Mitsurugi's Day Off (with Rock)

The wandering Samurai Heishiro Mitsurugi trotted down a dirt path through a large grassy valley. It was a hot day, too hot in his opinion. Sweat was rolling down his face and body. His clothing was damp with it. He silently wished he had a nice pond or river to bathe in, but there was nothing of the like in sight

An hour passed before, off in the distance, he noticed a glimmer of light. It was a small river winding its way through the forest and valley. He made his way toward it and walked along it. After fallowing it into the forest he discovered a small waterfall with a large pool at the bottom. He looked around to make sure was alone, and began removing his armor and damp sweaty clothing.

He piled his belongings under a nearby tree. Still wearing his fundoshi, he walked around the perimeter of pool. The area was surrounded by tall trees spaced close together, and the sun was hiding behind the highest branches. He had complete privacy.

He untied the fundoshi and rolled the strip of cloth up, before throwing it in with the rest of his things. He sighed in relief as a cool breeze blew over him. He took his flaccid manhood in his hand and aimed it at a tree. A golden stream began drenching the wood and running down into the grass. Again Mitsurugi sighed in relief.

He walked over to the pool and dove in. The cool water was a shock, but a pleasant one. He did not surface right away, but instead sank to the bottom and stared lazily up through the shimmering barrier to the sky above. Soft clouds, distorted by the water floated past. He came to the surface and swam around in the water for a little bit before getting out again.

He went to his bag and from it took a bar of cleaning soap he had acquired in the previous town. He returned to the pool and lathered up the bar and began rubbing it over his muscular body. It had been a long time since he had bathed properly and he was glad to have the chance.

His hands made their way along his chest, arms, and legs. He spent several minuets playing with his cock and hole, sliding two of his fingers into the tight orifice, while his other hand played with his semi erect cock.

Once he had finished soaping himself, he threw the bar toward his bag and dove into the pool rinsing all the soap away. He surfaced, clean and refreshed.

He got out and lay on the grass under a small tree. Clean, relaxed and very horny. He took the bar of soap and with a bit of lather he began stroking his firm organ.


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The Barbarian known simply as Rock made his way silently through the woods, not too far away he could hear a waterfall, but his mind was not focused on that. He was hunting. There was a stag in a small clearing just ahead of him. Slowly he made his way toward the creature, since the slightest noise would scare it off. He was ready to lunge. There was a sudden yell fallowed by a few curse words. The stag bolted. Rock tried to attack before it was too far away, but it was gone before he could take a step.

Swearing under his breath, he turned toward the source of the yell. It was in the direction of the waterfall. He peeked through the brush to see a man lying naked under a tree only feet from his position. He was licking something off his hand. It took a second for Rock to make the connection. A yell, and now this stranger . . . , he felt his fur loincloth tighten, he rubbed his hand over it a few times.

He watched as the stranger stretched and closed his eyes. He waited until he was sure the man was asleep before silently sneaking out of the bushes to get a closer look of the attractive stranger. To his surprise it was ‘The One Man Army’ he often heard people talking about, Mitsurugi was his name, he remembered. He was very well known.

The bulge in Rock’s loincloth was getting uncomfortable. He moved a bit closer untill he was right next to the sleeping warrior. He dipped his finger in the small pool of semen on the sleepers firm stomach. Its taste was amazing, a bit bitter, but still amazing.

He wanted to do more, but if he woke, he would be in trouble. He noticed a white roll of cloth laying on a pile of armor and clothing. He took it and tied Mitsurugi’s hands together behind the tree. He did not wake.

Rock moved around so he was in front of him, he got on his knees and spread Mitsurugi’s legs. He removed his rhinoceros-head helm and began licking the bittersweet cum off of Mitsurugi’s firm muscular abs. He loosened his loincloth and let it fall off. His drooling cock fell out, fully erect. He stroked it. He took the samurai’s cock in his mouth and sucked more out of it, and it slowly began swelling back to life.

Rock positioned himself, ready to penetrate the sleeping warrior when he shifted. Rock paused, thinking the man had awoken, the man did not stir again.

“Hesitating Barbarian? Stick it in already.”

Rock jumped. Mitsurugi was awake after all.

“Go on, what are you waiting for?”

Rock shifted his weight and pressed into the tight hole of the samurai. Rock let out a soft moan. Mitsurugi screamed.

“Ahh, fuck it’s huge. Fuck. Fuck. AHHHH.”

Rock was all the way in now. This was his first time fucking a male. “Oh Samurai your ass is so tight.”

“Fuck me.” He ordered. Rock obliged. “Ahh. Yea. Yea. Fuck yea. Harder. Come on HARDER. FUCK YEA.”

Rock thrust as hard and deep as he could to satisfy the Samurai’s hunger, but it did not last as long as either had hoped. Rock spent his load deep in his partner and lay on him breathing heavily. Mitsurigi had long ago removed his bonds and was now forcing Rock off himself and on the ground on his stomach. He positioned himself and drove his cock deep in the Barbarian’s ass. Rock, being too tired to react or prepare himself, cried out in pain.

“AHH S-stop. That hurts, it’s too big. Take it out. Ahhhh. Fuck. Ohhh. Ahhh. That f-feels...AHH oh that feels good. Ahhh. Don’t stop Samurai, don’t stop.

And he didn’t. Mitsurigi took the fundoshi that had bound him and tied rocks hands behind his back. He fucked the Barbarian hard, and didn’t stop untill he came three times. Exhausted, he pulled out and undid the cloth and helped him to his feet.

“My name is Rock, and you are the famous Heishiro Mitsurugi.”

“Yes, that is me. I’m going to bathe. Join me if you want.” he said. He went to the water and dove in. Rock removed his boots and fallowed.

The rest of the day they spent swimming and taking turns fucking each other. It wasn’t untill the sun had set had they decided to head their own ways. Rock said he was going to go hunting. He disappeared into the woods. Mitsurugi found his way back to the path and continued on his long journey.