Here’s part 3 guys, just in time for orctober.

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The elder orc opened his eyes, staring directly at the sight of his young Udum. All bundled up in blankets huddled particularly close to him, for comfort or perhaps to hide from the cold. Bromok gently caressed his cheek yet his touch left the orc undisturbed. He seemed to be quite tuckered out from all the excitement from last night. Understandable, it had been a huge change for the both of them. Fuck, it must have been ages since the last time that the orc had shared his bed with someone who wasn't there for just the sex. Now he had his own Udum to take care of. A huge change indeed.

Suddenly, the young orc stirred slightly. Rolling onto his back clutching a bunched up pile of the blankets. He smiled softly. Seemed that maybe some of that excitement from last night had clung to the orc's mind as a small lump had formed around his crotch area, firm enough to keep several stacks of blankets up! The orc chuckled at the sight. Normally by now he would be diving head first under the covers to tend to this sudden stiffness. But he promised to take things at Uzul's pace, and he wasn't going to break that promise, no matter how difficult things got. This clearly being one of the more challenging so far. As the kid was quite handsome.

Kid. Bromok grumbled to himself. It wasn't fair of him to call Uzul a kid anymore, even though their age difference was quite apparent. He was a young adult after all, yet there was something cute about calling him boy or kid. Maybe it sounded a little more possessive, patriarchal. Not that he would know about that seeing he has never been a father before, not even close. Perhaps this was how it felt like? He'd seen Uzul grow up after all and now here he was at a new stage of his life.

Bromok rolled over onto his side, inching closer towards his little Udum and whispered softly into his ear. “Time to wake up kid.” Uzul stirred more in reply, groaning irritably. Even going so far as to put the covers over his head. But he could not hide from his Udaak as Bromok lifted up the sheets and spoke in a louder tone. “Come on, time to wake up. Remember we got to be at knick knacks before he opens up! Don't want to be trying on your new Udum uniform right in front of everyone else now do you!” Bromok gave the large lump that was Uzul a playful smack before yawning himself.

Despite this being his idea, the orc wasn't much of a morning person himself. After all the tavern didn't open up around noon at its latest so that meant he had plenty of time to sleep in. But today was the start of new responsibilities, so no more slacking off! As he crawled out of bed, Uzul finally seemed to be waking up as well as his head poked up from underneath the blankets. His hair was a mess, tufs of it sticking out all over the place. His eyes were still half shut as he looked around the room.

“Wha...” he said, groggily. “What time is it?”

“Time to get up lazy bones! Come on, lets get some breakfast into you!”

Uzul stared up at the elder orc who had his back turned towards him. Arms stretched out as he yawned and popped a few joints in his stiff, half asleep body. Instantly Uzul found his hazy mind clear up as his eyes narrowed down to his Udaak's firm exposed rump. The one that casually was being scratched by its owner who knew without having to turn back that he was being eye humped. But he didn't mind, he enjoyed feeding into Uzul's curiosity without going overboard with it. And being worshiped from afar wasn't something Bromok minded at all. Even taking his sweet time getting dressed. Well putting on his undergarment. Clothes were usually something that went on later in the day because clothes were just to restricting. And being inside the comfort of his own home allowed him to be himself.

As he bends over to pick up something clean to wear, Uzul got a full view of the orc's rear end as well of glimpses of his large dangling nuts. The visual stimulation was more than enough for the young orc to realize that he was fully erect down underneath the covers. Throbbing, even going so far as feeling a wet patch of pre forming around his loins. knowing that if he got up to get dressed now, would mean his Udaak could see him in this state of arousal. After last night, the last thing Uzul wanted to do was to give Bromok mixed signals about what he wanted.

“Come kid, time to get dressed, don't worry I promise i won't poison you with my cooking!” He added a chuckle to show he's just messing around. But Uzul wasn't moving from the bed.

“Uhm. Yes Eh I will join you right away, i just uhm... need to wake up a little more...”

Bromok pulled up his undergarment, cupping both his nuts and cock, packing them away neatly as he turned back to the bed. Groping his junk as he pretended to adjust them. Perhaps for a little to long, but at least he had gotten Uzul's attention as he blankly stared at the orc, jaw just about ready to drop to the floor. “Sure thing kid, take your time. It was quite the rough evening after all.”

