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Duncan couldn't remember the last time he shared an intimate moment with another man, much less an adorable, overexcited fluff-ball like Josh. The tiger was quite literally bouncing with glee as he led the monstrous Duncan into a tiny little room in a tiny little building a short walk from where they first met, shutting the door silently behind them the moment Duncan succeeded in squeezing his massive muscles through the too-small doorframe. At Josh's insistence, Duncan eased his huge body onto the tiny bed, causing the bedframes to wail in protest as his immense weight bore down onto the flimsy metal. He didn't know what the standards were for human beds, but this one was definitely too small for him, especially since it was shorter than he was tall.

Josh had yanked off his shirt without Duncan noticing, the fluffiness of his fur hiding the lean, toned muscles that covered his slender frame. The dragon licked his lips, enjoying the show as Josh struggled to get his underwear past his maddening erection, all thirteen inches of his throbbing manhood spewing pre-cum into the overstretched fabric. Duncan's own cock had grown powerfully hard and ridiculously stiff, three feet of monstrous flesh bulging and flexing erotically with muscles mortal penises lacked. The dragon had to spread his legs wide, for his hairy testicles had swollen to the size of large melons, contracting and pulsing rhythmically as buckets upon buckets of concentrated testosterone churned within them.

A soft moan accompanied a wet splat against the side of his reptilian muzzle as Josh finally succeeded in getting his cotton briefs past his raging manhood, a dollop of salty juice flicking off his cock and striking Duncan as Josh's penis snapped back into position. The dragon felt a shudder run down his spine, his long tongue reaching out to taste the tiger's juice.

"This is a dream come true!" Josh squealed, his face turning scarlet when his brain finally comprehended what was happening, "You're just so damn big!"

It was Duncan's turn to blush, his heart fluttering in his chest at the simple yet honest compliment. A spurt of cum burst from the head of his herculean love muscle, splattering loudly onto the floorboards beneath him and dribbling down his veiny shaft. Josh closed in, his tender fingers grasping the insane length of Duncan's prick and pushing it down between his legs, sending jolts of pure bliss shooting up and down his spine and causing his toes to curl, his hellish claws digging into the floorboards and splintering the wood like popcorn. Josh's furry ass was heavenly, the tensed muscles flexing repeatedly as he straddled Duncan's awesome penis, allowing him to close in on the dragon's powerful pectoral muscles.

Despite Duncan's sitting on his bed, Josh was still an entire head shorter than he was, his trembling fingers caressing Duncan's beefy chest and trailing through the orange pubic fur that covered them. Within moments Duncan found himself forcing down his orgasm with a willpower that strained at the back of his head, his cock gushing with need and forming a sizeable puddle that spread all the way to the edges of his feet. Duncan hadn't cum just yet, only his heaving juice factories had kicked into overdrive and there was simply no way to store it all.

Josh's fingers began brushing over Duncan's sizeable teats, his diamond-hard nipples growing impossibly thicker and more erect as the tiger began squeezing them, his hulking chest muscles rippling and bulging with insane power as Josh pleased him endlessly with that gentle touch. A warm sensation overcame his pectorals just then, a strange wetness bursting into Josh's fingers and causing the tiger to gasp. Duncan opened his eyes, trying valiantly to peer over his enormous muscle mountains as Josh brought his fingers to his tongue.

"Oh my god," he exclaimed, his eyes widening in a mixture of fear and excitement, "This is... cum! You're cumming from your nipples!"

Seizing this chance, Duncan brought a massive hand to his chest, smearing onto his fingers as much juice as his nipples would give him. Sure enough, his claws were quickly coated with his manly pectoral cream, and Duncan delighted on the look on Josh's face when he brought his fingers to his lips and sucked them lewdly and slowly, realising that he tasted fantastic! Judging by the amount of drool cascading from Josh's jaws, Duncan figured this must have been another one of the tiger's fantasies transferred to him when they formed their pact, and he loved every second of it. Sensing Josh's eagerness to take things up another step, Duncan pulled the tiny tiger against his gloriously massive body, leaning back until he was lying flat against the bed with his knees bent over the edge.

