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16:11 Vaak-Uhm: Jock awakens on what feels like moist, soft earth. He is shirtless and barefoot. The air is cool and humid. It is utterly dark.

22:34 JockBrah: "Where the fuck am I?" muttered Jock as he stood to his feet.

22:34 JockBrah: Jock couldn't see a damn thing. Was he outside? In a cave? As Jock stuck two fingers in his mouth, he let out a WHISTLE to wake the dead. ECHO! ECHO! ECHO! The ringing confirmed Jock's suspicion. Wherever he was had range.

22:34 JockBrah: "If this is someone's idea of a joke, you've got hell to pay," Jock growled aloud as he hobbled around barefoot.

22:34 JockBrah: Jock could feel his bare chest as he scratched his itchy body hair. The humidity was getting to him as sweat oiled down his hairy muscles. It had been ages since he had shaven. A chuckle as Jock could only imagine his appearance right now. What a werewolf he must look like right now as Jock stretched out his muscles proudly.

22:34 JockBrah: Suddenly, a NOISE approached. Jock readied himself, fists clenched. Whatever it was, Jock was ready.

23:06 Vaak-Uhm: The sorcerer watched the man he had brought for tonight's ritual... the small clearing in this dense forest was completely lightless, at the moment, but Vaak did not require light to see.

23:06 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak was hungry, so hungry... he had awoken from his long sleep mere weeks ago. Such was his life; sleep for a century or two, then awaken, feed, and spend a few decades studying, exploring, increasing the scope of his eldritch powers. Feeding more. Even he could not account for his own age with certainty, any longer. Two millenia at least. But this waking was different… there was something loose in the world, something darker even than the sorcerer himself, something vast and dangerous, dangerous even to the sorcerer. It would need to be dealt with, and Vaak-Uhm would need to be at the height of his power to do it. So the prey for this ritual would need to be the richest, most powerful of sources.

23:06 Vaak-Uhm: Tonight's specimen was magnificent. As with all of his prey, the man would not recall the portal which brought him here. Awakening alone, near naked, in the dark, no memory of his journey here.... but he stood boldly, challenging, calling out. A fine specimen.

23:06 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak flexed his will, dispelling the endarkening dome he'd cast about the clearing. Instantly, the clearing was flooded with the light of the full moon.

23:06 Vaak-Uhm: "You are where I have brought you, Jock." Vaak stood wearing only tight leather trousers, his pale body taut with muscle, but not bulking as large or feral-seeming as Jock. "I have collected you."

08:22 JockBrah: Jock was in awe as the clearing illuminated around him. Who was this figure calling to him? Their bodies glowed in the moonlight as Jock bathed in the tingling cool air of the night sky. He admired the pale muscular figure before him, a timeless confidence radiating off the man. Jock was instantly intrigued as a sly grin grew across his face.

08:22 JockBrah: "Collected me, huh? Well, hold on to your pokeballs, because I ain't no Pikachu, buddy."

08:22 JockBrah: The pale figure raised an eyebrow. What an oddity this human was.

08:22 JockBrah: "Poke...mon? No? Not a fan?" Jock quipped, slightly miffed at his tough audience.

08:22 JockBrah: Jock cracked his knuckles as he rolled his shoulders out. His muscles flexed and popped with arrogance. He was ready to start this battle of the shirtless hotties.

08:22 JockBrah: "Okay, tough guy. You at least know a fight when you see one right? You want me? Come get me!"

09:24 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak raised an eyebrow quizzically. A summoner? He was not familiar with the demon Pikachu, and his scrying of this specimen had revealed no indications of extraplanar magics... he waited, and nothing happened. Hmm... perhaps the invocation of a tribal totem, then. No matter... in his long centuries, the sorcerer has run across all manner of magic. There was little left to surprise him.

09:24 Vaak-Uhm: He studied his quarry, as the powerfully built man flexed and strut. Yes... such confident, raw male aggression. No idea where he is or how he has come here, yet ready to pitch his strength and domination against the pale, muscular man he faced. Vaak could practically feel the cum thrumming in Jock's balls.

09:24 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak knew the natural strength of his form was ill equipped to stand muscle to muscle with this prime example of alpha manliness... and struggle was the key to his needs. He flexed his will, muttered "enmightis," and his form was briefly wreathed in writhing shadow which seemed to sink into body.

