Adventuring Mishaps
Story by Arkham_Beast on SoFurry
Something that was inspired by some of the fantasy-themed stuff from JinoTheStray on Twitter
The city of Puperea is located near the center of the world in a neutral nation, a pretty big city where only males seem to reside, strong and powerful males who become among the most powerful adventurers in the world. A small quirk that the people of Puperea have, and the reason for its name, is the leather masks that they regularly wear. Most people think it’s a silly accessory with its canine-like shapes and designs, but to the adventurers of Puperea, it is actually the source of their powers and a cute way to hide their identities.
Although the magic in them does have a bit of an influence on them as they tend to have some dog-like perks, they developed a habit of growling, snarling, whining, sniffing at things, and just being a bunch of adorable doggos in general. And today we’re going to follow a group of said adventurers on one of their wild adventures.
*KA-BOOM* A huge explosion echoed around the deep parts of a cave dungeon, the entire place rumbling and quaking around, almost on the verge of collapsing. “By the gods! Will you watch it with those spells of yours!?” The berserker and tank of the party, Seiman growled at their mage after their brief bout with some trash mob they came across. The tall, light-skinned, tanky-built man towered over everyone in the party at 7+ feet in height with mountains of muscles bulging out everywhere, even his neck and shoulders were pretty thick, and the scars all over his body are just medals from the many battles and adventures he’s been through.
He was dressed in nothing but a short, furred loincloth with a front pouch to hold his hefty junk, furred spaulders, as well as leather forearm and foreleg bracers with furred edges, thick bandages around his hands and feet with heavy weights around his wrists and ankles for added strength and stability when he swings that huge sword of his. His mask resembled a bulldog with white and brown coloring, his bald head exposed to the elements, cooling off a bit from the wind gently blowing against his sweaty head.
“S-Sorry…” Edmond, the mage of the party apologized with a quiver in his voice. The leaner man of the group had a long, sleeveless mage’s coat with a hood at the top, both fit arms and legs exposed. Holding his long staff with the head carved to resemble a hellhound biting down on a large mana crystal, in one hand, while the other was behind his back, cutely kicking at the ground in shame. His mask resembled something close to a dalmatian, white with black dots, his short, dark brown hair glistening with sweat from both the heat and the energy he exerted so far in the dungeon.
“Easy, Sei. You almost got jumped, in case you haven’t noticed.” Enzo, the warrior, and leader of the group gave the bigger male a pat on the back to calm him down. His slightly hairy, chocolate-brown body glistened from sweat as drops of it cascaded down each muscle, flicking his thick dreads to get some sweat out of them, his black and tan doberman almost blending into the rest of his body, color-wise. His outfit was similar to Seiman’s, but he had a harness around his upper body holding a furred cowl in place and leather shorts covered from the back with a short blanket of fur, the middle slightly extended almost like a tail, his feet covered in leather shoes, his back holding the sheaths of his dual longswords.
“Ennie~! Sei-Sei’s being mean to me!” Edmond whined as he scooted closer to the warrior, snuggling up to him and pressing their bodies together, pretty clearly showing the size difference between them, Enzo being 6-foot+ while Edmond was around 5-foot 5 or 4 inches. One, sly hand cupping an ‘accidental’ feel of one of Enzo’s pecs.
Feeling the ‘accidental’ brushing and squeezing over his pecs, nipples especially, Enzo let out a tiny, discrete gasp but kept himself composed. “Now now, Eddie. You did go a tiiiiny bit overboard with that last fireball.” He explained patting the shorter male’s head. “And you, Seiman need to be more calm. Pretty sure I saw you take a bigger fireball to the face once and only came out with some blackface.” Hearing that, Seiman let out a deep snort of frustration, the kind that comes out of both the nose and mouth, before walking away.
“Come on, let’s find a place to camp in for a while.” Enzo suggested before following the large male down one path, but as they were searching he glanced down one, narrow path… then did a double-take as he peaked in, his eyes glimmering with joy and excitement as he saw the biggest chest he ever witnessed in his entire life, the whole thing was pretty sturdy-looking and reached up all the way to his thighs. “Oooo-ho-ho-hooo, come to papa~” He stalked up to the chest, looking around to make sure no other monsters were around.
