Facesitting seats and sitters
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Garrett Dexter:
Sitting in the locker room of HP after a long workout smirking as i slide off my shorts showing off my never washed pink g-string in the mirror as i flex, my big bulge showing off. Knowing i cant wait to musk out and milk robby and make him moan in front of everyone.

Rob Hunter-Kane:
I've had my eyes on this new boy for quite some time. He's cocky as fuck---calling me "Robby" right from the start---and it's been clear that we'll need to settle something. Luckily I'm the boss of the company and I organized everything as quickly as possible. And here I am, right after a nice and sweaty workout, standing inside the ring while Jake is setting up the cameras. "Let's see if that boy shows up---" I walk in circles while rolling my shoulders, waiting for you to enter the ring room---

Garrett Dexter:
Smirks as come in sneaking up behind you quietly and shoving you into corner post "your ready to get beatdown and musked out Robbyyyyyy" I laugh as i bounce from foot to foot and flex for the cameras "state your rules robby"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
You sneak into the ring, popping up behind me out of nowhere and shoving me into the corner---I turn around, looking at you as you bounce on your feet, talking trash just like all the time when you walk around the HQ---"Yeah boy---at least you did not chicken out---" I smirk and start circling you. "Let's see who surrenders to the other one's body scent---" I smirk and grab my bulge, my black g-string barely covering anything as my thick 9" dong starts stretching the thin fabrics---
Garrett Dexter:
I laugh at you "im not like benny boy I don't chicken out. I hope you're ready to be even looser than you already are." I start circling around the ring and flex and then put my arms up for a test of strength "lets see what you got OLD BOY"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I watch you closely as you circle me, lifting your arms up for a test of strength---"Alright boy---" I grin as I approach you, raising my arms and then locking my fingers with your right hand, armpits exposed right in front of you---and then I LUNGE in, letting your face bump into my damp armpit, my free arm snakes around your head to keep you there---"Take a deep breath boy!"
Garrett Dexter:
I grunt as you clamp me in tight, my head pressed into the heat of your hold holding my breath. I plant my feet and push forward hard, trying to drive you backward a step. My left hand shoots up to grab at your locking arm, prying for space, while my legs shift, then suddenly I twist my hips, dropping low and yanking down, trying to slip free and spin behind you for a waist lock. Bending my knees quickly and going to my back as I slam you over me to hurt your back and knock the wind out of you. Rolling to the ropes and getting back to my feet
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I hear you grunt for a moment but I don’t feel your breath—-looks like you’re holding it to avoid sniffing that damp armpit—-and before I can pull you in deeper you push against me, shoving me backwards—-just enough to slip free and twist around my body—-your arms around my waist, your face against my back, and then you YANK me back, throwing me onto the mats with a suplex—-„UGH!“ I groan and roll to the side, holding my back as I roll into the corner to build up some distance between us and getting up on my feet again.
Garrett Dexter:
Smirking as you are you roll to the ropes to get some distance between us "whats wrong Robby scared of me already?" My back in against a corner post as i push off from the corner and run at you slowly bending and spear my shoulder right into your abs spearing your into the ropes
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I am just pulling myself up again, one hand still nursing my lower back as I am finally up again—-but the moment I’m on my feet you suddenly SPEAR right into my abs—-„UFFFF!!“ my arms over the rope, holding onto them as my ass gets pushed through the ropes, tiny string appears deep inside my crack, coughing and slowly pulling my feet under my body again.
