Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2018 18:15:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: Garrosh's War (7)

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 (7)
First test.......

..... Orin began to train with the huge Ogre that he had befriended after
the slaughter of his village. Garrosh was a good teacher too. He was not
soft or lenient on his missteps. He growled and pushed him hard. Striking
him with heavy blows to show him he must fight with everything he had,.
Angering him. brining his fury out as he fought back

"Strike me like a man boy" he would growl
"For I will crush your puny body"
"I will kill your father and rape your mother"

The harsh words the beast spoke did fuel his angers. So he did fight. And
fight hard. Stick and clubs were used as weapons to fight each other.
Orin would end the days trainings broken and bruised. With his foe taking
on but feeble scratches.

"Weak sniveling child" Garrosh would yell
"Cry to your mother. Cry to your dead father"

And cry he did. Each bought, each fight bringing suffered pain back up as
the beast defiled the memories of his father. All in the efforts to
strengthen the boy. But it was meant as such. To toughen the boy. He
worked his body and even wrestled with the big Ogre. Getting closer and
closer to the huge beast man. Feeling the huge broad body of him. That
massive hairy form on his own smaller body.
Orin was soon finding himself getting aroused when he wrestled the beast.
His hand would brush against the huge body and thighs and even the beasts
crotch area.

"Ohh myy" he said to himself that first time he brushed against Garrosh's
crotch
"It feels very large"

But this he kept to himself a he did not want to offend or anger the
beast that had been helping him. But he did look upon Garrosh with more
frequency than before. Where he used to see a big ugly Ogre, He now saw
an ally, a Strong ally. A strong almost erotic brute that was now
bringing sensations to new parts of his body. The huge form and broad
back he would look upon. The large thick legs and big buttocks that
was easily view through the small loin coverings he wore.

"Must not see him this way" Orin said to himself
"It is wrong"

Orin continued to train with the beast for weeks. Getting strong and
better skilled with weapon. His choice was the short blade. The one he
had kept from before. It was weighted enough for ease of motion. That and
a long staff that Garrosh made for him. Designed specifically for him.
Well, Orin would have to use his new skills sooner than he surmised. For
as they crossed a darkened pass on day, they were ambushed by 4 Orcs.
They had only Garrosh's keen sense of smell to keep them from real harm.
For Orin did not smell the strange scent that was to mask the Orcs
stench.

"Wait!" he said as he placed a hand before Orin
"I smell something odd"
"What?.." I had begun to say when the large rock flew at us.

It was a large one for sure. Maybe well over a hundred pounds. Something
I could not lift and throw in such a manner. Someone stronger, like
Garrosh would be able to. But not I. The huge rock struck Garrosh in the
side. He cried out as he was knocked over. Then he shouted for me to run.
"Orcs!" he shouted
"Go!"

But as one jumped out and pounced on Garrosh, I took action. I could not
allow them to hurt my savior. So I moved in on the beast as he pounced on
Garrosh as he lay on the ground. Garrosh was bigger and stronger, but
then another Orc jumped at him. Pushing the big beast down. The filthy
Orc swung as the first pulled at Garrosh. Striking his head.

"Nooo!" I cried out

That's when I grabbed my blade ad Attacked one of them.  Driving the
steel into its side.

"Off him fiend!" I yelled
"Arrgh. Human scum!" The Orc cried out as Pain took him.

He swung at me, but missed. I had learned well from my new friend how to
fight. But that's when the third one came at me. He grabbed my arm and I
was flung over several yards. Hitting hard on the ground. But that's when
Garrosh swung his mighty fist. Smashing to the one Orcs head. The blow
was a strong one too. The Orc fell over in a hard heap.
Then Garrosh rose up and grabbed at his weapon. swinging at the one I had
stabbed. His jagged club crushing against the head of the beast. But then
he was struck from behind by the fourth Orc. Falling to the ground from
that beasts blow.

"Filth" He shouted at the beast as he fell
"Garrosh!" I yelled.

