Tell Us Exactly How You Feel (part 6)
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April 9 2010, 04:18:09 UTC
Lithuania responded immediately by taking America's member into his mouth, his "Florida," and slithering his tongue around it. Since he was on his back and couldn't move his head at all, he had to rely on America's thrusts, which came slow to prevent him from choking. "Look at this!" America said, as he panted and thrusted into Lithuania. "Don't you wish you could have what I have? You have no idea how warm, how soft.... how perfect he is.... and he's such a good boy. I could have it any way I want it. Is this how you would want it, Russia?" America slid his lips over Lithuania's cock and began to pump it with his fist.
Russia was, at this point, crying hysterically and trying to break the ropes. The giant appeared fragile, and Lithuania almost felt guilty to be engaged in sixty-nine sex with Alfred, right on top of him. Literally right on top of him, too. He kept trying, Lithuania noted, to shift his groin in an attempt to touch them, but it couldn't be done.
America moaned wantonly and then gestured for Lithuania to stop. "Russia, before we finish, I have a proposition to make you. Have you learned your lesson? If you haven't we'll just finish and leave you unfulfilled. Will you stop taking what you want without regard to the desires of others?" Russia nodded his head Yes. "The first step to curing your love of control is to give it to you in small doses. Can you behave if we untie you?" Russia nodded his head again, ashamed.
America moved to untie the bonds that held Russia to the bed. He successfully undid the knots and helped the weeping Russian sit upright and loosen his garments so that he was as naked as the others. America pointed to Lithuania. "Is he what you want?" Russia nodded. He kept his eyes down, ashamed, and afraid to look up and see their expressions. "You know what to ask for. Just ask, and don't try to take without being invited."
"P-please.... Lithuania...." Russia said, "I want you.... to.... please be one with me.... if you want to."
"That's all we wanted to hear." Lithuania whispered, and slowly placed his own lips over his, igniting a kiss that was completely worth the humiliation Russia had been through. One hand drifted to America's member, and one to Russia's, as America's hand drifted to Lithuania's, and with gentle strokes they sent each other spiraling into long-awaited finishes with moans and cries so loud, the foundation of the house shook just as they did.
America soon gathered his clothes and after shaking hands with Lithuania, he left to return to his own land. As soon as the door closed behind him, a fist grabbed Lithuania's neck and threw him backwards onto the bed. The whole room grew colder as the larger man crawled on top of the smaller one.
"My precious little Lithuania...." Russia said. "You didn't seriously think I'd give up my one and only source of pleasure, did you? Although I must admit, you made a genius plan. Not genius enough, I'm afraid. Now we're going to do this my way.... if you want it, that is."
Russia was, at this point, crying hysterically and trying to break the ropes. The giant appeared fragile, and Lithuania almost felt guilty to be engaged in sixty-nine sex with Alfred, right on top of him. Literally right on top of him, too. He kept trying, Lithuania noted, to shift his groin in an attempt to touch them, but it couldn't be done.
America moaned wantonly and then gestured for Lithuania to stop. "Russia, before we finish, I have a proposition to make you. Have you learned your lesson? If you haven't we'll just finish and leave you unfulfilled. Will you stop taking what you want without regard to the desires of others?" Russia nodded his head Yes. "The first step to curing your love of control is to give it to you in small doses. Can you behave if we untie you?" Russia nodded his head again, ashamed.
America moved to untie the bonds that held Russia to the bed. He successfully undid the knots and helped the weeping Russian sit upright and loosen his garments so that he was as naked as the others. America pointed to Lithuania. "Is he what you want?" Russia nodded. He kept his eyes down, ashamed, and afraid to look up and see their expressions. "You know what to ask for. Just ask, and don't try to take without being invited."
"P-please.... Lithuania...." Russia said, "I want you.... to.... please be one with me.... if you want to."
"That's all we wanted to hear." Lithuania whispered, and slowly placed his own lips over his, igniting a kiss that was completely worth the humiliation Russia had been through. One hand drifted to America's member, and one to Russia's, as America's hand drifted to Lithuania's, and with gentle strokes they sent each other spiraling into long-awaited finishes with moans and cries so loud, the foundation of the house shook just as they did.
America soon gathered his clothes and after shaking hands with Lithuania, he left to return to his own land. As soon as the door closed behind him, a fist grabbed Lithuania's neck and threw him backwards onto the bed. The whole room grew colder as the larger man crawled on top of the smaller one.
"My precious little Lithuania...." Russia said. "You didn't seriously think I'd give up my one and only source of pleasure, did you? Although I must admit, you made a genius plan. Not genius enough, I'm afraid. Now we're going to do this my way.... if you want it, that is."
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If you want more, I will provide, though.... yes/no?
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