Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2023 12:08:56 +0930 From: Theo Patterson Subject: Part 2 - The Colossus and the Boy Hey folks, here's the follow up to the first part of Eddie and Ryan's story, remember to donate to Nifty if you have the means to in order to keep the stories coming, and as always - stay safe! Part 2 -- Getting to know you "Sorry about the other night." A message came through on Eddie's phone. It was Ryan. "I've been training hard lately and needed a few days off." Ryan had canceled their follow up the day after meeting. Eddie was crushed and had chalked it up to their encounter being a one off. It had seemed to good to be true and Ryan doubtless received hundreds of messages from other young men who wanted to be dominated by a former professional bodybuilder. Ryan sent through a pic of himself -- headless of course -- posing in a tiny strip of fabric in his bathroom. Eddie sat up suddenly just like he'd done the other night when Ryan had first messaged and started shaking with excitement. "That's ok, Master." He messaged back with jittery fingers. "You're looking amazing." "Thank you, slaveboy. You been good?" Eddie thought for a moment and typed back. Was he asking if he'd remained loyal to him or asking how he was doing? He'd been tempted to start sleeping around again after not hearing back, but nobody on the apps came close to his encounter with the muscleman the other night and he thought he'd give it another couple of days. "Yes. I've been behaving." He wrote "Been missing you. I need to serve you again." "Fuck yeah, boy. My balls are so full. I need to dump in your sweet hole." "I belong to you Master. You tell me when and I obey." "Glad you understand. Tonight would be good, I have gym and a doctor's appointment, but afterwards come over." Eddie was supposed to be going out with friends tonight. His heart sank a little, but he had to obey and keep his promise to his new Master. Sensing a pause in Eddie's thoughts Ryan sent another message. "ARE WE CLEAR, BOY?" He wrote in all caps. "Yes, Master." Eddie became somewhat aroused by his aggression. "I can't wait." "Fuck yeah. I got some things to show you tonight. I think you'd like them." "I'm intrigued Master!" "Haha. I'll send you a message later and see where you're at." "Yes, Master." Eddie sat back on his bed and fingered the chain Ryan had put around his neck. His friends hadn't said much about it except for a few knowing smirks and comments. He had considered cutting the chain off after minimal contact from Ryan, with the older man reassuring him that he was just busy and would see him soon. It was a late morning and the temperature was already soaring, it was going to be a hot day. He decided to stay in until the evening and wait for Ryan's message later in the day. It was late afternoon and Eddie lay on the bed wondering what the things Ryan was going to show him tonight were. After their previous encounter Ryan had sent him messages as he was walking home telling him what he wanted to do to him the next time he saw Eddie and said he loved seeing Eddie in his jockstrap. He mentioned that he had one of his own, a leather one he wanted to wear while he was getting worshipped and a harness. Eddie had gotten excited of the idea, seeing his gigantic monster of a Master in an outfit that reminded him of the muscle-bound warriors of comic books and videos games like He-man. Maybe Ryan was going to show him that, or maybe he would do something that Eddie wasn't really into, although he couldn't imagine what. As he was thinking his phone buzzed. It was Ryan. "Hey, little man." He wrote. "Running late. Jump in the shower and get ready, I'll be home by the time you get here." Eddie sent back a message hastily and began pulling his clothes off before he'd reached the bathroom. No one else was home right now, he could march through the entire house naked. He ran to the bathroom and turned the tap on, the water was warm enough without the hot tap needing to be running. Another message came through. "Just finishing up at the gym. Pumped up and ready to breed you." It was accompanied by a shot of his crotch in the car with his cock hanging out of his gym shorts. It really was massive, Ryan was big everywhere -- tall, muscled, hung. It was a miracle Eddie had managed to accommodate his entire shaft last time or ended up with a fractured pelvis. "Ok I'm just washing now." He typed back. His master was obviously horny. He quickly washed his skinny body and flushed his bowels with water making sure to lather every inch of himself with soap. He didn't know how long their session would be tonight and wanted to make sure he was as clean as possible. He got out and stood looking at himself in the mirror. He regarded his very finely built frame and handsome face and wiped