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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hetalia:_Axis_Powers
  Relationship:
      Germany_(Hetalia)/Prussia_(Hetalia), Germany_(Hetalia)/Spain_(Hetalia),
      France_(Hetalia)/Germany_(Hetalia), France_(Hetalia)/Prussia_(Hetalia)/
      Spain_(Hetalia)
  Character:
      Prussia_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers), Germany_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers), Spain_
      (Hetalia:_Axis_Powers), France_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers), South_Italy,
      England_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers)
  Additional Tags:
      Foursome, Orgy, Yaoi, Hardcore, R18, Underage_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-07-15 Words: 2605
****** The Bad Touch ******
by KnightMassacre
Summary
     One-Shot AU: 17 year old Gilbert invites his two best friends over,
     Francis and Antonio. He is forced to temporarily leave home due to an
     emergency, leaving Antonio and Francis alone at his house. What
     Antonio and Francis do not know is that Gilbert's 15 year old
     brother, Ludwig, is still home. Warning: Extreme R-18, Yaoi,
     Underage, Rape
Notes
     Warning kinda: So in the past, I've received comments about how this
     fic could be rape -- so this is your warning!
Summary: 17 year old Gilbert invites his two best friends over, Francis and
Antonio. He is forced to temporarily leave due to an emergency, leaving Antonio
and Francis at his house, alone. What they do not know is that Gilbert's 15
year old brother, Ludwig, is still home.
Ship: Germany x The Bad Touch Trio (France, Prussia, Spain)
*Because Ludwig is much younger here, he is more "innocent". ← lol no.
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Footsteps that resemble that of a hoard of trampling elephants could be heard
as Francis knocked quietly on the door. He waited several seconds, preparing
himself for what he knew would be the boisterous greeting from none other than
Gilbert. The click of several locks was the only warning he got as the massive
door was thrown open and a heavy arm was draped around his shoulders.
"Francis, welcome to my awesome house~!" An obnoxious yet familiar voice yelled
into his ear as he was quickly pulled into the massive building. He grinned and
thanked the albino, slipping off his shoes.
"Indeed, mon ami (my friend). It has been far too long. I assume that you have
been well?" The two walked down the long hallway, Francis letting Gilbert talk
animatedly about how the past few years have been. As they reached the large
living room, Francis spotted two olive green eyes look up. A large smile
greeted him as the final member stood up to complete the infamous trio.
"Antonio, how nice to see you! How have you been?" Francis embraced the
Spaniard and gave a quick peck on each cheek in greeting.
"I have been well, amigo. Although, I am not sure if you have heard yet
but...Lovino and I didn't seem to work out." The Spaniard had a look of sadness
in his eyes as he spoke of the sour Italian. Francis nodded understandingly,
speaking of how he had also been turned down by Arthur not too long ago.
The two talked of how their life had been in the past years, when Gilbert
popped his head out of the kitchen.
"Hey, awesome dudes, there has been a totally unawesome emergency-business
thing that I have to take care of. Do not worry though, the amazing Gilbert
will be back soon. Make yourself at home~" Gilbert flew out of the door with a
loud cackle and was instantly gone, leaving the remaining members of the trio
alone. The two smiled, remembering the days they had spent living together in
the past.
A sudden thud caused four eyes to fly up. A tall, blonde teen staring at them
with a flustered look on his face. His hair was dripping wet and a single towel
was wrapped loosely around his slim hips. Wiry muscles and pale skin gave the
boy a more graceful complexion, although his face was slightly red from what
was assumed to be the shower he had just taken. His lips parted slightly in
surprise. His azure eyes then widened as he realized the position he was in. A
red blush swarmed his face as he then proceeded to bolt from the living room
into a deeper section of the mansion.
Antonio and Francis looked at each other, a mischievous glint appearing in both
of their eyes.
"I think we have someone to apologize to, don't you think, mon cher (my dear)?"
Antonio smirked and nodded, a new look washing over his face. With that, the
two males dashed off into the depths of the what seemed to be endless house.
They split into separate directions, Francis scouting the left portion of the
house while Antonio covered the right.
"Boy? Where did you go? We are sorry for scaring you! There is no need to be
embarrassed! If anything, you should be proud - you are quite...ah...what do
you call it? Agréable à regarder (nice to look at) ? Yes! And oh, your eyes -
so beautiful," Francis continued to praise the teen's appearance as he searched
Gilbert's house. He finally came across a room with the door slightly opened.
Francis chuckled softly to himself and pulled out his cell phone, tapping in a
few words to Antonio.
Francis poked his head into the door, quieting his breathing. He saw the light
haired teen pacing around the room, still red faced. He seemed to be mumbling
to himself in German. Amused, Francis decided to slip into the room before the
teen turned around. He seated himself on the bed.
The teen still had the towel wrapped around his waist, although it seemed to be
hanging even lower. Suddenly, the bed that Francis sat on creaked. Alarmed, the
teen snapped around, eyes wide. Francis hopped lightly onto his feet and in an
instant, was in front of the German.
