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~sasuke_uchiha_uke~ Kidnapped Prince ~naochan~

"For me?" Jericho asked, raising his eyebrows a little bit as he followed Aaron and put his hands on his shoulders. "Mm...then you must be gay for someone else," he whispered into his ear, his hands on his shoulders and gave them a small squeeze. "Tell me, Aaron, who has your heart? And your ass?"
 
Crap! He hadn't meant to say that! He flinched slightly as his shoulders were held, and jumped a the voice by his ear. "I-I'm not, I'm not!" he argued, trying to stop his tears and failing. "No one has me, no one has my a...my butt!"
 
"What's so wrong with being gay?" Jericho whispered into his ear as he pressed his bulge against him. "I've always liked you, Aaron. Ever since we were boys. Don't you like me?" he murmured, nibbling on his ear lightly with a small smirk.
 
"It makes father hate me," he replied. Well tha was one reason his father disliked him anyway. "I like you as my friend," Aaron mewled, gasping as Jericho pressed his bulge once more against him. "Ah~" he moaned softly, hating himself for it as the nibbles to his ear sent little spikes of pleasure along his body, and pooled in his lower belly.

Aaron's knees pressed tightly together, but he couldn't stop his member from reacting to the stimulation. And once again he begged for his kitty in his head.
 
"Who cares what that man thinks?" Jericho whispered softly into his ear as he reached down to cup his bulge in his hand with a small smirk. He rubbed Aaron's bulge slowly while he rubbed his bulge against his lower back slowly. "I'll make you feel good. I can make you happy.."
 
With his knees threatening to give out on him, Aaron had no choice but to turn around in the other's arms and grab onto Jericho's shoulders. "N-no do-doooon't," he moaned, his body quivering, member pulsing under panties as it was cupped. He had a hard on while wearing a dress and panties! Oh he hated himself right now.
 
"But, baby, you want it so badly," Jericho whispered into his ear as he glanced around the room. The king had left them alone, but for how long. He lifted Aaron off the ground and went to the nearest little desk and set him on it. "If you don't want it, why are you so hard?" he whispered, lifting Aaron's dress so that he could see.
 
"No I don't, I don't I don't," he chanter, shaking his head from side to side. He was starttled though, when he was lifted up and placed on a desk, and squeeled when his dress was lifted up. His hands pressed down on the fabric to try and hide his horrible shame.

Aaron was wearing white panties, with a bright red bow on the front, his hard shaft pushing it up and away from his body, the head poking out from the waist band. It was starting to drip a little precum.
 
"Yes you do, yes you do," Jericho said right back with a small smirk as he reached over and took his cock into his hand and started to stroke him slowly. He then leaned down and gave the head a small lick. With his free hand, he removed his pants and let them fall to the ground. He looked up at him and smirked. "Like me, Aaron?"
 
Aaron's attempts at a struggle seemed to stop the second his member was being stroked, and his back arched a little, eyes falling shut, tears slowly drying up. The quick lick had the blond's head tossed back and a gasp to be let out. He didn't answer, couldn't answer, instead he whimpered and bucked his hips slightly.
 
Jericho smirked a little bit at the boy. He turned him around so that he was bent over on the desk and spread his cheeks. What he saw was kind of surprise. Someone had already taken him. He tilted his head to the side and smirked a bit. He spit on the head of his cock and then pressed it against his hole and pushed in slowly. "Someone's had you already..." he whispered into his ear.
 
"Uwah!" he yipped as he was turned over, the dress pulled up and his panties down on his thighs. Aaron looked over his shoulder, eyes wide as a deer in headlights. How could he have known Dante had taken him?! Little did he know his little hole was still a little stretched and pink from it.

"Last night," he whimpered, turning his head forward and letting out a cry of pain as Jericho slid inside of his already sore body. "It hurts! Please, Jericho, it hurts!" he cried out, his hands curling into fists as he sobbed softly.
 
"Ah, last night," Jericho whispered, burying himself deep inside of the boy and leaned over at him. "It wouldn't sting if you would have just saved yourself for me, instead of whoring yourself out," he whispered into his ear as he rocked his hips slowly in and out of him.
 
It was slowly getting... a little better with each thrust, his burning entrance getting reaccustomed to being stretched. "I'm not a whore," he cried softly, sobbing into his arms as his body was rocked back and forth with each thrust, and he bit back any sort of pleasured sound that started to bubble up in his throat. "I don't love you..."
 
"Not yet," Jericho whispered as he held onto his hips as he continued to thrust in and out of his little hole. "I'll make sure you fall in love with me so that I can take you away from this place. Back to my home were you will stand by my side," he groaned.
 
"No, no," he cried softly. If Jericho took him away, would Dante find him? Unfortunatly for him, all thought was tossed out the window when the other prince's cock smacked against his prostate. "Ah!" he cried out, his back arching, head tossed back with eyes wide open.
 
"I don't like the fact that you've already had someone in you," Jericho whispered between his moans and smirked at him when he hit his prostate. That's what he wanted to see. Smirking, Jericho slammed his hips back into him, hitting that spot over and over again.
 
"I do! I liked having him inside me!" he retorted, eyes finally shutting in unwanted pleasure. Aaron let out constant cries of blis as that spot was pounded into and to his absolut horror and embarasment, he felt his release coming.

The boy tried to hold it back, he really did! But with one final strike to his prostate, he came, his back arching farther then before, his seed splashing out of his member and onto the desk and floor.
 
Jericho smirked a little bit as he felt Aaron's ass tighten around his member as he came. he continued with fucking him for a few more moments before cumming deep inside of him. he panted as he pulled out of his ass slowly. "mmm..."
 
The young prince flinched deeply as cum filled his body once more, but this time he got no delight out of it, just humiliation. Aarong slowly slid down onto his knees, pulling his panties up and pushing the dress down before he started to cry softly, his hands covering his face in shame.
 
Jericho shook his head a little bit as he started to cry. He let out a small sigh. Maybe he should have waited a bit before fucking him... But oh well. "Are you well enough to walk?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.
 
"What do you think?!" he snapped, sobbing into the crook of his right arm, his other hand place on the ground to help take some of the pressure off his poor, abused little ass. "I could barely walk up and down the stairs as it was!"
 
Jercho knew it was bad, but he couldn't but laugh softly, shaking his head. "You're such a baby," he muttered, moving over and picking him up. He felt like leaving, but he didn't know what his father would do to him.
 
Aaron felt his heart ache at those words. So not only was a gay whore, he was now his fathers daughter and a baby! How much more humiliated could he get?! As the other prince picked him up, the blond pushed at his chest. "Put me down! I'd rather crawl then be carried by you! I hate you I hate you!" he yelled, this time not caring if his father heard. Which he didn't, he was in his study on the other side of the castle.
 
"Fine," Jericho said, rolling his eyes a little bit as he set Aaron back onto the ground and shook his head a little bit. He needed to get away now. "I'll be back tomorrow. Make sure you don't let your father hurt your pretty face," he muttered as he left the room, shaking his head.
 
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