Date: Sun, 01 Aug 1999 21:14:45 GMT From: Joe Camp <idc90@hotmail.com> Subject: My Hadrian 10 My Hadrian Part 10 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 10 I had to scream and push hard against my lover, as the gods sent a strong jolt rushing throughout my body. My cock was jerking as my juices were expelled between my Hadrian's legs. I was near fainting, as my cum shot from me. My erastes was grunting, and I felt his hot seed shooting out of his dick, between our bodies. We lay hugging, as our panting slowed to more normal breathing. My Hadrian gave me a hard hug, as he whispered in my ear, "I feel like I'm 16 again. That is just what Caelius and I did, so many years ago." I cleansed my erastes of our cum with my tongue, and he was smiling at me with his face full of love. I got one of the towels and the wash water the servants had left to bath us clean. As I slipped back into my Hadrian's arms, he turned me so I was laying on my side, with my back to him. I knew he still needed more. My Hadrian needed my ass. It was only moments after he had oiled my butt, before he was pushing his big cock into me. We both had to sigh to the gods, as he bottomed out deep inside me, where only my erastes with his long fat dick can reach. It seemed to be only seconds before my cock started jerking, and my ass twitching, as the gods sent forth my life forces once again. My Hadrian was grunting, as I felt each of his hot splashes entering deep into me. I placed my hand on my erastes butt, and pulled him tight against me. He wrapped me tight in his arms, and his cock was still hard in me, as I drifted off to sleep. I have no idea what time it was when I awoke. It was still deep dark outside our tent. The movement of my Hadrian's hard cock inside me woke me up. I wasn't sure if he was awake or not, but he was humping against me. I helped him by tightening and loosening my ass muscles, and he soon pushed against me and groaned as he shot once more. The guard on duty woke us just before sunrise. We had time to clean up before stepping outside the tent. We really needed to. Our bed had the strong smell of cum, and so did we. I loved it as I cleansed my Hadrian. I washed and dried every spot on him, before he washed the dried cum from me. We didn't bother dressing before we stepped outside the tent to watch the work of the gods. The sun was just lighting the East, as we stood there. As it got lighter and lighter, Hadrian slipped his arm around my shoulders, and hugged me tight against him. We stood there naked before the gods, in awe of all their wonderful power, as Apollo's chariot once again carried the light of the sun to the world. I was sure Hadrian couldn't be skeptical of the gods at that moment! We were very quiet, as our servants came to dress us, and pack for the trip back down the mountain. Even the servants and slaves were overcome with awe for the gods. No one said anything that didn't have to be said, and then only in a whisper. The reverence wasn't broken until we stopped for our noon meal. I think everyone had been doing the same as I had, all morning long. I had been praying to every god I could remember; thanking them for their being, and their care of the world for us mortals. As we were sailing towards Rome, the Emperor had the ships stop at Naples. He wanted to visit one of his clay sewer pipe factories not far from Naples. He wanted to talk to his managers about the things he had learned in Pergamum, about the consistency of the clay. He had learned that was one of the reasons Pergamum clay pipe was so superior to what his factories were producing. We docked and made our way to the Governor's palace. I don't know what the Emperor said to the Governor, but the Governor left my Hadrian after just a few hours, and he was grinning. My Hadrian wasn't bothered with any more government problems during our stay there. We rode out to the factory. My Hadrian talked to the manager and showed him what he wanted changed. We were soon ready to leave, and my erastes decided he wanted to show me Mount Vesuvius. We wouldn't be climbing it, but just get close to where Pompeii had been. I didn't know the story of Pompeii, so my erastes told me about how Mount Vesuvius had erupted 45 years earlier. Emperor Titus was reigning at the time, and Hadrian said he had felt the heavy hand of the gods. The gods had buried Pompeii and Herculaneam entirely and killed over 2000 people. So thoroughly were the cities buried that you couldn't even find exactly where they had been. Pompeii had a population of over 20,000 at the time of the eruption, so it was a blessing more lives weren't lost. My Hadrian explained that the Sarnus river had changed its course and the sea beach was raised in height. The landmarks were entirely different after the eruption, so even the people that had been living there only had a general idea of where their old homes had been. As we returned to Naples from seeing the wrath of the gods, I prayed they would never get that angry while my Hadrian reigned. Once we had returned to Naples and rested a few days, I thought we would continue on to Rome. I was in my chamber having breakfast, when my erastes entered. He sat and nibbled a few grapes, as he told me to get ready for a trip of a few days. My Hadrian informed me we would be leaving in just a hour for the villa Rome had inherited from Emperor Tiberius, on the Isle of Capri. I had learned enough to know the Isle of Capri wasn't far, as it is located in the bay near Naples. I had to wrap my arms around my erastes' neck and kiss him, as he told me it would just be him and me. As we sailed across the bay, Hadrian told me a little about where we would be staying. The villa had been built by