The Prince’s Feast
Stolas was nervous. He was about to hang out with Blitzo for the third time, but he was still flustered from their last rendezvous. After their first meeting on his tenth birthday two weeks ago, Stolas couldn’t stop thinking about him. He didn’t want his father to “buy” the imp for him again, though. It didn’t feel right. Instead, he’d snuck out to the circus again to slip Blitzo a message. He was relieved when the imp agreed to come over again.
During their second meeting, Blitzo had shown Stolas another “imp game,” though it was much different from the one they’d played when they first met. Blitzo had called it another pirate game, but this time the “treasure” they were burying was just Blitzo’s dick being buried in his ass. In short, Blitzo fucked the owl boy silly.
Stolas had been very impressed with his new friend’s hefty package, which had previously been hidden within his baggy clown outfit. Stolas was rather well endowed himself, at least for a demon his age, but despite being two years older than the imp, his thick eight-inch erection was nothing compared to Blitzo’s meaty footlong.
Of course, his most impressive feature was his backside. The young prince could give some of Asmodeus’s best succubae a run for their money with his massive cheeks, never mind the hole between them! Even Blitzo had been impressed the first time he’d seen the owl naked, since the whole thing was somehow hidden by his pants.
After they had exhausted themselves, Blitzo had told Stolas that he wanted to bring Fizzarolli with him next time and play yet another game. Stolas had agreed without thinking, not even realizing until the next day what he had even agreed to. Sure, Blitzo was the one he was smitten with, but the other boy was pretty cute too. And now they were both coming to do…what exactly? He wasn’t sure, but he figured it must be something at least as unexpected and pleasurable as their last game.
Like last time, Stolas waited on his balcony with a rope so the imps could climb up to his room without his father or any of his servants knowing. Not that his father was ever even there, but he didn’t want to take any chances, especially knowing what he thought of imps, never mind what they were actually going to be doing.
Just thinking about seeing Blitzo again was already getting him hard, and as he sat there waiting, he couldn’t help but touch himself through his pants, making a wet spot that slowly grew. It distracted him just enough that when he heard Blitzo call to him from the bushes, he thought his feathers were going to fly right off his body. He tried to calm himself as he tossed one end of the rope over the edge of the balcony and tied the other end to the railing.
By the time the boys climbed up to him, he was still breathing heavily and his face was still bright red & burning hot. The imps were still in their clown costumes, having presumably just finished a night of performing, though they had already removed their face paint. Blitzo immediately saw the bulge and wet spot in the older boy’s pants and smirked.
“Hehe, really looking forward to seeing us again, huh?” he teased.
Fizz blushed when he saw what his friend was referring to. He was no more a stranger to sex than Blitzo, but he was shyer about it. That made him easy to fluster – a fact that Blitzo frequently exploited for his own amusement.
Of the three of them, Fizz’s endowments were in the middle on both counts. His butt was bigger than Blitzo’s, but it didn’t hold a candle to Stolas’s; on the other hand, his dick was a solid ten inches long and nearly three thick, so it was still impressive, especially for a boy his age. On the rare occasions where they found a third playmate, he usually wound up in the middle. Usually it was just some fan at one of their shows that seemed fun enough to invite back to their tent.
Blitzo was by far the most outgoing and energetic of this trio, so he had no problem taking the lead. With a wave, he and Fizz went inside while Stolas untied the rope and closed the door behind them. Fizz took a moment to look around since this was his first time here. He marveled at the size and grandeur of the palatial bedroom, entranced by how beautiful and clean it was compared to their dingy circus tent.
“Wow, your room is huge! I wanna live in a place like this someday!” he exclaimed.
Stolas had managed to calm himself for the most part, and chuckled softly, “Well, I’m glad you like it. Perhaps you will!”
Blitzo scoffed, “Yeah right, like that’ll happen. Aaaanyway, let’s play our game!”
That made both Stolas and Fizz blush again. Fizz already knew what they were going to do, but Stolas was still clueless.
