Astaria: Part 01

A new story from Aries.

King Diego summoned his two bravest warriors Justin and Florian to his throne. It was just a simple pedestal surrounded where the king stood, summoned the power of Astaria and pronounced judgement. To either side of the King where his personal bodyguard, 100 of the bravest souls of Astaria. However two had recently perished in the last battle with the Blood Hunters. Justin and Florian had grown up together and were both best friends and rivals. It was fitting they should ascend to the Valiant 100 at the same time.

Justin however was always a little jealous of the attention Florian got. It didn’t slip his attention that always demanded more of Florian’s time than they required of Justin. In battle, Florian always managed to pull off the slightly more impressive victories in battle. Justin wondered if it was just bad luck, but gradually something gnawed at him and grew into resentment.

Justin remembered standing at a reflecting pond staring at himself, when he heard a voice in his head telling him to reach into the pond and pick up a stone for skipping across the waters. He found smooth stones and skipped them along the water contemplating his role. Then he found a perfect round smooth stone and was about to hurl it, when a sigil flashed. He held the stone and rubbed the surface. Immediately he saw a vision of Diego, the current king, Justin flipped the stone over to see if there was another sigil and indeed a second sigil flashed, Justin rubbed his thumb across it and saw an image of Florian, Justin wanted to toss the stone into the bushes. 

“Even the rocks are against me” He held it and spun it on his palm and there he saw Diego falling in battle and the power of Astaria pass to Florian.

Justin looked hard at the stone “Stupid rock, how do I stop it? How do I get the power of Astaria?”

The stone turned blood red, Justin spun the stone again on his palm and there he saw himself standing behind Florian. He was wrestling Florian and his cock was dangerously near Florian’s ass.

The rock spoke “The power of Astaria cannot be remain in the defiled” 

Justin almost dropped the rock, the lowest crime in Astaria was betrayal. They only knew of this crime from watching their enemies betray each other and there was no greater humiliation than for an Astarian to be raped. It was considered equal to castration. The power of Astaria was a gift from Helion the god of light. It only made sense that its power would leave a vessel that had been corrupted or defiled. 

“So be it” Justin replied

Diego nodded to his newest members of the Valiant 100 and Justin took his place to the left of the king and Florian took his position to the right. In the outdoor auditorium facing them, all the men cheered.

The King punched his chest "By the Power of Astaria" 

Diego lifted his arms flexing every muscle. It was in the king's power to transfer his energy to his men. Throughout the auditorium and the Valiant 100 all the warriors started to feel the godlike power flow through them and every muscle ripple. There was an electrical charge to the mass of men. Their cocks immediately started to rise and sweat poured from their armpits and between their pecs. The men felt drunk with power. 

It was an uncontrollable high and it drove Diego near to madness, but he lowered his arms. Before battle, he would release a still more powerful charge that would make his men go berserk and destroy their enemy without fear. Even badly injured they would be able to fight on.

A young herald ran before the king and knelt

“My lord, the enemy to the south, the Blood Hunters, have broken the truce and invaded yet again. Two of your Sentinels fought bravely bought have been defeated and taken” 

Diego spat on the ground. The Sentinels guarded the borders and their command was considered equal to the King himself when he wasn’t present. To have one taken was an act of war. To have two taken, invited genocide. 

“NO MERCY FOR OATH BREAKERS!” 

The Astarians still high from the King’s emission of power roared back “NO MERCY!”

The king removed his ring and crown and handed it to his young page. The page then knelt between the King’s powerful thighs and bound his balls and cock for war. The whole auditorium was a commotion of men following suit and preparing for battle. The King’s banner was raised and the drums rang out. Soon more men would be rushing in prepared for war. Diego looked proudly at his men as his page oiled his body for his dance with Lord Death. He looked back at Florian and Justin. 

“Looks like you two joined us just in time for glory” Florian lifted his chin proudly, Justin smirked, the stone from the pond tighten to his wrist started to glow

Justin looked at the King’s ring on the marble platter. It was simple band with runes on it. The crown was little more than a few gold threads in the shape of vines. However to Justin, they meant the world. He thought soon he would stand here on the pedestal. All would know he had the power as he lifted the crown and placed it on his own brow. He would be the one to summon the power of Astaria and drive his men mad with battle lust.

