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You grab Bronn by the hips, pulling him towards you. You ask if he’s ever fucked a girl in the ass.

Bronns eyes are wide, his breath is hot on your face. “You can do that?” He asks. You laugh again, even for a Westerosi this man is incredibly naive.

Your fingers spread around his hips onto his ass. You tell him there’s no greater feeling, whether it’s with a man or woman. You see Bronn’s eyes light up, as though finally allowing himself the thoughts he has kept locked away for so long.

“Does it hurt?” He asks.

You ask if he is afraid. He frowns, offended by the suggestion. “Nothin makes me scared,” he says, pulling you into a kiss.

You can feel the scraggily facial hair against your face and the taste of **** in his mouth. His tongue meets yours in confusion, as though he is not sure what to do.

You push him into the wall, squeezing his surprisingly perky buttocks as he runs his hands down your chest.

“Your Grace…” he says between kisses. “Have me like a woman… I want to know… want to know how it feels…”

His hands meet the cord of your robe, and he quickly tears it open, making his way down to your hard cock. He looks down at your manhood, stroking it with his hands.

“Bigger than mine,” he sighs. “But I’m not afraid.”

You suggest that the cock will go in his ass easier if it is wet first. Bronn gives you a knowing look, he kneels down, face level with your cock.

“I’m not afraid.” He repeats again, and swallows your cock almost whole.

You gasp at the suddenness of the pleasure. Bronn sputters as the end of your cock tickles his throat, and then pulls you out of his mouth. “I can’t breathe.” He complains.

You tell him to take it easy, and keep it out of his throat until he is ready. He looks insulted, but he opens his mouth and takes your cock slowly, sucking the precum with his tongue.

You place your feet on either side of him and enjoy watching him suck your cock. He seems to take great pleasure in the taste, you can feel his wet lips sucking attentively up and down your shaft. His eyes are closed, but they open when you start to push your cock further to the back of his throat. Sweat beads on his forehead as Bronn attempts to juggle with his breath and your cock, but he is a fast learner, and soon he is taking your entire length down his neck with skill. You feel ready to shoot your load down his throat any second, but you realise you have not yet done what you had said you would do.

You pull out of him. Bronn looks up at you with some disappointment.

You tell him to stand up and direct him over in front of the bed. You tell him that for the next part, he needs to be entirely naked.

Bronn face is flushed with excitement. He pulls his brown shirt over his head and wiggles out of his trousers. His smallclothes are surprisingly slutty, a small white garment which pulls up to his ass cheeks almost like a wanton woman’s.

He bends over the bed and slides the underwear down his legs. He looks back at you and licks his lips. His legs are golden in the candlelight, his ass and thighs are round and meaty. His pink virgin hole waits for you.

You grab the oil beside your bed and spread it on your dick. Walking up behind Bronn, you hold his head into the bedsheets as you mount him.

A couple inches in, he starts to whine. “Bloody hell!” He says, his hands squeezing the bedsheets.

You tell him there’s a lot more where that came from, and slowly **** another two inches into his ass. Bronn’s fists beat the bed. “There’s pain!” He says. “I knew there would be pain.”

You shush him, trying to sound comforting, although all you want to do is push the rest of your cock deep into his ass and fuck him silly. Instead you slowly pull out while he catches his breath, and then push back in. You repeat this a few times, and each time Bronn’s whines have a little less pain and a little more pleasure.

“More,” you hear him say into the sheets.

You don’t need any further invitation. Gripping his hips, you steadily push your cock in Bronn’s ass to the hilt. You hear a tinge of regret in Bronn’s scream. His arms shake as he tries to pull his face from the bed.

“Fuck!” He says, tears in his eyes. “My ass is completely fucking full!”

As you start fucking him again, the end of your cock now deep into Bronn’s G-spot, the whines turn into cries of pleasure. “Yes! Your grace! Fuck! Yes! More!”

You swing your leg over him and put your foot on his back, fucking him with every inch of your cock. His tight virgin ass feels incredible like nothing else, and the screams of pleasure urge you on. You smack his ass as you fuck him into the bed. Bronn’s screams turn into a guttural moaning as you fuck him silly.

When you cum inside him, he drops onto the bed, hanging awkwardly off the edge as your cum seeps down his legs.

You give his ass another slap, and tell him that this is how gay sex works.

“Thank you, Your Grace,” he slurs, not moving his head.