“O-Oh, right! So um…what exactly is this game? Is it…like the one we played last time?” he stammered, fidgeting in place.
“Heh, sort of. First we gotta take our clothes off again!” Blitzo replied as he started to remove his shirt, and then his pants.
Fizz followed suit, and soon the two clown boys were standing naked in front of the nervous owl, their dicks not even hard and still hanging below their knees.
Stolas watched them disrobe completely before slowly doing the same. His shirt came off easily enough, but he struggled to get his pants down over his aching hard-on. In the process, he turned around, giving the younger boys a good look at that ass as it gradually spilled out. His pants clearly had some kind of enchantment that helped them conceal the sheer size of the prince’s bubbly rump and fat pucker; it was the only way to explain how he had kept it hidden before.
Blitzo had told Fizz about how big Stolas’s butt was, but seeing it in person was something else. Neither of them knew anyone else – kid or grownup – with this amount of cake. Fizz’s eyes went wide, and his cock started to twitch, much to Blitzo’s delight and Stolas’s continued embarrassment. Blitzo got behind his friend and leaned in close, reaching around to gently stroke his growing erection as his own started to rise.
“See? Told ya it was big~ We can totally both fit, right?” Blitzo chuckled in Fizz’s ear.
Fizz couldn’t help but squirm and whine softly at his friend’s touch, quickly reaching full mast as his eyes were still locked on that fat feathered ass. After a few seconds, he nodded and giggled back, “Mmhm, I think so!”
By now Stolas had managed to get his clothes off fully, so he turned back around, revealing his shiny, black, dripping boner and smooth, heavy nuts. He nearly fainted when he saw what Blitzo was doing with Fizz, but what Blitzo had just said caught his attention even more.
“Erm…fit? Both? Y-You mean those, right?” the young owl stammered, gesturing toward their rapidly hardening dicks. Surely that’s what he meant…
Blitzo chuckled, still playing with Fizz’s erection, which was now oozing pre onto the tile floor while his own cock bumped against his friend’s softly sloshing sack, . “What? Nah, that would just be the same game as last time! I told you we were gonna play something else today, didn’t I?”
Stolas’s mind raced. “O-Oh, well yes, I suppose so… But then…what do you—”
“Our whole bodies, silly!” Blitzo interjected, “In this game, you have to eat us with your butt! It’s called like…‘The Prince’s Feast’ or something, I dunno.”
Stolas’s eyes widened even more than Fizz’s had a moment ago. This was definitely beyond anything he could have expected. While he struggled to think of a reply, Blitzo continued:
“What, you’ve never done it before? Aren’t you like ten? Fizz & I have been playing this game since we were four!”
Fizz giggled and teasingly responded, “Well yeah, but you couldn’t fit me in your butt until we were six! You were always my dinner before that!”
“Yeah yeah, details,” Blitzo replied with a casual wave of his hand.
Listening to these horny imps was making Stolas’s face redder by the second. He had to admit, with how good it had felt to have Blitzo’s dick in him before, he imagined this would feel even better. But was something like that even possible? They seemed to think so, but would he really be able to take them both up his butt at once?
“W-Well um…no, actually. I’d never even thought about putting anything in there before last time, let alone a…person.”
Blitzo laughed, “Dang, you royals really don’t know how to have fun! C’mon, it’ll be fine! Just bend over and let us get our heads in, and then you can swallow up the rest!”
Stolas thought about it for a moment. He didn’t want his new friends to get hurt, but they made it sound so easy and safe! Plus, the more he thought about it, the more he realized his dick was already giving him the answer. With a slow nod, he walked over to his bed and leaned over the edge, sticking his butt out for the little imps. He even gave it a little shake to try and tease them, making his cheeks jiggle and bounce around his softly winking hole. Why is this so exciting…? he thought.
“B-Blitzo? Are you sure about this?”
“Don’t worry! Me n’ Fizz do this all the time! Right Fizz?”
Fizz chuckled, “Yeah! It’s really fun!”
“Well…all right, go ahead then!”
