Forced Cum Federation

SuperSteve: The arena lights hit me as I step out for a rematch, the crowd roaring even louder than last time. I flex both biceps hard at the top of the ramp, then strut down the aisle with purpose, my green and gold speedo hugging my package tight, the black “SS” shining on the back. I leap up onto the apron, grab the top rope and vault over smoothly, landing in the middle of the ring. hit another big double bicep pose, then drop one hand to my bulging speedo, grabbing and adjusting my thick package while smirking. “Round two. This time I’m not leaving here as anyone’s bitch. Hope you’re ready to blow that load first, ‘cause I’m taking everything back tonight!”

Riwam:

Jesse_da_Pec: Grabbing some popcorn to enjoy the fight

Riwam: The lights dim to a deep, predatory red as the bass of my theme music rattles . I emerge from the smoke, my tiny grey speedo straining against my skin ........ I stalk.............. Every muscle in my legs ripples over my heavy boots as I climb the turnbuckle, looking down at you with a dark, hungry smirk. the scent of my sweat already filling your lungs. "You talk big for someone whose taste is still in my mouth, and you must still taste me " I growl, adjusting my gear. "I'm ready to make you scream twice as loud."

SuperSteve: I stand tall in the center of the ring, watching you stalk down in that tiny grey speedo under the red lights, already talking shit. The second you climb the turnbuckle I step forward, chest puffed out, staring straight up at you with a cocky grin. “Yeah? Well last time you got lucky with your little” I call out, voice loud and clear. “This time it’s just you and me. No Deadpool, no shortcuts. I’m walking out the winner… and you’re gonna be the one screaming my name when I milk that fat load out of you!” I jump up onto the opposite turnbuckle, flexing a massive double bicep, then drop down and start circling you in the middle of the ring as the bell rings. The second you step off the buckle I lunge in fast, locking up collar and elbow, using my size to shove you back toward the ropes. I quickly duck under, wrap my arms around your waist from behind and hit a big German suplex, bridging it hard so your shoulders hit the mat.

                      

Riwam: I grunt as my back hits the mat, but I don’t stay down. As you bridge, I dig my fingers into your grip, prying your hands apart with raw strength. I flip backward, a smooth summersault that brings me to my feet, and immediately hit the ropes. The rebound gives me all the speed I need. I lean into a vicious clothesline , my bicep slamming into your neck with a *thwack* . I’m over you in a heartbeat, my metallic trunks shimmering as I drop my weight onto your chest. "Lucky?" I sneer, my face inches from yours. "I'm just getting started, Steve." I grab your wrists, pinning them hard against the canvas to show you exactly who's still in charge.

Riwam: 

SuperSteve: I grunt hard as your bicep slams across my neck with that vicious clothesline, dropping me flat on my back. The impact rattles me for a second, then you’re right on top, pinning my wrists down to the canvas. I feel your weight pressing on my chest, our bulges close as I stare up at you with fire in my eyes. I flex my thick arms and buck my hips sharply, using my power to bridge hard and twist sideways, ripping one wrist free. I immediately drive a forearm up into your jaw to knock you off balance, then roll us over so I’m on top. I slam a heavy elbow into your ribs twice before grabbing your head and yanking you into a tight side headlock, grinding my bulging green and gold speedo against your side.  

Riwam: "Ugh!" I bark as your forearm catches my jaw, my head snapping back. I snarl, feeling your weight shift as you roll me. Your elbows dig into my ribs—*crack, crack*—knocking the wind out of me before that headlock cinches tight. I’m gasping, your speedo grinding against me, but I don't panic. I plant my boots, driving my weight forward to stack you. I slip a hand low, grabbing the waistband of your trunks to pull you off balance, then explosively uppercut your balls , my arm right into your crotch.

