Giorgii Williams

Erlhantos

The First Book of

The Times and Life of
Torak-Zoza

Introduction

Slavery does exist, what makes it different then slavery on earth is that every race, species can be enslaved by others. That does not mean it is rampant or common for creatures of different races or species to simply enslave every other one. For instance among the white Humans it is common to enslave Human people from the Dark Continent or those from the southern reaches, in other words Ebon (black) from the Dark continent. Sunkissed or Brownie (what in this world would refer to the Central and South American Latin and Indian people). Elves and Dwarfs prefer to enslave creatures like Kobolds, Halflings, Goblins. Orcs go for Human, Goblin or Kobold slaves and so on. Slaves are acquired either as prisoners of war, bought from their own species or captured in raids on their primitive villages or hamlets. Slave markets exist in practically every village, hamlet, town or city. Poor destitute parents have been know to sell their own offspring's so as to help feed the rest of the family. Trade caravans by an unwritten law were not touched by anybody, those that raid or rob them are dealt with severely. Since trade caravans were the blood line of the realm, reaching every corner, every remote village.

Sex with free unmarried females is forbidden under penalty of death for both the female and the male by all species, the only exceptions being if a male is caught attempting to rape a female, but penetration has not occurred yet, then the male is the only one killed. Married females are allowed to have sex with their husbands only, if caught cheating they are put to the death and so is their lover. Widows are allowed to take up prostitution to support their families or to marry another male. Female slaves are excluded from that law, they can be used for sexual pleasure from the age of five. Sex with underage males free or slave is a common outlet for sex, boys can be taught about sex as early as three years of age, with consent of their fathers if free, for slave boys there is no need for consent.

There is no Christianity, Budism, Islam or any of the religions now spread throughout our world. There are different Pantheons of Gods, various Human races have their own pantheons whose Gods oftentimes just have different names, so do the Elves, dwarfs, Orcs and so on. No race attempts to insult their Gods by attempting to convert other races to it's faith. There is one group of Humans who do try to get other Humans to join their sect, they are very select in their choices, only pure white Humans are allowed to join. Everybody else is a heathen animal and needs to be destroyed, they also do not believe in slavery, because having heathen animals in their villages and hamlets would desecrate their holy ground.

Chapter One
Loss of Innocence

Erlhantos El' Rhynn, Antos for short, has an Elven type body more slender than a Human, but with a Humans strength. He is half Elven half Human, his father Phaderas El' Rhynn being an Elf and his mother Edora Human. He is the youngest of four children and the only boy. His father was an adventurer, scout and hunter, neither father nor mother discussed their pasts with their children. Elves generally have green or grey eyes and most half Elves fall in that category also, Antos' eyes however are blue and green - they change color for various reasons. His surroundings, his moods have an effect on their color, for instance in the woods they are green, near rivers or seas they are blue, both his parents told him that this is very unusual even for Elves. Antos did not find out how unusual it was until his fifth birthday.

A strange Elf came to visit that day. He was introduced as father's older brother Lenhfaras El' Rhynn. The first thing he seemed to notice were Antos' eyes, he had the boy look at him for a while and then took him outside and walked around the forest and to the river that near his parents' cabin, all the while he was watching the eyes. Once they were back, he and the boy's father exchanged a strange look then the mother told the children to go to the river and play. Since Antos was a curious boy, he decided to stay behind and listen under the open window.

"Phaderas, why have you not told anybody about your son? I am sure you have noticed his eyes." Lenhfaras said.

"Yes we have noticed his eyes, what would it have mattered anyway, our father disowned me when I married Edora a Human."

"You are as stubborn and as much as fool as father is, both of you think with your pride rather then your brains. Did you forget how rare it is for such a child as your is to be born?" Lenhfaras continued.

"No, I did not, anywhere between three to five generations, and we have not had one such as Erlhantos in God's know how long."

"What do you mean 'such as Erlhantos'? Is there more to this boy then you are telling me?" Lenhfaras asked.

"There are things about him that even I am not sure. He talks to the birds and all the forest animals. He has a capacity for learning I have never seen even among Elves. He might be five but he speaks common better than most adults, he can speak Elven, read and write in both tongues."

"By Selune! Phaderas, this boy needs to be raised by wise Elven men, who can properly guide him and instruct him in our ways. He is a rare find indeed.

Edora interrupted, "Our son will be raised by me and my husband and not some stuck up Elf who banned his own son from ever returning to his home, because he fell in love with a disgusting Human." She said this with more steel in her voice than Antos ever heard before.

"Edora is right Lenhfaras, we shall raise Erlhantos here with us, or did you forget when our father banned me from my home, he said that neither I nor mine are to set foot in Everwoods again. He will not set foot in Everwoods, just to be stared at and made to feel like a freak in a traveling freak show."

"Phaderas, you are bad as father, but I know you to be smarter than you are acting now. Do you not think that father would be proud of his grandson and do his best for the boy." Lenhfaras asked.

"Father would not be proud of Erlhantos, he would only be proud of what the boy is. It would elevate his status as King to have his blood running in a Sherhram. That is all father will care about and you know it as much as I do. The boy stays here and this is final."

"By Krokus and all the Gods, are you sure the boy is a Sherhram?" gasped Lenhfaras.

"Lenhfaras, how many Elven or half-Elven children do you know that learn how to talk and walk before they are one year old?, how many can talk to birds and animals when they first meet them, how many will the forest and all living creatures in it protect from harm, how many can take the shape of any animal or bird they want before they are three years old? How many can do magic with just their mind and will without anybody teaching them, magic that even our most powerful wizards cannot imagine? and you want me to hand my son to the King so he can exploit the boy for his own gain and purpose? No Lenhfaras, I will not do that."

"Phaderas, think of our people and the great good such a child would bring." pleaded Lenhfaras.

"I have no people, my father said so, he said I was not to consider myself an Elf any longer, because I disgraced his name and family. No, the boy stays here and that is final."

Lenhfaras left abruptly and in an agitated state. Antos was glad his father did not know about him being able to read people's emotions and feelings just by being close to them, nor that he could read their thoughts, memories and hearts just by touching them, if he wanted. He had never done that except to his sisters occasionally mainly for practice not to pry. He wanted to find out what a Sherhram was, but could not ask his parents or they would know he had listened when he was not supposed to. It took him a while to digest everything he had heard: his father was the son of the Elven King of Everwood, who banned him from his home because he married a Human. The King would not care about Antos but only use him for his own purposes. Antos got an immediate dislike for his grandfather the King.

Father called the kids back in the house, after all they did have Antos' birthday to celebrate. After the party, Phaderas took his son with him and showed him how to make an Elven bow while making the first bow for him. He showed which trees had the best wood for arrows, how to make them, what feathers were best to use. Then he showed how to use a bow. The boy's first kill was this really big rat that had been bothering and stealing from a family of gofers that were friends of him. He gave the rat to his friends the wolf cubs.

Life went on, Antos grew hunted, fished, collected herbs and plants for an elderly wizard whose cabin was not far from his. He taught him regular magic, the one with scrolls, incantations, potions and such. Helped him to improve his magic, so it was not as erratic as it had been when he was younger.

When Antos was about eight, his uncle Lenhfaras came back. He and the father talked in private and then they both left together. Antos' father was absent a lot more after that. Lenhfaras had given Antos an Elven book before they left, when nobody was looking. It became the boy's favorite book to read. It was in old Elven runes, but somehow he understood what it said. It talked about Sherhrams, their various talents and gifts and how to control and expand ones powers. His mother and father never knew Antos had that book. He was forever grateful to his uncle Lenhfaras for that book, it helped him so much. He knew it must have been hard for him to steal that book from the wise men's library in Everwood.

When Antos was ten, his uncle returned. He was in a very agitated state, him and Edora were talking very loudly. Something about Phaderas being killed by the Holylight freehold people, who had been burning Everwood forest and killing Elves when and where they saw them. Phaderas had been helping the Elven people move further south to forests far away from the freeholds. He and his childhood best friend had stayed behind to buy time for the Elves to escape, but it was feared they both had died at the hands of the Holylight people. Lenhfaras wanted to take Antos to the Elven people, Edora would not let him, they argued and she slapped him. He stormed out of the house, Antos gave him a hug to thank him for the book, but his main reason was to find out where his father had been seen last by the Elven scouts.

"Antos, get in here now," screamed his mother.

"Yes mother what is it?"

"Your father is dead. He died while trying to save the people that disowned him. He left you his Elven bow." she said with tears in her eyes and then she broke down.

The boy called his two sisters that still lived at home, asked them to look after their mother. Took his father's bow, collected some of his belongings in a pack, including his favorite book, grabbed some water and food, said goodbye to his mother and sisters and left. Walked outside the hut, he closed his eyes and pictured in his mind the place his father had been seen last, willed himself to be there.

Darkness, feeling of flying aimlessly. Then light, and hitting the ground hard. Ouch, he needs to practice long distance relocation, at least the landing part of it. He looked around, and yes, he was at the place he picked out of his uncle's mind. But now there were burnt trees all around, no sign of animals or birds, deathly silence all around, even the wind seemed to have abandoned this place of death. Getting up and checking to see if his bow was alright and if his arrows were not broken, he set out to search for his father.

Antos had grown quite a bit in the last five years, he stood at 5' 6" (1.65 m), weighted about 80 stones or 120 pounds (50 kg) of toned muscles, 5" (12.5 cm) of hard boyhood but no seed yet, blue-green eyes, long honey blond hair, tied in a pony tail that went half way down his back, his Elven ears sticking out of his hair, moving with the grace and stealth of a panther on the prowl.

The first day of searching brought no results, Antos had seen a few Elven bodies all with their ears cut off, some were charred others horribly mutilated, but no father. The few Human bodies he saw, he spit on them. They had murdered his father and his people, he hated the Holylight bastards. He was a Sherhram, they would pay for their deeds, even if it costs him his life, he would still make many of them pay for their crimes.

Towards dusk Antos changed into the form of a wolf, found a cozy little den and went to sleep. Was woken up next morning by sounds of talking and laughing. Still in the shape of a wolf, peaked out the small cave. The sight in front of me still haunted him to this day.

A group of Holylighters had captured an Elven youth of about fifteen summers. They had cut off his ears, had a thick branch shoved in his butt, he was gagged and one of them was cutting the boys genitals off. It was to late to save the youth, but his death would be avenged. Returning to his true form, Antos crept out of the cave sneaking close to the soon to be corpses, once reaching my goal he stood up.

"Say your prayers to which ever demon you worship, cause today you die." he said in a loud voice.

They turned quickly but seeing only a boy, laughed and made comments about using him as their plaything before they kill him, some of them started advancing. Antos released his will, the Holylighters found themselves on the ground writhing in agony.

Slowly he walked over to them. With a wave of his hand everyone of them was naked, their clothes, armors, weapons all neatly staked nearby.

"Now I have noticed you bastards like to collect Elven ears, wonder what should I collect? Your genitals are way to puny to even make it interesting, your ears are as ugly as you, so maybe I'll collect your tongues and make a necklace of them, what do you corpses think?" he asked them.

For some reason they did not answer, Antos did not take their ability to talk, just gave them excruciating pains all over their bodies making them incapable of any movement except trashing on the ground like fishes out of water. Finding the man that had removed the genitals of the by now dead Elven youth he smiled. Willed him to be paralyzed, then taking his hunting knife, proceeded to pull his tongue out and cut it off. Then removing his own genitals, stuffed them in his mouth bloody end first. Proceeding through all of them, removing their tongues then stuffing their genitals in their mouths he waited until everyone of them was dead. Going to the pile of weapons found the sharpest short sword, removed their heads, then stuck them on pikes that were produced out of thin air.

Satisfied with their demise, Antos took the body of the youth, cleansed and buried him with proper rites. After looking around for a bit he discovered their wagon and loaded all their belongings in the wagon, and then proceeded to search for more Holylighters and his fathers body.

It took him two more days to find his father and his friend among a big group of dead Holylighters. Phaderas and his friend fought valiantly taking many of the assholes with them, their bodies were not mutilated but their ears were gone. He knew it had to be a priest that killed his father because he had sensed magic around the body, and from what he had learned only the priests could use magic.

Burying his father and his best friend was about the hardest thing Antos had to do in his whole life so far. After they were buried, he stripped the corpses of the Humans of all their belongings and added those to the pile of war booty in the wagon.

By that time Antos had killed 15 of the hated enemy, taking only the tongues of his kills. Their tongues once they were properly dried would be part of a necklace he was going to make and wear. It was now time to find a safe haven for a few days, his rations had run out and he needed to sell the loot, so food and lodging could be purchased.

Not knowing what direction to go, Antos talked with his animal friends. A hawk informed him of a settlement southwards where there were darker skinned Humans. That must be the mythical Freedom, that slaves in the neighboring farm talked about. Since this was still enemy territory, the boy needed to be alert, again he enlisted the help of animals and birds to warn him of any approaching Humans. Armors, weapons except for the short sword he now wore, clothes and other items were all in the wagon. Coins were in his money pouch, rings, and other jewelry were in another pouch hidden under the wagon. After about two hours of traveling he was alerted by a sparrow that there was a group of about five white and one dark Human ahead. Stopping the wagon, he got off it and carefully like a cat on a hunt went it the direction the sparrow had told him.

The scene in front of him, made his blood boil. Naked, legs spread and tied, bent over a log with his arms tied in front, was an Ebon lad. Five Holycorpses with their rigid manhood's were preparing to do something to the lad. The boy stepped out from behind the tree.

"My advice is to release the boy, then leave here and never return."

The men looked towards the sound of the voice and seeing only a 10-year-old boy there, laughed and said there was still space on the log to tie him also, then could have their fun with both of the heathen animals. Two of them brandishing their swords came towards him. The boy smiled, suddenly both men were hanging from the nearest tree with nooses around their necks. The remaining ones followed their comrades by hanging from other tree branches.

"You had your chance now you're dead. Oh well, five more tongues for my necklace," mused the boy.

Antos freed the lad, and asked "Who are you and what happened to you, boy?"

"I am Amir and come from Freedom. I just had my twelfth birth day and my mother allowed me to go hunting game for. But I got lost and was captured by the Holylighters."

"Now you are safe, the Holylighters are dead. How do I come in Freedom?" Antos asked the naked boy.

"I know a fast way to Freedom, only known to residents of the place. It will take another day to get there with the wagon. I will show you the way."

After the corpses are cleaned out of everything useful and their genitals replace their tongues in their mouths the boys leave with the wagon, when dusk starts approaching Antos tells Amir to wait for him while he finds them a place to sleep. Going away from the wagon so as not to scare the horse he becomes a wolf and goes in search of a hiding place. There were no caves, but he found a good well hidden spot that had grass and water for the horse. They could eat some of the rations they took from the enemy. The boys slept in tree branches, with the owls and other night animals watching out for them.

