Giorgii Williams

Erlhantos

The First Book of

The Times and Life of
Torak-Zoza

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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