Isho: to start off, if going to give a definition of the word eunuch and a pronunciation to avoid confusion. then i will give a tidbit and a brief history.

Eunuch: (unick) - a male who has their balls chopped off before puberty.

Castrati had only their testicles removed, not their penis. While the loss of testosterone made them facially hairless, gave them rounded butts and hips, and allowed them to have smooth skin, many were able to get an erection and have semen-less orgasms.

Throughout the centuries, eunuchs were heavily in demand so that one could have a docile, sexually harmless male to oversee one's harem. In Roman society, eunuchs were considered too docile to pose any threat to the ever-wary emperors, and were considered "safe" to be cooks and bedchamber servants, as well as "wives" to the hedonistic Roman emperors.

previous 2 paragraphs from "useless sexual trivia" by Shane Mooney. party down.

I rush to the bushes as fast as I can and retch in them as soon as I make it. Five times, FIVE TIMES she has ordered me to pleasure her. I can't take it anymore! I know I cannot defy the queen, she could have me beheaded, but I can't look at her vile naked body one, more, time!

All this misery started a week ago when I was sold.

**flashy bak**

I look around at the halls of the palace. The pharaoh sure has some expensive tastes. We are soon told to stop and wait while our master goes in to try and make a sale. He heard that the queen was looking for a eunuch while her husband was away.

According to my master, I was the biggest success of the bunch. I practically screamed feminism. I'm also the youngest, 16. I officially stopped growing a year ago and was deemed fit to be sold after they found that I was still functional. However, it was because I was "special" that my master was waiting for a request from a more high end buyer, wanting to get the most money.

Don't get me wrong, I loved my master, he always looked after me ever since he picked me up off of the streets when I was eight. I'm more worried about what would happen if I WAS picked to be the Queen's. I never liked the thought of sleeping with a woman, it always made me queasy. But I would have no right to complain, it's part of the job, and I would not get fed if I did not do my duty.

Master comes back out and leads us into the throne room one at a time. I can already feel a scrutinizing gaze. God I wish I weren't here now. Once we are all inside and in a line, the queen looks us over. She then whispers something to a priest and he speaks up. Well she's stuck up.

"Will the purple eyed boy come forward to be examined further."

I gulp and step forward, glancing at my master.

"Remove your clothes and turn around."

I look up in shock then glance back at my master, he nods in encouragement. I then hesitantly remove my shirt and kilt, feeling exposed and vulnerable. I then slowly turn in a full circle and stop once facing them again.

"Put your clothes back on."

I'm more than glad to do so and hurry while doing so. Once I'm dressed again, I head back to my place in line and watch as some others are called out as well. We are then dismissed and led back to the cart we came here in. After awhile, Master comes back looking happy. He comes up to me and leads me to the side.

"Yugi, the Queen decided to buy you. You know what that means right?"

I nod, it means he was right and that I will living better.

"Now, I know you'll be nervous since it will be your first time as well. Just remember everything I taught you and you'll be fine."

I nod, even more nervous. He then pulls me into a hug and I return it.

"I'll miss you, but I'm happy you've come so far. You'll do well, I just know it.

*end flashy*

I now wish I had never been sold, to her. It's not just because she's a woman, she's just rotten in general. I found that I was only bought because I looked like her husband. I know this because she moaned his name during sex.

That's not why I hated it though. I get scared whenever I penetrate her, I'm afraid I'll be swallowed whole. Every time I feel her walls around me, I think its going to get stuck in there and never come back out, its awful! I don't know how other men can handle it, I can barely get going! Women are lucky, they just have to lay there and feel all the pleasure.

"If your done vomiting in my garden then you can leave."

I sigh and brush past her and get the hell out of her quarters. Her being a bitch doesn't help either. As I'm walking back to my room, I accidentally bump into someone. I immediately bow and thoroughly apologise, not even bothering to look and see who it is. I just want to go back to my room and suppress the new memories.

**view change**

I walk down the halls, heading to Anzu's room, talking with a priest about what she did while I was away. Apparently she got herself a eunuch to entertain herself while I was gone. Now, given the reason why I married her in the first place, I'm not too worried about it. Suddenly a small person runs into me, barely catching himself from falling.

