Fuck me until I can't walk, talk or breathe
Fucking in the snow fr
I'm so disappointed in myself dear god
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A German man was currently running in the snowy Russian woods.. He had been shot in his arm and was currently running away from being found by Soviet soldiers, he was on high alert and looking all around him as he ran. He got so distracted at looking behind him and to the sides that he didn't notice the tall figure in front of him, waiting patiently... With his arms crossed and a glare that could kill.
He panted heavily as he started to hear the soldiers go into different directions and didn't think to go any further his direction, he sighed in relief and grabbed onto a thin tree for support, his arm now stinging in pain which had been subdued due to the adrenaline he felt from running away from being executed. He leaned up against the tree and sat down on the cold snow, taking deep breaths and ripping his pants to use it as a bandage for his arm. It was pouring out blood just yet but it still needed to be covered so that he didn't have any infections. He flinched and hissed as he wrapped it around, keeping as quiet as he could as he tied it tight and put some snow on it, just to numb it a bit.
He sighed and looked around, he couldn't stay in one spot forever.. So he started walking away from where he was, away from the Soviet soldiers until he bumped into something... Warm. And tall. He felt immediate fear and held his breath, he didn't dare to look up.
"So you're really here huh?"
Fuck, fuck, fuck. He knew exactly who it was, he was his enemy, the one he tried to invade at one point and the country itself.. The Soviet Union. He kept completely still and quiet, knowing that right then and there he was a dead man. He went on his knees and begged to USSR.
"I-I'm so sorry, please don't kill me! I have a wife and son who I hold dearly, I didn't want any of this to happen, it was all H*tler's fault I swear-"
The confidence that he had once before completely crashed into millions of pieces, he was so frightened that he had stooped so low as to beg for mercy from his own enemy. He kept himself from crying, and just kept still on the ground, closing his eyes and hoping for the best. He heard the man crouching down and putting a hand on his shoulder.
"... I'm not that cruel to execute you just now. Though, this will be the only time I let this slide.. If I see you here, on my land, again.. I'll kill you."
The German felt relieved and nodded, looking up at the man. "Oh thank you thank you thank you! I-I.."
"But.."
TR looked at USSR's eyes to see another frightening glare... Of course there was a catch to this, wasn't there?
"I'll let you free now.. If you do something for me."
"And that is..?"
USSR smirked and held him by the chin, inching closer and closer to his face. "As you know, I've been busy because of this petty war of yours.. Well, H*tler's as you say. I haven't had time to spend with my family... Or to satisfy my needs. So.."
TR felt horrified, was he really asking for what he thinks he's asking..? He kept listening just in case he had the wrong idea.
"How about you satisfy those needs for me, hm? If you decline, you don't escape"
This put quite a bit of pressure on TR, he sweated but he didn't want to die, he wanted to atleast see his wife and kids before he did atleast.. This may be a shameful act for a man to do with another man... But if it was to live...
"Fine."
"Excellent! We'll do it right here."
The taller and stronger man immediately pushed the German onto his back on the snow. He was surprised that they were going to do this in the cold snowy woods, and disgusted at what was happening already but he didn't exactly have a choice. His arm stung slightly but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle, he looked up at the man who was taking his belt off with one hand. He didn't want to look, he didn't want to hear and he definitely did not want to feel what was going to happen to him so he simply looked to the side.
USSR noticed but did not say anything, this was just for pleasure and survival, nothing else. He unbuckled his belt and put it next to him, putting his hands on the Germans pants and pulling them down as well. TR instinctively bent his leg as he felt his pants slowly come off. USSR didn't want to give the man frostbite so he let him have his boots and socks on, only pulling his pants down to the knees and underwear probably there as well, they both stayed in silence except for the heavy breathing that TR had because of his arm and the cold hitting his skin.
"Would you prefer a different position? I don't want you to suffer from the cold."
The German man blushed softly, thinking about the only other position that could possibly be a bit more comfortable. "Sure."
He sat up, still looking away, and turned around, only having his knees and hands on the snow now, and little to no wind hitting anything that was sensitive. He felt embarrassed that USSR would get to see his behind entirely but if this is what he had to do, he'll do it. USSR hummed and got closer the TR, looking down to see if he had to lube up or stretch anything, and, unfortunately, he had to do both. TR could feel him staring and felt slightly nervous and embarrassed until he felt something cold.. A gel go down his ass.
"What are you-?!"
USSR shushed him and just quickly and carefully shoved his finger inside of TR to start stretching him, leaving the poor German confused and moaning softly, trying to keep as quiet as possible. USSR tried to kiss his neck and comfort him as he stretched him out slowly, the other man simply let him and trembled at how uncomfortable it was. USSR thought that it was fine and stretched enough and quickly pulled his fingers out, unbuttoning his boxers and lubing himself up as well. TR waited patiently, awaiting the pain he knew was about to come. He didn't expect it to be as bad as it was and his arms completely collapsed and made him swear and whine into the snow as USSR slowly slid himself in.
USSR groaned at just how tight TR was and went slowly until he was fully inside of him, seeing just how uncomfortable it was for the both of them. He started to quite like how tight TR was around him and feeling how he was trying to push it out, it was cute to say the least, TR bit his lip to prevent himself from moaning or groaning too loudly. USSR started to slowly thrust in and out of TR, goraning softly as the German beneath him started moaning and flinching at every thrust.
TR was ashamed that he was even making noises and.. Enjoying it. As USSR picked up the pace, he helped TR out by slowly jerking him off, TR was too embarrassed to say or do anything so he just let him. Both of them started going louder and faster until they both reached their climax. USSR pulled out immediately, patting the Germans head in an almost 'good job' way. TR was way too embarrassed to say if he enjoyed it or not and just sat up with a bit of difficulty and pulled his pants up, not saying another word.
USSR couldn't help but chuckle. "Giving me the silent treatment now?"
He sighed and took TR to the border so that he could leave in peace, TR felt humiliated he had to do such things with USSR but did eventually get to see his family back at home.
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