Straight into Hell I Walk
Title: Straight into Hell I Walk
Author: Poppy
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Prussia/Kid!Germany
Word Count: 3667
Warning: Shota
Summary: Kid!Germany is turned on by Prussia's sword-lesson.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, nor do I wish to make money off of this! This is merely for fun! :)
Note: Kink Meme Request Fill! The original request is as follows:
Prussia is teaching his kid brother how to fight when he notices he keeps pulling away and making excuses to go.
Prussia confronts him and Kid!Germany blurts out he's turning him on.
Prussia is quite flattered with this and not caring much for the morality involved, indulges.
Consensual sex, please!
Human/Nation names up to Anon.
This is the 9th time I've tried writing today. Uuuugh, I think this came out soooo baaaaad. Also, I smell like my old summer job. Bah.
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The small fingers clenched his jacket once more and he arched his back with a cry, his thighs squeezing together as he did. Gilbert only grinned as he watched his little brother's body shake before it collapsed, his breaths coming out in hard pants as he whimpered against the grass.
"B-Big brother..." Drool came from the side of his mouth and the elder was met with something he never saw before.
His little brother‘s post-orgasm face. It made him want to die.
The butt end of the sword was withdrawn from between his legs and tossed to the side as Gilbert started to prepare himself. When he woke up that morning he honestly never expected to be fucking his sweet little brother mere hours later. He was just trying to teach him how not to die - Something his elder brother never learned - when he was confronted with a tearful confession of love.
"Big brother!"
And with love, came sex. Sex that his little sweet brother had initiated.
“Big Brother!”
Sex that he was going to have with him.
“Big Brother!”
Sex he wanted so badly.
"Big BROTHER!"
He was snapped back to reality.
"Huh?" Gilbert's eyes went down and he stared at the half naked boy on the ground. Ludwig pouted at him for a second, mad that he had not been acknowledged previously when once again he reached up and made a grabbing motion with his hands. Gilbert stared.
“What?”
“Heeeere!”
Gilbert, unsure of what he wanted, leaned down and found his collar being grabbed, his body pulled down so the child could kiss him. He blinked for a second, stunned, before he began to dominate him with his tongue, making sure he knew who was boss. It seemed to excite the child as much as it did to him and they both desperate made out as they lay amongst the grass of the field.
Ludwig broke the kiss with a gasp. They stared at each other for a second before the small lips slide down to attach to the bottom of his jaw. Gilbert could only purr like a cat getting it‘s chin stroked for doing its duties. "Is this good, big brother?"
"Yeeees." He moaned, feeling the little tongue drag down his neck. "Fuck, yes, West, it does."
He ignored the small giggle that came out from his statement and went back to purring as the set of lips began sucking under his Adam's apple. It felt heavenly. Ludwig’s tiny fingers raking over his chest, digging into the skin before the warmth drew away and he was flat on his back again, panting. He looked like a little angel, his eyes glazed over with lust and Gilbert didn't know if he wanted to hug him or turn him over to fuck his brains out.
Thankfully, Ludwig wanted the latter.
"Brother." He began again as he reached down and spread his legs for him to see. Gilbert's eyes dragged over him before they settled on where he wanted him to look. "Brother, I'm ready! I'm ready to take you!"
There was a pause as he ogled him, his mouth watering at how smooth and hairless he was before he let out a cough and mentally slapped himself, straightening his body to be more dignified.
Ludwig let out a giggle.
"Now see here, West - Stop laughing!" He flicked the top of his giggling head. "West, I can't just throw my dick in your cute... probably tight-as-fuck ass! I'll hurt you!"
His brother stared at him, listening intently as he let go of his legs in apprehension. Well, at least they were getting somewhere.
"Sex is not sword-fighting! It needs to be slow... Smooth. Painless."
"But I saw you just put your thingy into a maid the other day without anything!" He blurted and Gilbert's ears burned red as he got a bit uncomfortable at the thought of Ludwig watching him. Did he masturbate while he did? "So you can do that to me!"
"...Er, no." He muttered, his thoughts filling with Ludwig rubbing himself between his legs and calling his name. "Ah... No... It's... No."
"Why not?" The child leaned up and grabbed onto his sleeve, staring at him now for answers. "...I mean... Your body moved like it did when you fight..." Gilbert snapped out of his thought and looked down at him. "...Gracefully, but so powerful."
He could have sworn Ludwig was drooling.
"You were like a god..."
Gilbert let out a snort and rubbed his nose. A god?
"A god?" He interrupted and Ludwig peered up at him as he stuck his chest out. "Well, I AM pretty awesome... My skills at sex are probably only rivalled by Zeus and the Big Man himself."
