Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2005 17:57:06 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill <bil47_new@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Only Boy on Calisto (Revised)

The Only Boy on Calisto
by Bill

[Author's Note:  When I first started this, I had two totally
different plots in my head: a SciFi story featuring "virtual
reality", and an historical one set in the distant past.  I ended
up combining both elements in the same story.  Hope it works!]


Date: 2101.003
Point of transmission: Moon Calisto - Planet Jupiter
Priority: Low
Encryption: Affirmative

Dear Cousin Bijon -

Hey Cuz! It's been, like, FOREVER since I wrote to you! How are
you doing? Oh, man! I have a lot of stuff to share with you on
this transmission! And I'm REAL glad we both downloaded that
encryption software a while back. This is really private stuff;
OK?

By the way... Happy New Century! (Bet you thought the 22nd
century started last year... right? Wrong!) I would have written
to you 3 days ago on the big day, but Calisto was behind Jupiter,
and low-priority transmissions to Earth were blacked out.

Thanks for the great Christmas present! How did you ever get a
beta copy of "Galactic Driver 2" for Playstation VIII? Hope it
didn't cost you a lot of credits.

I know I mention this every time I write to you, but it's so
weird being the only kid on this entire friggin moon. The next
youngest person is WAY older than me... like, 21. (At least he's
really nice - he's a com-tech named Arrik. I'll tell you more
about him in a second.) Anyhow, I've been here for almost a year
and there's still only 36 people *total* on this entire hunk of
ugly rock. The Company (you know - InterplanetaryMineralCorp) is
going to expand this station eventually, but I think Dad and me
will be back on Luna by then.  I wish I was over on Moon Io,
where they have an actual colony with a bunch of kids. And I'd
give ANYTHING to be on Earth (you lucky bastard!). But Dad is
really happy about getting appointed chief geologist for this
project, and (as he keeps reminding me) I actually DID beg him to
let me come along on this assignment instead of having to live
with Grandma and Grandad on Luna like I did the other time he had
an outpost assignment.  That was so incredibly BORING, and I
didn't see him for 2 years, except for the times when he got a
couple weeks leave to come back to Luna from his asteroid belt
mining station.

But enough griping! I got things to BRAG about, dude! First off,
I can finally shoot cum when I jack off!  When I think about how
you could do it when you were 12, and here I am almost 14!  I was
so jealous that you could shoot when we did all that sex stuff
together back when I visited you a year and a half ago.  And all
I could manage back then was a tickley dry orgasm when you sucked
me off.  Of course, that was still a HELL of a lot of fun!  And
remember how you told me that if I swallowed your sperm, I would
get to puberty faster?  Well, I didn't work, you fuckin liar!!
LOL!!

Anyway, a little over a month ago I had a WET DREAM! So messy,
but so GREAT too! And guess what! I really was having an
incredible sexy dream when it happened. And YOU were in the
dream, Bij!  As best I remember, you and me were on Luna, and for
some reason we were doing sex stuff on the stage of the concert
hall in Galileo City.  I don't remember whether there was an
audience!  LOL!) And we were doing all those things that we did
together during my 2-week visit with you on Earth... and it was
wild! You were fucking my ass from behind and stroking my cock at
the same time, and then... all of a sudden... BLAM!! I woke up
immediately, lying in a puddle of cum on the sheet, and breathing
real heavy. DAMN! It was so great!

And I was so psyched that I jacked myself three times the next
day.  I just made a little squirt of cum the first two times, and
I was completely outta juice for the last JO session.  But that
didn't stop me from stroking myself until I was sore.  Before, I
liked to play with myself and everything, but I usually didn't do
it long enough to get a dry orgasm.  Now I can make myself cum in
a minute and be ready for more right after I catch my breath!
I finally understand what you were talking about when you said
how much better it feels when you can shoot sperm.

Dad must have noticed the big cum stain on my sheets (or maybe he
has a hidden camera in my room LOL!), because later that same day
we had a heart-to-heart about jacking off and porn vids and
VR-sex.  We'd talked about sex stuff before, of course, but not
like this.  Kinda embarrassing, but Dad is so COOL about it.
He always tries not to be too nosey about my private stuff, but I
guess he can't help it since I'm his clone and everything.  It
makes it easier for us to talk about this stuff since we're so
much alike.

