Date: Mon, 19 Aug 2013 23:51:30 -0400 (EDT)
From: SFBruiser
Subject: Army of Lovers

(This story is based on the Sacred Band of Thebes, an elite unit of
soldiers who fought against the Spartans during the 4th century, B.C.
They were hand-picked because they were male lovers and it was thought
they would be devoted to each other by their mutual love.  According to
historians, the band actually existed and fought some major battles
against the Spartans)

Phillipos awoke in the arms of his lover, Diomedes.  It was early in
the morning and their limbs were intertwined.  Phillipos snuggled
closely to his man and listened to him breathing softly.  He inhaled
and could smell Diomedes' scent.  He loved his musky, sweet scent. They
had spent the night making passionate love after eating a hearty meal
of fish, figs, olives, fresh bread and lots of red wine.  Both of them
were drunk when they went to bed but not so drunk that they couldn't
have sex.

Diomedes was the dominant partner so he fucked Phillipos in every
position he could think of.  Finally, he had Phillipos sit on his cock
and fuck himself while Diomedes played with Phillipos' nipples and cock
until they were both dying to cum.  Diomedes told Phillipos to fuck
himself as fast and deeply as he could while he jerked Phillipos' cock
fast and furiously.  They both cried out with pleasure as Diomedes
filled his lover with cum while Phillipos spurted buckets of cum onto
Diomedes' torso.  Phillipos used a cloth to wipe his lover clean and
they sank into a deep, satisfied sleep.

The two had met two years before when Diomedes spotted Phillipos
running naked on the surf of a lake.  He lusted after the boy and knew
he wanted him.  Diomedes struck up a conversation and was delighted to
see that the boy lusted after him, too.  The boy was just beautiful and
Diomedes felt his cock harden under his tunic.  It didn't take much to
convince the boy to go home with him.

Once there, he stripped the boy naked, kissed him passionately and
fucked him.  He learned the boy had not been fucked often so Diomedes
tried to be gentle.  But he was so full of cum that he forced his way
into the boy's ass and fucked him hard.  He loved it when the boy
moaned with pleasure, particularly when Diomedes filled the boy's ass
with his hot cum.

Shortly after that, the boy, whose name was Phillipos, moved into
Diomedes' home.  They fucked every night and often during the early
morning or during the day.  They were both very happy.

During most days, Phillipos left to work as a stable boy, taking care
of horses for a wealthy Greek family.  Phillipos loved horses and knew
how to care of them.  He wasn't paid much, but it was an honest living.

By contrast, Diomedes was the son of a Greek landowner and statesman.
When Diomedes was 18, his father provided him with his own home.  All
that his father expected was that Diomedes learn how to buy and sell
land so he could follow in his father's footsteps.  So Diomedes had an
easy life.

Now that he had a lover, he often spent time sitting at his pool,
daydreaming about Phillipos.  Sometimes, he go inside and stroke his
cock. thinking about fucking Phillipos. until he came.  It really
turned him on. But he tried to restrain himself so fucking Phillipos
would be more pleasurable.
Diomedes loved to look at Phillipos's ass.  It was so perfectly shaped
and creamy.  Just seeing it made Diomedes horny and he could hardly
wait to stick his cock between those ass cheeks and fuck his lover with
all this might.

And Phillipos was always willing to be fucked.  His cock stayed rock
hard as he was fucked and Diomedes enjoyed reaching around and stroking
his lover's cock.  He soon learned how to time it so he could make
Phllipos cum at the same time that he filled his ass with his own cum.
By the same token, Phillipos loved Diomedes' body, particularly his
cock.  It felt so good in his ass and he loved feeling that cock going
in and out of his ass.  Most of all, he loved it when Diomedes shot his
cum up his ass.  It was so warm and creamy.  If he could cum at the
same time, it was a gift from the gods.

