The Rainbow Patriot: Origin Saga – Chapter 1: A Divine Birth

Imagine a world parallel to our own, but with a rainbow twist. A world where two males can enjoy each other openly without shame or privacy. In fact, it was done during a man’s daily routine with his friends, coworkers, superiors, subordinates, and within the family. This happened even in places where that kind of practice would warrant the death penalty or lifetime imprisonment. It almost led to that a long time ago, but all efforts to repress a male’s natural attraction to another were thwarted thanks to The Rainbow Patriot. He was a hero, idol, and champion of the gay world. An immortal eagle that sought to preserve the liberation of homosexuality all over the world. He fought many foes that tried to spread their hatred of homosexuality. Some of his foes were even on the rainbow side; wanting to abuse the very freedoms that he gave them. They were tough and was almost defeated. Even though he could never die, being immortal, he could still be bounded down; immobilized and degraded into being nothing more than sex fodder for his enemies. And while he would probably enjoy that as a fun activity, it would be a nightmare if he could never protect his people while doing it. But he prevailed and even formed an ensemble of gay freedom with fellow allies that he met who had a deep hidden power within them, destined to be heroes themselves. If The Rainbow Patriot wasn’t wished into existence, none of that would have been possible. He would never forget that faithful day.
It was during the ancient times of Egypt, several millennia ago. A young heir was appointed as the new pharaoh of the sands. His name was Anubis, a furless canine adorned in jewels and gold and wore a big headdress. While he ordered his slaves to build the pyramids, he had his own harem of human females as a gift from his father, the former pharaoh. While they catered to his every whim, he grew quite bored of them. He never made his attitude apparent for he didn’t want to be disrespectful to his father. One day, as he watched the human men work tirelessly under the scorching sun. He had a thought in his head about how the men did more for him than the women who just lazed around him hoping to feel like they had any worth to him. The human men were the only ones who could do the kind of work they did, so he found them to be more worthy. He appreciated the work he made them do. He had a leader within the slaves, who reported every day to the Pharaoh about their progress. He admired his ability to show authority and show the others how to build. That was when something sparked inside of him. His growing likeness for the man came to point where he saw him like he never did before; he was starting to feel some sort of affection towards him. He watched the leader through the entire day, racking his brain on how he should handle his inner conflict.
Late that night, Anubis waited in his living quarters for the leader to arrive with the nightly report. As he entered, his body was clean after washing the sweat and stink of the day. He wore only a ragged loincloth, which still lingered some of his scent. His heightened sense of smell allowed him to catch the scent of his intense musk, which made him grow more curious.
“Pharaoh, I’m ready to give out my report.” He announced.
Anubis sat on his private throne supporting his head with his arm and stared at him with half-open eyes. “Proceed.” He sighed.
The leader cleared his throat before speaking. “Everything is progressing smoothly and on time. We finished building the majority of the third pyramid. However, one of the slaves was injured after tumbling down that pyramid, so he requires care until he is mobile enough to work. Because of that, the rest may have to work extra fast if we want to-. “
Anubis interrupted his report with a question. “What is your name?”
The leader was caught off guard by a question that he would not expect his pharaoh to hear. “…Sire?”
“No, that’s a name that you call me. What is your name?”
The leader paused for a second and calmly answered. “Ammon, sire.”
The Pharaoh sat up straight. “Refer to me by my name Anubis from now on. Understand?”
Ammon could not believe what he was hearing; being ordered by his Pharaoh to address him so informally. “Yes, sire…er…A-Anubis.”
Anubis stood up from his throne and walked towards the window showing a great view of the pyramids casting a shadow from the bright moon. “I have been watching you and only you all day today. You made me feel things that I reserve only for women. I wish to explore these feelings with you.”
Ammon looked at his Pharaoh with heightened curiosity. “Anubis, if I may inquire, could it be possible that you are in love with me?”
Anubis turned to Ammon and walked towards him. “It could be a possibility. I guess we shall find out for ourselves. Ammon, I command you to take my headdress off.”
“What?!” Ammon gasped. But he had to comply to the command despite his reluctance. He slowly took the headdress off, revealing his head that none of his slaves were able to see. Without it, he almost looked like a commoner.
