Date: Fri, 13 Sep 2019 08:51:55 +0000
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: THE WHITE DRUID PART 3

			THE WHITE DRUID
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				Part 3
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CHAPTER 12
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The next day was entirely different. Around midday, a crowd dressed in
their best clothes filled the large area near the sacred tree, where
Diviciaco had been buried. Soon Cato, the Roman General, the twins and
Marco appeared as the crowd shouted and applauded them as they occupied a
stand at the top of the field. Denit was not far from the stand and watched
carefully the boy of his dreams, his best ever friend: Doro. He had bathed
and wore his best clothes. He sighed as he examined the boy on the stand as
if he was alone there. Denit was the only person in the town who could
distinguish the brothers. The twins wore prince clothes with their little
daggers hanging from their belt that adjusted their white tunics to their
beautiful slim bodies. The lad then mumbled for himself.

	"Oh, goddesses he is so pretty... I love you very much, Doro!!!" He
paused as he sighed "I would give my life for a kiss from you." Suddenly
Denit heard clearly into his mind.

	"You don't need to give your life, Denit, because you know I love
you too, my red-haired friend." He thought he was dreaming, and turned his
sight to his adored boy. Doro was looking at him as he heard into himself:
"Wait for me at the entrance to the forest after the wedding."  The boy did
not know what to say as he heard the crowd yelling as the Roman forces
started the great parade beating their large shields with their naked
swords. Denit could not stop an emotional wave creeping thru his young
body.

The forces, in perfect order, stopped in front of the stand where the
General was. This man extracted a scroll as the crowd and soldiers kept a
dead silence. He read the message from Julio Caesar to the Eduos people,
naming Diviciaco as the Greatest Man of The Gauls, and as a consequence,
his sons Dart and Doro were considered as Princes for the Roman people.
This made the crowd applaud hard and long; Denit's hands were red of
applauding as tears rolled down his freckled young cheeks. Then came the
moment that all were waiting for, including some young Roman soldiers.
Marco changed his armour of officer by a long white tunic, while many boys,
girls and adults also change their tunics for a common one; that was what
Denit did.  A trumpet sounded as the soldiers started walking to their
quarters in a perfect formation accompanied by hard applause from the
crowd. Some minutes later the sound of a second trumped hit the air as the
crowd opened a passageway. After some minutes and hand in hand, Rhode and
Stella appeared beautifully dressed; their heads covered by white flowers
garlands.  All present people started singing an old song that wished the
couple long lives and happiness.  They slowly climbed the steps and kneeled
in front of Marco that was assisted by the twins. The ceremony lasted about
fifteen minutes, and then they hugged Marco and the twins and their family.
Abruptly they descended from the platform and started running as fast as
Stella could; in seconds they crossed the forest limits, followed by many
couples formed by boys, girls and adults that left quickly their tunics on
the floor before entering amongst the trees. This was the way to offer
their Goddess their happiness and seeds.

Denit was there much before he spotted his adored friend running to him. He
took off his tunic and got naked; Doro started getting nude before he
arrived, so he dropped his clothes together and hands entwined they ran
into the thick wood. They crossed a crystal stream, climbed a few large
stones, and then the young shepherd put away a thick bush, discovering a
little cave that he had prepared with a bulky layer of dried leaves; it was
warm there. They looked into each other eyes as their lips sealed with a
passionate kiss. Slowly they lay on the soft bed. Denit broke the kiss as
he tenderly caressed Doro's smooth face; needn't to say that their dicks
were hard as ever before touching their bellies. Doro then dragged his
friend's face to him and planted a kiss on the boy's nose.

	"I like you, Denit; I'll never stop loving you, my beautiful
shepherd. I have never watched eyes as blue as yours." Two tears of
happiness ran down the tanned and freckled cheeks that Doro immediately
lapped with his tongue. Denit then said in a murmur:

	"I think this is a dream; I prefer to die before I wake up from
it." Doro then smiled showing his lovely white teeth as he softly rubbed
the curly clean red hair.

	"You can wake up because I'll be here near you forever; I'll never
leave you." Their mouth joined again and their tongues swirled inside
starting the consequence of their mutual affection. Doro was a little bit
younger than Denit, that from a few months back his dick had started
spitting precum, whereas Denit had matured only two weeks before. Tenderly
they started grinding their young bodies, and just a few minutes later
their bodies tensed as they hugged tightly in the peak of their orgasms;
Doro felt the warmness on his belly produced by his friend's small
load. They remained quiet for some minutes enjoying the bliss of their
lovemaking.  Then they laid their back on the bed and Denit lapped his
seeds from Doro's belly, cleaning his friend's body like a mother kitten.

	"During today, let's forget the future; I prefer to speak about the
present and the past unless you want otherwise." Doro caressed again his
friend's red ringlets gently and kissed a peck on his nose.

	"I would like that, Denit but you heard the Roman General. We are
considered princes and that has a lot of meaning. To begin with, we must
learn a lot about everything, we must be educated, our Tutor is the
greatest man ever existed, even I have to admit he surpasses my father."
Denit could not believe what his friend was telling him. He near shouted:

	"That's impossible! Your father was the greatest Druid..." Doro
again caressed his friend face tenderly as he stopped his words. Gently he
touched his friend's cheeks.

	"Denit, he is now like a baby, learning step by step, but very
quickly. He has an inner strength that reaches everything; even
Vercingetorix would like having him as a friend." Denit was astonished.

	"But he is not even an Eduo, how Vercingetorix would have liked to
have him as a friend?" Doro put away a curly that his friend had over his
intense blue eyes.

	"My father told us about a prophecy: a man, son of an Eduo
princess, would come to help Rome to implant the peace in The Gauls; then a
great nation will be borne that will last for many centuries. He is that
man!"

	"And he is your tutor... It is like a new father, isn't it?"

	"Yes. He is not only very powerful-minded but also an excellent
physician and the best father and friend we could have. Sometimes even we
feel ashamed because we forget our father." Denit hugged his friend because
their encounter was getting different from what he had planned. So,
quickly, he changed the subject.

	"Doro, we agreed to leave the past and future aside, and enjoy the
present." The boy grinned as he continued. "Doro, I want you to... fuck
me." That did not surprise Doro, but he knew his best friend very well, in
such a way, he was not being sincere. He did not need to read his mind to
know what was in it. Doro smiled as he attracted Denit to him with all the
tenderness he could muster.

	"Denit, I'll fuck you if you want it, but first you have to do it
to me." Denit did not expect this answer from his adored boyfriend.
Stammering he answered.

	"But I know you have never been fucked... and I understand it hurts
a lot, especially the first times." Doro looked into his best friend's blue
eyes and caressed his pink freckled cheeks.  Denit had innocently been
trapped. He realised it and added: "Yes it hurts, though I have never done
it, I know it hurts; and much more if an adult does this to a boy..."

	"In that case, if it hurts, do you think that I want you, my best
friend, to suffer in order to give me pleasure?" Denit did not answer and
bent his head feeling ashamed as Doro continued.  "No Denit; you mean a lot
to me and I cannot hurt you. Deeply in your heart, I am sure you wouldn't
mind bearing the pain if I enjoy it, but you are my best friend forever."
Doro raised his trembled chin and kissed him softly on the lips. Denit
could not bear his friend's tenderness as he mumbled:

	"You are so pretty, so wonderful... and I don't have anything to
give you, except... my body." Doro again dragged his friend to him tightly.

	"You don't need to give me anything, except your friendship, and
letting me kiss that marvellous dimple that you have on your right cheek,
especially when you smile." Denit grinned pleased. Doro placed a kiss on
the boy's cheek but immediately went to his lips. They hugged without
breaking the kiss; quickly Denit changed his position starting to suck
Doro's nipples, one after the other. The boy squirmed as his friend's
tongue tip rubbed the hard nubs. From that moment their minds synchronised
and Doro did what his best friend had done to him seconds before. They were
laying on their sides and Denit continued lapping and kissing Doro's flat
white belly; then the tip of his tongue drilled his buttonhole as he felt
near his nose the hard penis, this was his main objective. Before Doro
could realise, Denit took into his mouth the whole marvellous package, he
noticed how his friend had some difficulties to do the same to him, pushing
with his fingers his balls into his wet mouth. He was only a few months
older than Doro and had already matured; therefore there was a little
difference in the size of his balls if compared with his friend's.

Denit explored with his tongue every part of his friend privates, sucking
like a vacuum his young penis, as he felt the familiar flavour of his
precum. After some time, he noticed how their breaths were erratic and his
friend pushed his crotch against his face; his hard dick rubbing his
palate.  Denit knew the great moment was approaching and he wanted his
friend to enjoy as never before. He stopped sucking for a while, leaving
his balls out of his mouth. Doro did not like this action too much, because
he was feeling how his orgasm was almost arriving, but he followed his
loved friend. After half a minute Denit resumed his sucking, but only on
his friend penis, leaving out the balls. Both moaned loudly as their bodies
tensed like washboards and their legs stretched out pushing their crotches
against each other faces. Suddenly they stopped breathing as the most
beautiful explosion of colours came into their minds as thousands of
rainbows and shooting stars joined together. The boys screamed thru their
noses, both of them were determined to give his friend the highest pleasure
up to now they had received; it was their deep love what they wanted to
express, not just sex.

Doro felt the well-known flavour of his friend's sweet and salted semen on
his tongue; he eagerly swallowed it mixed with his saliva; he sucked his
thick cock to extract the last remaining of it. Denit then had the greatest
surprise. He did not expect anything from his lover's penis as he had
regretted it many times, but this time, he felt the lovely flavour on his
tongue as a joyful sensation of cheerfulness filled his soul. Now he had
something to offer to his adored friend!!!"  They were recovering their
breathings of that sensational moment; Denit took exceptional care in order
not to mix Doro little load with his saliva. After a couple of minutes,
Denit recovered his original position in front of his friend and did not
know what to do or say, so he disregarded any word, took Doro beautiful
face between his hands and kissed him softly on the lips introducing his
tongue. Doro thought it was just a kiss from his best friend; however, as
their tongues swirled inside he noticed the taste of semen. A quick
calculation... and he guessed immediately: It was his!!!. Doro exploded in
happiness as abundant tears trickled down his cheeks and hugged the boy,
filling with kisses his reddish haired friend. Denit felt himself the most
important boy in the world as he returned the kisses to his friend. It was
a blast of genuine boy love. They separated and hugged again.

	"Thank you Denit for your beautiful present; if I had fucked you,
probably we would have missed this wonderful moment. Some months ago I
asked my father when I would be a man; he answered that never before I was
twelve. When I felt the flavour I recalled his words and that made me cry
like a baby."

	"No Doro, you are wrong; it has been an explosion of love because
you are the greatest boy of the world, and that's why I love you so much;
heaps as you say." Still, some rebel tears were on his face as Denit lapped
them before they hugged tenderly again. It was a tender manifestation of
what the boys felt for each other; their dicks were flaccid between their
legs.  Doro then said:

	"If my father was right, today is my birthday, the equinoctial
day."

	"You are right because of today's wedding... Yes, Stella told me
they planned to get married in this day!"

	"I am going to tell my brother, I wonder if he had his orgasm and
has spurted, too."  Denit felt bad because that meant they would spoil the
rest of the day leaving the forest to go to town. Doro did not need to
explore his mind to know his friend's disappointments. He rubbed his
reddish curly hair and gave him peck as he added: "We don't need to move
from this nest to tell him the news." Denit knew his friend had powers to
do things, but could he... Doro's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Please
Denit; lay down as we were when we made love." Denit loved those words. He
then lay on the soft bed and Doro did the same.

