Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. And while the characters of the story are not canon characters, they are still based off of copyrighted media. I do not own the rights to Teen Wolf and this work is not a reflection and/or a representation of the show's thoughts and viewpoints. This also applies to the actors/celebrities mentioned as they are merely for reference purposes only. This body of work is not representative of their thoughts and viewpoints and sexuality.
Author's notes: Dominic Hale (Joe Manganiello) and Aidan Smith (Kellan Lutz) are non-canon characters and their respective fan casting is just for fantasy purposes only. Feel free to continue reading with them in mind, or just think of anyone else who fits your fancy!
Late Night Beef
-- To be fair, Derek had been getting himself into all sorts of trouble lately--just like his old man and his stubborn uncle, if Dominic Hale was being honest. That while there was a foreign tinge to the scent that seeped into the air the moment the muscle-bound alpha patriarch walked out of the bathroom, what flex of a meaty hitch that the beefy alpha wolf commanded onto the glistening swell of the twin mounds of his smooth juicy pec-breasts easily confirmed the familiar aspect of that same scent. And with his ruggedly handsome features wincing even more for a deeper sniff, the already juicy bulk of those fleshy muscle tits only rolled into a slower and more abundant swell and spill before he nodded on and turned towards the stairs. The soft clink of the keys was not lost on him either--though the same could not be said to how the simple motion of sauntering along the hallway was more than enough to urge that shy drop of water to trickle along the proud roundness of his smooth muscle breast... and down to the edge of his large areola. Then again, maybe it was because it was yet to reach the equally proud pertness of his vulnerable gum-drop nipple that only hardened more against the draft of the cold night air.
Derek dropping by was enough of a moment to focus on, after all--that and whatever made his pup decide to come down to their family home in the middle of the night instead of being cooped up in his loft downtown. And with Dom's mind primed to deal with one of the usual suspects in his house, he certainly put dignity by the wayside as it had been his normal way of things in his home--even when they're around. The Hale patriarch valued the comfort in his own home, after all--and their true nature as mighty beasts was an even more convenient excuse. And might sure did come easy. With a soft grunt, his already impressive bicep easily showed itself off into a swell the size of a massive boulder... even just from the slight curl and flex of his arm--all because Dominic needed his large hand to clasp at the corners of the towel that was clearly a little bit too small on him that it couldn't even fully wrap around his mighty hips and thighs. A little bit too low either. That as a small drop of water trickled down the hard cobbles of his tight abs from how he made his way down the stairs, the clear bead of moisture ended up disappearing into the small teasing peak of the slight tuft of his pubes before it could even reach the edge of the towel. And with how the near-skimpy fabric just hung on so lowly and so flimsily, it even flapped with every step that he took--so much so that the mighty tree-trunk mass of one of his thighs and half the fat cheek of his big beefy alpha muscle ass just flexed and bounced out to the open.
The poor excuse of a towel was just simply a slave to his master's movement so to speak--and a miserable failure at that.
Really--with the way the Hale muscle-alpha's massive brawn just seemed to sway heavily with his stride, it was enough to goad the meaty girth of his still flaccid cock to follow suit and bounce with him as well. The fat heavy length of his cock even bounced against the meaty heft of his thighs that it was more than enough to push the flap of the towel aside--and more than enough that most of that thick cockmeat just had to reveal itself underneath with a rather shameless, yet unassuming, peek all before keeping on with the firm yet vigorous sways as Dom marched on.
"Don't tell me you got a girl pregnant or something--" the big beefy Hale patriarch was quick to tease as he finally made it to the landing. But with how his eyes were just as quick to find the form within the fire-lit glow of the living room, the foreign and familiar scent finally made itself known for all the wrong reasons.
It wasn't Derek.
"Oh--sh-shit! Mr. H--ale!?"
It was one thing to watch someone jump from Dom's mere presence, but to see that beefy buxom bull practically have his whole body jostle from the sheer size of his swells and curves, it was quite a different treat despite how quickly it came about. It was easy to commit to memory, at least--big juicy tits like that... bouncing inside the tight confines of that white shirt that they had already thinned against all that bulging brawn... thin enough that the Hale muscle-alpha could almost discern that flustered flesh underneath it all... right up to those nubs that practically poked through the fabric that it almost hypnotized him within that sliver of a moment of shock.
It wasn't Derek... but this friend of his had always been a sight for sore eyes. Always a welcome sight. And that night was no different.
"Aidan." Dom's brows furrowed at the sudden turn of events--of the sudden realization that the new company in his home was more of a guest than the family that he had been so shamelessly comfortable to be around with. And with how they were both taken by surprise, the bigger and beefier Hale alpha, in turn, could only manage to curl his fingers for a tighter grip at those corners as it really was the only way to keep his dignity intact for the moment. There was no way to really tug the damn thing even more around his form more than how it was already all stretched in the first place. Even if he let his own body rise and grow taut from the slight rush of panic--even if his hard abs tightened up into that tiny cinch of his waist--there was no way for him to tug it that high too. There was no way for Dom to fit the damn thing around him and not let the fat knob of his cockhead poke out from underneath the towel. It was either the base of the meat or the knob of the head at this point. And the Hale muscle-alpha would honestly throw in the towel first before jumping through hoops in the name of properness. Literally.
Sure enough, Dom just offered a nod then as he looked on to the man once more--especially with how Aidan's own panic at such an awkward situation had him scratching the back of his head. The beefy muscle-alpha had a first row seat to seeing just how impressive that bicep is when it bulged in a way that threatened that damn sleeve of his shirt--as if it wasn't already being tortured with how the blond stud's muscle tits just forced the whole thing to strain... and even more as he let out another sigh as if he was trying to breathe out the fluster that had now washed all over that ripe muscle brawn of his. But, whether or not that adorable flush came from embarrassment or from how Dom caught Aidan's gaze lingering a little longer past his navel... and along his peeking pubes, the Hale muscle-alpha wasn't all too sure. It was yet another question altogether. He just tried to hide a smirk then, just in time to meet the other's gaze as he began to talk.
"Derek told me to meet him up here--told me where the keys are..." the bullish blond bombshell began to explain. Dom was just as quick to offer a nod in reply as if to acknowledge the other's words and his attempt to clarify before his free arm took its turn to flex this time around as Dom waved his hand to let it all go. It was alright. Sure, Hale patriarch didn't really cross paths with the young man on the regular, but he knew Aidan enough to extend their welcome to him... especially since that size was sure to leave quite the impression. Even that nervous chuckle got those fat muscle tits of his jostling like they were trying to bounce over the other--and even more as Aidan tried to temper himself with another sigh that only had the amber glow of the fireplace dance along and let the shadows kiss that impression of his large nipples that just won't quit.
"Nah--any friend of my boy is family to me," Dom smiled as he took a step closer and had the fireplace and the sparse hall lights carve the dripping form of his beefy brawn in even greater definition--especially so as he was just as smooth and supple. In all fairness to him, his words and the grin that followed, were sincere. Of course, Dom loved the idea of Derek having friends of his own--friends of his own size, to boot. People that he can call his own. A pack. Though as Dom reached out to let his large paw affectionately squeeze that massive boulder of the other's shoulder, he'd argue that Aidan might even be a tad bigger than his son. And Derek's already quite the impressive Hale muscle stud himself. If that's not reason enough to have the beefy blond hunk before him be a perfect fit for their pack, then Dom didn't know what is. Though Aidan's size against Dominic or Peter? Well shit. The Hale muscle-alpha just kept on with his welcoming smirk.
Both him and Derek could try--but that's just about it.
"--he'll just have to explain himself later about leaving you alone," Dom then continued as his hand clasped tighter--enough to nudge that body as their closer proximity served as proof to his claim with how the mighty patriarch's naked form practically imposed itself onto the other even when Aidan was already built like a bonafide muscle-god. And the two of them against the living room? The space was immediately dwarfed to say the least--and even more as Dom let his hand slide up to the man's traps and even further too so he could clap his large hand against that strong back while he felt Aidan tense up and let his broad busty tits rise up a bit more. Needless to say, the sheer size of both of their beefy muscle pec-breasts were enough to close the gap between them as they grazed just slightly--only for them to nudge firmer even more against each other as Aidan let out another nervous chuckle that they shared just between the two of them.
"A-ah it's no worries, s-sir--I was the one who suggested meeting him here since Derek tried to sniff down a lead. He was the one who told me where the keys were and told me we can spend the night here to mull things over. Said you got books here," Aidan assured. And the way he turned towards Dom was all the more reason for their meaty muscle breasts to continue on with the contact--so much so that that stray droplet that clung on to Dom's breast finally trickled down onto his large nipple, before disappearing into the thinning fabric of the younger man's shirt. Dom could only keep his groan somewhere within his throat--unsure if that slight tickle on his juicy sensitive nipple was from the water or from how the tip grazed over the coarse fabric. Either way, Aidan probably took it as some kind of disapproval that he just had to stumble out more of his defense--looking all adorable being all flustered like that. " He assumed that--"
"--I wouldn't be home?" Dom raised a brow. But his face was quick to soften more into curiosity since Derek wasn't exactly wrong--and a smirk still enough to tease as the poor stud just looked cute and cuddly being all tense like that. "Fair enough--my business outside town wrapped up earlier than expected. So here I am. Here we are." With a chuckle, it was Dom's turn to force his beefy muscle pecs into a hitch before his wide shoulders rolled out into a shrug. "You good with my company in the meantime?" Dom's smirk grew bigger as he continued to keep his eyes on his son's beefy friend.
"--I mean, this is your house, sir..."
"And you're my guest... and I've already spooked you enough with me walking into the scene all naked as day--" Dom let out a deeper and heartier chuckle as he eased away from the other with another clap at Aidan's shoulder and had the growing distance be enough for the juicy slabs of his beefy muscle breasts to heave on for a swell and a bounce while he laxly held out his free arm in some attempt to jokingly show himself off--especially in the tempting glisten of his wet, naked, glory. "Least that I could do is to get myself a pair of underwear, at least..." he continued on to chuckle as his eyes were quick to dart beyond Aidan and right onto one of the couches where he spotted the balled-up clump of white fabric. Once more, Dominic grazed against the tight-packed swell of those bombshell muscle pec-tits with the side of his massive arm as he walked past the other to make a bee-line for his attempt at salvation.
"Like I said, sir. It's your home--" Aidan chuckled. Dom was quick to spy how those beefy twins hitched once more as he looked over his shoulder before finally swiping the damn thing from the corner of the couch. "--besides, I've had my fair share of sweaty gym locker rooms with other guys. "
Well, he's not wrong. The Hale muscle-alpha kept that smirk to himself as he turned around to face the other guy once again with a more amused nod--and once again just in time to watch that massive bicep swell up with how Aidan rubbed the back of his thick nape while he showed of his boyish dimples through his smile. Sweet little thing, he is--and even sweeter with how the motion pulled at his shirt just a bit to rise up and show a bit of that skin above the waistband of his jeans. And with their conversation being an easy enough excuse to keep the weight of his gaze on the young stud, Dom surely did take the opportunity to further tease his darling guest.
"Well, you've got a point there son--" Dominic nodded. And without missing a beat, he tossed the towel onto the couch as he needed both hands to tug and stretch his damn underwear so he could properly squeeze himself in it. Sure enough, that fat meaty alpha cock of his swung heavily from the way he leaned down to hold the underwear low enough to put one foot in then the other--just like how his own beefy muscle tits rolled into their round fullness from how they swelled down. And with the way the girthy heft of his juicy fuck meat and the equally weighty hang of his balls practically jostled from one thunderous muscle thigh to the other as the weight shifted aside, Dom practically exonerated himself from any kind of guilt wrought from mischief. It was simply inevitable--just like how his cock plopped on forwards with how he began to pull his underwear up before the mountainous brawn of the mighty alpha finally heaved for that upwards pull. His big beefy pec-breasts just bloated on more from the way his massive arms flexed and twisted--and even more as he reached down between his legs to cup his goods while his other hand just had to keep that waistband at bay to keep enough space to pack it all in. Of course that was a problem. His large hand could barely grab his cock and balls in full and even that fat knob of his cockhead practically peeked out of his grasp like a slippery eel all throughout the endeavor. What more could a skimpy pouch do, really? Dom even bucked just so he can scoop his crotch into the thing. And with whatever attempt he could still do, the big bad muscle wolf finally let it go and grabbed at the pouch of his jockstrap for that last minute adjustment to make them settle inside the already strained cup of cotton that was just as much of a failure as his meaty paw. If it wasn't for the low lighting, anyone could easily spy the hint of Dom's heavy balls peeking out the sides just a bit.
It was one of those fashionable jocks too. Dom reached behind to tuck his fingers under the ass straps to straighten them out along the sides of his beach-ball ass globes--and all the more, the obscene heft of his cock just simply pushed against the stretch of the material that tried to cup his bits for dear life. Even in the shadows--especially the shadows--the skimpy jock was sculpted by the soft lights in such a way that the curled length of that thick flesh and that ridge along the edge of the juicy knob of a cockhead was just so obvious. And with how the proud juicy bulge practically pulled against the waistband, that cheekily designed cutout on top edge of the pouch stretched just a bit more along that girth--enough to let the meaty root of his cock to just peek out so shamelessly like the edge of his heavy balls.
"And since we're both just dudes here, why not a couple of beers, right?" Dom continued on with another chuckle and let his large paw nudge his meat-packed pouch almost absent-mindedly as he walked past Aidan. He didn't give him a chance to refuse, but he did give Aidan a chance to see the rest of him too as he let the guy watch him walk away towards the kitchen. From the massive expanse of that wide back, and down to the tight cinch of his waist, and the way the smooth globes of his big fat gigantic muscle ass just spilled out so obscenely from the straps that tried their best to hold on for dear life just as much, all of the Hale patriarch was just downright sinful. Dom was just all beef and curves--a body that just practically oozed sensual might.
Juicy. Ripe.
The beefy Hale muscle-alpha had always been proud to show himself off to those who deserved it--and even more as he opened the fridge and looked over his shoulder. "You like em' ice cold?" Dom called out. Again, he didn't really wait for Aidan to speak to him--and even still, it wasn't at all malicious. Salacious? More like. Dominic was more focused on making sure that Aidan's eyes were on him. So when he saw that hint of his sweet blond hair peeking around the edge of the doorway, the heavyweight muscle wolf was already reaching inside the fridge. Bent over. Ass out. And with Dom reaching deeper and all the way back for the coldest bottle, he just had to push them beefy globes out even more--enough that he could feel them part just a little and feel that creeping tickle of vulnerability even from such a little flash of his smooth tight muscle-alpha pucker. Fuck. Dom licked his lips as he waited for that reply.
"Can't have it any other way," the buxom jock replied promptly. His voice, a little less tense.
Dom straightened back up to his imposing height and breadth and sauntered on towards the island counter with an easy bounce to his beefy brawn before he set their bottles down with a soft clink. He took an opener out from one of the drawers and once again, just from merely holding everything in place and that minimal effort needed to pop that cap out, his powerful arms were quick to flex once more into massive boulders that were even enough to further urge his bloated muscle tits to rise--almost to a spill. No wonder that bottle cap popped off with a clink and a hiss and hit him squarely on his juicy gumdrop nipple: an icy graze enough to jolt him into a slight jerk--all before he gave the pert nub a firm graze of his thumb as if to quickly rub the sensation off of him. Even a damn bottle cap was trying to cop a feel--and it's easy to blame the fact that the fat nubs that crowned his juicy muscle tits were already hard from the cold air that they had turned into such easy targets. Fuck. Dom just played it off cool and proceeded to uncap that other bottle before walking back up to his guest and held it up to him as an offering.
"No shit. You like it cold in the throat too--" Dominic just couldn't help but tease the guy--though he quickly continued to poke on with a little more playfulness with that easy smirk under that beard and another encouraging nod. "See? We're already bonding. I ain't that bad--and you're being a good boy." Another nod came as he raised his own bottle slightly as acknowledgement before walking back into the comfort of the living room. That pause wasn't lost on him. And with how the night seemed to be rolling on, the Hale patriarch was just a little more eager and curious to how everything could continue to unfold. Aidan being appreciative was a start. Dom kept his eye on him as the younger muscle bull took a swig of his beer with an even more appreciative and welcoming swell of his beefy pec-breasts.
Dom, in turn, plopped down onto the couch with yet another firm bounce from his bulging tits as he purely expected the other to follow suit. He even nodded to the side of the couch for good measure too. And sure enough, with those cute dimples flashing once more with the smile that had now come a little easier, Aidan let out a soft grunt as his own heaving mass sank down onto the cushions with a slow eke. The way his beefy muscle breasts jiggled just as easily too was yet another welcome sight for Dom to drink in--even more as that tight shirt had been straining so hard against those slabs that the shirt practically kept them hoisted up. Heat began to tease Dom further from the edges of his mind. And as he took another swig from his own bottle to welcome the cloy of comfort, he settled back even more and even let his meaty thighs splay open like he literally owned the place--that and to offer the vision of himself to his guest even more since he did admit he was all fine and dandy with it.
