Date: Sun, 2 Aug 1998 09:57:40 EDT
From: Draginacht@aol.com
Subject: Prince and Peasant -- Complete Story

Disclaimer

This story involves Gay, Man / Teenage Boy sex.  If you are not legally old
enough to read it, don't!

After several requests for a conclusion to the Prince_ and_Peasant story, I
have edited the original, added the final chapters and released the
complete story. I have written other stories which are in the Nifty
archive.

Comments are welcome. I routinely delete bulk e-mail so, if you want me to
read your e-mail, include the story title in the subject line. I may
respond to your e-mail as long as it is not hostile.

This story is fiction.  It occurs long before they ever heard of condoms so
there is a lot of sharing of body fluids. If you belong to a religious
group that considers it a sin even to think about these things then I guess
I need your forgiveness. But, then, why are you reading it.


Prince_and_Peasant Part 1

At last!  Free from the Court.  No more Ladies-in-Waiting with their
not-so-subtle moves to get him into bed.  Being second in line to the
throne might have something to do with Andrew's popularity.  Three weeks
ago, May 15, was his 17th birthday.  When his father asked what he would
like as a present, he asked to spend the Summer at the old family castle
near the western coast.  He would take just one of the palace guards so as
to not bring a lot of attention to his presence in the area; somewhat
incognito, if you will.

Now, here he is, on the fourth and final day of the trip, riding through
the forest with Jonathan, the 21 year old guard he chose to accompany him.
Jon may seem young to some but he is a powerful and brave, combat hardened
terror.  Standing 6 ft. 6 in., weighing 200 lb. and all muscle, Jon is the
fiercest of the Palace Guards.  As Jon rides in the lead, Andrew admires
the soldier's broad shoulders, slim waist and nice narrow, tight ass.  He
also ponders the rather impressively large basket he has noticed as Jon
struts around the Palace.

One of Andrew's objectives on this adventure is to find out just who he is.
He has bedded numerous women but is not satisfied.  He is curious about
men. There have been times when Jon has been suspiciously friendly; beyond
the usual subservience to a Prince of the realm. That must be checked out.

But, if he is going to get involved with men he has to be extremely
careful.  His father has sent many homosexuals to their death and his older
brother has personally executed several.  There is little tolerance for
queers in the kingdom.

Just as they enter a clearing they spot a figure running across the field
carrying two rabbits, the King's rabbits.  Instantly Jon spurs his horse
forward, overtakes the man, makes a sweeping blow with his right arm and
sends the man tumbling ass over elbow through the tall grass.  As the man
comes to a stop flat on his back, Jon has already dismounted his horse and
plants his large boot in the middle of the man's chest, his sword at the
man's throat.

"Well, My Lord!  Shall I administer the King's swift justice by running the
poacher through and putting him out of his misery?"  (Prince Andrew had
instructed Jon to address him as "My Lord" instead of other royal titles so
as to not draw undue attention to his high station.)

Andrew looked down at the captive and noticed he was young, about his own
age.  He could see the terror in the young man's face.  Then their eyes met
and locked onto each other.  Suddenly, Andrew felt his entire body shudder,
his heart freeze, his sphincter tense and his scrotum draw close to his
body.

"NOOO!!!" he shouted in a loud commanding voice.

The authority in his command surprised even the Prince.  Jon was also
somewhat startled because he had never heard his master speak with such
force.

The young captive lay there on the ground, his dirty, baggy clothes in
disarray.  His shirt was up around his neck exposing one nipple, most of
his chest and his abdomen.  One side of his pants was down over his right
hip displaying an attractive amount of soft white, skin.

What a great opportunity.  Here was a thief who could be put to death for
stealing the King's rabbits and who the Prince could interrogate as long as
and in any way it pleased him.  He could examine the youth's body and
experiment however he wished.  And, if there were any problem the evidence
could be eliminated.

Andrew looked at Jon and said, "Bring him with us.  I want to question him
to see if there are any others involved with his thievery.  We don't have
time for him to walk so he will have to ride with you.  I've seen you carry
prisoners on your horse before."

"Yes, My Lord," Jon replied.  He quickly mounted his horse, reached down
with his right arm and slid it under the young man's arm pit and around his
chest.  With a sweeping motion he lifted the youth high into the air then
down squarely in front of him, his arm still around the young man's chest,
and off they rode.

The young man seemed to be in shock and was breathing heavily.  Jon kept
his right arm tightly around the young man's waist and could feel his heart
pounding fast and hard.  After several minutes the youth seemed to calm
down but was still nervous.

Jon placed his lips close to the youth's left ear and softly asked, "What
is your name, my young thief?"

"A.. A.. Alexander, Sire."  He could feel Jon's hot breath on his ear and
neck and also felt the intense heat radiating from his captor's hard body;

"Well Alex, it is quite some pile or trouble you've got yourself into. Your
life may depend on how you behave from here on."

Alex did not reply.  He felt the powerful arm that was holding him relax as
it begin sliding across his chest and abdomen then down to his right thigh.
Glancing down, he could see a huge hand gripping his leg.  Then he began to
feel the heat from that hand.

The Prince had taken the lead, Jon a few lengths behind with Alexander.

Alexander felt that large hand begin to move slowly up his thigh, under his
shirt which was now outside his pants, and press against his abdomen.  He
let out a soft gasp at the sensation.  He had never been touched there by
anyone since he was a young boy.  He also felt movement in his crouch as
his cock began to stiffen.

Jon heard the "gasp" and when Alexander did not protest he knew his message
had been heard.  He then started moving his hand higher on Alexander's
chest.

Alexander felt the hand begin to move again and this time let out a louder
gasp as that hand brushed both his nipples, the right thumb on the right
nipple and middle finger in the left nipple.

Jon became more excited when his thumb and index finger discovered two
erect, hard nipples under Alexander's shirt.  Each time he stroked the
nipples Alexander shuddered but offered no resistance or protest.  It was
time for the next move.

Jon slowly moved his hand from the nipples down over Alexander's abdomen
and slid it under the top of those baggy pants.  Suddenly his fingers
contacted a very long (about 8 inches), very stiff, very hot, precum soaked
cock.  Just as Jon's hand made contact with the hot pole, Alexander jumped
as if he had been stuck with a pin.  But still, he offered no resistance or
protest.  "This is progressing very well," Jon thought.

Jon wrapped his fingers around Alexander's cock and with his thumb slowly
spread the precum around and around and around the engorged crown.  Jon
released the horse's reins (confident it would follow the horse in front)
and moved his left hand up under Alex's shirt and began stroking his
nipples.

Alex could not believe what was happening.  Here he sat on a horse, his
first time, and a man was touching him as no one had ever done, taking him
up a physical and emotional path he had not traveled before.  He was
breathing erratically, his heart was pounding, his balls were churning in
their sack and his cock was ready to explode.  He also could feel a hot,
hard, blunt object pressing against his ass crack and he was confused,
terrified and excited at the same time.  What was happening to him?  What
will happen to him?

Jon began stroking the full length of Alexander's cock which produced soft
moans.  As Jon's hand reached the top of Alexander's cock he slid his thumb
across the engorged crown. Alexander could no longer hold back.  With a
sudden, involuntary jerk and a loud "Unnngggghhh" he began to shoot.  Jon
placed his thumb close to Alexander's slit without actually touching it so
that as the cum hit his thumb it was directed down into the palm of his
hand.

Prince Andrew turned around on his horse and said, "Jon, did you say
something?"

"No, My Lord.  I am just giving this young thief some instructions."

"Very well, then.  We must move faster, I want to arrive at our lodging by
mid afternoon."

"Yes, My Lord.  Our destination is just around the next hill."

Andrew turned back around and urged his horse to move a little faster.

Jon had managed to catch most of Alexander's cum.  He now withdrew his hand
from Alexander's pants, place it to his mouth, and let the cum drain across
his tongue, into his mouth and down his throat.  It was the sweetest cum he
had ever tasted and he let out a, "Mmmmm."

When finished draining the liquid from his palm, he placed his hand close
to Alexander's mouth and said, "Lick it lean!"

Alexander was still stunned by the events: being masturbated by this large
man, cuming so uncontrollably, and seeing Jon drink his cum.  He stuck out
his tongue and took one lick.  Another first; he had never tasted cum, his
own or anyone else's.  At first he found it sticky and strange tasting.
After a few more licks he decided he liked it.  It was salty but sweet so
he proceeded to clean all his sperm from Jon's hand.

"Seems as though you like that," Jon said.  "You learn fast.  After we get
to the castle my master will question you about your theft.  You must
answer him quickly and truthfully for he has been trained well in the ways
of interrogating prisoners; he is a master.  If you do not answer, it will
not be pretty."

"Do not be frightened, however.  When my master is finished I shall request
he place you in my custody for training.  What you just experienced is only
the beginning of wonderful things I will teach you."

"Yes, Sire!" Alexander replied.  His mind was racing with uncertainty about
what would happen next.  He was beginning to feel comfortable with the man
who had just swallowed his sperm. Alexander was safe in his arms.

Shortly, they arrived at the castle.  Prince Andrew told Jon to take the
prisoner to a private chamber adjacent to the Master Quarters where Jon
would find all the necessary equipment needed to conduct the interrogation
and prepare the prisoner for questioning.  Prince Andrew then went off to
issue instructions to the staff and see that the castle was made ready for
his stay.

Jon took Alexander to the private interrogation chamber as instructed and
had Alexander remove his clothes.  There were two rings in the ceiling
about four feet apart with rope passed through each.  Jon tied a rope
around each wrist then pulled the ropes tight so that Alexander's arms were
up over his head, his hands about three and one half feet apart, and the
balls of his feet were still on the floor with his heels just a fraction of
an inch above the floor.  He secured the ropes to a hook on the wall.  Jon
knew Alexander would be somewhat uncomfortable in this position but could
stay that way for a long time without much stress.  After all, he had other
plans for Alexander and did not want damaged goods.  Jon then covered
Alexander's eyes with a blind fold.

When finished, Jon stood back and surveyed his subject.  He was struck by
the boy's masculine beauty.  He circled his prisoner admiring his features,
then without hesitating, placed his right hand behind Alexander's head,
drew it toward his lips and kissed him.

Alex was again taken by surprise.  He felt a hand slide behind his head
followed by Jon's lips touching his.  His first reaction was to resist but
Jon forced his lips open and his tongue invaded Alexander's mouth, almost
like oral rape.

"Oohh, yes!!!  Yes!!!" Alexander thought.  "This is wonderful.  I like
this, I want this!" and he returned the kiss by shoving his tongue into
Jon's mouth. Alexander could not stop the sudden erection that sprung up
and poked Jon's upper thigh.

"What's this?"  Jon exclaimed as he reached down and wrapped his fingers
around Alex's stiffening flesh.  He looked at the boner and surmised he had
slighted Alex earlier because now that he could see, there is at least
eight and one half inches of pleasure awaiting him.  And Jon was anxious to
start.

"Answer My Lord's questions quickly so we may be together sooner."

"I will, Sire."

With that, Jon left the chamber through the door to the hall.  The only
other door was the entrance from the Master Quarters and it was closed and
locked from the other side.


Prince_and_Peasant Part 2

Andrew finished inspecting the palace and instructing the staff, then
headed to the Master Quarters.  Since he was the highest royal highness
present, he decided to use what would normally be the King's suite.  He
washed the road grime off his face and hands, walked to the door to the
interrogation chamber, unlocked it and entered.  He closed the door behind
him, turned around, looked at the prisoner and FROZE.

Andrew could not believe what he saw.  There before him was himself.  He
regularly saw himself naked in a mirror and what he saw now was just like
looking in a mirror.  The most prominent feature was the familiar soft,
limber six inch cock that protruded out from the pelvis then draped down
over a beautiful set of balls.  He slowly walked toward the young man and
circled him twice.  The youth had the same feet, legs, cock, torso, chest,
arms, and face.  The blind fold was small and clearly revealed Alexander's
facial features.  Andrew had never had a good look at his own ass before
and found it to be quite appetizing

With his index finger Andrew reached out and touched the top of Alexander's
spine.  He immediately felt a strong tingle surge through his finger and it
traveled throughout his body.  The tingle continued as he let his finger
travel down Alexander's spine to his ass crack. He opened his hand and
caressed Alexander's ass, first the right then the left cheek.  As he
caressed the under side of each cheek the sensation was total excitement.