Garrett Dexter:
Smirking I growl and grab the string in the back of your ass crack and yank it up hard to give you a hard wedgie as i stand up "how does that feel Robby?" I laugh as i grab the middle rope and pull it up over your arms and trap you then i slam my sweaty musky pit right on your face rubbing it in "sniff it deep robby and taste it"

Rob Hunter-Kane:
I'm straighten up again, slowly---but then "AARRGGHHH!" you reach back and yank my string up my crack, flossing my tight hole and making me grunt---"Fucker!" I growl as I suddenly feel the ropes snapping around my arms---I YANK forward but I meet your sweaty pit as you plant it right on my face---"UMMPPFFFF!" I moan and hold my breath for a moment---trying to not inhale that smell. I start to squirm and buck in the ropes, trying to shove you off me so I can get some air---
Garrett Dexter:
I laugh as you struggle and i send my knee hard up into your abs 3 times, BAM BAM BAM, "Come on Robby deep breath" but i remember i forgot your feet so i move quickly to put your feet over bottom ropes. I quickly lean down and trap your feet over the bottom ropes so you cant kick outwards and i come back up and slam my pit back on your face hard and then knee your abs again 3 time, BAM BAM BAM, "almost forgot your feet robby how silly of me"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I successfully hold my breath, avoid to inhale that musky armpit---and unfortunately it only lasts for a few moments---you SLAM your knee up into my abs while my face is still buried in your smooth pit----"UFFFF UFFFF UFFFFF!" I moan, forced to gasp in that sweaty scent---the smell immediately goes to my brain but I keep myself up---you reach down, secure legs too---"Ughhh---no---" but just in that moment my face is back inside your pit and your knee rams up into my Sixpack---"UMMPPPFFF!"
Garrett Dexter:
Smirking as you moan i reaching into my sweaty musky bulge i pull out my sweat drenchend towel from my qorkout earlier i had it in my g-string all day. Rub it in my ass crack then i slide it in your pouch and wipe up your sweat and musk then get your ass and yank up hard on the back. I bring the towel to your face and tie it around your nose and mouth so all you smell is our comined musk. After I tie it on i send a hard knee to your balls pushing your balls to your pelvis "breathe in that musk robby. Its so fucking powerful"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I'm out of your pit for a moment and I GASP deep, taking in some fresh air and shaking my head---"Ugh---fuck---you---" I growl, not realizing at first what you're doing until I feel that towel brushing over my nuts, my asscrack---and then "UMMMPPPFFF!" That wet towel wrapped around my face, inhaling that musk concoction ---"ARRGGGGHHHH!" my scream is muffled from the towel as you knee into my bull balls, forcing me to inhale that scent deep into my lungs---
Garrett Dexter:
I laugh at you screaming as i pull my knee back then slam it in even hard i keep repeating it over and over "go ahead breathe it all in robby. But i think i know what might also send you over the edge" i get a devilish smirk as i lick my fingers then grab on to your nipples tight as twist them and start working them
Rob Hunter-Kane:
You don't get off me---instead you keep on driving that knee up into my hefty bulge, causing my whole body to shudder and squirm in pain---arms yanking on the ropes, veins popping out and I'm inhaling that sweaty towel over and over again---the fabrics of my g-string are stretching hard and then you suddenly grab my nipples and TWIST them---I pull harder on my arms, trying to keep some clear thoughts while that scent is invading me---
Garrett Dexter:
I see you pulling hard trying to pull your arms free "ahhh not so fast baby boy you are staying right here and sniffing that fucking musk" i grab the middle rope thats holding your arms in place and pull on it to keep you there. I keep slamming your balls as i stop and jump up and slam my feet hard into your abs "DEEP SNIFF ROBBY" i say i hold on that middle rope that on top and plant my feet back down then knee your balls again "yeah you love your bull balls attacked dont you. Thats why your getting sucking hard robby. I dont think you're gonna last much longer. Looks like your avout to shoot some pre already Robby"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
You're torturing my heavy nuts relentlessly---every single hit forces me to breathe that ranking musk---my mind is getting hazier with every second---It's even getting difficult to say if you're hitting my balls or abs---but what I notice is my cum slit spitting some pre into my string, the liquid slowly oozing through the fabrics while my moans are mostly muffled by the towel---
Garrett Dexter:
