He's shocked, until Marcus explains himself

"What did you say?" Jack asked, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at the naked young prince sitting awkwardly on a stool by his bed.

"I...want to do it with you." Marcus stammered. It was even harder to say the second time, his blush spreading to his ears. Just saying those words sent a fluttery tingle through his whole body. No point getting embarrassed now. Lyra was going to **** this on him anyway. His romantic dreams of a beautiful lady knight gently taking his first time weren't going to happen.

"That's flattering. I'm not about to say no to an offer like that from a boy as pretty as you." Jack replied, leaning forward with a confused frown. "I gotta ask though, why? You don't have to. I promise I'm not gonna **** you or anything."

"Tomorrow, Lyra's going to make me go with someone else." The young prince murmured, forcing the painful words up his throat. "They might be mean...or cruel and hurt me. I know that. So I'd rather my first time be with you. At least...I can hope you'll be gentle with me." A few hot tears dribbled down his cheeks as he spoke. He couldn't help it. Even if Jack was kind and handsome, he was still a rebel and a ruffian, and a man at that. Nothing like he'd dreamed his first partner would be like. And he'd be losing his virginity on what had been easily the worst day of his life. At least this way he was kind of doing it on his own terms, he told himself firmly, but it didn't stop the tears.

"Fuck, you're a virgin?" The brawny man gasped. "I thought a cute prince like you would be banging serving girls left and right since you came of age."

"I'm not like you thought, okay!" Marcus yelled, his voice shrill. "I'm not..." He wasn't the spoiled, mean prince they all seemed to think he was! He'd never have dreamt of ordering a maid to his bed. It would have been way too embarrassing, and his Mother would have been so angry with him.

"Sorry, still trying to get my head around that." Jack sighed, folding his arms over his chest. "Fuck, I can't believe it. The worst part is, you're right. Even if I tell Lyra this the best thing she'll do is jack up the price she sells off your first time for. She'll say it was **** for all the virgin girls **** by nobles over the years." He glanced at the floor, rubbing his chin and looking a little regretful for the first time. "Damnit" He breathed. "This isn't how it was supposed to be. Things were supposed to get simpler once we were in charge." For a while he just sat there, his brow furrowed, as Marcus watched and sobbed. Please let him agree, the young prince begged. He didn't know what he'd do if Jack said no. The thought of his precious first time being some awful, painful **** by a cruel ruffian who hated him was just too terrible to bear. "Listen..." Jack said at last, raising his head to look Marcus in the eye. "I know this isn't exactly what you were thinking it'd be like and I'll respect that. If we go through with this, I'll be as gentle as I can with you, make sure you enjoy yourself. Before that though, I'm gonna ask you one more time. You still sure you want to do this, with me?"

"Yes." Marcus nodded sadly. That was the best he was going to get, right? It might not be perfect, but he still couldn't deny the tingling anticipation he felt at the brawny man's words. As his tear-filled gaze drifted over Jack's muscled chest, he felt a warm fluttering in his belly, slowly swelling underneath the aching sadness and sweeping it aside. He knew what he had to do. Forget everything about why this was happening, put himself in Jack's strong hands and let the older man make him feel good. At least he'd have some nice memories of what sex was supposed to be like before Lyra threw him to the wolves.

"Alright then." Jack rose suddenly to his feet. Marcus watched as the brawny man shrugged off the few plates of armor he was wearing, setting them down on a shelf next to the bed. "We'll start nice and slow, alright? There's a bath next door, let's get us both washed off together and maybe I can get you more comfortable around me at the same time. We'll move on to more once you're feeling more relaxed. It'll be better that way." The young prince nodded, biting his lip as he watched the handsome man reach down to yank off his boots, then start to undo his loincloth. When Jack pulled it away, he couldn't quite stop his shy gaze from fluttering down to the big, drooping cock he'd sucked just this morning in the pillory. Already it felt like he was forgetting how awful and embarrassing that had been, and instead his overheated mind was focusing on the naughty tingles it had sent through his body. His lips were parted all of a sudden, as he remembered how Jack had gently **** that hard thing into his yielding throat. "You alright?" The older man asked, actually sounding concerned.

"Yeah." Marcus nodded, blushing furiously as he tore his gaze away to look Jack in the face instead. What was wrong with him? He'd always liked girls, didn't he? Or maybe not just girls... "I'm fine...I still want this."

"Then come with me." Jack held out a big hand. Biting his lip, Marcus rose awkwardly from his chair and stepped naked over to the older man he was trusting to take his first time. He reached out with trembling fingers and grabbed Jack gently by the wrist. The feeling of the brawny man's warm skin on his palm made him shiver, his little dick tingling between his legs. This was very real, this was happening, and suddenly, he knew he really was okay with it after all. When Jack gave his hand a gentle pull, he let himself be led over to an open door. Just inside, there was a large copper tub filled with water, big enough for them both to fit. He watched anxiously as Jack lifted his muscled naked body over the side and slipped into the warm water with a sigh. His dark eyes moved lazily over Marcus' skin, drifting down the young prince's bare chest with obvious appreciation. "Ready to join me?" He asked, patting the water with a hand.

Marcus nodded shyly, his head feeling rather hot after the hungry way this handsome man looked at him. He took in a single deep, calming breath, then stumbled forward. His heart was thumping as he lifted himself awkwardly over the side and slipped into the warm water, facing Jack over a bath that suddenly seemed small. The older man's bare, hairy legs were stretched out, lying on either side of where he crouched awkwardly. When he sat down on the bottom he couldn't help but brush against hard, muscled calves with his own soft thighs. Jack was keeping calm, obviously trying not to scare him, but he could see the older man tense up as they touched each other, dark eyes hooded with obvious arousal. The thought that he could have such an effect on this big, strong man made Marcus feel a wicked little thrill that had him smiling shyly despite everything.