Andrew moved around to the front and admired the large piece of meat
hanging over two medium sized testicles. Alexander's cock was already
developing into a softon due to Andrew's caresses.  Andrew knew that cock
well.  It was exactly like his.

BUT WHY?

He reached out and held the cock; the weight, the length, the feel was
familiar.  The cock got harder and longer as he held it. He reached down
and fondled Alexander's testicles, then he saw "IT".  There, on the scrotum
over the left testicle was a starburst pattern, a birth mark.  Andrew had
seen that only one other place - ON HIS OWN LEFT TESTICLE.

"What is your name?"

"A.. A.. Alexander, My Lord, Alexander Potter."

"How old are you?"

"I just had my seventeenth birthday three weeks ago, My Lord."  Andrew was
mildly stunned; could they have the same birthday?

"Who is your father?"

"I..  I.... do not know, My Lord."

"What do you mean you don't know?  Why don't you know?"

"Oh, My Lord, he died when I was born.  Only my mother Sarah lives."

"Where does she live?"

"She lives in a hut at the edge of the forest, just over the hill from
where you found me.  I am her only family and she depends on me to provide
for her."

"I don't believe you!"  Andrew said and he squeezed Alexander's testicles
which he still held in his hand.

"AAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Alexander screamed.  Andrew knew that Jon was still in the
hallway outside the door and surely heard the scream.

"Please, My Lord!!!  I tell the truth.  AAAHHHHHHH!!!!  (he screamed as
Andrew squeezed again).  Please, I beg of you.  If you do not believe me,
ask my mother."

"Yes!  I'll do exactly that."  Andrew said as he released Alexander's balls
and walked to the door.

Jon sprang to his feet from the bench he was sitting on.  "Yes, My Lord,
What is your desire?"

Andrew instructed Jon to go back to the area where they captured Alexander,
find his mother and bring her to the castle for questioning.  Jon left with
great speed to comply with the Prince's orders.

Andrew returned to the room, locked the hall door and focused his attention
on Alexander.  He had to find out everything he could about this youth who
appeared to be his double.  Hopefully the boy's mother had some answers.

Upon reentering the room, Andrew decided here was the opportunity he had
hoped for, to intimately explore another male's body .  He placed both
hands on Alex's chest to absorb the feel of his flesh.  Both nipples were
hard and he caressed each one.  He bent over, placed his lips over the left
nipple than began to suck on it.

Alexander made a hissing sound as he filled his lungs with air.  The taste
of Alexander's flesh was exquisite and Andrew was excited by the male aroma
of his skin.  After a few moments Andrew moved to the right nipple and
sucked it into his mouth.  Each time he raked his tongue across a nipple,
Alexander moaned and squirmed.

Andrew was getting more turned on by touching this man than he had ever
been with any woman.  He had to release his own cock which by now was about
to burst in his pants.  He quickly removed his clothing and in a few
seconds stood just as naked as Alexander.

His hands could not stop touching every square inch of Alexander's body. He
still felt like he was touching his own body and his hands continued to
tingle at the touch.  He caressed and kissed everywhere he touched.

Andrew went around behind Alexander, wrapped his arms around his chest,
slid his steel pole between Alexander's legs so that the head was pressing
against the back side of Alexander's ball sack.  His hands roamed over
Alexander's chest, abdomen, and crotch.  When his hands reached Alexander's
cock he began to stroke it slowly.  It felt just like he was pulling on his
own cock.

Andrew could feel the pressure building in his balls and also sensed that
Alexander was approaching an orgasm.  Desiring to prolong this enjoyment a
while longer, he stopped stroking, pulled his cock from between Alexander's
legs and moved around in front.

He stood directly in front of Alexander, placed his left hand under
Alexander's cock and pulled back the remaining foreskin.  Then he did the
same to his own cock.  With both shafts at full attention, Andrew leaned
forward so his purple cock head could touch Alexander's.

At the moment the two heads made contact a bolt of lightning coursed
through both cocks and into their bodies; a mystic power seemed to force
both bodies together.  Andrew instinctively wrapped his arms around Alex as
each cock slid to the right of the other and was captured in the hot,
sensitive area between their legs.  Their left testicles were touching just
at the spot where the star burst was.

Their bodies began to tremble in unison and it was as though they had
become one being.

Then both men's testicles released their sperm and their cocks erupted with
the most intense orgasm and explosion of cum either had ever experienced.
Cum ran down each others legs and puddled on the floor.

Both young men could hardly breathe, their hearts were pounding in time
with each other and each body was still vibrating and generating intense
heat.

After several minutes Andrew regained control of his senses and pulled away
from Alexander.  He did not understand why, but something made him removed
the blind fold, go to the wall and released the ropes then untie them from
Alexander's wrists.  He wrapped Alexander in his arms in an affectionate
embrace. Alexander wrapped his arms around Andrew and returned the
affection.  They stood like that for more than twenty minutes without
speaking, feeling each others bodies; neither wanted to release the other.
They had each experienced something neither understood but both wanted to
continue.

Finally, Andrew let go and held Alexander at arms length.

"Jon has gone to fetch your mother and will return soon.  We must restore
you to the condition Jon saw you last.  When your mother arrives I will
question her in the hall and Jon will be here with you.  If Jon administers
any kind of punishment he will be doing it at my direction.  You must
scream loudly as though you are in great pain.  I will explain all of this
later, please trust me"

"Yes, My Lord."  And Andrew thought to himself, "If what I hope is true,
later we'll change that to, Yes, My Love."

They embraced once again then Andrew tied the ropes to Alexander's wrists,
pulled the ropes tight and secured them to the wall.  Andrew then got
dressed, ignoring the cum which was dripping down his legs.

Andrew was no sooner dressed when there was a knock at the door and Jon
announced he had brought the boy's mother as instructed.

Andrew opened the door, whispered a few words to Jon, He made sure
Alexander's mother could see her son's helpless, nude body suspended from
the ceiling, a classic position of torture.

"Sit on the bench if you must, madam!"  Andrew's voice was especially terse
because he wanted to establish an atmosphere of serious tension in order to
command the upper hand.

"Your son was caught this afternoon stealing game from the King's forest. I
do not know if he is an habitual thief for it does not matter. Punishment
must be administered and his life may depend on your answers. Do you
understand?"

"Y.. Y.. Yes, My Lord."  she said meekly with a voice that shook with fear
and age.

"Good!  Your son says he does not know his father.  Is that true?"

Yes, My Lord.  His father died when he was born."

"Who was his father?"

The woman hesitated and looked at the Prince with pain in her eyes.

"Who was his father?" Andrew repeated the question with more anger in his
voice.

Again the woman hesitated.

Andrew raised his arm.

Jon took a heavy leather strap, swung it hard against Alexander's buns with
a loud "SMACK" and Alex let out a horrible scream just as Andrew had
instructed.

Again Jon swung; another scream.

"OOOH, My Lord, please stop!!!  Please stop!!!  I will tell you!!!"

The woman began talking very quietly and Andrew had to move his head close
to hers in order to hear.  The two sat there for over half an hour, Andrew
listening quietly and occasionally shaking his head.

While the two were talking, Jon could not avoid noticing Alexander's
beautiful body.  With one hand he began exploring the smooth skin of his
prisoner.  When his hand slid between Alexander's legs it became covered
with something wet and sticky.  He scooped some of it up, brought it to his
nose, sniffed, and observed, "Cum."  He licked it from his hand and
recognized it as Alexander's cum.  But, how did it get between his legs? He
placed his hand between Alexander's legs again, scooped up more cum and
licked it from his hand.

Finally Andrew stood up.

"Jon, take this good woman to the housekeeper and tell her to prepare food
and a room.  The lady will be spending some time here in the castle.  I am
going to keep the prisoner here for the night and will see you tomorrow."
Andrew was sure he saw a look of extreme disappointment on Jon's face.  But
why?

"Yes, My Lord, in the morning."


Prince_and_Peasant Part 3

Jon departed with Alexander's mother as instructed.

Andrew returned to the interrogation room, closed and bolted the door,
released Alexander from his bindings and they embraced once more.  Andrew
then led Alexander into the Master Quarters. First he opened the main door
to the Master Quarters and instructed the guard he was not to be disturbed.
He then closed and bolted the door.  He turned back to the chamber where a
very large tub of hot water was waiting, and removed his clothes again.
Andrew climbed into the tub, turned around and invited Alexander in.
Alexander had never seen such a thing.  He had never bathed in warm water,
only in the cold stream and never in a tub.

Andrew proceeded to bathe Alexander with great affection and tenderness. By
now Alexander was completely confused.  But, Andrew had promised to explain
so he would be patient and hold his questions.  They continued to play in
the bath, touching, giggling and laughing like a couple of young boys.
Alex thought for a moment he saw tears in Andrew's eyes but dismissed it as
being bath water.

When they stepped out of the bath Andrew took a towel and dried Alexander
completely, laughing all the time.  It was such a sensual experience that
Alexander began to get another hardon.  Andrew laughed at that, wrapped his
hand around the pole, caressed it a couple of times and handed the towel to
Alexander and suggested he return the favor.  They continued laughing and
when Alexander finished both young men stood facing each other with raging
hardons.

Andrew took Alexander by the hand and led him to the large bed, pulled back
the covers, jumped in and motioned for Alex to join him. Alexander climbed
into the bed carefully because he was accustomed to a bed of straw and had
never seen one this large or this soft.

Andrew grabbed Alexander and pulled him close.  They began kissing and
fondling each other, their hot pricks rubbing side by side.  Andrew then
rolled Alexander onto his back and climbed on top, his legs between
Alexander's.  They laid in that position kissing for a while.  Not really
knowing what he was doing, Andrew reached down and pulled Alexander's knees
up around his waist.  Next, he placed his arms behind Alexander's knees and
raised his legs further toward his head causing Alexander's pelvis to
rotate upward.  At this point Andrew's cock slid down past Alexander's
balls and came to rest against his hole. Alexander jumped with a start.

Andrew paused, looked into Alexander's eyes and they both grinned.  Andrew
moved forwarded and kissed Alexander deeply.  This motion caused Andrew's
cock to apply pressure against Alexander's anal opening.  The precum soaked
cockhead popped through the outer ring and into Alexander's rectum. He
grunted, his mouth dropped open and Andrew's stiff tongue penetrated almost
to Alexander's uvula. Alexander interpreted that as Andrew's way of asking
if it was all right to enter his body.  He answered by sliding his hard
tongue just as deep into Andrew's mouth.

Suddenly, Alexander's sphincter relaxed and Andrew's precum soaked cock
slid easily and smoothly into Alexander's rectum.  Andrew felt as though he
was being sucked into Alexander's depths because his penis entered so
easily and completely.  His insertion did not stop until his balls were
pressing against Alexander's ass cheeks.

Alexander groaned as the invading shaft penetrated his depths.  Amazingly
the penetration did not hurt.  It felt natural.  It felt wonderful.  The
two young men held that position for several moments savoring and getting
accustomed to the sensations.  Andrew began slowly withdrawing his cock and
stopped just with the head still inside Alexander.  Then he started the
long return trip into the deep.  He began a slow, in and out rhythm, each
cycle getting a little faster than the last.  Before long Andrew was in
full motion deep fucking Alexander.

Andrew could feel the pressure building and his balls were churning,
preparing for release.  He could not stop this time.  He knew this was what
he had been seeking for so long. Alexander also was in a higher state of
bliss than he ever thought possible.  He loved the feel of this other man's
cock invading deep inside his body.  It was a perfect fit.  Finally,
Andrew's body became completely rigid and his cock fired a large round of
semen all over the inside of Alexander's bowels and at the same time he
released a guttural "Unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh."  As Alexander felt the hot cum
spreading inside his gut, "Aaaaaaaaahhhhh," escaped from deep inside him.
After several more spasms Andrew collapsed on top of Alexander and they
laid there for several minutes recovering their senses.

Slowly, Andrew was the first to come back to reality and he was aware that
Alexander still had a raging hardon.  It only took him a split second to
know what he had to do next.

Andrew gently released Alexander's legs and lowered them down along side
his own. He raised himself, moved his legs outside Alexander's and brought
Alexander's legs together.  Then he wrapped his arms under Alexander and
rolled both of their bodies over so that Alexander was now on top.  Next,
he raised his knees and wrapped his legs around Alexander's waist, rotating
his hips causing Alexander's cock to drop down and press against his hole.
Just then Alexander regained his senses and said, "What the....," Andrew
placed his heels against Alexander's ass, flexed his knees and drove
Alexander's hot shaft deep into his own rectum.

