While Bryan was in the kitchen, rattling the pots and pans, Max put the volume up on the tv to the point to drown the noise out...
Tom was DEFINITELY put off by Max's appearance... and smell. Seeing max lounging on that lazy boy recliner was like seeing a beached whale...
Tom tried to get away from Max, his BO was noxious to the tall lad... but despite his ball gut, Max's arm THICK with muscles and was a tough vice to breakout off.
Max was explaining SOMETHING about the basketball game on the tv, but Tom could BARELY make it out.
Again, Max's BO was SO strong... the more he breathed it in, the more lost he felt in it.
His vision was blurry... he could BARELY see pass the room and the noise from the tv and kitchen seemed like muffled echoes to him... All he can see and hear was just Max laying next to him, his huge arm draped over him like an coarse weighted-blanket.
How DISGUSTING is this old man, Tom thought as he felt like was going to pass out... and with Max's arm pushing him in on him, he basically stumbled like a tumbled weed... right on top of Max's body, which to him spread out more than the room itself.
Tom's sense were in a whirl now. Being on top of that old man felt like being a giant heated-rock. Tom couldn't believe what he was on was human flesh. He ran his hands on Max's pecs, they felt solid and harder than ANYTHING he felt before, even Max's hair felt strong and revisited to being pushed over. The two pecs reminded Tom of pillows... BIG hard pillows... Tom could swore his face can fit in the space between them!
With his big feet on Max's stomach, he tried to kick it, expecting it jiggle like Santa... but now. He BARELY felt anything, it felt like pure solid rubber: Soft, but firm when hit. Tom felt his leg close to Max's belly button... it felt like a rock-ledge... and could even fit his foot inside of it! Despite his shows, Max's skin did NOT yield to him... if anything, it felt like the skin was cutting into the soles!
Confused, Tom look up at Max's face. The man did not looked disturbed or bothered... he was smiling right at Bryan's friend with delight. With little clarity he had left, Tom thought out loud.
"Did... you... PLANNED this?"
Instead of an answer, Max pulled the lad closer to his own face, his breath was thick with spicy nacho cheese from an earlier "snack", and despite being putt off the thick beard of his, Tom found himself being kissed FULL on by Max!
Tom tried to resist... but his sense were completely lost now. It was just him and the man-island that is Max!
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