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After having another conversation about marriage with Ja'far, Sinbad sat in his chamber thinking. Although he was king of the seven seas, he hated being reminded that he was 29 years old and had yet to have even one intimate relationship.
Why do I need to get married? Every time Ja'far catches me in this mood, he tells me that getting married is going to solve my problems. I don't know of a single woman in this country that I would even consider seeing. I don't think he even realizes it, but I would prefer him over anyone. I love him, but he refuses to let me express that. From the very day I laid eyes on him years ago, I thought the search was over. I've never told him exactly how I feel, but judging from the fact that he constantly urges me to marry, I could never tell him. Why are you so dense, Ja'far? I don't need to have a queen to make me a better man. I just don't want to be alone!
Sinbad let his head fall onto his arms, resting on the table. He was indeed the strongest man that sailed the seven seas, and harnessed a tremendous amount of military strength, but he lacked the ability to accept that he was gay for over ten years. Fortunately, it didn't bother him personally as much as it would the public.
Every time I try to talk to Ja'far, he refuses to listen! He doesn't acknowledge that I don't want a queen! I just want to experience real love, whether it's physical or emotional; I have to start somewhere. Being in the position of authority that I am makes this so much harder. It is nearly impossible to hide anything without letting it eat away at me from the inside.
The physically strong and powerful man got up from where he was sitting, trying to pull himself together.
This is really no way to deal with something! I am better than this, but it just hurts and I feel trapped. I can't even use magic to my advantage here. This is just a matter that exists solely for the challenge it provides.
He crept over to the door, pressed his ear against the wood, and listened to make sure no one was around. Taking in a deep breath, Sinbad let out a long sigh.
Taking care of this never permanently fixes anything, but it does make me feel a lot better.
Sinbad quietly tiptoed down the hall of the palace to his bedroom and shut the door tightly behind him. He took off his silk robe, his jewelry, his shoes, and then his pants, and dropped them on top of one of his dressers.
Finally, a minute to myself.
He pulled out a shirtless drawing of Ja'far that he'd secretly created from a compartment hidden behind the dresser. Sinbad was not an artist, and had little talent nor interest in drawing, but from his memory, and watching Ja'far very closely, he was able to depict the fair man accurately on paper in nothing more than a few shreds of cloth that happened to be covering his crotch. For the sole purpose of relieving some of his urges and temptations, Sinbad worshiped that piece of paper. It was the closest he could get to Ja'far without physically touching him or telling him how he really felt.
The man grinned, as he held the piece of paper in front of his face. He pulled his underwear off with his free hand, and got down on his floor, pushing the carpet aside. Just as Sinbad's rather huge cock had stiffened, and was starting to work at it, he heard a knock at his door.
What do I do? I can't just... Shit!
The man called to the door: "Just a minute!"
He quickly threw on his robe and pants, trying to ram his fully erect penis between his legs so it wouldn't be noticeable to whoever was at his door. Sinbad opened the door as calmly as he could.
"Hello, Idiot King."
"J-Judal?" Sinbad said, in shock. "What are you doing here?"
"I was spying on you," he answered.
"What? Why? Does that mean you know what I was...uh...doing?" Sinbad blushed, squinting his eyes shut from embarrassment.
"Of course, you idiot!" Judal exclaimed, smiling maniacally.
"The last time I saw you, you told me you were going to kill me. So why did you come here, especially if you knew what I was doing?"
"I came because I wanted to humiliate you! You really are an idiot, Sinbad, but I like you," Judal said, giggling evilly. The dark magi stepped into Sinbad's bedroom, pushing him aside. He looked back at the king of the seven seas with a very different expression. "Come on, I came here to help you finish what you started! If you decline my offer, I may have to kill you sooner rather than later," the slightly smaller male said.
"Judal, you can't possibly be saying what it sounds like you're saying," Sinbad suggested, turning to face him with a puzzled look.
"Close the door and you'll find out exactly what I'm saying," Judal instructed. "I see you've got a little crush on Mister Ja'far, eh?" He added, noticing Sinbad's drawing where he'd turned it over and left it in a quick attempt to hide it.
