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Theokles and His Father
by Kip Hawk (kiphawk@hotmail.com)

***

A father in classical Athens watches his fourteen-year-
old son at wrestling practice, then teaches him a thing 
or two about what made Greece so grand. (Mm, 
adult/teen, ped, inc, 1st, anal, hist)

***

A gymnasium in Athens in the year 428 BCE.

Adastros took a sip of wine from the cup that a slave 
boy had given him as he stood in the covered walkway 
looking onto the palaestra. The portico provided 
Adastros with a perfect view of a group of nude 
adolescent boys who were engaged in wrestling practice. 
Among them was Adastros's youngest son Theokles, who 
had been the reason for the man's visit today. Adastros 
had come to meet with the boy's tutor to hear of his 
educational progress. The teacher had said that 
Theokles was excelling in all subjects, particularly 
music, rhetoric, geometry, and above all, athletics. 
After the conference Adastros decided to stay to 
observe his son in action personally.

Theokles sat with his classmates awaiting his turn at a 
match. He looked up to see his father and gave him a 
big smile. Adastros smiled at his son warmly and then 
turned his attention to the two students who were 
currently competing against each other. Their well-
oiled bodies glistened in the mid-day Mediterranean sun 
while their developing muscles alternatively flexed and 
released as they sought tactical advantage over one 
another. Arms and legs flew about and torsos twisted 
until finally one was bested, and two more ephebes 
stepped up to take their turn. 

Like most of his peers, Adastros understood the beauty 
of the adolescent boy, and had bedded many boys in his 
day, particularly since his wife's death a few years 
earlier during the plague that had devastated Athens. 
Adastros's penis had started to harden as he watched 
the first pair of boys wrestle, and now as the second 
set went at it his meat rose to a full erection and 
caused a noticeable tent in his richly embroidered 
chiton. 

Of course, men were expected to enjoy the spectacle and 
Adastros had no need to hide this obvious sign of his 
appreciation. Most of the boys would in fact be honored 
to be fucked by a man as wise, successful and respected 
as Adastros. Many of Theokles' friends had older lovers 
who mentored them in addition to fucking them, although 
Theokles had not yet himself been introduced to the 
mutual pleasures and virtues of pederastic love.

Adastros called the wine bearer over and gestured for a 
re-fill.

"Thank you, Ganymede," Adastros joked as he playfully 
patted the young boy on his trim butt. The slave smiled 
as he had been trained and bowed respectfully to the 
older man before heading off. Adastros watched the 
nimble little boy scamper away in his skimpy tunic and 
then turned his attention back to the activities in the 
palaestra just in time to see his son step up for his 
turn. Theokles was beautiful to see, certainly one of 
the most handsome in all of the gymnasium. 

At fourteen, his body was nicely developed but still 
boyish, muscular but still sweetly vulnerable and 
vaguely feminine. His buttocks were rock hard and often 
made men do double-takes in the agora. His genitals 
were nicely sized (not too big), and only a few tuffs 
of the hair that would soon mark him as a man had begun 
to sprout around his penis. Adastros had always been 
proud of Theokles, a beautiful, bright, and talented 
youth who seemed to be aglow with the eternal glory of 
the gods that his name proclaimed.

Theokles' opponent was also an attractive boy, and the 
two athletes were the same size and appeared evenly-
matched. As the contest began it became clear that both 
boys were skilled wrestlers and desired victory. This 
was not just a game meant to pass time, rather the two 
boys were honing skills that they would need when they 
engaged in hand-to-hand combat against the well-trained 
soldiers of Sparta who recurrently threatened their 
magnificent city. Theokles deftly thwarted several of 
his opponent's moves, but the other boy was similarly 
adept at defensive techniques. 

Adastros found his eyes drawn irresistibly towards his 
son's ass. The firm cheeks flexed and rippled as the 
boys lunged at each other, and occasionally Theokles 
would lift his leg high enough for Adastros to get a 
glimpse of the boy's hairless scrotum swinging 
underneath. The swaying of the boy's taught ball sack 
enraptured Adastros, and the man soon realized, as his 
penis throbbed insistently, that he had to have his 
boy's ass. While elite Athenian men regularly fucked 
boys they met at the gymnasium, they did not, at least 
not openly, fuck their own sons. 

But Eros was a naughty boy who delighted in shooting 
his intoxicating arrows without regard for society's 
expectations. Moreover, as an aristocrat and an 
esteemed military officer who had helped lead the 
Athenian fleet in the Pelopponesus the previous year, 
Adastros was beyond moral reproach and reigned as the 
undisputed head and master of his household and 
everyone who lived in it. If he wanted to fuck his son 
in the ass, he would do so, and no one could stop him. 

Finally Theokles succeeded in wrestling the other boy 
to the ground. Excited by his victory he ran over to 
his father, and it seemed to Adastros that the boy's 
penis had stiffened somewhat as a result of the 
stimulation of the bodily contact.

"Father, did you see? I won!" the boy exclaimed as he 
threw his arms around the man's neck. Among the youth's 
charms was his demonstratively affectionate nature. 
Adastros hugged the boy towards him and wrapped his 
arms around the boy's trim waist, then allowed his 
hands to venture downward and grab his son's ass 
cheeks. Theokles was startled but delighted, and he 
smiled broadly at Adastros with sparkling eyes that 
were as blue as Poseidon's waters on a clear day. 

"I did see, you were beautiful to watch," his father 
answered. Adastros squeezed the firm ass cheeks that 
his fingers were holding hostage and pulled the boy 
into his groin, which was at the level of the 
youngster's lower abdomen. Theokles felt his father's 
erect penis press against his stomach and a wave of 
excitement coursed through his young body.

