Author’s note: first of all I wanted to say thank you to my fantastic Beta – reader, Susan.
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Michael wasn’t happy about Justin’s decision, but he had no choice but to accept it; he left with a defeated look.

Brian and Justin were excited about their victory and without realizing it they found themselves in an embrace.  Once they realized what they were doing they stepped apart feeling a bit strange at the whole situation but it didn’t end there because before he could stop the words Justin had invited Brian to dinner.  Stranger yet, Brian accepted.  


It was 8 p.m., Brian was sitting at the royal table, the biggest table he had ever seen. As promised Justin arrived five minutes later, as he always believed in being prompt.


As Justin entered the room, Brian was unprepared for the sight before him.  Justin wore a very elegant, dark blue robe trimmed with gold braid.  It had long sleeves, with a low neckline that revealed his graceful neck.  The color of the robe accentuated Justin’s eyes and for the first time Brian couldn’t help but notice how very blue they were.  As the man racked his eyes from head to toe over the young man’s lithe form he took in the long, blond hair and imagined himself caressing the silky locks while Justin moaned in his arms.


“Did you hear what I’ve said?” Justin’s melodic voice interrupted Brian’s thoughts.

“Sorry. What did you say? I didn’t hear you,” Brian replied embarrassed.

“You seem quiet distracted tonight, Capitan Kinney. Maybe I’m  boring you?”

“No Your Highness, don’t say that,” Brian said in a rush. The truth was that he didn’t want Justin to think he found him boring.

“I’m glad and please call me Justin.”

“Fine, Justin. Then you should call me Brian.”

“I will be pleased, Brian.” Justin smiled.

“So now that formalities are over I guess we’re friends?”

“I guess we are,” Justin answered.

“So, as a friend, I ask you to dance with me.”

“Dance? But we can’t,” Justin said disappointed.

“Why? Is it because we’re two males?” Brian replied annoyed. He wanted Justin to be in his arms and he was disappointed when he learned that the prince thought it was wrong.

“Isn’t it a good enough reason?”

“Don’t think about what’s wrong and right,” Brian started, now his voice was sweet and his handsome face was relaxed. “Think about what you want,” Brian said. “What do you want, Justin?”

“I want to dance with you,” Justin replied, charmed by the handsome captain.

Brian was about to encourage Justin to do what his heart knew was right, but they were suddenly interrupted by a scream.

“If you want to save this woman’s life you have to do what I’ll tell you, Your Highness.”

“Wait a moment… I know this voice,” Brian whispered. In fact, he knew the voice very well since it was Michael’s voice.

“Mr. Novotny I thought I had made it crystal clear with you when I told you to leave.”

“Have you? You see, Your Highness, I have a big problem with my hearing… Maybe I didn’t hear you right,”  Michael replied with a challenging look.

“What do you want, Mr. Novotny? Why did you come back?” Although Justin had a fierce look on his face, he was frightened by the cold – hearted man who was pointing a large knife at the throat of one of his servants.

“I want you, Your Highness,” Michael smirked and  Justin’s face paled at the idea of what he was being told.

“What do you mean you want me? I don’t understand.”

“I want your servants to prepare  a coach for us, so that we will be able to leave, together.”

“What? No, I won’t leave with you.”

 “Then your servant here will die,” Michael replied, looking like a psycho.

Justin didn’t know what to do, Michael scared him and he was sure that, once he was alone with him, the man would kill him, or worse. However, he couldn’t let his servant die. In fact, his parents taught him that every life was valuable and there was no such thing as superior or inferior people. It didn’t matter that the person whose life was in danger was a simple servant, Justin wasn’t suppose to sacrifice that person.

“I need you to say something, Your Highness,” Michael said annoyed. Why couldn’t the prince make a decision? he thought. Why didn’t he understand he also had other things to do?

