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Heavy slaps of hips meeting rump echoed across my bedroom along with my licentious screams and moans. The feeling of my walls stretching so wide and aggressively sent a wave of pleasure from ass to brain. A hand grabbed my hair like it was horse reins while the other groped my reddened, abused ass. It took everything in me to keep my doggy style position as the hunky orc behind me went to town at my hole and made me cry out louder than a rooster.

I turned my head to look at the naked orc behind me and saw that six-pack of his move forward and back along with the rest of his body, grunting and growling in desire. Every time he shoved his entire orc dick inside me, my cheeks would ripple and splashes of sweat would jump up by the force. The squelching of sticky cum that was both inside me and out could rival an orgy. While I was on my hands and knees on top of my bed, he was standing on the floor, right at the edge.

I looked up to see the face of my landlord, Hugh, looking at me with that gaze of a hungry animal. Even though he already came four times inside me, he was still hungry for a good fucking. But so was I.

A hard slap landed on my asscheek and I let out a desperate cry, “OH MY GOD!! YES!!! TREAT ME LIKE THE NAUGHTY SLUT I AM!! YOU’RE FUCKING ME SO GOOOOOOOOOD!!!”

I heard a mixture of a chuckle and growl before another slap hit my other cheek, “ENJOYING YOURSELF, YOU FUCKING SLUT!!?? STILL LOVING THIS COCK REARRANGING YOUR GUTS AND STUFFING YOU WITH MILK!!??”

“OOOOOH FUCK YES!!! I LOVE IT!! YOU’RE STILL SO FUCKING BIG!! AAAAHH!!! RIGHT THERE!! OH MY GOD, WRECK ME!!”

It was honestly surprising that he could still go as rough as he had considering the number of rounds we went. But I was thankful that he could. I could feel that delicious cock hitting me in all the right places. I would normally get a bulge in my stomach with how big he was, but he put so much cum in me that I had a noticeable belly. I’m sure we have been going for hours but to me, it didn’t even feel like one.

A growl I was all too familiar with now came out of Hugh, “FUCK YES!! I’M CUMMING!! YOU WANT MORE OF MY CUM IN YOUR SLUTTY HOLE!!?? WANT MORE OF MY MILK IN YOUR STOMACH!!??”

As if that was even a question.

“YES!! YES!!! GIVE IT TO ME!! BURST MY STOMACH WITH YOUR CUM!! GIVE ME ALL OF IT!! PLEEEEAAAASE!!!”

With a mighty roar and a powerful thrust, another strong shot of cum was deposited deep inside me. Of course, some couldn’t stay in and decided to gush out of me between Hugh’s thrusts, joining the stains of cum that were already on my sheets.

Once more feeling the hot liquid, I moaned loudly. Satisfied and happy having more orc cum. A mischievous laugh hit my ear and I felt a pull on my hair, which made me give out a submissive sigh and crane my head back fully. This made it possible for me to be face to face (albeit upside down) with Hugh. He lowered himself until his lips met mine and we exchanged a heated upside-down kiss.

I lifted my arm to grab the back of his head to bring him closer and he placed the hand that wasn’t pulling my hair on my enlarged stomach.

He lifted himself up after a moment and smiled down at me, “You’re still such a filthy slut. Just the way I love it.”

I smiled as we continued kissing and enjoying the afterglow.

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I contently laid on my chest as I watched Hugh putting his clothes on. He was already buttoning up his polo shirt and smiling at himself at my mirror. My bed was massively stained thanks to all the cum on it (the majority from Hugh thanks to his orc genes) but I didn’t mind. I could clean it later.

Once he was satisfied, he let out a fulfilled sigh and turned to look at me with a smile on his face.

“God, I needed that. I always feel great after being with you.”

I giggled, “I can tell. Especially my ass.”

From his angle, he was able to see my red, fat ass completely covered in his cum. I loved the feeling of that tasty jizz in and out of me so I was in no rush to clean up.

A heavy blush hit Hugh’s face as he let out a groan, “I’m convinced you’re part incubus or something. How your boyfriend can handle you is beyond me.”

Just then, a notification sounds came from my phone. And I recognized the sound as a message coming from Tolk.

I smiled, “Speaking of him…”

I reached for my phone to look at his message. When Hugh and I finished our long fuck session, I asked him to take a picture of my cum-covered and filled ass to send it to Tolk. He probably just saw it.

I turned on my phone and giggled when I saw the message.

Tolk: Fuuuuuuuck baby that is so fucking hot. Tell your landlord next time to make a video. I want to hear you scream taking that dick.

He then posted a picture of his exposed, monstrosity of a dick. Hard as steel, incredibly veiny, and dropping a lot of pre down that shaft. Along with his heavy balls that could shoot a fountain of cum.

I licked my lips looking at that beautiful dick. It’s been at least a week since we last saw each other (the life of a football player is a busy one) and I couldn’t wait to have my boyfriend inside me again.

I heard Hugh let out a chuckle and I turned to look at him. He was shaking his head in disbelief after seeing my reaction to Tolk’s response.

“Yeah, definitely part incubus. If you can still crave dick after taking mine multiple times then you have to be. You won’t convince me otherwise.”

I rolled my eyes teasingly, “I’ll take it as a compliment then. As long as I get to have all the orc dick I want.”

He laughed wholeheartedly. He then paused for a second before giving me a more serious expression.

“Actually, on the topic of that. Could I talk to you about something?”

I blinked and got a little concerned after he said that, “Is something wrong?”

“No, nothing is wrong. I was just hoping to ask for a favor.”

Hearing that, I got myself a little more comfortable and gave Hugh my undivided attention, “Okay, I’m listening.”

Hugh rubbed his hands and began, “I have a cousin who is gonna be visiting me soon. His name’s Ion. At first impression, he could be labeled as…hard to get along with. He’s blunt, standoffish, and always has a serious expression. But he IS a good guy; goes of out his way to help people that need it and will have your back when things get rough.”

Hugh then let out an amused scoff, “He’s also the luckiest guy I have ever met.”

I tilted my head in confusion and he continued, “Things tend to always go his way. When our family all got a virus at a party we had, he was the only one who didn’t get it. And he was with us the whole time! He also could guess in multiple choice questions and get ninety-five percent right. But probably the biggest thing is that the one time he tried the lottery, he actually won. Making him a millionaire.”

My eyebrows shit up at that, “He became a millionaire?”

Hugh chuckled and shook his head, “How lucky is that, huh? He won it a couple of years ago and has been growing since. He started a business that was highly successful, made investments that favored him greatly, even donated to many charities. That one mostly just gave him a solid reputation.”

