The Kings cousin...

King Eadric's cousin… Henry the Duke of Glen Yara however is a homosexual who won't have sex with a female… how can the queen acquire his seed?

In the grand halls of Glen Yara Castle, Henry the Duke stood out among the nobility. His striking features were enhanced by his regal attire... a silk tunic clinging tightly to his muscular form, accentuating every curve and bulge. He was known throughout the land not only for his power but also for his secret: he was a homosexual. The Queen, **** for an heir, sought ways to secure Henry's seed. She devised a sinister plan, one that would push the boundaries of morality and decency.

The night began with the Queen sending her most trusted page boy, Elton, to seduce Henry. Dressed in nothing but sheer lingerie that left little to the imagination, Elton arrived at Henry's chambers. His youthful face bore a hint of innocence, which contrasted sharply with the lustful gaze he cast upon the duke. As Elton approached him, Henry couldn't help but notice the erection straining against the fabric of the lad's underwear.

Henry pulled Elton close, running his hands over the smooth skin of the young lad's back. Their lips met hungrily, tongues dancing in a passionate embrace. Elton moaned softly into the kiss, his cock throbbing harder against Henry's touch. The duke's hand slid lower, gripping the firm buttocks through the thin material.

With a wicked grin, Henry pushed Elton onto the bed, climbing on top of him. He undid the lad's lingerie, revealing his perfectly sculpted body. Henry traced his fingers along Elton's chest, down his stomach, and finally to his erect member. Taking it into his mouth, he savored the salty taste of the pre-cum leaking from the tip. Elton writhed beneath him, moaning loudly as waves of pleasure washed over him.

As their passion reached new heights, Henry positioned Elton between his own legs and guided the lads mouth to that throbbing male member. Elton reluctantly obliged, taking the Duke's cock deep into his throat. The sensation was overwhelming; Henry thrust forward, fucking Elton's mouth roughly. With each stroke, he felt himself edging closer to release.

Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Henry came hard in Elton's mouth. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over him as he filled the lad's mouth with his seed. Exhausted and spent, he collapsed onto the bed as Elton hurried to the queens chamber to deliver the warm potent seed. Where a mid wife helped her inject the cum into the Queens womb, over the next few days the act was repeated a number of times.

And so, the sinister plot unfolded, driven by desperation and dark desires. In the end, it mattered not who got what they wanted, just that the Queen had secured her legacy. And though the means were unspeakably cruel, there was no denying the beauty of the outcome.