Orc Gym (complete)

    You had been going to the gym with your friend. It was nice to hang out with her as well as try and shed those few extra pounds you gained over the holidays. It was also nice to ogle all the meat candy you saw at the gym. Usually, when you and your friend went to the gym, there was a group of four orcs who worked out together. They gave you to motivation you needed for quite a few things.

    You know one of them, he lives in your building. You’ve seen him in passing since you started living there but have never really met. That was, until one day as you’re checking your mail. He steps out of the elevator and unlocks his mailbox. 

    “You look familiar,” he says.

    You shut your mailbox and look up at him. “I live here,” You quip.

    He smirks, and you imagine him without his sweater. You’ve seen him in nothing but bike shorts enough to piece together a lovely picture. “No, I mean. Somewhere else.”

    “Oh, the gym,” you tilt your head. “I see you and your buddies working out there a lot.”

    “Oh right,” he looks you up and down the same way you did him. “Do we get too annoying or something?”

    You chuckle and smile. “No. You’re all quite well behaved compared to others I’ve seen in there.”

    “We try to keep a good reputation.” He moves to the elevator, and you follow beside him. “I’m Kip by the way.”

    “Kip,” you nod. “Nice to meet you.” You hold out your hand, and he takes it. His fingers are, and his grip is firm.

    “You smell nice,” he says as the elevator doors close.

    Your heart skips a beat. He’s so good looking with his glasses on and his dreadlocks down, just as much as he’s smoldering in the gym. “Oh uh...thank you. It’s a new perfume actually.” Your cheeks are burning, and you fidget in place. You try to think of a compliment that doesn’t make you sound so thirsty for him.

    “Oh uhm...I’ve been wanting to try weightlifting,” you tell him, and his dark brown eyes fall on you. “Next time you’re at the gym, do you mind helping me out?”

    He grins. “I was hoping you’d ask me that.”

    You giggle and nod. “Really?”

    Kip tilts his head. “Selfish reasons for myself. But why do you want to weightlift?”

    The elevator stops and opens on a floor, but he doesn’t move to step out. The doors close and rise towards your level. 

    “I’ve always wanted to carry guns,” you flex your arm and pose. 

    The grin that spreads across his face is not only charming, but it melts your panties even more. He laughs, and you chuckle with him.

    “I can help you get guns.” He squeezes your arm. “Although, I don’t mind soft arms wrapped around me either.”

    Crap, he’s going to drive you crazy. “Well,” you giggle as the door opens on your floor. “Are you on this floor too or-”

    He shakes his head. “Nope. Just wanted to keep talking.”

    You know it’s risky, but you decide to take the chance. “I just got some new coffee in,” you say as you hold the elevator door. “Wanna try it with me?”

    He steps out of the elevator. “I’d love to.”

    You take him into your apartment. You know that ‘inviting someone over for coffee’ is code for sex. Honestly, you would take that right now. But if all he wanted were to just have a cup of coffee, you’d be happy getting to know him too.

    “Do you take cream of sugar?” You ask him.

    “Cream,” he sits down at the bar. “No sugar.”

    You turn on the coffee pot and fetch two mugs.

    “I don’t want to offend you in your own home,” Kip says suddenly as you’re reaching up in the cupboard.

    “What?” You turn around to look at him.

    He smirks. “Well, I know why I recognized you from the gym.” He licks his lips, and your heart skips a beat. “It’s that ass.”

    You feel like you could drop dead at the moment and be happy about it. “My ass?” You try not to let your grin get out of control.

    He chuckles and nods. “Yeah. Sorry uhm-” he clears his throat. “My friends and I kind of have this gross list.”

    “Gross list?” You set the mugs on the counter.

    “Yeah,” he shrugs. “But we each have this list of uhm...people in the gym we’d all, just based on appearances really, but uhm…”

    You tilt your head. “You all have fuck lists?”

