Date: Thu, 2 Sep 2004 13:42:12 +0100 (BST)
From: David Williams <davidwilliams82003@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: The Slave Market 1 (historical)

Now I was growing into a man my father and grandfather decided that today
was going to be the day I was given the privilege and experience of buying
some new slaves for our household.  It was common practice in the area of
Mesopotamia for the wealthy families in our city to purchase slaves to do
all their bidding, and for fun and games as well as household and other
chores.

I felt very grown up as I walked along in my sandalled feet through the
dusty lanes to where the slaves where sold. I had been to these markets
with grandfather, when I was about 10 summers old, and then last year just
before my 12th summer to watch as he bargained to purchase some young boys
and also two strong older men to assist in our household.  I was so proud
today. Grandfather had noticed that my young cock was now growing and I had
been excited by the fact that every morning for the past moon break my cock
had been hard when I woke. I was pleased to see the head of my cock would
now come out of its skin, and I felt I was at last at the beginnings of
manhood.  Grandfather had made me show my father my hard and stiff young
cock and he was also excited to note that several dark hairs were growing
near its base.

What excited me today was that with the flowing white robe over my naked
young body the touching of the material had excited my cock so that it was
now very stiff as I walked. I had on no undergarments as grandpa had told
me that when you went to the slave market you never wore anything other
than your robe of the family, and your signature headpiece.

The first part of the market was for the older men, and I had instructions
not to worry about this section as we had enough mature assistance in our
household.  However, I had been advised to seek out some younger boys, as
grandpa had grown tired of his current pair and had requested me to
purchase some nice young ones who hadn't yet started to have stiff cocks.
My father had requested that I seek to obtain at least two boys who had
some cock hair and could produce their fluid for him. I knew my father
enjoyed having boys of this age join him in his bed some nights.  Also my
father suggested that I seek out a young smooth girl that he felt would be
of great assistance in my education programme, which he and grandfather
wanted to show me the delights of girls.

In my left pocket was a small bag of coins, enough grandfather had advised
for me to bargain for the slaves, and also to allow me to have some
food. However, he did emphasise that the more money I brought home with me
the better bargainer I would become. Besides, he had indicated that if I
was very successful he may even consider letting me keep the money I saved
for my own future.

The boy market was just opening as I surveyed the different platforms and
tents with the boys displayed. All the younger ones were completely naked,
and I noted that none had cocks as big as mine was, and none had any hair
on their bodies. I walked up and down past the six tents, seeking at least
two boys for grandfather. One tent had a very pretty boy with short dark
hair. My eyes did observe that his cock was larger than the others were and
also his young balls were quite full. I approached the master at this tent,
and he waved me through. He asked me if I was here to buy and I was proud
and pleased to advise that was the case.  He looked at me with a smile on
his hard bearded face.  "Which of my prize offerings do you find meets your
criteria, " he asked me.  I pointed out the boy with the larger cock.  The
master motioned the boy over. When he was in front of me he grabbed the
boys cock, harshly drew back his cock skin to show me his cock head. It was
all red and didn't look very clean. Then the master grabbed the boy's balls
and yanked them down hard, in a way of showing me that he had balls. I then
observed that some of the boys didn't have any, and knew they had been
removed by some manner of castration to be eunuchs.

Now I observed that the boys cock had gone stiff. Next the master turned
the boy around, pushed his head low and ran his dirty long finger-nailed
callused hand down the boys arse crack. He poked his index finger around
the boys shit hole and the poor boy bucked a little at this invasion. He
slapped the boy with his other hand.  I asked the price and was staggered
to think that this man wanted that amount of money for this boy. He then
pointed out to me that it wouldn't be long before his juice would be
available and that his arse was just waiting to give pleasure.  I shook my
head and said no I didn't need a boy who was ready to juice.  Immediately
the man turned away and started to chat with another man. I watched as this
man selected a small lad who had been castrated. Quickly the master showed
the boys cock in the same manner, pulling his knob out of his long
skin. Then he made it obvious that the boy was ball less. Then as before he
turned the lad around, and showed off his pretty little pink arse. He stuck
his finger in and I then observed that the boy's hole had been greased up
with some form of fat as the master's finger easily pushed inside.  The
older man who had been thinking of purchasing didn't wait for the master to
nominate a price, but opened his small leather pouch and produced a single
coin.  The master shook his head.  The buyer put his coin away and started
to walk off. The master grabbed his left arm. He now pushed two fingers in
front of the potential buyer. Again the man shook his head. I watched as
they again went through this bargaining process. Eventually the master
accepted the single coin and the young boy, a heavy rope around his neck,
was dragged away by his new owner.  All this time the boy I was interested
in had been standing close to me and I had felt him tug my robe several
times. The master had originally suggested 3 coins, but I now knew that I
might be able to make the purchase of this boy for just a single coin.  I
was just about to approach the master with my offer when another older man
came out of the crowd. He indicated a very fat young boy, whom I was able
to see still had his balls, although they were almost hidden by his rolls
of skin.  His cock was demonstrated and it was then made very obvious that
his little balls were still attached to his body. When he was turned around
it was very difficult for the seller to run his fingers down his crack as
his large arse prevented this.  He told the boy to spread his arse cheeks
with his hands and eventually I was just able to spy his hole.  The buyer
ran his nice clean fingers along the boys crack and then gently over his
bum. He pulled the boy's head up and ran his fingers then over his face and
lips. The boy licked the finger that had rubbed his arse hole.  The man
appeared to be very kind with the boy who was about 10 or 11 years old. The
boy smiled and then the man allowed his hand to travel down and caress the
boys little almost hidden cock.  He offered the seller a single coin and
again there was this nodding and head shaking before the seller finally
agreed to the single coin. The boy was now attached to his new owner with a
leather strap around his neck and leather shackles on his legs.

