Chapter 3
One day King Brian sat in his hall on his high seat, drinking with his retainers, when young Hakon approached and asked permission to speak.
"Good King Brian," Hakon began, "I would like your permission to ask you a favor?"
"You may ask me anything save one," the King replied. "I will not listen to you begging me again for the hand of my daughter Ingrid!"
The king's retainers all knew how much their companion Hakon wanted the King's daughter to wed, and they laughed at this sally of Brian's. But Hakon, already secretly enjoying Princess Ingrid's bed, merely smiled inwardly and continued.
"I will not bore your ears with-that today, Your Majesty," the young warrior assured the King. "It is another matter I would lay before you!"
"Go ahead then!" consented the noble Brian.
"I have received information that my kinsman Gunnar Bjornson is coming out from Iceland. He is a great warrior, and he informs me that he would like to be accepted into your household as one of your retainers, Your Majesty."
King Brian thought this was good news, because Gunnar Bjornson's reputation had already reached the Orkney Islands, and he was thought to be one of the most promising young warriors in Scandinavia. He had already had many adventures that had turned out to his honor, and he was a young lad not yet twenty.
"I will not be sorry to have Gunnar Bjornson among my retainers!" King Brian said. "He will be welcomed here whenever he comes!"
Several days later Gunnar arrived in a long ship with thirty good men. His kinsman Hakon met him at the shore, and they embraced.
"Did you tell King Brian I was coming?" Gunnar immediately asked.
"Indeed I did, and he was delighted!" Hakon answered. "He has assured me that you will spend the winter here in high honor if you choose to become his retainer!"
Then Gunnar and Hakon went to Hakon's house so Gunnar could get ready to meet the King. He dressed himself in a red silk robe that had been a gift from King Harald of Norway, and strapped on a jeweled sword and scabbard he had himself taken off the famous pirate Arnie Ulfson after killing the notorious berserker in a desperate battle.
Gunnar summoned his men and had them all dressed in fine clothes from the treasure chests in his ship. Then he said, "All right, kinsman! I am ready to meet King Brian!"
Hakon took Gunnar to Brian's hall. Gunnar and Hakon walked in at the head of thirty men, warriors all, all dressed in fine clothes, and everyone remarked at what a splendid impression they made. Gunnar was introduced to Brian by Hakon.
"What brings you to my lands, famous Gunnar?" King Brian asked.
"A desire to see your splendour, Your Majesty, since the high quality of the Court of Orkney is well-known throughout all the northern lands! I would consider it an honor if you should accept me into your service, and I have with me thirty men, all hand picked warriors, who I would place at your command!"
Then Gunnar had his men bring up many chests containing gifts for the King and his court. To King Brian he gave a gold-crusted shield that had once belonged to the King of Ireland, and a golden crown taken at great peril during a Viking expedition into the Baltic lands. The king was well pleased with these rich gifts, and many others besides which the generous Gunnar gave to him.
Then Gunnar said, "I have presents for the ladies also, for the fame of your beautiful daughters has also spread far and wide, Your Majesty!"
Astrid and Ingrid had been watching from behind their father's high seat, and now King Brian told his daughters to come forward, and he introduced the two princesses to the gallant Icelander.
Gunnar reached again into his chests.
"For the Princess Ingrid, beloved of my kinsman Hakon, I have twenty yards of the finest Oriental silk. Should it please my lord, King Brian, perhaps she may wear it to wed my noble kinsman!"
Everyone marveled at the richness, and the vast quantity, of the precious silk, and it was remarked that a pound of gold could not buy that much of the precious cloth at the open market. Everyone thought that Hakon's suit for Ingrid's hand would prosper better now that his impressive kinsman Gunnar was at court!
Princess Ingrid thanked Gunnar courteously for his fine gift. Then Gunnar reached again into his chest and took out a necklace of gold chain, encrusted with precious gems. It was worth a king's ransom, and many people gasped when the beautiful treasure caught the light and its many diamonds and emeralds sparkled against the red gold.
"For the lovely Princess Astrid, who is as beautiful as her starry name implies!" the gallant Gunnar said. And as he hung the priceless gift around noble Astrid's neck, a spark passed between their eyes, and when Gunnar's hand accidentally stroked Astrid's breast while he adjusted the necklace, they both trembled as if an electric shock had passed through them.
