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y something much thicker; it entered him and pushed into his core. He was astonished at how little it hurt.</p><p id="05c7">He wept with contentment and pure delight, as his invisible lover pumped into him again and again.</p><p id="4fe8">A climax rushed up, and Aegon exploded in wonder. A few moments later, the other man grunted and filled his butt with cold seed.</p><p id="2bf4">While Aegon panted from exhaustion, and wondered why the semen in his butt was cold, the other man whipped the blindfold from his eyes.</p><p id="9a79">The centaur almost choked.</p><p id="2bee">Staring back at him wasn’t Klint, but a menacing ghoul, with ghost smoke swirling all about his body. Speaking of body, Aegon was confused. How could a man who looked so fearsome, be so satisfying in bed?</p><p id="8aa5">Now, at The Fashionable Pony, a different ghoul from the one who had fucked him five years ago, stared down at him too. This ghoul was younger, in his late twenties, probably, with black hair and a dashing appearance. If Aegon wasn’t so afraid, he would have been turned on.</p><p id="4358">“Tobakus.” The ghoul gestured to himself. “Do you see that blond man over there?” He eyed the blond still receiving his relentless dose of pleasure on the bed.</p><p id="539c">“He’s Justin Fairwater, if you’ve heard of him,” Tobakus said. “He’s gotten entangled with that other man, Ralphieri.” He indicated the hideous man gleefully pounding Justin’s ass. “I want you to help me get rid of Ralphieri. Understand?”</p><p id="957f">Aegon thought the name “Justin Fairwater” sounded familiar.</p><p id="3f31">Tobakus grinned. “He’s a spell caster who deals a lot with the darker dimension. Some people find his presence — controversial.” He paused. “But that’s not why I’m talking to you. If it were up to me, I would break Justin out of there right now. But I’m bound by contract not to do anything until certain terms have been met.” He snarled.</p><p id="c319">“What kind of contract?” Aegon asked, warily.</p><p id="d7e7">The ghoul actually looked defensive. “That’s none of your business. I just need you to lure Ralphieri away. Far, far away so that he doesn’t come near Justin again.”</p><p id="53ac">The centaur raised an eyebrow. “What is Justin to you? Because it’s clear to me that he’s enjoying himself, not suffering.”</p><p id="6212">The handsome ghoul clenched his jaw and glared at Aegon. “Justin and I are good friends. Ralphieri is bad news and dangerous. Now, will you help me or not?”</p><p id="fade">Aegon thought it rich that Tobakus would call this man dangerous when Tobakus was a ghoul himself. Tobakus fumed, and Aegon belatedly remembered that ghouls could read minds.</p><p id="2897">“Ralphieri isn’t what he seems,” the ghoul hissed. “Get him off of Justin as soon as possible.”</p><p id="4106">Aegon folded his arms, taking his time, not wanting to be pushed around, even by this big, fit ghoul. Aegon’s fear was receding, and he started feeling a stirring in his groin instead. Unbidden, he thought, <i>Tobakus would be great in bed…just like Trevian Gleamstone.</i></p><p id="350a">Tobakus raked eyes full of suspicion over the centaur. “What have you done with Trevian Gleamstone, out of all ghouls?”</p><p id="ab3a">In this moment, Aegon oddly felt like he could trust Tobakus. Justin clearly meant something to Tobakus, and the ghoul wanted to get him away from Ralphieri, whom Aegon still didn’t think was that much of a threat. So, instead of responding, Aegon let the memories wash over him, showing the telepathic ghoul what had transpired.</p><p id="9bef">Tobakus sucked in a breath, grimacing. “Gleamstone is an outright bastard, though that’s hardly news.” He glanced back over to where Justin was having amazing sex with Ralphieri, then leveled his gaze at Aegon.</p><p id="5099">“If you help Justin break free from Ralphieri, I’ll help you break free from Gleamstone.”</p><p id="9944">It was Aegon’s turn to grimace. “Deal.”</p><p id="00c1">As Aegon promised, he stopped watching and “lured” Ralphieri away from Justin; he even let the man drag him into another room.</p><p id="6939">Now Aegon lay on his side in centaur form, on a snowy-white bed. Ralphieri sucked the centaur’s fore-dick, and used his thick hands to knead his rear-dick. The sensation was so blissful that he couldn’t see why Tobakus saw anything to fear in this man. Aegon had the hunch that Tobakus was jealous, and that Justin was more than a friend.</p><p id="e1b8">Aegon couldn’t help but think of Diego, the gorgeous enchanter. But the centaur brushed that thought away. He was determined to enjoy this new sexual encounter for what it was worth.</p><p id="6efa">Just before Aegon was about to erupt, Ralphieri flipped him onto his back. Despite Aegon’s gasp of surprise, Ralphieri pounced on him and drove his hard cock straight into Aegon’s ass.</p><p id="4921">Aegon was overwhelmed. It was the most exquisite ecstasy mixed with pain he had ever experienced. All he wanted was for Ralphieri to violently ram him over and over. How could a man smash his sweet spot every time? Moreover, Aegon enjoyed being pinned down onto the mattress, utterly at the mercy of this beefy man.</p><p id="90ab">At long last, the ugly man came inside him with a roar, spurting his cum so deep and ferociously, that much of it dribbled out onto the sheets.</p><p id="2900">Ralphieri then grabbed Aegon’s dicks, one with his mouth, the other with a strong hand. Aegon cried out with supreme euphoria as his ow