09:24 Vaak-Uhm: "I already have." He offered his hands for a test of strength.

11:17 JockBrah: Jock growled as he charged forward like a bull! This guy and his parlor tricks weren’t going to fool him. As Jock threw up his hands, the two locked up, intertwining their fingers overhead. Jock knew he outmuscled this guy, although he suddenly looked a lot stronger.

11:17 JockBrah: “So who do I have the pleasure of submitting in this test of strength?” grunted Jock as he found himself slightly struggling to bring this shirtless stranger to his knees.

11:17 JockBrah: As Jock looked into the man’s eyes, he could feel the man’s strength beginning to rival his own. How was this happening? Jock moaned as he put on more pressure, sweat dripping through his forested torso of manly body hair.

11:57 Vaak-Uhm: "YES!" thought the sorcerer as the brute charged forward... the aggression, the MALENESS of the specimen, was intoxicating. Their grips locked, and Vaak flexed the muscles of his form against the man, meeting his savage strength.

11:57 Vaak-Uhm: The man's thick, powerful, hairy chest was pressed against the smooth muscle of his own form and Vaak felt his manhood swell... even with his magical enhancement the man was stronger... but the spell was not at its limits, and so Vaal increased its intensity... he did not wish this to be over too quickly.

11:57 Vaak-Uhm: Flesh pressed against flesh, pecs and arms and grips crushing together as each strove to drive the other to his knees, the sorcerer could feel the raging masculine energy, and opened the conduit, the invisible magical channel he created between himself and his prey, just the barest crack... just to taste...

11:57 Vaak-Uhm: "I... am... Vaak-Uhm," he ground out, his voice strained by his physical effort. "And you... shall... submit to... me!" Vaak doubled down, dug deep, flexed against the mighty man, striving to drive him back and down...

15:26 JockBrah: Jock’s eyes widened in fear as Vaak’s unexplainable strength drove him to take a knee. Jock was floored. Had he so sorely misjudged this stranger’s muscles? Jock looked up the man’s tight abs, chiseled pecs and into his hypnotic eyes. He was a stunning figure but Jock couldn’t let himself be outmuscled given the muscle differences.

15:26 JockBrah: “Your strength is otherworldly, but I’ve got a few cards up my sleeve too!” Jock howled as his body hair thickened and muscles pumped.

15:26 JockBrah: Jock raised his hands up, benching Vaak backwards. Jock was unleashing his inner fighting spirit that he called Primal Alpha. As Jock’s strength, speed and endurance increased, he snarled up to Vaak’s face.

15:26 JockBrah: “Whatever you’ve got cooking to make you so strong, you better spice it up because I’m ready to put my whole body on the line to make you submit!”

15:26 JockBrah: And with that Jock pressed his torso against Vaak’s, his thick body hair caressing against Vaak’s smooth physique. Jock could feel the intensity between them as their arms splayed up and out. Suddenly Jock looked directly into Vaak’s stunning eyes. As Vaak stared back, Jock thrust his hips against Vaak’s. A cheeky test of their manhoods as Jock held Vaak’s intense, sensual stare.

17:01 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak's eyes were vortices of darkness as Jock stared into them... Vaak felt the surge, the energy in his prey. Well, then... there is magic in him after all. Old magic. Vaak wondered if the man was a latent werewolf. The energy was odd... not fully realized. Raw, masculine, primal potential. Perhaps, somehow, a precursor to werebeast magics, somehow re-emerged into the world through him? Still, it was rich, indeed, with what Vaak craved.

17:01 Vaak-Uhm: With their muscular bodies pressed so tightly and aggressively together, the sorcerer flexed his will again, a simple spell, and their garments vanished as though smoke. Vaak's raging hard, veiny cock, smooth and pale as the rest of him, was crushed against the beast's own hairy, throbbing, virile manhood. The conduit surged with life and power, and Vaak drank as Jock muscled him up, back, crushing down against him... Vaak flexed every muscle in his body and strove not to yield an inch further, meeting the powerful mortal's new strength with all the physical might he had.

19:08 JockBrah: Jock MOANED unexpectedly. His strength and energy almost glitching. What just happened? He and Vaak were locked up, bodies pressed so tightly against each other that Jock couldn’t help feeling Vaak’s manhood wrestling with his own. Was he tiring out or was Vaak using one of his tricks? Either way, Jock wasn’t going to back down.

