Urkat Ogre
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You are hunting in the forest near your tribe's mountain when you come across a human wearing a strange uniform. It's a uniform you've never seen before and it makes you nervous.
You keep a safe distance from the strange soldier and observe him. He seems to be lost in thought, looking down at the ground as he paces. If he notices you, he makes no indication of it. You decide to move closer to him.
"Hey," you say, as you approach him.
The man jumps at your voice. He turns to face you, and his eyes go wide.
You try not to take any offense. He's probably never seen an ogre before, after all. "I'm not going to hurt you," you say slowly and clearly, in case he doesn't understand your language.
He lets out a sigh of relief and his shoulders loosen. "The stories were true then," he says, "Ogres really can speak our language. I'll have to inform my superiors of this." He takes out a small notebook and pen and begins writing.
You frown. "Humans do not have an exclusive right to intellect."
He smiles at you. "No, not at all. But stories of ogres are always about how strong you are, that you eat people, and how you can't speak our language. I've never heard of an ogre like you before."
You cross your arms over your broad chest. "The only truth to those stories is that we are strong."
He nods. "Yes, yes you certainly are, but I must say I have never seen an ogre as strong as you." He holds out a hand. "I'm Ian, by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you."
You grunt in acknowledgment.
Slowly, he pulls his hand back. "Where are you from?"
You nod your head to gesture behind you. "The mountains."
He looks at the direction you nodded, and then brings his eyes back to you. "I've never seen an ogre as big as you deep in the mountain caverns. Which tribe do you belong to?"
You reply, "Urkat."
Ian looks off into the distance, as if he is seeing something far away. After several seconds, he finally turns to you. "I have heard of the tribe, but I did not know they had any ogres as strong as you."
You arch your brow. "You seem fixated on my size and strength."
He continues to stare at you. "You're right. And I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable." He squints at you for a while as if studying every line and curve of your face.
You hesitate, then relax, just a little. "It's not uncomfortable. Just an observation."
He smiles. "You're a very large ogre, and I've heard rumors about your kind that make me curious."
You sigh. "What kind of rumors?"
"Rumors that ogres are insatiable lovers."
You are shocked by his response, and you step back. "I don't know what you're talking about."
He points at you. "You are very strong, and you are very large. It would only make sense that your kind would have a high sex drive." He rubs his chin for a moment. "There is only one way to know for certain, though."
You feel your face go hot. "I, uh."
He slowly approaches you, and you can't help but take a step back. "I'm sorry. This is just so compelling. I have to know."
You finally manage to speak. "Know what?"
His gaze becomes predatory. "How good an ogre you are."
You rub your hands over your face. "I don't think that's a good idea."
"You don't think so? I disagree. I think it's a very good idea."
"Why are you doing this?"
Ian laughs. "Why am I doing this? I don't believe that's the question you should be asking, friend. The question you should be asking is why aren't more people doing this?"
You swallow and find the words, but just barely. "Perhaps because we are unattractive to your kind."
"Hmm, yes, so I've heard." He smiles and begins to pace around you. "It is true that humans tend to... flock to their own kind." He stares at you, narrowing his eyes. "But that doesn't mean there aren't benefits to being fucked an ogre."
You let out a surprised laugh. "Benefits?"
He chuckles and nods. "Oh yes, there are many benefits." He circles around you again, and continues to speak. "For one, your ogre mates tend to be very aggressive in bed. Just the way some humans like it." He glances down at your crotch and licks his lips. "I can only imagine that it would be a very pleasurable experience." He stops in front of you and reaches out to touch your chest. "May I?"
You are equally confused as you are... curious. "If you wish."
Ian smiles, and you feel his hands on your chest. His fingers slowly glide over your skin, gently touching every inch of you. It sends a chill up your spine, but not an unpleasant one. In fact, you almost feel excited.
Ian's hands move down to your stomach and he presses his palms against it. He slowly begins to slide his hands downwards, stopping right before he gets to your crotch. He looks up into your eyes, and smiles.
"I bet you've never had a woman feel this good just by having her hands on your stomach."
"No, I haven't," you admit.
"I could make you feel good. I promise you that." Ian says suggestively.
You stare down at him. None of this makes sense. You're both male, and he's a human. He should be disgusted by you, and yet he seems anything but.
So you lean down to breathe in the scent of his arousal, taking it into you and letting it coil around your thoughts and settle low in your stomach.
