Quick Stop
Quick Stop by Rekhit
With a loud groan Vrash pulled off the heavy armour that covered his torso and breathed a sigh of relief. While it helped protect his body from anything that might decided to end his life, the orc did find it rather restricting and cumbersome. Still, he couldn't count the amount of times the interlocking plates of steel had saved his life over the years.
"Sounds like you needed that," came a deep rumbling voice. His friend and travelling companion, a big bull morph. "Been a heck of a trek."
Indeed it had been. They had been hiking over the hills for most of the day and while it was nothing to the huge orc and bull, nevertheless the armour they wore had been biting into their bodies for the past hour. Vrash had called for a halt and together they set up a temporary camp in a patch of woodland.
"Yes, but worth it Caron," Vrash replied as he sat down. He'd stripped down to just his loin cloth and was enjoying the breeze as it cooled off his rather sweaty green body. Great scars traced over his muscular form, each one a grand tale from a battle he had thought.
Caron was no different; his left horn was snapped off almost at the base and he had a huge scar running down the left side of his face over his eye. It had only been a miracle Vrash had gotten his friend to a mystic healer in time or the bull would have been rendered blind in that eye.
The huge bull grinned. "Yeah. Of course, all that walking's had an affect on me boy."
Vrash grinned. Technically he was older then the bull, but something about the bovine brought a side of him that he never knew existed; a submissive quality that the big orc only experienced with the bull. He quickly moved onto all fours and crawled over to the huge bovine, pressing his nose into the large hanging ball sac.
The potent aroma of the bull assaulted Vrash's nose and he inhaled deeply, letting that erotic smell penetrate deeply into his senses. It was of sweat and natural bull musk, along with the faint aroma of urine, enough to make the orc groan deeply. Between his legs his large heavily pierced cock rose to full attention, the thick ring through the head causing it to hang downwards into the grass.
A paw gripped his head and lifted it upwards. "Open," came the rumbling command. Vrash opened his mouth and the large head of the bull's cock slid inside. No matter how many times he had sucked this cock, Vrash still had trouble stretching his mouth around it. Not that Caron cared, he bucked his hips, forcing as much of his bull meat into the orc's mouth.
Of course, that didn't stop the orc swallowing the whole thing to the base and getting his nose pushed hard into the aromatic pubic fur of his friend. Those wonderful smells filled his nose and he began to feel light headed just from breathing them in. His hand jerked furiously at his own cock, the thick bars up the shaft adding to the painful pleasure of his manic masturbation.
With a loud slurp the cock was pulled from his mouth and Vrash was pushed down onto his back. "Gods, I'm so damn horny!" he moaned. Caron just grinned, getting down onto his knees and lifting the orc's legs up, revealing his tight anus. He flexed it so it winked at his friend.
"Oh yeah," Caron rumbled and began to lick wetly at the tight orc butt. Vrash exploded into loud moaning as the thick tongue slurped against his backside. Caron snorted and breathed in the smell of his friend, that distinctive aroma of male ass that had been covered and sweated over. He lowed deeply as he snorted and breathed it all in, making sure to get his friend's ass nice and wet, pushing his tongue in as deep as he could.
Satisfied his friend was properly lubed up Caron knelt upwards and pressed his cock to the wet entrance. He pushed hard, watching the orc's face screw up as his ass resisted. But the bull was insistent and pushed hard, forcing the tight anus to open and accept his cock, it popping inside with a slurp and a powerful tug. "Oooo gods!" Vrash cursed with his ass burning as it was stretched open.
Powerful paws gripped grin wrists and pushed them to the ground and Caron began to hump Vrash powerfully. There was nothing gentle here, no flowery romance. It was a simple need, a need for Caron to fill his friend and for Vrash to be filled. The orc was pinned down by the strength of the bull and he couldn't care less; he was loving every second the thick bull cock pounded into his ass.
Darkness closed around his face and Vrash found himself buried in one of the bull's dank armpits. Loud grunts and deep bellows erupted above him as Caron rammed his thick cock into the orc's anus and the orc breathed in and licked at the sweaty armpit hair, letting its dampness soak into his face.
Caron let out a bellow and slammed his hips forwards, unleashing a thick tidal way of bull cum and spurted heavily up inside his friend. He kept on humping, driving his spurting cock inwards and outwards. The pressure was too much and Vrash let out a muffled growl of his own, arching his back and pressing himself against the large bull. Cum erupted from his own cock and soaked against his smooth skin and the fur of Caron's stomach.
They lay together for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow of their furious sex session before Caron sat up and let the orc go. "I never get tired of filling you," he rumbled, pulling out with a wet slurp. "Or eathing out your tasty ass." He looked down at the stickiness soaking into his fur and lewdly he gathered some on a finger and licked it. "Or this."
Vrash laughed and groaned; his ass felt sore and very loose, and something warm and sticky was trickling out from it. "Damn Caron, I'll never get used to that huge dick of yours."
"You love it really."
"Oh yes." He got up, stretching. "Come on you big lug, we've still got miles to cover yet. Maybe at the end I'll let you fill me again. If you can beat me there!"
The challenge was on!