Riwam: 

SuperSteve: I howl as your arm smashes up into my balls, the cheap shot dropping me straight to one knee. Pain shoots through my gut and I double over, clutching my aching package through my speedo with both hands, breathing hard.. “Fucking… cheap fucker…” I growl through gritted teeth, eyes watering. I stay low for a second, shaking it off before I lunge forward and drive my shoulder into your stomach, pushing you back a couple steps. I wrap my arms around your waist, but instead of lifting you I just squeeze tight and drive my forehead into your chest a couple times, trying to wear you down while I recover from that low blow. My bulging speedo grinds against your thigh as I keep the pressure on.

Riwam: "Gahhhhhhhhhh!" The air leaves me as you ram your shoulder into my gut. I stumble back, my heels catching on the canvas, but as you bury your head in my chest my nipple tingles ,but also I see my opening. I snap my thick thighs shut, **trapping your bulging speedo** in a crushing leg vice. I flex with everything I’ve got, the pressure on your package . In that split second of distraction, I fist my hands into your hair, yanking your head back. **CRACK.** My forehead collisions with your skull. **CRACK.** I drive it straight into your nose, the sound of cartilage snapping filling my ears.

SuperSteve: I roar in agony as your thick thighs snap shut like a vice around my bulging speedo, crushing my balls and cock with brutal pressure. The pain shoots straight through my gut and makes my legs shake. Before I can pull away you fist my hair and yank my head back — CRACK — your forehead smashes into my skull, then CRACK again straight into my nose. My head snaps back hard and I see stars, a deep groan escaping as I stagger. I drop to one knee, one hand clutching my throbbing balls while the other covers my face, breathing heavy through my mouth. Still dazed, I swing a wild forearm up toward your ribs to push you back, trying to create some space while I recover.

Riwam: I smirk as your wild swing misses, pulling my pelvis back just enough to let your arm whistle through empty air. **SLAP!** I sting your cheek with a hard palm before reaching down, fisting your hair to pull your face to mine for a brutal, dominant kiss. While you're reeling, I reach between your legs and heave. I hoist you high, holding your weight above my head for a heartbeat before slamming you back-first into the canvas with bone-shattering force. I drop into the pin immediately, hooking my legs over your arms to trap you wide open. With you pinned and gasping, I bury my face deep into your bulging, green-and-gold crotch, inhaling the scent of your sweat and defeat, teasing you against my lips and face. I nudge my nose hard into your bulge, a dark chuckle echoing in the space between us. "You're not a winner. You're just a prize for me to break. Now stay still and let me finish what I started."

SuperSteve: I shout as you hoist me up and drill me down with that brutal powerbomb. My back explodes against the canvas, the ring rattling hard from the impact. All the air gets driven out of me and I’m left gasping, chest heaving. You hook your legs over my arms, pinning them wide and trapping me completely underneath you. I groan as you bury your face deep into my bulging green-and-gold speedo, rubbing your nose and mouth all over my package while I feel your hot breath through the fabric. My cock twitches and starts to swell against your face even as I’m dazed. I buck my hips sharply, trying to twist and bridge underneath you, my legs kicking out on the mat as I struggle to free my trapped arms. “Get your fucking face off me…!” I growl breathlessly, voice strained, still squirming hard under your weight.

Riwam: I laugh, a dark and jagged sound, as I press my face harder into your crotch, feeling your cock throb and tent against my lips. "Shut the fuck up and take it,Super Leak Steve....Like the name I gave you?" I sneer against the fabric, inhaling your rank, sweaty musk. When you buck your hips sharply, the impact of your skin against my face catches me off guard, and the momentum rolls me onto my back. Suddenly, you're bridging over me, your body arched and tense. I reach up and grab your thighs, my thumbs digging into your skin near the edges of your green-and-gold speedo. "You want to play tough while you're leaking , you little bitch?" I growl, looking up at your desperate, heaving chest as I hook my fingers onto your tenting speedo

SuperSteve: I growl as you roll onto your back but immediately grab my thighs, your fingers hooking into the waistband of my green-and-gold speedo. I’m still arched over you in the bridge, breathing hard, my cock clearly tenting and leaking against the fabric right above your face. I drop my hips fast, slamming my bulging speedo down onto your mouth and nose to smother you while I reach with one hand and grab a fistful of your hair. I yank your head up harder into my crotch, grinding my thick, leaking bulge against your face as I squeeze my thighs around your head. At the same time I slide my free hand down your abs and palm your grey speedo roughly, giving your package a firm, milking squeeze through the fabric. “Keep talking shit with my dick in your face, bitch,” I snarl, voice rough as I start slowly rolling my hips, rubbing my heavy bulge all over you while I work your cock. “Let’s see who breaks first this time.”

