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Chapter List
- 1-suikorgy
- 2-Leknaat's Revenge
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A nice big ass disclaimer for legal reasons: Suikoden and its characters do not belong to me (disappointing, no?). The stories, however, do.

The sun shone brightly into the open
castle of
Toran. The abundant light ignited
passions all around--soon permitting anything living and breathing to be
engaged in some form of gratuitous fuckery.

Tir McDohl knelt down in front of Kasumi, who was lying prostrate with her
legs wide open. Both had stripped naked at the sunlight’s advent, a
powerful tool in provoking both their interests. Tir briefly moved back and
brought his staff forward, inserting the tip into the girl's slit. He thrust
it in and out at random intervals, splintering her labia and more at this
obvious compensation for his physical insecurity. He then threw the obscenely
long rod aside, moving in on the girl. Tir lay on top of the ninja with an
eagerness, pressing his mouth against hers.

Kasumi uttered a cry of surprise as she felt two pairs of hands twisting
and tugging at her nipples like an angry twin clamp. In a state of confusion,
she reached out for a more useful tool and then made her strike.

A startled Tir released her and sat up, and looking downward at the claw
hooked through his chest. He might have cried out as well had he been anything
other than a silent, angsty fuck; instead, he brought his gaze back to Kasumi
and smiled as if to show his gratitude for the sudden nipple piercing. Kasumi
smiled back as she jerked her weapon out the way it entered, tossing it aside.

With blood oozing down his chest, Tir leaned forward and resumed the so-called
romance. He entered her thorny snatch, painfully streamlining his
manhood for the voyage into manhood. With a feminine moan, he
licked Kasumi's face, smearing the crimson fluids of his wound all over the
girl's torso. Kasumi moaned back, holding the boy tightly. It was coming.

...Except that it never came. Tir had spilled his bloody seed inside the
girl s-too-too soon--after penetration. Disappointed, Kasumi pushed the boy
off of her. Remembering
Chandler sold a good douche,
she started to get up but was promptly knocked out from behind.

"Young Master..." said the even more femmy voice.

Tir looked up to see Gremio standing there stark naked.

"Aren't I your only servant, Young Master?" asked the blonde tearfully. "Well,
aren't I?" His tone grew dark. "So let me continue serving you. It is only
right."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Cleo and Camille had tossed their
heterosexuality cards out the window and were already engaged in some bold
and sweaty activity.

Cleo buried her face into the musty wire rug of Camille's crotch, hoping
to provoke more than a reaction. Camille squeezed her legs in response, bracing
the older woman's gobbling head. Cleo did not mind the flesh earmuffs; she
simply took it as an invitation to deliver more. She slid her oxygen-deprived,
scratched face down further and began to lap at the opening of the debt
collector's cunt. Camille released Cleo's head and welcomed the well-trained
penetration, thick organ and wetness mixing with her wetness and causing
her to squeal with much awaited delight.

Gremio had his Young Master on all fours, his vein-laden manladle stewing
up a deadly storm inside the one he thought of as a son. Tir's moaning caught
the interest of another man, and moments later, Pahn was beside him, offering
his little boar up to the Young Master. Tir's mouth gladly received it, causing
the youth to become middle-man, so to speak, in the energetic threesome.
Gremio pulled Pahn closer and the two shared a kiss, sealing the familial
love between the three.

Tir shuddered as his guardian continued servicing his noble desires. Gremio
grunted in animalistic pleasure, forcing his throbbing cock deeper and deeper
into the asshole of his precious Young Master. The blonde ejaculated furiously
as he tightened his grip on his submissive partner's waist, blasting Tir's
quivering colon with liquid fire. Tir gasped at the scalding sensation of
the acidic manmilk conquering his insides, his intestine being erased from
anatomical history. He could hear the insane laughter of his servant as the
venomous seed enveloped his vital organs, shredding and devouring them as
easily as a pack of wolves to a fresh kill.

