Tower of Valni: Raunchy Edition
By: KellyCRocker59
Chapter Eleven: Dozla
Okay, it's been a while since I've updated, but here you go; two erotic chapters filled with citrusy yaoiness for your viewing pleasure.
Dozla walked slowly along the corridors of the tower, his bare body hard with the strong muscles that lay under it. He thought about how odd it was that he was trapped within this demonic tower, and how nice it would be to have company. He then began to think desperately of how nice it would be to have company. Soon, he was begging for company, any sort of company.
Then, a light flashed. He looked behind him to see the bishop Riev standing there, a smirk on his aged face.
"You! What're you doing here?" Dozla questioned, backing away.
Riev simply smiled.
"I heard your thoughts of company, and I've decided to come and give it to you."
Dozla raised an eyebrow.
"I don't know if I trust you."
Riev shook his head.
"You don't have to trust me. Just stand there and enjoy what I'm about to give you."
The bishop walked toward the berserker, who just stood there. Riev kneeled when he reached Dozla, and placed his bony hands on the man's hips. Then, his tongue slid forward and licked the tip of Dozla's manhood. Dozla grunted at the sudden contact, and Riev slid forward even further, tongue slowly lapping at the tip and head of the shaft that was now erect.
The older man gripped the base of the shaft, and took the entire head into his mouth. Dozla groaned and gripped the man's hair tightly, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. Riev slowly began to move his hand at the base, sucking and licking the head. Dozla slowly began to move his hips with the man's ministrations, groaning out the man's name as his fingers weaved through the man's hair.
Riev began to bob his head down and back over the manhood, face tickled by the thick red pubic hairs that rested at the base. Dozla was beginning to feel himself growing close to release, but the bishop wasn't quite done.
Riev pulled away and, when Dozla looked down at him questioningly, the bishop pulled the berserker to the ground, the man laying there, waiting for the pleasure to continue. Riev pulled the man's hairy legs onto his shoulders, and slowly slid a finger into the man's vulnerable hole. Dozla groaned as Riev slowly began to slowly thrust his finger in and out of the hole, his other hand working the man's large shaft.
Dozla slowly began to move with both pleasures, gripping the tiled floor tightly as he groaned. Riev slid in a second finger, and then sank the two digits so deep that they nailed Dozla's prostate. Dozla arched and grunted in pleasure, the bishop smiling and picking up the speed of both his fingers and his hand on the large manhood.
Sweat slowly began to dribble off of Dozla's large frame, his hips moving with the pleasure that rushed through him. He was so close, and he knew that he couldn't hold it off much longer. The berserker groaned as the pleasure burst through him, ripping apart his self-control as he climaxed, semen being pumped from his manhood as Riev slammed his fingers into the larger man's prostate, walls contracting around the skin.
The bishop stood and smiled as Dozla laid there, panting. The berserker knew that there was no need to be lonely anymore.