Now I tugged at the master's cloak and he turned to me. I knew that the
price was a single coin, so pulled out this amount of money and showed it
to the seller.  He looked at me, and then came over. He quickly lifted my
robe and fondled my own stiff cock. He then dragged me into his tent.  He
again lifted my robe as he bent down and now his lips found my cock. He
sucked me with great vigour, but I resisted allowing my newly arrived
seeding capacity to flow into his mouth. Then he roughly turned me around
and pushed his tongue and lips into my arse hole. I bent slightly to allow
him greater access and then the build up of gas in my shit tube escaped
with great noise.  The man was pleased and he came up smiling. His face
beamed and he held out his hand for the coin.  The young boy was pleased to
see that I had purchased him, so I slung the leather lead around my arm and
set off on my further quest for new slaves.  I did not allow the man to
shackled my lad, but did request a small skirt be placed around his lower
body to hide his young cock and balls. The man removed one from one of the
other boys for me.  As we moved along the crowded slave market I turned to
see my new purchase. His face was lovely, but I was sad to see his eyes
filled with tears. I stopped and we moved carefully to the side of the
area. I looked at the boy, and with some clean cloth wiped away his tears
and the dusty film on his face. He looked at me with an expression of
thanks. I spoke with him but he didn't answer. Then he opened his
mouth. His tongue was missing.  I bent down and kissed him on the lips.
His eyes flooded with tears.  I was so happy about my first purchase.

In the market there was an open yard where purchased slaves could be
corralled. An old man tended the yard and in return for some food or wine
would make sure that your new purchase was safe.  I led my new boy there
after I purchased some fruit, for both he and the old man.

Then I moved to the next market group. This was for boys capable of
delivery their own juice. Here the boys were paraded in most case wearing
short two piece tunics. I noted that when a possible purchaser indicated to
the selling master his choice the boy was led into the large tent behind,
where all the negotiations took place.  The first tent had some nice boys
but they appeared too old for what my father had requested, so I moved to
the next tent.  In all there were about 15 tents in this section, so my
choice was very large.  I quickly surveyed all, and then went back to the
fourth tent where a nice lad, not much older than myself was standing. His
body was clean and his chest showed fine definition. His round chest
orioles pointed out and where still light coloured. His tunic appeared to
hide a large cock.  I moved forward through the lookers and with some
difficulty drew attention to the master. He smiled a not too friendly way
at me, but then ushered me into the tent, dragging my selected boy behind
us.  He asked me if I had money and I advised him that I was here to buy
and that my father was not far away.  He then quickly removed the boy's
tunic and I was pleased to note a large cock with a long skin over the
head. Also he retained his balls and these had been made to hang low with
leather and cord wrapped around, forcing them to bulge out under his cock.
Of interest was the fact that the boy had no cock hair, but as soon as my
smooth young fingers rubbed the skin around the cock I felt the stubble
where the hairs had been cut by a sharp stone or knife. I pulled the boys
cock skin back and his knob was large with a long slit. I looked up at the
boy. He had a pleasant face.  The seller now turned the boy around and bent
him over so I could see his hole. It was very open. I knew the boy was
experienced in taking cock in his hole and possibly had been fucked just
recently. My finger told me this was so as I felt not only some grease but
also some spent semen.  I asked about his juicing capabilities and the
seller indicated that he could provide a bucket of boy juice, but not at
this instance.  Again I looked at the boy. He looked at me with a
willingness to obey.  I then offered one coin. The seller laughed.  No the
price was 5 coins. That, I indicated was outrageous. I noted the boy move
his fingers and showed me just 2.  Our haggling began. Finally after many
minutes of nodding and hand signals, I parted with my 2 coins and, with
leather rope attached to his waist, I lead the boy over to the corral, to
join my first purchase. I also gave the lad some fruit, which he devoured
with great haste.