The page handed Diego two swords and placed the helmet over his head. All the Valiant 100 were armed the same with two swords. The regular army would carry sword and shield. With enough warriors assembled, Diego lifted his arms to shoulder height and threw back his head and summoned his power. Electricity danced across his shoulders and then out his arms and flowed to all his thickly muscled warriors. Florian felt himself starting to get light and then his feet lifted off the ground. And then in an instant they were all flying above the jungle realm towards the southern border. The Blood Hunters had crossed the border ravine and were swarming across the plain and headed to the dense jungle. Diego pointed with one sword and lifted his other sword high and flew directly at the main column of the enemy. The Valiant 100 formed a triangle with their King at the head. Diego summoned all his power and blood rage as he plunged from the sky. The sound of thousands of warriors roaring sounded like thunder to the Blood Hunters who stopped dead in their tracks and looked up. They raised their forelimbs towards the sky and their fangs started to drip in anticipation of the sweet flesh they were about to sink into. The Blood Hunters couldn’t fly, but they could jump and fling barbed hairs from their bodies. 

Each of their eight limbs had sharp claws for grasping prey, but they was nothing deadlier than their long hooked fangs and chelicera for tearing into flesh. Spinnerets on their abdomens allowed them to immobilize their foolish flying prey in web stronger than steel.

Just as Diego got within striking distance, Blood Hunters started to fling themselves at him knowing he was the king. His reflexes and blades moved in a flow of destruction as he limbs went flying all around him. It looked like a wood chipper had crashed into the Blood Hunters as their center column was devastated. From far behind, the King Blood Hunter Cozma watched. This had all been planned. Let the foolhardy Astarians crush the center while the Blood Hunter went around them and cut them and into the jungle. Cozma wanted to fight the Astarians in the jungle where his army could use the trees to jump around and trap the young warriors one by one. Cozma went with the column to the right and slipped into the jungle.

Diego had obliterated the center army and was at the cliff of the ravine. His chest heaving and full of spider quills. His powers of recovery enabled him to ignore the pain. He scrapped them off with his sword and looked back. Two groups had made it to the jungle. In fact Cozma had let Diego destroy his least skilled soldiers. Diego motioned for half his men to follow him to the right and other half went to the left. Justin should have gone off to the left, but hesitated and looked at the stone on his wrist. 

It was glowing red “Soon” It said

Justin decided to follow Diego and Florian off to the right but hung back in the distance.

The jungle was brutal for the Astarians. Just as Cozma had predicted the Astarian power of flight was limited in dense jungle. Cozma tossed his webbing and snared a proud young warrior as he flew by and landed on his back struggling to get untangled. Cozma jumped on the defenseless lad and sank his fangs into the proud chest. Astarian Blood was intoxicating and it was tempting to drain the boy immediately, but he simply paralyzed the boy and wrapped him up for later. Cozma couldn’t help lapping up a little of the semen leaking from the muscle buck’s cock, before proceeding to the next victim.

There he saw him. The most beautiful sight he had seen. The blond Diego was reckless and had travelled too far ahead of his guard and he was hopelessly isolated. Sweat dripped from every pore. His musky scent called to Cozma. Several Blood Hunters jumped at Diego and were quickly cut down. Cozma motioned to his bodyguards to surround Diego but not attack. Just spray webbing. It looked like it was snowing as sheets of webbing cascaded down around Diego. It was so thick Diego cast off his helmet and began flying upward slicing through the sheets. He was almost to the top of the jungle canopy, but his motions got slower and slower. He moved like a swimmer through mud. Cozma leapt at the blond muscle god and sank his fangs into Diego powerful left thigh and pumped as much nerve poison as possible. Diego felt the burning but his arms were above him and couldn’t slice downward to protect himself. Diego summoned his strength and his balls swelled with seed and power. He was able to transmute the poison into something inert. Cozma saw the powerful orbs glistening with sweat and knew what had to be done and indeed what he wanted to do. He sank both his fangs onto the orbs and began to grind the tender structures. 

Diego screamed “AAAAAHHH!!!!”

Florian heard the yell and immediately recognized Diego. He pulled his sword from a Blood Hunter and turned to fly in the direction of the yell. 

Justin was there. “Justin, what are you doing here?” 

Justin smiled “No time to explain. It sounds like our King needs us” 

Florian nodded and decided whatever happened he was glad his friend was here to help. 

“The sound came from this direction, FOLLOW ME! FOR THE KING!” 

Justin heard the stone say “NOW!” Justin flew onto Florian’s back and tackled him. 

Diego looked down at his ruined testicles. “NOOOO! MY SEED! MY POWER!” 

Lightening spasmed through his body and the power balled up in his chest. Diego through back his head has his cock began spurting the last of his seed in jets which Cozma drank up greedily. Diego opened his mouth wide and light shot out as the power of Astaria left him.