No offense, Bijon, but I kinda feel sorry for guys like you who
have two parents, because Dad and me have such a special
relationship.  We can almost read each other's minds and we share
so much in common.  I guess some people still think cloning is
creepy, but I think it's great! The only thing that would make it
better is having a brother. Remember how I told you about the
brothers who lived a couple units down from me on Luna? They were
clones of their Dad, each born a year apart.  I was good friends
with the youngest, who was just about my age. They all three
shared a bedroom, and a couple times I did a sleep-over and we
all did sex stuff together. (The one who was my buddy said he and
his brothers did sex EVERY night!) It was so cool to see
essentially the same boy, naked and hard, at age 12, 13, and 14!
Of course they each had sorta different personalities... just
like I'm different from Dad.

A cool thing about being a clone is I can tell exactly what I'm
going to look like when I grow up, especially when Dad and I are
naked around each other.  We've always taken showers together
because of water rationing on Luna, and especially here.  And out
here on Calisto, the sun levels are so low that everyone is
supposed to catch some rays under the sun lamps every day.  Dad
has ours set up in the living room, and he likes to program the
wall vids for stuff like "Polynesian Island" or "Mediterranean
Coast".  Pretty awesome environment for nude sunbathing, and
I've got a real tan for the first time in my life.  I was always
pale the whole time I lived on Luna.  Now I look like one of
those surfer dudes from the 20th century!

Anyhow, my cock already looks a lot like Dad's... especially when
it gets stiff. (I don't have hair like he does, though - not even
a wisp down there, damn it!) A few months ago, my dick seemed
like it had grown big almost overnight, and I was getting a boner
almost every time I got naked around Dad.  At first I got
embarrassed when that happened, but he said "Hey, I'm really
proud of how you're growing up!" Dad never has a problem with me
seeing him hard, like in the morning when he first wakes up and
walks naked from his bedroom to the bathroom. I love looking at
Dad's body, and I think he likes looking at my body too.  I
sometimes wonder what it would be like to do sex stuff with him.
But Dad's always made it pretty clear that we couldn't. I used to
grab his dick in the shower sometimes, when I was a little kid.
And he'd often get hard when I did, but he'd gently push my hand
away and say in a kind voice that dads and sons didn't do that.
But then there was one time a few months ago when we in the
shower together and he was noticing my boner... and then he got
one too!  He grinned and said "I guess we're both just a coupla
horny guys, huh?"  And then he reached down and held my cock
briefly in his hand, looking me in the eyes with such
heart-warming fatherly love.  It felt SO good!  Then he grinned
again and pulled it forward and let it spring back, slapping
against my belly.

"You've got a nice one, Billy," he said cheerfully, "if I do say
so myself."

I immediately duplicated his actions, grabbing his larger,
thicker erection, bending it back, and slapping it against his
hairy midsection. "You too, Dad!"  I said beaming up at him. We
both laughed, and finished our shower, but he never did anything
like that again (damn it!).

Like I've told you before, I'm pretty sure that he's gay, even
though I've never asked him. It's hard to tell here on Calisto,
since Company rules prohibit physical sex between people on
outpost sites, unless they're legally partnered - that's why the
VR center is so popular.  But I snooped through his vid download
files a couple times, and there were a bunch of gay-porn
holo-vids that he's been watching in his bedroom at night.  And
back on Luna, he had a couple guy friends who spent the night
with him every once in a while.  There are only three legally
partnered groups here on Calisto - one is a man/woman group, one
is man/man, and the other is man/woman/man.  (The men outnumber
women here on Calisto about two-to-one... pretty typical for the
Company's mining operations apparently.)  Hey Bijon -- is your
uncle still in partnership with those two hot-looking women?
When I met them, back when I was visiting you, he seemed like he
had a really good thing going!

So anyhow, when Dad and me had our talk, he said he knew just
what I was going through with my curiosity about sex stuff.  He
said he got his maturity at the same age (no surprise) and was a
sex-fiend when he found out about jacking off.  And GET THIS! He
said I could get the neural implant!  You know, so I can do
Hyper-Reality programs!  You know about HR, right?  It's SO much
more realistic than VR... there's just no comparison!  Kids on
earth have to wait until they're 16 to get the implant, same as
on Luna, right? That's the only thing I can think of where it's
actually better to live out here on the frontier than back on
Earth.

Remember I told you that Dad authorized me to download level-3
porn vids when I turned 13, about the time we moved here? They
were really cool and taught me all about how to do sex with girls
and everything (a lot more than those stupid level-1s I'd been
watching before!), but they were still pretty tame. Just sucking
and fucking by adult couples.  Well, guess what?  Now I'm
authorized to download ANYTHING - including level-5 porn! Those
orgy scenes with the fantasy humanoid life forms are TOO MUCH!
And, of course, getting to see kids my own age have sex is really
cool too - even if they ARE just computer generated.  And I have
permission to run anything at the VR center too! Dad is SO
awesome!