19:08 JockBrah: “You think you can wear me down? Just try it!” dared Jock as his body began to quiver with a strange fatigue.

19:08 JockBrah: Jock threw his right leg back for balance. If he wasn’t careful, one bullrush from Vaak would have Jock on his back and his pale opponent pinning him down as his muscles continued to struggle.

19:45 Vaak-Uhm: "Hmmm.... I thought you were powerful, but perhaps I was wrong." The sorcerer could feel Jock's fatigue.... perhaps he had been overzealous in his first taste through the conduit, flesh pressed to flesh. But, he suspected he knew how to provoke the beast's manhood.

19:45 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak muscled forward, flexing powerfully, and crushed Jock to his knees. "Beg."

00:45 JockBrah: Jock's eyes slivered with rage as Vaak looked down at Jock's muddied knees. Vaak had him against the ropes in this test of strength but he made one fatal mistake. Jock doesn't submit voluntarily.

00:45 JockBrah: "Argghhh!" howled Jock as his veins pulsed with new blood flow.

00:45 JockBrah: Jock fed off of confidence, especially arrogance. The rush of his opponents underestimating him only to discover his second wind gave Jock's manhood a raging flex. Jock threw back his leg again for leverage as he slowly lifted Vaak's arms back above his head. Jock's armpit hair tentacled out in sweaty clumps, dangerously close to Vaak's face as the two now pressed against each other once more. Jock was ready this time. He could withstand whatever power Vaak was using that caused him momentary fatigue. If Vaak wanted Jock's strength and Primal Alpha energy, Jock was going to give it to him raw!

00:45 JockBrah: "You want to feel my raw strength, tough guy? Then have it all!" snarled Jock as his teeth fanged in rage.

00:45 JockBrah: Jock's arms pressed down into Vaak's as Jock's lats flared out. He was going to show Vaak what real muscle could do. As Vaak's elbows bent, Jock guided them backward, pressing his chest against Vaak's. Vaak's cool, smooth chest paired well against Jock's forest of hair as his grip guided Vaak's arms behind the small of Vaak's back. To any onlooker, Jock had Vaak in his arms, but Jock was still gripping Vaak's hands to get that test of strength win. He would do anything to bend Vaak's hands up in mercy and have him on his knees. Could he get Vaak to submit or was Vaak powerful enough that Jock inadvertently put Vaak in the perfect man hug to feed off Jock's Primal Alpha power?

08:21 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak moaned with pleasure and effort as the aggression and power within Jock swelled... Vaak continued to muscle against the big, hairy brute but Jock muscled Vaak back and down.. the conduit thrummed with energy, and Vaak lapped at it greedily.

08:21 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak wanted MORE contact, flesh upon flesh... he ripped his grip down and free, then surged up within the circle of Jock's arms and gripped around his body, Vaak's arms flexing hard against Jock's thick, wide lats and their pecs crushed together as Vaak bore down a brutal bearhug! Their hot, hard manhoods pressed together, the sorcerer could feel Jock's strong pulse through his balls. SO MUCH LIFE.

00:26 JockBrah: CRACK! Jock HOWLED as he threw back his neck in agony. Vaak’s bear hug was inhuman. Jock composed himself. A wild man with a quick mind, Jock assessed the cracked spinal cords. No pain felt as he caught his breath. Vaak’s bear hug proved chiropractic at best but Jock didn’t want to risk another squeeze severing a nerve.

00:26 JockBrah: “How bromantic of you, Vaak, but let me show you why they call it a bear hug!”

00:26 JockBrah: Jock forced his hairy hands under Vaak’s arms and around his meaty back. Vaak’s body was pure muscular aesthetic, Jock thought. As if his muscles were picked off of the finest sculptures, Jock caressed along his opponent’s lower back as he intertwined his fingers. Jock was locked in.

00:26 JockBrah: “Look at me,” Jock commanded as his forehead pressed against the sorcerer's, their noses slightly caressing.

00:26 JockBrah: Jock could feel every abdominal muscles of Vaak’s flex and exhale against Jock’s hairy stomach. Their chests heaved together as their pecs puffed up into their necks. Finally, Jock breathed in Vaak’s exhale and his eyes slivered in the moonlight. Jock was gonna break Vaak in half!

00:26 JockBrah: “Arghhh!” Jock grunted as his forearms sunk into Vaak’s back!

