Date: Tue, 3 Dec 2013 20:45:43 +0000
From: Magnus Seagreen <seagreenmagnus@outlook.com>
Subject: Magnus the Mage 2

Chapter Two: At the General Gracchus Inn

A couple of hours passed as the mage's quill scratched away and the candle
burned lower.  The sounds of music and laughter, dimly audible from
downstairs, gradually diminished till master and slave were left in
silence.  Then there came a gentle knock at the door.  "Come in" said the
mage.  The door opened to reveal the grinning face of Lepidus the servant
boy.  "Ah there you are dear boy! I trust your duties are all finished, and
that you will not be missed for half an hour or so?"  "That's right, master
Mage!".  Lepidus entered the room, glancing across at Callixtus still
sitting cross legged on the rug by the fire.  How charming Lepidus looked,
thought Magnus.  Was that a flush of embarrassment on his cheeks, or just
the reflection from the glow of the fire in the grate?

The mage rose and approached Lepidus.  Callixtus was uncertain what if
anything he was supposed to do but he knew that if his master rose to his
feet then he must too.  The mage reached towards Lepidus's waist, and
gently drew off his leather belt.  Then he eased the tunic from his
shoulders.  It fell to the ground, revealing Lepidus's undergarments, which
as was usual in the Empire consisted of a small white linen breechcloth.
Without a word, Lepidus stepped out of his tunic and stooped down to
unlatch and remove his sandals.  Then he stood up again, avoiding looking
at the mage.

Callixtus, who still had no idea what was about to happen but was gradually
becoming aware of what this might presage, stared in fascination as the
mage slipped off his own tunic - which was snowy white, in contrast to the
seagreen of his travel cloak, which hung on a peg by the door.  Magnus
removed his own sandals, then pulled the drawstring of his breechcloth,
which fell to his feet revealing his rigidly tumescent member.  It was of
moderate girth and slightly above average size, projecting out from his
smooth shaved groin and jutting upwards at a curvaceous angle.  Lepidus
untugged the string of his own breechcloth to reveal his own member, which
was long and thin but as yet flaccid.  The servant boy, like the mage, had
no pubic hair but was entirely smooth.  However, the mage had some hair on
his legs and his chest, whereas Lepidus's body was entirely shaved and
hairless. They looked at each other and grinned, and Magnus gestured
towards the bed.

The naked servant boy climbed up on the bed and took up a position kneeling
on all fours.  Magnus climbed up behind him as Lepidus, blushing furiously
with a mixture of excitement and embarrassment, looked over his shoulder at
him.  Lepidus was no virgin - he had tumbled with a number of local
wenches, and had also on occasion supplemented his meagre wages with inn
customers who were prepared to pay for sex with him.  But he had never
performed in front of an audience before, and even though Callixtus was
only a slave, nevertheless he found the other boy's presence uncomfortable.

  Magnus, on the other hand, derived a great deal of satisfaction from the
prospect of having an audience.

"Callixtus, would you please look in my travel bag on the desk and bring me
the small bue flask you will find there."  He said this without looking at
the slave, but fondled his rampantly erect member as he fixed his eyes
fixed intently on Lepidus and his totally glabrous and glorious nudity,
gleaming in the glow of candles and firelight.

 Callixtus obediently found the vial and brought it uncertainly to his
master.

 "Remove the stopper, and spread some of the contents on your
fingers...good...now apply it here, if you please."  Callixtus had greased
his fingers with a colourless and odourless viscous liquid he had found in
the vial, and now - blushing furiously - applied it gingerly to the tip of
Magnus's cock.

 "Don't be shy, boy - spread it all along the shaft."  Callixtus complied.
The mage's tumescent member felt gratifyingly large and warm.  Soon,
Callixtus had it well slicked, although to add to his embarrassment his own
member had started to twitch into life.

"Thank you Callixtus.  Now please place that cushion under Lepidus's belly,
and stand back a little from the bed.  But pay attention, for I may need
you."

 Callixtus did as he was bid, then moved back and continued to watch.  His
breath was coming in short shallow bursts, and his own member was now as
fully erect as Magnus's, although he was glad to note that neither the mage
nor the servant looked in his direction; naked as he was, there was no
hiding his excitement.

Magnus shifted himself closer to Lepidus's proffered arse and gently
slapped his turgid cock on the boy's back, then drew it across his globular
bum cheeks and rubbed it gently against the boy's crack.  Lepidus, whose
own member was now rapidly swelling, exhaled loudly.  Now Magnus started
rubbing his glans against the boy's cherry, till it was slick with gel, and
very gently started to slip it inside.  Lepidus let out a loud groan.  When
the glans was inside, Magnus waited for a while so the boy could get used
to it, then slowly slid the shaft in deeper.  Lepidus, face down on the
bed, gave a muffled cry of pain as the mage's cock slid deeper inside him,
until the mage had penetrated him to his full length.  Then he gently and
slowly pulled it partially out, and in again, proceeding with an ever
faster rhythm to fuck the boy, who groaned in pain and pleasure.

Callixtus watched entranced, his own cock twitching, as the mage now
started to fuck Lepidus vigorously.  After several minutes the mage
suddenly gave a loud groan and thrust his whole body forward, leaning down
on the boy's back and nuzzling the nape of his neck.

This sight was too much for Callixtus, who grabbed his own cock and gave it
a few tugs - it only needed two or three and then suddenly the slave
ejaculated all over his belly, trying to suppress his own groans in case
the other two noticed.  But they were engrossed in each other.  Slowly,
Magnus withdrew his reddened and engorged cock from Lepidus's hole, and
wiped it casually on the cheeks of the boy's buttocks.  Then he
straightened up and stood off the bed.  "Thank you, dear boy" he said,
"that was most pleasurable."

Magnus moved over to his desk, took a small leather pouch and handed it to
Lepidus, who was flushed with exertion, although his own erection had
rapidly disappeared as soon as the mage had started pumping him.  "You may
keep the pouch as well as the contents.  I hope that next time I am passing
you will be equally accomodating."  "Thank you, Master Mage!" said Lepidus,
grinning at the clink of coin in spite of his raw arse.  He quickly got
dressed and left.  Just before he left the room, Magnus caught him in his
arms, embraced him, and planted a kiss on his forehead.  Lepidus, smiling
happily, bade him a cheery goodnight.

"Well Callixtus" said the mage, turning to his slave, "I see you enjoyed
yourself as well."  Callixtus blushed furiously.  His own member was
rapidly deflating, but still swung heavily down, and the splatter of sperm
over his belly and the string descending from the tip of his knob spoke all
to clearly of his inability to control himself.  But as his master seemed
amused rather than annoyed, he cleaned himself as best he could with his
hands.  Soon, the mage was fast asleep in his comfortable bed.  Callixtus
reflected that the bed was easily big enough to accomodate both of them,
but it was not his place as a slave to share his master's bed.  Besides,
the rug was comfortable and the fire, though low, still gave off a
comfortable heat.  The room was heavy with the scent of wine and candles
and sex.  The slave boy curled up on the rug, his mind a confused mix of
strange feelings, and surrendered himself to sleep.