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The Prized Bull
🕑 Added 2024-05-09 23:57:27 +0000 UTCI haven't don nearly enough stuff with my Minotaur Jace. Enjoy
Cowritten RP with Themeistr0
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Jace has been on the road for a little over a week. His armor is slightly damaged from wear and tear, but he sees a city coming into view. Another chance to practice his faith excites the minotaur as he steps up the pace, he hopes there is a coliseum there, but he'd settle for a bar taking bets.
Once inside, the streets are busy around the hours of dusk. Merchants settling in for the night and bars opening in full swing as they let the booze flow freely. As eager as Jace was, he knew finding a place to rest should come first. And while avoiding crowded roads, the minotaur makes sure to mind his step and find somewhere capable of housing his large frame.
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Once he'd stepped into town, he was greeted with the hustle and bustle of the city's nightlife. People go from this way and that, even as the sun begins to dip below the horizon. Many people seemed to eye the minotaur, but even with the gawking, they divided around him like a school of fish.
It wasn't long until he had found an exciting inn, one seemingly affiliated with the town's patron god, and inside, he'd seen many other guests and waiters talking. It seemed just like normal until he noticed their garb, very revealing with many people showing skin as they ran about. Some customers were even starting to get handsy, seemingly to the delight of the workers there.
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"Must be very popular here." Jace thinks as he is drawn closer in. "Gladiators normally visit these kinds of establishments. Hopefully they can point me in the path."
Jace counted the coin he kept on him as a backup. He normally carries very little due to his virtues of not accepting money as a prize. He might be able to grab a room here if they have a cheap option. In the back of Jace's mind there were thoughts of working in a place like this, but he quickly pushed them away. His life was for competition first and foremost.
Quickly he found his way to the front desk, "Excuse me, but I'm hoping to find a room for the night. Would there be any place for a traveling monk like myself to afford?"
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He sees a burly orc man with a less than humble vest cleaning glasses. He gives a cursory look to Jace as he walks up. It's hard to tell if it's out of scrutiny or some kind of hunger. He nods and places down the cup before leaning on the table. "Alright? Rooms are runnin' for about 30g right now. Got a big event for the coliseum in town, lotsa rooms fillin up fast. We only have about 3 left."
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The mention of a coliseum brought a smile to Jace as his own tail gave a small wag, but the mention of 30g being the price did put a damper on his mood. A shame really. "I'm afraid that might be too much for me to pay in full. If there are no other means to pay for my stay, can you point me in the direction of a place that would settle for..." Jace checks his coin purse again. " ...5g?"
With the event, Jace had little hope of finding room at the coliseum right now. Events usually mean that beds are reserved for participants. And rarely has there been walk-ins allowed at such a short notice. He hated the idea of being housed in a stable on his first night in a new town again, but there might not be any other option.
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The Orc gives him a look over once more, visibly displeased by the unfortunate news. He sucks his teeth and hums to himself. "That's real unfortunate to hear bud, but I might be able to get you a discount...if you were to work for me for a while." He raises his eyebrow at the bull to gauge his reaction as he crosses his arms.
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"That would be only fair, I appreciate the chance." Jace says with a gentle smile as he stands up straight. He was used to people eyeing up, but now that he's being evaluated needed to present himself. "What would you have of me? I may not be very good with serving drinks, but have experience both as a gladiator and field medic."
Jace did not know how to sell himself for basic work, but it couldn't hurt to share his skill set. Jace's pecs pressed into his chainmail now that he was standing up straight. He could see the orc eyeing his chest, he must be trying to see how well made the armor was. "Knew I should have cleaned it before arriving." Jace thinks as he hopes that it wouldn't hurt his chances.
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"Gods you are such a treat. I'm gonna have you work in the back rooms. We have loyal customers who are trying to find some...company and entertainment for the night. The clergy here is helping tonight. Yer gonna join him. At least...if you want that room." The orc smirks a bit at Jace as he makes his proposal.
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"I will try my best. I believe I make good company, but I'm not so sure about entertainment. I know a few songs from my hometown, but I mostly perform well with tests of strength." Jace says with a worried look, seemingly unaware of what the orc might be proposing.
The longer he stood in front of the orc, the more the orc started to notice just how see through the chainmail was. He was getting a clearer image of just how fat Jace's chest was and the nipple piercings he was sporting.
