Sex Fighter

This is a classic from my childhood (I was born in 1985). I believe many people my age, like me, obediently sat in front of the TV every day to watch it, and afterwards, we'd tirelessly rehearse "Lushan Rising Dragon Fist" and "Pegasus Meteor Fist" on the streets of the island with our friends. The plot details have faded somewhat, but I miss it.

I've seen many people online adapting various novels into BL (Boys' Love) versions, but none of them are Saint Seiya. Occasionally, I see manga, but they're all BL. Perhaps because I'm from Northeast China, I prefer more intense things, and I find the idea of pale-faced, pointy-chinned men having sex doesn't interest me at all. I like men and boys with some muscles, not necessarily intimidatingly strong like they're wearing armor, but that's often how masculine beauty is displayed. I enjoy reading erotic novels online, especially those depicting handsome young men being raped, gang-raped, or having sex (Taipei Erotic Website 757h), but I always feel that those novels have aspects that don't quite suit my taste. So I've decided to write my own story, based on the Saint Seiya manga (I haven't watched much of the anime, so I don't remember much about it), to get everyone who reads it (including myself) fired up, got a hard time, and then died from exhaustion.

The Saints in the book are all incredibly fit, each with "well-proportioned muscles and not an ounce of fat," making them perfect sexual fantasies in gay novels. Moreover, they're all young, all under 20, making them ideal candidates for erotic novels. In the original work, Seiya and the others are 13-15 years old, but to make it more vivid and arousing, I plan to change everyone's age to between 16-20, so that things like eight-pack abs are more realistic.

This will be an interactive series, and I need everyone's inspiration. Below, I'll post the synopsis of each volume of *Saint Seiya*. Tell me what kind of descriptions you like, what kind of characters you like, what part of the book you'd like to rewrite, and how you'd rewrite it, etc. Your inspiration is my source and motivation, keep it up! I'm the kind of person who can make a friend ejaculate twice in one night just by texting, so I'm very confident in my writing skills. I miss the classics, I want to create a new classic of erotic novels, please help! Thank you~~~

1.

A Taiwanese poet once said, "The sky here is as blue as Greece."

The story begins with a chance encounter—no, an inevitability—in Athens, Greece.

Mitsumasa Kido owns a vast conglomerate with immense wealth, and traveling the world is his greatest pleasure. This year, his destination is Athens, which boasts the most beautiful sky in the world. Of course, for someone who has traveled the world for over a decade, the true purpose of this trip is the tranquility he finds deep within his soul while wandering through ancient ruins.

It was a summer evening, the sea breeze gently caressing every pillar of the Acropolis, the rubble swaying to the rhythm of summer—they would not perish, for this place had been Athena's sacred domain since ancient times—though people considered it merely an ancient tale, a legend shrouding this ancient kingdom in mystery. Seagulls, as always, flew alone close to the shimmering sea, swooping down…

Kido Mitsumasa walked alone among the not-so-high hills of the Acropolis, enjoying the warm sunset in this foreign land. The distant bell tower seemed long abandoned, standing alone at the mountain's edge—at least from his angle, twilight enveloped the area behind it.

"Go see that bell tower… the bell tower… the bell tower…"

A faint voice whispered in Kido Mitsumasa's ear; he couldn't tell if someone was speaking or what, and unconsciously, he walked step by step in that direction. The stone steps in the mountains had lay there for centuries, warmed by the sunlight. He was getting closer and closer to the clock tower.

Suddenly, a bright light shone from the twilight, reaching the foot of the clock tower before Kido Mitsumasa could react. Driven by intense curiosity, he rushed forward and discovered something moving beneath the dark clock tower… a person! A shirtless man, carrying a huge box on his back,
and in his arms… a baby!

The man seemed weak, but his eyes gleamed with a sharp light. He saw Kido, struggled to his feet, and gestured for him to come. Kido, thinking it was a tourist who had accidentally fallen off the cliff, tried to take out his phone to call for help, only to find that the signal, which had been full just moments before, was now completely gone. He could only rush to the man's side. The man had now managed to sit up, leaning against the clock tower, panting heavily. Kido couldn't discern the man's injuries, only that his muscular body was covered in wounds of varying sizes. In the fading sunlight, the man appeared very young, perhaps only in his early twenties, yet possessed an exceptionally strong physique, his well-developed pectoral muscles heaving with each breath. He looked at Kido and said with difficulty, "Sir, you are God's chosen one… This, this girl and this box, please keep them safe… They're coming soon, you must go, go…" Kido was completely bewildered. He tried to ask for clarification, but the man kept pushing him away, tears welling in his eyes, yet his gaze held a resolve Kido had never seen before, even a touch of holiness. Kido glanced at the infant in his arms, sleeping soundly.
"Go… go…"

"I saw him run this way, he can't have gone far!"

Kido, a former soldier, understood their predicament. He glanced at the muscular man leaning against the clock tower, nodded, and quickly left with the child and the strange box. The man watched Kido walk away, a faint smile appearing on his weary face—a smile of victory, relief, or perhaps satisfaction.
Kido was filled with questions. After all, it had all happened so suddenly. The sunset was still warm, just as it had been moments before, and the child in his arms and the suitcase on his back told him that this was definitely not as simple as an accidental fall off a cliff. But what exactly happened? He had absolutely no clue. With no time to appreciate the beautiful seaside scenery, Kido went straight back to the inn, handed the child and suitcase to the butler, Tatsumi, and went to his room to lie down. As the butler, Tatsumi clearly understood what to ask and what not to ask—a simple common sense that all servants understood.

Completely clueless, Kido simply stopped thinking about it and went to sleep early. Meanwhile, beneath the clock tower, the young man who had watched him walk away with a smile on his lips was now surrounded by a dozen equally strong men.
"Aiolus, you traitor, where do you think you're going!"

"Boss, this kid's badly injured, he can't get far!"

This young man is named Aiolos, a remarkable figure in the Sanctuary. Although only 20 years old, he already possesses extraordinary abilities. He's a renowned marksman with a handsome appearance, an angelic smile, and a perfect physique, captivating countless young men and women. Such a perfect figure makes many people drool, yearning to possess him, even for just a fleeting moment. But no one gets their wish. This young man is highly skilled in martial arts; apart from his companion Saga, no one can withstand three of his moves, and others cannot even get close. Furthermore, Aiolos trains day and night, and although he's already eighteen, he remains a virgin, which drives people even more crazy.

The group chasing him were the rabble of the Sanctuary, whose daily duties consisted only of guarding the gate and driving away wild beasts. Aside from their muscular physiques, they were filled with nothing but lustful thoughts, and Aiolos was someone they could only dream of. Just thinking about him made their penises hard; everyone said that whoever could have sex with him was truly blessed in their past life. As for why such a person was being chased so desperately by such a group, it certainly wasn't due to being outnumbered or ambushed. There was only one possibility—this handsome man had been severely injured by a powerful opponent, leaving him vulnerable and bullied.

The men surrounded him, seeing that the handsome man they had longed for was now powerless to fight back. His bare upper body and tattered trousers were undeniably sexy and alluring, while Aiolos's heavy breathing and heaving chest further aroused the desires of the men present.

