*None of these characters are mine, they belong to Disney. I am just re-purposing them for, well, I think you know*
This is my first story, so if you have any critiques, further ideas or just liked the idea please comment below. Thanks!
Flynn looked out the door of the palace, but he could see nothing.
"Thank god," he thought to himself as he closed to huge door. "It seemed like they would never leave! Now I finally have the castle to myself. All the butlers and waiters and cooks are gone, and I can focus on the three people in my life that really matter: me, myself, and I."
Flynn gazed at the enormous castle he was currently residing in, and thought of all the things that he could do now that he was alone.
"I can go bowling in the hallways! I can eat whatever and wherever I want! I don't have to listen to anyone demanding anything of me! Fuck, I could walk around this place naked!"
The second after that last thought entered his mind, a smile started to slowly form on his face.
"I can walk around nude. I really can," thought Flynn to himself. And so, without missing a beat, Flynn started to shed layers, until all that were left were his boxers and boots. "
"This is fucking amazing," he thought to himself. "I can literally do whatever the fuck I want and I can do it without even wearing any fucking clothes!" He reached down to strip off his boxers, but a loud knock on the door interrupted him.
"Hello?" said a voice from the other side of the door. "Is anybody there?"
"Oh shit," thought Flynn, "why does something like this have to happen to me now!"
"Just a second," yelled Flynn as he grabbed his pants off the floor and shoved one leg through." "Be right there!"
"Okay," said the voice from the other side of the door. "I'll just let myself in and wait."
"No, don't do that!" yelled Flynn as he tried to shove his other leg through his pants. But luck was not on his side, and in his hurry to clothe himself he had completely missed his pants entirely.
The door opened, and the man who had opened it was met with a strange sight. A bunch of clothes were scattered across the floor, and next to them was a man standing bare-chested with one of his legs through his pants, and a terrified look on his face.
"I.I.I.I'm so sorry," Said Flynn to the stranger, as he finally managed to put his pants on. "I was just,...well,..sorry."
But the stranger just smiled, and Flynn felt a little jolt in his stomach, although he did not know why,
The stranger looked at Flynn again. He realized that Flynn had put on his pants, but was not making an effort to put on a shirt as well. The stranger looked at Flynn's torso, and saw a gleaming six pack staring right at him. But then he looked a bit lower, and saw the most beautiful treasure trail that he had ever seen. And then he looked even lower, and realized that he could probably get more than he came for.
"Oh I'm sorry," said the stranger, "I'm Kristoff. I was supposed to come and deliver some ice today. "But it seems that you had forgotten." Kristoff smiled again.
Flynn's stomach fluttered again. "Why do I keep doing that?" he thought to himself. "Oh yeah, I did forget, thanks," he said to Kristoff.
"You also might want to close the door," said Kristoff with a smirk. "You probably don't want any of your neighbors to see you without a shirt.
"Oh, right," said Flynn. Flynn ran to the door, grabbed the handle, and, hurriedly closed it shut. He turned around, and only then did he realize that the ice man, Kristoff, was still in his castle, his thick muscled arms crossed across his tight waist, with that ever-irritating (but also invigorating) smirk on his face.
"Well, thanks for all your help, but if you could be going now, that would be great," said Flynn to Kristoff.
Kristoff just smiled at Flynn, and instead of leaving walked straight towards him until he was mere inches away from his face.
"Well, I was planning on leaving as soon as I dropped off my supplies," Kristoff whispered to Flynn. "But are you sure that you don't want something else instead?"
At that Kristoff reached one hand forwards like he was going to push Flynn away, but instead he extended his index finger, and slowly trailed it down the valley that was between Flynn's two pecs.
Flynn shuddered with ecstasy the second Kristoff's finger started moving down his chest. He had never really thought of a guy as hot or something that he would want to have sex with before, but with this hot, muscular surfer-like dude stroking his chest, he realized what he had been missing his entire life, and what he now desperately wanted.
