Anthonius enjoys his last day as a Roman boy prostitute.(50 up for the 'Lycian Prince'! There are decriers of the longer tale at this excellent site. Are there any supporters? Are there still any followers of this particular story?? Please advise author for the prodding & probing of poor Anthonius has a little while to run before the denouement!!)

Chapter 50 – Incest

(August 291 A.D.)

The last full day that Anthonius was to spend as a boy prostitute of the ‘House of Ganymede’ finally arrived. The former Prince was now fully conversant with the full range of his fellow males’ homosexual tastes. On the boy’s morning return from the patrician’s villa, he was directed to the waterwheel where Prodicus managed one last furtive liaison. After enjoying sex, both boys professed undying love for each other and the desire to meet again some time, somewhere, in the future, though both knew that that was most unlikely to happen, and they were shedding tears when it was time for the older boy to leave. However, both somehow managed to act normally when the 16 years old subsequently inflicted the usual daily humiliations on the 14 years old in front of the other catamites in their quarters.

After sleep and the usual preparations, Anthonius was taken back to Rome’s patrician quarter and an even more splendid villa than the one he had visited on the previous evening. However, the boy was not happy to discover who held the lease as he found himself in the middle of another marbled entertainment floor surrounded by couches, for the host, Lysus, and his chief guest, Casperius, reclined on the most prominent divans. Others were occupied by almost twenty male cronies. Anthonius danced for them in his thong and then naked, embarrassingly sporting the now customary erection. Both Lysus and Casperius were happy at the sight for they could boast to their companions about how they had secured a really natural whore for the orgy. However, this time, Anthonius did not have to dance through every food course. Instead, he was relieved to act as the host’s cupbearer whilst two pretty girls, his own age and themselves initially dressed in flimsy thongs, took over. They too were soon naked, revealing vaginas unspoilt by pubic hair. However, their act did not seem to be particularly erotic to Anthonius as his cock softened, a fact noticed by all spectators, including the girls.

Lysus had to fondle his half-brother’s genitals to encourage the penis to re-harden, whilst commenting “It seems that the boy whore here doesn’t like girls but prefers the attentions of men. Well, I’m sure that between us we can oblige the slut tonight!” Anthonius almost spilt some of the wine, from the full goblet that he was holding against his chest for Lysus, as the man continued “However, we’ll first see whether he’s capable of impregnating a girl!” Laughter resounded around the banquet chamber but the boy’s face just turned bright red.

The two flautists changed the rhythm of their music and the two girls lay on the cool marble floor, splayed face-up. Lysus told Anthonius “Right, whore, you can pick whichever one you want.” He then smacked the boy hard across the bum, causing wine to spill down the lad’s nude body, before ordering “Give me the cup and off you go!” Tears of shame swelled in Anthonius’ eyes as he tried to comply. He knelt over one of the girls, who reminded him a little of Sura, but for once his cock, hovering above her vagina, refused to rise to the occasion. Further laughter did not help the boy’s predicament.

“The whore obviously needs some assistance,” announced Lysus before commanding the other girl to her feet. The newly nominated King of Lycia then produced a cane from under his couch and gave it to her, instructing “Give the whore four hard whacks across his bottom and we’ll see what happens!” The girl approached Anthonius, who was now kneeling on all fours. Tears fell from the lad’s eyes onto the face of the girl beneath him as more red stripes formed on his backside. However, by the time the last strike had been inflicted, Anthonius’ cock was rigid and he was able to penetrate the girl below. He closed his eyes and thought of Sura’s tight anus and finally accomplished his task to accompanying sniggering from all around. It was to be the first and last time that the boy’s penis was to experience a female vagina.

“Slut!” was the smirking Lysus’ sole remark at his half-brother’s eventual success before ordering “Now come here to enjoy what you really want.” As Anthonius stood again and turned to face Lysus, he saw that the man was now sitting upright and had lifted his toga and pulled down his undergarment. A large throbbing erection was now visible. “Come and sit on my knee, little brother,” Lysus instructed, “to feel what your friend, Prodicus, has pleasured many times over the years!” The blushing boy reluctantly obeyed and gingerly began to lower his sphincter towards the long thick rod, oozing precum. He was too slow for Lysus who grabbed his half-brother by the arms and pulled him brutally downwards, quickly impaling the lad. Anthonius uttered a low cry as pain reverberated through his young body despite the fact that his rectum had previously suffered many similar intrusions.

Anthonius paused for a moment whilst the agony subsided but this did not please the impatient Lysus who said “You know what to do, so do it or you’ll receive many more strokes of the cane!” The boy began to comply by placing his hands on the couch either side of his brother and raising and then lowering his bottom. As a rhythm was achieved, Anthonius’ cock rose again and Lysus reached round to masturbate it roughly. It did not take long for the boy to feel his rectum being filled and his own semen splash onto his chest and face, where Lysus had directed it.

After recovering from his wonderful climax, Lysus threw Anthonius onto the floor before instructing the whore to suck him clean. The boy took another half an hour to bring his half-brother to further orgasm. Meanwhile, Casperius looked on amused as he ate and drank, whilst the girls resumed their dancing, a little semen running down from one of their vaginas. Anthonius was later to entertain the major domo in the same way as he had Lysus, both men being delighted finally to enjoy the boy after such a long wait and before it was too late. Nine other guests also pleasured themselves with the young male whore whilst the rest contented themselves with the female variety. Lysus and Casperius enjoyed second helpings of the catamite before the orgiastic banquet ended just before dawn.

A happy Lysus had Anthonius’ hands tied behind his back and his half-brother thrown naked into the street outside by a slave, with orders for the boy to find his own way back to his brothel. Lysus knew that the lad had to comply as his mother and sister were still held as hostages. A very scared, humiliated and sore Anthonius, semen running from both his oral and anal orifices, began his lonely journey along the now quiet but very uninviting dark streets of the capital city, hoping that he could find his way back to the ‘House of Ganymede’ without encountering anyone. As the boy cautiously made his way, he was not only fearful of the dangers that the gloomy thoroughfares immediately presented but also of his return, later that day, to the Imperial palace for he would then learn of the destiny that the Emperor had lined up for him. As Anthonius walked, his shamefully horizontal penis, drooling its own precum, pointed his direction.

(To be continued in Chapter 51 – ‘Rape’.)