Love, Freedom, and Royal

[Donnyjames]

I have written Love, Freedom, and Royal to tell my fantasy of being the chosen one. This story plays out as my true feelings and fantasies I have in life, in a fantasy setting. I just think the ideas are really hot  

Please be aware that the start of this story is to establish the scene and current day adventures of Chance Royal, a Prince of a secluded kingdom far, far, away  

 

Part 1 - The Man 

Every year, a festival takes place outside the Royal Mansion. To celebrate the birthdays of the 18 year old men who graduated from their education. People from around the kingdom would come to celebrate the coming-of-age ceremony for the talented. Having been situated in on a relatively poor part of the world, citizens would attend lavish parties at the Royal’s to enjoy their hospitality, excellent food, and refreshing drink. This year was particularly special. An ash blond hair, slightly freckled, green eyed boy stood out. Mannerisms curved, punctual, neatly dressed. For he was the son of the King Royal, and thus he was pure and well disciplined. 

 

After the ceremonies were complete, and all speech had been said, our prince, Chance, took the stage. He called for all staff and all fresh young adults to prepare for the after party. Chance was escorted to a private room, similarly to rooms anchors on news channels have. Staff began undressing Chance, and grooming him. He pulled down his underwear, and blond bush popped out. A staff member trimmed down his bush to a beautiful tuft. They bathed and washed him, which considering the only ones allowed to do so we’re men, Chance would get excited when these men touched his naked body. Chance never thought anything of it. The staff are there to help him. Just something that happened frequently. 

 

Chance arrived downstairs at the party. Everyone was naked. The lights were dim, and the smell of alcohol and a tinge of sweat filled the room. Chance stood in the middle of the room, “We are adults now! We must finish our coming-of-age story here and fulfill our destinies!” Chance huffed and let out one final remark, “Let’s fuck!”

Everyone in the room began to grope one another. Young men and women’s bodies move liked water in the ocean, bumping against another, grinding. The smell of sweat was intoxicating. Pheromones flooded the air and Chance’s cock was rock hard. But something caught his eye. In the corner of the room, with a shadow on his face, a man sat. Hairy, muscular, untrimmed, tattooed, pierced.
Sex, lust, passion… Sex. Chance’s thoughts were racing. This was a young adult party, but he decided to venture to the older man to find out why he was there. 

“Who are you?” Chance asked him. Nervous, as he had never seen an older man naked, and he could feel his cock starting to firm up. A bead of sweat dripped down his back, landing in his ass crack. 

“Oh, boy, I think that you’re in the wrong place. You don’t wanna fuck with me, boy.” The figure leaned forward into the light. “I ain’t your type. You’re a rich, sheltered boy. A Royal. I’m nothing. Garbage to you.”

Chance stared at him dazed, the man knew who Chance was, but Chance had never seen the man before. He was intrigued indeed. He sat next to the older man, staring at his cock as he sat down. He could smell the man, like sweat and and booze. Chance couldn’t help that his cock was growing hard, and the man didn’t seem to mind. His cock was growing bigger by the second too.  

Chance pulled the man away, and they left the party together to go to his room. Same sex was frowned upon by the king. Even in a modern world, the kingdom was run and felt like a medieval kingdom, just with modern day buildings. Chance thought about the man’s cock, he wanted to know what it felt like to have a cock inside of him. Once they arrived in the bedroom, the older man bent Chance over the bed, spit on his cock, and slathered it across Chance’s hole. The short hairs tickling the man’s cock, he moaned in pleasure. Chance couldn’t contain himself, pushing his ass backwards. The man pulled back, and told Chance he needed to loosen up first. The man shoved his finger inside of chance, scraping his rectum with his fingernail. He dug deeper, and chance squealed in pain. The man ripped his finger out, and apologized to Chance, saying he didn’t mean to do that. But he did. The man slid his cock inside of Chance, deep. The blood lubricated his hole more. The man thrusted harder. The asshole puckered and squeezed. Juices and blood leaked out of his hole, dripping to the floor. The man pumped faster, harder, ripping  into Chance’s hole. Relentless, and merciless, the man tore up his hole until his whole body seized up and he exploded inside the prince. Cum, blood, spit, and ass juice leaked from Chance. 

