The pair have been on the boat together for roughly a year, and things could not be any better... for the most part. They traveled through many of the Mediterranean coasts and islands, but there was something that was stopping them from travelling further. It was in the middle of the night, and there was silence between the two, "I thought you wanted to go to Fiji, but we haven't left the Medditeranean sea, and it's been a year. Is there any reason for that?"

The rogue had a frozen and an unreadable face, as he had to think about it, "I... I don't know. Since seeing you, and reuniting with... Proteus, I've... kind of grown... nostalgic a bit. It's weird. Been out on these seas for years, and never felt this way about Syracuse; a longing for it."

"You've never told me much about how you and Proteus were like when you were children. What did you two do together? Proteus would never really tell me either when we were together."

A slight blush emitted from his cheeks, "The typical boy banter. Rummaging through the castle, play cheap and ridiculous games, stealing father's swords, drink until we're jelly, wrestle... Man did we wrestle a lot."

Marina sensed that there was some sort of longing and huskiness in his voice, and it reminded her of whenever her former fiance would talk about him, "Were you two... nevermind. I know how you two met, but... how young were you?"

"I think I was like 5 or 6. Maybe a bit earlier or a bit later, but I barely remember my life before meeting him. My father became close to his father years beforehand, and he was always working, whereas my mother stayed home. They grew close to the point where they asked us to move into the castle with them. Apparently the king appointed him to be his right hand assistant, despite my father being poor. They were as close as Proteus and I were. Both of our mothers passed away, and our fathers refused to let us leave the castle. We never understood why, but we eventually realized that they were both killed on some sort of shipwreck. Two little boys, who are stuck in a large castle, each with an imagination that was larger than the universe. We ended up in a lot of pickles, but I always covered for him, since he's the future king. When my father passed away when I was 10, I was looking for any reason to leave, since... things did not go well. Proteus was the only reason why I stayed there as long as I did, and... When you have such an intimate relationship with someone for as long as you can remember, and when you are reminded of them by another person, those thoughts and..."

"So you two were sexually intimate with one another?"

"Enough about me," blatantly changing the conversation, not wanting to divulge some of his first sexual encounters, and especially with a man. "How were you like with him?"

The former ambassador grew a solemn look on her face, "He's such a good man; which you already know. My parents moved me from Thrace to Syracuse due to the arrangement, and to be closer to my would-be-family. This was around the time you left, and Proteus was really, really depressed. If I were to be honest, I was horrified about the arrangement, but once I got to know him, I grew to really, really like him. Such a sincere, intelligent, insightful, sensitive, noble, courageous, handsome and selfless man. We quickly bonded about our doubts, and politics. He really guided me through becoming an ambassador, and losing my parents. He would tell me that I reminded him of you, but never explained why. Proteus was one of my only friends in Syracuse, and taught me how to be a fighter, thus me saving your life over, and over, and over again."

Sinbad could not help but feel himself, "Well, being compared to the human adonis is one of the greatest compliments. He always had good taste." He was soon interrupted with his girlfriend hitting him softly, "Alright, alright. Did you two ever... do anything sexual?"

"Would you be jealous?"

"I would be intrigued. Sinbad never gets jealous."

"Fine, we were very intimate, and we... wrestled as well. He's better than you are with my needs." She could not help but chuckle with how nervous and tense he got, though noticed that there was a protrusion, "For a regal man, he can really be primal. I am sure you taught that to him, right?" Sinbad's reaction said it all, "He knew how to please. When we were alone, he would pin me to the corner, and cover my mouth while he kisses, sucks, traces, and nip on my neck. We would play this game on how long we can go being silent while the ministrations went on."

Proteus and Marina were in the garden, after having a bit too much to drink at a ball. The pair were stumbling, and they tightly held one another for support in trying not to fall, "They're SOOO BOOORING. How on EARTH did you get through all of these tedious balls and meetings your entire life? There's barely anyone our age to speak about political manners with, or dance with, and all you're surrounded by all of these critical, sanctimonious, unambitious, conservative old men. How do you do it? WHY did my parents not prepare me for this?"

All he could do is laugh at the passionate anger from his fiancee, and tried to chase after her, as she was quickly storming deeper into the garden, "Come on, it's not that bad. Can I say that you're sexy when you're angry and when you are passionate about something? Let's go back."

He reached out to grab her arm, but she trapped his arm, and tripped him, pinning him on the floor, "We're not going back there. I'm sick of those old men ogling at me, and insulting you. And plus, if we're to be married, we must spend more alone time together."

