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Heat... That was all Marlon could focus on, the oppressive humidity sticking to his skin, making him toss and turn on top of his sheets as he tried, unsuccessfully, to fall asleep. Even laying above the covers with only a pair of dark blue boxer-briefs on, he still felt too hot. The twenty-eight year old rhino's thumb ran alongside the elastic waistband of his underwear, debating on whether or not removing them would actually help. Deciding that, no, it probably wouldn't, he tried focusing on his breathing, the low hum of the small fan sitting on his nightstand, anything that could coax his mind into unconsciousness. But the droplets of sweat that trickled into his eyes, down his chest, and other such crevices, made the rhino incredibly uncomfortable making sleep a pointless endeavor.

After what felt like hours of fidgeting and rolling, Marlon rolled on his side and snatched his phone from its resting place. With the push of a button, the screen lit up and Marlon winced for more than reason than the light stabbing his eyes. The display read that it was a little past two in the morning... The rhino didn't have work the next day, but he didn't want to get in the habit of staying up all night. Groaning to himself, he sat the device down and pushed himself out of bed and sluggishly staggered across the hall, into his bathroom. Flipping on the switch, the bright, almost fluorescent light flickered to life, bathing the tiny room with its glow. The burly rhinoceros gave a melodramatic hiss as he stepped up to the sink, turning on the cold water at full blast, and cupping his hands underneath the cool spray before splashing himself in the face. He repeated this several times before twisting the knob, halting the flow of water.

Marlon looked up and looked in the mirror that hung over the porcelain basin. The miserable, damp visage of his reflection greeted him, but he used the opportunity to appraise his appearance. His head was shaved bald though his hair was starting to show, a beard, that was painstakingly trimmed, traced his jawline, and a silver cap topped the horn on the tip of his muzzle. He wasn't classically handsome, but he wasn't bad looking either. Straightening his back, he pulled a pose and flexed. Working in construction certainly had its fair share of drawbacks but Marlon couldn't deny that the benefits were worth it. His naturally big frame coupled with the hard, manual labor gave him a physique that he was incredibly proud of with muscles that bulged in all the right places, and covered with a layer of hair that the rhino thought added to his rugged appearance. Though his belly seemed to be caught between flat and slightly protruding, a consequence of his sweet tooth no doubt. Marlon put his hands to his chest and let them slide down, feeling the coarse hair glide against the underside of his fingers, until his hands were met with the fabric of his boxer-briefs, his thumbs slipping underneath the elastic and tugging them down little by little, exposing more of himself to his mirror. Biting his lip when he saw thatch of hair at the base of his member, the rhino realized that the front of his underwear felt noticeably tighter. Marlon pulled his hands from his waist in a flash. Was he seriously that narcissistic that he was getting aroused by himself? Apparently so.

Turning on his heel, he stomped out his bathroom and returned to his bedroom. He sat heavily on the edge of his bed and glared out the window with frustration, his gaze inevitably zeroing in on the house next to his. Compared to his own, and most of the houses on the street for that matter, it was huge! Two stories tall, at least least four bedrooms with a garage and an in-ground pool. The lavish house made Marlon's look like a dirty hovel, or so the young rhino felt. He was jealous of the owner, whoever it was, as his eyes drifted to the backyard and he saw the water of the pool reflect the nearly full moon. If he had a pool like that, he'd probably take a quick dip in it, if only to alleviate the heat. It wasn't like his unseen neighbor used it as Marlon had never once saw them in the pool. And it would be so easy to jump over the chain-link fence and go for a swim.

The rhino blinked. Was he really considering trespassing on private property just to cool off?

Yes. Yes, he was. He didn't know if it was the heat, the lack of sleep or if his earlier arousal was tossing his common sense out the window, but Marlon was contemplating on doing just that.

Without thinking he found himself standing and pacing from one end of his room to the other. If he got caught, there was no telling how much trouble he'd be in. Although, he mused, if he was quiet then no one would know. His mind raced, the thought of sleep long forgotten as he walked in a straight line, his face always turned to look at the pool as he passed his window.

"It's fine if I just do it once, right?" He mumbled aloud to himself, his voice somehow solidifying his resolve, and filling him with confidence.