“Ennie! Where did-” Edmond and Seiman peaked inside the same path that the warrior went into, their eyes bugging out in fear. “Enzo! NO! Bad dog!” Edmond scolded as he stomped over to Enzo.
“What!? Look at the size of this thing!” Enzo exclaimed, gesturing at the large chest in front of him. “Just imagine the treasure inside!” Without heading his party’s warnings he flipped the lid open… and so nothing but sharp teeth and a huge, slimy tongue. “Ah, crud…” Before he could move away, the tongue lashed out and slurped him right in, as tendrils with a tongue-like texture, and just as slimy, coiled around his body, keeping him in place. “Ah, guys! Help!” He kicked and struggled as the tongue slowly slithered along his front, covering him in thick slime, the tip firmly grinding against his bulge. “Gyah! Guys!”
“Oooohhhh! Sorry, boss!” Seiman suddenly yelped in very clear fake distress. “I apparently stepped on something pretty sharp and, uh… can’t move mah leg.”
Enzo yelped as he felt his pants and harness slowly melting away, his long, thick cock flopping out, followed by his heavy balls once the front of his shorts melted away. “Ah, shit! Eddie!”
“Awww, so sorry, Ennie.” Edmond replied in the same fake tone as Seiman. “I think I’m out of mana and I didn’t bring any mana potions with me.” He had a pouch full of health and mana potions strapped to his waist.
“Ah, dude! Come on!” He was kicking a bit more trying to push himself out of the mimic’s slimy mouth, but the more he struggled, the more those tendrils tightened their coils around him. “Yipe!” Another yelp escaped his mouth as he felt the monster’s wide tongue tip firmly rubbing against his exposed hole, letting out an amused churr. “Oh… Ooohhh, shit… Awwwhhh…” His body suddenly relaxed once his ass and pucker were given plenty of attention, letting out a small whine as he felt two tendrils spreading his ass cheeks wide open, giving that tongue more access to his most sensitive part.
Unknown to him, Seiman and Edmond were watching intently, both rubbing their cocks through their clothes as they panted hotly, Seiman growling lustily as he glanced down at the much smaller male… then grabbed him by his head and turned him to face him. “I think I have a way you can make up for almost roasting me, earlier.” He said with an almost evil grin as he pushed the mage down to his knees, freeing his huge, angry cock as he did, it was almost double Enzo’s size overall, throbbing angrily, demanding attention.
“Oh… guess saying sorry isn’t enough?” Edmond suggested, but he wasn’t fighting against the berserker’s grip, reaching up with his hands to rub at the large cock in front of him. “Oh my… so hot…” He moaned deeply as the heat of Seiman’s cock tickled his palms while the bigger man’s musk did to his nose, pressing his nose against the side and taking a deep huff as he stroked it, his hands barely fitting around it.
Enzo, meanwhile, just had the last bit of his clothes dissolved away, leaving nothing but eaten tatters on the ground around the mimic, save for his mask which was protected by the same strange magic that gave him and his people their powers and his swords which disappeared somewhere while he wasn’t looking. “Uh, guys… what’s happening out *schlup* THERE!?” He jumped as his body stiffened as he felt that monstrous tongue slipped into his ass. “Shit! No, no! Pull it out!” His ass, chest, and his legs were his most sensitive spots for such sensual touching, and with that tongue and those tendrils just working his entire body over, he was shaking and quivering as his pleasure sensors were all overwhelmed.
*schlp slrp shlap schlick slrk* That tongue started working his ass properly, jabbing in and out of it, going deeper each time it went in, spreading him wider in the process. “Oh… oh gods… Awwwwooooo~!” He let out a weak howl as his entire body almost curled in on itself, shooting a very generous load all over the mimic’s tongue, all while it kept working his hole hard until his body went limp from the intense orgasm.
“Oh, looks like they’re done.” Seiman noted as he pulled away from the lust-addled mage, stuffing his hard cock, somehow, back into his pouch.
“Oh come on, I still wanted it!” Edmond huffed and whined, but stood up eventually.
*hawk-PTOO* The mimic literally spat out Enzo, sending him slamming into the far wall behind him, splattering lots of mimic spit all over the wall before sliding down, the world around him spinning. Another spit and it returned his swords as well… and apparently with a small gift as well, cackling mockingly with a high-pitched, demonic voice before disappearing from sight in a *POOF* of dark purple smoke.
