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like it when compression leggings emphasize the rounded lower abdomen. This is my erogenous zone.

And of course, I like it when the ass is tightly covered and the bump bulges out in relief. That's why I basically don't wear baggy shorts on top.

I'm not shy about my body. On the contrary, I catch the smiles of guys and girls

#male beauty

In the young man's hand gleamed a long, narrow dagger of Asiatic workmanship. Nicomedes and Antigon rushed to meet him, sending up a spray of water. "O Menelaus! How came you there? What is the matter with-old ephebe from their tagma, a short, blond-haired man named Menelaus, walking through the shallow water. He was also completely naked and swaying from side to side. There was a wound on the border between his left thigh and abdomen, and blood was dripping down his leg. In the young man's hand gleamed a long, narrow dagger of Asiatic workmanship. Nicomedes and Antigon rushed to meet him, sending up a spray of water. "O Menelaus! How came you there? What is the matter with you?"

The slender, tanned young man literally fell into their arms. It was clear that he was not only exhausted, but also painfully and deeply wounded. "Oh, my God, you don't look well!" "He's trembling so much... It's like he's cold..." Nicomedes and Antigon grabbed Menelaus by the armpits and led him to the shore. The young man was taken to the shade of a tall apple tree, under whose roots a spring gurgled, and was carefully laid on the lush grass under the tree. His body was washed with spring water, and he was given a few sips from his hands. The wound was cleaned, and the bleeding was not as severe as it would be from a cut on the skin.

Menelaus's face, stern and pale, began to turn pink... A few minutes later, it lit up with a grateful smile: "Thank you, thank you, my friends! I'm so tired... So tired..." "What happened to you?" asked Antigonus, but Nicomedes shook his head reproachfully and continued moving his hands. Menelaus's body became more resilient and warm, and his gray eyes regained their sparkle. Finally, he managed to pull his legs up and raise himself on one elbow. Lying down, the young man began to speak:

- Oh, my friends... I thought I was going to die... It was a terrible fight...

- Who, who did you fight, Menelaus?! Antigon interrupted.

- I went over to the Aetolian shore to fish in the well-known creek. I met Arest from the nearby Aetolian village. I haven't liked him for a long time, and he doesn't like me... He challenged me to a fight...

- Arest? This black-haired and dark-skinned son of a Libyan slave, a dancer, one of the friends of the shameless Phaon? I can't stand him either!" said Antigon. Menelaus smiled and continued: "I was challenged by Arest to fight without weapons. Of course, I accepted the challenge. As the challenger, I declared the fight to be naked and without restrictions. He didn't object. Arest slowly undressed, playing with my nerves and openly admiring himself. And it turned out that he had come to fish with this dagger, and he said that he would kill me cruelly by stabbing me in the stomach!

Menelaus shuddered and grimaced:-

Yes... I had nowhere to run and had to fight an armed man. But at a heavy, heavy price... Arest decided to exhaust me before he stabbed me. He danced and leaped tirelessly, waving his dagger at my stomach and groin, while I only dodged and retreated... I fought back as best I could... I was barely breathing... I was soaked with sweat... Arest took advantage of his weapon... He threatened me, saying with a smile that... That he would stab me in the lower abdomen... As if he knew... That I was particularly loved by Eros, but also vulnerable to pain, especially in the lower abdomen...

Menelaus's speech was broken, and he often paused to take breaths. - Oh... I thought I was done for... Because Arest was aiming only at my groin. I managed to block five or six blows there... I was trembling... I was frozen... He had already pulled back his knife, slowly and dramatically... And he said with a laugh, "It's over, Menelaus. If you're brave, take your hands off your stomach, and I'll stab you in the groin... I didn't have the strength to resist... But it turned out that I did... He moved his hand with the dagger behind his buttocks, and I grabbed his hand with both of mine. The sharp stab didn't land, but the tip still pierced my thigh and stomach. At the same time, I kicked Arest in the crotch... I don't know how I did it. I just kicked him. He screamed, still holding the dagger, and grabbed his scrotum with his other hand. I don't remember how I knocked the dagger out of his weak hand, quickly picked it up, and struck him in the rounded belly without a swing... I felt the blade easily penetrate the soft flesh... I saw blood flow down his shaved pubic area and the end of his penis... He let out a long, piercing scream... I pulled the dagger out and stepped back three steps...

Antigon took advantage of the pause: - In the stomach! – he shouted enthusiastically, - Arest! Ha! The dark, handsome Arest got a dagger in his plump tummy! And where did you hit him, exactly?

- At the very bottom, two or three fingers above his shaved pubic area. – Menelaus breathed out, - I didn't aim. It just happened. He began to cry loudly, and remained on his feet for a couple more minutes, pressing his palms to the very bottom of his stomach and bending almost in half.… Blood was dripping heavily onto the ground. Then he fell face down, rolled over on his side and curled up in a ball, pulling his knees up to his chest... There was almost no grass there, everything was trampled...

He showed a dagger, 10 cm bloody. -That's how deep I stabbed him. …

#male beauty

Tindar shouted, "Sandy, don't stand there like a calf!

Don't let the boy who is so nimble in the dance impress you!

Attack him relentlessly and don't give him a break,

Hurt yourself, exhaust yourself, and save your stomach for last!

But beware of his quick and dexterous punches!"

Sandy rose up, and covering his body

With his left hand, he ran up to Antigon again,

To deliver a deadly blow from a running start.

Without retreating, Antigon knelt down,

Covering himself with his left hand, and thrust out his right hand with a sharp dagger

In a sudden motion towards the running Sandy.

And Sandi was impaled!

The dagger sank deep into his belly,

In the round lower abdomen, where the handsome Sandy's

The hairline on his pubic area began!

Antigon pulled the dagger out and retreated three steps.

