THE HIGH TABLE

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I woke with a heavy head, my mouth pasty and dry. Like every morning, my hand reached to my left to find Marcus's body — but the space was empty and cold. Sometimes I'd find a stranger there — someone I'd picked up at a bar. I got up, my foot knocking against the empty gin bottle and the overturned glass. It was already noon, and my head was a wreck. I barely had time to shower and get dressed before the delivery of the collection of Egyptian gold jewellery set with semiprecious stones. I had to store them in my safe before passing them on to a wealthy collector. The secret was well kept. No one knew about it—or so I thought. Sometimes I’d drink too much and lose control.

I remembered a night out with Alex Cava, an incredible bodybuilder who worked for a private app. reserved for wealthy men. You could book the man of your choice for any occasion. The app was called Golden Alpha. I’d tried several models, but with Alex, it was an instant perfect match. I could even take him to the opera or to certain high-society dinners. The delivery went off without a hitch. I’d spent the afternoon taking inventory of the collection.. Suddenly, my thoughts drifted from the ornate cloisonné gold necklace to Alex’s massive pecs. My cock sprang to attention, dazzled by the sight. I opened the Golden Alpha app and searched my favourites for his profile. I scrolled through the photos, feeling the urge to masturbate.Then, upon seeing his massive cock, I typed, “Tonight at 10?”

The reply was quick and brief: “OK.” I placed the jewellery in my safe, which held all my rarest treasures—mostly sculptures, mosaics, gladiator’s weapons, ceramics, all what the antique world has produced of the most precious. I had an hour left to change clothes. A green tank top and jogging  jpants, easy to take off, or rip off if necessary,with no underwear, my cock clearly visible through the fabric. I was pouring some champagne into an ice bucket and preparing a few canapés with caviar and foie gras. The intercom rang. The doorman announced that Alex had arrived. The elevator stops right at my apartment. The door slides and there he is smiling confident and .. not alone.

DREAM BREAKER:

I set my beer down on the table and look up from my glass to meet Max’s eyes. “Max, I have a filthy-rich client. A pleasant, handsome man who often talks too much when he’s drunk.” I pause for a moment to watch your reaction. I recognize that look when you raise one eyebrow slightly and stare back at me without saying a word. “The man currently has some truly valuable items in his huge vault. Treasures worth millions of dollars and certainly plenty of cash. And guess what, the old man just booked my services for tonight at 10 p.m.”

You’re still staring at my face, but your eyebrows have returned to their normal position. “Do you want to come along tonight? The old man would probably be thrilled to have two alpha hunks at his place. Of course, you don’t have to do anything with him; I know that’s not your thing. You’ll open the vault door while I keep the old man busy.” I grab my pint, take a sip of beer, and finally set the glass back on the table. “Well, say something. Do you like the idea? We’d both get filthy rich,” I say, waiting for your response.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I just smile... flashing you a wider grin. "Say less. Hahahahaha." I straighten up and pick my glass and take a swig. Lifting my arm, I see you stare at my bulging bicep as it bunches. I know you are in awe of me and my physic and I waste no chance to flex and put it on display while around you knowing it makes you weak in the knees. "Does he like hot muscular strong men too? Is that why he calls you over? You fuck him senseless? Tell me more..." As I sit and listen more to you as you explain who the guy is and what he is like... Only getting me hotter and harder in my pants.

And rich you said... this would be a piece of cake - you getting him busy drooling over you while I pick whatever we want from what you described as a treasure trove, a cavern of wonders. Have you seen it? This is getting interesting more and more. A filthy rich collector-curator who can barely hold his liquor and his libido... The perfect prey.

DREAM BREAKER:

"So, deal then. I pick you up at 9:30 sharp. Be ready, Adrian doesn't like me to arrive late."

MUSCLE MARINE:

"I bet he doesn't. Hahahahaha. Any particular dress-code he likes to feast his eyes on?"

DREAM BREAKER:

"Be yourself, sexy bastard. That drives Adrian crazy, makes him leaking just seeing us. And one thing more, be flirty"

MUSCLE MARINE:

I wink at you. "As you wish. Stud." I bounce my pecs as you leave my place. "Catch you later." Walking to my bedroom, already peeling my muscle top, heading to the bathroom for a nice cold shower... 'This is gonna be a hot night.' I think to myself as I hear the door slam behind you.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I don't really know what to think. I don't open my door easily, and I trust people even less. I have to admit that when I see these two athletes standing in front of me, smiling and muscular, my cock doesn't seem to have the same doubts. The new guy, whose name I don't even know yet, is tall, only a little shorter than Alex, and he must weigh around 100 kilos of solid muscle. He doesn't seem shy about showing it off, making his muscles move under his tight top. Alex smiles at me, clearly amused. I don't really have a choice but to let the new guy come in. Besides, the doorman has already seen them enter the building and i feel safe. I lead them into the living room, where I've put a bottle of champagne on ice. "A drink? Or would you prefer something stronger? Will you introduce me to your friend, Alex?" I take a slow breath. Suddenly, the air seems thick with testosterone.

DREAM BREAKER:

With a broad smile on my face, I quickly turn my gaze toward Max, who seems to be playing his role with perfect ease. “Please forgive my rude behavior, my dear Adrian, this is Max, my best friend. I thought I’d introduce him to you, in case you ever feel like a little variety,” I chuckle and playfully bounce my pecs at you. “Max might have a lot to offer too,” I add as I sneak my foot onto Max’s toes and give them a light tap.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I walk in behind Alex, smiling, confident, chest all pumped. Taking the cue from Alex, I step forward, extending my arm to shake your hand. I squeeze a bit, asserting myself, exuding some sign of dominance already. I quickly understood from the look I was getting that this Adrian is weak for confident hot powerful men - the kind of tycoon who gets weak in the knees when he meets a real stud. I smile at him as I shake his hand. "I could do a better job than this guy..." Pointing at Alex and laughing. My other hand drops down to my crotch and rubs my length in my pants. I see Adrian staring and smile at him, winking.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

The new guy is sexy. He has the look of a bad boy, or maybe a mercenary. More than anything, it's his confidence that turns me on right away. He's rough around the edges and doesn't hold back. His intentions are crystal clear. I feel a little embarrassed for Alex, but the thought of a threesome immediately makes a noticeable bulge appear in my pants. His handshake impresses me. I find myself thinking that I'd love to wrestle with him one of these nights. I don't dare ask for his number, but I discreetly check to see if he has a profile on Golden Alpha.

