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I laid in the baths, my head leaning back and my eyes were closed as the steam kissed my tired body. Training with Anera had been tiring. It was not only taxing on the body but also on the mind and I was paying my due. Even though I was going to be the next Chief, it was no reason to hold back. At least, that is what my Elder thought.

For the past four days, Anera had me do sparring. We wrestled in mud, in the snow, and in the Great River. It was freezing since the river was fed from the glacial mountains but I never felt so alive. My youth allowed me to be somewhat limber and I gained the upper hand on Anera several times. When our bodies were tired and our muscles taunt, Anera would bathe me and use the moment to get close. He was smaller than me, but not by much. His beautiful, brown fur sparkled in the river's water and his eyes were as blue as the most glorious sapphires. We made love on the river bank more times than I could count and I could still feel the tenderness from it.

There was movement in the corner of my vision and I saw Neokar undressed and proud. His shaft hung low over a pair of generous balls and his member flopped with each step. Instead of being burly like the others, Neokar was built more lean and slender. He was still dashing, however.

He walked as if he predicted each step he would take the morning before and his poise was dignified. He was adorned in jewelry. There was a thick, gold cockring that was around Neokar's shaft and the pattern that it had was one that only belonged to an advisor to the Chief. He had nipple rings but they were bars instead of loops and his septum ring that tousled with each step he took had small rubies along the metal. It was superior craftsmanship and highlighted the Gold Master's skills. It only further bolstered my desire to receive my own.

The Gold Master had pierced me yesterday. The areas were tender but no longer sore due to an ointment he used in order to numb the various areas. My nipples, ears, and septum each received the Gold Master's offerings and I was attended to by my Elder with herbs in order to control the pain. I felt nothing from the ordeal besides a pleasant tingling. The thought of what jewelry he had prepared was more exciting than any nuisance that the piercings provided.

"Good afternoon, Tysius," Neokar chirped with a pleasant tone to his voice. The bull walked forward to dip one hoof into the hot spring. He gave a pleasant sigh and moved to sit himself down at the edge. His fur clashed against the wet, smooth rock and the steam brought out the gold that the young bull wore. He couldn't have been more than twenty suns but Fentrin blessed him well. The Gods always had plans for those who were wise enough to read the language of the lands that they created and I had a feeling that Fentrin was directly involved in giving Neokar foresight.

"Hello brother," I replied and raised my right paw in greeting. He smiled and gestured for me to put my paw down.

"No need to be so formal with me. You know my name. We are no longer boys and have earned our names. Even the Elders will reveal their names to us and especially to you...my Chief," Neokar assured and moved closer to me. He placed a hand on my left shoulder and squeezed it softly.

I snorted and shook my head. "I'm not your Chief yet. Please, do not use such a lofty title on me. I have not even received my jewelry." There was a tinge of jealousy to my voice. I did not want to come off as a whiny cub but the suspense was killing me. Watching the other four become outfitted as tradition and having the Gold Master's undivided attention on them was as wonderful as it was foreshadowing.

When Neokar looked hurt by my comment, I brought my paw up to rub across his outer thigh. "I'm sorry. I do not mean to act so spoiled. I want to look like you. I want to accept my place among my people and do what the Gods intend for me to."

Neokar relaxed and the smile that he had before returned. The steam from the hot springs was not the only thing that warmed my heart and I watched him bring his body down into the water. Our shoulders touched for a moment before he turned to face me and took a step forward. We were chest to chest and I felt something push up against my member. I chuckled and brought my arms around his waist to pull him closer and he did not protest.

"I didn't know apologies meant grinding against me," I added with a cheeky grin. Neokar was still beaming from ear to ear. The smile wasn't overwhelming either and had a charm to it. Not only could Neokar win people over through his speeches but also through his body.

"Well, I know how stressed you are. Perhaps there are ways I can help relieve it before you receive your rings?"

I chortled. "Oh?"

Neokar raised an eyebrow and tilted his head.

"It's funny, Anera said a similar thing before laying me out on the shore of the river," I replied.

"It seemed we both shared a common desire, but mine is focused more on what you can offer here..." Neokar disclosed and grinded up against me. His eyes grew serious for just a moment; a fiery hunger clouding them. The look was gone as quick as it came and Neokar giggled.

"You look surprised."

"I am just not used to everyone attending to me," I said honestly.

"You lived so humbly, my Chief. But remember what you control now."

Neokar leaned forward and planted a kiss on my cheek. I blushed, my ears folding down and I looked away towards the water. When his soft lips left me, I looked back at Neokar to see him with that same intensity as before. There was a shiver that went down my spine but I steeled myself. Whatever small amount of fear was bottlenecked into pure arousal. Like a spire, my cock shot up and at attention and Neokar only rolled his hips harder against my crotch.

"Remember that we are an extension of your power. Your wants and desires are ours. We are yours to command and we will not waver with any conviction. So, with that in mind..."

