21 comments/ 25074 views/ 9 favorites Five Nights By: JohnWesleyWalsh You fucked him. Paul, please. Did you fuck him? Paul... Did you fuck him? Yes, you know I did How many times? Paul, I'm so sorry, I really am, but you don't need to know this. Hmm, how many times did you go to bed with him? Five times So, let's say, you spent five nights with him? Right? Five times, when you were away, when you said you were in Bradford or Edinburgh or wherever the fuck, and you were with him, for five whole nights? Yes And that was all? All? What do you mean? I mean, those five nights were not the only time you were with him? You would have kissed elsewhere, but, anyway, five nights. Yes, fuck, that's all. So what did you do on those five nights? Paul, really, why do you want to know. I'm not sure I do want to know, but I have to know, once you know a bit, I think, you have to know everything, I'll think of worse, I'll assume worse, whatever you tell me. How many times did you fuck? Paul, I don't know, I don't remember. I'd say at least ten times then, over five separate nights, at least once in the night, then in the morning, then, once or twice more, during the first two nights together, so, say, you fucked about ten, maybe twelve times in all? Maybe. Tell me, don't make me guess, on at least twelve occasions you spread your legs for him, he, you opened your legs and he put his cock in you, come on, tell me, seriously. Okay, we fucked twenty times, in total, okay? We fucked twenty times. Oh. You remembered, well done. They were memorable. Twenty times, twenty fucks, in five nights, that's pretty good going, twenty times you wanted him to push his hard prick inside your pussy, he put his cock inside you twenty times. I'll assume he came each time, twenty times, twenty lots of cum, seventy, eighty spurts of cum ejaculated inside you. Paul, fuck. How did it divide up? Huh? Three times the first night we spent together, I mean, we had kissed before then, and, stuff. Stuff? Tell me He, Paul... Tell me. He had touched my breasts, stroked me, held my breasts, and kissed me, kissed them. Licked your breasts? Kissed and licked your nipples? Yes Where? After work? At work? At work, fuck, in work. Where? The fucking store room? Amongst the photocopy paper? He had his hands under your blouse, on your bare tits? ... Yes? Yes. Were your nipples stiff? Yes And? He... What? He held my bum, he had put his hands on my ass, and gripped me there. Underneath your knickers? Yes So he held and touched and stroked your bare ass? Yes. Did he touch your anus? No. No? He didn't stroke your bare skin? Your smooth naked butt? And just touch you, gently, touch your anus? Huh? Press a finger onto your asshole? ... Tell me, fucking tell me now. He did okay, god. What? He touched my anus, he put his finger... Why? He wouldn't have done this, first time, unless... you asked him to? Paul, please... Tell me. I told him to touch me there, I asked him to. What did you say then? I don't know. You do know, you remember exactly, every fucking moment was so special wasn't it, so fraught, so dangerously exciting. What did you say? Oh god, something like "touch me David, please, I want to feel your fingers on me, touch my ass, touch my tight little asshole." And he did? Did he enter you there? Did he penetrate your smooth anus? No, no. He just touched me, held my bare bum and touched me, touched my asshole. And? Though? And, Paul... Tell me? He touched my cunt. All right? Through your knickers? Yes. And under? Yes. Did you take you knickers off for him? Before you went to bed? Yes. Describe this. Come on. Paul, what are you doing? I am dealing with it, I have to know every little fucking filthy little fucking thing you did together. Tell me. We had kissed, once, after work, just kissed, nothing else, and then knew we were meeting for lunch, and before we went in, we kissed again. You couldn't control yourself? No. You were so excited? Aroused? Yes Your cunt was wet? Yes And? We kissed, and he led me around this corner, I was wearing my grey dress, we were in this empty alleyway, in this doorway, and we kissed, and he held my breasts, put his hands under my dress, touched my stomach, then my tits, my nipples, I... I... Did you feel his cock pressing against you? Yes. His cock was hard. Yes. Fuck. Did you touch his cock? Yes. Did you touch his bare cock? Not then no, just through his trousers. You rubbed his hard penis, up and down, feeling his stiff stem, right, touching his engorged cock? God, Paul, sorry, yes, yes I touched him. And he was touching your naked cunt? Yes. I told him to wait, he stopped, he stepped back, thinking I wanted to stop completely, but I didn't, sorry, but I didn't, I lifted my dress and pulled off my knickers, and pulled him back to me, and I felt him touch my bare cunt, as we kissed. And your cunt was damp? Yes. How wet? How wet? Yes Wet, alright, fuck, I was so fucking wet. Were you more wet, was your cunt more wet than it has ever been? Tell me, be totally fucking honest. Yes. Yes? Yes, fuck, I was fucking dripping, alright, sorry, I don't know why, but I was very turned on, I was, shit, my cunt was soaking, okay, I mean, I was weak for him, for his touch, all day, thinking about it, him, him touching me, touching my wet fucking cunt. Okay? Did you come then? In the alley? ... Did you? Yes, he made me come, by touching me, I came there. Tell me, describe what he did. Paul, please stop, please don't make me. Then stop. And fuck off. Or tell me. Fuck, I took my panties off, in front of him, letting him look at me, I wanted him to look at my bare pussy, my... my thick bush, it felt so nice, to have him stare at my pussy, at my exposed sex. Paul... Carry on. He stepped back, and we kissed again, and... and I grabbed his hand and put it between my legs, I pushed my feet apart, and felt his long fingers touching my wet pussy, okay, I felt another man's fingers on my sex, inside me, inside my vagina, over my slick hot lips, touching my clitoris. Until you came, over his hand, with his fingers inside your cunt, rubbing you? Yes. Yes. And? What was the next time? After work? You met up? I went to his place. Ah, instead of? I don't know, you never remember. Of course, my fault really, not attentive enough, I didn't fuck you enough. Paul. What happened? I went to his, after work. Was that the first time you fucked? We didn't fuck. But? I had another orgasm. Tell me, don't leave anything out, tell me. I took my knickers off before I left work, and went to see him without wearing underwear, just my dress, and I showed him, when I stepped in, before we kissed, or touched, I unbuttoned my dress and let it fall off me, in one quick movement, I showed myself to him, naked from the waist down, I showed him my uncovered pussy, stood in my shoes, my stockings, my bra. Nothing else. And? And he touched me there, we kissed, and then he dropped to his knees, and kissed my naked cunt. He licked your pussy? Yes. Where were you? In his living room. I was standing, he kissed me there, I spread my legs for him, god, sorry, I mean, I was desperate for this, for him touching and licking me, I opened my legs for him, so he could lick my wet cunt. He pushed me back onto a sofa, and lifted my legs over his shoulders, I was sitting, I was naked from the waist down, in my bra, and he was between my legs. Did you come? Yes. He was good? Yes. What did he do? He licked me, pushed his tongue inside me, god, into my vagina, licked my perineum, I lifted my hips, he licked lower, I felt him licking me further down, I held his head and pulled him closer, lower, I told him to, I told him, fuck, I said I wanted his tongue on my asshole, then I felt it, he licked my anus, he lifted me up, pushed my legs back, spread me wide, I let him, I wanted him to see me, to see everything, to taste me everywhere, and he licked and tongued my asshole, god, sorry, it felt amazing, then he touched me there, he pushed a finger against my anus, and licked my vagina, I was soaking, he licked me up and down, spread my moisture up over my cunt, my clitoris, he fingered my ass, fuck, he stroked my asshole as he kissed my cunt, licked me, licked, covered my clit with his mouth, and slid his thick finger inside my bum, and I came. Did you enjoy it more than when I do it? Is he better? No, but, it was, I was more aroused. Sorry. What did you do then? Then? After your orgasm? I, nothing. Jude, fucking tell me, everything. I sucked his penis. Tell me, what happened? I sat back, he was on the floor, laying down, my legs were wide apart, my cunt was, well, totally exposed, he was looking at me. I told him to stand up, he did, in front of me, I sat back up, and took my bra off, so I was naked, and undid his trousers, I unbuckled his belt, he was wearing jeans, I undid his belt, then his button, then his zip, and pulled his jeans down, he was standing in his underwear. Was he aroused? Yes. Tell me every little detail, come on. I pulled his jeans down, he was wearing tight white cotton briefs, and his cock was bulging out, not sticking out horizontally, but bulging, in a big thick curve, I touched him through his pants, I stroked his penis, and felt how hard he was, how stiff, I could feel his penis was solid, but not totally stiff, I reached in first, into his underwear and felt it, touched him. Touched his cock? Yes. And? And? What was it fucking like? Oh god Paul, it was... it was hard, hot, god, thick. Then? I wanted to see it, I wanted to see his cock, I took my hand out, okay, and held his underwear, and I pulled his pants down, and exposed his cock. Describe it. Is he bigger than me? Paul. Is his cock larger than mine? Tell me. I don't remember, I couldn't tell you. You're a fucking liar. Paul. Well, we can rely on physical memory. What? Take my trousers off. Paul! No! Take them off. Now. Fuck, now take my boxers off. Paul, fuck, your penis is hard, jesus, fuck, your cock is so fucking