The Only Boy on Calisto by Bill
[Author's Note: When I first started this, I had two totally different plots in my head: a SciFi story featuring "virtual reality", and an historical one set in the distant past. I ended up combining both elements in the same story. Hope it works!]
Date: 2101.003 Point of transmission: Moon Calisto - Planet Jupiter Priority: Low Encryption: Affirmative
Dear Cousin Bijon -
Hey Cuz! It's been, like, FOREVER since I wrote to you! How are you doing? Oh, man! I have a lot of stuff to share with you on this transmission! And I'm REAL glad we both downloaded that encryption software a while back. This is really private stuff; OK?
By the way... Happy New Century! (Bet you thought the 22nd century started last year... right? Wrong!) I would have written to you 3 days ago on the big day, but Calisto was behind Jupiter, and low-priority transmissions to Earth were blacked out.
Thanks for the great Christmas present! How did you ever get a beta copy of "Galactic Driver 2" for Playstation VIII? Hope it didn't cost you a lot of credits.
I know I mention this every time I write to you, but it's so weird being the only kid on this entire friggin moon. The next youngest person is WAY older than me... like, 21. (At least he's really nice - he's a com-tech named Arrik. I'll tell you more about him in a second.) Anyhow, I've been here for almost a year and there's still only 36 people total on this entire hunk of ugly rock. The Company (you know - InterplanetaryMineralCorp) is going to expand this station eventually, but I think Dad and me will be back on Luna by then. I wish I was over on Moon Io, where they have an actual colony with a bunch of kids. And I'd give ANYTHING to be on Earth (you lucky bastard!). But Dad is really happy about getting appointed chief geologist for this project, and (as he keeps reminding me) I actually DID beg him to let me come along on this assignment instead of having to live with Grandma and Grandad on Luna like I did the other time he had an outpost assignment. That was so incredibly BORING, and I didn't see him for 2 years, except for the times when he got a couple weeks leave to come back to Luna from his asteroid belt mining station.
But enough griping! I got things to BRAG about, dude! First off, I can finally shoot cum when I jack off! When I think about how you could do it when you were 12, and here I am almost 14! I was so jealous that you could shoot when we did all that sex stuff together back when I visited you a year and a half ago. And all I could manage back then was a tickley dry orgasm when you sucked me off. Of course, that was still a HELL of a lot of fun! And remember how you told me that if I swallowed your sperm, I would get to puberty faster? Well, I didn't work, you fuckin liar!! LOL!!
Anyway, a little over a month ago I had a WET DREAM! So messy, but so GREAT too! And guess what! I really was having an incredible sexy dream when it happened. And YOU were in the dream, Bij! As best I remember, you and me were on Luna, and for some reason we were doing sex stuff on the stage of the concert hall in Galileo City. I don't remember whether there was an audience! LOL!) And we were doing all those things that we did together during my 2-week visit with you on Earth... and it was wild! You were fucking my ass from behind and stroking my cock at the same time, and then... all of a sudden... BLAM!! I woke up immediately, lying in a puddle of cum on the sheet, and breathing real heavy. DAMN! It was so great!
And I was so psyched that I jacked myself three times the next day. I just made a little squirt of cum the first two times, and I was completely outta juice for the last JO session. But that didn't stop me from stroking myself until I was sore. Before, I liked to play with myself and everything, but I usually didn't do it long enough to get a dry orgasm. Now I can make myself cum in a minute and be ready for more right after I catch my breath! I finally understand what you were talking about when you said how much better it feels when you can shoot sperm.
Dad must have noticed the big cum stain on my sheets (or maybe he has a hidden camera in my room LOL!), because later that same day we had a heart-to-heart about jacking off and porn vids and VR-sex. We'd talked about sex stuff before, of course, but not like this. Kinda embarrassing, but Dad is so COOL about it. He always tries not to be too nosey about my private stuff, but I guess he can't help it since I'm his clone and everything. It makes it easier for us to talk about this stuff since we're so much alike.
