David and Jonathan Undressed

Jonathan was coming home from his daily workout when he spotted the hottest young guy he'd ever seen, sitting and plucking a tune on a lyre. Curly hair, cherubic face, smooth and lightly muscled but barely old enough to grow a beard.

"Who's that?" he asked his armor bearer.

"Hot-shit new recruit your dad enlisted. He's a shepherd from Bethlehem. Name's David."

"Dude," Jonathan called out to him, "That's an awesome song. Come over tonight and teach it to me."

Later, David and Jonathan were chilling in Jon's room, smoking out, trading lyre riffs, and shooting the shit.

"That's such a cool robe."

"You like it? Why don't you try it on?" Jon stripped down and placed the robe over David's shoulders, his stiffening cock brushing the younger man's hip.

"Give this sword a try, too," he said, and slipped the hilt of his weapon into David's right hand, while he guided the young man's other hand to his now throbbing rod.

David's eyes widened, but he gripped Jonathan's cock firmly as he hefted the blade. "It feels good," he said, looking directly at Jon. "I like something I can get my fist around." He began stroking the shaft and thumbing the head of Jon's dick.

Jonathan smiled and reached down to rub the growing bulge beneath David's tunic. "I can see you know how to handle such a weapon."

"I'm not as experienced as you. Perhaps you can guide me."

"Very well. It is best to take any advantage over your enemy, to catch him off guard, say, from behind." David took the cue and moved around to Jon's backside.

"Even better if you find him in a vulnerable position." Jon bent forward, presenting his ass cheeks to David, whose dick was now fully erect and oozing precum.

"Assess your target," Jon said, reaching back to spread himself, giving David a show of his tight butthole. "And wield your weapon." David whipped out his cut 7 inches and rubbed the slick head against Jon's pucker.

"When you strike," Jonathan said, "Show no mercy." David rammed himself deeply into the ass of Jonathan, who inhaled sharply. "Well, maybe just a little mercy," he added. David pulled out a ways and spit on his cock a few times before thrusting again.

"Now," cried Jonathan, "All the way, in to the hilt." David pounded away at Jon's ass until he let go with a holler.

"Holy cow, where'd you learn to fuck like that?"

"Gotta do something to pass the time with the sheep."

Later, the two men lay in each other's arms, and Jonathan ran his fingers through David's curls. "You're a worthy opponent," he said "But I'm glad we're on the same side."

1 Samuel 18:1-4

[1] And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
[2] And Saul took him that day, and would let him go no more home to his father's house.
[3] Then Jonathan and David made a covenant, because he loved him as his own soul.
[4] And Jonathan stripped himself of the robe that was upon him, and gave it to David, and his garments, even to his sword, and to his bow, and to his girdle.