Aphr-Orc-Disiac

As a photographer, I like to take pictures in my free time. Sure, my favorite thing to do in my free time involves a giant orc dick, but I also like taking pictures! So, I almost always bring my camera with me. I sometimes even bring it with me when I'm meeting with family or friends. (Unless it's rude to do so or I'm told not to bring it. I respect boundaries!) One of my favorite places to bring my camera though, is a park.

Stereotypical? Sure, but it's a great place to take beautiful shots! It's also how I started off photography.

When I moved in to my apartment, I would go to the park that was in the complex and take pictures of it. It was decently big, enough for the kids and family who lived there to enjoy it. Eventually I researched if there were other parks around and, much to my joy, there was. A huge park at that. Easily over a couple thousand acres. With grass, trees, a lake, playing areas for kids, you name it. It was a small piece of paradise for any nature lovers living in the city.

I tried to go to every area of that park yet I'm certain I still haven't seen everything. But that was alright, as it gave me more ammunition for photos! I would walk, look around, and take a picture every couple of seconds it felt like. Whether it be the scenery, the people enjoying their time at the park, anything can be a good photograph! But I also just enjoyed myself; the feel of fresh air hitting my face, the smell of a clean park, and feeling the plants where I walked. It's amazing that the city kept such a big park in great condition!

Eventually, of course, I came across something I REALLY liked.

Around the afternoon, I almost always see someone jogging in said park's pathways. You guessed it, it was a big, hunky orc. It didn't seem to matter what part of the park I was at; I was still able to run into him somehow. Maybe he liked to jog the entire park? But it seemed a little too big to fully run.

Either way, I would see him constantly. He would always wear what you expect a runner to wear. A singlet that showed off those gorgeous muscles, drying shorts that couldn't hide that bouncing package (and can barely hold those thick legs) for the life of them, running shoes (which he had multiple different types of, from what I've seen), and a cap. I did notice some black hair on his nape and sideburns, but I never saw him without his cap. I would also see him sweating a lot, enough to have his singlet wet on the top. Especially the armpits. Yeah.

He would always stay on pathways, so sometimes I would make sure to be close to one just so I can see him. And when he notices me, he would give a small smile and a nod in greeting. I would do the same and he would continue his run. This has been going on since the first time I went to the park. While I would have loved to stop him and relieve some of his stress with my mouth, there was never a good opportunity.

I figured it would have been the same as I walked a new area on the park that had a nice opened field with grass, perfect for having a picnic. The sky was beautiful with a couple of clouds and the area was at an incline with some trees in the distance. A standard, but nice landscape. As I was taking the photos, the familiar sounds of running on dirt grew closer. I turned my head, and there he was. The man of the hour.

He noticed me as he got closer and smiled, but this time he stopped and jogged in place. That was new. I don't think I ever saw him stay in place before.

"I feel like I've been seeing you a lot lately." He said in between heavy breathing.

I smiled back and turned my body to him, "Same here. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were following me."

He chuckled, "Funny, I was about to say the same thing."

I laughed along with him, trying not to look down. I knew that bulge of his was probably bouncing heavily because of his in-place jogging, trying to tempt me. I couldn't be that transparent. Yet.

"Trust me, I would have been taking pictures of you nonstop whenever I saw you if that was the case."

There was a reason for this. Due to him always running, it would have been pretty hard to get a good shot of the man. Even with my high-tech camera, it would still look too blurry for me. And any clear shot would risk him seeing me. I learned my lesson with Siv.

The orc shrugged, "Would you believe me if I said I was used to it? Whenever people see me running by, they would sometimes take out their phone and take a picture of me."

I once more suppressed my urge to look down.

"But that camera looks expensive. Photographer?"

I nodded, "Yeah. Just taking pictures of this park. I just moved here recently so I'm still seeing all of what it has to offer."

"Oh, you won't be disappointed." He then stopped jogging, probably seeing that he was going nowhere soon. "I've lived here all my life and I still get surprised by what I find sometimes. I'd like to think this park is our pride and joy."

"It's definitely beautiful. You wouldn't happen to know the best spots for a picture, would you?"

"Oh, I can think of a few. I can pinpoint them on your map if you have your phone with you."

