Date: Sat, 13 Jan 2001 11:46:04 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill <bil47_new@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Only Boy On Calisto (SF, hist, oral, anal)

THE ONLY BOY ON CALISTO
by Bill (bil47_new@yahoo.com)

[Author's note: This story started out in the "history" category,
but ended up in "science fiction". Actually, it's both a century
from now and of 2,500 years ago, in one story. I have tried to be
fairly realistic in both eras. Hope it works for you, the readers.
For those not conversant with the metric system of measurement,
an inch equals about 2.5 centimeters, making a 12cm cock a little
less than 5".]

Date: 2101.003
Point of transmission: Moon Calisto - Planet Jupiter
Priority: Low
Encryption status: Affirmative

Dear Cousin Bijon -

Hey Cuz! It's been, like, FOREVER since I wrote to you! How are you doing?
Man! I have a lot of stuff to share with you on this transmission! And I'm
REAL glad we both downloaded that encryption software a while back. This is
really private stuff; OK?

By the way... Happy New Century! (Bet you thought the 22nd century started
last year... right? Wrong!) I would have written to you 3 days ago on the
big day, but Calisto was behind Jupiter, and low-priority transmissions to
Earth were blacked out.

Thanks for the great Christmas present! How did you ever get a beta copy of
"Galactic Driver 2" for Playstation VIII? Hope it didn't cost you a lot of
credits.

I know I mention this every time I write to you, but it's so weird being
the only kid on this entire friggin moon. The next youngest person is WAY
older than me... like, 21. (At least he's really nice - he's a com-tech
named Arrik. I'll tell you more about him in a second.) Anyhow, I've been
here for almost a year and there's still only 36 people *total* on this
entire hunk of ugly rock. The Company you know - InterplanetaryMineralCorp)
is going to expand this station eventually, but I think Dad and me will be
back on Luna by then.  I wish I was over on Moon Io where they have an
actual colony with a bunch of kids. And I'd give ANYTHING to be on Earth
(you lucky bastard!). But Dad is really happy about getting appointed chief
geologist for this project, and (as he keeps reminding me) I actually DID
beg him to let me come along on this assignment instead of having to live
with Grandma and Grandad on Luna (BORING!!) like I did the other time he
had an outpost assignment. That time I didn't see him for 2 years except
for a few times when he got a couple weeks leave to come back to Luna from
his asteroid belt mining station.

But enough griping! I got things to BRAG about, dude! First off, I finally
shot cum! When I think about how you could do it when you were 12, and here
I am almost 14!  I was so jealous that you could shoot when we did all that
sex stuff together back when I visited you a year and a half ago. And all I
could manage back then was a tickley dry orgasm every time you sucked me
off. Of course, that was still a HELL of a lot of fun! And remember how you
told me that if I swallowed your cum, I would get to puberty faster? Well,
I didn't work, you fuckin liar!! LOL!!

Anyway, a little over a month ago I had a WET DREAM! So messy, but so GREAT
too! And guess what! I really was having an incredible sexy dream when it
happened. And YOU were in the dream, Bij! As best I remember, you and me
were on Luna, and for some reason we were doing sex stuff on the stage of
the concert hall in Galileo City.  I'm not sure whether there was an
audience!  LOL!) And we were doing all those things that we did together
during my 2-week visit with you on Earth... and it was wild! You were
fucking my ass from behind and stroking my cock at the same time, and
then... all of a sudden... POW!! I woke up immediately, lying in a big
puddle of cum on the sheet, and breathing real heavy. DAMN! It was so
great!

And I was so psyched that I jacked myself three times the next day.  I just
made a little squirt of cum the first two times, and I was completely outta
juice for the last JO session. But that didn't stop me from stroking myself
until I was sore. Before, I liked to play with myself and everything, but I
usually didn't do it long enough to get a dry orgasm. Now I can make myself
cum in a minute and be ready for more right after I catch my breath! Now I
REALLY understand what you were talking about when you said how much better
it feels when you can shoot cum.

Dad must have noticed the big cum stain on my sheets (or maybe he has a
hidden camera in my room!), because later that same day we had a
heart-to-heart about jacking off and porn vids and VR-sex. We'd talked
about sex stuff before, of course, but not like this. Kinda embarrassing,
but Dad is so COOL about it. He always tries not to be too nosey about my
private stuff, but I guess he can't help it since I'm his clone and
everything. It makes it easier for us to talk about this stuff since we're
so much alike.

No offense, Bijon, but I kinda feel sorry for guys like you who have two
parents, because Dad and me have such a special relationship.  We can
almost read each other's minds and we share so much in common.  I guess
some people still think cloning is creepy, but I think it's great! The only
thing that would make it better is having a brother. Remember how I told
you about the triplets who lived a couple units down from me on Luna? They
were each a year apart, and I was good friends with the youngest, who was
just about my age. They all three shared a bedroom, and a couple times I
did a sleep-over and we all did sex stuff together. (I think they did sex
EVERY night!) It was so cool to see essentially the same boy, naked and
hard, at age 12, 13, and 14! Of course they each had sorta different
personalities... just like I'm different from Dad.