	"What are we going to do before..." Doro also lay near his friend
as he told him.

	"Hug me very tight, as when the nice feeling hit us; we must be
only one body and one soul so that I can have your energy with mine." Denit
could not feel happier; they were so close that his dicks started to get
hard again. Doro chuckled; he was cuddled inside Denit facing him... "Now
your hands in mine and your legs between mine; then close your beautiful
blue eyes." He did as instructed, and Doro took the opportunity to lap his
friend's large eye-lashes.  Then they were united as only one being. Doro
then pronounced some arcane words and Denit drifted almost to sleep.
Unexpectedly he watched how their naked bodies abandoned the little cave
and flew over the forest; Doro showed him some couples of boys and girls
making love without caring who could watch them in their ecstasies. They
flew over the fields and houses until they spotted the great building where
Diviciaco had been murdered; they entered thru the window into a large
room, though it was nearly closed. The image was the most beautiful scene
he could expect. Marco was naked and sat on a large sofa, having on his lap
the gorgeous figure of Dart that was naked, his arms around Marco's neck
and his head leaning on the man's shoulder as he was fucking the man's
belly navel. Marco was caressing him tenderly, kneading his butt cheeks and
telling the boy soothing words into his ears; Dart then groaned loudly and
they could watch how Dart spurted his little load in Marco's navel. Doro
then said to his brother's mind:

	"I'm a man, too, brother. Congratulations!!!" Dart still breathing
hard and with his eyes closed, smiled."

	"I love you, brother." He answered. Denit could see how they flew
again back to their nest in the forest. They lay down on his back terribly
tired, and then Denit argued:

	"Marco's dick was flaccid; clearly he was not participating in the
sexual moment with Dart, why? Besides we have flown like birds without any
wing. How did you do that, Doro?" The boy grinned.

	"I am very tired; we have spent a lot of energy. Marco is always
reluctant to have sex with us, except when we insist on him to
participate. Today he was helping my brother to enjoy, but he was only
expressing affection for Dart, a lot of affection!" Doro rolled on his
belly, and before Denit could ask him again he was hard asleep. His friend
did the same and one minute later he also was as dead. It was afternoon
when they woke up from their restoring sleep. Denit then asked:

	"Have I dreamed or have we been in your house watching your brother
fucking Marco's belly?" Doro grinned as he patted his best friend legs.

	"No. You have been there with me; not your body, of course, but
something like your spirit." Before Denit added anything, Doro again patted
his friend legs. "Come on! Let's eat something and go under the sun to
recover our strengths." Denit did not understand but he obeyed his friend,
then extracted a large portion of brown bread and some meat. They ate
eagerly their lunch and went out to drink in the clear stream. The sun was
shining in all the splendour of the spring day. Many naked boys and girls
of all ages were playing after their sexual pleasures as if they were
bushes or little animals and intrinsically part of the forest. The boys
joined the group and shared their plays as any child would do. Then Doro
watched two lovely twin girls sat on an old trunk, one of them was visible
annoyed touching her right foot, she could not avoid some tears.

	"Come on Denit, let's help those wonderful girls. They were not in
the plays, I think."

	"You are right Doro, I have not seen them; probably they have come
a little later." The boys approached the girls as he asked.

	"Can I help you?" The girl, who had her foot on the trunk, cleaned
her tears and her dark eyes stared at Doro.

	"No, except if you are a physician or a mage."

	"Maybe I am both. The other girl grinned as she explained what had
happened to his sister.

	"We have come a little late because we had to ask our father for
his permission; he was... let's say, busy with our mom." The boys and the
other girl laughed. "When we arrived all the best places had been taken, so
we had to make a shed to spend the night. After playing for some time, my
sister stepped on a sharp root and has hurt her foot; as you can see we
have not good luck today." Denit then intervened.

	"Until now you have had bad luck, but still there is time to change
this luck. You are too pretty to spoil this great day and night." The girl
sighed.

	"May I see your wound?" Doro asked as he sat not far from the girl
that placed her white foot on the boy's lap, touching his dick that
immediately reacted getting hard. She grinned but said nothing, all on the
contrary; she took an opportunity to touch it with her heel. Doro examined
the tiny deep wound; something has nailed the foot and was deep inside, so
it hurt a lot if she tried to walk. He touched it and the girl moaned in
pain. He knew the girl was not faking.

	"Dam, it hurts!!!" Doro knew what to do to heal the pain and cure
the wound, but he needed not to have any witnesses, otherwise, the news
would spread and he was not yet ready to cope with this. Then he said. "My
name is Doro and my friend is Denit, we are twelve." This implied the girls
to say their names and age. The wounded girl took the lead as she said:

	"My name is Klara and my sister's Lola; we are ten close to
eleven." Doro looked around and observed most the children and teenagers
had started a new play and they were alone.

	"Denit, Lola; please go to the stream and bring some water, I think
Klara is thirsty." The girl near jumped on her seat, he was right; she felt
needed some water to drink. The boy and girl left and as soon they were off
sight, Doro kneeled in front of the girl, and he clearly could watch her
stunning pink vagina's lips devoid of any hair.

	"It seems you like what you see from there." Doro blushed, and
instead of answering to the girl, he said:

	"Now, please, close your eyes and think about something else." The
girl obeyed and Doro watched the large eyelashes that had taken him. He
then placed his mouth on the wound, and in a murmur pronounced some arcane
words and sucked the wound. Some blood and a thick chip came into his mouth
as the wound healed, leaving only a tiny scar. Taking the opportunity that
no one was at sight, he placed his mouth on the girl's lips and introduced
the piece of wood into her wet mouth. She reacted as Doro retracted his
mouth.

	"What?" The girl spate the wood on her hand and stood, still the
flavour of her blood in her mouth. Doro then smirked.

	"It is only a piece of wood. Please keep it secret, I did it
because you are special for me, though I don't know why." The girl stared
at him, and in a quick move, she placed her fatty arms around Doro's neck
and kissed him hard on the lips. She did not introduce her tongue because
she ignored that part, soon she would learn. At that moment Denit and Lola
appeared hand in hand with a little pot full of fresh water. Klara jumped
from the trunk and ran to her sister; Lola could not believe what she was
watching.

	"What's about your injured foot?" Klara grinned to her sister, with
her eyes she was telling her: "I'll tell you later."

	"My foot, what's the matter with my foot? I am alright." Lola did
not insist and Denit guessed what had happened. Klara and Doro drank the
water eagerly. "Thanks for bringing it.  What shall we do now?" Lola asked.

	"Our little cave is not very far from here, what about if you come
to see it?" Doro asked.  "There is space enough for four just in case the
night is too cold and you want to sleep in there."  The girls grinned
because they guessed the boys' intentions, though deeply in their hearts
they wanted to sleep near someone and not alone. They did not argue so the
four started walking up until they reached the river bank and then
continued thru large boulders passage. The boys stopped in front of a large
bush that Denit moved, showing the entrance to a not very large cave, of
approximately fifteen yards deep and eight wide. The boys and girls could
stand without any problem, though an adult should mind the head. It was
neatly arranged and clean; in the bottom, there was a pile of dry wood to
make fire, if necessary.

	"It is fantastic, boys! Lola let's go to our shed to bring our
things here, we'll be safer in the cave than in the shed." The boys kindly
helped them to bring their belongings and settled down in the cave.

	"What shall we do now?" Then Klara said.

	"Until the sunset, what about if we play to hide and seek?" The
boys wanted different, but they thought there would be time for everything
now that the girls would sleep in the cave.  They played as children do
with discussions and some times arguing with other children that joined
them. Close the sunset the four separated from the rest and jumped into the
river, taking rid of the sweat and dirtiness. They returned to the cave
arranging the large bed. They ate dinner, and then hand in hand, Denit led
them uphill to a clear from where they could watch the sunset; each couple
sitting on a different old dry trunk separated by a few yards and a thick
bush. The moment was beautiful, the girls leaned their heads on the boys'
shoulders and Klara said:

	"Doro, this is a marvellous view and I am very happy to be here
with you. Above all, I must thank you for extracting the wood chip from my
foot." Doro was to argue, but the girl placed her hand on his mouth, the
boy took it and kissed her palm as she smiled pleased, then she added.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that Diviciaco's son cured me. I am too
happy to spread and share my secret with anyone else, though my sister has
guessed it." Instead of answering, Doro dragged the girl's body to him,
placed his palms around the lovely girl rounded face and kissed her a
tender and long kiss. Denit was doing more or less the same. The sunset
ended with the boys and girls tangled in a soft embrace.

	"Let's go back to the cave. I suppose most of the boys and girls
are already nested."  Hands entwined the couples returned to the cave; it
was warm inside, they lay on the large bed with the girls in the middle but
turned facing the boys. Klara was very close to Doro, their noses almost
touching. She whispered, signalling to the boy's hard dick.

	"Doro, why your little brother is always hard; he has not rested
since we met." Doro grinned as he rubbed the girl's back.

	"Because he likes you and wants you to like him. See how he jerks
as expecting you caresses." The girl smiled as she descended her hand and
grabbed the erected warm penis.  Doro moaned in pleasure, he then pushed
the girl to him as he whispered: "Please don't stop now." The inexperienced
young girl continued slowly rubbing up and down the boy's penis as Doro
took her face between his palms and started kissing her passionately. She
felt how the boy's tongue was pushing her teeth and finally, she allowed it
into her mouth. That was too much for her that instinctively left the boy's
dick and pushed her crotch to the boy's. Madly they continued rubbing their
bodies until that beautiful feeling hit their young bodies as the two
sisters yelled in pleasure.

CHAPTER 13
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This was only the aperitif of that beautiful night that would be engraved
in their hearts for the rest of their lives. When they recovered, no
question was made; Klara cuddled into Doro's arms and Lola did the same
with Denit. What they did and happened that night they never mentioned to
anyone, though it can be guessed. They ended being united forever. As Lola
had expressed her wish to watch the sunrise, at dawn they got up. They were
not tired since had gone to bed very early, in spite of some hours enjoying
their love. Now they were different, they walked to the forest clear with
the boy's arm around their shoulders and the girls' left arms around the
boys' waists. Still, they could see the morning star shining in all its
glory. The four sat down on the same trunks, now looking to the east. A few
small scattered clouds were over the mountains and they were red as they
caught the sun rays before they could see it. Lola commented:

	"They are as reddish as you beautiful hair Denit." As she was
telling this, she caressed her boy's hair. He took her hand and kissed it.

	"I am only a shepherd Lola, but no one will love you as I do." They
joined their lips for some seconds and turned to watch the beautiful
sunrise. Klara that had her boy rubbing her upper right arm.

	"The sunset and the sunrise are the most beautiful manifestation of
our goddess, the Great Mother. The sun comes and goes indefinitely in the
time, but when we left, we will never return." Doro squirmed as his eyes
blurred and a couple of tears dribbled along his smooth cheeks, while the
sun was completing its rise. Klara noticed it, turned a little and kissed
her boy with all the tenderness she could muster.

	"Have I said anything inconvenient, Doro?" The boy dragged the girl
to his chest and removed her brown silky hair.

	"No. I am sure you will never say anything to hurt me, but you have
repeated my father's words of some months ago before he was murdered." The
girl understood.

