A King, In Name Only - Chapter 6

Cains Story - A Story Within A Story

A, by now, totally bored Cain was almost happy to hear the Prince's bedroom door opening. He was surprised to see - not the Prince - but four soldiers carrying a tub of water. They placed the tub on the floor and backed off to either side. A young serving girl, about 14 years of age, entered the room.

She called the boy and beckoned him to come to her. Cain slid off the bed and came to stand in front of her.

"Bath time, little man," she said as she raised Cain's arms above his head.

Slipping his nightshirt up and off the boys body, the girl let out a sharp gasp. She was stunned by the boys beauty and perfection. She had never seen any male naked. This was a new experience and a pleasant one. Gathering her wits about her, she helped the lad into the tub.

For his part, Cain was at first embarrassed by being stripped naked in front of this stranger. He quickly got over it as he had been naked many times in front of his brothers and sisters while bathing at home.

Starting at the boys head, the girl washed his black hair with lye soap. Carefully, she rinsed it with water without getting too much in the boys eyes. As she proceeded to the boys face and neck, she could not help but gaze upon his beauteous face. Without knowing it, she was falling in love with this young boy.

Carefully, she washed the boys shoulders, arms and back. Turning him around to wash his chest and stomach, she started to become excited. The thought of washing the luscious bits of flesh directly beneath Cain's tummy caused the juices to flow between her loins. She wondered how it would feel to have them in her hands.

Trying to calm herself, she turned the boy and began to wash his bum. The skin soon became slippery and her fingers massaged the firm, golden cheeks. Cain was beginning to feel some strange new sensations as the girl washed his behind. The feelings started to spread throughout his body as the girl slid her soapy fingers up and down the crack of his bum. Every time they brushed his small pink hole, a tremor ran through his body.

Cain almost fainted wth pleasure as the maid slipped a soapy finger between his cheeks and pushed it against his tight anal opening. He shuddered even more as his muscles relaxed and her finger glided in and out several times. Would this be what it felt like when the Prince slid his cock into his ass, Cain wondered.

The maid withdrew her finger, depriving Cain of any further pleasure from his rear opening. She quickly rinsed his bottom and soaped and rinsed his legs. Turning the boy around, she found his semi hard penis pointing directly at her face. She had to fight an overwhelming urge to kiss the cute tube of flesh. Had there not been four soldiers there, she knew she would have done it.

Delaying the inevitable as long as possible, the maid washed Cain's legs and feet. At last, she had no choice but to face the task of washing Cain's now almost erect cock. She didn't know why, but the prospect excited her. So much so, that her juices were running freely between her thighs. She had never seen or touched a male before, not even a small boy.

Slowly she soaped her hands, not taking her eyes off the five inch erection. Had she been experienced, she might have been impressed by the size of this boys erection. As far as length was concerned, many adult men possessed a cock no bigger than this.

It was long and slender and protruded almost to the boys belly button.

Grasping the boys bum with one hand, she began to rub soap on the boys two small testicles. It was almost a surprise as the young maid discovered the two oval orbs hiding in the silky skin. She marvelled at their firmness, their uniform size and shape. She was also surprised by the low moaning noises emanating from deep down in the boys throat. Cain was in a world of his own as the young gorl spent longer than necessary soaping the dangling eggs.

This fact was not lost on the four soldiers - all of whom had erections tenting the fronts of their clothing. Whether they lusted after the young boy; or dreamed of their own jewels being massaged by this sweet young maiden will never be known. Suffice it to say that each was lost in a world of his own.

The girls slender fingers reached upwards to the base of the erect shaft. She grasped it on either side and slid her fingers slowly up to the now uncovered head. As she moved towards the end, what little loose skin reained was pushed partially over the head of Cain's boy dick. He shuddered as her fingers reached the sensitive mushroom at its tip. The girls fingers paused for a moment, then slowly soaped the very tip. Cain's cock strained upwards, releasing itself from the last vstiges of his foreskin. The boy moaned audibly as did two of the soldiers.

The maid started to stroke gently up and down the erect phallus. Her eyes were only inches from it and she studied its every nuance. She was in a trance-like state, unaware of time or space. Her eyes; her mind; her whole being focused in on the slender rod that seemed to throb with the essence of the young lad. Suddenly the girl felt her first ever self-induced orgasm. It shook her whole being and she had to grasp the boy firmly to keep from falling.

She was truly astonished by what was happening to her. Had it not been so pleasurable, she might have been frightened by it. Cain, too, was in a trance. Somewhere deep inside him, he ached for the release he had never experienced before. But he was denied it and unknowingly frustrated by it. Regaining her composure, the girl quickly rinsed the soap from the boy.

She dried him with a rough cloth and covered the young childs nakedness with a clean night shirt. As the bath finished, a small meal was brought in and Cain hungrily ate it. Although he was starved for more than food, he was quickly satiated by the delicious, if simple fare.

As he finished, the maid gathered the wooden dishes and placed them on a tray.

Whispering in the lads ear, she advised him that he should use the chamber pot, shortly and then rinse himself with water from a small basin on the nightstand. The maid left, followed by the four horny soldiers carrying the tub of dirty bath water. Cain was once again alone. As instructed, he emptied his bowels and bladder and cleansed himself as best he could. Climbing onto the bed, he covered himself and promptly fell asleep.