his short dark hair from his eyes. He felt small and unsure of himself, he knew he was good-looking, but he was not a fighter or a very confident person and he knew he wasn't the smartest guy around. His thoughts drifted to Ryan's massive build and became excited, distracted for a moment from his self-deprecation. He pulled on his jock again and some loose clothes and headed out into the heat of the day. He was almost at Ryan's when he got a message. "I left the door open. Buzz and then come right in." "I'm two minutes away." Eddie messaged back. "Good. I'm gonna destroy that ass." Eddie loved Ryan's crude language, and his hyper-masculine bravado. It was the kind of things he'd heard his bigger, athletic peers say in high school. It was like one of them had finally taken a shine to Eddie and wanted him for themselves, almost every gay geek's fantasy. He rounded the corner and went through the gate of Ryan's townhouse. He buzzed as instructed and closed the front door behind him. "Come down the hallway." Rumbled a deep voice. Eddie continued down past other doors until he reached a large open-plan room with a kitchen and living room. Ryan stood behind an island drinking a glass of water. He stepped out from behind the bench and wandered into the middle of the room. He was wearing black leather military boots and gloves, a loose white t-shirt and sure enough - a leather jock. His massive quads bulged beneath under it and his calves ran thick with veins. "There you are." He said with the hint of a smile. "Hi, big man." Eddie said overcome with butterflies. Ryan snorted at Eddie's smushiness. "Check this out." He pulled his shirt off revealing a big red and black tattoo up his left arm to his shoulder. The skin was still raw. Eddie was surprised how large it was crawling up his arm like a large snake. "How long did that take?" He asked. "A few days. Itches a bit. One of the reasons I couldn't meet up." Ryan rolled his arm around looking at it from various angles Eddie's eyes wandered over his Master's body, over the tattoos, over his muscles and the leather. Ryan had a black studded armband around his left bicep accentuating its shape. Ryan had thought about wearing a harness for the boy too but decided against it, preferring to let Eddie's hands run freely over his gigantic chest. He enjoyed it when Eddie squeezed his pecs like a youth clutching on to his hero. He looked back at Eddie scanning his powerful body and did a double flex, just like the He-man in Eddie's thoughts. Eddie literally fell to his knees in awe of his Master and his extreme distortion of masculinity. Ryan stepped towards Eddie until he stood over his slave and curled his arms feeling Eddie's hands rubbing up and down his calves and thighs. Eddie looked up open-mouthed at the bodybuilder's hulking body. He was beyond huge, with his nipples standing out proudly on his chest from the day's cable work and chest presses. Ryan lowered his arms and stuck his gloved thumb in Eddie's mouth idly moving it about. "I didn't jerk-off since I last saw you." He said. Eddie simply moaned as his mouth sucked Ryan's thumb like a baby. "I'm gonna fill you up good tonight, boy." He placed his hand behind Eddie's head and rubbed his jock bulge in Eddie's face. Eddie smelled the leather, his Master's groin and his musky dick and sighed. He was transported again to the other day, intoxicated by the power of this man. "Wait there." Ryan commanded and headed for the bench. He picked up a chain leash from the counter and held it like a bullwhip. "I got something for you. You'll love it." "Oh fuck, yeah." Eddie said feeling his cock stir. "Thank you, Master." "Take off your clothes." Eddie pulled his shirt off and saw Ryan studying him closely. Ryan loved the boy's slimness, his smooth and hairless flat chest, and his skinny arms. He wanted to throw the boy around like a rag doll and rough him up. Eddie pulled his shorts off and kneeled with his legs apart and naked except for his jock. He could feel his sphincter puckering excitedly stretched by his legs spread apart on the wooden floor. Ryan wandered over, bent down and connected the leash to Eddie's collar. "You are to remain on all fours unless I say." He said "Yes, Master." "Good boy. Lick my fuckin' boots." Eddie obeyed and bent low to the ground ass-up and his face next to the fresh leather. He kissed and licked the toe of one boot and then the other making sure not to make any other moves he hadn't been given permission to do. Ryan watched the boy follow his command dutifully. 