"Oh Professor!" sighed the macho man dreamily.
"That's Mr. Professor to you!" he shouted in a seductive manner seductively.
Mr. Professor looked down at his student of lovemaking, determined to teach him well. "Spider Flower," he cooed suddenly like some land dweller's dove lusus.
"Yes, Mr. Professor," the apprentice practically moaned with admiration. It was like admiration was the very epitome of what would be alluring.
Mr. Professor reached down to Spider and placed him on his feet, suddenly beginning the process of making out with him. Their tongues dueled for dominance, but Spider's lost a crushing defeat. It was like a wrestling match between a stick and very large boulder aided by gravity.
Suddenly, Mr. Professor nudged Spider Flower away, causing the extremely muscled troll to fall onto his artistically sculpted flesh mounds.
"Spider," his smooth voice rumbled," We must begin begin phase two."
Mr. Professor slowly began unzipping his high quality zippered pants, and his love wand began to rise through the gap. Slowly, it expanded off into the distance.
"Oh, Mr. Professor, your meat cane is so… long!" Spider panted for some reason. He reached out to touch the growing appendage only to swatted away by Mr. Professor.
"You must first listen to my lecture," said Mr. Professor as his dong continued to reach off into the distance. Sadly, we will never know what Mr. Professor was going to say, as he would not be able to give Spider Flower his juicy education.
"Mr. Professor!" came a deep baritone voice from outside the window. Spider jumped up to see who it was, nearly bumping his think pan upon the mighty love member of Mr. Professor.
From the ground below stood a chiseled hunk. When he saw Spider, he flexed and all of his clothing turned into shreds around him. Spider was mesmerized by the newcomer's tempting features.
"I have come for my one and only love. My dearest Spider Flower," The newcomer wailed with ecstasy. His voice echoed around the surrounding area. It spread like a rumor over the hills.
"You shall not take away my pupil," Mr. Professor growled seductively. A brawl was going to occur.
Suddenly, the newcomer's love stick grew with exponential speed. Spider had to jump back in order to not be slammed in the face by his giant throbbing flesh wand. It burst forward like a geyser, and it caught Spider seductively off guard.
Mr. Professor, seductively angered by the newcomer's zeal, began to whip his meaty appendage back and forth in an attempt to slice the other troll in half with his pointy sword of love. He was not the only one to try, as the newcomer soon began to thrash about as well. Spider ducked for cover from the writhing dicks, aroused nonetheless.
A grunt of pain and pleasure came to Spider's attention a few minutes later. He looked over to find Mr. Professor holding a wound spilling blood, his love wand retreating back into his well zippered pants.
"Mr. Professor!" Spider cried. His educator sputtered on the ground, seductively.
"Do not worry my love," sighed the newcomer who had climbed up the wall using his meat stick. "I am here."
The newcomer caressed Spider, their muscular bodies rubbing up against each other. Jumping out the window, the newcomer held Spider close and brought their faces together. Their lips touched, and both were aroused to discover that, like the rest of them, their mouth muscles were also very ripped.
As the sun set, Spider and his new love flew to the horizon on the power of the newcomer's love member, the tragedy of Mr. Professor already forgotten.