Washing each other leads to more

Marcus stared shyly at Jack through long lashes, watching as the older man reached over the rim of the bath to find a bar of soap. His arms and shoulders were just so big, bulging with muscle. He looked like he'd be able to pick up a slender boy like Marcus in one hand. The young prince couldn't help but shiver at the thought, biting his lip.

"Here, come a bit closer." The brawny man rubbed the soap between his hands, making a bubbly lather over his broad fingers. "I'll wash you first, so you can get get more comfortable around me. Then you can return the favor."

"Okay." The young prince whispered, his voice high and breathless. His skin was tingling with a strange, warm anticipation as he shuffled awkwardly forward in the bath. Now he was sitting right between Jack's spread thighs. Just in front of him underwater he could see the older man's big, thick dick again, right near to his own little pink one. This close the difference in size was obvious. Even soft, Jack's was just so much bigger, and he knew if they both got hard his would end up even smaller by comparison. Somehow that didn't make him too embarrassed, even though a faint blush warmed his cheeks. Instead, he felt a hot fluttering in his belly, and a strange urge to reach down and touch the older man there, to see how it felt to wrap his small hand around that thick shaft and feel it grow all stiff and throbbing in his gentle grip.

"I'll start with your shoulders." Jack reached over with a soapy hand. Marcus trembled as he felt the brawny man's callused fingers settle over his shoulders, rubbing the lather up and down his arms. The young prince sat there in the water, his head going all hot as he felt Jack rub at his bare, naked skin, moving down to his sensitive flanks now. The way those big, strong fingers could hold him so gently by the waist made him whimper softly as heat flooded through his core. "You okay?" Jack asked, glancing at him in concern.

"I'm alright." Marcus nodded. He shifted a little in the water, feeling a hot tingling between his legs as his little dick stiffened up. He wasn't sure he wanted Jack to notice that he'd got a boner just from having his belly washed. Not that it mattered, because at that moment the brawny man leant over, trying to reach around his back, and happened to glance right there between his soft thighs.

"Looks like you're getting more comfortable after all." Jack chuckled lightly. Marcus blushed even hotter, feeling like he wanted to melt into a puddle and disappear into the water. "I'll consider it a compliment." The older man winked at him, reaching over to gently rub a soapy palm over his slender back. The young prince bit his lip again, struggling to stay still as that big hand caressed his skin. Jack teasing him and stroking his body like this felt really good. He could almost forget everything about why this was happening, just focus on this moment and let all the terror of this awful day fade away. Jack wasn't a scary ruffian anymore. Instead, he was a big, strong and handsome man the young prince desperately wanted to please. "You want to wash me now?" Jack asked at last, leaning back his big body in the bath. They were still both up against one end, without much space between them. At some point, the older man's leg had ended up resting against the young prince's own, and Marcus could feel the tense, hard muscles on his soft flesh.

"Yes." He nodded shyly, then took the soap from the older man's hand. He rubbed it over his fingers, getting them nice and bubbly. His head felt all hot as he gazed at Jack's broad, muscly chest, trying to decide where he wanted to touch first. In the end, he was too timid to choose anything other than a shoulder. His pale hands looked even smaller as he rubbed them over the older man's muscles. Jack looked quite relaxed as he enjoyed the hesitant massage, lying back in the bath with a satisfied smile. It felt a little unfair that he could be so cool while Marcus was still blushing furiously.

Deciding to tease the brawny man a little too, the young prince mustered his courage and moved his hands in, rubbing the soapy lather all over Jack's broad chest. It was quite an experience even touching all those muscles. He couldn't believe anyone could be so big and strong, with a chest so very hard. As he rubbed further down, towards the older man's toned waist, he felt a little feverish. Down there in the water he saw Jack's cock again, slowly starting to stiffen up. It grew harder and longer, pointing right between his legs at his own little pink one. Had he done that with his teasing little caresses? The thought sent a flicker of delight through him. Marcus glanced shyly up, into Jack's dark eyes. The arousal simmering there made him breathe rather harder.

Just like that, Jack leant in, one hand reaching up to hold Marcus by the cheek. The young prince's mouth was open and waiting as his captor's lips found his own. His first kiss, stolen by a rebel and a ruffian, but a strong, handsome one who'd protected him from so much worse. It wasn't so bad. In fact, as he felt Jack's muscled arm wrap around his back and pull him tight against that big, strong, warm body, Marcus found he couldn't think of anyone else he'd rather have take his precious first time after all.