Alex is standing beside me. Just having him close drives me crazy. That mountain of muscle radiates pure strength. His alpha male scent fills the room. His pecs drive me wild, and when I jerk off, I think about him. I pour the champagne and hand them their glasses. "Gentlemen, welcome to my home. I'm all yours." I place a bunch of 100 dollars bills on the table. Alex gives me a wink. Everything is ready for what I expect will be an unforgettable night.

DREAM BREAKER:

Max’s arrogant and confident attitude is exactly what I hoped for from him. I know this will make Adrian’s knees buckle and his cock stiffen instantly in his loose pants. I slide my hand down to Max’s buttocks and press my fingers against his crack through his tight jeans, then quickly move over to Adrian’s side before Max has a chance to snap my fingers. I raise the glass of champagne Adrian offered me in the air to toast, all the while glancing at the huge stack of bills on the table. “I have no doubt that you’re having a great time with us. What do you say, Max?”

MUSCLE MARINE:

I barely talk, just nodding at you and grabbing the second glass, I take a sip and approach Adrian from the other side. I move to his back and placing the glass on a nearby table, I put my hands on his shoulders and start massaging him nicely, gently, hearing him moan very low. I smile at Alex... "He likes this." I tell him in a low voice, just enough to have Adrian hear me, but also loud enough as if he wasn't there. I can imagine how it messes with a man with a huge ego.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I notice the two are intimate. Alex is caressing Max's ass. For Me, I dream of only one thing: to be taken between these Greek statues. I think it's Greek art and Roman antiquity that led me to love very muscular men. Suddenly Max is behind me. His hot breath blows on my neck. He massages my back with his strong hands. I shiver and purr like a cat in heat. I press myself against him and my ass massages his cock in a steady rhythm. I signal Alex to approach. His breath is hot, a mixture of gin and champagne. I pull him toward me and start unbuttoning his shirt to access the part of his body that obsesses me: his pecs. I lean forward and bury my face in the deep crevice that separates his two massive, thick cushions. My tongue licks his salty, sweaty skin. Bent forward, I offer my ass to Max, hoping he will soon be its master

DREAM BREAKER:

As Adrian’s face sinks deep between my pecs, I grin at Max and give him a wink to signal that things are going exactly as we’d planned. Adrian’s skillful tongue work is paying off, and my cock grows hard as a rock in my pants, pressing against Adrian’s bulge as our cocks begin to dance a sensual dance with each other. I signal to Max to speed up a bit so we can drive Adrian completely wild with desire. “Mr. Adrian, you really know how to find a man’s most sensitive spots; your tongue is exceptionally skilled, a priceless treasure, more valuable than all those treasures you’ve collected, and there are plenty of them, right?,” I try to get Adrian to talk about the real purpose of our visit.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Meanwhile, my bulge pushing at the tycoon's ass, I start gyrating my hips slowly, sensually - something I usually do not do. I reach around to Adrian's chest, take a napkin out of hit pocket and tie it around his head covering his eyes. "They say that when one of your senses is shut off, the other four are hightened. Lets test that." I whisper softly and then chuckle in your ear. My hands then drop between you two and sliding to your crotches, I cup both of your balls, a set in each hand, massaging them slowly. I love when big muscular hot men moan, with their manhood on the line.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

The evening is beyond anything I could have hoped for. Alex's friend, despite his rough appearance, is incredibly attentive. I can feel his cock move against my ass, his touches brushing against me, sometimes lighter, sometimes more deliberate. It's like a lap dance, slowly guiding me toward pleasure. I can feel Alex's cock hardening beneath his pants. He, too, enjoys pressing it against mine, sometimes gently, sometimes with more strength. My blade is hard as steel, beginning to drip with precum. Alex talks about my treasures, but the only treasures here are his massive pecs, which I absolutely adore. Then, without warning, Max ties a napkin over my eyes. "To heighten your pleasure," he says. My hands search for Alex's biceps, and I squeeze them with all my strength. They're hard under his shirt and perfectly shaped. I feel a hand on my crotch, then on my balls. I hear Alex moan. I've never heard him moan before. Usually, he's the one leading the dance, while I'm the one moaning and screaming out in pleasure. I start to moan too. My hand slides down to his wrist, and I whisper, "Let's go to my bedroom. Guide us."

DREAM BREAKER:

"Your will is my command," I whisper with a seductive voice as Adrian clings to my bicep. His cock is dripping a wet patch onto the crotch of his linen pants. I let him squeeze my arm in his excitement while I shoot Max a murderous glare, pushing him further away with my free hand I lead us toward the bedroom. “Touch my balls one more time and I’ll snap every fucking finger on your hand,” I growl at Max in a quiet voice as we pass him by, with Adrian too horny to hear a thing.

