Art by HE THONG

 

  Prince Hastali raised his royal arm, clad in the finest gold, over the trembling collection of slaves assembled before him, the unique collars around their necks indicating their status as his harem slaves. The first whore for the night had been chosen easily enough and was roughly hoisted into the air by one of the nameless eunuch giant overseers whose relentless management kept the regal heir's harem in famous condition. Prince Hastali could already picture the deep crimson stripes he would inflict onto the flesh of the pitiful hairless beast before the night' end. "But, now" he mused "for something different." Unlike other nobles who contend themselves with a monotonous menagerie of nearly identical slaves reflecting the man's narrow desires, Prince Hastali was a Lord of manifold interests. He preferred some variety in his ever-changing cast of harem slaves. He didn't tolerate to have to decide between, say, a hairless brute pulled from the mine

 

Spartan generals know that they can always secure a victory on the most ferocious enemies, but at a very high price: they must sacrifice their best warrior to Ares, the God of War. In today's battle against the Athenians, they cannot risk a defeat. The sacrificial victim is a Philistine mercenary -a huge man, stronger than three Greek soldiers- who has served Sparta for two years now. Last night, he has been narcotized and his eyes  torn out, and today at sunrise he has been brought to the ceremonial pier of Kalamata. Ares himself crosses the Messenian Gulf to collect the tribute. By the time victory is announced in Sparta, the towering Philistine will have been given as food to Kerberos, the hound of Hades.  

"The land that we have gone through as spies is a land that devours its inhabitants; and all the people that we saw in it are of great size. There we saw the Nephilim... and to ourselves we seemed like grasshoppers, and so we seemed to them." (Numbers 13:32–33)

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  Having just turned sixteen, Hattusili is the youngest, biggest, and strongest warrior of the Hittite infantry. As soon as he became enrolled in the army, he chose two of his fellow soldiers -two older, but very hot, very muscular men- as his boyfriends. The two fortunate warriors, Kurunta and Mursili, could hardly believe how lucky they were when Hattusili approached them to let them know his decision.   Now, Hattusili and his boyfriends spend most of their free time by the sea, at the shore resorts reserved to the Hittite army, swimming and sunbathing at leisure. Their always playful mood frequently lead them to sexual games. Kurunta and Mursili can't help being permanently erect when they are near their boyfriend's huge muscularity. Hattusili, on the other hand, needs their full aid to get his massive penis hard. He penetrates the two men several times, but never allows them to fuck him. Once he is satisfied and his boyfriends have licked clean his still pulsating meat p