"Judal, why are you doing this to me? Just tell me why you're here already and get on with it!" Sinbad demanded.
"Idiot...I am here, because I want you." The smaller man said, looking into Sinbad's golden eyes.
"R-really?" The king of the seven seas asked, blushing. "Are you really serious? This doesn't seem like you. I mean, usually you come here threatening to kill me."
"Do not get me wrong, I will kill you if you say no," Judal stated firmly. "You've never even had sex with another man, have you?"
Sinbad's cheeks grew redder as he shook his head.
"Thought so," the dark-haired magi said, grinning. "You're going to love this. I guarantee I'll be better than Ja'far could ever dream to be."
"Fine, I agree. I suppose I'm in no position to say no, anyway..." Sinbad said, as he looked away, with an incredibly painful look on his face.
"Sin...? Hey, what's the matter with you?" Judal questioned, noticing that Sinbad had started crying like a little kid. "Look, I'm sorry I'm always so nasty, but just this once, I'll be nice. I promise."
"Judal, I love Ja'far. I'm also scared. I just...I know he doesn't feel the same way towards me."
"Dude, it will be alright. I've never seen you like this, you're acting like a little baby!" Judal replied. "I'm sorry you've had to go through this though. I know it isn't an easy situation. I don't want you to be so upset. I like you, Sinbad! I really do; I just never knew how to tell you without threatening your life in some way," he confessed.
Judal closed the door and sat down next to Sinbad on his bed. The man was holding his head up with his arms. "Hey, Sin. If you don't want to do it I won't force you to. I actually feel really bad now. Are you... okay?"
A pair of light red eyes looked up at him with real concern. "Judal, I said I would. I kind of want to try it, to be honest. I know I've wanted to for so long," the larger man said, sheepishly, but confidently.
The dark-haired male lifted one of his pallid hands up to Sinbad's face and touched a finger to the man's lips. Just after, he replaced it with a soft kiss. Sin gently melted into the younger man's kiss and wrapped his strong arms around him. As upset as he was, the feeling of Judal's face up against his was starting to get the best of him. Sinbad could feel his penis starting to harden again, and much more quickly this time.
How on Earth...?
Judal pinned the larger man to the bed and laid on top of him, deepening their kiss. "Seems like you're certainly getting into this," the dark-haired boy said, as he explored Sinbad's mouth.
As they continued to devour each other, the boy started grinding his hips into Sinbad's groin. His smaller manhood was clothed and hard against Sinbad's as they moaned into each other's mouths. "Judal... I think I'm ready now, this feels amazing," Sinbad said, grinning blissfully.
"I'm glad; now let's get those clothes off you once and for all!" The magi said. He pulled Sinbad's top off, revealing his sculpted chest and abdomen. The boy's eyes lit up like fire as he ran his hands over the man's muscles. "I've wanted to touch this body so badly!" He said, nuzzling his face into the king's bare chest. It was warm and tanned just like the rest of his masculine figure.
Judal licked one of Sinbad's nipples and then pinched the other tenderly, receiving a pleasure-filled shudder from the larger man. He pulled off Sin's pants and underwear next, freeing his hard cock once more. It was long, thick, and starting to release a glistening little trail of pre-cum from the tip.
"Judal, please! I just want to get it over with. I need you, please!" The man begged, while Judal wrapped his hand around his member; teasing it with his crème colored fingers.
"Impatient, much?" The dark magi asked. He threw his top off and pulled off his pants and underwear as well. The boy's body was so tight and defined. His skin was almost a ghostly white, but it was different, and Sinbad found that very attractive. His penis was a lot smaller than Sin's, but it was just as hard.
"You're going to have to turn over for this," Judal said.
Once he was situated, Judal borrowed some of Sinbad's rejuvenating skincare oil and stuck one of his fingers into the man's entrance. Sinbad winced slightly, but since his pain tolerance was high, the intrusion didn't bother him very much. After all, he'd conquered the seven seas with his just his crew and bare hands. However, by the time Judal had three fingers in him, the heroic man was sure he'd never felt something as foreign and uncomfortable ever before.