You know the 21-year-old com-tech named Arrik that I mentioned?
He sometimes takes a shift as one of the operators of the VR
center, and I talked him into programing a custom HR session for
me.  We've been kinda buddies ever since I got to Calisto last
year, and it quickly became clear that he's attracted to boys
(yeah; THAT kind of attracted!). He's kinda shy, but I suspected
it immediately when he kept telling me what a nice body I have
and kept staring when we were working out together at the
exercise module. I was just wearing tight stretch-shorts that
showed off my ass and the bulge of my dick.  Arrik couldn't keep
his eyes off me and blushed whenever he realized I noticed his
staring. And then when we were changing back into our jump suits,
I was kinda blatant about playing off his interest. We were in
the locker room at the exercise module, and I slowly pulled down
my stretch shorts and stayed naked for a while as we talked,
giving him a really good look at my dick. I even touched it some
and made it a little stiff. His eyes are all over my body, and he
could hardly talk cause he was blushing so much! And later I hung
around him while he was at his work station - like standing right
behind him as he monitored the read-outs.  I rested my hands on
his shoulders and gave him a little back rub, and I could feel
him shiver with desire.  I know he would never actually do sex
stuff with me (even though I would really like it if he did),
because the Company rules are so strict.  If he got caught, he'd
get kicked off the project and lose his bonus - which is a third
of the credits he'll earn during his two-year stint at the
GeoStation.

But let me back up a little.  Experiencing a sex program with the
neural implant... hyper-reality... is totally AWESOME!!  I
remember learning in a home-school lesson that HR was predicted
really accurately, 100 years ago, in this vid called "The
Matrix".  The lesson showed a clip of it, and the only part that
wasn't authentic was the ugly plug-in thing on the people's
necks, at the same place on the neck as the subcutaneous
transmission port that I've got.  Other than that, they got the
experience down pretty well. Good prediction, considering the
technology wasn't available to the public until about 15 years
ago.

I'd been using the brain wave inputs at the VR center every once
in a while for home schooling lessons ever since I got here, and
also did a bunch of the "vacation" sessions.  And right after Dad
signed the consent, I had a VR-sex session while I was waiting to
get the implant from the medical officer. When I was younger, I
used to think that VR with the tactile suit was the coolest thing
in the solar system.  But now I realize just how clumsy it is.
You just lay back and watch it like a vid for the most part,
because the feedback capability is slow and depends so much on
muscular movement. And when you have an orgasm, you actually
shoot real cum into a receptacle in the tactile suit.  But when
you get an HR transmission through a neural implant, it's a
completely different experience.  You're actually living it.
It's totally and instantly interactive (so long as the major
elements of what you want are in the mainframe, of course).
The first couple times I did an HR-sex session after the implant,
I did the standard canned programs.  The tech on duty would let
me rummage through about 200 scenarios and pick out one. I'd say
about 80% of them were either hetero or bi, but I concentrated on
the gay ones. Ya know, Bijon, I'm curious about girls and
everything, but pussy and tits don't get me NEARLY as turned on
as seeing a really nice hard cock.

So the first time, I picked a program that featured this buffed
18-year-old guy who looked exactly like a character in a holo-vid
I like. I think the vid and the HR must have been created by the
same programer...  or maybe the HR programer just loaded in the
existing image.  Anyhow, the guy was really sexy - lean and
muscular like a gymnast or something. We rolled around naked and
kissed. We took turns sucking each other and 69ing. And when he
fucked my ass, it slid right in with no discomfort at all.
(Unlike that first time when you tried to put your cock into me
with no lube... you moron! LOL!).  In fact, it was so totally
erotic that I had an orgasm while he was fucking me.  And feeling
the guy's hands all over my body and his lips kissing the back of
my neck was so fantastic!  Then I fucked the guy as he lay on his
back with his knees pulled back.  Even though I knew in my
conscious mind that I was actually laying motionless on a
reclined chair in a cubicle at the VR Center, the "reality" was
that I was on a tropical island, pumping my cock in and out of
this guy's ass as he moaned and urged me on.  AWESOME.  And we
kept on going... doing everything... in ways I'd never dreamed
of. I had five orgasms -- each the most intense of my entire life
-- in a one-hour session.  When I came off the program, I put my
hand down in my pants to see if there was any sperm.  Not a drop.
It had all been inside my brain.  Of course, as soon as I got
back to my quarters I had an incredible JO session and musta shot
a liter of cum!

