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The Catamite - Part 4: Learning his place
"Get in here, fuckslave!" shouted Julius haughtily. His wavy dark brown hair and full sensuous lips spat the words out as Curthan crept forward. Rhodus crouched at the feet of the lean muscled Roman, kissing and licking his rippling washboard abs and holding his narrow waist as his master pushed his cock deep into the gagging throat. "Kneel on the bed like the useless bitch you are. I want the crack of your buttocks pointing upwards as you hold your boycheeks apart." The gurgling noises from Rhodus' throat as he struggled to swallow the never-ending length of hard fat cock echoed around the room. Curthan escalated his lean blond frame onto the bed, remembering how he had splayed apart the sexy gap between the thighs of that little bitch the day before, how tight her virgin cunt had felt around his throbbing dick as he had deflowered her and how full her pussy had been when his brother had forced his identical 7.5-inch cock deep into her quivering anus. That was until their new master had suddenly appeared and delivered the fuck of a lifetime, forcing his monster penis deep into the burning bowels of both Gallic twins with fury and lust. How the bitch had fisted his brother until he had been reduced to a sloppy loose ass-pussy....
Curthan kneeled over in fear, resting his forehead against the cool sheets as he awaited whatever savagery the beast of a cock felt like meting out today. Julius Flavius groped the gym-toned flesh of his slave-charioteer Rhodus, withdrawing his fleshy 10-inch monster from the 19 year old's gagging throat.
"Mate with him. Mount him like a fucking catamite whore!"
Rhodus stood and paced towards the bed, climbing onto the sheets as the sandy-haired youth bent over like a bitch in heat, the crack of his ass spread wide to reveal his puckered hole that Julius had raped earlier that morning. He licked at the tender raw ass mounds, prying them apart with his tongue before mounting the quivering teenager, his lean muscled body burning with desire as his loins coupled and his 7.5-inch cock sprang to life, locking in to the boy's anal opening. "Fuuuuuuucccckk!!!!!" he quailed in pain, feeling the charioteer's brutal entry ideep into his firm fuck-hole which buckled yet again as he was penetrated. "Annngh!!!! Owwwww!!!" he yelled louder and louder. Without giving him a chance to recover, Rhodus fucked deeper and longer until he felt Julius' 10-inch battering ram spread apart his own ass-crack. The washboard abs pressed against his back while he copulated with the yelling boy beneath and he could feel the taut lean muscled body of his master plunge forward suddenly, every defined muscle rippling with power as Julius speared his anal passage suddenly. "Yaaaaaarrrrgggh!!!" he yelled, "Dominus, please!!! Aggggh!!! Ungh! Ungh!!!" he moaned as the savage power-fuck began, forcing his own cock all the way to the hilt within the snug fit of Curthan's quaking ass-cunt. "Fucking sluts, you're just fuck-holes for proper men like me!" Julius said, pounding hard and fast as he thrust deep into Rhodus below him, fucking him senseless. "Grip my cock with your ass-pussy, fuckboy, massage my hard throbbing penis with your vagina and make me cum!!! Fuck!" - the sound of sex reverberated around the large bedroom as Julius Flavius literally fucked Rhodus' own cock in synchrony with his thrusts, in and out of the crying Curthan at the bottom of the mass of muscled flesh, as if he were fucking both boys simultaneously with his enormous prick at a truly savage pace. "Going to turn your fucking hole into a sloppy wet vagina by tomorrow morning, bitch!!" He fucked harder and deeper, with each backward motion Rhodus felt the exquisite pain of the master's raping cock pull his anal chute outwards and with it, his own cock withdrew from Curthan's tender hole. The spasming slave felt the sheer weight of Julius bear down with the rapid inward strokes, filling him over and over again as the master fucked both boys, hearing their screams for a full forty minutes as his massive dong loosened Rhodus' hole. Then the movement stopped as Julius withdrew his leaking cock from Rhodus' throbbing anus, leaving Rhodus mounting Curthan like a dog as before. He walked around the bed, tipping Rhodus onto his back so that Curthan was now riding the charioteer's cock, reverse cowboy style...