Both men let go with lingering expressions of pleasure and satisfaction.
The heat and moisture of Andrews rectum and the surprise with which his
cock was driven deep inside, was too much for Alexander.  His cock exploded
sending wads of semen deep into Andrew's bowels.

Their bodies completely spent, they collapsed in each others arms breathing
hard, erratically, and heavily.  Each was aware of their hearts beating in
unison.  After about thirty minutes of neither moving nor talking,
Alexander was the first to stir.

He raised his head, looked at Andrew and said softly and sadly, "I love
you.  But now I must beg you to take your dagger and run me through for I
know this cannot last.  After having climbed to such heights that I never
knew existed, I shall not be able or willing to continue living without
such pleasures.  So, please end my future misery now before it starts.  I
will treasure you in the next life."

Andrew just looked into Alex's eyes and began to smile.  The smile then
turned into a gentle laugh.  Alexander laid there with a most bewildered
and confused look on his face.

"No, my brother.  Your life is not about to end, it is just beginning.
Besides, I would prefer to run you through with my royal shaft than with my
dagger.  I promised I would explain and there seems to be no better time
than now."

Andrew leaned over, kissed Alexander gently on the lips, caressed his cheek
with his hand and began to talk.

"Just over seventeen years ago the Queen of this land gave birth to a baby
boy here in this castle.  The King loved his wife very deeply and was happy
to have another son to carry on the royal line.  The first son had been
borne a year and a half before and was first in line to the throne.  But
the King was happy to have another son as insurance.  He entered the
birthing chamber, held his new son, kissed his wife, thanked her for her
sacrifice and expressed his deep love for her."

"But the Queen was not finished.  To everyone's surprise she went into
labor again.  There was another child to be born but this time things did
not go well.  Complications arose and after a second boy was delivered the
Queen was extremely weak and fell into a deep sleep.  Within a two days the
Queen died.  The King was so distraught at the loss he concluded that the
second baby had a curse on it and it should be put to death.  He instructed
one of the midwives to take the child into the forest and leave it to die."

"One midwife took the child into the forest as instructed, placed it on a
large bolder and started to walk away.  She could not!  Her heart broke
when she tried to leave the child.  So, crying as she picked up the baby,
she took it to her home, hid it and decided to raise it as her own.  She
had lost her husband several months before in a battle field skirmish and
no one would question her having a child.  The King, in his dismay, never
followed up to confirm the second boy child was dead.  He quickly left this
castle, never to return."

"The midwife who saved the boy was named Sarah Potter and you, Alexander,
are my twin brother!"

Alexander was stunned.  He was speechless!  His mind was suddenly blank, in
shock.

The two men/boys lay there looking at each other.  Then Andrew put his arm
around Alexander, pulled them together and hugged him.  Both youths began
to cry.  And cry they did.  Cry and kiss.  Kiss and cry.

When they could cry no more Andrew led Alexander back to the now cold bath
and they washed each other again in a somewhat ritualistic cleansing of the
past.  After drying each other off, Andrew led Alexander to one wall
covered by curtains.  He lit several candles on either side of the curtains
to create as much light as possible since the sun had long sense
disappeared for the night.  When everything was set, Andrew opened the
curtains to reveal a full length mirror.  They stood there looking at their
reflections and marveled at their identical features.  Now that Alexander
was clean and different clothing was not creating a different look, their
identical appearance was obvious.

"There is one more feature that seals our identity."  Andrew reached down,
gently cradled Alexander's balls in his hand, the cock draped between them,
and said, "Now, look at my balls and compare!" Alexander took Andrew's
balls in his hand and looked at them.

"Notice the starburst pattern over our left testicles?  That is unique to
you and me.  No one else has those.  We are of the same seed.  We belong
together.  And if I have any authority we will never be separated again. We
must overcome many obstacles but we will take them one at a time."

They embraced again, went back to bed and fell asleep in each others arms.
It was the most restful night's sleep either had ever experienced.


Prince_and_Peasant Part 4

The next morning Andrew opened his eyes to see Alexander looking at him and
grinning from ear to ear.  His joy and excitement radiated from his face.

Andrew smiled and said, "What are you grinning about?"

"Oh, nothing.  Except that I love you," replied Alexander.  "And there is
something I think I should tell you."

"All right, I am listening."

"How well do you know your guard, Jon?" Alexander asked.

"Well, I have known him since I was a little boy and his father was Captain
of the Palace Guard.  He was one of my instructors in self defense and
combat.  Jon is big and strong and mean and no one wants to mess with him.
I don't know much about his personal life."

"I thought you might be interested to know that yesterday, while he was
held me in front of him on his horse he reached into my pants, and stroked
my cock until I came in his hand.  He then swallowed my sperm from his hand
and made me lick his hand clean."

"Most interesting!!!"  replied Andrew.  "Please continue."

"After that, he instructed me that if I answered your questions quickly I
could be released to his custody sooner.  Jon then promised that what I had
just experienced was just the beginning of things he would teach me.  He
may be big and strong and mean but I think he likes men and can also be
gentle; he made me feel secure.  What do you think, are you interested?"

Andrew paused for a few moments then said, "Yes, I am interested.  And, I
think I have a plan."  Andrew proceeded to explain his plan.

They jumped out of bed and got dressed. Alexander put on some of Andrew's
clothes and it was obvious that everyone would suspect he was Prince
Andrew.

Andrew unbolted the door and sent one of the guards to order something to
eat; both young men were starving after a night of lovemaking.

After breakfast Andrew introduced Alexander to the secret passageways of
the castle.  They found Jon's room and when they looked in he was not
there.  Andrew then showed Alexander how to activate the secret door to
Jon's room; that would come in handy later.

The two returned to the Master Quarters where Andrew instructed one of the
guards to find Jon and inform him that he could pick up his prisoner where
he left him the night before.  Andrew then went into the interrogation
chamber, removed his cloths and put on Alexander's old rags. Alexander than
helped smear dirt and grime all over Andrew's face and in his hair to make
him appear more as Jon remembered Alexander. Andrew's hands were tied
together to make him seem more like a prisoner.

They had no idea if their plan would work but both were excited to find
out.  And, Andrew could learn if his recent interest in Jon was well
founded.

Alexander retreated to the Master Quarters and proceeded to use the secret
passageway to Jon's room.  Andrew unbolted the door and waited for Jon's
arrival.

He didn't have to wait long.  Soon he heard Jon's heavy boots approaching
down the hall, the door burst open and Jon barged in.

Jon saw his prize curled up in the far corner with his hands tied.  "At
least the Prince had the presence of mind to tie him up when he finished. I
just hope he hasn't suffered too much damage."  Jon thought.

Jon crossed the room, pulled his prisoner to his feet and said, "Now, Alex
we will begin your education."  He lead his prey out of the interrogation
chamber.  When they arrived at his room Jon lifted Andrew off the floor and
hung him by his bound hands from a hook on the wall.  In his excitement Jon
forgot to secure the door so he went back and threw the bolt then turned
his focus to his prisoner who he thought was Alexander.

Jon stood still, admiring his prize.  Then he began removing Andrew's
clothes.  When he realized the way Andrew was hanging on the wall prevented
him from removing the shirt normally he ripped it off the boy's body.  He
would get him some better clothes later.  Deciding he no longer needed to
be careful with the cloths, he ripped Andrew's pants off too.  What a rush
it gave him.  A prisoner he could do what ever he wanted to with.

Andrew was surprised and excited at the display of Jon's violence; it
turned him on.  His cock was almost completely hard and he felt a yearning
sensation in his groin.  Anticipation of the unexpected was most
exhilarating.

Jon walked over to Andrew and began kissing his body.  He kissed him on the
mouth first letting his stiff tongue invade his oral cavity.  Then he
proceeded down Andrew's body, sucking each nipple.  Each time Jon raked his
rough tongue across Andrew's nipple Andrew groaned and twitched
uncontrollably.  This type of reaction only intensified Jon's anticipation
and enjoyment.

After kissing his way down Andrew's abdomen and feasting on his navel
(which drove Andrew wild) Jon reached the area he most desired.  More than
anything else, Jon loved to suck cock, the longer the better.  Andrew's
cock was a good eight and one half hard inches and Jon could hardly wait.

He used his tongue to lift Andrew's cock so that he could measure its
weight.  And a very satisfactory weight it was.

Jon began kissing the cock and licking it from the engorged glans to its
base.  He made sure it had a good coating of saliva for what was to come
soon.  Next, he lifted Andrew's right testicle with his tongue to measure
its weight - a nice load awaited his suction.  He then took the testicle
completely into his mouth and caressed it with his tongue.

Andrew was squirming with delight.  He never imagined anything could give
so much pleasure.  He knew Alexander was watching and that they would have
to try this.

Jon released the right testicle and was just about to load the left one
into his anxious mouth when he noticed the starburst pattern on the scrotal
covering.  He paused, as though trying to remember something but nothing
came forward.  In went the testicle and the pleasure continued.

Finally he was ready.  He gave the cock another coat of saliva then wrapped
his lips around Andrew's cock head.  The hot wetness that encircled his
sensitive cockhead was almost more than Andrew could deal with and he tried
to stifle a wild screamed of instant pleasure that rose within him.  A loud
whimper was all that escaped his lips.

Jon relished the feeling as Andrew's cock slide over his tongue and rested
against the back of his mouth. He began swallowing and slowly devoured the
complete piece of man/boy meat until his nose was pushing into Andrew's
pubic hair and drinking in the aroma of male scent.

Jon was in paradise and Andrew was there with him.  With Andrew's cock deep
in his throat, Jon began to swallow rhythmically.  Andrew squirmed
uncontrollably and squeals of pleasure escaped his open mouth.  At the same
time, Jon's right hand fondled Andrew's nut sack and his middle finger
softly stroked the perineum, the soft skin between Andrew's scrotum and his
hole.

Jon let his finger wander up to the opening to Andrew's love canal.  Andrew
was so focused on what was happening to his cock he hardly felt Jon's
finger slide into his ass.  Soon Jon was stroking Andrew's prostate, a
gland Andrew knew nothing about.

Ultimate pleasure was only seconds away.  Jon saw Andrew's balls begin to
draw close to his body and knew orgasm was eminent. He slid back so
Andrew's cock head was in his mouth.  After a few strokes of Jon's tongue
around Andrew's corona, Andrew let go with a deep guttural roar and
released a load of cum that completely filled Jon's mouth.  Having caught
the first salvo in his mouth where the taste and aroma saturated his
nostrils, Jon quickly pushed forward and took Andrew's cock deeper in his
throat than ever before.  Andrew's cock continued to pump shot after shot
of hot cum directly into Jon's stomach.

Finally the passion subsided.  Andrew's cock began to soften and Jon
released it from his mouth. Andrew's head hung down on his chest, he was
exhausted.  Jon stood up, kissed Andrew and injected Andrew's own cum into
his mouth.  Their tongues mixed the cum around with the saliva, then they
both swallowed.  That was the first time Andrew had tasted his own cum.

Jon lifted Andrew from the hook on the wall and lowered him to the floor
whereupon Andrew collapsed to his knees.  Jon removed the bindings from
Andrew's wrists and Andrew wrapped his arms around Jon's legs.

From his kneeling position Andrew looked up at Jon with an expression of
love in his eyes.  He could not ignore the huge bulge at Jon's crotch.  He
had to have it.  He reached up and began unfastening Jon's pants; Jon did
not move to stop him.

Jon's pants came down quickly and Andrew found himself staring at the
largest cock he ever saw.  He never imagined one could be that big.  It was
only slightly thicker than his own (which was more slender than thick) but
was at least eleven inches long.

Andrew took Jon's erect cock in his hands and began to stroke it.  Precum
was beginning to leak profusely so Andrew stuck out his tongue and licked
the precum from the end of Jon's prick.  It tasted different from his and
he liked it.  Without hesitation he opened his mouth, engulfed the head of
Jon's cock and began running his tongue around the corona.

Jon shuddered, threw back his head and sighed, "Yes...! Yes...! Yes...!!!"

Slowly Andrew took more of Jon's cock in his mouth until it reached the
back near the opening of his throat.  The gag reflex took over and he had
to withdraw.

Jon looked down at his student and said, "Easy!  It's your first time.
Don't be in such a hurry; you'll get it.  When my cock reaches the back of
your mouth start swallowing.  Just take it easy, it will happen."

