Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2008 10:11:52 -0600 From: jim Subject: Prince Terence and the boy, pt 3 * Author's note: I would like to thank everyone that has sent me email concerning my story. I would also like to thank personally, Eric H for his input, comments and suggestions. Prince Terence and the boy Chapter 3 John was so tired after his bath, that he hardly remembered Terry helping him out, drying him off and placing the long night shirt over his head. The shirt was a light blue and hung down the boys body to about a foot below his waist. Terry proceeded to take John to the kitchen. Cook was there as requested. She had a large variety of food placed on the table for John and Terry to eat. By this time John was starting to be more coherent and freely carried on conversations with Terry. "So how do you feel John?" Terry asked. With a huge smile John replied that he felt very good. John hadn't noticed when he sat down at the table, that he wasn't wearing an under garment. Terry, on the other hand, did notice that when John sat down the shirt lifted up allowing him full view of John's cock. It rested on the seat of the chair between John's legs, looking so inviting. Once again the foreskin had covered the the head which made it look even sexier. After eating, Terry showed John the room where he would be sleeping. It wasn't the largest room in the house but John had never dreamed of having a room this large. There were the usual items placed around the room for easy access, and a large mirror standing in one corner. The look of the bed was too much for John, he was so tired. Terry suggested that the lad should take some time to recover from his exhaustion. Terry left the lad to himself, and went about doing some the things which he normally did when he came home from a trip. After completing the various things he had to do, Terry decided to check on John and see if there was anything he needed before going to bed. Terry went to the door to find John fast asleep on the bed, not having covered himself with the sheets which were there. Terry stood in the doorway, admiring the lad's ass which was fully exposed. Those round mounds of flesh seemed to call to him. Resisting the sudden urge, he moved over to the bed and covered the lad. He then quietly left the room, closing the door, and headed off to bed himself. John woke the next morning feeling much better than he could ever remember. He hopped out of bed and down to the kitchen to see if Terry was there. When he entered, the only person there was Cook. She said "Good morning" and offered him some fresh bread to eat. Cook went back to her work and when she turned around to see if everything was ok with John, she noticed that he wasn't wearing under garments. Blushing at a sight she hadn't seen in a very long time, she turned around again and busied herself with getting the morning meal made and ready for Terry when he awoke. Terry stirred in his bed when he smelt the fresh bread. He knew it would be a good meal. Stretching out the muscles from a good night's sleep, he got out of bed and after taking care of his morning business, went down to the kitchen to check on the food. He was pleased to see John sitting at the table eating some fresh bread. "Good morning John." he said. "How are you feeling today? Did you sleep well?" "Yes sir, I slept very well, sir." John replied. "So what would you like to do today John? Terry asked. John looked up into Terry's eyes." I don't know, you have been so kind to me, and I'm not sure what to do. I would like to look around your house, it's so big, I've never seen anything this large before." John said to him. "Do you know how to ride a horse John?" Terry asked the lad. "No, I've never ridden one before." "Well, why don't we get you on a horse and teach you, while we tour the surrounding area" After the two had eaten, Terry took John back to his room and showed him a pair of pants that the boy could use as he wouldn't be riding a horse in just his night shirt,. although the thought of that was enough to get Terry's cock to start its rise to power. John pulled on the pants and tucked in the shirt he was wearing. The pants were a perfect fit for Terry, and they did wonders for John. The pants fitted the boy almost like tights, they were very snug against his body. You could definitely see the outline of John's cock, as it nestled down his leg. Terry really had to control himself as he watched the boy. His cock was now at full mast and the urge to just run his hands all over John's body was almost too much for him. "Lets get going." he said, turning quickly. They made their way down to the stables, where they met the boy who took the Prince's horse the other day. "Good morning My lord" the young boy said. " "Good morning Charlie, would you please fetch my horse and one other for our guest,John, to ride?" "Certainly sir." John watched as the boy went about his task. It was like watching a dance the way the boy moved around, grabbing the items he needed to saddle the horses. Charlie smiled widely when he was finished. "Thank you, Charlie." Terry said. "You're welcome sir" was the boys response. The two mounted the horses, Terry explaining to John what the various pieces were and what their function was. When they were ready to go, Terry started walking the horse out of the barn. John followed, still in awe at the fact that he was riding a horse. Even though it was only a walk it was thrilling to him. When they reached the open field, Terry told John to start running the horse. John watched Terry as he gave