a pronounced foreign accent which is strangely attractive. "You are
Antinous, the Emperor's catamite. I saw you in the procession."
"He is my legal uncle," says Antinous. "Our relations are pure."
"Whatever," says Senusret as if it is of no concern to him. He holds
out his hand and Antinous takes a step nearer, then another and he is
standing over Senusret, breathing in the sharp cinnamon smell of him.
Their hands touch and Antinous is drawn onto the bed beside him.
Senusret's touch is all over his limbs, smoothly stroking him, inflaming
him, and his lips are on his, the tongue probing inside with a gentle
insistence. Antinous can taste the sweet wine that he has been drinking.
The other boy's dark skin is silky smooth, dry and warm to the
touch, and his clothing is loose sothat a single movement allows it to
slip off and instantly he is naked. Antinous struggles with his own tunic
until he too is bare and their unclothed skins touch and slide over each
other producing a charge which, for Antinous at least, is the most
stimulating thing he has ever felt. His penis is engorged, erect and
demanding, probing for somewhere to imbed and Senusret soon provides such
a place as he takes its full length into his warm, moist mouth.
Antinous gasps at the intense pleasure, thrusts with his body and
ejaculates immediately - it is his first time with another partner.
Senusret copes with the flow professionally.
Then he says, in his strangely accented Greek. "There you needed
that! Now we will drink a little wine and then start again - and this
time take it slowly