Johnathan felt the other man's forehead, and he indeed had no fever of any kind. "Go to the doctor Porky, my doctor, not that shitty servant doctor." He said, looking down at the other man's drawn face. "This isn't a favor. The hole I fuck needs to be healthy, my whistle needs to be clean." He added defensively, rising out of the intimate setting.

At this time three servants arrived with the food the Prince had ordered. They set it down and left, all staring enviously at Nathaniel as they did so. "Oh, they want me baby piggy. What you gunna do?" He asked, as he sat down to eat. "Consume food first, I hope."

"WHat can I do? They are all yours for the taking. I'll take my food and eat by the toilet where I feel I'll throw it all back up." Nathaniel grabbed the food and slid a grape past his lip and chewed. He drunk down tea, the mint cleanign his breath. it was nice, eating like a prince. "You have the best job in the world. You choose who to fuck, you get a great bed and great food. You get oral beneath the dinner table, hand jobs and sex at a snap of his fingers. It's amazing." Nathaniel said and grinned. "So not right..." He muttered. His eyes trailed after the male as ate slowly. "But I am jealous. So very jealous. I want you all to myself."

"I wouldn't worry about it, the first one grunts like a pig during rutting season, and the other two are girls." Johnathan said. He actually preferred women over men, but as royalty he could not risk creating royal offspring out of wedlock, as such he either had sex with men, or had very sex safe with women. "And it's not as easy as you think. Everyone's looking up to you, plus you do have to do work. There are a lot of obligations." Johnathan chuckled to himself, "of course it's a privileged life though." He added, finishing the last of his meal.

"I dont want to know what you say about me behind my back." Nat said and laughed lightly, chewing on another grape and then leaning against the wall, legs spread with the food on the floor in front of him. "I mean other than being mean about my weight." He knew his lover was just teasing him and there really wasnt a real reason to take offense to it. It was Johnathans way of saying he loved Nat for his services. Nat pushed his food away from him and frowned. "Im not hungry..."

Johnathan could almost feel the vein in his head throb when Nathaniel pushed his food away. There was only so much moodiness one man could take before he snapped, and Johnathan had a particularly low tolerance.

"Yeah, you can go prepare my bath now. And no talking." He said, continuing to eat his meal.

Nathaniel bowed his head and started heating up the water for his bath. Johnathan was mad at him. Nathaniel truly hated it when he was aggravated. He kept his mouth shut and kneeled by the tub. He wasn't supposed to talk but when the water stopped he'd figure the prince would know to come in for the bath. Nathaniel needed to wash up but would wait until JOhnathan was done. No reason to piss him off further.

When he heard the water for his bath stop running Johnathan wiped his mouth and sauntered over to the tub. Slowly taking off his clothes he looked at Nathaniel kneeling by the tub, "Thanks." He said perfunctorily. "You can go." With that Johnathan fully disrobed and slid into the warm, comforting water. He was slowly beginning to feel like his old self, relaxed and fed as he was.

Nathaniel frowned and opened his mouth, then shut it. He was being dismissed. He never got dismissed until Johnathan was truly tired. That usually came after multiple bouts of sex and... He rolled his eyes, put down the males soap tray and stood up, walking out of the room still staying silent. Dismissed. What was he supposed to do now? He was used to being too tired to function properly when he was dismissed so he'd just go to bed. But he wasn't tired, he was just feeling... sad. Why was he dismissed?!

He bit his lip, and decided cleaning was best. He knew that that wasn't in the entails of dismissal but... what else could he do. Johnathan had ordered he was only supposed to help the Prince. That meant he couldn't help cook or... anything, really.

After Nathaniel left, Johnathan took a long luxurious bath, before stepping out and dressing for the day. He hoped that Nathaniel went to the doctor's as instructed, he had been acting strange. He felt a little guilty for his abrubt dismisel of the man, but he was ruining his mood. Having eaten, bathed and dressed, Johnathan was ready for the day. Popping outside his room briefly he told his guard to have someone sent to him. Prince Johnathan was in the mood to ravage, and the next person that walked through that door was getting it.

