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Beastmen were large creatures. If the average human was just under six feet tall then the average beastman was ten. There were no females of the Beastmen species. The Beastmen mated with human women to produce offspring that always came out like the sire; the same species, male, and big.

These facts crossed Sterling's mind as he ambled up the ramp onto the large Brigantine on which many Beasts of the same kind, Lions, were employed.

Sterling was one of the many Princes of his country. He had never met all of his siblings. Sterling was one of last royal children to be born and so was never given many duties. All that was expected of him was to become educated, learn a skill or magic of some kind, make certain not to tarnish the image of the family, and other perfunctory duties of royal family members. Sterling had chosen to study magic in a scholarly fashion.

The Prince had pretty much the freedom to do what he wanted and had a monthly stipend that put most families' yearly earnings to shame.

As one of the last to be born, Sterling had the fortune of being raised by his own mother. His mother had taught him goodwill. Food, security, a home, travel expenses, and education were always provided so when he became of age and could spend his stipend however he wished, Sterling spent it almost all on charity.

The young man never indulged in a lavish lifestyle. Other than some magic grimoires for furthering his own education and some comfort foods, the youngest Prince had want for little else.

The royal stipend, even for one of the youngest royal children, was more than enough to fund multiple public projects. Sterling donated most of his stipend to schools and companies that had contracts with the royal family so they could improve workers' conditions, or to public works projects so roads could be improved and transportation established.

Sterling was twenty four years old when he boarded that ship. Donating his royal stipend had earned him some positive attention from his father, the King, and Sterling was dictated the first royal duty he had ever had in his life. Sterling was to be an ambassador to a smaller country.

Fortunately enough, Sterling did not dislike the idea. A charitable figure, even so young, was a good reputation to have in diplomacy. Sterling was also well rounded in his education as focusing in magic meant most of his studies centered around scholarly subjects, world history being one of them. A personal favorite subject to study was world cultures as each one had a different perspective on the application, the development, research and practical applications of magic.

Sterling chose to specialize in the recovery magic of all cultures, including his own. He wanted to learn them all and merge together the best magic concepts to discover something life changing. It was not a popular practice yet, but the young Prince saw it as field ripe for a breakthrough.

Sterling was shipped off with a merchant vessel. He had a couple months to study books on politics, the culture of the smaller country he was going to, and his own magic books to study. He even had a tutor every morning. The merchant vessel was quite large and there was a second ship following it, victulated with supplies for both crews.

Even though Sterling's voyage was public knowledge, there was no real need for any military vessels. The various elemental dragons that patrolled the trade routes from the skies and the sea dragons that were surely trailing the vessels provided the security they all needed.

By the end of the first week Sterling had read all the books he brought. He reviewed bits everyday, but, he focused his attention on the deck crew for the rest of the voyage.

The deck crew were mostly beastmen and to sate his own curiousity, Sterling investigated the members of the crew. Just like he first thought, all the Beastmen were of the lion variety.

When Sterling first stepped onto the ship he felt his stomach flip. Most of the crew wore little enough to cover their crotches, most not even their buttocks. They were strong from years of work on shipyards and vessels and their digitigrade legs were thick with muscle- so was the rest of their bulky frame.

The second reason Sterling's stomach flipped was he had not thought to learn a spell to settle his seasickness. It took him a couple days of focusing to calm nerves; forcefully with magic and meditation.

The lions were seemingly friendly, had toothy smiles, piercing gazes, were jovial with each other. They spoke of sailing, the wind and water currents, predicting the weather quite accurately without the use of magic, and spent much of their leisure time fishing.

Sterling tentatively introduced himself when he could to the lions and they were friendly, but the young man knew they could sense his nervousness. Sterling hoped that the smell of salt and ocean in the air would cover up the smell of his own excitement. The beastmen Sterling did approach spoke to him regardless of the human's shyness. They even shared jokes and poked fun at him all in good humor.

The deck crew mostly stuck with and spoke to each other and so Sterling found it awkward to try and interject at times. He was not sure why he wanted to be included, but Sterling often found himself staring at one of the lions or a group of them and they often noticed, which would have Sterling hurrying back to his room to review a chapter in one of his tomes.

It was a calm moonlit night when Sterling got to experience how the beastmen spent their free nights on the ship. He was up on the quarterdeck and leaning on the rail facing the fore of the ship. A couple of the deck crew were sitting on the ship rail on the port side and fishing with some fish heads.. One of the lions noticed Sterling and motioned him over with a come hither finger curl.

At first Sterling was unsure what the lion was twanted, until he realized the two crewmen wanted him down on the deck with them. He came down and stood between the sitting lions. They didn't seem worried at all to be sitting on the railing.

