In Bed with the Greeks

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In bed with the Greeks: A story of sexual politics in Ancient Greece

Cast of characters:

Aedesius: teacher, scholar and mentor to Cisco

Baal: A general and head of the Greek army.

Cisco: Franciscus Kourakis, son of Eris and Sol, an intelligent boy but denied the privilege of education of the higher classes.

Dareia: Mother of Khloe

Eris: Cisco's mother, Sol's wife and the talent behind their small family business.

Gaia: A slave, a quiet girl and best friend to Khloe.

Khloe: only child of Dareia and Theseus, born into privilege and wealth of the elite ruling class

Leonidas: Cisco's' friend

Solomon "Sol": Father of Cisco and small business owner with dreams of rising their families status.

Theseus: Former General and now the foremost elder statesman in the Greek council. A man of high wealth and status and father of Khloe.

Cisco slunk down at the dinner table and mumbled thanks his mother for preparing the evening meal but didn't look up hoping he could get through his meal fast.

"It pleases me son to hear you honour your mother. What are you up to?"

"Oh Sol." Exclaimed the woman. Thank you Francisco, that was very nice of you". Eris scowled at Solomon her husband before turning back to Cisco smiling.

"Oh, Father. I was just being nice. I mean. Well...I hoped that perhaps, I could go out. You see Leon and I were going to go see Agias of Pharsalos. He's here to play in the games Father, Leon knows just where to go to see him practice. Please can I go?" Cisco put almost as much emphasis on the please as he did the praise given to his mother.

"I think you forget Cisco. You were supposed to help your mother tonight. She can't be expected to carry the sacks on her own. If you get your chores done, then you can go."

"So, Agias is in town". Sol started, barely breaking the tension. "in my day it was Diophon. There was a name that people turned out to see".

"Dad, he is so old now. No one wants to see an old man run in the games" Cisco bravely retorted still not looking up from his meal.

Eris glared at Sol hoping he wouldn't start another argument at the dinner table. Sol, took the hint and slurped at his soup.

"Cisco, your father and I have talked and we whilst we know you had your heart set on being a scholar, we just don't have the money this year to put you into classes. We know you are disappointed but if you keep up job at the library, perhaps we can enrol you next year.

Cisco's face dropped and he drooped his head to conceal his quivering lip and stared into his soup.

"I made a deal yesterday" Sol announced slurping his soup. "The army liked the outfits we did, we got the contract. I asked in return they take Cisco on." He gave a sideways glance to Eris who looked at him gravely. "I know we hadn't discussed it but I just didn't want our only son settling for second best. He can be tutored in the army and have the status he deserves." Before Eris could find the words to protest he continued "I heard Baal himself was looking for a boy to mentor. So I asked and he agreed. I had to drop the price of the uniforms but it was a fair deal".

"A general" Eris exclaimed, "tutoring our boy. Sol. You are a good father" she beamed at him, taking his hand kissing it gently." A general for our boy" she said giddily.

"Cisco, your father has done you proud. You get to be a kleinos, General Baal will make a fine philetor, he will shower you with gifts and you'll get a sound education and Baal will personally see you become a man. Just think eventually you get to be parastates, you'll be joining the elite."

"NO" Cisco wailed out dropping his spoon and splashing soup across the table. "Please no Mother and Father, no." He fought back the tears as a lump wedged within his throat. "The harpagmos is nothing more than kidnapping and rape. I won't agree to it, to him, I won't."

Sol, looked at his son weeping and sighed. "I understand Cisco. But I promised Baal you would go willingly." He said as gently as he could. "He's likely to come in the next couple of days, if he likes you he will probably take you then. Remember the harpagmos is supposed to be a surprise, so don't let on we have told you. Please son, you need to think about your family and remember a military education is better than no education if you do want to be a scholar in the future."

Eris coughed a little and nodded to Cisco who looked up tentatively "Oh Cisco. I think if you are back early enough we could get the chores done before bed. There isn't too much to do tonight, just don't be late back, okay".

Cisco froze just for a second then with a dash grabbed some bread from the table and with a quick "thanks mum" made for the door.

"FRANCISCUS KOURAKIS" Sol suddenly boomed stopping Cisco dead in his tracks.

"Are you trying to anger Olympus? Don't you dare leave without giving thanks to the house Gods."

Cisco felt is teeth clench as he tensed up. "Sorry father" he said through gritted teeth. Cisco dropped to his knee quickly before the shrine which contained several statuettes of deities the Kourakis family offered thanks to daily. He garbled his prayers quickly before turning on his heels and was through the door before anyone could protest again.

"Eris, my dear, I just didn't want him hanging around that Leonidas boy all evening".

"But only last week you said his family was of sound reputation" Eris protested.

Sol, looked up at her with a grave expression before returning to his soup.

Cisco crouched down in the shadows of the great white wall as he did most evenings waiting for the sun to go down. Soon enough the sky glowed dusky pink as the moon peeked out from behind the clouds. The gates to the house opened with a loud rasping noise of grating metal that Cisco always hated. The workers began to file wearily out of the gate and Cisco made his move and easily darted through the crowd into the courtyard of the house. He quickly made his way to the rear garden, sheltering by a nearby bush looking up to the window, waiting.

At the edge of the city a large white imposing building with high walls stood overlooking the river. Despite its grand size it was home to only Theseus, his wife Dareia and their only daughter Khloe. Theseus was once the most senior general in the army and now an elder statesman, a ranking in society that afforded him great privileges and an impressive home. The task of managing the paid staff and unpaid workers fell to Dareia in addition to providing their only child with a home education. However, Khloe was given no freedom by her parents who bemoaned that being a free citizen of Greece, the wealthiest and most privileged of people in society meant she should be granted her liberty. She only demanded the same freedom a son would be granted, but this was a sore point for her parents who Khloe suspected wished for a son but this was never admitted to her directly.

