O’Melissokomos
The Bee Keeper

The Prince's Teenage Commandos

by John D.

Prince Eric was 18 years old. It was 1280. His father was king of a large area that is now part of northern Germany. Eric was five feet eight inches tall, blond and blue eyed but he was very thin. He always wanted muscle but he never had any. His body stayed thin no matter what he did. He admired the boys who were strong and muscular, much bigger and stronger than him. He wanted to be like those boys but no matter what he did it didn't happen. But he got an idea. He would surround himself with muscle. He would build a small commando army of muscular youth, blond and blue eyed like himself but tall and extremely muscular and strong. They would be big muscular young commandos. Young commandos that would be so fit and strong they would win every battle. They would be so strong they could crush their enemy with their huge muscles. And he, Eric, the weak skinny prince, would command these muscular young commandos. His cock got hard every time he thought of that. If he didn't have muscle, he wanted to command muscle. Young muscle.

He convinced his father that it would be a good idea for him, the crown prince, to command a young group of commandos. His father, the king, thought it would be a good idea for his son to learn leadership skills by commanding an army, an army of young commando soldiers. So Eric started recruiting his commandos. He had some requirements. The commandos had to be 15 to 17 years old. He wanted young commandos. All his commandos had to be tall, blond and blue eyed. There were many of these boys in Germany. And they had to be strong and muscular. Only a few of the 15 to 17 year old tall, blond, blue eyed boys met this requirement. Eric wanted them.

He went with a small number of his father's regular soldiers to a small village. This was a big treat for the villagers, to be visited by the crown prince. Eric told the villagers that he was sponsoring a contest, a contest for the 15 to 17 year old boys in the village. The family of the winner of the contest would receive a gold coin. In modern terms, that gold coin would be worth $500. This was an incredible amount of money for any family in the village. And the winner of the contest would come with Eric and join his army, an army of young commandos. He would have plenty of good food in the army, would serve his country as a warrior and would return to his village after four years as a hero. All the young boys were jumping up and down. They wanted to join Eric's army. But then Eric laid out his requirements. All the contestants had to be at least 5' 10" tall and they had to have blond hair and blue eyes. Many of the boys put down their heads in despair. They were too short or they had brown eyes or brown hair. The ones who qualified were jumping up and down even higher. They felt like studs.

Eric brought the contestants into the middle of the town square. There were ten tall, blond blue eyed boys and they were all very good looking. "Strip off your shirts and your pants," ordered Eric. "I want to see your bodies." The boys looked perplexed but they took off their shirts and their pants. They didn't wear underwear in 1280, so they were naked. Eric walked up and down the line of boys, looking at their bodies. Three of the boys were very skinny, just like Eric. He tapped them on the shoulder and said, "You're excused." Two of the boys were fat. Eric wanted muscle, not fat. He tapped them on the shoulder and said "You're excused." So there were five boys left.

Eric got on the ground and did two pushups. He could only do a few because he was so skinny but he could do a few. He got up and told the boys, "Do that. Do as many as you can." The five boys got into the pushup position and started pressing their bodies up and down. Most of them had never done this before but a few of them had done some just for fun. Prince Eric watched as the boys continued. They all got to 10 pushups. Then 20 pushups. This was already way more than Eric could do. Then one boy stopped at 21. Another boy stopped at 27. One got to 31, another to 34 and another to 40. "Get up," ordered Eric. They jumped to their feet. The boy who won was smiling broadly and the other boys were looking at him in envy. He flexed his muscles at the other boys. His biceps were big and his pecs were very big and shredded. Eric nodded his head in approval. Eric put his hand on the shoulder of the boy who could only do 21 pushups. "You're excused," he said. There was a tree nearby with a low hanging branch. Eric jumped up to the branch and did two pullups. This was the most he could do. "Do that. As many as you can," he ordered. He pointed to the boy who could do 27 pushups. The boy jumped up and managed to do ten pullups, five times as many as Eric could do. The next boy did 14. The third boy did 15 and the fourth boy, the strong pushup boy did 20. The lat muscles on these boys were amazing. They flared out at the sides like wings. They had way more muscle than Eric had. Eric put his hand on the boy who could only do 10 and said "You're excused." So there were three boys left. They were all gorgeous. They were each about six feet tall with sky blue eyes and blond hair. Eric pointed to a tree about 100 yards away. "When I say 'go' you run and touch the tree and run back here, real fast. Ready?" The boys nodded their heads. Eric said "go" and the three boys took off. Two of the boys almost tied when they got back. The third boy was about five feet behind. It was the two boys who did the most pushups and pullups who were first. These boys were the studs of the group. Eric put his hand on the shoulder of the losing boy and said, "You're excused."

So the two boys stood there in front of Eric. They were buck naked and they were smiling. They knew they were the stud boys of the village. Their faces were gorgeous, with high wide cheekbones and strong jaws. Their hair was light blond. Their eyes were as blue as the sky. Their perfect teeth were bright white. Their necks were strong and muscular. Either one of these two studs could have been in Eric's young army. Then Eric got on the ground in a situp position. He did five situps. He got up and said, "Do as many as you can." The two young studs got on the ground and started doing situps. Eric watched their ab muscles. They both had washboard ab muscles. Neither of them had any fat on their muscular bodies. Eric could only do about 10 situps. These boys went by that in ten seconds. Then 20. Then 30. Then 40. Then 50. Finally one of the boys slowed down and stopped at 55 situps. The bigger boy did 70. He was clearly the biggest, strongest, fittest boy of the village. But there was one more test. "Stand up," ordered Eric as he looked at the incredible muscles on the bigger boy. They were the kind of muscles Eric always dreamed about. The boy stared at him and grinned and kind of flexed his muscles. He knew he was a stud. A tingle went up Eric's spine.

It was time for the last test, the physical inspection. The muscles of these boys were all pumped up from the pushups, pullups, running and situps. And those muscles were big. These boys were naturally strong and muscular. They had never had an actual workout. They played games as kids and did chores around the village. But they had big bodies and big muscles. Their ancestors were Vikings. They each had Viking blood in them and that blood made them genetically tall, strong and muscular. Eric ran his hands over their muscles. "Flex your arm," Eric said as he flexed his skinny little bicep to show them. The boys flexed and Eric felt their big arms and pinched their biceps. Their arms were twice as big as Eric's arm and way harder. The boy who could do the most pushups and pullups and situps had the biggest and hardest arm muscles. His upper arm was about a half inch bigger than the other boy's. "Relax," said Eric. The boys relaxed and Eric ran his hands over their bulging pecs, shoulders and washboard ab muscles. Their bodies were sweaty. Eric loved to feel that sweat, hot young sweat made by their hot young muscles. He ran his hands over their sweaty rock hard abs and the muscular bubble butts. He looked into their blue eyes. He kept rubbing and feeling their muscles as they slightly flexed for him. Their cocks started getting hard. Eric's stroking was turning them on, just as Eric planned. The kid with the big muscles had the biggest cock too. And it got way harder than the cock of the other boy. Eric rubbed his hands all over the boys' bodies, feeling their legs, their hard butts, their lats and their shoulders. Each of these boys weighed 50 more pounds than Eric, and it was all muscle. The big boy probably weighed 70 pounds more. He was huge. Finally Eric reached down and felt their cocks. That was part of the physical inspection too. The big boy's cock was rock hard and bigger than Eric even could have imagined. It was way bigger and harder than the other boy's cock. He put his hand on the shoulder of the other boy and said "You're excused." The he raised the muscular arm of the big boy and yelled "The winner!" The boy grinned and flexed his arms as the villagers yelled their approval.

"What is your name, young man?" said Eric. "Hans, my lord," said the boy as he looked down into Eric's eyes with his clear blue eyes. "And how old are you?" asked Eric. "I just turned 16," said the youth, who was two years younger than Eric but outweighed him by 70 pounds of muscle. He was the kind of boy Eric always wanted to be. And now Eric was going to command him. "Welcome to my army, Hans," said Eric and he shook the large muscular hand of the big strong youth. This youth was four inches taller and 70 muscular pounds heavier than Eric and Eric was going to be his commander. "Where is your family?" Hans pointed to a man and woman and two boys. "There, my lord." Eric walked over to Hans's father, held up a large gold coin and handed it to the father. "You have raised a fine boy. You will be very proud of him in my army. He will be a great commando. Here is your prize." He handed the coin to the man, who also had blue eyes and blond hair, who looked at the coin in amazement. Then Eric looked at the two boys. "Those are my brothers, my lord. They are 14 and 12 years old. Maybe one day they can be in your army." Eric looked at the boys who also had blond hair and blue eyes. They were already big and muscular for their age. "Maybe so," he said as he looked at the two young studs. It was clear that Hans's family had terrific genes. The older brother would be old enough to serve next year. "Tell me when your brother turns 15, Hans. He already looks like a commando." Hans's eyes lit up. "Yeah, that's Oleg. He's real strong. He's the strongest 14 year old in this whole village. He's even stronger than the 15 year olds. Show the prince your muscles, Oleg." Oleg grinned and stripped off his shirt. He flexed his arms and his muscles were huge. His shoulders bulged and his arms were rippling with muscle. He was taller than Eric and he already weighed 40 pounds more than Eric and he was all muscle. Prince Eric came over and felt his muscles. "Real big. Real hard," he said. Oleg's blue eyes were brilliant and his blond hair shone like gold. His voice had changed and he already looked like a young man, not a boy. "You are a big boy, just like your brother." Oleg grinned. "I want to be in your army, my lord. I want to be a commando! I'm ready now! I'm big. I'm strong. I'm almost as strong as Hans." Eric smiled. "You have to be 15, Oleg. Keep getting bigger and stronger. We'll be back." Oleg grinned. "I'll be ready, my lord. I'll be real big and strong!"

Eric turned to Hans. "Put on your clothes. We're leaving now," ordered Eric. Hans put on his clothes and kissed his mother and father goodbye. He hugged his brothers. One of Eric's soldiers brought out a horse. Hans's eyes got wide. He had never ridden a horse before. They were for the nobility. "This is your horse," said Eric. "All my commandos will have horses. You are so big and strong I know you will be a good horse rider. This horse is very strong and fast. He is a prime stallion. His name is Thunder. He's young, just like you. He's two years old. He has been tamed a little bit so a new rider can ride him. I will show you." Prince Eric got on the horse and took the reins. He moved the reins. "This is how you turn left. This is how you turn right. To slow down or stop you pull the reins toward you, but not too hard. To make him move you jiggle the reins. To make him run, you kick him. This horse loves to run." Hans was wide eyed. He was going to have his own horse, a big strong fast army stallion! In present day terms it was like giving a 16 year old boy a Ferrari. He jumped up and down in joy. The prince jumped down from the horse. "Get on, Hans."

