Midsummer run

“Rise and shine, my sexy boy!” Ulf shouts annoyingly cheerfully when he wakes Ivar at the crack of dawn.

“Nótt-damn, what time is it?” Ivar asks, still sleepy.

“Eh, you shall not take the name of the Lord of the Night in vain!”, Ulf reprimands Ivar, “It is a quarter past five.”

“It’s still night,” Ivar complains.

"Don’t whine. Get up! It will be a beautiful day. Today we will explore the route of the Midsimmer run together with Lars.”

- “Does it have to be so terribly early?”

“I thought you wanted to successfully complete the Midsimmer run? I thought you aspired to become Dominant? Then you'll have to become a lot more disciplined, little boy."

- “OK, OK, I'm coming, Ulf, but I don't think Lars is up yet either.”

“Lars is currently being woken up by Bastiaan.”

A little later, Ulf, Ivar and Lars are outside. Ulf takes a deep breath in a demonstrative manner. “Taste the healthy salty sea air, guys!” he steps onto the path with a sure step.

“It's actually not that long of a walk from this safehouse to the second safehouse,” says Ulf, “The island is not that big. The distance, if you go directly, is just over three and a half kilometers. You can walk there in forty minutes.”

“But we have two hours?” Ivar asks.

“That is indeed extensive, but of course there are also obstacles in the form of Dominant boys who can hold you up for ten minutes. So you need more time because you either want to avoid them or you are held up by them.”

- “Will it take that much extra time to avoid?”

“Meh, maybe. But you could also consider letting a nice Dominant boy hold you up, there is plenty of time. You can always complete the run successfully afterwards.”

- "Why would I?"

“I understood from Bastiaan that you like to be spanked and to give boys blowjobs. And that is exactly what happens when you are 'held up' by a Dominant boy. So while you're busy with the run, why not do something you love doing anyway?”

“But aren't the Dominant boys all dressed up and wearing masks, so you don't know who they are?” Lars asks.

“That's true,” answers Ulf.

“I prefer to know who is spanking me,” says Ivar.

“Whatever you want, Ivar,” Ulf says with a sigh.

The group continues down the path. “If you want to avoid the Dominant boys, you better not stay on this path.” Ulf points to grassland with tall grass. “More difficult to pass, but it gives you cover.”

Ivar and Lars continue to stroll across the island, together with Ulf. The path meanders through picturesque dune valleys and past green groves. Ulf walks to an abandoned shed. The door just opens and they go inside. “If you want to complete the run together, you will need to have points to meet up again if you lose each other. There are more sheds like this. Let me show you some of these sheds.”

The boys go outside again and Ulf points to a slender, red/white striped tower that proudly rises above the dunes from the mainland. "Look guys, in the distance you see a lighthouse," says Ulf. "That tower has already guided many ships safely through the dangerous waters. During the run, the lighthouse can also be an orientation point for you.”

Walking through the grass, the boys keep coming across ditches. “You will have to jump over a ditch every now and then.” Ulf jumps over the ditch, but Lars still has doubts. With the help of Ivar, he also manages to jump over the ditch.

“Remember that you also have to do this during the Midsimmer run,” Ulf told Lars, “and then you might have to do it yourself.”

After a brisk walk, Ulf discovers an idyllic spot in the dunes, where the sand gently rocks under their feet. Ulf points to a dune pan covered with marram grass that overlooks the glittering sea. The boys, happy to have found this quiet paradise, drop down and settle down on the warm sand. They enjoy the view and the salty sea air that stimulates their senses.

Ulf brought food and drinks in a backpack. He spreads out a cloth. He places treats on the rug: freshly baked rolls, crispy vegetable snacks and an assortment of delicious cheeses. A bottle of sparkling lemonade sits cold next to a selection of juicy fruits. “Help yourselves, boys!”

“Say, Lars,” asks Ulf, after eating a sandwich, “what do you hope to get out of the Midsimmer run?”

“I hope that Ivar and I can complete the run so that Ivar can become Dominant and I can choose to become his submissive boy.”

"Why?" Ulf continues, “The Midsimmer run offers all kinds of possibilities. Maybe there is a Dominant boy for you. One that suits you just as well, or even better, than Ivar.”

Lars looks a bit unsure, but then answers “Ivar is familiar. Ivar and I have been friends since primary school. Ivar has always protected me from bullies. We have also had sex with each other since puberty. Ivar is dominant, I love sucking his dick and he spanks my ass, but never too hard.  Ivar is very tender, I feel safe with him.”

