They were able to defeat forces three times their own size with ease.”“Oh. Do you propose putting together such forces now?”“No. Those fabled ...soldiers were all men, and were effective in their own time. Our warriors are effective in their own way, with weapons that are not so heavy. Imagine a spear that is twice the length we use, and much thicker in the handle end. That was what those men used, and their very large shields made for a defence from all side and above, including against arrows.. Then ... she'd been wearing a tight fitting, deep cut "V" neck tee shirt that had hinted at a considerable amount of cleavage, along with a tight pair of white slacks that likewise hinted at very long legs. She had smiled at me, and I had smiled back. But nothing came of it. Even when she finished her drink, walked to the door, she had stopped for a moment looking back at me, smiling again. And then left. I had sat there wondering, "Was that an invite?"I decided it was my own imagination. "Time for bed kiddo," I said.His usually smooth brow furrowed and he stood. Byron was almost my height now and he stretched, his shirt riding up to give a slice of hollow stomach. He looked for the clock.This was our nightly ritual. Every now and again we'd leave things too late and while usually I'd be able to control him, sometimes I wouldn't. Hence the newly repaired painting. Byron always feels guilty in the morning when he sees what damage he's caused, not the least the time when I came to. Not gonna take me long." Give it to me," I whimpered. "Give it to me."More rustling in the leaves. He ripped his cock out of my ass as we both turned towards the noise. Another cruiser was walking up on us, his cock in hand."Fuck me," I begged the first man. "He's got his dick out; he's cool."He guided his cock back to my hole. He pushed at my ass a couple of times, then crashed his cock my ass, balls deep."Son of a bitch," I gasped. "You're a fucking stud."He said nothing, just continued to.