Legends of the Stone: Cadmus

Prologue - The Divine Stone

At the beginning of Creation, there was Uranus (Heaven) and Gaia (Earth). In his love, Uranus showered Gaia with the gift of rain on Earth, and in return Gaia presented beautiful blooms of flowers and exotic plants to dazzle her lover in Heaven. The physical separation between the two lovers became unbearable for the both of them, and thus Gaia lifted a part of herself up to the Heaven in order to reach her lover. This uplift of Earth became known as Mt. Olympus. From its very peak, Uranus carved a throne in which he sat to rule the world below.

With Gaia's love, Uranus produced twelve offspring to rule by his side, known as the Titans. However, the first-born, Kronos, had great ambition and overthrew his father to claim the throne himself.

Fearing the same fate he put on his father, Kronos cast his first-born down to Earth, but his sister and wife Rhea blanketed the child with a spell to protect him as he landed on Earth. Knowing his wife would try to protect their other children, he swallowed every one of his next offspring so there was nothing she could do.

His first-born child, Zeus, whom he cast down to Earth grew up to become a mighty immortal hero. When he knew he was strong enough, the young god climbed Mt. Olympus and fought his father. Zeus threw a bolt of lightning at Kronos's stomach, breaking it open to free his brothers and sisters. Together, Zeus and his siblings fought their elders, and in the end, Zeus and his siblings--the Olympians--won.

Zeus sent the Titans--his father, mother, aunts, and uncles--to the underworld known as Tartarus, but he feared they would easily escape, so he created a special realm to trap them in. The Titans stayed trapped for one hundred years as the Olympians reigned supreme. When the Titans were able to break free, they immediately sought revenge and ransacked Mt. Olympus. In the struggle amongst Titans and Gods of Olympus, a large chunk of the throne was broken off and fell down to Earth.

Legend has it that the people who saw the rock falling from the heavens first thought the world was about to end. When the stone crashed down with a boom that shook the land for hundreds of miles, the curious mortals who witnessed the event went in search of the fallen rock. Eventually, it was discovered in an overgrown field next to an olive tree by a small pond, more than fifty miles from the nearest establishment. No other rocks of its type can be found naturally in this area, so the people knew this stone was heaven-sent.

Two meters long, half a meter deep, and one meter tall, the stone was indeed large. However, it weighed substantially more than the typical stone its size.

Imbued with

love from Gaia and Uranus

, the stone inspired awe and reverence from the men who set their eyes upon it. Soon travelers around the known world came to admire and pay respect to the divine stone, wishing upon it as the stone was a natural shrine with direct communication to the Gods of Olympus.

Imbued with

ambition from Kronos

, the stone stirred the souls of its audience into action in the name of fame, glory, or both. The people knew that this extraordinary rock could only be lifted by the most extraordinary men, and those who could lift it would go on to do great things and become eternal heroes in the scrolls of history.

Imbued with

conflict from the war between the Titans and Olympians

, the stone also caused strife among men. Wars were fought, blood was shed, betrayals amongst family and friends, all for the chance to lift this stone, or to build a kingdom surrounding its presence.

Thus was the history behind this divine stone, and henceforth are the legendary men whose love, ambition, and storied conflicts are linked to the blessings and curse of that broken piece of Mt. Olympus.

Cadmus: Draco and the Spartoi

The first witnessed account of a man lifting the divine stone is told in the story of Cadmus, whose tale of triumphs and tribulations were heavily entwined with the blessing and curse of the divine stone.

When Zeus abducted Europa, Cadmus set out to rescue his sister from the god's domain. After failing multiple attempts, Cadmus sought advice with the Oracle of Delphi. The oracle convinced Cadmus to cease this quest for it was a lost cause. Instead, the oracle instructed him to follow a cow and wait for it to lay down, and upon that spot he should build a city. Cadmus followed this particular cow to a land known as Boeotia.

The bovine eventually led Cadmus toward a crowd of two dozen people who had gathered by an olive tree near a small pond. The animal walked steadily through the crowd, forcing those praying on their knees to stand up and move aside, effectively clearly a path for Cadmus.

