The Final Goodbye Or Is It?

by VeryUnknown

Takes place after the climax of the film, and both lives of the childhood pair were spared. After Eris goes away, and before the celebration, Sinbad revisits his old hut to say goodbye, and Proteus ends up following him to get the goodbye that he was robbed of when they were teens. Will it be the true end, or the start of a new beginning?

It felt weird to be back here. It felt even weirder to be back, and everything seemed to be at peace, or settled, compared to the last two times he was here. There was a different feeling, and there was no need to run or to keep moving, which might have made things worse. He actually had time to sit, and think about everything that has happened.

The crew decided to roam around town for a few hours before they sailed off for good. He thought about going back to the ship until everyone arrived, but he decided against it. Before he realized it, he started roaming through the city, and started to slowly smile about all of the childhood memories through these streets that he blocked out of his mind for the last decade.

Soon enough, he ended up back at his old hut, which he rarely used very often before being a pirate, since he would stay in the castle, and would reside in Proteus' room far more often. The residence seemed vacant, and was just like how he left it a decade ago, so he slowly walked up the pathway, and on the rugged stairs to open the door. When he entered, he was shocked with how tidy and neat it was, "I didn't leave it like this... Someone clearly maintained the hut, but it doesn't look like anyone specifically lives here."

The dining/kitchen area (which was mainly just one room) was clean, and lacked dust that you would expect from a decade-old vacant house, but there was a lack of homeliness in it, that you would expect if there was someone residing in it. He slowly walked into his old room, and was bewildered at the sight. There were some sex toys that belonged to him all over his bed and on the floor, and there were some unfamiliar clothing spattered everywhere.

"What the hell?" He would enter deeper into the room, slowly gathered his sex toys to put on a counter, and then went rummaging through the clothes. Some he instantly recognized as his teenage clothes that he left behind, but others... were not his. Underwear that were not his, and still had a more recent mold, meaning that they were probably more recent than not, and other clothing that were of high-quality that only royals would wear.

Soon enough, things started to add up in my mind, "So I see that my friend has... taken care of himself here in my absence". The intoxicating must of his friend's sweat, cologne, and semen remaining in his clothing started to seduce the sailor and his senses. It reminded him of all the sexual trysts the two would have on a nightly basis, where he was as free, careless, and satisfied that he has ever been, and the nostalgia soon came back like a hurricane.

"He smells so good. Just as I remembered," he moaned softly. Almost instantly, nipples became hard, his pants got a lot tighter, skin became more sensitive with goosebumps appearing, and a slightly nagging need to be rocked and touched overwhelmed his body. Left hand made its way to press and tweak on his right nipple, while the right hand moved down his taut abdomen to grab and caress his hard shaft.

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The prince thought that the goodbye he shared with his childhood friend was enough, but there was a nagging thought, feeling, or instinct that wasn't satisfied, and he wasn't sure when (or if) he would see Sinbad again. Things have never been fully unsaid between the two, and the last 10 days caused him to think of and relive a lot of things between the two of them, that has been ignored for years. He could not get Sinbad's mature, rugged, dashing appearance, his even more tight, defined, and developed body out of his mind. He had to see him once more alone.

Due to this, he slowly followed his friend with distance, and had a feeling that he was heading towards his old house. It had been a while since Proteus has been at the hut (a few weeks), but it's been forever since the two of them were there, and a part of him was excited that Sinbad would see what is there.

He entered the house, and what he saw instantly made the prince hard. Sinbad with his veiny muscular legs spread wide, with a wide sex toy in his taut anus, glistening, sweaty tanned skin, lust-gazen eyes, and heavy moans echoing the hut. It was one of the most beautiful sights Proteus had ever seen, and it brought back a lot of old memories, even more so when he muffled "Proteus...". Everything on his body became tight and extremely alert for an aching need of desire, "I forgot how statue-esque in beauty you are". The prince could not help but bite and lick his lips at the body he had experience fondling many times beforehand, but it was much more filling, mature, muscular, veiny, and tanned.