Riwam: I let out a muffled, primal sound as your weight slams down, the taste of salt and nylon filling my mouth. You want to play rough? Fine. I open my jaw wide, engulfing your entire crotch through the speedo, my teeth grazing the fabric as your cock throb against my palate. I feel your hand on my package, and my own dick responds instantly, starting to swell against my grey trunks. I kick my heavy boots into the mat, bridging my hips to meet your hand with a sharp, desperate friction. I don't just take it; I fight back. I drive my tongue hard tracing the slit of your cock and swirling deep around your balls. I work you with a relentless, rhythmic pressure, sucking the fabric in until I can feel every twitch of your leak. "Mmmph—you're* the one shaking, Steve," I growl against your skin, my tongue flicking over your cockhead

SuperSteve: I groan as your mouth engulfs my entire bulging crotch, teeth grazing and tongue working me through the fabric. My cock throbs hard and I feel myself leaking, but I shake my head fast, refusing to let it take over. I suddenly drop my weight and roll sideways hard, yanking my package away from your hungry mouth. Before you can sit up I spin around and drop down, slamming my thick thigh across your chest and locking you in a tight cradle pin, hooking your leg high while pressing my forearm across your throat. I lean all my weight on you, grinding my knee into your ribs as I crank the pressure. “Enough of that shit,” I growl, breathing heavy, sweat dripping down my chest. “Let’s see how tough you are when I’m folding you in half.” I release the cradle and quickly stand, grabbing your arm and yanking you up into a standing headlock, squeezing your head against my hip while I drag you toward the corner.

Riwam: I bark as you crank the pressure, my metallic trunks scraping the mat. As you yank me up, I don't resist the momentum—I use it. My hand snakes around your back, my fingers digging into your ass cheeks and squeezing hard enough to leave marks, a dark chuckle rasping in my throat. THUD!!!!!!!!!!. I drive a piston-like punch into abdomen and chest, doubling you over. I whip you into the corner with a violent shove and follow you in instantly. I slam my chest against yours, pinning you to the pads. I grab both your wrists, pinning them high and wide against the turnbuckles while I grind my throbbing grey bulge relentlessly into your green-and-gold bulge. "You want to fold me?" I snarl, my face inches from yours. "Look at you. Trapped and shaking." I drive my knee upward, pinning your package against the turnbuckle as I dominate your space.

Riwam: I lunge low, hooking your thighs and hoisting you skyward. I drop to one knee, slamming your spine across my iron shoulder, snapping your back over my shoulders and lift you up

Riwam: "Shoot it, you pathetic loser! I want to see that thick load shower the ceiling while I drain you dry. Look at you, leaking like a bitch in my hand. Flood the ring with your failure and admit I own every drop of you!"

SuperSteve: I groan deep as you hoist me up and snap my spine hard across your shoulder in that rack, my body arched painfully while you hold me there. My freed cock throbs in your grip as you stroke me firm and steady, making me leak all over your hand. The mix of pain and pleasure hits hard but I grit my teeth, refusing to give in this early. I reach down with both hands, grabbing the back of your head and yanking it forward while I twist my hips sharply. Using the momentum I roll off your shoulder, freeing my cock from your grip, dropping behind you. Before you can turn I wrap my arms around your waist from the back, pressing my leaking cock against your grey speedo as I squeeze tight and lift, drilling you with a big German suplex into the canvas. I bridge it hard for a second, grinding my hard dick against your ass while keeping the pressure on your waist.

