Date: Sat, 02 Mar 2024 02:07:59 +0000
From: boi2fuck@proton.me
Subject: Royal Feud- Chapter 3

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Royal Feud- Chapter 3

H walked over gave his brother a hug and said, "Fuck no!  We aren't
gay, man.  I have seen the way you react to all of those girls on the
streets throwing themselves at you.  I have noticed how hard you get as
you rush into the car after.  I have watched you rearrange yourself or
pull your jacket down further so no one would notice your boner.  Plus, I
know some of my mates at school have fun exploring each other at night
after lights out.  It's just mates helping mates.  I know that I am not
gay, I dream of fucking every cunt I can.  I mean, I love you bro, but I
am not in LOVE with you. Besides, after we find hens that would marry us,
that old shack we live in will need an extra wing or two just for our
kids those bitches with those huge titties are going to pop out for
us."  Both brothers erupted and laughter and fell back into H's bed and
started to snog.

            W's mind was finally quieted by his talk with H.  He was
just going to enjoy his time and whatever happens with H for as long as
it lasts and for whatever happens between them.  He wasn't going to
overthink this anymore.  The two brothers were just horny little fuckers
and this was bros helping bros.  Nothing more than that.  Both brothers
knew this, excepted this, and opened the door to all the mouth or ass
either could provide for one another.

            W ended up giving up his ass to H that night.  He wanted to
know how bad it was going to hurt before he buggered his brother.  While
the brothers were enjoying 69ing each other, H reached into his
nightstand and pulled out his own bottle of lube.  He put some on his
finger and began to push his finger into W's arse.  W just moaned out a
, "Fuck!"  Encouraged by his older brother's response, he pushed his
finger in further.  After a few minutes of this, W broke the 69
action.  He took the bottle of lube, squirted some on finger, and started
to push into his ass.  W, noticing H's bemused look just said, "I like
playing with my ass sometimes, I shoot bigger loads when I find this spot
inside."   H had not a fucking clue what W was talking about, he would
ask his bro about that later.  All he knew was his cock was harder than
he had ever been and got harder (somehow) watching W finger fuck
himself.  W rolled on his back, pulled o ne of H's pillows down under
him to raise his ass up higher to help his brother fuck him.  Then, he
spread his legs up into the air, and told H, "It's time bro, it's all
yours."  H almost came hearing his brother say that.  But being virgins,
it all seemed to be odd at first.  W took hold of his brother's cock and
guided it to his hole.  Before H plunged it in, W gave his brother a
kiss, and asked to, "Go slow."  H nodded his head and wanted to go
slow.  However, he was too horny and wanted to fuck, and just pushed
in.  W's face just scrunched up in pain and yelped, "Fuck, man!"  "Oh
shit, Wills, I am so sorry, want to stop?"  W shook his head no, "Just
chill for a minute.  Let me get used to it. " he replied.  It took all
the will power H possessed not pill it out and ram it back in.  H saw his
brother's face relax, then W just nodded his head.  H wish he could have
lasted longer, but it was all over in a few strokes.  W felt H's body
started shaking his breath became ragged, and the next thing he knew he
could feel his bro shooting inside him.  H exhausted, put his head on his
brother's chest, and fell asleep.  W just rubbed his hands up and down
his brother's back just enjoying being with his brother.  He kissed H's
face and ran his fingers through his ginger hair.  W was hoping his turn
would be that same night.  Unfortunately, that was not to be.  H was
exhausted and out for the night.  W just rubbed one out and shot his load
all over his bro's ass and fell asleep.

            At 6:30, Peter knocked on W's door, as was his custom.  He
heard nothing.  This time, he knocked three more times harder.  "Sir",
he said it's 6:30 time for you to get up.  The trainer will be arriving
soon."  Peter opened the door, seeing that his bed had not been slept in
the night before, he just shut the door and walked down towards Harry's
room. He knocked three times, neither brother awoke.  So again, he
knocked harder and repeated his greeting again.  This time as he opened
the door, he noticed the pungent odor of teen cum, saw the bottle of lube
where the brother's had dropped it, and the two brothers in a lover's
embrace just turned around, shut the door and left.  He would call W's
trainer and let him know that the prince was ill this morning and unable
to make this morning session.  Also, he set out to find Alex to let him
know to cancel any appointments that he had this morning so that the
young prince could sleep uninterrupted.

