Nicholas sighed and pulled against the restraints again, growing tired of being confined. The agony in his groin had lessened somewhat as he was left on his own. <Just as well, since I can't do anything about that either,> he thought with a frustrated sigh. He felt a slight ache from his ass when he shifted slightly. Pulling his legs up next to him, he leaned his ribs against the intricately carved wooden slab that served as the bed's headboard and waited.
It had been almost half an hour since Basil had left him here. Almost half an hour since he had experienced that strange new way of having sex. It was demeaning... exciting... painful... and pleasantly erotic. Just thinking about it was causing a growing surge of excitement to rise in him. He squirmed on the bed again.
Nicholas looked up when a whisper of sound heralded the approach of someone approaching. A body moved through the shadows, first opening, then closing the bedroom door. He heard the latch drop then the sound of the door being locked. He wasn't surprised when the Roman, Lucius, walked into the dimly lit room.
Nicholas watched the general walk over to the large table set against the wall. Basil had brought a small bowl of fruit, as well as a large pitcher and two goblets and set them on the table shortly after he confined Nicholas in the room.
The general picked up a goblet and poured some wine into it. Raising the glass, Nicholas saw him look over the rim of the goblet as he took a sip. Lowering it, he picked a few grapes from the bowl and with goblet in hand, approached the bed.
"I hope you are feeling somewhat refreshed," Lucius inquired as he slipped a grape into his mouth. Chewing slowly, he waited as Nicholas tried to decide how to answer.
If he defied this Roman, he knew his life wouldn't be worth a hill of beans. On the other hand, he just couldn't give in. It went against his nature to let anyone rule him like this man, his "master", wanted to do. He sighed and decided to wait. He wouldn't make a choice until he absolutely had too.
"I feel fine," Nicholas replied softly, not meeting the Roman's eyes
At firm hand quickly shot out and grasped him by the chin. With his head forced up, he looked at this Roman, eye to eye. "Nicholas. What you went through was a lesson; a lesson I hope you took to heart." Releasing his hold, Lucius dropped his hand and continued, "There are many such pleasurable things you could learn, if you'd only submit." Lucius raised his hand and caressed the side of Nicholas' face with the back of his hand.
Suddenly that same hand balled into a fist and struck Nicholas on the mouth. The suddenness of the blow drove a gasp of pain out of the young barbarian. He licked at the trickle of blood that started to run down the side of his mouth before he turned surprised eyes back to the looming Roman.
"Or you can be stubborn and learn all the lessons rebellion will teach you." Nicholas couldn't quite control the sudden flinch that ran through him when Lucius reached for him again. He remained silent, enduring the petting, until the Roman moved back to the refreshment table. He felt a twinge run out from his groin at the resumption of the game.
Lucius asked with his back still turned, "Are you hungry? Or maybe thirsty?" Looking over his shoulder, he waited for a response from the silent, naked form sitting on the bed.
Setting his own goblet down, Lucius picked up a small bunch of grapes, then poured some wine into the other goblet and carried everything over to the bed. He deposited the grapes on the nearby table and sat down on the bed near Nicholas. "I know you must be thirsty. It's been quite some time since you last had any sustenance." Leaning the goblet up to the young man's mouth, Lucius insisted, "Drink."
Nicholas carefully watched the Roman general over the rim of the goblet. He wasn't sure what game was beginning, but he needed to be prepared. Even though his thirst was screaming at him, he only allowed himself a couple of quick swallows. A small amount of wine ran down his chin and onto his chest when he pulled back from the goblet.
Lucius pulled the goblet away when he saw Nicholas draw away. Setting the glass on the nearby table, he took the slave's chin in his hand and brushed his thumb across the cut running from the side of the bound man's mouth. "You'll be fine."
Reaching for his goblet, Lucius took a slow sip, savoring the excellent red wine as he sat on the bed looking at the handsome face of the slave. A germ of an idea occurred to him as he watched the slow stream of spilled wine run down the young slave's neck and chest. He slowly grinned and moved a little closer to Nicholas.
Staring at the goblet in his hands, the Roman said, "It's an excellent vintage, don't you think?" He placed the goblet back on the table and broke off a handful of grapes from the bunch. With the slave's gaze on him, he held up the fruit and said, "It's amazing what can be done with a few grapes."
