My Hadrian Part 15 By Joe Camp idc90@hotmail.com
WARNING: This story contains vivid descriptions of sexual acts between boys and with men and boys. The following story is a work of fiction. It is a fantasy. Caesar Hadrian and Antinous are well documented historical figures, as is their relationship as lovers. Scholars disagree on certain facts concerning Hadrian and Antinous. Few disagree as to their relationship. This story is Fiction, but the author has tried to keep it to what would be reasonable for beliefs held at that time. Please read the preface for more information on the subject. The preface also includes a glossary of special words used in the story.
This story contains sex between a boy and a man. While these acts were acceptable by social standards 1860 years ago, today, they are not. The author does not encourage or condone sex between adults and children.
If you are underage, or reading about homosexual acts between boys or by a man and a boy offends you; find something else, and delete this file. Most historians agree the relationship started before Antinous was 13, probably sometime around age 11 or 12, and continued to his death, in his late teens or early twenties. It is known that Antinous drowned in the Nile. It is debated if it was a sacrifice or an accident.
The author wishes to thank and acknowledge the help of Ronald Staley, in his efforts to keep the general tone of the story, historically accurate.
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My Hadrian Part 15
He slipped his dick inside me, and I had to fight the gods as he pushed past their home. Hadrian pulled his cock most of the way out, and the feelings of the ridge of his fat dick-head scraping across the home of the gods was more than I could stand. I had to scream as the gods sent my cum gushing out of my dick to hit me on the face. My erastes was taking short fast strokes as I screamed and jerked under him as the gods sent spasm after spasm throughout my body. My lover joined my screams as he grunted each shot of his life force into me.
As we left Hadrian's villa, we took the Via Flaminia that runs north to the Adriatic Sea. As is true with all Roman roads, it ran straight. The road was built on a solid foundation of rock, and over these were laid polygonal blocks of lava that were expertly fitted together. The lava blocks formed a good traveling surface and the top layer was so well fitted that it is smooth. My Hadrian informed me that the concrete used on this portion was made of volcanic ash and lime. The sides of the road were sightly sloped for easy draining. He told me the engineers follow basically the same principles when building abroad, but adapt their technique to locally available materials.
We stayed on the Via Flaminia until it joined the Via Aemilia, and we switched to it. There were numerous feeder roads joining the main roads, and that is why as my Hadrian loves to say, "All Roads lead to Rome."
The Via Aemilia led us across the Rubicon River, and as we entered Cisalpine Gaul (Northern Italy), I felt we were finally on our way. I was anticipating seeing the Alps, as I had heard so much about them.
As we traveled, my erastes told me about how 175 years ago, Julius Caesar defeated the Helvetii (Swiss) and their allies when they begun moving on Roman territories. He drove the Helvetii back to their homes, then defeated the Sequani, who had been threatening the Aedui (Burgundy), who were allies of Rome.
Over the next 8 years of the Gallic War, Julius Caesar had suppressed the barbaric tribes, and added the northern part of Transalpine Gaul to Rome. He drove a wedge between the Germans and Central Gaul, and secured the beautiful Rhine Valley.
The lush valleys and rugged mountains of the Alps were everything I had ever heard. The air was so clean and fresh. We never had to look for a good camping spot as any spot chosen was perfect.
One day we left the main road and traveled a ways on a narrow path. My Hadrian said we were going to spend a few days at a special place, but he wouldn't tell me any more.
When we arrived, the spot was beautiful, with its stream and pools, but I couldn't tell much difference than many of the places we had passed to get there.
Hadrian could tell I didn't understand what was special about this spot over so many others. My erastes told me to go dip my hand in the water. When I did, instead of the cold mountain stream I was expecting, it was hot. The water was perfect for bathing.
When my Hadrian and I slipped into a pool to soak, it was so relaxing. I could feel the soreness of my muscles draining away after the long days in the saddle.
We lounged and played in the pool a long time, absorbing the heat of the mineral water. When we got out, I noticed my Hadrian's balls were hanging much lower then usual. Well, just the thought of what those firm eggs contained made my cock start to stir. My erastes noticed my state, and held out his hand to me, as we rushed to his tent.
I couldn't wait to get my mouth around his great hunk of meat. We got on the bed, and I got between my erastes' legs. I quickly slurped his big egg into my mouth, and my Hadrian let out a moan. I enjoyed my treat for a while, before I let it slip from my mouth. My tongue worked its way down to his clean rosebud, and my tongue played there for a while before starting back up to his other nut.
I sucked it into my mouth, and gave it the loving attention it deserves. One long swipe of my tongue from the root of my erastes' dick to the crown. My Hadrian's eggs were now tight against his body, and he moaned as I lapped up the pre-cum flowing from his cock.
I couldn't wait any longer! I quickly pulled the foreskin from my lover's cock-head, and wrapped my lips around that fat piece of meat. The silky smoothness of his glans on my tongue was so exciting, and my Hadrian let out a long groan.
I swallowed his dick down my throat, as my erastes started fucking into my mouth. Too soon, I heard the grunting he does just before the gods send their nectar shooting from his dick. I pulled almost off his cock when I felt it start to swell. A grunt and his dick sent a shot of cum to my waiting mouth. His dick relaxed before quickly swelling again, and more cum as my erastes grunted. Three or four more grunts before my Hadrian was through.
My erastes pulled me up to lay in his arms, as he recovered. His hand was gently fondling my eggs, as he told me how much he loves me. As he licked my nuts, I knew I couldn't last long. So did my Hadrian. His mouth quick sucked in my hard throbbing dick, and I had to force myself to relax. It didn't do any good. In less then two minutes, my life force was exploding into my Hadrian's sucking mouth.