I shove Adrian onto the bed almost violently and literally jump on top of him; my 140 kilos are pinning him down between my body and the mattress as Max moves behind Adrian’s head. Max is already digging out his massive, nearly 11-inch cock from his jeans while I pull my pants down just enough for my own cock to slide between Adrian’s legs. Max and I had planned it well: the moment I turn Adrian onto his stomach and start fucking him like a stallion, Max will sneak away to the living room and try to open the vault door. “Open your mouth,” I whisper to Adrian.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As he does, I, kneeling on top of him, slide my length over his napkin-blinded face and towards his mouth. I keep my tip at his lips, rubbing it gently along his smile line, teasingly. This is too easy I think to myself. All I need is Alex to take over completely here so I can move to phase 2 of our plan. I hear Adrian moan under me... And I ask. "You like this? Enjoying it?" I keep rubbing, and now, push the tip of my cock into his mouth slowly. "So tell me, what is this treasure Alex is talking about?"

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I'm on the bed, blindfolded, pined, enveloped in Alex's spicy scent, a mixture of animal musk, gin, sweat, and cold tobacco. Max's is more subtle, a smell of leather, pepper and metal. I see nothing, but the sudden smell of their cocks tells me they've pulled them out of their pants. Max rubs his against my lips. My eager tongue licks the glans ; my greedy mouth seeks to swallow it. Soon I feel Alex's enormous blade pressing against my pants, crushing the fabric against my balls and my cock, harder than a piece of wood. I unbutton my pants and slide them down as low as possible. Then my mouth is full of Max's cock. He asks me a question. I try to answer, but it's just a jumbled mess of words, and besides, I'm too busy sucking this treat and jerking Alex's cock through his pants. I want nothing more, unable to think, unable to understand how dangerous my situation is.

DREAM BREAKER:

Adrian is getting to the point where he’s about to cum free-handed, and we can’t let that happen, at least not yet. I get down on my knees and slide my pants off my legs as Adrian moans, totally unaware of what’s about to happen. I yank his pants off completely, letting his throbbing, precum-leaking cock dance for a moment against his abs until I grab him by the ankles and roll him onto his stomach. Max’s massive cock slides out of Adrian’s mouth, dangling menacingly in front of his face. “Ask again,” I signal to Max silently as I position myself on top of Adrian with my full weight, pressing him firmly against the mattress. My cock finds its way and slides between Adrian’s muscular buttocks. Usually, men clench their buttocks together at this point, but Adrian, instead, relaxes them and invites my snake to slither into his dark cave. I feel Adrian’s soft walls wrap around and adapt to my shaft as I sink my veiny cock deeper, making Adrian moan with pleasure. “Max, for fuck’s sake, ask him now!” I continue my mimicking.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I grab Adrian's blindfolded face and lift it off the bed a bit. Sliding my cock under his nose, rubbing the tip of it at his lips... I ask again. "Well. What is this treasure Alex doesn't stop talking about?" And with every word, it is Alex pounding his ass, a thrust between each word I utter. It is as if Alex if following my each and every word, making sure Adrian feels the impact of each push. It makes the hot big guy moan...

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I find myself on my stomach, feeling Alex push inside my ass. He has a gift for taking possession of me, and that's why he's one of my favorites. My channel grips his cock, welcoming every powerful thrust with overwhelming pleasure. His heavy balls slap against me in a broken, relentless rhythm. My face is buried in the mattress, leaving me just enough room to breathe. I try to turn my head to the side, eager to find Max's cock again. Then, suddenly, I feel it brush against my lips. But it teases me, refusing to enter my mouth, merely gliding across my face and over my lips. Then come his words, his question about the treasure. I don't understand why. But I know one thing: I want to enjoy these two Alphas to the fullest. Lust makes me weak. My voice muffled by my position, panting and moaning beneath Alex's relentless thrusts, I answer, "Later... Mmmhhhhh!... in my office... Oh... oh yes!... Harder!... you'll see it... Huhhhh!... if you do your job well."

MUSCLE MARINE:

And as you deny me the real answer I need, I slam my cock into your mouth as you try to talk more, shutting you up. I start face fucking you while you are still blindfolded. Alex increases the speed into your ass, ripping you a new hole, and it seems you like it as you start moaning around my cock, sending vibrations through me that I love. I grab your head tight... "Tell me." I pull out for a second, but as you take a breath and open your mouth to talk again, I slide my length again into your mouth and choke you... I know this will get you talking soon. I smile at Alex and high-five him... Eiffel Towering you between us.

DREAM BREAKER:

Max steps up the intensity of his thrusts, while I decide to switch to a different tactic and slow down the pace of my thrusts, making them longer at the same time. I pull almost my entire cock out of Adrian’s ass, wait a second, and then ram it all the way in until my heavy balls slap against his buttocks. Adrian moans all the time, stronger and stronger, taking Max’s massive cock deeper and deeper. After four or five thrusts like this, I lean down toward his head. “The vault is hidden behind the fake bookshelf, right?”

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I’m caught up in a succession of pleasures, each one more intense than the last. I’m like a child who receives a reward, only to have it taken away for no reason. This game of giving and taking away turns me on completely. Strangely, when it comes to sex, I’m a rather passive bottom. Alex’s thrusts are deep. My whole body shivers. Sweat runs down my aroused muscles. Max plays with my mouth, offering me his cock, then pulling it away. Suddenly, that question about my “vault.” My hard cock drips precum onto my abs and the sheets. I’m lost in total ecstasy, the kind I haven’t felt in a long time. I don’t answer Alex. Only my intense moans break the silence. But subconsciously, my head turns toward the door of my adjacent office, straight to the shelf that runs along the wall.

