Dr. Legrand Wolf and his patient—and now frequent sex playmate—Marcus Rivers were enjoying a peaceful, rainy afternoon together indoors. As the rain poured down and beat against the large windows of Legrand’s living room, the two lovers snuggled together on the couch. It was unseasonably chilly for an early spring afternoon, but as Legrand and Marcus cuddled together, they generated more than enough body heat to keep each other sublimely warm. They couldn’t help but gaze upon one another with genuine adoration. This is nice, they thought. As Marcus cooed and purred against Legrand’s massive, gorgeous body, the gentle giant reveled in the young twink’s soft little hand roaming over his chest and torso. Legrand could have sworn he felt a subtle twitch coming from the boy’s crotch as the two lovers pressed up against one another. Finally, they kissed. Legrand smiled down at the dark-haired boy with eyes of light hazelnut. Marcus was like porcelain, soft skin, small, just enough body fat to shape his cupid-like aura. His smile was also soft, with lips that curl upwards slightly when he does anything even remotely exciting or enjoyable for him. They had curled after the kiss; the little twink was getting horny. Might as well get naked, Legrand thought. He knew what Marcus ultimately wanted, and not just because of the fact that it was also what he wanted. But first, as Legrand removed the boy’s clothing, they playfully enjoyed one of their favorite shared intimate moments: comparing the vast size difference between their physical bodies. The good doctor’s enormous hands were longer than Marcus’ feet. Marcus giggled; he loved this kind of play. Soon, the puppy dog-eyed Marcus found himself gasping for air. He cried out with the intense sensations of Legrand fingering his extra-sensitive and smooth anus. The expert physician knew just how to finesse and finger that sweet entrance so that it felt nice for the boy. And as Marcus emitted long, loud moans of wonder and delight, Legrand’s own animal desires began to rise quickly. As though Marcus could read this horny daddy’s mind, he slid off the couch and yanked Dr. Wolf’s jockeys right off. He grabbed the doctor by the dick and began to kiss, lick and suck its massive length. Legrand was in heaven, especially when the boy would look up at him with those puppy-dog eyes as he licked and sucked his massive cock. The rest of that afternoon was consumed by an erotic state of bliss. The masterful doctor guided small Marcus through position after position of sweet, passionate love-making. Their bodies intertwined in ways the doctor only came to know from his years of experience, and in ways that made his young companion wail with rapture. Any thought of the chilly rain outside was forgotten. As Marcus sat impaled in reverse-cowboy style on Legrand’s lap, the heat of their sex caused both lovers to sweat. The delicate-looking twink rode up and down on the gargantuan daddy’s large tool, leaving the boy shaking with an imminent orgasm. The sweet-faced twink sang the devoted doctor’s praises. Legrand stroked his boy’s penis sensing, as all good doctors should, what was happening in his patient’s body. Marcus twisted, and shouted, and came in the DILF doctor’s loving grip. Legrand wrapped his other arm around the boy and pulled him down hard onto his dick. The doctor blasted volleys of seemingly endless cum into the impossibly-tight tunnel of his miniature twink lover. As the rain continued to pour down outside, Marcus held tightly to his big daddy and showered him with passionate, sweet kisses…
