Keeping the Peace 3
Drago didn't think much of Hiccup when they first met. When they battled on Berk the boy had managed to intrigue him but he was more than happy to do away with him if he could but now, with the young chief bond, gaged, blindfolded and whorishly decorated, now he would make the Dragon Master his and show him what a Dragon God could do. What made Hiccup all the more desirable was the way he shifted, still trying to free his arms, the heel of his good foot digging into the bed while his bad leg rest on the bed, his knee bent. It gave Drago the perfect view of the boy's limp cock.
Hiccup froze when he felt the weight of another person on the bed. Instinct took hold and he kicked out with his bad leg, fully expecting his metal foot to make contact and force whoever it was back. He knew almost the moment he bent his knee that something was wrong. His leg was too light, the weight of the prosthetic not weighing it down like it usually did. His stump made contact with a muscled arm and a jolt of old pain raced up his leg. The stump was always sensitive but this was more than usual. As quickly as the pain assaulted him a new sensation took him as some sort of liquid was rubbed into the scarred flesh. It warmed the stump and for one shocking moment Hiccup thought he could feel his missing foot again. His toes felt all tingly and…
He jerked his leg away from whoever was touching him and tried to close his legs. He screamed against his gag, trying to tell whoever to get away from him but suddenly he was pushed to a sitting position from behind by a second person then once more lowered to lounge against a warm and very naked body. He was almost positive it was Alvin and began cursing him against the gag. The other person seemed to only use one hand which meant it had to be Drago and the two of them were going to…going to… Oh shit!
The Hooligan chief began thrashing about again, trying to break free but it was no good, he was pinned. Alvin caught his good leg and pulled it to Hiccup's chest while Drago grabbed the other one. Hiccup tried again, arching his back and turning away, hoping to roll away from the two but they were much larger and stronger than him and Alvin seemed to know just how to stop him. This wasn't right. How was Alvin able to pin him without even hurting him? And why was his body burning where their bare skin touched. He began panting against the gag, his body not feeling like his own anymore. Please, please stop! He begged against the gag as he felt the hand on the inner thigh of his bad leg move lower. Hiccup whimpered softly, hating this feeling of helplessness as the two men slowly worked his body, both touching him in ways he did not want.
Drago watched the Dragon Master in growing arousal as the boy shifted against Alvin, obviously still trying to escape but unable to. He was practically in the Outcast chief's lap now, his cock still limp but his hole quivering in anticipation. It looked like such a small little hole that couldn't possibly fit a cock his Drago's girth let alone length. He was going to make the boy bleed and that excited him to no end. And before he was done he was going to make Hiccup beg for it even as he was snapped in half.
Taking the lotion still clinging to Hiccup's groin Drago began rubbing it into the young man's dick, marveling over the size, it was a little larger than his body type would suggest; obviously the only gift that came from his father, the rest of him took after his mother's slight build. It would be like taking the best of both worlds. Not only would he have his revenge of Hiccup by fucking his silly naïve brains out but also tarnish the name of Stoick the Vast through his son and put Valka through agony knowing she could save her precious boy. Those thoughts made Drago even harder. He had history with Valka, a very intimate history that he would be sure to share with Hiccup once he made the boy his. He rubbed the lotion everywhere he thought important, Hiccup groin and lovely cock, his ass – especially that tantalizing, quivering hole – around the nipples, his stomach and neck, but especially the stump that he felt was what connected them best. It took only a few seconds but the effects were immediately noticeably as Hiccup began squirming, pressing further into Alvin and making the Outcast groan in pleasure.
"Get on with it before I simply take him," Alvin snapped as Hiccup pressed down on his hard erection. He gave another moan and bucked up in between Hiccup firm buttock, the round globes hugging his length nicely. If Drago didn't get a move on…
Hiccup gave a muffled cry as Drago buried his face between his legs and took his length in his mouth. Alvin glanced over the youth's shoulder and watched as the one armed man bobbed his head up and down. Hiccup tried pushing further into Alvin but there was only so far he could push himself. Alvin's belly got in the way otherwise he would have impaled Hiccup. He had to wait, just a little longer. He could do it, he just needed a distraction. He pulled on the nipple clamps but that only succeeded in making Hiccup squirm more which did nothing to calm Alvin down. He knew what he needed but was reluctant to take it just yet, fearful that the drug had not yet taken hold. But if Hiccup kept wiggling he was going cum all over his back side and that was not where he wanted his first load to go. When Hiccup jumped a second time he had no choice, he yanked off the gag and clamped his mouth over the Hooligan's. The youth tried to pull back but didn't really put up much of a fight but he didn't return the kiss either. He just stayed perfectly still, like a frighten deer before a pack of hungry wolves. A sharp gasp gave Alvin the entrance he desired. He swiped the flat of his thick tongue over ever inch od Hiccup's mouth and tried to engage his tongue in a little game of dominance, teasing and prodding until the boy almost choked trying to avoid him.