In the morning after washing themselves in the small creek they set out for Freedom, his animals friends had told him there were no Humans between their destination and them, but they would keep a look out and he'd be warned if there was any danger. At sunset the boys made it to the village of Freedom. Amir directs them to his families hut, his mother Esmira, two brothers and sisters come out to greet him. His mother hugs him, sobs, cries and chews his ass out, all at once.

"Mama, this is Antos, he saved my life, if not for him the Holylighters would have raped me and then killed me. I'm not sure what happened but after he released me, I saw that all of them were hanging from trees dead." Amir told his family.

Next thing Antos knew he was being embraced by the plump Ebon woman, thanking him, kissing his face all over, crying, hugging him real tight.

"My home is your home as long as you like. I adopt you as one of my own sons," she said.

"But I have already a mama and a family," Antos told her.

"No problem, when you are here you are my son. These are now your brothers, Egrim is the oldest, he is thirteen. You know Amir, he is twelve and that is the youngest Salim, he is eleven years old. And that are now your sisters."

"Fine! Where can we hide or store the wagon with the loot?"

His new brother Egrim showed him the small barn behind the hut. Antos and the three Ebon brothers, now also his brothers, got the wagon in the barn, unhitched the horse, gave it a rub down, then let it graze near by. One of the girls came to tell them supper is ready and for them to wash and come in to eat. He noticed that while the two girls had some sort of dress or smock the three black boys were naked as the day they were born and he was the only boy that was dressed and armed.

The inside of the hut was cozy and comfortable, he could see a womans touch everywhere, things were in their places, the place was poor but neat. While they ate, the poor boy had to field questions from every member of the family. The fare was simple home grown vegetables, home baked bread, an aromatic tea.

After supper the three naked black Ebon boys took him to a loft in the barn.

"Why don't you wear any clothes? I see the adults and the girls here in the village with at least some clothes, but you and all other boys go naked." Antos was eager to know.

"That is because we all were Ebon slaves. Slave boys go naked until they are like 18, after that they get to wear a small loincloth which is just a string tied around the waist with a small piece of cloth to cover the cock and balls, front leaving the back naked so the masters or overeseers can fuck them when they want to. For Ebons that is no problem, because in the dark continent all boys go naked until they are married, and that happens anywhere from 18 to 20." Egrim explained.

Antos did not know exactly what Egrim meant with the 'fucking', but since he did not want to be the only boy dressed the white half Elven boy stripped also naked.

"This is where we boys sleep, Antos, since the house has only one bedroom and that is shared by our mother and sisters." Amir told him when they entered the barn.

"Where is your father?" Antos asked.

"He was killed while we were escaping from our master," answered Egrim.

"Mine was killed by the Holycorpses while he was helping the Elves escape to safer woods," he replied.

"You mean the Holylighters?" asked Salim, the youngest boy.

"No I mean Holycorpses, because I intend to kill as many as I can until I find the priest who cut off my fathers ears."

"Our master was a cruel master but he never killed his slaves. Then the Holylighters came to him and they stayed a long time. After they left, he started killing his slaves by whipping them to death. This was when our family ran away, many slaves were trying to run away also, some made it here to Freedom, others died so the rest could escape. We hate the Holycorpses also." said Amir.

"How are you going to kill them, you are just a little boy, without even any hair around your manhood?" asked Egrim.

"I am an Elven Wizard and can do magic that the Holycorpses never even imagined possible."

"But they have weapons, they are men, will your magic help you against their weapons and their magic?" asked Salim.

"In three days time, there are twenty of them less, I have not suffered a single scratch. Does that answer your question? also their magic is primitive, they need to prepare their spells, make their incantations and everything has to be right, or it does not come out properly."

"You have killed twenty of them by yourself?" asked an incredulous Egrim.

Antos handed Egrim the pouch with the Holylighters' tongues:

"Count the tongues I have collected only from those I killed, there are twenty of them there."

Egrim looked in the pouch and counted the tongues, "If you had seed I would ask you to breed me and my brothers," he said

"You are a boy, how can I breed you?" asked a surprised Antos. He knew all about breeding, he had seen his animal friends doing it, knew it takes a male and female, then the female delivers the cubs or baby birds, but boys breeding boys he never heard of that.

"Haven't you ever played with other boys? or played with your manhood?" Amir asked.

"I have played with my manhood, but not with other boys, where we lived there were my mother, father, my four sisters, close by was an old wizard. How can boys play with each other and breed with each other. Will the boy being bred have a baby?"

That question brought laughter from the three naked Ebon boys. This is a good place to describe the brothers a bit better.

Egrim was a good looking boy, about 13 years old, but he looked older, maybe because he had been the 'man' of the family since his father was killed while the family was escaping from slavery. He was very dark as were most Ebon boys, partly because they are a dark race and partly because Ebon boys were always naked so they get a lot of sun to darken them even more. He was about 5' 5" (1.6 m) tall. From the back he looked thin, but from the front you could see how his chest was developed from working in the fields since he was ten. Slave boys were put to work in the fields when they reached puberty and with most Ebon boys this happened at a young age, for some as young as eight. His long arms didn't have big bulging muscles but those long sinewy ones, he was a wiry boy. He had jet black kinky hair, on the nappy side because that's the way it growed. Big lips with very white teeth which looked even whiter because of his dark color. He had a very long pink tongue which he always seemed to be kicking his lips with, it was a very sexy habit. His legs were in proportion to his torso, without any hair on them. He had a hint of kinky black hair in his pits and a nice patch of cock hair, also very kinky. His cock soft was a thin 5" (12.5 cm), uncut as were all Ebon boys and hung nicely over a plump set of smooth balls, lifting a bit because of how his balls stuck out a little. Hard his cock growed to a very nice 7" (17.5 cm) and Egrim had been making seed since just before his tenth birthday. One of the best features of Egrim was his ass, it was full and round, one of those 'high' asses that just beg for a man's cock to slip between its cheeks. Egim loved to be fucked, he also loved to fuck his little brothers, but he let them fuck him just as much. All in all a very pleasant to look at boy.

Amir was a year younger than Egrim, almost as tall maybe an inch or two shorter. When looking at him what you noticed first were his ears, they were larger than most Ebon boys and stuck out, sometimes called jug-ears. He looked a lot like his older brother facially with the same full red lips and white teeth. He was not as well developed in the chest because he escaped with his family before he had to work in the fields, in fact he had a bit of a tummy and a little baby fat around his sides. He also had a beautiful full round black ass. He was totaly smooth except for a small patch of cock hairs, not as kinky as Egrim's. His cock was 6½" (16 cm) hard and 4½" (11 cm) soft over small but dropped balls, the kind of cock that was joy to suck because of its size, kinda like the poridge in another story, 'just right'.

Salim, now he was what must be called pretty, delicate features, thinner lips shaped like a bow, very kissable. His upper half was longer then his legs. He was hairless except for a few cock hairs and, although it was hard to see, his balls had dropped and he could seed. He was just 11 but that seems to be the average for this family of boys to get seed. Not that we care, but the boy's sisters also seemed to hit puberty at the same age, maybe a tad younger, like 9. They were protected very closely from boys who would take their virgin flower. Salim's cock was the most surprising thing about him, not so long, about 5½" (14 cm) , but, oh my, so thick, when hard it was as thick as his brothers' dicks put together. He was not a braggert, but he was very proud of his fat cock, as well he should be.

After the boys calmed down from their laughter, Amir said: "No wonder, there were no boys for you to play with, if you want we will teach you about boys playing with each other and breeding. Don't worry, boys do not get with baby, because when boys breed each other they stick their meat into their butt holes."

"Their butt holes? but isn't that yucky?" asked Antos shocked.

"No it's not, its a lot of fun to have meat in you hole or to stick your meat in some boy's hole," answered Salim with a grin.

He is completly puzzled, boys breeding with other boys by sticking their meat into their butt holes and nobody gets babies. Strange, this must be an Ebon custom. 'What other strange customs do the Ebons have?', he thought. Then he remembered the Holylighters and Amir over the log.

"Amir, you said the Holylighters were going to rape you, were they going to stick their meat into your hole? why did you say rape when they were going to breed you?" he asked still confused. He might be very smart for his age, knew all about animal, Human reproductions, might be a self trained Sherhram, but when it comes to Human boys and their games, he was innocent and naive.

"Because when somebody forces you do sex stuff with them it's rape. When friends or brothers do it and nobody is forced it's called breeding or fucking, there is also sucking and beating off, but you know about the last one," Amir replied.

"Oh," was all Antos could say.

"So do you want to learn about the fun boys can have with each other?" Egrim asked.

"Sure," replied Antos excited.

"First. I will teach you about sucking, then we'll teach you about breeding."

Egrim was stroking his meat. Also the other naked boys stroke their meat to get it hard. Once all was hard, Egrim told Antos to lay on the straw mats where the boys sleep and spread his legs. He did as he was told not sure what to expect since he never saw anybody do what Egrim was going to do.

Egrim kissed the 10-year-old naked half Elven boys cheeks, nibbled on his ear lobes, slid his tongue inside the Elven ears. Moved to the pretty white neck nibling, kissing it, he continued his exploration of his new friend's body with his tongue and mouth and hands as he moved towards the well developed chest for a boy without hair around his meat. Flicked the tip of his tongue over the hard little nipples, swirled his long pink tongue around those tasty nipples, sucked on them, nibbled, licked. He heard the boy moan, sigh, felt the chest being pushed up to meet his mouth and tongue, he worked on the chest alternating between the two nipples, his hands were softly running over the boy's body, his muscled hard tummy, his finger poked the boy's innie belly button, the boy giggled. He ran his fingers along the hairless area above the boy's rock hard cock, but did not touch it. He worked his way down to that white good sized piece of meat licking and sucking his way, stopping at the belly button he inserted his tongue and swirled around. Egrim got between the white boys legs, and motioned for his brothers to get on each side of the white boy. The 13-year-old Ebon boy pulled the skin back and licked the head, then ran his tongue around it, playing with it, teasing it. The other two attacked Antos' chest, pits, ears, licking, sucking, nibling, running their tongues around the little nubs of the boy's nipples. Egrim in the meantime, had taken all of the white boy's meat in his mouth and was licking, sucking, slightly biting, while his fingers were rubbing the boy's virgin hole and the space between the hole and immature balls.

Antos who up to that point had only beaten his own meat was surprised how good it felt to have his new friends' tongues all over his body and his boyhood in another boy's mouth, sucking on it. He was moaning, panting, wheezing, feeling things he never felt before. One thing he was sure of is that he liked the way Ebon boys play with each other.

Just as Antos thought he was going to orgasm, Egrim slipped his mouth of his meat, lifted his butt up and licked the space between his hole and the back of his little balls. He licked his little balls, nibbled on them, before taking all of the boys meat in his mouth again, working on bringing the trashing and panting boy to a mind blowing orgasm. With a high pitched "AAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYY" Erlhantos had the biggest orgasm of his life.

The Ebon boys waited for their friend to come down from his dry orgasm, then with a smile 11-year-old Salim instructed Antos:

"Get on your fours, and spread your legs and butt cheeks."

Antos jumped when he felt Salim's tongue lick his boy hole, then licked up and down the entire lenght of his crack, probing at his virgin boy hole. He felt the Ebon boy's long pink tongue probe and slide into his hole, felt it moving inside sending shivers all over his body. Salim licked, ate and reamed the virgin white boy hole, his tool was painfully hard, he wanted to ram it in the hole, but he wanted his new friend to enjoy it, so he needed to get the boy's hole ready for his thickest boy meat. He worked his tongue deep into the hole hearing the boy moan, and pushing his butt towards his tongue. He removed his tongue, licked two of his fingers, then slowly inserted one up to the first knuckle, Antos did a sharp breath intake when the tongue was replaced with the finger.

Amir sat in front of Antos' face, his stiff 12-year-old Ebon meat pointing straight at the boy's mouth. Without thinking Antos lowered his mouth and licked the boy juice from the tip of the dark purple head, he hold it in his mouth, it did not taste bad or yucky like he thought it might, his tongue took another swipe to get a better taste of Amir's juice.

Amir encouraged him, "Yeah, lick the head, take it in your mouth."

Antos did that, licking, sucking and remembering what Egrim had done to his meat when he had it in his hot mouth. He started to suck on Amir's black six and half incher (16 cm).

At the same time, Salim had two fingers in Antos' hole, moving them around, spreading them, pulling them in and out of the hole. A third finger was inserted, spreading the boy's hole even wider. The youngest Ebon boy using grease, inserted another finger - this time from his other hand. Using grease to lubricate he worked in three fingers from each hand into the white boy's virgin hole, stretching it to accomodate his very thick boy cock. Moving the fingers around, rubbing the prostrate, he did his best to loosen and relax Antos' butt hole muscles. When he felt it was loose enough and the boy was relaxed he asked Egrim to grease his cock.

"I'm going to put my meat inside your boy hole and show you how an Ebon boy fucks."

Salim lined the thick purple head of his cock with the virgin hole, "Antos, push back as if your are taking a dump," he said.

When he felt the hole loosen a bit he pushed hard and felt his head slide in past the ring. When the head popped inside, Antos howled, instinctively moved forward and swallowed all of Amir's boy meat. Salim let the boy get used to his head inside his hole, then slowly pushed downwards without stopping, until his few hairs were pressed against the white butt. Antos thought that his hole was stretched as fas as it would go without being ripped apart when Salim had six fingers inside him. Now that he had all of the youngsters thick meat inside him, he wondered how he managed to get it all in there without being torn in half. His hole felt like it had a huge log stuffed inside, stretching it to the farthest possible limits. It hurted like the nine hells, but at the same time he felt every nerve ending tingling, his prostrate was being rubbed non-stop sending lightning bolts through his entire body. He wsas covered in goose bumps, his own cock hard like a rock and nobody was even touching it.

'Breeding is strange, it hurts, but at the same time gives one so much pleasure and good feelings,' the boy thought.

Amir had his hands on the boy's head, helping it move up and down his shaft. Salim pulled out until only the head remained inside, then again he slowly inserted his meat all the way in, he did it a few times, then when the hole was loosened enough, he started to pound it with hard fast strokes, pulling his cock out till just the head is in, then ramming it in full force. Amir was doing the same thing from the front, ramming his Ebon cock in and out of Antos mouth, while the boy sucked it for all he worth. Every time Salim rammed his thick black cock into the white boy hole, Antos was shoved full force onto Amir's meat, when Salim pulled out, his mouth was pulled off Amir. The two brothers kept like that going fast then slowing down, then fast again, for a good 20 minutes. Both screamed and hollered together and rammed their thickening cocks into the white boy and unloaded their seed deep into his no longer virgin boy hole and mouth.

