Natural Beauty
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“We both succeeded in one way or another. He became a King, and I became a stripper.”
Aaron shook his ass seductively to no music, but there was so much playfulness about the way he told the story that people clapped and catcalled him. Yet, Daniel felt ambiguous about the chosen story because it put into light how he’d grown up and what kind of a person he’d been. He’d been shallow and vain and the latter not even in a good way. He’d always felt too good for anything, yet when Heimli stood on stage and praised him, he felt humbled. He wasn’t appalled by himself and his behavior anymore, but he didn’t like the memory of the person he’d been at the time Aaron was referring to.
“That’s a good title for a movie, isn’t it?” Aaron continued. “The King and the Stripper? Well, Incubus King so it would probably be a porn movie.”
Laughter gave Aaron a natural break.
“Seriously, though. We made a pact to find fame and fortune together, but our friendship was cut short because of something in our parents’ lives. My parents and I moved far away from Daniel’s…Nol-Beaudon’s, and we didn’t see each other again until Lord Seldon decided to give his love a present. An old friend. That would be me in case that detail got lost in a blowjob.” Aaron moved to the edge of the stage and stared theatrically at the people at a table, and Daniel was guessing someone was getting a blowjob.
Laughter told the rest of that story. Aaron grinned, moving back to stand in the middle of the stage again.
“I’m human. I’m still figuring all this out. I’m a stripper, so you’d think I’ve seen it all, but no!” He moved closer to the other edge, staring at the people at a table. Then he cocked his head, gaping. “See, I didn’t even know that position was possible!”
Daniel snickered, imagining what someone was doing. For all he knew, no one was doing anything, and Aaron was just using the effect to cause laughter, and it worked.
“Wooooh!” Aaron fanned himself and walked the runway with plenty of hip action.
Daniel had to hand it to him—those stilettoes gave his gait a sexy swagger. Aaron came closer, and Daniel saw that he was wearing stage makeup. He was fucking hot, and Daniel’s cock jumped in excitement when their eyes met.
“I was always a bit jealous of you. You had that little extra that would excel you past me and into the spotlight.”
Oddly enough, Daniel had always thought that about Aaron.
“Now I know what that little extra was, and I see what it blossomed into.” Aaron spread his arms, indicating the room full of Cubi. “When you first took me away from Las Vegas and put a collar on me, I didn’t get it. Now I do, and I’m so proud of calling you my friend, and I’m very, very grateful that you mentioned longing for me because Lord Seldon said that that was what he heard as a request for him to find me. Thank you for keeping your promise to me and sharing the fame and fortune you found.
“So here I am, an Untouchable. Lots of rules to learn, but I learned this…” Aaron pulled at his tie until it came undone. “I may be Untouchable…” Aaron pulled the tie off his neck in a long and slow movement while looking at Daniel. He then lowered his voice. “But that doesn’t mean you can’t look.”
Catcalls, whistling, and cheers, yet Daniel’s mouth had gone dry, leaving him mute.
“And I’ve learned that my spotlight was never out there in the human world. It’s here!” Aaron pointed toward one of the lights shining on him from the cave walls. “And this is what I do.”
Aaron tossed the mic to a side, and music started. Daniel gaped as Aaron sashayed toward him with a sexy smile on his face. Now he knew why there were so many Guard Lords and Ladies around, and he knew why they only fed on women. None of them would be inclined to jump Aaron from hunger, so they could help keep the Untouchable safe when he pulled off a dance to incite the guests at Daniel’s royal dinner party.
Pride and gratitude filled Daniel, and he stared as Aaron disrobed slowly, and every time a new piece of skin was revealed, Daniel’s dick throbbed harder. It was weird. He’d never looked at his friend like that, or any human for that matter, but his friend was dancing for him. Or was it the showman and Untouchable showing off and making the King proud? Whatever it was, Daniel didn’t care—the show was ramping up his hunger.
And not only his by the looks of things. Marcadon was straddling Levidon but with his back to the Guard Lord so they could both watch and fuck slowly at the same time. Definitely not strictly feeding if those two were fucking slowly.
Caledon leaned in and nibbled Daniel’s neck. “Goddamn, he’s hot.”