The orc opened the door leading to the hallway, but stopped turning to his young Udum with a you are not fooling me at all look on his face. “Don't worry, take your time tending to your... little problem down there!” The orc wriggled his eyebrows to emphesize on what he meant with little problem. Gently he closed the door and left Uzul to do his thing.

His face had completely flustered up, feeling slightly ashamed of his spontaneous erection despite his Udaak not having any problems with it. Still he couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed by it. Now his remaining predicament was, should he or should he not jack off. It would feel kind of weird jerking off in bromok's bed, especially after what happened just now. Yet at the same time, the orc was already aware of what had happened so he would expect Uzul to relieve himself. Perhaps he would look like an even bigger idiot should he come downstairs to quickly, most likely staying hard.

Was it really his fault though, because that ass, that big green rump sticking out like nobody's business! With his eyes shut Uzul leaned back into the soft comfort of his pillow as his mind trailed back to when his Udaak bent over. Showing off his sweet ass for him to see. There was no doubt in the young orc's mind that Bromok had done so on purpose. Sparking his curiosity. Oh and it had definitively triggered it. fantasizing about how it might feel to actually get his tongue in between those cheeks and maybe even mount his ass! Often times he heard people at the tavern, late at night drunk talk about having fucked Bromok before. But he was never sure if they were lying or not. Would an orc like him allow anyone to top him? Instinctively his hand wrapped around his throbbing member as Uzul toyed with the idea of him actually being allowed to do so. Pushing himself closer to a climax.

Meanwhile, the orc in question had kindled the fire in his kitchen and was busy cooking up some food. Muzing to himself, knowing what that naughty boy was up to upstairs left him with a half chub as well. The only shame he felt was that he couldn't join him. Snuggled up together in bed, exploring one another. Give him the best wake up call he's ever had! But that would be in due time.

Once he had finished plating up, a commotion could be heard coming from upstairs. Footsteps descending down the stairs until finally a sheepish looking Uzul peeped from behind the kitchen door. He tried to evade eye contact with the elder orc, slight blush still clinging to his cheeks. Bromok decided not to ask for any juicy details on his little adventure. Nor what spurred him that morning even though he did kind of hope that his display helped. Instead he gestured towards the seat across from him with a pleasant smile on his face.

With a sense of awkwardness in his step, Uzul orc joined the mostly under dressed orc at the table. Eyes jutting back and forth in between the bare chested orc and the table ladened with food. It was actually pretty mouthwatering. Once he noticed Bromok filling up his plate Uzul followed suit. Grabbing sausages, baked ham, eggs, bread. A lavish meal seeing he was used to mainly eating bread at the farm where he used to work and live with that mostly being it. but this felt so amazing to have such a lavish breakfast! Did he do this because it was a special occassion or was this how he usually ate? Though seeing all the work that had gone into making all of this, did raise a question for the young orc.

“Shouldn't I... you know, make you breakfast?”

To which bromok chuckled in reply. “Why? Because you are my Udum now? Do not mistake Udum with house slave my dear Uzul. Sure i will teach you how to cook like i do, and i expect you to find your way in the kitchen to cook meals here and there. But this bond is not a one sided thing. As sweet as it is that you think you need to do do all the cooking and so, i really appreciate the thought. Besides, if i really wanted a house slave I'd have to travel all the way to Eclesia and buy one. I would sooner bite off my own tongue. As much as the idea of having a big burly brute do my bidding, the idea of demeaning another person to that status is sickening to me. And this is actually a good thing for you to remember, every man or woman is equal to yourself. Only a deranged madman treats people like dogs.”

Uzul nodded, not expecting such a deep reply from the orc. But Bromok was quick to change the subject at hand to the objective of today and the reason they had gotten so up in the morning. “So are you excited for your new uniform? I've seen some of them during my travels and i know they can be quite revealing so i thought it might be best to go in as early as possible to avoid any others getting a peep at you.”

at that exact moment Uzul's fork slipped, scrapping over the plate, making a rather high pitched noise when he realized that he had never seen an Udum uniform before. Were they really that revealing? That would mean he'd be walking around mostly bare in front of everyone... nerves quickly spread out through his entire body, yet his determination stood vast! He promised he would play his part and he wasn't going to give up with one mere setback. “Thanks...” Not that it would instantly shake off any of the insecurities.

