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Work nights out are dangerous things at the best of times. Your boss, all your co-workers and a lot of encouragement to drink heavily. All in the glorious name of team bonding. Andy was not a fan, he knew enough about his co-workers to know he did not fit in. Seeing them drunk and having them share more than they normally would it was all too much. He wasn't sure how he was going to look Sharon in the eye the next time they were in the office together after her last drunken story.

Andy had avoided the team night out all year. However, this one was the one that could not be avoided, the office Christmas party. Everyone is invited and everyone pretty much has to attend. Sure he could have come up with an excuse, again, but his manager had been a little sarcastic the last few times he had done that. After that, there had been a bunch of great work opportunities that he'd missed out on. A conference in Barcelona, that had stung the most. It had been aimed at his field and in theory he should have been the logical choice. Yet, it had gone to someone else someone who did not hide away from the office nights out. Now there was a promotion being considered and it was time to show that he could be a team player.

So when the Christmas party had been arranged he had not resisted or tried to get out of it. Andy had even put a few suggestions forward for the restaurant he would most like to go to. A very nice sushi place, it had not been chosen. They had ended up in a fairly cheap Mexican. Andy was not a fan of spicy food and had ordered the mildest dish from their Christmas menu. Afterwards, everyone had started hitting the town. The town, of course, had hit back as was evidenced by the groups dwindling numbers.

Pub after pub, and club after club, the group had worked its way through town. Andy was careful, drinking only half pints and taking them slowly. Unlike the rest of his colleagues, who seemed to think that the end of the world was coming and not the end of the year. They were attempting to drink themselves to death. Andy wasn't sure why so many of them seemed to drink with such reckless abandon. As far as he knew he was the only single person in the office. They all had partners to go home to, while the only thing that waited for Andy at home was a cactus that refused to die.

He joined in with their jokes. Well, he laughed at them and that was hard enough because they were just not funny. When people engaged him in banter he tried to respond in kind. However, he had never felt comfortable with that sort of thing. There were some subtle lines that he had just never been able to see or grasp. So he either failed to make them laugh or offended them. Fortunately, the group was so drunk that they were incapable of really taking offence.

It was looking like the night would be the second-worst one of the year. To be followed by the worst time of the year, Christmas alone. His first one alone. An only child of deceased parents, Andy, quite literally, was his entire family photo. During university it hadn't been a problem, he had friends and even boyfriends to spend Christmas with. However, his last boyfriend broke up with him at the start of the year and Andy had been on a series of failed dates since then.

Checking his watch he noted it was coming up to eleven. A few others had already left, he had shown willing and he had been a team member. Job done. Now was the time to escape. However, before he could open his mouth a very drunk Sharon suddenly shouted, “ok guys, this place is dead…" Andy looked at the club around him if there was a square meter of space where people weren't drinking, dancing, flirting or all three at once, he couldn't see it. Sharon's definition of dead would not likely meet up to the dictionary standards. “... let's move on. Time to hit Gorothogs!!!"

Andy opened his mouth about to say that he had better go. However, the name of the club hit him, “Gorothogs?" He asked, far too quiet for anyone to hear or answer. Not that they needed to, the place was legendary. An orc nightclub. The orc nightclub! The only place in town you could buy a yard of ale and be called a pink-skin lightweight. Andy had heard tales of the place. Gulping he had to admit he'd always wanted to go, but never had the nerve.

Orcs were well known for their more voracious appetites for food, drink and sex. Especially the latter. Andy had seen videos, lots and lots of videos. There was even an app or two for hooking up. Most male orcs were gay and most female lesbian. They bred by arrangement and agreement. To Andy that seemed more civilised, though that was probably his internal bias as a gay man. Andy had downloaded the app and lurked on there, too shy to actually arrange a meetup. Though he had been tempted. Especially late at night when he was watching some amateur porn video of orcs, or orcs on humans.

“Yeah, it's great, the ale is like really cheap and the music is just crazy!" Sharon exclaimed and several of the female coworkers agreed with her. His straight male colleagues looked far less than happy about the idea. However, once Sharon suggested something the group tended to do it. It was a true lesson to Andy on just who was really in charge of the team and it certainly wasn't their manager Devon.

Out onto the freezing cold streets, they trudged, after downing the last of their drinks. So close to Christmas the streets were absolutely packed with people. Dozens of more office parties, many of them just as drunk as Andy's. Passing one such group Andy caught eyes with a guy, it was almost a mirror reflection. The only two mostly sober ones in a gang of drunks. There was a shared moment of empathy and exchange of awkward smiles. Then they were gone and on to Gorothogs.

The bouncers for the club were orcs, naturally. Not just any orcs but the biggest and toughest orcs around. Because only an orc was really capable of handling another orc, especially a drunk one. Nearly eight foot of green muscle, times two and Andy found himself mentally undressing them. Not that they had much on, despite the cold weather and their job keeping them standing around for hours outside. A pair of jeans and a Santa hat each. Their broad green chests on display to everyone, perfectly sculpted and definitely a wonderful advert for what awaited within.

There was a fairly long queue outside and Andy winced to think of how long they would have to wait. Although, more than two-thirds of the queue were also orcs and that gave him more eye-candy than he could ever eat up. However, their group did not go to the back of the queue. No, Sharon led them right up to the front and squealed, “Groik! Hi! You still coming round for New years with my brother?!" Andy's jaw dropped. He had listened to Sharon waffle on about every dull subject under the sun. Andy could name every single one of her cats and what funny things they had done. Yet she had never once had she ever mentioned that her brother was dating an orc, and not just any orc a fucking orc adonis. That little tidbit had been left out.

“Shazza!!" The orc bellowed and stepped forward to give the diminutive and very drunk woman a hug. “Of course! You're going to have grog right?"

“Got a barrel in just for you and some shandy for Shane," this was clearly something of an in-joke between the two of them because they both burst into fits of laughter. Then Sharon waved at the door, “don't suppose you could…"

“For you, hell yeah. Though, there's a rowdy green crowd in here, are your friends going to be ok with that?" Andy could see Groik glancing at the bunch of them. That's when he realised there was just six of them left. Several of the others must have snuck off while they were walking. Mostly the guys he noticed as it was just him and Devon left. He gave the orc a nervous smile and he was sure he saw a little hint of a twinkle in the huge beast's eyes as he looked the humans over.

“We'll be fine, just get a mug of grog and do some dancing!" Sharon practically squealed as she assured her brother-in-law and ushered her co-workers into the club. Andy was a little giddy with anticipation. There was no need to herd him, he walked quickly and yelped as Groink smacked him playfully on the ass. He heard the girls titter, but he had to keep walking to stay in front. Just in case they noticed just how hard he had gotten from that single bit of attention.

When Andy had imagined an orc club he had pictured it crammed wall to wall with the green hunks, drinking, dancing, fighting and possibly even fucking. A hedonistic orgy that many a horny man might pray he would go to when he died. Buff and broad orcs in leather, grinding up against each other. What he had not thought about was the thing that hit him first, the smell. The sweat off hundreds of orcs, seeped in leather, with the afternotes of bitter porter ale. If he was hoping his erection would fade once they were inside he was disappointed and embarrassed.

The place wasn't just at capacity, it was clearly well over it. Everywhere he looked Andy could see green hunks of all shapes and sizes. Skinny, thick, fat and muscled. Everyone was delicious in their own way. Most wearing very little. In honour of Christmas, many of them were wearing Santa hats and Andy noted most had a sprig of mistletoe sticking out of their pants just over their crotch. His cock promised him that meant it would be perfectly ok for him to go and get some kisses. Fortunately, his brain and his own nervous nature countered that with reality, you do not kiss that without permission first.