'How good it feels to subjugate another human being like this, to have him offer his body and mind to you for control' Ryan thought. Eddie continued worshipping at his Master's feet until Ryan tugged the chain. "That's good." He said. "Now place your head on the ground. Look at that mirror over there." Eddie lay his head on sideways on the ground and looked. It made sense that a bodybuilder would have mirrors everywhere in his house. He watched as the muscle god placed a boot on his face and flexed an arm. It was a potent image. A huge, muscled figure with his boot on his slave's face showing his power with one arm and his slave on a leash held by the other. Eddie felt his cock moisten watching himself being subdued by his conqueror. "Fuck yeah, bitch." Ryan said. "You're mine." "Yes, Master." Eddie whispered from the floor. "That's three hundred pounds of muscle on you there. I could fucking crush you." "Yes, Master. You're superior to me." "Does that feel good boy!?" Ryan shouted, getting aroused by his own power. "Yes, Master!" Eddie repeated. "Does that feel good bowing down to a muscle god!?" "Anything for my muscle god!" Eddie squealed. "Fuck yeah!" Ryan roughly released Eddie with a cruel laugh. Eddie lay unmoving from where he was awaiting further instruction. His jock had become damp with precum. He felt again like he was fulfilling his purpose serving as a whore to a semi-closeted, roided-up meathead. "You own me Master." Eddie said. Ryan just grunted at Eddie's trope and pulled the chain again tugging Eddie off the floor. He wrapped the chain once around his gloved fist to shorten the length and pulled Eddie closer to him so that Eddie once again was facing his bulge. "Stay there." He said and unclipped the pouch from his jock. His hefty member sprung out an inch from Eddie's nose. Eddie could smell the cock moist with piss and Ryan's own precum "Suck." Ryan simply said and forced Eddie's head down onto his heaving member. Eddie gratefully swallowed the appendage and tentatively reached out to grab his Master's thighs expecting a reprimand, but thankfully none came. Ryan enjoyed the enthusiasm of the boy helping him force more and more of his cock down into his worshipper's warm throat. "Yeah suck it, you fucking pig." Ryan growled nastily. He wrapped more of the chain around his gloved fist. Eddie admiringly caressed his master's thighs in appreciation and took it deeper suppressing his gag reflex. The whole cock was slick with mucus and saliva which dribbled down Eddie's chin with every thrust. Ryan watched in the mirror and widened his legs to make himself look more imposing. He loved the look of the chain, the gloves, the boots and the finely-built young man servicing him. He took a moment to inspect his new tattoo printed on his massive arm. He loved that too. He felt like a king in another time with his obedient concubine pleasuring him. He grabbed Eddie by the sides of his face and pummelled him until Eddie choked, nearly vomiting. Ryan mercifully pulled out. "Thank you, Master." Eddie panted. Tears rolling down his face. "You're a fuckin' good slave." Ryan said patting him on the head. He loosened the chain around his glove and wandered over to a workout bench and dragged it next to the mirror. "I want your pussy. Lie here on your back." Eddie obeyed and lay back on the bench. It was the closest he'd ever come to benching anything. It was small, but even so it was big enough for his tiny frame. "Stay there." The bodybuilder commanded and grabbed the small bottle of amyl and the lube from the bench that he had in the front room from last time. Eddie lay perfectly still waiting for his master. Ryan returned to the foot of the bench and tossed the amyl at Eddie's chest. Eddie almost caught it, but it fumbled awkwardly from his hards and rolled onto the floor. "Fuck's sake." Cursed his master. "Never played a sport in your fucking life, hey boy?" "Yes, Master. Sorry, I'm just shitty at that kinda thing." "Yeah, yeah." Ryan grabbed it off the floor and handed it to him. "Don't fuckin' drop it, or I'll whip your sorry ass." "Sorry, Master." Eddie said. "Legs in the air, boy. I wanna cum in that sweet fuckin' hole." Ryan enunciated the last three words lowering his stance like a sumo wrestler so that his engorged member was level with Eddie's asshole. He took the cap off the lube, squirted some onto his glove and wiped the boy's smooth, hairless crack sticking a black, leathered finger into him. Eddie sighed and unscrewed the lid off the amyl. He inhaled deeply and once again felt his body relax for his master, willing the bodybuilder to completely possess him, it was as if he wanted to be incorporated into his being, an extension of his him, or handing his soul over to him. He took another sniff and carefully placed the bottle down below the bench. His anus quivered with excitement. Ryan unclipped the chain from the one around Eddie's neck and tossed it aside. "Pull those cheeks apart. Spread em'." Ryan said. Eddie followed his orders giving his Master a clear view of his hole. Ryan poked his spit-lubed cock