Date: Thu, 2 Aug 2018 13:19:21 -0400
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: Garrosh's War (1)

This is a fictional tale of fictional creatures. Half man, half beast.
And a young human male caught up in the middle of a war of Ogres and men.
Watching  as his village in consumed by it
A story of a savage man beast softened by the boy that falls for him.

Enjoy...
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Garrosh's War (1)
Teachings by Father....

    My name is Orin. I am a young male person from the Village of Dorn that
lies between the Hades mountains and the Sea of Charn. My small village of
less than a two hundred people is a peaceful village. We are but farmers
that tend to fields of grain and vegetables. My father Dalick was the towns
leader. He was a big strong man of good stature. String and masculine, with
a body built from the land. He bore 5 children to his wife. I being the
eldest.

I always looked upon my father with great pride and love. He taught me how
to farm and me the man of the house when he was in the fields or away on a
venture to other far off villages for trade. And he knew how to hunt and
fight too. For as we lie in proximity to the great sea and the passage to
the mountains pass and beyond our lands have had skirmishes with other
tribes and hostile peoples.

To out defense, there is a good sized wall that surrounds our village. Its
a safety barrier than was put up some years back by the men of the
village. It took over a year to build but it has guarded our city with its
moderate height of eight feet. It slows progress to the city.

"That's my father" I would say to all who asked of him

He was the one who always made sure his family and village was safe from
all foes and vagrants. He was the one who in my youth held me in arms of
strength to ward off the thunder that used to frighten me as a child. His
big strong near six foot frame of manliness that I found as I grew into age
I longed for in a way that was stranger than my love for my mother. I
longed for his body. His muscle and maleness to have me as he had my mother
many a time.

"Wow. Look at that" I said once as I watched him take her before

"His member is quite the weapon"

I caught my parents in their private chamber once as they made love. I was
but 13 at the time and as the other children slept one evening, I could
not. I rose in my bed in the night to sounds of laughter and then grunts of
pleasure. The walls of stone did not halt much of the noises from their
room in our 4 room home.

I was curious as to what they were doing. I was getting of age and knew
what sex was already. But I had no experience of it. I felt a tingle in my
loins as I heard pants from beyond the wall. I knew what they were doing
and wanted to see. I knew if I was caught I would be dealt with by my
fathers hand. But I needed to see this act. An act I longed to have one
day.

I arose from bed and crept to the doorway to their room. A thick curtain
was the only door between the larger chamber and their room. I took a
breath and pushed aside a corner of the draping. There I peered into their
chamber. There were my parents on their bed. My mother on her back, legs
spread apart and up and my father between them. His big buttocks moving up
and down as he thrust his sizeable member into her. I was in awe watching
his seed sack bounce against her as he made love to her.

"Wow" I had declared to myself as I watched this action

How I felt the severe tingle in my lions continue as I watched this
scene. My own member growing erect in the viewing of this. But it was not
the act itself that put me in want of it. It was watching my fathers
equipment take here. His beautiful member as he filled her with it.  Then
to here the muffled cries as the seed was planted in her again.

I went back to my bed and crawled into it. then threw the covers over me as
I lay there listening to them talk after it. How I desired to see my
fathers weapon of desire up close. To touch it.

Well the chance and opportunity did come none too soon. It was another
years time when my father and I became as close as a father and son
could. In my village, men were men regardless of their passions. So my
desires of the flesh for another man was nothing out of the ordinary. It
was actually a rite of passage for many men. We were taught as any man to
hunt and care for your families.

"It is the time of your manhood" My father said

"We must go out to the wilderness you and I"

"Several days out"

"What of mother and my sisters" I asked

"They will be held in safe hands"

"Karan will watch our family"

So then my father and I set out to make me a man. We were to go out and
hunt and gather things for the village. And he would show me the ways of
our men. We were on our way in a days time. I hugged and kissed my
mother. She wept silently as she saw I was to be gone for several days from
her side.