	"We better go back to the cave and get ready to return to town. I
don't want the girls being scolded because we retained them. Cato is a
strict father." Denit said. Lola pressed her boy's hands as they started
walking up to the cave. The equinoctial feast had ended. At the border of
the forest, they picked their clothes up and dressed returning to the
town. The first to leave the group was Denit, promising to meet them
later. He had no parents, they had died years back when the boy was nearly
a baby, he lived with his auntie's family that considered him as the
youngest of her sons; his cousins loved him because when he came home was
very little and the family considered him as the last offspring. As he
entered the house making some noise his aunt came and hugged him very
tight, but crying.

	"Denit, have you been with your friend's tutor?"

	"No aunty. I have just come back from the forest with Doro,
Diviciaco's son."

	"Now I understand." She hugged the boy again.

	"Understand what, aunty?" The woman then wiped out her tears with
her apron and dragged the boy to sit near her.

	"Denit, I thought you had taken a decision without first talking to
us. You know how your uncle and cousins love you." The boy was puzzled but
he did not want to force his aunt to tell him all about. Finally, she then
explained. The White Druid came early this morning, in summary, he asked
for our authorization to take you with them to the great city, and your
uncle said it was a great honour for our family, but he had to talk to you
first. He has been waiting for you, but had some urgent things to do and
gave me the commission. What do you think?" Denit could not believe what he
was hearing; he then embraced his aunt tightly.

	"Aunty, you know that I have no secret with you, so I never could
lie to you. For the first time I am in love with a girl; we have spent the
night together. Doro has said nothing to me, so your words are the first
news that I have. I wouldn't be honest if I tell you I don't like it. I am
very happy about this, though it will be very hard to leave you and my girl
here and going to the Great city... but I have dreamt many times to be a
great warrior or a brave Roman soldier. Did you see them yesterday? They
were magnificent!!! I... I cried of emotion watching them in the parade."
The woman ruffled the reddish curly hair of her cousin as she sighed.

	"Your mother would be very happy and proud today. Your uncle and
cousins said you should not miss this opportunity because you deserve it."
The boy hugged his aunt tenderly again.

	"Now aunty, please help me to wash my body because I can't reach on
my back. As soon as I finish I'll go to see my friends and thank them for
trusting me." The woman brought a bouquet of warm water and started helping
the boy, rubbing his reddish hair and body with a paste and rosemary. Some
minutes later he was running to where his friends were; as he saw them
together with his tutor, Marco opened his arms and Denit joined his two
friends in the embrace.

	"You smell great, Denit," Dart said.

	"I just have cleaned because Doro and I had some dirtiness." All
laughed with the double meaning of the word.

	"Yes, Doro had cleaned himself, though we should go to the hot bath
and wash properly." Marco then splitting the group said:

	"We have not much time left; we'll do in the great city. Now,
Denit, I assume you are coming with us, am I right?"

	"Yes, you are. Thanks for trusting me; I won't disappoint you."

	"We are sure of that, Denit. We are leaving tomorrow at dawn, so
you must return home to prepare anything that you want to take with you,
except for clothes. Since you are of the same size as Doro or Dart you can
use their garments until we arrive; then we'll do some shopping." He was to
argue but Doro placed his arm around his best friend's shoulder and stopped
him.

	"Dad, after lunch, I'll accompany him to say goodbye to his family,
I think it is better he sleeps here with us.

	"You are right, Doro," Marco said. "Tomorrow morning we will be
very busy with farewells." After lunch the two boys rushed out and ran to
Denit's home, they stopped in the middle of a narrow alley.

	"What about the girls? I think we should give them our
leave-taking, they are... our wives." Denit sighed; his young heart was
beating hard thinking in his girl.

	"Do you think it is advisable? It will be very hard to say goodbye
and I wonder what Cato will say."

	"Denit, above all, we must be honest and sincere with them right
from the beginning; they love us and we are more than simple friends, you
know that, don't you?"

	"My heart is bleeding only thinking that we cannot say goodbye." He
paused. "We'll be quick at my house, and then we'll go. I don't mind what
Cato will say. Let's go!" Fortunately, at Denit's home, nobody had returned
from their duties, except his aunt. With some tears, they said goodbye and
returned. However, they made a detour and knocked on the girls' door. Cato
had been advised by his daughters and he opened the door. The boys did not
know what to say; the tall man was surrounded by his three commanders that
were just leaving; instead of scolding the boys and girls, he near kneeled
and hugged the boys. Instinctively the boys placed their arms around the
man's waist as he shouted:

	"Mother, Lola and Klara have a visit." The girls' grandmother
approached as Cato ruffled the boys' hair. "Be good boys, will you? At
unison they answered:

	"Yes, sir." The men left, closing the large wooden door
behind. Lola and Klara had heard the command, as soon as their father
closed the door they launched into their boys' arms sealing their mouths in
a desperate kiss.

	"Grandma and my father know everything. But what are you doing
together here? We have just finished having a bath after doing our chores."
The boys explained about their departure and Denit also joining them. They
were astonished about the news as they could not keep their tears
back. They rubbed their eyes as Lola said:

	"I had the hope that at least you would be here to protect us."
Denit was to say something but she pressed his hand as she added: "But I am
very proud of you because you don't take the easy way. I'm sure you will
become an important man. I'll wait for you until you come back; it does not
matter whether you are important or not." The girls dragged the boys to
their room, closed the door and dropped the only cloth they were wearing,
as the boys started getting naked.

	"Wouldn't your grandmother...? Doro asked Klara. The girl tenderly
dragged the boy to her.

	"No. She knows we love each other and it is normal to make this
when we won't see each other until Goddess knows." Without any more
preliminaries, the near-eleven-years-old girls dragged their boys to the
beds and made out beautiful and tender love with many kisses, promises and
plans for their future. Then, the hard moment to say goodbye came, but the
girls knew what to say and what to do. After kissing and hugging, Klara
said to Doro.

	"Doro, take any chance that you find; fuck any girl or boy that you
like... whenever you return to me. I'll wait for you."

	"I cannot add anything to what my sister has said. Denit, I know
you will return happily, we will marry and have many strong red-haired boys
and girls. That's what matters." They kissed a tender farewell kiss to
their boys and separate from them, running to their room. The boys closed
the door behind and a little sad left the house to meet their tutor and
brother. That night they almost couldn't sleep excited as they were, though
Marco insisted they should rest, he knew how his boys were, and now he had
a new and beautiful one. He knew that with the time, Denit would be a great
boy and later a handsome and important man in The Gauls. At dawn, the four
abandoned their house, hugging the servants that had served to their
father, promising they would return; meanwhile, the house was for them to
use while Cato did not dispose of otherwise. The small and disciplined army
started its return to the great town, Doro and Denit shared a big horse
while Marco and Dart rode their own ones.

Dart was watching with envy his brother and Denit's comradeship, how they
enjoyed being together, he would have liked to be part of them, but he knew
the resemblance between both was so equal that was very difficult to take
them apart, but that was all. In their minds, they were absolutely
different, though they loved deeply to each other. He watched Denit's
beautiful strong legs and his white chest, his freckled nose and cheeks,
and especially his intense blue eyes that made his dick to get hard. Why
was he like that and did not feel attracted to girls like his brother,
though he had fucked Stella?" Marco loved him even more than to Doro
because he needed his affection, but he was very reluctant to have sex with
him, yet he knew he liked it when they did it. He was very good to him and
did not stop teaching him about everything.  Fortunately, as Marco had said
many times, the Eduos and Romans did not make any difference about him
liking males instead of females, therefore, he would be happy, though he
would have liked to be as Doro and Denit were.

Denit was straddling the big horse and his arms were around his friend's
waist, forming one pack on top of the big animal. They were all the time
laughing and telling jokes about everything, so the time elapsed very
quickly for them. Suddenly Denit asked Doro.

	"Doro, are you wearing britches?" Doro grinned because he knew what
would come after his answer.

	"No. I never wear britches when I'm riding a horse; it is
uncomfortable, only my tunic.  Why?" He heard the quieted laugh from his
rascal best friend as he noted his right hand creeping from his belly to
his dick that immediately started to get hard. He felt Denit's hard wet
cock pushing between his butt cheeks crack that moved back and forward as
the horse walked.  Denit wrapped Doro's hard dick and began to rub it
up/down slowly as Doro gasped. They were reaching the point of stop for
lunch, it has been hot during the morning and everybody, including the
animals, was thirsty just waiting for the stop near a medium size river.

Dart was carefully watching what the boys were doing; instinctively their
minds contacted and Dart felt the lust that his brother was experiencing,
his dick was as iron as the horse walked and moved the boy's heaps
back/forward. He looked at Marco that seemed to be in another world with a
grimace on his handsome face. He knew the three would have an orgasm as he
heard the trumpet announcing the stop within a few minutes. Doro and Denit
were breathing erratically, they felt the nice feeling reaching their
dicks, and then stopped breathing as their legs involuntarily stretched out
hitting the horse flanks. The horse had detected the water, so when he felt
his flanks hit, the animal understood his master ordered him to run, so the
horse started a mad gallop to the river. Doro had no time to stop the horse
since the water was just there. Doro pulled back the reins and the horse
stopped at the river bank, just near the water.  The inertia did the rest,
throwing the two boys over the horse head and into the fresh river.
Fortunately, the river was deep, and had not a powerful current, as the
rainy season had not yet begun; besides the boys were good swimmers.
Amongst the laughs of many soldiers, they swam back to where the horse
was. They walked out drenched and looked around, but instead of getting
pissed they started laughing, too. They took their tunics out getting
naked, squeezed them and jumped into the water again. Many young soldiers
imitated them, shouting and celebrating the boy's good temper, and many
admiring the beautiful bodies of the two cherubs.

Neither Marco nor the officers scolded them; they had received a useful
lesson of riding horses that will never forget. In five minutes Dart also
joined them enjoying the freshness of the water and cleaning the dust from
their young bodies; unfortunately, they could not remain for a long time in
the river, since they just have time to eat their lunch and start getting
ready to resume their journey. As they were behind a bush peeing, Dart
grinned and said:

	"Thanks, Denit, for the great idea of winking my brother's dick; I
enjoyed it as much as he did. I had never experienced an orgasm while
riding a horse." The three laughed loudly as Dart dared and felt Denit's
cock in his hand." The trumpet sounded and all, as automats, started again
their trip, they would not stop until the nightfall. That night after
planting the tent and have dinner, they went to bed. Dart wanted to have
some fun with Denit, but all were very tired and soon they were rock
asleep. The same happened for the rest of the days until the little army
arrived at the large town. For Denit the view of the big city was something
that he did not expect; he could not imagine that there were so many
persons living together. It was mid- afternoon when they crossed the bridge
under the wall of the fortress on the opposite side of the town. Many
people came to greet them, amongst them Julio Caesar's servant.

	"Marco, my master greets you, and wants your presence tonight
before dinner."

	"Do you mean he wants me for dinner in his premises?"

	"Yes, sir. He is meeting all his Generals the day after tomorrow;
in fact, I have already sent messengers to each of them."

	"It is alright. Please tell him that as soon as I get rid of my
dirtiness I'll be there."

	"Thanks. I'll transmit him your answer." He did not add anything
and left.

	"Well boys, get ready to have a good hot bath in the thermal
house. When we return, I'll pay a visit to Cornelius in my way to Caesar's
home." The boys cheered up because that meant fun, and the twins liked the
hot place. They noticed the warm sensations as soon as they entered; many
officers were there naked or near naked with their towels around their
waist. Dart could not take his eyes from the young and well-formed bodies
as he felt his dick getting hard under his tunic. Doro observed closely his
brother; he feared some of them could detect the child's stares and say
something embarrassing to him. Amongst laughs and all of them with erected
penises, they spent a few hours having a great time. Denit was taken aback
when they went to get dressed, there were four lots of clothes; three of
the same size; the dirty ones had disappeared. Doro observe amused Denit's
grimace.

