The blizzard raged outside. The travellers knelt by the fire, trying to warm themselves in the meagre shelter they had found in the cave. But it had been worth it. They had found a prize greater than all the jewels in the known world. They had found love. As the two, battle worn heroes took comfort in the small fire, they gazed into each others eyes. Adrian of Tuscavy, a world renowned knight of the old code, had spent his life exploring the mysteries of the world, and righting the wrongs of unjust men and tyrants as he came across them. His companion shall remain nameless. Needless to say, the eyes into which Adrian gazed were deeper than the very ocean itself, over which he had passed many a time in his eventful life. Adrian had always been a cheerful man on the outside. Everyone loved him, and not just because of his heroic deeds. He had brought joy to everyone, but himself. Although he took great pride in his accomplishments, nothing could fill the void he always felt in his heart, other than the sweet embrace of another. Something he had never felt before this night. After journeying for 2 weeks solid Adrian and his companion came to the city of Korinthius. The city had declared its independence from the state of Promethia in which it resided. The king of Promethia, while just and true, was somewhat ruthless in his upholdel of the law and goodness. Something which many citizens of Korinthius despised, for they believed without choice, life was meaningless. The king had sent Adrian to re-conquer the city, however he saw fit. Adrian had but one demand. The king's eldest child would go with him. The kings heir, was still young in many's eyes, but had seen many a battle, and always been successful on the field of war. The king was not worried for his offspring's life, and so agreed to the terms. The city of Korinthius was nestled high in the Korrindor Mountains. There was but one route up to it, and it was treacherous. Adrian and his companion fought their way bravely to the city, through hardships untold and dangers unnumbered. They reached the city, and were met by the leader of the rebellion. After proclaiming his right to live free, he was cut down with righteous fury. Adrian had no time for small men trying to ruin the peace of the land with their petty ideals. The rest of the rebellion was soon quelled. Adrian had become cold through his work over the years. He fought where it was needed, but never felt completed. He was preparing to return to the king with his escort, when a soft hand firmly clasped his shoulder. He was used to being praised for his deeds, but this time he was questioned. He did not really know why he had done it, over than it seemed right. Adrian was told that right was a human creation, and is different for each person. Adrian tried to dismiss this thought but it haunted him for the next few hours. It was more than the words which had been spoken; there was something else about his companion that intrigued him. He could not take his mind off the king's offspring. Having travelled the world, Adrian had seen beauty of all manners, but none like this. He realised his infatuation when it was drawn to his attention that his eyes had rarely left his companions face since their journey had begun. With a mind as unsure as his heart, Adrian led them away from the kingdom, and instead they went deeper into the mountains. His escort followed, unquestioning. Adrian was not sure why, but this seemed right. The two travelled for several days, fighting past the violent inhabitants of the mountains. A forgotten tribe of people, twisted and bitter as the harsh landscape in which they lived. The weather become more unforgiving each day until the pair was forced into the cave at which our story began.
The storm began to die down, and the cave slowly warmed up after the two had sealed the entrance with snow and rocks from nearby. They began removing their wet, damaged clothing and armour, until they were in their undergarments. The king's heir had never seen such a fine, sculpted body as that of Adrian's. Adrian's hair, wet with sweat and snow, curled downwards around his face, bouncing as his head moved. The water dripping from it ran down his toned, muscular body; over his battle scars and tattoos, reaching his lap and soaking into his leggings. As Adrian undressed he found it difficult to take his eyes off of his companion. There was awkward silence. Neither of them was used to this kind of situation, but something about it seemed right. They both sat almost naked, facing each other. Their eyes locked gaze, like a pair of sparkling blue jewels. Adrian's companion had removed his clothes to reveal a surprisingly well toned body, free of scars or markings. Smooth like silk, but firm as stone. Adrian had never found the male form so intriguing before in his life, although he had never had the urge to take pleasure in a woman's body either, despite the invitations. The Kings Son slowly lent forward towards Adrian, his moist, virginal lips meeting Adrian's where he sat. Adrian was unsure of what