The doctor was more confused than anything. He kept saying 'hmmm' and 'i wonder...' until they got into a long line of his sexual habits. "Are you sure you're not a girl?" The doctor asked and Nathaniel slid off the chair. "No. Full guy. You saw me, that's guy material! Gah, I'm going back to work!"

"Don't stress yourself, you could hurt the baby."

"I'm NOT PREGNANT! I'm a boy." He grabbed his package. "SEE?!" He then left the room, growling. He went to go and tell his lovely idiotic Prince to fire his truly dumb doctor. "Johnathan! You're doctor needs to be banned from the castle. Guess what he said?!" He said, walking into the male's room, more mad than worried about what his Prince could be doing at the moment.

When Nathaniel walked into the Prince's chambers there was a maid on her knees, servicing the Prince. As soon as Johnathan spotted Nathaniel he looked up. "Thank God you're here, this bitch is totally worthless." He said, pulling out and stepping away from the girl. "Honestly, she could barely get me hard with those cow eyes anyway." Looking down he saw that the maid was still in the same position, with tears beginning to form in her eyes. "Um... You can go." He said, watching as the girl beat a hasty retreat from the room.

"First of all, don't barge in my room yelling like that. You're my consort, not the King himself, don't get cocky." Johnathan said, pulling up his pants, "Second, what did my doctor say?"

Nathaniel walked to the male and sighed, fixing his outfit. "He said..." He took the males hands away from his pants and slid to his knees. "That I'm pregnant. Now shhh, and let me finish the job she started." He said and frowned. he needed this, the normalcy of it. He glanced up at his prince as he pulled the pants back down and removed his own top and set it under his knees. He'd been doing this too much recently to play stupid and hurt his knees again.

Though Johnathan was glad that Nathaniel would be finishing the job the girl started, the other man's statement left him dumbfounded. "How could you be preggers? You're a dude." Looking at Nathaniel's now bare chest, he saw that what he assumed was a developing love handle was actually a fairly frontward growing stomach. It did look like a pregnancy belly. "I mean, I can see how she thought that. That's what you look like. But you'd think the fact that she's a doctor would let her look beyond that. To the fact that you have a penis for example." Letting his mind drift to the pleasant experience he was feeling, he stopped talking for a minute. His hazy mind snagged on something else though, "You're not like one of those weird people that has both are you?" Johnathan asked, then thinking back to the years that Nathaniel spent as his consort. "No way, I would have noticed."

Nathaniel pulled away, leaning back and looking at him. "Really, Prince Johnathan? You WOULD have noticed if I had both, because you tend to try and screw every hole on my body. So. No. I can't be pregnant. I'm a guy. She's just crazy and I'm just fat." He watched his eyes hesitantly, waiting for the go ahead to finish him off, but somehow, he knew it wasn't the same. he got the male thinking and now he wouldn't get him to stop. Great.

"She can't really be that incompetent can she? I mean no one sees a fat guy and goes 'oh hey, I bet he's got a bun in the oven!' right?" Johnathan said, nudging Nathaniel back towards his member. Just because he was talking didn't men the other guy could slack off.

Thinking deeply, Johnathan became concerned. "I'm going to have to send you to another doctor Nathaniel. This one's clearly a bit daft." He finished, letting his mind drift back to pleasure. "Yes, that's it. I'll have another Doctor see you later today, then we'll get the whole thing straightened out."

After the deed was done, he pulled the males pants up and smiled. "Okay, fine. New doctor. Where are you going to find a better doctor than that one? You'd have to travel to get them." He said and kissed the males lips softly. "I really want sex next time. My birthdays this weekend, and my throat is starting to hurt." He whispered and pouted. "Please?" No last name but a birthday. He got to choose it. He chose the day he first met the Prince.

Johnathan sighed with contentment after they finished. He always enjoyed all of Nathaniel's talents. "Sure, sure. I've only been so neglectful because I've been busy. I had all those battle plans to draw up over the last few months. Tonight even, I have that damn ball to go to." Remembering the ball he sighed to himself. Royal ladies and men would be there, the lot of them. Which meant a bunch of tight asses that would try and gain his favor. Boring.