Riwam: I twitch my glutes, clamping my silver trunks tight around your leaking dick, grinding the head bridge. "Ugh!" I bark as I hammer an elbow into your jaw, yanking your head down to break your focus. I hook my leg into yours, driving my pelvis back with a violent thrust that crushes your cock against my tailbone. While you’re reeling, I seize your waist and hoist you high, folding you backward into a brutal buster Your head and neck spike into the canvas with a sickening thud, leaving you crumpled

Riwam: I snatch your ankles, hoisting you . I drop with a bone-shattering sit-out, your spine exploding against the canvas as my weight crushes you flat.

 

Riwam: I grab on your dick and balls and tug it. I shake my hand frantically making you squirm under me

SuperSteve: I cry out as you spike my head and neck into the canvas with that brutal buster, then follow it up with the sit-out slam that flattens my spine. My back explodes in pain and I’m left crumpled and gasping on the mat, legs twitching. Before I can even roll away you grab my throbbing cock and balls, tugging and shaking them frantically. I groan loud, my cock leaking all over your hand as my body squirms under you. The pain and pleasure mix hits hard but I grit my teeth, refusing to lose control yet. I suddenly bridge up hard with everything I’ve got, bucking my hips violently to throw you off balance. The second there’s space I twist fast and wrap my legs around your head in a tight figure-four headscissor, squeezing your skull between my thick thighs while I reach down and grab your grey speedo. I yank it aside and wrap my fingers around your heavy cock, stroking you with firm, milking pulls, thumb rubbing over your leaking head. 

Riwam: I let out a sharp, choked gasp as your thighs clamp shut around my skull, the sudden pressure of the figure-four headscissor making my vision swim. I claw at your egs, but the moment your hand snaking into my grey speedo finds my cock, my strength turns to a desperate, shuddering weakness. "Fuck... you sneaky prick," I groan, my body arching off the mat as your fingers wrap around my dick. I twitch violently, my heavy cock pulsing against your palm. When your thumb sweeps over the l head, a fat drop of my precum smears across your skin,. "Yeah, keep milking it, Steve," I snarl, my voice thick with a mix of aggression and pure, raw arousal. "You like how much I'm leaking for you? You think you’re in control because you’ve got a grip on my dick? My cock is throbbing so hard , and when I win,, I’m going to make you swallow every fucking drop of it."

SuperSteve: “Nnghh—yeah, that’s it…” I groan, feeling your thick cock pulse and throb hard in my fist as I keep stroking you with long, firm pulls, thumb swirling over your leaking slit and smearing your precum everywhere. My thick thighs stay locked tight around your head, squeezing even harder as I roll my hips to grind my own leaking bulge against your shoulder. I can feel you twitching and leaking like crazy in my hand, but I don’t let up. “You’re talking big for a guy whose dick is already dripping bitch,” I growl, voice rough with effort. “Keep leaking for me… I’m gonna milk every drop out of this fat cock before I pin your ass.” I suddenly release the headscissor, swing my leg over and roll us fast so I’m on top. I keep one hand wrapped tight around your throbbing shaft, jerking you steadily while I drop my weight across your chest, pinning one of your arms under my knee. I lean down and grind my leaking green-and-gold bulge right against your face, smothering you while I keep milking you.

Riwam: "Ugh, you fucking prick," I grunt, the air leaving my lungs as your weight crushes my chest. My right arm is trapped tight under your knee, but I don't stop fighting. I crane my neck, burying my face deep between your thick, sweaty ass cheeks, inhaling the musk of your effort as I tongue the seam of your green-and-gold speedo. "You're talking about me leaking?" I snarl, my voice muffled by your muscle. "Look at your own fucking crotch, Steve. You're soaking through the fabric, dripping like a goddamn faucet. You're pathetic, getting this worked up while you try to act tough." I lunge forward, pressing my face hard into your bulging package. I don't just rub; I use my mouth like a weapon. I wrap my lips over the bulging head of your cock through the nylon, creating a **heavy, desperate suction** that makes your whole body jump. I swirl my tongue relentlessly over your leaking slit, using the wet fabric to create a searing friction.I growl against your dick, my breath hot through the speedo. "Fill my mouth with your failure, you little bitch. Blow that load right now!"

