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Children of the 21st Century would have no clue that what they were seeing was a school if they had viewed what was going on in this time when the ancient Greek city-states were in their prime. The scene was a clearing in a wood, and gathered were a small group of athletic young men in their prime of youthful vigor and health, muscled and handsome and healthy and robust, were sitting or lounging about as befit their characters and some even were cuddling each other (these were the days when male/male love was simply one facet of a life where sex was simply considered a healthy way to ease the groin and enjoy the company of another). Their garb was a simple length of white cloth that was draped about themselves, sometimes it exposed them rather intimately, but this was no problem as there wasn't a female in sight. Education on this level in this era was a male-only privilege, though women had their own form of education/instruction for their own realm of society on their own level. It wasn't as lopsided as one may think.
The young men had spent the cooler part of the morning in vigorous exercise and as the day had heated up, they had gathered here to rest and study the arts of learning that they would need, for these were the princes of the kings of the various cities and the sons of gods and demi-gods, with such names that future generations would recognize easily, there were Herakles, Jason, Asklepios, and Achilles. One of these was Prince Melanius of Kydonia who was resting comfortably, lying with his head against the rib cage of Thebius, who was lounging at a right angle to him and paying far better attention to their teacher than Melanius. In fact, Melanius was nearly about to fall asleep.
Their teacher was none other than the equally famous centaur Chiron, who gave them lessons in medicine, music, prophecy, and hunting. This frequently meant that they went on excursions and other exciting ventures, but today it was a boring lecture and the young men became rather restless. As young men do in such situations, they began to play pranks on each other and whispered among themselves, and Chiron tried to keep them engaged but soon found himself in a losing battle.
Chiron was far too wise to become irritable, he simply sighed and said, "The hour is approaching noon and the heat is becoming uncomfortable, as I know you are all aware. I am going to give you all a break until the solar zenith, at which time we will take our luncheon, after which we will journey into the forest where we will discuss the various kinds of mushroom that have restorative powers when plucked under the right phase of the moon."
Thebius gave his body a shuddering shake, which shook Melanius awake. "Who, what, what happened?" he asked Thebius.
"Wake up, we're getting a break from the lecture until lunch," Thebius told him. "I'm coated with sweat and so are you. I'll race you to the lake for a bath."
Melanius grinned. "You're on." He undid the clasp at his left shoulder which removed his cloth cloak and left him naked as the day he was born and the two lined up for a race. They went at the shared shout and dashed for the lake which was only two stadia (a distance of a quarter mile) from their clearing. Melanius ran as quick as he could and Thebius galloped at a goodly pace and the trees hindered both of them as they ran, and it was pretty much a dead heat when they both hit the water.
Melanius arrived at their destination, a small cliff that dangled over the lake a few feet and dove over into the water with a wild whoop of unfettered joy and parted the water with hardly a splash. Thebius paused and then jumped in and when Melanius came up for air, Thebius landed and his big splash doused Melanius heavily for Thebius was rather large to make such a body-slam dive.
Melanius sputtered and as Thebius came up, he cursed his friend with all the Furies and demons he could lay his tongue on. "You did that on purpose!" he accused his friend.
"And what if I did. Weren't you already wet?" Thebius laughed.
"That I was! And so are you, now!" Melanius splashed his friend and they engaged in the playful banter of two friends who knew each other far too well to ever be truly angry with each other.
Others had come to the lake, but the two swam a distance away and climbed out to lie on a small sandbank side by side under some shading trees. "I feel so much cooler now," Melanius sighed. "And a good bit more frisky," he said impishly as he laid a hand on Thebius' flank. "How about giving an old friend a ride?"
"Do I look like a horse to you?" snorted Thebius.
"Well..." Melanius drawled out, regarding his friend. This was a charged question, as Thebius, the nephew of Chiron, was a centaur. "You do and you don't," he decided to say.
"Hah!" was Thebius' answer to that. "No human has ever ridden me and I dare say none ever will!"
"Care to place a wager on that?" Melanius challenged.
"Wrestle you for it?"
Melanius considered their relative sizes and said, "I prefer challenges I have a chance of winning."
"Well, a line pull, then?"
Melanius considered this. A "line pull" wrestle was much like the "Indian wrestling" of today's games. Two lines were drawn in the sand so that the opponents would both stand at arm's length and be able to grasp each other's hands. Their feet would then be on the lines, and at the mark, both would try to pull the other off the mark without moving their own feet off the line. This sounds harder than it is, as the stationary feet takes a lot of the body's ability to flex out of the picture, it is strictly the arm and shoulder muscles of the right arm that are involved. This put the two on an equal standing. "Agreed," he said.
"What are the prizes?"