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"Oh don't worry stud. I just need you to look pretty, mingle and talk. Your clients will take care of the rest. Why don't you start by heading in that red room back there while I get you yer uniform?" He motions to a red room that seems to have some manner of fog inside.
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"Very well." Jace says without a single note of concern or second thoughts. He quickly followed the path to the Red room and with a knock he entered and waited by the door. The room seemed extra foggy, but he assumed from the smell that this was incense burning to help calm who ever enters. Which was nice. He wondered what kind of uniform he would be wearing. The thought made him realize that he should probably take his chainmail off now. Both to save time and clean while he waits.
He was down to his Pteruges now, wiping away any dirt or dried blood that was on his armor.
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As he worked at removing and cleaning his armor, he found he was right. The incense filling the room was that of soft lavender and vanilla. A soothing and relaxing aroma. But that was paultry compared to what else he noticed. He could hear the sounds of moaning and the sound of flesh crashing against flesh more and more as he went along in the room.
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"Oh now I think I understand." Jace thinks as he listens to the familiar sound. "This is a massage parlor as well. Good for working out those knots." Jace thinks as he listens to one room that sounds like someone was seeing the gods while getting their glutes pulverized. Jace could use that right about now, after walking all day. Though the sound echoing around him did remind him of some of his lost challenges. Albeit sometimes fun, Jace had to chastise himself before he got too excited. His last loss really had him questioning his life goals, but that would be natural after a whole week of being someone's plaything. Fun, but he needed to focus on his training.
Adjusting his pteruges to hide his dick a little better, Jace waited patiently for the orc to show.
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Before much longer, a short goat-like creature, wearing revealing silks and mesh in what looked like a silk thong, all adorned with golden jewelry. He smiles up at Jace as his own hooves come to a stop at his feet. "Good evening sir. Host Bruno has told me you will be assisting us in our duties of hospitality for the near future. They shall be your garbs." He smiles as he offers a very similar outfit to Jace, though it seems the thong is a little small.
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"Why thank you. I'll be sure to thank Host Bruno for this later." Jace says as he stands and looks over his uniform. There was no way he was going to cover his dick with so little fabric, but it normally was difficult to get clothes in his size. Main reason he never wears underwear. "Is there somewhere I may place my gear for safekeeping? I take it there is no changing room." Jace seemed fine with exposing himself, his time in the coliseum was usually met with nudity so it was fine for him.
Sliding on his mesh clothing, Jace had issues sliding the thong up all the way. It dug into his hips a little and half his dick was exposed due to his balls taking up most of the space inside. The gold jewelry was nice and matched well with his nose and nipple piercing's already. "Should I keep them in or do they need to go?" Jace asks as he grabs on to show.
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"Oh, not to worry, friend, I will take you things to the cubby where we can keep track of it." The little goat can't help but look over Jace as he shamelessly disrobes and fondles himself in front of him. but he gave a sincere and approving smile as he watches the man change. For his own part, he started to gather Jace's things before turning back to the gladiator to answer him. "Oh no, your own jewelry is just fine. Some of our guests might even prefer it. For now, let's head to the lounge so we can mingle."
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Jace nodes and follows the satyr without a second thought. He did worry whenever he was without his armor, but he knew he would get it back one way or another. Luckily the room was warm and relaxing, these clothes gave no protection as every inch of his body could feel the warm haze in the room directly. He did hope no one would mention his tattoo on his ass, but he would not feel ashamed of his losses.
"While we go, would you please share your name? I understand that we will be working together and that you are a clergy member. Who do you worship?" Jace says as he tries small talk.
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The satyr is all too happy to talk, their creamy orange colored fur, danced in the dark light. It's quite easy to get a look at his curves and more of his body as they walked even if Jace made no attempt to ogle. He smiles as he responds openly. "Ah, where are my manners? You may call me Spyridon. You need not share your name if you'd prefer. Security and comfort reign in this place~" He winks at the towering bull, offering him a chance at anonymity.
" As for the god we worship here, we act in honor of the god Lymnieres. He is a patron of protection and community and strives to protect the bonds and passions of Man." He continued.
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"I am Jace, The Bull of Iroas." Jace says not feeling a need to hide his name. "I had just arrived in town, but did not have enough to cover for a room. Thankfully Host Bruno was kind enough to allow me to do this instead." Jace followed Spyridon with a calm and smooth walk as the sound of sex grew louder by each room they passed.