“Yeah,” Daniel whispered. He wanted to try what Marcadon and Levidon were doing and shuffled around. Caledon didn’t need instruction, and Daniel ended up on all fours on the table, still with his eyes glued to the now half-naked Aaron. Lubed up fingers moved into Daniel, and he groaned at the slow stretch while watching an ass twerk way better than he ever managed.
A louder groan escaped Caledon. “Oh, fuck, that’s torture. That ass is gorgeous! Look at it bounce!”
“He’s gonna be so much fun classifying in a few years,” Daniel said, but he already knew he’d force a change on the beautiful young man.
“Can I watch?”
“Watch?” Daniel got up on his knees and leaned back against Caledon’s body, still arching his back to make sure Caledon’s fingers had free range of motion. He reached back to curl his fingers in Caledon’s hair. “You get to participate, lover.”
“Oh, that sounds good,” Caledon whispered and sucked on Daniel’s earlobe, causing a shudder to go through him.
Aaron made it out of his pants by twerking them off. It caused a level of excitement in Caledon that left Daniel shaking and moaning from the enthusiastic fingers in his ass. Aaron turned around, sporting an erection.
A shiver tore through Daniel. “Oh, God, I wanna suck it.”
“Sorry, Cub, that’s why I’m here.”
“Oh, you’re mean,” Daniel whined, making the Lord laugh.
Aaron fell to his knees, gyrated his hips to the beat of the music, and caressed himself from chin to knees, yet Daniel held his breath when he passed his cock because he wanted to see him stroke it. But hands just passed that area, leaving it untouched, and the groan from the spectators meant Daniel wasn’t the only one eager to see that. Aaron touched his cock on the way back up, though.
Grand Lord Neardon climbed across the table, urging someone closer. A red-eye hopped onto their elevated seating, and there wasn’t a lot of teasing going on there before they fucked on the table.
Daniel had to admit that he loved the slow start. Afdon had taken care of the immediate hunger that would no doubt have distracted Daniel from enjoying the show, and he appreciated Caledon being the one prolonging the pleasure since the Lord knew Daniel’s body so well by then.
“Oh, God, My King, please dose him, please!” Levidon begged, and Marcadon looked almost victorious.
“Get him over here,” Daniel said, unwilling to move.
Levidon pushed Marcadon over, and he landed on his back with his head near Daniel. He leaned in and released five doses in Marcadon’s mouth, grinning at the desperate cries and Levidon’s eager roar.
Daniel looked at the stage again. Down to nothing, Aaron made his way across the platform to Daniel, and he certainly wasn’t shy. He fingered his own ass and jacked off in torturously slow movements, and Daniel wanted so much more. He wanted to fuck him. He wanted to climb onto the stage and sink his dick into friend’s ass, and…a loud moan tore from Daniel, and he shivered from pent-up lust.
“Oh, yeah!” Caledon groaned and moved behind Daniel who whimpered in relief when he felt Caledon’s cock slide into him.
Aaron laid down on his back, stretched out in front of Daniel. There was a gap of about six feet between the platform he sat on and the stage where Aaron was writhing erotically. And then Aaron jacked off.
Daniel shoved back against Caledon and cried out for more. A hand closed around his cock, offering more pleasure.
He licked his lips, imagining what his friend’s pleasure would taste like if Daniel was the one manipulating his body to ecstasy.
Aaron’s head rolled on the stage, and his body writhed as he closed in on his self-inflicted pleasure. A body like that should writhe under someone else’s hands, and Daniel wanted to be the one who caused those expressions of pleasure. He’d make him feel much more pleasure.
Aaron closed in on his orgasm and turned his head to lock gazes with Daniel as he came. Pleasure tore through Daniel, pooled in his ass, and he convulsed in orgasm to the sweet sound of Caledon peaking.
Daniel held himself up on shaky arms and enjoyed the light pain in his hips from where Caledon had gripped him. He enjoyed the sensation of his throbbing asshole and the last quivers tearing through his muscles.
Aaron grinned at him, looking pretty pleased with the result. A Lady reached across the platform and scooped up Aaron’s semen from his stomach. She then came to Daniel and offered her hand, and Daniel was ready to come again at the gift which he greedily licked off her fingers.
