Date: Thu, 6 Oct 2011 03:12:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gladiator Charm School 4

Gladiator Charm School 4
By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have, any comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com

I expected Quintus would be the next to want a party, but it was
Apollodorus who contacted me first. He visited me and asked if he might
bring some friends to my villa for an event. I am not much of a host, but
the sum he offered was so good, I couldn't refuse. Apollodorus indicated
the group valued discretion greatly. I had to hire a cook, since my own
cook was capable only of simple fare. For the sum he was to pay me a simple
dinner was not appropriate.

Julius had a good cook and was willing to part with him when he was in
Rome.  The cook, Flavian, was a magician with food. I also bought several
younger men from Celer to act as serving boys. Celer had purchased a large
group of men in a deal, some of whom did not meet his standards for
Gladiators.  The young men were a good price.

They expected to work as agricultural laborers, so they were happy to be
household servants for me. The gladiators had broken them in, so they were
able to serve sexual needs if necessary. Two of them Junius and Septimius,
were handsome and would please anyone who liked Gladiators. They looked the
part.

I took Apollodorus to the gladiators' quarters and let him look at my men.
Not all of them would be suitable for his use, but I could train them,
since the party was two weeks away. He liked the idea of having a choice.

It was still summer and hot so all the men were naked. I normally visited
the quarters for training sessions so several men began to be hard in
anticipation of training. Apollodorus liked that and was appreciative of
the display. Apollodorus may well have had favorites in the group, but he
was clearly interested in all of them.  He was like a hunting dog on the
scent of game.

"Perhaps you might like to visit my baths," I said.  "The bath isn't as
handsome as Junius' establishment, but it is comfortable." I leaned close
to him and whispered in his ear, "The men have been working all day. You
might sample a few of them."

"How many might I sample?" he asked.

I smiled. "As many as you wish," I replied. "You are my esteemed guest."

"I don't know if I couldn't take them all," he whispered. "I would like to
try." Apollodorus was a wealthy Greek and didn't have the Roman sense of
propriety. Romans would pretend to be uninterested.  Several men who had
played with him at the party came over to us. We went to the bath with them
close behind.

He was most taken by a recently purchased redheaded giant from
Hibernia. The giant towered over the other men, even the German. He had no
ability to fight.  He looked frightening, but that was all.  He was
worthless in the arena. Celer sold him to me to save on the cost of feeding
him.  Apollodorus asked if the giant could join us in the bath.

Of course, I said yes. I was uneasy about allowing Apollodorus to meet an
untrained man, but the giant, who I had renamed the Hibernian Hercules
seemed gentle and to be incapable of violence.  He wasn't fully equipped
mentally either. Celer told me his attempts to train him were fruitless. He
just didn't understand and didn't retain anything you thought he
understood.

I wasn't sure he would be useful for me, but he was so physically striking
I thought he could play the Hibernian Hercules and be an ornamental living
statue at a party. The giant was big everywhere and a fully erect living
statue would be most popular.

I soon discovered Apollodorus had been on his best behavior at Junius'
party. His interest in man sex was far greater than he let on and he had
impressive sexual capacity. He certainly was willing to accommodate all of
me men.

When the Hibernian Hercules entered the bath, Apollodorus leaned over to
inspect the giant's organ, but decided to suck it.  When I saw it close up,
it was clear the organ was a wonder, but his monster balls were just as
impressive. Apollodorus could barely get one orb in his mouth.  His balls
were that big.

When you first saw the Hibernian Hercules naked, you assumed he had average
equipment. This was an optical illusion.  He was well proportioned.  His
"average" equipment was the length of a hand and as thick as a small tree
trunk. It was a club cock with the head no thicker than the shaft, a true
battering ram. Given his intellectual abilities, I had little hope that I
could train him to fuck without ripping his playmate in half. It would be a
stretch for me to take it not to mention a comparatively inexperienced
man. Apollodorus wasn't inexperienced, but he didn't crave huge cocks the
way I do.

I assumed the Hibernian Hercules liked sex, but that could be dangerous
with a man as large as he was. Ripping a new ass hole was one problem, but
if he rolled over, he might hurt a man due to his massive bulk.

The gods shined their faces on me. The Hibernian Hercules was a lover, not
a fighter.  He indeed loved sex, but was gentle and considerate. He was
affectionate and loving. He also seemed to like Apollodorus.

