James Stuart
the Erotic Historian

The Country Manor

Chapter 8
A Royal Guest

"Where have all these boys come from?" Jamie asked. Billy just touched his nose and replied.

"Sorry Jamie, but we are not allowed to say."

After around twenty minutes of the incessant din, there was a large clapping at the far end of the room, and when Jamie looked over, he saw the squire standing there trying to get everyone to quieten down. After he had achieved this, Sam started going through the various shows that would form part of the evening's entertainment. It was all new to Jamie, but it was apparent that most of the other boys knew what each show would consist of, and had clearly already done some rehearsals. Jamie heard that the theme for the night was going to be ancient Egypt, though this was not something he knew much about, as they had not covered it at school. Sam described in detail what roles would be played by each boy, and there was even some practice of the various speaking parts. No costumes were donned, so this was not a dress rehearsal. However it soon became apparent to Jamie that throughout most of the show the boys would be wearing little or nothing, so an undress rehearsal would have been more appropriate.

After a couple of hours Sam seemed to be satisfied that everyone knew what they had to do, and told the boys that it was time for them to take a rest. Jamie followed the noisy crowd out of the room and then through the Manor until they had reached the dormitory where he had slept during the party the month before. Each boy took one bed, and an old woman entered carrying some glasses of milk. Jamie drank his down, though he noticed that a few of the older boys had not been supplied with the drink, and were simply settling down to rest. Obviously these were trusted to rest without the need of the sleeping drug given to the younger boys.

Jamie lay back on his bed, and as if no time had passed at all he felt someone waking him up, and looking round noticed that many boys were up and rushing around, play fighting and the like. It was clear he had been asleep some hours, and the young boy spent a few moments stretching himself until he felt more awake. When he looked around it was apparent that there were even more boys in the dormitory than before he had fallen asleep, with the totally number having now swelled to some sixty lads. He guessed that these must have arrived later, and there was a number he recognised as boys who lived locally. After Jamie had risen the young boy was led along with the others to yet another large room located in the Manor. This was filled with a number of tin baths, each filled with steaming water. All the boys started to undress, and began hoping into the baths, two, three or sometimes four to a single tub. Three young women rushed around with bars of soap attempting to supervise the bathing. There were too many boys for them to clean personally, so they simply ensured that each child had either started to wash himself, or was operated on by a companion. Naturally in no time chaos ensued, with water being splashed, and various soap bars starting to fly around. The poor women tried to keep things going smoothly, but frequently ended up getting dosed with water themselves, which annoyed them no end, and a sharp slap would be administered to the bare bottom of the offender.

When the boys had finally been washed, dried, and had their hair combed, it was time to don their costumes for the evening. This did not take very long, as what they were given to wear was even scantier than the previous month's party. Most of the boys were supplied with little more than a strip of black cloth, a few inches wide and about one foot in length. This was tied to their waists by means of a thin cord and then hung so that it covered their privates and very little else. The wearer's bottom was left completely bare. Jamie noticed that some of the elder boys got some headgear, and a few were supplied with a kind of white short skirt instead of the strip of cloth. This covered them somewhat more than their younger companions, but was so attached that there was a slit along one side, allowing easy access to a roaming hand should it so desire. When they were ready, Mr Grange entered the room, and was greeted with cheers and whistles when the boys observed that the master had himself donned a costume. Sam was clad like an Egyptian pharaoh, with a brightly coloured long skirt, a short jerkin, and a very elaborate piece of headgear. In his hand he held a golden staff of the kings. Sam was never very keen about dressing up himself, but his three young sons always insisted on it. He had managed to avoid it the month before, because as the theme was heaven, the only role he could have played would have been God, and this was just a bit too blasphemous to remain in good taste. The man bowed to the audience and then started putting small silver necklaces onto the youngest children.

"Why is the squire doing that?" Jamie asked another lad. The boy grinned at the question and then lightly patted his own ass checks.

"This is out of bounds to the guests for any boy with a necklace," he answered. Jamie had a good idea what the boy meant, and since he was not given a necklace himself, it indicated that his own ass was therefore fair game.

Sam shouted for all the boys to be quiet, and then gave his normal pre-party lecture to the boys about the importance of behaving well in front of the guests, and doing whatever they were told. The boys were then led off towards the main hall were the party was held the month before, and when they entered it seemed that most of the guests had already arrived and were seated as before. Altogether there were approximately forty guests, and around a third of these had one or more boys seated behind them, most of whom were completely nude. This brought the total number of boys to almost one hundred. It was clear that the Manor parties were no small affair.

