Are you going to San Francisco?  Day 3

Prolog:

„Ffffffuuuuuuuck … *grunt*“. His blue forehead rested on the bullguard of his red semi as the troll grunted. Deret had improvised a sling by tying both ends of a tension belt at the top bar of the bullguard in front of his semi. His blue ass rested in that sling as his hands and two toed feet got hold on the other bars. 
Behind him a slim, green, naked orc-boy kneeled on a blanket. Kevin, 18 years and shaped like a trained skate-boy, smiled as he felt his greasy hand passing the second ring of the troll‘s ass and stopped to give Deret some time to adjust.
The skater-orc‘s body was totally hairless, shaved smooth everywhere. The light of the campfire glistened on his sweaty, smooth skin and his hand was up the troll‘s blue ass, his green arm lubed with a lot of crisco. The white grease covered the green skin generously from the fingertips to his elbow.
„Yeeeaaah, you like that, don’t you? … mmmmm … wow!“, Kevin teased the troll and gasped surprised as Deret pressed his ass further on the young orc‘s greasy arm. 
The well trained hole of the slim 6.6 ft tall troll stretched around Kevin’s lubed forearm with ease, stopped at the elbow as the troll panted and shouted out a long grunted.
„Oh, ya can bet ya arse on that, kiddo. He‘s a real fist-whore.“. Urlok, also naked, green with the hint of a red tan and the stereotype of an hairy orc-trucker, was jerking his thick dick while he watched them. His free hand was holding Kevin’s smartphone to take pictures and videos. 
„Err … ya sure about that, kiddo?“, he asked the skater-orc but Kevin just nodded. 
„Hell yes i‘m! I never had a fist video on my OrcHub page.“. OrcHub was a section of PornHub. More kinky, not as much humans as orcs or others races. 
Kevin wiggled his slick arm inside the troll lightly and smiled as Deret answered with a long, grunted moan. 
Urlok walked around to shoot some pics from the other side, to capture the bulge of the blue belly moving every time the young, slim orc‘s arm pleasured the troll hole. With the campfire in the background the blue belly looked like there was a alien inside and a thick string of pre dangled from the exited skater-orc‘s 1.8 inch slim, 8 inch long hardon. 
The hairy trucker-orc kneeled next to Kevin and Deret.
„Sssssshiiit, boy ……… GNNNH! ……… Ya doing aAAAHHH! … great job! … … ooooohhhh fffffuuuuck!!!“. The tall, blue troll gasped as the orc-boy’s elbow popped in his stretched rosebutt and grunted as the rest of the filling of his bladder was forced out his body.
Chrome was hit by Deret‘s hot, yellow piss before Urlok grabbed the blue 2.36 inch wide and 12.2 inch long, cut dick quickly and licked the musky, pissing meat, covered his green head and hand with troll-piss. 
Urlok enjoyed himself and stopped for a moment as he was touched between his legs too. Kevin’s other hand was massaging his green, 3 inch thick dick slowly. Uncut, streaked with heavy veins and rock hard the 6.5 inch long orc-meat started to glistening as the smooth, smaller hand rubbed pre all over it. Piss was dripping from the trucker-orc‘s face as the older orc smiled and kissed Kevin deep as the three fuckers moan. 

Are you going to San Francisco? Day 3.

8:04 am.

