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Written in the Stars

Alonso Lassiter strode jauntily towards the office of his Master and mentor Professor Evander Kell. Alonso was the Professor s assistant as well as a part time teacher of The Classics. Alonso was pleased as the Professor had secured them both as well as four students places at an established Egyptian archaeology site for three weeks of the upcoming summer break. Alonso loved practical archaeology and as an added bonus once again Gatrack would be their Guide. Somehow the enigmatic man always managed to be available as a Guide no matter where or when he and the Professor went on their travels.



He tapped on the large thick oak wood door and entered. The grey haired man sitting behind the oversized desk looked up and broke into a smile of pleasure. Despite being admittedly biased the older man believed Alonso got more beautiful with each passing day. Luxuriant sable curls teased passed slender shoulders and were restrained in a tight ponytail. Chocolate brown eyes danced with the joy of living. The Cupid s bow lips were in a smile of happiness displaying even white teeth. As the young man approached Evander stood and walked round his table. Alonso stood a couple of inches shorter than the older man and was of a more slender frame. Without shame or discomfort the two men embraced and Evander dropped a kiss on the upturned face. As the embrace ended the older man cradled Alonso s chin and let his thumb run across Alonso s lower lip.



How goes the preparations of our charges Lon? Evander asked.



Well Evander the younger man replied enthusiastically. Although it did take some time to persuade them that dinner suits would not be requisite he added with a musical laugh.



Evander joined in the laughter. The image of four young dinner suited gentlemen sitting in the desert dust around a small camp-fire immediately springing to mind.



His thumb once again traced Alonso s lip.



I remember when I did this for the first time Evander said nostalgically.



My father had left me with you and I was trying to be brave and not cry. I bit my lip so hard it swelled Alonso whispered. You were afraid I had been stung. It became a part of our lives just as I became a part of yours. Thank you for raising me.



It was no hardship Lon the older man assured. You inherited your mother s beauty and your father s stubbornness and your intelligence from them both. I am only sorry they are not here to see the bright beautiful and intelligent young man you have become.



I might have been none of those things without the guidance you and Harry gave. I wish Harry would accompany us one time Alonso said pouting.



Harry detests anything that is not full of comfort and luxury. As usual he will await our return and for the three weeks thereafter I will indulge his every whim. Well … most of them Evander added with a mischievous wink.



He s been as wonderful to me as you have Evander. You and Harry have cared for me since I was eight years old. I ll never forget my blood parents but I regard you and Harry as my parents as well.



We knew we would never have a child Lon the older man said with tears brimming in his grey eyes. But it has been our joy and our privilege to have you in our lives. You are regarded by us as our son. Now he added more briskly if there is nothing more you need to do here let us go home to Harry and enjoy the time the three of us have before the trip begins.



Smiling companionably the two men left.



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Gatrack s green eyes roved restlessly at the milling crowds seeking his first glimpse of the group he sought. He was aware of the blue orbs that regarded him with amusement.



What? he growled.



This will not bring your friends any sooner Gat came the warm rasp.



You have yet to meet Alonso Viktor Gatrack replied mysteriously. A half smile appeared on his face.



It was half a smile as the other half of his face was affected by a palsy that inhibited much of such an expression. Gatrack stood a little over five feet tall his spine slightly twisted. He wore Egyptian robes to try and disguise his infirmity just as he wore his dark hair long and a shaggy beard to hide his facial defect. Viktor believed it actually drew more attention to the smaller man but he owed so much to Gatrack he did not want to jeopardise their friendship. The older man was always reluctant to talk about himself and that was something Viktor could empathise with. If Gatrack felt comfortable dressed as he was that was his choice.



Ah yes the rasp held an amused tone. A veritable Adonis amongst us mere mortals Viktor laughed. If you are to be believed he added glancing sideways at the other man.



Gatrack was already appraising his younger companion. For all the banter Viktor never normally bothered to greet their new clients. That was a chore he left to Gatrack when the older man was there. He regarded his friend affectionately. The shaggy blond hair was the colour of the desert sand. His eyes were the colour of its skies although they could resemble the colour of stormy seas when the younger man was angry. Viktor was almost a foot taller and had a solid powerful physique. Gatrack had met Viktor when travelling through Europe and they had developed a strong if unusual friendship. Gatrack always used Viktor when he had clients in Egypt although he had sent the younger man to work in other countries. He had been absent when his friend had suffered an unpleasant experience at the hands of some American clients but Viktor seemed resilient enough to have dealt with it and moved on.



In a secret part of his heart Gatrack hoped that Alonso and Viktor might find each in the other what they sought in their lives. Alonso was gentle a nurturer and generous of heart irrespective of the outside of the young man Gatrack saw the inner beauty of Alonso s soul. He believed that Alonso s inherent caring nature would be the balm for his friend s more tortured spirit healing past hurts. He also believed that Viktor s more forceful character and resilience would be a perfect counterpoint to and strength for the younger man. He sighed quietly. That he had the friendship of these two attractive young men was a blessing he could never have dreamt of asking for. He knew that the friendship could never be more although he fervently wished for his own life companion to love him faults and all. Movement ahead caught his attention and his half smile lit up his face. Without a second thought for the blond who was waiting with him Gatrack darted into the milling crowds.



Viktor blinked as Gatrack moved suddenly. It always caught him by surprise at how swiftly the smaller man could move despite his body s deformity. He followed Gatrack s movement and then felt as though he had taken a physical blow to the chest emptying his lungs of air. His heart hammered and his stomach fluttered and something deep in his soul screamed mine . He knew instinctively immediately which of the group was Alonso even before Gatrack reached him. He knew it as surely as the sun would rise again in the East. He watched fascinated as the slender youth and smaller man met in a tangle of arms and bodies. Although taller Alonso seemed to be enveloped by Gatrack both men smiling in joy. Viktor forced down the surge of jealousy that threatened to burst forth. He registered the startled looks of the students at the open display of affection. Taking a fortifying breath he strode forward. His eyes narrowed as Gatrack and Alonso disentangled and the grey haired man obviously Professor Kell put a possessive hand on Alonso s slender shoulder. Viktor growled. The man was far too old for the boy nor had Gatrack mentioned the boy spoken for. He struggled to remember that it was none of his business either way however a seed of doubt regarding Alonso had been planted in Viktor s mind.



I am Viktor Morte he said formally as he reached the group. I will be your Chief Guide and responsible for making any day to day arrangements for your needs. I can see that Gatrack needs no introduction he added tightly.



Gatrack frowned. Viktor s posture and speech reminded him of how he had been behaving six months previously following the American incident. He wondered what could have triggered the change in just a scant two minutes.



Gatrack always tries to be available for our travels Evander said amicably. I m Professor Kell these are my archaeology students Elias Donald Sam and Toby and this is my personal assistant Alonso.



Viktor nodded at the four intense youthful faces but his attention immediately diverted to the sound of his name from perfect pink lips.



Viktor Alonso tasted the name and found it delicious. The man was a veritable god tall powerful and devastatingly handsome. The younger man found himself suddenly nervous and hoping he did not embarrass himself in front of everybody. He extended his slim hand and found it enveloped by a larger calloused paw.



Viktor was surprised when sparks were not visible in the air around him and the beautiful boy. He certainly felt them from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. Heat pooled in his groin leaving him thankful for the baggy pants and tunic he wore. As his lower regions throbbed approval of their physical contact Viktor found himself drowning in eyes that were deep chocolate pools.



A sharp cough from the Professor had Viktor reluctantly release his prize bringing both men back to the present and the others around them. Gatrack smiled as Alonso s face pinkened and his eyes dropped shyly. He was certain that Viktor s reaction would have been far less innocent and virginal.



Lon why not take the boys to the hotel and get them settled. Viktor the Professor and I can discuss the more boring practicalities such as transport Gatrack said.



Good idea Evander seconded.



Viktor stayed silent. He had no desire for the boy to leave his sight or his company. However he found himself returning the shy smile that Alonso directed at him as he ushered the students past.



I look forward to seeing you later Viktor he said colour staining the sculptured cheek. You too Gatrack he added.



Viktor nodded his agreement his mouth seemingly unable to form the words necessary.



Away with you Gatrack laughed as he swatted playfully at the departing younger man pleased that his friends seemed taken with each other.



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The journey to the camp was progressing ideally for Viktor. They were using a battered truck driven by Gatrack with the Professor sitting up front with him. To Viktor s delight Alonso had eschewed sitting in relative comfort to sit in the back of the truck with the students…and next to Viktor.



We often use horses for short journeys Viktor said to the enthralled dark beauty. Or for rides out into the desert itself.



Do you think I might get to ride? Alonso asked breathlessly. The idea of he and Viktor riding alone sent pleasurable tingles throughout the slender body.



I am sure I can arrange something Viktor replied. The thought of he and the boy alone in the vastness of the desert had his body warming in anticipation.



As they disembarked Gatrack stood and issued his warning to Alonso and the students.



You are not to wander around alone at any time. The desert is perilous in and of itself and there are other dangers that lurk within it. There is a camp not far from here that is strictly off limits. Under no circumstances must you be persuaded by any to visit it or even go near it. Its master is dangerous and cruel. Do not make arrangements with workers from the other camps. Anything you want or wish to see come to Viktor the Professor or me. Do not buy anything without one of us present. Viktor do you wish to add anything?



Only to reiterate about the camp of Mahoud-el-Sidar. As far as the other workers on the site are concerned one in particular should be avoided a man by the name of Hamak.



Viktor growled the despised name. Hamak was exceptionally dishonest and dangerous and had clashed a few times with the blond. Due to Viktor his stealing and gambling had been discovered. Hamak had made a great show of humility and repentance begging to be kept in work to support his family. He had been retained at the site but the promotion he had been manipulating for himself had evaporated before his eyes like a desert mirage. Hamak remained simply one of the local general workers who toiled at the site. It did not surprise Viktor that Hamak s black eyes spat venom at him whenever they met.



The next detail to attend to was the setting up of their camp. There were three reasonably sized tents for the group: one for the Professor and Alonso one for Gatrack and Viktor and one for the four students. Each campsite kept some distance been itself and the next and at night camp fires and torches burned creating an illuminated avenue that stretched from the site out towards the desert. As the latest grouping to arrive Professor Kell s people were furthest from the site and nestled against the dark dunes.



Alonso gazed with pleasure at the sight before him: the landscape of the desert stretching one way and the pyramid being excavated in the other. He was happy to be there doing work he enjoyed with people he loved.



Loved.



His dark eyes glanced furtively to where Viktor stood to one side. Every time he looked at the blond his stomach gave the strangest flip and heat seemed to suffuse his young body. It was a reaction like no other he had ever experienced. Viktor was the most handsome man he had ever seen. He gave his slim form a critical glance. As much as Harry and Evander spoke of his attractiveness he was nothing compared to the god-man Viktor Morte. Why would anyone as magnificent as Viktor be in the least interested in a skinny scholar like him? He sighed softly and headed to his students.



Professor Kell gazed at Alonso s slender form. He and Gatrack had stayed up late the last night. Gatrack had spoken highly of the blond man assuring Evander that he liked and respected the taciturn Viktor Morte. Gatrack s esteem counted heavily towards Evander being more comforted about the blond man being with his young ward paying him court.



Court.



They were many miles from home and the one Evander would turn to for support was back there. He had hoped that any awaking thoughts of an amorous nature in Alonso would have been where he and Harry could have both been present to guide and advise. Alonso was young but he was a man and had to be free as a man to make his own decisions. He glanced at the blond whose blue eyes followed Alonso s retreating body. This was one aspect of having responsibility for a child Evander wished he could avoid. He sighed softly and moved to join the youthful group.



