Brutal Brawls

Sitting in a bar, alone, minding my own business. I came here to relax and hang out. I am wearing my mask as I usually do, the short sleeves of my tee let it clear I work out for anyone who pays attention, however, my black jeans, pretty much hides what I am packing inside. This beautiful blond girl with a short white dress that can barely hold her breast and barely gets to her knees, sits in a chair next to me. She grabs my mug and drinks from my beer. "So, why are you hiding behind that mask?" She asked me. "I am wrestler, pro wrestler, Mexican pro wrestler" I say to her as I grab the handle of my mug for her not to take it again. I am gay, If I were not, I would be very interest in her, since she is really hot. She rubs my biceps and triceps, running her hand to my pecs. I grab her wrist and take her hand off me. "What are you doing?" I say to her. As I hold her wrist, she slides her other hand to my thigh and then to caress my crotch. "C'mon, aren't you enjoying it" She says.

I took my girl out for a fun night on the town, stopping at a few clubs and bars for some drinks before we finally stopped at our last bar of the night. I had already had a few drinks and needed a bathroom break, so I left my beautiful blond angel alone at the bar so I could go take a piss in the bathroom. Once I came out, however, I saw her sitting with some man at the bar... A man who had just grabbed her hand while her other hand traced up his thigh and to his crotch. I instantly felt fire rush through my veins and I bolted straight across the bar. "Hey, who the hell do you think you are?!" There was anger in my voice as I slipped between my girl's stool and your stool, standing defensively in front of her as I grabbed your shoulder and spun you around, catching sight of your mask. "Some masked asshole trying to hit on and pick up my girl? What the fuck's your problem, dude?" I ask, snarl on my handsome face as I puffed out my chest while I spoke.

"Babe, he grabbed me and pulled me, then wanted to touch my boobs" She lies "As I refuse he made me touching his bulge, he is a perv" I can't believe what just happened. I grab your wrist on my shoulder and by squeezing hard I take it off me standing up. "She is lying... listen bro, I am not looking for trouble tonight" I say as I step back with my palms front trying to avoid a confrontation. I take a look at you. It seems it's been a fun night for you your shirt is almost unbuttoned full, I get to see your perfect sculpted abs, I go down to have a glimpse of the bulge in your pants, and then I look at your handsome face, and somehow my cock awakens. It is you the one I would pick, not your girl. I think to myself.

When you stand I can get a better view of your frame - sculpted, muscular, strong, and your eyes look very nice behind your mask. However, I'm only seeing red as my girl lies to me and tells me that you pulled her and made her touch your crotch. "You did WHAT you sick perv?" I yell out, demanding an answer I don't want to hear as I step closer to you. I can't even tell that you're trying to avoid confrontation, I just want to kick your ass and look good in front of my girl while doing it. I brush a bit of my hair from my fair, my chiseled abs exposed through my buttoned down shirt that reveals them. My dark jeans show off my bulge perfectly as I look you up and down, my eyes falling on your bulge instead. "Nah, you want to try some pervy shit with my girl? You trying to have an easy lay?" I pull my foot back. "Try using your nuts after this, asshole!" I swing my foot straight up between your legs and crack you right in the balls.

Going straight for my male assets, you surprisingly kick me between my open legs as I had my palms extended. I feel your shin mashing my nuts against my pelvic bone. I growl and bend front as I close my thighs and take my hand to protect my bulge. You want to destroy me as a male, because of the lies of that bitch. Everyone at the bar stands up and make a circle to enjoy the show as I stumble, trying to not fall on my knees, resting one hand on the table, while the other cover my crotch. "Fuck, bro, I really don't want to fight" I say.

 "Get him, babe!" I hear my girl yelling out to me as I watch you stumble back holding your junk. You're barely able to stand after the blow to your nuts but I'm surprised you're still on your feet. "Yeah, you don't want to fight? Well, you shouldn't have been flirting with my girl and making her do things she didn't want!" I puff out my chest and take a step forward. "And guys like me, we protect our girls." The crowd is now in awe watching as I stand there, chiseled body standing tall in front of you, looking like a model as I clench my fist. I rush forward again and throw a hard hook right into your jaw to try and send you to the floor.

As I am not only weakened but distracted admiring your chiseled torso, I feel your knuckles hitting my check, my head turns around and as I move my hand to still support on the table it falters and I fall. With my back on the floor, I look up at you, standing tall and proud as the crowd cheers for you. Still feeling pain in my balls I support one hand on the floor and lifting my hips, I extend my right leg up to hit your balls with my instep, from below.

