeters in length.

“This is where I would belong,” Diniz whispers to himself, panting, glancing at all those different and big cocks, between equally big buns, drooling amazing amounts of pre, which drooled down buns and legs and cocks and the wall, until it reached big cumdrains in the floor.

Finally, Diniz starts reaching for those amazingly large manhoods, grunting as he pulls their foreskin, moaning as he squeezes their amazing size, as if remembering his own lost sizeable dick. Missing sucking himself, Diniz pushes his face towards one of the purple cockheads drooling amazingly with his touch, and swallows it whole, deep inside his throat, stretching his hungry neck, as pre now drooled down his throat, and his eyes rolled. Diniz throws his whole massive muscle body against the wall of butts, legs and exposed cocks, grabbing cocks with his hands, sucking from another, rubbing all of his body on the hard, long and drooling meat poles.

“Ahhh, uhhh, gwaaaah!” Diniz mumbles, trembling. The cock traversing his lips and buried deep in his mouth stretches his throat immensely, making his neck bulge, and the half-stuck lad feeling his manhood be enveloped by meat for the first time in ages suddenly manages to push his feet and step on the buns of some of the other wall lads, and then starts thrusting his free lower body up and down to be able to pounder and fuck Diniz’s mouth. This violent sudden thrusting makes a surprisedly face-fucked Diniz moan, tearing up and drooling around the massive rod stretching his neck and hammering down his throat, as his face was pushed against someone else’s ass.

After some moments of this, Diniz’s cocklet shakes, rubbing an immense ass since Diniz’s whole body is pulled against the wall. The tiny member trembles and as Diniz grunts around the immense rod slamming in and out of his lips, his cocklet orgasms pushing three more droplets of cum out, raining on the butt of one of the lads stuck on the walls, who hardly feels the tiny orgasm, used as his skin is to much pre drooling down itself. As slowly some post-orgasmic clarity hits Diniz like a truck, he pulls away from the walls of cock, almost embarrassed at his hunger for size, having his muscles now soaked on glistening pre. As he does that, the one massive cock which had been fucking his throat slides out of Diniz’s lips, thick and glistening with spit, and slaps the ass under it with a fat thud, as its respective legs shake, begging for renewed attention.

“I… can’t… lose sigh of my goal… sorry…,” mumbles an apologetic Diniz, hungry for men and cock, and legitimately compassionate for the thousands of hunks stuck in the castle without a touch, but also fearing his getting drowsy with horniness was part of the effect and allure of the castle in order to stray him from his mission and trap him. Trying to communicate with the lad on the wall, who shakes his hungry ass up and down as if fucking—but rather just rubbing his massive dong on the hunk bellow his—Diniz slaps his thick fat buns, making him stop with his butt spread wide open.

“Sorry for teasing you, man, I hope this helps,” he whispers to the ass, kissing it and licking it a little, making the wall lad twitch. Diniz then grabs the other hunk’s rod and pushes perfectly it against the hole of the lad bellow. As soon as the lad above notices what was going on, he thrusts his hips towards the wall and his immense rod slides in one long arch into the guy bellow, whose own legs tremble in delight as his cock shakes and starts raining pre down. Soon, these two lucky wall lads are fucking, the balls of the one above slamming hard against the buns of the lad bellow, who also moves his ass up and down to be penetrated beet.

Sensing this, the other lads tremble their legs and buns, wanting help to fuck and be fucked too, but Diniz can only step away, shaking his head, sad that he can’t liberate or at least help all other lads by pointing their cocks at other lads’ holes, under the risk of enraging the castle and losing himself on its pleasures.

After exploring this and other rooms filled with hunks endowed with cocks between 80 and 120 centimeters of length, with his majestic muscles trembling as they shone with the beautiful pre juices of hundreds of lads whom he groped, Diniz feels like none of those cocks or asses are truly meant for him, or truly his and connected to his curse.