"Cool, thanks!"

I handed him my phone and he opened the maps app. I got close to him to see. But also to get that nice, musky smell that I knew he had to have. And my god, did he! He must have been running for a while because he smelled absolutely amazing! And was able to notice just how drenched his singlet was around his armpits. What I wouldn't give to put my face in there.

He then pinpointed certain locations on the park and showed them to me.

"These places are a little harder to find for newcomers. Especially with all the trees around there. Since they don't have a pathway, most people miss them. Pity, too. They are incredibly beautiful areas."

I snapped out of it and grabbed my phone, "Ah, um, thanks! I'll look into them!"

Seeming to realize how close we were, his expression turned a little sheepish.

"Ah, I forgot. I must be pretty rank with all the running. Sorry about that."

That was it. The opportunity that I was waiting for. Depending on how he reacted, I could get a chance with the green hunk.

I looked him right in the eyes and smiled, "You don't smell bad to me. In fact, you smell fantastic."

He looked at me with slight surprise, which then turned to a smirk.

"You know, only certain types of guys like this kind of smell. You know that, right?"

"Oh, I know."

The smirk grew bigger, "Good to know." He raised his hand at me. "Morduk."

I shook his hand without looking away from him, "Javier."

Morduk released my hand and started walking backwards, "Maybe I'll see you around again."

"I hope so."

He gave me a wink and said goodbye as he turned around to continue his jog, with me staring at his back and, surprisingly, nice ass. Wasn't as plump as mine was but still pretty nice.

After that, we would see each other often when I went to the park. Whenever we ran (ha) into each other, we would say hello and flirt a little. He even feigned a stretch just so I can see his sweaty armpits. Which were hairy and definitely musky. What a tease.

I sometimes would go to the locations that he marked on my map and the views did not disappoint. Gorgeous flowerbeds of multiple colors, different types of trees that made the places look mystical, and a hidden small waterfall with a lake and breathtaking plants surrounding it. I was on my way to one of them to take more photos and was looking at my camera at the previous pictures I took. Because of that, I wasn't really looking where I was walking. When I turned a corner, I ended up colliding with someone. I almost fell backwards, but the person I collided with grabbed my back just in time and embraced me. Snapping out of it, I looked at the person I bumped into and was met with a familiar face.

Morduk.

"Whoa! Sorry about that! I didn't see you there! Glad I caught you before you fell!"

I smiled, "There are worse things to bump into."

He smirked, "At least you got a feel of nice muscles, huh?"

"Not only that." Still being embraced, I gave a hard sniff to smell that addictive scent of his. "You smell so fucking good."

A snort came from the orc. He then started to caress my back with the hand he caught me with.

"You know, my previous partners would often tell me to shower before getting anywhere close to them after a run. Never had one who loved the way I smelled."

"Really? They were missing out then. I love the smell of a sweaty hot man."

Morduk gave a light laugh, "Us orcs have a heavier smell, though. Still doesn't bother you?"

I bit my lip, "Even better. That's when orcs smell the best."

It was right there when I felt something poking my stomach. Considering his height, I knew exactly what it was.

"Well damn. You definitely are kinky, aren't you?"

I nodded while looking him dead in the eyes.

"Okay then."

He then looked around us and gave a quick scan. Once he was satisfied, he gave me a heavy grin and leaned down to my ear.

"Why don't you smell me from the source?"

I blinked and stared as he straightened himself up and lifted his arms to show his hairy armpits.

My mouth was salivating. I can practically see steam coming out of there. His odor became more potent and intense with that one action. And the pose he made was incredibly hot. He placed his hands behind his head as if he was posing for a magazine cover. All while giving me that confident grin, knowing he got me.

"Is this what you want?"

Instead of answering him, I just moved my face close to his armpit and gave a strong sniff.

A huge shiver came across my body like electricity. Almost immediately, my dick went from sort of soft to rock hard. I would have found it funny if it didn't affect me as badly as it did. But the smell! The tanginess that you would expect was much more pronounced and mouthwatering. The moan I let out proved just how much I was enjoying it. I placed my face so close to Morduk's armpit that the hair was tickling my nose. But I still breathed it all in as if it was cocaine. (I don't condone taking drugs. Felt like I needed to say that.)

