Date: Tue, 09 Jul 2019 12:35:43 +0000
From: Embolisha <Embolisha@protonmail.com>
Subject: The indifferent 4

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The indifferent 4.

I am aware, dear reader, that to interrupt the last scene with an end of
chapter was perhaps a trifle unfair, though I did so for a reason.  You see
I believe that eroticism is not about shoving ones cock into what ever
receptacle awaits and wiggling it about a bit until..... `oops I did it
again.'  No that sort of thing is for the inexperienced, the dullards
amongst us.  You know the ones, they with little to no imagination to be
found hiding within their empty skulls.  You could describe to them in the
most detailed prose, the wonders of a perfect mouth, that little curve and
crease folded into the shadows, that graces the very corners of a willing
mouth and then turns up towards a sweet puckered dimple.  You could
describe the way when those lips part slowly there is a particular thrill
at seeing the soft skin adhered together and parting like the finest
Velcro.  No some people would see those lips and just think of a place to
shove their hard cocks.

Lorenzo is not one of those people however.  He sees the beauty in the
forms around him.  Not for him the rush of a quick fuck and release.  He
understands that sensuality is to be savoured and sipped from.

Is he truly concerned about his partners in these endeavours?  I highly
doubt it, but again he has learned that his fulfilment is greater and more
rewarding if he pays attention to those with whom he is involved.
Sometimes his attention might be focused on feelings of eroticism and
pleasure, and other times his attention might be focused on dominance and
power.  Rarely is his attention focused on pain.  He can be cruel no doubt
and should pain be required he is not against its use, but he has others
more skilled in those practices to do the dirty work for him.  So you see
that to Lorenzo the dinner and delights that he is currently enjoying are
not to be rushed but savoured, tasted and admired from all angles.

So let us return to the banquet hall.  Imagine that you are seeing this
first from a birds eye view as you sweep in from one corner of the vast
room.  Everywhere you look are undulating bodies.  All pleasures are being
sought and received by guests and courtesans alike.  In one vignette two
jet black men are penetrating a fifteen year old Asian doll both front and
rear.  She writhes with her head thrown back, eyes closed and a look of
intense pleasure upon her porcelain features.  Her long black lustrous hair
bounces in time to the thrusts of the men inside her.

In another scene a boy and a girl who can only be fraternal twins are lying
side by side on the marble table with their legs drawn up and parted.  They
are perhaps fourteen years of age with blond Nordic looks.  A dusting of
freckles across each nose and cheeks, with wide blue eyes, gives them an
ultimately innocent look.  The girls breasts are just budding and the
dusting of fine pubic hair that covers both her pubis and her brothers is
like fine gold.  They are holding hands and staring into each other's eyes
as they are jerked back and forth on the engorged cocks of two Canadian oil
Magnates.

Further down the table an Exec from a major software company, (no names but
it wasn't a peach that hit Newton on the head,) is bending forward on hands
and knees whilst fellating the cock of an older escort who holds a chain
attached to the execs collar.  From his upturned arse one can see a wagging
puppy tail lodged deep inside him.

Not all present are engaged however.  Some of the indifferent remain in
their seats, their faces serene and composed as they watch the proceedings
around them.  Some seem deep in conversation and oblivious to the orgy in
progress as servants come and go seeing to the needs of the guests.

Lorenzo, however, has eyes only for Darius.  The lad is truly captivating
and the Pater is enjoying every aspect of training this defiant boy.
"Hmmm.... What next?"  He thinks to himself as he looks down over the boys
back and upturned arse.  His skin is so smooth and flawless as it flows
over his developing musculature and down his flanks.  The ridges of his
long spinal muscles that taper to disappear in the slightly lighter
coloured skin of his buttocks, sit on either side of a shallow trench with
small bony protuberances from the vertebrae buried beneath that makes
Lorenzo lick his lips in anticipation.

