Fishlegs kept to the clouds as he followed Hiccup. He felt kind of bad. Hiccup was his best and most trusted friend and that trust should go both ways. He shouldn't be following him. What if Snotlout was right and Hiccup was simply seeing someone new? His heart went out to Astrid. The girl loved Hiccup more than anything and Fishlegs had always assumed Hiccup felt the same for her. It was none of his business if his friend didn't, and it was certainly none of his business if Hiccup was seeing someone else. But Gobber was worried and if Gobber was worried about Hiccup there was usually just cause and so Fishlegs did as he was told.

The flight took a little over a two hours and a lot of pushing to get Meatlug to keep up. Hiccup was in a hurry to get to wherever he was going. Meatlug swooped out of the clouds from time to time just to make sure they hadn't lost their friends but the last time almost had Fishlegs diving down to save Hiccup. They were approaching Hunter ships moored close to a lush island. And Hiccup wasn't oblivious to them. Toothless grumbled and fly low, spraying water at two of the ships as he flew past but none of the Hunters fired at the dragon or rider. They let them pass as if this was normal.

That made it not normal in Fishlegs's book. Curious and a little bit scared, he and Meatlug continued to follow their friends.

Hiccup and Toothless flew directly to the center of the Dragon Hunters camp where a crater seemed to house one lone tent. They approached it with such ease that it was obvious they had been there before. Fishlegs felt himself being torn between reporting back to Gobber and seeing just what Hiccup was up to. He and Meatlug carefully landed amongst a group of boulders not far from the crater and kept watch.

He kind of wished he didn't. What he saw next made him want to hurl his lunch and re-evaluate his friendship with Hiccup.

Ryker was the first to greet Hiccup and in was in a strange friendly manner that involved a lot of touching. Odder still was the fact Hiccup didn't pull away and actually leaned into it. A moment later Viggo stepped out of his tent, said something to his brother and then drew Hiccup toward him as if he was some sort of doll and…

Fishlegs slapped his hands over his mouth to keep from making a sound.

Viggo was kissing Hiccup and Hiccup was returning it.

Hiccup and Viggo.

Fishlegs began to hyperventilate. This couldn't be happening. Hiccup wasn't a traitor. He couldn't be. This was wrong, so wrong.

Fishlegs thought he might scream. He couldn't stay. He had to get out of there. But he couldn't just leave Hiccup. What if he was in real trouble? What if Viggo used some mind control thing on him? He had to save Hiccup but how? Hiccup was his best friend, he just couldn't leave him.

His thoughts were cut short when Meatlug suddenly growled and a hand slapped over Fishlegs's mouth. Panicked filled the large youth until a familiar, and should have been scary voice whispered to him.

"Shh…keep quiet before someone discovers you," Dagur advised before letting him go. The Berserker knelt next to him and watched with a worried frown.

"Dagur?" Fishlegs breathed in surprised.

"I should have known Viggo would try something after the whole cave incident. He took too much of an interest in my broyher after that," the young chieftain muttered with a deep frown.

"Your brother…Dagur, Hiccup…" Fishlegs began only to be cut off.

"You better get out of here before someone spots you. Tell Gobber I'll get Hiccup back to the Edge as soon as possible. I have a couple of Brothers to kill first."

"Dagur, I don't think…"

"Don't think just go."

Before Fishlegs could say more, Dagur was gone. "This is not going to end good," Fishlegs decided. But Dagur was right, they couldn't stay without being caught or endangering Hiccup more than he already was. He only hoped Dagur kept to his word.

. . .

There was a bit of a routine established with each of Hiccup's visits. As soon as he was inside the tent and Viggo was seated in his throne he would slowly strip off his clothing. Viggo enjoyed the show while Ryker liked to touch. The elder of the two would run his hands over each piece of flesh bared to them. It incited soft moans from Hiccup and his breath would hitch whenever his sensitive nipples were pinched. Such treatment almost instantly made him hard, even if it got rough.

"Clamps or rings today?" Ryker asked, glancing towards his brother.