“And what do you think of Bastiaan? Do you feel safe with him?” Ulf asks with a twinkle in his eye.

Lars gets a blush on his cheeks “Bastiaan is…” Lars seems to hesitate for a moment and looks shyly at Ivar: “Sorry Ivar, Bastiaan is great. When I am with Bastiaan I feel so much better than usual. I can't express it well, but I not only feel safe with Bastiaan, I feel safe. He's so sexy and Dominant in just the right way. But yes, he is much older than we are, 27, so I will never find such a Dominant.”

Ivar gives Lars a hug “It doesn't matter that you are so enamoured with Bastiaan. I understand you completely. I received a spanking from Bastiaan and all I can say is, WOW, that guy takes it to another level!”

Ulf looks at the boys with a smile “Do you see Lars now? Ivar also has his submissive needs. Even though he doesn't always want to admit it: Ivar needs a Dominant boy.”

“You are forcing me into a submissive role!”, Ivar shouts indignantly, “But that is not all I want. Yes, I like being submissive. But I also love Lars and I want to dominate him. Lars wants that too, by the way. 

Lars nods in agreement, “Yes, I said that before. I want Ivar as my Dominant.”

Ulf looks at the two boys with concern. “The only thing I ask you is to open yourself up to the possibilities that the Midsimmer run offers you.” He takes an apple and sinks his teeth into it. When the apple has been chewed away, Ulf continues: “In both of your cases, your father abandoned you. With you Lars, your father has always ignored and scorned you. That's emotional abuse. You were craving some fatherly love. That is something Ivar gave you, as good as he could give it to you as a boy of your own age.”

Ulf looks at Ivar with a friendly look. “You can be proud of that, Ivar. You have always been a rock for Lars. But being the protector and Dominant for Lars was also a shield against your own pain; your authoritarian and unloving father. Nothing you did was ever good enough for your father, Knut. You only got punishment and no love. Hence your aversion to being classified as submissive." 

Ivar unconsciously nods yes and a tear comes to his right eye. 

“But being submissive is indeed a need you have,” says Ulf, “You don't have to do everything yourself, Ivar. You can allow yourself to be taken care of. Being submissive to a Dominant boy also means that you will receive love and protection from your Dominant. Authority is not just your cold and unloving father. What Bastiaan has given you two is loving Authority and Dominance.”

Ulf took another sip of lemonade and asks the boys “Do you know that Bastiaan almost finished his training to become a priest?”

“Yes, he said he is training for Friiö.” Lars answers.

“And he is going to do an internship in the temple of your village,” says Ulf, “Fokko Dijkstra is getting of old age and will retire in the not too distant future. There is a good chance that Bastiaan will become your new Friiö.”

The two boys' eyes lit up. "That would be cool!" says Ivar.

“Bastiaan is a healer,” Ulf continues, “he can energetically soothe and even heal emotional wounds. I have no idea how that works, but you will undoubtedly have noticed something.”

Lars nods yes, “that must be that safe feeling that Bastiaan gives me.”

“Yes, Bastiaan is very special. But we have to move on.” Ulf says firmly, “I still have to show you the area around the second safehouse.”

* * * *

The day of the Midsimmer run has finally arrived. 21 Summer month. The submissive guys are nervous about what is to come, but they’re excited and horny as well. The fact that their cock has been caged for six days must have something to do with it. Despite the special day, this day starts like all other days on the island, with a shared breakfast.

“I'll be happy if that damn cage comes off my cock tonight. My balls are chock full, it's driving me crazy.” Ivar says to his tablemates, Lars and Jorn.

“First you have to complete the Midsimmer run within the set time.” Lars says in a sarcastic tone.

“Or you find a sweet, handsome and stalwart Dominant boy who will remove the chastity cage for you.” Jorn says with a dreamy look in his eyes.

“Oh, we can manage the run,” says Ivar, “plenty of time. There's even time to try out some Dominant Boys. Who knows, we might find Jorn's prince charming.”

“Oh can I come with you?” Jorn asks enthusiastically.

“Sure,” Lars and Ivar say at the same time.

Then Ulf asks for the attention of all the submissive boys. “Tonight the fun really starts guys!” he says, “This will be your opportunity to make your own choice for Domination or submission. But it is also an opportunity to find a nice Dominant boy. There are more submissive boys than Dominant boys, so take advantage of this opportunity.”