“Where the fuck is it? The book said all curses from sex wizards are tied to this castle, and that each one of their victims has one specific lad associated with them here, which serves as the balance of the curse…,” Diniz says, out loud, sighing, as he moves from this room to the next. Next to the wing of amazing cocks, he fnds the hall of immense muscle hunks with tiny cocklets—probably curses that increased cock or decreased muscle, unlike the first rooms Diniz visited. Seeing it here, he felt like he could be one of the hunks on the walls himself, except his rear hole also can’t receive a penetration after his curse.

“I guess they have been here for a long time, untouched, feeling the wind on their buns, waiting for the other half of their own curse to rescue them up…,” thinks Diniz, walking down the massive room of tiny cocked oversized hunks, which is long, almost like a hallway, leading to the central garden of the Castle.

“Perhaps some of them here are the result of the spells distant kings of the East use to engorge their cocks until they are immobile, to feed their populace with orgasms,” whispers Diniz, walking though wall after hall of tiny-cocked hunks, impressed at their immense muscles which contrast with minuscule rods like his own. “How cruel,” he sighs, rubbing one ass after the other and sympathizing with their plight. In some ways, other than being stuck on a wall with his naked rear out, Diniz’s situation isn’t so different to theirs, after all.

Soon, however, the knight walks out of the halls of tiny cocks and into the inner gardens. There, there are some cockplants, but also loads of lad rears on the walls and on the decoration, including on the fountains of pissing lads. “There are literally thousands of them here, I just hope none of their respective lads has died out there in the world… imagine how sad it would be to wait for a lad that cannot come,” he muses, seeing those massively thick and well-tanned lad assess on the walls. Diniz then goes to the fountain and slaps the ass of one of the peeing hunks, which trembles as his cock sways pissing down on the grass.

“Imagine if one could live here,” thinks an impressed Diniz. “Each hunk is hotter than the next,” he adds in a whisper, seeing the progressively hotter bodies made available to him, and groping them as he went around the garden. Still, the knight doesn’t feel the prime magical connection with any of the amazing rears he met up to that point. As such, our hero continues walking down and around the garden, squeezing buns when he feels like it, just to check. There is even an ass he can’t help but kneel in front of and devour with his immense tongue, but even as its muscle ring twitches around Diniz’s tongue, he knows that hole didn’t belong to himself—there is another hunk out there that is magically tied to the lad to whom this delicious exposed ass belongs.

“Umberto,” Diniz thinks while eating that ass, remembering happier days past. Thinking about his former boyfriend is probably Diniz’s mind playing some tricks on him, but it is also possible that his former cockwizard boyfriend has eventually also been cursed one way or another, and ended up in this castle. Or perhaps he is just connected to this lad by a curse, inflicted by himself or by another onto him. Given how tight the exposed lad’s anus was, this curse might even have been cast by Umberto on himself to be able to better receive Diniz in yesteryear.

Some time ago

Diniz is coming down the staircase of the barracks, wearing his handsome armor and skirt, his dong swaying in between his legs in its soft state, like the pendulum of a clock. He is greeted by others as he passes by, and then goes out of the barracks, walking through the field to the ample stables where the horses are being taken care of, and lads run from one side to the other busy with work.

“Sir, what are you here for, going out for a ride?” asks one of the stable hunks, eying Diniz up and down—his majestic body is immense, and his arms and thick legs are out in the open, as the armor only protected his torso, and the skirt only went to his knees. The stable hunk glances slightly at the soft cockhead poking in between Diniz’s legs, under his skirt, noticing the yellow fabric ring of a captain of the royal army tied around it, just like around Diniz’s arms and ankles, showing his ranking. “Do you perhaps want a cocktie, sir?” asks the stable hunk, glancing now sideways to those big ropes especially made to tie horse cocks to their torsos, which some of the best-endowed knights also use, and that had oftentimes includes Diniz.

“No,” says the hunk in armor, looking around with serious and suspicious eyes. “I know Umberto is here. Where is he?” asks Diniz, and the stable lad swallows dry.

“I can’t say, sir…,” he whispers. “The magic prevents me from uttering the words,” he grunts almost in pain, sweating dry, and Diniz squints his eyes.