"Thank you!" the lovely fifteen-year-old princess sighed. "I shall wear it always, in memory of your generosity!"
Then King Brian made Gunnar a member of his household, and gave him a seat of honor very close to his own high seat, and gave him also many rich presents in return.
Although Gunnar was not by nature a boastful man, he had enjoyed many splendid adventures, and since he was a good story teller, he was always being asked to tell the court about his battles. Soon he was very popular in the court, and everyone was waiting for him to start wooing Brian's younger daughter.
But some of King Brian's retainers were jealous. There was a man named Helgi who was a kinsman of the King. He had tried to woo both of Brian's daughters without success, and now he began to say things privately to the king to undermine his trust of Gunnar and Hakon.
"The sagas are full of warnings about these situations," Helgi told the king. "These two young adventurers think they can come into your court and slowly win both your confidence and your daughters! Then when they are safely wed to your children and have won over the hearts of your men with their open-handed generosity, they will do away with you and your rule here in your stead!"
King Brian was not completely persuaded by these arguments, for Gunnar and Hakon were welcome additions to any king's court, but the king did all he could to prevent the further development of any romance between the two brave Icelanders and his beautiful daughters.
Brian was relieved to see that Hakon and Ingrid seemed to have less interest in each other these days. Of course, the king didn't know they were spending every night together, fornicating until dawn!
Young Gunnar was so famous and handsome, many of the ladies of the court immediately tried to seduce him to their beds.
First was a lady named Hilda, the seventeen-year-old daughter of King Brian's steward. Hilda was a beautiful girl with long copper colored hair, high full breasts, and a lovely round ass. One night she went to Gunnar's house on the pretense of bringing him some cakes she had baked.
Gunnar welcomed the young lady courteously, and before long the lovely girl brought the conversation around to sex and wooing.
"So tell me, brave Gunnar-we have all heard about your brave exploits in battle. But are you also a man for the ladies? Does it ever please you to kiss a lady's lips?"
"Indeed, I refuse me no pleasures that do me honor!" Gunnar replied. "Should a well-born young lady choose to honor me with a kiss, I would hardly refuse!"
Whereupon the lovely Hilda threw herself into handsome Gunnar's strong arms, and begged the hero to kiss her mouth. Gunnar complied, and soon they were entwined in a passionate embrace.
As soon as their mouths met the lady Hilda's lips parted and Gunnar could feel the hot caresses of her sweet pink tongue. Gunnar likewise opened his lips, and their tongues met and mingled.
"Oooohh!" the young girl sighed. "Your kiss has like to made me swoon! Please show me where I might lie down!"
Gunnar showed the lady a couch, and she laid full length on it in her thin gown, and she caught Gunnar's hand and pulled him down beside her.
"Now that there is no danger of my falling over, I urge you to waste no time in kissing me again!"
So valiant Gunnar laid down with the fair maiden, and soon they were kissing and hugging, and both were quick to become aroused, being young and comely.
"Ooooohh, brave Gunnar!" the girl moaned. "Your kisses make my heart flutter! Here, give me your hand!" And lovely Hilda took Gunnar's hand and pressed it to her swelling left breast. "Can't you hear my heart beating?"
Whether or not Gunnar could feel the lady's heartbeat is not recorded, but certainly he could feel the lady's breast, and that gave him such pleasure that he soon had his hand inside the bodice of her gown, caressing her naked nipples with his strong hands.
Gunnar's caresses made the lovely girl squirm with delight. Soon her pretty dress had worked up her legs almost to her waist, and she was rubbing her naked legs against Gunnar's, trying to make his cock swell with passion.
"Does my young body excite you, noble Gunnar?" the girl asked.
"Oh, yes!" the hero promptly answered. "In truth, I must admit that for many days now I have been secretly admiring your lovely round ass!"
So aroused had Gunnar become that he could not restrain his hand, and even as he spoke his fingers slipped up the back of the lady's gown and started stroking the beautiful cheeks of the lady's ass.
Hilda squirmed and giggled as Gunnar's strong hands caressed her buttocks while his soft lips started kissing her nipples. The pretty girl opened her thighs, so Gunnar's hand was between her legs, and her sexual flesh was open to him.