    His cheeks darken, and you laugh loudly.  You cup your hand over your mouth, and he huffs.

    “Well, yes. We all have a fuck list.”

    You stop laughing long enough to look him in the eye. “What? Am I on your list then?”

    Kip bites his lip. “Well...not just mine.”

    Your eyes widen.

    “You’re actually on all our lists.” He adjusts his glasses and looks at you.

    “Oh my,” your face is burning hot, and the coffee pot beeps to let you know it is done.

    “I hope that doesn’t make you feel weird or anything.” Kip sounds genuinely apologetic. “We’ve all just thought it was silly. But if it bothers you-”

    You shake your head. “No, it’s quite motivating really!” You pour his mug and then set the creamer beside him. “And if I’m honest, all four of you are my fuck list.”

    His cheeks grow darker, and you avoid eye contact for a moment. 

    “What a coincidence,” he murmurs.

    You sigh and smile. “That’s one way to put it.”

    He grins at you. “So, maybe next time you’re at the gym, you’ll have four of us fighting over who gets to help you.”

    “Oh my, whatever will I do?” You take a sip of coffee.

    Kip licks his lips again, and he stands up. He’s head and shoulders taller than you and twice as large. Kip picks you up by the hips and sets you down on the countertop. You squeak as he does but don’t fight against him.

    “Oh, so are you going to give me a private lesson?” You hook your leg around his hip and stroke up until your heel is dug into his rock hard ass.

    He grins. “You did invite me over for coffee.” He kisses you and his hands push up your dress. He kneads his thick fingers into your hips and then rubs up to your belly to your breasts.

    You part from him to catch your breath. “Now wait a second.”

    He stills his hands and sets them on the counter. “Of course.”

    You smooth your dress back down and look up at him. “Are you just trying to get to me first before any of your friends do?”

    He grins mischievously. “Am I that obvious?”

    “Should we give them a fighting chance?” You palm the front of his pants, feeling his engorged cock straining against his jeans. “Maybe I want to see who the better teacher is.”

    He growls and ruts into your palm. “It sounds to me like you want to check off your fuck list with one go.”

    “A girl can dream.” You unzip his jeans and open them, watching as his thick cock springs out. “That looks like a mouthful.”

    He grabs your hips, kneading his fingers into the plump flesh. “Maybe it’s an ass full.”

    You snort and bust out laughing. “Really?” You cackle.

    He kisses you and bites your bottom lip. “Hey, a guy can dream.” He pushes you down onto the countertop. 

    The next thing you know you’re on the floor laying on top of a very naked Kip. You kiss his chest, and he groans softly. He rubs your back as you go back to being limp.

    “What time is it?” He grunts.

    “There’s time here?” You purr.

    He gropes your rear gently, he had just given it the workout of its life, what with spanking and cumming inside it. “Was I too rough?”

    You shake your head. “Just right.”

    He chuckles and kisses the top of your head. “I usually don’t do that. Not until the third date usually.”

    You sit up and stretch, knowing you’ll be sore tomorrow. “I usually don’t do that period.”

    He rises and kisses your cheek and neck. “I think there was a lot of fantasy built up inside me.”

    “Me too.” You kiss him and smile. “Can we do this again? Maybe after a proper dinner?”

    “I’d like that.” You have a hard time walking. Your legs feel like jelly, and they tremble. Kips sets you aside while he cleans up for you.

    “I haven’t had jelly legs in ages,” you smirk to yourself.

    “Glad to be of service.” He slips his clothes back on. “I can’t find my underwear.”

    “I’ll give it back. I don’t keep trophies.” You tilt your head back to meet his kiss. He then holds out his fist with your panties in them. 

    “I do,” he growls in your ear. 

    “I like those!” You pout.

    “I’ll pay you back, promise.” He holds your panties to his nose. “When can I expect to see you at the gym again for your lesson?”

    “I plan on being there tomorrow evening. My friend is out of town so I’ll be alone.” You smile at him. “Maybe we can have dinner afterward.”

