One day fate decides to smile on Brennus. He’s hunting in the woods when he is almost seen by a group of Roman soldiers returning to their encampment. He hides until they pass, then decides to bathe in the nearby stream. Naked, he finds a mossy rock on which to lie while the sun dries and warms him. It isn’t long before his instincts tell him he isn’t alone. He discovers a soldier watching him and leaps to his feet, ready to fight. But fighting is the last thing Cyprian, the handsome Roman soldier, has on his mind. Over time the men become lovers, finding happiness in a world gone mad. They agree to meet regularly and for a time, they do. Until one day Brennus is captured by the Romans. Where is Cyprian? Didn’t he see his handsome soldier as he was being led into the encampment? Or will he ultimately be betrayed?

His Pagan Love

The blue men looked at each other, obviously bewildered. Then one stuck his spear into the rocks and began using hand gestures. He made the shape of a hut and shrugged. Brennus understood him to be asking where they lived, where they came from, and so he pointed to the south. The man nodded his understanding.


The other two men walked towards Cyprian. Brennus’s heartbeat quickened. He didn’t want to fight, but if they hurt Cyprian, he’d slay them with his bare hands.


Thankfully, he had nothing to worry about. It seemed the men were simply curious. They ran their palms over Cyprian’s thickly haired chest and the smooth skin of his biceps. One clutched Cyprian’s buttocks, while the other gave Cyprian’s cock a squeeze, and their sexual arousal soon became obvious.


One man pulled back Cyprian’s foreskin and made a noise of agreement before he started stroking the hardening shaft.


Chapter 18