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He clambered onto the bed as Gorm pulled his pants off forcefully. He laid there sprawled before him. Puffs of air left his lips, appearing above him in smokey clouds. It was cold inside the room since they still didn't start the fire.
"I'll keep you warm," Gorm promised as he climbed over him. He was still in his underpants and tunic. Gorm straddled him. He reached onto his back and pulled his tunic over his head. Revealing those hard muscles to his eyes. Gunnar sighed at the sight before him. Perfectly defined every dip. Every crease was sculpted into perfection. Gorm raised a brow at his wandering look.
Gorm's fingers gently slid over Gunnar's abs. His fingerprints, leaving scorching desire behind. Not that they were that defined as the man's above him. Gorm trailed his finger lower until it reached his V line. He smirked at the shudder. Gorm always loved how responsive he was. He moved lower, making his covered cock rub against his vulnerable one. Gunnar moaned in delight.
Gorm's mouth stayed above Gunnar's cock. As Gorm's breath ghosted his member, he moaned again. Gorm chuckled before his lips enveloped the semi-hard dick. Gunnar bucked. Gorm licked him all over, covering his cock in saliva and then diving deeper. This wasn't the first time Gorm had his cock down his throat. He sure hoped it wouldn't be the last.
He groaned once his cock touched the back of Gorm's throat. The tight restriction made him buck even more. Gorm gagged, and Gunnar paused in his thrusting. But that didn't stop Gorm from rolling his tongue all over his length. Gunnar moaned as Gorm continued his licking. Soon his balls were sticky with saliva and his cum that kept leaking. Gunnar kept gasping for breath as Gorm feasted on him.
He writhed as he felt Gorm's lips suckle on his balls. He needed to come. The desire was so strong that he kept pushing towards Gorm's mouth. His cock slapped Gorm into his cheek, and the powerful man smirked. Gorm turned him around, slapping his ass cheek. He whined as his cock was left without any care, still leaking. Gorm hoisted him onto his knees and forced his cheeks apart. Gunnar moaned as he felt the fingers teasingly sliding over his hole. He felt something slick and realised that Gorm was applying the salve.
Gorm's fingers prodded him, applying pressure only outside. The anticipation was killing him. He wanted something inside him. It was a long time since he felt it, over a year. He felt the finger stretch him. Prodding further and further. Gunnar moaned in delight and pushed himself backward. He wanted more. The finger slid in and out, applying pressure inside him. A second finger slid in easier without any delicious burn. He prodded him, searching. Then he felt it. The sound that left his lips was almost inhuman when Gorm hit the spot. He almost bucked out of bed as he felt the pressure being applied.
Gorm pushed onto the spot more as he stretched him with his fingers. He definitely missed this feeling. Precum leaked out of his slit under him. His bed was going to be disgusting again. He whined as he felt the fingers leave him and followed after them. He felt as if his hole was left gaping. He heard a chuckle behind him and scoffed. His eyes widened as he felt the intrusion. Why did it seem as if he was larger than the last time they did this.
He knew that Gorm probably bathed his cock in salve so it would go in easier, but it still made him uncomfortable. It burned slightly as his hole stretched around the cock. Gorm pushed into him forcefully, knocking him forward. Gunnar cried out. There was a slight pain, but then he moaned in pleasure. He felt so full it brought tears into his eyes. He reached with his hand behind him, blindly searching for Gorm. Oh, how he missed this.
Gorm intertwined their fingers and pushed his hand next to Gunnar's head. Making himself flat against his back. Gunnar shuddered as he felt the skin against his back. His fingers clenched, and Gorm peppered his neck with kisses. He clenched his hole, making Gorm groan above him. Odin knew Gunnar wanted to feel his cum deep inside him.
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Fanfiction4 book of the Vikings series ManxMan Gunnar smirked lewdly this time, "I'm keeping it long so you can tug on it!" It didn't surprise him he was telling him this. The man on how much he sputtered that he was attracted to women, enjoyed whatever Gorm...