I would be more correct to say our Hercules was as gentle as a man who
possessed his massive sex drive could be. He wanted to fuck and he wanted
his organ lodged in a warm, tight ass. He was not at all shy about his
desires and given his size, he always got what he wanted. He possessed no
tendency toward restraint, or to hold back.

As I said, the gods made their faces to shine upon me. Apollodorus had many
of the same characteristics as the Hibernian Hercules. He was a sexual
athlete and was more than willing to explore the possibilities. He had
never been with a man as big and strong as Hercules.

Being a good Roman I had a sense of decorum. I understood how a man of my
station in life and wealth should act. Neither Apollodorus nor the
Hibernian Hercules had any restraints at all. I was shocked and excited by
their uninhibited sexual antics. As is the case with most men, the sense of
shock faded, while the excitement grew.

Most men want to be in control, they naturally want to command and direct.
That is especially true of wealthy men of rank. They are accustomed to
using other men and women for their own purposes, for either personal gain,
or pleasure. I came to understand that some men are sexually stimulated by
being used by persons of inferior rank. It is unseemly and forbidden, and
thus exciting.

The Hibernian Hercules picked Apollodorus up, flipped him over and sucked
on the Greek's cock as the Greek sucked him. This was immensely
undignified, but mutually enjoyable.  Apollodorus seemed especially
pleased.  I later found out that our Hercules' bull balls' produced sweet
man juices in excess, and Apollodorus regarded these as a great delicacy.

The Hibernian Hercules was most attentive to the Greek's cock and balls,
but seemed particularly interested in his anus. He licked it and wanted to
get his tongue into the tight hole.  This excited Apollodorus greatly.

After some time in this play, Hercules let Apollodorus down on his back,
pushed his legs back and eased his cock into the Greek's spit lubricated
ass. Of course, the Greek had slobbered on his cock, so he was well
lubricated. Eased is not the right word, but forced wasn't right either.

Much to my surprise, the monster cock fit. The Hibernian Hercules had a
secret way to fuck, that I experienced later. He entered the ass when he
was about three quarters hard. After a half dozen strokes, he would become
fully erect in the ass, sparing the sphincter form damage. Hercules
possessed a cock that tapered as it vanished into his red bush. That also
made it comparatively easy on his playmate's sphincter, but the rest of the
cock filled the rectum entirely.

Apollodorus was winded and shocked, but not in pain. By the time he got his
wits back, he was both totally fucked and feeling great pleasure. Hercules
could do anything he wanted. It eventually became clear Hercules and
Apollodorus wanted the same thing. Hercules used spit for the first
entry. He preferred sperm. He would pull out and hold Apollodorus' ass open
so other men could shoot their loads in him. Hercules they re-entered the
semen fill hole.

Septimius was the first to provide the special lubricant. Apollodorus love
this.  I thought it was the coupling of the handsome man that attracted the
Greek, but later Didimus fucked him too.  It was the orgasm, the semen and
the cock he liked.

Apollodorus was a big man, but the Hibernian Hercules treated him as a
doll.  He put then Greek's legs on his shoulders, skewered him again and
then lifted him up, supported by his arms and Hercules' erect cock. He then
carried the Greek around the bath and lowered his head so he could suck
whichever cock was nearest.

This display was both shocking and titillating. It was unseemly that a man
of wealth should be so obviously sexually excited with slaves
watching. Looking back, I realized this was an odd reaction for me. All of
my older Gladiators had fucked me, and all had fucked me to an orgasm. It
wasn't a secret that I like man sex. They all had an intimate knowledge of
my sexual anatomy. They had all watched me spurt my man seed. When I
stopped and thought about it, I realized not only had they seeded my ass, I
also had taken their sperm directly from their cocks.

I enjoyed the Corsican Cheetah's man seed many times; he was my closest
Gladiator friend. The rest of the sex with gladiators was for training not
for personal pleasure. I do admit the Donkey and the German Chieftain were
particular favorites. When I had insomnia, I would suck the

Chieftain all night long taking every drop of his man seed.  While he could
all but sleep through an orgasm, his balls were always full. I think the
Donkey could fuck in his sleep. Both he and the Chieftain could climax many
times, so even if I didn't get much sleep, the time passed quickly.

Apollodorus' overt interest in man sex was close to being like my own
covert interest. I assumed my men would feel disdain for men who
surrendered themselves to sexual pleasure. If they felt disdain, it didn't
show.  They seemed to like Apollodorus and admired his stamina.