I'm looking down at you with a smug look on my face as the crowd cheers for me, already feeling like the champion of the fight. I look left and right at them with a grin as the instep of your foot catches me right in the nuts from below. My breath catches in my throat and my eyes go wide, the pain shooting up through my abs as my body is practically lifted up by your foot in my junk. "Fuuuuck," I groan, falling down to my knees first and then to my side, reaching for my aching nuts. "Oh you're gonna fucking get it," I growl, crawling over to you and slamming my fist down into your abs.

Your hammer punch hits my solid abs as I am facing up, but I roll away from you and giving one last squeeze to my balls I kip up, standing. I am a pro wrestler, I tend to receive many low blows, I am kind of used, they make good show for the people. I look down at you and send a kick yo your side, trying to hurt your ribs. "No, bro, you are gonna fucking get it"

 Your kick slams into my side and my ribs instantly start aching, each breath sending pain in my chest as I pull away and try to stand. I quickly change my plan though and kneel forward and send another uppercut straight into your nuts and as you go to bend over I throw my elbow up directly into your nose before staggering back, getting up to my feet. "Damn, that one looked like it hurt, bitch," I taunt you.

Having the upper hand, as I grab you by the hair to force you standing up, you uppercut my balls and I grunt and close my legs bending front again, realising your hair, as you stand up, you send your elbow up, hitting my nose upwards, and it stars to bleed staining my mask and I fall on my knees. I don't know what hurts more, if my nose or my balls. It seems that the only trick you know is attacking balls. I am gonna have to teach you a lesson. Ignoring the small hemorrhage on my nose that should eventually stop, I lunge at you, to embrace your legs and lift you to take you down, smacking your back on the closest table which breaks.

"Looks like you've got a little bleed going on there, hope that mask of yours doesn't stain," I taunt you, seeing your nose bleed. You ignore my comments though and lunge at me, my arms swinging wildly as you grab my legs and lift me up. The crowd moves quickly out of the way as I fall back on the closest table which breaks under the force of my body slamming against it, my back going all the way through down to the ground. "Uuuuugh..." I groan, back arching up a bit as a few scrapes appear on my arms from the broken wood. I can still feel you looming over me even though I'm on the ground so I throw a kick out in front of my blindly, still in a daze from the fall.

Standing in front of you, you send a kick and I grab your ankle, holding it I move your leg to one side spreading you, then I grab your other ankle to set you in "V" position, and then I let my knee falling hard on your balls, and I remain there "You want to fight dirty with a pro wrestler, bitch? you will regreat"

Your knee comes down straight into my balls and my body jackknifes as I fold inward. "FUUUUCK!" I shout loud, the crowd now cheering for you as I'm reaching down at your knee trying to pry it off of my aching nuts. My balls feel like they might explode under the weight of your knee as it crushes them between your body weight and the floor. My back is arching and my head is tilted back, sweat beading on my forehead from the pain surging up into my gut as I pull at your leg. "My fucking balls... I'm gonna end you!" I growl, slamming my head forward into yours and pulling away as you stumble back.

You squirm under my knee and manage to slide your crotch off my knee as you do so, you elevate your torso and your skull smacks mine. I stumble back due to the impact and fall on my ass sat on the floor a little dazed after that headbutt. Trough my mask I see you kneeling one hand on your bulge, one on a stool as you stand up. So I move to also stand up.

My balls are still aching as I pant for a bit to catch my breath, hand on my nuts as I pull myself to a standing position. I see you doing the same but I don't want to give you a chance to get back into position so I quickly slide behind you, wrapping my arm around your neck in a reverse chokehold. "Yeah, you wanted my girl to put her hand on your junk?" I ask, taking my free hand and slamming it up between your legs and squeezing hard. "How about mine, you like that?" I ask, clenching my arm tighter around your neck.

I am about to stand up, when you jump over me and wrap your arm around my neck, trying to choke me. I bent one knee because of your weight over me. I grab your forearm, and I am about to shove you off me when you slam my nuts hard from behind and squeeze them hard as I loosen my neck and your arm begin actually choking me. 

Trapped, you stretch my body back, I feel exposed for the audience. My cock growing inside my black pants. Some of my blood drips from my mask to your forearm. "You, bastard" I mumble. I take both of my hands to your head, and reach your eyeballs with my fingers to gauge your eyes.

