Date: Wed, 18 Nov 2020 20:58:51 +0000 From: zachariahyoung Subject: The Prince and His Lover Hello! For the categories for this story I was thinking Adult Youth. Please let me know if I can do anything better next time or if need to fix this story at all. And I would like to include my email address in the story. Thank you! :) I didn't think I would be chosen as the prince's new retainer, but on a whim I applied anyway. Imagine my surprise when I was summoned to the castle and told I would be given a trial period! I was taken straight up to the prince's chamber by an old butler, who told me some things about the prince. "His royal highness is 12 years old, and loves the outdoors. He'll likely expect you to accompany him on outings each day. You'll be given a room attached to his in case he needs you in the middle of the night. If you have any... issues... feel free to come and speak to me." No sooner had he finished speaking than we arrived in front of a door. The butler opened it and bowed, announcing my arrival. I walked into the room and saw the prince for the first time. Prince Alexander was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. His chestnut brown hair looked soft, and ended in little curls. His skin was a deep tan color and was smooth and blemish-free. His lips were full, and as they turned upwards into a smile I couldn't help but smile back. He rose off the bed where he had been sitting and came to greet me. "Your royal highness," I said, bowing deeply. The prince shooed the butler away and then took my hand and pulled me into his room, closing the door behind me. "You must be Jonathon," the prince said. "Don't worry about bowing or calling me `your highness' when we're alone together, I'm just looking for a friend." "I'm happy to be your friend, your high- I mean, Prince Alexander. It's very nice to meet you." "Just Alex, please," he laughed. "I heard you like to play outside?" "Yes!" he exclaimed. "I was actually hoping you would take me down to the lake for a swim." "Of course," I replied. His face lit up, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I couldn't explain why, but it made me so happy to see the prince excited. "You'll have to help me change into my swimwear," the prince instructed. He motioned towards a dresser, which I opened to reveal a very full wardrobe. "There's a pair of shorts to the right side as well as a robe." I found the shorts and the robe, then returned to the prince. He held his arms out to the sides, and I stared at him blankly, trying to hand him the clothes. "Are you going to dress me?" he asked, a little irritated. "Certainly you're old enough to dress yourself?" I asked timidly. I looked down and his smile was gone, replaced with a strangely mischievous glare. "You're my retainer, it's your job to dress and undress me." "I... of course," I stuttered. I removed his shirt, revealing a body that was thin but also had the beginnings of muscle tone, and was just as tan as his face and arms. I pulled down his pants to find his smooth legs were a light brown as well. "Shall I turn around while you remove your underwear?" "Don't be silly!" he exclaimed. "That's part of your job too. Don't be shy." I gently hooked my thumbs into the waist of the young prince's underwear, and slowly began to pull them down. As they cleared his hips they revealed a big surprise: his balls were smooth, but had already descended, and his dick even soft was much bigger than I would have expected for somebody his age (though not as big as mine). I stared at his dick and balls for a minute, almost awestruck at how perfect they were, and I noticed that the area beneath his underwear was pale white, not tan like the rest of his body. I shook myself out of staring, realizing the prince would probably think me odd for looking at his crotch for so long. I quickly pulled off his underwear and then stood to fetch the swim shorts I had placed on the bed behind him. This angle gave me a view of another beautiful asset of the prince: his perfectly-shaped butt. It looked smooth even though the sun coming from the window showed off the very fine peach fuzz that covered his butt cheeks. I marveled at it for a minute before finishing dressing him. Once the prince was dressed and covered in his robe he guided me out of the castle through a series of back passageways until we were behind the building. I looked ahead of us and saw a beautiful lake, the sun bouncing off its surface. The prince led me to a small beach, where he immediately launched himself into the water. When he surfaced he looked up at me and smiled. "Aren't you coming in?" he asked. "Oh I don't have any swimwear," I replied. "I'll watch you." "I insist that you swim with me!" he declared. "I suppose I could swim in my underwear," I replied hesitantly, but the prince shook his head. "That would mean walking back into the castle with wet underwear or being nude under your pants, both of which are not allowed. You can swim naked." His command brought a heat to my face, and I knew I was blushing. "Alex, I don't think that's a good-" "Hurry up!" he shouted. "If it makes you feel better I won't look." True to his word he turned away. Despite feeling anxious about stripping naked near the prince, I knew I had no choice. I pulled my clothes off and hung them over a nearby tree before wading into the lake. I couldn't help but relax when the cool water covered my body, taking away some of the heat and washing away the sweat from our walk out to the lake. The prince swam up to me and, grinning, splashed me. Without thinking I splashed him back, and he giggled loudly. We had a brief splash war until we were both soaked. The prince floated on his back for a time, and the sight of the water rippling over his smooth, thin frame was so cute I couldn't help but stare. Suddenly the prince came out of his float and looked towards me, smiling mischievously. "When my older brother used to come down here with me, he would put me on his shoulders and then flip me into the water. Do you think you could do that?" "Of course," I smiled. I lowered myself into the water to allow Prince Alex to swim onto my back. As he settled himself on my shoulders I realized that his swimwear felt odd against my skin - too smooth and soft. I tried to look at him but couldn't twist my neck that far, but my questions were answered when I looked ahead and saw