Male Bisexuality in Ancient Egypt - Sex Stories

Male Bisexuality in Ancient Egypt

After the meeting with Pharoah Psamtik at the Promontory, King Gyges retired to his private chambers in the stately villa rented to him by the Ruler of Egypt. The villa was quite opulent, a two-story building containing dozens of room and conveniently located a mere kilometer from the ocean. A gentle breeze wafted through the doors and windows, feeling like a caress against King Gyges skin. Egypt's ever-warm climate suited King Gyges just fine. In the many realms of Anatolia and nearby Greece, it was warm year-round, just the way King Gyges liked it.

The Lord of Lydia was in a fine mood as he relaxed on a couch with a glass of blood-red Theban wine, one of Egypt's very best. King Gyges was pleased with himself. The deal with the Pharaoh had gone better than expected. The Lydian Ruler intended to keep his end of the bargain for now. King Gyges wasn't willing to go to war with the Neo Assyrian Empire over either Egypt or Nubia, but he could keep his coffers full by supplying the Egyptians with weapons and ships...for exorbitant fees. War and commerce are inextricably linked, King Gyges thought.

Pharaoh Psamtik was naïve enough to pay whatever King Gyges and his military suppliers required because everyone knows that the Greco-Anatolian realms have superior weapons. With technologies acquired from war-like states like Sparta and Mycenae, and fast ships built in shipyards along the coast of Miletus and Ankara, the Anatolian Kingdom of Lydia was a rising military power. The ...

... catapults, Iron-tipped arrows, Iberian-style poisoned spears, crossbows, bronze shields and war horses that the Lydians would provide to the Pharoah should make his army the envy of the region.

"Does my dancing please you?" asked the comely young woman undulating two meters from where King Gyges sat. the lady's melodious voice snatched King Gyges out of his thoughts. Frowning, King Gyges looked at the dancer. Tall and curvy, with golden brown skin and long dark hair, she was quite lovely. Those large breasts and that thick derriere were something else. The young woman's features were a lovely blend of Nubian and Egyptian. King Gyges found that utterly fascinating. As much as the Egyptians claimed to dislike the Nubians, the two frequently went to bed together, the result being lovely mixed-race gals like this one.

"What is your name, my lovely dancer?" King Gyges asked as he sipped the Theban wine. After meeting with Zena the warrior woman and Markos, his favorite soldier, King Gyges retired for the night. The villa was patrolled regularly by Lydian soldiers, and a contingent of Egyptian soldiers patrolled the outer perimeter on orders from Pharaoh Psamtik. The extra security detail was the Pharoah's idea, as was the dancing woman. King Gyges was a simple man, politics aside, but he didn't want to displease his Egyptian hosts...

"I am Nykhor," said the dancing woman. She stood there, hands on her hips, decked out in see-through robe which revealed everything it was ...