Early morning cuddly boysex

[14:25] Corran Darstin rolls over in the prince's bed, curling up against him, a little bit of drool running down his cheek. His hair is matted and mussed, and he looks so sweet. He hadn't meant it to end up like this. He was only supposed to protect the young man on his journey, but here he was in the older boy's tent, naked beneath the piles of bedding that stave off the cold. One hand lazily reaches out and finds his forbidden lover's bare chest. The young man lets out a soft moan, and his whole body trembles, his mouth curling into a happy smile as his hand rubs against it in his sleep.
[14:34] Samra begins to stir a bit in that sweet slumbering bliss beneath those heavy, warm covers. His eyes slowly opening and he's greeted with vision of that older boy he'd spent the night with. a glorious, sexy night full of wonder and splendor that was quickly filly his mind with its memories as a smile would curl on his lips. he'd scooch forward and wrap an arm around the man and snuggle in against him, plant a soft press of his full lips right up against the crook of his neck before nuzzling his face in so sweetly against him. "morning.." he'd whisper softly to check if the man were awake.
[14:35] Corran Darstin: You're the older boy, you poof! I'm only 17! Cradle robber!
[14:35] Corran Darstin: Also, dat's right, you better reply to my IC message, after all the cockblocking I do to you!
[14:36] Samra: (Lol. how am I to know which one of us is older :v you called me young man! younger people don't do that!)
[14:36] Corran Darstin: I was the young man!
[14:37] Corran Darstin: Also, this is Rory, if you didn't know. I have a hard time keeping track of who knows which alts
[14:38] Samra: (rory?)
[14:39] Corran Darstin:  I was Ashleigh
[14:39] Corran Darstin stirs in the covers, letting out a pleasant moan before he opens his eyes. At first he leans his head away, letting those pretty brown lips have their way with his neck. Then he scrunches up and blushes, pulling the covers up to his nose. He can't hide his smile, though. It's a warm, joyous thing that encompasses not just his lips, but his cheeks, and his eyes, and his forehead. A full facial smile. He pulls the covers down, just passed his mouth. "M-morning..." he says with a shy grin. "Last night was, um..." he lets the words hang in the air. Really special? Magical? A mistake? He's not sure what last night was.
[14:41] Samra: (Oh. you've never shown me that particular character, but i figured out who you were yea :P)
[14:48] Samra stared at the boy's reaction and almost began to laugh, silently chuckling to himself as he would slid his hand underneath those covers to caress the boy's chest, peering over at him. "Amazing~" he'd finish the boy's sentence before leaning in to give him a good morning kiss - a hard, deep kiss that showed the young man just how much the prince had enjoyed his company that previous evening.
[14:53] Corran Darstin melts into the kiss, feeling the hand on his chest, and the lips against his. Another whimpering moan comes from deep in his chest, and then he throws his arms out and around the princeling, pulling him into a warm embrace. The young knight rolls over in the bedding, getting on top of him. His morning wood is eager and stiff, pressing against the prince's stomach, and he rides up against the older boy's own sleep-derived erection. Vibrant and full of barely contained energy, he moves down the man's neck, kissing him on the throat and the collarbone. "Oh Gods, oh gods, I've never done anything like this..." he murmurs, excited and relieved at the same time. There was the fear and worry that in the light of morning, their tipsy revelry and alcohol induced confessions would lead to scorn and disapproval. He calms down for a moment, and rests his head on the older boy's chest. "S-sorry, I'm just... last night really was amazing, your majesty... I was afraid you'd... th-think I wasn't worthy..." He hides a smile with a kiss to the chest.
[14:58] Samra smiles as he feels the boy's own excitement press to his taut tummy, his arms quickly moving around the boy's neck to grab a hold of him and pull him closer, to continue kissing his newest pleasure. "Why would I think that? you're my friend, and that makes you worthy." he'd whisper as he shivered from that flurry of kisses, his hard, throbbing morning wood grinding right up against the boy now, his hips bucking a bit to increase that dry humping action a bit as his hands softly run through and pet the young boy's pretty, short hair. "You don't have any regrets about last night, do you?" the prince would ask coyly as he lay there with the young man on top of him.
