Games of Power

<<<The mighty Samson is a bisexual character. So, you can expect M/M and M/F sexual scene. Feel free to add your own threads if you please. >>>

Well, I could tell you to imagine such a scene. Maybe the most powerful males on the planet...completely naked, with a massive bone between their legs were doubted to face such a small but busty woman...But you have no need to imagine such a scene...the porn movie you could find on the net, wasn´t an elaborated fake (Not the other one, you know...)..So what you could see on it....me and Herakles and Delilah...Well, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Indeed, me and Herakles were paralyzed, stunned by one of the most primal feeling of all...Arousal. Despite we knew that she was our foe, we couldn´t ignore, or at least, the masculine hormones of our massive muscular bodies couldn´t, her unnatural attractiveness. Our mighty masculinity against her overwhelming femininity....Our soft heaves of bliss resounded on the room as our incredibly erected cocks jerked and grew even more if such a thing were possible. Delilah hadn´t move and inch...she hadn´t even used her 'weapons' either, but we were almost under her control. Femininity won in a flawless victory.

Delilah smiled us lustful, confident, enjoying the fact that those perfect, powerful, naked alpha males were unable to focus their eyes on her face but roamed them all along her amazing voluptuousness...Unable to focus their thoughts to fight such a weak, defenseless foe.

"Ah, Samson...my dear brother...all this stage was just prepared for you....The perfect stage for your utter humiliation and destruction at the hands of a simple woman...But I must admit that Herakles, as a sideshow character, it has been a grateful surprise...".-Her silky voice wasn´t able to hide her merciless evil.

"Talk, woman!!! What are we doing here!".-Herakles roared at my side. His huge, swollen muscles pumped in rage...but he won´t rush to her...neither me.

"More muscles than mind...even for a demigod... You and my brother are here to show the world that the male gender is weak, easily manipulated... and its heroes a fraud. Women are the real, unique , everlasting power to rule the humanity...So, my dear slaves, kneel before me!".-Delilah said us..almost a whisper, but sounded on our minds and bodies as a deafening thunder.

I tried to resist her command. If I had found her in a roadside motel, that woman would already be in bed and I would be making love to her... without even knowing her name. But I knew she was my enemy...our enemy. And I was feeling a subtle lack of desire...something that always happened to me after orgasms. But it was so thin that was unappreciable.

At my side, the powerful, huge Herakles was heaving and panting and moaning loud. His titanic muscular legs were trembled. All his massively developed body was covered in sweat...his face frozen in a grim of painful lust and pain, as fighting against himself Delilah´s command.

The voluptuous alpha female simply smiled us with confident. Without a word, her fingers slid all along her shirt...along her humongous orbs of flesh that her breast were. Mesmerized, paralyzed, our eyes followed them as she unbuttoned her upper attire. In seconds her barely covered boobs were completely exposed to our eyes in all their cyclopean, firm splendor.

With a long pant of lust Herakles fell on her knees. His huge hands took by its sides her huge left breasts and, sinking his face on it, the bold demigod signed his submission, licking eagerly her stiffened nipple.

My former weak resistance vanished definitely at such a vision of my most hidden but powerful fetish on me. All my body trembled in its last rales of resistance as my tanned skin shone, soaked in sweat.

"Take your fate with your hands, dear brother....take it and accept your weakness!".-Only Delilah´s fleshy lips moved, taunting me on my submission. Falling on my knees, hearing the **** arousal of Herakles, I took with both hands my fate...my weakness...."A...catalist...her milk...is a catalist for our...endorfines....".-A little part of my mind told me while the rest of it drowned in a ocean of primal bliss. The, even such a part succumbed to the ecstasy as my mouth began to lick and suck her right nipple and drink her milk...

I have no need to explain a lot about that. You could see that on the original footage...and it is quite similar on the replaced one. Delilah, caressing slightly tour napes, whispered us, heaved us in lust, controlling us as simply puppets while our faces, sank on her bewbs, drank the white , aphrodisiac fluid that poured from her large, stiffened nipples.

"Well, my pathetic males...It´s time you obbey Delilah one more time...".-She said finally, pushing back our head far of her blockbuster bust. ****, we didn´t move and inch but to see her face, waiting her next command, anxious to obbey her to get another dose of such intoxicating bliss that came from her.