Viktor s blue eyes followed Alonso s every move. He had never felt such an intense and immediate attraction to anyone before. On the one hand Gatrack had described the dark beauty to perfection and yet on the other not described him at all. What did he know of Alonso? Orphaned raised in the Professor s household a teacher intelligent beautiful …so very very beautiful and desired.



Desired.



Was it nothing more than mere lust that governed him? He had avoided a relationship for many months. Why would a gorgeous intelligent young man be in the least interested in a damaged soul like him? He sighed softly moving to the camp.



Gatrack watched all three with interest. He had seen the innocent response from Alonso and the way the boy cast shy glances at the blond. He had seen Viktor steal looks at Alonso when the younger man had not been looking looks a man dying of thirst would never give up not even for the sight of a cool oasis. He also saw the concern in Evander s eyes as the boy he loved as a son seemed to be experiencing his first stirrings of attraction.



Attraction.



Gatrack was certain it was more than that. Just as he was certain they would be a beautiful couple. However he had not given thought of what would happen in just over two weeks when Alonso had to return home. He gave a heavenward glance: what would be would be. He determined to be there for all the men who shared a special place in his heart. He sighed softly as he descended into the camp.



************



The rest of the day sped by already the third day of the trip. The young men were shown around the pyramid and the perimeter to familiarise themselves with their surroundings. They chatted to some of the other groups and saw the many and varied Guides and workers. Before being allowed anywhere on the site to begin practical work they had returned to the camp and methodically checked their tools and what they were going to be permitted to do the next day. Finally the four boys in particular very tired they ended their day around the campfire. It did not take long for the students to excuse themselves to retire to their tent. Evander also stood and suggested he would be going to bed However before he could say anything further Gatrack pulled up a blanket and reached to Alonso.



Let us go and look at the stars for a few minutes he said employing his best puppy-dog expression.



Alonso saw that Evander had been about to suggest that he also retired but the younger man had hoped to spend some time with Viktor. He tried to hide a smile of delight as Gatrack prodded the blond with his foot.



You can come with us that way Evander can retire without worrying about us.



Viktor rose and followed the two smaller men. He had caught the frown on the Professor s face and chose to ignore it. He was happy to sit looking ostensibly at stars when his attention would really be on Alonso. He smiled as Gatrack smoothed down the blanket and his smile widened when the smaller man arranged Alonso to sit in the centre. He took his place at Alonso s other side and his stomach fluttered at the smile of joy from the younger man.



It is rare that I get the opportunity to simply sit and relax with treasured friends Gatrack said.



The compliment warmed Viktor almost as much as the sheer presence of the beauty at his side. He smiled as he saw Alonso reward Gatrack with a hug and found himself wishing that the boy would so favour him. They sat in companionable silence for a while.



You know there are many tales of love written in the stars: platonic love such as that of Castor and Pollux as well as love such as between Andromeda and Perseus. Gatrack gave his half smile as he saw both younger men now fascinated by the canopy of stars above them. He moved quickly and was already standing before Viktor or Alonso realised what he was doing. Viktor stay a few more minutes with Lon. It s a treat for him to be able to sit like this. He waved as he headed to camp.



Alonso could not help the shiver at Gatrack s words. It was a treat but not for watching the night sky as on previous occasions. This time the treat was Viktor s company.



Viktor glanced apprehensively at the younger man. Would Alonso be happy to be left with him? He took in the shiver from the slender body.



Do you wish to stay a while? he asked as he unwound a sash from his waist.



If it is no trouble to you Alonso murmured. Gat didn t really present you with much choice.



Stand a moment Viktor instructed. He spread out the sash which was just large enough for the two to sit on. He retrieved the blanket and as he sat next to the younger man he wrapped the blanket around them. Better? he asked as the shivers ceased.



Much Alonso replied. He felt as though he had died and gone to heaven. He was pressed close enough to the older man to be able to smell the spicy cologne and the clean masculine scent of the blond. Unconsciously he pressed closer.

For Viktor it was paradise and purgatory. He wanted to wrap his arms around the other man and kiss him senseless. However he restrained his baser instincts barely.



Thus a tradition was born for the next two nights. Alonso Viktor and Gatrack would leave the camp and sit on the dune to watch the stars. Viktor noticed that the time the older man spent with them decreased each time. He began to wrap his arms around the slender body of the younger man as they sat silently contemplating the vast desert sky. Viktor was afraid of scaring Alonso away and uncertain of the boy s response to an attempt to further press his suit and Alonso was too shy and inexperienced to know how to react.



*********



On the sixth day the students and Evander were working inside the pyramid. Alonso had opted to sift through baskets of dirt. If the younger man was honest it gave him more opportunity to see Viktor. The blond casually sat unobtrusively nearby. However his eyes followed every move of the lissom body. He frowned and began to walk towards Alonso as the boy dropped to his knees. As he reached the young man Alonso looked up at him his eyes dancing with joy.



Look Viktor he said holding up an ancient trinket.



As he stood the men were mere inches apart. For Viktor the value of the trinket was as nothing compared to the value of seeing Alonso so happy. He was close enough to smell the light citrus cologne the younger man preferred. He could feel the boy s heat. His eyes devoured the sight of the pink tongue that darted out to lick at the perfect lips. Viktor neither knew nor cared which of them moved first. His next clear thought was that one of his arms was clasped tightly around a slender waist the other was at the back of Alonso s head tilting the beauty to the prefect angle.



Then his lips finally … finally took possession of those they had coveted since the first time he and Alonso had met. He pressed against Alonso s closed mouth lips rubbing against lips and Viktor felt the frisson from head to toe. Growling softly his tongue lapped at the seam of Alonso s lips until with a gasp they flowered open for him. Before they could close Viktor pressed forward. His tongue invaded the warm wet cavern beyond. He could feel this was the boy s first time and a primal part of him took special delight in realising he was the first to know the boy this way. His tongue tasted and explored and entwined around Alonso s slick muscle sucking it into his own mouth. He became aware that he was the only thing holding the boy upright. Withdrawing slowly Viktor guided the younger man to sit on a boulder and gazed with possessive passion at the dazed beauty whose kiss-swollen lips bore testimony to Viktor s desire.



Alonso. Alonso are you alright? The voice instantly grated on Viktor s ears. He growled his displeasure at the sound of the Professor s voice. He wanted to be alone with his boy. Viktor s eyes narrowed angrily as the older man fussed around Alonso.



I m fine Evander Alonso assured. It was just…the excitement of the moment.



Deep brown eyes met intense blue and Viktor gave a tight smile as Alonso held aloft the trinket.



I ll get you some water he offered. He had no desire to see the Professor clucking around the boy.



Evander waited till Viktor was out of earshot.



Alonso? he asked.



He kissed me Alonso sighed. It was wonderful.



Alonso the Professor sighed as he got no response. Alonso look at me and listen to me. He took in the sight of the younger man Alonso looked as though transported by joy. Please son. Remember we have just two weeks here. Think about what will happen when we return home. Evander sighed again. It was clear that Alonso was barely hearing him. Alonso for my sake please. He squeezed a slim shoulder and Alonso gazed up at his surrogate father and mentor reaching to caress the older man s cheek.



Viktor stopped and watched the interaction. His instincts told him the boy was an innocent but there was something about the relationship with the Professor the way they touched intimately and easily that brought Viktor s anger and jealousy to the fore. An unwanted memory arose. The memory of the group of Americans where one dark attractive man had been so friendly so easy to talk to. They had become more than friends but when the time came for intimacy he had professed virginity and asked to be able to take Viktor. Viktor has agreed willingly only to find that on the return to camp his lover left him and collected his winnings. The group had taken bets on how quickly Viktor would be bedded. The memory sent anger and humiliation surging through the blond. A part of him screamed that Alonso was not the same man whilst in another amongst his festering doubts and insecurities the earlier seed of doubt now took root. All it would need was the right catalyst for it to germinate.



***********



Night could not come quickly enough for Alonso. He wanted to sit under the stars. He wanted Viktor to kiss him again. As much as he loved Gatrack he almost vibrated with impatience until the older man left.



Are you alright? Viktor s soft rasp reached Alonso s ear as Gatrack disappeared from view.



No … yes I m fine Alonso stuttered as he turned to face Viktor. He knew his breathing was little more than shallow gasps. He was afraid he would faint if Viktor kissed him again and certain he would combust if he did not. A soft whimper of need that the younger man had no words to express slipped free.



Do you want me to kiss you again? Viktor s voice was like a caress of dark silk and Alonso moaned quietly. Viktor did not wait for verbal permission the submissive body language was all the permission he needed.



As their lips met he pressed the pliant boy to the ground covering the top half of the slender frame. His mouth possessed Alonso s his tongue slipping inside with proprietary ease. As he kissed eyes cheeks and the delectable lips one hand slid beneath the boy s shirt to caress soft warm skin. His fingers encountered a small nipple and as he kissed he pinched the innocent flesh. The wanton moan from the inexperienced young man flamed Viktor s desire. He flipped open a few buttons and pulled the shirt aside to display his prize. The boy s small brown nipple was haloed by a wide dark disc of aureole. Viktor licked the disc savouring the taste and relishing the tightening of the small nub. He sucked the tiny teat into his mouth to an impassioned cry of his name. As he sucked and nipped his hand slid lower… touching caressing delving between the boy s spread legs feeling the hard evidence of the success of his seduction.



Alonso thrashed and cried as his hardness was touched by another for the first time.



Please no …I have never…I do not… he was so lost in the maelstrom of sensation he found himself incapable of coherent speech. His hips instinctively thrust as Viktor s hand traced his hidden flesh.



Have you stroked yourself to completion? Viktor growled.



Yes…but…



Then you know it is pleasurable. Let me give you pleasure.



Viktor did not wait for the boy to reply. His mouth fastened over Alonso s his tongue thrusting in and out opening the younger man s mouth wider. As he did his hand unfastened the buttons to Alonso s pants. He slid his hand inside the rough khaki and then beneath soft cotton to take hold of hard damp flesh. The touch was all it took. Alonso s scream was swallowed by Viktor s mouth as the boy s seed pulsed over the older man s hand. Alonso s release triggered Viktor s and the bigger man grunted into Alonso s mouth as he came inside his pants.



As he recovered his senses Viktor felt ashamed of his actions. He took in the sight of the satiated boy beneath him. Quickly he refastened Alonso s clothing but he was unable to resist using his tongue to clean the boy s release from his hand. He looked again at his…lover? A soft smile played around Alonso s lips. Viktor was mortified to think he had taken advantage of Alonso of his youth and inexperience. He was further shamed to realise he still did not know what he felt for this beautiful boy. Was it love or simply lust was it devotion or base desire?



Viktor the soft voice drew his attention and Viktor knew he had no answers for himself much less the dreamy boy.



We need to get back to camp he said gruffly. The Professor will be concerned.



So tired Alonso s eyes opened and closed and Viktor gasped at the look of love they held. It was so swift it left Viktor even more uncertain. Was the look for him or in response to his mentioning Professor Kell? He pulled the unresisting body into his arms realising the boy was asleep. He carried Alonso to the tent he shared with the Professor. Ignoring the look of disapproval he laid his precious bundle onto the designated cot. He was certain he heard a murmur of his name as he did and he smiled softly.



We fell asleep Professor he lied brazenly. Sorry. He would have liked to kiss Alonso as the boy spoke his name but knew he could not under the glare of the Professor. He returned to his own tent which was in darkness. As such he did not see the self-satisfied smile on Gatrack s face.