Soon enough, a flicker of candlelight illuminated the window, that was his signal. Cisco was able to scramble up the vines and trellis onto the balcony with ease disappearing through the doors quickly.

Khloe smiled up at Cisco as he entered her bed chamber. She sat waiting for him on the bed wearing only a lace chemise that shimmered in the candlelight. Cisco smiled back and sat on the bed opposite and leaned over kissing her cheek.

She stroked his face and gazed into his deep, dark brown eyes. "Hey, you've been crying, what's up? Has something happened?" She asked with concern. Khloe was over a year older than Cisco and her privilege bestowed on her confidence and insight beyond her peers.

Cisco couldn't keep his emotions in and spilled his thoughts and feelings out barely keeping any order or sense to his story. Exhausted he collapsed on the bed looking hopefully at Khloe. "Say something tell me what to do please." He begged.

"Oh Cisco, I thought it is something serious. You are acting like you are the only boy to go through harpagmos. You can hardly blame your parents, most boys of your class would dream of having the chance let alone with the wealthiest, senior general in all of Greece. Stop Crying Cisco. We will find a way to sort this mess out. Things are going to get tricky Cisco for both of us. I need to tell you something...I'm promised to be married."

"NO" Cisco exclaimed. Khloe, slapped her hand across his mouth and looked at the door expecting someone to have heard.

"Shush Cisco. Listen to me. It is not like we hadn't talked about it, Mother and Father could have given me away ant time in the last two years so it was kind of inevitable. Anyway, I was trying to tell you that Baal is to be my husband. You think you have it bad. I know Baal, he has visited the house many times to council my father about something or to protest at the army's funding cuts. He's a brute, savage to his enemies, savage to his troops. How do you think he'll treat you or me as his wife? Look, I'll find a way, I'll come up with a plan for us both. Just leave it to me Cisco."

Cisco always felt reassured by Khloe, she always knew what to do. He started to feel a little better and began removing his robes. Khloe smiled back with encouragement enjoying the site of her young suitor. He slid out of his trunks and sat in front of Khloe, the candlelight creating shadows across his well-toned torso. He was already in the mood, he felt his cock stiffen as he enjoyed Khloe watching him.

Khloe took her chamise over her shoulders, her dark hair was short and worn in a bob framing her face perfectly.

"Give me your hand" she began. "Now remember..." she took his hand delivering his eager fingers beneath her smooth mound. She raised her hips slightly allowing his fingers to feel for her entrance. "Just as I showed you...slowly...work your way in and up...yes...Cisco...more please".

Cisco's cock ached for attention, his throbbing member threatening to release there and then as he felt the soft warm flesh, her muscles clenching against his fingers as he brushed across the top with his fingertips, beckoning her to cum.

Khloe reached out and pulled his head onto her chest. Cisco immediately began kissing her breasts tenderly. Her small mounds rose gently from her chest like white sand dunes, her nipples crowning them like jewels. He easily took her firm soft breast into his mouth as his tongue played with the swollen nipple.

Cisco heard a faint cooing noise across the room, he looked up instinctively and thought he saw a ripple in the tapestry hanging there. "Is there something behind there? It sounds like a small bird". Cisco looked puzzled at Khloe who was smiling back.

"Well, you are not wrong. Come out little bird" Khloe spoke to the tapestry which gave a little giggle. Cisco's eyes widened as the small naked form a young girl appeared from behind.

"Ha! I should have guessed. Why didn't you tell me Gaia was hiding there? I thought we were alone so I...OH...did she see? Gaia did you see us just know?"

"Come sit with us Gaia." Khloe gave an approving smile and gestured to the remaining space on the bed. "It was my idea. We were talking earlier, after we finished playing and Gaia said she wanted to know what it was like to be with a boy. I said that since we all know each other that she could...er...watch. You don't mind do you Cisco?"

"I dunno, I guess not. Well, I thought you might want to share her someday. So not really surprised. I'm fine with it" Cisco's voice faltered a little.

"Good. Perhaps Gaia can help".

Gaia smiled broadly, not taking her eyes of Cisco's manhood.

Khloe was rewarded one year and presented with a young girl named Gaia. Born to a servant in the household Gaia was permitted to stay with Khloe as a companion, allowing Dareia more freedom away from her daughter. Unusually for a house slave, Gaia was allowed to sleep in the staff quarters of the home rather than in the outhouse with the group of unpaid workers; a breach of status and privilege that did not go unnoticed but was tolerated only because of her age and closeness to Khloe. Gaia was totally devoted to Khloe. Growing up together they would lay in the sun next to each other or play for hours in her bedroom. They grew very close and Khloe fell in love vowing one day to free her as a slave. Their intimacy was hidden from everyone, her mother barely noticed or even looked at the slave girl who was valued as no more than a convenient distraction for her daughter.

Cisco knew of course, Khloe told him she was in love with her. He knew they played together just as they did. He occasionally asked what they did, hoping Khloe would show him, learning new ways to please her.

Gaia, shorter and younger by a couple of years her body matured quicker than Khloe's. She had tanned olive skin, breasts reaching out like the dome topped temples where they worshipped. He saw her skin darken below her navel, lightly swollen lips peeking out as she sat with her legs slightly apart. Cisco noticed she was perfectly smooth, just like him, guessing Khloe had instructed her the same way. Gaia's head of hair was a mass of black curls, cut short just above the shoulder echoing Khloe's own style.

Khloe started them off. She saw how Gaia was transfixed by Cisco's cock and gently took her hand to the back of head and lowered her face onto Cisco. He gasped as he felt her mouth meet the tender tip. Gaia let her tongue carefully touch the hard rod beneath her. She licked at the tiny drop of cum at the entrance discovering new tastes. Soon, she began to explore his shaft, with broader strokes of her tongue working her way down to the small tightly creased sack below.

