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Here is chapter 4! I hope I didn't make you wait too long for it. Say hello to a bunch of awkward in this chapter, but there will be sexy times just as I promised. Also, there are 43 people following this fic so I want to hear from all you 43 readers. I appreciate all my faves, follows, and reviews and I want to hear your feedback! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter!
As the day progressed, Arthur hardly saw Alfred at all and when he did see his colony, he was working diligently on his chores. The only other time the British nation saw the teen was when they met at the dining table for lunch. The younger blond had eaten all of his breakfast and lunch with no complaints or hormone induced hasty exits and as soon as the last gulps of Alfred's drink were consumed he left the dining room to continue with his chores. Now, Arthur was busy setting the table as he looked around the house.
The firewood was freshly chopped and piled in the corner and as the Briton walks into the kitchen to check on the food he sees all the fresh vegetables picked from the garden and waiting on the counter for Arthur to wash. Alfred's muddy work boots were sitting outside where they were supposed to be instead of tracking mud all over the house like he usually did. The older blond smiles to himself as he carries the food to the table. He should have given Alfred an incentive a long time ago.
Arthur can hear his colony upstairs washing up and knows it won't be long before the young man comes bounding down the stairs. The island nation places a few more items on the table like salt and pepper as well as forks and as soon as everything is ready he hears Alfred's clean boots sound on the stairs. The younger blond finally appears in the dining room and with an unreadable expression he takes his seat at the table. Arthur gives his colony a smile as he takes his seat across from the younger, "The garden looks wonderful, Alfred. You've really out done yourself today."
The two of them begin filling their plates as Arthur continues to talk, "I've barely seen you at all today since you've been so busy."
Alfred takes a few bites of his dinner before finally speaking, "I just did my chores like you told me to."
"And I'm just praising you for doing such a good job." The Briton notices the tinge of pink dusting Alfred's cheeks and knows what the teen is thinking about. Arthur would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about their little deal an awful lot today too. He also notices that the blue eyed colony has barely touched his dinner at all, "You've barely eaten any of your dinner, Alfred." A tiny smirk forms on the Englishman's lips as he speaks again, "I was under the impression that good boys ate all their meals with no trouble."
The blond teen bites his bottom lip and sighs heavily through his nose. He takes another tiny bite of his meal and gives his caretaker a small smile, "Can't I savor the meal a bit? It's not like I have to rush." In actuality, the closer it came to meeting Arthur in his bedroom, the more nervous Alfred became, but he'd never tell the Brit that.
The British nation, however, was not as naïve as Alfred thought. Arthur knew good and well that Alfred wanted, but at the same time was terrified by what they were going to do. The bond Briton takes a few more bites of his own meal as he continues to quietly watch his colony. The blue eyed boy's hands were trembling slightly as he brought his fork up to that beautiful mouth with such pink, soft, young lips. Arthur unconsciously licks his own lips as his green eyes slide down Alfred's clothed torso. He silently wondered what his colony's naked body looked like now that he was all grown up. When the island nation ceases his imaginings, he once again glances at Alfred's plate to see that most of the food remained just as before. Arthur clears his throat before addressing his teenage housemate, "Are you nervous at all, love?"
Alfred visually stiffens at the older blond's question and takes a nervous sip of his drink before replying, "N-no, why would I be nervous?" The young colony takes a look at Arthur's plate to see that his food is mostly untouched as well, "Besides, you haven't eaten much either. Are you nervous?"
"Not at all." A knowing smile forms on the Briton's face, "I'm more eager than nervous." The younger blond drops his fork with a clatter at hearing Arthur's words and his whole face turns pink, but the green eyed nation doesn't mention Alfred's actions as he begins to speak again, "I say that we forget this meal and adjourn to the bedroom." He gives his colony a lustful look, "Shall we?"
Alfred gulps audibly but nods all the same as he watches the Englishman stand up from the dining table and begin walking toward the staircase. The teenage colony watches as Arthur's body disappear behind the stairs and Alfred soon hears the British man's footsteps on the stairs. The blue eyed boy takes in a deep breath as he wills himself to stand up, "This is it, Alfred. This is what you've been wanting." He grabs his glass from the table and drains the liquid content quickly, "Don't screw this up."