He had only got to explore Sinbad's god-like naked physique when they were teenagers, but he has only aged like sweet wine. The breach of security from his friend's smooth voice instantly lit him up, and the defense mechanism to cover himself up was imminent. As Sinbad was slowly trying to compose himself, and to put his clothes on, he started stumbling more and more "What… what are you doing here? And why… why were my paraphernalia toys all over the place? They were hi… hidden when I left? And why were your sweaty, c…. Cum-stained clothes left here."

Sinbad was slowly stumbling back to the wall, and Proteus walked closer towards him, only for the former to drop his pants completely. The prince trapped him by putting his arms on the wall "You…. You left without saying goodbye to me. You intentionally left without speaking to me at all, and when I was asleep, because you knew I would stop you." He sniffed Sinbad's neck and hair before continuing "I….. I was a mess, and I….. I'm still somewhat a mess. I thought I recovered losing the closest person in my life, but seeing you again on the boat, and being jailed for those 10 days only caused me to deal with the pain, anguish, and demons you leaving caused me. Everything came back tenfold. Over the years, I would just come here… feel your presence, and I would just please myself, which would satisfy me enough for months or whatever."

He tried to not let the prince's warm presence overwhelm him, though it was hard when Proteus would kiss and nibble on his ear and neck, "I couldn't because… THIS would happen. I could not deal with facing you….. Knowing I was leaving." Sinbad could feel Proteus' hand caressing his back, and grazing him with his nails as he made way to grope the pirate's muscular buttocks, eliciting a soft moan "I…. We can't do this. I don't want to hurt Marina by having sex with her fiancé, and… we will de punished if we are caught."

Proteus would go on to bite his ear "I DON'T CARE. You ROBBED me of making a choice, and making my closure. Marina already KNOWS how intimate we were, and we have an arrangement. We could have all made it work if you tried", before taking the dildo out of Sinbad's ass. He went to put it by his nose, and give it a deep sniff, before licking up and down the sides, and circling the tip before engulfing a majority of it in his mouth, gagging and moaning around it.

The loud gasp that came from Sinbad's vocal box shocked the both of them. He quickly got himself together, and started unbuttoning his vest slowly "I….. wow that was hot. Anyways, I came here to say goodbye to Syracuse in my own way, since I didn't get to visit here the last time. The last few days have given me a sense of enlightenment, and seeing my life flashed before my eyes just reaffirmed that I do not belong here, and my purpose in life is elsewhere. It also isn't in being a pirate anymore."

Proteus untied his hair, and shook his head before running his fingers through the long mane. He saw Sinbad bite his lips, and hands twiddle, knowing that he liked it when he let his hair roam free, "And do you know what I went through in that cage over the last 10 days? I deserve to have closure, to get my piece out, and to have pleasure in whatever I want. I've been living in agony for a while, but just refused to go by it. I get it that we can't be like we are as children, but I deserve to have a parting gift." He rolled his sleeves to his armpits, revealing his toned arms as he put his hair in a bun, while taking off his shirt "We are grown men, who were brothers as children, and made love to one another as young teens. Don't we owe it to ourselves to envelop one another as grown men? One last time? Stop being a coward for ONCE in your life."

Sinbad never got to fully gulp into Proteus' appearance and more aggressive demeanor as an adult. Bone structure more chiseled and striking than ever, skin more golden, hair more silky, body more muscular, eyes more soul-catching, and lips more kissable. He found himself unbuttoning his vest, and moving closer to the prince with a grimacing look on his face, "I am….. I am NOT a coward, and to prove it, I'll give you the goodbye you've wanted for a decade now. We're both men, that will always be in sync, so we're going to embrace it fully….. Just this once."

"Don't tempt me," the prince muttered, as he took off his shirt to reveal his toned torso, and hard brown nipples. He was soon grabbed by his ass, and pulled so their underwear-covered groins would be pressed against one another in brilliant friction.

With his right hand, he grabbed Proteus' chin, and they were forced to give one another eye contact, while their breaths hit the other's face, "I'm not tempting or threatening. I am making a promise. You have no idea how much I lack in self-control I have when I'm around you. I haven't been fully myself in a long time, because I can't afford to under my circumstances. You want me this one time, I want you this one time, and we will forget about everything else at this time. Now come here."