DREAM BREAKER:

Both Max and I follow your gaze, literally staring at the bookshelf. I look at Max and smile as we have just revealed your secret. Now, all I need to do is keep Adrian busy and distracted as I lay down on his back, using once more my massive body to nail him tightly between my pecs and the bed, shoving my cockhead into his sweet spot. "Let me make you float," I whisper into his ear.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I pull away, laughing as I watch Alex gets on the bed fully, straddling Adrian and pinning him face down again and pushing his length deep inside him. Making him scream, Adrian instinctively pushes his face into the pillow I place under his head to muffle the sound. I walk naked to the door, open it and walk into the library covered office adjacent to the room - a private office. Stepping in, I start gently knocking on the books until I hear a hollow sound. I smile as I turn back and look at Alex from within the office.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

My fingers dig into the sheets and mattress. The pleasure is so intense it's unbearable. Feeling Alex's massive pecs crushing against my back sends me into deep ecstasy. His cock inside me heightens my pleasure even more. I feel a pillow being slid beneath me. I bite into it to muffle the cries of pleasure bursting from my mouth. Alex's scent is stronger now, a heavy smell of sweat with slightly ammoniac. I feel his muscles moving against me, the heat of his skin radiating through me. I reach to grab one of his biceps, wanting to feel its hardness. I'm floating, my mind completely clouded in sexual ecstasy heightened by the blindfold. The thought that Max is now passive adds to my fantasy. I imagine him watching us fuck while stroking his massive pole.

DREAM BREAKER:

Adrian acts as if Max were still there, unaware that Max is already sneaking toward the office. I have no idea how Max plans to open the vault door, but I know he’s the best man for the job. My only job is to get Adrian writhing beneath me and to make a lot of noise to cover the sound of Max working on the door. I rise to my knees behind Adrian, my cock still drilling deep inside him, as I reach my hand between his shoulder blades to make sure his muscular torso stays pressed against the mattress while I start spanking his surprisingly firm buttocks with my free hand.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I watch from afar the ingenious dominating skills of Alex and how he is putting Adrian under his firm control. It makes my cock stir and remain hard as I search for the lever on the library to open the secret vault. I find one protruding book and try to pull on it. It works, and there is a whooshing sound... at the same time as Alex slams hard into Adrian making him scream loudly. I chuckle, impressed by the coincidentally perfect timing.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I like being dominated, and Alex is perfect. I'm not into BDSM, but I like feeling a man's strength, and Alex is incredibly powerful. He pins me down on the bed, his warm hands on my shoulders. He works my ass like an expert. It's amazing that a man built like him can be so skilled, mixing strength with gentleness. He knows exactly what I want, and every time he gives me even more than I expect. I miss having Max's cock as another treat, but I think he's saving himself so he can take his turn with me later. Suddenly, I think I hear a faint sound, almost hidden by my cries. Maybe it's just the bed creaking under our combined weight. I feel the head of my cock rubbing against the silk sheets, and the pleasure makes me even wetter. Alex now seems to be controlling every thrust. They are slower, deeper, and above all much rougher, matching my cries of pleasure as they fill this 500-square-meter duplex.

DREAM BREAKER:

"Oh yes, mr. Adrian, don't fight back; enjoy every move, every thrust I do. Feel me deep inside you? Dominating your body? Just relax and enjoy the moment," I whisper into Adrian's ear as I change the method once more and begin to whirl my hips, letting Adrian feel that spinning move deep inside of him. "Just forget everything else now, sexy. It's just you and us. We are here for you."

MUSCLE MARINE:

Just then, the whooshing sound of the secret library covered door sill the room as it opens to a vault door. "Oh fuck." I say loudly... As I notice that the vault door is yet another obstacle I need to pass to get to the treasure Alex has been ranting about for months. And what gets my attention is the eye scanner at the side of the door. I can easily crack the other codes... but that detail... I would need the tycoon himself. Or part of him. As I turn around to look towards Alex fucking Adrian, I am met with the tycoon's deep stare. "Oh shit..."

ADRIAN DUVAL:

Alex is becoming more and more adventurous. But something isn't quite the same as usual. At times, he seems hesitant. I get the impression he's experimenting with new ways of fucking me. He also keeps talking to me nonstop, whereas he normally just takes me roughly without caring whether I'm relaxed or even enjoying it. Max's silence is starting to worry me. Even his moans, or his scent, seem to have disappeared. Don't get me wrong, I'm at the height of pleasure. But that damn napkin is preventing me from seeing. As Alex playfully twirls his cock inside me like a helicopter, I slowly slide the napkin down toward my mouth. I let out a muffled cry, smothered by the fabric, which Alex probably mistakes for a scream of pleasure. My eyes meet Max's. He is standing in front of my safe, in the office adjoining my bedroom.

DREAM BREAKER:

Adrian starts writhing restlessly beneath me, moaning louder and louder. He’s probably about to come all over his expensive silk sheets. “Shhh… don’t fight it. Enjoy it and let your cock come,” I whisper, when suddenly Adrian lifts his torso up with his arms and rolls to the side, dropping me onto the floor with a thud. “What’s going on? Did I hurt you?” I manage to ask as I realize what actually happened when Adrian rushes into the office. “Adrian, wait!” I shout after him, but he’s already standing in front of a serious-looking Max.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I see this behemoth of a man rushing towards me, but I am not phased. Rather, I am ready for any eventuality that might happen... and this is one of them. Being made by the target, bait or victim is normal sometimes. It is how you deal with it that differs. And in this case, I do need him to open the vault - so he kind of made it easier coming towards me. I spread my arms wide open as I see him rushing at me. "Come." As I also spread my legs wide and take a fighting stance. "This is gonna be easier than I thought."

ADRIAN DUVAL:

What a fool I've been. Yes, they're right, the flesh is weak. And in my state, having lost the love of my life, I'm disarmed by any sign of affection. I knew Alex was just a high-class gigolo who needed money to maintain his impressive physique. But I trusted him. And he betrayed me. I also know the kind of man Max is. I've met many like him, ready to do anything to get something, even to kill. He stands there with his arms and legs spread apart. I'm ridiculous, completely naked, my dick hard, the head glistening with precum.

The pleasure has disappeared. I lean forward and charge him without thinking, my shoulder pressed against his stomach, pushing him backward like a rugby player. My arms close around his waist like a massive vise. Anger, testosterone increases my strength. He takes me for an easy prey to defeat, but he's mistaken. I know how to fight. I survived in the underworld by fighting every day. And then I have no choice. I'm risking my life. If he gets his hands on the Egyptian jewels, I'm a dead man. My client doesn't joke around. Yes, the person who sold them to me did tell me that these jewels were cursed, blood jewels that brought misfortune to each of their owners.