 

“Well you don’t know me, but I know you. You’re poz now. You have HIV now. You will get AIDS. Do you understand?” The man clouted, boasting in stature. The prince swallowed hard, he clearly knew what had just happened, but HIV and AIDS was only a myth and legend in his kingdom. However, Chance was severely turned on by this, but he was worried.

The prince left, as the man bellowed a deep laugh. Of course, it only took two weeks for the kingdom to weep as Prince Chance Royal, of King Darwin Royal, fell ill to a mysterious disease. Chance never told a soul as he recovered. And the world didn’t bat an eye, all was well in the Kingdom Royal. For now.

 

Part 2 Preview:

 

2 Years Later

 

The king passed away 3 months from the annual festival for coming-of-age adults. As the new king, Charles changed the after party. For one lucky person will get the chance to have sex with the king each year. The girls went wild, while the men had no idea.

[Donnyjames]

Thank you for reading. As the next part/chapters are released, you will learn more of the darker, deeper desires of Chance. My own personal fantasy has been given a name, and a place to distribute it. I am looking forward to your thoughts. 😁

[evilqueerpig]

MORE!

[Donnyjames]

2 Years Later

 

The king passed away 3 months from the annual festival for coming-of-age adults. As the new king, Charles changed the after party. For one lucky person will get the chance to have sex with the king each year. The girls went wild, and the men had no idea. 

Outside of Royal Mansion, Chance stood tall, and proud. Nude, his muscles and veins ran deep. A six pack, a treasure trail, and awesome pecs. His hair was medium length, ruffled and wavy ash-blond hair covered his ears. “Today, is the day you become men and women! Today is the day you become adults!”

The crowd went wild, and although none of them were naked, they knew under King Chance’s rule, no clothes were allowed inside the mansion aside from special circumstances. Immediately, Chance noticed a strange boy with black hair. He had a strong nose, crisp jawline, and was skinny. Chance had a spark in his eye, and he was on the prowl. “Let the feast begin!”

 

The crowd cheered and hollered, but one girl yelled out, “Which of us gets to sleep with you?”

Chance gazed at her, a smirk forming. His tussled hair blew in the silence, as anticipation ensued. Chance walked over to the black haired boy, took his hand, and walked into the mansion, saying absolutely nothing. He undressed the boy in his private room. He was mostly hairless, except his legs, pits, and some facial hair. He was gorgeous. He had a thick 8 inch cock dangling between his legs, hard like steel. Veiny, pink, hairy, natural. Chance put the boy to his knees, and had the boy start sucking his cock. The slurping sound excited Chance, and his balls ached to unload. “I’m going to poz you. We’ll be fluid bonded for life. How does that sound?”

“Yes, please! I’m Brian by the way.” The boy pleased, the look in his eyes was filled with guilty pleasure. He was ripe for the taking, and Chance fully intended on capitalizing on this. Chance carefully picked the boy up in his strong muscular arms, and heaved him onto the bed where he bounced with a flop. Chance spread his legs, lifted his ass, and tongued his hair ass hole. Brian let out moans and whelps as Chance devoured him, dominating him. For today, Brian was Chance’s prince, and all must be obeyed to the king. He fingered Brian, the same way the man did to him, scraping his guts out, leaving hot red streaks of blood. Chance fiddled with his own cock, and placed it carefully against Brian’s submissive hole. “This might hurt a little, but I promise it feels good eventually.” And at that moment he railed Brian, balls deep. 

“Oh god! You’re so deep inside me, your majesty, I can taste your cock! Fuck me harder. Poz me! I’m yours! Take my hole, take my soul!”

Chance could hardly handle it. He hadn’t given anyone his dick, or his toxic seed before. He prematurely blew his load, coating the walls of Brian’s ass in a heavy, sticky, evil load. Brian moaned with pleasure. Chance breathed heavily. He pulled out, disappointed in himself and apologized for his short cumming. He scooped up the blood and cum mixture dripping out of Brian’s ass hole, and fingered it back inside of him. Then he made Brian suck the wicked residue off of his finger, and then off of his cock. Brian was insatiable. Chance could see it in his eyes, he owned Brian, and Brian loved being owned by a Royal.

Brian looked at King Chance, “My loyalty is yours, king. Anything you need or want. Come find me.”