Antos had another dry orgasm as the brothers unload their seed in him. His hole and mouth were sore from the hard pounding, but he felt better he has ever felt before. He wanted to suck everyone of those Ebon cocks and had each one of them pound his boy hole untill they release their seed inside him. The three naked boys colapsed on the straw mats, the black cocks sliding out of the white boy's mouth and hole.

"So how did you like sucking and fucking?" Egrim asked.

"Loved it. Amir, will you fuck me next, while I suck either Egrim or Salim," the boy said.

"We have a special breeding way we want to teach you," Amir replied.

"Lay on your back, then pull your legs up towards your head," Egrim instructed.

Amir helped Antos get into the position. Antos felt like being doubled over at the butt, his knees were the closest they have ever been to his head. Egrim scooted over behind him and in one shove rammed all seven inches (17.5 cm) of his thinner teen cock into the boy. Since his hole was still well lubed and loose from Salim's thick meat, the only discomfort Antos felt was when Egrim entered virgin territory, he did a sharp intake of breath. Egrim hugged the 10-year-old white boy, then rolled them both, so Antos was on top with the Ebon cock nestled all the way in his no longer virgin hole. Antos was not sure what the boys have in mind, he sure found out fast what the special Ebon way was. He felt what must be Amir's hands on his back gently rubbing him, then he felt another cock head rubbing at the entrance to his loosened hole.

"You can't stick two cocks in there, it will rip me in half," said a frightened Antos.

"You took Salim's cock, and he is almost as thick as both of us, besides Salim takes both of us every time we fuck him and he is smaller than you in size," answered Amir, slowly pushing the head of his cock into the boy hole. Antos saw stars in front of his eyes when Amirs head finally pushed it's way inside his hole. Egrim remained motionless, his cock staying buried to the hilt in the butt. Very slowly and with a lot of care Amir pushed his cock in, withdraw, pushed a bit more in, withdraw, pushed some more in, he kept going like that while massaging Antos' back. Egrim was licking and sucking on the boys nipples, sending shivers all over his body. Antos was being stuffed to capacity, his hole felt like a tree was being stuffed inside. While at the same time he was in heaven, he had never felt anything like this before. He felt Amir's hairs scratch his butt on the other side of Egrim's hairs. The two naked Ebon boys hugged him and then the three of them roll on the side with Antos between them.

Salim scooted over and got his thick cock, still covered with grease, seed and whatever else got attached to it while he fucked Antos, in front of the white boys face. Antos did not need to be invited. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and sucked Salim's head into his mouth. The 11-year-old boy took hold of Antos' head and slid his meat into the warm moist sucking cavern that was the white boys mouth.

The other two started working together, slowly pulling out until only their heads remained, then slid it back all the way to the end. They kept going like that, then alternate, with one pulling out and the other pushing in.

Antos had all his holes stuffed with Ebon cock, two long ones working his boy hole to such heights of pleasure that he never knew existed, while a thick shorter one was stretching his mouth and throat to its limits gagging him, while making him want more of it. The Ebon boys started to pick up speed pounding their cocks into the raveged boy, alternating between fast and slow strokes, but stuffing every last bit of their Ebon cocks on every insertion.

Antos did not how long this triple stuffing went on, he was running his hands over Salim's butt, sliding his finger inside it, rubbing the boy's prostrate, rubbing Egrim's back, reaching behind him and pulling Amir's butt closer to get all of his cock inside him. He was in a state he could not describe, he had no words for it, he was floating on clouds, angels were singing his body was a temple of exquisite pleasure and the Ebon boys were the priests.

Unknown to the four boys enjoying their bodies on Tarkonia, they were being watched. The Gods were watching their vessel learn another valuable lesson, one they could not impart on him. The boy had surpassed even their expectations for him, he was far more advanced in knowledge for his age then they had expected him to be. The Elven and Human Pantheon of Gods smile, their choice of vessel was a good one.

Salim was the first to scream, "AAAAAAAYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEE I'm shooting, I'm cummmmmmmmmin," followed by Egrim snorting like a wild bull, Amir roared like a lion. All three rammed their Ebon cocks as deep as they would go and erupted in an explosion of seed unlike any they had before. Antos would have howled like a wolf if he could get any sound out of his overstuffed mouth being flooded with Salim's delicious watery cum. All four boys orgasmed at once, three with seed one dry.

They laid like they were panting, coming down from mind blowing orgasms. Once their hearts resumed their normal rate the boys separated. Antos felt empty once the Ebon cocks slid out of his mouth and boy hole. The naked boys snucked out to a small creek on the outskirts of the village to wash themselves before returning to the barn, turning over the mats and going to sleep, spooned against each other.

Next morning after they had breakfast of gruel, home baked bread and tea, Antos asked his friends where he can sell his loot.

"You can sell some of it to the local shop, but I would reccomend waiting a few days until the trade wagons come to the glade a ways from the village. You can get more coin from them for your loot," Egrim said.

"What would you recommend, I sell to the local shop keeper? Also where can we get some meat around here?" Antos wanted to know.

"Regular clothes, shoes Mr. Big will buy for a good price, also leather armors," Amir replied.

"Mr. Big???"

"They call him Mr. Big 'cause he has the biggest and thickest cock in the village. On Egrim's 13th birthday Mr. Big breeded him in exchange for some clothes for our sisters and food. Egrim could not walk for two days." Salim informed.

Antos filed that in his mind, the man was to be avoided for sex at all costs.

"You can also sell some of the metal armors and weapons that need repair to the local blacksmith, he can repair them then sell them to the local people for a profit," Egrim added.

"To get meat there is only one place in town and that is the food store owned by the mayor, but he charges to much for it. The other way is to hunt, which is what I was doing before getting lost and captured by the Holycorpses," Amir said.

"Thanks, can you all help me sort out the loot and see what to sell here in Freedom and what we should wait for the trade caravan," said Antos.

The boys spent a good part of the day going through all the loot, separating it in piles, for village or caravan, then into other piles depending on what buyer to sell it to. The rings, gems jewelry they say was best to sell to an Ebon trader that comes with the caravan. Once they had things sorted out, they took the stuff to the local shop keeper and sold him all the clothes and leather armors. Antos let Egrim do the bargaining with the man.

While they were at the local general shop, Antos noticed that Mr. Big sure was big. He stood about 6' 7" with shoulders almost as wide as bears, arms as thick as the big branches on the tree near his home, legs as thick as tree trunks. What caught the boy's attention and made him fearfull was the size of the mans cock and balls that could be clearly seen through his light close fitting cotton pants. The man's balls hanging low on one side looked like two big oranges, his cock snaking down the other leg almost reaching his knee was as thick as the boy's fist and it was not even hard. The boy gulped when he saw that very huge meat and ballsack.

They made more than enough money to buy a nice roast and some soup meat and still had a bit leftover. Happy with their trading they ran home and give the meat to their mother. She was delighted, since meat for their family was a rare treat. She thanked Antos for his generosity. He let her know that since he was eating at their table, sharing their food, sleeping with her sons sharing their bed, in fact was one of her sons, it was only right that he contributed what he could to the family. They returned to the barn and loaded up the family's cart with stuff for the blacksmith, there again Egrim did the bargaining and they came out doing quite well.

The three Ebon brothers decided to show their new white adopted brother where they swam with other boys. On the way there Antos asked Egrim, "how did you manage to take that huge thick cock of Mr. Big up your butt without being split in half?"

"Mr. Big's cock does not get much thicker than what you saw, but it sure does get a lot longer," Egrim explained. "When the man shot his seed, I burped it for a few hours and I felt like I was being drowned in the man's cum," he added.

"There is no way that Mr. Big is getting that monster cock anywhere near my boy hole or mouth," Antos let them know.

They laughed and told him that Mr. Big only likes boys after they start to seed, so he was safe.

Mr. Big had seen the naked 10-year-old white boy with Esmira's sons. The boy was of good height to take his enormous meat up that white boy butt, he wondered if the boy seeded already. If the boy had seed he sure was going to get his cock up that white butt and down that throat. He had a pretty good idea that everything the boys sold him was somehow procured by the boy. How the boy got it, he did not know, but he was going to find out. He called Grog, his 15-year-old green Orc slave boy, the only boy that could take his cock down his throat or up his green butt every night and still be tight the next night.

Grog being an Orc was taller than the Ebon boys. Standing at 5' 10" (1.75 m), broad shoulders, well developed chest with muscled pecs and two big dark green/brown nipples. He had a nice six pack, with a happy trail leading to a hairy groin surrounding his more then ample package which at the moment was hard as a rock, his viscious looking green cock standing at attention was 10" (25 cm).

Mr. Big gave his Orc slave boy his mission and sent him to the swimming hole, where the local boys swam.

Next day Antos went hunting and as was his habit talked with the animals and asked for their permission to kill either the old or lame that were slowing down the heard. His new brothers were amazed when they saw him doing that. They did bring back a big older elk home, where they skinned it, cleaned, salted some meat and smoked the rest. Antos showed his Ebon brothers how to cure a deer or elk hide, so it could be used to make clothes or shoes. At night before bed they engaged in their sex games, Antos got used to where he could take both older boys at once either in his mouth or boy hole without much discomfort. He also learned how to breed boys.

They made very good profit selling his loot at the traders caravan. The day after trading with the caravan 10-year-old Antos left to continue his mission to find and kill the priest who had slain his father and cut his ears off.

Later that day Grog reported his findings to his master.

"Master the boy is a 10-year-old half Elf, his father was killed by the Holylight people and he is on a campaing of vengance. He knows some very powerfull Elven magic and so far has killed twenty of the Holylighters. He is searching for the priest that killed his father and removed his ears. He does not seed yet, but he is involved in sex play with the three Ebon boys."

"Very good slave, now I want you to befriend Esmira's sons, get them involved in sex play with you, get them used to your green cock, so when the half Elf returns they will want to introduce him to their new friend. I want to get him used to your green meat also, let me know when he starts seeding. I have had the pleasure of breeding the oldest boy, but did not get a chance to feed him my snake. I want to fuck the holes and mouths of all four of them, turn them into my sex slaves." Mr. Big was rubbing his huge snake which now was at full lenght. It was an impressive and scary sight measuring 16 2/3" in lenght and 3½" in diameter.

"Master, if you take their mother as a wife, by law all four boys have to obey you and satisfy your every sexual desire. They will have no choice but to do as they are told and take your snake when and where you want Master."

Mr. Big laughed, "You're not bad for a dumb Orc slave, your idea does merit some thought. You are still going to befriend the boys. Is it true that Orc cum is addicting to Humans?" he asked.

"Oh yes master, my clan used to get their Human slaves addicted to Orc cum so they would not revolt or run away," replied the Orc boy.

"Good, we will get those four addicted to your cum and my snake," Mr. Big laughed. "All this sex talk has got me wanting some, come to bed, slave."

Mr. Big sat on his bed, spreaded his massives thighs, Grog got on his fours in front of his master, crawled between the massives tighs, opened his mouth wide and took his master's cock head in his mouth. The man grabbed the Orc boy's ears and rammed the entire lenght of his massive snake down the boys throat. He face fucked his slave hard and brutaly, not caring about the Orc, just his need to unload a huge load down the willing throat. Grog was used to this treatment, his master did not care if he sucked him or not as long as his lips were tight against the huge thick shaft and he did not spil a drop of his master's cum, the man was happy.

The Orc slave had been servicing his master since shortly before he was 12 summers old and his widowed mother sold him to the man.

Mr. Big continued to pound his snake in and out of the Orc's mouth with force for about 10 minutes, then with a grunt he rammed all of it down the slave's throat and emptied his huge load into the boy's stomach.

"I want you to learn the boys habits, be around them when they go swimming, offer to service their cocks, then get them to suck you green meat and get them addicted to your cum. I want to know when all four of them bend over or open their mouths for your meat, when you just rub it in front of them," said the satisfied man. "Now go your room, your services are not needed anymore tonight."

He felt asleep thinking of what he would do with those boys, how much he was going to enjoy, ramming his snake down their throats, hearing and watching them gag until they got used to having it violently stuffed down their throats. He sure was going to enjoy ramming his snake up their butts, hearing them scream and plea for mercy as he ravaged them over and over again, until they were begging for him to use them harder and faster.

Now is a good time to explain differences between cocks of various species and races. Among Humans the the Far East or Slant-eye race on the average has the smallest, next come the White males, followed by the Sun-kissed or Brownies, with the Ebons sporting the longest and thickest cocks on the average. Of course there are exceptions to every rule, but average that is the way the Human male reproductive organs are. Elves have a tendency to have a more slender but longer meat than the average white male; somewhere between the White and Brownie. Dwarfs on the other hand tend to have approximately the same lenght as the Slant-eyes but are about as thick as Brownies. One thing all of these species and races have in common is that the head of their reproductive organ is basically similar, so if you know what the head of a Human male looks like, then you know what an Elven or dwarven head will look like. Now the Orc cock is a different story altogether, they have a tendency to be bigger than even the Ebon cocks, also their head is very different. Have you ever seen a mushroom with a semi-circular top that is kinda blunt, and it's diameter at times is almost twice as that of the stem? well think of a big mushroom, where the top is more of a eliptical form with both the top part and bottom part being curved. The bottom part connects to the shaft of the cock also instead of a vertical piss slit the Orcs have crosshair slit with center of the crosshair being in the center of the head. Something that would hurt like hell going in and going out also. Grog at 15 was packing a 10" long by 2 1/3" diameter green cock with the diameter of his head being 1½ times wider than his shaft.

This time Antos was gone for an entire week. He mainly disposed of raiding parties around the fringes of Everwoods. By the time he was ready to return to the cave he had 62 tongues in his pouch, including the original twenty, all of them on a string. He had also learned the location of two Holylighter villages, where there were some priests.

Before he left Antos had found a nice big cave not far from the village, which was big enough to hold the wagon and had an inside stream with a patch of grass for the horse to graze, it also had plenty of space to store his loot. He did not want to go back to the lands of Holylight Freeholds with the wagon, since it made to much noise and it was also slow. He figured on stealing a horse from the Holycorpses, then relocating his loot to the cave as he got it, where later he could load it on the wagon and bring it to Freedom.

For the horses he took from the Holylighters he had found a nice hidden canyon. The Holycorpses he left with his usual trademark of replacing tongues with their genitals and heads on spikes.

He brought a herd of 35 good well rested horses with him back to Freedom. Egrim met him at the outskirts of the village and together they went to the stables to sell most of the horses, keeping only three.