I reach my hand down into your g-string and wipe up some of your precum and slide it up under the towel and up in your nostrils and some in your mouth "yeah Robby taste and smell your musky pre cum. Soon enough you wont be awake for any of it. If you go out know I might go easier when I ram my thicker, longer better cock in your tight pink hole." I pull my hand out put it back on the rope and pull
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I can't help it as I'm leaking into my string---and as soon as you notice it you reach down, scoop up some of that precum before you slide your sticky fingers under the towel---the moment you shove those fingers into my nostrils the scent of my own pre invades my mind, adding to the musk mix inside the towel---"Ummmmppffff---" My body twitches for a moment and my cock jumps inside my string, yanking on my arms and legs to slowly slip them out of the ropes---
Garrett Dexter:
When you pull loose from the ropes I wrap my arm around the back of your neck as I fall backwards to land a DDT on you to send you into more of a daze as I don't want you quite this early. I slide on your back as i pull your string to the side and my pouch to the side as i ram my 10inches deep in your hole i grab your arms and pull them behind your back "oh robby this was such a tight hole but it wont be for long and soon your string will be even more wet with your warm sticky first load"

Rob Hunter-Kane:
My mind is in a haze but all that pulling and yanking was successful at least. I can get my legs out of the ropes first—-stabilizing myself as best as I can before my arms slide free—-but you’re not giving me any break and just when I thought I escaped you wrap your arm around my neck and SLAM me into the mats with a DDT. I’m seeing stars and I can’t believe what’s happening next. Without hesitation you get behind me as I’m squirming on the mats. And right after that string pops out of my crack you RAM your massive horse cock into my hole, stretching me out with one hard thrust—„ARRRGGGHHH FUUUUCK!!!“ I yell, a huge wad of pre leaks into my pouch as you pound my prostate—-arms pulled back, speared on that huge boy cock—-
Garrett Dexter:
I growl in your ear as I start thrusting in and out of your hole. Im pulling all the way out then ramming all the way back in crushing right into your weak prostate. "What a cute little prostate you have robby" my eords hitting heavy as every word i ssy, every breath leaving my body hits your ear, "your prostate is gonna be nothing but mush after this match robby. Bet your enjoying my big, thick, long cock as you smell our combined musks. Mind fucking your brain."
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I can’t escape this, my arms secured, my nose covered with that smelly towel. Breathing that intense concoction—-your dong hammering into my prostate as my body suddenly stiffens, muscles flexing—-and then I BUST a huge load into my jocks—-feeling as that pouch blows up like a balloon as several ropes blast out of my cum slit—-
Garrett Dexter:
I feel you tense up as your muscles flex "Thats it be a good boy Robby! There it is boy. Soak your little string you little bitch boy" ai laugh as i continue to pound your prostate. I use one hand to go down and wipe up your cum as i bring back up and smear it on your face "you look much better with a white sticky mess on your face even better with your own. Soon enough youll be knocked out like the bitch you are"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
My juice is leaking through the fabrics---it's dripping onto the mats and even then you don't stop pounding my asshole---you reach around and scoop up some of that hot cum---I'm too distracted to realize what's happening but then your hand smothers my face, spreading my own jizz all over---my body shakes again as my orgasm slowly subsides---but that fat cock still hammering into my pussy.
Garrett Dexter:
I pull out of you when i feel Im ready to start again and pull my pouch over my big cock as i stand up I smash my foot hard on your back then smash my foot hard down on your head to get you dazed again as I flex some showing off my muscles "mmmmm damn I look sexy. You're starting to just be washed up and old Robby are you sure you should be in the ring with a young and sexy stud like me?"

Rob Hunter-Kane:
Your cock pops out of my hole and I arch my back immediately---clenching my hole and crawl a few inches forward---my hand reaches up and I yank off the towel, I GASP deep to get some fresh air as I try to get some distance from you---but then you STOMP my head into the mats and my body flops up, my vision is getting blurry as I try and crawl away, hearing you talking trash and flexing for the cameras---this can't be happening---I reach around, a little disoriented but I find the towel---I grab it---and just when you flex once again I throw the towel at your face, just to distract you a little---I LUNGE forward, flop on my belly but before that I SLAM a brutal uppercut into your heavy nuts---you must be stimulated as fuck and did not cum---"FUCK YOU!"