The feedback capability was a little tricky at first, but I
quickly got the knack of it. Ya know, it's like having two
brains.  The HR input provides knowledge and memories just like
your organic brain does, and the HR feed is totally dominant
unless you make the mental effort to change it.  If you like how
it's playing, you just let the HR feed flow without any conscious
thinking about it. And your organic brain remembers what happened
just the same as if it were a real experience.

Things really got interesting a few days later when Arrik and I
were talking about HR sex, and I was being pretty blatant about
the kind of sex I was into - trying to see if I could shock him.
Not only was he not shocked, he was really turned on!  And he
explained that he has the software and the expertise to program
any kind of custom HR session, so long as he can get the images.
He has a really good library of images (mostly computer
generated) from trading them around with other com-techs. And
then (get this!) he asked if he could upload my image.  He wanted
me to pose NAKED so he could use it in his next HR session! I was
really flattered! It was like he was asking if he could have sex
with me... in HR! He promised he wouldn't share it with anyone
else.

I said I'd pose for images if he'd program a really good custom
session for me. He said "Deal", and we went back to his quarters.
As he did the imaging, he told me to strip and make my dick hard
and jack off. Apparently being with another person who's jacking
off is not a violation of Company rules. I was dancing around
naked in a sexy way, like I'd seen on some of the holo-vids.  He
was getting a major hard-on inside his stretch jump-suit and kept
rubbing his crotch.  He zoomed in really close to my cock and got
close-ups from every angle.  Then he made an incredible shot of
my cum spurting out. We watched the replay three times after I
got dressed, and I watched him jack off.  Nice cock! Big and
thick, with a lot of pube hair.  When I got back to my quarters,
Arrik had mailed me the questionnaire that came with his
programming software.  It asks all sorts of REALLY personal
questions.  Arrik said he wouldn't read it -- just plug it into
the program and then erase the answers afterwards.  I decided to
start out by saying I'm 100% gay, even though I'm probably not.
(I can try out hetero sex some other time.)  After you plug in
all the personal stuff, it presents you with a variety of
possible scenarios... and they ALL sounded hot!  When you select
one, it keeps asking multiple choice questions to provide the
kinds of detail you want.

One of the questions was "pick one of the following periods of
history".  And you know how into history I am! It's my favorite
subject in home school, by far, and I always run extra history
lessons when I finish the core curriculum.  So when I chose
"ancient Greece" it asks "which character do you want to be?" It
was difficult to choose between "Greek slave boy" and "Alexander
the Great", so I ended up filling out full scenarios for BOTH!
Very complete in how it extracted details, and some of the
options were WAY kinky! It was really erotic just to answer the
questions, but a little embarrassing knowing that Arrik might see
my answers.

I scheduled an HR session for the time that Arrik would be
working a shift at the VR Center. He did the programming pretty
quickly (said he stayed up three-quarters of his sleep-time doing
it). The software produced a first-draft cut of some scenarios
after analyzing my questionnaire, and Arrik selected one and
tweak it, inserting some images from his collection. (He wouldn't
tell me what I'd get.  He said it was more fun to be surprised.)

You probably know all about HR already, but in case you don't,
here's how it works. Unlike the regular kind of VR, you don't
have to move a muscle to get a feedback function; it's all inside
your brain. In fact, you need to stay immobile so the neural
implant transmission isn't disturbed, so they have you breathing
some kind of mild tranquilizing gas, coming out of a little tube
positioned just under your nose. You don't move at all for the
whole session... even when it seems like you're doing really
strenuous stuff.

We only have one HR station for the entire crew of the
GeoStation, and two conventional VR cubicles. Arrik got me
settled in the HR cubicle.  As I relaxed in the sofa-chair, he
adjusted the tube under my nose and turned on the gas, positioned
my head in the transmitter cradle, and talked me through the
transition to hyper-reality.

In less than a minute, my brain was no longer receiving
real-world input; everything I was seeing, hearing, smelling, and
feeling was coming from the program.  As I turned my head (or at
least it seemed like I did) and looked around, I marveled at
where I was - in a luxurious villa in the city-state of Athens,
overlooking the Aegean Sea.  If I remember my history correctly,
it would have been about 450 B.C.