I let out a disbelieving laugh. That sure sounded lucky. Never did the lottery myself but I can almost guarantee that I wouldn’t win anything.

“Okay, so you have an extremely lucky millionaire cousin. What’s the favor exactly?”

Hugh let out a sigh, “Lately, his attitude has been getting worse. He gets angry quicker, his scowl is more noticeable, and he hardly wants to talk to anyone in our family when something is wrong. Before he would talk to at least two family members but now, not so much. It was only recently that another cousin found out it was because he has been frustrated recently.”

Things were starting to click in my brain, “Is the type of frustration…”

“Yeah, sexually. He hasn’t had any action in a while and he’s been in a foul mood about it. Well, more than usual. He could normally get some action but apparently his recent partners always had ulterior motives. As you can guess, it’s because of his money. And that easily pisses him off. So, he hasn’t had sex in a while out of paranoia and, basically, needs to get laid.”

I grinned and nodded, “I see, I see. So, you want me to sleep with your cousin.”

He returned the grin, “Yeah! I know you won’t try anything: I can confidently say you prefer dick to money.” We both laughed at that. “And he really needs to let out some steam. There is…one small obstacle though.”

He began scratching the back of his head. I turned my head a little.

“Yes?”

Hugh let out another sigh, “Well, he’s straight.”

Oh. That…might be an issue.

“Um, Hugh? I know you joke and call me part incubus and all that, but I’m not THAT good. Believe it or not, I HAVE been turned down by guys before. And most of them were because they were straight.”

“But you HAVE had a lot of straight guys before, right? I’m sure you’ve shaken that ass of yours to get their attention and it worked.”

I looked away bashfully as I gave a nervous laugh, unable to deny it. I’ve had my fair share of straight men before, even before becoming an orc slut. Whether it was because they were bi-curious, deep in the closet, just wanted a hole to fuck, or whatever other reason they could have. All I really had to do was tease them with my ass and they would be tempted.

Of course, it didn’t work all the time. But enough where I can be a little confident (and smug) that I got some action with them.

“Okay, guilty. But do you think it’ll work with your cousin?”

“He’s a tough nut to crack, insert joke here, but I’m willing to bet it would. After all, he’s an ass man.”

Oh. Well, that changes things. Straight guys who love a nice, fat ass always fall for mine.

I smiled at Hugh, “Okay! Count me in! It’s been a while since I’ve had some straight orc dick! So, I assume you have a plan?”

He chuckled, “Of course! And it’s incredibly simple! Might take some time to get him to break though.”

I shrugged, “I’m a patient guy. Lay it on me!”

Hugh’s smile grew bigger and began explaining his plan.

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I exited my apartment and took a nice, deep breath from the fresh night air. A week had already passed and Hugh confirmed to me via message that Ion was here. Which meant it was time for the plan to go into action.

I looked at the wardrobe I had on and smirked. I had a rather simple tank top on along with some gym shoes. But the most important piece were the shorts I was wearing. A nice pair of skintight shorts that clung to my hips and ass like a second skin. They were so tight you could see the jockstrap lines with very little effort. Especially when I stretched or kneeled.

I also brought a water bottle along with me. I’m was gonna be exercising, had to stay hydrated.

Confident with my appearance, I began making my way to the apartment complex’s workout center. Why go to the gym this late at night? Because that’s where Ion is gonna be, working out by himself. Hugh said that Ion preferred having the gym to himself than having people around him, and the only time the gym was left all alone was at night. Which made it convenient to be a little slutty without witnesses. (Though I wasn’t gonna say no to an audience.)

I made sure to take a route that didn’t have walkways or was in front of apartment doors. Families do live here after all and I’d rather not have kids see me with an outfit that left little to the imagination and showed every detail of my ass. It definitely took longer than if I took the regular route but better safe than sorry.

Once I arrived in front of the workout center doors, I steeled myself and took a deep breath.

“Okay. Let’s do this.”

I opened the doors and made my way inside to the very empty gym. It wasn’t huge by any means but it was big enough for an apartment complex to have. The equipment was even well maintained and cleaned properly for everyone. I have come here at times for a nice workout and I could vouch that Hugh left no expense when getting the right gear for gym lovers of all kind.

While it did look very empty, you could still hear the sound of one of the equipment being in use. I walked for a bit to look around the corner of the gym to see what I was working with. Trying to be sneaky and peeking, I took a look and felt my nethers quivers as I let out a small horny gasp.

Sitting on a weight bench lifting a barbell with an insane amount of weight plates was an orc as big as Hugh with drenched gym clothes and maintaining a good steady breathing. He had a buzz cut that matched with his five o’clock shadow and had a serious expression in him, clearly focused on his workout. His gym clothes consisted of a tank top that barely hid his nipples (but could not hide those fat pecs) and baggy shorts along with gym shoes.

But no matter how baggy those gym shorts were, they couldn’t hide the one thing that made orcs so great. That massive, fat bulge.

Since he had his legs spread out, I was able to see that baby to my heart’s content. God, it looked nearly as big as his head from where I was. It would lift slightly when he lifted those weights, making my dick jump a little. And I could only imagine how strong it smelled with all that sweat and musk from the exercise.

But I had to be careful. Hugh said that Ion had a short temper and I had to be wary about what I do or say.

That’s fine. I always liked a challenge. Especially from a big package like that.

I retreated from the corner and dig into my pockets to take out my earbuds. Once I put them in my ear, I took a deep breath and started the plan.

It was simple; I was gonna pretend that I was listening to music while walking in, making it believable that I couldn’t hear the sounds of heavy breathing and the usage of equipment. From there, I just had to be persuasive (charming) enough for Ion to be fine with me there.

I took my first steps forward and turned to walk where he was, bobbing my head and looking down to make it look like I was in my own world listening to music. It only took a couple of steps for me to hear a confused yet loud grunt. I got his attention.

After waking a bit, I lifted up my head to look around the area. Making it look like I was searching the equipment until I saw him. He held his weights up and looked at me as if I just entered his sanctuary without his permission. I feigned looking surprised and jumping a little, hoping that it looked convincing. I pressed my earbuds to pause the imaginary music and started talking.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I thought I was gonna be the only one here!”

Ion’s look turned to one that could only be described as an annoyed glare. He placed the barbell back on the rack behind him, making a clanking sound, and sat up straight to look me dead in the eyes.

“No one comes here at this hour. Who are you?”

I gave a nervous laugh (nervous because, fuck, that voice sounded like a rumbling volcano but hopefully it sounded scared to him) and scratched the back of my head.

“I recently moved in. I asked Hugh what hour there are less people and he told me that at this hour no one was around. That suited me well, so I’ve been using the center during that time. I haven’t see you around though. How do you know that?”

