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From the hardcore days in the January, 2001, Penthouse Magazine.

We also got this bit of prose we felt obliged to include, although it does make one wonder about the people that write these things.

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Wisdom, justice, fortitude, reason — these were the qualities of any true Roman.

Mere mortals proved this on the battlegrounds, others in the Senate. But the manliest of men, the gladiators, proved their mettle on the blood-drenched sands of the Colosseum. It was a time when man was pitted against man, or, sometimes, against savage beast, in a ritual of death transformed into the sacrifice of human life. The gladiators were made to fight until one had drawn his last breath; then the victor, lauded for his great strength, was shackled yet again and imprisoned with the other slaves.

This was the fate of all the gladiators — except one. Every man fought only for himself, and a contest against Billy meant almost certain death. His opponents trembled when they learned whom they would face in the arena that day. The gladiator’s prowess and valor earned him special privileges, many better suited to emperor than to slave. Briana and Cheyenne were the Senator’s gift, saved for only the mightiest of warriors.

After Billy’s hard-won victory, the girls were sent to wash him clean and see to his every need. A day in the arena had left Billy’s muscles aching and stiff, and the women decided there was one in particular that required special attention. They made sure their man’s member stood as straight as his sword, their sheaths moist and ready. The rugged gladiator was a cocksure marksman, and he impaled the girls’ tight cunts with precision. The potential death he had faced in the ring was soon justified by the pleasure he received from his prize. Cheyenne’s pussy stretched around Billy’s thick shaft, and he pounded her with a force she had never known. His strength served him in the bedchamber as in the amphitheater, leaving both girls weak and spent. Briana and Cheyenne vied for Billy’s attention, lavishing his saber with their tongues. They possessed strengths no fighter would ever know, and had found their own way to render Billy powerless.

Briana and Cheyenne sucked Billy of his strength, and for once the gladiator was eager to surrender. The mighty warrior was felled and the battle was over as he anointed their mouths with seed, and they drank of his essence … hungrily.