Khloe let Gaia settle into the rhythm before she moved across and helped her onto her knees lifting her bottom from the bed to gain a deeper thrust. Khloe responded by taking her cheeks, massaging them slowly but firmly then parting them to reveal another pleasure point. Lightly she moved her finger over the dimpled creases, pressing on the soft skin until it gave in and took her in. Moving expertly she guided her lover to pure pleasure. Gaia moaned whilst sucking deep on Cisco's cock. Cisco throbbed seconds away from shooting into Gaia's mouth. "He's going to cum, my love, suck him dry. You must keep swallowing it all so be ready" Khloe carefully instructed and then bent lower and kissed her lover's ass, her tongue rimming across her puckered entrance. Cisco's body shook, his cock erupted, bursts of cum filled Gaia's vacuuming mouth. The load proved too much, she released too soon, the last cum streaked across her face and neck. Cisco relaxed, his breathing quivering like his body.

"Good girl, you did amazing. Was it as good as you hoped?"

Gaia turned to face her lover and nodded "Better" was all she said.

Khloe helped Cisco up and they kneeled down together. "I think our help is needed." She pointed to Gaia's beaming face, the drops of cum shimmered in the candlelight like strands of silver thread. Cisco and Khloe leaned in each kissing Gaia's neck softly, lapping up the strands of cum. Moving around, their lips met, tongues playing, swapping the silky smooth cream between them. The three kissed deeply and passionately, three pairs of lips smacked and three tongues clashed.

The next moment Gaia was squirming on bed and pulled away. "Need to pee" she said looking at Khloe earnestly.

"Great idea" Khloe said smiling as she leaned over the bed. Cisco and Gaia both admired the view Khloe presented to them as her bottom giggled in front of them as she stretched out looking for something beneath the bed. Her ass was perfectly round, small and firm, the cheeks stretched open as she leaned further revealing all her bounty. "Enjoying the view?" Came a muffled voice. "Aah, got it" she said climbing back up presenting them with a wide pot.

She placed the pot in the centre of the bed for Gaia. Cisco looked on hoping to get a good view of Gaia as she peed but became puzzled as both Khloe and Gaia moved over the pot. Cisco watched the girls lean back bringing themselves closer together over the pot, their bodies meeting. Clearly, this is was something they did frequently as neither spoke but indistinctly moved in sync.

They linked and crossed their legs, their lips met, Gaia's puffed lips flushed pink against her dark skin contrasting with Khloe's pale white mound. Her clit, visible under the hood, pressed against Khloe who stretched her legs wider until her slit opened revealing her hidden labia. Cisco sat wide eyed and gawping as his two hot lovers moved as one. Their lips and flesh together, smacking and kissing as if taking on a will of their own. As their moans increased, they both now needed to release. Cisco watched in awe as they both let their streams flow. Pee flowed and splashed against their skin lubricating their lips like massage oils, their girlhoods now soaked in the warm scented pee. Flowing between them then down into the pot beneath them. Cisco was amazed at their inventiveness; he would never have dreamt this up even in his hottest dreams.

Not content on the side of the bed watching he felt he needed to be part of the event. He moved over between them closer to the erupting pools of hot lava between two explosive volcanoes. He dipped his finger over the stream and looked closer. He smelt the fine scent and moved closer still. He pressed his finger against his lips and licked as if savouring the finest blend of liqueur. Then he rose slightly and brought over his tumescent cock. He had to wait only a second before he could release his own vintage into the blend. His pee splashed heavily over their skin like rain, the soft bubbling brook of their own making became a torrent flooding their sex. All three laughed and cooed as they watched the waters mix whilst their constant fucking brought their ecstasy to a climactic high.

Sometime later, the three young lovers sat on the bed flushed and exhausted. They gently and playfully stroked each other, careful, light touches needed for their most sensitive areas. They allowed minutes to pass silently as they drifted over the trails of ecstasy that would soon carry them off to sleep.

Khloe's mind was not resting however, her thoughts turned to darker matters.

"Cisco, how is Leonidas?" Khloe's question quickly brought cisco's mind back into the room.

"I haven't seen him. I don't usually. I still pretend I do so I can leave the house and come and see you. I think dad suspects, I think I understand but I am not sure. I'm worried about him Khloe."

Cisco felt relieved, he hadn't realised until he stopped talking just how much the worry was weighing on him. He spoke of his best friend, how they were drifting apart. Leo's and Cisco's friendship was welcomed by both sets of parents, their status was equally matched, one family ran a fabric business, the other crafted ornate marble statues. As boys they worshipped the male athletes, their play was filled with naked frolicking, pretending at sports neither boy had a real talent for, but their male nude idols adorned their parchments and paintings. He recalled their earlier youthful adventures to Gaia and Khloe who listened patiently.

The two young boys stopped halfway up a hill out of breath. The sun was just starting to set below the hills to the east of the city. The heat of the Greek sun was tempered finally and a breeze cooled the boys as they caught their breath.

"Look, just down there. You can see them. You have to concentrate. But it is them"

Cisco strained his eyes to see the athletes that moved within the confines of the training centre. The hill was just elevated that you could get a clear view into the centre track and field. The distance however, meant that only a faint outline could be seen of the men training there. Occasionally the sun glinted off the spears as they briefly hurtled through the air, thrown by the athletes.

"hmmm, sort of" Cisco confirmed to his friend Leon. "That one must be Agias" he said unconvincingly but Leon nodded anyway. The boys sat back on the hill, Leon took off his satchel and got out his sketch pad. "Wanted to draw him, not much good up here" he sighed. "I know, I'll draw you as him!" Cisco said brightening the mood a little. Leon, beamed back and jumped up. He gathered up the linen from around his waist and carefully unfurled the mass of cloth until it fell to the floor. Just like the athletes below Leonidas stripped off all his clothes and let the cool evening breeze glance across his naked body.