These henchmen were actually only in their early twenties, but their skin was tanned from daily exposure to the sun and wind. Combined with the generally tall and imposing stature of Europeans, this group of men formed a black iron tower, suffocating the senses. The greedy glint in their eyes and the erections between their legs instilled a sense of dread in Aiolos.
2. Aiolos's Suffering Illustration

: The idea that men are driven by their lower instincts is perfectly apt in this scene. The henchman captain was nearly 1.9 meters tall, his rough hands bearing clearly visible veins, his bulging muscles trembling slightly with excitement. He approached Aiolos step by step, his bloodshot eyes filled with lust.

"Handsome, do you know how much your brothers have missed you? Every day we see you so majestic, disciplining this one and that one. Why are you so quiet today? It's better to save your breath, so you don't run out of steam later." As he spoke, the captain removed his helmet and armor, revealing a muscular physique beneath. His large penis, glistening with precum, nodded repeatedly. "What, do you want me to take your clothes off myself?" Aiolos glared at the demon before him, his eyes still unwavering, yet he had no strength left to resist this absurdity.

"Strip him!" At the captain's command, two young men stripped naked and ran towards the long-desired body. These two boys were only sixteen years old, and had never tasted the pleasures of a man. Today, they were already trembling with excitement at the prospect of getting their hands on this masterpiece. They pounced on Aiolos and ripped off his tattered trousers. "Ew~~" The onlookers widened their eyes, discovering that this stunning young man wasn't wearing underwear. His penis wasn't large, but it was the same bronze color as his body, with half of the glans exposed, and his testicles were perfectly round and alluring. The crowd was already burning with desire, but without their leader's order, no one dared to step forward. This was a boon for the two young lads (let's call them Xiaopeng and Xiaoshuo), who almost simultaneously pounced on the handsome guy. Xiaopeng squeezed the guy's firm pectoral muscles with one hand, while the other hand directly probed the penis that countless young men and women dreamed of. Xiaoshuo, on the other hand, tightly hugged his long-fantasized older brother from the side, his penis rubbing up and down against his thigh. The handsome guy's firm thighs, heaving chest, and round buttocks drove Xiaopeng and Xiaoshuo wild with desire. The handsome guy himself had already given up resisting, and with his young body slowly heating up, he simply closed his eyes. Suddenly, a warm sensation came from his lower body. It turned out that Xiaoshuo couldn't withstand the overly intense stimulation and ejaculated a thick stream of his virgin semen, spraying it all over Aiolos's chest and abdomen, and even getting a bit on his penis. Aiolos had no experience in this area, but seeing Xiaoshuo's exhausted expression, he knew it must have felt amazing. "Get out of my way! I told you to take off my clothes, who told you to touch me? I haven't even had my turn yet, who gave you permission?" The captain yelled, throwing the two naked boys aside. In his haste, he'd hit them too hard, and both boys fell quite hard, groaning on the ground. Xiao Shuo's glans was still covered in his precious virgin semen.

The captain lifted Aiolos's handsome face with one hand, while the other hand reached for the pink nipples on the handsome boy's chest. The handsome boy had never experienced such stimulation before and couldn't help but cry out. "Oh dear, looks like this kid's pretty lewd, getting aroused with just a little touch. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get your fill today!" With that, he pounced on the handsome boy, pinning him to the ground. Although the handsome boy was unwilling, he was completely exhausted, and the sensation from the nipple stimulation made him want to go again. But the captain was an impatient man and didn't have the patience for foreplay, roughly spreading the handsome boy's legs. The handsome man's secret garden, unseen for twenty years, was now exposed to a pack of beasts. Powerless, he could only close his eyes in shame. "Fuck! So clean! I've fucked so many people, and none of them are this clean!"
Everyone crowded around to look, only to discover that the handsome man's anus was completely hairless, his chrysanthemum a tempting pink, and his buttocks without an ounce of fat, gleaming alluringly in the last rays of the setting sun. The captain lifted the handsome man's legs, placing them on his shoulders, perfectly showcasing his strong thighs to everyone. He spat on his hand and poked at the handsome man's anus. The inexperienced handsome man couldn't withstand such stimulation; the intense pain made him cry out. This cry ignited the passion of all the men present, even the two sixteen-year-old boys who had been thrown aside earlier gathered around, eager to immediately begin their assault. Upon hearing this, the captain became even more excited, his fingers repeatedly moving in and out of the virgin's anus, while the virgin's cries of "Ah~ Ah~" filled the air. Whether it was pain or pleasure, the virgin himself couldn't distinguish; it was simply a very unique feeling. The captain felt it was about time and suddenly withdrew his fingers. "Oh~"

