Drums In The Night

by Billy Budd <Billybudd69@hotmail.com>

The night was hot and sultry. I could hear the distant drums throbbing like blood pumping in my veins. Thick trunks and their heavy foliage blocked the full moon and it was dark.

My guide stopped and told me that that was as far he would bring me and he sprinted off. I do not blame him.

It was an easy task for me. I simply followed the call of the thumping drums. They led me through the jungle, lured me to their lair.

I saw light behind the trees. My khakis were drenched with my sweat. I peered between the trees and found what I was looking for. TheKweemnam. The (in)famous men of the Kweemnam.

A huge wooden platform occupied the center of the clearing. Underneath the platform was a host of drummers thumping wildly at their barrel sized drums. Around the platform were about 50 young and muscular men dancing and gyrating wildly to the mad rhythm of the drums. They wore only brown leather loin cloths. Their black skin glistened with sweat and oil in the firelight. Their muscles rippled and stretched and contracted obscenely.

I looked up at the platform and saw the backview of a wooden throne adorned with feathers. The right hand of the person sitting on the throne carried a long, shiny, black staff. It was at least two metres long. At the top of the staff was a strange carving. It was shaped like a penis with a mushroom head but below the head, instead of tapering off, it got wider to at least 4 inches in diameter. Then it suddenly cut down to the thin 2 inch staff which made up the rest of the staff. It seemed like a butt plug on top of a long staff.

The sight of the dancing men had given me a rather painful erection. I squeezed my _d_i_c_k_ through my khaki shorts.

All of a sudden the figure on the throne thumped his staff on the floor of the platfrom and the drummers ceased their drumming. The tall and sturdy figure stood up and walked to the back of the platform.

I saw him for the first time. His pitch black skin, oiled to a shine. His thick muscular arms, his hard pectorals, his tiered abdomen, his sinewy thighs. He wore a black leather pouch which could barely contain the great serpent and its eggs that nestled in it. His eyes! His eyes were like smoldering coals. They burnt into me. My heart thumped wildly as the great priest pierced me with his stare. I was stunned. I was breathing heavily.

He spoke to me with his seering eyes. He compelled me to step out from my niche behind the trees. I felt drawn by his demonic eyes.

I walked to the front of the platform, just below the priest. With a wave of his staff, four young men grabbed hold of me and stripped off my clothes. I was glad to free my aching _c_o_c_k_ but I also felt very vulnerable. Then, two men brought a drum of oil and they proceeded to rub the oil all over my body. I watched with frozen fascination as their beautiful dark hands spread the slick oil over every inch of my lighter sallow skin. They did not neglect to spread it around my asshole. I gasped as a two thick fingers slid into my hungry hole and applied a copious amount of oil in there.

When they were done, they cleared away from me. The slick bodies started to gather at the foot of the platform. The men began to climb onto one another, body on top of body, flesh on flesh, crouching, bending, to form a human stairway up to the platform where the stern priest stood.

I climbed up the flesh slope with great difficulty, slipping many times due to the slickness of my skin and theirs. The drummers had started beating their drums again in a slow hypnotic rhythm.

I finally managed to reach the top and was standing face to face with the most perfect man on earth. He towered over me at 6'9" and stared into my eyes. Instinctively, I got down to my knees. I looked at his hulking figure like a child who looks at his father.

With his eyes he told me to remove his black leather pouch. With shaking hands I tugged at the thin leather thong that held the pouch up. The pouch fell off as its content spilled out. His uncut _c_o_c_k_ started to rise. It grew to a tremendous 13 inches. Its upward-bending shaft was at least 3 inches in diameter, and its head was about the size of a tennis ball. I had never thought a _c_o_c_k_ that size was even possible.

I just knelt there with my _c_o_c_k_ dripping precum as he turned around and stuck the end of his sceptre into a notch in the platform. The hole was made in such an angle that the staff would not be straight up but would slant at an angle with its head a little below waist level. It didn't take me long to figure out what was going to happen next.