Flynn looked up at Kristoff, who had now progressed to moving multiple fingers all along his upper body, and saw that the ever-lasting smirk was still on his face, but now you could also see a bit of pure joy etched on his face as well. Their eyes met, and-lasting smirk was still on his face, but now you could also see a bit of pure joy etched on his face as well. Their eyes met, and Flynn saw that Kristoff's eyes were, well, neutral looking. But he looked deeper, and saw just a tiny bit of love, hope, and desperation.
Flynn leaned the rest of the way to Kristoff, so that their bodies were touching, and tilted his head towards Kristoff's ear. He opened his mouth, and said "You're right. I don't want you to leave. I just want you."
They broke apart, and Kristoff looked at Flynn in confusion. But then he understood what Flynn said, and that smile flew right back onto his face.
"Well then," said Kristoff, his eyes now clearly full of joy and love, "let's get to it." And he grabbed Flynn, pulled him until their bodies were touching, and shoved his mouth onto his.
The first thought that struck Flynn's head was how utterly amazing it felt. He mouth was moving as if it had a mind of its own, and their tongues were intertwining as if they had been doing this for months. But the second thought that stuck him was worry. He realized now that he liked Kristoff, wanted him, needed him, but he had never felt this way about another man before, and was confused. And so, regrettably, he pulled away from their embrace.
'What's the matter," asked Kristoff, "did I do something wrong? I'm sorry, I can leave if you want. I just..."
"No, you did nothings, it's me," replied Flynn. "It's just, I've never felt this way about another guy before, and you are just so...perfect. I don't want to mess up."
"It's okay, don't be worried," said Kristoff. "I've had some experience before with this, so I can help you. But I must say that so far you are doing quite well." He smiled again.
"I think...," stammered Flynn, "I think I love you."
"I think I love you too," replied Kristoff. "Now, where were we?" And he leaned forwards to continue their embrace.
"Actually," interjected Flynn, "I had something better in mind." And he grabbed Kristoff's hand in his and started to run.
They soon reached a pair of double doors, and Flynn quickly through these open. Inside was a Huge king-sized bed, and Flynn quickly climbed on top of it. "Well, what are you waiting for?" asked Flynn as he took his hands and dragged them seductively down his chest. "Let's keep going."
Kristoff needed no further prompting. He leaped onto the bed, fell on top of Flynn, and re-locked his lips with him.
The kiss was like nothing Flynn had ever experienced before. It just felt. He felt himself get instantly hard, and when he reached down and lightly brushed Kristoff's crotch he felt his erection as well. God, he was so hot.
Kristoff realized what Flynn was doing, and smiled.
"You want some of this huh?" he whispered to Flynn as he gestured to his crotch. "You think you can handle it?"
Flynn looked up at Kristoff, and melted. He sank to his knees, and begged him "Please, give it to me. Give me it all."
At that, Kristoff hooked his two thumbs, in his pants, and pulled. His cock sprung out, and Flynn immediately attached his mouth to it, sucking and stroking and pleasuring.
Kristoff fell back onto the bed in pleasure. "Fuck that feels amazing. You are amazing at this." He smiled Flynn, and he smiled back.
"Oh god, I can't hold it any longer!" yelled Kristoff after Flynn had progressed to licking and stroking his entire body.
"Wait, I want you inside of me," said Flynn as he pulled off his pants and boxers, went onto his back, and lifted his ass into the air towards Kristoff.
Kristoff immediately shoved his dick into Flynn's ass, and started pumping, moaning all the while.
Flynn screamed. "Fuck! Fuck! Oh my fucking god, that feels amazing. Don't stop. Harder. Harder!"
"I'm gonna come!' they both yelled almost in unison a few seconds later. And they did, Flynn all over his chest and Kristoff inside of Flynn.
Kristoff leaned in for a kiss. "That was amazing," he said. "You are a natural."
"Thanks," replied Flynn. "But I still have a lot to learn. Think you could show me?"
Kristoff smiled. "You bet."
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