"Don't complain, man, just be thankful you're sleeping in the same bed as a god like me. You know how many girls and boys would kill to be in your place right now?" Justin throws you down on the sheets and switches off the light. By the outline of moonlight you can still see the bulge of his rippling abs and biceps in the dark. The sheets you're lying on have a distinctly musky odour, as if their owner hasn't washed them in a while. This is a typical bachelor's bedroom.
You can make out the silhouette of Justin's ample anatomy, dangling between his legs as he climbs over you, the mattress squeaking, and settles down on his side so that you're lying right next to his hairy midriff. "Nighty night, little pet." You can hear the accent of a smile in your giant's voice as he rubs your poor fate in your face. Before long, Justin's rhythmic breaths are replaces by loud, bestial snoring. You can't sleep for the sound, and you can't stop thinking about that huge cock, coming at faster than you could beg for mercy, and nearly drowning you in another man's foul-tasting semen. You just pray that you'll make it out of this night alive, without being crushed or knocked off the bed, all the way down to a messy and untimely death on Justin's bedroom floor.
Suddenly, the mattress creaks loudly. You realise with a start that you were actually dozing off.. Now your sleeping giant is shifting in bed, and you turn your head just in time to see his huge, muscular body coming down on you, trapping you..
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