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The subway doors opened and even more people of various species entered the already crowded car. Time seemed to stop as my eyes were immediately drawn to one of the newcomers, a massive orc that towered above everyone else around him. He was wearing a paint?stained tank top which suggested that he worked in construction or a similar field, leaving his hairy and muscular green arms exposed. His chest was also quite big and he had the beer belly to match. His head was shaved and he wore a short beard. I've always been into daddies, so to say that this orc caught my attention would be an understatement.

For a single second, our eyes crossed paths, and I immediately looked away, not wanting to seem like a creep. The doors closed and the train resumed its march. I remained in my corner, trying to focus on my music, but I couldn't stop thinking about the orc. Not like I'd never seen an orc before, they were quite common in this city, but this one was just so… big… and manly…

From time to time, I looked in his direction again. I noticed that people tried to keep their distance around him, likely intimidated by his size. As much as they could keep their distance in a crowded subway car, at least. In one of those cases, I was embarrassed to realize he was also looking at me. And when I looked again, he was smirking.

Oh crap.

I really felt like a creep then. I told myself to stop staring at the orc, but I couldn't help it. And I noticed that after every stop, as people moved in and out of the car, the orc was slowly getting closer to the corner where I was standing.

Until he finally was in front of me, and I realized what else was keeping people away from this orc. He had… quite the fragrant scent, to put it mildly. Most passengers likely weren't pleased by the smell, but no one had the guts to confront the orc about it. But in my case… well, let's say I didn't mind it as much.

My heart was beating fast. I looked at my phone, feigning disinterest, pretending I hadn't noticed him, but I couldn't ignore him for long. When I finally looked at him, he was still smiling. Damn, he was huge, even by orc standards. My face barely reached his chest.

He said something, but I didn't hear it over my music. He then gestured to his ears, and I understood it as a petition (or a… command?) to take off my headphones, so I did.

“That's better," he said in a deep, manly voice. “Now I won't have to shout."

“Eh, hello?"

“Let's skip the preambles, human. I noticed the way you were staring at me."

“I-“

“Don't deny it, it was very obvious."

“I'm sorry…"

“No, you're not. You're just horny."

And then, without any warning, one of his huge green hands reached for my crotch and groped my bulge. I recoiled and tried to back away from him, but he had me cornered, so I just stood there staring at him like an idiot while he fondled my painfully hard cock through the fabric of my pants.

“Or do you have some other explanation for this?" he said, grinning.

“We… we're in public…" I mumbled.

“What about it?"

“Someone could see us…"

The orc looked behind his shoulder and shrugged. “Nah. Nobody cares, they're all looking at their phones. Besides, people tend to keep their distance around me… They can't handle my scent, you know, especially after a long day of hard work" he said, winking. “But you… oh, you seem to like it very much, don't you?"

“Please…"

“Well, since you asked nicely…" his hand released my crotch and I let out a sigh of relief… until this other hand went to my back and pressed me against his body, forcing me to take a deep sniff of his musky scent.

I had to be honest, I greatly enjoyed the orc's smell. The only reason I wasn't already worshipping and licking his sweaty armpits was that we were in public, and I wasn't as bold as he was. I tried to look around, still concerned that someone might be watching us, but the orc's massive body was all I could see.

“Stop worrying and enjoy the moment," he said. “If someone sees us, that's their problem, not ours."

I wasn't sure about the logic behind the orc's words, but I wasn't going to argue with him, so I did my best to follow his suggestion and relax. Or maybe his musk was clouding my common sense. Regardless, I found myself pressing my face against his ample belly and inhaling his scent.

“See? It's not hard," he said as he put his hand on the back of my head and guided it towards his musky armpit. “But I know something that is hard, though," he added with a wink, returning his other hand to my tenting bulge and giving it a squeeze.

I felt completely powerless as he shamelessly rubbed my bulge with his massive hand. I wondered what he'd do if I asked him to stop. Not that I wanted him to stop. Against all rational thought, being at the complete mercy of this brute turned me on immensely. All I could do was breathe in his musk and, as he'd said, enjoy the moment.

His hand on my head slowly descended through my back until it reached my ass, and even though I knew exactly what would happen, my heart still skipped a beat when he groped my buttocks.

“Nice butt," he said to my ear. “Let me just… feel it a bit better."

Before I realized what was happening, he'd slipped his hand under my pants and underwear. I let out a soft moan as his calloused hand massaged my ass without any clothes getting in the way.

“Careful, buddy, unless you want to draw people's attention."

His expression made me think that he didn't really mind that possibility, but I still wanted to keep some discretion, so I did my best to remain as stoic as possible. Which was quite challenging given the circumstances, especially once the orc started rubbing his middle finger between my buttocks.

“You love this, eh? No need to answer, I already know what you think by the way your dick is throbbing," he said, squeezing my bulge with his other hand for emphasis.

“Hnggggg…"

“Let me assure you, you're not the only one who's having fun," he said, winking. “Come on, I know you're curious."

My eyes slowly descended to his crotch, where a very sizeable bulge made its presence known. Hesitantly, I moved one of my hands towards it and stopped millimeters away from touching the alluring tent, looking back at his face as if asking for permission.