Taking us from our squared chins, gently, Delilah rose us up. On our way, her satin fingers slid all along our chiseled, swollen pectorals and carved-in-marble rippling abdominals...till they reached our massive cocks, frozen in massive erections. Almost immediately, almost at unison, Herakles and me, the huge alpha males, screeched in bliss as a orgasm scorched our hyper aroused bodies.

"Oh, yes...Cum for me...cum for Delilah....".-She said in rejoice and lust while her hands grabbed our jerking virile members, or I should say that our cocks belonged to her, dragging us gently to the centre of the room.

Heaving and panting in primal bliss, with our faces frozen in a insane sexual desire for our mistress Delilah, we looked at her, waiting her new command, waiting the chance of please her fulfilling her desires.

Releasing our hard, thick 12'' manhood, which were frozen in a perpetual erection, her small, soft hands slid all along of huge, massive muscles of our massive torsos, our swollen shoulders, our huge biceps...

"Oh!...Both of you desire me....but just one will taste my favors...Show me who´s worth of them, my nakes alpha males...show me which is the most virile of you....masturbate you...".-She whispered us.

No rational thoughts came to our mind but comply her challenge. Herakles and I faced each other, closer and closer. Our massive, naked, muscular bodies were close each other, breathing harder and harder, covered in sweat....mi hands grabbed his cock as his own hands grabbed my virility.

A kind of sudden electric discharge seemed to go through our spines....a discharge of pleasure whose voltage increased as our hands began to go back and forth all along the huge, thick, hard, hot cock of our 'adversary'.

Faster and faster, harder and harder, Herakles and I hand jobbed each other with growing frenzy....Well, all of you saw that, don´t lie me... Our massive bodies jerked and trembled in bliss as deafening grunts and pants of ecstasy filled the room. Delilah roared in a cheerful, lecherous laughter as those men 'fought' in such a way to test his virility...his value as studs for her. Her titanic boobs bounced wild on her chest as she taunted us.

Imagining being hand jobbed by Herakles can´t compare to be hand jobbed by Herakles. At, I must admit, despite my **** for him, I had imagine a few times. I tried to follow his rythm, raising his own libido while I try to keep my own low. But by secret wet dream for him was spending my resistance. His huge hands, grabbing firmly my moist cock, stimulating mercilessly my glans, were shaking my virility as an eartquake. Our massive, hyper developed torsos, our massive, perfectly defined arms, crashed one time and another, caressing our sweaty flesh as our screeches of bliss mixed on the room.

We were holed in despair..despair for loosing that fight of virility...loosing the chance of becoming Delilah´s favorite stud...or slut, who knows. I felt Herakles´ cock, huge as a baseball bat...well, perhaps I am exaggerating a bit...., hard as a pure dense, rod of hot steel...and I am not exaggerating at all, jerking and shivering into my hands, which grabbed and shook it frantic. I knew that I was leading him, the great, straight, powerful demigod, to a climax...but his huger hands over my huge, thick, erected as a pair of cola cans...at least I felt my cock in such a way, was also shivering and jerking on the same way...perhaps faster that Herakles´ virility.

We were even during hours...or perhaps they were minutes...you can check it on the movie somehow...Our bodies seemed melted in a shivering, grunting, panting mass of muscle. Close to spend, our heads, from time to time, even fell over the swollen shoulders and chiseled, huge pecs of our 'foe'...from time to time, our faces sank of our thick necks.

But I had no chance. At the end, the demigod´s virility prevailed over the mighty virility of a genetically enhanced man,...already wasted by the former orgasm,....already aroused by a man...well, a muscular, almost physically perfect demigod, like Herakles.

I am not sure if it could be considered a defeat of me, in fact. I am barely able to remember anther climax like I experienced in that moment. But, well, Herakles made me cum first. I could feel as an overwhelming orgasm came from my huge bollocks to the tip of my glans. As water running into a hose...as a tidal wave, I felt my cum running through my mauled, defeated penis. I could feel my huge cock jerked and shivered out of control as Herakles´ hands were flattening my manhood, shook and shook with wild frenzy it, aware of his succeed but anxious to get an overwhelming victory over me. My trembling, sculptural thighs opened, exposing to my conqueror my chiseled groins and battered manhood. Screeching in primal bliss...the original audio does not do justice to that erotic cry of supreme pleasure and ignominious defeat, by the way...jutting my pelvis through the rippling, marbling abds of Herakles, I shot my dense cum as a hose against him...shot after shot that covered his mighty, divine abdominals...shots of cum that splattered his awesome pectorals...cum that slid down along his groins and cyclopean thighs...shots that tore apart from his throat, howls of ecstasy and triumph.