As the boys entered most of the guests started clapping, and a number of the children ran towards their favourite gentlemen, and were greeted with hugs and kisses. Six of the elder teenagers took up a position at the side of the hall, and picking up instruments started to play some soft music. Another group broke off to pick up prepared platters of food and drink, which they began to distribute to the guests. Jamie joined the majority of the boys in the centre area, where they sat on the cushions and waited to be summoned by a gentleman. Sam took his seat at the centre of the enclosing semicircle like the month before, and Jamie spotted the squire's three sons seated behind him. Billy and Charles had donned the rather simply cloth outfit that Jamie was wearing, though John wore the rather more modest outfit of the elder boys. He also saw another, very finely dressed gentleman, seated next to Mr Grange, his seat raised to a similar level as the host's, giving him an equal status.

"Who's that next to the squire?" Jamie asked a blond kid next to him.

"That's a member of the royal family, we're not allowed to ever mention his actually name, so he is simply referred to as the Prince."

Jamie gasped in awe, he just could not believe that a lowly farm boy like himself, was now in the presence of royalty. He did not have long to ponder the question as he shortly had a tap on his shoulder and a young messenger boy was pointing out an elderly gentleman who requested the pleasure of Jamie's company. Although feeling a bit nervous the boy walked over to the man, and sat on his knee as requested. The old man hugged the boy, and kissed him lightly on one of his cheeks. He did not say anything but began to gently stroke the child's thighs and was soon rewarded with the sight of Jamie's little prick going erect. The man then started to manipulate it, causing the boy to shudder with pleasure.

Throughout the next couple of hours Jamie spent some time with a good number of the guests. He generally only remained with any one gentleman for ten minutes or so, before he was sent back into the middle, frequently having been asked to send over one or more other boys as replacements. No sooner had he sat back down, when he was again summoned to someone else. As he was both a new boy and very pretty, it was no surprise that young Jamie was in such high demand. Most of the guests were gently and nice to the boy, kissing and caressing him, or started to tickle him or tell him funny jokes making him laugh. A few others were not so pleasant, remaining rather stiff and formal, or who handled the boy a bit roughly. Fortunately this type were in the minority.

With the nicer ones Jamie enjoyed the attention and erotic stimulation he received, as his young prick and balls were frequently handled, and his smooth ass gently stroked. This kept him almost permanently erect. Some of the guests took greater liberties with the boy, such as deep kissing him, bending over to suck or lick his hairless genitals, or even getting him to stand up between their legs whilst they rimmed his asshole, which sent the boy wild. The majority of the men remained fully dressed whilst they played with Jamie, but a few had opened up their breeches to release their own straining members. The boy was then told to masturbate the owner whilst they pleasured themselves touching the child's soft body. One guest instructed Jamie to suck him whilst he stroked the boy's bottom. Fortunately the kid had had a lot of practice in this art during the last month of playing with the squire's sons, and so was determined to do his best to please the man. Jamie immediately discovered that the man's prick was already soaking wet, so he guessed that this particular gentleman requested this favour each time he summoned a new boy.

Eventually Jamie found himself with Mr Scott, the gentleman who had purchased his supposedly virgin ass the month before. The man hugged and kissed Jamie, and told him how wonderful he thought the boy had performed that day. Seated behind him was his son, George, who was currently enjoying a blow job given to him by a little imp of a lad, who could hardly have been much older than eight. Jamie was pleased to see that the teenager had recovered from his painful encounter with the huge prick of the Russian. What Jamie did not know was that the boy had received some compensation for his pains, as Mr Scott had felt so guilty about the affair, he had purchased his son a new horse. Furthermore George's friends had been so keen to hear about the whole matter, that he had persuaded a number of them to let him fuck them as payment for the story.

As the party continued, Sam Grange surveyed the scene before him. He always tried to remain objective throughout, since being the host he could not let his passions cloud his supervision of the proceedings. All the same it was difficult, as the constant display of delicious boy flesh, and the scenes of sexual play were arousing him a lot. The Prince was now occupied playing with a handsome fourteen-year-old that was associated with one of the guests, so the men's conversation had been temporarily halted. Sam gave a quick glance to the side, and noticed that the card table had attracted six players this evening, who were being ably supported by a similar number of boys, who supplied the men with drinks, as well as providing more enjoyable diversions. A lot of the kids that had been brought along by some of the guests had left their original high stools behind their guardian and were engaged in various sexual situations, either with other guests, or some of the boys supplied by the host. Not a single man was alone, some having a lone boy with then, others having two or more. The normal large crowd of young boys was gathered around the old Colonel, no doubt listening to another of his endless supply of old army stories.

At this early stage in the evening the majority of the sexual activities consisted of little more than gentle petting and the like. Most of the men seemed content to arouse the boys rather than risk getting too excited themselves, as this way they could make their inferior sexual staying power stretch over a longer period. However a few, particularly those that had had no boy companion through the rest of the month, could not wait. Thus a couple of gentlemen were receiving blowjobs, and one was having a boy ride his erect prick.