Once the horses were sold, Egrim and Antos made it home. They got Amir and Salim and rode with them to the cave where the wagon and the loot was. It did not take Antos long to load the wagon using magic. With the loot being loaded according to where it was going to be sold and to whom, they returned home. Egrim rode in the wagon while the other three boys rode on the war booty horses.

He made quite a bit of money from all the stuff he relieved the Holycorpses of.

Antos had also shot a lame deer buck, and had it skinned. It needed to be salted or smoked, which occupied the four boys the rest of the day until supper time. After a satisfying supper with venison stew as the main course, the three Ebon brothers took Antos to their private swiming hole.

While Antos had been gone Grog had started befriending the Ebon boys, they swam and played together. There was no sex between them yet, but Grog was slowly working on that part. The other kids did not like being around Grog, so the three boys and the Orc had found a nice private place where they could swim, relax or just talk and get to know each other.

Mr. Big had seen the boys arrive with the wagon, He knew when Esmira fed them, so he watched until he saw them heading for their private spot and sent Grog to meet them there with instructions to initiate sex play with them by servicing their cocks.

Grog arrived just after the boys. The three Ebon brothers introduced the naked green Orc boy to Antos who had seen him only once at the other swimming hole, where the rest of Freedoms children played and swam.

"Hello I'm Grog, you are the half Elven Antos that has been killing the Holylighters. How many have you killed so far?" he asked trying to be friendly. He knew he could not breed the boys until after his master did it, but once his master had had his snake inside them, then he would get to breed them with his green cock. He really was going to enjoy breeding all of them especially the half Elven one.

"Twenty the first time and 42 this time. Have not found the priest that killed my father yet, but I will find him," answered Antos.

"How can a boy without hair yet kill so many Human adults and not even get hurt?" asked the Orc boy, knowing his master would be pleased with him for getting information out of the boy.

Antos felt uneasy around Grog, the Orc was not being sincere, there was something about him that bothered Antos.

"I'm an Elf and everybody knows we are great warriors and wizards, I'm just a bit better than the rest, that's all."

He did not want to give the green boy any information that could be used against him.

"Ah, such a great warrior as you needs to have his manhood worshipped. It would be my pleasure to worship your cock with my mouth if you would permit me such honor." Grog hoped this would initiate their sex play as ordered by his master.

Antos thought about it and decided he might as well let the 15-year-old Orc boy suck him, since that would give him the chance to read his mind and memories and could find out what the Orc was up to.

"It would be an honor for me to have such a big strong Orc warrior suck me," replied the sneaky boy.

Grog was happy, his master would be very happy that he had done his mission so well and fast. He was going to suck the half Elf and his master was interested in that boy the most. Grog had the boy lay down on the grass and swallowed his cock and balls in one go. Antos put his hand on the Orc's head and let him do all the work of bringing him to a dry orgasm, while he probed the Orc mind and memories for information.

What Antos learned disturbed and worried him. All four of them were in great danger from Mr. Big and his Orc boy slave. After Grog sucked the white 10-year-old boy, they all sat around and talked swam for a bit then went to their homes. Once the four were back in the barn Antos said they needed to talk.

"Egrim, when Mr. Big breeded you, was he brutal with you, did he force you?" he asked.

"Well he was gentle at first then he got rough, kinda like Salim did with you, but that is the way Ebon men breed with boys. He did not rape me, he offered some clothes for our sisters and some food in exchange for me letting him breed me with his snake," the black teen replied.

"I bet Grog only started being friendly with you after I left. Did you wonder why now, when he has been here from before the time your family arrived here?" asked Antos

"He said he had seen his master breed Egrim and thought all of us were very good looking boys and since he did not have any friends here he was hoping we would not mind being his friends." Amir answered.

"While he was sucking me I read his mind and is he being your friend because his master Mr. Big told him to do it," continued the half Elf.

"You can read minds? have you read ours when we had sex?" asked an upset Egrim.

"Yes, I can read minds but I have not read your minds because the three of you are the closest I've ever had to having brothers. I read Grog's mind because something about him bothered me, it did not feel right, he was not sincere," replied Antos.

"So what did you find out?" asked an excited Salim. "Bet he wants to breed all of us with his big green cock."

"Mr. Big likes his sex with boys to be hard and brutal. His sex with Grog is like that. He likes to ram his huge cock down a boy's throat with no regard for the boy, just his own need to shoot his seed deep into a boy's mouth or hole. The more pain the boy suffers, the more he enjoys it." Antos went on. "He has ordered Grog to get all four of us addicted to Orc cum. When we bend over or open our mouths for Grog's cock, he only needs to rub it in front of us, Mr. Big will then fuck us brutally and violently." He paused, and then continued. "Grog is not supposed to breed us, just yet only get us addicted to his cum, so we will be his willing cocksuckers. Once he gets that done, Mr. Big will breed us until we crave his snake and become his sex slaves, groveling and begging him to use us or let Grog use us for their pleasure."

"Oh shit!" said the three Ebon boys.

"That is not all. Grog has suggested to his master Mr. Big that if he takes your mama for a wife, then he will be our papa and can have us satisfy every sex need he has. That is the law, and we would have to obey him."

"What can we do? can't you do some of your magic?" asked the panicked boys.

"One thing we can do is not to have sex with Grog again. If Mr. Big takes your mama for wife, well we're all royally and brutally fucked from both ends with no choice in the matter." said Antos.

"Egrim, how much money do we have and how much do you think we can get for the loot this time?" asked the half Elf suddenly.

"Why do you ask?" the Ebon boy queried

"Well, if your mama had money or a small business then it would be harder for Mr. Big to talk her into being his wife. Because she would not need him to help support her family."

"What we have would not be enough to start a bakery, which is what mama had always wanted to do. You would need to get as much as you got this time at least two more times. Then we could buy the old bakery and mama could open it."

"I will leave for the two Holylight villages tomorrow. Can you guys sell all of the loot we have now? When I come back in about two weeks we should have enough loot and money to buy the old bakery. As long as we do not have anymore sex with Grog, there will be nothing Mr. Big can do to turn us into his and Grog's sex slaves." Antos said. "Also be very carefull what you say when Grog is around, everything he hears he reports to his master."

Grog returned to his master very happy. He had sucked the half Elven boy and found out he was still dry. He knew the boy was a powerfull warrior and wizard, he figured the boy had been modest when talking about himself. Grog knew the boy had killed 62 Holylighters in less then two weeks time, while suffering no damage to himself. That meant the boy was more powerfull than he claimed, something he knew his master would want to know. Tomorrow he was going to try and get at least one of the boys to eat his Orc cum and in that way starting to get them addicted to it. Grog was hoping it would be the white boy who would drink his cum first, because even if he was the youngest, the Orc sensed he was the leader of the four boys.

"Master, I sucked the half Elf. He is still dry." Grog informed his master and proceeded to give the full report.

"You did good slave, the boy needs to be watched carefully, if he's as powerfull as that. You need to get him addicted to your Orc cum as soon as you can. He would be the most difficult one to do that to, also get the other three sucking your green cock and drinking your cum, as often as you can." His master instructed. "I don't think I will wait for the half Elven to make seed, but fuck his butt and mouth as soon as you get all four of them addicted to your Orc cum." Mr. Big added.

He thought that once the other three see their young leader helpless at his and Grog's hands, they will be easier to tame and turn into willing sex slaves for him and his Orc slave. He was very pleased with his slave's accomplishments today.

He told his willing slave, "Grog get on the bed and spread your green legs. After I fuck you, I might even give you the pleasure of having my cock in your butt for the whole night. You pleased me that much slave."

"Thank you, master, it would be an honor to have master's cock in my worthless slave hole all night filling me with master's cum," responded Grog, actually happy at having his cruel master's cock in his ass all night.

The naked 15-year-old green boy got in the middle of the big bed and spreaded his legs. He knew his master's massive legs will spread them even further. Mr. Big got on the bed, using his knees to spread the slave's legs as far as they will go. He lined the head of his huge snake with the Orc teen's well-used pucker and rammed it all the way home in one furious long shove. Grog screamed into the pillow, no matter how many times his master had fucked him, it always hurt like the nine hells when he first rammed his snake all the way inside his green teen hole. Grog knew that his master did not bother lubing a boy's hole, he just shoved all the way in. So he had been keeping his hole always lubed to take at least some of the pain away.

As the man was pounding away at his slave's hole with fast furious shoves - you could not call them anything else - he thought about how great the Orc's recuperative powers were. Even after a brutal fuck like now, the next morning Grog's hole would be tight again, not virgin but tight. That would not happen with the white half Elf or the black Human boys, so he would not be able to take his pleasure with them anytime he wants.

Grog was savoring his master's huge snake pounding his teen butt. Everytime his master rammed it home it felt like his insides were all squished and when he pulled it out it felt like his insides are being sucked out through his boy hole. His master's snake was scraping both his front and inner prostrate, sending lightning bolts thru his whole body, making him whimper, pushing his butt upwards to get more of his masters meat. He wished he could get his master's balls inside him also. He loved it when his master was in a tender mood and let him adore his huge balls, allowing him to suck them, lick and worship them before shoving his snake down the boy's eager throat.

Mr. Big is pounding the Orc's butt with such force as to squish the teens big round ass like a pancake. Grog's green dick was as hard as it can be, being continuosly rubbed against the rough sheets and matress.

Mr. Big loved pulling his snake out of a hole until only the head remained in or all the way out and then with a powerfull thrust ramming it home until his balls smacked the butt and his coarse dense cock hairs were mashed against the squished cheeks. Tonight he was inspired, he pounded the 15-year-old slave boy under him full force non stop for a good twenty minutes before with a howl he unloaded his thick load deep into the teen's bowels, he fell on top of the Orc boy. When his master erupted inside him, Grog also had a shatering orgasm, spilling his yellowish Orc cum between his belly, chest and the sheets. He would have to clean the sheets tomorrow for his master. He felt his master nibble the back of his neck, his ear lobes. Grog was in heaven, he has pleased his master very much today.

"You're such a good fuck slave and you did what you were ordered very well." The man said as he laid on top of the Orc youth without removing his meat out of the boy. He was going to reward the slave boy by letting him keep his meat in his hole all night. Grog sure had come a long way from when he had bought him from his whore mother, a month short of his 12th birthday. He remembered the boy's manly talk of how he was going to be a big powerfull Orc warrior, killing anyone who stood in his way. How the Orc boy claimed that even if he was a slave that he would not allow anyone to use him as a cum dump like his mother was.

Mr. Big smiled remembering how he turned the future warrior into his personal groveling cum dump, who would do anything to please his master in order to be rewarded with master's seed fed through either of his willing holes. That first night when they camped a ways from the road, after they ate and Grog cleaned the utensils used to cook and eat. He told his new slave boy that now was time for him to service his master's cock. The boy tried to put up a fight, but his master was to big and powerfull for him. He had pinned the boy on his back with his knees on his chest, his snake was hard and leaking cock juice. He rubbed it against the green pucker, it looked so sweet, so inviting he could not resist and rammed every last inch of his long thick snake inside the Orc boy in one long brutal shove, his balls smacked the upside of the green butt. The naked 11-year-old slave boy had howled and growled in pain and anger, tried squirming from under the huge man, but to no avail.

The slave boy'ss eyes registered hatred, anger and pain. Mr. Big had taken his time after the initial assault to work the boys dual prostrates, while pinching, rubbing, pulling, biting the small green nipples, sending waves of sexual delight through his young slave's body, his massive snake pistoning the hole in a measured fast tempo, to provide the most sexual pleasure possible. He watched as the anger and hatred in the boy's eyes were replaced by confusion. He had the boy watch as his large green cock got hard all on it's own, while continuing to fuck the boy in measured tempo, pulling out then sliding back in making sure he stimulated the boy's dual prostrate glans both going in and out of his hole. When the boy erupted with a load of watery yellowish Orc cum, he made the boy admit he loved being a cum bucket for the man. The Orc youth had pleaded and begged his master not to make him admit his shame. Mr. Big worked on the boys green nipples pulling them, licking, sucking, biting them, working them over until the boy with tears in his eyes admited loving the feel of his master's Ebon snake fucking his hole, feeling his master's big balls slapping his boy butt. Mr. Big picked up his pace fucking with wild abandon, pulling his snake all the way out then ramming it home in one powerfull shove, letting his balls spank his slaves upturned butt.

Grog was howling in pleasure and pain, begging his master to fuck him faster, harder to shove all of his snake inside him, to cram his balls in the boys butt also. With a howl Grog orgasmed again, sending his watery cum all over his chest, belly and face. Mr. Big smiled he knew that this was the moment of truth, the Orc boy was going to be forever his more than willing cum bucket. He pounded the slave boy's no longer virgin green butt for another ten minutes before he rammed his snake all the way in and unloaded his massive load of thick creamy cum in his newest cum bucket.

He got on his knees after extracting the snake from the Orc's abused hole. He was surprised when the slave boy reached for his snake, took hold of it with his fingers, then raised himself and swallowed the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it lapping at the cum, blood and butt juices. His eyes had a pleading look asking his master to feed him the Ebon cock that had just finished raping his butt. Mr. Big sure complied with the boy's request and grabbing him by his ears and back of head stuffed his cock down the willing mouth and throat. He face-fucked the boy for a good twenty minutes, alternating between fast and furious to slow and deliberate thrusts, but on all of them he squashed the Orc's lips against his crotch. The slave boy was sucking and slobbering all over his master's Ebon snake. With a deep growl both master and slave orgasmed.

Once Mr. Big was on his blanket, Grog had crawled to him, took his master's huge ballsack in his mouth and went to sleep. Mr. Big patted the boys head telling him he was the best cum bucket he ever had, and that he was glad he purchased him from his mother and not some other Orc slave boy.

Just thinking about all that sex he got hard again and started to slowly fuck the slave under him, he heard the teen moan and raise his ass to meet his master's cock. But Mr. Big was troubled, he knew he would not be able to fuck the half Elf and three Ebon boys as often as he would like, since their recuperative powers were nowhere near that of an Orc and he wanted their boy holes to be tight for his every fuck. Then he remembered that when he lived in Spectrum, he had heard about a Slant-eye doctor who had a special procedure to make boy holes virgin forever. No matter how many times they were fucked or how big the cock was, the butts remained virgin and undamaged. It would take about two minutes after finishing the fuck, before the boy hole was virgin again and ready for pleasure. He hoped his old aquaintance will be with the trade caravan going to Spectrum and passing not far from Freedom. He needed to have the Slant-eye found and a letter delivered to him with a special job order. He smiled to himself to have all four of those boys be forever virgin. That would be heaven, he would have five of tightest boy asses in Tarkonia, to use any time he wants.

