The Odd-Bussy – Chapter 2
Still fleeing the gay club, Odysseus enters the wrong room and happens upon some very hungry giants.
Second Challenge: The Laestrygonians
“What befell after thou fleddest the Cyclops?”
Calypso lies behind me on the bed, trailing kisses along my arm.
I feel his girth pressed against the flesh of my lower back. My body remembers his. It wants more of the intoxicating pleasure that comes from his manhood inside me, carving me open, piercing me like a Trojan spear.
“I ran down the hallway,” I say, my body sinking back against his.
His lips press against my neck. “Thou must have been so frightened.”
I cannot remember how I felt. Not with his lips on my skin, nor his cock against my ass.
He turns my face and brings our lips together. He tastes of ale, of sex, of man.
Now he is on top of me. His shaft leaks a trail across my belly. His lips are so warm, his manhood so hard.
“Can I be inside thee again?” he asks, his fingers already sliding through my weakened ring.
“Yessss,” I breathe.
He spreads my legs and regains his rightful place between my thighs. The first thrust is the hardest. Then he is home again.
“And what of Penelope?” he whispers in my ear, biting the lobe with gentle force.
“Who?”
“Thy woman,” he says with a chuckle. “Didst thou ever find her?”
I see a glint of her hair flickering amongst the torchlight on the ceiling.
Fair as honey, thick as wheat.
“Penelope,” I repeat.
He buries himself inside me and groans. “Penelope.”
“I cannot remember,” I say, pressing my heels against his ass and working him deeper into me.
“Try,” he says, then kisses me.
I ran down the hallway, not caring which direction I took, just wanting to get the hell away from that one-eyed fuck as fast as possible.
“Penelope!” I called out, rounding yet another corner into an empty hallway. “Agamemnon! Clytemnestra! Anybody!”
I couldn’t hear anything—not the calls of my friends, the pounding of the music, or even the shouts of Polyphemus.
I slumped to the ground, catching my breath from running so hard.
What the hell just happened?
I’d let two dudes suck me off. I’d nearly let a guy stick his dick in my mouth. And I’d cum so hard from it that I shot over my head.
I’d never cum that hard before!
“I’m not gay,” I said aloud, to no one.
I wasn’t, right? I mean, anyone who’s getting their dick sucked by two mouths at once is gonna get hard. It’s not rocket science.
Sure, I didn’t know why I’d opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out for Polyphemus to put his dick in my mouth. I just wasn’t thinking, that was it! No way was I actually going to suck a dude’s cock.
I heard footsteps and got slowly to my feet.
“Penelope?” I said hopefully.
A shadow appeared around the corner. When the figure came into view, my heart sank.
“There you are,” Polyphemus said, his chest heaving with anger. “Get over here, you little shit!”
I took off running again. I didn’t look back, no matter how loud and scary his yells were.
I didn’t know what this guy was planning on doing to me, but I wasn’t sticking around to find out.
I came across a sign at the end of the next hallway.
LAESTRYGONIANS ←
CIRCE →
“You better hope I don’t catch you, you little slut,” I heard Polyphemus say. “I’ll rip you limb from limb and feast on your bones!”
That settled it.
I took a left, running down the hallway toward a large red door at the end. The sign on it read St. Andrew’s Room.
Well, that didn’t sound so bad!
I opened the door and jumped inside, slamming the door shut and leaning back against it to catch my breath.
For a second, I thought the place was empty.
Then I noticed a single spotlight illuminating a large wooden X in the center of the room. A thin, pale blond man in his mid-20’s stood in front of it, his ankles and wrists bound to the frame.
He was naked.
When he saw me, his eyes widened in panic.
“Help me!” he said desperately. “Please, you have to untie me. Before they get back.”
I looked around the room, but didn’t see anybody.
Fuck, what kind of a gay club was this? They had some poor guy prisoner in here? What the hell! I was totally calling the police after this.
I briefly debated running back out into the hallway, but the guy looked at me with pleading eyes and added, “Come on, man! Don’t leave me here.”
Goddamn my conscience.
I crept over to the X-frame. The rest of the room was shrouded in shadow, and I looked around to see if there was anyone lurking in it, but saw nothing.
“Hurry!” he hissed.
As I got closer, I noticed his skin was coated in something wet and sticky.
“What happened to you?” I asked.
“The Laestrygonians,” he said, his voice haunted.
“The who?”
