Tiburtius had been Sebastians slave since being brought back from Gaul, he had been given his Roman name by Sebastian when he was placed into his household as a gift by Crassus, Sebastians centurion. Rather than being just a slave, Tiburtius had been a favourite of his owner. he was treated by Sebastian as any other member of the household rather than slave.
He waited on his master and dressed him and looked after his every need, years went by and Tiburtius found himself attracted to his master, he bathed him and cosseted him, dressed him naked from the bath. It was then that Tiburtius noticed as they got naked from the bath, his cock was pulsing and becoming erect, Sebastian noticed as Tiburtius dried him, the lad blushed and apologised, but instead of remonstrating him for it, Sebastian took the lads penis in his hand and squeezed it affectionately, this made it rock solid and Sebastian teasing him , drew a few drops of precum from it , The lad moaned and said Stop Stop , Sebastian released his grip and continued drying himself.
Tiburtius went back to his quarters thinking of what had just happened, but knew he was possibly making more of it, he couldn't forget it and he could feel as he thought drops of precum wetting his loin cloth.
He knew that to approach Sebastian, would be suicide, as it was generally known that he was Crassus s favourite, He lay on the bed and undid his loincloth to release his hard erection, he gripped and squeezed it imagining it was Sebastians
He steadily began to massage it while fingering his arse with the other hand, pushing it deeper into his private place till he could hold back no longer and with a groan he ejaculated loads of his young cum all over his chest, and testicles. He was in love he thought as he relaxed after the orgasm.
But it was a love that he could not express as he was a mere slave and his master a favourite of a Centurion. He decided after careful thought he would serve Sebastian in any way he could, care for his every need.
Several weeks later Tiburtius went to carry out his usual tasks for his master in the morning.
He entered Sebastians room and was amazed to find no sign of his master, he searched all the adjoining rooms, the bed hadn't been slept in, and there was no sign of the other servants anywhere. He made his way down to the kitchens which should have been busy at that time of day but were deserted.
He went outside into the courtyard that too was empty. His search was disturbed by the arrival of Crassus, with a grim expression.
Tiburtius asked if he knew where everyone was, Crassus dismounted and in a quiet voice told him his master had been imprisoned by the Emperor for being a Christian.
Tiburtius sensed a tear forming in Crassus s eyes, as he related the events that had led up to it.
Can I come back to the city with you said Tiburtius. Crassus paused and then put the lad on the front of his horse and jumped up behind him, he put his firm hands around him and grasped the reins, pushing his body closer to the lad, still only clad in a loincloth. Tiburtius could feel all the Centurions body close to him and his crotch close to the lads butt cheeks.
As they rode Crassus crotch grinded against the lads bare buttocks, the loincloth had slid thong like just covering his crack, the movement of the horse and the closeness of Crassus, the lad could feel his cock hardening again the tip barely covered by the loincloth.
Crassus was about 40, and his fit body more like that of a 20 year old, the action of the riding and his closeness, Tiburtius felt his hard cock escape from the loincloth and cock and balls became exposed as they rode. Finally they came in to the city and they rode to Crassus s house.
Crassus dismounted and turned to help the lad down and has he jumped down the loincloth fell to the floor exposing his hard cock and plump balls, Crassus smiled and had a good look at the sight, the lad sported a good seven inches of beautiful cock. Crassus bent down and recovered the fallen loincloth, and as he did the lads erect cock brushed his face.
He helped the lad cover himself before he was exposed to any of the handmaids coming out of the Villa. A slave rushed out and said something in a muffled voice to Crassus, when he had gone Crassus explained that Sebastian had been discovered as a Christian by the Emperors spies. He was imprisoned and was destined to be tortured and killed.
Crassus went straight to the court, to see what information he could tactfully glean from his officers. He returned within the hour looking grim, the news was Sebastian was to be taken to the Appian way, stripped and shot to death with arrows.
I must go and see said Crassus, Tiburtius could see from his expression he really cared for his friend. Can I come too. he was my Master. Crassus thought and then gave his consent, he lifted the boy onto his horse and jumped behind him. Crassus explained that they would have to watch from a distance, it would be fatal for them to be too close.
They arrived close to the place of execution which was in a vale just off the road , they climbed through an orchard and vineyard and found a place sufficiently hidden that afforded them a good view.
The soldiers arrived dragging Sebastian behind them, he was naked apart from a loincloth, and they tied him to a tree his arms stretched up around branches.
Then one of the soldiers approached and stripped the loincloth from him, exposing his genitals to the ridicule of the soldiers. They retreated and drew bows and started to shoot at their target. The first ones missed their target, then one hit his thighs just below his genitals, another pierced his upper arm. Tiburtius saw Crassus stiffen and start to weep at the torture of his friend. Still they fired , his shin upper chest all received arrows blood pouring from the wounds. Finally the guy collapsed and fell to the ground.
Crassus pulled Tiburtius away, tears streaming from his eyes, and forgetting himself totally he hugged the lad. Tiburtius felt the firm embrace and looked straight in to the crying eyes. Regaining his composure. he said to the lad you must come home with me, it wont be safe to go back to your masters house, as he is regarded a traitor, you can stay at mine, until you find another place. He still crying put his arm around the lad and squeezed him, then taking one look back at the naked figure on the ground, soldiers spitting on him. He lifted Tiburtius on to his horse and the two rode back to his home together. Feeling the firm groin of Crassus, pressing against his butt, he knew he could submit to what ever Crassus desired of him. (To be continued)