Turning around, he realised he was alone. His team had seemingly vanished. Twisting and turning he thought he spotted Sharon's head over near the bar. Andy took a deep breath of heavily musked air and strode forward into the throng. His ears rang to the beat of the music. Orc's like rhythm far more than actual music. So it was mainly drums, accompanied by drums, with drums as backing. It had so much beat that it was like dancing inside a drumset which was being abused at the hands of a psychotic drummer on acid. Despite the chaos of the beat, the entire throng seemed to move with some overarching rhythm that Andy could not hear.

Andy was average height for an Englishman. Just a few inches south of six-foot. His body was slightly chunky, but not especially so. He had never felt as tiny as he did working his way across a dancefloor jam-packed with orcs. Green skin was everywhere, a massive wall that seemed to extend up so high he had no hope of seeing beyond it. The average orc was roughly seven-foot-tall, lost in the green sea Andy thought it must be closer to eight.

He lost count of the number of males he brushed past, the number of random touches he received. Some he was sure were not accidental, a couple did not just graze his ass, they pinched it. Finally, the green tide parted and he found himself at the bar. Five orcs were serving. The thumping music made it almost impossible to be heard. Andy glanced along the bar and at the far end, he spotted his team.

“What do you want pink skin?" A gruff voice bellowed at him and he looked up at the largest barman he'd ever seen. His skin so dark green in the dim light it almost looked black. A wall of pure muscle and a serious stare. Although the intimidation of his looks was rather lessened by the Santa hat that flopped on his head.

Casting an eye along the bar Andy couldn't recognise any of the drinks. He pointed to one of the beer pumps and shouted, “a pint please!" The black orc gave him a curious look and then grabbed a tankard, a pint. It looked tiny in his huge hands and Andy could see that the orcs around were all drinking from far bigger mugs. Two-pint or possibly three-pint steins, Andy knew that their bodies processed alcohol four or five times faster than humans. So they took a lot more the get drunk.

A pint of the blackest ale he'd ever seen was slammed down in front of him. Andy handed over a tenner and the barman didn't even bother giving him any change. With lots of orcs pressing up behind him, trying to get to the bar. Andy thought it was time to make it back to his team. Lifting up his pint he turned. Before he'd even gone a single step something shoved into his back. The human stumbled forward his expensive pint flying out of his hand and all over the naked chest and stomach of a very annoyed orc.

“Oh my god! I'm so sorry… I… slipped," he stammered and searched his pockets looking for a tissue or something. Unable to find anything he reached out with his sleeve to start mopping ale off the orc. His skin was olive green, and his body near perfect. A sprig of mistletoe was sticking out of his belt, and dripping with his black ale. His jeans were soaked. A handsome neatly trimmed beard emphasised the size and squareness of his jaw. Both his nipples were pierced and each of the golden rings had a small coil of tinsel hanging from it.

A giant orc hand grasped around his wrist and Andy trembled. He was lost and alone in a sea of orcs, one of whom he had clearly just pissed off, “I didn't… I can…" Suddenly the serious look on the orc's face was replaced with a grin.

“I know dude, it was an accident, though you keep rubbing like that and we're going to have to go somewhere more private," his voice somehow seemed to come clear through the din of the orc music. Andy gave a deep gasp and suddenly felt a little faint, he stumbled again. This time he was caught by two powerful hands. “You ok?"

“I just… I'm sorry, I really didn't…" Andy mumbled and then suddenly his world was spinning. The heat of the room was suddenly far too high, all the green bodies were crushing in around him. His legs began to tremble and he felt himself slipping further.

A solid lump hit his stomach and he was lifted up and over the orc's shoulders. “Coming through!" The brute bellowed in a commanding tone and Andy wanted to find a tiny hole to crawl into as every orc stared at the weak little human; who was apparently too feeble to even hang out with the greenskins for five minutes without getting overwhelmed. Although Andy noted a few smirks and lascivious grins that indicated they were not thinking he was being taken away to be saved but to do something far lewder.

Suddenly the air was cooler and the music was far quieter, the room just as dim and yet not so packed. Andy was placed down and he looked around. This was not the same dancefloor. A concerned, yet handsome, green face was looking at him, “you alright mate? You had too much to drink?"

Andy shook his head, “three pints in five hours, I think I just… sorry. It's been a long day and then I spilt my drink…"

“All over my new jeans," agreed the orc and then waved at the table they were standing beside. By some Christmas miracle, it was empty, a booth probably small and intimate to two orcs, but big enough for a group of four or five humans. “This is the VIP lounge, my brother works behind the bar most nights, he got my name on the list. Figured you could use somewhere a bit quieter and less packed. You want to sit down and I can get you a drink, maybe a pint of grog to replace the one you threw over me. Probably your best bet, you don't want to ask for water at an orc bar, you'll die of dehydration waiting for the barman to stop laughing at you to pour your drink."

Feeling his face literally glowing with embarrassment Andy gave a little chuckle and nodded his head, “thanks a pint would be… no wait I should get you one. It was my clums…"

“Nah, s'alright mate. I got this round," the orc cut across him with a confident smile and then a gesture at the booth. “Now park it and don't let anyone join you. Anybody asks and you're with Broak."

The orc did not wait around to get Andy's name in return. He just moved off, clearly confident the human would still be there when he got back. Which was a safe bet, Andy had to admit. There was no way he was going to leave. Still feeling embarrassed by what happened, he slid into the booth as far back as he could get around the circular table. His ears nagged at him about a sound he could hear, but he wasn't sure what it was.

His eyes kept on the big burly orc who had saved him, forgiven him and was definitely making his cock stand up to full attention. Andy was glad he was sitting down so that nobody noticed he had started a camping site in his pants. Gulping he could not help but admire the strong orc's body especially as it was on full display. Every muscle could be picked out. Students could use Borak's body to bone up on anatomy. While Andy used it to bone up.

A few minutes later the orc returned with a pint of black ale for Andy and a giant orc tankard for himself. The green brute plonked them down and then slid into the booth. Showing no hesitation he slid right around until he was practically up against the human. “So, tell me about yourself. What's your name? What do you do when you are not throwing good ale on devilishly handsome orcs?"

Blushing deeply Andy couldn't look the orc in the face. Broak's purple eyes were staring at him so intensely and expectantly. “I… Andy, and I'm just an IT guy for a small legal firm."

“Interesting," the orc replied leaning just a little, his body seeming to cut out much of the world outside the high walled booth. His ears were still nagging about that sound he could hear. It was so familiar and yet not so, clearly not music. Maybe a voice… or a voice and something else. “Not going to comment about the devilishly handsome bit."

“I… would… agree with that statement," Each word had to practically be dragged out of Andy's mouth as he sat there. “Sorry, I just… I've never…"

“Never talked with someone as roguishly charming as myself?" The orc purred and Andy almost jumped out of his skin as a green finger stroked down the back of his neck. Somehow the huge orc had laid his arm along the back of the curved seat without him noticing. “You're a little nervous. Look, I'm not going to do anything to you that you don't say yes to. Right now we're just two guys talking, maybe flirting and hopefully thinking of ending up covered in each other's sweat and other bodily fluids for the next six to twelve hours."

“I… you're very direct," the human admitted, his face so bright red that Rudolf was likely to be kicked aside by Santa in favour of letting Andy light his way that night.