Anubis placed his hands on Ammon; petting his head and moving them down to his torso. The muscles on his arms were big and the ones on his chest were chiseled and defined. Anubis’ build was slenderer however. It was a body that never experienced any hard labor. Ammon blushed from his Pharaoh fondling him so delicately. Anubis was enjoying the feel of his muscles before grabbing his hands and made him touch his Pharaoh. Ammon caressed him and feeling up his back, blushing hard as he did.
“I must confess to you, Ammon. I am quite impressed with your build; strong and tough, yet smooth like an infant’s bottom.”
Ammon smiled a little bit from hearing such a compliment from the pharaoh. “Thank you, Anubis. Your body is very…exotic. The way it shines, how it sparkles from all the jewels…”
Anubis put a finger over his lips before placing his hands on his broad chest. “Ammon, for this night only, you are not my slave; you are instead my equal. Tell me whatever it is you wish for me to do and I shall oblige.”
Ammon could not fathom how this was happening. He felt like the luckiest man in the world getting an opportunity to be on the same level as the Pharaoh. He thought up what he could ask Anubis for. He could ask him to let all the slaves go, but even at this point, there was no way he could accept that. After all, someone has to build the pyramids and it was not going to be the Pharaoh’s lonesome self or the women, who are too delicate for that kind of labor. He had to think of something to ask for that was appropriate for the moment; something he could never ask before, but also be very simple.
“I…honestly do not know what to ask of you. Forgive me, Anubis.”
Anubis assured his leader. “It is quite alright. You are not use to having this sort of privilege. Allow me to start by asking you this: May I kiss you?”
Ammon’s face flushed red at the question. The thought of a slave kissing another man, and his Pharaoh no less, made his heart beat rapidly with nervousness. “Uh...I accept your request…”
Anubis gave a brief smile before leaning his face closer to his leader. “Good, I’m glad.” He spoke softly.
Ammon got a close look at the Pharaoh’s vibrant amber eyes that shimmered from the reflection of the lit torches hanging on the walls. Soon, his canine lips locked with the human’s own. Anubis attempted to kiss him like he would with his harem. His lips felt strong and tasted intoxicating like wine, unlike the soft and sickly sweet taste of a woman’s. He wrapped his arms around Ammon and embraced his leader passionately. Ammon never tasted canine lips before, but he would not expect this experience if he did it with a female of the same species. His lips tasted nearly identical to his own, but they were of royalty, which made them more savory. He wrapped his own arms around the pharaoh. They made out like star-crossed lovers under the moody lighting of dimly lit fire.
Anubis could not help himself to stop, but he managed to break the kiss. His eyes beamed at his leader. “Oh Ammon, I feel so warm and excited. I’ve never felt this way before; it’s something that not even my harem could give me.”
“I honestly never experienced either.” Ammon replied. “I feel the same way you do.” He felt something poking him below and looked down to see that Anubis grew an erection that was quite large under his luxurious loincloth.
Anubis looked down as well and backed away. He turned his head and covered his face in embarrassment. “I deeply apologize! I shouldn’t be presenting my arousal so explicitly as a pharaoh! I thought it was just a platonic love; I didn’t think this would happen. Not again.”
Ammon saw that Anubis was quite pent up and his erection didn’t seem to stop. “Wait, I’m confused. You mean you never had sexual intercourse with your harem?”
Anubis went wide-eyed at his question. “How dare you ask the pharaoh such vulgar and personal questions?!”
Ammon rebutted. “Anubis, you said that I’m your equal for tonight. So as your equal, I think I should be able to ask these kind of questions to understand my equal better.”
Anubis paused and looked down at his erection; grunting softly as it throbbed under his loincloth. It seemed the elephant in the room was going to stay there until it was addressed. He did feel that he could be more open to Ammon now than ever after their passionate kiss. “I want you to promise me never to say this to anyone. If even one single word about this topic escapes from your mouth, there will be severe consequences.” He swore.
“I promise, Anubis. My word is my bond.” Ammon assured.
Anubis was ready to confess about his dilemma to his leader. “To answer your…bold question, no; I have not had any sexual intercourse with the harem women. It is forbidden for a pharaoh to share that sort of activity with a lessor class. It is reserved only for royalty, but where in this barren desert is another kingdom ruled by another pharaoh? Who else am I to do it with? My father? He would have me executed if I even looked at him in that way. I cannot even tell him about my urges for fear of punishment. I try to ignore it, but it always finds a way to…”
Anubis’s cock continued to ache for attention to the point that Anubis growled of desperation. “Damn it, I can’t take it anymore!” He exclaimed and flipped his loincloth over to reveal his genitals to his leader.