As his eyes swung over the entire area, Sam was pleased to see everything was running smoothly. He had to check that all the boy's were behaving well, and were carrying out any instructions obediently. Fortunately given the rather horny nature of young males, most were only to willing to comply with any request. This led on to the second thing that Sam was looking for, namely that none of the guests were going too far. Sam thought of the parties as being a meeting of a private club, and its members had certain restraints on their behaviour. He knew that some of them were less pleasant to the boys than others, considering them as little more than available meat to satisfy their own lusts, but Sam needed to make sure none of the boys were being severely mistreated. At this time at least everything seemed in order, so he relaxed somewhat.

As his eyes continued to roam, they eventually came to rest on a foreign gentleman, who was currently running his hands over two blond boys that were sharing his seat. This man was not an official member of the club, but was in fact a Turkish guest of the Prince's, whom he had bought here. For obvious security reasons, Sam normally forbade any guest from bringing along acquaintances that he had not yet had the chance of vetting as full members, yet clearly one had to make exceptions for royalty. The Prince had explained to Sam that the foreign office had considered it good diplomacy if the man was allowed to stay a while at the Prince's London residence. This had rather annoyed him at the time, since he realised it would clash with the date of the party, and he had wished to attend on this occasion. However when the Prince discovered that the man also appreciated the pleasures a boy could provide, he had decided they could both come in any case. As Sam watched the man, the Turk's head unexpectedly swung round, and momentarily the eyes of the two men locked. The foreigner then excused his two young companions, and made his way over to talk to the host.

"I did not have the chance to properly introduce myself, I am Abdul Maffah, and I am most grateful of you to extend me the hospitality of this event."

"Your most welcome," Sam answered. He was impressed with the quality of the man's English, Sam wondered if he had been educated in this country.

"It is a most wonderful party, all your boys are very beautiful, may I commend you on your selection skills."

"That's most kind of you, I try to provide the best for all my guests."

"I was wondering if it would be possible for me to purchase any of the boys, I am a rich man in my country, and I will pay a good price."

Sam almost choked when he heard this, it was not the kind of request he had heard before.

"I am sorry sir, but in my country there are laws forbidding the sale of people, slavery was abolished some years ago."

The Turk smiled, and then waved his hand at the erotic scenes before them.

"It seems that you do not pay much attention to the law. If I understand correctly, this kind of behaviour is not permitted in Great Britain," he said.

The man clearly had a point, the sexual activities at the Manor parties were highly illegal, which is why Sam was always concerned about restricting the number of people that knew about them. Still even he had a moral line at what was acceptable.

"You are correct that we choose to ignore certain laws that we feel are unnecessary," Sam said, "but all the same I can not sell you any of these boys even if I wanted to. I have merely acquired their services for the evening, they do not belong to me, and are thus not mine to sell."

Abdul looked a bit disappointed about this, but did not give up just yet.

"Well surely your own three boys belong to you, perhaps I could buy at least the youngest, name your price."

At this Sam's trying patience snapped, and his hands clenched up at the thought of the man wanted to run off with his beloved sons.

"I would not sell my boys for all the gold in Turkey," he growled, "and I would kill any man that attempted to take them from me."

The Turk realised that he had made a mistake with his suggestion, and decided it would be best if he withdrew.

"Of course, I understand," the man said, "If I had three such ravishing children as yours, I too would not wish to be parted with them". He then bowed and returned to his seat.

Sam watched him sit down, his anger slowly beginning to subside. He turned round and kissed each of his three sons, as if to check they were still there. The boys had naturally heard the whole conversation, and had been a bit surprised the man had thought they were for sale, not that they ever thought for a second that their father would take up the offer.

"I must apologise for that outburst", the Prince said, who had also overheard the conversation. "If I had known that would happen, I would never have brought the man along."

"It is not your fault, your highness," Sam replied. "You can hardly be held responsible for the actions of your guests. We must remember that he comes from another land, where customs and cultures are different."

After another half an hour Sam decided that it was time for the shows to commence. As there were no young virgin asses for offer this evening, Sam had planned for a longer performance. Showtime was the favourite part of the evening for most of the boys, and for a good number of the guests also, so when Sam announced that they would shortly begin, there was a general cheer from the crowd.

The shows were to be conducted on the main stage. This had been fitted with a curtain, and was currently closed. Sam proceeded to a door that led to the back of the stage, and was followed by all the boys that were to take part in the first part, one of who was young Jamie. The remaining lads remained with the guests to help with the tactile stimulation that that would accompany the guest's visual pleasures. After a number of minutes the audience was sitting patiently watching the stage for things to begin, the card game had been abandoned, and the players had returned to their more comfortable seats within the semicircle, so that they could get a better view.

The first thing they saw was Charles, who stepped through the two curtains and announced that the first show was about to begin, and would be called 'Burial of a Pharaoh'. As normal, Charles would be the narrator for the entire performance, a role he liked best. He also had a major role in the design of the shows, along with his elder brother, and of course his father. Sam always had to ensure that the ideas remained with the bounds of what was possible.

