Desperate to protect his village, young Edric rams his small fishing boat into a Viking ship, and ends up captured by the Viking raiders.
When Viking leader Thorvald puts a slave collar around Edric’s neck, Edric offers to pleasure the huge Viking in exchange for his freedom. But the other Vikings demand their share of their new thrall, and soon Edric finds himself on his knees, servicing the entire crew with his mouth, hands and ass in a vicious Viking gangbang…
Warning: This 8.000 word erotic story contains a rough gay gangbang between an inexperienced young man and a boatload of horny Vikings, with reluctant oral and anal sex and multiple penetration. Adult readers only! All characters are 18 or older.
Edric took a deep, shuddering breath, and sunk to his knees in front of the big man, looking up at him in hope and fear.
Thorvald looked down, frowning. “What’s this?”
“I…would pleasure you,” Edric said, trying hard to keep his voice firm. These men admired courage, not weakness. And this…it was either the bravest thing he had ever done, or the craziest. “If you give me my freedom in exchange.”
There was a pause. Edric didn’t look away from Thorvald’s fierce, icy blue eyes, but he sensed the other men listening intently all around them.
“I see,” Thorvald said, and that same grim smile curved his lips. “You think there is a bargain to be made, here, do you? You think you’re at the market, selling fish?”
Edric didn’t know how to respond. “No, I -”
“And do you have experience pleasuring men?”
Thorvald’s fierce eyes watched him grimly, and Edric knew he could not lie to this man. Not if he wished to live.
“No,” he said quietly. “I do not.” He had heard some stories, boasts, filthy tales told at night, but that was all.
Edric swallowed, feeling the blush rise to his cheeks. “No.”
There was a hush of indrawn breath from the men all around them.
A gruff voice said, “A virgin boy brings double price on the block,” and someone else capped it with, “A virgin boy brings double pleasure on my cock!”
Laughter erupted again from the men around them, and Edric shuddered. He didn’t look away from Thorvald’s eyes. His life, his future lay in this man’s hands.
“Ogleif,” Thorvald said, “Bring me a strap.”