SPOIL OF WAR EPILOGUE

 

 

This greatly pleased the Gods, and as one they reached down to earth and plucked more mortal boys from there to give them pleasure, and whilst they took their delights in the flesh of those mortal boys, the Gods did talk amongst themselves and made plan to further the entertainment they might gain from the lives of Hegomas and Enobus.

 

Perhaps it was the lingering taste of Enobus' cream in his mouth that made the thought rise in Hegomas' mind. He had much liking for the boy the Gods had given him as his spoil of war, for the boy himself as well as his delightful body, and wonderful cock that spurted such delicious cream; cream so thick and wondrous that those Gods surely  would be jealous if they knew of it and tasted it not for themselves.

Enobus was his, his lover and his ward, and would be in his arms and bed when he returned from war, and now, as he sought for sleep in his blanket on the ground a full day's march from the city where his boy lover dwelt, the thought came that he did not wish to march to war, but to return and take again Enobus in his arms.

The Gods moved those mortal boys they had taken for their pleasure so they could feast with their mouths upon their arses. Their Gods' tongues they made grow long that they may enter deep those arses and probe and push upon that spot in a boy's arse that when so touched and worked fills his balls to overflowing, that his cock, when sucked, spurts forth its cream in quantity enough to satisfy a God.

For their amusement they placed this action as a dream in the mind of Hegomas, so while he slept he groaned and moaned as he dreamed of his tongue deep in Enobus' arse and of the pleasure that would be to both him and the boy.

Even when Hegomas woke the image of Enobus' arse, wet and glistening from the use Hegomas' tongue had made of it, remained clear in his mind. It is, Hegomas thought, a beautiful arse, a joy to eat and a wonder to fuck. Why should he march to war when that arse awaited him in the city, only one day's march behind?

Thinking so of the arse of Enobus brought to his lustful mind the thought of that boy's cock, a cock that was fit for the Gods to hold and suck as he had sucked and held it, and the remembrance of the glory of it when it was used to fuck him caused him to groan aloud.

`Why should I live without Enobus?' Hegomas thought, `I own the boy, he is mine to bed whenever I feel the need, and greatly do I feel the need to suck and fuck him!'

But Hegomas was a man of reason and he knew well that if he ruled his life by lust alone he would displease the Gods. `By law, it is true indeed that you do own the boy,' he argued with himself, `But you own not his body as if he were a slave. Pleasure you may take from him only if such is his wish, it is not yours by right.'

Much did Hegomas debate so within himself until the Gods took pity and calmed the turmoil in his mind. Greatly he wished to taste again the cock and arse of Enobus, but he had given promise that he would be as a guardian to that boy, not for his cock and arse alone but for the boy entire.

So then did Hegomas go to his General and beg permission to leave the army. The army had not marched to war to settle some dispute with another city, the purpose was to raid in distant lands for gold and slaves, and men had joined that army in hope to make some fortune for themselves.

"That city," Hegomas said to his General, "Has none now within it who are of a fighting age. It is a city of greybeards and boys. By an ancient law there I am now owner of property in that city and would return to there and to the boy who is my ward and my lover."

The Gods were most content that Hegomas had named Enobus as his ward before he named him lover; they had created boys to delight men's minds, not just as cocks and arses to satisfy men's desires, and always did they look with favour on a man who treated a boy as more than simply a cock and arse, and looked to lead a boy into his proper life as a man so that, as a man in his turn, he would take all natural delight in young cock and arse and also lead his many lovers into life as proper men.

The mortal boys those Gods took then for their pleasure and delight, they treated most kindly, holding close their naked young mortal flesh and whispering words of admiration in their ears, and though they also fucked them, first did they make their immortal cocks small enough to give pleasure without pain, so when they woke again, returned to their beds, those boys had in their minds thoughts of tenderness and love mingled with the imagined wonders of being carefully sucked and fucked.

Though it may from time to time seem to men that the Gods act in capricious ways, always they seek only for their amusement, and what could amuse and delight the minds of the Gods more than to see boys, who are their greatest creation, treated with careful adoration when they are kissed, sucked and fucked by men who understand the true beauty of boys and think not of them as but cocks and arses to be used for pleasure?

