Aphr-Orc-Disiac

Many people will find it shocking that I am surprisingly knowledgeable in football. (The tackling one, I'm aware that everywhere else soccer is called football. Blame the country I'm in.) Let's just say that I gained that knowledge through osmosis. Football players were pretty much my type even before I gained my orc obsession. So, while I was fucking around with them, I found out how the sport plays! You'd be surprised how much the players talk about football when they are having their way with me. Well, specifically when doing a "group session" anyway.

Since I've graduated from college, I haven't had the privilege (because it was one) to go see some hot football players or be in their lockers. The memories of sweaty, sexy, muscular orcs pounding away at me one at a time is something I deeply treasure! (Yeah, yeah, I know, spoken like a true slut.) Suffice to say, I do really miss those times.

So, picture (ha) my surprise when my construction daddy Sav ended up giving me a ticket to a football game. A game taking place in my very city. And not just any tickets either; they were the type of tickets for fans to meet the players and it was for a big game with two very popular teams. He wouldn't be able to go due to a family event and all of his friends who were also football fans already had a ticket of their own, so he gave me his. (This was, of course, after he pumped a river of cum inside me.)

I didn't know how to feel about it at first, but Sav convinced me that he would rather me have the ticket than have it go to waste. And we did bond a bit more talking about football after our fuck sessions. So, I eventually agreed.

When I arrived at the football stadium, I was blasted with people wearing and carrying anything football related. As well as people having eye black, which was to be expected. Everyone was excited for the game and I could already see many of them being competitive and rooting for their favorite team. I didn't really care for which team won personally, I just wanted to see some hot guys tackling each other. And if any of them were hot orcs, even better.

While I wasn't wearing anything specific for football, I made sure to wear comfortable clothing and applied sunscreen, just in case. And it wouldn't be me if said clothing didn't make my ass stand out. The shorts I wore were hugging my cheeks like a smothering lover. Doubted I would get attention seeing as everyone will be focused on the game, but hey, maybe I'll get lucky.

Since the tickets were for fans to meet the players, it also included front row seats for the game. Had to say, pretty different compared to seeing a college football game. People were much more enthusiastic here. The size probably helped, as well as it being more accessible for adults and not having it be school related. But that's just guessing from my part.

Everyone was dressed in their team's jerseys, had multiple props, flags, and anything else that was allowed in. Both sides of the stadium wore different colors to represent their team. Before coming here, I made sure to check which side I'd be sitting at, which turned out to be the visitor's side.

So that's the team daddy Sav favored. Good to know.

I made my way to my seat along with everyone else. I had a great view too! Then again, that was to be expected considering the tickets I was given.

While waiting, I managed to overhear some of the people sitting next to me. One was a minotaur man while the other was a halfling woman. Even though there was a lot of people talking (and loudly at that), I was still able to hear them.

"The new player that was added sure is doing wonders for our team! He's already making a name for himself!" I heard the halfling woman say.

The minotaur man laughed, "What did you expect!? A young orc with the right vigor like him was bound to get added! Good thing our team scouted him!"

This caught my attention. A new young orc? My curiosity was peaked.

I leaned towards them slightly, "Oh! A new player was added to the team!?"

Both the minotaur and halfling turned to look at me. The halfling responded enthusiastically, "Yeah! Some months ago, actually! Surprised you didn't know!"

"Haven't had the time to keep myself up to date with new players, sadly! I recently just moved here and was focusing more on getting to know the city!"

This time the minotaur responded, "Ah! That explains it! Hope you're liking it here so far! Were you finally able to have time for yourself and get tickets!?"

"Actually, a friend of mine couldn't make it, so he gave me his ticket instead! And it's been a while since I've seen a football game, so I figured it was the perfect opportunity!"

Both of them nodded and laughed.

"We have a friend who couldn't make it either! He really wanted to come, but he couldn't miss out on the event that came up! Pity, too. He was really looking forward to meeting the new player on the team!"

The halfling interjected, "Please! He's always preaching about orcs making the team better! He's just happy that we finally have more on our side!"

