I N T R O D U C T I O N Once upon a time, in the green troyan lands, Homer was sitting, playing his dick with both hands. He summoned the spirits and the Muses of arts, but nobody could tell him how a rhapsody starts. He looked up as he felt something wet on his ear, he saw two pigeons fucking, and then it was all clear! He picked one of the Muses to take his cock in her throat, and thus, finally inspired, here cums what he wrote… T H E D E C I S I O N Featuring Agamemnon(Ag), Menelaos(Me) Ag: Oh! young brother, Menelaos, is it true what I hear, that bastard Paris fucked your wife and took her now from here? Shall I pull out my dick now, or shall I draw my sword, you let Helena's cunt go dry, and all her holes get bored! Me: Oh! brother, Agamemnon, dear, you really judge me hard, not only gave her I my dick, but also my credit card. When Pares came to visit us, about a week ago, Helena became restless, I mean, how should I know? She said she wasted her best years licking just my dickhead, and if I loved her then I should let Paris in our bed. She said she 's not complaining, she said I 'm cute and nice, but like the food needs salt, us too, we need a little spice… Ag: Brother, greek hospitality was not meant in that way, what 's done is done and over now, yet, Pares has to pay. It 's neither yours or Pares's fault if Helena is a whore, but it 's a matter of prestige, we have to declare war! Me: Brother, was it not Hercules that built the walls of Troy? They say he made them very strong, though he was still a boy. Ag: It 's true, our hero has been there, the Queen taught him muff-dive, the King found out, he built the walls, they let him go alive! But let 's not think about that now, we WILL break through those walls, no matter if it takes ten years, or if it takes our balls! T H E D E P A R T U R E Featuring Agamemnon(Ag),His Daughters(IK) Within the next couple of weeks the word was out and spread, the Greeks were planning a campaign to take Paris's head. Avlida was the meeting point, for Kings, for troops, and fleets, they all equipped with weaponry, with condoms and clean sheets. Menelaos, the Cuckold, the Resourceful Odysseus, Aias, Achilleas and Patroclos, the homos of those days, and many more Greek noble Kings, infamous for their deeds, they all have joined the campaign, that Agamemnon leads. But they were stalled and waiting there, because the winds were weak, and time was passing pleasantly with orgies all the week. A month went by, and they all knew, what was then to be done, but only Agamemnon proved to be a big, brave man. He sent for his younger daughters, Ifigeneia and Kassandra, he forced them take off all their clothes, and bend over a counter. Ag: Your pussies and your assholes seem really to be intact, though you are already seventeen, you still did not get fucked? The rumors must then be all true, you are dykes like I was told, but this, my daughters, proves today to be worth more than gold. Virgins are needed for our cause, the pride of all greek lands, and if you two don't help along, I 'll kill you with bare hands. IK: No, daddy, there will be no need, we have been pure, they cried, although your brother and your sons, continuously have tried! We turned down always all of them, we have been really strong, nothing was ever in our cunts, but oneanother's tongue, and one huge, black vibrator, we found in mammy's bed, but now it 's for our country, Greece, our blood it 's time we shed. AG: I 've heard enough, their father spoke, it 's you we 'll sacrifice, my daughters, I wish you the best, I hope you 'll find it nice! And you, my Kings, now form a queue, and wait till you 're on, my virgin daughters promise you, to give you a hard on. Pull down your dirty sissy tights, and do take off your cloaks, two sisters shall now blow you all, once… twice… more… till it works! So it was done, their royal cocks were standing like a prize, this is where the expression comes, that something is King Size. The lesbian sisters closed their eyes, and opened wide their lips, they licked all dicks like ice-cream and drunk their juice in sips. They blew the Kings so many times, you could then hear them moan, but sacrifice is sacrifice, so, it went on till next dawn. Last on the line their father stood, proud of his two young maidens, his turn awaiting full of joy, but still with royal patience. As they gave him the final blow, the winds started grow strong, so finally now they could set off, to make right what was wrong.