00:26 JockBrah: Jock was feeling against Vaak’s body to catch him at the most vulnerable moment of his exhale and now he was crushing Vaak in a horrific bear hug so Vaak couldn’t inhale even if he wanted!

00:26 JockBrah: “Give up, Vaak! I’ll break your spine if you try anything funny!”

12:15 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak thrilled at feeling the larger, thicker, hairy body of his prey yield to the strength of his form. Even his own masculine might was intoxicating to him...

12:15 Vaak-Uhm: But then, the hairy alpha warrior rallied, power and life SURGING in him. He MUSCLED his way into Vaak's bearhug, FORCING his grip open! Vaak gasped and moaned, partly from the agonizing compression and partly from the surging tide of manful energy flooding down the conduit. He strove to drink it all. MORE FLESH, MORE CONTACT!

12:15 Vaak-Uhm: Jock cranked the hug TIGHTER, and the sorcerer could no longer inhale.... of course, he didn't need breath, as such. But the crushing pressure upon his form was exquisitely agonizing.

12:15 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak broke their locked gazes, his head tilting forward, gripping Jock's broad hairy back... the sorcerer lifted his smooth, muscled legs and encircled the alpha's hard body. Still flexing desperately against the hairy musclejock's monster hug power, Vaak hiked his hips, his hole questing hungrily for the thick, precum drenched head of Jock's dominant meat.

22:22 JockBrah: "Ughhh..." Jock quivered as Vaak's legs wrapped around his waist.

22:22 JockBrah: Jock could feel the powerful thighs crushing against his hips but Jock wouldn't let up on his bearhug. Suddenly, Jock felt a sensation he didn't expect: pleasure.

22:22 JockBrah: "Your...," grunted Jock as Vaak lowered himself onto Jock's manhood.

22:22 JockBrah: Jock gasped! He hadn't even realized he was stiff. This foe was like no one Jock had ever encountered. He was intoxicating, bringing Jock's rage and lust together in a cauldron of pure masculine aggression. As Vaak stared deeply into Jock's eyes, Jock's bearhug lowered to a firm one-handed grip of Vaak's sculpted buttocks. With his free hand, Jock ran his fingers through his hair, leaving his hand behind his head. Vaak caught what Jock was doing. He was flexing for him. A closeup of Jock's meaty bicep as his armpit hair glistened with sweat. Jock was showing off.

22:22 JockBrah: "You think you can handle me?" dared Jock as he kissed his bicep in cocky fashion.

22:22 JockBrah: Suddenly, Jock let Vaak's hips descend onto his fleshy pride. If Vaak was trying to drain Jock of his masculine energies, Jock was about to give Vaak more than Vaak could handle.

08:12 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak gasped, at the thick, hard manhood filling him, at the strength, at the cockiness, at the sight and sound and smell.

08:12 Vaak-Uhm: As Jock flexed, the sorcerer gripped his body and pulled himself against Jock, plunging his mouth into the hairy alpha's armpit and suck-worshipping it... Vaak's muscled hole worked the stud's powerful cock, their hot naked bodies pressed together, held aloft effortlessly on Jock's strength.

08:12 Vaak-Uhm: SO MUCH MALENESS, SO MUCH CONFIDENCE, SO MUCH LIFE, SO MUCH HOT FLESH! Vaak gave in to his hunger and sucked at the energy pouring, FLOODING down the conduit, such a rich flow that he doubted Jock could even really feel him drinking, yet....

23:56 JockBrah: "I...I..." repeated Jock as he snapped out of a trance.

23:56 JockBrah: The sensations. The energies. Jock could no longer tell the difference between pleasure and pain. It was a maelstrom of emotions as he realized Vaak was draining Jock's cock. Was it precum or had Jock lost control of his load like an immature teenager? No, it was something else entirely, like his energy somehow. Jock could feel his knees bow as he grabbed Vaak's defined back for support. Jock grunted to himself, pumping himself up to not lose this erotic fight. What did this Vaak have planned next, he wondered as he tried to stand his ground against Vaak's hypnotic onslaught. Jock would show Vaak who was the lead in this dance even if it killed him! Jock heaved as he continued to carry Vaak, who took every thrust like he owned it.

00:44 Vaak-Uhm: The sorcerer felt the powerful man stumble, flag, felt the manly power pulsing through the conduit lessen... and then, with a low, animal grunt, the man rallied, muscles flexing, STANDING strong, FUCKING strong!

