Soft-core sixties smut, with a plot revolving around a hero whose main attribute is... the size of his, um, main attribute:Imperial Rome--centre of the world--throbbing with the white heat of violence, bloodshed and uninhibited sexuality...Bought as an actor, kidnapped by pirates, sold as a gladiator, young Cleon's beauty and flagrant masculinity made every woman--harlots and Vestal Virgins alike--desire him.And passion drives Cleon to help destroy a Caesar who combined the vices of his predecessors with his own special perversions--the Emperor Nero.
Contux took a firmer grip on the cloth and yanked. There was a ripping sound and the hand came away with the front of Cleon's tunic clutched in the swollen fingers... "I take it back. He's more than a man - he's a true stallion. He was shouting the words and waving the cloth for all to see.
(Page 125)
Why am I suddenly reminded of Biggus Dickus?
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