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Arn 1
Arn ran through the fields of the rolling hills around their village all
morning with his brother Alf. Arn would be starting his sixth year sense birth
his brother only a little older. They entered the village passing the small mud
adobe homes they all lived in. the place was strangely empty of people till
they approaching the center of the village they spotted most everybody, a
village meeting was being held.
Arn and his brother quietly snuck in close. Most kid in the village knew when
to be out of sight or silent when the meetings looked serious, as this one did.
Many of the mens faces were painted with the blue stain used when warriors
would soon be needed for the defense of the village. All of them were battle
ready and moving uneasily about as the meeting wound to a close. And Arn heard
talk of a roman cohort moving toward their village. The men moved out, grim
resolve fill the air.
Arn and his brother weren’t the only kids that followed the men to the edge of
the village watching them silently move through the outlying rolling hills till
gone. It was two days before sounds of marching could be heard through the
hills surrounding to village.
Arn and Alf sat on a stone fence at the edge of the village looking toward the
approaching noise. Over a distant hill they came ‘Romans’ marching up the small
road that led to the village. A horse drawn cart came up just behind the
leading Romans. The road, well more a path went by where the boys sat. Arn
remained transfixed by the sight as they marched by and into the village. Arn’s
eyed the cart, it was filled with heads, the heads of the warriors that had
gone out two days ago.
Blood and gore dripped from the moving wagon. Life changed forever that day.
They witnessed the death of all males over ten, the village tore down and
burned before being made to walk. Weeks later they were in a Roman city being
prepped to be sold as slaves.
Arn and Alf stool on a platform almost fully nude except for a small loin
cloth, it was their turn. A crowd bidding, the price going up. Till both sold
to a Roman citizen, their Dominus name Zane as his Deliciae “delightful ones”.
Wide eyed they went urged on by another adult slave accompanying the Dominus
till they arrived at his villa. It cover a large area of the countryside with
vast gardens and farm animals till they arrived at the main living area and
brought to a room.
They were stripped and wash, then look over by a man that had them open their
mouths as he look in. Also checking their genitalia, even probing into Arn’s
and Alf’s rectum with his finger. It was over soon enough and they were dressed
and brought to a room with other young slaves ‘Deliciae’ both male and female,
none over eight or nine seasons old. None of the others spoke the same language
so Arn and Alf stayed close as they explored where they were allowed.
A couple days past a slave that spoke in a thick accent in their language
brought them to a room. They were told the Dominus requested them for tonight
and they were not to reject any advances of the Dominus on threat of a harsh
beating. Then taken and given perfumed baths before being led with small loin
cloths through the huge building to a large room and led in.
Dominus ‘Zane’ sat drinking from a gold goblet as the boys stood wide eyed in
awe of the powerful looking Roman man. The slave bowed leaving the room
quickly. The powerful Dominus finished his drink setting the cup down and
rising up he pulled his robe off.
The Dominus was a tall man well musseled some scars showing on his torso he was
no stranger to violence. The powerful man came over standing before them, Arn
and his brother could only stare at the nude man just a few feet in front of
them. The Dominus’s penis hung down over his huge adult testicles, he was more
than amply built. His pubes were well trimmed and the hair removed from the
rest of his muscled and oiled torso.
âSo you are both brothers?â he said with a thick accent that was hard to
understand.
Both of them shook their heads in unison still staring at the naked powerful
Roman both watching as his adult penis started swelling, lifting into the air
slightly as the man stared down onto them.
âCome.. I am more than interested in the differences between two brothers
whom look so much alike.
He place a hand on each of them, leading them over to a wide step in front of a
polished mirror. On the top of the step Arn could see leather straps and after
being urged up onto it facing the mirror the Dominus place one around an ankle
and snugging it down, then pulling his leg over a bit he did the same to the
other ankle.
A bar ran across chest high in front of him and leather straps were there also.
And shortly both his wrist were strapped down onto the wooden beam leaving him
standing there facing the brood polished mirror, his brother was made fast in
the same way just a foot beside him. Alf’s loincloth dropped to the floor then
Arn saw the Dominus move behind him reaching down and his own loincloth fell
away.
Arn could see in the mirror that the Dominus penis had fully risen going
stiffly erect. Even in his former village there were rumors of men that liked
boys and he swallowed hard at the thought and a deep slowly rising panic welled
up inside of him.
He could now see why he and his brother were placed up onto the step, it left
them just high enough for the powerful Dominus and he moved up behind his
brother. Arn looked over as Dominus Zane came up close to Alf, his brother
looked small in contrast to the muscled man.
The huge looking adult penis slipped up between the slight cleft of his
brothers buttocks and along his back. Alf’s hands twisted nervously and he
stared wide eyed into the reflection of himself and the Dominus now close
behind his brother.