Cisco took up the thin piece of charcoal and parchment and began sketching Leon's body as he posed. He stopped to laugh at Leon's impressions of the athletes, his poses becoming more elaborate. He stopped also to admire his friend. His eyes darted over his broad shoulders, across his firm chest and toned waist. He smiled when he flexed and tensed his muscular arms and legs. Not long, he thought to himself, before Leonidas could be as toned and strong as the players in the games.

His gaze couldn't help turn to the triangle that his muscles formed from his waist guiding his sight to his friends' manhood. In private he had seen Leon naked many times as was natural for two young friends growing up together. He watched over the years as Leon's penis grew from the boy he knew well into this specimen of manhood. His penis was fairly broad but its length was particularly pleasing. Unlike so many Greek men his penis grew, doubling in length in just two years since puberty.

"Are you getting these done?" Leon asked furtively. Cisco made some rushed attempts to capture each pose roughly, gazing up as often he could. "and to finish, Agias with the shotput." Leon crouched down bringing his arm up high behind him wielding an imaginary shot. With the other arm supporting him on the ground he lifted his back, his bottom rising in the air, his muscles tensing. Cisco looked on as his friend's rear met his gaze. As Leon tensed, his cheeks parted, giving Cisco full view of his neat, rose red, puckered entrance. "is it working?" Leon asked before unposing, turning to Cisco. "Let's see." Leon parted Cisco's robes before he could protest and beamed down at his friend. "So I do delight you?" He teased. Cisco looked down at his own stiff member pointing straight up into the air.

"Oh, this if for Agias. Leon, you are great, but you are not that great".

The boys laughed and giggled. As they both relaxed on the bank of the hill, Cisco removed the wrapped linen of his tunic and lay naked beneath the darkening sky on the grass by Leon's side. Neither boy said any more but each placed a hand to their penis and stroked gently, their minds elsewhere, down the hill with the athletes preparing for the games.

The massaging turned into tugs and playful squeezes. They pulled and stroked more rapidly caressing the swollen heads. Cisco's body began to shudder first, his fingers racing up and down the shaft. As he gasped out loud he felt himself erupt. Moments later he heard Leon gasp too and the boys lay still next to each other, the silky strands of cum glistening in the twilight over their bodies.

Their innocent play had taken a different tone more recently and Cisco confided in Khloe about his fears. He told her that Leo was spending more and more time at the taverns in the back streets, in the company of much older men. Whilst not a problem in itself, Leo had become more and more promiscuous. Cisco had frequently turned down the offer to fuck as Leo pleaded with him to help him orgasm and fill his ass whilst they played.

"But you mustn't!" Khloe blurted out. "Listen, you know the rules. Don't let him bring you down. You might be matched in status now so it wouldn't matter who had who in their bottom but there are rules to this. If his reputation is tarnished by promiscuity his status is reduced and so his family. Remember, the elite may fuck as they please below their status, slaves or servants it doesn't matter who, they are property of their superiors. The lower status man may never penetrate a man of higher status. If he is caught his status is reduced and those they fucked can be ridiculed by association. Cisco, don't risk it. Leo risks his own reputation so don't let him risk yours too."

Cisco was expecting her lecture and waved a hand to quash the protest. "I haven't and am not going to. He wants me to but I didn't, he isn't going to cum in me either as he prefers to be a bottom, that's why he is offering himself about the taverns. I'm not sure, but I think he is taking money for it too."

Khloe grew more cross "Well that settles it, his family will be an outcast if he is caught, lose their business, run out of town. And you'll follow him if you are implicated by association."

"What are we to do" Khloe muttered almost to herself, the three looked at one another worried. Then Gaia and Cisco looked at Khloe expectantly.

"I know, I know, you want me to come up with something." She met their look and a deep sadness came across her face.

"I have a plan. Just maybe we can save you from Baal's harpagmos, me from his matrimonial bed, free Gaia and perhaps even save Leonidas from himself."

Gaia and Cisco looked at her stunned to silence.

"I need you both, I can't do it alone, but above all, you must do exactly what I tell you to do."

Cisco woke suddenly at the loud noise coming from behind his door. He shook his senses awake but realising it was just his mother shouting to him pulled the sheets back over his head. Wait. Cisco's confusion seemed to lessen slightly. Wait. What was his mother shouting about anyway? Wait. Suddenly last night's events flooded his memory all at once. Unburdening himself to Khloe, Gaia drinking his cum, the pleasure of the pee fountain, Khloe's impending marriage, Leon's risky prostitution and Khloe's plan. He sat bolt upright, his face filled with fear as his mother's warning finally reached his brain. He slept in, he was late for work. He felt the panic rise in him, how could he be so stupid. Khloe was relying on him, he had just one thing to do and he was failing at that already. He couldn't let Khloe down he had to get to work as fast as possible.

Cisco had barely covered himself with his robes by the time he reached the front door, his mother thrust his sandals and a food parcel into his hands and waved him off shaking her head as he ran off down the alley way towards the centre of town.

He took the marble steps in his stride as he raced to the top pausing to regain his breath leaning against the massive pillars at the library entrance. He walked through the atrium to the back of the grand reading room towards the stock room. He sighed as he entered seeing a dozen or more stacks of boxes filled with parchment and scrolls waiting for him to catalogue and shelve. The library was already filling with students and scholars on their way to various classes. Cisco knew it was only a few hours from now, when the students went off for their lunch and the scholars retreated to their offices, that he had to put his part of the plan into action.

