The Keep

Jumwa grinned at Anjasa, then twisted the ring in one of Vel's nipples, eliciting a pleasured moan from the man. Vel relaxed back, eyes shut, his hand slipping away from his cock as it stood out, throbbing. He lost himself in the other man’s thick arms, finding it intoxicating to be held by him.

Slowly, Jumwa trailed his other hand back down Vel's smooth body, over his stomach, until both his hands slowly pushed down his kilt so it softly fell away from his body altogether, into a heap on the floor. For all but the tiny top that only served to cover a band around the top of his chest, Vel stood naked. His full aqua-green body pressed back against Jumwa's pale blue.

Jumwa began to roll his hips and lower stomach, so Vel joined with him; the two male bodies moving in unison like one wave rippling against another. Vel leaned his head back, eyes shut, sighing happily as his golden hair washed over Jumwa's chest. His body ached for the other troll to grant him release or manhandle him, but mentally he felt relaxed and contented, held by his thick arms.

Jumwa's cheek brushed against the troll’s abnormally soft hair as he bent his neck down, his lips and tusks sliding down the back of Vel's neck and down along his shoulder. Vel sighed again as the other troll’s lips glided along his skin, moaning out "Juumwaa...", his hands, clutching onto him, pulling him closer as they move and desperately feeling his flesh.

The larger troll found his mark though and nipped the leather string that held Vel's top on. He pulled at it and the top fell off to meet his kilt in a pile. He brought his arms up to his chest, folding them as if chilly and rubbing his sides, now rotating his ass around in a circular fashion against Jumwa's crotch, as he continued to move with him.

Jumwa pulled away from the troll and after casting his eyes down over his backside, slapped Vel's ass cheek with a loud clap. Vel spouted an "oooh!" and spun about, his arms up over his chest still, smiling impishly at him.

He folded his large pale blue arms about his chest and stood tall, with his feet planted apart widely, grinning at Vel then over at his elven lover. Vel immediately fel to his knees, sliding in front of Jumwa and extending his arms up to the waist of the larger troll’s kilt.

Working at the band of his kilt, Vel paused and looked up, waiting for the nod from Jumwa, before he pulled the kilt away from the troll rather ceremoniously. As the smaller troll laid the mail kilt reverently to the side, Jumwa's magnificently large cock sprung into view out from his thick trunk like legs. The thick member stood out just as Anjasa so fondly remembered it, though adorned now with six blackish studs along the underside.

The moment Jumwa's new piercings made an appearance was the moment Anjasa lost all control, calling out incoherent demands in her arousal, struggling to move and get a closer look. She had been all the while making loud noises, moaning and growling in her discontent, the wet slapping noise mixing with the jangling of the chains constantly filling the room. At that sight, however, her cries got louder and more desperate.

Jumwa held out a palm towards Anjasa, gesturing for her to calm down while below, Vel slide back into kneeling position in front of him and raised his two hands towards the large, studded cock. Not touching it at first, Vel eyed it closely, his mouth open as his hands hover near it, as if addressing a much revered artifact.