Not exactly, but brute gets her most of the way

The Orc's thick cock pressed against Marcus' lips with all the weight of the massive monster behind it. He didn't try to fight, no matter how weak and pathetic that made him feel. In his heart the young prince already knew there was no way for him to stop this happening. When that swollen green head **** his mouth open, he just let his jaw relax and stretch more than he'd ever thought possible. Just the tip, but it was so thick and wide he immediately felt himself start to **** and gag. His cheeks were straining, the muscles underneath already starting to ache.

His tongue was **** down against the Orc's green flesh, slimy with cum and his own Mother's drool. Underneath that, he could still taste her skin, a harsh, musky flavor that made him shiver. She was a female, but this massive, swollen cock eclipsed his own little pink one in every way. Somehow as it battered through his lips he was more aware of that than ever. Using her muscled hips, the warchief started thrusting forward, driving that massive cock just a little deeper each time. Like a castle gate giving way before the hammering of a battering ram, Marcus felt his mouth and throat get **** wide open to fit her inside.

She was pounding against the back of his throat now and each time she thrust deep he felt his breath get strangled as his airways were stuffed with cock. His hands flew up, grabbing feebly at her knees and trying frantically to push back. She still had him gripped by the hair, and his feeble little struggles didn't even shift her. Her muscles bulged under his pale, little palms, all her vicious strength going into pounding his poor mouth.

He could hear this awful gagging, gurgling sound in his ears, and it took his panicked mind a few moments to realize he was the one making it. Slime was dribbling from his stretched lips, sliding down the length of her cock to drip over her swollen, hairy balls. They seemed to churn with fresh cum even under his horrified, tear-filled gaze, and he knew this awful pounding at his throat would only end when she dumped another of those massive loads in his belly.

The thought made him retch violently, but his convulsing throat only gave the Orc the opening she was looking for. With a growl of pleasure, she **** his head forward along her length. Marcus felt that huge cock punch its way down into his throat, sliding so deep it felt like it was going to reach his stomach. Suddenly he couldn't breathe at all. His hands slapped frantically at her knees, only the terror of suffocating making him dare to hit her at all. It felt like striking a solid slab of stone.

"Fuck, so tight!" The monster grunted above him, her awful voice rumbling with sick pleasure. She was bouncing his head back and forth along her length, fucking his throat like she'd promised. Even in the midst of utter panic, Marcus noticed to his horror that he was taking barely half of her cock. There was so much more to go, throbbing and hard right in front of his stretched lips. "I'm going to be fucking this sweet throat every single fucking day! You're going to be my personal cocksleeve boy!"

A shrill scream rang in Marcus' ears, sounding distant and muffled. He could hardly see anything through the painful tears streaming down his cheeks, but he felt his Mother's hands on his waist, struggling to pull him away from the Orc. She was trying so hard, but the monster didn't even pause in her brutal hammering of his throat. The young prince could feel her cock bulging in his neck, muffling the awful gagging noise that was the only sound he could make.

"You're killing him!" The Queen was shrieking. "Marcus! My only son!" The Orc hardly seemed to notice her, focused entirely on driving her cock into the young prince' belly. It felt like it was almost there already, skewering him to the core with each savage thrust.

Then the monster grunted hoarsely, driving herself deep. Marcus felt her cock pulse and throb between his lips, her swollen skin so hot it almost scalded his insides. She had a good two-thirds of her length buried in his throat when she finally came, the sticky load dumped almost directly into his stomach. Marcus choked and gagged violently as he felt his belly fill. There was so much of it, and he still couldn't breathe!

The Orc drew back slowly, cum still spraying from the tip of her softening cock. A good amount was dumped directly on Marcus' tongue as she pulled her massive dick back out through his lips. He gasped for air, spluttering and coughing around her massive load. The taste of it was everywhere, thick and musky, the smell filling his nostrils. Frantically trying to breathe, he swallowed as much as he could, his stomach bulging even more around thick, sticky cum.

Her cock slipped free of his lips with a pop, leaving his mouth gaping open and his cheeks strained and aching. His whole throat felt rubbed raw, his belly stuffed like he'd just **** down the biggest meal of his life. He was swaying and woozy, his head aching, but he was somehow alive. As the Orc sprayed the last of her boiling-hot cum over his face, shaking her dick out with one hand, he hardly even felt it.

"Marcus." His Mother sobbed in his ear. She had her trembling hands around him now, pulling his limp body into her naked chest. Marcus slumped against her, twitching in her arms. He was breathing now, heaving gasps that filled his straining lungs with air. Tears and drool covered his face, along with sticky clumps of the monster's cum. As he lay there, feeling her hold him so gently and weep hot tears onto his bare chest, he noticed suddenly to his horror that between his legs his awful little dick was somehow still hard. Even after all he'd just suffered, the most horrible, painful thing that had ever happened to him, it hadn't softened in the slightest. As he breathed in the musky scent of the Orc covering every inch of him, he felt it twitch even hotter. Why was his body doing this? What had she done to him?

The young prince heard the monster move above them, shifting on her seat of cushions. He didn't even dare look at her, turning to bury his blushing cheeks in his Mother's soft boobs. If the Orc did that to him again, he'd die. She had to know that, right? It had to be over now!