Featuring:Tomaddin and Hazmine meet, falling in love at first sight before being chased off by some royal guards. That night, Prince Hazmine was on a mission. When the servants and handmaidens finally left him alone, he managed to take out some raggedy clothing Haz had stolen earlier and quickly disguised himself. Haz snuck out of his sleeping quarters and hurried towards a tree that thankfully was taller than one of the walls, due to being on a bit of a hill. Just as he was about to start his climb, he felt something tug at his clothing. When he looked over his shoulder, he saw his tiger. “I'm sorry, Rajah. But I can't stay here - I have to have a life of my own.” Prince Hazmine said, crouching down and pulling the tiger into a snuggle. “I'll miss you.” Haz said before going to climb up the tree again. He scrambled up the tree trunk until he could climb onto the top of the wall. “Goodbye.” Hazmine said to the pouting tiger before disappearing. As the sun raised, lighting up the streets of Agrabah. Tomaddin and Brad were doing what they do best, which is stealing food of course. They spotted a watermelon stall, where a large, muscular man with light brown hair with a scruffy beard stood. He wore a yellow, unbuttoned shirt and a blue fez.
“Remember the plan?” Brad asked Tom as they watched from a distance. “You mean the plan that I came up with? Yeah, Brad. I remember.” Tom scoffed. “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the mud puddle.” Brad chuckled before going down an alleyway. “Alright, Tom, time to turn on the charm.” The street rat said under his breath, fixing his hair and strutting towards the sexy man. “Good morning Evans.” Tom smiled, coming over. “Hey, Tom… Not here to steal from me again, are you?” Evans questioned. “Wha-? Nooo… No, of course not. I only stole last time because I thought… Y'know, I paid the price with my ass.” Tom chuckled, caressing a watermelon with his finger tip. “No, you were repaying me from stealing from me the time before.” Evans reminded Tom. “Y'know, people get so bogged down in the technicalities.” Tom said. Meanwhile, behind Evans was Brad who was creeping towards the watermelons on the other side of the stall. “You slept with my son, as well.” Evans added. “Okay, in fairness, he was the one pinning me against the wall.” Tom defended. “You're lucky I still find you cute or the palace guards would be on their way right now.” Evans sighed as Tom watched Brad take a melon before quickly climbing up the side of a small building. “I’m flattered.” Tom chuckled. “Well, talk later.” He winked before walking away. He quickly climbed up the same building to find Brad looking smug as he held the melon, as they both stood on a roof. “Well done you flirty bastard.” Brad scoffed, gently throwing the fruit to Tom who caught it. “You too, stealthy.” He chuckled. “I swear if you give this to some fucking orphans, I’m gonna shove it up your ass instead.” Brad warned him. “Sounds hot.” Tom joked before finding a convenient knife on the floor and using it to cut the melon in half. Meanwhile, not so far away, was Prince Hazmine, who was curiously walking through the streets of Agrabah. He was coming across the different stalls, with people desperately trying to sell their products such as pistachios, vegetables, fish and jewellery cobbled together. Hazmine was in awe. He loved it. Experiencing the more real, crazy side of life was all he ever wanted. He wore a grey hood over his head so he wouldn't be recognised, with a baggy, brown set of clothes. Despite that, his elegance still stood out. On the rooftop nearby, the thieves were eating their melon but Tom spotted the beautiful prince - not knowing he was a prince. “Woaaaah…” Tom gasped, jaw dropping at the handsome man. “Um… Hello? Are you even listening?” Brad said, trying to regain Tom's attention as they had been mid-conversation. “Look at him. He's beautiful…” Tom sighed, dreamily. Hazmine approached a young boy who was longingly looking upon apples that were waiting to be sold. “Hey little boy. You want an apple?” He smiled, picking one up and giving it to the kid. “Enjoy.” Hazmine said as the kid eagerly hurried away. “And how are you going to pay for that?!” The man running the stall growled. “Sorry?” Hazmine frowned as the man grabbed the prince’s