At the ninth tent I had noticed a nice younger boy, possibly about my
age. His dark hair was again cut short but it was obvious the boy had not
been allowed to wash his hair for some time.  He was still unsold when I
returned and again indicated to the selling master my interest.  The same
ritual occurred, with the lad's tunic being removed so I could see his long
thin cock, with its abnormally long skin. His balls too had been forced low
with leather wraps. Again he was without any cock hair. My fingers this
time didn't feel any stubble, so perhaps, like myself, he had yet to grow a
bush.  Again I was shown his well-used and open arse, and again it was
obvious that he had been fucked recently.  By now his cock was very rigid
and I pulled the skin carefully down to reveal his knob. The cock was much
larger than my own and I smelt the funkiness of an unwashed cock. I also
noted that there was some dried white coating inside the skin. I assumed
this was his semen.  His face and his restrained smile surprised me. His
eyes seemed to have lost their sparkle. There was a look of pleading with
the boy. Then I noticed that one of his hands had been deformed and that he
only had four fingers. Also when I motioned him to walk he limped a
little. When he turned I sensed that he was fearful that I would reject him
for his deformities and I sensed also that he was about to give up hope. I
looked at him again.  I pointed out to the seller that the boy had
deformities. He brushed this aside indicating his arse could take a very
large cock, all this in very vivid hand gestures. The boy's face
dropped. However, I was determined not to loose this boy but also not to
pay too much.  Another large man now came into the tent. He surveyed the
few boys standing naked. Then he lifted up his robe showing a large, in
fact very large, rampant cock.  The seller thrust my selected lad his way
and with a one swift motion the man's large cock was rammed into the
boy. The man fucked with great harshness, and then pushed the boy away. He
grabbed a much smaller boy and again his cock was rammed hard into the poor
lad, who squealed with pain. The seller now grabbed the boy when the man
had fucked him for some minutes and thrashed the boy's bare buttocks with a
leather whip. The boy screamed louder and the seller whipped more. Finally
he threw the poor crying lad to one side, kicking him in his wrapped balls.
As I watched this beast of a man fuck another boy, I sensed my robe being
lifted and there kneeling beside me was a boy about 7 or 8 years. He ducked
his head in under my robe and then his moist lips encased my very hard
stiff cock. His ability to suck cock was of the highest order and soon I
was swooning as I delivered my limited jets of fresh cum into his
throat. He now ducked out showing his master his mouth full of my cum.
Whilst I was getting over my climax another boy, about 10 also lifted my
robe, this time around my arse and soon had his tongue and lips washing my
arse crack and hole.  My body was on fire with pleasure, as I watched an
older boy with a monster cock now ram it gently into the up-turned arse of
a very old man.  My cock had not softened even though I had climaxed and
now I was pulsing with sexual drive. The boy licking my arse now fingered
me with some grease and then lifted my robe and pressed his body against
me.  But it wasn't his cock that entered me. An older boy now took his
place and soon I was receiving a gently but satisfying fuck from a boy
about 14. He grabbed my body and whispered in my ear as he pleasured me.
Please buy the boy who was beaten. The master has threatened to kill him if
he isn't bought today.  "How much?" I whispered back.  The boy flexed his
cock inside me and again whispered that if I bought my first choice for 3
coins, then the master would give me the pair for the same price.  I looked
at the boy cowering at the side of the tent. The pace of my fucking now
increased and then the boy fired his cum inside my young arse. I turned and
kissed him and thanked him for his excellent fuck.  I turned and noted that
his cock was long and much thicker than even my fathers, so I was pleased I
had felt such a weapon, and with so much pleasure.  The entertainment was
now over, and the negotiations commenced again.
 Several boys found new owners and then the seller fronted me.  I indicated
my first choice and offered 2 coins. The seller laughed, opening his hand
to reveal many coins. The large rough man had paid 5 for his best
selection. Now I was only offering 2 and to think of all the pleasure his
boys had given me. I was insulting him.  I turned as if to walk out, but
instead I moved over to where the small crying battered boy lay. I touched
him and his face came into view. The tears had accumulated some dusty
streaks across his sweet face. I indicated for him to rise.  I rubbed my
hand gently over his bruised and battered bum cheeks. He flinched.  I
motioned him over to stand next to my first choice.  This was my last
offer. The two boys for 3 coin.

I joined both lads on the one leash and we strolled carefully to the
corral. A brief stop for fruit saw my boys beam with delight. Both had
remained naked as the seller refused to throw in their clothes, as I had
obtained them at a really outrageous price.  Both lads had nice cocks, and
I was looking forward to having some fun with them both. The little
battered lad was crying now, so I turned his face up with my hand. I told
him to cease crying as now he was going to a nice home.  This pair with
their beatings and deformities would slow our progress home, but I was
thrilled with my purchases.

When I arrived at our home my father and grandfather greeted me.  For the
first time I was fearful that my heart had allowed me to make a mistake.



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Times were harsh for people who had not been born into wealth.
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