Upon sight of the stone that was at the center of the crowd's attention, Cadmus knew it was the rock of legend--the broken piece of the throne on Mt. Olympus. Following the cow and compelled by his ever increasing curiosity, he stepped past the stone's worshippers, and positioned himself in front of the other strong men who were in line waiting their turn to lift the stone. Many of these men could not tolerate Cadmus's sudden appearance and seeming lack of courtesy. They tried to confront him, but the cow laid down in front of them, blocking their direct path towards him. This allowed Cadmus enough time to lower himself and wrap his arm around the rock. As he straightened his knee to stand up, the stone lifted from the ground, slowly but steadily.

The onlookers, including the men who were upset, immediately fell to their knees and praised Cadmus and his incredible feat. They knew they were in the presence of an extraordinary man, and that this man was likely blessed by the gods. These onlookers announced that they would follow Cadmus and build a community with him as their leader.

Cadmus, from advice of the oracle, knew that this was the very spot he would build his city, soon to be known as Thebes. As word spread of Cadmus's feat, the number of his followers grew and turned into a village of more than one hundred, which turned into a town of a thousand, which turned into a city of many thousands.

Although Cadmus was the only man thus far to lift the stone, he never dared to claim it as his own. He feared such boastfulness would be punished by the gods. Therefore, he left the stone to lay in public and allowed other men to attempt to lift the stone--with the promise that, upon success, he would help them accomplish their greatest ambitions.

Indeed, many men's ambitions were to challenge Cadmus's leadership. Each man declared that if they could lift the stone, they would proceed to duel with Cadmus, and the victor would take control of the newfound city. Cadmus tried to reason with these men, saying that he would help them build a neighboring settlement by providing as much resource as he could spare. But Cadmus refused to relinquish his leadership of the city he founded. Alas, no man could successfully lift the stone, securing Cadmus's position.

Though the threat always remained.

When a drought struck the land, Cadmus sent out a group of loyal men to find water. Eventually they found a spring, which turned out to be the resting ground of a fearsome dragon named Draco. The dragon devoured most of the men, and it chased the remaining back to Cadmea. When the dragon discovered the small but thriving city, it circled the skies above every day and night, threatening to level any structure and splurge on the human casualties.

Cadmus knew it was his calling to battle the beast to save his city and the surrounding land. He sought advice by praying to the divine stone, and Athena answered his call. The Goddess of War and Wisdom told him he would find the weapons and gear he needed to slay the dragon under the rock. Curious, Cadmus lifted the rock and found a sword, a shield, and sandals. The sword would be able to pierce through the dragon's scales, the shield would protect him from fire-breath, and the sandals would help run faster, jump higher, and leap further than any man could without them. Athena said she would help Cadmus only once in battle, and it was up to him to bring down the beast. Also, if he manages to slay the dragon, then the God of War Ares would be furious, as this particular dragon, Draco, was his progeny.

The unproven hero said that it was his duty to protect his city, and he would bear any consequences that Ares dealt, as long as it meant his city remained safe. Thus, Athena clipped both wings of Draco, grounding it, leaving the rest of the work to Cadmus. The brave man, though not seasoned in combat, fought valiantly. More importantly, he fought intelligently.

Cadmus ran up a high cliff, which he could do quickly thanks to his sandals. As the fearsome dragon sprayed crimson flames onto the hero, Cadmus stood protected behind the shield. Trusting the ability of his sandals, Cadmus ran to the edge of the cliff and jumped into the air, with his sword aimed at the dragon. He brought the blade through the throat of the dragon, and was pulled straight downward by Cadmus's weight, running a smooth slice down the dragon's neck and upper chest. When Cadmus landed on the ground, he had to run out of the way of the body of the collapsing beast. Thus, the dragon was slain.

The unproven hero had proven victorious against the legendary beast.

Athena advised Cadmus to remove the dragon's teeth and sew them in the ground beside the divine rock. Cadmus did so, and to his surprise, from the ground sprang forth one hundred heavily-armored men. Though these men looked imposing, Cadmus trusted Athena's advice and believed they would be friendly. As Cadmus cautiously approached them, they kneeled before the hero, called themselves Spartoi, and vowed to protect the city on his behalf.

