Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2014 18:51:43 -0700 From: Zyngaru <zyngaru@ml1.net> Subject: Der Fursten Spiel - - - - The Prince?s Game Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Any resemblance to people alive or dead is total coincidence. My story will have nudity, sex and spanking between teenagers, ages fourteen to sixteen. If this type of content is offensive to you, then this story is not for you, but if this perks your interest, read and enjoy and then, please leave feedback whether it be pro or con. Zyngaru@ml1.net The setting of my story will be in the Principality of Liechtenstein. I have always been fascinated with Liechtenstein ever since boyhood when I watched the movie, "The Mouse That Roared." It took place in the imaginary Duchy of Fenwick in the Alps between Switzerland and France, which I immediately associated with Liechtenstein. Remember this is a fictional story, with no historical relevance, so don't book a trip to Liechtenstein expecting to play this game. Nifty has been very good to me, by publishing my stories. If you enjoyed this story, you can show your gratitude by making a donation to Nifty, so they may continue to publish stories for your enjoyment. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Der Fursten Spiel - - - - The Prince's Game My brother and I have always been close, even though he is two years older than me. Even when he became a teenager, he still included me in his adventures. Then Dieter had his fourteenth birthday and everything changed. I was no longer invited or allowed to hang out with him. He began getting phone calls and going off with other guys and leaving me home alone. When I asked, he told me when I am a teenager he will tell me, so when I had my thirteenth birthday I asked him again, but he still put me off, saying I hadn't reached the age of consent yet, so I had to wait yet another year. I just had my fourteenth birthday last weekend and Dieter has promised to answer all of my questions and even take me to where he goes if I want to find out for myself. "Pieter, are you ready to learn about the great mystery?" "Heck Ya!" I answer, as Dieter takes me to a little shop around the corner to get ice cream and answer my questions about where he goes and what he has been doing for the last two years, without me. "OK, little brother. First off everything I tell you is top secret. You can't talk about this with anyone else. You can't tell mom or dad, or your best friend or your girlfriend, not even your pet lizard. Do you understand?" "Ya, Dieter! I understand, I won't tell anyone, promise and hope to die." "Pieter, I have been playing the most amazing game. It's all about pain and pleasure and sometimes the pain is the pleasure. There isn't anything like it anywhere else in the world. It all started, right here in Liechtenstein, back in the 1700's with Prince Aloy the First, except this happened before he became The Prince, when he was fourteen-years-old. I guess it was as boring for teenagers back then as it is now, because Prince Aloy and his brothers got bored playing Poch and decided to add some special rules to the game. They had to keep it all a secret, because the new rules included spanking. If their dad, The Prince, found out that one of the boys in court was spanking the heir to the thrown, then all hell would of broken out. So the game became known as Der Fˇµsten Spiel, The Prince's Game, or just The Game. They would play Poch and the winner would spank the looser naked. Then as with most games, when Phillip, Aloy's youngest brother became fourteen, he added a new rule, which I like to think is the best rule ever. Phillip added the pleasure rule. After you had lost and been spanked once, any loses after that to that person, you can choose to be spanked or to give pleasure. Pieter, you are going to like this. Phillip suggested that the pleasure should be sucking. Who would of imagined that our Prince's sucked each other off?" "Dieter, you're making all this up, right?. There ain't no way, the Prince's of Liechtenstein sucked each other." "Honest Pieter, that is exactly how the story goes and further more, the game is still played today by boys all over Liechtenstein. The game has changed a little. We don't play Poch any more, but Poker and we play it naked. Spankings are given with a big rubber paddle instead of the wooden ones that our ancestors used, but other than that, the game is still the same." "So you have been playing this game for the last two years? You have been getting paddled and been getting sucked off? Is that why sometimes when you come home, you walk funny?" "Yep to everything. Sometimes, when I come home, my ass is so sore from getting paddled I can hardly walk. So what you think? You up for playing? I'm supposed to