"Hey Arthur! Where are you? "Asked Alfred when he came into the house of the English.
"You left the door open!" Shouted America, fearing that something had happened to his ex older brother. Then he began to run around the house looking for the other, who was in the kitchen sat down with his head resting on the table and holding an empty bottle of ale.
"Hey Arthur! Ha ha ha! What are you doing sitting there? "
"What do you want bloody yankee?" Arthur said in a voice that seemed he had just woken up.
"Ha ha ha! I came to bother you a while! "Said Alfred.
"I resent the fact that you exist, yankee. It's not necessary to come to my house. "
"Hey! You are being too evil! "Alfred pouted after saying that. But then he realized that something was wrong with Arthur: he rose from the table abruptly, revealing that he was wearing his pirate costume and placed the hat that he used to wear, and Alfred sensed that something bad would happen. Arthur pirate meant nothing good.
"He ... hey, Arthur! What's wrong? "The American retreated more and more, while Arthur went on until Alfred was cornered against a wall with no chance to escape. At that time, Arthur lifted him in his arms as if they were newly married and took him to his room to throw him violently to the bed and take off his clothes in the blink of an eye.
"I-Iggy what are you doing!" screamed the blue eyed, who understood little or nothing of what was happening to the green-eyed.
"Ha ha ha! Now I understand! You're drunk! "Concluded America. The truth was that England was completely sober, the effect of drunkenness had vanished before Alfred came. But Arthur ignored this and the next thing he did was to pull his own clothes off and take his former colony from the waist to turn him around for Arthur's chest to lean on the back of Alfred, who was screaming for release but was also enjoying acts of the older, who began to tour the foreign body with his hands sinfully, emphasizing on the vital regions of the minor. Alfred, meanwhile, no longer denied and allowed to do, reaching the sky when he felt how Arthur touched and masturbated his vitals. Finally, Arthur could make Alfred spread by emitting a soft moan. After that he directed two of his fingers, which were filled with the Alfred's seed, at the entrance of this one. He introduced them abruptly at the entrance of the young then moved inside of it, opening and closing as if they were scissors.
"IGGYY!" Cried Alfred. But he didn't want the British to stop, no matter much it hurted: It was a mixture of pain and indescribable pleasure.
"I've been waiting so long to do this, Alfred" Arthur said at last to replace his fingers for his member slowly. He introduced every inch of his length until it was completely inside Alfred.
"Iggy ..." groaned the U.S. getting ready for what was coming. At that time the English could not contain himself and pulled out his wildest side, one that had been compressed for so long: He grabbed Alfred's hips and moved quickly and sharply with all his strength, making Alfred feel beyond Paradise.
And so were a full minute until they both felt they were going to spread.
"ALFRED" shouted Arthur.
"Arthur!" Groaned Alfred.
And they both spread together, as if their bodies were synchronized. And they both groaned with pleasure at the same time. Arthur got out from the Alfred's inside and laid next to him, exhausted and sweaty.
And their hearts were beating at the same rate. They could feel it. And they both thought that was the most perfect moment that could have shared together. Both suddenly looked into the other's eyes.
"I love you ..." they said together.