The virgin felt the fullness disappear and couldn't help but let out a very ecstatic sound. Then, the captain roared, thrusting his proud 18-centimeter penis inside. "Ah~~~ No~~~ No
~~~ Too big~ Too big~~~ Oh~~ No~~~ No~~~" For a virgin, this size penis
was indeed a bit large, but the captain ignored it and began thrusting repeatedly. "Awesome! That's fucking awesome!

I haven't had one this tight in ages! A virgin is a virgin!" "Please~~please~~no~~no~~
no ~~~" No one paid any attention to the handsome guy's pleas. Everyone was incredibly excited, and they all took off their clothes to let their big dicks breathe. Some people couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed Xiao Peng, who was standing there watching the live sex show, and started fucking him from behind.

Xiao Peng was also a virgin. Because he was only sixteen years old, his voice was still a little immature. The pain of losing his virginity made him scream incessantly. His screams were high and low, loud and soft, just like the eighteen-year-old handsome guy on the ground, pushing the men's endurance to the limit. Since no one dared to compete with the captain, Xiao Peng temporarily became the center of attention for the men. Xiao Peng also had a good physique. Although his muscles weren't very developed, they were very well-proportioned, and his muscles were already beginning to take shape. His dick was getting hard from being fucked (Taipei Erotic Network 757h), and the sweat on his body made his whole body glisten. Several men were kissing him, pinching his buttocks, and licking his thick, white penis. The boy, already somewhat dazed from multiple advances, moaned incessantly while rubbing his nipples with his hands.

Meanwhile, the captain had already thrust hundreds of times, growing increasingly enthusiastic, each time penetrating fully and then almost completely withdrawing. Lubricated by the precum flowing from his anus, the point of contact between the two men made a series of lewd "smacking" sounds. The handsome man on the ground had stopped crying for help, instead moaning intermittently, "Mmm...ah...oh...oh...ah..." His beautiful face, tender nipples, and
the large, constantly flowing penis were all flushed an alluring pink. Because the captain's penis was thick and long, it continuously stimulated the handsome man's prostate, pushing him to the brink of orgasm. The captain, an experienced man, could tell the boy was about to finish, so he increased the pace of his attack, thrusting even harder. Two sexy male bodies were already soaked in sweat and semen, the air thick with a strong masculine scent. The handsome guy felt he was about to pass out, as if an electric current was coursing through his lower body. "Ah~ I can't take it anymore~ I can't take it anymore~ Ah~~~~~~" A
white light shot out, followed by a second, a third... A full half minute passed before the muscular man's ejaculation gradually stopped, but his penis remained erect. Due to the ejaculation, the boy's already narrow vagina became even tighter, intensely stimulating the captain's burning hot penis. "Ah~ So good~ So good~ Ah~~~" With the captain's howl, the
1.9-meter-tall, burly handsome man also spurted out thick streams of liquid, seemingly without end, turning the handsome man beneath him, who had already fainted, into a "semen man"—his face, chest, shoulders, abdomen, especially his penis and testicles, were covered in thick, whitish semen.

"Captains of all teams, return to the Holy Land immediately! Captains of all teams, return to the Holy Land immediately!"

The captain heard the command in his mind, coming from his superior. Despite his reluctance, the excitement subsided and he regained some composure. He forced his large penis back into his pants and, covered in sweat and semen, went to report for duty. "Keep a close eye on him, don't let him escape, or you'll all die without even knowing how!"

3. The Erotic Scene After the Captain Left

When the captain left, people were engrossed in raping Xiao Peng, who, under the relentless assault of his older brothers, ejaculated fresh semen. He was currently having sex with his good friend—also sixteen-year-old Xiao Shuo. Although both were clumsy, countless large hands were constantly groping their bodies, causing both boys to gasp and moan. At this moment, the guard who had just deflowered Xiao Peng, who was resting nearby, heard the captain's words and immediately saw the "semen-loving" Aiolos lying on the ground. His recently softened penis instantly sprang back to life, and he pounced on the long-desired beauty in three quick steps.

The handsome man on the ground had slowly woken up. Looking at the semen all over his body, his face flushed crimson. His own brother had begged him for so long, and all he'd done was masturbate for him once. Now, he'd been raped by a stranger, and in front of everyone no less! Even more frustrating, besides the tearing pain, he felt a strange, albeit slightly, excitement. So when he saw the second man approaching, he didn't know whether to say "come" or "don't come."

"Handsome guy~ I'm finally going to have you! Ever since I saw you at the training ground that day, every time I fuck my wife, I've been thinking about you. Give me a lick!" With that, the guard (let's call him Kai)
shoved his semen-covered penis into the handsome man's mouth. The pungent smell of a man combined with the force of the massive penis immediately made Aiolos feel suffocated. He tried to push Kai away, but he was too weak and ended up looking like he was willingly clinging to Kai's leg and giving him oral sex. "Ah, a handsome guy is a handsome guy, even his blowjob feels so good, ah~ so good~~~" As he spoke, Akai pushed his waist forward so that his penis
could be fully inserted into the handsome guy's sexy lips. Soon, due to the excessive saliva and precum, each thrust of his large penis made a "gurgling" sound, which attracted the beasts who were preparing to gang rape Xiaopeng and Xiaoshuo nearby. Seeing that the captain was gone, the people swarmed to the handsome guy who had haunted their dreams, and the two little devils who had escaped the ordeal also ran to this handsome older brother for the second time, and kept masturbating themselves. The people pushed Akai away and carried the handsome guy to a flat rock next to the clock tower.

The sun had completely set, and a bright moon climbed into the treetops. Under the moonlight, Aiolos was laid out in a "big" shape, fully displaying every muscle. Only then could people truly appreciate the handsome man's impressive physique: his handsome face was framed by thick, sexy eyebrows; his full pectoral muscles were adorned with still-pink nipples; his eight-pack abs were perfectly defined, with clear grooves, and traces of dried semen could still be seen on them; his thighs were full of youthful muscles, and the light leg hair added to his sex appeal; his bronze penis was erect, about seventeen centimeters long, and his testicles were round and attractive, clean and shiny, making everyone who saw it want to put them in their mouths and savor them.

"Why are you all... ah~" People didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and countless hands, big and small, black and white, immediately covered the handsome man's body. Ah Kai hadn't had enough fun yet, so he shoved his big penis into the handsome man's mouth again, while another young guard next to him also thrust his penis forward and forced it into the handsome man's mouth.
The handsome man could only make "woo-woo~" sounds, oblivious to the stimulation happening to his other parts of his body. His left hand was constantly pinching his cherry-like nipple, which soon swelled considerably; meanwhile, on the same spot on his right, the other person was teasing the sensitive nerves of his nipple with a nimble tongue, the two different sensations causing him to tremble uncontrollably. His lower body was even more aroused; two men (Taipei Erotic Website 757h) simply climbed onto a large rock, spreading his thighs apart and saliva-washing his penis and testicles. The guard who was sucking his penis was a master of oral sex; his nimble tongue acted like an electrode, every movement sending electric shocks through the handsome man—the shaft, glans, coronal sulcus, frenulum…every part became an erogenous zone. His thighs were spread wide, giving others ample opportunity. A guard reached in from the side, pinching and squeezing the handsome man's plump buttocks, occasionally inserting his fingers into his vagina, eliciting soft moans from him. Not only that, his legs weren't idle either. One leg was pulled to his chest, its large, sexy foot constantly stimulating his engorged nipples while he vigorously masturbated; meanwhile, Xiao Shuo's young penis was inserted between the big and second toes of his other leg. Xiao Shuo thrust forward forcefully, gently stroking his immature nipples with both hands, while Xiao Peng's increasingly vigorous penis remained inside his anus. Eventually, Xiao Shuo lacked the strength to thrust forward, and with each thrust to his buttocks, his penis would swell. Even a seasoned veteran, let alone a naive sixteen-year-old, couldn't withstand such intense stimulation, and soon Xiao Shuo ejaculated again. Youth is youth, and this time the quantity was still as high as ever, soaking Aiolos's already dried-out body with semen again. The taste of semen seemed to have a unique magic, giving the men present an aphrodisiac, each increasing the intensity of their hands, mouths, and waists, until the handsome man in the middle was only able to whimper. Under