 

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King Chance looked across the crowd, his crown was gleaming in the light. “Today, we must punish those who have sought the light. We must punish those who go against our traditions. We must not let those who disobey win.” Chance had several men, including Brian standing behind him, nude and shameless. The party was only beginning

[Donnyjames]

On 7/5/2022 at 8:16 AM, evilqueerpig said:

MORE!

Done. 

[Menbendovr]

I like where this is going.  More please!

[Donnyjames]

Part 3 - A Mysterious Illness

For the Royal Kingdom, insanity drew intensity as panic flooded the streets. Naked bodies fled their homes, houses burned. The Great Pause had descended onto the Royal mansion, and all of its subjects. As the sun fell behind the far mountains of the west, Chance Royal and his officers took to the street. Moving door to door in the panic, he looked for doors with a red X marked on the front. He came to a small house, the door appeared as if blood had been slathered diagonally both ways, a red X. Chance issued Brian an order, to enter the premises and Pause all activity. Each door that King Chance came across that had a red X was issued an officer to enter for the Great Pause. Chance came across another door, once again, with a red X slashed across the front. He stood before it, the screams and panic around him fueled his hatred towards the doctor. He reconsidered carefully, as the doctor, who appeared from no where, told him that his kingdom would be in ruin if he continued. Although the doctor was intelligent, he was never seen again after telling the king of the chaos that ensued. Allegedly, he entered a small box with a red X painted on the outside, where he and the box were never seen again. 
 

Chance entered the door. Inside he turned a corner, and found an older man laying on a table, surrounded by offerings. The man acknowledged Chance, and pleaded that he could be honored to take part in the Great Pause. “This kingdom, you, my king. I owe my life and devote myself to you. We will resume our kingdom, and I lay my loyalty down to you.”

Chance laughed deeply. His cock growing. This poor bastard had no idea why the kingdom was suffering, and he had no idea what the Great Pause was. Sure, the kingdom was experiencing a pause in all economic progress, but this was strictly a health matter. “The doctor said a strange illness was spreading. I am the illness. I am what perverts this country. You lay your life down to me, I will reward you. You will never have to worry about getting the illness again after I’m done with you.”

The man stared at Chance. And the grin across his face turned remarkably evil, and his cock jumped. Hard, bushy, and curving to the left, the man begged Chance to give him the illness. Astounded, Chance walked over to the man, realizing he was a soothsayer. The man knew everything already; he stood up to bow and pay his respects. Chance grabbed his prick, pulling him in, and kissing the man passionately. He slid his tongue in and out of the man’s mouth, and moved down his body. Kissing his nipples, belly button, and cock, Chance began pleasuring the soothsayer by sucking his rigid cock. Precum leaked and oozed from him, salty and tasty. He smelled musky, and sweaty. Chance stood, and turned the man around swiftly. 
Chance spit downwards on his cock, and shoved it in the man’s hole. Barely any lubrication, the soothsayer whelped out a loud howl of pain. This didn’t stop Chance, it only made him fuck harder. The soothsayer begged and pleaded and bargained with Chance to infect him. To take over and hijack his mind and body with the illness. Chance slammed deep, and long, thrusting hard into the man’s guts. Each fuck, each thrust, and each slam, the soothsayer moaned in pleasure now. Chance picked up pace, and depth. Burrowing his cock into the man. “You’re mine. You owe me. You’ll serve me in death.” 
The soothsayer exploded. Cum spattered everywhere as Chance fucked him harder, spewing his own toxic, evil seed into the garden he tilled. The soothsayer hungrily took the load. Chance stepped back, looking at the man. The soothsayer winked at him. 
“The kingdom may be in a Great Pause, but your majesty, YOU are the Great Poz. I am honored to serve you.”

 

”You’re God damn right you are, faggot.”

Edited July 11, 2022 by Donnyjames

[Guest]

So original!! Loving it so far, hope new chapters are coming soon! Great job!!

[Donnyjames]

22 hours ago, ChaserKubby said:

So original!! Loving it so far, hope new chapters are coming soon! Great job!!

There will be at least two additional chapters. One for my persona to enter, and one for my persona to exit. And anything else in between depending on popularity. 
 

As my persona enters the scene, the story will become much more detailed and concise. The whole story leading up to now is establishing the Why for myself. In my mind fantasies like this are something I think about as I fall asleep. I run them through my head over and over each night until I sleep. Thus, the story and stage grow larger. I appreciate your feedback.

🙂