Broak gave a chuckle, two fingers tracing down Andy's neck; his skin tingling and his cock just throbbing to that tickle. “I'm an orc, we are very direct. You want obtuse I suggest the elf bar down the road. You ask one of those guys if they want to fuck and they will say both yes and no. That my friend is the very definition of dubious consent. Us orcs, we don't go in for that shit. We look you dead in the eye, face to face, male to male and we ask you if you want a fuck. If you say no then we'll leave you be, no hard feelings, enjoy the pint."

“What… what if I say yes?" The human asked in a whisper he wasn't sure could be heard as his ears finally registered the sound he was hearing. It was not music, it was not talking it was moaning, it was sexual. Someone in the booth next to theirs was being fucked, he could hear the slap of skin on skin and with each slap a soft cry. Once his brain registered the sound he couldn't believe he had not realised sooner. However, it was not something he expected to hear in such a public place.

Those fingers stroked up his neck and onto his chin pulling his face up to look into two confident glowing purple eyes. A shining set of teeth and polished tusks, “then I think I can say with certainty that you will have a night of passion you will never forget or regret. However, the choice is yours." As he spoke Broak's head seemed to be getting closer, the world around them, even the fucking couple faded away. All he could see was Broak's handsome face. The orc's hot, musky, breath was flowing over his face.

A night of passion with a handsome orc. That was all that was on offer, not a lifetime or a week. No insinuation that this might lead anywhere further than a bedroom. In fact, with the sounds in the next booth, Andy realised this might not even lead to a bedroom. “Sounds like the best Christmas gift any man could ask of an orc Santa." He replied feeling awkward about his attempts to flirt and be suave.

It clearly did not matter to Broak how clever his reply was. All the orc registered was the yes and suddenly his Andy felt a strong bearded face pressing to his. Their lips touching, Broak's tusks lightly scratching his cheeks in an oddly enjoyable and sexual way. An orc tongue forced its way inside his mouth and he moaned deeply, sucking on it. His hands suddenly unfreezing and grasping around the orc's strong neck and shoulders.

Those purple eyes were almost hypnotising he pressed himself up into the kiss passionately. His tongue welcoming Broak's into his mouth as he felt lightheaded again, the room even spinning a little. This time he sank into that feeling, this was something he had fantasied about for years and he did not care how dizzy he felt he was not going to ruin it. Andy's moans of pleasure were echoed by deep manly grunts of orc arousal.

Strong hands were suddenly on his body, stroking and exploring over his shirt. Andy winced a little as his physique was a tad too doughy for his own tastes and he desperately hoped that he was not a disappointment to the orc. Broak's hand stroked up Andy's arm and he felt it grip his wrist and pull it firmly off the orc's broad neck. It was dragged away and down and Andy couldn't stop the soft squeal that escaped his lips as the orc placed the human's hands against a very tight pair of jeans. Where a thick and throbbing length was clearly trapped.

Their kiss was broken and a deep voice rumbled, “you think you can take this? I don't want to hurt you, but I really want to make you squeal like a stuck pig."

Words died in Andy's mind it was blank and all he could do was let his fingers trace up and down the huge green monster's length. Far longer and thicker than any lover he'd ever had. With no small hint of hyperbole, he replied, “I… have toys that aren't much smaller." He did not care how much it might hurt, he had to feel that thickness inside him and soon. Hell, he wondered if that was all Broak would need to pull his pants down, throw the human over the booth table to claim his needy hole and make him squeal so loudly the entire bar knew what they were doing.

“Good enough, my place isn't too…"

The orc did not get a chance to say more as a loud voice cut across the moment, “there you are! I've been looking everywhere!" The occupants in the booth turned to see the owner of the voice. Standing beside their table was another orc, shorter than Broak and yet a little broader at the shoulders, definitely broader of the stomach. With a round green belly. The orc was wearing a red reindeer harness with golden bells that tinkled lightly as he moved. On his head, he did not have a Santa hat but a headband with two deer antlers stuck to it. His hands had mitts that were made up to look like deer hooves. He also had a fake nose that was flashing with a red light. The newcomer's face was cleanly shaven with soft round curves that suited a chunkier guy.

Broak gave a coy smile, “Daroc, you dork. Your timing is up to its usual standards." The orc replied with a chuckle, his hand still holding Andy's wrist keeping his hand firmly on the erect orc meat. “I'd like to introduce you to Andy. He's an IT guy for a legal firm and he threw a pint of grog over my crotch."

Daroc laughed and sat down at the booth. Andy's mind quickly informed him he was now trapped with an orc either side and that his fingers were fully free to squeeze on the thick orc meat. The second part was not relevant to being trapped but was very relevant to his interests. “Hello, Andy. I'm Daroc, I never spill good grog and I'm Broak's husband."

Andy's jaw dropped as he realised he was caught red-handed with his hand in someone's husband's cookie jar. Although, he had to note the chunky orc did not seem in the least upset. Broak's hand kept a firm grip on his wrist, easily preventing the human from pulling away when his survival instinct told him to do. “Andy was just confirming that he could handle an orc as well equipped as myself."

The chunky orc smiled and slid further around and Andy blushed and knew the orc could clearly see exactly where his hand was. “ I… didn't know he was married… I."

A green finger on his lips silenced him, “Andy, do you know what the secret to a good marriage is?" the human shook his head unable to answer. “Open communication and sharing." The young orc replied with a wink. Andy gulped as he realised exactly what the orc was hinting should be shared.

“I was going to tell you first," Broak added. “I just… well, honestly I wanted a taste and figured it'd help you say yes. My husband really has a thing for humans and our last human fuck buddy has moved away."

“So, you got me for him?" Andy asked feeling a little disappointed to hear that.

“Fuck no, I like humans too. You make such cute noises when we get going," The muscular orc insisted and Andy felt the cock under his fingers flex. “If I didn't, do you think I'd be this hard? Sometimes when you're married you go shopping for a gift that both of you can share. Though, if this is too much for you then you can walk away, no bad feelings."

Gulping Andy realised he'd just been described as a Christmas gift. However, mostly he noticed he was being given the option to walk away. His legs had never been more resolute in their refusal to work. There was no way he was going to walk away from this, Blushing heavily he glanced back and forth between the two. “I… would like to stay right where I am until you two want to move elsewhere." He replied staring into the mug of black grog that he had yet to touch, while he could feel the heat of his blushing cheeks burning away. The cock under his fingers flexed and he noticed that Broak let go of his wrist, so it was his choice to keep stroking that erect orc meat. His fingers feeling sticky from the drying grog that was staining Broak's pants, thanks to him.

Broak's hand return to lightly stroking his neck and he sighed softly, slowly relaxing. Daroc slid up a little closer, and Andy glanced up. The chunkier male's eyes were a beautiful gold colour and they were shinning at him. Daroc's tusks were a little shorter and Andy had to admit he was not in the slightest intimidating. Especially not with the Rudolf horns and nose flashing away. “It's really nice to meet you, Andy." The orc whispered and he leant forward.

Closing his eyes Andy accepted the kiss. It was soft and tender, at least at first. Daroc making some soft moans, while Broak continued to stroke his neck and his cock flexed once more under Andy's fingers. The movement spurring his hand back to life. His fingers tracing every last inch of the impressive length he had just confirmed he could take. Andy's own cock had been rock hard for what felt like hours, his underwear was moist with the precum he had been leaking for a while.

Andy's lips parted and he gasped as Daroc's tongue slipped inside. Sucking around the appendage, his own tongue danced with it, as his hand reached out stroking the broad and soft chest of the chunky orc. His fingers tracing along the harness making the bells tinkle. Daroc's tusks lightly tickled his cheeks and he ran his tongue-tip over one, the orc moaned deeply clearly appreciating the attention. Andy repeated the motion on the other tusk and then, emboldened, he slipped his tongue into the orc's mouth. It was sweet and tangy with the flavour of dark stout ale, which the orc had no doubt been quaffing.