Morduk gave a low growled looking at me breathing in his musk. Every time I exhaled, I would make a promiscuous sigh or moan, which would make his growl turn slightly into a chuckle.

"God damn, that's hot. If I knew I'd like having my armpits sniffed at, I would have done this a long time ago."

Hearing that, I decided to blow his mind with my next action. Whatever distance was left between me and his armpit? I closed it as I dove in and gave a big lick at the sweaty area.

I heard a sharp inhale followed by a pleasurable groan. Definitely caught him by surprise there. I lapped at his hairy armpit, getting every corner I could, which made him groan even more. The taste was better than I imagined it would be. So strong, intense, and sharp. Definitely gave me an idea how much he runs.

"Oh fuuuuck. Keep doing that. Holy shit, I didn't know it could feel this good. Fuuuuck."

Once I licked every part of that armpit, I separated myself from him with a heavy breath and switched to the other armpit so fast, I could make an Olympic runner jealous. Morduk once more let out a loud groan and giving a slight shiver. I continued licking to my heart's content and letting out submissive moans all the while, signaling that I VERY MUCH loved what I was doing.

After a while, I left a hand grab my shoulder a pushed me away slightly.

"Wait. Wait."

I thought maybe someone was close by so I started to look around us worryingly. But I didn't notice anybody.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to just stop you like. It's just that, well..."

He looked down, making me do the same. That's when I saw a massive bulge, desperately trying to tear through Morduk's shorts. There was even a noticeable wet spot where the top of his erection would be. I then understood why he stopped me.

"It felt so good that I felt myself getting close. Didn't know that could happen, in all honesty."

I smiled up at him, "So you just found out you have an armpit kink?"

Morduk gave a light blush and chuckle, "Funny what you can still learn about yourself, huh?"

"Hmm, true. Just recently I found out I have a bit of a pregnancy kink."

He raised an eyebrow and gave me a smirk, "CAN you get pregnant even?"

I smiled at him, "I mean, I'm not gonna stop anyone from TRYING."

A laugh, "I'll take that as a no. You really are a kinky little thing, aren't you?"

"Wasn't it obvious?"

"Now it is." Morduk looked behind him for a second, then turned back and grabbed my arm. "Follow me."

He pulled me along as we quickly walked through the park. After a couple of minutes, I noticed a small building that I knew was one of the public restrooms. What made this one different from the ones I've seen in this park however, was that it didn't look as clean. It wasn't extremely dirty, but dirty enough to be significant.

As we were making our way towards it, Morduk turned around and gave me a grin.

"I don't think you'll mind if the location is a little mucky."

I grinned back, "That's what makes it fun."

"Hmph, I thought so."

"Though I am surprised that you'd be fine with doing it in a place where people can catch us. Another kink of yours?"

"Not exactly." He laughed as we got closer. "You're still new here, so you don't know about this part of the park. This area is a hotspot for guys who want to have a little fun. It mostly takes place at night but some daring guys would do it at other times of the day. So, if anyone's going to find us, it's probably gonna be them. You daring enough?"

Oh shit. A hotspot for gay guys like me! In this very park! In that moment, I officially fell in love with the city and was planning to spend the rest of my life there. With guys wanting to release some steam and the majority of the population here being orcs? I was bound to have an amazing time.

I looked at Morduk dead in the eyes with a smile, "Wouldn't be the first time I had an audience."

He smiled back and we entered the restroom. The smell of urine and cum hit my face even before passing the entrance. After passing the vestibule, I was able to see the sinks, the giant mirror above them, urinals, and partitions in all their glory. And obvious stains. From multiple stains to graffiti (some pretty DETAILED graffiti that are nice to look at too), the place definitely wasn't as clean as the other public restrooms I've seen in the park. But it was also obvious that the men preferred it this way. From the vulgar art to the phone numbers placed where the eye can see, it was obvious that the men used this place for something other than the utilities.

Morduk continued pulling me until we reached the toilet stalls and opened one up.

"One thing you can appreciate about this restroom? The guys make sure not to stain the toilets with anything terrible."