I threw my blade at him as he was on the ground. He grabbed it just as
the Orc was to swing again for another strike. He drove the blade into
the Orcs neck. Then twisted it fast before ripping it out of him.
Then the one he knock over came in and pounced in Garrosh. Pushing him
down to the ground and onto his own spiked club. Garrosh howled as pain
struck him. I grabbed at my long staff. It had a sharpened stone tip. I
got up and lunged at the third beast as he came at me. My staff was
plunged into his stomach and out the other side. The Orc quickly fell
over.
Then I scrambled to my feet and ran to Garrosh's aide. I could see the
pain on his face as the Orc continued to push him to the sharp spikes on
his club.

"Move!" I yelled at him.

Garrosh dipped his head and I drove my staffs end into the Orcs head.
Then jumped over them and pulled the heavy beast off Garrosh.
Garrosh turned over onto his back. The spikes had pierced his thick skin
in several places along his belly and side. I could see the pain on his
face. I rushed to his side to see what I could do.
But then the only still living Orc moved up behind me and grabbed at me.
That's when Garrosh again grabbed the short blade and thrust it into the
beast. Twisting it in him as he dug it through

"Die filthy Orc!" he growled

The beast fell over near me. I grabbed the blade from Garroshs hand and
thrust it into it several more times. Screaming its death call at it
angrily.
"For my family" I shouted
"For my father! DIE!!"

then when I knew it was dead I heard a groan. It was Garrosh. My eyes
widened as I feared he was severely injury, or worse. I rushed back to
his side. Grabbing his hand as he groaned from the pain. But I didn't
know what to do. Fear filed me, fast. I feared he would die. This beast
that was my only ally. Then I would be alone again.

"No, no, no!" I cried out
"Pull it out" He growled through gritted teeth"
"I cant" I huffed
"You will bleed out"
"Pull it out boy" he growled

I did as he asked. Tears were now filling up my eyes as all those deaths
washed over me again. But I grabbed the club at the spikes. Then pulled,
hard. Garrosh yelled in pain as the spikes withdrew from him. Then I got
it off and tossed it aside. I could see his blood now. It was quite a lot
too.
"No, no. Please noo Garrosh" I cried
"Stay with me. Please!"

I looked at him with distress at the fear I would lose him now. But he
reached over for something.

"Grab the bag" He said to me
"Grab it boy"

So I did as Garrosh requested. Then he said to pull out  a small
leathered pouch that was bound at the end.

"There, that's it" He stated
"Beet root. It heals wounds"
"Come. Put some on me"
"Arrgh"

The beast was in some pain. But he bared it. And as I wanted him to be
okay, I followed his instruction. I pulled from the pouch a strange,
sweet smelling goo that appeared a deep black blood red. I squeezed some
to my hand and felt it as it tingled on my fingers. Then I put it over
his wounds. Then  I rubbed it over them.
He cried out at the Beet root seeped into  those wounds and began to do
what ever it was that the root was to do. I was going to pull my hands
from his body, But he grabbed one and held it to his chest. He groaned as
my fingers pressed to him.

"More boy. Rub more" he huffed
"Get it in there"
"That's it. Ughhn. That's it"

He seemed to stop crying out as the tingling of the root on my fingers
seemed to heat up. Then he just lay there in heavy breaths as he lay
there on the ground. I continued to rub the root on his chest and torso
and sides. making sure all his wounds were touched. My fingers were
feeling his incredible body as I did this though. The muscular flesh. The
ripples and valleys of each muscle on his stomach and chest, and sides. I
was in awe of his huge body. And touching it was doing something to me. I
was feeling that strange tingle in my midsection again as I caressed his
chest gain.

"Down here too" he huffed pointing to below the waist of his codpiece
"It almost struck my loins. Here"

That's when Garrosh pulled at the waist of his codpiece. Pulling it down.
My eyes widened as I saw a forest of hairs , leading down into his crotch
area. And then the base of a very large member. He pulled down and I
could see part of his rod. My mouth fell agape as I saw the large stems
base.

"Ohh God"! I blurted.............

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to be continued