He kept glaring but answered, “I come and go every once in a while. Have had a room here for some years.”

“Oh. That explains it. Um, you don’t mind if I work out here, do you? I promise not to bother you and won’t talk to you unless absolutely necessary.”

This is mostly true. I’ll mostly just let him be, but you can grab someone’s attention without needed to talk to them.

He continued to look at me before letting out a bothered growl, “Fine. You better keep your word. I don’t like talking to people when I’m working out.”

I smiled politely and gave a nod, “Thank you. I’ll let you be.”

He huffed and went back to his weight lifting. I pressed my earbuds again, making it look like I turned on my music, and looked around. It was time for the next step of the plan.

Find a way to make him see my best assets (or ASSets, in this case).

That’s when I saw the squat rack that was decently away from Ion, but close enough for him to see me VERY clearly. I made my way to it and faced the wall away from him. At that point, I couldn’t hold back my smile.

Squats are the type of exercise I excel at. Helps make my already plump ass look even better. And with the shorts I had on? Well, let’s just say I might as well be some very enticing bait for some very ass-loving fish.

I placed my water bottle to the side, put on the weight plates I knew I could handle on the barbell, and got into position. Putting it on my shoulder, I lifted it from the rack, stepped back, and began my squatting.

The first squat, I could already feel the stretching of my short’s fabric hugging my ass tightly. When I went back up, said fabric got between my cheeks and I knew that my ass crack was showing. I even made sure to let out a breath that sounded a little too suggestive.

I squatted several more times before I heard a choking sound coming from behind me. And that’s when I knew that he saw me.

Pity I couldn’t see his reaction. There was no big mirror in front of me so I couldn’t only rely on sound. But it’s clear that he stopped; there was no more grunting and I didn’t hear the sound of equipment being moved either. So, he must have been looking at me.

Pleased, I kept on with the show.

The longer I went, the more my sighs went deeper. Occasionally, I would make it sound slightly like a moan just to mix things up.

That’s when I heard him speak.

“The fuck? Does he not know how that sounds like?”

I smiled to myself as I continued. He would make comments sparingly during my workout.

“What the fuck are with those shorts? They’re too fucking tight!”

“Does he have no shame?”

“What kind of man has an ass that big? It’s bigger than any of my exes!”

Ha! If only he knew the amount of straight guys that have said that about my ass before sticking their dicks in. I don’t know if they eventually converted thanks to me, but I at least know that they became much more open with their desires. Maybe that could happen to Ion too.

Eventually I hit a good number I was satisfied with and put the barbell back on the rack. I grabbed my water bottle and took a nice drink before letting out a satisfied breath.

Putting down my bottle, I did some stretches that showed how flexible I was. Helped my ass look good too. I even jumped a little in place which made my cheeks jiggle.

I turned around to move to the next piece of equipment to use and managed to see Ion turn his head quickly away from me. He sat a little up from his bench so he clearly didn’t do more sets but he tried to brush it off by acting like he was relaxing his shoulders.

His legs were still spread though. And I was able to see that tent just BEGGING to be let go. Fuck, it looked just as thick as his legs. I would give anything to lower myself to that crotch and sniff, lick and wrap it around my mouth. Lower those shorts until that dick jumps out, just waiting to get sucked and worshiped.

I snapped out of it quickly and passed my gaze by him as I went the next equipment, acting all oblivious. I knew I wasn’t gonna be able to always show my ass depending on the machine but there was no avoiding that. I would just have to make sure my ass was aimed at him whenever the opportunity arose. (Just like his dick.)

I would love to say that I managed to break him in a day but sadly that wasn’t the case. It went on for a couple more days with me doing everything I could to make him snap. From using the cable crossover machine, treadmill, stair climber, elliptical, even just kneeling down on a bench using dumbbells. All with my ass in plain view to him and me making some rather questionable grunts. But he was much more resilient than I thought. Not that I was willing to give up.

By the fourth day, I knew I had to do something different. Sure, I could see he was carrying a boner by the time I was done for the day, but what use was that when he won’t use it on (in) me? He just looked like he was having an internal struggle every time I left.

So, I figured I just had to be a little more direct.

Making my way in, I immediately spotted him on the rowing machine. When he looked at me, I gave a friendly wave while I could see him give a resigned sigh.

“Of course you’d come here every day.”

I shrugged nonchalantly, “You’re not the only one who likes a nice workout.”

He scoffs, “You’d be beefier if that were the case.”

“Hey! Not all of us have an orc’s genetics to make us bulk up!” I laughed.

He let out an amused snort, which sounded odd coming from him.

“Sounds like excuses to me.”

I gave him a smirk, “Whatever! I’ll be doing some stretching before using the equipment today so don’t mind me.”

He gave a huff in understanding as I walked to one of the mats placed close by. It was time to put my flexibility to the test.

In position (facing away from him), I made my move.

I started by bending down to touch my feet without bending my knees. This has always been easy for me. I was even capable of placing my hands on the floor. I made sure to start off softly and just show him my long legs and plump ass. I breathed in and out loudly enough for him to hear.

After that, I returned to standard position and then lifted one of my legs straight up until it was close to my head. Yeah, I can do a standing leg raise. (Told you I was flexible.)

I could practically FEEL Ion’s eyes looking at me. I let out small grunts and sighs as I continued stretching. Especially because my shorts were clinging even tighter to my ass. No doubt Ion was having an eyeful of spread fat cheeks showing the area in between them. I wasn’t even kidding. I could practically feel the fabric kissing my hole with how much it was stretching. I made sure to repeat this with my other leg.

Once both legs were on the floor, I could feel the fabric fully inside my cheeks again, showing my full crack.

I proceeded to then separate my legs to make a side split. I got lower and lower until I felt my crotch and rear touch the mat. That time I let out a more obvious moan. I slowly moved up and down, lifting my ass from the ground just to lower it again.

And the cherry on top? I moved it as if I was riding an invisible dick.

I moved my hips just as if I was riding a hot orc’s cock. I knew my cheeks were jiggling so shamelessly. I went faster and harder, making those fat molds create waves as they touched the mat. In the end, I even planted my fully upper body on the floor too, just so that Ion could see only my ass and legs in all their glory. Still, I did continue my moaning so he could hear. And the faster I went, the more pronounced I made it. By the end, I was sounding like a barefaced slut having some rough sex.

I eventually stopped and lifted myself up from the floor, giving off a satisfied moan. Well, a fake satisfied one anyway. I was still very much horny and not filled with orc dick and cum.

I was thinking of the next step to take until I suddenly felt someone pushing me hard.