„*crackle* … Porky‘s!“.
Kevin lifted his index finger with a smart ass facial expression after he heard Deret on the CB. „This US - Canadian movie title was directed by Bob Clark.“. The young skater-orc grinned over to Urlok in the cabin of the semi as the hairy trucker-orc looked over. „And please answer in a question.“
The 47 year old trucker-orc chuckled. Due to the fact the AC of the semi was still broken Kevin was naked on the passenger seat again. Sweat was running down the hairless body, almost hopped over the green bellybutton and down to the lap. The soles of his feet rested on the dashboard and as a result of the absence of any pubic hair the drops of sweat rolled down the soft, slim 6 inch shaft and was dripping from the long foreskin.
„Ohooo, someone did his homework. Hehehe. But no. Deret mean Porky the guy, not the movie.“. Urlok wiped sweat off his black mohawk. The shaved parts of his head glistened wet as he did. „He’s a dwarf but somehow his genes said: Nnnno! Not the typical 12 tons of dwarf-body hair for you! Somehow it make him look like pig on two feet, that’s how he got his nickname.“
„*crackle* Aaaand … He throws the best sex parties this side of Lake Tahoe!“, Deret added on air. 
„Sex parties?“. Kevin raised an eyebrow. „Like gang bangs?“.
„Gang bangs, orgies fetish … Ya can find everything on his parties.“, Urlok said and snickered as he saw the skater-orc‘s dick twitching. 
„*crackle* Fuck yeah! I had my first centaur up my arse at one of his parties!“, the tall troll remembered enthusiastic and the young orc‘s eyes went wide.
„W-wait. … centaurs?!“. Kevin’s cock started to grow faster and pre was drooling out the short trunk of his foreskin.
„Relaaaax, kiddo. … hehehe … SOMETIMES there‘re centaurs. … And ya need an invitation to get on this parties.“.
„*crackle* Which i juuuuuuuuuust … GOT! Bingo!“. 
„Wait, what? Ya just texted him?!“, the trucker-orc asked as looked over to the naked orc-boy who was squeezing his semi hard boner slowly.
„*crackle* …eeerrrr, yeah. Why? I thought the boy could like that.“.
„I don’t …“, Urlok started, but Kevin just nodded eagerly as he rubbed pre on his twitching green skater-dick. „… well, ya could at least have asked first. … *sigh* … When and where? His forest cabin?“.
„Yes. 10 pm. Tonight.“
„Hmm, nice spot to rest. … Ok, we‘ll meet there. And…“. A siren wailed briefly behind the semi and Urlok stopped. „*sigh* Well, we‘ll meet you there.“.
„*crackle* 104.“.
„And YOU … clam down. And get ya pants on! … We got company.“, the trucker-orc sighed as he activated the turn signal and drove his semi on the truck stop they just arrived.

Urlok just climbed down the stairs of cabin, all freight papers in his hand. He slipped in his armless shirt, his hairy chest visible. Cargo shorts covered his dirty jockstrap and his feet was in his working boots again. 
Kevin looked similar. He slipped into his dusty chunks after his own cargo shorts covered his bare ass. The young skater-orc managed to get his dick soft again and slipped into a white wifebeater before he climbed down too.
„Good morning, officer. How can I help ya?“. Urlok rubbed his wet black mohawk with his left hand as Kevin met the cop and the trucker-orc.
The cop looked up and down the young orc as he talked. „Just the usual, Sir. … A little young, aren’t we? Your son?“, he asked behind his big sunglasses as he checked Urlok’s driving license.
„Who, me?! Noooooo no no nonono! Hehehe.“. Kevin waved his hands defensively and laughed as he handed over his own driver's license.
The cop checked it meticulous, looking for any evidence if this was a fake ID or not as he listen. 
„I’m not his son, that’s an internship. He’s my … can you say supervisor?“. The young orc scratched his head and looked to Urlok.
„S-supervisor?!“. The hairy orc looked stupid for some seconds before he shrugged and snickered shy. „Well, I never saw ME as supervisor, Kev. Ha ha ha ha!“.
„No, Sir. That’s my new job. … Well, at least it will as soon I got the money to get my own truck driving license. This is my first tour.“, Kevin said as the cop gave him back his driving license.
Now the cop started to smile. „Seriously, son? Driving trucks? … no offense, Sir.“. He looked over to Urlok who was rising an eyebrow. „How about college?“
„Naaaaa, I’m not a college-guy. This is not really hard work for an orc. And … well, … I like to be outside. To see our beautiful country, the freedom, you know? … errr, would it be ok if …“
Kevin reached out for the freight papers in the hairy trucker’s hand and waved them. „… if I‘d … ?“.
The young skater-orc looked from the cop to Urlok. „Don’t worry, I did my homework. … listen, how about that.“. The skater-orc waved with the freight papers again.
„We‘ll do our thing here and you just watch and tell me if I make a mistake, ok, Urlok? … That’s called ed-u-ca-tion.“.
Urlok gave the cop a questioning look who smirked and nodded behind the sunglasses.
„*sigh* Okay okay, fine. Do ya thing, Kev. I‘ll juuust watch.“, the trucker-orc said and crossed his arms and followed Kevin and the cop as they started.

