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An Unlikely Pairing - DiablosHater & MaidenSeeker

DiablosHater

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Swiping that sword was a mistake. Gideon, a young, inexperienced thief, had decided to swipe a sword from a goblin encampment which, obviously, didn't go so well. He wound up alerting the whole camp after stepping on a goblin's leg and damn near breaking the thing. His feet slammed against the vegetation lined along the floor, dirt sweeping up with each hasted step. A line of rustling trees was left in his wake. If there was something that everyone knew with goblins, it was that one on one fights were easy - but the bastards would have the capability to team up and overwhelm foes with ease. He needed to get out of there, clearly. The chatters of the green demons filled the air as they gave chase - but this chase wouldn't go on for much longer.

Gideon's feet rushed forwards - left, right, left, right, le-- FWIP. His left foot was swept up, immediately forcing him upside down as his hair dangled from its roots. "Shit!" He shouted, the rustling of the overgrown grass and leaves getting closer, as they seemed. He reached his hands down to his belt, immediately unsheathing the very same sword, which was more or less like a knife to him. He brought it up to the rope, eyes locked onto it as he began to file through it. The rope began to tear under the sharp blade. "C'mon, come on!" He growled under his breath, eyes flitting back and forth before feeling a large rock being tossed into his hand, Gideon sounding out a loud shout as the sword was swept from his hand, landing on the ground out of range. He attempted to swing towards it, shifting his body weight forwards and back - but it was too late.
 
Gideon attempted to fight it, pushing away a couple with his hands, which didn't help much, seeing as they managed to climb up his body and render those immobile with their weight, pulling on the sockets of his arms. He felt a few more moving goblins scampering up his body, Gideon squirming and attempting to shake them off - which also evidently didn't work. He felt his body being fondled, his shirt being lifted over his head and tossed off to the side, his body left there out in the open. However, they proceeded to attempt to grope the bottom half of his body, as his eyes darted to his trousers - noticing their hands gliding over it. "Hey! You get your grubby little hands off of my--" He jumped, a loud, high pitched noise of shock coming from him as he felt them squeezing, before running their hands under his clothing.

"Y-You little shits!" His eyes were forced down to the helmeted goblin, eyes widening as he noticed it begin to lift up its loincloth, the thick, long slab of goblin meat forced in his face. "When I get out of this trap, I'm gonna get a band of adventurers, and--- a-and... they're gonna come and cut your cocks off! All of 'em!" He was frantic, feeling the goblin horde helping themselves to his body as the goblin in front unsheathed its length, the rubbery head leaving slimy mounds on his cheeks, covering him in fresh goblin juices. He heard them all cackle, his own cock hardening somewhat, but not nearly to a length that the being in front of him had. It would seem that the scent of the goblin's bitchbreaker had gotten to him - it had made him a little... woozy, to say the least. A red patch came up on his cheeks. "Y-You're all... you're all gonna pay...!"
 
Gideon growled under his breath once more at the chieftain, before watching him rear up and slam his cock into Gideon's mouth. He jumped, a loud shout of disgust coming from him as the goblin darted forwards, balls slapping against his nose with an audible smack. He felt the goblin begin to rear up and slam forwards again, slapping noises echoing forth each time as a glugging noise from Gideon's throat filled the air. His eyes widened, before closing in disgust as he attempted to rear his head back to no avail. On the other end, he could feel a goblin perching itself on his backside, before feeling a tongue pushing itself inside of his ass, then out, then inside again. Every part of his body was being fondled and touched in some disgusting manner.

Gideon couldn't take it any more. The disgusting, salty taste of the goblin's cock inside of his mouth, the sheer magnitude and weight of it, the feel of a small goblin tongue shifting inside of him and licking at his anal walls, his own manhood being fondled by another one of the green devils. Perhaps he... was liking it. His eyes tracked down, widening at the shocking sight - his cock erecting itself shamefully. He didn't want to accept it, after all, who the hell would? He couldn't believe the concept that he might be enjoying this! It was fucking disgusting! But... he had no option to sit there and take it. This was his life now, it would seem. And... well, it didn't seem all too bad, I guess, from his point of view.
 
As the occasion had went on, Gideon was left as a mere sex toy - appropriately, just for all of them to use. Every part of his body was partaking in something in some manner, and frankly, it would have looked like some weird children's playground from afar. Splattering noises filled the air as globs of saliva dripped to the floor, both belonging to the goblin taking advantage of the young man, and the very same goblin's. In fact, some could have even been from the tongue bath Gideon's asshole was going through. Gideon felt some pressure from the goblin in front, eyes widening as he could taste a pungent, slimy fluid shot into his mouth, all the while, Gideon moaned like a prize whore, his prostate going through a hell of a fingering. He felt the goblin pull out, spitting out a MASSIVE amount of precum, as more was shot over his face and body.

His lower half, too, was splattered with cum. He was dirty now, but, that's just the start of it. Or at least, it would have been, but we'll get to that. Gideon watched the goblin in front fall through the stringy goblin baby batter. He cracked a smile, cackling, despite being quite the unfortunate one in this situation. "H-haha! HAHAHA! You can't even rape someone correctly!" He shouted, a grin coming to his face. But this was quickly put to an end as he felt something big and stiff pressing against his asshole. He gasped, eyes darting down to see a goblin about to piledrive into his tight ass-pussy. "H-hey! Get the fuck off!" He felt it push a small bit in, the head pressing ever so slightly against the ring. "D-Don't you fucking dare! I-I've not been... Please!" He shouted, eyes widening as he shook his body, albeit effortlessly, to shake off the goblin. All hope was lost... right?
 