"So then you can do that to me!" His brother interrupted this time, falling back on the grass as his legs spread and he reached down to hold them open. "Please, big brother, please! Put your... your 'sword' into me! Do to me like you do to the maids! And like you do when you fight!" There was a brief pause. “Please!”
His little cheeks now burned brightly and Gilbert sighed, taking as many mental snapshots as he could. He reached down, touching his brother's hands before he pushed them off so his legs could close. Ludwig looked at him with glassy eyes and he received a small kiss on his forehead instead making him whimper. He could honestly just eat that boy up…
"West, you don't understand." Gilbert began. "The maids are... Well, they're sluts." He said bluntly making his brother frown in confusion. "They don't need anything because they're damn well horny all the time! But you..."
His fingers trailed down from his head and he swiped a thumb over one of the nipples sticking up from under his shirt. His brother arched and let out a small mewl and he groaned inwardly at the sweet sound before he moved on. He had his hand come to rest around his brother's small cock, his thumb rubbing the testicles that were starting to form before he kissed Ludwig again. This time, on the mouth.
"You need preparation, Ludwig." He told him against his shaking lips. "I can't just stick my dick in you. You'll tear. Then we can‘t be together."
"...W..What do you need to do then?" He whimpered and Gilbert couldn't help but press his mouth against him for a few more kisses.
"Just lay down, like you did with the sword." He pointed and his brother remained on his back. "And let me do all the work."
He gave him a wink to reassure him before he moved his lips down his body to where his small cock struggled to remain upright. He wondered for a moment if it would be too weird to ask for a painting of it before he cleared his thoughts and focused. His lips wrapped around the poor boy's small penis and he gently sucked, causing Ludwig to buck and let out a squeal. Just as he thought, he was still sensitive from rubbing against the sword handle.
And Jesus if Gilbert didn't moan himself as he felt it twitch in his mouth. He actually hoped his brother could stay this small forever.
"B-Brother!" His ears went up to the cry. "T-That's dirty!"
"Nonsense." Gilbert snorted, still holding his little cock in his mouth. "It's delicious!" His eyes dragged up to see the tears forming in his little brother's eyes and he felt his erection - which he had been ignoring - jolt in his pants... Or maybe that was his thigh shaking. Either way, it fucking turned him on and he devilishly began to suck a bit harder, his finger coming to rub at the budding testicles as he did.
He purred as his brother let out a loud and sharp cry, his hips bucking up before his small fingers grabbed onto his hair. He was crying out random words, unable to form a sentence as Gilbert rolled his tongue over the sensitive tip. It only took about a minute before his brother was wracked with another orgasm and he kicked out at the ground, a small amount of fluid hitting Gilbert's tongue.
He leaned up and spit it out, staring at what looked like just saliva before he heard a soft 'thump' in the grass below. He turned to see the boy clutching his shirt tightly, his entire body shaking before he let out a strained breath and started to relax.
Now he had to undo his pants before his cock broke off from how incredibly hot Ludwig was making him.
"...B...Br..." His right hand reached up shakily towards him. "B-broooother..."
God, he wanted to just eat him up.
"Sssh, Ludwig, just enjoy it." He cooed as he leaned over and gave him another kiss, rubbing his arm as he tried to calm him down. "Heh... Twice in less than twenty minutes too! If I'm not careful you'll become as slutty as the maids!"
He gave him a weak smile before he closed his eyes and let out a soft moan. Gilbert sighed and let him rest, focusing on relieving the pressure building up in his dick before he felt a hand grab his coat again. The blue eyes were locked on him.
"N-Now am I ready, brother?"
"Not yet." He admitted, still stroking his cock. He collected a fair bit of precum in his palm to coat half of his shaft before he resorted to spit and a bit of oil he kept in his breast pocket. Once he was satisfied with himself he moved to spreading his little brother's legs again, moving past his flaccid little cock to the puckered hole that was waiting for him.
Ludwig immediately stiffened.
"B-Brother!" His legs slammed shut and he clamped his hands over himself for extra protection. "Brother, it's DIRTY there!"
"Ludwig, that's how guys have sex!" Gilbert explained, wrenching his pale legs open. "Besides, what do I care?! Your damn horse pretty much kicked a gallon of shit in my mouth when it broke loose from the stables last week!"
Ludwig's ears went red with embarrassment and guilt and Gilbert let out a sigh before he thought of something reassuring to say. He couldn't think of anything.
"...Jesus, whatever!" He spat, collecting a bit of saliva in his mouth as he readied his tongue. "Just lay back for me, West! And don't worry! You'll get addicted to this soon."
