Lord Laywood Gets Pimped Out

“THREE CHEERS FOR THE PRINCE!” the large man yelled out, clinking his pint of beer against Eden’s glass of plum wine. Eden’s red cheeks and glossy eyes betrayed how drunk he was to everyone in the room. The man who got him drunk seemed nice enough: a well-meaning man with rosy cheeks and a wonderful smile. 

“Here, here!” Eden yelled in his loudest voice. He was on his tippy toes to try and get closer to the height of the other men who surrounded him in the crowded tavern. He felt so small sometimes, dwarfed by even the leanest of true men. His cheer sounded like a little squeak. 

“Let’s get the prince one more round,” the rosy-cheeked man bellowed in the general direction of the bartender. On Eden’s royal tab, the bar tender obliged quickly,, and Eden had drink after drink…

Eden accidentally dropped a pint glass that was too big for his hands, and unconsciously bent all the way over to pick up the pieces and attempt to mop up the mess with a nearby rag. Beer had gotten all over the men’s shoes and their pants too.

Suddenly, the crowd of men surrounding the prince drew in tighter, and their eyes contained another desire besides the innocent debauchery of getting drunk with a member of the royal family.

By now, all the men involved had seen Eden’s tight almost sheer pants, which displayed his hot, thick, juicy ass, practically begging to be groped, manhandled, and spanked raw.

They could all see his big, hard nipples through his brown knit top that was just one size too small (courtesy of his father). Eden’s body reeked of sexual confusion and frustration. His hips and waist moved too loosely for a real man. His chest puffed out too much to really seriously say no to any wandering hand.

The rosy-cheeked smile suddenly grabbed a handful of Eden’s ass and pulled him closer. It was a surprise to Eden, who, up until now, just wanted to get drunk and have a good time. He yelped when the man groped his ass, though he didn’t do much to stop it.

“Hey! What?” Eden managed to get out before he noticed that the expressions of the men around him had darkened. The group now surrounded him. Everyone looked down on him and the man who used to have rosy-cheeks looked hungry. He was about 6’4 with a brown-red beard that was trimmed almost to the skin. Eden couldn’t help himself from unconsciously guessing what the beard would feel like against his soft neck.

“Looks like this prince has had too much to drink, eh boys?” said the man with the hungry eyes.

“I suppose he can’t really handle his liquor, can he?”

“Can you?” the man said directly to Eden while his hand continued to grope Eden’s ass, his fingers inching towards Eden’s quivering pink hole.

“I have to go…” Eden whimpered out, pushing his way through the crowd of men, worried where the night would take him if he stayed.

Eden practically ran to the bathroom and immediately splashed water over his face, trying to forget the turn the night had taken, but feeling his tiny hard cock leaking through his underwear, telling him he should go back out there. 

For better or worse, the decision was made for him as all six men from the tavern followed him into the bathroom, surrounding him once again.

“We just didn’t want anyone to come in here and try to take advantage of you while you’re in this state.”

“You know, when you’re in this state of being a drunk slut who needs real men to fill his slutty pussy.”

“This state where you need multiple loads to feel satisfied.”

The hungry-eyed man walked up behind Eden and pressed his whole body against Eden’s back. Eden could feel his huge 9” cock pressing against his ass crack. It took all his strength not to push back against that thick amazing cock. Especially when the man started to lick the inside of his ear, periodically taking a break to call him “faggot” “slut” “whore” “daddy’s good boy.”

Eden whimpered, “Please Don’t, Sir.”

He made a move to leave, and the hungry-eyed man put his arm around his neck, twisting him towards the rest of the men. The man spread his legs open by kicking one of them to the side.

“Let’s show this prince what we do with drunk sluts who wander into this tavern, boys.”