The crowd was still roaring and cheering when Daniel felt Caledon dislodge, and they watched Aaron scramble to his feet and wave at his audience.
“Holy fuck, that was one helluva surprise,” Daniel mumbled and kissed Caledon.
“Yeah. He brings pride to your House.” Caledon kissed Daniel and handed him a box of wet wipes to clean off. Caledon washed himself and discarded the wipes in the trash, then scooted off the platform, grinning. “Find your feeders and indulge.”
“Yeah, about that. Will you come and find me and haul me home to bed at some point, because I have a feeling this will end wildly.”
Caledon returned to their seat with his serious-face on. “Oh?”
“I’m going to enjoy my people.”
Caledon nodded, thinking. “I’ll warn Seldon.” He then kissed Daniel, winked at him, and left to find his harem for the night.
Daniel left the table to prepare himself. It took about half an hour to shower and look as beautiful as he could. He then ran back to the party and hopped onto the catwalk, making sure he got the attention of the other Royals.
Someone clapped twice. More followed, and hands were raised around the room until he had the attention of just about everyone. Some were too lost in feeding, and that was okay, too.
“I have not been around to look for anyone to feed with tonight because I have something special in mind. This is a Royal dinner, after all, so I will treat you all to a Royal buffet.”
An explosion of cheers sounded, and some got up in what looked like sheer excitement.
Daniel turned to find the other Royals joining him on the catwalk, while Guard Lords and Ladies carried pillows to the runway.
“Please, no more than three at a time up here to one of us, and whatever our Guards tell you to do, you do.”
More and more Guard Lords and Ladies appeared around him, even Levidon who looked thoroughly fucked. By the looks of an absolutely exhausted Marcadon, lazily enjoying a cold beer, Daniel guessed the Guard Lord had had his fill for the night.
A soft hand landed on his shoulder, and he turned to find Nil-Sundin smiling at him. “It’s a nice tradition, I think.”
Daniel grinned, but he was also a bit nervous. It wasn’t long since he’d been Royally Empowered by Nol-Elakdon, and he remembered how tired his body had been the following days and how spaced out he’d felt because of all the doses. All Guard Lords and Ladies stood ready to intervene and take over to help suck the remaining doses out of the Royals before they became too exhausted.
“This is gonna get crazy, isn’t it?” Daniel mumbled.
Nil-Sundin chuckled. “Yes. Isn’t it wonderful?” She sounded less nervous and more excited so Daniel figures she’d misinterpreted his tone, but that was okay—it helped him feel more at ease.
The Cubi closed in around them, and Daniel watched as the Royals pointed out a few of the people being kept at a distance by the many Guards. Daniel looked around and spotted three that caught his immediate attention. He pointed them out as he saw them and the excited expression and cheers and high fives made his cock fill to painfully hard, and his asshole tingled in anticipation, and he even found himself drooling at the imagined taste of a Cubus.
The first, a green-eye, claimed Daniel’s mouth in a hungry kiss. Whether it was the blue-eye or the red-eye who swallowed his cock to the root, he didn’t know. He didn’t care, either. All he wanted to do was shower his people with pleasure, share his dose, and let himself be filled by theirs.
Chapter Twenty-two
Alex stared out the window of the big helicopter that he, Kaydon, Nol-Elakdon, Sire Jaydon, Jeff, and a few others were on. From that one, Alex could see one of the two huge helicopters with two rotators. Each of those could hold twenty-eight people, and Nol-Elakdon had called for two while they traveled in a third and smaller one. Alex had no idea that the Kingdom of Daniel had resources like that, and he was pretty sure big-ass helicopters weren’t all.
Kaydon had been strapped down in the middle, and Jeff had eagerly helped the Viking King to reach orgasm once an hour to feed Kaydon the mixture of dose and semen. Sometimes, another Cubus would aid the King, and Alex figured it was when he needed to feed. Jeff was at it at the moment, and Alex tried to watch while not gawking. A glance at Jaydon, and the Sire was smiling proudly, watching his husband make Nol-Elakdon quake and gasp.