Arn could hardly contain his apprehension and his legs fidgeted about in the
ankle straps, his own fingers clasped in nervous fists, he wanted very much to
be somewhere else. The Dominus moved behind him and he gasp, trembling all over
as the powerful man’s penis touched then went sliding up through his buttock
also, he could feel the heat of it against the small of his back. Huge hands
felt over him, going to his loin. He could see it all in the mirrored surface.
âI think I’ll take you firstâ the heavily accented voice of Dominus Zane
loud behind Arn.
He pulled away reaching for a small bowl dipping his fingers in scooping some
of it content out. Arn’s legs felt like they wanted to give out as he couldn’t
help to watch as the Dominus spread the slick stuff over his now menacingly
large adult penis.
The stiffness could plainly be seen throbbing to the Romans heartbeat. And in a
much too short span of time the Dominus was moving up behind Arn. Arn gasped as
a slick finger probed up into his rectum much to abruptly with a fleeting sharp
stab of pain then pulled out.
A arm went around his waist pulling him back toward the Dominus, he remained
wrist and ankles held in place by the straps holding him in place. And a slick
warm thick blunt pressure went through the slight cleft of his buttock going
against his anus.
The world seem to be closing in around Arn, his mind slipping in to a form of
derealization and he felt as if this was somehow a waking dream. That is until
his clinched trembling anal mussels wearied of the struggle against the slick
bluntness pressing with enduring persistence. In a flash of piercing pain his
anus was forced to open around the fleshy adult penis head.
Arn couldn’t have imagined such pain, his face contorted in an teeth clenching
grimace as the pain continued. He cried out, tears streaming down his face, his
arms, legs pulling involuntarily against the straps holding him. Till
thankfully the Dominus stopped the cruel pressing lunges, but Arn’s rectum
remained burning hotly from being stretched so wide by the insane thickness.
The blunt hard knot at the end of the man rod in Arn’s rectum pressed at a
growing soreness somewhere deep inside of him. He blinked the tears from his
eyes, his reflection came into focus, pained terror and shock showed on his
young flushed sweet drenched face. His brother beside him was crying openly as
he witnessed what was happening.
Dominus Zane’s hands started roaming his torso feeling over his trembling body
and Arn could see a wild gleam in his eyes a disturbing excitement flooding
through the powerful Roman as one of his hands went to Arn’s groin, gripping
him much too tightly there. His young testicles sending a wave of intense
nausea through Arn. But far worse was the escalating pressure of the thick
blunt tipped worming penis driving the soreness at the end of his rectum into
cramping pain. His deep rectal mussels started tightening up around the thick
girth and there was nothing he could do to contain the painful reflex. It
continued with him gasping in short pants hoping the sharp painful sensation
would die back.
The Dominus groaned in pleasure behind him as his rectal mussels remained
clenching uncontrollably around the horrid thickness. The thick rod was tugged
much too quickly from him, with the entire tube of his rectum cramping over the
emptiness it sudden found there. Arns legs went tense and trembled against the
blindingly sharp cramping pain that flooded his poop tube. And even though the
Dominus had moved away he stood suddenly upright buttocks clenched rigid unable
to even move as the sharp cramp ran it course. Dominus Zane had moved on to his
brother. Arn caught a glimpse of his still ridge cock, a disrupted shine showed
how far up into Arn’s rectum it had been, almost half way. And a dark smear of
poop coated the blunt head which he was already wiping with a cloth, dipping
his fingers into the small bowl and rubbing the slickness over his penis again.
Panic gripped his brother the moment the Dominus moved up behind him. Arn could
see him shaking in terror, tugging vainly against the leather bonds. A large
strong arm went around his brothers waist pulling him back. Arn watch the
Dominus guiding his slickened stiff penis up into Alf’s slightly opened
buttocks with seeming precision. His brother tried to jerk away from the guided
rod but was pulled too taunt back toward the muscled Dominus. The mussel of
Alf’s limbs went tense suddenly a pained shocked looked flashed across his
face, his anus had given in to the dominus’s thick penis. The powerful mans
hands went to Arn’s brother’s hips his stance changing and the penis was driven
up between Alf’s buttock moving in a couple inches.
Alf’s small head came up then a teeth clenching grimace froze on his face. His
small hand clenched in tight fists, then he cried out, a high pitched scream
that got cut off on the next powerful lunge from Dominus Zane’s loin. The stiff
penis slipped even deeper then seemed to lodge to a stop, a little over half of
the long thick rod still was visible. Tears streamed down Alf’s terror filled
face and he looked about franticly as if looking for a way of escape. Their
eyes locked and a pleading look flashed across from him.
Arn already knew how it felt his own rectum still ached and where the blunt tip
of the penis had pressed deep inside of him still felt sore. Then his brothers
eyes widened, his mouth opened face going flush, his head and shoulders dipped.
âU-u-u-U-u..â wavered loudly from him.
Arn looked at where the Dominus entered Alf and was shocked to see his loin
close to his small buttocks and still urging his rod to go farther up into him.