Apollodorus enjoyed his time in the bath.  He asked me if my event for him
could be equally uninhibited. "I hope you might provide something different
for us," Apollodorus said as he left. "The last party was entirely
original. I assume your imagination hasn't run dry." He also offered to pay
more for something unique.  I said I would do what I could. Apollodorus
returned to his home a happy man.  He would return with his guests in two
weeks.

I hardly slept that night trying to think of something new. Our Roman taste
for new sensations, oddities, curiosities and spectacles could be a
problem.  If you failed to produce what was needed, you would soon lose
your popularity.

Didimus went to Celer's villa that morning to see if there were any new men
suitable for my use. He got along with Celer's headman and helped him out
when he had a poor shipment. The headman, Secundus, could buy men without
Celer's approval.  He and Celer had similar tastes. Often he would a buy a
group of men at bargain prices, but Secundus liked to get rid of the weaker
purchases before Celer saw the group.

That morning, Celer had mixed group of prisoners of war. Some were good
gladiator material, but it also included some circus performers and freaks
that had been part of a defeated general's staff. These men were of some
value as entertainment, but Celer wanted only high quality fighting men. He
felt mixing circus freaks and fighting men was a problem for sales. His
customers had to know they were getting first-rate gladiators, not
entertainers.

I needed men who looked like gladiators and entertainment value was useful
as long as they were sexually proficient and possessed a cock and an
asshole. I was surprised to find Didimus and six men in the atrium when I
woke.

Didimus explained. "They were unbelievably cheap! I think they will clean
up well.  They were on their way to the mines. No one ever lives long
there, so they were most willing to serve us. Apollodorus wants some
variety. These men will meet that need admirably."

I looked at them in the dim morning light. I thought they were very young
at first and then I realized they were dwarfs. Dwarfs and gladiators would
meet some my need for something new. I might pair my giant German, Viking,
or red haired Hercules with a diminutive dwarf.  That would be sure to
amuse.

"Could they survive a coupling with one of the Gladiators?" I asked.

"Some might," Didimus replied. "I think they would rather take their chance
with the German's cock, than a slow, but certain death in a dark mine in
Africa. They were very economical." Didimus was always quite sensible. I
might think one could survive in a galley or in a mine, but there were, for
all practical purposes death sentences.

"We can select who they are paired with and improve the odds," Didimus
added.  I sent them off to the baths to be cleaned. I would look at them
after a bath and in full sunlight. I wasn't entirely sold on Didimus'
scheme, but he was a clever man and he saw potential.

It was a busy day and I didn't return to consider the new men until late in
the afternoon. Four were true dwarfs, the other two were small, or young
men. Only three of the spoke Latin, two spoke Greek and one some language
no one spoke. The best guess was a German language of some sort. Didimus
had introduced them to the other men and told them what he was thinking
about. When he told them there were to be sex toys for wealthy Roman
Patricians, they took that in stride.

Curiously, when he told them our clients were all male, they became more
enthusiastic. They were unsuited for marriage, no one wanted to marry a
diminutive man, so they were use to all male sex.  They also seemed to be
accustomed to rough treatment.  They had no objection to our scheme.

It seemed to me that this was demeaning, but it seemed like easy work to
them. Mistreatment was their normal situation and regular sex could only be
so bad as far as they were concerned. By the time I met them all was well.

They weren't what I expected. They were odd looking and curiously
shaped. That I did expect. I didn't expect them to be real men. We met in
the baths. I was with Didimus. Coursi, the Donkey and our red headed
Hercules. It had been a long, hard day so were drank some wine as we
relaxed in the warm baths.

The new men came in, cleaned up, with newly cut hair. I felt like a giant
in the land of Dwarfs. That was a good feeling. Didimus had given them
names from the Greeks.  These were rather grand names for the small men,
and it was amusing. Several were normally proportioned men at a small
scale. Three had nearly normal trunks, but had short legs and arms. They
were all naked of course. I also had assumed they were young. Two were
young men, but the others were fully adult, and two were nearly a
half-century-old.

Their eye level was our cock level, so they had easy access to our
genitals. They took full advantage of this. Cock sucking is a good way to
make friends quickly, and this they did. One of the older men, Minos, and
the youngest, Ganymede, attended to me. Minos had a big head and truck,
with small extremities. His cock was full sized.  He had a massive beard
and wild hair. Ganymede was small and delicate looking and almost hairless.

