of 1 9 Simón was abstaining from drinking for the night. He floated in the warm waters with the drunk and horny prince. Louis spilled the fine vodka as he clumsily wafted in the piscina. The young prince had a certain childlike charm as he giggled and spilled his drink over himself. Simón chased him hungrily toward the edge of the pool. The two of them were naked and red. Simón was just a bit taller than him but Louis felt tiny against him as Simón chewed at his earlobe and down his neck. “Simón, are you drunk?” Jaime stood above them on the concrete, “You promised me you wouldn’t drink.” Jaime stayed modest in the bathhouse with a towel around his waist but Simón, from his angle, could see a good deal of what Jaime attempted to hide. He smiled as he leaned back into the water, “I haven’t touched a drop of liquor, friend.” He made no attempt to hide his effort to see more beneath Jaime’s towel. “Then stop being so horny, Sir.” Louis was slipping into the water as he drank his glass. “My dear, Sir,” Jaime dropped to his knees to grab Louis by the arms, “Simón, please be vigilant. You know how His Highness gets when he’s drunk! Help me get him up.” Simón held Louis’s waist and helped to hoist him out of the water. He relished the prince’s soft butt as Jaime pulled him into his arms. Simón stopped Jaime for a moment. He took the prince’s unconscious foot and licked it gently. Gingerly pushing his tongue through the elegant gap in his toes. He savored the clean taste of Louis’s slender toes, kissing each one before he allowed Jaime to steal his prince away. “Damn all, Simón, you’re a lecher,” Jaime blushed as he held Louis in his arms. Simón hung to the side of the pool, looking up under Jaime’s towel as he was standing up, “You talk a lot of shit to your superior, you know.” He smiled as he stroked Jaime’s ankle with his finger ever so lightly. Jaime ignored him and walked toward a lounge. He laid the prince down, covering his nudity with a thin gold and silver embroidered towel. of 2 9 Simón saved the fallen glass of vodka from the pool and placed it on the edge. He lifted himself out of the water. His friend Gaspar was across the large bath hall and he didn’t want to put much effort in traveling long for idle chatter. He watched Jaime attentively caring for his cousin. Jaime poured a glass of water for the prince, sitting it on the table next to him. He was wiping drool and dirt from Louis’s face when he felt a warm embrace behind him. “Simón, you must be drunk to think this is acceptable.” His face was red. “No, not a drop.” Simón’s voice was low and sultry. He kissed the nape of Jaime’s neck and stroked along his chest. “I’m just a little lonely since you took my Louis.” Jaime accidentally let a moan escape him, “Sir, you know I don’t fuck drunk men.” Simón’s hand ventured down Jaime’s stomach toward the towel guarding his desire. “You don’t believe I’m sober, friend?” He grabbed Jaime’s dick over the towel, “Kiss me and you won’t taste even a hint.” Jaime bit his lip, “Not... in public, Sir.” He grabbed Simón’s hand but didn’t move his hand off of it as it began to harden beneath their grasp. Simón wasn’t hearing it, he sucked on Jaime’s neck and began moving his hand slightly, just enough to rouse him. “I’ll watch him, just bend over.” Simón whispered his hot breath into Jaime’s ear. “Seriously, I don’t want people to see us... your position...” Jaime strained under Simón’s strong hands. “Everyone here is horny and drunk, we can pretend we’re no different.” He slipped his hand under the towel to grab Jaime directly. Louis’s face was soft and blushing as he snored lightly. He had rolled onto his side, cuddling the towel. Simón released the lieutenant and went closer to rub Louis’s warm cheek. of 3 9 He grabbed the edge of the chair and gave it a strong shove downward, “Yeah, it’s sturdy...” Simón beckoned Jaime to the edge of the chair. “Bend over this.” Jaime’s face burned red. He was being told to bend over Louis’s chair. He’d be facing the prince while being taken by the young duke. “Damn it...” Simón held Jaime’s waist in one hand and pushed on his back with the other. Jaime held himself over the sleeping prince’s nude legs. He admired their hairless sheen. Then he felt a warm sensation behind him. Simón was on the floor with his face under Jaime’s towel, licking his ass. Jaime nearly screamed with a pitch that could rival the princess’s, “Dear God, Simón...!” He stood up but Simón held his waist tightly. “You’ve never had your ass eaten by a man?” “By anyone!” Jaime’s chest pounded almost as hard as the heartbeat in his cheeks. “You French men truly are the worst...!” Simón rose to kiss Jaime, he held the back of his head. Jaime struggled first but settled down into the warm embrace of Simón’s tongue. The two of them kissed deeply, their lips moving on their own. “See, I’m not drunk, friend.” Simón moved Jaime’s long black hair away from his shoulder so he could kiss it. “You sure act it...” Jaime turned his face away as Simón kissed his neck and shoulders, down his collar bones and further down to his chest. “I may be a dirty French man but you’re surprisingly a hairless Spanish man.” Simón