The Forgotten Prince (Shifter Rebellion, 3) by Kelex

moaned
around Amaden’s shaft in his mouth, sucking down a little more.
Greylin offered the next blow, the sting of the hit causing Aleth
to cry out.
    “ Will you stop disobeying
me?” Ryllan asked.
    Aleth let the cock pop from between
his lips. “No,” he answered, sucking Amaden back into his mouth,
loudly moaning as he pushed down the length.
    Ryllan’s heartbeat escalated. His cock
was rock hard and pounding between his legs. What he wouldn’t give
to push into the prince’s ass right then and there. But the play
wasn’t over yet. They still had much space to travel.
    Greylin gave the prince another swat,
as did Ryllan. They took turns punishing Aleth, smacking their
broad hands on his small ass, his sac, and upper thighs. After some
time, Aleth’s flesh was bright red, the heat coming from the abused
area enough to warm Ryllan’s hand. The prince writhed into each
strike, his moans louder and louder around Amaden’s
shaft.
    Greylin reached between Aleth’s legs
and grasped his cock, pumping his hand up and down the shaft as he
spanked him again. A dam seemed to break within Aleth and he
released Amaden, his back arching as his body tightened in release.
His cum shot from his cock, spreading on the floor before his
knees.
    Satisfaction filled Ryllan. Aleth had
found pleasure in their play, enough to push him over the
edge.
    “ Go get the oil and a
towel,” Ryllan whispered to Greylin, who nodded and rose to his
feet, quickly disappearing.
    Ryllan nudged Aleth back to Amaden’s
cock as he came back from his high, and the prince greedily gobbled
it down his throat. Aleth’s vigor seemed renewed, his hunger not
abated by the orgasm. He feasted on Amaden’s cock with fervent
vigor, sucking more and more of the beast of a male into his
mouth.
    Greylin quickly returned with the two
items. Ryllan laid the towel over the cum on the floor before
pouring a handful of oil onto his palm. He then spread the oil over
Aleth’s fevered skin, where they’d struck him and then continued to
his sac and cock, rubbing the prince’s cock until some life
returned to his shaft.
    Once Aleth was semi-hard once more,
Ryllan poured more oil and began to lube the prince’s ass, spearing
his thumb into the puckered hole and spreading as much of the oil
as he could. Aleth pushed back against Ryllan’s thumb, his hips
rotating, showing his need was mounting. Greylin took some of the
oil and began coating his own cock before taking over for Ryllan.
Ryllan took the time to cover his cock with the lubricant and then
crawled under Aleth’s body.
    Greylin understood what needed to be
done. He lifted the prince’s hips so Ryllan could get into
position. Once Aleth was in his lap, Greylin grasped Ryllan’s shaft
and helped guide it toward Aleth’s tight bud. With his friend’s
help, he slowly thrust inside Aleth, filling the little prince more
easily than the first time. Aleth moaned around Amaden’s shaft, his
ass clenching around Ryllan’s length. Once he filled Aleth, Greylin
moved closer and pressed the head of his cock against the prince’s
entrance.
    Aleth stiffened as he seemed to
realize their plan. He removed Amaden’s cock from his mouth and
turned to look over his shoulder at Greylin.
    Ryllan grasped Aleth’s neck and tilted
his head down. “Trust us. If it’s too much, we’ll stop.”
    Aleth relaxed some and
nodded.
    Greylin pressed forward, unhurriedly
feeding his cock into Aleth’s body. The prince inhaled shallow
breaths, letting them go with low mews and cries as Greylin filled
and stretched him wider than he’d ever been. Aleth took it well,
closing his eyes and relaxing into the pain. Soon Greylin was fully
seated inside their prince’s ass, both his and Ryllan’s cock fully
impaling Aleth.
    Aleth opened his eyes slowly, then
looked down at Ryllan, surprise in his gaze. There was lust there,
too, but the shock of the impalement seemed to be his first
awareness. The prince moved slightly as his body grew