Ammon went bug-eyed as his pharaoh flashed his cock at him. It was quite large; jutting 10 inches outward and was 3 inches thick. It looked a bit swollen from lack of use as well as his ebony scrotum, which were the size of softballs. 
Anubis rushed out to the balcony next to his bedroom and looked around to make sure no one else was around. He leaned over the edge and proceeded to stroke his canine schlong so that he could unload his seed onto the sands below. He did this each time it happened so that no one would suspect of indecency. He grunted and groaned with each stroke; wanting to get it over and done with. He felt so ashamed of letting his sexual appetites take control of his willpower. But he suddenly felt hands placed on his shoulders and he stopped. It was Ammon, who understood what his pharaoh was going through. For the first time, he saw Anubis in a different perspective.
“I can help you with your problem.” He proposed. “You’re not the only one who had this problem before. I must admit something to you and I’m going to be completely frank; me and the other slaves occasionally have sex with each other.”
Anubis turned toward Ammon totally shocked. “What?!”
“Just hear me out. We do it only because we don’t have any women to relieve our own urges. I know it’s against the established order, but it’s what helps us get through the day and build those pyramids for you. Without it, we would have been days, no, weeks behind. Let me teach you how doing it with others can be fun and enjoyable for everyone.”
Anubis listened to every word he said and contemplated. If it was something that would be better than masturbating in a fit, he would be willing to try it. “…Alright. I have trusted you this far; I see no reason to end that trust now.”
Ammon smiled as he was a little excited himself from getting to play with the pharaoh, which was probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He took Anubis back inside and had him sit down on his throne. He got down on his knees and rubbed his pharaoh’s thighs. “I’ll show you how pleasurable and fun it can be. Let’s start something simple. Instead of you masturbating, I’ll do it for you.”
He gripped the pharaoh’s stiff cock and slowly stroked it, forcing a gasp and soft moan to utter from his lips. Anubis looked down as he hummed from the pleasure. “It feels good doing it more slowly than fast.”
“Exactly. Start off nice and slow, then stroke away when you need to release. The climax feels even greater when doing so.”
Anubis softly panted in bliss; closing his eyes and leaning his head against the back of his throne. But when his eyes closed, he felt sudden surge of stimulation and his eyes shot open followed by a surprised grunt. He looked in shock to see Ammon having his mouth around this shaft all the way to the hilt and slobbering all over it. He never knew oral stimulation was possible or that it would feel so amazing to him. He arched his back and moaned, but tried not to moan too loudly for fear of somebody overhearing. He gripped the arms rests of his throne tightly.
“Ahhhh…it’s coming…!”
His climax was building and a knot at the base of his cock began to form. But the stimulation stopped and Anubis looked down to see Ammon pull away from his cock. It pulsed rapidly as it was near the edge of orgasm.
“Why did you stop?” He asked in protest.
“Because I want you to enjoy the full experience. If I allowed you to spill your seed, we wouldn’t be able to get to the best part.”
As Ammon stood up, he showed off his own erection blatantly visible under his ragged loincloth. He flipped it over to reveal his cock, which surprised Anubis to see how big it was for a human. 8 inches of fat throbbing meat above two baseball-sized testicles. He saddled onto Anubis’ lap and felt that aching canine cock rub between his meaty cheeks.
“Stuff me good, my pharaoh.” He spoke sensually to him before pushing the tip of his cock deep into his ass. It took a bit for him to get it in for it was slightly bigger than the slaves.
Anubis grunted and groaned feeling the insides of his rectum clenching around his shaft. He had no idea that it was possible to penetrate a man through there. And considering that they could not get pregnant, he felt this was a safe, fun, and overall better substitute from intercourse with a woman. He thrust his cock deeper into his leader’s ass as his bulging knot smacked it with each thrust. He growled trying to stuff his knot in too with the help of Ammon. But the leader moaned with one final push as the knot popped inside stretching his anus further.
“Oh Horus! I’m coming!” He moaned and finally released his seed. Jet after jet of warm white fluids filled the human’s insides. His orgasm lasted for a good 10 seconds until it dissipated. Anubis collapsed on his throne panting heavily and breaking a sweat.