Everything turned into a blur for a couple of seconds before I felt myself shoved hard on a wall, making me let out a surprised gasp. Thank god my face was to the side otherwise I might have gotten a face full of wall like my entire front body. I couldn’t see who pushed me clearly (though I could take a guess) as he had his hand holding my head to the wall. A strong grip. Huge. Holding me in place and willing to crush me like a watermelon.

That’s when I heard it. The deep breathing. The breathing of someone REALLY frustrated and shaken.

Before I could say anything, the growling voice of Ion hit my ears, “Do you think this is funny!?”

I stayed still not knowing how to answer that, so he continued.

“All these days, you’ve just been showing off that ass of yours with those abominations you call shorts and practically shoving them to my face! And now you start shaking them as if they’re fucking maracas and sounding like some cheap hooker playing it up for her paycheck!? What is your fucking deal!?”

I was about to open my mouth to say something, but he wasn’t done.

“And don’t say that’s how you work out! Nobody works out like that! If I wanted someone to ‘work out’ like that in front of me, I would have gone to a strip club! I don’t need to see that shit! I don’t need a guy’s ass shaking in front of my face! I’m not fucking gay, you hear me!?”

I decided to cut in and speak as calmly as I could, “I never said you were. I was just testing the waters, is all. If you weren’t interested, I figured you would tell me.”

“Well, I’m not, got that!? I’m not interested in some homo!”

I was gonna counter until I left something hard pushed up to my crack. Immediately, I knew what it was and smirked.

“Really now? That thing getting between my ass says otherwise.”

He grunted in confusion. I waited a second for him to look down and the next grunt he let out was more horrified. He let go of me and stepped back. I turned around to see him covering his crotch with one hand will pointing at me with the other, glaring at me all the while.

“This-this means nothing! So you have an ass that’s fatter than a woman’s, so what!? I was just thinking of a chick when I saw yours!”

I rolled my eyes at that, “Honestly, you straight guys all say the same thing, do you?”

His glare went deeper somehow, “The fuck’s that supposed to mean!?”

“Look, fact of the matter is, you were looking at a guy’s ass, MY ass, and ended up getting a boner. And before you say that you’re straight and all that, stop. Just because you saw something you liked in a guy, doesn’t automatically mean you’re gay. Otherwise guys wouldn’t be jealous and/or inspired by other guys when they have a good body. I have a nice ass. An ass is an ass. Who cares whose gender it is? In the end, it’s just a hole that could take a pounding from a hung, hot cock, right?”

An incredulous look appeared on Ion’s face. He looked like he was gonna say something but I continued.

“And again, before you say that straight guys don’t fuck other guys, do you have any idea how many straight guys I’ve had up my ass? All they want is to bust a nut. And if they can’t get it from a girl, then they’ll try and get it somewhere else. And just so you know, a gay guy is never gonna say no to getting some dick. That doesn’t mean they’re no longer straight. Heteroflexible exists, my guy! You can still only like girls romantically, you just now have the option to stick your dick in any hole that wants it.”

He stayed silent for a moment before letting out a displeased growl and made his way towards me again. I was in between a wall and a mass of orc muscle as he glared down on me.

“Don’t compare me to them. I’m NOTHING like them.”

I looked down, appreciating his frame, until my eyes landed on that still rock-hard dick making the biggest tent possible to his shorts. I looked back up at him and smiled.

“Your friend would like to say otherwise. And this isn’t the first time either. The past couple of days, you’ve been fighting keeping that tent down to no avail. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”

I saw him flinch and tighten his body slightly, probably trying hard not to hit me.

But I took the risk and continued, “But I know guys like you have a hard time accepting that. So, how about we make a deal?”

He didn’t say anything, but waited for me to go on.

“I have been the one responsible for putting you in this state, and for that I apologize. Let me make it up to you by helping you deal with it. Just this once. Consider it a free pass. If you don’t like what I’m doing, I’ll never come back to this gym when you’re here and I’ll leave you alone. You’ll have the entire gym all to yourself again. And at the very least, you got your rocks off and don’t have to worry about this situation ever again. What do you think?”

He stared at me for a good while before opening his mouth, “I could also just beat you up and threaten you not to come back.”

“I doubt you want Hugh to find out that you threaten and attacked one of his residents, right?”

A low growl rumbled through his body, knowing and hating that I had a point.

I smiled widely, “Besides, you get what you want without fuss and I get what I want as well. I promise I will leave you completely satisfied by the end.”

He scoffed at that and looked at me unconvinced, “Please. I’ve met many women who said the same thing and they couldn’t even take half of me. What could you do?”

I smirked, “NEVER underestimate a gay man. Especially one who has the bite to back up his bark.”

I then slowly started to kneel down, still looking at him. He kept a neutral expression and just watched, no doubt judging what I was planning to do. Once kneeled, I was face to face with that monster that was begging to come out.

“Allow me to prove it to you.”

I went to grab for his shorts slowly, making sure he was fine with it, and lowered them. Inch by inch, that green slab of meat that could rival a steel pipe made itself known. It seemed like no matter how lower the shorts got it would just get bigger. Eventually, the entire thing jumped out, freed from its fabric prison.

He was working out before I got there, so the sweaty and musky smell was very evident. And it smelled FANTASTIC. It looked just as great as it smelled; green, thick, long, veiny, and with a nice set of balls that could rival a bull. He even had a nice set of pubic hair to compliment the entire look perfectly. It looked bigger than my head, and I knew I had to get that entire thing inside me one way or another. I could tell Ion wanted this just as much as I did when I saw that giant head leaking a waterfall of pre.

But he wasn’t backing down that easily.

“Tsk. Fine. Knock yourself out. Don’t blame me when you suffocate on it. And the second I hear you wanting a break, it’s over.”

I looked at his dick before I looked back at him, “Fine by me.”

I tenderly grabbed his dick and lifted it up, seeing and appreciating just how glorious it was. I let out an excited breath out I gave it a light stroke. I made sure to have my other hand massage his balls. Leaning on that fat meat, I smelled and brushed my lips to it, getting that scent of masculine musk in and on me. I let out a needy moan.

“Fuck, your dick is perfect. So fucking big. Those girls you hooked up with didn’t know what they were missing.”

Ion flinched a little and clenched his fists, “You’re just a dick loving fucking faggot, aren’t you?”

I aimed my mouth on his tip and smiled at him, “You’re about to see just how right you are.”

I opened my mouth and took at least three-quarters of his entire length on the first go. Immediately, the familiar salty and musky taste of a sweaty cock filled my palate and I let out a muzzled moan that vibrated across it. His thickness stretched my mouth so wide I could feel the veins of that cock assaulting my walls, just the way I love it. Every time I bobbed my head, I made sure to take him even deeper until I felt my chin touch his balls and my nose dug in his pubic hair.