Josh didn't need more encouragement than that, the tiger pouncing onto Duncan's brawny chest the moment the demon let him go, his engorged prick grinding the furry canyon that separated Duncan's over-muscled pectorals. Pre-cum began mixing with sweat, sweat mixing with testosterone, the sticky mess reeking of pure masculinity as Josh suddenly jerked, his orange-sized testicles contracting powerfully against his crotch as the most powerful orgasm of the tiger's life erupted from his swollen penis. Duncan flexed his pecs against the erupting rod, massaging it with his insane power and causing Josh to scream in ecstasy, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he began spraying Duncan's face with his wondrous juices. The dragon opened his maw, drinking in as much of the protein-rich cum as Josh would give him. It was delicious, an absolutely perfect blend of salty and sweet that only made his body crave for more. Grabbing the bucking Josh, Duncan all but yanked him off his chest and forced his gloriously explosive cock into his hungry jaws, causing Josh to erupt with renewed vigour and to pound Duncan's face with his newfound strength.

The dragon wasn't exactly sure what his hands were doing, only that they were in contact with Josh's fluffy body. Whatever they were doing though, Josh clearly liked it, the tiger squealing and giggling and groaning as his cock dumped load after load down Duncan's throat. It was as though he was chugging some kind of ultra-potent sex drug, his senses muddling and raw power surging through his muscles as his body absorbed Josh's cum, concentrating around his loins and arousing him beyond belief. Such strength, such raw, unbridled power! Duncan wanted more,MORE! He was hooked, his body burning with an insatiable craving for Josh's liquid maleness, all those years of pent up frustration boiling within his swollen testicles as the last of Josh's orgasm blasted down his throat. There had been close to thirty shots of delicious cream, Josh's erection deflating within his hot lips as the tiger finally pulled out, panting like a madman and sweating profusely.

***

Josh didn't need to be told to know his cum had had a profound effect on Duncan. The hulking dragon-beast was breathing steam, his enormously muscled body heaving with arousal as he masturbated furiously, his huge fists smashing against his powerfully muscled crotch with enough force to shatter concrete. It was just so huge and so frigging muscular, thicker and stronger than any penis Josh had ever seen in his life, and he had seen plenty thanks to the internet. The more he looked at that thing the more the deviously naughty idea in his head seemed to grow, his spent manhood filling with blood and swelling to maximum hardness as Duncan saturated the air around them with his powerful scent.

Sliding off Duncan's hairy chest, Josh made for the monstrous pillar growing out of the dragon's crotch, his comparatively tiny paws easily pulling Duncan's arms away from his prize. In the short time since his orgasm, his cock had somehow already recovered, ready to explode at moment's notice. Grasping the juicy mushroom head of Duncan's monster and causing the demon to roar, Josh pulled it down towards the dragon's hairy abdominal wall and positioned his leaking tool before Duncan's winking cock-slit. Seven fucking inches thick and three fucking feet long, it came as no surprise that it boasted a large, gaping cum-slit that was nearly four inches long and an inch wide whenever it opened up to spew more of Duncan's wondrous milk.

Not wanting to tease his dragon any longer, Josh thrust his cock forward, plunging his rigid hardon deep into Duncan's urethra until the demon's throbbing cockhead was kissing the furriness of his crotch. A mighty bellow exploded from behind him, powerful enough to ruffle his fluffiness as the mighty Duncan lurched, his muscular back arching and lifting Josh into the air. The sound of screaming metal and crumbling stone reached his ears, and Josh managed to realise Duncan was crushing the bedframe with one hand and tearing into the concentrate wall with the other. Seconds passed, and suddenly Josh had forgotten about the damage the demon was causing. All his thoughts had been consumed by the sensual warmth and unbelievable muscularity of Duncan's incredible penis. It wasn't just tight, but strong and rippling and overfilling with so much cum his dick was practically immersed in it, buckets of pre gushing from their joining as Josh began fucking Duncan's urethra, his furry ass grinding against the monster's powerfully muscular abs with each mind blowing hump.

Needless to say the dragon was going crazy, his nipples spurting man cream like a leaky faucet, his bulging muscles straining as white hot arousal continued steaming from his nostrils, each blast strong enough to blow away Josh's tail as it flicked and curled before the dragon's face. The tiger began adding more twists and turns to his mindless lovemaking, even whirling his cock within Duncan's and forcing another thunderous roar from his muscular friend. It felt so damned good, no wonder the well-endowed stallions of his school worked as strippers and hustlers on Fridays and weekends. Josh had always wondered what being huge where it mattered felt like, and now he was cock-fucking the biggest fucking man on the entire planet, glorious couldn't even begin to describe the sensations surging through his leanly-muscled body.

