Off To Tronjheim
Warning!!! This story is for adults ONLY! It contains M/M so if your younger then 18 I advise you not to read this! But if you want to read it go ahead its our mind. This takes place during the third Eragon book called "Brisinger" so please read that first.
- * * Murtagh jumped on Saphira and then kicked Eragon in the ribs and that made him fall off. Eragon fell until he hit the side of the mountain, he screamed in pain. Saphira tried to get too Eragon but Thorn stopped her. Murtagh landed right beside of Eragon, then he walked to him and sat on his chest grinning evilly. " You see Eragon, Galbatorix is great! He has unbelievable power, join us Eragon, join us and I promise that you will have power!" Murtagh said. "I'll never join, and I will kill your pitiful king!" Eragon replied. As Murtagh stood up, Eragon notice that Murtagh has a large bulge in his pants. "Oh well we just have to kill you then hahaha!" Murtagh said. Eragon look back up at Murtagh, Murtagh bent back down and put his lips against Eragon's ear and said, " And one more thing... I know...your secret." Eragon woke up on the ground of his tent, covered in sweat. Saphira must have been doing her rounds because she was gone. Eragon then look down to see that he is hard; he covered his cock with the blanket and lay down for a couple more minutes. As he notices it was almost dawn, Eragon got up and walked to his clothes to get dress. When he was getting dress he thought of why he has to go to Tronjheim. He wanted to spend time with Saphira and he would like to go back to Oromis and Gladre to finish their training. Eragon then walked out of the tent and headed to the west gate to meet his "body guard" who was to guide him to Tronjheim. Eragon soon reached the west gate, he waited till the two guards weren't looking to run past them and head down the trail to meet his bodyguard. Eragon was walking down the trail for all morning when he saw a Kull, but not just any Kull. It was Nar Garzhvog the leader of the Urgals who allied them selves with the Varden. "You!" exclaimed Eragon as he saw the muscular leader. Eragon always thought Nar Garzhvog was kind of cute. But Eragon didn't want to think of that; he thought it was just wrong thinking of other males. "Greetings, Firesword," Garzhvog rumbled. Heaving up his giant limbs and torso, the Urgal was about 8 and half feet high, gray skinned muscles rippling in the noonday sun. This sight made Eragon feel kind of uncomfortable down there. "Greetings, Nar Garzhvog, if you are here who will lead your rams to Feinster?" Eragon said confused. " My blood brother, Skgahgrezh, will lead. He is not a Kull, but he as long horns and a thick neck. He is a fine chief." "I see.... Why did you want to come, though?" The Urgal lifted his square chin, baring his throat. " You are Firesword. You must not die, or the Urgals will not have our revenge against Galbatorix!" Eragon nodded, understanding his reason. As long as he doesn't decide that his honor requires him to challenge me to a duel, we should have cause for conflict. "Very well, Nar Garzhvog," He said, tightening the strap of the pack around his waste, " let us run together, you and I, as has not happen in the whole of recorded history." Garzhvog chuckled deep in his chest. " Let us run, Firesword." Together they faced east, and together they set forth for the Beor Mountains, Eragon running light and swift behind Garzhvog, looking at his big muscular ass. Eragon and Nar Garzhvog ran the rest of the day and through the night, and through the following day, stopping only to drink and to relieve themselves. At then end of the second day, Garzhvog said, " Firesword, I must eat, and I must sleep." Eragon leaned against a nearby stump, panting, and nodded. He was just as hungry and exhausted as the Kull. "I will help you hunt," he said " That is not needed, make us a big fire, and I will bring us the food." "Fine." As Garzhvog strode off, Eragon couldn't help but watch his tight ass, which his loincloth covered. Eragon then untied the strap around his waste and, with a sigh of relief, dropped his pack beside the stump. " Blasted armor," he muttered. When Garzhvog returned an hour later, Eragon had built a fire a yard long and two feet wide and was sitting in front of it. Garzhvog strode toward him, holding the carcass of a plump doe under his left arm. As he bent down to put the doe down his cock slipped out of his loincloth. His cock was white and the tip was reddish, and from Eragon's view, it was very big. His balls hang very low, almost touching the ground. Eragon face started to get red and then quickly he said, " How did you kill it?" "With my sling," rumbled Garzhvog as he took out his knife and started to cut. " Do you intend to cook it on a spit? Or do Urgals eat their meat raw?" Garzhvog looked down to notice that his cock slipped out, so he quickly put it back in and fix his cloth. He then turned his head and gazed through the coil of his left horn at Eragon, a deep-set yellow eyes gleaming with some enigmatic emotion. " We are not beasts, Firesword." "I didn't say you were." With a grunt, the Urgal returned to his work. While the food cooked, Eragon and Garzhvog carved themselves spoons from the stump where Eragon had dropped his pack. Hunger made it seem longer to Eragon, but it was not many more minutes before the stew was done, and