The wiggling made Blitzo and Fizz’s cocks gush an extra hefty glob of precum, and without separating, they slowly moved closer to that big bouncy bird ass. When they were right in front of it, Fizz turned around to face Blitzo, who was still lazily fondling him.
“Oh yeah, you brought the lube, right Blitzo?”
Blitzo grinned and nodded. “Oh right! It’s in my costume!”
He stepped away from Fizz and over to where he’d dropped his clothes. A moment later, he returned with a small bottle of lube. The two imps approached Stolas and proceeded to dump a glob onto his protruding pucker. Stolas gasped softly at the sudden coldness, but then started moaning as he felt four little hands spreading it around, rubbing all over the sensitive area in the process.
Once they were done, they stepped back, and Blitzo proceeded to wrap his arms around Fizz again, rubbing all over his best friend’s throbbing dick with his lube-coated hands. The imps started to lower their heads toward that pulsing pucker, but Fizz stopped.
“Hey Blitzo, do you wanna…y’know, do it while he eats us? We’ve never gotten to go up someone’s butt together before, so…”
Blitzo blushed, clearly not expecting that, but quickly replied, “W-Well yeah, duh! I was totally already thinking about it! …But…I mean I was kinda hoping you’d ask.”
Curious, Stolas swiveled his head around to see the two younger boys making out, and kept watching with a mix of excitement and embarrassment as Blitzo reached down and used his slippery hand to coat Fizz’s butt. When it was sufficiently lubed, he proceeded to maneuver his huge cock under Fizz’s tail and slowly slid it in, eliciting a cute moan from both boys. Then they continued lowering their heads until Fizz’s horns brushed against Stolas’s sensitive hole.
Stolas shuddered as a wave of anticipation washed over him. His cock was already leaking like a faucet, but once he started feeling those big horns spreading his slick pucker, he started dripping even faster. At first it felt no different that when Blitzo had fucked him before, but then he felt his hole spread even wider than that, and it nearly sent him over the edge. Soon enough, he could feel Blitzo’s horns pressing in as well.
Even without the lube, their horns were smooth enough that they would have slid in easily, but with the extra slipperiness, it was almost more of a challenge for the pair to not slip in too fast. The boys were too busy moaning into each other’s mouths to notice just how quickly the older boy’s ass was swallowing their heads. It barely took ten seconds after they started pushing for them to realize Stolas’s pucker was already hugging their necks.
Breaking their kiss for a moment, Blitzo yelled, “Okay Stolas! You can take it from here! Enjoy your feast!”
Stolas was barely paying attention by that point, as he was busy grappling with the incredible new sensations he was feeling. He managed to acknowledge Blitzo’s words just enough to make him think about what to do next. He wasn’t sure how to make his butt “swallow,” but if they claimed it was so easy, he figured he could try anyway. He began clenching his muscles in ways he had never tried to before, all while on the verge of passing out due to the feeling of having two whole imp heads in his rectum, horns and all.
Sure enough, within seconds, he felt progress. With one particular clench, he felt the boys’ shoulders start to spread him wide again. Repeating that clench brought their shoulders in entirely, and Stolas gasped as his cock began to gush with his first full load of the night, shooting it all over the side of his bed and floor.
In the process, he briefly lost track of what he was doing with his butt, but by the time his orgasm started to calm down, he realized he had swallowed up both imps’ entire torsos. He was almost concerned for a second, but he figured they must be okay because he could still hear them moaning. It was more than that though; he could actually feel them moaning. The moans reverberated through his whole body, making him shudder as he could already feel another orgasm building. Not only that, but he could feel them actively squirming, presumably trying to make him feel even better.
Taking that moaning and squirming as an invitation to continue, Stolas started clenching again, and before long he had built up a rhythm. Clench after clench, he pulled more and more of his new friends’ bodies into his shockingly stretchy ass. He wondered why he’d never known about how stretchy he – and all demons, apparently – could be until now. It didn’t matter right now though; he was more concerned with the fact that his hole was now squeezing the younger boys’ thighs. With another few “swallows,” their knees vanished, and soon after that, so did their feet. Now all that was left was to slurp up their tails.
