This being a good big brother gig sucked. Dagur knew trying to bond with Heather would be tough, not that she helped any by turning out to be a spy for Hiccup, and that his relationship or lack thereof of with said pain in the ass Hooligan heir, would always be rocky at the best of times, but Dagur liked to think that he had at least instilled a better sense of caution in both of them. After all, he was supposed to be the deranged one in the family, right? Some days he seriously questioned which of them was really the crazy one and which was just a damn good actor that often went a wee bit overboard.
He had almost dismissed the riders concern over their missing leader and has it just been the riders he would have mocked them for having such little faith in Hiccup. The guy had proven time and again he could take care of himself. He had a bloody Nightfury for Odin's sake! It was the look of absolute fear in Gobber eyes that made Dagur stand up a little straighter and take them seriously. If anyone knew when there was something not right with Hiccup it was the old blacksmith. And because of that Dagur confided in the man that he and his Berserkers had deserted the Hunters due to personal reasons. So Dagur really had no clue where Hiccup was, what he was doing or if he was in any sort of trouble. Most likely he was off on some island with Heather plotting their next move against Viggo.
He let the riders search his ship but they found nothing as to be expected. Gobber did the unthinkable and thanked Dagur for his time before requesting he keep in contact through dragon mail in case Hiccup and Toothless were spotted. Dagur merely shrugged and pointed out that Toothless was faster than any Night Terror but relented and agreed to it.
He wasn't worried about Hiccup. Not at all. Not even as he watched the riders fly away and he certainly didn't stay awake all night staring at the wooden beams of his quarters wondering why his brother failed to tell his friends where he was really going or if the Hunters intercepted him and the Nightfury and captured them. No sir. Those thoughts didn't run rampant through his mind until he finally yelled at his men to reverse course. Nope, he did that only because he forgot his favorite dagger on the accused island Viggo had made camp on…not the on stash under his pillow, that was his second favorite. And if he just so happened to find a certain auburn hair boy and ebony dragon well then he'd take them, too.
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Hiccup awoke to stiff joints and a warm body pressed against his back. An unmistakable erecting pressed against his rear but he no longer feared it as he once had. In fact, he felt no fear at all. He lay where he was and tried to come to terms with this weird new feeling that boggled his mind. Not fear, not content, not even empty as he would have expected after all that had happened to him. He felt…blank. It was the only word for it. There was warmth inside him that for once wasn't either man's seed or even dragon…of that he had been milked of. It was more like a need. Like he needed a other good fuck and he pushed back against the hard flesh poking him, wanting to be impaled. A sharp hiss escaped him as his tender muscles stretched just a little and he pulled back.
Okay, maybe he wasn't in a position to be screwed just yet if his ass couldn't even be stretched a little. He absently wondered just how made the damage was to his insides as he pulled back the blanket to inspect his body. Everything hurt and bruises dotted his entire body along with silver piercings in places where piercings really had no place being.
"Oh Gods…there's no way I can explain these away," he breathed to himself as he stared at his belly button then down to the length of his flaccid cock. He ran a hand through his hair, anxiously wondering what to do and how he could possible explain why there were rings through his nipples or the fact that his thighs were a dark purple and his stump had a Ryker size bite mark that was sure to irate when he put his prosthetic on. He didn't even want to think about what his ass must look like. It had probably taken the biggest beating of all.
The arm around his waist pulled him back into a warm embrace. Hiccup let out a little eep when he found himself flame on his back with an unconscious Viggo grouping him in his sleep. Thick fingers probed his abused hole, working their way inside as Hiccup gasped and whined, wanting the man to stop yet begging for more.
"Mine…" Viggo moaned into the side of Hiccup's swan like neck.
"Oh Gods…" Hiccup whined as the man dry humped his left leg, right at the knee and grind into the stump. The appendage which often caused him great pain was now so sensitive that merely by touching it Hiccup thought he would lose his mind with an orgasm. He rubbed it against Viggo's groin encouraging lyrics.
It was only a matter of minutes before Viggo, still in a sleep induced state, came hard over Hiccup's leg, his fingers stilling inside the youth and he fell into a deeper state of unconsciousness.
