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half-hard and huge. He was beginning to wonder how and if it would ever fit inside of him.
Bjarni pulled the furs covering Eadwulf aside, and smirked when he saw Eadwulf s
hardening cock. You want this.
Eadwulf felt his cheeks flush. I do, he admitted, despite his nerves. I don t know
why, but I do. He shifted to let Bjarni get in bed with him, then gathered his courage to
crawl into the Viking s lap. He rested his hands on Bjarni s shoulders then looked him in
the eye, noting Bjarni s surprise.
You are bold for your first time, thrall, Bjarni said. His big hands immediately
travelled down Eadwulf s sides to cup his arse, giving his cheeks a firm squeeze. Eadwulf
felt himself jerk forward, his cock brushing against Bjarni s thick cock and he gasped.
Do you mind? he asked. It was just... your wife said...
Bjarni smirked, his grey eyes locked with Eadwulf s. My wife said what, thrall? he
murmured, still fondling Eadwulf s arse, his fingers already tracing a path between his
cheeks.
She said that that, Eadwulf paused to gasp from pleasure, you like to be
ridden. He glanced down at the Viking s cock, a stark contrast to his own. He reached
down and needed both his hands to wrap around his and Bjarni s cock, then moved his
hands up and down, rubbing their cocks together.
Soon, Bjarni was moaning as well, thrusting his hips into Eadwulf s hands. She is
right. He looked at Eadwulf, his pupils blown. You are more than welcome to ride my
cock. All you need to do is to ask for it.
His cheeks turned red, even though he kept pumping his and Bjarni s cocks. He
whimpered from the overwhelming sensations and from Bjarni s demand. He had already
said he wanted to be fucked, why did he have to say it again? Do I have to?
Bjarni nodded, panting. Ask for it, thrall. Properly. His bigger hand joined
Eadwulf s, grabbing hold of their cocks firmly and exerting more pressure.
The sudden rough touch made Eadwulf buck into Bjarni s fist with a deep moan. I
want, he gasped, before his courage ran out, to ride your cock, master. He still felt a
little humiliated by having to ask like this, but at the same time there was some relief in
saying the words. It was like a burden being lifted.
Good thrall, Bjarni replied, releasing Eadwulf s cock. He grabbed Eadwulf by his
hips and pulled him further into his lap. Spread your knees wider so I can prepare you.
Eadwulf nodded, doing as Bjarni asked, and bracing himself on the broader man s
shoulders. I m ready, he said, although he had no idea if he really was.
Bjarni spread Eadwulf s cheeks with one hand, and Eadwulf felt strangely vulnerable
in this position. His own hard cock was resting against the muscles of Bjarni s stomach, and
he could feel every small movement the Viking made. With his other hand, Bjarni took the
jar and put it next to him. We will go slow tonight as it is your first time, he said,
sticking one finger in. Next time you will require less preparation.
He nodded again, hoping that he would enjoy it enough to want a next time. When
Bjarni s finger first probed at his hole, he winced, leaning forward into Bjarni.
Let it happen, thrall, Bjarni murmured. Accept it.
Eadwulf took a deep breath and made himself relax. Bjarni s finger felt massive as it
slowly slid inside of him. He forced himself to remain still as that finger slid in deeper and
deeper. When it started to move, Eadwulf bit his lip. It didn t hurt, but there was no
pleasure either, not even when Bjarni moved it in and out of him like he would with his
cock later.
Bjarni slid his finger out after a moment, and Eadwulf watched as he dipped two
fingers in the oil. This time, it hurt more when the Viking slid those big fingers inside of
him. He winced and squirmed, and only Bjarni s tight hold on him stopped Eadwulf from
wriggling out of Bjarni s lap. You asked for this, Bjarni reminded him. Now take it.
Eadwulf panted, but nodded. He clung to Bjarni s shoulders, digging in his nails when
his hole stretched around the fingers. It hurt, but it was nothing he couldn t take. The
initial burn soon wore off and became a duller ache as Bjarni s fingers slid in deeper. Soon
they were all the way in and started to twist and turn inside of Eadwulf. Suddenly, they
brushed against a spot that had Eadwulf shudder with pleasure.
Bjarni repeated the same movement a few times, and Eadwulf moaned helplessly,
rolling his hips against Bjarni s fingers as they kept thrusting in and out of him, each time
brushing against that place that brought him such ecstasy.
More, he moaned, looking at Bjarni. Please, more, I need it. Desire and lust had
taken over, there was no place for pride or shame now. He didn t care that Bjarni was
smiling smugly as he twisted his fingers inside Eadwulf to make him whimper and beg. He
just needed to feel more.
You want to be fucked? Bjarni asked, thrusting his fingers in harder. You want my
cock, thrall?
Yes, Eadwulf replied, panting and gasping. He moved up and down, crying out in
pleasure. Yes, I want it.
Beg for it properly, Bjarni insisted as Eadwulf moaned again.
Please, Eadwulf managed, his cock brushing against Bjarni s stomach with his
every thrust, sending more sparks of pleasure through his body. Please, master, fuck me,
I want your cock.
Bjarni smiled, then pulled his fingers out entirely. Very well.
While Eadwulf knew he had asked for it, he still groaned with disappointment at
being empty. Now that Bjarni s fingers were out of him, it was easier to think and he
suddenly felt ashamed at how wantonly he had moaned and begged just then. He watched
as Bjarni slicked up his big, thick cock. It was far larger than Bjarni s fingers and Eadwulf
remembered all too well how those had burned as they stretched him. He tried to focus on
how good they had made him feel, but his mind was stuck on the pain.