The two would immediately collide in an aggressive kiss, where their lips and tongue would battle for instant dominance, and like many of their battles, there was no winner or loser. Hands would soon unbuckle, and dishevel their pants from their large legs, gropes amongst every body part imaginable, and minor scratch marks were soon placed on one another's bodies. Proteus wrapped his legs around his friend, who ran them into a wall, before the pirate continued ministrations.

Proteus wrapped his sweaty, muscular legs tightly around Sinbad's slim waist, giving them better access to hump their underwear-covered organs. Sinbad slid his hands up the prince's taut back, and went to pull on the prince's ponytail to snap his head back, while the latter wrapped his arms around the sailor, "The only thing I love about this ponytail is seeing how hot you look when I yank it during our trysts." He would pull it again, and attached the prince's pronounced jawline and neck with a series of lovebites and hickeys.

Echoing pants and grunts hollowed through the hut, as Proteus quivered from Sinbad's delicious lips, and his delicious ministrations. He could tell that Sinbad shivered the more Proteus dug his nails into the sailor's sculptured, sweaty back. Through his lust-filled, and half-opened eyes, Proteus saw the curtain bar, and an idea instantly came to mind. As he slowly tried to move his body higher against Sinbad's, he muttered between hollow breaths, "Lift me up to your face. I want you to devour and eat my hole, just like old times."

A huge, almost evil-like smile crept on Sinbad's face, "Mmmhhhhh. I see you're still just as much of a dirty whore as I remembered, my dear gentlemanly prince." He moved the two of them by the window, before grabbing Proteus' pre-cum ridden underwear. They were quickly removed to reveal a thick, long, tanned, uncircumsized organ. As he was just staring at it, Proteus lifted his legs around Sinbad's face to rest his thighs on his neck, as he went to grab the curtain pole to hold onto. Something about the way the sunlight hit Proteus' long brown hair, sharp facial features, tanned skin, and defined body made him harder than he ever thought, to the point that it was almost painful.

The queasiness that came over Proteus when he saw his lifelong friend's lovestruck face made his heart and body warm, "Don't you miss all of this? Haven't you missed this….. At all over the years." A chuckle came from his mouth as he saw Sinbad salivating and yearning for the cock that was flexing and moving right above this face. Sinbad soon caught his swollen head, and heavenly nursed the organ by bobbing his head back and forth with his suffocating mouth.

Hearing Proteus' deep moans and grunts from his actions drove Sinbad crazy, as he worked and swirled around his friend's length in a feverish member. He tried very hard over the years to forget how much he liked to please and serve the Prince of Syracuse, as it was a vulnerable, and subservient side that he didn't show to anyone else. Proteus' meaty thighs continued to squeeze and suffocate his face, and he felt the goosebumps as well as the prickled up hairs on Proteus' legs form.

"Oh my god… I forgot how good you were at blowing me off. You've gotten even better with age," squealed the long-haired fellow, as he felt his balls tighten, and cock throb even more in Sinbad's mouth, trying not to release and facefuck him. A thunderous jolt shook his body when he felt two fingers enter his anus, where he almost fell off the hook and screamed, "EEEAAAUUUGGGGHHHHHHHH!" He threw himself back on the window, and soon felt himself overheating as his friend scissored his anus, and exploited every tunnel and crevice that he could.

Sinbad ignored the pulsating pain in his jaws by swallowing more of his friend, to the point that his nose was submitting into the prince's pubic hairs. He relaxed his throat as much as he could, and tried not to gag for the few seconds he remained in the same spot, before popping the stick out of his mouth with a huge grin, "Wow you are thick and meaty." Sinbad went to look at the tweaky, hard nipples, pulsating pecs and abdomen, and the reddening, sweaty body before swirling his tongue on the prince's anus.

With the addition of that savory tongue, as well as the protruding fingers, Proteus could feel himself slowly losing consciousness from the attack. His sphincter muscles continued to tighten and quiver, especially when that spot was hit, causing his legs to frantically shake, "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! FUCK ME! FUCK THE FOREPLAY! FUCK ME NOW! SHOW ME WHAT A PIRATE CAN DO NOW!"

