🛕 The Temple of Cock

Part 1. A Sign of Adventure

Had it not been for the old, crumbling sign – half-hidden amongst the overgrown foliage – Andrzej might have overlooked the tavern entirely. He wiped the sweat from his brow before pushing the door open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with the sounds of laughter, clattering cutlery, and boisterous conversations. As he crossed the threshold, Andrzej's eyes were immediately drawn towards the center of the room, where a slender, long-haired teenager was doing a handstand upon a mead keg, effortlessly folding himself in half backwards until his head was neatly tucked between his own thighs.

"Matty!" A hearty voice called out from behind the bar, causing the teenager to flip back upright with an agile somersault. "Another round for the sailors at table four, and don't forget their bread rolls this time."

"Yes, Father!" Sliding off of the keg, the young man flashed a grin, his cheeks flushed red beneath his wavy, sun-kissed locks. "Coming right up!"

Andrzej watched as Matty sprinted across the room, disappearing into a small kitchen in the back of the tavern. His gaze lingered on the boy's slender form, which swayed hypnotically as he moved. The way his tight leggings hugged the curve of his ass made Andrzej's cock throb within his robes, prompting him to adjust himself discreetly.

He knew that he had come here for a reason. He had spent years perfecting his alchemical skills, and ever since he'd begun experimenting with his alchemy potions, his genitals seemed to have grown exponentially. At first, it had been nothing more than a joke – a harmless prank to amuse his fellow apprentices. But over time, it had become something more... consuming.

Andrzej found himself constantly fixated on the size and shape of his cock, spending hours each day in front of the mirror, marveling at its length and girth. And now, he had finally reached the point where he could no longer contain himself. His cock was simply too large – so massive that even the most experienced escorts couldn't accomodate him fully.

Part 2. A Sizeable Problem

Matthew Mills As Matty weaved between tables, delivering mugs of mead and bowls of stew to eager patrons, Andrzej couldn't help but wonder if that round, firm ass was as stretchy as the rest of this cutiepie's body. As if sensing Andrzej's gaze upon him, Matty turned, flashing another grin before making his way towards Andrzej's table.

"I see you were quite impressed by my performance," he said, stopping by Andrzej's side. "My father trained me from a young age to help him attract more guests to the tavern." He gestured towards an old man who busily served drinks behind the bar. "He says I've got a knack for it."

"You certainly do," Andrzej agreed, his voice thick with lust. "In fact, I wonder if your talents go far beyond mere acrobatics?"

Matty raised an eyebrow, leaning in closer. "What makes you say that?"

"Well," Andrzej began, trying to keep his voice steady. "I'm... looking for someone who might be able to... assist me with a certain... sizeable problem."

The boy blinked, seemingly unsure of how to respond. "A sizeable problem? What exactly are you talking about?"

Andrzej hesitated, weighing the pros and cons of revealing such a personal secret to a stranger. But ultimately, he knew that he had no choice – not if he hoped to find someone capable of handling his cock. So, swallowing hard, he opened his robes just enough to reveal the massive erection hidden beneath.

Matty gasped, staring wide-eyed at the sight before him. His eyes flickered up towards Andrzej's face, then back down again, as if unable to believe what he was seeing.

"Oh wow," he breathed, reaching out tentatively to touch it. "That's... quite impressive!" He giggled nervously, quickly pulling his hand away. "I mean, I've never seen anything like it! How did it grow so big?"

"Alchemy," Andrzej admitted sheepishly, struggling to contain his excitement. "I've been experimenting with different potions, trying to create something truly unique..."

"But why would you want such a large cock?" Matty asked curiously. "Can it even fit inside anyone?"

"Not anymore," Andrzej admitted, feeling a pang of disappointment. "My last experimental concoction worked too well... But after seeing your performance, I thought..."

He trailed off, allowing Matty to fill in the blanks for himself. The boy frowned sympathetically, then nodded slowly. "Well, it sounds like you could use some help."

