Men's own private time

The night air in the ancient Egyptian bathhouse was thick with steam and the musk of sweaty, muscled men. Bakari stood proudly among them, his bulging muscles glistening in the dim light, his dark armor a stark contrast to his pale skin. He stood tall and strong, as much a pillar of strength as any of the great columns of Egypt. His mind was on Amunet, the woman he loved and protected. He thought about her curves, her grace, and her fire. She was a goddess, a warrior, and a woman. He would give his life for her, and she often repaid his devotion with love.

Kefren stood beside Bakari, his own muscled frame just as impressive. He listened as Bakari spoke of Amunet, his voice thick with longing. Kefren couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. He wished that he too could know such love, such passion. As Bakari spoke, his body began to respond. His cock grew hard in his loincloth, straining against the fabric.

Kefren's eyes widened as he noticed Bakari's arousal. He couldn't help himself, he reached out and grasped Bakari's cock, jerking it roughly. Bakari moaned, his head falling back as Kefren worked his thick shaft. The two men stood there, their bodies slick with sweat, their muscles flexing and rippling as they gave in to pleasure. Bakari came hard, his seed spilling over Kefren's hand. Kefren, not wanting to waste a drop, brought his hand to his mouth and licked it clean.

Bakari was surprised, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned in and kissed Kefren deeply, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Their bodies pressed together, feeling the heat and the power of the other. Bakari reached down and pulled off his armor, revealing his naked body. Kefren did the same, and the two men stood there, their bodies glistening in the dim light.

Kefren reached down and took Bakari's cock in his hand once again, jerking it roughly as Bakari moaned. Kefren leaned in and whispered in Bakari's ear, telling him how much he wanted him, how much he desired him. Bakari couldn't help but respond, his body shaking with pleasure as Kefren worked him.

Suddenly, Bakari felt a presence behind him. He turned to see Amunet, her body naked and glistening in the dim light. She was watching them, her eyes filled with desire. She bit her lip as she watched Kefren jerk Bakari off, her hand moving between her legs as she masturbated.

Bakari couldn't help but moan at the sight of her, his body shaking with pleasure. Kefren, not wanting to be left out, reached down and took Amunet's hand, guiding it to his own cock. She wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft and began to jerk him off, her eyes locked on Bakari's as she did so.

The three of them stood there, their bodies entwined, their moans filling the air. Bakari felt Kefren's cock pressing against his ass, and he couldn't help but push back, wanting to feel him inside of him. Kefren didn't hesitate, he pushed inside of Bakari, filling him up and making him moan.

Amunet watched as Kefren fucked Bakari, her own body shaking with pleasure. She reached down and began to rub her clit, her orgasm building as she watched the two men. Bakari and Kefren fucked each other, their bodies moving in time as they reached their peaks. They came together, their seed spilling out and mixing on Bakari's stomach.

Amunet watched as the two men came, her own orgasm crashing over her. She moaned, her body shaking as she came. The three of them stood there, their bodies entwined, their breaths heavy. They had found a new kind of love, a new kind of passion. And it was good.