It had been weeks since Colton arrived at King Marshall’s castle. He had settled in quite nicely, but he still missed Maddox terribly. And to make matters worse, he was falling for Tristan as well. King Marshall treated him fine, trying to make him feel comfortable and welcome, but Colton couldn’t get thoughts of the time he and Tristan were together out of his head. He couldn’t forget the feeling of Tristan’s strong arms holding him up and groping his ass, or the feeling of Tristan’s thick cock driving into him, or the look in his eyes as he pounded his ass roughly. Colton knew he needed more. His ass craved a cock to fill it, and he knew it could only be Tristan’s.

In a cabin just outside the castle grounds, Tristan lay in bed, thinking of Colton. He hadn’t been able to rest since his night with Colton. He slept fitfully, and was plagued throughout the day with desire for him. His mind was burned with the image of Colton by the table, looking back at him and showing off his beautiful, round ass. Tristan needed more of that ass. He loved everything about it: the way it felt in his hands when he squeezed it, the way it looked when it filled out Colton’s pants, the warm tightness of his hole, and the way Colton thrusted it back to meet Tristan’s cock when they fucked. But it was wrong to feel this way. Colton belonged to King Marshall now, and Tristan was loyal to his king. How he wished he could be free of the desires he felt! How he hated the day, where they had to pretend their feelings didn’t exist! It was in the night that they first made love, and it was in the night that Tristan decided they would meet again.

“I’m going hunting tonight,” announced King Marshall. “Would you like to join me?”

“I’m feeling too tired now,” Colton replied, his mind slowly working through the things he might get a chance to do with Tristan tonight. He was growing hard with anticipation, and he leaned forward to conceal his growing erection.

“I’ll be back at dawn,” King Marshall told him.

“Alright,” Colton replied, barely able to contain his excitement. King Marshall walked toward Colton, and gave him a light kiss. Colton returned it unenthusiastically. He was uninterested in King Marshall. His eyes were green, like Tristan’s, but they didn’t glimmer the way Tristan’s did. His reddish-blond hair wasn’t as soft as Tristan’s either, and Marshall was slimmer, built much more like Colton. Colton loved Tristan’s strong arms, which Marshall didn’t have. Colton began to wonder how long until dusk came. He was growing anxious to meet with Tristan, and he knew he had to devise a plan. Colton set out in search of Brandon and found him in the dining room, having dinner.

“King Marshall’s going hunting tonight, and I need your help,” Colton began. Brandon smiled at him, happy to oblige.

“What do you need me to do?”

“There is a large torch on the post near the eastern wall of the castle. Tristan can see it from his cabin. When I put it out, that will be the signal that it is safe for him to join me. I need you to tell Tristan. Marshall can’t see us together; he might get suspicious.”

“He’s not the only one who is getting suspicious.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nick has noticed the way you look at Tristan. I think he suspects something.”

“Don’t worry about him,” Colton replied, “he is a good friend of Tristan’s. He would never do anything to hurt him.”

Brandon wasn’t too sure. It seemed that Nick had taken a liking to Colton, and he was getting jealous. Brandon decided he would have to distract Nick by himself, since Colton obviously wasn’t taking it seriously.

“If you say so…” Brandon replied.

Hours later, it was growing darker. The sun was setting, and King Marshall was packing up the last of his supplies for his hunting expedition. When are they leaving, Colton wondered. He was getting extremely impatient and could not sit still. He stood up and walked from one end of the hallway to the other for what must have been the tenth time now, and sat back down. He hadn’t had sex since his last time with Tristan, because King Marshall decided to give him time to adjust to his new life before they started to sleep together. Colton had been jacking off at every chance he got, but it hadn’t helped one bit. He was still as horny as ever, and he needed release. As darkness fell, he became overwhelmed with desire, desperate for the feeling of Tristan’s body against his. But then he remembered what Brandon had told him about Nick. “I think he suspects something,” he had said. Colton thought back to the times Nick had almost caught his and Tristan’s looks to each other- was it possible that he knew? Colton stood up and walked to the eastern wall. From there, he could see King Marshall’s hunting party far off in the distance. Then he saw Tristan’s cabin. He imagined Tristan in there, waiting for the signal. Then, Colton looked at the torch. All he had to do was put it out, and Tristan would be by his side. It seemed so easy, but he had to wait. He couldn’t risk getting caught. While standing at the eastern wall, Colton began rubbing his cock through his pants. It was hard in seconds, throbbing and aching for release. Colton gripped onto his hard dick, and jacked it furiously, trying to spill his cum onto the stone floors of the castle. He began to rub up and down his body with his other hand, imagining it was Tristan’s hand rubbing him, and not his own. He squeezed his own ass, the way Tristan loved to, and rubbed even harder on his cock. His eyes were closed now, and his hips were bucking in pleasure. He felt his orgasm slowly approaching, and stuck two fingers in his mouth, getting them wet with his spit. He sucked on them thoroughly, getting them wet before plunging them into his awaiting hole. He fingered himself forcefully and deeply, trying to milk his cock of cum. He pushed his two fingers in as far as they would go, and jacked harder, inviting his approaching orgasm. He let out a loud moan as he came, shooting his cum all over the ground around him. He stopped stroking his cock, but continued to finger himself for a moment before relaxing. Even after all that, Colton couldn’t contain himself any longer. Overcome with desire, he rushed over to the bucket of water he had placed by the wall and extinguished the torch.

