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Karson had no idea of the event happening at Riverside Stable— he was just on his way to another job when he happened to pass by the area, hoping to replenish a few supplies from a traveling merchant. Instead, as he walks up to the entrance, he notices what seems to be a line of people behind the main building. Interested, he walks around, where he notices a rather large tent has been set up. The entrance is blocked off by two armed travelers, acting as guards. Karson watches the door open; two people leave, and then two walk inside.
Confused, Karson joins the line, which is currently about ten people long. When he asks the person in front of him, the man clearly and excitedly tells him what he wants to know: “It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity— private time with ”Hyrule’s Finest”!”
“Hyrule’s Finest?” Karson asks, but doesn’t receive an answer, as the door opens and three people, making a loud commotion, exit the tent. He moves up the line. Karson is even more confused. Hyrule’s Finest? Who could that be, and what was this even for? He travels up the line with those questions rolling around in his mind, his imagination running wild as he finally gets up to the top of the line. The closer he gets to the tent, the more he starts to notice sounds coming from it— muffled by the thick material of the tent, but still clear enough once he’s standing right outside.
Moaning. Pretty… sexual too, if he’s picking it up right.
Karson swallows hard. The first guard at the door asks for his age. The second guard states the rules, and then the door opens. Karson… almost can’t believe his eyes, and wouldn’t, if things weren’t so… striking and vivid for him. In the middle of the tent is a large bed, and in the middle of the large bed is none other than the Hero of Hyrule himself, Link.
Link is completely naked, his body shimmering with a sheen of sweat and streaked in several spots with cum. It sticks to his hair, his chin, chest, thighs. More important than that, however, is what Link is doing— namely, kneeling on his knees, face buried in the mattress, while a man bends over his body, pounding his dick fervently into Link’s pussy. Link, for his part, seems to be really enjoying it. His eyes are closed, his mouth open and leaking drool, moans leaving his throat every time the man— whom Karson recognizes as a serious person named Brigo— slams their hips together. The sound of flesh on flesh is loud and overwhelming, as well as the slick, wet noise of Brigo’s cock pressing into Link’s wet cunt.
Flustered, Karson takes a quick look around the tent. There’s at least a dozen people standing around the bed at various distances, eyes glued to the scene in front of them. They’re all shamelessly jerking themselves off, obviously getting their full enjoyment of Link’s debauchment. Karson’s eyes naturally end up back on Link, watching the way his body trembles and shakes as he’s fucked. His fingers grip the bed tightly, holding on for dear life as Brigo gives him no repose.
Well, now Karson doesn’t know what to do. His dick is now rock hard and straining against his pants, and he can feel sweat budding on his forehead.
While considering what to do, there’s a sudden cry from Link— Karson watches, wide eyed, as Link gives a loud moan, scratching at the bed as Brigo fucks into him harder. Link’s face is flushed red, his tongue slipping out of his mouth as he shudders visibly. His desperate voice carries across the otherwise silent tent, fading into a choked whimper as he’s hit with a hard orgasm. Link shakes, drools. Karson can’t tear his eyes away, and before he knows it, he’s palming his dick through his pants, whimpering at the slight relief it gives.
Karson focuses on the vision of Link’s face, eyebrows scrunched and mouth open as he’s overcome with pleasure. The image is burned into his mind, even after Link collapses onto the bed, whimpering as Brigo continues pounding into him. For a moment, Karson thinks it's mean to continue, as Link is obviously overstimulated, based on his weak whimpers and trembling limbs. But someone else takes this moment to approach the bed, kneeling before Link and roughly lifting him up by the arms. Link shakily follows, holding himself up rather precariously and opening his mouth to take in the stranger’s hard cock.
That’s when the gravity of the situation truly settles on Karson. This really is an event, a chance to use Link as if he’s nothing more than a toy. The stranger holds Link’s head firmly with both hands, roughly thrusting his cock into his mouth, uncaring for Link’s comfort. And Link just takes it, gives a muffled whimper as that cock slides over his tongue and deep into his throat. He takes it graciously, even though Brigo is steadily thrusting into his cunt at the same time, even though he can barely hold himself up.