arm. “I-I don't have any money, sorry.” Haz said, nervously. “No one steals from me, THIEF!” The man spat. “Shit…” Tomaddin muttered, watching the scene from his rooftop. “Do you know what the punishment for stealing is?!” The man said as he placed Hazmine’s arm onto a table and took out a sword, clearly about to slice his arm off. “No please!!” Hazmine cried out, but as the street vendor went to swing the sword down, his wrist was caught. “Whoa, excuse me, kind sir, I'm so glad you found him!” Tom said, taking the sword out of the man’s hand and casually handing it to Hazmine. “What did I tell you? No picking apples!” He pretended to scowl at the prince. “What are you doing?” Hazmine whispered. “Just go along…” Tom mouthed. “You know this man?” The angry salesman said. “Yeah, he's my brother… He's just a little crazy, y’know?” Tom told him. “He said he knew the Sultan!” The large man growled, gripping Tom by his purple vest. “No, he thinks this monkey is the Sultan.” Tom scoffed, gesturing to Brad who was coming over. “Oh, real rich, rat.” Brad rolled his eyes. Hazmine got the hints. “Oh, wise Sultan, how may I serve you?” Haz asked Brad, bowing down. “I got some ideas…” Brad smirked. “Tragic, isn't it?” Tom sighed, picking up an apple from the stall behind the salesman’s back. “But no harm done.” He said, handing the apple back, smoothly. “Now come along, bro. Time to go see a doctor.” Tom said, taking Hazmine and leading him away. “Hello Doctor. How are you?” Hazmine said to a camel with an amused smile. “That's not a Doctor.” Tom chuckled. “Come on, Sultan.” But as he looked over, he noticed Brad had accidentally dropped a bag of apples. “What the-?” The salesman gasped. “Time to run.” Tom said to Hazmine - taking his hand. “COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE THIEVES!” The salesman shouted after Brad who was catching up to Tom and Haz as they sprinted away. Meanwhile, beneath the palace, Reynolds and Gavin were working on their master plan. On a large stone pillar sat a large hourglass, with Reynolds eagerly standing before it. Then, above it was a giant glass orb containing a cloud of red, violent smoke conducting aggressive boats of electricity. “Faster, Gavin!!” Reynolds barked at his sidekick. Gavin was in his human form, cranking away away at these cogs which were conducting a yellow electricity that was being sent into the big orb Reynolds stood beneath. “With all due respect, your to-be highness… Couldn’t we just wait for a real fucking storm!” Gavin complained, dripping in sweat. “Save your breath, Gavin. Faster and I'll reward you later.” Reynolds reminded him before placing the Sultan’s diamond ring above the hourglass. “Yes, o mighty sexy one!” Gavin grunted, still cranking and cranking. Electricity sparked and surged through the diamond and into the hourglass, causing the sand inside to start coming to life. “Part, sands of time. Reveal to me the one who can enter the cave…” Reynolds said in anticipation as the sand moulded into a person. A perfect copy of Tomaddin. “Yes… Yes… There he is… My diamond in the rough…” Reynolds sneered. “That's him?! That's it? That's the guy we've been fucking waiting for?!” Gavin said, frustrated before accidentally letting go of the crank, making the machine fizzle and spark. “Let's have the guards send him an invitation to the palace…” Reynolds smirked before laughing maliciously. “Almost there…” Tomaddin said, helping Hazmine climb up a building as the sun was setting. Thankfully they managed to escape the royal guards from getting a nice head start - however they split apart from Brad along the way. As Tom pulled Haz up onto the rooftop, the prince tripped and fell into the thief, who managed to catch him. “Oh, sorry!” He gasped before looking up into Tomaddin’s eyes as they held each other. They both just gazed into each other's faces, falling for their new companion. “I… I wanna thank you for stopping that man…” Hazmine blushed. “Oh, don't worry about it.” Tom half laughed before taking a plank of wood and using it to make a bridge to the building across from them. “Is this your first time in the marketplace?” He asked as he they both crossed. “Is it that obvious?” Hazmine asked. “Well… You do stand out.” Tom flirted as they stepped onto the next roof. “You don't