By: Bayokko
Rating: MA
Fandom: Original
Warnings: Master/Slave, Anal, Oral, Violence (Not in sex).
This is the story of a young man named William who works as a baker in a small English village. One day a group of vikings attack his hometown and he ends up getting kidnapped by one of the vikings, a man named Bjorn. After his capture William finds himself subject to the lust of his captor having to endure the large mans sexual demands. Bjorn however get’s more then he bargains for when he begins to realize that he’s becoming attracted to the young baker. Now both Bjorn and William have to endure each other while keeping their affair secret from Bjorn’s father, their friends, and a sinister man named Gunnar.
Chapter 25
{William: “I got several different responses after I told the others about what I had learned of Gunnar’s plot. Rolf had been utterly disgusted with the news and cursed up and down about how the man was going to pay. Andrew not know much about Bjorn’s brothers express sympathy towards the royal family and Aida who had come back down half way through wept at the true reason for the lost of the three boys she had known since they were young. Bjorn’s response however wasn’t something I expected.
I had thought he would go mad with anger and fight us trying to get at Gunnar’s throat. But to my surprise he remained in his seat a blank look o his face. After a few moments of tension from Andrew and Rolf both expecting the same thing I had. He shrugged off their shoulders and stood. “I’m going to the castle now and kill that man.” He said very calmly. “Thank ye lad for telling me.” He bent down to kiss me gently on the lips then turned around and began to head for the door. Rolf was quick on his tail imploring him to stop. At first he didn’t listen continuing towards the door but when I began pleading he froze with a heavy sigh. Seeing his chance Rolf suggested they go upstairs and talk about what to do calmly which luckily Bjorn agreed to. Together the two men went upstairs leaving me to my thoughts.}
William let out a bored sigh as he laid in his bed. It had been a few hours since Bjorn had left the room with Rolf and he was beginning to worry something had happened. Shortly after the Vikings had left the others had filtered out of the room one by one each saying they had something to do. But most likely they were going up to help Rolf in keeping Bjorn in the house.
“I wonder if he’s doing alright?” William said with a grunt as he sat up. The baker was still to sore from his recent attack to move much leaving him virtually trapped in the small underground room as he awaited news on Bjorn’s condition. ‘Maybe I should at least try to get up and go see what‘s going on?’
He was about to try just that when the door to the room opened and Rolf entered with a tray of food and a bundle of clothes in his arms. “Are you awake boy?” The farmer asked.
The baker was about to say a smart remark about how could he sleep at a time like this. But remembered to this man he was still just a slave. “Yes sir I am” He said respectfully.
“Good to hear.” He walked over to the bed ridden man. “Here you go, Aida just made this so it should be hot.” He placed the tray on the younger mans lap.
“Thank you sir.” After giving the Valhallen farmer a small nod William decided to ask him about his lover. “Um… Could I ask you how Bjorn’s doing?”
Rolf placed the clothes he had brought down next to William then sat down. “He’s still being very quiet if that’s what you wish to know.” He responded. “He hasn‘t said a word since our talk. I think this whole thing has left him sort of stunned. It may be awhile before he’s mentally well enough for us to truly formulate a plan on what to do next.”
“I hope whatever you plan to do that he’ll be safe during it.” William said as he began to eat. “The man God rest his soul has a fool head on his shoulders and needs to be watched constantly.” Suddenly realizing what he was saying the baker peeked up a Rolf cautiously fearing the worst for insulting his friend.
What he found however was twinkling eyes and a small smile. “You‘ve got a sharp tongue on you don‘t you boy?” He remarked. “Explains why Bjorn is so caught up on you. The big guy tends to grow fond of those who talk back to him.”
“I wouldn’t really say he’s caught up on me.” William responded red faced.
“Of course he is boy.” Rolf stated matter-of-factly. “I can see it in his eyes. They’re a tad gentler then they were before he met you.” He gave a small laugh. “Yuir not what I expected tae see him with though. I thought you‘d be a little prettier if you catch what I mean.”
“Yeah I do.” William frowned. Yet another of Bjorn‘s people disapproving of their relationship.
{William: “Guess Aida and Harald are a rare breed.”}
“Now don’t you be getting all upset friend.“ Rolf said “I’m sure yuir handsome in yuir own right. I wouldn’t know of course, not being driven to male beauty. But Bjorn seems to have seen something.” He winked at the baker. “And if yuir thinking I disapprove well don’t. Who you care for and how is yuir business not mine. Just as long as my friend is happy and he is happy.”
