The New World, Part I

[sexyactionnick]

Perry slept through most of the plane ride home. He had spent the last two months building schools in Tanzania. The work was hard and rewarding, but he couldn?t wait to fall asleep in his boyfriend?s arms. They didn?t get to talk much over those two months. His camp had one satellite phone to share, and Mark was cryptic during those calls. Apparently there was some great new diet or supplement that practically everybody in America was on, including Mark. As Perry had no access to Facebook, Twitter, or the Huffington Post, he had no idea what his man was talking about.
From the back of the cab heading home, he noted that people seemed to be trimmer than usual. Not only that, but the proportion of buff, powerful men was greater than when he?d left for Africa. He slung his bags over his shoulder and began the journey to his fifth-story walk-up. They both made enough money to live in nicer digs, but they reasoned that the stairs were good exercise and helped them save money to buy a house.

As soon as he opened the door, he could hear and smell the wok searing away. ?Turn off the stove and fuck me!? he proclaimed as he threw down his bags. He walked into the kitchen and immediately pulled a knife from the block. There was a strange, naked man in his kitchen, wearing only Mark?s favorite apron as he cooked away. But this man was huge, bigger than any behemoth at the gym, or on any of the bodybuilding videos in the box marked ?porn? in their closet. The strange man?s back was several feet wide, a colossal map of valleys and peaks with an amazing taper. Two high, firm ass cheeks sat above thighs so thick that the man stood with his feet spread wide apart. His shoulders were bigger than cannonballs. His mind couldn?t wrap around how perfectly huge those shoulders were; a football player?s pads were smaller than those insane shoulders. His traps were so high he didn?t seem to have a neck, all leading to a shaggy mane of jet black hair.

?Get the fuck out of my house!? Perry yelled. He knew that he could never take this man, but he had to buy time to get Mark out of the house. The man chuckled, the deepest laugh Perry had ever heard, and turned around. His chest was so much wider than the apron it was almost comical; amazing, hairy pecs stuck out at least a foot on either side of the fabric. Thick, firm nipples stuck down like the muscle had pushed them out of the skin. The full beard on this man didn?t mask his strong jaw. In a way, the man almost looked like Mark, if Mark were a gigantic muscular monster.

In a second, the monster ripped off the apron and dashed forward. In one move he took away the knife and dipped Perry back, planting a deep, sensual kiss on him. Only one man could kiss like that. The taste of his lips was unmistakable. The blood rushed out of his head and he could hardly breathe; he went limp in the hulk?s arms as the kiss went on and on. His eyes fluttered open and the face he had known so long became clear. He found his breath and managed to whisper:

?What the fuck??

Mark laughed with a deep, booming sound Perry had never heard before. ?Do you like what I?ve done with myself?? he asked, and effortlessly lifted his boyfriend into the air. Perry instinctively wrapped his legs around Mark?s waist as he clung to the giant man. His face was pressed into the hairy crevasse of his pectoral muscles. This was a dream. He had never been with a man near this size, and it couldn?t be his husband. His hands felt the warm, but rock-solid flesh that was this man?s armor. Every square inch was massive, chiseled muscle. He couldn?t begin to get his arms around him, he was so solid and huge. He was like Superman mixed with the Brawny man, on steroids.

?How did this happen?? Perry asked, but he was interrupted with another kiss. Who cares how it happened, or if it was a dream? he reasoned as Mark expertly worked his tongue. Mark literally ripped his clothes off, and Perry was too mad with lust to even notice. The sensation of their chests touching filled him with even more heat. He tweaked the enormous nipples, and the man flexed involuntarily with passion. It was a sight no man had seen, or could imagine. The already giant pecs scrunched up; more abs than he could count went tight. He felt something big and hard smack against his butt. He reached down and grabbed it; he couldn?t get his hand around it. When a warm, sticky fluid gushed into his hand, he realized it was a dick. He was definitely dreaming now, since no dick could be that huge.

Perry?s hands continued to rub and explore his dream-man?s body as they moved to the couch. Mark flexed one arm as his other hand coated itself in pre-cum, and began fingering Perry?s quivering anus with it. Perry licked and caressed that arm. One time, he had groped Branch Warren?s arm at a public signing, but this arm put Branch to shame. His fingers felt every striation, every vein as they danced up to the forearm, which was about the size of his own waist. At the same time, he felt Mark?s thick fingers plunge into his asshole, fingering his prostate and threatening to make him explode with cum. ?Wait, wait,? he breathed, but he couldn?t hold back. He threw his arms around the hulk?s shoulders for support as his dick spat out gobs of cum all over the hairy, majestic abs. His orgasm was longer than he?d ever had before; at once, he was spent, but the man he sat on inspired such virility in him that his dick didn?t go flaccid. This man was so powerful, so virile, so filled with the essence of pure masculinity that it erased the notion that he could even get tired.

Mark picked Perry up and placed him on the tip of his dick. The fingering had done a spectacular job of opening him up, but there was no preparing for a dick of that size. He moaned like a whore as he slid further and further down the giant shaft. He could barely move, but Mark took care of that. He pumped the giant cock in and out and held the tiny man to his chest. Perry began to acclimate and resumed his fervent muscle worship. He was grateful that this dream had lasted so long. He?d dreamt of muscle gods before, but always woke up before anything good happened. The giant invading his asshole felt so real. His mind was overwhelmed by this beast?s ferocity and size, and could barely make sense of the situation or stay coherent enough to properly worship the stallion before him.

Perry reached his arms out and pinched the giant nipples as hard as he could. The behemoth man bellowed in ecstasy, pumping with more ferocity. He could feel the cock getting even harder, which he didn?t think was possible. It was like having a stone dildo shoved all the way into his stomach. His own dick was about to come yet again, and he focused as much as he could on keeping himself from blowing. The muscle god pulled him up to his face and kissed him again, his powerful, veiny arms enveloping him in a bear hug that felt more like a bear trap. The cock in his ass exploded, and he could feel volleys of cum shooting into his insides. The pressure from all of the extra liquid in his body caused him to blow a second time. The sensation of the impossibly wide, muscular chest pressed against his own mixed with the perfect kiss and the spectacular simultaneous orgasm, and it was all too much. The world began to fade away again. He realized the dream was over, but was at least glad that he?d made it to the end. He couldn?t wait to wake up next to Mark, but as his unconscious mind took over, he couldn?t help but wish that this big man would be there too.

[rippedspongebob]

Loving it!

[ts1976]

Awesome! More, please...

[arpeejay]

Woof! Very nice! I'm looking forward to more, more, more!

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Richard