His spirits having been lifted, he chuckled to himself remembering the 16-year-old snotty son of his last master, how he had snuck up on the boy when he was bathing alone in a creek at the farthest reaches of his master's estate, waited for the boy to get out of the water, then pounced on him. Dropping the boy on the ground face down, rubbing his thick dick head up and down the boy's crack, spreading those virgin globes apart. Hearing the snotty boys threating, cussing, demanding to be released, acting so self important.

The look on the brat's face, when Mr. Big flipped him over, and the boy saw the huge Ebon snake, how easy it was to shove the teens legs up to his chest and spread them, pinning them down with only one muscled arm. How the threats changed to pleas, promises, as he rubbed the head of his monstrous snake between those pure white butt cheeks.

The look of shock and fear when the brat had promised him anything he wanted and he informed the lad he had what he wanted, his snotty virgin boy hole.

The blood curling scream, that nobody else could hear, when he shoved the head of his snake past the pucker ripping it to shreds.

The crying, whimpering, begging and howling, as he rammed his thick Ebon fuck stick to the hilt in one violent brutal thrust, that did not stop until his kinky, wiry cock hairs were mashed against the white butt cheeks, squishing them.

The sound of tearing flesh and tissues as he pounded the snotty brat's boy hole mercelesly with long fast, furious strokes. Watching the white boy's cocklet getting stiff without anybody touching it, as he rubbed, scratched the prostrate during his pounding. Telling the boy he must like having his big Ebon fuck stick in his hole, because his little cocklet was hard on its own.

The look of denial, the shaking of his head, the begging to stop the assault. When the boy orgasmed, he whispered that he realy must like being filled with an Ebon fuck stick, because he cummed all on its own.

The look of defeat on the boys face, as he continued to pound his hole. Making the boy tell him he loved getting fucked by big Ebon fuck sticks, hearing a half hard whisper of admission, making the boy repeat it louder how he loved to be fucked. Playing with the boys tiny nipples, pinching them, twisiting, pulling, making the boy moan and cry in pain and pleasure. Seeing the look of shame on the boy's face and in his eyes as he started begging the man to fuck him harder, faster, rougher, begging his new master to ram every last bit of his monster snake up his worthless white boy hole. Watching the snot have his second orgasm, at the same time he was filling the no longer virgin but well fucked and ripped butt hole with his copious load of cum.

How once spent he pulled his snake out of the raveged hole, got on his knees, grabbed the brat by his long straight brown hair and yanked his face into his crotch where he rubbed that pretty face all over his long semi-soft snake covered in cum, blood and the boy's own butt juices. Telling the boy what a good boy whore he was, how he was born to service and worship Ebon cocks.

Yanking his hair he stiffled the scream by stuffing the head of now again hard snake into the boy's mouth. He will never forget the look of absolute horror and terror, on the white boy's face as he informed the snot, that he was now going to fuck his pretty face just like he did his no longer virgin fuck hole. He was sure that if the boy could have, he would have screamed louder than he had so far, when he, grabbing the boy by his ears and hair pushed his hips forward and pulled the boy's head towards him, stuffing every last bit of his snake into that pretty face and mouth, feeling the nose squashed against his cock hairs, his rosy lips mashed against the base of his cock.

The tightness of that never used before throat, the gurgling sounds of the boy choking on his meat, when the boy's face started turning blue, he pulled it back until only the head remained.

He ordered the boy to breathe through his nose, taking bigger breaths when just the head was in his pretty mouth. The look of fear, defeat, horror registered on that pretty face as he started to face-fuck the white boy with no mercy and no regard for the boy, only enough to give the boy a few seconds to breathe when just his head was in the mouth, before brutally raming his snake back home until those pouty lips were mashed against his body.

He did not remember how long he face-fucked the teen, he was lost in the feelings of lust, power and need. He rammed every last bit of his huge snake down the white teen's throat, felt it thicken and lenghten then with a scream he unloaded a huge load of hot thick creamy cum straight into the boys stomach.

The boy had fainted while he orgasmed, Mr. Big let the limp body drop on the ground, took all the money the boy had in his clothes. Then left his masters estate, leaving as a present, the master's bloody, raveged son passed out on the grass.

He was a young buck only 24 then, it has been ten years ago and he has never been found. He had traveled to a few places, had his way with many boys mostly Orc, hobgoblin ones since they could take his snake and not raise a huge ruckus. He fell alseep dreaming of the four boys he would soon be fucking anytime he wanted.

After breakfast Antos left the village to continue his crusade against the Holylight Freeholds. He had told his adopted brothers not to suck Grog under any circumstances. He rode to his hide-out to leave the horse there and then relocate to one of the Holylighter villages whose location he had picked out of the minds of the last batch of Holycorpses. He had decided to go to the farthest village first, then work his way back to his temporary home. He would need to get as much money and valuables as he could on this trip, which meant robbing the village blind before destroying it. He spent some time deciding what he would take as war booty and what he would not bother with. He would take all the money, jewelry, gems, gold and silver items, valuables those would all be traded to the various trade caravans that passed on the road about half a days ride from Freedom. The rest of the stuff he would use to set up a general store that his brothers could run. On the way out he had talked with the mayor and got the prices on the bakery and the empty store two houses down from his mama Esmira's place. The store was the cheapest of the two, since it did not have equipment or living quarters, while the bakery had all the neccessary stoves, ovens and other items needed to bake goods. He was going to wait till dusk then relocate to the outside of the village.

Mr. Big had met the trade caravan and his luck held out, even if Grog had failed miserably in his attempts to get Esmira's boys to suck his Orc cock and drink his addicting to Humans cum. Not only was his friend there and knew of the Slant-eye doctor, but he would also be passing by the Orc village where Mr. Big had purchased Grog. He remembered that his slave had a younger brother who now should be 11 or 12 years old and asked his friend to buy the boy and if he saw any other nice-looking well-hung young Orc boys already seeding to buy at least one more. He gave his friend money for the slave purchase, for the Slant-eyes retainer fee and the letter for the doctor.

Before Mr. Big had left he had seen three of his future sex slaves trading the goods the half Elf had collected from the Holylighters he had killed. The half Elf was the dangerous one, he needed to neutralize this boy before he could do anything to him and he knew just how to do it. He rode back to Freedom singing, he was happy. He would reward his slave for his briliant idea. Yesterday he had whipped Grog hard and left him hanging from a pole in the barn, for having failed to get his cum into at least one of the Ebon boy's mouths.

Two days later, it being five days since Antos left for his two week assault on the Holylight villages, Esmira delivered the washing she had done for Mr. Big. She and her daughters washed clothes and baked special order goods when there was need for the later. Mr. Big was very pleasant inquiring about her and the children, expressing his sentiments on how hard it must be for a widow to raise three boys without a man in her life to be a father to the boys. They spent some time talking about life, children and other concerns of adults. The man surprised her when he offered to take her as his wife, to help her raise her children and to provide a father-figure to her boys, even for the adopted fatherless half Elven boy.

Without thinking Esmira accepted the man's offer and invited him for supper, since she did have the meat that Antos had brought after his last return home. She also invited his Orc slave boy. They parted, she went home on wings, she woulf have a man in her life again to fill her needs and the needs of her boys, all four of them.

After Esmira had left, Mr. Big smiles to himself, the first part of his plan to neutralize the cocky self-assured half Elf has worked like a charm. Tonight the second part woulf begin, getting the three Ebon boys addicted to Grog's orcish cum. He calls his slave to him.

Grog got to his master as fast as his legs could carry him, got on his knees and opened his mouth, hoping his master will feed him his seed.

"Get up slave, I need to give you instructions for tonight," his master ordered.

"Yes master, Grog is ready to do what ever master wishes," replied the slave with his eyes downcast.

"Tonight you will feed your seed to all three Ebon boys, then make the eldest sleep with your green cock and balls in his mouth." Mr. Big instructed.

"Master, they have refused to suck me, they prefer for me to fuck their holes then to suck my cock," replied a terrified Grog knowing that if he failed his master would whip him again, harder this time.

"They will not be able to refuse you this time Grog, I offered Esmira to take her as my wife and she accepted, that makes me the boy's father. We will see the priest after supper, you are invited to supper also. I will stay at her hut tonight providing the woman her needs. You will bring her sons to the barn where all of you will sleep. I will place you in charge of them in my place, so they will have no excuse not to obey your every command. I will inform them that in my absence you are the father figure for them. Since they did offer their holes to you, I want you to breed the eldest one hard before you make them drink your cum," laughed Mr. Big.

"Oh Master, this is great, do you want me to take it easy on your new sons when I feed them my green cock and seed?" asked Grog excited.

"No, fuck their mouths like I fuck yours, might as well get them used to having big cocks rammed down their boy throats. Start with Salim the youngest one, then do Amir, then Egrim and when your cock has softened make him take your cock and balls in his mouth and sleep like that, make sure he cannot pull his face of your cock during the night. By the time that cocky Antos gets back his adopted older brothers will be addicted to your yellow Orc cum." Mr. Big said giving a hearty laugh.

"Now I want you to make sure that each one of them sleeps with his mouth stuffed with your green meat and balls, so they get addicted to it faster. Understand slave?" he asked.

"Oh yes master, Thank you master, Thank you good master for allowing your worthless cum bucket the pleasure of teaching your new sons how to please their father's cock with their mouths and butts. I will be as rough with them as you are with me master," Grog was delighted Grog. He had been wanting to have sex with those boys ever since he saw his master breed the eldest boy, and now his dream became real. He wondered if he will get to addict the half Elf with his cum also.

"Good slave, now go wash yourself in the river and come back here so we can go to my wife's hut for supper," grinned Mr. Big.

Chapter Two
Fate worse than hell

Once the boys cleaned up at the creek, they went home for supper. They were surprised to see two extra plates on the table. Before they could ask why, there was a knock on the door and their mama ran to open it. The shock and surprise on the boy's faces when they saw Mr. Big dressed in nice clothes and the naked Grog come in their mamas hut.

"Children, Mr. Big asked me to be his wife and I have accepted, tonight after supper the two of us will see the priest to make it official. Since he now will be your new father I give him full authority to raise you boys. I will not interfere with what he does regarding you three and Antos. You will listen and obey your new father just like you did your other one."

The boys could not believe that what they had feared the most just happened. They were now at the mercy of their new father and his Orc boy Grog. During the meal, their mama was happy, smiling, their sisters were also happy, Mr. Big was smiling and happy, even Grog was smiling, only the three boys were quiet and not smiling. They were scared what would happen to them tonight. Would their new father just fuck them as hard as he could or would he let his slave breed them. After the meal was over and while their mama and sisters cleared the table their father -- or maybe they should say their master -- gave them his first rule, one that sent shivers of fear down their spines.

"Sons, tonight I will stay with your mother in her hut. Grog will show you boys where you will sleep. When I am not around you have to listen to Grog, because he is now like your older brother and replaces me in the role of father when I am not there. So it would be wise of you to listen to him just like I know you will listen to me," he said with a smile on his face.

"Yes father, we will listen to Grog when you are not there," said all three boys scared of their fate.

"Good, now why don't all you boys go to your new home, and your big brother will show you where you sleep," he said dismissing the boys.

Three terrified naked Ebon boys and one very happy naked Orc teen made their way to their new father's barn, where they climbed the ladder to the large loft that will be their new sleeping and torture area. Grog was beaming, his big green Orc cock was rock hard. He would get to breed 13 year old Egrim, to ram his thick Orc cock up that cute Ebon butt, make the black boy scream and beg for mercy -- which he will not get -- then he got to face-fuck all three of them and force the oldest to sleep with his cock and balls in his mouth, in order to give him more of his addicting Orc cum.

"You refused to suck my teen cock when we swam at the creek, now you have no choice but to do everything I tell you. Your new father put me in charge of all of you. You will learn how to take my green cock down your throats and up your butts and before that cocky half elf Antos gets back, the three of you will be begging me to fuck your butts or mouths. Then I will teach him how to love my big thick green cock." Grog laughed seeing the look of fear pasted on his new fuck boy's faces.

"You," said Grog pointing at Egrim, "get on your fours and spread your butt cheeks." Pointing at Amir he ordered, "You get that jar of grease and bring it here."

Both boys did as they are ordered too scared to do anything else. They knew the penalty for disobeying ones father or the person he put in charge of them in his place. Egrim was terrified, he had a feeling that Grog would breed him just like Antos had said that Mr. Big bred the Orc teen.

"Now, one thing you boys need to learn real quick is that your father does not bother to lube boy holes or his snake, so unless you want more pain, you will always have your fuck holes lubed. Tonight I will lube Egrim's hole, but from now on I expect all three of you to have your holes lubed, since you will never know which one of you, your father or I will want to breed with."

He took a glob of grease on two fingers and roughly stuck them in Egrim's upturned hole.

" Aaawwww," Egrim hollered.

"Stop crying, you can't feel this, only two of my fingers," Grog laughed.

He greased the 13-year-old's boy hole, fucking his fingers in and out spreading the grease. Once he felt satisfied he pulled out his fingers, looked at the slightly open hole, lined his big cock head against it, grabbed the black boy by his hips and shoved all ten thick inches (25 cm) in one long fast hard thrust. Egrim screamed and wailed at the brutal invasion. His hole felt like it got ripped, had a huge log stuffed inside, he felt the Orc's corse, scratchy cock hair pressed against his Ebon butt, mashing it, squishing it.

Grog stopped momentarily enjoying the tightness of that cute Ebon butt, how the walls hugged his big Orc cock, the boy's screams were music to his ears. Before the screams and wails had time to die out he yanked his cock until just the huge head remains in and then rammed it all in again mashing the Ebon butt against his groin, trying to make his cock hairs a part of the butt.

"Aaawwww .... Please, Grog, please .... take it easy. Aaawwww. Please, have mercy .... don't destroy my boy hole ... Aaawwww." Egrim hollered in pain.

Grog laughed, "Don't worry, your father has a surprise for his four new sons, your holes will not be destroyed, no matter how many times your father or I fuck them."

He started to fuck the boy in earnest, pounding his little butt as hard and as brutally as his master fucked him. He loved listening to the boy's pleas, screams, begging for mercy, the sobs, the tears are all music to the Orc teen's ears. Now he understand why his master loves to fuck his boys like that. It was exilirating to have so much power over another person, to do with him whatever you want to, no matter how painfull or degrading. He continued his assault on the poor naked Ebon boy. The screams and pleas have changed to sobs and whimpers. He reached under the boy and felt the rock hard seven incher (17.5 cm). He lets the boy know

"You must really like to have my big green cock fucking your boy hole hard, 'cause your lil cocket is hard as a rock and nobody has touched it."

"No, that isn't true, I don't like it," Egrim wailed, " it's because your cock rubs my prostrate hard."

"You are right about that," Grog agreed, "but if you don't like it, then no matter how much your prostrate is rubbed you will not cum. You only cum if you're enjoying the cock in your tight ass."