He leaned in closer, whispering conspiratorially. "If you really need someone who can take a cock that size, then there's only one place you should visit: Armbury City."

Andrzej raised an eyebrow, interest piqued. "Armbury? What's special about that city?"

"They call it the City of Spineless Knights," Matty explained excitedly. "It's located on a hill between Suppleham and Foldale – two other cities known for the stretchiest bendy boys you'll ever meet. But Armbury, it takes things to another level entirely!"

"What do you mean?" Andrzej pressed, leaning even further forward.

Matty grinned wickedly. "In Armbury, anal fisting is considered a local sport! You'll find plenty of people willing to stretch their holes wide open just for fun. And if you're looking for something even more extreme..."

His voice dropped to a hushed whisper as he continued. "I've heard rumors about a certain young acolyte there – his name is Yasha. He serves at the Temple of Cock, and he supposedly has an ass capable of swallowing up anything you shove into it! And I don't know if it's true or not, but people claim that he can even take a horse cock whole without breaking a sweat!"

Andrzej's eyes widened at the mention of such a feat, feeling a thrill run down his spine. Could it be possible? Was there truly someone out there who could handle his enormous cock?

"Matty!" suddenly a booming voice interrupted them, causing both young men to jump.

Part 3. The Temple of Cock

They turned around to see a massive figure looming over them – it was none other than Matty's father, the innkeeper himself. He scowled at his son disapprovingly.

"I've been looking everywhere for you! How many times have I told you not to bother our guests with your wild stories?"

"I'm sorry, Father," Matty replied sheepishly, casting his eyes downward. "It won't happen again."

But before his father could say anything else, Andrzej stepped forward, holding out a large pouch filled with golden coins. "Please accept this as my token of gratitude," he said earnestly, smiling up at the imposing figure.

The innkeeper stared at the proffered bag for a moment, then snatched it from him with a grunt. His stern expression softened slightly as he weighed the contents in his hand, then looked back up at Andrzej.

"Very well," he growled gruffly. "You may continue talking to my boy if you wish. But only for one hour. I can't run this whole tavern by myself!"

With that, he lumbered off towards the bar, leaving Matty and Andrzej alone once more.

"Thank you," Matty whispered gratefully, leaning in closer again and lowering his voice even further. "So... are you going to go look for Yasha now?"

Andrzej nodded eagerly, feeling his cock throb with anticipation. "Yes, absolutely. Can you tell me where I might find that temple?"

Matty grinned mischievously. "Oh, that part's easy! Just follow the main road out of town, then follow the signs leading uphill and take the winding road up the hill until you reach the city gates. Once inside, you can't miss it – it's the tallest building in the city."

He leaned in closer, murmuring conspiratorially. "Not to mention, its towers are shaped like giant dicks. You'll spot it from miles away!"

"Alright, I'll be heading out right away then," Andrzej promised solemnly, extending his hand to shake on it.

But when they shook hands, Matty hesitated for just a second before speaking again. "Wait – didn't you just pay my dad a whole pouch of gold? He said we can stay for an hour, but I think for that much money you should definitely take advantage of our finest room and let this bendy boy keep you entertained all night!"

Andrzej blinked in surprise, then laughed loudly. "So you don't mind trying it out?" he asked, pointing at his erection hidden under his robe.

Matty nodded enthusiastically, grinning back at him. "Heck yeah! I'll show you the way to your room!"

Part 4. A Room Fit for a King

The innkeeper observed the two youths as they walked past, making their way towards the staircase. He murmured to himself disapprovingly, "What was that all about?" but secretly, he realized that his son had probably just landed them another night of profits.

Upstairs, Matty led the way into a lavish suite complete with a plush four-poster bed, thick carpets, a big bathtub full of steaming water, and walls adorned with nude paintings of long-haired, fair-skinned boys in alluring contortions. The identity of the models was unmistakable.

"Gosh," Andrzej exclaimed, eyeing everything in awe. "Your father certainly knows how to take advantage of you!"

