Orc on a Subway
#1 of Chronicles of Hinash
Just developing a new character who popped up in my mind. He's a young cocky orc in a cyber punk setting. Here he is catching a train home from a job that went well and gets to take advantage of something that just pops up. Furries will be involved later on but for now it's just and orc and a human.
It's sent in a cybpunk universe which while not relevent in this little smut fest will be important later on.
Please feel free to leave constructive critism and praise. Even just a good job goes a long way :)
TL DR? Story starts here.
2287 AD, 27th of June. 12:54 AM :
The subway station was nearly empty, only a few people stood waiting for the late night train. This was unfamiliar to Owen who was used to pressing bodies either side of him and the echo's of voices talking, yelling and laughing all around. Now the platform felt barren, abandoned almost kind of forbidden. He fished his mobile from the breast pocket of his suit and sighed, there was still another five minutes left until the trained arrived, if it was on time. All because his boss hadn't bothered to give him the figures he needed until after he got back from a four hour lunch meeting, stupid elf.
He gave a sigh and dropped his mobile into his pocket after sending a quick message to his boy friend waiting at home telling him he wouldn't be too long. He felt the change in the air before heard the rattling of the train and the light in the distance. Moments later he was stepping into the train and finding an empty spot near the doors, popping in an ear pod and switching on his music.
The heat in the carriage from the malfunctioning air conditioning and the rocking and swaying soon sent the light haired human to sleep, if a little fitfully until a loud noise woke him up. Some kind of punk orc had entered from further down the train. Owen knew his type, a Runner possibly, or just another street thug. He was wearing boots and torn jeans and some kind of white t-shirt, which was surprisingly clean for a street orc, and a leather vest over that. His face was towards the more human end of the scale with only short tusks, a slightly upturned nose and, well yes of course, green skin. He was definitely large, even for an orc, though his body seemed to be muscle from work not from working out which so many street orcs paraded around these days. Dark purple unruly, probably self cut, hair topped off the look of street punk, a little fringe covering his eyes slightly..
The orcs red eyes locked onto Owens and he looked away, he knew enough to avoid looking at a street punk like him, he even had the bull ring in his nose. He edged in his seat, a little worried as the orc strode past and sat down behind him. He heard the orc clearing his throat and then there was a gust of fresh air as two inspectors stepping in.
"Tickets please sirs" The toneless voices echoed, the two mechanical inspectors come guards stepped through the passage, one stopping next to each of them and checking their tickets and then leaving. The orc then jumped over the seat and landed right net to Owen, the seats bending and rocking as they struggled to support his weight dropping so suddenly.
"Hey pinky" The orc said, turning and grinning broadly "Want to fuck?"
"Wha..?" Owen replied and then gasped as the orcs hand cupped his groin gently.
"I saw you checking me out. Nothing to be embarrassed about. I usually don't do this but you like one of those wild ones who get off on being with other species" The orc continued, slowly groping the poor smaller human who was trying to back away.
"Look. I have a boyfriend!" Cried Owen as he put his hand on the orcs wrist, trying to push the hand away while his body reacted unwillingly to the stimulation.
"So? I wasn't asking you out on a date. I asked if you wanted to fuck. The guards won't be back for another 10 minutes and no ones gunna get on at this time of night." The orc let his hand fall from Owen crotch and instead unbuckled his belt and tugged down his trousers, revealing a darker green uncut cock, already half hard over black furred orbs.
"Shit! You can't do that here man!" Owen replied, his eyes opening wider and staring straight at the length between the orcs legs, his own twitching in response.
"Bigger than your boyfriends huh?" The orc said, the pride and arrogance evident in his voice as he gripped the base and slapped the meaty head against his palm as it rose to it's full length. "You can touch it if you want." Owen hesitated, his boyfriend was at home waiting for him, and this orc was... was...
His hand inched forward and gripped around the length slowly and started moving back and forth slowly "Mmmm... that's it pinky, feels good to have orc cock in your hand doesn't it?" The orc moved forward, his hands moved down and unbuttoned and unzipped the humans pants, tugging them down and nearly tearing them until he was sitting in the uncomfortable seats in only his briefs. "And a cock doesn't get that hard unless your enjoying yourself. Trust me on that, I've had some unwilling partners in the past."
"But..." Owen murmurs out and is silenced by the orcs mouth pressing against his own, a tongue running against his as strong hands lifted him and tugged his briefs off in one tug, ripping them and leaving a red mark along Owen's hip from he snapped elastic. Large hands pressed and moved Owen until he was on all fours on the seat. He looked back and saw the orc pulling two foil packages from his trousers.
Without a word the orc ripped open the first package and pulled out the condom and rolled it down his shaft, the orc's prick looking even bigger now wrapped in the tight latex barrier. The next was ripped open and poured over the stiff length, his hand working along the length until it gleamed under the fluorescent glare.
"The names Hinash by the way, you may want to scream it out later" The orc voice echoed through the carriage, the same self confident arrogance, just stating a fact, not making himself seem important. Owen's cheeks burned and he decided that even if he was submitting to being fucked he wouldn't call out his name, not once.
He gritted his teeth as he felt the heat of the broad head press against him, slipping past s the train turned, and thrusting past his balls before pulling back and thrusting again, a hand guiding his length forward as his head stretched out the light haired humans sphincter. He gasped and pushes his face down into the seat, feeling it's rough fabric scratch against him as he tried to concentrate on something other than the pain of the thick orc prong stretching him open.