I looked at the toilet seats and, sure enough, they didn't look bad. It definitely had some stains, but nothing awful. At least there weren't massive amounts of feces and used toilet paper. I don't mind getting dirty, but there's a limit, you know? Though there was mud, piss, and cum stains around the toilet. Though I saw more of the third one compared to the other ones. And what else did I see? The unexpected appearance of not just one, but two holes in opposite stall walls. With the predictable graffiti you would expect around them. Gloryholes, in all their glory. Man, has it been a long time since I used one of them.

I smiled and looked up at Morduk, who was smiling back. I took initiative this time and pushed him towards the toilet seat. He chuckled and let himself be pushed until he sat down. Once he was comfortable, I kneeled between his legs, placed my hands on his thighs, and lowered my face until his groin was inches away from me. I made sure not to look away from his face all the while.

I hover over that proud erection, breathing onto it, "You don't mind if I get a taste, would you?"

Morduk huffed, "Something tells me you're gonna get more than a taste."

"That something is right."

I then took out my tongue and gave a nice lick to where the wet spot was, making the orc growl contently. I could only get the slightest hint of a taste but it was still enough to get that delicious flavor on my tongue. Besides, I knew I would get a more potent taste later, so I continued licking the erection through the clothed layers.

Morduk kept his legs spread apart to make room for me and continue what I was doing. His huffing got more pronounced as my saliva coated his shorts. Eventually, his covered groin was covered in so much of my spit that the taste of his pre was gone, but I continued mouthing that big bulge. I probably looked like a starving dog with a bone. (Boner, more like.)

Thankfully, Morduk understood the situation and promptly lifted himself up the toilet a bit and lowered his shorts, releasing that veiny, massive, green cock of his. Partnered with (oh god) the biggest patch of pubic hair I have ever seen and some hefty, full balls just waiting to give me some of that delicious milk. (That also had hair on them!)

The smell of sweat and musk from his running instantly hit my nose and put me in a trance. This is my utopia. No matter how many orc cocks I see, I always salivate looking at every single one of them. Especially if it's a new one. And the addition of some nice pubic hair to sniff at? A much better bonus!

As he sat back down, I raised my head to have that green mushroom head aligned with my mouth. I opened my mouth and had it hovering over my tongue as I looked up at Morduk. His gigantic grin greeted me mixed with what sounded like a rumble coming from his throat.

"You're about to get the taste of a VERY sweaty orc dick. You like it just as sweaty as my armpits?"

I nodded, making my tongue tap the bottom of said dick's head.

He chuckled,

"Then have at it. It's all yours."

Always feels nice getting approval from orcs for me to gobble up their giant cocks. And that's what I did.

I moved my head forward and inhaled as much of that green piece of meat as I could. Which was nearly to the base. Both he and I moaned, him from the pressure inside my throat and me from the powerful tangy taste covering him. I didn't need a second to breathe so I instantly started bobbing my head and swallowing more of him until I hit that beautiful patch of pubic hair. I let my nose rest there for a minute, trying to get some of that heavenly scent as much as I could. (Which was hard, when you have a thick green cock blocking your throat.) I could feel my eyes almost rolling back to my brain. Getting the taste and smell of a sweaty, hunky orc man at the same time is the best. I swear it's an aphrodisiac for me.

Morduk groaned and huffed as he sat there, getting the pleasure he deserved. I felt his legs tighten every time I would take him to the base. He couldn't take his eyes away from me swallowing all of his meat, and with the amount of pre I was tasting, it was obvious he liked what he saw.

"Hot damn. Never thought I'd get a view like this. You're something else, you know that?"

With a loud slurp and pop, I took his dick out of my mouth and lowered myself to his balls and smiled up at him.

"You get to enjoy the view, I get to enjoy the buffet."

I proceeded to engulf one of his testicles and suck.

That addictive tangy taste was more pronounced there it seemed, so I eagerly swallowed more and more, leaving Morduk groaning even louder. I was also able to smell more of his musk now, which was a delicious bonus. Out of all the sweaty guys I've smelled, orcs just smelled the best. (I could be a little biased on that.) While I was sucking in his eggs, I made sure to jack the spit-covered dick looking over me. It was so sticky from the saliva that there were squelching sounds.