Beowulf was horny.

It's been too long, a whole day, since he had his lover's thick schlong. He knows he has his duties to attend to, but he felt incomplete without Grendel's magnum dong sheathed in him.

He could not focus, and he would shout at his soldiers for minor offenses. He was fidgety and bothered. He needed the d.

Beowulf laid on his bed aching to stroke his schlong as he thinks about his lover; he knows how much Grendel despised when he came on his own. His release was only to be allowed when Grendel gave permission.

But Beowulf could not stand the lack of touch on his schlong. His lover is not even here. He would not notice what he is doing now. Making up his mind, he quickly strokes his d.

"N-nghh, Grendel!" He roars as he increases the pace of his strokes.

Suddenly as if calling his name has summoned him, Grendel appeared in Beowulf's room, watching his lover play with himself.

"You have been naughty, haven't you," Grendel pinned Beowulf's wrists above his head with one hand and use his free one to rip Beowulf's clothes off.

"Where were you!" Beowulf screamed with annoyance as he tries to hide his pleasure of seeing his lover.

Grendel ignores the question as he flips his lover over and spanks his butt. "You need to be punished."

"A-ahh daddy!" Beowulf did not expect the spanking but he felt aroused by it. "Y-yes, daddy, punish me! I was a bad boy."

"And why do you need to be punished?" Grendel spanks him again.

"B-because I touched myself-a-ahh-without permission..."

"Yes. You broke the rules, you naughty boy." Grendel turns Beowulf over and begins to play with his nips. "How else should I punish you?"

"Daddy, please... please make me good. I want to be a good boy. Fill me up with your big juicy schlong. Please. Oh Daddy!"

"Oh? Is that so? You want my magnum dong?" Beowulf nods. Grendel spreads Beowulf's legs apart. He thrusts two fingers into his lover's hole and starts to scissor him.

"N-nghh," Beowulf's face flushed as he squirms at the initial contact; he needs to adjust to the foreign objects.

Before Beowulf got used to the fingers, Grendel takes then out and aligns his thick sword and thrust a mighty thrust into Beowulf.

"A-ah!" Beowulf roars as he feels himself getting impaled. He dreamt of this schlong for so long.

"M-moree!" slurs Beowulf as Grendel thrusts in again. "Fill me up, daddy!" He reaches to touch his neglected d but Grendel stops him.

"Naughty boy, you're still being punished. I want you to come without any touching." He pulls out his sword and angles it differently and thrusts back in.

This time, Grendel, with skills, purposely penetrated his lover to hit his prostate.

"DADDY!" Beowulf screams from pleasure. The over stimulation causing his d to come. A river of his semen flowed out all over his stomach.

"A-ahh, daddy. Daddy! Please fill me up with your come. Make me pregnant with your child!"

Seeing his lover in such a state, with flushed face, junk all over him, and his sword sheathed inside, his lover's words only made Grendel's thick juicy schlong begin to thicken even more towards his own release.

"Yes, I'll make you filled with my come, and you're going to have my child." With that Grendel reaches his orgasm and pours his seeds into his lover as Beowulf moans while squeezing the milk out of Grendel's dong.

Beowulf is now pregnant.

THE END