Warning: This story is unsuitable for minors and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity considered taboo (and illegal) in most (if not all) jurisdictions. If such activity offends you, DO NOT read any further. I do not condone any illegal activity and stress that this work is fiction, fantasy, and in no way meant to reflect reality. Sexual abuse of minors is a very serious issue and I encourage anyone tempted to engage in such behavior to seek immediate help.
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Last Updated: 4/20/18
Story Title: Land of Heroes
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Chapter 6.
"I have to admit, though, your tongue did feel great when you moved it like that," Nellie said to Mazur a while later.
"Thanks, but like I said, I couldn't have done it so enthusiastically had Kelar not been pounding me with such skill. I haven't had that good of a breeding in weeks." Mazur responded.
"You are too kind," Kelar chuckled.
The three had been discussing our little orgy for nearly ten minutes, trading complements and exchanging preferred techniques. All three told Tyler and I that they regretted that we didn't participate much and apologized that they started without us. Kelar expressed his dismay that I hadn't made use of his hole, which he none-to-gracefully told me was mine whenever I chose, and Mazur told Tyler that he had purposely saved some room underneath him so that he and Tyler could have 69ed after he got Nellie off. Tyler and I took the conversation in stride, though I was slightly embarrassed and I could tell that Tyler, though he nodded in all the right places and casually deflected certain statements and question, was confused about what it all meant.
My little partner was lost.
"If you three don't mind, Tyler and I need to talk about some things. Do you mind if we fall back for a bit to talk?" The other party members seemed slightly confused by the request but didn't object as Tyler and I slowed down, eventually ending up twenty paces or so behind our companions.
Tyler looked up at me. "What do we need to talk about?" he asked, suspiciously innocent. It didn't fool me.
"The waterfall. I can tell you are confused about some of the things that happened. Now's your chance. What do you want to know?" In for a penny, in for a pound. This world, Aurora, was apparently filled with sex and I'd be damned if I didn't give Tyler the tools to understand his environment. I didn't want the poor boy ignorant to the point that someone could take advantage of him.
He grinned, then, and sighed. "Was it that obvious?" I nodded. "It was sex stuff. I took health in school. I know about sex stuff." The boy looked at me earnestly with that statement, clearly trying to demonstrate that he was not completely uninformed.
"I know that. I remember taking sexual education. But they only talked about men and women having sex. And even then, it was dry and clinical. I remember it being kinda boring, even though I started off really excited to learn about all the naughty bits. But they didn't really tell us about the sex part of it other than that the penis went in the vagina. Only the human reproductive shit. Hell," I said, pondering for a second, "I don't even think they told us about masturbation. Didn't you tell me the other day that they told you about jacking off at your sex education class?"
The boy nodded. "Yeah, but it wasn't much. It took me a couple of tries to get the hang of it."
"Did they tell you about how guys have sex with each other?"
"Umm... No."
"So do you want me to tell you?"
Tyler nodded, his face suddenly serious. "Please?"
"Ok. So I guess we should start at the beginning..."
I started by telling Tyler that sex was fun and that everyone likes sex. I told him it was important that, before you have sex with someone, you make sure they are all right with having sex. I told him that some people liked sex with the opposite gender and some like having sex with the same gender.
"Like gay and straight?" he asked.
"Yep. You got it." I informed him that some people like having sex with both men and women. Then, I told him that there were lots of kinds of sex that were taboo.
"What does taboo mean?"
I explained that Earth had some very specific opinions about what was acceptable sexual behavior and what was not acceptable sexual behavior. I explained the incest taboo and the reasons for it. I explained the taboo against necrophilia and bestiality. I then explained to him the taboo of pedophilia and how having sex with kids was considered wrong.
"Is that why I was always told that I shouldn't let anyone touch my... my cock?"
I nodded. I proceeded to tell him that this world, Aurora, seemed not to have the same considerations as to what counted as taboo and explained how the sexual activity we had engaged in at the waterfall and the bathing room back in the Sleepy Vale would be unacceptable back on Earth.
"But that's stupid. I really liked it and nobody forced me to do it or hurt me."