It was then, not by chance, but by immortal design, that one of those boys the Gods took then for their delight and pleasure, was the beautiful Heros, son of the Chief Magistrate of Enobus' city, a boy who greatly liked the feel of cock in his arse, but who had, till he was presented as a spoil of war to Hegomas' General, known only the brief pleasure of casual and careless fucking.

From that General, Heros had learned some of the importance of his cock, a thing he used for pleasure on his own, as all boys do, but no man before had shown interest in. Now he woke from a dream where he had seemed to be pleasured by a God, not for his arse alone but his entire body had been used, and his cock greatly so.

Hegomas' General, as a good general would, looked for advantage in Hegomas' request.

"Should this venture be successful," he said, "And we take slaves in plenty, a friendly city where we may rest and the slaves recover some so they be fit to be sold in the markets, would greatly aid both our cause and our profit. The city you speak of has no men now of fighting age, and should some handful of men find a desire to go with you there, such would be enough for you to declare yourself the Tyrant there."

So it was that Hegomas returned to that city and declared himself the Tyrant, and though greybeards mouthed loud words against such, seven men in bronze with shields, long spears and sharp bronze swords had argument more strong.

With joy Enobus welcomed again Hegomas to his bed, and there they kissed and sucked and fucked as lovers do, and they needed not that potion of the slave, Rotus, to harden their needful cocks.

"The boys of this city have not been treated as boys must be treated," Hegomas said as Enobus lay naked in his arms, his cock soft from spurting cream for his Tyrant lover to feed upon, "New laws must I pass so boys can learn the importance of their cocks, that when they in their turn grow to be men, they take not boys as lovers for their arses alone."

Hegomas spoke his thoughts to Enobus, and that boy's cock grew again most hard, for greatly did he like the words he heard.

"New laws will I make," Hegomas spoke to all the boys of the city that were, by that city's law and custom, of an age to be fucked, and indeed, none of that age there were who did not know what it was to take cock in their arses, and knew that before they were given to soldiers as spoils of war. "This city never has dealt with boys as boys should be dealt with, has thought of boys only as arses to be fucked and as mouths to suck the cocks of men. This is not how it will be from this time forward. The Gods willed it that now there are no men in this city to fuck your arses and feed you cocks to suck, so other ways must you find to satisfy the natural need for pleasure that all boys have."

The assembled boys did shuffle some and make one to another whispered words, for it was a thing of some hardship to those boys that, save for Hegomas and his six companions, there were no men now in the city who could use them for pleasure.

"First," Hegomas declared, "There is the matter of your dress. The tunics that you wear reach almost to the knees, hiding from sight far more than should be hidden. And under those tunics you wear a loincloth, and such is not the way boys in this city will from henceforth dress. All shall be as Enobus is now," Hegomas stated and brought forth his boy lover to be seen.

The tunic Enobus wore was of a length that reached but half way down his thighs, and when Hegomas lifted that tunic all could see that beneath it there was just Enobus, his cock plain for all to see.

"But that will mean that when we run or sit, nothing will there be to keep our cocks from sight," a boy protested.

"The cock is the boy and the boy is his cock," Hegomas repeated the words he had used to Enobus once, "It may as well be that if you wish to hide your cock, you should wish also to hide yourself."

Those words quietened the boy but emboldened Heros, who remembered the dream he thought he had, and  now he spoke loud.

"Would it not be better yet if we wore no clothing at all," he asked, "But went all naked, showing our cocks with pride?"

"For you it may," a young voice squeaked, "But my cock is not yet grown enough to see!"

"It will in time," Hegomas laughed, "And when it has I would be of a mind to see it."

"Our Tyrant speaks true," Heros shouted then and ran to the place where Hegomas and Enobus stood. "A dream I had where I was taken by a God for his pleasure, and, though fuck me he did, he paid much attention to my cock and indeed to all my body, and if a God does this, then must it be the natural way."

With those words Heros divested himself of his tunic and his loincloth so he stood naked now for all to see, and indeed he was a sight to gladden the eyes of any man, and more boys than one looked also now with interest upon his splendid body.

"All boys give pleasure to themselves with their hands," Heros said, "Is it possible that you could make a law that boys may pleasure other boys and be pleasured by them in this manner?" he asked Hegomas.

"With their hands and with their mouths also," Hegomas agreed, "I would have all boys learn of the pleasure to be found in cock, their own and those of other boys. But no boy, not of an age to spurt cream, shall take cock inside his arse, though tongue he may have there if he wishes so."