Hans jumped up onto the horse. His legs were so strong he was able to jump up right onto the saddle. He grabbed the reins and patted the horse's muscular neck. "Hi, Thunder," he said. The horse neighed. Hans looked at Prince Eric and grinned. "We're ready, my lord."

Prince Eric, his platoon of soldiers and Hans rode off towards the king's castle, which was about 30 miles away. Eric was in front and Hans was in the middle of the pack. Eric wanted to be sure Hans could ride Thunder. After several miles it was clear that Hans had perfect control of Thunder. Hans was big and strong and the horse knew he was big and strong. If Hans pulled the reins it was a firm but not overly hard pull. The horse knew if Hans wanted to he could really pull hard. Hans's legs pressed against the horses side and once in awhile he flexed his legs. The horse could feel those muscles flexing. The horse did what Hans commanded. After several miles, Prince Eric came back and told Hans, "You go in front and ride as fast as you want. Let Thunder run. After a couple of miles slow him down. I want to see what kind of horseman you are."

So Hans went to the front of the horses. He looked at the road ahead. A chill went up his spine. He was the biggest, strongest teenager of his village. He was in the prince's new army. He had his own horse. A big strong young horse. Big strong and young, just like him. And he was going to make that horse run. He felt so good. He felt like the young stud he was. His cock grew in his shorts. He loosened the reins and kicked the horse. "Run, Thunder, run!" he yelled. Thunder took off like a bullet, running strong and fast. Hans had never traveled this fast in his life. He was on his Ferrari. It was like a kid today going 140 miles an hour in a Ferrari. He whooped and hollered as Thunder ran. Finally he slowly pulled in the reins and Thunder slowed down. He patted the horse's neck. "Good boy, Thunder. Good boy," he said. Thunder neighed. He had enjoyed his run.

Prince Eric and his troops caught up with Hans. "Good job, commando Hans. You are a great horseman. I can tell you will be a great commando. Now lets go to the castle. I will lead us there."

So Eric got in front and led Hans and his father’s soldiers to the castle. As they approached, Hans gazed at the sight. The castle was large and surrounded by stone walls. Surrounding the castle was a large town, a town of trades people, artisans and merchants who served the king. This was the kingdom’s capital and there were a lot of people there. Prince Eric took Hans and the soldiers to a large field just next to the castle. In the field were high walls, climbing ropes, barricades and various obstructions. “This is where my commandos will train,” said Eric. “You will not be an ordinary army. You will not have swords and shields. You will have only a knife. And your big muscular strong body. You will train your body so that it becomes extremely strong. Much stronger than you are now. You will train that big body so you can climb walls and ropes, jump over barricades and crush our enemies with your strong arms and legs. You will attack our enemies and kill them with your muscles. You will have knives if you need them, but I want my commandos to kill with their muscles. I want them to crush our enemies with their huge muscles. My commando army will have only our biggest and strongest youth. There will be only 21 of you but you will be the biggest, strongest, fittest young men in the kingdom. The prince’s commandos will be supreme!” Eric shouted as he said the last words. He was so excited. What he had described was similar to today’s Navy Seals, big strong young men who have incredibly rigorous physical training. Navy Seals with parkour skills. Only the prince's commandos would have much bigger and stronger bodies than the Navy Seals. They would be incredibly muscular and strong. But they would also be fit. They will climb high walls. Climb ropes and nets. Run. Jump or vault over huge barricades. Skills that only the best of the best can do. That was Prince Eric’s army. And Hans was the first member.

Hans was very excited. He could hardly wait. Prince Eric turned to him. “You must be hungry. Let’s eat. But first, you will get your uniform. You can’t dress like a peasant when you’re one of Prince Eric’s commandos.” They rode into the castle with the guards saluting Eric as he entered. Young boys came up to get their horses. They jumped off and Eric said “These boys will take care of your horse. They will feed him and give him water. Come with me.” Hans patted Thunder on his neck and handed the reins to a boy. He followed Eric into the castle.

They went into a room that was like a football locker room, with uniforms hanging on the walls and benches. There was an attendant there, an old man who was a tailor. He made the uniforms. He looked up at Hans and said, “Oh, you are so big! You are tall and you have very wide shoulders. Your chest is big but your waist is small. You are a very big young man.” Hans beamed. “I’ve always been big. My father is big too. I have a lot of muscle.” Eric smiled. He wanted muscle and he got it with Hans. “Take off your peasant clothes, Hans,” said Eric. “Yes, my lord,” said Hans. He took off his shirt and his pants, clothes that were made by his mother. He had been growing so much that she had to make him new clothes all the time. And he took off his peasant shoes. The tailor looked at him. He was buck naked and he was huge, all muscle. His blond hair, blue eyes and huge muscular body looked stunning. Eric smiled proudly as he looked at his first commando. And his cock got hard under his pants. “You need my biggest uniform,” the tailor said. “I didn’t know Prince Eric would find such big and muscular young men.” He went to the far end of the room and pulled a uniform off the wall and he brought it to Hans. “Try it on,” he said. Hans put on the shirt. The shirt had no sleeves. Hans’s huge shoulders and arms hung out at the sides. Eric grinned. The shirt fit tightly over Hans’s huge chest. The shirt was padded in the middle. “This is a special fabric,” the tailor said. “A sword cannot penetrate this shirt. If an enemy tries to stab your heart with his sword, this shirt will stop him. Then you can attack him with your big muscles and kill him.” The tailor smiled. He was proud of his shirt. “Your arms are free to smash and stab. You will be a great warrior, young man. You are so big, so muscular, so strong. I can see you will be a great warrior.” Now Eric’s cock was rock hard. And Hans’s cock was getting hard too. He was very excited. He felt like such a stud. He put on the pants and the leg holes barely fit over his huge muscular thighs. He barely got them on. But the waist was too big. The tailor never thought a young man could have thighs that big and a waist that small. “I need to make bigger leg holes and a smaller waist for you. But I need lots of room for your strong muscular butt and your big penis. Your leg muscles and muscle butt are so big and muscular and your waist is so small. And your penis is so big. Wear these pants now. It will take me a week to make your pants.” Eric said, “You better make him a bigger shirt too. He’s going to keep growing.” The tailor nodded. The tailor looked at Hans’s feet. “You have very big feet too. You are a very big young man.” He went to the far side of the room and got the biggest boots. “Try these on.” Hans put on the boots and did manage to get his feet inside. They fit, just barely. “We’ll need bigger boots too,” said Eric. “This is a growing boy! And he’s going to grow even more with all the food he’s going to eat. I want my commandos to be big! Big and strong!” Hans flexed his arms for Prince Eric and beamed. He looked at his bulging muscles. He was big now and he wanted to be bigger! Eric rubbed his skinny fingers over the bulging muscle. His cock was rock hard. “Let’s go eat,” he said.

Eric strutted out of the uniform room towards a door at the back of the open area. Hans followed the skinny prince. The servants watched the skinny prince and the huge muscular young man behind him. Two completely different kinds of bodies. Both were blond with blue eyes. But one was much shorter and very skinny. The other was tall and incredibly muscular. They knew this was Eric's first commando. Eric opened the door and walked into a big dining room. It was dinner time. The table was covered with food. And all of that food appeared to be for Eric and Hans. There were plates of venison, lamb, beef, chicken and pork. Huge mounds of meat on each plate. Lots of bread and vegetables. And wine. Hans had never had wine before. Hans's eyes got wide as he saw all that food. He was from a poor peasant family. There was enough food there to feed his family for a month. "There is so much food!" exclaimed Hans. "So much food!" Hans rubbed his rock hard abs as he thought about eating so much meat. Eric smiled. "Eat all you want Hans. Get bigger. Get stronger. I want my commandos to be huge! Huge and strong! And the food won't go to waste. When we're done the servants will eat our leftovers." Eric sat in a chair at the side of the table and Hans sat next to him. Eric took a large amount of meat from each of the plates and put it on Hans's plate. "Can you eat all that?" he asked. "Oh yeah!" said Hans as he grabbed the meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Forks had not been invented in 1280. Eric stared at Hans as Hans gobbled down the food. The muscles in Hans's jaw were big and strong and they flexed as his bright white teeth chewed the meat. Eric watched Hans's muscles flex as he grabbed the food and ate like a wild man. In less than five minutes he had eaten all the meat Eric had given him. He grabbed some bread and vegetables and more meat. Eric took a few bites of food. He never had a big appetite unlike Hans who was wolfing down tons of food. Hans would eat ten times the food Eric ate. Hans had a huge appetite that fed his huge muscles. His dad, and now he and his brothers, were good hunters. They were able to kill enough animals to feed their big muscles. Hans had killed hundreds of animals and stuffed their meat into his mouth. He had great genetics and he knew how to kill and eat and grow. His muscles showed it. But Hans had never seen this much food before. As a commando he was going to get all the food he wanted and he was eating furiously. "Have some wine, Hans," said Eric as he poured wine into Hans's glass. Hans took a sip and said, "Oh, that's different. Kind of strong." Eric smiled. "I think you'll get to like it." Hans took another sip and then he drank the whole glass. "Yeah, tastes good," he said. Then he grabbed some more food.

Hans ate four huge plates of food, mainly meat, and four large glasses of wine. Eric ate a half of plate and two glasses of wine. Hans reached for more food but Eric put his skinny little hand on Hans's big muscular hand. "No more tonight, Hans. I don't want you to get sick." Hans looked at Eric with his big blue eyes. "I never get sick! I'm very healthy! Look at my body. I'm strong! I'm healthy!" He turned and flexed his big arms in Eric's face. "My muscles want more food!" Eric couldn't believe how big Hans's arms were. And they were so muscular, so hard. Then he looked at the table. "You've eaten enough food for ten people. There's hardly any left for the servants. There will be more food tomorrow. I am your commander, commando Hans. You will stop eating now!" Hans looked at the delicious food still on the table and said, "Yes, my lord." Eric looked sternly at Hans. "Stand up commando Hans!" Eric got of his chair and stood up.

Hans lurched out of his chair and tried to stand up but he fell sideways onto Eric. Eric grabbed his big shoulders and pushed him up to a standing position. "Oh," said Hans. "I feel real good but it's hard to stand up straight." Eric smiled. "You had four glasses of wine. Wine makes you feel real good but it does affect how you move. I will hold you when you walk" Hans was a little tipsy but he wasn't drunk. He had never drunk alcohol before. It was a new sensation for him and he liked it. "I like the wine," he said. "I love being in your army, my lord." He stood next to Eric, towering over him with his tall muscular young body filled with food and drink. Eric looked at his big muscles and his handsome face and said, "It is time for bed. There are no other commandos so you are going to sleep in my bedroom tonight. Come with me." Eric put his skinny little hand around Hans's huge bicep and led him away from the dining room. After a few faltering steps Hans walked pretty well. His big muscular athletic body handled the alcohol very well. He was enjoying his tipsy state but he was a man and he could drink like a man.