            W was peacefully asleep when woke up with a jerk, he looked
at the clock and saw it was 8:30, fuck, he overslept, and he'd be in so
much shit with his trainer.  He grabbed his underwear and went taring
towards his room.  He was trying to put on his underwear and run at the
same time.  Fuck it he thought.  Once he reached his room, Peter met him
and said, "I took care of it with the trainer.  You had a 24-hour virus,
if anyone asks."  W smiled a hugged him and said, "You really take care
of me, don't you."  Peter just smiled and said, "24-hour virus, you
should be in bed, it's up to you with or without your brother.  Either
way, don't forget to open a window in your brother's room."  W just
walked away, shaking his head, and laughing.  He was going back to
Harry's room.  He kept his underwear in his hand figured there was no
need for it now.

            W crawled back into H's bed, kissed him on the check, and
became the big spoon as he wrapped his brother in a hug.  H, feeling the
warmth of his brother, scooted back to be closer to him enjoying the
closeness.  H spoke, "Good morning, I'd like to sleep some more, but I
find it difficult to sleep with this long bone poking me in my
ass."  Both brothers giggled.  "Well", W replied, "It is my
turn."  H, swallowed realizing that W was now going to fuck
him.  "Don't worry, bro, I would never hurt you.  I know that this can
hurt, but I will take my time and get you ready.  Only when I feel like
you are ready, then I will make you feel so good.  We have all day, Peter
talked to Alex.  We have a 24-hour virus, and no one will be interrupting
us."  H smiled and said, "Damn he really does think of everything,
doesn't he?  When we get back to London, you owe him a raise."  W
nodded, "I'll consider it.  Right now, I feel something raising for
you."

            W kissed H for a few minutes working down his younger bro's
body.  As much as he wanted to get to the main event, W knew that this
was about H making him comfortable and ready.  He sucked on his bro's
nips, licked around his uncut cock, sucked on his sac, kissing and
massaging both of his balls with his tongue.  Then, he lifted up his
brother's legs and looked at his pink hole, he would almost swear it was
winking at him.  W brought his nose down to it and took a whiff.  It
didn't smell bad, it smelled earthy, it smelled like all boy, and it
smelled like H.  Very slowly, he stuck out his tongue and started to lick
around his hole.  Then his circles got closer and closer until he licked
the outer edge of his hole.  His tongue finally reached his target, and
he slipped the tip inside, and pushed in as far as it could go.  "Holy
fuck", the young prince exclaimed.  "More", was all he could say.

            He continued to lick out his brother's hole.  Then W grabbed
the lube and flipped out the top of it, and he poured a generous amount
into the palm of his hand and started to lube up his pointer
finger.  Very slowly, he pilled his tongue out and pushed his finger in.
W made sure to stop at his first knuckle and just held it inside of
him.  H just moaned with pleasure.  Then even slower, he pushed into his
second knuckle and stopped again.  H was thinking why he had never
thought about playing with his own ass.  W had taught him so much about
pleasure in a short amount of time, that ass play would be a part of his
alone time from now on.  Enough thinking H thought, now just focus on
pleasure.

            W was now pushing in and pulling out his whole finger.  He
now lubed up a second finger, starting slowly again to push them into his
brother.  Once he felt H relax, he started to use those two fingers to
scissor his brother's ass.  H was moaning with so much pleasure and
delight, W knew that he was close to being ready.  He grabbed a pillow,
put it under his ass.  He took another generous amount of lube and
applied it to his ass.  H winced when he felt the cold lotion against his
hole.  W kept the fingers inside H's ass, as he began to lube up his own
dick.  W lined up his cock with his brother's ass and leaned in and
started to kiss his brother.  A few of his mates had told him that they
had bit hard the shoulder blade of the girl that they were ready to fuck,
it surprised her and lessoned the pain of the insertion.  So, he
did.  "Fucker!", H wailed.  "You bit me!"  W smiled and said, "I
did.  You noticed that not the head of my cock in your ass."  H then
felt the heat radiating from the head of his brother's cock in him.  H
smiled, and W began pushing more into him.  Slowly, inch by inch he was
opening up the spare.  Then, H felt that he was as full as he could be as
W's pubes reached H's hole.  W moaned in pleasure and held it there so
H could get used to the feeling.  Then, he started to pull out and plunge
back in.  W was working with a pretty decent rhythm when his brother
exploded cum all over them without him touching himself.  "That, my dear
brother, is the spot in your ass I was talking about earlier", W
said.  H was about to ask more about it, when W's breathing was become
more erratic, and he knew W was close.  He'd ask questions later.  "I
am cum" was all he got out before the spunk exploded from his cock into
his bro's bowels.  W never wanted to pull out of his brother, but his
penis became limp and slipped out.  He collapsed on H's chest.  H felt
empty and he could feel W's jizz starting to leak out of him.  H was
thinking that it didn't hurt as bad as what he figured, so he and W
would do this again.  He hoped.  He couldn't see doing this with any
other guy but W.