DREAM BREAKER:

I don't remember ever seeing Adrian like this before. He's horny, furious, and betrayed all at once as he charges toward Max with his cock standing at attention. I step up beside them to watch the action unfold, stroking my cock. Who would have thought this night would get this hot?

MUSCLE MARINE:

I see Adrian rushing towards me like a raging bull and I smile - this is exactly what I was expecting him to do. As he grabs me and tries to tackle me backwards, I lift a leg and knee him in the gut, once, twice, and a third time, making sure he feels it deep in him, slicing through him. "You want to play... rugby man?" I slide my arm under his head and around his neck and start pulling him up. My other hand goes down and grabs a tight hold of his hip, tempting to lift him off the ground and upside-down, to slam him backwards. But he is heavy and his wiggling doesn't allow me to do it with ease. I push him then to my side, holding his head at my hip and decide to rush along with him backwards... slamming his head to the wall behind us. That should daze him and phase him.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

Max is stronger than I thought. And he is enjoying this moment of violence. He is exactly what I thought he was the moment I saw him: a fighter, brutal and merciless. I take his knee strikes to my stomach. They hurt badly, and for a moment I can't catch my breath. He locks me in place and tries to lift me. I struggle and put all my weight on him to stop him. I sense a brief moment of surprise and frustration from him.

Suddenly, the back of my head slams into the wall. My vision blurs. I drop to my knees and grab hold of his legs to keep myself from collapsing onto the floor. I glance at Alex. He is watching us, and the bulge in his pants tells me he is enjoying the show. Now I know they are working together. I slowly regain my senses. The smell of precum coming from Max's sweaty pants snaps me back to reality. I wrap my arms tightly around his powerful legs and drive my head hard into his groin and lower stomach, hoping to weaken him enough to break free.

DREAM BREAKER:

I don't want to make it clear to Adrian just yet what my role is, even though he probably suspects it as I rub my throbbing cock through my pants. The man is fighting Max with surprising strength and skill, forcing Max to focus on the fight. What if he actually manages to defeat Max? The thought makes me even hornier.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I look at Alex, not quite confused but quizzical. He had one job... to keep him distracted and now I find myself fighting this man who is more than just a bodybuilder art collector tycoon. He seems like a fucking strong fighting machine too. But that wont phase me. If its a fight that needs to happen... it will as I shove him back, away from me, and aim a straight shot to his gut hard. And another and another... Landing my fists in flurry to his stomach, my first aim is to weaken him enough to use him for the eyes scanner to open the vault. I rush at him with a clothesline to his chest, slamming him down on his back to the floor, right next to the vault's heavy door.

DREAM BREAKER:

Max’s expression says it all: he’s not very pleased with my performance. In an attempt to improve my situation, I rush over to Max and Adrian and grab Adrian by the neck, lifting his upper body higher until his face reaches the level of the eye scanner. I’ll admit I’m not exactly gentle as I press Adrian’s struggling face toward the iris scanner. A moment passes as a green light sweeps across the upper part of Adrian’s face until a quiet hum from the vault door signals that our attempt has succeeded. A dry click, and the meter-thick steel door slowly gets open. I release my grip on Adrian’s neck and turn to look at Max. “We did it, buddy,” I grin.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I find myself flat on my back. My chest aches, and the impact has knocked the breath out of me. Blue, red, and purple bruises are already beginning to bloom across my skin. But giving up is not an option. If I fail to deliver those jewels, I’m a dead man. And you two idiots have no idea how much danger you’re putting yourselves in. I barely have time to catch my breath before Alex grabs me by the back of the neck and hauls me upright, crushing my throat in his powerful grip. His strength has always impressed me. Now I am experiencing it firsthand, completely at his mercy.

I struggle, but it is useless. He forces my eye level with the scanner. The light changes from red to green, and I hear the unlocking mechanism engage. My heart tightens. Alex lets go of me, pleased with himself. Max smiles, but it is the smile of a brute who has finally got what he wanted, and has just realized that he no longer needs me." While they are distracted, I slowly crawl toward an armchair where a pair of shorts has been carelessly tossed. I press my hand against the fabric and feel the remote control hidden underneath. I push the button. An emergency alert has just been sent to the security company and to the nearest police station.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I watch as Alex steps into the vault, his eyes wide in awe. Looking around for Adrian, I see him laying over the armchair fiddling with something. "The fuck is he doing? You just let him go?" I jump and roundhouse kick Alex with a brutal foot to his chest, sending him reeling into some of the artifacts and then into the wall. Turning back to Adrian, I step towards him, grab him by the nape... "Where are the jewels?" I shake him like a ragdoll, before slugging him with a hard fist to his gut.

DREAM BREAKER:

I get up with difficulties. I did hit my back against something hard, and have small cuts on my arms from falling over some artifacts. Max shakes Adrian, punching him as I step closer to them. “You’d better talk now, Adrian,” I try to convince Adrian and, to tell the truth, Max as well. I cross my arms over my stomach and spread my legs to look strong and confident.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

When I see Max knock Alex to the floor, I realize that this guy is prepared to do absolutely anything to get those jewels. I am also beginning to believe that the curse of Pharaoh s Psousennès the first may be more than just a legend. Most of the jewels’ previous owners died violent deaths. I have to limit the damage and stop my vault from turning into a battlefield. Two busts and a vase have already paid the price. I barely have time to think of a strategy before Max grabs me as though I were nothing more than a puppet for him to handle. His punch to my stomach knocks the breath out of me, but so does his question. My mind is racing. Should I answer him? Or should I keep taking the blows while I wait for help to arrive? It is a game of poker, except this time I know my life is at stake.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