"Oh, come now," Matty scoffed playfully, rolling his eyes. "You think I get nothing out of these arrangements?"

He gestured towards the bathtub. "Once you've finished admiring the art, why don't you join me in there for a nice soak? I promise you won't regret it."

"That sounds perfect," Andrzej agreed, eagerly stripping off his clothes. His massive cock swung between his legs as he climbed into the tub alongside Matty, who immediately began washing him from head to toe.

As Matty worked up a lather on Andrzej's round pecs and muscular shoulders, he couldn't help but steal glances at his companion's impressive erection. It seemed to grow even bigger every time their eyes met, until finally, Matty couldn't resist any longer.

"May I touch it?" he whispered shyly, looking up into Andrzej's eyes.

Andrzej nodded, spreading his legs wider to give Matty better access. "Of course, go ahead."

Matty reached over and wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft, marveling at its size and girth. He slid his hand back and forth, watching with fascination as precum dribbled from the tip onto his knuckles.

"Oh wow," Matty murmured in amazement, staring at the enormous cock before him. "I never thought I'd see one this big!"

"Well, now you have," Andrzej grinned proudly, leaning back against the edge of the tub. "So what do you think? Worthy of your talents?"

Matty nodded vigorously, squeezing the cockhead gently between two fingers. "Absolutely! Just let me show you how stretchy I can be..."

With that, he positioned his entrance against the tip of the giant cockhead. Slowly but surely, he began pressing downwards, feeling the immense pressure building inside him. However, no matter how hard he pushed, the cockhead simply wouldn't budge past his tight ring.

Frustrated, Matty glanced up at Andrzej nervously. "I-I think I need more lube..." He chuckled softly, reaching over to grab the bottle from the edge of the tub. He squirted a generous amount onto his hand before rubbing it all around the outside of his hole, then dribbling some directly onto the cockhead.

He resumed his attempts to penetrate himself with the enormous cock, grimacing as his muscles stretched wider than ever before, but even then, he couldn't manage to get just the very tip inside.

"Maybe we should try something else," Matty proposed, eyeing the colossal, glistening cockhead, when all of a sudden, he noticed something odd about Andrzej's peehole. While there wasn't anything odd about it when viewed alongside the rest of the cock, upon closer examination, it was clear that it's large enough for one to easily slip in a finger or two.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Matty reached out and poked his index finger into the gaping hole. To his surprise, it slid right in without any resistance whatsoever.

Part 5. A Hole New Experience

"Huh," Matty mused, wiggling his finger back and forth inside the warm, wet cavity. "Your peehole is so big!"

"Well yeah," Andrzej grinned sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders. "I guess it comes with having such a cock that big."

Matty nodded thoughtfully, "You know what? I think I have an idea..."

With that, he grabbed hold of his own erect cock, aiming its swollen head right at Andrzej's enormous peehole. Slowly but surely, he began pressing downwards, feeling the unusual tightness as his foreskin was pulled back and his entire cockhead slipped into Andrzej's.

He could feel every inch of the shaft being swallowed up by the gaping hole, until finally, only the very base of his cock remained outside. He looked up at Andrzej nervously, "How does that feel?"

Andrzej blinked several times before answering, clearly overwhelmed by the sensation of Matty's cock buried deep within him. "It feels...incredible."

"Really?" Matty gasped, excited beyond belief. "That means we can still make this work!"

With newfound determination, he began sliding back and forth with increasing speed and intensity. As he did so, he couldn't help but notice how much bigger and thicker his cock seemed to grow each time it plunged into the gaping peehole, stretching it wider and wider.

The tight interior of the urethra was unrivaled in its sensation, far superior to any pussy or ass he had ever been in – smooth, warm and naturally slippery from the thick, gooey pre-cum that dripped out. Before long, Matty felt himself nearing climax, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps as his body tensed up around him. With one final thrust, he erupted inside of Andrzej, filling him with hot, thick cum.

