Date: Mon, 8 Mar 2010 15:28:06 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Rome and the Romans Pt.3

Usual Rules
This is a short chapter, but I promise another one in a couple of days.

			    Rome and the Romans
				 Chapter 3
				 The Orgy

Many of the most powerful men in Rome were at the estate of Marcus for a
night of pleasure. All of the pleasure slaves were clad in fine tunics of
many different colours. They were all stunning but the Nubians surpassed
all except Haaken. They were clad in white silk tunics with gold
slippers. They were absolutely magnificent, their skin, lightly oiled shone
in the lamp light. Caesar was mouth agape at their beauty and asked Marcus
for a show, one of the Nubians to make love to one of the Norsemen.

Marcus chose Per and quickly a sort of arena was cleared with all the
guests round it arrayed on cushions, many of them with the pleasure slaves
already naked and being fondled. The Nubian started to make love to Per the
way he had been taught during the previous month. There was plenty of
mutual pleasuring with both boys being rampantly hard almost from the
start. Both naked they looked amazing. Without doubt the best, and most
erotic part of the show was the Nubian entering Per in the missionary
position and patently both boys loved it despite the enormous size of the
Nubian's penis. The applause when both boys had orgasmed was testament to
the enjoyment they had given.

Caesar next asked for Alexander to attend him with his slave. Alexander had
surpassed himself in the magnificence with which he had clad Haaken. The
boy was wearing a silk tunic laced with gold. The blue of the tunic matched
the colour of his eyes perfectly and the gold was the same pale gold colour
of his hair. The sandals and belt matched perfectly. Beneath the tunic he
wore a plain white breech cloth pulled up tight so that there was no clue
to his appendage size.

"Alexander, this is a magnificent display. I can see my friends are already
enjoying the pleasuring from your slaves. I think I may have need of your
services on my staff. We will talk more tomorrow, come and take wine with
me at sundown. Now though I would like to see this beautiful boy you have
with you. Please strip him for me."

Alexander dared not show anything other than pleasure at Caesar's request
but Haaken showed signs of embarrassment.

"You spoil him Alexander I can see. A slave should not feel embarrassed
stripping for his Master."

"I beg your forgiveness allowing this slave to think he is a free man oh
great Caesar, but he gives me such pleasure and has become more like a
friend than a slave."

Caesar laughed.

"Alexander, even if I were a stupid man I would know that is only part
truth. My minstrels are singing songs about Alexander and Haaken, and the
great love that Alexander has for his Norse god."

Alexander blushed furiously.

"I will not defile your lover Alexander but I would like all of my friends
to see him as you see him when you are making love to him. Please strip him
and show us his beauty with an erect phallus."

Haaken was blushing now as Alexander undid his belt and his sandals before
removing his tunic. There were many gasps at the magnificence of Haaken's
body, even more so when Alexander removed his breech cloth. The applause
when Alexander had coaxed Haaken's long thick phallus to an erection was
almost as deafening as it had been after the exhibition by Per and the
Nubian.

Caesar rose from his cushions and stroked Haaken's body including his cock
and balls.

"Truly you are blessed Alexander, this boy is the most incredibly beautiful
slave I have ever seen. Bring him with you every time we meet, I would like
to feast my eyes on him."

He took Alexander in his arms and whispered in his ear, "Humour this old
man. I can't make love to him, but I can find joy in looking at him."

Alexander was shocked, Caesar had as good as told him he was impotent, a
secret he would never dare release to another soul.

"Thank you mighty Caesar, it will be my pleasure."

Haaken dressed again and was asked to circulate among the other guests to
be surveyed not purveyed. The whole night was a resounding success. When
Alexander spoke to the pleasure slaves the next morning everyone of them
thanked him and said how enjoyable their night had been. No chastisers, no
nasty objects, all of them were a little sore from enthusiastic lovers but
none had been abused.

Haaken was pleased for his master and for his friends who were all in high
spirits as they returned to the villa.

Marcus was inordinately proud of his son, now a favourite of Caesar,
heralding the opportunity to garner great wealth.

Within a week Alexander was inundated with requests to organise orgies at
other villas, and train pleasure slaves throughout Rome. The prices he
charged were outrageous but he was learning the value of supply and
demand. His price was just high enough for him to be able to cope with the
demand. The bonus was of course fantastic sex with a bevy of beautiful
slaves and the voyeurism in him watching the training. His Norse slaves
were wonderful teachers but Haaken was only used to instruct, not take
part.  Life was good when you were only nineteen years old, a favourite of
Caesar and the teacher of pleasure slaves. But, like all good things they
don't last forever.

Alexander felt safe, Haaken never even considered the idea of danger in
their environment so riding without escort became a normal activity,
sometimes taking them well into the country outside Rome.
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Disaster in the next chapter.