Inside the prince’s gut, the boys were having a blast. Blitzo hammered away at his best friend’s ample backside while their tongues explored each other’s mouths. Since this was their first time inside someone else’s butt together, everything felt even better than usual. They had fucked and made out plenty of times, but feeling the hot, slimy walls hugging them and pressing them together like this was an entirely new feeling – one that they absolutely loved. Occasionally one of them would break the kiss just to moan the other’s name before shoving his tongue back into his mouth.
Stolas was taking a short break before he finished pulling them in, instead focusing on his massively swollen belly, which had gotten so big it was resting on the floor and squishing against his legs and dick. It was finally really setting in that he had just swallowed both of his friends with his ass, and that it was the best thing he had ever experienced, at least aside from meeting Blitzo in the first place.
“Ohh Blitzo, this feels incredible! These–hnng–imp games really are quite fun! You two are–mmnf–squirming rather violently though… I…I think I’m going to…”
As his second orgasm started gushing from his thick cock, he quickly slurped the little imps’ tails in, almost unintentionally. With both of them fully inside him, he let out a loud moan while his load pooled on the floor beneath him and soaked his giant belly.
Around the same time, Blitzo finally came as well, which caused Fizz to not long after. Once they calmed down a bit, the imps finally ended their long makeout session, though Blitzo didn’t bother pulling out of his friend’s rump. After a moment of panting from all three boys, Blitzo giggled and spoke up so Stolas could hear him.
“See? That felt super good right?”
“Mmngh…yes…” came the reply.
“Told ya! Oh yeah, there is one more thing we forgot to mention though…”
Stolas perked up a bit at that. There was more? Was being inside him not the endgame?
“O-Oh? What would that be?”
Blitzo chuckled as he and Fizz started to hear the gurgling and squelching sounds around them grow louder.
“Heh, well…I guess you’ll see in a second. See you in a few!”
Fizz chimed in, “Hope you don’t mind big messes!”
“Wait, what’s–Blitzo?!" Stolas started to reply, but was quickly cut off by a loud, rumbling gurgle that shook his whole body. He watched in awe – and admittedly, mild horror – as his giant gut suddenly shrank back to its original size in less than five seconds, leaving no sign of its occupants. That wasn’t all, though; not even two seconds later, he felt an immense pressure building rapidly in his bowels. He recognized this feeling, but he’d never felt it like this before.
“Oh dear, I feel… I think I need to…”
SPLRRRRRTCH
Before he could even think about moving toward his bathroom, his pucker spread open and began dumping an endless stream of thick, doughy turds onto the floor. The owl boy’s hole was spread nearly as wide as it had been when he was pulling his friends in, and somehow it felt just as amazing. The sudden feelings of the mess beating against his prostate and pucker were enough to make him cum again on the spot, so he simply stood there helplessly as his ass and his balls emptied themselves all over his bedroom.
The mess was quickly covering the floor of the large room, but it was already piling up even higher around Stolas’s legs, forcing the boy to feel his mess enveloping him as it rose higher and higher. He could barely think straight. There was certainly a part of his brain that was panicking, since he had clearly just digested his only friends, not to mention the part that was telling him how gross this was, but the majority of his mind was simply lost in a fog of lust. Something about this was insanely pleasurable, and he didn’t want it to stop.
At some point it occurred to him that the imp boys must have known about this, especially given what Fizz had said. That helped calm the panicking parts of his brain, but he still wasn’t sure how he was supposed to get them back.
“S-Sorry! I–nnh–I’ll figure out a spell or something to–mmng–bring you back as soon as–hnnf–this is over… If it ever–ngh–ends…”
He trailed off as his thoughts became more and more clouded. He barely even noticed how high his mess had piled up, but he could tell it was above his waist as he started to feel the warmth creep up his back. Even looking back, Stolas couldn’t see his dump coming out anymore as it was just pumping into the sea of creamy owl shit he had created.