I think I feel your cock starting to grow against my hand as I squeeze your balls, my grip tightening even more around your neck as my smirk grows. I'm about to say a smartass comment but your hands reach back and go straight for my eyes, clawing them with your fingers to start gauging my eyes. "AAAARGH! Fuck you!" I scream loud, trying to hold my chokehold on you but your fingers are digging into my eyes. It hurts like crazy and I can feel them getting bloodshot as I finally release the hold, shoving you away as I stumble back, my back hitting the bar as several drinks spill when I bump into it, my arms on the countertop to hold me up as I rub my eyes in pain, vision blurred and scratches on my eyelids.

Kneeled, on four, before you, gasping and coughing after your choke and holding my balls with one hand. I send an uppercut to your exposed crotch as you bend front I grab your head and use it as support, then I grab your arms clinching them and I begin sending hard knees to your abs and a couple to your unprotected nuts.

My vision is still a bit blurry as I rub my eyes, trying to see exactly where you are before your uppercut goes straight up into my nuts. "OOF!" I groan loud, mouth making a perfect O shape as I almost slide down to my knees, cock growing harder in my jeans as you use my head for leverage and clinch my arms. Your knee starts ramming into my abs over and over, a few of them going into my nuts causing me to feel lightheaded. My head is swimming as my legs tremble, struggling to stay up as I use my weight to pull you back a bit and then break my arms free, grabbing the back of your head and slamming it against the counter. My eyes catch sight of your hard cock tented in your pants a bit and I smirk. "Damn, maybe you don't want my girl - maybe you'd rather be on your knees for me," I say quietly to just you, aiming to really piss you off.

You manage to push me away and gathering your strength you slam my head on the counter. I use my arms to protect my head as I would do in the ring, as I see you by the corner of my eye, wincing due to the pain on your balls and bent front, rubbing both your gut and bulge, you walk toward me to taunt me in as you say those words I spin my body aggressively to send a back fist at your temple, making your head shake. I grab it under my arm and with ou losing time I let myself falling on my back as I take your head down with me in a DDT, only that this time is on solid floor not a soft canvas on ring.

I'm taking a second to recover as you're against the counter, a smug look on my face after my last words - that you quickly wipe away when you spin your body quickly and hit my temple with a back fist. My head snaps to the side and then straightens back out, shaking a bit as I feel a bit woozy. I almost start to sway but you grab my head under your arm and instantly fall, my head and face smashing hard onto the solid floor. A sickening crack can be heard in my ears - probably my nose - as I shout out in pain and curl up, aching and holding my face as blood gushes from my nose, now staining my hands. I'm groaning for a second as I roll over, looking up at the ceiling on my back, face looking battered and nose slightly crooked with blood covering it, stars in my eyes as I'm in a daze.

Fuck! I stuck my head to the chest as I fall back, but still feel the smack on my back. Now I know why we do this on canvas. Feeling like I lost some air from my lungs. I roll over next to you, on four. Seeing you there, spread and dazed, blood coming out of your nose. Mine, dripping drops from my mask to my tee. I notice that and take it off, showing my chiseled torso to the people. Crawling to mount you, panting. I begin pummeling your face with hammer fists. "Know I am on my knees for you" I say as I continue punching your face.

I'm groaning, attempting to sit up in my daze as you crawl on top of me. You're shirtless now, I can see it through the stars in my eyes, and I can see your chiseled body as you sit over me. The crowd watches intently as you bring down your first hammer fist - then another, then another, pummeling my face over and over. My body starts bouncing a bit with each hit as you slam against my face, my face becoming battered and bruised, one of my eyes already getting black and blood now oozing from my mouth as well as you keep beating the shit out of my face. "Damn... What a loser..." My girl says, watching me getting my ass kicked, stepping out of the crowd and away from the mix as she practically discards me to go get another drink. "F-fuck you," I manage to say, blood sprinkling from my lips as I look up at you, my hard cock pressed against the fabric of my jeans.

Almost sat on your crotch, I feel something hard through my jeans. I send two punches at your jaw line, then I grab your shirt and rip it to fully expose your abs and chest. Standing up I unbutton your jeans and pull both the pants and your underwear down to your ankles, also taking off your shoes you lie naked on the floor with only your ripped shirt, the people can see your hard and wet cock pointing up like a post. "Well look who is the horny bitch" I say to the crowd as I stroke my own bulge. But my eyes go down to the red swollen balls lying below the shaft.

