Prince Valient and Galan

Prince Valiant was lonely. His latest crusade to the Holy Lands was in turmoil. Queen Aleta had returned to the Misty Isles in a huff having found Val in flagrante delicto with a stable boy at their encampment in Normandy. But worse for the Prince, his beloved Galan had received an urgent message from King Arthur and departed secretly for parts East. Val was more than disappointed not to have his sweet Galan with him. Prince Valiant had met Galan when the boy was sent to him by King Arthur to serve as Val's squire. Val was immediately smitten by the beautiful youth, but did not act on his amorous instincts because, after all, Galan was a male and Val knew nothing of sexual relations between men.

It took a stable boy at Camelot, a Norse boy named Volto, to teach his prince about the joys of boy-love. Volto took every opportunity to appear near nude in the presence of Val. Val wondered why his member would become erect in the presence of this beautiful boy in his near god-like beauty. But the question was the answer, as Merlin might have said. He bade Volto to come to his chambers. As the stable boy entered his quarters dressed in only a smithy's leather apron and a smile, Val knew what he wanted, no, had to do. "Yes, Sir Valiant (Val was a knight but not yet Prince) may I serve you?" "Yes, Volto, please come and lay beside me." Volto, knowing how to tease, said, "But sire, this apron is not appropriate to lay with a Knight of the Round Table." Val, smiling at his recognition of his desires, said, "Then take the apron off, Volto." The boy did so and Val grabbed the boy's muscled leg to gaze at his beautiful body, all of it.

"Come now, Volto, lay with me. I want to partake of your flesh." Volto pulled down the fur bed covering and saw Sir Valiant in his own magnificent beauty. He went directly for Val's groin and swallowed Val's erect penis in one swoop. Val thought, hmm...Volto is experienced in this exercise. Volto used all of his oral techniques on the large issue before him and had Val writhing in pleasure for many minutes. Volto's mouth and throat coaxed a violent orgasm fom Val, and they both fell back breathing heavily, Val's arm around the stable boy's shoulders. They rested in bliss. Finally, Val said, "Dear boy, how may I pleasure you?" Volto didn't have to think, "Sire, forgive me for being bold but I feel you are inexperienced in the ways of love between men." "That I am, Volto." "Then you can please me greatly by inserting your penis into my arse. It is what the peasants call 'fucking'." Val was extremely interested. "'Fucking', yes, I want to do that to you."

Val fucked Volto for hours and both men were extremely satisfied. When they were done, Volto said his next visit would include another stable boy they could both fuck. Val welcomed Volto's services but added, "We must not let Galan know of this. I wish to approach my sqire in my own time." And so it was. Sir Valiant fucked every attractive stable boy who was willing. And Volto knew who was willing. And time teated Valient well. Galan was by his side as King Arthur crowned Valiant Prince of the Realm. Galan was by Prince Valiant's side as Val did his duty and married Aleta, Queen of the Misty Isles. And Galan was by Prince Valiant's side in battle after battle in Val's first Crusade. Galan never knew of Valiant's lust for him, only that his Prince was kind and generous and attentive to Galan's every need.

Val would see Galan to bed every night, tucking him in and petting his face as they discussed the events of the day until Galan drifted off to sleep. Volto would be waitng and guided Val to the tent of whichever stable boy would be graced by the Prince's sex that night. Val had several favorites and fucked them regularly, but always with the admonition that Galan was not to know. If a battle loomed, Val saw that the stable boys were secreted in a safe place. He could not keep Galan from harm's way, but sweet Galan was a tiger on the battlefield and always came out unscathed, as did Prince Valiant.

But it was on the Second Crusade, which Val fervently prayed would produce the Holy Grail, that lonliness and melancholy engulfed the Prince. Aleta had walked into Val's tent and found Val impaling Volto. Aleta was aware of her husband's pecadillos but this flagrant show of man sex in the midst of a Holy Crusade angered Aleta and she prepared to leave. On the very ship that was to bring Aleta back to the Misty Isles, a courier carried a message from King Arthur for Galan and Galan only. The boy was off on his mysterious mission at dawn, exactly when Aleta's ship sailed. A pall descended on Val and he took to his bed. Volto took care of his prince, in every way. After feeding him, Volto would get Val stiff and sit on his hard member. He arranged for several of the most beautiful stable boys to overwhelm the Prince in his bed and let Val do all sorts of nasty things to them. These activities made Val smile but didn't really relieve his sadness.

But one day, as Valient moved his forces to the Southern Sea, a ragged soldier appeared asking audience with Prince Valiant. "You are speaking to Prince Valiant," Val said from his steed, "What is your business?" "Prince Valiant, I have news from Galan." Val jumped down and took the man to a private area. "What news, man? Speak!" "Your Highness, Galan is in danger as we speak. He is in the desert, east of Egypt and armies of brigands have him surrounded on Mount Sanai. Time is short." Valiant had heard of Mount Sanai, the very place where Moses had received the Ten Commandments. Immediately, he made preparations to leave. He gave orders to his forces to camp down and had Volto prepare his pack and climb aboard his steed. Volto would go with him.