hard, oh god, you have an erection, you're completely erect, is this turning you on? Take them off. Fuck, fuck Paul, you're fucking rigid, fuck. Hold it, here, hold my cock, stroke it, stroke my cock, right, fuck, now, tell me, was his bigger? Paul, please, don't do this. You have your hand on my hard cock, you had your hand on his, was his bigger? Yes. Yes? Tell me. Thicker? Longer? His cock is bigger than yours. Okay? By how much? How big is he? Describe it, keep hold of me, stroke my hard prick, and tell me about his, in the moment, tell me everything. Fuck, fuck Paul, I pulled his pants down, and his penis sort of, sort of sprang out at me, it was semi hard I think, he has thick dark pubic hair, he is quite hairy, and his cock looked, fuck, okay, his cock looked huge, I mean, sorry, it was only half hard, and hanging down, sort of still soft, but god it looked so fucking big, it was bigger than yours is when yours is hard, his penis was longer, thicker, when it was still slightly soft, than yours now, yours is so fucking hard now Paul, but his was bigger already. I felt myself become wet again, even though I'd just come, I felt myself getting moist again, at the sight of his big fucking dick, I hadn't properly touched it yet, I wanted to look at it, he was uncircumcised, his foreskin was thick and long, his shaft was long, god, really thick and long, and his glans, I could see the shape of him, his huge oval plum, his penis was darker than yours, more veiny, so thick and dark and gnarled, more ridges and undulations, then I touched it, I reached over and held his cock in my hand, I wrapped my fingers around it and lifted it up, away from his tight hot balls, fuck Paul, your cock, you're getting off on this. Carry on, tell me. Come on. I wrapped my fingers around his penis, it felt so hot, and heavy, I lifted it up, I could feel it swelling in my hand, getting thicker, I could feel it pulse and throb, pushing my fingers wider, and fuck, I was so wet again, knowing, feeling his cock grow as I touched him, I gripped and squeezed his shaft, and moved his skin down, and up, and he got bigger again, I saw it grow, longer, as I stroked his hot heavy cock it got longer, I could see it lengthen, and thicken, fuck, my breath was gone, really, fuck, I rubbed his cock, and pulled his foreskin back, so slow, I retracted his foreskin, and saw his cock head, he had a huge fat shiny dark glans, such a thick soft rim, and, god, I pulled his soft foreskin back and saw his dark tip, and a drop of fluid squeezed out, fuck, he was slick and shiny wet with his pre ejaculate, his own wet arousal, I gripped his shaft and touched another finger over his smooth moist soft tip, and I felt this throb and grow. You stroked him? Until he got completely hard? No, I mean... What? I... I... Tell me. Fuck, I kissed it then, I kissed his penis, okay, I lifted it to my mouth, and bent my head, and kissed the wet round tip of his penis, and licked it, and then I opened my mouth and I took the end of him in my mouth, I opened my mouth and took his soft wet glans between my lips, then some more, and felt him grow in my mouth, felt his heavy prick swell and harden, and then, fuck, I couldn't fit my hand around it, it was so fucking thick, god, I could barely fit the end of it in my mouth, he was so large, and still not fully erect. I stroked his thick shaft with my hand and sucked the end, slid my mouth, my wet lips over the end of his massive fucking cock, and licked the underside, that, I licked that tender little piece of skin where his foreskin joins, I felt his spongy soft warm tip fill my mouth, it was so large, so hot, so fucking sweet and wet, and I slid his slippery soft tip in and out of my mouth. What did he taste like? What? Did his cock taste better than mine? No, not better. Liar, you, you're lying to me, let me, taste me, taste mine, now, put your mouth on my prick Mmm... ohh... mmm Well then? Oh god it tasted amazing, sorry, it did, he did, his hard cock tasted fucking incredible, okay, different, but more aromatic, stronger, sweeter, I don't know. How big was he, don't skip this. Carry on I sucked and stroked his cock, and felt him become hard, he got so stiff, like you now, like your stiff cock now, he was now totally hard, rigid, hot and solid, and, he was, he had a huge cock, really, I mean, my breath left me, he has the largest cock I have seen, or had, or anything, nearly twice as thick as yours is, fuck, and longer, two, I don't know, three inches, two or three inches longer than your cock is. Look at my cock, shall I sit up for you, kneel up, look at my erect penis, how much bigger was he? His cock was at least two inches longer, and much thicker, and darker, god Paul, fuck you're, fuck, he was bigger, his cock was bigger than yours. Tell me what you thought, when he was fully erect? Did you compare? In your mind? Did you tell him he was big? Bigger than me? Jude? tell me Yes. What did you say? Repeat it all, as you said it. Fuck. I held his penis, and sucked it, and said "Fuck you're so big, your cock is so fucking gorgeous and so fucking huge", then I took it in my mouth again, and licked and sucked and ran my lips over it, and stroked his hard shaft, and then "Oh my god David you have the biggest cock, you have the most amazing big prick", Paul, please... Tell me what you said. "You have the most beautiful big prick, you have the biggest cock I have ever had." More, you said more didn't you I'm so sorry, I was depraved, I mean, fuck, I think I said something like "Your beautiful fucking dick is so much bigger than Paul's, this is the most beautiful big cock, oh god, this is a man's fucking cock, I want your huge hard man's prick inside me, fuck my mouth, come in my mouth, fill my little slut mouth with your thick cum, let me taste all of you, let me taste your hot spunk", and I sucked and stroked. And held his balls. And his balls were bigger than yours, heavier, fuller, larger, his scrotum was tight, like yours is now, but so big, his fucking balls filled my hand, I stroked my cunt as I sucked him, I couldn't help it, I was aching to be touched again. Did you fuck then? No, no, he came, I made him come. Tell me He told me he was going to, he said "Fuck Jude, your mouth is incredible, it feels amazing, god your mouth is so fucking nice on my cock, I am, you're going to make me come, do you want me to come outside" I pulled his dick from my mouth, and held it, and licked him up and down, I licked the length of his thick shaft, and kissed his balls, god, fuck Paul, okay, I took one of his large testicles in my mouth, and stroked his large dick, and said "don't you fucking dare, I want you to come in my mouth, fucking fill my mouth with your semen, I want you to choke me with your hot thick creamy cum". And I took him in my mouth again, he got even harder, just before he climaxed, he stiffened, his cock head increased in size, he became rigid, I felt his balls contract, his shaft, fuck he was so thick, and long, Paul, longer than you, than your little fucking cock, is this what you want? Is this what you like? I wanted his huge monster prick in my mouth, filling me, filling me like your tiny dick cannot, your small little dick is like a boy's penis compared to his grown proper enormous fucking thick beautiful man's organ. Fuck Paul, fuck you're so hard, god, look at your balls, god, he came, he tensed, his whole cock and body tensed, his balls, his cock hardened, and suddenly my mouth was flooded with hot salty sweet liquid, he came in my mouth, I sucked his huge prick until he came in my open eager mouth, and his orgasm was huge, he came and fucking came, I couldn't keep all of his cum in my mouth, it dripped down my cheeks, off my chin, I felt it splashing on my tits, warm thick splashes of his lovely hot spunk, but I took what I could, he ejaculated in my mouth, six, seven times, each one thick and huge, sweet salty massive creamy dollops of another man's come filling your dirty fucking slut girlfriend's mouth. Fucking come on me Paul, stroke your little prick over me, punish me, you want to, stroke your hard hard cock and come on my face, come all over me, do you want to? Did he? Yes. When? The next time. I asked him to soak me with his hot spunk, to drench me with his ejaculate, and he did, he masturbated over me, as you are now. Fuck Paul, do it, fucking please, come on me, cover me with your semen, look at your balls, fuck, look at them moving, god, your wanking so hard, wank over me, wank your hard little dick over your slut of a girlfriend, I am, I am a fucking cock slut, stroke your cock Paul, let me see you, come on me, come over me, you bastard, you fucking bastard, come on your cock sucking girlfriend, I sucked his cock, I sucked it and sucked it, he fucked me until I was raw, I begged him to fuck me, I begged him to fill me with his huge cock, it was so much bigger than that, and he fucked me everywhere, he fucked my tight little arse Paul, I didn't tell you yet, he fucked my virgin asshole with his huge ten inch cock, come on me, fucking come on my dirty slut face, he fucked my tight tender sweet little arse until I was raw, he took my anal virginity, he spoiled me, your little dick will feel like nothing now, even in my tight little slut asshole, fuck, god, Paul, mmm, mmm, fuck, oh god Paul, oh, oh, fuck. Five Nights Chapter One I slowly awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside my open window. My eyes fluttered open and I stretched out in my bed, yawning loudly. I could hear footsteps pattering around outside my door and I knew my servant would come knocking soon. I relaxed back against my bed, closing my eyes and listening to the singing birds. They were the only normal thing about this special day. I smiled softly at myself. Today was the mark of an exciting week. I sat up in my bed and stretched out, yawning again as I heard a soft knock on the door. It quietly