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stop.
    “You like that.”
    It wasn’t a question, not the way he said it, but Tyler answered anyway. “That was unreal.”
    “As in fake?” Blessed cocked one eye at him.
    “As in out of this world. It was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.”
    “I will continue.”
    Tyler didn’t even get a chance to answer before Blessed’s tongue was once again wriggling and probing his ass. Holy mother of mercy, he swore he was going to come. Nothing on Earth had ever made him this ready to blow this fast. Just as he was on the brink of no return, Blessed pulled away.
    “You are so dangerously tempting.”
    Before he knew what was happening, Blessed left the bed, striding over to the far side of the room. Tyler turned and sat, enjoying the backend view of his ever-more-curious master. His buttocks were tight, but not high. They were low because the muscles of his thighs dominated his lower frame. From the back, he looked built like a speed skater.
    Blessed retrieved a bag from near the entrance door, turned, and then came back to the bed. Each step swung his cock from side to side in a hypnotic swing. It certainly wouldn’t fit inside Tyler, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to play with it. Mainly, he wanted to explore the strosan . As Blessed moved, it, too, moved by coiling and uncoiling around his dick. If nothing else, Tyler would like to see him climax.
    That thought drew his gaze down below the massive proportions of his cock, but he didn’t see any balls. He frowned and tilted his head. Maybe they were internal. He kept looking, thinking that there would be some kind of telltale lump or something beneath his reddish skin.
    “Why do you stare so intently at my cock?” Blessed put the bag on the bed. “Come forward if you would like to inspect me.”
    They said that curiosity killed the cat, but since Tyler was a man, he figured he was relatively safe. He moved toward the end of the bed.
    “I will stand to let you look, touch, and even taste.” Blessed reached down and cupped Tyler’s chin. “Show me your teeth.”
    Tyler opened his mouth.
    Blessed chuckled. “Very small and blunt. Still, I do not want you to bite me.”
    “I wasn’t planning on it.”
    “Good. Look.” Blessed spread his legs a bit and put his fists on his hips. Strands of his long black hair fell forward, tangling down his chest, which Tyler realized did not have nipples, just as he’d said. It was strange but he still looked good. Like a human who had been amped up through some kind of experiment. Or steroids.
    Deliberately, Tyler reached under Blessed’s cock and touched the skin. It was harder than he thought it would be. Almost like toughened leather. “You don’t have balls.”
    “Balls? That word is not translating correctly for me.”
    “Testicles.” Tyler cupped his own. “It’s what holds my sperm for conception.”
    “I am not a breeder.”
    “You’re sterile?”
    Clearly taking affront, Blessed declared, “I am clean.”
    “No, I mean, did they cut them off?” Tyler cupped his balls and pantomimed cutting them off. Blessed made a face of such horror it almost made Tyler laugh. “So you just weren’t born with any balls, but you won out in the massive cock department.” He shook his head. “That’s some kind of deal.”
    “Breeders have a sac within the body that produces the products of conception. They must have a host to implant.”
    “A female.”
    Blessed nodded. “Yes. They are not sentient.”
    “Your women aren’t intelligent?”
    “No. They breed just like the breeder. I am a neutral.”
    “So, when you reach your moment of pleasure, do you ejaculate like I did on stage?”
    “Yes.”
    “But it’s not for conception.”
    “No. It is for release. A fluid builds up inside, here.” Blessed took Tyler’s hand in his and pressed his palm to the spot on his abs that was right above his prick. “Before I went to war, I let it build up until the pressure made me slightly crazed. It is