Worshipped by a Hooded Sub – Muscle God Fantasy

He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t show his face. He’s just here to serve.

In this slow, sensual, and powerful worship scene, I stand tall — oiled, pumped, and commanding — while a hooded sub drops to his knees before me. Fully masked, completely anonymous, and totally devoted, he explores my physique like it’s sacred. And I let him.

From my pecs to my traps, biceps to calves — he runs his hands and mouth over every inch of my body. Trembling. Breathing hard. Moaning softly behind the hood as he kisses, licks, and grips thick slabs of muscle. My chest rises and falls slowly as I flex on command, feeding his obsession, knowing exactly what this does to him.

I don’t need to say much. Just a nod, a command, or a hand on his head keeps him worshipping exactly the way I want. He kisses the curve of my biceps, licks the sweat off my abs, and buries his face between my pecs like it’s where he belongs.

This is pure muscle worship. No distractions. Just heavy breath, wet skin, and the overwhelming energy of a true alpha being adored like a living sculpture. The power contrast is electric — me, towering and thick. Him, submissive and silent, completely engulfed in muscle.

If you’re into masked submission, body worship, and the erotic intensity of being in the presence of a real muscle god — this scene is pure kink perfection. No fluff. No gimmicks. Just dominance, devotion, and muscle.