the moonlight, on a large rock, a dozen or so men, all naked and young and strong,
mingled together with cries of "Oh~~" and "Ah~~" and the sticky sounds from their various intercourse points. Ah Feng, who had just been licking the handsome man's penis, finally couldn't take it anymore. He spread his legs and sat down on the handsome man's erect penis pointing straight to the sky. "Oh~~~" Both of them simultaneously let out satisfied sounds. Because the handsome man's penis was covered in saliva, sweat, pre-ejaculate, and semen of unknown origin, it moved in and out of Ah Feng's vagina freely and without hindrance. Meanwhile, the owner of the penis felt as if it had been inserted into a tight little hole, feeling incredibly good, and he began to involuntarily thrust his hips upwards. This caused the hands that had been pulling at the handsome man's various parts to passively increase their movements, giving the handsome man an unprecedented level of stimulation. Ah Feng, sitting on the handsome man's flat stomach, felt his whole body go numb from the thrusting, his penis spinning wildly like a propeller. "Ah~~ Fuck (Taipei Erotic Website 757h)~~ Brother, fuck (Taipei Erotic Website 757h) to death~~ Brother~ I love you so much~ Ah~ Ah~~~" Suddenly, Ah Feng felt
the huge object inside him grow even larger and harder, and before he could react, he felt streams of heat rush into his body. Ah Feng's taut nerves instantly collapsed, and his semen traced beautiful arcs, "splatter splatter" as it all landed on the other guards.

Seeing Ah Feng enjoying himself so much, several boys eagerly wanted to be fucked by the handsome guy (Taipei Erotic Website 757h). One of the boys, also eighteen, pulled out a small pill from somewhere and shoved it down Ah Feng's throat.
Ah Feng's penis, which had just softened, hardened again, pointing bright red towards the sky. The two men receiving oral sex from Ah Feng had already ejaculated twice in his mouth, withdrawing their penises and caressing Ah Feng's firm, youthful body. Gradually, those who had ejaculated several times gave up, pulling out their phones to take countless photos of Ah Feng, especially his sexy penis and handsome face covered in semen—thousands of photos were taken!
The men who hadn't managed to get a good spot earlier pounced on Ah Feng's body. They flipped him over, making him bend over, making it easier for their large penises to enter and exit. The handsome young man had barely regained his balance when two large, dark penises began to trace patterns on his buttocks, constantly probing his already fully open vagina with their fingers. Soon, his vagina began to open and close on its own, as if beckoning for the penises to enter, and his glans, stimulated by the anus, began to secrete fluid again. Without warning, the two large penises thrust into the eighteen-year-old boy's vagina, "Ah~~~~~~~ Ah, ah, ah~~~~~" Although he had already been deflowered,
But the simultaneous entry of two enormous penises was still too much for the boy to bear. The two penises worked in perfect harmony, one going in and the other out, taking turns bombarding the boy's forbidden rear, each thrust slamming against his prostate, each thrust sending shivers down his spine. The pills the boy had just swallowed continued to take effect, making him feel waves of heat deep within his body. After all, the confined space made the stimulation of his penises too intense, and coupled with the boy's ecstatic moans, the two penises in his anus soon erupted. Both men were exhausted from pleasure, sitting on the open ground nearby, panting heavily.

The drug's effects were growing stronger, and Aiolos knew that the lust within him needed immediate release to feel any relief. The three boys who had wanted to be fucked by him immediately knelt in a row before him, eagerly taking in the enormous penis that would bring them endless pleasure. The handsome man turned them all around, making their buttocks face him, as if he wanted to take care of all three. Since it was his first time initiating sex, this tall, muscular, and handsome guy had no experience whatsoever. He only knew to find a hot hole to quickly release his desire. He saw the middle hole trembling excitedly, so he thrust all the way in, penetrating the middle boy's cunt. "Oh~~~ So big~ So big~ Big cock brother, fuck me to death~ Oh~ Oh~". At first, it was slow
, but once Aiolos mastered the technique, he was like a pile driver, "thump thump thump thump thump" relentlessly pounding into the boy in front of him. Seeing this, the two boys on either side shook Aiolos's thighs, saying, "Brother, brother, it's my turn, it's my turn!" The handsome guy had completely lost his mind, his whole body turning red. So he pulled out his big cock and took turns pounding into the three boys, pounding harder and harder, until soon all three boys were overflowing with sperm. Aiolos's penis thrust in and out of the three honey holes relentlessly, his two enormous testicles slapping against the three round, white buttocks. Combined with the sweat and splattering semen on their bodies, the sounds of "slap, slap" were incessant. Before long, all three boys had passed out from pleasure, their penises still dripping with semen. Seeing that the three boys were finished, the handsome man lost interest in continuing (Taipei Erotic Website 757h) and began to masturbate. Under the moonlight, a stunningly handsome young man, covered in semen, gripped his thick penis in one hand and his semen-saturated honey hole in the other, his muscles trembling with each intense movement. The men who had retreated earlier, now devoid of energy, watched this rare sight of the handsome man masturbating, while simultaneously stroking their own already-ejaculated penises, their moans of "Oh~" and "Ah~" echoing through the valley once more. The handsome man on the boulder moved faster and faster,
and finally, with a long howl, he spat out the essence of an eighteen-year-old boy. The audience below the stage could not bear the obscene scene and surrendered once again.

After the passion, the handsome man's vision went black and he fell on the boulder again.

Galactic War (1)

When Seiya obtained the Pegasus Cloth, his nine half-brothers also obtained their own Cloths.
Of course, everyone went through hellish trials. Shun, who erupted in the raging tide, Ikki, who was reborn in purgatory, Shiryu, who awakened in the waterfall, and Hyoga, who became resolute in the glacier, all had their own stories, some sweet, some tragic, and all had almost experienced the test of life and death.

The baby girl in the swaddling clothes back then has grown into a graceful young woman, and her grandfather named her Saori. This girl is the reincarnation of the goddess Athena. Because she has the cosmos of a god, this girl has been born with wisdom far exceeding that of a normal adult, and her small body hides a huge power that ordinary people cannot perceive. The heavy box she received from that handsome young man years ago also contained a Saint Cloth, but unlike Seiya's, this one was made of gold, far surpassing bronze in both value and function. Saori understood that Sanctuary was her true home, and she had to return there. But it would be absurd for the goddess to create Sanctuary single-handedly; she needed her warriors. From the age of mythology, Saints were born for the goddess, and her will was their entire existence. Now, the only people Saori could mobilize were the survivors of the sons whom Kido Mitsumasa had sacrificed to the heavens.
They were scattered throughout the world; one had already passed away, but ten of them had obtained their own Saint Cloths and officially become Bronze Saints. But what Saori needed was not the obedience of these young men forced by the conglomerates, but their unwavering loyalty. So Saori thought of the Saint Cloth left behind by Aiolos. This glittering armor would definitely attract any Saint, and as the goddess, making the Saint Cloth display some "miracles" according to her will was a piece of cake. In this way, these young lads would willingly run errands for him. Having made up his mind, Saori, in the name of the conglomerate, dispatched a plane to bring these ten Bronze Saints back to Japan to attempt to obtain the gleaming Sagittarius Gold Cloth. These were individuals, each with their own distinct purpose, who arrived in Tokyo.

The first match was between Pegasus Seiya and Ursa Major.