“Go ahead. Don't be shy," he said just as he rubbed his middle finger against my asshole, making me squirm.

This was so wrong. But I wanted it so much. With my heart beating extremely fast, I finally placed my hand on his bulge and, after taking a few seconds to fully grasp what I was doing, I started rubbing it.

“Big, isn't it?" he said, smiling.

I just nodded in agreement. It was, indeed, just as big as I'd expect from an orc his size. He was evidently hard, and I could clearly feel the outline of his cock and even his balls.

“All these clothes are really getting in the way, aren't they? I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to get a better feel of its shape… its texture… its warmth…"

He didn't need to say anything else. At that point, I already knew I would do anything the orc asked me to do, so I could only hope that he'd have the decency to stop before we went too far. Whatever that meant.

I didn't even bother to check for unwanted spectators anymore. I just slid my hand underneath his clothes and started fondling his erect cock. It was so big and hard and warm, and its tip was wet with precum. I looked at him and he was smiling again, clearly pleased with my actions.

“Feel my balls too, they're all sweaty and musky, just the way you like them."

Fuck, why did he have to say it like that? I just couldn't resist, and moved my hand deeper inside, digging for his balls. They were very big and hairy, and just like he'd said, very sweaty. I fondled his sack for a while and then pulled out my hand, now dampened by the orc's sweat, and gave it a deep sniff. Damn, he was potent.

“You just love orc musk, eh? You can't help it, you're completely addicted."

I nodded energetically.

“Naughty boy. Now get your hand back in there and give me a handjob."

“A h-handjob…?

“You know what a handjob is, right?"

“Yes, but…"

“Then what's stopping you?"

I took a deep breath, and the musky scent that permeated the air around me was all the persuasion I needed. I put my hand inside his pants again and firmly grasped his monstrous cock. Or at least, as much as I could, as it barely fit in my hand with how thick it was. And then, I started stroking it.

“Good boy."

My own cock throbbed in response to his praise. It was quite overwhelming, giving this musky orc a handjob while he simultaneously stimulated my bulge and my ass, all while trying to pretend that there was definitely nothing sexual happening in the corner of this subway car.

I'd never held a cock that big. While part of me really wanted to see what it looked like, the mystery of it also added to the appeal. I tried to make a mental image of it based on what I was touching. It was quite veiny, and it had a very generous foreskin that covered a good part of its mushroom?shaped head even when erect. And based on all the orc porn I'd seen, I knew it had to be green, probably of a slightly darker shade than the surrounding skin.

Without warning, the orc suddenly pushed his finger inside my asshole, pulling me out of my thoughts. I couldn't contain another moan, this one even louder than the previous one. I looked at him, and he just grinned as he pushed his thick finger even deeper inside me, moving it in circles and making me tremble in pleasure.

“Not so discreet anymore, eh?" he said.

“Sh-shut up!"

“I give the orders here, boy."

“Sorry…"

“Keep stroking. I haven't told you to stop."

“Yes, sir," I said as I resumed masturbating him.

“Very nice. I think you deserve I return the favor."

With his other hand still fingering my ass, the orc slipped the hand he had on my bulge under my clothes and immediately grabbed my painfully hard cock and started stroking it. I was leaking like crazy, and I let out another moan as his massive hand played with my comparatively tiny cock.

“Getting close, eh?"

I nodded.

“Just in time."

He pressed his finger against my prostate, and that finally pushed me over the edge. With surprisingly fast reflexes, the orc moved his other hand to my mouth, muffling what otherwise would've been a very loud moan as I reached my orgasm. He continued stimulating my prostate during it, bringing me overwhelming pleasure as my underwear got completely soaked by my cum.

When my orgasm ended, he finally removed his finger from my ass and his hand from under my clothes. He also grabbed my own hand and got it away from his cock.

“That was fun," he said. “I'd love to stay around a little longer, but this is my stop."

“Wait, what?"

“Goodbye. I hope we meet again," he said as he turned around and walked towards the doors.

And before I knew it, he was gone.

As I regained some clarity after my orgasm and now that the air was free of the orc's musk, I finally looked around me… to see multiple pairs of eyes looking in my direction, and even a few cameras pointed at me.

I felt my face get red in embarrassment.

“That was really hot, bro!" one of the spectators said, giving me a thumbs-up. He was an orc around my age, and he wore a rock band T-shirt and blue jeans. I noticed he had quite an obvious tent in his pants, and he wasn't trying to hide it.

He wasn't the only one. Some guys were even rubbing their bulges as they watched.

“Yeah, thanks for the show!"

“My friends won't believe this."

“That orc reeked…"

“Yeah, but the human seemed to love it."

“What a crazy guy."

Then I felt someone tap my shoulder. It was the orc with the band T-shirt. While he seemed small compared to the other orc, he was still fairly muscular and considerably taller than me. I also noticed that, while much subtler, he also had a distinctly orcish scent, which certainly played a part in the way I reacted to his question.

“Hey bro, could you give me a handjob too?" he said. “I'll let you smell my pits."

While this new orc was no daddy, he was still quite handsome, and I felt my cock throbbing again just at the idea. I didn't give a crap about discretion anymore. I just smiled, and nodded.