He moved before he could hear any protest and slammed with wet tongue against his brother's virgin hole. He heard him let out a squeal before his legs opened more and he allowed the intrusion. Gilbert purred as he began to try and wiggle his tongue in.
He kept clenching and he found himself rubbing his thighs, shushing as he reassured him that everything would be alright. Little by little he managed to get his tongue in until he had a good portion of it in. Then he started to flicker it up and down and moan at how loudly his brother wailed. God, his cries were addicting.
"A-Ah! BROTHER! Ah, my butt feels weird!" He whined as his fingers laced into his hair again. He couldn't help but flicker it around even more, moving it in every direction so he could feel the boy squirm. Once the fun was over he replaced his tongue with a finger and watched as his brother rode it, his feet digging into the ground as he did. Gilbert let out a laugh.
"Look how your slutty body is sucking my finger!" He pushed the boy's hips up so he could see. "My, Ludwig, you sure are a whore already! And I haven't even stuck my dick in!"
"B-Brother!" His words were met with a wail. "Brother! Your finger.. it feels so good!"
"Wait until I get my five meters in, baby." He purred, managing to get another finger in as he rubbed his insides. "God, Ludwig, you're still a little tight!"
"Brother!" He was shocked when he got up and pulled away, his fingers falling out. Ludwig shakily stood, his cheeks red as his small cock stood upright again. They stared at each other for a moment, Gilbert wondering if he was going to run off when he turned around. His little knees hit the dirt and he spread his legs wide, raising his rear in the air before he looked at him from between his legs.
"Brother, please f-fuck me now!" He cried, his feet moving apart a little more before he wiggled his bottom. "F-Fuck me like a doggy!"
Gilbert could only let out a small laugh before he wiped the blood that was trickling from his nose. Goddamn, this kid.
He kicked off his pants in an instant, his hands roughly slapping down on the small hips presented at him before he reached down and used his thumbs to spread his brother's ass. He stared at the slightly widened hole before him, looking down at the head of his dick before he sighed. He honestly didn't know if he would be able to fit but he heard Francis had gotten himself in fully with a younger boy than Ludwig and he began to wonder. He frowned as he felt his brother kick out from below, looking down to see him staring up at him from over his shoulder and he closed his eyes.
Logic be damned. He began to push in and he immediately was met with resistance and a gasp.
"A-Ah!" He steadied the small hips. "...B-Big!"
"Yes, Ludwig... It's going to be big." He growled, digging his nails into the boy's skin. "If it gets too much you tell me to stop, you got that!?"
He didn't answer.
"Ludwig!"
"Y-Yes!" He finally replied. Gilbert sighed and looked down, frowning as he saw his tip was barely in. He looked to the trees as he forced a bit more of himself in and below him there came a cry. He paused, waited for a command, and pressed in a bit further when he got none. They repeated the process until Gilbert was halfway in and shaking as he tried to control himself.
Ludwig was tighter than anything he had ever experienced.
"A-Ahhh..." There was finally a moan from the boy. "S...So full!" Gilbert blushed. he really had a knack for stroking his ego.
"Are you alright, Ludwig?" He asked before his breath caught in his throat as he felt him clench. He was going to burst at this rate.
"More!" The answer came back and he felt his cheeks turn red. "More, brother, I want more!"
"I don't think I can fit in more..." He replied truthfully but his little brother's head turned and an eye full of desire stared at him from over his shoulder.
"B-Broooother, more! More!"
He sighed and winced as he pushed more of himself in, his legs shaking as they tried to hold himself up. His ears were filled with the boy below constantly crying 'More!' and he found himself buried to the hilt, his body shaking as he felt the spasms around him.
Jesus Christ he was tight.
"MORE!"
"Ludwig, FUCK! This is as far as I can go!" His hands wrenched off the child's hips and slammed on the ground, his fingers pulling at the grass. "Ah.. Ah, shit!"
"Ahh, brother, more!"
"LUDWIG!" Gilbert braced himself as he felt his body jerk but he was able to control himself from releasing but at the expensive of some energy. Underneath him Ludwig seemed to gain more back and he slowly began bucking against the cock up his ass. Gilbert was the one to let out a whimper.
"Ah, brother, please!" He opened one eye and saw the child sticking his tongue out from over his shoulder. "Please kiss me! Please move!"
Gilbert let out a strained gasp before he obeyed. He kissed the boy, shocked at how much more wanton he had gotten, and slowly began to move, his hips rocking against Ludwig's. As their tongue met he couldn't help but shudder at the feeling, allowing the boy to suck on it while he pressed his body against him.