licked the small patch of hair between Jaime’s pecs. Jaime held his towel a little anxiously. “Really, not in public. I don’t want you to tarnish your image, sir.” “Let me worry about my image, you only need to worry about feeding me.” Simón fell to his knees and groped Jaime through his towel again. “Put down your of 4 9 guard for me, friend. It’s a party and you should relax.” He used his teeth to gently pinch Jaime’s cock through the towel. “You make a terrible argument, sir...” he moaned as he removed his towel, draping it over the sleeping prince’s feet. Gaspar had been watching his friend and the lieutenant from across the pool. He walked over to observe the commotion. Simón sighed with Jaime’s cock in his mouth, he mumbled something. He slid his mouth off of it before Gaspar could ask, “I’m not drunk... I’m horny.” “Then take it somewhere private, please.” Gaspar said as calmly as usual. “You won’t let me bruise my knees in peace either, my dear friend?” Simón begged, he was still stroking Jaime from on the floor. Gaspar was fully nude, he had no shame with his body as he stood over Simón at six foot six. “Privately.” He put his arm over Jaime’s shoulders, “Go upstairs into a private room, take your time, then return to your duties.” “I’ve got none tonight, I’m just having fun.” Simón smiled as he flitted his fingers against Gaspar’s hairy legs. “Yes, but Jaime does and you’re trying to misuse our friend tonight,” Gaspar looked at Jaime who was deeply red and looking away, trying to pretend he wasn’t there, “right?” “Mmm, you want to join us, my dear friend?” Simón stroked Gaspar’s strong calves. “I don’t like men and there’s not enough alcohol here to change that.” Simón laughed as he rose from the floor, using Jaime for balance. “I see. Then please care for my Louis while I show Jaime how to faire feuille de rose.” of 5 9 “Disgusting.” Gaspar patted Jaime’s back, “Don’t let him defile you too much, Jaime.” Jaime wrapped his towel around his waist much to Simón’s amusement. Simón kissed Jaime’s neck and shoulders as he rushed the man toward the second floor. Gaspar sat down next to Louis, listening to his tired drunken mumbles. Simón slammed the door behind him. He backed Jaime against the wall, kissing his chin and throat. Simón took his towel, not wasting a moment. Jaime breathed hard as Simón licked and nibbled at his throat. Simón held Jaime’s arms above his head. He stroked Jaime’s hairy pits and moved to lick them. “Simón... are you always like this?” Jaime moaned at the tickling tongue. “Is this the first time I’ve shown you my love?” He held Jaime’s chin lightly and moved back to kiss his lips again. “Y-yeah... this isn’t some quick sex in a staff room.” Jaime let out a moan as Simón moved down to kiss his nipples. Simón slathered Jaime’s nipple in drool, pushing his tongue against the erect thing, “Ah good, finally you’ll get my full attention then.” Simón balanced on the balls of his feet in a squat as he moved down to caress Jaime’s stomach. “Have you had sex lately... today?” “No, it’s been a few days since I’ve done anything...” Simón licked Jaime’s freshly bathed navel, “Good you’re all mine... I’d hate to have shared this hole with anyone else.” Simón coated his fingers in saliva and quickly moved it behind Jaime. He sunk it in him easily. Jaime’s erotic gasps hypnotized Simón as he fingered him gently. He started with two. “A common whore like you really would keep this shaved wouldn’t he?” Simón smiled as he kissed Jaime’s defined stomach muscles. His fingers fucked Jaime easily, he was ready for three or more fingers so quickly. of 6 9 “I-I use plaster...” Jaime’s usual deep voice made erotic feminine moans. Simón licked each ab as he added another finger still. Jaime cried, “T-there’s no oil in here. I can’t take you without any, sir.” Simón looked around the room, it was small and empty save for a small bed with no clothes. He chuckled lightly, “You’re right, friend. I couldn’t let you suffer like that. I need you to enjoy me fully.” Simón stood up and kissed Jaime again. “Sit here and wait for me.” He existed the room, leaving Jaime panting and hard. Jaime moved to the bed. He moved his hand to his rear and started fingering himself, moaning and closing his eyes as he refused to let the feeling go. He didn’t even need to touch himself, but his dick throbbed while he sunk his fingers in, stroking his insides with light pressure. He wanted to wait for Simón but he couldn’t. He was closer than he wished he was. Simón hurried back with a bottle of sweet almond oil. He bit his lips and made a smacking noise as he started to speak, “It’s so sexy you couldn’t even wait for me before coming all over yourself.” He walked past the threshold, “But, friend, that won’t stop me from taking what’s mine.” He sat the bottle on the floor next to the bed. He crawled before Jaime. He pushed Jaime up, wrapping Jaime’s thighs around his neck. “Let me kiss you.” Simón clove his tongue to the pink-white ass. He held Jaime despite his protests to this act. Simón kissed and licked and pushed at his plump asshole. Simón’s breath was hot and indecent. He moaned into Jaime. His tongue penetrating Jaime