Taking his prize

Baelog fished his thick cock out of his pants under the dwarves’ encouragement, before slapping it against my ass cheeks. I gulped as second thoughts started popping up in my head. I was about to voice them, but one look at Korant told me that this would only make the situation worse. The veteran’s expression was one of exasperation. Who knew what he would do if I was not okay with the dwarf’s actions?

Yes, I had to do this... for the peace and unity between our kingdoms.

One of the other dwarves lathered my ass with olemba seed oil trying to help, “accidentally” slipping a finger or two in my hole during the process. I bit my lip as Baelog’s cock pressed against my asshole...

*Aaaahhh!*

...but I wasn’t prepared for the ease with which it slid inside! I immediately felt full, stretched, causing a few moans to leave my gasping mouth.

“Yer an eager one, aintcha!”, one of the dwarves quipped.
“I bet that ain’t his first rodeo if ye catch me drift!”, another added.

I would’ve replied, but I had more pressing matters on hand. My cock was starting to harden despite every single ounce of my willpower focusing on letting it stay limp. Allowing the dwarves to see this would be catastrophic, I thought. Still, the more I resisted, the harder it became and soon it was hard enough to bang against the edge of the table with every thrust from Baelog!