While he was not surprised, at Berwald's reaction, Tino still found it strange to see Berwald blushing as he undressed and laid him down. Tino confidently unbuttoned Berwald's shirt, pausing for a moment to feel his lover's warm body, running his hand down from Berwald's lower neck to his waist, then up again to rub his nipples. "Ahh, I..." Berwald moaned. Tino crawled up to where Berwald's face was, sticking his ass in the air, and kissed the Swede. Tino's head jerked up in surprise as he felt Berwald's tongue slip down his throat, then he relaxed again when he was used to the sensation. He pulled his upper body back into an upright position to crouch over Berwald's crotch to take off his white T-Shirt, exposing his hourglass body figure. Berwald sat up and pulled the neighbouring country back closer to him, so Tino relaxed and let his legs no longer support his weight and let them flop lazily around Berwald's thighs. They kissed again, less quickly than before, allowing Tino to lick Berwald's face, something he hadn't done before. It just tasted how he expected skin to taste; slightly salty as he expected, but there was something about this simple act that seemed to turn him on.

Tino loosely stood up, undid his belt and let his trousers fall to his feet, and he stepped out of them, he tossed them to one side with his left foot. "You're blushing," Berwald stated, "nervous?"

"I know," Tino sighed, "Even through we've done this a few times, I'm still kind of, well, nervous getting naked in front of you and having," Tino paused , "sex." he continued after a pause that lasted around three seconds.

"Don't worry," Berwald spoke in a somewhat monotonous yet soft voice, "you will gain more confidence as time goes on." Berwald was now hugging Tino from behind, his arms around Tino's shoulders. But Tino blushed even more as Berwald's right hand slipped into his boxers and squeezed his right butt cheek, index finger moving dangerously close to the hole that lay in the middle. "No," Tino said firmly but still informally, but with a serious expression so Berwald knew he meant it, "I don't want you to do me...there."

"Okay," smiled Berwald.

"I'm serious! I'm just not...ready."

"Okay."

When Tino turned around, he noticed Berwald was also standing behind him, also in his boxers, Tino took a step forward and hugged Berwald. Berwald collapsed once again onto the bed they were both standing on. Then Tino crawled down backwards, and gently pulled off the Swede's boxers, his penis lay, already hard. He run his fingers from the top, to the base, and his large balls. Tino, timidly, took a lick of the top, running his tongue around before wrapping his lips around it, and trying to get it as deep down his throat as possible. But he ended up gagging, and took it out his mouth and coughed.

Tino tried again, this time knowing not to go so deep until he was more used to giving oral sex. But while he was moving his head up and down, sucking and licking, he could hear Berwald's moaning: a sign of appreciation. Tino paused to suck and lick his large balls, putting his hand on Berwald's penis. But promptly started sucking him off again when heard Berwald gasping, "Don't stop. I, I..." Tino sucked Berwald some more, but for only a few seconds when he felt cum fill the ends of his mouth, so he took his mouth out, and gave the him a brief handjob, allowing more of the warm and sticky liquid erupt onto his face; some landing on his right cheek just to the top of his mouth. He had to close his eyes to avoid any going in, but instead some went just below his right eye. However, a lot ended up in his well made-up blonde hair. He took some on his finger from his cheek, and casually licked it. "Sweden, it tastes so good," he managed to say, his mouth still full of cum, "I love you." Tino swallowed some, but spat out most of it into his left hand. "Sorry," he smiled up at Berwald, "I can't swallow all of it." Berwald looked down at his lover, and nodded to acknowledge it. "I love you too," he said.

Berwald got up, and gently lay Tino down. "So you're still hard?" Berwald said, staring at Tino's erect dick. Tino simply blushed and giggled, not quite sure how to answer. Berwald licked the base of Tino's dick before sliding it slowly into his mouth, forming a bulge on the nation's left cheek. Tino smiled, and breathed heavily from the immense pleasure. "Don't stop!" He begged, "It feels so good!" Berwald didn't stop; he kept sucking, his head bobbing up and down. Tino cried out once again as white cum squirted out of his dick, and onto the country's face. Berwald sat up, leaned over to Tino, and kissed him again. Tino flinched a moment at the taste of his own cum, which he quickly got used to.

They kissed for another few seconds. Berwald paused to lick Tino's face, making Tino turn bright red again. "You're cute when you're nervous," Berwald whispered into his ear. Tino nodded and smiled, then yawned. "You tired?" Berwald asked.

"Yeah."

They both glanced at the clock: 2:15 A.M.

"Okay then, so am I, let's get some sleep," Berwald agreed.

"But let's still cuddle in bed," Tino smiled.

They both lay down, pulling the covers over them. Tino lay next to Berwald, one leg on top of him, Berwald put his arm around Tino, which reminded them of the time many years ago when Tino first realised Berwald was in love with him. Tino lay his hand's on the neighbouring country's soft butt, and Berwald rested his head over Tino's chest, listening to his heart beat.