Their gentle rocking turned rougher and soon Ludwig’s chest was against the ground, his mouth open in loud pants as Gilbert fucked him from above. He wasn’t pulling out that much but it was enough to drive Ludwig crazy as if he was. He clawed the grass, bucked up erratically, and constantly, constantly cried out his name.
“G-GILBERT!”
It was driving him mad.
“Gilbert!
“Aw, fuck me, Ludwig… You tight little bitch!” He chewed on the lobe of his ear before he gave it another tongue bath which the boy seemed to enjoy. “At this rate I don’t think I can ever stop!”
“Ah, brother!” He smiled, leaning into the nips he was receiving. “Brother.. I want this every night!”
The old pervert’s eyes lit up and he smiled as he pulled away some of his shirt to suck on his shoulder. Every night fucking his tight little brother? He could get on board with that. He didn’t reply back but turned his brother’s head to give him a deep kiss. He got his meaning across and Ludwig was soon spreading his legs more as he sunk further against the ground.
Gilbert let out a growl. “West… I don’t think I can control myself much longer.” He muttered and the boy clenched back at his words. “You tell me to stop if I hurt you, you got it?”
“Y-Yeees.”
He kissed his cheek and ear before he slowed to a stop above him. He planted his feet at a comfortable spot, making sure to brace himself against the ground before he let out a sigh and stared at the woods. He honestly hoped his brother wouldn’t tell him to quit.
Ludwig let out a moan below and he closed his eyes before he got into the mindset he wanted. Then, without a warning, he began fucking the boy into the dirt.
Ludwig let out a howl so loud that the dogs a kilometer down started to bark. Gilbert didn’t hear them.
“F…Fuck! FUCK! FUUUCK!” He shouted, his grip slipping as he moved to hugging his brother tight. Ludwig was wailing in pleasure, his feet kicking the dirt as he tried spreading his legs even more as Gilbert was slamming into him, his balls slapping against his skin. They were flipped onto their back so the boy stared up at the sky, his body relentlessly abused as Gilbert moved to his release.
It didn’t take long before Ludwig was clenching as hard as he could around the cock moving inside, his mouth open in a silent cry before he spilled out the clear fluid from his shaking cock. Gilbert let out a noise like an animal roaring and he squeezed the boy tight in his grip, his heels digging into the earth. Ludwig let out a cry of pain before his eyes closed and he accepted it. Gilbert still pounded into his body.
Finally he came with a hiss and erratically thrust into his brother on his lap, pushing the seed out by accident and making it spill down the poor boy’s thighs. With a gasp from them both they collapsed on the earth, Gilbert popping out of Ludwig’s wet hole with a loud noise and the boy letting out a cough as he reached between his legs.
They remained motionless until Ludwig began to stir. Gilbert merely closed his eyes.
“B-brother…” He opened them again and turned his head to see him hunched over a bit and holding his sides. “B-Brother, I-I think I wet myself!”
Slowly Gilbert moved up and gently pushed the boy over, checking between his legs. All he saw was his cum dripping out of his hole and coating his white legs. He nearly lost it again.
“You’re fine, West.” He sniffed, rubbing his nose on his sleeve before he laid back. “Just.. Well-fucked.”
His brother paused and looked between his legs before his ears went red and he avoided eye contact with him. It got to the point where Gilbert now began to worry and leaned up to see what was wrong. If he broke the boy, he could never forgive himself..
“Ludwig?” He touched his arm and the boy shuddered. “Ludwig, did I hurt you?!”
There was an eerie silence before he was catapulted to the ground by the boy burying his face into his body. Gilbert let out a yelp, his arms coming to hug his body when he heard him sob.
“S-So… N-now that we had sex… A-are you going to leave me like the maids?”
Gilbert blinked before he let out a laugh causing the boy to deliver a punch to his head. It actually hurt for a second. “Jesus, West, NO!” He forced the boy into his lap. “No, those maids are… eh, places to dump my awesome sperm.” He waved his hand and the wet blue eyes came up to look at him. “Ludwig, I would never fuck you and leave.”
The boy seemed to brighten in his arms. He was about to lay back down when a pinkie finger was shoved into his field of vision.
“D-Do you promise?”
He said nothing before he gave him a smile and brought his hand up to show him his pinkie finger.
“I promise.”
The boy’s cheeks burned and he reached over to link their fingers to seal the promise. Gilbert smiled before he naughtily poked the boy’s sides and he began to tickle him in his lap, laughing at the shrieks he got.
He had woken that morning with the only thought in his head about swords; teaching his brother how to fight and defend himself.
Now in the early evening he found himself teaching his brother things he never thought he’d do again. Kiss, share, and most of all, love.