"No…no, fuck me…please fuck me…" Hiccup begged, surprising himself with his sudden need. But he was hard now and Viggo's fingers barely went deep enough to even brush his prostate. He tried jerking himself off, but his hands felt wrong, too thin and small compared to the men he had entertained. He couldn't find the right friction and Viggo refused to wake up and take care of him like a good master should.
With a whimper, Hiccup gave up and crawled out of bed. He wasn't chained and his prosthetic foot sat on the table next to the bed as if waiting for him. He didn't ask why, instead he put it on, care not to put too much weight on it due to his sudden new level of sensitive. A clean pair of white trousers and tunic were also there and he dressed quickly.
What day was it? How long had he been there? Was his time up? Where was Toothless? How was he ever going to get there piercings out with causing more damage?
All these thoughts rolled through his mind as he pulled on the clothes, surprised that Viggo was still asleep and Ryker was no where to be seen. He should make a run for it, find Toothless and get off this island before either man could stop him. But his legs felt wobbly and his body stiff. He would never be able to outrun any of the Hunters. And if they caught him then what?
His body practically hummed at the thought and sudden memory of many men, dozens maybe, touching him, fucking him, torturing him until he could take no more. It sent a thrill and a shiver down his mind as he warned with himself about how that had felt. One group had caused immense pain while the other had created intense pleasure. He shook his head. It was wrong, he knew it. They had raped him repeatedly yet…why did the idea make him so hard?
He had to leave, that much he knew.
Sparing a glance at the man still asleep in bed, he hobbled toward the entrance of the tent. He had an excuse already on the tip of his tongue for why he was out and about and that he was to do his business and return to Viggo's bed, but there were no guards standing watch at the entrance. Hunters wandered around further in the camp but no one stood guard. Perhaps they had not expected Hiccup to be able to walk after being fucked repeatedly and thoroughly by so many men and…of course…Toothless.
Hiccup's stomach churned at the sudden memory of his best friend bent over him, his long thick shafts hammering deep as his knot formed to lock them together. A Nightfury howl escaped Hiccup's lips as the memory assaulted him and for one moment he was afraid to hear the answering call from the dragon. An echo of pain raced up his spine, nearly bringing him to his knees.
Large hands grabbed his arms and hauled him back to his feet. Hiccup immediately lashed out, ready to fight only to have Ryker catch his wrists.
"Still a little fight left," Ryker mused, gazing down at him with a large grin.
A shaky sigh escaped the youth and the fight left him. "Ryker…" he breathed in relief, never so happy to see the man, and thankful it was not something random Hunter trying to get his jollies off through him. He face planted into the man's broad chest. "I thought you were…someone else."
The man raised a surprised brow. He thought the boy might run the moment he realized his time was up and he and the men were prepared to let him run around the camp for a while in search of his dragon before giving him a nice farewell group bang but it seemed Hiccup was full of surprises. The youth had barely made it five steps from the tent before howling like his Nightfury then collapsing. A return roar came back which only seemed to back Hiccup press against Ryker more.
"You do talk to dragons," Ryker mused, his larger fingers carding through the youth's mused and sweaty hair.
Hiccup hid his face but he didn't need to say a word, his reaction was word enough.
"Come, let's get you cleaned up and fed before we send you home. I don't need Viggo lecturing me about being a bad host," Ryker told him as he escorted Hiccup back into the tent.
Surprisingly, Viggo was up and already washing himself before a bucket and large mirror. He stepped aside when his brother brought Hiccup to him. "Those were meant for after you bathed," he chided the youth. He gave a sigh as if he had been put out upon and gestured for Ryker to help undress the youth. "Your clothing are hanging to dry and should be ready soon but I suspect you don't want to return to your friend with all these rings still attached."
"No," Hiccup admitted as the man tweaked the ring in his left nipple.
"Then we'll remove them…for now." Viggo grinned at Hiccup's wide eyed expression. "They will go back in every visit until you accept them as part of you."
"And the others?" Hiccup dared to ask.
"All of them. Each and every single one," Viggo assured, taking a moment to tap and pull the assortment of piercings until he was between Hiccup's legs. "But these are staying." He tugged on the two at the base of his shafts where it meat with his fleshy ball sack. "These will stay to remind you of your commitment to us…to your friends' wellbeing." Slowly, he ran his hand along Hiccup's length, smiling sweetly as I awoke with arousal. "When you keep your word you will be rewarded but when you break it…" He gave a hard tug and the piercings and squeezed. "You will be punished. Twenty men can turn into one hundred very quickly, Hiccup. My men won't care if you're male or female as long as they can fuck."