No offense, Bijon, but I kinda feel sorry for guys like you who have two parents, because Dad and me have such a special relationship. We can almost read each other's minds and we share so much in common. I guess some people still think cloning is creepy, but I think it's great! The only thing that would make it better is having a brother. Remember how I told you about the brothers who lived a couple units down from me on Luna? They were clones of their Dad, each born a year apart. I was good friends with the youngest, who was just about my age. They all three shared a bedroom, and a couple times I did a sleep-over and we all did sex stuff together. (The one who was my buddy said he and his brothers did sex EVERY night!) It was so cool to see essentially the same boy, naked and hard, at age 12, 13, and 14! Of course they each had sorta different personalities... just like I'm different from Dad.
A cool thing about being a clone is I can tell exactly what I'm going to look like when I grow up, especially when Dad and I are naked around each other. We've always taken showers together because of water rationing on Luna, and especially here. And out here on Calisto, the sun levels are so low that everyone is supposed to catch some rays under the sun lamps every day. Dad has ours set up in the living room, and he likes to program the wall vids for stuff like "Polynesian Island" or "Mediterranean Coast". Pretty awesome environment for nude sunbathing, and I've got a real tan for the first time in my life. I was always pale the whole time I lived on Luna. Now I look like one of those surfer dudes from the 20th century!
Anyhow, my cock already looks a lot like Dad's... especially when it gets stiff. (I don't have hair like he does, though - not even a wisp down there, damn it!) A few months ago, my dick seemed like it had grown big almost overnight, and I was getting a boner almost every time I got naked around Dad. At first I got embarrassed when that happened, but he said "Hey, I'm really proud of how you're growing up!" Dad never has a problem with me seeing him hard, like in the morning when he first wakes up and walks naked from his bedroom to the bathroom. I love looking at Dad's body, and I think he likes looking at my body too. I sometimes wonder what it would be like to do sex stuff with him. But Dad's always made it pretty clear that we couldn't. I used to grab his dick in the shower sometimes, when I was a little kid. And he'd often get hard when I did, but he'd gently push my hand away and say in a kind voice that dads and sons didn't do that. But then there was one time a few months ago when we in the shower together and he was noticing my boner... and then he got one too! He grinned and said "I guess we're both just a coupla horny guys, huh?" And then he reached down and held my cock briefly in his hand, looking me in the eyes with such heart-warming fatherly love. It felt SO good! Then he grinned again and pulled it forward and let it spring back, slapping against my belly.
"You've got a nice one, Billy," he said cheerfully, "if I do say so myself."
I immediately duplicated his actions, grabbing his larger, thicker erection, bending it back, and slapping it against his hairy midsection. "You too, Dad!" I said beaming up at him. We both laughed, and finished our shower, but he never did anything like that again (damn it!).
Like I've told you before, I'm pretty sure that he's gay, even though I've never asked him. It's hard to tell here on Calisto, since Company rules prohibit physical sex between people on outpost sites, unless they're legally partnered - that's why the VR center is so popular. But I snooped through his vid download files a couple times, and there were a bunch of gay-porn holo-vids that he's been watching in his bedroom at night. And back on Luna, he had a couple guy friends who spent the night with him every once in a while. There are only three legally partnered groups here on Calisto - one is a man/woman group, one is man/man, and the other is man/woman/man. (The men outnumber women here on Calisto about two-to-one... pretty typical for the Company's mining operations apparently.) Hey Bijon -- is your uncle still in partnership with those two hot-looking women? When I met them, back when I was visiting you, he seemed like he had a really good thing going!
So anyhow, when Dad and me had our talk, he said he knew just what I was going through with my curiosity about sex stuff. He said he got his maturity at the same age (no surprise) and was a sex-fiend when he found out about jacking off. And GET THIS! He said I could get the neural implant! You know, so I can do Hyper-Reality programs! You know about HR, right? It's SO much more realistic than VR... there's just no comparison! Kids on earth have to wait until they're 16 to get the implant, same as on Luna, right? That's the only thing I can think of where it's actually better to live out here on the frontier than back on Earth.
Remember I told you that Dad authorized me to download level-3 porn vids when I turned 13, about the time we moved here? They were really cool and taught me all about how to do sex with girls and everything (a lot more than those stupid level-1s I'd been watching before!), but they were still pretty tame. Just sucking and fucking by adult couples. Well, guess what? Now I'm authorized to download ANYTHING - including level-5 porn! Those orgy scenes with the fantasy humanoid life forms are TOO MUCH! And, of course, getting to see kids my own age have sex is really cool too - even if they ARE just computer generated. And I have permission to run anything at the VR center too! Dad is SO awesome!
