AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The communal meal I rushed through had that same feeling. I studied my fellow students as I ate every morsel on my plate. They were all dressed in white uniforms and were clean and reasonably well-fed, but an air of desperation hung over everything.
The Old Realm wasn’t like anything I’d believed it to be. It was a kingdom that was full of itself, but that was clutching at straws. Everything I’d seen since descending the mountains into Aktau screamed of a land that was trying to pretend nothing was wrong when, in fact, everything was wrong.
I started my letter home to Dushka with that phrase as soon as I was back in the house after supper, alone in my own room at last. I’d unpacked my things and sorted some of them to take to the laundry, put my books away on the shelf, and taken my stationary to the room’s small desk to pour out my thoughts to the man I missed so much. I wrote to Dushka about everything I’d seen and done—including who I’d done—but also about how something just wasn’t right about the Old Realm.
I ended my letter by saying I was sure the coming days and weeks would tell me more about what, exactly the problem was with everything and everyone around me, then I took off my clothes and slipped into bed.
Something might have been wrong with the Old Realm, but nothing was wrong with the sheets that cooled and comforted me, or the thick, soft mattress that seemed to lull me into sleep. The luxuries of the Old Realm still existed, even if the attitudes and concerns of the people who used them had shifted into a place of anxiety and caution.
I had just about fallen asleep when I heard my door creak open. Sleeping out in the open or in strange inns had made me immune to noises around me at night, so I almost ignored the creak.
But when my covers suddenly vanished and two warm and very naked bodies slipped into the bed with me, I was immediately fully awake.
“What the—”
I couldn’t even finish my sentence before someone’s mouth clamped down over mine with a deep, mischievous laugh. At the same time, someone else pressed their entire front against my back, from shoulders to knees, with his half-hard cock nestled against the crease of my ass.
“Leander and Darius,” I gasped as soon as whichever of them was in front kissing me let me go.
It wasn’t a question. I couldn’t think of anyone else who would sneak into my room and slip into my bed the day I’d arrived with the clear intent to fuck me silly.
“Right in one,” the one in front of me said. It was completely impossible to tell who was who in the dark.
The one behind me searched for my jaw and twisted my head so that he could take over kissing me from his brother. I made a sound of surprise, though it was as far from protest as could be. Even though the one in front of me reached straight for my prick as if testing to see how hard I was.
I hadn’t been hard at all before they broke into my room, but the heat and salt scent of skin, the kissing and the sensual stroking got me there in a hurry.
“What’s this?” the one in back of me asked, teasing in his low voice, as he reached around to tweak one of my nipples. “Is the Great Conrad of the Frontier not shouting for a constable or struggling to throw off his two much larger, much stronger attackers?”
“Scandalous,” the one in front of me whispered, turning my face back to him and savaging my mouth with another kiss. He returned his hand to my cock, rubbing hard—a little too hard, honestly—then wrapped his hand around it as if he meant to feel every moment of the blood filling me. “I suppose it’s true what they say about frontier boys,” he panted before diving in for another kiss.
“It must be,” the one in back of me purred. “My, won’t he be fun to play with.”
It must have been because I was half asleep after a long and eventful day, but I absolutely felt like a toy to be played with. The speed with which I’d gone from nearly sleeping to being stroked and kissed and fondled by Leander and Darius was disorienting.
“He’s every bit as delicious to touch as he was to look at in the bathhouse,” the one in front of me panted, shifting to slither his way down my front, kissing me as he went, until he could clamp his mouth around one of my nipples. He sucked so hard it hurt, but that only had me groaning and writhing with pleasure.
“I think he might just enjoy this initiation into the household,” the one behind me said with an amorous laugh. He cupped my ass, stroking for a bit before slipping his fingers into my cleft. Not only that, when his fingertips reached the pucker of my hole, he pressed one in dry.
Both of us made sounds of sensual surprise as my body actually let him in without ointment or anything to ease the passage.
“Oh, so he’s a bit of a whore,” the one behind me said with delight. “This hole isn’t half as tight as it should be.”
“Perhaps it won’t take as long to work him up to taking both of us at once as it would be otherwise,” the one in front said, moving to kiss my stomach.
I made a sound of alarm and tensed for the first time since they’d stolen into my room. I’d taken some big cocks in my time, and I liked it, but the prospect of two at once was more than a little daunting. For the first time, I considered squirming away from my new housemates or telling them to stop.
“Don’t worry,” the one in front of me laughed, slipping down even farther until I could feel the roughness of his cheek against the underside of my cock as it stood up from my groin. “We wouldn’t dream of using you like that tonight.”
“It takes a profound amount of preparation to be stretched that far,” the one behind me added.
“Preparation we will be certain to give you well in advance of such debauchery,” the one in front said.
“But that doesn’t mean we don’t intend to use you like a rag tonight,” the one in back said, laughing.
“And to leave you feeling rung out,” the one in front finished the thought.
“I—”