"I guess if Derek's gonna take a while, might as well..." Aidan replied as he finally relented and helped himself with a heartier swig as well, much to Dom's delight--all while he let his eyes rake onto all that heaving brawn with a welcome warmth in his gaze as that gulp led into another swell. After all, the more the beefy muscle-alpha watched the pretty young stud, the more that the loneliness in him reached out to that heat that was already blazing trails deep with the rise of his own bloated muscle tits that glowed all the more under the dancing light of the fire--even enough to put a little shine on to the rich sun-kissed puffiness of his areolas that seemed to stretch with the swell as if his gum-drop nipples weren't already demanding attention from how they pushed out more too. Fuck. Dom licked his lips to welcome another sip. And it certainly didn't help that the heat fought against the cold air that seemed to prickle so gently along every smooth and perfectly hewn inch of his big beefy body that was already rendered naked and exposed--and with how he was practically just squeezed into that skimpy jockstrap, that subtle sensation was just simply crawling all over his ripe heaving brawn. Dom's proud broad chest rose on once more--even more from another tilt of the bottle that had him gulping in more than half of his beer. Besides, it was all the more a goad for Aidan to just keep on with his drink too and let himself sink further into the comfort of Dom's home.
"That's right. You should relax. I already got you to drink--so I can't, in good conscience, let you drive through the night." The Hale patriarch teased as he held both of his hands up in surrender to the little predicament that just simply sprung up the moment he saw Aidan finally drink just as much of his beer if not more. And with Dom's eyes already raking on all that beef before him, he couldn't help but feel his lip tug for a smirk as he watched Aidan take an adorable pause upon the realization that he walked into Dom's cheeky trap--that and the boyish smile that followed when he knew he just got got.
"Aw--shit, sir." Aidan's beefy tits jerked into a jiggle from his own chuckle. Where Derek got his friend from, Dom surely wanted to know--and if there's more of them.
"Hey, this place ain't shit, at least. And I insist you stay--and feel right at home. Just kick back and relax, son." Dom gestured towards the guy's feet with his own encouragement--which Aidan was open to follow. And while Aidan heaved on another grunt as he leaned forward to reach down and undo his laces with his meaty muscle tits practically getting squeezed against his thighs from such a simple act, Dom let the ripe sight taunt at him even more as he let his large hands move up along his own nape and squeeze at the thick bands of muscles right there. Get rid of that tightness, to say the least. And with his proud brawn easily outsizing the younger bull, his arms just ballooned into ridiculous proportions as the cords and bulges hardened and swelled and continued the display of their sheer power with how they led down onto the alpha's hairy pits and the mighty spread of his lats. He let his spine tighten then. He arched out. All at once his smooth muscle-bound physique grew taut while his proud meaty chest pushed out. It became easier for the breeze to crawl along those enormous slabs of pec meat then--and it was Dom's cue to bring his hands back down towards the hefty swell of his big beefy muscle-alpha tits.
That contact was enough to have him tighten up more and have his hard abs ripple--and to have him push his tits out more and have them spill out obscenely.
And with his warm touch taming that cool tingle that kept their soft kisses along the smooth supple fullness of his big beefy alpha muscle breasts, Dom's lips parted for a soundless sigh that he couldn't help but indulge into--especially with how he let his thumbs finally graze along the edge of his large puffy areolas that he just had to trace around in circles. Shit. The mighty Hale patriarch felt that shudder come in and had him surrender into a buck of his hips as the awakened nerves of his dangerously sensitive nipples were quick to punish him for trying to steal a little moment for himself. Fuck. Yeah. Dom couldn't fucking help it. His eyes darted aside to see Aidan was still kicking at his shoes. And right then, the heaving muscle-alpha just needed to let his fingers pinch the pert prize of his juicy nubs and feel that pleasure just creep in a soft jolt straight towards his fat jock-clad dad cock. His jaws clenched. But at least he had managed to keep that moan in.
Though in his defense, while loneliness and that heat was easy to blame, Dom wasn't really scrounging the bottom of the barrel in the name of intimate release--nor did they come too far in between. Sometimes, sure--and sure enough it was fucking frustrating. But for the most part, the Hale patriarch was just too damn horny all the time. Maybe it was in his nature of being an alpha. Always in heat. Always ready to rut. Just too damn virile for his own good. It even got him into trouble more times that he'd care to admit. That as Dom tried to risk another tease as he tugged at his large gumdrop nipples and forced that moan to quickly rise up, the beefy alpha just had to bite down his lip to keep it in once more--that and the memory that came with it. He couldn't count the times he had been reckless--out there snooping around... saving the world. Helping the pack. Peter. His darling pup. But all the while he didn't mind his state of dress--or lack thereof. They were shifters, after all. Mighty beasts. If not fully naked, something was bound to rip. Something was bound to spill. Burst. Dom couldn't count the moments where he'd been out and about and completely clueless about how his juicy nipples had slipped out of his tank top.
Dominic would only realize his naughty vulnerability when some fucking pervert had taken the opportunity to exploit the moment--and it would've been too late for the proud wolf. His beefy muscle-alpha body would've been enslaved then as it had always been so damn easy to tame him by his sensitive nipples. Shit. Dom forced his low growl back down his throat in a thick swallow. And right before Aidan could catch him feeling himself up for feeling so damn horny, the wolf was already keeping the heat in check with a gulp from his beer and a slight labor of his sigh through it all. Guilt remained, albeit kept within his smirk. And to think that he wasn't the only one cursed with it. Peter could be quite the slut too when his own big beefy tits gets perved on. It's just too bad his sweet juicy brother wasn't around for fucking playtime.
Aidan is though. Dom let his smirk hold as he watched the other plop back with another swig of his own beer. Bare feet on the coffee table. All comfy.
"There's fucking plenty of room too--" Dom continued with a nod--and a nod towards the rooms above them. "It's not like you're new to the place either. All this house and just the two of us--" Dom let those words hang a little bit longer as he tried to ease everything into it--even more as he watched Aidan lick his lips after his finishing swig. Plump lips. All red. Sweet. Dom swirled his own bottle to scoop the remnants of that last gulp for himself, but the excitement that he was trying to keep in must've gotten the best of him as he tilted the bottle enough to have half of it dribble out his lip and down his chin. And sure enough, as the old wolf's big beefy pec-breasts just shamelessly pushed out in their obscene swell, that spill just had to trickle down onto his chest in a line that so obviously traced the contour of that busty fullness--and even more as iit glistened under the light of the fire. Dom just had to act quick and set his bottle down to reach up his heaving pec to wipe off that naughty rebel droplet--though not quick enough that it seemed to have known how sensitive Dom's nipple was that it just had to race there and almost force a soft hiss out of him. And with his towel draped on the other seat and with not even a box of tissues nearby, the Hale muscle-alpha just had to swipe his thumb over his already tingling gumdrop nub, practically causing it to be pressed upwards then around and against the nudge of that pad as if Dom's thumb was challenging his nipple's pert firmness.
"You good, sir?"
"Ah--y-eah--" Dom managed to let his words spill out of his chuckle and effectively kept that moan tamed inside his chest--even more as he pressed his thumb against his lips to suckle the remnants of his last beer. In some other circumstance, in some lecherous twist of events with some creep who might have managed to take advantage of Dom's juicy alpha nipples with a naughty sting and a nasty dose of some suspiciously perverted venom, Dom just knew that he would've been all huffy from the taste of milk and utter humiliation. Good thing it wasn't the case--and the alpha was all the more keen on such a kind of pleasure that he was willing to chase it within the growing warmth that only the two of them had been sharing.
"Maybe I really should stick around--old folks shouldn't be left alone. Especially with accidents." Aidan whipped out his own tease--though it was one that came easy with yet another dimpled smirk of his. And sure enough, while Dom felt his brow quirk from the sudden audacity, he was quick to play along with a roll of his eyes and a scoff to boot. Little shit. No wonder he and Derek are friends.
"Yeah--all fun and games until I ground you and send you up to my boy's room--" Dom threw it back with a heartier chuckle as he let himself sink against the corner of the couch to have himself turn even more towards the young bull--and that included his jock-clad bulge that looked a little fatter too... no thanks to that fleeting moment of a nipple play that he just couldn't resist indulging in. Though with how Dom's eyes were already raking onto that form, his quirked brow furrowed into curiosity as he finally found a way through the fog in between them--a way that he could finally strike his flint with.
Besides, it was always the sweetest things that can lure easily.
"Though I must say--" Dom's eyes narrowed at Aidan and with a soft grunt, he pushed himself off of his corner to lean closer towards the blond bull. With it, the heft of his brawn rolled with his movement: muscles swelled and heaved just as his beefy muscle tits swayed in their fulsome heft before his massive arm stretched out to reach for Aidan's own. What slight movement that Aidan did, either to ease away or adjust, Dom quickly smothered down with his wooing. "--see your arm here?" Dom let his large paw press against the impressive bicep of the young bull before giving it a slight squeeze. "I'd reckon you're bigger than my son. I don't think you'd fit all cozy in his room--" the Hale alpha offered a soft chuckle and an encouraging nod. It was easy when there was sincerity involved, after all--and a firmer squeeze when Aidan was the one who welcomed the advance with how he tried to curl his arm and practically had it swell up like a damn basketball. A bit bigger even. Shit. Dom breathed out another appreciative chuckle before he scooted on closer.
"You think so, sir?" Aidan's boyish smirk was quick to come back--and Dom surely loved seeing those pretty blue eyes of his brighten against the fire. And he loved it more that Aidan was seeking validation from him. No wonder he caught what the old wolf was throwing. Then again, why won't he? Dom is the Hale alpha for a reason. "Derek likes to say he's got me beat--"
"Nah--" a wolf in a hunt would see it through. And Dom let that instinct come to him easily as he let his large hand move up from that bicep to give that massive deltoid the squeeze it needed. He even let his fingers push up the hem of that poor sleeve--and Aidan seemed to be just as encouraging as his own tits smushed together under his shirt as he reached for the sleeve with his other hand to pull it up and help Dom out. And there it was, with how much the sleeve was willing to show without ripping, Aidan's shoulder was just as impressive. Sincerity continued to slip through Dom's smirk while he gave another nod and kept his palm pressed for another squeeze to feel that hard ball of muscle that just reeked of pure power. "Derek looks great--he's got his old man's genes, after all. But he's still on his way there..." the old wolf hummed low as the distance began to shrink between them, though his emphasis remained just as firm. Derek surely wasn't slacking, and he'd still leave some run of the mill musclehead eating dust if pitted against him. They're just simply a cut above the rest--Aidan included. And if Derek and Aidan's little investigation could bring the blond bull's true nature into the light sooner or later, then that might explain things.
But as far as the Hale alpha was concerned, he'd rather investigate all of Derek's beefcake stud of a friend instead.
And all that Dom needed to do was to continue on to prod at that sweet center.
"Bet you worked your ass off to get these guns on you too, didn't you?" Dom mused. Aidan tensed. Blushed. Damn right. "Muscles like this? They just don't come from trees, I'd tell you that much..." The old wolf just let his words fade into his soft chuckle while his large hand slid back down and around as an attempt to urge Aidan to flex his arm properly this time by trying to nudge at his thick tricep in an upwards manner. Sure, they both know that that's right--the usual fluff of hard work and determination. But Dom knew that Aidan sure did appreciate being praised for being on the right track--especially from the likes of him.
He easily proved it too, after all.
"Yes sir--" Aidan hissed through his smirk, almost labored--all because he indulged Dom with a classic single bicep pose and really made sure that the damn beast popped. The old wolf, in turn, rewarded him with a nod while he smirked at that one special word this time too as it was all the more a proof of Aidan's sweet eagerness that was a goad to Dom's own sweet core. Sir. Fuck yeah. Damn right. And with that massive ball of muscle swelling once more as vein and sinew pushed themselves out into detail while that sleeve just had to relent with how it slid back and showed off more of Aidan's arm, Dom let out another approving hum as his large hand found itself pressing onto that pure hard beef once more. "--I get my pumps all day of the week, sir!"
"Well shit. I could tell--" Dom continued to strike at the iron while it's hot as he scooted closer. Take up the space. Make sure that Aidan knows who's the man of the house. Though with how Dom's other hand reached out to Aidan, it seemed like the young bull knew that already as he was quick to lift his other arm as well and went straight into a double bicep pose. Damn right. See? Aidan already knew what to do. And sure enough, Dom helped himself with those twin peaks as he gave them a squeeze. Harder. Firmer. The old wolf challenged them--he wanted Aidan to feel that he was being tested because he knew damn well that Aidan would try and prove himself to him. And he did. The young bull flexed harder. Dom let more of his approval slip out through his low sigh as he squeezed back against it and let that smirk curl up from underneath his beard. "Yeah... definitely bigger than my boy's--" Dom's strong hands moved back up to the thick bulk of those shoulders--his traps. And it was at that moment that the old wolf struck gold once more. Aidan tensed. Aidan sighed. And with how Dom let his fingers curl into the hard flesh of those traps once more, it was easy to take note how the Hale muscle-alpha almost squeezed a moan out of the young man. All tight. Damn right. Aidan might've even felt that all over his beefy body--but before Dom could even give Aidan the satisfaction that he could've gotten from another squeeze against his tight knots, the old wolf just taunted him more with how he let his hands slide down instead and finally rubbed against the proud swell of Aidan's big juicy muscle tits.
"Look at the tits on you, boy--damn..." Dom hummed as he leaned closer--close enough that he easily caught how Aidan's sigh came with a shaky warmth that Dom certainly took note of... especially that part where he had seemed to have gotten away with a little naughty word. Dom was right, anyway. That with how the old wolf continued on with a squeeze as he dug his fingers into the juicy slabs that swelled back up as if in reply to the pressing sensations, Dom kept his smirk all to himself. Damn right. Soft yet firm. Juicy yet strong. Dom could feel a little squish but it was all power just the same. And with how the old wolf kneaded on and tried to push against that obscene fullness that he could feel spill out between his fingers in all of their bloated swell, how Aidan's eyes fluttered as the sound remained caught in his throat wasn't lost on the keened muscle-alpha. Sensitive. A little twinge of guilt teased within the heat at the edge of Dom's mind as he did busy himself with playing with his own nipple not too long ago. Fucking ripe muscle pec-tits. Dom smirked. It takes one to fucking know one apparently.
"Y--yes sir..." Aidan's voice was low. Almost a whisper between the two of them. Hot. Dom took note of that too. And with how easy it was to pretend that feeling up the young bull's busty milkers was part of his appraisal, he continued to lure Aidan even deeper into the same warmth that had been bothering Dom by letting his hands roll out to the outer sides of those big beefy pec-breasts and squeezed them together. Shit. For a moment, certain thoughts raced through the old wolf's mind especially when he saw just how deep Aidan's cleavage had appeared to become that his tits practically munched his tight shirt in between each heavy pec slab. Dom's cock seemed to have read his mind as he felt himself throb in the mere idea of slotting himself into the young bull's beefy muscle tits. Yeah. Damn right. He knew Aidan was a tit bitch indeed. It was all the more the reason that Dom found the man worthy of his indulgence.
Aidan truly was a good fit in their pack.
--and it was time for Dom to go in for the kill.
"I gotta say though--" the old wolf continued on and kept that buzz creeping on through the big beefy buck of a stud with how his meaty palms remained in contact with those juicy muscle tits of his. And with how Dom could feel them swell up from what rise that came from the sigh that slowly eased through Aidan's plump lips, he knew that he's on the right track. Dom assumed right that they're sensitive--but it did help that the Hale muscle-alpha got his hands on a young fine bull who's got all that raging testosterone in him. "You sure got Derek beat, but not by a big margin. He's being cocky about his shit now, but he works just as much as you, yeah?" Dom's words settled low still. Just between the two of them--just like how that soft gasp was just meant for the two of them when Dom let his thumbs graze over those pink nubs that kept poking out of that tight shirt that strained to the point of thinning.
"Y--yes sir..."
The corner of Dom's lips tugged for another smirk. Damn right.
"But hey. Like I said, you're welcome to stick around. Who knows..." Dom's fist curled into a ball. And just like before, Aidan seemed to know what to do--and knew better to actually do it for him. Dom could feel the weight of one of Aidan's heavy tits to roll, and swell, and bounce onto the cupping of his other hand that was still squeezing at it--all from the young bull's attempt to flex his pec-breasts to harden and accept that firm clap of a punch that Dom pressed right onto that heaving slab of tit muscle. Dom chuckled then. And with his own approving hum, he set his brown eyes to meet those blues that danced with the fire. "--maybe old folks like me could teach you a thing or two..." The old wolf eased back--though not before he took note of how those meaty breasts seemed to rise towards him like Aidan was trying to chase the feeling. Big beefy muscle tit bitch. Just like Derek. Like Peter. Like him. Well, in secret at least--the Hales still preferred to hold a great sense of pride in them. Dom most of all. And it was in that same line of reasoning that Dom was tempted to assume that Aidan was just like him--that such a surrender might have been because the young bull had deemed Dom as someone who deserves to handle someone like him. Maybe. At the very least, Dom had already arrived at such a conclusion as far as he's concerned.
Aidan deserved to see more of him--and feel more of him.
Just like the good boy that he is.
"See?" Dom eased further, but only to finally give that tease of a sight to Aidan as he stood back up once more to his impressive height and breadth that the fires that danced and sculpted Aidan's beefy body became shrouded in shadow of the old wolf's mountainous and muscular looming--and even more as it was his turn to show off his guns with his own double bicep pose. Even from the rise of his arms alone, the proud Hale alpha has already won cleanly with how each of his massive biceps peaked way beyond basketballs--and even bigger still as he let that push rise up from the hard flex of his abs that tightened before his heave rose up to the twin mounds of his gigantic muscle pec-breasts. It was more than enough to have his shadows creep on more across the walls and the ceiling and unto his rapt audience. Though with what minimal effort that Dom breathed out as a soft grunt as he turned to one of his arms to watch its proud swell, irony still teased him from the unwelcome memories that seemed to creep on through with his already thrumming heat.