	"They are yours, Denit; you are one of us and under Marco's
tutorial." He couldn't stand and stammering said:

	"But you are princes, the son of a great druid... but I am just a
shepherd boy and..." Dart was waiting for this; he eagerly wanted to hug
and touch the whitest body he had ever seen. He could see Denit had not any
freckle on the covered parts of his body, only some on his arms, legs and
face, so he hugged his friend tenderly saying.

	"You are our best friend, besides a great boy, so don't be
surprised." He returned the hug to both brothers and happily got dressed as
Marco came to hurry them up. Clean, they ran from the bathhouse to their
large room. Someone had brought two large baskets full of fruits, fried
fish, roasted meat and brown bread. When Marco entered watched the scene
and thanked the Great Mother for having those children under his care. He
stayed for some minutes while the boys had their dinner.

	"Now, Doro, Dart and Denit, be good boys and enjoy the evening;
I'll come back later, so you go to bed without waiting for me." Denit
noticed that Marco had not made any distinction amongst them, so he felt
the happiest boy in the world. He could not stand and hug Marco around the
waist. He did not say anything because he had a bump in his throat, but
Marco was aware of it. The man then ruffled the reddish clean hair and
kissed it. The twins sighed with love. As soon as Marco left, the boys
started making ticklish, and during a pause, Dart whispered something to
his brother as they were lying on their back on the large bed. Doro
grinned.

	"What's going on between you two, rascals?" Denit asked. Doro then
said bluntly.

	"Dart wants you to fuck him in his butt?" This did not surprise him
and smiled.

	"Are you sure, Dart? You are a beautiful boy and anyone would be
very honoured to have you in his arms and kiss your beautiful face..." Dart
did not wait for Denit to end his sentence, he sealed his mouth with his
lips as his tongue explored his friend's mouth. The three were hot and as
Dart broke the kiss, caressed the smooth freckled face and dragged his
friend to him, so their chests were together.

	"I know that Denit, but I don't want to give my cherry to anyone,
but to you!!!" Doro remembered the words of their girls in the cave and
feared Denit could also recall them, but he, at that moment, was infatuated
with Dart and forgot everything, except to please his friend.

	"I have fucked some boys but I never was fucked myself, so I have
some experience and I know it hurts, especially the first times, however,
if you want to go ahead I will be very pleased doing it to you."

	"Thanks for telling me, Denit, but I want you to do it to me."

	"Alright, Dart; now let me know how you want it to be done. I would
suggest you impale yourself on my dick; I'll lie down and you will sit on
my cock with your back to me, thus you will get the maximum penetration.
The other way would be: you lay down facing me, raise your legs to your
chest and I'll enter you. Still, there are other alternatives, but I prefer
one of these." He paused and Dart then said.

	"I like the second one because I know you will take care of me, and
besides, I would be able to watch your pretty face when you reach your
feeling." Doro and Denit grinned. Doro loved deeply his brother and knew
his friend would be tender so he enjoyed the moment. Then Denit added:

	"We will need some olive oil o fat to do it, so you enjoy it
without being hurt."

	"Are you going to prepare a salad?" Doro said smiling. He went to
the kitchen and brought a pot with olive oil that they used to feed the
lamps. "I think this will work." Doro motioned his brother to lie down on
his back, raised his legs to his chest as Denit poured a little amount of
the yellow oil on Dart's quivering hole; then with his middle finger, he
spread it into his friend's guts. As he touched his little prostate Dart
gasped with pleasure.

	"That feels wonderful, Denit, if you continue like this I think I
will have my orgasm immediately." Denit grinned as Doro touched his own
hole; he ignored that particular aspect of fucking a boy. After some
minutes, Denit greased his own hard tool that was already spitting precum.

	"Are you ready, Dart?" In any case, I don't want to hurt you;
therefore, if you feel uncomfortable I can stop and start again, or make
this some other time." Dart with determination said.

	"I am ready, and we won't leave it for another time. I want your
cock into me right now."  Doro and Denit admired the boy eagerness. Denit
then bent and caressed Dart nipples with his greased fingers, while their
mouths joined in a passionate kiss. He broke the kiss, raised Dart's legs
as he placed his dickhead right on Dart's hole; he pushed a little and the
head near entered and then placed his hands on Dart's waist and did it
harder. The head entered smoothly, and, as Dart said nothing, he retreated
a little and pushed again; this time half of his dick went inside of Dart's
bowels. The boy moaned in pain as two tears rolled on his white cheeks.
Denit was aware of the brave boy, and without retrieving his hard cock he
bent and kissed tenderly his friend.

	"I'll stay there until you get used to it; we do not hurry." Dart
then opened his lovely light blue eyes, extended his arms and dragged his
friend's face to him.

	"I like you Denit; you are very good to me. I think I have rested
enough, go ahead."  Denit knew his friend was suffering but he wanted to
end it as soon as possible. He retrieved his dick leaving inside only the
head, then he pushed hard and it went entirely into his guts. Dart then
moaned and said:

	"Go ahead Denit and enter entirely your dick into me." He grinned,
bent his head and his lips sealed his friend's.

	"My dick is completely embedded in your warm and lovely hole, but I
am near to explode." Dart smiled as he caressed his friend's face
happily. Doro that was watching the scene could not understand his brother
happiness. He had his hard cock on his hands and was masturbating. Dart
then said.

	"In this case, fuck me hard and touch that magic point inside of
me; I am very hot right now." Denit did not lose a second and immediately
pulled back and pushed forward in crescendo. Both boys felt the great
feeling approaching; Dart's pain had disappeared, or at least, he felt only
pleasure; especially when Denit's dick rubbed the magical point inside him.
Suddenly he could not keep his legs on his chest and placed them on Denit's
shoulders as he yelled in pleasure and his dick started shooting his small
load, at the same time that he felt his friend warm seeds into him.

Doro sadly watched his brother and Denit making love; he felt envy and
jealousy of his brother since he had never reached that kind of intimacy
with Denit. Thru his mind, he saw that at this moment they were more than
two boys having sex, he saw a great stream of love flowing from one to
other as they hugged in the most exquisite tenderness. Yes, they loved each
other and had not discovered it till now. That explained why his brother
did not mind to feel pain as he was penetrated; their love was paramount
and more important than anything in the world, he wanted to please his
lover.

Both were sweating as Denit fell on his lover's chest and felt Dart's arms
around his back, still, his dick was buried into his friend and lover
hole. Denit then slid to his right side and the boys hugged as one; seconds
later, they were hard asleep. Doro kissed goodnights to them as he dragged
the covers over the exhausted bodies. That's was a night for their own
history.

CHAPTER 14
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Marco was in front of Julio Caesar as the man approached and hugged
fatherly his young friend.

	"I suppose you have many things to say, but don't mind, I have been
informed thru the pigeon carriers system about everything that has
happened, except about the two boys." Marco grinned; he thought in Denit
and what Dart had told him about his love for the new boy.

	"They won't be two boys anymore, but three. The other one, a
shepherd, is an extraordinary and intelligent boy. Right from now, I bet to
anyone he will become one of your best men in the future. He loves the army
and I have spoken to Cornelius Flavio, he has admitted the three boys into
the army school, due to start next week."

	"You did very well, though this school has been created for
high-ranked family members, now being this boy under your custody he has
become equal to all of them. I would like to know him, in due time." He
paused and leaned against the large sofa so Marco could massage the man's
back. "I suppose you want to know about my son." Marco kept silence waiting
to Julio to continue. "You were right, Marco Tulio; my people caught the
woman who was carrying out the poisoning, she died two weeks later and was
working alone. Since then, Octavio August has improved significantly and
now is a normal and clever boy, doing very good with his teachers. We did
not disclose how we came to know the boy's sickness, though your mother
told Kayo Lébulo she knew who had done it. They did not go further, but
I suppose she knows a lot about you." Marco grinned and sighed recalling
his mother.

	"Yes, sir; you are right. Since I was a little boy she surprised me
many times, that day you had the attack when I returned home, she did not
ask me anything, but we hugged as she thanked me for doing what I felt." He
then changed the subject as he continued. "Do you have any news about my
friend Orus?"

	"No. He must be arriving at his destination by now. It is a long
way from here, though they are a small and well-trained group." Exactly,
Julio Caesar was right; Orus and his men were greeting Kurt and Jan. These
were now middle-aged strong men; as Orus identified himself and introduced
his team, Kurt hugged him. Kurt called out his elder son, a 14 year-old-
boy.

	"Cletus, please show these men their sheds while I introduce your
cousin to your mom and aunty." Daisy's sisters heard the noise of horses,
it was not strange for the family to hear horses; that was what they had
seen since they started living with Kurt and Jan. Suddenly the door opened
and they watched a handsome young brown-skinned man of about 22 years-old.
For Julia and Ann, the man was a stranger at first sight. However, Ann felt
something in her chest.

	"Kurt, what's all about...?" The now tall and strong muscular man
took in his arms the blond woman. Kurt then said:

	"My beautiful wife, watch him carefully and compare him with your
own son, Cletus."  The two sisters raised their right hand to the mouths
astonished. They had been making love to their husbands since they were
children, and the fruits of those loves were around them, but that boy had
a strange resemblance to their children, except for his skin's colour. The
intelligent woman immediately reached a conclusion as she murmured:

	"Daisy, our dear sister Daisy!!!"

	"Yes Aunt Ann, my mother is Daisy." The two women hugged and kissed
the young man as tears flooded their still fresh cheeks. You are..."

	"I'm Orus; Daisy's only son, Aunty. I have a little sister,
well... not so little. She had recently married and has a little baby
boy. I haven't seen them since we left Rome and came to The Gauls. It is a
long and funny story." Jan interrupted him.

	"Good, but that for tonight, after dinner." Jan then called a girl
of about Cletus' age.  "Linda, show your cousin his room." The girl visible
annoyed said:

	"Please!" Jan understood her daughter as she took the small pack
from the floor as Jan repeated.

	"Please, Linda, show your cousin his room."

	"That's better, dad." She giggled, as Orus was amazed about the
freedom enjoyed by the girl. She guessed her cousin's thoughts and added:
"You and your men may be surprised, but women are equal to men in daily
life, except..." Orus dared to say:

	"Except when they are in bed." The girl blushed in front of the
handsome man.

	How do you know...?

	"Don't forget that I am half Eduo; my mother and Marco's told us
everything about life here."

	"Marco... The man of the prophecy!... Do you know him? It is said
he has great powers and is the best physician of The Gauls. My father is a
great surgeon and druid, but he also says Marco is the greatest, or at
least, he will be in the short future. My cousin Angela is always talking
about him; she reads anything she finds about that man."

	"You can bet for it. By the way, how old is she?" The girl grinned.

	"Are you going to marry her? Strange, but she is still a virgin; I
think she won't be for long, though to be a virgin here doesn't have any
merit, but otherwise."

	"Well... I don't think so; I would prefer to marry somebody else;
you are, let's say, more like I am." The girl laughed loudly. Orus thought
he had said a joke but also he did not reject the idea.

	"I leave you, my future husband... but I warn you, you will never
be my master, but a hot mate." She said laughing again as the girl left
Orus thinking.