Ammon huffed and attempted to pull out, but the cock inside of him was stuck from the knot. “Mmmfff…Anubis, I can’t get it out.”
“I am tied to you. You need to wait until my knot goes away. I at least know that about intercourse.” He explained. “And Ammon…thank you. I feel a lot better now, especially after that wonderful euphoria.”
Ammon smiled and held him close. “You’re very welcome, Anubis.”
They cuddled for a couple of minutes until Ammon could feel the knot inside of him deflating, allowing him to slowly pull the cock out with a pop. He softly grunted as he rubbed his rump. “I’m going to be feeling that tomorrow.”
“Ammon, you have done a great deal of service to your pharaoh beyond your duty. Let me extend to you a glorious proposition. How would you like to be promoted to being my queen?”
Ammon chuckled. “Queen? I thought that role is reserved for women.”
“Who is to say a queen has to be a woman? The code says that a pharaoh must have a queen to bare him heirs to the throne. No mention of women at all. A pharaoh chooses his royal mate, regardless of gender.”
“But I cannot give offspring. How would you get heirs then?”
“We’ll just use the harem for breeding. Believe me, it is not like they have any other skill.”
Ammon nodded and hugged his pharaoh. “Anubis, it would be an honor for me to be your queen.”
Anubis smiled and embraced his new queen while uttering a sigh of blissful content. He then got up from his throne and took Ammon to his royal bed. It was big enough that it could fit five people. He pulled him in and covered themselves in a thick luxurious blanket. “Do you like the bed?”
“Like it? I love it!” He exclaimed as his body sunk into the mattress. “So soft and comfy. It sure beats having to sleep on stone.”
Anubis scooted closer to Ammon and snuggled; looking up at him with seductive bedroom eyes. Ammon simply petted his head. “May I have one more kiss before slumber, my king?” he asked.
“Of course, my queen.” He answered and they both locked lips one last time before sleeping.
The next day, as the sun rose from the horizon, Anubis dressed Ammon in his royal attire. As he finished putting on his headdress, he stepped back and eyed his whole body. “You look marvelous.” Anubis complimented.
Ammon smiled and held him close before kissing him briefly. “Thank you, Anubis. I should tell the others about this though.”
Anubis nodded and allowed him to go outside and meet with the slaves who already started their work. One of the slaves stopped and noticed Ammon in royal clothes approaching from the palace.
“Look, it’s Ammon!” He exclaimed.
The slaves stopped working and huddled in front of Ammon. They were mesmerized by how he was dressed. “Why are you wearing the pharaoh’s clothes? You didn’t steal them, did you?” One of them asked.
“Men, you are looking at the pharaoh’s new royal mate. The new queen of Egypt.” He announced.
The slaves were amazed that he got to sleep with the pharaoh and some chuckled at his new title.
“Heh, isn’t the queen’s position for a woman?” One of them snickered.
Ammon begun making a speech. “Alright, wise guys, listen up. Now that the pharaoh shares his power of authority with me, I’ll be taking charge alongside him. With that said, I’ll be discussing with him on ways we can get our work done faster and more efficient. Some of us died either from work exhaustion or maybe because they made the pharaoh mad for whatever reason. But I’m looking to end all that. I will personally help make this empire the best empire to be a part of for everyone.”
The slaves cheered and applauded Ammon. “All hail Pharaoh Ammon!” They chanted.
“What in Horus’ name is this?!” Screamed a voice. It was the former pharaoh and father of Anubis, flabbergasted by the scene he was witnessing. The slaves went immediately silent as he approached to Ammon and grabbed him by the arm. He was nearly equal in build as Ammon. “How dare you impersonate the pharaoh! You will be severely punished for this. As for the lot of you, get back to work now!” He ordered.
The slaves scrambled about to work as the former pharaoh took Ammon back inside the threw him onto the marble floor. He took out a whip that had multiple ends and cracked it.
“For stealing the pharaoh’s clothes, impersonating him, and for delaying the slave’s work without authority to do so, I think 50 floggings is good enough for your crimes.” But before he could start enacting the punishment, Anubis encountered the incident and intervened.
“Father, stop!” He cried. “He’s the new queen of Egypt!”
“What are you talking about? He is no woman, and royalty is a birthright. He was born a slave like the rest of them and he will always be one.” He argued.
