His Antinous

I was recently transferred from NAS Point Mugu to NAS North Island in San Diego. I was recently single and exploring my new city on a Saturday afternoon. I was studying some art work at the Art Museum of San Diego when I was approached by a friendly looking older man, probably in his late 50s early 60s. He was about 5' 8" and 175 lbs with graying brown hair. He sported a trimmed beard and his eyes were a pale blue. He was fair skinned and appeared to spend a lot of time indoors. I, on the other hand, was a clean shaven, 20 year-old with black short hair, dark brown eyes, and tanned skin from many hours of work on the flight line and enjoying the southern California beaches. "Hello," he greeted me with a warm smile. "Hello," I replied returning his smile with my own. Maybe it was the statues I was staring at that drew him to me or the erection I was attempting to hide due to the beauty of the two nude men who were immortalized in marble as I fantasized about being one of their almanbahis şikayet lovers, but the man continued the conversation. "They are Hadrian and Antinous, one a Roman Emperor and the other his young Greek lover," said the stranger "Hadrian, the one who built the wall in Britain to keep the Picts and other Briton tribes out of Roman territories? " I questioned. His smile grew wider. "Are you a student at SDSU?" he asked. I replied, "No, I'm stationed here; military history is merely a hobby of mine. My name is Kevin, by the way." "Arthur," he stated while extending his hand. We shook and he asked, "Can I buy you lunch?" Never one to turn down a free meal, I agreed. I had taken public transit to the museum so we took his car to a cafe. We ordered our meals and we talked a little about ourselves. He was a professor at SDSU, never married or had children, and he thought I was striking. I told him that I was in the Navy and what my rate was and that I was bisexual almanbahis canlı casino and very closeted due to the shadow of 'don't ask don't tell'. He assured me that my secret was safe with him. We finished our meal amid discussion of the sack of Rome by the Visigoths. Not wanting to end our conversation, he invited me to his home. It was a house on the beach in La Jolla. We continued our conversation on into the evening. In that time he plied me with drink as we talked. The sun was setting over the Pacific. As we watched Sol dip below the horizon, he made a proposition. He was invited to a party that was to be a sort of historical reenactment. Some friends were throwing him a birthday party and it was a toga party for a mature crowd. He asked if I would join him and I agreed. During our time together, I became attracted to him and maybe it was the wine talking, but I was curious what the professor hid under his clothes. He allowed me to freshen up and provided almanbahis casino me with white linen robes. He said I could leave my clothing behind and I did, including my shorts. He dressed in more extravagant robes than mine and he wore a large gold disc on his shoulder and a crown of laurels around his head. We were set. Arthur drove us to another, larger house in the valley on campus. It was the dean's residence. We arrived and were informed that Arthur was not be referred to as Arthur this evening he would be Hadrian and I his consort would be Antinous. I was flattered and excited to be the lover of Caesar of Rome. As the night went on I was served wine and food, we danced and sang, and I grew more and more aroused. With Bacchus whispering in my ear, I hung onto the Caesar,. kissing him and running my hands up and down his back. The night was coming to a close and only a few people remained and that's when I decided I would present my last-minute gift idea. "Hail the mighty Hadrian! " I shouted. We now occupied a home library and it was myself, my date, the dean and his wife, and a few of their friends who had stuck around. Arthur was seated on a chaise lounge with a goblet of wine. I now had the attention of the room.