Within an unremarkable farming town on the blessed isle stood a magnificent tower. It's gardens were bursting with the most delicious alien fruits. Within it lived a being made of starlight and a pretty purple skinned eunuch that checked the health of the surrounding community.  It was almost as magnificent as the giant phallus the community came to worship.<br/><br/>Then an immaculate monk blasphemed against the miracle, so he was silenced. In return for their good deed two sets of divine twins came to the tower. The people called them The Brother's of Day and The Brothers of Night. They gave the people more guidance on how to prepare themselves for the day their Queen would come.<br/><br/>Tumus,  a pre teen boy struggled to understand all the things he was seeing and learning.<br/><br/>"What is Uh-Sem-Moo-Late?", he asked the brothers of night. He over pronounced every syllable of the strange word they kept using.<br/><br/>One of the conjoined twins extended his hand toward the boy. A eye in the palm of his hand where a spike had been driven opened to examine Tumus as it seeped with blood.<br/><br/>"It means we are going to be together, human child." That twin said.<br/><br/>The boy stepped back. "You mean. . . Like you are?" He said as he timidly looked over the fused and heavily modified young men.<br/><br/>("No, not like us.")  The other twin said.<br/><br/>The first twin lowered his hand."You have friends and family? Under The Queen we are all family. We are so close we can live in each others heads." He said.<br/><br/>The boy tilted his head. The answer just made more questions pop up in his head. "Is that fun?" He finally asked.<br/><br/>The brothers of night both turned their heads to him and smiled, displaying teeth of sharpened chrome. Their voices resonated in perfect harmony.<em>"Yes, it is very fun. . ."</em><br/><br/>Tumus never would hear anything besides the Delphian voices of The Brother and The Omen ever again.<br/><br/>---<br/>"My hound does have excellent thighs. They are just obscured often by the hard working masses of testicular meat between them. These boulders are always ready and eager. I believe the pair I keep between your legs are always working hard too."  The Queen told The Prince of Gods when he politely refused to "borrow" one of Andras's man steaks and proclaimed enjoyment of the upper leg muscles he was using.<br/><br/>Hellwhore's intrepedation fed The Queen's desire to be both his predator and savior very nicely. Everything he said or did was ideal, even predictable, but an excellent experience. He was particularly adoreable moaning in guilty pleasure from being forced to masturbate his own phantom cock.<br/><br/>"We liked the organs you offered up. Yet it was just some nameless whore's dick and balls. They were nothing special,  even if big and juicy. I allowed them to be treated as a worthy offering and a basis of a gift from my hound because I see much potential in you, boy. Just because you liked using your former fuckmeat does not mean it was worth anything. Do not be confused in thinking your cock and nuts were anything worth noting before we made them so." The Queen said.<br/><br/>The boy stammered an apology for his body still craving the physical gratification he still vividly remembered. "You feel a desire to ejaculate on me, and with me? That's very disrespectful but I sense there is a deep rooted romance to it. You had quite a lot of sex when you still had a dick but it was miserable. No one cares about you. You were just to be used and brutalized without any concern.  It's clear that playing with your dick was your only pleasure. Now you are often used by those who appreciate you, but you never experienced having sex with someone who didn't practically hate you. You will never experience that and it's quite intentional.  You are made pure, whore boy. Even if you crave it. It's not your place to have a dick to take your attention off the ones you are pleasing."<br/><br/><br/>The whore got to experience some of that magic of being used by those who he matters to when Prince of Gods penetrated him. Naturally after experiencing such an adrenaline fluctuation the whore was exhausted and fell asleep in the very comforting position of being held and fondled by his Queen with a dick he adored gently rocking his insides.<br/><br/>The Queen had her fun with Hellwhore and taught him a few valuable lessons. She held him tenderly while he slept but he was no more than a prop by then.<br/><br/>"Look at Papa Wolf supporting his family." She said of Andras literally supporting the three of them on his body.<br/><br/>The conversation moved on to care and management of The Queen's alpha cocks. Ozymandias had the best suggestion. That is indeed what they would to. The brothers could handle each other's cocks with the assistance of a devoted eunuch.