"This god Lymnieres sounds very promising. I'll have to give thanks in hope that my passion is protected as well."
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The satyr hums to himself as they go deeper in this den of pleasure, latching onto Jace's words. "Oh yes, that sounds like Bruno. I'm sure he's confident in your attractiveness and hospitality if he's given you such an offer." The clergyman nodded with a knowing smile at that particular revelation.
"As for The Auroral Tower, as he is sometimes known, many people seek his blessings and protection. He is truly a benevolent and fair Emperyan, whether you be chaste, a prostitute, a pauper or an adventurer." He goes on if the monk will let him. His wagging tail and excited face make it clear he is happy to share the word of his religion with another. Soon enough, the pair come to a fairly open room. Plenty of men and women or otherwise are gathered. Some are talking with similarly dressed clerics. Others are playing games of gambling, others enjoy several dancers up on elevated podiums with raucous cheering and whistling.
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Jace listens attentively to the satyr. As a man of faith he too understands the joy of having a passion for a deity. Entering the room, Jace was wide eyed at the party that was going on. He seemed out of his element but he was ready for the new experience. "It'll be okay, just think you're sharing drinks at the bar with fellow gladiators." Jace thinks as he follows. He was not a social butterfly, but he would manage.Already he could feel eyes on him as he entered. That must be a good sign, that means they like him.
Seeing some gambling, Jace was quick to perk up. He always liked the idea of adding stakes to his trials. And Gambling was just a trial of luck. At least he had something familiar to work with here. Looking to Spyridon Jace asks, "What shall we do first? I'm a bit out of place so I hope you will lead."
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"Well, your job is simply to offer company and hospitality. Whatever draws your eye the most seems a good place to start~." As he follows Jace's gaze and lands on the gambling people, he raises on his hooves in a bit of excitement. "Oh! You're more than welcome to join in the games, that seems like a fine time. Why don't you introduce yourself as I put these away? I'll be just a moment."
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"Very well." Jace says with a nod. There were some butterflies in his stomach, but he ignored them to push through. Hopefully they would not mind the intrusion. Approaching the table Jace kept his head high, mostly to avoid hitting his horns on people by mistake, but also to show confidence.
"Hello, is there room for one more?" Jace asks as he looks over to see what game is actually being played.
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Jace finds a group of 4 playing cards at the table. A shorter fox-like man standing on the table. An elven with short blue hair, a large triton man with orange hair and a beer belly, and a goblin man with short gold hair. They seem to be in various states of dress, with the fox and triton seeming;y down to their underwear. Some bickering had clearly been going on, though when Jace addresses himself, they quickly cheer up and smile at him. "Oh hey, another cleric~ Sure you can okay big boy~ We were just playing some strip Texas Hold em.'" The fox explains. The triton then speaks up.* "We were just about to decide the loser's punishment, but I guess we gotta start over~"
"Yeah yeah." The elven man adds. "You're just looking to start over before you lost, ya ham." The group collectively laughs at that, then the goblin man beckons Jace to sit while the others start putting clothes back on.
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"Thank you, though I must admit I'm not one of the Lymnieres clerics, but I'm working with them tonight." Jace says as he sits between the goblin and the triton. The seat creaked a little from his weight. A simple strip game, a very simple yet exciting concept for the bull to scratch an itch he tries to ignore.
"I'm not too familiar with the game. I know the rules, but I may need help with which hand is stronger." Jace says with honest nerves. Being at a disadvantage just added to the stakes but he should be clear with his skill level. Wouldn't want them to get bored with him too fast because of a skill issue.
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"Makes no difference if you're a Lymnieres cleric, we'd be happy to have ya." The goblin nods as the monk makes his way in. The goblin and triton eagerly make room for their new playmate to settle in, though the fit is a bit snug. The elf eagerly explains once everyone's back in their comfy robes and slacks. "It's easy, everyone gets a card to start. On your turn you can either hold or ask for a hit, the person who gets closest to the number 21 with their hand wins that round, but if your hand is bigger than 21, you bust and lose that round. Sounds simple enough?" Some of the boys snicker at the word 'bust'. "Yeah, if you aren't careful you'll be busting a lot tonight~" The triton jeers as he jabs at Jace's stone-like abs with a raised eyebrow.