After Alfred's self pep-talk, he too makes his way up the stairs and begins the short, but seemingly long walk toward Arthur's bedroom. The teenager places his hand on the knob and turns it slowly before pushing the door open to reveal the older blond lying on the bed. A shiver runs down Alfred's spine even though the Briton was still fully clothed minus his shoes. The younger man shakes his head from side to side thinking that this has to be a dream. All day Alfred had been convinced this was a dream, but then again there was Arthur and he looked pretty real. The colony pinches himself just to make sure though…not a dream.
The green eyed Brit finally sits up with an impatient expression on his face, "What are you waiting for, Alfred? The fact that I'm lying in bed and I haven't turned you away is permission enough." Arthur gestures with his finger in a come hither motion as he gives his colony a lustful look, "If you don't get over here soon I'll have to start without you."
With the island nation's words, Alfred finally enters the bedroom and closes the door behind him. There really was no point in closing the door considering he and Arthur were the only ones in the house, but the bedroom door being closed made Alfred feel safer somehow even though it made no logical sense. The younger blond slips his boots off his feet and slowly makes his way to the British nation's bed. He eventually deposits himself where Arthur's pale hand had been patting the mattress urging him to lie down beside his caretaker.
Arthur gives his young companion a seductive smirk before placing his body over Alfred's body and straddles the nervous colony's waist with his legs, "Your body is so tense, Alfred. There's no reason to be so anxious."
"I have every reason to be anxious." Alfred can feel his heart pounding fiercely in his chest as Arthur's body heat wafts over him, "W-what are ya gonna do to me?"
The Briton connects green with blue as he gazes intently into Alfred's eyes, "I'm going to make you feel good, love." The older blond licks his lips sensually before bringing said lips down to suck and tease the skin of Alfred's neck with urgent kisses.
Alfred closes his eyes at the feeling of Arthur's lips on his skin and every-so-often he feels the Brit's teeth nip at his neck before the warm, wet tongue soothes the tortured skin, "I-I…know it's gonna…gonna feel good, but…" The blue eyed colony lets out a moan as Arthur licks his way up Alfred's neck to begin sucking on an ear lobe, "But, is…um…is it gonna hurt?"
Arthur releases the younger's ear lobe with a puzzled look on his face, "Well, usually making someone feel good doesn't involve hurt…unless you're into that."
"No, I mean…" Alfred's face turns red at the Briton's words, but he continues trying to make the Englishman understand, "I mean…well, um…you know."
Understanding finally dawns on the older man's face, "Oh, Alfred…of course not. We won't be doing any of that this go round and if we were I'd be sure that's what you really wanted before we went any further." He brushes a few strands of sandy blond hair away from his colony's face with his calloused fingers, "We're just kissing right now, okay?"
Alfred nods his head timidly as he looks up at his older lover, "O-okay."
After making sure his colony is okay to continue, Arthur captures the teen's lips with his own. The kiss is chaste considering the Briton can still feel how tense Alfred's body is and he only presses his closed lips firmly against the younger blond's also closed lips. Arthur couldn't figure out where all of Alfred's boldness from the night before had gone, but he was determined to coax it back out. The British nation pulls away long enough to ask his colony a quick question, "What happened to the eager young man that all but mauled me last night? You seem a bit reluctant, Alfred." Arthur brushes his lips softly against Alfred's barely touching skin against skin before speaking again, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to and we can stop anytime if you feel uncomfortable."
Alfred quickly grips the Briton's arms in his hands as if he's afraid the older man will leave if he doesn't anchor him down somehow, "No, I want to…it's just last night I was doing what you said." He blushes a bit, "You know, to just kiss the 'girl' I liked, but I promise I'll do better." He lets out a sigh before smiling up at the Englishman, "Let's keep on kissing, okay?"
"As you wish, love." Arthur once again places his lips on the younger blond's lips and begins caressing the seam of Alfred's lips with the tip of his tongue until the blue eyed boy parts his lips for the island nation's prodding tongue.