Justin didn’t know what to say. It wasn’t an easy decision. Then he noticed Brian standing behind Michael and he was surprised by the look on the guard chief’s face. It was as if the man was telling him to do what Michael wanted and not worry because he would be there for him. Without further thought Justin agreed to go with Michael, because he knew Brian would protect him.

The road the coach travelled on was uncomfortably silent. Never in all his life had Justin felt so bad and scared.

“We’ve arrived,” Michael said, a cruel smile played on his lips. He was already looking forward what he would do to Justin.

“Where are we?” Justin asked, fear present in his voice.

“Take a look around.”

Justin looked, and what he saw frightened him. They were in the middle of… nowhere. All he could see was darkness and bushes.

“We are in the Big Forest. There won’t be anyone here to disturb us.”

“What do you want to do?” Justin asked.

“I want to do many things, but the first thing I’ll do is this.” With that he revealed a gun and shot the coachman.

“Noooo! Why did you do that? He didn’t do anything to you?” Justin asked as he cried.

“You’re so naïve, my beautiful princess. In this world people prefer killing innocent people. That’s the way it is. Now undress.”

“What? Never. I won’t undress.”

“Maybe I haven’t explained well, I said UNDRESS,” he said pointing a large knife at Justin’s throat. Justin couldn’t help but comply and he removed his beautiful, blue robe revealing a silky white short – sleeved robe underneath.

“You wear too many items of clothing. Is it because you’ve got an ugly body, Princess?”

“Don’t call him like that!”

“Who are you? Show yourself to me!” The figure came out from the shadows, revealing his identity; it was Brian.

“Let the princess go.”

“Forget it. The princess is mine… I’m going to possess this beautiful creature in front of you and then he’ll have a very painful and bloody death.”

“Why do you want hurt him when it’s me you really want?” Brian asked. He was trying to distract Michael so that Justin could run away.

“That’s where you’re wrong. It’s him that I want,” Michael said caressing Justin’s cock. “I’ve wanted him since I saw him. Then there’s that little thing that by hurting him I’ll hurt you too… why are you looking at me like that? I’m not blind, I’ve seen the way you look at him. Now enough with the chit – chat, Justin prepare yourself to be mine.”

Brian however had other ideas and with an incredible speed was on top of Michael. The man defended himself by throwing Brian a punch. However, the taller man wasn’t afraid of him and he landed a punch. Justin stood there and watched as both men landed punch after punch neither one of them willing to give in.  They were each hoping the other would fall first. The two warriors refused to give in until Michael found an opportunity to reach for his knife and threw it at Brian catching him in the right arm.

“Now you’re mine, Kinney. Just like your little boy here.”

“Don’t insult me. You have to do a lot better to defeat me.”

“If you insist that much, I’ll show you why the inhabitants of the Dark Kingdom can’t be defeated.”

“You’ve been telling me the same things for ten years. It’s time to change, what do you think?”

“I think you’ll die very soon and believe me, it’s going to hurt.” With that Michael started to kick Brian, but he didn’t wait long before the guard chief answered him. Brian was bigger and taller but Michael was more agile. Justin was amazed by the perfection in which the two men displayed their hand-to-hand combat skills and for a moment wished he was like them. Then the prince saw something change, Brian took Michael’s knife and stabbed him the thigh.

“You didn’t do anything to me,” Michael said breathless.

“Really? You look a bit wasted. Are you sure you’re okay?” Brian asked sardonically.

“I’m more than okay and I’ll show you.”

“I can barely wait,” Brian replied.

After the short chat the two men resumed their combat with kicks, punches and slaps. Justin wondered how could they fight like professionals one minute, then fight like two girls who wanted the same boy afterwards.

Brian had enough of this nonsense and he finally saw the perfect opportunity to remove his gun. With perfect precision he aimed, and caught Michael by surprise. The smaller man was able to throw his knife at Brian, barely wounding his left arm before he collapsed. He went down, his eyes closed. He was dead.  

“Is he really dead?” Justin asked and Brian nodded. “So is this the end?”

