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Kink Master Tournament Round 1 - Rob Hunter-Kane VS. Tommy Rex

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Tommy Rex:
I'm pacing back and forth in the hotel room... I check my phone regularly to see if you have sent me message. I feel so nervous for some reason... Maybe it's because this is my first time officially fighting inside a hotel room. It looks pretty nice! Thank god I had a coupon for booking this place for a night. It has a huge beg, a jacuzzi and even a mini bar! Of course I've already opened a botte of Pepsi Black and I'm sipping it nervously while I await for my opponent. Is it weird that I'm already waiting for you in me gear? God I hope not.. Me red puppy speedos tighten with anticipation as I check the phone once more. I know you'll knock that door at any second now


Rob Hunter-Kane:
When I signed up for this kink fight tournament I did not expect to find myself in a hotel for the first match. Not that I am complaining---I guess I am just not used to it---but that did not stop me from preparing properly---a long and sweaty workout of course, followed by a relaxing time in the sauna. I frankly don't remember when was the last time I sweated as much as today. My shirt and gym shorts are literally sticking to my skin since I did not change after my workout. And here I am---standing in front of the door, ready to face my first opponent---I knock.


Tommy Rex:
I look at the door and smile, then throw my phone to the side as I check myself out in the mirror one last time. I go to the door and open, meeting your eyes with a big smile "Yo Rob! Nice to see you man, come in" I say as I move aside to let you through. I see your wet gym clothes and I gulp nervously "Um... do you wanna have a shower first?" I ask nervously

Rob Hunter-Kane:
You open the door and let me in. I'm just slightly smiling, I don't wanna come off as rude but being a little icy at first won't harm anyone. Well...Let's just say I enjoy making you a little nervous. I throw my gym bag into the corner of the room as you ask me if I want a shower. I turn around and look at you---not saying a word, just dropping my gym shorts, revealing a camouflage jockstrap---my glutes looking pumped since today was leg day---smooth, with a slight tan line. "A shower?" I ask and strip off my shirt---my skin is glistening a little but I just ignore it. "I'm not sure---" I mumble as I slowly approach you. "You think it's that bad?" But before you can even answer the question I reach for your speedos and YANK you close, lifting my left arm and PUSH you face first into that deep damp pit.


Tommy Rex:
My smile slowly vanishes as I feel your demeanor, of a big predator that's cornering prey. I gulp nervously as you start stripping down, exposing your glistening muscles. I feel my speedos getting tighter with each passing second, and the air inside the hotel room start feeling a bit stuffy. You approach me, and I take a shaky step back, feeling impending danger... until you yank me by my speedos and pull my face inside your damp armpit. I wince and close my eyes, pushing against your muscular body as I quickly try to hold my breath. I can't believe I let my guard down like this! Our bodies clash, and I can feel your sweaty, bulging muscles grinding against mine. I moan softly and try to hold my breath again, my fingers digging into your thick pecs


Rob Hunter-Kane:
I kinda like this matchup. You're much smaller than me, though I am surprised that you're still pretty strong for your size. I flex my pecs as you dig your fingers into them. The pain is bearable, not a big deal. But as you push against me I also realize you're holding your breath. "Come on, I just want to know if a shower is really needed---" I taunt you to take a big sniff from my sweat-dripping pit. Of course I also noticed that you're hard already and I raise one leg, grinding my knee into your bulge---not to hurt you, but I want you to lose focus as I stimulate you and smother your face in my smelly pit.

