Brawler
Yeah it's another Skyrim based story about what really happened when Dryston tried to brawl a certain big Orc... takes place before the Hero's undoing of course...
Brawler
The huge green skinned Orc had just stepped out of the warrens of Markarth, still needing to find out who N was. When a heavily muscled young Nord run up to him, introducing himself as Dryston he blusteringly warned. "This little investigation has gone too far into someones business. And it's time you learned a hard lesson." This was a brawl and not the Dragon-borns first one, forgoing his bow and magical glass axe of frost. The big green Orc balled up his huge green fists, and waited his opponents attack. The huge Nord moved forwards aggressively, even if his stance and lightning fast swings proved Dryston was no novice fighter. His first punch glanced harmlessly off the Orc's massive up raised forearms, Cameron responded at once with a heavy punch of his own. His granite hard green fist colliding with the big Nords firm jaw, a mighty blow that would have drove a lesser warrior to his knee's. But Dryston just shrugged it off, and smashed his own big fist into the Orc's flat snout. Drawing a satisfying grunt of pain from the big Orc warrior, who had suddenly realized this wasn't going to be an easy fight even for someone as big and strong as him.
The two brutes collided then snarling and screaming as swift powerful punches were thrown and landed hard. Both Nord and Orc staggered as the circled, raining down powerful blows upon each other. Blood flying as stone hard fists, connected with exposed faces. As the pain and anger sent both Warriors into an almost berserk rage, as all around them workmen and city guards alike paused to watch the clash.
Dryston had been paid well, and fought hard as hard as he had ever fought. But that massive green fist slammed into his rib's like a war hammer, and then as the big Nord covered up. Only to have that mighty green fist smashed into his jaw with brutal force, sending him staggering to one knee. But the big Orc's blood lust was up and as the Dryston knelt there, Cameron stepped in and brought down a heavy blow. Knocking the massive Nord to the stone ground senseless, and then stepped up grabbing the big Nord's belt and hoist body up. Dragging the limp Nord's body up the steps to the high doors of Vlindrel Hall.
Dryston was slowly coming to his senses, as the big Orc dragged him up the ramp into Vlindrel Hall. The thug looked around at the splendid hall, it was almost as big as the warrens or even inn's Dryston sometimes stayed at. And the furnishings were more impressive than any place the young Nord had ever been in. The wall adorn with the mighty Orc's trophies, magical weapons that glittered in the fire light with a power of their own. Glass cases with daggers that seem to hum with deadly magic, on the tables food sat ready to be eaten. The big Orc popped a sweet roll into his wide mouth, and chewed it up as he tossed the big Nord onto a convenient chair.
"Wha... wha..." Dryston mumbled, as he watched the mighty green skinned warrior strip off his heavy Ebony armor.
"First things first... who the hell is N?" Cameron growled, as he turned to smile at the dazed Nord wolfishly. As Dryston struggled to sit up, but his body was still to trembling and weak.
"Nep... Nepos the... the nose." Dryston stammered as he watched the huge Orc, who in fact looked even bigger without his sleek black armor. That powerful green body rippling with hard well defined muscles, the Nord thug gulped as he felt a stirring in his loins. His own leather and ring armor suddenly feeling hot, and uncomfortable as he gazed up at the big Orc.
"Ahah I see... very good." Cameron grunted, as he strolled over towards the big Nord who at last managed to climb back to his feet. "Now normally when I brawl I get a little something out of it... two hundred gold." The big Orc explained, as he looked the strong young Nord with a leering eye. Dryston shivered, he'd already spent the one hundred gold he'd been given for this job.
"But I... I... don't hav..." Dryston mumbled as the big Orc moved up so close to him, he could feel the heat from all that naked green flesh. The big Orc unbuckled the Nords hardened leather armor, and let it drop to the hard stone floor. Much like he'd done to the young Nord only a few minutes before, Dryston stood there shivering in front of him. As the mighty Orc place his huge hot hands on Dryston's chest, palms flat against the mounds of his firm sparely haired pectorals. The massive green brutal, looking directly into the handsome young Nords stunningly sky blue eyes.