Charles returned back behind the curtain, and then shortly thereafter it parted for the beginning of act one. Immediately the audience gasped at the strange scene in front of them. On the stage was about 14 completely naked boys, and Charles still dressed in his skimpy Egyptian outfit, who was sat on a seat on the left hand side. Eight teenagers formed a kind of square with their arms around each other, and on top of their shoulders, one on each side, was a younger boy, around 11 or 12 years old. These young lads also had their arms around each other, and had leaned close together so that their heads were touching and they formed the apex of the formation. With a bit of imagination the result was a kind of pyramid, the boys naked flesh representing the sand swept granite blocks of the real thing. Just in case any guests were having any trouble recognising the construction, Charles explained exactly what it was, and that it was built to house the body of a dead pharaoh. Mind you the boy had considered it inconceivable that any of the audience would need this assistance, unless they had spent the last few years living on a desert island. After all the newspapers where currently filled with stories concerning the latest expeditions of various English and French archaeologists to Egypt. Charles had also wanted the pyramid to be three boys high, but Sam had rejected this, they were after all not acrobats.

There were two boys of the 14 on the stage that were the youngest, at just 10 years of age. One of these was Jamie, and the other was Billy. They stood shoulder to shoulder at the front of the pyramid covering the gap between the two older boys behind them. They thus formed a kind of door, although this was hardly to scale with the real thing. After the crowd had had the chance to admire the scene and its plentiful display of bare boy buttocks, the band started to play a slow sombre music. Shortly thereafter a small procession entered the stage from the right. This consisted of six young teenagers, 13 to 15 years old, clad in the costumes of the elder youths. They were carrying what could only be another boy, wrapped from head to foot in strips of white cotton. The group walked slowly towards the pyramid, and as they approached Jamie and Billy swivelled round to represent the doors opening. The funeral procession then squeezed through the small gap that had been revealed, although this was not without some difficulty, as it was important not to topple the whole thing over with too much rigorous pushing. The real pyramids may have stood for 5000 years, but it was obvious it would not take much to reduce this one to a pile of giggling boys. After a short pause the six body bearers came back out again, naturally having left the dead pharaoh behind, and exited the stage. The two young boy 'doors' then swivelled shut, sealing the body inside. A few moments later the curtains swung closed again, and there was loud applause from the seated crowd. During the interlude before the next act began, a few kids, including Jamie, returned from the back of the stage to help entertain the guests, whilst some of those that had missed out on the first act now left to take part in the next.

The curtains once more parted, and there, apart from the narrator, was just the boy who had been 'buried'. He was still covered in the strips of cloth, thus representing the Egyptian mummy.

"Following death, the pharaoh must arise and complete the many trials that lay before him on his road through the underworld. Only then can he go to live amongst the Gods," the narrator announced.

Shortly after the words had been spoken, the 'corpse' started to move, and slowly unravelled himself from the loosely bound bandages that encased his head and body. In a few minutes out popped the most gorgeous 12-year-old, with dark hair, brown eyes, and a slim sexy body. Once free of his bounds, he did a little dance, twisting round to give the audience a view of his well-shaped buttocks, hairless prick and round little balls.

The trials themselves were, not surprisingly, mostly sexual. One by one the various creatures of the underworld, represented by boys of all ages and sizes, came out to challenge the young deceased pharaoh. The underworld creatures, like the boy they came to face, where all naked, but each wore a facemask representing some animal. The pharaoh had to placate the creatures in order that he could pass, and this normally meant him having to give them a blowjob, or offering them his rather tasty ass to fuck. Sometimes, particularly with younger boys than himself, he would choose to fight instead, and following a staged play fight, he might get the defeated creature to let him enjoy a mouth or tight asshole. In some other cases the pharaoh had to deal with two or more foes at the same time, and most often in these circumstances end up having to suck one boy, whilst another rammed away in his, by this stage, well fucked young ass. None of the elder boys were permitted to cum, as this sweet juice was meant to be reserved for the enjoyment of the adult members later in the evening. For this reason the various couplings were kept short, although the boy representing the pharaoh was permanently aroused, and shot his very small load on a couple of occasions. Also one of the older teens had been unable to hold back, and the white sperm dribbling out of the pharaoh boy's mouth, betraying what had happened.

There was little speech throughout all this, although occasionally the young dark haired boy parleyed a little with his fellow actors before the trial began. The boys representing the underworld creatures would describe what he had to do, such as licking their anuses, or sucking their cocks. It had to be said that from a purely thespian viewpoint, this entire performance was not surprisingly very amateurish. The boys sometimes forgot what their lines where, or what they were supposed to do, and quite often one or more would have a fit of giggles. When this occurred Charles would glare at the offender, and would hiss to them what it was they had forgotten. Of course it was somewhat easier for Sam's 12-year-old son, as he had the entire script in front of him. In any case the audience did not seem to be troubled by the lack of acting ability, being caught up in the erotic scenes before them.