lightly at the entrance watching the head kiss the boy's sphincter. "You're so incredible, Master." Eddie mumbled in his intoxicated state. "Shut the fuck up." Ryan said, still observing his hard cock rubbing up against Eddie's crack. Clutching his cock in his glove he forced it into Eddie letting it slide smoothly inside up to the hilt and just past the second hole. Eddie gasped tensing for a moment and then relaxed allowing his body to get used to the invasion. "That's it. Take it all in, bitch." Ryan cooed. "Take my cock." "It's so big." Eddie moaned. He was too high to avoid any cliches. He spoke freely and without care. "Hold my arms and chest." Ryan said. "Worship me while I fuck." "Oh yes, Master." Eddie moaned again. He squeezed his Master's enormous pecs as Ryan leaned over him and began working his ass. Eddie whimpered as the bodybuilder picked up speed stuffing his cock forcefully into Eddie. "Keep those fuckin' legs up." Ryan said grabbing Eddie's ankles and pinning them against his chest. Eddie nodded and gazed up into Ryan's handsome face. The man had a heavy brow and mean eyes, he was perfectly square-jawed like a football player embodying the kind manliness one might only see in a statue or a fantasy novel cover. Eddie whimpered again feeling the full weight of the brute coming down on him and he clutched at Ryan's massive triceps grabbing onto the sturdiest thing he could. Ryan reached out and grabbed the boy by the throat relishing his dominance and squeezed slightly turning Eddie's face red. Far from being afraid or disliking it Eddie rubbed his Master's arms in approval and widened his legs as far as possible as Ryan choked him and continued his assault. Eddie smiled a sleepy, drunk smile at his master and explored his body feeling as much of the muscle as he could. Ryan leaned down further so his face was close to Eddie's and slowed to more rhythmic but longer thrusts. "You know you're mine don't you boy?" He whispered pumping away at Eddie's hole "Yes, Master." "You're a fucking little pig aren't you?" "Yes, Master. I'm your slave." He whispered back, a tranquil look on his face. Ryan adjusted his grip around the boys throat squeezing harder. Eddie still lay there not giving in to the pressure around his neck, not flinching, not resisting. He simply looked up with adoring eyes at his master as the gloved hand tightened its grip, his eyes watering slightly. "Fuck, boy. I knew when I saw you you'd be a good little fuck." He licked Eddie's red face and gently bit the boys lip. "You're just what I wanted. Weak, obedient, cute, but happy to take anything I do to you." "Thank you, Master." Eddie croaked consciously stroking Ryan's arms rather than gripping them suppressing his fight or flight urges. "Yeah, such a sweet little bitch." Ryan said kissing Eddie's head and licking his face again. He picked the amyl up and handed it to the boy. "Here. Take another whiff." Ryan released his grip around Eddie's throat and sat up in the air, his quads pumped full of blood from the squat position. Eddie inhaled and replaced the bottle on the floor once again. Ryan curled his left arm next to Eddie's face. "Kiss it." He said. Eddie did as instructed feeling the arm with his hands. He looked at the tattoo, a boneheaded mix of Polynesian and random tribal motifs. It was vulgar, but somehow sexy to Eddie. He traced the veins under it with his fingers. "Yeah, feel my power, boy." Ryan said. Forcing Eddie's face into his bicep with the other arm. "Okay, lie down again. I wanna shoot my load in you." Eddie lay back in a daze and felt Ryan resume his pounding, lifting his legs into the air for his Master feeling the bodybuilder's thick torso. Ryan pinned one leg down and placed his other hand back around Eddie's neck. "Fuck yeah." He said slapping Eddie in the face. "Take it boy. Fuckin' take it." "Oh yes, Master." Eddie said. The slap was as warm to him as any embrace. To feel the leather strike across his cheek was strangely soothing. "You gonna take my cum?" Ryan said slapping him again. "Yes, Master." "You gonna take my muscle load deep in your pussy?" He snarled with a rising intonation. "Yes, Master." "Are you my fucking slave?" "I'm your slave, Master." "Fuck yeah, you are!" Ryan said gathering speed. His cock dug faster and faster into Eddie's bowels before erupting hot sperm deep inside him. Ryan grunted in tandem with his twitching cock as it shot cum repeatedly inside his worshipper. "Yeahhhhhh." Ryan groaned. "So much fucking cum. Didn't jerk off for days." "Thank you, oh thank you." Eddie said writhing on the bench. "Not finished, boy." Ryan panted. His body quaked a couple more times. Eddie's legs were cramping waiting for the colossus to finish, relaxing as much as he could against the full weight of the giant ejaculating inside