"It seems as though you did enjoy it, Father," Theokles 
giggled teasingly. While still a virgin, Theokles' 
friends had taught him what it meant when a man's organ 
hardened like that.

Adastros looked his son square in the eyes. "Theokles," 
he said, "the wicked winged son of Aphrodite has filled 
me with desire for my own son's ass, and I must place 
my own arrow inside you. Will you allow me to do this?"

The question was really a nicety, and both father and 
son knew it. Theokles would be fucked whether he wanted 
it or not. Nonetheless, Theokles was quite agreeable to 
the proposition, even honored by it.

"Oh Father, I want to be the quiver for your arrow, 
please fuck me, fuck me now. I want to feel your 
paternal penis inside of me, for I love you more than 
any boy could love any man. I would be honored to 
pleasure your penis with my boy-ass."

Adastros chuckled at his son's word play. 

"I will fuck you. And fuck you hard, paidos," he said, 
ducking inside a small storage room that lay behind 
him. He grabbed his son's ass and pulled the boy into 
the room with him. 

"Lie over that table so that I might have access to 
your wondrous ass," Adastros instructed his son, 
pointing to a long table that held some vases along one 
wall, one of which depicted a man and boy in an amorous 
pose.

Theokles complied and his father hastily removed his 
clothing. Bent over the table, Theokles turned his head 
to see his father approach him with a massive phallus. 
The boy gulped as he contemplated his imminent 
deflowering by his father's Satyr-like instrument, but 
was determined to excel at pleasuring his father just 
as he did at everything else.

Adastros ran his hands over the boy's smooth ass cheeks 
several times, delighting in both the sight and feel of 
the firm and beautiful flesh. He grabbed one of the 
decorated vases and, after confirming his hunch that it 
might contain olive oil, poured a generous glob of it 
onto his rod. He coated his penis well with the copious 
juice that had been squeezed from the fruit that the 
goddess Athena had given to her namesake city, then 
stepped forward and placed the head of his meat against 
his son's quivering asshole.

"I love you, son, I love you as Zeus loved the Trojan 
boy, as Apollo loved the ill-fated Hyacinth," Adastros 
proclaimed as he pressed his penis into his son's anus. 
The heat and tightness of the boy's ass made Adastros 
swoon and he quickly shoved his spear of lust all the 
way in to the hilt. Theokles suppressed his desire to 
scream as he felt the sharp pain enter his rectum. He 
was going to give his father a fuck to be proud of.

"Kallos, kallos," Adastros panted, "you are so 
beautiful, so beautiful," he repeated as he pumped in 
and out of the boy's rump. Adastros had never had such 
a good fuck in his life, none of the numerous girls and 
boys whom he had penetrated had made him feel this 
good. Adastros ran his hands all over Theokles' body 
and took pleasure in feeling the boy's muscles under 
his finger tips. 

He reached under the boy and stroked his nipples and 
then ran his hands along his chest until they reached 
his crotch. Adastros grabbed Theokles' testicles with 
his left hand as he grasped the boy's cock with his 
right hand. Adastros was thrilled to discover that the 
kid's prick was fully hard and he started to jack him 
off as he tugged gently on his hairless scrotum. 
Theokles started to moan as he did this, and was soon 
begging his father not to stop.

"Pull on me, Father, pull on my penis, it feels so 
good."

"Only if you let me have your ass, son, only if you let 
me fuck you in the ass."

"You can fuck me, Father, my ass is yours, you can fuck 
me whenever you want. You gave me life and I will 
gladly give you my ass, I will be your wife and take 
care of all your needs," he answered, and to prove the 
truth of his words he started thrusting his ass 
backwards to meet Adastros's plunges. Theokles ground 
his asshole against Adastros's pubis and whimpered like 
a whore who wanted nothing more than to get fucked.

"Fuck me Father, my Father, my Master, my ass is for 
you, I beg you to fuck my ass, to fuck me in the ass, 
to dominate my ass and take all the pleasure my boy-ass 
has to offer men."

"Oh fuck, boy, your ass is so hot. I love fucking your 
ass," Adastros replied as he continued to vigorously 
fuck and masturbate his son.

"Oh it feels so good, Father, my penis feels so good. I 
think something is going to happen!" Theokles suddenly 
exclaimed. This prompted Adastros to stroke the boy 
faster. Soon Theokles let out a loud moan as he 
ejaculated for the first time in his life, which caused 
his sphincter to clamp down even harder on his father's 
stiff penis. The added tightness pushed Adastros over 
the brink of orgasm, and he started to shoot sperm deep 
into the boy's spasming ass. As his jizz coated his 
son's insides, Adastros felt his son's own sperm wash 
over the dexterious hand which had provided the boy 
with his own release.

"Oh, fuckkkkk!" Adastros exclaimed, and his son echoed 
with an ecstatic yell of his own.

Finally, Adastros collapsed on top of his son, and the 
two lay there for a while. Adastros poured a cup of 
wine for himself and his son from one of the other 
jugs. He sat down to drink it, but thought he heard a 
noise just outside the room, so he went to investigate. 
He peered outside and discovered that the wine slave 
was getting fucked by the teacher that Adastros had met 
with earlier. He smiled and returned to the table to 
drink the wine with his son, then suggested that the 
two head to the baths.

That afternoon Adastros and Theokles bathed together, 
had their bodies oiled, and then had a light supper of 
dates, olives, cheese and bread before heading out to 
the theater.

"What are we going to see?" the boy asked his father as 
they walked to the amphitheater.

"A new play from Sophocles about that king of Thebes 
who fucked his mother. You know, Oedipus."

END

©2007 by Kip Hawk. This one is for you classicists out 
there. Feedback and story ideas are always welcome, 
please send to kiphawk@hotmail.com.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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