They walked into Prince Eric's bedroom and Hans gasped. It was huge. There was a big bed and lots of furniture. "This room is bigger than my whole house," he said. Eric smiled. "I am the crown prince, Hans. One day I will rule this kingdom. Now I rule my young commando army. You are my first commando. I think I made a good choice." He looked at Hans's beautiful face and body. His cock was rock hard. Hans looked flustered. "But I have to go outside. I have to take a piss, my lord. I have to go outside to take a piss." Eric laughed. "You're in my castle. The servants will take away your piss. Piss in this." Eric pointed to a big canister at the side of the room. But take off your clothes first, commando Hans. I inspected your body today and I'm going to inspect it more now." Hans looked at Eric and grinned. "And you liked what you saw, didn't you my lord? I am the biggest, strongest boy in the village. I will make a great commando." Eric put his skinny hand on Hans's big arm, "I am going to inspect your body very carefully." Hans grinned and stripped off his clothes. Eric faced the tall blond 16 year old boy and ran his hands over Hans's huge shoulders, his muscular arms, his thick pecs and his rock hard abs. He looked into Hans's sky blue eyes as Hans stood before his commander, flexing his muscles ever so slightly. "You are very good looking, Hans," said Eric. "You look like a Viking warrior. Big, strong, blond, blue eyed and very handsome." Hans blushed. His cheeks turned red. His face looked stunning with his blond hair, blue eyes, strong jaw, wide cheekbones and blushing skin. "You know you are very special, don't you Hans. There are very few boys who look as good as you." Hans blushed some more. "Yes, my lord. Everybody loves me. People look at my muscles. The girls want me to fuck them. I know I am a stud. I will be a great commando." Hans knew he was a very special boy. Eric loved his honesty. Eric continued to roam his hands over Hans's muscles. He looked down and saw Hans's cock was getting hard from his fondling. Hans's cock got semi hard, just like it did earlier in the day. Then Eric stood beside Hans, wrapped his arm around his muscular waist and said "Piss."

Hans wrapped his huge muscular hand around his semi-hard cock and pointed it at the canister. Even though his cock was only semi-hard, it was bigger than his hand. Prince Eric's eyes got wide as he saw how huge Hans's semi-hard cock was. Then a huge gush of piss blasted out from that cock and hit the canister like an arrow hitting the bull's-eye of a target. Eric couldn't believe how much piss was blasting out from that cock. It was thick and hard and hit the canister like a cannon. Hans continued pissing for over a minute. He had so much piss, so thick was the stream, so hard was the force. Eric was overcome. He had never seen a boy piss that much so hard so long. Finally Hans finished. He jiggled his cock and the final drops of piss came off. He looked at Eric. "I'm a big boy. I have lots of piss. Now I feel a lot better." Eric nodded his head. "Yeah, you're big, all right. Big all over. I have to piss too." Eric stripped off his clothes, revealing his tiny rock hard cock. His cock was only about five inches long. His very hard cock was shorter and skinnier than Hans's semi-hard cock. "Look how skinny I am, Hans. I always wanted muscles like you have but I never got any. And now you, my commando, are here in my room. Your huge muscles are here next to me, your beautiful face, your blue eyes, your gorgeous commando body. My cock can't stand it. It's rock hard for your muscles." Hans grinned and flexed his arms. "Yeah, you're real skinny, my lord. But I've got lots of muscle. I am real strong. I am your commando. You are my commander. I will obey your commands, my lord. My muscle is your muscle." He came up to Eric, grabbed Eric's head and rubbed his huge pecs in Eric's face. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" yelled Eric. "I am so hard I can hardly piss." Hans laughed. "Point it high and try to aim," he laughed. Eric pointed and started pissing. It was a little stream, only about a quarter of the intensity of Hans's piss. He missed the canister at first but finally hit it, finishing his piss in about 20 seconds. "You're skinny and you don't piss very much either, my lord" said Hans. "Pretty clear I'm the commando around here." Hans moved close to Eric. "I think you need to finish your inspection of your new commando, my lord."

Prince Eric faced Hans and stared at his handsome face. He couldn't believe this huge muscular 16 year old boy was at his command. Hans looked down at him with his sky blue eyes and did a "most muscular" pose, flexing his shoulders, chest, lats and abs. His torso was huge. "Well?" he said. Prince Eric was frozen in lust as he looked at all that muscle. After several seconds, he put his hands on Hans's shoulders. Hans stood up straight and flexed his shoulders. His shoulders were a foot wider than Prince Eric's. They were very wide and capped with cannonballs of shredded muscle. Eric rubbed his little fingers on the big mounds of striated muscle, thick muscle that capped Hans's broad manly shoulders. "Your shoulders look very strong, commando Hans. My shoulders are narrow and are nothing but skinny bone. Your shoulders are very wide and are covered with thick hard muscle. They must be very strong. Pick me up and press me over your head, commando Hans." Hans grinned. He loved showing off his strength.

"Keep your back straight, my lord," said Hans. He put one hand in Eric's armpit and the other hand in his crotch. Then he easily lifted him up so his body was like a barbell at Hans's shoulders level. Then he pressed Eric up very fast. Eric was stunned at how strong Hans's shoulders were. "You are very light, my lord. You are lighter than my 12 year old brother. I can press him easily. I've gotten so strong in the past six months I can press my 14 year old brother too. He weighs way more than you do and I can press him 10 times. My shoulders are very strong. They are commando shoulders!" He pressed Eric up and down 25 times like he was pressing a broomstick. Eric's eyes were bulging as he watched the huge muscles in Hans's shoulders press him up and down. The muscles were bulging like a big cannonball of shredded fibers and Eric could see the striations of each muscle flexing as they pushed him. Finally Hans gently dropped Eric to the floor. He moved his torso right next to Eric. His shoulders were bulging with throbbing muscle. "Oh fuck, your shoulders are incredible, commando Hans. They are so strong!" Eric ran his fingers all over the bulging muscle, feeling the fibers and the hot sweat that had formed on Hans's skin. Then he got on his tiptoes - Hans was four inches taller than he was - and started licking those shoulders, feeling the rock hard fibers of muscle with his tongue. He was worshipping Hans's huge shoulders with his fingers and his tongue. Hans was getting turned on as Eric fondled his muscles. "Did my shoulders pass the commando test, my lord? Are they strong enough for your army?" Eric was beside himself with lust. "Yes, yes, yes!" he said.

Hans grinned and flexed his huge pecs. He looked down and the bulging globes of muscle and rubbed his big muscular hand over the huge pieces of meat. "I've got a strong chest too, my lord. I've got a commando chest. Give me a command, my lord, so I can show you how strong it is." He looked down at Eric with his beautiful blue eyes, the muscular young Viking waiting for Eric to order him show how strong his big chest was. Eric looked at the bulging pec muscles just inches from his skinny bony chest. "Get down in the push up position, commando Hans," he ordered. Immediately Hans dropped to the floor and placed his hands in the push up position. "You need extra weight to show me how strong your chest is, commando Hans. I am going to be that extra weight." Prince Eric climbed on Hans's body, placing his rock hard cock right on Hans's firm round muscle butt. He held Hans's big shoulder muscles with his dainty hands. "Go!" said Eric. Hans pushed up the two bodies easily. "You are so light, my lord. I can push up my 14 year old brother easily and he is way heavier than you are. I can do 15 pushups with him on my back. My chest is very strong. It is a commando chest!" Hans started doing pushups with Eric gasping as he felt the huge body working under him. Eric ran his hands over Hans's big traps, his shoulders and his rippling arms. And he started thrusting his hips as his little penis tried unsuccessfully to penetrate the rock hard muscles of Hans's muscle butt. Hans laughed. "My butt muscles are real hard, my lord. Your little penis doesn't have a chance." Eric was in a frenzy on top of Hans's big body. He was feeling Hans's sweaty muscles as the big 16 year old cranked out pushups and he was feeling the big boy's muscle ass, an ass that was as hard as a rock. And he knew he was going to fuck that ass. He was the commander. He was the prince. He was going to fuck this young commando's tight muscle ass. Hans did 20 pushups and then bucked Prince Eric off his back like a big horse bucking off a skinny rider. Then he got on his knees and flexed his pec muscles in front of Eric's face. Eric got up on his knees and started rubbing his hands on those huge muscles, muscles that were covered with beads of sweat, muscles that were striated and covered with veins, muscles that were made of fibers that felt like steel cords. "I think you liked your ride, didn't you my lord. These big muscles gave you a good ride. They are commando muscles, my lord. Big, strong commando muscles."

"Oh yes, they are," moaned Eric as he started licking those huge pecs. He could feel every fiber of muscle with his tongue. He just couldn't believe how much muscle this gorgeous 16 year old boy had in his body. He ran his hands all over Hans's pumped up pecs and his rock hard washboard abs. Hans was started to pant. His cock was getting hard. Then Eric started licking and sucking Hans's big nipples. "Oh, oh, oh," said Hans. "That feels real good." Hans's cock continued growing. Within ten seconds it was rock hard. Eric looked down at Hans's cock. That cock was eleven inches long and as thick as Eric's wrist. Eric gasped. "God, your cock is huge," he said. "Your muscles are huge and your cock is huge. You are a huge boy! You are a true commando." Hans blushed again but his cock got even harder. "Touch it, my lord. Touch my big cock." Eric looked at that big cock. He wanted to touch it. He wanted to lick it. He wanted to suck it. His cock got even harder if that was possible. But he looked into Hans's blue eyes. "No, we're not done with the inspection yet. That big cock is just going to have to wait. Stand up commando Hans."