A cool thing about being a clone is I can tell exactly what I'm going to
look like when I grow up, especially when Dad and I are naked around each
other. We've always taken showers together... you know... because of water
rationing on Luna, and especially here.  And out here on Calisto, the sun
levels are so low that everyone is supposed to catch some rays under the
sun lamps every day.  Dad has ours set up in the living room, and he likes
to program the wall vids for stuff like "Polynesian Island" or
"Mediterranean Coast". Pretty awesome environment for nude sunbathing, and
I've got a real tan for the first time in my life. I was always pale the
whole time I lived on Luna. Now I look like one of those surfer dudes from
the 20th century!

Anyhow, my cock already looks a lot like Dad's... especially when it gets
stiff. (I don't have hair like he does, though - not even a wisp down
there, damn it!) About 6 months ago, my dick seemed like it had grown big
almost overnight, and I was getting a boner almost every time I got naked
around Dad. At first I got embarrassed when that happened, but he said
"Hey, I'm really proud of how you're growing up!" Dad never has a problem
with me seeing him hard, like in the morning when he first wakes up and
walks naked from his bedroom to the bathroom. I love looking at Dad's body,
and I think he likes looking at my body too. I sometimes wonder what it
would be like to do sex stuff with him.  But Dad's always made it pretty
clear that we couldn't. I used to grab his dick in the shower sometimes,
when I was a little kid.  And he'd often get hard when I did, but he'd
gently push my hand away and say in a kind voice that dads and sons didn't
do that. But then there was one time a few months ago when we in the shower
together and he was noticing my boner... and then he got one too!  He
grinned and said "I guess we're both just a coupla horney guys, huh?" And
then he reached down and held my cock briefly in his hand, looking me in
the eye with such heart-warming fatherly love. It felt SO good! Then he
grinned again and pulled it forward and let it spring back, slapping
against my belly. "You've got a nice one, Billi," he said cheerfully
"... if I do say so myself."  I immediately duplicated his actions, bending
back his larger, thicker erection and slapping it against his hairy
midsection. "You too, Dad!"  I said beaming up at him. We both laughed, and
finished our shower, but he never did anything like that again (damn it!).

Like I've told you before, I'm pretty sure that he's gay, even though I've
never asked him. It's hard to tell here on Calisto, since Company rules
prohibit physical sex between people on outpost sites, unless they're
legally partnered - that's why the VR center is so popular.  But I snooped
through his vid download files a couple times, and there were a bunch of
gay-porn holo-vids that he's been watching in his bedroom while I'm
asleep. And back on Luna, he had a couple guy friends who spent the night
with him every once in a while.  There are only three legally partnered
groups here on Calisto - one man/woman, one man/man, and one
man/woman/man. Hey Bijon -- is your uncle still in partnership with those
two hot looking women?  When I met them, back when I was visiting you, he
seemed like he had a really enjoying his social life!

So anyhow, when Dad and me had our talk, he said he knew just what I was
going through with my curiosity about sex stuff and how I'd be doing a lot
of exploring with how good it feels to have orgasms. Said he went through
the same things... and (no surprise) at the same age. And he said now that
I was (ta da!) "a man", he signed off on letting me load the sex programs
at the VR center here at the Station! (The Company's rules say you have to
be 16 without parent consent!)  And - GET THIS! - he let me get the neural
implant so I can do Hyper-Reality programs! HR is MUCH more realistic than
VR... there's just no comparison! Kids on earth have to wait until they're
18 to get the implant, same as on Luna, right? I'm not sure why it's
different out here on the frontier.

Remember I told you that Dad authorized me to download level-3 porn vids
when I turned 13, about the time we moved here? They were really cool and
taught me all about how to do sex with girls and everything (a lot more
than those stupid level-1s I'd been watching!), but they were still pretty
tame. Just sucking and fucking by adult couples. Well, guess what? Now I'm
authorized to download ANYTHING - including level-5s! (Those orgy scenes
with the fantasy humanoid life forms are TOO MUCH! And, of course, getting
to see kids my own age have sex is really cool too - even if they ARE
computer generated.) And I can run anything at the VR center too! Dad is SO
awesome!

You know the 21-year-old com-tech named Arrik that I mentioned?  He
sometimes takes a shift as one of the operators of the VR center, and I
talked him into programing a custom HR session for me.  We've been kinda
buddies ever since I got to Calisto last year, and it quickly became clear
that he's attracted to boys (yeah; THAT kind of attracted!). He's kinda
shy, but I suspected it immediately when he kept telling me what a nice
body I have and kept staring when we were working out together at the
exercise module. I was just wearing tight stretch-shorts that showed off my
ass and the bulge of my dick. Arrik couldn't keep his eyes off me and
blushed whenever he realized I noticed his staring. And then when we were
changing back into our jump suits, I was kinda blatant about playing off
his interest. We were in the locker room at the exercise module, and I
slowly pulled down my stretch shorts and stayed naked for a while as we
talked, giving him a really good look at my dick. I even touched it some
and made it a little stiff. His eyes are all over my body, and he could
hardly talk cause he was blushing so much! And later when I hung around him
while he was at his work station - like standing behind him as he monitored
the readouts - I rested my hands on his shoulders and gave him a little
back rub, and I could feel him shiver with desire. I know he would never
actually do sex stuff with me (even though I would really like it if he
did), because the Company rules are so strict. If he got caught, he'd get
kicked off the project and lose his bonus - which is a third the credits
he'll earn during his two-year stint at the GeoStation.