"The arses of all, I think, are safe from being entered," Heros sighed, "No men are there here to fuck us."

"You have a cock, I think," Hegomas said to Heros, "And I know it for a truth that Enobus has. From henceforth, any boy who has a cock that can spurt may fuck another boy who has also a spurting cock if both boys have a wish to fuck, though it will please the Gods if, when boys join together, they pay much attention with their hands and mouths each to the other's cock before they fuck."

"And those of us who cannot spurt?" a young voice asked, "You forbid us to take cock more in our arses, may we yet be permitted to take one in our hands and mouths?"

"Not one," Hegomas said, "All boys, be they spurting boys or no, may take in their hands and mouths as many cocks as they have wish for. Boys are boys, and if they desire the cocks of other boys, it will not, I think, displease the Gods."

The Gods indeed were not displeased, and straight they took more mortal boys for their pleasure, and took them from cities far and wide, and with those boys they did as they had done with Heros, and permitted them to know of their use in dreams.

Heros had noticed straight that when Enobus was displayed, there could be no hair seen upon his body and that the glory of his cock was in no way hidden, and he thought now with distaste upon the patch of fur above his own cock and of the hairs that grew upon his balls. A cock such as Enobus' cock, prepared for use and smooth, would surely be more delight to the mouth than was a cock like his, with hair to spoil both look and feel, and he did, at once upon return to home, bid a slave prepare him in this same manner, and much was he delighted with how much he was now aware he had a cock.

Even before he was taken by the Gods, Heros had great liking for cock, though all he knew were the cocks of men that used his arse, and never before had he given thought to the wonder that is the cock of a boy. More he thought of his dream and of the cock that had fucked him in that dream, and that cock, he seemed to remember, was not the size of a man's cock full grown, but more the size of a cock a boy might own, yet though a cock of boy's size, it had given him much pleasure.

That night, in his bed when he rubbed himself for pleasure, he thought only of Enobus' cock and of the delight it would be to have that boy's cock in his hand, in his mouth and also in his arse and he made determination to have Enobus in his bed.

Heros had no need to be instructed that when a boy goes fishing for a lover the bait he must use is his cock; that understanding the Gods had given him, as they give it to all boys if boys allow their minds to know it, and so Heros cast his bait before Enobus.

Heros had no knowledge of how to fish, he knew only that he had bait of cock to fish with. He understood that were he to cast that bait before a little fish, straight would that bait be taken and swallowed, but it was not for the sweet soft mouth of a young boy he craved, but for the cock of Enobus, spurting cream in his own mouth that he had desire for.

He wore his tunic short shorter even than the length the Tyrant Hegomas had insisted on, so short it hardly reached below the level of his soft and dangling cock, but hidden bait, he knew, was not likely to be taken.

He sat carefully beneath the olive tree where boys were gathered for their lesson with a philosopher, waiting till he saw where Enobus sat, so he could be opposite and arrange his short tunic so the eyes of Enobus could see beneath, his bait willed to remain softly tempting, for were it to rise too soon, the fish he sought for would, he believed, be not tempted but instead would swim away.

Enobus could do no other than notice with his eyes the bait dangled before him, though at the first he had no belief that it was bait being used in a manner to catch him. It was, though, a most pleasing bait and drew the eyes of Enobus to it times many more than once, and greatly did Enobus begin to wish that shadows would move from it so he may see it clearly.

Heros, though he had thoughts only for the boy he wished to catch, made pretence of having no knowledge that his cock was being observed, though he did, seeming to find a need to be more comfortable, find a need to move his legs a little so more of his cock could be seen.

Heros was truly a beautiful boy, Enobus thought as he began to concentrate his eyes upon the dangled bait before him, and his cock appeared to suit the boy, delightful to look upon when soft and giving promise of wonder and delight when hard and eager to be used.

Enobus then also moved his position some to gain more comfort, and in so doing he also cast his bait into the water, allowing the eyes of Heros, should they stray in that direction, to see his cock as he saw that of Heros.

Soon both boys had eyes for nothing but the cocks they looked at, and when the philosopher finished his droning lesson and boys began to move elsewhere, two boys remained unmoving where they were, each now knowing the other had eyes only for cock.

