Bringing his hands to grasp hold of the golden hair at his waist, Joe noticed a curious gold band about two inches wide cutting into the massive right thigh muscle of the black man. Strange symbols were etched into its face around rubies cut into many facets, which shot light in every direction with the slightest twitch of his leg. Though it clung tightly nearly halfway down to his knee, the head of his shaft rested easily against it, nodding occasionally in Joe’s direction with every brush of their skin. Joe pulled the mouth away from his own member and crouched down to examine the startling jewelry, running his fingers appreciatively across the ornate face. The symbols were strange; not Egyptian, and not Etruscan, but unlike anything Joe had ever seen.

His investigation was interrupted as the Goliath turned Joe’s face and pressed the head of his cock against Joe’s mouth, splitting his lips. The sensation of having another man resting on his tongue was as exhilarating as it was foreign to him. He spread his lips wide as it grew even further inside him, like a serpent burrowing down into the dark cavity of his throat. It continued to swell in length and girth until Joe was sure he couldn’t handle anymore. He felt like an anaconda, forced to unhinge its jaw to swallow its prey, as he breathed heavily through his nose so as not to suffocate. Seeing a good six inches still ahead of him, Joe realized in dismay that the monster was only halfway entrenched in him. Without warning, the man thrust his hips gently forward and another three inches edged their way in, pushing thankfully well past his gagging point. Joe was sure by now the bulbous head must be residing below his Adam’s apple and braced himself as the dark hips squarely in front of him began to rock slowly back and forth. There was nothing he could do as he felt the firm pressure of the man’s large hands on the back of his head. He had to take it, and yet surprisingly he wanted to. As the fluid motion intensified, Joe saw the man’s pelvis growing closer and closer until his nose was buried in the dark tight curls of hair that crowned the python itself. He breathed in the sweaty musk and felt the man’s thighs tighten into granite slabs as he moaned.