Queery Tales; Where Rainbows Begin

The Garden
Michael and Andrew sat at the head table in the dining hall of the castle. Both had a little to drink, but were feeling very close to each other.
'I feel like a walk in my Father's garden, will you come with me?' Michael asked. Andrew, delighted at the idea, agreed. The walked into the garden and around the castle.
'I did miss you while you were away.' said Andrew.
'I know you did. The bronze ring was stolen from me and I had to wait for it to be returned to me.' he held up his right hand, the bronze ring upon it. 'But now that it is back with me, I will not remove it again.' he said. Andrew smiled as they walked further into the garden. The reached a large stone seat. It had been made to sit no more than three people, and was quite spacious for sitting. Michael and Andrew sat down and looked at each other for a long time. Finally, they leaned in and kissed. Andrew withdrew suddenly.
'Suppose someone is watching?' he asked. Michael thought for a minute.
'Bronze ring, obey they master. Grow the plants that we maybe unseen and undiscovered in our place here tonight. Let the moon shine in but all others eyes look elsewhere.' At his request, the plants grew. They closed off the area, they blocked the windows and there was no way into their new glade of privacy.
'Feel better?' Michael asked.
'Much better.' Andrew said, and he leaned in and kissed Michael again. But this time, he didn't hold back, he kept kissing, his arms pulling Michael into a tight embrace. Micheal was his lover and partner, and that is what he wanted.
Michael returned everything. He kissed Andrew and held him as well, knowing that is was worth being with Andrew, because he was someone he loved.
Andrew pushed Michael so he was laying on his back. He slowly undid Muchael's shirt, kissing his way down, exploring the body and loving every inch that he came across. Michael was smooth and muscled, not an inch to hate. Finally, Andrew reached Michael's pants. He slowly undid the belt and removed them. Michael was fully erect. Andrew slowly grabbed hold of Michael's cock, and then started to give him head. He hadn't really given anyone this sort of sexual pleasure before, and he enjoyed it very much. He sucked slowly, intending to give every moment the most amount of pleasure he could. He kept sucking, Michael moaning occasionally, as he had never had anything of this sort of passion. Andrew kept going. His tongue licking up and down, the cock disappearing and reappearing from his mouth, and he sucked pleasurably.
While Andrew was sucking, he was slowly undoing his own clothing, exposing his body. Michael noticed and looked down. Andrew was as beautiful under his clothes. A lean figure that showed now marking or inperfection. A truly beautiful being. Andrew was still sucking on him, and he was quite content to stay there. Michael simply enjoied what he was receiving, floating away in the pleasure and his mind always on Andrew and his beauty.
Andre was content to keep sucking Michael. He was sure he could do his lover the great pleasure and so he continued to suck. And eventually, it happened. Michael thrust his hips very suddenly as he ejaculated into Andrew's mouth. Andrew felt the hot liquid shoot through his mouth. He swallowed it, and it tasted like heaven to him. Andrew slowly climbed back onto Michael and started kissing him again. Michael was all to happy to comply. He kissed Andrew deeply and passionately.
Michael rolled Andrew over, so Andrew was now on his back. Michael kissed him again. He looked into Andrew's eyes and then kissed him once more. His kiss trailed off and went down Andrew's body. Michael kissed and licked his way to Andrew's cock. Every kiss was a slow tease to Andrew and Michael knew it. He slowly came down to where Andrew's cock waited. Michael started to suck slowly, using his tongue to tease the head of Andrew's penis. Andrew moaned again. Michael kept sucking. Nothing was going to stop him. He took in a little more and a little more of Andrw's cock until, finally, he was able to deep-throat Andrew. He took Andrew in deeply once, twice, three times and then started to suck slowly on Andrew's nuts. Andrew almost winced. He loved this, but almost hated it at the same time. He held Michael's head lightly and then, when Michael started to suck him off again, Andre let go. His mind was on the pleasure. Michael was focusing on what he was doing. He started to suck faster. He knew how to turn Andrew on in a lot of ways, and this wasn't even close to the top of the list.
Andrew was holding his hands over his face from the absolute pleasure. Finally, he couldn't hold on any more and he ejaculated into Michael's mouth. Mchael kept sucking. Andrew was thrusting his hips uncontolably. Michael just continued sucking. Finally, Andrew had to push Michael off.
'You are such a tease.' he said. Michael smiled.
'I know, and I love teasing you.' Michael answered. Andrew lay on the stone seat. He was rather comfortable, laying naked here in their private garden. He patted the space beside him and Michael curled up with him. They kissed again. Michael took it slowly, being sure not to tease Andrew in any way that might have him going again. Andrew was content to have Michael next to him. And so they lay there for the rest of the night, and eventually fell asleep. No one ever saw them there, and they returned to the castle the following morning.
The End.

A/N: Okay, so the last two chapters were a little short as opposed to chapter one. I kinda fell uninspired to write. But I kept going, so I do appologise if they are a little disappointing. But please review and tell me what you thought. The next story is 'The Sleeping Beauty.