“It doesn’t matter.” He looked around the room, eyes wild. “Hurry up and undo the straps before they return.”
I started with the ones around his ankles, then did the one on his left hand. The second it was free, he started undoing the right one himself.
“Do you know how to get out of here?” I asked. “I’ve been trying to find the exit and–”
“There is no getting out of here,” he said calmly.
I frowned. “What do you mean? We can’t be trapped here.”
He looked up at me, and this time, he was smiling. “We’re not. But you are.”
Then someone grabbed my arms.
“What the fuck? Let me go! Let me go, you assholes!”
Two giant men stood on either side of me, both naked but for a pair of vintage boxer shorts. Even in underwear, I could see huge dicks flopping around in there. These guys had to be at least 6’5” and seriously built, with muscles the size of boulders and pecs covered in thick, dark hair.
“What are you doing?” I asked as they turned me around and spread my arms.
As they moved me, I could see more of them coming into view. Six more men came out of the shadows, grinning like wolves.
The man I’d untied stepped back, his own face stretched wide in a malevolent grin.
“You motherfucker,” I said as the beefy giants began strapping me to the wooden X. “You son of a bitch!”
“Have fun,” he said cheekily, then slipped out the door into the hallway I’d just entered from.
When all of my limbs were fully restrained, one of the men, a burly, bald man with a thick black mustache who had to be nearly seven feet tall, stood in front of me.
“What do you want from me?” I asked, sounding braver than I felt.
He said nothing, just leaned in and sniffed my neck.
“Mmmmmm,” he said, his voice deep and booming. “Fresh.”
I did not like the way he said that.
“Let me go, man,” I said nervously. “I don’t know what kind of kinky sex stuff y’all are into, but I’m straight.”
The man just smirked. He grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me forward as much as my restraints would allow.
“Antiphates is hungry,” he said, sounding like a caveman. “Antiphates wants to feast on straight boy.”
I had a sinking feeling that he was referring to himself in the third person.
“Let go of me, faggot!” I said.
In response, he tore my shirt, ripping it off my body in one quick yank.
Jesus, how strong were these guys?
“You naked now,” he said as he tossed the scrap behind him.
Two other men reached for the rips in my jeans, tearing them open and ripping the denim from my body.
“Get off me! Leave me alone!”
They ignored me, pulling at my clothes until I was left in nothing but my boxers, shoes, and socks.
Antiphates knelt in front of me, placing his hands on my thighs and smiling up at me.
“Wh-what are you gonna do to me?” I asked, my voice high and trembling.
“Eat,” he said simply.
He leaned in and breathed in the scent of my crotch. The feeling of his nose against my dick felt weirdly good. I’d just cum a few minutes ago, but I was already starting to get hard again from all the stimulation.
Antiphates got back to his feet, then smirked as he walked around me and out of view.
“Where did he go?” I cried out.
The other Laestrygonians just leered at me, rubbing their hands together like they were preparing for a meal.
Fuck… were these guys actual, real-life cannibals?
I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt Antiphates’ hot breath on my neck.
“I eat now,” he said.
I closed my eyes, waiting for the end.
Then I felt his strong hands on my hips, grabbing my boxers and pulling them down to mid-thigh.
“Oh God,” I whimpered. “Please…”
I heard the sound of him kneeling, then felt his warm breath on my ass.
Jesus Christ. He was going to take a bite out of my butt!
His thick fingers roughly grabbed my cheeks and spread them apart.
Um… okay. Not what I was expecting.
I stayed still, frozen by fear, but also terribly confused as to what was going on.
Then I felt it.
The moan poured out of me involuntarily.
“Ohhhhhhhhh… what…?”
Antiphates’ tongue ran along the inside of my crack, leaving a trail of saliva between my cheeks.
“Taste yummy,” he grunted.
Listen—it may not have been something I’d ever considered, but I’ll take the compliment!
His tongue swiped against my hole again, making me moan once more and causing my dick to jump a little.
“Why are you doing this?” I said weakly.
“Antiphates hungry.”
He spread my cheeks apart even further, running his tongue along the underside of my balls and all the way up to my lower back.
Holy fuck… I wasn’t gay, but this felt fucking incredible. Why had I never asked Penelope to eat my ass before? This shit was awesome.
Another one of the giants, a blond man with a thick mane of hair and matching beard, knelt in front of me and gave my penis a tug.
“Whoa, dude,” I said. “Hands off my junk.”
He just kept tugging me, stroking my foreskin back and forth as if he’d never seen it before.