that, where he had been swimming, the prince's swim shorts floated on the surface of the water. I realized that he was completely naked on my back. I could feel his smooth thighs against my shoulders, and once I realized he was nude I found I could also feel his balls, heavier than I would expect, sitting against my neck. A warm feeling filled my stomach, and against my will I felt my own cock begin to harden. I threw the prince off my shoulders as he had asked, and heard him laugh as he splashed into the water behind me. I turned and was surprised to see he hadn't surfaced. I started to panic a little - had I just drowned the prince?? I frantically looked around near the ripples he had made, but couldn't find him. That is, until I felt a strange sensation below the water. A hand grabbed onto my still-erect dick, holding it tightly. I tried to wiggle away but was unsuccessful. Suddenly the prince rose out of the water, still holding onto my cock, and looked up into my eyes, giving me his most mischievous grin. "You're a lot bigger than I am," he said quietly, squeezing my dick. Even though I was panicking inside the sensation of his small hand on my cock made it throb. "How old are you?" "I'm- let go, please," I said, squirming around. "Not until you answer my questions," he replied, squeezing even tighter. "I'm 19!" I answered, and he relaxed a little, but still kept his hold on me. I tried my hardest to make my dick soften, but something about the prince holding it made it refuse to be anything but rock hard. "That explains why you're bigger than me," he giggled. "But I think I'm pretty big for my age. What do you think?" "I wouldn't know, your highness." "Of course you do," he grinned. "I saw you admiring it back in the castle. So tell me, do you think it's big?" "Yes it is, I was surprised to see its size and how your balls have dropped." "It's a lot bigger when it's hard," the prince said, grinning up at me. Suddenly I felt my hand being taken and pulled towards him. It brushed up against something warm and hard - the prince wrapped my hand around his erect cock, moving my wrist up and down so I could appreciate its length. My own cock twitched and I couldn't help but squeeze it lightly, and the prince giggled. "I'm pretty proud of it. Now, one last question - are you a virgin?" "What??" I asked. "A virgin," he repeated. "I've never known the touch of a woman," I answered. "Or a man?" he asked, giving me that grin again. "Not the touch of a man either," I replied. "Other than my own," I added. "Good," he said. "The biggest requirement to be my retainer is that you have to be a virgin." "Why's that?" I asked. "You'll find out later," he shrugged. "But for now you're gonna help me take care of this boner, `kay?" "I- what?" I questioned. Instead of responding he started gently thrusting in and out of my hand. "Your highness, I don't think this is-" the prince cut me off by leaning into me and reaching up to kiss me. His little tongue started poking at my lips, and without thinking I opened my mouth to receive it. He flicked my tongue with his, and my head started to cloud over with lust for the little prince. I kissed him back, using my own tongue to gently lick his. While we kissed I started gently jerking the prince off, using my free hand to cup his balls. They had drawn right up against his body in the cold water, but they still felt so full for his age, and as I stroked him his cock grew even bigger and harder. The prince relaxed his hold on my dick and slid one hand behind my neck to pull me in tighter to his kiss while the other hand slowly migrated towards my back. He slid the second hand down until it was gently massaging my ass cheeks. I couldn't help loving the feeling of the young prince's hard cock in my hand while he rubbed my ass and kissed me hard. I started jerking him faster, squeezing tighter and rubbing my thumb on the tip. The prince began to rock his hips in motion with my strokes, fucking my hand harder and harder. Prince Alex pulled back from our kiss and looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, biting his lips to stifle his moans. "Oh fuck that feels soooo good. I'm... I'm getting close," he panted. "Oh fuck, oh fuck yes Jonathon I'm going to cum, oh fuuuuuckkk...!" He let out a loud moan as I felt his cock start to jump and twitch in my hand. I looked down and could see the cum shooting out of it through the clear water. I kept jerking him until he pulled back, smiling up at me. My own dick was still hard as a rock, but I had forgotten it in the fog of pleasuring the prince. I reached down, trying to discreetly masturbate myself, but the prince noticed and shook his head. "Wait for later," he smiled, giving me a cute wink. I nodded and followed him out of the lake, forgetting I was fully naked. He looked at my erection, which was so hard it was throbbing visibly, and laughed. "You really liked touching me, didn't you?" I nodded, and he seemed satisfied. "I have to ask... aren't you worried someone from the castle saw that?" I asked. He shook his head in reply. "Nah... the only rooms on this side of the castle are bedrooms, and the only two people who sleep in those rooms are me and my brother - and I guess you now too. But my brother has gone away and isn't due back until tomorrow or the next day, and the maids have already finished cleaning, so I'm sure we're safe." I realized then that he planned this all out. He had intended from the start to make my jerk him off, and had masterminded it in a way that would come off more innocently than just simply telling me what he wanted. We dried off and I dressed, and we headed back for the castle for dinner. I tried so hard to ignore the aching boner that refused to disappear all night, but the prince and I dined together in his room. Afterwards he told me he was ready for bed - I helped him change into his pajamas, and tucked him into bed. He looked so angelic in his blankets that I couldn't help but kiss him gently on the forehead. "Goodnight, Prince Alex," I said. "Goodnight Jonathon," he replied, yawning. Satisfied that he was comfortable I headed into my own room, exhausted but still achingly horny, and laid down. As I laid there trying my hardest to ignore the boner tenting my blankets up, I couldn't help but wonder (and, to my surprise, hope) whether the prince would want to do what we did that day again some time.