Liet's Hoe

Lithuania was on the ground, shirtless, the sun beating down mercilessly on his bare back. Most men would never do what he was doing right now, let alone do it out in the open. If someone caught them in the act, it would ruin their reputation for sure. But Toris didn't care. He loved doing it, and didn't care who saw. He had no shame.

That is why Lithuania was outside, behind Alfred's house, with a hoe.

This wasn't any ordinary hoe though, this was his favorite. Sure it had been used countless times before, but it was sturdy, and it certainly got the job done. And it wasn't cheap either, this hoe was much more expensive then any of the others. But in the end, it was worth every penny.

Toris got to work. He thrust hard, without warning, plowing the hoe into the ground. The hoe was used to this treatment, it was how the brunette always started. His grunts were low at first, but in due time, he found himself panting as it got more and more heated. Lithuania was getting all sweaty, his bangs sticking to his forehead and his face flushed. He got a little more vocal with each thrust into that wet hole.

He knew that he wouldn't last much longer. The brunette felt so dirty all over. His heart was pounding out of his chest. He was plowing the hoe so hard, so fast, so hot. He could tell he would be done soon. Letting out a tired sigh, Toris tightened his grip on the hoe as he did one final thrust. He planted his seed deep inside, meeting his climax.

Lithuania gave a satisfied smirk, looking at all the work he's done, before shouting, "America, I'm done with the gardening!"