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The Misadventures of Mezzick	By : midomango87 Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 2564 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Murtock and Tumack snores tore into the crystal clear Barrens’ night. The light of the fire danced around them. To’al and been asleep as soon as they moved him to some bedding they found, and put on a loincloth. Mezzick’s eyes hurt as he took first watch. Staring into the fire wasn’t the best idea, but letting his mind wander would only result in a worse pang in the pit of his stomach: why had he jumped into To’al’s arms, why did it feel so good...

In the thrill of the moment Mezzick let his guard down. Usually he calculated these things out. No one knew what sick pleasures ran through his head. He looked at the three big lugs, his eyes settling on the Taruen. He winced, no matter how hard he tried the wound would never fully heal, and probably meant the end of the Tauren’s usefulness with a bow. Orcs were proud of him none the less, but he still felt guilty. What would they think if they knew his true shame...

To’al groaned in his sleep. Cautiously Mezzick got up and walked over. He stood near the head resting a hand on the massive shoulder. “Need anything?” Mezzick whispered.

“Oh ah... no...”

Mezzick cocked an eyebrow. “What is it?” he said flatly.

“I did not know you were awake.”

“I’m having trouble sleeping cause people keep needing things, now-- what’cha need-- so I can go back to sleep.”

“Ah. It was just...” To’al trailed off again. Mezzick reached for a horn and pulled it over, forcing their eyes to meet. “...an itch”

Mezzick grinned releasing the horn and began to clap and warm up his hands, “Okay, big fella, one itch coming up, where at?” he mocked with attack claw formation.

“Well, see, its not that big of a deal-- it’s just that my chest hurts so much and moving my arms makes it worse....”

Mezzick prodded, “....Aaaaaaand?”

“All the new hair growing is prickly....down....there...”

Mezzick’s eyes grew to the size of dinner plates, and his mock attack stance faded as he surveyed the body in its entirety. His cheeks began to flush so he turned around completely. “Oh.”

“It’s too much. I know, HHHRRRRRNNNN” To’al tried to do a mini sit up to assist in his scratch.

Even with To’al’s injuries Mezzick still had to force the huge shoulder down with all of his body weight, “Stay still!”

To’al groaned as he resumed lying helpless. Timidly Mezzick began to walk around the gargantuan frame. At 8’5” the tauren was roughly 20 times Mezzick’s size. He only came up to the tops of To’al’s knees while standing side by side. He placed a hand on the hoof was just an inch or two shorter than his head. “Thank the Light for ears,” he thought as they were typicality the only thing that made him taller than other Goblins.

“Thank the Light for that” he thought as he rounded the corner. Into his view came the luscious hills and valleys that formed his quad’s and calves. He absentmindedly ran his hand up the leg as he walked into position. To’al shivered.

“Did you like that?” Mezzick joked.

To’al did not respond.

“Where at?” Mezzick timidly called out, worried his joking around for ulterior motives had actually backfired and made To’al distant.

“Um, everywhere, it seems.”

“Oh my.” Mezzick was becoming blinded by lust as he sauntered up close and began to massage and scratch the legs. Kneeling the huge muscles spread before him as he ran his fingers over it. He relished the feel of the hearty muscles and the thin fur, he loved the faint smells of sweat and manly power. He could just barely feel indents where his magic was unable to completely restore the flesh. He traced the line with his finger

To’al grunted in pleasure. Mezzick began to follow each groove and scratch it vigorously. To’al gave a soft moan, “harder,” he said. Mezzick reached into his All-In-1-Der and pulled out a toothed comb and used it dig into the wall of muscle. To’al writhed in glorious pain, squeezing the dirt and groaning. Mezzick was caught a little off guard and was over powered by the sudden swell of pleasure he sat back, but To’al stretched. The huge walls closed in on Mezzick trapping him in there until To’al was satisfied.

“The other one please, just like that, just like before,” he called out absentmindedly in a bliss driven haze. Mezzick caught his breath and eagerly began to work on the other one wanting the same reaction. He worked and worked. And To’al appreciated it, but nothing like before. He was starting to give up when he heard, “Higher.”

Mezzick went higher up.

“A little higher.”

Mezzick followed the order.

“A little more.”

Mezzick cocked an eyebrow as he came face to face with To’al’s massive organ stirring itself awake. He gently brushed against the side of the sack.

“rrrrrrRRR” To’al growled. The reverberation of the voice compelled Mezzick to rub him more, just on the inner most of the thighs save for a few tantalizing touches on this most tender of Tauren skins. “nnnnNNNNNrrrrRRRRAAAH!”

Mezzic stood placing his own meagerly sized buldge on top of To’al’s shelf like balls. Reaching over he layed the rest of his torso across the gargantuan shaft as he untied the loin cloth.

“Wait! What are we doing?!” To’al whispered suddenly aware of the gravity of the situation.

“I’m helping you sleep,” Mezzick calmly said. Mezzick had lost all control, this is something he has wanted for as long as he could remember, and no one takes a Goblin’s treasure as he seals the deal.

As the loin cloth is peeled away To’al’s member sprung into full view, a waft of his manly scent nearly chocked the little Goblin. Like most Tauren, touch is very private and rarely happens. To’al arches his back as tiny hands grab the base of his shaft and a warm wet sensation caresses the head. Mezzick is surprised how much his body knows how to do, and how much he likes the taste of precum.

He looses his grip on the gigantic member. Frustrated he hoists himself up on one thigh straddling it for a better angle. To’al wants more but can barely move, he finds his arm is just barely able to angle up and rest on the elbow while caressing Mezzick’s back, the warm skin feels like electric as a wave of pleasure shoots through him. Mezzick back in the saddle with a huge paw on his back begins to lean in and work on the shaft. He begins at the base, leaving one hand on the balls and the other on the broad abdomen.

He licks every inch he can, massaging the voluptuous balls. His foot accidentally begins to stroke the perineum, and the Tauren reflexively sweeps his legs together trapping it there. To’al can’t get over how good it feels. The crisp night air burns as sweat begins to bead across his forehead.

Mezzick can no longer tease, swept up in the power and vulnerability of the massive Tauren, he leaves his foot tucked away under the balls and brings the other leg-- over wrapping himself around the huge member. It hurts as To’al lifts his opposite arm to help the tiny Mezzick work his tool. Mezzick undoes his robes and throws them off as he uses his whole chest to massage To’al’s tower. His tiny prick swelling with joy and ecstasy yearning to release.

To’al’s massive hand wraps around the two as Mezzick begins to pump. locking his mouth on the head Mezzick begins to suck and lick every juicy bit. To’al’s back begins to arch rhythmically sending Mezzick on a wild ride

“AAAAAAAARRRRRROOOOOOOO!” To’al howls into the night as he explodes into Mezzick’s face, launching him into the air. His own tool exploding in mid-air. Landing on the pec opposite of the hole, Mezzick is covered again and again in both his and To’al’s gunk.

P.S. More is written but needs editing first-- if you have any Grammar notes or misleading (or missing) explenations P.M. me. (stuff like forgetting to mention scenery, items, misplaced characters etc)
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P.S. More is written but needs editing first-- if you have any Grammar notes or misleading (or missing) explenations P.M. me. (stuff like forgetting to mention scenery, items, misplaced characters etc)