He's more than happy to lend a hand

Nyl finds his hands are moving before he even realizes, dainty porcelain white digits reaching out to wrap around two impossibly thick Orcish cocks, his pale skin contrasting beautifully against their dark green flesh. His hands were far too small for his fingers to close around the two girthy members now filling them, despite his best efforts he still left a wide chunk of cock-meat untouched, though the two orcs didn't seem to mind that his touch was lacking, both of them letting out a soft moan at the sensation of his hands on their cocks. Both of their dicks were searing hot in his hands, his entire body feeling like it was heating up just by touching them, the slick liquid coating both of them quickly coming to soak into his hands, numbing them and making them tingle with pins and needles, each stroke of his fingers sending flashes of heat pulsing through his body.

"Such a good boy..." Shelgak groaned, Nyl's hand working back and forth over her cock head having the intended effect.

"We're lucky..." Mazoga's words were interrupted by a rapturous grunt of her own. "To have such an attentive ambassador."

Nyl couldn't help but swell with pride at their words, his hands moving quicker, eager to earn more gratifying sounds of pleasure from the two orcs, each pump of his hands around the dark green drooling cock-heads was responded to with a powerful throb of the aching hard cocks in turn. Nyl gasped when he felt Mazoga's hands on his, wrapping around his much smaller digits in a cage of green, sighing as she pushed it harder into the flank of her cock, she let out another satisfied sigh as she felt the silky-smooth skin of his palms press up against her cock. She set herself to the task of guiding his hand, much stronger hands dragging his eager digits up and down her incredible length, his own insignificant muscles unable to resist even if he had wanted to.

Mazoga growled again as she manhandled Nyl's hand up and down her shaft, his soft skin used as little more than a toy for her to drag up against herself in all the right ways. Nyl watched the pulsing green shaft with wide eyes, his own breaths coming in pants, his tongue lolling from his parted lips, looking entirely entranced by the display in front of him. He was entranced, watching Mazoga's hands pumping faster and faster at her length, his own hand being led along by her larger, stronger pair, each full movement causing the pillar of cock--meat to flop up and down, the hefty cock shaking with every powerful pump of their joined hands, her swollen head swaying back and forth mesmerizingly, the tip already spouting out copious amounts of precum.

"Are these the biggest cocks you've ever seen?" Mazoga asked him, her movements not slowing, Nyl didn't look up at her, still far too spellbound by the cock swaying up and down.

Nyl nodded, swallowing thickly, his brow furrowing in concentration as his soft palms were worked up and down Mazoga's astounding length, he wished that he had a hand free, not to touch his pathetic cock, but to bury inside his throbbing asshole, it felt so incredibly empty all of a sudden.

"That's what I thought." Mazoga snickered, licking her teeth with a predatory grin. "And they're both all for you."

Nyl didn't respond, captivated as he was by the cock in front of him, his eyes crossed staring intently at the head, he wanted nothing more than to lean forward, reach out with his tongue and taste the thick liquid now dripping from the bulbous head. He couldn't move though, didn't dare move, would do nothing to disrupt the dance of their palms across Mazoga's length, it felt as though he were in a dream and any sudden movement he would wake from it and find himself deliriously unsatisfied. Shelgak seemed happy to play second fiddle, her hand pumping languidly away at her length, her tip still being worked at unconsciously by Nyl's other hand, her eyes drinking in all of the show in front of her, happily waiting her turn with the soft little Elven cockslut.

Mazoga's hands blurred as they grew in speed, Nyl's arm began aching slightly as it was worked into an even more furious pace, his body being jerked back and forth in violent movement as they worked at her cock in tandem. Mazoga began letting out bestial grunts, the speed of their hands no longer sufficient for what she needed, her hips thrusting in and out to their moving hands, using them as little more than a soft hole to fuck. Nyl was engrossed, the entire display making his body feel like it was burning up, overflowing with arousal, his little prick sat limp in between his legs, far too exhausted to muster up another erection but that didn't stop his libido from rising everytime Mazoga's cock throbbed with need. He could practically feel her heartbeat pulsating throughout her cock, the entire length vibrating with each slam of their joined hands at the base, only to be swiftly pulled back up to the tip before they were crashed back down again.

"That's it, my little elf." Mazoga snarled, the feral need in her voice readily apparent, her hips working into a yet ever more furious pace. "Watch as I cum. This thick load is all for you."

Nyl watched intently as each of those hefty, fist-sized balls growing tight against her body, her cock throbbing violently as she brought their hands to the base of her cock, the tip aimed down into the wooden bowl atop the altar. The first rope launched forward in a flash of pure white, a deluge of impossibly thick semen pumping out, hitting the bowl with a lewd splattering sound. That first string of cum, which was already more than Nyl could produce in one of his meager loads, was followed by another, and then another. A barrage of semen blasting into the bowl, viscous ropes of virile breeding fluid sprayed out of Mazoga's cock, the receptacle quickly flooding with it.

The cum was impossibly thick, clinging heavily in viscous lines all around the large bowl, Nyl couldn't help but admire just how well it contrasted with the wood, stark white standing out against the dark brown. His head felt heavy, thoughts slowed to a standstill, the musk of the cum quickly overpowering his senses, Mazoga was far from finished though. The Orc hissed, tongue licking at her fangs as her cock spat load after load of thick baby batter, drenching the bowl in her seed, plastering the bowl over and over with Pulses of cum. Nyl couldn't help but marvel at all of the semen, he instinctively wanted to reach out, to taste it and touch it, to swipe through the remarkably viscous cum, he was sure it would be unreasonably thick, clogging his throat with it's virile stench as he tried to drink it.

Mazoga's orgasm eventually came to an end, not after filling up the bowl to an almost mind-boggling degree though, the wide dish thoroughly soaked with the stuff, Nyl was amazed that one orgasm was able to make so much, he wasn't sure if all of the semen he had ever pumped out in his life would equal this much. Mazoga finally released his hand, letting it go limp by his side as she breathed a sigh of relief, exhaustion clearly flowing through her after such an incredible ordeal. Shelgak reached out with a spare hand, pulling gently on his chin, tilting his face up so he was looking at her. The elf shivered, his body shaking after such an incredible display, his spell of fascination with the cum broken, instead staring up at the second Orc, still eager to be pleased.

"Now, little elf." Shelgak grinned, her eyes hungrily drinking in his body. "I think it's my turn."