meet some friends for a game, and we are short a person and I suggested you?" "Me? Now? I mean, I just found out about the most secretive game in the world and you are asking me if I want to go play it now? - - - - Heck ya! I want to play!" - - - - - - My little brother has been after me for two years to let him in on whatever I have been doing. Well today, I told him, and he seems to be interested. Of course I haven't told him everything. Like about the fact there is always one fourteen-year-old at our games. That is a rule, that we don't tell the fourteen-year-olds, because the games are rigged against them and for us older boys to have fun at their expense. It is also a rule that only sixteen-year-olds and older can organize a game. So all games will have at least one sixteen-year-old or older, and one fourteen- year-old. The other two of the four players can be any age, fifteen and up. When we reach the location of today's game, I introduce Pieter to Andre who is sixteen-years- old and Pierre, who's fifteen-years-old. We are at Andre's house and he leads us through his garden to a small house his family keeps for guests when they visit. It's a great little house out of the way of anyone who might interrupt us from our game. Inside there are pillows on the floor where we will sit to play the game. Off to one side is a bench, that is waist high and laying on top of the bench is a thick red square rubber paddle measuring thirty centimeters (12 inches) both length and breadth, with a tapered end that extends into a handle, twenty centimeters (eight- inches) long. Lastly just off to the side of the spanking bench, is a low couch without a back or ends, just the right size for a sucking sofa. No wonder Andre hosts so many Games, with this set up in his back garden. - - - - - - - I am totally taken in by everything I see, as I walk into Andre's little house. He asks me if Dieter explained all the rules to me, which I tell him that he did, so Andre tells us, we should start playing, since we only have about two hours, before his parents return home and we will have to end the game. Andre shows us where to put our clothes and we all begin to disrobe. I feel a little strange taking my clothes off in front of these guys, not because I'm modest, because I'm not, but it's just I don't know two of them and I'm the youngest boy here so I feel a little out of place. It isn't long before all four of us are stark naked, with our dicks hanging out for all to see. We are all close to the same size soft, I would say approximately nine centimeters (three and a-half-inches). I know it won't be long before I bone up, because I bone up for no reason at all, so playing a game with three naked guys is sure to cause me to bone. Andre leads us to the pillows on the floor, and we sit, preparing to begin the game. Andre cuts the cards laying on the floor in front of us. We each draw one card, with Pierre drawing the highest card, so he gets to deal. He deals two cards face up in front of each of us, then three cards face down and then two more cards face up. Starting with the player to Pierre's left we each take our seven cards and make the best five card poker hand that we can and lay it down. Dieter has a pair of tens. Andre has a pair of jacks. Pierre has a jumbled mess with a high card of a queen. I also have a jumbled mess but my high card is only a nine-of-hearts. Which means Andre wins and I lose this hand. Everyone smiles at me, and we all stand up and Andre leads me to the spanking bench. I lean over it and discover it has hand holds on the other side, so I take a hold of them. Andre, takes the paddle and swings it hard, hitting my bare ass with a thud, that sends shivers through me. Ouch, that rubber paddle stings. Then Andre hits my ass again and then again, causing tears to come to my eyes. He gives me five wacks with the paddle, which causes my ass to sting like it has never stung before. When I let go of the handles and turn around, I have tears running down my cheeks and am greeted to the blurry sight of three boners. I am so grateful for the big soft pillow I get to sit on, because my ass is still stinging and I'm sure it is beet red. The others are sitting ready to begin the next hand, with their boners sticking up in front of them and no one is attempting to hide it. Just like when they were soft, they are close to the same size, approximately 15 centimeters (six inches). This hand I get a pair of kings, which means I didn't lose, but I didn't win either because Dieter had three jacks. Pierre loses the second hand and is led to the spanking bench and Dieter gives him five very hard whacks with the rubber paddle. From this angle I can see how red it is making Pierre's ass, so I am guessing it made mine the same shade of red it made his. What