The Orc and His Wolf
Hello folks! The month's almost over, but here's my second Orctober story for this year. I had ideas for a third, but we'll have to leave that one for later.
Now, about this story. I've always found that orcs and wolves make a very aesthetically pleasing combo, and I love approaching that combo in different ways. Since I'm still in a feral mood, I decided to write a story that's been in my head for a while, about the very close bond between an orc and his direwolf mount. This is also a return to a more classic fantasy setting after my last two orc stories which were set in modern times. It's short but sweet, so I hope you enjoy it!
Content warning: This story contains consensual sex between an orc and a feral (quadruped) direwolf. In this setting, direwolves are sapient creatures, and while they don't speak, they can understand spoken language. Depending on your definition, this may or may not count as bestiality, so do what you want with this information. Just keep in mind that this is a fictional story and I don't endorse real life bestiality in any way.
Story length: ~2100 words.
"It's almost sunset, buddy," Zur'tak said to his mount. "And this seems like a good enough spot to camp. Let's call it a day."
The massive black wolf stopped his march and lowered his body to help Zur'tak dismount, stretching his limbs once the equally massive orc got off his back.
"Sorry, you must be exhausted after carrying my fat ass all day. But you know we must reach the village before the festival starts."
Blackpaw let out a short bark and nuzzled affectionately against Zur'tak, letting him know that he didn't mind.
"Yeah, I know," Zur'tak said, petting the wolf's head. "But still, I'll make it up to you, okay? Once we reach the village, we'll take a well-needed rest, and I'll give you as many treats as you want. How does that sound?"
Blackpaw barked and wagged his tail, and Zur'tak smiled in return. His mount wasn't a regular wolf, and not only because he was the size of a horse and had protruding lower tusks similar to those of an orc. Indeed, Blackpaw was a direwolf. While humans and most other species dreaded them and saw them as nothing more than vicious beasts, that couldn't be farther from the truth. A long time ago, certain orc tribes discovered a ritual that let them bond with direwolves and work with them as partners. It wasn't simply domestication, there was ancient magic involved, and not any orc could form a bond with any direwolf. But when it happened, the bond was strong as steel, and it could last a lifetime.
Even among direwolf riders, few shared such a close bond with their mounts as the one Zur'tak had with Blackpaw. He might not be the biggest, or the strongest, or the fastest wolf in the tribe, but he was smart, and handsome, and extremely loyal. Most importantly, Blackpaw was his wolf, and that's what mattered the most to Zur'tak.
"What a good boy," Zur'tak said. "Come here, let's take off your saddle."
Zur'tak had raised Blackpaw since he was a pup, and they'd always been inseparable. Blackpaw was much more than his mount, he was his partner and closest friend. They both understood each other perfectly, and when riding they were so coordinated that they seemed like a single being.
Blackpaw waited patiently as Zur'tak unsaddled him. While the orc loved the intimacy that riding his mount bareback provided, using a saddle was more comfortable for both of them during long trips such as this one.
"There you go!" Zur'tak said once he finished. "Now go do your thing."
The wolf wagged his tail happily as he went to the nearest tree, lifted his leg, and marked it, before repeating the process in all the surrounding area. It wasn't just an instinctual thing. Blackpaw's mark was a key component of the protective ward Zur'tak used every time they slept outdoors. If someone approached the marked area, the wolf would immediately know, alerting the orc. Of course, these woods weren't particularly dangerous, but since it was a very simple spell, it was a good habit to have.
Zur'tak sat on a fallen tree trunk and watched as Blackpaw continued marking the area. At every stop, the wolf waved his tail in a flaunting manner before leaving his mark, giving the orc a good view of his hindquarters. Zur'tak knew very well that it wasn't accidental, as the wolf loved to tease him in that way. And it was definitely working. The orc casually brought his hand to his crotch and started rubbing his hardening tent.
When Blackpaw finished, he went back to Zur'tak with a playful bark, and pressed his snout against the orc's crotch.