Aedesius didn't notice Cisco at first when he entered him room. Cisco placed the stack of scrolls at the end of table from where Aedesius sat hunched over parchment, quill in hand. After a few moments he looked up "Cisco, welcome. I still have lots of scrolls to mark, but if you want to read a few whilst you wait for our lesson that will be okay". Aedesius smiled up at Cisco encouragingly who smiled an oddly broad grin back at him. The scholar was used to having Cisco sit with him reading other students' work, a regular occurrence he encouraged. He gave up an hour of his afternoon twice a week to tutor Cisco, an opportunity that Cisco appreciated given his parent's lack of money to send him to the classes formally.

"Thank you Master Aedesius." He replied still grinning. Cisco watched his Master at work. He was a tall, slim attractive man. The years on his face now hid his once young, pretty looks and the slightly receding hair had wisps of grey streaking through it giving him a mature and dignified countenance.

"Sorry, not long now, just a few more scrolls. There was twice as many students this morning in the plenary, it is not getting any easier and interest in Platonic studies isn't waning any time soon".

Cisco nodded, "I'm sorry, that sounds stressful". He moved around the room behind Aedesius and approached slowly. He raised his hands and reached over encircling his neck with his fingers. He squeezed gently and Aedesius gave a little shudder. Emboldened, Cisco moved his hands and fingers across his shoulders, pressing firmly but rhythmically into his muscles.

"Exactly what I need, remind me Cisco to ask you to do this more often". Aedesius leaned back in chair, allowing his arms to fall by his side willing Cisco to keep up the massage.

Cisco kept going for a few minutes, moving his hands back and forth across his shoulders. Then he slowly moved one hand rubbing his muscles across the top of his chest. His fingers moved slowly down under the top of his robes, he leaned in until his hand reached his well toned muscular chest and continued to massage, his fingers finding and playing with his nipple. Aedesius relaxed, his breathing slow and deep as he enjoyed the tension released from his body. Cisco swallowed hard but bravely moved on. With his other hand he removed it and began to loosen his own robes at the front, allowing him to be exposed just inches from his Master. He took his cock quickly in hand and helped it grow a couple of inches until it was firmly pointing upwards. Still massaging his Master's firm chest he took Aedesius's hand from his side and moved it until his fingers found the warm shaft. He senses his Master's fingers instinctively curl, tightening his grip. Aedesius gave a moan and shuddered as if arousing himself from sleep. Suddenly, he was alert and took Cisco's hand from his chest and spun around on his chair. He stared down at his hand still holding and squeezing the boys' cock. He stared back up at Cisco wide eyed and flustered. "Wait. Cisco. Are you trying to seduce me?"

Cisco froze, panic grew within him threatening to overrun his body. "It wasn't my idea" he whimpered.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand Cisco".

Cisco not quite believing what he was saying wanted to stay quiet to not say anymore. 'What would Khloe do?' He thought to himself. He looked at his Master, his lip began to quiver and before he could stop himself he let out a torrent of words and tears hoping Khloe would forgive him. His crying punctuated his words but it didn't stop his confession. "It wasn't my idea...Baal is going to take me on harpagmos...my father asked him to...I'm scared, I don't want to be with him but Father will make me...Khloe said he wouldn't want me if I had been had by another man...She said I should try to get you to take me so Baal would reject me when he knows I'm not a virgin...Don't send me away...I need this job...I want to learn...I'm sorry...Father thought a military education would do...we can't afford to send me to classes here."

Aedesius stood up and pushed Cisco against the wall "How dare you think you are too good for a military education. How do you think I got to be a scholar in the first place. I didn't have money to send myself to the elite school, I studied hard and worked my way through the military ranks and attended the military academy. Finally, I earned my place on the council but I still have to work to earn money, teaching these illiterate, children of the eilte who don't care about learning. You never once asked why I gave you the chance to study with me? Hmm, boy? I wanted to give someone a better chance than I got, someone who loved to learn but didn't have the same opportunity as them."

Aedesius turned away and slumped back at his desk, "Go Home Cisco. No one likes being used, especially when their help is freely given. I'm disappointed in you. I really liked you Cisco, perhaps one day, I thought we could have been lovers as friends and equals. I can't help you anymore."

Cisco ran from the study, from the library, kept on running just as thoughts raced inside his head. How could he tell Khloe he couldn't do it, was Baal still coming for him? He betrayed a friendship and never got to say thank you. He slowed to a stop outside his home, as his thoughts came to a stop too he understood now he had no choice but to accept Baal.

The next morning Cisco woke to a hubbub of activity in the house, mother was frantically cleaning everything in site, his father was barking orders to everyone and generally preventing any work from actually being done. His little sister played happily oblivious to the importance of their expected visitor.

Cisco looked down at the bottom of the bed and saw that his mother had placed a new hand-stitched embroidered robe there. The cloth he knew was the most expensive one his father had imported and he recognised the hours of work his mother had put into the stitching, with all manor of coloured threads and silks. Cisco dressed quickly and silently joined his family for breakfast. He sat dreamily, a dazed expression fixed as he watched the flurry of activity around him and passively listened to his father's advice eagerly given. He hoped to himself that Baal didn't keep his parents waiting too long.

Baal's arrival was heralded with as much fanfare as he could manage. A soldier banged loudly on door just before noon, without waiting for a response he marched through the door into their home and as if addressing the town square he yelled the arrival of General Baal to the startled family. Baal immediately followed him in, he stooped slightly through the doorway, turning slightly to allow the bulk of his fully armoured and ceremonial dress uniform with feathered helmet. Baal peered around the home for a moment, the disappointment of coming into a working family's home openly visible on his face.

