You can't resist a taste.

"Don't point that thing at me." You say, but you can't stop staring and you don't know why.

He takes another step and the massive log is inches from you. “What are you going to do? Suck it?” The ogre asks.

Reaching out you take hold of the huge thing. “I couldn't do that if I wanted to.” The heat of it is intense, the head is like a literal apple, clearly bigger than your mouth. “Where are we?” You ask. Leaning in closer you catch the aroma of his strong animal musk. The acrid smell assails your nose as you stroke the shaft with your right hand. “Eew, you are leaking cum.” More vigorously now you work his shaft as you lean in unable to resist the thought of tasting that little offensive white droplet pooling in the tip. Your tongue leaves your mouth as your lips part with the tiniest little smacking noise. The taste is sort of salty with an underlining fishiness you can't place. Your lips open wider and suckle the tip as you keep working the shaft, now with both hands. Coming from your loins you can feel your own normal sized cock stirring for some reason as well. “Oh god this is so gross.”

“Here let me help.” He says and his huge hand takes hold of your head and pushes down. The pressure is immense your jaw is surely dislocated by the intruding member as it first fills you mouth. Your throat gives way as your body gags and heaves till the impossible happens and your throat takes it in like a snake eating a rodent. Somewhere down inside of you the head of his cock finally encounters resistance, yet he keeps pushing causing your stomach to bulge till your face is pressed against his torso. “Oh, I never get tired of fucking faeries.” You hear him say with a deep throaty laugh. His massive hands take hold of your arms and he pulls you forward and back till he is fucking your throat with long pounding strokes, basically using you as a masturbation tool. Reaching down you take your own, pathetic by comparison, in your hand and can't stop yourself from furiously jacking off. The lumbering beast takes a seat on a rock, still fucking your throat, and you barely see him take a mug. “Oh now that is good. Aaah. This might take a while. Unless you would rather I fuck that tight ass of yours?”