Ursa Major was two years older than Seiya, a burly man, 1.88 meters tall and weighing 102 kilograms, resembling a bear from the Russian jungle. Ursa Major's training method differed from Seiya's technical training; it focused on practical combat. He trained in Russia, residing within the Arctic Circle, where brown bears weighing over 400 kilograms were common. If Seiya encountered such a behemoth, he would undoubtedly rely on his agility to evade attacks and deliver a fatal blow during the bear's openings. Unlike others, Geki possessed immense strength, allowing him to contend with bears, engaging in a back-and-forth battle like a boxer. During the final days of his training, Geki ventured into the local sacred mountain, defeating bears blocking his path with a single punch each, and ultimately obtaining the Bronze Cloth of Ursa Major from the bear king's cave. Having lived deep in the mountains, Geki, though tall and broad-shouldered, possessed a simple mind, no different from a ten-year-old child. Upon returning to Japan, he wasn't after the Gold Cloth; he simply followed an approaching plane. When the conglomerate members challenged him to a fight, he wasn't afraid and entered the arena.

Having lived in the frigid far north for years, Geki's body had adapted to the low temperatures; even at minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius, he wore only a single layer of clothing. Arriving in summer in Japan, the burly man was quite uncomfortable. Completely lacking the concept that "people must wear clothes," he threw away all his clothes as soon as he got off the plane. If it weren't for the intervention of the corporation's staff, he would have been completely naked. After much persuasion, he finally agreed to wear shorts, but nothing else.

Meanwhile, Seiya had returned to Tokyo to find his long-lost sister. He participated in the tournament simply to avoid a falling out with the corporation, because with the power of the Graduation Corporation, they could dig three feet into the ground and drive a nail in a country like Japan, let alone a living person.

On the field, both men donned their hard-earned Saint Cloths. The audience saw Seiya on the left, with a well-proportioned physique and a vibrant, heroic air about him, clearly a nimble young man. On the right, Ji was burly, broad-shouldered, with fists the size of large bowls; a single punch could probably pierce a steel plate.
Unbeknownst to the audience, this punch pierced far more than just steel plates.

The match began, and Geki let out a bear-like roar, his muscles twisting and turning like tree roots, tearing the only pair of shorts he wore. Geki didn't care, ripping off the tangled strip of cloth and charging towards Seiya.
Although Geki possessed immense strength, he was also incredibly fast, covering Seiya's side from the other side of the arena in the blink of an eye.

Since the Saint Cloth only symbolically protects certain vital areas, its primary function is to merge with the Saint's will. Therefore, Kiyo, wearing nothing but the Cloth, looked incredibly sexy: his thick arms and thighs were completely exposed, his leg hair glistening with sweat. The audience, with his back to him, were even more treated to a feast for the eyes—from the lower edge of his shoulder blades down, he was completely naked except for his belt and shoes! Years of bear hunting had sculpted his muscles in a way completely different from the refined lines of bodybuilding; it was a raw, rugged beauty. His erector spinae, gluteus maximus, hamstrings, and gastrocnemius were all large, not exactly defined, but certainly very well-defined. With sweat and the spotlight, countless spectators cheered. Attentive viewers also noticed that the pride of this fighter's groin was visible from behind; his testicles were round and full like two golf balls, seemingly storing a great deal of nectar.

In Seiya's eyes, this man was simply a more robust and younger version of Cassios, only wearing a Saint Cloth. Seiya's gaze was drawn to his opponent's thick chest, the two nipples as full as two black grapes, seemingly beckoning to Seiya as he ran. Seiya's heart was thrown into turmoil, his face turned red, his breathing became rapid, his anus itched, and his penis began to throb restlessly. The exhilarating feeling of being deflowered by Cassios surged back into his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the two were face to face.

Galactic War (2)

When Geisha ran up to Seiya, he suddenly stopped. He saw the boy, who was more than a head shorter than him, standing on the ground with a red face, neither running away nor attacking. He was like a little lamb seeing a beast for the first time, not afraid at all. During his training days, Geisha had always faced beasts like bears that were taller and stronger than him, each with a ferocious appearance. He had never seen an opponent as handsome as Seiya before, and for a moment he did not know how to start. Geki's moves were mostly one-hit kills, either severing the head or shattering internal organs. He didn't want such a handsome boy to die so easily. So Geki stopped moving, waiting for Seiya to make his move, intending to be gentler and just throw him off the ring—leaving the ring meant he'd lost, after all.

Seiya found his opponent standing motionless before him, staring at him. Images flashed through his mind: first, the lewd scene of being gang-raped by the three brothers a few days earlier, then the scene of being forced by Cassios in front of so many people during the battle for the Cloth. Seiya thought: if it weren't for the mysterious guidance from Gossars, who guided him to draw that strange trajectory and unleash his power to defeat his opponent, he might already be buried in some graveyard.

After obtaining the Cloth, Seiya tried several times to recall that trajectory from that day, but he couldn't remember it. Marin told him that this trajectory couldn't be told to anyone else; only the call of one's own Cosmo could take effect, and everyone's way of igniting their Cosmo was different. Therefore, his future training would have to rely solely on Seiya himself.

Looking at the person before him, who seemed to be another tough, resilient warrior, ordinary punches and kicks were useless. Seiya couldn't help but take a step back, but his stubborn personality made him immediately charge forward again, landing a heavy punch on Kiyo's chest, followed by a storm of blows. The audience was dumbfounded—how could this boy's punches be so fast? Kiyo was only dazzled, but because his cosmos was relatively stable, it didn't need to be activated but wouldn't explode either, so ordinary blows didn't cause any harm. Seiya's fists kept landing on Kiyo's chest and abdomen, and several times they inadvertently grazed Kiyo's nipples, making his already large, grape-like nipples even fuller. Seiya blushed and his heart raced again, and a small tent appeared in his pants. His young penis rubbed against Seiya's body with his movements. Since the fabric of his pants was just ordinary canvas, and Seiya wasn't used to wearing underwear, for a young boy like him, the friction was even more intense and maddening. Several times, Kijima tried to grab Seiya and throw him away, but the latter was too fast, and he failed each time. On one occasion, he accidentally squeezed Seiya's penis, causing Seiya to slow down as if electrocuted, but his lust grew stronger. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Kijima grabbed Seiya's penis more and more frequently, and combined with Seiya's own friction, Seiya was on the verge of losing control. Finally, Kijima grabbed Seiya's waist with one hand, immediately embracing him. In this way, Seiya was lifted into the air by the large man, his penis positioned directly in front of Kijima's face. Shiki noticed a bulge in the middle of Seiya's pants, a small area that seemed to be soaked in water, looking wet. He grinned mischievously at Seiya, "Brother, even if you can't beat me, you can't wet your pants! You're such a coward! Hahaha..." As he spoke, he pulled Seiya closer, sniffed it, and frowned, "Why does your pee smell like this? It's different from mine." Upon hearing this, Seiya realized that the burly man in front of him was still a child, or at least had never experienced sex and couldn't possibly smell how lewd his crotch smelled. This reassured Seiya slightly; at least this man wouldn't do anything else in public. Losing his attention for a moment, Shiki somehow managed to pull down Seiya's pants, all the way to his ankles, while still holding him, muttering, "You look pretty uncomfortable, so just pee it all out."

The entire audience was stunned: a handsome sixteen-year-old boy, clad in armor, his erect penis held high in the air by a burly man, throbbing and jiggling, the glans glistening with precum. Seiya, realizing he'd been exposed in front of so many people, blushed even more, but felt a strange excitement; his penis instantly hardened again, thrusting forward as if seeking friction. Seeing Seiya's behavior, Shiki suddenly found it odd: why hadn't he urinated after taking off his pants? How strange! He'd probably already finished.
Seiya, already somewhat lost in lust, unconsciously stroked his nipples, completely oblivious to Shiki's actions. He was unaware when Shiki released one hand or pulled his pants back up; he only felt his penis had found a new rubbed spot and thrust forward forcefully, his penis growing harder and more swollen. As Kijitsu tightened his grip on Seiya, preparing to throw him, Seiya's body convulsed, and streams of semen gushed from his penis, soaking his pants. A series of groans escaped Seiya's lips, and his hands involuntarily left his nipples, beginning to frantically gesture in the air.