    He kisses you again. “I was actually going to go get us some takeout. I feel bad acting like a slut.”

    “Acting like a slut is never a bad thing.” You reach out and zip his pants back up. “Especially when it was that good.”

    He grins at you, kissing you hungrily. You shove him away. “You promised me food so now I am expecting it.”

    “You got it,” he growls, gnashing his teeth at you before he leaves.

    As soon as the door shuts you squeal with glee and flop on the sofa. Not only did you get the best dicking of your life (twice really) but he was sweet and buying you food! Such a simple dream but it was a nice one.

    You take a shower while he’s gone and change into something comfy. When he gets back, you’re ecstatic to see he’s gone to your favorite Thai restaurant. You’re so grateful that, while you’re watching a movie, you give him a blowjob. He stays the night, and he holds you like a teddy bear in his sleep. Come morning you get something special, a cooked breakfast. 

    He eats quickly and gets dressed. “I have work. I need to go get clothes and be off.”

    “I get it,” you kiss him at the door. “I’ll see you at the gym then?”

    He grins wickedly. “I hope so. I went ahead and left my card for you.” He kisses you deeply, and for a moment you can feel his hesitation in leaving. “Fuck! I gotta go! Bye!”

    You giggle and wave him off, going back inside to enjoy the lovely food he’s prepared. You find his card and put his number into your phone.

    “This is me,” you text him.

    “Who is me?” He responds.

    You send him a picture of your ass. “This me.”

    “Oh! Me! I kind of remember you.”

    You giggle. “I hope you do. I’ll see you at the gym tonight, right?”

    “Of course. We’ll all be there, so I hope you’re ready for all of us fighting over you.”

    “Oh, trust me, I’m counting on it.”

    You head to the gym that evening, feeling butterflies in your stomach. You’re not sure what to expect, although you have a few high hopes. You go change and then walk out into the gym. You see them right away, in fact, they’re tough to miss. They’re standing in front of the weights, arguing about something. Kip is there and has a grin on his face, laughing as two of the others argue.

    His eyes light up as you step forward and the two that were fighting clam up. “There you are.” He slips his hand around your waist.

    “Did I make you wait?” You kiss his cheek then look over at the others. You clench internally as you see their knowing expressions.

    “Nah, not at all,” Kip leads you over to the center of the group where we introduce you. The other three are named Mahk, Rilug, and Darik. 

    Mahk is a model, mainly working for sportswear and sometimes underwear. He’s leaner compared to the other orcs. His skin is a beautiful emerald green, unblemished and silky. The others tease him for having to keep shaved.

    Rilug is the tallest out of all of them and sports a bulkier physique. He owns an auto repair shop as well as taking care of his aging grandmother. His skin is dark green with gray patches and his covered in dark curls.

    Darik is the shortest, and he’s a landscaper who works for himself. Out of all of them, he has the most pronounced ass. His skin is light green with pale stripes of almost gold. His hair is fiery red, unlike the others who have dark hair.

    Much like Kip said, they fight over you. They bicker over what to show you and how you should do it right. You don’t mind, it’s actually quite fun for you.

    “Look at that, see,” Mahk guides you into squats. “You’re pretty good at that.”

    “Quit staring at her, pervert,” Rilug teases.

    Mahk glares back at him. “Was not! I’m just making sure the form was right.”

    “Like you would know,” Kip laughs.

    Mahk huffs. “I’m trying to help her. I don’t want her feeling uncomfortable.”

    “She wouldn’t be uncomfortable if you didn’t overload her on the weights.” Darik takes the bar from you. “Start her out easy and let her do more reps.” He winks at you. “You don’t mind a little extra movement do you?”

    You smirk back at him. “Not at all. I prefer stretching to lifting.”

    Rilug moves Mahk out of the way and puts his hand on your shoulders. His thick, calloused hands squeeze and rub your arms and neck. “You wanna get loose then for that. Get yourself nice and relaxed before you get all tensed again.”