However if the older man had known of the thoughts racing through Viktor s jumbled and confused mind the smile would have been far less smug.



**********



Viktor Morte was not a happy man. He had tried unsuccessfully throughout the day to speak to Alonso. Each time something or rather someone thwarted his attempts. Professor Kell seemed determined to ensure Viktor got nowhere near Alonso. He had seen Gatrack watching the exchanges with a confused look and once his friend had spoken to the Professor receiving a vehement shake of the head in response to whatever he had said. As a result his body was burning with desire to be with Alonso. The more he was denied the boy s company the more he wanted it.



This time it was Viktor who wanted Gatrack gone. Alonso seemed oblivious to the fire coursing through Viktor s veins. The blond had intended that this night they would talk and learn about each other. They would spend time exploring what they each felt to see if there was any hope of a relationship beyond what they snatched beneath the desert s night sky. However the physical need for Alonso had been made so great by the Professor s machinations to keep them apart that Viktor s intentions dissolved as soon as Gatrack moved.



Immediately he set about kissing Alonso senseless. As his tongue reacquainted itself with the sweetness of Alonso s mouth Viktor unfastened the young man s shirt fully. He straddled the smaller man to a wide-eyed gaze and his hands ran possessively over a smooth hairless chest and abdomen. His fingers plucked at the twin cinnamon nubs before his mouth dropped to nip and suck at first one then the other to leave reddened throbbing peaks of excited flesh.



Alonso had never contemplated that so much pleasure could be derived from one s nipples. His hands came shyly to hold Viktor s head as he arched into the erotic caress and whimpered as intense pleasure bordered on exquisite pain. He writhed mindlessly and then realised that Viktor s shirt had been tossed aside. Hesitantly his hands reached to stroke at the blond fur of the powerful chest. His finger traced one thick pink nub with its small aureole and was amazed as it tightened at his touch and at the noise Viktor made.



Viktor moved to sit astride Alonso s thighs. Without asking he unfastened the boy s pants and released the smooth hard rod previously hidden from his predatory gaze. He licked his lips at the sight of the smooth rosy column and knew he wanted to taste Alonso as the boy climaxed: but not this time. He leant to recapture an aching nipple into his mouth as his hand stroked firmly. He felt the tight grip of one hand in his hair another on his bicep as his thumb flicked over the swollen head of Alonso s arousal. Sitting up he released his own demanding hardness. His long thick flesh was an angry red. Swooping downwards he latched his mouth at the juncture of Alonso s neck and shoulder. Biting a succulent morsel of the sweet flesh into his mouth he sucked hard as his hand flew over satin encased steel. With an undulating wail he felt Alonso reach his peak and hot liquid spurted between and over their sweat damp bodies. Groaning Viktor moved his tongue swiping voraciously to devour the beautiful boy s crГЁme.



Touch me he demanded grasping Alonso s hand and encircling around his need. Put you hand on me. Make me come.



He groaned as Alonso s hand hesitantly tried to pleasure him. Hold me tighter he ordered. Pump faster. His eyes a blue fire of passion ablaze in their depths locked with the sated chocolate orbs of Alonso. His hips began to buck into the tunnel that Alonso s hand provided. He reached for Alonso s free hand and guided it to his furred sac. The twin sensations sent Viktor over the edge. He threw back his head smothering his roar of completion as his seed adorned the caramel skin of the boy beneath him. Panting Viktor drew a shaking finger through his seed. He rubbed it over Alonso s red swollen lips and licked them clean. He watched intently as Alonso s pink tongue appeared to hesitantly lick at his own lips. Viktor recovered his finger and held it to Alonso s mouth.



Taste me he growled. He felt a surge of primal triumph as Alonso sucked and fed on his cream.



Alonso was unsure he would like to taste Viktor but the other man s dominance was impossible to resist. He was surprised to find that he was not repulsed. Apart from a slightly bitter salty taste there was another flavour that of Viktor himself. He closed his eyes as he sucked.



Viktor reluctantly pulled his fingers free from the unintentionally sinful mouth. Already his sated shaft was twitching signalling its desire to be in the warm wet haven of Alonso s mouth.



We have to get back… Viktor murmured.



Evander Alonso nodded.



This time Alonso walked back to the camp. He was elated that Viktor held tight to his hand. His tent was illuminated showing the Professor to still be awake.



After the intense intimacy they had shared Viktor felt a surge of the jealousy he refused to acknowledge. To recognise the jealousy would be to have to face the reasons behind it and Viktor still felt unready for that step despite how unfair that was on Alonso. He saw the fleeting look of disappointment on the boy s face as Alonso realised there would be no kiss goodnight and Viktor stood and watched with growing unnamed agitation as Alonso s silhouette merged with that of Professor Kell s. Growling his displeasure unintelligibly Viktor moved away from the tent.



Approaching his own he snarled as he saw Hamak skulking around the area.



What are you doing here? Viktor s voice was low and deadly but did not affect the older Egyptian.



You do not own the desert Death came the quiet reply.



Viktor could hear the hatred dripping from Hamak s voice. He smiled grimly at the translation of his surname. He had chosen Morte for just that reason.



This is not your camp he growled his retort.



No more my camp than you own the dark haired beauty Hamak hissed malevolently. I saw him many times today in the arms of his true master the grey haired man.



Under other circumstances Viktor would never have risen to Hamak s baiting. However this time the words voiced his long suppressed insecurities. Jealousy sang in his blood and the seed of doubt sprouted. Long cold tendrils entwined around Viktor s heart and he shook with barely suppressed rage. He had been humiliated once before and he would not permit that to happen again.



Go to their tent Hamak s sibilant voice was like a serpent s. See how they touch how the boy bends to his master s will.



Turning on his heel Viktor strode purposefully back. He was so angry that he failed to see the small shadow trailing in his wake. A red haze was before his eyes and he flung open the tent flaps. Professor Kell stood with one hand on Alonso s hip the other rubbed sensuously across the boy s lower lip. The words finally penetrated his haze of fury.



…entranced. What do you intend to do?



***********



On entering his tent Alonso had smiled to see his guardian still awake.



Evander had stood smiling at Alonso s return. He was sorry for keeping the two men apart. He and Alonso had a long talk late in the day. Evander had confessed he had not passed messages from the blond to Alonso worried that in some way Viktor had taken advantage of his ward. He had listened to Alonso s assurances that nothing had happened that he had not wanted. In addition he had received a lot of talking to from Gatrack. With a self-depreciating smile Evander had realised that despite his intentions to leave Alonso to make his own decisions he was interfering. The two men moved to hug and Evander had then held Alonso in their usual embrace.



So now that you are entranced Evander smiled caressing Alonso s lip absently. What do you intend to do?



***********



Nothing!



Both men turned with shock as the word was spat at them from Viktor. Your little whore will do nothing. In his anger Viktor no longer thought rationally. A part of his mind screamed that Alonso was an innocent but that was drowned out by his mindless fury. Viktor no longer saw Alonso instead he saw the American that had betrayed and humiliated him and he unleashed six months of pent up emotion and anger. I was deceived once before by one professing to be an innocent. Let me take you so I will know what to expect. Viktor quoted his betrayer.



Alonso stepped back from the man before them. He barely recognised Viktor as the man who had loved him just a few short minutes ago. This Viktor frightened him and the words he used were like daggers slashing into Alonso s virginal heart. He held up a hand as much to try and shield himself from the hurtful tirade as to deny the accusations.



You speak like a fool Evander thundered trying to take control of the situation.



To have been deceived twice would be foolish Viktor countered. I was taken in by a boy with the face and body of an angel and the soul of a demon.



He did not see the fist that slammed into his face and sent him precipitating to the floor. The sudden pain however had him coming back to his senses.



Get away from here and keep away from my son Evander snarled angrily at the stunned blond and then turned away with a pained groan of Oh dear God Alonso



Viktor sat immobile and then cringed at the distressed sounds from inside the tent. One word echoed throughout his disoriented mind. Son . Professor Kell had called Alonso son . His hands covered his face. What had he done? He regretted every cruel and unjust word he had spoken in his ill-placed anger. Staggering to his feet Viktor fought against the bile that threatened to choke him. He moved quickly to the edge of the desert where he vomited repeatedly until only dry heaves were left. He crawled away from his mess tears falling unheeded. As he tried to rise he was shoved forcefully onto his back. A small dark form straddled him but it was the large glittering knife at his throat that kept him motionless.



You bastard Viktor. You utter utter bastard. I heard every word you said. How could you? How could you say those things of Alonso? Gatrack was shaking with his fury and failed to notice his knife nick Viktor s throat



I saw them in each other s arms. I thought…



No Viktor Gatrack hissed. You did not think. You didn t think at all. I m your friend or I thought I was. Did you honestly believe I would be party to some trick to deceive you? That I would introduce you to Alonso leave the two of you alone to get to know each other with the thought of hurting you at the back of my mind? What did you two talk about? Did you not get told that Evander and his partner Harry his partner of over twenty five years raised Alonso as their son when his parents were killed on their last excavation?

Two spots of high colour on Viktor s otherwise pallid face told Gatrack all he needed to know.



Viktor he said more quietly. Alonso not thinking to talk in the heady experience of his first romance his first time in love I can understand. You however I expected better from you. I trusted you with Alonso. You have betrayed that trust.



Why not use that thing? Viktor s eyes slid to the knife at his throat. Nothing could hurt me more than the way I feel now. It wasn t Alonso I was speaking to it was the American. Alonso will never want me near him again. I ve lost him. Viktor s voice was forlorn. He had abused an innocent in his care. He had taken what he wanted from the beautiful boy not giving the virginal young man time or opportunity to deny him. He had taken as he wanted when he wanted and Alonso had thought it done with love. He had been jealous because he had loved Alonso and been too afraid to admit it too afraid that he would be rejected to think about the consequences of his actions on a guiltless young man. Now he had destroyed what should have been the best thing to have ever happened to him. He had spat vile hurtful words at an innocent who deserved so much better. Who had deserved to have been wooed gently as befitted a first love. He wanted to crawl into a hole in the desert curl up and remain there.



Oh no my friend Gatrack said sheathing his knife safely. You do not get off so easily. He smiled grimly at the shocked look from the blond. You and I are going back to the camp. You are going to apologise to Evander and you are going to apologise and explain to Alonso. I don t know whether he will accept it. I m not even sure I want him to he added candidly. But you *will* apologise and it *will* be tonight.



Reluctantly Viktor trailed after Gatrack. His stomach rolled as Gatrack tapped on the tent pole.



What do you want? Evander hissed at Viktor and then looked in confusion at the line of blood across Viktor s throat and at Gatrack who stood to the side.



Tell him Gatrack said tonelessly.



I came to apologise to you and to Alonso and to try and explain my actions.



What makes you think I will allow you anywhere near Alonso again? Evander asked pugnaciously.



Because Alonso is a man Viktor said standing a little straighter. Because the decision to forgive me…or not and to hear me out…or not is Alonso s to make.



Evander stared from one man to another for a few moments. The decision was Alonso s but the boy was so upset. He caught Gatrack s eye and the minute nod. Evander sagged defeated. It was Alonso s choice. He stepped past Viktor to stand outside.



As Viktor entered the tent all the words he had begun to fashion into an apology fled his mind. There was an acrid smell in the enclosed space and a bucket at the side of Alonso s cot was doubtless the origin. He took in the frail wan faced young man and felt his heart would break.



Oh Lon I m so sorry so very very sorry.