Marlon hastily walked through his house, and out his backdoor, his heart thumping hard in his chest all the while. The night was quiet with the exception of crickets chirping in the distance and the occasional car passing by on the highway. He looked around, confirming what he already knew: no one else was outside. The rhino padded across his yard, his footsteps practically silent, until he reached the fence and placed his hands on the cool metal surface. This was his last chance to turn around, go back to bed, and pretend as if he wasn't about to do what he most certainly wanted to do.

No. His goal was literally right in front of him, close enough that he could hear the light slosh of water, practically beckoning him to come in.

He braced himself on the steel bar beneath his hands and swung his legs over the top of the fence, landing on the other side with a muffled thud. He had done it, he had gotten the hard part over with. The neatly trimmed grass underneath his bare feet seemed surreal, even the air felt different. But that was probably the adrenaline. Fighting back a giddy laugh, Marlon crept to the lip of the pool and walked alongside it to the shallow end. On the corner closest to the rhino was a set of concrete steps with a metal rail bisecting them right through the center. He gripped the rail with a sweaty hand, took a deep, steadying breath, and stepped onto the first step. The water was cold, refreshingly so, and Marlon found himself wading in as quickly and as quietly as he could, though it still splashed around his legs. He paused when he was waist deep and looked at his neighbor's house. The lights were still off and from what he could hear, there was no sign of movement in the abode. Feeling more confident, he sat slowly until his rear touched the bottom and the water rose to his neck. Marlon gave a content, happy sigh and stretched out his arms under the water. He could get used to this. Maybe... Maybe this didn't have to be a one time thing.

Marlon flipped himself onto all fours and crawled towards the other side. When the bottom sloped, making it too deep to crawl, the rhino paddled through the water. He loved the way all his muscles moved to keep him afloat, the way the water felt as he swam through it, and the excitement of doing something so forbidden mixed together, making him feel very alive. This time Marlon didn't fight the light chuckle that bubbled up from his chest and he sunk underneath the water to muffle it. When his laughter abated, he broke the surface of the water, took a deep breath and swam to the bottom of the deepest part of the pool. He stayed at the bottom until his lungs began to burn from the lack of oxygen and he returned to the surface, gulping a breath down as soon as he could. He grabbed the edge of the pool, the rough concrete lightly scraping his rough palms as he held himself in place.

"Havin' fun?" A deep, rumbling voice drawled from not too far away.

The rhino froze, his face losing its happy smile, as he slowly craned his head to face the source of the voice: a tall Doberman, wearing a loose-fitting robe and a wry grin standing mere feet from where Marlon was.

"Shit!" Marlon yelped, his normally deep voice raising more than a few octaves as he lost grip on the lip of the pool and sinking underwater. He pulled himself back up, hacking and sputtering the water he'd almost inhaled back out.

The Dobie barked a laugh from where he stood, his grin much more amused. "Don't go drownin' now. I don't think I could haul yer big ass outta my pool," The canine remarked as he crossed his arms over his slightly exposed chest. "Speakin' of which..." The Doberman jerked his head in the direction of the steps, where Marlon had entered in the first place. "Get out. Oh, and don't think about tryin' to run. We gotta talk, neighbor." The dog, his neighbor, ordered in a voice that was still bemused but left no room for argument as he stalked to the other side of the pool.

Giving a sheepish nod, Marlon complied with the canine's wishes. The bravado, the confidence from before had evaporated as soon as he realized he was caught, leaving him with a feeling of dread that made his stomach sink. Even though he took his time swimming back the shallow end, he eventually reached the steps and pulled himself out, soaking wet and looking quite contrite.

The Doberman backed up until he reached the sliding door and pulled it open without looking away from Marlon. "Get in." He said simply, though once again it carried weight to it. Like a father scolding a son.

Marlon sighed heavily and did as he was told. Stepping past the shorter male and into the Doberman's house. There was a dramatic drop in temperature as the bulky rhinoceros walked over a vent that was blasting cold air. Goosebumps popped up all over his skin and the wet rhino began to shiver uncontrollably. His ears perked when he heard light footsteps and then the glass door whooshing as it slid closed, sealing Marlon inside with whatever fate the Doberman had planned for him.