"Wow, that was hot..." he soothed from his mouth, letting his hands roam down her back, and before groping her ass. "I see that the sword-fighting and self-defense class we've been partaking in has helped you. But..." The prince easily grabbed her legs, and flipped them to where he is pinning on her, "You can never out-duel me."

"I bet I can," Marina muttered, as the two continued to roll on the floor, fighting for dominance that only fueled their sexual desire to a higher level. She soon set his hair free from the ponytail, and played with it, "You are very sexy when you let your hair out. You look like Adonis." Before he could respond, she pulled him into a passionate kiss, and he couldn't help but lean in as much as he could, grabbing anything he could.

The two started to briefly dry hump one another, getting lost in their lustful desire for one another. He slipped a hand under her dress while they were making out, and was shocked to feel her tight vaginal walls, and her pubic hair, "Mmmmmph, no underwear..."

Marina lifted her dress, and gave him a gleamed look, "It was for a reason." Proteus knew what the look signified, so he readjusted himself, so he could go down on her labia with strong desire. His tongue lapped up her outer walls and her clitoris, while two of his fingers went inside her. The fast paced actions quickly overwhelmed her, but riding out the heavy waves of pleasure was sure worth it.

His cock was becoming more and more hard, as he connected to his own memories with the young adolescent at the time. Imaging the two main people in his life in an intimate position was more than fascinating. Fingers and legs were starting to slowly tremble, as goosebumps were starting to form, "You two are freaky. I knew that from my own experience, but... man. In the GARDEN?"

"It kind of just happened. Shocked no one saw, though something tells me that neither one of us would have cared."

The protrusion was nothing him to the point that he had to fondle himself from the stimulating vision, "Man that would've been hot to see. Even I've never done that. Seems like I taught him well."

Marina could not help but softly kick him, "You can't take credit for everything. If it wasn't the fact that he was a prince, and restrained to the castle at all times, I might have chosen him over you."

"Ahhh come on, that was a low blow." He put his hands on his heart to emphasize the point. "Was he that much better than me in the sack? Or were you just fucking with me?"

The perky and spirited ambassador was riding her fiancee vigorously on the floor, as his hands were firmly placed on her ass, guiding her up his schlong, "Mmmmphh, you feel SO GOOD in me. Yeess." Marina kept up the pace, and tightened around him, which only made him shudder underneath her.

He was in complete euphoria; the cool breeze giving them goosebumps, while his body grew more hot inside. He gave her ass a few more smacks, before he took off her headgear, "You need to let your hair free. I like you more without all of that stuff, princess."

Marina wanted to change the leverage, so she moved her feet onto his abs, and grabbed his thighs, trying to see how the position would make them feel. As soon as she lifted herself upwards, her legs trembled, and a loud moan escaped her lips, "THAT'S IT PROTEUS. FUCK ME." The prince started to meet her thrusts with lifting up his hips when she is forcing herself down, creating a strict friction.

The two started sweating, and their sexual aroma started to roam free outside, and their passionate moans grew louder. He started playing with her breasts, as she caressed his pecs and nipples, growing a stronger embrace with one another. Footsteps were heard, and the two quickly got off one another, rummaging to grab their clothes.

Hiding behind one of the trees, they waited to see if anyone was passing them. Marina got on her knees, and started to fondle and stroke Proteus' large penis. His legs instantly grew weak, and despite not wanting to do this, he could not help but hold her face to help thrust in her mouth. "You keep me on my toes Marina. Amazzinng. You feel so nice. Aaahhh."

Vaginal fluids started to leak from her bottom lips, as the arousal from sucking and licking the large shaft was becoming more fun for her. Drool started to leak from her mouth, as she deepthroated him with the speed and eagerness of her performance. She popped him out of her mouth, and licked from his scrotum, all the way to the top. "Should we start going back?"

He lifted her up with ease, "We're too deep into it now, so we have to finish it up. You're a seductress, you know that?" The tip touched her outer vagina, and left it there for a painfully long 10 seconds, before sinking her down to impale her.

Marina continued with her sexual escapades, "Proteus would just lick and suck for hours on end, while playing with my thighs and pubes. I remember this one time, where he would tend to my womanhood, while massaging my feet. It seems odd, but is shockingly exhilarating. He pushed my legs to my body, and would caress my feet as he made love to me."

Lips were twitching, as he remembered his friend performing those ministrations on him all those years ago, "Yeah, I know. He does it so well. He has this weird habit of biting until blood comes out at time. Now that we're talking, him and I hooked up when we were 13 or 14. We snuck into one of the basement rooms in the castle, and the door got stuck. The only thing that was there was a bunch of beer. We drank, and then for some miraculous reason, we decided to start wrestling. Proteus plays dirty, so he wrapped his legs around my hips, and ran his hands through my hair."