“Then take me there,” says Diniz, angrily, pissed at the humiliation of the whole thing—not only was his boyfriend here, but he had made preparations in case he had been found! The handsome and cute stable lad nods after the request, and silently starts walking away from Diniz, into the stables. Diniz follows him to the back, and then up wooden stairs to the second floor. While he is climbing the stairs, another stable lad passes under him and whistles seeing Diniz’s cock, buns and legs under his skirt.

“Damn, I’ve seen lesser horses,” whispers the other stable lad in the distance, as Diniz and the first one get upstairs. In the upper floor of the stable, on a pile of hay, Diniz sees the scene he had been dreading—Umberto is hammering a cute and lovely sweaty stable boy’s rear hole with long thrusts of his 45-centimeter-long fat rod. Both magic hunk and stable boy are sweating and moaning, breeding on the hay unaware for a second that they are being observed by mighty Diniz, while the other stable lad runs away.

“You bastard,” says cold-hearted Diniz, seeing his magical boyfriend hammering his cock in and out of the 172-centimeter-tall delight of a lad. The stable boy, at only 18, was a virgin until moments before, and now being fucked by a magical cock and seeing himself watched over by this massive oversized knight was too much for him—he orgasms, and his seven thick jets of cum cover the hay, as he cries and grunts.

“Aggggghhhhhh, yeeeees!” moans Umberto, as his cock feels the contractions of the stable boy’s anus milking it, as well as his sexual energy being channeled though his hole via Umberto’s cock into the larger man’s magic balls. Umberto’s eyes roll as he thrusts his hips forward, burying all his cock into the stable boy, and finally he ejaculates, filling the boy with man milk which drooled from his gaping hole when Umberto pulled away and threw the stable teen on the hay, ass up, head drooling down. “Fuck, virginal sex energy is the most powerful one!” Umberto smiles, as his now free magical cock shines with juices and slaps his abs, and he looks to Diniz. “What are you doing here?” Umberto asks, grunting as his hand cleans his cock by massaging it tight, and he then licks the juices off his fingers.

“Why are you doing this behind my back?” asks Diniz, grunting in anger, staring at the moaning teen and then at his handsome and tall magic boyfriend. It wasn’t the first time; it wouldn’t be the last—but it had been the first time Diniz had seen it with his own eyes.

“I’m working, collecting magic, you know the deal,” says Umberto, and then he licks his middle fingers and pulls it out of his lips. “I didn’t tell you because you always seem so bothered by it when I talk about the lads I defile, so wanted to spare you the useless suffering,” he completes, and Diniz sneers.

“You are joking, right? You are to collect energy, I understand that, but you don’t have to breed all virginal lads for it, or all holes in court… what do you take me for? I know other mages who date get their energy using magical toys. I don’t want to have a boyfriend who is always having sex with other men,” says Diniz, loud enough that all stable lads down below heard it, and are silent like nuns. Even the horses are silent, maybe because Diniz’s voice is so strong and dominant. Umberto seems unbothered by it, though, and prefers to wave his cock which makesd his robe piled on the side levitate towards him.

“Come on, it is the nature of my work, you don’t have to be so dramatic…,” says Umberto, standing up, grabbing his floating robe, and putting it on. More or less dressed, the magical jock takes a few steps towards Diniz, and then lowers his own hand under his boyfriend’s skirt, massaging his voluminous and wet cockhead, which starts drooling with Umberto’s touch, especially his when finger slid inside Diniz’s drooling slit.

“Hmhrrrr, I don’t need to like it either, sorry,” moans Diniz, a bit surprised by how Umberto came towards him, and then trying to stand back, but Umberto has Diniz’s cockhead literally in his hand, and so a physical connection between the hunks continues.

“You are being unfair. I don’t mind that you roll with the other lads in your training, I’m just asking you to let me work as I’m used to. Breeding a hole is the best way to channel magic in or out of a lad. I am not cheating on you or anything, I only like you,” says Umberto, and Diniz grunts, grabbing his own shaft and pulling it away from the other man.

