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Muscle Mastodon: Giant Bully’s Morning Wood

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I rub the sleep from my eyes, but part of me’s already wide-awake and raring to go. My foot-long raging boner thrusts up from my hairy crotch, swollen and pulsing with life. It’s as bad as having a dog – my stiff horse-cock wakes me up every morning with its one urgent demand: stroke me till I shoot! It’s thick as fuck, and so hard with my nightly testosterone surge that every one of the fat veins sticks out along the foot-long shaft. Yeah, it’s ready for our morning ritual – shooting thick streams of hot cum all over the muscle-ridges of my belly.

It’s not just my high testosterone that’s to blame. Did I dream all night about little Eldon? It feels like I spent the whole time rerunning our steamy hot scene in the toilet stall, his trembling lips pressed against my farting hairy asshole. The vision of submissive Eldon’s thin cotton pajama bottoms sliding below his little round ass haunts me. I can’t turn off the memory of his hairless pucker twitching between those perky cheeks, contracting and relaxing as he inhales my nasty burrito gas straight from my bowels. He’s got quite the little ass on him, that Eldon. Even now I can imagine pulling those round cheeks apart in my huge hands.

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