he and Garzhvog ate, ravenous as wolves. Eragon devoured twice as much as he thought he ever had before, and what he did not consume, Garzhvog did, eating enough for six men. Afterward, Eragon lay back, propping himself on his elbows. As he laid down staring at the fire, he looked over at Garzhvog who was cleaning his teeth with the broken end of a thighbone. Eragon then looked down at his loincloth which was revealing his cock once again due because his leg spread up. He just stared at his cock until he notice Garzhvog glanced at him. Then Eragon said, " Uhh tell me something about your villages." Garzhvog grinned sharply. " There is much I could tell you," rumbled Garzhvog. His heavy eyes pensive, he worked his makeshift toothpick around one of his fangs and then said, " We take logs and carved them into animals of the mountain, we bury them upright by our houses to frighten away the spirits of the wild. Sometimes the poles almost seemed to be alive. When you walk into on of our villages, you can feel the eyes of all the carved animals watching you..." He then put down the toothpick, sat up and yawned. "Also, during the long months of winter, those who have mates work with them on their hearth rug. It takes at least to finish such a rug, so by the time its done, you now whether you have made a good choice of mate." "I've never seen one of your villages," said Eragon. "They must be very well hidden." Eragon then looked at his loincloth as he yawned again and notice a bulged. "Well hidden and well defended. Few who see our homes lives to tell it." Focusing on the Kull and allowing an edge to creep into his voice, Eragon said, " How is it you learned this language, Garzhvog? Was there a human who lived among you? Did you keep any of us as slaves?" Garzhvog returned Eragon's gazed with out flinching. He also looked down to notice the Eragon was getting a bulge in his pants. He then said, " We have no slaves, Firesword. I tore the knowledge from the minds of the men I fought, and I shared it with the rest of the tribe." Eragon then notice his bulge and tried to hide it. Garzhvog then said looking at Eragon's bulge and smiling, " I think we better get to bed, we have a big day tomorrow ya know?" " Yeah your right," Eragon said disappointed that he had to go to bed and not see his muscular body. Eragon then got up and took off his shirt and shoes leaving his pants on. " What are you doing?" Garzhvog said. " Oh, well uhh I well don't tell any one, but I usually sleep nude but since you're here I will just wear pants." Replied Eragon. " Hm, well it doesn't matter to me if you do or not," Garzhvog smiled sharply and said, " You will be the one cold." " Hey! But you wear nothing but a loincloth, aren't you cold?" Asked Eragon. Garzhvog answered, " We produce our own body heat so we don't need that much clothes." " That would explain why your balls are so low." " What?!" Garzhvog asked raising one eyebrow. "Uhh," Eragon quickly notice what he said, " nothing, I didn't say anything." Eragon panicked. Garzhvog saw through it, " hmm ok." Eragon then went to get his blanket; he then wrapped in around him self. Then he took off his pants feeling the cold air against his body. Garzhvog just stared at him smiling. Eragon then sat near the fire staring at it and thinking, of what the hell he is doing. Sitting here with an Urgal, Naked wrapped around a blanket, and starting to feel something for the Urgal. It was time for Eragon to step it up a notch. " So uhh Garzhvog how...do you guys.... you know...mate?" asked Eragon. "What?" Garzhvog said, a little shocked. Eragon just panicked, " You know...how do you guys mate?" Garzhvog stared at him with one eyebrow up. Then he said, " Well this is a shocking question, why do you want to know?" Eragon answered, " Well I was just curious to know because...I've been thinking of that stuff." " Hmmm well okay," He paused, " well we usually find a mate first, and then we get to know each other. And when the moon is full a year later and if you're still with her or him you have sex." " I meant ‘how do you mate'", Eragon corrected. " Oh well, you make you cock stiff first, the you have to lube which you partner does for you by licking it. Once it's lubed up you then take it and slowly shove it up the females vigina and start thrusting until you cum. Does that answer you question?" " Uhh yes, but do or can males mate with other...males?" Eragon asked. " I'm sorry but I don't recall anyone in out tribe doing that". Said Garzhvog. " Oh okay," Eragon said. They sat there for a while until the moon was high above them. Eragon over at Garzhvog who was sound asleep mumbling something Eragon couldn't understand. He just stared at the Urgals body and his loincloths just thinking out about him. Then he looked at his cock, which slipped out when Garzhvog turned to his side. It was huge, Eragon just wanted to touch it but he couldn't. He couldn't build up the courage to do it. When Eragon woke up early at the sound of a hawk. He then sat up and looked down and notices he was fully hard. His cock was harder then it was ever before. Eragon cursed and turned around to see if Garzhvog was still asleep. When he looked at the Urgal his eyes went wide. What was in his view was Garzhvog's fully hard cock standing up in the air, long and thick. Eragon just stared at the Urgal's member that throbbed and a