To think Dom has had his fair share of perverts who managed to get their hands on him and then some--those fair share of moments where they had him caught. Pinned. Roped. Chained. Even cursed with magical bonds. Even then, his mighty arms swelled with pure power. Right back in reality, Dom did just the same with a harder curl as he turned his attention to his other arm--and all the more it was so easy to imagine how he used to pull at his restraints. Flexing. Grunting. And with how the memory sunk further into his struggle, into how he bucked and pulled with his body into the freedom he demanded in growls and his fiery threats, Dom couldn't help but let it seep out into reality. Slight, at the very least. The mighty muscle-alpha bucked at the air with his proud, meaty, jock-clad bulge pushing out slowly with the roll of his tight body--almost like a stripper. Another story for another day. The sensual sway of his wide hips and his crotch was at least an easy excuse to lead it up to another roll of his abs. Each cobble flexed. Tightened. And once more, as the tension boiled up to his huge pecs, the enormously swollen mounds of his beefy muscle breasts just pushed out into a bouncing spill--especially with how he rolled his shoulders to reload the flex of his arms and easily goaded his obscenely juicy pec-tits once more to jostle about.
And they got their hands on them too. Fucking perverts. Feeling up his proud off-limits beef with him being so helpless against it. And even then, as the memory of their wily and unwelcome touches--their flicks and pinches--tainted the steely focus in the alpha's mind, his meaty cock surrendered itself into another tease with another throb while he himself breathed out a rough scrape of a growl.
"Damn sir..." It was Aidan's turn to breathe out his own gruff whisper. At the very least, Dom wasn't too lost in his naughty reminiscence as he turned to the young bull with a smirk--and another scoff--that was once more kept in between the two of them. As if their proximity was their little secret. As if their open permission to touch each other was their little secret. And as Aidan's own strong hand reached up to finally feel Dom's swollen bicep, the old wolf let out a soft scoff as he welcomed the mere sensation of someone else's skin against his own--and all in the name of reverence too. Damn right. Dom let those strong fingers dig into the firm boulder of his arm as he knew fully that he could easily fight back against it with a harder flex that only seemed to goad more of those feeling touches.
"Damn right, son..." The Hale muscle-alpha teased as he let the weight of that mirrored word slip low from the gentler woo of his voice. And as they inched even closer--enough that both of their full and heavy muscle pec-breasts were once more tempted to close that very slight gap that grew even smaller with how they heaved from the way they practically breathed in that same warm air--Dom still pushed to tilt his arm towards Aidan so he can encourage the young muscle-bull to just feel more of it. To which he did. Firmer. Harder. Dom smirked as he raised his arm higher to get that thing level with Aidan's face--enough to even show off the fanning hairs of his armpit. Even then, maybe all thanks to his primal lycan senses, that testosterone-laden man musk still emanated from him. Dom could even whiff off more of that ripe scent while he leaned towards Aidan with that flexed arm--as if to urge the blond stud to set those pretty blue eyes of his on what the alpha was looking at. "You see that? All power. Right there." Dom hummed. He tilted his head towards Aidan and felt the heat inside of him just grow more--and even more as they continued to share the breaths that they could both hear at that point.
Close.
Closer.
Only when Aidan eased back a little that the space between them widened--but it was only for some wiggle room for the young bull to reach up to Dom's bicep with both hands this time. Of course Dom was quick to indulge as he flexed his arm tighter to push against the press that now came from both sides. And all the more, that touch easily seeped into his core as every squeeze felt deliberate in its adoration--and Dom just continued to goad Aidan with how he then stretched his arm out so those hands could feel how the flex of his muscles shift from the swell of his bicep into the swell of his tricep. His forearm. And to feel Aidan's hands slide up there had him twisting his arm into his wrist so he could tighten those cords for him as well.
Damn right.
The lull was easy to sink into. The dance. Dom could already see it in Aidan's eyes as he shifted his attention to Dom's other arm--one that the old wolf duly flexed for his rapt audience as the juicy fullness of his alpha muscle pec-tits rose up from that rolling warmth of intoxicating pride. Right there. Yeah. Those strong hands found their way through the map that was offered by the beef-clad alpha's fully bared torso. Through the dips and the bulges--through the swell from how they heaved from the mere contact--those careful yet eager touches goaded more of that hunger from deep with the beast even more... so much so that Dom could only let himself groan through the ease of his hum to keep himself in check. The prior adoration from his other arm had already been sparking that certain need after all--to be rubbed... to be felt up. Good thing Aidan was quick to follow--and Dom's lips curled up for another smirk as he watched those blue eyes flash through what little light of the fire that managed to glow over Dom's ridiculously broad shoulder. And as he watched that gaze fall back onto his arm, Dom held his flex up once more--and even closer to Aidan's face that he could almost feel the warm tease of that sigh. Fuck.
"Don't think you'll ever see arms this massive, son..."
"N-no, sir..."
Fuck.
Aidan breathed in. Aidan breathed on. And as the muscle-bound wolf watched that gaze shift further--melt further--he let his lips part for another sigh as the slow heaves of their seemingly rugged breaths continued to fill that warm thrumming silence that they shared. Literally too. Their big beefy bodies stood close. Closer. They felt close enough that Dom could sense the warmth of the other's body--even more as the cold night continued to wrap around them in the closeness that they had settled in. Together. They felt close enough that Aidan let his one hand move down onto Dom's side and all that the old wolf could offer in return was another soft hum--and even more as Aidan squeezed and watched Dom's bicep swell up once more while his thick fingers traced along the proud lines of his veins. Closer. He could feel more of Aidan's warm sigh against his skin this time.
Damn right.
The young muscle-bull was losing himself in the allure of pure muscle.
Dom couldn't help but have his free hand reach up to clasp the other's massive shoulder and helped himself with his own squeeze at that hard boulder of muscle as well. It was a tease of mutual adoration--a goad of the same tingling sensations wrought from the secret intentions of a groping touch. A secret between the two of them. That with Aidan's hand sliding up to the edge of Dom's wide lateral to keep himself in place while his claim on that bicep eased back down along the thick bulge of Dom's tricep, the old wolf just had to let his hand move further up like it was some heated game of cat and mouse. Dom's large hand clasped Aidan's nape. His thumb grazed along the slight scruff along the edge of the young bull's jaw and took in the sound of that sigh that came from the rise of those beefy muscle tits that finally nudged Dom's own heaving breasts in a slight graze.
"How about you give it a kiss, son?" Dom finally went for it as his voice grew lower. Firmer. The old wolf knew that there still was some semblance of a risk to it, after all--such a prod could make or break their little game. It was all the more the reason for Dom to hold his flex harder and raise his massively swollen bicep a little bit more closer to the young bull's face... practically some kind of attempt to smother onto any chance for him to think--especially when Aidan was already deep into it with how he was literally breathing down onto the peaked boulder of his arm.
Fortunately for him, Aidan's a good boy.
All that the young bull needed to do was to bridge that warm sliver of a gap with an easy press of his soft lips against hard muscle. And all at once, from sensation and satisfaction both, Dom's beefy muscle tits rose to push out that low growl as the sparks from that special kind of contact were quick to crawl through the entirety of his mighty beastly body. And that was exactly what it was, a spark. Dom didn't even need to tease with words to goad Aidan on with it--the press of the lips and the sigh against his skin was quick to turn into another kiss. Right on the vein. Dom could feel that certain contact map along the impression of it--both lips and by breath--and it was all the more a spur to the rolling warmth along Dom's skin that all he could do was bite down on a growl. Damn right. Fuck. "All y-yours, son--" Dom hummed through his smirk, all thanks to Aidan replying with his hand holding firm along the old wolf's tight waist instead--just so he could keep himself close to that bulging bicep. And Aidan sure did help himself with it. Dom felt those lips part slightly against the peak of his bicep, almost as if Aidan was sucking slightly at the skin as if he's really savoring the warmth and power that the beef-packed Hale muscle-alpha was giving him--and he helped himself more with how his lips moved to do the same along the thick base of Dom's forearm.
All the while, Dom's grasp on Aidan's nape was getting a little more impatient from the mere sensation of a mouth against his skin. It was almost a curse, really--even more as his fair share of his more lecherous troubles was just as quick to slither along the heat that had been haunting him from the edge of his mind. Those perverts tried to savor him too. Taste him. Suckle. And with how the memory of their wretched touch--of their mouths--continued to trickle into his growing heat like a damn taint that he couldn't help but be vulnerable to, it didn't take much for him to let go of Aidan... especially when the young bull continued to feel around and along his bicep with the press of his parted lips all spurred within his own initiative--and all within Aidan's own need to worship the muscle-bound alpha. Fuck. Dom growled. Growled on. With Aidan's mouth moving along the hard swell of his massive shoulder, Dom couldn't help but let himself feel the tease of his own free hand as well. Right there. Dom let his large hand press just underneath his collarbone as the beefy fullness of his juicy pec-breasts rose once more for that slow yet rugged ease of a sigh.
Already, the need for purchase taunted the old wolf. He let his flexed arm curl just a little more so his fingers can grasp at the back of Aidan's head as if trapping him into a head lock that the young bull so willingly welcomed anyway. If it wasn't for his senses, Dom would've missed the way that growl heaved against his bicep--no thanks to the sin of the old wolf's own touch as he let the creeping sparks of his lust continued to lead his hand along the obscene swell of his beefy pec-breast. Fuck. Right there. "C--come on, boy..." Dom urged with the words that he forced out through the ease of his chuckle--all before the rising heat in his chest had him biting down on his lip. His secret indulgence came swiftly under the command of his own body, after all. With his thumb finally finding its way back onto the edge of his wide puffy areola, Dom let his head loll back to free that knot of a sigh that demanded to rise up into a deep groan--all from that sensation that easily melted into the heave of his juicy pec-breasts as he began to trace around the succulent pinkness. Fuck. Dom was no stranger to a slew of teases that made sure he remained helpless. Tamed. The teasing waves were unstoppable after all. Because even in the safety and privacy of Dom's own lonesome, he succumbed to the same guilt when it came to the weaknesses of his own damn muscle brawn.
"Fuck--" Dom groaned. And with his fingers finally teasing that large gumdrop nub of his nipple with a naughty little pinch once again, the alpha's overdeveloped muscle breasts were quick to swell once more for yet another push of a groan that he just had to breathe out. That was the song that they shared, after all. Groans. Low. Deep. They began to heave like the big beefy muscle beasts in heat that they are--and even more as Dom continued to tease himself with his firm and deliberate thumbing all over and across the puffy softness of his large and dangerously sensitive areola... and against his equally dangerously sensitive nipple. At this point, his tingling nub was already anxiously hard. Swollen. And all the more, the mighty muscle-alpha felt himself buck against the air as the piling sensations that trickled and crawled all over his torso just needed somewhere to pool into while he further lost himself in the growing fog of his lust. Dom was beginning to go on auto-pilot almost. That with Aidan sinking further into his own mission as he let his lips move lower along his bicep, Dom breathed out a low growl as he raised his arm in full and reached to the back of his head.
Sure enough, Aidan leaned more and higher and smothered his face against the underside of Dom's arm. His lips found their way along the massive bulge of the old wolf's tricep as it swelled even more with how Dom twisted his arm just a bit--and even more as Aidan used his free hand to reach up as well to squeeze Dom's thickly flexed forearm. Fuck. Yes. Dom breathed through a snort. With the two of them succumbing deeper into their heat and with how they had been keeping close, it was beginning to feel a little sticky. Stuffy. Musky. It wasn't just Dom's now, but Aidan's too. Damn right. They're just two big beefy muscle beasts, yeah? Two fucking big beefy musky muscle beasts. Though with how the beefier alpha gave his juicy nipple a little twist as he just gave in to his own self-pleasure, that sharp intake of air that forced his heavy muscle tits to hitch was more than enough for him to whiff off that other scent too. Him. Aidan's. The old alpha gave a low growl as he felt the young bull's nose press against the hairs of his armpit while the hand that Aidan pressed against his wide lateral began to goad more of those creeping sensations right along there too with such simple rubs. And all at once, Dom's body bucked on. His tight, tapered, torso twisted just a bit as the areas where he was being teased and touched were getting him all buzzed with the rush. Fuck. Dom growled. Aidan too. And with another snort, Dom kneaded his heaving muscle breast as he breathed in more of that certain scent.
Heat. Dom groaned once more. Aidan too. And in that warm air that they were both taking in, the old wolf was getting drunk in this swelling weight that was mingling with his. Heat. His heat. Dom was starting to smell Aidan's own heat.
And with such a cloying sweetness growing in between them, Dom pressed the side of his face against the impressive boulder of his bicep and had their faces come too close once again. The old wolf's eyes fluttered--and with another groan, he set his sights upon Aidan's stupor through his half-lidded gaze while his lips parted a bit more for a groan that he felt melt against his skin just like Aidan's kisses. Fuck. He tugged at his juicy nipple--and this time, it was more than enough to pull at it all taut that his areola stretched just a bit off of the obscene swell of his beefy muscle breast. It was more than enough to just instantly further the rush of need that was already churning within the old wolf and had him buck his hips once more with the obscene swell of his meaty cock that pushed even more and pressed a bit more of its bursting threat against the poor stretch of his meat-packed jock pouch. Fuck. Need melted on--and Dom felt it spread even more along his body as he let their shared movements have him surrender into throwing his head back as those sweet soft lips moved along his collar bone instead. Then higher. Aidan nuzzled Dom right there at the edge of this thickly grizzled jaw and all at once, the dizzying cloy just flooded straight into the fulsome heave of his chest and swelled against the same busty resistance from the other's own rack of juicy pec-breasts as their bodies further aligned back together.
Fuck.
Dom's arm eased back down as Aidan's lips moved along his own thick neck--and he quickly found his purchase along the young bull's massive arm as he just couldn't help himself but take a handful of that pure hard beef as well. Or tried to, at least. But as the sensations just bloomed from such a tender spot of his as Aidan breathed low against the crook of his neck from a smothering of a mouthed kiss, the old wolf couldn't help but yearn for the same thrumming sweetness that they both knew had now burned between them--and blurred between them. No pretenses--not when Dom continued to chase that nagging caress of desire with a greater boldness now that he knew that everything was right where he wanted it. And the same could be said with Aidan too as Dom felt that strong hand on his waist pull him even closer against his own brawny form. Damn right. The Hale muscle-alpha tilted his head against Aidan's that he could hear the both of them growl as they breathed in the same air they breathed out once more--and even deeper within the symphony of their groans while the heaving swells of their bodies began to knead onto each other. Fleshy juicy muscle pec-breasts against fleshy juicy muscle pec-breasts. Dom even have to give up the pleasure he was rubbing into the tingling need of his hard nipple as his thumb circled at his juicy areola one last time before he let his hand reach down to clasp the thick cords of the forearm that he could feel on that side of his body.
Sure, the intoxicating woo of their heat was more than enough to pull them into that exhilarating embrace--to have their eyes flutter shut as the blur of those settled shadows and the soft dancing amber light of the fireplace almost melded together with how the cloy thickened even more within the two of them. Still, they found their way within their mapping lips. Higher. Closer. Sweeter. Aidan let his lips press against Dom's beard and groaned against that rough warmth--all while the old wolf found himself receptive to the gentle claim that he finally tilted his head towards where he could feel that warm breath. Those lips. His lips. Theirs. The moment their kiss finally found each other in the darkness, the big beefy muscle beasts whimpered out their moans in a messy unison of spilling heaves and soft suckles. Damn right. Sweeter and sweeter, still. And as Dom snarled against the kiss that he welcomed with his own claim, his fingers followed with how they dug into the cords of the mighty muscles that he could feel.
It was easy for their bodies to slot together from how they chased that sweet rush together with the seeking contact of their lips. That with how their kiss deepened, the both of them shared the taste of their soft sensual moans as their attempt to breathe through that hungry indulgence had their massive muscle breasts thump against each other even more--each juicy slab just tried to stake a claim onto the ones they pushed against in a soft and yet firm swell and jiggle. Dom's blood boiled--all the more in passion and never in rage. That with how the Hale muscle-alpha felt that hand on his waist tighten into the pressing of their bodies, his own hand moved from Aidan's bulging bicep and straight back up the thickness of the young bull's nape and kept him in place with the claim of that gentle yet firm clasp of his large paw.
Dom's tongue advanced. Slithered. He demanded more of that taste too as the sinfully slippery sensations of their slithering tongues only smothered at the rising moan within the old wolf's throat--and even more as he was practically swallowing gulps of pure lust. Fuck. Once more the broad and beefy swell of the Hale muscle-alpha's huge muscle pec-breasts rose for that need. Once more, they rolled against the bounce of the broad and beefy fullness of Aidan's own jock-grade muscle tits--that, and then some. With both of their tits stuck in the juicy stalemate of their voluptuous jostling as they continued to sink into the cloy of their shared groans, it was easy for their bodies to betray them with nothing but a mere brush. A mere graze. That with how their juicy muscle breasts tried to fight for their freedom to spill out and burst all over and against each other and declare themselves the beefier and meatier victor of all tits, it made the jolting contact of their large plump nipples as a mere matter of when than a mere matter of if.
"--o--ough!"
--or maybe the if had come too quickly that it was barely a matter of when.