In lieu of a death rattle, Tir's jaw clamped down on the other man's erection.
Pahn screamed and attempted to remove his diminishing fuckstick from the
snake-like trap, but each tug resulted in a torture beyond all circles of
hell. The martial artist fell back in crying agony, the boy's corpse following
due to the eventual dissolving of its rectum.

Camille came a thousand rivers as Cleo struggled to fight against the tide.
Cleo finally emerged, her face dripping wet. Camille smiled and leaned forward,
licking the older woman's face clean. After minimal composure, Pahn and Gremio
joined the lesbian duo. Pahn pushed Cleo out of the way to become one with
Camille, while Gremio mounted the dejectedly rejected Cleo from behind. Some
time afterward, they switched partners, randomly declaring their heterosexual
love for their intended lovers. As though it would be any other way.

Viktor and Flik came onto the scene and took advantage of the fact that neither
of the copulating men was watching his own back. With their weapons drawn,
Viktor inconspicuously appeared behind Pahn while Flik did the same with
Gremio. They simultaneously plunged their swords into the backs of both men,
causing a double, nerve-triggered ejaculatory phenomenon to occur. His venom
spent, Gremio shot an ordinary potent load into Camille while Pahn squirted
a few pathetic whispers of semen into his canonical partner.

Neither of the women seemed to notice as their lovers were dragged aside.
Viktor became one with Cleo while Flik happily thrust his
Odessa+++++++++++++++++++++++ into Camille's waiting fleshscabbard. But while
they were screwing their female partners, their eyes began to meet, and the
shackles that once bound their deepest homosexual desires fell away.

Viktor smiled at Flik as he swept his hands gently across Cleo's shoulders,
positioning them at the base of her neck. Flik smiled back and began to touch
Camille in a similar manner. The love poured forth from the bear-like man
like a river between Michael Jackson's pants and an Osh Kosh B'Gosh commercial.
Flik's stare responded in kind, and soon the feeling was too much to be wasted
on these testicle-deficient creatures the gods called 'women.' He gave a
nod to Viktor, preparing to free himself from this now unwanted coitus. Feeling
a mutual anguish, Viktor then snapped Cleo's neck in two while Flik strangled
Camille to death.

The traveling duo pulled themselves out of their partners and began to play
the seme-uke game. Unfortunately, all the yaoi authors were busy experimenting
with Snowe Vingerhut x Suikoden IV Hero, and Viktor and Flik had had little
experience on their own (not counting the infamous drunken cocksucking incident
the night the Liberation Army united). The two men fought for what seemed
like hours over who got to be on top. Finally, they decided to settle it
once and for all--in the ever-almighty dick duel!

Viktor fitted his little bear with the finest adamantine, a series of plates
linked together around the broad flesh
circumference. Two slight, sharp
wings on opposing sides spanned and narrowed from pube to tip, forming the
edges of the miniature weapon. The
tip itself was sleek and shiny, coming to a point that would easily grant
a new orifice on scratch. Flik
prepared his Odessa+++++++++++++++++++++++ with a combination of diamond
and silver--a long appendage that could cut through anything and still keep
its most sexy shine.

At around this moment, the fisherwoman Kimberly, who had been running frantically
through the castle in search of Flik, made her way into the
room. She nearly wet herself
at the sight of Flik as well as what could now be literally termed “Long
Dong Silver.” But before
she lost herself in a puddle of her skanky fluids, she snapped out of her
trance, and decided to go after her most desired pretty boy.

Viktor laughed at his friend.
“And what is that?
Aren’t you a little old for cock ornaments?”

“My Super Odessa+++++++++++++++++++++++ will de-erect you, rival!”

“Hmm? I doubt
it. Odessa never ceased to keep
me well-erected, so why should your phallic namesake do otherwise?”

