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Birds chirped, and the forest bustled with life as the morning sun rose through the sky. Grunts and yells flew out of the small clearing amidst the trees as two figures rolled around on the forest floor. Two green muscled orcs locked in a competition which would prove which one was the stronger, more dominant of the two in a test of strength. The two broke for a brief moment, each jumping to their feet, erections flopping, then locking arms, glaring into each others eyes as they pushed at the other. Each orc's muscles were bulging, as each struggled to get an edge up on the other. "Your time is up, Gnorl!" the younger orc taunted. His body was bare for the most part, having reached adulthood just recently, he hadn't yet earned his tattoos. Gnorl just growled, then swiftly ducked under Kurz to grab his legs. Gnorl was the opposite of Kurz, markings reached all over his body, from his legs to midsection, stopping at his shoulders, all in a shade of violet.

The older orc's effort caused both of them to fall to the ground once more. The forest wildlife continued to go about its business as the two bodies struggled for the upper hand. Kurz had managed to get Gnorl on his back, and was attempting to push his legs up. Gnorl, seeing an opening, let Kurz' pull his legs up for a brief moment. Before Kurz' could do anything with him exposed like that, Gnorl simply kicked up, hitting Kurz directly in the chest and knocking the younger orc off of him. The back of his head hit the ground first followed by his muscle-heavy body. The older orc smiled devilishly, knowing what was coming next as he bore down on the younger orc. In a motion that he had repeated before, he swiftly flipped the dazed orc onto his belly, pulled an ass cheek aside, and sunk his cock in to the olive ring below.

Kurz grunted in surprise as he felt the 10 inch cock slide halfway in, cursing at his defeat. Gnorl slapped one of Kurz' ass cheeks before he ripped his muscle back out of the now-submissive orc's hole, letting it pulse, the tip slightly nestled in his entrance. Gnorl grinned down gloatingly at the younger orc. He loved having control over a rival like this, his ten inches positioned, and ready to sheathe into an orc that was his equal not one minute ago. He leaned down to the defeated orc's ear "Prepare to be thoroughly bred, whelp;" he growled "Never heard of an asshole getting pregnant, but that won't stop me from trying."

Gnorl relished the sensation of victory one final moment before he roughly slammed his hips down, hilting his cock into his target. Kurz gave out a guttural yell as the upper half of his body lurched upward from the dry penetration. Gnorl snarled, grabbing his head, and forcing it back down into the ground. He proceeded to drag his cock back to the tip, then forced it back in, some of his pre-cum beginning to help the passage, just a little. He wanted the younger orc to feel every inch of his shaft burying from tip to base, he was here for his own pleasure, and that included making sure that Kurz new where he belonged.

As he started to get a slow pace going, Gnorl reached down to feel Kurz' erection, it was big, not as big as his own of course. He forced the bottoming orc's legs apart, and pulled his cock so it was uncomfortably laid out backwards, making it hard for him to get pleasure from grinding it on the ground. His pace may have been slow, but he made sure his cock got buried as far as it would go with every thrust, putting an excess of pressure on Kurz' lower half even after he was pressed flush against the ground.

Kurz had never been taken like this before, and was regretting that he'd challenged Gnorl to this competition. It was orc law; all he could do was lie there and accept that Gnorl was stronger, and that his ass belonged to Gnorl until he declared that he was finished. He just helplessly hung there, his big muscled body quivering under the stronger one above him. Every time that cock entered him, it felt like his ass was on fire. He was tensing up with every thrust into his olive ring, toes curling, eyes wincing, teeth gritting, his grunts getting louder and louder each thrust.

Gnorl grabbed the young warrior by the forehead with one hand, the other planted on the forest floor, and pulled both their torso's up off the ground before thrusting his spear directly upon his receptacle's prostate. Electricity jolted through the bottom's loins, causing him to curse out into the open forest. He tried to stifle his cries as Gnorl repeated the motion, but it was too much. His insides were on fire, and his length was out of reach. The older orc, obviously drawing pleasure from the younger's deep yells, kept repeating this motion over and over again.

As the minutes passed Kurz' yells turned into grunts, his ass had become used to the rough treatment and Gnorl decided it was the perfect time to change pace. He let go of Kurz' head, letting the younger green skin drop to the ground as he began speed up his hips more. His precum now liberally coated the younger orc's rectum, making his shaft travel in and out smoothly. Kurz' dick was on fire as the sounds of wet flesh on flesh began to fill the clearing. His passageway making wet slurping noises with every thrust into his fuckhole.