The rest of their breakfast was spent mostly in silence. Not an awkward one, because despite Bromok having this strange aura of intimidation around him there was also a sense of comfort when being in his presence. Something that soothed the young orc's mind and made him feel safe around the older orc. They didn't really need to talk much in order to be comfortable around one another. Instead Bromok just kept looking at him, enjoying the way his Udum was enjoying his cooking. After all, he never really had to cook for people as they tended to head for the door the moment the woke up. It made him feel good about himself to have someone around and enjoy his meal.

Once they were well fed, Bromok cleared the table with Uzul on his heels. Helping out in any way he could. Together they cleaned and dried the dishes. Afterwards Bromok had finally decided to put some proper pants on before grabbing Uzul's cloak and tossing it to him. “Alright. Time to head out! Let's see if my buddy is up!”

Uzul how ever stopped as he looked over his Udaak. “Wait. Aren't you going to wear anything? Isn't that going to get very cold? It's still snowing outside!”

once again Bromok chuckled. Patting his large gut and trailing over the patch of fur that covered it. “Don't worry about me kid. I was raised way up in the mountains. I've got a cold resistance you wouldn't believe!”

“well. I grew up near mountains as well, but cold is still cold...” the mere thought of walking outside mostly bare chested chilled Uzul to his very core. Perhaps once he reached Bromok's age his body would have that same cold resistance as he did. Maybe pack on a few pounds like Bromok.

So it was clear it didn't bother Bromok at all as the only thing he put on was his own cloak. And unlike Uzul who immediately wrapped his cloak tightly around him, Bromok simply let it flutter in the wind as they began trudging through the freshly fallen snow. The city was still mostly deserted, only a few houses here and there had their lights turned on, and even fewer were out and about. No surprise though, the weather had been extra unbearable of late. Yet Bromok strode through it like it was no big deal, smiling at the sight of Uzul who had clutched his body tightly making sure no wind would blow up from underneath. His teeth clattering as the fresh snow scrunched underneath their feet. Luckily for Uzul, the shop wasn't all that far from Bromok's tavern as both were close to the marketplace.

Once they arrived at the shop, it was clear there wasn't much activity there either apart from light coming through one of the windows. Fainly, but clearly showing signs of life. Bromok knocked on the door with a loud back and waited for a reply. Nothing much at first, so he knocked a second time causing to stir up some commotion behind the door. A deadbolt was pulled aside and a lock was undone allowing the door the creek open. A very confused orc peeped through a small opening, making sure to keep as much of the cold outside as possible. Confused he addressed the two. “Bromok.... Uzul? What on earth are you two doing here so early? I don't open shop until at least three more hours have passed.”

With his usually charms Bromok replied, the early morning buzz not having any effect on his cheerful mood, unlike his friend. “Morning Rulkmog. Sorry to bother you so early in the morning, but I have something to ask of you that i didn't want to do in a busy store. Mind if we come in?” He reached out to Uzul and pulled him in closer to himself, smiling like a proud dad.

“Eh sure. Though don't mind the mess. I wasn't expecting any company so soon.” He guided the two orcs in and closed the door behind em, guiding them to a small but comfortable looking room. As they sat down around the table, Rulkmog was the first to speak. “So to what do i owe this early visit?”

“Well, I was wondering,” His voice trailed off slightly as he looked over Uzul who still had some snowy residue on his eyebrows. “if perhaps you might have some Udum uniforms laying about that you might be willing to sell.”

That bt of information was quite something that Rulkmog needed to let sink in, as the orc's eyes shifted from Bromok, to Uzul, and then back forth several times before everything clicked together. And his once tired face brightened up and a devious smirk covered his tusked lips. “Ohhhh is that so?” Rulkmog's eyes lingered on the younger orc. “I certainly wouldn't have figured you to be the Udaak type Bromok... but there's a first for everything.”

“Well sometimes life tosses quite the surprises in your direction. I'd never really see myself as one, but this little guy had different ideas about that.” the patted Uzul's back who was busy trying to avoid eye contact with Rulkmog. Which was strange, he had spoken to the orc many times before. He ran a shop after all and Uzul had purchased things here before. But with the current subject at hand, he still felt a bit uncertain about it. hearing it out loud and all. And those undressing eyes of the shopkeeper certainly didn't help.