The kiss broke slowly and reluctantly and they both gave a soft sigh. “He seems really nice," Daroc muttered and Broak chuckled.

“Oh yes, I could tell when he was standing around all hard on the dancefloor. Here's a sweet human just looking for a taste of the green," Broak muttered. Andy gasped as the other orc leant down and he felt lips and tusks kissing and nibbling on his neck. Trapped in wonderful heaven between the two aroused males, Andy did not know what to say, but he knew what he wanted and what he needed.

“This close to Christmas it'll take a while to get a taxi," Daroc observed pointedly. Andy only partially paid attention to their conversation. His mind was on the feel of Broak's lips, the throb of his cock and the feel of Daroc's hands stroking over his chest and stomach, slowly working their way lower.

“Better get one ordered," the muscular orc replied. Andy felt the hot breath from those words and he knew they were planning on taking him home. Two orcs both looking to enjoy the human for the night. Taking his hands off both of them he reached across and pinched his forearms hard. Taking a sharp breath. “Everything ok, Andy?" Broak asked, his words whispering right into the human's ears.

“I just… I had to be sure I was awake," Andy admitted honestly.

“Ok I've ordered us an Orge," Daroc announced and Andy couldn't help but wonder if the orc was trying to break the silence and ensure he did not feel awkward. “It's going to be a good forty-five minutes though. So I think I'm going to need a drink."

“I bet Andy is good for a drink," Broak replied.

The human looked at his untouched pint of ale, “I don't mind buying a round." He muttered a little unsure. Andy was willing to buy them both a drink, hell he would buy them both a full steak dinner at the best restaurant in town for what they were promising would happen to him afterwards. However, he did not want to go to the bar with a huge erection. Partly because of the embarrassment, but mostly because he was really enjoying being wedged between two such affectionate orcs.

A green hand picked up Andy's grog and lifted it to the human's lips. Andy took a mouthful of the potent and bittersweet liquid. While Broak whispered in his ear, “what Daroc wants to drink can't be ordered from the bar in pints." Andy did not have time to process those words before two eager hands grasped for his belt. He moaned and squirmed. The ale was placed down and Broak's lips pressed hungrily to his, an orcine tongue filling his mouth stopping any protests.

Andy moaned loudly, as he felt his belt being unfastened. Followed quickly by his jeans being unbuttoned. Then his flies were pulled down hurriedly and he almost squealed as a powerful hand grasped his aching and needy cock. “Oh, he's all drippy," Daroc's voice barely registered as Andy tried to return the kiss and control himself.

A second later a wonderful soft warmth surrounded his cock. Bucking up the human writhed as he felt an orc mouth sucking on his cock hungrily. Broak's tongue continued to dominate his mouth, stroking around firmly as the muscular orc pressed against him. A broad strong green chest holding him down. Andy's hand landed on Daroc's head, feeling the thick wiry hair and the fuzzy antlers. As pleasure was driven into his cock, he felt that head bobbing quickly.

After spending so long aroused, Andy knew he couldn't last long. In fact, within seconds he was already feeling his orgasm fast approaching. Pushing Broak back he broke the kiss, “I'm close!" he whispered in warning to them both.

Broak's grin grew wider as he replied for both of the orcs, “good." a single word and his lips pressed hungrily to Andy's suddenly no longer lazily dominant the orc's tongue plundered his mouth. Tusks pressing hard into his skin as the orc held him down. While below him, Daroc's head kicked up the pace to match. It was as if the two orcs were working as one to bring their human captive to the very heights of erotic bliss. Andy was hopelessly and wonderfully outmatched and outnumbered. His cock was alive with pleasure, his mind stimulated beyond belief flooding with endorphins as he cried out pathetically.

His cock jerked and a hungry orc tongue lapped over, licking up drops of cum as he gave up his load. Broak's powerful form held the squirming human down. All of Andy's screams of pleasure were muffled by that bearded mouth. While his balls danced as they emptied everything in one long drawn out orgasm. Daroc's mouth never stopping until the flow of cum had utterly finished. Broak pulled away and without the orc's strength to hold him up, Andy flopped back against the seat, for the moment utterly spent.

As he lay back panting he felt a coolness around his cock as it flopped free of the eager orc's mouth. Gulping a little Andy hoped he had provided a good drink for the thirsty orc. Watching with half-open eyes, he saw the chunky orc sit up. The couple leant over him and right before his eyes, they kissed passionately. He could see their cheeks moving as their tongues clearly danced. Their eyes seemed lost in each others' and Andy couldn't help but smile to see the two showing such affection for each other. Not wanting to intrude on the moment he stayed still and just enjoyed the show.

When their lips parted, Broak turned and Andy gasped as the orc's mouth was thrust to his. A thick powerful tongue wormed its way into his mouth and suddenly musky, bitter fluid was flowing down it and into his mouth. His own cum, he recognised the taste. With Broak holding his lips firmly to Andy's he knew what he was expected to do. With a single gulp, he complied, swallowing it all to the soft grunts of appreciation from his two lovers. Broak's lips pulled back and he nodded in approval.

“Fuck, how much longer on the Orge?" Broak asked as he reached down to adjust his jeans. The orc's erection clearly demanding to be freed from its ale soaked denim confinement.

“Half an hour," Daroc replied after checking his phone. “I should probably get an actual drink."

“You can have what's left of mine," his husband responded pushing the huge tankard over to the chunky orc.

Daroc helped himself to the tankard and took a huge swig of ale. Andy blinked as he came back to reality. He'd just been sucked off by an orc couple in a bar. Where pretty much anyone could have seen him. More importantly, he'd been sucked off by a married couple while his work colleagues were possibly still in that very bar. Reaching out he grabbed his drink and took a deep pull from the pint.

Just as he put his pint down he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. Pulling it out he found he had a couple of messages from Sharon. He quickly replied, saying he had spilt his beer over someone and had decided to end the work night out afterwards. Which was one hundred per cent true. Naturally, he left out the part where he was leaving the work night out to spend the night fucking two handsome orcs. Somehow he felt that might be too much information.

“Ohh, our ogre is here, early!" Daroc piped up excitedly. “Time to haul ass."

As Andy turned to slide out of the booth. Broak leant across to whisper in his ear, “and when we get to our place it will be time to do so much more than haul your ass." Andy yelped slightly in excitement as a huge hand groped his buttocks. Biting his lip, the human moaned at that thought and gulped a little. Broak was packing heat far bigger than he had ever felt before. He wasn't even sure what Daroc was packing and he had pretty much agreed to let them use his ass.

However, his fears were nothing when compared to his lusts and he knew if he pulled out now he would regret it. If it came down to it, limping for a few days would be worth it for a night like no other night in his life. With Daroc's arm around his shoulders and Broak's hand on his ass, the human was quickly escorted outside. A huge car was waiting for them, driven by an orc. All Ogre cars were driven by orcs for orcs.

All three of them climbed into the back with an orc on either side. The driver turned to look back at them, “oh, fun. A playful pink skin." The orc drive laughed and winked at the other orcs. “I'll get you home fast, so you guys can… get to know each other."

Andy's cheeks burned as the cabbie gave him another glance over and a nod of approval. Though he did not have any time to contemplate the hungry look on the orc's face. Daroc pulled him into a passionate kiss the second the engine started up. Broak's head was pressed into his neck, and he felt orc teeth and tusks as the nape of his neck was nibbled on. Four eager and strong hands roamed over his body and he just lay back and let the orcs do as they wished. Utterly lost and at their mercy, yet so very willing.