“Oooohhhh! Is that the KobolNut Bracelet?” Edmond’s eyes glimmered with fascination as he picked up the gold bracelet with a scaly and horned motif, a large, oval-shaped ruby embedded in the front, the name it got was because it, somehow resembled a kobold’s balls, although there was no proof that that was the material used or not. “This increases the potency of all fire spells, regardless of type, almost three-fold.”
“Oh, no you don’t!” Seiman quickly swiped the accessory from the mage’s hand. “You almost blew us and the cave away with your normal spells. I’m holding onto this for now.” He said as he stuffed it into his pouch. “Now, let’s go check on our fearless leader.”
They went to do just that, looking down at him just as he woke up from his daze. “Now… what did we learn, Ennie?” Edmond asked in an amused, mocking tone.
“That you two are fuckwits?” Enzo replied as he flipped them both the bird before standing up. Noticing his state of nudity he let out an angry snort, flicking his lips to get of all the slime. “Great… replacing my gear is gonna cost a fortune. Least it left my swords alone.” He grabbed his swords and almost put them back in their sheaths… then remembered that the mimic ‘ate’ the sheaths as well with its dissolving drool. “Let’s just go, already.”
About an hour later, the party of three found a nice and safe spot to make camp, although they didn’t carry any fancy equipment, just some bedrolls and the tools to make a campfire. Although, none of them was in the mood to rest.
Enzo and Edmond were occupying one bedroll, both naked save for their masks as they ground their cocks against one another with the warrior on top, kissing hotly and messily, meanwhile, Seiman was nearby watching them and jerking his cock while rubbing and teasing one thick nipple. Suddenly Enzo pulled back and grabbed his cock, pressing the head against Edmond’s hole and shoving himself in, instantly started pounding away much to the mage’s delight, who barked and yelped in pleasure as that cock punched deep and in all the right places.
“This is what you get… grrrhhh… for being such a… mmrrrfff…. smart ass!” Enzo growled and snarled deeply, in a voice almost not his own as he thrust harder and faster into the smaller male, making Edmond howl weakly with each jab of his cock. “Not so talkative now, huh? Cat got your TONGUE!” He yelped as well and his body stiffened a bit as he felt a very familiar sensation on his pucker, sending a pleasant shiver from his feet up to his head and straight down to his cock.
“Says the guy who got his ass eaten by a mimic of all monsters.” Seiman mocked, giving Enzo’s ass a hard *SMACK* before he went back to eating him out, spreading those tasty cheeks wide apart to expose the soft, delicious, winking, slightly gaped pucker between them, almost demanding his tongue get back in and work it, which he gladly obliged.
Enzo’s entire body was shivering and quivering under the berserker’s expert tongue, leaving him whining and groaning needily, his hole clenching and shaking around Seiman’s tongue. “Fuck… d-don’t… stop…” He panted out, unable to move from the overwhelming sensation, but Edmond didn’t mind, just watching their party leader’s expressions of absolute lust like this was enough of a turn-on for him as Enzo rarely puts himself in these kinds of situations.
“Who said I was planning on it?” With another hard *SMACK* to the other ass cheek, Seiman pulled away and raised himself up to his knees, keeping one cheek pushed aside with one hand while the other grabbed his weapon of a cock, slapping it hard right on Enzo’s hungry hole. “I’m just getting started, Ennie~” He said the warrior’s name with a tiny bit of amused malice, pressing the very thick head to his hole and pushing in.
“Oh! Ah… shit! Ow, ow, fuck!” He tried to relax as much as he could, but that cock was just too thick and he rarely lets anyone back there. “Ah, fuck! Seiman… please, easy… e-EASY!” He cried out as he felt his hole finally stretching open for Seiman’s meat spear to enter. *ssshhhlllrrr-POP* “HE-YIPE!!” Enzo let out a pretty loud yelp as Seiman shoved the head in, tears welling up in the warrior’s eyes. “Mother… fucker…”
“Nah, boss. Not my thing. I prefer tight man-ass.” With another menacing grin, Seiman THRUST the rest of his cock in, electing a very loud howl from Enzo that echoed for a long distance around the dungeon, the pain and force with which the berserker’s cock slammed against his prostate sent him over the edge as he seeded Edmond’s ass with a very voluminous load.