"Have you some liking for my cock?" Heros asked, "Much liking I find I have for yours and much desire I have to hold it and taste it in my mouth."

Enobus also had that same desire, but for the cock of Heros even more than for the hands and mouth of that beautiful boy, though he did confess to himself he had desire also for those.

"Much it pleases me that you should wish for that," Enobus said, "Never before, I think, have I found desire in me to take pleasure with another boy, but now I find I have a great desire to lie with you for pleasure."

"Has not our Tyrant said that boys may bed with boys whenever they find a wish to do so?" Heros tempted, "So no law there is now that forbids us to hold and taste each the cock of the other, and, as we both can spurt, no bar to fucking also."

"No bar, indeed," Enobus agreed, "But our Tyrant, Hegomas, also is my lover, and not as men were lovers to boys formerly in our city and takes me for my arse alone, but he is my guardian and companion also and has great care for me as do I for him. Much do I desire to lie with you, Heros, and taste your cock and eat your cream, but this I find I may not do unless my lover gives me leave to do so."

"But the Tyrant, who is your lover, made it a law that boys may hold and suck the cocks of other boys, and that their own cocks may also be held and sucked by boys, and are we not boys?" Heros tempted more.

"This troubles my mind," Enobus said, "Greatly do I like the sight of your soft cock and find I have a wish to hold it in my hand and feel it grow to hardness there, and to take it in my mouth till it does spurt cream to feed me, but I fear to do so would dishonour me, for by that ancient law of our city Hegomas owns me and so my hands and mouth belong to him."

The Gods then gave guidance to Heros, for greatly did those Gods find wish to see boy lay with boy and for boy to discover the wonder that is a boy, and words they placed then in the mind of Heros.

"Then let us go together to our Tyrant, and tell him of our desire, each for the other, and beg permission from him that we may lay together, and in so doing in no way alter the affection you have for him, for still will you be his lover, and I no more than a passing pleasure for you."

This Heros and Enobus did, and together they did say to Hegomas that each of them had desire for the cock of the other and much was Enobus surprised by the answer to their request.

"Much will it please me and the Gods," Hegomas said, "If now, while you are boys, you should discover the wonder and delight that is the body of a boy and give and take pleasure each from the other, so when you become men in your turn you will know that you must give as well as take pleasure with the boys you take as lovers."

"Will it not dishonour me that I find delight in the cock of Heros?" Enobus asked, "I am you lover and have no wish to be any other than your lover. Is it not some weakness in me that I desire to rub and suck the cock of Heros and to bring him to spurting so I may eat his cream?"

"No weakness indeed," Hegomas said, "But the natural way of a boy. The Gods made boys so their cocks are hard more often than they are soft, and would the Gods do this if they wished that boys did not use those hard cocks? It would indeed be a weakness in you, as you have a lover, if you rubbed and sucked Heros' splendid cock and this you wished to be a secret from your lover, but it is a strength in you that you tell your lover of this desire and I will take great pleasure from knowing that you use each other for all the delights a boy may find in another boy."

So it was that Enobus and Heros found a time and place where they could rub and suck each the cock of the other, and when they did, first they removed their tunics, wishing to both see and be seen naked, for both shared the same wish to be looked at and admired by the other, for both knew the naked body of a boy is a delight for the eyes of all who see it, and both wished to give pleasure to the other.

"Your cock is a thing of beauty," Enobus breathed as he feasted his eyes upon that part of Heros, and indeed he spoke no other than the truth for the cock of Heros was as beautiful as all the rest of that wondrous boy.

A little less in both length and girth than was the cock of Enobus and with less skin some at the tip, it hung still soft over balls that seemed most full of cream and not a hair left growing to take from its beauty.

"Yours, being as it is larger than my own, is a thing of even greater beauty," Heros smiled, delighted that Enobus had named his cock as a thing of beauty also, for what boy is there who does not find pleasure in having his cock admired?" Shall we now relax our wills and let our cocks grow hard?" he asked, "I find that mine has great desire to do so."

"Mine also," Enobus agreed, "But would it not be better if our cocks grow hard, each in the hand of the other?"

So it was, and the delight of feeling softness turn to hardness in the hand was a wonder to both boys.

Then did they rub and suck each other, and Enobus, having learned much from his lover, Hegomas, found ways to please Heros more than that boy knew he could be pleased.

