This choice: Sure, Shade's a dude... so is the dwarf?! • Go Back...Chapter #5Yep.. That Was a Dwarf Alright.. by: Theday   The first thing you can feel is the slight hangover from the previous night. The slight pounding and weight on your head makes you want to groan. You also feel something heavy on your chest and arm.
You open your eyes but quickly close them because it's so bright out. You have some great night sight which makes sunny days a bit hard to adjust to. You use your hand and feel a small hand on your chest and some hair.
'Must be a maiden fair,' you smirk to yourself. You can be a bit of charmer when you want to be. You can also tell you're naked.
You then hear a sudden snore.
'Such a lady,' you smirk and slowly open your eyes more carefully so your eyes can adjust to the brightness and see a mess of slightly curly brown hair and some rather rough looking hands on your chest. You look down at the weight on your arm and see that there's no fair maiden sleeping next to you but a... stout hairy dwarf. You can tell it's a dwarf because your legs are longer than his torso and his head is around your shoulders. He is thick and beefy looking. You can tell he is strong for his size.
Wait, are you sure it's a he? Maybe it's a female dwarf? They can also get pretty hairy and grow beautiful beards too. It can be tough to tell the sexes apart sometimes, even in their own communities.
Suddenly the dwarf burps and moans and his hand pulls you a little closer for a cuddle.
Internally you're kind of panicking but also feels like you're being cuddled by a thick, warm bear, or maybe a cub which is kind of comforting.
The dwarf moans and stirs and you see his hands stretch and his eyes open and looks up at you, first his gaze is lazy but after he sees you his eyes widen and he smiles somewhere beneath the beard.
"Morning," he says with a pleasant deep masculine voice.
"Hey," you say trying to keep it cool, he's defiantly a dude. Not the first guy you've hooked up, but that elf was pretty femme and some with that wandering minstrel. This dwarf is pretty masculine.
"Thanks again for last night," he says with a warm smile running his strong hand up and down your chest," You were amazing."
'Well at least I was good in bed,' you think to yourself with some relief.
"Well it takes two to tango," you say playing it off.
"Oh you flirt," the dwarf giggles and gives your chest a push which nearly knocks the wind out of you," My mother is going to love you."
"What?!" you exclaim and choke on the air.
"You promised to help me save my mine from the evil uncle. We consummated that vow last night," the dwarf explains and points to a ring on your free hand and the ring on his own hand.
"Oh!" you say and get up out of bed," I gotta use the toilet!"
You stumble out of bed naked and nearly trip a few times over the disgaurded clothes on the floor. Your head is pounding and you make it to the bathroom and are so glad there's indoor plumbing at this inn. You stand next to the toilet and decide to empty your bladder and sure enough your stream comes out at an odd angle. You definitely had sex last night. Your rear feels fine so you must have fucked that dwarf.
You adjust your stream so you hit the inside of the toilet and call out," So... umm.."
"Jothath Goldbrewn," the troll answers back.
"So.. Jothath.. where is this mine of yours?" you ask," My head's a little cloudy from yesterday."
"My mine is a few days journey away, the gold mine has been in my family for generations," Jothath explains," I was content to share the mine with my uncle, cousins and brother... but something went wrong with my uncle. He's not the same. At first I thought it was gold sickness.. but there's a cruelty to him.. I think there's something else afoot!"
'So.. if I can assassinate this uncle there's bound to be a reward.. it's a gold mine after all,' you think to yourself putting together the plan. You can see why your drunk-self agreed to that part.
You finish up and wash your hands and head back to where the bed is to see the dwarf up and on his feet and you're kind of in awe of him. He's built like a keg with tree trunk legs and arms! He has thick powerful pecs, arms thicker than your thighs, a gut that looks like he can eat anyone under the table.. maybe even a fucking Orc! You have no doubt he would be able to pick you up and throw you across the room... and you fucked him last night and was amazing at it! He's also hairy with a forest of chest hair (which is hard to tell apart from his beard that reaches over his chest), a thick treasure trail that leads to his crotch, thick hairy shoulder hair too.
"Oh, ready for another round," says Jothath with a smirk and you realize that you have a hard on.
"Uummm yeah," you say feeling yourself blush. No use hiding it.
"Let me take care of that," he says and walks over to you. You realize that he's just barely five feet tall, more than a head shorter than you. Once he's standing within half an arm's reach away, the kill zone, you can feel the heat radiating off of him and can smell his thick musk. He kneels before you and feel his bearded lips around your dick and he begins to suck. And he can suck hard.
"Oh goddess!" you say and lean back up against the dresser. Your hands reach down and hold his thick head of hair.
Jothath sucks and licks your dick at an alarming speed and strength you almost feel like he's going to suck your seed out of your balls if you don't cum!
It doesn't take long before you shoot some protein into Jothath's powerful sucking mouth.
"There we go," Jothath says standing back up and wipes off his mouth and smiles," Com'on, time to get ready love."
'What have I got myself into..?' you think to yourself and Jothath tosses your pants at you.
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