I cried out, “Please, no!” and then whimpered a repeated, “Please, no,” as the captain penetrated me with a thick finger. With him, there was kissing and whispering words of encouragement and praise in my ear.I was bound again with the roping from the mast and laid near that as the others settled for the night. Gay sex From there, I watched the muscular and battle-scared Greek soldier, magnificent of body, remove his skirt and loin cloth as he advanced on me. He seemed to realize that I was more than a good-looking young man with a yielding hole. “You are something else as well. The ship’s captain tied me to the mast so I would not be.”“So, you were the captain’s catamite, were you?”“No, archontas, just a passenger.”“Just a passenger important enough to try to save above all others? We were set off course in the storm. “Do we want to do that, Spiro? But Cleon also needed someone more sturdy and experienced to use as a party favor for powerful men he was trying to enlist to support him remaining in Athens—and alive.Cleon had a propensity to be too political and for backing the lame horse. The ship’s captain tied me to the mast so I would not be.”“So, you were