Moving closer still, Lucius murmured, "It sustains us and provides us with drink." He placed a grape in front of Nicholas' mouth and gently rubbed it against his lips, urging the barbarian to take the juicy fruit. When the slave opened his mouth, Lucius smiled slightly and pushed the grape in. Taking another, he added, "So many pleasures can be derived from this simple fruit." Looking Nicholas in the face, he watched him chewing for a moment, then said, "Let me show you one of them."
Leaning toward the bound man, Lucius brought the grape up to the slave's chest and squeezed, letting the dainty fruit drip its juices upon Nicholas' left breast and nipple. Leaning his head down, Lucius began to slowly lick across the skin. His tongue covered the area all round the nipple, making smaller and smaller circles, until he finally fastened his mouth onto that small nub, suckling and running his tongue over it. When he drew his teeth across the hard point, he heard a sharp gasp escape from the slave.
Rising from his ministrations, he reached for another grape and covered the left collarbone area with the squeezed grape. He lowered his head back to the body of his slave, tasting the sweetness of the fruit and the saltiness of Nicholas.
Lucius went through several grapes before he looked up and noticed that the barbarian had leaned his head back against the wall, which gave Lucius better access to the areas around the slave's neck and shoulder. The Roman smiled to himself and reached for another grape when he noticed Nicholas' eyes were slit and he had begun to breath harder; an encouraging sign of the young man's growing arousal.
Raising his other hand, Lucius began to stroke across Nicholas' right breast as he squeezed the grape across the left side of the slave's throat and shoulder. Starting at the collarbone, he lasciviously licked his way up, until he was kissing and licking under the strong jaw, all the while his other hand continued stroking across skin and lightly teasing Nicholas' nipple until it was hard. He continued up the throat and across the chin with his tongue until he finally covered the partially open mouth with his own.
Lucius traced the other's lips with his tongue, until Nicholas opened his mouth enough to allow his master's entry. Lucius lavished his attention on those luscious lips, tasting and stroking the inside of Nicholas' mouth with enthusiasm. He felt more than heard the soft rumble of sound as it rose from the barbarian's chest in response to all the stimulation.
Nicholas was torn. The excitement rising within him was a teasing reminder of what had happened earlier. The pleasurable things that had been done to him were still fresh in his mind. But to just give in! Could he really do that!
He felt the Roman shifting closer, felt the hands as they began to move across his body, while the mouth moved closer to his own. When he felt the tongue teasing his lips, urging him to open his mouth; he complied, still not sure what he was going to do as this progressed further.
After a short while, Nicholas felt the need for air and broke away from the demanding kiss the general was lavishing on him. Panting, he turned his head partially away and laid it against the wall. He felt Lucius' breath when he leaned his head near Nicholas' ear and said, "It's a hard decision, isn't it? To give up control, even for all the pleasure you know that surrender will bring. Or to fight -- though you know what the enviable outcome of that choice will be." One more long lick up his throat, then the general sat back.
Glancing toward his captor, Nicholas watched as the Roman stood up and began to remove his clothing. He felt another strong twinge race through him as he remembered the sensations that had worked through him earlier in the day. His shaft quickly thickened again, straining against the cock strap confining it.
Laying the last of his clothing on a nearby chair, Lucius turned back to the bed, only to notice the young slave watching him. The uncertainty in his blue eyes contrasted with the stiff cock rising from his groin.
Lucius sensed if he plowed in, forcing the issue, demanding instant obedience and complete compliance to his every wish, the slave would probably balk and begin to fight back. He had noticed what the carrot approach had accomplished with this particular slave earlier in the day. Approaching the bed, Lucius decided he wanted to experience that response from this slave too.
Sitting down on the bed, he reached up to the leash and pulled it loose from the bed. As Nicholas tried to squirm a little closer to the headboard, Lucius tapped the young man lightly on the thigh and said, "Move down a bit." When the young man froze, Lucius controlled his sudden flare of anger. "Move down the bed," he repeated, pulling on the leash to help spur the man into action.
The slave flinched in surprise, then quickly maneuvered himself further down the bed. "That's fine. Now lie down." When the slave had settled onto his back, he looped the leash around the intricately carved slat that made up his headboard and tied it securely. Settling himself into a comfortable position, he drew his hands sensuously down Nicholas' outstretched arms, across his tensed shoulders and continued down the broad chest. Smiling in pleasure, he was going to enjoy the exploration of the magnificent body stretched out before him.