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"I do tend to bust things often, but I'll try not to." Jace says with a nervous smile. He remembers plenty of times his horns had caused something to fall and break. Been in plenty of hot water because of it. "I'll be sure to keep my horns out of the way." Jace adds as he sits tall.
"But right, it seems simple enough so long as I get to return the uniform later. Let's begin." Jace says with a glimmer of excitement. "As a follower of Iroas I look forward to seeing who comes out on top."
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"It's an expression, bud we're just giving ya shit~ Loosen and and you might beat one of us~" The goblin winks as he tries to encourage Jace.
At the mention of the God of Victory, the triton and the elf Ooo and nod approvingly.
"The God of Victory himself huh? Maybe we should up the ante then." The other men at the table seem to nod and murmur in agreement when the fox man suggests this.
"Feeling like putting something on the line, bull man?"
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Without blinking or flinching away Jace answers, "I'm always up for the challenge. Adding to the wager simply makes victory all the better." Jace could feel his heart race a little as he had a feeling something like this would happen. Would it be like last time? Or would Iroas look kindly on him and grant him victory as he played the role of underdog once again?
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"Oh, that got him bold~ How about this; if you win we'll all be the ones serving you the rest of the night. If we win, you get to be our plaything right here in the lounge~" All the men seem to excitedly agree to that. They were all fired up to win now. Especially with such a delightfully cute specimen.
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"Very well." Jace says with a calm and content smile on his face. Almost like the idea was simply an everyday request like asking to borrow a pen. "Though I would prefer my prize simply be the victory alone, I have no problem fulfilling your prizes." Jace says with a smile as his hole clenches reflexively. Four at once? Or would they go one at a time? The odds stacked not in his favor.
"If I win, I'll simply ask you for another game."
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"Hmmm, alright. Just another game for your praise, let's shake on it gents~" The goblin announces as he reaches a hand out for a shake. The rest follow suit and await Jace's hand to join the fray.
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Jace adds his hand with the others and gives it a firm shack. He already felt his heart in his throat, but the thrill was already settling in. "On my honor as the Bull of Iroas I will fulfill my end of the challenge and you will have your prize on your victory."
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"Then it's a deal, boys! Now...let's play~ Each of us needs to get 5 winning hands to win, our Bull of Iroas only needs 3~." And so the game begins. It takes a bit for things to really kick off, but seeing it in play makes it easier to understand. The first round goes to the goblin. Then the fox takes a point, then the first for Jace, and so on. The surprising tension in the game is palpable now that the stakes have been raised.
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Jace was quick to get an understanding of the rules and just how much luck it would take to win. Even with each hand it became clear that Jace could only hope he got a good card. Each loss made Jace even more aware of his mesh clothing clinging to his fur. His dick was hardening in the tight thong and the string hurt with each throb.
The game goes on, but each round is quick. Soon it was to the point where Jace was in a slight sweat, but after a close hand Jace grabs his second win. The others groaned, but were eager to play the final rounds. Jace could see focus in their eyes and the lust behind it. He only needed one more to win, but the goblin was even closer to getting his 5.
"I suppose we'll see who's winning the game soon. Do you all do this often?" Jace asks as he tries some small talk.
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"Damn your fine fast learner mountain man." To Jace's surprise, these lascivious men seemed to be minding their gaze, even as his excitement became a bit more obvious. He's able to cut through the tension however as the fox is the first to chime in.
"Oh yeah, we do this every week. Come here, relax, enjoy some games and fine company~ Best Inn in tien if you ask me." All the men raise a glass to that.
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"Seems like a very pleasant tradition in that case. If I return to the city in the future I'll have to see if you lot are here." Jace says as he plays his hand. The Triton wins his third hand. "Suppose that means you get a new playmate each week then? I didn't realize this inn was so popular when I got here, but I will not complain." The fox wins his fourth.
Tension was getting higher and higher as more were getting to their final winning hand. "I rarely get to these kinds of places, I dedicate most of my time to colosseums."
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"This place is always busy, less so once the tournament's over but it's a big city. A safe haven for traveler's too, or so the clerics say. Gah, damn Jack!" The goblin tosses the card to the pile with frustration as the fox wins another. Even as the men talked the tension was peaking now that multiple players were on match point.