Eventually the young pharaoh had successfully overcome all his trials, and then he was borne on the shoulders of a number of the elder youths representing his symbolic rise to the heavens to become one of the Gods. Here he was met by the Egyptian God of Gods, Rai, the Sun God, played by Sam. He was clad in an elaborate red robe, and wore a golden mask. Normally Sam did not take a part in the shows held during the parties, but both John and Charles had argued that the greatest of all the Egyptian Gods could not be played by a mere boy. In order to take up his place in the heavens, the boy playing the pharaoh had to perform homage to his overload, and not surprisingly, this comprised of him giving the man a blowjob. The boy went to this task with some zeal, and in no time the audience were treated to the sight of the man's seven-inch erection pushing in and out of the pretty boy's mouth. During this time various other boys, representing other lesser Gods, crowded round and stimulated the man further with kisses and caresses. After a few minutes of this, Sam could hold out no longer, and splattered his white cream all other the face of his suckee. Sam was happy to be relieving his bursting balls this early in the proceedings, as it would allow him to be a bit more objective for the remainder of the evening. The young pharaoh boy then walked to the centre of the stage, and with his soft face still covered in cum, bowed to the crowd, and wild applause broke out as the curtains were once more drawn together.

There was a longer pause this time as the last act had been quite long. This provided time for the straining erections of the audience to slowly subside, and also so they could top up with refreshments. After about ten minutes, and following various comings and goings of boys between the back of the stage and amongst the crowd in front of it, a hush once more descended as the curtains drew apart.

The stage was empty of all but the narrator, who spoke.

"We will now behold the incestuous weddings of the pharaohs, where frequently a brother married his sister".

This said, a group of boys entered the stage, consisting of kids representing the bride and groom, and also accompanying attendants. The wedding pair represented brother and sister, but given the exclusively pederastic nature of these affairs, they were of course both boys. All the same they looked so alike it was obvious that the two were real life brothers. The groom was the elder boy, around 13 years old, outfitted like a pharaoh. His brother, or 'sister', playing the bride, was about two years younger, and dressed in the costume of an Egyptian queen. He was attended by Jamie and Billy, also in female clad, whilst the Pharaoh was flanked by two naked bodyguards consisting of older boys. After the group had reached the centre stage, another smaller group entered, this comprising of an Egyptian high Priest, played by John, and two small slave attendants, played by a couple of seven year olds. The priest was clad in elaborate robes and headgear, but his little followers that held the tails of his outfit were clad in the outfit of Egyptian slaves, in other words, nothing at all. This was the first role John had played in the show, and he was obviously determined to make a grand entrance.

The wedding itself was brief, consisting of little more than an exchange of vows, and the bride saying she would obey her husband as a lord and master, after which all but the new man and wife left the stage. As these two engaged in a loving embrace, a small bed was hauled in from the side of the stage, as it was time for the marriage to be consummated. The pharaoh quickly cast his clothes aside, and then started to undress his wife, removing her head and footwear first. As the dress that enclosed the 'girl' was dropped to the ground leaving her nude, the watching crowd burst out laughing. Tied in front of the unfortunate boy's genitals was a small batch of furred cloth, which hid his little cock and balls, which of course as a girl, were not supposed to be there. The rather plentiful pubic hair this gave to the bride rather put to shame the few sparse wisps of hair above the pharaoh's cock. Ignoring the audience's mirth, the groom once more started to kiss his new bride all over 'her' small body, lavishing particular attention on his younger brother's backside. During this operation the audience was further amused to see the small patch of fur being pushed steadily outwards as the younger boy's erection grew. Eventually the pharaoh got to his feet and pushing his wife to her knees soon had her sucking away at his own four inches of hard boy flesh. After a few minutes of this he was ready to move on to the main event, and leading the younger boy to the waiting bed laid him down on his back. The little lad lifted his legs tight up to his body, offering the elder child his boy pussy. The pharaoh pushed his prick inside the tight orifice, and was soon ploughing what was meant to be his sister's virgin cunt, but was of course, his younger brother's often fucked asshole. The crowd watched a short but vigorous fuck, before the elder brother cried out in ecstasy and shot his load into the other boy's tight hole. Thus, the narrator explained, the pharaoh planted his incestuous seed into his sister's womb, ensuring the continuation of the divine line. Obviously no pregnancies would be resulting from this affair, but the audience applauded in any case, and the curtains were sealed once more, hiding the stage from view.