Hiccup nodded quickly. "Yes."
"This will remain our little secret and you will come back in a week's time."
"Yes."
"And you will milk your dragon…daily."
"Yes."
"No one is to touch you expect me or Ryker, understood?"
"Yes."
"You belong to us. Say it."
Hiccup hesitated. "I…I belong to you and Ryker."
Viggo patted his cheek. "That's a good man. When you know your place things are so much easier." He began undoing the piercings one at a time while Ryker stood behind Hiccup and grabbed at his flesh wherever Viggo instructed him to.
The brothers took their time, causing a little pain before kissing or suckling it better. It brought a certain amount of pleasure that made Hiccup hard and panting and he fumbled, not sure if he was trying to pull Viggo close or push him away. Then they were bathing him, scrubbing him clean with warm water while poking and prodding him. They didn't fuck him as he began to beg them to…it didn't take much to make him beg to be filled. The washed him thoroughly, maybe a little too thoroughly as Viggo latched his mouth around Hiccup's length and began sucking greedily at it while Ryker cleaned his insides. He pushed Hiccup forward until he was bent over Viggo and holding onto the man for dear life. Then he took the wash clothe and pushed it and his entire hand inside the tight ring of his ass. Hiccup was sure if it hurt or felt wonderful as the two sensations collided. He cried out, a jet of cum shooting into Viggo's mouth.
"Remember, Haddock, you want a man who's not afraid to shove their entire arm inside you in order to keep you nice and squeaky clean," the elder Grimborn growled in his ear, his fist thrusting deeply. Once, twice, three times and Hiccup came for a second time before Ryker pulled out and kissed the opening. "You want to be fucked thoroughly and then fuck back in return. Not every man is willing to give you that."
"Only us," Viggo chimed, kissing Hiccup's lips and spreading the taste of fresh cum. "And only we can bed you. All others are forbidden, understood?"
Hiccup nodded, breathless and body tingling from orgasm. The rest of the sponge bath moved quickly and he repressed in the white outfit to eat breakfast. This time there was real milk on the table as well as water and warm mead. He was famished and ate with a relish he never felt before. The whole time Viggo leaned over him from behind, whispering in his ear, telling him of all the naughty things he had planned for the following week and how he was to prepare for it, how he had to milk Toothless with hands and mouth but that no one, not even his Nightfury was to mate with him.
"No one is to touch you and you can not touch yourself. Absolutely no orgasms unless I give you permission," the man purred. "If I suspect even for a moment you disobeyed me then…I will have no choice but to send my men to fetch you. Should I put the chastity belt back on you?"
"No," Hiccup answered quickly.
Viggo chuckled. "Good. Now I realize one week is a very long time but this should help curb your hunger during that time." He handed Hiccup a pouch of herbs. "Take some before bed to help you sleep. When you return we'll go at a much more…gentle pace." He ran a finger along Hiccup's jaw. "I would like to get to know you on a more personal level."
How much more personal could one get then pounding the insides of someone, he wondered as the man kissed him. His toes curled as a fire began to build in his belly.
"No finish eating and get dressed. My men will have your Nightfury ready for you," Viggo told him as he walked away to tend to other duties. "Ryker, I want him able to walk out of here on his own so save your energy for his next visit."
Ryker gave a growl of annoyance but said nothing in return.
"Why does he treat you like that?" Hiccup asked in a soft voice, his gaze following the younger Grimborn with curiosity.
"Because he is chief, not I. Eat. You still need to change before you leave," Ryker answered, leaving Hiccup in favor and pacing the room.
"But you're brothers."
"Not all brothers get along all the time." Ryker paused in his pacing and let out a deep breath. "It was ten."
"What?"
"You served ten men, not twenty. Viggo lied."
"I don't understand."
Ryker looked away. "Neither do I," he confessed, growing increasingly concerned with his brother's obsession and erratic behavior around the dragon rider. It was not something he liked.
He made sure Hiccup was well fed and had on his proper attire before sending him on his way. Whatever Viggo was up to, Ryker didn't like it. Having Hiccup as a toy was a nice distraction but it could only last so long.