Neokar shifted himself to line up my cock with his hole. "Do you wish for me to please you, Tysius?"

"Y-yes..." I stammered out. My heart was hammering in my chest now and Neokar's heartbeat synced with my own. We were like water flowing, our individual pieces making up the whole. He leaned forward and kissed me passionately on the lips, his tail lifted, and in a smooth movement of his hips, I hilted deep inside of him. It was a warm embrace and I groaned in need as he squeezed around my endowment. Neokar was the first to break the kiss to leave me panting and digging into his hips. He seemed pleased with himself.

"I was already prepared for you, my Chief. I knew you would want me before it even became a thought. I want you to make me yours, Tysius. Please...."

Before I could give a response, the sound of running echoed through the springs. The hoove falls hit the floor, not caring if anyone around heard them coming.

"Clear!"

Dujar appeared through the archway that led into the spring and right when he was close enough, he launched himself into the air and brought his legs close to his chest. Aiming for some of the deeper pools, Dujar landed with a hard splash and Neokar and I were splashed with a wave of water.

When Dujar swam back up, he was smiling from ear to ear and had to face a glaring Neokar.

"Unnecessary," Neokar hissed.

The smile that Dujar had faded and soured. He crossed his arms and moved towards the rock section that separated our pool from his. Even though his pool was deeper than ours, he had no trouble swimming towards us. Water dripped down his broad body and over his muscles. His fur was of a darker black which signified his birth; he came from the south where the sun was much more intense. His chocolate brown eyes also protected the inner mechanisms from damage.

"You are no fun, Neokar," the larger of the three bulls scoffed. "I did not mean to interrupt you two...if that soured your mood."

His eyes scanned over us, specifically lingering on the way my hands were invisible below the waterline. Dujar smirked, the gold ring around his tail taunting me and my eyes followed it for a moment. Neokar got up off of me. He did not make a face when my cock left his warm hole and he turned on his hoof to face Dujar with a gracefulness only capable by a bull of his stature. I cursed whatever trickster God led Dujar here.

"No, that did not sour my mood," Neokar replied with a huff as he rested beside me. "You shouldn't be so crass around our Chief."

"He isn't our Chief yet, however. He does not have his gold..."

Neokar bristled and I knew it was in my interest to intervene. Especially since Dujar's eyes were now locked on mine. Why was he being so...forward?

"That's enough, Dujar," I said without hesitation. His eyes widened in surprise.

Dujar grinned, amusement on his face at getting a rise out of me.

"You know that Tysius will not receive his gold until it is finished," Neokar frowned. "It is no easy task for the blacksmith to melt the other metals into it. His is special, being made w-"

Dujar groaned and shook his head. "Neokar, I know what it is made with. I'm going to be the Chief's next blacksmith. I will be making him new jewelry for the rest of his life. You think I don't know the mixtures that Tysius' is made from?"

Neokar went quiet. His head was low and he looked up at Dunjar like he was a bully that just stomped out his favorite resting spot.

"I am aware, Dunjair. Callousness does not suit you," Neokar tisked.

I was quiet, watching the two with my arms at the barrier of the bath. I could have intervened. After all, Dunjar did interrupt a very private moment and then insulted me, but it felt best to allow the ones closest to figure out their own problems. Noekar would seem more offended if I came to his aid rather than allow him the chance to defend himself.

"You hardly have anything to be so offended over. Both of you," Dunjar scoffed.

Dunjar's eyes looked over me and he had that devilish smirk on him. With his larger, imposing figure and those fiery eyes, I would have seen him more as a resident athlete rather than in the Chief's palace. He spread his legs and made himself comfortable across from Neokar and I.

"Besides, I was only kidding. Tysius was chosen for a reason just like I was and like we all were. Who says I can't have a little fun?"

I could tell he wanted attention. Something about him screamed it. The way Dunjar looked at me told me that he was bored more than anything else. I huffed, the snort sending a blast of warm air into the even warmer waters.

I stepped forward to Dunjair, my posture straight and courageous even though I was shorter and not as stocky as the blacksmith.

"Neokar does not deserve your spite, Dunjar. The palace is no place for such bravado."

Dunjar's once relaxed pose shifted. He looked at me with a glare that held venom. "What is that I hear from a wannabe Chief?"

"A lot coming from someone in my same position. What kind of celestial blacksmith are you? You aren't even behind an anvil...no sweat on your brow f-"

Dunjar shot up. I knew I had taken it too far when he was barreling towards me. I barely had enough time to register Neokar who dived in between us.

"Enough! This is no way for the nobility to act...."

Dunjar snorted, his hot breath against my face. "I was only teasing. It was Tyrius that insulted my craft!"

I chuckled which only made Dunjar's anger simmer even more. "Keep that smirk on and I'll wrestle you down to the floor when we spar later!"

"I said, that is enough!"