Alf’s body seemed to be trembling in shaking spasms to each movement the
Dominus made behind him. Then in one last lunge the powerful Roman’s loin went
up onto Alf’s ass cheeks pressing and holding the boy in place there. Alf
screamed again as if stabbed clean through.
With Alf still screaming the powerful man slipped one hand around to Alf’s
groin fingers playing over his small penis then squeezing both his boy
testicles. Alf stopped screaming looking suddenly ill, Arn remembered how the
ruff handling of his own testicles felt. The Dominus’s loin started moving with
small timed movements, his brother gasped in with the first small tug his
breathing became erratic as if he couldn’t catch his breath. And shortly Arn
could discern a shocking wet sound of the movement from Alf’s abdomen.
Arn looked up into the sadistic pleasure racked face of Dominus Zane. He was
totally adsorbed into what he was doing to Alf and stared intently down on to
his lurching form and into the mirror plainly enjoying Alf’s sweeting red
flushed contorting face and torso. In one lunge a sharp fart came from Alf and
the deep sound changed and the powerful Roman seated his cock against Alf’s
buttocks. Alf looked wildly about then turning slightly looking pleadingly up
at the Dominus.
âIâ¦ uh.. I got to use the latrinaeâ he groaned face beet red âI.. I can
not stop itâ
But the Dominus only stared down onto him with intent a hand seeking Afl’s loin
again the other going to his shoulder. Alf seemed to realized what was about to
happen the terror of it wash across his face as the powerful man adjusted
himself behind him. His young mouth drop open as the Dominus squeezed his
testicles tightly. The loins of the man pulled back with Alf’s chest dropping
then head, fully half the thick cock came slickly into view before surging back
almost all the way, but in another push seated back against him. His young back
arched up sharply and when he raised his head Arn could plainly tell the
revolting shock Alf was feeling. The Dominus leaned in over Alf hugging him
close his large hand on Alf’s shoulder going to his brother’s neck forcing his
his head to turn toward the powerful man. The Dominus kissed his brother full
on the mouth for a long moment as his loin gyrated against his boy buttocks,
cock fully embedded.
When the Dominus rose up Arn found himself suddenly under his full gaze. His
brothers back was still sharply arched as the Dominus slowly pulled his cock
back. And Arn couldn’t help but to watch the long stiffness as it was pulled
finely free from his brother’s bowel. He stared in horror at the throbbing rod,
two thirds of it was coated in Alf’s deep poop and Arn could plainly even see
some streaks of blood. The Dominus picked up the small cloth wiping his penis
free of Alf’s use.
âYour brother’s gut was tight and sweetâ the thick accent struggling for
the words âBut I think I will finish in yoursâ
Arn’s brother had sagged onto the wide step hands and ankles still strapped
tightly in place. The Dominus’s hand dipped back into the small bowl again and
Arn watch the throbbing member become slick again with the stuff. A loud sob
came from his brother but Arn’s full attention was on Dominus Zane. Arn stared
into the polished mirror an the man came in close behind him, the panicked
terror started closing in about him again. Large hands touch him, caressing
ruffly over his torso, feeling over his groin a finger going into his still
stinging rectum. The world closed in about him. Arn stared into the mirrored
surface at the Dominus’s lust filled face and could see no chance for reprieve
there.
Then his hips were grabbed pulling him back arms legs going taunt against the
leather straps. A slick blunt pressure finding his tender anus much too
quickly. It entered into his rectum bring him up sharply in the grasp of a
sudden sharp stab of gripping pain, going deep and hard against that still sore
spot at the end of his rectum. Arn was still locked in the grip of the sudden
entry as the Dominus’s blunt penis head wormed aggressively up against the now
escalating soreness deep up inside his rectum. The thick tip surged hard, then
surged again the tight pained spot relenting to the fierce deep pressure.
Arn wasn’t prepared for the deeper entry at all. It hurt and felt nasty,
horribly nasty. In the mirror he could see the shock of it on his own now
flushed face. The Dominus was gazing at his face too seemingly enjoying Arn’s
conflicting blight. A wave of intense embarrassment at being looked at like
this gripped Arn. He wanted to hide from the powerful man’s gaze. The penis
move deeper into his sensitive intestine and a feeling of an impending bowel
movement started to escalate inside of him. Caught under the intense gaze of
the Dominus Arn watched as he leaned in over Arn hugging him against his
muscled body. Arn could feel his warm sweet covered torso against his back. His
young head was guided facing up toward the Dominus’s, his adult lips going
against his. The man’s tongue wormed into his mouth snaking around deeply. All
the while a increasingly urgent need to defaecate went coursing through Arn’s
bowel.
The voice of the house slave went through Arn’s head ‘If you know whats good
for you, you’ll do what ever the Dominus wants’. But it became increasingly
difficult and Arn groan loudly into the powerful Roman’s mouth, the Dominus’s
cock slipped even deeper under the constant press from his loin and Arn could
feel his delicate hold on any form of control slipping quickly from him.