Pained eyes regarded him warily as Alonso moved to sit up in his cot. I ve never begged another in my life Lon Viktor continued. But I m begging now. Please please forgive me. Give me a chance to explain. Please don t turn me away.



Viktor dropped to his knees his head to the floor and his body began to shake with his sobs. He was slowly aware of arms trying to wrap around him and husky sounds in his ear. He raised his head to gaze directly into Alonso s face. Tears streamed down the beloved visage and he tried shakily to rub them away. Forgive me he pleaded.



You hurt me so much Alonso s voice was a hoarse croak.



Sorry so sorry Viktor moaned clutching desperately to the slim form. Please he begged again.



*************



Outside the tent Evander was kept at a discreet distance by Gatrack. The younger man knew Viktor was truly sorry for the hurt he had inflected. He was sure that Alonso s generous heart would recognise this. That was his main reason for enforcing the apology so quickly. He prayed that the two young men that he loved could find a way past this painful episode.



**************



Alonso looked at the shaking blond. He was certain the apology was heartfelt. He needed to know it would not happen again what had triggered Viktor s words but for now there was only one thing he could say.



Yes. The single word was barely more than a whisper but it brought a surge of hope to Viktor s soul. He pulled back a little and pressed fervent kisses to the tear-stained face and his heart soared as Alonso began to return them. Viktor forced himself to stand pulling Alonso with him not wanting his hurting mate to kneel any longer. His hands slid to taut buttocks to lift the smaller man and slender legs wrapped around his waist. He moved to the cot away from the bucket and lay down ensuring Alonso was tucked tightly to his body cradled to his chest. Words tumbled incoherently from Viktor s lips words of gratitude endearments and promises. One thing which Viktor kept as clear as crystal in his mind was the fact he was being given a second chance one he would not squander. He would woo and cherish the angel in his arms as Alonso deserved as Viktor should have from the outset. He felt the slim body go lax against his own and he kept pressing soft kisses to the curly hair until he too slipped into sleep.



Outside the tent Gatrack and Evander paced like anxious parents awaiting news of an imminent birth. It took several long moments for them to realise that there were no more moving shadows or muted sounds coming from inside the tent. Cautiously the tent flap was opened and they peered inside. They saw Viktor lying in Evander s cot with Alonso mostly on top of the blond their arms and legs entwined. Evander cast a frantic glance at Gatrack.



It seems as though Viktor is forgiven he said dryly.



What about me? Evander hissed back.



There will be a spare cot in my tent tonight the dark man said with a half smile. Leave them be Evander. And leave them in the morning. I will tell you what happened to Viktor as I am sure he will tell Alonso. Let them have some time to work this out.



Evander sighed but saw no other course of action. He doused the tent lamp and followed Gatrack to his tent.



***********



Viktor awoke feeling fragile and exhausted with a warm weight across his chest. He glanced down to see Alonso s dark curly hair. He smiled at the way their bodies fit so well together. He cuddled the smaller man tightly nuzzling gently at soft skin. He smiled again as sleepy brown eyes opened to regards him steadily.



I am sorry Lon Viktor offered again.



I forgave you Viktor Alonso reminded. But I need to know why it happened and that it is past. Can we move on from this Viktor?



I want that more than anything Lon Viktor said fervently. Slowly he lowered his mouth to Alonso s and kissed him gently. He received a soft smile and pulled the lithe body closer.



The world always seems a better place when you are in my arms Viktor whispered. I should have told you so more often.



I always felt safe with you Alonso confessed kissing at the scratch across Viktor s throat.



I want you to feel safe Viktor said. Safe needed wanted and loved. You are loved Lon. I love you.



I love you too Alonso s heart soared.



Let me tell you what happened to me although it is no excuse for how I behaved last night. Then you can tell me about your life with the Professor.



************



That night Alonso and Viktor did not go to the dune with Gatrack. Instead they left taking a blanket for themselves and headed to a different one. Evander made no attempt to interfere. When the two young men had finally made an appearance earlier that day neither hid the love they had for the other. It seemed to almost glow between them.



When they reached their dune the two men settled on the blanket. Clothing melted away as they exchanged kisses soft gentle sweet. Viktor s hands caressed Alonso reverently as he exposed smooth caramel skin. This time the lovemaking was gentle as each concentrated on pleasuring the other. Their twin cries were offered to the star-lit canopy above them as their seed flowed a tribute to their shared joy. They nestled together for a while before desire began to course through them once more. Viktor undulated above the slender body as he rubbed his hardening shaft against Alonso s.



Let me taste you love he pleaded.



Yes came a whispered reply.



With a soft groan Viktor rose to his knees and spread apart the younger man s slender legs. He bent to kiss up each smooth inner thigh and pressed Alonso s legs back and out fully displaying the smaller body to his ravenous gaze. His tongue slithered along the crease of groin and thigh to soft mewls of pleasure from Alonso. Viktor dropped lower laving the almost hairless velvety sac to incoherent cries and erotic writhing from his dark beauty. Viktor drew each precious oval into his mouth rolling it tenderly before moving on to the prize that glistened wetly on Alonso s abdomen.



So beautiful my sweet he whispered his breath hot against the straining flesh. A silvery trail beneath the quivering rod bore testament to Alonso s arousal. Viktor lapped it away relishing the taste of Alonso s pre-come. His tongue licked from root to tip and then down again so that his face was buried in damp dark curls. He inhaled the heady scent of musk and arousal.



Alonso s pleasured whimper became a low guttural moan as his shaft was enveloped in hot wet suction. A hand briefly replaced mouth tenderly twisting the swollen head and tracing the prominent vein and then Viktor s voracious mouth was back. Alonso wailed and thrashed as the older man s head began to bob up and down. The wet heat seemed to sear his virginal flesh. He could feel Viktor s tongue swirling around the head of his arousal. The suction of his lips and the way his teeth delicately grazed sensitised flesh erotically tortured Alonso. His mate was setting his body alight with need and want. He arched upwards with a scream of Viktor s name on his lips as pleasure he seemed to feel in every individual cell ignited simultaneously. His orgasm thundered through his body and his cream flooded his lover s ravenous mouth as he convulsed helplessly under the older man. A feather-light touch to his hidden entrance prolonged his pleasure as it brought nerves Alonso never knew existed into life. He fell back sated as his spent flesh finally slipped from Viktor s mouth.



I love you Alonso murmured.



I love you too angel Viktor replied as he stroked the youthful limbs that still trembled in the aftermath of such an intense release.



Unable to prevent a blush staining his cheeks Alonso moved to lie over the bigger blond. He felt a surge of power as Viktor gave a low groan deep in his chest as slim hands began to gently pinch at the pink nubs peeking from his chest hair. Emboldened by his lover s reaction Alonso lapped at one then the other teasing with his fingers whichever was bereft of his mouth. Finally he sucked one taut teat into his mouth grazing the peak with his teeth and relishing the evidence of Viktor s pleasure as the older man stroked his hair and shoulders.



So good angel Viktor moaned as he writhed at the tender onslaught. His nipples ached pleasurably but another part of his anatomy ached with need. Please baby touch me he begged.



I want to touch you Viktor Alonso whispered. I want to make you feel good.



With a low rumble Viktor rolled their bodies to straddle his slender love.



Ah God yes he groaned as soft hands began to caress the shaft that jutted hard red and needy from his pelt of thick blond pubic fur. His hips began to rock thrusting into the tunnel of Alonso s hands. His member dripped pre-come copiously some pooling on the smooth caramel skin of his young lover the other lubricating his flesh as it began to move faster. Going to come Lon Viktor panted as he locked eyes with his lover. Coming baby. Viktor threw back his head and roared his completion. He seed pulsed hot and wet to anoint the beloved boy beneath him.



Daringly Alonso drew two fingers through the pearlescent seed and raised his fingers to his mouth. He sucked slowly savouring the taste of his lover s release. As he reached for more Viktor caught his hand raising it to his own lips before leaning down to kiss Alonso feeding his release into Alonso s mouth with his tongue. Alonso accepted the offering with a soft moan.



The lovers lay cradling each other before reluctantly acknowledging the need to return to their camp. The walked slowly hand in hand until they reached Alonso s tent. As they stopped Viktor reached to cradle the angelic face of his beautiful boy.



I love you Lon he vowed.



I love you Viktor Alonso affirmed.



They kissed softly expressing love before finally parting. Viktor watched Alonso enter his tent before moving to his own. Neither young man noticed the black hate-filled eyes that had watched them return to camp.



**********



Alonso sat cataloguing the work completed by the students when a shadow fell over him. He looked up and smiled at his lover.



Can you leave this for an hour? Viktor asked.



Yes Alonso replied a thrill running through his slender frame as Viktor held out his hand. Accepting it he allowed the older man to lead him to the edge of the camp where two horses stood saddled. Viktor Alonso breathed stunned at the sight.



The horses were Arabian stallions and Alonso had never seen such magnificent horses. Both were dark coloured and their coats seemed to shine.



I have a friend Viktor whispered. He let me borrow these.



Reverently Alonso mounted the horse Viktor indicated and watched his lover swing easily into the saddle of the other. They trotted away from the camp with decorum but once a discrete distance away Viktor gave a cry and urged his mount on Alonso following. The younger man felt as though he was flying as he rode hard and fast keeping up with his lover. He reined in his horse as he saw Viktor do the same and the two men leant to kiss each other panting into each other s mouth.



There is going to be a joint camp barbeque tonight Viktor said. We will not be able to sit amongst the dunes as previously. These things go on late and as you and the Professor are your team s leaders you will be expected to mix and circulate.



And what of you? Alonso asked breathlessly. Although he did ride at home it was nothing like what he had just experienced and he was incredibly exhilarated.



Gat and I are just Guides. We re not expected to mix with you Viktor shrugged. You must have attended these before.



I have. I just never realised why Gat wasn t there. I am so stupid Alonso berated himself. I just assumed he did not want to be not that he was not supposed to be. He gave Viktor a defiant stare that had the older man smirking.



And just what is that look for my little tiger-cub? Viktor purred.



I don t care whether anyone else takes their Guides Alonso stated. But you and Gat will be with me or I will not go.



Lon… Viktor began but was interrupted.



I mean it Viktor. Even if you and I weren t lovers you and Gat are my friends. I feel so guilty. I want you there both of you. Please he added the last turning big brown eyes at his smitten lover.



Viktor sighed. He could refuse the younger man almost nothing when he used those eyes so potently. However it did mean that whereas he had expected not to even see his lover that night and although he would have to share he could enjoy Alonso s company. They were already into the second week of their time together and Viktor wanted to relish every minute he could.



I can t speak for Gat but I will be there he conceded.



I will talk to Gat myself Alonso nodded.



Now that is settled Viktor said dismounting. Come and lie with me for a few moments.



Alonso dropped gracefully to the floor and for long minutes the two men lay kissing tenderly. It was with reluctance that they parted. Each man s swollen lips bearing testimony to the love they shared. Smiling they remounted the horses for another ride before heading back to the camp.



***********



Gatrack and Viktor sat on the periphery of the barbeque held close to the magnificent pyramid. Lit torches made the edifice almost unearthly in the flickering light. Other Guides and workers either remained at their own campsites or mixed with each other. They glanced up as Alonso came to sit with them.



You are expected to circulate as you have on previous occasions Gatrack said with a half smile.



That was before I realised how elite it all was Alonso said pouting. It s good for the boys. They are making some useful contacts he added smiling as he sat between his friends. He giggled musically as both Gatrack and Viktor poked at him. For the next few minutes I just want to sit with people I love he added as he slid an arm around both men his friend and his lover. He sighed happily as he felt their arms encircle his back.