“Thank you I suppose.” William said shyly. The baker went back to eating but a curious thought stopped him again. “Um master Rolf can I ask you something more?”
“Drop the master please. Yuir Bjorn’s…” Rolf faltered thinking of the right word. “…Betrothed. So I reckon that you may call me by name as he does.”
“Rolf then. Can I ask you something?” William asked. The Valhallen nodded yes. “How long have you know Bjorn? He talks about you often and I’m sort of curious.”
“A little bit jealous? Thinking I’m a past lover.” Rolf teased.
“Not at all I assure you Bjorn only likes a certain type of man.” William responded with equal smirk. He patted his jelly belly to prove his point.
“I suppose yuir right on that.” Rolf laughed. “Well let’s see. If I remember right me and Bjorn met when we was around six or so. He was in town with Aida her having dragged him along to shop for food. So of course our boy was bored out of his mind.”
“He does get easily bored doesn’t he?”
“Yes he does. Well here he was bored so he decides to wander off. Which brought him to my grandfathers vegetable stand. The boy must have skipped the morning meal because he went right up in front of me and my granddad took one of our squashes and bit right into it.” Rolf frowned ruefully. “Dammed Bjorn had balls on him didn’t he? Stealing so openly like that. My grandfather instantly knew who he was and did the proper thing, remained quiet as Bjorn threw the squash to the ground and went for another vegetable. I on the other hand didn’t know he was the prince so I went over and bashed him over the head cursing at him like there was no tomorrow.”
William had to stifle his laughter at the story. He could almost imagine how Bjorn looked at six with a lump on his head. “Then what happened?”
“He jumped right up and started yelling right back at me.” Rolf said proudly. “The pair of us would have gotten into a fist fight that day if my granddad and Aida hadn’t pulled us apart. Afterwards we met a few more times. Me at the stand, him accompanying Aida after a bit we sort of just became friends then later best friends.” He gave a sidelong glace towards William. “Hum… I suppose that position might be yuirs now though.”
“Nonsense.” William said. “I’m his lover first, a friend second. He‘ll always need you as a best friend to keep him in line when I falter.” They both smiled at that. “So you grew up with Bjorn huh?” The baker asked. “Bet you have some really embar-- I mean interesting stories you could tell me.”
“Oh that I do.” Rolf said cheerfully. “You want to hear what happened three years ago at the winter solstice festival?”
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Upstairs Bjorn sat at Rolf’s kitchen table morosely eating the food before him not really paying attention to how it tasted. No matter how much he thought it over he still couldn’t wrap his mind around what Gunnar had done.
The man had always been a lying no good dog but what he had done was beyond wicked. To kill his brothers then plan to kill him and Harald just so his father would be so heartbroken he wouldn’t put up a fight. It was despicable! He felt like raging right to the castle and ripping the man apart. He just couldn’t do that now, he had realized that after talking to Rolf. It was what Gunnar wanted. For him to come to the castle foaming from the mouth so that the slimy man could have his men kill him in “self defense”. With that threat looming there was nothing Bjorn could do but sit and wait until they found proof to show his father.
“He’s dammed lucky for that.” Bjorn seethed quietly.
“Lucky for what?” Andrew said entering the small kitchen.
Bjorn gave the English slave an irritated look. He didn’t need this right now “Did I not tell all of you tae leave me be for awhile?”
The annoyance in Bjorn’s voice seemed to have no effect on the farmer. The oafish man merely shrugged his shoulders and took a seat across the table from him. “Well yes you did say that. You didn‘t say we couldn‘t come back however?”
Bjorn didn’t know if the man was trying to be smart with him or simply too dimwitted too know what he truly meant. Whichever it was he truly didn’t care. “Well just so we are clear I wished to be left alone till I said otherwise understand?”
“Not really?” Andrew said still oblivious. He reached for one of the apples at the center of the table and began eating it. “Ya’know… when I need to think I sort of need other people around. Like Julie I seem to think a whole lot better when she’s nearby and Master Rolf he says he get’s the best ideas when he talks to his wife.”
“Is there a point to this little lecture yuir giving me?”
“No just saying is all.” He bit into the apple again. “Thought you might be able to think better if you went back downstairs and talked to my little buddy.”
