Shining Armor & Big Mac / Muscle & Cock Worship

Shining exhaled as his hands slowly traced down the sides of Mac’s chest. With each inch, he marveled at the power he felt beneath his fingers; with every breath Mac took, he could feel the muscle rippling beneath his fingers.

“You’re incredible,” he said, his legs straddling Big Mac’s. His cock throbbed, but for the moment, Shining was content to just feel the curvature of Mac’s body against his.

“I’m nothin’ much,” Big Mac grunted. “You’re captain of the whole Crystal army.”

“I’m a soldier, Mac.” Shining slowly traced a finger down Mac’s abs, savoring the touch of each muscle. “I’m lean. I’m a fighter. But you’ve worked every day of your life, and I’ve never seen anyone with so much incredible size.”

“Bulk Biceps - “

“ - is full of veins and ridiculous proportions. And besides,” Shining said, leaning forward and letting the tip of his cock brush against Mac’s much larger stallionhood. “You’re bigger in all the right places.”

Mac’s body stiffened. Shining felt his mouth tugging down into a frown.

“Look,” he said. “I don’t say anything I don’t mean. Ever. So take my word when I say that you - “

He bent over and planted a kiss on the tip of Macintosh’s tip. Big Mac tensed even more - and then relaxed, breathing out slowly as Shining’s hands slowly traced down his hips.

“ - are a massive, wonderful, beautiful hunk.”

He looked up to Big Mac’s eyes and offered a grin. Big Mac hesitated for a moment…

And then smiled right back.