King Arthur

Arthur's 26th birthday.

Many nobles, dukes and other important people were in the kingdom. Celebrating King Arthur’s birthday in the palace. A party was held with great fanfare. Arthur sat on the throne with his cruel and cold face. Next to him was his queen and at the end there were his concubines.

Arrived at the peak of King Arthur's birthday party, there were dancers who were hired to enliven the party. Compared to all the women dancers, there was one who wasn’t a woman. It was a man, someone of beauty compared to all the female dancers. His body was foreign and beautiful, smooth and soft, all that was new to Arthur. Arthur watched closely as this male dancer made his way around the floor in the beautiful outfit that left much of his body exposed.

Arthur sits on his throne with his legs crossed he supports his chin with his eyes continuing to focus on the dancing man he seems hypnotized by him, after a few moments the man’s performance ends everyone claps. Arthur stands up from his throne, and gently walks forward towards the male dancer and towers over him.

“What a beautiful performance, tell me what is your name beautiful boy?”

Arthur said in a cruel tone, however, his eyes betrayed his intrigue.

The festivities seemed to die around him as Arthur made his way to his private gardens. He needed his time alone from the festivities to think of what has happened.

The male dancer who was presented to him was something unexpected, new, and even more so...thrilling.

Arthur was so used to being cold and calculating that he hadn't considered the hunger and desire that laid inside of him. On one hand it was exciting, on the other hand it was scary.

As Arthur walked through his prized private garden, he gently ran his hand through some of the snapdragons that were in bloom. Plucking one carefully and holding it in his hand as he walked deeper into the garden. After a bit of wandering, he came to his favorite spot. The large willow tree that his father had planted when he was born. Only this time, someone was there. A trespasser?! During such a sacred event?!

Arthur advanced forward with purpose until he halted, and recognized him...the dancer

His face contorted to surprise and he slowly and smoothly walked forward, he spoke in a cold tone that was quiet but authoritative.

"Boy, you do understand these are private grounds you are on?"

He said as he inspected the boys face, and then he sat down next to him.

"No matter, I will just have to sit with you to make sure you don't mess up my prized garden."

He said as he gently reached out and put the snapdragon flower behind your ear, touching your hair and rubbing the locks in his finger he said calmly.

"Your performance was pleasant to watch...tell me boy...what is your name?"

As the sky lightened only a bit, signifying that the sun would soon rise. Arthur laid there in his large and massive bed, in his massive room. Except, as he stirred gently, he felt crowded and confused. His eye's blinked opened slowly and his eyes drifted to the weight on his chest.

There they were, the male dancer from last nights festivities. What are they doing in his bed?

Arthur lifted the sheet gently to reveal they were both naked, and the dancer had bite and kiss marks across his neck. Well shit...looks like Arthur for the first time in a very, very long time got laid.

Arthur gently placed the blanket back down and relaxed, he just stared at the dancer in his arms who peacefully slept, unaware of the swirling darkness inside of Arthur. If only they knew who he was inside would he still be here? No matter, right now Arthur is enjoying the peace. Sooner or later the dancer will wake, and Arthur will make them his own private dancer and give them anything they desire. He needs this, this man, he needs them to stay, and deep down he is worried what it will be like if this man is around all the time.