>>Booooooriiiing<<, Urlok thought as he followed the cop and Kevin as the checked the tires, the cargo and all the other stuff. The young orc was surprisingly well prepared so he didn’t had to do anything. … So he waited.
He scratched his hairy chest, adjusted the ring with which the left of his big nipples was pierced under his shirt and tried to get rid of a piece of bacon with a toothpick as he looked around. … as his view fell on three men. Three farmers. Nothing unusual. They chatted and joked … but one of them drew his attention.
>>Oh … hellooooo there, Sexy.<<. Urlok worked at his tusks with the toothpick as his view stopped at the farmer on the left. 
A old, bleached out red peaked cap was on his head. His shirtless body was covered by a dark, olive green dungarees. It was dusty and used, but not ripped. Urlok didn’t know why but somehow it gave the farmer an Irish look.
But the rest was even more sexy. The farmer didn’t wear any working boots. He was only wearing sandals. Some of these old worn hippie sandals with cork footbeds.
>>Damn! Nice big toes. … I bet they‘re thick and hairy.<<, the trucker-orc thought. Urlok felt his boner start to press at his dirty jock and started to drool in the fabric. 
Also the face of the farmer was nice. A brown beard covered his cheeks and his chin. No mustache. >> Wolverine style<< Urlok always called beards like that.
But something els drew his attention. Something he couldn’t put his finger on right now. Sure, this Irish styl was sexy but  … but … wait a minute!
The front flap of the olive green dungarees was hold up by both straps, but now Urlok saw it. A big patch of fluffy fur was visible under the dungaree flap. Not as rough as animal fur, more like thick human head hair. Also the forearms had this fluffy patches.
Urlok frowned, but then the Irish farmer laughed loud, mouth open wide. … Four pointed canines … pointed ears … And then Miss Underwood came in his mind. His old Biology teacher as he was 12.

>>“And on this page we see the female and male half-werewolf. Jenny, stop giggling. It’s just a penis. … Half-werewolfs are the result of the mating between a werewolf and another species. On this picture we see a human female half-werewolf. Her physical characteristics are not that pronounced. Thick head hair, thick pubic hair, not much body hair. Also pointed ears and pointed canines. A half-werewolf don’t transform at full moon so these physical characteristics are permanently.
The MALE half-werewolf has very strong physical characteristics. …“
At this point the 12 year old Urlok didn’t listen anymore. His eyes were glued to the picture of the naked male half-werewolf, his little dick builded a painful stiff tent under the little orc’s school desk. He jerked off hard on the toilet with the book after class and DAMN! His little dick was rubbed sore over the first two weeks. … He used the book alooot in this year. He had to rip out the sticky pages later.

>>Shit! That’s a half-werewolf!<<, the hairy orc thought with the same heavy tent now. The Irish farmer pulled out a thick cigar and lighted it up as he peeked over to the trucker-orc. A smile was on his face as he sucked the cigar and it looked like he noticed Urlok’s tent very clearly because a little wink was following the smile.
The Irish farmer turned to his fellow farmers again and Urlok saw the buttons and the little gab at the side of the hip of the dungarees. Only human-colored skin, no hint of any kind of underwear! … >>ffffuuuck!<<
Mr. Irish half-werewolf waved goodbye to his friends and turned to Urlok ones again with a smile and a wink before he grabbed something from his pickup and walked behind a building.
„Really good job, Kevin. That was almost perfect.“. Kevin smiled at the praise of the cop. 
„Thank you, Sir.“, he answered.
„Good jod, everything‘s fine here. Have a nice day, Sir.“. And with this words the cop was on his way to his car.
„Good job, ey, kiddo? … did ya suck his baton?“, Urlok joked as he put the freight papers back into the semi. 
„What, nooooooo. … I just watched you and learned.“, the skater-orc smiled.
„Okay. And noooow ya‘ll learn how to refill diesel and water.“. The trucker-orc grinned wide. „I have to take a dump. Could take a while. Here’s my Visa. Will be back soon.“
And with that works Urlok followed the Irish farmer and left a starring Kevin before the young orc get to work.


8:34 am.