[15:07] Corran Darstin closes his eyes and whimpers as hands run through his messy hair, and for a moment he forgets just about everything else. His closed eyes upturned, his lips pulled into a contented smile. He really is an adorable young thing. A bit of dry humping makes him jump, and stifle a laugh, the cheeks of his buttocks tightening just a bit. "Oh, my... looks like you're ready to go again. I guess, um... I guess it is my turn, isn't it?" he says with a shy grin. He leans down and kisses the prince's chest again. "It's my first time, still... i-it'd be really nice if you took both my first times... Because I don't think I have any regrets. I... I really enjoyed it. I'm just a little nervous, I mean..." he buries his head in the older boy's chest, "you're royalty. And so much more beautiful than I am."
He looks up from the chest, just a little glance, his pretty eyes peering through his mop of hair. "I could just stare at you all day."
[15:13] Samra blushed a tiny bit at the boy's constant barrage of compliments. "Aw, well thanks sweetie, but really truly its fine. here in this tent, naked and pressed up against one another for right now we are equals, okay? You are my special friend, and we are just enjoying each other's bodies." he'd whisper as his fingers strolled down from his head and gently caressed against his back a bit, before the boy got a bit naughtier and slipped his hand between them, to grip at that younger boy's cock and begin slowly stroking it. "Now if you're not comfortable, you can always fuck me. I don't mind, my friend. the prince gives and receives to all his people's needs and wants~!" he'd say with a smirk as he used his free hand to push that pretty hair out of the boy's eyes and lean in to kiss his sweet little forehead.
[15:22] Corran Darstin blushes again, letting out a little gasp as a slender brown hand finds its way to his little white cock. He bites his lip, and leans up, and back, pushing the covers off his shoulders. As he does, his cheeks nestle up against that big warm shaft. "Mmm..." he's completely naked, his body slim and pale, a beautiful contrast to Samra's own swarthy skin. He puts a hand to his mouth, and softly bites the side of the first finger before taking it away and putting his hand to his chest, not sure of what to do with it. The other hand presses down against the other boy's chest, and his eyes dart down to it, running his hands against the lovely skin. He doesn't even seem to realize it, but he licks his lips.
"N-no, your majes--um, Samra... I want... ah... I want to feel you inside of me." he decides, reaching for the slippery oil from the night before. He throws the covers back, and then pours the oil on his hand and reaches back to coat the shaft, his hips rocking forward a bit into that soft, supple hand.
[15:29] Samra felt that cold oil begin to lube up against his hard, throbbing shaft - moaning softly as the boy's careful fingers strolled up and down it getting it nice and lubed up for the coming activities. "As you wish then, my friend." he'd whisper as he felt when he was sufficiently ready, grabbing the boy by his shoulders and hugging him close as he guided his hips around to aim right at the boy's hole (It took a few tries.) he'd press right up against it, poking and prodding with that messy, wet dick before thrusting - slowly at first but began to get harder until he managed to poke just the tip barely inside the boy. "Mmmf! and now I have your anal virginity~" he'd tease the young boy as he'd hold it right there and lean in to kiss him again, obsessed with his mouth as his tongue pushed into it. It wasn't long before his hips would begin slowly moving as well to begin helping the boy get used to it, trying to get him to relax a bit to make things easier on both of them.
[15:41] Corran Darstin clings tight to the prince, eyes shut as he feels that hard shaft press against his cheeks, prodding in his buttocks. It finally finds it's mark, and he lets out a pained gasp that morphs into a pleasant gasp. He kisses the man's chest, toying with the nipple a few times before he moves back against him. His chest rises and falls, and he tries not to make much noise, but it's obvious that he's filled with excitement. Fear, a little pain, the taboo nature of what he's doing. It all merges together in an exciting tingle throughout his body. He jumps when the hips begin to move, and after a few moments he swallows and lifts his head from Samra's chest, touching him all over, hands moving from chest to stomach to sides. Unsure of where to stay, and wanting to touch him all over. He smiles, "I-I'm your woman..." he says nervously, a smile on his face. "I-it feels... I don't know, I've never... hah..." he lets out a few panting breaths, chest and face both flushed with arousal. He squeezes back against it with his cheeks and rises up a bit, then back down a milimeter--though it feels like much more. He leans down again, and kisses the prince, running his fingers over the young man's chest, tracing his fingertips over a few bitemarks from the night before.