Cosimo, Lorenzo's twelve year old cousin, is still leaning up against him.
His curly head laid back upon Lorenzo's chest as he smiles to himself.  His
left hand is busy slowly unfastening the zip to Lorenzo's pants.  He pushes
his little hand inside and searches for his prize.  Upon finding it he
gently tugs until the Pater's seven and a half inch member is resting on
his fingers.  It is a fine tool, and Lorenzo is extremely proud of it.  If
one could say that a penis can be pretty, then Lorenzo possessed an
extremely pretty cock.  It was smooth and long with the foreskin stretched
over a large glans underneath.  His testicles are smooth and hairless and
the perfect size for his physique.  He is currently semi erect but Cosimo
has ideas about that.  The boy lifts his left leg and moves directly in
front of Lorenzo where he bends slightly forward and grasps his cousin's
cock with his hands.  He then guides the thickening member between his
thighs and begins to rub it against the small leather rope that is
travelling along his taint to wrap around his balls.  Lorenzo smiles to
himself as he is now becoming fully engorged and stimulated.

"Thank you Cosimo."  Lorenzo runs his fingers around the boys small
puckered nipples.  "I wonder if you can work you magic on Kashiq here.  Do
you think you might get him back in the game Amore?"

"Of course cousin."  Cosimo replies, and removes himself from Lorenzo.  He
saunters over to the noble and grabs his flaccid cock and balls in one fist
while he continues until his body is pressed up against the taller man.
His full lips are set at the exact height of Kashiq's nipples and Cosimo
leans forward and takes his left one into his mouth where he sucks it
forward until he can close his teeth around it.  Kashiq moans as he looks
at this prodigy with delight.

"Well now Darius.  While your Babba is being entertained I think it is time
for you to show me what you have learned so far."

"Yes Pater."

Darius is still positioned on the platform with his head up and forward,
and his eyes wide open he slowly opens his mouth.  The lips part with a
sensuous movement and Lorenzo can see the small pink tongue touching the
back of his lower teeth.  The man nods to Kashiq as he moves forward.
Darius extends his tongue and curls the edges as the Pater places his
engorged penis on the offered resting place.  With small flicks of his wet
tongue, Darius stimulates the mans frenulum gaining a grunt of approval for
his effort.  The boy is unable to move a great deal but he strains forward
slightly to rest his lips upon the bulbous head.

"Well done little one.  You are a fast learner.  I think you have earned a
reward."

Lorenzo leans down and unclamps the restraint on the boys right hand
freeing it.  He then repeats the process with the left one and immediately
Darius raises himself up using his new freedom to grasp the Pater's cock
and force it further into his mouth.  The boy begins to suckle pulsing his
tongue up and down the underside of the man's shaft while runlets of saliva
begin to drip down onto Lorenzo's testicles.  Taking his cue from Cosimo,
Darius uses his left hand to run up the outside of Lorenzo's white shirt
where he finds the buttons that are still clasped and begins to release
them, allowing the shirt to fall open exposing Lorenzo's nipples.  The boy
then wipes his fingers through the spit that is dripping from Lorenzo's
balls and begins to circle the man's swollen nipples.

Again Lorenzo groans with delight.  From his vantage point he can see
Darius' lips stretched around his cock as his sweat soaked head bobs back
and forth.  The boy seems to be valiantly trying to take as much as he can
into his small throat and he swallows reflexively around the invading tool.
Lorenzo thrusts forward and enters the lads throat fully and he begins a
rhythmic dance, pausing only to allow the boy to catch his breath as he
gags once or twice.

Lorenzo looks up to see Kashiq fully hard now as Cosimo has climbed his
body like a chimp.  His arms are wrapped around the mans neck as his tongue
dances with that of the older man.  His legs are wrapped around the mans
waist and his buttocks are parted and open as he sits on the shaft of
Kashiq's cock like a hotdog in a bun.  Lorenzo thrusts himself into Darius
a few more times, savouring the warm and yielding flesh before he withdraws
and says.

"Well done Cosimo.  Allow his highness to compose himself.  I need your
help young one."

Lorenzo kneels down on one knee beside the sweating boy and beckons for
Cosimo and Kashiq to come closer.

"Your highness, if you would be so kind to lie down on the table here."  He
indicates and Kashiq complies, his feet now pointed towards his son as his
erect cock sweeps up towards his abs.

"Cosimo, we are now going to teach Darius a new pleasure."  He motions and
Cosimo giggles.  He walks forward and leans in pressing his lips to the
bound young boys.

"I think I will need a little help."  Cosimo says and turns presenting his
rounded arse to the boy.

"Yes that is appropriate I think."  Lorenzo drawls, "stick out your tongue
Darius and place it on what is presented to you.  You must make everything
as wet as you can."

