"Why the hell did Gilbert invite me over?..." The American thought, as he walked into the Prussian's house. He could hear Germany screaming at his wurst from the kitchen, and the Prussian talking to his bird in his bedroom.
"Who's mah awesome Gilbird? OBVIOUSLY YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE NAMED AFTER THE AWESOME ME!" The Prussian laughed loudly.
America slowly walked to his bedroom, peeking in on him. Prussia squealed. "DUDE! Don't sneak up on people like that. Totally not awesome. Now get your ass in here." America walked into the fairly big room. The Prussian closed the door behind them.
"Now.. To get to the reason why I brought you here…" The bird had flew out of the room before Prussia slammed the door. America was aimlessly walking around in circles in the Prussian's room. Prussia had grabbed America by the waist, getting a strange result out of the American, as if he didn't even care, almost.
"Dude. Don't do that. It's creepy..." Prussia gave him a bit of a funny stare, and slowly slipped his hands down the American's pants without him even noticing as he ranted on. "I mean really only lovers do that and I'm not your lover.. I mean yet, Seriously. I may be bi and all but seriously you can't just do that right I mean..."
America ranted on and on, and the Prussian replied with maybe a "Mhm" or a nod as he slowly progressed to America's manhood. "I mean seriously dude people who do that are weird I mean even if I've known you for a long ti—" America paused as Prussia had grabbed Florida.
"D-DUDE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" He squirmed around a bit, as the Prussian was trying to take control of him. "It's alright, dude.. Just calm down and let me do my awesome work.. Don't fight the power of the awesome Prussia.."
The Prussian moved his hands up and down on the American's vital regions. "Didn't I say to... s-stop...? Or are you deaf 'er somethin…" America tried to push his hands away.
"I said to relax, because if you fight it, it'll end up hurting." America panted a bit. "But I don't want you to take my fuckin' vital regions.." The Prussian gave him a weird stare. "Who said I was going to do that? You'll get your chance, don't worry dude.."
America had a bit of an angered expression. "I'll take YOUR vital regions…" he thought pervertedly. He always dreamt of having land in Europe and Asia. "Juuust relax.. Dude, you're all tense and whatever. It'll make you feel better."
The Prussian reassured him, although America wasn't really in the mood to be reassured. But, he admitted that Prussia was right about the last part. He sighed a bit, he was trying to keep quiet so Germany didn't hear them. "A-Alright… Just get it the fuck over withhh.."
To help the American keep quiet, he kissed him, pushing his tongue into his mouth, as if a battle for dominance, America won, like he had done with England or Russia. But he knew that he should let Gilbert finish and then he would be able to top him. The Prussian pushed him against the wall for easier access.
"Mff.. Gilbert.." America had moaned quietly between kisses, as the Prussian was moving his hands faster with every minute. "Don't… Hold back… Any longer, dude… Or I'll make you not hold back.." Prussia tickled the tip of his manhood, which made America almost scream while kissing him.
"Mmmnn-!" He came into the Prussian's hands, with a bit of a sigh of relief. "I told you... It would make you feel better… I don't lie, do I?"