Uzul proceeded to look elsewhere, trying to distract himself by looking around the room they found themselves in. It wasn't part of the store but Rulkmog's personal living quarters, and was decorated rather peculiar. Interesting sure, but definitely a little bit strange. Walls were covered with the heads of beasts the orc had never seen before in his life. Cupboards, the table, all covered in strange knick knacks whos purposes far exceeded Uzul's understanding. Maybe even Rulkmog himself as it seemed some could possibly have a magical background. Well if Bromok deemed them safe then there wasn't really any harm in it, right? His mind trailed off, but was immediately pulled back into reality when he heard the conversation between the other two orcs pick up and a few certain words were dropped.

“Well I have one of them left that i am willing to part with, it might be a bit of a tight fit for him, but i think it could work. Here let me have a look. I don't keep it around the store you know, seeing most people here don't quite know the significance of such a wardrobe item. Hell, i'd see Deloris from next door trying to wear it thinking it's some kind of sexual nightwear!”

Bromok chuckled for a bit. Sure it wasn't really sex wear, but ever since he was taught about the Udaak Udum relationship he'd always found that the uniform was rather sexualized. It didn't cover up much and it left the Udum a little vulnerable. Perhaps it was made for that purpose? Making the Udaak more protective of his care. “Yeah, well i don't blame her. You don't think she'd look nice in it?” the orc added with a snicker.

Rulkmog on the other hand could not appreciate that mental image. Shuddering at the mere thought of an almost exposed woman. “Please... do not make me think of that. I don't want to be reminded of that little incident in the bath house in Belvarade.” He stood up, shaking his head and heading over to one of the cabinet. Opening several drawers to rummage around, from a distance, the orcs could tell it were mostly clothing items, maybe some other small here and there. It was only after a few minutes that he found what he was looking for in the most bottom drawer. Holding it up victoriously. “There we go you little devil! Here” He handed it over to Uzul. It wasn't all that much fabric, making Uzul realize that his own undergarments might be more concealing then this piece.

“This is basically what you start off with. I know it doesn't seem like much. But in order to officially begin your journey as an Udum you're going to have to wear this and let Bromok attach the Thu’kip, the Udaak's representation of life cloth. Each piece is called a Thu'ku.” He held up the Thu'kip already fully assembled. “He will attach this to one of your sides, it shows the way you still have to go, the tasks in life you must complete within your year as an Udum. Every piece is earned once your Udaak decides you have successfully taken on one of life's challenges. You will keep doing this until the side that's empty will have the same length as the side on which your Udaak has presented his Thu'kip. But how about you go try on the uniform itself first. See if you can get all the bits in and all...”

Suddenly the orc made a painful grunt, before staring at Bromok who was sitting across from him at the table. His gaze was fixated on Rulkmog who quickly cleared his throat. “Yeah, you go on kid. We'll have a look once you changed. How about you head through there” he pointed towards a pair of curtains that separate the two rooms. “in there take the door to your left. You'll have some privacy in there so you can change.”

Uzul hesitantly got up, holding his potential new uniform in his hands, looking at Bromok for approval. He nodded. The moment the young orc was out of sight, Rulkmog's smirk grew even wider. “Hmmm now that is the sing of a over protective dad. So unexpected coming from you. Your day as an Udaak has just started but you already protect him like you've been with him for half a year. Unless... big daddy Bromok has always kept an eye on the young Uzul and his journey to adulthood!”

Nonchalantly Bromok leaned back in his chair, pretending to not know what Rulkmog was talking about. “No idea what you mean. I'm his Udaak now so i have to take it serious. I mean he's going to look up to me for answers now and that means i'll have to make sure perverts like you don't try to make a move on him.”

“What... you're trying to say me, your good friend and former travel companion isn't allowed to get a piece of that treat? Come on, passing your Uduum around is such a common practice.” But Bromok remained silent for a bit. Not that he was angry, or denied Rulkmog anything. There was just something he should probably tell him first. “Ohhh i get it, don't worry, i understand. You just want him for yourself for a little while. I get it, i get it. he is quite a sight. If it wasn't for you becoming his Udaak now i would have made my own move sooner or later. But tell me, how is he though?”

“what?”