Urlok saw a lot of boxes behind the building after he walked around it. A little labyrinth. Nothing obvious to see. 
„Hehe. I already thought you weren't coming.“, the orc heard a whisper inside the labyrinth and he tried to find a way between the boxes. 
„Are ya kidding? My jock is almost ripped apart.“, the trucker-orc whispered back and finally found the Irish farmer. „Ffffuuuck.“
A half naked half-werewolf was sitting on some boxes. His right bare foot on the ground, his left foot on the box, wiggling his toes. The unbuttoned dungarees hung off his legs and showed his bare ass and dick on the box. His worn hippie sandals were lying next to him. Urlok saw the dark inprints of the foot on the worn cork footbeds. Toes, heels, everything. 
The half-werewolf’s dick was wet, rock hard and drooling as his foreskin was still covering the half of his wet glans. 
„Ya can call me Sean, but >ffffuuuck< will work too.“, the farmer whispered with a smirk.
„Smart ass. Hehe.“, Urlok snickered as he walked closer and kissed Sean. Both moaned as the orc fondled the half-werewolf‘s sweaty ballz and moist dick and Urlok panted as Sean opened his cargo shorts to pull the waistband of the dirty jockstrap under the green, musky ballz.
„mmmmmmmm … nice package ya got there, orc. … moist and musky.“, Sean moaned in Urlok’s mouth as he massaged the green meat.
„It’s Urlok. … gnnh … And thanx. … uuunng … Ya fucking hot, ya know that?“.
„Yeah, I hear that … uuuhhhh … sometimes … fuck!“. Sean gasp as the hairy orc rubbed his hard nipples before Urlok kneeled down. The green fingers of the left hand was rubbing his fluffy chest fur as the orc started to suck the big toes of the foot on the box. He sucked them, slipped his left green hand closer to the Irish cock and rubbed Sean‘s pre on his fingers. 
„Gnnnnh, Ya a nasty motherfucker, ey? … aaahhh …“. Sean shifted his ass a bit so Urlok’s pre-wet finger could find his sweaty hole and he moaned as the slick fingers rubbed the rim. 
He lifted his left foot off the box, pulled the leg of his dungaree off the ankle and shook the right leg to get rid of his clothing before he pressed his left sole between the orc‘s tusks on the licking orc. 
„ooooooooohhhhhh,  ya got no idea. … mmmmmmmmm!“. Urlok moaned muffled into the sole as he pulled off his shirt and threw it aside, showing his sweaty green back and bare, tattooed ass to the sun. 
Slick, green fingers found the sweaty rim of the half-werewolf again and the middle finger was about to stretch the damp fuckhole as Sean softly shook his head as they kiss to stop the orc: „Naaa, Ya shouldn’t. It’s … Well, this was pretty spontaneous here. … I had no time toooo … Ya know.“. 
He stopped licking the big foot and came closer, jerking himself as he licked up the half-werewolf‘s wet dick. 
„Shit. … Me too. … *moan* …“. The orc licked the drooling cock of the half-werewolf like a lollipop as he talked. „Didn’t had time to clean up down there too. … It's a real shame. mmmmmmm“. His green, pre-covered fingers found Sean‘s damp rim again and rubbed it with a light pressure. „I bet it’s fucking warm and wet inside there.“. 
Sean gasped and moaned as the fingers teased his hole slowly. He shifted his weight a bit so his slick hole was more visible.
„Or even better:“, Urlok said as his other hand wrapped around the base of the half-werewolf‘s hard boner. „… this prick up MY cave. … ooohhhmmmmmm.“. And with that words Sean‘s 2.5 inch wide and 6.9 inch long, wet meat slipped into the orc‘s mouth.

Sean gasped and moaned as the orc buried his nose into his fluffy pubic hair. Urlok gaged a little as the fat glans spreaded his throat wide but somehow he was able to manage it. The slick glans stretched his throat as the orc swallowed the hard meat and he was rewarded with delicious pre running down right into his stomach.
The half-werewolf’s dick didn’t slide down his throat as deep as Kevin’s slim, long boner did. But the young skater-orc also hadn’t such an great musky lap, soooo …
Two hand came to Urlok’s head, rubbed the sweaty mohawk and the shaved parts of the orc-head. He pulled the head away a little and helped Urlok bobbing in a pleasant rhythm on his throbbing boner. 
The orc moaned happy around the meat in his mouth. With the right guy it felt fucking good to be used like that.
He smiled inside as he let the half-werewolf use his mouth to pleasure himself, slipped his tongue around the wet meat and jerked his own green dick slowly. But suddenly he got a better idea.
Now with both hands free to use the orc grabbed the slick left foot he had licked before. He guided it on his green hardon as he listen at Sean’s moan, pressed the sole on his wet dick and wrapped two hands around the foot. In this pose he used his hips to hump the human-colored foot, used it to jerk off as the half-werewolf used his head for pleasure.

