Robert and Cecil a Tudor romance

Robert followed  Cecil obediently to Cecils  quarters as  due to an oversight, Fires had not been lit in Roberts quarters, and someone omitted to tell the servants the rooms were back in use,   they had not been used  since the death of Mark Smeaton, at the time of Anne Boleyn.   Cecil opened the door to his quarters and Robert was rewarded with a table full of food and a roaring fire.    Sit you down and eat said Cecil,   I will return in a moment just ewant to get out of this ceremonial heavy costume.  He went to the bedroom and left the lad tucking into the food provided.   Cecil returned  shortly  wearing a along linen nightshirt, and which his figure was  mostly revealed, especially as he entered with the light of the bedroom making the linen transparent.   Robert couldn't help noticing the long  cock and hanging balls as he entered.    He poured the lad a glass of wine and  said he would help him out of his garb as soon as he had finished,   Robert found this slightly erotic, being undressed by the older guy.   Cecil noticed after the wine, Robert was trembling,  he helped him out of the tunic, leaving the lad in undershirt, codpiece and hose.    He deftly undid the lads codpiece and Roberts cock and balls  fell between the hose.  Cecil told him to relax and helped the lad out of his hose, leaving him in just the shirt  barely covering  his cock and balls, the transparency of which he might as well have been naked.    Cecil noticed  the lad trembling,  so moved him next to the fire and wrapped a strong arm around him,  Robert  couldn't help feeling the shape of Cecils  tackle against his arse through the thin materials, he felt his cock starting to harden and he stopped trembling.  That's better said Cecil, pressing closer, the lad feeling a hard cock against his arse crack.  Come to the bedroom said Cecil,   its all prepared though im afraid only one bed and laughed. 

Robert climbed into the large four poster, realising as he got over to the other side, Cecil was getting a great view of his pert firm arse  and his balls hanging and his semi erect cock dangling  down,  as the shirt was  just above his bum cheeks.   Great firm buttocks  said Cecil,   remind me of Lady Cecil,   sadly she was a victim of the "Sweats", 12 years ago.   You've a nice pert rosebud too, like hers, Robert blushed as  he was adjusting the pillow all was revealed.    Cecil blew out the light and climbed in close to the lad,  who was  trembling again, though not with cold,   but  a result of the excitement the concert had gone well and the close presence of this man who had taken a shine to him, and here he was sharing his bed.   Cecil cuddled the lad and lifted up the short undershirt, putting his arms just below  the lads  nipples and squeezing him tightly,   the lad felt  a hard cock right against his special place and groaned.  Nice and warm now said 'Cecil and let his arms  slide over the lads navel and down the line of hair till  he arrived at the base of his shaft which was now horizontal,  with the feel of the mans  cock and his hand caressing his shaft.    Then before he could say anything,  Cecil  changed position, lifting the lads legs up and resting them on his firm shoulders, and buried his head between them,   Robert groaned as he felt a tongue in his special place, getting deeper running up and down the crack and finally entering his orifice deep in it went to groans of pleasure from the lad, he felt it getting wet with the guys saliva as he probed.    Then  he went over the lads balls and up the shaft till the whole length, bell and shaft was experiencing the mans  skill at licking.    Cecil placed a finger on the lads lips indicating silence,   and then kissed him, Robert could taste the salty flavour of his  own precum on Cecils tongue.    Then when Robert thought he must call out, Cecil inserted his tool into the wet and prepared orifice, deeper and deeper it went, slowly and firmly given the lad time to relax and welcome it in.   Your  nice and tight just like  my Lady she liked it in both holes,   Robert understood why as he felt this thick cock deep in him, then Cecil started to slide in and out,  a gasp from the lad everytime  he went deeper, Robert could hold no longer and his love juice burst out  a burst then another and then another, loads of cream  shooting everywhere, in his face his mouth and all up his chest, then seconds later,  a warm feeling  went deep inside  him  and another deep , deep inside   warm and wet filling his passage.   Cecil gasping at every burst and then collapsing by him.

Roberts legs dropped and he just lay there.  his virgin bum  taken by this Gentlemen, who he had become attracted too, he felt his cream oozing out of  his orifice  Cecil turned, wet his finger in the cream and placed it in 'Roberts mouth, my love juice for you he said and kissed him deeply.  then he licked up the lads cream off his body and said Hmm at every taste.    You must visit me every night after your performance,   I will said the lad,   I will see you are taken care of as you are as special now as my Lady was.   The first time Ive made love in 12 years.    Robert   turned over exhausted the days events, his success and pleasing the Queen and the food and wine.   Finally  being made love to and his virginity taken by this lovely man, the last thing Robert felt that evening was Cecil curling around him and his firm arms wrapped around his young body,  and with that he slipped into sleep.   

(to be Continued)