I told him that I agreed with him but that I didn't make the rules. Though he remained indignant in the way a kid can be indignant when told he can't do something, we moved on to an overview of the biology of sex. I did a brief review of the birds and the bees as a starting point and Tyler, despite telling me that he had already learned that stuff, seemed really interested in what I was saying; asking several insightful questions and making several requests for clarification. Once we had covered nerve endings, orgasm, semen, and puberty, I went on to describe gay sex.
I explained about masturbation again, though he and I had somewhat covered that topic days earlier. Then I told him about blowjobs. From blowjobs, I jumped to the classic sixty-nine position which Tyler found hilarious. The asshole was our next topic of conversation and we discussed why the asshole was sensitive, why men put fingers and cocks into each other's assholes, and the need for good lubrication and stretching before engaging in anal sex.
"So... what's the love button?" Tyler asked, and I nearly choked. "I heard Mr. Lanlor say something about a love button when I was jerking him off, but I wasn't paying attention and kinda forgot to ask you about it later. What is it?"
I explained what the prostate was and why men liked to have their prostates played with. Tyler repeatedly asked me to clarify the level of pleasure involved and I could tell that he was thinking that having his own prostate played with might be something he was interested in. I did the best I could before Tyler asked me about Mazur using his tongue on Nellie's anus.
Rimming became the next subject of conversation and Tyler was astonished. "But... but it's so dirty, right?"
"Not if you clean yourself well back there. Plus, some folks like it a little dirty." Tyler looked at me dubiously but accepted my explanation. Dildo's entered the conversation at that point and I pulled out the small pink Magic Dildo which I had acquired in the wandering wizard's satchel. Tyler giggled, playing with the little tool for a few moments before giving it back to me.
I told him about fetishes, figuring that it might be worthwhile information. He was particularly curious about the foot fetish and bondage but was totally uninterested in urination. Then he asked about slang terms and I told him every single one I knew for every aspect of sex for which I could think. Before I knew it, I had run out of topics.
"Any questions?" I asked.
He had many. The next hour or so was filled with me answering some very specific and some very broad questions as best I could. Yes, I considered myself gay. Yes, I liked men and boys. Yes, I had jacked off before thinking of him. Yes, I had sexual partners in high school. No, I didn't know if he was gay or straight. No, his sexuality was not set in stone at age twelve.
The last bit seemed to worry him and I decided to probe a bit. "Tyler, why are you asking about your own sexuality?"
"Well... Umm... I never really thought about sex before coming to Aurora. Even when I jacked off, I was more focused on the feelings and not really thinking about anybody else. So... So I don't know if I'm straight or gay." He said the last part nervously, as if he expected me to rebuke him.
"Tyler," I said, stopping our walk so that I could turn and face him. Squatting down on my haunches, I took his hands in mine and looked him in the eye. "Tyler, I don't care if you are straight, gay, or anything in between. If you decide you enjoy fooling around with me and other men and boys, that's totally fine. If you decide at some point you only like girls, that's totally fine too."
"Really?"
"Really. I will never ask you to do something you don't want to do and, if anyone ever asks you to do something you are uncomfortable with, I will stop them. Understand? All you need to do is tell me."
He nodded. "Ok. I will. But... But I want you to know I've really enjoyed all the sex stuff so far. All of it."
I smiled. "That's fine and I'm glad. But regardless of sex stuff, I want you to know something, kiddo. I... I love you. I love you like family. We don't have anyone but each other so I want you to know that you are my family and I love you and I will do everything I can to protect you."
He grinned, his face showing true appreciation at my statement. Then he hugged me, whispering in my ear, "I love you too, Ian. Thanks for being my big brother."
Then he pulled back and, with a serious face, added, "But I bet me tasting your cum earlier was pretty gay, huh?"
We were still laughing when we eventually caught up with our companions.
.........
The foothills were well suited for an orc fortress, their thickly forested topography obscuring any attempt at observing the landscape in any meaningful fashion. When Mazur told us we were almost an hour from our target, Kelar called for a halt and informed us that we were going to set up a small fallback camp to which we could all retreat should our mission go sideways. Mazur, concerned that orc bandits might be about, volunteered to scout the area in more depth. Nellie quickly announced his intention to go with the druid, stating that his goal was to learn about forest stealth from the older man. As the two began to leave, Tyler asked if he could tag along. As a barbarian, he pressed, he should have some working knowledge of the natural world. No one disagreed.