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n orgasm overtook him.</p><p id="09b5">When Aegon recovered from his happy trance, he found Ralphieri sneering down at him. “Are you ready to go again?” the man said.</p><p id="f7b2">The centaur watched in dismay as Ralphieri’s cock hardened again, till it grew as thick as a baseball bat.</p><p id="f090">Aegon tried not to whimper. “No, master, I’m still so sore.” The centaur rarely begged anyone, not since Trevian.</p><p id="82f2">Ralphieri smirked, and crossed his thick arms over his chest. “Sore butts are the nicest to fuck.”</p><p id="7108">Before Aegon could panic that this man would force him into submission, Ralphieri said, with a blithe air, “Too bad, then. Just lay like that, rest, and look pretty until the next customer arrives.”</p><p id="47d8">“What customer?” Aegon stuttered out.</p><p id="c049">Ralphieri brought his face close to the centaur, as if he might kiss him, and grinned. “You’ll see.” With that, he disappeared out the door.</p><h2 id="578d">Click here for the next chapter!</h2><p id="bf60">This story was written to <a href="undefined">Jonathon Sawyer</a> and <a href="undefined">Bradan Writes Stories</a><a href="https://readmedium.com/monday-mash-up-24-d30b40bab0c9">Monday Mashup #24</a>.</p><div id="882c"><pre>Writing prompt (<span class="hljs-number">2</span> pts):

Someone <span class="hljs-keyword">is</span> knocking <span class="hljs-keyword">at</span> death's door.

Aegon <span class="hljs-keyword">is</span> knocking <span class="hljs-keyword">at</span> death's door. (But <span class="hljs-keyword">the</span> author will keep him alive.)

Constraints (<span class="hljs-number">1</span> pt each)

A locked door (<span class="hljs-number">1</span> pt)

Clarice takes Aegon <span class="hljs-keyword">to</span> a locked door <span class="hljs-keyword">at</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">the</span> brothel.

Martini glass <span class="hljs-keyword">or</span> other type <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> drink holding device (<span class="hljs-number">1</span> pt)

Klint had Aegon drink a glass <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> enchanted wine.

Baseball bat (<span class="hljs-number">1</span> pt)

Ralphieri's dick hardened again <span class="hljs-keyword">to</span> baseball bat size. You can <span class="hljs-keyword">tell</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">by</span> this metaphor <span class="hljs-keyword">that</span> Aegon <span class="hljs-keyword">isn't</span> turned <span class="hljs-keyword">on</span> anymore…

A key (<span class="hljs-number">1</span> pt)

Clarice uses a golden key <span class="hljs-keyword">to</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">get</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">into</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">the</span> room <span class="hljs-keyword">where</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">the</span> men were having a threesome.

Hardcore constraint (<span class="hljs-number">2</span> pts):

Include an example <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> symbolism.

Aegon lay <span class="hljs-keyword">on</span> snowy-white sheets…which symbolizes purity <span class="hljs-keyword">and</span> innocence. However, nobody <span class="hljs-keyword">is</span> pure <span class="hljs-keyword">or</span> innocent here. (Unless you argue <span class="hljs-keyword">that</span> Aegon's naivety <span class="hljs-keyword">in</span> trusting Klint <span class="hljs-keyword">and</span> Tobakus, are a kind <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> innocence.)