00:44 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak rode Jock's powerful cock as the man held the sorcerer aloft there in the moonlit forest, pumping with the man's rhythm. Flexing his legs to crush upon Jock's body again, Vaak thrust his head forward, devouring Jock's mouth in a tongue-plunging kiss, and the pale sorcerer's sinewy arms wrapped around the broad shoulders of the hairy muscle brute upon whose strong cock he was held and impaled. The conduit SURGED.

21:48 JockBrah: "Unngghh..." Jock moaned as Vaak drained his strength.

21:48 JockBrah: Jock had never felt such erotic fatigue before. Did he want to resist or did he want to be consumed to death? Jock shook at the thought of dying for such pleasure but a dance with death could be arranged if he kept his rage ignited. Jock looked into the sorcerer's eyes as a tongue slithered down Jock's throat. Jock's eyes rolled back as his entire body was falling prey to Vaak's advances. Only Jock was wrong. He wasn't fatigued. He was building up. A RUSH of another wind hit Jock like a steroid as Vaak inadvertently unlocked Jock's darkest sexual desires: a fatality fuck. An erotic fight to the death where energies, strength, mind, body and spirit would be pushed to the limits. Could he defeat such a sorcerer? Jock felt destined to find out.

21:48 JockBrah: "You might have a few spells up your sleeve, but I'm the one with the magic wand," winked Jock as his nails clawed into Vaak's asscheeks, thrusting the sorcerer farther onto Jock's raging cock.

21:48 JockBrah: Jock rushed Vaak forward, SLAMMING Vaak against a nearby tree. Jock grabbed the tree branches above him as his muscles flexed with alpha energy. As Jock pounded into Vaak's tight pale abyss, he began losing himself to the dark passions of his Primal Alpha spirit. Vaak's back skinned against the dead tree bark as Jock crushed him relentlessly, the violent thrusts shaking Vaak's pale muscles as he sat on Jock's vicious manhood. Jock couldn't stop himself. He needed to dominate, to cause pain. Jock widened his grip on the tree branches as his lat muscles winged out, his body hair sticking straight out as he flexed. Suddenly, Jock raised his knees, chairing Vaak onto his cock as Jock fired off a set of pull-ups to bounce Vaak up and down on his cock. Jock howled as he lost count of the reps, his muscular shoulders bulging. Jock stared into Vaak's fluttering eyes, sweat drenching his body.

21:48 JockBrah: "Didn't expect a workout, did ya?" Jock sneered with confidence.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: GODS, the raw STRENGTH, the AGGRESSION, the DOMINANCE of this man!! Vaak was enthralled, the conduit had become a FLOOD and Vaak WANTED it, NEEDED it, HUNGERED for it! This form was ill equipped to drink it all, and Vaak-Uhm's form SHIFTED.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: As the powerful hairy alpha stud continued to brutally fuck Vaak by muscling through pull-ups bearing the sorcerer's weight, hairy muscles flexing huge, Vaak's mass increased, his body bulking, limbs lengthening, dividing, stretching, becoming a bulging mass of slick, writhing, muscular thick black tentacles, each ending in a suckling mouth which resembled a cock head.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: A dozen wrapped Jock's powerful body tightly, securing the sorcerer to his mighty, muscular feast, and the ends of them came to Jock's hairy, musky pits, erect nips, thick lats, strong abs, big feet and latched to them and SUCKLED.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: The sorcerer's tight muscled ass became a tight muscled tentacle mouth engulfing Jock's dominant, powerfully fucking cock, SUCKLING.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: Another tentacle plunged the hairy alpha's throat again, pushing past his tonsils, plunging like the deepest deep throat cocksucking Jock had ever given.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: Smaller tendrils wrapped his balls and pulled them tight.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: Finally, a thick tentacle pushed at Jock's muscular hole.

05:49 Vaak-Uhm: The conduit was flooded and Vaak WOULD NOT MISS A DROP OF IT.

23:35 JockBrah: "Noooo!!!" Jock gasped as his mouth filled with the sorcerer's new form.