Now all the boys that were to play any part in the show disappeared behind stage, leaving the gentlemen with those boys that had arrived at the Manor after Sam went through the performance, plus those brought along by the guests. From the shouts behind the curtain the guests could guess the next scene was going to involve a lot of participants, and when the curtains rolled back they were not disappointed. Crowded onto the stage was almost 40 boys, 20 on each side, with the poor narrator so squashed to one end, he was in danger of being knocked off the stage all together. Still Charles managed to set the scene for the onlookers. This act was to represent the battle when the Egyptians, represented by the boys on the right, finally drove out their archenemies the Hittites, consisting of the boys on the left. All the boys were completely nude, which was a historical liberty, as unlike certain Celtic and Germanic tribes, neither the Egyptians nor the Hittites went to war naked. However none of the onlookers were complaining. John played the Egyptian leader, and facing him was Billy, leading the Hittites. Jamie was also playing a Hittite.

Now it was soon obvious to everyone watching that this contest was not in the least bit fair. The boys representing the Egyptians were older, bigger boys ranging from 12 to 16 years old, whilst the Hittites consisted mostly of 9 to 12 year olds, and had a few even younger than that. Again this was not remotely historically accurate, as the Hittites were not a race of midgets, but were in fact a travelling tribe from the middle east that were the first people to conquer Egypt, and held that proud nation under the yoke for many years. Still this theme night was meant to glorify the Egyptians, not the Hittites, whom most of the audience had never even heard of.

The opposing armies faced each other for a short while, trading insults and making war cries, and then the Egyptians forces rushed forward and battle commenced. It was a frantic battle mostly consisting of wrestling one another to the floor, giving the onlookers an exciting view of flailing slim limbs, and swinging balls and cocks. It was not long before the younger and weaker side was completely pinned down, and Charles awarded a decisive victory to the Egyptians. The curtains were closed once again, but remained so for just a short time before swinging back open again.

This scene featured John sat on his throne, with some of his men, now clad in their Egyptian outfits, at either side of him. Then, from the left, all the boys that had been part of the defeated Hittite army were marched in, each one with his hands tied in front of him. These were now the slaves of the pharaoh, to be dealt with as he saw fit. The young boys were led in, and told to kneel before their new master. John announced that he was to turn his slaves over for the entertainment of the victorious forces, and there was little doubt what they would want. Thus commenced the grand finale of the show, and as with every month, it would end in a general orgy. The young slaves lined up in a row on the stage still in the kneeling position, and in front of each stood one of the elder boys, whom, after dropping the short skirt round his loins, pushed his penis into the waiting mouth. Soon the audience was watching twenty simultaneous blowjobs, and each onlooker was unsure of exactly where to feast his eyes next. Jamie was servicing a tall 16- year-old youth, with a rather thick six-inch penis. The teenager seemed to be enjoying his blowjob enormously, and was holding the top of the blond boy's head as he pushed his hard member in and out. Jamie was rather proud that he seemed to be doing such a good job, though he found his nose tickled on the elder lad's rather considerable pubic bush.

After a couple of minutes of sucking, the young boys were ordered onto their hands and knees, and they were treated to a long session of ass licking from their captors. Of course, normally masters would not perform such a service for their slaves, but the youngsters did not seem to be bothered about this departure from history. Furthermore the ass licking was good preparation for the next stage, which was the insertion of all those still hard penises into the small holes of the crouching boy before them. Thus the audience were soon viewing a row of horny boys happily buggering a cute young boy before them. The only exception to this rule was those few of the younger boys that wore a silver chain, and were thus considered too young for fucking at the these parties. The older boy's assigned to these therefore had to content themselves with a simple thigh fuck. Jamie, who did not get offered this alternative, winced as the teen's prick was pushed into him for the first time. He had been buggered by John several times during the last month, but he had not had to accommodate a penis of this size up his fundament since Mr Scott had fucked him at the last party. Still, despite some initial discomfort, his anus soon expanded to its new size, and in no time he was getting those nice feeling he always received when being ass fucked.

Sam knew he had to bring it too an end, or a lot of teen cum would end up wasted in the asses of the younger boys. So after a few minutes of buggering, the curtains slowly drew closed, and the audience, although a little disappointed at the rapid end, applauded wildly. After a quick pause, the curtains once more opened to show all the boys standing up, holding hands in a long line, where they bowed to show their appreciation. When the clapping had finally died down, Sam came to the front and said its was now time for the guests to retire to their separate rooms, and indulge in whatever pleasures they saw fit.

Soon after this was said a lot of the boys leapt off the stage and made their way towards various guests whom had obviously already requested the pleasure of their company for the night. Others glanced round to see if a beckoning finger was pointed at them. One boy that received just such a signal was the teenager who had been fucking Jamie a few moments before, and the man that wanted him to come over was none other than the Prince himself. The boy quickly jumped off the stage and made his way into the royal presence.

"Hello there young Edward," the Prince said when the boy had reached him. "I know I slept with you the last time I was here, but since I had such a good time, I wondered if you would mind joining me again."

"Of course your highness, I would be honoured," the boy replied.

"That's splendid, now I fancy having another boy play with us as well, do you know who was that beauty with curly brown hair whom was fucking the youngster next to you?."

The prince pointed out a ravishing 15 year old boy still standing on the stage.

"That's Tommy," Edward replied.