Dom's moan so easily flooded into Aidan's sweet lips as their kiss did nothing to suppress the shudder-inducing sparks wrought from the swollen nubs of their dangerously sensitive nipples nudging at each other in their firm pertness. And it seemed like it was enough of a command to spur Aidan into action as his body bucked and shifted--enough that Dom let out another deep and sensual groan into the kiss that they shared as his cock-packed pouch pressed and rolled against that denim-clad jock bulge of his beefy young bull of a lover. And before Dom could even try and recover from it, as the heat and the sinful sparks of their shared pleasure just bloomed all over and deep within the old wolf's heaving muscle tits, Aidan was already moving. Dom wasn't at all bullish with his grasp when Aidan eased away from the clasp at his nape, after all--especially not when the blond bombshell never planned to fully part himself from his muscle-alpha in the first place. He only needed some room to let his hands move. Dom felt it too. That with Aidan's rubbing touch that was planted along his waist, and the one that pressed along his arm, sunk together into the hard cobbles of that tight abdomen, Dom felt himself flex as his core goaded at immediate rise as if to move in sync with the hands that finally slid up to try and cup the old wolf's big, juicy, beefy, and heavy, man-mammaries.
"F--fuck--"
Already toyed and teased, the creeping tingles so easily laid claim all over and deep within the obscene fullness of Dom's big juicy muscle breasts--and even more as the young bull's attempt to grab onto them more only jolted sweet torture right into the anxious bloat of the patriach's sensitive slabs of obscenely juicy tit flesh. That alone easily warranted another surge of a lustful groan that slipped out of Dom's parted lips--and all while, within that sighing swell, the digging fingers were already more than enough to urge the hefty mounds to try and spill on over his cupping hold. But still, as pretense had now been shed and their shared need only burned brighter as their respite from their kiss only made them more aware of their heated thirst and heated hunger--even despite how such a groping touch that was out of old wolf's control flooded his rugged features with a paint of flustered red--Dom offered an inward roll of his shoulder just so he can offer and present more of his juicy muscle breasts to continue to spill on over the strong hands that still challenged their obscene roundness and even more obscene fullness.
Damn fucking right.
In any other circumstance, Dom would've struggled--Dom would've been red with shame and even more shameful lust from how those fucking lucky creeps would've just had their way with such blessed swollen tit-mounds of juicy fulsome ripeness. And maybe it was that dark indulgence that more of this damn heat was coming to fore as his large hands began to rub along Aidan's forearms in some attempt for purchase--or for mere contact.
Or for mere encouragement.
"Fucking like these pecs, boy?--you like your big daddy's big beefy fucking muscle pecs?" Dom growled his words deep and slow as he leaned forward, just enough for their foreheads to press together and once more share the same sweet air of heat and lust that they were practically breathing in and out with every rise of their cloying groans. And with those fingers squeezing firmer into a knead that commanded the old wolf's beefy pec-breasts to jostle aside in an outwards swell of their juicy fullness, he could only let himself feel the rush of sensations that goaded more of his rugged breathing that admitted to the pleasure that he was partaking in. And Aidan did too. Through what half-lidded gaze that they both shared as they continued to let themselves be drunk in the slough of the heated worship that they just nursed slowly but surely--and nursed carefully--the proud Hale muscle-alpha could still see how Aidan's blue eyes was practically transfixed onto the supple smoothness of his proud beefy muscle breasts as young bull breathed out his own low sigh. Dom could still feel how those fingers pressed. Squeezed. And all the more, Dom was just spurred by the need to tease and taunt as he breathed out another low growl just to flex his might-pumped muscle breasts to bounce into a heavy roll and jostle.
"You like daddy's fucking man-tits all big and full for you, don't you?" Dom let his words come in that low roll of his soft growl once more. Thick with lust. Heavy in the sin of the naughty heat they shared. And with him nudging his head forward, it was enough to push Aidan's head back to align with his--and then close that gap once more with their deep moans rising onto each other's lips from yet another surrender of their kiss. Yes sir. The words barely got out of Aidan's mouth that they almost sounded like the same hot groan that he breathed out before their tongues rolled and slithered through the deepening cloy of their grunts. But Dom heard it. Dom even felt it too. How those strong hands came up once more into an upwards knead and forced the mass of his huge pec-breasts to push up and spill out over the firm hoist was all the more a goad for that heat to rise from deep within the beefy muscle-alpha--and all the more a push for that deep groan to just spill and turn all sweet within the soft wet sounds of their fervent kiss. Fuck. "--h--hmgh--" Dom even felt himself push against those hands--felt himself push his heavy muscle breasts outwards even more as if to chase those claiming sensations. All at once, the darker recesses continued on to tease. Right there. His huge alpha muscle tits. Groped. Man-handled. And with another groan that tried to rise, Dom fought through this swell of tightness that he thought was familiar until the peak pushed out--and it was easy to feel then that it was simply just the heat that was trying to find its way out in the name of release against the growing frustrations.
Or so he thought.
Too bad Dom was so easily lost--easily tamed--with the pleasures wrought from his own ripe and beefy body. Another knead was another rise of a groan from the obscene fullness of his round and engorged muscle milkers. That when Aidan finally pushed on with his own brand of teasing, Dom just couldn't help but surrender once more to the waves of pure pleasure that coaxed out that special moan from deep within him.
"--hn--o-oh!" The ragged gasp was just as much as a naughty jolt that slithered right into the muscle-alpha's large juicy nipple--all before the other dangerously pert gumdrop nub received the same tease from that other thumb that further stoked the raging fires within the heaving muscle-alpha. And it was just the start. To feel those pads circle over Dom's areolas once more was more than enough to smother his groan into more of a breathless gasp while his strong hands took their turn to squeeze the young bull's hands--for some attempt for purchase. Encouragement. Both. Aidan didn't need it though. His thumbs were already resolved to tease Dom's dangerously sensitive and dangerously vulnerable nipples anyway as their tracing motions finally spiraled right into the prize. Prizes. Aidan let his thumbs brush and circle over the very tips of Dom's already tingling nubs, and all at once, commanded the mighty muscle-alpha to give into the shudder and buck of his own body that his huge muscle pec-breasts could only jiggle out with such obscene gusto. Fuck. Damn--right fucking there. "--a--ahn..." Dom couldn't help but moan softly but also moan like a damn slut and breathe it out once more into Aidan's lips. Though how the young bull pulled away in turn was barely a mercy paid in kind--not when Aidan's lips came down to the other side of Dom's jaw before tracing down along his thick neck. Dom was just made to take it, really--and even more as what moan that he tried to breathe out still fanned that familiar ember of tightness that he could still feel inside the swell of his obscenely engorged muscle breasts.
Aidan moved lower. And with his fingers closing into a pinch to pull at Dom's juicy milk nubs, the mighty alpha could only let his head roll back in a low groan while his own strong hand reached at the back of Aidan's head once more. He knew what was coming next. He even felt it down to his knees as he felt himself buckle.
" --u-uhn--" It was in that anxious cloy of nerves that respite came easy with how Dom's beefy brawn sank back onto the couch while the other had perfected the ebb and flow of their bodies' movements to follow on through so very closely--so much so that their bodies barely separated completely. Aidan continued to kiss along Dom's chest--even managing to continue the trail as Dom stretched himself out backwards that he practically pushed his huge pec-breasts out for the other until the old wolf felt the press of the couch's armrest just above the small of his back and anchored his ease to settle down into that corner. He let himself be splayed once more into his side of the couch, half-reclined. Aidan in turn found his place between the old wolf's legs as he pressed his knee against the cushion, just a little shy from that jock-imprisoned muscle-alpha fuck meat that was just fully throbbing at this point. And with the rest of the young bull's brawn free enough to loom on over and lean on towards the heaving Hale muscle-alpha, the more open sight of the older man's juicy muscle breasts was an immediate cue for the young stud to part his lips and just let himself clamp down for that firm latch.
"--a-aw f-fuck--" Dom cried out softly as his head lolled back once more from the immediate pulse of pure hot pleasure that burst from his already bloated pec-breasts. That from such a simple act of a mouth latching onto his fat nipple and that immediate ease into a suckle, that helplessness wrought from the sparks that just seized Dom's massive muscle brawn forced him to push his beefy and heavy tits out even more before the sensations subsided into a rush that had him rolling his hips once again into a display erotic thrust that further lended the lecherous sight that he was made to offer. Fuck. Once more memories taunted--finally taunted. That with Aidan's mouth tightening a bit more for that gentle but firm pull to urge the muscle-alpha's fat nipple to push deeper into that naughty suction, the old wolf could only heave on and grasp the back of the young bull's head with his large paw. Fuck--fucking right there.
From where Aidan's lips mapped along his body, Dom was almost waiting for it too as the sensations had always been quick to tease him where his most dangerously erotic weak spots are--almost like they were demanding to be teased so Dom could stumble into the throes of his own sin. Aidan wasn't the first, after all--willing or otherwise. That with how those lips continued to suckle on gently and further urge the little jolts of pleasure right into that captured gumdrop nub that was his juicy nipple, Dom let out another deep groan as his eyes rolled back into the blur of the cloy that just weighed itself onto them like a warm blanket. And within that same blur, Dom's mind waded through those memories of his entrapment where such wily fucking perverts were able to do the same. Their vile mouths. Right there. Suckling. Licking. Dom even winced as Aidan seemed to mirror the lecherous haunting with how his tongue flicked over the sensitive tip of Dom's engorged nipple and forced that familiar feeling of helplessness to rise up from within him.
"--f-fuck..." Even Dom's gasp sounded weak. Almost defeated. His nipples were ones of his most obvious weak spots--and his most vulnerable ones too. With how they always pushed through his shirt, or with how they always so easily slipped out and peeked out of his tank tops whenever he was out and about, it would only take a sly moment of an exploit to fully take advantage of them--and in turn, take advantage of the big beefy and proud muscle-alpha. Even the wimpiest of perverts had managed to have their way with him just because they knew that they only needed to keep the pleasure slithering into Dom's juicy nipples. Sometimes even literally. That with how Aidan's suction pushed another jolt of blinding lust straight into Dom's huge muscle-breasts, that familiar rise of tightness that urged his beefy tits to flex and bounce in their heavy fullness was more than enough to jog the old wolf's memories to further sink into the indulgent rush of those secret moments where he was perverted upon and molested.
"H--huhn oh--n--" Dom moaned as he bucked once more against Aidan's looming brawn--even more as his free hand found the old wolf's other nipple and had quickly decided to punish him for not learning his lesson when it came to keeping his precious weak spots all vulnerable and exposed. And all at once, Dom was so easily reminded of how he has had his fair share of nasty surprises. Nasty stingers. Fuck. He always fell for it, didn't he? His juicy nipple peeking out had always been enough for it to be an easy target for a quick and deep sting. And it would be too late then. Even if he managed to pluck out that barb or that dart that had pricked him right into his nipple duct, their perverted venom would already be making quick work deep within his huge and heaving muscle pec-breasts. Warm. Tight. Dom would've found himself weak and sore as the unwelcome pleasure--and pressure--would come from how his big juicy muscle tits would be rendered even more sensitive. More swollen. Dom winced on through a rush of warm fluster that teased him with a twinge of shame. He could still remember that time where his pec-breasts were forced to lactate from a concoction that was specially made just for his big beefy alpha muscle-tits--and how the successful injection brought on that perverse glee of having to see a proud mighty alpha wolf like him to surrender himself into the most perverse imagery of his bloated breasts bursting out into a shameless spill and swell of pure milky fullness like he was some cheap busty porn star in the making.
"--n-no--oh god..." Dom sighed, finally turning his attention back to his young buck of a stud that continued to nurse his tingling nipple... like he was pulling milk from him. And all the more that familiar tightness forced themselves through the waves of pleasure that Dom just had to bite down to keep his moan in while his free hand reached up to gentle nudge at Aidan's jaw with his knuckle. "D-damn boy..." Dom could only bite down on his lip once more as pleasure so easily tickled his nipple and right into his heaving breast. Of course, he wouldn't admit to his troubles. He's a fucking Hale. The mightest Hale at that. Their fucking muscle-alpha. And with how his thumb began to graze over where he knew Aidan's dimple was, the blond stud finally looked up at him with those half-lidded blue eyes that still gleamed with their shared heat and hunger. Fuck yeah. Just like that. Dom tried to extract the pleasure from it, at least--even if he was having a hard time chasing away the shame and the danger that came with such an indulgence. His body. Fuck. His fucking body just needed it. And all the more, his huge juicy pec-breasts pushed up to their swell--so much so that even if Aidan tried to pause for some air as he released Dom' swollen nipple with a wet pop, the mighty muscle-alpha still kept on with the push as if to offer that juicy nub right back into those sweet lips.
"You fucking love sucking big daddy's sweet nipple, don't you? You like it when daddy moans?" The Hale alpha mused through his breathless pants as his grasp against those blond locks eased more into a gentle claw of his fingers so he could scratch Aidan along his tender scalp instead. Yeah. Dom teased that tiny sliver of power--and his own powerlessness--as he knew very well that he was safe to indulge in the privacy of his own home. And sure enough, as Aidan quickly latched back, Dom tried to breathe out that hoarse chuckle of playful encouragement through the fulsome rise of his beefy muscle breasts--all from how he felt the young buck moan softly around his sweetly tortured nipple. "Fuck yeah, son--trying to teach me a damn lesson, aren't you? Big bad daddy being a tease with his nipples...with his big juicy muscle tits..." Dom groaned as that firm rhythm began once more and quickly awakened the sparks of pleasure that had so easily pulled him into their enslaving lull. Maybe Dominic fucking deserved it. The handsome muscle-alpha found himself wincing once more as his eyes fluttered open just a bit to watch Aidan keep on with it. Sucking. Flicking. Swirling. That soundless moan just couldn't help but spill out of Dom's lips--even more as a jolt of pleasure pricking him right into his nipple was enough to force his mouth slack before the wave of pleasure forced him once again to buck and grind. Yeah.
So much for his recklessness. So much for his pride.
And with Aidan's free hand coming back up once more to cup and knead the muscle-alpha's other pec-breast, Dom could only use his free hand to grasp that wrist while the lull further goaded his body to just sink into it. Fuck. That thumb continued to circle at his wide puffy areola once more--and once again, Dom felt himself pulled back into that time where that withered creep tortured his poor nipples with the same massage while they were even puffier with the obscene fullness of his muscle-alpha breast milk that practically spurred his sensitivity to mind-swirling heights. They just tingled so fucking bad--and even more as Dom tried to breathe through it as every rise of air felt like a cue for his compromised and envenomed breasts to just keep on with the swell. More milk. More fucking muscle-alpha tit milk .And all the while, Dom was just forced to surrender into euphoric delirium as the slimy pervert just knew how to tease and tame him from just perving on his very sensitive nipples with flicks and those tracing rubs along where he was most sensitive. Shame was even quicker to weigh on him too as he could still remember how the teasing had grown slick because his nipples were primed to the point of leaking. Oh god. The way the tips of nipples tingled so bad from the shameful beads of milk that he just couldn't stop. How it fucking made him look even riper too--too fucking ripe for his own damn good. And right then, as Aidan suckled harder, Dom felt his mouth tremble from the same moment of how those bony fingers gently gave his obscenely engorged and achingly swollen pec-breasts a little squeeze--a damn little squeeze around his soft pillowy areolas that that was more than enough to make that electric pleasure fizzle all over his sensitive nubs. It was a damn little squeeze that was quick to urge those sweet beads of milk to betray the muscle-alpha with how easily they surrendered. And with how those thin fingers were quick to scoop them up and smear them, Dom couldn't even remember how he managed to stumble out of that perverted trouble.
Reckless. Dom tried to resist the memory of how it turned out to be in the first place.
Dom was the one who let his guard down when he thought that that wimpy demon was so weak that the cocky alpha had given into offering the fiend a poor consolation prize for his pathetic attempt at a fight. Dom let him taste his juicy alpha nipple with that tongue that he didn't know was capable of cursing his muscle tits the moment that serpentine tip pricked the very tip of the nub--that very same nub that the alpha himself had foolishly kept exposed for him. Dom could even hear his own arrogant chuckle as he watched the shivering fiend so reverently kissed the nipple that he offered onto him after it slipped out through his strap from how the imp's pathetic struggle had him grasping at Dom's tank top until he had that nipple looking all vulnerable. Dom was all cocky still. All it took was one foolish second of his own damn making.
"Fuck--" Dom winced through his erotic self-punishment as his grasp on Aidan's wrist moved up to clasped that large hand instead. Though instead of stopping Aidan, his grasp was an urge for that hand to knead on. Squeeze. Right there. And back to reality, he knew that Aidan was a good enough man for the job as Dom kept on with his need to indulge--especially when he could feel that tightness just bloom out with how his huge and swollen pec-breasts were forced to rise with the deep sighs that came from the bursts of pure pleasure from deep within Dom's heaves and from deep within his anxious core. And even then the lecherous flashes of his nightmares just continued on--especially as this stubborn tightness kept on growing within him. Dom could practically feel his breasts just jiggle with the fullness that felt like it was at the very precipice. Tight. Sore.
His damn muscle tits. How many times had he been unable to fight back?
Fuck.