"Oh hush now, boy. There's nothing to be afraid of," he said breathily, eyeing
the younger of the two. Sharp hip bones jutted out, teasing him as the towel
was once again noticeably lower. Francis gulped and right at that moment,
Antonio appeared behind the tall teenager.
"Calm down, amigo, we just wanted to apologize," the soothing voice of the
Spaniard seemed to have calmed the tense German who stood between the two, his
shoulders relaxing. Francis flashed a grateful smile at Antonio, who nodded
happily in response.
"So, mon beau (my beautiful), what is your name?" Francis asked. The German's
eyes shifted nervously, before he swallowed quickly.
"My...my name is Ludwig!" he exclaimed. Once again, a heavy blush masked him.
His hands flew up to cover his face, completely embarrassed. Francis and
Antonio had to suppress a laugh; how was this serious-looking teen so cute?!
"No need to be embarrassed, mi amigo," Antonio nuzzled into the nape of
Ludwig's neck, causing him to shiver. Francis pressed his clothed chest to
Ludwig's bare one, revelling in the taught, hard muscles of the German.
"Excuse me, um, who are you guys in the first place? And I really don't think
we should be doing this…" Ludwig questioned breathlessly, stifling a moan when
Antonio lightly bit him on his neck. Francis chuckled giving Ludwig a quick
peck on his lips.
"I am Francis," the frenchman said just loud enough so Ludwig could hear. A
soft bite brought his attention to the Spaniard behind him.
"And I am Antonio." Ludwig nodded. "Just relax, Ludwig. We will make it up to
you." Francis gracefully got down on his knees and eyed Ludwig hungrily.
"You will enjoy this, Ludwig." With that, Francis grasped the white towel with
his fingers and coiled it off of the German's waist. Ludwig gulped as Francis
smiled. "You are undoubtedly 'gifted', Ludwig,". Francis confidently grasped
Ludwig's gradually hardening cock in his hands, relishing in the feeling of it.
He pumped the cock experimentally, and without a warning, engulfed the cock
into his mouth. Ludwig moaned loudly in surprise, but quickly quieted his
voice.
"Ludwig, there is no need to hold back. We want to hear your voice," Antonio's
voice was lower than before, and the teen could hear the lust that the Spaniard
had for him.
Ludwig gingerly turned his head to the left and wrapped an arm around Antonio's
head, pulling him in for a messy, passionate kiss.
Antonio wrapped his long, tan arms around Ludwig's bare chest, playfully
flicking his nipples. Francis, who was casually sucking on the German teen's
cock the whole time, increased the suction, his tongue flitting against the
slit of his cock. Ludwig gasped as the sensation grew more and more intense.
With his sensitivity heightened, Antonio took advantage of it and broke the
kiss causing Ludwig to whimper softly with need. The Spaniard peppered small
kisses down the German's neck, and without warning, bit into the succulent
flesh.
The teen groaned loudly, a guttural sound echoing in the room. Antonio grinned
as his teeth punctured a layer of skin, nearly causing the wound to bleed. The
Spaniard licked the gash lovingly, drawing out a soft mewl from the tall
German.
Francis continued to suck on the lengthy cock, fully enjoying himself. He could
sense the teen nearing his release. The frenchman picked up speed and massaged
the balls of the German. Ludwig moaned loudly as he was pleasured by both
Antonio and Francis. With a loud grunt, he released into Francis's mouth.
Francis happily drained the cock, a small dribble of cum rolling down his chin.
He grinned as he swallowed, savoring the taste of the thick fluid. Antonio
turned Ludwig's head and kissed him confidently.
"Guys. What are you doing?" A confused voice interrupted the three men. Six
eyes snapped to the door, widening in unison.
There stood Gilbert, who carried a suit case in his hands. At that moment, a
look of understanding washed over his face, his red eyes now carrying a sort of
glint to them. Gilbert's gaze flickered between Francis, who was still on his
knees, and Antonio, who hovered over an obvious bite mark that marred Ludwig's
pale skin. The sweaty, panting teen who's erection stood tall and bold, his
breath wavering with need. Not much of a "little" brother anymore, huh.
He licked his lips and a shark-like grin grew on Gilbert's features as he
dropped the case. He unzipped his hoodie and tossed it to the side as he
approached his sibling. Ludwig gulped, eyeing Gilbert's predatory look wearily.
However, all three of them were taken by surprise when Gilbert pulled down the
head of his brother, yanking him into a heated kiss. Ludwig moaned helplessly
as Gilbert kissed him. The feeling was unlike any other kiss Ludwig had
experienced previously. The older of the two expertly maneuvered his tongue,
taking advantage of his brother's slightly parted mouth.
Meanwhile, Antonio and Francis watched in awe. The two brothers kissed
lustfully, Gilbert shedding his t-shirt and pants in an instant. Francis also
started to strip and soon after, returned to his former position. He kneeled on
the ground and wrapped his hands around the half-hard cock, reawakening it.
Antonio shed his pants and boxers and unbuttoned his shirt, taking his place
behind the blonde German. He held apologized quietly to Gilbert as he broke the
kiss.