Arthur's tongue explores the depths of his colony's mouth feeling every warm, moist section undisturbed for a few brief moments before Alfred's hesitant tongue slides against his own. The European nation takes this as a sign to deepen the kiss and presses his lips firmer against Alfred's now eager lips. Soon their kiss becomes the heated, sloppy kiss of the night before and the two men only relinquish the kiss because their need for oxygen overpowers their desire to stay connected. Arthur looks down at his panting lover to see that the young colony's blue eyes are dilated with lust and he can already feel the teen's erection hard against his backside. Alfred then licks his lips before circling his arms around the Brit's neck to pull him back down for a quick kiss, "More…I want more, Arthur."
Arthur smiles as he lets out a soft chuckle, "There's the eager colony I remember from last night." He grabs Alfred's arms to remove them from his neck before placing them on the pillow above the younger blond's head. He then uses one hand to secure both of Alfred's wrists together as he uses the other hand to begin unbuttoning the teen's shirt, "I am anxious to see how well your body has filled out since you've grown up so much."
The Englishman releases Alfred's wrists, but the blue eyed boy leaves his hands above his head just as Arthur had left them. With his newly freed hand, Arthur begins unbuttoning his colony's shirt at a more rapid pace and peppers each new piece of flesh revealed with soft kisses. Finally, each side of the shirt falls away to rest on the sides of Alfred's broad chest. Arthur lifts himself up to get a good look at the younger man's naked torso. When the Briton doesn't speak for several seconds Alfred begins to think his caretaker found his body unimpressive, "A-Arthur…is something wrong?"
The island nation is pulled from his thoughts and his gazing as Alfred's words reach his ears, "No, nothing's wrong." His green eyes roam down Alfred's chest and he places his hands on the heated skin residing there, "I just never realized how much you had actually grown and you are a very handsome young man I must admit."
Alfred's blushing face turns an even darker shade of red at Arthur's complimentary words, but before the younger blond can reply a gasp leaves his mouth as he feels the Briton's fingers pinching and pulling his nipples. The blond teenager lets out a soft moan as the English nation continues to toy with his nipples making them hard and sensitive. The young colony had never given his nipples much thought during his solo time and had never touched them while fantasizing about Arthur, but now he was beginning to wish he'd thought about it because the Brit's fingers were working wonders on his body. Alfred then feels Arthur's talented lips latch onto his collar bone and begin sucking on the flesh there as his fingers continue to send tingles down the teenager's spine.
The younger blond can't even form words as Arthur's lips and tongue travel from his collar bone down to his left nipple. As the Englishman begins laving Alfred's nipple with his tongue the colony finally moves his hands to place one in Arthur's blond locks where he grips his older lover's hair and with the other hand he grips the sheets as if his life depends on it, "Yes…Arthur…ah!"
The European nation smirks before taking his colony's nipple into his mouth to suck on the rigid flesh. He can feel his own cock hardening with each moan, gasp, and mewl coming from Alfred. He becomes more and more turned on with each desperate tug to his hair by the excited teen. After making sure both of Alfred's nipples receive equal treatment, Arthur lifts his body up once again removing his lips from the younger's nipple, "Did you enjoy that, love?" The Briton reaches behind him to lightly fondle Alfred's clothed erection, "It sure seems as if you enjoyed it."
Alfred only pants and looks up at Arthur with desperate eyes as he raises his hands up to begin unbuttoning the older blond's shirt, "I…I wanna see…I wanna see you." The blue eyed teen attempts to unbutton Arthur's shirt, but he soon finds that his hands and fingers are trembling too much to get a grip on the buttons.
The Briton eventually pushes Alfred's hands away with a smile, "Allow me, love." As his colony's hands fall away, Arthur slowly unbuttons his shirt until the smooth, pale skin of his chest and abs are revealed. The island nation quickly slips the shirt from his shoulders and off his arms to throw it across the bedroom.
Alfred rakes his eyes over the older man's chest as he brings his hands up to caress the slightly battle scarred flesh stretching across the lean muscles residing there. Soon Alfred's hands once again find their way to the back of Arthur's neck where he pulls his lover's lips down to his own for another passionate kiss. This time Arthur's tongue lazily slides into the younger blond's mouth where he savors Alfred's flavor and warmth and also maps out the inside of his colony's mouth. He hears Alfred groan and the blue eyed teen raises his hips up to grind his erection impatiently against Arthur's body.