As he lifted the young bitchboy's legs high in the air, he inhaled the scent of fear from the 15 year old slaveboy, watching Rhodus continue to rut his cock in and out from below. Julius reared his giant prick, coated with Rhodus' ass-slime as he advanced, flexing his taut pecs and rippled abs which tapered to a slim lean waist. "No, please!!!! Dominus!!! Agggh!!!!" begged Curthan, his body wracked with pain. Julius ignored him, forcing his rock-hard phallus deep into the sloppy ass-pussy alongside Rhodus' throbbing member, feeling the unbelievable tension as he skewered the screaming boy. "Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrggghhh!!!!!" he wailed. "Fucccckkkk!!! Yesss!!" Julius roared, pushing balls deep with one enormous shove, impaling the young flesh and resting the kid's legs on his shoulders as his hole was spread impossibly wide by the fat Roman cock. No mercy was shown, no quarter given as far as Julius Flavius' sexual conquests were concerned and he resumed his ball-busting fuck, now that the kid was fully double-penetrated. Rhodus kept up his penetration, fearful of his master and hardened by the rigid pole that was so recently tearing up his own rectum now rubbing with an unbelievable degree of friction and speed next to his own within the ass-canal of the stammering boy above. He looked with some pity on Curthan - the lithe, lightly muscled boy was attractive and good-looking and clearly would have had no difficulty finding village girls to fuck. Here in his Roman hell-hole he found himself speared by two fat cocks and at the non-existent mercy of Julius Flavius. "Ungh!! Tight fucking hole, bitchboy! Going to sperm your womb, bitch!!! Fucking piece of shit, slave, fuck, fuck, take my load, take it all like a woman!!! Filling up your pussy!!!" roared the master, flooding Curthan's bowels like a firehose with an impossibly large load of cum that flowed out of the gaping spasming ass-vagina and pretty much obscured any trace of Rhodus' own climax, which was cut short when Julius sprang his still spurting cock free from Curthan's hole and forced it deep into Rhodus' unsuspecting anus. "Unnnnggggh!!!" he grunted in surprise, feeling the final blasts of the hefty load from Julius Flavius' enormous pulsating cock breeding him deep.
The rest of the afternoon descended into depravity of the sort that resulted in maximum pleasure for Julius Flavius and a large degree of pain and humiliation for both Rhodus and Curthan. He had laughed wickedly when the kid had screamed and howled like a wounded animal as he slowly inserted a fifth digit into the sloppy ass-pussy, almost breaking the boy's ass-ring as his cum-slicked fist slid inwards to the wrist, prying apart his innards as if devirginising the boybitch yet again. "Arrrrrnnggghhhh!!!! Ooooooowwwww!!!!! Aggghh!!!" Curthan had blubbered incomprehensibly before passing out. Rhodus held his tongue with disbelief, praying to his gods that the master would spare him such torture but he faced Julius' penchant for dipping a slim smooth ivory rod into a puddle of cum before inserting them slowly into his hard prick via his urethra as he screamed from the unwelcome sensation. Julius then proceeded to fuck both of them again in turn, pissing down each handsome teenager's throat after whipping them with a leather strap. In the dim room the Roman flexed his impressive toned physique every time his narrow waist slammed hard into the groins of the cringeing youths beneath him until he unloaded for the umpteenth time, breeding their bowels and marking them again as his property. It was dusk by the time he dismissed them curtly and adjourned for his supper with Sextus. Rhodus found himself giving Curthan a shoulder to lean on as they wiped each other clean in the slave stables, helping the younger guy to mop away his tears. Curthan remembered the old slave's words from that morning... "Just survive tonight, boy..."
Curthan smiled weakly at Rhodus, who leaned forward to give the younger guy a kiss on the forehead. They knew the intense pain inflicted by their master would be repeated ad infinitum, with the onset of battle serving only to build the testosterone charge even more in Julius' loins. Upstairs soft thuds and the animalistic sound of copulation could be heard as Sextus hit one of his own pleasure slaves while he rutted away in his chamber.
Curthan knelt on the hard floor of the slave-barn, licking at the flared cockhead of the slave whom Julius had ordered to fuck him earlier, eagerly sucking and slobbering all over it as their eyes locked. Rhodus grabbed his ears and began thrusting in earnest, relishing the warm soft pleasure of the boy's mouth and his sloppy soft tongue that rolled around his frenulum. He made love to Curthan's soft sweet mouth, pressing further as the teenager deep-throated his rigid cock with all the skill he could muster. "Ggnnnnggghh....mmmmpppfff..." the light gagging and sucking noises alternated with slurps and moans of pleasure from Rhodus, who didn't take long to spurt a hefty virile load that filled Curthan's constricting throat and spilled out over his lips as he gagged again.