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half-hard and huge. He was beginning to wonder how and if it would ever fit inside of him.
Bjarni pulled the furs covering Eadwulf aside, and smirked when he saw Eadwulf s
hardening cock. You want this.
Eadwulf felt his cheeks flush. I do, he admitted, despite his nerves. I don t know
why, but I do. He shifted to let Bjarni get in bed with him, then gathered his courage to
crawl into the Viking s lap. He rested his hands on Bjarni s shoulders then looked him in
the eye, noting Bjarni s surprise.
You are bold for your first time, thrall, Bjarni said. His big hands immediately
travelled down Eadwulf s sides to cup his arse, giving his cheeks a firm squeeze. Eadwulf
felt himself jerk forward, his cock brushing against Bjarni s thick cock and he gasped.
Do you mind? he asked. It was just... your wife said...
Bjarni smirked, his grey eyes locked with Eadwulf s. My wife said what, thrall? he
murmured, still fondling Eadwulf s arse, his fingers already tracing a path between his
cheeks.
She said that that, Eadwulf paused to gasp from pleasure, you like to be
ridden. He glanced down at the Viking s cock, a stark contrast to his own. He reached
down and needed both his hands to wrap around his and Bjarni s cock, then moved his
hands up and down, rubbing their cocks together.
Soon, Bjarni was moaning as well, thrusting his hips into Eadwulf s hands. She is
right. He looked at Eadwulf, his pupils blown. You are more than welcome to ride my
cock. All you need to do is to ask for it.
His cheeks turned red, even though he kept pumping his and Bjarni s cocks. He
whimpered from the overwhelming sensations and from Bjarni s demand. He had already
said he wanted to be fucked, why did he have to say it again? Do I have to?
Bjarni nodded, panting. Ask for it, thrall. Properly. His bigger hand joined
Eadwulf s, grabbing hold of their cocks firmly and exerting more pressure.
The sudden rough touch made Eadwulf buck into Bjarni s fist with a deep moan. I
want, he gasped, before his courage ran out, to ride your cock, master. He still felt a
little humiliated by having to ask like this, but at the same time there was some relief in
saying the words. It was like a burden being lifted.
Good thrall, Bjarni replied, releasing Eadwulf s cock. He grabbed Eadwulf by his
hips and pulled him further into his lap. Spread your knees wider so I can prepare you.
Eadwulf nodded, doing as Bjarni asked, and bracing himself on the broader man s
shoulders. I m ready, he said, although he had no idea if he really was.
Bjarni spread Eadwulf s cheeks with one hand, and Eadwulf felt strangely vulnerable
in this position. His own hard cock was resting against the muscles of Bjarni s stomach, and
he could feel every small movement the Viking made. With his other hand, Bjarni took the
jar and put it next to him. We will go slow tonight as it is your first time, he said,
sticking one finger in. Next time you will require less preparation.
He nodded again, hoping that he would enjoy it enough to want a next time. When
Bjarni s finger first probed at his hole, he winced, leaning forward into Bjarni.
Let it happen, thrall, Bjarni murmured. Accept it.
Eadwulf took a deep breath and made himself relax. Bjarni s finger felt massive as it
slowly slid inside of him. He forced himself to remain still as that finger slid in deeper and
deeper. When it started to move, Eadwulf bit his lip. It didn t hurt, but there was no
pleasure either, not even when Bjarni moved it in and out of him like he would with his
cock later.
Bjarni slid his finger out after a moment, and Eadwulf watched as he dipped two
fingers in the oil. This time, it hurt more when the Viking slid those big fingers inside of
him. He winced and squirmed, and only Bjarni s tight hold on him stopped Eadwulf from
wriggling out of Bjarni s lap. You asked for this, Bjarni reminded him. Now take it.
Eadwulf panted, but nodded. He clung to Bjarni s shoulders, digging in his nails when
his hole stretched around the fingers. It hurt, but it was nothing he couldn t take. The
initial burn soon wore off and became a duller ache as Bjarni s fingers slid in deeper. Soon
they were all the way in and started to twist and turn inside of Eadwulf. Suddenly, they
brushed against a spot that had Eadwulf shudder with pleasure.
Bjarni repeated the same movement a few times, and Eadwulf moaned helplessly,
rolling his hips against Bjarni s fingers as they kept thrusting in and out of him, each time
brushing against that place that brought him such ecstasy.
More, he moaned, looking at Bjarni. Please, more, I need it. Desire and lust had
taken over, there was no place for pride or shame now. He didn t care that Bjarni was
smiling smugly as he twisted his fingers inside Eadwulf to make him whimper and beg. He
just needed to feel more.
You want to be fucked? Bjarni asked, thrusting his fingers in harder. You want my
cock, thrall?
Yes, Eadwulf replied, panting and gasping. He moved up and down, crying out in
pleasure. Yes, I want it.
Beg for it properly, Bjarni insisted as Eadwulf moaned again.
Please, Eadwulf managed, his cock brushing against Bjarni s stomach with his
every thrust, sending more sparks of pleasure through his body. Please, master, fuck me,
I want your cock.
Bjarni smiled, then pulled his fingers out entirely. Very well.
While Eadwulf knew he had asked for it, he still groaned with disappointment at
being empty. Now that Bjarni s fingers were out of him, it was easier to think and he
suddenly felt ashamed at how wantonly he had moaned and begged just then. He watched
as Bjarni slicked up his big, thick cock. It was far larger than Bjarni s fingers and Eadwulf
remembered all too well how those had burned as they stretched him. He tried to focus on
how good they had made him feel, but his mind was stuck on the pain.
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