The two young adolescents managed to run into a room in the basement, with the prince being lead by his friend holding his hand. After entering the room, he found himself pinned on the wall, with a tipsy Sinbad pressing himself on the prince, "Why did you drag me here? You know that I have a seminar in a couple of minutes."

A huge grin was on the mischief's face "You forgot what day it is today."

"And what day shall this be?"

"You don't remember? Today is the day that we snuck off, and got into our first sword fight. We saw it as some sort of a... right of passage of becoming men. Our FIRST REALIZATION that we would kick ass in the Navy... side by side." His hands soon trailed up from Proteus' waist, and secured a firm grope on each of the prince's biceps, "You promised that we would celebrate this with our fathers favourite whiskeys every year onwards. It is the fourth year."

The young prince's breathing was getting heavier, and his nerves were becoming more sensitive, as his friend pressed their bodies closer, while being caressed, and feeling the alcohol-induced breath hit his neck and adam's apple made him grow more hot and nervous. Trying to find words, he could barely escape them, "Wha... what'ta y... you doing? This is... PREPOSTEROUS. My father's gonna be furious." He circled his arms around Sinbad's, but it only caused their bodies to be pressed closer together. He pinned his rebellious friend to the floor, only pressing against his groin, "You're DRUNK. I'll get you back to your room... WOAH."

Sinbad wrapped his legs in a tighthold around Proteus' waist, and put his hands through his scalp, "Your father wants you to loosen up. You're barely 13, and you already act like someone in your 50s. And if we're to enter the Navy, we must practice what the men do. UNITE in comrade and BECOME A TEAM." He managed to flip them over, so he was on top, and pinned the prince down by grasping his neck, and grinding against him, "Come on, and loosen up. You and I know... you and I know how loose you can get. You know you want it."

He tried to ignore the raging hard-on that was rubbing against his friend's raging hard-on, "So what do you have planned for me? I... I..." His sentence was interrupted when Sinbad pressed their lips together, and there was no control to prevent him from kissing back.

"Sometimes you need to just shut up."

Her breasts were extremely hard, and had to clench her legs. Imaging the two burly and muscular men wrestle around for physical and sexual dominance was too present in her nerves, "Oh my... Is that it?"

"You can predict what happened from there. Sometimes he would win, other times I would win. Kind of like when you and I are in bed. Proteus knew how to have a good time."

"How old were you two? Like 12? I feel like I've been in such a dark from the both of you, and... everything makes sense. I should have known better."

He didn't really know what to say, and comprehend how she was reacting, "Is it creeping you out? I don't want you to feel like you're used too, since you... you're a bad bitch. Your beauty is something that I cannot even describe that will capture it. I hate being so gushy."

Marina cut him off, "No, it's nothing like that. I'm getting overly aroused. My two men... roughing it up. Seems like you and him had a lot of adventures in the castle as well. It's almost better than being on the sea. What else happened? Tell the details."

"Well..."

Both of the teens ended up only in their underwear, as they sloppily started to drink on the floor together, laughing obnoxiously over nothing. Sinbad roughly pushed him on the floor, and started pouring beer onto his friends chest to putting the bottle in his mouth, "Try this one. Suck it DOOWWWNNNN." Proteus grabbed the bottle, while Sinbad started to slurp the alcohol from his friend's body, sucking in his left nipple, while pinching the right."

Proteus finished the drink, and put it on the floor, so he can run his hand through his friend's windblown hair, "Aaaahhh. This is NOT a way to fight my friend... We... we shouldn't be doing this."

"But we are, and you like it." His hands went into his friends underwear to stroke him off, "Aaaaahhhhh. I see the prince is packing in more than one way." His warm mouth soon was wrapped around the prince's cock, and soon found himself choking on it from his friend thrusting in it. Sinbad found his hands around Proteus' ass, and gripping it while moaning on his cock.

The prince's mouth starts to water, and while enjoying the blowjob, he was becoming very eager, pulling his friend's face off, "Get your big ass over here. We're gonna perform a Trojan 96."

Sinbad evoked a deep chuckle, and positioned his cock over Proteus' face, while he continued to suck and probe the princely cock. The two continued to thrust in the other's mouth, as the mutters and moans continued to fill the room. Sweat was colliding onto sweat, muscle was colliding onto muscle, and youthful sexual exploration continued to peak. Sinbad was more than shocked when Proteus started to roughly smack his ass repeatedly, and Proteus' cock soon slipped out of his mouth, "AAAAAHHHHH SMACK IT. FFFUUUUCKKKKK."