For being such a small advisor, Neokar's roar was loud enough to shake the foundations of the bathing chambers we were in. Both of us paused, looking at the smaller bull between us. Even when naked, the look he had on was pure authority. I swore now that he had half a mind to drag us by our ears to a time-out square.

"Both of you are acting like spoiled children. Have you forgotten what our purpose is here? You need energy corrections." I was about to protest when Neokar held up a finger.

"Both of you!"

Dunjar was about to speak up when a nimble finger was placed right on his lips.

"No! No words. You both will follow me..."

When I started to open my mouth again, Neokar's other finger came forward to my own muzzle and his eyes bore into mine.

"No..."

His finger pushed.

"Words..."

Neokar motioned us out of the tub and with our bodies still dripping with water and as naked as the day we were born, he led us out into the palace. The other bull's around us paid no mind; they were servants that had seen it all but Strongarm, who was meditating in the main room, opened up an eye when he heard us coming. His legs were crossed on the marble and his large form looked odd surrounded by even larger golden statues to the Gods. It reminded me of when the Elders told us what was expected of us as we were given our roles. It felt so long ago.

"My Gods!"

He jumped when all three of us strolled by him and he blushed when they fell upon our wobbling cocks and balls. He wore a simple white tunic that did little to hide his own thick manhood which peeked out of the side of the cloth and an olive branch crown was on top of his head.

The green leaves of the olive branch clashed against his beautiful brown fur and the smaller bull looked over the three naked and still dripping wet bulls. There was a clear curiosity in his eyes as he watched us follow Noekar.

There were several other murmurs by nobles, but we took no shame in our forms and neither did they. I could catch some of their whispers. They were either admiring our form or jealous of what we had between our legs. As we walked, my cock would casually slap the side of my thigh to remind me of how big I truly was. The balls that were between my legs were filled with the God's generous contributions to my body.

Dunjar was equally as endowed although he had larger balls than me. If I was not standing to his side, I would probably be admiring them. I was not jealous, but there was a tinge of curiosity. The older bull was still fuming, his arms crossed as he walked and the gold that looped in his nipples and jingled on his tail glimmering in the sunlight that managed to stream through the top of the roof.

Sunlight streamed in from the destination in front of us. The cool marble below our hooves transitioned into simple stone and then into dirt. The walls surrounded an atrium and a cold breeze made its way through. Our rough hide protected us from the bite of the winds and our fur kept the uncomfortable frigid air from seeping into our bones.

The walls surrounding the atrium were built with a trellis and winter ivy crept up along the wooden walls. No one knew how the ivy survived but the tenacious plant had created a home on the mostly desolant mountain. It also had a unique property. Our Elders, in their wisdom, figured the leaves to be fantastic blockers of the cold wind while also allowing sunlight down to the floor. Most of the atrium was covered in the ivy which crept up towards the ceiling but the ivy continued to grow up to the sky. It linked itself in the middle like one large bridge but the cracks between the leaves still allowed sunlight to filter down.

With this marvelous plant, we could cultivate food but this atrium was more tasteful for the senses. Flowers of every color and variety grew along the edges. Grasses plucked from the prairie tickled our ankles as we walked forward and the sweet smell of the nectar entered our sinuses. The death, cold, and snow that was on the mountain could not choke out the life we have made in the area.

Neokar stopped and turned around to us. I gave a soft moo when his own soft, supple ass and cute tail was replaced with round balls and a thick cock that flopped over them. The soft sound of water hitting rocks hit our ears. My breathing started to slow and my pulse thumped in my chest but not with the same intensity as before. I could still feel the anger towards Dunjar from before but instead of being a simmering rage, it was dulled.

"Do you know why I have brought you to the atrium?"

Dunjar looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. "Therapy?"

"No, you dingus."

Neokar stepped to the side. What his body initially blocked were two tables. Each one had a soft cloth draped over it and pillows that lined the bottom. The tables were long and wide enough to fit one bull comfortably. A small stand was set up in the middle which had a clay decanter. My nose could pick up the smell even with my golden septum ring on; the natural scent of oil.

The scent was unmistakable. I had a hunch of what was coming but I did not have any idea of the extent of what it was at the time. Neokar took a step forward, his arms behind his back in a casual stance as if he was inspecting a problem that needed to be solved. His analytical gaze looked over us carefully.

"Your energies are misaligned. The bond between you two is as sour as the most rancid of grapes," Neokar said with no hesitation to his voice. Neokar stepped forward again until he was right between us. He looked towards Dunjar.

"Your stubbornness is what is giving you trouble...among other things," Neokar frowned.

Dunjar blushed at being called out so callously and his tail flicked nervously. "I would not have done anything I-"

"Shhh."

Neokar's tone was firm as if he was scolding a child.

"No more of that."

Dunjar cleared his throat. When Neokar's eyes turned to me, it felt as if my heart was dunked in ice. Neokar stepped close enough so that I was the only one to hear him.

"And you need to understand your bulls before leading them, my Chief. It is...uncouth of you to try to direct what you do not yet understand. However...."