You know the 21-year-old com-tech named Arrik that I mentioned? He sometimes takes a shift as one of the operators of the VR center, and I talked him into programing a custom HR session for me. We've been kinda buddies ever since I got to Calisto last year, and it quickly became clear that he's attracted to boys (yeah; THAT kind of attracted!). He's kinda shy, but I suspected it immediately when he kept telling me what a nice body I have and kept staring when we were working out together at the exercise module. I was just wearing tight stretch-shorts that showed off my ass and the bulge of my dick. Arrik couldn't keep his eyes off me and blushed whenever he realized I noticed his staring. And then when we were changing back into our jump suits, I was kinda blatant about playing off his interest. We were in the locker room at the exercise module, and I slowly pulled down my stretch shorts and stayed naked for a while as we talked, giving him a really good look at my dick. I even touched it some and made it a little stiff. His eyes are all over my body, and he could hardly talk cause he was blushing so much! And later I hung around him while he was at his work station - like standing right behind him as he monitored the read-outs. I rested my hands on his shoulders and gave him a little back rub, and I could feel him shiver with desire. I know he would never actually do sex stuff with me (even though I would really like it if he did), because the Company rules are so strict. If he got caught, he'd get kicked off the project and lose his bonus - which is a third of the credits he'll earn during his two-year stint at the GeoStation.
But let me back up a little. Experiencing a sex program with the neural implant... hyper-reality... is totally AWESOME!! I remember learning in a home-school lesson that HR was predicted really accurately, 100 years ago, in this vid called "The Matrix". The lesson showed a clip of it, and the only part that wasn't authentic was the ugly plug-in thing on the people's necks, at the same place on the neck as the subcutaneous transmission port that I've got. Other than that, they got the experience down pretty well. Good prediction, considering the technology wasn't available to the public until about 15 years ago.
I'd been using the brain wave inputs at the VR center every once in a while for home schooling lessons ever since I got here, and also did a bunch of the "vacation" sessions. And right after Dad signed the consent, I had a VR-sex session while I was waiting to get the implant from the medical officer. When I was younger, I used to think that VR with the tactile suit was the coolest thing in the solar system. But now I realize just how clumsy it is. You just lay back and watch it like a vid for the most part, because the feedback capability is slow and depends so much on muscular movement. And when you have an orgasm, you actually shoot real cum into a receptacle in the tactile suit. But when you get an HR transmission through a neural implant, it's a completely different experience. You're actually living it. It's totally and instantly interactive (so long as the major elements of what you want are in the mainframe, of course). The first couple times I did an HR-sex session after the implant, I did the standard canned programs. The tech on duty would let me rummage through about 200 scenarios and pick out one. I'd say about 80% of them were either hetero or bi, but I concentrated on the gay ones. Ya know, Bijon, I'm curious about girls and everything, but pussy and tits don't get me NEARLY as turned on as seeing a really nice hard cock.
So the first time, I picked a program that featured this buffed 18-year-old guy who looked exactly like a character in a holo-vid I like. I think the vid and the HR must have been created by the same programer... or maybe the HR programer just loaded in the existing image. Anyhow, the guy was really sexy - lean and muscular like a gymnast or something. We rolled around naked and kissed. We took turns sucking each other and 69ing. And when he fucked my ass, it slid right in with no discomfort at all. (Unlike that first time when you tried to put your cock into me with no lube... you moron! LOL!). In fact, it was so totally erotic that I had an orgasm while he was fucking me. And feeling the guy's hands all over my body and his lips kissing the back of my neck was so fantastic! Then I fucked the guy as he lay on his back with his knees pulled back. Even though I knew in my conscious mind that I was actually laying motionless on a reclined chair in a cubicle at the VR Center, the "reality" was that I was on a tropical island, pumping my cock in and out of this guy's ass as he moaned and urged me on. AWESOME. And we kept on going... doing everything... in ways I'd never dreamed of. I had five orgasms -- each the most intense of my entire life -- in a one-hour session. When I came off the program, I put my hand down in my pants to see if there was any sperm. Not a drop. It had all been inside my brain. Of course, as soon as I got back to my quarters I had an incredible JO session and musta shot a liter of cum!