"If I win, I get a ride on your back," Melanius said.
"Agreed, and if I win, I get a ride on your back," Thebius said.
"I can't carry you on my back!" Melanius objected.
"I wouldn't be carried," Thebius' grin made his meaning very clear. So did the extrusion of his horse-like dong from his rear haunches, a long, thick, pendulous organ much the size of Melanius' forearm. It gleamed with the slimy fluid from the sac in which it rested.
Melanius gulped. "I'm not unknown to male anal love, but that is much larger than I have ever taken before," he objected.
"The fluid should ease the way for you, and you are not the first human male I have mounted," Thebius told him gently. "If you fear the odds, then I will not press you, but neither will I offer you a ride."
Melanius was torn between fear and pride. "The ride will have to be all the way up to the others, no dropping me off before we reach them, they all have to get to see it."
"That is fair," Thebius replied.
"Then..." Melanius thought he just might win this tug-of-war, of course, or he might not have said what he did next. "All right, you have yourself a bet."
Melanius knew full well that Thebius due to his build (a smallish horse but his human waist began where the horse's neck was) was a full foot higher than him, but he didn't realize the ramifications of that in this contest. When they called the start, Thebius simply bent his front body into a curve and lowered his human self to level with Melanius and brought his entire body mass into play on pulling on Melanius. Melanius tried to do the same, but it only let Thebius lower his own body more. Melanius lasted only about five seconds before he was slammed forward into Thebius, not only pulled off his mark but launched off his feet by the strength of the centaur's full body mass.
Melanius was furious. "This was not a fair match!" he exclaimed. "You were supposed to stand erect!"
"I was supposed to not move my front feet off the mark, and I did not. You saw."
"I...I..." Melanius foundered and sagged, "I have been outfoxed and outmaneuvered and outsmarted," he conceded. "I lose and I would not be a man if I denied that any longer. Very well, Thebius, I am yours to command. Shall I get on my hands and knees?"
"I think that would drop you too low," Thebius judged. "How about you wrap your arms around that tree trunk?" He pointed to a largish oak tree.
"Very well," Melanius sighed and went over to the tree. He gripped the oak and held on as Thebius, whuffling with his rut, came over and gripped one of the lower branches to let him rise up onto Melanius without crushing him with all his weight.
The oak tree was inhabited with a kindly Dru (the male version of a dryad) and he spoke to the hapless Melanius. "You seem to be in distress, young Melanius."
"I was foolish and made a foolish bet," Melanius said. "Now I must pay my debt or be disgraced by my people."
"Thebius is not unkind, but his manhood is too large for you. Let me assist you in this manner, my poor young prince." The Dru (whose name is lost to us) sent out his kindly magic and the sphincter of Melanius relaxed as the hefty, immense glans of Thebius drove toward it with more than the usual force a man would use for such a thrust (he was a centaur, after all). Melanius gasped as the prong hit his sphincter, but the Dru's magic was effective, and his anal muscles permitted this large globe of glans to slide into him, though it was akin to being pierced with a man's fist in size, for his glans was some three inches in diameter and it would have made even a man used to such anal abuse give out a howl. Melanius, however, only felt that he was very full of a huge, powerful, loving dong and he groaned and moaned the way he would have had an amply endowed but much smaller human man sent his own endowment into him.
"Huhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm!" he gasped as the thick, dong delved deeper and deeper into his body. Thebius' cock was over eighteen inches long and when compared to a true horse, he was diminutive in size, but for Melanius, he was being ravaged to the utmost. "Ahhhhh-ahhhhhh-ahhhhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" he cried out in his delight for the thick prong had his young prostate elevated and being buffeted to the utmost.
"Huffffffff, huffffffff, hufffffff!" Thebius snuffled in a manner most unhumanlike. "My desire for you is driving me to my baser desires. I will control myself as much as I can, but I may not be able to temper my lusts enough, and if I damage you, I can only apologize after!"
"Fear not," the Dru assured Melanius in words only the two of them could hear. "I will comfort you throughout this ordeal."
"You are very kind and I shall reward you in some way," Melanius declared.
Thebius began to thrust his hips at Melanius and true to his warning, he was not very kindly to Melanius, the rut of the beast had him truly in thrall. But the Dru was with him and helping him throughout and Melanius bore up well with his aid and even reveled in this rough handling of his human body, matching the whuffling grunts of the centaur groan for groan and gasp for gasp and moan for moan.
Thebius shifted his stance and Melanius was surprised to find the face of Thebius peering at him upside down to smile at him face-to-face. "You have surprised me, Prince of Kydonia, for I had not thought that you would bear up under my lustful lovemaking so well." he huffed as he kept slamming into the young man. "Are all the men of Crete so adept at lovemaking with the beasts of the field?"