Lucius raised his head from his slave's chest as muttered sounds of pleasure were heard. He tried to glance at Nicholas' face, but the man had his head thrown back into the pillows, while his hands were wrapped in a death grip on the rope tying him to the bed. He seemed to be completely engulfed in the passion coursing through his body,
Returning to his activities of a minute ago, Lucius slowly worked his mouth down the slim frame until he had reached the groin. He looked at the enormous cock as it stood stiff and ready for him to use. He ran his fingers down its side before grasping it at the base. A garbled sound floated by at the first touch of his hand to the sensitive flesh. He shifted himself around until he was lying on his left side, his own swollen shaft laying across Nicholas' lower leg and slid his mouth down on the large glans.
He felt Nicholas tense when he began to slowly stroke up and down, his salvia providing plenty of lubrication. Lucius heard a quick breath taken when he stroked the head carefully, wrapping his lips around it and applying a strong suction before he gently moved back down the swollen penis. He played with the large cock, licking and tasting to his heart's content, while the young slave rapidly lost what little control he had.
"Please... please," Nicholas pleaded. He didn't think he could endure much more. He *needed* to come, badly!
When Lucius heard Nicholas beg for his release, then he knew it was time to proceed. He moved closer to the man's head and leaned down to grab a kiss from the panting young slave. He felt Nicholas throw himself wholeheartedly into the kiss, demanding much more as he violently thrust his tongue into Lucius' willing mouth.
Lucius broke from the kiss this time, very pleased at the responses coming from the young slave. Reaching for an elbow, he said, "Turn over Nicholas. It's time to move on to something else," as he helped his slave to turn onto his stomach. With a groan, Nicholas settled against the bed as Lucius began to run his hands across the broad back and slim buttocks.
"Please, I need to come..." Nicholas whispered, as more waves of pain/delight swept through him at the touches on his body.
"Soon, Nicholas. Very soon. But first, you must give me something," Lucius interrupted, soothing him as another groin was dragged out of the slave by the hands stroking across his buttocks.
"All right, open your legs," Lucius instructed Nicholas, patting him on the inside of his thigh. When he didn't move right away, Lucius coaxed, "Come on, if you want your turn, then open your legs."
As Nicholas shifted his legs apart, Lucius moved between them and knelt upon his legs. He stroked his hand up and down the parted crack in Nicholas' buttocks, brushing against the large scrotum before traveling back up to the puckered ass hole.
Not content with this position, he mumbled, "This won't do," then reached down and grasped the slave by his hips. "Come on, Nicholas. Rock forward onto your knees."
"I can't..." replied the muffled voice.
Reaching forward, he untied the rope from the headboard and let it hang loose. Pulling on Nicholas' waist in encouragement, Lucius firmly instructed, "Yes, you can. Now, grab hold of the headboard and rock forward."
The General watched as the muscles rippled across the slave's shoulders when the man heaved himself up. He kept a firm hold on the slender waist, holding Nicholas steady until he found his balance. "Excellent!" he whispered, making carefully adjustments to Nicholas' position, then scooted forward to begin.
Running his hands across both of the slave's hips, Lucius leaned his face forward and dragged his tongue across the flesh between the large, scrotum and the tight opening. He felt a shudder move through Nicholas at the new sensation, then another one repeated when the tongue moved higher, dragging across his anus. Feeling his own surging needs, Lucius replaced his tongue with a wet finger.
<Too much!!> his mind screamed, as several inarticulate sounds rumbled out of him. Nicholas closed his eyes and dropped his head as several waves of intense pressure moved up from his groin to flood his mind. <Too much!!!> his body screamed, when the wet finger pushed against his anus, forcing itself slowly inside.
He felt the burning from the tight muscles as the finger began to move in and out. Trying to relax, Nicholas felt another cry burst from him as that finger gently rolled against the tight ring surrounding it. He *needed* his release. After all the building and all the play, he couldn't take much more.
Another finger joined the first, flexing against the complaining flesh. He waited for the pain to numb to pleasure as the fingers continued to work in and out, pushing and rotating as they worked to loosen his anus. Then maybe this Roman would let him have his turn!
Nicholas wasn't ready when the fingers turned and brushed against that particular pleasure spot in his rectum. "Aarrhh!" he exclaimed when the spasm, which was stronger than the ones he had experienced earlier in the day, washed through him.