<br/><br/>"I believe I know the perfect candidates to care for those parts of mine. My hound is going to run a Dojo where he where he conditions virginal young men to grow their sex organs out to be harvested from them before they join The Hive. Just find your first two senior students and they can do the job as an apprenticeship while they still have their meat. You might find them among some of those strapping farm boys who now worship the divine cock. You will need to pass the settlement on your return trip anyway."<br/><br/>The Queen pushed back on Andras's chest urging him in to a reclining position. Everyone knew what they would be doing. It was time to dismiss them and rest for the evening. Six Grains of Pomegranate likly chose to stay as he was always hovering around his domain. Demaj was probably the only one to leave.<br/><br/>"You both know you must be willing to sacrifice your lives for the right reasons. Nothing we are recovering could possibly be important enough to lose either of you for." The Queen wanted to ensure her beloved drones knew she would accept a failed mission with their survival over success at the cost of losing either. Especially Andras.<br/><br/>Ozymandias only needed hours to be worth more to The Queen than any life in The Hive except two, hers and her Lunar's.<br/><br/>"My hound, it is very romantic and fitting for an Alpha Male to be so particular about who can milk them. Non Alphas might also be particular about it but with them it is about who is worthy. They have a foolish sense of importance to their cocks. You know yours is a tool and can be trusted to keep it loyal. That's my hound."<br/><br/>"We do not care what you like for that dick." The Queen said to Andras in a rather stern tone. She even spoke of herself in plural. It just an act to give extra attention to the mammoth penis he carried for her.<br/><br/>Her expression softened as she reaches for the hard dripping meat to roll the veins in the shaft with her fingers. "I know your reasons, hound. A real alpha male makes no excuses for himself, right? So even if it is by my order if another  stimulates the cock and makes you cum it means you betrayed me. It would not matter that I set it up you still know what is right as a man. That's it, isn't it?"<br/><br/>The consequences of conflicting virtues and codes of honor were often subjects of epic tales. When the Queen made the outline for the code of manhood she left some holes for Andras to fill so it would still be his creation. It was inherently inflexible and when she had looked in to his connection with the Hive to see how deep his honor ran she saw that the loyalty of his own body was serious enough to destroy his body and commit honor suicide. Getting milked by a eunuch was not as gross a violation as the one she knew would cause that degree of collapse but being a loyal cock to her was deadly serious for Andras. Getting the wolf's emotions riled so he huffs up and makes bombastic displays was something that the Queen greatly enjoyed but she couldn't hurt him so much as to make him betray her.<br/><br/>"You are both a grand set of cocks and balls. You will need to be milked frequently and much harder than any cow! Ozymandias, Prince of Gods. Remind your brother of your vow to rend his sex organs off his body without hesitation if those parts ever truly betray me. It will give him a great sense of security to know you would come to his aid in the event of something so unthinkable."<br/><br/>The Queen wondered if Prince of Godsl would follow the path of The Alpha Male as strictly as Andras. Naturally he would be very devoted to it but he didn't have to be an absolutely perfect example.<br/><br/>The Queen kissed at Andras's chest as they laid together. His chest was where her face lined up and she didn't want to  throw the sweetly sleeping Hellwhore out of her arms. She felt rather maternal toward him. "Does it feel better now that you know your brother would quickly end that cock if needed? The hive feels much more complete with a proper pair of brothers in my drones. You are both forever part of me."<br/>The Queen snuggled against Andras's body, laying her head on his pec cushion. "Tell me again how loyal a dick you are. You have a brother now. The hive is balanced."<br/><br/><br/>The next evening there was an anxious tension in the air along with excitement. The Queen was simply waiting for Manosque Cyan to show up and co host Andras's group. His giant Eagle form could carry Demaj in one claw and Cyan in a other while Six Grains of Pomegranate inhabited his cock. The Queen could levitate herself and Prince of Gods.<br/><br/>"We will fly high and bypass the mountain without being spotted. We must assume they would be aware of us as we close in on The City before we land. Therefor you need to land just outside and wait for my move before entering. Even things that arent relics and wonders might be worth having. Take all you can."