To Protect One's Own 4
Four nights had passed. Four nights and Hiccup had yet to return. Viggo was beside himself. He had given the boy very specific instructions and a very clear deadline. One would think Hiccup wouldn't risk his friends and be a day early but here it was, the four night since their arrangement and the Haddock boy was nowhere in sight. Anger was one of the many feelings Viggo felt but there was also a tinge of fear. What if Hiccup had found a way to escape the chastity belt? What if Viggo had been wrong and the boy had swallowed his pride and asked his friends for help? What if…
The what ifs were endless.
Perhaps he was over reacting and Hiccup was simply keeping to the time line, waiting until the last possible second to arrive. Did he not understand such behavior was rude? Fashionably late may be something the youth enjoyed but it was unnecessary.
"You're panicking over nothing," Ryker assured. He and his men had been watching the Edge since Hiccup went home and reported back every night. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened yet. "Give the kid until tomorrow night, he'll be back. He can't wear that thing forever. It chaffs after a while."
Viggo nodded to himself, seeing himself as his brother must; an obsessive, sex hungry, pathetic she'll of a man. What had Haddock done to him? Was this how Dagur felt for the boy, what drove him insane? "You're right. I'm worrying for no reason. He'll come." He turned toward Ryker with a small grin. "However, let's extend him an invitation, remind him of his obligations."
"Kidnap him? That will raise suspicion," Ryker warned.
Viggo shook his head. "No, no, brother. Just pay him a little visit tonight. Remind him of what we're offering him and what we'll take from him if he fails to keep his end of the bargain. Gently of course. I wouldn't want him hurt."
Ryker eyed his little brother for a moment, unsure if he was suggesting what he thought he was. After a moment he gave a grunt, turned on his heel, and marched out of the tent to give orders to his men. They were going back to the Edge for more recon.
Viggo watched him go. Hiccup would come back. He had to or one of his little friends will suffer in his place and Ryker will be the one to pick the lucky replacement.
. . .
Hiccup had not forgotten the deal. It was impossible to forget when he had something like a chastity belt attached to him. The flight home had been the most horrid experience of his young life. No matter how his sat in the saddle the butt plug rubbed his insides the wrong way, making him hard and causing pain. He was intent on removing it the moment he reached his hut but that plan quickly changed when he reached the Edge and discovered everyone was wide awake and waiting for him with either questions or demands or complain to of one sort or another that immediately needed his attention. He didn't get even a moments rest as he was forced to deal with unruly wild dragons, fix the clubhouse because the twins had decided to experiment with breakfast. Chase down Chicken because she somehow got into the board pit and neither Tuff or Ruff could get her out. Listen to Fishlegs recite a list of hatchling that just had to be born that morning and then play twenty questions with Astrid would couldn't stop staring at him.
"Are you alright?" she asked, or maybe demanded, Hiccup was unsure at that point.
"Yeah, fine just tired," he answered, holding back a yawn.
She didn't seem convinced. "You don't look fine and you're walking funny. Well funnier."
"Ha ha, another leg joke, thanks."
"I'm serious."
He rolled his eyes. He bad leg was acting up but it was likely due to the different angles Ryker like to hold it in while slamming into his ass…not that he was going to admit to that, not to her. "I slept the wrong get way and got a cramp. It's nothing." He didn't mean to sound so snippy, he was just tired. He only slept a short time the night before, if he slept at all.
She stared at him for a few minutes more before sighing. "Maybe you should try and get some slept now. I'll take the others and do a few patrol runs so Snotlout and the twins don't blow anything up and wake you."
Hiccup deflated right there, feeling unspeakable appreciation for the gesture. "Thanks," he said, a smile lifting his lips.
She smiled as well and patted his arm. "You look as if you can use it. I'll wake you for dinner."
He waved as she flew off on Stormfly before trudging into his hut with Toothless close behind. "Okay, bud. We need to get this thing out of me then work on the belt," he said, thankful he had been able to keep his composure as long as he had. He locked the door to his hut then headed to his bed. The butt plug had nearly driven him insane the whole day. Walking, bending, running…it kept rubbing his prostate and at one point he had become so hard his cock had strained against the chastity belt and Hiccup thought he would lose it if he didn't get some form of relief. Now he was going to get the accursed this out of him and put an end to this torture.
Dropping his pants, he leaned over his work bench and reached behind the grasp the end of the butt plug and pulled.
It didn't come out.
It was stuck.
