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"N-no... I'm not..." He weakly retorted, feeling more shame crushing his self-esteem. Angelo made the mistake of averting his eyes to the other Orcs, as they wore masks of amusement and hunger. The priest swallowed the lump rising in his throat, clenching his watering eyes shut to hide from the domineering gazes as he shivered from the hands wandering across his torso.

They groped at his lean pectorals then stroked his quivering stomach then pinched his nipples, already erected from the cold's touch. Angelo gulped back a gasp, his lips trembling and eyelids squeezing tighter shut as his sensitive nubs were tormented. They were tweaked, rubbed, encircled by the warm fingertips until the Chieftain had enough fun with them and realising that the priest won't make a sound.

Angelo's internal cheer of victory was short-lived when a large hand took a hold of his penis. The Imperial cried out in utter shock as the intimidating hand gently rubbed him through his loincloth. The priest squirmed, attempting to buck the intruding hand away only caused him more pain as it encouraged his body into betraying him. The tell-tale tingling in his loins and the mounting heat of his flesh were large indicators.

Oh Divines, he had never been with a man. He had been with a couple of women before he was drawn into the celibacy of Priesthood by 23 Rain's Hands. Now here he was being molested by a brute of an Orc, exposed to the mocking sneers and lustful stares from the other Stronghold males. He can't be enjoying this! He is a devotee priest of Arkay for goodness' sake! He isn't attracted to men! He is better than thi-

"AH!" He cried out in relief and lose when the hand finally let his half-erected cock go. The priest panted as he tried to regain a composure of sorts.

Suddenly his loincloth was unknotted then tugged away, leaving the Imperial's nudity completely exposed.

He was flipped upside down, his shoulders pressed against the unyielding earth as his legs were spread and trapped between steel-strong thighs and forearms to fully expose the poor priest's crotch and rump. Angelo was startled by the rough hands grasping his buttocks, keening in rising anxiety as his cheeks were pulled apart. The squirming and clenching ring of muscle was made visible to the Chieftain, the succulent pink-brown colour was pleasing to the eye. A light scattering of hair surround the wrinkled passage that cover the fleshy globes.

The Orc knelt down to the quivering hole, sniffing the heady and musky scent before he huffed air into the clenched muscles. The priest gasped, squirming anew in determination to get away from the humiliating position he was in. His fellow Orcs chuckle at the struggling human, someone commenting that he was like a worm wriggling in front of them. The Chieftain grinned at the amusing imagery. After a minute of teasing the anus with puffs of warm breath, the Orc drags his long and thick tongue across the wrinkled, velvet skin.

Angelo cries out in shrill alarm. The sudden wetness and heat continued to grind against his backside, shivering from the foreign sensation. He was disgusted.

Why would any person lick there was beyond his understanding. Oh gods, it was unpleasant! It was all slimy and hot and so, so wrong! It was as if something foul, like a slug or snail or leech was squirming against him, attempting to find refuge in his rectum that was so filthy and so unclean!

His face was burning from utter humiliation, tears of shame and frustration slide down his face into his hairline. Despite how revolting the Orc's fervent licks were, it was such an odd sensation that melted into another sensation altogether.

A shimmering glow seeped from his backside to his tensed legs, making his toes curl. His breathing was coming out in heavy breaths, frosty clouds of exhale plumed into the air before him. The shimmering glow grew into a sensual golden heat that pooled between his hips, snuggling against his leaden stomach, which melted into something as light as cotton wool. He moaned softly, enjoying the divine feeling that swoops him away from his predicament. Angelo grew lightheaded, indulging himself in this rare pleasantness.

His body acted on its own accord as it responded to the sensual lapping and caresses. His slim hips rolled into the Orc's face. The dangling cock began to swell in size as hot blood flowed into it. The Imperial's fully erected member, quite impressive for his kind, bobbed to the rhythm of his rotating movements. He was caught in the currant of ecstasy. Liquid fire ran through his veins as the sense of euphoria grew tenfold within his belly.

The Chieftain's tongue swirled around the puckered hole before inserting the tip of the yielding, slick muscle. His cock was beginning to push against the russet furs, pulsating as he explores the tight hole and twitching at the erotic sounds spilling from the Imperial. He slithers in, flexing his tongue against the restricting ring as the tasty hole began to accept the intrusion. The slick pink slab of muscle ground against the tight ring, successfully persuading the uptight flesh into becoming placid. Satisfied the Chieftain positioned his chunky little finger at the eased passage, sliding it alongside his twisting tongue with little restraint. After experimentally stretching the flesh, he began to add his ring and middle fingers to apply thrusting and scissoring motions to the divine virgin-tight entrance.

The moans and gasps and cries from the Imperial increased in volume, rippling throughout the afternoon air and interrupting the singing of birds and the passing of a zephyr. The priest's cheeks were alight in a snowberry red, as his mouth hung open with a shiny strand of saliva trailed from the corner of his erotic pink lips. His eyes were unfocused and glazed over, pupils dominating the irises and whites. His hair was now freed that blasted hide tie, the marvellous locks of golden brown were arrayed around his head, mimicking a halo of sorts.

All four of the Orc's long and thick fingers pumped in and out of the tight human, curling them at one point to rub at the throbbing walls to find that particular bundle of nerves. A hoarse scream ripped from the young man beneath him, the flushing uncut cock before the Orc trickling clear beads of liquid from the tip. X marks the spot. He removed his mouth as he sat up a bit, still thrusting his calloused fingers in the wanton priest.