That night as Viktor and Gatrack settled in their tent Gatrack s voice floated over to the blond s ears.



What will happen when Alonso returns home?



I intend to go with him Viktor replied. I have money…enough he said with an almost imperceptible pause. I will manage.



I always thought you would make a beautiful couple Gatrack said.



Viktor could hear the smile in the other man s voice.



He is still very young he offered.



With a mature soul Gatrack effortlessly replied. I have known him for years Viktor. He is not fickle by nature. He loves you.



And I him Viktor replied ardently. However this is a different place. What happens back in the real world is yet to be known.



He will continue to love you Gatrack said. He has the experience of the love of his parents as well those who became his parents to guide him. It will not always be plain sailing on a calm sea Viktor but there will be joy and happiness for you my friend Gatrack predicted. He won t fail you his heart is loyal and his love will be as steadfast as that we see written in the stars.



Thanks Gat Viktor smiled. //Joy and happiness// his mind echoed.



The next day was to be spent in the local town. Messages would be sent to anxious families as well as time in the local marketplace to buy souvenirs. There would only be one other such day before the trip ended. Viktor smiled as he settled. He had an idea of what he wanted from the market.



***********



Alonso and Viktor walked together through the teeming market amidst the myriad of brightly coloured stalls and people. They stopped each looking through the merchandise of different stands. A charm had caught Alonso s eyes. It was in the shape of a crescent moon with a small star hanging from it on a fine chain. Alonso smiled. During their evenings together the moon and stars had born witness to the love he shared with Viktor. He selected a chain for it and caught up in his haggling failed to notice Viktor similarly occupied. Pleased with price paid for his prize he turned to hold out his gift to Viktor as the older man moved to do the same. Alonso looked at the burnished sun charm as he held out his silver moon and star.



I bought this for you to always remind you of our first nights together he whispered.



And I bought you this because you are the sun that lights and warms my life Viktor replied.



Reverently each man fastened their charm around the neck of the recipient and hugged the other tightly. As Viktor stood back he took careful note of the direction the grey hair of the Professor was headed. A tug at his robe had him looking down into the face of a small boy.

Effendi Viktor the boy lisped. Effendi Gatrack needs help at the Hotel. Can you come straight away?



I ll come with you Alonso offered but Viktor shook his head.



The Professor is just over there. Join him and continue to enjoy the market. I won t be long. If you ve already started back to the camp I ll meet you there.



Viktor watched as Alonso headed swiftly in the direction of Evander before striding away. As such he did not see that his beloved never made it to the safety of his mentor s side.



Move wrongly or cry out and you die boy the voice hissed into his ear as a sharp knife dug into his side. Turn right into that alleyway. Move.



Alonso was too shocked to make any attempt to disobey. Once inside the dark dank alley he was shoved roughly against a hard wall the roughness scraping the soft skin of his cheek.



What do you want of me? he asked fearfully. He had little money and his assailant was methodically checking his pockets. He tried to move as his attacker s hands curled at his groin moving to touch him with a familiarity to which they had no right. He received a stunning blow to the base of his skull for his efforts. Dazed he felt rope encircle his throat and then tie his hands tightly behind him. A move of his arms tightened the rope around his neck and he whimpered.



Why are you doing this? he cried before a dirty rag was pushed between his teeth and tied behind his head.



To hurt the man who loves you. To watch Viktor Morte blame himself for leaving you alone to vanish forever.



As tears began to fall another harder blow to Alonso rendered the young man unconscious. Nobody attempted to stop Hamak as he strode from the alley to where his horse was tethered. As he readied the boy to throw across his mount Hamak s eye caught the glint of the suncharm. Smiling coldly Hamak removed the trinket and absently fastened it around his own throat until he returned to camp.



El-Sidar will decorate you with other charms as befits his new concubine the dark man chuckled malevolently. It was the perfect revenge delivering the boy beloved of Death to a man who would pay him for the privilege. Pushing the limp body over his horse Hamak mounted and rode away.



***********



When Alonso s eyes fluttered open he was still bound and gagged but inside a tent he did not know. All it contained was a pile of cushions next to the central support pole. He whimpered fearfully around the dirty cloth as he heard Hamak s voice and then he and a stranger entered the tent.



The stranger was at least as tall and powerful as Viktor but dark to his lover s light. Straight raven black hair fell below his shoulders held back from his face by a gold circlet. His dark beard was close cropped and his dark eyes seemed to glitter like jet. He could nearly be regarded as attractive.



Nearly.



If you ignored the aura of menace that seemed to surround the man like a mantle.



If you ignored the glitter of lust in the dark eyes.



If you ignored the cruel leering smile that played around thin lips.



Alonso shuddered.



He is indeed very pretty to the eye Hamak the man s voice was cultured and oily. You claim him to be chaste?



Indeed my lord Hamak simpered. He has not been taken by his lover.



If he is less than you say you will regret it the dark man growled. He smiled again licking his lips. However if he is as you say I will be well pleased with you. He tossed a bag of coins to the obsequious man. Untie him that I may see him properly.



Alonso tried to shuffle away as he was cut free but there was nowhere for him to go and he stared with wide frightened eyes as the big dark man crouched beside him.



I am Mahoud-el-Sidar the big man said proudly as he reached to touch Alonso s chafed throat.



Please don t he pleaded. Please. Let me go home. At the image of Viktor s face that appeared as he spoke the word home tears fell from Alonso s eyes.



This is your home now boy El-Sidar replied. My guards patrol the camp. If you attempt to run away he gripped Alonso s chin so tightly that the young man whimpered in pain. They will bring you back and you will be punished. If you accept your place as my newest concubine and obey me then it will not be unpleasant for you here. He stroked the boy s smooth cheek. His finger caught a teardrop and he brought it to his lips to lick it clean. Sweet he whispered. I have guests to entertain now but I will have some of my boys prepare you to be received by me and we will know each other tonight…intimately. He leered at the slender supine form ignoring the sobs that now wracked Alonso s body. When I take you I will name you as I name all my concubines. Rest now my pet. You will need all your energy… for later.



As Hamak followed the bigger man from he tent Alonso crawled to the cushions buried his face and cried hysterically. //Please Viktor please please find me soon// he prayed. The events of the day the fear the exhaustion slowly and insidiously took their toll on the fragile young man. Blackness enveloped Alonso as he lost consciousness.



**********



At the camp frantic searches were ongoing. Viktor had found that there was no Gatrack waiting for him at the Hotel. He had unsuccessfully enquired of his friend s whereabouts and with mounting fear and concern had returned to the market. When he reached the market Evander and the boys had already left in the truck. He had gone to hire a horse and ridden to the camp only to find Alonso was not with his mentor and their students. Gatrack had immediately taken the truck and returned to town. As a precaution that Alonso had not simply got a ride with others from the site the whole area was being thoroughly checked.



Evander s students stood in a huddle by their teacher. The idea that Alonso could have simply vanished underscoring all the warnings they had previously taken so lightly. They cast frightened glances at the worried faces of the older men around them.



He would not have gone voluntarily with a stranger Evander said emphatically. He knows the dangers well. Why did you leave him Viktor?



He was so close to you I thought him safe Viktor turned anguished eyes on the older man.



I m sorry Viktor Evander said suddenly contrite. The blond was probably blaming himself enough and his pain was there for all to see. I didn t mean it. I know you would never have just left Alonso.



I should have walked him to you Viktor groaned. It s all my fault.



A crowd of workers gathered around the small group. Into the group sidled Hamak. He kept his lower face covered as he smiled to see the pain on the face of his avowed nemesis.



A sudden movement and struggle in the group of workers had Viktor and the others running to see what was happening.



Hamak lay on his back. Gatrack straddled him with a look of such hatred and fury that the four students pressed closer together for comfort.



A self-centred animal such as you knows nothing about charity Gatrack hissed. I regularly give pennies to the children of the town. So when I asked about one being told to give Viktor a message from me it took little time for that boy to be found and for him to describe you Hamak.



A choked exclamation from Viktor had everyone s attention shifting to the blond.



That necklace he whispered and reached to snatch it from Hamak s neck. I only bought it for Alonso this morning at the market.



Hamak felt a chill run through his body. He had been prepared to simply deny seeing the boy. He cursed his stupidity for not removing the charm sooner. However that quickly became a moot issue as another worker came running calling for Gatrack.



Effendi Gatrack the man huffed. I found this hidden amongst Hamak s belongings. The bag of coins for selling Alonso was held aloft and Hamak heard the murmurings of the men around him intensify. He has sold the boy. The words caused a ripple through the onlookers. Alonso was a known and popular young man. The crowd moved closer to the bodies on the sand.



Evander said Gatrack steadily. Please take yourself and our boys to the big tent and stay there.



Gat… Evander began.



If you want us to find Alonso and bring him home please do as I say Gatrack said his voice commanding. Go Evander please and take our boys he added more softly.



Without another word the older man ushered his wards to the tent. The look in Gatrack s eyes told the Professor he did not want to know what methods Gatrack was prepared to use to get what he needed. As far as Evander was concerned he cared only for the safe return of his beloved Alonso.



As soon as Evander was gone Gatrack pressed his knife harder into the Egyptian s throat.



I can unman you and leave you to bleed and die slowly he hissed malevolently. Or you can tell me where you took Alonso. The choice is yours.



Hamak swallowed nervously. He did not fear the blond man but the dark twisted creature squatting above him…this man he feared.



I sold him to El-Sidar he whispered hoping the truth would save him.



An angry murmur rippled loudly through the crowd. The thought of the beautiful innocent in the camp of such a monster angered the men.



You sold Alonso to that vile creature? Gatrack growled. What did he ever do to you?



Not him Hamak said sullenly. Death. I wanted him to suffer.



You wanted to make Viktor suffer and so you sold a pure soul like Alonso into the clutches of a devil like Sidar.



At Gatrack s words Viktor gave a cry of pain and grief and lunged forward.



He was too slow.



With economy of movement Gatrack slid his knife dispassionately across Hamak s throat severing the carotid artery with ease. He stood ignoring the bleeding body and spoke to the assembled men.



In addition to the bag of coin divide amongst you whatever else of Hamak s there is of value. Take that he waved in the direction of the corpse. Into the desert and bury it for the garbage that it is. From this day forth the name of Hamak ceases to exist.



The boy? one man asked as others moved to unquestioningly obey the dark man that now seemed to burn with an inner fire.



I will go to the camp of Mahoud-el-Sidar to bring him home.



The man nodded and hurried to help the others.



We will go Viktor said moving to stand by the smaller man. He barely recognised this Gatrack but had no intention of being left behind. He met Gatrack s expressionless eyes levelly.



You saw what I just did Viktor. You are not a man to kill in cold blood. Could you kill? If you came face to face with Sidar s guard could you do as I have just done? It can make the difference between getting Alonso out alive and us all being at that monster s mercy.



I will do anything I have to to get Alonso back Viktor vowed.



One other thing you have to face Gatrack said laying a hand on Viktor s arm and the blond saw the pain in the smaller man s eyes as he next spoke. Even if we find Alonso alive he may already have been …sullied. Are you strong enough to bear that for him?



I love him Viktor replied decisively. I want him at my side for the rest of our lives. Nothing will change that.



Eyes as hard as emerald locked with those of blazing sapphire.



Arm yourself Gatrack directed. Guns if you must but knives are silent as well as deadly. We can take the truck with a couple of horses. The truck we can t drive all the way to the camp the horses will take us the final part of the way. We can leave them to find their way back to camp once we have Alonso in the truck.