The two were soon leveled on the floor, and the prince instantly removed his friend's underwear, before they went on the bed, and he was on fours in anticipation. Sinbad went through now Proteus' drawer to find oil for lubrication. He was breath taken when Proteus took off his ponytail, and shook the mane of hair, arched his lower back, and shook his buttocks in the most seductive manner possible.

Sinbad applied lubricated oil to his schlong, before giving Proteus' twerking plump, and muscular ass a hard slap, jolting an aggressively loud and hungry scream, "You have become even sexier than I ever thought. Everyone always saw you as just a regal, delicate prince who didn't have a kinky, naughty, and a bad side to you that only I know." He went on fours above Proteus, and placed his hard rod within the bottom's firm cheeks, and would grind within it, before nibbling on his friend's earlobe. Proteus quivered when he felt Sinbad's fingers caress and fondle with his abs, before trailing his fingernails between the lines, and had the hot breath that hit his ear, "Do you want me to give it to you soft…" Deviance crept up when he started nibbling Proteus' ear, while trailing up to fondle his pecs. After seeing him soothe into the caress, he bit on his lip, and pinched his nipples with aggression, "Or rough and hard."

Proteus felt his cock harden quickly, and rub against the bed, while he squeezed his globes to make the pirate's meat throb even more. His voice instantly cracked, and clenched his teeth from the torturous pleasure that he's missed since his adolescence. He would turn to look at Sinbad, and to run his right hand through his top's hair, giving the bottom lip a smoky gaze, "You should know the answer to that," before biting it aggressively. The prince soon found his head shoved into the bed, and both of his arms to be roughly tied behind his back, while Sinbad kicked his legs to spread out, heaving in desperate need, and glistening in lust, goosebumps, and sweat.

He pressed his shaft between the bulbous globes of Proteus' ass, and played with the prince's muscle ring as he was struggling to press it in, "Holy fuck you are tighter than I remembered. You feel so FUCKING GOOD my sexy prince." With his left hand, Sinbad gave both cheeks a little caress and grope, while positioning his right leg upwards to get a better angle. Sinbad's hips finally hit Proteus' anus, and they both elicited a mix of a cry and a whimper from their mouths, "Your walls are heaven sent. You do not know how much I've missed fucking your hole."

As his arms were pinned back, and wrists held hostage by the sailor who was pumping his muscular ass feverishly, Proteus started to see white through the corners of his eyes, and with very little leadup to it, all he could do was feel. In. Out. In. Out. Squish. Slap. Squish. Slap. Rub. Scratch. Rub. Scratch. The motions were simple, rhythmic, and predictable, but rough, frantic, vigorous, and aggressive; just the way he loved it, which was made clear by the unprincely yelps and moans that came out of his mouth. In between the desperate, and hungry-filled screams of passion, Proteus was finally able to mutter a few words, "Ahhhhh… Pull my hair….. Manhandle me," only to grovel even more when he felt his neck snap backwards, and his hair snatched with Sinbad's fist "FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK YEEEEAAAHHHH. RIGHT THERE!"

Though he would never admit it, Proteus' hair is one of his favorite features, and running his fingers through it to yank drove him wild. No one has ever, and will ever intrude the prince in a dominant and presiding manner, which only fueled his fire. No one will ever see the authoritative, and calm prince with his bubbly ass spreading and clapping like it is against his meat, or his brawny back curving into the sexiest arc, or hear the most untamed noises to ever exist come out of the prince. He started to speed up with more frantic and quick thrusts, while caressing his bottom's pectorals, pressing the prince to kneel up, and his back is on Sinbad's pectoral.

"Mmmmmm, is this what you missed? Every part of our bodies in sync? Being out of control with no limitations. My hands around your neck," he muttered, as he would tighten Proteus' neck in a slight chokehold, causing the latter to dig his nails into Sinbad's thick thighs. The two of them would start to thrust against one another in their gnawing ministrations, it almost being unknown who was the leader, and who was the receiver. Neither one of them were letting up, as Proteus would move to clawing/scratching the sailor's muscular biceps, and Sinbad would slow it with the thrusting, so the prince could take over with arching and shaking his ass, "I see you're still a scratcher. Show me how you work my dick."

