Chapter 4: The General Pleasure

At the Pyramids of Giza in Egypt, amidst the stunning palaces and majestic royals, a beautiful garden stood out. A magnificent statue of a man adorned with flowers caught the eye. Two military officers from the Pyramids of Giza approached the garden to report to the Prince.

"Prince of the Pyramids of Giza, I've received news that your brother, General Iras, has married the Duke of the Valley of the Kings," one of the officers announced.

The Prince burst into laughter, seemingly incredulous. "Hahaha! Prepare my carriage. I want to visit my dear brother," he said with a sly smirk, as if plotting something.

In the Valley of the Kings, Iras rested in his room, while Hylos entered, "I want to return to my palace General Iras," Hylos said softly and calmly. Iras lay down, ignoring him.

Hylos grew impatient and approached the bed to check if Iras was sleeping. He was startled to see Iras's face reddened and his body scorching hot. Hylos quickly removed the blanket and lifted Iras to take him to the water garden.

Hylos was worried and unsure what to do. "General Iras, wake up! What's wrong?" Iras moaned, seemingly in pain. Hylos stood to call for a doctor, but Iras grasped his hand, preventing him from leaving.

Iras's eyes opened slightly, struggling to see Hylos's face. He smiled weakly and kissed Hylos's hand. Hylos pushed him away, "What's wrong with you? You're disgusting!"

Iras replied, "Yes, I'm disgusting, but it's because of you'Duke Hylos." Hylos's eyes widened, recalling the previous night's events. He stood up abruptly, leaving Iras in the water garden.

After three days, Iras's brother, Prince Rabik of the Pyramids of Giza, arrived at the Valley of the Kings to visit his brother.

Prince Rabik was eager to see Iras, curious about his marriage to Duke Hylos. As he entered the palace, he was greeted by Hylos's servants, who led him to Iras's chambers.

Prince Rabik found Iras resting in his bed, looking a bit pale. "Brother, what's wrong?" Prince Rabik asked, concern etched on his face.

Iras smiled weakly, "Just a bit tired, brother. I'm fine."

Prince Rabik's eyes narrowed, sensing something was amiss. "Is everything okay between you and Duke Hylos?" he asked, his tone gentle but probing.

Rabik's face darkened with anger, suspecting that Hylos might be bullying Iras. He quickly stormed out of the room, determined to find Hylos and confront him.

Rabik's eyes blazed with fury as he searched for Hylos. He wanted to see Hylos's face and demand answers. "Where is Duke Hylos?" Rabik thundered, his voice echoing through the palace corridors.

The servants trembled, pointing him in the direction of the garden. Rabik's long strides devoured the distance, his anger building with each step. He was ready to explode when he finally found Hylos.

As Rabik approached Hylos, he remained calm, seated on a golden throne, holding a goblet of wine. Hylos greeted Rabik with a hint of mockery, "Ah, Prince Rabik. Welcome to my humble abode."

Rabik's eyes narrowed, sensing the sarcasm in Hylos's tone. He clenched his fists, ready to confront Hylos about his suspicions. "Duke Hylos, we need to talk," Rabik said firmly, his voice low and menacing.

"We have nothing to discuss, Prince Rabik," Hylos said calmly, his eyes fixed on Rabik as he sipped his wine.

Rabik's face darkened with anger. "And it's also true what they say about you, Duke Hylos - that you're coveted by all the women here in the Valley of Kings. Can you handle the women of the Pyramids of Giza?" Rabik retorted, his voice dripping with venom.

Hylos burst into laughter, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Not every woman in Egypt catches my attention'Prince Rabik. I have standards."

Rabik's face reddened with rage. "Why did you marry my brother?" he thundered.

Hylos smirked, "Oh, I didn't want to marry your brother. I'm disgusted by him. I, Duke Hylos, was forced to marry that Iras. If he hadn't entered my room, none of this would have happened."

Hylos chuckled, "Am I too handsome? Even men fall for me."

Rabik's anger boiled over, and he punched Hylos in the face. Hylos stumbled, crying out in pain.

Just as Rabik was about to strike again, someone grabbed his hand. It was Iras.

Iras's eyes pleaded with Rabik, "Brother, stop!

Hylos's lip bled, and he seethed with anger, but he couldn't stand up. Iras lifted him, but Hylos growled, "Don't touch me!"

Rabik's face twisted in rage. "Brother, why are you helping this monster?"

Iras replied, "We'll talk later Prince Rabik." He ordered his men to escort Rabik to his quarters.