the Emperor Tiberius, and he had lived there during the last twenty years of his life. Hadrian said the villa had a magnificent library Emperor Tiberius had collected, and he never returned to Rome once he moved there. My Hadrian is aware of my intense interest in libraries, and always indulges me as I look and roam through every one I find. We were soon at the villa, and as Stephen and Hadrian's servant got our things unpacked, We headed for the library. My Hadrian led the way until we got to a doorway. He then smiled at me and pointed with his head that I was to go first. The caretakers keep the whole place very clean, and nowhere was that more evident than in the library. I started looking around, and there were beautiful statues placed around the room in just the right spots to show them off to their best. There were shelves holding plates, jugs, bowels, and every form of pottery you can imagine. The scrolls were neatly placed and protected. I had been looking around for some minutes, before it started to dawn on me. I randomly picked a scroll and started reading. I didn't have to read far before my suspicions were being confirmed. I got another scroll from a different area, and read part of it. I looked over at my erastes, and he was grinning so hard he was having trouble keeping from laughing. He just nodded his head as he told me, "Yes, Antinous. The worlds biggest library containing nothing but pornography." He started laughing, and so did I. I started looking at the designs on the pottery much more closely. I was moving around the room without picking anything up, when I spotted one I had to turn to see the design well. I couldn't keep from giggling, as I took the bowel over to where my erastes was looking at a pot. I just smiled as I showed it to him, and he grinned back at me. The bowel showed a man and boy laying face to face, with the boy on top. We both knew we were thinking about our night on top of Mount Etna. I gently placed it back where I had gotten it, before moving on. I found some drawings on papyrus that seemed very old, as they were already crumbling. They depicted naked boys with enormous erect cocks. In some, the boy would be jerking on his dick. A few showed one boy with two enormous erect dicks. Another spot had items that depicted naked girls or women. They weren't engaged in sexual play or showing themselves in a sexual way. I didn't have any interest in them. Nearby was a large area of pottery with men with oversized erections chasing naked women and men fucking women from the rear doggy style. There were women sitting on an enormous phallus and men sucking on a woman's tit while fucking her. One area had nothing but pottery showing men fucking boys. Most showed the boy laying face down, with the man penetrating him from above. A few showed the boy in my Hadrian's favorite position for me. They were on their backs with their legs on the man's shoulders. In the area next to that, I found several bowels and jugs that showed boys sucking on men's dicks, and even a few that showed men sucking on boys dicks. My erastes was standing beside me when he picked up a jug that showed a man fucking a boy, and turned it around. He seemed surprised by what he saw, and so of course I had to see it too. It showed a man on his back with his legs on his chest. There was a boy fucking him, just as my Hadrian likes to fuck me. I didn't say anything when I saw the embarrassed look on my erastes' face. Hadrian took the jug and sat down in a chair. He was turning the jug back and forth, looking first at one side, then the other. He absently looked up at me and asked me to read him one of the stories. I selected a scroll at random, and started reading aloud. It was a very descriptive story of an erastes making love to his eromenos. By the time I finished reading the story, my erastes and his eromenos both had tents. My erastes reached out his hand to me, as I rolled the scroll back up. He held my hand all the way to his bedchamber. I couldn't help but notice he still had the jug in his other hand. Hadrian called for our servants as we neared his chamber. They came hurrying down the hallway, and we could all tell my Hadrian was in a rush. The servants quickly helped us undress, and Stephen rushed to put the oil on the table beside the bed. We all knew my Hadrian couldn't wait much longer. His big cock was as hard as I had ever seen it, and the head showing from his foreskin was dark purple. I was just as hard, and wanting that cock of his just as bad. I lay on the bed and lifted my legs. My erastes was oiling my ass, as I was preparing his dick. We were working so fast that my Hadrian was starting into me before the servants even got out of the chamber. I had to groan as he hit bottom. The feel of his pubic hair crushed against my butt as so hot. I was humping my butt against him urging my Hadrian on. He started taking strong, powerful strokes, and he groaned his need. He was pounding into my ass in just moments, and I was begging the gods for release. My erastes cock drove past the home of the gods one more time, and I had to scream as they sent their happiness through my body. My ass was as tight as it could get around Hadrian's fat cock, as I strained against the gods grip. My cum was being shot from my dick with so much force the first shot landed in Hadrian's beard. My Hadrian was screaming and grunting at the same time, and I knew the gods were being good to him. He was shoved hard against me, and I could feel his cock swell with each shot of his cum. Seven or eight times his cock would swell then a hot splash of his cum; relax, and swell again as more cum left his body for mine. 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