Hiccup pulled and yanked but it seemed firmly in place and in fact hurt the taunt ring of muscle. Okay, relax, he told himself as he tried again. The object inside him was big, the butt of the plug wide which only made Hiccup worry more about what was inside him. It felt huge. He tugged again but again only got a sharp pain from it. It made no sense. Viggo had been able to insert it into him so easily, why wouldn't it come out just as easily? He continued to try for several long minutes, each time causing himself a mix bag of pleasure and pain as it rubbed his prostate. Finally he gave up. He needed help. But he couldn't ask his friends. What would think? If he told the truth he would never hear the end of it. One of them was sure to go to his father about it. No, he couldn't ask any of them.
He cringed. There was only one person who could possibly help get it out and keep him calm. "Toothless," he called to his most loyal and beloved friend. "I've got a problem, bud. Can you…" He gestured wildly at the thing stuck in his ass, too embarrassed to put his request in words. A frown marred his face when the Nightfury suddenly began laughing. "Yeah, yeah, I'm the laughing stock of the Edge. Just get it out."
A cold nose sniffed his rear and the device inside him before a hot wet tongue licked a line up the crack of his ass, slobbering all over the plug. Then Hiccup felt teeth scrap against his delicate skin as Toothless pressed his snout into soft flesh and grasped the end of the plug between his teeth.
Hiccup bit his fist to muffle a cry as the object t was unceremoniously ripped him. He felt blood drip down his thigh and his rear stung but at least it was out. It probably would have been easier if he was aroused, drunk and a least relaxed. He didn't care as long as it was out of him.
"Thanks, bud," he said as he took the butt plug from the dragon to inspect it. It was still warm from the heat of his insides but the brass object was large, meant for someone at least twice his size. Disgusted, he threw it into a bucket of scrap metal to be melted down later.
Now for the next t probably. The chastity belt was snug. Real snug. There was no space for him to even wiggle his finger it. There were a few holes in it, primarily near the bottom to allow air circulation and possible drainage. That was a bit of a relief if not disgusting. If he didn't get this thing off he would have to do his business with it on and that wasn't a pleasant thought. He tried wiggling a finger into the leather of the belt. If he could cut it then he could get it off. But it, too, was too tight. He could just barely, if he suckled his stomach in, get a pinkie between his hips and the leather. Viggo wasn't playing games. Worse, the lock was at the small of his back and he could see it to pick the lock. It didn't stop him from trying though.
So the first day went by without any success and down Hiccup was forced to urinate with the blasted thing on and out of sight of his friends.
The second day was no better but he continued to stay quiet about his predicament. Same with the third.
The forth day it became too much. Hiccup's temper and patience had gone out the door after cutting himself while trying to break the lock. Toothless couldn't get a good hold out it because the belt had no stretch and Astrid had no idea how much seeing her swim nod effect Hiccup. He was so horns a and so desperate he almost packed up left the Edge to get Viggo to free him. But then Snotlout just had to be Snotlout and get in his way.
"What did you do?" he demanded, cornering his cousin when Hiccup went back to his hut to fetch a weapon of some sort to fight Viggo with. He'd probably lose but he'd force Viggo to free him one way or another.
"What are you talking about?" he snapped, not meaning to. The problem was, with the chastity belt on he'd taken to swimming in the ocean almost twice a day just in an attempt to keep his genitals cool and clean but it didn't stop the itch or the need to touch himself thanks to Astrid just having to be so beautiful and perfect and Sevier than and human had the right to be.
"Whoa, growing a new pair make you all bitchy, Princess Outpost?"
"Shut up, Snotlout. I don't have time for this right now. I need to go talk to my Dad," he lied, not wanting anyone to know where he was really going.
"Maybe you should ask him to pull that stick out of you ass. Someone shoved it in real deep when you testicles finally dropped."
Okay, Hiccup had had enough. If Snotlout thought losing two teeth were bad, he was about to lose two more. "What are you talking about?"
To his surprise, Snotlout gestured at the front of his pants before raising a questioning brow. "Seriously? You haven't noticed the way the girls have been checking you out. I mean it's bad enough that Astrid keeps eyeing it but Ruffnut, too? Even Tuff has been talking about it. What did you do, strap a dragon cock on to empress the girls? Your old man is sure going to be happy."
Hiccup stared at him, not comprehending what his cousin was trying to say until he glanced at the front of his pants as well. He hadn't paid much attention to his appearance since being stuck with the chastity belt, his focus only on getting the blasted thing off, but now that it had been pointed out to him it was impossible not to see to what had gotten Snotlout so riled up. Anyone who didn't know about the chastity belt – which was all Hiccup's friends – would have thought his manhood had somehow magically frown to more than double it's size.