"Not if I have a say!" was the thunderous voice that Cadmus recognized as Ares, even without seeing his form. "To think that you could slay my progeny, and you would be rewarded with one hundred loyal soldiers. How absurd! Prepare to die, you foolish mortal!"

The Spartoi's skin had turned gray and their eyes glowed red. They quickly rose to their feet, roaring together with ferocity that stopped Cadmus' heartbeat for a moment. Cadmus knew that he was facing peril even greater than the one the dragon presented.

The Spartoi charged at the unnerved hero, who could think of nothing but to lift up the divine stone and throw it at the mass of heavily-armored warriors. The rock hit four of the Spartoi, shattering their armor, killing them immediately; their bodies turned back to dragon's teeth--crushed.

The Spartoi, whose newborn eyes could not see well, and whose feral impulse is simply to attack anything before them, believed that the attack came from one of them, so they began to fight each other. But Cadmus was not out of danger; many of these human-esque monsters still aimed to slaughter him.

With a sword, shield, and sandal, Cadmus was able to defend the steady stream of Spartoi that clashed with him, eventually making his way back to the rock. There, he dropped his sword and shield to pick up the rock and threw it at the mass of Spartoi that were coming for him. The rock smashed the feral spawns back into bits of dragon's teeth.

When five Spartoi remained standing, they all concentrated on Cadmus. Though he had fought dozens of the Spartoi, these remaining Spartoi looked the strongest and most fearsome. And from pure exhaustion, having thrown the rock at least ten times at this point, Cadmus could no longer lift the stone, so he picked up the sword to get ready for the onslaught.

Just then, five beams of golden white light broke through the gray clouds of night and cast upon the five Spartoi. Athena's voice boomed in the air, "Fear no longer, Cadmus. You fought well. I've reached an accord with Ares that if five Spartoi remain and you are still alive, they shall become warriors loyal to you."

Cadmus breathed a sigh of relief and thanked both gods Athena and Ares for sparing his life.

Athena continued, "To ensure complete and everlasting loyalty, you must bond with each Spartoi soldier through carnal pleasure. You must bestow them your essence, so that they accept you as their master forever and always."

The heavy armor of the five Spartoi warriors disappeared, revealing their gray-skin, imposing frame, and male genitalia before Cadmus. Each warrior possessed mountains of muscle that few mortal men could ever attain. Their shoulders were broad, their arms thick, their thighs massive, their torsos solid and magnificent to behold.

The uneased hero soon found himself surrounded by these monsters in human form. Having just fought so many of their kinds mere moments ago, Cadmus was still on edge. If any of them still possessed Ares's vindictive rage, he would be slaughtered before he could even react.

But he had to trust Athena. So he stood his ground as the warriors worked together to remove his sword and shield and stripped him of all his clothes. Cadmus had a notably athletic body with lean muscles. A strong, solidly built frame...quite worthy of belonging to the leader of a thriving city. Nonetheless, his physical stature was dwarfed in comparison to the five man-like beasts that surrounded him.

Five pairs of eager hands claimed his skin. Some hands rubbing his neck, some lathering up his chest, some running down his back, some rubbing his buttock. Before they could fully accept the young hero as their master, the five Spartoi warriors must test the integrity of the man's mortal flesh. Why should they submit to a man who looked inferior to them in every way?

The attention to his flesh had aroused Cadmus to a point he had never before experienced. Soon his manhood erected itself into a stately tower, tall and wide, far exceeding the size that any one Spartoi possessed. The brawny warriors eyed their soon-to-be-master's cock with lust and envy. Now that they can see one great reason to claim him as their superior, their curiosity turned into feverish desire. Their gentle caresses had morphed into an unyielding assault on his body. Their explorative petting had intensified into clawing and scratches. Each Spartoi wanted the man for themselves, pulling his body every which way.

Cadmus knew if he could not quell their escalating lust, if he couldn't stop them from fighting over him, he would soon be maimed and dismembered in multiple ways.

"Stop." Cadmus commanded, "You must know your place. If you wish to receive my essence, then you must learn to be patient. Listen, and obey my command. Just as I would expect you to obey my orders as we set out to protect and lead Cadmea."