swung open to show my servant, Gilbert, standing in the doorway. He looked at me in surprise and quickly bowed his head. "Sorry, your Highness. I didn't realize you were up already." He quickly said, his blonde hair hiding his soft blush from me. I grinned at him and dismissed the bow with a wave of my hand. "It's alright, Gilbert. I just woke up." I told him. He nodded before proceeding into my room, walking around and opening the curtains to the windows. I blinked rapidly for a moment as I got used to the sunlight. He stood by the edge of my bed when he finished, folding back my bed sheets. "I presume you know what day it is, your Highness?" He asked me. I nodded as I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. "Yes, I do. Today is the start of my coming-of-age ceremony." I could feel a grin from ear to ear when I thought about. Five nights, five different princes. It gave me a shiver just thinking about it. I stepped away from my bed so Gilbert could make it. Walking over to the window, I looked out at the gardens that my room overlooked, letting out a soft sigh. I couldn't believe that it had been fifteen years since I played down in those gardens. I was only five back then and I was allowed to do that, but now that I've turned twenty, it isn't very prince-like. Any more than it is to talk and eat at the same time. I turned away from the window and briskly walked over to my wardrobe, opening up its wooden doors. Looking over its contents, I glanced back at Gilbert. His backside was towards me and I couldn't help but stare at his rear. It was so round and cute; it was hard not to stare. Or do anything else to it for that matter. "Gil, what should I wear today?" I asked him, turning my head back to my closet. I knew he shrugged without looking back at him. "I'm not sure, my Prince. I would suggest something extravagant but not too flashy. You want to look like a royal but nothing too gaudy." He suggested to me as he finished up with my bed. I nodded at his suggestion and pulled out a tight pair of black trousers along with dark blue linen shirt. It opened up in the front but I would keep it laced up for the day. I stripped off my pajamas and got dressed with Gilbert's help. He was always so gentle and helpful. It was nice to have him around; he was useful with more than just dressing. After pulling on some black mid-calf leather boots, I stood in front of my full length mirror, looking over my body. "How do I look, Gil?" I looked at him in the mirror for a response. "Is it nice enough for my suitors?" He grinned and nodded politely. "Yes, your Highness. I think your suitors will be most pleased once they see you." He told me. I smiled back at him in the mirror before turning and walking over to the door. It was time to meet the princes. Chapter Two I made my way to the Throne Room of the palace, Gilbert trotting at my side to keep up. The guards bowed and stepped out of my way as I pushed the doors open and stepped into the room. Mother and Father were already seated in their thrones, their eyes turning to me. I bowed at both of them before quickly taking my seat at my own throne. Gilbert stood off to the side against the wall with the other servants. Our thrones faced two large oak doors, hiding my future behind them. "Gilbert, please let in our first guest." My father told him. Gil quickly nodded before briskly walking over to the oak doors and pulling them open. A moment later, a tall, slender man stepped into the room. The man had fair hair and a chiseled face. His eyes were a fierce green and his lips were full and pink. His skin was a tanned brown color and his body had a good build to it. He bowed before us, his bright green outfit practically glowing. It gave a sense of calm and serenity. "May your kingdom be full and bountiful." He said to my father. His voice was deep and loud, but it had a softness to it that surprised me. He looked up at me and gave me a toothy grin. "And may you always find happiness no matter the circumstances." I gave him an acknowledging nod as he stood up. "My name is Prince Octavius Ollivander, and I hail from the planet Nublar. I have a gift for the prince from my home. If I may?" He looked to my Father for permission, who nodded his head in response. Octavius smiled his bright smile again as he stepped forward and drew a bouquet of exotic flowers from the inside of his green jacket. I grinned as I took them from him, my fingers brushing against his tanned ones. With a wink, he stepped back and bowed again. "Thank you, your Majesties." Octavius turned and walked to the side of the room, sitting in one of five chairs that sat empty against the wall. I watched him from the corner of my eye as Gilbert ushered in the next prince. This man was completely different from Octavius. He had no hair at all and his eyes were a cold black color. His skin was pale and translucent, and his muscles were way too large for my taste. His ears were pointed and tilted far backward. The man wore thin black robes that did little to cover his long body. With a low bow of his head, he spoke in a harsh whisper. "May your enemies tremble at your armada." His cold eyes glanced over to me. "And may you always be a true warrior." I nodded at him as he stood up straight and pulled out a metal box from his robes. "A gift, from Prince Allus to Prince Darrel." He said, looking at my father. My Father nodded his permission at the man who took three long steps towards me. Stretching out his thick arm, he handed me the box. I reluctantly took it from him, my fingers brushed against his surprisingly warm ones. I opened the box, smiling when soft music quietly floated out of the opening. I looked at Allus and nodded my thanks to him. He nodded back before bowing again at my parents and moving to sit beside Octavius. Three seats left. I closed the box and chewed my lip softly. If he was weird, I could only imagine how weird the others would be. Gilbert opened the door for the next prince, allowing him to step into the room. With him came the delicate smell of flowers and earthy things. I smiled softly as he stepped into the light and bowed. The man was of shorter stature and a light build. His hair was dark brown, almost like chocolate. His skin was yellowed and looked tough to the touch. The eyes were bright yellow and they seemed to have difficulties looking away from me. His robes were a mix of oranges, reds and yellows, with living flowers intertwined into the cloth. He gave me a wide smile as he bowed to my parents. "May your lands be fruitful and your lives grand." He told them before looking at me. "And may your youth be lush and vivid." I smiled and felt a light blush rise in my cheeks. I looked away from him for a moment before looking back at him as he straightened up. "I am Prince Flores Erolf and I would like to present a gift to the Prince." My Father nodded at Flores, who quickly stepped towards me and produced a crown of flowers from under his cloak. I grinned as he placed it on my head, nodding at him as he stepped back and bowed again to my parents. Flores then stepped away and took a seat by the other two princes. I took a deep breath and stared at the door. Two more to go. Gilbert opened the doors again and the next prince stepped in. I held back a gasp as he stepped into the light. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He had sandy brown hair that covered his pointed ears. His eyes were an earthy brown that mesmerized me to the core. His skin was a lighter shade and his body had the perfect build to it. He wore a dazzling outfit that was a bright red with a dark red cloak tied around his neck. He gave a deep bow as he stood before my father. "May your life be fulfilling and all your troubles be abolished with flames." He turned to me, flashing a wide toothy grin. "And may your love be fiery like the sun." I felt my cheeks flush a deep red, but I only nodded and smiled sheepishly at him. He stood up straight and fixed his cloak before continuing. "My name is Prince Sol Lancet from planet Siring. I would like to give Prince Darrel a gift, your Majesty." He said confidently, looking to my Father for permission. He nodded at Sol, who strode forward and held out a metallic sphere to me. I took it from him, his hands soft and warm against mine as the sphere slid into my palms. It immediately glowed and its surface showed an aerial view of the galaxy. I grinned and nodded my thanks to him. He smiled back and bowed to my parents before sitting next to Flores. I set the orb on my lap before looking at the doors. The last prince. The doors opened again and the final prince stepped inside. I held back a grin as he stepped into the light. He didn't look too bad, either. His hair was jet black and seemed glow an ice blue color. His skin was a light brown and his build was on the large side. His outfit was simple with cream colors and browns blended nicely together. He bowed his head to my Father and Mother, speaking in a soft, husky voice. "May your kingdom be strong and never back down from a fight." He turned his gaze to me and bowed again. "And may you always find courage when you need it most." I nodded back to him. "I am Prince Xame Xore from the planet Zoluck. May I present the prince with a gift?" My Father nodded at his request, both of us watching Xame approach me with his hands outstretched. He held out a beautiful black cloak made of exotic fibers. I carefully took it from his hands, smiling as my fingers touched his gentle ones. I nodded my gratitude towards him as he stepped back and bowed to my parents. He then made his way to the last open chair. Then it was my turn. I stood up and held the gifts out to Gilbert, who was already standing at my side. I turned to the five princes and bowed at them. I blushed slightly when I felt all of their eyes on me. I cleared my throat as I stood back up. "Um, I thank all of you for the gifts and I want to