Downstairs, Brandon was planning out his next move. He knew he would have to distract Nick, but how would he do it? He thought of his options, and the only viable one seemed to be to fuck him. Well, Brandon admitted to himself, it was not the only viable option, but Nick was cute, and Brandon was happy to have an excuse to get at his hot ass. Brandon could tell Nick wasn’t very experienced, but he was happy to take the lead and teach him a thing or two. He quietly snuck down to Nick’s bedroom, and opened the door. Nick was sitting in a chair, looking out the window at the stars beginning to glow in the sky. He turned to look at Brandon, surprised.

“Brandon?”

“Nick. I was hoping I’d find you here.”

“What do you mean?”

Brandon chuckled to himself. Some guys could be so naive. “What did you think I meant?” Brandon asked, smiling seductively. Nick was getting nervous, but also turned on. He was a virgin, and he was unsure of what might come next. Brandon noticed Nick was getting hard, and he wasted no time. He lunged for him, pinning him to the chair as he kissed him deeply.

“Take off your shirt,” Brandon whispered between kisses. Nick obliged, and Brandon did the same. Brandon was rushing, moving down to Nick’s cock. He rubbed it through his pants, and Nick couldn’t help but stare with his piercing grey eyes at Brandon. Brandon looked back at him, and made eye contact as he pulled Nick’s cock out of his pants. Nick’s cock was leaking precum, and Brandon used it to jack him off slightly. Nick leaned back in his chair.

“Don’t stop,” Nick managed to say. “It feels amazing.”

Brandon just smiled to himself, knowing that it would feel much more amazing very soon. “Hold still, baby,” Brandon said before going down on Nick’s thick hard-on. Brandon moaned as he sucked Nick’s cock, sending vibrations through the entire shaft. Nick moaned as well, but unlike Brandon, his moans were not muffled by a huge cock in his mouth. Brandon pushed back on Nick’s chest as he slid up his body, kissing him on the mouth. He was ready to get hammered by Nick’s thick fuckpole, and he was ready for it now.

“I want you to fuck me, baby,” Brandon breathed in Nick’s ear. Nick’s cock hardened even more, if such a thing was possible, and he placed his tongue in Brandon’s mouth, kissing him deeply. Brandon pulled out a vial of some liquid he had prepared and started smearing it on his hole and Nick’s cock. Nick just sat in his chair, stunned, as Brandon began to rub his ass on Nick’s hard-on, getting his hole ready for action.

“I want you inside me so bad, now,” Brandon spoke quietly.

“You want this?” Nick answered, getting into it. “Beg for it.”

“I want you to pound me hard, and make me your bitch.”

“How bad do you want it?”

“Mmm. I want your dick so badly. I want you to tear up my asshole.” Just as Brandon finished saying that, Nick grabbed his waist, jamming him down onto his cock.

“Unnhh,” Brandon groaned, as over seven inches of dick forced their way into him all at once. The pain was great, but it felt incredible to be fucked so hard like that. Nick didn’t give Brandon time to adjust. He pulled out halfway quickly, and thrusted in even more quickly. Then he pulled out again.

“Your ass is so tight,” he said, before jamming back in again. Brandon let out an even louder groan, and rested his large hands on Nick’s muscular chest.

“And your cock is so big,” Brandon replied. “Fuck me harder.”

Nick didn’t need to be asked twice. He began to thrust even faster, pulling out almost all the way and then thrusting back in hard, simultaneously pulling Brandon’s hips down to meet his. Brandon threw his head back and moaned louder.

“I want you to fuck me from behind,” Brandon said. He got off of Nick and laid down on his front on the bed. He lifted his ass so that Nick could get access to it. Nick was like an animal. He hurried over to the bed, got behind Brandon, and thrusted hard into him again. Brandon’s chest and face were pressed into the bed as Nick pounded into him. Nick placed one hand on Brandon’s shoulder and the other on his head, pushing Brandon even deeper into the mattress. Brandon couldn’t believe how fast Nick was going, but he knew that Nick was close to coming.

“I’m close,” Nick said softly. “Where do you want it?”

“In my ass,” Brandon replied, bracing himself for the huge load that was to come. Suddenly, Nick made one last thrust into Brandon, and let out a huge moan. He stayed motionless, balls-deep inside Brandon as he came.

“Yesss. Unnhh.” Brandon moaned as he felt Nick’s cock pulsate, pumping a load into his ass. when Nick was done, he turned Brandon over and wrapped his mouth around Brandon’s enormous dick. Nick had never seen a cock of that size before- it must have been an inch longer than his, and much thicker. He couldn’t really fit it in his mouth, but Brandon was close to cumming anyway, and it only took a few short sucks before Brandon was shooting his own load into Nick’s eager mouth. Brandon gripped onto Nick’s head, forcing him down all the way on his cock and choking him in the process. Then, Brandon released his vice grip on Nick’s head and relaxed back in the bed. Nick slid up the bed so that he was next to Brandon, and slumped down beside him. Brandon was impressed with Nick’s performance. He looked over at him, and Nick was lying peacefully on his back, smiling to himself. Brandon leaned over and kissed Nick deeply. Then he laid back in bed, breathing in the humid night air.

From where he was lying, Brandon could see out the window into the darkness of the night. Outside it was pitch black, save for the bright stars that filled the sky. He worried about Colton, hoping things were alright, as he admired the bright crescent moon rising in the sky.

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