Chapter 3 (2/2)

His large hands touched Ernst’s small sack. He held it in his palm, and with the fingers of his other hand, kneaded it as he washed. He did so with a serious look, taking care not to make it hurt. Though Ernst felt as if his thighs were trembling, his small manhood still hung down lifelessly. Thick fingers gently picked it up, and the servant enveloped Ernst’s slender and small manhood in his large hands. As if handling an incomparably precious treasure, the servant’s unrefined hands moved slowly.

Something swirled in Ernst’s stomach. Once he finished washing here, everything would be over. Yet, Ernst felt like he had grasped something. Something inside him was awakening from servant’s hands. Ernst couldn’t bear to let this end without knowing anything. Right now, if he could take hold of that ‘something’, he felt like he would be able to live as a ‘man’ from now on.

When the washing had ended, Ernst quickly touched the thick arm that had just been about to leave. Just at the touch of Ernst’s thin fingers, the servant stopped moving. Thinking it was good that the servant had stopped moving, Ernst began to rub against that large hand between his legs. This large, thick, and hot hand, which could easily cup both Ernst’s balls and cock within its grasp. Like this, Ernst had clenched the servant’s hand between his thighs, and he clung to the servant’s arm. Ernst’s cheek came closer to the servant’s muscular arm as he gently reached toward the servant’s groin.

The large man’s groin was tightly bound by thick cloth. Wanting to know the shape of it, Ernst stroked it with his thin fingers, but he couldn’t make anything out due to that thick cloth in the way. Ernst ardently rocked his thin hips, grinding against the muscular hand between his legs. The servant just let it happen to him, and did not move or have any reaction at all.

Ernst heard a drop of water fall from the ceiling into the bath.

A sigh escaped Ernst, like the sound of someone who had resigned themselves and given up. He stood as if nothing at all had happened just now. His small manhood still hung down without having shown any change whatsoever. Ernst glanced down at that useless decoration. When he had been touched by the manservant’s hand, when the manservant had touched him of his own volition, Ernst had lost control of himself. But Ernst didn’t have any regrets. He didn’t think it was awkward. This was the end of any relation he had to the royal palace. Whatever happened now, by tomorrow, everyone would have their minds full of only thoughts about the new Crown Prince.

The manservant gently poured the water on him. Ernst bathed in the hot bath, laughing at himself mockingly.

It was such a large bathtub, for no reason at all.

Early in the morning, Ernst got on the carriage. There wasn’t any breakfast today, either. There was nothing more that Ernst could do in this palace. Everyone and anyone only just wished for him to hurry up and leave. Right now, without having any care at all for Ernst, they were running around in order to care for the newly-arrived Crown Prince.

Ernst lifted the thin curtain of the carriage with a finger. In the morning mist, he saw the flowing cobblestone pavement. This was the first time he had ever left the Crown Prince’s palace. The King and the Crown Prince were never to leave the royal palace. As they stayed deep within the chambers of the royal palace, throughout their entire lifetime, their eyes would never catch sight of the world beyond its walls.

The carriage approached the bridge connected to the royal palace. So this was the bridge that connected to the lower world. Once he crossed here, he would be ‘outside’. There, he would find things like towns, and villages, and forests. This was the world in which Ernst would live from now on.

Turning around to face the back, Ernst pulled up the cloth hanging from the back of the carriage. The royal palace grew ever distant.

Such a large, yet puny world it was.