Your two punches hit my jaw line and my head snaps to the side, blood oozing from my mouth and nose onto the floor as I'm now in a complete daze. "What is he gonna do next?" The crowd asks, murmuring to each other as they watch you circle me and then rip open my shirt. My picture perfect abs are on display as you then take my pants and unbutton them, my body unable to resist as you yank down my pants and underwear. My hard cock springs free, bobbing and bouncing while leaking a bit, pointing up at the ceiling as you mention I'm the horny bitch. "I'm not..." I groan out, trying to look around, vision blurred as I see the crowd all observing my hard wet cock and swollen balls. I see you stroke your bulge but as I try to sit up my head falls back again. "You prick," I say out loud, struggling to move, also not wanting to admit that I find you standing there, chiseled shirtless body stroking your bulge, hot as hell.

I bit my lip as some blood drips from my mask to my chest. I see you trying to stand up, and I help you, I grab your balls pulling down the skin of your cock, the other in your hair. I pull from both to force you up and to lie on my shoulder, carrying you like a fireman, held by the balls, spanking your ass. I let you fall on a table, so you lie spread before me and I open the buckle of my belt, and unbutton my pants, lowering also my underwear below my ass releasing my hard wet 8,7"cock, pressing it against your crotch "Not, you cocky bitch, gonna know how a real man fucks" I say. The crow in owe but cheering as the want to witness the show. "Do you want me to fuck the bitch?" I ask to the people.

I yelp a bit as you grab my balls and tug, your other hand going into my hair as you toss me over your shoulder with ease, my fine ass exposed to the world as you leave a red handprint on it with your smack. I splay out on the table when you drop me, spready out unceremoniously as the crowd watches eagerly, starting to cheer and scream loud as you release your monster cock and press it against my crotch, our cocks right next to each other as mine twitches and throbs, my aching balls exposed to you in the process. As you entice the crowd they start cheering loud. "FUCK HIM! FUCK HIM! FUCK HIM!" My eyes go wide through the blood on my face as I look around. "W-what?" I ask, but the crowd has made up their mind. "FUCK HIM AND TAKE HIM HOME! FUCK HIM AND TAKE HIM HOME! HE'S YOURS NOW!" Cheering that they'd rather see me go home with you than my girl - looks like they liked seeing an arrogant stud get put in his place.

My cock lying on top of yours, it is clear that I am the bigger man in the room, our lubrication mixes becoming one fluid. I clamp your balls with one hand, making them pop out between my fingers and holding my hard as wood cock with the other, I begin smacking your balls for the entertainment of our audience. "It seems my cock is much stronger than our weak balls" I comment, biting my lower lip with a smirk.

As our cocks lay against each other I peer down and see that yours is larger, my face growing slightly red as you point it out. You clamp my balls and I squirm in pain as they pop out between your fingers and you hammer them with your cock just for the audience. They're all chuckling and laughing as each time your cock hammers against my balls my body twitches and jerks, my sore balls at your disposal as I grunt and groan. My cock is leaking hard now, throbbing more and more with every strike to them as a load brews in my nuts. "Just... Fuck me already..." I groan through grit teeth, grabbing your wrist as you squeeze my balls, wincing.

People burst in laugh when they hear you almost begin me to fuck you. "You want this cock so badly?" I ask as I walk to the opposite side of the table. I pull your hair to make your head lying out of the edge, and I place my testicles in your eyes, my cock over your bleeding nose. I lower your head and I insert my cock in your mouth. Your girl watching from the back of the crowd as I skull fuck you.

I scowl as you grab my hair and make my head lie out of the edge of the table, your nuts resting on my scratched eyes from when you gauged them, your cock pressed against my bleeding and crooked nose. "Give it to me," I say, and instantly you tilt my head back and insert your cock in my mouth, ramming it into the back of my throat as you skull fuck me. My eyes start welling with tears as I try not to gag on your sheer girth, the head of your cock bashing against the back of my throat as my body bumps with your rhythm. My own cock and exposed balls bob and bounce with each move my body makes as you hold my pecs and fuck my skull, my spit causing my tongue and lips to slide over your shaft with ease as I struggle to catch my breath. The crowd cheers loudly for you as my girl watches disgusted. "We're over," I hear her say, effectively dumping me as she walks out the bar leaving me in your hands.

"You don't need that bitch, when you have and alpha male like me" I say pinching your nipples, rubbing your pecs, squeezing them, running my hands through all your chiseled torso, feeling how strong your abs are. I moan low as my body shivers. My hands continue their way to your bouncing cock, but each grab one of your testicles and I squeeze them, owning you by the balls as my own balls swing on your face.