Neokar smiled. "I know that you have the capabilities to fill your role and succeed. I tell this to you in confidence. It would be rude for an advisor to not advise, yes?"

I nodded. The point was clear and concise and straight to the point. It was clear why Neokar was chosen to be my advisor.

"Good. Now..."

Neokar stepped away from both of us and towards the tables. "These are where you will rest. Both of you, come forward and lay face down on the table. Your heads will be placed on the pillow to ensure no discomfort and allow yourself to adjust to your position. I must attend to your energies at once."

Dunjar and I looked at one another. Was this a medical emergency? Neither of us knew how to respond but Dunjair's deer-in-headlights look was replaced by a smirk and his tail started to wag behind him excitedly.

"Alright, I'm game for whatever energy magic what's-it..."

"Energy alignment..." Neokar said with an exasperated tone.

I chuckled and walked forward. As I got closer, it started to become clear what this "energy alignment" entailed. The table was cushioned with the pillows rather than they were uncomfortably placed on top. As Dunjar climbed onto it, it creaked due to his weight but when he flopped down onto the top, I noticed something dangled underneath.

His uncut cock hung below the hole in the table and I got the perfect side view. It was just big enough to allow his pelvis purchase on the table and the cloth did not give him any irritation as it flopped below and hung over what appeared to be a bucket to catch....fluids.

Dunjar was grinning from ear to ear. "I think I am going to like this..."

Neokar rolled his eyes as he swirled his fingers in the oil that laid inside the decanter. "Lay down, my Chief. I will attend to you personally."

"Very well," I said with a bit of a purr to my voice as I lined my cock up with the hole. It took a similar position to Dunjar's and I let my head lay into the pillows. It was relaxing to set myself down into the cushions but there was something about the darkness that crossed my vision that added an extra flare to it. I rolled my hips and adjusted my posture. My cock slapped against the bottom of the table and my balls flopped about.

"Who will take care of me then?" Dunjar's voice cut through the atrium. I could sense Neokar's smile from here.

"Strongarm will help you..."

My ears flicked curiously when I heard those extra footsteps. They were a little more reserved and shy. I could hear the larger bull's own shyness coming through even in his steps.

"I can?"

Neokar's chuckle was low and mischievous. "Of course. Hold out your hands."

Neokar poured a generous helping of oil into Strongarm's hands and started to rub his own hands into Strongarm's own. "Energy isn't something that can be seen. It must be felt. The fact you were so interested means your fate is now tied with these two and I think Dunjar would be perfect for those nimble hands of yours."

"O-okay..." Strongarm blushed as Neokar held his hands together with a calm smile. "I think I can do that..."

"Good."

Neokar turned on his heel and walked towards me. I could feel his presence hovering above me and I shuffled in my position. Strongarm started right up next to Dunjar's neck and the more dominant bull huffed.

"If you are going to rub me, do it," Dunjar barked, but his more strict posture was juxtaposed against his own thick cock dripping down on the floor below. Strongarm yipped and Neokar frowned.

"Dunjar, play nice or I will switch with Stongarm and we will do stretches instead. You will not find me pleasant if we have to do yoga."

There were a couple of grumbles from the table next to me and Strongarm's tail flicked happily.

"Now Strongarm, make sure to follow my lead," Neokar smiled and I soon felt a touch on the back of my neck. It was firm but precise and I instinctively tensed. Neokar clicked his tongue and he pressed his hand deeper into my neck. The oil sinked into my skin and there was a cooling sensation that spread across my spine. I instinctively groaned as he pressed in. Neokar seemed pleased with the announcement.

"That's good, my Chief."

Dunjar was quiet on the other side even though Strongarm mimicked the motion perfectly. He bit his lip and kept the moan stifled.

"You are so stiff, Dunjar," Strongarm naively said out loud and the bull underneath his palm gave him a quick glare. Strongarm immediately stopped, a red blush filling his cheeks and his hands began to move down to the solid trapezius muscle that rolled and flexed.

On my end, my massage moved downward ever so carefully. Neokar's hands moved along my spine and each push made me groan and my cock jump instinctively. Dunjar was not faring well either. His cock dripped steadily into the bucket below which gave a small plunk with each hit.

"The oil is doing its job," Neokar commented as his eyes scanned across my form. They were now moving across my arms. The oil left slicken fur in its wake and brought out the muscle underneath while also providing such a warm, pleasant feeling. I adjusted myself, my cock still jumping with each movement of Neokar's hands across my arms. He admired my biceps with a smile.

"Mmmm, what wonderful biceps. However, I can feel a buildup of tension..."

He pressed at a particular knot and I grunted.

"Right here. This will not do."

His hands moved in a way I could not explain. His mystical knowledge of anatomy was like an extension of himself and I was like putty in a master sculptor's hands. When I felt his hands start to move in and back to my shoulders, my breathing was slow and I was ready for more.

"You seem to be more relaxed," Neokar said with a grin. "Just relax and let me do all the work."