Literary device (<span class="hljs-number">5</span> pts):

An example <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> a sliding doors moments (seemingly inconsequential moments <span class="hljs-keyword">that</span> nonetheless alter <span class="hljs-keyword">the</span> trajectory <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> future events.)

Aegon trusted Klint <span class="hljs-keyword">in</span> playing <span class="hljs-keyword">some</span> <span class="hljs-string">"sexy"</span> game, which seemed quite casual, playful, <span class="hljs-keyword">and</span> trivial. But <span class="hljs-keyword">it</span> spiraled <span class="hljs-keyword">into</span> him unknowingly having sex <span class="hljs-keyword">with</span> Trevian Gleamstone. Trevian <span class="hljs-keyword">is</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">the</span> ghoul lord <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">the</span> darker dimension. Aegon <span class="hljs-keyword">is</span> now constantly <span class="hljs-keyword">in</span> danger, <span class="hljs-keyword">to</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">put</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">it</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">in</span> an understatement.

I tallied up <span class="hljs-keyword">my</span> own points! (<span class="hljs-number">1</span> pt)

Total points: <span class="hljs-number">14</span></pre></div><p id="14bb">Tagging readers who kindly commented on my previous chapters, in alphabetical order of first name: <a href="undefined">Bradan Writes Stories</a>, <a href="undefined">Cathylouise</a>, <a href="undefined">Ginger Bangs</a>, <a href="undefined">J.C. Lovero</a>, <a href="undefined">Jonathon Sawyer</a>, <a href="undefined">Laura Knapke (Nap-Key)</a>, <a href="undefined">Marie A. Rebelle</a>, <a href="undefined">May More 💜 Tales</a>, <a href="undefined">Philip Mann-Montreal</a>, <a href="undefined">Posy Churchgate - Writes & Edits Fiction</a>, <a href="undefined">Sonja Glucksberg</a></p><p id="8307">(Please DM me if you wish to be removed from this list!)</p></article></body>

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THE ENCHANTER AND THE CENTAUR

The Centaur Got Fucked Hard

Chap 5 — How could a man who looked so fearsome, be so satisfying in bed?

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Diego, his last hookup partner, ran away from him just a few days ago. Since then, Aegon the centaur had lost the heart to have sex with anyone but himself and his toys.

He thought again about how Diego foresaw Aegon’s death and gave him a warning. Yet, Aegon was tempted now to return to the surface and do something rash. He didn’t have a death wish, but roaming these halls alone, though safe, was dreary and depressing.

So he went back up to the swamp ground level, determined to do more with his life. He seemed to always be knocking on death’s door anyway. Then the centaur morphed back to human form to avoid attracting too much attention.

While he was still too miserable to sleep with anyone right now, he still felt his lust flare up. So he opted to do something in between. He would watch other people have sex.

It just so happened that he went to The Fashionable Pony, a high-end brothel that Diego had visited long ago. Some patrons stared lasciviously at Aegon, but he was not in need of money. Instead, he told one of the managers there, a young woman named Clarice, that he just wanted to watch.

She raised an eyebrow. But she didn’t judge and told him to follow her. At last, they came across a locked door. Moans and groans sounded behind it, and Aegon felt his excitement rise.

Clarice knocked once before she took out a golden key to enter the room. Three naked men were tangled up in bed, heavily perspiring. Clarice strode forward to talk to them.

The men looked curious and glanced towards Aegon. The centaur made sure his face betrayed no emotion.

To his relief, Clarice came back and nodded. “They consented to let you watch.”

Aegon did not expect the rush of relief that flooded into him. He crossed his arms and nodded.

One of the men was tall, blond, and slender. Another was even taller, but was more muscular. The muscular guy was surrounded by ghost smoke; he was clearly a ghoul. Both of these men were inordinately handsome.

The third man, however, was incredibly hideous. But perhaps that was his appeal.

The men adjusted their positions. Soon the blond guy was being spit-roasted, quite roughly. The ugly man plunged his cock into the blond man’s mouth, while the ghoul impaled the blond’s behind.

That must hurt, but despite his reddening face, the blond guy appeared to enjoy it.

After a while, the ghoul left them. The hideous man pinned the blond to the bed, and the blond cried out in pain and pleasure as the ugly man continued to drive his dick into his ass.

There was something about the blond man being crushed, helpless, yet begging for more, that turned Aegon on to a surprising degree.

Aegon finally couldn’t resist stroking his own cock, but he got an icy tap on the shoulder. He gasped as he stared up into the ghoul’s grinning face. “Have you had your fill yet?”

