Prince

I've always been very conceited about my own looks, standing tall at roughly six feet. Horse-riding, swordsman training, and a generally active lifestyle compared to most lords has made me into quite the specimen of masculinity. Chiseled abs, a strong jawline, large arms, and great hair, I've got it all. Also, between my toned legs hangs a large, uncut cock, which extends five inches when soft, and seven when erect, being quite the surprise to quite a few women in the past. Being a prince, such actions are typically seen as beneath me, but with my sex-driven genes and natural looks, it's only natural that I would spend much time in the sack at my young age.

After some time appreciating my great features in the large, gold-trimmed mirror, I decide to get washed up, dressed, and prepare for the busy day ahead. Once finished, I hear a rapping on my chamber door, indicating someone wishes to enter.