him. Ryan thrust a few more times before pulling out and standing up. A bead of semen was forming on the slit of his cock. He positioned himself over Eddie's mouth and squeezed his cock as if he was getting the last bit of ketchup out of a packet. It fell onto Eddie's tongue, a milky white drop of DNA. Ryan then sank it into the boy's mouth for Eddie to clean. Eddie lovingly suckled at his master's swollen member looking up at Ryan's muscular body while fingering his used, wet hole. Ryan slapped Eddie's mouth and face with taps from his cock smearing semen-y saliva over Eddie's face. "Ugh, fuck." Ryan groaned getting up and collapsing on the couch nearby. "Come here boy." Eddie rolled off the bench and scrambled over to the bodybuilder positioning himself between the man's thick legs embracing him with a hand on one of his pecs. He instinctively took Ryan's spent cock in his mouth and bobbed in his lap with his knees on the ground as Ryan sprawled his massive body on the couch, head tilted back over the seat. He looked down to watch the boy busying himself enjoying the sensation of Eddie's mouth nursing his member. "That's it. Good boy." Ryan purred, ruffling Eddie's hair with his glove. "I feel like a fucking king." "You're a God, Master." Eddie offered. "I didn't tell you to stop, motherfucker." Ryan growled. Eddie resumed fellating his master. "I am your God, boy." The bodybuilder agreed forcing Eddie's head back down into his lap. Eddie moaned with pleasure with a full mouth of cock as his hands explored Ryan's vascular body. He kept going even as his cheeks started getting sore. "That's enough. Come on, sit here." Ryan patted his knee. Eddie got up and sat across his master's lap like a child rescued from a fire, his legs draped over the bodybuilder's other knee. Ryan cradled him as the boy placed a hand on his chest unconsciously stroking a nipple. Eddie could feel some of Ryan's cum gumming up his asshole. He liked the feeling. "I can feel your cum in my hole." Eddie informed him, rubbing the bodybuilder's chest. "Yeah?" Ryan said. "I love filling your pussy up. 'Makes me feel powerful. Like a fuckin' beast." Eddie giggled and nuzzled his head against his master. Ryan chuckled softly while fingering Eddie's milky hole. His cock stiffened slightly at the boy's coy behaviour and the smell of his own sperm on him. Eddie looked around the room and saw a cabinet with awards. There were a few medals, certificates and some statuettes. "Are those from your bodybuilding?" He said. Ryan glanced over at the cabinet. "Yeah. Those are from 'my bodybuilding'." He chided. "Mostly local, a few state, a few others..." He trailed off wistfully, he was sure Eddie wouldn't know the different competitions and their classes and divisions. "Wow! So many. Did you come first in any of them?" Eddie said adjusting in his seat. "Yeah, lots." Ryan said. "Mostly the local ones though. But there's a few others. I'll show you later." "Fuck. My bodybuilder champion." Eddie said daftly. Ryan snorted at the boy's frivolousness. "That's Master to you, you little fucker." He grinned putting a playful glove around his boy's throat. Eddie sighed deeply and squeezed Ryan's chest. Ryan himself became aroused at the boy enjoying his faux punishment -- Eddie really did love submitting to him, he was the real deal. He placed his other hand around Eddie's neck and squeezed. "I wanna fuck you again." Ryan whispered. "Where do you want me, Master?" "Over the arm of the couch. I'm gonna fuck you from behind." He picked the boy up and flung him over his shoulder, carrying him first to the mirror to flex. "Look at that... Fuck yeah... I've hunted down my prey." Ryan laughed, swinging the boy around slightly like a helicopter. Eddie giggled and looked at the older tattoo across Ryan's back and then at his Master's rock-hard erection. Ryan flung the boy down on the rug and instructed Eddie to bend over the armrest of the sofa. "Ass up." He barked. "Yes, Master." Eddie said, pressing his face into the cushion. "Spread 'em." Ryan said and glanced at Eddie's creamed ass. "Fuck yeah, boy. Look at all that cum." Ryan drove his cock in without warning and began jackhammering Eddie furiously. There was no time for Eddie to react and he squealed out with each violent jab. Ryan's massive legs crushed Eddie's own fragile limbs against the side of the sofa. He flexed an arm and admired himself in the mirror. "Look at that, boy. Look." He roared. "Look how I fuckin' own you." Eddie looked up at the mirror arching his back like the other day and watched as his muscle god ravaged him. Ryan was going full speed and power, his muscles bulging out with exertion. "I'm fuckin' raping you, boy!" He shouted gleefully. "Yes, Master! Rape me!" Eddie replied. Ryan's filthy language and savage fucking were irresistible to