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Another day, he thought. When you are older. If Glaucus doesn’t object by then.
    Skaia practically ran to the bench with the towels and brought them to Thaddeus. He knelt to rub the soft fabric on the man’s legs and buttocks, and watched Thaddeus dry his own chest and back. Hesitantly, the boy moved to the front of the master’s body, and very, very carefully dried the erect cock and swollen balls.
    When the boy was done with wiping him, Thaddeus wrapped a towel around his hips and, without saying a word, he walked back toward the bedroom.
    Looking around the bathing room, Skaia wondered if he was expected to clean it, but Thaddeus was calling him impatiently. Picking up his discarded tunic, Skaia quickly followed.
    Once back in the bedroom, Thaddeus motioned him closer, took away his tunic and stared openly at the youngster. Then he pulled off his own towel, and wiped Skaia’s body dry. “Get in bed.”
    Skaia looked up at him, thinking he had misunderstood, hoping he did. But in the next moment, Thaddeus made it clear, pulling the boy forward abruptly and pushing him towards the bed. Skaia climbed in, feeling himself tremble. Would Thaddeus do what the men in the pictures did… push his penis in him? “Master, please no hurt me,” he begged.
    Thaddeus looked down and frowned. “Obey me.”
    Lying still, Skaia waited. He was as afraid now as he had ever been. He had seen his mother and father. They came together and joined, but his father had told him only males and females did such things. Skaia knew females were different. He had often watched the animals mate and knew the females had a passage for the males to enter them, and they bore their young from the same place.
    But males did not have such a thing. In the pictures, men seemed to enter boys between their buttocks. He started to shake when Thaddeus climbed onto the bed, and fought not to cry. Thaddeus paid his distress no mind and stroked his body, pausing to pinch the tiny nipples to hardness. More time was spent lower, as Thaddeus handled the small penis and ball sac.
    Skaia was amazed to discover that it was not unpleasant, that he actually enjoyed these strange sensations coursing through him. Still, he was afraid and wanted it all to stop. “No, please, please no,” he whispered.
    Thaddeus pulled back, surprising them both. “Turn over.”
    The small boy obeyed, sure now that his master intended to enter him like the pictures showed. He pulled the bed coverings to his mouth to cover his cries if it should hurt.
    Thaddeus’ hands rubbed the raw marks on the little slave’s back, and Skaia flinched. Then the master’s hands went to his buttocks where they stroked gently, and did not hurt him. Gradually, Skaia relaxed. He did not even notice at first when Thaddeus’ fingers crept between his cheeks, but soon enough he was aware of the pressure against his opening. Every instinct was to escape and he whimpered slightly, but he was determined to remain obedient, and not anger Thaddeus again. To not be whipped again.
    Hearing the low sound, Thaddeus left Skaia’ soft cleft, refraining from actually entering the small body. He felt a little embarrassed by his hesitancy, but as he had told Antius, such a child did not appeal to him. Young men, certainly. Even very young men. But not children. And, he reminded himself, this boy was intended for his son… Glaucus should be the one to take his slave’s virginity.
    He pushed Skaia to lie on his back again and began to stroke the child’s smooth chest. “Do you know, boy, that Castor is your master as well as me?”
    Skaia lifted his head, puzzled. “Not understand. Castor slave, too.”
    Shifting to lean over the youngster, Thaddeus said sternly, “He still has power over you.”
    Skaia cringed and dropped his head back on the bed, wanting to be as far away as possible from the threat that Thaddeus had suddenly become. He understood almost nothing. And words tumbled from his mouth, in his