Gay Lust in Fantasyland by Odessa Piper
Horny Orc: Big Gay Warband (All Male)

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Synopsis

Torc is a young recruit to an elite orcish raiding party, but he has no idea that the men in this skilled band of warriors all share special bonds, bonds of love, bonds of lust. Torc is to be fully inducted with a special ceremony of lust and sex, and he's secretly been desiring such a thing for a long time. But can he handle the sexual hunger of muscular warriors, and their powerful bodies?

Will he be able to handle servicing dozens of his clan's champions? Will he be able to keep up with them? Will he rise to the challenge, and prove himself resilient, enduring, and most importantly, virile? Or will young Torc be so thoroughly dominated by these beefy soldiers that he loses himself in the pleasures of sweaty flesh, and horny, powerful men?

Contains steamy, sweaty descriptions of muscular high-fantasy sex, including anal sex, oral sex, handjobs, and a lot of excited ejaculations. Approx. 5500 words, intended for adults only.

Excerpt:

When they finished piling up the wood Lokar gave Torc a slap on the back. Lokar’s broad palm made a sharp, wet sound as it clapped across the bare flesh of Torc’s sweat-slick body. The touch lingered and slid to Torc’s lower back, and that was all it took to make his cock feel tight and firm.

“You work as hard as you fight, Torc. Why don’t you relax a little?” Lokar asked.

Lokar grinned and pointed to his loincloth, and then to Torc’s leathers. For someone who was such an intimidating warrior he was also somehow charming. He seemed like a big brother, or a best friend. A perverted, lecherous best friend who seemed like he just wanted to fight and fuck.

“Ain’t like you have anything I haven’t seen before, right? Besides, you know what we’re gonna real soon. You wanna have your business out and ready. Trust me.” Lokar asked.

Lokar tugged away the small scrap of leather that had been the only thing keeping him from dangling free and floppy. The leather fell down around Lokar’s ankles, Torc followed it with his eyes as it fell. Lokar stepped out and put his hands on his hips. Like he was presenting himself, like he was proud of himself.

Torc lifted his gaze, followed up the rounded calves and bulging thighs. He followed up sweat-slick green orc muscle. He followed up those powerful limbs, so used to running, hauling, and almost certainly fucking. He followed up to the thick, dangling meat, the rounded, hanging sack, the things Torc had been imagining since he first saw that bulge hidden by a thin strip of leather.

The captain had a reason to always be so confident, even flaccid he was thick and had a long dangle. Two serpentine veins slithered their way down either side of his wide meat, and a chubby collar of foreskin hid the dark, bulbous head. And those balls, heavy and round. Torc didn’t realize it, but he was breathing through his mouth, transfixed. He wasn’t sure how long he stared, but his reverie was broken by Lokar’s deep, rumbly voice.

“Yeah I know you like it. But it’s your turn, Torc. C’mon, let’s see what you got, kid.” Lokar said.

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Published December 11, 2012 by Odessa Piper. 15 pages
Genres: Erotica, Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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