The Servant of the Heir (story/pic)

        Handsome, muscular, lean, he had the body of a young god.  Most definitely a body fit hot enough for a king.  Derrick was a young man on leave from his military service.  He went to one of the exotic asian countries as he heard that there was money to be made in selling himself for sex.

        Little did he expect that his stunning body and charming face would quickly caught the king's eye.  The powerful monarch made the young man a very generous offer

        He was to be the personal lover to the king's heir.  His fine body and personality were worthy of such an honor.  Plus, with no links to the kingdom, this could avoid any of controversy.  As the king with very intent on his son keeping things "discreet".  

        The only stipulation was that Derrick could not have sex with anyone else during his three years of servitude.  After the three years, he would be rewarded with five million dollars.  If he was still pleasing to the kings heir, his contract may be extended.

        The young man was zealous to agree to the terms.  He underwent a medical examination and spent a couple months with a personal trainer to get himself lean and toned until the day arrived when he would be taken to the castle.

        Derrick was led by one of the king's servants into one of the palace's many bedroom chambers.  The servant helped the young man disrobe and gave him a thorough sponge bath.  Derrick couldn't believe the care and attention to detail that the servant had.  He even found himself aroused by the servant's gentle touch.

        The servant then took Derrick over to the large bed.  The sheets were of the smoothest silk that he had ever felt.  Plus the bed was slightly heated.  Derrick melted into the soft warm embrace of more luxurious comfort he had ever known.

        After a few minutes of enjoying the softest, most comfortable bed ever, handsome young servant returned.  Derrick rolled over on his side and watched as the servant looked him over.  

        This servant was bare from the waste up and Derrick was astonished at the young man's beauty.  He was about the same age as Derrick, but more mature.  He spoke no words, but Derrick could tell that he was admiring every inch of Derrick's body.

        Derrick began rubbing his pecs.  The servant's eyes widened at the gesture.  He was clearly enticed.  It wasn't long before the two were entangled in each other's lustful embrace.  Derrick's seduction and the servant's passion were stronger than either one could resist.

        After about an hour of impassioned sex, the two lay side by side in the silky embrace of the soft bedding.  Derrick had his hand over, stroking the curly locks of the servant's head.  He felt a real connection with the young man. 

        Derrick asked the him,  "Is the king's heir as good in bed as you?"  The young man's face turned towards him with a look of confusion.  

        "What do you mean?" he asked Derrick, almost disappointed in the compliment.

        "I mean, you were great.  I was just wondering if the heir was just as good as you.  You're not going to tell him about us, are you?"

        The servant slowly shook his head and laid back down, placing his head on Derrick's chest.  He could hear Derrick's heart beating.  It was an amazing sensation.  With his fingers, he traced the outline of Derricks abs. 

        Derrick continued stroking the young man's hair for a few minutes until he nearly fell asleep.  Just as Derrick was dozing off, he felt a cold point pressed against his navel.  He opened his eyes, just as the young man's head raised off his chest.

        The young man looked straight into Derricks eyes, with dampened lashes.  "I am the king's heir.  And you thought you were breaking your vow by sleeping with me.  I loved you, but now I know I can't trust you.  Enjoy your bed."

        With those words, the young man pressed the blade deep into Derrick's gut.  His abs flexed to try to stave off the steel, but the sharp blade easily sliced through.  Derrick could only lie there in his drowsy confusion, his abs twitching from the pain.  He tried to get up, but the young heir laid back down, placing his head against Derrick's chest and listening to his last heartbeats.

        The heir left Derrick's body laying peacfully in his bed for the rest of the evening.  His servants would take care of it in the morning.

The End (maybe?)