My body almost relaxes a bit as you mention having an alpha male like you, face slightly red from embarrassment but also accepting it, fully conquered by you, bloodied and broken as you skull fuck me in the middle of the bar, the crowd around us cheering for you as you claim me. I start leaning into the skull fuck more and more, tongue now trying to work itself around the shaft of your cock as you thrust it in and out of my throat, your balls smacking against my face over and over. I think you're about to grab my cock but your hands grab my nuts, one each, and start squeezing hard. "MMMMMPH!" I cry out into your cock as you continue to fuck me, gagging for a second as my eyes well with more tears. I'm so close to cumming as you crush my balls, a load edged at the tip of my cock as my fluttering, wet eyes feel your balls press against them over and over while I wait for you to cum, my hands now making their way to your abs to feel your chiseled body as you own me.

I see your cock turning red on the tip and I know you are about to explode. You wrap the head of my cock with your tongue and I moan as I continue thrusting, enjoying the warmth and wetness of your mouth. I enjoy the feeling of the touch of your fingers running through my torso. Sending my head back, biting my lower lip, I ram my cock deep in your throat, gagging you as I increase the pressure of my grip on your balls. "Cum for me bitch" I command you, knowing that I am also close to flood your mouth with my cum. My balls pressing against your eyes.

I can tell you're close to cumming by the intensity of your thrusts into my throat and the way your head tilts back, but you seem determined to make me cum first, your grip growing even tighter around my balls as you command me to cum for you. "MMMMPH!" I cry out, body tensing up, back arching as my hands grip at your waist, my cock shooting a massive load up in the air from you squeezing my balls alone... A true loser and bitch's defeat, getting his nuts owned so hard he cums from his balls being squeezed. The crowd goes wild as they see my cum squirt almost like a firework, spraying onto my chiseled and bloody abs and pecs as they mix into a pink liquid. Your hands continue to squeeze my nuts, draining every last drop of cum out as my eyes fill with water, your cock thrust deep into my throat, balls completely owned by you in your grip.

I massage your testicles, as if by doing so, I milk you dry. Your cum explodes like a fountain, and the mere scene of it makes me incredibly horny. Your cock twitches until releasing the last drops of your sperm and I begin thrusting much faster, holding to your balls, using them as handles for support. My balls making a clapping sound as they hit your eyes over and over. Until I remain still and my cock twitches inside your mouth, exploding, sending my seed directly into your throat. And I moan as I feel an electric wave running through my body. I let my cock in your mouth until it stops moving, then I walk some steps back, taking a deep breath, and it slides out of your mouth, with a slimy white thread connecting my glans with your lips. We fought because of a misunderstanding, you were fierce and hard to tame, but since the very moment I saw you, I knew I would like to own you. I tuck my cock in my trunks, zip my pants up and close the buckle of my belt. Walking in front of you, I offer you my hand for you to get up.

You're still gripping my balls, using them for support as you fuck my skull, tears streaming down the side of my face as I hold back my gags, doing my best to obediently take your massive cock while your balls continue to slap against my face. Finally you hit your breaking point and I feel your warm load burst into my throat. I almost think I might drown at first as I struggle to swallow it, some leaking out the corners of my bloodied mouth as you hold it there, muffled grunts and whimpers coming from my throat until your cock finally stops twitching and you slowly pull it out. I wipe my mouth and the string of cum that connects my lips to your cock, completely conquered by the masked stud. The crowd is clapping and cheering at the sight, my own cum mixing with my blood on my torso as your cum mixes with the blood around my mouth. You finally offer me your hand and I take it, pulled up with your support as I fall forward onto you, still dizzy, cock and balls bouncing and dangling. "Take me home?" I ask, almost as if for permission, as I look at you, blood on my face, hand around your shoulder for support. I look a hot mess but deep down found it hot to be beaten and dommed by you.

I feel your body pressed against mine, I hear you panting, and my cock begin hardening again. My mask soaked in the blood coming from my face, since it is black that does not show. I carry you on my shoulder as I did before, grabbing your swinging balls between your legs and smacking your ass with the other, I walk out of the bar to my car. Claiming you as if you were my prize "Your home? No, bitch, the night is still young" I say, and I toss you inside my car and I drive you to my place.

You toss me over your shoulder with ease again, the smell of blood from your mask evident even though it can't be seen. You smack my ass and grab my balls possessively, reinforcing the fact that you own them and me now, as you walk me out to your car and toss me inside. You remind me the night is still young and I nod, obedient now as I sit in the passenger seat, trying not to get my blood on the interior. "I guess I'm yours now," I say, head tilted back as I see your place approaching off in the distance.