You are so fucked.

"See, we look like Orcs, and fuck like Orcs, and do Orc shit, right? Breeding caste Elders rule, 'We Are Orcs!' just like you always thought, Little Bro." Karug is slowly sinking himself deeper with each lazy thrust into your cock-hungry poop-chute, the coarse hair scouring and tickling that slutty magic button deep inside you in a way than make your nuts feel heavier, without actually being quite enough to get you off. It feels good – really good – and you love stretching out your arousal and getting hornier and hornier, so you don't really fight it, but just match your squirming and squeezing to the pace he sets as you listen.

Besides, you have other things to discover here, like just how much Orc-cock there actually is – a thick, veiny stalk – behind Gurak's big hairy nut-sack and all the way to his taint. Just because this part never made it into your ass is no reason to ignore it now, and you are nuzzling and rooting with your tusks, drunk and high on the scent of him here, cock-sweat and ball-sweat mingled with the deep, dank funk of his ass, as Karug explains.

"Elves love Orc-cock, for a start. Boys, girls, doesn't matter. They are all total sluts for the D." So far, this was familiar ground from the basic Birds & Bees stuff the Breeding caste Elders had raised you on. "But what they don't know, or those who do don't like to admit, is that Half-Elvish breeds are just as into it. Most of them anyway only spend time with their own cocks, just like we know you love to, Little Bro. Gurak and I being twins, well, we also kinda grew up with each other's."

"Had to get different piercings so we could tell 'em apart, ha ha ha!" Gurak's laugh shakes his big hairy sack against your face, and you remember your standing orders to suck his nuts, and get to it, latching on with your lips and discovering all kinds of cum still soaking his coarse hair.The taste makes your butthole clutch around Karug's shaft, and he grinds to tease it with his pubes as he continues.

"We saw how often you came out to the training ground to jerk your meat, and saw just how much you love your big, dumb, dong..." He reaches down and back with one hand, where your meat is splayed out down between your spread thighs, and starts milking and stroking it against the cum-soaked furs while he fucks you. "And we had a pretty strong feeling that, well, given the chance, you'd be good at this." He holds his hips still, arched to offer you the full length of his huge, meaty dick, and you slide yourself along it, forward and back, with teasing wriggles and milking squeezes, as you try to find the best angle on that special spot, but can only just graze it, held down as you are. Your nuts seethe and throb, as you moan into Gurak's hairy ball-sack.

"And since you agreed to let us fuck you," Karug continues, "You've found out for yourself that being a half-breed also puts a slutty, Elvish cum-button, deep up your shithole, right... here." He angles his thrust for the pressure on that spot you couldn't get for yourself, and grinds there slowly, before slacking back into a slouch that pins you so you can only barely tease it against his cock, and you whimper in protest. "I'll hammer it later, Little Bro – promise. For now, this is nice, right?" He resumes the lazy, grinding thrusts that fill and sate you, while you build up another big nut to bust.

"So good, Bro..." You flex inwardly, milking his length. "But I dunno how long I can last. Please, make me cum?" Gurak's cum still bubbles from your sticky hole with every thrust, and you cup your own nut-sack so you can suck it off your fingers. "Anyway, what's a cum-junkie?" you mumble around where you are licking the last bits from your hairy knuckles, before reaching for your cum-sodden sack again. Gurak, licked clean, has pulled you up between his legs where you can nuzzle and cuddle his big, hairy cock as you slide your insatiable fuck-hole along his twin's.

"Little dude," he scoffs, "earlier today we watched you beat your meat for SIX HOURS. You're fine for a while, and you'll cum when we say so, got it? Oh, and thanks for sucking my nuts. Good job." Another fond head-pat, as he nudges you to get all friendly-like with his big, half-hard dick. You scoop up another handful of his butthole-flavored Orc-cum to wipe all over his cock-meat, and snuggle in, open mouthed, to lick and nuzzle and suck obediently.

"Well, to Elves – and Half-Elves like you – Orc-cum is kind of like a ****, see?" says Karuk patiently, with another deliberate tease against that slut-button up inside you, so that your passage shivers around him, as you nearly cum. Nearly, but not quite. You moan into Gurak's cock as you listen. "And that goes for swallowing it, or taking big, raw, loads bareback. How'd it feel having old Gurak here cum up your guts, Little Bro?"

"So, so good! I mean – I felt, like, super dirty and slutty and dumb, you seeing how much I loved it, getting to be his cum-dump, you know? But so, so good..." Your butthole queefs out another bubbling gush of cum, even as your balls feel heavier inside at the memory. That gives you an idea. "Hey, I bet you anything you like, if I can make you cum, that could set me off, too! Would ya? Cum on my dirty Elf-spot, please! That would be so fucking hot!" You plant your mouth back on Gurak's cock, sucking on the ring right under the fat head of it, to muffle a whine.

"Well, if you insist," says Kurag. "Milk my cock with your hole, Little Bro."