„Ssssshiiiiiiit! … ghhhhhnnnn… This feels so good. … haaaggnh!“, Sean wispernd lusty inside they hideout. With the orc‘s head in his hand his ballz started to tingle, pulling closer to his body. He had to fight back his climax, didn’t want to fire his load right now. This just felt too good.
He loved the view of an devot orc on his dick like that … but also would had enjoyed that fat, green meat up his own hole right now! And he was sure that hairy orc would had too. That >the devot orc< was just a role Urlok would enjoy most right at this moment.
>>Such a shame … ffffuuuuuck!<<. Sean thought and gasped as his ballz twitched. As they signaled to him how much they needed to pump they liquid into this sexy orc!
„Fffffuck, orc! … aaahhrg … Milk it, slut! … gnnh …*pant pant* … so close!“. The half-werewolf freed the orc‘s head and leaned back, leaned with both hands on the box and let the orc the pleasure to finish him off. 
One slick, green hand wrapped around Sean’s base quickly as the other hand still used Sean’s human colored foot to jerk off. Urlok’s head turned and twisted as he sucked the musky dick eagerly, jerked it fast to get the half-werewolf over the edge.
„Gggggggnnnhhh! … *pant pant* … here it cumssss, slut!“, Sean whispered in heat before he leaned back, closed his eyes and bit his fist to muffle his climax. The pointed canines pressed into the hairy skin, made his fist almost bleed as rope after rope fired out the piss-hole. „… MMMHMMMHHHHNNHG!“, he muffled exited.
Still in the middle of his climax he managed to looked down … and the sight gave him an extra kick. 
Urlok’s mouth was open wide. Jizz was already covering his tongue, tusks and nose. The human-colored dick was jerked fast by the green hand and was still messing up the orc’s head. His spunk was fired on Urlok’s forehead, on the mohawk and the shaved parts of Urlok’s head. Cum also dripped right down the glans on the green, hairy chest as Sean’s ballz came to an end. 
The intensity of the spurs ebbed away and the half-werewolf panted hard after his climax. The cum-covered orc smiled up, swallowed Sean’s jizz with a moan and grinned. „Daaaamn, what a load! … mmmmmmmm …“, the kinky orc-slut panted.
„But we‘re not finished yet.“, Sean whispered with a lewd grin on his face before it turned serious and he ordered: „Lean back, slut!“.
„Yes sir!“, the orc whispered back and did as he was told. Exposed like that his wet, green dick throbbed with his heartbeat. 
Sean pressed his slick left foot between Urlok’s ballz and the now wet jockstrap, used his slick toes to rub the sweaty orc-cave. 
The orc panted with the toes at his rim and wimpered as his messy green dick was trapped between the wet sole and his hairy belly soon.
The foot was rubbed up and down, the glans slipped between the big, hairy toes as the half-werewolf pleasured the orc. Urlok wimpered in lust, grinded his hips at the foot. 
Sean looked down, squeezed his semi-hard boner at the view and felt more and more pre under his sole.
„… ggggnnhhh … haaaaahhhrrgg … p-permission to cum, sir?“, the orc whispered needle under the foot, drooling hard and panted heavy as he tryed not to cum without permission.
„Permission granted.“, the half-werewolf answered with a dirty grin and moaned as the orc‘s dick started to fire his load. 
„HHHAAAAARRGGMMMMPMMPF!“, Urlok started to scream but Sean was quick enough to muffled him with his other foot! Now out of balance the left foot on the green dick pressed harder on the orc-meat as the other foot muffled the mouth of the cumming orc.
Orc-spunk covered the green, hairy chest, fired in thick ropes on it on pecs, nipples and belly. „HHHMMPF !!! … HMMMPF !!!!… GGGGNNNHHHHH!“.
„Yeeeaaaah. Good boooooooy. Empty that nasty balls of yours … grrrrrrrrrrrr.“. Sean watched the orc-trucker humping his hips into the foot every time a spurt of jizz escaped the big piss-hole. Even after the last shot. 
Urlok stopped, panted hard around the five toes in his mouth and smiled happy after the half-werewolf pulled the foot out his mouth. Also Sean’s other foot freed the orc’s dick and Urlok leaned up to sit on the heels of his working boots. 
„*pant pant* Holy fuck. … that was … *pant pant*“, he whispered as he grinned.
The Irish half-werewolf, who was only wearing his hat at this moment, looked down on this fucking sexy, cum covered orc. He was also panting at his aftermath as he reached for Urlok’s hand to pull him up. „Hell yeah, it was. Hehe. … Mind if I …“, he said to the now standing orc before he started to lick the orc-spunk off the salty, hairy, green skin of Urlok’s dick, belly and chest with a moan, tasted Urlok’s jizz …
Then both froze! 