Sterling recognized the one who invited him over. A lion name Genji. It was one of the few names he could pronounce.

“Greetings Prince Sterling," Genji said, “How are your studies going?"

“Good," Sterling said, not wanting to say that he already finished all his reading. He didn't want to come off as posh or brag. Sterling looked over Genji who was wearing pants that day. White and black stripped ones, vertical stripes, and Sterling could tell there was nothing on underneath. Genji's fishing companion was wearing the skimpy loincloth most of the beastmen wore during the day. Sterling recognized the second lion as he was the only lion with an obvious physical impairment- one blinded eye from a past injury and covered with an eye-patch.

Genji smiled, amused at the shy oogling the Prince gave the lions on board.

“Your highness, you don't need to be so shy. Look all you want," Genji said and turned on his seat so he was straddling the rail, facing Sterling. The lion spread his knees and rubbed up his own inner thigh. He had a toothy grin.

“You, um, …" Both lions were looking at Sterling now, grinning. “I'm sorry," Sterling said and started to leave. The near naked lion put one large hard on Sterling's shoulder. It felt heavy and warm. It kept the human in place. Genji cupped his own crotch in his pants and squeezed. Sterling did not look away.

Genji leaned forward and down to bring his large mouth close to the human's eye level. Sterling heard Genji ask, “You royalty types ever slum it with beasts?"

“I, I do not know about any of my family, but.." Sterling felt the lion's hot breath on his face and stared at the lion's white teeth behind a hint of dark lips.

“But?" Genji prompted.

“I would not consider it 'slumming'," Sterling continued, “I think, I think you, all the lions on this ship are especially beautiful."

As soon as it slipped past his lips Sterling felt embarrassed. Describing such masculine and primal men as beautiful. He truly thought that, but it sounded so feminine. His embarrassment felt like a stone in his gut, heavy enough to sink the ship, when Sterling heard the lions chuffed in amusement.

“Beautiful…" There was a moment of silence before Genji whispered, “Would your highness accept an invitation down to the hold?"

Sterling's throat and mouth felt dry. The hold was where the crew, almost all lions, stayed. He had heard some stories about what sailors did in the hold on peaceful, worry-free nights out at sea. Sterling nodded without saying another word.

Genji and the other lion pulled up their fishing rods and tossed the baits overboard. Staying by either side of the Prince they lead the way to the door that shut off the stairs to the hold. It would be Sterling's first time down there.

Sterling and the other lion went ahead. Genji shut the doors behind them and Sterling looked back to see the lion putting a board across the door, effectively locking it from the inside. Genji smiled down at the Prince.

“To stop any interruptions," Genji said.

Sterling wondered what one might be interrupting, but he just nodded. His face was still flushed from before.

Leading the way now, Genji descended a flight of stairs and around the landing which opened up on either side to the hold.

From the top of the stairs Sterling had already heard raucous laughter, jokes, and could smell the hint of something that made him start to feel light headed. Now that he was in the hold the smell was strong and it reminded him of how he felt the first night out at sea. Genji's large hand steadied the young human.

Sterling garnered lots of attention right away. The hold fell into a silence that felt so alien compared to the lions' typical loud cheery natures. Barrels full of wine were all over and many of the lions were in circles all passing around a large pipe. The dizzying smell was coming from those.

Genji had the groups break up and form into a single, large, circular group. Genji and Sterling were almost in the middle of it. Cushions, crates, and barrels were rearranged. Genji sat down on a barrel. The lion abruptly pulled Sterling up and into his lap.

Genji, using one mammoth hand around Sterling's hip, pulled the Prince against his crotch and rumbled pleasurably. The raucous atmosphere was starting back up as the crew was getting the idea.

Actually, many of the lions came to Sterling and reintroduced themselves. They handed him a mug, a lion-sized mug, to drink from and offered one of their pipes. Genji took it and held the neck of the pipe towards Sterling's mouth.

“Try it," the lion murmured. A few of the crew were watching Sterling intently.

Sterling did and held it in, like Genji instructed, when he inhaled. After a while he exhaled slowly, blowing smoke coming out.

The lighting seemed to dim, the lions' eyes were shimmering a bit. Sterling felt a creeping throb in the back of his head. It was not an unpleasant experience, but distracting.

Genji lifted the pipe to his own mouth and puffed, expertly so, and said,

“Can't let you black out on us right now," The lion blew some smoke into the Prince's face, “the fun's starting"

Another member of the crew, the one who had brought Sterling some wine, chimed in.

“Glad you could join us before we got started," he said.

“Hmm?" Sterling hummed out. The throbbing pressure in the back of his head was growing.