"That's ok... I got all the gold I need." Cameron rumbled in that deep Orkin voice, slurred ever so softly by the huge tusks protruding from his lower jaw. It was a lie, they both knew it was a lie. For who ever really had all the gold they needed in this world? No the big Orc needed gold just like everyone else, but there was something else he need. His thick musky male scent more than hinted at arousal, and it frightened Dryston. He'd never felt so powerless before, he'd always been the biggest meanest kid around. Now here he stood before the one male who had ever beaten him down, made him helpless and that male wanted more.
"I... I'm not... I don't... have never!" The handsome young Nord warrior struggled, like a tavern wench who is reluctant to be bedded. But he knew from long experience they always ended up, losing their struggles. He'd bedded more than his share some with soft words, some with lewd promises, some with shear force of muscle. And this big green Orc had more muscle than he did, had already proved that in front of the warrens. Suddenly Cameron closed his eyes, as though drawing power from the rapid rise and fall of Dryston's broad chest. When he opened those dark wild eyes again, his heavy Orcish brow furrowed in sympathy.
"You don't know who you are... do you." It was more of a statement than a question, and if it had been Dryston didn't have the answer to it anymore. Looking up into those eyes the pale Nord feared the mighty Orc was going to delve farther. But worse, he leaned in close an planted a long hard kiss on the confused warriors trembling lip's. Those cold tusks pressing against the Human's roughly shaved cheeks sending a shiver down his spine.
For several minutes their mouths did battle, until at last the mighty green warriors won out through shear lust. Tongues explored each others mouths, tasting the mead one had drank and the sweet roll the other had just eaten. Big strong hands sliding down to lock with each others, contesting at first and then exploring each others touch. The skin of each of their hard rough and callused from swinging weapons or pickaxes. And yet somehow both males handled each other with such tenderness and delicacy that even their palms and fingers felt inviting.
Dryston for who this had been just another job, suddenly felt dizzy with unexpected longing and desire. He pulled out of the kiss, realizing how very wrong this all was he was a male a warrior. The proud young Nord opened his mouth to protest, but Cameron simply smiled and place one thick green finger on his lip's.
"Shhhhshhh." The mighty Orc whispered and them surprisingly lowered himself to his knee's, Dryston looked down in confusion at the warrior who had beaten him. The big Orc's fingers were undenibly sure of themselves as they undid the string of the Human's loin clothe and dropped it to the floor. There was no way possible, that anything other than a fully erect cock was going to come out of that loin clothe. And sure enough what Dryston unleashed was thick, huge and hard, the foreskin already pulled back down the shaft revealing the big purple mushroom shaped head of his cock. The young Nord gulped and danced in place, shocked by the turn of events and his own reaction to them. Cameron slipped his moist lip's around that big throbbing purple glands instantly, making the pale young Nord above him inhale sharply.
"By Talos..." Dryston swore as the Orc's hot mouth wet the head of his hard cock, tongue slithering down the underside of his shaft. And then Cameron opened his throat and swallowed that pulsing erection right down. "OH GODS!" Dryston swore louder, he'd had a few females try to do this but none ever had been able to do so. He was simply too big... too long for them to take, this wasn't the case with the Dragon-born. The young Nord felt an almost crushing pressure on his hard cock, as it was forced down the narrow passage of the kneeling Orc's throat. It was at once a both excruciating compression yet an exquisite pleasure, scalding hot and tighter than anything he'd ever felt. Dryston turned his face upwards, his head rolling back on his shoulders to stare up at Vlindrel hall's ceiling. He opened him mouth to swear or protest, however it was a gush of ecstasy that escaped him.
"Ahahah..." His big callused hands slid down onto the Orc's long braided center lock of hair. And he tried to ease the big Orc's head backwards, but the passively kneeling brutal resisted. The muscles of his thick neck constricted, and Dryston felt even more pressure on the fat head of his thick cock. The sound that escaped the young Nord now, was a loud and tortured grunt of pain and pent up desire.