Sean’s tongue was just at the jizz on the hairy green chest as they heard footsteps coming closer. What a view! A cum-covered orc with bare upper body and bare ass, his shorts and dirty jock at his ankles and a totally naked Irish half-werewolf with only his hat on, both frozen in time as they eyes followed the sound of the footsteps. 
Both fucker sighed with relief and rolling eyes as they heard a zipper, followed by the sounds of piss hitting the ground and waited until the steps left they little hideout again.

„Sssshit.“, Urlok snickered sheepishly and pressed his forehead at Sean‘s. „God! Just like in Highschool when I was 12. Hehehe.“. 
„Holy, ya‘n early one, ey. Let me guesssss …“. Sean tipped index finger at his chin. „…eeerrr, the locker room?“, he asked with a smirk and wrapped his arms around the orc‘s waist, licked the rest of orc-spunk off the sweaty belly.
„Nop. Football field, right under the grandstand. … mmmmm.“. The orc moaned as the hairy hands squeezed his tattooed ass. „The quarterback needed to … well, nut off and his … gnnh … girl wasn’t in town. … *gasp* … I did it for the team.“.
Urlok moaned as Sean massaged his ass, enjoyed as he heard: „hehehe … mmmmmm, what a shame. Such an beautiful ass. … Hey, if ya got another half an hour we could clean up our …“.
Urlok pulled his hips away from the half-werewolf slowly. „As much as I’d love that … I can’t. My cargo‘s waiting. Also the kiddo. … He he, I bet he already ask himself where am I. … Ya know the irony?“, the orc asked as he pulled up his jock and cargo shorts after he was licked clean and walked over to a barrel filled with rainwater. „HE would be clean down there. He flush his hole everywhere he can.“.
Sean watch the orc dunking his head into the filled barrel to wash jizz off with his hands.
„Kiddo? He’s your …“, Sean stared after the orc’s clean head came back in sight but Urlok lifted his hand.
„Nop, he‘s not. He’s just a hitchhiker, 18 years. Even if he look like 15. The cop checked his driving license.“, the trucker-orc snickered.
Urlok walked back to Sean with a dirty grin as the half-werewolf pulled up his dungaree and reached for his sandals with his cum-covered foot. 
„But he‘s a real orc, oooohhh I can tell ya that. … mmmmmm.“, he moaned as they shared another deep kiss.
„Fuuuuck. I know why I like ya orcs so much. He he. … Hey, about that ass-situation …“. The half-werewolf reached into the pocket of his dungaree, pulled out his smartphone and waved it. „Ya wanna give me a call if ya around here next time?“, he asked with a dirty grin.
„ I thought ya‘d never ask.“, the orc smiled back as he showed Sean his number.
„Niceeee.“, the half-werewolf commented as he saw the naked Kevin posing as background pic. 
Urlok snickered sheepishly. „This Little fuck. Hehe. …Hey, that wasn’t me, I swear!“, he laughed.
„Hehe, he’s kinda cute. … Oh, by the way … Ya on some apps too? … Scruff? … GROWLr? … I bet ya on Recon, ya nasty motherfucker.“, Sean asked with a evil grin.
Urlok grinned back and watched Sean pulling his sandals closer. „Search for ˋpissOrcSlut69´ on Recon. 69 the pose, not the age.“, he joked. 
„… mmmmmmmmmmmmm, sounds promising. I‘ll send ya a message. … And‘ll watch what I was missing.“, he said as his right foot slipped in the first sandal.
Urlok watched the still naked half-werewolf and asked: „Errr, shouldn’t ya wash ya foot before …“, he started but was cut off by the wet noise of Sean’s slick foot as the cum-covered sole press into the cork footbed. 
„Ya fucking kidding me? I’ll imprint ya jizz in here forever! … mmmm.“. Sean wiggled his sticky toes on the cork footbed and grinned lewd.
The stunned orc could only watch with a smirk and bite his fist with a moan.