The feedback capability was a little tricky at first, but I quickly got the knack of it. Ya know, it's like having two brains. The HR input provides knowledge and memories just like your organic brain does, and the HR feed is totally dominant unless you make the mental effort to change it. If you like how it's playing, you just let the HR feed flow without any conscious thinking about it. And your organic brain remembers what happened just the same as if it were a real experience.
Things really got interesting a few days later when Arrik and I were talking about HR sex, and I was being pretty blatant about the kind of sex I was into - trying to see if I could shock him. Not only was he not shocked, he was really turned on! And he explained that he has the software and the expertise to program any kind of custom HR session, so long as he can get the images. He has a really good library of images (mostly computer generated) from trading them around with other com-techs. And then (get this!) he asked if he could upload my image. He wanted me to pose NAKED so he could use it in his next HR session! I was really flattered! It was like he was asking if he could have sex with me... in HR! He promised he wouldn't share it with anyone else.
I said I'd pose for images if he'd program a really good custom session for me. He said "Deal", and we went back to his quarters. As he did the imaging, he told me to strip and make my dick hard and jack off. Apparently being with another person who's jacking off is not a violation of Company rules. I was dancing around naked in a sexy way, like I'd seen on some of the holo-vids. He was getting a major hard-on inside his stretch jump-suit and kept rubbing his crotch. He zoomed in really close to my cock and got close-ups from every angle. Then he made an incredible shot of my cum spurting out. We watched the replay three times after I got dressed, and I watched him jack off. Nice cock! Big and thick, with a lot of pube hair. When I got back to my quarters, Arrik had mailed me the questionnaire that came with his programming software. It asks all sorts of REALLY personal questions. Arrik said he wouldn't read it -- just plug it into the program and then erase the answers afterwards. I decided to start out by saying I'm 100% gay, even though I'm probably not. (I can try out hetero sex some other time.) After you plug in all the personal stuff, it presents you with a variety of possible scenarios... and they ALL sounded hot! When you select one, it keeps asking multiple choice questions to provide the kinds of detail you want.
One of the questions was "pick one of the following periods of history". And you know how into history I am! It's my favorite subject in home school, by far, and I always run extra history lessons when I finish the core curriculum. So when I chose "ancient Greece" it asks "which character do you want to be?" It was difficult to choose between "Greek slave boy" and "Alexander the Great", so I ended up filling out full scenarios for BOTH! Very complete in how it extracted details, and some of the options were WAY kinky! It was really erotic just to answer the questions, but a little embarrassing knowing that Arrik might see my answers.
I scheduled an HR session for the time that Arrik would be working a shift at the VR Center. He did the programming pretty quickly (said he stayed up three-quarters of his sleep-time doing it). The software produced a first-draft cut of some scenarios after analyzing my questionnaire, and Arrik selected one and tweak it, inserting some images from his collection. (He wouldn't tell me what I'd get. He said it was more fun to be surprised.)
You probably know all about HR already, but in case you don't, here's how it works. Unlike the regular kind of VR, you don't have to move a muscle to get a feedback function; it's all inside your brain. In fact, you need to stay immobile so the neural implant transmission isn't disturbed, so they have you breathing some kind of mild tranquilizing gas, coming out of a little tube positioned just under your nose. You don't move at all for the whole session... even when it seems like you're doing really strenuous stuff.
We only have one HR station for the entire crew of the GeoStation, and two conventional VR cubicles. Arrik got me settled in the HR cubicle. As I relaxed in the sofa-chair, he adjusted the tube under my nose and turned on the gas, positioned my head in the transmitter cradle, and talked me through the transition to hyper-reality.
In less than a minute, my brain was no longer receiving real-world input; everything I was seeing, hearing, smelling, and feeling was coming from the program. As I turned my head (or at least it seemed like I did) and looked around, I marveled at where I was - in a luxurious villa in the city-state of Athens, overlooking the Aegean Sea. If I remember my history correctly, it would have been about 450 B.C.