liquid drooled down the member, which Eragon knew was pre-cum. Eragon's own cock was now throbbing and oozing pre onto the blanket which covered Eragon's naked body. Eragon just picture stroking it and sucking it. Then all of a sudden a giant eagle came over and cawed. It cawed so load but it didn't wake Garzhvog. Then Eragon got an idea. Eragon slowly crawled too Garzhvog, once he was close enough he could smell the pre from feet. Suddenly Garzhvog's left hand rose up and grabbed his wet member. Eragon was sure he was caught but Garzhvog just stroked his hot member firmly. Rubbing it all around. Then he removed his hand a moaned, " Eragon......strok.....it..... please!" he said in his slumber. Eragon froze in place just staring at him. Then Eragon moved up and sat up on his knees n front of the Urgal. He took a deep breath and took a hold of his enormous cock. He started to stroke it up and down, just looking at all the detail and veins on the cock. He started to rub the head of the cock, swirling the pre all over the cock head. Garzhvog moaned and groaned insanely and loudly. Eragon kept doing that for a couple minutes to build up courage. He then took the huge cock and put it in his mouth, tasting the sweet seed. He then grouped Garzhvog balls and played with them. Eragon then remembered his cock, so he took a hold of his cock and started to stroke it while sucking on the Urgal's cock. For what seemed to be forever Eragon was sucking, then Garzhvog woke up. " Fi...Firesword what are u doing?" Garzhvog asked. Eragon froze. " Uhh I...I.... im sorry â€"." Garzhvog cut in. " Keep going I like this feeling," he said. And Eragon continued. He kept sucking on the cock while stroking his. Garzhvog moaned and groan with intense pleasure. " That's it more more MORE!" Garzhvog roared. Then stopped. " Firesword, please turn around!" Garzhvog commanded. Eragon did as he was told. The muscular Urgal then picked Eragon up and started to lick his ass. "What...what... are...you.... doing?" Eragon asked. And then Urgal answered, " since this is the only hole I am lubing it up." "Ohh ohh Kay but will it fit?" he said. " Don't worry just relax", he said as well. On that, Garzhvog kept licking his hole. While he was doing that, Eragon was jacking off, he couldn't believe what was happening. It felt all to fast to him! Then Garzhvog put him back down on his knees and said, " Are you ready? This might hurt at first." Eragon answered back, " yea im ready." Garzhvog then grabbed Eragon's small waist with one hand and with the other his cock guiding it to Eragon's pucker. When the enormous cock reach the hole Garzhvog told Eragon he's going in. As the head went in, Garzhvog growled. Eragon whimpered. Then suddenly, Garzhvog thrust deep inside Eragon. Eragon yelled so load that it must of awaking every creature in the woods. He kept thrusting hard into Eragon, which kept hitting Eragon's prostate, which made his cock twitch. Soon Garzhvog said, " dam it this feels so good grrrrahg!" He then put both hands on the ground in between Eragon's legs and started to hump him like a dog! Eragon could handle it at first. He told the Urgal to stop but he just went on. It started to feel really good so he stop resisting. Eragon could feel Garzhvog's huge balls slap against his balls. They felt really hard. Eragon enjoyed really well, in fact he wanted it to never end. Suddenly Garzhvog growled, " I'm......going to......cum!" The Garzhvog came out to a giant, bloodlust roar! He cummed into Eragon's ass. Which couldn't all of it so a whole lot of cum burst out of Eragon's ass. After a couple of waves of cum, the flood finally stopped. And when Garzhvog's cock was soft enough he took it out. They lay there, both on the ground panting like crazy. When finally Eragon stood up above Garzhvog and said, " now what?" Garzhvog got up to his knees and started to suck on Eragon's 6'' cock. Which was easy to suck be cause it is small compare to Garzhvog's 11". This made Eragon quite sad, but he soon forgot that when his orgasm came. He ejaculated into the Urgal's big mouth. Garzhvog swallowed it all and said, "That was good Firesword." Eragon then came down to Garzhvog and kissed him on the lips. But when he did this his limp cock touch the Urgals newly hard cock and the cummed in the air and covered both of them with cum. They both laughed and lay on the ground for a half an hour. When they both found that they should be headed on the road they went to the nearest lake and washed them self. When they both were clean they packed up and got dressed and stated walking east. When Eragon saw his destination he looked at Garzhvog. " Well... thank you for being my body guard." Eragon held put his hand. Garzhvog grabbed it and pulled him towards him and kissed him on his lips nice and hard. " No problem and can I ask you a favor?" Garzhvog asked. " Sure what is it?" he answered " Uhh can we keep this a secret? I don't want my clan to start up on this until the war is over." " Yea I will you too right?" " Yeah don't worry about it" " Ok good well goodbye, ill come see you when I come back." Eragon promised. " Good bye Firesword and I will be looking forward to seeing you." He answered. On that Eragon turned and left and Garzhvog stared at his small tight ass. " Next time there will be more." He growled. * * *
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