“I will not let you hurt him! I am the pharaoh and it’s my right to choose Ammon’s fate!” Anubis retorted.
“As your father, I reserve final judgment on all decisions here. Now stay back, if you know what’s good for you.”
“Don’t threaten the pharaoh!” Ammon yelled.
The father snapped his whip at Ammon’s chest; making him grunt out from the pain. Don’t talk back to me, cretin! That’s 10 more floggings!”
“Father, enough!” Anubis screamed and attempted to take the whip away from his father. But he failed and got his face slapped in retaliation. Anubis was on his knees placing his hand on his face where it stung from the slap.
“I will not have this insubordination! You forced me to do this, boy! Slave, I hereby order you to be executed at the break of dawn. Guards, throw him in the dungeon at once!” He commanded.
A couple of muscular guards grabbed him by the arms and took him away. The father then glared down at his son.
“Let this be a lesson to you, Anubis. It does not matter if you are the pharaoh, for I rule over you and everything else until I no longer live. Now go to your living quarters and stay there for the rest of the day. And for the record, be thankful I did not choose to kill you for loving another man.”
Anubis was bottling up so many emotions; rage, fear, and deep sadness mostly. But he could not show any weakness to his father. He silently got up and walked away back to his personal space. When he got there, he walked outside to his balcony. At that point, he could not bottle his emotions anymore and collapsed onto his knees. He broke down crying as tears dripped from the tip of his nose. “Oh Ammon…I’m sorry I could not save you…” He sobbed. Without Ammon, he felt so alone. He did not know who else to turn to for help. His only option at that point would be to pray to the gods for Ammon’s safety and wellbeing. He got onto his knees and started praying.
“To all that rule the afterlife, please help the pharaoh who is in dire need of help. There is a man that I love and is going to be executed at dawn by my father. Forgive me, but he is a hateful, despicable being who believes he can challenge my authority just because I am his offspring. So I beg you all, please send me someone who understands my pain and sorrow; someone that can rescue my beloved Ammon; someone who can make the world a better place for all men.”
He waited anxiously for an answer as time went by. And every few hours or so, he would pray again sending the same spiritual message, and again, and again. Each time, his worry grew as the sun began to descend. Dusk was approaching and he got no sign from the gods. He was becoming desperate and was thinking of a backup plan.
“Maybe I can get the slaves to help me rescue him. But what if I get caught by the guards? My father must have told them I’m forbidden from leaving my quarters. And knowing him, he has every possible escape covered. What am I going to do?”
As the sun sank into the horizon, he gave one final pray. If it was not going to work, then he would have to make a drastic decision and throw caution to the wind. At this point, he would do anything to save Ammon. He made sure his last pray was the most passionate, sincerest, and direst one yet. After a few silent moments, a bright rainbow ray shined upon Anubis. He wasn’t able to see clearly, but he did see a large figure descending from the sky. Did the gods finally answer his prayers? Was this person the one Anubis requested?
It was a large anthropomorphic bald eagle with a muscle mass Anubis never saw anyone have before. Big bulky biceps and broad shoulders, pecs the size of barrels, six-pack abs a defined as cobblestone, thick meaty legs that could support such a hulking torso. But the most mesmerizing part was he was nude, sporting the biggest cock that he had ever seen. But the most intriguing part about it was that it was a golden cock, but was still flesh nonetheless. Anubis could not help but stare in complete shock at the eagle’s genitals. He never knew someone could be so nonchalant about showing off their body in front of others. He formed a big tent under his royal loincloth, which made him feel even more embarrassed that he was coveting such a divine creature for his body. The eagle noticed Anubis’ erection, but was not offended by it at all. In fact, he took a few peaks of it before speaking.
“Forgive my sudden appearance, I was sent here because you requested assistance from the gods.”
“I apologize if I am incorrect, but are you THE Horus himself?” Anubis asked.
The eagle shook his head. “No, I am a being created by Horus to answer your prayers. You said you need to save a certain man from death and to create a utopia for men.”
Anubis nodded. “Yes. My father imprisoned my queen and I need to rescue him. Even with the slaves, we have to get past the guards to get to him.”
“Do not worry, we will not need your slaves for this mission. I am perfectly capable of handling this situation. Although I could use and extra pair of hands and your knowledge of the palace to reach your queen since I do not know where he is held up.”
