Magic has Benefits Ch. 02

Oskar was following him up to that last part, which once again was said with that sultry purring. Oskar wasn't a fool, he had picked up on the signs and knew generally what they meant. Still, something about it was making him nervous. He actually felt a strange feeling in his heart and gut.

It wasn't that he wasn't experienced with those more... carnal needs. He had been with plenty of women throughout the years. But this was... different. Riley was different. Something about him made Oskar want to run straight to him and pull him into his arms, but also made him want to run away as fast as he could. He had known Riley was pretty as soon as he'd laid eyes on him, probably the prettiest person he'd ever seen. But it was more than that. Was it the intelligence and aspirations in his eyes? The way he carried himself? All of it?

It didn't matter really. All they mattered was there was an undeniable attraction. Still...

"Riley... if I am to interpret your intentions correctly..." He started slowly.

"You probably have," Riley had put his hands back against the counter and leaned forward a bit. His eyes were framed more than ever by his rose gold hair and the pink light seemed to dance across the strands. The sun had started to fade over the horizon and Oskar was once again struck by the fact that Riley's eyes were literally glowing, "You're a very intelligent man, and I haven't exactly been subtle."

"This just seems... forward?" Oskar had to fish for that word, and even then it didn't seem exactly correct.

Riley pouted somewhat. A look that both showed a slight amount of irritation while still being cute, "Well, for your information, I've been out here by myself for five years. I haven't had any substantial humanoid contact that entire time. Let alone with a specimen as remarkable as yourself."

As he said this, he pushed his way off the counter and sauntered through the short distance between them. Oskar briefly considered sprinting for the door, but opted to hold his ground.

"And you say forward. That would be my middle name if I had one," While he said this, he was now toe to toe with Oskar, whose stomach had suddenly filled with butterflies. Riley put two fingers on the bottom of the V of Oskar's shirt. A tingle shot up Oskar's spine as the soft fingertips and painted nails of the slighter man touched his bare chest, "And besides. I heard that surviving harrowing encounters with another individual strengthens bonds at a quicker pace. It's called trauma bonding."

Oskar, who was finding it harder to talk now than when his neck was swollen with deadly venom, grasped at a straw, "Trauma? You didn't seem very trauma..."

"Shhhhh," Riley shushed him in a low pur. His face was now so close to Oskar's torso he could feel his breath disturb the exposed chest hairs under his collarbone. Riley walked his two fingers up his chest and said, "Let me get to my last point."

Oskar gulped, "Okay. What is your last point?"

"It might be the most important one. You see, I'm INCREDIBLY..." He hissed that last word out. He took two hands on either side of the flaps that made the V of Oskars shirt. He suddenly grasped them roughly, his nails slightly digging in to Oskar's skin. Not that it bothered the muscled wall too much. He pulled the flaps apart and the loose string that held them together became unstrung, revealing more of the half orc's massive pectorals and shoulder muscles. Riley had to practically stand on his tip toes to get his face against Oskar's neck. The scent of flowers and what must have been some kind of sweet berry washed over Oskar's nose and pallet as the smaller man did so.

He practically breathed the next few words in a voice barely above a whisper, though it was easily laced with the now familiar sultry purr, "I am incredibly fucking horny..."

Oskar felt a cold chill go all the way from his head to his feet. All inhibitions about going through with this were fading with each syllable that escaped Riley's pretty pink lips.

The man knew how to get what he wanted.

Oskar gulped again and stammered out, "Is... is that so...?"

"Yes, that is so," Riley leaned back a bit and looked up into Oskar's deep amber eyes with his blazing pink ones, "As I said, I've been out here by myself with nothing but animals and the occasional hill billy to keep me company. You try being by yourself with no attractive company for five years without building up a massive thirst. Besides, there is an actual benefit to this other than getting each other off. Not that I really need another reason."

Oskar's head was reeling at this point, but he grasped at another straw, "A-another reason?"

"Listen..." Riley pulled against the shirt a bit more, causing a small tear to form at the bottom of the V and exposing more manly half orc chest. Oskar could smell his own salty sweat wafting from the crevice. It was a smell he was practically nose blind to and would usually apologize in more proper company for smelling that way. But Riley's eyes seemed to light up with desire as the smell hit him. Oskar could swear the man was drooling slightly.