Riwam: I groan as your fist slides over my dcik, my heavy cock pulsing and twitching alongwith the cumveins. Precum slickens my grey trunks, and your palm soaking the fabric as I shudder, leaking thick, messy drops with every firm, milking stroke.

SuperSteve: I groan deep as your mouth works my cock through the soaked speedo with that heavy suction, your tongue swirling relentlessly and making my shaft throb hard. My hips twitch before I catch myself, refusing to blow this early. I yank my speedo aside with one hand, freeing my thick, leaking cock completely, then drop my hips and grind my bare, sweaty balls and shaft right across your mouth and nose, smothering you while I keep stroking your pulsing dick with firm, milking pulls. Precum drips from my tip onto your lips as I roll my hips slowly. At the same time I squeeze my thighs tighter around your head, locking the triangle even harder. “Keep talking shit while I’m feeding you my cock, bitch,” I growl breathlessly, thumb rubbing over your leaking slit as I jerk you faster. “You’re the one leaking like a faucet in my hand… I’m draining this fat dick before I pin you.” I keep the hold locked, grinding my heavy package against your face while I work your shaft with long, aggressive strokes, determined to make you throb and leak even more.

Riwam: My pelvis bucks violently, my engorged cock throbbing and twitching as I drive my heavy, leaking twitching dick against your palm. I unhinge my jaw, taking your thick cock and heavy, sweaty balls into my mouth at once, my lips sealing in a tight, desperate vacuum around the base. I slide my tongue hungrily along your underside, swirling over your leaking slit before burying my nose deep into your musk-filled crack to tongue your hole. "Gagging on your failure, bitch," I mumble through the meat. I use heavy suction, milking your shaft with my throat while my tongue relentlessly teases your sensitive tip until you're ready to burst.

Riwam: I choke and gag as I force your thick, pulsing cock.....ghhhh ghhhh ghhhh....eyes watering. I wrap my lips into a punishing, airtight seal around your base, using a violent, rhythmic suction that pulls the life out of your slit. My tongue is a weapon, lashing frantically against your leaking slit, swirling through your hot precum as I smear it all over your balls and my own face.

Riwam: "Look at you, shaking like a fucking leaf while I drain you dry," I flick my tongue deep into your crack, teasing your hole before returning to gorge on your meat. I use my throat to milk you, my lips sliding up and down with a filthy, sloppy friction that leaves your entire package glistening with my spit and your own leaks. "you thought your dick on my mouth would be humiliating? WRONG THOUGHT SUPER LEAK"

SuperSteve: I groan loud as your mouth swallows my thick cock and balls in one hungry vacuum, that violent suction and swirling tongue almost making my knees buckle. My shaft throbs hard in your throat while your tongue flicks deep into my crack, but I grit my teeth and refuse to lose control. I suddenly drop my weight and roll us hard, forcing you onto your back while I swing around into a 69 position on top. I shove my leaking cock back between your lips, feeding you every inch as I pin your head down with my hips. At the same time I yank your grey speedo aside, grab your throbbing, veiny cock with both hands and start milking you with long, aggressive strokes, twisting my wrists on every upstroke and squeezing your heavy balls tight. “Keep sucking like a greedy bitch then,” I growl, rolling my hips to fuck your throat while I pump your shaft faster. “But I’m draining these fat balls first. You’re gonna blow down my throat before I paint your face, mate.” I squeeze my thick thighs around your head and suck your cockhead hard into my mouth, swirling my tongue relentlessly while I jerk the rest of your shaft with both fists, determined to make you explode.