Andrew took his advice and slowly slid his mouth forward on Jon's cock
until again the head reached the back.  This time he concentrated on
suppressing the gag reflex while at the same time began to swallow.  Much
to his surprise Jon's cock head easily slid into his throat without
gagging.

Slowly Andrew took more and more of Jon's cock until all of it was gone
from view and Jon's pubic hair was tickling his nose.  Because Jon's cock
was not so thick, Andrew discovered he was still able to breathe.  Being a
good student, Andrew began swallowing slowly.  One.  Then another.  Then
another.  Eventually he developed a rhythm.  Next, he began fondling Jon's
huge balls and stroking the perineum, just as Jon had taught him.  His
middle finger found Jon's tight anal opening and began to stroke and probe.
Jon relaxed his sphincter and allowed the probe to enter.  Andrew felt
around until he found what he thought was the spot Jon had fondled inside
him.  He began to massage the spot gently, slowly, and carefully.

Suddenly Jon stiffened and began to shudder then let out a muffled scream
as his first shot of sperm gushed from his cock.  Andrew pulled back and
caught the first issue in his mouth then went down again so he could
swallow the follow-on shots of cum.

Jon's legs gave out and he collapsed to his knees, ripping his softening
cock from Andrew's warm, moist mouth.  Although Jon was somewhat taller
than Andrew they were nearly face to face.  Jon tilted his head down and
kissed Andrew who shared his mouthful of cum with his teacher.

Jon held Andrew close until he regained his breath, balance and strength.
Then he stood up, picked Andrew up from the floor and set him on the bed.

"Alex, I was right!  You do learn fast.  That was the most exciting suck my
cock has ever experienced.  You are now mine and your life is safe with me.
I will teach you much more very soon.  Now I must go take care of some
business but I shall return in less than an hour.  Then we will continue
your lessons."

"Yes, Sire," Andrew replied.

Jon unbolted the door and left without tying Andrew up, a clear indication
Jon was confident "Alex" would not leave.


Prince_and_Peasant Part 5

Alexander waited about five minutes after Jon left, just to make sure he
wasn't coming back to get something he forgot, then burst into the room
through the secret door; he was naked.  Andrew was stretched out on the bed
enjoying the rest, trying to recover his energy.

"Andrew! Andrew! Andrew!  That was unbelievable. I got so hot as I watched
I took my cloths off.  When Jon closed his mouth around the head of your
cock, I felt it.  When he swallowed your pole, I felt it just like mine was
being swallowed.  When you came, I came too, all over the wall, and I
hadn't even touched my cock.  I felt it also when you swallowed his
monster.  I don't know how you did it.  When he came, I tasted it just like
it was in my mouth.  Is this what it is like to be a twin?"

"Alexander, slow down.  I'm still trying to catch my breath.  And, where
are your clothes?"

"I told you I got too hot and took them off."

"Well, that's all right.  I will leave you here and will need your clothes.
I think it is time we tested Jon and brought him into our activities
willingly.  I have some ideas about Jon that I want to test.  We can do
that next.  Here is what we shall do."

Andrew then explained his plan, kissed his brother and left through the
secret passage and returned to the Master Quarters where he attempted to
remove the dirt disguise he had applied, fixed his hair put on more regal
looking clothing.  Then, he took the secret passage back to Jon's room to
watch for the right moment.

He did not have to wait long.

Alexander had found some clothes in a trunk and put them on.  When Jon
returned he had Alex stand up and proceeded to remove every stitch of those
clothes. Alexander then removed Jon's clothes.

Jon laid Alexander down on the bed and, got between his legs and raised his
knees.  Alexander was mentally preparing himself to be penetrated by Jon's
monster when to his surprise Jon lowered his head and began licking Alex's
nipples.  Jon worked his way down to Alex's cock and began coating the full
length with his saliva.

Jon's mouth then found Alexander's nuts and was about to devour the left
one when he paused again to ponder the starburst pattern on the scrotal
covering.  Again he could not recall what was so significant about that.

Andrew, watching in secret, noticed Jon's hesitation and recorded it for
future use.

Jon continued licking Alexander's balls and moved further down to his
rosebud.  The action of Jon's tongue on his ass hole sent Alexander
reeling.  He had never felt such pleasure and just about popped a load.

Jon stopped working Alexander's ass, lowered his knees, and went down on
the pole that was swaying in front of his face.  After ensuring that
Alexander's cock was thoroughly wet with saliva Jon moved forward,
positioned his ass over that pole and slowly impaled himself on it.

"Aaahhhhhhh," came the sound of pleasure from Jon's throat as a smile of
satisfaction broke across his face.  Slowly he began to ride up and down
Alexander's manhood while emitting sounds of pleasure.

Andrew watched all this and was intensely turned by it all.  He noticed Jon
adjust his position and begin to ride in earnest.  He knew Jon now had
Alexander's cock pressing on the same pleasure spot Jon earlier pressed in
Andrew's ass.

Alexander was enjoying this ride.  Every motion was a pleasure.  But he
could not ignore Jon's huge cock which was swaying back and forth in front
of his eyes.  There it was, begging to be sucked.  Jon had tasted his and
Andrew's cum, Andrew had tasted Jon's cum, but Alexander had yet to
experience tasting anyone's cum but his own.

Alexander lifted himself up and leaned forward, capturing Jon's pole in his
mouth.  Jon let out a "Uhhh" signaling his pleasure at Alexander's action.
Alexander licked up the precum coating on Jon's cock then slowly moved his
tongue around and around and around the glans, flicking under the corona.
It wasn't long before Jon let out a yell and salvoed a huge wad of cum into
Alexander's mouth.

Alexander was surprised by the sudden arrival and almost choked.  Just as
he managed to swallow it the next load arrived followed by four more.  The
contraction of Jon's ass muscles around Alexander's cock caused the
predictable event and Alexander unloaded his testicles into Jon's bowels.

Jon collapsed on top of Alex and just laid there for at least thirty
minutes.  He could not move.  He could not remember pleasure sensations
ever having been so rewarding.  The immediate future looked bright, indeed.


Prince_and_Peasant Part 6

Andrew had seen enough.  He left for the Master Quarters to ponder his next
action.  It was clear that Jonathan was brutal in combat and dominated
everyone and everything.  However, in matters of sex he obviously had a
need to be dominated.  And that is exactly what Andrew had been trained to
do - dominate.

After about an hour and one half, Andrew headed for Jon's room.  This time
he went by way of the normal halls.  He pounded on the door to Jon's room.

"Jonathan, open up immediately, I have need of you!"

Jon was still lying on top of Alexander enjoying the feel of young, warm
flesh.  The pounding on the door and the sound of his master's voice caused
him to jump off the bed, run to the door and open it.  He forgot that he
was naked and that Alexander was lying naked on the bed.

Andrew stepped into the room and registered a look of surprise at finding
the two men in their all together.

"I don't know what is going on here and I shall ignore it.  I came to
advise you I have reached a judgment about our thief.  The judgment is that
he is to be put to death tomorrow just before sunrise."

Jon was visibly shaken.  He finally found a man to satisfy all his needs
and now his Prince condemns him to death.  Jon fell to his knees, put his
hands together as if praying and began to plead.

"Oh, please, my Prince.  I truly believe the boy will steal no more.  He
has been very receptive to my instructions and will lead an honest life
from now on.  Please, my Lord, I beg of you.  I'll do anything you ask but
please do not ask this.  Anything."

Andrew managed to keep a stern look on his face during these proceedings
and was able to wink at Alexander while Jon's head was bowed.

Andrew looked down at Jon, on his knees with his monster cock swinging limp
between his legs.  He turned around, closed and bolted the door, took his
hardening cock out of his pants and turned back around rapidly, his cock
striking Jon across his face.

He stared into Jon's eyes without saying a word.  Jon looked into Andrew's
eyes, then at the cock swaying in front of his lips, then back into
Andrew's eyes.  Nothing needed to be said. Jon pursed his lips, kissed the
tip of Andrew's cock, then opened his mouth and went down on Andrew until
his nose was pressed against Andrew's pubic bone.

Jon's first thought was, "I've sucked this cock before."  But he knew
better.  Then, again, it was a lot like Alexander's cock.  And the taste
was a lot like his also.  "I will give my Prince a suck he will never
forget," Jon pledged to himself, and proceeded to employ all the talents he
had developed over years of sucking cock.

Andrew waited until his man meat was in the depths of Jon's throat then he
dropped his pants exposing his balls so Jon could see them.  Immediately
Jon saw the starburst pattern.  His eyes almost popped out of their sockets
and he swallowed hard.  Andrew thought for sure the head of his cock would
wind up in Jon's stomach.

Then Jon remembered: "Rumor had it that the Prince has the mark of a
starburst on his left nut. But didn't Alex have one too?"

Andrew stepped back liberating his cock from the death grip Jon's throat
had on it.

"Get on the bed, on your back with your feet in the air," Andrew ordered.

Jon got to his feet, ran to the bed and assumed the position as he was
directed.  Alexander jumped off the bed and stood next to Andrew who by now
had removed all his clothes and was also naked.

"Prepare to be fucked," Andrew said and he climbed onto the bed, pushed
Jon's legs straight into the air.  He positioned his cock at Jon's hole and
pressed.  His cock easily and smoothly slid all the way in, lubricated by
Alexander's earlier cum.

"Get up here and feed him your cock, Alexander!"  shouted Andrew. Whereupon
Alexander joined them on the bed, straddled Jon's chest, and inserted his
glans penis into Jon's mouth which was already open in anticipation of a
great meal.

The two young men began a slow, methodical in and out rhythm that soon had
them all moaning and groaning.  Andrew was holding Jon's legs as he drove
his prick as deep as he could into Jon's rectum.  With his new found
knowledge of the interior of a man's ass his cock found Jon's prostate and
was giving it a real workout.  Because all three had recently unloaded
their balls, they were able to enjoy the group fuck for a long time.

Eventually, nature began to work its pleasure and each approached the
ultimate sexual reward, orgasm.  Jon was the first to sense the impending
eruption because Andrew was doing such an exemplary job of attacking his
pleasure point.  Breathing erratically with Alexander's pole down his
throat, Jon's body tensed and spasmed as he fired a huge wad of hot sperm
high into the air and it landed smack in the middle of Alexander's back.
When Jon came, his anal muscles clamped down on Andrew's cock so hard
Andrew released his load all over Jon' bowels.  When Alexander felt Jon's
hot cum hit him in the back he could no longer control his nuts and he shot
five wads of cum down Jon's throat, directly into his stomach.

They all collapsed in a pile, completely exhausted.  Finally, Andrew spoke.

"Well, Jon, I'm afraid we have played a little trick on you. Meet my twin
brother, Alexander.  You now have two Princes to serve and two Princely
cocks to service you and satisfy your needs for years to come?"

Andrew proceeded to tell the story of how the brothers were separated and
then found each other.  Then, how they reunited and consummated the bond
through the most intimate form of love, anal sex.  Andrew also described
how they plotted to set Jon up for the orgy they just enjoyed and they all
laughed loudly and heartily.  Then Andrew shifted to a more serious tone of
voice.

"Jon, we need your help."

"Yes, my Prince.  Anything!  Everything I have is yours, including my ass."

"We'll get your ass later, but right know we have to figure out what to do
about Alexander.  As far as the kingdom is concerned he does not exist.  We
have to be careful not to divulge that secret.  In the event conditions
become appropriate for him to announce his existence, he knows nothing of
being a Prince, which he is.

"Also, this should be the best Summer any one of has ever had.  We will
make a point of enjoying each others treasures as often as possible while
carefully guarding our secret.  The King is not at all tolerant of our
sexual tastes and desires."

Therefore, here is my plan."






Prince_and_Peasant Part 7


Andrew lays out his plan for the Summer.  They spend rest of that day
discussing elements of his plan and exploring solutions to problems that
might occur.  Andrew and Alexander return to the Master Quarters, share
another bath, and go to sleep in each other's arms again.  Too exhausted
for lovemaking, they just savor the touching and feeling as they drift off
to happy sleep.

Everything is wrapped in a dense fog.  Slowly Andrew is able to see shadows
and is aware that something warm and wet at his groin.  Suddenly his body
jerks, he gasps for air, lets a mournful cry escape from his throat and
opens his eyes just as his cock shoots wad after wad of cum into
Alexander's mouth.