“Alright. There are a couple of guards outside my door. I’ll make a run for it and you subdue them.”
“Understood.” The eagle nodded.
Anubis nodded back and then called out to the guards though the door. “Guards, I am in dire need to thirst. Bring me some water.”
“Yes, Sire.” One of them responded.
When the guard opened the door holding a bowl of water, Anubis knocked the bowl out of his hands as his face was splashed with the water. He then dashed out of his room.
“Stop him! He’s escaping!” The guard yelled before the eagle threw his body over him and hit the floor. The guard became dazed and unable to get up. The other guard went inside to see what happened and noticed the eagle. “Who in Horus’ name are you?”
As the eagle approached him, the guard attempted to stab him with his spear. It went through his insides, but the eagle was not in pain at all. The guard watched in disbelief as the eagle pulled the spear out of himself. The hole the spear made immediately vanished when it was pulled out and the eagle snapped it like it was a toothpick.
“Are you some kind of god?” The guard asked in fear.
“You could say that. I was created by the great Horus himself.” He explained.
The guard collapsed onto his knees and bowed to him begging for forgiveness. “I did not know I was in the presence of Horus’ descendant! Please spare my life!”
The eagle stood in front of him and patted him on the back. When the guard looked up, he saw that golden cock inches from his face. “Relax, I am not going to kill you.” He spoke softly.
The guard stared at that cock feeling enticed to do something with it. He figured he owed the immortal creature for his benevolence and wanted to make it up to him. “Bless you, divine creature.” He said and lapped the tip of the eagle’s golden dick, which made the supernatural avian hum in pleasure. He had never done it before because he thought it was unlawful. But considering the eagle was so nonchalant about his nudity and enjoying the guard’s act, his worldview started to change and grew a big erection under his loincloth.
Meanwhile, Anubis was running down the steps to the basement of the palace where the dungeon was. He ended up in a room full of prison cells. When he called out Ammon’s name, he answered back and found him. “Ammon, I’m so glad you’re okay!”
Ammon held Anubis’ hands from behind the bars. “Anubis! Listen, don’t worry about me. Save yourself.”
“I’m not leaving without you! It’s not fit for a pharaoh to leave his queen to die. We’ll be alright; there’s someone who will save us.”
“Hello, son.” Said a frighteningly familiar voice.
Anubis turned to see his father and his guards poised to attack him. He backed up against the bars scared. “Father, please listen to my plea. I’m sorry I acted so disobediently to you. You can punish me however you wish, but please let Ammon go. I love him so and I would never be able to forgive myself if anything bad happen to him. I beg of you, please!” He sobbed.
His father listened to his sorrow, but his expression remained stern and apathetic. “Your precious Ammon brought this mess upon himself; he made his bed and shall sleep in it. I will not let you interfere with the fate that I have given him. I shall give you one last chance, Anubis. Step down and face your punishment or be killed by my men. Maybe I should have you work alongside with the slaves so that you can understand never to disobey your father. Pharaoh or not, this is my empire. What is it going to be?”
Anubis realized that nothing was going to convince his father. He was done begging and pleading for mercy or forgiveness. He started to grow a spine and wiped away his tears. “You cold, heartless bastard! You know what, Father? As pharaoh, I sentence YOU to be executed! Guards, seize him!”
The guards were confused. They did not know who to listen to; the pharaoh or his father. Two legitimate authorities were clashing and they did not know how to deal with it.
“You blithering imbeciles, I am in charge here!” The father growled. “Kill him! And kill the prisoner too!”
“Don’t you dare kill your pharaoh! You do not want to meet Osiris in the afterlife, do you?” Anubis retorted.
“Guys!” Shouted a voice. It was the two remaining guards with the eagle. They were both naked and sporting big erections, which shocked the other guards and the father. “Listen, we do not have to work so hard anymore. This giant creature is going to make Egypt the best empire ever! He’s a descendant from Horus!” He said ecstatically as he rubbed the eagle’s abs lovingly.
The other guards stared at the eagle with awe by how big and muscular he was and dropped their spears. “A descendant from a god?” One of them asked and approached the eagle eyeing his golden cock. “So the whole thing about loving another man being an abomination was an outright lie?”
The eagle scoffed at the question. “Of course it was. Men are by nature into other men. I can sense all of your arousals, which is proof that it is the absolute truth as ordained by the gods.”
