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Urgran the Orc sighed, looking over the strange symbols on t..
🕑 Added 2023-10-20 15:00:03 +0000 UTC Urgran the Orc sighed, looking over the strange symbols on the playing cards provided to him. Was he supposed to group these? Stack these together? Put these down on the table? The group of humans that surrounded the Orc jeered and watched with an excitement he had seen before, and soon enough was told that he was the loser of the game. "You know the rules, ya' big beast. On your knees" The low rumbling of Urgran's voice interrupted the noise in the room as he slammed his losing hand on the table and took one last large gulp of his now warm drink. The humans watched with intensity as he slowly removed pieces of his armor - first, the thick leather chestplate and shoulder plates, followed by bracers. He then untied his undergarments and cast them aside before finally standing to face them. The Orc felt a strong, calloused hand cup the back of his head. Before he could turn around to see who it belonged to, a set of lips met his own and a wave of thick, putrid breath rushed over him. He had to fight off an urge to pull away, but soon enough didn't care as his tongue danced with the stranger, the taste of drink in his mouth mixing with his own, tongues clashing and crashing messily around one another, avoiding and then colliding into tusks. The quickly forming crowd cheered at the show, and what was initially comradery turning into something more primal and desperate. The room grew heavier, hotter as patrons started to disrobe, putting the Orc on his knees to be ready for what was coming next. Urgrans gaze settled on the ever-growing crowd of nude men, their torsos glistening with sweat. He watched as thick fingers wrapped around their cocks, coaxing them to life and eliciting sharp moans from their owners as they continued to pump idly and ready themselves. Those who weren't occupied (Or simply not lucky enough to be close by) huddled together in dark corners, exchanging heated kisses and caresses, soon enough oblivious to what was happening all around them. The first member entered Urgran's mouth without much hassle, a large amount of precum already collecting at it's tip as it made it's way to the back of the Orc's throat, almost making him retch from the punishing motion. The crowd continued to grow more desperate, leaning in closer and all placing hands on the tavern's newest hole, each trying to push him closer and give their dicks attention. He sucked one cock, then two, then three before gasping for breath and moving on for more, spit and precum escaping from his mouth and coating his thick chest, making him even more difficult to grab onto. The wooden floor creaked as Urgran shifted his weight, a few loads already plastered across his face from the more excited patrons. Urgran knew that this was going to be a long night as he serviced the increasing crowd. The thick fingers of the strangers scratched his skin as they tried to keep hold of him, but the Orc managed to stay afloat amidst the tangled sea of bodies. He felt no shame in his actions, but instead a perverse thrill that was only increased by the debauchery that surrounded him. The moans around him became louder and more passionate as the evening went on, and Urgran continued to do what he could to make sure these men were satisfied. His throat was raw from all of the dick-sucking but it didn't stop him from taking every single member who wanted to take part. Just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, a voice shouted out from above: "Let's finish this!" With those last words, Urgran felt a wave of cum crash over his face and neck, finally ending what had started earlier that day when he first stepped foot into this tavern. As the men around him stumbled away for their own homes, he lay there in a daze - exhausted by all that had happened but still strangely satisfied by it all. He looked up at the ceiling of the tavern above him and smiled as he realized that perhaps this wasn't such a bad game to play after all...