"Listen darling," Riley tried again, tearing his eyes away from the sweaty muscles and up into Oskar's face again, "I could start explaining the benefits of transmitting expanded energy into crystals to assist in spellcasting now, or we can start making each other cum buckets. What do you say?"

Oskar had met brothel whores less forward and desperate. He tried to say something else. Maybe to say he thought they were moving too fast or they should maybe think about this.

But Riley sealed the deal.

He used his hands that were now wrapped around Oskar's neck and pulled a partially stunned man down towards him. Not that he actually managed to move him physically, but after the wizard had made his intention clear, the warrior's body almost numbly allowed himself to be bent down. Riley stood on his tip toes and planted a kiss against Oskar's lips.

The sensation was something Oskar has had before. But not like this. The soft pink lips hit his pale green ones and kissed him with such desperation and passion, that he couldn't resist attempting to meet that enthusiasm with his own. He began to kiss him back, drinking in the taste of berries and flowers and feeling the perfect softness of Riley's lips.

Riley in turn felt the roughness of the lips of a truly masculine man. Whether the half orc was thinking about it or not, his own hands wrapped around the waist of the slight human in front of him, pulling him into a tight embrace. It was Riley's turn to feel a thrill of electricity go down his spine and to his toes.

Oskar was STRONG strong.

Oskar didn't know how long they made out for. But by the time it was over, any and all resistance had left his body. He needed this now too.

Maybe not as much as the twink in front of him, who had pulled away first. A thin string of saliva briefly connected the two very different pairs of lips before it snapped.

"Sit down again," Riley ordered. breathless, but demanding.

If Oskar had stopped questioning Riley before, he wasn't about to start now. He sat down in the chair and Riley briefly stood in front of him.

"Wait there," he said, snapping his fingers again. One of the two black silk straps, which looked tight enough to choke him, suddenly glowed pink and went up past his head. It tied his hair back in that loose ponytail that Oskar had first seen him in. He quickly went to the desk and pulled what looked like a pale pink crystal from the collection as well as a small vial of what looked like clear oil.

He rushed back to the table while speaking rapidly in a strange language. He put the crystal on the table and it started to hum slightly.

Oskar felt a bit of apprehension again as he stared at the crystal to his left, "Uhh... what is..."

But his attention was pulled away as he felt two hands tugging at the belt of his pants. He turned back and looked down, seeing Riley had gotten on his knees between the half orcs legs and had just unbuckled his belt.

"What are you...?" He started to ask, feeling a tad overwhelmed.

"Don't act like you don't know what I'm doing darling," Riley rolled his eyes, yanking the belt out of the straps and throwing it to the floor nearby, "That's insulting your intelligence."

Before Oskar knew it, Riley was tugging his pants and undergarments down around his knees.

For the first time, it was Riley that was stunned.

Situated between Oskar's legs was a large and lightly green cock underneath a small patch of thick black hair. Oskar's brief concern over the crystal had caused any hardening to stop, so he was currently flaccid. Though that was changing rapidly, it did not detract from the glorious sight. The thick shaft rested against two massive balls and it was starting to rise as Oskar saw Riley's open mouthed expression next to his own member.

He didn't know where he got the courage, but Oskar actually had the nerve to chuckle, "I think I found my favorite expression to see on your face."

Riley blinked. He had briefly been stunned by the sexually beautiful sight in front of him. Not only did it look long, thick, and perfectly shaped. But the smell. Gods the smell! The salty musk of REAL masculinity. Something he hadn't smelled in years and even then it had never been like this. This wasn't a particularly strong wizard in college or even one of the guards he had fooled around with. This was the package of a warrior. This was the smell of a man who trudged through the woods with confidence. Who fought monsters and won. Who was incredibly gifted in more ways than one.

Riley salivated.

"Listen..." Oskar rubbed the back of his head, looking slightly sheepish, "I've been told I'm too large by plenty of women. If you..."