The eagle was right; the guards were growing hard from seeing such a majestic hulking creature. They were pent up from not having sex for so long and started to do lewd gestures and actions to each other. Ammon was also growing hard. “Man, that guy is so big. I would love to have fun with him. But not without my Anubis.” He said.
Anubis blushed and felt his heart skip. “Oh, Ammon~!” He exclaimed in glee.
But all the lewd fun came to a crashing halt from a loud and threatening roar from Anubis’ father. A dark aura enveloped around him from pure rage as he glared at the eagle with an intense scowl. When he spoke, his voice was unnatural and beastly. “LIES! ALL OF IT! YOU ARE NO SUPERNATURAL BEING! THIS HEDONISTIC LUST WILL NOT BE TOLERATED! ONLY I KNOW THE TRUE WORDS OF HORUS AND HE SAYS IT’S AN ABOMINATION! AND THOSE WHO PRACTICE IT SHALL PERISH!”
His body began to transform. His height and muscle mass grew and his fangs lengthened to overlap his jaw. His pupils vanished and his eyes glowed red. His body was turning into some sort of furless werewolf. He became as big as the eagle and charged straight at him. 
He tackled him to the ground; pinning him down. He got into his face and growled at him. But the eagle simply gave him a peck on the lips, which made him roar in disgust. He raised his claws and slashed at his chest. This time, it did cause the eagle pain and kicked the beast off of him in retaliation. Considering that he had magical properties, he is able to wound the eagle. While he still would not be able to kill him, he could still injure him to the point of being immobilized. The beast charged at him once more, but the eagle stopped him by grabbing his paws and giving him another peck on the lips. The beast roared again and backed away from wiping the kiss from his muzzle. While he disliked it, his body was telling him otherwise. A bit of pink flesh poked out from his bulging sheath. The eagle’s plan was working and believed one more trick ought to make him vulnerable. The beast charged him one more time and pinned him this time on his stomach. He snarled and was about to claw at him again, but yelped when the eagle started grinding his round plump cheeks against his groin. The lewd act finally caused the beast’s erection to form; making him weak and vulnerable to his bodily desires.
The eagle turned the tables and was able to pin the beast down. His hard canine cock rubbed against the eagle’s own, which made him grow hard as well and frot their cocks together. “Men, keep him pinned. We are going to have some fun with beasty here.”
The guards grabbed his arms and legs to make sure he could not break free along with the weight of the eagle on top of him. He decided to position himself so that he was facing towards the big cock the beast was sporting. He leaned forward and took the beast’s entire cock into his beak with ease. As he did, all the beast could see was that big feathery rump, which he wanted to chomp into pieces. The guards that were with the eagle earlier decided to use a method on him that they learned.
“You want to eat Horus’ descendant’s rear, huh? Have at it then.” One of them snickered and the two spread the eagle’s cheeks revealing his anus that was also golden. Then a third guard shoved the beast’s face against it and forced him to eat his hole.
The beast’s muzzle and nose was smothered; smelling and tasting something that was rather intoxicating. He tried to fend off his desires, but they were too overwhelming. He started to lick and suckle his entrance.
The eagle’s moans were muffled from the beast’s cock, but were loud enough for everyone to hear. He loved having his ass rimmed by such an animal and it felt like he was enjoying it plenty. He thrust his ass against that muzzle. His golden cock throbbed from the stimulation. 
The other guards were masturbating to the scene while Ammon and Anubis gave each other handjobs through the bars. The slaves were watching the sexual action from a distance and were also stroking their large cocks.
The taste of the eagle’s ass and the feeling of that beak around his fat cock was too much for him. His climax was building and he wanted to stop, but he could not. He was trapped in his lust that was denied for so long. He uttered a muffled howl as his reached his orgasm. A surge of hot cum filled the eagle’s beak and he swallowed it all down without losing a single drop. The orgasm was so great and intense that it drained his magical powers dramatically and began to deform back into his normal self.
The eagle pulled that leaking cock out of his mouth and turned around to face his defeated opponent. His golden cock was pulsing and pent up. He forced the canine’s muzzle onto his divine cock. “You tasted my rear, now let my seed wash away the wickedness inside you.”
Anubis’ father was frightened what would happen if he drank the eagle’s seed. But it did not look like he had a choice anymore. He lost his powers and could not fight back. When the eagle moaned out, his cock erupted into his muzzle. The corners of his lips spilled with his cum as he tried to swallow as much as he could. 