Arn was panting now and groan when the loin of Dominus Zane went pressing
snugly into the cleft of his boy buttocks. The Roman’s tongue move feverish
through his mouth now, thenâ¦
âH-ug-g-gâ¦.!â Arn’s bowel lurched in a uncontrolled surge to defaecate,
bringing him up and pulling away from the Dominus’s kiss, facing the mirror.
His face was beet red, some form the sudden strain but mostly from the
embarrassment of being use in this way under the intense constant watchful gaze
of the Dominus. The urgent feeling to poop wouldn’t go away and his intestine
started to audibly groan and he could plainly feel his deep stool being pushed
with a building pressure against the thick blockage it found in its path. Arn’s
mind became consumed by the awful pressure building inside him and his face
contorted reflecting plainly how it felt. The thick penis flexed stiffly making
his intestine struggle even more aggressively to push his stool through his
young blocked bowel.
The Dominus urged Arn’s young face up toward his again, planting his lips over
the boys. The man’s tongue went into his reluctant mouth and a hand on back of
his head held Arn there under the long passionate lusty kiss. And when the
Dominus pull away Arn felt his hands slip down gripping strongly to his slender
waist on each side. He found himself staring into the mirror blinking wide eyed
at himself and the Dominus behind him. The thick penis flexed more stiffly than
before and tugged back.
Arn’s whole body shuddered, legs wobbling as the sensation wash through him.
But the stiff penis was already going back up into him, mashing into his deep
poop that had fill the space the thick cock had left. It took the Dominus two
intense lunges before his loin went back against Arn’s buttocks. The feeling of
it all engulfed Arn and through the haze of sudden terror his eyes focused onto
the wild sadistic gleam that shown on the Dominus’s face, the penis tugged back
again. He plainly felt the intense nastiness of it, his thick poop being pulled
along with the bulbous thick cock head through his now extremely sensitive
intestine.
Arn’s whole world exploded in a rush of intense vile sensations as the thick
stiff rod started a forceful movement through his rectum and gut. He just
couldn’t get a handle on any of it and found himself lurching lewdly about
under the awful pounding. His body twisted and contorted uncontrollably to each
deep penetration of cock through his gut. The thick penis seemed to stiffen
even more growing unbearably thicker as it stabbed up into him one last time,
working past any hindrance it found. The Dominus hugged him tightly close and
Arn found his lips against the powerful Roman’s again, the tongue ravaging
through his mouth. The penis was swelling horribly thick as it spit a huge load
of the Dominus sperm into Arn’s intestine. Then another and another the
Dominus’s strong loin churning hard up into the cleft of Arn’s buttocks. Arn’s
mind swam struggling to taking in what was happening.
With his bowel still urgently in need to defaecate the Dominus pulled his penis
slowly out leaving Arn still straining long after the cock left him. He felt
nauseous and his legs wobbled weakly. A house slave came in and released Arn
and Alf. Dominus Zane came over towering over them before they were guided out.
âTomorrow boys we will be training you in the art of fellatioâ he turned
away and Arn and Alf were led staggering to be cleaned and checked for any
permanent damage.
They had been giving their first taste of being Deliciae slaves. They were at
the pleasure of their Dominus, for better or worse.
Arn 2
Arn woke to the house slave shaking him and he yawned climbing from the bedding
him and his brother Alf shared. Alf was woke also and climbed up beside Arn.
Their world had been tore apart only a month or so ago and they now found
themselves sold into slavery to a powerful Roman ‘Dominus Zane’ as ‘Deliciae’
or “delightful ones” to be used for their masters pleasure. They had only been
here a few days but already had their first training contact with the Dominus
yesterday. He had taken both Alf and Arn anally and Arn still felt the affects
deep inside, his rectum ached and anus burned hotly, but his brother seemed to
have had it worse.
They were young Arn but maybe six seasons old Alf only a little older. Alf held
his tummy looking a little ill then took off toward the communal latrinae, Arn
knew a little how he felt as he gotten up more than once that night running
there and just the thought brought his attention back to his own burning anus.
Arn and Alf stayed close to the latrinae most of the morning. It was passed mid
day when the house slave found them.
âCome boys, come its time to ready you for the Dominusâ Arn struggled with
the house slave thick accent âHe’s got a guest and is eager to start your
fellatio trainingâ
The house slave grinned grabbing his crouch and pointing to his mouth. Arn knew
instantly what he meant by the move and flushed under the devilish gleam in the
slaves eyes. He and Alf were led into a room close to where the Dominus and his
guest were, Arn could hear the powerful Roman talking in the strange language
they all had and another man also. Laugher came from the room and the scent of
strong wine caught Arn’s nose.
They were stripped and quickly washed with scented water and found themselves
standing with small loincloths, the house slave looked them over.
