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Judar was becoming more frustrated for each day. He knew what he wanted. He knew who he wanted. It was just a matter of procuring it, procuring him. But being young, dumb and most importantly, inexperienced surely didn’t help his objectives. On the other hand, the vital participant of said objectives wasn’t any different, which somewhat reassured Judar that hopefully, he wouldn’t be ridiculed. Still, he wanted this to go well. To boost his success-rate, Judar figured his best option was to simply ask someone for help.
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It was late at night. The sun had gone down a while ago, but since it was summertime, it wasn’t cold enough to freeze. On the contrary, wearing heavy robes rather made Judar hot despite the late hour. The magi had been thinking about dropping the robes in favor of something easier to move around in. Surely, he was old enough to decide for himself what to wear?
He was standing outside Kouen’s chamber, leaning against one of the big pillars supporting the roof. A while ago he had watched Kouen enter his chamber with a woman. The first prince did so often, mostly with different women. Judar didn’t really care. He would’ve done so too if he was interested, but his heart was captured by one person alone, making the very idea quite unappealing.
A giggle and some quiet words made Judar turn his head towards the entrance again. The woman was leaving and Kouen waved her off. His eyes suddenly landed on Judar making the magi quickly return behind the pillar. There was no way he hadn’t been spotted. Actually, he wanted to be spotted, but the thought of being caught sneaking around someone’s chamber at night was enough to make him hide. Kouen appeared before him with his hands resting inside his night robe.
“Good evening Judar”, he smiled. Judar just starred up at him, “did you want something?”
Confident his face was heating up, Judar fidgeted. Being self-conscious wasn’t a trait of his, but somehow, he couldn’t help feeling embarrassed about the situation. He pushed himself off the pillar and tried to not sound too ridiculous when he talked.
“So, um… you have some experience, right?” Judar asked and watched Kouen’s expression. The other looked unsure of what Judar was referring to since he, after all, had experience in many fields. The magi tried again; “I meant… with s-sex you know…”
The right corner of Kouen’s mouth went up. “You’re having questions about sex?”
Just like that, he decided to tell Kouen everything on his mind. He saw no reason to beat around the bush. It was better to get it over with so he could get out of this uncomfortable situation. He let out a deep breath.
“Yes, I want to… have sex with Hakuryuu but… You know how he is? He’s delicate and I don’t to make him cry because I do something wrong… I don’t really know what to do or how to do it… Could you… show me? “
Despite what Judar had just asked, Kouen didn’t look very surprised. If anything, he looked mildly amused when he turned around. “Follow me,” he said and started walking back towards his chamber. Judar tagged along closely behind.
Inside his chamber, Kouen went over to his bed and sat down on it. Judar hadn’t seen the inside of anyone’s chamber but his own and Hakuryuu’s. It was spacious and pleasantly decorated, as expected of the crown prince. After a short look-around he joined Kouen on the bed. Doing so was troublesome, he really should start wearing less tedious clothes. Kouen motioned him to lay down on the soft fabric of the other’s blankets, so Judar did. He looked up at the prince hoovering over him. Kouen brought his hand over to Judar’s robe and traced his fingers down the hem, pulling slightly. He didn’t seem to beat around any bushes either, complying to Judar’s request with no time wasted.
“First, you have to ask Hakuryuu if he wants to have sex with you. Until he says yes you can’t do anything to him.” Judar nodded in response. Getting Hakuryuu to say yes would be the most difficult part, because even if he does want to have sex with Judar, he would most likely say no. Either it be because of embarrassment or simply just for the sake of it, that was just how Hakuryuu was. Judar was determined to not give up if he knew Hakuryuu’s response was mixed in with excuses that had nothing to do with the question at hand.
“To set the mood, and make him feel comfortable, you should start with kissing him... Stroke him over his chest and arms,” he explained and proceeded to do so. Judar was unsure of what to feel about being kissed by Kouen but didn’t have much time to reflect on it. He was busy trying to memorize all information the other was feeding him with. As the prince was stroking up and down the magi’s body, he opened the latter’s robe to expose his front.
He traced his hand along Judar’s side with delicate fingers. The light touch tickled. Judar moved the other’s hand away or he would start laughing in no time. Kouen didn’t seem to mind and instead used his hand to move away Judar’s bangs. Now seeing Judar’s red eyes more clearly when the magi opened them to glance at what Kouen was up to. Disconnecting their lips, Kouen carried on with his teaching.