in a way that made him feel like a virgin. Jaime held his hand to his mouth, afraid to accept the pleasure. His chest was heaving and his back arched. His dick laid against his body flaccid and leaking beneath abs that acted as a riverbed for cum. Jaime cried, “Simón, please fuck me. I can’t wait any longer.” His moans were loud as Simón’s nose pushed against his balls. Simón ignored him, focusing more on his yearning hole. Simón reinserted his fingers, continuing to lick the outside ring of it. He kissed and licked up Jaime’s taint. He dumped his drool over the loose sack his victim. His tongue spread it around, finding Jaime’s testicle and he licked around it of 7 9 before letting it fall into his mouth. Simón’s tongue was hot and soft as it caressed Jaime’s ball. Jaime struggled with all of this attention. His moans filled the room with cries of help and begging for Simón to stop. He didn’t want Simón to stop. His dick was already hardening again. It throbbed against his neatly trimmed black pubic hair. “Sir, please hurry...!” Jaime cried. His hand ventured down to his cock. Simón stopped sucking his ball and slapped Jaime’s hand. He didn’t speak but his smile said plenty. Simón pulled himself higher, shoving Jaime further as Simón lifted his thighs. He went down to lick the cum off of Jaime’s abs. His teeth scraped the man’s stomach as he sucked on the soft skin. Simón was truly diligent with cleaning him. Not a trace was left. He licked over Jaime’s hair near his navel and all the way up to his chest again. Jaime’s breathing was erratic as his cock stabbed into Simón’s stomach. His lips quivered beneath Simón’s as he demanded another kiss from his subordinate. Jaime wrestled Simón’s tongue that threatened to feed him his own cum. Simón held Jaime’s head, pulling his hair roughly. Jaime flexed his legs, pulling them out of the cramped position. He rested them around Simón’s waist. Jaime gasped, he ground his hips against Simón. “Are you going to suck it, Jaime?” Simón looked him in the eyes. “I have a choice?” He breathed against Simón’s parted lips. , “No.” Simón smiled and pulled Jaime’s hair. Jaime gasped. Simón pulled him down to his cock as he stood up. Jaime obediently took it in his mouth. He spent a few moments wetting it thoroughly before taking the entire length into his mouth. Jaime didn’t struggle at all. His throat relaxed and he swallowed Simón quickly. Simón bit his lip, “Oh, putain...” He held his large hand against the back of Jaime’s head as he shoved himself deeper. of 8 9 Jaime looked up at his captain with his empty blue eyes before a tear swelled up. His throat spasmed and he pushed off of Simón. He coughed as he tried to get fresh air. Simón gave him a few seconds to collect himself before he reached down for the oil. He poured it over his cock and threw Jaime back onto the bed. Jaime didn’t move. Simón took him and bent him over quickly. The small wooden bed made a loud creak under their weight. Simón held his hand over Jaime’s back as he slid his dick in. He didn’t wait for Jaime at all before slipping in to the base. Jaime let out a small groan as his face was pushed into the nude mattress. His mind raced as Simón fucked into him hard. He tried to move his face and shoulder to be able to see his assailant but Simón quickly held his hand over Jaime’s face, pushing on him with his weight. Simón was red and sweating as he took Jaime. His muscles jiggled over Jaime. The formerly effeminate moans were quiet breaths and stifled groans. Simón held a straight face as he used Jaime. His lips parted and his breathing was steady and concentrated. Jaime attempted to grab his cock again. He was met with a loud slap to his ass, “I didn’t say to touch it.” Simón slapped his ass again, making Jaime tighten around him. Jaime quietly took his hand away, he pulled his arms up under him. He sat on them, his hands near his chest. His breathing was quick and erratic. Simón slammed into him deeply without regard for Jaime. Simón gave no warning or sign he was about to cum. He just filled Jaime’s ass as he continued to fuck him. He slapped Jaime again for moaning at the sensation of the pulses. He pulled out, his cum quickly spilled over jaime’s thighs. “Turn over now.” Simón pulled Jaime. He took Jaime’s cock in his mouth. Simón maneuvered over the dick expertly quickly letting Jaime coat his tongue in bitter cum. of 9 9 Simón stood up from the bed onto the concrete floor. He swallowed Jaime’s cum, wiping his lips. “You’re terrible, sir.” Jaime gasped. His face was thoroughly red and he struggled to breathe. “You didn’t enjoy yourself?” Simón’s lips curled into a cute purse. Jaime got up and went over to get his towel. “That was amazing. But it was perverted.” “Fucking strangers for a minute or two in the dark isn’t perverted? At least you know my name.” Simón grabbed the towel, pulling it away from Jaime. He spat onto it before handing it to him with a smile. “Aren’t you going to tell me you love me or something romantic like that?” Jaime accepted the towel and wrapped himself in it. Simón’s cum dripped down his leg. “You’re not my type.” Simón existed the room to return to Louis’s company.