"You here, I shall call you Echion. Drop down to your knees before me, and you will be first to focus on my on the phallus and ballocks. If you are able to bring me to ecstasy, you shall inherit my essence."

"Udaeus, you will stand before me to the right, and worship me with your lips, tongue, and gentle hands. But you must only focus on this part of my body. If you overreach your boundary, you will not enjoy the taste of my nectar." Cadmus continued his demands, "You, Chtonious, shall stand before me to the left, and you shall focus on pleasuring this part of my body. Again, do not be overzealous, or I shall withhold from you."

"Hyperenor and Pelorenous, you shall be behind me, and worship my backside. Hyperenor, you will focus on my upper half, above my waste. Pelorenous, you shall have free reign to pleasure my lower backside, including access to that precious orifice that you all crave."

"Once Echion receives his fill of me, you will rotate your positions until you all have fully served me. Again, do not overstep your boundary, or I shall delay granting your desire."

Cadmus never thought he could command these men-like monsters, or would expect them to obey him without fail. But the Spartoi took their designated spots, and focused on pleasuring their master within the parameters he had set for them.

Echion eagerly took all of Cadmus's length into his mouth and down his throat. Udaeus kissed the right side of the hero's neck, while Chtonious massaged his chest and pinched his left nipple. Hyperenor's tongue lapped the young hero's gloriously muscle-lined back, while Pelorenous parted his butt cheeks and drove his tongue into the tight opening.

As Cadmus felt the surge of euphoria coursing through him, and as his whole body tensed, he let Echion know that he was about to receive his essence. Cadmus came with surprising force, shooting straight down the Spartoi's throat. Cadmus pulled out so Echion could taste the remaining few drops of nectar on his tongue. As he swallowed the last few drops, Echion's gray, leathery skin had returned to the light-brown of most young Grecian male.

Having witnessed the transformation, the Spartoi once again found their lust intensifying. But their master's order stuck with them, fighting their urge to take complete possession of him.... Only when their master ordered them to switch positions did they do so. And now it was Udaeus's task to bring his master to ultimate pleasure, so soon after he had released his essence.

Cadmus was surprised he could maintain his erection after his release, but the Spartoi's constant attention to his body easily caused his arousal to resurge. And so Cadmus once again was brought over the edge, unloading his essence into Uadaeis's oral cavity.

And soon, one after another, the remaining Spartoi warriors were rewarded handsomely for their patience.

Standing before Cadmus were five warriors whose skin were the tone of young Mediterranean men. They looked human in every way except their glowing red eyes.

The black air turned a shade of crimson as the voice of Ares projected, "I have not forgiven you, Cadmus, for slaying my progeny. I shall grant you one year of peace in your realm, so you can continue building your city with the help of the Spartoi. But upon this anniversary of your wretched misdeed, I shall commit you to serving me for one year in my realm. Only until then will your debt to me be paid."

Cadmus whole-heartedly agreed to the proposition, as this would give him time to train and prepare the Spartoi to protect and lead the city in his absence.

The Spartoi proved to be invaluable to Cadmus. As one would expect, the Spartoi were naturally gifted warriors. They could easily fend off hostile outsiders and keep the peace within the city. But to Cadmus's greatest surprise, the Spartoi learned quickly and soon surpassed most men in wisdom. Cadmus sought their counsel on all important decisions for the city, and they provided viewpoints and suggestions that Cadmus could not have considered with his singular mind.

The Spartoi were uncannily indefatigable, so before the end of the year, Cadmus commissioned them to expand Cadmus's modest castle into a grand citadel at the center of Thebes, and called it Cadmea. This was to be where the Spartoi lived and governed in Cadmus's absence, as well as the fortification to shelter the citizens in case of an invasion. Just outside the main gates of the citadel, in a lush garden, laid the divine stone.

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Please look forward to the next installment of Cadmus's sexual adventure, in which there are three total parts.

After which, please look forward to the stories of Perseus, Bellorophon, Heracles, Jason, and Theseus's progenitors, and Theseus himself.

As Theseus is my favorite Greek hero (due to a particular famous actor who portrayed him in a movie), I also plan on writing many other separate series that focuses on Theseus's grand adventures.