My Hadrian Part 2 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.
The author retains the copyright of this story. Placing this story on a web site without the authors permission is a violation of that copyright.
My Hadrian Part 2
I could tell the gods approved of me as Hadrian's eromenos also. His face had that look you get just before the gods touch. His face scrunched up, and his fountain erupted with his seed of life. He screamed as the gods touched him. I could feel his cum still squirting into me, as there was a commotion at the door. My Hadrian was still under the spell of the gods, but I was able to snatch the dagger from the table beside the bed. I was determined to protect his back at any cost! Even hooked to Hadrian like I was, and with my legs pressed against my chest! I didn't have much movement, but I was determined that anyone who attacked my erastes would die!
I had the dagger pointed at the intruders, staring at them, daring with my eyes for anyone to approach my Hadrian. It took me a moment to realize it was only the guards, checking to make sure the Emperor was alright.
"Antinous." I heard my Emperor say. "It is alright. You can put the dagger down. I know now, I can trust you with my life."
The guards were grinning, and I looked at Hadrian confused. He was grinning also, and it took a moment for me to realize it had only been a test of my loyalty to my Emperor.
Hadrian dismissed the guards, as I lay the dagger back on the table, within easy reach. His joy tool was still hard and filling my anus. He started once again humping into me, and the pleasure gods were telling me to respond.
I was moaning with pleasure, and had to thrust my butt upward, to meet my Hadrian's downward thrusts. My erastes was grunting, as he fucked faster and faster into my ass. The gods gave me the hardest touch I had ever had in my life, and I had to scream, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" as they shook my body first one way and then another. I hadn't recovered from the first touch, with Hadrian still pounding into my ass, when the gods grabbed me and sent thrill after thrill though my whole body, as they shook me so hard I thought I would break apart.
I was still moaning, when I felt him push hard against my ass, and grunt a loud hard, "UGH," with each shot of the cum leaving his nuts, and entering me. He must have grunted 8 or 9 times, as he splattered his cum of life, deep inside me.
When did Hadrian remove his dick from my butt? I don't know. I was so drained, so tired, I fell asleep, still under my erastes, with his fat cock still imbedded deep inside me.
My servant Stephen was gently washing my ass, when I awoke. I was back in my own bedchamber. I was tender, and my ass still felt as if it was full of my Hadrian's hard cock. The cool wet cloth he was using to cleanse me, felt so soothing. I was so proud, when Stephen told me the Emperor must have been very pleased with me. My erastes had instructed him to carry me to my bed, without waking me. The Emperor had even sent his own doctor, with a soothing salve for Stephen to put up my ass chute. I knew my Hadrian would take good care of me. I just smiled to myself, and went back to sleep, as Stephen soothed the dull ache in my hot ass.
I was sore and tender, when I awoke the next morning. Even Lucullus' big boy's cock hadn't prepared me for the size of my erastes' full sized man's dick. As I squatted over the chamber pot, my shit felt like it was on fire. I farted a loud watery fart, and my Hadrian's cum drained into the pot.
Stephen cleansed my ass with a clean wet cloth, before helping me dress. After a few pieces of fruit for breakfast, I was ready for a long soak in the bath. Stephen soaped and rinsed me, before I stepped into the bath with Publius.
"I see you passed the attack." he stated.
"It would have been nice if you had warned me!" I responded, just a little put out.
"I couldn't" he told me. "It is a test we all have to pass before Hadrian can relax and really enjoy himself with us. He wasn't under the spell of the gods so much, that he couldn't have killed you if you had pointed that dagger in the wrong direction."
"I know," I told him.
"How many times did he cum inside you?" Publius asked.
"Twice."
"He was pleased with you. I am his favorite, but I will soon have to leave. It may only be months before I am a man. He will be choosing a new favorite, and it could be you, if, you try your best to please him. When he cums three times in one night, you know you are very desirable to him. Our Hadrian wants his eromenos' to be smart, and able to discuss many different subjects with him. They must be beautiful, and you are that. You are far more beautiful then any of those in Rome. Work to become his favorite, Antinous, as he usually makes his favorites a citizen of Rome. Do you know what it means to wear the toga? To be a citizen?"
"I understand the privileges and rights." I told him. "I would like to be a citizen, but it is more important for me to please my erastes, and be the best eromenos to him I can be."
"And to please your Emperor?" I heard.
Publius and I turned around, and there stood the Emperor. "The Emperor and my erastes are one and the same." I smiled to Caesar.
Hadrian's servant was removing the purple toga that only Caesar can wear. His servant soaped his strong body, and was rinsing him as Hadrian told us, "Antinous, come suck my hard cock, as Publius fucks your ass."
