Chapter 0 - Gladiolus x Noctis

“Then, I slammed my shield on that demon’s face so hard, it went flying into the river.”

Noctis smirks and says, “Nice one, Gladio.”

The king-to-be is more distracted with his faithful crownsguard’s state of dress. Living and camping in the same tent together, it was inevitable that the group of friends would see each other nude. Noctis had always been a little nervous in the locker room in high school, especially since he wasn’t a bulk of muscle like Gladio. More importantly, Noctis had noticed years ago that he was a bit… underdeveloped in certain areas. And now, as a fully grown adult, he was more certain than ever.

Gladio’s flaccid member was twice the size of Noctis’ erect one. Although the prince never considered his friends in a sexual way, it was hard not to admire the ripped physique and large cock of his tallest crownsguard.

Noct looks away, realizing he was staring a bit too long, but long enough for Gladio to notice. Rather than say anything, he smirks and pulls his boxers up. Gladio doesn’t finish dressing and he walks over to Noctis, who was sitting on his foldable chair, and asks, “I noticed your footwork was a little sloppy last time though. Somethin’ buggin’ ya?”

Noctis looks away immediately, as his only other option was to look right at Gladio’s crotch. It was close enough to smell and the musk of it is intoxicating, arousing even. The prince had always looked up to Gladio and now he had yet another reason to do so.

“N-No, nothing. That hill had some rough footing. Couldn’t get firm ground.”

Gladio says, “Stand up, ‘prince.’”

“What? Why?”

“Do it.”

Noctis hesitantly gets out of his camp chair, and even with Gladio’s shoes off, the prince’s head barely reached the giant man’s shoulders. It felt natural for Noct to obey his protector – mostly because he saw him as an older brother. 
Gladio observes Noctis with a critical eye and says, “Just as I thought. What did I say about stretching every day? And not to mention your posture is getting sloppier. Not good habits for a warrior, certainly one who is going to be King.”

Noct shrugs and says, “Haven’t felt like it. Things have been… rough.”

Gladio unceremoniously yanks Noctis’ t-shirt over his head and looks him over once more.

“And your losing muscle tone everywhere except your ass and legs. Guess that’s from all the running. Lose interest in that too?”

“Working out is not what I’m worried about right now!”

Gladio says, “No excuses. You’re not a real King, are you? You’d be happy to get fucked by the Empire for the rest of your life. Maybe they can give Lady Lunafreya to a real man.”

“Shut up! You don’t know anything!”

Gladio steps close enough to breathe down on Noctis, “I know plenty, ‘prince.’”

The muscled crownsguard reaches between Noctis’ legs and grabs his dick and balls, easily small enough to fit in his large palm. Only the thin layer of Noct’s shorts and boxers prevents skin on skin contact.

“Not much there, huh?”

Noctis tries to push him away, but his strength is feeble compared to the mountain of muscle squeezing his junk, though not painfully so.

“Don’t worry Noct, I know what you need.”

Gladio lets go of the prince’s shamefully erect penis and in one swift movement, yanks his shorts and boxers down, leaving Noctis only in his shoes. Not only was the prince’s cock erect, it has a large dollop of precum on the tip. The shaft itself was barely as thick as Gladio’s index finger, but not nearly as long. 

“Gladio, stop thi-“

The taller crownsguard grabs Noct’s hand and places it on his crotch, concealed by a loose-fitting pair of boxers. The prince’s desire to pull away falters as he grasps the huge cock. Something about it was so impressive and feeling the thickness and the heat in his hand gives the prince pause to his situation.

“Pull it out.”

Noctis meets his gaze and sees something different. He was acquainted with Gladio’s domineering attitude, but something changed. It was darker, animalistic, and attractive, in a way.

The prince sticks his thumbs underneath Gladio’s waistband and slowly pulls down the underwear. When the garment reaches Gladio’s thighs, he expected his friend to say something, anything. Maybe ‘just kidding’ or ‘wow, I didn’t think you would do it.’

But there was none of that, no humor, and no sign there was any wiggle room in his friend’s command. Gladio watched him, with a confident smile, as his boxers hit the ground.

Noctis had never seen his cock hard, but it had grown since earlier. It smacks the prince in the face and the tip rubs against his lips. It was a little darker in color than Noctis’ in addition to more than twice the length and three or four times the girth. 

The prince can’t help but be fascinated by it. He reaches out and grips the dick by the base. His fingers can’t reach around this large cock and its weight was impressive. The prince uses his other hand to grab it by the end and give it a few slow strokes.

