Well Enough

Your body is restless and your mind is full of explicit dreams, but you sleep more or less all through the night. Though your cock is still hard, the empty ache in your ass has dulled enough to allow you to think - so long as you don't dwell on your state. Pulling yourself back together, you note with some dismay that since the hunter destroyed your underclothes, your hard cock is CLEARLY visible in your pants. Undoing them, you haul it out and give it a few strokes, fully intending to get out a load so you can get on with your day...

But then a breeze blows through the mouth of the cave and you catch a whiff of something distinctly fetid. You remember the rumors of a giant in these caves, and you put yourself away and resume packing with haste. You won't let yourself get distracted into some hungry giant's cookpot!

Taking a shortcut through the woods, you soon rejoin the main road on its way inland towards the city. Though it's still a day or two away, this far along there should at least be somewhere indoors to sleep and maybe pick up some more food along the way - or perhaps even another village. You start wishing you had shown interest in anything besides fishing and training back in the village, or at least paid more attention to the stories of the other adventurers to have at least picked up more local geography.

After a few hours of walking, you hear the sound of a struggle up one of the paths back into the woods. At last, a chance to do some real adventuring! You rush towards it, only slowing up once you're close enough to get a look at what's happening.

A young, well-built blond man is being confronted and hemmed in against the bottom of a sheer cliff face from further up the hill by three older, decidedly rougher and gruffer men. He too carries a pack, but no visible weapons - a scribe, maybe? Or a messenger? He certainly has the legs for it...

"Back up!" the blond shouts, hands outstretched, sweat beading under the curls across his brow, "I'm warning you!"

"The only thing that's going to back up is your tight ass on my cock, blondie," the man you surmise is the ringleader growls with a leer, and the other men laugh.

Well, you've trained for this! Time to jump in and fight it out for this young man's honor!