"Well run over and ask him to come and join us."

"Sire, if it is alright with you, could I also invite that little blond boy that I was playing with during the show, his mouth was a real pleasure."

The prince pondered the request for a while, looking over at the young child, who looked a bit lost for what to do next.

"A bit young for my tastes, but he's a pretty little thing all the same, and if it will please you, then by all means bring him along."

Edward left the prince and immediately returned to the stage area that was rapidly depleting of boys as the various guests made their choice. Jamie had not received an invitation during the earlier part of the evening, perhaps because all the guests, knowing he was a new boy, had assumed he was already spoken for. He was just beginning to wonder if he should be doing something, when an elderly gentleman asking him if he was free approached him. Jamie looked at the kind gentleman and was about to say he was free, when two teenagers came up and told the man that Jamie had been requested by the prince. The old man immediately gave way to such an honoured guest, and went off looking for another child. Edward took Jamie by the hand and led him from the stage.

When Jamie saw whom it was that he would be entertaining he almost died of excitement. He could not believe that he, a young insignificant farm boy, would find himself in the presence of a member of the royal family. He couldn't wait to tell his mother, she would be so proud, but he quickly realised that was not going to be possible. Mothers have a habit of wanting to know everything, and he was sworn to secrecy about everything associated with the party and its guests.

Jamie was flush with excitement, and more than a bit overawed, as the prince led the three boys out of the main hall. They passed through a few corridors and eventually ended up in a private room. The man asked the three kids to lie on the bed whilst he got undressed, the boys tossing off what little they had on in a matter of seconds. Despite it being summer and very warm, the prince, like all fine English gentlemen, still wore a good deal of clothing. It took him some minutes to remove his jacket, waistcoat, shirt, cufflinks, trousers, and underclothes. Once he too was in the same state as the boys, Jamie felt a bit embarrassed, not too sure if was allowed to look at a member of the royal family in his birthday suit. The man himself hardly seemed bothered about such things, he was feasting his eyes on the lovely spread of boy flesh he was about to enjoy. In his mid-thirties, the prince boasted a body that did not let Britain's first family down. He only had a slight belly on him, and his body was muscular, revealing the large amount of Germanic blood in the royals.

The man joined the boys on the bed, lying down beside Tommy, the 15-year-old. The boy's body was only just beginning to acquire the shoulder and arm muscles of a man, but he had a well filled out butt, and the prince wasted no time in having a good grope of it. He then bent down his neck and started to kiss the lad full on the lips, whilst his hand roamed round to start yanking on the teenager's hardening prick. Jamie and Edward watched as the prince ground his loins against the boy's ass, and started shoving his tongue deep down his throat. When the prince turned Tommy round to gain a more comfortable position, the man's now fully erect cock came into view, and Jamie gasped when he saw the dimensions. It was well over nine inches in length, and very wide, the young boy reckoned that it was probably bigger than Jack's monster. He wondered whether all royal men were blessed with such a tool. Both the watching boys had become hard, and Edward reached over and started touching the younger boy. He took Jamie's little penis between two fingers and started to masturbate the child, whilst they continue to watch the scene before them.

Eventually the prince broke his embrace and looked up at the other two boys.

"You do not mind playing with your young friend for a while do you Edward dear, it's just that I have an incredible lust to sodomise Tommy's ass," the prince said. "Get on all fours my boy, I'll take you doggy style."

The man walked up and picked up a small jar from the nearby table. He removed the lid and started to rub some of the cream inside it onto his hard pole. In the meantime Tommy had gotten into position with his head laid down on the bed, and his beautiful ass pointing up. The scamp had parted his legs very wide, and was wiggling his ass in anticipation. Jamie wondered if the boy realised what a large tool was going to be stuck up him, but guessed that if the teenager was a veteran of these parties, he would have already been fucked by plenty of such well endowed men. Edward kissed and touched the young blond boy for a while, and then started to push Jamie into a similar position to that of the 15-year-old. Jamie realised that the teenager wanted the same thing as the prince, so got ready to show his highness that he was also an obedient subject of the crown.

Tommy gasped as the prince's hard prick was shoved into his tight asshole, and just a few seconds later it was Jamie's turn as Edward's smaller teen prick found its mark as well. Soon man and boy were pounding away, enjoying the feel on their loins each time they made contact with the smooth soft buttocks of the boy they were fucking. The prince had reached under Tommy in order to masturbate him in time with his fucking action, and Edward, following the man's lead, did the same to pleasure young Jamie. The youngest boy relaxed, allowing himself to enjoy the sensations in both his ass and small prick. When he turned his head to one side, Jamie noticed a small mirror located on the wall, and guessed it was the one way one that allowed the room to be observed from the place he had been the month before. He wondered if John, Charles and Billy were watching him right now.