“Fuck, Gladio, this thing IS a demon.”

Gladio says, “Now to find the real you, Noct. Not the King, but the slut. You already have the ass for it.”

He reaches down and smacks the prince’s round bottom. It was toned and bubbly and sat like a shelf on his slender frame. 

Noctis bites on his lower lip and says, “I’m not a slut, damnit. This thing’s just so big… I mean, how can I not… admire it, you know?”

The prince’s hand continues to stroke the huge member while his mouth opens and takes in the head of the dick. He can only fit the head and about an inch of the shaft before his gag reflexes kick in. Despite that, Noctis takes as much as he can each time, bobbing back and forth on Gladio’s cock.

Gladio says, “It’s in your nature. Nice ass, small cock, and short, to boot. You’re no King. You’re just a slut above her station. But I’ll show you where you belong.”

Noctis moans around the cock and squeezes Gladio’s huge testicles in his left hand. The prince couldn’t be angrier at him, but he also couldn’t be more aroused. Noctis never wanted to be King and the humiliation and the submission called to something deep inside of him.

Gladio suddenly grabs the back of Noctis’ head and shoves the rest of his big dick down the prince’s throat. Noct’s eyes go wide as the crownsguard had deftly caught the entrance to his throat and somehow made the entire length of his cock fit into his mouth.

Gladio holds this only for a few moments, long enough to see the tears well up in his friend’s eyes, before withdrawing, leaving only a string of spit connecting the tip of his cock to Noctis’ lips. Noctis coughs right away and gasps for air. 

“Not bad for your first time. We’ll stretch it out.”

Noctis nods, having no words for Gladio’s rough, but arousing, treatment. Gladio lays down on his sleeping bag and says, “Put your ass in my face. And get to work.”

Noctis nods, obeying completely now, and crawls over to his friend. He lays on top of Gladio and gets his hopes up that the big man might play with his dick. Noct goes right to work sucking and slobbering all over his crownsguard’s large penis. He licks up and down the huge shaft, coating it in his spit. He coos in pleasure and caresses the dick with his cheek. He massages Gladio’s fat testicles, filled to the brim with sperm ready to shoot somewhere, probably at, or on, Noctis somewhere.

Rather than getting Gladio’s warm mouth on his dicklet, Noctis feels the knight grab his ass cheeks and squeeze and knead them eagerly in his hands. A swift smack to his ass makes Noctis squirt a drop of precum onto his bodyguard’s muscled chest.

“Damn, your ass is sensitive. You’ll enjoy this more than me.”

With his Noct’s pale ass cheeks spread, Gladio leans in and licks at his tender virgin rosebud. The prince moans out instantly and tries to push his ass closer to Gladio’s face. The crownsguard doesn’t disappoint his prince and furiously laps away at his asshole, coating the crevice of his ass cheeks with spit.

Noctis returns the favor by pushing more than half of Gladio’s cock down his throat on his own and starts to gag immediately. Despite this, he holds it for nearly half a minute before pulling off with a gasp, leaving his cock drenched in spit.

“Fuck, you might become the ‘prince’ of cocksucking if you keep getting better. My first load’s going somewhere else.”

Gladio shoves Noctis forward by his ass cheeks and he pulls himself up to his knees behind Noctis. The prince looks over his shoulder when he feels the tip of Gladio’s wet, big, dick touching his anal opening. The impending anal penetration gives Noctis pause enough to say, “H-Hold on, not yet…”

“Enough. It’s going in. Better relax.”

Gladio uses one hand to spread his large ass cheeks and the other to steady his cock into its desired location: Noct’s ass.

The crownsguard pushes slowly, stretching out his virgin rectum little by little. Noctis’ eyes go wide and he grits his teeth in mixed pain and pleasure. He tries to remain calm, to relax, and lays his head on the sleeping bag as the huge dick plunges into the very depths of his body.

Gladio continues to push in until his balls touch Noctis’ legs. The prince looks under and between his legs and can hardly believe all that glorious dick meat is now inside of his supple and formerly inexperienced asshole.

“There. Now the real fun begins.”

Gladio withdraws his cock, just as slowly as he went in, until only the tip is inside. Noctis bites his lower lip again in restrained pleasure. Gladio was rubbing something inside of him… something that felt absolutely amazing.

Once nearly withdrawn, Gladio thrusts back into his ass, much faster this time, and he raises his hips to slightly change his angle. Noctis’ cock squirts out a drop of precum to go with a high pitched cry of pleasure.

“There it is. See that, ‘your majesty’? That slut button is proof of who you really are. No real King gets turned on getting fucked.”