Alex speaks to me in his gentlest voice, just as he used to when we were lovers. But now I know exactly what he is capable of. Still, I am surprised by how calm he is. His own accomplice has just attacked him, yet he does not seem shaken in the slightest. The hand gripping the back of my neck tightens, and I decide to give in. The police and the security officers cannot be far away. They usually arrive in less than fifteen minutes. I draw a breath and try to control my panic. Then I hear myself answer: “Behind the Piranesi engraving… there’s another safe. The jewels are inside…”

MUSCLE MARINE:

I slam you down to the ground. "Good." Turning my eyes towards Alex... "You know what to do. I need to reward our friend here." I say sharply as I pin Adrian down, and lifting his hips up a bit, I guide my still naked hard throbbing cock into his ass, puncturing his hole worse than Alex could do. I love how they howl in pain when I reach deep inside them with my rare anaconda - long and thick - snaking past several rings. I laugh as I throw my head back, loving the sensation of this billionaire's tightening hole around my shaft.

In this frenzy fuck, I watch as Alex hurries to the engraving and pulls-slides it to one side, revealing the safe behind it. I smile. "There it is."

As I slam harder into Adrian, making him feel the impact of my muscle hips to his ripped muscular one. My balls slam against his churning ones. "You close, big guy? You gonna cum for me? Alex couldnt make you cum this fast, could he?"

DREAM BREAKER:

I hear Max’s insulting words, but I’m not in a position to protest right now, so I do my best to open the safe, though I’m not as skilled at this as Max. I turn to look at Max and Adrian, who looks like he’s in pain but at the same time like he’s about to shoot his load at any moment. Finally, I pluck up the courage and turn to Max who is deep inside of Adrian: “I can’t get this open, end him and open this damn safe.”

ADRIAN DUVAL:

Max penetrates me, and I reflexively contract my buttocks and try to push back the beast attempting to enter me. But I have no chance. Never have I felt such powerful thrusts. Even my well-opened channel is too tight, and I scream in pain when Max's sword tears me open and disembowels me to the deepest part. This is far from the polished services of Golden Alpha. This is just pure force, and strangely, I like it. My screams are soon replaced by moans. My cock is hard and painful. Max's thrusts have the force of a club seeking to break through an obstacle. I shiver and feel my lower abdomen tremble with pleasure. My cock is dripping with precum.

I'm also worried when i see Alex ,triying to open the safe. But his efforts are useless and finally he is getting angry at Max, probably upset to see him fucking me his best client.. The tension I feel between these two alphas excites me even more. Soon I sense they're going to fight, and the idea of seeing them struggle makes me release a massive load that crashes against the abs of a Greek ephebe statue. I shout words: "Yes Max, you're the best, ahhahahahah, Yes, nothing like Alex." I know this will make Alex even more furious. Meanwhile, I'm buying time and especially letting them ignore that only my handprint on a reader hidden in the wall can open the safe.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Staring at Alex with rage in my eyes... I fuck Adrian harder. "You are proving to be useless." Spitting at Alex. But then my eyes shift to a stain next to the smaller safe's door. I smile, grabbing your head and pulling it back... "You, on the other hand... are quite the smart one. But not that sharp." I reach down, grab your hand and pull it off the floor. I bend your arm backwards and snap it hard. Locking it behind you, I keep pulling until I hear a snap and your arm dislocates from your shoulder. I shakke it limp...

DREAM BREAKER:

I know Max well enough to realize that he's really irritated. I don't want to annoy him any further, so I just stand quietly next to the safe, nervously watching what's happening. This wasn't supposed to go like this.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

The pleasure is quickly replaced. My moans are once again replaced by a scream of pain. Tears come to my eyes and I'm about to faint. Max has just brutally dislocated my shoulder. The bastard is smart and he's understood the mechanism of the safe. He's still inside me and his cock is getting harder and harder. I understand that for him, violence is his driving force in all areas, even fucking. He's getting more and more annoyed by Alex who seems to be completely submissive to him. In fact, I understand that he's afraid of Max, just like me. And this damn reinforcements that are taking so long to arrive.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I keep fucking this muscle bitch of a billionaire like a beast, slamming hard into his depth. Feeling him getting close as his ass tightens around my shaft, I throw my head up and moan loudly. My cock throbs violently deep inside him and explodes, flooding his guts, marking them as mine. And what adds to the whole humiliating situation, is the fact that Adrian cannot hold himself any longer in front of Alex. His whole body shakes and trembles like a dried leaf in the wind as I can feel him exploding under me, his ass clamping shut. I laugh like a mad man as I finish cumming and pull out viciously out his ass, leaving convulsing still on the floor.

I bend, squat down over him, wipe my cock at his nape and slide it further next to his ear, cheek and then mouth. I fold towards him... "I need you to give me a hand." As I grab his hand and pull your whole body by it towards the vault.

DREAM BREAKER:

I smile nervously as I watch Max dragging almost unconscious Adrian to the safe. "Let me help you, Max." I grab a firm hold of Adrian's waist, lifting his body to the air, to make it easier for Max to use his fingerprints to get the vault open. "Relax, Max, soon we are rich guys."

ADRIAN DUVAL:

The situation has become horrific. I’m nothing but a wreck now, humiliated,’ my body exhausted and aching. Max’s laughter as he cums in me is terrifying, a laugh bordering on madness. I’m doubly scarred first by his cum dripping from my ass and then by my arm, which he’s destroyed. He drags me towards the safe, his stinking cock quivering right under my nose. Suddenly I’m lifted off the ground and the pain in my shoulder intensifies. It’s Alex, who’s still under that bastard’s thumb. I resist when they force me to place my hand on the scanner, but the pain is unbearable. I hear the mechanism inside start to move and the door opens, exposing my most precious possessions to those two arseholes. I try to take stock of them, but I’m far too panicked to gather my wits.