It is not yet completely quiet in the dining room. Ulf looks sternly at a group of boys who are still talking. The boys promptly stop talking under the stern gaze of the dominant man.

Ulf continues his story “Earlier I told you how a Dominant boy can hold you up during the run. He can then stamp your butt with his number to claim your ass. If you do not successfully complete the run, or if you choose so, you will be matched with the Dominant who claimed your ass. You then spend an hour with him, getting to know each other better. After that, you can both choose whether to continue with each other or not. If you choose to continue together, you are legally a couple and from that moment on you are under the Authority of the Dominant boy. The special thing is that you have the entire festival to see if you like that arrangement. At the end of the festival, if one or both of you wish, you can dissolve the relationship. You will then be under parental authority again. If you do not do this, you will remain under the Authority of your Dominant partner. He will have the responsibility to care for you. So it will be an important evening for all of you.”

“What if you have multiple claims against you?” asks a boy with red hair.

“Those lucky ones can choose which Dominant they want to be matched with first.”

“Can't we choose a Dominant boy later, during the festival?” asks another boy with mischievous, sparkling blue eyes.

“Yes, that is possible,” Ulf answers, “but that is not immediately official. The special thing about the Midsimmer run is that the couples are immediately legally recognized. Otherwise it could take months before the formalities are completed.”

“What happens if you don't find a Dominant boy and you don't want or can't go back to your parents?” Lars asks.

“That's a good question. There is an option for submissive boys without a Dominant to be placed under the authority of the Temple of Wodan. You can then move into our House of the Sons of Balder in Groningen. The Temple of Wodan recognises that it is not an option for every Son of Balder to live under parental authority. There is still a lot of misunderstanding. Hence this option.”

Ulf looks around “If there are no more questions, then there is time to relax until the Midsimmer run starts. The weather is nice, maybe it would be a good idea to go to the beach.”

* * * *

Ivar steps out of the cool water of the North Sea and walks back to where his stuff is lying and where the others are. He sprints, because the sand is hot under his bare feet. They have the entire beach to themselves. All the boys are naked. It's a bit surreal to see most guys wearing a chastity device. Only the cocks Dominant supervisors live in freedom. Lars and Jorn are with his group. Ulf and Bastiaan are also lazing in the sun. Ivar notices that their beautiful muscular bodies glisten from the suntan lotion in the sun. Not only that, Ivar can't keep his eyes off the semi-erect cocks of both Bastiaan and Ulf.

“What are you staring at boy?” asks Ulf.

“I can't fucking stand this anymore!” Ivar says recalcitrantly, “my cock has been caged for six days. I'm horny as hell and then you're lying here unashamedly showing off your horny fat cock? At least let me give you a blowjob!”

Ulf laughs at Ivar “that's my fiery, horny Ivar. It's a good thing that you're so hungry for cock just before the Midsimmer run. Tonight you'll get every chance to suck off Dominant boy cocks.”

Ivar collapses onto his towel with a grunt of frustration.

“If not, take another dip in the North Sea to cool off further.” Ulf says teasingly.

Ivar doesn't answer and buries his head in a book.

The boys laze around and enjoy some time in the warm sun. Lars snuggles up to Bastiaan “Can I ask you something, Bastiaan?”

Bastiaan sits up with his legs wide and lifts the slender boy between his legs, with his back against him. Bastiaan embraces the slender blond boy with his strong arms. “Sure, kid!” Bastiaan says warmly.

Lars feels safe in the tender embrace of his Dominant guide. But also horny when Bastiaan's semi-erect cock nestles in his ass crack. “If you go over the knee of a Dominant boy for a spanking during the Midsimmer run, does that hurt a lot? Ivar's father spanked me on my butt and that was terrible.”

“Don't worry little one,” says Bastiaan, while he massages Lars' neck reassuringly, “most Dominant boys will give you a playful spanking. That will warm up your butt rather than actually hurt. Many submissive boys get horny that way. And if the Dominant boy is going too fast or too hard, you can always shout ‘Donut’. He will then stop spanking immediately.”

Lars seems somewhat reassured, “A warmed up butt seem sexy to me…” Lars hesitates for a moment, “but what really makes me horny is the idea that I might be giving a blow job to a Dominant boy.” Lars' jaws turn red.

“That's fine, kid, enjoy your anticipation.” says Bastiaan, “That is what the Midsimmer run is also intended for: submissive and Dominant boys enjoying each other.”