Sinbad leaned back to rest his hands on the bed, as Proteus turned around to face him. Proteus placed his legs beside Sinbad's torso, and wrapped his arms around his neck, before settling his bottom on the pirate's anus. As he slowly started to squat down, he really studied Sinbad's adult appearance; sharp facial features, lively eyes, trimmed facial hair, golden skin, a few scratches that added character, strong veins, shockingly smooth hair, and voluminous muscles, "Outside of being sexy and desirable, you are truly strikingly handsome. You've truly aged like fine wine."

The monarch placed his tight sphincter over the raider's schlong, as they quiver and tremble against one another's bodies, and Sinbad choked when Proteus took in all of his inches. His long hair started flowing wildly as he started to squat his juicy, flexible legs vertically, as his derriere attacked Sinbad's dick with instant fury. Sinbad instantly blushes and his body grows soft, as he gets choked up under his own whimpers, clawing his fists within the sheets, as he started trusting with Proteus' movements, "Uhhhhhhhmmmmmm, I love it when you ride me with that fat ass. You're such a good bottom Mmmmmppph, I've missed you so much."

Proteus gave a series of humored laughs and chuckles, seeing his secret lover and best friend's eyes completely shut, and head tilted back in sheer ecstasy, as his sausage split his buttcheecks in the best way possible. He bit his lip by observing the goosebumps that formed over Sinbad's meaty arms, chest, and abs, while sweat dampened down his pink-tinted skin, and watching those brown nipples grow increasingly hard. After moaning through his closed mouth, Proteus pinched his nails, causing Sinbad to shoot back up, "Open your smoky eyes babe. I want to see into your soulful eyes."

"AAAHHHHHH, FUCK you know how to get me wild. Come here," he demanded, pressing their hardening torsos together, as they both dug their nails in the other's back, as Sinbad worked his bubble arse "It amazes and shocks me how tight you are. Ooh, you feel so delicious." After making a nasty scratch trail down the prince's back, he roughly slapped Proteus' ass a few times, before digging his nails into it, and using it as a guide to increase his thrusting pace.

A cracked-out scream and wail came out the prince's mouth, as drool came down with it, and dug his nails deeper as he let his friend take complete control, "FUCK ME HARDER, YOU DIRTY, SEXY PIRATE." The prostate was soon hit, causing him to lean forward, and them toppling over the bed, biting and screaming into his friend's shoulder blade, "RIGHT THERE PAPA. THAT'S THE SPOT. PUSH THAT BUTTON." They both felt the princely cock rub against both of their abs, and right when it seemed like the two was going to ride into a cum-induced ecstasy, Sinbad bit his shoulder blade extremely hard, as he pressed hip against hip, but clenched his entire low body in hopes to stop the release.

After a painful scream, they both subsided, and Sinbad lifted his legs to place on Proteus' shoulder blades, "I haven't been licked down there in years. If this is gonna be it, I want to bottom for you as well." The mischievous man arched his back lower, and started slowly shaking his derriere, and flinching his hole in aching need, "Gosh Proteus, I haven't been fucked in the longest time. I've had to push these… needs and thoughts of you pounding me for years."

The prince ran to grab the oil lubricant to rub it on his cock, and pressed it slowly in his friend's tight hole, while arching his legs like a dog humping a toy. As soon as Sinbad uttered a groan, Proteus shoved his fingers in the edge of the pirate's mouth to suck and for him to probe. He immediately probed the juicy ass presented to him, and immediately felt Sinbad tighten around him, and moan around his fingers, "Do your fellow sailors know that you're such a strong, sexy, receptive bottom? Do they know that you can take dick better than most women? Do they know that you moan and scream this loud?"

"FUCK! THEY! DON'T! MY! KING! YOU! FEEL! SO! AMAZING! DADDY," he squalled; one word after one pelvic thrust against his pleasure spot. Hands dug into the sheets to the point that his fingertips probably had burns, and bit on those refined fingers, since his naughty kink was itching through his body. That action would elicit several hard slaps on his derriere, and his entire body almost came undone, as the electric jolts shot through his body, and the precum was already leaking on the bed, "SHIT! It feels SO MUCH BETTER doing this as men, instead of when we were teens. Come on, POUND AND CHOKE ME OUT!"