As Gideon heard a voice and the sounded swing of a blade, his body plopped to the ground with a thump, a low grunt filling the air as he scrambled to his hands and knees, coughing up the last of the cum resting at the back of his throat. He brought his hands up as he sat up on his knees, wiping the cum off of his face as his vengeance-riddled eyes locked onto the chieftain, who was clearly boasting about 'justice'. What he couldn't clearly hear was the rustling of cloth filling the air as Gideon got up, hightailing it over to the pair and straight-up kicking the goblin straight into a tree like a football. The goblin hit the tree with an audible crash, landing face-first into the bark.

Gideon charged over, hand rushing to its face and peeling off its mask. He smashed its face into the hard, brown stalk, before watching it flop to the ground, dazed, a couple of its bloodied teeth littered around it on the ground. "H-heh... hah..." He stood there, gazing down at his work with a pleased expression. "You head on back and tell your little friends about how your little sex-toy is responsible about your teeth missing. And if I find you doing this to anyone, or anything ever again..." He swiped the sword from near the goblin's body, gesturing to its cock. "I hope I've made myself clear. You'll be pissing through a tube for the rest of your life. I'm sure no-one wants that kind of treatment." He stood, turning face. "Get out of my sight." He stepped over to the barbarian, eyes looking up at his frame. "...thanks. God knows what would've happened if you hadn't intervened. A-anything you need? Gold, alcohol... Any of that? Of course, it'll be in my knapsack, which..." He turned his head to the carnage and torn up clothing behind. "...shit. It's here somewhere. So, what do you say?"
 
Gideon noticed one thing. It was like... they were on two different levels entirely. Gideon would beat the fuck out of someone who wronged him, make no mistake, but this man was on another level. If something would look at him funny, he'd tie it down, chop off its bollocks and then piss on its mangled limb. Literally, too. He watched the monster between his legs peek forth from behind his loincloth, which was much, much longer than the goblin's, even flaccid. It was like he was superhuman, or something, in a... kinda fucked up way. The way he knew all about the creatures of the wild was irregular, but somewhat impressive. But what he did next was pretty damn brutal.

He watched the barbarian make tracks to it, tilting his head. "Hey, what're ya' doing?" He then watched him immediately take forth his length and begin to piss on it. This guy was a monster. Well, not a literal monster, but he behaved like such a savage he might as well have been an animal. A friendly, conversational animal, sure. But an animal nonetheless. "U-Uh... okay..." He took steps closer to the goblin, also grasping his cock. The sight was, unfortunately, one that he had to hide his dismay for. He allowed his stream of urine to come forth, sighing heavily as they both coated the little shit with their excess fluids. "Hey... Y'know... It feels like he deserves this." This was surprisingly satisfying. "You're right." He flashed a grin as he came to an end, but the barbarian seemed to still be going strong. As I said - superhuman, but in a fucked up way.
 
Gideon compared the two's lengths. One was small, with balls the size of... well, hardly anything that you can compare it to, being honest. And the other? Massive, with balls like fucking oranges. God knows how he managed to keep that thing covered. But as he watched the barbarian chuck it away, he had heard the proposal for business. Something that... sounded offensive. "Hold on, you want me to essentially be your little disposable piece of trash!?" He shouted, shocked. The barbarian wasn't even fazed, though. He was serious about this. Gideon scoffed. "I've just nearly been speared on this little shit's cock!" He pointed down at the piss-covered goblin. "And now YOU'RE telling me to do that for my job!" His eyebrows furrowed, growling under his breath. "Stuff it."

As he watched the barbarian move away, the more he began to ponder. He was to be all alone in here. He had nothing to eat, noone to defend him... He was puny, alone. So perhaps he should take it. The growling and rustling in the bushes were what made him the most convinced. He turned face, running after the barbarian, following by the side of him quietly, thinking it over. "Ugh." He stared at him. "Okay, fine. But I'm not swallowing your piss. I don't wanna have to taste that shit." He glanced at it. "And clean your cock, too. I've had to taste one dirty cock today, and I'm not going to to taste any more. Deal?"
 
Gideon stared at the guy, furrowing his brows once more and scoffing. "With water. I ain't spit-shining that thing. It'd taste like assholes and sadness, at least I'm guessing." He growled gently, looking away and mumbling a few things under his breath, before sighing lightly. "Gideon. Mace, huh? That's not really appropriate, seeing as you use a sword." This was intended as a joke, but he wasn't sure if the beefcake would be smart enough to understand his wordplay. Gideon then watched as he strode forth, occasionally getting a peek at his long, hard bitchbreaker, and how potentially unclean it was. Jesus, he didn't want to taste wherever the hell it had been. He didn't need any more dirty dicks in his mouth today - one's enough. Gideon then heard the man declare they were close to an encampment.

But one thing did strike him as irregular. He had seemed to lick the dirt. It was irregular but, he wasn't afraid to voice his concerns. "Hey, what the fuck? D-Did you just... Did you just lick the ground? A-And how do you know what piss tastes like, let alone having the ability to distinguish between human, orc AND animal piss!?" He stared, tilting his head. He genuinely didn't know - and was mildly concerned. However, he watched forwards as he stepped forth, a large, massive boner becoming apparent from the loose piece of material between the legs of his new superior. This could mean a couple things, but, Gideon didn't entirely know which.
 
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