James woke with a start. He sleepily opened his eyes to observe his surroundings. The air was salty and moist. Despite any dream he might have had, James was in the building he had spent nearly his whole life in: the king's harem.
His hands were shackled to the wall, as they always were in the morning. He was completely nude, and shaven all over his body, so that he had no sign of pubic or other body hair. He was surrounded by scores of other nude men, all in the same state. They were kept prisoner here, for the King's sexual delight.
Most of James' fellow slaves weren't awake, and so James tried to go back to sleep, but he couldn't ignore how hard his cock ached. His thick, seven and a half inch cock grew to full, begging attention. The muscles of his hard, six pack stomach flexed, but he knew there was no way he could break his bonds to satisfy himself.
It was torture he thought, having a raging hard on, and being surrounded by so many hot, hot men he could never have. All of them, pictures of male sexual perfection, muscled, bronzed, and well endowed. They were chosen specifically by the King's soldiers to please his majesty. It had been years since James had seen a woman, as none were allowed anywhere near the harem, and quite honestly he didn't care. He had heard stories of beautiful women that drew mens' eyes, but the male beauties in the harem drew mens' eyes even more often. Any man that came in couldn't help but be swept away with lust, it was human nature. Boys will be boys.
Water, water, everywhere, but nary a drop to drink. James needed another man in the worst way. He closed his eyes, and to his surprise started to drift off. Then the gong rang out down the hallway. The slave boys all woke up. This was the start of their morning tradition.
Two eunuchs: huge, muscular Arab men, walked up and down the rows of chained slave boys, freeing them one by one from their restraints. The eunuch who freed James leered at him, noticing his rock hard cock. Keep on dreaming, James thought.
It was a little hard to walk at first, but James' erection soon subsided. It had been countless days since James had had relief, and that had been through a wet dream. His body cried out every other second for glorious sexual release, especially with the incredible visual stimulation of gorgeous, nude studs, but James was able to ignore it to a degree.
James noticed a pair of slaves escape from the line. They were both blond and well muscled. One grabbed the other around the waist, and planted a deep, delicious kiss on his lips. James was marching out of the room, and the last glance he caught was the eunuchs breaking up the display. James' cock showed a little renewed vigor.
All the men sat down at long breakfast tables. The slaves were given little to eat, just enough to help them develop their muscles and keep them thin and tight. James was just digging into his plate of spiced ham and fresh fruit, when he (along with the entire harem) noticed a new arrival: a tall, youngish looking boy who was prodded into the room by the guards. He was obviously a new addition to the harem, freshly washed and shaved and the gathered men eyed him with lust. James was especially shocked. His breath caught in his throat. The boy looked to be an Adonis of 18. His blue eyes were beautiful, and James couldn't help but admire every inch of his perfect body (and there were several inches involved).
The boy sat down far away from James, at the other side of the dining room, but his eye caught James' and they shared a brief moment. Too quickly, the gong rang and the men had to rise from the table, leaving whatever they didn't eat.
The eunuchs led them in two single file lines to the exercise room. The room itself was enormous, and all 50 men of the harem fit in easily. This was where most of the day was spent. The male slaves spent nearly all the day working on their physique. There was a wide assortment of barbells, gymnastic equipment, and everything imaginable. James' couldn't complain
The atmosphere in the place was sexually scintillating, and it was hard to hide. Each male slave was traditionally paired with another, who would help him work out. The eunuchs helped make sure that the pair only worked out in the traditional sense, but nevertheless getting paired with a stud wasn't the worst thing that could happen.
The eunuchs read out name after name, and the men went off in pairs to work out. Then they got to James.