But let me back up a little. Doing a sex program with the neural implant...
hyper-reality... is totally AWESOME!!  I remember learning in a home-school
lesson that HR was predicted really accurately, near the end of the 20th
century, in this vid called "The Matrix". The lesson showed a clip of it,
and the only part that wasn't authentic was the ugly plug-in thing on the
people's necks, at the same place on the neck as the subcutaneous
transmission port that I've got. Other than that, they got the experience
down pretty well. Good prediction, considering the technology wasn't
available to the public until 2085 or so.

I'd been using the brain wave inputs at the VR center every once in a while
for home schooling lessons ever since I got here, and also did a bunch of
the "vacation" sessions. And right after Dad signed the consent, I had a
VR-sex session while I was waiting to get the implant from the medical
officer. When I was younger, I used to think that VR with the tactile suit
was the coolest thing in the solar system. But now I realize how clumsy it
is. You just lay back and watch it like a vid for the most part, because
the feedback capability is so clumsy and depends so much on muscular
movement. And when you have an orgasm, you actually shoot real cum into a
receptacle in the tactile suit. But when you get an HR transmission through
a neural implant, it's a completely different experience - you're actually
living it. It's totally and instantly interactive (so long as the major
elements of what you want are in the mainframe, of course). The first time
I did an HR-sex session after the implant, I did one of the standard canned
programs. The tech on duty let me rummage through about 100 scenarios to
pick out one. I'd say about 80% of them were either hetero or bi, but I
concentrated on the gay ones. Ya know, Bijon, I'm curious about girls and
everything, but pussy and tits don't get me NEARLY as turned on as seeing a
really nice hard cock.

So anyway, I picked a program that featured this buffed 18-year-old guy who
looked exactly like a character in a holo-vid I like. I think the vid and
the HR must have been created by the same programer...  or maybe the HR
programer just loaded in the existing image.  Anyhow, the guy was really
sexy - lean and muscular like a gymnast or something. We rolled around
naked and kissed. We took turns sucking each other and 69ing. And when he
fucked my ass, it slid right in with no discomfort at all. (Unlike that
first time when you tried to put your cock into me with no lube... you
moron! LOL!).  In fact, it was so totally erotic that I had an orgasm while
he was fucking me. And feeling the guy's hands all over my body and his
lips kissing the back of my neck was so fantastic! Then I fucked the guy as
he lay on his back with his knees pulled back. Even though I knew in the
back of my mind that I was actually laying motionless on a reclined chair
in a cubicle at the VR Center, the "reality" was that I was on a tropical
island, pumping my cock in and out of this guy's ass as he moaned and urged
me on.  AWESOME. And we kept going... doing everything... in ways I'd never
dreamed of. I had five orgasms -- each the most intense of my entire life
-- in a one-hour session. When I came off the program, I felt in my pants
to see if there was any cum.... Not a drop. It had all been inside my
brain. Of course, as soon as I got back to my quarters I had an incredible
JO session and shot a liter of cum!

The feedback capability was a little tricky at first, but I quickly got the
knack of it. Ya know, it's like having two brains. The HR input provides
knowledge and memories just like your organic brain does, and the HR feed
is totally dominant unless you make the mental effort to change it. But if
you like how it's playing, you just let the HR feed flow without any
conscious thinking about it. And your organic brain remembers what happened
just the same as if it were real.

Things really got interesting a few days later when Arrik and I were
talking about HR sex, and I was being pretty blatant about the kind of sex
I was into - trying to see if I could shock him. Not only was he not
shocked, he was really turned on!  And he explained that he has the
software (and the expertise!)  to program any kind of custom HR session, so
long as he can get the images. He has a really good library of images
(mostly computer-generated) from trading with other com-techs. And then
(get this!) he asked if he could upload my image -- posing NAKED -- and use
it in his next HR session! He promised he wouldn't share it with anyone
else. I was really flattered! It was like he was asking if he could have
sex with me... in HR!

I said I'd pose for images if he'd program a really good custom session for
me. He said "Deal", and we went back to his quarters.  As he did the
imaging, he told me to strip and show myself hard and jack off. Apparently
being with another person who's jacking off is not a violation of Company
rules. I was dancing around naked in a kinda sexy way, like I'd seen on
some of the holo-vids.  He was getting a major hard-on inside his stretch
jump-suit and kept rubbing his crotch. He zoomed in really close to my cock
and got close-ups from every angle.  Then he made an incredible shot of my
cum spurting out. We watched the replay three times after I got dressed,
and I watched him jack off. Nice cock! Big and thick, with a lot of pube
hair.  When I got back to my quarters, Arrik had mailed me a questionnaire
that came with his programming software. It asks all sorts of REALLY
personal questions. Arrik said he wouldn't read it -- just plug it into the
program and then erase the answers afterwards. I decided to start out by
saying I'm 100% gay, even though I'm probably not.  (I can try out hetero
sex some other time.) After you plug in all the personal stuff, it presents
you with a variety of possible scenarios... and they ALL sounded hot! When
you select one, it keeps asking multiple choice questions to provide the
kinds of detail you want.