Finding her treasures so exposed, Gunnar permitted himself to feel Hilda's tender genitals, thus making the lovely lass groan and writhe with sexual arousal. Gunnar's sure fingers quickly located Hilda's little clitoris.
"Ooohhhhh! Ahhhhhh, what sweet thrills I feel when your finger stimulates my little lust button!" Hilda sighed. "It makes my little cunt all wet with slick juices!"
Gunnar investigated the opening to Hilda's sweet vagina, and found her word to be true. The pink lips of her slit were swelling open with passion, and a generous flow of pleasure fluids was beginning to spill from her crack.
"It's the truth you speak, sweet lady!" Gunnar whispered. "Your little cunny is flowing with sex nectars! If I did not value your honor so highly, I would be tempted to penetrate it with my finger, in hopes of giving you some small joy!"
"Oh, please don't hesitate!" the girl begged. "I can only think that any caress given me by the mighty Gunnar can only enhance my honor!"
So Gunnar gently penetrated the girl's swelling crack with his finger. The lovely girl giggled and writhed with pleasure as the hero's hand tickled her little twat.
Now the lovely Hilda fell to whimpering with passion as the brave warrior stroked her cunt. Squirming voluptuously on the couch, the lady cupped her breast in her own hand so the gallant Gunnar could suck her nipple while finger-fucking her pussy.
"Oooohhhh! Aaaahhhh!" the lady moaned. "Never have I had such pleasure from a simple finger-fuck! Your strong finger makes my cunt shiver with pleasure, brave Gunnar!"
Seeking to arouse Gunnar further, lovely Hilda began running her fingers over the mighty Viking's groin. Her hands soon encountered an object so long and hard she could not believe it was his cock!
"Gunnar, have you come to bed with me with your great iron battle-mace concealed in your trousers?" she asked.
"I am armed only for the battle of the sexes, my lady!" brave Gunnar assured her. "The weapon you feel has a somewhat blunted point, and is best suited for use in holes that are already prepared for its entry!"
"Unsheath the weapon, so I can see how you are armed!" Hilda challenged, fumbling at his trouser buttons..
Gunnar obliged the lady by opening his pants. His huge cock sprang into her hand, and she stroked its immense length, marvelling at the size and strength of it.
"I think not many men could match weapons with this one, bold Gunnar!" Hilda confessed. The lovely girl couldn't keep her hands off of it, and soon she was using both hands to caress and stroke Gunnar's heroic cock.
"I swear, it's nearly as long as my arm from the elbow to the wrist, and at least as big around!" the lady remarked with enthusiasm.
Without any further conversation, beautiful young Hilda rolled over on her round ass and flung her legs open, begging noble Gunnar to fuck her flowing cunt. "Now Gunnar, if you are a true gentleman, you will not deny me the pleasure of a spirited fuck! Your caresses and the sight of your heroic penis in its erect condition have aroused in me such a passion that I shall have to count you my enemy if you should fail to relieve me of it!"
The lady looked so appealing in her passion, her white thighs opened to expose her pink throbbing slit, and her words were so plaintiff that brave Gunnar thought it to be a point of honor to mount her and give her the benefit of his splendid erection.
"Fuck me! Fuck me, brave Gunnar of Iceland!" Hilda gasped. The noble lady sought his quivering cock with her dainty hand, and guided it directly to her inflamed vagina. "Stick it in me!"
But the lady had not counted on the formidable size of Gunnar's weapon, and she gasped with surprise when her pink lips stretched and his swollen cock knob penetrated her tight love hole.
"Oh! Oooohh, my lover, stop for a moment! Lie still and let me get adjusted to your enormous hard-on!"
They laid quietly for a moment until the juices started flowing again in Hilda's tight twat, and then the high-born lady started to feel tremendous sensations of pleasure from Gunnar's huge erection.
"Oh, now it feels good!" she giggled. "Please move it around a little, Gunnar!"
The stout warrior gyrated his muscular hips, and his gigantic erection squirmed inside his lady's vagina, filling them both with thrills of pleasure.
"The sweetness of your cunt delights me, my lady!" Gunnar said. "Your little pussy is as tight as can be, but also wonderfully soft and pleasantly lubricated with your creamy love juices! If it wouldn't trouble you, I think I will push my cock a little deeper into your delicious fuck hole!!' In answer, the noble lady pressed her round ass upwards, accomplishing the very act Gunnar had described, so that his large cock was now deeply lodged in the lady's pleasure tunnel. Beautiful Hilda raised her shapely legs and wrapped them around her lover's quivering ass.
