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The Prince - Part Two
Bradbury and Morien were five days and four nights on their journey towards the northern estate where Bradbury's master resided.
Bradbury maintained a steady, unhurried pace. They often walked to spare the horse, which was welcomed by Morien as he was unused to riding on a horse and after a few days was becoming very uncomfortable from the soreness in his legs.
The two men spoke but little on the journey. They saw almost no one else, and on those few occasions they attempted no conversation with the passers-by. Their meals consisted solely of the travel tuck that Bradbury was provisioned with.
When night fell, Bradbury would direct them well clear of the ancient high road, delving deep into the forest, where they would set up a simple camp.
Bradbury enfolded Morien into his cloak at night, lightly caressing Morien and petting him to sleep, and Morien generally slept heavily. If Morien chanced to awaken during the night, he found that Bradbury was always awake, always watching the forest around them.
On the forth night, Morien was not so tired, nor did he fall immediately to sleep as he had before. Bradbury had Morien in his arms, and Morien basked in the welcome warmth.
Bradbury was aware that Morien was not asleep.
"Can you not sleep?" Bradbury whispered into Morien's hair.
Morien silently moved his head.
Slowly, Bradbury's right hand wandered up under Morien's clothing, until it found his left nipple. It began to gently squeeze, and then to pinch it, sending shocks of sexual desire through Morien's entire body. His cock had hardened almost instantly, and he felt it pressing against Bradbury's body and he tilted his head back and sighed with pleasure. Soon, the hand wandered to his other nipple, and then the hand worked downwards and teased his erect penis.
Bradbury lowered his head, and began kissing Morien, slowly at first, then with building desire. Morien's head swam as he gave himself up to the wild desires that crashed through him. Soon Bradbury began pulling off Morien's clothing, and then his own while they lay under his cloak.
The two men writhed together under the cloak, all the while exchanging deep kisses and allowing their mouths to nibble and nip at each other's sensitive necks and nipples.
Morien allowed his hands to wander freely over Bradbury's body, and to explore the dark crevices of the masculine features of his armpits, the cleft of his buttocks, the heaviness of his full scrotum.
Presently, Bradbury slipped down lower in the cloak, and enveloped Morien's stiffened manhood deep into his mouth, using his tongue to probe the slit at the end and then he gulped the organ down, almost as if he was devouring it.
Morien, completely unused to such pleasures, arched his back frantically and called out an incoherent warning, which went completely unheeded by Bradbury. Morien's testicles slammed upwards into his body, and his toes curled uncontrollably. Within a few seconds, Morien's semen burst out of his cock and flooded Bradbury's mouth and throat in spurt after spurt after spurt of almost unbearable pleasure.
Bradbury held his mouth on the fountaining penis, swallowing the cum that was being propelled against the back of his throat and waited while Morien's spasms slowly subsided.
Morien, completely spent, lay gasping as his mind cleared somewhat. Bradbury moved upwards and then stretched out beside him, and gently held him again, soothing him, and smoothing his sweaty hair.
Presently, Morien stirred, and then he reached down and grasped Bradbury's organ, which had begun to flag a little.
"Take me now?" Morien asked quietly.
"No, you are spent, and tired," Bradbury whispered.
"I want you to."
Bradbury considered for a moment, then took Morien's left hand, and had him cup it around his large testicles. Quickly, he began stroking his cock, and Morien began to fondle his balls, and listened, and felt, with great fascination, as Bradbury began to masturbate himself to orgasm. After stroking for several minutes, Morien felt Bradbury's scrotum tighten, and then heard Bradbury gasp quietly as his semen shot out of his cock in several bursts onto his taut belly.
After lying quietly for several more minutes, the two men cleaned up, and Morien nestled again in Bradbury's arms, and fell deeply asleep.
In the morning, after a brief breakfast, they were on the road again.
Morien's previous attempts to find out more about the estate they were traveling to and its master had been gently deflected and thus he stopped after it became clear to him that Bradbury was not going to relent.
But, this morning, Bradbury offered the intelligence that they were near the end of their journey:
"Tonight we will reach my master's estate."
And Morien wondered what the end of the day would bring.