"Oh Gods.." He breathed, utterly embarrassed. "It's not what you think," he said quickly, unsure how to explain it. "I was…ah…building…uh…protective armor for…well…the groin?" That sounded legitimate right?
Snotlout's eyes lit up. "No fooling?"
"None at all."
"Awesome! I knew there was no way you were bigger than me. I mean, you finally got a little height over me but I still have the bigger cock."
Hiccup only smiled, not wanting to compare that particular part of himself to his cousin's. He rubbed the back of his neck. Maybe Snotlout could help him. After all, it's "armor" right? "Actually, I kind of have a problem with it." He lowered his voice for only the two of them even though there was no one else around. "I put the lock on wrong and can't undo it. Think maybe you can?"
Snotlout looked doubtful. "Why would you do that?"
Hiccup shrugged. "Too much mead the other night. I'll let you keep it."
That was all the inspiration Snotlout needed. He all but shoved Hiccup into the hut, locked the door and had his cousin seated on a stool, bent forward with pants lowered and shirt up in under a minute. Sadly those minutes quickly ticked away as he poked, prodded and cursed at the stupid device. "Of all the dumb ass things you've done Haddock, this one takes the cake. I can't even get a knife in here to cut it free. Why do you have to make everything so complicated? We need Gobbler. Go to Berk, get Gobbler and then give me this thing." He threw the tool he had been using onto the table. It was already getting late in the evening.
Hiccup thanked his head against the table. "In the morning," he grumbled. He highly doubted even Gobbler could get it off.
"I'm going get some food. You want any?" Snotlout asked, heading for the door.
Hiccup shook his head. "I'm going for walk, clear my head."
"Yeah, you do that. And when you figure out how to get that off give it to me. Better yet, build me my own with ties in front, not some stupid lock. Who freaking puts a lock of a cup? Like seriously. You saving yourself for someone?" The older youth shook his head and continued his little rant as he left.
"Don't tell anyone until I have it designed properly or you don't get it," Hiccup called after him. It was perhaps the only threat that ever worked on his cousin and would ensure his silence for at least a few more days. Turning to Toothless he sighed. "You might as well go with him and get some dinner. I need to clear my and as much as I want to fly it's not so fun with this thing on."
Toothless gave a warble but understood. Hiccup hadn't been the same since the chastity belt was put on him. He gave his rider an encouraging nuzzle before heading after Snotlout and the scent of food.
Hiccup rubbed the back of his neck. His whole body felt tense from how he had been sitting the last few hours. He was amazed by Snotlout's dedication to get the stupid belt off of him, believing it to be some new form of armor. Only Snotlout would think it over important to protect his genitals. It would have made Hiccup laugh if he didn't feel like crying. He had one day left. If he didn't get this off he would have no choice but to return to Viggo and he feared what the man would do to him next. He could still feel the man's touch, the forced enema. The horrible brass plug. It made his insides twist in disgust. At the same time he feared the man would keep his word and attack his friends next. He had to do something.
Leaving his hut, he followed one of the trails. He had to clear his head and think this through. What would his dad do in such a situation? He gave a snort. HIS dad would never get in a situation like this. Nonetheless he tried to think as Stoick the Vast would. Stoick would gather his troops, blow the Hunters out of the water, then ask questions layer if anyone survived. Problem was Hiccup didn't have an army like his father did and couldn't risk the riders for his own salvation. No, he had put them in the situation that led to him bargaining for their lives. This was happening because of his foolishness which meant he had to fix it on his own.
He kicked a pebble in annoyance. Maybe he had something other than his body to offer Viggo. Perhaps he could design and/or build something for him? No, all the Hunter cared about was capturing dragons.
Hiccup growled in annoyance. Everyone said he was the bright kid on Berk yet he couldn't even get himself out of this mess. What was wrong with him?
A surprised cry escaped him when some large rimmed into him. Before he knew what it was, his mouth was covered by a large hand and he was swept off his feet and carried into a dark caves.
"Keep watch," a familiar gravely voice ordered. "No fires. I don't want anyone finding us."
Hiccup struggled, knowing just by the voice who had him. He strained his hearing to find the younger of the two but it seemed he was alone with the elder.
"Viggo's starting to miss you," Ryker hissed in his ear as he carried Hiccup deep into the cave. It was lit by a single lantern that held two little Fireworms, their warm glow dimly lighting the cavern. "He though maybe you forgot the deal."
Hiccup struggled to free his mouth. "I have one more day," he objected, not understanding why Viggo would send Ryker when the deal was for five night not four.