I look down to see the most adorable boy bowing and apologizing. He then zips off and is around a corner before I can ask his name. I then turn to the priest and he answers my question for me.

"Ah, that would be the eunuch I told you about. He's quite skittish, do wish to reprimand him?"

"No, I'll let it go. I need to talk to my wife."

He nods and stops a good distance from her chambers. I walk up and knock on her door. I hear rustling inside before she eagerly opens the door, apparently she's not disappointed.

"Pharaoh! I'm so glad you got back safe and sound!"

I grunt and try to ask about the boy I saw earlier, but she interrupts me.

"Did you get lonely on your trip? You know I could-"

"Unfortunately, I'm a bit tired from the trip back. I was just curious about the new eunuch you got."

She sobers up a bit, probably annoyed with the topic.

"He's, adequate, I suppose. The boy is in for a beating though."

This peaks my interest.

"Why?"

"Well the brat has a nasty habit of puking after each go. Its messing up my bushes."

She's whining the last part, making ME want to puke.

"Well, you don't have to do anything, I'll deal with it."

She gushes again and would've hugged me if I wasn't already walking away. I turn to the priest and tell him that I would like to see the boy in my quarters. He nods and heads off while I go my own way to my room to wait for the cute new curiosity.

**v ch**

When I got back to my room, I got onto my bed and cried a little. After that, I thought about what the pharaoh is actually like. I saw his portrait, and really liked what I saw. But looks aren't everything. Besides, he's married and probably stuck up like her. I sigh and roll over, I think I'm just going to take a nap.

Before I can close my eyes, there is a knock on the door.

"The pharaoh wishes to speak with you."

He does? I get up and walk to the door, since I don't really need to change or anything. Outside I see a priest waiting for me.

"The pharaoh resides in different quarters than the queen so I will guide you there."

I nod and we head off. They sleep separately? I wonder why that is. If he did not like her, why did they marry? I thought that with his status, he could marry whomever he wished. We soon stop at what I assume to be his quarters. The priest then leaves and I hesitantly knock on the door. I hear a muffled "come in" and I open the door and look around.

It's much bigger than the queen's room. There a lot of nick knacks littering the walls and dressers. I then look at the man from the portrait, it didn't do him justice. His hair is like mine only red at the tips. He's quite tan and muscular as well. He turns around from putting some gold ornaments on a table I get taken away in his beautiful red eyes.

He chuckles and I blush and look away, ashamed to be staring so rudely at the pharaoh.

"What is your name?"

"Y-Yugi."

He continues shedding his gold apparel as he questions me.

"Your age?"

"16"

"Barely an adult, and I could've sworn you were only twelve. You're master must have removed them when you were young."

I nod, remembering that day. He warned me that it would hurt and that I might die but if I didn't struggle, that it improve the odds. He also gave me a lot of alcohol to dull the pain. He was very considerate.

The pharaoh sits on his bed and pats beside him, inviting me to sit next to him. I obey and sit on the cushy bed, loving its softness. If only I could know what its like to be taken on a bed like this.

"So, what's it like to fuck my wife."

I start, and stop feeling the silky covers between my fingers.

"I-ah-uh"

He starts to laugh and then rubs my head affectionately.

"Its ok Yugi. I really don't mind that you are. I'm just curious."

I keep on stuttering and looking at the floor. I don't want to insult his wife, but I can't lie either.

"Its ok to say if it repulsed you."

I look up at him in shock.

"Anzu told me that you kept hurling in the bushes."

I look back down, ashamed again.

"To be fair, I know how you feel. I only married her because of the pesky problem of men being unable to bear children."

I look back up at him, only curious this time. What's he getting at?

"So, what exactly was so bad? Other than her personality?"

I think, is it ok to tell him? Yes, he's like my old master, kind.

"I can't stand, being the one inside. It overwhelms me, and not in a good way. I guess I'm just a bit jealous of women. How do you stand being in control?"

He then laughs again, only harder. I feel so bad right now. I guess I am weird. Its natural for a man to be on top and the one in control. I'm a freak. I tear up as he calms down. I yelp though, as I feel myself being pushed down onto the bed. I look up into his amused eyes.