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In his tent prison Alonso looked up as four young men entered. He scuttled against the tent pole as he regarded them fearfully. Three were clearly Egyptian dark of skin hair and eyes. Two looked to be about his height or a little taller and of broader build and the third seemed smaller and younger. The fourth was small and slender and had light brown hair. He wore a yashmak beneath his eyes only one of which could be seen and which regarded Alonso with a blue stare. One side of his face had his locks pulled and secured behind his ear the other side was covered by a long and freshly combed curtain of shining tresses.



Who are you? What do you want with me? Alonso asked hoarsely.



I am Taurus. We are concubines of El- Sidar. We have been ordered to prepare you for him the bigger and broader of the three dark young men spoke.



Please Alonso begged. Don t do this to me. Please let me go.



We cannot beautiful one Taurus said sadly as he slowly approached the frightened young man. Our master s guards are everywhere. You would not get far and then all of us would be punished.



We know what it is to fear the smallest of the trio spoke. If we could do anything to help you we would but there is no escape from here.



This is Midnight Taurus said. The other is Orion. They are my only light in this dark life.



As you are ours Orion smiled as his companion.



He then indicated the lighter coloured young man. This is Half-Moon. His previous master scarred him for disobedience. None save our master may gaze on his face. He is denied even such love and companionship as we three share. He must sleep in a tent alone.



We have to wash oil and dress you Half-Moon explained. Tonight you are to be taken by the master and he will then choose your new name.



I have never given myself Alonso sobbed. We were to wait until we returned home. It was to be the consummation of our love not… not…



Sobbing again wracked the slender form and Alonso was aware of strong arms that drew him into a tender embrace and hands that stroked and petted as the four young slaves tried to bring a measure of comfort to the terrified young man in a place in which there was little love or mercy to be found.



**************



Gatrack and Viktor had left the truck and rode hard and fast as evening began to fall. Each man prayed fervently that Alonso be spared and vowed that no matter what the beautiful young man would still hold his special place in their hearts. They reined in the horses as smoke arising from behind a dune heralded the camp they sought. Tethering the horses and hobbling them the two men crawled cautiously to the crest of the dune.



Several tents were dotted around and men in dark garb wandered seemingly aimlessly. The largest tent had two of the dark-dressed men clearly guards standing outside.



El-Sidar will be in the guarded tent but Alonso may be in any of the others Gatrack surmised. As they watched a guard exited the tent and headed towards the outskirts of the camp in their direction.



Do you have a plan? Viktor whispered.



Get in find Alonso get out Gatrack replied. Did I miss anything?



Alive. Get out alive Viktor said with a grim smile.



We would be best splitting up and that looks like a good opportunity for you to look more like a guard. Gatrack indicated the lone man who clearly intended to take care of personal ablutions. Remember what I said Gatrack whispered as he vanished.



Viktor regarded his prey silently. He was not a cold-blooded killer but he would do whatever it took to free his lover from this place of evil.



He stalked forward silent and deadly.



************



The guard walked laconically into camp and was ushered back into the large tent. He took up his place not far from the opening and took in the sights. El-Sidar sat on a large throne watching two of his dancers.



The young woman wore little more than gold discs to cover her nipples and the diaphanous gold skirt was as good as transparent. The young man wore what amounted to two short scraps of silk to cover his genitals and buttocks held in place by golden chains. As he spun his audience were repeatedly treated to glimpses of what the material purported to hide. He wore a gold collar from which a thin gold chain led down to attach to another chain stretched between two thin gold loops that pierced his nipples. The chain then continued down to attach to a piercing at his navel. As he shimmied the chains glittered and a couple of charms attached to them tinkled.



The newcomer could see that there were a few more young men and women reclining almost naked. Some of whom looked with drug-glazed eyes without seeing and there were just a couple of other guards. El-Sidar wore opulent clothing extravagant jewellery and smile of self-satisfaction as he reached repeatedly to caress the bare shoulder of the young man who sat at his feet in front of him. The man s breath caught in his throat as he looked at the newest concubine.



The dark curls shone like a halo and were pulled back from the exquisite face by jewelled combs. He wore a gold collar a slave bracelet on his right bicep and gold cuffs at his wrists and ankles. His only clothing was identical to the male dancer s except it like the female dancer s was diaphanous and the boy kept his hands covering his groin. The material was so low on the boy s hips that as the watcher looked closely he could see the boy s treasure trail and the hint of dark curls peeking at the top of the material. His caramel skin glowed with an oiled sheen. His eyes were outlined with dark kohl his lips and nipples highlighted with rouge to make them appear plumper and more inviting. He looked to be almost the perfect harem sex slave.



Almost.



If you ignored the shivers that shook his slender frame.



If you ignored the shudders of revulsion at every touch or word from El-Sidar.



If you ignored the sheer naked terror in the expressive brown eyes.



At a signal from El-Sidar the male dancer moved closer. His hand caressed beneath the silk to encourage the young man to full hardness. The dancer s head fell back to a moan of delight at his master s touch. At another order the dancer released the chain that held the silk to his body. El-Sidar licked his lips at the erotic sight of the aroused attractive male. He gave another command and one of the young men crawled forward as the dancer stepped back. The dancer moaned appreciatively as his erection was slowly licked. He played with the chains attached to his body as his flesh was teased and wetted. He threw a sultry look at his master and was rewarded by a lewd smile. Another command and the female dancer was pushed to her hands and knees and mounted from behind by another man without pre-amble. The man pounded into her his hands gripping her hips tightly.



The male dancer pulled his saliva-slick shaft from the mouth of the young man kneeling before him. He moved behind and pushed him onto all fours raising slim hips and pulling away the cloth that covered him. He stroked the dark taut buttocks as he exposed them creating an erotic visual feast for his master. Locking eyes with the older man the dancer pulled the boy s cheeks apart and then plunged into the unprepared sheath. Immediately he began to ride his unwilling mount hard and fast. The boy cried out at the rough entry but under the expertise of the dancer began to groan more pleasurably. The dancer knew how to angle his shaft to hit the hidden jewel and reached to fondle the growing hardness of his reluctant partner. The dancer gave a smile of triumph as he sent more smouldering looks at his master. The older man clearly showed his appreciation with a wide smile and a hand working at flesh hidden to the dancer s view. He was certain he would be rewarded well for his performance.



Alonso was terrified and shuddered helplessly each time El-Sidar s breath or hand touched his skin. He sat as rigid as possible trying to preserve his modesty as he was forced to watch El-Sidar s notion of entertainment. At the hated man s command fear turned into shock at the way dancing gave way to sex. Alonso struggled to breathe as he watched the woman carelessly taken and the way the dancer forcibly entered the other man.

You will be taken to my tent precious El-Sidar s voice permeated Alonso s shock. I will be ready in a few more minutes.



He shouted an order and two guards came forward to pull the unresisting young man to his feet. El-Sidar was unable to resist caressing the jewels between the boy s thighs and cupping the soft sac before allowing him to be led away.



It suddenly registered in Alonso s mind that El-Sidar was watching this display to become aroused in preparation for….



//Please no please no please no//



The chant in Alonso s mind was repeated until he was shoved roughly to the floor of another tent. As he fell he became aware of his surroundings. A thick pole in the centre of opulent cushions held chains and Alonso now understood the reason for the added loops on the cuffs of his wrists and ankles. He would be chained here to await El-Sidar s pleasure and unable to defend himself from the unwanted advances. He gave a muted wail of fear.



Alonso then became aware of the guards struggling with each other. The headdress of one fell aside to reveal blond hair and Alonso gasped Viktor s name. The young man struggled to his feet eyes casting frantically for some way to help his lover. Before he could make another movement one strong arm around his mouth cut off a cry of shock and another around his waist lifted him effortlessly.



Mahoud-el-Sidar carried his prize outside his tent and shouted to two guards with their backs to him.



There is an intruder in my tent. Subdue and restrain him. I will take my pleasure with my new concubine and deal with him when sated.



Alonso kicked and struggled as he was carried to a smaller tent but it was all futile in the grasp of the bigger stronger male. As they entered the tent Half-Moon moved to his knees shocked at the intrusion.



Master he offered submissively.



Get out El-Sidar snarled. I wish to enjoy this kitten without an audience. Wait in the main tent. He whirled Alonso in his arms and backhanded the slighter man to the ground as Half-Moon passed them. In his tent as with others chains were attached to the secured central pole.



Don t touch me Alonso cried in fear as he was hauled towards the restrains El-Sidar s hands fondling him as he was moved. Please. Please don t rape me.



Half-Moon paused at the entrance to the tent and glanced back. His master was between the young man s spread thighs which flailed uselessly. One hand held Alonso s wrists as he shuffled the struggling boy towards the post and its chains the other stroked the flesh at his groin as if trying to arouse the terrified young man. Half-Moon heard Alonso s pleas and remembered his same fate. That day nobody came to rescue him and he was raped repeatedly by the man who had stolen him from his family. He was taught how to pleasure a man and sold to the master who had scarred him for disobedience. Now he was subject to the desires of a man about to rape another innocent.



It was too much for the young man. Despite the knowledge that his actions could lead to his punishment and even death Half-Moon could not ignore Alonso s cries. He leapt on El-Sidar s back hoping to reach the knife he knew was carried at the bigger man s hip. His weight was so slight that he was thrown easily by the stronger man.



You will pay dearly Half-Moon El-Sidar snarled spittle flying from his mouth. Alonso temporarily forgotten he rammed his fist into Half-Moon s unprotected abdomen leaving him doubled in pain. He stood over the terrified young men and aimed a brutal kick.



No don t hurt him Alonso cried throwing himself over Half-Moon s body to shield him from the blows yelping in pain as he was kicked hard.



You will both regret displeasing me El-Sidar promised as the two petrified young men each held tight to the other looking up at the furious male standing over them. As they watched a bubble of blood formed at the corner of El-Sidar s mouth. It burst to ooze down towards his chin as the man sank to his knees before pitching face down.



Viktor Alonso cried the name of their saviour.



The blond man himself beaten and bloodied stood holding a knife stained with the essence of the man he had just killed. It was immediately forgotten as two young men sought shelter in his arms still holding each other. Instinctively he shielded them both.



At the sound behind them Viktor whirled pushing the younger men to safety behind him. He regarded two youthful guards before smiling.



Gatrack had already reached the three young concubines and had Taurus and Orion use the same guise as Viktor. They had been the guards to whom El-Sidar had shouted his orders. Instead of subduing the blond they had attacked the guard leaving the older man to chase after his beloved.



El-Sidar is no longer your master Viktor informed them as Gatrack and Midnight hastened into the tent.



We have torched some of the tents and El-Sidar s guards and slaves are trying to loot as best they can Gatrack said. We need to leave now.



Take us too pleaded Taurus. He smiled at the nod and led his lovers outside. Viktor moved next pulling Alonso with him. Half-Moon moved more slowly his visible eye locked on Gatrack.



Gatrack extended his hand to the younger man and pulled the unresisting form to his side. As they touched he felt a frisson that judging by the expression on the face of the man in his arms had been felt by them both. The blue eye was old before its time and he squeezed the lithe body tightly to his.



You would take me? Half-Moon asked uncertainly.



You will stay with me Gatrack said decisively. Now we must hurry to join the others.



Once they reached the truck the horses were not left as there were no pursuers. With the death of El-Sidar those remaining sought only to take care of themselves. Gatrack drove at a relatively slow pace with Half-moon s head on his leg and one of his hands caressing the light hair. In the back Viktor cradled Alonso to his chest whilst Taurus hugged Orion and Midnight tightly.