Darius is confronted with a smooth open teardrop and a small puckered anus
that is the same colour as the skin around it.  The leather rope attached
to the harness is tight across the boys hole and Darius is forced to move
it sideways as he moistens his tongue and laves it up and down the boy's
crack.  Cosimo giggles and swivels his hips enjoying the sensations he is
feeling.

"Now make a little point with your tongue Darius and push it inside my
cousin."

Darius places his hands on either side of Cosimo's hips and taking a deep
breath drags the boy back onto his extended tongue forcing the lips apart.

Cosimo is moaning and grinding his hips backwards while his head dangles
loosely forward.

Without any prompting Cosimo breaks contact with Darius and scrambles
forward to crouch over the man lying before him.

Darius can see his fathers cock and balls as the young lad grabs it and
points it towards his small hole.  Kashiq reaches up and grabs the straps
of the leather harness that Cosimo is wearing and holds it tight trying to
force the boy down upon his hardon.

Cosimo needs no encouragement and the boy lowers himself.  Darius can see
the small arse lips connect with and start to stretch around the head of
his fathers cock.  The boy throws his head back and descends lower and
lower until with a sigh he is seated firmly in Kashiq's lap.  Cosimo arches
his back and looks behind him as though he is trying to see the point of
entry, but then he raises his head and keeps eye contact with Darius as he
begins the ride the cock inside him.

Despite himself Darius is fascinated by what he is seeing.  The boy to all
intents and purposes was enjoying every aspect of being penetrated by his
fathers cock.  His pleasure was communicated through small mewling sounds
and grunts.  As for his father, Kashiq had moved his hands to the boys hips
and was bouncing him up and down while his lightly bearded face shone with
perspiration.

Lorenzo who is still kneeling next to Darius leans close to his ear.

"Do you see boy.  Submitting to someone can be rewarding in the extreme.
Even your father knows this.  Let me show you what I mean."

Lorenzo stands up and turns towards the rutting pair before him.

"Kashiq withdraw please."  The man does so, and Cosimo gives his cousin a
frown of annoyance.  "I think hands and knees would be appropriate yes."

The royal turns himself over and raises up onto his hands and knees with
his arse displayed for both his son and the Pater.  His linen Kaffiyeh
falls upon his shoulders and drapes across his cheek as he peers backwards
toward the man who is approaching from behind.

"Darius, your Babba knows that to be an effective ruler one must know when
to take and also when to receive.  Sometimes one gets more when one gives
more.  Isn't that right Kashiq?"

"Yes Pater."

Lorenzo makes sure that Darius can see everything that is about to happen
as he slowly lets a wad of saliva drip from his mouth into his waiting
hand.  He brushes it around his hard cock and steps forward parting the
kneeling man's buttocks.  With one thrust he pushes himself deep within the
royals arse and the man grunts in surprise but doesn't move aside.  He
lowers his head and pushes back against the invader behind him fully
submitting to the inevitable.

Lorenzo removes his jacket and tosses it to a waiting servant who retrieves
it and stands back passively watching.  He then sets up a slow motion
enjoying the depths of the man before him while Cosimo stands his arms
casually thrown around Lorenzo's neck.

"Mmmmm Kashiq...... what a cunni you have.  You must visit us more often."

"Yes Pater," the grunting man gasps as he squeezes his pelvic floor to give
the master greater pleasure.

Darius can see that his father is totally aroused by what is happening.
His manhood is straining against his stomach and a long thread of pre-cum
is dangling from his small slit.

Before he looses control, Lorenzo withdraws from the warm passage and sits
back on his heels.

"Whew that was close.  Cosimo, why don't you take this warmed up machine
for spin?"  Lorenzo says as his small cousins giggles and mounts the
kneeling man, who reddens, but continues to submit to the humiliation that
being mounted by a boy gives one of his race.

Darius' eyes widen and his breath comes in shallow gasps as he is more
excited by seeing someone his age mount his father, the strongest most
masculine man he knows.

Lorenzo claps his hands and a servant appears holding a tray upon which sit
various items.  There is a small pewter jug that Lorenzo picks up and
brings over to Darius.