It was an arduous journey. Val's only comfort was Voltos's willing ass as they huddled in front of a night's campfire. When they reached the toe of Italy, they boarded a merchant ship headed for Egypt. Volto was terrified of the sea, having only crossed the Channel once. He clung to Val, who welcomed the boy's proximity. The Nubian sailors admired the Englishmen's affection and pressed their ebon flesh against the pair. They gently disrobed Val and Volto. They marvelled at Volto's red hair and fair, freckled skin. They passed wineskins and soon it was drunken Nubians making love to drunken Englishmen. For the first time, Val was fucked, by a black penis! But Val and Volto wound up embracing, naked, under the softest blankets.

The crew, enamored of their light skinned sex partners, changed their route to bring Val and Volto to Sinai instead of Alexandria. And, once in Sinai, the experienced Nubians arranged for camels and supplies, and most importantly, maps to Mount Sinai. Val and Volto bid an amorous farewell to their ebon benefactors. The Englishmen left for the desert leaving many satisfied Nubians. But the desert held dangers. On their camels, Valiant and Volto had to fight off thieves, insistant beggars and, worst of all, vicious sandstorms. But they perservered and as one last sandstorm cleared, there it was, Mount Sinai! But to their trepidation, the base of the mountain was covered with raggedy, armed bands of brigands. Not having been seen, Val and Volto camped behind a rock outcropping to sort out their plans.

Volto, unshooled in warfare, favored a frontal attack. Val, having been taught the art of war by the Master, Merlin, suggested going around the weakest flank, heading up the mountain before the slothful brigands even knew they were there. Volto saw the wisdom of Val's ruse, so before dawn, the two Englishmen approached the mountain, took the measure of the brigands' flanks and veered left. The brigands weren't even awake, their campfires still out. Val and Volto crept past the outermost of the sleeping enemy and were up a slope without an alarm sounded. Val consulted the map the Nubians had provided him. He quickly ascertained the most likely spot anyone would look for whatever might remain of the stone tablets and headed there. After the torture of the climb through sharp rocks, Volto called out, "Your Higness! Over here! I see something!" Val saw what Volto was taking about. Down a deep crevass, Val could the edge of what was obviously an English garment. "That must be him!" Val exclaimed, "I only pray that he is still alive!"

At that moment, the garment moved. Without thinking, Val scrambled down the walls of the crevass, followed by Volto. Since it was almost a free fall, the two were at Galan's side in a minute, somewhat worse for the wear, but able to see that it was Galan and that he was alive! Without water to splash in the young man's face, Prince Valient improvised. He kissed Galan full on the lips and was overjoyed to feel Galan's tongue return the kiss. Then Val kissed Galan's eyelids. As they fluttered open, Galan said, "Val? Ohhh, is that you, my love?" Val couldn't believe his ears. Galan calling him his love? Val gathered Galan in his arms. He noticed the tablets hidden by the garment that had saved Galen's life. The Ten Commandments! Val said, "Volto, pick up these stones very carefully and see if can get them safely to the top. I will bring Galan."

It was an arduous climb out of the crevass, but Volto reached to top with the tablets intact. He looked down and saw his liege carry Galan. He also saw Galan interrupting the climb by kissing Val ardently. Volto felt a twinge of jealousy, but a greater feeling of joy at the glory of these two great men reuniting in love. Just as Val and Galan reached the top, an arrow pierced Volto's shoulder, close to his heart. He tumbled down the mountain, the stone tablets broken into shards, lost in the sandy slope. Val raised Galan up and had to shield his love from a volley of arrows. Prince Valiant wondered if his end would come on the rocky, sandy slopes of Mount Sinai. He looked down and saw Volto's unmoving body. He knew that the tablets were lost to all ages. But were they lost?

Galan was able to raise his head, looked down the mountain, pointed and said, "Who are they?" Val looked to see a large force of ebony skinned warriors on camels and horses attacking the brigands with scimitars, killing most of them and chasing those who ran. Then they moved up the mountain, finding Volto alive and waving at Val. It was their Nubian mariners! When they reached Val and Galen, there was much joy and many kisses. "We are not just sailors, Your Highness, we are warriors and always carry our weapons. After you had left and we felt such love for you, we decided, to a man, that if you should need help, we would be there." Valiant said, "My good friends, how can I ever thank you?" "By allowing us to sail you home!"

The voyage back to England was a joyous one. Galan insisted on sleeping with Val and in due course, shared love with his Prince, this time Val was the teacher. Volto recuperated from his wound during the voyage and served Prince Valiant and Galan in their quarters. Val told Galan all about Volto and Galan invited Volto to share their bed. When the ship landed in England and the party made their way to Camelot, they were greeted with flowers and huzzahs, as Val's, Galan's, and Volto's as well as the Nubians' adventures and heroism had preceded them.

At Camelot, Prince Valiant entreatied King Arthur. Based on Val's praise, Galan was made Sir Knight Galan and Volto was made a Squire, seconded to Galan. The Nubians were given English rewards, fine swords, a herd of the best sheep, a catapult and a treaty of trade, sure to benefit both parties and ensure their welcome return. King Arthur shook a crooked finger at Aleta, censuring her for leaving the Crusade. Prince Valiant was given spacious quarters in the castle, which he shared with Galan and Volto. Never had the stones of Camelot heard such moans of pleasure as when the three heroes fucked and sucked and kissed 'til dawn.