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Chapter 16 - Love
The journey lasted an hour until, at dusk, they arrived at an isolated ramshackle collection of wooden huts. A grizzled old white man appeared and started talking to the chieftain, who pointed at Anthonius. The old man approached the nude boy and looked him over before grabbing the lad’s genitals and proceeding to examine them carefully, paying particular attention to the ball sac. Anthonius winced and tears came to his eyes as he felt each testicle being separately squeezed. The old man let go and returned to the chieftain. Their conversation was difficult because they knew little of each other’s language but they nevertheless somehow managed to reach an understanding. Anthonius could only catch a little of what was said and was surprised to hear the old man utter some phrases in Greek. The boy shivered when he thought he overheard the old man say “he’ll have to be purged thoroughly”, “he won’t be ready” and “noon at the earliest”. The black boy with the pretty face came to release Anthonius from the wagon. He then followed the old man to the smallest of the huts, gently pulling Anthonius along with him by the chain lead. When they reached the hut, the old man took the chain off him and roughly pulled the white boy through the door and onto the empty floor where, locking the door, he left the naked lad. Anthonius regained his feet only with some difficulty because of his awkward bondage. The unlit hut was dark but he could see some light coming in through a small hole in the wall next to the door, from where a knot of wood had fallen long ago. He peered through the hole with his right eye to see the old man enter another hut, presumably his home, and the blacks making camp some distance away. The boy suddenly realised how tired he was and curled up in a corner. He was soon asleep but not for long because the old man returned, carrying a cup in one hand and a large bowl in the other. He placed the bowl on the floor and knelt in front of Anthonius, putting the cup to the boy’s lips and saying in Greek “Drink!” The boy was reluctant to do so because the white liquid in the cup looked and smelt awful, but he was worried at the consequences of disobeying and so drank. It took a mighty effort to prevent himself gagging and vomiting the horrible fluid back up. The old man left, this time for the night, and Anthonius quickly fell back to sleep despite the nasty taste in his mouth. He was woken again shortly afterwards, but not by someone else. He felt a great pain in his stomach and found himself being violently sick into the bowl. The boy was to be in great distress for a full hour until his body had fully emptied itself from both ends and he could finally sleep again. Anthonius was woken the next morning by the sound of the black boy with the pretty face entering the hut, carrying a pitcher of water. He put the pitcher of water to Anthonius’ lips and grinned, revealing his brilliant teeth, as the white boy greedily consumed the proffered refreshment. He then took the bowl with its smelly obnoxious contents out of the hut and returned with another full of soapy water. He helped Anthonius to his feet and pointing to himself said “Zeni”. Anthonius nodded in recognition and responded with his own name. Zeni made several attempts to say ‘Anthonius’ but in the end, to mutual laughter, settled for “Antus”. He then dipped a cloth into the water and started to wipe the white boy’s body clean, starting at the back. Anthonius enjoyed the application of the damp cloth on his body by the cute black boy, especially when it seemed to spend a lot of time cleaning his bum, and his thrill revealed itself in the usual way. Zeni pretended not to notice when he transferred to Anthonius’ front to wipe his face before moving downwards. He initially bypassed the excited genitals before eventually returning after everything else had been cleansed to his satisfaction. Zeni could hear Anthonius’ breathing become heavier and see the boy’s cock harden even more when he brushed the lad’s balls with the cloth. His own lust, which he had been trying to suppress, then overcame him and he could not resist performing the last cleaning task with his own mouth. Anthonius closed his eyes in ecstasy as the mouth tenderly encased his rigid cock and gentle hands caressed the curves of his bum and he soon felt his body shudder as he was brought to climax. Zeni swallowed all that Anthonius produced and greedily continued to suck and lick the white cock and balls. Anthonius kept his eyes shut and continued to moan quietly as his softened prick was gradually coaxed back to erection to enjoy a second orgasm. Zeni stood up, grinning again and wiping some spilt semen from his chin. There was a noticeable bulge at the front of his plain grey tunic. He reluctantly turned to leave but was recalled by Anthonius quietly saying his name. When he turned back, it was to see the white boy on his knees with a pleading look in his eyes and tongue licking his lips. Zeni’s grin broadened as he returned to the naked boy, lifting his own tunic as he did so. (To be continued)
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