As the mess overtook more of his torso, he also started to realize how much the noises were turning him on on top of everything else. There was a constant stream of blorts, squelches, glurps, and even some rumbling farts sputtering around his turds every few seconds.
Several more minutes passed, with each one seeing another six inches or so added to the room-filling pile. Eventually, the young owl was buried up to his neck in his own waste. Right about then, he felt the flow finally start to slow down. A few seconds later, his hole finally closed again, his bowels apparently empty once more.
As Stolas stood there panting and shooting the end of his fifth load into the middle of the pile, he started to realize just how absurd this was. Here he was standing neck-deep in his own filth and loving it, while his new friends were nowhere to be found after apparently willingly becoming that filth. If he didn’t know better, he’d think this was some kind of crazy wet dream.
Thankfully he didn’t have to worry about it for long, as before he could even bring himself to move to get his grimoire, the two imps suddenly popped back into existence right in front of him! They manifested just above the surface of the mess, so they only had a split second to see how full the room was before dropping straight into it with a chorus of wet slprtches.
It took them a moment to get their bearings, but they could tell they were on Stolas’s bed, and…completely submerged in the aftermath of what they’d created. They slowly stood up, and soon Stolas saw their heads emerge from the goopy brown lake, totally covered in sludge.
“Whoa, I’ve never seen this much poop before!” Fizz giggled.
Blitzo added, “Yeah, we never make this much when we eat each other! I guess it’s cuz he ate both of us~”
Stolas was still standing there in mild shock, his head barely above the surface. Every little movement he and the imps made resulted in more wet squishes, which was still flustering the poor owl just as much as before. Eventually he finally managed to speak:
“Oh! You’re okay! That’s good, I was worried for a moment. Why didn’t you tell me this would happen?!” He almost sounded angry.
Blitzo shrugged. “I dunno, we just thought it’d be more fun to surprise you. We’re not even sure why it happens, we just know it’s fun! And speaking of fun…”
The two imps looked at each other, sharing a nod and a mischievous grin. Before Stolas could ask why they were grinning, the pair turned back to the prince and lunged at him. He had no time to react as he was tackled, causing his head to finally join the rest of him under the surface. The next thing he knew, he was lying on the floor with the two imp boys on top of him.
Somehow it seemed he could still breathe, though the humid air was unbelievably thick and pungent. It took his lungs a few seconds to get used to it, so in the meantime, Blitzo got on the floor between Stolas’s legs, and Fizz found Stolas’s dick and positioned his big butt above it. Without a word, they struck together; Blitzo slid all twelve inches of his fat cock into the bird while Fizz dropped right onto his throbbing erection and took it all in one go. Both actions made extra lewd noises thanks to all of them being completely encased in thick muck.
Due to the lack of visibility within the pile, Stolas couldn’t even tell at first which of them was doing what; his mind was too foggy to notice exactly how long the dick in his ass was, or exactly how fat the ass bouncing on his lap was. But soon he started hearing muffled moans and grunts coming from the two of them, and the cute voices made it clear.
Pushing the confusion from his mind, Stolas decided to just enjoy it. His new friends were clearly having fun, so he should too. He started energetically thrusting upward into Fizz’s bouncy ass in time with Blitzo, and the three of them quickly got into a rhythm that had them all moaning and making muffled comments about how good it all felt for what felt like hours. Even though the thick poop made it hard to hear, they could easily tell just how much they were enjoying each other. Besides, there were plenty of other messier noises making up the difference.
After all three boys had climaxed, they clumsily changed positions, putting Blitzo on the bottom and Fizz on top, with Stolas sandwiched between them. Though this didn’t really change what was happening to Stolas, hearing Blitzo moan every time he felt the owl push into his butt was enough to make it a fresh experience. After that, they changed it up again, with the imps simply letting Stolas fist them while they made out, stroking each other off with one hand and Stolas with the other.