“Hyrule’s Finest,” indeed.
Karson grinds the heel of his hand against his cock, groaning as he starts to slowly rub himself off through his clothing. He just can’t take it. Link almost looks like he belongs there, from the way he whines, eyes rolling back into his head. While this stranger takes up a rough pace as he fucks into Link’s throat, Brigo has become desperate, hips jackhammering into Link’s. He wraps his arms around Link’s torso, groaning as he grinds his hips into Link’s and comes hard inside him. Link reacts by pushing his ass back, trembling under Brigo’s weight and the pressure of the man face-fucking him.
By this point, Karson has his cock out, is shamelessly rubbing at his shaft and biting at the palm of his free hand to hold back his whimpers. He always knew Link was attractive, but seeing him this way is really doing things to him. Karson subconsciously takes another step towards the bed, eyes focused on the bulge in Link’s throat where the stranger’s cock penetrates him. When he steps forward, Brigo just happens to step away himself, pulling out of Link and letting his thick cum leak out of his abused pussy. At this angle, Karson gets his first real view of Link’s cunt; it’s glistening wet, swollen and puffy, hole clenching around nothing. Karson strokes himself desperately, finds himself coming just at the view of it. If he were to look around, he’d see all the other people gathered doing the same— getting off on the view of Link’s used cunt.
Karson is wiping his hand off on his pants when Brigo, pants pulled back on, walks past him to exit the tent. As he leaves and another person enters, Karson suddenly remembers the rules; “You are allowed to watch for as long as you want; but once you start, you have a 45 minute time limit,” and, “once you hit the limit, you have a three hour wait time before you may start again.” As he watches Brigo leave, he wonders if the man will return in three hours. But then he stops wondering, for another person approaches the bed, saddling up behind Link and lining his cock up with Link’s cunt.
Link takes it, unsurprisingly. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t seem to wonder who is starting to fuck him now. He’s probably been doing this for hours already, Karson realizes, judging from how swollen he is. And still, his pussy gives in easily to a new cock, the wet slide audible in the room as this new person buries himself to the hilt within a single thrust. Link’s body twitches, but he doesn’t otherwise move, not when he’s being held so firmly in place by the cock fucking his mouth. This traveler fucks into Link’s cunt almost violently, hips slamming hard into his, hands so tight on Link’s hips that he just might bruise. Link is pushed back and forth between the two men by the force of their thrusts.
With nothing else to do, Karson continues to watch, just as the other people gathered around do. He feels like he could watch Link get fucked forever— he loves how addictive the look on his debauched face is, how sexy it is for him to be filled on both ends and still whine and whimper in pleasure. Link shivers, and Karson just knows it’s because all this fucking feels so good for him. Karson’s cock is hard again in just minutes, and he strokes it desperately, getting even closer so he can catch the way the traveler’s cock grinds into Link’s fat cunt.
Link’s face turns redder, his gagging whimpers increasing as his throat is pounded even harder. He probably needs air, Karson thinks. Link’s arms are shaking terribly, threatening to give on him any moment, but still, he takes cock. Luckily for him, in just a few more moments the stranger comes, pulling Link closer to him until his nose is buried in the rough hair of the stranger’s crotch. Balls deep, the man comes hard, the white, sticky substance leaking from the sides of Link’s mouth as he’s stuffed full. His throat works in a swallow, taking in as much as he can. The stranger takes a moment, enjoying the tight squeeze of Link’s throat, before pulling out, watching as Link coughs and splutters for air. Cum spurts from the stranger’s cock still, getting all over Link’s hair, his face, dripping down to his chest.
Karson groans audibly, as do a few other people, his hand working hard at his dick. Fuck, he still can’t believe this is happening.