Viggo hummed softly as he watched Hiccup, now naked with the exception of his prosthetic leg. "Clamps…but I want Hiccup to put them on himself," he answered with an amused smile. "In fact, I want Hiccup to entertain us tonight." He gestured to the table across the room where toys were already set up for the evening's activities.

Hiccup chewed his lower lip for a moment before inhaling deeply as Ryker ran his hand between his butt cheeks. One large finger pushed into his entrance. It pumped in and out a few times, driving Hiccup insane with need.

"It looks like someone already pumped you full of seed. You're soaking wet," Ryker mused before slipping a second finger inside. "Isn't that a punishable offense?"

"It is," Viggo agreed.

Ryker grinned. "Then I get to pick what I'm pales him."

Viggo rolled his eyes in annoyance before nodding. "Fine. It's in the chest. Set it up for him but I want him doing it himself, not you pounding it into him."

"Spoil sport."

Ryker placed his favorite dildo on the table, a marble dildo that had a flowered like head and bulbous middle. It was as large as a dragon's cock but not nearly as soft and conforming. "You best get this good and wet before trying to take it all the way in. Of course, considering your dragon managed to fill you up before coming here this should be a piece of cake."

Hiccup hesitated for only a moment before getting to work. He licked the dildo and smeared dragon cum from a bowl all over it, making it as slick as possible before climbing up on the table. He position himself over it so that the flower shape tip lined up with his wet hole.

"My dear Hiccup, you must maintain eye contact with us the whole time. We want to make sure you're enjoying yourself," Viggo purred. "Once it's in I want you to start placing the clamps on your nipples, cock and balls. There is a bell attached to each. I want all jingling as you ride your new toy."

The youth nodded. He stared at the two men as he slowly lowered himself onto the hard toy. The flower shape tip scrapped at his entrance and inner muscles as it was pushed in. Hiccup gave a small cry and closed his eyes. It hurt but in a strangely good way.

"Hiccup," Viggo reprimanded.

Hiccup opened his eyes once more. His breath came out shuddered but he didn't close his eyes again. He forced himself all the way down until the bulbous shafts fit inside his channel. Sweat beaded on his brow and his body shook but it was nothing he hadn't dealt with before.

"He took it all," Ryker observed with a wide grin.

"But of course. He's the perfect sex slave." Viggo leaned forward in his seat, his fingers steeples together. "Now, my dear Hiccup, place the first clamp on your testicles, next to the ring." There was a small cry from the boy as he did what he was told. "The next two go on the underside of your cock. That's right. They feel good, don't they? Add two more. Good boy." Viggo licked his lips. "No your nipples. Well done, Hiccup."

Six clamps. It was less than what they normally made him wear but it still left Hiccup shaking as sweat rolled down his spine. He waited until Viggo nodded than slowly rose off of the dildo before plunging back down. He went only as fast or slow as Viggo told him to. This wasn't the same as it was with Toothless. It didn't feel like a live organ inside him that moved along with him. The marble was unforgiving and pressed harmless against his prostate. But Hiccup had come to accept pain as a part of pleasure and soon he was moving smoothly along the hard shaft. Both men watched, enraptured by his movements. Both of them hard and wanting him. It gave Hiccup a certain thrill to see how much these men wanted him. It made him harder, needy and he found himself cumming, his seed spilling across the table as he settled back on the strange shaped dildo. He leaned forward, panting hard.

"Sorry…I didn't mean to cum without permission," he breathed, knowing he was in trouble. He was not allowed to cum unless Viggo allowed it or Ryker was milking him. His shivered when Viggo rested a hand on the back of his head.

"We asked for a show and you delivered. Nothing to be ashamed of," the man cooed as he helped remove the toy from Hiccup's rear. Then he slowly removed the clamps. "In fact, I plan to reward you today."

Hiccup looked up in sudden hope. "The Dragon Eye?"

"Is that what you want? Perhaps later." He smiled sweetly as he touched Hiccup's cheek. "I had mirrors installed specially for you so that you can see just how beautiful you are while being fucked."