The sloppy threesome between the horny kids eventually started to wind down after their seventh shared orgasm. By that point they had each fucked the other two at least twice, and their youthful energy was finally starting to wane. They found their way back onto Stolas’s bed so they could stand with their heads above the surface and gave each other their first look in…barely an hour, as it turned out. It was only now that an important detail finally occurred to Stolas, who was still panting heavily despite the return to comparatively fresh air.
“Ohh my…that was…incredible! I still can’t believe we just did all of that. So erm…how exactly do we clean this all up? You must have a way if you’ve been doing all this time, right?”
Blitzo and Fizz looked at each other, and then back at Stolas with sheepish grins.
“Well, uh…we…don’t really know. We always just sneak out to the landfill near our circus to do this stuff… Besides, our messes are never this big! This is way more than we were expecting, even with you eating both of us!” Fizz admitted, looking slightly embarrassed.
Stolas’s eyes widened a bit. “W-Wait, so you don’t have any idea how to clean this up? I can’t let anyone else here know about this! Father would kill me!”
Blitzo shrugged. “I dunno, don’t you have magic or something? Maybe there’s something in that fancy book you your dad gave you.”
Stolas looked over at one of his many bookshelves, noting that his prized grimoire was still on its shelf above the sea of owl shit. “W-Well I suppose so…it’s worth a try…”
Since they couldn’t see anything but brown below their waists, the prince momentarily forgot that they were standing on his bed, so when he began to walk toward the shelf, he stumbled as he stepped off and fell face-first into his mess with a loud SPLRTCH. A few seconds later, he managed to get back on his feet with his head once again barely above the surface, and he gave an embarrassed chuckle.
“Eheheh…oops. At least it’s nice and soft! And…it really does feel wonderful…”
The other boys just laughed as Stolas continued on toward his grimoire, eventually reaching up and grabbing it off the shelf. Holding it above his head to keep it from becoming unreadable, he slowly made his way back to the bed, being extra careful as he climbed back up to where he could actually open and read it.
“All right, let’s see…no…no…no…”
While the concerned owlet pored over the pages of his tome, Blitzo and Fizz hopped back down to the floor, sinking into the mess again up to their eyes. Then they simply let themselves fall backward until they were on the floor again. They were too spent to do any more fucking, but they happily cuddled and made out while they waited for their friend to find what he needed.
After a good fifteen minutes of searching, Stolas finally found a spell that looked like it would work. It wasn’t exactly a cleaning spell, but in theory it would revert the room back to a previous state – in this case, before he’d filled it with giant sloppy turds. He spoke the words, and sure enough, seconds later, the room was spotless. They, however, were not. He looked down at the imps on the floor, still coated in sludge and making out, and chuckled.
“Oh…well it seems that worked! But I suppose we’ll still have to clean ourselves… Oh! Why don’t we all take a shower? Mine is big enough for all of us, but I rarely use it since I mostly take baths.”
The imps got up slowly, still exhausted from all of this on top of their full day of clown performing. The shower did sound nice though, since they didn’t have one in their tent, so they nodded, and the three of them headed into the huge bathroom.
“Whoa, even your bathroom is huge!” Fizz exclaimed, “Hehe, but I guess we already sorta made your whole room a bathroom, right Stolas?”
The little prince simply giggled and nodded in reply while the three of them stepped into the spacious shower. They took turns helping each other wash the thick sludge off their bodies, giving each other playful gropes and teases as they went.
The imps were easy since their skin was smooth and hairless, but it took much longer to get Stolas’s feathers clean. In the process though, the younger boys got to explore and touch every inch of their royal friend’s body, spending a particularly long time rubbing his massive ass cheeks and huge rubbery pucker, even after they were most certainly clean. If they’d had more energy, they would have seriously thought about diving right back into that stretchy rump and doing it all over again. Even still, they found plenty of excuses to tease their new friend about how good it felt sliding up his butt and how much fun it was getting to play in all that poop.
When they were finally finished, they stepped out of the shower and dried themselves off, then headed back into the other room and flopped on the bed. Blitzo and Fizz still had time before they had to get back to their circus tent, so the trio decided to relax and chat for a bit. They hadn’t put their clothes back on yet, of course, so they all lazily rubbed and teased each other as they lay there.