"You will never make me cum, 'cause I hate what you're doing to me," Egrim sweared.

Grog laughed and kept pounding the Ebon hole mercilesly, pulling his bigger-than-the-shaft head out of the hole and ramming it back again, each time he did that the 13-year-old Ebon boy wailed and hollered. Grog's master had him beat off before they went over to his new mistresses house for supper, so he knew he could last a good long time. He felt the black boy's butt muscles tighten and knew the boy just had his orgasm.

"Well, well, did you not have an orgasm just now, my fuck toy?" jeered the 15-year-old green Orc boy.

Egrim was crying in earnest. He indeed did just had a big orgasm, he hated himself for allowing that to happen.

"Now little brother, why don't you admit you love having my big thick green cock breeding your boy hole," jeered Grog some more.

"I won't, I won't," screamed Egrim.

Grog changed his tactics and started a slow prolongued fuck of Egrim's ass, making sure the boy felt every thick inch of his teen cock sliding in his raveged hole, then sliding out until just the head was in, then again sliding back in, rubbing, stimulating the boy's prostrate. He reached under the boy and noticed that even having just orgasmed his cocklet was still rock hard. Egrim whimpered, against his best judgement he started pushing his butt backwards to meet the teen's cock. Grog noticed that, he smiled and continued the slow sensual breeding of his master's and his new fuck toy.

"You like my big cock in your boy hole, don't you Egrim," he asked gently.

"Yes," came out in a whisper from the boy.

"Why don't you say it louder, so your brothers can hear," he told the crying and whimpering 13-year-old. "Come on, it's not that hard, just say it loud enough for your brothers to hear."

Egrim loosing what ever shred of manhood he had left, said loud enough for his two younger brothers to hear. "I love having your big thick green cock fucking my ass hard and fast, Grog."

"Well, Egrim, since you do like it fast and hard then I will make your wish, lil brother."

Saying this Grog started to brutally fuck the boy, making him holler and scream every time he pulled his head out of the hole, then rammed it in again until he bottommed out in that beautiful Ebon butt. This brutal assault on Egrim continued for about five more minutes before both boys screamed and howled and exploded in huge orgasms. Egrim colapsed on the floor of the loft, with Grog on top of him.

"You have such a lovely Ebon butt, Egrim, I loved breeding it, just as I know you loved having me breed you." The Orc boy said kissing the Ebon boy's cheek and nibbling on his ear. He pulled his still hard cock unceremoniously from the ravaged and gaping hole, eliciting another howl of agony from the boy as the head popped out of his butt.

"You Salim, get your big lips over here and take my cock in your mouth. I'm going to teach you how your new father likes to face fuck his toys." Grog saw the look of fear and terror on the youngest Ebon boy's face, but the eleven-year old boy obeyed, he had no choice.

With trepidation Salim crawled over to Grog, gets on his fours and took the cock head which was almost too huge for his mouth. He looked pleadingly at his tormentor. Grog smiled down at the helpless naked 11-year-old, without warning he grabbed the boy's head from behind and shoved ten thick inches of green Orc cock down Salim's throat, not stopping until the black boy's big lips were squashed against his cock hairs and top of ballsack. He let his cock stay burried down the boy's throat. The boy gagged at first, but later not anymore. The 15-year-old green Orc boy loved the feel of the warm moist mouth and those big puffy lips wrapped around the base of his cock.

"You're going to love drinking Orc cum so much you will be begging me to feed it to you. You will do anything I tell you, just for me to feed you my tasty yellowish Orc cum. You won't be able to live without me shooting a nice big load of my seed down your pretty throat. All three of you will be slaves to my tasty orcish seed and your papa's huge Ebon snake." He jeered.

"Your snotty half elven brother will get a chance to finish his revenge against the Holycraps, but once he is done I will get him addicted to my Orc cum just like the three of you. But he will be addicted to your new papa's snake ramming his tight half elven boy hole before the three of you." He laughed and started to roughly face-fuck the youngest Ebon boy, stretching and stuffing that pretty little boy-throat with his hard green cock.

The 11-year-old black boy was doing his best to suck the pistoning cock ramming and pounding his throat. Tears flowing from his eyes, his throat felt like it was going to burst. Even the huge amount of pre-cum did not help to soothe the pain of Grog's ridged head scratching his throat. He was doing his best to suck and swallow in order to please his new master and tormentor. His only consolation was that poor Antos would be the first to get pounded by their father's huge snake. He felt the Orc's balls slap his chin everytime the cock was burried down his throat. He knew he was getting every last bit of it, since his lips kept getting mashed against the teens wiry coarse cock hairs. Salim just spaced out, blocking everything from his mind, pain, humiliation, the thick green cock pounding his little boy mouth.

Grog enjoyed the tight pretty throat, how it opened up to take his teen cock, how it massaged it, sucked his cock deeper inside, sending chills of pleasure throughout his body. He could not last much longer and he knew he had to deposit his seed in the boy's mouth and make him swallow all of it. He was not worried that Salim would spill any of it, his lips were streched so tight against his thick meat, that nothing could escape that seal. He pulled his meat out until only the head remained in the boy's mouth, felt how the 11-year-old sucked his cock, licked it, ran his tongue around it, slid his little pink tongue into the Orc's crosshair piss slit, lapped the pre-cum oozing out of it. He felt his slit open up and shot his addicting cum into Salim's mouth making him gag and swallow as fast as he could. He pushed his cock a little bit further in so that his cum went down the throat better. After about six good loads of heavy thick yellow Orc cum, he unloaded a couple smaller loads.

"Aaaah, yes, swallow it all, lick every last bit of my gift to you, my favorite little cocksucker," he told the boy.

He colapsed on the floor of the loft, letting his cock plop painfully out of the boy's mouth.

Poor Amir had watched as his brothers were ravaged by the Orc teen, their supposed new big brother. Sex was supposed to be fun, done with love and caring, not like this. There was no love, no caring, just a savage need to dominate and humiliate the other person. The 12-year-old wondered what Grog planned for him. He hoped with all his heart that their youngest brother Antos would be able to get all of them out of this hell.

Amir went through the same routine as little Salim, sucking Grog's cock and drinking his orcish cum.

Egrim was still laying face down on the floor. His boy hole felt like it was on fire, cum and blood were spilling out of his wide open hole. He hated Mr. Big for humiliating him like this, making him a slave's fuck toy. He hoped against all hope that Antos would be able to pay back their new father for everything him and his brothers would have to suffer at the hands of Mr. Big and Grog.

In the meantime, the green Orc boy decided that since his cock was now soft and he did not really feel like face-fucking Egrim, he would just make the boy sleep with his cock and balls in his cute mouth, with those thick pouty Ebon boy lips wrapped tightly at the base of his cock and big balls. He walked over to Egrim, grabbed him by his nappy hair and dragged the naked black boy to where he sleeps. After releasing the ravaged boy's hair Grog leaned on his shoulders and ordered:

"Egrim, suck both my balls into your pretty mouth."

The 13-year-old just followed orders automatically. He started to swallow the big heavy ballsack, he had to take one ball at a time, when he had them half way in his mouth Grog stopped him, "Open your mouth wide, very wide," he told him and forced his soft green cock in, stretching the boy's mouth. He then ordered:

"Swallow all of it, Egrim, until your nose will be buried in my cock hairs and your big puffy lips are sealed tight against the base of my cock and balls."

When Egrim did not comply fast enough, Grog just grabbed the boy's head and pulled it hard against his crotch, then he wrapped his big legs around the boy's neck making sure he only has enough space to make small short moves back and forth on his cock. He hopes the boy would try to wiggle out of the head lock he placed him in, with his muscular tighs. That would help the 15-year-old Orc boy to get his cock hard and spewing load after load of teen Orc cum down the eldest Ebon boy's throat, addicting him to his orcish cum faster.

"You, Salim and Amir, come here and lay on either side of me." After the two younger Ebon boys compied, Grog continued, "wrap your lips around my pecs and suck on my tits and nipples." This would also help to keep his cock hard in their older brothers mouth and throat.

Egrim felt the teen's cock start to harden and was terrified that his jaw would break, to have that cock in his mouth is one thing, but to have balls and cock together, that would kill him. He tried to back off, to wiggle out of the head lock, to no avail. Instead of freeing himself he helped the cock get harder. He was scared to death and dared not to move. He figured Grog probably had his brother's heads in headlock also, making sure their mouths were glued to his tits and nipples sucking them even when they are asleep. He felt the huge head push its way down his throat, scratching it, stretching it, making him gag for a bit, felt it grow, get thicker, longer sliding further and further down his throat until the cock was inside at its full ten inches (25 cm) of hard thick teen Orc cock. He knew it would stay like that way the whole night, shooting load after load of addicting Orc cum into his stomach.

Egrim was the only one who did not sleep a wink the whole night, he was too scared to die by choking on the green monster stuffed down his throat. Grog had shot five or six big loads of thick creamy foul tasting cum down his throat.

Grog woke up early in the morning with a need to piss. He thought 'why bother to get up to piss when I can piss in Egrim's mouth. There is nothing the boy will be able to do but drink and swallow my piss like he has been swallowing my cum all night.'

Egrim who had fallen asleep after all, woke up suddenly thinking he was drowning. Then he realised Grog was using his mouth as his toilet and was pissing down his throat. He gagged on the taste of the teen's hot Orc piss, but had no options but to drink it, and let it flow down his throat. The Orc boy took a nice long piss filling the boy's stomach with his piss to mix with his cum.

Grog decided he would get Egrim addicted to his cum first and sleep with his cock and balls in the eldest boys mouth again tonight. Also during the day he would make Egrim suck his cock everytime he wants to shoot a load, which for a horny Orc teen is at least ten times a day on a slow day. By tomorrow morning Egrim would need his Orc cum in order to stay alive. He smiled to himself, his master would be so pleased with him he might let Grog sleep with his master's balls in his mouth. Next he would get the cute delicious 11-year-old Salim addicted to his cum and piss. Then the 12-year-old Amir would follow, the cocky one, the one who was best friend with the half elf. He couldn't wait until he could addict that cocky self assured half elf Antos and have the boy begging him, crawling on his belly kissing Grog's feet doing the most degrading things Grog can come up with, just to be allowed to worship his green cock with his mouth and hungrily drink his cum.

Ravaged and terrified the three Ebon brothers did their morning absolutions, their sisters brought breakfast for the four of them to the barn and they ate. Grog was smiling thinking of all the fun he would have with his fuck toys. The boys didn't even want to imagine, what pain, degregation and humiliations they would suffer at their new big brothers hands. Every time they saw him smile, they cringed, knowing he had come up with another way to use them, to break them, to turn them into mindless sex slaves for him and their new father.

They all helped their mother move to her new home. She was so happy, they put on fake smiles, afraid of what will happen to them if they did not at least pretend to be happy also. Their sisters were the happiest ones, they will their own room behind the store. Mr. Big and their mama decided they want to stay at the old hut to continue their honeymoon undisturbed without the two girls around, that left the poor boys at Grog's mercy again. Salim and Amir were both hoping that it was other one who will be bred by Grog tonight. Poor Egrim, everytime Grog wanted to shoot his foul tasting Orc cum he had to suck on the teen's cock and drink every last drop, if that was not bad enough, Grog also made him drink his piss during the day and the asshole drank a lot of water to make sure he had plenty of piss for Egrim.

Egrim hoped that it would one of his younger brother's turn to sleep with the Orc's cock in his mouth tonight. Little did he know that Grog intended to give him this pleasure again, hoping that by morning the eldest will be addicted to his Orc cum. One thing that the boys and Mr. Big did not know was that if an addict to Orc cum does not get his supply of it, he will die within 24 to 30 hours after the pain, cramps and spasms start. Grog did not tell that to his master, just in case Mr. Big got addicted to Orc cum by a miracle.

After a good supper where the naked Ebon boys pretended to be happy and content at having a new father and big brother, the children went to their father's home, the girls to their room behind the store, the boys to their torture chamber in the barn. Grog decided he was going to have fun with his sex toys tonight and degrade them even further than he had so far.

"Egrim, kiss my feet, suck and lick my toes and feet and make sure they are clean, Amir you clean my butt hole inside and out, I did not have time to wipe it today, and you, my pretty little Salim are going to lick my body clean, every part that your brothers did not," he barked with authority while holding the whip his master used to whip him.

He enjoyed seeing the look of disgust on all three faces, but the sight of the whip turns that look to fear and resignation. He sat on a bale of hay and ordered Egrim to crawl on his belly towards him, then he fed the boy his big dirty feet. During the day he had made sure he did not miss a single puddle of mud. He even stepped on a pile of dung just before they got to the barn. The 13-year-old Ebon boy did as he was ordered, he gagged, retched but was too scared to throw up fearing a severe whiping by the ever present whip in Grog's hand.

He licked the sole of the Orc's feet, being forced to eat everything he licked of them, the mud was bad, but nothing compared to the dry old cow dung he had to scrape with his teeth and tongue. He almost puked when it went down his throat, but forced himself to swallow it.

The 15-year-old Orc was smiling, he knew the boys were being trained to obey him or their father and without question doing what ever they are ordered, no matter how degrading or sickening it was. He wondered if he could get them used to eat his shit right out of his hole. He knew he could, once he would keep them off their supply of Orc cum and the pains start they will do anything he commanded them in order to get their supply of his yellow cum. He tried to decide which one of the Ebon brothers he would train to eat his shit and lick his butt clean afterwards. He knew Egrim would drink his piss anytime he ordered him, hell the last time he just had to shake his cock in the boy's direction and he was on his knees mouth open wide to take whatever his big brother would give him.

Egrim having licked the sole of Grog's feet sparkling clean, went to work on the filthy toes, sucking them, licking, licking the space between them, licking the upper part of the foot, up to the calf. Once he was done cleaning both of Grog's feet as clean as he could the naked Ebon boy sat on his hunches and looked up expectantly at his tormentor.

Grog looked at his clean feet and the expectant look of the eldest Ebon fuck toy.

"You did good, boy, I think I will reward you by letting you sleep with my cock and balls in your mouth tonight."

He smiled at the look of panic on the boy's face. He laid on his back, raised his legs up to his chest and barked:

"Amir, crawl to my butt hole and make sure my hole is cleaned inside and out. Make sure that the butt crack is as clean as your brother cleaned my feet."

The 12-year-old did not move fast enough. He was resisting such a gross and degrading order. Grog snapped the whip inches from the boys feet. Amir was on his stomach crawling towards his revolting task in seconds.

The Orc teen smiled. Fear is the greatest motivator, his master taught him that when he raped him that first time and quietly threatend to cut off his balls making his cock useless if he did not obey him without hesitation.