“You're not getting outta here til' morning," the lion replied.

Genji dipped his head to speak softly into Sterling's ear.

“You'll be able to walk, but I might need to carry ya up those stairs."

More smoke clouded Sterling's vision. There was not a port-hole open in the hold and so the thickening cloud of smoke was dimming the light. The lions' eyes were glowing brighter.

Genji put the pipe in his mouth and snapping his fingers, the lights went out. It seemed like a kind of practical magic; room lighting.

The sudden dark made Sterling jump a bit, but Genji's large hand steadied the Prince in place, in his lap. All Sterling could see were glowing circles in the dark. Their eyes. There were so many, the prince had not tried to count the number of crewmen he was with.

He saw the soft emberous glow of some pipes. The smoke was starting to burn his nostrils. It was as if the darkness made the throbbing in the back of his head more intense.

Genji spoke again and loud.

“Strip, boy." It sounded like a command. Sterling's stomach tightened. He remembered-

Beastmen could see in the dark. They could clearly see him while he was practically blind. He felt vulnerable.

Still in Genji's lap, Sterling started to unbutton his shirt. He hurried when he felt Genji's body rumble underneath him. A large furry hand helped pull Sterling's shirt off him. Sterling realized that besides Genji who was fairly still, the other lions were striping him. His pants were practically torn away, almost taking Sterling with them.

It was Genji's hand that forced Sterling back into the smoking lion's lap. Genji's cock was erect and pressed against Sterling's back. It's heat made the air in the room feel cool for a moment.

Large, warm furry hands and fingers started grasping Sterling's legs and forced them apart. The human tensed up, then Genji spoke,

“Relax, we promise we're not gonna kill ya," and the lion ended with a low rumble, exhaling smoke down over Sterling's head. Sterling inhaled deep and the smoke burned his nose hairs. He noted that Genji did not say they wouldn't hurt him- which because of the lions' size was probably inevitable.

Sterling did relax and clawed fingers gingerly pinched and explored his body. A finger lifted his scrotum up and revealed his hole. Sterling swallowed in embarrassment. He could not see anything but the glowing eyes of the innumerable lions in the room. All of their eyes were focused on him. A somewhat blunt claw pressed in on his hole and he yelped.

As if in response to that yelp the claw pressed in deeper and Sterling squirmed. Genji's hands lifted Sterling's knees and exposed the human's hole completely. Another voice, it belonged to the one-eyed lion that was fishing with Genji, spoke and asked Sterling something.

“Is your highness an absolute virgin?"

Sterling, who was already disoriented by the dark, his rear being played with for the first time, and whatever the lions were smoking could not respond properly. He only whimpered. The lions took that as a yes and a brouhaha of rumbles and purrs filled the hold. Sterling whimpered louder.

The claw disappeared for a moment before another pair of hands got ahold of Sterling's buttocks. Two big and powerful clawed thumbs dug into his hole and pried it open. Sterling gasped his hole was forced apart and a flat, wide, raspy tongue slid over his tender flesh.

Sterling's hole clenched in reflex, but the digits keeping his rear end open did not budge. The resulting stretch made Sterling's cock throb and expel preseminal fluid. He had not noticed his own erection until then. A warm maw closed down around Sterling's cock and scrotum- whoever was now orally pleasuring the young man could fit the Prince's genitals in their muzzle without difficulty.

The tongue languidly dragging across Sterling's hole was pressing deeper and slipped inside. The feeling of the barbed tongue swiping against the inside of his rectum made Sterling squirm in Genji's grasp.

A hot cloud of smoke engulfed Sterling's face and he took a deep breath. Despite being in the dark for so long his eyes did not adjust and after another deep inhale of what the lions were smoking he was having difficulty telling which way was up- if it were not for Genji's body under him to orient the human.

The hot maws left his crotch and hole. Both areas were wet and felt cool and made Sterling shiver. Genji lifted the Prince up, the lion's massive hands under Sterling's knees, and another lion must have lined the glans of Genji's cock up with Sterling's hole. Genji lowered Sterling down onto the tip of his member. While there was warm spit to lubricate the Prince's rear, it still felt too dry, and the cock entering him too big.

Additionally, it truly was Sterling's first time engaging in any sexual activity.

“Ahh, wait, please…" Sterling finally spoke. The impending pain, and pleasure, brought the Prince back to his senses even with his head in the clouds.

Everything did seem to go still. A single glowing eye entered Sterling's view. The Prince remembered that one of the crew had only one eye. An older lion.

“What is it, boy? Did you want to stop?" The gruff voice belonging to the one eye asked.