Both me and the minotaur laughed. I mean, I'm a believer that orcs make ANYTHING better but I'm obviously more talking about a certain naughty activity.

Before I knew it, the game was about to start, and everyone got excited. While I won't go into detail about everything that happened in the game, I will say there was a lot of cheering and jumping everywhere you looked. The matches looked much more intense compared to when I was in high school and college. Was it always like that or does it change when it's more official? Either way, it was a fun watch!

The minotaur and halfling pointed at the new player from our team, numbered 18. While I couldn't look at his face (because he was too far away and he wore a helmet), he was a hulking individual, as expected of an orc. His football gear and attire framed his muscles incredibly well and while I knew he was wearing a cup like all the other players, personal experience proved that they could barely cover an orc dick. Felt bad for him, but that's how it is.

I noticed that there were quite a few orcs alongside him and many other races as well. This includes the opposing teams. Many people would think that certain races would only work for a game like football, but with different strategies and skills, you can make it work. I've often seen that the best teams had a little of every race and size, making for a more versatile group.

It was an intense game, with both sides giving it their all. And I saw firsthand how the new player was doing. Strong, nimble, and helping out his team as best he could. He was definitely good. Reminded me of another football player I was close to.

Eventually, the game finished with the visitor's side taking the win. Everyone from my side jumped and applauded, including me. When in Rome, right? And it WAS a good game. The minotaur and halfling were also going crazy beside me, clearly overjoyed.

Once the energy went down, it was finally time for the fans to meet and chat with the players. I saw many people with items they wanted signed and cameras making their way to the field. I would have brought my camera as well but because it was a high-quality type, it wouldn't have been approved by security.

We all made our way down eventually and I noticed both the minotaur and halfling make their way to the new player, who was already having a bunch of people around him. Still couldn't see his face since he was looking away from me with his helmet still on but, damn, was he big. Probably best to have the fans that really wanted to meet him have a go first.

I spent my time going to some of the other players. There were a couple of human ones along with beastfolk that I was interested in talking to. Especially since they actually looked familiar to me; seeing them in posters and television from frat dorms when I, ahem, visited. There was even a dwarf player that one of my friends was a huge fan of so I managed to get an autograph for them.

You would think I would go straight for the other orc players but I didn't my want to appear THAT desperate. I doubted I would actually get anything from them anyway. All tired from the game and all that. But it didn't mean I wasn't gonna try. One of the orcs ended up being free after some time has passed, so I decided I will go over to him. I wasn't gonna shoot my shot immediately but that was the plan after a bit of talking.

Before I could even take a step towards him though, I heard a familiar voice.

"Javier?"

I turned around to look at a huge football player with the number 18 on his jersey. It was the new player. I wasn't expecting a football player to come up to me but he clearly knew me from somewhere. He DID sound familiar, but my brain wasn't registering who it could be for some reason. Probably because I wasn't expecting a professional football player to know who I was? When he saw my puzzled look, he gave a wide smile and took his helmet off.

When I finally say his face, my eyes widened in recognition. His bald head, the stubble that has gotten more attractive looking since last I saw him, the award-winning smile I saw every time he won a game. I knew exactly who he was.

"Tolk!?"

He gave a loud laugh and walked up to me with opened arms. I returned the gesture and gave him a big hug, though not as big (and tight) as his was. I couldn't believe it. The orc football player I met in college, the first orc I got with, the one who made me addicted to orc cock to this day, was the new player that was added to the team.

When I was a freshman in college, he was a junior. That was two full years of us fucking away whenever we had the chance. I slept around with other orcs too, sure, but we had an almost unwritten rule that I would be his personal slut every time he finished his training. There was a time my ass would automatically know the shape of Tolk's dick. When there were multiple orc men taking turns fucking me, I could always tell when it was Tolk. The guys would tease him because of that but he always looked smug and told everyone that they were just jealous I could recognize whose cock was fucking me. Those were the days.