He walked over to his bed and plopped down, preparing to take another nap. A lazy prince he was indeed. "Don't worry, we won't need to travel, go to one of the merchant doctor's in town, I'll pay for it. We don't need a better doctor just one that isn't batshit crazy." Johnathan grabbed at one of his pillows and then closed his eyes. "Thanks for helping me out Nathaniel, I'll return the favor on your birthday."

Nathaniel nodded, kissing the males palm. "I'll be back in time to prepare you for the ball." He said and smiled. "I'm glad you're my Prince." He whispered and smiled quietly, then touched his chest and sighed, before backing away, picking up his own shirt and sliding it over his thin frame, other than the large belly, it was really just a small bump. But it didn't make himself feel better.

A few hours later nathaniel reentered the castle. He padded up to his lovers room and crawled into the Prince's bed and wrapped his arm gently around the older male. "They all think I'm women. They all think I'm pregnant. One asked to see my vag. He was very shocked."

Slowly waking to hear Nathaniel's complaints the Prince laughed to himself, "Well I guess that's it then. My boy's pregnant and there's nothing we can do about it. Do you like the name Leo? I really like that name for a boy. Annabell for a girl is good too..." The Prince joked, slowly waking. "Tomorrow. Tomorrow we'll find you a proper doctor that's not a complete idiot." He said, stretching before rising to stand by the bed. "But for now you've got to dress me to act the part, Prince that is."

Nathaniel frowned and nipped the males lip and frowned. "Be good. And I hate the name Leo. How about Mikale?" He teased and slid off. "Come on, purple or blue?" He asked and went to his wardrobe. He opened it and pulled out two suits. "And what about Malorie Leigh-Anne for a girl?" He asked, continuing the name game. It was just a game, there was no way he was pregnant.

"Blue Nathaniel, always blue. What are you new?" He asked, striding toward the bathroom to freshen up. "Your names are stupid! Leo is a wonderful name for a boy. And remember they'd be royalty! They have to have prestigious names. How about ... Ella for a girl? That's a lovely name!" Johnathan continued to joke, even affecting a tone of fatherly pride.

"I like Ella. I still hate Leo. Choose a different one. We could name it... Johnathan. No that's a terrible name. How about Ryan? Or Cameron? Or Riley!" He asked and started dressing the male. Once done he frowned. "Your hair, Prince... It looks all... sex worked." He reached up and smiled. "I really don't like Leo. You'd never really name your son Leo... would you?"

Johnathan huffed with false indignation. "I will name my son whatever I please!" He half shouted, dropping to his knee before Nathaniel, and placing a mocking kiss on his rotund belly, "This is my child after all! Unless my man is harlet? A cheat!?" He added, barely able to keep the laughter from his voice. "Oh the agony, how shall I live!?" He added, dropping to the floor in false sorrow. Johnathan fell into a fit of laughter, stopping only to interject, "I also quite like the name Wilder." Before he began to laugh again.

"Wilder?! Johnathan!! You can't EVR name your children these horrible names!" He fixed his hair why he was down there and grinned, licking his lips. "This is nice, you on your knees in front of me...." He realized he was out of character. "I'm sorry Prince. I'm... horny. Oh Gods I'm more so than normal. I've been crazy. I don't know, I feel bad for it though. I'm sorry." He whispered and leaned down, kissing the male. "Your hair looks fine."

"Nathaniel. Are you trying to seduce me, saying that you're horny?" Johnathan chuckled, in a brilliant mood from his antics. "I'll go down on you right now. Totally rock your world. You just have to agree to name our child Wilder. Even if it's a girl!" He said, laughing even harder as he got closer to the other man, nuzzling his crotch with his face. Pressing open mouthed kisses onto his member through the thin fabric of his pants. "Come on what's a tiny concession like that between friends!?" He asked, slipping down the man's pants.