Zur'tak laughed. "Impatient today, aren't you? Let's make sure that no one will bother us first, okay? Then we can have some fun."
Blackpaw sat down and barked again, evidently making a big effort to contain his excitement. Zur'tak smiled as he saw the red tip of the wolf's cock already peeking from its sheath. That was one of the things Zur'tak liked the most about Blackpaw, he was always so enthusiastic about everything.
Since the nights were warm enough at this time of the year for a direwolf and an orc, there was no need to light a fire, so after Zur'tak set up the protective ward spell, enhanced by Blackpaw's mark, he just relaxed and took off his clothes.
"Ah, much better."
Blackpaw remained close to him and observed him all the time, growing even more aroused as his rider exposed more of his muscular body. Zur'tak, in turn, was also fully erect by the time he finished undressing.
"See something you like?" Zur'tak said, smiling while holding his green cock and pointing it in Blackpaw's direction.
The wolf wagged his tail eagerly as he walked toward the orc and immediately started lapping at his cock.
"Good boy", Zur'tak said, petting the wolf's head. "Get it all nice and wet."
Blackpaw got the orc's entire cock inside his mouth and licked it enthusiastically. Having done this countless times before, the wolf was very skilled with his tongue and knew exactly how and where to lick Zur'tak to bring him the most pleasure, without the orc needing to say anything.
But as much as Zur'tak enjoyed the experience, they both knew it was just a preamble for the main event.
"That's enough, buddy," Zur'tak said after a while. "Now turn around and show me where you want this thing."
Blackpaw immediately did as instructed, turning his rear to the orc and raising his tail, exposing his familiar pink pucker and his heavy balls.
Zur'tak licked one of his thick fingers and pressed it against the wolf's asshole, where it quickly entered with no resistance. He soon added another finger and moved both of them inside the wolf's ass, making him moan in pleasure. Then, after teasing the wolf for a minute, the orc removed his fingers to give him what he really wanted.
The orc grabbed his cock and lined its head against the wolf's inviting pucker, holding it there for a few seconds before pushing it all the way inside the eager wolf. It entered easily, as it always did, Blackpaw's pleasant warmth swiftly enveloping the orc's entire length.
"You've been waiting for this all day, eh?"
Blackpaw barked in response. Even though they'd fucked in the morning, that wasn't enough for the horny wolf, who often wanted sex multiple times per day. Luckily for him, Zur'tak had the libido to match his mount's.
Zur'tak held Blackpaw by the hips and started thrusting, shoving his thick cock in and out the warm passage. He didn't hold back, as he knew his partner liked it fast and rough.
Indeed, Blackpaw was soon moaning in that really adorable way that he always did when Zur'tak fucked him. The orc's deep grunts and the lewd sounds of penetration mingled with the singing of birds and crickets.
Sometimes, Zur'tak liked to go slow, constantly talking to Blackpaw and gently massaging his fur as he fucked him in an almost romantic way. Not today, though. Today, they fucked like beasts.
The air around them soon became filled by the musky mix of both of their scents, which only contributed to their combined arousal. Zur'tak accelerated the rhythm of the penetration, angling his hips in such a way that he stimulated Blackpaw's prostate with each thrust, making the wolf moan even louder.
"Damn, I'll never get tired of this."
Blackpaw pushed back against his rider's body in agreement. Ever since the first time they fucked, there was an unspoken understanding that they'd be doing it for years to come. The bond between them had only strengthened since then, making sex even better. It was hard to imagine their relationship without it now.
Among direwolf riders, sex between orcs and their wolves wasn't uncommon, especially when they were out in the wilderness, with no other sexual partners available. But Zur'tak didn't know of any other wolf and rider pair who fucked as often as Blackpaw and him did.