Tommy Rex:
My eyes go wide as I feel your leg rubbing against my bulge, and I fail to contain a moan of pleasure "N-ngh...!! Ah...!!" I whimper, letting your scent invade me. My head starts spinning and my arms become heavier... your scent is so strong and manly... you're fresh out of the gym, and I'm sure you didn't use deodorant today... My arms fall to my sides as I start moaning under my breath, breathing heavily as my heart pounds against my chest

Rob Hunter-Kane:
My strategy works and I feel your hot breath running over my wet armpit---and your reaction is just as I expected. I know this scent is going straight into your system, paralyzing your arms as they drop immediately. I feel your body shaking---this is exactly where I wanted you. And then I pull you out of my pit again, checking how dizzy you are---"Oh you're still conscious---see---can't be that bad---so let's wrestle!" I growl and then LIFT you over my shoulder, your upper body hanging down with your face close to my ass cheeks, giving you a little preview of what's about to come---and then I SLAM you down on the mattress---

Tommy Rex:
As you pull me out of your pit I'm almost completly limp, my face red and wet with your sweat. I can't resist or fight back, I'm too aroused by your scent. So as you lift me up I see your muscular asscheeks and gulp nervously before you slam me back on the mattress "G-GAH!!" I yelp, the air pulled out of my lungs. I get a chance to clear my lungs as I regain some of my senses, and I quickly put my arms and legs up in a defensive position "T-that was sneaky Rob... this isn't over...!!" I growl, glaring into your eyes

Rob Hunter-Kane:
I like how cocky you are---and just after I slammed you onto the bed you pull your arms and legs up, trying to keep me at distance---but I know how to get you---I just reach forward and grab your ankles, holding them tight as I YANK you to the edge of the bed, right in front of me as I stare down into your face---"I know this isn't over---" I growl and spread your legs, slowly rolling you up as I climb onto the bed, mounting you and pinning you down onto the mattress---"I am just getting started---"

Tommy Rex:
I yelp as you grab my ankles and drag me towards the edge of the bed. We are almost face to face, and I look into your eyes with a mixture of arousal and fear, and before I can escape you spread my legs and roll me up while you climb the bed. I grunt and growl, flailing to break free "G-GAH!! S-stop!! Dude!!" I protest, reaching with my hands so I can rake your meaty thighs. You say that you're getting started and a shiver rund down my spine. What are you planning!?

Rob Hunter-Kane:
I look down into your face and all I see is panic---sure, it is mixed with arousal too but the way you're trying to hide it or fight against it is very obvious---I just smile as you ask me what I am planning and I feel your fingers claw into my quads now---"What do you mean---?" I ask you without expecting an answer---I shift my weight a little more until you're fully rolled into a package, your legs pinned down on each side of your head, arms and legs trapped under my weight---"I'm wrestling!" I growl and then slide up, enough to plant my hefty bulge right on your face---the fabrics are soaked with sweat---and now fully covering your nostrils---


Tommy Rex:
You roll me more and more... It's getting harder to breathe in this position, and I can bearely move my arms. My eyes suddenly go wide as you press your damp bulge onmy face, and I let out a muffled, desperate whimper. I strat flailing violently, shaking my head, doing anything in my power to escape before I breathe in your scent. My lips are already wet with your sweat.. I know one whiff would be deadly. I stretch my arms more and more, trying to reach your body so I can rake you again. My lungs can hold on for a couple more seconds

Rob Hunter-Kane:
I can see you're doing everything you can---trying to resist my scent---but sooner or later this smell is going straight into your brain and I can wait to see you inhaling it---Your arms go up---your fingers clawing into my quads again but with your arms up I just lean forward, my hands dart into your armpits as I start tickling you with no mercy, my bulge grinding onto your face and my massive balls mash on your lips, only covered by that damp jockstraps---"SNIFF IT!" I shout as I keep on tickling you---

Tommy Rex:
My eyes go wider than ever and my grunts of struggle turn into desperate laughter. I press my arms together, trying to block my armpits but your hands are already there. I can't hold my breath, so I just start laughing, letting your scent invade me completly "NOHOHOH!! HAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOP!! DAMN YOU GERREHEHEHETT!!" I chuckle, but everytime I breathe in I let more of your musk into my brain. Between the tickles and your pheromones, my bulge starts twitching, as a wet spot starts growing on the tip of my tent. Little whimpers start filtering between so much laughter, and my body freezes, completly overwhelmed by the pleasure and the tickles

