Sexual Warlord

I waited a while before I decided to look again for another liason. The last three horrorshows put me off from sex, and I was taking things into my own hand for a few weeks.

But then I saw him. Doe-brown eyes, a gentle smile. He would make the perfect fuck. Although I'm a little put off by Tauren boys, he was just too beautiful to resist. Seeing him running around Orgrimmar on his kodo made my knees weak and my groin tighten with lust.

My inside source, someone who we won't talk about at this moment because I'll fuck her someday too, told me his name was Grusle. A perfect name for the most gorgeous tauren I have ever seen. I knew he wouldn't enjoy what I had planned for him, but I'm Thrall. Alliance shiver in fear when they hear my name. That, and I'm pure pimpin'. Ain't no shame in my game. I fuck who I want when I want and that's all that needs to be said.

I summoned him to my room. No pretenses this time. I would take control of the situation from the beginning. He was as perfect up close as he was from afar. Twinked out to the T's in blues and purples that I just know he'd scavenged from the auction house, he took my breath away.

"Grusle, it's nice to meet you." I smiled slightly, my cock growing harder by the second. I couldn't wait to slide my cock in between his bovine lips and explode in his mouth. It would be a release like no other, better than Uglymoo, better than Chungo. Much better than Mercybane, the thought of her nipple-less tits still gives me nightmares.

"O yah thx itz niec 2 met u 2 Trhall, hwo can i hlep u sir??!?/" His voice was mesmerizing and deep, just as I had planned. It made me want to feel his taut rump between my manhands, squeezing that pert flesh between my thick fingers. His smell was a bit disconcerting, like aged mustard and sour milk, but it was all part of his appeal.

"I was just in the market for some company, Grusle, and I decided that you would do well." He didn't seem to be the brightest Tauren I'd ever met, but to be perfectly honest none of them are very bright. I just hoped that this would go better than it did with Chungo; that was repulsive.

"O y u sey dat itz c00l u no i want doin nuthin but sintin at teh akshun houz u no or waz in ferelals doin soom stuff there 4 da horde n all taht, rite?!" He nodded his head, and I reached forward my hand to brush my fingers against his mulish jaw. "Yes," I nodded, "That's right. For the Horde. I've got something I want you to do for the Horde, Grusle." Oh, yes. For the Horde.

"O ok wat is it u no cuz i got my kodo waitin outside 4 a urn to dustalwwloow marsh and he doint liek 2 wayt so i hoep it dont take 2 long lolz." I leaned forward to brush my mouth against his, closing my eyes with a soft rumbling sound. "Shhhh." He did hush, wrapping me in his massive arms and holding me close. "ok thlrall," he murmured into my ear, sighing softly, his fragrant breath brushing against my ear. His massive three-fingered hand slid down to cup my cock and balls. It looked like he knew just what I wanted, and there would be no need for words. This was working out fabulously.

"I kan teke caer uv u thtralal," he whispered into my ear, running his hand into my trousers and grasping my cock in his firm grip. My head lolled back and I went with the flow, allowing him to give me a handjob with his calloused hand. It felt magical, and it didn't take long for me to explode, my jizz coating his hand and arm.

Long after I sent him away, I was still smiling. It wouldn't be the last time I would come into contact with my precious, tender Grusle.