Link’s arms give and he collapses onto the bed, panting and whimpering. The traveler fucking him stops just long enough to roll Link over onto his back, spreading his legs wide as he fucks into him just as roughly as before. Link gives a loud cry, scratching at the mattress below. He scoots up the bed from every thrust, his entire body jolting every time the traveler slams home. He’s panting openly and harshly, drool running down his chin, eyes half open and unfocused.
Karson enjoys it immensely. He hasn’t felt this horny in what feels like years— just so turned on that he can’t stand it. His cock is so hard no matter how fast he fucks into his hand. He’s hot and bothered, sweating as he groans into the palm of his free hand. He didn’t intend to do more than watch… he didn’t intend to, but the longer he watches, the more he thinks he might have to. Link’s taking such a harsh fuck, violent and quick, and Karson can’t help but imagine himself doing things to Link instead. As he watches the traveler fuck Link over and over until he comes, doubtlessly filling Link even more with cum, his self control wavers.
Once the traveler is done using Link, leaving the hero sprawled on the bed, cum dripping from his cunt, Karson thinks this is his opportunity. Before he can move though, three men step forward from where they stood against the wall, quickly approaching the bed before anyone else can get through. He thinks he doesn’t know these guys, and he doesn’t, not really. He recognizes the first man as someone named Benja, the leader of the Voe Caravan Squad that he briefly met during a trip to Gerudo. The other two must be the other members, Ponthos and Robsten. They traveled pretty far for this event. Karson is briefly shocked to see three people approach Link, but as Benja sits upon the bed, pulling Link into his lap, he begins to see the picture.
Benja presses his cock against Link’s asshole, sliding right in. Link reacts with a sigh, shivering as his ass is speared— he’s nice and open from the people who preferred to use his ass before. In seconds Benja’s entire cock disappears into Link’s ass, the man’s hips grinding upward as Link tightens around him almost immediately. But Benja doesn’t move, not yet. “Come on, you two!”
“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Ponthos says, approaching the two from the front while stroking himself. Karson has to move around to see what happens properly— Ponthos leans over and presses his cock against Link’s swollen pussy, pushing in easily and burying himself fully as well. Link gives a weak moan, his head rolling to the side. He’s slack in Benja’s grip, and now that he’s been speared in both holes, he shivers violently. Karson doesn’t need to see to tell that Link is clenching around them, as the men groan, just barely able to hold back from fucking into the hero as hard as they can.
Not that they have to hold back for long. Ponthos is the first to move, slowly pulling out and slamming back inside with a grunt. Link gives a little shocked sound, his voice cracking. Ponthos doesn’t stop for that, though, and as he thrusts again, Benja begins to move as well, holding Link’s hips firmly as he pushes his hips upwards. Like this, the two of them begin a mismatched rhythm, Benja pulling out the moment Ponthos slams back in. It makes for an interesting sight, and interesting sensations, if Link’s shuddering form is anything to go by.
Link licks his lips, moaning weakly as he’s fucked again. His eyes are closed tight again, but his brows are twitching, a sign that Karson has deduced means he’s really feeling it. Along with the fact that he’s moaning, his hips even moving in an attempt to keep up with Benja and Ponthos’ strokes. His chest heaves as he pants, entire body twitching. Link is definitely close again, Karson thinks. He watches closely as the men fuck their cocks into his holes, over and over, until Link eventually starts to tremble anew, his body seeming to tighten up as orgasm washes over him. He throws his head back, gives a drawn out whine as his hands tighten where they lay on Benja’s arms.
Fuck. That's so hot. Karson is but a few feet away from the bed now, unable to tear his eyes away from this beautiful view. As Link shakes from coming so hard, Robsten finally makes a move— standing at the side of the bed, Robsten takes out his cock, stroking it as he approaches the three of them. Benja positioned them close enough to the side of the bed that Robsten could just walk up, bury his hands in Link’s hair, and stuff his cock right between his weak, whimpering lips. Karson almost gasps in shock, but holds back as he gets to watch the way Link, shaking to pieces from sensory overload, easily swallows that cock into his throat.