Rob Hunter-Kane:
It only takes a second until you lose all control---the more I am tickling you, the more of my heavy musk you're inhaling---and oh boy, you're suddenly twitching all over---"Yeah that's right---take it all in---fill your lungs with my scent!" I grin and continue the torture---I want you to be drunk on my musk---and it is definitely working---but then I stop, reach for your wrists and pin your arms onto the bed right over your head---"You like that?" I grin and then start to BOUNCE BOUNCE BOUNCE on your face, letting my phat package slam into your face again and again---my cock so hard it is stretching my skimpy jocks---and after a few more humps I can feel my heavy bull balls drop out and SLAP SLAP SLAP against your face---my sweaty sac now smothering your face and spreading my intense smell all over your lips---


Tommy Rex:
The torture continues and I'm completly helpless. Tears of laughter fall down my face as as your evil hands keep on tickling my pits. You stop only to pin my hands above my head, but I can offer no resistance, my body is already exhausted and weakened from all that laughter and your scent. My chest heaves as I take in deep breaths, getting more and more drunk off your powerful scent. I look weakly into your eyes as I open my mouth and all I can do is lick your heavy balls, savoring that irresistible sweat that's been damping my lips. My face is red from exhaustion and arousal, and a thin string of precum oozes out of my speedos and hangs lazily in the air. I'm so tired.. and so aroused... I need release... I need it! "N-ngh... mmm... so... g-good..." I whimper, my tongue lapping your ballsack, covering it with saliva


Rob Hunter-Kane:
It's not only your breath I am feeling over my damp balls---it doesn't take long and you even start to lick that sweat off my sac---"Oh yeah boy---you like that huh?" I tease you as I keep you rolled up and pinned down to the bed---I grind my hips down, letting those heavy nuts dangle around your face while your moans are entirely muffled---"Oh and---how about we add some of that---?" I adjust my position a little, holding both of your wrists with one hand and with the other I reach into my pouch and pull my 9" schlong out---as sweaty as my nuts, maybe even more---and already hard---I let my shaft slam on your face, giving you the full musk experience now---

Tommy Rex:
My eyes are rolling back.. I'm too aroused to defend myself, and you can hold both of my wrists with a single hand. My muscles feel weak, and my skin is hot to the touch, almost as if I had a fever. As you unsheathe your cock and balls, I open my mouth wide and suck your heavy ballsack into my mouth. I start sucking on it, desperately trying to savor more and more of your irresistible sweat. My toes curl with pleasure as you bend me more and more, and I weakly look into your eyes, so full of desire and lust, letting out muffles moans into your balls as I sniff your twitching cock

Rob Hunter-Kane:
There's no break for you now---and no time to recover from my relentless musk attacks---more and more of my heavy scent is invading your brain and I hear your moans are getting equally louder and deeper---"Oh yeah boy---sniff it---the whole shaft!" I growl and then press my cum vein right on your face and then I start to rub it in deep---stimulating myself as I suddenly leak right onto your forehead---"Hmmm---let me see how much you enjoy it---" I mumble and with a quick movement I swivel around, keeping you rolled up before I lock your legs under mine again---but this time my round bubble ass hovers right over your face---"Come on---sniff THIS!" I grin and PLANT my sweaty asscrack squarely on your face, burying your nose deep into my damp asscrack, filled with pheromones---I settle down, and then FLEX my glutes to keep you trapped under that musky ass---


Tommy Rex:
As you shift around, I can barely move. I'm way too aroused by your scent to even try to defend myself. I open my eyes slightly to see your muscular ass hovering above my face "N-no... p-please..." I whimper, but you bry my face between those asscheeks. I squirm weakly until I'm forced to breathe in your powerful scent. A strong shiver runs down my spine and my bulge twitches, with more and more precum accumulating on the fabric of my puppy speedos. My body acts on it's own, and I instantly push my tongue inside your hola, savoring your deepest essence as my toes curl in extasis

