Date: Mon, 17 Sep 2012 22:14:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kyle Frank <brees_fan_kylr@rocketmail.com>
Subject: My Life with Prince Harry Part 2

  My Life with Prince Harry: Chapter 2

  ***I don't know the sexuality of His Royal Highness nor am I implying his
sexuality.  This story is purely fictional and only in my mind.  This story
contains male to male sex so if you are offended or not of the legal age in
your jurisdiction to be reading this please leave.  Thank you and enjoy my
story. ***

	After we got out of the shower, we got dressed and Harry remembered
that he had a meeting that he had to be at before we could meet with the
Queen.  Luckily, a suit and tie had been provided for me.  We headed down
to the limo and headed off to the meeting with the board of directors of
one of Harry's charities.
  Of course we had gotten stuck in London traffic.  I was sweating bullets
being stuck in traffic with the Prince.  The tension, sexual or otherwise,
was so thick it could be cut with a knife.  But, I was bound and determined
to keep things professional.
  Harry was the first one to speak, "So tell me a little about you,
Keaton."
  "Well, your highness, I lived my life all over the United States and the
world, primarily due to my time in the Army.  I spent one tour of duty in
Iraq, but after that, I had requested to be transferred to a different
company, I couldn't stand seeing the horrors in Iraq.  Granted I was in the
military police, but the horrors were still there.  I spent my second tour
in Afghanistan, which wasn't much better, if not worse than Iraq.  Within
that time, I reached the level of Staff Sergeant, but after I was done in
Afghanistan for 3 years, I was stationed at Landstuhl, in Germany.  I
remained there for about 4 years.  At which time I requisitioned to be
transferred yet again.  This time, I had transferred from Active Duty to
Reserves.  When I had done that, I had taken a job with a high ranking
security firm in New York City and remained in the reserves until today.
At the security firm, we had contracts with celebrities and dignitaries.  I
can't get into specifics as I had to sign a confidentiality agreement when
I signed on to the firm.  But, with your standing and your grandmother's
connections, I'm sure that you could get that information.  Along with that
firm, I had offers to work for the Secret Service, but, with the time I
spent with the military, I had decided to stay in the private sector.
Sometimes, I wish I had gone to the Secret Service, but I had differences
of opinion with the President, so I had declined.  And as you have seen by
my gorgeous body, I continue to work out on a regular basis.  That is one
of the things that carried over from my military career.  I love to watch
sports and used to play on a hockey team.  I never got the chance to go
pro, but did it more for fun than anything."
  It was Harry's turn to speak, "Wow that is an amazing career.  I have
done a tour in Afghanistan as well; we could have been there at the same
time without even knowing it.  I'm definitely glad that you have kept up
with being in the military and your workout regimen.  It has definitely
given you an amazing body.  Well, with those credentials, I can see why a
man like you is in such high demand.  What else can you tell me about you?"
  "Well, aside from my military career, not too much.  I also am an avid
video gamer, love to read, watch movies, and hang out with friends."
  He spoke, "Wow you are definitely the complete package then.  You have
stunning good looks and you're a bit of a geek.  Everything I look for in a
man."
  Finally, we had arrived to Harry's appointment.  We both got out of the
limo along with his bodyguard and headed into the building.  We rode the
elevator in silence up to the offices of the charity.  We stopped at the
receptionist's desk and she showed us to the conference room to wait for
the board members.  Harry walked me over to a chair in the corner and asked
me to sit there during the meeting.  Then he and his bodyguard took seats
at the conference table.  A few moments passed and the board members walked
in.  They shook hands with Harry and then sat in their respective places
around the table.  They talked for some time about the charity work and
what not.  I just sat in the corner taking it all in.  During the meeting I
saw that there was much more to the Prince other than just his looks.  He
was very passionate about his charity work, which is something that I am
interested in as well.  Harry spoke at great lengths as to where he would
like the charity to go and to what lengths it would take to get it there.
After some time they had finished, shook hands, and, said good bye to each
other.  Then, Harry, the body guard, and I headed back to the limo.  We
headed off to Buckingham Palace to meet with Her Majesty, the Queen of
England.
  And of course we got stuck in traffic yet again.  This is something that
I have become accustomed to being in New York City.
  Harry looks at me and asks, "Well, here we are stuck in traffic again.