The growling sounds of annoyance and arousal hit my ear the hardest once I deepthroated him.

“ Hhrrrrrrrrrgh. That’s…that’s impossible. No woman could…so why could you…?”

I then put in more effort to my sucking.

I pulled back to the head and push forward to the base, went faster, and tightened my throat more. More of his tangy taste fell on my tongue, especially once he started shooting more pre.

Ion’s growl grew and become more desperate. Whether because he was feeling the growing pleasure of my mouth or because he was still coming to terms with the fact a man was pleasing him, I didn’t know. What I did know is that he had his hands both placed in the wall behind me at this point, pushing on it like he wanted to break through. Looking up at him, I could notice he had his eyes closed and his face was tightened into one that almost looked pained. Eyes shut tight, teeth showing, the whole deal.

Didn’t stop him from making some comments though.

“Uuugh…hhrrrr…fuck! Why!? Why does this…feel good!? Fucking shit! This shouldn’t feel good! Not from a guy! Grrrrrrrh! ”

I took out his dick and dove down to suck on his giant balls that were still left untouched. Ion made a rather interesting sound from that and opened his eyes to see me sucking and enjoying his eggs. With a pop, I let go of them and dove my nose to smell right at the base. The heavy, musky stench of a man who worked out entered my nostrils and I moaned out like the slut I was.

“Oh my god! You taste and smell so fucking good! I could suck your massive cock for hours! Those girls didn’t know what they were missing! Your cock is literally perfect!!”

Ion could only look incredulously after hearing that before I went back to sucking on that green pole, picking up speed. I took the chance to move my hand behind me, go under my tight shorts, and start fingering myself. I felt the wetness from the lube I applied a while ago. Despite not having succeeded the previous days, I still prepared myself on the off chance I did.

The view that Ion was seeing must have been leaving his mind very conflicted. A guy was inhaling his cock as if it was the best meal ever and playing with his fat ass like a submissive whore. I could almost see him having an internal battle whether he is enjoying it or not. (Though it was obvious he was.)

He shook his head as if trying to snap out of a trance, “No. I can’t…let you win. I can’t…”

With that, I knew he was close. So, I took a deep breath and went for my finishing move: deepthroat that monster cock, stay there, and tighten my throat.

His eyes widened. He lifted his head up high and let out a roar that sounded similar to a mighty battle cry. And that’s when I felt jet after jet of orc cum being deposited straight to my stomach. And he wouldn’t stop cumming. I felt that milk filling up my stomach and making me feel all warm. Anyone getting this much would start feeling full, but I could never get enough.

For what felt like minutes, I held on and felt him still shooting, him growling and grunting like a madman all the while. Once I felt his shots diminishing, I finally drew back, the sound of gurgling accompanied my return. His spit-covered cock shined from the lights, looking like polished metal. With a wet pop, I released that green slob of meat and breathed in deep. I stayed there looking at that now wet cock while catching my breath, marveling at how fucking huge and tasty it was.

“Holy shit! That was amazing! You tasted so good!”

I looked up at him and gave a big smile, “I would love to have this dick any day of the goddamn week! Those women know nothing about what a good cock is! They should have worshiped you for carrying such a monster!”

Ion just stood there, deathly still. I didn’t notice before but I couldn’t even see his eyes anymore. They were covered in shadow, looking almost like an animated character. Didn’t know that was possible. But still it made me nervous. I was expecting a scream or insults being thrown at my face, but I was just met with silence.

“Ion?” I hesitantly spoke.

And it seemed to have been the magic words.

In quick succession, he grabbed me, lifted me up, turned me around, and shoved me back to the familiar wall. So we returned how we started. But this time, there was a shift. Instead of heavy breathing, I heard a growl. A predatory growl that I was all too intimate with.

Ion’s lips went close to my ear and I felt that raspy voice speak.

“Fucking faggot. Doing whatever you want. Fine. You want my cock that badly? I’ll fucking give it to you.”

I felt him grab the top part of my shorts and, in one swift motion, tore off a good chunk of fabric, leaving my bare jiggling ass exposed for the world to see. I gasped and shivered as I felt the cool air of the room kiss my cheeks. My body submitting itself in anticipation for what’s to come.

He continued, “No man should have an ass like this. You made it look this fucking fat on purpose, didn’t you? To get all the guys’ attention. You’re just a faggot with a pussy for a hole, aren’t you? Well, I’m gonna treat that fucking pussy how it fucking deserves.”

A harsh slap that echoed through the gym landed on my ass, making me moan out in surprise and lust. It didn’t take long for me to feel something being pressed in my hole. And feeling the head, I knew what it was.

“Even if it hurts, you better not tell me to fucking stop.”

With zero hesitation, he pushed and shoved all the way inside me until he bottomed out.

I threw back my head and let out a pained moan. Fuck, he wasn’t kidding. My walls felt like they were burning from that hard thrust. Thank god I prepared myself before coming, otherwise it would have felt much worse.

True to form, he started thrusting hard and fast, not caring about my state of being. And fucking hell, he was gigantic. It felt like a truck was pile driving in my ass. His dick head was poking at the inside of my stomach and feeling like it wanted to come out of there like a snake alien.

Moans were coming out of my lips like an alarm bouncing off the walls. I relaxed as much as I could to take him until eventually that fire became more pleasurable. That’s when I was really starting to enjoy it.

Fuck, he fucked like a beast. Unrelenting, brutal, and so deliciously deep. Even his growling was incredibly primal and only focusing in his own pleasure. His entire scent of musky sweat surrounded me as I took all of him in. The smell of a sexy, stinky orc engulfing me and claiming me as his bitch. Just the way I loved it.

I pushed myself back from the wall to meet him halfway, making me feel my cheeks jiggle even more from the impact. Ion’s growl mixed with a groan.

“God fucking damn it! Why do you have to be so good at this!? You’re fucking milking me to the base! Fuck, WHY!? It’s so un-fucking-fair! Why couldn’t it have been some hot chick instead of a fag like you!?”

I couldn’t say anything as his assault can only make me let out moans, so I responded with tightening my walls around his shaft. He begrudged groan followed after.

“ Ggrrrrrrhh!! FUCK! Fuck it! I don’t care anymore! You’re gonna be my fleshlight until I fucking say we stop! We’re not leaving until you’ve dried up my balls tenfold! You got that faggot!?”

I nodded my head furiously, focusing more on taking in all of that thick length that felt like it was splitting me open. This didn’t seem to satisfy Ion though. He grabbed my hair and pulled, making me face the ceiling.

“I SAID, YOU GOT THAT FAGGOT!?” He screamed, which followed with a hard slap to my ass.

