I couldn't even attempt to contain my moans. Alfred's warm hand stroking my member was so much to take in. Just a few minutes ago, he was lecturing me about my self harm....and now he's pressing his lips to the tip of my cock. I bit my lip and tilted my head back, curling my toes to withstand this pleasurable torture. I watched as the stronger man gently bobbed his head on my manhood--as if I could stay quiet!
"Hnnnnnaha.....A-Alfred.... P-Please....."
I wasn't sure what I was begging for, but obviously Alfred knew. He smiled devilishly and flipped me over, propping me on my knees.
"W-Wait. Be careful!"
I yelped as he leaned down and stuck his tongue into my tight, pink, virgin entrance. I squeaked out a moan and my prick throbbed. I could hear him spit on his cock and ask me if I was ready.
Hesitantly, I nodded and bit the bedsheets as he slowly pushed in the tip. It hurt so bad, but it felt so good. I groaned in this mixture of ecstasy and pain, softly arching my back.
After making sure I was ready, Alfred began pounding me without mercy. I yelped his name as is eight inch cock rammed in and out of my virgin hole.
~~~~~~~~America's PoV~~~~~~~~~
I could tell Artie was a virgin just by how tight he was. The warm wet cavern I was destroying clinched around me, but it only made me more aroused.
I destroyed his ass for an hour and a half before Arthur was screaming that he was going to cum. His orgasm face was so adorable and it only took me a few more thrusts before I sprayed my hot seed into him.
We both collapsed in a panting mess. Naked, sweaty, and exhausted. I smiled and kissed the man I made love to on the lips.
"That was....amazing, Artie. I'd love to do it again sometime...."
His eyes lit up and flashed a bright smile, nodding in agreement. That night, we slept better than ever before--- in each others arms.
