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18+Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema [Public domain], via WikiPaintings


Before I could react, Jafari was kissing up the underside of my cock. He reached the top and pulled back the foreskin to lick the head. Hewa leaned forward to fondle my balls, and I was soon rocking in her arms with the rhythm of her husband’s pulls.

“How delicious you taste Darius,” he said, rubbing my dick against his lips.

All I could do was moan. My breath came out in strangled gasps as he pressed his mouth over my dick, swallowing it to the hilt.

This is an original story, chronicling how three of the characters of my upcoming novelette, The Vampire’s Gallery, met. What you missed can be found here. It’s part of Six Sentence Sunday. Click the link for more awesome stories!
Please note: This is set around 1 BC, and is light when it comes to historical accuracy. I mean, no one’s going to whip out some matches or a PSP, but there are probably details I’ll get wrong.