The dog walked past him, the pads on his footpaws making his footsteps almost inaudible on the linoleum flooring. Marlon watched as the shorter male crossed the room and fumble with something before the light clicked on. Blinking until his eyes adjusted, Marlon observed his surroundings silently. He was in a room that he guessed was the living room. A big TV hung on the wall, surrounded by a large sectional couch. The walls were a dull beige and adorned with pictures that ranged from decorative pieces to family photos, though the latter seemed to be quite old. His eyes made their way to the dog in question and Marlon was able to see details that he couldn't outside. The Dobie was tall, sure, but he was about six inches shorter than Marlon, he was muscular but more lean than bulky, and if Marlon had to hazard a guess, he was about ten to fifteen years his senior.

The canine stood silently, letting his unwilling guest get a good look at him while he did the same. The brown spots over his eyes quirked and he frowned thoughtfully. "Wait here," He rumbled before disappearing through the nearest door. He returned moments later with a towel, tossing it on the rhino's head. "Dry off. Yer drippin' all over my floor."

The rhino nodded as he began to rub the towel vigorously on his head, chest, then the appendages like his arms, legs, and tail. Once he was sufficiently dry with only his boxer-briefs mildly damp, did the older male give a nod and continue speaking.

"Good. Now that yer nice and dry, we can get this outta the way," The canine began with a warm, friendly tone, "what's yer name, neighbor?"

Marlon cleared his throat and rubbed an arm, looking downright uncomfortable "Uh, it's Marlon. Marlon Forte." The rhino murmured as he shifted from foot to foot.

"Well, Marlon, my name's Jack and what the hell do ya think ya were ya doin' in my pool?" He demanded, his voice progressively getting more serious as he spoke.

"I, uh, it," Marlon fumbled for words, his face heating and taking on a pink tinge as embarrassment began to color his face. "Well... I was... It's hot." He mumbled, looking at his feet and scratching at the base of his horn. Something he hadn't done since he was a child.

Jack hummed thoughtfully, leaning back against the wall and scratching his chin. "You were hot and yer plan to remedy that was to trespass onto my yard and use my pool without my permission?" He asked neutrally. "That didn't seem the least bit... I dunno. Illegal? Stupid?" Marlon nodded once in response, so the Dobie cleared his throat and continued. "So what? Ya get to the point that you didn't care?" Another solemn nod, coupled with a wince. "If I hadn't recognized you as my neighbor, I woulda called the cops." Jack commented with a shrug. "Count yerself lucky that I ain't gonna do that."

For the first time since he'd entered the house, Marlon looked up and met Jack's eyes. "Really?" He exclaimed, relief evident in his voice. He was so relieved that his legs felt like they might give out any second but he managed to remain standing.

"Really." Jack chuckled, a small smile quirking at the edges of his muzzle. "I know that ya didn't mean no harm in it. But, I can't let ya off the hook so easily."

The rhino gulped but nodded his head firmly. He did something wrong and now he had to face the music. It was as his father told him, "Face it like a man and it won't be as bad as it would be if you run from it like a coward".

"Whatever it is, I'll do it." Marlon responded, puffing out his chest and sticking out his chin.

The Doberman gave an amused snort and stepped a little closer, his tall ears swiveling to face Marlon as a smirk split his face. "Poor choice in words, Marlon." Jack snickered as he got very close to the rhino, his chest almost touching Marlon's. "What if I said I wanted to do somethin' with this?" He inquired suggestively as one hand gripped the rhino's thin tail and the other groped one of Marlon's muscular glutes.

"Eeee!" Marlon jumped as he felt the dog's strong hands on his backside, his warm hand heating the skin beneath his wet underwear. The rough grip on such a sensitive area made the younger male shudder and his forgotten arousal come to the front of his mind. The canine's fingers massaged the base of the tail and Marlon felt his eyes almost roll into the back of his head. How long had it been since someone wanted him to the bottom? "I... I'd do it." He said a little uncertainly, his breath coming and going in shaky gasps and pants.

Jack's hands moved up and down Marlon's rear, even as he gave the bulky rhino in front of him a dubious look before bursting into loud gales of laughter. "I was half-jokin'," The dog choked out between snorts of laughter, his shoulders shaking with his mirth, "but, if yer serious... I might just take you up on that offer. But first," Jack's nose crinkled, presumably at the overwhelming scent of chlorine that hovered over Marlon, "take a shower. I can't get too close if ya smell like chlorine. Burns my nose." The Doberman informed the younger male, releasing him from grip and stepping to the side. Jack turned and walked out of the living room without another word, his already quiet footsteps fading to absolute silence.