Riwam: The second your other hand wraps around my shaft, I lose all composure. Having both your fists stacked, twisting and milking my length with that aggressive, rhythmic friction, makes my entire body seize. I’m pinned under your weight, my hips bucking uselessly as you squeeze my heavy balls and pump me toward the edge. Then, your lips lock around the head of my cock, and the world goes black. The sudden, wet heat and that intense, vacuum-like suction sent a jolt of pure electricity . My toes curl and my back arches off the mat in a violent tremor."**FUCK—NNGHHH-AAAAAAAAAAAH!**" I roar, my head slamming back into the mat as my body jolts. "You're... you're fucking draining me! I can't—**UUGH-HNNNN!**" My voice cracks into a desperate, guttural sob of pleasure as your mouth and hands work in tandem to ruin me. It’s a sensory overload—the feeling of your tongue swirling relentlessly over my leaking slit while your hands continue to drain me makes me let out a broken, guttural moan. my head thrashing against the mat while your tongue swirls over my leaking slit. I’m in a frantic, white-hot daze, my body bucking and twitching uncontrollably as you suck my cockhead with that punishing suction.

SuperSteve: “Mmmph—fuck yes, leak for me you bastard…!” I growl around your throbbing cock, sucking harder on the head while my fists twist and pump your thick shaft faster, squeezing those heavy balls tight. I can feel you bucking and thrashing under me, your voice cracking as I work you right to the edge. My own cock is still buried deep in your throat, leaking down your gullet while I grind my hips. But the way you’re moaning and twitching is pushing me close too. I lift my head off your cock with a wet pop, gasping for air, my chest heaving as I keep stroking you with both hands. “That’s it… you’re about to blow, aren’t you? Gonna shoot that big load while I—fuck!” I lean forward again to take you back in my mouth, but the sudden rush makes me lose balance for a split second. My thighs loosen just enough around your head as I shift my weight, still jerking you hard, trying to push you over the edge before I cum first. My leaking cock slaps against your chest while I hover over you, wide open and focused completely on milking you dry.

Riwam: I let out a muffled, strangled cry as your weight shifts, and I seize the opening. I lunge upward, my teeth sinking into your low-hanging, sweaty balls with a sharp, predatory nip that sends agony to your core. Before you can recover, I whip my thick legs around your neck, locking them annd dragging you down into the mat. "Got you now, you arrogant prick," I hiss, my voice a dark, jagged rasp. With a violent surge of my core, I thrust my hips upward, flipping your entire body until you're vertical and upside-down against me. I clamp my thighs shut, the heavy muscle of my legs crushing your windpipe, leaving you gasping and choking for air while your face turns a dark, bruised red. your leaking cock is right at my mercy. I don't let you finish; instead, I use my hands to flick and tease your sensitive, dripping tip, making your body twitch in a helpless, suffocating daze. "How's that air taste, Steve? You're trapped in my legs, gasping for breath while I hold your orgasm hostage. You aren't pinning shit tonight—you're just my toy."

SuperSteve: I scream as your teeth sink sharp into my balls, the sudden agony shooting through my gut and making my whole body jerk hard. Before I can even pull away your thick thighs clamp around my neck like a vice, dragging me down and flipping me upside down in a brutal headscissor. My face turns red fast, choking and gasping for air while my leaking cock dangles right in front of you, twitching helplessly as you flick and tease my sensitive tip. My legs kick wildly in the air, hands clawing desperately at your powerful thighs as I try to pry them apart, my breaths coming out in short, strained wheezes. Even while suffocating I buck my hips, trying to slap my throbbing cock against your face and smear my precum all over you. “G-get… your fucking legs… off me…!” I rasp out, voice hoarse and broken, still squirming and fighting even as my cock keeps dripping from your teasing fingers.

Riwam: I tighten the vise of my powerful thighs, the muscle bulging as I squeeze your throat until your gasps turn into wet, pathetic gurgles. Your face is a deep, bruised purple, and I watch with a sadistic grin , your body twitching in a frantic, suffocating daze. "Shut the fuck up and take it," I growl, reaching down into my boot to pull out the heavy, silicone toy. I don't give you a second to breathe. I slide your green-and-gold speedo aside , baring your quivering, sweaty ass to the cold air of the arena. I lean in, dragging my tongue in one long, filthy stroke from the base of your balls to your puckered hole, coating you in my spit. Slowly, I drive the thick head of the dildo into your tight, resisting ass cheeks , spreading them I feel your internal muscles clench and spasm around the intrusion as I bury it deep inside you, then reach down and click the vibration button on Your muffled scream is lost in my thighs as your entire body rattles from the internal assault. I lunge forward and swallow your leaking, twitching cock whole. I wrap my lips in a punishing seal, my tongue swirling frantically over your sensitive head while the vibration makes your prostate explode with sensation. You're pinned, choked, and filled—trapped in a sensory hell of my making