That's not to say they didn't try other things from time to time. Zur'tak was no stranger to sharing a good time with a fellow orc after a few drinks, or sating a human's curiosity about orc anatomy while on the road, or even bending over to a more dominant partner. He'd even fucked some of his friends' direwolves, and let them fuck Blackpaw in return. But Zur'tak had to admit that nothing felt as good as having Blackpaw's ass around his cock. Everything else paled in comparison.
"Good boy. Handsome boy," he said as he leaned over Blackpaw, hugging him and rubbing his chest against the wolf's back. He'd always loved the feel of Blackpaw's soft fur on his skin.
Without slowing down his thrusts, Zur'tak reached for Blackpaw's hard cock and started stroking it, while his other hand went for the wolf's balls, giving them a light squeeze. The wolf clenched his ass in return.
"You love this, eh?" Zur'tak said, feeling Blackpaw's knot already formed at the base of his cock. "You've been so good today. You deserve a reward."
Blackpaw let out a soft moan. Zur'tak knew that his partner wouldn't last much longer with all that stimulation, so he started thrusting even harder, his heavy balls rhythmically slapping against the wolf's rear.
"Get ready, buddy, I'm getting close!"
It wasn't long before Blackpaw's entire body tensed as he approached his climax, his warm asshole tightening around Zur'tak's cock, and that was what pushed the orc over the edge as well.
In perfect coordination, orc and wolf reached their orgasms at the same time, Blackpaw letting out a powerful howl that pierced the forest air as he came on Zur'tak's hand, while the orc filled the wolf's asshole with his cum once again.
"Fuuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!" Zur'tak roared as he emptied his balls inside Blackpaw, still furiously thrusting against the wolf's ass and stroking his throbbing cock until he got the last drop of cum out of him.
Once their orgasms finally ended, they were both left panting for a while. Zur'tak kept his cock inside Blackpaw while it was still hard, knowing that the wolf loved that crude imitation of a canine tie.
"What a good boy," Zur'tak said, gently caressing the wolf's flank.
Blackpaw wagged his tail happily, obviously satisfied with the quick but intense sex session. They both knew that it wouldn't be long until the next time, probably as soon as they woke up the next morning, or maybe even in the middle of the night if they were horny enough. But for now, it was time to rest.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Zur'tak removed his now soft cock from Blackpaw's asshole, leaving it dripping cum. He always loved that view, no matter how many times he'd seen it. He wondered how many gallons of cum he'd unloaded inside the wolf during all their years together, and the thought made him smile.
Without Zur'tak needing to say anything, Blackpaw turned around and diligently licked all the cum that remained on the orc's cock. Then, Zur'tak offered his hand, which received the same treatment. Once he was done cleaning the orc, Blackpaw lay on the ground to do the same to himself. Zur'tak had always envied his partner's flexibility, and watched fascinated as the wolf used his tongue to clean his own sheath, then his balls, and finally his asshole, until no cum remained on his beautiful black fur. Blackpaw licked his chops afterward, evidently enjoying the aftertaste of cum in his mouth.
"Tastes good, eh? You know, I can cum in your mouth next time if you want."
Blackpaw cocked his head.
"You still prefer that I do it in your ass?" Zur'tak said, petting the wolf's head. "Well, I'm not complaining, I love that too."
The wolf barked in approval and wagged his tail.
"It's been a long day. Time to get some sleep now."
Zur'tak went to grab the bear pelt he carried and extended it next to Blackpaw. Being a sturdy orc, he didn't need more than that, and sleeping with Blackpaw meant he'd be warm all night anyway. As soon as Zur'tak lay on the pelt, the wolf nuzzled against his muscular chest. One of the few things the orc loved as much as fucking Blackpaw, was cuddling with him afterward. Being surrounded by the wolf's furry body made the lack of a proper bed far more tolerable, and there was a certain charm to sleeping under the stars.
"Good night, buddy. Sleep well."
Blackpaw yawned and closed his eyes. Zur'tak watched him endearingly while caressing his head, until he too fell asleep, grateful to spend yet another night with his beloved canine partner.