The rhino hesitated for only a moment before he followed suit, catching sight of the Doberman rounding a corner. Marlon hastily caught up to Jack, keeping inches behind him while the canine padded down the hallway. At the very end were two doors, the one to the left was open and Marlon saw a large bed. Obviously that was Jack's bedroom. Even though Marlon was an herbivore and his nose wasn't as strong as a canine's, he could detect the dog's scent that came from the room. While he was peering into Jack's bedroom, the aforementioned Doberman opened the door to the right and flipped the switch that was just inside. The bathroom was simple with a toilet, shower stall, and sink. It was just like Marlon's bathroom, only bigger.

"What're ya waitin' for? An invitation?" Jack chuckled as he got behind Marlon and pushed him inside the room. "And it goes without sayin' that you should probably focus on this," the Dobie said with a playful snarl as he swatted Marlon on the rear. The rhino yelped and placed his hands protectively over his butt, his ears meekly laying flat. Jack began to bellow with laughter once more as he closed the door. "Don't keep me waitin' too long, Marlon." He called out through the wooden surface, his voice slightly muffled.

Going over to the shower, Marlon turned the knobs until the water was fairly warm. The loud spray hissed as it struck the floor of the stall and steam quickly began to fill the room. The rhino peeled his damp boxer-briefs off, revealing his somewhat shriveled uncut member and tightened sac before he laid them on the sink to dry before hopping underneath the water. He wasted no time in grabbing a bar of soap and lathering his body all over. His chest, his legs, his arms and even the back of his head were covered in suds that helped erase the scent of chlorine with the undertone of body odor. He began to massage the bar of soap over his shaft and sac, the warm water helping them take their real size as they relaxed. Marlon peeled back his foreskin and washed around it thoroughly, biting back a moan when the smooth soap brushed against the underside of his sensitive glans. Now, however, came the part he need to focus on the most. He lathered up his hands before placing both hands behind himself and rubbing his thick, rough digits against his pucker. He swirled each of his fingers against the wrinkled muscle, going clockwise, then counter clockwise, and repeating. Feeling equal parts of arousal and confidence, Marlon pressed his right index finger against his rim and slowly pushed it inside. When he felt the finger slide inside, he hissed with discomfort. He swirled the digit around, searching for the one spot that would make all this worth it, and when he found that bundle of nerves, sparks of pleasure coursed through him. A low groan of pleasure left his lips before he knew it and he pressed his lips tightly shut, hoping that Jack hadn't heard him. He didn't know how much prepping he'd need so he reluctantly withdrew his finger, rinsed off, turned off the shower, and toweled himself dry before wrapping the towel around his waist.

As he exited the bathroom, he noticed that Jack's bedroom door was closed though beams of light left the cracks at the floor and the top. Marlon tentatively knocked on the door, feeling nervous and turned on at the same time.

"C'mon in!" The Doberman half-shouted, "Ya don't hafta knock!"

The rhino pushed the door open and was greeted by the sight of the canine sitting on the bed, back pressed against the headboard and smirking rather cockily.

"'Bout damn time." Jack huffed good-naturedly, stretching his arms behind his head and crossing one leg of the other. "I thought you'd forget all about me with all that fun you were havin' by yerself." He teased further, wriggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Marlon felt his face flush, his cheeks no doubt a brilliant shade of crimson. "You... heard that, did you?" He mumbled awkwardly, looking to the side. Anywhere but at the canine.

Jack grabbed one of his ears, tugging it by the tip a few times. "With ears like these, kinda hard not to hear." He snorted before waving the rhino closer to himself, and patting the bed next to him. "C'mere."

Slowly, and a little clumsily, the rhinoceros clambered onto the bed and crawled up to the space next to the Doberman and lay on his side. Marlon was unsure of how to proceed, but he knew the older man would most likely take charge. He was not disappointed when Jack pinched the towel that was flimsily tied around his waist and yanked it away, unveiling Marlon's girth to his hungry gaze.

The dog gave a low, appreciative whistle when he saw the rhino's uncovered member. "Damn, boy! I mean, I thought your bulge looked big but, damn! Ya ever measure it?" Jack asked as he cupped Marlon's sac and rolled his balls around with his fingers.

