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Viggo had gone swimming with Hiccup before. He’d done it naked too, and, Hiccup had learned that humans, at least the men, had something between their legs. It was like… dangly bits. He’d never seen them before, and, well, merpeople didn’t have them. What were they for? What did they do?
Now, Viggo sat with his feet in the water, pant legs rolled up to avoid getting them wet. Hiccup floated near him, one hand on his thigh, the other rubbing the back of his neck.
Viggo looked amused. “Dangly bits?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Hiccup said, feeling no embarrassment whatsoever. He wondered if Viggo would feel any embarrassment. Merpeople didn’t cover any part of their body, but humans did, as if they felt shame. Or, maybe they just grew cold. “Those things between your legs,” he said. He wanted to touch, but didn’t know if he was allowed to. “What are those?”
Viggo tilted his head back and laughed. “Oh, well, it’s actually quite complicated.”
“It is?” Hiccup placed his hand on Viggo’s other thigh. The man had his legs spread, and Hiccup was staring at the spot where said dangly bits were.
“Well, I don’t know how merpeople reproduce,” Viggo started. “But humans do it with those.”
“You… those can make babies? How?” Hiccup was entirely confused. What did that have to do with pregnancy? Could the men become pregnant? They didn’t just cast a spell?
“Well, us men have this fluid inside of us,” Viggo said. “If we release it into a woman, she can become pregnant.”
Hiccup looked at him in shock. “You spit in her?”
Viggo laughed again. “No, no. It’s not saliva. It’s… it’s hard to explain.”
“Show me?” Hiccup asked. Maybe that could work.
Viggo shrugged. “As you wish.” He reached his hand into his pants, then pulled out the parts that Hiccup was curious about. They looked a little different than when he’d last seen them though. It was like the shaft was growing hard.
“May I touch?” Hiccup asked.
“Yes,” Viggo said with a nod. “It feels good.”
Hiccup wrapped his hand around the shaft. “So, what is this?” he asked.
“My cock,” Viggo answered. “And beneath that are my testicles. The testicles are what hold the fluid.”
“How do you release it?” Hiccup asked. “Like, can you control it?”
“No, no.” Viggo answered. He took the hand Hiccup had on his cock, made him begin to move it up and down. “Once the cock is stimulated enough, I’ll reach orgasm, and then the fluid will be released.”
“Orgasm?” Hiccup was learning so many new words. He supposed this part of the body was more complicated than he’d expected it to be.
“Um, it’s basically the peak of pleasure,” Viggo answered. “Sexual pleasure.”
“Oh.” Hiccup had heard a little bit about sexual pleasure. “So this feels good?” he questioned, rubbing at Viggo’s cock.
Viggo sighed, laughed. “Yes, yes it does.”
“How good?” Hiccup asked, still curious as ever. He’d never get to experience it, so he wanted to know.
“Some of the best feelings I’ve ever had,” Viggo answered. Now, his cock was completely hard in Hiccup’s hand, and he realized how big it was. Did all human men have cocks this big? Or did they come in different sizes? Where was this supposed to go in a woman? How did it fit?
“It’s strange,” Hiccup told him honestly. “But… I think I like it, given that it’s a part of you .” He kept stroking slowly, and Viggo let out a little moan. That was a good sound. “Do all men have cocks?”
Viggo shook his head. “No. But- agh - some women have them too.”
Hiccup supposed he could understand that. There were some merpeople that were born one way and decided to live another. Why couldn’t humans take part in that as well?
“Do you… have a big one, compared to others?” Hiccup asked.
Viggo put a hand in Hiccup’s hair. “So I’m told.”
“It suits you,” Hiccup decided. “Big like the rest of you.”
“You really do like it, huh?” Viggo’s face had gone a light shade of pink, and Hiccup didn’t know if that was from embarrassment or pleasure. Viggo was breathing rather hard.
“Yeah.”
“Twist your hand around the head,” Viggo instructed. Hiccup did so, pulled his hand away in shock.
“It’s wet!” Hiccup peered at the slit on the top of his cock, saw some clear fluid coming out of it. Was that what Viggo had been talking about? Had he orgasmed already?
“That’s precum,” Viggo explained. “It happens before orgasm.”
“Oh. Do you want me to continue?”
“If you don’t mind.”
So, Hiccup put his hand back on Viggo’s cock, stroking it, twisting his hand around the wet head. Viggo released another moan, jutted his hips upward.
“You can put it in your mouth too,” Viggo said.
“Like kissing?” Kissing, Hiccup understood.
“A little bit.”
Hiccup leaned his head forward, licked all along the shaft to the tip, curious as to how he’d taste. The precum was salty on his tongue.
“There you go,” Viggo praised, voice husky in a way Hiccup had never heard before. He stroked his hand through his hair.
Hiccup kissed at the tip, swirled his tongue around it, then put it in his mouth. He sucked on it a little.
“That’s it. Keep stroking me while you suck.”
Hiccup did as he was told, eager to bring Viggo to orgasm and see what that was like. Viggo directed for him to pump and suck harder, so he did.
“Mm…” Viggo dug his nails into Hiccup’s scalp, and Hiccup liked the bite of pain. “It’s coming,” he warned.
Viggo throbbed, groaned, then was releasing into Hiccup’s mouth. Hiccup pulled away in shock, trying not to choke as the hot liquid touched the back of his throat. Once he pulled off Viggo’s cock, the rest of his load shot onto his face.
“Huh,” was all Hiccup had to say. He wiped at his face, looked at the cream colored fluid on his fingers. The taste was strong in his mouth. “So, is that how you impregnate a woman? You release into her mouth?”
Viggo laughed, almost uproariously. “No, no. She has parts between her legs that I put my cock inside.”
“That doesn’t hurt?”
“It can sometimes,” Viggo answered. He ruffled Hiccup’s hair, then took some of the fluid from his face onto a finger and held it out to him. Understanding the gesture, Hiccup sucked on Viggo’s finger.
“Did you enjoy that?” Hiccup asked. It seemed like he had. And now, when he looked at his bits, they were soft and flaccid, skin now covering the head. He wanted to touch them again out of curiosity, but was afraid that would hurt Viggo.
“Yes, dear,” Viggo answered with a smile. “Now, you should probably clean your face.”
Hiccup splashed water at Viggo, getting his clothes wet. “It’s your fault I’m dirty!” he joked. But he cupped some water and splashed it on his face. Viggo was laughing. It was a good sound.
“Is your curiosity satisfied?” Viggo asked.
Hiccup nodded with a smile. He now knew more about Viggo’s body and human culture, and he’d made Viggo feel good. He was satisfied indeed.