âThe Dominus wishes you bound and training rings placed in your mouthsâ he
was still grinning and it unnerved Arn
âThe Dominus still thinks you wild and doesn’t want to be bitâ the house
slave chomped his jaw like he was biting off a penis. He went on âYou’ll be
gagging on his member and unable to breath, just last week a boy like you will
never take another cockâ
âDid.. did he dieâ his brother Alf asked the house slave.
The slave looked real serious shaking his head ‘yes’ but Arn thought he was
just joking with them. Even so a wave of anxiety went through him especially as
the slave started binding their arms folded behind them tightly. Arn and Alf
were made to drink a large cup of water each the house slave holding it to
their mouth turning it up till they finished it all. It took a bit but they
managed to down it all. Then the slave picked up the training rings. They were
metal rings with leather straps on each side, the house slave lifted the thing
up in front of Arn.
âOpen boyâ
Arn opened his mouth and the slave placed the large metal ring into his mouth
turning it behind his front teeth. He groaned as the thing was turned, it
forced his mouth to open far enough that his jaw ached, the slave fastening the
leather strap around his head. Spittle dripped down over his jaw as the house
slave did the same to Alf. Arn was scared, Alf was visibility shaking, but
stayed in place till the slave finished.
The slave looked them over one last time as they stood side by side then rubbed
his hand over a growing bulge in his own robe.
âCome on, lets get you to the Dominus before they have too much strong
drinkâ
They were guided spittle dripping from their chins into the room, the two
Romans were talking, the sound of music could be heard from somewhere. The
Dominus rose motioning for the house slave to leave, he hurried out.
âThis man is here to help in your fellatio trainingâ The Dominus voice
struggling with Arn and Alf’s language.
The Dominus came over to Alf placing his large hand on his shoulder and
motioned for Alf to go to the other man. Arn watched Alf move scared face over
to the setting man. The man looked Alf over with seeming satisfaction. The
Dominus guided Arn over in front a almost knee high padded plank anchored there
a foot or so high in the center of the room till his shins went against the
padded surface. A strap on it was strapped around his legs holding him standing
upright against the flat padded side. The other man rose up and guided Arn’s
brother up beside him and strapped his legs against it also.
Arn and Alf now stood there legs held strapped against the padded blank staring
wide eye at the two big adult male Romans. Spittle slowly ran down over Alf’s
chin onto his young chest. He watched the robes of the muscled Dominus slip off
leaving him fully nude. Alf could see he was already aroused his ample adult
cock almost fully stiff. The Dominus stepped up in front of Arn, Arn’s hight
having his head level with the Dominus loin, the cock loomed in close enough to
feel the heat radiating from it and Arn couldn’t take his eyes from it. He was
only dimly aware of the other Roman stepping in front of his brother.
Alf jumped at a wet gagging heave beside of him and he turned his head. The
other Roman had a strong two handed grip on his brother’s head. His stiff cock
was placed through the metal ring in Alf’s mouth and Alf was wide eyes looking
into the dark well trimmed pubes of the man before him. A slight bulge shown on
the front of his brother’s throat, Arn realized in horror that where the bulge
terminated was the tip of the mans thick cock. His brother heaved fiercely with
a horrid wet sound that sent a small gush of liquid around the half embedded
cock, some even coming out Alf’s button nose.
Two strong hands gripped Arn’s head on each side pulling him facing the
Dominus’s looming cock. He found himself staring down the entire length of the
now throbbing stiff cock. He could hear the now terrifying sounds beside him
even feel wet splatters of warm liquid on his bare skin as it went on. And he
was nextâ¦
The thick cock came forward, under his nose, through the ring, filling his
mouth. Arn could taste the thick pre-cum as it nosed in farther over his
tongue, and he looked down the seemingly long length of it into the trimmed
hair of the Dominus’s adult pubes. The thick tip pressed onto the back of his
throat, he welled up gagging and as his throat opened to heave his head was
pulled down over the thickness. It forced a tight path down into his throat. It
took a moment before his gag reflex caught up with the lunge. Arn’s stomach
lurched hard and he heaved, the cock snaked deeper. He heaved harder a gush of
liquid coming up against the thick cock head plugging tightly his throat.
Arn couldn’t help but to attempt to pull away, to remove himself the horrible
deeply penetrating fleshy thick rod still being forced down into his throat.
His struggles only seemed to encourage the Dominus in his effort to get it to
go even farther still. His body welled up involuntary into another all-
consuming retching heave. A flood of the water he drank came up hard against
the bulbous plug of cock, swelling his throat painfully, then being forced
around the cock as the heave continued. It sprayed from his nose, and around
the shaft of cock that was still being forced to go deeper but the worse was
that the stomach water getting into his lungs. And itIt felt like he was
suddenly drowning. The cock pulled free, he was left still hunched up and it
took him a long second before he could will his lungs to draw in air.