    You glance over at Kip who is smirking to himself as he watches his friends try to snatch your attention. 

    “Hey now, don’t get handsy,” Mahk scoffs.

    “If you want to see handsy I suggest you step back,” Rilug growls.

    “Mature,” Darik huffs. “Come here,” he grabs your hand, leading you over to the bench. “I’ll spot you if you wanna try this out.”

    “Ok,” you giggle and lean back. You take the bar in your hands and lift up and let it come down on your chest. Dark comes and stands behind you. Looking up, you can the very prominent bulge in his shorts.

    “How does that feel?” He asks.

    “Could feel better,” you grunt as you raise it up.

    Darik chuckles. “You’ll get used to it. Once you find the rhythm, you can do as many reps as you’d like.”

    You grin to yourself. “It feels like I can only take about four right now.”

    “Four is all she needs,” Kip laughs. “Don’t you think?”

    After the workout is finished, you go up to Kip. “Hey, I found your underwear by the way.” You notice the other three perk up when you say this.

    Kip smirks and palms your ass. “Good. I need them. Why don’t you give them to me in the shower?”

    Your heart starts to hammer wildly as the others crowd around. Kip leads you forward, and they form a wall around you, hiding you as you enter the men’s locker room.

    “Don’t mind a quick shower, do you?” Mahk asks as he comes up behind you. He grabs your ass as well.

    You bite your lip. “Are you boys going to scrub me?”

    Mahk kisses your neck, and you moan softly, you turn your head, meeting his kiss.

    “Oy, don’t hog her,” Rilug growls.

    You smirk and turn to him, making him bend down so you can kiss him too. He tugs down your pants and kneads his fingers on your mound.

    “Mm,” you purr for him. “Don’t get too eager now.”

    Darik steals you away, pulling you onto his lap, he kneads his fingers into your ass as he kisses you. From behind, Mahk kneels down, biting and kissing your ass and slapping it as Darik moves his fingers.

    “Oh fuck,” you groan. “Already?”

    You look up, seeing Kip pull his cock out in front of you. “Kiss me too,” he snarls.

    “Oh,” you reach out and stroke him, kissing his tip. “What about the shower?” You look over, seeing Rilug pulls his monster out. “Oh my, do you think one hand will be enough for you?” You stroke him, admiring the thick veins on his dick.

    He smirks with pride. “One of yours is good enough.”

    You turn, licking his tip as Darik moves your sports bra so he can nuzzle between your breasts.

    “She’s drenched” Mahk growls as he rubs his fingers to your slit. He sucks his fingers clean then dips them inside you again. “You were right, Kip.”

    You glance up at Kip as you lick him again. “So you bragged about me?”

    He smirks. “Only a little babe. All I said was that you had the best pussy I’ve ever seen.”

    You stand up and walk to the showers, giddy as can be as they all hungrily follow you. You turn the showers on and rinse yourself off as they gather around you. 

    “Dealer’s choice,” Kip says. “How do you want us?”

    You watch them as they stroke their cocks, admiring each for different reasons. Kip’s cock is just perfect, thick, long, and pretty. Rilug has the biggest member you’ve ever seen with thick bulging veins all over it. Mahk’s is super long and curves to the side a little. Darik’s is super thick, and he has the biggest set of balls you’ve ever seen. They each look like a fun ride, so you can’t quite make up your mind.

    You step over to Rilug. “Pick me up.”

    He grins, doing as you command. You kiss him as he eases you down onto his cock. You cry out, never having something that big inside you before. Mahk comes up behind you, holding you and kissing you as Rilug inches his way inside.

    “Look at that,” Darik reaches over to swirl his fingertip on your clit. “Impressive.”

    “She’s something special alright,” Kip moans.

    “You ok?” Rilug grunts. “Do I need to stop?”