seem to know how dangerous it can be here, though.” “I'll… Understand soon enough. I'm a fast learner.” Hazmine said. “Yeah? Well… C’mon then.” Tom whispered, taking Hazmine’s hand and leading him away. He took the prince to his home, which was still currently empty - Brad must not have returned yet. “Is this your home?” Haz asked as they stepped through rubble from where walls had deteriorated. “Yep. Just me and Brad, who… I’m sure he’s okay.” Tom nodded. “We come and go as we please.” “Sounds… Wonderful.” Hazmine muttered as they approached an open wall that looked out upon some of the city, as the sky was a fiery red. “Well… It's not much. But it's got a great view.” Tom smiled, gesturing out towards the palace. “The palace looks pretty amazing, huh?” “Oh… Yeah, real magical.” Haz rolled his eyes, sitting on the edge of what was left of a wall. “I wonder what it would be like to live there and have servants and valets.” Tom smiled. “Sure. People who tell you where to go and how to dress.” Hazmine sighed. “Wellll, it's better than here. You're always scraping for food and ducking the fucking guards.” Tom reasoned as he sat down beside Hazmine. “You're not free to make your own choices… You’re just…” Hazmine said. “Trapped?” Tom guessed, knowing the feeling himself. They both looked into each other’s eyes again, for a moment as their hearts beat like drums. “So… Ahem… Where are you from?” Tom asked, feeling nervous… Something he hadn't felt for a long time. “Doesn't matter. I ran away and I am not going back.” Hazmine sighed. “Really? How come?” Tom asked, caringly. “My father’s forcing me to get married to a girl…” Haz sighed. “Oh.. That's awful.” Tom said, looking a bit disappointed. “I don't want to marry a girl… I wanna marry a guy and for love.” Haz explained, still looking into Tom’s face with pure admiration. “I… I wish there was something I could do to help…” Tom whispered, placing a hand on Haz’s knee. “I think there is…” Haz muttered before the two leaned in to kiss. The innocent kiss soon turned into something much more heated. Hazmine’s hands pushed Tom’s waistcoat off his arms as the two began making out, passionately - like a love between them was sparking out of control. “W-Want to take this to the bed?” Tom whispered, breaking off. “Definitely.” Hazmine nodded. They both stood up and as they went to the mattress, the Prince took off his raggedy robes, leaving him in just his blue, boxer briefs with his muscular body exposed. “Wow… You're… Beautiful.” Tomaddin muttered, staring at the man who was secretly a Prince. “You too.” Hazmine said, wrapping his arms around the Street Rat’s waist. They both crashed their lips together as they soon dropped onto the mattress. Tomaddin laid on top of Hazmine as they hungrily kissed, feeling their muscular bodies pressing against each other. Tom couldn't believe how much he already loved this complete stranger, whose hands were groping his ass through the baggy pants. “Mmm fuck me…” Tom whimpered between kisses. “Oh yeah, you want it, baby?” Hazmine whispered, squeezing the ass tightly. “I need it…” Tom nodded, desperately before taking one of Hazmine’s nipples into his mouth. “Mmmm yeaaaah… That's it, baby…” Hazmine purred, gripping Tomaddin’s hair as the boy began worshipping his body. Tom couldn't remember being this hard over someone before as he was tracing the man’s defined lines with his tongue, making sure to give his whole body enough attention. Eventually, Tom’s fingers gripped the waistband of Haz’s boxers and pulled them down. The 8 and a half inch meat sprung free, making Tomaddin drool. “Wow…” He muttered, wrapping his fingers around the base. “Go for it, baby.” Hazmine smirked. Tom smirked before taking the cock into his mouth, deepthroating the shaft like the show off he was. “Oh, holy shit!” Hazmine gasped, surprised. He watched in awe as his new friend worked his cock, moving his head up and down better than any of the guards in the palace could. Hazmine gripped the stranger’s hair and felt the warm mouth going up and down his shaft. “Wow, you're really good at that…” Hazmine groaned, feeling the tongue swirl up his meat. “Your cock tastes so good, baby.” Tom whispered before taking one of his balls into his mouth. “Ohhh yeaaaaaahh…” Hazmine purred, feeling the boy