SuperSteve: “MMMMPHH—FUUUUCK!!” I scream into your thighs as you shove that thick vibrating dildo deep into my ass, the sudden stretch and brutal buzzing against my prostate making my whole body seize and rattle. My hole clenches hard around the toy while you swallow my leaking cock in one go, your hot mouth and swirling tongue pushing me right to the edge. My face is purple, eyes watering as your powerful thighs crush my throat, turning my screams into wet, desperate gurgles. I’m twitching like crazy, legs kicking weakly in the air while my cock throbs violently in your mouth. I claw frantically at your bulging quads, trying to pry them apart even as my hips buck involuntarily, fucking your throat and driving that dildo deeper. “Ghh—gggkk… you fucking… bastard…!” I choke out, voice completely broken and muffled. My body is shaking hard, ass pulsing around the vibrating toy, but I keep fighting, refusing to give even while you wreck me from front and back.

Riwam: I release the choke, letting your dazed, purple-faced body slump heavily onto the canvas. You're gasping for air, chest heaving, but I don't give you a moment to recover. I grab your left leg, hooking it deep behind my own, then reach under your right leg with my brawny arm, locking your limb back against your shoulder. I drop my weight, pinning you into a brutal, wide-angled stretch that forces your hips high into the air. With your legs driven back toward my ears, your quivering, sweaty asshole i, completely exposed and helpless. The vibrating toy is still buried deep inside you, rattling your frame as I pull your hamstrings to their absolute limit. You're splayed open for the whole arena to see, your muscles screaming in the hold while I lean in close to your ear. "Look at you," I growl, my voice dripping with cocky malice. "Pinned wide, shaking, and filled up. You're not going anywhere until I'm finished breaking you." and I start kissing your neck and ear

SuperSteve: I cry out as you fold me in half, my legs wrenched back hard against my shoulders in that brutal stretch. My ass is completely exposed and shoved high in the air, the thick vibrating dildo still buried deep inside me, rattling my prostate with every twitch. My hole clenches and flutters around the toy while my rock-hard cock throbs and leaks down onto the canvas beneath us, completely helpless in this wide, humiliating hold. I groan loud and strained, my thick muscles burning as you stretch me to the limit. the hold is locked tight. My hands slap weakly at your sides and back, trying to struggle free, while my face stays flushed and sweaty. “G-get the fuck off me… you cunt!” I growl through gritted teeth, voice shaky from the stretch and the constant buzzing in my ass. “This… ain’t over… I’m not your fucking toy!” Even as I say it my body trembles, another thick drop of precum rolling down my shaft while you kiss my neck and ear.

Riwam: I ignore your growls, relishing the way your voice cracks under the strain. I shift my weight, driving your knees even further back until they are pinned behind your ears, crushing you into a tight, helpless ball. You’re folded so deeply that your own thighs are blinding you, leaving you completely vulnerable to what comes next. my thick, engorged cock It’s heavy and slick , pulsing with every beat of my heart. I lean over your curled frame, hovering my leaking tip just inches away from your fluttering, toy-filled hole. "Not my toy?" I chuckle, a dark, vibrating sound against your skin. "You're curled up like a gift, Steve." I slowly drag my soaking wet head across your puckered rim, smearing my hot precum all over your twitching entrance. I make sure you feel every ridge of my shaft as I tease the edge of your hole, the vibration of the dildo inside you rattling against my own skin. I don't plunge in yet; I just keep milking my leak all over you, watching your cock throb in a desperate, pathetic rhythm while I hold you pinned and wide open.