23:35 JockBrah: What was this dark magic? Jock trembled at Vaak's inhuman appendages as they forced themselves into every corner of his being. Jock had never faced such a man creature before, yet his Primal Alpha felt a kinship of sorts. Jock stared into the void that formed around him, tendrils tying his once powerful arms to the branches he was pulling them up towards. Jock's pupils dilated as he could feel his strength draining. Every inch of him flexed for freedom, but his body quivered for domination. Was this Vaak, or did the masochistic part of Jock's Primal Alpha yearn for another alpha entity to drain and consume it? As Jock's muscle mass softened, his eyes watered with fear and ecstasy. Would this sorcerer drain Jock to the brink of death? What sadistic motive could his Primal Alpha have for nearing defeat? Jock's eyes rolled back as Vaak held his nourishment up, as he neared yet another fatal alpha victory against another mortal victim.

05:28 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak's voice roared soundlessly THE FLOOD THE FLOOD THE POWER THE LIFE I SHALL HAVE IT ALL MMOOOORRRREEE FFFLLLEEESSSSHHHH!!

05:28 Vaak-Uhm: The thick tentacle PLUNGED into Jock's muscled hole, pumping, thickening, driving, fucking him deeply. Within the thick tentacle engulfing his huge throbbing alpha cock, a smaller tendril emerged and drove INTO Jock's warrior meat, sounding him, plunging to the root of his cock, DRINKING there. Two tentacles came and engulfed his tightly bound balls and SUCKLED, still not enough MUST HAVE IT ALL, small tendrils emerged from within those and punctured his huge swollen alpha balls, sucking his cum directly, SO MUCH LIFE!!! SO STRONG!!!

20:59 JockBrah: Jock's entire body flexed as Vaak drained him. His skin paled to almost that of the sorcerer's as Jock's muscles thumped, as though his whole body was a heartbeat. He was nearing the end. As Jock's eyes began to grey, he could feel his Primal Alpha burrowing inside, hiding in terror. Had Jock's inner fighting spirit really submitted to a superior alpha? Tears secreted from Jock's eyes as they rolled back in defeat. And with his final gasp, Jock's body went limp.

20:59 JockBrah: "Mmm..." Vaak moaned as his tentacles devoured Jock's lifeless body, sucking out every ounce of power.

20:59 JockBrah: As Jock hung in the air like dead meat, Vaak eyed his prey victoriously. Such a powerful being but ultimately Jock was just another meal. As Vaak consumed Jock's body against his own form, he couldn't help but hear the faintest of noises. Where was it coming from? Suddenly Vaak leaned in closer to Jock's pale hairy chest. By the gods, it was a heartbeat!

20:59 JockBrah: "AHHHHH!!!" ROARED JOCK as his body SPASMED IN RAGE!

20:59 JockBrah: He was alive! His arms flailed wildly as he broke off the branches of the tree. Jock wasn't trying to break free, though, he was grabbing onto everything in sight to annihilate. He was in full berserker Primal Alpha mode! His pupils dilated into dark abysses as he bared his teeth, sinking his fangs into whatever neck-like form he could find on Vaak's supernatural shape.

20:59 JockBrah: "Listen well, sorcerer. You may transcend earthly flesh, but your sustenance remains as primal as my alpha spirit! Drink of me if you dare! I will leave your dark form drunk with my energy, stumbling away as I lick my lips of yours."

20:59 JockBrah: And Jock began thrusting, fucking powerfully, regaining his erotic endurance, his cock veins thickening. He was in control of himself this time as he reveled in the debauchery. If Vaak wanted the seed of his Primal Alpha spirit, Jock was close and ready to overload every tentacle, tendril and orifice that Vaak fed from.

20:59 JockBrah: "Release with me, Vaak, if you dare!" Jock roared as his body hair stood on end, arms and legs pulling in Vaak's tentacles as the two wrestled to the ground in violent lust.

23:58 Vaak-Uhm: As the floodgates of Jock's manhood burst open, Vaak THRUMMED with savage delight. His tentacles reaching into Jock's balls SUCKLED brutally, forcefully, as every aspect of his flesh penetrating and sucking and fucking and wrapping the hairy alpha pulsed and pulled and thickened and drank and DEMANDED his load, DEMANDED his manly alpha power, never had Vaak had such a source, he would DRINK THE MUSCLEJOCK'S BALLS DRY!

01:02 JockBrah: Jock howled with dark pleasure. He would fuck Vaak with all this fighting spirit.

01:02 JockBrah: "Feed on me! I will give you the alpha seed to keep you drunk for centuries!" Jock thrust as he neared climax.

