Destined to serve

I thought back on the countless men who had tried to
lure me to their rooms at the inn. I had always managed,
somehow, to avoid their lustful advances, unwilling to
provide them with my services, even when they had offered me
money. Now, for my beloved prince, I would do anything.

Prince John lay naked upon his bed, spreading himself
before me as if he were the main course of a magnificent
feast. His enormous cock trembled restlessly on his belly.
The thick foreskin sheathing the blunt head of his lance was
stretched to its limit as his huge cock continued to expand.
Like a budding rose bursting into bloom, his long, velvety
foreskin gave way to the plump crown of his majestic organ.

His sleek, helmet-shaped knob was as smooth as the
finest satin. It wept for attention. I thirsted to consume
the shimmering nectar drenching the tip, but did not move
until he held out his powerful arms to receive me.

Gently, I laid the weight of my body upon his. We
squirmed wildly, grinding the engorged meat of our erect
cocks.

Prince John slid out from under me and placed his hand
upon my pulsating lance. My entire body tingled wickedly as
he amused himself by fiddling with my extremely rigid organ.
Lovingly, he leaned forward and began kissing my neck. He
worked his delightful, wet mouth slowly down my shoulder and
across my heaving chest to suffocate my erect nipples with
his full, firm lips.

"Your body is delicious," Prince John gasped as his
tongue fluttered over the curve of my naval. His nostrils
inhaled deeply as he nestled his nose in the soft hair
surrounding the root of my slender organ. My foreskin was
even more abundant than his, and concealed the head of my
fully aroused cock. He gently retracted the generous folds
and plunged the tip of his hot tongue into the tiny opening.

Pulling me closer, he took the entire length of my cock
deep into his passionate throat. His tongue was like a
forge, transforming my male flesh into a throbbing sword of
iron.

Prince John allowed my cock to slither from between his
soft lips. I felt cold and abandoned as he sat back,
marveling at his erotic achievement. My stiff organ wagged
ruttishly for his enjoyment.

"You are quite exceptional, James."

"My Lord, my beauty is nothing compared to yours."

"You are far too modest," replied Prince John. "Come
now, James, and savor the sweet flavor of my cock.

I eagerly plunged my face between his long, muscular
legs and licked the shaft of his feverish organ. A lustful
excitement trembled through me as I heard my loving prince
pant, ablaze with sensual pleasure. I attempted desperately
to devour the massiveness of his rigid cock, but the narrow
passage of my throat simply would not expand to accommodate
its pulsing grandeur.

Prince John gently tugged his organ from my greedy
mouth. He stood up and took me affectionately in his arms,
placing his lips over mine. Unable to resist such
tenderness, I plunged my juicy tongue deep into his searing
mouth.

"I've longed all my life for someone like you," said
Prince John, stroking his long, elegant fingers through my
silken hair.

Never had I felt more at ease than in the warm embrace
of my Prince. His mere touch intoxicated me. My cock raged
with youthful passion. There was no evading the sexual
urgency running wild through our bodies. I belonged to him,
body, heart and soul. I was his for the taking and he knew
it.

Prince John continued to clutch my slender body tightly
against him as he reached around to caress my full, round
buttocks. Parting the fleshy mounds, his fingers invaded my
down-filled crevice. With astonishing precision, his groping
fingers isolated and stroked my small, puckered orifice. I
gasped softly as his delicate touch penetrated the opening of
my anal passage.

In my ignorance I had no concept of what was coming. I
simply place my trust in my prince and eagerly offered myself
to him.

He spun me around and eased his stiff cock between my
downy globes. The smoldering crown of his organ found its
mark and he gradually forced himself into my reluctant
bowels.

I howled in pain as his thick shaft stretched my
delicate, virgin flesh. I thought I would surely faint dead
away before I had managed to adequately pleasure my prince.
But as he began to slide his long, pulsing organ back and
forth inside me, my agony faded into the fire of passion.
With each thrust I felt him easing more and more of his royal
cock deeper into my belly.

"James, your tight, young ass fits my cock like a
glove." His triumphant tone was heavy with heated desire as
he quickened his thrusts. "Never have I experienced an
opening which as fit me so tightly and so well."

I gazed over my shoulder, back at my prince. Glistening
beads of sweat were forming on his wide muscular chest. His
handsome face was consumed with the urgency of his hunger.
As his passion mounted, he reached around and stroked my
aching cock. I was out of my mind, utterly possessed. Never
had I felt such fierce desire. I had never dreamed such
pleasures were humanly possible.

His princely member jerked and swelled inside me. His
breath was labored as his organ slammed against the velvety
walls of my rectum. The beating of my heart seemed to echo
loudly through the room and ring in my ears. Every fiber of
my being tensed as the most devastating spasm of pleasure I'd
ever experienced jolted through my body.

I gasped, overwhelmed as my erupting cock spewed long
strands of milky seed across the prince's bed.

Prince John brutally rammed his cock deep inside me,
plowing new depths within my bowels. His animal growls
heightened my ecstasy as his strong legs trembled with the
fury of his own massive orgasm.

We collapsed, utterly sated, in each other's arms. I
felt Prince John's softening cock slither from my slick hole
and I tightened my ass-ring around him, hungry to hold him in
me for a few more precious seconds. When I released his
withering organ, it slipped from my ass, and his sizzling
semen surged from my uncorked anal opening like a shimmering,
ivory river. I was mesmerized by the sight of his spent seed
dripping from my balls to form glistening pools on the bed
between my legs.

Prince John scooped up my sticky semen and smeared it
between his fingers. He looked up at me and smiled, holding
the precious fluid out to me as an offering. Without
hesitation I took his fingers into my mouth and licked them
clean.

"Come to me, James. Sleep next to me."

I eagerly responded to his beckoning and fell into his
embrace. "My dear, sweet stable-boy, you are nothing short
of the answer to my prayers."

We fell asleep with our warm bodies entwined. Tomorrow
our lust would be rekindled and the fire in our youthful
loins would once again rage.

As I passed into blissful slumber in the arms of my
prince, the aromatic scent of male sex hovered heavily in
the room, and the fond flavor of juicy cock-meat lingered on
the surface of my tongue. My well-used anal passage ached
pleasantly, and I smiled at the thought of the prince's
sheets drenched with the abundant load of our freshly-spilled
cum.

I knew then, resting in his warm embrace, that I was
destined always to serve my Prince.