Proteus soon granted him his wish, and squeezed Sinbad's thick, veiny neck as he continued protruding through the perfectly sculpted ass, that wrapped around him perfectly. He would give 4 quick thrusts, before providing 2 slow ones in order to tease, and test his long-time lover's heightened hormonal nerves. Sinbad's body started getting red from the lack of oxygen, and heard suffocated attempts at breathing, which started making him slightly nervous. While still inserted in him, he got them on the bed, and pressed Sinbad's face and body against the window, which is directed in the street that is VERY visible. He whispered before nibbling his ear, "Remember when you would tease me with fucking me against the window for everyone to hear?"

Sinbad's body instantly grew weak, and made a sound that came off like a weak and desperate laugh, "Yes, because I wanted to show you off, and show everyone the guy who doesn't put up a facade anymore." He started circling, shaking, and moving his ass slowly as a tease, "But you will never be up for it. You are still insistent on pleasing a father and people who don't know you. Even Marina mentioned it to me on the boat. She's tired of being trapped here too, and felt more like herself on the boat, because she hates the facade she put here, and that you put. You won't risk it all, and have people see you for the person you are, and live your life as a free person with agency. Are you finally going to rebel against Daddy Dearest!"

The mood instantly got dark for a few reasons. King Dymas has always been a sore spot for the two of them. Despite initially accepting Sinbad as a good companion for his son's friendship, things became more complicated and tense once the two aged up, the prince became more unfocused, rebellious, and the rumors about their adolescent dalliance becoming town gossip. The prince's eyes and demeanor instantly became a lot darker, and the gut feeling he had about Sinbad and Marina became more apparent. He grabbed Sinbad's arm, and yanked them in the living room, before cornering him on the wall, "I should have known you two would get together. Is this some sick game to you? She doesn't deserve to get mindfucked by your stupid, cruel games. I am not even gonna go there with my father."

"No, and it's you who has consistently played mindgames on us. You made so many promises to me about us going to the Navy together, but you broke that. You promised me that we would become family when we were children, but I was too embarrassing to be at certain events and dinners with you. You made plans for us to travel together, but that ended up failing over and over again. You told me that you would stand up to your father, but you became more and more like him as we aged, losing any sort of balls you had."

He saw that his privileged friend had a forced blank look on his face, which only infuriated Sinbad even more, "You are INSISTENT on being miserable, and you promised that I would never be an embarrassment to you, but you would show with your actions that I was just that, and that you would never show people who you REALLY were like. All of the things you told me about your dreams, and your actions that you would never show anyone else. While Marina and I were on the boat, she would tell me the... same things. Your reputation and father's approval meaning more than the dreams you two planned together. For goodness sakes, you told her that you would teach her how to sail, but you NEVER got to it. She felt as smothered as I did here, and as much as YOU told the BOTH OF US how smothered you are."

They ended up intensely glaring at one another, and Proteus started to walk towards Sinbad, who ended up back-planting himself against the long window, "You are the cruel coward. Are you going to ignore the many times I planned for us to enroll in classes together, that you bailed. I was trying to help you become ANYTHING YOU WANTED. You could have had ANY HOUSE, ANY JOB, and ANYTHING if you stood by me. I told you that no one understood me like you did, and that people thought I was a boring, stuck up, spoiled dweeb. YOU started treating me like that because you wanted to run off with MISCREANTS. YOU decided to be what everyone thought you were because it was easy, and YOU ran."

He was nose-to-nose, and chest-to-chest with his long-time friend and lover, "I get why Marina would fall for you. She probably did for the same reasons I did. You are smart, witty, clever, humorous, adventurous, handsome, charming, and you know how to spark people up. You are ambitious, and you DID have bigger dreams, but you cower. I bet you haven't told your crew an EIGHTH of the things you have told me, but you want to hide behind them instead of facing your feelings." He saw Sinbad's eyebrows tense up, and eyes grow dark "You are scared of wanting to be better, so you destruct everything around you. Your FAMILY would be pissed off if they saw how much you ran."