welcome you to my home. For the next five days, I look forward to all of your company and I hope you all enjoy your stay here. But for now, I will return to my quarters. So, if you will excuse me." I bowed again to them before bowing to my parents, turning on my heel and leaving the room with Gilbert at my side. Oh the choices to make... Chapter Three I sat on my bed as Gilbert paced around my room in front of me, his hands folded behind his back. It was in the evening and he was explaining to me the rules that I needed to follow over the next few days. I listened intently as he told me the rehearsed lines. "Now, tomorrow night will be your first night with one of the princes. When the time comes, you must obey everything they tell you, okay? You must fulfill their every whim and desire, and you must also be available to their emotional needs." Gilbert explained. His face flushed a little as he continued onto the next part. "Now, um, tradition dictates that both partners must, um, climax a minimum of three times before dawn the next day. So from midnight to dawn, you both have to do your best to meet the, um, requirement. If neither of you can make it, then you are not suitable partners and he will be asked to return home. But ultimately in the end, you get to choose who your husband will be. Do you understand?" He turned to look at me when he finished explaining. I nodded quickly, but a question popped into my mind. "But, Gilbert... Um, I'm still a virgin. Isn't that kind of unfair to all the other princes?" I asked, feeling a flush of my own coming over my cheeks. Gilbert blushed in a deeper red at this. "Well, um, since you're not broken, by tradition, the prince's personal servant has the honor of taking the prince's virginity..." He said to me. I sucked in a breath, staring at Gilbert. I had to let him do it to me... I couldn't believe it. "There's no other way around that?" I asked. He winced slightly but shook his head. I sighed softly and nodded. "All right... I'm guessing you'll have to do me tonight then, huh?" Gilbert nodded again. "Yes, my Prince. If you are not broken by midnight, all of the princes will be asked to return home and you will have to wait a whole year before you can be wedded." I stared at him before shaking my head. This was all starting to become overwhelming. I had no idea it would be like this. Sure, Gilbert and I had fooled around in the past but nothing as serious as this. I looked over at him. "After my parents come to bid me good night, you and I will complete it." I told him. Gilbert nodded his head, continuing to pace around my room. "Yes, my Prince. As you wish..." His voice sounded sad but it was something that needed to be done. I would not wait another year just because it was something we didn't want to do. It was a necessary action and it would happen before midnight, it just had to. The sun had set and my parents had already come to say good night to me. I lay still on my bed as I waited for Gilbert to return from his bedroom. He had gone off to retrieve some gifts for me before we began. I was propped up against my pillows when he returned with a basket full of goodies. I smiled at him, sitting up in my bed as I watched him. "What did you bring me, Gil?" I asked, crawling towards the end of the bed. He came forward and placed the basket on the blankets. He gestured with his hands to tell me to dig into the basket and I did so gladly. I was soon red in the face with embarrassment when I saw all the gifts were to prepare for the next few nights. Different kinds of lubricants and gels lined the basket, along with a pair of shackles, and a vibrator. I looked up at Gilbert, seeing that his face was a little pink as well. "Where did you get all this stuff from?" I asked him. He only grinned and shrugged. "I've been saving them for you for when this time came." Gilbert told me, his face beaming. I only shook my head with a grin. "Well, thank you, Gil." I smiled as I pulled him into a hug, holding him close against me. I felt him return the hug, his small hands rubbing over my back. "Anything for you, my Prince." He said quietly to me, his face pushed into my neck. I turned my head slightly and softly kissed the side of his neck. I felt him shiver and press up against me. I slowly kissed up to his ear, closing my eyes as I sucked on his earlobe. A soft moan escaped his lips as I slowly laid back, pulling him on top of me. He straddled my hips as I softly kissed over the side of his face. I could feel his hands sliding over my chest, his fingers gripping my shirt loosely as I kissed his lips gently. Gilbert carefully returned the kiss. His lips were soft and warm against me. They tasted sweet and I wanted more. I kissed him again, pressing my lips harder against his this time. He responded by opening his mouth slightly, his tongue pressing against my bottom lip. I slipped out my tongue and licked at him, wrapping my arms around his body. We both groaned into our parted mouths as our tongues flailed against each other. I held him close in my arms as the kiss became deeper and hotter. I could feel his cock start to grow hard through his pants, mine doing the same. I detached myself away from the kiss long enough to tug off his shirt and toss it away. I did a quick scan of his chest, licking my lips. His chest was frail and bare of hair. And his nipples looked soft and kissable. He sat back on my lap as I propped myself up on my elbows, leaning up and kissing at his chest. I felt his hands hold the back of my head as I kissed his nipples; my own hands were roaming over his back. I rubbed in slow circles over his hips as I sucked softly on one of his nipples, holding his body close to me. I could feel our cocks swelling to the maximum and I knew we wouldn't be able to last much longer. I pulled away from his nipples and lay back underneath him, doing my best to get undressed as quickly as possible. Gilbert clambered off of me and proceeded to do the same, tossing our clothes onto the floor. He laid down on his side next to me, his hand on my inner thigh as we kissed again. This time, I curled my fingers into his blonde hair. Our tongues lashed together as he slid his hand up my thigh and gently pressed his forefinger against my entrance, rubbing in a slow, soft circle. I gasped and moaned against his lip as he traced my entrance, clinging tighter to him. Gilbert pulled away from the kiss to pepper my face with gentle pecks, his cock throbbing against my leg. My own member was starting to leak, as well, begging to be touched. But there was no time for that. For now, it was the moment for myself and Gilbert to become one. I shakily reached over into the basket and grabbed a random bottle of lube. I glanced at the label to make sure it was the regular kind before handing it to Gilbert. "Hurry, Gil..." I said quietly. My voice was husky with lust and I wanted to feel more of his finger. He quickly nodded and sat up by my waist, opening the bottle. He squirted some of the clear liquid onto his index finger, rubbing it in before reaching down and pressing his finger against my entrance again. I loosely gripped the blankets and tried to keep my body relaxed as the tip of his finger slowly slid inside of me. A quiet moan escaped my lips as he slowly slid his finger in and out of my body. It was soft warmness that felt so good I relaxed entirely. I closed my eyes and moaned again, concentrating on his finger. It felt amazing as it slowly slid in and out of me. And then I felt it. A second finger slid inside, filling me up. I winced slightly and gripped the blankets. But the slow and careful movements of Gilbert's fingers slowly calmed me again and I focused on the pleasure. If his fingers felt this good, I could only imagine how good his cock felt. My imaginings were soon answered as Gilbert pulled his fingers out of me and he climbed between my legs. I spread them wide for him and he stared down at me with a lustful gaze. I shivered at the stare and trembled under him. I wanted him inside me so bad that it hurt. I grabbed my legs and pulled them back so that he would have easier access to me. He hastily spread a good amount of the lubricant onto his cock and rubbed it in before laying over me, his cock poking my entrance. "Ready, my Prince?" He asked me in a soft, seductive voice. I shivered and nodded my head at him. He nodded back before slowly slipping inside me... Chapter Four The next morning I woke up slightly sore. I groaned softly as I sat up in my bed, rubbing my hands over my face. It felt amazing, though. I had never experienced anything like it before; it felt like I was in heaven. Turning my head, I saw that Gilbert was still soundly asleep beside me, quiet snores escaping from his nose. A soft smile played across my lips as I reached out and gently stroked his face. He was adorable when he was awake, but when he was asleep... "G-good morning, my Prince." Gilbert stammered quietly. I jumped slightly, seeing his eyes staring up at me. I smiled softly at him, leaning down and lightly kissing his lips. "Good morning, Gilbert." I stroked his hair as he stretched out and yawned loudly. "Today is my first day with the princes, Gil." I told him with a grin. He seemed to give me a look but I couldn't tell what the emotion was. However, it didn't last long for it was soon replaced with a soft smile. Five Nights "Are you excited, your Highness? Ready for five nights of fun and excitement?" He asked me. I felt a light blush rising on my cheeks as I slowly nodded my head. "Yes, I'm ready for this." I told him as I climbed out of my bed. He did the same, starting to make the bed immediately. I realized that I was still naked and decided to get dressed as soon as possible. Walking over to my wardrobe, I looked at the contents. "Who am I to be with today, Gilbert?" I asked, looking back at him over my shoulder. He looked up from the bed for a moment, his face contorted