Bijon, I hope I don't bore you here, but I was so blown away by this experience that I've gotta tell you all about it. Every detail of everything around me appeared authentic... the air dry and warm and aromatic... the cries of the seagulls, the whisper of the breeze, and the waves splashing on rocks of the shoreline. Looking out a window, I saw boats off in the distance... commercial sailing vessels; military triremes powered by rows of oars. I looked down at myself and saw that I was wearing the clothing of a Greek slave boy in service to a wealthy family - a very short pleated kilt of fine white cloth that barely covered my crotch... bare feet and naked from the waist up. I noticed a mirror of highly-polished metal on the wall and went over to it. Staring back at me was a stunningly beautiful boy, maybe 10 years old, with olive skin and dark curly hair... so different from the real me! WOW! This was intense! Each time I'd done VR, it had been the REAL me reacting to an computer-generated environment. But now I was truly another person. I ran my fingers through my hair, and it felt thick and wiry... not straight and fine. My hand reached under the kilt and felt the immature penis and small round ballsack - much as mine had been at age 10. And as I idly manipulated my little penis, it stiffened into a small but very erect boy-boner of about 7cm.
Voices approached from outside. "Ganymede! Bring us wine! Your masters thirst mightily after our great victories in the games!" The laughter that accompanied the words indicated that there was more than a little self-mocking in their boasts. Instantly I ran to get a large jug of wine.
How had I known where the wine was? How did I know my name was Ganymede? Beats me! I was just letting things happen. And for some reason I was filled with pride and devotion to people whose voices I had heard, but had not yet seen. As I brought the wine out onto a large covered terrace, a strong, handsome man who appeared to be in his early 30s (the name Diocles leapt into my mind) and a teenage boy (Argos, I "knew") were standing next to a round pool of water set in the stone floor of the terrace, letting their togas of fine material slip from their shoulders to the floor, leaving them both unashamedly naked. Diocles was sweaty and tired-looking, but his body was wonderfully muscular and fit. Argos looked to be about 14 years old, his muscles starting to develop but his body devoid of the hair of maturity... even at the base of his medium-size adolescent penis. He was not only sweaty but also dirty and a bit bruised and scraped. I handed each a goblet of wine and picked up a large sponge, dipped it in the pool, and began to bathe Diocles' face and chest. The man brushed away my hand and said: "After our day at the games, I think we need a proper bath, and my student needs it far more than I after his five bouts in the wrestling ring."
I found myself stripping off my skimpy article of clothing and slipping naked into the warm water of the pool along with the equally naked man and teen. I listened as the two of them discussed the boy's first four wrestling matches, which he won, only to fall victim to a Spartan lad who trounced Argos thoroughly in the final bout.
"You have learned well in the time you have been my student," said Diocles. "At the next games you will win the laurel wreath, even if you have to wrestle Spartans in each match!"
Argos blushed with pride and said "my meager efforts paled before the great victory of my loving mentor in the discus competition!" As he said this, Argos' hands stroked the man's powerful chest and biceps. I noticed Diocles subtly flexing of his muscles under the boy's caresses. Then Diocles pulled his adolescent protege into an embrace and leaned down to kiss him on the mouth, running his hands over the boy's shoulders and then down to his tight butt. The Greek tradition of love between adult mentor and young teenage protege was on full display with these two. As they groped each other sensuously, I kept sponging both bodies in an inconspicuous way while they seemingly ignored me, even when I ran the sponge up into Argos' ass crack.
"By the Gods, Argos! My soul burns with eros for you. Let us dry off and take our pleasure." I hopped out of the pool to get towels to dry my master and his student as they settled onto one of the padded one-arm couches and continued their foreplay. Argos had a raging erection, which Diocles stroked lovingly.
"Ganymede, you rascal. Come over here. Use your clever mouth to stiffen my lance and make it slippery. Quickly, boy! Do not make my noble student await too long for his daily lesson in manly love."
As I sank to my knees before the man's spread legs, the young teenager hopped up and nudged me aside, saying: "Please, Mentor; let me prepare you with MY mouth!" But as he got on his knees to suck his middle-aged lover, the man pushed HIM away and spoke to him harshly.
