Hercules slowly came to. Where was he? The Barbarian’s land? Hadn’t there been a tree there? It was broken now. And that hill? It was a gully. The rocks were pounded to gravel. What? The ground was soaked with cum and by the smell of it, not all of it was his own. What? His aching, throbbing, burning butt-hole jogged his memory. It wasn’t a dream, or a nightmare. The beating had been real...

He could barely roll over onto his side. Luckily, the jug of pump-juice he had brought with him was not broken. He took a deep draught... Now the memory returned… It was not good. He had called for him, called him “Coward, Weakling, Slave!” But he was none of these things. And he was no fool. He was the undisputed King of a mighty people, and he won his kingdom the same way Hercules won his. With muscle and power and brutality! Conan knew that the world would only remember the victor. And he would not be hunted in his own land. Not when he could come crashing down from above and behind!

Hercules took another huge gulp of juice... He had never before exerted his full power, didn’t know what it was! The strain of defending himself from that savage beating had pushed his muscle beyond maximum, and now the pump-juice was building on his already unimaginable mass!

Wildman. Barbarian. Berserker. These were not just names. Conan had never held back. And he saw what his opponent was… If only Hercules had met him face to face! But he had… And chest-to-chest, and bicep-to-mouth, and cock to...! He took another swig. At least his throat was clean.

His power began to return. Undefeated... Hercules was still undefeated... if the battle was not over! And it WASN’T! Hercules had been taken by surprise. It would not happen again! What were the words? The words that Conan had growled in his ears? Over and over as he ground his maniac, conquering cock-muscle into Hercules’ titanic, once-proud butt-muscle, over and over?…

“I WILL TAKE YOUR LANDS AND YOUR SUCK-SLAVES! I WILL RAPE YOUR HEROES, GODS AND DEMI-GODS!! I WILL PUNISH THE GOLDEN TROPHY-BOY AND DRAG HIM BACK HERE TO WITNESS YOUR FINAL HUMILIATION!!!”...

...If he had TOUCHED the boy...!