IMPERFECT RECITAL
While the prince's piano recital was ongoing inside the banquet of the manor, one of the minor butlers was peeping through one of the windows of the hall where the concert was ongoing. He saw a big grand piano in front. The young, debonaire royal was passionately fingering on the keys.
The butler smiled. He knew that the prince had practiced many hours in order to prepare for that recital. Although he was far out of line in terms of succession to the throne, the prince had to be at his best behavior and had to have an expertise to show the world. He chose the performing arts.
He was the butler assigned for this prince's meals. So, he knew how hard this man practiced. After his studies and government work in the day, he would spend hours in the night playing the piano.
After a piece ended, the audience applauded. The butler decided to go back to the kitchen. The recital will finish soon. And he had to have a comforting meal prepared for the prince.
Two hours after, he visited the prince's room. He was bringing a tray of newly cooked food. He did not find the prince in his study table where he usually is.
The butler looked around the large room and found the prince standing in the corner. He looked exhausted.
"What took you so long?" the prince asked.
The butler bowed, "I thought you'd be staying longer to greet your spectators."
The prince walked, got a glass of wine, and drank it, "I left early. I was too terrified of socializing. Also, the musicians I admire did not attend. Maybe they did no
t think I was good enough. And they're right. I made seventeen mistakes. Seventeen!"
t think I was good enough. And they're right. I made seventeen mistakes. Seventeen!"
The butler held his hand. "What did I tell you about your compulsions to be perfect."
"I'm a royal. It's not a compulsion it's an expectation," the prince argued.
"Well, I am not a royal to relate to that. But I know how to make you feel better."
The prince smiled and kissed him. With his free hand, he hugged the buttler tightly. They shared an ilicit intimate relationship unbeknowst to the world.
After the embrace, the butler asked, "Did you want your meal first or me?"
"You..." then the prince started removing his clothes. The butler followed suit.
The prince sat on a stool, and the butler sat on him. The butler felt the engorged cock enter his hole. Their naked bodies held each other tightly as they fornicated.
Their moans made music in that room that night.
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