Bjorn sort of pouted at this thinking. Was this man really trying to coerce him into going downstairs and tending to William? From what little he saw of this man, no he couldn’t be so bright as to try and trick him. But the fools rambling had a certain truth to them. Seeing his boy might make him feel better at least.
Standing up Bjorn muttered something about asking William a question then left. Once he was gone Andrew breathed a heavy sigh of relief and peered over his shoulder to Aida and Julie who had been secretly watching the entire conversation. “Did I do it right ladies?” The man asked.
Julie smiled. “Perfectly dear.”
Aida laughed. “All my boy needs is a small push once and awhile.
Bjorn quickly made his way through the small farmhouse and down the stairs leading to the small secret room. As he approached the door to the room he began to hear the telltale sounds of laughter emanating from within. Wondering what was going on he pushed open the thin door and found Rolf sitting next to the bed with a amused looking William wiping tears from his eyes.
“What’s this all now?” Bjorn asked.
Both Rolf and William stopped laughing suddenly and turned to him. “Oh, nothing Bjorn my friend.” Rolf began. “Just regaling our William here with some stories.”
“Stories?” Bjorn said with a suspicious tone. A part of him was happy that his friend seemed to be getting along with his lover. But another part worried what said “Friend” had been telling him.
“Yes stories.” Rolf stood up and walked towards the other man. “Seems William here is quite interested in yuir past.” He winked back at the baker. “Guess you were to preoccupied to tell him some things. Now if you two will excuse me I have other things to do upstairs.” He patted Bjorn on the shoulder as he passed him and left the pair of lovers alone in the small room.
For a second the two stared at each other. Then William coughed and shyly said. “Um… Hi.”
“Hello lad?” The bigger man said. He went over and sat down on the bed. “Just what were you and Rolf talking of?”
William gave him a weak smile. “Nothing to scandalous I assure you Bjorn.”
“Good cause you cannot believe a thing that man says trust me.” The baker raised an eyebrow which cause Bjorn to laugh. “Alright some of it may be true.” He descended down over the other man intent on giving him a quick kiss on the lips. He was disheartened however when William gasped in fear and closed his eyes. “Lad?”
Realizing what he had just done William laid down and quickly apologized. “Sorry don’t know what came over me.”
“Unfortunately I do William.” Bjorn sighed. “Please don’t allow that scum to taint this boy.” He climbed up onto the bed looming over the chubby man. “Now tell me William what do you see, feel?” He kissed his lover on the forehead.
“Well I feel your body. As for see… all I see is your beard.”
Bjorn chuckled lowered himself so that they were eye to eye. “Alright now what do you see?”
“You.” was the simple response. “I see a face I’ve grown to care a great deal for in the last year. And if I might say I see the most beautiful pair of green eyes I’ve ever seen.”
Both men could feel themselves blushing. Bjorn for being called beautiful and William for the shock that he would blurt out something so sappy. “You know my dear if you insist on saying such things. I might not be able tae contain myself much longer.”
“Then don’t.”
Bjorn widened his eyes. “You can’t be suggesting…
“I think I am Bjorn.“
The larger man frowned at him. “You can’t be serious lad? You’ve just woken up from what that beast done to you.” He began to remove himself from his lovers warmth. “I think you may need time to fully recover from the incident”
A pair of weak but persistent arms kept the larger man in place. “What I think I need is for you to make love to me and help me forget what’s happened these last few days.”
Bjorn thought for a few moments deciding how to deny him but when he saw the desperate look on Williams face he agreed that he needed this. “Alright lad if you insist.” He said as he began descending down the bakers body. As he traveled downward he kissed the younger man through the thin fabric of the blanket delighting in how the baker shuttered in heat at the touches not in fear.
When he finally reached Williams crotch he took a deep breath and said. “I’m not fool enough tae try and mount you tonight boy. But I believe I can give you pleasure as you have so many times before.”
William began breathing harder when he realized what the other man was saying. It was a real treat when Bjorn offered to suckle him. “You won’t hear me complaining.”
The pair shared a lustful look between them before it was broken when Bjorn began pulling down the blanket that covered his lovers body exposing a hardening cock to his greedy eyes.
He had to hold in a curse when he observed slight bruising on the bakers thighs. Gunnar was going to die for that. Choosing not to break the mood Bjorn growled happily and began licking the baker’s rigid member.
William let out a pleased sigh as his sensitive tip was assaulted by his Viking lovers large tongue. Bjorn despite his reluctance to orally please the other man like this at first had become quite adept at the activity. Enjoying the moans and squeals of delight that it brought out of the baker not to mention the sweet taste which assaulted his senses.