Orc hands grasped at his wrists and before he knew it he had two orc dicks in his hands. Hot and throbbing, sticky with precum and sweat. He did not know when they had pulled them out. Andy did know the cabbie could almost certainly see what was happening in the mirror. However, his fingers closed around those hard cocks firmly. A horde of wild orcs could not have torn this grip away from those throbbing malenesses.

Breaking the kiss with Daroc, Andy's head was turned and a bearded mouth was pressed to his. The orc's tongue claiming his mouth once more as his hands stroked and jerked the two cocks desperately and so very eagerly. “ Oh fuck!" Daroc moaned into his ear, as the orc licked it and nibbled on his lobe. Two strong hands stroked over his crotch as the orcs found his erect cock and groped his maleness firmly. Squeezing and jerking it faster.

All three of them moaned and gasped. Andy's fingers were getting wetter by the second as two orc cocks dribbled precum onto his hands.

“Guys, hot show but you jizz in my car that's a fifty quid fine and I would have to knock a star or two off your rating," the cabbie said loudly, turning around as they waited at a red light. “I'll have you home in five. Put the meat away and just let it build up so you can give your human friend… a proper welcome to your abode."

Reluctantly Daroc and Broak took their hands off Andy. The human struggled a little as the orcs used their brute strength to tear his hands off their cocks. He whimpered a little as those delicious cocks were put away. Lifting his hands up to inhale their musk and his own cock throbbed harder. He wanted to taste them right there and then, a fine be damned, he did not care. However, Broak's and Daroc clearly were going to hold back, for at least five minutes.

His cock was throbbing at him angrily for letting the fun stop. Andy did not even try to hide the erect tent. Modesty seemed to have gone out the window when he first slipped into that booth. Now he just wanted to get someplace where he could get his hands, mouth and ass on those beautiful green cocks. Daroc had been smaller than his husband, but not by much. Both of them would count as the largest thing he had ever taken. Through a strange heady mixture of lust, grog and six months of nothing but self-pleasure. Andy was determined that by the time the night was out he'd have ridden and sucked both those cocks, hopefully at the same time.

The five minutes seemed to drag by torturously slowly. Eventually, the car pulled up to a small house. Andy had never unfastened a seatbelt so fast in his life. Broak was out of the car first. Andy turned and grabbed the headrest of the car, only for a hand to grab his wrist. Turning the human found the cabbie staring at him, “you need a ride home, here's my personal number don't worry about using the app, we could keep it off the books. For a horny pink skin like you."

Andy did not reply, but he did pocket the cabbie's card. Three orcs in one night, that might be too much. However, he wasn't sure what the future held. Broak and Daroc might not be looking for more than fun for one night. A backup was not a bad idea. Outside the cab, the cold air bit at his skin, and the three made a mad dash for the door. While Daroc fumbled with his keys, Broak's hands fumbled with Andy's ass.

When the door finally opened, the three of them practically fell inside. The door was slammed shut so hard the banging noise echoed around the room. Four hands grabbed him and Broak's lips were thrust to his. Clothes were pulled from all of them and left in a big mixed pile right by the door. Breaking the kiss the muscular orc sniffed, “ok, I stink of grog. I'm going to have a quick shower. Daroc you get our guest prepared and remember, I found him I get first dibs on his ass."

The human watched in slight disbelief as the naked orc strode away, a huge green erection bobbing as he walked. “Don't worry, he'll be back." The chunkier orc assured him as he pulled off the silly flashing Rudolf nose and horns. He did not make any move to remove the harness. “In the meantime, let me show you to our bedroom."

Daroc guided him quickly through their very neat home. It wasn't what Andy had pictured when he thought of an orc's home. Neat, well decorated and smelling faintly floral. However, he did not focus on that he focused on the naked orc. Once they reached the bedroom, Daroc turned and his hands grasped around Andy pulling him close. Skin brushed up against skin, as their lips returned to each other.

Moaning softly, Andy appreciated the more gentle touch of the chunkier male. He liked Broak's dominance and especially his direct candour. However, there was something wonderfully warm and reassuring about Daroc. His touch wasn't just confident, it was tender and sensual. Their tongues danced and they shared sweet moans of pleasure as their bodies danced a little, gliding against one another. Andy's erect cock bumping against the orc's huge stomach, while he could feel a firm rod brushing his hip.

Wandering green hands slipped onto his buttocks, pulling them apart slowly. Andy groaned louder and then whimpered a little as thick green fingers slipped between his cleft and ran across his puckered entrance. A single green digit circling and teasing his entrance. Andy shuddered and moaned, pushing back, wanting so much more than a finger in there.

However, Daroc stopped in the kiss and pulled back, “you're… a bit tight back here." The orc observed as his finger poked gently at Andy's tight ring. “When did you last…"

“It's been a few months," admitted the human, blushing deeply. “However, I really want to and I'm sure I…" A green finger pressed to his lips shut him up. The chunky orc kissed his lips softly once more and then stepped away.

“Want to is great. We want to. We both really really want to. However, let's be smart about this." Daroc informed him with a reassuring and knowing look. He opened a drawer on the small nightstand bedside the huge bed. Pulling out a small tube he opened it. “This stuff is a bit pricey. It'll relax that tight ring of yours and make taking Broak and myself much easier and less painful. However, it has a slight numbing effect and not just on you. So Broak he's going to go much longer and harder on your ass. You ok with that?"

“Longer and harder?" Andy whispered a little doubtfully as he thought of that hulking beast of an orc, and the huge cock he had between his legs. His own cock began to throb at the thought. “Oh fuck, yes! I want it. I really fucking want this." The human admitted and he blushed as the orc chuckled at him.

“Ok, get on the bed and show me that sweet ass of yours," Daroc commanded, he wasn't as authoritative as Broak. Yet when he gave his orders Andy felt his cock throb and he was on the bed, chest down and ass up, presented in seconds. Warm green hands stroked over his naked exposed flesh and pulled his buttocks apart squeezing them. “Fuck you have a delicious looking ass, pity I'm not going to get to taste it tonight."

Andy's mind dove on that word tonight. There was an implication there that Daroc might get to taste his ass another night. The idea of an orc shoving his tusked face between his cheeks and hungrily eating his ass; it was a one he knew he would want to come back to. Certainly, one he would cum to when he thought about it later. He did not reply though, he just whimpered as two fingers pressed to his pucker.

A gasp escaped his lips as he felt some cooling cream being slowly rubbed around his entrance. It burned cold for a few seconds, making his ring tingle. “H… how numb will.."

“Don't worry, just a little, you are still going to feel every single inch and each load we fuck into you," the orc said confidently and Andy whimpered. Two thick fingers thrust forward and he felt his ring open up easily around them. “There we go, not so bad is it."

“N...no," admitted Andy, as those fingers wormed their way deeper into him. Feeling that burning cold seep a little deeper and then turn into some warmth. He sighed happily and Daroc began to thrust slowly, Andy cried out feeling those fingers not just thrusting but twisting around inside him. “Oh fuck… it's good." He admitted pushing his ass back up against the orc's hand.

“Oh, an eager horny human, just what I wanted for Christmas," Daroc purred those words. Andy gasped as a third finger was added, his ring stretching easily to accommodate it. He pushed back wantonly, wanting to show just how eager he was. His mind was spinning and all he could think of was those two cocks he had gotten to grope all too briefly. Two thick orc cocks and they were both going to be inside him soon. He was going to be ridden by them both and he was going to love every minute of it.