“A good sign to know whether you should take the next step or not, is to check if he’s got an erection.” Judar looked down and noticed that he was in fact getting hard. The revelation made him rather abashed. Was he really this easily affected? “If he’s not there yet, you can help out him by using your hand,” Kouen said and showed, making Judar whimper in response.
It felt weird having another person’s hand on his dick. He had only ever touched his own and wondered what it would feel like to touch someone else’s, like Hakuryuu’s. It was probably cute and soft, just like the scarred prince. Judar closed his eyes and imagined it being Hakuryuu’s hand touching him, or maybe his mouth. Hakuryuu sucking him, starring up at him with lidded eyes. That was the dream and he moaned at just the thought. In no time Judar’s dick was fully hard and leaking.
He wondered if Hakuryuu would agree to that. If he would let Judar grab his hair and fuck his mouth as he wished. Let him watch Hakuryuu in the embarrassing state he’d end up in, with red cheeks and cum dripping from his mouth. The mind was powerful and Judar felt utterly affected by just his thoughts. He could drown in them. Kouen’s deep voice brought him back to reality.
“Now, for the crucial part. Since you’re both guys you will have to make use of what’s available.” The magi watched Kouen walk over to his desk and return with a small bottle. “The anal can be stretched to accommodate a cock but it needs external help to be able to do so. Oil is useful to make the process easier. After we are done you can have this, I don’t use it,” he continued with a smirk. With fingers covered in oil, Kouen moved them down towards Judar’s ass. The magi supported himself on his elbows in order to see better.
“Tell Hakuryuu what you’re about to do so you don’t startle him.” With that he slowly pushed a finger inside. Judar inhaled sharply and fell back on his rear. It felt weird. It was intrusive, uncomfortable and quite frankly, rather painful. He stayed on his back for a while, calming his breathing. Starring up at the ceiling, he counted the boards. Trying to keep his mind of the uncanny feeling. One, two, three… and something in between… Two and a half? There was definitely a board half the size of the rest, caught in between the second and third board.
Eventually the feeling subsided and Judar looked over at Kouen. Noticing the attention, Kouen moved his finger shortly, in and out. Judar pursed his lips. The friction was even weirder than just being stretched, but somehow, it felt kind of good? Eventually, the prince pulled out his finger and reentered with two, explaining as he was going.
“When you notice him getting used to your finger, you can continue on with two. To stretch more, scissor you fingers like this,” he said and showed with his other hand a scissoring motion. Seeing it before him, Judar could tell that was what went on inside his ass at that moment. It was more painful than the other stuff Kouen had done to him since entering his chambers, but that too abated after a while. Without warning, the other withdrew his fingers and in a moment Judar was back on his elbows. He kept looking at Kouen, expecting him to put his dick inside him, because that’s what was going to happen next wasn’t it? Instead, Kouen looked as if he was about to leave.
“You’re not gonna fuck me?” Judar asked perplexed.
“I will not,” Kouen answered with a smile. “The rest, you will have to figure out yourself and besides, don’t you want your first time to be with Hakuryuu?”
Judar let the words sink in and then nodded. “This was just practice, it doesn’t count,” he said firmly. Kouen repeated his words as to confirm them while Judar pulled his robes closed. Shuffling of the bed he turned around when he heard his name being called. An incoming object tested his reaction speed, which was still on point despite him standing with a hard-on.
“Don’t forget the oil,” Kouen said amused. Judar thanked him and started walking off in the direction of his own chamber, holding together his robes with one hand and the bottle in his other. Luckily for him, the corridors were vacant, and he could get to his rooms without running into anyone. When arriving the magi rested his back against the door and slid down. Down on the floor he jerked off until he finally came with a moan not long after. His own imagination once again aided in the task.
The magi took a deep breath, staying on the floor for a while. He looked at his sticky fingers before whipping them off on his robe. He reflected on what had happened inside Kouen’s chamber. Sex was supposed to feel good, right? The majority of the time he had just felt weird. On top of that, his imagination had served as a better release than whatever Kouen had done to him. There was something missing, something Kouen wasn’t telling him. Was this part off the stuff he was supposed to figure out himself?
Nevertheless, he knew what to do now. He would watch Hakuryuu during his training, like so many times before, and then he would pursue him. The scarred prince would give him an attitude, pretending to be annoyed with him and answer shortly, but Judar wouldn’t let it get to him. He would make Hakuryuu his.