William was in a similar state of nirvana liking the way Bjorn’s beard scratched his balls and the powerful suction which was bringing him ever closer to completion. As his blood boiled and his cock became even harder he began keening louder and clutched at Bjorn’s red hair as his orgasm built. “Please Bjorn slow down I’m going to come if you don’t.”
Bjorn allowed William’s member to slip from his mouth him catching it between his fingers. “I believe I’ve told you the same thing many a time my boy.” He said his eyes twinkling with mirth. “But if I remember you nary let up on me, am I right?”
“Well yes but how can I help it. I love to please you.”
“Aye and that you do lad.” Bjorn stood up and began unbuckling his pants. “Now as I said lad I cannot mount ye but I believe you can do the duty just as well. If we are careful that is.”
“I’d love to but I don’t think I have the energy to… you know.” William said apologetically. He made a thrusting gesture with his fingers indicating what he meant.
“I know which is why all you have to do love is lay there. Allow me to do all the work.” The larger man stepped out of his drawers and climbed back onto the bed. Carefully he squatted over his lover and used one of his hands to point the bakers spear up towards his hole. “Now you tell me if I become to much tae handle got it boy.”
“Don’t worry I shall.” William said as he watched the other man. This position was new to him. At least being on the giving end. He peered down his body seeing that Bjorn was equally excited by this. his angry looking engorged cock pulsing with excitement. Deciding to play along with the role reversal William smirked up at the other man. “Well come on. Get to it man!” He teased lowing his voice, trying to sound like his lover..
Seeing the words as a challenge Bjorn lowered himself on the rock hard appendage below him. The large man sank onto the baker cock a small hiss of pain coming from his lips. But as much as it stung to be skewered in this fashion the look on his lovers face was well worth it.
William’s eyes were rolled back and he had his mouth agape a silent moan issuing from him. “Stay strong William don’t need you passing out on me.” Bjorn laughed as his backside finally came into contact with a the other mans thighs the Valhallen prince leaned forward and supported himself with his large hairy arms trying to keep most of his weight off of his smaller friend.
Staring down at William the Bjorn began moving his hips up and down impaling himself again and again on the bakers shaft. The wondrous member sliding in and out of him made the large man grunt and huff as his body was invaded again and again. His insides being assaulted by the stiff member inside of him. His voice climbed and octave when he felt one of William’s hands clutch his cock and pump him in time with his own downward thrusts.
“By the dragon I cannot tell you how good this feels.” Bjorn said as he rode the other man. He picked up the pace when that marvelous tool hit his prostrate making both him and his cock jump. “By Fuuuuuck!” He said in a strangled voice.
“I have the same response.” William laughed. His tiredness and soreness seemed to be evaporating with every second his large lover pleasured himself atop him. With a sudden burst of energy coursing through his veins the pudgy man thrust upwards surprising Bjorn and causing him to almost lose his balance.
“You’d better be careful boy I almost-- ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!” Bjorn’s scolding died on his lips when William continued his attack pushing up into him repeatedly. Each assault hit the same pleasure spot within the Valhallen. “You cheeky little bastard.” Bjorn begrudgingly chuckled. “You really do know how tae please me.”
William only response was to speed up and try his damdest to drive Bjorn to orgasm which he accomplished very quickly. The hairy man above him bellowed like an injured bull as he thrust down one last time both him and William cumming with such ferocity that it frightened them a little.
As they caught their breaths from their exertions they kissed sweetly their heartbeats slowing. Reluctantly Bjorn got off of William the bakers cock making a wet suction sound as it left his body. “Amazing lad, I don‘t believe I shall ever tired of being with you.” He said standing. Bjorn bent down and took William by the hand, kissing it as he smiled at his now tired lover.
“Yes it was.” William moved over and motioned for Bjorn to lay on the bed with him. “Come lay down next to me.” Once the big man was next to him he rested his head on Bjorn’s furry chest nuzzling his nose in all that warm hair. As they laid there suddenly something came to mind which made him grin.
Immediately feeling the grin against his skin Bjorn asked. “What are you so happy about lad? Besides the aches we have given each other.”
William lightly punched his lover in the chest. “Nothing just thinking how you must have looked running through the streets drunk off your ass and naked during that winter festival.”
Bjorn flinched. “Remind me next time I see Rolf tae beat his mangy hide.” He sighed
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