Hans jumped to his feet. His thick rock hard cock was pointing up at a 45 degree angle. Eric slowly rose and faced the huge 16 year old boy. He grabbed Hans's upper right arm, an arm that was so big he couldn't get his little hand around it. The most he could do was grab the big bicep muscle. He felt the steel-like cords of the fibers of muscle. Veins were throbbing under Hans's thin skin. "Commando Hans, show me how strong this muscle is. It is very big. It is very hard. Show me how strong it is." Hans grinned. He flexed his big bicep muscle in Eric's hand. "My arms are very strong, my lord. I've killed hundreds of animals with my strong arms and hands. I have crushed their necks. I have broken their bones. I have crushed their skulls. I can lift big logs and big rocks. I always win when I fight the other boys. My arms are bigger and stronger than their arms. I can smash them to the ground with one punch of this big arm. These are the arms of a commando! Prince Eric's commando! These arms are at your command, my lord. You give them and order and they will obey it. You can pretend that these big strong arms are your arms. I am your commando and my big arms will obey your orders!" He raised his arms and flexed them right in front of Prince Eric's face. Eric grabbed an arm and was almost drooling as he felt the bulging muscle. Those arms were his arms! Hans was his commando! He could command those arms! He was beside himself with lust. "I will show you how strong my arms are. Keep your back straight, my lord." Hans grabbed Eric by his crotch and his armpit. He lifted the skinny prince up to a curl position. Then he started curling the the prince. "Wow, you are so light, my lord. I can curl my 14 year old brother. He weighs so much more than you. My big arms are very strong. You feel like a little stick to them." Hans curled Prince Eric up and down like he was lifting a straw. Eric grabbed one of his arms and felt the muscle bulge with each rep. At the bottom he could feel the steel cords of muscle. At the top that arm was as big as a cannonball, a big cannonball of striated rock hard muscle. Hans did 20 easy reps and then spun Eric to his feet. He flexed his arm in Eric's face. "Look how big that muscle got, my lord. When I lift heavy weights it gets bigger. Look at those veins. My muscle is full of blood. It grows bigger when I make it lift heavy weights. That's why my brothers and I lift each other. We want our muscles to get huge. I've got the arms of a commando. A big strong commando. A commando that has arms that can kill at your command!" He looked at Eric, who was gazing at his arm in awe. Then he wrapped his arm around Eric's neck and flexed his bicep into his windpipe. Eric started to gag but he liked this amazing display of strength. "Oh my god," he gurgled. "My arm is so strong it could crush your neck. If I flexed my muscle harder it would blast into your neck like a rock smashing into soft mud. Your neck is very soft to my muscle. My muscle is as hard as rock. If I flexed harder you couldn't breathe. My muscle would kill you. Or I could grab your neck with my hand and snap it like a twig. I've snapped the necks of many animals. But I won't do that, my lord. You are my commander. I am your commando. I would never hurt you. But if you command me to smash the neck of another boy, I will do it. My arms are so strong they will smash human flesh if you command them to do it."

He released his grip on Eric, who gasped as he breathed, and stood before him. "Did my arms pass the inspection, my lord?" Eric stared at Hans's huge arms. "Yes, yes, yes!" he said as he felt the bulging muscle as Hans flexed for him. Prince Eric attacked Hans’s huge arms with his hands and his mouth. He fondled the muscle. He felt its hardness. He felt the steel hard fibers. He fondled the thick veins. He licked the sweat with his little tongue, feeling the hard fibers underneath Hans’s thin skin with the tip of his tongue. “Oh god, your arms are so big, so hard, so strong,” murmured Eric. Hans grunted and flexed even harder. “They are the arms of a commando, my lord. Your commando.” Eric lowered his head and rammed his nose into Hans’s armpit, an armpit filled with blond hair. He breathed in the 16 year old boy’s pungent sweat, sweat that had been produced all day by his big muscles working and flexing as he won the competition in his village and now toyed with Eric’s weak body. “Even your sweat smells good,” moaned Eric as he continued to feel Hans’s huge muscles. Hans groaned louder. “It is the sweat of a commando, my lord. My big muscles make lots of sweat. Smell my commando sweat!” He rubbed his big armpit into Eric’s face. His pit was so big, surrounded by his huge lats, delts and pecs, that Eric’s whole face was enveloped by it. “Oh, oh, oh,” moaned Eric. Finally he took his head away and stared at Hans’s gorgeous body.

Hans looked down at his cock which was now rock hard again. Eric's cock was still rock hard. “You really make me horny, my lord. My cock wants attention, my lord. It wants to shoot a huge load. It can shoot three or four loads tonight. My big cock loves to cum! All I have to do is touch it and it will explode." Eric bent down and licked Han's eleven inch rock hard cock. Eric was amazed at how big and thick and hard it was. "Oh god!'" yelled Hans. “I wanna cum!!” Eric punched his huge thigh. "No, you can't cum yet, commando Hans. I will tell you when you can cum. You have one more inspection. Your legs. Hans looked down at his legs. He flexed his quads and Eric gasped as he saw the size and shredded hardness of that muscle. Then Hans looked around the room. “There is nothing heavy enough to challenge my legs, my lord. You are way too light. My father weighs three times what you do and he can get on my back and I can lift him up and down 50 times. My legs are very strong.” Eric looked at Hans’s monstrous legs. “I will do a personal inspection,” he said as he dropped to his knees. He wrapped his hands around one of Hans’s calves. “This muscle is very big and hard,” he said. Eric stretched out his leg and looked at his leg and Hans’s calf. “Your calf muscle is bigger than my leg. And it is so hard. And your muscles are covered with veins.” Hans flexed his calves. “Yes, I have big calves. They help me run real fast. You saw how fast I ran today. I have big muscles but they are also fast muscles. They are commando muscles!”

Eric then moved his hands up to Hans’s thighs. He used both hands to feel the hard muscle in one thigh. He felt all the striations, the fibers, the hardness. That muscle was huge. “Commando Hans, you have more muscle in one thigh than I, your prince, have in my whole body. And that muscle is very hard. It must be very strong.” Hans grinned. “Oh yes, it is very strong. Feel how strong it is.” He grabbed Eric’s head and put it between his two thighs. Eric was overwhelmed as he felt the huge warm muscle encircling his head. “My legs can crush the ribs of animals. I can put an animal, like a deer, between my legs and squeeze these big mothers around his ribs. Quickly I hear snapping sounds as my legs snap the bones of the animal. In ten seconds the animal’s ribs are crushed into nothing. If he was alive he would now be dead. Crushed to death by my huge legs. My legs would be only an inch apart because all the bones are broken. I’d crush them and then I’d eat them. I’ve eaten so many animals that I crushed to death. I started crushing animals when I was only eight years old when I hunted with my father. Small animals then, like rabbits. As I got older I could crush bigger and bigger animals. Now I can crush all the animals. My legs love to crush. It feels so good to be so big and strong. Do you know what it feels like to be real big and strong, to be able to crush and kill? No, I don’t think so. Have you even used your muscles to kill an animal, to grab him, to squeeze his neck, to crush his ribs, to crush his skull and watch his brains ooze out? No, your servants bring you your food. I kill my food. I crush my food. I feel like I can crush anything. I could crush your ribs real easy. I could crush your chest into nothing. Your chest would feel like little sticks to these huge legs. Yeah, my legs are real strong. They are commando legs! Feel their power, prince Eric.” Hans flexed his legs and the warm muscle turned into rock. Then he started squeezing them together, crushing Eric’s head. “Oh, oh, oh!” cried Eric. “Your legs are so strong!” Hans applied more force. Eric’s head began to hurt. “Stop, commando, you’re hurting me.” Immediately Hans opened his legs and Eric’s head came loose. “I am sorry, my lord. I was only applying about a eighth of my strength. I am sorry I hurt you. Sometimes I forget how strong my legs are.” Eric looked at Hans’s huge legs. “Don’t be sorry, commando Hans. I love strong legs. You are a strong boy. I want all my commandos to have strong legs like you. You have the legs of a commando!” Hans grinned. “Yes I do!” he yelled as he flexed his huge legs for his commander. “My big legs are your legs, my lord. They will crush for you. I am your commando!’

Eric was beside himself with lust. He started licking Hans’s legs. He tasted the sweat and felt the hard muscle fibers. He began feeling all that muscle with his fingers and his tongue. He ran his hands up to Hans’s abs and felt the ridges and crevices of those corrugated bricks of muscle. Hans was now groaning again and his cock was rock hard. Eric moved his hands to Hans’s muscular bubble butt, running them up and down the huge bulges of hard muscle. “Oh, oh, oh,” murmured Eric as he felt Hans’s big glutes. He could hardly wait to fuck that big hard butt. Then he moved his tongue up to Hans’s balls. Hans had huge balls, balls that were as big as golf balls. He started licking those balls and Hans started yelling. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” He started thrusting his hips. Eric looked up at Hans’s beautiful face. “You cannot cum yet, commando Hans. You will soon have the best cum in your life. Hold it in.” Hans looked at Eric with a plaintiff look in his face. “Yes, my lord. I do as you command.” Eric started sucking those balls, putting one at a time in his mouth and rubbing his tongue on the hard balls filled with testosterone and cum. “Oh, oh, OH!” yelled Hans. He was dying. He wanted to cum so much. But he was obeying his commander’s orders. He was a commando. Eric smelled the pungent sweat coming off Hans’s blond pubic hair. That sweat smelled so good, so masculine, so strong. Eric breathed in that sweat. Then he moved his tongue up to Hans’s cock. He started licking that huge monster, a monster that was twitching as Hans was moaning loudly. Eric was moving his hands all over Hans’s body, feeling his legs, his butt, his abs, his pecs. He was reveling in feeling Hans’s huge muscles and now licking his huge cock. Eleven inches of thick rock hard Viking cock. Hans was beside himself. His cum was almost bursting out of his cock.

Finally Eric said, “Fuck me Hans!” and he wrapped his mouth around Hans’s huge hard cock. Hans grabbed Eric’s head and he rammed his huge cock down Eric’s throat by a huge thrust of his crotch. All eleven inches of that thick hard cock were rammed down the skinny prince’s throat by the tremendous power of Hans’s muscles. “Take it all, prince!” yelled Hans. He immediately started cumming, blasting spurt after spurt of his genetically superior muscle Viking cum down the skinny prince’s throat as he rammed his cock in and out of that throat. He came for over a minute and like Eric predicted it was the best cum he had ever had. Eric was beside himself with lust and he felt Hans’s huge muscles thrust into him and he felt that huge cock cum in his throat. Finally Hans slowly removed his cock from Prince Eric’s mouth and he looked down at the prince with a look of total satisfaction. “Did you like that, commando Hans?” asked Eric as he looked at Hans’s beautiful face and blue eyes. Hans grabbed Eric and hugged him. He squeezed Eric’s skinny little body into his huge muscular chest. “Yes! That was the best fuck I ever had!” he said.