“YES DADDY!!”

Oh. Didn’t mean to shout that. That dick was really fucking up my brain. (Among other things.)

Somehow through the thrusting, I could have sworn that his dick got BIGGER. He did slow down and looked at me with wide eyes before he shaked his head and continue railing my hole.

“Oh, fucking hell. Why did I fucking like that? Shit. The fucking worst time to get a kink. FUCK.”

Huh. Well, that changed things. He seemed to also like getting praised so I took whatever strength I had to egg him on.

“OH MY GOD DADDY!! I LOVE HOW BIG YOU ARE!! YOU’RE STRETCHING OUT MY PUSSY ALL THE WAY!! FUCKING WRECK ME LIKE THE NASTY FAGGOT I AM!! MAKE ME FEEL ALL OF YOUR BIG, JUICY COCK, DADDY!! OWN MY PUSSY!! PLEASE!!”

A heavy growl echoed through my ears before another slap to my ass was given. The thrusts grew harder, and I could feel his giant balls smacking onto my taint.

“YOU WANT ME TO FUCKING RUIN YOU, FAGGOT!!?? OH, I’LL RUIN YOU ALRIGHT!! BY THE TIME I’M DONE WITH YOU, THAT PUSSY OF YOURS WILL BE TOO LOOSE FOR ANY COCK!! I’M GONNA STUFF YOU WITH SO MUCH COCK AND CUM, YOU’LL BE IN A COMA!!”

Another slap.

“YES!!!~ DO IT, DADDY!!~ MAKE ME FAINT ON DADDY’S COCK!!~ I DESERVE IT!!~ PUNISH MY PUSSY!!~ JUST LIKE THAT!!~ OOOH FUUUUUCK YEEEEEEESS!!!~”

By this point, my moans were mixed with whines. It made me sound more like those porn girls that were trying too hard to sound seductive and needy, but I couldn’t really help myself. That cock was just doing it for me, you know?

I felt Ion’s hand go under one of my legs and lifted it up. With the new angle, his cock attacked some different spots from past before, which made me whine even more.

The way he kept fucking me was so brutal, my body was singing a separate tune from previous sexcapades. He was after his OWN pleasure. And that kind of hardcore action was just the kind that scratched that perfect itch. I am nothing if not a purebred slut for massive orc cocks.

After a minute, I heard Ion growl again, “YOU’RE JUST A SHAMELESS FAGGOT WHO LOVES GOING AROUND AND RIDING FAT COCKS, AREN’T YOU!!?? NO ONE COULD TAKE ALL OF ME IF THAT WEREN’T THE CASE!! HUH!!?? ANSWER ME, FAGGOT!!!”

He pulled all the way back and gave a hard thrust as punishment, making me cry out lewdly.

“YES!!~ I LOVE HUGE ORC COCKS, DADDY!!~ I LOVE HOW BIG THEY ARE!!~ BULGING, MASSIVE, TASTY, AND FULL OF HOT, JUICY CUM!!~ OH MY GOD!!~ THEY’RE SO PERFECT!!~ ALWAYS FILLING ME UP IN ALL THE RIGHT WAYS!!~ I FEEL SO EMPTY WITHOUT ONE IN ME!!~ I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT ORC COCK, DADDY!!~ AAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!~ ”

I felt a shift. His grunts and growls started to sound more desperate. He held my leg more tightly. And I knew that he was close.

“FUCKING DAMN IT!! FINE!! TAKE MY FUCKING CUM FAGGOT!! THAT’S ALL YOU’RE GOOD FOR ANYWAY!! SHIT!! SHIT!!! I’M GONNA FUCKING-!!”

I meowed to him, “YES!!~ GIVE IT TO ME~!! YES~!! YES!!!~ ”

Like a bullet from a gun, a river of delicious orc cum came out of him and into my hungry belly. Another war cry assaulted my ears and the entire gym, sounding like an orc from centuries ago who was going in for the kill. He pumped and pumped while giving heavy, slow thrusts, yet every thrust shot a stream of white orc milk directly inside my hungry hole.

I could only moan out in pleasure as more of this hunk kept pouring more in. My stomach inflating every second. The heat of all that cum and the heavy thrusts were enough to get me to cum as well. An abysmal amount compared to the orc but still a huge amount for me.

Once he released his final shot, he dropped down and leaned his upper body on me, his face close to my ear. We were both breathing and appreciating the afterglow. I couldn’t see Ion’s face that well but I had a big satisfied smile. Fuck, sometimes straight guys just give you exactly what you need. My stomach felt like it got fed a massive buffet, though I preferred this over lower quality food.

I then heard and felt a growl going straight into my ear, “Don’t think for a fucking second we’re done here faggot. You wanted my dick, you’re getting my dick. And I say when we stop.”

I felt a shiver spreading all over my body. It was a mixture of fear and excitement. But, let’s be honest, it was mostly excitement.

After that, it was a barrage of multiple fuck sessions.

He had me in doggie style on a leg curl machine, pulling my hair and slapping my ass like I was a horse. Though he focused more on my ass.

“FUCK, THIS ASS IS FUCKING PHENOMENAL!! I COULD FUCK IT ALL DAY AND NEVER GET TIRED OF IT!!”

“IT’S ALL YOURS DADDY!!~ WRECK IT AND MAKE ME YOUR BITCH!!~”

“THAT’S WHAT I’M DOING FAGGOT!! SCREAM MORE FOR ME!!”

He had me ride him reverse cowgirl multiple times in different locations. Though the most prominent was when I did it in a mat and did the same thing I did before that made him break. Legs split, upper body down, ass jumping up and down. But that time, right in his dick. That way the only thing he saw was my fat ass doing exactly what it was meant to do.

I felt his caress my ass and (or course) slap it while watching it jump and jiggle on his cock, “Holy shit!! How’d you do it, faggot!!?? Mmmffffh!! How’d you make your ass so fucking perfect!!?? It’s better than any bitch I’ve seen!!”

I had my eyes closed and was moaning a storm when I answered, “A lot of work, daddy!!~ I love making my ass look good!!~ Especially for hot hunks like you!!~”

A pleased growl and another slap on my ass was his response.

He had me in my kryptonite position, the full Nelson, while sitting down on a leg press machine. How we were able to fit I had no idea, but I was more focused on that dick hitting all the right places and making me cum multiple times.

Ion took notice, “OH, YOU LIKE THIS POSITION, HUH FAGGOT!!?? LOOK AT YOU CUMMING OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!” He looked at me shooting, “HA!! IS THAT ALL YOU CAN SHOOT!!?? THAT’S NOTHING COMPARED TO AN ORC!! ISN’T THAT RIGHT, FAGGOT!!??”

