James pov James

I opened my eyes to a large stone protruding from the ground. My hands are feeling the pictures on the face of the stone, it read, 'Only two that are made one may whisper the name to pass the stone.' As I look around in the circle of trees, I see the entrance, and a grassy path leading to a cottage in the far off distance. I continued to look around, and to my surprise, I find Duke missing. The Sea of Flowers is gone too. I began to feel that I was not where I should be. So I continued to look around me, and see a young girl running up towards me.

"Ran, Ran, can you read what they say?" asked the girl as she got closer. I could see she was out of breathe from her jolt here, but that didn't stop her. She reached out and hung beside stone waiting for me to answer her.

I looked down, and sure enough, I knew what it said. 'Only two that are made one may whisper the name to pass the stone.' I looked back at the girl, and then the stone again.

As I looked down to the young girl again, I noticed that she looked to be about 8. She tipped her head to one side as she spoke, leaving her red pigtails uneven to framing her round face. After noticing her, I looked down at myself. My clothes are different too; dirty, torn, the skin on my legs were showing all the way to my mid thigh, my arms were not covered at all, and my chest was bare. 'These are not royal clothes.' I thought to myself, 'This is...is...pulpar clothes!' In shock, I look back at the young girl beside me.

Noticing that there was something wrong, the young girl reached out, grabbed my hand from the stone, and was pulling me towards the house, dismissing her prior question. "Come on, Mom said that dinner is ready, and Thom is waiting too. "

'Oh great. Here we go again. More people telling me what to do and/ or how to do it. I can't even marry the one I love because of duty, all because Royal Grandfather wants more land and resources.'

I looked down to her and replied, "Then shall we be going, My Lady. Please show the way." Raising my other hand and pulling it across my chest in a regal bow. I pulled up just in time for her to jerk me forward towards the cottage.

Following her out of the tree line, we headed for the house on foot. Once we reached the house, and to my surprise, there was a grand feast spread out on the huge banquet table with benches on either side. There were settings around the table in white with little flowers on them, clear tumblers, and silver silverware. She released my hand at the door, and headed to the back of the house into what looked like a void saying, "Do you want milk or juice?"

A mature female voice came out of the void in the back of the house. "Cindy dear, your brother always wants milk. Go get the pitcher, and fill glasses. Thom, come in here, and bring Dad."

'Your brother? I am an only child. I am the Heir Prince. Brother?' I thought to myself.

Suddenly long thin hands came from behind me, around my waste. I could feel the breathe on the back of my neck. The sensation sent my thoughts racing in my head. 'Kim? It must be. He is the only one who would try to touch me like this,' I turned into a child like man, I instinctively wanted to hugging him back, and smiled.

"Hi, Baby. How was your travel to the front 40? I missed you." I heard whispered into me ear. My heart was betraying me. I longed to hear those same words from my Kim, and yet I was hearing them from this man. Who is he? How can he be the one that sent my heart racing?

"What?" I replied. Not knowing what to say. I pulled back to look him in the eye. It was just then that Thom looked back at me with hurt filled eyes one second, and then laughed as if it wasn't true.

"Gotcha," he yelled. "You are so easy to tease, Ran." He said looking away. He then slapped my shoulder, and went to sit down at the table. I stood there for a moment from the shock of being touched and spoken to like that. Never have I been touched in such a way, not even Kim would think of such a thing, and then, I yurned for it to happen again. Just the contact if nothing else.

"Sit, Ran," said the mature woman, pointing to the spot beside Thom. Thom patted the seat as she spoke, with a smile. Feeling apprehensive, I walked over and sat down. Looking around the table longer, it became clear that this was informal as the large man picked up a dish, served himself, and passed the dish to the mature woman. Soon everyone was served, and we began to eat. In conversation, I found out that the mature man and woman was Mom and Dad, as Cindy called them. They seemed nothing like Royal Mother and Royal Father, more homey. Thom was actually a step brother, and Cindy was a step sister.

I picked up my fork, and reached for some food from my plate, when I felt a hand on the inside of my thigh. I glanced down and followed the soft hand to Thom beside me. I felt it move slowly down to my knee, and then make its way back up towards my groin. His hand was in a constant motion of light to heavy touches moving from the outside to the inside of my thigh, and every now and then brushing the growing member. As it sent shivers all through me, all I could think about was that moving hand. I continued to eat trying to show no emotion to the wanderful assault happening to me. At one point, I closed my eyes, and turned to Thom, looking into his eyes thinking why can't you be Kim. This onslaught continued until I couldn't take it any longer. I finally reached down, grabbed his hand, and placed it on my bulging cock. Forcing him to touch, and rub it through the tight fabric until a bead of cum came through the fabric. The look of shock reflected back at me, as in I did something wrong. Not yet satisfied from the playing, I excused myself from the table, and headed out the house, hoping no one noticed the aftermath of the onslaught on the front of my...