Neokar's hands moved down towards my right shoulder blade and I felt him push into it. Another knot unraveled and I gave a small moo. When Strongarm mimicked the motion, Dunjar gave a soft sigh. Strongarm smiled over at Noekar like a proud student who just solved something difficult and Neokar nodded.

"Keep going, Strongarm. He is responding better now. We must make sure to push all negative energies out..."

The rest of the massage went just as smooth as it started. With each stroke, it felt like I was becoming lighter. As if someone was taking a heavy weight off my shoulders. No one seemed to mind my cock was out and kept slapping up against the table and it was not like Dunjar was any better. We were both pent up. The week had been tough on both of us and we both needed tender care.

"Strongarm, a little lower," Dunjar mumbled and Strongarm's hands moved off course of Neokar's. When Strongarm looked over with a nervous glance, Neokar gave him another reassuring nod.

"Do what he feels, Strongarm. Your hands appear to have an effect on him."

Dunjar gave Neokar a challenging gaze but it softened when Strongarm pressed down into his lower back. The bull sighed and adjusted his back.

"Yeah, that's it, boy."

Strongarm bristled. "I am not a boy."

Dunjar chuckled. "No need to....ooooOH!"

Strongarm found a spot on the teasing bull. One that was a particularly big knot right on the side of his hip and Dunjar shivered and swore.

Neokar chuckled. "Do not tease the one who has you in his grasp, Dunjar."

"I certainly won't," I said with a breathy groan when Neokar moved to my left arm. He was already working across the forearm and kneading gently on each of the small knots along the way.

Neokar snorted.

The advisor climbed up onto the table, straddling my legs. I felt his weight shift and he worked up along my arm and towards my shoulder like before.

Neokar leaned forward and a warm breath tickled my ear. "How about I work on your lower back and get to your ass, hmm?"

I shivered and my ears flicked as another warm breath moved past.

"Yes please."

Strongarm blushed as he saw Neokar member kiss right up against the tight muscle of my ass and he looked over enticingly at Dunjar's own muscular backside.

"Umm, Dunjar..."

"Yeah, go ahead," Dunjar grumbled with a blush as if he knew what the shy Strongarm was going to ask. Strongarm looked like a small child who was given a new toy. His eyes shined with excitement as he stripped out of his robe and climbed right up onto the massage table. He assumed a similar position to Neokar.

Neokar's hands started to become bolder. His touches turned into obvious gropes as he explored my muscle and I humored him by flexing my back and making him huff into my ear. His cock was in between my two cheeks, smothered between the two globes and I could feel him teasingly thrust against me. I did not mind the attention and I would arch my back from time to time. Strongarm seemed to take initiative from his new teacher and worked his hands across Dunjar's back and rump.

"Mmmm, you feel so wonderful, my Chief but as much as I would like to use this oil to continue to pleasure myself, I have other matters I must attend to," Neokar sighed and hesitantly got off of me. It was clear he wanted to continue his fun but I had a feeling he had something else in mind.

My cock leaked down into the bucket below and my hole was covered in oil. My body glistened in the sunlight that streamed in above us and I was ready for more. Strongarm did not seem to hear what Neokar had said, only concentrating on rutting against Dunjar. Their bodies moved in tandem, the younger bull on top rubbing in the oil with his cock and abs. It was clear that Dunjar did not mind and would encourage Strongarm with growls and low grunts.

"Ahem."

Neokar cleared his throat and Strongarm blushed. "S-sorry. He put me up t-to it..."

"Uh huh. You were grinding against me as you rubbed me down, little one. I just happened to provoke you a bit further."

Neokar was not ashamed of the behavior and nor was he upset. "Strongarm, we must finish the ritual. Attend to Dunjar's legs. It seems you have already worked over his backside."

Strongarm bowed his head from his position. "Yes sir."

The two got up off of both of us which I was disappointed to say. They started to work the oil into our legs and along our thighs. We were almost one-hundred percent covered by now. Their hands worked with speed and authority as if commanding our bodies back into line. I was so relaxed that I thought I would sink into the plush of the table. When Neokar got to my ankles, his touch started to slow. His fingers trailed back up my calves and up towards my hamstrings. I could feel him linger just below my rump and he opened his palm to grope the muscle.

"Mmm, now we must release all that bad energy. It lays inside of your bones since we kneaded it out of your muscles. Stay still and allow us to extract it from you."

I heard some shuffling but I could not tell what the two were up to. My tail flicked excitedly and I was ready for more. Although I did not know what they meant by extracting bad energies, I knew that it would not hurt. Neokar was a specialist in healing and even if that meant there would be pain at times, I knew that I was in good hands as long as Neokar took care of my needs. From his tone, it sounded like it would be nothing too horrible.

I felt his hand brush my cock. I could not see if it was actually him but even if he did not spend time massaging me, I would have made a guess based on his touch alone. The oil from his hands slickened my shaft. When he gripped it, the head throbbed up with need and pre leaked down.