"Mirrors?" Hiccup asked in confusion.

"They cost quite a bit but I think you will find them worth while. And I had something special made just for you since you like the Dragon Eye so much." Viggo held open his hand. In it there appeared the be a bronze tube build much like the Dragon Eye only open, the wings forming the tube and the mouth open with a long rippled needle going down the centre. At the bottom were clawed feet the seemed to lock on something. "I suppose you can call this your new Dragon Eye." Viggo continued as he nodded To Ryker. "Of this may hurt a little the first time in use. It hasn't quite been tested yet."

Ryker took Hiccup's arms and tied them to the beam above his head, hoisting him up until he was on tip toe, a position Hiccup was now used to and often anticipated. He kept calm as Viggo fiddled with the latest toy and fit it around his reawakening manhood. The needle fit down his urethra and other than a small hiss of discomfort, Hiccup did not object. The claws locking behind his balls was a little snug but otherwise felt good. He liked being confined like this.

Viggo turned Hiccup around to face a series of mirrors that Ryker had uncovered. They showed just about every angle of them. Hiccup stared at the polished glass in awe.

"You make such a beautiful whore, Hiccup," Viggo purred, gliding his fingers over Hiccup's taunt stomach. "Surely you've wondered why my brother and I have come to enjoy you so much…why our men beg for time with you. To each of us you're more wondrous than any woman we may have been with. Your body is absolutely perfect and no matter how much any of us fuck you your ass is still perfectly tight. That takes a lot of work. No doubt caused by flying your Nightfury."

"Leave Toothless out of this," Hiccup pleaded. He'd already had enough sex considering what they had done that morning and then with Toothless in the afternoon and now here he was having sex again with only Thor knew how many men because it was rarely ever just Viggo and Ryker. Someone else was sure to join in.

"Your dragon is safe in his pen. It's just the three of us, I assure you," Viggo breathed, licking Hiccup ear. "Now tell me, what would you like done first? I'm afraid milking you will have to wait."

Hiccup took a deep breath and gazed at his reflection and the bronzed dragon attached to his length making him hard. "Fuck me."

"Who?" Viggo grinned in delight. How easy it was to make Hiccup do what he wanted without so much as a struggle now.

"Both," Hiccup pleaded.

"Both? Then you won't be able to see what's happening. I want you to watch as our cocks slid in and out of you."

The boy whimpered, his body already craving the man's touches. He hated being so needy and out of control.

"I'll tell you what. Ryker will do the honors while I watch. Then I will give you something you greatly desire, hmm?"

Ryker gave his brother a confused look. What was Viggo up to now? He gave a shrug, not quite caring, a approached the boy. Hiccup flinched as he often did whenever the man touched him and watched wide eyed as the man opened his pants to let out his large hard cock. Then Hiccup was turned around to face several of the mirrors and his legs hoisted up into the man's beefy arms. There was no warning, no preparation, Ryker's hard meat jabbed at Hiccup's ass before finally slipping into his tight cavern, still slippery and loose from the dildo. Hiccup watched the mirror transfixed as the huge organ thrust into him, seeming alien and strange fitting inside him as it did. Ryker took a steady pace, his length slamming into the youth.

"You like, Haddock. You look like a little fish on a spit," Ryker crowed in his ear. "Daddy's little fuck toy."

It didn't last long, not like it usually did. Lars came rushing into the tent as Ryker shot his first load deep into Hiccup's guts. He gave Hiccup a passing glance, knowing his turn was coming but not for a while.

"We have a situation," Lars reported to Viggo as Ryker finished his turn.

"What sort of situation?" Ryker demanded, fixing himself and leaving Hiccup dangling where he was.

Lars glanced at Hiccup then Viggo and back to Ryker. "Ah…the Berserker kind."

Viggo raised a surprised brow. "Dagur? He came back?"

"Yes, sir."

Viggo met Ryker's gaze. "See what he wants," he snapped as he stood, his gaze shifting to Hiccup. "And extend an invitation. Perhaps it's time these brothers reunited."