"Suck on these, mi amor (my love)," Antonio muttered into Ludwig's ear, causing
the latter to shiver. He obediently sucked on the long, slender fingers the
Spaniard provided. Gilbert bent his head down to stimulate the two, perky
nipples of his younger brother. He greedily sucked on them and lightly bit on
them. Francis pumped the once-again hard cock of Ludwig, rejoicing in the
feeling of the soft, supple skin.
After what Antonio considered to be proper lubrication, he removed his fingers
from Ludwig's mouth, making the younger of the two whimper from the loss.
Antonio stole Ludwig's swollen lips with his own and quickly kissed him
lovingly. He broke the kiss gently and nuzzled the back of the teen's neck as
his fingers crawled downward to a specific destination. Gilbert, noticing what
Antonio was doing, nodded and returned to Ludwig's lips, distracting him.
Antonio knelt down and swiftly spread apart the milky white globes. Ludwig
tensed, startled by the action, but Gilbert made it a point to distract him
with his lips. Thankful for the diversion, Antonio then circled the puckered
hole with his slicked finger and in one smooth motion, slipped one finger into
the warm orifice. Ludwig tensed up and released a small whimper which was
quickly swallowed up by his older brother. Francis bobbed his head up and down
Ludwig's dick to distract him from the odd discomfort. He pulled away from
Ludwig's cock for a second.
"Mon amor (my love), you must relax or else it will never get better. Trust me,
it'll feel very good, very soon. Just relax," Francis returned to the angry,
red cock and swallowed around it. Ludwig nodded and evened out his breathing.
He focused on the warm, wet feeling that Francis provided, and the sharp jolts
of pleasure from his brother. Eventually, he relaxed around Antonio's finger
who hummed with delight. He gingerly added a second finger and explored Ludwig,
trying to find that particular spot that would change Ludwig's opinion. He
lightly thrusted his fingers, gently scissoring them. After a minute or so,
Antonio started to lose hope. Maybe his isn't sensitive enough… He sighed and
looked away as began to retract his fingers from the wet hole. A sudden, sharp
gasp broke his concentration. His eyes snapped open to Ludwig, whose eyes were
clenched tight and his mouth was open, gaping in complete pleasure. I found it…
From there, it was all smooth sailing. Gilbert let out a lighthearted cackle
and Francis grinned victoriously, happy that Ludwig was finally feeling true
pleasure. After adding the last finger, Antonio deemed Ludwig ready. Francis
and Gilbert pulled back and watched as they let the scene unfold.
"Mi amor, I am going in," Antonio breathed. Ludwig nodded and silently stuck
out his ass. Antonio smiled and entered, causing Ludwig to gasp. The feeling of
fullness caused him to let out a breathy moan. Antonio muttered sweet nothings
as he attempted to remain still for Ludwig.
Ludwig kept his eyes shut tightly, focusing on the foreign feeling. But a
sudden squelching noise startled him and he opened his eyes, looking up. Sweet
mother of god.
Gilbert, his older brother, stood in front of him. He was balanced on one leg
while the other was held up by none other than Francis. Francis had a primal
look on his face, pounding into Gilbert.
"Ngh...Francis! Harder, please...ugh…" Gilbert begged as Francis relentlessly
pleasured him. Ludwig felt his erection grow harder. Antonio began to thrust
into him causing him to groan.
The next few minutes were beautifully chaotic. The two pairs found there way to
one another. Germany got onto his hands and knees, allowing him to suck off his
older brother. After several fiery minutes, the four of them felt the familiar
burning begin to grow in their abdomen. Thrusts became erratic and moans became
loud and animalistic.
Ludwig came first, his moan reverberating off of the walls. The tightening
around his cock brought Antonio over the edge as well. He leaned down and bit
into the crevice between Ludwig's neck and shoulder. He rode out his orgasm
fiercely, thrusts pistoning in and out of Ludwig's hole. The look on Ludwig's
face as the cum shot into him was a mix between absolute, blinding pleasure and
oversensitivity. Gilbert gave a large smile at the look and came, his seed
shooting into his younger brother's mouth. Ludwig spluttered at first before
obediently swallowing the white fluid. Last but most certainly not least, was
Francis. Ludwig weakly looked up and gulped at the sight. Francis, who had been
quite quiet for the most part had a crazed and extremely feral look on his
face. His brows furrowed and he thrusted in once, twice, three time and finally
came undone. A sort of growl ripped through him as the burning fluid that shot
into Gilbert forced a satisfying moan out of the albino. Nothing could be heard
from the quartet besides the sound of their labored breathing. Francis and
Antonio pulled out of their respective lovers and quickly cleaned them up. The
four proceeded to curl up next to one another, all surrounding Ludwig. The
German teen received a kiss on the forehead from Antonio, a kiss on the nose
from Francis, and a chaste kiss on the lips from none other than Gilbert.
"Did we make it up to you?"
A/N: I think they did, if you ask me. See you next time - [KnightMassacre]
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