The man was at least a head taller than the tallest man Cisco had met. His deep-set eyes looked the family up and down. Cisco starred back at the rugged face beneath the helmet, a nose protruded pitted and twisted from many bloody battles, his dark, thick beard probably covered many scars he thought. Baal's stare rested on the boy, Cisco swallowed hard.

Suddenly breaking the shocked silence Baal spoke, his voice deep and booming. "Don't be alarmed boy. By rights of harpagmos I claim you as my own kleinos. You are mine now boy. Come here."

Cisco looked nervously at his parents who were just as shocked by the dramatic entrance and equally cowered in his presence but still they nodded their approval. Cisco stepped forward.

"Well. You are not what I hoped. Short in stature, no bulk or muscles to speak of, legs like pins and as fare a face as your little sister. Do you not work out, what do you do with your time?"

"Read and study sir."

"What! Disappointing but nothing my regimen for new recruits won't fix. Have you even ever swung a sword?"

"No sir. Never."

"More suited to be my bride than fit to be my kleinos." Baal directed this latest insult to his soldiers who laughed instinctively.

Before Cisco could react Baal reached out and grabbed his robe with his large thick fingers and with a short sharp tug the robe tore at the seams and ripped across his body falling to the floor like old discarded rags. An audible gasp came from his parents as Cisco stood bare in front of the general.

Baal stared down at his crotch and sighed. "Barely a mouthful". He reached out again this time grabbing his balls and penis pulling him in closer. "But still I will have fun with you" he sneered breathing hard into Cisco's face.

Suddenly a commotion broke out behind the door, a voice loud and insistent squabbled with the soldier waiting outside, the quarrel grew and the two tussled briefly before the owner of the voice crashed through the door.

"STOP" Aedesius yelled.

"Master!" Cisco gasped.

"What is the meaning of this? How dare you interrupt the harpagmos". Baal voice filled with rage.

"I'm sorry I'm late Cisco, had a little trouble fitting into my uniform." he said sheepishly.

Cisco grinned as he looked at his master who was squeezed into his kit that once fitted some years ago.

Ignoring Baal, he turned to Cisco's parents and said "I claim the right of harpagmos, I would take Cisco as my kleinos if he permits me to. I am schooled in military matters, a scholar of sound repute. I would honour him with respect and treat him fairly. The status I receive from serving the court as senior advisor would be bestowed upon him also. I intend to pay or his education myself, something I know he wishes, no, dreams of doing. with his consent then I will be taking him."

His mother and father, looked from Aedesius to Cisco and to each other in stunned silence.

Baal broke in with a snort signifying his disgust. "You think you can match my offer. I am Baal, the greatest general this country as known for generations. I offer this boy the highest honour, I walk among the elite. No one would dare touch him if he belongs to me. He would be taught by me to fight, he can still attend the military academy if he actually wants to, but once I've enjoyed having him first."

"More lies Baal. Tell this good family the truth. Once you have fucked Cisco and finished with him you will have him on the battlefield within three weeks. I know Baal, your troops are depleted, you need fodder for the front lines and your next campaign is starting within weeks. Even with you training him, if he goes to fight you don't intend for him to come back, do you?" Aedesius shot a baleful glance at Baal.

"You dare challenge me. I claimed harpagmos first, you couldn't best even one of my soldiers never mind me. Pathetic fool. The boy is mine." Baal blasted his retort.

"You should study more Baal. If you had you would know the harpagmos can be declined if the presumptive kleinos does not recognise the legitimacy of his suitor and withholds consent." Aedesius turned to Cisco and held out his hand. "It should be your choice. What do you say? I can't offer you the wealth and glory he claims he can give you but I assure you it would be short lived. Be my kleinos and come with me now. Please."

Cisco needed no further argument and took his hand moving quickly to be by his side.

Baal exploded in a torrent of abuse then turned and fled the house defeated, quickly followed by his soldiers. Only Sol responded calling after the general, pleading his return. Eris however, quickly ran to Aedesius and Cisco.

"Go now. Take my son. Leave Sol to me. I'm happy for you". She gently touched her son's face before Aedesius stole him away into the day.

They both ran for some time, although the streets were bustling only a few took notice of the soldier and naked teenager running through the town. Since the statues of the naked athletes were on every street corner and the banners festooned the walls and doors heralding the games all showed off the beauty of the male form it was not surprising Cisco got an occasional applause or laugh from the public who likely accepted the spectacle as no more than student high-jinx or a publicity stunt.

Khloe stood at the back of the temple trembling slightly. The temple was packed with people, some military officers, state officials she recognised, other she did not. It didn't feel like she was amongst friends, she thought, but perhaps it was going to make this a little easier. She took a few tentative steps forward, a few heads turned and smiled across at her. Emboldened she quickened her pace, the long satin robe draped straight down her slender body and trailed slightly at the ground behind her. Behind her veil she made out a few friendlier faces, friends of her family towards the front of the congregation. Eventually Khloe stopped and kneeled before the high priest, he blessed her and helped her to her feet. Khloe kept her stare front and centre but at her side she suddenly felt his presence. Dressed once more in his military finery Baal joined his bride. It took all of Khloe's self-control and determination not to turn and flee the temple. The priest turned to Baal and muttered his lines. Baal gave a curt response which was more grunt than approval. The priest blessed them both signaling the end of his part. Without even looking at his bride or speaking to her he turned to the congregation and gave a short wave. Applause followed. Baal turned and flanked by his soldiers exited the temple immediately. Khloe heard him say to his closest aide "She must not be unguarded, see that she is placed in my bed chamber and place a guard outside." As the military group left the temple following their general, the rest of the crowd headed for Khloe. Smiling, well-wishing, sycophants waved and cheered the bride. Her veil concealing how she truly felt.

