October 2020

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[FINALE! Make him suck your cock!]

You regain your senses as you pull out for the final time, the Orc under you giving a small whimper in protest as you use all of your remaining willpower from shooting your load deep inside him. After a few grunts, you both move up from the cold floor, the Orc on his knees and waiting, his cock throbbing in anticipation.

Urgran looks down at you, his dark eyes meeting your own in understanding. He gives a smile as his gaze descends, noticing your cock aching for attention and ready to blow at any moment. Before you can even react, or fully prepare yourself for what was about to happen, you can sense large hands fumbling against your midsection, bumping you against the wall and giving him better access… Urgran positions himself between your legs, looking massive nestled between your considerably smaller thighs. His warm breath against your bare legs drives you even wilder than you thought possible, the only thing separating yourself from him is a very, very thin piece of loincloth.

Before you can argue, say his name, or even make a sound- you feel a rough hand ride up your shirt and caress one of your nipples. Being expertly tweaked by callused fingertips you can’t help but exhale again, a low moan and shudder escaping from your body as Urgran begins his work, grunting in a response to you. You feel his warm breath again, this time even closer to your cock, teasingly blowing across your member to see just how much he can make you squirm under him. Without realizing, you find your hands caressing the back of his head, feeling the sweat collect in his hair and brushing up against his beard.

“U-Urgran…!” Is all you blurt out as you feel coarse fingers clamp even harder on your nipple, sending ripples across your entire body. Cool air hits your cock for just a moment before you can feel it encompassed by an expert mouth, Urgran freeing your nipple and holding down your thighs, running his mouth down your shaft. You shudder again and narrowly avoid screaming in satisfaction as the intense heat and pressure overtakes you, feeling his tongue working against your head as it sloshes inside of him.

Urgran moans again, this time louder and more feral, working himself into a rhythm as he removes one of his hands and works his member. Despite how big and imposing he was, at this moment he was just as hungry for cock as you were- and soon enough his pumps matched that against your shaft, soft and pleading moans escaping from him as the rhythm continued to go faster and faster. Your soft caresses turn into harsh and demanding grabs at tufts of his hair, pushing faster and harder as you could feel yourself just moments from releasing.

Urgran shoots his load first – At the base of your member you can feel his entire body clench, thick ropes of cum erupting from his uncut cock and splattering the floor and yourself in the crossfire. A loud, guttural growl echoes across the chamber as the Orc’s body goes into pitiful spasms, using the last of his energy to finish you next.

You can’t help but revel in how warm he feels- His seed drips across your stomach and legs as Urgran’s mouth continues to work your shaft, the careful rhythm replaced by frantic and pleading movements. His seed is heated and smells intoxicating – With a scream, you shoot your load at last, Urgran taking in your what felt like an endless supply of cum, some of it messily spilling down his chest.

You and the Orc flop down back onto the stone floor in relief. Your chests heave, both of you badly out of breath and still trying to grapple with what exactly just happened. You feel a warm presence again, your cheeks flushing as Urgran makes his way closer to you. With no hesitation, you feel yourself being kissed, and you kiss him in return – you can still taste the seed in his mouth as your tongues dance and probe one another. His embrace is warm and inviting, and you can’t help but feel a deep connection as your returning nuzzle is replied with a deep, gentle rumble in his chest.

This continues for what feels like days, and you suddenly have a considerably lessened interest in the treasure held in this dungeon. You and Urgran make your way back out of the labyrinth, walking into the sunlight and out of danger, looking to embark on the next adventure together.

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The campfire was a welcome relief from the humidity and chill from the lower sections of the dungeon… you’ve spent what felt like hours searching the narrow halls for scraps of fabric, wooden wreckage, and about anything else that looked flammable. Your efforts are rewarded, somewhat, as you sit on top of your loot and attempt to warm yourself. You push away the thoughts about not being prepared enough – there wasn’t any time for that now. Survival was the most important thing. As the flames crackled and popped into existence, you could feel -his- eyes staring at you yet again.

Despite being the better part of a week, you never managed to shake the Orc. Life debts are more serious than you might have initially thought! And despite sneaking around every corner and triggering each trap, he still stayed as close as possible. Even when looking away you could feel his eyes drilling into you, with an intention you can’t quite describe.

He looked about as Orcish as you’d expect – he was tall, bulky, and had a belly on him from what must have been successful exploits. His face was handsome, covered by a scruffy beard that was missing care since leaving the surface. The hint amounts of armor he was wearing looked well-worn and aged, making you question to yourself if he was wearing more when he first got here…

Your attention snaps back into place by the Orc, his eyes converging on your own. Were you staring too long? He stands up in attention, giving a respectful nod as he looks at you from above.

“Urgran.” He says pointing to the center of his chest and looking at you expectantly. He repeats, replicating the motion. Was this his name?

You point at your chest and repeat your name back to him. He smiles in return, an expression of happiness and relief at the mutual understanding. You feel your smile fade as he walks over, tension rising in your chest. Before understanding what was going on you hear a loud slam, avoiding a yelp as the Orc lets a powerful fist plant into the wall behind you. Urgran has placed himself almost on top of you, his powerful chest just inches away from your face.

He looks into your eyes expectantly… Despite it being so long, you’ve never been this close to him before – The sweet smell of sweat mixed with the tanned leathers fills your nostrils, and you can feel your body react with excitement. Urgran seems excited too, and you can feel his erection beginning to poke you from where he’s crouched over.

What do you do?

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