him. Just like the other day he felt his cock suddenly fill his jock with his own cum without warning, simply from being fucked. It was a huge load and ran through the jockstrap down his leg. "Again, boy! Fuck yeah. Well done!" Ryan began grunting and shoved his cock deep inside Eddie's arse and let go, flooding his insides with his sperm as the boy orgasmed around his thick member. Eddie's spasming sphincter relaxed slowly as Ryan finished shooting inside him. Ryan, waited a little longer to make sure every drop had been transferred to his slave. "Fuuuuuuck." He said pulling out observing the whipped froth covering his cock. "Down on your knees now, boy." Eddie got up, crouched at his master's feet and began cleaning Ryan's cock diligently. It tasted beautiful, the taste of pure maleness. He ingested as much of the bodybuilder's cum as possible savouring the alkaline flavor on his tongue until the cock was spotless. Ryan patted him on the cheek. "Good boy." "I love you, Master." Eddie said. He turned red realising he'd said something embarrassing. "Four loads and you love me!" Ryan laughed. It was more a statement than a question. "Oh my God." Eddie placed a hand over his face. "I can't believe..." "Shut up. Come here." Ryan said lifting him up easily with one strong arm. He was slightly unnerved by the neediness of the boy on one hand, and had never had a man tell him he loved him before -- not even his own father -- on the other. "It's too early for that shit, babe." He said stroking Eddie's face. "But I'm glad you're a devoted slave." "I know, I'm..." "Hey!" Ryan interrupted again. "I said shut up... I like you, boy. If you love being my slave then it's just a win-win for us both. You're fuckin' sexy, you got a hot ass and you can take it hard." Eddie nodded, looking sheepishly at his feet. Ryan lifted his chin up and stuck his tongue deep into his slave's mouth. Eddie started to feel less stupid, and relaxed allowing Ryan to kiss him deeply. Ryan withdrew and flexed an arm for Eddie. The boy reached out to feel the bulge of his biceps as the bodybuilder slowly curled his arm back and forth in Eddie's face. "Do you need to be anywhere tonight?" Ryan grabbed Eddie gently by the shoulders. "Not really, Master." "'Don't have to call me that all the time." He said looking squarely into Eddie's eyes. "Feel like staying over? Won't have to walk back in the dark." "Staying here?" Eddie said, surprised. "Didn't I just say? Save's you having to walk back in the dark. Plus..." Ryan said looking at Eddie's ragged clothes on the ground across the room. He could tell Eddie wasn't exactly living well. "Plus, it'd be good to fuck you later tonight. Maybe in the shower tomorrow morning. You can make me breakfast, haha." "Fuck, yes." Eddie said smiling. "Yeah? I want a little man to snuggle up to tonight. Ever been with a bodybuilder before?" Ryan said removing his gloves and arm band and tossing them on the coffee table. "Yeah..." "You have?" Ryan said raising his heavy brow. "Well once, and they weren't a professional. Not like you." Eddie quickly said. "You're like, nineteen?" "Twenty in September." Eddie watched as Ryan wandered over to the sink his cock swinging side to side. "Fuck, little man. You must have been around the block." Ryan filled up a glass of water and drank. "I'm pretty experienced for my age." "I'll say." He filled another glass and returned to Eddie handing it to him. Eddie sipped and thought for a moment. "When did you come out?" "I'm not out." Ryan said flatly. "When did you start fucking guys?" "Off and on for years." He sat down on the sofa pulling the laces on his boots and loosening the them. "Mostly been with women, but I always knew I was... y'know." "Are you gay or bi?" "Fuckin' twenty questions! Shut up. Sit here." He patted the seat next to him and Eddie found himself back with Ryan on the sofa. The bodybuilder pulled out a small case out from the coffee table nearby and produced what looked like a pre-rolled joint. "Special occasions only." He chuckled. "Do you..?" "Fuck, yes." Eddie said sitting eagerly down beside his hero. "How's your ass?" He mumbled lighting the joint. "Wet." Eddie laughed. "Fuck, yeah." He passed the joint to the boy. "We'll stay in tonight, cook dinner, you can have one of my meal preps, chill out and whatever happens, happens." Ryan flung an arm around Eddie's shoulder and gave him a friendly shake. "Ok. What's your meal prep? Bodybuilder food?" Eddie asked. "Yep. Chicken and rice." Ryan said and pointed at the couch. "Don't leak on the sofa. Make sure you don't let any out tonight. My cum stays inside you." Eddie nodded. His head felt warm and peaceful. He snuggled close to the hulk next to him and closed his eyes, drifting off in his master's strong arms. He felt the safest he had been in many years.