"Oooooohh, sweet lady!" the bold warrior gasped. "I can now feel your tight cunt encasing almost the entire length of my hardened penis! I can't tell you what pleasure my weapon takes from being so delightfully sheathed!"
"Ooohh, bold Gunnar!" the lady responded. "My cunt is filled with thrills of joy as your enlarged cock penetrated down to the very bottom! Never have I been so well filled! Fuck me, brave Viking! Pour your sword strokes into my gaping pleasure wound!"
And so they engaged in spirited fucking. Mighty Gunnar rode the lady like a spirited filly, squirming artfully in her soft saddle. The young girl cringed with passion as her manly lover fucked her valiantly, until the noble lass was almost out of control with lust.
"Pray, slow down, brave Gunnar!" she wailed. "You will ride me to my orgasm before you've had time to enjoy the gallop!"
But noble Gunnar insisted that he cared not a bit for his own pleasure. "It is only your sweet spasm I seek, my lady!" he panted. "In truth, I only mounted you in order to still the passion I had raised in your cunt, and it would be dishonorable of me to let my own pleasure flow into your unprotected loins!"
Lovely Hilda wanted nothing more than to feel Gunnar's lustful flood sluicing into her slit, so she tried her best to make him come, flexing her throbbing cunt and whispering obscene endearments into his ear.
"Oooohh, fuck my tight throbbing cunt, sweet Gunnar!" she moaned. "Work your hard cock out in my loins! Come in me if you want to, I don't mind! Wouldn't it feel good to have a nice orgasm while you're fucking my tight wet pussy?"
But Gunnar's control was such that he rode the lady unswervingly to her climax, without spilling a drop within her twat. Soon the lovely girl was whimpering and sobbing with uncontrollable pleasure, as her orgasm finally caught up with her.
"Ooohh! Oh, you're making me come!" she cried. "You're fucking me so good I can't stop myself from having an orgasm!"
The lovely young lady trembled and jerked as the come spasms thrilled through her beautiful body.
Gunnar waited until her last convulsion died away, then pulled out his swollen cock.
"Touch me!" he cried.
The well-fucked lady was in such awe of his powers that she forgot her disappointment in not making her heroic lover come inside her, and she wrapped her dainty hand around his hard cock and jacked it once with sensuous tenderness. Gunnar's enormous cock immediately spewed forth such a mighty ejaculation that the lady's breasts and belly were soaked. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh!" the mighty warrior gasped, and then he collapsed on the couch.
The lady then rearranged her clothing and went home, but not before gallant Gunnar had given her a bracelet made of solid red gold.
The next lady to present herself to Gunnar's attentions was the lovely Thora, daughter of Thorhall, King Brian's helmsman. Thora had chestnut-colored hair, and her breasts were exceptionally large and well-shaped. Her legs were famously long, and her face was very fair, with large green eyes.
One day Thora met Gunnar outside the king's hall and struck up a conversation with him.
"I should not want to detain you if you are about some important business," the girl, a mere sixteen, said.
The gallant Gunnar immediately responded,-"What could be more important than exchanging words with a pretty young lady?"
Thora smiled and blushed, then said, "Perhaps we could be exchanging more than words, bold Gunnar of Iceland!"
Gunnar inferred from this remark that the young lady was not urging him to restrain himself. "I would not care to besmirch the lady Thora's honor by denying any suitable exchange that she might suggest!"
Thora now suggested that the two of them walk up the fjord a little ways to see if they might find some wild berries to pick. Gunnar readily agreed to this, and soon they found themselves in a secluded little glade some half-mile from King Brian's hall. They had not found any berries.
"There are many things we could now exchange besides words, bold Gunnar!" Thora remarked.
"Shall we then begin with kisses?" Gunnar asked.
The noble young couple immediately fell to kissing. Their lips opened and their tongues caressed each other, until their sexual passions began to be inflamed.
"Now we must exchange caresses!" Thora sighed. "I will open my blouse for you if you will not disdain to caress my breasts!"
Gallant Gunnar dared not to insult the lady by refusing so intimate an offer, so he was soon stroking and petting the fine breasts of which noble Thora was so justly proud.