"Well, one or our Queens became enamored of a sacred bull but that was because she ran afoul of a God and was cursed," Melanius panted, for he was rapidly rising in his orgasm. "I am enjoying this immensely but the reason is not one I feel comfortable in explaining just now." He was unsure how much the Dru wished to reveal himself.
"Wise Melanius," the Dru said. "We and the centaurs have an uncomfortable truce and it is better we keep secret from them. I give you this as a permanent gift to let you enjoy such sex whenever you wish and wherever you go, use it wisely, but secretly, for you are but a human and some are of a size that you would explode from within if they were to insert themselves into you."
"I thank you," Melanius said and the Dru blessed him with the gift which Melanius felt flow into him.
It was good that the Dru gave him this, for Thebius said, "If you are willing, I would change this position for one more flexible, might I bind your body to mine underneath, so that my fucking of you can be more relaxed?"
"I am yours to do with as you desire," Melanius panted.
Thebius used a length of vine to wrap Melanius to his own undercarriage, with the man facing him instead of facing away and still impaled on the huge prong, and he said, "Now I shall show you another function of my movement." And Thebius began to walk about with Melanius still pinned to him with the cock inside his ass.
Every movement caused Melanius to rock back and forth and the cock slipped in and out as he rocked, and the motions were indescribably exquisite. Thebius arrived at a clearing different than the one where Chiron had gathered and he moved into a trot, and this moved the cock faster in and out of Melanius who moaned and gasped and grunted and wheezed. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" at each bump of the centaur's hooves.
The trot became a canter and the cock was moving even faster, as was Melanius' moans, he was groaning, "Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!" as he moved.
Thebius was also whuffling more and more as he felt the effects of his cock being stimulated by the young prince's tight ass on his shaft, and he broke into a full gallop, and the speed of the cock was now a blur in the young royal's butt, and Melanius had no choice but to give to the centaur his ultimate gift, that of climax!
"AH-AH-AH-AH-AH, AHHHHHHHHHH-HAH-AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Melanius cried out as he ejaculated, splattering the horse belly of Thebius copiously with the hot man spooge in the quantity only the young human male can generate.
Thebius was also transported to his own height by the rapidity of his cock's jabbing motions, and he muttered out, "HUFF-HUFF-HUFF-HUFF-HUFF-HUFF-SNORRRRRRRRRR-RRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTT-HUFFHUFFHUFFHUFFHUFFHUFFF!"
"OH, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH, OHHHHHHHHHHH!" Melanius sobbed as his passion drained him and he was exhausted and lay limpid in the sling under Thebius' sweaty body.
"HUFF! HUFF! HUFF! HUFF! HUFF! HUFF!" Thebius snorted as his own delight dwindled. He staggered and nearly fell. He managed to keep his feet long enough to disengage the sling and Melanius fell to the ground, but still held to Thebius by the thick cock and Thebius kindly pulled him loose and laid him on the soft grass and then laid beside him, whuffling alongside his lover.
"Oh, man, that was better than I thought it would be!" Melanius said.
"That's putting it mildly. How did you manage to withstand me, I thought you would be completely wrecked, the prior human was!" Thebius said. He realized his words and said, "I am sorry, my thought was you would request that I stop, and you didn't, then I lost my control, as I told you."
"We were both foolish," Melanius assured you. "I was foolish to ask you, a proud centaur to let me ride your back like a common horse. I will not ask again." He struggled to rise and realized that he was not all that pliable after the rough treatment. "But I am not certain I can walk, either."
"You don't have to, my dearest, dearest friend." Thebius said. He gripped the young prince and put him on his back and let him ride astride him back to the clearing where Chiron was.
"Ho, Uncle, my friend Melanius needs your medical care, he and I were playing and I fear I have injured him."
Chiron came over and was appalled. "Nephew, how many times must I tell you to never try to mate with a human male! You have caused his anal cavity a great deal of damage!"
The other princes heard this and great rough hilarity ensued. Melanius was quick to defend Thebius, admitting that it was a bet and he agreed to it thinking he could win it easily and was a fool for doing so "so I got just what I deserved."
Melanius remembered the aid of the Dru and gave him an appropriate gift, which was a packet of his night soil which he buried at the oak's base where the dru's roots could feed upon it. One must remember that for the oak tree, this was the absolute best of gifts to receive.
As for the pair of lovers, neither of them was punished and Melanius was quickly healed of his wounds which were in fact minor and such that any man having his first anal intercourse might suffer. But when he ventured forth into adventure, he was known as "Melanius the Impaled," and few knew the real reason for that moniker, save the heroes who were with him and Chiron on that fateful day.
THE END
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