Willis decided to gather some fire wood outside. He took one last glance at the big sleeping minotaur beside him, and and then stood up. It was cold. Very cold. And though his hide and fur were helping a bit, they were not enough to warm their huge and muscular bodies, not to mention that they were practically naked; balls the size of grapefruits and cocks the size of a sausage. Willis searched the old barn for something to wear, and fortunately found two strips of cloth wide enough to serve as blankets, coats or scarves. He got one for himself and placed the other one on Zack, who was still sleeping on the ground.
He went out of the old barn and breathed in the cold winter air into his large bull lungs. While he gathered some firewood, his cloven hooves crunched the glistening white snow and ice. And because of his new found strength, he was able to carry as much firewood as a strong minotaur can.
When he returned, he found Zack still asleep. He made it so as not to make a single noise so as not to wake him. He carefully dropped the firewood, and after a few minutes started a fire. He leaned in close to the warmth emitted by the flames to warm himself, and then he heard a rustling noise behind him. It was Zach waking up.
“Hey.” Willis said in his deep, gruff and baritone voice.
“Hey.” Zach answered. He stood up, blanket in hand, and sat next to Willis by the fire. “You know how to start a fire?”
“Learned it when I was still a kid. My dad actually got me into camping; he was the one who taught me.”
There was a moment of silence. Zach smiled a little with his bovine muzzle.
“Was your dad also the one who got you into mythological creatures? Seeing as minotaur was the first choice that went into your mind when you uttered that spell.”
Willis looked at Zach.
“Yeah. Yeah he actually was the one.”
“Wonder what it feels like to have a real dad.”
“Farmer O’Grady is not your dad?”
“I’m adopted actually...uhhmm I was left at his doorstep. He took me in, but not as a son, only as an apprentice. I never really knew what it felt like to have a dad who supports you in every walk of life.”
Willis was still staring at Zach’s eyes. Zack looked up and they were looking at each other.
Willis asked, “Does he know you’re gay?”
Zach started to lean in. “I wasn’t until you came along.”
Both of their muzzles touched each other, and they embraced in a passionate kiss. Both of their hands started to explore each other’s bodies. Willis was rubbing Zach’s muscular back. He felt each and every contorting and moving muscle. His hands started moving towards Zach’s muscular ass, feeling the leathery hide of his cheeks. Meanwhile, Zach was rubbing Willis’s enormous chest. His hands tweaking his erect nipples, bulging abdominal mucles and finally spiraling down towards the loincloth, where a bulge was very obvious to the touch.
Zach paused to ask Willis, “Shall we?”
Willis right away said, “Right by the fire, snug and warm under these blankets? Absolutely.”
They resumed their passionate kiss. Zach started to untie Willis’s loincloth, and it fell in an instant, revealing the minotaur’s muscular thighs and of course his bulging dick and balls. Willis began to lie down, joined by Zach. The latter began to pump his own dick, whose girth was growing at an exponential rate. Willis turned around, and both of their bodies made contact. Willis could feel every bulging muscle of Zach’s bullish body. He could feel his portruding pectorals rubbing against his back. Zach finally came around and inserted his erect dick into Willis’s anus. Willis winced at the pain, but as the rhythm continued, he began to moan in pleasure and passion. While Zach was thrusting in and out of the minotaur, he was also rubbing Willis’s dick and squeezing his balls, producing a faint moan and yelp every once in a while. As Zach thrust in and out faster, they both moaned in pleasure, lust and passion. They were both close to release. As Zach made one final thrust, his load was dispelled into Willis’s stomach, along with the other minotaur’s junk, which spirted a truckload of sperm into the ground and onto Willis’s barreling chest and bulging stomach. Zach withdrawed his dick from Willis’s behind and licked his balls and behind, which were dripping with milk white and creamy cum. They both lied down, panting. Willis and Zach both kissed one final time and fells asleep into each others’ arms, warm and content. Willis laid on Zach’s warm chest and Zach laid on Willis’s bulging neck and shoulders.
Both were exhausted, and both were in love.