Bijon, I hope I don't bore you here, but I was so blown away by
this experience that I've gotta tell you all about it. Every
detail of everything around me appeared authentic... the air dry
and warm and aromatic... the cries of the seagulls, the whisper
of the breeze, and the waves splashing on rocks of the shoreline.
Looking out a window, I saw boats off in the distance...
commercial sailing vessels; military triremes powered by rows of
oars. I looked down at myself and saw that I was wearing the
clothing of a Greek slave boy in service to a wealthy family - a
very short pleated kilt of fine white cloth that barely covered
my crotch... bare feet and naked from the waist up. I noticed a
mirror of highly-polished metal on the wall and went over to it.
Staring back at me was a stunningly beautiful boy, maybe 10 years
old, with olive skin and dark curly hair... so different from the
real me!  WOW!  This was intense!  Each time I'd done VR, it had
been the REAL me reacting to an computer-generated environment.
But now I was truly another person. I ran my fingers through my
hair, and it felt thick and wiry... not straight and fine.  My
hand reached under the kilt and felt the immature penis and small
round ballsack - much as mine had been at age 10. And as I idly
manipulated my little penis, it stiffened into a small but very
erect boy-boner of about 7cm.


Voices approached from outside. "Ganymede! Bring us wine! Your
masters thirst mightily after our great victories in the games!"
The laughter that accompanied the words indicated that there was
more than a little self-mocking in their boasts. Instantly I ran
to get a large jug of wine.

How had I known where the wine was? How did I know my name was
Ganymede?  Beats me!  I was just letting things happen.  And for
some reason I was filled with pride and devotion to people whose
voices I had heard, but had not yet seen.  As I brought the wine
out onto a large covered terrace, a strong, handsome man who
appeared to be in his early 30s (the name Diocles leapt into my
mind) and a teenage boy (Argos, I "knew") were standing next to a
round pool of water set in the stone floor of the terrace,
letting their togas of fine material slip from their shoulders to
the floor, leaving them both unashamedly naked.  Diocles was
sweaty and tired-looking, but his body was wonderfully muscular
and fit.  Argos looked to be about 14 years old, his muscles
starting to develop but his body devoid of the hair of
maturity... even at the base of his medium-size adolescent penis.
He was not only sweaty but also dirty and a bit bruised and
scraped.  I handed each a goblet of wine and picked up a large
sponge, dipped it in the pool, and began to bathe Diocles' face
and chest.  The man brushed away my hand and said: "After our day
at the games, I think we need a proper bath, and my student needs
it far more than I after his five bouts in the wrestling ring."

I found myself stripping off my skimpy article of clothing and
slipping naked into the warm water of the pool along with the
equally naked man and teen.  I listened as the two of them
discussed the boy's first four wrestling matches, which he won,
only to fall victim to a Spartan lad who trounced Argos
thoroughly in the final bout.

"You have learned well in the time you have been my student,"
said Diocles. "At the next games you will win the laurel wreath,
even if you have to wrestle Spartans in each match!"

Argos blushed with pride and said "my meager efforts paled before
the great victory of my loving mentor in the discus competition!"
As he said this, Argos' hands stroked the man's powerful chest
and biceps. I noticed Diocles subtly flexing of his muscles under
the boy's caresses. Then Diocles pulled his adolescent protege
into an embrace and leaned down to kiss him on the mouth, running
his hands over the boy's shoulders and then down to his tight
butt. The Greek tradition of love between adult mentor and young
teenage protege was on full display with these two.  As they
groped each other sensuously, I kept sponging both bodies in an
inconspicuous way while they seemingly ignored me, even when I
ran the sponge up into Argos' ass crack.

"By the Gods, Argos!  My soul burns with eros for you. Let us
dry off and take our pleasure." I hopped out of the pool to get
towels to dry my master and his student as they settled onto one
of the padded one-arm couches and continued their foreplay.
Argos had a raging erection, which Diocles stroked lovingly.

"Ganymede, you rascal. Come over here.  Use your clever mouth to
stiffen my lance and make it slippery.  Quickly, boy! Do not make
my noble student await too long for his daily lesson in manly
love."

As I sank to my knees before the man's spread legs, the young
teenager hopped up and nudged me aside, saying: "Please, Mentor;
let me prepare you with MY mouth!" But as he got on his knees to
suck his middle-aged lover, the man pushed HIM away and spoke to
him harshly.