"This is oil from a very rare plant.  It does several things when applied
to the body.  There is a warming sensation as well as a slight not at all
unpleasant tingling to the areas it is applied.  Also once it absorbs into
your skin it provides a heightened euphoria that is very appealing.  As of
today, I believe I am the only one on the planet who has access to the
stocks of this oil and it's worth is equal to the gross domestic product of
a small nation.  So because you have pleased me so far Darius I will use
this on you.  It will make what is to come much more pleasant."

The boy shivers as Lorenzo pours a small viscous line of oil down his
spine.  He feels smooth hands exploring his shoulders and scapulae,
dragging the oil with them.  The tingling sensation begins almost
immediately and despite himself he sinks with pleasure further onto the
platform beneath him.  Lorenzo continues to explore the finely crafted boy
before him.  His hands make their way down to his sacrum and the two small
dimples mirrored on either side.  With one finger he drags some of the oil
down into the boys inter-gluteal cleft brushing his tightly clenched cherry
and causing Darius to jolt in surprise.

"Ah, you see it will not be as bad as you feared will it, little one?"

Lorenzo continues to circle the boys anus lazily with one finger until
Darius begins to make small movements with his hips.  Ever so slightly they
curl forwards and then back, exposing just slightly more of himself to the
questing man behind him.  Darius is feeling so many things as he watches
Cosimo thrusting his small penis inside his father.  His mind is both
stimulated and drowsy and he can only think it is the result of the oil
that the master has used upon him.

He breathes in sharply as he feels something pushing past his anal
sphincter.  It opens slowly, tingling, resisting until it gives way and he
feels the length of a finger questing and finding something deep within
him.  Now his hips are moving almost automatically as he understands the
sensations that his father is presently feeling.  At least he thinks he
understands, that is until the finger is replaced by something larger.  It
is urgent as it presses against him.  His small ring is already stretching
well past its previous limit.  There is pain and he tenses craning his
upper body around to see the culprit and causing Lorenzo to admonish him.

"If you do that it will hurt much more than is necessary boy.  Relax,
submit, accept and connect to the feelings I give you."

Darius takes a deep breath and does his best to relax but Lorenzo judging
his moment to perfection slams himself deep within the boy seating his
engorged cock as far inside as it will go.  Darius screams in pain and
Lorenzo stays perfectly still filling the boy to his fullest.  After some
minutes Darius begins to relax, the oil is doing its work and the pain is a
distant memory.  He feels different, strange, full to bursting.  He
experiments by clenching his rectal muscles and feels a slight twitch in
the cock inside him.  He tilts his hips slightly causing the shaft to
change positions and withdraw from him a little.  The sensations are
building with the pressure inside and Darius now begins to mimic the
actions he sees in front of him.  He pushes back against Lorenzo and feels
his small testicles make contact with the man's behind him.  He then slowly
pulls himself forward, gasping as he feels the cock head slide over his
prostate.  His actions become more fluid as he begins to relax and explore
the new sensations he is feeling.

Before him Cosimo is watching and decides he wants some of what he sees and
pulls himself out of the man.  He issues a directive to Kashiq and then
proceeds on hands and knees forward until he is able to lean in and lick
the lips of the boy on the couch. He continues to explore those lips even
as his upturned boy cunt is entered by the royal behind him.  The two boy's
lips mash together as they are penetrated over and over.  Lorenzo leans
over the boys back and runs his tongue around the his earlobe all the while
dragging the little hips back to meet his thrusts.

Darius' mind is spinning as he processes the myriad sensations that are
coursing through his body.  Is there pain now?  No not really, a little
discomfort perhaps, but not pain.  Is there pleasure?  Yes there is a
feeling deep inside him that as he is fucked makes him want it all the
more.  Is there submission?  Yes he wants this experience to continue.  He
wants to give his most intimate parts to the man who is taking him.  He
wants to be possessed and owned.  Is there dominance?  Yes.  Just a small
movement of his hips, a lick of his lips, a cry of pleasure, all these
things cause a response in Lorenzo driving him wild.  Darius realises he
really has not lost control here.  He can direct proceedings in subtle
subliminal ways.  He does so now as he turns his upper body and places his
arm behind Lorenzo's neck, pulling the man in to a passionate kiss while he
is being fucked.  Lorenzo bucks into the boy, shoving his tongue down the
lad's throat.