Gnorl looked down pridefully at the young adult warrior. He had made this strong, proud fighter into this yelling, cursing, squirming bottom. Knowing that he couldn't last much longer, Gnorl sped up his pace, and his thrusts became frantic. He hammered away at that ass for 20 or so more seconds, full-speed before hilting his cock fully into that orifice, grunting loudly, and planting his seed deep within the younger orc's asshole. Kurz's whole body quivered as it received the torrent Gnorl's cum. He forced himself not to grunt or yell, knowing that he shouldn't show any sign of weakness.

The two green bodies just sat there for a minute, panting, as Gnorl's cock softened into a half-hard state still stuck in that hole, his cock lazily pulsing a few last times as his orgasms tapered off. With a grunt, Gnorl pushed his upper half off the ground to admire the young, green ass that he'd just bred. Kurz shifted uncomfortably, his cock still hard, and still pinned backwards underneath him. Not ready to pull out yet, Gnorls lets out a breathy laugh, smacking the boy's bubbled butt to watch how it moves "Nice ass, whelp, at least there's one way to see how much you've been training." Kurz' cheeks flare, obviously embarrassed by the comment "Next time I'm going to win, Gnorl."

Gnorl lowered his head down next to Kurz' ear, and growled softly "What was that? Did I just hear my bitch talk back to me?"

Kurz just remained silent, neither wanting to beg, nor provoke the older orc further.

Gnorl paused for a moment more before whispering tauntingly to the lesser warrior "Tell me that you're my girl."

"What!? No, you just-" but his sentence was cut short as he felt a familiar stiffness growing in his backside.

"I never said that we were done, I haven't gotten a hold of a piece of ass in a while, and have plenty more little orc cubs to fuck into your cunt." He teased, smiling lustfully. "Now who's my girl?"

"I...I am..." Kurz whispered, looking down in defeat.

"Your my what? And why?"

"I'm...your girl, because you beat me in a fight."

Unhappy with his response, Gnorl smacked his ass, some mock annoyance showing in his tone as he toyed with the submissive orc "Not good enough, bitch, now what am I, what are you, what do you want me to do to you, and why?"

Kurz paused for a few seconds before throwing away his remaining pride, replying begrudgingly "Your my man, I'm your girl, I want you to fuck my ass..."

Gnorl chuckled a bit, entertained by the Kurz' deep voice submitting to him "Almost there whelp"

"So you can...make me pregnant."

Gnorl, satisfied with Kurz' response, grabbed him roughly by the hips, and rolled over, pushing the younger orc's back up so he was sitting on Gnorl's cock. "Good girl, now fuck yourself on my cock." He said, reaching his hands behind his head, to get more comfortable.

Kurz was now beyond trying to fight back, as he shifted onto his knees, Gnorls cock shifted roughly around in his ass, jamming his prostate and causing his own cock to pulse in need. He still hadn't gotten off. He began lifting his ass up, slowly, his ass slurping wetly against the cock, some cum clinging to the tip, giving the member's owner a nice wet view. Wanting to get it over with as quickly as possible, Kurz sunk back down onto that green pillar, spearing himself on it, then began to rise and repeat the motion. "Ahhh, nice work whelp, now tighten those ass muscles." Gnorl rumbled, enjoying the younger warrior's work. Kurz' cheeks reddened as he flexed his internal muscles around the shaft, eliciting an appreciative groan from his "man".

After a minute or two, Kurz felt like he was going to explode. His cock was whipping pre around as it jumped with his motions. He tried to stealthily reach for it after he heard a particularly loud moan behind him. Gnorl was quick to notice, however, with little more than a grunt he leaned up to grab Kurz' hands, pulling them back and securing them on the ground, forcing him into more of a crab-walk position. Kurz tried to adapt to the change, ignoring his own burning erection as he continued to slide his cum-slick entrance on and off of that hard meat.