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Author: Poppy
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Prussia/Kid!Germany
Word Count: 3667
Warning: Shota
Summary: Kid!Germany is turned on by Prussia's sword-lesson.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, nor do I wish to make money off of this! This is merely for fun! :)
Note: Kink Meme Request Fill! The original request is as follows:
Prussia is teaching his kid brother how to fight when he notices he keeps pulling away and making excuses to go.
Prussia confronts him and Kid!Germany blurts out he's turning him on.
Prussia is quite flattered with this and not caring much for the morality involved, indulges.
Consensual sex, please!
Human/Nation names up to Anon.
This is the 9th time I've tried writing today. Uuuugh, I think this came out soooo baaaaad. Also, I smell like my old summer job. Bah.
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The small fingers clenched his jacket once more and he arched his back with a cry, his thighs squeezing together as he did. Gilbert only grinned as he watched his little brother's body shake before it collapsed, his breaths coming out in hard pants as he whimpered against the grass.
"B-Big brother..." Drool came from the side of his mouth and the elder was met with something he never saw before.
His little brother‘s post-orgasm face. It made him want to die.
The butt end of the sword was withdrawn from between his legs and tossed to the side as Gilbert started to prepare himself. When he woke up that morning he honestly never expected to be fucking his sweet little brother mere hours later. He was just trying to teach him how not to die - Something his elder brother never learned - when he was confronted with a tearful confession of love.
"Big brother!"
And with love, came sex. Sex that his little sweet brother had initiated.
“Big Brother!”
Sex that he was going to have with him.
“Big Brother!”
Sex he wanted so badly.
"Big BROTHER!"
He was snapped back to reality.
"Huh?" Gilbert's eyes went down and he stared at the half naked boy on the ground. Ludwig pouted at him for a second, mad that he had not been acknowledged previously when once again he reached up and made a grabbing motion with his hands. Gilbert stared.
“What?”
“Heeeere!”
Gilbert, unsure of what he wanted, leaned down and found his collar being grabbed, his body pulled down so the child could kiss him. He blinked for a second, stunned, before he began to dominate him with his tongue, making sure he knew who was boss. It seemed to excite the child as much as it did to him and they both desperate made out as they lay amongst the grass of the field.
Ludwig broke the kiss with a gasp. They stared at each other for a second before the small lips slide down to attach to the bottom of his jaw. Gilbert could only purr like a cat getting it‘s chin stroked for doing its duties. "Is this good, big brother?"
"Yeeees." He moaned, feeling the little tongue drag down his neck. "Fuck, yes, West, it does."
He ignored the small giggle that came out from his statement and went back to purring as the set of lips began sucking under his Adam's apple. It felt heavenly. Ludwig’s tiny fingers raking over his chest, digging into the skin before the warmth drew away and he was flat on his back again, panting. He looked like a little angel, his eyes glazed over with lust and Gilbert didn't know if he wanted to hug him or turn him over to fuck his brains out.
Thankfully, Ludwig wanted the latter.
"Brother." He began again as he reached down and spread his legs for him to see. Gilbert's eyes dragged over him before they settled on where he wanted him to look. "Brother, I'm ready! I'm ready to take you!"
There was a pause as he ogled him, his mouth watering at how smooth and hairless he was before he let out a cough and mentally slapped himself, straightening his body to be more dignified.
Ludwig let out a giggle.
"Now see here, West - Stop laughing!" He flicked the top of his giggling head. "West, I can't just throw my dick in your cute... probably tight-as-fuck ass! I'll hurt you!"
His brother stared at him, listening intently as he let go of his legs in apprehension. Well, at least they were getting somewhere.
"Sex is not sword-fighting! It needs to be slow... Smooth. Painless."
"But I saw you just put your thingy into a maid the other day without anything!" He blurted and Gilbert's ears burned red as he got a bit uncomfortable at the thought of Ludwig watching him. Did he masturbate while he did? "So you can do that to me!"
"...Er, no." He muttered, his thoughts filling with Ludwig rubbing himself between his legs and calling his name. "Ah... No... It's... No."
"Why not?" The child leaned up and grabbed onto his sleeve, staring at him now for answers. "...I mean... Your body moved like it did when you fight..." Gilbert snapped out of his thought and looked down at him. "...Gracefully, but so powerful."
He could have sworn Ludwig was drooling.
"You were like a god..."
Gilbert let out a snort and rubbed his nose. A god?
"A god?" He interrupted and Ludwig peered up at him as he stuck his chest out. "Well, I AM pretty awesome... My skills at sex are probably only rivalled by Zeus and the Big Man himself."