"Relax, I was happy that you were exactly the type I liked."

I get confused until he leans in and kisses me. I widen my eyes at what is happening. I then close them and kiss back, for once enjoying something like this. He pushes his tongue into my mouth and I moan from his searching. we soon break for air, though I'm doing all of the panting.

"Would you mind if we continued?"

I think, I would LOVE to service him, so I nod and he moves us up near the pillows and lays my head on them. He then strips me of my shirt and we kiss again as his hands roam my chest and stomach, sending tingles up my spine. Soon I start to squeal into the kiss and he lets me breath. I continue to moan and squeal as his hands tease and find my sweet spots. He also starts to suck on my nipples.

"Ah-ah-ah, Phar-"

He shushes me and slips his fingers into my mouth.

"My name is Atemu. That is what you will call me."

I nod and he pulls his fingers out, now reaching for my kilt. I freeze, my old master told me about this as well. He said it would be quite painful the first time, depending on how the other prepares you.

"Yugi, are you ok? Are you sure you want to do this?"

I look up at him and take a deep breath, it can't hurt to let him know.

"I, um, I've never, uh, my first time was with your wife."

He stares at me for awhile. Am I undesirable now? He then rubs my hair and kisses my forehead.

"Sorry, I figured you've done this kind of thing before. I feel sorry for you, your first time was with my slut of a wife. Don't worry, I'll make this pleasant for you."

I smile in relief and he proceeds to pull my kilt off. He then leans back and looks at me. His gaze is much more pleasant than Anzu's. She looked at me like I was an item that wasn't up to standard but had to do. He looks at me with adoration, and in my mind love. I can live with this, I can live to serve him, no matter how many times I really do have to sleep with that woman out of duty.

When he's done looking at me he undresses himself and cups my penis, making me jump from excitement. I start moaning as he rubs his thumb up and down my now hard shaft. His left hand trails lightly up and down my inner thighs, teasing me further. Soon he lets go of my cock and reaches over for something. When I look, I see him open a bottle of a fragrant oil and coat two of his fingers with it.

He caps the bottle and looks at me a bit more seriously.

"This part is going to be kind of uncomfortable. I'm going to prepare you."

I nod as he lifts up my hips so he could stick his fingers in. I wince from the new sensation but quickly adapt to his ministrations. He uses his thumb to coat the outside of my arse while the other two stretch and stroke. I'm just getting into it when he suddenly pulls them out, making me whine unconsciously from the loss.

He smiles at me and reaches for the oil again. Ah, he's going to coat his, I should at least help with that. I try and reach for the oil but Atemu pins my arm down and tut's me.

"No no, I'm going to do everything so you just lay there and be a good boy."

I pout, I wanted to touch it. He thoroughly coats it and lifts my hips up again.

"Now this will still hurt quite a bit."

I nod and he pushes into me, making me cry from the pain. I whimper as he waits for me to adjust. After a few min., the pain is replaced by a need. A need for him to move, so I give the ok. He pulls out and then shoves back in, he continues to do this while my moans increase in pitch. What happens next I can't describe, I just know that he touched something, something reeeeaaaaaalllllllyyyy good. I scream and severely arch my back up into his chest.

"Ah-ahtemuuuuu."

We then kiss and he starts slamming into that one spot, making breathless and speechless, only able to gasp out the air I manage to get back. While I gasp away, Atemu nips at my neck and chest, paying attention to my other spots. Soon I feel a knot in my groin and Atemu pays attention to my cock again. I soon start to scream again and he releases right onto that spot and I cum.

He pulls out of me and we pant, trying to regain our breath. I soon start to feel exhausted. Would I be able to make it to my room? Atemu wraps his arms around me and quells all thoughts/ attempts of escape. Though I am quite happy to stay and fall asleep in his arms. I snuggle into his chest and doze off to the sound of his breathing.

**v ch**

I smile down at my new lover. I think he was considering leaving until I trapped him with my arms. I suppose it was ingrained in him, who would want to stay with her? Hmmm, I think I'm going to tell her who he belongs to now. I want him to myself.

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