Orestes and Pylades' bath

Orestes has won the race organized in honor of his arrival in the Kingdom of Phocis, and he and his cousin and lover Pylades are now enjoying a bath. The court is known for its stock of dedicated domestic slaves, taking care of the royal family's hygiene, which is highly valued throughout the country. The people of Phocis, like those in the Kingdom of Mycene and its other allies, value the human body as a temple of their immortal soul and spirit. Especially the beautiful young male body is considered the image of Apollo, the god of beauty and order, to whose honor the great temple in Delphi is dedicated. Because Orestes and Pylades have decided to visit this temple to bring a sacrifice to the god, they want to be cleaned thoroughly from the sweat and dust of the race.

Orestes' gigantic muscular body has already been cleared from most of the sweat on his skin by one of the domestic slaves, using a large golden strigilis, that has been presented personally to him by his uncle, King Strophius, as a welcoming gift. This slave is highly skilled in handling the sharp blade of the strigilis, moving it gently along the curved lines of Orestes' musculature, scraping the sweat from his skin, but leaving his body hair intact. The fresh sweat of the Mycenean prince is carefully preserved as a natural perfume, used as a potent aphrodisiac by some members of the court. Other domestic slaves in the royal household have strict instructions to collect all they can of Orestes' semen, spilled unintentionally during his frequent ejaculations while he sleeps, at one of his playful wrestles, or at a deliberate act to release his sexual tension built up over the day.

Now sharing each other's company in the royal bath, Orestes and Pylades exchange passionate eye contact, while being cleaned by their slaves. While two dedicated slaves scrub Pylades' smooth skin, especially taking care of his private parts and ass, not less than six slaves are taking care of Orestes' magnificent physique. Other slaves keep bringing in amphoras with aromatic oils to pour over their master's bodies, looking in admiration Orestes' stature. Never have they seen a man of his height and musculature, because of which it is said he must be a god or demigod. The fact that their master, prince Pylades, was chosen to be his lover, fills these slaves with pride and excitement. Much is said behind closed doors about the intimate moments the two princes share together. Being able to witness this intimacy and sometimes even be a part of it, definitively is one of the highest privileges a domestic slave can hope for.

The cleaning slaves are highly concentrated in performing their task of scrubbing the bodies of their royal masters. Much attention is given to the broad shoulders and enormous arms and thighs of Orestes, which the slaves keep rubbing and massaging over and over again. After having been fasten up for the race, but now freed again from any restrictions, Orestes' manhood lays relaxed in the hands of a specially selected slave. This particular slave is gently stroking the enormous piece of meat with its soft sponge, while it needs to oppress its impulses to kiss this manly weapon in admiration and worship. The wet skin feels smooth and flexible, the foreskin still neatly covering the perfectly shaped glans. The slave realizes this probably is a moment in itslife as an insignificant servant he will never forget, and will recall in its mind for years to come. What the punishment would be if it actually would kiss this focus of its worship, it doesn't dare to imagine.