"Now let me guess..." The orcs deep voice echoed around the cabin as he slowly sunk himself into the squirming humans before him, his hand releasing the base of his cock once he has sunk himself in far enough. "You always looked at the other boys getting changed in high school, especially guys like me." The orcs body lowers and the still clothed stomach presses against the humans back, the heat spreading through the two layers of clothing. "Orcs."
Owen felt a shock wave spread through his body starting from his ears and culminating in his cock, his member now hard and dripping. His lips bit closed to fight a moan as the orc thrust the last inch of himself into him and grunted, not waiting for a reply his baritone voice continued "You went home and beat yourself raw thinking of us on top of you, beneath you, who cares. You just wanted us. But" Hinash withdraw half way, using his cock and his voice as weapon to torture the being beneath him who was fighting to show any sign of enjoyment.
"But that was wrong right? Dirty. Filthy. Degenerate" The orc almost spat the last word as he thrust in, gripping Owen's shoulders and pulling him back against his groin so his stiff wiry pubes itched his rump. "Ohhh fuck you're tight, like a silk vice. Anyway... I bet you had strict parents too." Hips back and then forward, the orc grunts and grips tighter "Mmmmphh... Bet they were furious when you told them you were queer, would've broken their hearts if you'd been a dirty or fucker too"
Owen can't keep the gasp inside this time, the words like whips across his soul and the cock inside him too large, too talented at stroking his soft spots. "Please... stop. I never... " He gasps out between growing grunts of pleasure, his arms pushing him out of the seat and back against the orc.
The orc stays quiet as he concentrates on working his hips back and forth, tilting his hips and letting himself angle his cock back and forth. He looks down and smiles lustfully at the sight of his green cock stretching that hole wide open. "No you never did, did you? I bet your boyfriends a bottom too. Or a bottom to you at least, because that's less wrong. Less unmanly. Tell me, is your daddy more proud of the fact your fucking a guy than being fucked by a guy?" He punctuates the last of his word with a grunt and a hard thrust and before Owen can reply a hand is gripping and stroking his length.
"Oh god Hinash,! Fuck... please.. just fuck me! Stop with the words and fuck me" Owen cried out, trying to pull away from the orc and his unwelcome truths. How did he know all of this about him? And why did it feel good to be called out on it? Owen struggled with these feels even as the thick intruder inside him continued sliding back and forth, stimulating him better than his boyfriend ever had on the few occasions he had let him top him.
"And here you are" Thrust, grunt "Being fucked by" Thrusts growing faster, the orcs balls slapping against the humans roughly as he speeds up "The very thing you avoided all your life. Bigger and badder than life." The orcs hips slap against Owen's rear in a fast steady beat as his hand works the dripping cock dangling under the humans body. "Admit it, you're loving this. In a filthy train being bred by an orc. Shoot that load pinky, shoot it like fucking your boyfriend has never made you do." Then with a grunt the orc lowered his mouth on the human neck and bit down, tusks pressing hard but not braking skin.
Owen cried out in pain, surprise and pleasure as his cock spasmed in the tight grip jerking it, thick shots of his seed splattering against the seat cushions, the wet thump inaudible over the clacking of the rails and the orc and humans orgasmic grunting. The humans spasming asshole sends the orc over the edge, his hips bucking forward as his own green cock swells and fills the latex barrier between them. Both human and orc grunts and shiver for a few moments before the orc straightens up and brushes the purple lop of hair out of his face and then grips the base of his cock and pulls back, his member pulling out of Owen with a slurp and showing the condom full of his seed.
The orc chuckles and ties a knot in it and throws it onto one of the other seats before standing and pulling up his pants, stuffing his still softening member in before zipping them up, his length making a bulge against his thighs.
"C'mon pink. Up you get. Guards'll be here in another minute" Hinash said laughing and helping the shell shocked human back into his pants, pushing the ruined underwear under a seat and movie to where there isn't a heavy pile of cum splattered across the seat.
Owen sat next to the orc trembling softly, coming to terms with what he had done. Cheated on his long term boyfriend, submitted himself to a, shudder, orc. And worst of all he enjoyed every single fucking moment of it. He was about to turn and speak to the orc when the guards rattled through interrupting him. Even though they were mechanical and couldn't understand anything but tickets he still blushed and refused to talk in front of them.
"Too ashamed even to talk in front of a metal man huh? Ah well, you'll get over it" The orc said, standing and stretching as the train pulled into it's station. He lent down and kissed Owen on the lips and reached into his chest pocket and pulled out his mobile.
"Here's my number. You ever want another round, maybe in a less public place, you give me a call..." He paused and looked down at the phone again "..Owen."
And with that the orc was gone. On the station, out of the station with the doors shutting and the train pulled away again leaving Owen alone with his feelings and thoughts. In another ten minutes he'd be at his stop. Then a short walk along the street, avoiding drunks and runners, and he'd be home in Theo's arms. Which was nice, he loved Theo after all. But still Theo had never made him feel anything like that orc did right then and there. His fingers toyed with the phone wondering about what the future held for him.
The orc whistled on his way home. His balls were empty, he didn't have to worry about money for the month and dinner tonight was real meat, not the damn synthesized stuff. Oh sure tomorrow he'd probably feel guilty, but not too guilty, about treating the kid so bad but that was tomorrow.