Chapter 3

Alexander had been home a week. He would wander all over his family's farm, and walk down to the nearby beach to practice his martial skills in the invigorating sea air.

The farm slaves did there best to avoid him. The fear of the Krypteria was always highest after the annual war.

He lay every night naked on the straw mattress in his room thinking about women and sex.

Although he engaged in sex with men, he was very interested in women. His sexual adventures growing up at the Agoge were shaped by need and custom.

Natural urges would lead to the need to get relief. As usual, the older boys and tutors initiated the budding cadets into the sexual activity. There were no women in the Agoge, only males. The only outlet for sexual heat was homosexual, Solo masturbation was discouraged. A warrior must never feel ashamed or want to be alone. He would have to function as part of the state. Solo masturbation might lead to the distained 'individualism' that sapped the cohesion of the unit.

Spartans needed to be capable of independent thought and action but also aware that they were no more then cogs in the military machine, that was the state of Sparta. The sexual activities between them somehow helped to cement a bond between cadets. They grew up 'in love' so to speak with each other. Lover's spats were rare and ruthlessly dealt with by the system.

One day, each cadet was expected to marry and father sons and daughters (the Spartans hated mixing blood with non-Spartans) for the state.

Refusal was not an acceptable option, but a man could continue to have male lovers as long as a Spartan wife bore him children.

It was the same naturally for Spartan girls. Although in their cases, the hymen must never be ruptured by the aggressively probing finger of a girlfriend.

In his case, Plutarch had seduced him and tasted his first orgasmic discharge between his lips.

The sense of pure pleasure that orgasm had caused filled the void that his Spartan upbringing, training, and duty had created deep inside him. It was also the first time he had loved another person as deeply as he loved Plutarch.

As he lay night after night, resisting the urge to jerk off, Alexander's mind strayed to his mother.

He had been away from home for so long and been used to taking any helot woman that he felt like screwing, that he had little consideration for the fact that she was his mother.

She was after all, an attractive well-maintained woman with large brown eyes, a small straight nose on an oval face with a thick head of jet-black ringlet hair. The Classic Greek woman with small perky breast pushing at the cloth of her simple dress, belted at the waist to give the garment shape and compliment her hips and ass.

Alexander would fanaticise about lifting and parting her slender legs and pushing his prick into her cunt. It had become his favourite dream since he came home. He felt no guilt or shame over it.

After all, Oedipus had lusted for his mother hadn't he?

The Egyptians practiced Incest as part of their political-culture and religion and it was rumoured that The Persian Emperor had executed all his rival male heirs to avoid a prince bedding his mother and plotting to assassinate him

The female household slave could be called to his bed and fucked. They would not dare resist or protest but his mother held his sexual attention completely. Only his father's presence (an able warrior) prevented him acting out his fantasy.

Lycurgus was worried about Alexander, as every father worries in that secret place in his heart, about his teenage son's sexuality

Alexander was his first-born son. His heir and hope for glory as he got older.

He of course knew about the homosexual activities of the Agoge, he had undergone the same training in his own time.

More importantly, he knew Plutarch personally. They had attended the same Agoge and campaigned together as younger men.

Lycurgus knew that Plutarch, despite being married and having sons of his own was in fact fonder of adolescent boys and young men then he found comfortable. The bond of love between Plutarch and Alexander was a concern.

Since his return, Alexander had not bedded any of the female slaves. Lycurgus made a point of monitoring the situation. To him it was strange; surely, the boy was horny? The females were attractive enough, with good figures and good cunts, mouths and asses. He Lycurgus could personally vouch for each slave and orifice having used them personally over the years the slaves had been assigned to him.

Still, none of the male slaves had been buggered by Alexander so that was a positive point. It showed that it was not simply a fondness for male arses that held Alexander back from being laid.

Lovesickness? That was a possibility but who was the object of so much affection? Lycurgus hoped it was not another cadet or man.