"Ooh! Ooh! Aahhhh....." Andrew cries out, then falls back on the bed,
completely relaxed.  Not a muscle moves.

"God!  What a way to wake up!" Andrew says breathlessly.

Alexander releases Andrew's softening cock, repositions himself so he is
looking into Andrew's eyes and kisses his brother.  As Andrew's mouth opens
to receive the kiss his own cum floods his mouth.  The twins lay in
passionate embrace, kissing and savoring Andrews cum.  Finally, Alexander
speaks.

"I had a great breakfast, how was yours?"

"It was very tasty, but I have an appetite for more."

Andrew could not avoid seeing the long, engorged prick extending from his
brother's crotch so he pushed Alexander down and engulfed the head between
his lips.  Using the technique Jon taught him he took Alexander's cock past
his gullet and deep in his throat.  Then he began the slow, methodical
swallowing that Jon had used on him.  Alexander seemed to immediately go
into shock.  His eyes rolled back in his head and he began to writhe with
uncontrollable pleasure.

Andrew began gently caressing Alexander's balls, then the sensitive area
under his balls.  Alexander jumped in an involuntary reflex when Andrew's
middle finger touched the entrance to his love chute.  Andrew moistened his
finger with a mixture of precum and saliva that was dripping from around
the edge of Alexander's cock and proceeded to stroke the rosebud.  Within a
matter of seconds, Alexander's hole relaxed and invited Andrew's finger
inside.  Andrew began probing and when it found Alexander's prostate the
victim's body made an involuntary thrust, driving his pelvic bone into
Andrew's nose accompanied by a loud, "AAAAHHHHHHHHHH."

With just a few gentle strokes of Alexander's prostate, his ball juice
erupted through the head of his cock and his body thrashed wildly on the
bed.

Andrew was ready for him and just before Alexander lost control, Andrew
pulled his head back so that he held the cock head in his mouth.  Andrew
collected as much of Alexander's cum as possible; a small amount leaked out
and ran down Alexander's cock.  When Alexander was quiet, breathing
heavily, and the cock was soft, Andrew gently laid the cock across
Alexander's thigh and released it from his lips.  He then moved up and
repaid Alexander with a very wet, cum filled kiss.  The two swished the cum
around with their tongues then swallowed it and continued kissing.

"I wish to wake up like that every morning for the rest of my life," said
Alexander.  "But, you must teach me how to take you deep in my throat. And,
how did you know about that spot inside my ass that drove me absolutely
mad?  I must do it to you."

"You can't stop me from teaching you all that because I hope you will
pleasure me the same way," said Andrew.  "I learned that from Jon, and I
suspect he has a lot more to teach us.  We must be careful, Jon is a
commoner and we must always keep him in his place.  I don't anticipate a
problem because he has proven to be a dedicated and loyal servant.  Never
the less, be alert."

"Also," Andrew continued, "I share your desire to awaken each day with a
cock either in my mouth or up my ass.  We were made to do just that and
who's to stop us?  After that great breakfast I must say your cum tastes
just like mine.  I've never tasted my cock but when I suck yours I get the
feeling that I am also sucking mine."

"I get the same feeling," said Alexander.  "I will never get enough of you.
We have a lot of time to make up for and it should be great."

"Yes, but we have things to do and must get to them."  With that Andrew
bounded out of bed and began searching for clothes.

Andrew was the leader of this group.  His training prepared him for that
and he seemed to have a natural ability for analyzing information and
correctly choosing the proper action.  Alexander, on the other hand, seemed
to be more interested in having fun, playing games, wanted to be popular.
This might be the only difference between the twins.  Andrew would be
careful to watch over his brother and ensure his protection because he was
so innocent of worldly dangers.

For the time being Alexander continued to masquerade as Jon's "student."
During the day Jon taught him combat and self defense techniques, just like
he taught Andrew.  At night Andrew taught him about life and manners at
Court, something he must know flawlessly.  The brothers slept together
every night and the trio spent their days in pursuit of knowledge and sex.
They used the secret passageways of the castle to shuttle between Jon's
room and the Master Quarters.

Occasionally, just for the fun of it, the brothers would exchange
activities for the day.  Andrew would go to Jon's room dressed in the
peasant clothing disguise his brother wore.  He would attack Jon and fuck
him mercilessly.  Jon taught him how to fuck and suck cock at the same
time.  Andrew then showed Alexander how to do it and it turned out to be
one of their favorite positions.

Throughout the Summer the brothers frequently had sex with Jon, both
individually and together.  They always told each other about their
individual experiences so that they both knew what to expect.  And, Jon
could never tell which one he was fucking, sucking or being fucked by.

And it really was a wonderful summer.  The brothers bonded so well it was
not possible to tell them apart, possibly because they were inside each
other so often.  They understood each other physically, emotionally,
psychologically, and intellectually.  They spent many hours up on the
castle parapets talking about everything imaginable.  This proved to be a
great investment toward Alexander's knowledge about being a member of the
Royal Family.

One evening late in the Summer the two were enjoying another evening of
private conversation high on top of the Castle walls and watching the sun
set.  They could actually see the ocean from there.

Andrew suddenly paused in mid sentence and cocked his head as if listening
for something.  He stood up and looked over the parapet to the road leading
to the castle.  Faintly at first then louder came the sound of horses
approaching the castle at full gallop.

"Alexander, this does not look like good news.  Come, we must go to the
reception hall."

When Andrew reached the reception hall a messenger from the Court, slightly
out of breath, was having a discussion with Jon.  They turned when he
entered the hall and both sank to one knee and bowed their head.  The
messenger began speaking.

"Your Highness, I am sorry to bring news of great sadness."

"Please rise.  What is it?  Please, do not delay!"  Andrew immediately
recognized the change in the way they had addressed him and the way they
dropped to their knees in homage.  "Something very bad HAS happened," he
thought.

"Your father has great need of you at the Palace and desires you come at
great speed.  Arrangements are made for fresh horses at various stops en
route so we can travel as fast as possible."

"You might as well tell me the bad news for I shall not move one foot until
I know!" Andrew said with authority in his voice.

"Your Highness, forgive me, but five days ago your brother and some friends
were hunting when his horse fell and crushed him against a tree.  I am
sorry to tell you he died instantly.  The King was devastated and is
extremely despondent.  Doctors fear he may not live long and they believe
your presence may break the mood and restore his strength."

Andrew was visibly shaken.  This was startling news.  His brain was racing,
considering all manor of things, good and bad.  He placed his hand on the
messenger's shoulder and thanked him for his effort.

"We shall depart just before sunrise tomorrow morning.  There will be three
of us traveling with you: I, Jon and his young student.  Now, go get
something to eat and get some rest.  We'll see you in the morning."

"Yes, your Majesty."  The messenger just used another term that startled
Andrew.  His father must be worse than he was led to believe.

"Jon, come!  We must talk.  Bring your "student' also."

The three went to the library and closed the door.

"I suspect my father may be dyeing and I must prepare myself mentally for
the worst possible situation.  When we arrive at the Palace, Alexander, you
stay close to Jon.  He will be all the protection you need.  Try to stay
out of sight as much as you can.  When I have been able to survey the
situation and determine the proper course of action, you will be the first
one I contact.  Questions? Comments?"

"Yes, Andrew.  Might I be better off staying here until you are able to
determine how to deal with this situation?"

Andrew looked at his brother, tears filled his eyes and he said, "We were
lost to each other for over seventeen years.  I have no intention of
leaving you now.  No, we will go together and together we will determine
our future.  Now it is time to get some sleep.  Tomorrow morning will
arrive all too soon."

Andrew issued instructions to the staff to prepare for his departure and
then retired with Alexander to the Master Quarters.  They discussed many
topics and then went to bed for one last night of passionate, bonding sex
before starting a new adventure.

The next morning they all departed for the Palace.  Each with different
thoughts and questions about what the next chapter in their lives would
bring.


******************


Prince_and_Peasant Part 8

As the group rode away from the castle, Prince Andrew and Jon were dressed
as they were when this adventure began, in simple, gentry style
clothes. Alexander wore a friar's habit so the hood could help shield his
face from curious observers.

Andrew's mind began to race. What was in store for him. He was not supposed
to ascend to the throne. His brother had been groomed for that
position. Andrew didn't know the things his brother had been taught.

Because Andrew was Number 2 he had not been catered to as his brother
was. People were not afraid to say "NO" on occasion, especially his
father. This gave Andrew the opportunity to develop his own direction. He
was unassuming. He liked people and had a genuine interest in analyzing
what made people tick. He was easy to talk to and everyone liked him. He
also seemed to possess an uncanny ability to analyze a situation and
correctly assess the critical issues. Andrew was intellectually drawn to
reading and writing poems and he was highly interested financial matters.

Andrew's brother, on the other hand, was a hellion. He got into fights at
the drop of a glove, drank too much, caroused with his buddies (who were
really sucking up to him because he would be King one day).

Andrew was confused. He just hoped things would look better when he
returned to the Palace.

Mid afternoon, after riding hard all day and changing horses several times,
the group topped a rise. There in the distance was the country manor of
Lord Brantly, the Duke of Farnsmoore. This is where they would spend the
night.

The Duke was his fathers cousin. He had a son who was two months younger
than Andrew and they had practically grown up together from early
childhood. They had played and fought almost like siblings. They received
battlefield training together and helped each other practice the drills and
develop their skills. Andrew became excited at the thought of seeing Nigel.

When the group arrived in the manor courtyard the Duke was waiting to greet
them. As Andrew walked up the steps the Duke made a very formal bow, one
befitting a King.

"Welcome to Farnsmoore," the Duke said. "We are most honored by your
visit."

"Have you news of my father?" asked Andrew. "What is his condition?"

"A courier arrived this noon to say the King is stable and doing well, Your
Highness."

Everything is exploding in Andrew's mind. The overly formal bow, "Your
Highness." His concern for his father's health increased.

"Perhaps we should continue our journey. We could reach the Palace shortly
after nightfall," Andrew responded.

"The message we received assured us the King is doing well and urged you to
spend the night here. It also cautioned that danger may be waiting along
the highway and night time travel is not recommended. We have prepared a
meal for your party and your chambers are ready."

During this entire conversation Andrew had been glancing beyond the Duke
were Nigel stood with a big grin all over his face. He had not seen his
friend all summer and there was much to discuss.

"Lord Brantley, I have a request."

"Of course, Your Highness."

"I sincerely appreciate your hospitality and am sure the quarters you have
prepared are luxurious. And, Nigel and I have not seen each other all
summer. Perhaps I could spend the night in his chambers as I have done many
times in the past. It will feel like home and I'm sure we will be up most
of the night telling lies, just like always."

This brought a round of laughter from everyone and the Duke replied, "That
sounds like a much better plan, Your Highness. I will make arrangements
immediately."

Andrew then walked over to Nigel and embraced him. To Andrew's surprise,
Nigel's embrace was quite reserved. ("Is this the beginning of the Royal
Treatment?" Andrew thought. "Am I losing my friends?")

The Duke escorted the group into the manor for a hardy meal and good ale
but subdued conversation. The seriousness of the situation caused the
evening to be short and everyone retired early.

Jon took Alexander with him to the room he was assigned. Fortunately, Jon's
position within the Palace Guard earned him a private room rather than a
large common room.

Once they were alone, Jon just stood and stared at Alex.

"What?!" asked Alex. "What's wrong?!"

"I'm confused!" Jon said. "As long as we were still at the castle
everything was clear. I understood what to do, where my place was. Now,...?
I want you, need you like always. But you are my Prince and I am on duty."

Alexander was surprised by Jon's hesitation. "What would Andrew do?" he
thought. Then he knew.

"Yes, I am your Prince. And because you are on duty you place is on that
bed with my cock up your ass." Alexander surprised himself. He didn't know
he could say such things. Perhaps he learned more from his brother then he
realized.

"Yes, my Lord; yes, my Lord; your desire is my wish, my Lord!" In seconds
Jon was completely nude with his huge, hard, hot cock swaying back and
forth. Alex was quicker, however, and beat Jon to the bed. Alex laid down
on his back with his legs wide open.

"Now, get between my legs and suck my cock, just like the first time!"

Jon did exactly as he was instructed with out comment. He crawled between
Alex's legs, stared at the beautiful eight and one half inch boy/man cock
bobbing eagerly before his eyes. His mouth began to salivate. Placing his
hands on Alex's knees for balance, he leaned forward, opened his mouth,
extended his tongue and stroked that beautiful instrument of love. The hard
yet silky texture was so exciting and wonderful, Jon began oozing a steady
stream of pre-cum.