Dunjar was starting to get a little more vocal.

"Ahh, your hands are so soft, Strongarm. I think we should call you Softhands next," he teased and Strongarm's hand moved ever so slowly down to Dunjar's balls. He rolled them in his palm.

"Mmm, you have such nice balls."

"Heh, thank you," Dunjar said with a proud smile. "I grew them myself."

"Would be a shame if I squeezed the life out of them."

Dunjar squirmed as Strongarm's grip tightened slightly.

"Ow, ow...okay, jeez."

The younger bull chuckled happily. "Mmm, let me kiss it better."

Dunjar mooed happily as Stongarm's lips met his balls and he opened up his mouth to pop one in before moving onto the other orb. He rolled them along his tongue and tasted the light musk that lingered even after the bath. Strongarm then licked up along the bottom of Dunjar's shaft before reaching the bull's thick tip and letting it pop into his mouth.

"Oh Gods..." Dunjar groaned and his nails dug into the table.

I was in a similar position. Neokar had lathered by low-hanging orbs in strings of saliva before he pulled away and wrapped his hand around my cock. I groaned. My hips moved as if pulled on a string which only made me push deeper into Neokar's soft, oil slickened hands. His hand barely moved, only focusing on the most sensitive parts and my foreskin came up along the multitude of nerves on the head of my cock with each stroke.

"We must let out the energy and the best way to do so is to have it all congeal to a single point," Neokar explained as he stroked my member. His grip was just firm enough to feel as if I was sinking into something warm and tight while also light enough to bring me to the edge.

I did not care what his explanation was. The constant touching, teasing, rubbing, and then the oil was sending me closer to my tipping point. The balls between my legs slapped against Neokar's hand with each stroke and the cocky advisor had a pleased smirk on his face.

"There you go. Give in. Let me get all those bad energies out," Neokar cooed. Neokar's eyes followed my balls with each slap and the bull maneuvered himself around. He lined his mouth up with my balls and his warm lips kissed them as they flew back to meet his face. Sweat, oil, and my musk marked Neokar with each slap of my full balls against his face and he stopped stroking for a moment to dive his face in. He lathered my balls in saliva, licking across them with his tongue like a hungry beast in need of nourishment. From my position, the only thing I could do was happily comply.

Meanwhile, Strongarm's mouth was around Dunjar's cock. The more dominant bull was struggling against the table, trying to push more of his cock into his attendant's warm muzzle. Strongarm tasted Dunjar on his lips and reveled in it. Dunjar's cock was particularly pleasant underneath his foreskin which his tongue dived into to lick around. A small tongue bulge was the only evidence of Strongarm's movements and Dunjar had to stifle himself from grunting and groaning. Several smaller, quieter sounds came out of him especially when Strongarm practically engulfed all ten inches of pure bull. Down Dunjar's cock went into the sweet tightness of Strongarm's throat and the fellitio expert's tongue danced around the bottom of Dunjar's shaft to lick across it as it pushed deeper.

"You feel good, Strongarm. Keep going," Dunjar complimented. It was the first one that he had uttered in true bliss this whole, blissful meeting but I had a feeling it wouldn't be the last. Neokar made it to my cock now, his mouth opening to easily take my offering. I was immediately surrounded by his warmth and tightness. His hand may have felt incredible but it had nothing on Neokar's mouth.

In and out my cock went and I tried to move my head to watch the expert massager work me over but I couldn't. His mouth was like a vice of silk and I was wrapped in it. I squirmed on the table when his tongue licked across the head of my cock and gave an encouraged moo. When Neokar pulled away to leave my cock dripping wet with saliva, I rolled my hips against the table.

Neokar started to stroke my cock again and I could hear Dunjar's voice beginning to get higher pitched in the background. Strongarm's mouth worked faster, his head bobbing becoming more wild. I looked down at the floor and could barely make out Neokar's hard cock and I figured that Strongarm was just as hard too. Neokar had a beautiful endowment. It was one fit for his advising role and for making sure whatever negative energies that were inside me had no choice but to get released.

"Give in," my brain sang as Neokar's right hand moved across my shaft. "Give him everything."

My balls started to pull up towards my body and Neokar smiled. "Excellent, Chief. You are doing wonderful. Now it is time for me to take in your energy and house it..."

I did not know what he meant but gave a happy sigh when his mouth wrapped around my cock. At the same time, I heard a roar from my right. I knew what had occurred. I could imagine Dunjar's cock spasming between his legs as Strongarm tried to take in the thick load but he could barely keep up. I heard a splosh and a couple of coughs as Strongarm pulled away and several streaks of cum flew across Strongarm's face and dribbled down his muscular pecs and chest. Some of it splattered into the bucket that was below the crouching bull. There was another cough and another splatter of cum which streaked across Strongarm's face.

Looking over at Neokar, the young bull's face was a mess. "I-I got him to finish!"