Mazur, Nellie, and Tyler had been gone for almost fifteen minutes and Kelar and I were making progress setting up our temporary camp. Our conversation was lighthearted and jovial, friendly small talk of little consequence punctuated by a more serious discussion of our upcoming trek into the orc encampment. Eventually, the man asked, "So what were you and Tyler talking about for so long this morning? It seemed like a very serious conversation."
I shrugged. An innocuous question, I answered without much thought. "He had some questions about sex. Since I'm sort of his guardian, I figured I needed to explain some things to him. The waterfall was the first time he had seen a lot of that stuff."
As I was still stacking rocks to form our firepit, it took me a moment to realize that my cohort had fallen quiet. When I looked up, I realized that Kelar was looking at me with a mixture of confusion and incredulity. "What do you mean, exactly?" he asked, slowly.
My senses came rushing back at that moment and I took a second to compose my answer. For some reason, I felt like this was strange ground. Not dangerous, per se, but rather an unusual conversation whose ramifications I couldn't anticipate. "Well... You see... Tyler has very little sexual experience. Since I'm taking care of him, I realized that he was probably confused about what happened and I thought I should explain it to him."
Kelar seemed to ponder that for a moment before he asked, "You are his guardian?" I nodded. He looked at me with an odd expression. "And he has little sexual experience? Surely, the lad has had his fair share of lovers? Cocks up his ass? Down his throat? He's fucked a few boy's his age? A few men?"
I shook my head in the negative. Kelar, it seemed was just as surprised about this fact as Gus was back in the Sleepy Vale.
A long silence stretched out between us. Finally, when I was about to ask the man why these things were important, he spoke. "You and he... the two of you are not from here, are you?"
"We're not locals, if that is what you are asking," I responded, hedging my answer as best I could.
"No. I mean you are not from Aurora. You are from another world." He said it in such a matter of fact manner, I couldn't think of how to respond. Having grown up a fan of fantasy and science fiction, a little voice in my head was shouting about the danger of introducing the concept of multiple worlds or parallel universes or alternate realities into a relatively simple society. If I said yes, would Tyler and I get burned at the stake for heresy? My mind was racing.
Kelar apparently saw panic on my face because he smiled sympathetically and raised his hands in a calming gesture. "Peace, Ian. Peace. I know there are other worlds out there. Most here in Aurora do not carry that knowledge but I do. There is no need to be concerned."
I calmed. "How... How did you know?"
"You said two things that were quite strange. First, you said that you were Tyler's guardian. Boys here in Aurora are their own beings around age seven and are treated as adults at that time. No boy his age would have a guardian. It's unthinkable. Second, and certainly more suspicious, was the fact that you suggested he lacked sexual knowledge. No boy his age would be so innocent, as sex is as common here in Aurora as drawing breath. By his age, Nellie had probably had hundreds of men and boys in his bed and Nellie, our little rogue, is the shyest lad I've ever met in my travels. That a young man like Tyler would be a virgin? No. Never. It doesn't happen."
I nodded. Good information to know. I remember Gus having said something similar, but I had dismissed it at the time, believing, apparently erroneously, that the man was talking nonsense. Then something dawned on me. "Alright, I can buy that. But that doesn't logically lead one to assume there are other worlds out there. How did you come to conclude that?"
"Because I'm from another world." The man made the statement simply, his voice quiet but filled with sincerity. I believed him, though I didn't know how to feel about the revelation.
"You're from Earth?" I whispered, stunned.
"Earth? No. Is that the place you come from?" Again, I nodded. "No Ian, I am from a planet called Tellar. I found myself in Aurora several years ago. There is no magic in my home universe so I know that my planet, and this place, are not in the same plane of existence. Yet here I am."
"How?" I asked.
He sighed. "Several hundred years ago, my people suffered a great rift between the genders. Men and women, who had lived in relative harmony for millennia, found themselves on opposite sides of an irreconcilable argument. Discord grew. Fights began. Wars started. After a bloody and bitter conflict, women came out the victors and subjugated the male population. They used advanced genetic engineering..."
