The Prince's Boy

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The Prince's Boy: Crondell by Sid Gittler (c)2000

Prince William and his party reached Luden, Crondell's capital at noon the second day after their departure from Lord Alex's home. King Phillip of Exeter and his son, Prince William, had planned a route from Glory Manor that took them through five towns, and the obligatory speeches by local dignitaries and responses by the Crown Prince. They spent the night about a mile from the Crondell border, on a road the bandits were known to frequent. Much to William's regret, and Ed's delight, the night passed quietly.

When they reached the border they were met by a company of the Crondell Army sent to welcome and escort the Crown Prince and his party. Sir Croughten, his chief aide, gave a polite response, but everyone knew the troops were there more to guard against the Exeter party than protect or escort them.

They were greeted at the castle by Crown Prince Thomas of Crondell, a young man about five foot eight, broad shoulders and long flowing hair even blacker than Ed's own. He was strangely familiar to Ed but he couldn't put his finger on it and the thought quickly slipped away in the excitement.

Especially when William dismounted and walked to his counterpart and hugged him. A pang of jealousy swept through Ed, a feeling he tried banishing without complete success. After all, they knew each other, old friends probably, why shouldn't they hug, especially if they were trying to keep the peace.

Dismounting Ed saw an olive skin boy, about his own age and dressed similarly standing behind Prince Thomas.

"Now that the formalities and warm greetings are over old friend my father awaits," Prince Thomas said.

"Very good, we have much to discuss. Sir Croughten accompany me please."

For a second Ed thought he was being excluded but decided he should follow William closely. They would assume the prince's personal servant to stay with him unless specifically excluded.

Prince Thomas led them up a long flight of stairs. The castle was as impressive as any place he'd seen before but he kept silent. This was not the time to embarrass William by showing how na‹ve he was. As they reached the landing he took a deep breath and sensed someone looking at him. He turned and found the other boy smiling at him. He smiled back. Both boys nearly ran into the man in front of them when the group stopped at a large stone and gold door. It took two of the biggest men Ed had ever seen to each open one side of the door. Princes Thomas and William started walking up the aisle while the rest of the party stayed put.

"It's the throne room," Ed heard the other boy whisper.

"Thanks," Ed whispered back. Now he understood the delay. Only when the King had accepted his prince's presence and exchanged welcomes would the rest of the parties be allowed to enter.

After fifteen minutes of quiet and trying not to shuffle a loud bang resounded from inside the throne room that made Ed jump. "What was that?" He said, and blushed at the loss of control.

"His Majesty has a fondness for an old gong his grandfather received as a gift decades ago. Uses it to signal that us peasants may join him," the boy said.

"Luxor, watch your tongue," a man said and slapped the boy's rear.

Luxor turned and glared at the man who backed away. "I am sorry Sir Theodore," Luxor said. Luxor turned and gave a quick smile to Ed as they started walking.

To Ed's regret, he and Luxor were assigned to spaces along the wall on opposite sides of the room and apart from where King Gerald, the princes and their chief aides tried discussing the problem in calm tones. Ed was amazed that it was the king who seemed closest to losing it.

Suddenly King Gerald stood and Ed almost fell immediately kneeling, head bowed.

"Prince William, you make a persuasive case, but we have to think about this. We will see you at supper, until then I suggest you and my son renew your friendship."

"Thank you Your Highness," William said.

Only when he heard doors close and a soft rap on the gong did Ed hear people standing. He quickly spotted William and when Luxor moved to Thomas's side, he followed suit.

An hour-and-a-half later Ed found himself in a giant, heated indoor bath with William, Prince Thomas and Thomas's boy-servant Luxor. He quickly realized that part of Luxor's duties resembled his own, but had the two developed the same feelings for each other as he and William?

"Ed, do you and Prince William have sex together? Prince Thomas and I do," Luxor said as they were sitting together at the far end from where the prince's talked.

Ed nodded.

"Would you like to fuck me?" Luxor said.

"Would Prince Thomas permit it?"

"He likes watching me be fucked by someone else."

"My prince has never given me permission, nor have I asked."

"Would you like to?"

Ed thought about it. He truly loved William but the idea of fucking the boy fascinated him. He walked to where his lover and Prince Thomas were sitting and talking. William turned and noticed the rising cock approaching. "Yes Ed?"

