The King and his Conquests

My best friend is the king. It's not everyone who can say that. I count myself lucky.

My name is Georg Ban Rathigan (Georg, son of the Rathigans). My legacy and the legacy of my family has been to serve as the King's Advisors. I've been trained in the skills that would support the prince, now King, Ultram Ban Mediocres. However, me and Ult had quickly formed a bond of brotherhood growing up together. Even now as an adult, he's my closest friend - which is why I know where he's snuck off to rest for a bit. There's a spring on the grounds we used to play in a kids. There's a secluded area around it which few visit. 

Sure enough, I see my king lounging in the grass, feet bare and dipped in the water. The silk of his robes drapes across his broad chest looking painted on in how it hugs him. His long hair is splayed out above him in a messy tangle beside his crown. 

"My liege, it would behoove you to not send the palace into an uproar every time you have to take a break."

"I know, but the urge to go off on my own is too strong. Everyday, I try to resist the siren-like allure of freedom and some days, I'm too weak."

"My condolences."

"Pah! You're no fun today."

I'm pretty sure I know what's wrong.

"Ult. Talk to me."

"...it's been 6 months already."

I sit down beside the king. It's been 6 months since the untimely passing of his father. Ult is only 22 years old and the weight of the kingdom has fallen onto his shoulders before he was ready. To have a stage of your life ripped away so abruptly, I can't blame him. But right now, he doesn't need his advisor. He needs his friend.

"I miss him."

"Me too."

"Do you think Dad would be disappointed in me? I feel like I'm playing pretend with everyone's lives in my hands."

"Your dad told me once that all adults feel like they're faking their way through life, including him."

"But he had years to learn more before he was crowned. It's like I'm playing catch up while juggling the kingdom and everything."

"All we can do is our best. And don't forget, we share the weight. You've got my back, I've got yours. Now and forever."

"...thanks Georg."

"Ready to return to work?"

"But I'm still so stressed! Help me out Georg."

"You're insatiable."

"Like you don't love it."

Ult cups my groin in his hand and brings his mouth to mine. Our friendship turned less platonic during puberty while we were both figuring out we were into men. And once he told me, I told him. The two of us share a secret from the rest of the world.

My king is a cock whore.

"Mmm, nice and hard~"

He frees my erection from my robe as I lay on the ground next to him. Ult goes to kiss my chest, my stomach, my navel, my thigh.

"What are you doing, my king? Get your mouth to work on my cock."

Not giving him a choice, I force his head onto my prick and begin to bounce him against my belt. When he starts to pull away, I force my prick down his throat. He loves being played with roughly. Lately, the king has been insatiable. I have him suck me off each morning, but he still comes back for more cock. 

"That's right. Don't think about your mouth getting tired or you neck getting sore. Just focus on keeping me happy. Nothing but my pleasure matters."

I feel my balls tightening as he sucks and moves. I lay back and start smoking while Ult makes himself gag on my cock. It's a slow, drawn out blowjob too. He keeps me right on the edge of release and I can ride the waves of pleasure at my leisure.

"A smoke for me and a cock for you. Imagine if everyone could you see you sucking off your best friend. Maybe I'll bring some people to watch next time. How do you like that idea?"

He answers by gasping for air. The sight of him panting over my cock does it for me. Without any warning, I root him to my crotch as his warm throat gets wave after wave of cum.

"Fuck, Your Majesty."

My cock keeps jumping, sending a new blast of spanking down his throat. I love finishing inside of Ult, making him swallow down my spunk. It's ecstasy to finish inside someone... That's my last thought as I enter a post sex haze of thoughtlessness.

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"Good boy."

"Was the enough fun for a break? Are you ready to head back?"

"There goes the afterglow."

"Someone will find our mini oasis if you don't turn up."

"Sigh. Fiiiiiine."

"Love you Ult."

"Love you too."

I'm the King's advisor, best friend, and lover. Life is good for all its constant changes. Now if he could stop hounding after even more dick, I might be able to get him to resemble a proper monarch.

Until then, I hope Ult enjoys his conquests.