"Can't you just-" Sinbad started to say, but was interrupted by the feeling of the smaller boy's erection push into him from behind.
Judal writhed in the hot sensation of being encased in Sinbad's tight, muscular body. Black Rukh started to swirl around the boy's light frame as he pushed deeper into the larger male.
Every time he went into heat, for some reason, black Rukh filled the air around him and concentrated his dark magic.
"Just go already!" Sinbad pleaded. He didn't notice the black Rukh at first.
"You asked for it," Judal responded, as he kissed the back of the man's neck, and thrust his dick into him at the same time.
Sinbad was pressed down against the bed, but he started seeing flashes of ebony in front of his eyes while the smaller male pounded into him.
"What is going on, Judal?" The king panted.
"Whenever I have sex, my black Rukh concentrates." The magi said. He finally hit Sinbad's prostate with a great deal of force, receiving a noise he'd never thought Sinbad was capable of making. The groan he made in that deep voice made the boy aim harder and speed up a little bit.
Judal reached around the larger man under him and grabbed his neglected penis, hoping to make him moan again. Indeed he did, but something else happened as well. As the dark-haired boy pumped Sinbad's massive length, a few traces of light Rukh began to fill the air around them. They both noticed, but didn't pay any attention; as they were both in such an elevated state of pleasure.
"Judal, I'm not going to last much...ah... longer..." Sin said, in between breaths. Judal had his fingers tightly wrapped around his cock, thrusting it into his hand as best he could.
"I'm close too, Sin..." Judal said, grunting. He felt a hot tension building from within him. It was not only hot, but the sensation was starting to feel fluffy and ticklish.
More and more light Rukh buzzed around the two men as they continued. Sinbad didn't seem to feel anything unusual going on inside him, but Judal knew something was amiss. However, it didn't seem to be a bad feeling.
Sinbad panted, starting to squirm and vigorously grip the sheets of his bed before the pressure building in his groin released.
"Judal!" The heavily built king screamed, as he released a thick stream of semen into the boy's hand.
Judal felt Sinbad's muscles contract, tightening the walls around his ready penis. "Sin!" The boy grunted, slamming his dick all the way into the man's body once more. He felt himself about to blow, finally reaching his climax. As he spilled his warm seed into the man's insides, a white light enveloped his entire body. Judal's semen shot into the larger man in several quick spurts; each time more light Rukh surrounding him until it had completely eliminated all the black Rukh.
Judal pulled out of Sinbad slowly, in excellent bliss. The king turned around, slightly sore, and couldn't believe what he saw. The boy looked completely changed. The once dark magi now had twinkling violet colored eyes and lighter hair. He had life in his previously pallid skin and warmth in all of his features.
"Why are you looking at me like that, Sinbad?" Judal asked, tilting his head curiously.
"You look amazing..."
Judal turned around, looking into the full length mirror across the room and couldn't believe he was actually looking at himself. "I-I've lost my powers?" The magi said in disbelief.
"I don't think you've lost them. They've become part of the light cycle of Rukh, Judal," Sinbad said, smiling.
The magi looked into Sinbad's eyes with a puzzled look, until he realized what must have happened. "Did you do this? Or was it...?"
"Well, I don't think I physically had anything to do with this change, but it does show that your feelings for me were strong enough to bring the light back into your soul," the larger man said.
"Sinbad... I'm sorry for being so hateful towards you. You're not an idiot. I'm the one who should have just dealt with what I felt in a different way instead of always starting arguments. And yet, you still love Ja'far, don't you?" The boy asked. Judal looked as though he was about to cry.
"I do love Ja'far, but I know he doesn't feel the same for me. I've just got to accept that, and once I do, I'll probably feel a lot better. In the meantime, I...uh...would be interested in spending more time with you, Judal, if you'd like," Sinbad suggested.
"You really mean that?" Judal responded, grabbing the larger male's hands in excitement.
"Yes!" Sinbad replied, smiling.
Before long, Judal curled up next to Sinbad and fell asleep.
A few hours later, Ja'far entered the room, looking for the king. He noticed the other boy lying alongside Sinbad, and smiled to himself.