MUSCLE MARINE:

As the vault wooshes and clicks open, I drop Adrian's limp arm, leaving him hanging in Alex's grip. I smile as the smaller secret chamber opens and I see the jewels sitting there on the shelf. "Finally. We are getting somewhere." But something deep inside me tells me this is not over... As I was expecting to hear a loud thud after letting go of Adrian. I supposed Alex would drop him to the floor. I turn around to notice Adrian still on his feet, resisting what should normally happen to him... to drop, almost out. I smirk.

DREAM BREAKER:

To my surprise, Adrian regains his fighting spirit and starts kicking and wriggling in my grip, finally breaking free as I stumble backward, off balance. Before I can regain my balance, Adrian is already in a fighting stance, approaching Max with a defiant look on his face. I try to rush to his aid, but Adrian is quick on his feet. "Max be careful!"

ADRIAN DUVAL:

When I see Max's radiant face, a sudden anger overwhelms me. I remember everything the small safe contains. It's not just the jewels. There's a unique collection of Greek and Roman gold coins, some that exist only in my collection. Above all, there are all these antique cameos, some of which are set as rings. There's no way all this is going to fall into the hands of these barbarians. I've spent my life as a merchant putting together this unique collection worthy of the greatest museums. I take advantage of the situation to break free from Alex, who underestimates me and whose mind is occupied only by Max. I'm surprised to find so much vigor in my condition. But adrenaline suddenly gives me the feeling that I can get out of this. I'm going all in. In an attack position, I defy the other bastard who already thought he was rich. I rush at him, aiming for his solar plexus with my fist, and if i m lucky the cops won't be long in coming.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I hear a commotion behind me and from the corner of my eye see Adrian break free from the clutches of Alex. He attacks, fast, aiming his fist to my solar plexus. I smile as I turn to face him - although he is fast and I can see a rage in his eye, I smile. Everything seems to be moving in slow motion as I open my hand wide and welcome his fist in my palm, an inch away from my chest, his target. "You are good. Strong. Fast. And fucking determined. But I am better." I laugh at you as I clamp my fingers shut around your fist and start twisting your wrist outwards, then bending your whole arm. As I force your arm to one side, exposing your chest, I ball up my fist and slam it to your solar plexus... "That is how its done." As I watch you take my blow, coughing, shaking all over... and in no time, spitting a gob of blood...

DREAM BREAKER:

I can tell right away that Max has the situation under control, so I stand back and watch as Adrian’s attack is cut short before he even manages to land a single blow. There’s something strangely erotic about the whole thing that makes my cock stiffen again.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

A metallic taste fills my mouth. I spit blood. The blow to my solar plexus has broken me, cutting short both my momentum and my breath. Max is brutal, merciless, cruel, even. Their words reach me through a muted haze. Alex seems to be enjoying the situation. His cock is hard. I trusted him, paid him a fortune, and now he is betraying me for that bastard. He is obviously attracted to him, but he does not realize that Max only ever acts in his own interests. In one last act of defiance, I drive my knee into Max’s balls, hoping to wipe that filthy smile from his face. I am beginning to have doubts. Are the batteries in the remote still charged? Did I press the right button? Something is wrong. The rescue team should have arrived by now.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I drop to my knees from the unexpected blow, howling. As I land hard to the floor, I manage to slide my arm between your legs and strike up. "Motherfucker... you are a dead man. I would have spared you since you have been quite cooperative so far..." Mocking you. I watch your eyes roll over from the pain of my returned ball shot and wait for you to land in front of me before clapping your ears, ringing you.

DREAM BREAKER:

"Fuck this is getting hotter and hotter", I think to myself watching Max breaking Adrian who is trying still to act bravely.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

My strike landed. But I quickly pay the price for it. I have enraged the beast, and Max is furious. I barely have time to hear his threats before a searing pain tears through my entire body. A brutal blow to the groin sends my balls retreating deep inside me. I collapse to my knees in turn. I find myself face-to-face with that brute, breathing in the overpowering scent of an alpha male. Then I take one final blow to the ears, which he clearly seems to mistake for a pair of drums. My skull rings, my vision blurs, and my body becomes nothing more than one throbbing mass of pain. I am consumed with hatred. Sweat pours down my skin. I have nothing left to lose anymore.

I let myself fall against him and wrap my arms around his waist. My head comes to rest on his shoulder like an exhausted man seeking support. I feel his hard, powerful muscles pressed against me. Then, without warning, I snap my mouth toward his ear and bite down with all my strength, tearing away a large piece of it and leaving a gaping wound behind. Blood splashes across my face and runs in thin streams down his cheek and neck. “Asshole. Did you really think I was going to let you rob me without making sure you carried the scars?” Then, with one final effort, I drive my forehead straight into his nose, hoping the blow is powerful enough to break it.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I stop your face an inch from mine. "You fucking twat. I am a marine. You think a cut and a bit of blood is going to phase me?" I return the head butt to your face, cracking your nose. I reach out and snap grab you by your throat, just under your ear, applying pressure to your jaw to make it slack. I turn to face Alex who seems to be enjoying the show. I reach in and claw at his balls, pulling him towards me. "You will also pay for this. I thought you had it all planned out and figured..." I pull on his balls and bring them into Adrian's mouth making sure they are all inside. As that ball sack slides in fully, I strike an european uppercut to Adrian's jaw, snapping it shut brutally around Alex' balls...

