Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

Your Night to Decide	By : hetafanfan Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 10404 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine, I make no money from this.

Chapter List
- 9
- 10
- 11
Figging (the use of ginger), slapping, some strange sort of urethral figging...

Francis couldn't believe he agreed to this. His arms and legs were tied, and Alfred was standing at the side of the bed right by his head.

In Alfred's hand was a large fresh piece of ginger root, a small bowl of water sitting on the bedside table. The knife was working steadily on the ginger, and just watching Alfred working on the root, the thick smell wafting over, sent his cock to attention.

Alfred was peeling the skin off in long strokes, and Francis swore the root was nearly 5 inches long. As Alfred worked, the root would occasionally be dipped into the bowl of water, washing away small pieces of skin.

It took a while, but Alfred finally stopped carving, making sure that the root was up to his standards. Smiling to himself he brought the root back up in front of him, and started to carve near the bottom of the root, an indent being made in the finger of ginger, making it look like a butt plug. He then placed it in the bowl of water.

Taking a smaller piece of root, nearly two inches long, Alfred started to whittle away at that one as well. It wasn't nearly as wide, probably about 1/4 of an inch, and it made Francis curious.

Satisfied with the results, Alfred placed down the knife, and let the ginger soak in the water for a couple of seconds as he looked Francis over.

Soft fabric was holding Francis' hands in place, but his legs had leather straps along his thighs and shins, which were as pulled apart as much as possible, allowing Alfred room to use his asshole however he pleased. Francis' cock was laying against the sheets, slightly hard from excitement.

Taking the finger of ginger out of the water Alfred made his way over to Francis' ass. The lack of lube made Francis worry, and he stated so "Lube, Alfred!"

"Nope, sorry, but that acts like a cover, doesn't let the ginger do its thing." A small nervous nod met his statement, and Alfred pulled his hand back.

"We don't have to do this, you know."

"No! I... I want to do this." It was true, he had been curious about figging ever since Arthur had mentioned it nearly a year ago. He had said it was painful, yet so intense. Apparently Alfred had also helped Arthur out with his, so he figured that the boy would be a good choice of an assistant.

The finger of ginger was back at his entrance, slowly being pushed into his hole.

"Push Francis" Francis pushed, his ass allowing the large ginger root to enter his hole. "Good." A light couple of slaps from Alfred's hand was given right beside the root, Francis felt nothing.

A harder slap sent Francis forward with a hiss. Another slap and Francis gave a slight moan.

It was around then that he started to notice the ginger in his ass.

It stung just a bit, but was slowly getting more and more hot, starting to get uncomfortable. Another slap to his ass, and Francis clenched, the burn in his ass flaring up. Ah, fuck! Another slap, and more heat in his hole. Why did it flare up like that?

Four more hits from the hand, and he figured it out. Whenever Alfred slapped him, he would clench. He tightened himself around the ginger, and the burn attached itself to the walls of his ass. Shit. It was good...

"Try not to clench, yeah?" Alfred said, laughing softly, bringing his hand down once more.

The burn was getting steadily worse and Alfred continued to his his cheeks, the skin bouncing when hit and turning a bright red.

Another hit, and Francis didn't know what pain was worse. The finger of ginger in his ass, or the hand that continued to come down. Another. He hissed, biting at the covers of the bed, trying not to clench as the hand came down again.

Francis didn't know what to do. If he clenched the burn increased, but if he didn't the hand seemed to hurt so much worse. Clenching down and away from the hit, Francis' mind was reeling, a series of 'fucks' being released when a large wave of heat attacked his insides.

The ginger was removed, and Francis was surprised to find that nearly twenty minutes had gone by. Sighing, he let himself relax, his hole still stinging. Alfred was back a minute later though, and Francis couldn't see what he was doing, but there was something rubbing against his entrance once more. It couldn't be the ginger though, could it? It had lost its potency, he was sure of it!

Pushing at his hole, Francis couldn't help but let it in, the burning sensation returning, and then some.

"Ah! I... I thought it -shit- was done! Fuck!" He pushed his hips forward, the sheets of the bed wet with the amount of pre cum his cock had released.

"Nope! Water brings the sensation back. Looked like you were enjoying it too much to stop."

Alfred's fingers were on the plug. Pulling it back, pushing it in, rotating it inside of him. And suddenly it all stopped, the ginger staying where it was, burning at his insides steadily. Francis couldn't see properly, tears streaming down his face as drool leaked out of the corner of his mouth.

Arthur was right, this felt amazing.

Palms were placed on Francis' red ass, and they pushed them together around the ginger inside of him, holding his lower half steady as Francis yelled out, begging for it to be removed. The full effect of the ginger hitting every side of his ass. Squirming this way and that, Francis tried to relieve at least some of the burn.

It was then that he came, feeling like his entire ass was orgasming along with his spasming dick, the discomfort and intense pleasure from the ginger just making him release harder.

The ginger was pulled out, and Francis moaned at the loss, pushing his hips back, trying to keep it in longer. Alfred didn't allow it though, and the restraints kept him from going back even further.

"Want more?" After everything that had just happened, Francis was surprised to find himself nodding. His legs were released and his body turned over, the cloth that was binding his hands lapped over each other, making his hands impossible to move.

His legs remained un-restrained and Francis looked down his body. Alfred was sitting between his legs, cock pressed against his hole, as his hands fiddled around with the small piece of ginger he had cut earlier.

Francis' thoughts were cut off as Alfred pushed his dick into the still burning hole, the lube that he must have put on without him noticing, allowing him to slide easily in. Obviously, Alfred was just as excited by what he did to Francis, as he pushed in right to his balls, and stopped.

"Ready?" He had no clue what Alfred was going to do with the ginger, as Alfred was seated deep in his ass, but nodded anyway.

Grabbing Francis' dick, Alfred tipped it towards him, letting him see what he was doing. The ginger was placed at the slit and pushed in, leaving about half of it out. But the inch that was inside of his urethra sent Francis' head back into the pillow, letting out a yell as it started to heat up. The soft inside of his cock, burning, making him twitch and writhe.

There was no gentleness to any of it, Alfred pounded into Francis' body, and Francis lit up with every thrust. His cock hitting his chest with every thrust, burning as the ginger stayed planted inside. Whenever Francis' clenched, Alfred would moan out and thrust faster, the root inside his cock would pull inside slightly, only to push back out as he stopped. The burn was wonderful, and it felt like nothing he had ever experienced before.

It didn't last long enough to Francis, when in truth it had probably been ten minutes, he wanted Alfred to continue to fuck him for hours. The burn, the sensations, the huge cock pounding inside of him, it was too much.

"A-Alfred, I... Fuck! Shit! Ahnnn..."

As soon as Alfred pulled the ginger out of Francis' slit, Francis was cumming. White streaks hitting the ginger that was centimeters away from his hard dick, as well as his chest. Alfred came soon after, filling him completely, to the point that it leaked out of his abused hole.

Pulling out, Alfred released Francis of his bindings, letting him relax into the bed and enjoy the afterglow. Even though his dick was still quite hard, the used tip red from abuse, Francis knew that it would go down. He briefly wondered if Arthur had the same reaction to the ginger, as Alfred threw the fingers into the garbage, leaving to go to the kitchen after looking back at Francis once more.
- 9
- 10
- 11
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Your Night to Decide