Magic in the garden
The sound of the doors closing echoed through the throne room. Everyone stopped mingling and turned their attention toward the doors and Leighton. The young man felt himself turn red with anger and frustration. The royal guards quickly sprang into action. Leighton stormed off towards the French doors off to the side that led into the garden. The moment he stepped into the garden, the cool air rested upon his hot face. He sighed and tried to allow his body the needed time to relax.
Prince Zephyr kept his eyes on Leighton that entire time. He couldn’t bear the thought of Leighton being angry at him. He glanced over at his parents. They both seemed pleased with the evening. He knew if they were in good spirits, he could get away with a quick exit.
He cleared his throat as he said, “I believe that was the son of Prime Minister Westbrook. I’d like to have a conversation with him. Get to know a little about his brother to help with this inevitable engagement.”
“Why the brother and not the father?” the queen asked.
“Because siblings know more about each other than parents know their children. There are tons I’ve never told you two.”
King Ramiel smiled and agreed, “I think the boy is right. It’s an excellent idea. Take a guard with you.”
“I’d rather not. This should look friendly and not intimidating,” the prince countered.
Leighton stood at the bottom of the massive stairs. He gazed out into the garden, which appeared enchanting even in the dark. The Topiary figures of past kings and queens of Majestica gave the garden its known distinction.
“It is enchanting, isn’t it?” Zephyr said as he stood next to him. “It’s called The Garden of Enchantment. People have gone in only to be lost for days. There is a record of someone being lost for an entire week.”
“You tempt me. Why? Why place this game when you have my brother?” Leighton asked as he cut his eyes at him.
Zephyr sighed and turned to face him. The two men faced each other. For a moment, there was only the lingering of their eyes. Zephyr reached out and placed his hand on the top part of Leighton’s arm just below the shoulder. Leighton exhaled from the touch. A small fire burned inside of the young man. That simple touch instantly made him hungry for more.
“Why do you touch me this way?” His voice haunted them both.
With a narrow gaze, the prince asked, “How am I touching you, Leighton?”
Leighton closed his eyes and spoke, “Like you want more from me than I’ve ever given someone. Like you want me to be your queer lover when you have been promised to my brother.”
The prince smirked as he thought and said, “Is that such a bad thing? Am I not allowed to have my own wants and desires?”
“It is when you’re lusting after the straight brother,” Leighton said as he pulled away.
“You didn’t seem very straight earlier,” Zephyr reminded him.
Leighton walked away and followed the path into the garden. Zephyr looked back at the palace. No one was watching them. He quickly followed behind Leighton and entered the garden. He was determined to have a conversation with Leighton. They needed to come to some sort of understanding.
Leighton quickly hurried through the dark green maze called a garden. His plan was to simply lose the prince. Leighton hadn’t counted on him being a pro at knowing his way around the garden. Zephyr had spent hours upon hours in the garden growing up. He knew his way around. The two were deep in the garden. Leighton turned a corner and was at a dead end.
“Damn it,” Leighton cursed.
He turned around and was met with Zephyr’s intense gaze. Leighton tried to move past him, but the prince grabbed hold of him and pushed him against the wall of the garden. The two men looked into each other’s eyes, and all time ceased around them. They were so close they could feel each other’s hearts beating.
“Unhand me,” Leighton said as he struggled to break free.
The prince chuckled. “Not until you kiss me.”
“Kiss you? Kiss you?! What is wrong with you? We can’t keep playing this game of heteroflexibility.”
The prince released Leighton’s hand. Leighton pulled away from him. He gazed into the eyes of Zephyr.
“Games are fun when both players commit,” Zephyr told him. His voice was low and deep.
“You’re supposed to be sweeping my brother off his feet, Your Royal Highness. Go and bless him with your royal presence.”
“The same royal presence that sucked your cock.” Zephyr gave him a dirty smile. “Tell me, do you now have a royal penis since I blessed it with a mouth of royalty?”
Leighton yelled, “You arrogant bastard!”
Zephyr yelled back, “You sanctimonious prick! You act as if I’m married to your brother. I don’t even know him. Instead of being in there dancing in this obligatory celebration, I’m out here trying to get some stubborn person I just met earlier to explore these feelings we are experiencing.”