“What are you saying?” demanded Flik, who was growing angry from
the insinuation. He picked up
his sword Odessa, pointing it accusingly at
Viktor. “My Odessa was
pure! How dare you sully her
name and the sword I named her after!”

“Hahahaha...”

“What?!”

“Speaking of which...I’ll let you in on a little secret, blue
boy,” Viktor said. He paused,
and the whisper in his voice became
thunderous.
“I fucked both your
Odessas!!”

“You cocksucking son of a
bitch!!” Flik screamed, hurling his steel weapon skillfully
at Viktor’s head.

Viktor laughed and moved away at the last minute, leaving Kimberly, who was
rushing toward Flik, in his place.
The sword skewered the whore’s eye socket, cleaving its contents
neatly in two and causing a simultaneous tear in bone at the top and
bottom. The weapon continued
its path at great speed and busted through the back of her skull, spraying
forth miniscule chunks of flesh, bone, and brain at its
escape. Kimberly lost her balance
and fell backward, blade still in head. She landed on the floor on her side,
only her body turning awkwardly onto its back.

“That’s not fair, man.
I’m not even armed.”

“Silence! Let us commence
the duel!”

“Fine by me!”

Their two armored cocks clashed violently, sparks flying from repeated
collisions. Viktor’s ample
adamantine easily bent the defensive stance of Flik’s diamond and
silver. Flik grunted and directed
his hard-covered manhood downward, hoping to catch Viktor
off-guard. The bear-like man
reacted quickly, swinging little bear in a reverse half-arc to stop the Super
Odessa+++++++++++++++++++++++ dead in its
tracks. After a moment in this
most queer pose, the two men backed off and separated, glaring at one another.

“Not bad,” said Viktor.
“I would’ve expected you to curl up in a ball and die
already. And I don’t mean
the rest of you.”

“We’ll see who wants to curl up, or get cut up!” Flik declared,
charging toward his opponent. He
swung silver dick up forcefully, scratching Viktor between the plates.

Viktor cried out and stumbled backward, blood trickling through the long
slit of his injured manhood. But
he couldn’t lose now. The
Star Dragon Sword wouldn’t let him hear the end of it, especially after
he had bragged so much about the might of his
tubesteak. Catching his breath,
Viktor set his gaze upon his opponent with a new
determination. With a loud, angry
battle cry, the bear-like man leapt toward Flik and delivered the finishing
blow. The powerful strike slammed
against Flik with a vengeance, inhumanly shattering his penis into thirty
or so shards. Flik screamed and
fell to his knees, blue lightning sparking from the asymmetrical wound.

“So that’s why...” Viktor said, laughing.

Flik stood up and glared at Viktor, sick of the bastard’s cockiness--in
more ways than one. He grabbed
a hold of Viktor’s adamantined erection and broke it over his knee.

Now it was Viktor’s turn to react in the most pussified
manner. He dropped to the floor,
frantically running in circles and howling like a loon.

Flik smiled and collapsed, finding solace in this most ridiculous
sight. Content with his revenge,
the one of the blue lightning passed
away. Viktor followed shortly
afterward, clutching both pieces of adamantine tightly in his hands.

Some few feet away, Kimberly had witnessed the entire
duel. A single tear fell from
her lone eye, and her heart began to quiver out of
loneliness. Gone was her chance
to ever make the silver clad whoopee with her blue boy.

All hope was not lost, however! She
heard a conversation between two men and tilted her head back carefully for
etteetter view. Tai Ho and Yam
Koo were headed her way; certainly they would provide her with some
pleasure! She reached out for
them with a smile and renewed hope.

However, the fisherman pair was so absorbed in their conversation that little
did they notice her, let alone the fact that she was lying directly in their
path. Yam Koo crossed the woman
first, stepping between her chest and gut with his entire
weight. Kimberly’s ribs
cracked beneath the wooden sandal, and she let out an anguished
cry. Unfortunately, that also
went unnoticed by the two men.
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