"Many are the compliments I have heard paid to your lovely tits," Gunnar said, "and now I can understand their justly deserved fame! Seldom have I looked upon or caressed such a fine pair of breasts, and on a young lady of such tender age!"
"Oh, thank you, brave warrior!" Thora sighed.
"The praise of Gunnar of Iceland is worth the compliments of a hundred lesser men! I could now go happily to my grave, knowing that you have gazed upon my breasts and found them to your liking!"
"Oh, sweet lady!" gentle Gunnar chided. "Don't yet die before I have an opportunity to salute your lovely nipples with my lips."
Gunnar bent his golden head to Thora's lovely tits and in a moment was sucking and licking her splendid nipples until they stood erect with passion.
"Oooohh, bold Gunnar!" the lady gasped, "your lustful kisses are better to my breasts than the compliments of a dozen kings! Never before have I felt such thrills of pleasure surging through my taut nipples!"
The young lady squirmed about so lustily that the skirts of her gown were soon entangled up around the tops of her thighs, and Gunnar spied the copper color of the hairs that grew around her pussy.
"In truth, I must admit that your breasts do deeply arouse me!" the warrior admitted. "But that small glimpse of your soft sweet pubic hairs has inflamed me even more, and I must confess I am sore tempted to soil our honor by caressing your secret sexual treasures!"
Upon hearing this, fair Thora opened her thighs even further, treating Gunnar to the sight of her exposed crotch, including the wet pink flesh between the lips of her vagina.
"Please do not restrain yourself on account of my honor!" sighed the beautiful young girl. "The blame lies entirely with me! If I had not been so careless as to expose my sex organs to you, you would not have become so inflamed! Please feel free to make whatever use of me you might desire, for I could only be honored by the caresses of the famous Gunnar of Iceland!"
So Gunnar relented and caressed the lady's sweet pleasure places with his gentle hands, and it was a source of great pleasure to both of them. The lady was already greatly aroused, and Gunnar found her crack already dripping with slippery juices when he touched between her white thighs.
"My young female body oozes cream for you, sweet Gunnar!" the girl murmured. "How I love it when you caress my cunt like that!"
The lady was not lying-her young body was trembling with passion, and waves of sexual thrills surged through her lovely genitals. Gunnar, for his part, was delighted with the way the girl squirmed in his arms when he stroked the folds of her vagina.
"I can tell you find my caresses to your liking, my lady," the warrior whispered, "for your lovely ass squirms on the ground when I tweak your little clit with my fingers!"
"Oooh, yes, yes, it does! I do!" the delighted lass gasped. "Your caresses are more exciting than any I have ever known! My honor will be forever soiled if I fail to return the favor!"
So saying, the beautiful young Thora reached for bold Gunnar's crotch. In a trice her nimble fingers unfastened his pants, and the noble lady gasped as Gunnar's heroic erection was exposed to her.
"Ooooohh, my lord!" she gasped. "Surely you must be a sorcerer or shape changer, for an organ of this size should only be found on a horse!"
Irresistibly attracted to Gunnar's throbbing erection, Thora instantly began to pet it with her dainty soft hands.
"Aaaahh! Look, valiant Gunnar! It grows even larger as I fondle it! The enormous red knob is swelling even larger!" the girl marvelled. "Would you hold it against me if I wanted to greet it with my kiss?"
"By no means would that displease me!" Gunnar assured her. "Please disport yourself with it however you like!"
So lovely Thora bent her copper-colored head over Gunnar's immense erection and began to kiss and lick the round red knob, until the brave Viking was trembling with lust.
"Oh, suck me! Suck my cock with your sweet lips!" the warrior sobbed. "The knob of my cock shivers with delight from your oral caresses!"
Thora opened wide her jaws and sucked the entire quivering tip between her lips. Gunnar gasped with pleasure as the lovely girl massaged his cock knob with her warm wet soft mouth.
"I love the taste of your manly penis!" the girl moaned. "Many days now have I wanted to suck your cock, bold Gunnar!"
Then Thora proceeded to give Gunnar an exquisite blow job, until the hero's cock was throbbing with pleasure, and his balls were quivering with spasms of joy. When the mighty warrior was greatly aroused, the lovely lady rolled over on her back and coaxed him to fuck her.