Proteus only smacked him harder in anger, "SHUT UP. The LAST thing we need is for people to hear us." He soon fondled Sinbad's balls, while probing his friend's perky asshole, and the bad boy started trembling and clenching before he released load after load in the prince's mouth.

"That was good." He soon found himself flipped on his back, and his legs in the air, as Proteus briefly licked his asshole, while seeing his friend stroke himself, before impaling himself, "AAAAAHHHHHH." Proteus kissed him to simmer the loud scream, and found Sinbad dig his fingers into his back. His testicles were meshing with Proteus' pubic hair, and his limp cock was pressing against the latter's abs.

The two paused in their embrace for minutes, as the prince was getting used to his friend's tight and warm anus, while the bad boy was getting used to his friend's thick and heavy penis. Shallow moans came from both men, and Proteus grabbed his friend's feet to use as leverage, "I've always thought you had a nice ass. I... I can't believe we're doing this."

Sinbad's eyes were barely open, and captured his prince's lips before muttering, "Just move and fuck me." Proteus' waist was mostly lifted from Sinbad's cock-hugging ass, only to instantly implant his way back into it. A rhythm was soon set between them, and they looked directly into one another, leaning their foreheads into one another as they made passionate love.

All he could do was tighten or loosen his anus as he was on the receiving and passive end of their sex. After scratching up the prince's back, he reached down to smack his ass a few times, and groping it.

"He was definitely a man with many sides." She took off her bra, and started to grope and caress it, letting moans escaped from her mouth, "You know, while he is an exquisite man in many ways, he was right about one thing... And this is the most important."

Sinbad leaned closer to his woman, and intentionally let his breath hit her neck, "And what is that?"

Marina grabbed his large, rough, an calloused hands to put over her mounds, "That you're irresistible. Every... utter from his mouth about you was... true. You have... a swagger, that is undeniable, and I see why you two were close."

"Enough about him, we'll visit him soon enough." He lent forward to suckle and fondle on her breasts, "When I saw you, I wanted to make sweet love to you, and you are definitely the best person I have been with." Looking over her toned body, and smelling her nice scent, he only lent closer to her, pressing his groin against hers, moving his body seductively over her, "You've definitely aged well. I wish that I would have had you before he ever did."

She started to moan when his hardness grew over her underwear, and felt his huge arms wrap around her, "You know, I have had this wish for a long... long, long time, that I never shared with anyone." Her hands made its way to pull down his underwear.

He helped shimmy it off, as he started to lick up towards her neck, before suckling all the way to her ear, "And what is that?"

Hands made it's way up his muscular ass, defined back, and into his hair, and right as he slid into her (ripping her underwear), she muttered, "I want a threesome." Almost instantly, he sunk into her, and trembled on top of her.

Shock, bewilderment, and slight excitement overcame him, "With someone from the crew?" He slowly started to pull out from her, and was unsure if she was going to respond.

"No, with Proteus." Right after those words were uttered, he sank back into her vaginal walls, and a groan escaped his lips. "Just like that babe." He stopped for a while, as they physically accustom to one another, while letting the thought linger in the air. "You know you want it too. I hear you mutter his name in your sleep, and you're frustrated. It would be a new adventure."

As a way of agreement, he slid his cock in and out of her like a piston, both of their eyes glazing as they enveloped one another's body in a deep manner. She wraps her arms and legs tighter around him as his muscular body hover over her, and drawing the couple together.

Covered in sweat from their frivolous sex, the sound of their bodies slam together grew louder and louder to the point that the entire crew could probably hear. Their bodies grow more tense as things get more and more sweaty and aggressive, "You're... so tight. You liked getting fucked like this? You want to get fucked like this by two men like this?"

Her body starts to spasm, as the mental imagination and the physical intimacy was leading her up to an orgasm, "Yes, yes, yes. I'm gonna blow." His back and ass arcs as her walls start to tighten and warm more from her liquids, and they both climax and collapse together.

Their bodies softened and relaxed, and they went out to cuddle one another; breathing heavily. "Do you think that the crew heard?"

"When has that stopped us from going at it before?" He went out of his way to fix her hair, and caress her cheek, "You know... you're even more beautiful when you're like this." After taking a few heavy breaths, Sinbad hissed with exhaustion, "How about we go back to Syracuse?"

"I like that. I've been getting a bit seasick."