He pulls back and takes a breath whilst running his hands across the boys
smooth belly.  He moves his hands downward and feels the boys erect penis
which is still trussed in the fine gold chain.  Lorenzo slowly releases the
small boyhood unwinding the loops around his little balls causing the boy
to gasp and cry out.

"Again you are rewarded my boy.  You learn quickly and you learn well.  We
will make a fine ruler out of you yet."

"Thank you Pater."  The boy pants bracing himself for a renewal of the
assault on his ass.  Instead Lorenzo bends to release his legs and with one
movement flips him over onto his back and reenters him at the same time.
Darius grunts in surprise.  The couch below him curls his buttocks up to
meet the man inside and the gold soles of his feet wave gently in the air.

Cosimo again takes matters into his own hands and crawls on top of Darius
taking his foreskin into his mouth and slurping away happily.  Kashiq
stands and places his legs on either side of Darius' head as he again
enters Cosimo giving his boy a birds eye view as the young boys sphincter
rolls back and forth around his cock.

The intensity builds and soon Kashiq thrusts deep inside Cosimo.  Darius
can see his father's balls pull up tightly against his taint.  He roars as
he spews forth his seed inside the preteen boy who's cunni grips and spasms
in response, he in turn grabs his small penis and begins to pump it several
times until he too orgasms.  His watery cum spilling down onto Darius'
parted lips below.  The boys tongue automatically swipes across his lips
tasting the offering and going back for more.  Cosimo obliges him by
tilting his hips and placing his puckered hole over Darius' mouth and the
boy receives his fathers load from the cutest winking hole he has ever
seen.

Cosimo isn't finished yet as he leans forward and takes Lorenzo's nipple
between his teeth, biting down.  Lorenzo screams and buries himself balls
deep in Darius' arse and his release finds him as well.

This is a revelation to Darius as he feels the pulsing, squirting
sensations inside him.  Involuntarily his boy cunt begins to spasm and
clench around Lorenzo's cock and a small watery ooze emerges from the tip
of his cock and runs down to pool on his pubis before running slowly to end
up in his little belly button.

The foursome slowly break apart, their breath coming in ragged gasps.
Lorenzo is well satisfied with the boy as he stands and returns to sit in
his seat by the table.  Kashiq does the same while the two boys follow like
puppies climbing into the laps of the satisfied men.  Cosimo sits with his
back against Kashiq, his legs spread open with one of them hanging over the
side of the chair.  Kashiq casually pushes his fingers in and out of the
boy's cunt as he nuzzles into his neck.

Darius climbs into Lorenzo's lap with his chest contacting that of the
Pater.  His lips are softly caressing the mans collar bone and Lorenzo
shivers to the gentle breeze from his breath.  The boy's legs are splayed
on either side of Lorenzo's hips, his buttock on display and a thin line of
pearly white descends slowly down his perineal line to collect on his
perfect balls.  Here is pure trust and submission and Lorenzo is well
pleased.

They stay in this manner for some time watching the proceedings wind down
around them until Lorenzo announces it is time for him to retire.  All
activity around the room ceases and each head is turned to bow towards the
Pater as he takes Darius' hand a begins to lead him from the room.

Before they can leave Darius leaves Lorenzo and crosses to his father to
give him an embrace.

The man solemnly looks into his sons eyes as they come together then he
whispers into the boy's ear.

"Well done my son.  You played that perfectly.  You have won us much honour
and prestige today."

"Yes, I think he bought it Babba.  I also think he wants to buy it some
more."  He says eyes twinkling, "Good night my father."

"My son."

The two part and Darius in all his naked glory walks shyly to Lorenzo where
he takes his hand and allows the man to lead him from the banquet hall.

Behind them Cosimo watches the two leave with an interesting look in his
eyes.  His lips are pursed together in contemplation, before he shrugs and
turns to find another source of amusement.

Here ends chapter 4.  Once again this is pure fantasy.  No human beings
were hurt in the writing of this story, just to be clear.  The next chapter
is not started yet but it centres around the two boys who were bound
together at the choosing ceremony soooo, If you would like me to write it
you know what you have to do.  Yes that's right.  You have to write me some
feed back fella's.  I love hearing from you, it is better than crack, (well
actually I wouldn't know cause I've never tried it.  Cheers all).
Embolisha@protonmail.com