Another life lesson...

One of the caravan merchants, a Elf by the name of Traeliorn Venxina helped you find a heavy fur lined woolen cloak. As well as a thick shirt and trousers, that would help you keep warm in the snowy mountains. You were a little surprised at how well he treated you, of course it was possible that he was just frightened of you. He had even invited you and Jodaz into his own wagon, feeding you a nice dinner while keeping your goblet well supplied with sweet Elvish wine. Since the caravan had not yet left the city outskirts, you felt like it was alright to indulge just a bit. Things only got really serious once Jodaz took out one of his bottles of fire whisky, pouring your goblet full as the handsome Traeliorn looked on with a faintly drunken smile. Two bottles later and your head was laying back against the wall, you must have been passed out for a few moments. You were awoken by the most delightful sensation, it was coming from between your legs. Lifting your head you looked down drunkenly, Jodaz's nearly bald head was moving up and down over your groin. It took a long moment in your drunken state to figure out what was going on... the fat middle aged merchant was eagerly suckling on your fat green erection. Soon your hip's are weakly bucking up and down, pushing your aching hard on in and out of the older human's fawning mouth.

Across from you Traeliorn was sitting there completely naked, stroking his own long thin erection as he watched the fat human sucking on you. His silvery eyes met your own yellow eyes for a moment, as the handsome Elf smiled at your confused yet lustful look. Glancing back down you noticed that one of Jodaz hands was fondling your naked chest, while the other was cradling your hefty male orbs. "Wha... Wha..." You stammer drunkenly, as the handsome Elf gracefully moves over to sit on the bench beside of you.

"Ssshhh... just relax, have another drink." He offers softly lifting that goblet up to your lip's, it tastes like sweet elvish wine at first. But the burning as it goes down, tells you there is plenty of fire whisky mixed in as well. You try to resisted, twisting your head back and forth even as the smiling Elf pours more of it down your throat. There was something about his melodious voice, that kept you calm as the older human merchant took advantage of you. Not that it wasn't very pleasant, the old fella obviously had a lot of experience with this kind of thing. And so you found yourself just letting him have his fun, while it was true you most likely wouldn't have agreed to this if you had been sober. You were not at all sober at the moment, as so that hot eager mouth soon had you moaning and grunting in delight. As that long thick green fuck muscle tensed, as your hefty testicles drew up within their sack. As your tensing organ released one, two, three, four powerful spurts of thick greasy half Orc seed. As a rush of pleasure raced through your strong body, and them everything went black as you passed out once again.

You awoke half dressed in the back of the guard wagon, climbing out you winced at the bright sun light and the pain in your head. "Ahah awake are ye?" Belknab's booming voice called out, making you clutch your head and look around. "I see Jodaz warmed ya up last night..." The Dwarf observed making you **** a little bit, as all the other caravan guard burst out laughing. "I hope ya not a light weight like Cameron here... hope ya got to enjoy at least a little of it." That statement making the guards laugh again, this time at the blushing red hair human. "Anyway that's a good reason not to drink on the journey, as for the other part feel free to let him suck on ya. It keeps him from complainin' to much... and since yer the new boi hes gonna be eager to do it again."