The island nation breaks the kiss as he slides down the younger man's body to sit on his knees between Alfred's spread legs. The teenage colony positions himself onto his elbows to get a better look at what the Briton is up to, "What are you gonna do now?"
"I thought we had already discussed this, Alfred." Arthur begins unbuckling the younger's belt and slips it through the belt loops to throw it t the floor, "I'm going to make you feel good. Just relax and enjoy it, love."
"Okay." Alfred nods and watches as the green eyed Englishman finishes unbuttoning the pants before pulling them down. The teen lifts his hips to allow the Brit to slide the pants from his body. Once the pants are removed they are also thrown to the floor with the rest of the discarded clothes. Now, the only thing Alfred is wearing is his shirt still hanging from his arms and his underwear. He was feeling very exposed considering Arthur was only missing his shirt.
The Englishman notices Alfred's look of discomfort and tries to sooth him with words, "Are you okay, Alfred? We can slow down if you need to."
"No, I just thought that we would both be naked." His cheeks turn pink, but if he was going to be naked then he wanted Arthur to be naked too.
The island nation gives him an understanding smile, "Patience, Alfred. We'll both be naked in due time."
The young colony gulps, but nods in agreement as Arthur grabs the sides of his underwear and whisks them off his body to join the ever growing pile of clothes somewhere in the dark bedroom. A gasp leaves Alfred's mouth as the cool air in the bedroom caresses his cock that's already damp with pre-cum, "Arthur…"
The young blond never gets to finish his sentence as a British finger is pushed against his lips, "Shh, unless you're moaning for more or need to stop for whatever reason then I don't want to hear it." Alfred nods and the Brit gives him an approving smirk as he removes his finger from his colony's lips, "That's a good boy."
Arthur's fingers dance lightly down his colony's chest and abs until his fingertips brush against the soft trail of blond hair leading to the teen's very excited vital regions. The Englishman's hand finally grips the young man's cock and he begins pumping the slick organ at a slow pace. Alfred lets out a few restrained moans before sitting up completely, "Arthur, wait!" He grabs the older man's hand to stop his stroking movements, "Stop, please!"
The blond nation quickly pulls his hand back releasing Alfred's cock as he gives the teen a very confused and concerned look, "Alfred, what in the bloody hell is the matter with you?!"
"Th-this feels wrong!" He hastily covers his weeping erection with his hands as a deep red blush heats his cheeks.
The confused expression doesn't leave Arthur's face as he also sits up on his knees to face his colony properly, "What were you expecting it to feel like?"
"That's not what I mean." He shakes his head as begins speaking again, "It all feels really amazing, but I feel wrong for enjoying it and for wanting it!"
The Briton lets out a sigh as an even more perplexed expression appears on his features, "I don't follow, love."
Alfred pulls his knees up to his chest to further hide his complete nakedness, "It's just that…well, I know we aren't actually brothers, but you raised me ever since I was a baby and…and all the humans around here think that you really are my big brother." The younger blond lets out a huge sigh, "I guess I just feel weird because I used to look up to you in kind of a fatherly way and now…well, now I'm naked and you're feeling me up."
"Why are you just now bringing this up, Alfred?" Arthur brushes his hand through his own blond hair with a sigh, "We talked this morning and you never brought this up. Not to mention you were all for me 'feeling you up' last night and this morning."
"I know and I want it, but in my fantasies it was never real." He lets out another sigh as he looks down at his knees, "We're here in your bedroom and this is real." He raises his blue eyes back up to look at Arthur once again, "I didn't think I was supposed to have feelings like this for you."
Arthur shifts to sit in a more comfortable position to ignore his semi-erect cock rubbing against the fabric of his pants, "We're nations and landmasses meaning that we don't have to follow the same moral parameters as the humans. We have these personified forms to be able to fully understand what our people need the most, but as far as their familial relationships go they don't apply to us." The Englishman notices his colony's face is still set in confusion and he continues trying to explain, "What I mean is that just because I raised you it's not the same as if we were humans. I took you in to teach you all the things you need to know about being a country, but because we are human personified we experience the same feelings that humans experience."