Sandy howled long and hard with cruel pain,

His left hand pressed to his belly above the loins, and he bent,

Blood ran between his legs and dripped on the grass,

He stood upright, did not drop the dagger, and, staggering,

Stood there with a pitiful moan.

Then Tyndar ran up and grabbed his friend by the armpits,

Hugging his chest from behind so he wouldn't fall to the ground.

Sandy was standing still in Tindar's arms,

He writhed his whole body and wailed: "Oh my belly… Oh belly... oh belly…

Oh, downstairs... it hurts a lot..."

Seeing that the wound is fatal, Tyndar cautiously

He laid him on his back and said with sorrow:

"Oh, dear Sandy, my beloved boy!

How terrible it is that you have been stabbed!

The dagger has pierced deep into your plump belly,

And torn your guts... Oh, how you suffer!

But just be patient, and I will kill Antigon

And bid you farewell, and ease your pain."

For a long time, Sandy suffered from severe pain,

Which was growing stronger in his torn intestines.

He remained lying on his back, with his knees bent,

Stroking his lower abdomen with his hands and crying pitifully,

Writhing in pain, lifting his buttocks off the ground,

Moving his hips erratically, either quickly or slowly,

Pulling them towards his stomach and then straightening them again.

Finally, in a fit of pain, he turned on his side,

He pressed his thighs against his groin and lost consciousness in shock...

Once, at the games of the athletes in Naupactus in Locris,

Sandy was wounded by Antigon's masculine beauty.

He challenged him to a one-on-one fight with knives,

Without any protection, not even a thin thread.

Sandy said, "You, a boy of humble birth,

Should not flaunt your manly prowess, nor boast of your manly parts,

Which are too long for your age! I will drench it in blood,

With a knife to pierce your soft and plump belly!"

To this Antigon said: "It is not fitting to be ashamed

Of the beauty that was given to me by Apollo himself!

Although the gods did not leave you in the shade,

You have conceded to me what a man is seen from afar!

Well, whose genitals will be stained with blood

Will be decided in my and your knife duel!"

Without any words, the opponents began to draw closer.

Sandy suddenly ran up to Antigon

And he swung his dagger wide from the hip,

To stab the deadly sting with all your might

In the plump lower abdomen – but I couldn't reach it!

A thin Antigon went off to the side in the dance,

Immediately he tried to hit Sandy in the left side.

But this Sandy is agile with his free left hand

He parried the attack and retreated without delay.

Sandy made five such attacks,

Approaching and jumping close to the Antigon,

But he was unable to inflict even a minor injury.

Antigon, on the other hand, dodged the powerful blows

And immediately sought to retaliate against the Aetolian.

He managed to lightly scratch Sandy three times,

Twice on his left hand, which he used to defend himself,

Then the left pelvis, just below the hipbone.

Sandy didn't feel any pain from these scratches,

But after his fifth unsuccessful attack,

He barely managed to deflect Antigon's retaliatory strike:

The dagger was aimed at his left groin.

However, it was deflected, causing a scratch on the side of his pelvis.

Sandy's breath was short, and there was a deadly

Terror in his gray eyes.

He was not accustomed to fighting

With a knife, naked, without a shield or a battle spear.

And Antigons was only seventeen years old.

This young man was thin, slender, and lithe,

Dark-haired and brown-eyed, with a handsome face,

He would cut his long dark hair short or grow it,

Then curl it and hold it with a copper band.

His muscles were not yet defined,

His smooth, firm belly curved slightly at the bottom,

His pubic area was covered with thick black curls,

But he shaved it when his mood changed,

The big testicle fell to a third of the thigh.

Antigon became experienced in the amusements of the erotes early.

The charm of Eros he knew when he was thirteen,

As a junior ephebe in the strategos' retinue,

The passion of Hymen he knew when he was fifteen,

As the favorite of a beautiful Locrian hetaera.

He could indulge in various amusements of the Erotes,

But young men and boys were more understandable and simple.

He did not hide his genitals under his clothes,

When inspired by Eros and passion, Potos

Was filled with the generous power of Priapos,

And his head rose above the navel.

Antigon was immodestly proud of his beauty,

Unashamed of envious or sarcastic glances,

And he laughed at the ridicule and reproaches.

He loved lively and fast dancing,

But he also learned the arts of male combat.

In the sea of Osolian Locris, he was a toxotus –

A skillful marksman, quick and hardy in running.

He threw darts with accuracy, wielded a bow and a sling,

He fought skillfully with a short spear, a sword, and a dagger.

He was challenged to a duel with knives

By a young soldier named Alexander from the Aetolian Fermes.

In his military circle, he was simply known as Sandy.

Sandy was a peltast in the Aetolian Agema,

He was known as the most handsome and skilled fighter among the ephebes.

He had long blond hair, gray eyes,

Broad shoulders, a well-proportioned body with muscles and veins,

His belly was slightly rounded at the bottom,

His pubic hair was thick and blond,

His genitals were larger than usual,

A third longer than a palm, and he looked beautiful.

(However, such masculine beauty was considered inappropriate

In the art of Hellas, as it was believed that mature men

Should be depicted or sculpted with such genitals,

Which are only found in infants and young boys.)

Narrow-waisted, narrow-bottomed, and long-legged,

Sandy was the best in running, and not the last in battle –

He was skilled in using a spear and a sword, and in wrestling and fighting.

At the age of twenty, Sundy had never known a woman's touch –

He indulged in love with thirty-year-old Tindaros,

His best friend and mentor in military affairs.

This is how young and handsome men served in the elite army –

They exercised most of the time, then indulged in love,

While guarding the acropolis or the archons' persons,

And sometimes went to the games and competitions of the athletes,

Preparing for battles and striving for military glory.

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