Completely oblivious to this, Kijitsu didn't notice anything amiss, only focused on throwing Seiya with all his might. He swung Seiya to his right side like a baseball bat, then hurled him forward with force.
People saw the boy, whose pants had just been pulled down, stop moving mid-air, as if sprouting wings to halt his descent. He shot towards Kijitsu like a cannonball, unleashing another barrage of rapid punches. Unlike before, Kijitsu flew out of the ring, landing outside, a look of utter astonishment on his face. A small puddle of white liquid remained at the boy's feet in the center of the arena. Hyoga

of the Sagittarius Temple

voluntarily stayed at the Scorpio Temple to fight Milo, while Seiya and the others ascended the steps to the Ninth Temple, the Sagittarius Temple.

The Sagittarius Temple was truly an empty temple, unlike the Gemini Temple, which was remotely controlled by Saga, or the Libra Temple, which had been opened to passage by Dohko. Its guardian Saint had long since departed from Sanctuary thirteen years prior. That handsome young man, in the summer of his twentieth year, in the magnificent Acropolis of Athens, bid farewell to his Cloth, his brother, and Athena. Summer

had returned, the bell tower was seen again, and the faint twilight was shrouded in mist. Though no footprints were visible on the steps, not a speck of dust remained, as if the young man, even in death, still lingered within these walls, gazing down at his brother and across the sea where Athena was now at peace. Legend says that after a Saint dies for justice, their soul does not go to the underworld, but remains attached to their Cloth until a suitable person appears.

Seiya and his companions hurried into the Sagittarius Temple, only to find the Sagittarius Gold Cloth, which should have been in Japan, standing before them, an arrow pointed at Seiya. Without warning, the arrow flew out and embedded itself in the gap between Seiya's chest and arm, sending chills down everyone's spine. Just as they were filled with doubt, the mottled walls crackled, and the plaster peeled away like snakeskin, revealing several lines of text: "Young men who have come here, you are entrusted by the goddess. Aiolos begs you to protect the goddess!"

The handwriting was strong and powerful, deeply engraved into the wall. Aiolos, unaware of when they would arrive, had silently guarded this place for countless years, waiting for the young Saints to take his place and protect the goddess.

Seiya and the others, looking at the simple handwriting, felt tears welling in their eyes, and their Cloths seemed to receive Aiolos's blessing, resonating with a melody. They understood that this young man, like them, was a Saint of the goddess.
He had sacrificed his life for love and peace on earth, forever losing the chance to watch his younger brother grow into a strong man. It was from him that Mitsumasa Kido received the Centaur Cloth and Athena, and only then could Seiya and the others be born, trained, and ultimately become Saints. The group wiped away their tears and headed towards the Capricorn Temple. Along the way, they imagined the Pope capturing Aiolos and killing him, quickening their pace, eager to rush to the Papal Palace and settle scores.

They didn't know that Aiolos's death was not at all what they imagined.

Time rewinds to that summer many years ago.

Exhausted, Aiolos was captured by a squad of Sanctuary soldiers in the valley. The squad leader forcibly deflowered him, followed by a thrilling multi-person battle with numerous guards. The valley reeked of semen and sweat.
Aiolos lay sprawled on a large rock, his left hand on his chest, his right hand resting on his still-erect penis, drifting into a deep sleep. The captain, who had just left, returned shortly after. Seeing the handsome man asleep on the rock, his body covered in dried bodily fluids, and his own men sprawled naked, he rushed towards him. Although his mind was filled with lust, wanting to possess this perfect body again, he dared not disobey the Pope's order: "Immediately take the fugitive Aiolos to the Papal Palace without delay." He kicked and punched his brothers, who were still fantasizing in their dreams, awakening them. They quickly bound the unconscious, handsome man tightly and carried him to the Papal Palace.

Although the men dared not stop to ravish Aiolos, the youthful, muscular feel of his flesh still satisfied their urges. Several young guards carried him while freely caressing this body that would make anyone drool. The cool sea breeze of the summer night brought a slight awakening to Aiolos from his slumber. He felt unable to move, and many men were caressing his sexy buttocks and thighs, rubbing his bright red nipples. It felt quite comfortable, so he gave up resisting. Soon

, the group arrived at the Papal Palace. The tall stone pillars, the spacious hall, and the old stone carvings on the walls conveyed an ancient and weathered atmosphere, appearing exceptionally majestic at this moment, preventing anyone from having the courage to be arrogant. The young guards at the entrance stared straight ahead, their handsome faces filled with piety. Even they couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion when they saw the Sanctuary's most handsome man being stripped naked and carried into the Papal Palace by a group of guards.

Once inside, the guards threw Aiolos to the ground and then reluctantly stepped aside.
The Papal Palace was now filled with many people, including several young Gold Saints, some Sanctuary guard leaders, and several of the Pope's personal guards. Among the crowd, a young man wept uncontrollably; this was Aiolos's younger brother, Aiolia.

"Very good, you've done well, preventing this traitor who attempted to assassinate the goddess from escaping. According to the rules of the Papacy, those who commit treason should die in pain and humiliation. Men, tie this traitor up tightly and hang him!" As soon as the words were spoken, several guard leaders rushed forward, each holding a rope to stretch the naked youth's limbs apart, securing them tightly to the four pillars like a spider's web. The ropes were as thick as a child's arm and very strong, lifting Aiolos completely into the air in the middle of the Papal Palace, his entire body exposed to everyone.

Although they had grown up together, Pope Saga had never imagined that Aiolos's naked body as an adult would be so perfect. Coupled with the exertions of the entire night, the strong man was covered in sweat, his entire body gleaming with an alluring sheen. The Pope's hair began to darken, and wicked thoughts gradually took over his mind.

"Listen up, everyone! Aiolos is a traitor. He assassinated Athena and is no longer qualified to be a Saint. The man before you is no longer a Gold Saint, but a beast worse than a pig or a dog.
With beasts, there's no need for reason, no need for mercy. You must let him taste the bitterness of pain and humiliation before letting him die. Do you understand?" "Understood!" a group of guard leaders answered in unison. These guard leaders were all older than Aiolos, but relied on brute force. They were filled with envy for these Saints, and bullying and torturing others was their specialty, though usually forbidden. Today, however, the Pope had allowed it, and they were all eager to show off their power.

In an instant, a dozen burly men crowded around Aiolos, punching and kicking the handsome young man. A Saint's abilities were nothing to fear from such ordinary punches and kicks; even without dodging, he could easily deflect the blows with his own Cosmo. However, due to the fatal blow he suffered from Saga during his escape, Aiolos's cosmos was already weakened, and coupled with a whole night of intense male-on-male combat, his young body was exhausted. The burly men's fists landed on Aiolos's full chest and strong waist, squeezing his well-developed muscles out of shape. Aiolos could only tense all his muscles to withstand the relentless punches.

After a while, several of the burly men seemed tired and retreated to the side, and the others immediately followed. But this time it was different; they had somehow produced many instruments of torture, and their faces were full of excitement. One of the burly men held a long whip studded with countless tiny barbs and mercilessly struck Aiolos's bare inner thigh. Blood immediately appeared on his sexy leg, and the male protagonist in the middle of the arena couldn't help but frown.
Meanwhile, the others weren't idle either. Some used clamps to pinch the naked man's nipples, pulling them relentlessly until the once tender protrusions were the size of coins, causing the man, who had only experienced intimacy a few hours earlier, to gasp in pain. Others brought special potions to amplify the sensations on his skin, making the torture of the prisoner more effective. Aiolos, completely naked before everyone's eyes, his body glistening with the potion, groaned and cried out between real pain and strange pleasure, his masculine voice echoing throughout the magnificent papal hall.