“I think so, Princess,” Brian replied, still a bit shaken. Justin went to him and hugged him hard, finally released the tears he held back.

“Shhhhh, it’s okay.”

“I was so afraid,” Justin said through his tears.

“You never have to be afraid when you’re with me,” Brian replied sincerely. Justin nodded then realized he felt something wet and sticky on the man’s arm.

“My God Brian, you’re hurt. You’re bleeding. We have to go to the hospital immediately,” Justin babbled.

“Hey, shh, calm down. It’s only a scratch.”

“Are you sure? We’ll go to the hospital anyway, you never know,” Justin said seriously.

“Okay, you sound like you’re very worried about me.”

“I am. If something happened to you I…” Justin started but Brian interrupted him.

“Shhhh…it’s okay,” Brian said, his face getting closer to Justin’s until their lips touched.

The kiss started slowly and gently but it turned passionate very quickly. Their tongues were duelling for supremacy, arms were running along each other’s bodies, divesting them of their clothes. 

“Why do you have to wear so many clothes?” Brian asked, as he stood naked before Justin who was still wearing underwear.

“It’s our tradition,” a very horny Justin answered.

“Fuck the tradition.”

Brian removed the last piece of Justin’s clothes. The two men were now completely naked and groping against each other.

“It’s a waste covering your body with so many clothes,” Brian whispered as he kissed and caressed every part of Justin’s body.

“You think so?” Justin moaned.

“Yes. You’re so beautiful,” Brian said before taking the man’s cock in his mouth. Justin was in ecstasy. Never in his life had he experienced such pleasure, nor had he thought it was even possible. He came after a few minutes and Brian laughed.

“What?” Justin asked, afraid that he had done something wrong.

“Nothing. You came so quickly. ”  Brian was pleased, apparently, the man was a virgin. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough.”

“That’s okay. I think it’s kind of sweet. I’d like to be your first time. Can I?”

“Yes, just take it easy.”

Brian didn’t wait for more and started to cover Justin’s body with kisses and caresses. The boy was pleased as he smiled to himself.

“Do you like it?”

“Yeah, very,” a smiling Justin replied.

Brian put a lubed finger inside Justin’s hole and he could feel the man squirm beneath him. He was so tight. When he was sure Justin was okay, he placed another finger inside the boy. This time Justin let go a moan and a third finger was added. When he was sure it was okay he removed his fingers, replacing them with his big cock.

“Ahh ahhh ahh, fuck. Does it always hurt?“

“A little bit, but that’s part of it.” Brian pushed further, drowning his cock inside Justin’s hole. At first he was uncomfortable, but as he adjusted to Brian’s size he felt like he was in heaven. No wait, Justin thought, heaven isn’t anywhere close to what he was feeling as he enveloped the man’s cock in his tight hole. Justin had never been so happy, he was in Brian’s arms where he felt cherished and loved. He knew that Brian felt the same. The two came together, looking into each other’s eyes. They were the eyes of two men in love. 

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The ride back to the castle was silent. Neither of the two men had the courage to talk about what happened. Finally, they arrived at the castle and Justin found the courage to talk about what happened.

“What are you talking about?” An annoyed Brian asked. He didn’t seem like the man who took his virginity. In fact, this man seemed like the person Justin had met at the beginning; a rude and sardonic man.

“You know… we made love.”

“Made what? Princess I’m hate to break your fairytale world, but what we’ve did wasn’t love.”

“Then what? What was it if it wasn’t love?”

“It was just me fucking your brains out and if I happened to take your virginity, well let’s just say that deflowering a prince does wonderful things for my self-respect.”

“So you don’t love me?”

“Are you kidding? You’re too fragile for me, my beautiful Princess.”

Justin didn’t know what to do; he was desperate. He had just found out his love wasn’t returned. Immediately, he ran to his room, “You’ll see what your beautiful princess can do, my charming Capitan,” he said to himself as he took a knife and…