“WHAT THE FUCK?! AAAGH!” Florian yelled as he Justin’s powerful arms wrap around him. 

Justin held a glowing red stone against Florian’s powerful chest. They crashed to the ground as Florian tried to free himself. He couldn’t understand what possessed Justin to start wrestling. At the same time he felt his power being drained. Suddenly Justin released him and rolled away. Florian struggled with the red stone beaming from his chest when the lightening of Astaria struck him. It looked like the red stone swallowed the lightening. 

Justin heard the stone speak 

“THE POWER IS SUSPENDED. DEFILE THE INTENDED AND THE POWER IS YOURS” 

Florian looked to Justin for help but got kicked onto his belly. Florian felt his arms and legs get bound. Justin tossed the proud Florian over his shoulder and ran off.

Cozma ordered the retreat. He had achieved what he wanted. This was a hunt, not an invasion. The Blood Hunters gathered their prisoners and raced back to the ravine. Cozma held the beautiful Diego. Though he was dead he couldn’t part with him. He would wrapped up the broken King and would hang him in his throne room as a trophy.

Justin snuck back to the pond where he had found the stone

“BEHIND THE WATERFALL” spoke the stone. 

Justin walked up to the waterfall and passed through and found a tunnel. He walked deeper and deeper. He heard Florian moan softly. Justin gave his friend a pat on the butt. They came to cavern and it lit up with runes painted in the walls. In the middle of the cavern was a carved circle. 

“DROP HIM HERE. HE WILL BE POWERLESS” 

Justin dropped his proud friend in the circle and stepped away. Florian writhed on the floor in pain as his power was sapped. 

“YOU MUST PERFORM THE RITUAL OF DRAINING” Justin looked puzzled, how? 

“DEFILE THE VESSEL OF PERFECTION!” 

Justin felt his balls swell and his cock engorge with blood, and the head of his cock flared purple

Florian looked at Justin “GET THIS OFF OF ME! WE NEED TO FIND THE KING” 

Justin laughed “You know as well as I do, that the king is dead. You felt his power leave him when we fell to the ground. When we lost the power of flight, our king died. Now that power is destined for you. But now I’m going to take it from you. I’m sorry Florian, but this is the only way” 

Justin kicked Florian onto his belly and climbed on top of him. Justin’s cock was slick and sliding between Florian’s thighs. Florian stopped fighting the stone and tried to buck Justin off his back

“JUSTIN, THIS IS NOT OUR WAY! YOU WILL DISHONOR US BOTH!”

Justin wrapped his thighs around Florian and looped his arms underneath Florian’s armpits and behind his neck in a full nelson

“HURRY” the stone demanded. As they rolled around the stone lost a little of the Diego’s energy into Florian giving the young god power. Florian twisted and rolled to free himself from Justin

“NOW!” Justin put Florian in a choke hold and felt his friend slowly weaken until he almost passed out. Justin spread Florian powerful hips apart and plunged his meat scepter into Florian’s virgin ass. Florian moaned. The red stone regained control of Diego’s power and drained more energy from Florian

“SEED THE VESSEL!” Justin pumped his friend faster, not caring about the damage he was doing 

“I MUST HAVE THIS POWER” Justin balls finally tightened and his fuck meat shot cream hot loads into his friend’s guts. Justin was in ecstasy 

“BREAK THE VESSEL!” the rock demanded, Justin was still pumping “How?”

A stalagmite next to Justin started to glow red. It was a nasty looking rock with a sharp point

“No, I cannot. Let me give him a quick death” Justin pleaded 

“NO! THE VESSEL’S WILL MUST BE BROKEN” 

Justin pulled out of Florian and started to sweat. Could he do this to his friend? 

Florian rolled onto his back and looked at Justin “I WILL KILL YOU FOR THIS YOU ARE NO ASTARIAN”

Justin jumped onto Florian and knocked him out. He picked up the limp god and slowly raised him over the stalagmite. Florian was still gaping from this rape and Justin was able to lower Florian perfectly onto the tip of the stalagmite. Florian screamed as the rock penetrated his ass. Quickly Justin began pushing his friend down on the stalagmite. 

“STOP!” the rock demanded. The stalagmite was well within Florian and any further would have killed him off. Blood flowed from Florian’s ass.

As Florian tried to push himself off Justin pushed him down. Justin decided to grab Florian’s ankles and bind them to the waist. Florian knees pointed down but couldn’t grasp or raise himself off the stalagmite. 