"So then you can do that to me!" His brother interrupted this time, falling back on the grass as his legs spread and he reached down to hold them open. "Please, big brother, please! Put your... your 'sword' into me! Do to me like you do to the maids! And like you do when you fight!" There was a brief pause. “Please!”
His little cheeks now burned brightly and Gilbert sighed, taking as many mental snapshots as he could. He reached down, touching his brother's hands before he pushed them off so his legs could close. Ludwig looked at him with glassy eyes and he received a small kiss on his forehead instead making him whimper. He could honestly just eat that boy up…
"West, you don't understand." Gilbert began. "The maids are... Well, they're sluts." He said bluntly making his brother frown in confusion. "They don't need anything because they're damn well horny all the time! But you..."
His fingers trailed down from his head and he swiped a thumb over one of the nipples sticking up from under his shirt. His brother arched and let out a small mewl and he groaned inwardly at the sweet sound before he moved on. He had his hand come to rest around his brother's small cock, his thumb rubbing the testicles that were starting to form before he kissed Ludwig again. This time, on the mouth.
"You need preparation, Ludwig." He told him against his shaking lips. "I can't just stick my dick in you. You'll tear. Then we can‘t be together."
"...W..What do you need to do then?" He whimpered and Gilbert couldn't help but press his mouth against him for a few more kisses.
"Just lay down, like you did with the sword." He pointed and his brother remained on his back. "And let me do all the work."
He gave him a wink to reassure him before he moved his lips down his body to where his small cock struggled to remain upright. He wondered for a moment if it would be too weird to ask for a painting of it before he cleared his thoughts and focused. His lips wrapped around the poor boy's small penis and he gently sucked, causing Ludwig to buck and let out a squeal. Just as he thought, he was still sensitive from rubbing against the sword handle.
And Jesus if Gilbert didn't moan himself as he felt it twitch in his mouth. He actually hoped his brother could stay this small forever.
"B-Brother!" His ears went up to the cry. "T-That's dirty!"
"Nonsense." Gilbert snorted, still holding his little cock in his mouth. "It's delicious!" His eyes dragged up to see the tears forming in his little brother's eyes and he felt his erection - which he had been ignoring - jolt in his pants... Or maybe that was his thigh shaking. Either way, it fucking turned him on and he devilishly began to suck a bit harder, his finger coming to rub at the budding testicles as he did.
He purred as his brother let out a loud and sharp cry, his hips bucking up before his small fingers grabbed onto his hair. He was crying out random words, unable to form a sentence as Gilbert rolled his tongue over the sensitive tip. It only took about a minute before his brother was wracked with another orgasm and he kicked out at the ground, a small amount of fluid hitting Gilbert's tongue.
He leaned up and spit it out, staring at what looked like just saliva before he heard a soft 'thump' in the grass below. He turned to see the boy clutching his shirt tightly, his entire body shaking before he let out a strained breath and started to relax.
Now he had to undo his pants before his cock broke off from how incredibly hot Ludwig was making him.
"...B...Br..." His right hand reached up shakily towards him. "B-broooother..."
God, he wanted to just eat him up.
"Sssh, Ludwig, just enjoy it." He cooed as he leaned over and gave him another kiss, rubbing his arm as he tried to calm him down. "Heh... Twice in less than twenty minutes too! If I'm not careful you'll become as slutty as the maids!"
He gave him a weak smile before he closed his eyes and let out a soft moan. Gilbert sighed and let him rest, focusing on relieving the pressure building up in his dick before he felt a hand grab his coat again. The blue eyes were locked on him.
"N-Now am I ready, brother?"
"Not yet." He admitted, still stroking his cock. He collected a fair bit of precum in his palm to coat half of his shaft before he resorted to spit and a bit of oil he kept in his breast pocket. Once he was satisfied with himself he moved to spreading his little brother's legs again, moving past his flaccid little cock to the puckered hole that was waiting for him.
Ludwig immediately stiffened.
"B-Brother!" His legs slammed shut and he clamped his hands over himself for extra protection. "Brother, it's DIRTY there!"
"Ludwig, that's how guys have sex!" Gilbert explained, wrenching his pale legs open. "Besides, what do I care?! Your damn horse pretty much kicked a gallon of shit in my mouth when it broke loose from the stables last week!"
Ludwig's ears went red with embarrassment and guilt and Gilbert let out a sigh before he thought of something reassuring to say. He couldn't think of anything.
"...Jesus, whatever!" He spat, collecting a bit of saliva in his mouth as he readied his tongue. "Just lay back for me, West! And don't worry! You'll get addicted to this soon."