Ganymede fed me his cock as Minos took mine. I could swallow Ganymede's
cock and balls. It was fun to lick his balls and cock at the same time. His
balls were productive and oozed a sweet juice. He traded places with
Minos. Minos was very manly and muscular.  His cock was a mouthful. I was
shocked when he filled my mouth with his creamy seed. He moaned, twitched
and shivered as he released his manly juices.

He had seemed like a doll or a toy until he flooded my mouth with his
steamy seed. I suddenly realized he was a man with the same basic features
of everyman. I could feel his heart beating as his cock squirted his creamy
load.

"I'm sorry, Master," he said in his correct but heavily accented Latin. "I
didn't realize I was so close."

"I like a cream appetizer before dinner," I said.

"I can do an appetizer or a desert," he replied. I returned my mouth to his
cock and milked the remains of his orgasm. There was still more cream
oozing from his manly parts. I sucked Ganymede again and he too shot off. I
had a finger in his ass when he exploded.  He was nowhere near as
productive as Minos, but he shot off with considerable force tickling my
tongue.  I felt his little ass nut get hard as a rock just before.

Novelty plays a role in most entertainments and both Ganymede and Minos
would be of interest. I know the way Didimus thought and assumed he
selected the most responsive of the new men for my pleasure. As I hadn't
ejaculated yet, I looked at the other men in the bath to see if anyone was
available.  Of course, I could take anyone I wanted.  I owned them all. I
felt it was unwise to get between and muscular gladiator, trained to kill
and the object of his affection. He might take it badly and I might end up
with a broken neck. I also knew that affection rarely lasts long after an
orgasm, and I had no objection to a sperm filled ass.

Indeed, I discovered there were advantages to this. After a man has been
ravaged by one of my big men, my own cock, which is only slightly above
average size, is a relief. Of course you cannot complain when the German
stretches you hole to the limit, but you can be appreciative when you
master's more average cock allows your hole to return it it's normal
diameter.

This worked well for me and well as for most of my guests. Big meat may
excite everyone, but my men can take the average endowments of my guests
with considerable and genuine pleasure.

Our redheaded Hercules was new too, but he was playing with the youngest
looking of the men. Hercules was on his back and the little man sat on his
crotch with his legs wrapped around Hercules' monster cock. It looked as if
the small man possessed the big man's huge organ. The effect was like one
of those Greek orgy vases where the satyrs sport monster organs. The small
man's own equipment was completely hidden by Hercules' cock.

Didimus had selected a name for the small man, but he had already been
called Hercules Minor by the men. The red haired man became Hercules
Major. This caused great merriment since the Major and Minor names were
typical of upper class patricians and no one could have been less patrician
our Hercules Major and Minor. The two men got along well and Minor made a
great show of trying to get his mouth wide enough to take Major's bloated
cock head.

The Donkey had one dwarf skewered on his cock.  It was hard to believe his
long cock could fit in the Dwarf's ass and not stick out of the dwarf's
mouth. The dwarf was winded, but erect. Didimus had named the dwarf Midas,
and Donkey claimed to be looking for gold.  This man couldn't speak a
language anyone could understand.

The Donkey would lift the dwarf off his cock so that only his knob was in
the small man's ass. He would then lower the small man and we could watch
Donkey's cock vanish. The effect was both comic and titillating.  It looked
like a magic trick.  Midas was gasping for breath and moaning. A little
later, I saw Donkey kissing the man and holding him tight. The man seemed
to respond. This was very odd, since the Donkey was not prone to be
emotional at all. Donkey took Midas under his care and protection.  They
became a couple.

My Corsican Cheetah was with the oldest of the dwarf's, Pilos. Oddly, it
looked as if Pilos had taken Corsi as a playmate. Pilos had a white beard
and full-sized, fully erect genitals. I suspected Pilos was adaptable to
any sexual situation.

Didimus was with the remaining small person, the other young man. I wasn't
sure that man was a dwarf.  He could have been just small and young; it was
hard to judge. Didimus had his arm around his shoulders and fondled his
balls with the other hand.  The young man got up and stood on the bench so
Didimus could suck him. The man smiled as his genitals vanished in the
older man's mouth. The next time I looked at them, the young man's erect
cock was unexpectedly long and thin.  I realized it was ideal for the
novice.

I went to bed early that night. It's wasn't a restful sleep since thoughts
of possible ways to use the new men drifted into my mind. Didimus and the
Corsican Cheetah had a similar experience. We all saw the possibilities,
but were unsure how to realize the potential.