“When you do it every day and behind my back, it sure does feel like cheating,” Diniz responds, and Umberto laughs.

“You just don’t understand my work. That’s why I keep it away, but it isn’t a secret, you found me, you see? That means I wasn’t trying to hide it from you, or you wouldn’t have found out about it,” says Umberto, and Diniz blinks confused with his boyfriend’s reasoning.

“You were hiding, you threw a spell on the stable la…,” Diniz starts protesting with his massive muscles, but Umberto just shrugs and interrupts him.

“Come on, let’s go have ourselves some time, you’ll forget about today… I can erase it from your thoughts, literally,” he says, and takes another step towards Diniz, who frowns and spreads his arms.

“No… not now, and you’ll erase nothing! I am too angry now… I need to think… more…,” says Diniz, and Umberto smirks lewdly, as his 45-centimeter-long cock throbs and drools thick pre, which magically floats around his manhood instead of falling to the floor.

“Nah, use that energy, I love when you fuck me rough,” teases Umberto, and Diniz is about to leave annoyed when Umberto moves closer, grabs Diniz’s cock and his own, and rubs both their glans together, before sliding his own manhood inside his boyfriends. “You won’t refuse me,” he says, and with the smaller 45-centimeter-long cock penetrating the fatter and longer but semi-hard 66-centimeter long manhood, Umberto sends a burst of magic directly through the other’s nervous system that makes Diniz’s eyes go blank.

“I won’t refuse you… but… I….,” he mumbles, and then Umberto grunts, and penetrates Diniz’s hardening cock even move, sending energy from his glans straight int Diniz’s brain, making him drool. “I want you now,” Diniz moans, drooling, and picks Umberto up in his arms. Umberto’s cock remains still inside Diniz’s, as Umberto is carried away under the disguised and disgusting stare of all stable lads, who are shocked to see the power Umberto held over Diniz, as their self-engulfing pythons remain connected.

Present day

Diniz enters another room, this time clearly a bed chamber, richly decorated by lad asses and legs, cocks and balls. First, he passes the hall, which is filled with small cock hunks with massive muscle—hot, but not really his issue. The door to the bedroom itself is closed, and it takes some effort for Diniz to push it open, enough that he gets a bit sweaty by the time the door finally slides and reveals the next space.

“Wow,” gasps Diniz, seeing the immense expense of the room, its gigantic size, the massive columns supporting the ceiling, and the beautiful furniture. It is all, obviously, covered in guys—even the columns are completely surrounded by buns and legs, low hanging balls and cocks, as well as the walls and most of the furniture. You just can’t avoid guy rear parts there, their hanging balls and throbbing rods, as you look around—they are absolutely everywhere, beautiful, round, perfectly hanging and hard. And in this room, those cocks are huge, absolutely immense, some covering well over a meter in length, sometimes tangled on each other, and the legs below. Apparently, some guys here have found out how to use their legs to jack off too, as there are pools of cum on the floor, and some guys are rubbing their cockheads with their feet. Their buns are also immense, hard, beautiful, and round—it is the paradise of lads rears in there.

“My god,” whispers Diniz, walking around as his cocklet throbs. Here the guys are so well hung and delicious, so immense and muscular. It really is his crowd. Many of them seem busy, as their muscles and cocks are long and massive enough to rub one another and themselves, even half stuck like this. Seeing all this Diniz can’t help but think that this castle—and more especially this room—would be paradise on earth if it weren’t tied to thousands of magical curses, and if it wouldn’t devour you to make you into one of these imprisoned lads as soon as you violated its arbitrary rules.

“And yet, it is so tempting,” he adds in between breaths, as he watches guys with thick legs like his milking their own massive rods or those of their neighbors, or trying to. Apparently here a few of the guys had even managed to penetrate the guy under them by themselves, using their feet to feel up their surrounding and then guide their cockheads towards the other’s hole. That seems lucky for Diniz who, wanting to help the hunks, spends a good five minutes grabbing their cocks and helping them slide inside the buns of the jock under them.