Aiolia, standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer and turned away, secretly weeping. Although he was already 14 years old, he was still like a child, accustomed to his older brother's care since childhood, always following him around, even wanting to sleep in the same bed. Just holding his brother's strong arm, little Aiolia could fall asleep with a sweet smile on his lips. Years of Saint Seiya training had taught him the fate of traitors to the Sanctuary, though he couldn't believe his brother would do such a thing. Brother wasn't a traitor… Brother wasn't a traitor…

"Ah~~~ Uh~~~" His brother's roar brought him back to his senses. He immediately turned to look at his brother. It turned out that , without him noticing
, two burly men had begun roughly rubbing his brother's penis, even grinding his full glans with their boots! The two men were hurling filthy insults at his brother, spitting in his face repeatedly. Aiolia's mind exploded. He unleashed a lightning-fast punch, sending several of the men beside his brother flying.
"Aiolia! What are you doing? He's a traitor! Are you trying to rebel too?" "Why are they doing this to my brother! Why are they doing this to my brother!" He ran to his brother's side, cut the rope that had already bled him, and tenderly embraced his wounded brother. Seeing his brother's tightly closed eyes, tears streamed down his face like a burst dam, falling onto his brother's full chest. "I won't allow you to hurt my brother again! No! No!" The slightly childish voice echoed in the Papal Palace. Saga's lips curled into a slight smile. Perhaps… Saga summoned his personal guards, whispered something to them, and the group walked towards the two brothers in the center of the hall.

"Aiolia, do you want to save your brother? Have you thought it through? Those who help traitors are traitors themselves!"
"I don't care! I only want my brother! I only want my brother!" A resolute light shone in the boy's eyes as he stared intently at the Pope, completely unaware that he had fallen into the Pope's trap. The Pope stared directly into Aiolia's unsuspecting eyes. Suddenly, a bodyguard swung a punch at Aiolos's head. In the instant Aiolia blocked the punch, the Pope unleashed his cosmos, unleashing a mind-controlling Illusionary Demon Emperor Fist that struck the distracted Aiolia. Because Aiolia's cosmos was also powerful, even though he was completely affected, he couldn't be fully controlled by the Pope. The Pope could only manipulate his actions through constant hints.
"Open your and your brother's mouths, take this pill, and you can save your brother." Although this sounded completely illogical, it was like a truth to Aiolia, who was under the influence of the Illusionary Demon Emperor Fist, and he obediently opened his mouth.
A guard immediately shoved the pill the Pope had just given Aiolia into his mouth, while another pill, with Aiolia's help, was put into Aiolos's mouth.

"Let your brother enter your body... let your brother enter your body... you want it... you want it so much..."

Aiolia had been infatuated with his perfect older brother since childhood, and since entering puberty, he had become even more curious about his brother's body, always wanting to have some intimate moments with him. But the most he'd ever done was have his brother help him masturbate once, and he'd even trained extra hard for a month for it. The Pope had originally intended for the two brothers, Aiolos and Aiolos, to commit incest, so he could both enjoy the spectacle and inflict immense pain on them. However, he hadn't expected Aiolia to have been waiting for this day for so long, and he'd actually granted the young man's wish. The herb the Pope had the guards give them to put men into a state of frenzied sexual urges; even the strongest Saints couldn't control their burning bodies.

The Pope ordered all the giant candles in the Papal Palace to be lit so he could clearly watch the two men's spectacular performance in the center of the arena.

Aiolia, being young, couldn't withstand the Pope's secret, potent aphrodisiac. Within minutes of swallowing the pill, he felt intensely hot and quickly stripped naked. Although only 14, the boy's physique was a perfect inverted triangle, a result of the Greeks' natural strength and years of rigorous training. Beneath his youthful face were arms as broad as his brother's and eight-pack abs sculpted like chocolate bars. His penis, even before erection, was about ten centimeters long. His strong waist and thighs, while not as angular as his brother's, were still without an ounce of fat, and his youth made them incredibly smooth. The two completely naked brothers in the hall, sweating and blushing, gradually succumbed to their inner desires.

Aiolos, on the other hand, although knowing this was his brother, was extremely weak and had taken the aphrodisiac twice, leaving him powerless to resist. Saga's manipulation of their minds (Taipei Erotic Website 757h) also made this once incredibly strong man consider giving up. Anyway, he was his younger brother, his most adorable and alluring younger brother. Before, when his brother suggested making love, the older brother always resolutely refused. It wasn't that the older brother didn't like it, but rather that his ethics and rules firmly controlled him. Now, his mind was scattered, and he didn't resist his brother's intimate actions at all, which, in the eyes of his brother's manipulated mind, was tacit consent.

The battle began.

Aiolia suddenly pounced on his brother, pinning him to the ground, his arms tightly wrapped around his brother's strong waist, and without hesitation, gave his brother his first kiss. Aiolia seemed to have an innate talent; his soft tongue, like a nimble snake, licked and teased his brother's mouth, saliva dripping from Aiolos's lips onto his chest. Aiolia withdrew his tongue from his brother's mouth, his face already flushed, his eyes fixed on his naked brother, and bit down on his brother's chest. Aiolos felt his younger brother's hand withdraw from his waist, caressing his already engorged penis, while the other hand, along with his brother's nimble tongue, teased his already itchy and numb nipples.
"Oh~~so good~~don't stop~ah~~ah~~" The older brother's masculine moans stimulated the younger brother's senses,
his hands also stroking the older brother's smooth skin up and down, shoulders, nipples, testicles, thighs, all of which were flushed red from the touch. Aroused, Aiolos, as if possessed, began to launch an offensive against his younger brother. The older brother's strong hands kept grabbing the younger brother's smooth buttocks, and red finger marks immediately appeared on the white flesh. This stimulation made the younger brother's penis hard instantly, and with each grab of the buttocks, the penis nodded, and the clear liquid swirled at the urethra, finally dripping down and landing on the older brother's flat stomach. The smell of the pre-ejaculate was like a stimulant, making the younger brother immediately increase the intensity of his movements. The older brother's hands weren't just on his younger brother's buttocks; they extended to his entire thighs, from the buttocks to the back of his knees, and back again. This caressing made the younger brother's legs go completely limp, feeling only electric currents running up his legs. He plopped down on his older brother's lower abdomen, his untouched virginity pressed tightly against the base of his brother's erect penis. This direct pressure was tantamount to the older brother's command to "Fuck me~ Fuck me~" His penis instantly reached a perfect 90-degree angle, the glans rubbing incessantly between the younger brother's two elastic buttocks.

Sensing the change in his older brother's body, the younger brother stood up slightly, removed his hands from his brother's body, and forcefully spread open his itchy little hole, repeatedly calling out, "Brother~ come in quickly~ Brother~ Brother~~~". Blinded by
lust the older brother held his younger brother's slender waist with one hand and his own burning penis with the other, thrusting it into his younger brother's body in one swift motion. "Ahhhhhh!" The two brothers simultaneously let out sounds of satisfaction.
The tightness of the virgin's hole made Aiolos feel breathless with pleasure. With his eyes half-closed, he gripped his brother's waist tightly and thrust forcefully inside him. Aiolia, sitting on his brother's penis, was already overwhelmed by the dual satisfaction of mind and body, his white, straight penis pointing straight to the sky, swaying with his brother's thrusts.
The Pope watched with great enjoyment and increased the intensity of the Illusionary Demon Emperor Fist, driving the two into a complete frenzy.

With the continuous thrusting, Aiolos was no longer satisfied with the lotus position. He stood up and picked up his brother, his penis still inside the tight hole. Aiolia was almost delirious from being fucked (Taipei Erotic Network 757h). His legs naturally wrapped around his brother's waist, hanging on him like a koala, letting his brother thrust into him like a storm.