When his lungs did work it came as an involuntary spasm making him suck in the
fluid that remained in his mouth, nose, he went into a violent fit of wet
coughing that he couldn’t contain. Arn choked wetly the stuff from his lungs
spraying out from his mouth over the thick cock head held inches from his face.
The hands on each side of his head had relaxed some but now Arn could feel the
gripping hands of the Dominus tightening, taking control again. Arn blinked his
tear wet eyes clear staring wide eyed into the wet soaked loin of the Dominus,
there was evidence of Arn’s violent heaving there, small chunks of his
breakfast.
Arn’s throat felt course where the cock had wedged in and his stomach ached
from heaving so hard. The wet soaked cock move into his mouth then drove into
his tender throat, the Dominus’s hips churned in front of him as the grip on
each side of Arn’s head became unbearable. Arn could plainly see the mussels of
the Dominus’s abdomen rippling inches from his wide panicked eyes and the thick
cock was forced quickly even deeper into his throat than before. His world
exploded into a haze of intense consuming choking retches. Arn’s body twisted
involuntary about between the Dominus’s tight grip on his head and the binding
of his shins against the padded plank.
Arn’s lungs sucked involuntary in to breath but seemed to only draw the in cock
deeper. In Arn’s panic his senses seemed to come into sharp focus for a moment
and he found his face buried into the mat of pubic hair of the Dominus. The
shock of knowing the entire thick cock was in his throat swept over him in a
intense frighting way, he could feel the world slipping from him and his lungs
sucked in, in erratic spasms, a vain effort to draw in needed air. A surge of
adrenalin filled panic gripped Arn and he fiercely lurched to pull free, to get
away, to get air. And was surprised to feel the thick cock pulled from his
throat.
With his head still in the grasp of the Dominus hands Arn gasped, gagged and
coughed, spitting up wetly thick stringy liquid from his lungs and stomach and
still he struggle to get a gasp of needed air. Then in a involuntary spasm he
suck in a harsh lung full of air trying hard not to go into a fit of coughing
as some thick liquid came in with it. Arn eyes focused onto a string of thick
spittle that hung precariously from his mouth to the cock head. Beside of him
came a horrid wet sloshing noise, his eyes being drawn over past the Dominus’s
hands toward where his brother was. He caught a glimpse of the other Roman
humping feverishly into Alf’s face as he held his brothers head tightly in
place. The long cock moving at a rapid pace through his brothers throat. Then
stabbed suddenly fully deep Alf’s small head against the man’s loin. Arn could
see the Roman gripped suddenly in the throws of releasing his load of sperm
deep into Alf’s throat. The bulge going through Alf’s throat swelling with the
cock with each release of sperm.
Then he pulled the cock from Alf releasing his young boy head, letting him fall
gasping and choking away out of Arn’s sight. Arn looked up toward the Dominus’s
face. He was smiling broadly a sadistic gleam to his eyes as he stared down
into Arn’s face less than an inch from his throbbing cock. The large hands took
control again, holding Arn’s head just as the Dominus desired. Arn could only
look down over the thickly shiny, spittle coated length seeing the muscled
abdomen of the Dominus tense in his readiness to continue. The cock surged
through the training ring plunging deeply without mercy or thought, the
powerful loin of the Dominus started humping eagerly forcing the thick cock
through Arn’s throat in an escalating tempo leaving Arn thrashing about, his
small body writhing between his tightly strapped legs and held head.
The sloshing wet noise filled his senses, his throat raw from the abuse. Arn
had the sensation he was drowning and the need to breath becoming as urgent as
the now pummeling cock in his throat. All motion stopped with Arn’s head held
tightly against the loin of the Dominus but his body still spasmed in it need
to draw breath. The thick cock exploded in release, swelling with each load
that was sprayed deep into his throat. It was still pumping a small streams
sperm as the Dominus pulled it slowly from his mouth.
Arn lungs lurched in wet spasms to come back to life, the taste of the Dominus
sperm heavy in his mouth. He slipped hunching over coughing, gagging, gasping
down what air he could get, and the heavy taste of sperm consuming his senses.
The men had moved away and the house slave suddenly appeared releasing them.
Helping them from the room as they could scarcely move on their own, waves of
coughing fits took Arn forcing him to his knees. The house slave removed the
bonds and training rings, they were cleaned and left to recover some. Arn
couldn’t swallow for a few hours his throat ached horribly. Even still it was
days later Arn would have a fits of coughing up phlegm that had the taste of
the Dominus sperm.
Finely though Arn and Alf put the ordeal behind them as other Deliciae were
called on some coming back worse off than they had. But there came a rummer of
an Deliciae orgy being set up in the next week and most of the Deliciae here
would be called upon to service the guest that would be attendingâ¦.. And
there would be a need of young boys.
Arn 3
The day of the orgy was fast approaching, the some other ‘Deliciae’ slaves
(“delightful ones”) whom had been called to serve at other orgies grew nervous.