Garrett Dexter:
I slam forward a step when your towel blinds me, the fabric whips across my face “Gah, what the hell” Then BAM! Your fist crashes into my crotch, blasting my nuts upward in a sickening wave of pain. My body jolts forward, my arms shoot downward instinctively, and I stagger, teeth clenched, veins popping in my neck. I stumble, clutching myself, dropping to one knee, the camera catching my grimace as I groan low. My biceps flex hard as I rip the towel off my face, sweat flying, my eyes blazing red with fury. “You think that’s gonna save your ass, Robby!?” I snarl, voice ragged, one hand gripping my crotch while the other points at you. I slam my fist into the mat, forcing myself up, trembling with rage. I go back to the ropes to create some distance.
Rob Hunter-Kane:
My fist perfectly hits your heavy nuts and you yell out in pain---my dirty move was successful and I finally got you off me for a moment---You had a strong start and I admit I did not expect that---but those balls must be aching so I don't want to waste too much time---I push myself up in my knees, then on my feet---my face covered with sweat and some cum as I focus on you---you're raging---good---I circle you wide, taking some deep breaths as I maneuver you between me and the corner post---I CHARGE at you---my hands reach forward, making it look like I'd slam right into you but instead I grab the ropes on my left and then THROW my leg up, with my sweaty and musky foot aimed right at your face---
Garrett Dexter:
You rush in, the crowd exploding as your slick body surges toward me—my teeth grit, still aching from that low blow, but I spread my stance, ready to brace. At the last second, your hand grabs the rope as you bring your leg up and kick your foot up into my face. Getting your sweat and musk on my face. I growl when your foot comes off of my face as I shake my head clear from the kick and to get the sweat off. I slam my head hard forward into yours for a hard headbutt to get you off of me and to get off the ropes.
Rob Hunter-Kane:
My kick hits you and you drop back against the corner---perfect---I land on my feet again as you shake your head, I know I need to keep you busy before you get clear again---I come closer and lean in, looking to grab your arm as you suddenly SLAM a headbutt right on my forehead---"UGGHHH!" I grunt, stumbling back as my vision gets blurry---arms waving around, trying to get some orientation---
Garrett Dexter:
Smirking as i follow you knowing i need to catch you now before you get regain your vision. I grab your wrists as they are flailing in the air and pull you in cmose again and headbutt you hard again. "Come on Robby. You even gonna fight back or you just wanna be musked out and drained by a true alpha" i laugh
Rob Hunter-Kane:
My vision is still a little blurry as you reach for my wrist, quickly pull me in and SLAM another headbutt into my forehead. „UGGGHHHH!“ I grunt again and hold my face with both hands. I stagger around, then swinging my arms around, trying to catch you with a solid hit as I’m looking to regain my vision again—-
Garrett Dexter:
I laugh a bit as you send some random fists out as I come towards you again I decide its my turn to return the favor to you as your vision is bad I send my musky sweaty foot up into your face with a kick. "BAM!" My foot hits you in the jaw as my toes swipes across your nostrils getting my foot musk up in them and i plant my foot back on the canvas "sniff good"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
My arms are flailing around but I’m only hitting dead air—-my vision slowly clears up again but before I can focus back on you „UFFFFFFF!“ your sweaty foot lands right in my face, getting a good whiff as the impact sends me backwards—-stumbling—-then DROP into the corner, punching into your direction to get a moment to recover a bit—-
Garrett Dexter:
I laugh as you hit the air again you fall into the corner on your ass and I quickly follow you and give you 6 bronco busters "BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!" My sweaty taint and balls hitting your face and then i grind my my musky taint right on your face as your in the corner and i reach down grabbing your wrists pulling them up through the ropes so you cant go anywhere "ohhhh Robby yes boy breathe in my sweaty musky taint. I bet its really sweaty and wet down there especially after my cocks been balls deep in your ass"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I'm holding myself on the ropes, slowly trying to pull myself up again but before I can get on my feet you charge into me with a Bronco Buster, slamming that fat package right into my face---"UMMMMPPFFFFFF!" I moan as your balls smother my nose, forced to breath that scent as you keep on humping my face---you grab my arms, twist them around the ropes as I am trapped now in the corner, and even worse, your musk again---I start to KICK my legs wildly, trying to throw you off me again---
Garrett Dexter:
Smirking as you kick your legs "Awww Robby you struggling?" I laugh and i start bouncing my thick ass on your face repeatedly and then go back to rubbing my musky taint and balls on your face to make you go into a musk daze and slow you down with those kicks as i pull harder on your arms "its ok to slow down a bit Robby and just take in my musk and moan loudly for me. I want tk hear you moan like the bitch boy you are"
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I am bucking and squirming as you start to bounce on my face—-I get some of your ass musk and some of your sweaty balls—-not sure which one smells worse but it slows me down, my legs rather twitching now and I moan into your balls again—„UFMMMMPPFFFFF!“
Garrett Dexter:
"Mmmmm thats it Robby slow down" i slam my ass hard on your face 3 more times "BAM! BAM! BAM!" before i pull off and get up and i look at you and i send another kick at your chin hard to make sure your dazed good with my musk and that you wont figjt back. I pull your string off and mine quickly and shove them in your mouth "hope those taste good Robby" i pull you out the corner as i flip you out the corner pull you up flipping you upside down as i walk to center ring and rub your face in my sweaty musky balls and then slide you down some more to my taint and squeeze my thighs around your head to set you up for the muskiest pile driver. "Hahaha how does it smell Robby" my asshole right on your nose.

Rob Hunter-Kane:
You make sure your musk has me dizzy---and I am also surprised how fast you had me in that state---you get up and keep on battering me, making also sure that I'm not fighting back---you pull me into the center of the ring and I am moaning, arms waving around as I'm trying to grab something---you stuff our strings into my mouth, tasting all that sweat and cum as you yank me upside down---my head slides over your balls and ends right under your ass---my nose pointed at your asshole---I slap your legs weakly, I can't believe what's happening as you set me up for a devastating move---
Garrett Dexter:
Smirking as i feel you slap my legs weakly "Robby theres no submitting in this match only way to go out in this match is musk-ko. Remember you set those rules" i laugh as i drop to my knees on the canvas as my ass smothers your face and my musky sweaty hole goes right onto your nose and i flex my biceps over you "Hope my holes not to sweaty for you" i laugh as i rub my ass a little bit in on your face
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I'm not able to get out of this---my mind is still dizzy from all that musk, blood rushing to my brain as I am hanging upside down, legs slightly kicking, arms flailing---and then you DROP down, slam your musky Twink ass on my face while my nose spears into your tight hole---"UUUFFFFFFFFF!" I moan deep, immediately inhaling your scent by the impact before my body drops onto the mats---your ass smothering me, trapped inside that sweaty crack---my body is slightly twitching as that smell intoxicates me---
Garrett Dexter:
"Thats it Robby sniff my twinki powerful musk" i twist and turn my hole a left and right on your nose to get all that sweaty musk right on your nose and up your nostrils to get down in your brain as i lean forward and grab your cock with my right hand firmly my finger stroking your cumvein quickly up and down as it comes to the tip and rubs your Vspot "Shoot another loser load before you go out Robby. Show the people watching how helpless you are." I smile at the camera
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I'm flattened on the mats, laid out with your ass grinding down on my face---that smell is so bad---I did not expect a Twink like you getting me in trouble like this---but now I'm forced to sniff your sweaty asshole and my body shivers with each breath---toes are curling up---and then you grab my fat schlong, still hard and leaking---my balls are getting tight as you start to stroke me, your ass smothering me from side to side---"UGGHH----UMMMPPFFFF---" I moan into your as before my body stiffens and a second load BUSTS up into the air and splatters on my body. My arms drop to the side and my cock just twitches as it deflates a little---
Garrett Dexter:
As you shoot another big white sticky loser load your arms drop to the sides and i sit up as i continue to twist my hole on your nose "Looks like its time to count you out bitch boy but first" i take my finger and in your cum i write my name on your body "now your body looks better" the camera zooming in on "Garrett" written in cum on your body "Now lets count boy 1!, 2!, 3!, 4!, 5!," i twist from left to right after every number as you go limp
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I'm not realizing what's happening around me---the more I inhale your ass scent the weaker my body gets---my eyes slowly roll back as I hear you counting me out---with each count you thrust your ass on my face, burying my nose deeper and deeper into your musky hole---6! 7! I hear you very silently, muffled by your ass---and I don't even hear the next numbers anymore as my mind goes black, musked out before the 10 count.
