Ok first off, I don't own Hetalia or any of the characters. Next, this has yaoi, gay sex, cursing, and stuff like that that's not suitable for anyone under the age of 18… but if you're like me you will most likely read it anyway. This will have many chapters that will have Norway paired with others.

This is the first time I wrote anything that counts as a story and I have trouble with spelling and grammar so thank you Denmark for editing the whole thing for me and for the idea of adding THAT. And thank you, Norway and Sweden for inspiring the story over that MSN chat.

Concentrating on what his friends are messaging him over MSN, Norway didn't notice his ugly, green troll come up behind him. Bing! On the screen it read:

From Denmark:

You know you love it when I touch your curl, Norge. xD

From Sweden:

Really, Denmark, does he really like it that much? It is just a piece of hair.

From Denmark:

Oh, he likes it A LOT! I can make him orgasm just with that one little hair.

Norway blushes and quickly types back that Denmark is a lying ass, but in reality it's all true. He loves the way Denmark touches, twirls, and fingers his little curl. Another Bing! brings him back from him memories of Denmark.

From Iceland:

Norway, your curl is still sensitive? I thought you would have out-grown that.

From Denmark:

What are you talking about, Ice?

From Iceland:

When we were younger, if you touched his curl he would react to it… and apparently he still does.

Norway starts to tap the keys, attempting to defend himself. Behind him, his troll is reading everything that pops up. Wondering if what they're saying is true, the troll pokes Norway's curl.

"Ah!" Norway squeaked. Turning around to see who poked his curl, he finds his green, floating friend smiling. Now that the troll knows that the curl is sensitive, he grabs it and pulls.

"Neh! What are you doing?!" Norway yells out. His only response is his troll rubbing the curl between his fingers. "Ah ah… stop this n-now!" Norway gasps out, which only pleases the troll more.

Norway's body starts to react to the pleasure of his curl being touched and his member starts pushing against his pants. He hears distant Bings! from the computer but can't make himself type back.

His troll notices the bulge by Norway's hips, and being his curious self, starts to rub and massage it. Norway can't speak; the only sounds he makes are moans and sharp breaths. Soon he is dragged across the room onto his bed and his pants are being pulled off his legs.

He whines when his troll leaves him to search the room, who finds lube and, curiously, a spatula. When he comes back, Norway has his chest to the bed, his ass in the air, and his hand pumping his own erection. The troll then coats the spatula with lube and starts to tease Norway's entrance with it.

Becoming impatient, Norway shoves back on the spatula, which causes it to go deep inside him. The troll, sensing what Norway wants, starts to drive the spatula in and out. Norway, loving the feel of metal in his ass, starts to pleasure himself again.

After a short time of getting used to the feeling, the troll picks up his speed with pumping and Norway does the same.

"Oh… I'm going to-ah-… come!" Norway screams and comes in his hand. The troll pulls out the spatula, and Norway collapses flat on the bed. Soon, he relaxes and falls into a dreamless sleep.

And that's it for chapter one. I need motivation to finish chapter two, which has Denmark finding Norway in the morning, so please review.