Arn could feel the tension, the playing had mostly stopped and a lot of the
kids kept to themselves now. Anytime a adult house slave entered the common
area the place became deathly still. Arn had been reflecting on his life before
taken and sold as a Deliciae slave. He missed running wild through the rolling
hills, he missed his birth family and realized he would most likely never see
his mother ever again. His father had been one of the warriors that had gone
out that first day. He would be dead now with the rest of the men that went
out. And he cried openly for his loss for most of that day.
The day had come with Dominus Zane coming in early having the Deliciae line up
for selection. Arn and Alf stood in line with the rest, girls in one row the
boys in another. He read from a scroll in that strange Roman language the names
he had chosen for the orgy. The girls were first and some gasp when their names
were call others could hardly contain their sobs a few just stared blankly and
when the names moved on the the boys the unchosen girls breath sighs of relief.
A couple boy names were call then Arn followed by Alf, Arn just stared but his
brother standing next to him gasped as if he had been struck. A few more names
were called before the rest were dismissed. There were at lease fifteen of them
being led off to be readied for this evenings festivities. They were all washed
thoroughly and scented with flowery perfumes, the girls clad scantly in see
through fabric, the boys remained bare chested with scant loincloths that hid
nothing.
Music started, filling the villa with lively sounds and Arn could hear the
adult voices growing as more guest arrived. He could make out the oder of
cooked food and strong wine. Then a house slave with fellatio training rings
went through the Deliciae picking out the one that were still considered wild,
Arn and Alf were placed with them. And each kid both girl and boy were given
the large cup of water, making sure they had drank it all before they were
fitted with the rings. Arms were tightly bound behind them and they stood ready
with the others to be led into the Deliciae orgy.
A last speech was given to the attending Deliciae, the one house slave told Arn
and Alf in their language what was said. ‘They were to be at the service of any
guest there on threat of death’ Then they were led into the den of noise and
music.
A loud cheer went up as Arn and Alf lined up with the others before the guest.
There was maybe eight or nine all male guest there the Deliciae out numbered
them. Like the other Deliciae Arn stared wide eyed at the assembly of men that
were now looking them over. Arn could sense the growing anticipation going
through out the room. And could feel his world starting spin in a haze of
apprehension, it felt like every guest in the room was looking at him alone.
Some of the Roman men were rubbing over bulges in their robes. They all raised
their cups to Dominus Zane in tribute.
Some of the Guest were rising to inspect the Deliciae on display closer. Most
of the Roman’s were like Dominus Zane, strong imposing men some showing scars
of battle. A tall man came over picking out a girl then going down the line
stopped in front of Arn, his eyes going over Arn lustfully. The bulge in his
robe plainly revealing his eagerness. The Roman looked over at Alf standing
beside Arn.
âYou are brothersâ he said with only a slight accent âI remember you now,
I was there when we cut your fathers down and burned your villageâ
He released the girl sending her back to the line âI will have you both.. I
will fuck your people one more timeâ
The strong Roman’s voice had a harsh tint to it and he pulled Arn and his
brother over to the Dominus speaking to him almost arguing. The Dominus seemed
in the end to relent holding up one finger pointing to Alf his brother. The
Dominus motioned for Arn to come beside of him. Arn stood beside of Dominus
Zane and watched his brother being led off by the harsh Roman, watched as he
selected the girl he had sent back only moments ago.
âI am sorry boyâ The Dominus said âYou may never see your brother
againâ¦ You see he lost a good friend taking your village, things may go
harshly for your brother tonightâ
The Dominus shouted something cheerfully to the wine drinking men and everybody
started disrobing picking through the remaining Deliciae, even Dominus Zane
selected a young girl from the group bring her over to his padded triclinium.
She was with out bonds or training ring. Arn looked about nervously seeing and
hearing the sounds of the Deliciae orgy beginning. A couple boys were already
being sodomized one bound boy crying out as the man eagerly went about his
business behind him. The other boy was being taken missionary and almost seemed
to be enjoying the mans lustful lunges into his small hole, the man’s caressing
hands going over his young body with him leaning over and lewdly deep kissing
his seemingly eager boy mouth. Arn’s mind swam at what he was seeing.
The Dominus had disrobed laying back on the comfortable padded triclinium the
girl went mouthing over his erect penis. The Dominus pulled Arn closer reaching
around removing the strap to the training ring pulling it from Arn’s mouth. He
was lifted onto the triclinium beside the strong Roman. With his large hands he
guided Arn’s head to his kissing him deeply. Arn let the Dominus’s tongue roam
through his mouth hearing the man groan in pleasure as the young girl remained
mouthing over his stiff cock feverishly. The whole world seem to be going
surreal the sounds of some Deliciae filled the room as they were plainly not
enjoying the sexual acts being performed on them. And other young Deliciae
apparently enjoying it with giggling and playful laugher.