One of the questions was "pick one of the following periods of history".
And you know how into history I am! It's my favorite subject in home
school, by far, and I always run extra history lessons when I finish the
core curriculum. (Hey Bij --Are you still really into science?) Anyway,
when I chose "ancient Greece" it asks "which character do you want to be?"
(It was difficult to choose between "slave boy" and "Alexander the Great",
so I ended up filling out full scenarios for BOTH!) Very complete in
extracting details, and some of the options were WAY kinky! It was really
erotic just to answer the questions, but a little embarrassing knowing that
Arrik might see my answers.

I scheduled an HR session for the time that Arrik would be working a shift
at the VR Center. He did the programming pretty quickly (said he stayed up
three-quarters of his sleep-time doing it, though). The software worked up
a lot of scenarios after analyzing my questionnaire, and Arrik selected and
arranged several of them, tweaking them a bit and inserting some images
from his collection. (He wouldn't tell me what I'd get.... He said it was
more fun to be surprised.) I wish I had YOUR image, Bijon, but since I
didn't I picked a computer-generated one from Arrik's collection that
looked like you. And then Arrik and I did some modifications so we got the
boy's image looking A LOT like I remember you from a year and a half ago
(especially your cock, LOL!).


You probably know all about HR already, but in case you don't, here's how
it works. Unlike the regular kind of VR, you don't have to move a muscle to
get a feedback function; it's all inside your brain. In fact, you need to
stay immobile so the neural implant transmission isn't disturbed, so they
have you breathing some kind of mild tranquilizing gas, coming out of a
little tube positioned just under your nose. You don't move at all for the
whole session... even when it seems like you're doing really wild stuff.

Arrik got me settled in the cubicle. (We only have one HR station for the
entire crew of the GeoStation! There are also two conventional VR
cubicles.)  As I relaxed in the sofa-chair, he adjusted the tube under my
nose and turned on the gas, positioned my head in the transmitter cradle,
and talked me through the transition to hyper-reality. In less than a
minute, my brain was no longer receiving real-world input; everything I was
seeing, hearing, smelling, and feeling was coming from the program.

The first scenario was with YOU, Bijon (thank-you, Arrik!). We were in a
bedroom, playing strip poker (just like I'd answered in the questionnaire
when it asked about "first sexual experience"). It wasn't exactly the same
as that first day I was visiting you, but I didn't care... it was still so
exciting. And when an element didn't seem right and I wanted to correct it,
all I had to do was concentrate on how it SHOULD be, and my "reality"
adjusted itself. Most of the time, though, it was a lot easier just to let
the program run without worrying about unimportant details (like the way
the room looked).

You and I were sitting there on a bed, and you suggested a game of strip
poker (not that I needed any convincing). We alternated losing card games
and quicklylost our shoes and jump suits and were both sitting there in our
underpants. It was so cool seeing you again! And the more I looked at you
and concentrated on your face and body and voice tone, the more it really
BECAME you (the self-adjustments to the program were awesome!). And when I
wanted you to say something or for something to happen, all I had to do was
think it in a certain way. As you dealt the cards, I thought "I win this
next hand," just like it happened in real life, and of course that's how it
played out. You hopped off the bed, and with a mischievous twinkle in your
eye, you slowly lowered your underpants to reveal the most perfect boyish
boner - 12cm of slender perfection; the very beginnings of pubic hair; a
slightly-dangling sack holding your barely-adolescent nuts. You stood
before me, your erection pointing to the ceiling, and said "Want to feel me
up?" My own cock throbbed with lust as I reached out and touched you...
ran my fingers along smooth warm shaft... felt your satin ball sack. The
sensation was SO incredible - reliving the first time I had ever touched
another boy's boner! And then you said - just like you had a year and a
half ago - "Let me feel you too, Billi." The words came out of your mouth
immediately after I thought about you saying it. My heart pounded in my
chest as I stood up and pulled my underpants down, with you standing less
than a meter away, looking on excitedly. And when you reached down to touch
me... GOD! It was electric! When I looked down and watched as your hand
played with my boner, I realized that it was my cock as it is NOW,
programmed from the images that Arrick had made... not the immature 9cm
stiffy I had back then. I was the same size as yours... even a bit bigger.

That made the experience even more erotic (and I didn't have to feel
jealous all over again...LOL!) We stood toe-to-toe, feeling and stroking
each other, grinning into each other's faces and breathing heavily.

And then you sank to your knees... remember how you did it without saying a
word?... and slid your mouth onto my cock. I remember being a little
shocked when it happened back in 2099, but this time it was pure pleasure..
the ultimate deja vu. The feeling of your tongue and lips, pleasuring me,
was so incredible... so real. No offense, but the HR Bijon is a better
cocksucker than the real one. Your mouth was like a sucking vibrator on my
cockhead, swirling all around, nibbling and licking at my foreskin and
cockhead. And when your lips traveled down the shaft, I could believe how
intense it felt! Your hand played with my balls, and the other snaked up
between my ass cheeks. As your mouth churned around my cock in an almost
super-human way, I knew I wouldn't last very much longer. I held your head
with my hands and started fucking your mouth (something I wouldn't have
dreamed of that first time with you), and you took my cock in your throat
like a holo-vid porn star! The pleasure just kept building and building
until I shouted with lust and spurted cum down your throat in the most
incredible orgasm ever. (Later, I asked Arrik if I had made any noise
during the session, and he said "not a peep.")