Khloe lay on the bed alone. She listened to the wedding feast continue in her absence below her. Neither Khloe not Baal was expected to be present as long as the guests were satiated with fine wine and meats it did not matter. The music and laughter drifted up from the hall, past the vigilant guard and into Baal's bed chamber. Khloe was far from relaxed. Her mind turned over the plan step by step in her head. Her resolve was fixed and her target was Baal.

As the reveries continued two figures slipped from the celebrations and headed outside. They walked calmly arm in arm like two lovers stealing away to find some privacy. They pressed each other into the shadows against the wall and kissed passionately. He reached his hand around her and caressed her tight pert cheeks, then reaching up towards her neck. She trembled at his gentle touch and giggled slightly beneath the kiss. He reached up leaving her neck and head touching the stone wall feeling its way discreetly behind his lover until his fingers made out the end of the rope. They pulled apart and nodded to each other silently once they checked the grounds for movement. He lowered himself so she could step up onto his back pulling herself up the rope, he quickly ascended after her. Soon enough the two took hold of the stonework and lifted themselves over onto the balcony. No sooner had they landed in a heap on the cold stone floor but a figure emerged from behind the satin drapes. Khloe kept her finger to her lips signaling silence and beckoned them in.

Khloe melted into her friends' embrace wanting to lose herself, to sob and plead for them to take her away. Khloe kept silent fearing the guard would discover them instantly. Daring to whisper, Cisco said "You looked truly beautiful. He deserves what's coming to him." Khloe attempted a smile and held her nerve now that her friends were here at last.

"Did you bring it Gaia?" Nodding, she reached beneath her robes and untied a flask from a concealed belt handing it over to Khloe. "Thankyou."

"Tonight, you only need add a thimble full to his wine" Gaia instructed and Khloe nodded her understanding.

Cisco continuing in whispers wanted to reassure her. "I think your plan is brilliant. We have all played out part just like you asked, just as you planned it. Okay, I agree I messed up my part but it turned out okay, sort of...just about..."

"Indeed, Cisco, I think the academic life suits you. You seem more confident and it has only been two weeks. Has it been good?"

Cisco grinned madly and nodded emphatically wanting desperately to tell his two lovers just how amazing his first two weeks with Aedesius had been. The things he had taught him in bed, the things he had done to him, those intense feelings of having another man make love to you. He wanted to say how much it meant to him that he could now enrol as a formal student and begin his lessons. Cisco was high on life and he knew he owed it all to Khloe and her plan. If she asked anything of him right now he would have done it.

She took the flask and returned to the bed. "I know what I have to do. He'll be here very soon, I want you to go, stay safe and if I fail look after each other please."

Gaia cried silently, the tears streaming down her cheeks. Cisco nodded and took Gaia back through the drapes and they were gone.

Quickly, Khloe took one of the many bottles of wine Baal had sent to the room for the night and opened it filling a goblet. She slowly poured out a small amount of liquid from the flask and swirled it into the wine placing the goblet on the nightstand and the flask beneath the bed. Then she waited.

She heard Baal before she saw him. His loud voice penetrated the room as he dismissed the guard outside before unlocking the door and striding in. He looked over at the bed and attempted a smile. His bride was sitting on the edge of the mattress still in her wedding gown. She smiled back.

"Welcome back my husband" Khloe remarked "I've been waiting for you". Baal watched her silently. She stood up. Immediately he could now see that she had removed all clothing except the satin gown. He watched as it draped across her small chest and falling between her legs hugging her soft mounds. "Why don't you relax a little and let me help you out of that uniform my lover." Khloe walked over to him keeping eye contact with him. She begun to unlace his decorated shoulder plates and let them fall to the ground. She reached up and unbuttoned his tunic. Moving down she quickly removed his leg braces and sandals leaving just his tunic. Slowly she lifted his tunic from his waist over his head. Baal grabbed at her pulling her in close pressing his naked mass against her slender body. "Take me my lover. I want your general inside me". Baal reached down pressed his hand against her pussy and leaned closer to speak.

He breathed over her neck and his lips touched her ear as he spoke softly "You are mine to command. I will have you any way I want. I will have you all night. My cock will fuck your virgin pussy, fucking you so hard. And when your pussy is ruined I will start on your tight ass and by morning you won't be able to walk." He felt her start to tremble and quiver next to his skin. "Good, you should be afraid of me. Now dance for me and take off your dress slowly."

Khloe backed off slowly still trembling. She crossed to the nightstand and took the goblet of wine. "Anything you say my lord" she said handing it over to him, he seemed to approve of her submissive gesture and took the wine. Immediately she stepped back and as directed began to dance. Slowly, and still shaking she moved her hands over her satin dress caressing her frame, she moved her fingers across her breast, down her hips, tracing her pussy. She swayed gently to the music that drifted up from the wedding party never taking her eyes off Baal as he began to drink his wine watching her closely. Khloe took hold of her hem and lifted the dress slowly, first revealing her slim legs, rising up over her hips revealing her pink lips. She continued to sway gently as she brought it up to her chest stopping briefly before exposing her small mounds slowly. Baal looked hungrily at her whilst swigging back his wine. Finally she lifts it over her head, letting it fall to the ground.

Baal moved over to the bed placing the empty goblet down, beckoning Khoe to join him. Slowly she moves up the bed on all fours along his body. She reaches his engorged cock. She sees know that his threat to ruin her pussy is not just bragging but a real possibility. The cock is not so long but thick beyond she had seen, not even sure if she could get her fist all the way around the rigid pole. He points expectantly at his cock waiting for her to service it. Delaying further she wriggles her hips over his thighs and presses her pussy against his pelvis working slowly towards his tumescent cock. Siting over his body she begins to inch closer thinking of ways to pleasure him but holding off from fucking him, if that was even possible. Khloe reached out her hand to start a gentle and ever so slow massage but froze suddenly as she realised he was no longer watching her. His eyes where closed and his head fell across the pillow. Khloe didn't dare move. Finally, courage found her. She prodded the lump of flesh beneath her. Softly at first then jabbing him harder. No sound. No movement. She had done it. With a deep breath Khloe shot of the bed. She grabbed two of wine bottles and ran to the balcony emptying the contents over the bushes. She repeats this twice collecting the empty bottles by the bed before sitting down on a chair. It took some time for her breathing to return to normal, her thoughts racing, fear churning her stomach, eventually she fell asleep.