A gush of hot steam rushed between his ass-cheeks just then, causing him to squeal and his tail to stiffen instantly. Duncan managed to chuckle between his pleading moans, and Josh planted his tail against the dragon's face in case he dared surprising him again. Josh managed two more thrusts before Duncan rose to the challenge, more steam blasting away Josh's furry tail and coursing between his buttocks as the tiger shivered and squirmed. The hot air had reached his sweaty testicles, jolts of pleasure washing through them at they comprehended the strength of Duncan's lungs. Within seconds Josh found his deviously evil foreplay cut short, massive amounts of semen erupting from his balls and exploding down Duncan's urethra.

The dragon suddenly tensed, his muscles hardening impossibly further as his titanic testicles began rumbling powerfully. Josh flushed profusely, one side of his brain drowning in the euphoria of his climax, the other struggling to cope with the sudden pressure boiling around his gushing cock. Duncan managed one last mighty scream before all hell finally broke loose. Josh heard windows shattering as the monstrous Duncan made his pleasure known, the magnitude of his epic release blowing Josh clean out with force of a tsunami. It was like being sprayed with a fire hose, a seemingly unending jet of concentrated muscle juice painting him white and sending him flailing against Duncan's heavily muscled mass. Flopping helplessly as Duncan erupted, Josh turned himself around, smearing cum everywhere and crushing his lips against the dragon's bellowing maw, silencing him and causing his orgasm to grow even more powerful.

Jets of wrist-thick cum shot in every fucking direction, splattering against everything, coating the walls and ceiling with more juice than a hundred porn stars could produce in their lifetimes! Duncan's chest was covered with a myriad of thick, pulsing veins, his throbbing nipples undergoing orgasms of their own, thick white cum exploding from their swollen masses and spraying wildly as Duncan bounced his hulking chest muscles, utterly consumed by the rapture of his release. Josh didn't know how long they kissed for, nor did he care, all he wanted now was this hulking stud of a man to make sweet love to his furry face. Duncan did just that, despite the barely-contained power surging through every inch of his being he still managed to kiss and suck and lick at Josh's jaws with a rugged passion that made him that much more irresistible. Josh's penis was still cumming and cumming hard, coating Duncan's hairy muscles with his seed as the dragon's juices splattered down upon them, drenching them in his juices until Josh felt his brain burning up.

It was too much for poor Josh to take, his senses shorting out as Duncan's overpowering strength finally got the better of him. His vision blurring as the dragon's scent burnt a trail through to his brain, Josh managed one final kiss before flopping against Duncan's beautiful form, a goofy smirk gracing his firm lips as he fell into a blissful, dreamy unconsciousness.

***

"Well, how do I look now?"

Josh instantly forgot about the bun he had bitten into, drool pooling into his mouth as Duncan came down the stairs. The enormous dragon had been magically altering clothes left behind by holidaying dormitory occupants so they would fit him, and now the testosterone-laden monster had donned a bright orange V-necked shirt that clung to him like paint, leaving little to the imagination. What struck Josh the most was the exposure of Duncan's gloriously manly muscle-cleavage and the orange pubic fuzz that covered it. Despite being of the same colour as the too-tight shirt, there was no doubt in Josh's mind that anybody would ever mistake the dragon's chest hair for fabric. The lower half of Duncan's body had been squeezed into a pair of denim jeans that were insanely-tight around his mountainous quads and somewhat loose-fitting around his thickly muscled, diamond-shaped calves. Duncan's ensemble ended with a pair of leather boots that clomped against the wooden floorboards.

The tiger could only watch, his eyes glowering as Duncan moved towards his table. Heavily muscled and unimaginably powerful, it came as no surprise that Duncan walked with a perpetual strut thanks to his herculean quads and amazing lats, the obscene bulge heaving off the crotch of his pants competing with his beefy chest and titanic arms for Josh's attention. Duncan's thick nipples were already erect and rock-solid from being confined inside the shirt, the muscles in his chest rippling and bouncing as Josh's gaze travelled over them.

"Josh?"

It was only then did Josh realise Duncan's hands waving before his momentarily malfunctioning eyes. Swallowing his bun and refilling his lungs with much desired oxygen, Josh shook his head, trying valiantly to put everything back together before he started cumming into the insides of his trousers. His first two attempts at complimenting Duncan's attire was met with a lump in his throat, his vocal cords refusing to work until the muscular dragon took the seat beside him.