            W kissed H and they both talked about their own experience of
being on top and on bottom.  Both were amazed with the pleasure, all
though different, they had experienced.  They were both happy and okay
with what had happened, and they would be doing it again.  W then grabbed
H by his hand to get up.  "A shower is in order, nut first we need to
air out the sex of this room."  W walked to the window opened it up, and
then walked with his bro into his shower. H adjusted the shower to his
normal temperature, and it felt nice to W.  The two brothers soaped every
inch of each other's body.  W got down on his knees and took hi went s
brother's cock into his mouth and sucked him until he shot down his
throat.  W stood up and kissed H, who was surprised that much of his load
was still on his brother's tongue.  H liked the taste of jizz especially
his own, but W's was a close second.  W stopped H from going down on
him.  "Later.  We need food first."  The boys got out of the shower and
dried each other off.  W found his clothes from yesterday, put them on,
and let H know not to worry he'd be back in a few moments.  W went back
to his room, stripped out of his clothes and found a t-shirt and some
lounging pants to throw on.  Next, he called Peter to his room, and told
him to bring up some tea and something to eat up to H's room where they
would be.  Peter nodded and said, "Right away, sir."

            Sucking and fucking became the routine for the
brothers.  Whenever they could slip away alone together, but most likely
at night in each other's room, they would fuck each other's brains
out.  The brothers knew that all would change when they got back to
London.  They were in separate boarding schools, and each had their own
lives.  The boys put those thoughts out of their minds, but reality would
hit them sooner than later.

            London came faster than either brother wanted.  W returned to
his school first, there were exams that needed to be taken.  W missed H
dearly but knew that this is the way it had to be, It needed to be this
way.  The boys would get to spend long weekends and holidays
together.  Most of it naked in each other's bedroom.  Much of the time,
W would be the bottom when it came to fucking.  H would take one for the
team ever so often, nut he never really enjoyed being fucked the way the
W did.  For W this seemed to believe that he was more bi-sexual than
anything else.

            All continued this way until W was 17 and H was 15, then the
accident occurred.  H met W in the horse barn.  A place where they had
rolled in the hay more than once.  They were enjoying themselves riding
the horses and each other.  Both brothers, also, enjoyed a few pints.  H
went looking for a couple more pints to share before they had to dress
for dinner.  H was being his rowdy, excited self.  It spooked one of the
horses, and W got kicked right in hiss balls.  He dropped to the ground
in agony.  The heir was taken immediately to the hospital for
treatment.  His scrotum swelled up like a bruised balloon.  The injury
was contained mostly to the heir's left ball.  Doctors kept the prince
comfortable on a lot of pain meds.  They were hoping that once the
swelling went down, that the prince would recover to normal
health.  However, this proved not to be the case.  Surgery was done to
try to repair the damaged left ball.  It couldn't be saved; the damage
was far to intense.  Unbeknownst to the prince, the palace had taken the
extradentary step to have W's cum taken from him and frozen to ensure
the line of succession while W was put under for surgery.

            The news was devasting to the young heir.  The doctors and
specialists all told W that he could have a full sex life, and that his
ability to be a father would not be in any danger.  Plenty men with only
one ball still fathered kids and had families after having on ball
removed.  To help the prince to fell normal down here, he had an
artificial ball out in his scrotum.  It would never produce any sperm,
but at least in would make his sac appear normal.