Bottles clashed and rolled on the cold stone floor and Khloe woke with alarm. Baal stumbled at the bedside clutching his head having kicked over the empties. "FUCK" he yelled wincing at his own volume for once. Khloe said nothing. Baal looked over at the empty bottles and looked over to his wife. "feels like a camel just kicked me in the head. But OH, we did get through a lot last night I see".

"Yes my lord." Khloe quickly interrupted "You drank all night until day break, we didn't stop making love until the birds song filled the morning air"

"ENOUGH" Baal growled, her words worsening his headache. Just then Khloe stood up and walked over to attend her husband. Khloe stooped over in pain, clutching her crotch, dragging her feet. Baal took notice and laughed. "That's it. You know when you've been fucked by Baal hey? I own your pussy and ass now" Baal tried to laugh but thought better of it and nursed his head. Khloe helped him to his feet and collected his uniform for him. Once dressed Baal explained that he was leaving immediately as his campaign in the east would begin in two days and his troops were already massing and waited on his arrival to take them into battle. He added that Khloe didn't not want for anything and only had to ask the guard and pressed firmly on her that she didn't even need to leave the complex as everything would be got for her. Khloe nodded in agreement. Finally Khoe picked up the unusual flask Baal had not yet seen.

"An old family recipe my lord. My wedding gift to you. My mother always made this for my father before he went off to war when he was younger. She said it would give him great strength and stamina on the battle field. Baal was about to object at the mere thought of him not being the strongest and fiercest soldier on the field when his head throbbed even harder and said nothing instead taking the bottle from Khloe putting it in his belt. "Be back soon my love..." Her words trailed off as Baal shut the door behind without even saying goodbye to his new wife.

Khloe slumped down on the bed daring to breathe and relax finally. Had she done it. Was her part of the plan complete? Khloe fell fast asleep dreaming of freedom.

6

One week later Khloe stood at the entrance of her home receiving a long line of guests, each one gently shaking her hand and speaking softly to her. Khloe bowed her head and nodded to each as they past.

Eventually, Khloe saw the line dissipate as the last few guests were received and quickly headed off in the other direction. She entered a room at the back of the house and shut the door firmly behind her. She moved into the room and looked at her own special guests. There, waiting for her stood Cisco, Aedesius, Gaia and Leonidas, all beaming at her.

"I told you I had a plan" she said with a wry smile. They all laughed.

"I'm a bit confused. How did you know it would go the way it did?" Cisco added somewhat bemused.

"I didn't know for sure. But I had each of you to help. I promised you all. Gaia, I promised one day I would free you. Cisco, I promised to save you from Baal. And I even promised Leon would be helped and even gave a promise to me too.

"Cisco while our plan didn't go as expected, none of this would have happened if Aedesius hadn't take you for his own. I'm so glad you did."

"It was my honour, my lady" Aedesius gave a little bow and Cisco looked more confused.

"So, Gaia your family recipe, the potion saved me from the worst night of my life. You both bravely came to my rescue that night. But the morning after I still needed him to be convinced or none of this would have worked. He believed everything and even his sore head from the potion meant he was certain to take the rest of it before battle believing it to be a restorative. His fate was sealed. Three days later, the army returned announcing the loss of General Baal who 'stumbled on the battle field a glancing blow from an enemy sword proved fatal'. Their humiliating defeat saw a hasty retreat and an end to Baal's campaign in the east and the end of him. In a moment I will have to join the funeral party but I wanted to be sure you knew how much you all mean to me. It is only because Baal was my husband and even for one night only he believed the marriage was consummated, I'm sure he bragged to every soldier he met on the way to the battle. I am his only family. The senior councilmen agreed yesterday my right to his personal fortune. So I stand before you the wealthiest woman in Greece. But my promises are not all fulfilled. What good is a fortune if my friends are not free and I do not get something for myself. I have instructed the council that in honour of Baal a new academy be built. This new academy will be mine so naturally it will become the first ever school for girls and boys. Naturally it will be a residential school, with mixed dormitories" she gave a little wink to her awe struck friends. "Gaia I promised you freedom. You are of course welcome to enrol at the school, if you want to still be with me of course." Gaia just grinned. "of course this is all just selfish of me, I want Cisco and Gaia with me forever. My two lovers, I must have you both. Sadly, the social classes being what they are I cannot formally be with either of you however...Aedesius, since Cisco is bound to you I would like to offer you the job of Principal. I do hope you take the offer as it is only fitting since you are to be my next husband." Each of them looked at one another stunned and confused. "You see, Aedesius is the only one of you closest in status to my own with whom a second marriage would not be considered unusual. I'm just pleased that you are as hot as Cisco described you." Cisco blushed. "It will ensure Cisco and I can be together since you are bound to him. Finally, Leon, I have no doubt Cisco has told you we want to try and help you. I hope you come to our school, I'm sure you will find it both safe and stimulating." Now Leon blushed harder than Cisco.

Gaia, Cisco, Aedesius and Leon looked on at Khloe with huge admiration and awe. Today they saw her become a tower of strength and a fierce ally not the playful young girl trapped by her family and sex they knew before. She was willing to kill for them and they loved her for it.

Khloe smiled back appreciatively and returned to the funeral party to play the part of the grieving widow once more.

The end.