Suitors: "Whoever can string the old king's bow and shoot through twelve axes cleanly, will be the new king, sit down on the throne, Penelope as his queen. Where is he? Where is the man that can string this bow, oh 'o."
Antinous: "Screw this competition, we've been here for hours. None of us can string this, we don't have the power. Screw this damn challenge, no more delays. Can't you guys see we're being play'd?"
Antinous + Suitors: "This is how they hold us down while the throne gets colder. Hold us down while we slowly age. Hold us down while the boy gets bolder."
Antinous: "Where in the hell is our pride and our rage?"
Antinous + Suitors: "Here and now, there's a chance for action. Here and now we can take control. Here and now, burn it down to ashes."
Antinous: "Channel the fire inside your soul."
"Haven't you noticed who's missin? Don't you know the prince is not around? I heard he's on a diplomatic mission and I heard today he comes back to town, so, I say we gather near the beaches, I say we wait till he arrives, then when he docks his ship we can breach it. Let us leave now today we can strike and-
Antinous + Suitors: "Hold him down 'til the boy is helpless. Hold him down while I fuck him dry. Hold him down while I slowly break his pride, his trust, his faith and his dignity. Break him down into a big mess. Throw him down in his sinking thoughts. When the crown wonders where the prince only his thoughts and I will know, and when the deed is done the prince will have no one to stop us from breaking his bedroom door, stop us from takin' his love and more. And then we'll hold him down while his gate is open. Hold him down while I get a taste. Hold her down while we share her spoils, I will not let any part go to waste. Here and now, there's a chance for action (chance for action). Here and now, we can take control (take control). Here and down, burn it down to ashes. Channel the fire inside your soul and. Hold them down, hold them down (hold 'em down, oh) [time 3]. Channel the fire inside your soul and hold 'em down."
Antinous and the suitors were getting impatient and couldn't hold back any longer. They realized they couldn't do the challenge as it is impossible to do so they all had a briefing on what to do. They noticed, they don't have to become Penelope's husband to become king but marry Telemachus as he gets older and when Penelope passes away they'll become king so they decide to force Telemachus to make one of them his husband and possibly kill Penelope with a rope around her throat to make it look like she hanged herself.
Telemachus was coming back from his mission later on in the day which gave the chance for the men to catch him and take advantage of him.
Telemachus was on his ship, docking it when a large, strong hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back roughly, bringing him down on the ground. Two suitors came and pinned his arms down. Telemachus was panicking, squirming and struggling to get free but it came to no avail. Antinous grabbed his legs by the thighs and went in between his legs, grinning. He leaned down and ran his tongue along Telemachus's jawline, making Telemachus's breath hitch. Antinous's hand untied Telemachus's exomis, it going loose. Telemachus feels vulnerable to the amount of eyes on his body. Antinous ran his hand under the untied exomis and over his stomach but lowered his hand to Telemachus's crotch, a finger ran over his small slender length, his breath hitched.
Telemachus's POV:
His touch makes my skin tingle, this sensation I'm feeling is weird. His hand wraps around my length, huge compared to it as one of the suitors lifts up my exomis. Another suitor had a small bottle with a cog along with olive oil in it, the cog was pulled out and he poured some of it on Antinous's hand, lubricating my length. Antinous starts with a brutal pace and brutal twists of his hand. I don't like it but it feels good, why does it feel good? This is new to me as I'm a virgin. The sensations are overwhelmingly good, too much. The sounds rip out of my throat, raw and obscene like the obscene sound of the slickness on my length. Broken moans ring out in the area, suitors grinning predatorily. Only after 6 minutes, I burst, thick warm white streaks coat Antinous's hand. He brings his hand up to my mouth, his other hand grabs my chin, forcing my mouth open. He wants me to lick it off. His grip tightens painfully, I obey and lean my head forward, licking it off.
His hands grab my waist and flips me around. Suitors close in, multiple putting their hands on me. About 4 of them rip my exomis off with their bare hands, my body fully exposed. Their eyes trace over my delicate-looking skin that has no blemishes. I shift my head so I can see behind me. Antinous lifted his chiton and his length was huge, about 9 inch and 5 inch girth. He takes the olive oil bottle from that one suitor to drizzle it on his length. He doesn't wait, doesn't even allow me to process anything as he pistons in with brutal efficiency, knocking the wind out of me. He continues his brutal pistoning thrusts with a quick pace, not letting me adjust to his size.
After about an hour, I've come about 4 times and he continues his abuse to my hole. The suitors are stroking their dicks, one suitor, Tobias, is in front of me and grips my head as he fucks my throat. I feel as if I'm being used like a toy, my dignity gradually stripping away. I use the strength I have and kick Antinous away and push Tobias away. I quickly get up and run for it as fast as I can. The suitors yelling and trying to keep up, looking back I see Antinous, seething in rage, glaring at me with Tobias beside him. After a while of running, I was able to get to the castle and to my bedroom, barricading it with a chair.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Epic the Musical: Telemachus
FanfictionThis is an alternate version of the musical of Telemachus and the suitors. Characters are not mine