It's almost a foreign feeling, but it's a pleasant one. It actually makes you feel warm. Not just in that region, but all over.
"You sure are forward," you say, finally relaxed enough to grin.
"I can be even more forward if you'd like," he replies, licking his lips and staring at your mouth.
"Prove it." You challenge him.
He leans in to kiss you, but you playfully turn your head at the last second. He reacts quickly and presses his lips against yours. His lips are smooth and soft, and quite plump. As he kisses you he gently nibbles on your lip, asking for entrance to your mouth which you grant. He swirls his tongue around yours, and the feeling causes that pool of warmth in your stomach to tighten.
He breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes, searching for something. After a moment he seems to find whatever he was looking for. He grins and whispers, "I think I'm gonna like you."
You stroke your thumb along his jaw. "I think you're right."
You catch the scent of his arousal again, and the new familiarity of it sets your blood on fire. You lift him up with your hands cupping his ass and press him up against the nearest tree.
"I'll be taking you up on that offer," you growl.
He runs his fingers through your hair with one hand and touches the side of your face with the other. The look in his eyes is so desperate. As if he's been searching for something for so long and finally found it.
"Take your armor off," he whispers, his voice catching in his throat.
You set him down and quickly remove your armor, showing off your defined chest and well-toned stomach from a life spent hunting and fighting. Ian licks his lips as he stares at you. You've never seen someone so hungry, and it's more than turning you on. He reaches out to touch you again, but seems to think better of it, and instead pulls his own shirt off. His body is just as well-toned as yours, but smaller. A lot smaller.
You're amused as you put your hand on his chest and spread your fingers. Your hand can encompass the full span of him, and if you wanted, you could crush his ribcage with one hand. He looks down at your hand, chuckles, and then grabs you and kisses you roughly.
The feeling of his lips against yours, his hand running through your hair, his stubble scratching at your chin... it's all so perfect. He slides his tongue into your mouth, exploring every inch, never wanting to lose contact.
You reach down and begin to unbutton his pants, and he breaks the kiss so you can pull them off. He's already hard, his erection standing at attention. How long has it been since you've had sex with someone? Too long.
Ian presses his body up against yours and begins grinding against you, causing you to moan. You reach down and begin to stroke him, slowly at first, but picking up speed. He closes his eyes and appears to be enjoying himself. You stare at him, mesmerized. His face is one of pure bliss.
At this point, you're both so worked up you don't want to wait any longer. You bend over and pick him up, lifting him so his legs are on either side of you. You position yourself and slowly lower him down on your cock. He lets out a loud moan and throws his head back in ecstasy.
It's a slow slide, every inch feels like it stretched each second into an eternity. He's so tight it almost hurts, but you just want more.
You press your cheek to his as you hiss in his ear, "Am I big enough for you?"
"Ohh, fuck yeah," he groans.
As you begin to thrust, Ian grabs your shoulders and digs his fingers into them. You wrap your arms around him and begin rocking your hips back and forth. He pushes himself up and his mouth hangs open as he breathes heavily. You lick his neck and nibble on his ear. He's really getting into it, and that thrills you.
You thrust into him as he pushes himself up and down on your cock. You feel the sweat drip down your back as you go faster. With each passing moment, you get more excited. You look into his eyes, and you know he's loving every second of this.
You want to make it last, but you know you're reaching the point of no return. Your body tenses and you begin breathing heavier. Ian leans in and begins kissing you again, his tongue exploring your mouth.
You take a step back and drop to one knee, then set him down on his back and hold his legs in place so you can slam into him harder and deeper. You want to get in as deep as possible. You thrust yourself into him, and the angle lets you get your hips flush against his ass. He's moaning louder than ever now as he grabs fistfuls of grass from the ground and tugs on them.
You've never felt this way with anyone before. This isn't just sex. You're making hot, hard love to him right now, and it's the most passionate thing you've ever done in your life.
You feel like your orgasm is building. You want to hold off for as long as you can, but it's too late. The sheer intensity of what you're feeling is too much to handle.
"I..." you pant as your thrusts become more erratic, "I can't hold it... much longer."
"Don—Don't hold back..."
When he says that, it's all over. You let go and feel yourself empty into him as your vision goes white. You collapse on top of him as you take in deep, rapid breaths. You feel like you could pass out just from one orgasm.
It takes several moments for you to catch your breath. When you do, you slowly pull yourself out of him and set him down gently. You lie down beside him as you stare at the sky together in oddly comfortable silence.
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