This Movie is one of my favorites of all time and i just wanted to devote a little story to it.

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Ok to get caught up

This takes place right after Commedous finds out that the gladiator he adored was Maximus.

Maximus stripped off his body amour and sat down on the small chair. His life was now a living hell, he was forever to be a gladiator and for the time being even that got worse. The anger he held inside raged through his veins pumping his heart full of blood. Commedous would surely pay for the lives lost and pay he would… in his very hands.

Enough of this anger, he freed himself of the remaining clothes that covered his sweaty bloody body. He bent forward and slowly poked the icy cold water with his foot. It sent chills up to his knee and gave him Goosebumps.

After that little showdown he gave in the arena earlier that week he had been treated like dirt all thanks to the emperor. His meals were noticeably shorter and consisted of only stale bread and old water. Also his baths were filled with ice cold before he got in so that it would be extra painful.

Just one more step he cautiously moved his body into the freezing water.

"GLADIATOR" Two larger guards called as they entered the room quick and brisk. Oh no this was not good…coldness can be denied as long as you stay still and this was not going to help one bit.

"What is this about" his muffled voice grew as his quickly got out. He had just enough time to wrap the dirt covered towel around his firm waist tying it tight. What was it now another beating. Whatever it was he was ready.

The two guards grabbed him by the arms as they forced him out of the small sandy dirt room. Their expression cold and stiff as if they were statues rising from the stone they were made of.

Maximus tried to jerk away but all his energy was drained. He gave in and walked ponderously to the carriage waiting outside. They threw him in first, shortly following.

They tied both of his wrists to the side of the carriage securely so that he lay there hunched over. He stared down at his feet wondering what this could be about. He didn't bother fighting nor talking, was anything he did or said… useless. As the carriage came to a stop he could feel something strange in the pit of his stomach, but surprisingly it wasn't a bad feeling it was just weird, something familiar.

The guards unlatched him and crossed his hands behind his back as they jumped to the ground. He glared up into the sun while the building in front of him came to vision. Just the sight of it sent anger impulses down to the tip of his knuckles.

He held his feet down into the dirt trying to stop but the guards pulled him up. One of the guards opened the doors before them and the other one Un-cuffed Maximus. The light from the outdoors cast a triangle on the floor in front of him. He was thrown in like a piece of meat. Landing hard on his knees he dared not look up. The palms of his hands were covered in bruises pressed into the floor.

"I see you have come" Commedous smirked as he came into sight peering from the darkness behind him. He fix-sated his eyes on the Gladiators lower muscled body wrapped only by a small rag. Oh did he wonder what was under that thin piece of cloth. He couldn't let his thoughts get the best of him.

He extended his arm out with a generous smile plastered on his face. Maximus pulled himself to his feet slapping the unworthy hand in front of his away. Those fierce eyes told a million words.

The smile vanished from Commedous's face.

Maximus brought himself up slightly, like a runner in a race. He charged at the man before him knocking him onto the ground. His legs straddled around the small ones before him and now he had him where he wanted. He raised his hand in pure anger staring straight into Commedous's eyes as he brought it down in a brutal fist almost cracking Commedous's jaw.

He delivered a few more fatal punches to the face while Commedous fought the man above him. He ripped the towel off Maximus while his struggles slowed down. He was now slipping in and out of consciousness when he felt the man above him yanked off.

The two guards grabbed Maximus in a headlock, his arms in the air. He wished he could finish the kill but the pain in his arms and neck were unbearable. Instead he spit at the younger man on the floor coming back to life.

Commedous picked himself up and felt his face bloodied with scratches and bruises. The most painful was just above his eyebrow it felt 3 inches long and it stung like hell. He wiped it with his pointer finger and sucked it like a drop of honey. His eyes fixed onto the naked man in front of him and what a beautiful sight it was.

His lips curled and his face filled with madness as he stomped over just inches from the gladiators face. Maximus took the chance again and spit in the emperor's face. "Fuck you Commedous." His deep voice rumbled in his throat.

With that Commedous grabbed onto the mans length at the base and held on tight, enjoying the feel. Maximus shocked dared not speak.

"You will go by MY orders or the last breath that you will ever inhale will be filled with blood and dirt" His eyes glossy like a porcelain doll. No words were said and the answer was surely what he had wanted.

"Is that clear" he smirked a bit as he slowly slid his hand all the way to the tip and off of shaft in his hand. Maximus fighting off the moan turned his head to the side. The emperor smirked and waved his hand to the guards. The gladiator was dragged back to the carriage and later thrown onto the floor where they had picked him up.

The next day he had returned to regular health and all his amenities were back to normal. He didn't talk about what happened at the Emperors but he thought about it each and every night. What was a man to do when he had nothing else in the world to live for except fighting and sleeping?

Each night he went to bed his dreams were of nothing but every once in a while they were of Commedous. His cold yet so beautiful face, wait what the hell was he thinking. The haunting moment when he had grabbed his length replayed itself over and over again. Each time it would reply Maximus woke up with a hard on. But the only contact he wanted with the emperor was his dead body in his hands and nothing more.

"Hey gladiator" a couple of men called out as they walked over to Maximus who was busily eating. "Hey guys" "So are you ready for the big fight tomorrow" Some men grunted at the thought. "Ah yah why" "No reason just asking" The rest of the meal was eaten in peace. "Hey guys get some rest will ya" Maximus smiled as he took the bowl over to the hole.

The fight was now inches away and the sound of cheering fans echoed through huge doors before them. The rest of the gladiators lined up behind Maximus while two large men grabbed a hold of the bars. "READY" they yelled. "READY" they all replied the doors were instantly pulled open.

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