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My Night of Fun with Prince Harry

Please note I don’t know Prince Harry personally or know his true sexual orientation. Furthermore, this story is 100% complete fiction and in no way to insinuate his sexuality or anything of the like. Lastly, this story contains male to male sex, so if this offends you, you are too young to be reading this, or, you are not into these kinds of things please leave now. Thank you and please enjoy this tale.

I suppose I should tell you a little about myself… My name is Keaton Jakub Frank, although I usually go by K.J. I’m about 6’5” 180 pounds. With the amount of body hair I have, I suppose I could fall into the bear category. Although, I suppose I’d be classified as an otter. I’m pretty hairy, but it isn’t gross like some people. Pretty much my body hair is contained to my chest, stomach, arms, legs, and, facial hair. All of which is kept neat and trimmed when necessary. I have no back hair at all, I just find that gross. I consider myself an otter because I’m an average build, kind of muscular. So, I’d suppose I’m a little of both. I have dark brown hair and blue-grey eyes. Have a few piercings in my ears and 1 in each of my nipples. And a few tattoos on my upper arms where are also a couple of places where I’m not hairy. Now on with the story…

This started one nice day in August after seeing some pictures of the Prince online. I found out his itinerary through some secret channels. I hopped a flight to his next stop. Upon arriving, I rented a car and headed to find a hotel. I turned on my laptop and surf the web. Within a few moments I had hit pay dirt. I found out where the handsome prince would be partying for the night. With those details in my mind, I glanced at my watch and took note of the time. I had a few hours to kill before the party was about to begin. So, I decided to head off to pick up a suit, tie, and some dress shoes. I asked the concierge for a few suggestions and headed off. Within a few hours I had picked up some fancy new threads and kicks. I headed back to the hotel and asked the concierge to have them pressed and sent up to my room. I went up to my room and jumped in the shower while waiting for my clothes. I made sure to wash my naughty bits real good in case I was able to get my man for the night into bed. I was going to wank my cock in the shower. But, decided against it wanting to save myself for later in the night. I finished my shower, dried off, and, headed to the sink to shave. When I was finished, I grabbed the robe off the door and headed back into the bedroom. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. I headed over and looked through the peek hole and saw that it was the bell hop with my clothes. I grabbed my wallet out of my shorts from earlier and grabbed a few dollars for a tip. I then walked over to the door, opened it, took my clothes, and slipped the money into his hand. Then, I closed the door and put the hanger on the rack. I walked over to my suitcase and grabbed my lucky product of Canada AussieBum underwear and a tank top. Then put them on. I walked back over to where I had hung my clothes and grabbed the pinstriped pants and put them on. I loved the way they showed off my ass and with the enhancer in my underwear they enhanced my cock and balls. I was already feeling hot and important. I grabbed the soft pink dress shirt off the hanger and put it on. After that, I put the tie on. It was just a few shades darker pink then the shirt. I always loved the tone-on-tone look, but I always like to put my own twist on it by going just a bit darker. I turned on the tele and decided to watch it for a little while. I didn’t want to head out too early as it was only like 5 pm. Dinner was at 7 (by myself) and the party was supposed to start about 10. But of course, I would show up about 10:30 as I always like to show up to a party fashionably late. Granted I knew my prince would be there and of course you know those royals. They show up at their leisure, especially the wild ones. I finally decided it was time to head to dinner. I of course had eaten by myself. It was an enjoyable service. After dinner, I was pleasantly full and ready to party. I paid my bill, headed off to my car, and, drove off to the party. I headed in and went directly to the dance floor. Within a few moments, I spotted out of the corner of my eye, the object of my lust, Prince Harry. He was dressed in a pair of black dress pants and a white dress shirt with the top couple of buttons undone. I continued to dance for a little while and kept an eye on Harry. Some time had passed and decided that it was time for a drink. Of course in order to get to the bar, I had to walk past where Harry had been standing. As I made my way to the bar, I accidently on purpose had bumped into him. I instantly felt a current of electricity jump between us. I immediately apologized to him, although it probably was something unintelligible. I