It was not a question meant to intimidate the young Prince, but then Sterling felt like he had made a blunder interrupting the activities.

Sterling hurriedly spat out the first thing that came to mind to get things back on track.

“Please don't be gentle-" Sterling started to say, but an uproar of jovial, boorish approval drowned him out.

Genji lowered Sterling's knees so the one-eyed lion could put his meaty hands on the Prince's hips. Those meaty hands pressed down and Sterling's body reflectively tightened up, but the strength of a beast made it futile. Genji's glans spread Sterling's asshole open and with the aid of the spit inside the young man's hole and the gruff lion pressing Sterling down, Genji bottomed out inside the Prince pretty much immediately.

Sterling's scrotum met Genji's with a light smack and he cried out in spite of wanting to hold it in. The lions did not hesitate at Sterling's cry, in fact their furor seemed to grow louder than ever.

Working in tandem Genji and the one-eyed beast pumped the Prince's previously unplundered rump up and down, sliding Sterling's hole almost entirely off Genji's glans before slamming him back to the base.

Genji started to work thrusts into the rhythm. The sound of Genji's crotch smacking Sterling's ass filled everyone's ears, even through the sound of a hold full of lion beasts engaging in their own activities.

All the Prince could hear was the sound of his body smacking Genji's crotch, his cries each time that happened, and he felt his breath forced out of him upon every thrust.

Sterling seemed to be the center of attention again when he abruptly and loudly cried out,

“G-genji I'm going to-" and came. The Prince's voice whined and cried out with each spurt of cum from his cock. Sterling's body squeezed and spasmed around Genji's cock, buried to the hilt inside of him. Each time Genji's cock throbbed, pulsed with the lion's powerful heart, it pressed and milked Sterling's prostate. To Sterling this seemingly forced more seed out of the his body. Sterling must have expelled his cum hard and far enough to paint the one-eyed lion's chest and belly.

After that pause to listen to Prince Sterling ride out his first hands-free orgasm Genji spoke a few brief words,

“Why, if we had known you could blow from being taken like this, we would have started with your mouth," And with that Genji and the one-eyed lion resumed. Their pace doubled and was rapidly increasing until Sterling could not even gasp between each hilt into his rear.

Genji squeezed until his grip left bruises on Sterling's hamstrings. The one-eyed lion had released his grasp on Sterling's hips and let Genji take full control. Sterling realized why the lion in front of him had let go when he heard a deep rumble and felt hot fluid splash his face and neck.

Sterling did not expect the second and third streams of cum that covered the right side of his face and coated his cock, balls, and hole. Genji's cock still pumped in and out, dragging the cum into Sterling's rectum and in doing so further greased the young man's hole.

Genji rumbled and Sterling gasped, bracing himself for what was to happen. Genji's claws dug in and pierced Sterling's skin, something Sterling did not expect. Both the young human and the lion cried out together as Genji emptied himself into young royalty.

The Prince sat, balls deep, on Genji. With his hole stretched so tight only a trickle of cum mixed with a trace amount of blood spilled out of Sterling and down Genji's balls.

For a moment, everything seemed to have calmed down. A large hand grasped the back of Sterling's head and he felt a cock with glans barely able to fit in his mouth, foreskin pressed against his lips, give a single throb before his mouth was full of lion seed. Before Sterling could swallow a second shot forced the cum back, down his throat and up his nostrils with such force that it poured out of his nose. He coughed, but it was silenced as the large hand kept his mouth firmly sealed on the cock unloading into his face. Cum bubbled forth out around his lips and down his chin. When he was finally released he hacked and cough, forcing out globs of seed from his gullet and trachea.

Although Sterling was spent, laying back on top of Genji and panting to catch his breath, the crew was not going to permit the Prince time to rest.

Genji leaned back, still holding Sterling's legs up and apart, with cock still hard and inside Sterling practically to the balls. Clawed fingers slid themselves into Sterling, stretching the raw and tender anus. Sterling whimpered and finally wiped the cum from his eyes to try and see what was happening.

There were pairs of glowing eyes were lined up, starting between Sterling's legs. The owner of the fingers that intruded into Sterling's already occupied rectum started to slide the head of his cock between his fingers and Genji's shaft.

Even when Genji blew another cloud of smoke over Sterling's face the young human could still see the glowing orbs in the dark looking at what a messy state he was in. Sterling could not know for sure, but was convinced all the lions watching had a predatory grin on their faces.

Sterling inhaled sharply when the glans of the other mammoth cock incessantly found its way into his rear. He looked up, towards where that lion's head would be and saw one glowing eye.

Behind that were pairs of eyes, a string of them, waiting their turn in line.