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Once again, Jace loses a hand after getting so close. He just needs one more to claim victory. Just like the goblin, he too was edging for victory. "I myself got excited when I heard there was an event in the colosseum but unfortunately I believe I got here too late. Still, I get to get my thrills here." Jace says as he puts down a strong hand, but the Triton manages to beat it. Soon it would be down to the wire, everyone was one or two hands away from winning. Jace scanned them to see who wanted it more. Surely Iroas would favor them.
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"Don't give up just yet! I hear they're still accepting entrants til sundown tomorrow. Might not have much more lodging though." The triton offers as he takes another hit. All the players looked like they were knee deep in this, but the small fox man seemed far and away the most eager. He was barely present in mind, only offering nods or hums as he eyed the cards like a hunting animal.
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"Thank you, I'll be sure to go there first tomorrow morning." Jace says as another loss adds to the weight. The elf took his 4th win and both the goblin and fox seemed irritated.
"But that is for tomorrow, for now I'll put my focus on our game. I think we're on the last hand that wins it all." Jace says as he puts down his cards. It wasn't good, if he takes another card he's busting for sure, but it's still such a weak hand. It all comes down to whether he takes a card or not. "...I'll hit."
Busted. 22 for his final pull. "I suppose all that's left is to see who goes first?" Jace says with a nervous smile as there was a thud under the table. His dick slipped out from the thong and tapped the table.
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"Ayyy good game guys! That was a close one too- What the!?" The commotion from the won game is cut short as Jace's heavy and thick cock smacks the table. The goblin was staring straight at it with a clear sense of awe and arousal, while the fox was the first to speak up.
"Damn, man~ challenge really does get you guys excited~ I call dibs!" *The other men collectively groan but concede as the fox unceremoniously strips and walks toward Jace.
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Jace turned in his seat to face the fox. His mass slipping out from under the table for all to see and a light blush to his face. "On my word, to the victor go the spoils." Jace says as he accepts his loss. These types of losses have been becoming more frequent, perhaps it is simply Iroas testing his resolve. He'll happily accept it. "What will you have me do first?"
As Jace now sits, the goblin could see the ass tattoo Jace had the whole time now.
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The goblin wastes no time pointing this out to the group. "Duuuude, the bull's ass has a tattoo that says the spoils, holy fuck."
This new information only serves to emboldened the fox who still has to look up at Jace even as he stood on the table
"In that case, you're gone bend over this table so I can claim my prize big boy~" He commands as his own respectable dick starts to harden before the monk's eyes. The other men are chuckling and openly masturbating at this point, eager for the show to go on.
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Jace could feel eyes all around turn to him as he stood up. His ears could hear the giggles and whispers of other tables and the not so subtle cheers of others. The fox barely reached his chest, but Jace did as he was told and leaned over the table. Tail up and presenting as the thong slides down slightly to give room for his wider stance, his balls still being cupped by the fabric.
He could feel his face grow pink as his hole felt the warm air around him. His pecs pressed down onto the table while the sound of dick jerking grew quicker.
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The fox licked his lips as he watched Jace respond so obediently. His cock twitched with pleasure and excitement as it's new toy took it's rightful place, and with no hesitation, hops onto Jace's back to properly perch on him. He gave the legendary bull's ass a good teasing thrust against the curve of his cheeks once he was secure.
For their part the other man would lightly rub and pat Jacem trying to get him to relax. The elf scoffed and spoke a few words of magic. Soon after a bottle of some kind of oil was dragged off by a mage hand, and the gladiator could feel a cool, thick substance sliding down his ass, "At least lube the poor man up, you barbarian." He chided. "Bite me." *lThe fox responded in kind as he started to push his meat against Jace's trained and used hole.
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Jace couldn't hold back his gentle moos as he felt hands pat his head and back. His insides were in knots and the excitement was making his cock throb under the table. The fox's cock was proportioned to his size, but Jace's hole has always been on the tender side since his last loss. Reflexively his hole clenched and kissed every time dick thrusted against it. But as trained as he was, Jace was glad to get some lube.
The first thrust in Jace let out a deep moo as the fox felt the muscles in Jace's fat ass tense around his hips before relaxing. Two bubbly cheeks holding him up as the warm insides pulse and clench around the length.