He looked at me to see if I understood the word and I nodded. "Earth has some understanding of genes and genome mapping and such."
"So your people have technology much more advanced than the level of technology here on Aurora?"
Again, I nodded.
"Well," he continued, "they used advanced genetic engineering to reduce the birthrate of men to approximately one baby boy born for every five thousand baby girls. Men became nothing more than a source of genetic material for the species while serving as domestic servants, farmworkers, and general labor."
"I'm... sorry. That's terrible."
"Tellar is a beautiful world filled with wonders beyond imagination. And yet, it was a prison for me."
Insight flashed through my brain. "Because you're gay?"
He smiled. "Guessed it in one. Yes, I'm gay. And in a world dominated and controlled by women, with few men around me, my prospects for sex, let alone love, were almost nonexistent."
"So how did you end up here?"
"I started a rebellion. Though I was only in my early twenties, I began reaching out to all the men I knew, and we hatched a plan that we believed would take decades to see fulfillment. We wanted to overthrow the status quo and gain our freedom so we began to take action."
"Did you succeed?" I inquired softly, fascinated by the story I was being told.
"I don't know. We had a... a bomb that was supposed to cripple the central data processing center for our southern hemisphere. I planted it but, before it could go off, I was captured. I... I took my own life before they could interrogate me for the location of the explosive. I woke up here, in this world, without knowing if our plan succeeded."
His face fell with regret. I stood, crossed over to him, and sat down. Laying my hand on his shoulder, I said, "I'm sorry."
"This is a wonderful world. I'm grateful that I'm here. When I woke, I found a small note next to my body telling me that I had been brought here because of my heroic actions on Tellar and that I could live the rest of my life in this place. I've been here ever since."
Kelar went on to explain that he was only level 5 because he resisted becoming a hero for years. Swords and magic were never of great interest to him throughout his life so he didn't feel particularly drawn to the hero moniker. It wasn't until a month ago when a passing conversation with a paladin demonstrated the goodness he could contribute to the world that he decided to take up the sword of righteousness.
"Do you think there are others, like us?" I asked.
"Had you asked me yesterday, I would have said that I was unique. Now, knowing you and Tyler come from another world, I have to assume there are others out there."
"Do you think..."
"No," he interjected, interrupting me mid-question. "You are going to suggest finding others but that would be folly. There is no way to tell who they may be and, even they are found, what good will come from meeting them? The knowledge of alternate realities does no one any good here on Aurora. It's only a reminder of our pasts."
"And we need to be thinking about our future," I said, realizing he was right.
"Exactly. Think about the happiness that we can create here, not the sadness of lives long lost."
.........
As our companions came back into our camp, I resolved myself to share the conversation with Tyler later. I wasn't going to keep something like that from him as he deserved to know the truth. But Kelar's insights were right. We needed to focus on building happiness here in Aurora. And if we did find others who were from different universes, then we could share our tale with them and encourage them to do the same.
"We should get moving," said Mazur. "The sun is just past it's zenith and now would be an excellent time to enter the orc stronghold."
"I agree," Kelar added. "This small camp is ready. Should anyone get separated from the party, come here. Everyone remember what our objectives are?"
"Find the Vicar's Chapel Boy," Nellie said.
"Kill Chief Grumph and Warlock Lumph," Tyler added.
"Collect 5 Religious Artifacts," I asserted.
"Right. Let's head out." We followed Kelar's lead and soon found ourselves slinking through the forest. Kelar continued as we traveled, "Here are the roles for the party. I'm going to be the primary warrior, drawing attention to myself and trying to ensure that no enemies are able to harm any of you. Tyler, you are the secondary warrior. Use your quick reflexes to dart in and out, dealing damage but staying safe. Nellie and Ian, you both will be attacking from range. Try not to hit Tyler and I if you would be so kind. Mazur, as a druid, you have a variety of healing skills. Because of that, you are our support caster and responsible for keeping the party at full health."
Everyone acknowledged their assignments and I marveled at how easy it was to follow Kelar's lead. With my MMORPG background, I would have divided the roles up exactly as he had done but I probably would not have inspired so much confidence in everyone had I begun handing out responsibilities.