Sadly, when he graduated, we never exchanged numbers or form of contact. We never saw the point since we would see each other at school often. We also knew where the other would be at certain hours. Once Tolk graduated, there was no way for us to reach out to each other. I could have asked his teammates if they had his number, but a part of me felt that it was invasive and maybe he didn't want me to contact him. One of the few times I had an intrusive thought like that.

But here he was. Hugging me like an old friend he hadn't seen in years. And his smell. God, I remember it. Every time after practice he would come to me before taking a shower because I loved how he smelled. How I missed his musk.

We separated after a minute and stepped back. Even though it's been some years since I last saw him, he hardly changed at all. A bit more stubble than before, but other than that, he still looked as handsome as ever.

Tolk gave a disbelieving chuckle, "Out of all the places we were to meet again, I never thought it would be at a football stadium!"

I smiled at him, "I find it more fitting, actually! But look at you! You look good!"

He chuckled and gave me a quick scan, "Likewise! I almost didn't recognize you if it weren't for, ahem, certain features."

Oh. He was talking about my ass. Thank you, shorts.

I giggled at him, "You know flattery will get you everywhere with me, handsome." I crossed my arms behind my back. "Good thing I came here to see you in action! You've gotten better since the last time I saw you!"

"Tsk. Really? I made a lot of mistakes on the field. I still have ways to go."

I shook my head, "Always so hard on yourself when it comes to football. Need I mention you also scored a good number of points for your team?"

His smile grew a little wider and leaned down to my ear, "You know I've always been hard on myself. But I've always loved getting hard around you."

A light blush hit my cheeks. Wasn't expecting him to automatically start teasing, but I wasn't gonna complain.

"And I've always loved how hard you were inside me."

A pleased growl hit my ear. Fuck, I remembered that growl. That's the growl I would hear before he manhandled me and stuffed me full with a giant green pole.

"Still a massive slut, huh? I wonder how many orcs have stretched those walls of yours."

"Don't act like you haven't had any action yourself."

"Oh, sure, but none of them have ever taken it as good as you have. Just thinking about it is making my dick hard."

I resisted the urge to look down (too many people around) but I did give him a concerned look, "Aren't you wearing a cup right now? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

He smiles with a shrug, "Worth it."

"Hey, Tolk."

An unfamiliar voice joined ours. We both turned towards the voice and I saw the orc that I was eyeing before. Still was wearing his helmet but I saw that he was a shaved face and was a little bigger than Tolk. Older, too. Though I bet just as handsome. From what I saw, he had a curious expression on his face.

"We'll be leaving in a bit, so better finish up."

Tolk straightened himself up, "Ah, alright! Give me a second!"

When the orc was leaving, Tolk looked back at me and gave a smirk, "You know, I did notice you were gonna walk up to him before I called on you. Were you gonna shoot your shot?"

I let out a soft laugh, "The thought crossed my mind."

He responded with an amused snort, "Don't bother. He's happily married and is exclusive to his wife. You won't get anywhere with him. Many tried, all failed."

Ah, good to know. I shrugged in understanding and just laughed with him. Oh well.

"But, why settle for him when you got me?" He winked.

The memories of him on top of me made my body shiver in longing. It's been so long since the last time we had sex. I wanted a reminder of just how good he was.

The look in my face probably gave me away because Tolk gave a deep chuckle. He then leaned down again to my ear.

"There's an employees only door near the stadium's entrance. Wait there for a bit."

Both of us knew that I would not say no to a command like that. And that's what that was; a command. The amount of times he commanded me when I was taking that dick of his made me into a law-abiding citizen in Tolk's world.

I smiled at him with a nod and he made a smirk in return.

"I'll try not to keep you waiting, my little slut."

He turned around and jogged to catch up to his team. Many people were leaving after getting what they wanted so I followed suit.

Making my way to the entrance, the heat that was spreading all over my body was so tantalizing that I was trying hard not to moan. It didn't help that walking made me move my now erect dick in my shorts. I hoped that no one would notice if there was even an inkling of a bulge.