"Such impudence! You shame your family, Argos! You should know that pleasuring with the mouth is only done by slaves and whores! I could not look your noble father in the eye if I allowed you to debase yourself like that." Then his anger instantly subsided and he lifted the boy into his embrace, adding: "And besides, though I love you with all my being, Argos, I must remind you that Ganymede has had extensive training and years of experience in the ways of pleasuring a man. I have been told by noble house-guests to whom I have lent his services for an evening that Ganymede is the best little cocksucker in Athens ... and you surely must know it too by now."
Argos was humbled. "Forgive me, Mentor. I was forgetting my place. It was only because I was overwhelmed with my love and admiration for you on this day of your triumph at the games." Argos then looked over at me and said, quite sincerely, "And I apologize to you, Ganymede, for usurping your place in the household. As your master notes, I have received much pleasure from you in the three months I have lived in this house, and I have grown quite fond of you."
Diocles said "Perhaps you can make amends to my slave-boy in a proper way. Feel free to take pleasure with him after I finish giving you my love." I saw Argos' face brighten as he looked at me, and my brain registered a flow of good feelings toward the teenager.
And then Argos positioned himself on the padded divan so that he and his lover could kiss and caress while I performed my slave's duty. Diocles' cock was soft as I brought my mouth to it, but admirably proportioned - perhaps 14 cm. Beads of water from the bath still clung to the dense black hair at his crotch. When I gently licked and nibbled at the foreskin, and swirled my tongue around the ridge of the cockhead, the thick appendage began rapidly springing to life... stiffening in my small mouth... lengthening, thickening, pulsing with lust. The cockhead was like a mushroom, flaring out to mouth-filling proportions. But I was taking it all with enthusiasm... with pride in my skills of giving pleasure. My fingers diddled my own stiff little penis, as pleasure flowed through my body and mind. My eyes glanced up to see Diocles doubling his fervent kissing of Argos. Their tongues slid together with passionate hunger, and Diocles' hands were all over the teenager's body.
I've never had any kind of sex with a man in reality, and certainly never sucked a cock anywhere near this big; it must have been 20cm when it was fully hard! But the Greek slave boy in whose body my consciousness resided was one HELL of a good cocksucker. My mouth and head twisted and bobbed, my lips and tongue churned, my throat opened completely and without discomfort. I deep-throated my master's horse-cock with ease and with pleasure.
"Enough, boy!" Diocles grunted, pulling my head away from his spit-slick erection. As I knelt docilely on the floor, Argos was positioning himself to be fucked by Diocles, his upper body draped over the padded couch, his feet anchored to the stone floor, his ass raised in anticipation. "Prepare him to accept my lance, Ganymede... quickly, now!" I scooted over so that I was kneeling behind Argos.
My dormant organic brain raised an eyebrow at what my computer generated self was about to do. But it felt so natural - so ordinary - that I decided to go with the flow. My hands spread the slender globes of the boy's hairless ass, and my mouth pressed in tight. I pushed my tongue into the ring of muscle and nerves, which flexed open as I probed. Argos moaned with pleasure and pushed his hips back against my face as my little tongue cork-screwed into him. I knew, though, that Diocles was impatient to fuck his young protege. So I pulled away, gathering all the available saliva in my mouth, and quickly slathered it on the standing man's throbbing cock. Then I scooted aside while the mentor and student joined together in the act of love for which the ancient Greeks were renowned.
As Diocles pushed slowly into Argos' receptive ass, he moaned "You have learned well how to take my over-sized lance. I regret that it is not a more aesthetic size, to please you better."
The boy gasped as he pushed his ass up and back "Oh, Mentor! Your noble phallos gives me the greatest pleasure. I feel as though Heracles himself is making love to me."
I knelt beside them, my hands caressing both bodies, squeezing the man's full ball-sack gently from behind, reaching around in front of the boy to play with his penis. The flexing bodies, the moans of lust, the trembling pleasure... this was far more intense than watching a porn holo-vid. When finally the dance of love ended, amid much lustful grunting from the man and contented whimpering from the boy, they collapsed onto the couch to embrace in the afterglow. I knew (well, actually, the program told my brain) that Argos would be having sex me as soon as his mentor allowed. I knew that my role was to be for Argos what Argos had been to Diocles -- the submissive receptor of his seed. After several minutes, Diocles rose up, and I immediately handed him a filled wine goblet. I wiped his genitals with the sponge, dried him off, and placed the toga over his shoulder, arranging it around his body.