As I came down from the total ecstacy of my orgasm, I realized - with a
little bit of disappointment - that I was in a different scenario already.
I never got a chance to suck you off or let you fuck me (both of which are
some of my favorite memories whenever I jack off). But as I looked around,
I marveled at where I was - seemingly in ancient city-state of Athens, in a
luxurious villa on a hill overlooking the Aegean Sea.

Bijon, I hope I don't bore you here, but I was so blown away by this next
scenario that I've gotta tell you all about it. Every detail of everything
around me appeared authentic... the air dry and warm and aromatic... the
sounds coming from birds and the whisper of the sea breeze and the waves on
the shoreline below. Looking out a window, I saw boats off in the
distance... commercial sailing vessels; military biremes powered by rows of
oars. I looked down at myself and saw that I was wearing the clothing of a
Greek slave boy in service to a wealthy family - a very short pleated tunic
of fine white cloth that barely covered my crotch... bare feet and naked
from the waist up. I noticed a mirror of highly-polished metal on the wall
and went over to it. Staring back at me was a stunningly beautiful boy,
maybe 10 years old, with olive skin and dark curly hair (so different from
the real me!). WOW! This was intense! Each other time I'd done VR, it had
been the REAL me reacting to an computer-generated environment. But now I
was truly another person. I ran my fingers through my hair, and it felt
thick and wiry... not straight and fine. My hand reached under the tunic
and felt the immature boyish penis and small round ballsack - much as I had
been at age 10. And as I idly manipulated my little-boy penis, it stiffened
into a small but very erect boy-boner of about 7cm.

Voices approached from outside. "Ganymede! Bring us wine! Your masters
thirst mightily after our great victories in the games!" The laughter that
accompanied the words indicated that there was more than a little
self-mocking in their boasts. Instantly I ran to get a large jug of wine.

How had I known where the wine was? How did I know my name was Ganymede?
Beats me! I was just letting things happen. And for some reason I was
filled with pride and devotion to people whose voices I had heard, but had
not yet seen. As I brought the wine out onto a large covered terrace, a
strong, handsome man who appeared to be in his early 30s (the name Diocles
leapt into my mind) and a youngish teenage boy (Argos, I "knew") were
standing next to a round pool of water set in the stone floor of the
terrace, letting their togas of fine material slip from their shoulders to
the floor, leaving them both unashamedly naked. Diocles was sweaty and
tired-looking, but his body was wonderfully muscular and fit. Argos looked
to be about 14 years old, his muscles starting to develop but his body
devoid of the hair of maturity... even at the base of his medium-size
adolescent penis. He was not only sweaty but also very dusty and a bit
bruised and scraped. I handed each a goblet of wine and picked up a large
sponge, dipped it in the pool, and began to bathe Diocles' face and chest.
The man brushed away my hand and said "After our day at the games, I think
we need a proper bath, and my student needs it far more than I after his
five bouts in the wrestling ring."

I found myself stripping off my tunic and slipping naked into the warm
water of the pool along with the equally naked man and teen. I listened as
the two of them discussed the boy's first four matches, which he won, only
to fall victim to a Spartan lad who trounced Argos thoroughly in the final
bout.

"You have learned well in the time you have been my student," said Diocles.
"At the next games you will win the laurel wreath, even if you have to
wrestle Spartans in each match!"

Argos blushed with pride and said "my meager efforts paled before the great
victory of my loving mentor in the discus competition!" As he said this,
Argos' hands stroked the man's powerful chest and biceps. I noticed Diocles
subtly flexing of his muscles under the boy's caresses. Then Diocles pulled
his adolescent protege into an embrace and leaned down to kiss him on the
mouth, running his hands over the boy's shoulders and back and tight ass.
The Greek tradition of love between adult mentor and young teenage protege
was on full display with these two. As they groped each other sensuously, I
kept sponging both bodies in an inconspicuous way while they seemingly
ignored me, even when I ran the sponge up into Argos' ass crack.

"By the Gods, Argos! My soul burns with eros for you. Let us dry off and
take our pleasure." I hopped out of the pool to get towels to dry my master
and his student as they settled onto one of the padded one-arm couches and
continued their foreplay. Argos had a raging erection, which Diocles
stroked lovingly.

"Ganymede, you rascal. Come over here. Use your clever mouth to stiffen my
lance and make it slippery. Quickly, boy! Do not make my noble student
await too long for his daily lesson in manly love."

As I sank to my knees before the man's spread legs, the young teenager
hopped up and nudged me aside, saying "Please, Mentor; let me prepare you
with MY mouth!" But as he got on his knees to suck his older lover, the man
pushed HIM away and spoke to him harshly.

"Such impudence! You shame your family, Argos! You should know that
pleasuring with the mouth is only done by slaves and whores! I could not
look your noble father in the eye if I allowed you to debase yourself like
that." Then his anger instantly subsided and he lifted the boy into his
embrace, adding: "And besides, though I love you with all my being, Argos,
I must remind you that Ganymede has had extensive training and years of
experience in the ways of pleasuring a man. I have been told by noble
house-guests to whom I have lent his services for an evening that Ganymede
is the best little cocksucker in Athens ... and you surely must know it too
by now."