“But what if I don't find a Dominant at all?” Lars asks a little worried, “Do I have to go to the Temple in Groningen? I don't want to go back to my father until I'm 23.”

“I am convinced that a nice and sweet boy like you will find a very beautiful, stalwart but also sweet Dominant boy.” Bastiaan runs his fingers through Lars' blond hair, "but if it unexpectedly happens that you do not find a Dominant boy to continue with, know that the Temple of Wodan takes good care of the submissive Sons of Balder without a Dominant."

"How?" Lars asks.

“In Groningen we have a large complex where submissive boys live. They get their own room and can stay there until they are 23. They are expected to study or work so that they can stand on their own two feet at the age of 23. The submissive boys are guided by experienced Dominants, a bit like here. It is Ulf's job: he guides submissive boys in the House of the Sons of Balder.”

“What does that 'guidance' look like?”

“That is different for every submissive boy. Some boys need a good spanking on their bare bottom on a regular basis. Other boys, like you for example, need lots of cuddles and love.”

“What if I also want to get my ass spanked?”

“That's simple Lars, ask your Dominant”

“Do you want to spank me now Bastiaan?”

Bastiaan has to laugh “Fair enough, I told you myself to ask when you want to be spanked. But I have to tell you no because we want to save your horniness and your ass for the Midsimmer run tonight.”

“Oh well, I could always try,” Lars sighs while shrugging his shoulders.

Bastiaan gives the boy a kiss on the neck. 

* * * *

After dinner, the boys gather around Bastiaan, standing in front of a table full of butt plugs. Ulf has gone to the second safehouse to guide the Dominant boys, Bastiaan is taking care of the final preparations for the submissive boys. All boys only wear a jockstrap and a T-shirt. Their asses remain exposed. Lars and Ivar are the only ones wearing a leather jockstrap. That is Ulf's input. “My favourite leather boys must of course participate in the Midsimmer run in style,” he told them.

Bastiaan clears his throat “Anyone who wants to participate in the run can get a butt plug here. You are required to wear it during the run. It is equipped with electronics. If a Dominant boy shoots at the butt plug, it will vibrate and you will receive an electric shock. When that happens, you are stopped and have to surrender to the Dominant boy for ten minutes. You can insert the plug yourself, but your supervisor can also help you.”

Most guys get a butt plug. Some boys refuse to wear it. They will be driven to the second safehouse and will not be given the opportunity to remove their chastity device or submit to a Dominant boy. They can participate in the orgies after the run. As a submissive of course.

Ivar applies the butt plug to himself with a lot of lubricant. Lars looks a bit unhappy as he gawkes at the big thing. Ivar picks up the bottle with lubricant and Lars's butt plug and says “Come  with me to my room!”. Lars feels a wave of excitement in his balls and stomach now that Ivar is so dominant for him.

Arriving in the room, Ivar Lars gives the command “On all fours on the bed. Your ass towards me.” Lars obeys and waits anxiously to see what will happen next. To his surprise, he feels Ivar's tongue going around his asshole. It sends electric shocks of ultimate pleasure throughout his body. Ivar's tongue now even enters his boy pussy.

“Oh Ivar, this is so delicious!” Lars shouts, groaning.

Ivar said nothing and continues working on Lars' asshole. He takes the time to rim Lars extensively. Lars writhes and moans with pleasure. Ivar proceeds to finger Lars’ boy pussy. First one, then two and finally four of Ivar's fingers stick into Lars' hole.

Lars moans loudly and pushes his buttocks towards Ivar in the hope of getting the fingers even deeper into his ass.

“There,” Ivar finally says, “your ass is ready for your butt plug.” And indeed, Ivar inserts the butt plug into Lars without too much effort.

“Thank you Ivar, I couldn't have done it without you”

“You’re welcome, it was hot to pleasure that sexy little ass of yours.”

* * * *

It is late in the evening when the sun finally sets and the Midsimmer run begins. Bastiaan lets the boys outside in doses. Some boys go alone, others with a group. The boys can decide for themselves who they leave with. Bastiaan notes for each boy what time he left. Everyone has two hours to reach the second safehouse.

Lars, Ivar and Jorn leave together. Ivar takes the lead. Most submissive boys take the main road across the island. But Ivar leads the boys along the winding paths through the tall grass, the path that Ulf showed them.