"Luxor has asked me to fuck him, do I have your permission?"

William was startled by the request but saw Ed's desire. "Why do you wish to fuck him?"

Ed shrugged, "I like him and he's sexy and."

William held up his hand, "I can see all that my friend. You may fuck him, you may suck him, but your hole is mine alone."

"Yes my prince."

"Do you understand the rules Luxor?" Prince Thomas said.

"Yes my prince," Luxor turned to William, "I understand and respect your limits. This was my idea, not your servants."

William glanced at Ed who nodded. "Then proceed you two, enjoy yourselves."

Slowly Ed touched Luxor's chest, gently fondling his tiny breasts as Luxor returned the action.

"Will I be your second?" Luxor said.

"No, yes, I don't count the first any more."

Luxor leaned in and gently kissed Ed's lips. "I understand," was all he said before he felt himself being pulled tight against Ed's shaking body. "I understand."

Ed was confused. He'd always known Martin Saunders was just using him, even before the events that ended with his family's expulsion. Even that all William had expected at first was a sex toy. But his relationship between William had changed and now what had come before was too dirty to be real.

"You love your prince as I love mine," Luxor whispered in his ear.

Ed nodded.

"Does he love you as mine loves me?"

"Yes, but I know it can't be forever." Ed felt tears on his cheek, and realized some were Luxor's.

They held each other tight till each felt a pair of hands on their shoulders. Looking up and behind they saw their prince, their lover smiling down at them. Ed and Luxor separated, turned and embraced the one his heart belonged to.

With soft splashes each couple descended into the warm waters embrace. Bodies held tight together by every conceivable limb, mouths securely locked together by intertwined tongues, each pair seemed as one.

For a long time they stayed as one until first Luxor and then Ed said the same thing. "Fuck me my love."

They separated and moved to the shallow end of the bath. Ed and Luxor lay down in the 69 position, each boy licking the others balls as their prince moved into position.

"Damn, Luxor go lock the door," Thomas said.

"Wait," Ed said, turned toward the door, mumbled something, moved his hand and the bolt slid into place. "Now where was I," he said and lay back down.

"I told you it would help if Wizard Avila taught me some stuff," Luxor said and started licking Ed's cock.

"I told you too," William said as he slid in behind Ed.

"When this is done we'll talk to him," Thomas said resignedly as his cock began finding its way inside Luxor.

Two prepubescent voices moaned in harmonic ecstasy as William joined Ed and Thomas joined Luxor. When Ed felt Williams' pubic bush against his cheeks he turned his head and was rewarded by a deep intimate kiss.

When they broke Ed lay back into the water and swallowed Luxor's hard cock and started bobbing his head, matching the stroke in his love canal. He gasped when he felt Luxor returned the favor.

It was Ed's first time in a foursome, threesome for that matter. The multiple assault on his sexual senses drove his lust to new heights and when William nibbled on his shoulder it flung him over the edge into a thunderous orgasm bringing the other three boys with him.

Still connected the four boys caught their breath. Then Luxor started slowly sucking on Ed's cock again. Surprised, but pleased, Ed started working on Luxor's fragrant rod while flexing his ass muscles around William's cock. It didn't take William long to be fully aroused and matching Luxor's slow strokes. Looking up William saw Thomas fucking Luxor at the same speed.

"Remember," Thomas mouthed.

William nodded and immediately flashed back to the first time he and Thomas had made love.

It was the summer they were both thirteen and accompanied their fathers to a summit. Both had previously gone on official trips but it was the first time they were allowed to sit in on meetings. The price for attendance was silence. The princes quickly became friends and spent as much time together as they could.

Midway through the third morning's meeting they were summarily dismissed and while slightly peeved took the opportunity to grab some sandwiches and sneak off. An act that caused two royal behinds to later become reacquainted with two royal hands.

After wondering for thirty minutes they discovered a stream and decided to take a swim. Being alone they decided to swim in the nude and pubescent boys being randy and rowdy by nature so was the swim.

Then William and Thomas grabbed the other's crotch simultaneously, realized they both had erections. Both liked the feel of the others hand on his penis. What startled both was they liked their hand being on the other's penis.

With the water flowing around them they first fondled each other and then began to masturbate. They never figured out who made the switch first but it didn't take long for both to shoot their royal semen.