"Such impudence!  You shame your family, Argos!  You should know
that pleasuring with the mouth is only done by slaves and whores!
I could not look your noble father in the eye if I allowed you to
debase yourself like that."  Then his anger instantly subsided
and he lifted the boy into his embrace, adding: "And besides,
though I love you with all my being, Argos, I must remind you
that Ganymede has had extensive training and years of experience
in the ways of pleasuring a man.  I have been told by noble
house-guests to whom I have lent his services for an evening that
Ganymede is the best little cocksucker in Athens ... and you
surely must know it too by now."

Argos was humbled. "Forgive me, Mentor. I was forgetting my
place.  It was only because I was overwhelmed with my love and
admiration for you on this day of your triumph at the games."
Argos then looked over at me and said, quite sincerely, "And I
apologize to you, Ganymede, for usurping your place in the
household.  As your master notes, I have received much pleasure
from you in the three months I have lived in this house, and I
have grown quite fond of you."

Diocles said "Perhaps you can make amends to my slave-boy in a
proper way. Feel free to take pleasure with him after I finish
giving you my love."  I saw Argos' face brighten as he looked at
me, and my brain registered a flow of good feelings toward the
teenager.

And then Argos positioned himself on the padded divan so that he
and his lover could kiss and caress while I performed my slave's
duty.  Diocles' cock was soft as I brought my mouth to it, but
admirably proportioned - perhaps 14 cm. Beads of water from the
bath still clung to the dense black hair at his crotch.  When I
gently licked and nibbled at the foreskin, and swirled my tongue
around the ridge of the cockhead, the thick appendage began
rapidly springing to life... stiffening in my small mouth...
lengthening, thickening, pulsing with lust.  The cockhead was
like a mushroom, flaring out to mouth-filling proportions.  But I
was taking it all with enthusiasm... with pride in my skills of
giving pleasure.  My fingers diddled my own stiff little penis,
as pleasure flowed through my body and mind.  My eyes glanced up
to see Diocles doubling his fervent kissing of Argos. Their
tongues slid together with passionate hunger, and Diocles' hands
were all over the teenager's body.

I've never had any kind of sex with a man in reality, and
certainly never sucked a cock anywhere near this big; it must
have been 20cm when it was fully hard!  But the Greek slave boy
in whose body my consciousness resided was one HELL of a good
cocksucker.  My mouth and head twisted and bobbed, my lips and
tongue churned, my throat opened completely and without
discomfort.  I deep-throated my master's horse-cock with ease
and with pleasure.

"Enough, boy!" Diocles grunted, pulling my head away from his
spit-slick erection.  As I knelt docilely on the floor, Argos was
positioning himself to be fucked by Diocles, his upper body
draped over the padded couch, his feet anchored to the stone
floor, his ass raised in anticipation. "Prepare him to accept my
lance, Ganymede... quickly, now!" I scooted over so that I was
kneeling behind Argos.

My dormant organic brain raised an eyebrow at what my computer
generated self was about to do.  But it felt so natural - so
ordinary - that I decided to go with the flow.  My hands spread
the slender globes of the boy's hairless ass, and my mouth
pressed in tight. I pushed my tongue into the ring of muscle and
nerves, which flexed open as I probed.  Argos moaned with
pleasure and pushed his hips back against my face as my little
tongue cork-screwed into him.  I knew, though, that Diocles was
impatient to fuck his young protege. So I pulled away, gathering
all the available saliva in my mouth, and quickly slathered it on
the standing man's throbbing cock. Then I scooted aside while the
mentor and student joined together in the act of love for which
the ancient Greeks were renowned.

As Diocles pushed slowly into Argos' receptive ass, he moaned
"You have learned well how to take my over-sized lance. I regret
that it is not a more aesthetic size, to please you better."

The boy gasped as he pushed his ass up and back "Oh, Mentor! Your
noble phallos gives me the greatest pleasure.  I feel as though
Heracles himself is making love to me."

I knelt beside them, my hands caressing both bodies, squeezing
the man's full ball-sack gently from behind, reaching around in
front of the boy to play with his penis.  The flexing bodies,
the moans of lust, the trembling pleasure... this was far more
intense than watching a porn holo-vid.  When finally the dance of
love ended, amid much lustful grunting from the man and contented
whimpering from the boy, they collapsed onto the couch to embrace
in the  afterglow. I knew (well, actually, the program told my
brain) that Argos would be having sex me as soon as his mentor
allowed.  I knew that my role was to be for Argos what Argos had
been to Diocles -- the submissive receptor of his seed.  After
several minutes, Diocles rose up, and I immediately handed him a
filled wine goblet. I wiped his genitals with the sponge, dried
him off, and placed the toga over his shoulder, arranging it
around his body.

