6am

Benedict put on a neon green sweatband over his forehead, he tied up his takkies and went for his morning jog.

He didn't sleep that much, all he could ever think of was if his family was right that he was gay. He knows he's not but why did Xavier have that effect on him?

The blaring sound of a car horn made him flinch, he was yanked back by the arm making him stumble backwards. He gasped when a car zoomed past where he was running to.

He looked at his savior's eyes and gulped, it was Xavier.

"Well hello"

Benedict stood up straight stuffing his hands into the pockets of his shorts.

"Mn, what's up bro?"

Xavier chuckled. He leaned in to Benedict's face.

"That's a big package you're carrying Sweetheart, do you know how to use it?"

Benedict was confused. Package?

"I don't remember carrying a bag" he says stepping back.

Xavier smiled.

"I'll tell you what i meant next time, see ya"

He watched him walk off. Xavier was wearing a simple sky blue shirt and black slacks with white sneakers yet he looked like a supermodel. Benedict frowned.

"How can someone look that good, tsk no fair at all"

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"Waistline size 38"

Skye blushed. Did the lady have to yell out his measurements!

It's midmorning at the palace and Skye, along with Queen Star were at the tailor's fitting room.

"What is your favorite colour dear?" The lady asks.

"Red"

Star choked on her juice.

"Oh dear, i think lilac or teal would do"

Skye frowned.

"No, i said red, my favorite colour is red"

The tailor suddenly felt awkward. Meanwhile Star and Skye seemed to be in a stare off.

"Red is a bold color used for some events not like these one" said the queen. Unfortunately for her, Skye was not in the mood.

"My favorite colour is red so from now on, all my outfits for formal events will be red, including the wedding suit"

Star felt like fainting. What was going on?!

"Skye, you are a royal now, you should dress like one"

"No offence your majesty but the royal family style sucks, no wonder you wear summer dresses in the colour beige. Well I'm the future queen so i officially decree that all my outfits will be Red"

She does admit, the boy had guts. She smiled.

"You heard him, make it red"

Skye smiled. Did he just win an argument with the queen?

"Being a queen sometimes means your opinions are not heard, especially when it comes to royal duties. They think we're just there for the crown, so to see that fighting spirit in you makes me feel happy that our kingdom is in good hands" she confesses.

"I....I don't know what to say"

"It's okay, you'll say it when the time is right"

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Edward frowned when he entered his bedroom. The maids had just folded the laundry and left it on the bed without putting it back in the closet.

"Stupid maids"

He picked the two loads and went to the closet to pack them. As he got to the bottom of the pile he frowned.

"This is Prince's" he whispers, it was a pair of black Calvin Klein briefs.

He went to this bedroom door and locked it, then closed the curtains.

"The maids must have mistook these for mine" he say holding the briefs in his hand.

His mouth went dry. These briefs were basically holding Prince's cock and balls all day. He licked his lips and took a whiff at the front of the briefs.

He was like a bee that found pollen on an aromatic flower, the scent of Body wash and sweat made him go hard.

His breathing quickened. He dropped to the bed and pulled down his pants. The throbbing organ slapped him on the stomach once it was set free, the tip glistening with pre cum.

He took another whiff, this time where Prince's sack left an impression on the cloth. He moaned.

"Oh God Prince you fuck me so good" he moans while gently stroking himself.

He took another whiff, where His brother's hole was supposed to be, the scent alone sent him to overdrive, thick loads of cum splashed over his stomach, as he called out his brother's name while he came.

He bit the waistband of the black briefs and smiled.

"This will be my little treasure"

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Prince was in the king's office with his dad. The two were holding car magazines.

"I like this one" Prince says pointing at a yellow Ferrari.

Luke shook his head.

"You're going to be a father soon so i suggest a coupe so you can have space for a baby seat"

He sighed. It seems he won't be using the mustang anytime soon.

"Then Skye deserves a car too, i think he likes BMW"

"Alright, I'll talk with some dealers"

He nodded and laid back on the seat.

"So dad i was thinking"

Luke closed the magazine and turned his attention to his son.

"About?" He asks feeling intrigued.

"I think after we get married, Skye and I will have to leave this palace and maybe get a normal sized home"

"Oh....what about the kingdom?"

He leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table.

"I'll treat it like a job, like a 9-5. So i can go home and have dinner with my family"

Seems reasonable. But he's worried about the media.

"What about security? Will you live in a gated community?"

"I think so, it's still an idea"

He nodded.

"Okay, we'll talk again when you have a solid plan, you know you have my support"

Prince smiled. One down and one to go.

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"Mom?"

"In here sweetie"

He made his way to the kitchen. Sarah smiled when she saw Benedict.

"Why the long face honey?"

"I..."

She could see fear in her son's face.

"Benedict? What's wrong? You can talk to me"

A lump formed in his throat. He shook his head as tears brimmed his eyes.

"I don't want to be gay mom" he says before crying.

Sarah gasped and held him tightly, his cries making her heart ache.

"Shhh it's okay, it's okay"

"It's not! I just want to be normal"

All this time she had been teasing him but little did she know.....her son had been hurting all this while.

"I'm so sorry honey"