The Entertainer/Sucker Prince

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"I'm hungry!" Said the boy. I smiled back at him, taking his hand. "Come on, let's get some grub, chum!" I said in a comical tone. We made way to the kitchen of the castle. Because of the lack of personnel, nobody was there but us. I've stood by the doorway, looking at the boy hunting for something to eat. He's pretty cute doing so, exploring everything and just trying to find that perfect snack.


Looking outside the room, not even a guard was about. You'd think it would be pretty secure, but no. Nothing. I've turned my back and...


"Look! Look!" The kid got a jar of pickles in his hands, lifting it to me. "Can you open it up? It's hard..." A frown plastered on his face, I pet his head "Sure thing, Kid! No green devil will defeat me!" And with that, I picked up the jar, easily opened it and hand it back to him. "There! Now you can show these greenies the meanie!" He sat on the ground, putting the jar just next to him. "Shouldn't we go eat those somewhere else...?" I've asked in a jolly tune, the kid still didn't have enough tact but I can't bother teaching him good matters. Not my job after all!


He began sinking his teeth into one of them and...Leave it in his mouth, sucking it up. I've stood still watching for a moment, then had to ask "What are you doing...?" He look back at me, a big smile on his face, removing the bitten pickle from his mouth...Not even a new bite pattern on it, if so lightly nibbled. "I'm drinking the juice!" He said, then lick up his hand a few times before sliding it to the pickle itself while looking at me then put it back in his mouth, still sucking it up.


Needless to say, this kid is making me hard...And nobody is around. Plus...I'm sure he'll accept...R-Right?


I got up and checked once more outside. No one, I've locked the entry just in case someone would come in, hopefully with my luck nobody will...Shouldn't be too long. Maybe. I then sat in front of him, giving him a smile, I've began to pat his head. "Say...I know a good trick. Do you like donuts...?" The little guy quickly responded with a "Yes!" "Do you know where the glazing comes from...?" "No?" He cocked his head while finishing his treat. I couldn't help grinning but... "Well i just happen to know the secret!" "Really?!" He said enthusiastically. "Yep!" I nodded back at him.


I've looked around in a comedy fashion, then back to him while whispering... "...But you have to promise me to keep it a secret! It's adult stuff!" With his two hands in a fist and getting up, he said "Wow!" "I know right? But sit down, nobody must know I'm teaching you that!" "Really? Why?" "Because if people know, you'll be in very deep trouble! Just knowing that recipe will throw you in jail!" I booped his nose. "...In your case, you'll be in your room for a long time, mister!" His eyes were full of curiosity at this point. He began looking around the kitchen.


"But where is it and how to we make it?!" He said, whispering. I beckoned him. "You know that pickle you were sucking up?" "You mean eating?" "Yes...But your actions were the very same technique you use for glazing!" "Huh?" "Here, sit down in front of me, I'll teach you!" And so he sat down, smiling. "You know how milk comes from a cow?" "Ohhh...But you're not meant to say that! There's two types of cows, and talking about that subject is a big nono!" Oh right, I forgot. He got into trouble once for reading about this subject before. "...But you like milk, yes?" "It goes well with cereals!" He chimed back.


"Well...What if i tell you that we have something good in ourselves that tastes great?" "In ourselves? What do you mean?" He cocked his head again. "You promise to keep it a secret, yes?" "Of course!" "Okay, I'm gonna show you the secret...Are you ready?" The boy nodded, smiling. "I am!"


With that, I've got up and taken down my pants, my erect member showing. The boy's smile turned into a frown. "Um...Why are you doing that?" I sat back on the ground, putting my back against the wall this time, rubbing my dick with a hand. "This is the secret! It comes right there from your meaty rod. You're still a kid so it won't do anything, but if you suck it up like you did to that pickle real good...Glazing will come out! It tastes great, and adults can't go a day without it!" He approached and set a hand on it, fiddling with the skin. "Really? That's the secret recipe? But that's where pee comes from!" "Yeah...But not when you're an adult! Your pee becomes white when you suck it good and gives that tasty glazing that donuts have!" "Adults are weird." "But it tastes good, right? You remember the taste?" He smiled back, still teasing the head. "Yeah! I bet it tastes great!" "Now I would never ask you to do something like that but...You had shown me some real effort back there, are you ready to try it on me?"


He approached once more, his lips nearing my fleshy rod. "Now, before you-" He began giving it a lick, then began sucking it up awkwardly. "Yeah...Just like that." I couldn't help myself but press a hand on his head and pet him. "Just know that it won't take a while until something comes out." I let him go at it, then instructed him to lick up my balls and play with them with his hands, and he does. He then look back at me "It's taking long!" I smiled back "Yeah..I'm slow on getting that out. Let me help you..." I've began to rub my dick. "Just keep your mouth ready, okay?" "Okay!"


I got up and positioned it in front of his mouth. The kid was just sitting there, ready to receive what was coming. After a moment, I finally released and cum got right onto him, staining his clothes and mouth. He began tasting it and... "Ewww...You sure that's glazing? It's not that good!" God damn that felt good. I've rubbed his head again with a big wide grin splattered on my face. "But that's because it's the donuts that makes it sweet!" "Bleh!" He said, wiping his mouth. "Must have felt good doing adult stuff, huh?" He looked at me...Actually, he was looking at my dick getting shorter. "Well...It did! I just didn't think it would end up that way." "Yeah, it's an acquired taste." "Like alcohol and cigarettes?" I had a small chuckle. "Yeah...Just like alcohol and cigarettes." I petted his head.