As they arrived at the camp Evander and the students came to greet them. The older man immediately took charge. The fire was stoked and all were sat around it with blankets to cover the near nudity of Alonso and Half-Moon. Warm drinks were distributed along with some basic food to settle shock and fear. The three boys who huddled together were allocated sleeping space in the tent with the students. Alonso was to sleep in his own tent Viktor remaining with him. Gatrack would have his usual tent and the boy who gazed at him so devotedly would stay with him. It took little time for exhaustion to follow once adrenaline had seeped from everyone s veins. Evander moved between the three tents ensuring everybody was settled safely. He smiled at the sight of Gatrack entwined with the young man at the three youngsters who wrapped around each other and at Alonso already sleeping in the arms of his blond rescuer. The older man gave a prayer of thanks and hopes that no nightmares would come and disturb the sleep of his now dramatically extended family.



**************



As Midnight Orion and Taurus awoke they found they were alone in the tent. Smiles of joy lit up their faces as they realised they were free of El-Sidar. Kisses of happiness soon became kisses of desire.



I want you both Midnight moaned. I want to know you both as a free man.



Tenderly Midnight was lain on his back. The two bigger men kissing and caressing the more slender body as Midnight allowed his legs to drift apart offering and inviting deeper more intimate access to his body. Orion retrieved oil from one of the lamps and they began to stretch their lover s small dark portal as Taurus sucked on pierced nipples and Orion on the slender shaft that rose proudly from a small nest of dark curls.



Taurus slid first into tight heat. As his hips undulated he kissed and was kissed by his two lovers as Orion lightly stroked and was stroked by Midnight.



So good my loves Taurus groaned huskily. I cannot last. He moaned as his seed filled the willing body beneath him. Slowly he left his mate s sheath and watched as Orion slid inside the enticing youngest man.



Midnight panted as Orion replaced Taurus inside him. His lover s talented hands had already brought him close to spending and then allowed him to retreat from the pleasurable abyss that awaited him. He turned to kiss the satiated man at his side as a large strong hand encircled his eager manhood.



Oh yes Taurus touch me he gasped. Fill me Orion he begged.



Orion had already been close to coming at the sight of Taurus and Midnight. In some way their freedom seemed to make every nuance of their lovemaking sharper and more arousing. He watched as the two men he loved kissed and he thrust faster into the channel that gripped him lovingly and was slick with the evidence of Taurus joy. He changed his angle and Midnight wailed his approval. A couple more strokes and the younger man came bucking and crying his release. As his shaft was squeezed by Midnight s rippling sheath Orion s seed flowed to join that of his older lover in the depths of the younger man they both adored. As he carefully withdrew from the sated body he was joined by Taurus and they both licked clean the silvery seed adorning the slender body of their contented lover.



I love you both so much Midnight whispered as tears began to fall. Don t ever leave me.



We love you Orion assured as they lay either side of the younger man to kiss and cradle him. We will never be parted from your side.



We promise Taurus added. Whatever may befall us from this day we remain together. I am hopeful that those we helped may be able to help us. But for now my adored one he kissed Midnight. My precious one he kissed Orion. Let us rest a while in peace and contentment.



Snuggling together they arranged themselves so that the smaller two men moulded themselves over Taurus musculature body. He enveloped them each in a strong loving embrace as they each nuzzled into a shoulder. Within seconds they all slept soft smiles playing around their lips.



**********



Gatrack awoke feeling more content than he had since childhood. He gazed in awe at the young man who held so tightly to him. One arm was around his waist a leg between his and he suddenly felt a surge of protectiveness for the abused youth. He had been just another bed-warmer another way to slake lust for El-Sidar a victim. He stroked the light brown hair frowning that Half-Moon had not removed the mask from his face. He smiled as he was cuddled closer and then an apprehensive blue eye regarded him unblinking.



Good morning little one Gatrack murmured. The endearment did not seem out of place. The younger man was barely taller than Gatrack. A small hand traced the palsied side of his face.



Were you punished too? a soft voice asked with empathy.



No little one. I was born this way.



Your eyes hold deep loneliness such as I have known Half-Moon whispered. I would ask you keep me as I felt something here the young man pointed at his chest when I first beheld you. If you feel I am worthy he added sadly his eye falling from Gatrack s face.



Half-Moon Gatrack said hoarsely. He lifted the boy s chin to see a single tear slide from view.



I have been used Half-Moon sighed. I am unworthy to have you want me as I want you for you to feel for me as I feel for you.



Do you offer yourself to me as a slave? Gatrack asked. He pressed a single finger to the boy s luscious lips to prevent him from speaking too soon. I do not want a slave in my bed. I want one who loves me for what I am and who I am. I could never be satisfied with just your body a mere shell for all its beauty. If I cannot have your heart then I will have nothing.



My…my heart? Half-Moon gasped. It was yours the moment I beheld you. I have never offered myself to another. My body has always been taken. But all that I have and all that I am I offer to you freely.



Are you sure little one? Gatrack pressed. I do not just want you here and now. I want you with me at my side for the rest of our lives. I will not share once you give yourself to me there will be no others.



I want no other but you.



Gatrack moaned as the veil was lifted for Half-Moon to kiss him. His moan became a growl and he tore the mask from the boy s face pushing the hair aside to kiss the exposed face. He warned himself to take care not to rush or be careless. Half-Moon was not innocent but this would be the first time he would have the joy of being made love to. Gatrack vowed he would ensure it would be an experience his lover-to-be never forgot.



Clothing melted away and Gatrack moaned his pleasure as small hands stroked the dusting of hair at his chest and then gently pinched the dark nipples to stiff peaks. In his turn Gatrack s hands swept over pale smooth skin. It was not blemish free. Faint scarring told of beatings the young man had endured and moving to his knees Gatrack kissed each one he could find. Although he wanted to take things slowly there was a mutual need to possess and be possessed. Growling his displeasure Gatrack moved from the warmth of Half-Moon s writhing body to retrieve a jar. He saw the younger man look askance.



Alonso buys this salve for me he said as he opened the jar and took a small amount to coat his fingers. The sent of rose filled the air. It is meant to soften skin. It is safe for me to use here. The younger man s eyes expressed his gratitude at the use of lubrication and Gatrack s heart wept anew at imagined hurts. Pushing them forcefully aside he devoted himself to ensuring his lover s pleasure. A husky sound left Half-Moon s throat as a salve-slick digit slid between his legs to enter his hidden opening. Gatrack was entranced at the way the younger man squirmed on the single digit his passion raised in a rosy column. Gatrack s mouth fed on the fluid that wept copiously from the aroused organ as he entered the slender sheath with a second and then third finger. Finally he lifted Half-Moon s legs to drape over his shoulders. As the young man made a distressed sound he was soothed by kisses bestowed on his smooth thighs.



You Gatrack he begged. I need you.



It is no hardship to fulfil your needs my love Gatrack promised as he aimed his twisted body at the glistening portal. He pressed forward and was enveloped in velvet heat. He knew he would come quickly and reached to pump the eager organ that curved over Half-Moon s stomach.



Can t hold back he groaned through clenched teeth. So tight so hot. The boy s slender sheath enveloping the older man s arousal in a searing grasp.



Come inside me Half-Moon pleaded. Give me your seed the evidence of your love for me.



Come with me Gatrack rasped. Let us come together in shared ecstasy.



With a cry each man crested and spilled their seed. Half-Moon s covering Gatrack s hand and their bodies and Gatrack deep in the man he now claimed as his own. The older man was unable to remain in the kneeling position and quickly had to roll to one side. As he absently stroked his young lover s cheek his eyes widened in shock. He remembered why Half-Moon had been reluctant to remove his mask He kissed the satiated young man and moved to return with scissors. He met the apprehensive look levelly.



Do you trust me? he asked.



With all that I am came the soft reply.



A few minutes later the older man held a mirror up for the younger and both men laughed and cried together. As they recovered Half-Moon took the scissors for himself.



And do you trust me? he queried.



With my life Gatrack replied without hesitation and was rewarded by the incandescent smile of his lover. He made a note to have that look on the beloved face more often and then submitted to Half-Moon s attentions.



************



Evander left everyone till close to midday before tapping on the tents and gathering them together to talk and eat. He smiled at the three hesitant young men ushering them to where the campfire would normally blaze and ensuring they had sufficient food and drink. They were next joined by Viktor and Alonso. Evander smiled at the way the trio rose and hugged his ward tightly and shook hands with Viktor. His eyes moved to the final couple as they approached and his gasp had everyone s attention. As one they all rose to stare at Gatrack and Half-Moon.



Half-Moon wore a shirt and pants belonging to Gatrack but it was not the western attire or even the incandescent smile. His light brown hair had been cut into a bob level with his chin and no longer covered his face…his seemingly flawless face. As he was pulled joyously into embrace after embrace his scar became apparent. It was a thin silver line from his eye to his mouth. The surrounding skin showed no sign of puckering or redness the mark was almost invisible.



The shock was not reserved for the younger of the men. Gatrack still wore his Egyptian garb but the shaggy hair and beard were gone. His hair was cut to above his collar and the beard neatly trimmed. He looked years younger and although he still had his customary half smile it seemed less obvious. He even seemed to walk taller no longer hunching further to avoid being seen.



Whether it was the change in posture that seemed to make his spine less twisted or simply the rapture that was evident for all to see Alonso neither knew nor cared. He sobbed as he wrapped his arms around the older man he had loved for years and the younger who had come to mean so much to him so quickly. Without hesitation they enthusiastically returned his embrace making soothing noises until Alonso was able to smile his happiness.



For a while they all simply sat and ate comfortable in each other s company. It was Midnight who finally broke the silence.



What will happen to us? he asked in a small voice.



Gatrack failed to see Viktor go to speak as he made a decision and spoke quickly.



I have a home in England he gave a small half smile to Evander by way of silent apology for his next words. My name is not exactly Gatrack. Seven pairs of eyes regarded him intently aware something of importance was forthcoming. He gave a sigh. My full name is Gideon Aden Thomas Rackman.



I know the family name Evander gasped looking with new eyes at the man he thought he had known for several years.



I had no choice but to keep the name from you Evander Gatrack continued. My father was the family black sheep. He married for love not money and the family were furious. My mother had a difficult birth with me and could have no other children. I was seen as a punishment for not marrying into the right stock. My father still received an allowance which became mine on their deaths. However it was with the understanding that I kept myself out of society s eye. In all honesty I had no stomach for their way of life. The money is useful and has allowed me freedom to do as I wanted. I have a successful art business with some excellent artists including Viktor. It was seeing him paint that brought the two of us together. With the business and being a Guide to my specially selected clients I do rather well. My family allowance could be put to good use to help out you boys.



The three young men hugged and kissed each other before running to do the same to Gatrack.



We do not want to be kept. Orion said smiling. We would expect to do something in return for your generosity.



You might like schooling first Viktor said. And as this is time for confessions you might as well settle to hear mine.