Ryker hummed to himself as they neared the end of the cave, far from the men. "He thought you needed a reminder than he doesn't give idle threats." One large hand raked down Hiccup's body to his groin and grasped the chastity belt. "I see his gift is still in place. How about the other?" He felt Hiccup's ass and grinned when he felt the plug no longer there. "Which of your friends got it out? No, don't tell me. I really don't care."
To Hiccup's horror his trousers and skivvies were pushed down to reveal his freckled butt. "Don't !" The boy gasped, not wanting to be raped again. Ryker was huge and not nearly as gentle as Viggo. GGod's, he couldn't handle another pounding from Ryker. His stomach hurt with just the thought of it. "I'll scream, I swear I will, and bring every dragon and rider down on you before you even…umph!" That big hand was over his mouth again, stopping any possible scream and holding Hiccup's head to Ryker's shoulder.
"Oh you'll scream, boy. Nice and load and nonstop as you ride my cock. And none of your little friends are going to do a thing." He pressed the hard bulge at the front of his pants into the crack of Hiccup's ass. "My men are already in place. Or didn't you notice how quite the Night Terrors are?" He chuckled darkly before hastily opening his own trousers and freeing his huge bulbous cock. Then he lowered Hiccup's trousers further, using his foot to bring them past Hiccup's knees before reaching down and removing the boy's prosthetic. Then he looped his free arm under the knee and raised it, opening the boy wide while Hiccup struggled. The boy clawed at the hand covering his mouth. "Keep fighting lad and I'll take you dry. You don't want it dry."
But Hiccup fighting, not understanding what the man meant. His mind was already spinning at the mere not on of what was about to happen and how it could easily happen to his friends at any moment if Ryker gave the word. In his mind's eye he saw his friends fighting, their dragons shot down, and losing and each one being brutally assaulted. Astrid, brave, strong Astrid being held down and…
He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to banish those horrid thoughts and instead focus on the feel of Ryker's hot prickly rubbing up and down his crack. He had to calm down and accept what Ryker was about to do in order to keep everyone else safe. He had no choice. They were his friends. He was their leader. It was his job to protect them.
"There we go," Ryker purred in his ear. "That's a good little sheath. Now I'm going to give you an option…dry or wet? And since I'm in a giving mood I'll even given you something to numb the pain before we start."
Hiccup gave a little nod and was thankful when the man moved his hand from his mouth. "Wet," his whispered, too afraid his voice will travel.
"Good boy." Still keeping Hiccup's bad leg risen, Ryker took a pouch from his belt. "Unfortunately for you, I didn't think to bring lube. But Viggo did give me a little something special for you." In the pouch was a crushed white powder. Ryker wetted his fingers then dipped them into the substance, coating them thickly before shoving them into Hiccup's mouth. "Suck them, boy. Get it all. You're going to back to ingest all of it. And make sure my fingers are nice and slick." Just having the powder on his fingers made Ryker tingly. He could only imagine what it would do to Hiccup. He dipped his fingers in a second and third time, making sure the boy suckled every particular off before delving in a fourth time. This time he smeared the powder on this slowly loosening ring a muscle, making sure it was well coated before spreading it inside. The effects were already taking place. Hiccup was beginning to sweat profusely, and becoming fidgety. It may be because he had no balance of because the powder was indeed doing its job. Whatever the case, Ryker was please with the results.
"Take it off," the boy begged, gesturing desperately toward the chastity belt.
Ryker chuckled and instead coated his finger again in powder before running a hand under the boy's tunic and pinching one nipped, working the powder into the skin. He did the same with it's twin. "I don't have the key. For that you need to see Viggo."
Hiccup was nearly in tears. He was so hot, his cock ached and strained against the chastity belt. His balls felt fat and heavy. He never felt this needy before. "Please…"
"Dry or wet?" the man asked again.
Inside felt as if it was on fire. Hiccup couldn't take it anymore. He pressed his backside against the throbbing heat of Ryker's manhood.
It was all the invitation Ryker's needed. He grasped Hiccup's face, covering his mouth and forcing his head back against his shoulder. "Don't forget to scream," he teased before ramming the thick, wide head of his cock into that tight hole.