Even on his knee's it seemed the big green skinned brutal was asserting his control. It wasn't the Orc's throat being raped, it was the handsome young Nords shockingly eager cock. After years spent pleasuring older males in the Orc strongholds, Cameron had complete control over the muscles in his throat. He released the pressure on Dryston cock a little, just enough for the young Nord to begin thrusting in and out. And then slowly began increasing it again, slowing that movement almost to a halt. Only to release and let him gain momentum before doing it again and again. The mighty Orc's calloused hands slid up that pale well defined torso, fingers tickling until they found Dryston nipples. Rubbing and rolling them gently at first, the Nords little male nipples already stiff. And then those strong green fingers became rougher, squeezing and tugging at them roughly.
"Ohoooo." Dryston whimpered, as his hip's bucked and beat savagely against the mighty Orc's blunt green face. Wide slotted nostrils panting loudly taking in the musky male scents of the aroused humans sweating body. Dryston's head fell forwards on his thick neck, his eyes watering brow creased in agonizing pleasure. His mouth gaping... gasping for air... desperate for relief... even as he breathed huskily. "I'm going to cum... I'm going to..." Suddenly Cameron's throat released the head of Drystons cock, and that big green maw pulled back slightly. The young Nord moaned in relief, but it was to late he could feel the building gush inside his ball's. His cock slipped back into the cavern of Cameron's hot wet mouth, and there he felt the surge of his seed erupt filling the big Orc's mouth with his cum! He shot once... twice... but the big Orc didn't swallow it, fear gripped him as a third and fourth weak blast filled the Cameron's mouth to near overflowing. Had he offended the mighty brutal, by cumming in him without permission and very little warning.
Slowly Cameron let the human's still hard and leaking cock slip from his mouth, and then he rose in one swift motion and planted his lip's on the humans once more. this time as they mouths sealed tightly together Dryston not only felt the big Orc's tongue, but tasted his own flavorsome cum as Cameron swirled it around within. They drank it down together, lapping it up swallowing it down. When every last drop was gone, Cameron pulled away with a wide smile and looked down. The young Nords pale dark veined cock was still jutting out rock hard in front of him. "Heheh..." The lusty Orc chuckled, as he remembered the human's initial reluctance to play this game.
Dryston kissed that wide Orcish mouth again, more passionately this time. As his hands explored that dark green body, running through the thick hair of Cameron's chest and then down the treasure trail. Grasping the strings of the Orc's loin clothe he yanked them loose, freeing the biggest cock he'd ever seen. It slapped against the underside of his own fat ball's, dangling and throbbing excitedly between his thigh's. Cameron's big bed was only a few feet away, with a gleam in his eye the bog Orc began stepping Dryston back towards it. Until the backs of the human's leg's hit the edge of it, and both of them tumbled back onto it the Dragon-born on top.
Reaching over to the small night stand, Cameron picked up a small bowl of troll fat. Grinning down wickedly at the handsome young Nord, who suddenly looked panic-stricken once again. Taking a hand full of the slick pudding like fat, the grinning Orc teasingly rubbed it down Dryston's still rock hard cock. The handsome young Nord bucked and moaned in pleasure tortured delight, as his fat cock still over sensitive from it's last orgasm struggled to free it's self from that greasy grip. And then that big hand pulled away, coming to rest on the head board.
The big green Orc straddled the young Nord's body, his round smooth rump hovers over that anxious upraised male organ. Cameron looked down in amusement as the stunned Nord, who had thought he was about to be butt raped by an Orc. And then he lowered himself down until that fat cock head pressed against his clenched asshole. "Not the kinda butt raping you were expecting huh?" Cameron asked teasingly, as his clench hole suddenly relaxed and devoured that eager organ. As again the Dragon-born raped the handsome human's hard cock, rather than the taboo orifice he'd feared.