Offering a sheepish grin, the younger male let his eyes close and spread his legs. "Last time I measured, it was a little over nine inches," Marlon admitted, huffing as his privates were firmly but expertly fondled.

Another low whistle. "Damn. That's huge!" The dog exclaimed. Even though his eyes were closed, Marlon could still hear the other male shifting and felt hot breath on his cock. The rhino waited with bated breath. When he felt Jack's moist mouth envelop the thick head of his member, and his tongue slide underneath his thin foreskin, the rhino gripped the sheets underneath him so hard his knuckles turned white.

"It's not really that bi- Oh, hell! It's not really that big." Marlon explained between moans, cracking open one eye to see something that would be burned into his brain forever: Jack, his robe open, his pink nipples exposed underneath his sleek brown and black fur, and pitching a sizeable tent of his own in his tight black briefs, all the while nursing on Marlon's hardening shaft. "I-I'm just a little above average for a rhino." He stuttered, the Dobie's tongue finding all the right places on the underside of his glans.

Jack pulled off the first few inches of the rhino's dick, the head sliding free with a wet "pop". He stroked the shaft from head to base in one long, languid movement. "Well, I ain't a rhino, so to me it's huge." He chuffed before letting go of Marlon's member to shrug off his robe and toss it to the side. It landed on the floor in a crumpled pile. Jack then rolled onto his back, hiked his legs in the air with a somewhat strained groan, and pulled his briefs off, giving the rhino an unintentional glimpse of his own tailstar, before tossing the underwear next to his robe. His red, knotted member slapped himself in the stomach and hovered there, a string of precum connecting the spot underneath his navel to his cock's tapered head. It wasn't small by any means, but it wasn't gargantuan either. It was above average for a man of Jack's height and build.

Laying flat on his back, his head next to Marlon's dick, Jack grabbed the rhino's hips and pulled on them. Taking the hint, Marlon extended his leg, leaned over and placed his knees on either side of the Dobie's head. His erection bobbed over the lusty dog's face while Marlon was face to face with Jack's angry looking shaft. Their size difference made it a little awkward, but if Marlon bent a certain way he could suckle on the tip of Jack's member. His broad tongue licked against the head and the rhino rolled the dog's salty, somewhat bitter precum around his mouth before hollowing out his cheeks and bobbing his head along the inches he could reach with his current position.

Not wanting to be outdone, Jack dove up and swallowed almost half of the rhino's dick before its girth hit the back of his throat. Jack took a deep breath, relaxed his throat, and pushed himself up, up, up and when he felt Marlon's hefty sac pressed against his nose, he held himself there, flexing his esophagus around the thick shaft. The rhino's grunts and groans were all the confirmation he needed before pulling off, coughing into his hand. "It's been a while since I've sucked off a guy, much less one as thick as ya." Jack explained in a hoarse, raspy voice before he pulled himself further up and kissed the underside of Marlon's balls, licking them and sniffing them. They were covered in sparse, wiry hair that tickled the Dobie's nose. Jack pulled himself up that his cock slipped out of Marlon's lips. He kissed, licked and nibbled past the sac, the rhino's taint, and he spread those cheeks apart to see the rhino's pink, puckered tailstar winking at him from where it was nestled between Marlon's crevice. He placed his nose above the tight looking hole and inhaled deeply through his nose. He only smelled soap, sweat, and a hint of chlorine but smelled divine to the Doberman as his tongue snaked out from his muzzle and slurped against the wrinkled flesh. Jack's tongue traced alongside the rim in slow, smooth circles that had the rhino moaning, whimpering, and mumbling incoherently.

Marlon pressed his rear against the smaller male's face, grinding against Jack as he felt the dog give him an incredible rimjob. His ears flicked when he heard vigorous, lewd, slurping noises sound from behind him. Jack was enjoying the act just as much as he was, if his pulsing, flexing cock was anything to go by. The sounds of the rhino's moaning, Jack's licking, and the bed creaking as both males found themselves humping the air with wild abandon filled the room for what seemed like hours until Jack tore himself away from Marlon's ass.