"Alright, my handsome and noble student. Take your pleasure with my body servant. It has been a great day for you at the games, and I know Ganymede will honor you accordingly." Then he addressed me: "I will be with my wife and children, and will not require your services until the serving of the evening meal." And with that, he walked into the villa, leaving the two of us naked together on the terrace in the warm glow of the late afternoon sun.
Argos sat up on the couch and held out his arms to me. "Come sit astride my lap, little one, and let us talk." I hopped up into his arms, one leg on each side of his hips, our cocks pressed together.
"Oh Ganymede!" he sighed; "can you feel how my cock yearns for you?" My only response was to hug him even tighter and grind his erection and mine together erotically. His boner was truly exquisite -- 15cm and slender... more like an arrow compared to Diocles' thick club. My little stiffy, though half the size of the teenager's, was throbbing with sexual pleasure.
"So, beautiful one; tell me about yourself, if I may ask. I have lived here three months, and your story is still a mystery to me. How long have you been my mentor's slave?"
"This is the third summer of my grateful service, young master."
"And before that?"
"For my first 7 summers, I lived with my widowed mother in the hills far from this great city. There were four young children, including me. I don't remember it so well anymore, but I recall that we lived in a hut of sticks, and when the winter rains came I was always cold and wet. And I remember that I was hungry... always and in every season. A man from the city came to our region one day offering to pay money for boys of a certain type, and he said that I was just such a type. My mother refused him at first, but he told her that I would be trained to serve in a noble home, and I could become the personal servant to a great man of Athens."
"The buyer was perceptive!"
"Yes; he was like an oracle of the gods to know those things. I told my mother to send me with the man, so that she would have one less mouth to feed. I was proud that the man found me of sufficient worth that a sizeable payment was made to my family. And I was truly blessed when the gods willed that I be purchased by this household. My master is always fair, and I have never been beaten. My master's noble family has always treated me with kindness. And now my master has taken under mentorship a handsome, athletic, and wise youth from a great noble family, and the young master has been very generous in his attentions to me." I smiled up at him with love and admiration as I spoke these last words.
"Have I ever told you, Ganymede, that you are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes upon in all my life?" he whispered as he kissed my neck and nuzzled his smooth cheek against mine, running his hands along my back.
I kissed him gently on the lips, flicking out my tongue teasingly, and replied with a smile" "My young master has flattered me thus on several previous occasions." I kissed him again, and he returned the kiss more vigorously, his tongue hungrily seeking out mine, pulling us even closer together... my skinny, boyish torso pressing against his wiry adolescent musculature.
"Oh Ganymede, my angel! Get down and suck me, as you do so well. Not too intensely or I shall give up my seed way too soon."
I slithered along the teenager's body until I was on my knees between his legs. I marveled at the sight of his beautiful cock, approaching maturity but still hairless. I licked at his balls, half drawn-up from arousal, taking them one at a time into my mouth. Then I began to lick his straining erection, starting at the base and working my way up. My fingers pushed his foreskin up so that I could tease it with my tongue and stretch in out, held between my lips. Then I pulled the foreskin down the shaft so that I could lightly stimulate his finely proportioned cockhead, sucking gently. My fingers glided along his inner thigh, then teased the flesh between his ballsack and rectum. Almost immediately, his legs pulled back to give me access to his hole. My fingers touched it lightly. It was still slippery with his body's juices and the semen that Diocles had pumped into him. It was also still slightly dilated from being vigorously fucked my the thick man-cock.
"Oh yes! Put two fingers in... gently... ahhh... work them back and forth... yes, like that... oh, gods!... stop sucking for a moment - I'm right on the edge... now a third finger... uhhhhh... now four - bunched together... yes!... not too deep... oh, yes! Just like my master's cock... twist them slowly... ahhhhhhhhh!"
All my fingers - up to the knuckles - massaged his anal passage, with a generous amount of cum and bodily fluid for lubrication. My mouth provided only the lightest stimulation to his cock, but it nonetheless throbbed and precum flowed from the slit continuously.
"Stop, Ganymede! I am on the verge and can't take another second. I would gladly have you finish me with your mouth, but I wish to give up my seed as my mentor does... making love to your flawless young body. Lie on your back with your knees raised, that I may look down at your face as I take you."