He didn't get to finish that thought as Riley shoved his soft face into Oskar's groin. He pushed the bridge of his nose underneath the base of the half orc's cock. His nostrils then aligned perfectly with the ludicrously large ballsack. He inhaled deeply, drinking in the scent of masculine sexuality. Inadvertently, he managed to drool a bit against the sack. Rivlets of saliva ran around and between Oskar's thick nuts and pooled on the chair beneath them.

Oskar couldn't help but let a deep, growling groan escape his chest. The throaty, manly noise only served to spur Riley further. He took the growing shaft in one hand and started to stroke it, burrowing his face deeper into the thick skin around his balls as he did so. Riley had some pretty long and slender fingers, but even then they barely wrapped around the thick shaft of Oskar's cock. Still, Riley stroked it with a precision that suggested plenty of experience. It wasn't long until Oskar was at full, eleven inch mast.

Riley manged to rip himself away from the perfect, hunger inducing, salt filled aroma so he could take a look at the fully hard shaft. His face impossibly lit up even further with hunger and need.

He almost went to speak, but had to swallow the saliva that was built up in his mouth to even attempt it.

"You know... I was going to ask earlier if the rumors about half orcs were true. But now I have evidence," he chuckled as he continued to stroke him.

Oskar had to stifle another low groan and felt a hesitant grin appear on his own face, "Only for some of us, Riley..."

Riley smirked, "Lucky for both of us, hmm?"

Oskar snorted slightly, "You say that now. I wasn't lying about women being unable to take me."

Riley rolled his eyes and huffed, "Hmph. Amateurs."

With that, Riley decended on the shaft. At first, he went for the head of the large cock. He licked across the tip, tasting the familiar salty tang of a man's precum. Yet once again, Oskar had a flavor beyond anything Riley had before. He took the head of the dick in his mouth and began to swirl his tongue around the edge of the mushroom shape, one hand still stroking the shaft as the other grabbed the large ballsack and started to knead into it.

Oskar couldn't help but lean his head back and groan while closing his eyes. He had been with a few women before, though it was generally from a legitimate attempt to woo them. Beyond that, his experience was slightly limited. So Oskar could say with full confidence that this was the best oral experience he had ever experienced.

Riley began to slide his mouth further down the shaft. Oskar could feel the soft warmth of Riley's mouth descend further and further. The pleasure that was radiating from his groin was immeasurable as Riley worked on his shaft with his expert mouth and fingers. It wasn't long before Riley had manged to get over half of the warrior's member into his tight, wet, and hot throat.

Riley bobbed his head two more times, his mouth wide in seemingly an attempt to take the other half of the massive cock. He gagged noisily on the second attempt and bubbling saliva slipped from between his lips. It ran down the shaft and over the balls. Riley tried to force his head down and only got an extra half inch. He quickly pulled away, gasping loudly as he did. Oskar's cock was now thoroughly coated with Riley's drool.

Oskar, who had been in one of the various paradises of the gods for the last minute, focused on Riley. It was his turn to wear the cocky grin.

"I told you Master Mage," he let out a throaty chuckle, "I've never met anyone capable of taking all of it. In any way."

"Hmph," Riley huffed, "We'll see about that."

He took the vial of clear oil and began to shake it vigorously for a moment.

The longer this encounter went on, the more comfortable Oskar was getting. He raised an eyebrow as Riley shook the vial.

"Are you going to use some kind of potion?" He chuckled deeply again, "isn't that cheating?"

Riley rolled his eyes, "And some would say your naturally large physique would be cheating in a fight. I was born and grew to be practically five and a half feet tall, but I'm much smarter than most people. We all use what we've got. So yes, I will be using a potion."

He uncorked the vial and sipped it slightly, taking only a third of it into his mouth. Instead of gulping, he threw his head back and looked at the ceiling for a moment before turning his attention back to the package in front of him. Specifically, his focus seemed to be on the large balls.

"Speaking of what we're born with..." He put a hand underneath the massive sack and held them up. It took his entire hand to do so, "Just looking at these I can make an educated guess. But my biological studies course suggested that orcs are capable of ejaculating multiple times in a short time span. And sometimes half orcs posses this ability. Judging by how massive your balls are, I'm guessing you are gifted in this regard as well?"

Oskar nodded a bit, "Uhh... yes? Usually most women stop after the first, but I'm always left... wanting."