"Don't worry about your room Josh, I... sorted things out."

"Wait... what?" spluttered Josh, trying to think and breath and remain conscious at the same time, "You sorted things out?"

"You'll see what I mean at the end of the day," Duncan replied, an easy smile playing across his draconic visage, "Anyway I've been meaning to ask you, are there any gyms around here, I'm inching to pump some serious iron but all the weights I found in the rooms upstairs were too light for me.

The image of a nearly naked Duncan lifting thousands upon thousands of pounds nearly ruptured the blood vessels in Josh's nose. He didn't know where the thought came from but every second of keeping it there only resulted in Duncan getting more and more pumped and way more naked than he should have been. Despite the protest emanating from his subconscious, Josh shoved the mental imaginary aside, his face turning pink as Duncan grinned at him knowingly.

"I need to be at the bakery in fifteen minutes!" cried Josh, artlessly changing the subject as Duncan helped himself to the remains of his bread bun. The tiger sprung off his chair, dragging the dragon all the way to do the door before stopping abruptly.

"Wait a minute... your eyes."

"What about them?"

"You can't go out with glowing red eyes Duncan, you might cause a panic!"

"Why?"

"Because we mortals don't have glowing eyes, did you find any sunglasses upstairs?"

"Oh I can just create something more believable, a moment."

Josh watched as Duncan blinked, once, and where his dragonish visage once glowed demonically, a pair of very mortal-looking eyes now stared back at him. Duncan had chosen a pair of orange-coloured irises, no doubt to match his glorious mane and the delicious pubic fuzz that covered him. Josh didn't want to admit it, but there was a devilish naughtiness behind those draconian slits that he had not noticed before, like a raging sex monster carefully bidding its time before unleashing his pent up arousal on all mortal existence. Or it could just be Duncan finally enjoying his freedom after being imprisoned for so long, Josh wasn't sure.

"I take you like my choice of colours."

"I do," Josh said dumbly, unable to avert his gaze from Duncan's overtly handsome features. They continued staring at each other for several minutes before Josh finally pulled together the willpower to turn his head away, nearly stumbling into the cool wintery air before Duncan's massive paw reached out to steady him.

"Let's head for the bakery now," Duncan suggested, egging Josh along as he sought to steady himself, "Something tells me you're really going to appreciate my strength around the shop."

***

Nick sighed miserably as he dragged himself across the streets to Josh's bakery. The fox had spent the entire night pouring over the pages of his ancient encyclopaedia, wondering what on earth he had done wrong to start a spontaneous fire when he was supposed to have opened a portal into the realms of Hell. It did not help that the entire book had been written in some demonic script that he could not decipher, Nick having nothing but the fading illustrations to guide him.

Oh well, it's not like he burnt down the entire town or something, the school authorities would have had him in chains by now if they discovered any real damage done to the university village. Turning around a corner, Nick felt his ears suddenly perking up as he detected the presence of a hulking muscleman. Instantly the fox felt better, his ears flicking and turning as he sought to pinpoint the location of his latest discovery. Nick began to move, directing himself to where his radar would guide him. The fox found himself cutting through alleyways and hopping over fences that had been erected in some of them, stopping only when he caught sight of a reflection of his latest (potential) conquest.

The fox felt the blood is his body rushing to all the wrong places, leaving him lightheaded and slightly dizzy as his brain struggled to comprehend what he was seeing. There, reflected in the display window of the shoe shop, was the image of a monstrous hulk of a dragon who boasted muscles that would put to shame every single bodybuilder who had ever lived. Bare-chested and sporting a mass of orange pubic fur over his chest and abs that matched the gloriously barbarian mane flowing down the back of his neck, Nick decided right there and then that this man-beast was simply too great to pass off, never mind that he was clearly out of Nick's league. The fox broke into a run, not making ten feet when his eyes caught sight of something else that made his heart stop.

Dragon-Hulk was holding a tray with what appeared to be a fat loaf of bread on it, decorated with chocolate chips and what looked like a banana wedged through the middle, the sexy stud was talking to somebody, a fluffy collection of orange fuzz decorated with black stripes and a white apron. Realisation struck him like a truck, and suddenly Nick was running again, sprinting as fast as his legs would carry him through the alley and out into the street where Josh's bakery laid waiting.