After applying a liberal amount of saliva to the head and shaft of Alex's
cock, Jon opened his mouth and closed it around that large bulbous head.

"Aaaahhh," Alex exclaimed as the pleasure of the act overtook him. He would
never get used to how good it felt to have a hot, wet mouth engulf his love
tool.

Jon began slowly sliding down the shaft. The first half inch past the head,
than back to the head. Then an inch deeper and back to the head. Then an
inch and one half deeper and back to the head. Slowly, lovingly, lustfully,
Jon was making a meal out of Alex's meat.

When Jon's nose was routing in pubic hairs and Alex's cock was buried deep
down Jon's neck, Jon began to swallow.

"That's just wonderful, Jon. Now get up here and lower your ass on this
royal shaft!"

Without saying a word Jon slowly withdrew his throat and mouth from Alex's
pecker being sure to leave it well coated with saliva and pre-cum. He moved
forward, straddled Alex's slender hips and slowly lowered himself to the
waiting phallus. The cockhead struck the center of his opening and popped
through Jon's sphincter with little pressure.

"Ooohhh," Jon sighed. And at that moment his eyes met Alex's and he knew
this was good. This is what he needed. Slowly, with his eyes closed, he
began to work Alex's pole into his ass. Down a half inch and back up. Then
another half inch and back up. He was giving the royal shaft a royal
workout.

Just as he reached bottom and his ass lips closed around the base of Alex's
penis Jon felt a shock go through his body as something hot and wet grabbed
his own cock. His eyes popped open to see Alex going down on his monster
prick.

Alex released Jon's cock and looked up with a broad smile. "This is mine
to! Don't forget it!" Alex instructed.

"Oh, yes; God yes, my master."

Jon continued to ride Alexander's cock, making sure it pressed against his
prostate with each stroke. He was in no hurry. Slow and easy. Savor the
lusty pleasure. As he neared orgasm Jon would slow down or stop until it
subsided. Alex realized what Jon was doing and joined in the game. After
almost forty five minutes of prolonged pleasure the desire the need for
orgasm was overtaking both lovers. Jon began to speed up. Suddenly, almost
without warning, Jon's body shuddered and shook strenuously as his balls
fired a massive load of cum up through his shaft into Alex's
mouth. "Unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh!!!" Jon exclaimed.

Jon's cum reached Alex's taste buds and he was able to swallow two shots
before Jon's anal contractions caused Alex to blast ropes of hot royal seed
deep into Jon's lower torso. "Ohh..., Ohh..., Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!" Alex
screamed as he pulled away from the cock, slamming his body on the bed,
arching his back, driving deeper into Jon and letting Jon's cum shoot
everywhere. Uncontrollable spasm after uncontrollable spasm rocked both
bodies.

Jon slowly bent forward and stretched out on top of Alexander. They both
lay there breathing heavily for several minutes. Eventually, Alexander's
cock softened and slipped out of Jon's ass with a "Slurp."

At least thirty minutes passed before either man moved. They both enjoyed
laying with another man, listening to his heart beat, feeling his chest
rise and fall as he breathed, smelling the aroma of male scent and
sex. Finally, Alex rolled over on his side, his back to Jon's front, and
snuggled up against his lover, Jon's arms around Alex's chest. Sweet sleep
came quickly.

Some time during the night Alex was awakened by Jon's hot rod probing his
ass crack. He wasn't sure if Jon was awake but he didn't care. He moved his
butt to assist the probe find its mark and then backed against it until it
was deep inside him. The long, thick shaft instinctively found Alexander's
prostate and after about five minutes of rhythmic fucking, Alex release his
second load of the night. He heard Jon moan softly about the same time and
felt hot cum coating the inside of his chute. And sleep claimed him again.

Morning would arrive too soon.



Prince_and_Peasant Part 9


Nigel's room was not as large as the chamber the Duke had arranged for him
but it was big as most rooms go. Besides, Andrew had spent many weeks at
Farnsmoore growing up with his second cousin and he felt comfortable here,
almost like a second home.

"Oh, Nigel! It's so good to see you!" said Andrew as they embraced again in
the privacy of Nigel's room. "Tell me about your summer. What have you been
doing?"

"Well,... Ah,... Ah,... My Lord,..." Nigel stuttered, not knowing exactly
how to deal with the prospect that his best friend in the world may soon be
his King. It was a very awkward situation for him. He desperately wanted to
hold his friend and kiss him. He wanted to be close to him like he always
was.

"Oh, Nigle, not you," Andrew said with heavy sadness in his voice. "The
last time I was here what name did you call me?"

"Well,... Ah,... Well,... Ah,... Andy."

"And to you, at least privately, I shall always be 'Andy.' I need you more
now than ever. You may be the only person in this kingdom I can talk to
honestly without guarding every word. Please talk to me. What are your
thoughts?"

"Oh, My God! Andy, please forgive me! I didn't know how to deal with
this. Only death could stop me from being your friend."

Nigel stepped forward and this time gave Andrew a real embrace, the kind of
embrace Andrew needed from a friend. The conversation began about what
Nigel had done since they last met and shifted to Andrew's summer at the
castle (without mentioning Alexander). They talked about Andrew's
brother. Nigel explained that the heir to the throne and his comrades had
been drinking heavily just before the accident. "I suspected as much," was
Andrew's reply. Nigel was not able to add much to what had already been
reported about the King's condition but he was just as concerned as Andrew
was.

Finally the conversation got around to a subject Andrew wanted to explore.

"Nigel, I'm serious about our friendship remaining strong. Are you?"

"Andy, how can you doubt it? I'll do anything for you."

"Well, there is one aspect of our friendship I definitely want to
continue."

"What's that? Nigel asked.

"It is something we discovered and became interested when we were eleven."

"My God, Andy! Yes! Yes! I have been praying you would still want to do
that. It is our most secret thing to enjoy."

When the boys were eleven years old they discovered the enjoyment of
playing with their penises. As time passed they explored playing with each
other's penis and got intense pleasure from it. They never went beyond that
stage but thoughts about it were basic to Andrew's questions about himself
as he rode with Jon on the way to his summer vacation at the castle.

Andrew knew he had to take the lead. He rose from his chair, walked to
where Nigel was sitting, took his hand and said, "Then let us go to bed and
soothe our spirits."

Nigel rose from his chair and followed Andrew to the bed. As they stood
beside the bed Andrew began removing Nigel's clothes. With his subject's
cooperation it only took a few seconds until Andrew eyes were feasting on
his friend's naked form. Nigel was about an inch shorter, not a muscular as
Andrew, almost skinny. He had black hair on his head and a nice line of
black hair leading from the center of his chest down to his pubic hair. His
pale white skin made quite a contrast with his black hair. Nigel's cock,
which was already standing at attention, was a good seven inches long. The
large head was protruding far past the foreskin which was now stretched so
tight it hardly existed. The shaft just below the glans was almost as thick
as the head, almost six inches around, and it was tapered so that at its
base it was no more than two inches around. It looked beautiful to Andrew.

"Now, your turn," Andrew said.

Nigel began removing Andrews clothing.  Andrew noticed Nigel's hands
trembling and tried to distract him. "You are really damn good looking, you
know. That is a beautiful cock between your legs. Has anyone else had the
pleasure of seeing and touching you?"

It worked. Nigel's nervousness seemed to pass and his hands stopped
trembling.

"You know don't you?"

"Know what?" Andrew asked.

"This summer I caught the stable boy pulling his pecker in the stable. I
threatened to tell and he begged me not to. He offered to suck my cock if I
wouldn't tell. He seemed so pathetic I couldn't resist. Well, it was the
second most sensational thing that has ever happened to me."

"Second most?"

"Yes. The most sensational was when he let me fuck him. He begged me to do
it. I didn't understand but he said it felt wonderful."

By now all of Andrew's clothes were on the floor. Nigel looked down and saw
Andrew's rock hard eight and one half inch cock bobbing up and
down. "Ohh,... Ooohhh,... You've grown. It's,... it's,... it's so big, so
beautiful!" Without thinking he reached out and grasped his best friend's
penis just like he used to.

"Into bed, my friend." said Andrew. And Nigel climbed into the bed, still
holding on to Andrew's cock, pulling him in behind him.

Nigel seemed mesmerized by Andrew's cock. He looked at it, stroked it
softly, put his face so close to it Andrew could feel Nigel's breath on his
balls.

Nigel looked up at Andrew, "It really is beautiful." (long pause) "May I
kiss it? I've never done that."

"Of course, Nigel, that's one thing I will always want to share with you."

They almost seemed like two young boys sharing the joy of exploring each
others bodies. Like they hadn't really grown up.

Nigel lowered his head close to Andrews cock. He pursed his lips and
hesitatingly placed them against the cockhead. His eyes were open so he
would not miss seeing anything. Once he had his lips in contact, the next
natural step was to open his lips and lick the cock with his tongue.

"It's hard, but it's soft and silky at the same time!" he said as he looked
up at Andrew. Without waiting for a reply he went back to his object of
interest. Noticing a pearl of liquid forming at the slit, he stuck out his
tongue again and cleaned it off. He must have liked it because the next
thing Andrew knew Nigel's lips spread wide and Andrew's cockhead
disappeared into Nigel's mouth.

"Wohh, wow, oh!" exclaimed Andrew.

Nigle immediately pulled away from the cock and asked, "Did I hurt you?"

"No! Not at all. It just felt so good I couldn't express myself properly."

"Good!" And with that comment Nigel went back to work. After about five
minutes of gobbling Andrews meat, Nigel sat up and looked at Andrew.

"Andrew, friend,..."

"Yes?"

"I want you to fuck me," Nigel said quite seriously.

"Are you sure? And, why?"

"Yes, I'm sure! And Why? Well I didn't fuck the stable boy just once, I did
it many times. I have been thinking about this for several weeks. He seemed
to like getting fucked so much I think it must feel good and I might like
it to."

Andrew could hardly believe his hearing. In his wildest dreams he had never
considered this kind of development with his friend that he loved as much
as he loved his new found brother. But he had to handle this carefully. His
experience this past summer with Alexander and Jon was far beyond
Nigel's. He would have to use that experience to bring Nigel along gently
and pleasurably.

Andrew took Nigel in his arms and hugged him tight. "Nigel, dear friend, if
that is what you want me to do, how can I refuse! Just tell me how you want
us to do this."

"Well, when I screwed the stable boy he dropped his pants, bent over, and
placed his hands against stable wall. Then I moved in behind him and pushed
my cock into his ass. That seemed to work very well. So, I thought I might
lay on the bed face down with my legs over the edge. They you can fuck me
from behind."

Andrew still couldn't believe this was happening. Nigel had given this act
of his own fucking so much analysis and he was describing how to do it with
such a casual, mater-of-fact tone, it was almost like listening to someone
giving dancing lessons.

"I don't want to hurt you," Andrew cautioned.

"Don't worry, it can't hurt that bad, Nigel said as he positioned himself
on the side of the bed with his ass exposed, ready and begging for
penetration. "Now! Before you do it, I have some goose grease in a jar
under the bed. Can you find it?"

Andrew reached under the bed and found the jar.

"Now what?"

"Put some on your cock and put some more on my ass, Andy. I thought you
would figure that out."

Andrew ignored the friendly gibe, greased up his cock and then applied some
grease to Nigel's hole. Except, Andrew knew he needed to do more than just
apply it to the exterior surface on Nigel's ass. He placed a lot of goose
grease in his hand and began smearing in around Nigel's rear entrance. He
carefully let his middle finger begin stroking the rose bud.

"Ohh, that feels good." Andrew continued to massage the hole entrance. Soon
he felt Nigel's hole relax. That's when he slipped his middle finger
inside.

"Hhhhhhhhhsssss!" Nigel sucked in his breath. "Oh, God, that does feel
good."

Andrew continued massaging the hole. Nigel's sphincter was still very tight
and Andrew knew if he tried to enter now Nigel would wake every resident in
the manor. Slowly he slipped in a second finger. Nigel's ass was beginning
to loosen up and he didn't even notice. Eventually, with the help of more
goose grease, Andrew got three fingers up Nigel's ass. He was pretty
loose. But Andrew knew his cock was bigger than three fingers.

"Nigel, do you think you are ready?"

