Elias stood frozen, his eyes wide as they traced the immense contours of Torvald’s colossal member before him. The sheer scale of it was overwhelming, a monument of flesh that seemed to defy reality itself. His heart pounded, not with fear, but with a curious thrill that tugged at his instincts. He *wanted* to explore, to understand this surreal moment that had unfolded so unexpectedly.
Tentatively, he stepped closer, the ground still warm from Torvald’s body heat. The air grew thick, heavy with a potent musk that hit him like a wave. It was earthy, primal, and intoxicating, clouding his senses with each breath. Elias reached out, his hand trembling slightly as his fingers brushed against the towering surface. The skin was warm, softer than he’d expected, yet firm beneath its weight. A shiver ran through him, his pulse quickening as the musk enveloped him fully, sinking into his lungs and dulling his thoughts.
His eyelids grew heavy, the world around him softening at the edges. The scent was overpowering now, lulling him into a strange, dreamlike haze. He swayed on his feet, his hand still resting against Torvald’s flesh, the warmth radiating into his palm. “Just… a moment,” he mumbled, his voice barely a whisper as he sank to his knees. The ground was soft, almost inviting, and he slumped forward, curling up near the base of Torvald’s cock and balls. His breaths slowed, shallow and steady, as sleep claimed him, his body nestled in the shadow of the giant’s overwhelming presence.
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