"Hmm, good to know. I won't have to hold back then."

"What do you...?" Oskar started.

Before he could finish that thought, Riley placed his lips on one of the large balls and started to suckle it while continuing to furiously stroke the large shaft, which was now slick with Riley's saliva. The sensation was enough to send a spasm up Oskar's body. Without really meaning too, almost on reflex, he took a large hand and placed it on the back of Riley's soft head.

Riley, meanwhile, was swirling his tongue over the beautiful salty orb in front of him. He pressed his face close enough that the sweaty leathery skin of the man's ballsack was now wrapping around his nose, filling his senses with powerful masculinity.

He was feeling it now. The feeling he had been chasing since he first felt his attraction to Oskar. Naturally he was horny and was trying to fix that. But the other side effect was beginning to blossom.

The beautiful silence.

Oskar, who had never had a woman focus so heavily on his balls before, was gripping his chair tight enough he could hear the wood creaking and bending. His breathing was getting heavier as Riley expertly switched between both cum filled glands with the ravenous nature of a starving hyena. To his amazement, he could already feel an orgasm building up in them. He had never cum so quickly before in his entire life.

"Riley... Riley I'm gonna..." He started to say, gritting his teeth.

Riley pulled away from his nuts. He lips came free from the ball he'd been suckling with a soft 'pop'. He sat up straighter, angled his mouth down towards the head of Oskar's shaft.

And took the entire thing in his throat with one graceful motion, squeezing the balls softly as he did.

That was far too much for Oskar.

The large half orc threw his head back as a spasm went through his body. He gripped the chair again so hard that he heard a sharp crack fill the air. He would have felt bad about that if he weren't in the middle of the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced.

His balls jumped, almost entirely out of Riley's hand. His cock twitched, every inch of it currently sheathed inside of the throat of the young Mage in front of him. Riley bobbed his head slightly a couple more times, using the length of his throat and his pretty pink lips to coax every ounce of cum he could from Oskar's orgasm. He felt the hot ejaculate skip right past the majority of his throat and enter his stomach, warming it pleasantly.

He pulled back, gasping again as he could now get air into his lungs. He looked up at Oskar and chuckled, "Now THAT is my favorite expression to see on a man's face."

The man's eyes were lulling a bit and his expression was slightly slack jawed. His body was limp and another small spasm ran through his legs.

Despite the limpness of his body and the impressive amount of cum he just shot out of his balls, his dick was still rock solid.

A fact that delighted Riley.

"I... that was..." Oskar was trying to say.

"I know darling," Riley grabbed Oskar's knees and used them as leverage to slip up off the ground. He practically slithered up Oskar's broad chest as he did. He spread his legs, causing the long black skirt to shift to his right. His left leg emerged from the slit that ran up the side. As every other inch of him below the eyebrows, the exposed thigh was entirely hairless. He straddled the warrior and lined his vibrant pink eyes up with Oskar's amber ones.

"I think..." Riley started to say.

Before he could continue, the chair gave one final, valiant creek. It then shattered beneath their combined weight with the help of the damage Oskar had done with gripping it.

Despite his current delirious state, Oskar was still a battle hardened sell sword. With reflexes that would startle a cat, his arms sprung into action. His left arm tightened defensively around Riley's waist and the other shot downwards, catching both himself and Riley before they fell into what remained of the wooden chair. Unfortunately, that meant his right hand plunged into a mess of jagged and splintered wood. He winced as he felt shards of destroyed furniture puncture the skin of his hand and forearm. He was now in a sort of three legged pose, acting as a sort of chair for Riley.

Speaking of, as Oskar turned his attention to the slighter man, he noticed that Riley was only now beginning to process what had just happened. He blinked slowly, turning to face the remains of his chair before turning to Oskar with a look of slight astonishment still on his face.

"How did you...?" Riley briefly began to ask.

But Oskar had a more pressing question, "Are you okay?"

The genuine concern in the man's voice made Riley frown. It was a silly thing to cause him to pause. They had come this far already, after all. But Riley could now clearly see that Oskar had injured his hand, and yet the warrior was asking HIM if he was okay.

Riley suddenly felt like he was using the man, and it caused his heart to sink slightly.