"Whaaaa... Ahahaha..." Dryston moaned in delight, as that tight taboo pucker caressed his aching hard cock. Unable to resist the lustful young Nord thrust his hips up, against that burning orifice. The troll fat melting from the friction of movement, growing smoother and slicker as that big cock smeared that grease around. Cameron drew in his breath and held it as the Nords hard meaty shaft filled him, as his ass cheeks came to rest on Dryston's pelvis. there he stayed for a moment, his breath held, his chest bursting, that big gree anus on fire with the heat radiating from that hard cock. And then slowly with as much control as he could manage Cameron ass slid up and down that hard shaft. The slickness of melting grease adding to the speed, as that big powerful green body bounced up and down atop Drystons pale human body. Cameron took his hands off the head broad and leaned back, using the powerful muscles of his big round ass and thick thighs to ride that hard human cock. The big green Orc aching his back thrusting his hip's forwards to get a better angle on Drystons prick. He reached back with those huge green hands now, gripping the Nords pale muscular thighs. With his big greasy right hand, he reached forwards and began to jack his own huge green fuck stick.
"Harder..." Dryston begged, as he watched that huge green warrior ride his throbbing cock, like a drunken tavern wench. Cameron looked down at the helpless needy human grinning wicked, forcing the young Nord to beg. "Please..." The big Orc chuckled, as he threw himself down harder and faster on that huge human cock. His fist flying along that long green fuck stick, the melting grease oozing between those tight fingers. Those firm green ass cheeks slapping against the Dryston's pale white crotch loudly. Even as the big Orc stroked his long throbbing cock more and more ferociously vigorously, his big balls bouncing and slapping. With one hand Dryston reached up and grabbed those big swinging jewels, it wasn't easy as they were a moving target rising and falling with ever increasing speed, but he swiftly seized them in a crushing grip.
"Uuuhu!" Cameron grunted as his mighty Dragon-born orbs were grasp and squeezed hard, even as his long cock surged up harder still. "Yeah... play with them rough Nord whore." The big Orc moaned making Dryston smile in self congratulation at having correctly guessed right about the Orc's tastes. The sensation sent shock waves of pain and pleasure through Cameron's big green body. "That all ya gotz brawler boi." The mighty green warrior growled, as the big Nord brawler clamped his fist down savagely on those hefty nuggets. Cameron's well defined pectoral muscles flinched, the mounds of his large strong chest spasming for a long moment. He grunted in that wonderful blend of pleasure and pain, but his rhythm riding that hard cock didn't falter.
The big green hand stroking his throbbing erection, dropping instead to pinch and twist Drystons hard nipples once again. His heavy head rolled forwards, his chin pressing into his own chest. That big green cock freed now tilted upwards, bouncing and surging as Dryston yanked and twisted those mighty balls. Looking down he could watch his fat balls swell as the young Nord fighter squeezed them harder and harder. Until the big Orc thought they would surely burst, their guts splattering out over them both. "Don't... don't stop... I... I'm about to... to..." Before he could finish his stammered words, a huge spurt of cum jetting from his surging cock. It shot into the air and splattered it's way up Dryston's chest and throat in glistening white spirals scalding hot against the Nord brawlers pale white skin. Even as Dryston thrust his hip's upwards as hard as he could, forcing his throbbing cock as far up the Orc's ass as he could manage about to cum once again. The young human cried out as he exploded, filling Cameron's clenching ass hole with scalding heat. The scorching pulse inside of him triggered a second, and then a third jet of cum, decorating Dryston's muscular torso all the way from his stomach to his chin.
As the thrill of their orgasms slowly ebbed away, Cameron shook the last drops of cum from his meaty cock head. And then the massive Orc pulled himself off Dryston's hard cock, and collapsed next to him on the bed. They lay there side by side for a long, lingering moment until their panting eased. And their glistening cocks settled and lay wet and spent against their rippling abs. "So... the Dragon-born Has cum." The sexy young Nord moaned jokingly as he rolled over on that big bed, and began to doze lightly. Until a hot heavy body rolled atop him, and something wet and thick wedged between his pale ass cheeks.
"Yeah and he's about to cum again." That low sexy Orcish voice rumbled into his ear, as his leg's were kicked out wide. "This time inside of you..."
"OH TALOS!"
FIN