in thought. "Today you are to be with Prince Octavius." He told me. I nodded as I looked back at my wardrobe. "If I may, I would suggest something of a brighter shade of green, for that is the color of Octavius' planet. It represents their great wealth but also their clean forests and wildlife." Gilbert told me. I smiled back at him and nodded. "Thank you, Gil. That helps a lot." I turned back to my closet, picking out a green linen shirt with a darker pair of trousers. I pulled on the clothes with Gilbert's help and grabbed a dark green jacket, pulling it on before standing in front of my mirror. I shrugged at my reflection, looking at myself in all the possible angles. Green wasn't much of my color, but I wasn't going to argue about that if it was to help impress the visiting prince. Yanking on my boots, I left my room with Gilbert at my side. He must have gotten dressed quickly for his hair was messy and it look liked his clothes were from the previous day. I didn't comment on them and continued on my way to the dining hall. My parents were already there, waiting for me to arrive. I bowed my head at them before making my way to my seat. I noticed that the other five princes were also seated at the table and they all seemed to be waiting on me. A soft blush rose up my cheeks as I realized that, sitting down quickly at my Father's left. With a nod of his head, servants began to bring out different foods to the banquet table, serving all of us with an assortment of breakfast foods. "I hope our cuisine is suitable to all of you." My Father's voice bellowed across the table. All the princes mumbled their satisfied praise to him as they began to eat our food. I watched Octavius and Sol from the corner of my eyes, eating my food delicately. They were both so handsome that I was torn between the two of them. Sure, the other princes had some good qualities about them. But these two were different. They were charming and beautiful and seemed just as excited as I was. After breakfast was dismissed, my Father asked for Octavius to stay behind. The other princes looked around at each other before leaving us. My mother stood up as well and left the room with a bowed head. I looked to my Father as Octavius approached us. "Yes, your Majesty? What seems to be the problem?" Octavius asked. His voice was smooth and warm. I looked him over briefly before looking at my Father. He was standing up now and he nodded his mighty head towards me. "I want you to accompany my son for the day. I want you to get to know him before the ceremony tonight. Become friends with my son. It should make things more interesting tonight." My Father told him. I felt a blush overcome me again at the thought of sleeping with the prince, my eyes darting to the ground. "Yes, of course, your Majesty." The Prince of Nubal said, bowing to my Father. He nodded his head to the both of us before turning and leaving us. Now it was only the two of us alone in the banquet hall. I glanced at him nervously, holding my hands in front of me. I could feel his eyes look over me, noticing a smile spreading on his face. I looked at him full on, my face full of curiosity. "May I ask what you are smiling about?" I asked him. His smile faded only a little bit as he took a step closer to me. "I just think that you look ravishing in green." He said. His voice was quiet and seductive. His eyes seemed to bore into me, wanting to learn all of my dirty little secrets. My blush deepened and a gentle giggle escaped my lips. I covered my mouth with a hand as I looked away from him, still smiling behind my fingers. "W-well thank you, Prince Octavius. So do you." I told him, looking at him from the corner of my eyes. His smile broadened and his eyes glowed with amusement. We both turned and left the banquet hall, chatting quietly amongst ourselves. I slowly led him to the gardens, asking him different kinds of questions about his life and his home. He seemed to be very kind and patient with me. I could feel my fondness for him start to grow. As we continued to talk in the gardens, the sun slowly reached its peak in the sky before slowly making its way back down to the horizon. Hours of talking had passed by us as we became better acquainted with each other. But soon enough dusk had approached and we had to bid each other farewell. "Good bye, Prince Darrel. I will see you soon." Octavius said as he bowed to me. He gently took my hand and pecked a kiss onto the back of it, making me blush fiercely and suppress a bout of giggles. "O-okay, Prince Octavius. I look forward to my night with you." I told him quietly, giving him a toothy grin before turning on my heel and heading back inside. I know he stood there for a few moments watching me before he left the gardens and returned to his own room. Night was quickly approaching and I had to get ready... Chapter Five I paced about my room, waiting for Octavius to arrive. My parents had already come by to wish me luck before going off to bed themselves. I bit my lip nervously, glancing at the time. He should be at my door at any moment now. The wait was killing me. I was nervous, excited, scared... I was a bundle of emotions and I felt as if I would explode. Then a quiet knock sounded at my door. It was soft and gentle, quite respectful. I stopped in my pacing and stared at the oak doors. It was finally time for it. I must have been staring for a few moments for the knock came again, this time a little louder. I quickly walked over and opened the door, smiling softly at Octavius. He returned the smile, bowing his head at me. "Forgive me for my tardiness, Prince Darrel. I got caught up in some other business." He quickly explained. He must have run to my room for he was sweating slightly and sounded out of breath. I shook my head at him and showed him into my room. "You don't have to apologize, Prince Octavius. Please do come in." I told him, stepping out of the doorway. He bowed again before stepping into my room, closing the door behind himself. I quietly put the lock in place. I didn't want anyone to disturb us tonight, not even Gilbert. I turned to face the prince and saw that his back was facing me and he was slowly taking off his shirt. I bit my lip softly as my eyes traced the muscles on his back and his shoulders. My heart jumped slightly at the sight of his bare arms, his muscles were eye catching and delectable. I felt a faint blush coming to my cheeks as my eyes slid down his back and over his rear. It was cute and round, but it wasn't like Gilbert's. It was more in the shape of a true man's and I could have it all to myself. Octavius turned to face me, noticing that I was eyeing him up. My blush deepened and I quickly looked away. "Well, um, I guess we should get started, huh?" I glanced at him from the corner of my eye and he nodded. "Yes, my Prince, I think we should." Octavius said softly. He stepped forward and gently took my chin in his hand. It was warm against my skin as he moved my face to look at his. My eyes shot open as he leaned down to kiss me. I hesitated for a moment before leaning up and meeting his lips. His pink lips were so sweet against mine, so were warm and delicate. I couldn't help but moan as we kissed, wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt his thick arms wrap around my waist, pressing his body against mine. I shivered lightly before kissing again, deepening the kiss and parting my lips a bit. Octavius immediately slid his tongue into my mouth, licking at my tongue. A moan escaped my mouth as we licked at each other's tongues. My eyes fluttered closed. I relaxed in his arms as his hands slowly slid down my back and onto my ass. I jumped slightly when he squeezed but moaned at the second squeeze and pressed back into his hands. I released myself from his kiss and quickly kissed across his face. My fingers curled in his hair as I kissed down his neck. I could faintly feel soft stubble against my lips. I smiled at the sensation, slowly licking back up the side of his neck. I felt him shiver before he leaned down and kissed at my ear. "I want more, Darrel... So much more." He whispered seductively in my ear. I blushed deeply and looked up at him. His eyes darted down at the lump in his trousers and I nodded slowly. Cautiously kneeling down in front of him, I was eye level with the lump. My own cock throbbed at the sight of it. It looked like it was a decent size, just a little longer than my own. Reaching up, I slowly rubbed over the outline of it, hearing Octavius groan in response. I grinned, rubbing faster. I did this for a moment longer before undoing his pants and pulling them down, noting that he wasn't wearing any underwear. His cock jumped out at me, bouncing freely in the air as it waved at me to touch it. It was much bigger than my own and my mouth watered at the sight of it. I had no idea what had overcome me but I couldn't help myself as I leaned forward and kissed over it. Octavius moaned quietly in pleasure as I kissed and licked along the length of it. It wasn't long before I took his member in my mouth and slowly sucked on it, bobbing my head along his shaft. I couldn't fit all of it at once, but it was still enough to make me moan. I sucked slow and hard on his cock while I reached up and held it at its base with my hand. I continued to suck on it as his hands enclosed on the back of my head, guiding me along its length. After a few minutes, I reached down with my free hand began to rub over my own stiff cock, groaning around his member. Octavius moaned in response as I sucked faster on his cock. I rubbed hard and slow over my own cock, feeling it leaking at the top. Sliding off my pants, my cock freely waved in the air as I swallowed more of Octvaius' member, closing my eyes. He gently thrust into my mouth as I sucked faster and harder, licking around the top of it while I sucked. "Mmm... That's really good..." He murmured softly. I glanced up at him to