Stolas was still a little embarrassed by the casual sexiness, but he was more than willing to let it continue at this point. Plus, as soon as he lay down, exhaustion hit him like a truck. He didn’t have nearly as much stamina as the two active performers next to him, but adrenaline and the shock of everything that had happened had kept him going until now. To help keep himself awake, he asked the first question that came to his mind:
“So…how did you two discover you could do all this? I never knew such things were possible until tonight.”
In his usual aloof manner, Blitzo replied, “I dunno…like we said, we’ve been doing this since we were four, so I guess we just kinda found out by doing other stuff.”
Fizz had a far more helpful answer:
“Oh, I remember the first time we learned about the whole turning each other into poop thing! You were fistin’ me one day cuz that’s all we’d tried before then, and I guess you left your arm in too long cuz my butt turned it into poop! I remember you were scared at first, but then a few minutes later it just came back! But I’d already buried you by then, hehe~ Your dad was sooooo mad at us for the mess though.”
“I…I see…that does sound like it would be scary at first. I’m glad you were okay though! I admit I was scared too when I digested you, but I…couldn’t really think about it since um…well, since you started coming out so fast, heh. Now I’m glad I didn’t worry too much! This was so much fun! And um…would you mind if we did it again sometime?”
Blitzo chuckled. “Of course! Now that we know how much poop you can make outta us, we gotta do it more often! Next time you should try letting one of us swallow you up too!”
“O-Oh my, well I suppose there’s no reason for me to decline…but didn’t you say this game was called ‘The Prince’s Feast’? I am an actual prince, after all…”
“Er…well, yeah! But it doesn’t really matter who the prince is in the game, everyone else is just his dinner!”
“Oh, well that makes sense I suppose. Still, it is rather exciting to eat my friends! And I must admit…for some reason, the thought of being food does sound…enticing.”
All three boys giggled. Even though Blitzo had clearly made up that name on the spot, he decided to roll with it. He didn’t want to ruin the moment, especially since he was starting to feel like maybe he and Stolas could actually be friends, despite the circumstances of their first meeting. Plus, if nothing else, he really wanted to do this again.
After another hour or so of chatting about random things, some lewd, some mundane, it was finally time for the imps to go home. They found their clothes, which thankfully had been cleaned with the rest of the room, got dressed, and headed out to the balcony. Stolas remained naked, but came out with them to tie the rope.
“All right, well, I hope we can do this again soon!” The prince said with a big smile.
Blitzo nodded. “Yeah! I’m not sure if we can keep doing this every week though. My dad might get mad if he finds out we’re coming here.”
Stolas thought for a moment. “Hmm…well, what about once a month then? Perhaps on the full moon? Hehe, that does seem rather appropriate, considering…” He giggled and gave his still-exposed ass a playful wiggle as a “full moon” tease. “Of course, you can come any time you like, if you’re able. Father is almost never here, so it’s just me and my servants most of the time. I certainly wouldn’t mind the company…”
Blitzo grinned and blushed a little at the tease, completely missing the little owl’s subtext. “Hehe, sure, that sounds good! See ya then!”
With that, the little imps climbed down the rope and disappeared into the bushes. Stolas went back inside, collapsed on his bed, and immediately fell asleep.
“Hey, didn’t he sound kinda lonely just now?” Fizz commented.
“You think? I guess he did say he didn’t have any friends when we met before…”
“Then maybe you really should try to come back more often! You can play some real games, not just this gross stuff!”
“Hmm, maybe…but only if you come with me!”
“Deal! I’m sure your dad won’t notice, he’s always drunk after our shows anyway.”
For the rest of the night, Blitzo couldn’t get the prince out of his head. There was just something…different about him. Something that made the little imp happy in the same way that Fizz did. Maybe Stolas wasn’t just another pompous royal after all. But at least for now, Blitzo was happy to let him be his “prince.”