And then, he sees the bed.

Seeing the bed makes Diniz stop all he was doing and turn around completely, as his cocklet throbs and trembles, amazingly horny. He gasps, because in the middle of a massive emperor-sized bed, there is only one set of legs, cock, balls and buns—only one hunk, perfectly positioned for fucking or eating, the most muscular and biggest of them all. His hole gapes astonishingly, his balls resting on the bed as they are so fat and massive, spreading heavily. His cock is like a pulled-back pole stretched over the mattress, panting, drooling, covering over a meter and a half to the edge, spiting its juice from the edge of the bed to the floor. His legs move the buns up and down, seemingly wanting to pull Diniz in, or just trying not to lower even more the angle of his massive rod.

“Fuck… fuck that,” Diniz gasps, enticed, taking step after step towards the magnificent jock, and then seeing his lovely hole being showered with falling droplets of cum raining from amazingly sturdy cocks handing between legs waving from the ceiling itself. “Wow,” he gasps, shocked at how delicious and fuckable that butt and its tight but gaping hole were, seemingly inviting him in, pulling him in, almost magically.

Diniz doesn’t refuse such an invitation—he mounts the bed and then spreads those massive sturdy jock legs with his overbuild arms, and then lowers his lips against the central pink ring in the middle of the massive lad buns, which tremble as anxiously as the creature’s amazingly red cock throbbed and oozed.

“Damn, I hope you are my passport back to my old body, I can’t afford to lose more cock,” whispers Diniz, and then he kisses the beautiful and perfectly trembling muscle ring. As his tongue slides inside it, being milked deliciously, massaged by the amazing rear muscles of the half-exposed hunk whose hole Diniz was devouring, the tiny-cocked jock felt a jolt of electricity running through his body, which made his cocklet tremble, and throb, pushing him close to orgasmic completion with one sudden jolt.

“Fuck, fucking amazing! It has to be you!” gasps the hunk, as he pulls away to recover his breath, but the hunk he was eating doesn’t like that his tight hole is no longer being licked and devoured, and so he hoists and lowers his ass up and down, asking for attention, pre still raining down on his half exposed back and buns, dripping from the cocks on the ceiling. “You are more eager than I, aren’t you? Must have been hard be alone here all these years,” asks a smirking Diniz, slapping those two massive buns, as the sturdy legs spread out for him, and the red hole in the middle of all that mass of hunk gaped, drooling spit. “You want to get out of this cursed palace, as much as I want my dick back, I can feel it… don’t worry, I will rescue you,” says the musclebound titanic jock, softly, kissing those delicious buns and rubbing his face on the crack between them, before he raises his body up.

Hopeful and horny, Diniz rubs his tiny cocklet with his fingers, trying to grab it. He knows he needed to fuck the perfect keyhole with his tiny cock, if he wants to end their curse. Both of them need to cum to fix the warped magic connection between them. This wouldn’t break their curse per se, but it would reset it, and destroy the original wizard’s control over their magical connection, freeing them both.

“Hmmm, your buns are too fucking fat for my cocklet to reach your hole…,” gasps an exasperated Diniz, before he used both his hands to slap and grope the two delicious muscle orbs, and spread them amazingly far and wide. The gaping hole in the middle was almost opened just by the stretching of skin, and finally the tip of the tiny cocklet managed to touch the skin of the half-stuck muscle bottom. “Hmmm, oh, fuck, your hole is completely tightening around my cock! It is like… our curse made us perfect for each other, even in this changed state!” gasps a shocked Diniz, as the stretched-out hole contracts around his tiny cock so hard it milks him, and both studs start trembling, as Diniz lowers his body down atop and around the half-exposed muscle hunk.

