Assfuck.

Caleb savagely abused Mack's face, grinding into his head and using his cock and balls to obstruct his breathing. Tears ran down Mack's face, but he also seemed to want more. Taking his cock into his hand like a club, Caleb beat Mack with it. He slammed it against his cheeks and rubbed his leaking cockhead into Mack's eyes. Thick ropes of pre clung to Mack's face, making a sticky web to Caleb's cock.

"You like that, Mack? You like my fat, hard fuck-stick all over your closet-case mug? You want some more, don't you?" Caleb thumped Mack's lips with his dong a few times for emphasis: "You. Want. More. So. Much. More."

With each thump of Caleb's heavy know against his lips, Mack blinked and squirmed, whimpering and trying get his tongue on Caleb's throbbing meat.

"Say it Mack, say you want me, "Caleb teased.

"Yes. I--I want you..."

"That's right you do. You want my juicy dong in your mouth, huh, Mack? You wanna swallow this awesome slab of meat?"

"God... Yes! Please..." gasped Mack.

"I don't know it you can take it, bro. I think it might to big for your puny dumb ass."

Caleb's hard cock was well over 14 inches long, and fatter than his fist. Obviously it was far too big for Mack, but Caleb was beginning to think that wouldn't matter. He was getting the sense that his Lord had a work around.

He threw Mack's head back and he tumbled to the floor, still gasping for breath. Mack couldn't take his eyes off Caleb's glorious rod. As soon as he hit the ground he was already back up on his hands and knees, crawling forward for more. His mouth open and his tongue was extended. His eyes were pleading; he wanted to be fed.

But Caleb had other plans.

As soon as Mack's mouth was back on his cock, Caleb pushed him back down onto the floor. "Nope. This is about me. This is about what I want. You know what I want, Mack?"

Mack looked up from his position on the floor. He trembled as he shook his head. "Please, you can have anything..." He was still inching forward, trying to put his hands and lips on Caleb's swollen junk.

"I want to fuck your tight ass."

Mack eyes widened and he nodded. "I'm yours... take me. I'll do anything."

Caleb was on him in a flash, throwing the muscular jock onto his back. The crotch of Mack's basketball shorts were soaked with his own meager load of cum. Apparently the guy had spooged himself just from the teasing.

Caleb grabbed at Mack's waistband and pulled; they were shredded as he tore them from Macks body.

Mack laid there, shaking and naked from the waist down. His own thin five incher was hard as glass, poking up like a little sausage from his shaved groin. The jock had a nice body. Years of football and the associated workout regimen had given him a muscular physique, and his thick legs were mounded with heavy slabs of defined muscle.

Standing over the exposed jock, Caleb couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of his little dick. "Awww. It's so cuuute," he smirked. "Look at the sweet little thing."

He knelt down over Mack and brought his own 14 inch monster next to Mack's. "This is what a real cock looks like."

Mack whimpered.

Without any more fanfare, Caleb grabbed each of Mack's ankles and thrust his legs up toward the jock's head. Mack's meaty ass was presented in all its glory, and Caleb leaned in get a taste of the jock's hole.

Mack groaned with pleasure as Caleb rimmed him, using his tongue to prep his tight, virgin hole. Mack reached to stimulate himself, and Caleb pulled off. "Uh huh. This is about me. Not you, remember? Hold your ankles."

The jock complied, and Caleb resumed his ministrations. He used his own cock's streaming pre to lube up his fingers and work Mack's hole. He was enjoying himself. He liked the taste of the jock's sweaty body, and as much as he told Mack that his was all about his own pleasure, he was getting off on making the guy squirm and writhe as he worked him over. He was enjoying the power... power to take pleasure for himself... and the power to give pleasure to others.

Still, the more he worked Mack's hole, the more he couldn't help but worry about his size. He could be fisting Mack and that still wouldn't prepared the jock for the girth of his monster rod. He didn't want to hospitalize the guy.

If you love me, sow my seed.

Mack's tasty hole beckoned to him. It puckered and seemed to suck at his fingers, almost like it was begging for more.

But what if I hurt him? he wondered.

A voice seemed to whisper back... Be not afraid.

Caleb's hard cock jumped and twitched. It seemed to be begging for more, too.

Despite his doubts, Caleb positioned his throbbing rod against Mack's puckered hole. He almost couldn't help himself. It was like the guys' bodies were going to come together even against their wills. It felt like destiny. It felt like a cosmic event. It felt like Mack was always meant to be a vessel for Caleb's cock, like their lives could have played out a thousand other ways, but somehow they'd still have met. Somehow they would've still fucked.

Caleb pressed forward and entered Mack, and both men shuddered with bliss. Inch by inch, he entered him. Mack's body embraced Caleb and welcomed him in. They groaned in unison. This... this was a pleasure that passed all understanding.

Do you love me? A voice thundered inside their heads. They felt the presence of a being both powerful and mysterious. It dominated their wills. They could think of nothing but their endless awe for this being...

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"Yes!" They cried out together.

Sow my seed.

The vision... or trance... or whatever it was ended and the men were snapped suddenly back into reality.

Caleb found himself grunting and thrusting into Mack's tight hole. It was slippery with precum and warm and stretched to accommodate his absurd schlong. Mack whimpered and fapped at his own dick with one hand, holding his legs back and taking the fuck like a champ as he used his other hand to pull at Caleb's ass, urging him deeper.

Caleb kept pounding hard, using Mack like cocksleeve and relishing the pleasure. His heavy nuts slapped against Mack's ass loudly. Between their moans and grunts and the fap, fap, fap of skin slapping against skin, it was a wonder no one had seemed to notice them.

Caleb could feel the pressure mounting in his balls; he was getting close. Mack's asshole clenched and quaked, a sign that he too was nearing climax. Their moans grew louder.

Mack came first. He was near to shooting blanks, by this point. From the pool of cum on his abs, it appeared he'd already cummed several times. His prick bounced and pulsed as it dribbled a little spooge to collect in the pooled sperm of his previous loads.

As Mack came, his ass spasmed and clenched against Caleb's dong. He was finally sent over the edge, too. He thrust in deep with each pulse of his cock, watching as Caleb's stomach bulged with every thrust. He came and came, shouting with pleasure that seemed neverending. "FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!"

Both men finally collapsed down onto the floor, panting. When Caleb withdrew his cock, a flood of thick white goo slurped out of Mack's ass. His previously toned torso was swollen with semen; it looked like a little beer gut.

They stood.

More cum leaked from Mack's hole, dribbling down his legs and soaking the carpet.

They looked at each other, and something seemed different. Or, well, back to normal, maybe.

Caleb could help but feel disdain for the stupid meathead closet-case before him. The dumb jock was hardly worth his attention, really. In fact, if he wasn't getting paid to, he'd never choose to spend time with the guy.

Mack on the other hand... something was different. "Oh God, Caleb... I just... that was amazing." He was staring at Caleb's dong, licking his lips."

"Can we... like... can we do this again? Please?" He was drawing closer, reaching for Caleb's meat. "I just feel like I can't be complete unless you're inside me..."

Caleb pulled on his joggers. They did nothing to hide his obscene package.

"Clean this mess up."

Caleb turned to go. Despite all the connection and cosmic sense of destiny he'd felt earlier, now he felt like he was needed elsewhere. It was almost like he had done his job, and now he was needed elsewhere.

"Caleb... I need you."

"This isn't about you, Mack."

Caleb was destined for something much bigger.