Kevin’s bare feet were dangling out of the open door of the semi as Urlok finally came back. 
„God! It's about time.“, he said as Urlok greeted him by tickling the skater-orc’s soles a bit. 
„What took you so long? That turd must’ve been over 100 kurix.“, Kevin snickered as he closed his door and watched Urlok climbing on his seat.
„Err … 100 what?“ the hairy trucker-orc asked as he started the engine and drove off.
„Kurix? … South Park? No?“. The young orc rolled his eyes and snickered: „Gooood, you really need to watch more tv.“.
Kevin Just peeled off his sweat-soaked wifebeater as he took a sniff and looked puzzled. „Did you had sex?“, he asked and looked over to Urlock with a dirty grin.
„Err, what? Why?“. The hairy trucker-orc rubbed his wet mohawk with his left hand and used that motion to checked his left armpit unobtrusively with a sniff.
Kevin just grinned evil and pulled down his shorts to get naked again. „Because you SMELL like sex, hehe.“. 
The young skater-orc reached over and pushed his hand under Urlok’s open armless shirt. The fingers found the left, pierced nipple and wiped jizz of the titan ring only to lick it off his finger lusty. „… mmmmmmm. And this was a good hint too.“. 
Urlok pulled off his shirt and snickered. „Ok. Maaaaaybe there was a farmer who was intooooo … errr … some milking. Some mouth- and  feet-action, ya know?“
The naked Kevin grinned and put his chin into his hand as he stared at the sweaty trucker-orc. „Now you regret you’re not flushing your cave as often as I do, ey?“. 
„Oh, hush!“, Urlok laughed and licked the rest of Sean’s cum off his finger.
The skater-orc-boy squeezed his slim dick and said: „ Tell me every … single … dirty … detail.“.

Epilogue:

The sun was just about to vanish behind the mountains and set the forest into a golden twilight. Urlok parked his semi next to Deret‘s who was already inside of Porky‘s backyard playground. 
The music was hearable even here, outside at the parking lot who was filled with about 12 cars and pickups, an old, pale yellow school bus and they semi trucks as Urlok and Kevin changed they outfit inside the semi cabin.
With both orc-holes cleaned at the last quiet spot the hairy trucker-orc chose his outfit. His dirty jock, high, black fishing boots with a yellow rim at the top, high enough to end almost at his hips. His chest was covered by a harness that Kevin never saw before.
Kevin’s on his side had a totally different outfit. Bare chest, high white Adidas soccer socks in another pair of dirty, red sneakers. His hips were covered by a thin white soccer shorts. It was so thin, the green skin of his bare ass was clearly visible under it. Also the straps of the white jock he had bought yesterday at Emmett’s truck stop was visible under it as it framed his firm green ass and covered his sweaty dick. 
A yellow hanky bandana was tied around his neck and a red one was dangling out the waistband to the left. The leather cockstrap he borrowed form the hairy trucker-orc snuggled up tight around the base of his slim dick and gave him a nice, thick bulge.

„Ohoooooo. Looking hot, kiddo.“, the hairy trucker-orc complimented the young orc as they finally climbed out the semi.
Urlok pulled the dirty fabric of his own jockstrap aside to fondle his musky balls and dick through a metal cockring quick before he was too aroused to manage that. He covered the meat the the fabric again and felt the growing immediately.
„Ouch! … hehehe … Pervert.“, Kevin laughed as Urlok smacked his ass. He wrapped his left arm around the hairy orc back and rested his hand on Urlok’s shoulder as the hairy right arm was laying on his hairless shoulders and they walked over to the bouncer. 
„Time to get this thing some stains and musk, ey?“, Kevin said as he pulled the waistband of the soccer shorts away to show his still white jockstrap.
On they way Kevin turned his head and pressed his face in Urlok’s sweaty armpit. Both moaned as the skater-orc licked it.