“I will free us both… don’t worry!” shouts Diniz, lowering his immense muscle body around the half exposed lower half of the other hunk, rubbing his massive legs and biting his back while groping his partly exposed abs. At the same time, Diniz starting to thrust his hips back and forth while the half-stuck jock moves his own lower body up and down by lowering and raising his legs. This causes Diniz’s cock to fuck the tight hole in front of him, as Diniz leans his head against the other guy’s back kissing and biting him, and the other guy’s cock is pulled back and forth by the motion of his own legs, effectively massively fucking the bed, until Diniz ties his legs around the back-angled cock, and used his muscles as a ring to milk said fat manhood.

“Fuck, fuuuck, your hole is so tight, I haven’t felt it in so long… Yes, push your cock back and forth, raise your hips, hmmmm, fuck my thick muscle legs!” mumbles a delighted Diniz, groping and kissing muscle, fucking the overly tight hole with his manhood, and embracing the monumental cock of more than a meter and a half of length with his legs. Their fucking and thrusting and hugging and biting continues for a while, with their horniness somehow overflowing and contaminating all other hunks in the room, who start thrusting their hips too, tying their legs and rubbing their cocks desperate for release. The amount of pre drooling and flowing in the room increases exponentially, overflowing the gutters, as Diniz starts slapping his partner’s massive buns and rub his feet on his gigantic drooling cockhead.

“Yes, yes, fucking quiver for me, shake that ass… I want to see you cum, make those massive balls cum!” moans Diniz, as his eyes roll from the fucking, rubbing, biting, slapping and the pungent smell of men contaminating the room and creasing a cycle of horniness and lad fuckery across a hundred hunks. Diniz feels himself close to orgasming—and he also feels an amazing throbbing and drooling of the cock hugged by his legs. Would his curse finally end now? Would it truly be reverted? A desperate sweaty and horny Diniz twines his legs with the desperate horny trembling legs of the lad he is fucking under him. He so wants to be released from the curse, and he so regrets what he had done to cause it—despite everything, it had been low. He just wants deliverance now, he wants to be free, he wants to release—he wants to explode and shower everything away.

Feet on feet and cock; legs hugging immense rod; mouth licking and biting muscle, abs groping, slapping; and cock sliding inside a magically tight muscle hole—all that plus the horniness of a thousand half-stuck lads, created the explosion of a lifetime. Diniz’s wishes are met by his tiny balls contracting and releasing three droplets of milk inside the tight hole containing his cock.

As soon as his orgasms connect the two hunks, however, a swirl of magic starts that can only end in a phenomenal explosion. Diniz’s whole body starts trembling, as his ejaculation increases without stop. Mid-orgasmically, while thrusting into his partner and between pumping several jets of cum, Diniz’s balls tremble and grow immensely, and his cock hardens and throbs, fattening and lengthening, stretching the half-stuck hunk beyond what he had thought possible just a second prior.

As Diniz’s massive body slowly and then more quickly regains its old manhood and balls, the half-stuck lad’s manly organs pulse and decrease, preserving the mass shared between the two. However, penetrated by 7, 11, 19, 37, 69 and then fully incredibly fat 87 centimeters of cock, the man under Diniz has no choice other than shaking in the shock of transformation, as his hole is suddenly and amazingly stretched, and what was a tiny cocklet getting magical pleasure from his hole turns into a gigantic manly rod slamming in and out of a hungry long-celibate ass, stretching its walls and smashing the hunk’s bloated prostrate.

“Ugwaaaaahhhh, yes, fuuuuuuuuuuuck, I can feel it, I can feel my size returning! I’ll…. Grrrrrrrr, release you too!” mutters the orgasmic Diniz, fucking his partner faster and harder as his rod trembles and grows and his orgasmic jets become fatter and fuller with the power of his growing balls, which are soon big enough to also be resting on the bed. The fucked lad grunts, close to orgasm as his ass is ravaged and slapped, and the decreasing of his cock and balls also giving him massive delight and relief. However, he isn’t free yet, and his gigantic 82-centimeter-long cock rubs on the fabric of the bed, wet and sticky, swirling on linen. Seeing that, as he continues to fuck the other’s hole, Diniz slides his hand under the other guy’s abs, pulls his cock up, stroking it while fucking his ass deeper and deeper, before bending his torso around to swallow the drooling and red cockhead between his lips, sucking it with amazing gusto and force.