“Oh fuck, yes!" Andy agreed as he pushed back against those wonderful fingers, feeling them squirm inside him. He gulped, knowing that he was being stretched. His cock was leaking pre heavily. “To be taken by two fucking sexy orcs is exactly what I asked Santa for." He replied, feeling a tad silly and he couldn't help but look at Daroc's cock behind him. Andy wanted to feel it, to suck on it and to bounce on it.

“Well, lucky for you I got that request and marked you down on my naughty list," this response came from the door. Where Broak stood naked, except for a Santa hat he had just put back on his head. The orc's huge cock was glistening as was the rest of his body. Clearly, he had been far too eager to dry himself after his shower. Not that Andy minded, he would take hot wet orc any day of the week.

Andy whimpered at the sight and he lifted his ass a little more, shifting his hips in Broak's direction in what he hoped was an inviting gesture. The orc smiled and stepped forward, gently pushing Daroc out of the way. Andy groaned as those three fingers slipped from inside him. He felt empty and pushed back wantonly for more.

“Be careful, pretty sure you're his first orc," Andy heard Daroc's words half-whispered and he flushed with embarrassment at them.

“I can take it, please I need it," he replied instantly lifting his hips up to Broak again. “Please, I promise I can take it." The human realised he was begging for cock, something no other lover had ever made him do. Andy had been driven crazy with lust before, but to be before two beautiful hunks and hear them voicing even the mildest doubts about his willingness and ability. It was too much, the very risk that this night stopped at fingering, it was one he could never accept. Every nerve in his body was crying out to feel the orc's touch and more.

“Damn, he's really cock-hungry," the chunky orc observed with a nod of approval.

“Orc-crazed, best kind of human," Broak confirmed. Andy gave a deep moan of pleasure as two huge hands grabbed his ass and started to push it down. He followed the orc's instructions moving his ass to exactly where his brute of a lover wanted it to be. Then he yelped as he felt a warm bulk slip between his cheeks and a huge battering ram was placed against his entrance. “Just take a slow deep breath and relax." The orc instructed him

Relax? With an orc cocktip pressing to his well prepared and desperately needy hole. Hercules could not have performed a feat so impossible. Andy closed his eyes and tried to not tense up. Biting his lip he felt the first thrust and winced at the pain as he felt his ass spread open. Despite the pain he had to marvel at the strength of the orc, his hands clasping the human so tightly he was in complete control. Yet at the same time, Andy could tell he was holding back. The thrust had just pushed his cock head inside. With the pure strength Andy could sense, he knew if he'd wanted Broak could have hilted inside him.

“Fuck, he's tight!" Broak cried out as he stopped. Andy hung his head a little, feeling slightly inadequate. Two green hands caressed over his back and buttocks. While two others stroked over his shoulders and Broak's voice told him confidently, “just means I get to savour him for that much longer."

A green form hove into view as Daroc sat on the bed in front of him. The chubby friendly face smiling encouragingly. “You have to savour a cute human, it's what they are for." He muttered and his hands caressed Andy's cheeks a second thrust from behind almost caught Andy off guard and he cried out a little. It still hurt but the pain was fading as his ass grew accustomed to the thickness inside it and he relaxed to their words and caresses.

Daroc leant forward and down and Andy moaned against his lips as they kissed. Green fingers running through his brown hair, he gasped as another thrust hit him. The pain fading away as he remembered where he was, what he was doing. He imagined the sight, a human on all fours, orc behind him and an orc before him. That thought fuelled his desire and he kissed passionately, growing in confidence with each moment.

Their tongues danced, as Broak thrust again and he heard the orc cry out and knew it was his body giving that pleasure. His cock had softened, but now it began to spring back to life. While the kiss with Daroc grew more passionate by the second. The orc nipped on his lip lightly and then broke the kiss. He kissed at the green face as Daroc's lips and tusks worked their way down his neck and to his shoulder. Broak thrusting once more and Andy threw an arm around Daroc for support, the strong body holding him in place, while the other orc worked his cock deeper.

A series of rapid but gentle thrusts worked another inch almost painlessly deeper, “almost halfway." Broak informed him and Andy groaned loudly, his ass already felt more full than it had ever done before and he still had more to come. He trembled, knowing he could ask Broak to stop. The couple had already shown that they cared for his wants, needs and most importantly his health. However, he wanted and needed to take it all as a matter of both pride and desire. He wanted to look back on this night with no regrets to look back at the night he took a full orc cock right to the hilt, and he knew he'd look back with a huge smile and firm erection.

Gasping he pushed back a little into the thrusting. Delighting in the cry of surprise and pleasure from the orc behind him. His reward was a firmer thrust and an orc cock that much deeper inside him. Andy kissed Daroc's shoulders and then bit down on them. The metallic and yet earthy taste of the orc filling his mouth, as the orc's lover filled his ass. “Fuck… he is really tight!" Broak moaned and Andy heard Daroc giggle.

“We got all night love, you just take your time and enjoy that end. I am sure I can find other fun things to do with this one," Andy blushed deeply to hear the couple talking about him so. Yet, he knew he'd never felt so wanted and so aroused. Two very sexy guys, orcs, who could have their choice of other guys or each other. They had chosen him and he was trapped between them in the most wonderful night of his life so far.

A hand suddenly grasped around his erect cock and Andy couldn't help but give a soft cry of pleasure. “Oh yeah, he's loving it." Daroc's voice announced and with that announcement Broak thrust again. Andy moaned and trembled wondering just how much more cock the orc could possibly stuff inside him. His insides felt stretched to capacity already and yet with another thrust the orc proved he could take more.

With a moan Andy pushed back, surprising himself. He had said he could take Broak's cock, all of it, and he was not going to be proved a liar. This wasn't just a matter of pride, or of proving himself to two men he had only just met. Andy wanted it, he needed it. After a year of feeling alone, of feeling unwanted, he was the object of lust for two men far more attractive than he would have thought possible.

Broak gave a groan as he thrust again. Andy felt something blissful, the hips of the orc grazing against his. His mind told him this was it, the orc was almost inside him fully. One thick, throbbing, drooling orc length fully hilted inside his quivering and overly stretched hole. Amid that thought, a second and far more delicious though rose up. After all that had happened, this was still just the start. He had taken Broak's full length, but next would be the real fun.

One last push and Andy felt two huge, moist nuts smacking up against his taint. “Fuck… I'm all in!" Broak announced to the room. Andy felt Daroc move, though he could not see he knew the orc was craning his neck to look. Andy badly wanted to see what the orc saw. In his mind he imagined it, his ass stretched around Broak's thickness.

The hand around his cock squeezed and he moaned loudly, "you're all in and Andy here is hard as diamond. Looks like he really likes his orc meat."

Blushing, Andy nodded a little," I… oh fuck… I do." He muttered and didn't just hear their response. He felt it, inside him Broak's cock throbbing hard at those words, his words. Gulping he pushed himself back against the orc, forcing just a tiny bit more inside him.

The hand around his cock disappeared and, Daroc moved back. A smiling face suddenly by his pressing close and kissing. Hot and sweaty hands caressing his cheeks as they both moaned. Broak's cock holding still inside him, and he savoured the feeling. No lover had even come close to matching the orc for length or girth. Hell, if he was honest none of his lovers had come close to either orc's attractiveness.