So, let me ask you a few more questions."
  I nod in the affirmative to allow him to ask more questions.
  He asks, "So, I'm a bit curious about when you lost your virginity.  Can
you tell me about that?"
  I respond, "Which time do you want to know about.  Do you want to know
about my first time with a girl or with a guy?"
  He thinks about it for a minute before responding, "I want to know about
with a guy.  Wait you've had sex with a girl as well."
  I sense his shock, "Yes at one point in my life I did have sex with
girls, but realized after my first experience with a girl when I was a
freshman in high school, I was attracted to men."
  "Well, then tell me about that first." Harry inquired.
  "Well, when I was a freshman in high school, there was much pressure from
mates of mine on the hockey team to sleep with a girl.  I couldn't at that
point mention to them I was gay. At that point in my life, it wasn't heard
of to be gay in the community we were living in.  So, being the jock I was
I had chatted up one of the cheerleaders.  Come to find out she was the
slut of the school.  She had taken a liking to me, so I worked that to my
advantage.  We had gone on a few dates.  Even though I knew in my head and
my heart it would never amount to anything.  But, we had gone to a party at
one of my teammate's house after winning a hockey game.  His parents were
out of town and his older brother was home from college and had supplied us
with copious amounts of alcohol.  My "girlfriend" and I were completely
pissed, so we headed off to one of the bedrooms upstairs.  We fooled around
for a bit, and started to have sex.  I tried sticking it in, but was unable
to get it up.  I was scared shitless and didn't know what to do.  After
some time, I had tried to get my cock to stay hard to no avail.  I had
finally given up and blamed my inability to stay hard to being so drunk.
We ended up getting into a fight and broke up right then.  We headed back
down stairs and I promptly left.  I couldn't bear to be around my mates."
  Harry responded, "That had to be hard for you to admit to yourself.  I
can only imagine what you went through after that."
  I continued my story, "It was tough.  Especially considering how hot she
was.  She ended up spreading a rumour around about me being gay since I
couldn't fuck her properly.  Due to that, I had quit the hockey team even
though I was one of the best players on the team.  I was on the varsity
team as a freshman which is normally unheard of.  I spent the rest of that
year being a loner.  It totally sucked and not in a good way."
  We sat there for a few minutes in silence.  With as much as I spoke we
had only moved a few dozen blocks.  I thought to myself, `Could this
traffic move any slower?'
  Harry was the first to speak breaking the silence, "Wow that had to be
tough for you."
  I responded, "Yeah it was, but luckily between my freshman and sophomore
years, my father was transferred to another base.  This time we were in
California.  I was devastated during my sophomore year because the new
school didn't have a hockey team.  I spent that year on the baseball team.
I wasn't really good so I ended up spending time on the junior varsity.  It
took some time, but I was able to find a new group of friends, and became
popular once again."  Harry said, "Well that is great then.  So, tell me
now about losing your virginity with a guy."  I responded, "Now, that is
something I can tell you a great story about.  It was the summer after my
sophomore year of high school.  My dad had been sent off to Germany for a
few months and my mom had gone to spend some time with family.  I couldn't
leave because of the baseball season.  So, my parents had decided that I
would be allowed to stay home by myself as I was an only child.  They had
spoken with my friend Nash's parents and they all agreed that he could stay
at my house with me so I wouldn't be alone.  Nash lived a few blocks away
so his parents had us over for dinner each night and then we would go back
to my house.  One night we had a game a few towns away and Nash's parents
had an emergency and had to head out of town for a few days.  We got into
my car and drove back to my house after getting off the bus at school.
Nash and I had gotten to be close friends.  We got home and made a couple
pizzas and found a few beers in my parent's refrigerator.  My parents
allowed me to drink around them so I thought it would be okay since we were
home for the night and wouldn't be going anywhere.  We turned on the TV,
ate our pizzas, and, drank some beers.  We were a bit buzzed and Nash
admitted to me that he was gay and had wanted me the first time he met me.
We finished our pizzas and beers, and then headed up to my bedroom.  I
pointed the way to my room and took a pit stop in my parent's room.  I set
the alarm and grabbed a couple condoms out of their bathroom and some lube.
I then headed off to my bedroom.  I headed off to my bed where Nash had
been waiting.  He was about 6' tall and about 25 pounds lighter than my