The shock of their fuck increasing in power and his partner’s cock stretching and lengthening inside him is a lot for the poor imprisoned hunk to take, but then having his cock swallowed, polished and jerked by a hunk’s enormous, wet, sleek and masterful tongue is too much. Trembling frenetically, the half-stuck hunk explodes. His balls rock and contract, pumping liter after liter of cum up his cock, and delivering it with an explosion of milk inside Diniz’s hungry mouth. As he continues fucking his partner, Diniz swallows all the cum he can, swirling his tongue around the other’s cockhead as he hammers his own cock inside the lovely twitching hole, feeling it trembling and massaging orgasmically around his own orgasmic cock.

Now, both hunks are trembling, sweaty, legs curled together, blissfully lost in a magical male orgasm—Diniz almost hugging the exposed rear of his partner and devouring his cock, as their four balls pump record amounts of seed inside one another. Their orgasm is too much—it reverberates through the castle, as their enchantment is released, affecting all stuck lads and the building itself. In one go, one pop, the lad under Diniz is spit from the bed, his upper half sliding out of a mouth-like hole which lets him out, just to be turned around and kissed by Diniz, tearing up as the two of them still came and sweat frenetically.

“I knew someone was destined to come for me, I knew it! You are even hotter than I thought you’d be!” shouts the poor teary but handsome fucked hunk, as he turns around to pull up, hug and kiss Diniz on his lips. Diniz feeds the man his own cum in a wet kiss in which their tongues swirls inside each other’s hungry mouths, exchanging all types of manly juice imaginable. At the same time as the other man cries, Diniz rubs his muscles, feeling up how hot the handsome hunk’s upper body is, and how lucky he is to have recovered his rod which is now penetrating this lovely hunk.

As they kiss, though, the castle starts shaking. The two hunks’ magic and orgasm has affected everyone else, and the hunks in the bedroom start trembling and ejaculating as well, starting a chain orgasmic drive which is spreading through the castle like wildfire. Massive cocks throb and shake and orgasm with abundant milk, as massive balls contract and pump, pulling up and down as they rested before shooting more cum once more. In the other rooms, tiny cocks tremble and shoot a few droplets, or other longer ones spray thick lad juice over one another’s ass. Doubtlessly, though, every single cock in the whole castle—hundreds of thousands of them covering every wall, interior and exterior—ejaculates more or less at once, running milk through the air, splashing the ground and the trees and the flowers and the furniture with spunk. As that happens, Diniz’s partner breaks away from their kiss.

“We should flee… or when the castle recovers its mind and notices two hot hunks inside it unbound to its magic… it will eat and trap us,” he warns him, as cum splashes on them from every side. Serious, and deciding to not get stuck in the castle and to protect the handsome jock he had just released from the yoke of the Castle of Holes, Diniz nods, picking him up in an embrace while still penetrating him.

“Hug my torso tight, and don’t let go,” he orders, and the other hunk does just that, and Diniz then runs out the way he came, carrying and fucking the other jock instinctively, as cum splashes from every side, covering them both. As Diniz runs through the castle, the cum turns every room almost into a lake, but Diniz perseveres and continues running before the castle-wide orgasm ends.

Once outside, Diniz falls races through the garden where even cockplants are exploding in unison with the lads covering the castle’s outer walls. Eventually, our hero gets to the fields right outside of the castle, and there he falls on his knees over the grass, lowering his partner on his back, and falling atop him tired, as he is kissed on his neck, before the other hunk gasps.

“Look! The castle itself is cumming!” shouts the surprised hunk, and a tired Diniz looks back and sees the largest, most massive of the castle towers turn into a gigantic bronze rod, trembling midair taller than the trees, and then throbbing and ejaculating massive explosive jets which are shot at a great distance, and fall with a massive splash far away in the lake, causing massive waves as the lake water gets progressively thicker and whiter. The number of castle-sized cum jets are more than a dozen, and in the middle of it Diniz slips his massive erection out of his mate and lowers his back on the grass too, besides the other hunk, to watch it in awe—as if a castle’s orgasm were the sunset or something else equally romantic.