Argos was humbled. "Forgive me, Mentor. I was forgetting my place. It was
only because I was overwhelmed with my love and admiration for you on this
day of your triumph at the games." Argos then looked over at me and said,
quite sincerely, "And I apologize to you, Ganymede, for usurping your place
in the household. As your master notes, I have received much pleasure from
you in the three months I have lived in this house, and I have grown quite
fond of you."

Diocles said "Perhaps you can make amends to my body servant in a proper
way. Take pleasure with him after I finish giving you my love." I saw
Argos' face brighten as he looked at me, and my brain registered a flow of
good feelings toward the teenager.

And then Argos positioned himself on the padded divan so that he and his
lover could kiss and caress while I performed my slave's duty. Diocles'
cock was soft as I brought my mouth to it, but admirably proportioned -
perhaps 14 cm. Beads of water from the bath still clung to the dense black
hair at his crotch. When I gently licked and nibbled at the foreskin, and
swirled my tongue around the ridge of the cockhead, the thick appendage it
began rapidly springing to life... stiffening in my small mouth...
lengthening, thickening... pulsing with lust. The cockhead was like a
mushroom, flaring out to mouth-filling proportions. But I was taking it all
with enthusiasm... with pride in my skills of giving pleasure. My fingers
diddled my own stiff little penis, as pleasure flowed through my body and
mind. My eyes glanced up to see Diocles doubling his fervent kissing of
Argos. Their tongues slid together with passionate hunger, and Diocles'
hands were all over the teenager's body.

Although I've never had any kind of sex with a man in reality, and
certainly never sucked a cock anywhere near this big (it must have been
24cm when it was fully hard!), the Greek slave boy in whose body my
consciousness resided was one HELL of a good cocksucker. My mouth and head
twisted and bobbed, my lips and tongue churned, my throat opened completely
and without discomfort. I deep-throated my master's horse-cock with ease
and with pleasure.

"Enough, boy!" Diocles grunted, pulling my head away from his spit-slick
erection. As I knelt docilely on the floor, Argos was positioning himself
to be fucked by Diocles, his upper body draped over the padded couch, his
feet anchored to the stone floor, his ass raised in anticipation. "Prepare
him to accept my lance, Ganymede... quickly, now!" I scooted over so that I
was kneeling behind Argos. (My dormant organic brain raised an eyebrow at
what my computer-generated self was about to do, but it felt so natural -
so ordinary - that I decided to go with the flow.) My hands spread the
slender globes of the boy's hairless ass, and my mouth pressed in tight. I
pushed my tongue into the ring of muscle and nerves, which flexed open as I
probed. Argos moaned with pleasure and pushed his hips back against my face
as my little tongue cork-screwed into him. I knew, though, that Diocles was
impatient to fuck his young protege. So I pulled away, gathering all the
available saliva in my mouth, and quickly slathered it on the standing
man's throbbing cock. Then I scooted aside while the mentor and student
joined together in the act of love for which the ancient Greeks are
renowned.

As Diocles pushed slowly into Argos' receptive ass, he moaned "You have
learned well how to take my over-sized lance. I regret that it is not a
more aesthetic size, to please you better."

The boy gasped as he pushed his ass up and back "Oh, Mentor! Your noble
lance is the source of my greatest pleasure. I feel as though Heracles
himself is making love to me."

I knelt beside them, caressing both bodies, squeezing the man's full
ballsack gently from behind, reaching around in front of the boy to play
with his penis. The flexing bodies, the moans of lust, the trembling
pleasure... this was like watching a holo-vid porn to the 10th power.  When
finally the dance of love ended, amid much lustful grunting from the man
and contented whimpering from the boy, they collapsed onto the couch to
embrace in the afterglow. I knew (well, actually, the program told my
brain) that Argos would be having sex me as soon as his mentor allowed. I
knew that my role was to be for Argos what Argos had been to Diocles -- the
receptor of his seed; the submissive giver of pleasure. After several
minutes, Diocles rose up, and I immediately handed him a filled wine
goblet. I wiped his genitals with the sponge, dried him off, and placed the
toga over his shoulder, arranging it around his body.

"Alright, my handsome and noble student. Take your pleasure with my body
servant. It has been a great day for you at the games, and I know Ganymede
will honor you accordingly." Then he addressed me: "I will be with my wife
and children, and will not require your services until the serving of the
evening meal." And with that, he walked into the villa, leaving the two of
us naked together on the terrace in the warm glow of the late-afternoon
sun.

Argos sat up on the couch and held out his arms to me. "Come sit astride my
lap, little one, and let us talk." I hopped up into his arms, one leg on
each side of his hips, our cocks pressed together. "Oh Ganymede!" he
sighed; "can you feel how my cock yearns for you?" My only response was to
hug him even tighter and grind his erection and mine together erotically.
His boner was exquisite -- 14cm and slender... more like an arrow compared
to Diocles' thick club. My little stiffy, though half the size, was
registering high levels of sexual pleasure from the stimulation.

"So, beautiful one; tell me of your life, if I may ask. I have been here
three months, and your story is a mystery to me. How long have you been my
mentor's slave?"

"This is the third summer of my grateful service, young master."

"And before that?"