Later on in the evening, Orus knew Kurt's near twelve-years-old daughter
Angela. She was absolutely different from Linda, quiet and always seeming
to be engaged in deep thoughts. She was blonde, had large blue eyes and two
long thick plaits hanging down on her back; her breasts were tiny, just
showing, probably she still was a child, Orus thought. Kurt was infatuated
by his elder daughter, though he did not say anything. The children, twelve
in total, were well educated and never intervened in the men's conversation
unless they were asked. Parents and children all shared a very large family
table and all helped to serve the food and attending the new member of the
family. Kurt then said.

	"Orus, tomorrow we'll ride to the place where we have the
horses. Julio had an excellent idea providing us with the fifteen mares of
that strong breed, they are heavy and strong to bear the heavy armoured and
ours are faster but lighter. The bowmen and women prefer the fast ones, but
the warriors like the big ones. We hid them though I think Vercingetorix's
spies know their existence, ignoring the quantity." Then Jan intervened.

	"Orus, we need to get to an end with this bloody war, it doesn't
make sense and makes unhappy our people. Landaus was seriously worried
about the future of our people, though the Great Mother said he should have
faith."

	"Obviously I don't know much about Caesar's plans, but I know he
had offered to the rest of the tribes the life that Eduos are enjoying
peace and cooperation, but they want Rome out of The Gauls. Surely they
want to start again their private wars, killing women and children in their
own benefit. Rome will never abandon The Gauls, and if we are forced to do
it, we will return again. You can bet for this, Jan. I know many Generals
and Julio Caesar and most of them are determined to remain here and build a
great nation."

	"What about Diviciaco's sons, Orus?" Recalling his encounters with
the funny boys, the young man smiled.

	"They are great, and much more from the moment that the young
shepherd, Denit, joined them. As far as I know, the three are in a special
school created by Caesar to coach boys for the future Gaul's army. Most of
the boys are coming from high ranked families, like yours."  He was
interrupted by Linda that had raised her hand.

	"And what's about the girls? Aren't we from The Gauls?" Orus did
not answer as Kurt did to his impetuous nephew."

	"Linda, we are now in a family's discussion and you are not
silly. It is true that you fight very well and shoot wonderful from a
horse, but unfortunately, the Great Mother has not gifted women with the
necessary strength. What would you do when you empty your arrows quiver? A
trained man would take a heavy sword and start killing any soul in front of
his big armoured horse. A woman could be easily dismounted and killed
before she could count three unless the enemy around her is also composed
of women." She bit her lower lip in desperation because she understood her
uncle was right, once more. However, Cletus took the chance to upset his
cousin.

	"Well, you could kill the enemies by sending hundreds of kisses, as
you do with our boys." She deeply blushed as the rest of the boys and girls
giggled, except Angela and the adults. She soon recovered, and staring at
her cousin answered:

	"Why not? You are missing my kisses for a long time ago and would
give your life for one. Am I right?" In this instance, the rest of the
children laughed again. Jan raised his hand imposing silence.

	"It is enough by now! It is clear that you both have different
points of view about anything since you were very little, except when
strangers are present, therefore, please, keep your energies for something
more useful." He then changed the subject and asked them: "I want you to
accompany your cousin Orus and his men to the horses' place. Your father
and I will join you later; however, we expect you will behave properly
since this is a serious matter.

Orus was very pleased with the girl's reaction, there was not any doubt she
was a great and brave woman. What a difference from the Roman girls and
Marco's sisters!!! The image of Marco as a boy, jumping over the soldiers
when they went to heal Caesar's attack, came into his mind, as he heard
Angela asking him.

	"Cousin Orus, how is your friend Marco?" Orus knew the child
preferences and he was more than pleased to speak about him. He glanced at
her this question was not normal in a Roman reunion, but they were Eduos
and free to speak about anything, whenever no one was offended.

	"He is the greatest man I have ever known. Mother Nature has gifted
him, the same as to Diviciaco's twins. He is a wonderful druid and a better
physician, besides a handsome man; there are many women trying to get
him. He would have been a good army officer, but he hates to fight and
human beings hurting themselves. In this particular, I think Marco is like
his father, he doesn't believe in differences amongst tribes and think
everybody has the same rights, therefore slavery is not a normal
situation." He thought about the few years he was a slave, as he added. "I
do agree with him on this subject." With sadness, he explained how he and
his family became slaves until Marcelo bought them.

	"Well, I think it's time for bed," Kurt said. "There is much to do
tomorrow." The following morning Linda, Cletus, Orus and his team, lead
their horses to the mountains, right near the place where Kurt saved
Marcelo's life. It was a large extension of land with many horses of all
kind and age. Orus had never been in a breeder place and admired the
installations and how horses were kept and looked after. However, after
greeting the commander and exchanging some information, they continued
their trip for some time. Behind a high hill, they discovered a large and
broad valley with many horses pasturing on the fields. Cletus proudly said:

	"Here you are our best secret and weapon; we call them
war-horses. Can you imagine armoured raiders and horses holding large
swords attacking armed lines with these animals?  They are much heavier
than a normal horse and near as fast."

	"Yes, they are wonderful animals. We have a hard task here training
men and animals to behave in battle loaded with iron." Later Kurt and Jan
joined them and all agreed on the importance of the cavalry in a war.

	"What do you think, Orus?" The soldier sighed.

	"Fantastic, Uncle; I never thought you could breed so many
horses. Julio Caesar would be very happy watching this. By the way, since
there are many good caves, we will establish our quarters here far from any
inhabited place." Linda felt disappointed but said nothing.

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Marco was massaging Julio Caesar's backbone; the great boss had had his
meeting with the Generals, as they were secretly discussing the next
military campaign, if possible, for the next spring.

	"Marco, how are the boys getting on in the school?"

	"They are doing very good, sir, especially Denit. According to
Flavio Cornelius, he is on the top of his age group, even none of 13 and 14
years-old group boys can defeat him. He has special intuition in developing
tactics. In such a short period, he has learnt to read and write Latin as
any of us. He will be a good soldier. The twins are also quick learners,
especially in all concerning to heal and cure wounds."

	"Those are good news; however, Denit has not a Roman surname and we
must provide him with one, though he can keep his old one within his
family: What do you think naming him as Denit Fulgino?"

 	"It is just a name sir; I'm sure he will be very proud of it since
you have suggested it. On the other hand, he has not any brother or
parents, only an aunt and a few cousins. I'll tell him.

	"If he accepts, we'll have a little private ceremony here as Flavio
makes the inscription, so he is declared a Roman citizen."

	"Thank you, sir. If you do not order anything else, I'll return
home, the children come very tired and need me there to look after them,
besides I have a few patients waiting for me. I'll visit them on my way
back."

	"You can go. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

While this conversation was held, the children were preparing to go to the
bath-house, someone knocked on the door. Dart went to open it, he was
astounded to find an old man accompanied by a boy of their age, apparently,
they were very tired. Denit and Doro heard them talking and approached just
in case Dart needed some help. The visitors were very dirty and their
clothes were torn, as if they were beggars or had made a long trip. The man
said:

	"The Great Mother blesses you all, boys!" Dart instinctively tried
to enter in the old man's mind, but he couldn't, he had shut it hard; from
this, the intelligent boy deducted the man was not a beggar, but a druid,
probably a wise one. Dart, with respect, answered the man.

	"Thank you, good man, but I believe you and your boy are very
tired. Please enter and rest, then if you want, let's know which the object
of your visit is." Man and boy entered and sat on the thick carpet in front
of the large sofa where the boys used to have fun. Both were stinking and
the man said:

	"We have made a very long journey, more than a moon time. Our mule
was an old one and died just a few days ago. We have come to see the Great
White Druid, your father..." Doro interrupted the man.

	"Our father was murdered by a criminal Eduo some time ago..."

	"I know it. Your father was a very good friend of mine when we were
young; this is why I have mentioned the White Druid. I need to see him,
Diviciaco could not have solved my problem, but Marco may do it." Denit
then with education asked:

	"May we know the reason for such a long trip, sir?"

	"I am sorry boy, but you may not." Then Doro added.

	"We were preparing to go to the bath-house while our father is
visiting some patients; we have spent the whole day in school and are
stinking of sweat and dust." The man grinned for the polite and subjective
words coming from a boy so young; he stared at his boy as telling him "you
should learn from these boys,"

	"We are stinking, too; but we have not any other clothes available,
besides we don't want to abuse your hospitality." Dart had been watching
carefully the boy that had not opened his mouth yet. He was as tall as they
were but stronger. He had blue eyes, but bluer than they had, but not as
Denit's; his long blond near white hair reached to his shoulder, though it
was dirty; Dart observed how the boy's sight was fixed on Denit and some
times blushed as he bent his head, though his dirtiness faked it.

	"That's not a problem. You can wear our father's ones and your boy
can get ours. We have plenty of them on hand." Saying this, Denit went to a
large chest and extracted clothes for the boy, while Dart entered into the
bedroom and brought some for the old man. The group left the house and
entered into the large thermal-house where many people, officers and trade
men were cleaning themselves. A young slave came to greet them smiling; he
knew the boys but not their guests.

	"Shall I get a private bath for you and your grandson, sir?" Up to
now, they had not asked about the visitors' relationship.

	"Yes, please. Kist, would you like going with the boys, I can
manage myself." The boy again blushed as he answered the man.

	"No. I prefer to remain here and help you, as usual. We are very
dirty and need a good wash, so you can rub my back." The three boys grinned
hearing for the first time the boy's voice; still, it was pitchy like
theirs, so they thought he was not more than thirteen years old. The group
split and the three boys soon were naked and into a large hot tub, almost
immediately, their dicks were hard. That was the daily routine they have
enjoying some sexual fun, but this time they had something else.

	"Hey, Denit! Did you see how the boy watched you?" Doro asked
looking at his brother; he enjoyed waking up jealousies in him, but at that
moment Denit stared at Dart and the boy understood. He launched into his
lover's arms as their mouths joined in a tender wet kiss. When they broke
it, Denit said.

	"Yes. I had to be blind to ignore the boy's stares; but, by this
moment, you know where my heart is." Dart melted and hugged again his
lover:

	"That deserves something special." He kneeled in front of the
red-haired boy, the hot water near reached his shoulders as he took Denit's
hard dick into his mouth. Doro, watching his brother, took his own cock and
started his daily releasing.

In the other room, the old man and the boy got naked and they submerged
their bodies into the warm water. The man admired the beauty of that Anglo
boy. He has a normal face, but his body was perfection as he almost every
day repeated to him.

	"If I had enough talent, I would make the best sculpture of you,
Kist. I will never be tired of watching that beauty." He paused for a
moment and then added. "You were all the time looking at the other educated
boy; do you like him?"

	"I can't cheat you; I like all pretty boys and these three are
exceptional. I have never watched a reddish hair like his and intense blue
eyes." He paused for a moment. "I envy them very much; they are not slaves
and going to a school. I guess they are rich boys and know how to write and
read... while I am almost a slave and an ignorant illiterate, always
obeying Vercingetorix and his cruel men's orders." The boy said with
resentment.

	"You are not a slave, Kist; you are a boy from Britannia, and if
you strive hard, sometime an opportunity will come to you. You are a pretty
and intelligent boy..." The boy interrupted the old man near yelling.

	"Dam I am a pretty boy! This is more a problem than a blessing;
they near fucked me just before we started the trip. Fortunately, I could
fly away. I wish I had the powers to kill all of them, including
Vercingetorix!!!" The boy started to cry as the man pulled him to his chest
and caressed his blond hair.

	"Please, don't say it. Vercingetorix saved your life from those men
in the forests of the Great Island." The boy cleaned his smooth tanned face
with the back of his right hand.