Eric pointed down to his cock. It was still rock hard. He hadn’t cum yet. “My turn. You do what I command, commando Hans.” Hans grinned. “Yes, my lord. I want you to cum real good.” Eric looked at Hans’s muscular sweaty body. “Flex your arms and do not move,” he said. Hans flexed his huge arms and waited for Eric to act. Then Eric ran up to him and started fondling and licking his muscles. Hans did not move as Eric licked the sweat off his arms, buried his face in his armpits and smelled the pungent sweat, licked his six pack, and smelled his crotch. Eric was going wild as he worshipped every muscle on Hans’s body. He started rubbing Hans’s muscular bubble butt. He tried to put his finger in Hans’s asshole but Hans’s muscles were too hard and too tight. His finger was too weak. Then he spit on that asshole and rubbed his spit into the crack. He spit on his little five inch cock. “Get on the bed on your stomach, commando Hans.” Hans obeyed his commander. He jumped onto the bed with his round muscular bubble butt bulging up. Eric climbed on top of his huge body and grabbed his shoulders. Skinny little Eric was now on top of the biggest, strongest boy he had ever seen. He started kneeding his hands into Hans’s broad muscular shoulders as he thrust his cock up and down Hans’s butt. That butt was so firm, so hard, so round, so muscular. Eric was in heaven as he mounted this huge boy. “Relax your butt muscles, commando Hans. My little cock isn’t as strong as yours.” Hans bucked up his butt. “Yes, my lord. My muscles are at your command,” He started moaning. He was getting turned on again by having his body worshipped by Eric and having Eric on top of him, ready to fuck him. Eric put his little cock in Hans’s asshole and pushed it in. It went in about an inch but Hans’s muscles were still too strong and hard for the little cock to penetrate. “Relax, Hans! Relax! You muscles are so big and strong. Relax those strong muscles,” said Eric. Hans relaxed. Eric kneaded his hands into Hans’s huge delt muscles, his big trap muscles and his thick wide lat muscles as he rubbed his cock on that hard round muscle ass. He smelled Hans’s manly scent and rubbed his face in his blond hair. Then he pushed his little cock in again. This time his cock went in another two inches. Then another inch. He thrust again and it was all the way in, all five inches. “I’m inside you, Hans. I’m inside your big muscle butt. I’m going to fuck you Hans. I’m going to fuck your muscle ass! I am your prince and I’m going to fuck your ass! I’m going to fuck my big strong commando!” Hans moaned. “Fuck me, prince. Fuck my big strong ass. Get the best fuck you ever had. Fuck your big strong commando with your skinny body and puny cock. Fuck me!” Eric yelled “Yeah!” and he rammed his cock in and out of Hans’s ass as he buried his face in Hans’s muscular back and felt his huge shoulders and lats with his little hands. Hans’s big round muscle butt felt so good as it hit Eric’s little waist with each thrust. Hans had more muscle in that butt than Eric had in his whole body. And Eric was fucking that butt! Eric felt like a prince. He felt like a king. He was fucking a young muscle god. His thrusts of his cock in and out of Hans’s butt became faster. Hans flexed his back and shoulder muscles for Eric. He knew Eric would like that. He knew Eric loved his muscles. Eric grabbed those hard muscles and his fucking became a frenzy. “Oh, oh OH!” he yelled as he started cumming. He shot spurt after spurt of cum into the huge boy’s muscle ass. He came for almost a minute. Then he collapsed on Hans’s body with his cock still inside that big butt. “That was so good,” he moaned. Hans said, “I’m glad you like my big muscle butt, my lord. I’ve got the butt of a commando. Big, strong and full of muscle.”

Eric lay on top of Hans’s huge body for a few minutes, feeling the size and heat of Hans’s body, the size and hardness of his butt. Eric was in heaven as he straddled this huge young man. Then Hans flexed his butt muscles, squeezing Eric’s cock like a steel vise squeezing a small banana. Eric’s cock was crushed by Hans’s muscles. “Oh god,” said Eric as he took in the enormous strength of Hans’s butt. Hans laughed. “I’ve got the butt of a commando, my lord. A big strong commando.” Then Hans bucked Eric off and spun around to face him. Eric's small weight was nothing Hans's huge muscles and he bucked him off easily. His cock was rock hard. He stroked his 11 inch cock. “My cock wants your tongue, my lord.” Eric’s eyes got wide as he looked at Hans’s huge thick cock, jutting out from his blond pubic hair below his bricks of ab muscles. Without hesitation Eric started licking that huge cock. "Oh, oh, oh," murmured Hans. "I've never had my cock licked before. It feels so good. Lick it harder. My cock wants hard licking! It's a tough cock! It's a commando cock!" Eric started licking harder and Hans started groaning. "Suck it!" yelled Hans. "Suck your big commando's cock!" Eric wrapped his mouth around that huge weapon and started sucking it. He was licking and sucking and Hans was going wild. After less than a minute, huge gushes of cum spurt into Eric's mouth. Hans came again for over a minute. His big balls had stored lots of cum and he was expelling it into Eric's throat. Millions of blond blue eyed muscle boys could have been produced by Hans's genetically superior sperm. After Hans finished, Eric kept his mouth around Hans's cock as he nuzzled close to his huge body. Hans was moaning in pleasure. "I love being your commando, my lord." Hans put his hand on Hans's big chest and said, "I love having you as my first commando. But now it is time for sleep. We'll find another commando tomorrow. You will go with me to another village and see if we can find another young boy who is as big and strong as you. Hans smiled. "That will never happen." He flexed his chest and abs as Eric felt them. Then he closed his eyes.

Hans fell right asleep. It had been an incredible day for him - winning the contest in the village, getting his own horse, getting his commando uniform, which was too small for his huge muscular body, eating a feast and drinking wine with the crown prince and then having a fuck fest with Eric, the crown prince. What a day! He fell right asleep. Eric however was still incredibly excited to have this huge boy right next to him. He looked over and watched Hans's steady breathing. His big ab muscles seemed still to be flexed. Eric could see the bricks of muscle rise up and down with each breath. Hans's huge chest rose high on the bed and his big pecs moved up and down with each breath too. Hans was solid muscle and even when he slept that muscle was hard. Eric put his hand on Hans's abs and rubbed it gently on the bricks of muscle as Hans breathed. He put his other hand on his cock, which was rock hard. He moved his hand all over Hans's abs and chest and cock as the big boy slept. His cock started throbbing with pleasure. Never in his life did he think he would find a young commando as gorgeous and muscular as Hans. And one who liked manly sex as much as he did. Hans was young. He would fuck both boys and girls. He was strong. He could fuck anything he wanted. Eric was glad Hans fucked his mouth. He looked at that huge cock and wondered how that would feel up his ass. His spine twitched and his cock quivered as he thought about Hans's huge body and his monstrous cock fucking him up the ass. He was in a sexual frenzy. Then he came. He shot his load into his face thinking about Hans, all that muscle and that huge cock. After he came he rubbed his cock for several minutes and he rubbed Hans's
body. Then he fell asleep too.

Many hours later Eric was asleep on his back. Suddenly he was awakened by a big rod poking at his asshole. He opened his eyes and saw Hans straddling him, his huge 16 year old body on top his weak 18 year old body. His huge muscular arms were astride Eric's little chest and his huge legs were pressed against Eric's stick legs. He chest was so huge Eric could hardly see anything else. And Hans's cock was rock hard. "Oh, did my big cock wake you, my lord? I'm horny again and I want to fuck your ass. I've fuck a lot of girls but I've never fucked a guy's ass. The girls all say my cock is the biggest, thickest, hardest cock they have every felt. Do you want to feel it too, my lord? Can I fuck your skinny little ass?" Eric trembled. "Oh god, I don't know. Your cock is so big. You might rip me apart." Hans stroked his cock. "I will be gentle, my lord. I will push it in very slowly. My cock is so long it will go all the way up to your lungs. It will push all your organs out of the way. But I will try not to hurt you. But once my cock is all the way in I will fuck you like a wild man. Would you like a huge muscular commando fucking you like a wild man?" Eric looked at Hans's body and his cock. "Yes, commando. Fuck me with your huge cock! Be gentle but fuck the shit out of my skinny little body with your huge muscles and cock!"

Hans smiled. "We need a lot of spit," he said. He spat several times and rubbed it in Eric's asshole. "Give me more spit," he said. Eric spit in Hans's big muscular hand and Hans rubbed it on his cock. The he spit some more. Hans had a lot more spit than Eric had. Finally he poked his cock into Eric's asshole and pushed it in about an inch. "Owwww," said Eric. "Your cock is so thick." Hans pushed it in a little more. "Relax your muscles, my lord. Let your butt muscles relax. Unlike me, you don't have much muscle to relax, but relax it anyway. I could just ram my cock through your weak muscles but I want to be gentle." He pressed in further. He was now in three inches. "You never had something so big up your ass, have you my lord. I bet you're going to like it, being fucked by your huge young commando, a commando with the biggest muscles and biggest cock you've ever seen. I know you like big muscles. I know you like big cocks. I've been watching you look at me. I do not want to lie. I'm a stud. Tall, blond hair, blue eyes, gorgeous face. huge muscles, zero fat and a huge thick cock. You want me, prince. You want my body and my cock, a cock that is ramming up your skinny little ass." He pushed his cock in another inch. Then he took it out and rammed it in again. "Owwww," cried the prince. "Be a big boy, prince. You're going to take it all. You're going to take all of your big 16 year old commando's huge cock!" He jammed it in some more. Now it was in five inches. This was as long as Eric's whole cock was. But Hans had six more inches to go. He pulled it out and then spit on it some more. He rammed it back in and pushed. "I bet your like this, don't you prince. You like feeling my huge cock ramming up your ass. Your cock is getting hard. I've got five inches in you and your little five inch cock is getting hard. But I've got six more inches to go. After I am all the way in I am going to fuck you real hard because you're skinny and weak and I'm big and I'm strong and I've got a huge cock to fuck you with. The big and strong fuck the weak. Aren't I right, prince?" Eric was now over his pain and into sexual bliss. Hans's big cock was hitting his prostate gland. He had never felt this sensation before and he was in sexual bliss. "Yes, commando," he said. "Give me more cock!"

Hans started ramming his cock in harder. He pulled it out, spit on it, and rammed it in hard. Inch after inch. "Oh god, your cock is so big, so thick, so hard," murmured Eric. Hans rammed it in further. "Yeah, real big and real hard. You like it, don't you prince. You like my big cock ramming up your skinny little ass. Your ass is real tight. Tighter than any girl. Your ass feels real good to my cock." He thrust it in harder. He took it out and spit on it again. "Only one more inch. Take it all, prince. Take all of my big cock!" He rammed his cock all the way up Eric's ass. Eric yelled "Ohhh." And then "Ahhh." He had Hans's whole cock up his ass. His cock was rock hard. Now it was time for hard fucking. Hans pulled his cock out of the ass and spit on it one more time. Then he rammed it in and started thrusting it in and out. His whole body was thrusting. All his huge muscles were thrusting is big cock in and out of Eric's ass. "I've got a commando cock and it's fucking the prince!" he yelled. He rammed his cock in and out of Eric's ass. Eric was feeling Hans's big body, feeling those muscles as they bulged and flexed with each thrust. Sweat was starting to form on Hans's body and Eric was feeling that sweat. "I'm gonna cum, my lord! I'm gonna cum in your tight ass!' Eric's cock was rock hard as he felt that huge cock inside him. Hans started thrusting faster. Both boys were in a sexual frenzy. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh!" yelled Hans as he bursted spurt after spurt of cum inside Eric's ass. Immediately Eric came too, spurting his cum on his chest. Hans kept thrusting in and out of Eric's ass, moaning in pleasure. Eric rubbed his still sensitive cock. Finally Hans pulled out and fell on Eric's chest, his huge body almost crushing the skinny little prince. "So good," he murmured. He rubbed his body on Eric and Eric felt the hard muscles on top of him. Then Hans fell asleep. He was asleep on top of the crown prince. Eric didn't move him. He wanted to feel those muscles as long as he could. He finally fell asleep too with Hans on top of him.