Jerk after jerk, I felt weaker and weaker. The weakness on my enhanced genetic sequence was working was. After all, I had had several, massive orgasm in less than an hour...and who know how many before that. My dick frozen in a severe priapism bode well for me about that.

Though still grabbing Herakles´ enormous, jerking, moist cock, I fell on my knees in front of him. My moist, massive muscles rubbed his moist, more massive muscles...My spent muscular body laid almost limp over his tired muscular body while my hands, weak and slow, still were trying to send him into a climax.

"It was so obvious that just a demigod is worth of my charms...Oh, my dear brother...created as the perfect, ultimate male...you are just a pathetic slut...".-Delilah teased of me as her hands caressed Herakles´ huge arms, as she flattened her cyclopean boobs against his ample back...as my own hands finally released his victorious cock.

"Oh, my dear Herakles.....The victory is yours....".-Delilah whispered him with lust. His jerking, enormous cock then shivered wild over me. Triumphant, aroused by his victory, hid divine cock exploded in a massive orgasm. As, as a divine orgasm it was beyond my own climax. Blast of his cum hit my face...my ample chest...my swollen shoulders....his cum slid down all along my muscular naked body as a shroud, showing the complete victory of Herakles...and the infamous, humiliating defeat of me, the mighty Samson.

But, surprisingly, I think that even Delilah was surprised about that, Herakles, roaring as an animal, grabbed me by my temples and, leading my head between with groins, led his jerking, massive manhood into my astonished, moaning mouth.

Delilah was roaring in a exultant laughter at the view of the demigod, moving mercilessly back and forth my face, my head once time and another on his groins. I am barely able to breathe...my mouth was barely able to manage his enormous, erected virile member, that reached one time and another my throat.

Then, a sudden burst on energy came to me...allowing my arms to raise and grab his huge, hard, firm buttocks, pulling his waist at the rhythm of his murderous onslaughs. Easing his pressure, I could breathe again...and my mouth could suck and lick his titanic virility. There wasn´t other thought on my mind...or in his mind, just primal pleasure.

Such a sudden, unexpected wave of new bliss for Herakles made him to screech in bliss. ...A bliss that my numb mind, my eager mouth was anxious of give and increase. Hard, thick, moist, jerking powerful...blow jobbing Herakles´ manhood was something that I couldn´t have imagine even on my most insane dreams....as his pants and heaves and screeches of pure bliss from a man that, supposedly, was straight. My mouth licked and sucked eagerly suck powerful, hot, warm, tender member at the rhythm of his arms against my own arms.

Eventually, my mouth got what my hands didn´t get. The mythical Herakles came into my mouth...another indescribable climax that almost drowned me on his seed. Just almost. His cum sprouted through my lips, staining our bodies and the room around us. And triggering another climax on me...a climax that left a large puddle of cum at my knees and my scarce energies completely depleted.

Though Herakles´ cock was still cumming on me, I fell back, barely conscious, completely spent. I could feel as his cum fell in streams all over my already cummed, chiseled torso and abds. I was over...

...But not Herakles. As possessed by an incubus, he dragged me, lifting me by my hair and tossing me over the bed with my face down, sunk and flattened on the pillow. I could hear a sinister laugh from Delilah´s silky voice, while a massive weight fell painfully over my back. Seconds later, I fell something ramming my mercilesly anus. I knew what was...the same virile member that I had licked with pleasure a moment ago, now was ramming me painfully. With the power of an almost ordinary human, being penetrated by the massive manhood of a demi god isn´t a pleasant experience. So, I screech in pure agony as Herakles roared over me in ecstasy....And Delilah enjoyed with such an unexpected turn of events on her devious plot for us.

And, feeling Herakles´ hands grabbing my sculptural, massive pectorals with insane strength and lust , while his waist lunged harder and harder my buttocks, hearing his deafening howls of bliss and my massive, mauled body shivered and screeched in indescribable pain, I fell ****.