see his head tilted back as I rubbed faster over my own member. I closed my eyes again and sucked as fast as I could, feeling him thrust faster into my mouth. His grip tightened on my hair as he groaned loudly and came into my mouth. I gasped around his cock and quickly pulled away, coughing as I swallowed half of his load. I spat out the rest of it onto the ground, wiping my mouth. I looked up at Octavius' flushed face, his eyes glazed over with lust. "S-sorry, Prince. It was just too good to stop." He said in a husky voice. I shivered at the lust covering his words. I only grinned and shook my head. "It's okay, my Prince. Would you care to finish me off?" I stood and stepped out of my pants. Octavius quickly nodded and stood behind me. "I would love to, Darrel." He wrapped an around my waist as his other hand wrapped around my cock, rubbing slow and hard. I gripped his warm arm as he slowly pumped my member with his large, warm hand. I groaned quietly and closed my eyes. It felt amazing when he touched me and I wanted more of it. I thrust gently into his hand, feeling it pump faster and harder. I gripped his arm tighter and groaned louder, pressing back against his body. I felt his cock poke against the side of my ass as he began to harden again. Two more times for him. And for me, as well. I concentrated on his hand as he pumped me fast and hard, pleasure overcoming my entire body. Finally my release came. With a loud groan and a hard thrust into his hand, I released my load of hot cum over his hand and onto the floor, gripping his arms tightly. I relaxed back against him as I panted hard; my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he gently pumped my cock. I felt him lightly kiss over the side of my neck as I began to slowly harden again. "Ready for round two, my Prince?" He whispered against my ear. I trembled and nodded slowly, carefully pulling away from his arms. I walked over to my closet and grabbed the basket that Gilbert gave me, holding it out to Octavius. "Go ahead and choose one." I grinned slightly at him as he nodded and searched through the basket, retrieving the lemon flavored lubricant. "Nice choice, my Prince." I set down the basket before taking the bottle of lube and leading Octavius to my bed. I lay down in the middle of the bed on my back, propping myself up against my pillows. I spread my legs wide as he sat between them, his eyes hungrily taking in my form. I shivered under his stare, returning the look as I drank in his form. I watched as Octavius opened the lube and spread it over his two fingers before pressing it against my entrance. He looked at me for permission and I nodded, relaxing my body for him. He slowly slid in his fingers, carefully fingering me. I groaned quietly at how gentle he was, focusing on his two fingers. I felt him continue to push them in and out, spreading them slightly as he pushed them in deeper. I gasped and groaned, gripping the blankets loosely. He spread his fingers wider, twisting them as he went. I groaned louder and bucked my hips against his fingers, feeling them slide in past the second knuckle. As if on instinct, Octavius curled his fingers inside me and pressed them up. I felt a wave of intense pleasure and my cock jumped awake. A soft scream of surprise and pleasure escaped my lips as he pressed hard against the spot, my hands reaching up and gripping his shoulders. "W-what is that...?" I stammered, panting hard as I looked at him. He only grinned and pressed against the spot again. This time my body couldn't handle it and my cock spurted with cum once again. Octavius grinned, leaning forward and kissing my lips. "Great job, Darrel. Now it's my turn." He said softly. I only nodded and panted hard as he slowly withdrew his fingers and rubbed the lube over his cock. "Want to suck me off one more time before we do it? Or do you want to do it twice?" He asked me quietly. I blushed at the thought of both ideas but I knew my cheeks were already red from the orgasms. "Y-you can do me twice." I said with a soft grin. Octavius grinned back as he leaned forward and placed his hands on the headboard of the bed. He pressed his cock against my entrance and he looked at me. "Ready, Darrel?" I wrapped my arms around his neck and nodded slowly, wrapping my legs around his waist. Octavius nodded back before thrusting gently into my entrance, entering me with a soft pop. I gasped and groaned quietly, pushing my face into his neck as he began thrusting slowly and softly into me. I could feel him gently kiss the side of my neck and shoulder as the thrusts remained slow and gentle. Keeping my body relaxed, I eventually thrust back against his cock. He groaned against my neck, his thrusts picking up in speed. I groaned louder, feeling his cock start to slide deeper into me with each thrust. Gripping his back, I pushed my ass back against his cock, feeling it slide against the spot from earlier. A soft scream escaped my lips as I scratched down his arms, my body trembling hard in pleasure. A loud whine followed after the scream, my body begging for more as he thrust faster and harder against the spot. I leaned up and quickly kissed over his neck, groaning again. "P-please don't stop... It feels so good, Octavius..." I muttered against his skin, nipping at his neck and jaw. He responded by thrusting as fast and hard as he could, his cock ramming hard into the spot. I arched my body up against his and screamed loudly in pleasure, cum shooting over my body as my muscles tensed around his member. Octavius himself groaned loudly beside my ear and came deep inside me, filling me with his hot cum. I trembled hard, clinging tightly to him as I panted loudly. "Oh gods, that w-was fantastic..." I stammered quietly, slowly letting go of Octavius as he pulled out of me. My body still trembled as the other prince cleaned both of us up. He laid down next me when he finished, wrapping his arms around me. "You are in no shape to be done again. So I thought you could just use your hand instead." He said softly. I nodded slowly and kissed over his chest as I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock. He groaned softly, his member being extra sensitive after having two orgasms already. I rubbed slow and hard over his cock as I kissed and licked at his nipples. They were nice and erect with excitement, making them quite kissable. I sucked softly on one as I wrapped my other hand his cock, rubbing slightly faster with both hands. His hold on my body tightened as pleasure racked his body. His groans filled the air as I pumped his member faster and harder. I increased my grip on his cock, feeling it pulse as I rubbed as quickly as I could. It wasn't long before Octavius was clutching me and groaning loudly. He soon came over my hands, making them slick with his white, hot liquid. I rubbed slowly over his cock before letting go of it, licking his cum off of my hands. I grabbed the towel from earlier and cleaned him off before tossing it onto the floor. I then nuzzled up against him and he held me close against his body. His warm hands rubbed over my back and his breath softly hummed by my ear. I grinned and closed my eyes, thanking him quietly before slipping into a deep sleep. Chapter Six I awoke the next day to Gilbert's gentle voice calling to me. I slowly opened my eyes and groaned quietly. My body ached and it hurt everywhere. I pushed myself up and sat in my bed, looking around the room. Gilbert had already opened the curtains and had set out my outfit for the day. All that was left was getting me out of bed. "Good morning, my Prince." He said with a sly grin. "How was your night with Prince Octavius?" I grinned a cheekily at his question as I flopped back against my pillows. "Oh, Gilbert, it was fantastic. He was so passionate and loving. The whole thing was hot and I can't believe I did it with him." I grinned as I thought back to the memory, trembling slightly. Gilbert watched me with a wide smile. "What all did you two do? Did you meet the requirement?" I nodded as I sat back up, looking at him. "Oh yes, we met it easily. Everything with him was so easy that I would've done it five times if he hadn't had stopped me at three." I told him the rest of what had gone on the night before, giggling here and there when it was appropriate. But soon the reminiscing came to an end as breakfast was coming up, and I had to get as much energy as possible. I clambered out of bed, wincing slightly as I pulled on a pair of tight black trousers and a black shirt that was opened up in the front. I clipped on a black cloak along with it and grinned at myself in the mirror. This was among one of my favorite outfits. I put on my black knee high boots before making my way to the banquet hall. My parents were already there but the rest of the princes had not yet arrived. I sat down at my Father's left and waited as the other princes began to slowly file in. The last one to arrive was Octavius. He looked excited to see me, but he also looked exhausted. I waved shyly to him from my spot as the servants brought out food to everyone. Today the food was different than it usually was. This time it was food native to Octavius' planet. "In light of last night's event, we have decided to serve cuisine that you must easily recognize, Prince Octavius. I hope that my cooks have done well at recreating some familiar dishes for everyone." My Father bellowed across the table. Octavius smiled and dipped his head at him. Five Nights "Thank you, your Majesty. Everything looks like it was shipped right from home." He said politely. Everyone then dug into the food. It was different but it tasted fantastic. The table was quiet as everyone ate. After each person had finished, the five princes stood and dismissed themselves from the hall. Soon my Mother left and it was just my Father and I. I turned to look at him, keeping my voice low. "If I may Father, why did you not ask Allus