We soon found ourselves facing a large wooden fence that rose between two hills. At probably fifteen feet high, it was nearly impossible to see what lay beyond, but the wide-open entry way let us see that there was some sort of structure behind it. Two Orc Bandits stood guard, their eyes scanning the woods but not spotting our party.
"I've got the guy on the right," Nellie mumbled softly as he readied a crossbow shot.
"And I have the one on the left," I murmured, pointing my staff at the unsuspecting orc. A quick word from Kelar had both of us launching our attacks, Nellie's arrow hitting his target in the shoulder and my blast of fire from my FIRE SPARK slamming into the other orc's center mass. Our two melee companions rushed out of the foliage the moment our attacks were launched, Kelar's sword and Tyler's axe engaging the stunned, but not defeated, Orc Bandits.
Kelar crashed into his enemy, the orc's club useless as the paladin took the creature's poorly aimed swing with his shield before countering with a wicked slash at the enemy's exposed shoulder. He scored a solid hit, driving the orc backwards. Tyler ducked his enemy's sword, coming up behind the warrior and spinning so that his axe crashed into the confused orc's back. Now exposed, Nellie took the opening and fired a second shot at Tyler's target. The arrow took the creature in the throat. I fired MAGIC MISSILE at Kelar's opponent, the three balls of energy flying from my staff, around my companion, and smashing into the bandit's face, chest, and thigh. A quick thrust by Kelar ended the orc's life and the five of us realized we had breached the gate.
We passed through the gate cautiously, immediately seeing a large building to our left and an even larger complex in front of us. Deciding on the building, we entered the open door to find two Orc Bandits and an Orc Spear-thrower standing around a table talking.
I pulled up my statistics and saw that these enemies were all level 5, making it a three on five fight. As I fired several ICE SHARD's at the Orc Spear-thrower, keeping his movement slow and not letting him get in too many ranged attacks, I watched with great satisfaction as Tyler and Kelar made quick work of their bandits. It was somewhat comical, actually, because Kelar really was doing an excellent job holding their attentions and using his shield and sword to both deal damage and keep them at bay while Tyler slipped in and out of combat and caused mayhem for the enemies. When those two fell, I turned to see what else we needed to do about the Orc Spear-thrower only to find, to my surprise, that the creature had fallen. Nellie stood behind the crumpled enemy, his rapier unsheathed and showing signs of recent use.
In the corner was a small stone statue of a cloud and I immediately knew it to be a Religious Artifact. I pocked the item and we moved on.
Before entering the large structure, we attacked a watchtower that stood nearby and fought the two Orc Spear-throwers there. They went down easily, though their position allowed them to get off several throws at our party as we scaled the stairs. Mazur cast a few healing charms, though, and we were right as rain.
Delving into the fortress, we met several groups of between two and four Orc Bandits and Orc Spear-throwers. Generally, we had little trouble with the enemies. Mazur, in fact, rarely had to cast a healing spell and thus found himself casting SUNLIGHT SURGE regularly, his own ball of powerful sunlight streaking into battle next to my FIRE SPARK, ICE SHARD, and MAGIC MISSILE. We found two more Religious Artifacts lying around.
Then we ran into Lumph, Orc Warlock and devious foe.
It began when we rounded a corner, finding ourselves face to face with an orc patrol. Three Orc Bandits charged and Kelar and Tyler rushed to meet them. Nellie and I, however, saw that an old looking orc in long blood red robes crept behind the orc warriors and was already chanting and waiving his staff in the air.
"Ah!" screamed Tyler, the boy suddenly falling back as a large bright line of blood appeared across his chest. Looking as if someone had cut him from hip to shoulder, the wound came out of nowhere but I immediately knew it's source.
"The caster!" I yelled to Nellie, who nodded and shifted his focus to the chanting orc warlock. His arrow flew true, passing by the combatants and hitting the spellcaster in the leg. "MAGIC MISSILE!" I intoned, my spell seeking out the enemy and adding to the injury already caused by Nellie. Tyler, only temporarily halted, dove back into battle to take the pressure off Kelar and I could hear Mazur chanting behind me as waves of soft sunlight flew from the man and hit Tyler. Healing magic, I knew.