"Be safe son" She said as she kissed me

"And bring us a fat wild pig" My youngest sister shouted

"It will be such a feast"

We left the safety of the village behind. out beyond the forest and to the
wilds of the wilderness. I heard strange noises around every rock and into
the trees. Animals I may never have seen before now, I saw.

My father then brought me to the top of a hill. He showed me the vastness
of the world that lay beyond the borders of our small village. I looked out
to the valleys below and the sea in the far distance. He pointed down to a
small speck of color a ways to the east of the great sea. It was our
village. Tiny, tiny thing that would be missed by most.

It was here my father gave me my staff. And my first bow and arrow. It was
there he showed my skills to defend myself and anyone I wished to. Where I
first learned to shoot with bow and arrow. This I preferred to the
staff. Feeling more hewn to the bow. And I was a natural he stated. My
shots were straight and true

"With this you will be a valuable hunter son" he then said

My father then grabbed me and hugged me. Holding me in his strong arms. I
felt good and safe there. He showed me several other things before we
settled down the evening. He started a fire and then from a kill today he
cooked our meal for the evening.

I looked upon my father as he removed his shirt after the long day. His
strong masculine frame and broad back were such a glorious sight to my
young eyes. The muscular shoulders seemed to flex as he moved the cooking
utensils over the fire. I gazed at his strong facial features as the light
hit him just right. The flames casting a glow to his bearded mouth and
chiseled chin. It flickered shadow and glimmer in his chest hair,
accentuating his strong torso. I licked my lips as I gazed at the man he
was.

Then I saw him looking at me as my eyes stared at his body. He smiled and
then he handed me a plate of food. Then he grabbed himself some dinner and
he sat across from me, The flames between us.

"Eat son" he said

"Eat much. Then you will grow strong"

"Just like your father"

As he sat there his chest muscles flexed and danced before me. It was a
sight to behold. How could he make his chest do such a dance. I was in awe
of it, of him. I could not even bring the food to my mouth as I stared at
him so.

"How do you do that father" I asked

He laughed as he tried to explain how his muscles could do this. How he
worked his body to achieve top form. But it was all for the safety of his
home and family.

"We must always be trained in strength and ready for anything" he said

"Finish eating" he then ordered of me

"We can discuss more later"

"I have much to show you son"

Then I watched as father reached down and adjusted his groin area. His stem
must have been bothering him as he sat there. I could see the bulge of it
through his garment. It seemed to have grown since we sat down to eat. I
then could feel my own member twitch between my legs. I knew my desire for
father was great.

I gobbled down my food, and we sat there looking up at the darkening sky. I
watched as stars began to glimmer in the falling darkness of night that
approached. He spoke of the sky and the lands. almost as story he told of
the worlds beginnings. I was intrigued by the tale he was telling. But
surmised I was more intrigued with him. I would glance at my awesome father
as I looked away from the sky. Then looked at his body and face again. He
was beautiful.

"Look. Look" he shouted and pointed skyward

"A falling star"

I glanced up just as the star shot into oblivion. A small trail of light
following before being snuffed out in the darkness.

"Wow!" I chirped as I caught the sight

"It is a wonder. No?" He asked

"Yes, such a wonder"

I looked back at him just as he looked at me. Then he stood up and looked
at the sky once more. I looked at his loins. His large rod was pushing at
the material of his garment. Down towards his thigh. My father reached down
and pulled at it through his garment. Then he looked at me and gave me his
hand.

"Come. We should sleep" he said

"Tomorrow is another day"

I licked at my lips as I grasp his hand. Then he lead me to the tent he
made for us to sleep in. It was small and was opened up to thr firelight
just a feet yards from it.

"Get in son" He said

So I crawled into the tent and waited for him to crawl in with me. But then
my father grasp at the string on his garments and pulled them loose. Then
he pulled down the coverings to his manhood. I looked up at his rod. It was
so big now. And erect.

"We will now lay together son" He said to me

"For I shall now teach you intimacy"

My eyes widened with shock and lust as I heard him say that.........

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To be continued