We spent a little time at Augusta Vindelicorum (Augustus' town - Augsburg), as the colony is a main station on the road from Italy over the Brenner Pass to the Danube. We made our way to Vindabona (Vienna), and it is a beautiful city. We spent some time visiting the library, theaters, and temples. As we moved farther along the frontier, we sailed down the Danube River.
As we traveled on into Germania (Germany), we inspected the limes, the fortified roads with their fortresses every nine miles. At the first of several fortresses, I didn't see any eromenos'. I didn't think anything of it until I met one later. As we were talking, I mentioned the lack of boys at the other fortress, and he informed me that there weren't many on the frontier.
He informed me that the system of eromenos and erastes just wasn't as popular on the frontier as in Rome. The local customs discouraged the practice. Many of the legionaries sent by Rome to guard the Rhine lived outside their camps. They married German girls, and remained as citizens when their term of service was complete. It was usually only the higher ranking officers that had an eromenos, although the local boys do play with each other.
I stayed at the fortress as my Hadrian went on a patrol with the Captain and his legionaries. He wouldn't let me go, as he was going to march with the men on foot as a regular soldier. They would only be gone a few days, so he didn't even take a tent, planning on sleeping on the ground with the rest of the soldiers.
All the legionaries loved the Emperor, as he had made their lives so much easier. He had raised their pay, and relaxed a lot of the rules. Hadrian didn't care what they did on their off duty time, as long as it doesn't interfere with their duties.
As the patrol was returning, I rushed to give my erastes a hug. He hugged me back, but I could tell there was something wrong. He was holding himself stiff, and I could tell he was very tired and in pain, but wouldn't let anyone see.
I stayed at his side until we could go to his bedchamber. He didn't want to call the doctor, but I insisted. My Hadrian lay down and rested until his doctor arrived. All he would tell me after the doctor left was that he was getting older and shouldn't keep up with the twenty year-old troops anymore.
As we made love that night, I watched my Hadrian very closely, he seemed to be alright. Without a word, I started kissing down his firm chest. My erastes was moaning under me, as I reached his pubic hair. I wanted that hard dick. I licked my way up and down that long shaft, before taking it in my mouth, and forcing my tongue between the foreskin and Hadrian's big dick-head.
My Hadrian groaned, as he started fucking into my throat. I could feel my throat bulging out, with each of his upward thrusts. I felt his big cock swell even bigger, as my erastes gave a long moan. As he strained upward, I quickly slid enough of his cock out of my mouth, to taste the god's nectar, as it was shot from his nuts. Big gobs of his cum was being shot into my hungry mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, as his eggs sent more and more of his life juice into my mouth. He seemed alright as his grunts accompanied each squirt of his life forces into my sucking mouth.
Finally, Hadrian began to relax. As soon as my Hadrian was soft, he pulled me into a kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I felt Hadrian's big hand caressing my back. We lay hugging, as he told me what a good eromenos I am to him. I didn't see how I could love my erastes any more. I again had to pray to all the gods, thanking them for giving me my Hadrian.
Our next stop was at Colonia Agrippinensis (Cologne, Germany) the birth place of Nero's mother. Colonia Agrippinensis is the most beautiful settlement on the Rhine. It had the usual array of beautiful temples, theaters, baths, and public statuary.
After spending the usual amount of time with the Governor, the Emperor came to supper very worried one night. He was distracted and his mind was elsewhere as we dined. Finally, he told me what was bothering him. He felt the barbaric Allemani Tribe (Allemagne is French for Germany), was the biggest threat to the security of the Roman Empire.
There seemed to always be fighting as the Allemani encroached on the Empire's boarders. It was just before bed time that the Emperor brightened. He decided he would build a wall 9 feet high and 300 miles long, to keep them out. It would be of wood, but with the forts spaced every 9 miles, it should stop them cold.
That night when we made love my erastes wanted to be on the bottom, and after I had put plenty of oil in and around his love chute, he put oil lovingly on my dick. He rolled over on his back, lifting his legs onto his shoulders. I lined my dick up with his wonderful puckered entrance, and started gently pushing in as my Hadrian pushed out. My dick slipped into his silky opening with hardly any resistance. I slowly bottomed out with my pubic hairs crushed against his beautiful butt. My Hadrian gave a sigh of contentment as I rested there a moment, my heart so full of love for this man. My only thought was to express my love to my erastes and satisfy him. He gave his butt a little hump, letting me know he was ready and wanted to be fucked.
I leaned forward so we could kiss. We both were so intense in our love for each other, we were moaning in seconds. I slowly drew out all but the head of my dick, making sure I hit his home of the gods as I passed. Slowly I pushed back in, once again hitting the gods' home as the head of my dick moved past it until I could enter him no further. I then started a steady slow dicking, making sure I hit the pleasure gods home each time.
We were moaning and squirming, but we never sped up. Just the slow, long, loving movements. Pre-cum was making a large puddle on my Hadrian's stomach, and I knew he couldn't last much longer. Too soon I felt Hadrian's nuts draw up getting ready to shoot. I heard the grunting he does just before the gods send their nectar shooting from his dick. Neither of us had touched my erastes' dick. With a loud moan, his seed started erupting from his nuts, as he emptied shot after shot onto his chest and stomach. At his first shot my dick decided it couldn't stand the contractions and wonderful feelings it was receiving, and I gave a long loud groan as the gods touched me and I started emptying deep inside my lover.
I gently withdrew from my erastes, and as he relaxed, I slowly started licking his body clean of his love offering. When I could find no more of his cum, he pulled me into his arms, and we slept.
Continued
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