Garrett Dexter:
I smirk as i continue to count "8!, 9!, and 10! KnockOut!!! Thats it Robby you have lost by Musk-Ko. The twink is better and you better know it" The cameraman rings the bell "DING DING DING" I smile as I roll off of you and then roll you to your belly and pull the g-strings out your mouth and pull your ass up as i rub my thick 10inch cock in your ass as I grip your hair and pull your head back slapping your face to wake you up "Wake up bitch boy you lost now time to pay up!" I wrap my musky sweaty pit over your face and pull back as i ram all 10 inches in your ass as i start thrusting in and out pounding your prostate again
Rob Hunter-Kane:
I don't notice anything around me as I am knocked out under your ass---your musk alone keeps me down and out---I don't even realize as you set me up to fuck me---"Huh---ugh---wha---" I moan as you slap me back to consciousness---but just one second later "UMMPPPFFFFF!" my face is stuffed inside your sweaty pit again and your 10 inch cock RAMS into my muscle pussy---"HHHGGGGHHHHHHH!" I moan into your pit, huffing that intense smell again as you take my ass as a prize---
Garrett Dexter:
Smirking as i pound your fucking pussy hard destroying your prostate and pushing past it I shoot some pre deep inside of you as i pull all the way out and then ram all the way back inside "breathe deep and get ready to shoot and 3rd load and drain those fucking balls Robby. I am now the Musk King you are nothing but a Musk Jobber!" I pound in and out of your now looser hole as it slowly begins to gape
Rob Hunter-Kane:
"UGH UGH UGH UGH!" I moan into your damp pit each time your fat schlong thrusts into my ass, you pull out and slam it back in, stretching me on your thick shaft, fucking my cock rock hard again as it leaks down on the mats---I'm breathing nothing but your sweat, it's worse now after that fight and I am struggling to stay conscious---but the pain inside my ass is keeping my senses awake---
Garrett Dexter:
Looking down at your leaking cock as it leaks profusely onto the canvas as I continue to wreck your hole "no going out again yet Robby looks like you're ready to blow again loser. Go ahead shoot it you know you want to boy" i pound balls deep into your ass past your prostate leaking pre all throughout your ass as it just lets my cock glide in and out
Rob Hunter-Kane:
You stretched me so wide with only a few thrusts, your precum helping you to easily slide in and out my chute as you pound that helmet into my prostate again and again. my own cock is leaking like crazy again as I sniff your musky pit---and to my surprise it doesn't take long that I BUST load number three onto the mats, not as big as the first 2 but my once heavy balls start to shrink more and more---
Garrett Dexter:
I laugh as you shoot a pitiful 3 rd and final load and i pound deep into your ass as i shoot my load deep in your "MMMMMM FUCK YEAH FILLING YOUR BITCH HOLE ROBBY. I AM THE MUSK KING!" I pull out of you pushing you to your back as i wipe up your loser cum and wipe it on my hole and up my ass and then sit on your face and rub your loser cum and my sweaty ass musk all over your face "Just as a reminder that your the loser of this match" i stand up and flex for the cameras as they zoom in then zoom in on your face covered in cum.
I grab our g-strings and leave the ring.
NOT the End
Published: 2025-09-16, viewed 137 times.
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