Neither one of them could deny what they were feeling. The pull or attraction they felt was like a relentless downpour. There was no escaping it. They had to just give in to it and hope that the rain would eventually cease. Leighton could feel the fight in his system. Everything in him wanted to run in the opposite direction, except for a very small part.
Leighton hung his head and asked, “Just explore it to get it out of our system, right?”
“Yes,” the prince answered, lightly lifting Leighton’s head by his chin.
Their foreheads rested against one another. It felt like everything once again slowed down around them as their passion for each other began to rise. Their lips lightly grazed. Zephyr placed his hand on Leighton’s chest. He could feel every muscle vibrating with every breath Leighton took.
Leighton quickly spun the prince around and pushed him up against the garden wall. Zephyr found more pleasure than he could have thought possible in Leighton’s dominance. Leighton stepped back from him. He undid his shirt and jacket, and they both slipped from his gorgeous, lean body at the same time. He undid his pants.
“I want us to float,” Leighton said as he pulled his erect penis out.
Zephyr’s eyes lit up. It was almost nine inches long, hefty, and uncut. It nestled with trimmed dark pubes and low-hanging balls. The foreskin had completely rolled back and exposed the glistening pink mushroom head. Zephyr’s heart raced as he remembered the smooth texture of Leighton’s cock sliding in and out of his mouth earlier. The prince sank to his knees.
He wrapped his hand around Leighton’s shaft and then took his cock into his mouth. Leighton let out a long and deep moan. Zephyr wrapped his lips around the long member and began to gently move back and forth, allowing that long cock to slide in and out of his mouth. Leighton felt nothing but pleasure. His moans were like a drug that fueled the lust and passion.
Each moan made Zephyr work harder and take more of him into his mouth. Those sounds encouraged his appetite for seduction and his need to please. Leighton began to move his hips. He rocked back and forth as Zephyr’s hands explored his abs.
“Prince Zephyr,” a gentle yet smooth voice called out.
Leighton quickly pulled away. Saliva dangled from his long cock. It throbbed as if it were on the verge of the greatest climax ever.
“That is my brother. He can not see us like this,” Leighton whispered as he quickly began to redress.
Zephyr gave him a naughty look as he slowly began to dress. Zephyr walked across the enclosed space. He reached through the grass and opened a door to the outside world. Leighton chuckled. The green door blended in exceptionally well with the maze.
“Take the path of stone on the right, and it will lead you back to the entrance of the Throne Room.”
Leighton quickly stepped through it. Zephyr closed the door behind him. Seconds later, Kyle strutted into the corner of the maze where the prince was. Kyle’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the chocolate silver-haired prince.
“Forgive me for intruding, Your Royal Highness.” Kyle delivered each word with a sultry flair as he bowed.
“There is no need for forgiveness,” the prince replied calmly and gently.
“Allow me to introduce myself, I’m Kyle Westbrook, son of Prime Minister Rutherford Wetstbrook. I do believe I am to marry you one day. Am I to your liking?”
Kyle did a small spin. He wanted the prince to see every part of him under the magic and lights of the garden. Zephyr tilted his head as he admired Kyle. There was something alluring about him. Kyle had a certain energy about himself.
Zephyr chuckled. “Are you asking for my attention?”
Kyle stopped his spin. He laughed softly. “I do not ask for anything. I demand it, sweet Prince.”
There was something about the way Kyle spoke. He was so sure of himself and what he wanted. It made Zephyr’s cock twitch. He liked the slow seduction of Leighton, but the boldness of Kyle felt refreshing for his swollen cock.
“You may demand what you wish, but I command you just take it.” Zephyr finished his sentence with a smirk.
The corners of Kyle’s mouth lifted with a smirk. “With pleasure.”
Kyle quickly pushed Zephyr’s back against the wall of the garden. He moved his hand down Zephyr’s chest and stomach. The prince’s breath grew labored with each movement. Kyle ran his finger across the royal erection. He gave Zephyr a satisfactory smile.
“I do believe I shall taste this cock,” he told the prince.
The prince quickly undressed. The light from the moon wrapped itself around his chocolate body. Kyle took in his gorgeous, toned body. He was a breed of beauty and muscle. Kyle’s eyes moved down his body, and they landed upon his thick cock. Zephyr had what could be described as the perfect penis.