He moved before he could hear any protest and slammed with wet tongue against his brother's virgin hole. He heard him let out a squeal before his legs opened more and he allowed the intrusion. Gilbert purred as he began to try and wiggle his tongue in.
He kept clenching and he found himself rubbing his thighs, shushing as he reassured him that everything would be alright. Little by little he managed to get his tongue in until he had a good portion of it in. Then he started to flicker it up and down and moan at how loudly his brother wailed. God, his cries were addicting.
"A-Ah! BROTHER! Ah, my butt feels weird!" He whined as his fingers laced into his hair again. He couldn't help but flicker it around even more, moving it in every direction so he could feel the boy squirm. Once the fun was over he replaced his tongue with a finger and watched as his brother rode it, his feet digging into the ground as he did. Gilbert let out a laugh.
"Look how your slutty body is sucking my finger!" He pushed the boy's hips up so he could see. "My, Ludwig, you sure are a whore already! And I haven't even stuck my dick in!"
"B-Brother!" His words were met with a wail. "Brother! Your finger.. it feels so good!"
"Wait until I get my five meters in, baby." He purred, managing to get another finger in as he rubbed his insides. "God, Ludwig, you're still a little tight!"
"Brother!" He was shocked when he got up and pulled away, his fingers falling out. Ludwig shakily stood, his cheeks red as his small cock stood upright again. They stared at each other for a moment, Gilbert wondering if he was going to run off when he turned around. His little knees hit the dirt and he spread his legs wide, raising his rear in the air before he looked at him from between his legs.
"Brother, please f-fuck me now!" He cried, his feet moving apart a little more before he wiggled his bottom. "F-Fuck me like a doggy!"
Gilbert could only let out a small laugh before he wiped the blood that was trickling from his nose. Goddamn, this kid.
He kicked off his pants in an instant, his hands roughly slapping down on the small hips presented at him before he reached down and used his thumbs to spread his brother's ass. He stared at the slightly widened hole before him, looking down at the head of his dick before he sighed. He honestly didn't know if he would be able to fit but he heard Francis had gotten himself in fully with a younger boy than Ludwig and he began to wonder. He frowned as he felt his brother kick out from below, looking down to see him staring up at him from over his shoulder and he closed his eyes.
Logic be damned. He began to push in and he immediately was met with resistance and a gasp.
"A-Ah!" He steadied the small hips. "...B-Big!"
"Yes, Ludwig... It's going to be big." He growled, digging his nails into the boy's skin. "If it gets too much you tell me to stop, you got that!?"
He didn't answer.
"Ludwig!"
"Y-Yes!" He finally replied. Gilbert sighed and looked down, frowning as he saw his tip was barely in. He looked to the trees as he forced a bit more of himself in and below him there came a cry. He paused, waited for a command, and pressed in a bit further when he got none. They repeated the process until Gilbert was halfway in and shaking as he tried to control himself.
Ludwig was tighter than anything he had ever experienced.
"A-Ahhh..." There was finally a moan from the boy. "S...So full!" Gilbert blushed. he really had a knack for stroking his ego.
"Are you alright, Ludwig?" He asked before his breath caught in his throat as he felt him clench. He was going to burst at this rate.
"More!" The answer came back and he felt his cheeks turn red. "More, brother, I want more!"
"I don't think I can fit in more..." He replied truthfully but his little brother's head turned and an eye full of desire stared at him from over his shoulder.
"B-Broooother, more! More!"
He sighed and winced as he pushed more of himself in, his legs shaking as they tried to hold himself up. His ears were filled with the boy below constantly crying 'More!' and he found himself buried to the hilt, his body shaking as he felt the spasms around him.
Jesus Christ he was tight.
"MORE!"
"Ludwig, FUCK! This is as far as I can go!" His hands wrenched off the child's hips and slammed on the ground, his fingers pulling at the grass. "Ah.. Ah, shit!"
"Ahh, brother, more!"
"LUDWIG!" Gilbert braced himself as he felt his body jerk but he was able to control himself from releasing but at the expensive of some energy. Underneath him Ludwig seemed to gain more back and he slowly began bucking against the cock up his ass. Gilbert was the one to let out a whimper.
"Ah, brother, please!" He opened one eye and saw the child sticking his tongue out from over his shoulder. "Please kiss me! Please move!"
Gilbert let out a strained gasp before he obeyed. He kissed the boy, shocked at how much more wanton he had gotten, and slowly began to move, his hips rocking against Ludwig's. As their tongue met he couldn't help but shudder at the feeling, allowing the boy to suck on it while he pressed his body against him.