Greatly did Heros like it when Enobus lay his smooth face low upon Heros' flat stomach, down where hair was no longer permitted to grow and held his cock with finger tips and thumb down almost at the base and brought it so the tip brushed softly at the wet lips of Enobus and at the tip of his tongue that poked beyond those lips, and rubbed him then from low down on his cock so the skin at the tip but hardly moved, but, being not as long as the skin of Enobus' cock, moved just enough for lips and tip of tongue to brush over the tiny bit of the cock beneath and bring Heros slowly to an exquisite torment, his balls churning in a need to spurt cream.

Enobus knew well the torment he was giving, for though Hegomas had not done this thing to him, much was it like the torment of having just his foreskin in the finger tips and thumb of Hegomas, a thing Enobus could not do with Heros, that boy having not sufficient skin to make it possible.

Three times Enobus brought Heros to the point when his cream should spurt, and two times he stopped at that point so he could increase the pleasure of the torment he was giving, and then he took pity on the agonised boy and took cock fully in his mouth and made it spurt and for his labours was rewarded with near too much cream to eat.

"Never did I know before so much delight my cock could give me," Heros sighed when all was done.

"And never knew I what pleasure it is to give delight to a boy's cock," Enobus agreed.

"Not to his cock alone, but to the boy entire. Never have I found such pleasure in being a boy," Heros said. "This then must be the lesson our Tyrant wishes us to learn, that when, as men, we take pleasure in boys, we must never forget that they are boys and give them pleasure also."

"Indeed that must be so," Enobus agreed, "And always when he takes his pleasure in me, Hegomas takes pleasure also in giving me delight."

The Gods then spoke to Heros once again, and what they said to him he told Enobus.

"Might it be," he said, "If it would be a pleasure for Hegomas' eyes, willingly should we permit his watching of our joining together for pleasure of our young bodies, and should that sight arouse Hegomas some to desire may it be that he knew some way where three could join together, all as one?"

Such a union was one that Hegomas had some knowledge of, and greatly did Heros like the cock of Hegomas in his arse while that of Enobus filled his mouth, and liked it also when those cocks were changed and Enobus fucked him while Hegomas fed him cream.

Then did Enobus and Heros pass the time remaining they had as boys in company together, and often did Heros join with Enobus in giving pleasure to the Tyrant, and even as they neared the age of men, still did they keep their bodies free from hair, so still Hegomas may find some pleasure in their flesh.

Indeed, it became the custom then in that city that all boys permitted not a single hair to be found upon their bodies, and when those boys grew to be men, as all boys must, in time, so do, still they kept their bodies smooth for the pleasure of the boys they took then as lovers.

Heros and Enobus reached the perfection of their manhood, but the passing of those years lessened none their liking and desire for boys, nor did it so for Hegomas, who had still a cock that grew most hard when it was in the presence of a boy, though one week came when that slave, Rotus, was called upon once more to provide a potion, for in that week would the Tyrant's cock be most severely tested.

The sisters and mother of Enobus had, thirteen years before, all given birth to boys and all within the same week, for their bellies all had been filled when they were spoils of war. Two sisters had Heros also and they both had been so used and both provided sons to grow to boys for men's pleasure and delight.

Those five boys had all, from the age the law of Hegomas permitted, come to know of cock, though their arses all remained untouched till they came of age to spurt.

It may have been the design and intention of the Gods that all those five boys spurted for the first time in the same week, but so it happened, and with wide smiles on their faces, Enobus and Heros presented their nephews to Hegomas, it being the wish of those two young men and also of the boys, that the cock of Hegomas should be the first to enter them.

That was work more for a God than for a man, for those boys had been for many months longing for the time when they could spurt and so be fucked, and most eagerly did they present their arses for use and greatly did Hegomas have to strive to pleasure them, for boys of thirteen do not tire easily, even when they are first fucked.

The Gods were content, for a city that had once held boys only used for careless fucking, now was filled with boys who had lovers that treated them with care and adoration as boys should be treated, and boys took pleasure freely with the cocks other boys and none ever again was thought of as a girl with a cock.

 

The Gods deserve thanks and reward for placing boys upon the earth for the pleasure and delight of men, and `Nifty' also deserves praise and reward for placing stories of boys here for men to read.

 

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