finally made it to the bar and ordered a drink. While I stood at the bar taking a few drinks from my drink, a man who looked like a gym rat came over to me and had a few words with me. It must have been his handler or a security guard because he was extremely pissed that I had bumped into the prince. I apologized to him as well. He accepted and left. I walked around for a little bit to try to find a place to sit down. I was a little tired from dancing and from the jet lag. I of course walked past Harry again. This time he was facing me as I walked past, so I flashed him a smile and gave him a wink as I walked past. And found a place to sit down. It was a table with two chairs luckily both were empty. So I sat down at one of the two chairs. I continued to sip my drink; people watched and kept an eye on the prince. Sometime had passed, and by some surprise, the prince came and sat down at the table with me. We started by making some small talk which in of itself is kind of awkward with a royal. By this time, we were both a little drunk. At this point I just wanted to grab him and have a full on make out session right then and there. But, I had mentally gone somewhere else. I wasn’t sure how his guards and such would take it. But, then the second surprise of the night occurred. He actually leaned over and started kissing me. We kissed what seemed like for forever, but in actuality it was only for a few minutes. He broke the kiss and my heart sank. He summoned one of his guards over. In a strange turn of events, it happened to be the one that had scolded me earlier for bumping into the prince. They had a hushed conversation between the two of them. After a few minutes, Harry turned back to me and pulled me close to him. We had a hushed conversation wherein he asked me back to Clarence House with him. He said to me that his brother and sister-in-law, dad and stepmom, and the Queen were off and not in residence. I agreed. And as to not raise any suspicions or have any pictures show up online I had to hand over my cell. I obliged even though I would love to have some pics of the prince, but I knew the rules and of course he recently had gotten in heaping amounts of trouble for the pictures that had surfaced in the states. And to not raise any suspicions in the morning, I had told the guard the address of my hotel and gave him my car keys so that he could take my car there as to not have it be at the house in the morning. Harry told me that he would arrange an “escape” in the morning for me to be taken back to my hotel. After we finished our drinks, the other guards ushered us out the back door of the club and took us to the waiting limo. It was obscured from the press so not to raise any alarms as the British press and tabloids are worse than here in the states. So, I reluctantly handed over my keys and cell to the guard. He assured me that they would be in his safekeeping until tomorrow or until I was sent away by the prince. After that, we got into the limo and it whisked us away to Clarence House. We continued our make out session that we had started in the club. I reached over and untucked his shirt. I started rubbing his chest and stomach. They weren’t tight and muscular as I had imagined, but it wasn’t flabby either. There was a light tap on the divider. We stopped what we were doing and Harry pushed the button to lower it. Once it was fully lowered, the guard said to us, “We are approaching the gate. Please keep your hands and other body parts to yourselves. And sir, I will need you to hand me all identification to me so I can clear you through security.” I handed over my passport and driver’s license. He left the divider down and we approached the gate. The window was lowered in the back so the guard could look in and ask me a few questions. I answered them, they handed me back my documents, and, we drove through the gate and onto the grounds. The window was rolled back up, but the divider was left down. We drove into the lower chambers of the house and got out of the limo. Harry took me by the hand and led me to the elevator leading into the house. He gave me a quick tour on the way to his bedroom. It was really neat to be able to see some of the personal side of the royals. But, despite all of those things, my mind was on one thing and one thing only, the young man holding my hand, Prince Harry. We were all alone in this massive house as the guard had called ahead and sent all nonessential persons out of the house so that we, Prince Harry and I, wouldn’t get into any problems. We finally made it to the Prince’s room. I said to him, “Holy cow Your Highness, this place is enormous. I thought we’d never make it to your room.” He didn’t say a word just walked over to me and started making out with me. It was very hot. He broke the kiss. Then, he undid my tie and slipped it off and put it around his neck. Then, he untucked my shirt and unbuttoned it. His lit up like a young boy at Christmas when he saw my perfect six pack