The eagle was cumming over a gallon of hot gooey spunk. He pulled the cock out and let it splatter onto his own body before rubbing it on his chest. The wound from the claws began to heal and vanish. He then stood up and looked down at him. “Do you now understand that my word is the true word?”
The father struggled to get up, but when he did, he was completely silent and looked horrified. He looked at his stomach, which was now full of the eagle’s juices. “Do you realized what you have done?!”
Suddenly, his ankles were grabbed by shadowy arms that popped up from the ground. The ground cracked and formed a fissure, revealing a fiery pit below. The father screamed and struggled to break free from their grasp as he was pulled down. Anubis attempted to intervene, but the eagle stopped him.
A demonic voice echoed from below. “You have broken your deal with the devil. Now you shall spend an eternity serving the dark master.”
“No! Please, give me one more chance!” He begged. With one last scream, he was dragged down into the hot fissure before it closed and filled the crack.
Then there was absolute silence for a few moments. “What just happened?” Anubis asked.
“Of course. Anubis, your father made a deal with evil. He wanted to rule your empire with magic gifted from the devil so that no one could stop him. But in exchange, he could not fulfill his natural desires for men. That is why he was deeply against such activities; he did not want to break his deal. Even though he is your father, do not pity him. He chose the dark side and now has to pay the price.”
Anubis did not feel sorry for him indeed after all the things that his father said to him and what his true motives were. However, he did wish it did not become that way. If he was not so selfish, they could have enjoyed each other immensely. “Guards, release Ammon at once. Now that my father is no longer in charge, my authority as pharaoh triumphs.”
The guards nodded and unlocked the cell door. Ammon burst out of his cell and hugged Anubis before sharing a long romantic kiss. Everyone applauded and cheered for their pharaoh and queen of Egypt. Then everyone walked outside to get some fresh air from the dank dungeons. The eagle noticed the few pyramids in the distance.
“What are those triangular structures?” He asked.
“Oh great descendant of Horus, those are the pyramids. I instruct the slaves to build them to fortify my empire.” Anubis answered.
“I see. Pharaoh of the hot sands, allow me to build these pyramids for you.” The eagle offered.
“Oh no, please don’t concern yourself in doing such menial labor.”
“No, I insist. From now on, your slaves are no longer slaves. All men are created equal; that is the law of Horus himself. He has been rather angry at you for doing that and planned to smite your empire.”
Anubis gulped feeling guilty, but Ammon patted him on the shoulder. 
“It’s alright. We didn’t know. You hear that, men? You’re all free!” He exclaimed as the slaves cheered.
Anubis had an idea. “Hey Ammon, you have done so much for me, yet I have not fulfilled my end of the bargain. Let me rectify that.” He then got down on his knees and flipped Ammon’s loincloth; revealing his throbbing cock and took it all into his muzzle without hesitation.
Ammon moaned and got down on his knees while Anubis got on all fours sucking his new queen off. He raised his rump in the air, which enticed one of the slaves to approach him and give his pharaoh a rimjob. Anubis pulled out his cock and moaned out in pleasure. Feeling his ass stimulated was so pleasurable. But then he felt a thick tool invading his insides, making him wince as his anus stretched to accommodate.
“It’s a little painful the first time, but it will start to feel really good soon.” Ammon assured.
Anubis resumed sucking Ammon’s cock to ignore the pain in his rump. But then another slave approached them and played with the pharaoh’s throbbing canine dick. Everybody else either jacked off to the sight or had their own sexual session.
Later in the day, the eagle was building the pyramids with the strength and speed of a hundred men. He would occasionally turn his head to see all the fun happening near the palace. He could see Anubis getting gangbanged by the men that used to be his slaves. He looked like he was in heavenly bliss. In the future, people would see this as the first documented orgy in history. The eagle, who would later be known as the Rainbow Patriot, fulfilled his first good deed. It was his first major stepping stone to fulfilling his purpose of creating the gay utopia he was destined to create. And his next major challenge would not arrive until the next few millennia.

NEXT TIME ON THE RAINBOW PATRIOT: The eagle takes part in the American Revolution. Watch how fighting for independence inspires him to adopt the legendary title. To be continued in Chapter 2: A Rainbow Revolution.