Prince Eric opened his eyes as the sunlight shone through the small windows in the castle. He looked at the bed and it was empty. Hans wasn't there. Then he looked the other way and saw Hans standing at attention next to the bed. He was already dressed in his uniform. His big muscular body was straining the fabric of the uniform. It was way too small for him. He saluted Prince Eric. "Good morning, my lord. You slept a long time." Eric stumbled out of bed. "When did you get up?" Hans laughed. "At sunrise, my lord. I always get up at sunrise. The hunting is best at sunrise. How do you feel, my lord? How is your little ass?" He rubbed his big muscular hand on his massive cock, which was barely constrained by the tight fabric. "It is fine I think. It's a sore though. Your cock is so massive!" Hans smiled. "Yes, I am a commando and I've got the cock of a commando. And my cock loves to fuck!" He looked at Eric slyly and rubbed his cock. Eric said, "Patience, Hans. I've got a surprise for you this morning. Just wait. Wow, your uniform is way too small. It looks smaller than it did yesterday." Hans flexed his arms. His arms and shoulders were free from the fabric and they bulged with muscle. "Yeah, I think I gained some muscle last night. I ate so much meat and all that meat was turned into muscle on my body. My muscles are going to keep growing now that I'm a commando and can eat so much meat. You better tell that tailor to make my uniform even bigger." Eric reached up and felt Hans's huge arm. "Yeah, bigger. You are a very big boy, commando Hans. I'll take a knife and cut your uniform down the middle. It will open up so your big chest will have room to breathe. And everyone will be able to see your ab muscles too. You will be a very impressive commando when we go to the village." Hans looked down at his legs. "What about my legs, my lord. I can hardly walk. My leg muscles grew last night too. The pants are way too tight. I've got too much muscle for these pants." Eric laughed. "Let's cut them off and make them shorts. Luckily your waist is so small that the pants fit you there, although your huge cock could use more room. It will just have to bulge out for now." Eric went to a drawer and pulled out a knife. He slit Hans's shirt down the middle, exposing his chest and abs. Hans took off his pants and Eric cut the fabric so his huge quads would have room to flex. The shorts fit tightly over his muscular bubble butt and his cock bulged out in front. But they fit. Hans looked great. He looked like a commando.

Prince Eric got dressed. "Time for breakfast," he said. He led Hans out of his bedroom, the weak skinny little prince leading the huge young commando. All the servants gasped as they saw the huge young blond blued eyed boy following the prince, his huge shoulders and arms flexing with each step, his bubble butt flexing and his quads and calves bulging with each big step of his giant legs. They walked into the dining room. The table again was covered with food. Lots of meat, plus eggs, bread and vegetables. Hans sat down, loaded his plate with food and immediately started gobbling it down. Eric took a small portion. Then he watched Hans eat. Hans was brutally efficient in his eating. He could chew very fast. The muscles powering his jaw were very big and strong and they flexed with each bite. He had no fat in his face so the striations of his jaw muscles bulged with each bite. He finished his first plate of food in five minutes. Then he loaded a second plate. This time Eric was not going to stop Hans from eating. He could eat all he wanted. And that was five plates of food. Eric ate a half plate. Hans burped. "Feels so good to be full," he said as he patted his stomach. His abs were still rock hard but those five plates of food made them bulge out just a little bit. That bulge would be gone in an hour as his body digested the food and turned it into muscle.

The prince and the commando stood up. Hans stretched and flexed his muscles. The servants were aghast as they saw this amazing display of raw strength by the tall young commando. Then they all turned and faced a tall man who was entering the room. Immediately they all bowed. The man approached Eric but he was looking at Hans. "Hello father," said Eric. "Good morning, Eric. Who is this?" Eric grinned. "This is the first commando in my new commando army. His name is Hans. As you can see, commando Hans is very big and strong. I may be skinny, father, but my army will be big and muscular just like commando Hans. My army will be so strong that it will crush our enemies!" The king looked again at Hans. He checked out his wide muscular shoulders, his rippling arms, his bulging pecs, his washboard abs and his huge thighs and calves. "You are a very fine looking young man. I didn't know we had such fine looking boys in my kingdom. You are very handsome, with blond hair and blue eyes just like my son. But unlike my son you are tall and you are very muscular. You look very strong. You look like a fine commando." Eric grinned. "Oh yes, father, I have tested him. He is very strong. He will be a great commando." Hans and Eric kind of grinned at each other when Eric said he had tested Hans. "We must leave now to find the second commando. Good bye father." The king grabbed Hans's huge arm. "I hope you find another boy as fine as this one. Good luck."

Eric and Hans left the dining room. The king watched Hans’s big trap muscles, wide shoulders, huge lats and muscle butt as he walked with his calves bulging with each step. “A fine young commando,” he said to the servants. Eric and Hans stopped by the tailor, who was busy making Hans’s bigger uniform. “Make it bigger,” said Eric. “This boy is growing fast. His muscles are now getting lots of meat and they are growing fast.” Hans stood before the tailor and the tailor measured his body. “Yes, you’re bigger already. I will make your uniform much bigger. But you look real good in your cut off uniform. Now people can see all your muscles and those muscles look wonderful. A boy with a body like yours really doesn’t need a uniform. Your muscles can be your uniform.” Eric grinned. “I have been thinking the same thing, but my commando army needs uniforms. All my commandos will be big and muscular. They need big uniforms.” The tailor looked at the smaller uniforms he had already made, uniforms that would have been fine for an ordinary teenager in the kingdom. But Eric’s commandos would not be ordinary teenagers. They would be very big and strong. “Yes, my lord,” the tailor said.

Eric, Hans and a few of the king’s soldiers mounted their horses and rode off to a village about 35 miles away. This village was about the same size and Hans’s village so Eric thought there would be a good young commando there. Eric let Hans lead the group and Hans raced Thunder like he was racing a Ferrari. Thunder loved to run fast. Hans was a mile ahead of the group before he slowed down and the group caught up. “You’re a big strong boy with a fast horse, a great commando” said Eric. Hans grinned and flexed his arms. “Yeah!” he yelled. They got to the village and just like with Hans’s village the people were all very impressed that the crown prince had come to visit them. Prince Eric explained why they were there, to recruit the strongest boy to be a commando in his young army. He explained that the winning family would receive a gold coin and that the commando would return in four years as a hero. All the boys were jumping up and down. They all wanted to be a commando. Then Eric pointed at Hans. “This is commando Hans.” Hans swaggered into the people showing off his body in his cut-off uniform. There were sighs from the girls as they saw this huge young boy. His uniform made him look even more sexy to them, an incredibly good looking big muscular young commando. Some of the girls had the nerve to touch his body, feeling his shoulders, his arms or his pecs or his abs. Hans strutted around like the young stud he was. Soon there were 20 girls circling Hans. It was like he was a rock star with the girls just swooning over him.

Then Prince Eric said, “All the girls who want to have sex with commando Hans line up here. My commandos will have lots of sex.” Now the boys were really jumping up and down. Sex! Every teenage boy wants lots of sex. And the commandos would have lots of sex! About ten of the girls stood where Eric pointed. They all wanted to have sex with Hans. They were looking at Hans and moaning with lust. “Commando Hans, pick one and fuck her!” said Eric. This was a command he was giving to his young commando, a command the commando could hardly wait to fulfill. Hans strode up and down this line of girls, looking at their faces, their boobs, their butts. He was going to pick the best looking girl. He was the best looking boy and he was going to fuck the best looking girl. If that girl had a baby boy, that boy would be a total stud. He came to a blond blue eyed girl who was about 5’ 8” tall with a perfect figure. She was gorgeous. She was looking at Hans longingly. This was the one. Hans grabbed her and ripped off her dress. He shredded it with one massive rip of his arm. Then he took off his own shirt and shorts. They were both naked. His cock had already grown to a full erection and the people gasped as they saw how big and thick it was. And his body was so muscular. He looked stunning with his blond hair, blue eyes, drop dead handsome face, huge muscular body and eleven inch thick, rock hard cock. He lifted up the girl and started kissing her boobs. She was like a feather to him Then he kissed her lips. Then he started running his hands all over her body as she ran her hands all over his body. He picked her up and laid her down on the ground. They started wallowing together, feeling each other’s bodies and kissing each other. After about five minutes of this foreplay, Hans rammed his huge cock inside her cunt and she screamed. He started thrusting that cock in and out and soon that scream became a moan of sexual excitement and arousal. All of the townspeople were looking at these two young godlike teenagers fucking each other. The men all had hard cocks. Eric’s cock was hard too as he watched his big 16 year old commando fuck the blond girl. He watched Hans’s muscular bubble butt flex with each thrust and he watched the young commandos muscles flex as he fucked the girl. He saw that huge cock plow into her and he thought about that cock ramming into his ass the night before. Hans’s huge cock rubbed on the girl’s clitoris. As he thrust in and out she became totally aroused. She came and yelled in erotic joy. Hans kept thrusting. She came again. And again. And again. The girl came five times as Hans thrust his huge cock in and out of her cunt. Then Hans started grunting and his thrusts became faster. Then he yelled and blasts of cum spurt out of his cock into the girl’s cunt. He pushed in his cock as far as it would go as three bursts of cum jettisoned their way up inside her body. His strong sperm swam rapidly to her egg and it burrowed inside. She would have a baby boy. A big strong baby boy. A boy she would name Hans.

Finally the two beautiful teens finished their sex. Cum was dripping from the girl's cunt. She rubbed her cunt and looked at Hans longingly. Hans stood up with his cock still semi hard with cum dripping down the sides. He flexed his muscles and yelled “It’s great to be a commando!” The boys all cheered. Then he put his uniform back on. The girl stood there looking at him. She wanted to be fucked by him again, but now it was time to pick the new commando. All the boys wanted to be that commando.