Moaning into the kiss, Daroc bit Andy's cheek lightly, his teeth and tusks grazing as the orc moaned into his year, “yeah you do." Andy's only reply was a cry of pleasure as the thickness inside him began to move. The tingle of pain from the stretching still there, but dwarfed by the wonderful warm tickling sensations of the thickness pulling back. Daroc's lips returned to his, and their tongues danced desperately moving from mouth to mouth. While Andy cried out as Broak shoved back inside. This time in one smooth motion, not fast but never stopping until his balls were pressed hard against Andy's taint. The sensation was almost too much, the wonderful fullness and the feeling of being taken.

“Oh yes!" The orc gasped, and then Andy heard him moan as he pushed back suddenly. Letting him know he was enjoying it, that he wanted more. Daroc pulled back and suddenly a sweaty orc chest was pressed to the human's face. He felt the coarse orc chest hair tickling his skin as it moved and the orc raised himself up onto his knees. The wonderful musky green flesh suddenly pulling back from his vision to reveal a thick and drooling cock.

Andy just stared at the length. He had felt it in the taxi and now he could feel his mouth filling with drool. His hunger was far too great to wait. Not waiting for an order or an invitation Andy leant down and placed his lips around the thick cock. Taking in as much as he could, not holding back he stuffed his mouth full to bursting with that maleness. Savouring the musky scent, the potent bitter flavour and the feel of the heat and the throbbing of the veins.

“Damn!" Daroc's voice cried out. “He's a hungry human!"

“I can see," replied Broak. The orc was waiting and watching, just holding still with his cock deep in the human's ass. Andy did not want him to wait. So he pushed his ass back wantonly, begging without words for more. While his head bobbed eagerly, sucking and slurping on the green shaft. Drinking down every drop of pre with the thirst of a man who has spent a week in the desert. His hands grabbed Daroc's hips as he fucked his face down desperately onto the green length.

Behind him, Broak took the hint and began to thrust. Not just thrust, he began to fuck. No pauses, just nice smooth thrusts each one pressing buttons inside Andy. While he tried to get his lips to touch Daroc's crotch. Above him, he could hear two voices lifting up in pleasure and he knew that was his doing. He was bringing them both pleasure and that thought drove his lusts more than any other.

The orc behind him was thrusting faster with each passing moment. A rare glance up showed Andy that the couple were silent now because their lips were busy with each other. They were kissing with wild passion, while they squeezed their human lover between them. Impaling him on both ends with their throbbing green meat. Andy was lost in hogs heaven. His head bobbed with an eagerness he had never shown with any other lover.

Inside him, Broak's cock was pounding. The slap of green skin on pink skin echoed around the room. Huge green nuts smacking into his own so hard they stung. Andy could feel his own cock throbbing desperately. Yet he couldn't take his hands off the orcs, his own pleasure was secondary. He was here to please them and he did not care what they did, just as long as they took him, held him, fucked him. His mind was lost to the lust of the moment.

Broak moaned louder and louder. While Andy could feel the cock in his mouth start to move. Daroc was clearly no longer willing to let the human do all the work. His hips were matching his husband's thrust for thrust. One moment he was empty and the next he was full to bursting with orc cock. His mind could hardly deal with the sensation and desires burning inside him. All he could do was hold still, letting the two lovers use him for their pleasure.

Daroc was the first to break stride. The chunky orc's voice was suddenly lifted up. No words just pure animalistic sounds of pleasure. While his hips went wild and Andy felt his mouth being fucked desperately fast. The orc thickness tickling his lips as it slid back and forth. Andy tightened his lips, sucking harder. Suddenly thirsty for a taste of orc juice, he'd already drunk his own. Now it was time to drain Daroc and he was desperate to savour the orc libation.

As Daroc's screams of pleasure were delicious succour to Andy's ear. While he felt the cock throbbing in his mouth. Suddenly his mouth was filled to capacity, and beyond. Jets of orc semen flooded him, bursting out of his lips, the warm viscous fluid oozed down his chin and neck. Andy did his best to swallow all he could, but the floods were far beyond anything his life so far had prepared him for.

Behind him, Broak was losing all control. The orc's thrusts were coming in so hard and fast that Andy squealed like a stuck pig around both their lengths. Suddenly the cock in his mouth was pulled free and he cried out, rivers of spunk escaping his lips. With the support of Daroc gone, he fell forward, feeling weak and dizzy. His face and chest landed on the bed. However, Broak's hands were still clenched on his hips, the orc holding him up as he slammed his thickness into Andy's stretched ass.

Andy lay on the bed panting and spluttering as he was taken with a strength he had never felt before. The smack of green skin on his ass stung, he could feel his ass glowing as if he'd been spanked hard. With each thrust, Broak grunted. Each passing moment those grunts got louder and faster, Andy's hands clawed at the bedding desperately as he screamed out. From out of nowhere a hand suddenly grasped around his cock. Daroc had come around and snuck back into the fray.

Just one stroke of that huge green mitt was all it took. Andy bit the bedsheets as he screamed out. His body convulsed and he clenched down on the green thickness. While beneath him his cock throbbed over and over as he emptied more cum than he ever knew he could shoot onto the bed of the two orcs he had only just met. Broak's voice lifted up, the beast inside the orc responding to the challenge of his bitch's ass suddenly getting so tight and trying to force him out. With savagery, Andy hadn't expected the orc pounded every last millimetre of his length into the human.

Then he felt it, the warmth inside him and the trickle as cum began to ooze from his ass. Broak's thrusting grew a little slower and more controlled. It seemed like each thrust was timed to get as deep as possible before the next jet of orc semen as Broak rutted Andy's stretched and abused ass. Andy felt utterly spent as the green meat slid out of his ass, the slurping sound of his moist hole releasing its grasp on the cock was something he knew he would never forget. Nor the tickle on his taint as rivers of cum poured out of his well-fucked hole.

With the orc's hands no longer holding him up Andy collapsed down onto the bed. A sweaty, cum-soaked, panting mess. “That was a good start." Broak's voice announced and Andy couldn't help but laugh. He felt utterly spent and weak as a kitten. Yet he also knew he was up for more. He wanted to do everything they asked and more. If this was to be a one-night thing, he would make sure it was a night none of them ever forgot.

“I get his ass next," Daroc replied and Andy blushed to hear someone claiming his ass in such a blatant way. Possibly he should have been angry or offended by the audacity of one person announcing what they will do to him as if he had no choice in the matter. All he could think to do was move to a more comfortable position, but one that left his ass on full display. If Daroc wanted to fuck him, he was not going to say no.

The bed rocked as two orcs joined him on it. Strong arms rolled him onto his side and he felt a chunky body pushing up behind him. While he could see Broak moving over to him. Four orc hands groped at his cum and sweaty soaked naked body. Broak leaned forward and licked up his neck, gathering some of Daroc's cum. Before Andy felt those orc lips press to his. A thick tongue wriggling into his mouth and he got to taste and drink more cum as the orc fed it to him.

Behind him, Daroc moved quickly into position. Andy moaned happily as he felt a thickness pressing to his pucker. There was no worry about it this time. His ass couldn't have been any better prepared. With one strong thrust, Daroc hilted inside him. The orc biting down on his shoulder as he thrust up behind the human. Andy whimpered, sandwiched and held firm between the two. His own hands reached down to grasp Broak's cock. The slickened mass was already hard again. In his mind, he remembered what he'd read about the virility of the orcine species. It was clearly not just a myth.

Andy moaned happily against Broak's lips as he felt his ass being filled with orc cock once more. Daroc's full length slipped easily into his cum filled and stretched hole. This time there was no pain with the entry, he was very sure he would feel sore for days afterwards. However, that was a price he was more than willing to pay. “Mmm not so tight now." Chuckled the chunky orc. Andy and Broak were both far too busy in their kiss to respond.