Through the haunting haze of it all, Dom managed to breathe out a moan as Aidan released that nipple once more with a wet pop--but just like the might and brawn that the young bull's lips had come to worship from earlier on, he made sure to never part with Dom's heaving beefy muscle breasts as his eager lips just simply ghosted over the twin swells of the alpha's obscenely ripe and overdeveloped pec-tits until he reached that other nipple for that quick latch. Dom could only breathe out another moan through a dragging grunt while his body swapped in kind as it was his other hand's turn to keep the bastard in place with the same scratching grasp of his thick fingers against the back of Aidan's head. And sure enough, as Aidan's hot mouth began to tease and pull Dom's nipple once more into the dizzying pleasure of that sinful suckle, the mighty muscle-alpha could only feel the tightening heave of his big beefy body as the sparks that were quick to rush so easily seized him like chains that were meant to keep him in place.
And from deep within the recesses of Dom's mind--and even more as Aidan continued the swap of their lecherous teasing with how his other hand moved up to knead the muscle-alpha's other huge and juicy pec-breast that was yet to recover from the prior nipple sucking session that it had been so naughtily subject to, the pulling weight of that helplessness only goaded that creeping nag at the back of Dom's head--and all the more, it kept on with the perverted haunting.
"--h--hn--oh..." Dom's ruggedly handsome features kept the wince as Aidan's firm suction was yet another easy jolt to his system that all he could do was shudder as he blindly tried to grab that hand that was kneading his swollen breast flesh like he was some cheap back alley muscle slut. The alternative was worse, after all. Thumb swiped over that drool coated nipple of his and all at once, the muscle-alpha found himself in the futile struggle against the phantom of his lecherous memory. Chained. Hoisted. Dom's huge pec-breasts were fully bared and even more obscenely presented with how the chains were so deliberately strapped around his body that they practically forced the heaving swell of his juicy muscle tits to just spill out so openly before them. Cultists. And with how Dom tried to struggle--to flex against such cursed restraints--the show that he had offered to them was just simply inevitable.That with how Aidan caused his massive muscle breasts to rise with yet another heave of his moan before the rolling swell just simply forced them to jiggle on to settle, the muscle-alpha remembered back then how his full and heavy pec-breasts jostled and swayed with his attempt for freedom.
It didn't help that the Hale alpha's huge beefy muscle tits were just so fully exposed.
So fully vulnerable.
So fully ripe for their fucking lechery.
That with how the damn cultists just simply had to reach for his protruding gumdrop nipples to woo his sensitive nubs with the vile sensations of that salve being generously applied to each, Dom was once more blinded in the haze of lust as he pushed his heaving breast firmer against Aidan's willing suckle. The blessed salve. The very drool of their old god. Dom didn't fucking know shit about damn old gods--fucking perverts or otherwise. All he knew was how he couldn't stop those fingers from slathering that slimy and suspicious substance all over his vulnerable nipples... all over his soft large and very sensitive areolas. Fuck. Another slippery circling from Aidan's thumbs, and Dom could easily remember that priest with his perverse glee on making Dom's nipples just glisten so sinfully with gobs after disgusting gobs of that sickeningly slimy saliva that he couldn't keep off of him since they so expertly pinned him for that salacious treatment. All he could do was groan--just like how the young bull's suckling had him throwing his head back once more for a helpless moan--all while he was forced to relive the sensations of that sinful tingle as the cursed slimy salve began to seep into his very nipples. Dom could only hiss. Buck. His hard cock that was just as exposed for their leering pleasure bobbed and belched that juicy dollop of precum as his alpha might just simply faltered against such unwelcome pleasures. He couldn't stop them from completing their vile ritual into preparing his large succulent nipples and the rest of his ridiculously huge muscle pec-breasts into becoming the very obscene vessels of their cult's blessed breast milk.
And through it all, that tight and teetering sensation rose above the fantasy as Dom was quick to bite down on that moan before it managed to spill out and further pull the muscle-alpha deeper into indignity. But as Aidan remained adamant with how he began to pull at Dom's hard nipple with his teeth, the big beefy wolf was forced to yet another rush of white hot pleasure that thundered through him enough that he felt that firm throb straight down his already aching cock. No. Right there. All at once, Dom was confronted with the overwhelming wave of pleasure as he felt his moan melt somewhere within his chest and prodded at that pulse of sweet dull ache that jolted his dread to the fore. No. Fuck. Fucking-- "--g--nuh w-wait!" Dom gasped. But all at once, he felt his juicy pec-breasts pulse warmly from within as more of that swell began to push against the piling waves of pleasure that were already thrumming within the hefty fullness of each swollen tit-mound. Dom's free hand was quick to hold on. His claws dug into the edge of the couch's backrest as he himself felt the crippling wave of pleasure to which he could only squirm helplessly against as he continued to feel the aching swell. No. It can't be.
Fuck. His fucking muscle tits. Fucking tight.
Why does it feel like he's gonna fucking burst!?
"Aidan!" Dom moaned. "--a--awhn--hg--!" But all that came for him was a growl that practically bit down on his sensitive nipple, and altogether, that white hot jolt of ecstasy just tore through him so relentlessly that his next moan barely made it out of the full and heavy swell of it all--even more as that certain electrifying pressure rushed right at the swollen crowning peaks of his big juicy man-mammaries. Fuck. No. Fuck. Aidan suckled still--and that alone sent Dom crashing into the sudden waves of pleasure that he didn't expect to still take hold.
"Hnh--ah--" The crimson red of shame and lust burst through the muscle-alpha's rugged and already flustered features. Though with it, as his heavy beefy pec-breasts bloated upwards with how pleasure forced their obscene fullness to just jostle and bounce, Dom found himself grabbing at Aidan's wrist once more for a desperate hold that just came in a little too late. That suckle was enough. That pinch was enough. With the anxious pressure already thrumming at the old wolf's very nubs, each of his succulent and dangerously sensitive nipples gushed out a fat squirt of pure sweet muscle tit milk from that one singular need for release. Aidan felt it too. That gush practically burst inside his mouth after all. And sure enough, the reward came swift with how greed fueled his need to just suck harder that his mouth almost clamped fully around that puffy areola that further jolted the shock of pure pleasure straight down to the alpha's core.
Please--somewhere in his heaving muscle breasts, Dom wanted to cry out as pleasure flooded through every fiber of his being that he almost thought he was losing his mind within the heady rush of its fiery wake. And through it, as the grip of his perverse memories laid its claim through his big beefy body, Dom felt that same paralyzing convulsion--that very seize where the entirety of his proud burgeoning heat was merely subject to utter surrender that even his feral might could not resist. Tentacles. A damn pump. A mouth. Even a mere squeeze. The vile familiarity of the sensations flooded through him as the pure rush of heat and humiliation burst within the same moment that his huge and milk-heavy pec-breasts exploded with that warm gush of milky sweetness that they have corrupted him with--the same milky release that fully turned his proud beefy alpha muscle pecs into bonafide juicy muscle bitch tits that were all plumped up for their perverted pleasure. Dom's eyes rolled before he found that sliver of control to keep his eyes shut--all while he weathered through the crippling pleasure that just claimed the obscene swell of his big beefy pec-tits. He bucked. Jiggled. And even then, Aidan remained unslaked as he just continued to drink so deep that his huge arms practically put Dom in a bear hug just to keep him in place.
"F--fuck, s-son! G--gotta fucking stop!" the big beefy old wolf finally managed to growl as he clasped the back of Aidan's head tighter. But only for a second. That while the young bull suckled him still, mercy came from the dastardly milk that still remained in his juicy pec-breasts as they finally weakened in their spurts. And for a moment, while Dom's fingers splayed and scratched Aidan's hair gently as his other hand squeezed that massive shoulder quite affectionately, that fluster remained as the heaving Hale muscle-alpha pushed on to grab onto that erogenous relief that followed soon after and even permitted him to finally fucking breathe. Fuck. "G--gotta slow down f--r your old man, b-boy..." Dom sighed through his slackened mouth as his arm flexed into its proud boulder-sized mass from how his hand went from squeezing Aidan's shoulder to combing through his own damp hair as they both reeked of that sweet musky hint of sex-wrought sweat. Fucking--hell. At the very least Aidan grew gentler in his tease as he began to mouth around the old wolf's swollen nipple while he himself pushed the labored heaves of his warm and shallow breaths against Dom's own heaving muscle breasts. The muscle-bound alpha released him then as he still tried to catch his breath--and it was all the more of a chance for him to further take control as he squeezed his large hand between the two of them so he could press his own knead against the beefy swell of his juicy pec-breast. The tightness was gone, at least. Though with how the heel of his palm grazed against his engorged nipple, Dom was quick to breathe out a shaky sigh while Aidan remained careful with his kisses across the rise of the old wolf's proud muscle tits.
"Was--was I good, sir?"
Fuck. Dom's brown eyes met those blues once again. And with the rolling fire still dancing over their heaving forms, the proud alpha felt his own power come back with another deep breath before it tempted his lips into curling for a smile as he couldn't help but growl out a damn chuckle. Damn muscle bull. Aidan's eyes were leaded with lust and yet they still sparkled all sweet for him just like how his plump lips glistened with how he licked for the milk that clung to the scruff on his upper lip. Damn muscle bull indeed. All fucking big and beefy, but damn adorable all the same. Derek should really tell him where he got him. Fuck. And with another chuckle, Dom still tried to blink through it--still tried to catch his breath. And all the more, his proud beefy muscle pec-breasts shuddered in their obscene swell as the hoarse groans came easier now that the sensations were demanding less of him.
But as the both of them tried to take that breather, most of that heat still remained--and still remained between them too. And with the Hale muscle-alpha snarling on for another labored heave for air, he easily caught how that scent of warm sweet musk and passion still remained thick in the air around them as well. Fuck. That damn word was the only thing flashing in his head right then as the blur was just making it hard to fucking think. And with another heave, Dom turned his gaze back down onto Aidan and let his hands move along the broad boulders of his shoulders. At least it was enough to get the man's attention--though it wasn't like Aidan had relented from his need and mission to be validated anyway. Dom would never fault him for that either--damn muscle bull. His damn muscle bull. And with how he tried to squeeze those massive delts in some attempt to woo the young stud, Dom felt his brows furrow through his slack-mouthed smirk as the fading sparks continued their coursing tease through him and had him feel that frustrated ache that still remained right in him as well. That frustrated throb. Hard. Angry. "--h--hmmgh--" the old wolf was quick to lick his lips as his big beefy body succumbed once more into a rolling shudder that had him bucking once more into the sensual flow of his heaving brawn. There. Dom chuckled softly as he let his hand stroke Aidan's cheek before giving it a light slap.
"No--"
Dom watched how his sweet beefy muscle bull frowned--and all the more, that twinge that crept past his core just went straight into that firm heat that the old wolf was still packing. Damn right. Damn muscle bull. And Dom ain't done with him just fucking yet.
"--not yet..." Dom continued with a smirk that melted into a soft grunt as his clasp onto the young bull's shoulder turned into something more of a nudge to have him ease up--even just for a bit. And while the old wolf continued to breathe on and groan through the remnants of his lust that remained shy from the full heat that he needed quelled, Aidan seemed like he shared the same sentiment as he was quick to heed and even quicker to act--and with a thick low groan that he breathed out of his own beefy muscle-jock pec-tits, the young bull's massive arm threatened the strain of his of shirt's sleeve once more as he grabbed onto the edge of the couch's backrest to finally push himself off of Dom's imposing brawn. And sure enough, as the cold breeze mingled with the slight parting of their heated and heaving forms, Dom's deeper sigh quickly confronted him with this stronger coil of need within his core that further made its demands be heard from yet another throb that Dom just had to breathe through.
"I mean... you just had to see what you've done, son..." Once more, the old wolf's voice grew low and steady--all before he let out another hum of a sigh while he also took his turn to ease back up against the armrest where he could properly present himself once again. It wasn't like it was some secret--especially not when Dom had been almost naked all throughout their little muscle-bound tryst. Right there. "--see?" The Hale muscle-alpha bucked. And with it, he had the young bull confront the hard and throbbing reality of Dom's situation.
"Look at what you've done to daddy's fucking cock, son..." Dom continued as he let his beefy muscle breasts rise for another proud heave and swell meant to chase the teasing tension down into the slow ripple of his hard abdomen before he practically wagged his bulging crotch for Aidan to see. Damn right. "--you got daddy all aching and throbbing right here..." The old wolf's tease melted into a soft deep chuckle while his jock-clad cock finally came into a better--and more vulgar--view with how his fully swollen fuck meat just stretched the poor thing to the point of thinning as well. Even that fashionable cutout above the pouch had been stretched forward with how his engorged cock just demanded whatever space that it could stretch out into as it pulsed and throbbed in the wiles of the pure and heated need to fuck and rut. At that point the designed hole was practically pushing the reddened meat of the wolf's fat and firm shaft out of it--even more as the peephole was just simply stretched over the girth that was already peeking out that its once half circle shape was looking more like a long hole. And in that small naughty window of the jock pouch that exposed some of that juicy cock meat, anyone would've noticed how a vein ran across the length of it before disappearing under that poor stretch of cotton. Or tried to. Even then, a trained eye would've still discerned how the vein made an impression against the fabric--just like how that fat knob of a cockhead remained easily detected as its engorged state practically forced the pouch to cling to it like a second skin. On a brighter day anyone might have noticed the flesh tone of the fabric too from how much of Dom's cock was peeking through the weave of the material. Though then again, as Dom felt himself throb on from the most minute act of trying to readjust himself into that inviting splay of his legs, the fireplace light had easily shown how the fabric seemed to thin itself more with how the half the pouch was almost wet and see through. After all, it had already soaked up much, if not all, of the old wolf's potent muscle-alpha precum.
That wet spot was truly obscene, really--even more when one could stop and think about how the pouch had been soiled wet from the copious amount of virile cock juice that it clung tighter and stickier around that fat juicy muscle-alpha cockhead. The entirety of it had become fully discernible at that point despite the pathetic coverage. And with how that ramrod fuck meat remained stubborn in its full mast frustration, what throb that still came as Dom settled back on the couch only made his cock push against that skimpy pouch even more that it practically looked like a straight stretch of fabric that only covered his cockhead at that point--or tried to. The sides of his shaft were already fully peeking out, veins and all--and the exposed flesh all red and glistening too with the angry pulsation that only made it fatter. And with how Dom splayed his legs apart even more, the heavy plumpness of his juicy balls just rolled to the side as a little more of that nagging throb furthered the threat with how the edge of the fabric began to ease over the impression of that cockhead's ridge. Fuck. Damn fuck. Dom sighed at the sight of his own obscene display before teasing out almost a coy yet goading chuckle. The damn thing's practically hanging on by a thread. And the funnier part was, just like how it was with Dom's damn beefy muscle tits, the old wolf's cock was just so dangerously and deliciously close to exposing itself to the open simply because it was just so big, fat, and meaty--and all of which was just as much of a regular occurrence to him... just like how all it took was another throb for a bead of precum to finally form over the very peak of that pitched tent of a jock pouch as the poor thing just couldn't absorb it anymore.
The big beefy Hale alpha really was just too damn ripe and virile for his own damn good.
"Shit--fucking got me on the verge of bursting..." Dom hummed through another chuckle and yet another throb came with it--and with how the heaving wolf bucked on with a slight roll of his hips, his already angry cock pushed on with more of its demanding throb and began to lift the waistband of his jockstrap just enough to let the small tuft of his coarse pubes peek out just a bit more.
"...fuck..." Aidan cursed under the heave of his own breath as he eased backwards and downwards to try and level himself with it--and the mere sight of a big beefy stud sinking down to pay reverence to that big fat muscle-alpha cock was all the more a goad in Dom's lust that he couldn't help but tease Aidan with another throb that practically had it sway and bob in its heavy hardness.
"Told you to slow down..." Dom's voice lowered while his tone became playful in its teasing pointedness. And with how that stray sparks of lust still swarmed from within him all because the main core of his need was yet to be tended to, Dom just had to feel some kind of temper onto his own self as he began to knead his own beefy pec-tits. Of course, there was some hidden relief there--not only from the actual relief from the pressure, but also relief that the remnants had been milked out of him and kept the pride within his big beefy muscle breasts all the same and just in time... and within the privacy that he enjoyed. What was too late was how his nagging heat had fully settled into the warm heft of his balls and into the proud throb of his meaty ramrod cock that even a slight twitch was enough to spark a vulgar pulse and an even more vulgar drool of yet another gooey bead of pre. "--but you just had to lap up all of daddy's muscle tit milk, didn't you? And now you got daddy's cock all angry..." Dom teased on with a slight buck. And all the more, as that pouch remained under constant threat from how it was forced to stretch, what little movement was enough for the hem to finally slide off of the crown of his swollen knob and fully expose the red firmness of it from the sides. "O--oh..." Fuck. Dom cooed, low and playful, before he let the round heaving peaks of his juicy pec-breasts to roll for another husky sigh. He couldn't see much of his meaty cock from how he couldn't really see past the huge swell of his beefy muscle tits--but he was at least endowed enough that he could see his halfway and all the way up to the juicy knob of his drooling cockhead... which was enough for him to see how the jockstrap pouch was only merely protecting his piss slit at this point from how the poor thing decided to succumb to such a treacherous malfunction.