“I guess the castle is itself also a lad stuck by cursed magic since times immemorial… I wish I could do something to release all the lads, like we did by fucking, but for real and not just orgasmically,” says Diniz, as the other lad besides him sits up and kisses his cheeks, and then his lips, hugging Diniz’s impossible thick chest with his own majestic torso and hands.

“It is supposed to be impossible, but if you want to try, I shall help you, since you freed me,” he says, and Diniz immediately interrupts the other lovely hunk, now finally being able to process his whole majestic body—besides 82 centimeters of cock, the other hunk had a nice 204 centimeters of height and deliciously hard 155 kilograms of absolutely perfect muscle.

“We freed each other, you don’t need to pay me back or anything,” says Diniz, and the other lad nods, silencing him with a kiss, before pulling away and smiling.

“I know, but still… I want to help the other lads, knowing what it is like to be stuck only with my ass, cock, balls and leg out. And I want to help you too… I have long waited for you and I don’t feel like letting go of you just yet,” says the guy, and Dinis frowns and blushes.

“Hmhmmm, but don’t you have something… a family to return to?” asks the blushing oversized musclebound hyper-endowed knight, as his cock drools on his abs, and the other guys nods.

“Yes, I do. First of all I need to go back home, and I’d hope you came back with me! I am Sancho the prince of Artusias, and was trapped in the castle two years ago by an evil mage who wanted my little brother to inherit the throne so he could control him. But his plan had failed—now I shall come back home with a magnificent boyfriend and also recover my throne!” says the handsome hunk, kissing Diniz, who smiles.

“You go have a royal body indeed, my prince,” responds the knight, with a wide smirk and some irony. “But can a reigning King take time off to discover old magical sex secrets? And where should we find your boyfriend after you have been stuck in the castle of holes for two years?” he asks, and the prince laughs, rolling his eyes.

“I hope I am looking at him! After all, our magic connection is still active and… while I was in the castle, I could feel you there all the time. Maybe you didn’t sense me as strongly as you weren’t stuck in a wall, but I feel like I know you a lot and have seen what you have gone through during these years, your feelings and even some thoughts,” says the prince, smiling, and Diniz blushes.

“Wow… you… I hope you didn’t see everything?” says Diniz mumbling, and Sancho laughs.

“No, mostly small things about how hard you wanted to be a better person after your last relationship and how deep was your perseverance in searching for your cock, things like that,” Sancho explains, and Diniz nods.

“Ah, well, I feel flattered, prince Sancho, I really do… but I don’t think I’m ready to date someone so soon… I… I cheated on my last boyfriend, that is what I wanted to improve upon,” he admits, and Sancho nods, as they see the dick-like-castle-tower tremble post-orgasmically and ooze leftover cum down its shaft now.

“I know, and it was wrong to cheat on your former boyfriend, even if it was as a revenge for him cheating on you. But I think you have changed in this journey to break our curse; you have seen a big dick is a tool of delight and aesthetic wonder, not of vengeance. And I can show you a lot of delight with my own!” winks the prince with a smile, before sighing. “But if you aren’t comfortable with us being boyfriends yet… how about we just be friends who enjoy each other’s bodies, cuddle up and kiss?” asks Sancho with his big green eyes looking up at Diniz expectantly. The more muscular knight laughs.

“As you wish, prince Sancho. It sure would make me happy, for now,” he responds, hugging and pulling the nobleman towards himself, kissing him once more and cuddling up in the grass as their rods slide against one another. As their rods become stiff and the hunks kiss under the sun, they miss the cock-tower changing back into stone, as the cum which fell all over the castle of holes slowly is absorbed by the plants in the garden and recycled, and the castle prepares itself for its next guests.

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