Lord master Hydra : Part 3

Marcus grabbed his cock with one hand and started stroking himself again. His eyes rolled to the back of his head from Jamie’s fullness and the self pleasure he was giving himself. 

Jamie clamped his teeth on one of his ears and darted his tongue in and out of it. Marcus groaned in pleasure as he felt Jamie’s usually low hanging balls (now tight against his own cock) slapping against his ass. The pressure in his own balls was building up and he could actually feel the cum churning and boiling inside of them. It wouldn’t be long now!

Jamie held on for dear life as he felt his balls tighten against the base of his cock. He was pulling in great gulps of air as he felt that wonderful toe curling feeling start to rush up his legs. He pulled out once more and cried out through clenched teeth as he felt Marcus back into him as he lurched forward. The cum raced up his rod and poured into Marcus. It was hot, sticky and wonderful. He twisted Marcus’s head around and captured his mouth with his own and he fired off another volley.

As soon as Marcus felt that first shot, and Jamie started kissing him, he gave a mighty yank on his dick moaned deeply as his own cock started twitching and releasing the testament of his love for his King.

The guards outside the royal hall heard the cries from within and smiled knowingly at each other. They themselves had women folk back home but, they loved their King and if this is what made him happy…then so be it!

Inside the hall Jamie shuddered once more as the last of his cum came slowly out in dribs and drabs. He reached around and placed his hand over the head of Marcus’s cock and rubbed the head with his cum. Then he smeared some on his finger and, brought it to his tongue and tasted. Sweet. He opened his mouth and slowly inserted his tongue into Marcus’s mouth so he could also taste. The two stay locked like that for a little while as their cocks softened and then they slowly pulled apart. 

They laughed and giggled like school children as they cleaned each other off and climbed back into their clothes. Just as they had finished dressing, they heard a commotion outside the royal hall. Jamie’s brow furled and he strode purposefully to the doors. He swung them open to find Edwin, the captain of his guards, and Lex, his right hand man, arguing loudly with the two posted guards.

“What is amiss out here?” He demanded harshly.
“My Lord,” Edwin bowed low. “These two idiots seem to forget that I am their Captain and would not let me pass.”
“Is this true?” Jamie inquired quietly.
“Yea My Lord,” the first one answered. “But, t’was under your orders Sire.” 
“Jack Ass!” Jamie snapped. “I understand I gave you direct orders but you also take orders from him! Anybody who knows me knows that Edwin is a most trusted and loyal servant of the court. Oh step aside!”
They moved aside, bowed and Edwin and Lex stepped through the doors. The guards quickly stood and closed the doors behind them so they could resume their posts. They would not make that mistake again.

“Forgive me Sire,” Edwin began. “But there is something you should hear.”
He nodded at Lex who bowed quickly and began. “Sire I’ve had a most troubling vision.”
Jamie glanced quickly at Edwin and then gave his full attention to Lex. He knew Lex and his visions well. They were always to be trusted.
“What is it then lad?”
“I-I-I,” he stammered fearfully.
“It’s okay Lex,” Jamie said gently. “Just take it easy lad and tell me what you saw.”
“I saw Ramfus,” he said with a rush. “He was plotting…against you! I-I believe he wants you dead Sire.”
Jamie absorbed this information for a while. Nobody said anything. When he trusted himself to speak he looked directly into Lex’s eyes. “Go on,” he said quietly. “Leave nothing out.”

Lex continued. “He practices the black arts Sire. The same ones your Father forbade. He tortures innocents deep within his dungeons until eventually he kills them.”
More silence. Nobody moved as they watched the expressions on their Kings face go through changes. Nobody….dared….move.
“And?” Jamie asked even more quietly.
“I-I also believe th-that he holds one prisoner even now as we speak. I-I don’t know his name b-but in the vision….the one he has captured….I-I did manage to see.”

He waited for Jamie to speak and when he said nothing he went on. “He has long curly brown hair and b-brown eyes.” He pointed to Marcus. “He looks like Marcus and, although, I’ve never met his brother…I believe ‘tis him.”
Marcus eyes widened in fear and his skin turned pale. He would have fallen if Jamie had not reached out to catch him.
“Easy Marcus,” he said gently. He held him up firmly and looked once more at Lex.

“Lex…lad…I want you to be sure. Are you sure?”
Lex looked straighed into Jamies eyes and ansered with one word.
“Yes!” He said firmly.
“But why?” Jamie asked himself out loud. 

“I think Sire,” Lex said cautiously. “I mean…well…because you prefer men to women and this is his way of taking your Kingdom!” The last part he blurted out and then he took two steps back.

“Of course Sire!” Edwin exclaimed. “The law of the land states that you must have an heir! If you don’t produce one then the Kingdom goes to the King’s most trusted advisor!”

“That would be Ramfus,” Jamie said tightly. “Well, well, well,” he continued slowly. “Seems to me gentlemen that we have a traitor in our midst. A murderous, treacherous traitor. Good! ‘Tis been a long time since I’ve done battle! I’ll not let that black hearted knave enslave the good people of OASIS.”
“But what will you do?” Marcus asked fearfully. “What of my brother? Have you not heard Lex? He uses the black arts!” 

“Fear not young Marcus,” Jamie said gently. “My Father was a wise old man and he has prepared me for such treachory! There is more than one way vanguish a black heart and I know quite a few.”

TO BE CONTINUED...