to stay behind and accompany like you did with Octavius?" I asked him. My Father turned his mighty head towards me and he spoke back in a patient tone. "Because, my son, Allus is a mighty warrior and doesn't comfort himself with fickle conversation. He asked me yesterday if it was necessary and I told him that it was not. Why? Does that bother you, my son?" He asked me in return. I quickly shook my head. Out of all of the princes, he was the one I was not looking forward to, though I knew it was necessary to be with him for the night. "No, Father, it doesn't. I was just curious, is all. Thank you for telling me." I bowed my head before leaving the banquet hall, returning to my room to wait for the night to come. I did not look forward to it at all... Chapter Seven It wasn't long until night fell upon the castle. I was washed and ready for the coming activities. Gilbert and I had already gone over everything that I should do with the next prince and I was ready for him. After my parents came by to wish me a good night and the best of luck, I knew it wouldn't be long before Allus arrived at my door. I was wearing my black trousers and I was pacing about the room when he came knocking. I sucked in a deep breath and answered the door, smiling genuinely at the pale prince as he stood in the doorway. He bowed his bald head to me and grumbled a greeting. I stepped aside and allowed him in. "I will cut to the chase, I do not speak much. I will not court you with words but with my actions. I hope this does not dissuade you from choosing me." He said in his chilling voice. I quickly shook my head. "No, each one of you has different cultures and traditions and I won't let a few differences change my mind. All of the princes, including you, have a fair chance of being chosen. So I won't let this get in the way of my choice in the end." I told him. I was rewarded with a soft smile and another bow of the head. I grinned slightly and stepped forward, leaning up and kissing his thin lips softly. Allus returned the kiss, holding the sides of my face with his surprisingly warm hands. I closed my eyes and melted into the kiss, opening my lips slightly. The pale prince tentatively licked into my mouth, as if it was his first time with another person. I stayed patient as his tongue probed around the inside of my mouth, moaning softly as it slid over my own. I pressed my body up against his as his tongue probed deeper into my mouth. I licked back at his tongue as I reached up and slowly took off his black cloak. I heard it fall to the floor before I began helping to tug off his shirt. He had no nipples, which disturbed me slightly, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. I softly kissed at his chest and slid my hands over his large biceps. His warm hands rubbed over my back and I slowly kissed my way down his abdomen and soon found myself on my knees before him. Without a word, he removed his pants and revealed his cock to me. It was so white that it seemed to glow with its own light. I held back a giggle as I wrapped my hand around it and rubbed over it gently. It was about the size of mine, which was probably about eight inches or so. I leaned up and carefully took his cock in my mouth. Sucking softly on the top of it, I rubbed over the rest of it. Allus groaned quietly and his hands pushed through my hair as I sucked softly. I was soon bobbing my head along the length of it as sucked up half of it and rubbed the rest quickly. Another groan escaped his lips as he thrust into my mouth. I sucked harder on his member as he thrust faster into my mouth. He tapped the side of my head to signal he was close. I nodded and leaned back, opening my mouth wide as I quickly rubbed over the rest of his cock. It was only a few seconds before cum shot out of his cock and showered my face. I continued to rub as I tried to catch as much cum as I could in my mouth. Once he was finished, I gulped down what I caught before licking up the rest. He moaned quietly and stroked my face gently. I leaned into his hand before standing up, gesturing towards my own stiff cock. It was plain to see even with my trousers covering it. Allus grinned and pointed at the bed, gesturing for me to bend over the side of it. I bit my lip softly but did as he instructed. I flaunted my ass as I bent myself over the bed. It wasn't long until I felt his hands on my lower back, his fingers hooking under the edge of my trousers and yanking them down. I stepped out of my pants and kicked them aside before spreading my legs wide for him. I glanced back over my shoulder to see him lean over and gently kiss my ass. I blushed deeply and gripped the bed loosely. I had a naturally hairless ass and Allus was taking advantage of that. He softly kissed over my cheeks before I felt his tongue dart over my entrance. I groaned and shivered, laying my head on the bed and closing my eyes. His tongue traced over my entrance and slowly probed its way in. I groaned louder and gripped the blankets, feeling his hand wrap around my hard cock and pump it quickly. I pushed my ass back as he forced his tongue deeper into me, feeling it expand and fill me up. It was like he could control his muscles. His tongue slithered deeper into me before it found the spot. It was soon caressing and pressing against the spot, soliciting whines of pleasure from my lips. I whined and whimpered as he rubbed faster and licked harder against the area. I felt my legs tremble in pleasure as he pressed as hard as he could with his tongue, evoking a scream from my throat as cum sprayed out from my cock and onto the floor. I could feel Allus grin as his tongue slowly slithered out of me and he stood up straight behind me. I trembled in front of him as his hands rubbed over my back, his lips peppering my skin with gentle kisses. His cock poked at my cheeks as he leaned over me, his hand wrapped around my cock again. He was rubbing fast this time and it wasn't long before I was moaning loudly and thrusting fast into his hand. It felt so good to feel his hand around my cock and his cock on my ass. I loved the feeling and I grinded back against his cock. This evoked a groan from Allus, making him rub my cock as fast as he could. I groaned loudly and grunted as I came over his hand and onto the floor again. I trembled hard as he let go of my cock, this time his hands latching onto my hips. I knew what he was up to this time. I shook my ass at him with a grin, spreading my legs wide. I could feel his cock bouncing between my cheeks and I couldn't wait for him to be inside me. Allus could sense this and he pressed his cock against my entrance. I pushed back against his member, feeling the top of it start to push into me. With a quick thrust, his cock slid into me completely and made me groan loudly. Allus began thrusting slow and hard into me, and I groaned at each thrust. His cock filled me up nicely and I loved the feeling that it gave me. Pressing back against him, his cock plunged deeper into my body, pressing against the spot. I gasped and groaned loudly. He thrust against the spot again, making me arch my back and groan loudly. My cock jumped awake as the sensations tingled through my body. It felt amazing and I wanted so much more. I thrust back against him, matching his thrusts. Our groans filled the air as we both thrust faster into each other. His fingers dug into my skin as he brought my hips closer. His cock thrust harder against the spot, bringing me to the edge of my orgasm. I tensed my muscles as he thrust hard one final time before his cock exploded with cum inside me. It was enough to set me off. I screamed softly in pleasure and came all over the bed and floor, my legs about to give out. Allus held me up as he slowly slid out of my ass, his cock still dripping with cum. I fell to my knees on the floor, panting hard as I looked up at Allus. He was cleaning himself off with the towel before helping me up and cleaning me off. The pale man then proceeded to hold up his index finger. He had just one time left. I nodded and grabbed his cock, wrapping both of my hands around as I rubbed fast and hard. He shook his head and pushed down on my head. I sighed and got back down on my knees, opening my mouth. He quickly placed his cock in my mouth and he began to thrust slow and hard. Wrapping my lips around it, I sucked along with his thrusts, closing my eyes. His groans soon filled the air as I sucked harder on his cock. His hands pressed down on the back of my head, forcing me to take more of it. I grumbled before taking as much as I could, my nose practically pressing against his skin. I sucked fast and hard, reaching up and massaging his balls. He stood still as I sucked as fast as I could, closing my eyes as I felt his cock pulse and throb inside my mouth. Seconds later, his cum squirted over my tongue and down my throat. I sucked softer as I slowly slid his cock out of my mouth, kissing over the top of it before standing up. He gave me a satisfied grin before pointing at the bed. I nodded and crawled onto the bed, laying down on it. Allus soon joined me and held me close in his arms. I nuzzled against him and closed my eyes. It wasn't long before I fell into a comfortable sleep with him... Chapter Eight I awoke to an empty bed, sighing softly. Gilbert hadn't come in yet, so I assumed it was still early in the morning. I sat up in my bed, thinking about the night I had with Allus. There was no way that I would be able to choose him. Sure, it was fun while it lasted but he was warrior and we were just too different. Octavius, however, had a better chance than most of the other princes. He and Sol were both at the top of my list. A gentle smile tweaked at my lips as I thought of my night with Octavius. It was hot and passionate the entire time and I felt something with him. Now him I could see being with for a long time. But then Sol kept popping into my mind and I had no idea who I would want to choose. I sighed and rubbed my eyes before lying back down. I still had time to sleep and it seemed like I needed it. Closing my eyes, I thought of the next prince I was to be with. Flores was next. Though he seemed cute and such, there was something about him that made me uneasy. However, I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I shrugged drowsily and my mind slowly drifted off to sleep. I woke up what seemed like minutes later, Gilbert's careful hands shaking my shoulder. His soft voice whispered to me to wake up, my eyes fluttering up. I rolled over onto my back and yawned loudly, stretching out on the mattress. Gilbert took a step back and waited for me to finish. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes, looking at him groggily. "Good morning, Gilbert." I said softly, my voice hoarse with sleep. He bowed his head and helped me out of bed. "Good morning, my Prince. How are you feeling today?" He asked quietly. I looked at him with a pained look. "Sore... I'm sore everywhere..." And I was. My entire body ached, especially below the waist. Gilbert flushed slightly in the cheeks and smiled at me, rubbing his hand over my arm. "Want me to bring you some herbal tea and muscle relaxer, Prince?" He asked me softly. I looked at him and gave him a soft smile before shaking my head. "No thank you. It'll just start all over again tonight." I told him. He nodded but cleared his throat. I stared at him so that he could continue. "There has actually been a bit of problem with your schedule." Gilbert spoke quietly, staring at me the whole time. "Flores had to return to his planet last night for there was some sort of political uprising. So he will not be courting you tonight. But now you have a choice: You can either start the day with the next prince or you can use this day to relax and get ready for tomorrow." He explained to me. I waited patiently as he spoke. But I already knew my answer before he gave me my options. "I'll take the day to rest, most definitely." I told him before flopping back onto the bed, groaning softly as I rubbed at my eyes. I felt the bed move slightly as Gilbert sat down next to me and rubbed over my arm softly. "Would like me to massage your body, my Prince?" He asked me quietly. I grinned and opened my eyes, looking at him. "Oh yes, please do. Go and fetch the massaging oil and you can do it here on my bed." I told him, sitting up slowly. He nodded and got off the bed before walking to the vanity and grabbing the oil. I stripped off my clothes as he walked back towards the bed. I then lay down on my stomach, stretching out on the comfortable mattress. I closed my eyes as I felt him climb onto the bed. His thin legs straddled my own as I relaxed against the bed. Letting out a soft sigh, I rested my hands under my head, hearing him open the bottle of oil. He told me it may be cold before squirting some onto my back. I winced slightly and giggled quietly, squirming a little under him. "It's cold." I told him, glancing back at him. He gave me a soft grin as he dropped the bottle and began to smear the oil into my skin. "I did warn you, my Prince." He told me. I smiled softly before closing my eyes again, relaxing under his hands as he began to knead my muscles like dough. I groaned quietly, relaxing more against the bed. I could feel him lean slightly over my body as his hands massaged the base of my neck with careful fingers. I shivered slightly at his touch and arched my back against his hands. It felt good to finally release the tension from the past two nights. I let out another airy sigh before slowly drifting to sleep, thinking about the next two days. I awoke later that day, looking around in confusion. I was still sleeping on my stomach and my back didn't ache as much as it had earlier. I slowly moved to a sitting position, stretching my arms up above my head. I let out a loud yawn before looking around the room, seeing that Gilbert had left. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes before climbing out of bed and walking to my closet. I could tell by looking out the window that half the day had passed already. I didn't need to get dressed up so I grabbed my black silk pants with my matching linen shirt. I heard a soft knock on the door as I slipped my clothes on. I waited until I was fully dressed before summoning the knocker into my room. I glanced back to see it was my mother. I smiled softly at her and turned to face her. I bowed my head before walking over to her. "Hello, Mother." I said to her, embracing her. She returned the embrace and pecked a kiss on my cheek. "Hello, my dear son." She said to me, stroking my cheek tenderly. "I just wanted to check on you. You've been hiding most of the day. The other princes were asking about you." My mother told me with a easy smile. I blushed slightly and tried to hide my own smile. "Really? And which princes would that be?" I asked her. I had a feeling that I already knew. "Why, it was Prince Sol and Prince Octavius asking about you. In fact, they both requested your audience tonight if you had no other activities planned." My mother told me. I stared at her wide eyed and she nodded. "Yes, but of course, you can only choose one of them. Prince Octavius asked you to meet him in the Great Hall while Prince Sol asked you to meet him in the Gardens. If you choose Prince Sol, you will still see him tomorrow night." She explained to me before kissing my cheek again. "Choose with your heart, my son." She then turned and left my room, closing the door behind her. I gnawed softly on my lip, turning and staring at the floor. They both wanted to see me, but who to choose. They both held my fancy that was for certain. Prince Octavius was certainly lovely and charming, but there was something about Sol that I couldn't take my mind off of. He just seemed so exotic, so beautiful. He had an almost unnatural beauty about him. I sighed and looked at the door. "Gilbert! I require your assistance!" I shouted at the door, pacing about my room. It took only a few minutes before he was at my door. He bowed at me from the doorway before closing the door behind him. "Yes, my Prince?" He asked me. I stopped my pacing and stared at him. "Gilbert, I need your help with something." I told him. He nodded his head for me to continue. I took in a deep breath before explaining my situation about choosing between Prince Octavius and Prince Sol. He nodded his head slowly when I finished, rubbing his small hand over his chin. "Well, which Prince would you like to see, your Highness? I know that you like Prince Octavius but I have a feeling that you'd rather see Prince Sol, wouldn't you?" He said to me, staring at me as he stopped his pacing. I bit my lip softly and nodded slowly. He was right. I did want to see Prince Sol more than anything in the world. "Then go and see him, my Prince. This is a competition and both Princes are going to try and woo you. But this is your choice and yours alone. If you want to be with Prince Sol, then go to the Garden and see him. Make him yours, your Highness." He told me, staring at me seriously. I took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes, of course. Thank you, Gilbert." I walked over to him and hugged him before running out of my room and towards the Garden. It took me only a few minutes to get there, but by the time I reached the Garden, I was panting and had worked up a sweat. I quickly scanned the area as I tried to catch my breath. There he was. I could see him seated by the fountain in the center of the Garden. I took a deep breath to steady my breathing before smoothing out my clothes and slowly making my way over to him. I gave him a bright smile as I approached him, receiving a toothy grin in return. He quickly stood up and bowed his head deeply at me. "Hello, Prince Darrel. I'm so glad you came to see me." He said to me in his mesmerizing voice. He gently took my hand in his before kissing the back of it. I blushed deeply and suppressed a giggle, smiling widely at him. "I am, too, Prince Sol." I said to him before sitting on the fountain's edge. He sat down on the bench across from me, watching me with those intense brown eyes. "Why is that you wanted to see me, my Prince?" I asked him, tilting my head slightly. He shrugged and relaxed back on the bench. "I just thought that perhaps I could speak with you a day early if you were not busy. If you have more urgent manners, I don't mind waiting one more day." He told me. Prince Octavius came to my mind for a moment but I shook my head. "No, I have nothing else planned for the day." I told him, giving him a gentle smile. He returned the smile, reaching out and squeezing my knee lightly. "That's good to hear. Maybe I could keep your company all night." He said with a sly grin. I felt my cheeks flush slightly. "Well, maybe. But on one condition." I told him, giving him my own sly grin. He raised an eye brow at me. "Oh? And what is that, my lovely Prince?" He asked me. I blushed slightly before leaning forward and whispering quietly by his ear. "You have to spend your night with me here in the Garden." I told him, grinning from ear to ear. He flushed slightly himself but he had his own toothy grin. "Tsk, tsk, Prince Darrel. You have a very naughty mind." He told me before leaning forward on the bench. "I love it." Chapter Nine I fell back into the flowers and grinned as he fell over top of me. His lips kissed over my face, making me groan quietly. His lips were so soft and tender against my skin; I wanted them to kiss me everywhere. I wrapped my arms around his neck and curled my fingers into his sandy brown hair, kissing at his pointed ears. He moaned softly before he sucked on the side of my neck. I closed my eyes and groaned, relaxing back against the flowers as his lips tugged delicately on my skin. I softly blew over his ear as I slid my hands down his back, feeling him shiver under my touch.