gently suck on each of his sweaty balls individually. “Shit, get up here you beautiful bastard.” Hazmine growled, gripping Tom by the hair and pulling him up into a kiss. They both begun making out passionately, running their hands all over each other whilst their tongues played until soon, Hazmine pushed Tom over onto his back, so the Prince was on top. “I need your ass.” Hazmine whispered between kisses. “I want to taste it.” He added and Tom took the hint. “Don't hold back.” Tomaddin said as he rolled onto his stomach and lifted his still-clothed ass. Hazmine gripped the waistband of the raggedy, baggy pants and pulled them down, exposing the most beautiful, round, hairless, sexiest ass Hazmine had ever seen. “Oh my God, you’re fucking perfect, aren't you?” Hazmine whispered, squeezing the asscheeks. “Perfect for you.” Tom smirked, giving his butt a wiggle. “Damn right.” Hazmine half laughed before leaning down, spreading the asscheeks apart before running his tongue up the crack, past the hole, sending a wave of shivers up Tom’s spine. Then, the Prince buried his face into Tomaddin’s hole and his tongue began pushing it's way deep inside the street rat. “Ohhhh fuck yeah…” Tom blurted out, fingers gripping the mattress as he felt Hazmine’s tongue burrow into his ass. “Shit that feels good…” Tom whimpered as Hazmine massaged his asscheeks whilst devouring his insides “Your ass tastes so good, baby.” Hazmine said into his butt, muffled as his tongue lapped at the hole. “Hello?!” A voice called out. Hazmine pulled his face out of Tom’s ass before soon seeing Brad stepping inside “Well, I should've expected this.” He scoffed. “I just escaped the guards, by the way.” “Brad, he’s amazing.” Tom muttered. “Well then, whilst he fucks you, I'll fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” Brad smirked, taking off his vest. “Sounds like a plan to me.” Hazmine smirked as he watched Brad’s pants fall to his ankles, letting his cock free. Tomaddin was on his hands and knees, while Hazmine pressed his shaft against his hole. Meanwhile, Brad was in front of him, slapping his own cock against his best friend’s face. “I think he's ready for it.” Brad smirked after Hazmine spat on his cock. “Oh, please give it to me. I need it.” Tom said, desperate. “How could I ever say no to an ass like this?” Hazmine half laughed before slowly pushing his cock into the tight hole. It was like nothing he had ever felt before. This stranger’s ass was so tight, hot and welcoming. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his fingers gripped the boy’s hips as he continued to fill the boy up. Meanwhile, Tom was also in ecstasy as he felt the meat sliding into him. It was so thick and everytime it throbbed he let out a quiet moan. “Shit, you're amazing.” Tom hissed as Hazmine watched the boy’s back muscles flex. “You too, baby.” Hazmine said, beginning to move his hips back and forth. “C’mon, Tommy, get that mouth to work.” Brad smirked, before pushing his cock into the eager mouth. Hazmine couldn't help but appreciate the sight in front of him. Watching the back of Tom’s head start bobbing up and down on the sexy, muscular man whose chest was particularly impressive. “Shit, you two are amazing…” Hazmine grunted, starting to pick up speed as Tom’s ass was thrusting back to meet him halfway. “Mmmm yeah, he feels good, doesn't he?” Brad purred, thrusting into Tom’s throat as well, gripping his hair. “He feels amazing…” Hazmine groaned, realising he might be in love with this total stranger. “H-Harder…” Tom said around Brad’s shaft. Haz didn't need telling twice. Gripping Tom’s hips hard, he began slamming his hips into the boy's bubble butt. Tom moaned loudly around the cock in his mouth, feeling the best cock he's ever experienced. It was the perfect size in length and thickness - hitting his prostate just right. “Oh yeaaah, he fucking loves it.” Brad smirked, feeding his own precum down Tom’s throat. “He feels so good! Holy shit! His ass is heaven…” Hazmine moaned, loudly. “Yeah, give it to him… He fucking loves it!” Brad muttered, feeling Tom’s drool drench his meat as he continued fucking the throat. This went on for quite a while, all three of them gradually getting sweatier and sweatier, beginning to glisten. “Fuck! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!” Hazmine moaned, still pounding away into Tom's hole. “Me too!” Brad grunted. “Mmfff!” Tom said around Brad’s cock, signalling he wasn't too far off, himself. Hazmine reached down and began stroking Tomaddin's cock whilst kissing the boy’s shoulder as he continued rutting his hips into the beautiful ass. Then finally, Hazmine sank his teeth into Tom’s skin and thrusted deep into the street rat’s ass. “Argh fuck! Mmmmmm fuckkk…” Hazmine gasped into Tom’s flesh as he felt his cock erupt inside the hole. Tom moaned around Brad’s shaft as he felt Hazmine unload deep inside his ass. “Oh yeah! Fuck I'm gonna cum… Oh fuck… Oh fuck… ARGH FUCK!” Brad blurted out as his cock unloaded into Tom’s mouth. Tom struggled to keep up and swallow every drop, as he was close to cumming as well. Some ended up dribbling out the corner of his mouth as the two boys shot their loads in both of Tom's holes. Hazmine continued pumping his hand up and down Tom’s shaft, through his own climax, hoping to make the city’s slut cum. And he soon did. When Brad finally let his cock slip out of Tom’s lips and Hazmine continued to thrust his sensitive cock back and forth into Tom, the boy was finally sent over the edge. “Argh fuck! Mmmmmm yeaaaah, it feels so good…” Tom whimpered, limbs feeling weak as he began spraying his load all over the mattress below them. When he finished, Hazmine pulled out of the boy and soon, all three of them collapsed onto the bed, panting and shining in sweat. Tom and Hazmine couldn't believe it. They couldn't believe how in love with each other they were, despite barely knowing each other The three of them laid on the mattress, breathing heavily. Tom couldn't stop thinking about how much more he enjoyed the sex with Hazmine than any of the other one night stands in Agrabah. He was about to break the sweet silence but Brad beat him to it. “Do you guys hear that?” He whispered before getting up and crawling to the open wall. “What is it?” Tom asked. “The guards… The-They've found us!” Brad blurted out. “Get your clothes on! Now!” Tom instructed Hazmine. By the time they all scrambled to pull their clothes on, the guards came bursting into the ramshackled home. “Here you are!” A guard barked. “They're after me!” Hazmine gasped. “My father must have sent them…” He panicked. “Do you trust me?” Tom asked Haz as he stood at the edge of the open wall, as the guards got ever closer with their swords. “What?” “Do you trust me?!” Tom questioned again, putting his hand out. “Yes?” Haz said, taking the hand. “Then jump!” Brad shouted before leaping off. Tom and Haz followed, falling off the ledge and tearing through some tarp on the way before finally landing into an abandoned building, on a pile of sand. “Come on!” Tom shouted but just as they ran out, he crashed into another royal guard - one he recognised from the day before. “We just seem to keep running into each other, don’t we, street rat?” The guard growled, grabbing Tom by the vest. Brad came up behind the guard and kicked the back of his knees, making the guard bend over in shock, releasing Tom. “Run! Get out of here!” Tom blurted out but before they could even try sprinting again the only exit out of the alleyway was blocked by more guards. A couple of them grabbed Brad and began taking him away. “Noooo!!!” He cried out. “It's the dungeon for you, boys!” A guard said, gripping Tom’s vest and also throwing him to the guards who grabbed him. “Hey, get off!” He said, trying to break free from their grasp. “Let him go!” Hazmine shouted, hitting the guard in the giant bicep. “Looky here, men! A street mouse!” He said, throwing Hazmine to the ground. “Unhand him! By order of the prince!” Hazmine insisted, lowering his hood. Once the guards realised, they bowed their heads. “Prince Hazmine?” The guard muttered. “The Prince?!” Tom gasped, amazed he just got fucked by a Prince. “What are you doing outside the palace?!” The guard questioned. “And with this… Street rat?” “That's not your concern. Do as I command. Release him!” Hazmine commanded. “I would, Prince, but my orders come from Reynolds. You'll have to take it up with him.” The guard said as the others continued taking Tomaddin and Brad away. “Believe me, I will…” Hazmine growled.
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