"Wow, that was great," Thomas said.

"Yeah, have you ever done that before?"

"Just by myself, never with anyone else. You?"

"Same, but this felt a lot better," William said.

"Want to do it again on the grass so we can see?" Thomas said.

William, smiled and led Thomas onto the bank, wiggling his young buns seductively. When he stopped Thomas walked right up behind him, planting his hardening cock into William's crack.

"That feels good, can you rub it up and down?" William said.

"Like this?" Thomas said as he started moving his cock up and down.

"Yeah, but let's lay down, it'll be easier.

William lay down and spread his legs. As he knelt between his friends thighs Thomas saw William's hole and rubbed his fingers around it, then slightly inside. When William moaned he pressed in further until he met resistance.

"That feels so good," William said. "Can you go in further?"

Thomas was about to say no when William relaxed a little and his finger slipped the rest of the way in.

"Oh shit, that feels so good. Can you get another finger in?" William said.

Thomas brought the first out a little bit and then had an idea. He pulled his finger completely out and quietly moved up a little bit and placed his cock at William's entrance.

"Tell me if this hurts," Thomas said as he started pushing in. It was a lot tighter and the barrier was more resistant but he soon had his crotch resting on William's butt.

"How many fingers do you have up there?" William said.

"One, one cock. I'm going to fuck your ass."

"Shit, it feels so big, so good. Fuck me Thomas, fuck my ass."

Thomas began a series of short, quick strokes that constantly rubbed against William's prostate.

"Your ass is so hot man, my cock feels so fucking good in there."

"Yeah, feels real good in there, keep it up man, you're getting me hard without my touching myself."

"Oh shit, I'm going to shoot right up your hole," Thomas shouted as he slammed all the way in, held it and fired his load up William's hole. When William felt Thomas's sperm inside him he fired his load into the ground.

With the memory of that orgasm William discharged his second of the afternoon into his lover's love canal.

To William's surprise it was a small dinner that night. King Gerald, his wife and Thomas' mother Queen Sandra, Prince Thomas and his younger brother Prince Andrew, himself and their personal servants in addition to the wait staff.

William carefully let King Gerald and Queen Sandra lead the conversation wherever they wished. He caught Thomas rolling his eyes when Queen Sandra mentioned dating and eligible women. He knew she had his younger sister in mind for one of her sons but wasn't about to say

anything about that. Catalina was only twelve after all.

Finally the main course was cleared away and following King Gerald's lead they all leaned back in their chairs.

"Prince William, did you enjoy the meal?" Queen Sandra said.

"The best I have had in all my travels."

"Well said," King Gerald said.

"And the truth to boot," William said.

"Good, now before dessert I wish to bring something dear to my heart to your attention," the Queen said.

"Please Your Highness," William said.

"My mother Queen Alexandra, wife of King Gerald's uncle and predecessor King Harold was the daughter of Lord George Saunders. They were returning home from her wedding when they were slaughtered."

"I know of the wedding and its tragic aftermath of course but wasn't aware it was your mother," William said.

Queen Sandra nodded. "I was their only child and grew up with Gerald in this castle," she took her husbands hand, "we married shortly before King Harold's death and I've been blessed with two fine sons."

William knew something unpleasant was coming but just smiled and nodded. In the corner Ed and Luxor looked at each other and shrugged.

"Let me be blunt Prince William," King Gerald said. "You have convinced us of Lord Saunders responsibility for these crimes against my people, property and land. I will leave it to your father to see he is removed and properly punished."

"Thank you Your Majesty," William said.

King Gerald nodded. "You will then recognize my son Prince Thomas as the rightful heir and place him on the high seat of Saundersville as the new Lord."

"What?" William said.

"What?" Thomas said.

William looks at his friend and begins to think. It would be nice to have him closer, but there would be many issues.

"Prince Thomas, are you willing to surrender your place as a prince of Crondell and swear fealty to King Phillip alone?"

Before Thomas could respond his father started to stand but stopped at the sight of swirling lights darting through the room. All the servants stopped moving except one. The servant waved his hand over his head and transformed into Wizard Longhorn."

"Your Majesties, I am the Wizard Longhorn in service to His Majesty King Phillip."