"For my first 7 summers, I lived with my widowed mother in the hills far
from this great city. There were four young children, including me. I don't
remember it so well anymore, but I recall that we lived in a hut of sticks,
and when the winter rains came I was always cold and wet. And I remember
that I was hungry - always and in every season. A man from the city came to
our region one day offering to pay money for boys of a certain type, and he
said that I was just such a type. My mother refused him at first, but he
told her that I would be trained to serve in a noble home, and with my
appearance and demeanor I could become the personal servant to a great man
of Athens."

"The man was perceptive!"

"Yes, he spoke as if an oracle of the gods when he said those things. I
told my mother to send me with the man, so that she would have one less
mouth to feed. I was proud that the man found me of sufficient worth that a
sizeable payment was made to my family. And I was truly blessed when the
gods willed that I be purchased by this household. My master is always
fair, and I have never been beaten. My master's noble family has always
treated me with kindness. And now my master has taken under mentorship a
handsome, athletic, and wise youth from a great noble family, and that
young master has been very generous in his attentions to this slave." I
smiled up at him with love and admiration as I spoke these last words.

"Have I ever told you, Ganymede, that you are the most beautiful creature I
have ever laid eyes upon in all my life?" he whispered as he kissed my neck
and nuzzled his smooth cheek against mine, running his hands along my back.

I kissed him gently on the lips, flicking out my tongue teasingly, and
replied with a smile "My young master has flattered me thus on several
previous occasions." I kissed him again, and he returned the kiss more
vigorously, his tongue hungrily seeking out mine, pulling us even closer
together... my skinny, boyish torso pressing against his wiry adolescent
musculature.

"Oh Ganymede, my angel! Get down and suck me, as you do so well. Not too
intensely or I shall give up my seed way too soon."

I slithered along the teenager's body until I was on my knees between his
legs. I marveled at the sight of his beautiful cock, approaching maturity
but still hairless. I licked at his balls - half drawn-up from arousal -
taking them one at a time into my mouth. Then I began to lick his straining
erection, starting at the base and working my way up. My hand pushed his
foreskin up so that I could tease it with my lips and tongue, then pulled
it down so that I could lightly stimulate his finely proportioned cockhead,
sucking gently. My fingers glided along his inner thigh, then teased the
flesh between his ballsack and rectum. Almost immediately, his legs pulled
back to give me access to his hole. My fingers touched it lightly. It was
still slippery with the cum that Diocles had pumped into him. It was also
still slightly distended from being vigorously fucked my the thick
man-cock.

"Oh yes! Put two fingers in... gently... ahhh... work them back and
forth... yes, like that... oh, gods!... stop sucking for a moment - I'm
right on the edge... now a third finger... uhhhhh... now four - bunched
together... yes!... not too deep... oh, yes! Just like my master's cock...
twist them slowly... ahhhhhhhhh!"

All my fingers - up to the knuckles - massaged his anal passage, with a
generous amount of cum and bodily fluid for lubrication. My mouth provided
only the lightest stimulation to his cock, but it nonetheless throbbed and
precum flowed from the slit continuously.

"Stop, Ganymede! I am on the verge and can't take another second. I would
gladly have you finish me with your mouth, but I wish to give up my seed as
my mentor does... making love to your flawless young body. Lie on your back
with your knees raised, that I may look down at your face as I take you."

I did as he instructed, lying astride the couch, my legs pulled back, my
little erection and round ballsack flaunted proudly, flexing my pink
asshole open slightly beneath his gaze.

"By the gods... you are perfect in your beauty! I long to... but I
shouldn't... I...." He looked distressed and said "If I wished to pleasure
you with my mouth, could you refrain from ever telling your master?...
Please... just once?"

I nodded my head and smiled. "I am unworthy of accepting such a gift, but I
would never speak of it to any person, and I would treasure the memory
forever."

Argos leaned down and kissed my lips, running his hands through my thick
hair and along my shoulders and arms... then tranced a trail of kisses down
my neck, my chest, my belly, and finally alighting on the 10-year-old's
penis that pointed up in proud erection. His lips trembled as they slid
onto the thumb-size appendage, and his tongue swirled around the miniature
cockhead that emerged from the retracted foreskin. The entire erection went
easily into his mouth. As his head bobbed up and down on my cock, fireworks
of sexual pleasure exploded in my brain. My fingers entwined in his black
hair as my hips strained to push my erection deeper in the warm wetness of
the teenager's hungry mouth. Orgasm rapidly overcame me (dry, of course).

Then his mouth popped off and he kissed and licked at my tiny balls, my
inner thighs, and... I gasped with surprise... my ass. Argos' tongue licked
and probed as my entire body lit up with erotic stimulation. As his strong
hands lifting my thighs to give him even greater access, I flexed my hole
open as tongue-tip drilled into me. Only after he had given me yet another
surging dry orgasm did Argos stand up, apply a coating of his spit to his
raging boner, and position it at the entrance of my ass. We looked into
each other's eyes lovingly as he entered me (or, should I say, entered the
computer-generated body of a Greek slave-boy who had been fucked by men on
a regular basis for three years).