Gladio spanks the prince again, whose pearly white ass cheeks were already getting red from the minor slaps. A third, and a fourth, and a fifth thrust follows, gradually gaining in speed and intensity. Gladio spreads his legs a little, grabs Noctis’ hips, and rapidly pistons in and out of his supple ass.

Noctis moans out incoherently as the attention on his ‘slut button’ makes his dick painfully hard. Noctis can’t contain his shame anymore and eagerly bucks his ass back into Gladio’s thrust. This entices the crownsguard to go even faster, and harder, which was only barely possible.

The prince screams, “Fuck, Gladio, I’m coming!”

“Do it.”

Noctis’ small dick spurts out rope after rope of stringy cum. It was more than he’d ever shot out in his entire life. His eyes roll backwards and he collapses onto his chest. Rather than give him a break, Gladio fucks Noctis right through his orgasm, driving the prince into the ground with sheer power and pleasure. Gladio’s grunts, Noctis’ girly moans, and the wet smack of cock and balls against ass were the only sounds at this formerly innocent campsite.

Gladio wraps his arms around Noctis’ hips and lays on his back, bringing the prince into a mounted position, facing away from his friend. As he was slowly coming out of his stupor, Noctis summons the energy to swivel around on the crownsguard’s cock to face him.

With a sudden heartfelt look in his eyes, Noctis meets Gladiolus’ gaze and says, “I don’t want to be King.”

“Don’t worry, you won’t be. You’ll be my slut.”

Gladiolus leans in and claims Noctis’ mouth with his own. Their lips part and they commence a different kind of sword practice with their tongues. Gladio slowly moves his dick in and out of the submissive prince as the two of them smack lips and tongues passionately.

Noctis’ hands find their way to Gladio’s chest and they gently trace his extremely toned abs, eventually reaching his pecs. The prince breaks the kiss only to move his lips down to Gladio’s neck, before getting to his nipple. The prince licks and kisses the toned chest hungrily, as the crownsguard’s huge dick continued to re-shape his plump ass to its needs.

Gladio’s hands find their home on Noctis’ fat cheeks, already red from previous attentions, and he squeezes them as he resumes power fucking the poor small dicked prince.

Noctis can hardly believe he was fully hard again and his dick was leaking pre all over Gladio’s abs… he thinks to himself, ‘I’ll have to clean it up later…’

The prince suddenly plants his hands down on his friend’s chest and says, “Let me.”

Gladio smirks and says, “Sure.”

Noctis raises his ass up, without losing the cock inside of it, before dropping himself back down. Rather than waste any time, he starts fast and tries to get more intense. Noctis bounces himself up and down, up and down, on the fat dick in his butt. His supple and round cheeks ripple every time he drops onto the big member.

Gladio grits his teeth and says, “Fuck, your ass is squeezing. You coming again already?’

Noctis, lose in a haze of pleasure once more, simply nods.

Gladio wraps his large arms around Noctis’ back and pulls him down into an embrace. Noctis is almost touched by this gesture, in a non-sexual way, until he feels one of his arms snake down to his ass and gets a grip on his left butt cheek.

Gladio growls and takes control again, rapidly thrusting up and down. It was clear he was getting close to filling Noctis’ butt with a healthy amount of jizz and at this point, the prince was very excited for it.

“Fuck me, Gladio! Come inside me!”

“Of course. Once I breed you, you’re mine, got it?”

“Yes! Make me yours!”

Gladio’s other hand reaches down to also grip Noctis’ ass and he lets out one final growl as he blasts the prince’s love tunnel with semen. He pushes down on his ass, making sure his cock was embedded to Noctis’ very core, as he unleashes a torrent of man jizz.

The prince orgasms again at the feeling of his warm spunk coating the inside of his backdoor and shoots more seed all over Gladio’s abs. 

Gladio lays there, eyes closed, breathing heavily, as he rides out his orgasm and the afterglow. Noctis is uncertain how much the brute man came, but he looks underneath the two of them to see a large puddle of jizz.

Noctis giggles and says, “If that’s how much that leaked out, how much stayed in?”

Gladio shrugs, and says, “Who knows.”

He grabs the prince by the neck and pulls him into a forceful kiss. The two of them lay like that for a time, making out, and with Gladio’s half-erect cock still buried in his ass.

Noct whispers, “Ignis will find out… impossible to hide things from him.”

“Good.”

“Why?”

“Their dicks aren’t my size, but they still dwarf yours. You can serve them too, ‘prince.’ Or is it, princess?”

Noctis wondered that himself.