MIDFOREST GUARDIAN
There was a forest that attracted the interest of the bravest wildlife adventurers. There have been only a few of those who entered the forest that got out at the other end. While it was not very fatal, the forest was very physically taxing and mentally confusing. Majority of those who venture surrender mid travel and return to the same spot they entered in less than two days. Those who did succeed were mum about the the strategy to successfully cross the forest.
A young, fit adventurer from the city decided to try his luck. He prepared himself physically and psychologically for the ordeal. He also asked for a week-long PTO from work. He entered the forest in the morning. Truly, the path was confusing. The trees looked the same. The rocks he climbed on also looked the same. The night passed and he had camped out. A few hours more and he was still going in circles, coming back to the trees where he placed the markers that he hoped would guide him.
Two more days later, he was still going on a loop. However, somehow, he was already figuring out how to advance. He followed his gut and was able to arrive at an area of the forest where the grass were shorter, the thickets were lesser, and the path was clearer.
He found that there was a man standing there. He was middle-aged and had a muscular body and a tattoo. The man was standing near a make-shift house and he was wearing a skimpy dark loin cloth. The man looked intimidating, but the young adventurer still tried to approach him.
The man smiled when he got near, "ah. Congratulations. The last person who was able to find me came here a month ago. This means you have outsmarted the harder half of the forest. You can stay here for a short rest and then I will teach you about the rest of the path. I am the guardian of this forest."
"In one condition..." the guardian said seriously.
"What condition?"
"You have to either beat me, or serve me. You can fight me, and if you lose, I throw you back to the thickets. If you serve me, and I like it, you'd win this forest."
The young adventurer sighed, "I do not have energy to fight. I want to just serve you."
The guardian brought him to the resting part of the makeshift house.
The adventurer, who was straight, was just too psychologically tired to even fight it. "Okay. But I'm not gay and I haven't sucked a cock before. So, if I don't do well, I'm sorry."
He bent down, closed his eyes, and took the large dick in his mouth. It tasted sweaty salty. The guardian started fucking his throat while holding his head. It felt uncomfortable but he tried to cope.
Soon, thick cum was gushing into his gut. He had not eaten for days, and it really made him full.
He stood up and wiped his mouth, "wow. Your cum is really filling. Can I have more later, before I go to the latter part of the journey. I'm just so hungry."
"Sure. You can stay here for the night. I can do three rounds until then."
The adventurer happily nodded. Looks like he would be successfully finishing this forest trail.
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