The ghoul’s voice was discordant, like a storm at night. Aegon felt cold dread seep into him, and suddenly it all felt so familiar.

Flashback to five years ago, Aegon was lying on a hard, chilly floor, unable to move.

Aegon had taken a glass of enchanted wine, as his “friend” had suggested. He had been lonely and wasn’t picky when it came to companions. His “friend,” Klint, was an abnormally handsome, confident man with vivid red hair.

Klint told him that the drink would put him to sleep at first, but he would wake up with his senses more alive than usual, which would enhance his pleasure. Klint warned the centaur that he would be restrained, too.

Aegon wasn’t familiar with the submissive role, but Klint had such a disarming smile, and Aegon didn’t have a strong opinion either way. With the centaur’s further consent, Klint had blindfolded him so that he wouldn’t see anything when he woke up.

The centaur had been too trusting, but he was too hungry for sex and affection to care. Plus, Klint spoke in a way that soothed him and made his bones melt.

Now, blindfolded on the freezing floor, Aegon was delighted when rough hands roved over his sensitive body, giving extra attention to his dick. His legs were lifted and propped up onto a pair of shoulders.

Then, Aegon gasped at a cool pressure against his butthole. His breathing grew more labored when something dug into his ass.

He was both nervous and excited. He groaned with joy when the tool was replaced by something much thicker; it entered him and pushed into his core. He was astonished at how little it hurt.

He wept with contentment and pure delight, as his invisible lover pumped into him again and again.

A climax rushed up, and Aegon exploded in wonder. A few moments later, the other man grunted and filled his butt with cold seed.

While Aegon panted from exhaustion, and wondered why the semen in his butt was cold, the other man whipped the blindfold from his eyes.

The centaur almost choked.

Staring back at him wasn’t Klint, but a menacing ghoul, with ghost smoke swirling all about his body. Speaking of body, Aegon was confused. How could a man who looked so fearsome, be so satisfying in bed?

Now, at The Fashionable Pony, a different ghoul from the one who had fucked him five years ago, stared down at him too. This ghoul was younger, in his late twenties, probably, with black hair and a dashing appearance. If Aegon wasn’t so afraid, he would have been turned on.

“Tobakus.” The ghoul gestured to himself. “Do you see that blond man over there?” He eyed the blond still receiving his relentless dose of pleasure on the bed.

“He’s Justin Fairwater, if you’ve heard of him,” Tobakus said. “He’s gotten entangled with that other man, Ralphieri.” He indicated the hideous man gleefully pounding Justin’s ass. “I want you to help me get rid of Ralphieri. Understand?”

Aegon thought the name “Justin Fairwater” sounded familiar.

Tobakus grinned. “He’s a spell caster who deals a lot with the darker dimension. Some people find his presence — controversial.” He paused. “But that’s not why I’m talking to you. If it were up to me, I would break Justin out of there right now. But I’m bound by contract not to do anything until certain terms have been met.” He snarled.

“What kind of contract?” Aegon asked, warily.

The ghoul actually looked defensive. “That’s none of your business. I just need you to lure Ralphieri away. Far, far away so that he doesn’t come near Justin again.”

The centaur raised an eyebrow. “What is Justin to you? Because it’s clear to me that he’s enjoying himself, not suffering.”

The handsome ghoul clenched his jaw and glared at Aegon. “Justin and I are good friends. Ralphieri is bad news and dangerous. Now, will you help me or not?”

Aegon thought it rich that Tobakus would call this man dangerous when Tobakus was a ghoul himself. Tobakus fumed, and Aegon belatedly remembered that ghouls could read minds.

“Ralphieri isn’t what he seems,” the ghoul hissed. “Get him off of Justin as soon as possible.”

Aegon folded his arms, taking his time, not wanting to be pushed around, even by this big, fit ghoul. Aegon’s fear was receding, and he started feeling a stirring in his groin instead. Unbidden, he thought, Tobakus would be great in bed…just like Trevian Gleamstone.

Tobakus raked eyes full of suspicion over the centaur. “What have you done with Trevian Gleamstone, out of all ghouls?”

In this moment, Aegon oddly felt like he could trust Tobakus. Justin clearly meant something to Tobakus, and the ghoul wanted to get him away from Ralphieri, whom Aegon still didn’t think was that much of a threat. So, instead of responding, Aegon let the memories wash over him, showing the telepathic ghoul what had transpired.