"Alright, my handsome and noble student.  Take your pleasure with
my body servant. It has been a great day for you at the games,
and I know Ganymede will honor you accordingly."  Then he
addressed me: "I will be with my wife and children, and will not
require your services until the serving of the evening meal."
And with that, he walked into the villa, leaving the two of us
naked together on the terrace in the warm glow of the late
afternoon sun.

Argos sat up on the couch and held out his arms to me. "Come sit
astride my lap, little one, and let us talk."  I hopped up into
his arms, one leg on each side of his hips, our cocks pressed
together.

"Oh Ganymede!" he sighed; "can you feel how my cock yearns for
you?"  My only response was to hug him even tighter and grind his
erection and mine together erotically. His boner was truly
exquisite -- 15cm and slender... more like an arrow compared
to Diocles' thick club.  My little stiffy, though half the size
of the teenager's, was throbbing with sexual pleasure.

"So, beautiful one; tell me about yourself, if I may ask. I have
lived here three months, and your story is still a mystery to me.
How long have you been my mentor's slave?"

"This is the third summer of my grateful service, young master."

"And before that?"

"For my first 7 summers, I lived with my widowed mother in the
hills far from this great city. There were four young children,
including me. I don't remember it so well anymore, but I recall
that we lived in a hut of sticks, and when the winter rains came
I was always cold and wet. And I remember that I was hungry...
always and in every season.  A man from the city came to our
region one day offering to pay money for boys of a certain type,
and he said that I was just such a type.  My mother refused him
at first, but he told her that I would be trained to serve in a
noble home, and I could become the personal servant to a great
man of Athens."

"The buyer was perceptive!"

"Yes; he was like an oracle of the gods to know those things.
I told my mother to send me with the man, so that she would have
one less mouth to feed. I was proud that the man found me of
sufficient worth that a sizeable payment was made to my family.
And I was truly blessed when the gods willed that I be purchased
by this household. My master is always fair, and I have never
been beaten. My master's noble family has always treated me with
kindness.  And now my master has taken under mentorship a
handsome, athletic, and wise youth from a great noble family, and
the young master has been very generous in his attentions to me."
I smiled up at him with love and admiration as I spoke these last
words.

"Have I ever told you, Ganymede, that you are the most beautiful
creature I have ever laid eyes upon in all my life?" he whispered
as he kissed my neck and nuzzled his smooth cheek against mine,
running his hands along my back.

I kissed him gently on the lips, flicking out my tongue
teasingly, and replied with a smile" "My young master has
flattered me thus on several previous occasions."  I kissed him
again, and he returned the kiss more vigorously, his tongue
hungrily seeking out mine, pulling us even closer together... my
skinny, boyish torso pressing against his wiry adolescent
musculature.

"Oh Ganymede, my angel! Get down and suck me, as you do so well.
Not too intensely or I shall give up my seed way too soon."

I slithered along the teenager's body until I was on my knees
between his legs. I marveled at the sight of his beautiful cock,
approaching maturity but still hairless.  I licked at his balls,
half drawn-up from arousal, taking them one at a time into my
mouth. Then I began to lick his straining erection, starting at
the base and working my way up.  My fingers pushed his foreskin
up so that I could tease it with my tongue and stretch in out,
held between my lips.  Then I pulled the foreskin down the shaft
so that I could lightly stimulate his finely proportioned
cockhead, sucking gently.  My fingers glided along his inner
thigh, then teased the flesh between his ballsack and rectum.
Almost immediately, his legs pulled back to give me access to his
hole.  My fingers touched it lightly.  It was still slippery with
his body's juices and the semen that Diocles had pumped into him.
It was also still slightly dilated from being vigorously fucked
my the thick man-cock.

"Oh yes! Put two fingers in... gently... ahhh... work them back
and forth... yes, like that... oh, gods!... stop sucking for a
moment - I'm right on the edge... now a third finger... uhhhhh...
now four - bunched together... yes!... not too deep... oh, yes!
Just like my master's cock... twist them slowly... ahhhhhhhhh!"

All my fingers - up to the knuckles - massaged his anal passage,
with a generous amount of cum and bodily fluid for lubrication.
My mouth provided only the lightest stimulation to his cock, but
it nonetheless throbbed and precum flowed from the slit
continuously.

"Stop, Ganymede! I am on the verge and can't take another second.
I would gladly have you finish me with your mouth, but I wish to
give up my seed as my mentor does... making love to your flawless
young body. Lie on your back with your knees raised, that I may
look down at your face as I take you."