The great priest turned to face me again. He slowly bent himself at his waist and lowered his ass onto the head of his staff. With a slight twitch of his eye, he pressed his asshole onto the head of the shaft and impaled himself all the way till his ass muscle went past the widest part of the _c_o_c_k_ on the staff. With a shrill howl he lifted himself up along with the staff sticking out from his ass like a long turgid tail.

Hearing his howl, the drummers started whacking their drums with wild abandon. The lust sparkled in the great priest's eyes. His hard and huge _c_o_c_k_ which curved up past his deep navel was glistening with precum.

He approached me, and used his hands to turn me around and pushed me down on my hands. On all fours, I knew and feared and wanted what was to come. I clenched my teeth for the inevitable entry of his incredibly large _c_o_c_k_. To my surprise I felt a warm hot tongue lapping at my asshole. The priest rimmed me with gentle flicks of his tongue. I relaxed my asshole and he slid his tongue into my ass. I moaned with delight as he _f_u_c_k_ed me with his tongue.

The tongue-_f_u_c_k_ing stopped very soon. Then, without warning, I felt him trying to pierce his big blunt _c_o_c_k_ into my asshole. I breathed deeply and tried to relax my ass but the size of the thing was just too great. He slapped my butt cheeks till they felt like they were on fire.

Slowly, his _c_o_c_k_ made its gradual and painful entry. I felt my ass rip open to allow the huge head of his _c_o_c_k_ in. I screamed in utter pain as the head penetrated beyond my sphincter muscles. He pushed his _c_o_c_k_ all the way in slowly but surely. I could feel him deep in my gut. His pubic hair was pressed up against my butt.

All his meat was in me and my ass hurt like hell. I had fallen to my elbows and tears were running down my cheeks. But I also felt really full.

Then, with a rip of pain, he withdrew his _c_o_c_k_ and started thrusting in and out of my tortured ass. I could not hold back the screams that emitted from me. The dancers below screamed along with me as they danced and _f_u_c_k_ed.

The priest held on to my hips and pounded my ass with his enormous _f_u_c_k_ pole. Relentlessly he churned my ass which must have been bleeding.

I could not believe it but I was beginning to thrust my ass back in time with his _f_u_c_k_ing. My _c_o_c_k_ which had gone limp started to rise. The _f_u_c_k_ing I got increased in speed and intensity. Very soon, we were _f_u_c_k_ing in time with the wild rhythm of the drums.

The priest held me by my shoulders to make sure he could _f_u_c_k_ me with all his might. I yelped at every stroke.

The drumming and the _f_u_c_k_ing reach a crescendo of feverish pitch. I gasped as I felt the _c_o_c_k_ in me expand. With one powerful slam, the priest shot his seed in to my ass. As the geyser in my ass exploded, my own _c_o_c_k_ started to spew out hot cum and my body was filled with white light. Black spots formed in my vision and I was cast into oblivion.


I woke up in a dark mud bricked hut. I was lying on a stone platform and a grass mat which made up the bed. On the other side of the room was an altar with burning incense and a large wooden penis.

A few minutes after I woke up a boy came into the hut with some food and drink. I consumed the food hungrily and gulped down the sweet drink.

Suddenly the door flew open and the priest entered. The boy scurried out of the hut. The priest proceeded to _f_u_c_k_ me and do other unspeakable acts to me.

After we both recovered, he started to speak to me. I couldn't understand what he said at first but he began teaching me his language with his mind. Slowly, strange sounds began to take on specific meaning.

He explained to me that I had been taken to be his mate in the ritual the previous night. The great serpent God had given him a vision the night before the orgy and told him that he would find his mate in the woods.

He also explained to me that in one moon, I would have to go through the ritual of bonding with him that would make me his mate for life. He told me that the days leading up to that ritual would be used to prepare me.

With that he left me alone in the hut.

I found that I had almost no bowel control as my sphincter muscles were stretch to such a degree that they could not contract. The boy came in daily to bring me food and to clean me. I have not seen the light of day since I entered the hut.