This continues for a while— the three friends pound away at Link’s well-used holes, groaning and moaning out their appreciation for his body. Ponthos is particularly excited, squeezing Link’s thighs and telling him just how good his cunt feels around his cock. “By God, I knew you’d have to be good… but to have a pussy this tight…” Ponthos hips speed up, now going faster than Benja but somehow managing to synchronize his strokes better with the other man. “You’re gripping me so good… had I known you had a body like this, I would’ve tried this sooner!”
Every time the two of them thrust in together, Link’s entire body jolts. It’s obvious to everyone watching that Link is barely hanging on— he’s constantly shivering, his thighs shaking like mad where they rest against Benja. Karson can’t imagine just how overwhelmed he must be, how on fire his nerves are. He starts to gag as Robsten stuffs his cock deeper into his throat; tears are streaming down his face, his cheeks red, partly from exertion, partly from lack of oxygen.
It’s a lot to happen at once. Karson is close enough to see everything; he closes in on the clench of Link’s holes around the cocks fucking them— his pussy is so pretty and swollen, clinging onto Ponthos’ cock like it can’t stand to let go. It’s even tighter, though, where Benja’s cock pierces Link’s ass. Benja’s cock is thick and fat, and though Link is loose and pliable, it’s still an incredible stretch around that length.
Ponthos yells as he comes, pushing into Link rather harshly and grinding his hips into his tight heat. Link gives a choked sound, twitching as Ponthos releases spurt after spurt of cum into his cunt. Karson watches, fascinated as a bump forms on Link’s stomach— Ponthos must’ve stuffed his womb so full that his body can’t take it. Karson bites his lip so hard he tastes metal.
With a pleased grunt, Ponthos pulls out of Link’s cunt, sitting back so that everyone can see the way it drips. Karson’s noticed that since he’s started getting closer, a lot of the other watchers have as well. Which makes sense— this was a prime show, it’d be a shame not to get closer.
Benja takes advantage of Ponthos being gone to really go at it— holding Link’s small hips, he lifts the man up and down on his dick, thrusting up at the same time. He moves so fast Karson thinks it must hurt, but Link reacts very differently. He gags over Robsten’s cock, his half open eyes slowly rolling into the back of his head. His entire body tightens, from his shoulders down to his toes— Benja curses, overwhelmed from how hard Link must be clenching down on him. Link gives chokes sounds, body suddenly convulsing as he comes so, so hard. His hips shake, and suddenly he’s squirting, spraying all over himself and the bed.
Oh, that seals it. Karson definitely has to fuck Link. There’s no way he can leave here without it.
Benja doesn’t last much longer after that, holding onto Link tightly as he blows his load in Link’s ass. Link doesn’t notice, as fucked out as he seems. His eyes are now closed, and his throat swallows over Robsten’s dick, encouraging the man to throatfuck him even harder. Link seems delirious, almost. Benja stays buried in Link for a while longer while Robsten goes at him, the outline of his girthy cock showing against Link’s skin. Robsten comes with a rather pathetic whimper, his legs shaking as he explodes into Link’s mouth. Link swallows and then chokes, thrashing in the men’s grips. Robsten pulls out rather quickly, in time for Link to cough and gasp for air. Cum oozes from his lips, a bit coming out of his nose as well. As Link regains his breath, Robsten starts to apologize, though it seems to be lost on the hero.
Link pants, absolutely spent. Benja pulls out, places him on the middle of the bed. That’s when Karson see’s Link’s half lidded eyes, completely unfocused. His chest heaves with pants, but he doesn’t move otherwise, not counting the pervasive tremble that wracks his whole body. Karson’s feet carry him closer, though he doesn’t notice until he hits the edge of the bed. Link looks absolutely destroyed— he’s covered head to toe in cum, slick, and sweat. His cunt is dark pink, swollen and puffy. His ass is stretched, clenching over nothing. And his mouth, wide open, is drooling unashamedly onto the mattress below.