"Can't take it anymore." He growled as he fumbled with a drawer in his nightstand and producing a condom wrapper and a small bottle of lube. He tore open the wrapper with his teeth, rolled the rubber on his cock, and applied a copious amount of lubricant to his cock before smearing it over Marlon's hole. A finger poked inside with a squelching noise, and Marlon yelped in shock at the sudden intrusion before the finger found his prostate and then withdrawing entirely. Jack then crawled out from underneath the burly rhino and came up behind him. "Sorry if this hurts." He muttered before he began to spear the younger male, his length gliding inside with a forceful thrust.

Both males yelled out, one in pleasure and one in pain. Marlon, unused to anything but a finger or two on occasion, bellowed but tried to endure it. There was enough lubrication that there wouldn't be any damage but Jack's cock felt white hot as it slowly worked its way deeper. Marlon grit his teeth, clenched his eyes shut and tried to think of the pleasure he'd feel after he'd adjusted. Something that was easier said than done. Eventually, he felt Jack's swelling knot kiss his anus, not pressing in but resting there.

"Sorry," Jack offered, sounding contrite for the first time since Marlon had met him, "it's been awhile for me... Kinda lost my head for a moment there."

Marlon craned his neck and gave the Dobie a strained smile, relaxing his sore pucker as much as he could. "Don't worry about it. Ungh! Just give me a little warning next time."

The canine kissed Marlon's back, right on the spine. "I will. Next time." Jack promised before slowly retracting his cock almost all the way before just as slowly pushing himself in. "Lemme know when I can go faster." He huffed between thrusts, wrapping his arms around the rhino's thick trunk.

Marlon gave a curt nod and relaxed his body as much as he possibly could, his arms shaking from exertion as it took all his strength not to collapse on the bed. After a long while, the pain had dulled enough to where he knew he could handle it. He placed a hand on top of Jack's. "Okay. I can take it." He muttered, bracing himself mentally for what he knew would happen next.

Jack pulled back and slammed his way in, a loud slap as their thighs met echoing throughout the room. The Doberman's face was twisted into a pleasured snarl as he began to thrust at a rapid, rough pace. His right hand slid down Marlon's torso and gripped the bigger male's member. It had lost its hardness, no doubt from the pain of Jack's rough entry, though the dog could feel it coming back to life and pulsing in his hands. He tried to keep a rhythm, stroking in time to his thrusts but his mind was so muddled with lust that he couldn't keep track.

With one savage thrust, the orb at the base of his cock popped in the rhino's insides. Jack howled at the unexpected pleasure and began to thrust erratically. His balls lightly slapped against Marlon's as his hips bounced on top of the rhino's. His knot sent waves of pleasure and stimulation that his body was unable to handle for long and his orgasm began to build and coil in his lower abdomen.

"Gah! Hnnnnngh! Awrooooooo!" Jack howled as his climax churned past the boiling point in his balls and he unloaded shot after shot inside the rhino, filling the reservoir tip of his condom, the rubber ballooning as it struggled to hold the Doberman's pent up fluids.

Figuring that that howl meant that Jack had reached his orgasm, Marlon pried the canine's fingers from his member and began to stroke. Precum had been pouring from the tip, the natural lubricant making it easy for the rhino to coax himself to get close to his own climax. The overwhelming sensation of his ass being filled, the knowledge that Jack had used his ass to get off, and his own unbearable arousal caused him to reach that blissful state faster than he really wanted. His vision went white, and his balls pulled close to his body as he too spurted his seed onto the sheets underneath him. Every throb creating another wad of cum that stained the Doberman's covers. When he finally could shoot no more, the rhino fell forward and collapsed on the mattress, the Doberman laying on top of him and both of them panting and gasping for breath.

They lay there silently, blissful and content. Before long, Marlon felt himself trying to fend off sleep.

"Hey, Marlon?" Jack managed to say through a yawn, laying his head on top of the rhino's shoulder like a pillow.

"Hmm?" Marlon hummed tiredly, barely having the strength to open his eyes.

"Thanks."

"Hmm?" The rhino repeated, confusion coloring his sleepy voice.

The smaller male chortled, kissing Marlon's shoulder blade affectionately before responding. "Thanks for trespassing. It turned out to be the most fun I've had in a long time." Jack murred, his stub of a tail wagging despite his fatigue.

"Same." Was all the rhino said in return, his breaths coming deeper, his eyes sliding closed. Before too long, both of the sated, blissful men were sound asleep.