Neokar smiled around my cock and he quickened his paces. The musk from Dunjar finishing hit my nose and the little groans that Dunjar gave when Strongarm wrapped his right hand around the finished bull's still throbbing and hopping maleness made me shiver. My tail flicked excitedly, my ass flexing and my body contracting. It was like a river barreling through a tight current. I knew what would occur next and gritted my teeth.

Unlike Strongarm, Neokar swallowed the ten huge shots of cum. He did not move a muscle as my cock pulsed in his throat and he calmly breathed through his nose as I climaxed. Each pump went straight down into his stomach and my advisor was hard and leaking. He was almost proud as he pulled away and I was left a panting mess.

"Good work, Strongarm."

Neokar got up from under the bench and stood tall over me. I could feel his presence looming over mine like he was pondering something. His hand caressed my left asscheek, squeezing it and watched as Strongarm went back to nuzzling Dunjar's balls.

"Keep that up, boy," Dunjar growled and shifted his hips as he tried to grind his balls down into Strongarm's teasing muzzle. "You'll get another load down your throat if you do."

Neokar shook his head. "That is enough, Strongarm. We must continue with the ritual and it is time to fill these two with our own essence."

The fingers resting on my ass moved in and I jumped when they pushed at my hole. Two of them slipped in easily. From the oil and my relaxed state, they pushed in deeper and deeper until they were right up against my prostate. My eyes nearly crossed and my cock shot up to slap against the table.

Strongarm's eyebrows shot up when he saw Neokar two fingers deep inside of me and he got up from off of the table and walked over to Dunjar's thick ass.

"Ooo, there ya go, boy. Stick those fingers wherever you pleeeeeeeeease," Dunjar's voice went up right when Strongarm's fingers slid inside and he clenched around them. Strongarm's eyes practically sparkled as Dunjar's walls closed around his fingers and the warmth of Dunjar's ass massaged them.

"W-wow..."

"Yeah, I know. Enjoy it. Now, climb up," Dunjar said with a needful growl to his voice.

"Patience, Dunjar. Let him work you open. Remember, this isn't all supposed to be about pleasure," Neokar said as his fingers pivoted in and out of me. The slick oil worked its magic and the sounds were just as lewd as the action. I could not help but give soft moans as each hilt pressed right up into my prostate. In and out his fingers went, the slick movements working me open and I was powerless to stop him. Not like I wanted to, anyway.

"Feels like just pleasure to me," Dunjar grunted out as Strongarm added another finger and pushed inside.

Neokar grinned. "There is no better compliment when someone says that a service provided more pleasure than nuisance."

Pulling his fingers out of me, I gave a pleasant hum. The fullness was gone but I was eager for more. My tail flicked upward which revealed my exposed hole. Oil glistened around it and Neokar grabbed my left cheek. He spread it and looked over it like a merchant would appraise a fine piece of jewelry.

"Yes, I think that will do. How are you two fairing over...."

Strongarm had already climbed up onto the table and was already balls deep inside of a very happy Dunjar. The duo's bodies moved together as Strongarm thrusted into his lover. Dunjar's nails dug even deeper into the table and his face was contorted in pleasure as Strongarm plunged into him again and again. Strongarm's balls audibly slapped against Dunjar's muscular ass and his hips were covered in oil as they kissed Dunjar's ass.

"....alright then."

Noekar climbed on top of the massage bench. His hard cock was at the ready between his legs and he put it right between my cheeks. Leaning down and putting his weight on top of me, Neokar was back to whispering in my ear and grinding against my slick ass. Half the things he said, I cannot recall. My head was a stream of white hot fog that cut through my thoughts and filled my head as his warm breath tickled my ear and his thick cock started to line up with my hole.

"Stay still and relaxed, my Chief."

I nodded and he pushed forward. I felt his tip spread me open. My hole was lubricated enough that the initial penetration was not painful and the spread was actually quite pleasant. Neokar paused, his tip inside of me and I felt his hand pat my rump soothingly.

"I have a lot to give. Please be patient. I will be as gentle as possible."

I did as I was told and Neokar sunk deeper into me. Inch by inch disappeared inside of me and my cock jumped when he pushed up against my prostate and kept going. Neokar moaned in my ear, the vibrations making the appendage flick before he finally settled deep inside me. I was completely at his mercy and his hips were flush right against my ass. The constant slaps and the sloppy sounds of sex to my right told me where I was going to be. Neokar brushed my back, his hand smoothing out the fur.

"Mmm, you feeling okay, Chief?"

"Yes," I grunted and adjusted my position. It was hard to move. Even though Neokar was not as built as I was, he was still large and his weight kept me in place. I rolled my hips teasingly, trying to buck him off and he grabbed my shoulders.

"W-whoa...heh."

Neokar rubbed my butt affectionately. "No need to buck me off."

"Just testing your strength," I joked before settling in.

"Mmm, well let me test yours."

