The Prince's Servant

From Alexander's point of view

My father hired this boy, Wesley. He is supposed to be my servant but I am not pleased. I didn't want a boy servant.

He presents himself by my bed while I'm pouting. He is tall and thin. He seems to be a little dirty like a nasty wet rat but that's nothing a good bath wouldn't fix.

But I continue to pout. I am the prince after all. I can do whatever I want. Welsey kneels by my bed.

I shoe him, "go with yourself peasant. I'm not in the mood."

He looks at the floor, "can I do anything for you your highness?"

I look at him, "I'd like to pout in peace now. Perhaps you should wash yourself so you don't smell like a barn animal."

He stands, "right away your highness."

I call after him, "wear something that would suit a servant of the prince. You look like a common peasant boy."

I continue on with my pouting. I want a girl servant. I cross my legs. Girl servants are sexy.

My father comes in, "get out of bed this instant Alexander. You are not a child anymore. You will stop your pouting too. The boy... where is the boy?"

I shrug, "I sent him to take a bath. He looked like a dirty wet rat."

The king, my father, stands a little taller, "when he returns you will apologize for acting like a child. He will serve you well."

I get out of bed, "yes father. I am sorry father."

My father leaves. I pout while I get a book from a shelf in my room. Wesley comes back clean now. His hair is still wet. He is in nicer clothes now. I don't look at him anymore.

Looking is dangerous sometimes. It might bring out who I really am. The person I have to hide to maintain my status and respect. Boys are distractions. I need to be finding a wife.

I fling books on the floor from the shelf, "how about you make yourself useful and put those books back?"

He kneels and picks up the books obediently. He carefully returns them to the shelf. It's like he doesn't care if I act out. He is still going to obey me.

I hate it already. Like tell me to stop acting out. Though it's not his place. He could at least tell me to stop though. I like his obedience though.

I look at him, "bend over the bed."

He obeys me quietly. He looks at the wall. I come closer and gently grip his hips. He stays still.

I look at his back, "you aren't going to fight back?"

He shakes his head, "no your highness. I am to do whatever you say."

I hump against him slow, "good. I like obedience."

He doesn't try to stop me. I breath slow trying not to pant like some kind of dog. I keep humping him just a little bit. I don't grind into him or anything. Just move myself against him.

I move away trying to hide my arousal, "you are a filthy commoner. Letting me touch you like that. You should be ashamed of yourself."

I stomp off letting him there. I am stupid. What was I thinking? I started humping him like that was appropriate behavior for a prince. And a straight prince at that.

He finds me, "your highness is there anything I can do for you?"

I look at him, "you won't speak a word about what I did or you will find yourself in the dungeon. Do you understand?"

He nods looking at his feet, "of course your highness."

As the weeks progress it becomes harder to be around him. He is a good servant. He does everything I say and extra. I am proud of him.

I have had such a long stressful day. My father and I got into an argument because I believe that a peace treaty with the east kingdom wouldn't be for the best. The east kingdom's people are unwise and don't use their resources wisely.

So, we had an argument, and I am mad at him. Closer to completely pissed off. He never listens to my opinion and since this is going to be my kingdom, I don't think it's fair.

Wesley is taking care of things in my room. Organizing books specifically when I enter. I look at him. I am going to play some kind of spite game with my father. If father won't listen to me then I will stop acting like the perfect princely son.

I address him right after I close my door, "Wesley, you will strip."

Wesley's eyes turn to me, "your highness."

I huff, "did I stutter? I made it very clear what you are to be doing right now."

He slowly removes his clothes. He is handsome with the clothes on but without the clothes he's plain sexy. He stands still. I look away a little embarrassed with myself.

He speaks, "your highness what... shall I do now?"

I motion to the bed, "bend over."

He obeys me and then remains still. I move closer to him. I gently rub his back. Part of me knows what to do and the other part doesn't.

I understand what happens when you fuck a girl but what happens when you fuck a boy? I am certain that it's different.

I carefully start to hump him. I stay quiet as I think. There has to be a good way to go about this. He moves a little. What is he doing?

I push on his back, "just stay still Wesley. I am going to find a proper way to... to have sex with you."

Welsey sounds a little out of breath, "your highness may I make a suggestion perhaps?"

I stop humping, "I suppose."

He stands up a little taller making me move back. He turns to me. He looks solid. Like he's muscle.

He looks away from me, "perhaps you should take your clothes off too your highness."

I quickly do so. And then I stand a little awkwardly. He is the first to see me naked like this.

He bites his lip a little, "may I touch you your highness?"

I give him permission and he smiles. He picks me up effortlessly and lays me on the bed. He looks away again a little shy.

I look at my cock. It is hard like I've never seen it before.

I touch his arm, "you can look and you can touch me."

He leans down close to me and looks at my lips, "you'd be seen with a commoner?"

I look into his eyes, "I'd be seen with you. Kiss me, Wesley."

His lips meet mine and it's like the world explodes for a minute. I tenderly move my lips against his. He gently pulls away and looks down at me.

I touch his cheek, "I'm sorry I'm mean to you sometimes Wesley. I'm a spoiled brat. I know I am."

He puts his finger to my lips, "that's okay your highness. Let me focus on making you feel better."

His lips trail down my body. He gently nips my skin every so often making me gasp quietly. He kisses along the shaft of my cock with a slight shyness. I watch as he slowly takes the tip of my cock in his mouth.

I look away. This is bad. I shouldn't be doing this. He gently starts to bob his head taking more of my cock into his mouth. I breath out starting to feel good.

He gently pulls away, "your highness?"

I gently put my hand on his head, "yes Wesley?"

He looks up at me, "would your highness like to finish in my mouth or elsewhere?"

I look away, "elsewhere Wesley."

He leans down and leaves his saliva on my cock. I raise an eyebrow uncertain of what he is doing. I don't want him to think less of me. He slowly moves so his ass is towards me. He stays still and quiet but I still don't know what to do.

He sits up, "your highness?"

I sit up, "yes Wesley?"

He looks like he's thinking before he says, "does your highness know what to do? Or should I take over?"

I look away, "I... I know what I am doing."

He laughs, "it's okay to not know your highness."

He moves so he's straddling me.

He lays me back, "relax your highness."

He grips my cock and pushes his ass back on it. After a second, I am inside him which surprises me a little. He puts his hands on my stomach and moves down further. I bite my lip watching him.

He starts to move himself up and down on my cock. I feel good again. Better than before. I don't know what to do with my hands. I feel worthless. He's done most of the work.

He leans his head back and let's out a soft moan, "your highness."

I watch him as he seems to be enjoying himself. He breaths out heavy. I am so caught up in all my sensations I don't realize I'm moaning a little too loud.

He gently puts his hand over my mouth, "your highness you are being so loud. Do you want to take control now?"

I look up at him and give a little nod. He carefully moves off me and gets on his hands and knees. I know a little bit better what I'm doing now so I move up on my knees. I gently slide my cock inside him again. He keeps his moans quiet.

I slowly move my hips, "is it okay if I put my seed in you?"

He moves his ass back a little on me, "you are in charge your highness. You may do as you wish with a dirty commoner like me."

I thrust a little faster feeling myself get close. I finish in him letting out my moans. I breath heavy and move away feeling disgusted with myself.

I get my pants and put them on. I can't believe I did that. He quietly dresses himself in a respectable manner. His body facing away from me.

I put on my shirt and move to the window, "make the bed Wesley."

I ignore him. This will never happen again. I will not disgrace my father or my kingdom. Especially not for a commoner.