SuperSteve: I groan loud and broken as you crush me even tighter into that folded ball, my knees pinned behind my ears, my own thighs smothering my face. I’m completely curled up and helpless, ass shoved high and wide open while that vibrating dildo keeps buzzing relentlessly against my prostate. My cock is throbbing painfully, leaking all over my abs in thick drops as you drag your hot, wet cockhead across my twitching hole, smearing your precum everywhere. My body trembles hard, hole clenching around the toy and fluttering against your leaking tip. I try to buck and twist my hips, but I’m folded too tight, I can barely move. My hands slap weakly at your sides, pushing desperately as another thick spurt of precum drips from my cock. “Get… that fucking cock away from my hole…” I gasp out, voice strained and shaky. “I’m not… blowing for you… you fucker…!” Even as I say it my cock twitches wildly, dangerously close to the edge while you keep teasing my stretched rim.

Riwam: I haul your folded frame up, hoisting your hips until your toy-filled ass is perfectly aligned over my pulsing cock. I shove my legs through your dangling arms, locking you into a vertical, upside-down heap with your thighs pinned wide over my face. I waste no time, burying my face deep into your sweaty ass. I plunge my tongue into your fluttering hole, **tongue-fucking you with filthy, rhythmic thrusts** that compete with the dildo’s vibration. I lap up the mix of our precum, swirling deep inside your rim, my tongue lashing your prostate through the muscle until you’re a twitching, incoherent mess.

SuperSteve: I scream as you haul me up into that vertical upside-down heap, my toy-stuffed ass right in your face and my legs pinned wide over your shoulders. The second your tongue plunges deep into my hole alongside the buzzing dildo I lose it completely. My body jerks hard, thighs shaking around your head while you tongue-fuck me like a man possessed, lashing my prostate and mixing with the relentless vibration. My spent cock throbs painfully and starts spurting again almost immediately weaker, messy ropes of cum dripping down my abs and chest as I moan like a broken slut. My hole clenches and flutters wildly around your tongue and the toy, my whole body twitching and convulsing upside down while thick drops keep leaking out of me. I’m gasping and whimpering, completely overwhelmed, my hands slapping weakly at your back as I hang there helplessly.

Riwam: I roar in triumph, my voice echoing through the arena as I feel your hole spasm around my tongue. "Look at you!" I snarl, pulling my face back just enough to watch your cock twitch and spurt ropes of cum that smear across your own chest. I reach up, gripping your throbbing shaft with a slick palm, milking those last few drops out while you hang there like a broken trophy. "Just a leaking, twitching mess for me to play with!" With a guttural grunt, I heave your weight upward and **slam you dick-first into the canvas**, the impact echoing . Before you can even groan, I flip your limp body over and pounce. I swallow your sensitive, aching cock whole, my mouth a hot, punishing vacuum. I don't give you a second to breathe, using a heavy, suction and swirling my tongue over your leaking slit to force another load out of your drained balls. You thrash wildly against the mat, heels drumming a frantic rhythm as I drain every last bit o. "Swallow it all, Steve," I mumble around your meat. "You're nothing but my personal faucet now!"

SuperSteve: you slam me dick-first into the canvas, my sensitive cock smashing hard against the mat and knocking the wind out of me. I’m left groaning and twitching on my stomach before you flip me over like I’m nothing. The second your hot, mouth swallows my aching cock whole I arch off the mat with a broken moan, heels drumming wildly against the canvas. Your heavy suction and swirling tongue are too much on my over-sensitive dick. My drained balls tighten again as you milk me mercilessly, forcing another weak, shaky load up my shaft. I thrash under you, one hand shoving at your head while the other claws at the mat, but my hips keep twitching up into your mouth on their own.

Riwam: I pull my mouth off your throbbing, spit-slicked cock with a wet, lingering pop, staring down at your ruined face. Your chest is heaving, your legs still twitching from the sheer sensory overload of my tongue. I smear a glob of your own thick, messy leak across your lower lip, a dark smirk tugging at my mouth as I watch your eyes struggle to focus. "Look at you, Steve—absolutely wrecked and still leaking like a goddamn faucet," I growl, my voice a low, cocky . "Your balls are tight, and you're shaking like a leaf. You want a third round, bitch? You think you can handle me draining you until you’re begging for mercy?"

 to be continued.....