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The fox seemed surprised to hilt Jace so easily as he groaned and cursed. The monk could feel the small fox's legs shake against his hips as he grinded onto the bull. Jace could see the other men openly stroking themselves at this point. They look directly at his bliss filled face as they bite their lips and lick their chops.*
As the crowd comes into attention, Jace can see many different kinds of men, and even women who are all excited to see a man of his stature being taken. One among them that stood out was a wolf in only wraps and a loincloth, that was bouncing a very familiar yet brain scrambled satyr bouncing on his lap.
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Jace had wondered where his friend had wandered off to. Though he did not have the time to ponder it too long as the fox jabbed his button to cause a blissful Oh face on the bull. His thrusts were small, but it hit Jace in ways he couldn't stop from moaning out.
His hole was practically pulling the little man in as deep as he could before releasing him to pull back and thrust again. The whole room was watching a minotaur be fucked by someone not even half his size. A perfect view on display as his knees buckled and his head pulling back to moo loudly.
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The fox loudly groaned as his claws gripped Jace for support. At this point he was incapable of holding back as his little body rutted into the monk with a level of force he couldn't have expected. Vague hollers of encouragement and whistling rung out in a cacophony as things really got going. Even the thumping of the bull's erection against the table couldn't drown out the noise.*
Curious about this new hole that joined the fray, the wolf holding Spyridon against his crotch walked over nonchalantly, even as the goat whined and moaned in euphoria. With what little focus he could manage, the cleric managed to set his eyes on Jace, and he seemed as supportive as he could muster of his new friend taking the atmosphere so well. "G-Guh...M-Mister Ja-a-ce. I...secUREed your...things! Uhn!!" *He could barely manage to speak as his partner pounds an orgasm out of him, which slings to and from as the wolf continues apace.
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"Th-a-ank Yu-" Jace got out before he felt a slap on his ass. He didn't know who, but it made him tense around the fox. Under the table there was a small puddle of pre forming as his cock bobs and pulses with little control. The taste of defeat was so sweet sometimes, so long as he could allow someone a chance to experience victory. The beauty of success, and he was the prize.
Tongue hanging out, Jace couldn't stop his hips from bucking back into the fox. The sight of his satyr cumming made Jace all the hornier as he lusted after the same release. Fucked hard and fast. Another challenge to see who could make the Bull of Iroas cum.
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The wolf chuckles as he starts pounding the satyr harder, taking joy in seeing both gentlemen of the night. Suddenly, Jace feels a certain smoothness against his balls. Before the sensation can stick, he also feels something wet and soft tease at the base of his cock. A cursory look reveals that the goblin had gone, and was nowhere in sight.
The air in the room was tingling and electric as the arousal of so many roses, and the hammering of Jace's prostate only makes the overwhelming atmosphere more stimulating.
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Jace could take a guess where the goblin was hiding. The feeling of a tongue sliding across his balls was something he was familiar with. The stimulation just added to Jace's pleasure as his moans drove the party to grow hotter and hotter. As something was trailing down to the tip of his cock, there was a flood of pre-building, but Jace made the attempt to hold it back as long as possible. He lost a bet for cumming too soon before, he would better himself with the long night this would be.
Jace could see the Triton and Elf masturbate in front of him while the party goes on. Seemed only right for these two to get in on it. Pushing his pecs together Jace opens his mouth to give the two the perfect view of his fat pecs and open mouth.
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Jace's teasing maneuver seemed to prove greatly effective. The triton and elf couldn't turn away, bits of drool were even cresting with the sides of their mouths. The triton, guided by lust as he was, reached forward to touch them. He would try to press in and smash them together, testing for a reaction in the mobotaur. Biting his lip, he makes a bold move and tries to pull at Jace's nipple, eager to see how it would affect the man. The fox was starting to slow, and his groans became more labored as things progressed. However, suddenly he started picking up speed, and Jace could feel the balls slapping against his taint getting tighter and heavier. It seemed he was also close as his throat rasps with the effort of trying to hold on. The dam holding back his load bursts, and Jace can feel his walls beginning to flood, stirring that oh so familiar fire in him.
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The triton could feel the large nipple in his fingers grow hard, the nipple piercing give him room to grab and twist and each tease left Jace wanting more. The lips that wrapped around his tip were being flooded with pre as Jace officially had his whole body up for grabs. Jace's moos were now whorish moans as his nipples pulsed in the hands of the Triton. He looks up to the Triton as the fox was busy fucking his bubbly ass with all the speed he could muster.