Viktor pulled Alonso tightly to him so that the slender back of his lover was hard against his chest. He wrapped his arms about the younger man as if frightened Alonso would vanish. I too had family problems. My family had my future mapped out. My parents brought me to them three years ago. I was told it was time for me to become an adult and to stop my childishness . I had never shown interest in women as anything other than friends and acquaintances. However I was suddenly presented with a…a timetable Viktor s distress was almost palpable and Alonso stroked the arms that crushed him hard trying to reassure his mate. I would have three months before the woman they had picked from a good European family would be arriving in America. Six months after that after appearing in the right places and with the right people we would announce our engagement and six months later we would be married. They had everything planned a list of parties to attend where I would propose what my bride would wear where we would honeymoon how long for where we would live…everything. To top it all once married they would expect their first grandchild within a year. I asked whether they thought any of that would make me happy. They just looked at me. They said that if I refused I would be disowned an exile from my own family. They even appointed me a bodyguard in the run up to the imminent arrival of my bride to be.

It was not easy but I got enough money together and with the help of a couple of friends left America as the girl was arriving. My family was too caught up in her imminent advent to keep as close an eye on me. I travelled Europe with the money I managed to take with me and supplemented it by doing odd jobs and painting. That s how I met Gatrack. It was over two years ago. He and I share accommodation when he is here in Egypt and I pay nothing to live in it when he is elsewhere. He nuzzled soft brown curls as though fortifying himself to continue. My parents never dreamt I would leave the country and were searching for me using the Pinkerton Agency back in America. I was found a couple of months ago but too late. My parents had died in a stupid senseless accident. They had not disowned me and I was now the inheritor of their estates and the name Van der Maal. Viktor pressed his face against Alonso s cheek. He waited for the young man to move away from him. He could see the stares from Gatrack and Evander. Even the other man s confession paled next to this. Alonso twisted in his arms and Viktor looked at the adorable furrowed brow.



Viktor does that mean you have some money too? Are we able to help Gatrack with the others?



For a moment Viktor was speechless and then realised Alonso was serious. The name meant nothing to him. For all the wealth and prestige that went with it in other circles the beautiful boy he loved knew nothing of it. He remained simply Viktor. With a whoop of joy Viktor stood to swing Alonso in his arms being rewarded by peals of musical laughter from his bemused lover. Lowering the slim form carefully he kept Alonso encircled in his arms.



Yes angel. It does indeed mean we can help Gatrack with the boys. I will have some money that can be put to very good use.



***********



That night Viktor and Alonso returned to their dune. Neither man wanted to wait any longer to fully consummate their love. Viktor removed his own clothes first turning his actions into a visual feast of arousal for his virginal lover. He let the moon s light caress the hard planes of his body and the jutting flesh that told of his desire for the slender youth who sat watching enraptured by the tableau before him. Kneeling at Alonso s side Viktor slowly removed the clothing that kept the beautiful body hidden from his sight and impeded his caresses. He kissed his young mate before laying a trail of moist soft kisses from cheek to nipple. Each small nub was sucked and tenderly nipped in its turn to leave aching peaks in his wake. He licked downwards to the small indent at Alonso s navel. He thrust his tongue in and out mimicking a more intimate act soon to follow. He lapped up the silvery pre-come that heralded his lover s desire. He kissed at the treasure trail tugging with his teeth at the dark hair before burying his face in the damp musky curls at his beloved s groin. He leant back to take in the incredibly arousing sight of Alonso writhing and panting his need. Viktor thoroughly oiled a single digit. He took in the head of Alonso s arousal in his mouth as he felt the younger man jolt at the sensation of a finger at his most private portal. Viktor sucked gently to distract his lover as he slid the single finger into moist heat.



Alonso had been so aroused he had not realised Viktor was ready to enter him until he felt the nudge at his nether port. As his shaft was enveloped by the wet heat of Viktor s mouth he was breached for the first time. He whimpered softly as the single digit felt huge to his virgin body the tissues unused to such intimate caresses. Alonso groaned as his flesh was sucked deeper and then convulsed screaming Viktor s name as the finger touched something hidden that made him see stars behind his lids and not in the ebony canopy above them. A second finger was quickly added before Alonso could react to the additional stretch and Viktor s wickedly talented tongue stroked the vein on the underside of his erection as the wet suction continued. The third finger twisted and then Viktor rubbed that special place again and again until Alonso finally begged.



You Viktor. Please be inside me make me yours.



Viktor gave a low rumbling growl of primal triumph. His young lover was writhing on his fingers. He was inside the virginal channel and it was opening to his touches readying to accept a larger thicker part of him. The part that would fill Alonso with the living proof of his love. He slicked his shaft and lined himself at the pulsating gateway. As he pushed forward he saw the moisture gather in Alonso s eyes to slide down the sculptured cheek. He licked it away whispering soft words of love and encouragement waiting for the smaller man to become accustomed to being so fully filled. Slowly inch-by-inch Viktor buried himself in the hottest tightest place he had ever known. His erection was gripped by searing velvet heat that rippled around him. He stroked at the softened flesh between Alonso s legs encouraging it to full hardness once again.



Alonso focused on the hand bringing him pleasure and away from the burning deep inside his slender channel. Slowly the discomfort faded and as Viktor shifted slightly it brought the head of his hardness against Alonso s hidden jewel. With a groan Alonso squirmed to get the pleasurable sensation again. In response his mate began to rock slowly in and out stroking Alonso s prostate with every motion causing pleasure to roll in waves throughout the slim body. He felt Viktor s thrusts become deeper and faster as the knowledgeable hand pulled at his fully erect flesh. It was too much for Alonso. With an undulating wail his seed sprayed between their still moving bodies. As he convulsed in his completion his channel unconsciously contracted around Viktor s flesh. Alonso dimly heard Viktor s roar that heralded the older man s release and he moaned as he felt Viktor s molten heat fill his still spasming channel. He felt Viktor roll their bodies and allowed himself to give into the sweet lassitude that had enveloped him.



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Epilogue



Two immaculately dressed men tapped at the deep blue door. The servant opening it sent clandestine admiring glances at them both. The taller broader man was blond and wore a dark blue suit that seemed to bring out the colour of his penetrating eyes. He wore a plain white shirt with a blue bow tie. The younger slimmer man looked good enough to eat. The dark brown suit combined with a champagne silk shirt echoed the chocolate and honey colours of his hair eyes and skin. Both men smiled at the servant as he led them to the dining room. Inside seven other men waited and at the entrance of Viktor and Alonso hugs and kisses were exchanged freely. They were all present for a birthday



It had been just over a year since Egypt and although the men were in regular contact with each other Viktor paused and looked to take in the latest changes. Evander and his partner Harry were still comfortably acting as the congenial hosts even though the house was Gatrack and David s. He turned to observe Gatrack. The older man was dressed in a black velvet suit. A year of loving from the young man who had chosen a new name had done wonders for him. He would never be free of the palsy or spinal twist but both had improved. David Half-Moon as was had filled out slightly but still remained close to Gatrack in size and build. His suit was the same velvet but a dark blue like Viktor s. The other three young men Thomas Jonathan and Nathaniel grinned widely. Thomas Taurus as once known was assistant manager at one of Gatrack s art shops and was likely to become a manager of a shop in his own right very soon. Jonathan previously Orion had replaced Alonso as assistant to Evander. Alonso now only taught a few classes spending the rest of his time at Viktor s side. Nathaniel latterly Midnight and David had a shared talent for art. Nathaniel gifted in sculpting: clay wood or stone David s talent being painting. Viktor was sponsoring them both through art school and already they both had displayed and sold pieces at Gatrack s shops.



The celebration was for David s birthday he had simply picked a date at random as had the other three young men. It meant there was a birthday to celebrate less than every two months and the men ensured they were always free. The conversation food and drink flowed easily as evening became night. It was with reluctance that Viktor and Alonso were allowed to leave but there were promises of visits soon as the couple departed and headed home.



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Once home and in their bed Viktor began his sensual assault on his beloved. Firstly he laid siege to the irresistible chocolate disks and the small cinnamon nubs at the centre. He ignored the rosy column curving towards the toned abdomen that waved demanding attention and rolled the pliant young man onto his stomach. He kissed each taut cheek before parting the creamy globes to gaze hungrily at the small pink rosebud bared before him. He licked around the edges of the furled flesh occasionally flicking his tongue at the rosette. Finally he could resist no more and he pressed his face as close as possible to his lover and began to stroke his tongue in and out of the velvet channel. The wanton moans and mewls told Viktor his efforts were appreciated and he delved deep into his mate s musky intimate depths.



Blindly he reached for their jar of salve. As he inserted his slickened finger he continued to lap at the tiny aperture as Alonso writhed rubbing his engorged flesh into the bed beneath him. Growling Viktor urged Alonso to his hands and knees to a moan of loss. Viktor s blue orbs gazed predatorily at his mate s sex as it hung heavily between the widespread thighs. He inserted a second finger to stretch the slender channel he cupped his mate s almost hairless sac feeling the weight of his young lover s unspent need. His smile was feral as Alonso moaned thrusting his hips back and forth. A third finger crowded the tiny sheath and began to pleasure Alonso s hidden jewel.



No more my husband I beg you or I shall surely spend and I want you inside me when I do. Alonso s pleaded breathlessly as he squirmed on the welcome invaders.



As you wish my angel Viktor s voice was as dark silk caressing Alonso s ears. He knew he was more than ready to be inside the beautiful beguiling creature so wanton in his passion.



Are you ready to take your husband into your body my tiger-cub? Viktor said his oiled shaft nudging at the loosened and glistening portal.



Yes oh yes Viktor.



As often as they did this the feeling of Alonso s tight velvet heat surrounding his flesh for the older man and the feeling of his husband s solid desire filling the younger took both men s breath away. Each froze in place as they adjusted to filling and being filled. They fit one another perfectly as if made for one another. As he sank into molten heat Viktor s shaft pressed against Alonso s sweet spot. Both men moaned softly as they began to move in concert to music as old as time itself that only they could hear.



Viktor laid a trail of open-mouthed kisses across the nape of Alonso s neck sucking to leave a mark of his possession. He growled with approval as Alonso craned back and gave the younger man the kisses he craved. Alonso met every forward thrust of his bigger mate with a backwards motion of his own each man giving and receiving pleasure in equal measure. Reaching under the undulating hips Viktor took hold of Alonso s hot wet organ and began to stroke it in counterpoint to his thrusts that were becoming harder deeper. Viktor rumbled appreciatively as the hot sheath rippled and clung to his aching shaft. A part of him wanted to come to fill the beautiful young man with his seed and claim him as his another wanted the lovemaking to never end.



Alonso made a guttural sound low in his throat as his hardness was gripped in his mate s knowledgeable hand. He trembled as wave after wave of pleasure crashed throughout his body. Unable to maintain his position he collapsed down to rest his face on his folded arms as Viktor continued to plunder his willing body claiming him owning him loving him as no other had before or ever would again. His breathing became shallow gasps and he knew he was close…so very close.



Coming he moaned. Come with me my husband.



Together my angel Viktor husked.



A soft wail of Viktor s name accompanied Alonso s pearlescent seed adorning Viktor s hand and the bedding. He shook and convulsed in ecstasy as an intense climax wracked his body stars dancing before his eyes.



Viktor roared Alonso s name as the channel that so snugly held his throbbing flesh contracted rhythmically milking the bigger man of every drop of his release as it pulsed deep into his mate s body. As his orgasm crested and then waned Viktor carefully rolled them to their sides His sated flesh still lodged in its safe haven.



Alonso could feel the post-coital bliss wash over him leaving a warm lassitude in its wake. He could feel his lover still buried inside him and he sighed his joy.



I love you so much my husband my everything he whispered.



Tenderly Viktor angled the beloved face to kiss his lover.



As I love you my heart my soul. Viktor smiled as he felt Alonso s body go lax. Once again he gave silent thanks for the love of the special man he now held cradled to his broad chest a love that was as shining and enduring as if it were written in the stars.