“I would like to meet some Dominant boys!” says Jorn.

“Don't worry, we'll meet them. We will help you pick out a nice Dominant boy.” says Ivar.

The boys walk energetically towards their destination. Off the beaten track, they do not encounter others and can make considerable progress. They regularly have to jump over ditches, but that always goes well. They've been practicing. Then they arrive at a body of water that is much too wide. Ivar realizes that they should have turned away sooner, and stands there thinking for a moment.

“We can swim,” says Jorn.

“That's against the rules.” says Lars. “If we get caught, we'll be disqualified and that damn cage won't come off our dick for the entire festival.”

“Unfortunately we have to go back to the road. There is a bridge. But I think Dominant boys are also waiting for us there.” says Ivar.

The boys walk back to the road, towards the bridge. At the road they see two figures. The boys hide and watch the scene. It turns out to be a Dominant boy who has held down a submissive boy. The Dominant boy is unrecognisable. He is wrapped in white sheets with colourful ribbons attached, from his shoulders to his ankles. He wears some sort of miter on his head and a demon mask over his face. With a cane he mercilessly punishes the bare bottom of the submissive boy.

*TJSSK* *TJSSK*

It sounds through the evening twilight. Every time the cane hits the boy's buttocks, they hear the boy groan.

Jorn watches in horror.

“Wow, that's intense, that must hurt.” Lars whispers.

“If he doesn't want it, he can always shout ‘Donut’. But apparently he enjoys it.” Ivar whispers back.

Before the Dominant boy finishes the chastisement and goes hunting for submissive boys again, the three boys sneak away, closer to the bridge. When they arrive near the bridge, they hide behind a bush to survey the terrain. And yes, on the bridge stands a figure in a wide white cloak decorated with red ribbons. He wears a grotesque headgear and a demon mask over his face.

“Damn!” Ivar whispers, “We have to cross that bridge. We just have to run to pass the demon. We’ll go together and hope for the best.”

Ivar looks for  and finds a stone and throws it to the other side of the water. The figure walks to the other side to see where the noise is coming from. That is the signal for the three boys to run across the bridge. All three reach the other bank safely. As they try to leave the road to seek the shelter of the tall grass, Lars suddenly stands still, petrified. The Dominant boy managed to activate Lars' butt plug with his laser gun. Lars must surrender to the Dominant boy.

“Shit! Damn it!” Ivar shouts too loudly and, out of concern for Lars, makes the mistake of turning around and walking towards Lars again.

*KKRRGGGGHT*

Ivar feels his butt plug go off deep in his ass. Another demonic figure appears from the bushes. Dominant boys can also take a concealed position. Ivar surrenders.

Lars trembles with fear when the intimidating figure walks towards him to 'stop him'. The figure makes all kinds of growling noises. Bastiaan had already told the boys that the Dominants would wear a mask with a voice changer. It is impossible to make anything coherent out of the sounds,  the boy behind the mask makes. The demon abruptly takes Lars away. Lars thinks the boy stinks and would like to crawl into Ivar's arms. But Ivar is not there. The demon carries his victim to a lying tree trunk over which he drapes the boy. The Dominant boy takes a belt from under his cloak and whips the bare ass of the petite boy hard.

“DONUT!!” Lars shouts at full volume.

The Dominant boy stops immediately, but still leaves his stamp on the right buttock of the panting Lars, who waits patiently for his ten minutes of penalty-time to expire.

Ivar is also taken away by his 'demon'. The Dominant boy has actually set up a cozy place in a shed. There is a chair in the middle, on which he sits and places Ivar over his knee. Ivar mentally prepares himself for a hard spanking. But instead the 'demon' gives him a wonderful massage. Although the massage is nice, Ivar still sees this as a missed opportunity. He's horny and if he gets a ten-minute penalty, then things could be a little hotter as far as he's concerned.

“Uh, I really appreciate the massage. But I long for a spanking. And if I can give you a blow job afterwards, I will be very grateful.”

There are some incoherent noises coming through the mask, but it seems to sound like approval.

*PETS* *PETS* *PETS* 

The spanking is slightly softer than Ivar would prefer, but he doesn't complain as his ass glows pleasantly warm. Ivar is moaning softly. “This will be a very pleasant ten minutes.” he thinks. After about five minutes, the 'demon' lifts Ivar from his lap and takes his hard cock out of his pants. It's a nice thick cock and the boy smells good, Ivar thinks, as he sucks the boy with dedication. Much sooner than Ivar would like, the penalty period is over and he gets the stamp of the Dominant boy on his ass.

