Art by HE THONG

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Patroclus has just come back from a raid on the Western rebel territories, while Achilles commanded an incursion to the East.  They have captured several soldiers from the enemy hosts, who must be immediately delivered to the King's officials to be then sent to the slave market. The two warriors, however, steal a moment for an ardent kiss, anticipating a night of wild passion in the blond demigod's tent. 

Achilles knows very well that, when he takes a nap under the sun, prince Patroclus seats silently on his abdominals, mesmerized by the view of the mountain of pulsating flesh of his penis. However, it is only rarely that the young giant allows his erastes to masturbate him. On those occasions, the little man wraps all his muscles around the towering erection but, to his vexation and in spite of his vigorous movements, he is not able to lead Achilles to climax without the help of a giant fist. Achilles likes to lick the thick jets of his own semen that have landed on Patroclus’ torso. Being a man who likes women, however, he never touches his teacher’s penis, especially if it is erect. On the other hand, he enjoys helping Patroclus in and out one of his slaves’ anus, until the erastes is finally relieved.

  Having been recently appointed erastes -a kind of tutor- to young Achilles, the exiled prince Patroclus has realized that he is hopelessly in love with his eromenos -the pupil. The casual way in which the 20-cubit giant handles him almost as a girl’s doll, in spite of his authority as a teacher and their age difference, arouses Patroclus as much as the mere contemplation of Achilles’ colossal body. Definitely, Achilles likes women, but he is not indifferent to his erastes ’ feelings. He returns the passionate kisses that Patroclus -with the whole face buried between the enormous lips- leaves on the tip of his tongue.  From time to time, when Patroclus yields to the urge of worshipping Achilles’ navel or nipples, the pupil playfully massages his teacher’s little but muscular body at the most sensible spots.  (to be continued)