Hunter mating ritual part 3 (Patreon)

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He grunts and drools like a bulldog letting you work on him with your mouth. You bury your face in his crotch while he keeps whiffing hunt milk aroma from your horn. "Oh gods...", he moans, hearing your slurping sounds as your tongue runs around his thick rod. Your lips close on his soft, grey glans before you notice it barely fits between your tusks. You go down thanking the gods he's not as long as he is wide, reaching his balls with your chin and gulping all his precum. You lay your forehead on his firm belly, balls deep in your throat and loving every second of this moment, inhaling the musk of his sweaty pubes as your arms move under his legs, clenching them into a hug. He groans loudly as you swallow his first load while he cries out, "Tor" and drools on his chest, zoning out after his second white rope. The third one and the fourth one invade your mouth as you keep swallowing, feeling his drooling going down on his belly while he keeps grunting and catching his breath. "Tor... Tor... Tor", he huffs and puffs, looking at you as you move away, showing your boner that you kept fapping the whole time. "It is your turn now, big guy".

He tackles you down and sucks your cock as if he starved for days. He slurps and drools between your legs while his free hand goes down on his butt, ready to finger his hole in the meantime. He diligently swallows every drop until your load goes into his belly, then he keeps sucking as you breathe heavily, with your head in the grass and a smile on your face. He sits down, catches his breath, then you stand up and give him a kiss, another one. His grunts and moans turn you crazy, and even without hunt milk you're both pretty sure you might fall in love with each other if you keep staying together. While you exchange that sweet, tender kiss, you look at each other deep in the eyes and think about how sex would be if you started doing it. Cave orcs are not very smart, but they are loyal and the biggest, strongest orcs of the five tribes. You might just find an older one as you keep searching. He smiles at you after your kiss, then you smooch his cheek and stand up to look around. "No need fer hunt milk with ye" he says while giving you the horn. "I hope ta see ye next year here, huh?". You smile at him and nod, "Count on it, Goro". "Yer musk is even more powerful than dat, believe me". He giggles as he stands up. He's even taller than he looked before, now that he's standing... you look at each other for a long, bittersweet moment. It's very hard to let him go.

"Sakgu?", "Durgat!!", the old orc you met before just found his beloved one, and after a warm hug they kiss each other. "Where have you been? I was looking for you", "I'm here, my love...", he says before they kiss again, "I'm here". You look at them, touched, and walk away all happy for him. In the first hour, hundreds of orcs already started to talk and half of them picked a partner. Goro the cave orc found a huge, dominant river hunter you know, while Sakgu and Durgat are chatting and painting each other's body as they keep smiling and telling stories about the winter they spent apart. Some orcs just stand there, alone, clearly deciding whether to remain lonely during the hunt season or maybe bond with someone else that they decided to be faithful to. 

You pick up other flowers and decorate your hair like Goro taught you while mumbling, "I should grow a beard... it'd look nice all covered in flowers". 

"Hey there, cub", they call you from behind.