With each thrust, Andy felt his own cock aching and throbbing more. His hands both grasped around Broak's cock jerking him quickly. Only for two huge orc hands to pull them away. The orc shuffled in his grip and Andy moaned as he felt a thick, hard orc length pressing up against his own. Two massive hands grasped around both cocks, squeezing them together and jerking them quickly.

Daroc wasn't holding back. The chunky orc's groans of pleasure were whispered right into his ears. While Broak never let the kiss break. Andy was trapped between the two and he could think of no place he would rather be. Daroc's length moved faster and faster. With each thrust the orc cock pulled out more of Broak's cum, it ran in rivers down his taint and onto the bedding.

The pleasure around his cock was growing. With each thrust, Daroc seemed to nail something inside him, a wonderful tickling that seemed to dance up his spine. While Broak's fingers worked their shafts, he could feel the thickness and heat of the orc meat, and every throb as it pressed against his own. In his mouth, Broak's tongue was taking whatever it wanted and he gave it willingly, far too lost to the moment to put up even token resistance. He was theirs, to do with as they willed. Submitting himself to their wants and desires utterly.

Grunts and gasps behind him grew by the second. The chunky orc suddenly losing control. His meaty hips slapping against the human's well-used ass over and over as he fucked every drop of seed possible. As their willing human bitch, Andy took every drop. Not holding anything back as he felt himself falling to his third orgasm, feeling a little ashamed of the poor volume of his seed as his milky fluid spurted out over the green length.

“Fuck!" Daroc gasped suddenly rolling onto his back. Leaving a void behind Andy, into which the human fell. Panting, his body drenched in the sweat and fluids of himself and his two green lovers. Just as Broak had promised it would be. However, the orc was not yet done. Andy could see the huge green meat, between Broak's legs. It was fully hard and glistening, blushing the human realised it was his cum that it was glistening with.

Licking his lips Baroc got up onto his knees and Andy gasped. He could see the burning lust and hunger in those eyes. He knew his night was so far from over and his balls were already complaining at how drained they felt. Two green hands grasped around his ankles. Suddenly his legs were heaved up, his body tossed about like he weighed nothing. Andy yelped as the orc was on him, his knees pressed down into his chest, his body bent double beneath Broak.

For the third time, he felt a cock pressing to his pucker and he looked up into those lust-crazed purple eyes. Then he smiled and he whispered, “do it." Before the words had died on his lips his body was filled with orc meat. Broak grunting dominantly. Andy squealed and whimpered, his body trapped and utterly subject to the whims of his lover. Yet his cock was still hard and throbbing as it had never done before.

With his body bent double, Broak was able to fuck his cock deeper into the willing human. Andy cried out, again and again, his eyes catching sight of Daroc, the orc had a phone in his hands. Only he wasn't checking messages. Andy blushed to realise the orc was filming his defiling. He knew he should be mad, that they had not agreed to anything like that. However, all he could think was how badly he was willing to beg to get a copy of the video file.

Broak showed no mercy or hesitation. His huge green hips slammed down hard, his thickness jackhammering into the prone human beneath him. The orc gave him everything and their voices echoed around the room as they both screamed in pleasure. Andy's hands grasped uselessly at the bedclothes. His body ached and his ass stung. However, he wanted more, he needed more, oh so much more. As he looked up into those eyes he knew this wouldn't be the last time he was pinned beneath him. Their night was well underway but had so much more left to go.

With each thrust, Andy felt his aching length tingle and the pressure inside his balls grew. He felt trapped, his body needed something and he struggled on pure instinct. The orc's grip was far too powerful, he was like a mouse trying to fight off a tiger. With each passing moment, Broak's cock reamed his abused, flooded and stretched hole more. The pressure inside him grew and grew. His cock was screaming at him, begging him for release. However, it was stuck, trapped between his body and the orc's.

Andy struggled, more and more. On instinct alone as that pressure built and built consuming his mind. Then without a warning, the pressure suddenly released. A shockwave of pleasure ran through his body and his aching length began to spew forth his pent up seed. The orc above him grunting in triumph as he felt the human orgasming around him. Broak's voice lifting up in celebration of his victory and the sheer joy of the moment, while he released his own load of seed into the human's well-fucked and no longer tight rear.

Unable to think or even move Andy lay there shell shocked. He'd never had a hands free orgasm in his entire life. The afterglow was just as potent as the moment itself had been. It had lasted for what felt like hours, and his balls felt hollow, utterly drained. His body had given the orcs everything he had.

Gasping and panting Andy lay there weak as a kitten as on either side of him the two orcs pushed close. He could feel Daroc's erect length pressing into his thigh, signalling that it was his turn. Andy gave a soft laugh and rolled over, just offering his as up for more. Laying his head down on the pillow and closing his eyes as he just basked in the sensations.

It was no longer morning by the time Andy awoke. It was late afternoon. Although, the sun had already been rising in the sky by the time the orcs had finally had their fill of human ass. Andy had passed out sandwiched between two wonderful lovers. All three of them were soaked in each other's juices and utterly satisfied.

However, he awoke to find himself on his own. Sitting up he winced. His ass was quick to remind him that he had let two horny orcs abuse it for hours on end. Next, his cock let him know that he had abused it too. He had lost count of the number of times the couple had made him cum. Each time he had thought that was it, that he could not give another drop. Yet, somehow, they found a way to squeeze more out of him. Daroc especially had, riding his cock for what felt like hours until his aching balls had finally produced a few drops of his seed for the thirsty orc ass.

Looking around he could see nobody. He remembered his clothes were still downstairs. He shuddered slightly as he sat up and his ass screamed at him. Limping more than a little he made his way out of the bedroom. His nose told him that there was something tasty being made. Bacon! His stomach grumbling, he limped down the stairs.

His clothes were still in a pile by the door, limping over he grabbed his shirt and jeans. “Oh hey, you're up!" A voice called out from the far end of the room. It was Broak, he was fully dressed and clearly, the orc had showered. He was also wearing an apron that had “suck the cook" written on it. Not subtle, but Andy was more than willing to follow those instructions, another day. His thirst for orc cock had been sated, at least for a day or two. Though he also knew that now he'd actually tried it, he would soon be back for more.

“Morning," the human mumbled. “I… had fun." Those words were hardly fit to describe the night they had shared.

“So did we. Daroc is just showering, I am making some bacon sarnies. Nothing better after a night of hard fucking, than a good bacon sarnie." The orc said waving at what was clearly the door to the kitchen. Then he glanced at the stairs. “Actually, while Daroc's in the shower, I have a question for you."

Andy paused in his picking up of his socks and looked at the orc curiously. He wasn't sure what was coming, but he was hoping it might lead to more orc fun, another day after his ass had recovered. The orc scratched his head and looked a little nervous, “I know it's kinda short notice and you probably have plans. However, I was wondering if you might want to come over for Christmas day? Daroc's been down since our last human fuck buddy moved away and we always used to have him for Christmas. So I was thinking if you could come over, even for just a couple hours, it'd make him smile."

“I am free, all day, no plans at all, I could come over Christmas eve even," the words blurted out so fast that Andy knew he sounded like the desperately eager bitch he had proven to be the night before.

“Awesome, don't mention it to Daroc. I want him to be surprised when I get him his 'extra gift'," Broak said with a chuckle. “Now come get a bacon sarnie, Daroc always lingers in the shower after sex, so we have plenty of time."

“Sounds perfect," the human replied and he wasn't referring to the sandwich. As he checked his mobile he noticed he had a text from Sharon asking him what he'd thought of the office Christmas party. He laughed and replied that it had been the best night out of his life.

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