Tobakus sucked in a breath, grimacing. “Gleamstone is an outright bastard, though that’s hardly news.” He glanced back over to where Justin was having amazing sex with Ralphieri, then leveled his gaze at Aegon.

“If you help Justin break free from Ralphieri, I’ll help you break free from Gleamstone.”

It was Aegon’s turn to grimace. “Deal.”

As Aegon promised, he stopped watching and “lured” Ralphieri away from Justin; he even let the man drag him into another room.

Now Aegon lay on his side in centaur form, on a snowy-white bed. Ralphieri sucked the centaur’s fore-dick, and used his thick hands to knead his rear-dick. The sensation was so blissful that he couldn’t see why Tobakus saw anything to fear in this man. Aegon had the hunch that Tobakus was jealous, and that Justin was more than a friend.

Aegon couldn’t help but think of Diego, the gorgeous enchanter. But the centaur brushed that thought away. He was determined to enjoy this new sexual encounter for what it was worth.

Just before Aegon was about to erupt, Ralphieri flipped him onto his back. Despite Aegon’s gasp of surprise, Ralphieri pounced on him and drove his hard cock straight into Aegon’s ass.

Aegon was overwhelmed. It was the most exquisite ecstasy mixed with pain he had ever experienced. All he wanted was for Ralphieri to violently ram him over and over. How could a man smash his sweet spot every time? Moreover, Aegon enjoyed being pinned down onto the mattress, utterly at the mercy of this beefy man.

At long last, the ugly man came inside him with a roar, spurting his cum so deep and ferociously, that much of it dribbled out onto the sheets.

Ralphieri then grabbed Aegon’s dicks, one with his mouth, the other with a strong hand. Aegon cried out with supreme euphoria as his own orgasm overtook him.

When Aegon recovered from his happy trance, he found Ralphieri sneering down at him. “Are you ready to go again?” the man said.

The centaur watched in dismay as Ralphieri’s cock hardened again, till it grew as thick as a baseball bat.

Aegon tried not to whimper. “No, master, I’m still so sore.” The centaur rarely begged anyone, not since Trevian.

Ralphieri smirked, and crossed his thick arms over his chest. “Sore butts are the nicest to fuck.”

Before Aegon could panic that this man would force him into submission, Ralphieri said, with a blithe air, “Too bad, then. Just lay like that, rest, and look pretty until the next customer arrives.”

“What customer?” Aegon stuttered out.

Ralphieri brought his face close to the centaur, as if he might kiss him, and grinned. “You’ll see.” With that, he disappeared out the door.

Click here for the next chapter!

This story was written to Jonathon Sawyer and Bradan Writes StoriesMonday Mashup #24.

Writing prompt (2 pts):

Someone is knocking at death's door.

Aegon is knocking at death's door. (But the author will keep him alive.)

Constraints (1 pt each)

A locked door (1 pt)

Clarice takes Aegon to a locked door at the brothel.

Martini glass or other type of drink holding device (1 pt)

Klint had Aegon drink a glass of enchanted wine.

Baseball bat (1 pt)

Ralphieri's dick hardened again to baseball bat size. You can tell by 
this metaphor that Aegon isn't turned on anymore…

A key (1 pt)

Clarice uses a golden key to get into the room where the men were having 
a threesome.

Hardcore constraint (2 pts):

Include an example of symbolism.

Aegon lay on snowy-white sheets…which symbolizes purity and innocence. 
However, nobody is pure or innocent here. (Unless you argue that Aegon's 
naivety in trusting Klint and Tobakus, are a kind of innocence.)

Literary device (5 pts):

An example of a sliding doors moments (seemingly inconsequential moments 
that nonetheless alter the trajectory of future events.)

Aegon trusted Klint in playing some "sexy" game, which seemed quite casual, 
playful, and trivial. But it spiraled into him unknowingly having sex with 
Trevian Gleamstone. Trevian is the ghoul lord of the darker dimension. 
Aegon is now constantly in danger, to put it in an understatement.

I tallied up my own points!  (1 pt)

Total points: 14

Tagging readers who kindly commented on my previous chapters, in alphabetical order of first name: Bradan Writes Stories, Cathylouise, Ginger Bangs, J.C. Lovero, Jonathon Sawyer, Laura Knapke (Nap-Key), Marie A. Rebelle, May More 💜 Tales, Philip Mann-Montreal, Posy Churchgate - Writes & Edits Fiction, Sonja Glucksberg

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