Angelo was lost in the whirlpool of pure pleasure. The golden heat is pushing under his skin, engulfing his entire body. Oh by the Nine, he has not felt this good before nor has this existed in his nostalgic and imaginative dreams of eroticism. It stung a little at first when he felt something solid push into him, longer and thicker than the tongue, but it quickly made it up to him by heightening the bliss he felt. He allowed more chunky digits, he realised after, enter him to give him more pleasure. Oh fuck, how they stretched him then struck that wonderful spot within him that the priest had no knowledge of shot through him like an electric currant.

He wanted more, more and so much more.

Angelo felt the firm but gentle grasp of the Chieftain's hand on his arm, being lifted up from the cold earth then pressed against the warm, solid green body and furs. His head flopped onto the massive shoulder, groaning softly from the slow but deep penetration of the fingers within his arse. He began to buck his hips, mindlessly humping against the beast of an elf to relive his weeping, aching cock and get that special place inside of him touched again. Oh, so good...

I am liking this AA! blushing while I'm reading! wow!

utterly delectable!

"Will you hurry up and fuck the Imperial bitch already! My cock's getting cold and is rearing to fuck that arse!" An obnoxious, deep rumbling voice complained. It belonged to an Orc who appeared near identical to the Chieftain in size with the one good eye, however the only difference between them was the crimson red of his war paint and the Chieftain's hair done in dreadlocks that pile atop his great head. The Orc stood defiant instead of regretting his impatient declaration and disrespect towards his Chieftain.

"You know the code Yamaz... The strongest and bravest Orc takes the first taste. I know you're still pissed about me becoming Chieftain brother, nonetheless Malacath has spoken and chosen wisely." The Chieftain smirked smugly at his glowering brother, grabbing then pulling the Imperial's buttock aside to show more of his skilful ministrations to the shining brown hole. The slick sounds increased in volume, causing a few Orcs to groan at the erotic show taking out and massaging the ache out of their own great, dark green rods of rigid flesh.

The Imperial was panting, bucking against the Chieftain with urgency. The Orc could feel the iron-hardness of the priest's leaking cock, drops of pre-come stuck to his elf pelt and exposed abdomen. The brutish elf turned the endorphins-drugged young man away from him, laying him on his front across the Orc's lap. The long, rogue flushed cock was slotted between the green boulders of the Chieftain's great thighs. After ensuring that the Imperial was positioned comfortably, the Chieftain pounded all four of his fingers in-and-out mercilessly.

Shrill cries and shrieks of abandonment ripped from Angelo's throat. His vision blurred in colours as he raced towards the fine edge of pleasure; that wonderful internal place within him being vigorously petted lent more energy to the building fire than what his stimulated cock offered.

With a few more thrusts from the Orc's fingers, the Imperial raced over the edge into explosive bliss. His back was curled into a graceful arch, his final cry of utter pleasure echoed throughout the Stronghold. The young man's seed gushed out like a geyser, it rained down on the ground and a few white strands decorated the Chieftain's olive green calf.

Angelo has never orgasmed this hard before.

The Orcs groaned at the erotic show of the priest's ejaculation, a few that masturbated came into their fists as white liquid spilled over thick green fingers.

As the panting Imperial gradually sobers from his orgasmic high, the Chieftain lifts then sits him upright on his now bare lap as his throbbing hard cock rests up against the lush rump.

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Hi guys, sorry about the delay of the update. I won't be posting for a while as my prelims/practice Exams are next week.
When that's all done and dusted, I'll get back to this as soon as I can.

See you all soon~

Sad this has been abandoned! It was getting really good. :(

Angelo startles from the feel of something solid and hot nudging against him. He looks into the Chieftain's face, puzzlement and alarm written in his features. The brutish Orc replies by cupping the fleshy cheeks, massaging them as he sensually teases the winking entrance with the throbbing tip of his erection.

"This is where the real test of endurance begins..." He whispers huskily to the worried Imperial, leaning forward to catch and nibble on his plump bottom lip.

The Orc was kissing him! Angelo went stiff then relaxed when the Chieftain laid gentle kisses on his mouth, before he fully claimed the priest's mouth by coaxing the flushed lips open then sliding in his thick tongue. The Chieftain controlled their first kiss, exploring the human's tasty orifice and dominating the smaller strip of muscle residing within. The priest moaned, lost within the erotic joining of lips; the feel of the tusks slightly poking into his cheeks highlighted the surreality of it.

While the Imperial was distracted, the Chieftain began to breach the human's virgin entrance. The bulbous head popped into the divine sheath; the sheer tightness and heat caused the Orc's head to swim. He continued with his steady penetration, ignoring the pained gasp and shuddering from the Imperial he was breaking into.

Once the whole of his great cock was buried deep within, the ordeal in deflowering the priest was over.

Angelo squirmed, gritting his teeth from the burning intrusion within his rear. He was bewildered at how his body swallowed the entire monstrous length of his assaulter. The Orc was painfully stretching him; the hot, hard flesh was pressing relentlessly at his tender, virgin walls. He huffed and panted from the discomfort, disliking the alien feel of being filled.

Whereas the Chieftain grounded his teeth in pleasure. He had fucked a couple of fellow Orismer males before he was named Chieftain but none of his past lovers could compare to the amazing snugness of this little human. He groaned low at the internal clenching, the walls acted as a grip made of warm velvet. By sweet blood, if the priest keeps up with this tensing the Chieftain was sure to erupt soon.

Large hands shifted from their bruising hold of the sublime arse, strolling up to the sweat-drizzling back to rub soothing circles into the tensed muscles. Gradually the human began to respond to the merciful and kind palms, his body becoming lax against the hulking Orc. Once most of the tension drained from the priest, the Orc takes hold of his slim hips before he began to withdraw then re-enter. Slow and steady.

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