"Go on, claim your prize." Jace says as he bites his lip as he gets a hard tug. Blissful pleasure filled Jace's mind as he presented himself to the victors, but he kept an eye on the wolf who was fucking his satyr friend stupid. A longing for that look in his eye as he slumped sideways with pleasure.
Then Jace felt the Fox cum. A pulse ran up Jace's spine as he shuttered with pleasure. Eyes rolled back and leaning on the table for support, Jace did his best to not join the fox. The others should go first if they can after all.
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Thankfully for Jace, the fox seemed to run out of steam before his fortitude could be broken. He slumps against the curve of the minotaurs back, and Jace could feel the heavy breathing against the base of his tail. The respite he was offered was short lived however as the goblin started to get more courageous. The monk could feel the tip of his cock being engulfed and hungrily suckled upon underneath the table. The triton was also spurred on by Jace's encouragement, and greedily grabbed his tit's to massage and play with the,. Every moo and whine from the gladiator made him greedily chuckle as a mischievous smile across his face. The elf resigned himself to caressing Jace, and trying his best to offer comfort from how roughly he was being toyed with, though his trained eyes could see the elf as well was struggling to hold back, and was gazing at his mouth fairly often.
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Jace let the fox catch his breath while the others used him. His chest was burning with need as he pushed them up for the Triton to play with. The gentle pat from the elf was keeping him calm as he felt his hole clench around the fox to hold in the cum pooling inside. His dick was getting a work out in endurance, but his breathing kept him at peace.
Seeing the look of the Elf, Jace felt it only fair he pleased the man as well. "Mind if we shift positions? My horns might get in the way I turn my head. How about I get on my back so you all can have a spot open?" Jace looks over the lot of them. Apart from the Triton, all of them could practically have a seat on him and still have room for more. They each had their sights on a part of him so why not give them better room for it on the table with Jace as a full beef buffet ready for them.
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The elf, seeing this as his chance to get a piece of this prize, slowly nods and rises from his seat. He still rubs his firm length as he tentatively aligns himself with Jace's hungry mouth. He still seemed to hesitate thigh and could only slowly inch closer to the ravenous monk. The triton meanwhile, only gets more bold as he teases Jace's tits. The throaty moans and moos were like sweet music to his ears.
Beneath him, the goblin started to try to bob his head on his treat. Hungry suckling and groaning could be heard from under the table. The goblin fully lost himself in it now, tasting Jace and worshiping his glans like this was his last meal. Meanwhile, the fox sank to the floor as Jace suggested a change in position, giving the group a thumbs up.
"Sounds like we all agree, stud~" The triton chuckled. "That way we can see how hard you are from betting and losing your ass~"
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Jace was spread even among the three men. His legs left wide as the goblin stood between them and what was left of the fox's load dripped out of Jace and to the floor just shy of the fox. Jace was eager to meet the elf with his mouth as his flat and long tongue goes to lick the tip slowly, but is interrupted with a shuttering moan when the triton gives a harsh twist. His words ran through Jace's mind though, he could try to justify the situation as best he could but the triton was right; Jace liked betting himself as the prize. His ego would try to deny it, but the throbbing in his cock was very real.
"V-victory should always feel sweet, I like giving people who earn it that much as least- oh fuck~" Jace felt his harden nipples throb in the triton's fingers when the goblin take him deep in his mouth and finger plays with his rim. With his horns lowered and steady the elf had all the time to line up and slide into his waiting open, moaning mouth.
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Hearing Jace utterly succumb to the pleasure of having his nipples wrenched and his cock worshiped, must have made something snap in the poor man. With a loud groan he grabs the gladiator by the horns and shoves himself as far as Jace's throat will allow.
The goblin's left over hand fondled and juggled the minotaur's balls as the thirsty shortstack let his horny mind take the reins. He was now moaning with utter whorish need on Jace's shaft while it flexed with each tug on his mammaries.
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Jace was warm and inviting for the elf. His gag reflex was all but gone at this point and his throat clung to him like wet silk as the minotaur sucked gently as he reached the base. His moos and moans were replaced with wet suction and spit as everyone took their fill. Jace was having trouble holding back now. Being attacked on all sides meant he would only last so long. He could already feel his balls ache as green hands gently rub them. Meanwhile his chest was just as tender as the Triton tried his best at milking him like an actual cow. His nipples were swollen and at some point Jace was sure milk was gonna start streaming out.
