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I had just turned eighteen, soon to be getting my own residence. My father was a senator in the Roman Empire and if I were to leave our home I would require a guard at all times because of the threat from the East. How exciting was that to have some no-good meat head watching my every move…for my “safety.” My father scheduled a meeting of sorts to allow me to choose my guard. I arrived at the Temple to be greeted by the Centurion. He took me to the foyer where there were about twenty men lined up in armor awaiting instructions. “Choose one, son. Your father instructed me to allow you to choose any from these fine men,” the Centurion said. I accepted and walked to the first armored guard and started walking down the line. Too fat. Too skinny, Too hairy. None of these men were right. Too old. Too tall. Wait. “How old are you?” I asked a young-looking guard. “Seventeen, sir,” he replied. Seventeen. Damn he was just my age. And his arms…I mean his muscles. They were so defined. He had a nice olive complexion, brown eyes, and what I assume short brown hair under the helmet. He stood about 6’2″ and had such a strong chiseled jawline. Damn I was staring too long. “This one,” I told the Centurion. “He will most Avrupa yakası escort bayan certainly do.” “Absolutely sir. I will give him his instructions and he will be at your doorstep by sunset,” the Centurionreplied. I thanked the Centurion and turned to look at my new guard one last time before retiring to the bath house. He was smiling. After my time at the bath house, I realized it was nearly sunset. I went to my new home to wait from my guard to arrive. It wasn’t but twenty minutes that past and a knock on my door was heard. I jumped from my desk and went to the door. What was I doing? Quit that, stop rushing this. Breathe. I opened the door. “Evening sir, I am here to report for duty,” the guard said. “Yes, come in guard. Do you have a name?” I replied as he walked inside my new residence. “Jacob sir,” he said, “but you may call me whatever you like.” “Jacob will do just fine. Actually Jacob here’s the thing. I don’t need a guard. I am perfectly capable of protecting myself. You’re here on the Senate’s orders and I must agreed to them,” I said. “Absolutely sir, but why -” he replied. I quickly interjected, “You and I are the same age, and I know for Escort Ataköy a fact you don’t want to fight and die in that war. That’s why. I’m saving you. Really, you should be thanking me.” “Thank you sir,” he answered. “Stop that. Stop calling me sir. I told you that we were the same age. We’re going to be good friends on an adventure, okay Jacob?” I asked as I led him into my quarters. “Yes si-oh uh yes,” he chuckled. “Thank you.” This boy was nervous, I could tell, but nervous about what? I had just saved him from going into battle. Did he feel attracted to me as I him? Maybe that was it. I hope so. I knew exactly what I had to do to find out. “Jacob, what exactly were your instructions?” I asked. “To protect you, be at your side at all times, give you help at any time,” Jacob answered. “And when I sleep, shall you be awake?” I pondered. “Yes, I am to stay awake while you slumber and may only sleep at dawn when you arise for a short while. I’ve been conditioned to only need a short period of rest.” Jacob said. “Interesting. Probably a good thing you don’t need much rest. Here, help me with this real quick,” I asked while pointing to the back of my toga. I needed him to Şirinevler escort reach the pin that held my strap. He unpinned my strap and it fell to my waist. He took a step back and was watching me, I could feel it. My back was to him, so I turned to face him. He was blushing, I could tell, but he tried to hide it. “You…you have nice abs…do you work out?” Jacob shyly asked. “I do, I train with gladiators actually,” I answered quickly. I slipped the rest of my toga off my body while looking at him in his eyes. “I hope you don’t mind, I liked to sleep in the nude” I said. My soft cock hung there and saw his eyes move from mine to my member. I turned and walked to the table to pour some wine in a glass. “Do me a favor will you? Take that stupid armor off…no one is going to infiltrate us I’m sure that is heavy. The helmet too. And if your pteruges is too heavy, I have a tunic over there that will fit you,” I said as I pointed to the other corner. “Would you like some wine?” I asked. “Yes please, and I ‘ll do just that,” Jacob remarked. I went to my bed and sat on the edge holding both glasses of wine staring as Jacob took his armor off. His chest was immaculate. Perky nipples and easily an eight pack of abs, it went perfect with his muscled arms. His skin glistened under the candlelight revealing almost no hair on him besides his short haircut that was rustled from the helmet. He stopped before removing his pteruges. “Do you mind instead of the tunic I wear this?” Jacob asked as he pointed to one my linen loin cloths.

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