“Oh, shit, stop, stop,” Nol-Elakdon gasped, and Jeff pulled back. Jaydon grabbed Jeff’s shirt and pulled him back, reached between his legs, and massaged the obvious hard-on. The King came in the cylindrical container and grinned goofily. “Even though I can’t feed from you, you’re a treat.”
Jaydon looked at Jeff with such love, while the King released a dose to mingle with his semen. He then passed the vial to the doctor who fed it to Kaydon.
The King leaned over Alex and looked out the window. “We’ll be there soon. Don’t expect to see your friends tonight. The young King will be feasting and feasted upon until he collapses. Then again, I did promise to wake him up.”
Alex chuckled. “That’s okay. I hope I get some sleep soon, too.”
“Yes. I’ll make sure a bed is placed in the same room as Kaydon so you can stay close to him.” Nol-Elakdon took Alex’s hand and squeezed it, and again he thought he saw the gratitude and happiness that his friend had found a lover. Except Alex didn’t know if they were really that much of a couple because it was all still very new and confusing.
“Thank you.”
“Is he disappointed that I sent him here?” the King asked.
“He misses you and the hird, but he believes you know best, and he’ll do anything to prove that he’s worthy of your respect no matter the challenge you presented him with.”
“That even sounds like his wording.” The King fell back in his seat and stared out the window, lost in thought. Alex let him, but he was conscious that the King was still holding his hand. It made him smile. He may be useless to Kaydon at that moment, but he could help ease Kaydon’s beloved King and friend by something as simple as holding a hand.
Alex felt a bit special when the King made sure to keep him close and stayed with Kaydon the entire way. He kept Jaydon and Jeff close, too, and Alex suspected it was because they were all friends with Daniel, well as much as they could be, considering the circumstances of how they’d all met.
Doctors stood ready to take over Master Reidon’s care, and Kaydon was asleep the entire time. Either that or Master Reidon had given him something to sleep through the pain of being moved around.
They entered a room, and the doctors moved Kaydon again, then hooked him up to an IV.
“Master Reidon,” Elakdon said, waving the Master closer. “You’ve done a beautiful job today. If you’re not too tired, go see if the party is still going strong.”
“Oh, I’m tired, Nol, but I will see if I can find a feeding there and relax with a drink.”
“You’ve earned it.”
“Sire. Will you see to it that a bed for Kaydon’s human lover is placed in here and that his needs are taken care of, too?”
“Yes, Nol.”
“Alex is the claimed breeder of Nol-Beaudon, just so you know.”
And if Alex had felt special earlier, the respect in the Sire’s eyes kicked it up a notch. At that moment, Alex felt one hundred percent sure that coming back was the best decision he’d ever made.
“I’ll tend to that immediately, Nol.” The Sire dipped his head and left the room.
“And now to you.” The King turned to put his hands on Jeff’s shoulders. “I hope your husband has worked up an appetite again.”
“A bit, Nol,” Jaydon said.
“Then hurry up and find two receivers of male pleasure above the level of red. When you return, have them be open and prepared, but you enter this room alone.”
“Yes, Nol.” Sire Jaydon left the room, looking slightly puzzled.
Alex went to sit by Kaydon and stroked his uninjured hand, figuring the King was hungry since it was mainly Jeff who had sucked him off on the long helicopter ride there.
“I like how neat your beard is.”
“Thank you, Nol.” Jeff grinned, stroking his beard. It was something Alex had always admired about Jeff, too. Alex couldn’t pull one off, and he remembered Kaydon having uttered regret that he couldn’t, either.
“I was born in the Viking age. A beard was a man’s pride. I admire a man who takes care of his beard like that.”
The door opened, and Jaydon came in. “I have brought two blue-eyes for you, Nol.”
“Oh, not for me, Sire. They are a wedding present from me.” Elakdon turned to look at Alex. “I trust you because of who you willingly return to serve. None of you will ever repeat what you witness now!”
“Yes, Nol!”
Elakdon grabbed Jeff by the arms and locked their lips together. Jeff jerked and clutched at the King. Then he groaned loudly, but Nol-Elakdon didn’t let up. It looked like he released another dose, and by what spilled, it looked like he forced it down Jeff’s throat. He finally drew back and stared intensely at Jeff.