Dominus Zane rose letting the girl slip onto the floor, she stood to the side
obediently as Arn was placed laying back down on his bound arms on the
triclinium with the powerful man gazing lustfully down at him. Arn’s ankles
were grabbed legs opened as the Dominus head went open mouthed down onto his
groin. Arn felt his small penis growing stiff under the damp warm mouthing of
his groin from the strong muscled Roman. A growing tingling was going through
his young testicles he had never felt before and it made him squirm about, the
Dominus staying with him mouth moving eagerly over his young groin.
The Dominus raised up, Arn could feel the cool air going over his spittle damp
scrotum making it draw up tight under his small stiff penis. The Dominus placed
Arn’s feet together down onto his chest holding them there together with one
large hand. Arn’s head rested elevated on a broad pillow and he could see the
Dominus grip his stiff adult spittle damp throbbing cock guiding it toward his
now up turned widely spread bottom. Arn was conflicted inside now from the odd
pleasure he had coursing through him, his small cock still stiff from the
sensation of the pleasurable mouthing he just had and also the memory of being
taken painfully up the ass on his first encounter with the Dominus.
The blunt cock went against his back hole, pressing firmly, his anus resisting
the thickness, but the Dominus persisted and his anal mussels relented in a
swift but fleeting stab of pain. Even still the shear thickness kept his mind
focused on the powerful man. The thick cock kept pressing, his rectum
reluctantly relented and the thick cock slowly filled him till pressing to the
end firmly. Arn’s much smaller cock remained stiff and the Dominus released his
own cock and place his fingers on Arn’s stiff small boy cock pumping it between
two fingers. A wave of pleasure swept through Arn he had never experienced
making him groan, and when he looked at the Dominus he found he suddenly
wanting the imposingly powerful man to fuck him, wanting to feel his thick cock
moving inside of him, and ‘yes’ he wanted it to feel nasty, needing it.
Arn could see the girl still standing there a broad understanding smile on her
young face. His rectum was growing sensitive under the Dominus’s flexing cock,
adding now to the excitement he felt. The thick cock pulled back engulfing Arn
in a rush of sensation as the Dominus started humping into him. The cock at
first reluctantly moving through the sear tightness of his rectal tube, and
then pressing hard at the entrance into his large intestine before pulling back
again. His feet were kept pressed to his chest as he now squirmed under the
growing intensity of the pressing lunges. Then the first signs of blunt cock
head nosing deeper into his bowel, the Dominus felt it too and press inward not
giving up any progress he had made.
Arn’s small cock softened as a deep pain mounted, the thick blunt cock head
forcing him to contort his much smaller body lewdly about under the Dominus in
order to ease the sharpness of the deeper entry. The cock head slipped deeper
into him, past the resisting turn and moved into his gut, the sharp pain
vanishing replaced by that deep feeling of nastiness. And a feeling that he was
going to need to poop… soon. The Dominus was already pressing farther into him
eagerly wanting to press his loin against Arn’s bottom. Arn’s small cock
stiffened again as he looked up at the powerfully strong man, he wanted the man
to take him, and he wanted to feel being use in this nastiest of ways
Arn’s intestine now protested harshly against the deep intrusion sending
overbearing signals of a gripping bowel movement through his boy gut.
The Dominus loin press hard against his bottom now fully embedded and Arn watch
as he slightly adjusted himself, the thick cock flexing harder inside him in
anticipation. An odd pleasure fill Arn as he took it all in, he was being use
for this mans vile pleasure and he found he liked it, liked the feeling of the
degrading helplessness.
The cock tugged back then started moving through his gut without pause as he
remained pinned down, feet still held tightly together against his chest and he
squirmed lewdly about from the sudden unleash of movement through his bowel. He
became engulfed, engrossed in the surge of disgustingly pleasurable sensations
taking him, forcing guttural grunts he didn’t even know he could make from him.
The cock lunged into Arn’s spasming intestine one last time swelling, he
welcomed the rush of sperm from the powerful Roman’s cock flooding into his boy
gut. The Dominus had leaned in over Arn and they were locked in a deep
passionate open mouth kiss tongues moving together.
The Dominus unbound Arn letting him stay next to him through the orgy. Arn even
suck the Dominus’s cock later that night as the party was winding down, taking
the thick cock fully into his throat gaging harshly as the Dominus held him
open mouthed tightly against his loin till the cock spewed forth cum. Arn’s
small cock remained strangely stiff as he heaved up gagging over the thick
Roman cock and taking his sperm. All the Deliciae that could walk afterwards
were brought to a room cleaned then checked over. There were three Deliciae
missing Arn’s brother was one of them.
Arn found out later his brother had been sold to the Roman that had selected
him at the start of the orgy and was more than likely a field slave now. He
would miss his brother deeply. But now there was another rumor of another orgy
in the coming weeks and Arn’s boy groin tingled at the thought of being taken
by another strong Roman.
Endâ¦.. For nowâ¦.
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