***

Duncan had just placed his creation onto the kitchen table when he heard a loud THUD echo in from the outside, accompanied by the incoherent wailing of one of Josh's friends, and if Duncan recalled correctly from the brief exchange of memories he had shared with the tiger, this one was a fox named Nick. It was the same Nick who initiated the summoning spell responsible for bringing him and Josh together.

"YOU MUSTN'T LET HIM ESCAPE!" screamed Nick's voice, the fox crashing onto the floor and flopping about like a fish out of water, "OH DEAR GOD PLEASE DON'T TELL ME HES ALREADY GONE!"

Josh was trying to make himself heard over the noise, the tiger no doubt trying to pick the fox off the floor before he hurt himself. It didn't really bother Duncan, so long as Nick posed no threat to Josh in any way he wasn't going to turn away from the task his fluffy new friend had set for him. The dragon whirled his bread loaf around and began scrutinising it, wondering what on earth Josh had meant when he asked for something simple-yet-complicated. Duncan was sure he had nailed it when he wedged the banana through the loaf without turning it to mush, did Josh want something less visible but with more kick?

"Hmm... I wonder..."

The shirtless, overtly muscular dragon scratched the base of his chin as gears began turning in his head. Josh was either going to be overjoyed or fuming at the decision he was about to make, the latter definitely resulting in Josh fucking Duncan into sexual obedience based on what the demon had gleaned from Josh's personality. The tiger wasn't one who angered easily, and any displeasure was often resolved with powerful orgasms, something Duncan knew he could cause effortlessly.

Having made his decision, Duncan placed his choc-chip-banana-loaf into a warming tray and returned his attention to the excess lump of dough he had prepared earlier. This was the dough that could not be squashed into the baking tray, already kneaded and perfect for remoulding into whatever pastry he wanted. Duncan gestured toward the door, his magic twisting around the locking mechanism, effectively shutting out anybody who wasn't Josh. The dragon didn't think anyone would come in thanks to Nick going berserk outside, but he wasn't going to take his chances.

Pinching his nipples sensually, Duncan began stimulating them, filling his mind with images of Josh moaning in ecstasy as he grinded that enormous penis of his between Duncan's hulking pectoral muscles. Sure enough, his erect teats began throbbing between his fingers, hot cum oozing down his hands and covering them with his slippery juices. Down below, contained within the crotch package of his 'custom-made' jeans, Duncan's monstrous tool began swelling. The dragon breathed a soft moan, his pants unzipping themselves (magically) and falling to his hips as his herculean love muscle rose to maximum hardness. Cupping his palms, Duncan began flexing his inner penile muscles, churning out a generous amount of his cum before pouring the delicious fluids into the waiting bread dough.

Wiping himself dry and incinerating the evidence, Duncan pulled his pants back up and kneaded the dough until he was sure every last drop of his cum was properly mixed in with the flour and milk. He wasn't the sort of person who loved bragging, but even Duncan had to admit his unbaked bun smelled delicious, especially since it had only just been infused with a specially created concoction of cum. Duncan flexed his testicular muscles, satisfied that his testosterone factories were so much more developed than the majority of demons back home, and placed his dough into the waiting oven.

***

Nick was beside himself, the fox was trembling so hard his knees were knocking against each other. Josh could see the fox's hardened cock tenting the front of his trousers, a great wet stain spreading across the fabric as he jerked and bucked. Drool poured from his unhinged jaws like waterfalls, his eyes dilated from the overwhelmingly powerful muscle god towering above him. There was no longer any doubt in Josh's mind, Duncan was simple too much for Nick to take; the fox's brain had probably shorted out at the sight of the dragon dressed in nothing but an apron and some flour-covered jeans.

In fact, Nick was so awestruck by the hulking beefcake that he continued staring into space even after Duncan returned to the kitchens, having deposited his latest creation with Josh. Deciding that there was nothing more he could do for Nick, Josh examined Duncan's creation - a soft brown bun that smelled absolutely wonderful. It was as though the dragon had perfected the technique of bun-making on his first try, the salty-sweet-yet-buttery aroma of the bread tantalisingly good as it wafted into his nostrils. Josh opened his watering mouth, ready to bite into it when the door to the shop chimed.

Another familiar face had stepped into the bakery, a senior bull from Josh's university who patronised him on an occasional basis. If it hadn't been for Duncan's sudden arrival into his life, Josh knew his knees would have threatened to buckle right about now. Brock was one of the school's better known studs, all of six feet in height and a little over two hundred pounds of solid, muscular bulk. The powerful development of his young body wasn't visible through the thick woollen sweater he was wearing, but it was clear from the size and the broadness of his shoulders that this was not somebody you would mug in the dead of night.

