Todd grabbed three of the pizza boxes. "Blake is hungry, so I'm taking him a snack," he said with a smirk, before turning and sashaying away, heading upstairs to his hungry, hulking lover. Randy and Jay looked at each other, Randy's eyebrows rising incredulously while Jay just shrugged. "When you're a seven foot tall muscleman, you get hungry, I guess. I mean, the guy's arms are bigger than my waist!" Jay twisted his torso, showing off his tight little 28-inch twink waist. Randy smirked, lifting his shirt and showing off his impossibly narrow, lightly muscled stomach, which looked to be an inch or two smaller than Jay's. "Boys like us have to watch our figures a bit more," Randy added in, thinking about the pickles he just ate--he wouldn't need anything for the rest of the day!
As Jay and Randy stood in the kitchen comparing their tight little waists, the door opened and Uncle Marc walked in. "Hello, Jay," he said in his deep voice, setting his bag down on the floor, looking over at Randy with interest, "Who's your cute little friend?"
Jay and Randy looked over at Uncle Marc, and both were immediately flushed with desire. Uncle Marc was bigger and sexier than when he left, muscles bulging visibly under his clothing, a big lump growing in the crotch of his slacks. While he wasn't as massive as Blake, he certainly was more than big enough to handle both the lithe little twinks that stood gaping at him in his kitchen. Marc scratched his chin thoughtfully as he looked at the boys, his fingers running through his thick, week-old salt and pepper beard.
"R-Randy, sir," the pizza boy answered, gulping in awe as Marc began to unbutton his dress shirt. The big man didn't have an undershirt on, and each button revealed more of the deep cleft between his pecs and down the center of his abs. When it was fully unbuttoned, he looked at Jay. "Get over here and take the rest of my shirt off, boy," Uncle Mark commanded. Jay rushed to obey, running up behind the muscleman and tugging the shirt, trying to get the sleeves to slide off of the big arms within.
"You," Marc said to Randy, "my pants aren't going to take themselves off." Randy rushed over and bent down, starting to unbutton the big man's slacks. "On your knees," Uncle Marc commanded, reaching forward and pushing Randy down. The little twink quickly complied, kneeling in front of the huge man, lowering the zipper slowly, gasping softly as the huge underwear pouch behind it was revealed. Randy tugged down on the pants, and the fine fabric slid to the floor, unveiling Marc's thickly-muscled legs and tight, stylish underwear. At the same time, Jay finally got the shirt off, stepping back with the garment.
Uncle Marc stepped out of the puddle of his pants, and walked over to the living room, setting himself down on the couch. "Shoes," he barked. Jay and Randy rushed to comply, racing the face him, kneeling down as they untied the dress shoes and carefully removed them from his big feet. They looked up at him and he nodded silently, giving them permission to remove his socks as well. After they finished he pushed himself up from the sofa, standing over the both of them, a colossus of muscle.
"You ever been fucked before, Randy?" he growled.
Randy shook his head. He didn't know why, given that his body was built to take cock. But his ass was virgin.
Uncle Marc grinned. "Then it's time you were broken in," he purred. He slowly pulled down his stylish underwear, letting his huge cock and balls bounce free: eighteen inches of rock hard meat, rising above nuts the size of ripe oranges. Randy slowly stood, trembling with excitement and trepidation as he stared at the giant tool in front of him. Marc chuckled and picked Randy up, his powerful body easily manhandling the feather-light pizza boy. He set Randy down on the couch, grabbing the twink's legs and spreading them wide, giving him access to the sexy butt behind them. "Nothing like being the first," Marc rumbled in amusement, pushing his big dick against Randy's tight hole, teasing the smaller man. "I'm gonna wreck you for lesser men," he announced arrogantly, as he slowly pushed his huge dick in.
Randy gasped in shock as he felt Uncle Marc's oversized cock force its way into him. He let out a little cry of surprise, which became a breathless grunt of pleasure and pain as Marc's powerful hips suddenly drove his tool forward, thrusting it half way in. Randy yelped loudly, his fingers curling into claws, raking against the thick slabs of Marc's pecs. The huge man grinned, pulled back slightly, then rammed his dick the rest of the way in, enjoying the look of shock on Randy's face, the feel of Randy's nails dragging ineffectively across his huge chest. Randy's mind was going into overdrive, trying to understand the insane sensations he was feeling: the pain of entry, of being stretched out by such a thick cock, balanced against the overwhelming pleasure he felt from the same. He drew in a deep breath, and felt the pain melt away, replaced only by more pleasure. "Oh fuck, more..." Randy breathed weakly. Uncle Marc chuckled softly, pumping Randy's tight little ass with his huge cock, his big muscles making sure that Randy felt the power behind every thrust. Off to the side, Jay watched jealously, pumping his average dick as he watched the show, wishing that he were on the couch with Uncle Marc.