"What is the meaning of this?" King Gerald bellowed.

"A thousand pardons for my intrusion. There is a reason for my presence."

"Speak plainly Wizard," William said.

"There is another, one with a stronger claim to the title."

"Impossible, explain yourself. No one escaped the slaughter," Queen Sandra said.

"True Your Highness, but your mother's oldest brother's wife was pregnant. Sir Aaron wife Lady Arianna stayed behind at her parent's home and when word got back she disguised herself as a servant. Two months later she gave birth to a baby girl who she turned over to a loyal family to raise. The girl grew up, married and has a son. He is the rightful heir," Wizard Longhorn said and bowed.

"Who is he? Where is he?" Queen Sandra said.

"In good time, he himself does not know his heritage and future yet. He will be revealed when Lord Saunders is removed. This is for his own safety.

After two weeks of planning and preparation Prince William and his party departed Luden for Saundersville with Prince Thomas and a squad of his guards.

It was just past mid-afternoon when they arrived in Saundersville. As they rode through town Ed carefully observed the city he once called home. He recognized several people as they rode but all were staring at the two princes leading the way.

"This is your home?" Luxor said.

"Yes, but not anymore. Now my home is with my prince."

They rode through the gates of Saunders Hall. Lord Saunders stood with his sons in front of their staff and guards.

"The one standing next to the Lord, is that the one?" Luxor said.

Ed nodded, Martin stood by his father dressed in a miniature version of the same outfit.

"We need a special punishment for him."

Ed smiled and nodded vigorously.

"Your Highness, welcome to Saunders Hall. Please join my sons and I for refreshments."

"Thank you Lord Saunders. First let me introduce Crown Prince Thomas of Crondell, the great-grandson of Lord George Saunders."

Lord Saunders' eyes went wide and it took a moment before he recovered. "Prince Thomas, this is an honor. Welcome home."

"It is a pleasure to finally see the ancestral home my grandmother told me so much about."

"I hope you will be pleased on how we've maintained and improved her home. Now please join us."

Ed and Luxor quickly dismounted and each held their prince's horse as he dismounted. Lord Saunders put his arm around Prince Thomas' shoulders and started describing all the work he'd done since the great tragedy.

"How dare he," Luxor whispered.

"He thinks himself the king's equal so this is like putting his arm around his son's shoulders."

"They should rip that arm off before they hang him," Luxor said.

As soon as the front doors closed the two sets of guards started moving. Carefully following instructions half of Prince Thomas's guards took up position near the three gates and the rest moved to the stables. Prince William's troops moved to the guards' barracks and the adjoining storehouses. After posting guards at the storehouses Robert James led the bulk of the force into the barracks.

"In the name of King Phillip stop and remain standing," Robert James said.

"Look, it's the cock suckers father claiming to talk for the king. I thought we threw your ass out of here," one of the guards said.

Ed's father drew his knife and held it to the man's throat. "I do not claim to speak for His Majesty, I do speak for him and against you and your traitorous band of thieves. Now where is Biaggi?"

"Go to hell."

"You first," Robert said and slit the man's throat and calmly placed the bloody knife on the next man's throat.

"He's not here."

"I did not give him a second chance because he insulted my son. I did not ask where he wasn't I asked you where Biaggi was." Robert said as he pressed the edge into the man's skin.

"I don't know," the man pleaded.

"I saw him enter the main house an hour ago, kitchen entrance. He's been fucking one of the cooks," another man called.

"Aye," called another one. "There's a small room right off the kitchen. They're probably in there."

"Did he go alone?" "Yes sir," the first one said. Robert turned toward the Sargent. "Give me two men who know how to move silently and the rest of you remain here and secure the prisoners."

"Yes sir. Ruben, Benjamin, you're with the Captain."

The three men walked out of the barracks and strolled across the yard toward the kitchen doors. Robert led them in and looked around. One of the cooks glanced up, back at her pot and then jerked her head up.

"Robert James? What are you doing here?" She gasped.

He put a finger across his lips and whispered. "Later Wilma, where's Biaggi?"

She pointed at a door at the far end of the kitchen.

"Is there a window?"

"Yes but it's much too high and much too small for the likes of him."

"Good, now go get some fresh air."

"But I'm making my special tea for Prince Thomas."

"He'll wait, now go."

