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Beldazarr, The Djinn of Mind and Body

Musclegod Drake's First Conquest

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A chill ran down Patrick's spine as he heard the deep, low growl emerge from Drake's thick neck. Patrick gulped as he saw Drake's massive tool jutting lewdly from the eight foot tall musclefreak's powerful body. The three foot dick throbbed with need, a drop of pre appearing at the big, fleshy tip. It was impossibly thick, dwarfing Patrick's arms, approaching the girth of the smaller man's legs. The monstrous balls that hung below it, each the size of a basketball, slowly pulled up.

Drake stepped forward, letting out a grunt of lust as his big cockhead rubbed against Patrick's shirt. "Aww fuck I'm horny..." the sexy hulk groaned, as pre gushed out of his big dick, making Patrick's shirt sticky.

Patrick realized he was in over his head. He ducked out of the way, grabbed the lamp, and rubbed furiously. But as the smoke began to appear, a huge hand reached over his shoulder, taking the lamp from him.

"Yes Master!" Beldazzar boomed. The djinni's brows knitted in confusion. He knew that Patrick had begun to rub the lamp... but now Drake was holding it.

"Beldazzar, I wish that I could fuck Patrick with my big cock and he wouldn't, you know, die or anything," Drake explained.

Beldazzar turned to Patrick. "Do you wish this also?" the djinni asked. Since Patrick had started rubbing the lamp, the wish-granting rules had become more complicated. Patrick nodded affirmatively. "Then let it be done!" the big djinni boomed, before disappearing into the lamp once more.

Drake grinned broadly, setting the lamp on a high shelf, and began advancing on Patrick once more. "You want this..." the huge hulk growled, running one big hand over his massive chest, reaching down to grip his huge shaft. It wasn't a question so much as an assertion. Looking up at the magnificent beast in front of him, Patrick could only nod in agreement. Drake reached forward, and tore Patrick's clothes from his body, not bothering to unbutton or unzip anything, just ripping the cloth right off. Patrick squeaked in surprise, but it turned into a low moan as he felt the leaking head of Drake's giant cock push up against his naked chest. It was huge and hot, a fist of pliable flesh atop a rock hard column. It turned Patrick on terribly.

"Want it bad..." Patrick managed at last, his heart pounding in his chest.

Drake chuckled. He could feel Patrick's galloping heartbeat, could feel it thump against his dick. He picked Patrick up, easily manhandling the smaller male's body. He lifted Patrick up high, until the smaller man's ass hovered over Drake's raging tool. He grunted in anticipation as he felt Patrick's ass against his cockhead, the little man's glutes surprisingly firm and full. "Aww yeah... gonna plow that sweet little ass..." Drake purred, his voice low and rich, his huge muscles tensing as he held Patrick in place. "Tell me how bad you want it," Drake commanded, enjoying the little shudders of pleasure that went through Patrick as his big cockhead rubbed against the smaller man's hole.

"Oh fuck! Please! Please give it to me! I need you to fuck me so bad!" Patrick begged. Feeling Drake's monster tool rubbing against his hole was driving the smaller man nuts.

Drake grinned wolfishly, then pushed Patrick down onto his huge dick, impaling the smaller man in one swift stroke. Patrick howled in surprise, pain, and intense pleasure as he felt two feet of musclecock suddenly push into him. Drake added his own loud growls of lust to the mix. He stepped forward, pushing Patrick's body up against a wall. Using it as leverage, Drake began pump his dick in and out of Patrick's ass, going an inch deeper each time, until all three feet were buried deep. Patrick cried out, clawing at Drake's massive body, going mad as he was filled with more cock than he thought was possible. Patrick had been fucked before, and even by a well-hung stud or three. But none of them came close to Drake's huge body, his beastly strength, or his yardstick fuckrod. Drake leaned in, pushing his massive chest up against Patrick's body, the smaller man's face disappearing in the deep cleft that separated Drake's upper pectorals. "You like that?" Drake growled. Patrick tried to nod, although it was difficult. With the wall behind his head, and Drake's monstrous torso in front, he didn't have much room to maneuver. Instead he moved his head and let his tongue work over the deep separations alone one huge pec. Drake gasped, then pulled away from the wall. He moved quickly toward a couch, kneeling on it, Patrick's body still impaled, but with a bit more breathing room. "Worship those fucking pecs," Drake growled, flexing his huge chest for emphasis.

Patrick didn't need to be told twice. He ran his hands over the massive hemispheres of freaky muscle, feeling their incredible dimensions, their heft and solidity. He kissed them, licked them, and when he came to a hefty nipple, sucked and nibbled on them. All the while Drake moaned appreciatively, pumping his huge dick into Patrick's hot little ass. Patrick himself was hard as a rock, and when his own tool rubbed against Drake's brick-like abs, Patrick shuddered and groaned. As Drake's thrusts became harder, more forceful, Patrick found himself unable to hold back any longer. He let out his load all over Drake's amazing abs, coating them with a thin stream of goo. Drake went nuts, feeling Patrick tense up as orgasm washed through the smaller male's body. Drake thrust in his huge tool with violent force, ramming it home over and over, as Patrick moaned in ecstasy. A lesser man would have been torn apart by the powerful fucking, but Beldazzar's power had made Patrick able to survive and enjoy the experience. Drake bellowed loudly, shaking the walls of the room as he finally came, his enormous dick pumping a giant load of cum into Patrick, the huge rod spasming like mad inside the smaller man's body. Every one of the massive muscles on Drake's half ton body tensed up, magnificently flexed. He took deep breaths, his huge chest swollen dramatically. He slowly turned, and then sat down on the couch, Patrick still impaled on his hard tool. "Oh fuckkkk..." Drake groaned, a satisfied grin on his handsome face.


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