I quickly rose from the pool, and Publius was right behind me. I could tell from the look on Publius' face, that he was going to enjoy himself. I got on my hands and knees, as Stephen handed Publius a pot of oil. As wet as I was, I didn't think I would need much.
Our erastes knelt in front of me, and I licked his big nuts, as Publius got my ass ready. I could tell Hadrian was enjoying what I was doing to his nuts. His hard rod got even harder, and the fat red head of his dick, peeked out of the foreskin. The pre-cum was flowing from the slit in his dick's head. I could feel Publius entering me, as Hadrian pulled back the foreskin from the engorged glans. I gently licked the exposed head, and my erastes groaned before pushing his dick into my mouth. I couldn't help but tense, as Publius pushed into my sore, tender area.
As Publius worked his dick back and forth, the good feelings made the pain go away. With Hadrian fucking into my mouth, as I sucked on his hard cock, and with Publius fucking my ass, my body didn't know how to respond to the gods. Spasm after spasm passed through my body, and I thought the gods would kill me with all the good feelings.
I felt Publius slam into me, as my ass muscles tightened around his dick. Publius moaned as the juices left his nuts. It was only seconds after I felt the first hot wetness of his cum, that my erastes started shooting his cum into my mouth. Shot after shot of his thick heavy cream left his massive dick. My erastes gave some fast grunts. I was swallowing as fast as I could, trying my best not to spill one tiny drop of his precious fluid.
Caesar was starting to relax, as I licked his cock clean, hunting for any of his cum that had escaped my mouth. Hadrian moved to the pool, as the servants soaped and cleansed Publius and me. As soon as we were clean, we moved to the pool to join our erastes. Publius sat to his right, as I sat near him on his left. Our lover wrapped his arms around us, and pulled us tight against him.
We sat close together, with Hadrian hugging us, as we were each lost in our own thoughts. It was only then, that it really started sinking in. I was really the eromenos of the Emperor! I had Caesar's cum inside me! Emperor Hadrian was my erastes, and to think I had once hoped for just a general! I have the commander of all the legions! How could the gods bless any boy more?
As we sat soaking in the bath, Hadrian told us we would soon be leaving my home Province of Bithynia, and going on a sight seeing trip along the shores of the Black Sea. He informed us that he had ordered the arrangements be made that morning. He said it would take 3 or 4 weeks to arrange everything, and he was planning an orgy for the week before we left. I could hardly wait! My very first orgy! I had to kiss Hadrian on the cheek and tell him thank you!
I spent the next few weeks getting settled into life at Caesar's palace. My days were filled studying with Publius and our tutor, walking in the private garden, and wrestling with Publius. I had no hope of ever winning, but I had to try. Since we both knew Publius would win, he didn't try to hurt me badly, or break any of my bones.
I did return to my old school once, and ran a foot race against my old classmates. I won. As Caesar's eromenos, I would have been embarrassed to do anything less.
Our evenings were spent at supper with our erastes Hadrian, as we dined and discussed different subjects. Hadrian could talk on any subject. He was well versed in philosophy, the arts, the military, and even architecture, and agriculture. We even discussed where the food we were eating was grown. Hadrian told us were the wheat and salt in the bread came from. He would tell us what that area was like, and how the farmers there tended their fields.
Hadrian told us about the flat beds on the coastal plain that could be flooded with sea water and then diked with an earthen bank, trapping the water. By simple evaporation the salt would be left behind. They would then flood the plain again, and continue the process, until the salt buildup was sufficient to harvest the salt.
We would spend the evening debating a subject, and Hadrian never got upset if my opinion differed from his. He just made me defend my position, and pointed out any error in my reasoning. I learned as much at supper, as with my tutor.
As the evening drew to a close, Hadrian would let us know which of us he wanted for his bed. Our erastes would choose me two or three times a week, and both of us once in a while. I wasn't jealous. I knew Publius was his favorite, and Hadrian gave me all the attention a good erastes should give his eromenos. Publius was always kind to me, and made sure my needs were cared for.
Finally the time for our orgy was near. I moved in with Publius, so my bed chamber could be used by one of the guests. I was pleasantly surprised to learn it would be used by my old friend Aristomachus and his General.
Aristomachus and his General arrived the day before the orgy. After they had rested from their journey, Aristomachus joined me and Publius for our walk in the garden. We caught up on old friends, and what had been happening to each of us. Aristomachus told us about his life with the army and his General. He was bragging about the size of his General's cock, and from the way he was talking, I thought it must be the size of one on Caesar's horses. I decided I would have to try his General during the orgy. Of course, Publius and I defended our erastes, and told Aristomachus that Hadrian hadn't been cheated by the gods either.