"Oh, did that feel good?" Lucius asked, teasing the trembling form in front of him. He brushed his free hand up between Nicholas' legs and began stroking the barbarian's large cock as he patiently worked his fingers in and out.
Nicholas felt the fingers slipping out of him as another wave of passion flooded his mind. Rational thought was rapidly deserting him as wave after wave of sensual pleasure flooded through him. By the time the Roman rose up behind him and brushed his cock against Nick's tingling flesh, he was more than ready. He felt his ass flare up in pain, then quickly subside as the Lucius' large cock slipped inside. Once the head of the cock slid in, Nicholas felt the added pressure as the Roman began working himself slowly deeper. It wasn't very long before he felt the brush of the general's pubic hairs rubbing against his skin.
After the burning and pain eased, another desire began to assert itself, urging him to match the rhythm Lucius was using as he stroked his penis into his ass. He carefully began to rock, thrusting back as the big cock pushed in. The feelings rising from the motion were delicious; they were erotic; they were driving him wild!! Each stroke forced a moan of ecstasy out of him as they drove toward fulfillment.
Lucius closed his eyes and luxuriated in the feelings he was getting from this fucking. Galerius was right. Nicholas *was* deliciously tight! The sensations rising from his shaft as the narrow canal squeezed him were driving him swiftly toward his climax. Not wanting to end this, he pulled out of the slave.
"No! Please don't leave me like this again!" Nicholas pleaded as he threw his head back to try and look at his master.
"Shhh, it's all right. I'm not finished yet," Lucius soothed, stroking the sweat coated back. He realized he had to let Nicholas have his orgasm this time. If he didn't obtain any fulfillment soon, it would conceivably ruin him for future encounters.
Lucius coaxed Nicholas to lay back down and helped him onto his back. He leaned toward the small table next to the bed and pulled a small dagger from its hiding place. Grasping the small knife, Lucius carefully examined the cock straps Severus had wrapped around the slave's genitals. Locating the spot he needed to cut to release the strap, the General eased himself between the spread thighs and reinserted his cock into the tight anus.
A growl of desire broke from both men as Lucius began to thrust. He could feel his orgasm quickly regaining its intensity as he drove them both toward a massive climax. He leaned down and kissed Nicholas, thrusting his tongue in the willing mouth as he thrust his penis into the willing flesh. They dueled with their tongues, massaging each other as Lucius sensually ran his hands up the bound arms of his lover. Breaking from the kiss, he trailed kisses across the smooth face as he wound his hands into the disheveled, blond hair. He heard the heavy panting from the young slave as he continued to plunge his rigid cock into Nicholas' ass.
Lucius felt his climax as it tottered on the edge. Balancing more of his weight on his legs, he slowed his thrusts just long enough to cut through the constricting leather, freeing Nicholas' genitals. He dropped the knife to the floor and quickly began to vigorously pound into the body beneath him.
Lucius leaned down and ran his hands back into the long, blond hair as he felt the first spasm hit the slave. He wasn't surprised when a moment later Nicholas arced up against him and screamed as he experienced the pain from all the blood flowing through his freed genitals and the pleasure as the barbarian finally gained his release. When another spasm hit, he could feel the first spray of Nicholas' cum shooting into the space between their bodies.
Yet another spasm shook the young body. That sensation, added to the wonderful feelings radiating out of his groin, pushed Lucius over the edge. He covered Nicholas' mouth with his own as he released his own load of semen deep within the young man. They dueled with their tongues and sucked on each other's mouths while both their bodies shook with the intensity of their climaxes.
LaCroix started awake, the dream still very much a part of his thoughts. What had awakened him? He lay very still with his eyes closed and extended his senses through the room. Nothing.
Suddenly the soft sound of displaced air filled the room and Nicholas was standing by the couch. LaCroix could feel the aroused state his son was in. <Well, well...> he thought as he slowly opened his eyes to look upon his son. Amber hued eyes gazed back.
When another spike of Nicholas' growing arousal arced across their link, LaCroix mumbled, "Maybe a carrot will work here as well as in my dream," as he pulled himself into a seated position on the couch. Looking back at Nicholas, he noticed the swirling tension, as well as the curiosity that had pulled his son home.
"Nicholas, why don't you get something to drink and join me," LaCroix softly said. "I expect we'll find *something* to discuss."
Finis
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