The base and shaft were dark, and the head of it was a bright pink. The prince was cut, and his royal cock stood at nine and a half inches. He had two perfectly-sized balls that were constantly full of hot cum. The skin was smooth around his member, and it was thick. Zephyr’s girth could put anyone to shame. Dazzling silver pubes to match the hair on his head made his cock stand out. Kyle couldn’t help but stare in awe at the specimen before him.
“Is it to your liking?” Zephyr asked as he stared at Kyle.
“A cock like this deserves constant appreciation,” Kyle said as he pushed the prince onto the ground. “I intend to fully appreciate it.”
Kyle fell to his knees. His tongue rolled from Zephyr’s balls up the shaft and to the head of his cock. The prince let out a whimper, and Kyle took him into his mouth. His tongue lapped around the head of Zephyr’s shaft. As Kyle put his mouth to use, he looked into the prince’s eyes with a naughty look.
That look made Zephyr quake on the inside. His cock released a stream of precum into Kyle’s mouth. Kyle released his cock and rolled his tongue down the shaft and over those swollen balls. He went further down, and his tongue found the prince’s untouched rosebud. He swiped his tongue over it, and Zephyr’s body shook.
“Oooh,” the prince moaned. “Do it again!”
Kyle smirked, and he did it again and again. The taste of Prince Zephyr’s anus was a savory delight. Kyle couldn’t control himself. He was like a man starved. He forced his tongue inside of the prince. He ate him passionately, darting his tongue in and out of the young man. It was a taste worth exploring and having any time of the day. He wanted more. He needed to feel more.
Kyler removed his face from in between those round and fluffy booty cheeks. Zephyr quickly pulled him into a kiss. Their tongues wrestled with each other. Kyle’s cock pressed directly against the prince's wet hole. As he rotated his hips, it sent a tingling sense of pleasure rushing through Zephyr’s body.
With almost no resistance, the head of Kyle’s cock popped inside the prince, taking his royal anus for his own pleasure. The two men let out a low growl. The heat from Zephyr’s ass was incredible, and he pulled more of Kyle’s cock inside of him. Kyle’s eyes rolled, and he wrapped his arm around the back of the prince’s neck and began slowly gliding himself in and out of the prince’s hole.
With each passing second, the prince’s hole became more and more relaxed. Kyle bottomed out in him and truly began to take him. Zephyr ran his hand through Kyle’s hair as that thick shaft spread him. He could feel Kyle’s balls against his ass cheeks. His own cock was extremely erect and standing straight up in the air. It looked ready to burst at any moment.
“Oh my God,” Zephyr exclaimed. “I can feel you growing inside of me.”
“You feel unlike any man I’ve ever been with before”, Kyle proclaimed as he ground his hips.
His dick pushed deeper inside of Zephyr. He started to plow inside of him. Their bodies rocked, and sweat poured off them. The passion felt intense between them. They were completely connected. Kyle’s cock stroked him harder and deeper. They were completely lost in the feelings running through them. Zephyr bit down on his hand as his cock exploded hands-free. The walls of his anus clamped down around Kyle’s cock. The sheer force made Kyle’s cock explode inside Zephyr, flooding him with hot semen.
“Oh my God,” Kyle breathed as his cock twitched inside the prince’s warm hole.
Kyle slowly removed his cock from Zephyr’s gaping hole. Droplets of thick white cum dripped from the prince’s hole. A rustling in the bushes quickly grabbed their attention. They quickly grabbed their belongings. Zephyr grabbed hold of Kyle’s hand and led him through the garden’s maze naked.
As they ran through the maze, the rustling sounds continued. The two of them giggled together. Zephyr led him through a hidden garden exit. The exit blended in with the garden, making it appear as if it were a dead end. They ran through the open green fields until they reached a glasshouse by the edge of the mountain overlooking the ocean. They went inside and closed the doors.
“Do you think we were spotted?” Kyle nervously asked.
“No,” Zephyr said with a smile.
“Where are we?” Kyle asked as he looked around the house.
“This is the old guest quarters. We put visitors here whom we do not generally like. No one comes out here. Not really.”
“Should we talk about what we did?” Kyle asked. “Tradition says we aren’t supposed to consummate till after the wedding.”
Zephyr laughed. Rules for heterosexual couples. Finally, we have a perk for being queer.”
“Shall we go back to the palace?” Kyle asked with fire in his eyes.
