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Gabriel and Snow White walked in companionable silence through a hallway in a remote wing of the house. Nervous tension radiated through her nerves but the strength and comfort radiating from the warm arm wrapped around her eased some of that nervousness.
This was it, the last test she would face with the seventh tutor. Images of her first encounter with him brought a wry smile to her face. He had been asleep looking relaxed and even comfortable in what had to be a very uncomfortable chair. Like all of her tutors he was handsome, and yet the word didn't seem to cover his beauty. Striking, yes that was a better word. He kept his body was well taken care of, sculpted, lean and muscular. Even the fact that he was completely bald only enhanced the chiseled features of his face.
Gabriel stopped and turned towards Snow White effectively halting her daydreams. Smiling, he gently cupped her cheek and gave her a quick kiss. "Do you remember Sloan?" He asked.
She nodded.
"All right then, Sloan is your last tutor, but he is also the biggest test you will have to overcome. You are permitted to use any means necessary to pass your final test. Remember all that you've been taught, but most of all remember that diversity is everywhere." Turning around he walked away, leaving Snow White staring at the wooden door.
Gabriel's words rang through her head as she closed the door behind her with a soft click. Her eyes scanned the spacious room, searching and then finally settling on Sloan. Just as before, he was asleep, sprawled out on an overstuffed couch, his face turned away from her and one arm rested against the armrest above his head.
She could only stare at the splendid naked male body in front of her. She drank him in, unconsciously licking her lips as her eyes fell lower and lower. Shock curled through her system and her eyes widened in reaction. God, she had never seen anything like it in her life. There was not one single strand of hair on his balls and nether region!
Curious, she reached down and cupped him. The bulging sacs were smooth to the touch. Delighted, she continued to explore, watching and waiting for a response.
He never once stirred, not even when she got down on her knees and took his cock into her mouth. Puzzled, she even shook him but he only mumbled and rolled away.
Now what was she going to do? How was she supposed to pass her final test if she couldn't even get him to wake up?
She wandered through the room, fretting and worrying. And then anger replaced the worry. How dare he sleep, after all he had a responsibility as her tutor to be awake and aware didn't he?
Cold water, that's what I need, she thought.
As Snow White began her search she noticed several odd objects of art scattered throughout the room. There were entwined figures in different sexual acts and positions, paintings on the walls, and picture books with explicit drawings.
It was beginning to dawn on her exactly what it would take to wake up her tutor. Although somewhat shocking, it was also extremely arousing. She turned and looked at his bed thinking of what had taken place in it. That's when she noticed the large picture covered with a cloth hanging on the wall above the bed.
She crossed to the bed and climbed onto it. Bracing her feet on the bed she grabbed the cloth and pulled.
There it was. The final clue she needed staring her right in the face.
Seething with anticipation, Snow White hurried from the room. Windows and doors passed her in a blur as she ran through the house. When she finally reached her destination she did not stop to knock but thrust open the door and barged inside.
"I knew it wouldn't take you very long to figure out the puzzle. Now that you have, are you willing to take the final step in your lessons?" The voice rolled along her skin like velvet.
Instead of speaking she grabbed the outstretched hand and pulled using that as her answer.
When she was once more back in the room, Snow White lifted her hand and pointed at Sloan with her index finger. "Wake him."
Tanned hands brushed long, golden hair over thick, powerful shoulders and a brilliant blue eye winked at her from a face so handsome it made women swoon.
"Anything you say, princess." Derek replied. "But first I think I'll get a bit more comfortable."
He removed his shirt and then painstakingly inched his breeches down. Snow White's breath hitched in her throat as his beautiful, thick cock sprang free of the tight breeches. As she reached for it, his hand came up and gave hers a sharp smack.
"No touchy feely Princess."
She pouted, but moved closer to the couch.
Derek slid his hands along the smooth skin of Sloan's thighs, pulling them apart and placing Sloan's right foot on the floor. He knelt down so that his chest was partially supported by the couch.
God, he'd wanted this all day. Anticipated. Dreamed. Now he was so aroused by actually being here that his hands shook when he reached for Sloan's limp cock. The warmth and musky smell made him yearn to have that hard length sliding in and out of his mouth.
With a mental shake Derek willed his mind back to the task at hand. There was a trick to waking Sloan and looking at the princess who was diligently caressing and squeezing her bared breasts, he figured he had better hurry the pace along.
Leaning down, he ran his tongue over the silky smooth sac at the base of Sloan's cock. He sucked each nut one at a time into his mouth, rasping his tongue over them and taking his teeth to each one with gentle love bites.
He did this purely for his own pleasure, loving the taste and feel of the full globes. Switching to the cock in his hands he drew wet circles around the head with the tip of his tongue. Next he coated his long middle finger generously with saliva and grazed the puckered opening of Sloan's anus.
In the next instant three things happened. Derek sucked Sloan's cock into his mouth, thrust his finger deep into his lover's anus, and Sloan woke in an instant, his hoarse shout mingling with Derek's groan.
It only took a minute for the sleep to clear from Sloan's head. "Fuck! I love getting woke up like this!" He yelled. His cock, now granite hard, had a hand wrapped tightly around the shaft, stroking and pumping it while Derek's hot mouth sucked on the head with vigorous intensity. Another finger was added to the one in his ass, stretching and stroking. He grabbed clumps of golden hair in his hands and used them to guide Derek up and down on his shaft.
Not once did Sloan open his eyes while he savored each miniscule sensation. So it came as quite a shock when he heard Derek's voice and realized there was someone else in the room.
"Sloan's tongue can do a much better job on your pussy, princess. Go ahead, sit down and enjoy."
