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Twisted Trojan Horse

Date: 9/14/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: frogprince, Rating: , Source: LushStories

his hard cock against me. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. He tried to pull away, said, "No" but continued to kiss me and rubbed his cock against mine. He was as hard as I was. I slammed the door open and we both entered. He got on his knees, licked and sucked my cock. I leaked and groaned, desperate to fuck him. He knew it and got on his knees. I slowly fucked him. He stroked his cock, but I stopped him. I would make him cum. I slid my cock into him. He groaned and so did I. He was so tight, a virgin arse. I fucked him and reached around and stroked his cock. FUCK! So good, so close I could not hold back. I fisted his cock and we cum, me in his arse, him all over my hand while I stroked him. It was the best sex ever. I kissed his neck and held him. He freaked at me, said it was not right. It was wrong. My heart failed and Paris hated me. Therefore, I planned the Trojan horse. He fucking devastated me, chose a woman over me. I was going to kill that bitch and leave him to suffer. We pretended we were gone. I was dying for a piss in this horse waiting for the Trojans to take us past the beach into their gates, silly fuckers. Finally, they did. My bladder was about to burst. They claimed this was a gift from the God Apollo. He fucked them over to start with by pissing off ... Zeus, his father. Who knew? We waited, and I was only here to kill Paris for breaking my heart and soul. No one else knew this, only me. Also, he hated me for killing Hector. I told you, I could beat him in a heartbeat. I didn't want to, but he pissed me off and killed my cousin. Therefore, I had no choice. Must admit, though, he was much harder to beat than I thought he would be. I was damn lucky to win in the end. Best I ever fought and I regretted it. I regretted beating a man like that who was so full of courage. I killed Hector in anger over a mistake. He fought me protecting his country. Whom did I fight for? Hector died so Paris could keep Helen. He didn't even want Helen. His brother died for naught. Likely, that was why he killed me. He knew what he did. He knew how, what could kill me, and yet he didn't kill me despite all that he heard . He broke down and confessed all, but Helen watched and heard it all while I made love to Paris. Paris loved me, and I loved him. Whilst we embraced and slept, she drew an arrow and stabbed me in the heel killing me. She started the war. Achilles killed the 20 men in the horse so that he could see Paris. Helen stabbed Paris. It was all a ploy by Helen of Troy or so she thought. She left the gates open and let them in to destroy Troy.