Date: Sat, 05 Nov 2005 18:38:15 -0700
From: Elryc Caledon <morgorn1@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Prince - Part 2

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The Prince - Part Two

Bradbury and Morien were five days and four nights
on their journey towards the northern estate where
Bradbury's master resided.

Bradbury maintained a steady, unhurried pace. They
often walked to spare the horse, which was welcomed
by Morien as he was unused to riding on a horse and
after a few days was becoming very uncomfortable
from the soreness in his legs.

The two men spoke but little on the journey.  They
saw almost no one else, and on those few occasions
they attempted no conversation with the passers-by.
Their meals consisted solely of the travel tuck that
Bradbury was provisioned with.

When night fell, Bradbury would direct them well
clear  of the ancient high road, delving deep into
the forest, where they would set up a simple camp.

Bradbury enfolded Morien into his cloak at night,
lightly caressing Morien and petting him to sleep,
and Morien generally slept heavily.  If Morien chanced
to awaken during the night, he found that Bradbury
was always awake, always watching the forest around
them.

On the forth night, Morien was not so tired, nor
did he fall immediately to sleep as he had before.
Bradbury had Morien in his arms, and Morien basked
in the welcome warmth.

Bradbury was aware that Morien was not asleep.

"Can you not sleep?" Bradbury whispered into Morien's
hair.

Morien silently moved his head.

Slowly, Bradbury's right hand wandered up under
Morien's clothing, until it found his left nipple.
It began to gently squeeze, and then to pinch it,
sending shocks of sexual desire through Morien's
entire body.  His cock had hardened almost instantly,
and he felt it pressing against Bradbury's body
and he tilted his head back and sighed with pleasure.
Soon, the hand wandered to his other nipple, and
then the hand worked downwards and teased his erect
penis.

Bradbury lowered his head, and began kissing Morien,
slowly at first, then with building desire.  Morien's
head swam as he gave himself up to the wild desires
that crashed through him.  Soon Bradbury began pulling
off Morien's clothing, and then his own while they lay
under his cloak.

The two men writhed together under the cloak, all the
while exchanging deep kisses and allowing their mouths
to nibble and nip at each other's sensitive necks and
nipples.

Morien allowed his hands to wander freely over
Bradbury's body, and to explore the dark crevices
of the masculine features of his armpits, the
cleft of his buttocks, the heaviness of his full
scrotum.

Presently, Bradbury slipped down lower in the cloak,
and enveloped Morien's stiffened manhood deep into
his mouth, using his tongue to probe the slit at the
end and then he gulped the organ down, almost as if
he was devouring it.

Morien, completely unused to such pleasures, arched
his back frantically and called out an incoherent
warning, which went completely unheeded by Bradbury.
Morien's testicles slammed upwards into his body,
and his toes curled uncontrollably.  Within a few
seconds, Morien's semen burst out of his cock and
flooded Bradbury's mouth and throat in spurt after
spurt after spurt of almost unbearable pleasure.

Bradbury held his mouth on the fountaining penis,
swallowing the cum that was being propelled against
the back of his throat and waited while Morien's
spasms slowly subsided.

Morien, completely spent, lay gasping as his mind
cleared somewhat.  Bradbury moved upwards and then
stretched out beside him, and gently held him again,
soothing him, and smoothing his sweaty hair.

Presently, Morien stirred, and then he reached down
and grasped Bradbury's organ, which had begun to
flag a little.

"Take me now?" Morien asked quietly.

"No, you are spent, and tired," Bradbury whispered.

"I want you to."

Bradbury considered for a moment, then took Morien's
left hand, and had him cup it around his large
testicles.  Quickly, he began stroking his cock,
and Morien began to fondle his balls, and listened,
and felt, with great fascination, as Bradbury began
to masturbate himself to orgasm.  After stroking for
several minutes, Morien felt Bradbury's scrotum tighten,
and then heard Bradbury gasp quietly as his semen shot
out of his cock in several bursts onto his taut belly.

After lying quietly for several more minutes, the
two men cleaned up, and Morien nestled again in
Bradbury's arms, and fell deeply asleep.

In the morning, after a brief breakfast, they were
on the road again.

Morien's previous attempts to find out more about
the estate they were traveling to and its master had
been gently deflected and thus he stopped after it
became clear to him that Bradbury was not going to
relent.

But, this morning, Bradbury offered the intelligence
that they were near the end of their journey:

"Tonight we will reach my master's estate."

And Morien wondered what the end of the day would
bring.