At this point, the audience couldn't take it anymore and approached the couple, extending their lustful hands.

After a few minutes of fucking his brother (Taipei Erotic Website 757h), Aiolos laid him flat on the ground, hoisted his legs onto his shoulders, and raped his alluring brother from the front. Each time, he was fully inside, and each time he was almost completely pulled out. The area where they were joined was soaked with vaginal fluid, each thrust accompanied by a "splashing"
sound, wetting a large patch of the papal hall floor. At this moment, Aiolos felt countless hands caressing him. With each thrust and withdrawal, those hands increasingly and intensely kneaded every sensitive part of his body: nipples, buttocks, thighs, testicles, neck, back—nothing was spared. This stimulation only excited Aiolos more, and he used all his strength to plow into his brother's hole like a pile driver.

Aiolia felt the blood rush to his lower body; the initial surge of pleasure almost took his breath away. He slightly opened his eyes and found his brother staring at him, his brother's penis inside him seemingly harder and more engorged than before. He saw his brother's muscles tremble, his brother's hands gripping his already overflowing penis, stroking it incessantly. Gradually, their vision blurred, and Aiolos's movements grew faster and more intense.

Almost simultaneously, the two roared like wild beasts, their four strong thighs trembling uncontrollably, every muscle in their bodies clearly visible. The older brother's penis, like a high-pressure water gun, shot thick semen into the younger brother's body. The younger brother's penis, in turn, experienced its most intense ejaculation in 14 years, spraying more than a dozen times, covering the older brother's body and face with his sweet semen. The thick, white semen flowed down the older brother's defined muscle lines, from his collarbone to his pectoral muscles, then from his abdominal muscles all the way down to his pubic area, exuding an extremely lewd aura.

Seeing this, the surrounding people couldn't resist any longer; they quickly stripped off their clothes and rushed towards the two brothers in the middle of the arena. At this moment, the two brothers' chests, abdomens, and penises were covered in each other's semen, embracing each other and panting heavily. The men left Aiolos's penis inside his brother. A burly man, his penis already hard as a red-hot iron rod, thrust it into Aiolos's anus, gripping his chest tightly from behind like a mad dog. With each thrust, Aiolos could be heard moaning with extreme pleasure, while his own penis remained hard inside his brother's tender vagina, indirectly penetrating him as well. In the hall, a strong man was frantically raping a handsome twenty-year-old, who was simultaneously raping his fourteen-year-old brother. The burly man roared like a beast, while the two brothers, under the relentless thrusting of penises into their vaginas, could only gasp for breath and moan loudly, arousing arousal.

The first burly man quickly ejaculated his thick, pungent semen into Aiolos's anus, and the second man immediately followed. The same lack of foreplay, the same direct approach, the same relentless thrusting (Taipei Erotic Network 757h) – after the second man ejaculated, the two brothers were left only with panting breaths. After the second burly man ejaculated, the two handsome men could no longer hold on, lying on the ground covered in semen.

The ensuing gang rape was chaotic and relentless; countless men raped the two brothers again and again, until finally they lay on the ground, their legs, buttocks, backs, and vaginas covered in various kinds of semen, their vaginas opening and closing, constantly leaking fluid.

After the passion subsided, the Pope announced, "This traitor's punishment ends here; you may leave." Several naked burly men walked sullenly out of the papal chamber, while the other young Gold Saints carried the unconscious Aiolia out, his penis still dripping with unidentified semen.

After everyone had left, the Pope, his hair now completely black, walked to the naked Aiolos. "It's all your fault for being so blind and ruining my plans. This is the price you pay!" With that, the naked youth on the ground vanished, leaving only a large pool of semen.

Aries Palace (Part 1):

To rescue Saori, Seiya and his companions must traverse the Twelve Palaces to reach the Pope's Chamber. Tatsumi stayed with Saori, watching the four boys run quickly towards the Aries Palace.

Since the Aries Palace is the first of the Twelve Palaces, everyone was extremely cautious at the gates, fearing they might be injured by a fierce enemy attack. The four were on high alert, approaching the gate step by step, when suddenly a figure appeared. This person was tall and slender, wearing a cloak, and had very fair skin.

"You plan to break into the Twelve Palaces like this? That's too much of a stretch."

This must be the Gold Saint of Aries.

That voice sounds familiar... Could it be...? Due to his past blindness, Shiryu's hearing had become incredibly sharp.
"Mr. Mu!"

A cloaked figure emerged, his pale purple hair casually tied back, exuding not a seductive charm, but rather a serene and comforting gentleness.

"Your Cloths are worn out, riddled with wounds. Though you can't see it, they're beyond repair. Forget about attacks from Gold Saints; even your own attacks would likely destroy them. Without your
Cloths, if you try to storm the Twelve Palaces, you'll be dead within half an hour. Want to give it a try, hmm?"
With that, Mr. Mu raised a hand. The four men desperately defended their vitals, unaware of the ferocity of the impending attack. "Hehe, just kidding. I won't hurt you. If I really wanted to, you would have disappeared long ago. I've met Shiryu before

. Last time, he used his own blood to revive two Cloths, yes, this Dragon Cloth and the Pegasus Cloth next to it. I trust your choice." "Then, Mr. Mu, let us pass. We only have twelve hours, otherwise Miss will die."

"Little brat, did I say anything for nothing? Your Cloths are almost broken. Do you want to die?"
"But..." "Sir, how can we repair the Cloths now?" Shun was observant and understood Mr. Mu's meaning. While covering Seiya's mouth, she gave Mr. Mu her signature smile.

"I like talking to smart people. I can bring a Saint Cloth back to life, but it requires the Saint's essence. Last time, Shiryu needed so much blood to save the Cloth because both Cloths were already dead. But this time, it's not so serious, just a little will do, but semen is more effective. It depends on whether you're willing."

"Semen?" "What? Semen?" "Sir, you're not joking, are you

?" "Do you still have time to joke with me?" With that, Mr. Mu turned and entered the Aries Temple. Kiki suddenly appeared out of nowhere, waving at the four people who were stunned on the ground, "Come in, come in!" The four looked at each other, then followed him in with helpless expressions.

"Take off your Cloths, then get the semen on them. I'll do the rest. Hurry up, don't waste time!"

This...

Although the four of them had had quite intimate contact, ejaculating in this situation was truly inconceivable.
Kiki skipped and hopped over to Hyoga, hugging his strong thighs with his little hands. "Oh dear, really, what's there to be shy about? You call yourself a big brother! If you don't make a move, Master will get angry and won't do it for you~ Hehe~"

Hearing this, the four of them quickly stripped off their Saint Cloths and threw their clothes on the ground. In the blink of an eye, four naked, incredibly handsome young men appeared in the Aries Temple. Two were sixteen, two were seventeen, each with a youthful face, full muscles, smooth skin, and a well-proportioned figure.
Kiki, whether because he was too young or had seen too much of the world, was completely unmoved by such temptation. He grabbed Shun's penis and started stroking it. "Wow, green-haired brother, I thought you were a sister! You're so pretty! I didn't expect your penis to be so big too~" Shun's face flushed red instantly; being spoken to like that by a child was incredibly embarrassing.

"You four hurry up and get your semen out, one of you inside the other, your asses are all so tight, you don't need to do anything!" The four were stunned, never expecting that the dignified Mr. Mu would say such a thing. Actually, when Seiya was watching Hyoga and Ichi's match, he had been somewhat tempted by Hyoga, because Hyoga's Caucasian appearance reminded Seiya of the boy who made him ejaculate for the first time. Hyoga was far more sunny and masculine than that boy, and Hyoga's naked body was a huge temptation for Seiya.

Seiya rushed forward and pressed his warm lips against Hyoga's without reservation. The sudden "attack" caught Hyoga off guard, and he took several steps back, finally being pressed against a stone pillar by Seiya. The two hot bodies caressed each other, rubbing each other's penises. Seiya kept swaying his small waist, his buttocks bobbing up and down as he poked Hyoga with his penis.

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