As Iras carried Hylos, the latter scowled. Iras took Hylos to his room and tended to his wounded face. Hylos winced, his lip throbbing in pain.

"Why are you helping me?" Hylos asked.

Iras replied, "Don't speak; it'only hurt your lip."

Hylos glared at Iras, his heart racing. He quickly looked away, thinking to himself, "Am I crazy? He's a man, and I'm a man...

Iras laid Hylos on the bed to rest, and Hylos soon fell asleep. Iras left the room and went to see Rabik to talk.

Rabik sat on a chair, and just then, there was a knock at the door. He opened it to find Iras standing there.

"Where's that monster now? Is he sleeping off the punch I gave him?" Rabik asked mockingly.

Iras remained calm. "Don't do that again."

Rabik retorted, "He disrespected you."

Iras replied, "Even so, Hylos doesn't know how to defend himself. He's weak. So, please, don't do that again. If someone angry sees how you treated him, they might do the same to him."

Rabik fell silent, pondering Iras's words.

Finally, he asked, "So, you helped him... do you have feelings for Hylos, brother?"

Iras was taken aback, and his eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't answer, so he changed the subject.

"Get some rest, and tomorrow, I'll host a banquet at the palace in your honor."

Iras turned and closed the door, leaving Rabik standing alone.

As night fell, Iras hosted a grand banquet at the palace, attended by royalty and nobles. They feasted, drank, and danced, while Hylos remained in his quarters, unseen.

Iras greeted the arriving guests, including the Queen of the Valley of the Kings. As he approached her, he noticed she seemed distracted, scanning the room as if searching for someone.

"Where is Duke Hylos?" she asked, her brow furrowed in concern.

Iras smiled reassuringly. "Duke Hylos is tired, so he chose not to attend."

The Queen's expression turned skeptical, and she turned away. Iras watched her go, then returned to his duties as host.

As the night wore on, the guests grew more rowdy, with Rabik becoming increasingly intoxicated, surrounded by women from the Valley of the Kings. Iras stood watch, observing the revelry.

A beautiful woman approached him, offering a cup of wine. Iras declined, but the woman persisted, praising his bravery and saying she had long admired him. Iras, moved by her sincerity, accepted the wine and drank.

As the woman departed, Iras considered following her to return the cup, but Rabik, now drunk and boisterous, grasped his arm, stopping him.

Iras's body suddenly reacted, his skin growing hot. He quickly excused himself, leaving the celebration to head to his quarters, seeking to quench his thirst with water.

When Iras entered Hylos's room, he caught Hylos standing by the bed, about to undress. 'hylos had a beautiful body, fair skin, long curly hair, and golden eyes that gazed at him. Hylos's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Iras at the door. Hylos was about to speak when Iras suddenly approached him and pushed him onto the bed. Hylos was frightened.

"What's wrong with you?" Hylos shouted.

Here's the translation:

Iras undressed, and Hylos grew nervous, quickly getting out of bed. But Iras was waiting for him and swiftly lifted him back onto the bed.

Hylos was furious. "Stop it, you disgusting pervert! What do you plan to do?" Hylos's voice trembled with anger and fear.

Iras remained silent, continuing to undress Hylos. Hylos was helpless, overpowered by Iras's strength. He lay down, closing his eyes in fear.

Iras kissed Hylos on the lips, opening his mouth as he grasped Hylos's face. Having undressed Hylos, Iras reached for his hardness below and Hylos let out a stifled moan, shocked and overwhelmed by the grip.

"Ugh, no," Hylos's voice trailed off, barely audible.

Iras finally mounted and he inserted the hardness of Hylos into his ass. Iras's face contorted in pain as his ass struggled to accommodate the intrusion. Meanwhile, Hylos was crying from the extreme tightness of Iras.

"Ah, ah, hah, stop! It's very tight, I can't," Iras's voice strained, his hand grasping of iras abdomen.

Iras continued to move, "Forgive me, I couldn't help it," Iras's weak voice trailed off, as Hylos stared at him with parted lips, moaning. Iras's thrusts quickened.

"Ah, shh," Iras's voice was laced with pleasure and urgency.

"Ah, you're very tight... Stop! Don't move anymore, ugh... Ah, I hate you..." Hylos's voice was filled with anger and resentment.

Meanwhile, Iras had passed out from exhaustion and physical strain, sleeping on top of Hylos's body. Hylos closed his eyes, overwhelmed.