“YES DADDY!!~ YOU’RE FILLING ME UP WITH ALL YOUR HOT CUM!!~ I LOVE IT!!~ GIVE ME MORE DADDY!!~”

And that he did. I lost count how many times he came inside me. But what I can say was that there was so much cum he shot that a lot of it ended up coming out. My ass and his cock and balls were absolutely covered in white, bubbly orc cream. The squishy, squelching sounds every time he thrusted in became more pronounced as he refused to stop. And every time was at a different location in the gym.

I don’t know how long it lasted but I didn’t care. Even if I was eventually shooting blanks, I wanted him to keep using me until he was fully satisfied. Somewhere along the way he did take off all his clothes so I was able to see him in all his sweaty, hunky glory, so that was nice. Though he also ripped off the rest of my clothes as well. At least his were still intact.

Though I did notice something much later. As time went on, Ion was becoming more…affectionate. Compared to when we started, he was toning down his harsh tones and really enjoying himself. He was still fucking me like a wild beast (as he should) but his words didn’t have that much bite to them anymore. Even when he called me faggot, it didn’t have the same tone as before and was more like a pet name.

When I was holding on to the racks with the dumbbells as Ion went to town, he was grabbing my hips and leaning on me as he whispered in my ear.

“Fuuuuck faggot. How are you still so TIGHT? I’ve never been milked this good. What are you gonna do? I can’t just let this fucking good pussy go. I need more of it.”

“Mmmmhh!~ You can have it whenever you want daddy!~ Anytime, anyplace!~ I’ll milk your fat, hot cock every time!~”

I felt him smile, “Yeah? You’ll give me your pussy anytime, faggot? You better. This is your responsibility now. You don’t just give me the best fuck of my life and walk away. When I say I want that pussy, you give it to me. Got that, faggot?”

I nodded as I meowed, “Yes daddy!~ Please!~ Whenever you want!~ It’s yours!~”

A pleased growl hit my ear, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum again. My last load, faggot. Take it. Fucking take it.”

“Yes!~ YES!~ Give it to me, daddy!~”

And another shot was deposited inside me. Though a lot of it ended up spilling out when he pulled out to thrust again. Some of them even jumped to land on some of the dumbbells. I felt a dry orgasm hit me too and I moaned along with him as the high of pure sexual bliss overwhelmed us.

We stayed there for a while, just hovering over the dumbbells. Breathing in air, I noticed just how musky and heavy it was. And I also noticed our bodies. They were sweaty as all hell. Not only was I stuffed full of cum, I was covered in my and Ion’s sweat. No doubt I smelled like a stinky orc bitch. But that was my favorite way of smelling so I certainly didn’t mind it.

I could actually feel Ion finally going soft inside me as he slowly pulled out. I didn’t even notice until now but he hadn’t even taken his dick out ever since he shoved it in. I was feeling incredibly empty the more he took out until his mushroom head popped out of my hole, making even more of his hot cum come out like water in a water fountain.

Ion looked at the view and grunted in disbelief, “Fuck. Did I do all that?”

I moaned in response and lifted one of my now extremely reddened cheeks to show him more, “That’s right daddy. It was all you.”

Ion huffed and shook his head, “Fucking hell, I was pent up. I haven’t cum that much in…I don’t know how long anymore.”

“Pity. Hot orcs like you deserve to be served like this.”

I could see a faint blush form in his face from the praise, but he avoided eye contact. He also had a hit of a scowl but I could see it wasn’t in anger, so that was good. He must have had some internal conflict.

“Right…um…”

“Well, this is a sight to see.”

A new voice made us quickly turn our heads in that direction and we were met with a familiar face.

Ion was the one who spoke (or more screamed), “HUGH!?”

My landlord lifted his arms and gave a shrug, “In the flesh.”

Ion quickly grabbed the closest thing to him (which was a weight plate) to cover up his cum-covered dick. Which it barely could. I could see that he was trying to come up with an explanation in his head.

“Um…this is-! It’s-it’s not what it looks like! We-um…!”

“Calm yourself, Ion. I’m not mad at you.”

Ion looked confused, “You’re-you’re not?”

Hugh chuckled, “I mean, sure, it would have been nice if you had taken this someplace else like the showers or a bedroom, but I’m not mad.”

A heavier blush compared to last time hit Ion’s face, “Uh, well I…”

Hugh then turned to me, “Hello Javier.”

I smiled at him, “Hello Hugh!”

“Judging by your state, he went all out on you?”

My smile grew bigger, “That and more.”

Hugh laughed, “Well, at least I know you’re satisfied.”

Ion looked at both of us, “What? What’s this about?”

Hugh turned to him again, “Ion, you remember that guy I told you about? The one who I couldn’t stop gushing about?”

The other orc’s eyes widened in recognition before he pointed a finger at me, “That was him!?”

“Ion, meet Javier. The one and only orc slut.”

I bowed to Ion, a little teasingly and a little respectfully, “A pleasure to meet you.”

I could see the gears turning in Ion’s head, “Wait. Then, if he’s here and you’re not mad about it…”

“I asked him to meet you and see if you would hit it off, yes.” Hugh confessed.

Anger slowly creeped to Ion’s face, “What the hell, Hugh!? You know I’m straight! Why the hell would you do that!?”

Hugh crossed arms, “My dear, anger-prone cousin. Do you know that most of our family are currently walking on eggshells whenever you’re around?”

The cousin in question blinked, “What!? What does that have to do with-!?”

“A while ago, your temper ended up growing and growing to the point that there was a permanent frown on your face. We wanted to know what put you in such a bad mood but you would always brush it off at best or yell at us at worst. It wasn’t until our cousin Emen found out it was because you were sexually frustrated.”

Anger once more appeared in his face, “She had no right to-!”

“She was worried bout you, Ion. Especially after you broke one of her plates?”

His anger turned to a flinch, “That…that was an accident.”

“She was still worried about you. So, she did a little digging and found out why you’ve been acting like an asshole recently. Turns out, you haven’t been getting any action and when you do, it’s always the girls who want your money more than your dick. I’m even willing to wager that all of them couldn’t handle your size, huh?”

Silence. Which was all the confirmation Hugh needed.

“Thought so. So we, or I in this case, decided to take matters into my own hands. And that’s where my lovely friend…” He gestured at me. “Came into play!”

Ion tsked, “Friend? I think you mean slut.”

“And proud of it, thank you very much.” I spoke out.

He looked at me with an expression I couldn’t make out, but it didn’t look hateful so I considered it a win.