    Your mouth hangs open, and you moan. “Don’t stop, please!”

    “Oh wow,” Darik chuckles.

    Rilug grins, and he moans. “All in.”

    You look down, seeing your belly has bulged slightly. Rilug somehow has fit entirely inside you. You bite back a grin. “Well then, aren’t you going to move?”

    “I’ve got her,” Mahk keeps you up as Rilug starts to move. He grinds inside you at first, moving slow and watching your body. Darik keeps a nice rhythm on your clit, keeping you nice and wet.

    Rilug pulls back and shoves back in. You cry out, and Mahk silences you with a deep kiss. You suck his tongue as Rilug’s hips move harder, shaking you.

    “Wait,” you moan. “You’re gonna drop me.” Rilug pulls out, and you have him lay down. You straddle him, taking him back inside again. You bite your tongue as you ease down on him.

    “Oh fuck, babe, you’re huge,” you moan loudly. You look up, seeing Kip, Darik, and Mahk circle around you. You giggle and guide Darik to your mouth while you jerk off the other two.

    Rilug bounces you, thrusting up inside you. You moan and whimper, gasping for breath as you take Darik meaty shaft in your mouth. You then bend over more and reach back. “Mahk, here,” you moan, toying with you tight pucker.

    “Here,” Kip hands Mahk a bottle of lube. 

    “Perfect.” Mahk dribbles the lube over your pucker and eases his fingers inside. He then rubs his cock with it and places himself inside. You grunt, feeling stretched tight by both him and Rilug.

    “It’s getting awful snug,” Rilug groans. 

    You grin at him. “You gonna cum, big boy?” You kiss him and bite his lip. “You gonna cum for me?”

    He growls and grunts, moving slow now that Mahk is also inside you.

    “I want you to cum inside me,” you purr into his ear. “I want to feel your hot orc seed inside me.”

    He kisses you, thrusting hard and deep inside you. He growls, snarling as he unleashes a torrent inside. You cry out, bucking and shaking and pushing back against Mahk. He holds onto your hips, gasping for breath.

    You groan and laugh as you feel Rilug’s fantastic load inside you. 

    “Shit, look at all that!” Mahk laughs and slaps your ass. He picks you up, holding you, so you’re against his chest. Rilug load globs out of you. Darik then comes forward, so you’re sandwiched between him and Mahk.

    “Can I?” He asks.

    You nod. “Please.”

    He’s a little thicker than Rilug, but not quite as massive. He pops into place and you whimper. “You’re not afraid of Rilug’s cum are you?”

    “If I were afraid of that I wouldn’t live with him,” Dark laughs. He grunts and moans as he moves inside you. Behind you, Mahk is mewling sweetly. He thrusts into you but seems to be near his end.

    You look back at him. “You’re beautiful, Mahk,” you purr to him. “Cum for me too?”

    He shivers and grunts. “Don’t...don’t talk!”

    You moan loudly and bite your cheek. “Mmm, you and Darik make a good team. Ah-fucking...so good.”

    “Don’t I’ll-” Mahk whimpers and bites your shoulder. You feel him inside you, releasing all his warm seed. 

    “Shit man,” Darik snarls. “I can feel you throbbing!”

    Mahk chuckles. “It won’t stop.”

    You gasp, shivering as you feel Mahk stuff you to the brim. “I thought Darik had the big balls,” you moan.

    Mahk pulls out, his heavy load trapped inside you. He kisses your neck and where he bit you. “I need that, thank you gorgeous.” He kisses you before letting Darik take over.

    Darik shoves your back against the wall and starts driving hard and fast inside you. He swirls his fingers around your clit, and you nearly scream. Kip cups his hand over your mouth, and you look up at him.

    “Be quiet, baby,” he whispers. “There’s someone here.”