to do, but was driven by some primal force, willing him to continue. Their eyes closed. His mouth opened and his tongue began to move forward, rubbing the king's son's lips gently. The young man reciprocated by using his tongue to gently caress Adrian's. After a moment which seemed like an eternity, the two separated their lovers embrace. Their eyes remained transfixed once reopened, and the young prince told Adrian that he had never experienced the pleasure of another person before. Adrian was somewhat comforted this, and proceeded to tell the prince that neither had he. Reassured by this, they both moved closer, slowly tilting their heads. Another gentle kiss was followed by a gentle caress of the back of Adrian's head. The prince's fingers ran through his wet, curly hair, down onto his shoulder. Adrian's hands wandered onto the prince's firm muscular body. He ran them down his smooth back, and slowly began to squeeze the prince's buttock. The prince gently but firmly pushed Adrian onto his back. The two lay there on top of Adrian's fur coat, enjoying each others taste for a little while. Adrian felt something throbbing in his underpants, and ripped them off in 1 passionate motion. The prince followed suit and tore his wet, revealing loin cloth from his body, and threw it into the fire. A sudden blaze of fire mirrored the passion the 2 young men had discovered inside themselves. As the prince kissed Adrian, he moved slowly down his body, kissing his neck, then his muscular chest, avoiding the hair in its centre, between his muscular pectoral muscles. His mouth found its way to Adrian's nipple, and began to gently suck on it, as his tongue flicked it gently. The prince could feel himself responding to the arousal, and Adrian could feel it to, as his legs was pressed into the prince's groin. He could feel a throbbing pushing past his leg, down towards his stomach. He was pleasantly surprised to feel a large thick cock pushing into his rippling abdomen. The prince's head wandered further down lick the muscular stomach of his lover. He stopped when he felt something pushing into the bottom of his head. Something strangely attractive, and also irresistible. He opened his mouth and went down onto Adrian's large cock, taking it deep into his throat. He gripped it firmly but gently with his lips as he sucked on it gently, moving his head upwards. His eyes once again caught Adrian's, as Adrian gave a smile for the first time. His hands moved onto the shoulders of the young prince, and up his neck, onto the back of his head. His hands grasped the prince's blonde hair, and held his head as it slowly moved up and down on his thick veined cock.
Sensing Adrian's arousal the prince pulled away from the beautiful penis and kissed him on the lips once more. He moved his body up Adrian's, until his stomach was directly above Adrian's head. He slowly moved his cock within reach of Adrian's open mouth. Eager as he was beautifully built, Adrian licked the cock and proceeded to suck on it. Much harder than the young prince had, but just as enjoyable. Adrian moved forward and backwards, taking the cock deep into his mouth. The prince began slowly thrusting his dick into Adrian's mouth, which they both found even more arousing. Seeing the prince's enjoyment of this motion, Adrian decided he wanted to do likewise. He pushed the prince onto his side and kissed him as passionately as he had sucked and licked him. He rolled the prince onto his back, as the prince's legs wrapped around Adrian's middle. His body was mostly dry now, but his hair was still dripping. With one hand he held his penis near the prince's tight behind. With the other he wrung his hair, and cool water fell all over the prince's rear and Adrian's big hard cock. Adrian moved closer to the prince, forcing his cock into him. The prince groaned, in pain at first, but later in pleasure. The thick cock moved slowly, deep into the young prince's firm tight ass. The prince's hand grasped the fur coat on which they lay, and tugged on it hard. His other hand ran up Adrian's perfect body, through the small patch of manly hair on his chest, and up his neck onto his soft warm cheek. They both smiled at each other as their eyes remained locked. Adrian gently thrust into the prince, and slowly pulled out; over and over, he thrust deeper and deeper into him. The prince took all of Adrian's cock with screams of pleasure, as he rubbed his own huge cock up and down. Adrian's belly was soon moist with liquid from the prince's cock. Adrian lent down and licked the tip, as he continued to fuck him harder and harder. It didn't take long for Adrian to climax, and shoot hot sticky cum deep inside the young prince. At the same moment the prince shot a huge load, all over Adrian's chest and belly. Adrian bent down to lick up the cum that had dribbled down onto the prince. Adrian stayed inside him for a while as they kissed on the floor. Neither of them noticed as the fire slowly died out. They fell asleep in each other's sweet embraces. Neither of them awoke the next frozen morning.