Hiccup screamed but if was muffled against the hand over his mouth. Ryker chuckled, pulled out and did it again. Unlike before, his movements were slow and precise. He didn't have to share with his brother, didn't have to worry if the boy bled or not. He'll, the kid was going to be so high on the powdered dragon cum that in a very short amount of time he would be riding Ryker's dick and begging for more. In fact, Ryker could invite the rest of the Hunters in and take turns buggering the Haddock boy and the kid would happily service them all if he thought for even a moment it would free him from the belt. But Ryker had never been good at sharing unless it helped his cause. Sharing with Viggo was hard enough but something he was used to. He always had to share his toys with his little brother growing up but it didn't mean he had to be gentle with them.
He bucked his hips hard, going balls deep in the boy. The slapping of flesh, muffled cries and deep grunts was all that could be heard throughout the cave. No doubt the men were enjoying the sounds, imaging just what their leader was doing with the boy. Precum made Hiccup's insides nice and sleek, the powder soon coating Ryker's cock as much as Hiccup's channel. He adjusted Hiccup's amputated leg so he could go deeper. This was good. So fucking good. His thrusts became harder. He was about to lose control.
Hiccup was trying to impale himself on Ryker's length. If he could only cum he'd feel so much better. He was so close…so very very close even without his cock being touched. Just a little more, that's all he needed. One good hit to his prostate and…
Ryker pulled out and Hiccup gave a muffled cry of objection. Then he found himself dropped unceremoniously onto the ground. "What…why did you stop?" he whined without meaning to.
The man stroked his still hard length as he stood in front of the youth. "You don't get to cum until you return to Viggo."
Hiccup gave a pained whimper. His insides were on fire. He had to cum. He had to cum so very bad. "Please…" he begged.
Ryker only gave a nasty grin before grabbing Hiccup hair ad forcing his cock in the boy's mouth. "Let's see if you got any better with that smart mouth. Then I might consider letting you have an orgasm."
Now the optimistic side of Hiccup said to just do it and get the man off as fast as he could and maybe get a little relief but the more stubborn, realistic side said it didn't matter because whatever Hiccup did wouldn't be enough unless he made the man do it. So of all the bone headed moves in the history of bone headed moves, Hiccup bit thee man's cock. He expected to be hit and possibly fucked into unconsciousness. He didn't expect Ryker to suddenly pull out and then thrust in so hard and so deep that the back of his throat was ripped and his nose was pressed against black curly pubic hair. His hands went up to grasp the man's hips and tried to push him away but both the man's hands locked behind his head, trapping him.
"I wonder if your lovely Astrid bites," Ryker mused before bucking his hips and gagging the boy. "I bet she'll put up quite the fight. I'll tell you what, after I'm done with your throat I'll let you watch as I fuck her. I bet her pussy is to die for. Of course I'll have to tie her to the bed the first few times but I bet she'll enjoy having a real man in her." He bucked his hips again, the fact head filling Hiccup's airway.
He pulled out a moment later, threw Hiccup to the ground and began fucking him again. He had almost forgotten why he was there in his anger and it wasn't to hurt the kid, no matter how much he deserved it. He focused on the bundle of nerves inside the boy, bringing him back to arousal, making sure he was hot and needy even as the boy was gasping for breath.
"Next time I fuck you it will be with an audience. I want the entire Archipelago to know that Hiccup Haddock is nothing but a swords sheath," he growled in Hiccup's ear before pulling out once more. This time when he stood before Hiccup and grabbed his hair it was to ejaculate across his face. "Don't make me come here to get you again unless you want your friends to watch you ride my cock." Dropping the boy there, he pulled up his trousers and stomped off. "You best be with Viggo by sunset tomorrow or I'll be here for you…with reinforcements."
Hiccup stared after him but said nothing. His throat hurt, body burned with need and cock throbbed to cum. What could he do? He could barely even move let alone try to pull on his pants. Voices echoed from the mouth of the cave, Hunters asking for a turn and Ryker ordering them to their ship. A sense of gratitude hit the youth. At least there was no one else. Soon he was alone and his body calmed, if only a little. He was so hot, so horns and he didn't get to orgasm again. He would have much rather Ryker fuck him into unconsciousness then leave him like this. His whole body ached with the need to cum. Eventually – he wasn't certain of the passage of time – he was able to move and dress himself. His body felt stiff and he wondered if perhaps he had passed out at some point.
The walk back to the outpost was slow and painful, every move reminding him of a need not met. Why did Ryker come tonight? Why hadn't he waited one more day to ensure he met with Viggo?
He wished he could touch himself and relieve a little of the pressure locked within him. Maybe he could fashion some…a rod perhaps that could help him. But that still didn't solve the issue of the chastity belt. He had no choice. He had to go to Viggo and not tomorrow night but first thing in the morning as soon as his legs stopped shaking.