a small kick to the sides and the horse started to trot. Doing the same, John was able to get the horse to do the same things. It didn't take long for the two of them to be galloping down the field, hair whipping in the wind as they rode. Every now and then Terry would look back to see a huge smile spread across John's face. John was in pure heaven as he rode the horse. He noticed how the saddle rode up the crack of his ass. The constant movement was thrilling, his cock started to get hard from the friction cause by the motion of riding. Terry could tell from the look on the boy's face just what was happening. He himself had the same problem every time he rode his horse at this speed. Deciding that it would be good to take a break and let the horses cool off from the run, he slowed his mount to a walk and waited for John to do the same. Once they were beside each other Terry explained that the animals needed to cool down. He stopped his horse and dismounted. John followed suit. Not removing the tack, Terry placed the reins on either side and let them hang over the pommel of the saddle. He watched as John did the same thing, he noticed the predominant bulge in t the front of John's pants. Smiling with intent, he walked over to John and placed his hands around the boys waist. "Come with me." he said John closed his eyes as he felt the hands placed on his waist. His mind going over the bath, made his 9" tool go even harder at the thought. Turning around, he watched as Terry moved over to a patch of green grass. Terry took a blanket he had brought, laid out the cloth upon the ground and then sitting down removed his boots before placing his feet on the cloth. John moved over to the blanket and proceeded to do as Terry had done. Once seated, John looked around, taking in the sight of the whole valley they were in. "This place is so beautiful. So calm. I could stay here forever." he said. "I would like it if you did." Terry said. Turning to look at Terry, John looked into those eyes and was lost momentarily in the depths. He had never known love before, lust yes, but not love. What he felt looking into Terry's eyes was something more, his heart skipped a beat and a smile lit his face. Terry, seeing the smile, reached across to touch John's face. He cupped the boy's cheeks and moved closer to those lips he so wanted to taste. Closing his eyes John moved closer to Terry. Feeling the other's lips against his, he kissed back. It didn't take long to feel the others tongue push its way into his mouth. The two of them sat there for minutes, which seemed like hours kissing. John moved his hands to Terry's shoulders and started to feel the muscles underneath the shirt. Lost in the feeling of the kiss and the flesh beneath his hands he moved them down the front of Terry. Fingers exploring the body in front of him. Opening the buttons of the shirt, he moved his hands inside and caressed the flesh of Terry's chest. So smooth. Muscles so defined. He moved his hands all over the chest finding the nipples erect and feeling like small fleshy nails. Moving his fingers to either side of them he pinched them and getting a soft moan from Terry kept up this ministration. Terry, feeling John open his shirt and slip his hands inside, was lost at the feeling of the lad's touch. When he felt the fingers start to play with his nipples he couldn't help but moan. It was electric. It felt like tiny shocks were being sent up his chest. The boy seemed to know what he was doing, at least that's what Terry thought. John was amazed at the feeling he was having, it felt so hot to touch this man in this way. He had never done this before, but it seemed so right. He was starting to lose himself to the overpowering need to make love to this body in front of him. His hands seemed to take on a mind of their own. He pulled back from the kiss to open his eyes and watch as his hands moved all over Terry's chest. The small nail-like nipples looked so inviting that he just had to taste them. Moving down, with his mouth getting closer to the small reddened right nipple he extended his tongue to taste it. So warm. He played with it with the tip of his tongue, getting another moan from Terry. Then he started playing with the other one. Soon he was moving his head from one to the other, playing with both and sucking on each, until it seemed like it hurt his mouth to do so. At this point Terry was in agony from the feelings he was having from John playing and sucking on his nipples like he couldn't get enough. Pushing John backwards until he was on his back, Terry pulled the shirt out of Johns pants and over his head, to get to the boys chest. Seeing the hairless muscles sculpted there he moved closer to do to John what John had done to him. "God this boys tastes so good" he thought. Hands roaming all over the lad's chest and sucking on his nipples, he moved his hand lower to the front of the boy's pants. Undoing the buttons that held the pants in place he moved one hand inside, slowly roaming over the hairless mound that would someday hold the boys pubic hair. So smooth, like a baby, he thought. John just about shot off the ground as he felt Terry's hand open the front of his pants and move a hand inside. The feeling was so intense that he thought he was going to explode. If only Terry would move his hand lower, then he would be in heaven. (Authors note: I apologize for taking so long in writing the 3rd installment. Work has kept me fairly busy. Thank you for all the emails I've received. Keep them coming, it gives me incentive to write more. Jorgen401@hotmail.com