Alfred's expression finally changes to one of understanding, "So, it's okay for us to feel this way about each other?"
"Of course it is." The Briton chuckles softly, "I wouldn't have agreed to do something with you that wasn't okay." He places a hand on Alfred's knee and tries to coax his colony's legs apart, "Sex between personifications can be done for two reasons. The first reason is to form intimate relationships with other nations in order to gain trust and allies, but the other reason is simply for pleasure."
He eventually gets Alfred to spread his legs again, but the blue eyed colony keeps his vital regions covered with his hands, "And you're positive that I won't get in some sort of trouble for doing 'stuff' with you?"
"I'm positive." The island nation begins rubbing the inside of Alfred's thigh with his hand, "Now, shall we continue where we left off, love?"
The younger blond nods, "Yeah, but only if you get naked too."
"That seems like a reasonable request." Arthur removes his hand from Alfred's thigh and begins removing his own belt, pants and underwear until he is equally as naked as his virginal colony, "Is that better?" He watches as Alfred nods, but notices how the teen's hands remain in front of his cock, "Then perhaps it is only fair that you move your hands."
The blushing teenager moves his hands immediately and falls back against the mattress before spreading his legs wider, "Now that I know this isn't bad I'm ready."
The European nation eyes his colony's still standing erection with a bit of jealousy considering his own had dwindled away during their talk, but he knew as soon as Alfred began making those sexy noises again it would return, "No more interruptions then?"
"Nope, I want it, please." The young colony raises his hips up off the mattress in an inviting way, "Touch me, Arthur."
Arthur could definitely feel his flaccid cock twitch at Alfred's request, "Of course, love."
The Englishman once again positions himself between Alfred's spread legs and takes his colony's dripping cock into his hand where he picks up where he let off. He pumps Alfred's cock at a slow rhythm and brushes his fingers across the swollen head of the teen's member before sliding his fist back down the shaft making it slick with the young man's own fluid. After only a few minutes of Arthur's slow stroking, the younger blond becomes impatient and begins bucking his hips up to gain more friction against his lover's grip, "F-faster, Arthur…(moan) please!"
The Brit once again feels his own prick begin to stiffen at the desperate tone in Alfred's voice, "Oh, you want me to go faster? I can't see why I should do that considering how amusing it is to watch you writhe on the bed like that."
Alfred grips the sheets in both hands until his knuckles turn white, "Please, Arthur…I-I (moan)…I need it faster…too slow!"
"You're such a needy little colony." He eventually picks up the pace of his stroking and smirks at the cute squeak that escapes Alfred's mouth, "I like it when you're needy." He watches the younger's face reflect the feelings of pleasure coursing through his body making his colony's hips rise and fall to the mattress in sync with Arthur's pumping, "Does it feel good, Alfred? Do you like to feel my hand on your cock?"
"Mmm, yes…(groan) feels good! Feels so good!" The blue eyed teen begins bucking his hips up at a more frantic pace making Arthur pull away. Alfred lets out a disappointed groan, "Why'd you...why'd you stop?!"
"Well, you're so young and inexperienced." The green eyed nation begins massaging his colony's balls tenderly as he continues speaking making Alfred squirm and whimper, "It would be a shame if you came before we even got to the best part."
Alfred can barely concentrate on his older lover's words as his balls are rolled and kneaded sending sparks of pleasure through his body, "W-what are ya…g-gonna do?"
The older blond doesn't respond as he flicks his tongue out to swipe across his colony's leaking cock head tasting the pre-cum copiously spilling out. Alfred's eyes widen as he lets out a surprised yet blissful moan. Arthur licks his lips as he savors the salty taste of Alfred's fluid on his tongue, "Did you think my mouth and tongue were only good for kissing you and lecturing you?"
When Alfred's only reply is a blissful groan, the island nation moves his hand up from his colony's balls to rest at the base of his cock, "I can assure you, Alfred, my mouth and tongue can work wonders on your virgin flesh. Would you like for me to demonstrate?"
Alfred lifts his hips in an attempt to get Arthur's hand to move, but when he has no success he lets out a defeated, keening moan, "Please, Arthur! Make me feel good like you promised!"