    You whimper, clinging to Darik’s strong arms. He doesn’t stop or even let his rhythm falter. Kip moves his hand, kissing you, so you stay silent. You feel Darik surge inside you and Kip’s tongue slips inside your mouth. You whimper and moan as Darik makes your core erupt again. He snarls, gritting his teeth as he releases inside you. He hisses and gasps, slowly easing out of you. 

You then kneel before Kip and let him slide his perfect cock into your mouth and down your throat. Mahk, Rilug, and Darik block you as the other person gets into the shower. Kip rolls his hips, moving down your throat and pulling back. You suckle on him, moaning softly as he uses your mouth as his toy. You look up at him and lock eyes with him. He gushes, flooding your throat and coating your tongue. You gasp and cough, which Mahk covers up by starting to sing.

Once the other person leaves the shower and locker room, the four of them help you out since your legs have been fucked into noodles. They kiss you softly and help you walk from the shower.

    Rilug wraps you in a robe and braids your hair. Mahk massages your legs while Darik gets you water.

    “That was amazing,” Darik kisses your cheek.

    Mahk chuckles. “I must admit, that was a long time coming for me. I’ve been admiring you from across the gym for a while.” 

    “Same,” Rilug sighs. “I saw that ass and was done for.”

    “Why me?” You giggle. “There are other beautiful people in this gym. I just happen to be a chubby girl with a good ass.”

    “It’s more than that,” Darik says. “You’re cute, you have a good smile. Not to mention you’re cute,” he grins.

    Rilug kisses the top of your head. “I once saw you at the vending machine, you had gotten the last watermelon water, and you ended up giving it to the girl behind you. I thought it was cute.”

    “I see lots of women at work,” Mahk says. “It used to be a feast, but then it all started feeling like those crunchy granola bars. None of them had an ass between them, and that’s always been my thing.” He kisses your shoulder and neck. “You’re like a delicious cup of pudding.”

    You giggle. “You’re all such charmers.” Once you’re able to walk they help sneak you out so you can get your clothes back on.

    Afterward, the five of you go out to eat together. You have a fantastic night, each of them fighting over who gets to treat you. You then spend the night laughing and cutting up, enjoying their company as much as you had their bodies earlier.

    Kip takes you home and to your apartment. “I’ll see you later,” he kisses you at the door, and you pull him inside.

    “After all that? Really?” He laughs.

    You shake your head. “You never told me why I was on your fuck list,” you smile up at him. “I want you to tell me.”

    He touches your cheek and smooths his finger across your lips. “I saw you first,” he says. “In the lobby downstairs. You were moving in boxes. You had your hair tied up in this ugly scrunchie, and your shirt had Mr. Rogers on it.” He kisses you. “I liked you instantly. Then when I saw you at the gym, I fell hard. The fact my friends all liked you too was a pretty huge bonus.”

    You giggle. “You even remember the scrunchie that was in my hair.”

    He grimaces. “Oh god, it was awful!”

    “I still have it,” you smirk.

    He scoffs. “Give it to me. I’m going to set it on fire and throw it off the balcony.”

    You kiss him and hold him. “I don’t remember that day. Everything was so hectic.” You place your hands on his chest. “The first time I do remember seeing you, you were coming out of the elevator as I was coming back from dinner. Your hair was tied up in this big bun, and some of your dreadlocks were in your face. Your glasses fogged up from the heat of the elevator and the cold entrance. You took them off and pulled your shirt up, showing off your stomach.” You tug his shirt up and pet him there. “You also had this adorable mouse keychain. I tried searching for it but could never find one like it.”

    He smirks down at you. “I’ve had that since I was a kid. My grandmother made it for me.” He kisses you and bites your lip. “I don’t mind having fun with my friends, but I’d like to get you alone more.”

    You tilt your head and beam up at him. “I think we can work that out. Can you stay the night?” You ask.

    “I’m off tomorrow so I can sleep in with you.” He grins.

    You take his hand and lead him into the bedroom. “If you make your eggs again I’ll give you a present.”

    Kip kisses your cheek. “Deal.”