PASSIONATE (M rated)
No one would ever believe that Hephaestion, the rational, restrained and quiet brunette was such a passionate person, especially when it had to do with his prince. He did not show it openly; he was subtle about it but what was certain was that the blue-eyed youth could not hide it and he did not want to do that either.
He showed his passion in public through very simple but meaningful gestures, an encouraging look towards his prince when he was giving a speech; a simple brush of hands while they were walking along the halls of the palace; the offer of the reddest apple after a hearty lunch, among others.
However, when the door to the prince's chamber closed, a passionate Hephaestion appeared and he did dare to show it to Alexander openly and repeatedly.
Today was that occasion; Hephaestion had not seen Alexander during two whole days because he had been attending several meetings with his father and today he had left early in the morning to take part in a hunt in nearby lands.
Hephaestion had not been able to catch a glimpse of his lover and his body was about to burst and he knew that the explosion was going to be a huge one.
As soon as the dusty and sweaty prince crossed his chamber doors, he was quickly slammed into the door and kissed to an inch of his life. Alexander knew whom those lips belonged to and kissed them back hard.
Quick hands started to unclasp the prince's chiton and eager fingers found their way beneath Alexander's loincloth. Those slender yet strong fingers found an awakening manhood that became fully erect in seconds.
Alexander moaned loudly; long was forgotten his tiredness and annoyance because arousal was the only thing he could feel in that moment.
Hephaestion gave his prince's cock a gentle squeeze while this thumb rubbed onto its weeping red-mushroom head.
Alexander took a long gasp of air and sinking his face between Hephaestion's head and neck, bit the brunette hard in his shoulder. That meant only one thing, Hephaestion quickened his handjob and Alexander finally came hard and long, coating his brunette's hand and his own stomach with his pearly seed.
When Alexander recovered, he kissed Hephaestion thoroughly and, pushing him until his knees met the border of the massive bed, he whispered against his kiss-bruised lips "It's my turn now"