"I think you should take care of it, yeah?" Dom bucked once more as Aidan settled onto his spot on all fours--and even higher still as Aidan let his hand rub along the thick meaty mass of the muscle-alpha's bare thigh. Of course, it warranted another throb--and another as Aidan used his other hand to tease along the side of the old wolf's girthy and veiny shaft with how he let his knuckles graze along like Dom's cock was some tender lover. It warranted precum too. From how Dom had just endured having his big juicy muscle breasts nursed to the point of his rather flustered surrender, the rest of his body was just dangerously primed and anxious for that bigger and creamier release. Dom didn't even want to admit it yet, but he knew that there might be a looming challenge for him to get a grip on himself--especially since the gentle tease that he was getting was already conjuring up some of that perverted haunting once again. Damn fucker. He could easily think about some creep who was just caressing his big meaty muscle-alpha cock like that... like a savored treasure--and the damn bastard taking their time knowing that Dom is all helpless and hard. Powerless from the threat of some perverted milking. The memory was an easy tense--and the easy tense was an easy throb that pushed another fat drop of pre right at that barely protected tip of his throbbing fuck meat. Fuck. Dom blinked through another heave of his swollen pec-breasts as he pushed them together like he was trying to push that air inside his chest so he could breathe.
"--this is your mess now, son... and I like it when my boys clean up after themselves..." Once more, as Dom let the wooing sensation cause his eyes to flutter shut for a moment, he let that crawling wave course through him and goad him to labor a heave to rise--all before his gaze settled back on his young bull with the same heated and half-lidded regard while he breathed out that gripping tension through his parted lips. Fuck. The anticipation was just teetering right along the edge--and even more as Aidan, in turn, let out a shaky sigh right over his pulsing meat. Dom could feel that warm air almost wrap around his cock like it was yet another tease of a looming mouth. Of course he just had to buck to it and ultimately meet the sensation of those thick fingers sliding underneath the soaked and sticky stretch of the pathetic fabric to take its claim on Dom's cock with its grasp--or tried to. Though even still, it was more than enough of a sensation to spur those familiar sparks through the heaving muscle-alpha--welcomed or otherwise. That with how Aidan's fingers tried to tighten around it and urged Dom's cock to continue on with its burgeoning betrayal that it just had to throb against the touch and shamelessly admit to the dangerously ripe fullness of its potent virility, the old wolf just had to bite down on his snarl once more before he lost himself to first of the many teases that he would have to endure for the night.
"F-fuck... son..."
Dom felt Aidan plant a mouthed kiss over the slit that was only protected by that thin fabric, and all at once, that small twinge of shame trickled into that throbbing need that kept the mighty muscle-alpha hostage--and even more as the gentle yet pointed spark of pleasure easily coaxed a small spurt of his equally potent precum that Aidan had hummed his lips against in appreciation. "...awh--f f--hn..." the old wolf tried to force his words through the already labored push of his sigh before he felt himself sink back and rear his head upwards to further push that deeper sigh to spill out. Damn right. Fuck. There's no fucking going back. And the thought only pushed itself further into realization as that grip tightened a bit more for the mere purpose of keeping Dom's fat throbbing ramrod cock steady while his primed nerves jolted through him from the simple feeling of that tiny piece of fabric sliding aside his already sensitive cock head. The damn thing even clung against the firm spongy flesh of his swollen cockhead just firmly enough that it tugged at the very edge of his piss slit for a moment and forced it to part just a bit--but the bit was enough to urge more of Dom's preciously potent precum to drool out in obscene globs as if they had been yearning to seep out and free themselves from the old wolf's already throbbing and cum-overloaded fuck meat.
And it was all the more a goad to Aidan's greed as he gave that last pull at the pouch.
"H--ah..." Just like that, Dom's big fat muscle-alpha cock finally bobbed out into its own freedom with how it shamelessly throbbed against the open air--shamelessly and blindly throbbed. Blindly bucked. Blindly drooled. The Hale alpha's meaty ramrod cock wouldn't really know friend from foe, really. All it knew was that it was achingly hard and even more achingly full and ready to fucking blow that load in equal blindness--whoever was trying to make Dom surrender his very essence, all creamy and potent, was of no consequence as far as the demands of his menacing arousal goes. Sensual satisfaction? Haunting humiliation? The rush of conquering triumph? The sinful despair of defeat? That was Dom's problem. And the way his cock so easily surrendered more of his sweet alpha precum in even greater bubbling gushes was all the more an encouragement for the eager young bull to keep on despite the obvious failure of his grip--and all the while, the heaving muscle-bound patriarch had found himself wrestling with his perverted phantoms once more.
"H-oly--shit, sir..."
Dom had at least some low chuckle to tease Aidan with as the young bull continued to pump his cock and let the naughty trickle of his copious and juicy precum just drip along those thick fingers that failed to completely take hold of that stubborn girth. And it didn't fucking take long for those slick wet sounds to fill their quiet groans and hums too as the young stud was just as eager to spread that sinful nectar all over Dom's length with how he slowly let his grip slide up and down along the entirety of it--not that it was some hard task after all. Dom's cock blindly throbbed. Blindly drooled. The big beefy muscle-alpha was just as guilty to the mess that they were making from how his cock so easily surrendered to the sensations and the growing heat from within him--so much so that it had now come into a constant leak... just like how the constant wave of pleasure goaded the woos of heat that coursed through the old wolf. Dom was just too damn horny for his own good that the prior game they played was already way too much stimulation for him. Now his cock was practically pushed past the point of no return as another throb was easily another gooey belch of his generously slimy precum. Fuck. Dom moaned. Tried too. And once more, the swollen roundness of his huge pec-breasts rose for another labored push for a sigh--and even more as Dom was compelled to squeeze and feel up his own muscle tits as if it was the only way he could try and expel the taunting lust like they were some kind of massive stress balls.
Though even then, his body so easily succumbed to the demands of its own betrayal--and his own greedy need--as he just couldn't help himself for another helping of that pleasant sparks wrought from another slow rut from how he fucked his fat alpha cock right into Aidan's reverent grip. His precum practically spurted this time. Shameless. Obscene. Dom could only bite down on a moan once more as he felt the tingling fluster of his own guilt paint his cheeks with the same red.
"Damn--your big cock's leaking so fucking much, sir..."
Fuck.
Damn right--damn ripe for his own good.
And with how Aidan began to twist his grip and finally pressed his thumb against that sensitive stretch of skin just under Dom's piss slit, the mighty Hale muscle-alpha felt the sudden wave of pleasure flood through him that it effectively drowned out what moan had tried to spill out with his cry. Fuck. And so did his cock. Dom gave a thrust into that grip--and all the more, the dangerously sensitive underside of his swollen cockhead was further subject to the tease as Aidan's thumb circled against that very spot. And still, the old wolf piled onto his own demise by giving up another juicy squirt of precum and effectively doubled the pleasure with how the thumb felt even slicker against his nerves. Slicker in his ear too. Wet. Vulgar. Slimy. His cock had fully turned into the fat, pulsing, font of lechery with how it continued on to indulge into the pleasure it so blindly sought.
At that point all that Dom needed to hear was some disgusting chuckle--of some creep taunting the big beefy muscle-alpha with his triumph as Dom's virile lust would've fully betrayed him and kept him deep in the clutches of those vile fiends. In his memories, he was once more a captive--and once more, he'd be on the damn losing end as he would've been unable to protect his meaty cock from their disgustingly perverted desires. They would've ensnared him with their schemes. Magic? Drugs? Fuck. Even their plain touches would've done Dom in as he had always been so dangerously ripe for his own good. His fucking tits? Easy targets. And right then, as Dom bucked against Aidan's hand, he even felt himself clench and twitch deep within the flex of his big fat muscle ass as they would've found their way in there too. All of his secret sweet spots. Dom would feel their disgusting teasing right where he was weak and just like that his cock would've shamelessly throbbed into its full and proud firmness. Eager. Ready. Fucking horny muscle-alpha that he is--fucking horny muscle beast with his cock that blindly throbbed. Blindly bucked. Blindly drooled. And that special guilt he had for himself taunted him too. His arrogance. His recklessness. Aidan squeezed. Dom couldn't help but throw his head back for another moan pushed out from the equally obscene heave of his big beefy pec-breasts as the sensations further goaded the darker taunts of his fantasies.
It was so fucking easy to remember how many times Dom snooped around such suspect places in the full nudity post-shift--so fucking easy to remember how he just proudly sauntered about and let the fires of his feral nature just course through him and indulge through that somewhat desolate lonesome. Fuck. Yeah. Damn right. Dom was partly at fault too for the times that he had tried to investigate or pursue their quarry with his cock fully out. Fully hard. Fully leaking. It was simply just nature--and his arrogance. And it made him such an easy target one or a couple of times. All they needed was to reach for it just like how their vile groping reached for his tits. His cock wouldn't have cared beyond the potential for release. It would easily surrender--and the mighty Hale muscle-alpha right along with it.
"And it's all your fault, son--being such a tease for daddy..." Dom pushed through the haze to keep the goad on the young bull, at least. Right there, despite the haunting that teased him and compounded his ever growing heat, he still had power--even enough to spark that arrogance even more as he tried to mold the shame into the indulgence that he so fucking needed. "...now you got daddy making such a big mess with his cock..." he hummed--then finally moaned as Aidan finally let his mouth clamp over the plump knob of Dom's cockhead.
Fuck.
The sensuous moan was quick to smother out into yet another breathless cry as Dom practically convulsed into pushing more of himself into that greedy maw. And all at once, more of that white hot pleasure easily surged through the mighty muscle-alpha as Aidan so duly accepted the claim in the hot wet tightness of his sweet mouth--and even more in his needy suction. Fuck. Aidan sure did love that muscle-alpha cock--just like those damn creeps that so eagerly preyed on to Dom's self-incriminating virility. And with another slow push that had Aidan's hot breath crawl down past that swollen cockhead and along the edge of that thick meaty shaft, it was just as easy for Dom to remember someone else's mouth engulfing the same mighty and menacing girth that the Hale muscle-alpha so proudly possessed. That no matter how much he struggled--how much he tried to flex his big beefy muscles to further claim the power that he needed to free himself from such vile clutches--taking advantage of his ripe brawn seemed to come second nature to them. Even the way their tongue slithered as if to seek the very source from his piss slit was enough to make the muscle-alpha growl as he felt Aidan do the same with a playful swirl of his soft wet tongue that immediately had Dom spurting his pre right onto those awaiting taste buds. And all the more, weakness came with the unwelcome pleasure as those fiends continued to have their merry perverted way through him. Yeah. Those alternatives weren't all the better--almost as if the Hale muscle-alpha's pure might was also his curse as the testosterone-laden and raw beastly power that coursed through him reflected itself into the very essence within the gooey and potent seed of his very being. Aidan finally clamped. Dom grunted. Pushed. All the more those cultists came into the fore of his taunting memories. Chained. Trapped. Dom could easily remember how he was confronted by the demise of his own humiliation as those fucking bastards so expertly teased and toyed with his thick and throbbing muscle-alpha cock. All slick with his precum. All slippery with their concoctions. Dom tried his hardest to resist, to not give into that perverse surrender. Of course, failure came with a moan that he tried to keep and a pride marred from having to succumb to their lecherous wiles. They had him give unto them what they so badly wanted from him and his big beefy muscle-alpha brawn as the same pleasure that crawled through him in his slow and firm bucks into Aidan's mouth was the same pleasure that milked every drop of his thick and creamy alpha seed that he so shamefully surrendered onto their readied vessels. He couldn't help it... how they fucking pleasured him into unwanted completion. Dom fucking filled heir cups to brim too as his ripe juicy alpha balls was just ready to burst. Too fucking ripe. Too fucking virile. And with how Aidan took more of him through his own gusto and Dom's own push for that release that he was trying to chase, Dom just knew he needed to do the same to his young muscle bull too.
Dom has had his fair share of admirers too, after all. Bitches. Fucking Peter. The muscle-alpha even had his fair share of even more pathetic creeps whose only power was to throw any price at him just so they could taste him for a night--and they'd be so lucky to have Dom in such a bullishly horny state... enough for them to leave him with more than what they had promised. Damn right. And with how Aidan so eagerly worshiped his body--and even more so now that Dom could only growl as the young bull had him close to halfway--that newer drive within him just began to blaze along the rush and rise of his big beefy muscle breasts. He pushed. Aidan moaned through whatever sloppy sound that just burst around Dom's meaty alpha cock. And with the tight wet heat that Dom could feel all over his throbbing girth, that need--that demand--just further stoked whatever rush that came through him.
Fuck.
"F--fucking get it, son!" Dom finally snarled as he grabbed Aidan's locks once more in a firm curl of his fingers--and with the young bull in place, there really was no way for Dom's fat muscle-alpha cock to push but fucking in. Firmer. Harder. All the more the wet sloppy sounds and sensations of that eager mouth fanned the flames that goaded Dom to roll his hips into the rhythm that his body--his cock--was completely ensnared into. Ah--yeah? Those strong brows furrowed with the old wolf's sterner and hungrier wince. "Y--you fucking want it? Yeah--fucking get it, y-you greedy bitch!" The alpha's snarl roiled louder with an equally rough jostle of his huge pec-breasts as if he was trying to rise above the cloy of those haunted perversions--of his shame. Damn right. Aidan moaned. Coughed. But even still, Dom thrust deeper into Aidan's mouth and into the rhythm of that face-fucking as he knew--they knew--damn well who calls the fucking shots. And deeper still, the Hale muscle-alpha crammed his big fat cock right in that mouth like the true fucking ramrod that it is and felt that moaning and tightening reward meet him in the middle of the sinful and secret heat that they fucking shared. And with Aidan's hand tightening around the fat base--all while his other hand tried to paw at Dom's bouncing breast--the old wolf was all the more pumped for that push as they both knew then that there was nothing more important than his pleasure. Daddy's pleasure. The alpha's fucking pleasure.
Fuck. Fuck yeah--
"H--hngaah! Ah--aw fuck, son! H--hnaah--aw yea--!" Dom could just feel those lips tighten into a sweet juicy lock. He could just fucking feel those cheeks hollow out. And with how the mighty muscle-alpha tried to force more of his juicy cock right into the blond stud's gullet, that slither of that tongue dancing underneath the sensitive underside of his throbbing cock was all the more a jolt to his system that urged him to shudder into a heave of a lust-filled cry. Fuck. "Ghn--na--aw sh--t!" Dom's moan broke into a howl as he threw his head back from the dizzying high of that rolling pleasure. Fucking hell--Aidan's hot mouth felt so damn fucking good. And through that fiery haze of the old wolf's own demanding hedonism, that spark of temptation came so damn easy as he let his hand move back down to squeeze at the young bull's massive shoulder. Fuck. Derek. Dom wondered if this beefy bitch and his equally juicy bitch of a son fooled around like this. Though through that choking tightness, and that wet sloppy fucking heat, that clenched around Dom's ramrod fuck meat that had him belching out a juicy burst of pure muscle-alpha precum, the old wolf's darker desires took its turn to roll through him--just as how he rolled his hips firm and tight to pound his throbbing meaty rod into the eager bull's hungry throat. Nah. Derek is as much of a muscle bitch as his sweet fucking bull stud of a friend. And with another wave of burning surrender that had him slamming his head back for a cry as sweat and swell painted that glistening sheen all over his big beefy muscle-alpha tits as they heaved on to push out another deep and melodious moan, Dom succumbed to his indulgence even more as he let himself conjure up that image of Aidan and Derek both worshiping the cock that owned and ruled over them.
Damn right--right there.
Dom's cock throbbed. It lurched against the wet tight heat.
And when that sudden rush of wet pop had his cock plopping upwards within Aidan's still squeezing grip, Dom swore that he was about to see stars flash behind the back of his head as the sudden change of sensations had him reeling just enough to surrender into another squirt of sweet pre while he tried to chase that hot mouth with a hard buck.
"B-boy!" Dom's growl practically rolled out through his snarl. Though with that harsh groan that enveloped his teetering and throbbing cock as Aidan tried to catch his breath, the old wolf forced himself to blink through it and keep a firm grasp onto himself too. Dom could fucking offer mercy--but he sure as well won't cum until he's plugged inside something. Besides, Aidan's tongue still managed to woo his desperately pulsing heat as the young bull licked a fat yet trembling stripe along the menacing length of his fat cock.
"I lied, sir--" Aidan began as he began to mouth along that shaft once more as he tried to suckle the dripping precum that his lips could catch. How Dom heard those words, he didn't know--and how his face looked with his brows furrowed in confusion? He didn't fucking know either. "Beer's good, sir--but I like it hot on my throat."
Fucking bitch.
"Goddammit, boy--" Dom's massive muscle pec-breasts rose in an erratic swell to push out that equally erratic chuckle--and even more as Aidan's sweet all-American face softened into that dimpled smirk of his, and all while he's all sweaty and flustered with that same damn lust that Dom had been trying to ride. His young bull was trying to be all cute and charming--fucking shit. Dom licked his lips as that warmer amusement rolled with the swell of burning lust deep within the bulging masses of his huge alpha muscle tits. Seriously. Where the fuck did Derek snag this damn stud?
"Good thing you're getting daddy so fucking damn close--" Dom growled as his ruggedly handsome face winced through his determined lust.
He bucked his hips then--he tried to fucking wag his angry-red and veiny ramrod cock as it glistened so obscenely with spittle and precum.
And sure enough, Dom was right up there in heaven once again as Aidan put his mouth to work and sheathed that cock back into his damn throat. How Dom tried to splay himself wider to accommodate the more vigorous and eager bobs of that mouth onto and around his cock was almost a blur at that point--especially so as the sudden change of pace only made him more desperate for that damn release. But at the very least, Aidan was a little more earnest with it. Slow but deep. Fuck. "O--ooh yeah..." Dom easily felt himself sink into that lull as the steady descent to take most of him was already enough to make that sweet sweet cloy of pleasure crawl through him once more--and even more than enough for him to roll his hips into another slow yet firm buck to meet it. Damn right. Right there. Dom pushed and felt that deeper warmth welcome his cock with a clench as the slither of that tongue came back to torment him with its own wiles too. Fuck. Damn fucking hell he was close.