“Well in bed obviously! You must have already had a taste of this particular fruit haven't you, you sligh devil!” Rulkmog grabbed the edges of the table as he began humping it, making some very suggestive noises along with “Oh yes daddy, harder daddy. I'll do everything for my daddy. Oh my big strong Udaak!” In his usual playful manner. Little did he know what really had transpired last night.

“Sex? There was no sex. Poor kid was nervous as fuck. If i forced myself on him who knows what that would have done to him... Might have even closed him up for good! That's something i don't want on my conscience!”

This is when Rulkmog leaned on the table, eyes fixated with a smug grin plastered all over his face. “Daddy Bromok protecting his special little boy? Ohhh i fucking knew it! You've been lying to me all this time! With your: I'm just looking out for him. I just want to make sure he gets a safe job. No, that guy was drunk and dangerous, i had to punch him out cold.... you're a dad. You're such a dad! That is so cute! And so unexpected from you!”

Bromok turned his head, trying to hide his own blush from rulkmogd while continuesly being made fun of. In a joking manner of course. He knew his buddy through and through and could easily tell jokes apart from serious insults. Rulkmog had always been the teasin sort. Though despite his playful nature, the orc knew when he had crossed a line. Now he was still far from it, knowing all to well his suspicions were correct! “Who would have guessed, you the overprotective Udaak. Having such a handsome young orc under your wing. And not sleep with him on the first night, that is so unlike you.”

“What... you're making me sound like some sex crazed fiend! Don't be ridiculous!”

Rulkmog leaned back in his chair. “Oh yeah... you, innocent. Don't be ridiculous. Because I remember a certain bandit chief back in the forest of Gildalar? Sound familiar? You hopped on that dick before he could even get his sword from his sheath.”

Thinking back at wonderful night, made Bromok's cock jolt to life ever so slightly. Blood flowing down to his loins. “Well that's not my fault!” Bromok replied, bashfully. His vain attempts to justify his actions only served to prove Rulkmog's point. “I mean how many humans are over seven feet tall, big, bulky. And that dick. Damn! You could see the outline through the guy's fucking pants! He didn't even stop me when i was groping him! Remember how he made his men watch.” Fondly the orc remembered his little dalliance with the big bad bandit thief, thinking that perhaps it would be time soon to head back to Gildalar,

“Right, so what about the centaur? Argrieves. Didn't take you long to get behind his big furry rump! Now did you.”

Another fond memory for the orc as he thought back on how eager his new found buddy was with sharing his body“well you can't skip out on those. I mean they are kind of a rare sight, especially one that is so willing to go all the way with a complete stranger! I mean-”

But at that exact time Uzul's head peeped from behind the curtains, his face glowing like a hot piece of coal. “I... i've got it on but...”

Glad to have something interrupt his losing argument. “well why don't you come out and show us? I'm so curious!”

“It's uhm...” Slowly Uzul revealed himself. Most of his body was completely bare, apar from a small piece of what seemed to look like undergarment, the waistband was so low that the orc's pubic bones were visible. Uzul raised his hands, trying to cover himself up slightly as two adult orcs were ogling him all the way from the table. Because there was no way to deny it, both orcs were stunned, silent, staring. It was Bromok who broke the silence.

“That... that looks so good on you kid. Such a snug fit....” For a moment he felt at a loss for words. Sure he'd seen him naked. As nice as it was it was just a bare body. This on the other hand, had emotional significance. Adding a certain sexyness to him and making it special.

Rulkmog held out the Thu'kip to Bromok. “guess its time for you two to seal the deal don't you think. Mr Udaak!”

Bromok nodded, accepted the Thu'kip and walking over to Uzul, kneeling down. Even on his knees the orc kept having this imposing aura about him. Strong, intimidating, yet also caring and safety. Softly he attached the Thu'kip on Uzul's left side. It's length covering up the upper part of the young orc's leg. Making him slightly more modest.

“There. Guess now it's official huh? I hope i can turn you into the orc that's buried deep within you.”

“yeah... I'll follow you wherever you go, trust your guidance. And most of all, I will not dissapoint you sir. ” Uzul's gaze drifted to the side, when he suddenly felt the orc's lips pressed up against his forehead as Bromok planted a soft kiss. Silence fell over the room. One that was broken by Rulkmog.

“So, who wants to see me wear my old Uduum uniform?”

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Art and Uzul are mine

Story and Bromok by  noobwriter