Eric said, “All the boys who are fifteen to seventeen line up here.” A group of about 30 boys lined up. They all wanted to be a commando. Several of the boys had taken off their shirts. They wanted to show Prince Eric their bodies. Eric continued, “Our commandos will all be blond haired and blued eyed like their leader, me, the crown prince. All the blond haired blued eyed boys step forward.” The brown eyed and brown haired boys slumped. This was unfair, they thought. But Eric was the crown prince. He could do what he wanted. The blond haired blued eyed boys stood up straight and marched forward. They were so excited. Eric looked at the boys and he noticed one who was quite short. That boy had stripped off his shirt. He was blond and blue eyed but he was short. He was actually an inch shorter than Eric, about five feet seven. But he was incredibly muscular. He was more muscular than Hans was. His arms looked bigger than Hans’s arms and he was five inches shorter than Hans. Eric had never seen a more muscular boy in his life. Hans had a classic Nordic face with high cheekbones and a strong jaw. This boy’s head was square. He looked like a short muscular Italian except he was blond and blue eyed. His face was square and his neck was very thick.

The other blond boys were looking at the short muscular boy. A few of them shook their heads as if to say “there is no way I can compete with him.” Then Eric said, "The commandos must be at least five feet ten tall. All shorter boys are excused." The short muscular boy looked totally defeated. He looked at Eric with a look that said "How could you do this? Look at me. I'll be a great commando. Look at my muscles." The other taller boys cheered. Now they didn't have to compete with that very muscular boy. They lived in the same village. They knew how strong he was. The short boy flexed his arms at Eric and Eric's eyes bulged as he saw how big those muscles were. Hans's eyes bulged too. "My lord," said Hans, "you should let that boy compete in the contest. Look at his muscles. He may be short but I bet he's really strong. I think he would make a great commando. Let him compete, my lord." The short boy looked at Hans with a look that said 'thank you.' Eric walked over and felt the boy's muscles. They were very hard. Harder than Hans's muscles. "Commando Hans is right. You may compete with the tall boys. Get in line with them." The short boy yelled and got in line with the other boys. They looked dejected.

"Take off your clothes," ordered prince Eric. The boys took off their clothes and stood in line for prince Eric's inspection. Eric went down the line, excusing all the fat boys and all the skinny boys. Five boys remained, the short muscular boy and four tall boys, a few of whom looked a little like Hans. They looked a little like Hans and they were muscular but none of the boys except the short one were as muscular as Hans. Eric looked at Hans. "Pushups," he said. Hans got on the ground and cranked out ten pushups. Eric looked at the boys. "Do as many of those as you can." The four boys got on the ground and started doing pushups. The short boy was doing them at twice the speed of the other boys. It looked like he was playing and the other boys were working. The first boy stopped at 15. The next boy went to 21. The third boy stopped at 25. And the short boy kept going. He got to 60 pushups in less than a minute, more than one per second. He finally started slowing down at 120 and he finally stopped at 175. This boy did 175 pushups. The best the other boys could do was 25. And Hans could only do 40. This boy was strong! He jumped up and flexed his pecs. Eric came over and felt them. The boy's pecs bulged with incredible muscle, big, thick striated muscle. "You are very strong," said Eric as he felt the boy's huge muscles. "Thank you, my lord. I am much stronger than the other boys in this village. I have worked hard to become strong." The other boys were looking at him. They knew that physically they were nothing compared to this short boy. Eric dismissed the weakest boy. Now there were four left.

Eric looked at Hans. "Pullups, commando Hans." Hans went over to a tree and grabbed a low hanging branch. He did ten pullups. Eric pointed to one of the boys. "Do as many as you can." The boy went over and did 12 pullups. His body looked great - wide lats, broad shoulders, strong arms. But he wasn't as strong as Hans, who had done 20 pullups. The next boy did 10 pullups. The next one did 14. These were all strong boys. Very few boys could do more than five pullups. Eric could only do two. But they were nothing compared to the short boy. He jumped up to the branch. He was short but his legs were very strong and he jumped higher than some of the taller boys. Then he started doing pullups. Eric's mouth dropped open as he saw how wide and thick the boy's lats were. They were incredibly huge. And his arms were huge too as they helped his lats pull up his incredibly muscular body. He did 30 pullups without even slowing down. He slowed down at 50 and finally stopped at 60. This boy had done 60 pullups, three times as many as Hans. He dropped off the branch in a graceful landing and flexed his lats as he smiled proudly at the other boys, who were stunned by this display of strength. Eric ran up to feel his huge lats. "Your muscles are very big and thick," he said. His cock was rock hard. Hans grinned as he saw Eric feeling the boy's muscles. He could see the Eric's small hard cock. His own cock started getting hard too as he thought about that boy's strength. The boy flexed his arm, which was also pumped and huge. Eric grabbed it. "These muscles will be at your disposal, my lord, if you pick me as a commando. You will have a very strong commando to do as you command." Eric was salivating.

He dismissed the weakest boy. Now there were three boys left. He looked at Hans. "Running." Hans came up and stood next to the boys. Then he raced off to a tree, touched it and raced back again. He was very fast. "Line up," ordered prince Eric. The three boys lined up. Eric looked at the short boy's legs. They were huge, very thick with muscle. And that muscle was striated with veins crisscrossing everywhere. He wondered how fast that thick muscle would be. "Ready, set, GO!" yelled Eric. The three boys ran to the tree. The short boy's legs looked like thick pistons as they moved back and forth very rapidly. But the taller boys had an advantage because their legs were longer. Their legs were longer but they weren't as strong. The short muscular boy's legs were moving much faster than the taller boys' legs. The three boys got to the tree at the same time. The short boy was in the middle and as he touched the tree his big broad shoulders hit the taller boys who were also trying to touch the tree, knocking them both to the side a little. His huge shoulder muscles were so thick with muscle they just forced the other boys away. Those two taller boys didn't faze him in the least. He just brushed them aside like they were little insects. He quickly turned around and ran back to Eric. The taller boys finally touched the tree after the shoulder muscle hit and ran back. The shorter boy was ahead of them by five feet. He got to the finish line and raised his arms in the air as he yelled in triumph. The taller boys crossed the line in despair. They thought they would win the race and they lost. The muscle won. Muscle always wins. They stared at the short boy's huge shoulders and his huge legs. Prince Eric came up to the short boy and ran his hand over his leg. "Your legs are very strong and very fast," he said. The boy flexed his quads for the prince. "I have commando legs, my lord. These legs will crush your enemies if you choose me as your commando. You order these legs to crush and they will crush." Eric's cock was rock hard.

Eric dismissed the slowest tall boy. Now there were just two boys left. Eric turned towards Hans. "Situps, commando Hans." Hans got on the ground and did ten situps. "Do as many as you can," Eric said to the two boys. They got on the ground and started doing situps. The short muscular boy was doing his situps incredibly fast. His waist looked like a fortress of muscle with big corrugated ridges of muscle bulging with each rep. His waist wasn't small or svelte like the tall boy's waist. It was thick and muscular, so thick with muscle it looked like corrugated iron. And that muscle was powering up his muscular torso at an incredible speed. He did 100 situps in a minute. The tall boy got to 60 and stopped. His little waist, while it looked like a washboard, wasn't nearly as strong as the short boy's waist. And the short boy kept going. He got to 200 situps, then to 220. He started slowing down at 240 and he finally stopped at 275. That boy had the most incredibly strong abs that Eric or Hans had ever seen. He was built like the proverbial brick shithouse. His muscles were like bricks. Big, strong rock hard bricks.

When he finished he jumped up on his feet like a gymnast would. He just jumped and he was on his feet. He stood in front of Eric, flexing his abs. Eric ran his hands over those abs, feeling the big thick ridges of muscle that were as hard as rocks. "You are a very strong boy," he said. The boy grinned. "Nobody can hurt me, my lord. My muscles are too big and too hard for anybody to hurt me. I will be a great commando. My big muscles will hurt your enemies. If you order me to kill, my muscles will kill your enemies. But your enemies can't hurt me. I am very strong and my muscles are very big and hard." Eric continued running his hands all over the boy's huge body. His cock was rock hard. This boy had more muscle than Eric thought was possible in a teenager. He was way beyond anything Eric had ever dream of. The tall boy was looking at the short boy with envy in his eyes.

"Now it is time for the final test," Prince Eric said. "It is time for the physical inspection. Stand straight." The two boys stood straight. Eric started with the tall boy. He was very good looking and had very nice muscles. He looked a lot like Hans only he wasn't as muscular as Hans. His shoulders were broad and his waist was slim. Eric ran his hands over the boy's body. "You have a very good body," he said. The boy smiled. "Thank you, my lord." But the boy was looking at the short muscular boy, a boy who had much more muscle than he had and was much stronger. He was taller but the short boy had beat him in all the contests. But he tried to impress Eric. He flexed his muscles as Eric felt them. Then Eric ran his hands down to the boy's crotch and felt his cock. His cock got a little hard but it didn't get rock hard.

Then Eric turned to the short, extremely muscular boy. He started feeling the boy's huge muscles and he marveled at how thick and hard they were. His shoulders were like huge cannonballs of muscle. They connected with his huge trap muscles that connected to his thick muscular neck, a neck that was as big as his head. His pecs were enormous, shredded and hard and round and his lats flared out with thick, hard muscle. His abs were solid muscle, like bricks stacked on top of each other. His butt was so big and round and hard. And his legs were bigger than Eric's waist. They were like huge tree trunks of muscle with calves that were bigger than Eric's legs. "Your muscles are huge," said Eric. The boy looked at the prince with a serious look in his face. "My muscles are commando muscles, my lord. I will be the strongest commando you will have. I am three times as strong as any of these boys. They are like children compared to me. I may be short but I am very strong. I will smash your enemies with my big muscles." Eric ran his hands over the boy's butt and abs and finally down to his crotch. The boy's cock immediately started getting hard as Eric fondled it. In ten seconds it was as hard as a rock. It was about nine inches long and very thick, thicker than Hans's huge cock. "My cock is big, just like my muscles, my lord. And it really likes to fuck." He looked Eric in the eye and rubbed his huge pecs against Eric's skinny little chest as Eric fondled that huge cock. Eric was almost about to cum. Then he raised the boy's arm and said, "This is our new commando!" The crowd cheered. They all knew this strong boy was going to be a great commando.