I did as he instructed, lying across the couch, my legs pulled back, my little erection and round ballsack flaunted proudly, flexing my pink asshole open slightly beneath his gaze.
"By the gods... you are perfect in your beauty! I long to... but I shouldn't... I...." He looked distressed and said "If I wished to pleasure you with my mouth, could you refrain from ever telling your master?... Please... just once?"
I nodded my head and smiled. "I am unworthy of accepting such a gift, but I would never speak of it to any person, and I would treasure the memory forever."
Argos leaned down and kissed my lips, running his hands through my thick hair and along my shoulders and arms... then tranced a trail of kisses down my neck, my chest, my belly, and finally alighting on the 10-year-old penis that pointed up in proud erection. His lips trembled as they slid onto the thumb-size appendage, and his tongue swirled around the miniature cockhead that emerged from the foreskin. The entire erection slid into his mouth, and as his head bobbed up and down on my cock, fireworks of sexual pleasure exploded in my brain. My fingers entwined in his black hair as my hips strained to push my erection deeper in the warm wetness of the teenager's hungry mouth. Orgasm rapidly overcame me, with spasms of unimaginable ecstasy.
Then his mouth popped off my boyish penis, and he kissed and licked at my tiny balls, my inner thighs, and... I gasped with surprise... my anus. Argos' tongue licked and probed as my entire body lit up with erotic stimulation. As his strong hands lifted my thighs to give him even greater access, I flexed my hole open as tongue-tip drilled into me. Only after he had given me yet another surging dry orgasm did Argos stand up, apply a coating of his spit to his raging boner, and position it at the entrance of my ass. We looked into each other's eyes lovingly as he entered me (or, should I say, entered the computer-generated body of a Greek slave-boy who was fully accustomed to being fucked by men on a regular basis).
The sensations entering my consciousness were indescribably wonderful! You know how in porn vids of women getting fucked, they're always acting like they're practically gonna die because of how good it feels? And how they supposedly have multiple orgasms, one right after another? Well that's how I was actually feeling as Argos plowed his teenage cock into my ass! The HR program was blasting my brain's pleasure centers so hard that I felt like I could hardly stand it each time I orgasmed. I'm not sure what the time-frame was (either in real time, or in the drama playing in my brain) but it was like several minutes of increasingly intense sexual build-up and a one-minute climax of dry orgasm... repeated over and over... with just a short interval in between each cycle for me to concentrate on the handsome 14-year-old who was making love to me.
Finally, he shouted out his lust and blasted spurt after spurt of cum into my body, as my ass muscle clenched around his spasm-wracked cock. Argos collapsed onto my body, showering my face with kisses, and I became lost in the delirium of exhaustion and erotic pleasure. Finally, we snuggled together on the couch, and I turned so that my back nestled against the front of his body. The teenager's hands caressed me lightly as he kissed my neck and whispered word of bliss. I felt my mind drifting off in a fog of sleep... totally satiated.
When I awoke, I expected to still be the slave-boy. But my opening eyes saw the rather sterile partitions and machinery of the HR cubicle. Arrik's hand was on my cheek, tenderly stroking it as I awakened fully.
"Well? Did you like it? Am I a good programer, or what?" he said with a grin.
"Wow!" was all I could say. I flexed my fingers and then moved muscles all over my body. The tranquilizing gas wore off quickly, and in a few moments I was on my feet. I looked down at myself, and saw how my erect penis was pushing out the tight material of my jumpsuit.
"Better take care of that," said Arrik, with a wink.
I went home almost in a daze, my mind filled with so many thoughts and memories; my body buzzing with pent-up sexual tension. The first thing I did was jack off. Man! Did I cum a lot! Then the next thing I did was start to put all of my memories in my journal, so I wouldn't forget. (Just about all of the description of my Greek adventure is cut-and-pasted from my journal.)
I've had two more of the "canned" HR sessions since then, and another one of Arrik's custom jobs. (I let him watch me jack off again as payment.) I'll tell you about it later, but the high point was the fun I had with my two clone-brothers in the HR program that Arrik created! They looked and acted exactly like me!
Well, Bijon... I've already taken up way too much band-width on this transmission. Write to me sometimes, OK?
The End.
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