The sensations entering my consciousness were indescribably wonderful! You
know how in porn vids of women getting fucked, they're always acting like
they're practically gonna die because of how good it feels? And how they
supposedly have multiple orgasms, one right after another? Well that's how
I was actually feeling as Argos plowed his teenage cock into my ass! The HR
program was blasting the pleasure centers so hard that I felt like I could
hardly stand it each time I orgasmed. I'm not sure what the time-frame was
(either in real time, or in the drama playing in my brain) but it was like
several minutes of increasingly intense sexual build-up and a one-minute
climax of dry orgasm... repeated over and over... with just a short
interval in between each cycle for me to concentrate on the handsome
15-year-old who was making love to me.

Finally, he shouted out his lust and blasted spurt after spurt of cum into
my body, as my ass muscle clenched around his spasm-wracked cock. Argos
collapsed onto my body, and I became lost in the delirium of kisses,
exhaustion, and erotic pleasure. Finally, we snuggled together on the
couch, and I turn so that my back nestled against the front of his body.
The teenager's hands caressed me lightly as he kissed my neck and whispered
word of bliss. I felt my mind drifting off in a fog of sleep... totally
satiated.

As my eyes opened again, I was in my bedroom at Dad's and my quarters.
"That's odd," I thought. "I'm supposed to be at the VR Center." My second
thought: there was a warm, naked body spooning me from behind, with his
erect cock pressing against me. Not Argos... here on Calisto. For some
reason my mind was not surprised. My thoughts suggested that this was a
normal occurrence.

I rolled over, and was only slightly surprised to see... ME! I could have
been looking into a mirror, but there in the flesh, sleeping cuddled up
against me, was a boy who looked just like me!

"Go with the flow; it's the program," I thought with my organic brain.
"Let it happen." The computer-fed memories and knowledge gave me everything
I needed, just as they had in the Athens scenario. I was with my twin
brother, Robbi... cloned from Dad at the same time as me. I pulled the
top-cover off our bodies and studied my sleeping brother, comparing him
feature-to-feature as I looked down at myself. Identical! Even the same
morning erection. His eyes blinked open as I was feeling overcome with love
and happiness.

"G'morning, Billi," said my twin sleepily, wrapping his arms around me and
giving my a warm, affectionate kiss on the lips, as our boners pressed
together. "You wanna? .. Or maybe..." (My mind knew he was asking if I
wanted to make love, even though we had been up late the night before in a
marathon session of pleasure.)

I found myself speaking in the same twin-speak shorthand: "Always! But
quick." My mind knew that he had understood me to say "No way I'll EVER get
tired of playing with you, brother! But we only have a little time. Let's
get going!" And I rolled my clone-twin's body on top of mine, wrapping my
arms and legs around him, and tongue-kissing him with increasing
enthusiasm. He humped his cock into mine and then, at the same instant, we
both shifted our bodies so that we were in the "69" position. We were on a
twins' telepathic link... in perfect sexual synchronicity. Knowing each
other's preferences and pleasures without a moment's hesitation or the need
for words. Sucking greedily... feeling the simultaneous pleasure...
shifting positions (on our sides; him on top; me on top) in a unison of
movement. The couple times I've done 69 (that once with you Bijon, and
another time with my neighbor on Luna), I thought it was too distracting.
But this time, it was INCREDIBLE! On and on we went... bringing each other
near climax (simultaneously!) and backing off just in time. We knew each
other's bodies perfectly. It was a little like I imaging it being like if I
was flexible enough to suck my own cock, but I'm sure that wouldn't be
nearly as much fun.

A persistent thought entered my consciousness: "Time to finish up." And
immediately I felt the sexual excitement kick into a more intense level...
sucking... being sucked... fucking each other's mouth... getting close...
so good... I'm gonna cum... yeah... oh, God, yeah....EXPLOSION, both from
my cock and into my mouth. I taste the fluid -- same as when I jack off
into my hand and slurp it up. We move so that we again lay face-to-face,
and we kiss tenderly.

"Time to come back now" says the voice in my head.

"So soon?... Goodbye, Bobbi..." I feel sadness intruding on my pleasure and
my mind starts to fog.

"Next time, the middle segment" he says with a twinkle in his eye. Our last
kiss turns into a total fog. The transition from HR input to organic input
is rapid but smooth. I hear Arrick's voice talking in soothing tones,
explaining that I'm back in the VR Center. That I should relax for a few
minutes before trying to get up, so the tranquilizing gas has a chance to
completely wear off.

"Did you like it?" said Arrik. I could see him and the rest of the real
environment with total clarity now. "How about that ancient Greek scenario?
Am I a good HR programer, or what?"

For some reason, there was a tear trickling down my cheek, and I said "My
brother... I wish I had..."

"More time with him?" Arrick finished my sentence. "We can bring your
brother back when I program another session for you... if you like."

I went home almost in a daze, my mind filled with so many thoughts and
memories. My body had a LOT of pent-up sexual tension, so the first thing I
did was jack off. Then the next thing I did was start to put all of my
memories in my journal, so I wouldn't forget. (I cut and pasted a bunch of
my journal text in this transmission - that stuff about Greece.)  Well,
Bijon... I've already taken up was too much band-width on this
transmission. But I've had two more of Arrik's HR sessions since then (I
let him watch me jack off again as payment). I'll tell you about them
later.

I especially want to tell you about the fun I had with my imaginary
brother!

[The End.]

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