"Now that your weapon has reached such heroic proportions, please turn it to my services if you really desire to honor me," the girl cried. "I crave nothing on this earth so much as I crave the penetration of my vagina by your noble cock! Please don't disappoint me, gallant Gunnar!"
Gunnar allowed the girl to pull him on top of her, and suffered his cock to be inserted between her pink vaginal lips. In truth, the gallant warrior was not loath to do the lady this service, since he judged her cunt to be wet, slick and tight.
Nor was he wrong in his assumptions, for the girl's cunt proved to be as rewarding as he had expected. Tight though it was, it was also exceedingly soft, and very well lubricated, so that his huge hard cock slipped without problem into her deepest places, much to their mutual delight.
"I can feel your hard cock pressing against the farthest fold of my soft vagina, bold Gunnar!" the girl sighed. "My pussy is throbbing with delight from your heroic penetration!"
The swollen knob of Gunnar's cock pulsated with little spasms of delight as the Viking slowly stroked in and out of Thora's tight cunt. The friction thrilled both of them, and they laughed and embraced, squirming from the delight they got from each other's sex organs.
Brave Gunnar maneuvered his cock so skillfully that the young lady was soon quivering with passion, while thrills of joy surged through her thoroughly aroused loins. Her pussy shivered with little spasms of delight, and she lifted her lovely legs and pointed her pretty toes to the blue sky.
"Oh, fuck me, you brave Viking warrior!" she sobbed. "You have no idea what kind of sensations I get from your wonderful cock strokes! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, Gunnar of Iceland!"
Gunnar's worthy exertions rapidly brought the lady to the edge of her ultimate passion, and she was suddenly amazed to see that the bold warrior was not keeping up with her.
"You are surely fucking me to orgasm!" the lady gasped. "Will you not do me the honor of coming too? Please come in me, Gunnar!"
But gallant Gunnar tightened his hold on his weapons of love, artfully fucking the lady to climax without spilling a drop of his seed. In the end the lady had to abandon her plan to make him come too, and she simply gave herself up to her pleasure, which was easily three times greater than she had known from any previous fuck.
"Oooohhhhh, Gunnar, I'm coming so hard!" Thora sobbed. "My cunt is exploding with pleasure from your strong cock strokes! Shit! Fuck! Fuck me hard, sweet Viking!"
Gunnar fucked her manfully until her spasms had ceased, and then he rolled off of her, his cock still engorged with lust. The young lady was so grateful for the pleasure he had shown her, she quickly sucked his cock into her mouth to give him gratification.
Gunnar's cock jerked lustily as soon as it felt Thora's soft wet oral caress, and immediately the noble girl's sucking mouth was flooded with Gunnar's manly discharge. The valiant warrior squirmed and gasped as the lovely girl sucked the come out of him. She even tickled his balls for him, to make sure he ejaculated every drop!
"Aaaaaahhhhhh... !!" the bold Viking groaned as his ejaculation was sucked out of his quaking cock.
Gunnar's testicles shivered with convulsions of pleasure, and he spewed enough semen to fill his drinking horn. His sex organs contracted with convulsions of ecstatic joy while his jism flowed through his quivering piss slit.
Brave Thora swallowed as fast as she could, sucking in more at the same time. She was amazed at Gunnar's ejaculation, and near the end almost feared of drowning. But finally she sucked the hero's balls dry, and he stopped squirting into her mouth.
"Aaahhh, with Thor as my witness!" the mighty Viking swore, "never have I parted with such pleasure with my semen! Your mouth, my sweet Thora, is better than all the cunts in Norway!!"
Thora was deeply honored by this compliment, but she was disappointed that brave Gunnar had disdained to ejaculate in her vagina. She was grateful for the honor and the pleasure, but she knew the bold Icelander would never lose his heart to her, and after a while she adjusted her clothing and walked back to the hall.
And so it remained for many days. Lovely ladies from King Brian's court paraded their sexual treasures before Gunnar's eyes, and he tasted many of their pleasures, but never would he consent to sweeten their snatches with his mighty ejaculation.
Also, brave Gunnar pretended at all times to ignore sweet Princess Astrid, although that youthful beauty wore at all times the golden necklace he had given her. But Gunnar's kinsman Hakon continued his nightly visits to Princess Ingrid's chambers, and they became very educated in the arts of sexual gratification.