"What is your name? How old are you? And where is your family?" said Eric. "Gunther," said the boy. "I just turned 17." He pointed to two smiling adults. They were both short, shorter than Gunther. The father was huge. He looked like a barrel of muscle and the mother was stocky and muscular too. Eric and Gunther walked over to them. Hans followed. Eric got out the gold coin and handed it to the father. The father beamed as he held the coin. This was more money than he had ever imagined he would have and he had it because of his strong son. Eric patted the father's muscular shoulder. "You son is very strong. He will be shorter than my other commandos but he will be a great commando. He will crush our enemies." The father nodded. "Yes, I am short too. But I am very strong. Gunther gets his muscles from me." Gunther grinned. "Well, I worked for them too. When I was a young boy all the taller kids used to pick on me because I was so short. When I was 13 I said "Well, if I'm not going to get taller I'm going to get wider. I'm going to get real big muscles. So I started lifting heavy things and my muscles really grew fast. It was like they would get bigger every day. I was able to put on muscle very fast. Very soon I was stronger than the taller boys. So they didn't pick on me any more. And for awhile I beat up the kids who used to pick on me, but as I got real strong that wasn't fun any more. I could beat them up so easy. It will be great being a commando. I can beat up your enemies! You order me to beat somebody up and I will smash him!" He flexed his huge arm in Eric's face. Eric thought about what Gunther had said. It was easy for him to gain muscle. His muscles grew very fast. He got very strong very fast. He was just the opposite of skinny little Eric. He couldn't gain muscle no matter what he did. He was weak and Gunther was very strong. Gunther had the genetics that Eric always wanted. Eric was so pleased that Gunther's huge muscles would be in his army. Those huge muscles would be at weak little Eric's command.

Eric gave Gunther his horse and Gunther was so strong that he immediately controlled the horse. He raced to the castle just like Hans had done. He was so excited to be in Eric's army. The tailor gasped as he saw Gunther's muscles, muscles that were so big on such a short body. No existing uniform would fit him. They were for taller boys with smaller muscles. He had to make a shorter but much bigger uniform. Gunther grinned as the tailor measured his huge body. And Eric and Hans stared as they saw just how big Gunther's muscles were. Eric's cock was rock hard. The tailor finished and Eric said. "Don't put on your peasant shirt, Gunther. Show the servants just how big you are. Follow me." So Gunther strutted shirtless across the yard following skinny Eric as all the servants gasped as they saw his body. Hans brought up the rear and laughed. "You are finding some big muscle, my lord. Big muscle at your command."

It was time for dinner. They walked into the dining room and Gunther's eyes bulged as he saw all the food on the table. The servants had made even more food than yesterday because they knew another huge young man was going to be eating. And they wanted some food for themselves. "Look at all that food!" yelled Gunther. There was lots of meat and vegetables carefully cooked by the king's cooks. Eric smiled. "Now that you are in my army you can eat all you want. Your muscles are already huge and strong. But they can get bigger and stronger. You told me how easy it is for you to put on muscle. Now you'll have lots of food to put on even more muscle. I want my warriors to be huge and strong! Sit and eat." So Gunther sat down with Hans and Eric sitting on eat side of him. Gunther loaded up his plate with food as did Hans. Then they started eating. They gulped down the food very fast. Those muscular boys were both very hungry. Eric took a tiny portion as he watched his two commandos eat furiously. It was like they were having an eating contest. Plate number one went quickly. "Have some wine," said Eric, as he poured wine in Gunther and Hans's glass. Hans grinned. He knew what the wine would do to Gunther. Hans drank his glass quickly and watched as Gunther drank. "I've never had wine," said Gunther. "It tastes strange." Gunther finished his glass and Hans poured another glass for both of them. "I think you'll like it," he said. They both loaded up plate number two. That also went fast and they loaded plate number three with another glass of wine. Now the huge teen boys were feeling the wine. They started flexing their muscles at each other, showing how big and strong they were. Gunther said. "We're gonna be great commandos, my lord. Look at our muscles. Look how big they are. Feel 'em my lord. Feel how hard they are. Our muscles are very strong." Eric ran his hands over Gunther's huge muscles as the boy ate more food and drank more wine.

They loaded up plate number four with another glass of wine. It was amazing how much food these boys could eat. Now they were really drunk too. They started telling stories about how great it was to be the strongest boy in their village. Gunther said he wrestled four boys at the same time and won. "My body was stronger than four of their bodies. I just smashed 'em to the ground with my big arms. If they tried to get up I just smashed them again. They didn't have a chance against this." He flexed his arm and rubbed his bicep on Eric's face. Hans told about a tug of war where he tugged the rope against five other boys in his village. He was stronger than all five of them and pulled them across the line with his huge legs and very strong back and arms. Eric just loved to hear these stories. He always wanted to be strong. Now he was the commander of these strong boys. They finally finished their fourth plate of food. Eric had had about ten bites. There was a little bit of food on the table for the servants. Hans poured another glass of wine for him and Gunther. "Feels good to be full," he said as he rubbed his hand across his rock hard abs. "Yeah," said Gunther. "I can almost feel my muscles growing."

Eric looked at Gunther. "You will be sleeping in my room tonight, commando Gunther. Hans will be there too. My bed is very large." Gunther looked at skinny little Eric and grinned. "You better watch out, my lord. I might crush you. I am very big and you are very small." Eric put his hand on Gunther's huge shoulder and thought to himself that he would love to feel that huge body on top of him. He could hardly wait to feel those muscles. He said, "Come with me, commandos."

The young commandos got up from their seats. Hans knew the effects of the wine. Gunther didn't. Hans stood behind Gunther and held his shoulders as they swaggered into Prince Eric's bedroom holding Gunther up as he staggered back and forth. "Wow," said Gunther. "I feel so good but I feel funny too." Hans laughed. "That's the wine. Now it's time to have some fun with Prince Eric." Gunther turned his head and had a puzzled look on his face. "You'll see," said Hans as he pushed his semi hard cock into Gunther's big muscular ass and pushed his shoulders forward behind Eric.

They went into Prince Eric's bedroom and Gunther gasped at its size and all the furniture, just as Hans had done. "Strip," ordered Eric. Gunther stripped off his pants and shoes. He wasn't wearing a shirt. And Hans and Eric stripped too. Two huge, muscular, extremely strong teenagers and one skinny little prince were facing each other. Eric's cock was rock hard. "You are very big," said Eric to Gunther. He walked over and wrapped his little arms around Gunther's huge chest. Gunther flexed. "So big, so strong," said Eric. "Squeeze me. Squeeze my puny little body with your huge muscles." Gunther had not expected this from the prince, his commander. But this was a command. He would squeeze. He wrapped his huge arms around Eric's chest. Then he flexed his biceps and his lats and squeezed Eric's tiny little chest. Eric gasped as he felt the enormous strength. "Oh, oh," he whispered. He couldn't speak because all the air had been forced out of his lungs by Gunther's huge arms. "I'm only using about a quarter of my strength, my lord. I would break all your ribs if I squeezed with all my power. My arms are very strong." He let go of Eric. "You will use your strong arms to crush our enemies, Gunther. I love your strong arms."

Eric looked over at Hans. "You are both very strong. Let's see who is the strongest. Both of you go to that table. You will armwrestle each other." Hans and Gunther looked at each other and smiled. They each wanted to test their strength. Hans's arm was longer so Eric put a wooden board on the table for Gunther. The boys locked their hands. Eric put his hand on top. "One, two, three, GO!" yelled Eric. Immediately the bicep muscles in the arms of the two boys flexed into rock hard balls of muscle. Gunther's muscle was bigger but Hans's muscle was very big too. The arms of the boys moved back and forth for over a minute. Eric's cock was rock hard as he watched the muscles of his two young commandos bulge and strain with unbelievable power. Sweat started dripping from Hans's skin. His face was red and sweaty. It was obvious he was straining as hard as he could. But Gunther wasn't sweating at all. His face looked calm. He looked up and Hans and said "Is that all you got, boy? I'm just playing with you." Hans looked stunned. Gunther grinned and slammed Hans's arm down to the table. He held his arm there as he looked at his bulging muscles. "I may be short but I'm fucking strong!" Gunther yelled as he rose up and flexed his arms in Eric's face.

Eric lept at Gunther, grabbing his huge chest. He wanted this boy and he wanted him now! He started licking Gunther's huge bicep muscles, then his armpits, then his pecs and then his abs. He was devouring Gunther's body with his hands and tongue. Gunther had never been worshipped like this before and he was enjoying it. He flexed his muscles for the prince and as Eric groaned Gunther's cock started to grow. Meanwhile Hans was watching this display of the little prince worshipping the huge strong boy and he was getting turned on too. He moved behind Gunther and pressed his huge cock on Gunther's big, muscular, rock hard bubble butt. "You got a nice muscle butt, strong boy," he said. Eric moved his mouth down to Gunther's now-hard cock. It wasn't as long as Hans's cock but it was thicker, just like his muscles. The prince started licking that cock and the huge balls underneath. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" yelled Gunther as his cock became rock hard. Nobody had ever done this to him before. Eric grabbled Gunther's huge leg with one arm and that huge thick cock with his other hand. Then he rammed that huge cock down his throat. Instantly Gunther started thrusting his pelvis back and forth, fucking the little prince's mouth with his huge weapon. Eric moved his hands all around Gunther's big body, feeling his muscles as the big boy rammed his cock into the little prince's mouth.

Hans watched Gunther's big bubble butt thrust back and forth. He watched the big boy's muscles flex and twitch with each thrust. He spit on his cock and spit on Gunther's ass and then slowly pushed his big cock into that huge muscle bubble butt. 'Oh fuck!" yelled Gunther as he fucked the little prince's mouth and felt that huge cock enter him. Suddenly Hans pushed it all the way in and started thrusting his cock in and out of Gunther's big muscle butt. The muscle boys were now in a fucking frenzy and since they were young teens it didn't take them long to cum. They both blasted spurt after spurt of cum out of their thick hard cocks. Gunther's cum surged into Eric's throat and stomach. Hans's cum filled up Gunther's tight ass, spilling out because there was so much cum. Eric spurt his little dribbles of cum on the floor, but his fuck was fantastic too.

The boys came three times. Gunther fucked Eric and Hans and Hans fucked Eric and Eric sucked his cock. Eric fucked each of Hans and Gunther. He was in heaven as he pushed his little cock into their huge muscle butts and felt their huge muscles as he fucked them. He was a skinny little teenager but he was the commander of these huge muscular boys. He fucked his commandos yelling and screaming about their huge muscles and their overwhelming strength.

Finally the boys went to sleep on Eric's bed. Eric was in the middle with Hans and Gunther on each side. Eric was almost crushed between the huge muscular bodies of these two boys but this was exactly where he wanted to sleep. He put his hand on each of their abs and felt the rock hard muscles move up and down as their lungs breathed huge breaths in and out. Soon the muscle boys were asleep. Even when they were asleep their abs were hard as rocks. Eric thought about his army. He was going to find another 18 huge boys. He was going to feed them and train them. Their muscles would get even bigger and stronger with all the food they would eat and all the training they would have. In a few months his 20 commandos would smash and crush everything they attacked. Eric's cock got hard again. Then he fell asleep.

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