After a few more minutes of this, Kurz began getting distraught. His muscles were aching from the strain of repeating the motion, and his arousal wasn't going away. Gnorl, noticing that he was beginning to shake, and that his pace was slowing down, decided that it was time for another change of pace. He leaned up, picking both of them up off the ground, and pushed Kurz off his cock, towards the closest tree, before growling dominantly "Put your hands up against it, and stick your ass out for me." Kurz did just as he was told, his arousal adding to his submission as he voluntarily arched his muscular back, widened his stance, and presented his ass to Gnorl, as well as the rest of the open forest. Gnorl smiled, pleased with how he was affecting the other male. His eyes tracked that perfect sculpted ass, almost mesmerized, Kurz, driven by his need to cum, even gave it an enticing wiggle.

Gnorl brought his face down right next to it, admiring the sight of the pulsing, used dark-green hole as it writhed and opened, as if it needed him back in. He mover his face even closer, pulling the cheeks aside with his hands as he stuck his nose up against the pucker and breathed in. He was greeted with the combined scents of his Kurz' musk and his own seed. He inhaled the intoxicating scents a few more times before he moved his face up to tease the hole with a few tentative licks. After a few of those he began sloppily licking over, and around the orc hole with long drawn-out slurps, enjoying the taste of male musk. Kurz grunted, and moaned deeply as his sensitive hole got a whole new kind of attention. There was no point in being difficult, Gnorl was obviously going to keep fucking until he was done.

Trying to get as much enjoyment as he could, Kurz kept grinding back against the face as it ate his ass out. Wanting to reward the young warrior for submitting, Gnorl made his tongue rigid before forcing it into that hole, eliciting a grunt from above. He began to practically make out with the olive ring, slurping over it, dipping inside every once in a while, pushing up furiously against the entrance, trying to cram as much of his tongue in as possible. He relished in the taste of male sex right in the place where he had deposited his seed. Kurz was loving every minute of attention to his ass as it the tongue ravished everything in and around his aching hole. He would have tried to reach down to get himself off, but at this point he knew better, and that it would only end with him being worse off. Gnorl continued tongue-bathing the the boy's ass for a long while, even going so far as to lick around so that everything inside his cheeks was wet with saliva. Finally, Kurz, overcome with lust, opened his ass with a muscle contraction, and shoved his ass back, and grunted "Just fuck me". Gnorl ripped his tongue out, and stuck his nose back in, inhaling that scent one last time before rising to his feet, he ground his rod in-between the male's cheeks, and pressed his body in to trapping it between their two bodies. He growled out to the other orc, with a serious expression on his face "What are you, and what do you want?"

Right away, Kurz replied gruffly "I'm your bitch, and I want you to fuck me full of little orcs."

Gnorl growled again as he pushed down on Kurz' arms, removing them from the tree. He pushed his tip so it angled into Kurz's wet pulsing hole, then he thrust in brutally, sliding his beast all the way in, as well as slamming his bitch male roughly against the tree. Kurz groaned in half lust, half pain as his body was pressed flush against the tree. With how his ass felt he would have been pushing back against Gnorl if he had been given any room to move.

When Gnorl released the pinned orc's arms, Kurz moved them around the tree to hug it, they wrapped around it completely, and then moved his head sideways so his nose wasn't uncomfortably pressing into the tree with every jackhammer thrust to his nethers. Meanwhile Gnorl grabbed the Kurz' length and pulled it so the upper half rubbed roughly against the tree, just like in the position they had earlier. Gnorl's torso was pressed flush against Kurz' back, and his hands wrapped around the tree as well. His hips continued to piston out-in-out-in, his spear entering horizontally, then being angled up by Kurz' body, the tree shaking with every powerful thrust. Kurz could feel Gnorl's breath on the back of his neck as both orcs panted and grunted like they had been running a marathon, sweat running down their bodies and dripping off them, the sounds of wet flesh-on-flesh prominent in the open clearing, along with the sounds of birds chirping, and the rest of the wildlife going about its business. Kurz felt a familiar sensation growing in him.