„Wow. Where do you two think ya going?“, the bouncer stopped them at the door. A big black guy in jeans and a white wifebeater. „Isn’t he a little young for that?“, he raised an eyebrow as he pointed over his shoulder.
„Group of three. Deret, Kevin and Urlok. Password: NightHoWler. Big "N", big "H“, big "W". Deret sent everything.“, Urlok just answered. 
„And I AM legal, thanx.“, Kevin added. „A cop just checked my driver's license today.“
The bouncer checked his table. „Well, that’s … err … actually correct.“, he answered surprised. „Err, sorry. Ya look damn young, dude.“. He pulled out two pink, wide latex strap and tied them around Urlok’s and Kevin’s upper arms. „Straight through the house and outside the backdoor. Enjoy ya night.“

Kevin’s eyes went wide like a kid inside a candy shop as they finally entered the big backyard. Half the size of an football field it was filled with different playgrounds. The crowd was a mix of humans, dwarfs, trolls … fuck, he even saw three centaur and a minotaur!
„I bet the centaurs got that old school bus. It’s hard to get thaaaaat ass into a normal car. Hehe.“, Urlok whispered.
But the young skater-orc didn’t had much time to answer as a voice spoke up behind them. 
„Damn! Looks like the universe REALLY want me to explore that orc-cave of yours. I hope you’re prepared it this time.“
Urlok’s eyes pop up wide. „No … fucking … way!!!“, he shouted out loud before he and Kevin turned around.
There was Sean! Not in his dungaree and sandals anymore. NOW he was wearing black boots. With the legs of his black leather chaps over the boots his bare ass and dick was covered with absolutely nothing. His 2.5 inch wide and 6.9 inch long meat was standing hard and proud in the air, supported by a thick black and yellow leather cockstrap. A dream of 70‘s gay leather porn.
„And you must be >>the kiddo<<.“. Sean smiled. „Kevin, right? Nice to meet you. … Urlok didn’t lied. You ARE a nice one. Daaamn!“. 
The half-werewolf reached out to cup the bulges of both orc.
That snapped Urlok out out of his horny stun. „Uuuhhnng. Sean: this is Kevin. … Kiddo: this is Sean, the maw- and foot-job ya smelled.“, he grinned wide and moaned with Kevin unisono as they cocks got squeezed.
„Damn, boy. You really look damn young that hairless. … hehe, a miracle they let you in here.“.
„N-nice to meet you, sir.“, the skater-orc shuddered and moaned as I got hard in the hand. 

„Why didn’t ya say anythiWOW! …ooohh, okay. Sure. Be our guest.“, the hairy trucker-orc started before he got cut off by Kevin who was pushing Sean’s and Urlok’s hips together. The young orc peeled off his soccer shorts, pushing the red hanky into the wide waistband of his jock and kneeled on the lawn. 
He pulled the stretched fabric of Urlok’s dirty bulge aside eagerly before he sucked in the wet, musky meat with the blinking metal cockring in quick without a word, massaging Sean’s dick slowly.
„Fuuuuck! … gnnh … I told ya he’s not shy. A … gggnnnhh  … real orc.“.
Sean moaned. „Oh, I can see that. … mmmm … And I didn’t told you because … gnnh …“. 
Pre was running out the half-werewolf’s glans on the smooth green hand and Sean gasped in lust as Kevin swapped the dicks to suck in his human colored dick in deep as well. „… *gasp* sssshit! … I didn’t know you‘d come to this party.“.
Urlok and Sean start to kiss as Kevin served they wet cocks. The young orc moaned loud. 
Sean’s right hand stroked the skater-orc‘s head as his left hand found Urlok’s hairy hole and pushed two fingers in. 
„Yeeeaaah. Just as I imagined. Wet and warm. … mmmmmmm.“, the half-werewolf moaned between the tusks as they kissed.
Both looked down at Kevin. „Fuck, he really look like your son.“, the half-werewolf said with a grin as the skater-orc’s mouth popped off the dicks and stroked them both with his smooth green hands.
„I‘ll do anything to get my new jock some good musk and color.“, the hairless orc said playful lusty as he looked up with a smile … and moaned loud after the two daddy’s looked at each other and started to shower they naughty boy with two hot streams of hot piss!

To be continued.