Neokar slowly pulled out and the feeling of fullness started to disappear. It was like losing the fingers earlier but much more intense. When Neokar pushed back in, I saw stars. It was intense enough to make my cock leak and my body shiver. The fullness was back and the way he stretched me open felt amazing. As intense as it was, the feeling was also so blissful. When Neokar did the same motion again, I pushed back needfully.

"You feel so good, Neokar."

"I could say the same for you, my Chief," Neokar groaned. He grabbed my right ear in his mouth and nibbled on it. "You are a natural. Do you feel okay?"

The concern in his voice was sweet and caring and I brought my neck up to nuzzle against his cheek. I took care to make sure my horns did not prick him. "You can go harder if you wish. You really know how to help someone relax."

"Not just anyone," Neokar smiled. "My Chief."

He kissed my cheek and pulled out before pushing back in. This time though, he had a little bit more force behind him. I rocked forward and my cock bounced below the table. My body was his to use and he was not holding his assault back.

Our bodies rocked back and forth. We were like a push and pull force. When he pushed in, I would roll my hips back. Sweat started to streak across our bodies and mix together throughout the room. Muscles grinded against muscle and gold flashed in throughout the room. The guards that were on either side of the doorway watched with interest and their loincloths tented as we gave into our desires.

The slaps and grunts that echoed throughout the area only added to the heat of it all. Our desires were evident to the Gods above and to the spirits below. Neokar started to speed up and instead of grinding against me, now he was pulling out and thrusting down. The wood of the massage table creaked in protest as he had his way and I moaned out in ecstasy. His cock pummeled my prostate and my hole attempted to squeeze around the invader.

Strongarm was practically drooling onto a very loud Dunjar. The two were no longer having sex but deep into a rut. Strongarm's meaty thighs beat into Dunjar's ass and the older bull kept commanding Strongarm to give him everything and pushing back against Strongarm. The younger bull took it as a challenge and kept barring down on Dunjar. We were a symphony of pleasure and our music was for the Gods themselves.

"It is time for me to fill you with my essence to replace what we took," Neokar said through pants. "You ready for your filling, my Chief?"

"Please..."

Neokar smiled, his beautiful body glistening with sweat and he leaned up. I felt his weight leave me for just a moment and with a couple of final thrusts, I heard him yell out. The warmth was the first thing I felt and the next thing was his weight returning to my back. I huffed as he filled me, his very being pouring into me and rocked back to test how deep he was in. The only thing I felt was his thick balls right on my ass.

The only thing that I could hear was Neokar's heavy breathing as the last of his offering trickled out inside of me and I could feel a slight warmth dribble down my taint. I smiled, content and satisfied and Neokar nuzzled into my neck before giving me a kiss on my cheek.

"Thank you for that. Now, you are cleansed. Don't you feel better?"

"Mmm, yeah. I feel a lo-"

"Give it to me! Cum in my ass already! Come on, boy!"

The rude shout made Neokar frown and he looked over. Strongarm was panting, sweating, and huffing. The table was practically shaking as the younger minotaur pounded into the male below him and Dunjar was reveling in it.

"Harder!"

Strongarm growled and did as he was told.

"Yes! Oh hell yes!"

Dunjar's cock jumped. His prostate getting pummeled made him roar out and his body could not hold on. Dunjar came all over the floor, his balls contracting and his mind sending shocks throughout his system. Thick, white streaks splattered the floor and into the bucket below and his ass squeezed harder around Strongarm's cock.

There were a couple of shallow thrusts from Strongarm before he collapsed on top of Dunjar and came. Dunjar sighed contently as his guts were pumped full and wiggled his rump. "Mmm, that's a good lad. Fill your stud up."

Strongarm gave a long huff and his body shivered as Dunjar milked him for everything he had. Neokar frowned.

"What's wrong?" I asked with a chuckle. "It seems that Dunjar is sated.

"Well, that much is certain but we were going to swap partners. Have to make sure you are filled appropriately."

I blushed. "We could go again..."

Neokar smiled and kissed me passionately on the lips. Our tongues danced together. Our muscles flexed and moved and soon I was biting on his lower lip. I let it go with a growl.

"Mmmm, fair. Turn on your back. I want to paint that sexy body of yours white."

I pulled myself up and when my cock was out of the hole in the massage table, I was surprised by Neokar's strength as he turned me around and laid on top of my chest. We made out passionately. His hand came up to caress my right cheek as our lips passionately smacked together. When he pulled away, we were both panting needfully and I felt his hard cock push against my well-lubricated entrance.

"We have so much to do."

"One thing at a time," I smiled and stroked his cheek. "Me first."

Neokar chuckled at my lewd joke.

He pushed inside me, rutting me into the table as Strongarm was flipped onto his back. Dunjar climbed up and barked an order to Strongarm before riding him right on the table. The guards watched, silently wishing they could join or stroke themselves off. I was surrounded by bliss and opulence but I did not know what new challenges awaited me next. I only hoped I was in God's favor.