Another cry forced Hiccup to put some real force into yanking his head free and losing a handful of hair. "Stop! Stop! Please!" he cried, his hips thrusting out controllably and legs jerking.
Alvin glanced down Hiccup body to where Drago's was still sucking him off but the Warlord was no longer holding his bad leg aside, his hand had slipped under the boy. Judging by the way Hiccup was jerking about he was getting a good fingering by Drago, no doubt to loosen him up enough for what was to come next. It was about time.
Running a thumb over Hiccup's plump bottom lip, Alvin purred softly. "I've missed those lovely lip wrapped around my cock. You're going to suck hard today, aren't you, my angel? You're going to use those teeth." He nipped the boy's bottom lip. "Drago, time Hiccup had his tummy filled don't you think?"
Drago looked up, Hiccup's cock between his lips. His rolled his tongue over the thick veins and up along the foreskin before releasing his dick. A sick smirk curled his lips. "I want him on his knees, begging while I take him."
Alvin chuckled. "His mouth might be a little full for begging." With surprising expertise he rolled Hiccup over so he was on his knees and face between Alvin's legs. The older chief adjusted his position so both he and Hiccup would be comfortable, or at least him, he would make it up to Hiccup in his own way later. Twinning his fingers through the young man's hair he pushed Hiccup head toward his weeping cock. Oh how he waited for this. As much as he loved Hiccup's wonderfully tight ass his mouth was so much better. There was no sarcastic comments or sass or rejecting his demands, all there was was that wonderful mouth and deep swan like throat able to take him all in.
"No!" Hiccup objected, trying to pull away but that was bad move as Drago grabbed his bound arms to use as leverage and slip into him with one smooth thrust. The boy screamed but before a sound escaped his lips Alvin shoved his length down his throat, silencing him. Of course once Hiccup got his wits about him he tried biting the thick flesh in his mouth but it only stirred Alvin on and he began thrusting harder.
Drago groaned loudly as he watched the supposed Dragon Master suckling away at Alvin's engorged cock. Surprising the youth managed to fit the entire thing down his throat almost as easily as he took Drago's long, thick length. At first he thrust slowly, working his way into Hiccup's heat, indulging in the tightness and how it hugged him just right, as if the boy was meant for him. He held the boy's bound arms as he fucked him, pulling Hiccup to him with each thrust. He rotated his hips, aiming for the boy's prostate and delighted each time he felt those tight walls ripple.
That first time didn't take either of the older men long to cum. They both cried out as their first climax hit them only minutes from each other. Alvin came first, filling Hiccup's mouth and throat with his seed so much that some spilled over the boy's lips but it took little encouragement to make him swallow it all. The Outcast slumped against his headboard with Hiccup head on his belly as Drago continued to fuck the Hooligan, electing the most exotic sounds from him. Small moans and cries, whimpers and mumbled words passed Hiccup's lips as he was rocked and slammed into.
"Yes, that's my boy. You love your pretty ass and mouth being filled, don't you? But I know what you love most, don't I?" Alvin cooed, brushing sweaty hair from Hiccup's face. "We'll do that soon, I promise. It's been a long time since we had a third. Let's enjoy it as much as possible, no?"
Although Hiccup couldn't hear him it sounded as if he agreed but maybe it was the drug finally taking full effect because he was suddenly louder and pushing into him more as Drago fucked him harder. "Uh…uh…ngh…oh sweet Thor, sto…uh!" His back arched as a fiery pleasure raced up his spine but could not be released. His cock and balls felt heavy as if he needed to cum but while there was pleasure there was also a certain amount of pain. He cried out a second time as something hot rushed up his ass, filling him to the brim before Drago thick length pulled out of him. He felt full yet empty at the same time and his drugged mind absently wondered if that was good or not. He felt on fire without that thickness within him and no one but Alvin touching him, as if he might burn up without someone touching him, being in him. And while he knew that was wrong, that he shouldn't feel this way another part of him simply didn't care. He slumped against Alvin in defeat. "No more," he managed, even though his body said something completely different. "Please, Alvin. Stop this."
Alvin cooed soft, running his thumb down Hiccup's cheek. "You're only going to get hurt if you keep fighting. You need a little something to steel your nerves." He took the vial and forced Hiccup to drink the other half of the contents. "We still have many hours of fun before we let you rest." His gaze flicked to Drago. "Shall we switch positions? His mouth is just as good as mouth and he deep throats like a pro."
A devious smile lit the Warlord's face. "I would greatly enjoy the Dragon Master bowing before me."