“Anyway,” Hugh continued, “I needed someone who not only was capable of taking big dicks like an orc’s, but one who can keep up with someone so pent up. I didn’t know who to ask or turn to for something like that until I met Javier. Now, I didn’t immediately think of you when he showed up. Too busy satisfying my own urges for that.” Ion squirmed at that. “But when you told me you were visiting for a few months, the idea came to mind. After all, I knew you had a thing for big butts and Javier has some of the biggest pair I’ve seen. So, I asked Javier for a favor, told him all this, and he agreed to it. I figured if anyone could tempt you, even if you were straight, it would probably be him.”

Ion looked at me with a look of annoyance, “So you WERE actually flaunting at me on purpose.”

I shrugged, “It worked, didn’t it? Besides, can you really be mad after everything we did?”

He sighed and turned to Hugh again, “And do you think you were right? With your ‘you need to get laid’ theory?”

“Well, let me put it this way. Before, you would actually be yelling in anger at the top of your lungs and maybe even punching things to vent your frustration. Now, you are standing there, annoyed but listening, barely yelling, and haven’t thrown a single punch my way since I entered. What do you think?”

There was silence for a minute. I did find it funny that we were all standing in Hugh’s gym with two of us naked, clearly having had sex, and one of them holding a weight plate in front of his dick while the other was there with his ass filled with cum. But I didn’t say anything. Especially if that would make Ion more annoyed. Or mad.

Eventually, he let out a long, pained groan and relaxed his shoulders, “Alright, fine. I’ll let it slide. But do this again and I’m not letting you off easy!”

Hugh smiled, “So long as you control your temper and do something to quench it, I’ll stay out of it.”

“Tsk! Fine. Deal.”

“Great! Now!” Hugh clapped his hands together, “Let’s take care of other business!”

Both Ion and I looked at him in confusing, but it was me who spoke.

“Other business?”

I certainly would remember if there was other business that Hugh wanted. The only thing he talked about was for his cousin.

He raised an eyebrow and smirked, “I hope you didn’t forget where you decided to have your fun. Because my gym certainly didn’t. Look around you.”

We both did. And my entire body froze in place.

Almost every single inch of the gym was covered in cum. Especially the equipment. It finally registered that Ion moved me to different locations of the gym and pounded my ass until he came. And because I was gaping from his size, a lot of cum came out of me and fell on the floor or the machines. And it was almost every single equipment that was stained! Some of them I didn’t even remember how we fucked on while others I wondered how we did it. I was so cock-high that my brain couldn’t register how we managed that.

Hugh spoke up, “While I’m happy that the idea seemed to have worked, my gym paid the price. And I can’t have my equipment, that’s gonna be used by my other residents, all stained and smelling like an orgy. So, because you both caused this, you’re gonna help me clean up.”

Ion’s face turned even redder than before, “R-right. Yeah. That’s, um, that’s fair.”

“Good, but first, take a quick shower in the communal. Well, probably longer for Javier. He’s STILL dripping.”

I looked down and, sure enough, cum was still coming out of my hole. Which meant that I was STILL staining his gym. And we were talking for so long! How much cum did he put in me!?

“Oh shit! Uh, yeah, heading there now!”

I got out of the puddle of cum I created and made my way quickly to the communal shower, hearing Hugh laugh along the way. I entered one of the showers and started to clean myself as much as I could. After a while, the sound of another shower turning on hit my ear. Must have been Ion. Since the showers didn’t have a curtain, I was able to see him through the corner of my eye.

Focusing on me, I tried to clean out as much orc cum out of me as I could. I tried not to make any sound by doing so but it was a little hard not to at least whimper when I tried scooping out Ion’s white cream. Because of this, I heard Ion finish before I did. I heard him walk away before stopping for a bit, letting out a sigh, and walking out. Didn’t see why he sighed but considering I had my ass aimed in his direction with my fingers inside digging out cum, I might’ve had an idea.

Once I was satisfied no more cum would cum out (though I did feel some still inside me), I went out and saw Hugh and Ion with cleaning supplies getting to work everywhere there were stains. Ion recovered his gym clothes and already put them on, though they themselves were probably also dirty. Something for him to clean later, I was sure.

I made my way towards them and sheepishly looked at Hugh, “Okay, I’m here to help. But, um, my clothes got destroyed so I won’t be able to cover up.”

Hugh snorted and held back a laugh while Ion blushed and avoided looking over at us.

Getting himself together, Hugh grinned at me, “Well, I doubt Ion and I would mind a bit of a show while we clean as long as nothing more happens. I’ll make sure to get you something to cover yourself once we leave. Until then, start cleaning you little orc slut.”

I smiled a little and joined them. We were able to get rid of the stained before they became a problem thankfully. Ion even managed to find some hard to notice spots that were stained. Throughout the cleaning, I kept feeling like they were watching me at times. Especially when I had my ass aimed at them. I knew it wouldn’t lead to anything, but it still made my body tingle a little getting these sexy orcs’ attention.

After finally finishing, Hugh went to get some clothes for me in my apartment. (He had a spare key he could use with my permission.) While waiting, Ion lifted his hand towards me.

“Hand me your phone.”

I blinked at him, but complied by opening it and passing it to him. He tapped at it for a minute before he handed it to me.

“Here.”

Getting it back, I looked at the screen and saw that he put his contact info. “Ion” added to my contact list.

“I messaged myself so I could save your number too. So, if I call for you, you better come running to me as soon as you can. You got me to fuck faggot pussy, so you better keep at it. You got that?”

I bit my lip at his aggressive talk and typed on my phone a bit before showing him what I did. His contact’s name was changed to “Daddy Ion” with a cucumber in between two green hearts.

I smiled at him, “Whatever daddy wants, he gets.”

He looked at it for a moment before turning away and shaking his head, “Fucking hell. I should not want more of this. Me. Fucking a guy. And liking it? Fucking take me now.”

I looked down at his gym shorts and noticed a slight bump, “I mean, I would, but we should probably not do it here again.”

He just gave me a side eye glare before mumbling to himself and walking to the exit. As he was about to go out, he paused for a second and turned his head slightly towards me.

“I, uh…thanks. I guess. I’ll call you soon.”

And walked out.

Well, he was certainly an archetype. One I definitely didn’t mind. I had my share of straight men who loved to fuck my ass but I had to say, he was definitely on the more vigorous side. But that made the sex all the more hotter in my opinion.

When Hugh came back with some clothes (and a promise to fuck my brains out later because my ass gaping that much turned him on A LOT) I dressed myself and walked back to my apartment, smiling like I won a million bucks. The minute I laid on my bed I immediately took out my phone and started messaging Tolk.

Me: Babe!! OMG!! You won’t BELIEVE what just happened!!

Yeah, the job of an orc slut never rests. I would never let it.