“I have a better idea,” Zephyr said as he walked over and kissed him.
They went into the bedroom, and Zephyr pushed him onto his back on the bed. He lifted Kyle’s legs and swiped his tongue over Kyle’s sweet hole. Kyle let out a moan, and Zephyr continued to swipe his tongue over the sensitive flesh of skin around his anus. The moans grew deeper and louder.
“Put it in me,” Kyle begged, “Please!”
Zephyr lined his cock against Kyle’s hole, and it just slid in like magic. Kyle felt full and blissful. Zephyr began to slam himself in and out of him. His dick moved in and out, brushing along the walls of Kyle’s ass. He took him from one level of pleasure to the next. Kyle let out these sweet, sensual moans.
“Fuck me harder. It feels so good,” he moaned.
Zephyr fucked him harder and deeper. His cock pounded into him. Zephyr could feel the muscles constricting around his cock. The warmth and tightness were better than anything he had ever slid his cock in before. He rolled Kyle onto his knees and took him from behind. The sight of those pale cheeks clapping and bouncing to his rhythm was perfection.
“You’re so warm and tight,” Zephyr marveled.
His cock pushed deeper inside of him. He wanted him to feel his power and strength. He pulled out of him, and the two shared a powerful kiss that felt like fireworks exploding. Zephyr rolled onto his back, and Kyle straddled him. He eased down on his cock and began to ride it. His body bounced up and down.
Zephyr’s cock reached new depths. He could feel it hitting a magical spot inside of his anus that he never knew existed. The feeling was full of insane pleasure. He rolled his hips in a circle very slowly as his erect cock wagged back and forth. Zephyr wrapped his hand around it and began to stroke him. He finally got to truly see the cock that explored his depths earlier.
Kyle had an amazing cock. It was fat and thick. Uncut like Leighton but nearly as long. It was seven and a half inches. He had the most perfect dark pubes, and his balls were heavy and smooth. The head of Kyle’s cock peeked through the partially rolled back foreskin. It was bright red from the pleasure.
Kyle cried out, “It feels bloody amazing. Don’t stop, Zephyr! Please don’t stop.”
The prince sucked on his neck. He didn’t care about leaving marks all over his body. All he wanted was more and more. He lightly stroked Kyle’s cock as he fucked up into him. His cock continued to perfectly punch that spot deep in Kyle’s hole. He rolled Kyle onto his stomach.
He grind his cock in and out of him. The pressure from the pounding rocked Kyle’s body. The rocking created friction between Kyle’s stomach, cock, and the mattress. Zephyr increased the speed and power of his hips. The friction elevated, and Kyle cried as his cock exploded. Zephyr couldn’t hold off any longer. He blasted his cum deep into Kyle’s hole. It was the most glorious feeling.
***
Zephyr entered the Throne Room almost undetected with Kyle on his arm. The only person who spotted them was the queen. He could feel her gaze. Those heavy eyes of hers could pierce any soul. Zephyr chose not to acknowledge her gaze. He confidently walked through the room with Kyle. People began to notice them.
Kyle felt the confident energy of the queen’s eyes. He looked up at her, and she held a small smile on her face. It was so small that you would miss it if you hadn’t felt her pull. Kyle felt proud of himself and his future.
“I’ve wandered all my life for the perfect man to share the first of what I hope will be many dances with. You are the only one whose spirit matches my darkness. May I have this dance?” Kyle asked. He knew he needed to seal their fates before everyone.
Slowly, Zephyr nodded his head. He knew then that Kyle was a force. He knew then that he’d have to play the game in order to secure the win he desperately wanted.
The chatter in the room ceased as all eyes fell on them. Zephyr put his hand on Kyle’s waist and pulled him ever so closely.
He whispered, “You are playing a very dangerous game!”
Kyle leaned in and softly whispered, “No more dangerous than you fucking my brother.”
Zephyr spun Kyle away from him in a quick, forceful, yet elegant motion. He looked across the room, and he found Leighton back with his parents. Their eyes locked for a brief moment. He wanted Leighton more than the stars wanted the skies.
Zephyr pulled Kyle back into him. Their bodies smashed together. The prince dropped his hand to Kyle’s lower back and held him close.
“Game on,” the prince whispered in his ear.
The room erupted into applause as the string quartet ended and the two men ceased to dance.
TO BE CONTINUED
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