Sinbad was shocked when Proteus pushed him, and decided to push him back to the point of falling, "It isn't shocking that she wanted to indulge in someone that goes after their dreams. Someone that is a true badass, takes what is his, and doesn't care about what people think. Someone who lives for themselves, and wants to see more than the shallow world that they were raised in." He turned around, looked at the mirror, arched out his back, and stuck out his derriere "A real man who isn't afraid of showing it. If you really want to be happy, let everyone see the true person you are. Fuck me on this window, and let everyone see how free you are. Stop with the public political BS."

Proteus got up, and would soon lean on Sinbad to press his face against the cracked window, so he could penetrate his ass without any teasing, or slow motions. All of the pain, love, lust, and confusion lead to the frantic, aggressive, aching, and needlessly satisfying euphoria from their complicated sexual and emotional relationship. His bottom's squealing, high-pitched, breath-choking noises only turned him on even more, causing him to smack Sinbad's ass several times, and push his face even harder.

People slowly started to walk back the house, and they soon realize which two people were penetrating against the hut window. Some were shocked, many were horrified, while others were gleeful that the rumors were true. Something in it lit Sinbad's sparks up, causing him to fuck Proteus' cock back, and squeezing his tight anus, and he felt the prince use his left hand to pull his hair, and dug into his ass with the other hand, "AHH. FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT PROTEUS. THIS IS SO HOT. YOU'RE SO HOT. THIS FEELS SOO GOOD. LOOK AT THEM WATCH US FUCK HARD."

He embraced Sinbad in a hug, and pressed his glistening back and thighs and legs to him, as their sex continued. He would be lying if the curious people finally watching him in his true manner wasn't liberating, "SHIIIIITTT. I'm SO TURNED ON seeing them watch us pound one another like this. I LOVE seeing you arch that muscular back to be dominated, and out of control for everyone to watch." Proteus leaned to give Sinbad a sloppy, saliva-filled tongue wrestle.

Sinbad felt nails dig on his pectorals, and leaving trails on his abs and ass, causing him to laugh darkly, as the pain made his penis harder, "AAAAHHHHHH. THAT'S what I've missed. How should I cum? On the window? Where do you want to cum? OOOOHHHH, RIGHT THERE." His muscles collapsed, and was only held up by his friend's bulging arms hugging his body up. He grabbed one of Proteus' biceps, and dug his nail into it, while using his other hand to dig into his top's thigh.

"Cum in my mouth. I want to swallow you," the pirate muttered softly, before dropping on his knees. Sinbad quickly started sucking on Proteus' testicles, before trailing up his tongue on the long shaft in front of him. He felt the goosebumps on the prince's legs as he pleased the man hovering over him, swirling over his top. As soon as he placed his lips over the cock, and sucked his cheeks in, rough hands dug into his hair. A part of Proteus felt bad about being more in tune to please Sinbad than he ever has for Marina, despite loving her and having many great sexual, emotional experiences too. He felt like it was time to let them both go live the free lives they deserved, and neither would find it with him. As each saddening but bittersweet emotion came over him, he wrapped his lips and cheeks harder around Sinbad's shaft, and dug his nails in deeper.

He softly whimpered, and bit his lip as he felt Proteus' movements become more vigorous, aggressive, and feverish. They held eye contact with one another the entire time, and seeing Proteus' bug eyes, sharp bone structure, olive skin, messy hair, and sweaty muscles made his cock and balls tighten, and he knew he was coming within seconds. Two firm, large hands grabbed his buttocks, and he already felt precum build up to leak. Sinbad grabbed his face, and used it to penetrate rough and fast, "Yes my prince. Take it, take it all. Take it like the good slut you are. Mmmmpphhh, aaaahhh." All of his liquid spilled all over the princely tongue, and the back of the throat that has pleased him so much over the years, and a huge sigh came form his lips.

Proteus started fondling his dick as he swallowed every love liquid from Sinbad, licking the semen off his lips, and went to gargle the testicles in front of him. After he finished salivating Sinbad's genitalia, there was a thick silence in the room, as he stood up, "Do you love her? What did you two do together?"