A sharp pain suddenly hit my stomach and I doubled over. Though not great, I quickly pulled my statistics up to see that I had received 15 damage from somewhere. Looking at the warlock, I saw him grin with malice. His grin faded a moment later when Mazur's SUNLIGHT SURGE hit him in the face.
The battle raged for a minute. Then two. The warlock cast several more spells, once making Nellie blind and twice healing his comrades when it appeared they were about to fall. Kelar, a whirlwind of steel, suddenly pushed between the battling orcs and charged the warlock, catching the creature off guard and forcing it to try and defend itself. It failed, it's frail staff unable to block Kelar's swift blade. The warlock screamed as it fell but I paid it no mind. Having seen Kelar charge it, I switched my attention to the orcs and cast two FIRE SPARKS in rapid succession.
Then, a great bear charged from behind me and rushed the bandits, its claws flashing and it's bite sinking into an orc's exposed throat. The patrol died moments later and I watched with interest as Mazur transformed back into his human form.
We took a couple of minutes to heal up, with every member of the party having suffered damage during that fight. "I think we should be a tad bit more careful," Kelar said, chuckling. "I wasn't expecting to find the warlock wandering the halls."
"Should we take this time to see what loot we've received so far?" Nellie asked innocently, though his eyes betrayed his eagerness. We all laughed.
"Lets worry about loot once this fortress is clear, yeah?" responded Mazur, a grin on his face. Nellie sighed dramatically but nodded.
The next thirty minutes or so saw us finding the rest of the Religious Artifacts we needed and fighting a couple more bands of bandits. We continued to explore, as well, making our way carefully down the numerous twists and turns of the expansive stone and wooden fortress around us. Having a rogue with us proved useful, I discovered, as Nellie eventually found a hidden passageway behind some false wooden paneling and the party, eager to see where it led, followed the boy through the darkness.
We eventually slipped into the back of a large circular room, our presence concealed by several boxes of various animal hides. Taking stock of the room, all eyes were drawn to it's center. There, in the middle of the room, was a large wooden cage. Probably twenty feet by twenty feet, the wooden bars were unremarkable. The large bed in the center and the cute naked boy sitting on top of it and gently playing with his stiff little erection, however, were both quite remarkable.
"That must be the Vicar's Chapel Boy. Pip." Mazur whispered.
"He's so little," Tyler whispered back. And indeed, the boy was little. At ten, the child was small, delicate, hairless, and totally prepubescent. With short black hair and a smattering of freckles across his button nose, the boy was a cutie. "Should we do something? Open up his cage?"
"Aye," whispered Kelar as he began to rise.
Suddenly, the lone door in the room opened and two orcs entered. Kelar dropped back down, unseen by the orcs who were clearly only focused on the cage. Wearing only loin cloths, the two entered the room, closed the door behind them, and headed towards the captive. Their erections grew as they got closer and the boy reacted accordingly, moaning and licking his lips as he stared at his kidnapers.
"Human horny now?" the first orc asked the second.
"Yes. Human want big orc cock," responded the second. The youngster groaned, crawling back slightly on the bed and spreading his legs as if to entice the orcs.
"I think the orcs are going to... to..." Tyler tried to find an appropriate word.
"Ravage him?" Nellie suggested, his whisper suddenly husky.
Tyler nodded. "We should stop them." I almost echoed the thought.
"Why," asked Kelar, his whispered voice filled with lust. I looked at the man, thinking he had gone mad. "They aren't going to hurt the boy. Plus, look at him. He's so horny for orc cock, he can't stop playing with himself."
I looked and, indeed, the lad was casually frisking his cocklett while one hand had slipped between his legs and was most definitely rubbing his little pussy.
"Plus," Nellie added, "it's very rude to rescue a captive when they are in the middle of a session with their captors. Its poor etiquette."
"True. True," added Mazur, the man slowly slipping his pants down to his ankles. To my shock, Kelar and Nellie were doing likewise, three stiff erections appearing as the two men and the boy began to slowly stroke themselves while they watched the orcs open the boy's cage.