	"I should have been killed so that now I would not need to bear all
of them." He paused as he introduced himself in the large hot
tub. "Fortunately, for the time being, I am with you and feel protected, at
least while we are here. I am as I was born, nobody can blame me because I
am very fond of other boys; I did not choose my mind." Then the old druid
grinned as he entered into the bathtub. He felt ashamed for staring at the
magnificent cherub; he had been married but had not any children and Kist
recalled him many good moments spent with young girls of his age when he
lived with Diviciaco, many years ago. He sighed.

	"You better think only in the present moments, never in the past or
future time, otherwise your life will be a hell of hate and desperation.
When we come back, I'll try to place you far away from those who want your
body. Now let's start cleaning ourselves; you can hear the boys laughing in
the other room and you are a boy." Kist smiled.

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The boys finished their bath making mocks about everything, like any child
of their age would do; they dressed and left the room. The slave lad,
guarding the baths, said pointing to the other room:

	"They have already finished and are getting dressed. As the lad
left, the heavy door slowly opened, the three friends dropped their dirty
clothes on the bench, near the door. Their mouths got agape as they watched
the beautiful figure coming out from the other room. Kist really seemed a
god from the Olympus, with long near white lank hair to his shoulders, now
shining with the sun rays streaming thru a large window. For the first
time, Kist smiled at them gleefully as he said flushing:

	"Haven't you seen an Anglo clean boy before?" Doro then answered
him.

	"Yes, we have seen many clean boys, but never an angel!" The boy
blushed again thinking that if all the boys here are like these ones, he
had hundreds of reasons for not going back to where Vercingetorix was, even
if his child died. Doro then continued. "I'm Doro, this is my twin brother
Dart, and this one, the most rascal of all the boys that you ever found;
his name's Denit. You are welcomed here."

	"Thanks, boys. You already know my name. This good man is not my
grandfather, but my master and tutor, as Marco Tulio is of yours." Soon the
four boys were as if they had been together for many years. Kist then
continued. "Yankton and I have come to request Marco to come to
Vercingetorix's place to cure his only son, he is an eleven-year-old weak
boy, very sweet, at least to me. He had saved me many times from
Vercingetorix's men, though his father never did anything to stop his men
abusing me." He stopped as the old druid Yankton approached. Though he was
very old, the man walked straight without needing any help. He had a long
beard to near his waist, now clean and combed. The twins stared at him and
sighed as he looked a lot as their father used to be, yet Diviciaco was
younger than Yankton.

Just as they arrived home, Marco was approaching and was surprised to see
his boys amicably talking to those strangers. When he arrived the three
boys went to him and hugged. The twins started talking like one, but he
stopped them. Before he could say anything, Yankton extended his wrinkled
hands to him. Marco immediately understood that the man was a high-rank
druid.

	"Thanks, master White Druid for helping us abusing your
hospitality." Suddenly Marco knew who that person was and the purpose of
his visit. Marco bent his head as a signal of respect.

	"Sorry Great Yankton if my boys have been impolite to you or to
your boy, they are too young to know who you are and where you come
from. Please, let's enter in my house; we need to talk about your mission."
They entered; it was a relief for the boys not needing to explain to Marco
what they had done.

	"They are educated boys, Marco, and have done nothing to reproach
them, all on contrary, they provided us with a good bath and clean clothes;
Diviciaco did a good job with them as he did to me." Hearing this, the twin
boys could not be happier.

	"Let's have dinner and then we'll talk about anything that you
like." When they finished dinner and washed all the dishes, the boys went
to the other room to play and make jokes about everything. As Kist did not
move, Yankton motioned him to go with his new friends. As soon as they were
in the bedroom, the twins and Denit dropped their tunics on an armchair a
got naked.  The Anglo boy doubted what to do, but Doro neared him and
raised his tunic to his head.

	"You are our friend and we want you to feel comfortable, as when
you are in your home."

	"Sorry, but I never had a home, at least, I can't remember. I was
taken out from my family when I was little and have not known anybody from
Britannia, except a few persons that came to see Vercingetorix, but never
talked to me, though I did with their servants." Dart and Denit approached,
and taking him from behind they seized him up and dropped on the bed,
starting making ticklish to him, he reciprocated his new friends and soon
laughs and happy yells filled the house. Yankton sighed as he said to
Marco:

	"I think he has never enjoyed as tonight. Thanks for making happy
this sad boy."

	"The trio makes happy anyone near them; so it is not strange he's
having a grand time."  He then changed the subject while the boys were
playing inside the bedroom. "Who is the sick boy?"

	"He is Vercingetorix's only son. He loves his son dearly because
the boy is very sweet; he cannot bear the approaching end of the boy's
life. I have explored him carefully and have sought other druids'
experiences and knowledge; all have reached the same conclusion. Within
months, the little boy will pass away amongst terrible headaches that no
drugs would be able to alleviate. As you can understand this is too hard
for a loving father." All the sudden the image of little Flavio came into
his mind. He had to make a great effort to keep his tears back, in spite of
the time elapsed. The druid noticed it but said nothing. After some time
Marco declared.

	"You are absolutely right, Yankton, there is no solution for the
boy, so you and the boy have spent many days risking your lives for
nothing. I don't think I can do anything, except relieving the boy's pains
until his life gets an end. I did it to my best friend when scarcely I was
ten years old. This has nothing to do with medicine or surgery, but the
Great Mother's gift that I discovered that sad day." The old man eyes'
shone gleefully as Marco continued. "It took me one week to recover my
energies, but Flavio died painless and happy sometime later. I can't forget
his sweet grimace thanking me. My father told me that this expression
remained on his beautiful face until he was buried deep in his grave."
Marco felt the old man arm around his shoulders.

	"Thanks, my boy; this will be more than enough for
Vercingetorix. He is not expecting miracles but healing his son pains. He
has assumed that we have to pass away some time, but not as we expect for
that boy, therefore, I have not lost my time coming here."

	"I'll try to go, but besides a physician, I am a soldier, and I
can't do anything unless Julio Caesar authorises me to go."

	"Don't worry, we know he's a great man and father, he will
understand. I have brought a personal message from Vercingetorix for him,
not as enemies, but as fathers. In order to facilitate the problem, I'll
stay here healing wounds and curing sicknesses while you are in your
mission. Kist is a good intelligent boy and guide; he will accompany you to
the north. If you do to Vercingetorix's son what you did to your young
friend, the father will be in debt to you for the rest of his life. Most
likely, he will give Kist to you, if you ask it for, then he would come
back with you and remain here. He hates all of them, except the little sick
boy."

	"Tomorrow morning I'll ask Caesar, he is a very busy man and has
many things to do."  They continued talking about all aspects of the
current war and especially about The Gaul's people. Then they exchanged
experiences on medicine and surgery. Learning about the man's wisdom
demonstrated it was not strange that he was so appreciated in the enemies'
countries.  It was near midnight when they decided to go to bed. The boys
were very quiet as he approached the large bed. All four were naked and
hard asleep, forming two couples: Dart was cuddled in Denit's arms and Doro
in Kist's. They arranged two beds in the other room and left the boys
together. The old druid sighed as he said referring to the Anglo boy:

	"No doubt this has been the best evening of his life. He will never
forget his friends."  Marco agreed. He woke up early in the following
morning and went to report Caesar, giving him the sealed scroll from
Vercingetorix.

	"Marco this is a human message; I would suggest you go and try to
heal his boy's pains; however, don't ever forget that half of your blood is
coming from a family even older than Pompey's. Surely I'll miss you, but
you are a soldier and must comply with your oar."

	"I won't, sir. I wish I could bring peace to this beautiful land
and stop spilling more blood." He said goodbye and left. When he returned
home, the old man was waiting for him, he had his scarce luggage ready; the
boys had gone to school, except Kist that was attending his master. They
made eye contact as Yankton anxiously asked:

	"Are you alright, son?"

	"Yes, I am." Marco then stared at Kist." Get ready Kist; we are
leaving tomorrow at dawn. I'll ask for everything we may need for this long
trip. I don't want to delay or annoy anybody during our time." Sadly Kist
moved his head.

	"Yes, sir." The old druid approached Marco and hugged him tenderly,
then extracted a scroll from his old dirty tunic.

	"Take this. I am sure you won't need it in normal
circumstances. This document will allow you and the boy to safely travel
thru all tribes lands out of the Eduos' territory. I hope you get your
goal, in any case, please, bring Kist back, his heart now belongs to Rome."
The boy blushed and asked himself how the man knew his most inner
thoughts. Marco grinned as he ruffled the boy silky hair.

	"I want to ask you a favour, Yankton."

	"It is granted, my boy."

	"Here there are many physicians and some druids. They are not as
good as you are, but they don't know it. Diviciaco's town has not any druid
as they were used to him; I would suggest you fill that hole until one of
my boys grow up enough as they want it. Cato will be more than happy having
you for his people."

	"I'll do with pleasure. I knew him, he was just a boy, a brave boy,
I would say."

	"Good. Cornelius will provide you with anything you may need. I
would also suggest that thru him, you ask for an audience with Julio
Caesar. He's a busy and good man, but he will love knowing you." He
paused. "Give some time the boys, especially Doro and Denit, to write some
messages for their girls in the village. They were in love with Cato's twin
daughters, though, boys at their ages, change quickly their minds." The old
man grinned.

The next morning after a good breakfast, Marco and Kist hugged the old
druid and said goodbye. Kist large blue eyes watered when he hugged the
man; he knew then that a long time would elapse before he could see his old
friend, but did not regret it. They rode two mules since these animals were
very hard and not very attracted to possible soldiers or warriors; these
men would disregard a mule, preferring either walk or a horse. They kept
silence for near two hours, boy and man immersed in their own different
thoughts. Marco broke the silence.

	"Kist, once we are out of Eduos' land, we must avoid any village or
town, first we are hurried, and second, we cannot spend any time curing
people, unless it is an emergency. I speak Eduo and some other languages,
but I ignore the rest of other tribes' verbal communication."

	"Don't worry, sir. I have some facility to learn languages, even I
remember my own in spite I was five when I left Britannia. We have to spend
a long time before we reach Vercingetorix's domains. We should start
something that keeps our minds occupied." Marco thought about the boy's
idea.

	"You don't know how to write and read. Am I right?" The boy felt a
pang inside himself.  Above all, that would be the greatest thing in his
life. He recalled Denit's happiness when they were cuddled after having sex
showing him how marvellous it was to read and write and he had learnt very
quickly. Marco then added: "We have many hours during the day
together. Would you like to learn how to read? To write is just drawing
what you read." The boy opened wide his blue eyes in disbelief.

	"Are you serious, sir?" Marco extended his arm and ruffled the
boy's large blond silky hair.

	"I am absolutely serious, Kist, if you want it. It will be a good
way to entertain our minds."

	"I would love it. I envied the boys when they read me something; it
was like magic!"

	"There is nothing magic in it. In Rome, all wealth boys and girls
can write and read."

	"Yes, always rich people, poor have nothing to do, they don't have
any rights whatsoever." The boy said sadly. "Even Vercingetorix doesn't
know how to read, but I do want to learn." Marco grinned and in his heart
applauded the boy's determination.

	"In this case, let's start right now." Kist opened wide his mouth
in disbelief.

	"On the mule?"

	"Yes, why not?" Marco smiled as he extracted a little piece of flat
wood covered with clay. After explaining the boy the basic rules, he drew
the vowels giving the boy the tablet. Kist was an intelligent boy and
immediately started associating vowels and consonants. When they stopped
for the night rest, not far from a farm, he knew how to join the letters to
form words. For Kist that was magic, he did not like to stop until darkness
could not allow him to continue. That night he had a marvellous dream about
letters, boys and girls, especially he dreamt about Marco that was sleeping
close to him. In the morning he felt the wetness on his belly, but he was
used to it since a couple of months ago when he started. He got up quickly
and washed his belly and dick. It was time to resume the journey, and
especially his magic lessons.