"All for you, s--son..." Dom urged through a growl as he found himself tilting back once more to breathe out what his big beefy pec-breasts were swelling into--all while his hips continued to ride that thrusting rhythm into that mouth as the sensual rolls of his heaving body took to form once again. Fuck. The mighty Hale muscle-alpha groaned into another wet push as he felt the muscles of that throat tighten into that gulp--yet another cue for his cock to throb and spurt right into that willing goal. And with Aidan readjusted, Dom's thrusts felt smoother this time--even if the young bull still had to try to accommodate the girth of it all with his eager moans and even sloppier coughs. Fuck. Even Aidan's mouth felt greedier then. And who the fuck was Dom to deny his pretty stud the gift of a cock to choke on to? If anything, the old wolf was sure to match the pace--especially since it was the very fuel to the heat that they shared. That with Aidan bobbing down to take more of the cock that he was hungry for and even pausing to just feel that throbbing girth inside his mouth while he continued the praise with his tongue, the old wolf just had to give back--throb back. Fuck yeah. Damn fucking right. Dom's big beefy muscle tits rose once more for another groan as he too flexed hard to keep that cock inside that hot wet tightness all before he gave another buck that was sure to goad a drooling cough from the young bull from how he pressed against the back of that throat. And with it, with that clenching wetness welcoming him still, the mighty muscle-alpha felt his eyes roll back while precum and dribble began to pool at the base of his cock. All over his balls. Along the sensitive sides of his crotch. Even lower too.
Dom just fucking pushed. And in turn, he felt himself clench. And it was in that shudder that he felt rush through him that further goaded at that anxious pressure that had been keeping him in its grip. Fuck--fuck it. Dom's hand blindly reached for the backrest--and once more, his bicep swelled into the gigantic boulder of its proud flex and hardened just enough for him to bury his face against as he tried to reach the back of his head instead. God. Right there. That tightening feeling wasn't just Aidan's throat anymore. That with how he pushed back into that sucking wetness, Dom could feel his cock just throb right to the edge with that familiar rise that bubbled towards the tip. Fuck. Right fucking there. More. So fucking close. Aidan sucked him harder in turn. Longer. And all the more, that pleasure and pressure pulsed right there within Dom's cock that he could just feel his toes fucking curl before he felt finally that jolt that sparked his core to convulse. The rest of him just followed suit then.
Even the obscene swell of the old wolf's big beefy pec-breasts tightened before they rolled into their heavy jiggle.
Even his big fat beach-ball muscle ass clenched and let the sensations sink right there in between as that tightly kept alpha pucker twitched just as much--and even more as spit and precum that had already trickled past his balls and taint had managed to reach that secret sweet spot of quivering heat.
But all the while, Dom was practically blinded with that fucking burning need and burning lust. Blindly thrusting. Blindly throbbing. All for that most singular need to fucking cum. And with Aidan coming down on him for one last time, Dom felt every bit of him fucking rush right into the very core of his being and finally pushed for that equally blinding release--all before another push forced every nerve within him to explode in violent delight.
For a moment, everything within the mighty Hale alpha just turned white.
Dom's balls fucking tightened. His cock lurched. And as Aidan managed to push his thick finger past the old wolf's tight defense--no thanks to the slick of spit and precum that had trickled right into the target--Dom was once more pulled into the familiar maelstrom of torturous pleasure and complete surrender. That without a lungful of air to cry out that sound of utter ecstasy, and with every bit of him all flexed hard and tight for that one thunderous moment, the way the mighty muscle-alpha just felt himself explode inside Aidan's mouth was more than enough for him to get even more lost in the whirlwind of euphoria. Fuck. "G--gh--n awh--!" That moan came broken as jagged bolts of pleasure forced Dom to convulse even more as the flood of release was a flood of pleasure that washed away all his hold on control--that with how his smooth tight muscle pucker twitched and clenched around the sudden invasion of that damn finger, Dom was trapped in the moment that only permitted that same worming digit to push in deeper. Harder. Dom felt it ease--fucking felt it thrust. But as white hot pleasure wracked through his very mind and soul, the old wolf only had another soundless moan to cry out as he was merely forced to surrender another gooey burst of his creamy alpha jizz right into his bull's gullet. And all the more, Aidan gulped--and all the more his finger pushed and sought Dom deeper and even had him feel that buzzing pleasure from the way he twisted and stroked against the fluttering clenches of the alpha's incriminating tightness. Dom in turn just continued to ride through the quaking sensations as his hands blindly sought purchase. Something to grab onto. Something to hold onto. Something to fucking anchor him as wave after wave of pleasure battered through him and forced this cock to just simply throb and burst before he finally managed to somewhat break through the damn surface of the exhilirating storm.
"F--fuck--h haah!" Dom finally cried out in low bellow--almost a sob--as ecstasy remained paramount and in control of his entire brawn. Everything was just right there in his unabashedly hard and uncontrollably impatient cock as another thrust of that finger milked out another thrust from his hips and urged another creamy burst of his potent seed to just come forth and have the rush pummel right back into him with a hammering bout of white hot pleasure in its wake. Fuck. Fucking--hell. "H--hnughn--" Another jostling swell of Dom's big beefy breasts was yet another spill of a moan. And with his hand finally finding purchase against that heaving form that continued to bounce on his gushing firehose of a cock, Dom could only grab onto Aidan's hair and his massive shoulder before he finally gave into the sinful rhythm of that sly gambit. An even deeper push and Dom was just completely consumed. That little bundle of nerves right within the very seat of his thrumming pleasure was more than enough to just fully drown him in the spinning rush of it all. All he could do was clench. All he could do was grind against that finger that fucked his tight little muscle hole and taunt his very prostate. All he could do was grab onto Aidan to the point of crumpling the stretch of his shirt almost to a rip as he just fucked that sweet fucking mouth of his for all it's worth.
Cum.
And there was just more and more of it.
All thick. All hot. Fucking gooey. Fucking potent. It was almost a thick concentrate of the muscle-alpha's testosteron-laden essence as it just blindly flooded Aidan's mouth with the generous ropes of its messy slimy bursts like his mouth was some tight pussy that was meant to be inseminated. Over and over. Every thrust was another spurt. Every nudge of that finger was another spurt. Even when Aidan finally began to choke as his greedy gulps failed to keep up with how Dom just fucked that warm creamy jizz right into his tight gullet, his thick ramrod cock even pulsed into needy impatience--so much so that it felt like it was already trying to fill that throat with another rope of hot gooey cum right when that same throbbing cock was still fucking spewing. Dom could only groan on as cum began to dribble in a messy spill from Aidan's mouth while he still tried to suck him. Milk him. That even when that white hot globs of creamy surrender trickled along the same path between his legs--even right past his balls--the heaving muscle-alpha only had a deeper moan to offer as that finger practically fucked his own cum right back into him.
That sticky and slick nudge It was all the more a jolt that rode along the waves of pleasure that seized the mighty muscle-alpha--and all the more a jolt that had him feel that other rush burst through the helpless wince of his beautiful and rugged features as he tried to push out another soundless cry. Weaker, sure, but sparks still surged through his still throbbing cock just as much, all for another gooey spurt enough to quake through his already writhing brawn--just like how he felt himself quiver around that slow yet deep nudge of that naughty invader that still pushed into the very clench of his tight, hot, muscle-alpha heat. Fuck. "--h--hnuh--" Dom's huge beefy pec-breasts jiggled on with the curl of his fingers--and all the more, as pleasure still taunted and coiled, that flustered bloom all over his face only deepened just because he couldn't help but roll his hips once more for a thrust and a creamy spurt of yet another rope of cum into Aidan's throat... that, and because he couldn't help but fuck himself a little bit more against that damn finger and feel how the jolts deep within seemed to reach those hidden knots of heat and goad them into exploding into their euphoric purge.
Fucking--hell. The mighty old wolf hissed. Growled. With another rolling heave of his big beefy muscle breasts into the round juicy swells, Dom just knew that he had to will his gigantic and godly brawn into a buck and yet another thrust--and once more succumb to that pad pushing against the anxious firmness of his little secret bitch button to further quell the betrayal of his own long-held frustrations.
Even Aidan had to come up eventually and wipe the mess all over his mouth and have his massive arm flex for that swipe and his own heave, all while he finally managed to take all of Dom's slimy climax within him with a firm swallow and an ecstatic groan through another labored sigh.
Though mercy was still yet to find the old wolf as that wet pop of release had Dom crying out a deep yet helplessly sultry moan from how the suction that was keeping his nerves held together just released them all once all over the obscene and menacing hardness of the still throbbing and obscene thickness of his veiny fuckmeat of a cock--so much so that the onset of that post-orgasmic sensitivity forced him upwards for another thrust into the empty air and felt those delicious pulses of firm and resolved release just--just fucking spurt out of him.
And somewhere in the blur that Dom was fighting through, Aidan groaned as the Hale muscle-alpha's attempt to chase that mouth had him busting those generous bursts of his creamy jizz all over the young bull's pretty face before he himself cried out a soft groan from how that strong hand grasped his cock once more to rear its ride through the steadily dissipating wave of utter pleasure. Though even still, with that finger still inside the alpha's hot, virgin-tight muscle hole, Dom still had a little more left in him. That with how that little nudge compelled him to thrust, it became his body's turn to take the blow as sinful heat after damn sinful heat began to splatter across the beefy swells of his huge juicy pec-breasts---all from how the gooey streaks of his potent muscle-alpha cum just fucking painted his deliciously full and heavy tits. One even easily splattered right on his large gumdrop nipple. An easy fucking target--and even more as his succulent nipples had remained so pert. And with how Dom just had to force his massive muscle milkers to roll through another labored need to breathe, the thick gooey clump so easily slid down to coat that fat nipple nub before melting along the wide puffiness of his equally sensitive areola.
"F--fuck--hhna..." the word just simply spilled out of Dom's slackened mouth as his tongue practically lolled out from the mere exhaustion that almost kept him in the dark from the sheer impact of blinding ecstasy--and it didn't help that their only light was from the dancing blaze of the fireplace and whatever moonlight managed to spill from their windows. And right then, a perverted phantom so easily reached from the darkness as Dom rode through a couple of those even weaker spurts that he felt pool all over the hard cobbles of his rippling abdomen. Fuck. Breathe. One of the old wolf's large hands grabbed the top of the couch's backrest once more while the other pressed against his wincing face as if he needed to finally wipe both fluster and euphoria--and sweat--off of his face to get his stern pride right on back. Once again, his arms just fucking bulged into giant boulders while the mountainous heave of his big juicy muscle breasts just had to keep on with the roll as he continued to breathe through his damn mouth with the even ebbs of his hoarse groans. Fuck. Breathe.
Finally, at least, Aidan pulled out.
"O--oh--" Fuck. Somewhere in there, Dom let out a soft moan. But even still, that last haunt remained as the old wolf just felt himself work through another deep groan while the rest of him still thrummed. The rest of him still shuddered. Bucked. How fucking lucky would some creep be to see him like that. A big beefy mighty muscle-alpha all splayed in his ripe and naked glory. Heaving. Groaning. His big beefy sweat-slicked body all completely covered in the creamy mess of his own making--of his own surrender. And partly because he was forced to cum so hard from how that damn sly finger exploited his moment of weakness and fucking milked him by his damn secret sweet spot. Right then, Dom felt himself twitch once more. Clench. Was it from the need to defend himself and his pride, or was it from the need to feel more of it deep in him? Dom doesn't fucking know. He couldn't even think. All he knew was he needed to breathe while he could finally feel the aftermath of it all crawl through his skin. Slick. Sweaty. Sticky. The consequences of the sinful indulgence they shared still cloyed all over their heaving bodies. Damn fucking right. Dom winced. With a deeper breath, the mighty muscle-alpha could even smell the same cloy that was all still thick in the damn air--and even more as he snorted through a low snarl. The scent of sensual rigors. The scent of claiming musk. The scent of fucking cum. Fuck. Breathe.
"You--you okay, sir?"
Aidan.
Fucking bastard.
The heady blur had grown bearable, at least--just as the wisping sparks of pleasure that still coursed through the mighty muscle-alpha here and there. And through the pleasant weakness that gently weighed onto him with how he had completely given into the ebbs and flows of his steady recovery from it all, Dom could at least get a grip on himself and finally get that spur within him to move. Once more, the huge swells of his big beefy pec-breasts rolled into the movement--and even more as the rise of within his chest was the one that had him pushing out that low groan from how he just felt the heaviness of his own body work against him. At least he had that backrest to grab onto for that easier push of his own self off from that damn couch so he could sit back up--or tried to. Breathe. Dom blinked and winced through a gentle snort while he curled his fist for a flex as he just had to lean onto the press of his own thickly muscled forearm against said backrest to lead into that semblance of an ease that he so needed. And with another fulsome rise within the round mounds of his juicy muscle-alpha tits that rolled into a heavy bounce, Dom let himself swell up into yet another labor of a slow roll of a firm sigh--one that had him finally be aware of the sticky bits that had clung and had begun to dry against the great heave and the tight ripple of his big beefy brawn.
Right there. As Dom looked down onto the mess that he had splattered onto himself, it was easy to notice--easy to feel--how that cooled glob of his creamy jizz still clung to the still juicy firmness of his large nipple... like it was some kind of a naughty tease of sweet white glazing. Damn. There should've been a chuckle in there somewhere. But of course, Dom just had to let his free hand press on under the thick shelf of his obscenely bloated pec-breasts and let his own touch urge those stray sparks to crawl all throughout each juicy slab as he still tried to breathe it all out. Though still, as his thumb finally made that firm swipe to scoop up the still gooey clump and inevitably goad that more deliberate spark all over his chest, all that the mighty muscle-alpha could do was breathe out another firm snort while his eyes fluttered for just a damn bit. Fuck. Even beyond sexual gratification, the Hale alpha's juicy gumdrop nipples had always been so dangerously sensitive--so what more during it such an indulgence? Or after it all too? Dom even felt his big fat meaty muscle-alpha cock twitch--especially in its half-flaccid state where its splay along his thunderous muscle thigh only made it look even more obscene... as if that fat bead of cum that still oozed out wasn't already doing the damn job.
Dom growled then--against his thumb too as he suckled at the rich and potent taste of his creamy seed.
"Damn little shithead--to think I let you play with my big beefy muscle tits..." Dom chuckled low as he shook his head--and with those juicy swells of his pec-breasts rolling on for another sigh, the old wolf just had to come back for seconds as he let his index finger swipe around his puffy areola and right back into the very nub that crowed the heaving mounds of his full and round breasts--all to rub more of those stray clumps right into his finger. And with how those equally stray sparks easily burst in their tease as pleasure was just inevitable at that point, Dom felt that slight twinge of tightness that urged yet another small drop of his sweet breastmilk to bead out of his nipple. Fuck. Dom suckled on his index finger this time as he shook his head once more. "Got your damn greedy mouth nursing my big beefy alpha muscle-pecs too until you got me giving up my fucking secret muscle tit milk--" Dom's words rolled in a low hum as he let himself breathe in once more for a heave--a little more deliberate like he was fucking squaring up.
He couldn't help it--not when he could see how Aidan's own beefy brawn swelled up for that slow tense while his pretty blue eyes began to falter in their fire just a little.
"--s-sir, I..."
Dom continued to keep his gaze weighed onto the other as he watched that young bull shift back more into that meekness--even if he had to steal a gentle swipe of his tongue to lick the cum off of his lips. And the way that bottom lip looked even more sweet and plump when he bit down on it as if he tried to keep to himself even more was all the more a spark of a tease from within the mighty Hale muscle-alpha's returning authority. Damn right. The same fucking guy who had been bold enough to pull it off--but now he's getting all shy with his pretty face wrought in his own brand of adorable fluster. All the more, that nagging taunt from within the alpha's pride was easier to push against--though it wasn't like Dom was really taking it seriously, after all. It was a fucking need. It was fucking indulgence. There could even be a case that can be built around the fact that Dom was the one who started it by parading his big fat beefy muscle ass as the best thing that he could do for dignity was a damn jockstrap--not to mention that he was the also one who tried to flash that tight hot muscle pucker of his when he was getting the young bull his damn beer.
Aidan was just the lucky bastard that Dom thought was worthy enough to play with him and the creeping haunt of secret desires, really--worthy enough to savor and explore all of his big beefy mighty muscle-alpha body. And to that end, he did.
Dom just loved how he looked as he continued to mess with him.
"Shit. I even got you guzzling down on my fucking creamy jizz..." Dom's words came as an even yet low hum that was punctuated with a groan as he pushed himself off of the couch to get back on his damn feet. To stand back up. His words even served as a cue from how his big beefy pec-breasts swayed before they swell as Dom straightened back up to his glorious height and even more glorious breadth. And with his fat meaty muscle-alpha cock still out of its cotton prison, of course the girthy and thick length of the old wolf's proud juicy fuck meat just had to sway and bounce between his massive thighs like the heavy equipment that it is--so much so that even in its flaccid state, it still looked and felt like it was just fucking packed. And that juicy dollop of cum that had beaded out of Dom's piss slit finally drooled out in a long string of its slimy creaminess before the next weighty sway of that fat cock meat had it splatter down onto the hardwood floor--the same floor that creaked under the press of his large feet.