The tree's bark was fairly soft, and with his cock in the state it was in, and his hips pushing against it with every spear thrust into his ass, he couldn't stop himself from his approaching orgasm. As the older orc shaft fucked him closer and closer to reaching that peak, the noises coming out of Kurz' mouth became louder and louder, his grunts and moans becoming more and more needy. Finally he was at the peak, his body tensed, and he shouted out "GRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" as Gnorl's shaft continued to pummel him from behind. Gnorl realized what happening, and grinned as he slowly began a drawn out lick from the base of Kurz' neck up the side of his head. Kurz, however, tensed as the orgasm ripped through his body. The first Jet of his seed splashed down in-between the pair's legs. The younger orc's body was writhing, and rippling as Gnorl refused to let up on his spasming fuck hole, ramming his prostate with every thrust. His cock continued to pulse, sending more and more of his essence over the ground for the greater part of a minute. All the while being destroyed by Gnorl, who had his tusks pressed into Kurz' neck, whispering for him to cum like a good girl and other similar lines. Kurz' orgasm finally finished, and the tree had a direct line of his cum dripping down into a larger puddle on the ground in-between the two. In the meantime, Gnorl had never stopped pounding Kurz' and he growled dominantly as the younger orc's asshole stopped spasming around his cock.

Gnorl ripped his cock from the wet hole with a squelching pop, and threw its owner into the center of the clearing, causing Kurz to stumble and fall on his way over, before commanding him to position himself like a bitch would. Kurz shakily rose to his hands and knees, positioning himself in the classic receptive doggy-style position, the open-air of the forest cool on his wet backside. Gnorl walked toward the bent-over orc, his hole gaping, almost as wide as the shaft that just fucked it to orgasm. He squatted down so his feet were in front of Kurz' knees, before grabbing onto his sides, and lowering his cock down to that gaping hole. He proceeded to hotdog in and out of those cheeks a few times, admiring his handiwork on the quivering, sweating orc body beneath him.

Finally, he positioned his tip at the entrance, and began to push in, slowly this time. He felt the warm, wet, soft hole welcome his shaft again as it swallowed him up with a soft slick sound. All was quiet between them save for some soft panting, and the familiar squish of Gnorl hilting that hole. Gnorl waited a second or two before growling "Squeeze, slut, you're so loose I could get off easier fucking my hand." Kurz cursed into the ground, his prick beginning to get hard again as he squeezed his hole around Gnorl, earning an appraising grunt from behind him. Gnorl took no time to pull his hips back and slam roughly back inside of the squeezing hole causing Kurz to lurch forward and groan. The older orc let out a breathy laugh as Kurz re-situated himself, the fatigue obviously getting to both them. Once Kurz seemed to have himself steady on his hands and knees, Gnorl started moving back and forth again, working up a rather quick pace as he went tip to hilt nearly every thrust.

Gnorl was half-moaning, half-groaning as he worked his body to the limit fucking the orc beneath him. Kurz was facing the ground, eyes closed, jaw clenching with every thrust as he tried to gather as much pleasure as he could after such a recent orgasm. Finally, the older orc felt his orgasm rising, he body was heavily protesting as sweat flew off him while he moved back and forth. His thrusts becoming more erratic as he just slammed the last few inches in a and out as fast as he could, his balls preparing to open the flood gates.

With a yelling growl he slammed in just as his first jet ripped out of his cock and into the other body, joining with his last load that was still trapped in the orc's body. He rode out that orgasm on top of the squirming, panting, groaning body as it received his second dose of seed that day. Gnorl grinned as he felt his seed climb up the overstuffed ass and began to leak out the plugged orc hole and down his legs. Satisfied with how stuffed full the orc was, he pulled his cumming cock out painting the outside of the ass with a shot before he moved to the front of the orc, yanking his head up so he was looking forward before shooting a few final shots onto his surprised face, coating it liberally before his massive orgasm finally died down. He pushed his cum-slickened cock into the Kurz' mouth before the orc had a chance to say anything. While enjoying the younger orcs mouth around him, he looked up to see a green face poking out of the bushes, getting a perfect view of Kurz' gaping entrance, coated and leaking his seed. Gnorl chuckled as he felt the tongue swirld along his rod, cleaning it as he spoke out "What are you doing here, Gurok?" He grunted out absentmindedly, focusing on his sensitive flesh getting a tongue-bath. Kurz froze up as he heard the other orc speak "Cheif wanted me to check on you, you've been gone for a few hours." Gnorl just kept his hand planted on Kurz' head, not letting the him talk, as he continued "Well, as you can see, were fine!" Gurok rumbled for a bit, before shouting back "Yes I can see that...mind if I watch a bit?" Gnorl chuckled, bobbing the orc's head on and off his shaft as he replied "Do however you please."

Kurz groaned around the shaft as he felt it beginning to stiffen up again. From the sound of the bushes rustling behind him, he guessed Gurok was beginning to stroke himself. Looks like he was in for another ride...