	"Marco, can we start again the lessons?" The young druid chuckled
as he caressed the boy's blond hair. He liked doing this and the boy seemed
to enjoy it, too.

	"I like your determination, Kist. You are a great and handsome boy
and deserve to have a better life, not as a servant." Kist sighed and
instinctively hugged the man around de waist.

	"I like you, too, Marco. The Great Mother was right choosing you."
They disentangled, have a good breakfast and rode the animals. Two weeks
elapsed and the clever boy started forming sentences; the first one: "this
is a tree" seemed extraordinary to the boy. Immediately he continued
reading and making more sentences, adding adjectives, pronouns, etc. He
spent the whole day enthusiastically reading anything that Marco wrote for
him. Marco extracted from his saddlebag a scroll with some historical
events, not difficult to read, about the Greece people.  After slowly
reading it Marco questioned the boy.

	"Do you like it? They are true events, Kist."

	"Oh yes! I love it. That Alexander must have been a great man and a
great general."

	"Sure he was. It is said he was very handsome and liked other boys
and later other men. As you can see the feelings have nothing to do with
the greatness of a man's soul. I love boys and they loved me since I can
remember. I wasn't ten when I found out I was in love with a little boy, he
was of the same age as I was, you make me remember him as he also was blond
and had blue eyes, though his hair was curly, he seemed a cherub from the
Olympus." Marco related Kist about his early love relationship with
Flavio. Then bending his head, Kist said.

	"Marco, I want you to love me as you did to little Flavio or as you
love Denit and especially the twins. I know I am just a newcomer for you,
but I appreciated you very much."  Marco stared at the boy and sighed; Kist
was crying silently, he had never seen the boy like at this moment. They
approached the mules and both hugged gently. It was the last week to arrive
at Vercingetorix's headquarters, and that day had made a good run, so Marco
decided to stop for the rest of the day. As they were preparing a place to
sleep, they watched a well-dressed woman and a little girl approaching
them; she was weeping as she dragged the girl with her.

	"Sorry sir to disturb you, I wonder whether you can help us. My
husband is away and won't return until tonight or tomorrow. But my son has
had an accident, he fell from a tree and I think he has broken his leg. My
husband told me yesterday that they are waiting for the White Druid, he
could cure our son as he is in pain... and I don't know what to do." Marco
stared at Kist and he made a light movement as telling him he should help
the woman.

	"Well, I think that my master can help your boy; we were just
preparing our place to spend the night since we have done a long way and
are very tired. Where is your son now?"

	"He's just behind those trees in our farmhouse. You can rest there
better than in the open air. It is a large one but our next neighbour is
one day out, and the boy is all the time crying in pain. For your mules, I
think you aren't farmers but principal people." They did not say
anything. Kist took the animals from the reins and started walking near the
woman and girl. A few minutes later, they entered a stoned yard; the woman
called a middle-aged man who took the animals to the stables. Before that,
Marco took something from the luggage and entered into the house. They
heard the muffled sobs of the boy as the mother entered the large bedroom
and with soothing words kissed the boy.

	"Don't worry son, this gentleman is a physician and will take care
of your leg." The boy was naked from the waist down showing his strange
large penis near erected. Marco ignored it and caressed the boy's leg;
fortunately, it was broken inside, though it showed a purple stain on the
skin. Before Marco said anything the boy bravely said:

	"My name is Kobe and I am eleven, close to twelve." Marco
understood the family was not of a low class one since the boy expressed
correctly."

	"Alright Kobe, you have broken your leg and I'll try to fix it. I
suppose you are a brave boy because it may hurt a lot, but if we do not
make this now, most likely, you will become a lame boy for the rest of your
life. Do you understand?"

	"Yes, sir. Do whatever you have to because I want to be a
Vercingetorix's warrior when I grow up, like my father is, to fight back
the Romans." Marco and Kist grinned. While Marco explored the legs, the
mother said:

	"I have told you many times, never to speak about stupid wars and
fights." Marco addressing the woman said:

	"Now please, bring me some hot water, salt and bandages." The woman
left and Kist said to the boy.

	"Now you will demonstrate how brave you are and if you deserve to
be a warrior or soldier and not a whimper brat." The younger boy seemed
offended calling him like that, but he did not say anything. Marco
extracted some white powder from a little pouch, took a small pot from the
nightstand that contained water, and dropped the substance in it that
dissolved immediately.

	"Now drink it," Marco ordered the boy. The child made a grimace
with his face as the product tasted bad. He went to say something but
remained in silence.

	"He really is a brave boy," Marco said, but Kobe was asleep. Then
he told the mother: "Your son has the two bones broken, but fortunately, it
is not serious since they have not come out, in spite of the blue
area. I'll try to amend and put them right together; that's why I have
given him some drugs. Now, if you don't mind, please, leave my assistant
and me alone with the boy, as soon as I finished I'll call you.

	"Yes, you are right. It is difficult for a mother to watch how her
son suffers." Marco and Kist stared at each other as the woman left,
closing the heavy door behind.

	"Master, will it hurt?"

	"Yes, a lot. Almost certainly he will yell in pain, in spite he is
hard asleep drugged, but we must fix those bones as soon as possible." Kist
then retrieved the covers and watched the lovely figure. He probably was
close to twelve because his penis was larger than normal, though there was
not any trace of hair at the base of it; also his ball sack had descended a
little.  He had brown hair cut to his temples and an eddy on his forehead
that showed how rascal he must be. Kist grinned. Marco then positioned his
left hand under the boy's calf and his right on the bump formed by the
broken bones. Slowly and carefully, Marco pushed down on the bones as Kist
pulled to him the leg; the boy moaned in pain. A few minutes later the leg
looked as if nothing had happened. Kist sighed.

	"Is it alright, master?" Marco tenderly gazed at the intelligent
boy."

	"Yes, he is cured."

Marco then proceeded to treat the leg with salted water, then placed two
flat wooden pieces, one on top and another underneath of the leg and
bandaged it, but not very hard, so allowing the blood to flow, the man was
explaining his assistant all that he was doing. Then the great surprise for
Kist came. Marco placed his hand on the leg and murmured some arcane words.
Kist could watch how between Marco's hand and the boy's leg appeared an
intense blue-white light that lasted only a few seconds; at the same time,
the boy's penis got very hard, jerking with every heartbeat. When Marco
retrieved his hands, the purple colour had vanished, and the boy lying on
the bed moaned in pleasure, as his hard cock started spurting the clear
white semen.  Instinctively Kist bent his head and took the boy's tool into
his mouth, cleaning it. An expression of satisfaction and happiness showed
on the boy's face. Kist could not believe what he had watched!

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	"Kist, this is our secret. Never reveal what you have watched to
anyone! You are within the few persons who know I do it; this demonstrates
my confidence and trust in you." He paused. "Doubtless, the boy's spurts
are due to the drug effects.

	"Thanks, master for trusting me. I'll never forget what I have
watched." Kist stood and opened the door, calling the boy's mother. She
looked concerned with tears on her fresh cheeks, then the woman asked.

	"How is he?"

	"See by yourself. He is under the drug effects but in a few
minutes, he will recover his senses. You should ask your servant to prepare
a wooden crutch so that your son protect his leg, after a week he would be
able to walk without anything, though he should avoid any great effort with
the damaged leg. After a month, without any other problem, he will be able
to do anything as before the accident." The woman could not retain her
tears and tried to kiss Marco's hand as she said:

	"Thanks, White Druid for your favour; the Great Mother knew what
she was doing when she gifted you." Marco did not allow the woman to kiss
his hand; on the contrary, Marco pleaded her not to disclose his identity
under any circumstance. At that moment the boy on the bed moved, opened his
eyes and called for his mother. She tenderly went near him and cuddled him
softly.

	"What had happened to me?" The little girl was close to the large
bed and answered her brother.

	"Don't you remember, brother? You are a mean boy and broke your
leg. This man and his boy have cured you." He immediately recovered
entirely his senses as he stared at Kist that was on the other side of the
bed and smiled at him.

	"Thanks for healing my pains; I feel nothing as if my legs had not
been broken. I have no pain at all!"

	"That's good, Kobe, but don't forget you broke two bones and they
need to weld; your mother has clear instructions on how you should
behave. Probably in a couple of weeks, I'll see you again."

	"I suppose you will stay here tonight, your mules and you need some
rest." The woman said. Then the boy insisted.

	"Please sir, accept our hospitality!" Marco saw in Kist's eyes the
same request and he could not but to accept the woman's offer.

	"Alright, we'll stay here until tomorrow at dawn; we need to wash
properly and get some rest."

	"I'll order to get ready the guest room for both of you. Meanwhile,
a servant will wash your clothes and get them ready for tonight. It is a
sunny day and will dry anything."

	"Please mom, can Kist sleep with me in this bed? It is a long time
since my cousin came and I have not any friend around here to talk
to. Besides, he can tell me how to be careful until I have the crutch."

	"Well, it is Kist and his master's decision; we cannot force them
on this subject." Before Kist could argue anything, Marco remembered how
Kist had sucked the boy's dick during the operation.

	"He will be very pleased staying with you, Kobe; besides, boys need
other boys' company. Kobe flushed because he was not entirely asleep when
Kist sucked his cock and lapped his abdomen, removing his watery semen.

	"Great!" He was to stand but Kist stopped him. He requested the
crutch that the servant had made for the boy and brought just a few minutes
ago.

	"Use this for a while; at least for one and a half week. I'll help
you with dressing and walking." Kist said. The boy again blushed because he
had never been dressed by anyone, as far as he could remember, except by
his mother but said nothing. Kist stared at Marco and the woman as they
understood. They left the room as the little girl mocked to his brother.

	"You, mean boy, cannot dress. I'll tell our cousins when they come
here!" The boy took one of his shoes to throw it to the girl, but Kist
stopped him.

	"A brave boy, like you are, doesn't care about what a little baby
says, as she is."

	"Yes, you are right. Let's go out and I'll show you the farmhouse."
The new friends left the room, Kobe always using the crutch and leaning on
Kist's shoulder. After a while, Kobe said: "You are not an Eduo, are you,
Kist? I have seen many Eduo boys and none of them had that blond and near
white hair of yours." The boy smiled at Kist.

	"No, I am not, I'm a Briton. Someone took me away from my family
when I was five, after a few changes I came to befriend Vercingetorix's
son, living under his protection.  Unfortunately, his men are not so
respectful with orphan boys; most of them are fucking scoundrels. Had not
been for the druid Yankton, I would have been fucked many times. That, if
made by a boy, there would not be much problem, but a man cock must hurt a
lot." Kobe thought for a moment.

	"I know a boy of our age that enjoys it very much, though he said
it hurt a lot the first times, now he enjoys it." He was to continue
talking on the subject when a servant came to tell them to return
home. After the late lunch, the two boys went to a large room; there were
many scrolls on the shelves well ordered that called Kist's attention.

	"What are those scrolls for?" The boy asked.

	"They are my mother's property, she reads them often and is the
only woman in many miles around who can read; she is very fond of them. She
told me I should learn to read and write, like all members of his origin
family; but my father says I won't need it since it is of no use to learn
that."

	"May I have a look at them?"

	"I guess there is not any problem, whenever we take care of them."
Kist reached one and spread it on the table. Kobe seemed amazed that a boy
near slave as Kist could read. With some effort, the boy started reading
capturing Kobe's attention.