and firm abs and hairy chest and stomach. He stopped for a minute and took in the sight of my chest and stomach. He finally spoke for the first time since we got to his bedroom, “Oh my god. Are you like that all over?” I responded, “As far as muscular yes. As far as being hairy, yes for the most part.” He said, “Awesome! Although, I haven’t gotten your name yet.” I responded, “My name is Keaton, but you may call me K.J.” He responded, “Pleased to make your acquaintance, K.J.” I responded, “Likewise your highness.” He responded, “Please call me Harry. You can forgo the formalities tonight.” I responded, “As you wish your highness. I mean Harry.” After we got that out of the way, Harry resumed removing my clothes except my underwear. He stood there for a few minutes just admiring my body. I reached over to him and started removing his clothes down to his underwear. I was a little let down seeing him in his unders. He wasn’t as built as I would have hoped, but he wasn’t a slouch either. He had a little definition to his body, not as built as I am or that I normally like, but I wasn’t worried about that. He was still gorgeous even more so when he spoke. I melt at the sound of a British accent. I got down on my knees right in front of his crotch and began licking and massaging his cock contained in his underwear. I work his cock over until it becomes semi hard. I remove his underwear and his cock slaps his stomach. Once free, I notice his cock is uncut. I smile the biggest smile ever. I love a man with an uncut cock. I take his cock into my mouth and begin sucking on it like it is the last cock on the planet. Harry begins moaning loudly. Then he grabs my head and holds it in place and begins face fucking me. Then, he pushes his cock down my throat. I love the fact I have no gag reflex, but I have to adjust to allow him better access to my throat. I reach up with my free hand and begin massaging his balls. This pushes the poor prince over the edge. He begins shooting his load down my throat. I eagerly swallow his 5 loads and clean his cock before he takes it out of my mouth. He pulls me up and begins to french kissing me trying to find any remaining cum in my mouth. Once he is satisfied cleaning out my mouth, he gets down on his knees and pulls off my underwear. Then, he takes my cock in my mouth. It seems like the prince is an expert cock sucker. He quickly gets my cock hard. I get him up off his knees and walk him over to his bed. I tell him to climb on top of me and put his ass in my face as he sucks my cock. He resumes sucking my cock. I start licking his taint. This causes him to moan sending shivers down my cock. I move from his taint to his ass. I begin kissing and licking his perfect orbs. Then, I move to his puckering hole. I begin tongue fucking his hole. I get his hole nice and wet. Once I get his hole sufficiently wet with my spit, I remove my tongue and replace it with a finger and start finger fucking him. This elicits more moans from the prince. Then, I add another finger in. His perfect hole is sucking my fingers in. I start massaging his prostate with my fingers. This causes his cock to become rock hard again and start leaking precum on my chest. Henry takes his mouth from my cock and says, “I want to feel your hot cock in my ass.” I respond, “I want you to beg for it.” He says, “Please K.J. I need your cock in my hole. Please give me what I want.” I say to him, “Okay babe. I think you’re ready to take my cock. Get a condom out of my pants and put it on me.” He gets off me and my cock and walks over to my pants and grabs the condom out of my pocket. Then, he climbs back on the bed, opens the wrapper with his teeth, and, puts it on my cock. Then, he climbs back on top of me and slowly impales me on his cock. Within seconds, my cock is swallowed whole by his ass. So, in addition to being an expert cock sucker, he pretty much is a bottom whore. He begins riding my cock like he’s riding one of his horses. He keeps riding my cock and leans over and starts sucking and nibbling on my nipples. I’m so horned up; I flip him over onto his back without leaving his hole. I begin fucking him. He moans out louder than before since he no longer has my cock in my mouth. This causes me to fuck him harder. I become a man possessed. Henry begins cumming again for the second time tonight. His hole clamps on my cock like a vice. This just about pushes me over the edge. I quickly remove my cock from his ass and rip off the condom. I stroke my cock a few times and erupt all over his body. I collapse on the prince while my cock softens and begin kissing him. We decide to head off to the shower to clean up. After we get out of the shower, we head back into the bedroom and climb into bed. Within moments we drift off to sleep.

***Thanks for reading. Not sure if this will be it for this story or if I will continue. If you want to make any suggestions for other stories please feel free to e-mail me at brees_fan_kylr@rocketmail.com.***