Amir crawled to the dirty unwashed butt. The smell of dried Orc shit and sweat was revolting. He had to force himself from having his supper come up. He parted those big green butt cheeks and licked the crack from top to bottom. He gagged on the taste of it, but he had no choice, he must obey Grog. With tears flowing like a river from his eyes he got to his task licking the crack clean, using his teeth to scrape the dried pieces of Orc shit and swallowing every last bit of the revolting stuff. Once he got the crack as clean as it could be, he scrunched his nose and buried his tongue in the well used teen Orc's fuck hole, he reamed it, licked, sucked whatever he managed to loosen with his tongue.

The Orc teen was in heaven, he never had such expert ass licking and reaming as the boy is giving him, and decided Amir would be one to train to eat his shit straight from his butt. He dropped his feet pinning the boys face in his butt crack.

"Oh yes, keep eating my dirty hole, my little shit eater. Yes, stick that nice pink tongue deeper inside, lick it all up, clean your big brother's hole like it was pie plate." moaned the Orc teen.

Amir couldn't move, his face was squashed against the teen's butt, his nose was wedged in the crack, he could hardly breathe from the revolting smell, his tongue was buried as deep as it could in that stinky hole. He kept working on cleaning his master's hole. Grog was moaning and shove his butt down into the boys face and tongue. His green Orc cock was rock hard, he wanted to breed an Ebon boy hole. Tonight he would breed the cutie Salim, he had humiliated the other two, to where they learned they had no choice but obey without question or hesitation. He raised his butt of the boy's face.

"You did a good job, my shit eater toy. From now on that will be your job. Every night you will clean my dirty butt hole, Amir. Aren't you happy your big brother give you such an honor, my pretty Ebon toy?" asked Grog with a grin on his face. He saw the look of shock, revulsion, fear and finally resignation. "Well answer me butt licker," growled the teen Orc.

"Yes, Grog, I am happy you chose me to be your butt licker and shit eater," answered a defeated resigned Amir. The 12-year-old Ebon boy would rather be dead, but if he said that, the punishment would a thousand times worse than what he will have to endure.

"Now my pretty cute lil Salim, tonight I will breed your sweet tight little toy butt, make you scream and beg for me to stop, but before I am done you will be beggin me to fuck you, to fill you with Orc cum, to use you as my fuck toy anytime I wish," said the horny Orc teen rubbing his engroged green cock.

Salim was terrified of the prospect of that huge green scary cock up his butt. He remembered the pain it caused him when he was forced to suck it the night before, the screams and wails of his oldest brother as Grog fucked him without mercy. He was glad he did what the Orc had told them the night before, his butt was well greased for the invasion.

"How do you want me, big brother Grog," he asked in a fearfull voice.

"Now that's a good fuck toy, my pretty cutie, your brothers should take an example from you on how to respond to your papa's or older brother's comands." He grinned as he pictured in his mind the brutal fuck he will give this 11-year old adorable sweet looking black Ebon boy.

"Lay on your back and raise your legs up to your chest and spread them," he ordered.

The boy did as ordered and tried to spread his butt cheeks also. Grog watched his commands being obey without protest of hesitation, he noticed Salim had his hole lubed, smart boy.

"You got such a pretty lil butt my cutie, I think you will be my favorite fuck toy. I know papa is gonna make the half elf his favorite fuck toy, but papa is not sure yet which of the other two will be his next favorite fuck boy. I get the one he does not pick as his second choice," laughed Grog.

He scooted over to the upturned butt, so inviting, so sweet, so tight, even though both his brothers had fucked him at the same time. It would be even tighter after the Slant-eye doctor did his thing with all the boys. Grog drooled just thinking about all four boys being always virgin, no matter how many times their father or he fucked them. He rubbed his big hands over the nice smooth perfect little Ebon butt. Yes, Salim was surely going to be his favorite cum dump. He pinched the butt cheeks, gave a couple of playfull swats on it, caressed the boy's legs, butt, side of tummy and without warning shoved his cock in the hole, and continued shoving with all his force until he couldn't go no further.

Salim's high pitched scream, when the head of teen's cock ripped his pucker and then proceeded to rip his butt hole for the whole ten inch of the teen's cock was music to Grogs ears. He loved to hear the boy scream and felt him trash under him trying to wiggle out of the assault on his boy fuck hole. The little black boy was crying and wailing as the hard 10" (25 cm) Orc cock pounded his little boy hole without mercy, love or regard for him.

Salim might be the youngest of the three, but he would not give Grog the satisfaction of begging him to stop or to fuck him harder. In a way he was more like Antos than other ones. Neither Antos nor he would beg even if it was to save their own lives. They would take whatever life dishes out at them and wait for their chance at revenge. Salim spaced out again, his body was there on the floor of the loft getting ravaged by the monster, his mind was hundreds of miles away, where nothing or nobody could hurt him. He just laid there whimpering softly, but refusing to beg. Enjoying his pounding of the sweet little butt, the Orc teen didn't notice at first that there were no screams, no pleading, no begging, just a soft whimpering.

"Oh yes, my favorite pretty fuck toy, you must really love having my big powerfull cock in you fuck hole," he said.

"It does not matter what I like or not, you are going to do what you want anyway, so go ahead and enjoy yourself," answered Salim with an ice cold voice.

Grog was not happy, this little cutie had more guts than his two older brothers. He needed to break the boy, just like he was breaking the other two. So he started pulling his cock head out and just as the hole tried to close itself he rammed his cock back in. The only difference in reaction was that Salim whimpered a bit louder at the extraction and insertion of the Orc's wicked head. Grog started to slap the boy's butt cheeks hard as he continued to pomel that little butt with all his force and brutality. The worse part was that somehow Salim was not even hard after a good ten minutes of relentless pounding of his ass and prostrate. Grog was furious, he slapped the Ebon boy in his face, pinched and pulled his little nipples hard, fucked the 11-year-old in slow measured strokes... Nothing, there was no reaction from the youngest one, except for his whimpering. The angry Orc teen started to breed the boy like a maniac, shoving all the way in and pulling all the way out on every stroke, faster and faster. With one last hard and brutal shove he growled and erupted into the little boy's hole.

Salim never even got hard, not to speak of having an orgasm. Grog threatened the youngster with a whipping at the whipping post. The answer he got he never expected.

"Go ahead, master Grog, you can rape my butt, my mouth, or whip me an inch from death. I will never beg you for mercy or beg you to rape me, just like Antos will never beg either you or papa for mercy," replied a stubborn Salim.

"That's what you think, little one, once you are addicted to Orc cum, and you don't get it for a few days, you will get such pains, you and your hero Antos will be crawling begging me to do anything I want just to let you have some of my Orc cum," sneered the teen.

"We would rather die, than beg you for your shitty tasting cum." the little Ebon boy replied.

Grog was furious, he wanted to kill the boy right then and there, but he knew if he did that his master would make him wish he was dead a thousand times over. He would have to talk to his master about Salim, maybe his master in his wisdom would know how to break the little boy.

The Orc boy had lost all interest for face-fucking the middle one. He went to his mat, propped himself up on his elbows and ordered Egrim to crawl on his belly until his face was in his crotch. Egrim obeyed, he was afraid his little brother might get killed by their new step-father tomorrow for talking back to Grog.

"Swallow my cock and balls, piss boy, and be quick about it," he ordered the naked 13-year-old Ebon boy.

Egrim swallowed Grog's balls and cock on his own this time, and did not stop until his lips had a tight seal at the base of the Orc's genitals. He felt the Orc gave him a head lock with his legs, then he commanded the other two to do the same thing they did last night.

Egrim was not sure how many loads of Grog's cum he swallowed this night. When he woke up, the Orc teen was pissing in his mouth again. When the teen is done pissing, the Ebon boy started to suck on the cock and balls which are still stuffed all the way in his mouth and throat. He worked the green 10" cock with his throat muscles, tried to run his tongue around the back of the ballsack, sucked on the cock and balls never loosing the tight seal he had at the base of Grog's genitals. He wanted the teen to shoot another load of his Orc cum down his cock-hungry throat.

Grog smiled, at least he would have some good news for his master. The oldest boy was broken and addicted to Orc cum. He rubbed the boys nappy hair, pulling the head down and thrusting his hips upwards, trying to get more of himself into that warm cavernous mouth. With a growl he unloaded a huge load of Orc cum down the boy's hungry mouth and throat. He saw the look of satisfaction on Egrim's face. The boy knew he pleased his big brother.

"You're a good boy, Egrim my piss drinker, you like my cum and piss, don't you?" the teen asked.

"Yes, Grog, I love your cum and piss. I'll drink your piss anytime you want me to," the black Ebon boy answered in earnest.

"You will get all of my piss, nobody else will get a single drop of it. But I do have to share my cum with your brothers." Grog said.

After breakfast Grog reported to his master the good news and the bad. He was scared his master would whip him hard in front of the boys. However, Mr. Big wanted a demonstration of Egrim's addiction and willingness to drink Grog's piss. They went to the barn, the other two boys were out playing with their friends, Egrim was in the loft cleaning it up, sweeping. Grog called the naked 13-year-old. Egrim dropped his broom and was in no time down the ladder and in front of Grog on his knees, mouth open waiting for the Orc to feed him cum or piss.

"Egrim, what do you like best, my cum or piss?" asked the Orc teen.

"I love them both Grog, I'll drink which ever you will give me," the boy replied.

"You like drinking your big brother's piss, boy, how would you like to drink your papa's piss?" asked Mr. Big, rubbing his snake thru the thin cotton pants.

Egrim scooted over to right in front of his new father.

"Oh yes papa, I want to drink your piss also. You want me to take your snake out of your pants so you can piss in my mouth?" asked the boy looking up at his step-father awaiting orders.

Mr. Big dropped his pants, his huge Ebon snake was only half hard but already quite impressive in size.

"Well, drink my piss, boy, what are you waiting for," he said.

Egrim did not waste any time swallowing the head of his step-father's snake and making a tight seal with his lips behind the huge head. He reached over with both hands and played with his new father's orange-size balls. Mr. Big released his piss, he flooded the boy's mouth, making Egrim swallow it as fast as he could. The black boy moved forward swallowing the thick head down his throat, so he wouldn't spill a single drop of his father's piss. 13-year-old Egrim would suffer any indignation, do anything they want, beg, plead, do anything to please his new father and Grog. He would avoid a whipping at any cost. His hope was that little brother Antos would be able to pay back these assholes for what they were doing to him and his brother.

After Mr. Big had finished pissing, he grabbed his eldest son's nappy hair and shoved his hardening Ebon snake down the boy's throat. Egrim gagged momentarily, his throat quickly adjusted thanks to having slept two nights with Grog's hard Orc cock and balls in his mouth and throat. Holding the boy at his nappy hair and ears, the big man pistoned his snake in and out of the boy's throat. He felt the boy was actually sucking while he was being pummeled with the enormous cock. He smiled, he now has two excellent cocksuckers, Grog and Egrim. He decided that from now on he would piss in the boy's mouth rather than just outside in the bushes. He loved the feel of that tight throat, the muscles working on his snake squeezing it, milking it. He loosed control and with a roar rammed his snake all the way down Egrim's throat with the boy's big pouty puffy lips sealed at the base of his cock and unloaded nine big eruptions of thick, creamy father-cum, then another four smaller shots.

He pulled his cock out until only the head was in the mouth. He did not have to say anything, his step-son was licking, sucking, running the tip of his long pink tongue in his piss slit getting every bit of his father's seed.

Mr. Big smiled, one boy was broken, now to break and addict the middle one, then he would deal with the rebelious Salim himself. He pulled his cock out and patted the boy.

"Egrim, you have pleased your papa very well. As a reward from now on you may drink all of my and Grog's piss."

He had Grog follow him out to the field.

"I want you to work on addicting the middle boy to your cum. You said he had licked your hole and butt clean last night. What do you intend to train him for?" the master asked.

"Master, he did such a good job of licking and eating my hole and crack, I thought he should be trained lick butt holes after just finish shiting," answered Grog with his eye downcast.

The man let out a hearty laugh. "One a piss drinker and another a shit hole licker." He laughed some more.

"From now on you are to call me 'papa'. That way it will give the impression you truly are their big brother. Start addicting the middle one to your cum and train him to lick your shit right out of your hole. When he is addicted and trained let me know. I will take care of the snotty one in their barn tonight." He said and went back to the store.

Grog was happy his master/father did not whip him for failing with Salim. He went back to the barn, hugged and kissed Egrim on the mouth passionatly. The boys' tongues battled in their hot mouths, licking the inside walls of each others mouths, sucking each others spit. Grogs hands were all over his naked brother, rubbing that nice round Ebon butt, his cock was getting hard between them and he felt the Ebon boy's cock getting hard also. He lifted the boy up until his cocklet is at Grog's belly button, holding the boy with one hand he reached under and grabbed his own hardening cock, lined it up with the greased fuck hole and slid the boy down on it, gently without breaking the kiss. Egrim did not even whimper when the head pushed past his pucker. He wrapped his legs around Grog's waist and started to ride the Orc cock in his boy fuck hole. He loved having that big green cock in his butt. The huge head with ridges and bumps sent shivers all over his body, did things to his prostrate that not even Mr. Big's snake did when he breeded the boy two months ago.

Finally the boys broke their kiss. Egrim attacked Grogs big chest, his tits and nipples, he licked them, ran his tongue around the nipples, sucked on the tits like his mama's trying to get milk out of it.

Grog was in heaven. He backed to a bale of hay and sat on it to make it easier to fuck his now favorite younger brother. He moved his hips sliding his cock in and out of the boy's hole. He loved what the boy was doing to his chest, tits, nipples. He was getting feelings he never had with his master, his body was on fire, every nerve was tingling, shivers were running up and down his spine, he ran his hands all over the boy's smooth skinny back, he kissed his nappy hair, pressing it so he could kiss the top of the boy's head.

He was surprised when Egrim licked from his chest to his sweaty pits and went to work sucking, licking, nibbling, cleaning his hairy sweaty pits. Grog had never loved anybody in his entire young life. He had loathed his widowed mother who turned to whoring in order to support herself, while her children starved or stole to stay alive. He never had loved his master, simply feared him and respected his strength and power. But now he thought he might be falling in love with this 13-year-old black Ebon boy. He started to feel very protective of Egrim, he was going to do his best, to keep their father/master from hurting the boy too much.

The two boys continued with their sensual breeding, kissing, licking, loving each other. Egrim was working on his big brother's other sweaty hairy pit. He was truly enjoying cleaning it with his tongue, sucking and nibbling on the coarse, wiry hairs, licking the pit, sucking his big brother's sweat, the smell of his Orc brother is intoxicating to him. He was riding the big green cock in his hole matching Grog's tempo. He shivered everytime the bumps and ridges of Grog's cock head rubbed his prostrate. He used his butt muscles to squeeze, to milk the cock inside him.

