"Faster, Eros, faster!" "I'm coming, master, I'm coming!" Eros woke up from his erotic dream and he was damn hard.

"Ah shit, another one..." Eros looked down on his massive ten-inch dick and thought to himself that he'd pleasure his master better than that saggy tits Cleopatra can. Eros started stroking his pulsating member as he started thinking of his beloved master, Antony.

He imagined his master bent over the kitchen sink as he screamed obscenities as he rams his rock hard dick in that tight asshole of his master. He could feel himself coming and he was trembling as he did, he shot his massive load on a pillow and he imagined it to be Anthony's glorious face. That glorious face that he wouldn't mind looking at as his member was sucked hard. He felt the door swing and he was taken away from his land of ecstacy.

"What the hell, Eros?" Anthony asked, and Eros could feel himself popping another gigantic erection, and instead of feeling ashamed, he just tightened his grip on his member and started stroking it.

"Eros, what the..." Antony felt his asshole tingle at the erotic sight of Eros masturbating in front of him. Anthony was no prude and he had already rammed his dick inside other guys' ass. In fact, before this whole shit with Caesar happened, they got together in an alley behind Chuck E Cheese and let's just say that Caesar needed a wheelchair after that.

"M-master, master...I-I can explain..." Eros stammered as he stared at his master, still jerking off to his own perverted thoughts.

Anthony wanted to be angry at Eros for masturbating in front of him, but he wondered at what Eros was thinking about as he stroked his dick. Anthony made his way towards Eros who still had his hand around his dick, but only barely because it was as thick as a soda can. Anthony thought to himself that Eros' dick was big. Almost as big as his member. He could feel the sheer fabric around his crotch tighten as blood rushed harder in his member.

"What were you thinking about, Eros? Answer me faster!"

"M-master, I-I was...was-"

"Speak up, Eros!"

"I-I was thinking a-about...y-you, sire..." Deafening silence went through the whole room right after Eros said that. Anthony was in shock, he had never seen Eros in this light. After all, Eros was just a fumbling boy who didn't know the difference between a helmet and a breastplate. He didn't know that he could be... a lustful beast.

"E-Eros...I..." Anthony didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to do. His heart did beat for Cleopatra, but the blood circulating in his dick rushed for Eros.

"...P-pardon me, master..." Eros felt ashamed as he whispered the words, "I'm g-gonna clean up now."

He felt a strong grip tighten around his arm as he tried to get up. He stared at his master's lustful eyes and blushed the more he stared. Anthony kissed Eros' hand and smirked as he finally decided on what to do with him.

But before he could carry out his plan, he found himself pinned against the wall, with Eros kissing and biting his tan neck. "M-mnnn...what is this, Eros? Stop now!" Anthony tried to refuse the endeavor by pushing Eros away, but to his surprise, Eros did not budge. Instead, his grip tightened. "Hngh, master..." Eros pulled back, expecting to see his master's disappointed face, but instead he caught his master's eyes darken as his length slowly hardened and rose.

And we all know what happened next.