(This story is based on the Sacred Band of Thebes, an elite unit of soldiers who fought against the Spartans during the 4th century, B.C. They were hand-picked because they were male lovers and it was thought they would be devoted to each other by their mutual love. According to historians, the band actually existed and fought some major battles against the Spartans)
Phillipos awoke in the arms of his lover, Diomedes. It was early in the morning and their limbs were intertwined. Phillipos snuggled closely to his man and listened to him breathing softly. He inhaled and could smell Diomedes' scent. He loved his musky, sweet scent. They had spent the night making passionate love after eating a hearty meal of fish, figs, olives, fresh bread and lots of red wine. Both of them were drunk when they went to bed but not so drunk that they couldn't have sex.
Diomedes was the dominant partner so he fucked Phillipos in every position he could think of. Finally, he had Phillipos sit on his cock and fuck himself while Diomedes played with Phillipos' nipples and cock until they were both dying to cum. Diomedes told Phillipos to fuck himself as fast and deeply as he could while he jerked Phillipos' cock fast and furiously. They both cried out with pleasure as Diomedes filled his lover with cum while Phillipos spurted buckets of cum onto Diomedes' torso. Phillipos used a cloth to wipe his lover clean and they sank into a deep, satisfied sleep.
The two had met two years before when Diomedes spotted Phillipos running naked on the surf of a lake. He lusted after the boy and knew he wanted him. Diomedes struck up a conversation and was delighted to see that the boy lusted after him, too. The boy was just beautiful and Diomedes felt his cock harden under his tunic. It didn't take much to convince the boy to go home with him.
Once there, he stripped the boy naked, kissed him passionately and fucked him. He learned the boy had not been fucked often so Diomedes tried to be gentle. But he was so full of cum that he forced his way into the boy's ass and fucked him hard. He loved it when the boy moaned with pleasure, particularly when Diomedes filled the boy's ass with his hot cum.
Shortly after that, the boy, whose name was Phillipos, moved into Diomedes' home. They fucked every night and often during the early morning or during the day. They were both very happy.
During most days, Phillipos left to work as a stable boy, taking care of horses for a wealthy Greek family. Phillipos loved horses and knew how to care of them. He wasn't paid much, but it was an honest living.
By contrast, Diomedes was the son of a Greek landowner and statesman. When Diomedes was 18, his father provided him with his own home. All that his father expected was that Diomedes learn how to buy and sell land so he could follow in his father's footsteps. So Diomedes had an easy life.
Now that he had a lover, he often spent time sitting at his pool, daydreaming about Phillipos. Sometimes, he go inside and stroke his cock. thinking about fucking Phillipos. until he came. It really turned him on. But he tried to restrain himself so fucking Phillipos would be more pleasurable. Diomedes loved to look at Phillipos's ass. It was so perfectly shaped and creamy. Just seeing it made Diomedes horny and he could hardly wait to stick his cock between those ass cheeks and fuck his lover with all this might.
And Phillipos was always willing to be fucked. His cock stayed rock hard as he was fucked and Diomedes enjoyed reaching around and stroking his lover's cock. He soon learned how to time it so he could make Phllipos cum at the same time that he filled his ass with his own cum. By the same token, Phillipos loved Diomedes' body, particularly his cock. It felt so good in his ass and he loved feeling that cock going in and out of his ass. Most of all, he loved it when Diomedes shot his cum up his ass. It was so warm and creamy. If he could cum at the same time, it was a gift from the gods.
At times, he would come home from a day working in the horse stables and find Diomedes reclining on a sofa, totally naked and with a hard cock. Phillipos would strip off his tunic and kneel before his lover, sucking his glorious cock while his ass hole twitched in anticipation of what was sure to come. And they made love as often as they could, kissing passionately and enjoying every inch of each other's bodies.
After their night of drunken fucking, they got up, washed the sweat off their bodies and put on their tunics and sandals. Then they went to meeting called by Gorgidas, a prominent military leader of Thebes. The city was at war with the Spartans and had already lost some battles to the enemy. So Gorgidas wanted to form a special unit composed of male lovers. His thought was that lovers would be more committed to each other and willingly rush into danger to aid others, especially their own lovers.
Diomedes and Phillipos looked at each other for a moment and agreed to volunteer. Thus, the Sacred Band of Thebes was formed, composed of 150 male lovers, mostly in their twenties. It was an army of lovers.
The band was quickly taught how to do battle with the Spartans, learning how to defend themselves and exploit weaknesses in the Spartan way of fighting. They learned that the Spartans used shields and a 14-inch sword. So the Sacred Band was equipped with eight-foot spears that would allow them lunge between and shields and pierce the body of the Spartans. The training was hard, but Diomedes and Phillipos could sleep together in the military camp.
The first battle was at Tegyra, where the Sacred Band was outnumbered 2-1 by the Spartans. The enemy advanced first, expecting to overwhelm the band. But Gorgidas had the band in a dense formation and lunge their spears at the Spartans. Faced for the first time by a unit that was equally trained, the Spartans faltered and the band killed many of their leaders. Then Gorgidas had the band attack the Spartan flank. The Spartans were completely routed and retreated. The band got extra wine that night.
The band engaged the Spartans several months later at Leuctra. This time Gorgidas used slightly different tactics but with the same result. Over 1,000 Spartans were killed. There was a great celebration in Leuctra that night and Diomedes suffered only a mild wound to his arm which Phillipos bandaged with great care and love.
The band engaged the Spartans again at Chaeronea and fully expected to win. But this time, the Spartans were led by Philip of Macedonia and his son Alexander. This time, the Spartans were also equipped with spears so they matched the band in weapons. Alexander protected the Spartan flank and concentrated on the band's flank. He had clearly learned from the first two defeats.
Alexander succeeded in outflanking the band and eventually routed the Sacred Band. Virtually every member of the band was killed, including Diomedes, who was pierced in the chest by a Spartan spear. Phillipos screamed, dropped his spear and shield and tried desperately to rescue his lover, but was quickly captured by the Spartans.
Alexander was a cruel commander and had Phillipos stripped naked. Then he ordered two soldiers to beat Phillipos with thin, wooden rods. They beat Phillipos all over his body, particularly on his nipples and his cock and balls. This was designed to punish a Theban who had caused the Spartans such humiliation in two previous battles. And Alexander enjoyed seeing the captured Theban writhing and screaming in pain. The soldiers also seemed to enjoy inflicting pain on their former foe.
After Phillipos's body was covered with angry-looking red welts, Alexander ordered that the boy be tied to a tree. Then he had archers shoot arrows into Phillipos' body. The first arrows pierced just below his rib cage and his abdomen. Then arrows were shot into his thigh and his exposed armpit. The archers were determined to make Phillipos agony last as long as possible. Blood flowed from his wounds and Phillipos felt his life draining away.
Finally, at Alexander's direction, one archer took careful aim and fired an arrow right into the center of Phillipos' chest, piercing his heart instantly. Phillipos felt his life ebbing away.
In just a few minutes, Phillipos died and his last thoughts were of Diomedes. Thus did the two lovers die and the Sacred Band of Thebes come to an end.