At times, he would come home from a day working in the horse stables
and find Diomedes reclining on a sofa, totally naked and with a hard
cock.  Phillipos would strip off his tunic and kneel before his lover,
sucking his glorious cock while his ass hole twitched in anticipation
of what was sure to come. And they made love as often as they could,
kissing passionately and enjoying every inch of each other's bodies.

After their night of drunken fucking, they got up, washed the sweat off
their bodies and put on their tunics and sandals.  Then they went to
meeting called by Gorgidas, a prominent military leader of Thebes.  The
city was at war with the Spartans and had already lost some battles to
the enemy.  So Gorgidas wanted to form a special unit composed of male
lovers.  His thought was that lovers would be more committed to each
other and willingly rush into danger to aid others, especially their
own lovers.

Diomedes and Phillipos looked at each other for a moment and agreed to
volunteer.  Thus, the Sacred Band of Thebes was formed, composed of 150
male lovers, mostly in their twenties.  It was an army of lovers.

The band was quickly taught how to do battle with the Spartans,
learning how to defend themselves and exploit weaknesses in the Spartan
way of fighting.  They learned that the Spartans used shields and a
14-inch sword.  So the Sacred Band was equipped with eight-foot spears
that would allow them lunge between and shields and pierce the body of
the Spartans.  The training was hard, but Diomedes and Phillipos could
sleep together in the military camp.

The first battle was at Tegyra, where the Sacred Band was outnumbered
2-1 by the Spartans.  The enemy advanced first, expecting to overwhelm
the band.  But Gorgidas had the band in a dense formation and lunge
their spears at the Spartans.  Faced for the first time by a unit that
was equally trained, the Spartans faltered and the band killed many of
their leaders.  Then Gorgidas had the band attack the Spartan flank.
The Spartans were completely routed and retreated.  The band got extra
wine that night.

The band engaged the Spartans several months later at Leuctra.  This
time Gorgidas used slightly different tactics but with the same result.
Over 1,000 Spartans were killed.  There was a great celebration in
Leuctra that night and Diomedes suffered only a mild wound to his arm
which Phillipos bandaged with great care and love.

The band engaged the Spartans again at Chaeronea and fully expected to
win.  But this time, the Spartans were led by Philip of Macedonia and
his son Alexander.  This time, the Spartans were also equipped with
spears so they matched the band in weapons. Alexander protected the
Spartan flank and concentrated on the band's flank.  He had clearly
learned from the first two defeats.

Alexander succeeded in outflanking the band and eventually routed the
Sacred Band.  Virtually every member of the band was killed, including
Diomedes, who was pierced in the chest by a Spartan spear.  Phillipos
screamed, dropped his spear and shield and tried desperately to rescue
his lover, but was quickly captured by the Spartans.

Alexander was a cruel commander and had Phillipos stripped naked.  Then
he ordered two soldiers to beat Phillipos with thin, wooden rods.  They
beat Phillipos all over his body, particularly on his nipples and his
cock and balls.  This was designed to punish a Theban who had caused
the Spartans such humiliation in two previous battles.  And Alexander
enjoyed seeing the captured Theban writhing and screaming in pain.  The
soldiers also seemed to enjoy inflicting pain on their former foe.

After Phillipos's body was covered with angry-looking red welts,
Alexander ordered that the boy be tied to a tree.  Then he had archers
shoot arrows into Phillipos' body.  The first arrows pierced just below
his rib cage and his abdomen.  Then arrows were shot into his thigh and
his exposed armpit.  The archers were determined to make Phillipos
agony last as long as possible.  Blood flowed from his wounds and
Phillipos felt his life draining away.

Finally, at Alexander's direction, one archer took careful aim and
fired an arrow right into the center of Phillipos' chest, piercing his
heart instantly.  Phillipos felt his life ebbing away.

In just a few minutes, Phillipos died and his last thoughts were of
Diomedes.  Thus did the two lovers die and the Sacred Band of Thebes
come to an end.