The two soldiers moved to one side of the door. One drew his sword and the other a very long knife. "Remember, alive if at all possible." The others nodded and stood back as Robert grabbed the knob. It turned and he quietly, slowly pushed the door open an inch. From inside he heard the two of them going at it. Biaggi sounded like he was close to climaxing so Robert held his hand out, telling the others to wait.

"I'm cumming," the head thief screamed and went limp in mid-orgasm seconds later when he felt a sharp knife blade against his throat.

"In the name of His Majesty King Phillip and His Royal Highness Prince William you are under arrest for multiple counts of armed robbery, murder, treason and the attempted regicide of Prince William. Do you have anything to say?" Robert James said.

"Why should I? You're going to execute me no matter what."

"True, but it can be quick or it can be drawn out and extremely painful. They took four days once to complete the job."

"King Gerald dragged one murdering rapist's out for a week once," one of the soldiers said.

"King Phillip would probably like to get the record," said the other.

"Yes it's true, but Lord Saunders hired me and planned to usurp the throne and make himself king, and then conquer Crondell."

"Where's the stolen property?"

"The storehouse nearest the barracks. Key's in my pants pocket," Biaggi said.

"Can I get out of here," a woman's voice called from beneath the thief.

"No, you're under arrest too," Robert James said.

"What for, you can't arrest me for bad taste in men," she said.

"We'll figure that out later, find out what you know."

Robert pulled Biaggi up and threw him against the wall. "Tie his arms behind him. And you stay on the bed," he said and went to the pile of clothes and started going through them. Out of the woman's he pulled out a knife and a pair of scissors. "You should have used these instead of your charms on him," Robert said and threw her dress onto the bed. "Put it on."

It took him five minutes to separate all of the weapons from Biaggi's clothes. Including a couple he didn't recognize. When he was sure he had emptied everything out he flipped the thief's pants to one of the guards. Get these on him and then take both of them to the guardhouse.

Robert went along as the two soldiers escorted the prisoners and then started checking the compound to make sure everybody was in place. As he passed the closed main entrance he heard a trio of echoing horns from over the high walls and smiled.

Reversing his path Ed's father used the key he'd taken from Biaggi's pants and entered the storehouse. It was filled with bags and chests, armor, jewels and other art objects. As he turned back to the entrance he spotted an urn that belonged to his wife. He was about to leave it for later when a voice tells him to take it. Robert looks around before slowly picking it up and putting it into his tunic pocket.

Exiting the storehouse he paused and looked around the main courtyard, seeing it in a whole new light. He realized that the soon to be ex-Lord Saunders had done him and his family a favor by exiling them. None of them would have been as aware of the world around them if they hadn't been forced to travel.

Five minutes later there was a second round from the horns, this time nearer. He marched toward the gates, signaling the Crondell forces to move with him.

"On Prince William's orders open the gates now," Robert James said. "My orders are to let no one in, and I ain't taking orders from the likes of you," the gatekeeper said and spat on the ground.

"Very well," Robert said and motioned to one of his troops who knocked the man out and dragged him away.

Robert pulled a pin and pushed the lever up and the gate began to slide back. As soon as it was wide enough soldiers on horseback poured into the compound.

The rest of Lord Saunders' forces appeared and began to attack but quickly discovered they were vastly outnumbered and out armed. Those who lived past the initial assault quickly surrendered.

While the survivors were being secured with the other prisoners in the guardhouse the Captain of the Guard approached Robert. "Good work sir, is everything secure."

"Thank you Captain Jericho. We hold the gates and the stables so escape is impossible. The traitor has men inside though. They probably know what's happened."

"Agreed, any suggestions?"

Robert thought for a second and then knelt and drew an outline of the house. "You should take a contingent in through the front door while I take another around and through the kitchen. All the men have to understand who is inside and that great care must be taken."

"Aye, the King's orders are clear. He wants the traitor alive and if any harm comes to either prince I will no longer be an officer."

While the troops moved into position outside of Saunders Hall inside the great hall there was a good deal of laughing. Ed couldn't concentrate on his duties and several times Luxor had to nudge him forward. There were two causes to Ed's dilemma. The first was the general excitement and anticipation. The other was the mere presence of Martin Saunders. The boy sat at his father's right and acted so smug and condescendingly to everyone else. Ed knew it was more than that, it was how somebody who had acted like a friend had stabbed him in the back. Well revenge was coming.