The Englishman groans as his own cock swells to full hardness again. If it weren't for Alfred's virgin status and his promise to the teen, he'd fuck the young colony into the mattress right about now, but he couldn't do that…at least not this go round. Instead, he grips the base of Alfred's cock more firmly as he lowers his mouth down around the head of the teenager's stiff rod. He hears the younger man whine out his immense pleasure as the Brit begins bobbing his head to slide his lips along the sensitive shaft.
Alfred had never imagined in all of his fantasies how wonderful Arthur's mouth could feel. Sure, he knew it would feel good, but this felt so much better than anything he'd ever dreamed up or experienced. He didn't really know what he was supposed to be doing, but his fingers itched to be buried in Arthur's golden locks and finally he can't resist any longer. He slips his hands into the Briton's hair where he grips it tightly before lifting his hips to slide more of his cock into his lover's hot mouth, "Yes! So good…(moan) d-don't stop…please, don't stop!"
Arthur allows Alfred to buck his hips and opens his throat to allow for the younger's quite impressive cock to slip in and out of his throat without choking him. The sounds of his colony's pleasure in his ears made his own cock twitch and swell even more than before and the Englishman can't stop his own hand from snaking down his body to begin jerking his own cock to the sounds of Alfred inching closer to his orgasmic peak. He knew it wouldn't be long before the inexperienced teen finished and speeds up his hand on his own prick making himself groan.
The vibrations from Arthur's satisfied utterance were not lost on Alfred as the sensation tingles down his own cock, "I…ah!...I'm gonna…so (moan)…so close!"
Arthur continues stroking himself as he lifts his mouth up to the head of Alfred's cock to slip the tip of his tongue into the weeping slit before circling his tongue around the head. He hears his colony give a warning groan and just as the Briton engulfs the teen's shaft again he feels Alfred's load shoot down his throat. He swallows his colony's cum as he listens to the blue eyed boy's joyous cries all the while continuing to pump his own cock vigorously. When the last few spurts of Alfred's orgasm slide down the Englishman's throat, Arthur pulls away from the younger's cock to finish himself off, "Yes, so…close!"
When Alfred hears his older lover's words, he sits up and watches in rapt attention as the British man jerks himself roughly. After several more seconds of Arthur's desperate pumping, he finally lets out a relieved moan as his cum spills out of his cock and splatters against the mattress as well as Alfred's feet and thighs. Arthur falls forward and catches himself on his hands before falling onto Alfred, "I…I-m sorry, Alfred. I'll get something to clean us up in a moment."
"Um, okay." The blue eyed colony didn't really know what he was supposed to do now, but he decides to scoot over a bit and allows the Brit to lie beside him. The two blonds are silent for a long time as they catch their breath, but Arthur is the first to speak, "Satisfied?"
Alfred lets out a content sigh, "Yeah, for now."
The island nation turns to look at his colony and notices the odd expression plastered to the teen's face, "What's the matter, love? You have a weird look on your face."
"It's nothing." He turns his face away from Arthur as his blush returns, "It's stupid."
Arthur places a hand on his colony's shoulder making Alfred look at him again, "If we're going to progress intimately then you have to be honest with me and tell me what you're thinking."
"Well, it's just…" His cheeks redden even more as he finishes his sentence, "I've never seen anyone else cum before."
The Brit chuckles at Alfred's confession, "Is that all?" He chuckles a bit more as he gazes at his colony's young face, "How did it make you feel?"
"It was kinda hot, actually." He once again looks away from Arthur afraid he'd said the wrong thing, "I mean because I was the one making you feel that way."
"Well, that sounds about right." The European nation laughs, but before Alfred can say anything, Arthur leaves the bed and returns a few minutes later with a wet cloth, "Lay back on the bed. I'm going to clean you up."
Alfred does as he's told without arguing considering he was too tired to care at this point, "Hey, Arthur, can I ask you a question? It's kinda personal."
"I suppose so." Arthur runs the wet cloth along Alfred's thighs as he waits for his colony's question.
"The other night when I came into your bedroom, you said you didn't want my first time to be like yours." He feels the cloth stop on his leg, but he continues speaking, "Well, what did you mean by that?"
TBC…
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