Suddenly, he felt some thick and wet substance pushing his cock out from within Andrzej's. His eyes widened as it dawned on him – he nearly lost his balance as his cock was pushed out with force, accompanied by a gush of cum that could rival the fountain in the town square.

"Holy fuck," Matty exhaled, gawking at the enormous amount of cum that had splattered everywhere – all over his chest, face, the rim of the bathtub and even onto the floor tiles surrounding it. "That was insane!"

Andrzej let out a soft laugh, wiping away some stray droplets from his own face with a contented smile. "Sorry, that was quite a surprise!"

"No worries," Matty grinned back, leaning over to kiss Andrzej passionately.

As their tongues intertwined, Andrzej couldn't help but think about how lucky he was to have stumbled upon this amazing little tavern. He never would have imagined finding someone like Matty here, let alone having such an incredible experience together.

Part 6. A Night to Remember

Andrzej pulled away from the kiss long enough to catch his breath before speaking again. "You know, I can't believe we just did that..."

Matty chuckled softly, nuzzling against his neck. "Believe me, neither can I."

With that, they stepped out of the bathtube and, after drying up their bodies, headed to the large bed on the other side of the room. As they climbed under the covers, Matty couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness wash over him – it had been so long since he'd felt truly content with someone else.

"I never thought something like this would happen," Matty whispered, leaning in close to press his lips against Andrzej's once more.

"Neither did I," came the reply, as their tongues intertwined passionately.

For hours, they lay there together, exploring every inch of each other's bodies with their hands and mouths until eventually, they drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.

The next morning, they were awoken by the sound of birds chirping outside the window. Stretching lazily, Matty rolled over to face Andrzej, who was still fast asleep beside him. A smile spread across his face as he watched the rise and fall of the alchemist's chest, taking in the sight of his perfect muscular form that likely owed much to various elixirs and enhancements.

"Good morning," Matty murmured softly, reaching out to run his fingers gently through Andrzej's hair.

Andrzej stirred slightly at the touch, opening one eye slowly to peer up at him. "Morning," he replied groggily, yawning loudly before rolling onto his back and stretching his arms overhead.

"You didn't forget about Yasha, did you?" Matty asked cautiously, hoping that last night hadn't caused him to change his mind about seeking out the stretchy-assed priest.

"No way," Andrzej grinned back, sitting up in bed and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "I just needed some tea to recover!"

With that, they got dressed and headed down to breakfast.

Part 7. The Dawn of an Epic Quest

After eating their fill of hearty bowls of porridge and mugs of steaming hot tea, Matty decided it was finally time to ask the question that had been bothering him all along.

"So," Matty started nervously, fidgeting with the edge of his napkin as he spoke. "Will we see you again at our tavern in the future?"

Andrzej considered it briefly before responding. "Maybe you'd be interested in visiting Armbury with me? Just a random suggestion." He offered this cautiously, fearing that Matty might not want to leave his present life at the tavern.

A slow smile spread across Matty's face at the idea. "That sounds like an incredible journey! And I know exactly what I'll do if my father refuses to let me go..."

"What?" Andrzej asked curiously.

Matty leaned in closer, lowering his voice so only Andrzej could hear him. "I'll run away!" He whispered enthusiastically, beaming from ear to ear.

"But didn't you say that you enjoy living here?"

"I do," Matty admitted sheepishly, looking down at the tabletop. "But nothing compares to the excitement of traveling with you!"

"So we'll set out together, assuming your father doesn't send any guards chasing after us," Andrzej proposed lightheartedly.

"No need to worry," Matty reassured him, already mentally rehearsing how he would break the news to his father later on. "I can tell him how much money there is to be made in Armbury and convince him it's a gold mine I just have to explore!"

As they continued talking over dessert – sticky toffee pudding with custard for those still reading to this point – they began making plans for their trip together. They decided to leave immediately after breakfast, grabbing supplies along the way before setting off towards Armbury.

And so, with backpacks slung over their shoulders and a sense of adventure in their hearts, Matty and Andrzej embarked upon their grand journey across the land.