Rhodus found himself falling for this boy, caressing his cheeks and his floppy hair as his slimy cock slipped out of the youth's mouth, joined only to him by a long sticky dribble of cum and saliva as Curthan swallowed and smiled. "Dominus would slap me and call me a cumdump and rape me again...but you..." he stood and kissed the chest, neck and then the lips of the surprised charioteer, who returned the embrace. Starved of all other human affections in the world of Roman slavery, the two youths found themselves flung together, clinging to each other for support amidst the abuse, pain, degradation and filthy humiliation inflicted by the lusty loins of their master. As they rolled on the cold floor, both shut out the sordid sights and feelings they had endured - the worlds lost and families left behind as they became sex-chattels of their dominating muscular Roman overlord for whom pleasure was strictly a one-way street.
In that slave hut, a world away from the drudgery of the Flavius Roman city villa where Pullus and countless other body-slaves were sweating and toiling away, Rhodus and Curthan found a brief respite in each other's nubile, meanly muscled frames. As Rhodus climbed on top of the younger stud Curthan felt the pain of his earlier fisting slowly ebb away with the waves of pleasure when his cock swelled inside the silky tunnel of the charioteer. "Unnngh!!! Annngghhh!!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck me!!" Rhodus called out, riding the boy's cock - a respectable 7.5 inches like his own, but much easier to accommodate than the girth and length of their master's crushing 10 inch rod. "Oh gods, fuck, you're so tight, fuck, I love your hole, fuck, grind your hips against me, fuckkkk!!!" the moans of pleasure escalated as the 15 year old slave thrust faster, unloading his first willing load into the clenching hole while Rhodus continued to bounce his asscheeks up and down, leaning down to kiss his newfound love. "Ugggghh, baby, fuck, keep fucking, screw me harder, fuck fuck fuck!!!" he continued to impale himself on the rigid penis until his own prostate triggered a final squirt of semen that shot between them and landed on Curthan's lips, which willingly licked and slurped the salty nectar.
The two entwined lovers embraced, their hips locked in synchrony. "I'm afraid of war...I wish we could stop that monster." Curthan said quietly. Rhodus kissed the nape of his neck, licking the teenager's ripe chest and nipples. "I think, perhaps, we might. We just might." Their kisses were interrupted by the overseer. "Up, slut! You - the master wishes to use your catamite ass tonight...I heard your bitch boypussy is pretty good at squeezing him to orgasm..."
Curthan stumbled in a daze along the villa's corridors towards Julius' expansive room. The muted sound of a sobbing girl was audible behind the heavy door; Julius had spent the better part of the past half hour deflowering a nubile teenage Gaul, her dark brown locks matted with cum and one cheek flashing crimson from repeated slaps. He had held her down easily and forced his enormous cock balls deep into her cunt, slapping her ass while she thrashed wildly on the bed, forcing the might of Rome savagely into her as he split her open while she screamed herself hoarse. By the time Curthan had returned Julius' ripped his cock free from her battered pussy which gaped and dripped with his cum. The night was just beginning as he sodomised her mercilessly, before alternating his limitless libido between Curthan and the newly bred slut. Meanwhile, Rhodus crept quietly to the courtyard to polish the chariot for the next day's ride to battle, oiling the axles and tightening the various bolts. He knew how critical it was that the armoured battle chariot was maintained to the highest standards so that it would hold fast in the thick of battle...like the strong muscled arm of his master, his broad shoulders and lats and his battering ram of a cock...those glutes that pounded and fucked and defiled. In that moment Rhodus found the courage to alter one of the axles, to twist a weak point into the pins that secured the right wheel below where his master stood in battle. An audacious, ridiculous thought came to mind as he remembered every time Julius' Flavius had fucked him like a toy and the screams of the many slaves he had bred and marked as his own without care or mercy. And Rhodus continued to fiddle, as he heard the tired pained moans of his new lover Curthan upstairs while Julius Flavius jackhammered his 10-inch penis into the slave's sloppy ass-cunt. "Squeeze tighter, bitch!! Squeeze my cock and grip it the way she grips it... whoever makes me cum harder tonight will be spared the lions of the Colosseum when I return from battle! Or else I'll fuck you for the rest of the campaign and throw you to the beasts!! They'll rip up the rest of your body after I've ripped up your anus! Fuck, bitch, back up on my cock and show me how you pleasure your master!!"
Rhodus adjusted the axle again, weakening one more bolt so it could buckle under strain - and perhaps teach the Dominus a proper lesson in how to fuck others up...