I was looking at Aristomachus; I could tell he had grown, but so had I. I knew I was stronger then the last time we had wrestled. My wrestling with Publius had made me stronger, even if I couldn't defeat him. I challenged Aristomachus to a wrestling match.
"Ho! So you want me to fuck you, do you Antinous? It has been a long time since my cock has felt the inside of your ass. Already it is getting hard just thinking about being inside you. Why don't you just give now, and I will send my servant for the oil."
I didn't answer him, but just moved to the grass. Stephen rushed to help me out of my tunic, as Aristomachus' servant removed his. Aristomachus was still boasting about having beaten me in the past, trying to make me think I couldn't win. I didn't let it bother me. I knew I had a good chance against him. I was a little envious, as I noticed Aristomachus had a few pubic hairs, while I still did not. True, he didn't have many, but there were a few.
Publius marked off the circle, and as soon as Aristomachus and I stepped inside, we locked the fingers of our hands together. Aristomachus was strong, as he tried to force my wrist back. I was determined not to let him, as I had seen him break a boy's wrist that way. I locked my wrists rigid, and as soon as I felt him relax the pressure, I tried to force his back.
Aristomachus quickly broke our hold, and wrapped me in a bear hug. He was trying to crush my chest, but I was able to break the hold. I was trying to get a hold on Aristomachus, when he was able to get me in a head lock. My neck muscles are not as strong as they should be, so I knew I would have to get out of it fast, before he could hurt me badly.
I quickly picked him up, and got to the edge of the ring, being careful not to step out. I dropped him outside the ring, jerking my head out of the lock his arms had around me, and pushing as he fell. I quickly broke away from him, and stepped back, before he could pull me out of the ring with him.
Publius rushed over to me, and declared me the winner. I was so happy, as I reached out my arm to help Aristomachus up. He grasped my arm, and grinned as he told me, "Next time, don't count on an easy win!"
Stephen was grinning big, as he stepped up with a pot of oil. I could tell he was proud to be the servant of the winner. I looked up, and saw Caesar standing in a window. I hoped he had seen the whole match. I felt so proud.
Aristomachus took me in a hug, before kissing my cheek. His tongue was licking the inside of my ear. My hands were roaming over his body, as he kissed down my neck, and to my nipples.
He kissed my right nipple, before taking it in his mouth and gently sucking on it. It was standing firm and sensitive when he moved to my left one. He soon had it responding, and I knew I would soon have to be inside his ass.
I lay on my back in the grass, as Aristomachus licked and kissed his way down my stomach. He lapped at my belly button, before moving down to my nuts. He slurped one of my small eggs into his mouth, and was gently sucking on it. I knew I would soon be visited by the gods.
My dick was as hard as a piece of iron. Aristomachus licked his way from the bottom of my shaft up. He pulled down the foreskin, and touched his tongue to the swollen ridge. That was when the gods touched me. My body shivered, as the thrills coursed through my body. I knew when it came to sex, Aristomachus was a very good eromenos. I soon recovered and was ready for more.
Aristomachus got on his hands and knees, and I prepared his ass to receive my cock. It didn't take long. We both had erastes', and were then used to men's dicks up our anuses. Just a little of Caesar's fine oil, and he was ready. He rolled over, and reached for the oil. Aristomachus quickly slicked my dick, and raised his legs to his chest. He was grinning as my dick entered his hot receptacle, so I knew he wasn't upset about my winning. Aristomachus groaned as my rigid cock pushed past the home of the pleasure gods.
I started slowly working my dick inside him, trying to touch the gods home each time I passed it. Aristomachus was moaning under me, and that made me very excited. He was soon writhing under me, and that made it feel even better.
I leaned over to where I could lick his nipple, as I fucked into him. He groaned his appreciation as he clasped his hands behind my head, and gently pressed me to him. Aristomachus gently guided my head to his other nipple, and I sucked on it, as we fucked.
Aristomachus was humping his ass against me on my downward strokes, striving to drive me deeper into himself. The gods told me to rise up to where I could fuck into him with force. Without missing a beat, I started slamming my cock into him as hard as I could.
Aristomachus was whimpering, as he tried to keep time with my thrusts. He gave a scream, and his nuts that were tight against his body, released his fluid of life. I saw a few small squirts of thin white cum shoot from his dick, before the gods grabbed me. I gave a long loud, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE", as I had to shove as hard into Aristomachus as I could. The gods were shaking me, and wouldn't let go, as I buried my cock in his ass. I knelt there trembling as I pushed hard against Aristomachus' ass, and the gods sent wave after wave of pleasure through my body.
Continued
Comments: idc90@hotmail.com Flames Happily Ignored :)
I answer all e-mails. If you should write and not get an answer, it is because I didn't get it. Hotmail sometimes gets overloaded. Please try again.
Thanks for reading, Joe Camp 1999