Tyler dropped his own pants then and I saw that he was rock hard as well. Feeling my own crotch, I blushed slightly when I realized I was also painfully erect. Dropping my trousers, I grasped my member and began to jerk off like the rest of the party.
"Human wanna fuck?" the first Orc asked as he dropped his loin cloth.
"Suck suck," said the other, removing his own garment.
Their cocks were mighty. From where I sat, they had to be at least ten inches long. Thick too. "Oh shit," I whispered. There was no way the kid could handle those. Turning to Kelar, I saw that he was looking at me and grinning. He knew what I was thinking but seemed unconcerned. Then he winked, and I felt better. If he thought it was fine, it was probably fine.
The two orcs crawled on the bed, one sliding up to the boy's face while the other grabbed the lad's legs and pulled him forward. The boy didn't resist, though he was moaning like a bitch in heat as the orcs manhandled him. Getting the boy up on his hands and knees, the orc near the boy's head offered the kid his cock and the boy, apparently unable to resist, attacked the hard meat with an aggression that was startling. He licked the green pole several times before swallowing the first couple of inches, his face bouncing up and down as the orc let out a low grunt of approval. Then the orc sat up on his knees and grasped the boy's head, slowing down the blowjob and beginning to slowly piston his member in and out of the boy's eager mouth.
The other orc, meanwhile, leaned down and shoved his thick tongue deep into the lad's cunt, rimming the boy energetically as the lad reached back and spread his cheeks as wide as he could. After only a few moments, though, the orc removed his mouth from the kid's shitter and repositioned his cock at the boy's entrance, suddenly thrusting forward. The kid squealed in what sounded like delight as the entire cock, to my absolute surprise, slid easily up the boy's pussy. The orc was now balls deep. Then the two orcs began to fuck.
The one at the kid's head started face-fucking the lad aggressively, his long cock sliding effortlessly down the boy's throat. The one on the other end, meanwhile, began to jackhammer the kid violently, slamming his cock home with powerful and dominating thrusts. The boy moaned and groaned around the cock pounding his throat, his body smashed between the two brutes but twitching with obvious pleasure. Releasing his bottom, the boy reached underneath himself and began to frisk his cock eagerly, pounding his pud to the same rhythm as the orcs screwing him.
My companions, and myself, were now jacking off eagerly, watching the spectacle before us with lust in our eyes. It was quite a site, the little lad taking it willingly in both ends while the two orcs fucked him senseless.
Minutes past, with the sex growing even more violent until the boy began to screech. "He's cumming!" whispered Mazur. "The little fucker is cumming hard." And the boy was, his body spasming and his immature cock vibrating as the orcs used him. Perhaps overcome by the boy's climax, both orcs howled suddenly and thrust as deeply into the boy as they could, their own bodies twitching as orc cum filled the boy up.
Mazur shot his load at that, followed immediately by Kelar. I followed suit a heartbeat later, my own load coating the box in front of me. Nellie gave a soft grunt as watery teenage spunk burst forth, covering his hand. Tyler, the last to finish, started squeaking gently as his body twitched through his own intense drycum.
The orcs eventually rolled off the boy, who was still twitching in post-orgasmic tremors, before slowly rising and putting on their skimpy loin cloths. They paid the boy no mind, walking out of the cage, shutting it, locking it, and heading for the door. Halfway across the room, the boy began to call to them. "Waiittttt!," he whined. "Plleaasseeee! Come back! I need more cooockkk!!!! Please send more orcs!!! Pleaaseee!!!!!" The orcs chuckled but did not turn around, placing the key to the cage on a small table next to the exit before leaving without saying a word. The boy fell back into the bed, his hands finding his stiffy and sloppy asshole.
"Give it a few moments," Kelar said to Tyler and I as we all pulled up our pants. "The magic dissipates from those captured soon after the enemy leaves. If we get up now, the boy will want us to fuck him. While I wouldn't mind, I'd prefer not to be fucking him when more orcs come calling."
We waited a few minutes until the boy stopped playing with himself. Then he laid back, hands under his head as he swung his feet over the edge of the bed. It was almost comical, I mused, how quickly he transformed from eager slut to bored preteen.