“Oooohhhh, yyeeeaaahhh. That’s the stuff~” Edmond moaned deeply, gently biting his lower lips as he felt Enzo’s load pumping hard into him, crossing his legs firmly around the warrior’s waist and pulling him in.
“I ain’t done, yet!” Seiman growled as he grabbed onto both Enzo’s arms and pulled them back, lifting his upper body off the ground, showing Edmond how his cock bulged out the warrior’s belly, stretching his abs slightly. Then the thrusting started *WAPCLAPSLAPLAPLAPWHAP* as he hammered into Enzo’s ass mercilessly.
Enzo’s mind was instantly sent over the clouds, the cock rearranging his insides, the overwhelming musk of the berserker caving his insides in, the force of each and every thrust, the roughness of it all, he was instantly lost in the pleasure of it all, tongue flopping out of his mouth, drool flowing out the sides and dripping everywhere, mostly all over Edmond. He completely surrendered himself to Seiman’s ruthless mercy.
“Gonna teach ya too… rrrhhh… show off that tight ass, like that!” Seiman growled in both anger and lust as he pounded into Enzo with all of his might, the loud slapping of their bodies echoing all around them, each thrust with enough force to drive Enzo’s cock into Edmond with equal force. “Fuck… SHIT! TAKE MY FUCKING PUPS, BITCH!! ARRRWWWOOOOO!” Seiman suddenly let out a loud, deep, almost monstrous howl as he pumped what felt like gallons of thick cum deep and hard into Enzo, the warrior’s belly quickly plumping up as it was filled with generous volumes of jizz.
Enzo himself let out a weak howl as that triggered his second orgasm, pumping a weaker load into Edmond, who hit his own peak at the same time, spraying himself with his cum, completely drenching his front.
Eventually, all three came down from their orgasms, huffing and panting, or in Seiman’s case, growling and snarling, for breath, their bodies glistening with sweat as heat and musk faintly, but visibly wafted and emitted off of their bodies. Seiman suddenly let go of Enzo’s arms, letting him flop limply over Edmond, who gently wrapped his arms around the bigger male, soothingly petting the back of his head. “There there, you’ve been such a good boy~” He added a small kiss to the cheek, but judging by Enzo’s blank expression and twitching body, he didn’t hear a thing.
Slowly Seiman pulled out of Enzo’s ass, his cock dislodging with a loud and wet *schlop* looking on with sadistic pride at the warrior’s wrecked, gaping hole fighting to close back again as his load gushed out. “Fine ass right here. You should get a turn, Eddie.”
“I think I’m fine, thank you.” He replied, not wanting to overwhelm Enzo even more… then he noticed the warrior’s soft and gentle breathing… “Besides, I think you knocked him out good, already.” He giggled softly as he gently rubbed the sleeping warrior’s head, giving him tiny and soft scritches. Edmond and Seiman decided to do the same, so the berserker brought the other two bedrolls and lined all three together to make a bigger place for them to sleep, both drifting off almost as quickly as Enzo did.
They slept longer than they intended and were eventually forced to leave the dungeon. Apparently, another party came in and defeated the boss of this dungeon while they were sleeping, so there was no reason for them to stay, so they got out of there, quite disappointed.
“Well, that was a waste of time.” Seiman huffed in irritation, his large axe lugged over one shoulder.
“Well, if a certain someone didn’t fuck me into a coma, we would’ve woken up faster.” Enzo replied with a slight growl in his voice, a slight wobble in his step, and was completely naked, save for a belt that Edmond swiped from a defeated monster.
“Well, we did get this.” Edmond said as he inspected the bracelet they got from the mimic, excitement glimmering in his eyes.
“Just make sure you aim your fireballs far, far, FAR away from people.” Seiman warned with a deep snort.
“Yeah, yeah, I hear ya.” Edmond rolled his eyes as he put the bracelet into his pouch… then gave Enzo a playful swat to his bruised ass, making him jump from the extra sting. “But now, we need to find someplace where our leader can relax his ass~”
“Very nice ass~” Seiman added with his own smack to Enzo’s other ass cheek.
“I am seriously going to kill the both of you.” Despite his words, Enzo was blushing deeply under his mask while his cock grew hard and stiff in seconds, bouncing like a springboard with each step he took.