I noticed the employees only door once I reached the entrance. I leaned on the wall close to the door and just waiting. A couple of security guards came up to me to ask what was wrong or what I was doing, but I just told them that I was waiting for a friend and they let me be. I wouldn't be able to keep doing that for long so all I could do was wait and hope Tolk made it in time.

About five minutes passed and I was starting to get worried. Security would eventually have to guide me out of the premise if I waited around for longer than necessary. Then, as if the universe heard me, I heard a soft click of the door. It was slightly opened enough for me to grab it but not enough for security to see that it was opened.

That was my cue.

I quickly scanned the guards to make sure none of them were looking towards me. And when I saw I was clear, I grabbed the door, opened it enough for me to fit through, and closed it as fast as I could. While I didn't try to make a sound, it might have done so with how fast I did it. I could only hope that none of them heard it.

I turned to look at the perpetrator for the opened door and saw my handsome football orc with I wide smile on his face. I did notice he no longer had his gear on but he still had his jersey and pants. I could only smile back in return as he grabbed my hand.

"Come."

He proceeded to guide me in the back, walking past multiple doors. There was one that was slightly ajar and I heard some loud noises coming from there. Specifically of lockers opening and closing along with men's voices. We walked past there quickly as we continued the hall.

Took turned to look at me, "There's another locker room that isn't in use. We can go in there."

After several seconds, we reach a door and Tolk opened it hastily before pulling me inside. The lights were off when we entered but when Tolk closed the door, he turned on the light switch, illuminating the room.

Right there, I learned just how different locker rooms were in stadiums compared to school. It was a wide room with multiple seats placed in the middle of the room. The "lockers" were all on the walls, though they looked more like small cubicles with a bench on the bottom. While it wasn't in use, they made sure to have the place clean enough, which was respectable.

I turned to look at Tolk and comment all that, but I then felt his face on mine as he started to kiss me hard, catching me by surprise. But I recovered fast and returned the kiss with the same vigor. Both our hands wandered around the other's body, craving to feel the familiar shape of a past partner. Yet at the same time, it was slightly different; Tolk had gotten more muscular since the last time, and I like to think I got curvier.

Our heavy breathing and lip smacking were no different from that of horny teenagers; it was desperate, hot, and with an urgent sense of hunger. Our mixed saliva escaped from our joint lips and were running down to our chin. (Or at least mine was. I had my eyes closed and was focusing more on the kiss, so I didn't see of it was the same with him.) Tongues fought as they rubbed against each other, trying to get every corner and refusing to let go. Muffled moans went from my throat into his as he continued to devour me, and that precious heat I mentioned was now a blazing inferno.

Eventually the kissing stopped, but our lips were still brushing against each other sensually. Fuck, he tastes like perfectly aged wine with just the right amount of sweetness and spice. Somehow, he tastes even better than before.

When Tolk spoke, it was in a growling whisper.

"I've wanted to do that the second I had you in my arms out there."

Another big kiss before we returned to brushing lips.

I gasped, "I wouldn't have stopped you. It's been so long. God, I missed you Tolk."

Another kiss. It became a cycle from there; talk, kiss, return to talking. All while our lips caressed each other like lost lovers.

"Yeah? Even when you had other orc cocks fucking that slutty hole of yours?"

"Hard to forget the hot, sexy orc that made me addicted to them in the first place."

He let out a proud chuckle before continuing our lip locking.

I continued, "Besides, I remember us going at it constantly back at college. One time we went two weeks in a row having sex."

"Hhrrrrrr, no THOSE were the days. You were such a bad influence on me. Coach was thinking I was being lazy while the guys just shook their heads because they knew what I was doing."

"Helped that half of them had also been inside me. But you definitely were inside me more than them."

"You think that hole of yours remembers the cock that made it the orc slut it is today?"

I smiled at him, "Let's find out."

He smirked and gave me a final wet kiss before he started to lift up my shirt desperately. I followed suit as we took layers after layer of clothing off of us. It almost seemed like we haven't had sex in months with how horny we were.