“Um, thank you very much, that was nice, I needed that.” says Ivar, “but I am with other submissive boys here and I think one of them will suit you well!! I'll send him to your shed OK?”

Sounds arise again from behind the mask, which Ivar interprets as approval.

“Don't leave! I'll be right back!" Ivar says as he leaves the shed.

The three boys find each other again. “That was terrible!” says Lars while rubbing his buttocks, “He belted me hard and he smelled too. Did they get you too, Ivar?”

“Yes,” says Ivar, “but this boy smelled really good and only spanked me when I asked for it. Unfortunately softer than I would like. But he could just be your prince charming, Jorn.”

“I would like to meet a Dominant boy,” says Jorn.

“We still have time. We'll take you to his shed. I'm sure you'll have a good time.” Ivar says as he takes the boys to the Dominant boy's shed. When Ivar opens the shed door and leads Jorn inside, his 'demon' is still there.

"Have fun!" says Ivar.

Lars and Ivar hide behind the shed. While they wait, they hear Jorn moaning loudly from the shed. Meanwhile, Ivar looks worriedly at their escape route, where other 'demons' are already gathering.

After ten minutes, Jorn comes out of the shed with a blissful grin on his face.

“It's great that you enjoyed yourself so much, Jorn, but in the meantime we have a problem. There are all Dominant boys on the route to the grass.” says Ivar.

Their 'demon' comes out of the shed. He grabs Jorn by the neck and leads him past the other Dominant boys, safely to the grass and the bushes. He comes back to take Lars and finally Ivar with him.

“Um, thank you,” Ivar says when all three are safe. “That was really nice of you.”

The boys continue their way and thanks to the instructions Ulf has given them, they soon get close to the second safehouse. Of course there are also a number of 'demons' swarming around there. According to the rules, they must stay 30 meters away from the second safe house.

The boys sprint to the entrance of the second safehouse, where Ulf is already waiting to welcome them. Jorn successfully reaches the safe 30 meters and falls panting into Ulf's arms. Lars and Ivar are not so lucky, both are successfully shot by two 'demons' just before the finish line.

Lars is really bummed. He braces himself for rough treatment again. But this demon doesn't smell, he smells like the hot leather clothes he wears under his disguise. Lars relaxes and gets calm when he is embraced by the demon. The warmth and security he experiences resembles that of Bastiaan, but not quite. Lars decides to surrender to it and basks in the loving warmth of this good-natured demon.

“Shit!” Ivar thinks, “my plan falls apart at the last minute.” He glances at the clock on the second safehouse. “Fortunately, there is just enough time, even with a ten-minute penalty. I made it. I'm still going through this.”

Ivar is placed over his knee by the demon and spanked.

*SMACK* *SMACK* *PETS* *PATS* *KLATCH*

Ivar's buttocks glow under the demon's firm hands. This demon delivers a much more firm spanking than the previous demon did. It feels strangely familiar to Ivar. The spanking is neither too hard nor too soft, it's just the way Ivar likes it. The demon's hands find exactly the places that excite Ivar the most. It feels like it's Haukon.

Then the demon lifts Ivar from his lap. He lifts the disguise a bit to reveal a pair of hot tight leather pants.The demon takes a big fat cock out of his leather pants and brings the head of his prey to it. The familiar horny smell of Haukon's crotch fills the submissive boy's nose.

“Indeed!”, Ivar thinks as he holds the veined pleasure rod right in front of his face, “that's Haukon's cock”. He licks the wonderfully salty-tasting sweat from the full balls and then slowly licks up the shaft, towards the throbbing glans, enjoying all the smells and flavours.

The demon/Haukon is getting a bit impatient. He grabs Ivar by the hair and plunges his rod deep into the boy's throat. Despite the restriction of the penis cage, Ivar's cock leaks a large amount of precum, this dominant dominant treatment makes him horny as hell. The demon/Haukon doesn't have to do much after that, as Ivar sucks the the dick off enthusiastically and with dedication.

Things are over all too quickly for Ivar's liking when the demon/Haukon slaps him on the ass again and puts his mark on the left buttock. After which the demon/Haukon sends the boy to Ulf.

Ivar falls into Ulf’s arms.

“Well done boy, you’ve made it in time. I’m proud of you.” says Ulf as he embraces Ivar.