"Oh, yes! Do it! Please do it! I want it so bad!"

Andrew positioned himself behind Nigel's upturned ass and placed the tip of
his very large eight and one half inch cock against the awaiting
entrance. He leaned forward, placed his hands on either side of Nigel's
torso and gently began to apply pressure to the begging man hole.

"Are you in?"

"I don't think so."

"Well, push harder!" Nigel admonished.

("OK!") Andrew thought, and he increased the pressure. Instantly Nigel's
sphincter spazemed and released allowing Andrew's cockhead popped through
into the eager love chute.

"OOOHH!!!" grunted Nigel somewhat loudly. "It hurts. Take it out! Take it
out!"

Andrew wasn't about to take it out. "Oh, Nigel, it feels so good I can't
take it out. Just wait a few moments and see if it gets better."

"Yes, yes, I think it is getting better already."

"Tell me when you think it feels good."

Andrew kind of stood there, barely one inch inside his friends ass, seven
and one half inches to go. Would his friend really be able to take it? He
was determined to find out.

"Give me some more. It's getting better."

Andrew began feeding his cock into the hungry hole in very small
amounts. Push in, pull out to the head. Push in some more, pull out to the
head. Nigel kept Andrew informed about when to stop pushing in and when to
pull out a little. After about fifteen minutes Nigel had taken it all. Now
Andrew was going to show his buddy what it was like to really get fucked.

Andrew began a slow rhythmic pumping action. Sometimes he used short
strokes. Sometimes he pulled out to the head then made a slow journey back
to the depths of pleasure. All the while he was making sure he was giving
Nigel's prostate a real massage. After several minutes Andrew was in full
fuck motion.

"Aahh,... Ohh,... Hhaaa,..." Nigel was into the rhythm, moaning with each
thrust, consumed with passion. Andrew could tell his lover was close to
orgasm. He slid his hand under Nigel's body and wrapped his hand around his
engorged penis. Andrew was ready but was able to control his orgasm until
he felt Nigel release.

Just a few more strokes! Andrew squeezed Nigel's cock a couple of times and
that did it.

"OH! OH, GOD, MY GOD, Hnnnnnnngggggaaaaaa!!!!!!" Nigel exploded. It was the
most violent orgasm he had ever had. He thrashed about under Andrew's body,
depositing hot cum all over Andrew's hand and the bed. He had six or seven
spasms. All the time, Andrew was filling his friends anus with his elixir
of love. Andrew was completely fulfilled but Nigel was completely
oblivious. He was too wrapped up in his own powerful experience.

After a few moments Andrew started to pull out.

"Please stay inside me, please. It feels so good I don't want you to go."

Andrew stayed. Eventually his cock softened and extracted itself.

As the two young men laid wrapped in each other's arms Andrew brushed
Nigel's hair from his face and kissed him. Nigel was shocked. However, he
recovered quickly and returned the kiss.

"Andrew, may I travel with you tomorrow? I want to be with you."

"You can serve me better at this moment by staying here until things are
settled at the Palace. When the time comes and the atmosphere is better I
will send for you. I want you near because I love you and trust you."

"Andrew," Nigel interrupted the silence again, "I wish you had two cocks. I
could suck on one while you fucked me with the other."

"Be careful what you wish for. You never know, it might come true
someday. Now let us find sleep.

Morning would arrive too soon.



Prince_and_Peasant Part 10



Morning did arrive too soon.

Alexander awoke to find himself alone. For the first time in months he was
frightened. He jumped out of bed, hurriedly dressed and rushed out to find
his Jon or brother.

Andrew awakened to find his cock deep inside a soundly sleeping Nigel. They
must have fucked again during the night. Andrew was sure he enjoyed it, he
just wished he could remember it. He slowly withdrew his cock. Nigel
stirred and moaned but seemed to continue sleeping. Andrew dressed and went
to find Jon.

Andrew opened the main door and stepped out into the courtyard to be struck
by another taste of reality. Twenty Palace Guardsmen awaited on horseback
and in full battle protection.

"Good morning, Your Highness," Jon said as he came bounding up the steps,
stopped and bowed appropriately. The summer castle was now a distant
memory.

"The Palace sent an escort," Jon continued. "My men and I are at your
disposal. We depart on your command."

"Where is your 'student'?"

"I placed him there, in the middle of the escort," Jon replied as he
pointed toward a figure dressed as a friar.

"Very good! Let us get moving." Andrew paid his respects to the Duke and
thanked him for his hospitality. He also extended an open invitation to
stay at the Palace when circumstances improved. The Duke apologized that
Nigel was not there to say goodby. Andrew's reply, "We've said our
farewells; he needs his sleep."

As Andrew mounted his horse four guards took positions around him. Jon took
the lead and the entourage departed Farnsmoore Manor.

After about two hours of hard riding, including one stop for fresh horses,
the troop was riding along the side of a forest when they rounded a bend
and Jon spotted a tree across the road.

Instantly he drew his sword, raised his shield and ordered the guards to
maneuver into defensive posture. They formed a circle with the Prince and
the friar in the middle. Jon knew his business. No sooner had they
established their defenses than they were under attack. Arrows whizzed
through the air but proved ineffective. This was followed by men on
horseback charging out of the forest.

A full battle ensued. Andrew drew his sword and joined in the fray. His
training proved its worth. He defended himself and several of his men
valiantly. Alexander picked up a sword and demonstrated that the training
Jon gave him throughout the summer was paying off. At one point Alexander
took out an attacker who was about to put Jon in the dirt permanently.

The battle was fierce but lasted only about fifteen minutes. The attackers,
badly mauled, turned and ran. Jon stopped his men from pursuit for they had
a more important mission. After reassembling and taking stock of injuries,
Jon was pleased to know none of his men were lost. Some had minor cuts but
nothing serious. The entire troop was impressed with the Prince's bravery
and skill. Andrew's reputation as a courageous leader was beginning. Jon
was also very proud of his 'student' and owed him a debt of gratitude.

At that point one of the guardsmen came walking up to Jon with a
prisoner. He looked like a common highwayman but Jon thought
differently. "Bind him and bring him along. We'll deal with him when we
reach our destination.

The troop got back on the road and continued their journey to the Palace.

Once inside the Palace walls, everyone relaxed. The guardsmen were quick to
spread the word of the attack and how Prince Andrew acquitted himself.

Andrew called Jon to the side and instructed him to take Alexander to the
Prince's chambers, a change from the original plan. Alexander was to wait
there until Andrew arrived or sent instructions.

Andrew's most urgent objective was to see his father. When he arrived
outside his father's bed chamber the so-called doctors were standing around
with long faces. They acknowledged him but refused to comment on the King's
health.

Deciding to find out for himself he opened the door and enter the bed
chamber. He closed the door behind him and just stood there staring at the
bed. The curtains were closed and the room was dark.

Slowly Andrew approached the bed.

"Father?!" Andrew spoke softly. He stepped closer to the edge of the bed.

"Father?!" he said again.

"Andrew, is that you?" said a faint voice.

"Yes, Father. I just arrived."

"Come close so I can touch you." his father said.

Andrew moved onto the edge of the bed and took hold of his father's
hand. It seemed cold. His father then placed his arm around Andrew and
pulled him close. Andrew stretched out next to his father who was holding
him just as he used to when Andrew was a child.

"Father, I have missed you this summer."

"I have missed you too, my son."

"I am so sad for my brother. I loved him so much and I know how much you
expected so much of him."

"It was God's will. Now you are my only heir. Your brother was first born
but it is you I have always loved. Lay next to me for a while. Tell me
about your summer in the west."

Andrew placed his hand on his father's chest so he could feel his breathing
and the pounding of his heart. His father could feel the warmth radiating
form his son's body and it felt comforting. Then Andrew began to describe
some of the things he had done this past summer. He soon realized he could
not continue without telling about finding Alexander. He was not sure if
his father had the strength to deal with the revelation. In any case,
Andrew believed it would be the right thing to do.

"Father, there is something I desire to tell you but I do not know if you
are ready to hear it."

"Son, there is nothing I am not ready to hear. Speak your mind."

"Then I will be brief. At the beginning of my trip, on the road to the old
castle, Jon and I caught a young man stealing rabbits. We took him to the
castle where I examined him and found he was my age and looked exactly like
me."

"OOOHH," his father sighed as his body jerked as if in pain.

Andrew stopped, trying to assess if he should continue.

"Go on, my son," his father encouraged.

"I found the youth's mother. She told me everything, the circumstances of
his birth, how she saved the child and raised him as her own."

"Father, I am certain he is my twin brother. We have been together all
summer and we love each other. I do not ever want to be separated from him
again. He is here now, in the Palace, in my chambers."

Andrew fell silent. It was time his father spoke. Several minutes
passed. He knew his father was thinking. Andrew wished he know what was
going through his father's mind.

"Bring him here, I must see him."

"Yes, Father. Immediately." Jon quickly left the bed and ran to his
chambers. He found Alexander sitting in a chair looking at all the
beautiful paintings and tapestries, all the fine furniture and luxuries.

Andrew grabbed his brother's hand, pulled him out of the chair and, with a
grin on his face said, "Come! Father will see us!"

Alexander was startled. The King - his father? Could it be? First a brother
who was a prince, then a father, an entire family. This was almost too
fast. But he didn't have time to think about it. Andrew was pulling him
down the hallways as fast as they could run, Alex's friar's robes flowing
in the breeze. He barely managed to keep his head covered.

In minutes they were standing beside the bed looking at the King.

"Father, this is Alexander," Andrew said as a kind of introduction.

The King looked at both boys for several minutes, Andrew had pulled the
hood off Alexander's head so his father could see his face. The king
studied the two for a few minutes.

"My son Andrew tells me you are his brother," the King spoke with a weak
voice. "Do you believe you two are brothers?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I know of only one way to prove that. Both of you, take your clothes off!"

Alexander looked at Andrew with astonishment. Andrew never hesitated. He
immediately began removing his clothing. Alexander quickly got the message
and followed. Within seconds both boys stood beside the bed naked.

"I can not see you where you are. Climb onto the bed and get on your knees
on either side of my waist." Both boys complied immediately.

The King lay there examining them with his eyes. Then he reached out and
touched their smooth chests. He moved his hands down their torsos and over
their hips and thighs. Then his hands reached up and cupped their
testicles. He lifted their balls up and rolled them around in his hands
until their left testicles were clearly visible. There were the matching
birth marks. Andrew was correct; he had found his twin brother. The King
still did not speak. He continued playing with his sons' balls. Next his
hands gently grasped their cocks and began stroking them softly. They began
to expand and lengthen in response to the stimulation. Andrew remained
calm. He trusted his father. Alexander was really nervous and very
confused. Finally, the King released the boy cocks, extended his arms and
beckoned the boys to lay beside him. With both his sons in his arms, the
king continued caressing their backs and finally placed his hands on their
firm, round rumps. The heat radiating from youthful bodies was somewhat
restoring the King's energy.

"Welcome home, my sons," their father said. "You shall never again be
separated. Now get dressed and bring the Archbishop, the Chancellor of the
Treasury, the Captain of the Guard, and the scribe. We have business to
conduct."

"Yes, Father," Andrew replied as the youths got up to leave.

"And, Andrew, ... Get your brother some better clothes."

"Oh yes, Father," said Andrew smiling happily and the 17 year old boys ran
from the room like two children.



Prince_and_Peasant Part 11


When the group was assembled the King issued a new decree officially making
Andrew the heir next in line to the throne and acknowledging Alexander as
his son. The King then dismissed everyone so he could rest. The excitement
had taxed his strength heavily and he needed sleep.

The official proceedings concluded, Andrew instructed his brother to return
to "their" chambers and wait for him. There would be plenty of time for a
guided tour of the Palace. At the moment Andrew needed to find Jon and
check on the status of the prisoner.

Upon walking into the dungeon Andrew found both Jon and the prisoner. Jon
was standing on one side of the room and the prisoner was suspended on the
wall by his hands and feet in a spread eagle position. He was nearly naked
except for a thin, torn undergarment covering his hips and groin. (That was
the Dungeon Master's favorite restraint position.)

Andrew approached Jon and said, "What do we know of this traitor?"

"Not much, Your Highness," Jon replied. "But, I am quite certain he is not
a highwayman. He is too well fed, knows too much about how to swing a
sword, and speaks to well for a peasant. I suspect he has been hired by
someone to rearrange the succession to the throne. We are just about to
begin the questioning. Would you like to participate?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," said Andrew.