Justin grabbed the wrists and bound them tightly to elbows. Florian had no way to save himself and tried to keep still to prevent himself from sinking further. Though trapped, Florian was still defiant

“YOU HAVE BETRAYED OUR PEOPLE! TRAITOR!” There was no greater insult.

Florian realized he needed help. He was being crucified in the most barbaric way on this stalagmite. He didn’t know how Justin knew he was destined to be the next king, but he believed it. Somehow Justin had used magic to discover the heir. He tried to summon the power as he had seen their King perform the ritual before him. He tossed his head back and focused. His balls started to swell with power.

The red stone on his chest started to glow brighter “HURRY” the stone said to Justin

Justin laughed “Sorry friend, I can’t let you summon the power” 

He grabbed Florian’s balls and squeezed. Florian glared at Justin as rage filled him. Justin felt the powerful seeders in his hands and squeezed each jewel. The sac was very tender, but still Florian seed built up and his blood began to boil with rage. 

The red stone on his chest was so bright, Justin could barely look at it “HURRY!” the stone commanded, Justin began to palpate the balls and crush them. The young god screamed and twisted in pain, which only made him sink deeper onto the stalagmite.

Florian yelled “BY THE POWER OF ASTARIA!” Lightening danced across his chest 

Justin realized Florian’s balls were too strong, so he grabbed Florian’s massive cock with one hand and started stroking the meat and sucking him off. His other hand pressed against the rock on Florian’s chest. Justin completed a circuit and the power of the stone pulsed through Justin and into Florian’s cock. Florian’s cock started to glow. Florian yelled as he felt his power swell up and he exploded his seed all over Justin’s mouth. Justin drank down the precious royal seed. Florian was defeated. Florian sagged in exhaustion. He had failed to summon the power.

Florian lifted his head “you have stopped me from using the one power, but you will never have it for your own. You are too twisted. The power is for a pure warrior. Release my life and let me go to my ancestors” 

Justin had come too far to back down. He picked up a rock and shattered it. He grabbed a shard and stabbed Florian in the navel. Florian lost focus from the pain and sank a little deeper onto the stalagmite. 

“AAAGHHH!!!” 

Justin pulled the shard out and reached in and grabbed the intestines and started to roll them up on the shard, slowly disemboweling Florian. Sweat poured from Florian as his guts were removed. Still he looked up as Justin and refused to yield. Justin grabbed another rock and broke it in two. He cupped Florian’s left nut with the two halves and started rotating the rocks crushing the nut.

Without his godlike powers, the nut was shredded into mush and sac torn to shreds. Florian screamed as his jewel was devastated.

Florian felt like he was losing his mind. He tried to remember the courage of his king. How proud he had been to have chosen for the Valiant 100. Now his king was dead. The stone on his chest was draining his power and stopping him from inheriting Diego’s. And worst of all he was being destroyed by his best friend. He held back tears at the thought of betrayal. How could one warrior do this to another. He watched as his last nut was cupped by the rocks and then the rocks rotated around shredding his last vestige of manliness. He tried to wretch in pain but he no longer had guts to throw up from. He was now a eunuch with a big cock.

Florian lost his mind and screamed “I GIVE. END ME! I BEG YOU!” 

With that, the stone pulled out the power from Florian and transmitted his power and Diego’s to Justin. Lightening coursed through Justin’s veins. Justin flexed and felt godlike. He had done it. He was now King of Astaria. The rock fell from Florian’s chest. Justin was drunk with power. He went up to his old friend and looked into his eyes. 

“You have suffered enough” Justin snapped Florian’s neck and pulled him off the stalagmite and tossed him aside like a rag doll. Justin kept flexing. His muscles never felt so amazing.

The power of Astaria was a gift from Helion. It made noble men, nobler. Strong men, more powerful. The brave, fearless. In the corrupted vessel of Justin, the power of light only made Justin more extreme. The destruction of Florian only made Justin hungry for more cruelty and more vengeful and more treacherous. He started laughing maniacally. Why should he lead a people that had always favored Florian over him? He started thinking not of leading Astaria but of becoming its greatest destroyer.

His only true friend was the stone. As Florian’s broken body lay in the middle of the circle, the stone began to light up. Florian’s blood activated the circle and opened a portal to the nameless city. Justin summoned his army of destruction. Out poured vile creatures of death. A black worm opened its mouth and started eating Florian’s body whole. Justin laughed at the sight as his ruined friend disappeared. Every kind of malformed creature of reptile, insect and amphibian started to form up in the cavern before the portal finally closed. Justin was their god. 

“Time for the hunt!”