I did as he instructed, lying across the couch, my legs pulled
back, my little erection and round ballsack flaunted proudly,
flexing my pink asshole open slightly beneath his gaze.

"By the gods... you are perfect in your beauty! I long to... but
I shouldn't... I...." He looked distressed and said "If I wished
to pleasure you with my mouth, could you refrain from ever
telling your master?... Please... just once?"

I nodded my head and smiled. "I am unworthy of accepting such a
gift, but I would never speak of it to any person, and I would
treasure the memory forever."

Argos leaned down and kissed my lips, running his hands through
my thick hair and along my shoulders and arms... then tranced a
trail of kisses down my neck, my chest, my belly, and finally
alighting on the 10-year-old penis that pointed up in proud
erection. His lips trembled as they slid onto the thumb-size
appendage, and his tongue swirled around the miniature cockhead
that emerged from the foreskin.  The entire erection slid into
his mouth, and as his head bobbed up and down on my cock,
fireworks of sexual pleasure exploded in my brain.  My fingers
entwined in his black hair as my hips strained to push my
erection deeper in the warm wetness of the teenager's hungry
mouth.  Orgasm rapidly overcame me, with spasms of unimaginable
ecstasy.

Then his mouth popped off my boyish penis, and he kissed and
licked at my tiny balls, my inner thighs, and... I gasped with
surprise... my anus.  Argos' tongue licked and probed as my
entire body lit up with erotic stimulation. As his strong hands
lifted my thighs to give him even greater access, I flexed my
hole open as tongue-tip drilled into me. Only after he had given
me yet another surging dry orgasm did Argos stand up, apply a
coating of his spit to his raging boner, and position it at the
entrance of my ass.  We looked into each other's eyes lovingly as
he entered me (or, should I say, entered the computer-generated
body of a Greek slave-boy who was fully accustomed to being
fucked by men on a regular basis).

The sensations entering my consciousness were indescribably
wonderful! You know how in porn vids of women getting fucked,
they're always acting like they're practically gonna die because
of how good it feels?  And how they supposedly have multiple
orgasms, one right after another?  Well that's how I was actually
feeling as Argos plowed his teenage cock into my ass!  The HR
program was blasting my brain's pleasure centers so hard that I
felt like I could hardly stand it each time I orgasmed.  I'm not
sure what the time-frame was (either in real time, or in the
drama playing in my brain) but it was like several minutes of
increasingly intense sexual build-up and a one-minute climax of
dry orgasm... repeated over and over... with just a short
interval in between each cycle for me to concentrate on the
handsome 14-year-old who was making love to me.

Finally, he shouted out his lust and blasted spurt after spurt of
cum into my body, as my ass muscle clenched around his
spasm-wracked cock. Argos collapsed onto my body, showering my
face with kisses, and I became lost in the delirium of exhaustion
and erotic pleasure.  Finally, we snuggled together on the couch,
and I turned so that my back nestled against the front of his
body. The teenager's hands caressed me lightly as he kissed my
neck and whispered word of bliss. I felt my mind drifting off in
a fog of sleep... totally satiated.

When I awoke, I expected to still be the slave-boy.  But my
opening eyes saw the rather sterile partitions and machinery of
the HR cubicle.  Arrik's hand was on my cheek, tenderly stroking
it as I awakened fully.

"Well?  Did you like it?  Am I a good programer, or what?" he
said with a grin.

"Wow!" was all I could say.  I flexed my fingers and then moved
muscles all over my body.  The tranquilizing gas wore off
quickly, and in a few moments I was on my feet.  I looked down at
myself, and saw how my erect penis was pushing out the tight
material of my jumpsuit.

"Better take care of that," said Arrik, with a wink.

I went home almost in a daze, my mind filled with so many
thoughts and memories; my body buzzing with pent-up sexual
tension.  The first thing I did was jack off.  Man!  Did I cum a
lot!  Then the next thing I did was start to put all of my
memories in my journal, so I wouldn't forget. (Just about all of
the description of my Greek adventure is cut-and-pasted from my
journal.)

I've had two more of the "canned" HR sessions since
then, and another one of Arrik's custom jobs. (I let him watch me
jack off again as payment.) I'll tell you about it later, but the
high point was the fun I had with my two clone-brothers in the HR
program that Arrik created! They looked and acted exactly like me!

Well, Bijon... I've already taken up way too much band-width on
this transmission.  Write to me sometimes, OK?

The End.

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