Brock's steely grey eyes drifted over to where Nick stood, an eyebrow raised for a moment before throwing Josh a knowing glance and approaching the counter.

"What are you doing back so early Brock?" queried Josh politely, finally freed of the past infatuations that often resulted in him fumbling and stuttering whenever the bull was too close to him, "School doesn't start for two weeks!"

"And that means I have a two week advantage over the competition," answered Brock, "Unrestricted access to the school's weight room while everyone is back home, stuffing their faces and getting fat."

"Why would you need unrestricted access to the weight room? That place is huge."

"Because the school is hosting a sports day during the first week, you know... overemphasis on exercise and good health and all that. I've signed up for bodybuilding and wrestling, plus I intend to win them both, so I'll need all the extra training equipment I can get my hands on and there isn't a better gym for miles around."

"Isn't there a hardcore gym or something where you live?"

"Yeah but it's expensive, I'd rather come back early and make use of our free fitness facilities. Anyway, the cafeteria in my dorm is closed and I am starving! I'll have ten of those buns to go please, they smell heavenly!" Brock wiped his lips and swallowed his drool, before adding, "Making my mouth water too."

"Now hold on a moment, this is an experimental bun, I'm not even sure if it tastes good yet."

"Eh I'm not too concerned about that, something that smells so good can't possibly be bad."

"I think this might be the only bun in the shop actually."

"You're kidding, something smelling so good and you only made one?"

"Actually you raise a fine point," Josh admitted, easing away from the counter and making for the door to the preparation kitchen, "Let me see if I'll be able to get my hands on more, one moment please."

"Take your time," Brock called after him, "The gym doesn't open for another hour anyway."

Duncan must have overheard everything, for the moment Josh entered the kitchen a plate of freshly baked buns was shoved into his hands, a grinning Duncan smooching him on the cheek before hurrying off to one of the ovens, which had begun beeping for some reason or other. Thankful for the dragon's incredible sense of hearing, along with the magic he had probably used to speed bake these buns, Josh turned around and stepped back into the shop, where Brock was waving an uncertain hand before the still drooling Nick.

"Heeey! See I knew you had more buns back there! By the way what happened to Nick this time?"

"I think it's best if you didn't know."

"Whatever you think is best man, I don't think I even want to know what happened this time."

Josh nodded in agreement and pulled out a paper bag from beneath the counter so he could fill in Brock's order.

"By the way how much are these going to cost me?"

"I... actually haven't set a price for them yet... how about two dollars apiece?"

"One dollar apiece and study notes for two modules in your second year."

"One fifty, and notes for two modules."

"One fifty and notes for one module."

"One fifty, notes for one module, and taking Nick back with you since you both live in the same building and since you have a car."

"Deal," Brock announced, reaching forward to assist Josh in packing his order, "Oh neat there are ten buns in total, this must be my lucky day!"

"Yep I think that's all of them, thanks for coming!"

"And thanks for the buns, Josh!" Brock said cheerfully, the bull grabbing Nick by the shoulders and shaking him loose, "Now come on Nick, let's get you back to the dorm before someone else sees you like this."

***

Brock didn't make two blocks before the smell wafting from his bread bag grew too enticing to resist. The bull turned back, wondering for a moment if he should offer a bun to the fox in the rear of the car. Nick must have been profoundly affected by whatever happened in Josh's shop, the fox was staring dreamily into space instead of trying to molest him as he normally did. Brock pondered for a moment before thinking better of it, he had paid for ten buns and gotten one free of course, not to mention the fact he needed all the energy he could get for the punishing workout he had planned for himself.

The bull reached for his purchase and fished out a bun, stuffing the whole thing into his mouth and moaning softly at the amazing deliciousness of the soft bread. It was an extremely delightful mixture of sweet, salty, buttery goodness that practically melted in his mouth and throat, sending a wave of warm pleasure all the way to his fingers and causing his toes to curls. Josh had really outdone himself with these unbelievable buns, the comforting warmth even causing his thick bull-cock to swell with more blood. Brock licked his lips as he turned into the driveway of his dormitory, suddenly eager to drop Nick off so he could enjoy his buns in private.

***

Not too far away, Duncan snickered to himself as he sensed his newly-named Brawny Buns being devoured by the first of Josh's unsuspecting customers.