After a good ten minutes of fucking Tommy, the prince withdrew from the boy, and announced: "You have a fine ass boy, it was designed to be buggered". Tommy blushed red at getting a compliment from such an important person. The man stroked the teen's ass cheeks for a while, then added. "Come on Edward, lets see if your sweet ass was as nice as I remember last time."

The 16 year old pulled out of Jamie with a loud pop, and swapping places with Tommy seemed eager to prove to the prince that his anus had lost none of it's pervious qualities. The man was keen to find out, and was soon embedded inside his favourite fuck boy. Jamie was not too sure what he had to do next, but the very horny Tommy had no such hesitations, and rammed his aching cock up the blond boy's vacated hole. A further ten minutes of ass banging passed before the prince once more withdrew, pulling Tommy away from his partner, in order to kiss him and run his hand's all over his ass. Jamie looked back at the pair, but held his position. He could see the prince's giant cock, swaying before him, and if anything seemed even bigger following its simulation in the two teenager's asses. A moment of worry swept through the boy as he realised he was the next in line to get that thing pushed up his pre-teen ass. The young boy gulped, and prepared himself to take it as well as he could, determined to show his highness how a lowly soul like himself could still be brave. Fortunately for Jamie the prince preferred to fuck older boys, and announced he intended to enjoy Tommy's anus again, only he wanted to be fucked by Edward at the same time. This astonished Jamie, it had never occurred to the young boy that a man would actually want to be fucked himself. In the last few weeks he had seen numerous boys being sodomised by adult men, but had never seen a man receive the same treatment from one of his young playmates. He realised that it would be naive to believe that males stopped enjoying being fucked when they became adults, but assumed that as the dominant partner, they preferred the active role. In particular, a prince allowing his hole to be violated in such a way seemed a bit of strange, not that a royal protocol existed covering this point.

The two teenagers had no problems with the request, and quickly got into position to carry it out. Tommy lay down on his side, with his upper leg slightly raised, giving the prince easy access, the man quickly penetrated the boy to the hilt. Edward then lay behind his highness, and locating the target shoved his tool up the man's rear end. The three quickly built up a rhythm with the prince pushing his whole length into the 15-year-old at the same time as Edward did the same to him. Jamie watched the scene with interest, but he was feeling a bit left out of it. However Tommy beckoned the young boy over to him, and gently manoeuvred the child's head down to his own free prick. Jamie required no further prompting, and was soon sucking and licking the teen's tasty cock and balls like he had been taught by his three best friends. He paid particular attention to the boy's piss slit and soon had Tommy screaming in ecstasy. It was all too much for him, and grabbing hold of the back of Jamie's head, he pulled the youngster onto his cock, shooting a stream of hot teen cum down the child's throat. Jamie swallowed it down frantically before pulling his head free. Tommy, in the aftermath of his orgasm, had rolled onto his stomach, disengaging himself from the prince's prick. This left the man looking aghast, as he had lost the simulation on his penis at the very moment he was approaching the crisis point himself. With Tommy still wrapped in his own feelings, Jamie, like any good British subject, jumped into the breach to save his prince. The plucky youngster started sucking on the man's prick without waiting for the royal, 'you may'. He had to stretch his young mouth obscenely just to get the head of the large organ into inside, but as he felt the man's body quiver in pleasure, he knew he was doing the right thing. The prince had been taken by surprise by the young boy's sudden move, but soon quickly approved of his action. The feel of the child's incredible soft lips, and smooth warm tongue was almost too much of a pleasure to bear. He knew he would not last much longer and the feel of Edward discharging into his bowels was the final straw, and the prince became the second person in just a few minutes to shoot into Jamie's mouth. The young boy swallowed what he could, but the man's large load was too much, and a fair bit leaked out of his mouth. Not wanting to leave such an important man in a mess, Jamie dutifully licked up the rest. He was a bit disappointed to discover that royal spunk tasted much the same as that discharged from a commoner.

The prince and the two teenagers lay still for a while recovering from their orgasms, but eventually the man opened his eyes. Seeing the youngest boy laying still, he pulled him up and kissed him gently on both cheeks, thanking him for what he had done. Jamie was completely overcome with pride, this was in fact the first time the prince had addressed the child directly, and to praise him so nicely made the young kid's face light up in a broad style. The prince fondled the boy's small penis for a while until it had become hard again, and then he asked.

"Dear child, I don't think that you have had an orgasm yet."

"That doesn't matter your highness," the little lad replied.

"Oh, but it does, I shall see to it personally."

The prince's head began to slowly descend down the boy's body, kissing his chest and belly as he went down. As his mouth enclosed Jamie's cock and balls it dawned on the boy that he, a simple farmer's child, was about to get a blowjob from a member of the royal family. This would be a moment he would never forget, what a shame he could not tell his mother about it. In other circumstances she would have been so proud. Jamie noticed the two teenagers starting to stir, and were beginning to jack their own pricks as they watched the youngster being serviced. The youngster could see that this was going to be a long night.

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