Awkward tension made its way back into the room, and Sinbad knew that Marina deserved better than him. He did feel guilt for falling in love with her, and the last hour or so didn't make things any less complicated. It's easier to not talk or think about her making their complicated relationship into a trio. Seeing Proteus look meek, but somewhat assured in what he wants, the muscles becoming more defined and protrude, facial expressions more vulnerable, and the leaking cock was begging to be stroked and licked riled his hormones up.

He slowly caressed Proteus' chest as the latter ended up backing himself into the wall, and trailed his nails down his chiseled torso, intentionally avoiding the question. Lips were bitten when he knelt to have the throbbing cock in his face, before licking the base of its entire length, "Shut up. None of that matters. It is just you and I here, before I go my own way. I don't want things to get more awkward." Kisses were soon placed all over the shaft in a teasing manner that caused a glazed look on the figure above him, before devouring Proteus' length to the back of his throat.

A sudden tremble came all through the leaner man, as he grasped the pirate's head like his life depended on it. He soon felt Sinbad suck his cheeks inward even more, and wouldn't notice the latter lubing his fingers with his lube. Sinbad didn't waste any time on feverishly bobbing over Proteus, and the latter screamed when two fingers entered his anus, "AAAAAAHHHHH. It feels GGGUUUUUUUUDDDD you dirty pirate. FUUUCK!"

Lubed fingers quickly went to work with scissoring and spreading the prince's anus, while choking on the thick cock in front of him. Saliva slid down the pirate's lips and chin as he gobbled more of the meat in front of him, and felt it flinch in his mouth more and more. He could not stop his legs from bucking wildly, testicles grow tighter, and goosebumps becoming more present, "Oh GOSH SINBAD. I'M NOT GONNA LAST LONG." Proteus grabbed his face to facefuck aggressively, and the slurping groans from Sinbad riled him up even more.

Within seconds, Proteus spilled his semen deep in Sinbad's tongue and throat, sighing a breath of relief, as he clutched Sinbad's face, and felt his legs almost collapse. After he rode the release off, he soon pulled Sinbad up, and they both walked to the shower, where they quietly rinsed one another off. Neither really knew what to say as they lathered the other's strong bodies, and the lingering departure that would probably be permanent.

"Well, I will say that it was good for us to finally get that out of our systems," sighed the prince, who could not help but stare into those eyes, and wrapped his arms around that chiseled neck. "I know how unlikely this is, but... Is there any way that you could stay? Or even visit once in a while? I could set you up with a nice job, a house, anything."

Sinbad had to give a grin at his insistence, "Proteus, you know that it isn't going to work, and I know that you aren't going to join Chimera with me. We aren't children anymore, and Marina deserves better than this situation. I don't fit here anymore, and I haven't fit in this city forever now." He soon got out of the shower to provide them towels to dry off with, "I am glad that we do get to say an official goodbye, and I won't leave you without any communication. We could send letters to one another."

Proteus' face instantly dimmed, before giving a softened smile, "I guess that is better than the last time. With Marina,... we're going to have a conversation. She needs to follow her dreams, and live her life in the way she deserves, as do you, and as do I."

The two soon started to dry themselves off, and slowly got dressed, "You are the only one who has understood everything about me since we were children, and neither one of us deserve to end that. We don't have to see one another every day, but I care for you, and I don't want to lose contact. And I know no one knows you like I know you."

As soon as Sinbad got his clothes on, he walked towards the door, and placed his hand around Proteus' face, "I don't want to be away from you either, and I didn't the first time. We just grew up, and can't be the same way we were. We spent literally every morning, every evening, and any other time between your duties together. Whatever conversation you and Marina need to have, is between the two of you." He stared at the prince's lips for what seemed like an eternity, but slid his hands to the prince's shoulders, and patted them instead, "It isn't the end, but a new beginning. How this new beginning will start, and change into the new normal is going to be interesting to see unravel. The both of you take care."

He watched the sailor leave, and didn't know what to feel. Relief, anticipation, and anguish all at once surfaced on his mind and soul about the entire situation. "I will hold you to it. And if you don't, I will just send another boat of guards after you. Looking forward to our new beginning."