01:02 JockBrah: Jock could take Vaak's form until dawn but he yearned to load the sorcerer up with his Primal Alpha milk. He knew the sensation of his own inner fighting spirit, but wondered what a breeding would do to someone unaccustomed to its raw violence. As Jock rolled on top of Vaak, he allowed the tentacles to envelop his entire body. As Vaak's darkness coated his muscular physique, Jock bit his lip, drawing blood.

01:02 JockBrah: "I...I..." Jock grunted as the time had arrived.

01:02 JockBrah: As droplets of Jock's blood drooled from his mouth, Jock threw his head up to the unholy moonlight as he RELEASED a torrent of cum! Vaak's tentacles were engorged, spasming as Jock thrust into him violently. Jock was unloading his Primal Alpha semen!

07:44 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak quivered with delight as strength, aggression, and raw dominant energy pulsed into him from Jock's orgasm. So much LIFE to drink, from every muscle, from every connection between their flesh, the conduit flooded and the sorcerer sucked and sucked and SUCKED and still the flood came!

07:44 Vaak-Uhm: And the cum, THE CUM, he SUCKED it straight from the hairy alpha's balls in a torrential flood, sucking as fast and hard as he could and STILL there was enough pressure and volume left for shot after thick, ropy shot to FIRE from the man's huge cock, buckets of cum, gallons of cum and Vaak-Uhm GORGED himself, growing bigger, growing STRONGER...

07:44 Vaak-Uhm: Finally, FINALLY the flood lessened, trickled, stopped. Jock lay panting, entwined in Vaak... sweaty, exhausted, muscles heaving. But alive. VITAL. Vaak-Uhm was astonished, the force and ravenousness with which he'd fed was enough to completely drain and kill any five of most of the other men he'd ever fed upon. Only once before had he ever taken a meal more powerful than Jock, so long ago. Speaking of that meal...

07:44 Vaak-Uhm: Vaak felt warm, contented, sated, strong... after this meal, after drinking to COMPLETE fullness, he decided it was time. He would begin his quest. He wondered what had become of the barbarian.

07:44 Vaak-Uhm: But, first things first. As Jock lay naked and panting and sweat drenched, Vaak flexed his will, and his form snapped back to a human shape. Another flex, "Relocus!"

07:44 Vaak-Uhm: Jock vanished, blinking through time and space... Vaak grinned. He had sent the powerful musclejock, naked and sweat drenched and panting and reeking of cum, to Jock's favorite gym, at the busiest time of day. Let all those betas marvel at the fullness of masculine might they would never achieve.

07:44 Vaak-Uhm: Turning to other tasks, the powerful JockBrah left the sorcerer's thoughts. Though, the fond memory of him did crop up from time to time, over the centuries…

20:45 JockBrah: Jock GASPED as he sat up on the weight bench. His mind raced from the bright yellow lights above him. He had just fucked his way through one of the greatest fights of his life, nearly bringing himself to the brink of death. He never knew the depths of his Primal Alpha until this night, or was it day?

20:45 JockBrah: "Yo! What the fuck, bro?" shouted a WEIGHTLIFTER as he rested 300lbs onto the neighboring rack.

20:45 JockBrah: Jock scanned the room. He was back in his hometown gym! As gym goers sneered in disbelief, Jock looked down. He was completely naked, drenched in a variety of fluids. As the hulking weightlifter approached him in disgust, Jock eyed the crowd he had ditched town because of so long ago. Fuck these people! Let them stare.

20:45 JockBrah: "Disgusting."

20:45 JockBrah: "Is that Jock? Why is he naked?"

20:45 JockBrah: "Wow. That's big."

20:45 JockBrah: As the comments flew, Jock stood up as the weightlifter poked his feral chest in anger.

20:45 JockBrah: "Get the fuck out of here, bro. This ain't the YMCA!"

20:45 JockBrah: Jock grabbed the weightlifter's finger and BROKE it backward, sending the man the ground. He was no challenge, let alone a foe like the sorcerer he had just battled and survived to tell the tale. These plebeians were unworthy. Suddenly, Jock was surrounded by half a dozen musclebound tough guys. As they advanced on him, their singular mass reminded Jock of Vaak's handsome form and endless appendages. He reveled in the thought of feeling them again as the gang jumped Jock's naked body. Jock grinned as the punches flew wildly. This fight was for Vaak!

Published: 2020-06-21, viewed 254 times.