DREAM BREAKER:

Everything happens so fast that, in my confusion, I don’t have time to react at all. At first, I mistakenly think that Max wants to humiliate Adrian by forcing him to give me a blowjob, but the truth dawns on me when it’s already too late to do anything to help myself. Adrian’s soft, warm mouth instantly turns into a deadly trap when Max lands a European uppercut on his jaw. Adrian’s jawbone snaps as his mouth snaps shut, and his teeth sink into my balls with a violent bite." “Aaaaarghh,” I scream in agony as I feel something breaking inside my sack as Adrian falls down, his tightly clenched mouth pulling me by the balls along with him, causing even more damage. My vision goes dark and I feel nauseous as I fall to my knees in pain. In my panic, I try to pull my balls out of Adrian’s mouth, but his teeth have sunk deep into the flesh of my nuts.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I kip up onto my feet, spin to place myself behind Adrian. With his jaw locked around your balls, tearing at the flesh, I grab his head from both sides at his cheeks. "Hey Alex... watch this..." As I twist his head viciously to one side then the other violently, ceacking his neck but also ripping part your ball sack off.

ADRIAN DUVAL:

I'm going from Charybdis to Scylla. I'm nothing but a piece of flesh, a toy for Max's sadistic desires. The curse is confirmed. The last seller warned me before dying in a plane crash a few days later. I feel balls of flesh pushed deep into my mouth. I'm choking and feeling nauseous. But Max's grip prevents me from pushing them away. I realize they are Alex's testicles; He is also suffering the betrayal of his friend. Suddenly I bite down hard on the massive balls. Alex's scream is terrible. Then my head suffers one last attack from Max, crushed, pulled backward and to the sides. My eyes seem to pop out of their sockets. Blood flows from their openings. I drag Alex to death with me, my teeth tearing off more of his parts as if for a demonic feast. I barely hear the crack that accompanies my end. I sink into a dark and cold night. My mind, to make my end less horrible, sends me a comforting thought. Max, marine or not, will suffer the Pharaoh's punishment.

DREAM BREAKER:

As he faces his death, Adrian involuntarily clenches his teeth deep into my nuts, crushing and cutting into their tissue until Max ends Adrian’s life by violently twisting his head from side to side. My thin, fragile cords snap, tearing my testicles from my body in a swift motion acts like a trigger, driving me over the edge in a brutal way. I scream from the depths of my lungs as my balls are destroyed and my throbbing cock erupts like a snake spewing sperm and blood, its heart having just been pierced, onto Adrian’s face and Max’s hands.

As Adrian collapses dead to the ground, his steel hard grip on my balls finally loosens, and my balls slide out of his mouth falling to the bottom of my sack, rendered useless. I’m left gasping on my knees in front of the dead Adrian, staring into Max’s eyes in shock. “Max, why? Why did you do this? Look, my balls are completely destroyed!” I sob as I shift my gaze to my testicles, hanging by nothing but bloody, ripped skin.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I squat crouch in front of a mumbling whimpering Alex, as he bleeds from bis crotch. Grabbing him by the jaw, I brutally jerk his head to make him look at me... "I warned you. I am not here to have fun. I am here for the loot - the money. And you assured me you had everything planned to the t." I make you look at me as I ball up my other hand into a fist. "And I hate being played this way. He was about to get us caught had I not removed the batteries from that stupid remote control on the couch there..." Pointing to it.

I let go of your jaw and get up, stepping over you and into the vault. Picking up the jewels. "These are far more important that anything in here. Those will be enough to make my retirement complete."

As I look back, I see Alex staring at me angry. "Dont worry. You can join him to keep him company... in hell." I spin on one foot and kick you with the other, snapping your head to one side, at the temple.

DREAM BREAKER:

"Max, I am sorry. I am sure I can fix all this and the doctors can heal my..." Your brutal and precise kick cuts my sentence, sending me reeling back onto my back when all goes silent and black. I can hear you moving through my semi-conscious state, but there is nothing I can do to help myself. I am sure my end has arrived too.

I open up my eyes and see you focused on the treasure, collecting the jewels and gold as I slowly get up. "I AM NOT DEAD!" I say to myself, staring at you. The killing pain between my legs reminds me what you did to me. "We could have been rich and lived a happy life, both of us, before you decided to ruin my jewels. You fucker will pay dearly for that! "I scream as the rage and adrenaline give me the strength to lunge on top of you, spreading my arms and trying to aim some fatal punches into your chest and throat.

MUSCLE MARINE:

But in your state, you are quite weak and slow. I duck under your arms and come up with an uppercut to your pec... my fist connects hard into that soft part right in front of your vital pump... the perfect heart-punch. I connect and twist my fist into the softening flesh. "You are done here."

I follow by snap grabbing you and keeping you at arm's length. But a noise behind me makes the hairs on my back rise. "What the...?" And suddenly the lift's doors whoosh open with the screams of policemen. Instinctively I launch another straight punch to your heart making sure it pops on the inside as I watch you die slowly, releasing you and dropping you as the room fills with uniformed men pointing guns at me.

DREAM BREAKER:

The moment of joy is soon over when your heavy fist slams straight under my left pec, sinking deep into my flesh. A sharp pain shoots through my chest, deep inside, and I taste blood in my mouth as I collapse to the ground. I can barely move as you quickly finish the job with another blow exactly to the same spot. I feel something pop inside me as the intense pain makes my body convulse, and blood begins to flow slowly from my mouth, trickling down my chin and onto my chest.

I know I’ll die soon, maybe in a minute, maybe in two, but a smile spreads across my face as I watch the police officers in black uniforms grab hold of you.

MUSCLE MARINE:

'The jewels are mine... all mine.' I feel a stir in my cock hanging loose between me and the guy I once called partner as he bleeds to death. But my joy is soon shot as a squad of police officers rush at me, handcuffing me and dragging me away... "NOOOOOO." I scream, reaching out towards the precious stones still sitting there on the floor next to the vault as they shine menacingly. Could it really be true? Do they curse anyone who possesses them? Is my end also near?

The dragging stops and from behind me, while still held by a couple of massive policemen, I hear the guttural chuckle and laugh of someone big... really big. His voice booms all over the apartment and loft, making the walls almost shake. 'Who is that?'

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