He did not awaken until the naked Meglis shook him. Through sleep filled eyes, Cain peered around to gain his bearings. He quickly recalled where he was. Realizing that he would not be joined by the nullified Bramlin, he readied himself for he knew not what.

Meglis uncovered the boy. Getting off the bed, he motioned for Cain to slide to his side of the bed. Cain did as he was told, positioning himself as Bramlin had. The Prince moved onto the bed and prepared to unwrap his latest gift. Slowly, he slid the night shirt up the boys tanned body. He let out a slight whistle as he noted the size and beauty of the boys hairless cock and balls. Cain moved about slightly to allow his body to be stripped. He had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. The organ between his legs was stirring as the grown man stared at his nude body.

With one final pull, Cain was freed of the night shirt. He lay there remembering what Bramlin had done. Slowly, he brought his fingers to his cock and started to stroke it. He had never done this before, at least not while he was awake. His cock responded to his tender touch by expanding rapidly.

Feeling almost overwhelmed, the boy grasped his stiff rod, wrapping his fingers around it. His hand moved up and down the erect cock almost with a mind of its own. Cain glanced at Meglis for a split second, and noted the slight smile that played around the man's mouth.

He also noted that the Prince's cock was stiff and pointing directly at him.

Without a word, Meglis straddled the boys body and aimed his cock towards the boys small mouth. Cain was ready, parting his lips. He wondered how the angry looking purple head would taste. Meglis moved forward until his cock head rested on the boys lips. Cain opened a little wider and the Prince slipped his head into the warm, moist cavity. Cain closed his mouth, his lips surrounding the shaft just at the base of the glans. His senses picked up little or no taste from the intruder. Meglis was a fanatic about cleanliness, including that of his own body.

Meglis moved his stiff cock to the back of the boys mouth. Like a baby who naturally suckles a breast, Cain found himself moving his tongue under the stiff cock and sucking gently. As the organ entered his throat, he gagged. Meglis moved back slightly, recognizing that the boy was, as yet, inexperienced. Cain caught his breath and quickly lost it again as the cock entered his throat. Meglis started to move in and out of the boys mouth. For his part, Cain learned quickly when to breath and when to suck and swallow.

Meglis was almost un-nerved as the boy rapidly brought his cock near to orgasm. He knew the boy was a virgin. And yet, here he was sucking like he had done it many times before. Meglis removed his cock from the boys mouth before he lost his juices in the way he preferred least. He moved off of Cain's body.

Cain raised his legs as he again recalled what Bramlin had done.

Meglis placed the cloth ties around Cain's ankles; positioning himself between the boys legs. As he looked at the beautiful round and tanned bum; its tiny pink opening ready and waiting for him; he almost shot his load. The boys deflowering would be over quickly, he realized.

Without benefit of lubrication, Meglis' cock was placed at the tiny star-shaped opening. Cain could feel the heat from the mans cock as it prepared to penetrate him. He had never had anything in this opening before and he feared that the kings large weapon might do him grievous injury.

He did not have to wait to find out. With a searing, burning pain, the Prince buried himself to the hilt. Cain screamed out loud and tears filled his eyes. But even as his tiny sphincter was being ravaged, he noted the smile on Meglis' face when he screamed. As the Prince pulled out and thrust in again, Cain screamed again. And again, Meglis smiled. The pain in the boys ass was tremendous. For a brief moment, he had forgotten about his own hard cock. Immediately, and to the Prince's great delight, he seized his cock and started to pump it.

The Prince was good for three more painful strokes before his hot juices erupted into the boys insides. And Cain, too, erupted. No, not in a fountain of boy cum. But his body spasmed in his first true dry orgasm. The contractions of his rectum as he came brought a new intensity to the Prince's almost completed orgasm. He was treated to three or four more spurts before he fell back on the bed, pulling himself free from Cain's tight hole.

As for Cain, he was almost unaware of the Prince's sudden withdrawal. His body convulsing in wave after wave of pleasure. His hand pumping madly on his swollen cock. The boy let out a gasp as his body released one last burst of orgasmic energy. He did not know what he was feeling. But he was almost grateful to the Prince for having brought him such new found pleasures as he had just experienced.

The boys quick mind told him that he had one more task to perform. He removed the loops from around his angles and scrambled up onto his hands and knees. Meglis was caught completely off guard as he realized that the boy was preparing himself to give the Prince's cock a tongue bath.

Meglis crawled off of the bed and stood in front of the waiting Cain. Cain proceeded to lick and suck the residues of his recent fucking from the Prince's cock. Although he found it disgusting, he willed himself to do the best job he could. When he had completed his task, he scrambled to his side of the bed.

Meglis slid into the large bed. Turning his back on his new lover, he covered his body. But unlike past nights, he was unable to sleep. This new boy puzzled him. Unlike all the others, this boy seemed to enjoy what had happened to him. His orgasm was proof of that. And he seemed to want to please the Prince. This was truly a puzzle for Meglis. When he finally fell asleep, it was to a night of restlessness and strange dreams. Dreams of a boy who controlled his master.

As for Cain, he too did not sleep. He quickly came to the conclusion that - in order to realize his dream of living here forever - he must learn to please this strange man like no other had ever done before. Much of his night was spent replaying every action that had taken place in great detail. He studied each part of the act that had played itself out. He could hardly wait for tomorrow.

Continued In Chapter 7 - Cain's Training - A Story Within A Story