The Orc teen decided that unless their father/master was there, he was going to breed this boy gently and lovingly. He would look out for him, take care of the boy, protect him from their step-father as much as he could.

They were so involved in their sensual sex and own thoughts that their orgasms took them by surprise, as with a howl and a scream they had their biggest orgams to date. They sat like they are lovingly gazing into each others eyes.

"I love you, Grog, I really do," Egrim said and kissed his big brother's chest.

"I also love you, my sweet Egrim, you are the first person I have ever loved," the green boy said and he kissed the Ebon boy's wide nose. Egrim rested his head on the Orc's chest, the boys sat like that for a while just enjoying the closesness of each others bodies.

After a while Egrim giggled, "Get your big green log out of my butt, you sex maniac, I've got work to do."

Grog also giggled and gently removed his first love off his now soft cock.

"So, what work do you have to do?" asked the Orc.

"I want to fix up the loft, so it's nice and clean," replied Egrim.

"Why don't we go down to the creek to our spot and wash all this cum of us, then I'll help you fix our loft," Grog said.

Both boys walked to the creek, Grog with his arm protectively over the younger boy's shoulder. They played in the creek, splashed each other, wrestled, then tenderly washed each other. Returned to the barn, they spent the rest of the morning fixing and cleaning it up.

They had some meat on home baked bread for lunch. After lunch Grog had to help their master at the store, he was not surprised when Egrim asked their father if he could learn how to help around the store. Mr. Big did not mind. Having two naked boys in the store was good for business, it also would keep his snake alive.

The man thought about a suitable punishment for the youngest Ebon toy, being rough with him did not seem to work with him. Well, once he was addicted to Orc cum, he could see if that will work to break him, however, he needed to break him now. Having one rebel in the midst was dangerous, he had to break the boy somehow, make him grovel and beg.

His thoughts were interrupted when a customer came in. It was Creto the blacksmith with his handsome naked very well built son Parthos, who was 16 and had a build that many men envy. The boy's chest was sculpted from hours of working in his fathers forge, his arms had muscles every where, his flat stomach rivalled that of Mr. Big in muscle tone. His flacid cock hung over a set of nice big balls. Mr. Big would love to breed that tight sculpted ass, he knew the boy was virgin since his father never bothered to teach him about man/boy sex. He noticed the boy looking with lust at Egrim, the boy's flacid cock was rising to an impressive 9". It was on the thin side and the foreskin was sliding back to reveal a dark purple head.

"What can I do for you, Creto?" asked the shop keeper.

"Has that cloth we ordered arrived yet?" asked the blacksmith also noticing where his son was looking and his reaction.

"No it has not, a friend of mine should be coming from Spectrum in about a week I hope, he will bring it with him," Mr. Big answered.

"Glad to hear that, I am running out of materials for aprons for me and the boy," he said, he motioned with his head to Mr. Big.

"Grog, Egrim, watch the store while I show Creto some of our stock in the back," he instructed his boys.

"Yes, papa, we will," said the eager Egrim.

The two men retired to the back room.

"Mr. Big, I need to ask you a very big favor, my boy is 16, almost 17, in less than two years he will be ready to get married."

"That's good to hear, does he have some girl in mind?" asked Big.

"Not yet, or at least not that I know of. That is not the favor I need to ask." the other man said fidgeting uncomfortably.

"Well Creto, spill it out, it's easier that way my friend," encouraged Big

"I'm afraid I never showed him how to breed. I know you have been breeding Grog and now you have Esmira's three boys and the half elven lad that you are breeding." The man paused.

"You are saying you would like me and my sons to show your son Parthos how to breed?" asked Mr. Big hopefully, from the moment he arrived in the village two years ago he had been hoping for a chance to breed that boy.

"Yes, if it would not be to much trouble, after all you must be busy what with a wife and four boys and a fifth one when is home from his assaults on the Holylighters," he looked pleadingly. "He does get some good loot from those bastards, with all the armors and weapons he has been selling me, I have increased my business two fold."

"Yes, his crusade is very profitable for the village. You do know they killed his elven father and he is out to avenge his death." Mr. Big replied while his snake was growing in his pants at the thought of breeding the 16-year-old Ebon boy he had lusted after so long.

"Yes, I did hear something to that effect. He is searching for the priest that killed and took his father's ears. You know the Holylighters have a reward for the mysterious killer who removes their tongues and stuffs their genitals in their mouths bloody end first." He smiled thinking on the sweet revenge the boy is wrecking on the despised Holyfuckers.

"Creto, I will help you with your boy's instructions, but not tonight. I need to take care of a missbehaving son. Have Parthos come by the barn behind my shop tomorrow after supper and I will instruct him then let him explore with my sons." Mr. Big continued, his snake now at it's full lenght and girth.

"How many nights do you thinks he will need to learn what he needs to?" asked the father.

"We shall see, but plan on at least four nights in my barn with my boys and me," said Mr. Big.

The men went back to the shop, Parthos had not stopped staring at Egrim and his thin long cock was leaking some precum.

The evening meal was as good as always when mama cooks with the help of the girls. After dinner the older boys went to the creek to relax and then wash themselves. Mr. Big told Salim to come with him and took him to their old barn. He thought he should maybe expand the loft there to give the boys more space and have them move there once the half elf returns. This way his wife won't hear their screams and wails as he pounded their boy holes mercilesly.

Salim walked behind his step-father with his eyes downcast. He knew he was in for a beating and a hard brutal fucking. He would cry, scream, wail, but he would not beg for mercy.

"Now what is this I hear about you talking back to your older brother, refusing to beg him to fuck you harder like I know all you little cocksucking fuck toys like." said the step-father sternly.

"Sir, I will do what ever you or Grog tell me to do, no matter how gross it is, I will do it without complain. You can whip me, addict me to Grog's cum, deprive me of it so I get pains all over my body, you can breed me as hard and violently as you want, make me choke on your and his cocks, make me drink your piss, cum anything. I will not beg for mercy, nor will I beg to be fucked or for Grog's Orc cum. I will die first and so will Antos, I know." The naked 11-year-old black Ebon boy answered with his eyes still downcast.

"Ha, so we have two cocky rebels in the family, who will take any abuse no matter how bad, but will never beg. We shall see about that little one," said the new father.

Salim was terrified of the punishment his cruel father will give him, but he was determined not to beg for anything from either of one of his tormentors.

Mr. Big decided on a reverse aproach, he would breed the boy gently, lovingly, not that he loved the boy, just his tight little butt, but he wanted to make the boy moan with pleasure rather then pain, and to bring the rebel such delights as his young body has not yet experienced. He would break the boy tonight, he might not be able to make him beg for mercy, but he sure will have the boy begging for his huge snake, crawling on his stomach, begging, pleading his father to fill his little boy butt or mouth with the huge Ebon snake.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, boy," father ordered.

Salim did as he was told, he watched as father removed his shirt, took stock of the huge wide hairy chest. There was coarse wiry nappy hairs all over the chest, there did not seem to be an inch of skin that was not covered. He stared at the enormous muscular chest, with its well developed pecs, big dark nipples, the only place where there is no hair. The flat stomach rippling with muscles. Arms and hands that could snap him in half without any effort.

'This is not a man, this is a bear' thought the naked 4' 5" boy looking at the giant bear towering over him. Salim felt small and vulnerable, there was no way he could fight this huge Ebon bear he now has to call 'papa', but was determined never to beg.

Mr. Big let the boy visually inspect every last bit of his powerfull upper body. He saw the fear and admiration in the eyes. He slowly turned around to give the boy a chance to inspect his just as muscular hairy back. Dropped his pants giving the boy a chance to check out his muscular big ass, his tree trunk sized legs, he heard the boy take a sharp intake of breath. He smiled, and knew the boy feared his powerfull body, yet at the same time he was awed by the sheer size and muscle tone. He turned around giving his Ebon rebel a good look at the enormous snake that would breed him. When Salim saw the mans back, he was amazed there were so many muscles rippling there and all that hair, Mr. Big was a bear in human skin. Then he saw that big muscular butt, both his hands would not be enough to cover just one of those huge butt cheeks. When father/bear flexed the muscles of his butt, the boy drew a sharp breath. His whole head could be crunched between those two globes.

Then father/bear turned and the boy saw for the first time the gigantic one-eyed Ebon snake with a wide deep purple head peeking from under the foreskin, sticking at a 90 degree angle from the body. He gulped involuntarily, he could be killed with that monster rammed in his little boy butt or in his mouth and throat. He realized that having Grog's big green cock in his little boy hole was nothing compared to have his step-father/bear's stuffed in there. He trembled from head to toes and resigned himself to never seeing his mama, his brothers, sisters, he would be dead before morning came. He quietly started praying in his mind, asking the Gods to take him to live with them when he died tonight.

Mr. Big smiled as he read the reactions on the boy's face and in his eyes. He could tell Salim did not expect to survive the night, he saw how the boy's eye bulged when he saw his father's Ebon fuck snake.

"Lay on the mat on your stomach," the man barked.

The boy obeyed instantly, laying down on the matt spreading his short thin legs as wide as they would go. Mr. Big knew that when you cannot conquer your opponent by sheer brute force, then guile and surprise should be used. It would cause confusion in the enemy's mind and a confused opponent was easier to conquer and bend to ones will. He scooted over and sat on his heals between the boys spread legs spreading them even further, until they were almost horizontal. He nestled his hard Ebon snake in the crack between the two little butt cheeks spreading them further they had ever been spread. His thighs lifted the boy's legs off the ground. He felt the boy tremble in anticipation of a brutal fucking. He smiled, fear, then surprise plus pleasure will confuse his youngest Ebon fuck toy. He never really considered them as sons, just fuck toys to be used for his pleasure. It should not be hard to bend the boy to his will after that, and have him beg his father to breed his little boy pussy with his father snake. He knew Antos would not abandon his adopted older brothers. With all three of them addicted to Grogs Orc cum and to his and the Orc teen's cocks, the half elven boy would do anything he was ordered to do without complain. But he wanted to break that one also. He might not make the two youngest beg for mercy, but he surely would get them begging for his and his orcish son/slave's cocks.

He reached behind him and drew a long thin leather strip. His hands went under his little rebel, found the soft thick cocklet, then tied the leather tight around the base of the boy's cock and balls. He knew that would keep the boy's meat hard, but would not allow him to shoot his seed, until he let him. He also knew the worse threat you can make to a boy who is seeding is the loss of his balls and precious seed. He put his big hands on the boy's shoulders next to the neck, felt the boy tremble and tense up. He smiled, knowing the boy most likely expected to have his little boy hole brutally violated any second now.

Meanwhile in the barn, Grog was starting to teach Amir how to clean his dirty butt hole and crack of all the shit accumulated there from not wiping his ass.

"Amir, come lay down on your back, my little shit licker," he said.

Amir thinking he was going to have to lick and eat Grogs crack and hole clean, went over to the mat his big brother was pointing to and laid down. Opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, waiting for a dirty butt to be presented for his service. He hated their new cruel father, but he did not hate Grog. He understood that the slave boy had to do what he was ordered to, just like them, disobedience would bring consequenses to horrible to imagine. He knew Grog had a mean streak to him, but he also had a very loving and soft side also. He had seen the tender breeding between him and Egrim. Grog squatted over the prone boy, spreaded his legs and butt cheeks as far as he could and then lowered himself until his hole was right over Amir's mouth and tongue.

"Amir, our papa wants me to teach you how to clean dirty butt holes. We all have to obey him, you as his sons, me as his slave. He can punish you boys, but he cannot kill you. To me he can do things, that he could not do you. He can kill me in the most horrible way. I have been his slave for over three years and I saw what he can and will do. I saw him kill a man once and it took the man a whole week to die. The whole time Mr. Big was torturing the man and he was laughing. I know you probably hate me and I would not blame you. I want you to know that I love your older brother Egrim and maybe I can learn to love the rest of you. When papa is not around I will be nicer and not breed you hard and brutally, but when he is around or could show up, I will have to be brutal with you boys, also because that is how master likes to breed his fuck toys, and that is what all five of us are to him." Grog said softly.

"Now Amir, lick and suck my butt hole clean like you did yesterday," Grog added almost apologetically.

When Amir had cleaned his hole and crack Grog got off the boy, had Amir sit up and told him to take a drink from the bottle. The boy obeyed. The liquor burned its way into his stomach, he gagged, but the fiery liquid did take the foul taste out of his mouth and throat.

"Thanks Grog, it did take that awfull taste away." He said handing the bottle back to the teen.

"Sorry, you had clean my shit hole, I shouldn't have told our master that you cleaned my butt hole so well last night," said Grog with eyes downcast.

"It's alright, big brother, I know you have to report everything you do to us, also everything you hear, otherwise you'll get a pretty bad whipping, maybe worse then one you got the day Antos left and none of us would suck your Orc cock." Amir said while hugging Grog.

"How do you know about the whipping I got?" asked the teen surprised.

"I followed you at a distance and then hid outside the barn. I heard screaming and cursing in the shop. Then I saw him drag you by your hair and how he whipped you, while calling you all sorts of names and then left you hanging on the whipping pole." Amir answered.

The boys hugged, they felt a tentative bond starting to form between them.

'Yes,' Grog thought, 'I will be gentler with all his little brothers, even the half elven hell raiser. I'm kinda proud of that lil white boy, Antos is doing some pretty damn good damage to the hated Holyfucks. I wonder how his expedition to destroy the two villages he found out about is going, I hope the boy returns safely home.' He felt that Antos was the only one who could get them out of their collective hell. He felt sorry for the boy, because he knew what their irrate master will most likely do to the boy to break him.

"Amir, I do have to addict you to my Orc cum, you will have to sleep with my cock and balls in your mouth tonight and tomorrow night. That is one order I do not dare to disobey or we all will be dead," said the teen wringing his hands.

"Hey, no problem, Grog. Egrim seems to like the taste of Orc cum. It might not be so bad after all, besides we love the taste of each others cum, so why not get used to our big brothers cum also." Amir said with a grin.

"Grog, are you going to breed either one of us tonight?" Egrim asked.

"Well, master... ooops I was told to call him papa also, is going to be busy with Salim the whole night. So what he doesn't know won't hurt us. I'll tell him tomorrow that I breeded both of you hard and fast, then made Amir clean my shit hole real good and sleep with my cock and balls in his mouth." The green boy said.

All three boys grinned, there was a camaraderie forming between them against their main enemy, Mr. Big.

"Hey Egrim, I see you are hard, ever bred an Orc's ass? We have two prostrates, see if you can reach both of them." Grog said while he laid down on a mat, and lifted his legs up to his chest and spreaded his butt cheeks.

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