During the following days, I was _f_u_c_k_ed by all the members of the Kweemnam tribe. My priest explained that it was a tradition that the mate of the high priest was used by all the men in the tribe.

The third week was different. On the first day, three women were sent to my hut. The priest explained that the women in the tribe were for breeding purposes only. I was told to mate with them to get offspring. I was told that I would not have another opportunity. He remained with me through the process to fertilising the women to make sure I was aroused. He _f_u_c_k_ed me as I _f_u_c_k_ed the women.

I was educated in the ways of the tribe. As the mate of the high priest I was to be called "hoibotol" or "the holy whore". My duties included servicing the priest _s_e_x_ually and was to be a _s_e_x_ual sacrifice to the serpent God every 6 moons. I was intrigued at with the idea of being _f_u_c_k_ed by a snake God.

Next, my nipples were pierced with hot needles. Two wooden spike were inserted in the holes in my nipples.

On the second day, the priest entered the hut with four big men. The priest explained to men that all the whore men in the tribe had their penises sliced down the middle so that when they were erect, the two halves would bend in opposite direction, thus making it impossible for them to _f_u_c_k_ anyone or anything.

When the reality of this struck me, I began to struggle but the four men held me down firmly. A stick was put in my mouth and I was told to bite down on it.

The priest unsheathed his ritual knife. He took my limp _c_o_c_k_ in his hands and muttered something I could not understand. Then, he placed the sharp knife at my piss slit and he drove it down my _c_o_c_k_. I screamed in terror and pain as I passed out.

I woke up to found the two halves of my _c_o_c_k_ bandaged. The boy came in to change my bandages and to apply some yellow cream. My _c_o_c_k_ healed surprisingly fast, probably due to the yellow cream or the large amount of blood vessels in the penis.

On the night of the ritual, I could hear the familiar drums from afar. I was washed and oiled by my faithful boy. Soon, two men came and led me out of the hut. I was brought through the woods to the clearing where my priest was standing on his platform.

I saw a multitude of men dancing wildly to the drumbeat. When I arrived the priest stopped the drums. Then men all turned and looked at me. It was then that I noticed that among the men, almost half of them had penis split to two. Their erections bent to each side. It was both beautiful and repulsive. My _c_o_c_k_ started to stir and it grew. And, as it grew, the two halves started to bend to the side.

With a majestic wave of his staff, my priest ordered me to be tied up spread-eagled between two thick trunks. The drums started thumpingagain.

The men formed a flesh ladder for the priest to descend from his platform. He came up to me and told me that tonight I was going to be his mate for life. He bent down and scooped up a fistful of dust and threw it on my torso. He began rubbing the dust into my skin with his rough and calloused hands.

Then, he waved at the men with his staff and soon a line formed in front of me. One by one, the men began licking the inside of my split penis. Each licked from the base where a hole was and up to each end of the halves. It took some time but they each got a lick of my split _d_i_c_k_. I was very aroused by then and was ready to shoot my load.

Then, all the men with the split _d_i_c_k_s made a semicircle in front of me. They were all erect. Then, the all reached under their low hanging balls and much to my amazement and terror, they each took out two round balls from inside their ball sack. I struggled against my restrains but it was not use.

Two of the men came up to me and they each started stroking each side of my _c_o_c_k_. The priest came up between them holding his ritual knife. I was so close to coming that I threw back my head in ecstasy. As I felt the cum boiling up from my balls, the priest grabbed hold of them. I felt my cum shoot out from the hole at the base of the two halves of my _c_o_c_k_. The priest drove the blade through the back of my scrotum and with a scream I blacked out.

I serve my priest as his _s_e_x_ual slave. In two days time I would be a _s_e_x_ual sacrifice to their serpent God. I have not left the confines of the hut. The men come to the hut to use me. The priest uses different sized sticks to widen my piss hole at the base of the two halves of whatwas once my _c_o_c_k_. He intends to widen it enough so that he can _f_u_c_k_ methere. I wear two black marble balls in my scrotum. I am the hoibotol, I am their holy whore.

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