"But you just had to take advantage of me right when I was all ripe for it, didn't you? Fucking bastard--" Dom tilted his head while he held gestured at Aidan slightly with his finger as if a command for the young bull to stand back up. At least, as Aidan's sweet all-American features softened into almost an attempt to plead, Dom didn't even have to repeat himself--even more as the floors continued to creak from how he took a step forward onto the other. Of course, the huge juicy mounds of Dom's big beefy pec-breasts just had to jiggle for that too before they jostled into a tight bounce from how he breathed out another chuckle. Aidan stood up. Aidan tensed up. Still, he got his arms flexed on his sides as he clenched his fists--though all the same, Dom couldn't really see the young bull rearing for a brawl. Damn right. It was true, anyway. The sweet young muscle bull truly was only guilty of getting a little carried away in their secret naughty playtime.
"--you just had to stick that naughty finger of yours right inside where they don't belong..."
"I--I just wanted to make you f-feel good, s-sir--I liked how it felt when Derek--"
Oh. Dom raised his brow at the drop of the name--all while he remained adamant in the playful loom of his threat as Aidan balked from it even more as he took a slight step back. And just like before, the obscene and swollen bounty of their full and heavy muscle pec-breasts had come under the threat of collision once again--especially when Dom let the thrill of this last minute game goad his beefy muscle tits to rise once more into a push for his low sigh. Fucking hell. So they did fool around. Now the imposing muscle-alpha just couldn't help but wonder if his darling son got the darling young bull's sweet little muscle cherry. He wondered if he made Aidan moan like a damn bitch. Aidan wasn't wrong, after all. With another step that Dom took, what sparks still crawled down along his heaving brawn still managed to find that little spot between the flex and bounce of his beach-ball sized muscle ass--and all the more, the muscle-alpha's tight little muscle pucker twitched.
Tingled.
For a moment Dom thought about his secret toy hidden deep within one of his dressers. One of Peter's gifts. Fuck--Dom breathed in. His tight knot of a hole tightened. His cock twitched.
Then came a snarl.
Then a moan just spilled out along with a hard crash against the wall right by the door frame.
"S--sir!" Aidan cried out--but all at once, the sound was cut off into a sharp gasp with how Dom forced another firm shove against the young bull to keep him pressed face-first against the wall as it was more than enough to practically have those big juicy pec-breasts of his to smash and squish against the hard surface and smother whatever sound that still tried to spill out. And with how Aidan tried to push himself off, it was just inevitable that he offered such a damn sweet sight of him pushing his big fat denim-clad muscle ass out first like he was some cheap blond bimbo trying to peddle himself to the johns with a nice wag of his juicy goods. It didn't fucking help that those pants looked like they were poured onto him as well--especially with how the young bull's back was even fucking arched for it. Those beach-ball sized cheeks were just fully emphasized and practically showed themselves off in their own individual juiciness with how that middle seam just ran cleanly and clearly very deep in between each ridiculously juicy globe. No fucking wonder why Derek would've easily munched and fucked the hell out of that big fat treasure box.
Fuck.
And sure enough, before Aidan could even fully ease away, Dom's own gigantic brawn was already pressed against him as his own huge beefy muscle breasts heaved against that wide back with how he breathed low against his young bull's ear. His large paws were just as quick to work too--just as quick to grope. Both of them did share the same curse of having such big juicy bodies anyway. Big beefy muscle bitches. Really. Grabbing one of Aidan's round and heavy muscle tits was merely a simple reach around--just like how Dom's other hand made a quick grab for the young bull's obscenely packed and throbbing bulge between those big meaty thunder thighs of his. And right then, as Dom goaded out a soft groan from the struggling muscle mountain of a bull stud that bucked against him--and no thanks to how he had so easily slotted his still proudly hauled out muscle-alpha cock right in between the juicy squeeze of those ass cheeks--the old wolf just easily accepted what rush that coursed through him. Fuck. Another snarl.
Damn right.
"Now it's my fucking turn to make you fucking feel good." Dom growled as his strong hands began to knead the bulging goods that they had tried to grab onto as much as they could. At the very least, as Dom had expected from how Aidan's juicy pec-breast just felt so deliciously soft and firm and beefy all at the same time--and even more against the firm groping of his hand--it didn't take much for Aidan to finally breathe out that sweet studly moan of his while the rest of his mighty brawn squirmed underneath the looming weight that crowded onto him.
"S--sir p--please!"
No. Dom just offered a low growl of a chuckle as he continued to feel how Aidan's juicy muscle breast swelled and pushed its beefy fullness against the cup of his splayed hand--one that he so easily replied with a firm knead to make sure that the young bull could feel that he was truly being felt up. Teased. Molested. With how it surely goaded the sensations to burst from within Aidan's heaving muscle tit, Dom was all the more intent to meet his juicy muscle jock of a lover halfway with how he just pressed his burgeoning brawn firmly against the other and made sure that he could feel all those squirming muscles just rub against his own heaving body. Dom was all the more intent that there was no escape for the fire that was still burning within his young bull--even more as he finally gave that denim-clad bulge that firm gliding squeeze to stimulate some semblance of a pump.
"W--wait h--hah!" Aidan moaned as he threw his head back. Dom just chuckled as he reveled at the moment that the young bull's body shuddered hard against him. Damn right. And with Aidan's neck stretched as he tilted his head aside to find a spot to break free and breathe, the old wolf was just as quick to return the favor that Aidan had once given him by burying his face against that thick neck and further goad the rushing sparks within him with yet another tease to make sure he was fucking drowning under the rush of it all. "A--ah h--ah!" There it was. A sure moan. A sure buck. Dom merely growled against the tender skin while he made sure he found the pace that Aidan was trying to sink into. That where his chest swelled as he tried to rise above, Dom was quick to pinch that large nipple that he could feel push against the tight fabric. And from where he tried to roll and buck, Dom was just as quick to grind the menacing thickness of his alpha cock right in between those cheeks and force Aidan's crotch to meet the firm knead of his cupping grasp.
"H--h--oh g-god!" Aidan was left with no other choice but to cry out--though Dom was just as quick to catch that too as he continued to let his lips ravish the smooth flesh of Aidan's neck before he nipped along his jaw to make sure that that damn moan fizzled out into a hapless whimper. And all the more, Aidan heaved. Dom just dug his fingers hard into the fleshy swell of the young bull's big juicy pec-breast before that expected buck was met with an equal squeeze that it had easily throbbed against--throbbed more against. Dom could only let his warm chuckle melt against Aidan's neck as every moment that the young bull had come under the torture of his touch was a moment closer to that peak that Dom was intent to milk out. Inevitable. Inescapable.
All of it was still there, after all. The scent of their sensual rigors--the scent of their claiming musk...
--the young bull's still thrumming need.
His still coiling heat.
"Maybe if you asked daddy if he wanted his tight little muscle pucker to be finger fucked, maybe I would've asked for your permission right now--" Dom practically growled the words through Aidan's ear before he let his teeth graze along the crook of it while he took to the thrill of hearing the poor stud's attempt for words just melt into his sweeter brays. Fucking young bull indeed. The old wolf just felt his beefy muscle breast swell against the flex of Aidan's back as he chuckled. Or a cow. Dom squeezed that big beefy muscle breast once more. Close enough. Either way, the mighty Hale alpha just knew that Aidan just needed to be milked. And with his hand clamping down on that heavy bulge that throbbed harder against his touch, the old wolf's lips just hummed in delight against that flustered skin from the mere sensation of that betrayal that came from the more eager buck of Aidan's hips. Somewhere in there was a damn plea. Or just a fucking moan. But as those sweet sounds came from how Aidan's own juicy muscle breasts rose and heaved as he tried to push through the sensations that kept on drowning him, Dom was right there with him to make sure that his big beefy muscle bitch of a body was properly corralled into the peak that Dom was driving the both them on to.
Inevitable. Inescapable.
"F--fuck s-sir I'm--"
I'm close? I'm gonna cum? I'm gonna fucking burst?
Dom didn't even need those words to complete themselves--not when he was fucking calling the shots anyway. And all the more, the mighty muscle-alpha growled against Aidan's neck as he succumbed to the pleasures that he was feeling just as much as their bodies practically writhed and heaved against each others' encumbering beefiness--as if they had found themselves slotted perfectly onto each other just like they had before. Dom could at least speak for himself on that end as he felt the throb of his cock slide firmer against the seam that he could almost feel the very heat of that tight muscle hole that was just merely one layer away from his burgeoning claim. Fuck. It wasn't even the damn first time--but it certainly won't be the last. Soon enough. Dom just growled then as his hands squeezed Aidan's juicy pec-breast and his equally juicy cock in greater tightness as if to preemptively claim the promise of such pleasure that would be all for him to claim for later on.
That was the point anyway.
That through the dizzying lust that both of them had began to sink further into through their ragged heaves and even more impatient bucks, Dom just continued this first claim that he could get as he rolled his hips back a little farther--enough to goad a soft hiss from him as they both pushed their asses back just enough that Dom's own beach-ball muscle ass parted just enough that such naughty tickling breeze found its way back into the shy twitch of the muscle-alpha's tight hot balloon-knot of a pucker. Any creep would be so lucky--and all the more they could try and sneak that same exploit that Aidan just pulled out not too long ago. Dom just growled as his need barged through that sliver of a haunt. And all at once, the mighty muscle-alpha slammed his cock right back into the squeeze of those denim-clad cheeks and even strengthened his claim with how his easing ramrod cock began to leave small streaks and spots of his generous precum in its wake. Right there. Once more, Aidan moaned--once more, he bucked. And Dom was just compelled to taste more of Aidan when he felt that young beefy muscle bull just grow taut against his own body in the name of any semblance of release that he could cry out to. That with how Aidan's huge beefy pec-breasts bounced and swelled as another moan finally spilled past his pretty lips, Dom leaned into the stretch of that thick neck as his own lips found their way higher along that scruffy jaw. Higher still. Dom felt that warm breath so close to him--and all he could do was stake his claim right in there too with a firm kiss that he finally met halfway.
Somewhere in there was a moan. Somewhere in Dom was a moan as the old wolf let it spill into his mouth in full as Aidan just lost himself in the storm. And just as the sweet sparks of it easily sunk into the swells of Dom's own massive muscle breasts, his hunger just struck him with their own demand as he palmed and squeezed that bulge like it was his own. Right there. They moaned. They bucked. And with one last thrust of his cock deep in between Aidan's big fat ass, it drove the young bull's hips to thrust forward firmly enough against that strong grab to finally meet that final jolt of pressure that he needed to just fucking blow.
Somewhere in there was a moan.
And another.
Over and over.
That with how Aidan's own body finally seized into that flood of release. Dom just held him tight and held him close as felt that mountainous brawn of his just convulse against his hard body. It really didn't take long--especially so as Aidan had been keeping that tight ball of his need for far too long. And with how Dom gave that pulsing bulge a firm squeeze, he easily milked out a spill of a shaky gasp from the heaving bull as his own creamy burst quickly soaked into his pants in their obscene and potent generosity. Dom could even feel it. Every hard pulse was an equally hard spurt of slimy gooey cum that just splattered inside the confines of the tight jeans that Aidan wore. He was practically making a huge mess of himself--and Dom made sure that it remained so with how he began to knead that crotch and have Aidan surrender more of it as he remained all too helpless within the mighty muscle-alpha's mighty embrace.
"S--sir! G--gn--oh god--" Aidan groaned. His voice was clearly thick with the cloy of shame.
"I know--I know..." Dom teased the way he feigned the low growl of that fatherly assurance as he kept his hold firm around Aidan--and even more his grasp against his bulge as he knew damn well the young bull isn't out of the damn woods just yet. He still pulsed. Throbbed. And with how Dom could almost taste that shame roll through another heave of a helpless moan that spilled out of Aidan's lips, the Hale muscle-alpha just kept a tighter squeeze to make sure that he milked every last bit of that damn climax--even to the point of forcing the young bull's creamy surrender to actually completely seep through the fabric and trickle along his fingers like he was putting a pressure on a drenched sponge. Fuck yeah. The heaving muscle-alpha continued the tease with another chuckle--especially with how easily he could feel the other continue on to buck into the grasp of Dom's now cum-drenched hand despite how mercy finally came with the ebb of that cursed rush. "See? This is why you don't mess with daddy..." the old wolf finally hummed as he savored the sounds of Aidan's own labored groans while his big beefy body continued to heave and shudder through the sparks that still remained--and the spurts that kept on with their last.
"I--hnuuh... f--fuck... s-sir..." Aidan could barely form his words as his body just felt slack and heavy from the all-consuming peak of his pleasure. And as he continued to try and catch his breath, Dom still gave that crotch a squeeze to milk out those weak and shy whimpers this time around. Shame. Dom could even feel how Aidan tried to shift his hips away as if he meant to try and keep the sticky and slimy cling of his soiled pants from trying to soak more of what creamy aftermath that still tried to dribble out of his softening cock.
"Now look at you--making such a big mess..." Dom hummed before he let his lips curl for a smile while pressed against Aidan's neck. And with how Aidan continued to breathe through it in the rise of his ragged sighs, the old wolf could easily feel that pulse just throb in the rush of the fading high. At the very least, the muscle-alpha wasn't as forcible as before even if his embrace still remained--not that there was reason for Aidan to fear anyway as Dom was just as quick to reassure his gentler claim with an even softer kiss along the young bull's neck--all while he let his hand press flat against the swell of the juicy muscle breast that he had been kneading hard and firm not too long ago. "--and I can't, in good conscience, have you walking around out there with a damn mess like this..." Another squeeze against Aidan's crotch. More of that warm thick cum soaked through the fabric--even enough for some to ooze between Dom's fingers.
Of course Aidan whimpered. He was so easily reminded of such a naughty mess, after all.
And that was the point.
"But hey... at least we sized each other up now, didn't we?" Dom words melted along Aidan's neck and once more, the old wolf felt how Aidan's neck tensed and gave way for another raspy groan that continued to roll with how the old wolf continued to slowly and gently massage the young bull's trembling pec-breasts. And with Dom feeling some new kind of easy warmth grow within the swell of his own beefy muscle tits, his own heave of a sigh grew just as gentle too while he tried to hold Aidan closer against him and even feel the younger bull lean back against the mountainous breadth of his beefy body. "--and I'd reckon that you'd end up real cramped up there in Derek's room..." Dom shifted a little bit this time as he groaned once more and let his lips move a little further on until he nuzzled the back of Aidan's head and let his kiss settle right there at the peak of his nape. And with how it goaded Aidan to shudder and gasp rather predictably from how easily those sparks melted straight down along his spine, the mighty Hale muscle-alpha just continued to drag his kiss along the other side of Aidan's neck to once more pull his fine young bull into the lull of their bodies that were all pressed and kept tight.
"But my room, however--that's big enough for the two of us..." Dom welcomed the feeling of their shifting weights--especially with how Aidan swayed to lean against his other side and had his big beefy muscle tits just spill and jostle within the cupping grasp of the old wolf's hand. And sure enough, that juicy and sinful sensation was enough for Dom to steal a squeeze--to let his thumb circle over that nipple once more as if he didn't already torment it with his prior tugs and pinches. And it was easy for Dom to feel Aidan shudder then as he was instantly reminded of the nerves that reawakened themselves through such a touch as his thumb continued to circle over that sensitive nipple underneath that shirt that was all soaked in sweat and cum. Shit. Dom smirked. The scent of sensual rigors. The scent of claiming musk. The scent of fucking cum. All right there. A fucking cloy that still remained--and will remain as Dom was already thinking about the other things that they could do now that they had broken the ice in the best way possible.
"After all, this old man still got a lot to teach you--especially if we're gonna have you in our little family here, yeah?" Dom could only hum on then. And with his hands being a little merciful, he just tried to stake his claim further onto his young bull as he kneaded Aidan's swollen pec-tits together--with his other hand practically slathering Aidan's own cum right onto his heaving breast that offered a heavy swell in turn.
"You like that, son?" Once more, their voices were low. Once more they sounded like they were sharing secrets just like they shared the heat of their heaving bodies.
"Y-yes... yes sir."
That word. Dom hummed softly before his fingers both stalked Aidan's still hard nipples even if they were under the thin stretch of his damn shirt. And with how they so shamelessly pushed through, Dom doesn't even need to look down. His fingers found those juicy nubs just fine and gave them a little tug enough to make the heaving muscle bull groan in thrumming delight. Fuck yeah. Big beefy muscle tit bitch--Dom's big beefy muscle tit bitch. And that was just the damn tip of the iceberg.
"I've been meaning to ask you to call me Dom from now on... you being my son's friend and all--though I must say I do love it when you call me sir..." Dom hummed. Then he throbbed as both of their bodies heaved in tune of their own breathing. Winded? Spent? It was easily debatable as Dom was just too damn horny for his own good. The fire still crackled, after all. The night had just begun. "--makes you sound like a real good boy for me..."
Fuck. Fuck yeah.
"--are you gonna be my good boy, Aidan?" Dom gave those big juicy tits another squeeze--and he let his fat cock throb in between the squeeze of his muscle-bull's big fat muscle ass.
"Y--yes! Yes, I--I'll be good!" Aidan moaned almost breathlessly as he found himself leaning back--all while he tried to tilt his head to turn to Dom and convince him of it.
"And I'll be good, what?" Dom hummed. His lips pressed onto the corner of Aidan's parted lips and savored the feeling of how that gasp so gently escaped.
"Yes I--I'll be g-good, sir..."
Dom chuckled.
"Damn right."