buttocks and drove into his tight, welcoming ass. “You think I’d give this up for a mere woman? Think again.”
“Then why, Master? Why take a mate at all?” Antonio held himself steady for Romulus’ slow, deep thrusts, letting out a little sigh when Romulus reached down, curled the fingers of one hand around his slender cock and began a rhythmic motion.
“We live on Obsidion now. It’s expected that I will mate and produce heirs. As much as I enjoy this …” He thrust harder, faster, keeping up the pace with his hand on his lover’s cock. “As much as I love you, I don’t delude myself into believing you could help me ensure my immortality.”
Romulus felt his climax coming, the boiling up of heat low in his belly, the urgency building. “Come now, slave.” Tonight he wanted Antonio to release with him. “I promise the love I feel for you will never change.”
* * * * *
Later in their massive bed, Romulus lay against the pillows, Antonio held tightly against his chest. Sated, he ran one hand over the slave’s golden scalp and smooth, muscular throat, stopping briefly to circle his nipples with a finger before moving lower and finding the thick cock ring that was Antonio’s pride and joy. “Do you remember when I gave you this?” he asked lazily.
“Yes, Master.”
It had been the week of Romulus’ fifteenth birthday, after he’d been pierced and presented with the platinum cock jewelry he’d worn since that time. The following week, knowing his slave had been envious yet fearful of defying the Aurelonian law that forbid the piercing of body slaves, Romulus had bought the gold ring and presented it to Antonio. The slave had worn it ever since, surrounding his slender cock and low-hanging testicles. “I’ve always loved the way it makes your flesh stand out for me.”
“I know. That’s why I never take it off.”
Romulus gave his lover’s cock an affectionate squeeze. “We’ve been together a long time. I find it hard to believe you worry just because I plan to take a mate.”
“Have you ever had a woman, Master?”
“No.” On Aurelion, decent men did not fuck women. “You know that back home such things were forbidden.”
“But here? You have access to hundreds of female slaves. I’ve often wondered—”
“Cease this idiocy. I do not mix business with pleasure. I have never contemplated sampling the wares in my emporiums, either female or eunuch. Get it through your head. I will mate with the Obsidion woman to produce heirs and satisfy expectations of my fellow businessmen on this planet where we’ve made our home. Not because I have any desire to fuck her or anyone else—only you.”
Antonio turned and met his gaze. “I thank you for saying that, Master, but I believe you may be deluding yourself. No, please say no more, I will try to hide my distress.”
After Antonio drifted off to sleep, Romulus lay beside him and gazed through the skylight at Obsidion’s famous glowing moons. He couldn’t help wondering if he’d made a mistake, if he’d be sorry for trying to fit in with the people of the Pleasure Planet where he’d made his home and his fortune.
Chapter One
Nearly a year later
“What will become of me?” Antonio asked, his expression clouded as he attended Romulus at his bath in preparation for his mating ceremony.
“For the sake of all the gods in the universe, quit whining.” Occasionally Romulus thought the Aurelonian physician who had turned his personal slave into a virtual duplicate of himself had done a faulty job, especially at times like this, when Antonio seemed so…needy. “Just because I’m taking a mate does not mean I intend to dispense with you.”
Romulus and Antonio had grown up together. They had shared every milestone, every dream, since Antonio had been given to Romulus and modified in his image on the occasion of Romulus’ attaining puberty.
It had always puzzled Romulus that here in his adopted homeland, the
“Then why, Master? Why take a mate at all?” Antonio held himself steady for Romulus’ slow, deep thrusts, letting out a little sigh when Romulus reached down, curled the fingers of one hand around his slender cock and began a rhythmic motion.
“We live on Obsidion now. It’s expected that I will mate and produce heirs. As much as I enjoy this …” He thrust harder, faster, keeping up the pace with his hand on his lover’s cock. “As much as I love you, I don’t delude myself into believing you could help me ensure my immortality.”
Romulus felt his climax coming, the boiling up of heat low in his belly, the urgency building. “Come now, slave.” Tonight he wanted Antonio to release with him. “I promise the love I feel for you will never change.”
* * * * *
Later in their massive bed, Romulus lay against the pillows, Antonio held tightly against his chest. Sated, he ran one hand over the slave’s golden scalp and smooth, muscular throat, stopping briefly to circle his nipples with a finger before moving lower and finding the thick cock ring that was Antonio’s pride and joy. “Do you remember when I gave you this?” he asked lazily.
“Yes, Master.”
It had been the week of Romulus’ fifteenth birthday, after he’d been pierced and presented with the platinum cock jewelry he’d worn since that time. The following week, knowing his slave had been envious yet fearful of defying the Aurelonian law that forbid the piercing of body slaves, Romulus had bought the gold ring and presented it to Antonio. The slave had worn it ever since, surrounding his slender cock and low-hanging testicles. “I’ve always loved the way it makes your flesh stand out for me.”
“I know. That’s why I never take it off.”
Romulus gave his lover’s cock an affectionate squeeze. “We’ve been together a long time. I find it hard to believe you worry just because I plan to take a mate.”
“Have you ever had a woman, Master?”
“No.” On Aurelion, decent men did not fuck women. “You know that back home such things were forbidden.”
“But here? You have access to hundreds of female slaves. I’ve often wondered—”
“Cease this idiocy. I do not mix business with pleasure. I have never contemplated sampling the wares in my emporiums, either female or eunuch. Get it through your head. I will mate with the Obsidion woman to produce heirs and satisfy expectations of my fellow businessmen on this planet where we’ve made our home. Not because I have any desire to fuck her or anyone else—only you.”
Antonio turned and met his gaze. “I thank you for saying that, Master, but I believe you may be deluding yourself. No, please say no more, I will try to hide my distress.”
After Antonio drifted off to sleep, Romulus lay beside him and gazed through the skylight at Obsidion’s famous glowing moons. He couldn’t help wondering if he’d made a mistake, if he’d be sorry for trying to fit in with the people of the Pleasure Planet where he’d made his home and his fortune.
Chapter One
Nearly a year later
“What will become of me?” Antonio asked, his expression clouded as he attended Romulus at his bath in preparation for his mating ceremony.
“For the sake of all the gods in the universe, quit whining.” Occasionally Romulus thought the Aurelonian physician who had turned his personal slave into a virtual duplicate of himself had done a faulty job, especially at times like this, when Antonio seemed so…needy. “Just because I’m taking a mate does not mean I intend to dispense with you.”
Romulus and Antonio had grown up together. They had shared every milestone, every dream, since Antonio had been given to Romulus and modified in his image on the occasion of Romulus’ attaining puberty.
It had always puzzled Romulus that here in his adopted homeland, the
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