Karson is between Links’ legs in moments. He pulls Link closer to him, but pauses as he takes in how heavy his limbs feel. He realizes, rather quickly, that Link is now fully asleep, probably having passed out from the sensory overload. Worried, Karson stalls, until a voice calls from the doorway. A guard.
“Just go for it.”
“But—“
“The hero made very specific commands. One of them was to not stop, even if he were to fall asleep, or pass out.”
“R-really?”
Karson turns back to Link’s unconscious body just lying there, ready to be used. Karson’s dick is so hard. Before he realizes it, he’s pulling Link closer to him yet again, until their hips are flush against each other. He lines up his cock, rubbing it across Link’s glistening wet pussy before pressing inside. And immediately, he feels almost overwhelmed.
It feels much better than anything he was imagining. Link’s cunt is so soft and warm, giving so easily as he pushes inside. His walls are so tight, still, hugging every inch of his cock and squeezing in a way that has him seeing stars. Oh, he can see why everyone was using Link so roughly. As Karson squeezes the fat of Link’s thighs and gives a solid thrust into his pussy, he can't imagine not wanting to pound it hard.
He tries his best, at first. He wants to savor the moment after all, wants to remember the feeling of Link’s cunt for years and years. But the longer he fucks into Link, the faster his hips start to move, the deeper he starts to press his cock. It’s so good, so fucking good. Link’s body feels like heaven. Karson leans over Link’s smaller body and starts to thrust properly into him. Like this, he can see Link’s peacefully sleeping face, the quirk to his brow as the pleasure of the situation is still hitting him. God, this is so hot. Link is trembling, body reacting to his actions. It’s the sexiest thing he’s ever seen.
Karson continues to enjoy Link’s body, overcome with how tight and perfect he feels. Link’s body seems to be made for fucking, as even in his sleep he’s gripping Karson just right, bringing his pleasure to further heights. Karson loses sense of time and place, just bends over Link’s body and rams his cock into him over and over and over again. He pushes in as far as he can go, pushing hard against Link’s abused cervix. He hits it over and over until he pushes in, though it seems easier than it should’ve been. Is this what people have been doing? Fucking into his womb?
Well, it feels absolutely wonderful. So hot and soft. Karson fucks into Link with abandon, reveling in the wet sound of his cock pushing in Link’s cum filled cunt. He can’t take much more. Link’s head moves from side to side, his eyelashes fluttering as he seems to finally come around. The moment he comes to completely he clenches so hard over Karson’s cock, and it’s what finally pushes him over the edge. That and the look on Link’s face— brief confusion, followed by overwhelming pleasure. As he comes deep in Link’s womb, stuffing him even fuller, Link gives a gasping cry, body jolting as he’s also pushed over the edge. Karson doesn’t stop fucking Link, too obsessed by the squeeze of his pussy and the sound of his whimpers.
Eventually, he has to stop. He came so hard, after all. But he stays buried in Link for just a little longer, enjoying his quivering cunt, until suddenly he’s told he’s hit his time limit. Already? God, that was quick. Karson pulls out of Link reluctantly, watching as another group of strangers approach the bed and climb on. Karson is allowed to watch longer, so he does. Link ends up on his back, still, a cock in his ass and another in his mouth. Karson finds it interesting, though he doesn’t touch his now soft cock. After a few more minutes he leaves, but not before asking a guard when this special event with “Hyrule’s Finest” is going to end.
As he walks out, he notices the line has increased to three times the length it was that morning. He’s briefly shocked, but supposes he shouldn’t be. You really can’t miss this opportunity. In fact, as Karson finally buys his supplies and heads out to his new destination, he wonders if he can finish this six hour job within three hours
He finishes in two and a half.