I find interesting, is that even though my ass is still stinging, I bone up like the other guys, watching Pierre getting his ass beat. When we all go sit back down, Pierre is no longer boned up but the rest of us are. The next hand I lose again, this time to Dieter and he gives my ass a real beating. My hot, crimson ass hurts so much I don't want to sit for the next hand, even with a soft pillow to cushion it. I lose the next hand to Pierre and have to take five more whacks to my already hurting ass. Tears are flowing and I'm crying in front of everyone, it hurts so much. The other guys are all sporting full erections while I am in so much pain, I don't think I could get mine up, if I played with it, which I definitely don't feel like doing. The next hand Dieter loses to Andre and Andre beats Dieter's ass with five of the hardest whacks yet. Even watching Dieter get his ass beat, isn't enough to get my limp penis to rise. Then I get some luck and win a hand with Dieter losing and I get to whack his already red ass. It feels so much different spanking your own brother, but I didn't give him any special treatment, because he didn't spare my ass any when he spanked me. The next hand, I loose to Pierre for the second time. Pierre is sitting there looking at me with his boner sticking up in front of him, and asks me, what shall it be, pain or pleasure? When I told Dieter I wanted to come and play, The Game, I totally had made up my mind that I would take spankings every time, no matter what. But now sitting here with my ass on fire and hurting so much, I can see why someone would take the sucking instead of the spanking. Without really hearing myself say it, I tell Pierre that I will give pleasure. He helps me up off my pillow, because my ass hurts so bad that my legs are shaking and we all walk over to the sucking sofa. Pierre lays down on the sofa with his legs dangling off the end, and I knell down between his legs and take his boned up dick into my mouth and start sucking it. I feel like gagging the whole time, and I can hear Dieter telling me to breath through my nose. It isn't long before Pierre shoots his load into my mouth and I don't have really any option but to swallow as fast as I can as he shoots and shoots. When he finishes shooting, we both get up and he thanks me for not biting his dick. He tells me that his first time, that is exactly what he did to the guy he sucked off. It really wasn't all that bad. Pierre tasted sort of sweet with a little salt included. Going back to sit for our next hand, I have a raging boner again, even with my sore ass. I guess my dick liked what my mouth did for Pierre. I loose the next two hands, one to Dieter and the other to Andre, and suck both of them off. I discovered that they all tasted different, yet the same, somehow. Then I win again, with Dieter losing to me for the second time. I expect Dieter to take another spanking, even though I know his ass is hurting already, but he doesn't, he says he will suck me off. I go lay on the sofa, and he gets between my legs and takes my boned up dick into his mouth and I am in heaven. I never realized I could feel so good as I do right now with my dick in Dieter's mouth. Of course like any fourteen-year-old, I can't hold off long before I shoot it all into his mouth and my moment of ecstacy is over. I have never felt so good when I'm in so much pain in my life. Now I know why Dieter this, the Game of Pain and Pleasure. That ended up being the last hand, because time is up, and we all dress and say our good-byes. I tell everyone how much I enjoyed playing with them, even though my ass hurts so much. Andre tells me, that he will be calling me again for a game, if I want to play again. Of course I tell him that I do anytime he has a game going. He also asks me if I'm ok with him giving my name to other game organizers, which I agreed to. So for the next year, I'm called many times to fill out a foursome, and for some reason I'm always the only fourteen-year-old at the game. After my fifteenth birthday, Dieter tells me about the one only fourteen-year-old rule and also about the rigged games, that guarantees that the fourteen-year-old will be spanked by everyone in the game and that he will suck off every player in the game. Usually one player will volunteer to lose twice, to the fourteen-year-old, and suck him off, so he won't get suspicious as to the game being rigged. When I learned this, then it meant that my brother agreed with Andre to be the one to suck me off during my first game. That showed me, how much my brother loves me. He told me, that was his way of making up, for leaving me home for those two years before I turned fourteen. I have an awesome brother. Remember this game is a secret. Don't tell anyone about it. Pieter Von Liechtenstein