The prisoner was removed from the wall, his hands were tied together and he
was lifted by a rope until he swung free about a foot above the floor. The
dungeon master then brought out the whip and began striking the man on the
back and chest. He would not tell who he worked for. After about 20 minutes
Andrew stopped the interrogation.

"Dungeon Master, you know those finger presses you like to squeeze men's
hands with?"

"Yes, Your Highness. Here are two, one for each hand.

 "I'll only need one, thank you," said the Prince as he picked up the press
and walked to the prisoner.

"Well, my good subject. You can save all of us a lot of time and trouble if
you will tell us who your employer is." Andrew placed his hand between the
man's knees then slowly raised it toward his crotch. His hand stopped just
below the man's private area and slowly massaged the inside of his
thigh. Andrew was achieving the desired effect as he noticed the material
begin to tent out. The man was getting an erection.

The prisoner remained silent.

Andrew picked up a knife and began draging the point in a zigzag pattern
around the man's chest. The prisoner was obviously excited because the tent
got bigger and his nipples were hard and peeked. Andrew placed the edge of
the knife along side one of the man's nipples.

"I can bring you pain or pleasure. Which will it be?" Andrew said as he
turned the knife around so the dull side was in contact with the man's skin
(less chance of injury) and scraped it across the erect nipple. The
prisoner's body jerked uncontrollably and he bit his lip. Andrew was sure
the man was starting to enjoy this so he did the same thing to the other
nipple. Again the man's body jerked uncontrollably. Because the prisoner
was blind-folded he could not see that his inquisitor was not using the
sharp side of the knife. He just knew his nipples had been removed.

"You really should tell us what your intent was this morning," Andrew said
as he again draged the knife point around the prisoner's chest only this
time he brought it lower around his abdomen. Then the Prince slipped the
knife under the cloth covering the traitor's manhood and with one swift
motion sliced the cloth open and it fell to the floor leaving the man
completely exposed.

"Well, what have we here?" Andrew chided mockingly as he brought the knife
blade down flat against the erect penis with a 'smack.' The man jumped and
moaned but said nothing.

Andrew put away the knife and placed his hand around the prisoner's seven
inch cock. "This must bring you and your friends a great deal of pleasure!"
taunted the Prince. "Maybe I should remove it and share it with my
friends. But,... then, ... it would no longer bring you pleasure."

Andrew released his grip on the prick and slid his hand under the man's
balls and lifted as if to weigh them. "Perhaps there is a high value to
these jewels. Shall we find out?"

He then picked up the finger press, opened it wide and secured firmly it
around the prisoner's testicles. His erection was still holding up.

"Now, each time I ask a question for which I do not receive an answer the
press will get tighter. Who do you work for?"

No answer. Andrew turned the screws. The man grunted in pain. He was
allowed to hang quietly for a few minutes.

"What was your mission when you attacked us?"

No answer. Andrew turned the screws again. This time a cry of real pain
escaped from man's mouth. Andrew checked the testicles to make sure there
was no real danger of damage and decided he could make one more turn.

"Who sent you to attack us?"

Still no answer. The screws turned again and this time the man screamed,
tears ran down his face and he began sobbing.

Andrew decided that was enough of this.

"Jon, cut him down and place him on the table. Then bring in your two
biggest men. You know what I mean?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Jon and the Dungeon Master lowered the prisoner to the floor and he
collapsed in pain. To Andrew's surprise the man still had an erection. They
placed him across the table, not lengthwise on it, and tied his legs and
arms to the table legs. Jon left and came back with two of his
soldiers. Andrew recognized them as part of his escort earlier that day. He
had no idea of the talent they possessed.

"My brave man. This may be your last chance to tell us what we want to
know. Please speak up and this will be over."

No answer, even though the prisoner was still sobbing with pain.

Then Jon nodded to his men. On that signal they untied their breeches which
fell to the floor. Hanging between their legs were the what Andrew judged
must be the largest cocks in the kingdom. He watched as the men stimulated
their weapons to full engorgement. The man standing in front of the
prisoner had a cock that must have been at least 12 and one half inches
long and at least 6 inches around. The man standing behind the prisoner
possessed a cock that appeared to be about 9 inches long but its greatest
attribute was its 8 inch girth. Andrew winced at the thought of that
monster violating anything.

The prisoner realized what was about to happen when he felt the goose
grease being applied to his ass. The grease wasn't for his benefit, it just
made the task more pleasant for the owner of the monster prick.

"Please, sire," the prisoner begged, "not this!"

" Are you prepared to answer all our questions?

No answer.

Jon nodded again and the nest thing the prisoner felt was a cock pressing
against the entrance to his hole. He had not seen the monster and was not
prepared for what happened next.

The guard pressed hard. The hole did not open. The guard pressed
harder. The hole still would not relent. The guard grunted and thrust
forcibly. The prisoner's sphincter could not withstand the assault and the
monster cock popped through and penetrated about halfway into the man's
body.

The prisoner wanted to scream but his breath was taken away. Instead, all
he could do was gasp for air with his mouth gaping open and his eyes budded
out. The guard positioned in front on the prisoner's head seized the
opportunity to thrust his hard, foot-long (plus) cock into the unprepared,
unsuspecting prisoner's mouth, past the entrance to his throat and deep
down his neck until his stiff pubic hairs were smashed against the
prisoner's nose.

The two guards had done this work before and knew what to do. They pummeled
the poor prisoner. When they got close to orgasm they slowed until it
subsided then picked up the pace again. While this was going on Andrew
reached under the man's cock and released the press from his
balls. Instantly the prisoner fired a huge load of musky cum all over the
floor. But his cock remained stiff. Finally the two guards were given the
signal to complete their task and proceeded to climax deep inside their
captive who responded by blasting another load of cum on the floor.

As the guards withdrew their weapons and pulled up their pants the Dungeon
Master opened a door and his large hound came bounding into the room. He
immediately went to the puddle of cum deposited by the prisoner. When he
finished cleaning the floor he saw the prisoner's cock hanging below the
table and swiftly took it between his jaws and began licking and cleaning
it,

This was more than the prisoner could take. His already raw penis was
unable to accept any more stimulation. Each lick of the dog's long, rough
tongue sent him into uncontrollable spasms.

"PLEASE STOP!!! I'LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING!!! STOP!!! STOP!!! STOP!!!"

The Dungeon Master called his dog and removed him from the room.




Prince_and_Peasant Part 12


The prisoner told everything. He and the others were hired by the King's
cousin John for the purpose of eliminating the King's line to the
throne. Andrew's forces attacked Lord John's castle and disposed of him and
his men. Having secured the kingdom from immediate threat, Andrew returned
home victorious. The celebration and elation of victory was cut short when
the King died a few days later.

Andrew had decided to keep the existence of his brother Alexander
suppressed until he had better control of the situation. Only the people
who were in the room when his father acknowledged Alexander as his son knew
and they were sworn to secrecy. Alex continued to wear his disguises and
often spent time with Jon for 'training' purposes.

About two months after the King's death, before his official coronation,
Andrew sent for Nigel. Because of Nigel's education and business experience
Andrew assigned him to work for the Chancellor of the Treasury, a position
that suited him perfectly.

About a week after Nigel settled in at the Palace, Andrew sent for him to
come to the Master Chambers. When Nigel opened the door and entered the
room, Andrew instructed, "Close and bolt the door. We are not to be
disturbed."

"Nigel, I've missed you," Andrew said as he embraced his friend.

"Andy, I have been dreaming of this day. Ever since our last encounter I
have had great need of your special attention."

"I have been thinking of that special attention too," Andrew answered, and,
tonight will be very special. I also have a surprise for you."

"Will I like it?" Nigel asked.

"Oh, I think it will be a wish come true."

"Do you remember the last time I visited Farnsmoore Manor?"

"Yes! It was the time we ... had a special evening."

"Do you remember the friar who was traveling with me and Jon?

"Yes, I thought it somewhat strange that a friar would be riding a horse in
the company of my Prince. A little out of place, I thought."

"Well, that was no friar, that was my twin brother, Alexander." With that
he raised his hand toward a curtain and out stepped someone dressed as a
friar. Nigel was startled. He thought they were alone and he had dropped
his defenses and shown his affection for his friend.

"WHAT!" Nigel exclaimed. This is a joke, right? Where did you get a twin?"

"I can see you don't believe me. If you had to identify me by NOT seeing my
face how could you do it?"

Nigel knew if he answered the question the other person would know just how
intimate he and Andrew were. But he had to answer the question.

"There is a birthmark on your body." came the answer.

"What kind of birthmark?"

"A, ... A, ... starburst birthmark."

"And, dear friend, where is that mark located on my body?"

"On, ... On, ... On your left testicle!" Andrew nodded to Alex who dropped
the friar's robe and stood completely naked. Nigel was stunned.

"Let me invite you to examine the "friar's" left testicle."

Nigel just stood still as if his feet were nailed to the floor. First he
looked at Andrew, then at Alexander, then one, then the other. Nigel was
well acquainted with Andrew's body and the one standing there with no
clothes on did look like Andrew.

Finally Nigel crossed the room, knelt in front of Alexander, reached his
right hand out and took hold of Alexander's balls. My, how they felt like
Andrew's. Then he saw the starburst on the left testicle. His head spun
around and he looked at Andrew. Then he turned back to Alex, looked up at
him and said, "All right, Andrew what kind of game is this? I want to know
the rules. Who is the impostor over there?"

As Nigel was examining Alexander, Andrew was undressing.

Andrew walked over and stood beside Alexander and said, "You can either
examine me with your left hand, or let go of his balls with your right and
use it to examine me for the birthmark."

Nigel was not about to let go of one lovely set of balls so he took
Andrew's ballsack in his left hand and fondled them until the birthmark on
the left testicle was clearly visible. They matched. His mouth dropped open
and he just stared at the twins. Beyond belief.

"Stand up, Nigel," Andrew directed. Nigel stood stunned, not moving. Andrew
and Alexander removed all of Nigel's clothes.

The twins lead Nigel to the bed and they lay down together. Andrew and
Alexander let their hands roam all over Nigel's body until he was in an
intense state of arousal.

"Remember the wish you told me the last time we were together?" Andrew
asked.

"Why yes!" Nigel exclaimed. "I wished you had two cocks so I could suck one
while you fucked me with the other."

"Well, this is about as close as you are going to get to that wish."

At this point the men/boys began kissing each other and Andrew took charge
as usual.

"Prepare to be fucked," Andrew said and he climbed between Nigel's legs and
pushed them straight into the air.  He positioned his cock at the entrance
to Nigel's hole and pressed.  His cock, with a heavy coat of pre-cum easily
and smoothly slid into Nigel. Just the head at first because Nigel was not
yet as experienced as he was going to be.

"OK, Alexander, get up here and feed him your cock like he asked!" ordered
Andrew. Whereupon Alexander straddled Nigel's chest, and inserted his glans
penis into Nigel's mouth which was gaping open awaiting a great meal.

The two young men began a slow, methodical in and out rhythm that soon had
them all moaning and groaning.  Andrew was holding Nigel's legs as he drove
his prick as deep as he could into Nigel's rectum. His cock found Nigel's
prostate and was giving it a real workout.

Eventually, nature worked its magic and each approached the ultimate sexual
reward. Nigel was the first to sense the impending eruption because Andrew
was doing a great job of attacking his prostate. With Alexander's pole down
his throat, Nigel's body tensed and spasmed as he fired a huge wad of hot
sperm high into the air and it landed smack in the middle of Alexander's
back. When Nigel came, his anal muscles clamped down on Andrew's cock so
hard Andrew released his load all over Nigel's bowels.  When Alexander felt
Nigel's hot cum hit him in the back he could no longer control his nuts and
he shot five globs of cum deep in Nigel's throat.


Prologue

King Andrew ruled for many years. His men loved and respected him and the
people were as happy as poor people can be. No homosexuals were ever
persecuted during his rein (I said this was a fantasy). Both Andrew and
Alexander had arranged marriages and produced many children. They sometimes
switched wives without the ladies knowledge so who knows whose children
were whose.

The twins continued their own love making. Andrew and Nigel often coupled
and Nigel hired his former stable boy as his assistant. Alexander
occasionally sneeked away to fuck and suck Jon because there was a bond
between them that just would not brake.

Life goes on.

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This is the end of this story. There is nothing left to tell.
I hope you have enjoyed it.