	"It is about the history of Troy where a prince abducted a girl and
took her to his country; her father declared the war to the prince's
father. The girl was already engaged to a king friend of her father, so he
also helped in the war. It is a nice story that my master related me.

	"Please, could you read it for me? With the situation of my leg, I
cannot show you many things." Kist sighed.

	"I'll try, but you must be patient since I have started reading
only a few weeks ago."  They sat comfortably in two chairs near a window
and the boys forgot the time as they were immersed in the story. They had
to stop because there was not enough daylight to read. Kobe took his crutch
to go for some candles when his mother entered, she was surprised to see
the scroll spread on the table.

	"What are you doing with that scroll, boys? I think I have told you
many times not to touch them, Kobe."

	"Sorry mom, but I did not know there were so nice stories written
on them. Surprise yourself, mom! Kist knows how to read and was doing it
for me. Isn't that great? I want to learn, too."

	"That was not your opinion until today, son." Ashamed the boy bent
his head.

	"Yes, mother but now I have changed my mind." The woman appreciated
her son's intelligence not blaming his own father for not letting him
learning to read and write.

	"Alright, we'll talk about it tomorrow when your father returns. If
you promise to look after the scroll carefully, you can take it to your
room and continued reading after dinner; but beware of the fire." The boy
with some difficult stood and hugged his mother around the waist.

	"Thanks, mom, don't worry, we'll take care of it." The mother
sighed and stared at Kist; she knew the boy had made the miracle, now she
had to convince her illiterate husband that, since a long time, had decided
his son to be an illiterate as he was but a good warrior. The woman and
Marco talked about many things, especially about the current war against
Rome; she was very proud of her men but was almost sure that, sooner or
later, Rome would defeat their forces.

After dinner, the boys went to Kobe's room and Kist again started reading
the old story about Troy's battle and the trick to hide inside the wooden
big horse. It was late when Kist ended the lecture, they were excited with
the outcome of the fight. Carefully the boys placed the scroll far from the
candle and lay on their sides on the bed with their heads on the pillow,
their faces near touching. All the sudden Kobe caressed his new friend's
blond hair, as he said:

	"You have lovely hair and face, Kist. You look more like an
aristocratic boy than near a slaved boy; if I had the powers, you would be
like I am, though you are the greatest boy in the world for me." Saying
this, Kobe impulsively kissed his friend on the lips, a tender kiss. He
flushed and added: "Sorry Kist, I did not mean it; I have never kissed
anyone." Kist caressed the boy's smooth face and, with all the love he
could gather, returned the kiss but this time longer and
passionate. Excited, they undressed, Kist helped Kobe and soon the boys
were naked under the covers.

	"I like you very much, Kobe. You are a lovely and good boy as the
twins and Denit are.  I'm very fortunate to have met you. If you don't mind
and like, I want to make this night unforgettable for both of us." Kobe
needed not anything more from his new friend; he extended his arms around
the boy he had in front of him, and started kissing and caressing him,
their dicks were very hard and had started spitting little drops of
precum. When they were very hot, to Kobe's surprise, Kist broke the kiss
and turned into what we call a 69 position; without any doubt, he engulfed
his friend's dick till his nose rubbed Kobe's devoid-of-hair crotch. Kobe
had never dared to suck another boy's dick though he eagerly wanted it, so
this time he had not any option but to suck his friend's dick. He took Kist
clean cock into his mouth, the sensation was great as he followed his most
experienced friend. He could not understand why he had not made this
before. His mind was overwhelmed with lust and would have killed anyone
that interrupted them. Kist knew what was in his new friend's mind and did
not stop, though stopping would have increased his glorious feeling. Only a
few minutes passed and Kobe thought he was going to pass away. All of a
sudden, his body did not obey him, his legs stretched out and tensed his
whole body; he stopped breathing as a tremendous explosion of colours
filled his mind. He recovered his breathing as his mouth received the warm
small load from his friend. He did not stop sucking and swallowed the
little amount that he received. After some minutes Kist recovered his
breath and turned to his original position. Kobe stared at him tenderly and
both went into a very tight hug.

	"I like you, Kobe.

	"I like you too, Kist. I didn't know this was as good with another
boy. I didn't dare to express what I felt because I thought they would
label me with a nasty nickname, though I know there are many boys and men
in the same situation than I am. Thanks for teaching me so many things."
The boy said sadly as Kist caressed his smooth face.

	"This wouldn't be a problem if you were an Eduo and lived in
Diviciaco's land; there, no one cares about what you feel or do sexually,
whenever you respect his or her freedom to choose."

	"I have heard about it, but I didn't believe this, they are very
lucky."

	"It is not a question of luck, but of common sense. For example,
Dart is in love with Denit, and Doro is with me; however, Doro and Denit
have girlfriends in their village to whom they have promised to marry when
they grow up and become adults. They spent the night of the Great Mother
together in the forest and fucked them during the equinoctial day." Kobe
sighed.

	"Have you ever fucked a girl or a boy, Kist?"

	"No. Neither I have been fucked nor did I fuck anyone. Doro said it
hurts and he loves me, so he did not want to cause me any pain. On the
other hand, I wasn't sure about it, so we postponed it for some other
time. I know that Denit fucks Dart near every night; he said it hurts some
at the beginning, but enjoyed it a lot afterwards." Both boys got in
silence involved in their own thoughts; then Kobe said.

	"Kist, would you fuck me in my butt tonight? I don't mind if it
hurts, I want to experience it, though I like girls, too." Kist again
caressed his new friend smooth face and kissed him tenderly a peck on the
upright nose.

	"I am sure we'll see each other soon, now you have a broken leg;
next time, if you still want it, I'll be more than happy doing it to you,
even you might do it to me if you like. We'll be Eduos for one night." They
laughed.

	"Yes, you are right, next time we will make it. We better sleep;
tomorrow you have a long trip. Goodnights, my friend."

       "Goodnights, Kobe. Be a good boy so your leg welds well." Both
drifted to sleep, hoping to have nice dreams. At dawn, they got up, and
after a huge breakfast, they said goodbye. Kist and Kobe hugged, and Marco
observed something special on the boys, Kobe had watering eyes. His father
arrived near the sunset and his wife told him about everything, including
Kobe will learn to write and read. He was not very happy but did not
object. The news about the White Druid spread over the country quickly, so
Vercingetorix knew it in advance before Marco and Kist arrived. When Marco
and the boy were a few miles away from the farm, Marco asked:

       "It seems you have established a good relationship with Kobe, he
looked almost near to break during our farewell."

       "Yes, you are right. I don't know why this society establishes
levels on the persons, near him I did not feel I was any different;
he... he is suffering because now he likes boys rather than girls, he fears
his father could find out and punish him for feeling like that."

       "That is a pity and unfortunately we can't do anything to change his
progenitor's mind.  Maybe it is only part of growing up, and he will change
when he is an adult. At any instance, if we meet him again, he will have
all our support." Marco changed the subject of reading. "Let's start again
reading; you have improved a lot lately, but you need to continue." Marco
extracted a new chunk and handed it to the boy. "This is more difficult
reading, if you have difficulty with any word, please ask me." Kist took
the wooden part and started studying it. During the time previous to the
sunset he wrote in another slab copying and reading.

	"In a couple of days, we'll be at our destination. Probably some
warriors will stop us before we reach the fortress." Marco grinned.

	"Don't worry; we are not apparently armed, so we don't need to care
about."

	"Sometimes the warriors are very stubborn, though they don't have
any order. Why do you say apparently?" We are not carrying any weapon, are
we?" Marco fixed his eyes on the boy and explored his mind. He could see no
malice but honesty in his mind. Later when they were getting ready their
beds after having dinner Marco said.

	"I did not answer your question because it was not the right place
like it is here. Watch that old trunk that is on the middle or our way."
The boy turned his head, and in seconds, he could watch how the heavy dead
tree flew in the air to a nearby stream like the wind could fly a
feather. He opened wide his blue eyes in disbelief.

	"My goddess, how... how did you do that? Even one hundred men
together couldn't do that. Certainly, we don't need weapons." Marco ruffled
the boy's silky hair.

	"Remember what you have promised, Kist." The boy grinned. The
following day, around midmorning, as they were passing thru an exuberant
meadow, they watched how a group of armed riders approached them. They
stopped at some distance as one who looked the boss, dismounted and kneeled
in front of them.

	"Welcome to our land, White Druid. If you don't mind, please,
follow our group up; our Great Warrior Vercingetorix is anxiously waiting
for you, his boy has worsened, that's why he hasn't come to receive you
personally."

	"We understand, good man. We eagerly want to see the boy, that's
why we have made this long trip." The man stared at Kist but said
nothing. They went thru the wall main gate and bridge; the boy could
observe many warriors doing exercises, however, not as much as he saw in
Julio's fortress. They stopped in front of a red brick building and other
warriors took the mules with them. As they were thru a large corridor, a
strong tall man came out from one of the rooms; Marco felt Kist's hand
pressing one of his fingers, which was the signal to identify
Vercingetorix.  The man had a long beard and apparently he was in his late
thirties. He extended his strong arm greeting Marco.

	"You are very welcomed to my house, White Druid; I'm sorry I
couldn't go to received you." He then stared at Kist and smiled to him,
then added: "Kist, my son has asked many times about you." The boy felt how
his throat tightened; he loved the eleven-years-old boy with all his heart.

	"Excuse me, sir, while you both are talking, may I see him?"

	"Of course, boy. No one will disturb you." Kist ran thru different
rooms until he entered where the little boy was lying. As he heard the
noise turned his white head, watching how his friend approached the bed. He
quickly stood and both boys went into a tight hug. After a couple of
minutes, the sick boy asked:

	"Did you bring the White Druid with you?"

	"Yes, he is talking your father in the corridor; he'll be here in a
minute." The younger boy forced a smile and Kist could not prevent two
tears dribbling down his cheeks.

	"Don't worry Kist; no one will dare to touch you while you are
here." The boy again lay on the bed without detaching from Kist's
hand. "Where's Yankton, Kist?"

	"He's too old and could not resist this trip back. But forget about
him, please. How do you feel?" The boy stared at his friend sadly, as he
slowly almost murmured:

	"My father is a great warrior and a better father, but
unfortunately I think I'll be within the Great Mother very soon." Kist
interrupted him arguing.

	"Please, don't say that. Marco is great and has many powers. I have
a surprise for you."  Kist looked around and saw a large scroll on the
nearby table. He took it with care and started to read the first lines,
however, from the head he knew that was something confidential, so he
returned it to the table.

	"Why have you stopped and returned the scroll over there?"

	"It is a confidential message and I suppose we are not entitled to
read it." The younger boy looked astonished with Kist's answer and the
proof of his reading.

	"You have changed a lot, my friend, if I knew how to read I would
not stop reading everything, but my father says it is not necessary for me
to learn, there are others the can do it for us."

	"That's a terrible mistake because I could deceive anyone who is
hearing unless there is another person present who also could read."

	"Yes, you are right, Kist. You deserve to be in a different place
where persons could appreciate your intelligence and not being here with
this barbarian people. My mother told me these words and..." Kist caressed
the boy's white face as he tried to keep back his tears.

	"As usual, you behave like an adult and not as an eleven-year-old
boy." The boy was to answer as he felt a sharp headache; a grimace appeared
on his pretty face as he tried not to weep. Kist dragged the boy to his
chest and rubbed his back; he did not want his friend watching his tears,
but could not stop them.

End of Part 3