Rob Hunter-Kane:
I'm not surprised at all about your reaction---your body starts shivering and twitching under me, but since I got you securely rolled up, there is nowhere to go---and as my heavy musk takes over your mind I can suddenly feel your tongue darting out---"Oh fuck boy---you're so drunk huh?" I grin evilly and reach back, spreading my cheeks to bury your face even deeper in my crack---and then I slide my fingers towards your feet---"More Tommy!! Show me how much you like that smell!" I shout and start to tickle your sensitive spots on your feet, you're getting it now with full force as my musk intoxicates you---


Tommy Rex:
My tongue darts in and out of your musky tight hole. I don't think I've ever been more musk-drunk in my life... At this point I have completly forgotten about the fight, the challenge, everything.. I'm so aroused... it's insane. Suddenly my eyes go wide a I feel your finger on my soles, and I start flailing violenly, laughing at the top of my lungs as you tickle my sensitive feet "NOHOHOO!! AHAHAHAH!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!! AHH!! HAHAHA!!!" I laugh into your ass with desperation. It's getting harder and harder to breathe, and the pleasure buildup is not stopping. The combiantion of musk and tickles is messing with my brain, and my whole body starts convulsing before I let out a cracked whimper into your ass and I flood my speedos with a super heavy load of thick cum. The orgasm is so violent that I start feeling weaker and more sluggish... I feel like I'm about to black out

Rob Hunter-Kane:
I feel you huffing my scent---and with each breath your body convulses---you're done, your whole body is submitting to my musk, your tongue thrusting into my hole and then I see your speedos tenting like crazy---"Oh fuck boy---you gonna cum from sniffing me, huh?" I start to hump your face and then it happens---ropes after ropes shoot into your pouch and that thick cum starts oozing through the fabrics and dripping down on your abs---I don't get up yet---I grind my ass down and wait until the last drops leak out of your cum slit---I flex a double biceps, even though you can't see it---but I enjoy this moment as long as I want---

Tommy Rex:
My eyes are wide open, but almost completly rolled back. My arms and legs are tense and trembling as I keep shooting cum inside my speedos. I feel you humping my face, gloating at you accomplishment. I can only whimper in defeat as you flex your arms... Even though I just camem your scent is still heavy in my mind. I cannot think clearly, and I'm still so fucking aroused... My entire body relaxes and I stop shooting cum. My eyes start closing slowly as the deprovation of air starts getting to me... and I go limp underneath you

Rob Hunter-Kane:
Your cock is shooting cum like a hose, more and more oozing out and coating your belly with that white sticky jizz---but then it stops---all that cum got pumped out of you---"DING DING---KNOCKOUT!" I shout as your body goes limp under my ass too---that orgasm took your last energy---and my musk sent you into delirium---I slowly lower my arms and roll my shoulders. I wiggle my butt and then slide off you, letting your body flop to the side, your face looks messy as fuck---"Oops---maybe I should have showered---" I grin and reach under your arms, pulling you up over my shoulder and carry you towards the bathroom---"I guess now you need one too---"


The End

Published: 2025-09-10, viewed 225 times.

Comments

4

LoboFighter24

2025-09-11 10:27

Fuck, what a match and what a way to start the tournament.
Every match Rob is part of is a master piece. Better luck next time, Tommy.


Jay Slater-Jones

2025-09-10 23:28

Whoof this was such a hot match but poor Tommy never stood a chance against Rob’s musk and I should know.

I hope the shower got that stink off your face Tommy however unfortunately it will not rid of the musk you breathed in as that will be with you for days and weeks.

Jay S-J


Rob Hunter-Kane

2025-09-11 01:54

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I’ll see you in round 2. 😈


Terag Sterling

2025-09-11 02:07

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If jay makes it to round 2 😏