"Ed, some water please," William said.

"Yes my prince," Ed said and turned to the pitcher. As he picked it up he saw a word being written in the condensation: NOW!

He waved Luxor over and showed it to him and the other servant boy picked up another one. Ed wiped the pitcher over and as he leaned over William's shoulder and poured he whispered. "Now."

"Your back to the wall, no windows, and remember your spells," William said.

Ed did as instructed and motioned Luxor to his side. As his friend arrived he heard two doors opening and the sound of booted feet moving in.

"Men, guards, we are being attacked. Lucien, Benedict it is time," Lord Saunders said.

His two oldest sons stood up fast enough to knock their chairs over and drew their swords as they rounded the table. Ed tried to remember the right spell through his rising panic but suddenly the two men stopped, dropped their swords and slowly fell. Each had a knife sticking out of their hearts.

"That practice paid off," William said, another knife in his hand.

"Told you," Thomas said, also holding a second knife.

Suddenly Ed saw Martin crawling towards the fireplace. There had to be a secret door. He sprang out and tackled Martin and got a chokehold on. He turned around so Martin was between him and the fighting in the room.

"Tell your father to surrender or you die," Ed hissed.

"You wouldn't."

Ed tightened his hold.

"Father, stop please," Martin called.

Lord Saunders turned, saw, shook his head and started running to the kitchen. Right into the arms of Robert James.

"Surrender traitor," Ed's father said.

"Never, you'll have to kill me first."

"In the name of King Phillip and the Royal Council I command all fighting cease," Williams voice rang out. "If you wish to live surrender now."

In seconds the room was silent except for weapons dropping to the floor and Lord Saunders' men being led out.

Robert dragged Lord Saunders over to William and forced him to your knees. Ed threw Martin down next to him.

"I see you have already lost two sons to your treason Saunders."

"Lord Saunders to you. What now, you and your coward father going to turn this land over to that boy and our enemy Crondell?" He spit toward Thomas. Prince Thomas kicked the man in his ribs. "That's for my mother, grandmother, and for my great-grandfather and everybody else you slaughtered Saunders. Each word accompanied by a solid kick.

"Saunders, you will be taken to the capital to be tried for treason, murder, theft and conspiracy to commit regicide," William said.

"You have no proof of that."

"Biaggi has confessed and accused you of being the mastermind," Robert James said.

Saunders sagged.

"Am I next in line?" Martin said.

"No, you see your grandfather became Lord after he murdered Lord George Saunders and his entire family. Or almost his entire family," William said.

"Nobody in his party survived," Saunders said.

"True, but Lord George's eldest son's wife was pregnant and stayed behind. She gave birth to a daughter who gave birth to a son who is the rightful heir."

"Who is this heir? Does he have the birthmark?" Saunders said.

Before anybody could answer a small ball of sparkling light appeared and slowly grew. The ball vanished and Wizard Longhorn appeared.

"The time has come Wizard," William said.

"Indeed my prince. Mr. James I believe you found something belong to your wife earlier."

"Yes sir, an urn. The only thing she has from her mother. She was orphaned as a baby and adopted by my first wife's family.

"Indeed, can I have it please?" Longhorn said.

Robert James slowly took it out and handed it to the Wizard. Ed's eyes were racing between the three men but he stayed by his prince's side. Longhorn tapped the sealed cover and opens it, slowly removing and opening a scroll.

"I Lady Arianna, wife of Sir Aaron, first born son of Lord George Saunders and slaughtered with him, hereby leave this scroll with my daughter Penelope," Longhorn read.

"Mother?" Ed said.

Longhorn turned toward the boy. "I pray she grows up to have a son to reclaim what has been taken."

"Brian is Lord Saunders?" "William said.

"No, he isn't Penelope's child," Robert James said.

"I am her first born son," Ed said.

It was much later and Ed and William were climbing the stairs.

"I don't want to sleep in Saunders' bed."

"Then you'll have to get a new one."

"But what about tonight? All the other bedrooms are full."

"I believe there's enough room in my bed my love," Prince William George said.

"That sounds perfect my love," Lord Edward George Saunders James said.

The End