Their gentle rocking turned rougher and soon Ludwig’s chest was against the ground, his mouth open in loud pants as Gilbert fucked him from above. He wasn’t pulling out that much but it was enough to drive Ludwig crazy as if he was. He clawed the grass, bucked up erratically, and constantly, constantly cried out his name.
“G-GILBERT!”
It was driving him mad.
“Gilbert!
“Aw, fuck me, Ludwig… You tight little bitch!” He chewed on the lobe of his ear before he gave it another tongue bath which the boy seemed to enjoy. “At this rate I don’t think I can ever stop!”
“Ah, brother!” He smiled, leaning into the nips he was receiving. “Brother.. I want this every night!”
The old pervert’s eyes lit up and he smiled as he pulled away some of his shirt to suck on his shoulder. Every night fucking his tight little brother? He could get on board with that. He didn’t reply back but turned his brother’s head to give him a deep kiss. He got his meaning across and Ludwig was soon spreading his legs more as he sunk further against the ground.
Gilbert let out a growl. “West… I don’t think I can control myself much longer.” He muttered and the boy clenched back at his words. “You tell me to stop if I hurt you, you got it?”
“Y-Yeees.”
He kissed his cheek and ear before he slowed to a stop above him. He planted his feet at a comfortable spot, making sure to brace himself against the ground before he let out a sigh and stared at the woods. He honestly hoped his brother wouldn’t tell him to quit.
Ludwig let out a moan below and he closed his eyes before he got into the mindset he wanted. Then, without a warning, he began fucking the boy into the dirt.
Ludwig let out a howl so loud that the dogs a kilometer down started to bark. Gilbert didn’t hear them.
“F…Fuck! FUCK! FUUUCK!” He shouted, his grip slipping as he moved to hugging his brother tight. Ludwig was wailing in pleasure, his feet kicking the dirt as he tried spreading his legs even more as Gilbert was slamming into him, his balls slapping against his skin. They were flipped onto their back so the boy stared up at the sky, his body relentlessly abused as Gilbert moved to his release.
It didn’t take long before Ludwig was clenching as hard as he could around the cock moving inside, his mouth open in a silent cry before he spilled out the clear fluid from his shaking cock. Gilbert let out a noise like an animal roaring and he squeezed the boy tight in his grip, his heels digging into the earth. Ludwig let out a cry of pain before his eyes closed and he accepted it. Gilbert still pounded into his body.
Finally he came with a hiss and erratically thrust into his brother on his lap, pushing the seed out by accident and making it spill down the poor boy’s thighs. With a gasp from them both they collapsed on the earth, Gilbert popping out of Ludwig’s wet hole with a loud noise and the boy letting out a cough as he reached between his legs.
They remained motionless until Ludwig began to stir. Gilbert merely closed his eyes.
“B-brother…” He opened them again and turned his head to see him hunched over a bit and holding his sides. “B-Brother, I-I think I wet myself!”
Slowly Gilbert moved up and gently pushed the boy over, checking between his legs. All he saw was his cum dripping out of his hole and coating his white legs. He nearly lost it again.
“You’re fine, West.” He sniffed, rubbing his nose on his sleeve before he laid back. “Just.. Well-fucked.”
His brother paused and looked between his legs before his ears went red and he avoided eye contact with him. It got to the point where Gilbert now began to worry and leaned up to see what was wrong. If he broke the boy, he could never forgive himself..
“Ludwig?” He touched his arm and the boy shuddered. “Ludwig, did I hurt you?!”
There was an eerie silence before he was catapulted to the ground by the boy burying his face into his body. Gilbert let out a yelp, his arms coming to hug his body when he heard him sob.
“S-So… N-now that we had sex… A-are you going to leave me like the maids?”
Gilbert blinked before he let out a laugh causing the boy to deliver a punch to his head. It actually hurt for a second. “Jesus, West, NO!” He forced the boy into his lap. “No, those maids are… eh, places to dump my awesome sperm.” He waved his hand and the wet blue eyes came up to look at him. “Ludwig, I would never fuck you and leave.”
The boy seemed to brighten in his arms. He was about to lay back down when a pinkie finger was shoved into his field of vision.
“D-Do you promise?”
He said nothing before he gave him a smile and brought his hand up to show him his pinkie finger.
“I promise.”
The boy’s cheeks burned and he reached over to link their fingers to seal the promise. Gilbert smiled before he naughtily poked the boy’s sides and he began to tickle him in his lap, laughing at the shrieks he got.
He had woken that morning with the only thought in his head about swords; teaching his brother how to fight and defend himself.
Now in the early evening he found himself teaching his brother things he never thought he’d do again. Kiss, share, and most of all, love.
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