“So much skin,” he said dumbly.
His touch made me hard again, which was embarrassing, but I stopped thinking about that when he wrapped his lips around my cock.
“Oh, shit,” I moaned. “Fuck…”
Antiphates was now wiggling his tongue deeper into my hole, while the blond giant was sucking my cock like a starving man.
I rolled my head back and looked up at the light, the pleasure making my legs wobble.
Soon I felt hands on my left foot, then my right.
When I looked down, two more giants were crouched with their heads to the ground, their wide mouths open to devour my feet.
They sucked in the ends of my feet all at once, tongues writhing in between my toes. I’d never had my toes sucked either, but the feeling was honestly otherworldly, especially when getting my dick sucked and my ass eaten.
I just hung there and moaned, my body reacting involuntarily to having four men sucking all over me.
Soon I felt more tongues on me.
A man to my left had his face buried in my armpit, greedily sucking and licking the hair as a man to my right did the same.
I felt half a dozen tongues on me, all licking and devouring me, and the sensation was so overwhelming that I could feel myself getting close to cumming again.
My head rolled back as the pleasure began to crest. As I stared upside-down behind me, I caught the gaze of another giant. He was standing directly behind me, or over me, as I should say, as he stood over seven feet tall.
He was grinning, his red lips stretched wide underneath a thick black beard.
“Pretty boy,” he said.
Before I knew what was happening, his lips were pressed against mine, and we were kissing.
“What the fuck?” I said.
Or, at least, I wanted to say. In reality, I just moaned into his mouth, my protests swallowed by his thick tongue.
He was a wet kisser, and I wanted to hurl as he dripped saliva from his mouth into mine, but I was so intoxicated by all these tongues on me that all I could do was drink it.
I moaned weakly, allowing these men to use my body as I had no other choice. Antiphates had his tongue several inches inside my ass now, so deep that I wondered whether he’d replaced it with his finger or something deeper.
The two men sucking my toes were now running their tongues along the soles of my feet, tickling me. The man on my cock was bobbing his head up and down hungrily, pausing every so often to suck on my nuts and give them a good tongue. The men licking my armpits were groaning loudly, and I could feel their hard cocks rubbing against my side as they thrust against me.
All the while, the tallest giant continued kissing me, taking my breath away and keeping me from being able to focus on anything but the white-hot, blinding pleasure.
“Mmmf… mm cmmng!” I moaned into his mouth.
I felt my balls contract as I fired jets of hot semen all over the Laestrygonian’s face.
He stuck his tongue out, swallowing it hungrily as the others knelt beside him and did the same.
One by one, each of the Laestrygonians took their mouths off of me and instead focused on catching droplets of my semen, mouths open like baby birds.
They smacked their lips hungrily, groaning and grunting.
I heard a knock at the door.
“Hello? Anyone in here?”
Quicker than you’d think based on their size, the giants retreated into the shadows, until suddenly they were gone and I was seemingly alone.
The door creaked open as a tall, thin young man entered. He had wiry red hair, freckles, and looked absolutely terrified.
“Hello?”
His eyes landed on me and widened. “Jesus!”
“Help me,” I said. “Please, you have to untie me. Before they get back.”
He looked at me, then back at the door.
“Come on, man! Don’t leave me here.”
The young man sighed, then quickly crept over to me. His head turned on a swivel, looking around the dark room, but seeing nothing.
“Hurry,” I hissed.
“What happened to you?” he asked as he looked at my naked, saliva-covered body.
“The Laestrygonians.”
“Who’s that?”
“Forget it.” I looked around the room, a sinking feeling in my stomach as I realized what the young man’s fate would be. “Hurry up and undo the straps before they return.”
He undid my wrist straps first, then I reached for the left ankle while he undid the right.
“I’m looking for the exit,” he said.
“Good fucking luck with that,” I said, then ran for the door as fast as I could.
“Dude, what the– WHOA!”
I didn’t look back, not even as I heard the sound of pounding footsteps and deep laughter, nor the weak protests of whoever the fuck that guy was.
I slammed the door shut behind me, blocking out the noise of his demise and the weight of my own guilt.
I felt like a piece of shit for bolting, but I had to focus on myself if I had any hope of getting the fuck out of here.
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Braaaaaaahhh, all the erogenous zones getting hit at the same time: cock, ass, armpits, toes, and mouth. Fuck! So hot.
I love perverting a myth, keep these cumming!