"Wei's breath caught sharply in his throat. It seemed to him that Dad's massive torso and mile-wide shoulders blocked the entire world from view. If Wei was an enemy, an opposing warrior or someone with the intent to harm, this would be where panic and claustrophobia would set in. But towards his love, Dad only emanated gentle heat and the male aroma of cologne tinged with a hint of sweat. That huge body always radiated so much heat. Wei pictured him as a seven foot tall Sun, bending all gravity and all light towards him. Ulric's face looked down upon him through heavy bedroom eyes. His beard was thick, gorgeously brushed and well-kept. Tiny glints of silver dotted the snow-white expanse of his facial hair as light glinted on the subtle oils within the follicles. His gaze was so strong and intense it often had the effect of making people look away. Oftentimes only a look was needed to enforce the peace, nothing further necessary. Now, however, his gray eyes looked on his boy with resolute strength. Possessiveness? Perhaps. Deep carnal desire and powerful, palpable love radiated from him. Wei thought he could hear the gargantuan heart beating like drums within that colossal chest. Or was that his own heart as he stood, half-paralyzed and half-ennervated by the electric desire magnetizing their two bodies together? Wei knew something massive stirred in Dad's trousers, a colossal tool for lovemaking and procreation. IF Wei could, he would have already born thousands of the supersoldier's pups. The inverse was probably true, too. Ulric loved to cum inside him. This was probably a leftover from his war days, when he was prescribed to seed as many women as he could to carry on his genes. [the ladies had all gladly and eagerly volunteered] This always contradicted a bit with Wei's own preference, to have him finish all over his face. He loved the sheer volume and viscosity of all that bull-seed Jackson-Pollocking his cheeks and lips, his throat and chest. It tasted soooooo good. And it made his skin glow afterwards! Clearly, the titan wanted to make love HARD. His enormous hands skillfully unbuttoned Wei's shirt. No words were said, and no words were needed. Dad was a quiet man. His sheer physicality always did the talking. How could such huge fingers not have trouble with such tiny buttons, Wei asked himself? As Dad uncovered Wei's own pounding arousal, he crouched down, still utterly massive as he dropped to his knees to take his boy into his mouth like communion. His mustache brushed against his sensitive head as he ingested him, and Wei nearly felt he would explode there and then. It was going to be a long night, and Wei was going to have particularly good skin the next morning.😳"