6'5" frame and 180 pounds.  We were built about the same only I was a bit
more muscular due to my size.  I began making out with him on my bed.
Within moments, I was grinding my fully clothed cock into his.  I got up
off the bed and started stripping.  He followed suit.  I walked towards him
and started kissing him again.  After a few moments, I started kissing a
path along his jawline, to his neck, along his chest towards his nipples.
I took each one in my mouth and began sucking and biting on them.  He began
moaning out.  I took my cue and headed south kissing a path as I went,
until I reached my goal, his cock.  It was my first experience with an
uncut cock, well any cock aside from my own.  It had a musky and salty
scent to it and I was turned on by it.  I took the tip in my mouth and
began licking it.  I ventured further down and eventually got my nose in
his pubes.  It was easy to get down there since he wasn't quite hard yet.
I began bobbing my head up and down on it like it was the only cock I'd
ever have.  Within seconds, I had him hard and face fucking me.  He was
moaning like a bitch in heat.  This brought my cock to full attention.  I
knew right then and there I wanted nothing but cock.  He pulled me up and
off his cock and led me to my bed.  We got into a 69 position and started
sucking each other's cocks.  We carried on like that for some time at which
I wanted more.  I removed my mouth from his cock and asked him if I could
have a piece of his ass.
	`I was hoping you'd get around to asking me that,' Nash said, `I
haven't had a cock in my ass for some time and quite frankly I need my ass
filled.
	He got up on all fours; I placed the condom on my cock and put the
tip at his hole.  I slowly entered him and inched my cock into his hole.
It was tighter than anything I had entered.  Once I had all 8 inches in, I
let him become accustomed to my cock.  Not only was it long, it was as
thick as a beer can.  A few minutes later I began fucking him slow and
steady, not wanting this moment to end.  But, it wasn't meant to be.
Within a few minutes of fucking, I was moaning and breathing hard.  I felt
my balls tighten up and I began shooting my load in his ass.  I collapsed
on top of him and lay there until my cock softened and left his ass.
	He said, `That was amazing, but I'm still hard as a rock and need
to get off.'
	I responded, `Although, I've never had a cock in my ass, would you
like a piece of mine?'
	He responded, `Of course I would, and I am experienced at fucking
as well as being fucked.  I know how to take it nice and slow for you.  Not
to worry a thing about it.
	I lay on my back as I wanted to see him as he fucked me.  He
grabbed the remaining condom and put it on his cock.  It was about 6 inches
long and about half as thick as mine.  I gulped as I looked at his cock.
He pulled gently pulled my legs, and moved me to the edge of the bed.
Then, next he got down on the ground and placed his tongue at my hole and
began licking.  At first it seemed a bit odd, but felt amazing at the same
time.  Next, he began fucking my ass with his tongue.  I never thought
anything could feel better.  Once he was satisfied, he stood back up and
aimed his cock at my hole.  To get better access, he grabbed my legs and
placed them on his shoulders.  He slowly entered my hole.  It hurt and
caused me to scream out.
	He asked, `Do you want me to stop?'
	I responded, `No, just wait a second.  I'm not quite used to things
going in.'
	He waited, and then slowly continued in.  Once he got a couple
inches in, the pain was quickly replaced by pleasure.  I nodded and he
continued.  Within a few more seconds he was in all the way.  He remained
there until I was used to him being there.  He started fucking me like I
had done to him.  Within moments, my cock was hard again.  He leaned over
and began kissing me as he was fucking me.  I was moaning and breathing
heavy as was Nash.  Within moments I had my second orgasm of the night,
shooting my load on our bodies. Within seconds, I felt him shooting in my
ass.  It was totally amazing.  He withdrew his cock and took off the
condom.  We had mutually agreed to shower together and clean up.  After we
showered, we headed back into my bedroom and drifted off to sleep."
	I looked over at Harry and he was adjusting himself.  Then he spoke
saying, "That was quite hot and got me quite a bit randy.  However, we have
now arrived at Buckingham Palace.  We will have to wait until later."
	I instantly became more nervous than I had been since I was in
Afghanistan.  My knees began shaking so bad I thought I'd start rocking the
car off the tires.  My hands became clammy and began sweating bullets.
Harry told me to relax, but of course meeting the Queen for the first time
was easier said than done.  We got out of the limo, and started walking in
to the palace.  I was still shaking like a leaf and it only got worse the
further in we got.

To be continued...

***Thank you for reading and as always please feel free to e-mail comments
or suggestions to my e-mail, brees_fan_kylr@rocketmail.com.  I hope you
enjoyed. ***