Minutes felt like hours and the tension grew higher and higher. Jace was light headed from being face fucked and one good push from drowning the goblin in cum. Jace had to be careful to not buck or kick, his large form could do some damage. He gripped his legs to hold them in place, but all he could was wait to see who would pop first.
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Just as Jace felt like he was on the brink of letting loose, it became clear why the elf had waited so long to indulge himself. The hot, soft mouth around him was causing him to throb like mad, and he barely made it past a minute before his cock erupts in bliss. He shakenly whimpers and tries to hump into Jace's mouth to deliver his payload, coating his jaw with seed. The elf is left panting and flushed as he sits himself back down, leading the triton to tease him a bit. "Heh, that's what you get for saving up for so long." The elf merely flips him off in response.
Under the table, Jace could feel the goblin only getting greedier with his blowjob, then in a surprisingly deft maneuver, Tralen feels him clasp around his cock with his legs, latching on like a starved vacuum as he suckles and pleasures himself. Now that they're so close, Jace felt the goblin's own hard member grinding against his, already slicked with pre and throbbing in earnest. It seemed he was also on the edge
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Jace was able to swallow most of the elf cum in his mouth, but as he gasped for air he had to chase after a few strands slipping from his mouth. His tongue wiping away the mess as the bull holds on tight as he feels his own release following.
"Get... ready... little one." Jace stutters between gasps and moos. The goblin was going at him hard as his whole body bounced and swayed with each hump he gave, frotting into Jace's length. Even with deep breathing the bull couldn't resist the goblin's greedy mouth any longer as his heavy balls clenched tight. A jet stream of cum flooded the goblins mouth as Jace bellows out a deep moo. Both corners of the goblin's mouth pressure shoot cum as wave after wave fires off. Jace starts to feel light headed as he feels the world spin, he couldn't tell how well the goblin was taking it, but it felt amazing to finally cum after so long.
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The goblin moaned in desperate anticipation as he's warned. He starts using both hands to milk his toy cow, and whimpers in glee when Jace lets himself go. He tries to swallow as much as he can, but the much smaller man is overwhelmed by the wave of seven and is forced to release the tip. He pants in pleasure as he's covered, and the mink can feel no small amount of seed paint his own abs in forceful spurts. The triton laughed aloud as he watched Jace succumb to the pleasure, but he didn't stop teasing and pulling at his chest for even one moment. It was almost as if he were trying to milk Jace from the other end as well.
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Jace rested his head down on the table as he fired off the last of his load. The pulses of cum going along with how his tits were being milked. Eventually he ran out of milk, but his moos kept going as the Triton was allowed to get his fill. Jace's chest was left bare and sore for the fish man to play with as the whole room watched. The cum soaked goblin could clean up as much as he could, but Jace's flag pole of a dick remained at attention as he huffed for air. Each gasp bouncing his fat pecs while his nipples were stretched as much as they could.
Seeing that the Triton was fixated on his chest, Jace cupped his pecs as best as he could to give the man as good of a show as he could in his tired state.
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Fortunately, the triton man could tell Jace was at the end of his rope. His casual teasing never let up though. Even as he was nearing his own climax, he didn't stop teasing and playing with the bull's massive tits. "Fuck~ Get ready stud. I'm gonna paint that pretty chestnut fur glossy white-!"
He clenches and groans as his climax hits him, holding himself on one of Jace's horns for support. Ropes of his seed aim straight at Jace's mouth and his tits as the boisterous man groaned like it was his first. his plump balls tightened as his cerulean rod pulsed and shot it's load. Soon after the man slumps back into his chair, happily petting the monk as the euphoria washed over him.
All four men slumped over and spent before him, fully satisfied by their prize. For a moment at least, Jace finally had a moment of respite as the onlookers cheered and clapped. Just like a fight in the colosseum.
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Jace felt the world around him shine and center around him. His load was spent but he's never been this hard as he hears the cheers and whistling of the crowd around him. The heat hitting his chest and mouth was soothing and exciting. Truly this was a holy feeling, the spoils of victory at its sweetest. Without thinking, Jace's tongue cleans the tip of the Triton before he leaves his reach before reaching up to rub his diamond hard pierced nipples. They ached so much, but the pain kept him from losing his boner.
"Blessed be your victory~" Jace says as he shivers all over as he feels the crowd watch his body bask in the light.
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