Long Form Roleplayers

12:34 Jesse_Fox: I've been bantering back and forth with Gabe on MF for a couple of days now, and arranging a match was pretty quick and easy. The guy's still pretty young, but decently experienced and has an impressive fighting record. I know that those can be inflated though, so I didn't let that, or his cocky trash talk worry me too much. At any rate, I'm expecting a fun match, and possibly some hot stakes at the end. I already cleared out the furniture in my living room and set out the mats. Stripped down to my black square cut compression shorts, I am stretching and warming up on the mats, as I'm waiting for you to ring. We agreed on 5pm, and you should be here any minute now.

12:39 LoboFighter24: I looked at Jesse's profile once more before i left my car. His profile pic was shirtless, arms crossed over his chest, showing off an impressive physique. "Cocky. Confident. Exactly the type of guy I loved proving wrong" i think to myself. I'd been glancing at his stats all afternoon, but at this point, I was done with recon. Now it was time to see what he could really do when push came to shove. The walk up to his front door felt longer than it should’ve been, my heart pounding just a little harder with each step. I wasn’t nervous, just eager. I knocked twice, sharp and quick, then rolled my shoulders back, adjusting the gym bag slung over my shoulder. Wearing s white loose sleeveless compression shirt and black square cut compression shorts, i waited, ready to go inside.

12:45 Jesse_Fox: I hear a knock on my door and chuckle. Hopping up to my feet from my stretch, I saunter up to the front door, and open it up. "You know, there's a bell right there", I tease, before even saying Hello. I take a second to look you up and down. Your top and shorts cling tightly to your body, outlining your muscles, leaving little to imagination. 'Good, the pics were accurate'. I wasn't expecting you to be a catfish, but after some bad experiences, I've gotten more cautious about this. I offer a hand for you to shake, along with a playful smile.

12:51 LoboFighter24: My fingers tighten around the strap of my gym bag as Jesse opens the door, that cocky smirk already plastered across his face. "Bell's broken," I lie smoothly, shrugging as I grip your hand. "Your palm is warm, fingers rough, grappler's hands" i think. I don’t let go immediately, squeezing just hard enough to feel the tension in your knuckles. "You look smaller in person," I say with a devilish grin, tilting my head like I’m reassessing him. i look you up and down, your shoulders block most of the doorway, but i don’t budge an inch. I look down at your bare feet, toes slightly curled against the hardwood. "You nervous?" I ask as i tilt my head upwards, looking at your black compression shorts clinging to your thighs, before meeting your eyes.

12:55 Jesse_Fox: My grin widens as you lie to my face. "Broken, huh?" Then comes the jab about me looking smaller in person. 'This little fucker...' I grin, and suddenly grip your hand tighter and pull your body in, letting our chests collide, feeling your pecs bounce against mine, as I give you a couple of pats on the back with my free hand, before releasing. "You're a quick thinker, that'll work to your advantage. But you're a bad liar... that won't." I step aside and let you enter my place. "Come on in, we don't want to give the neighbors too much of a free show."

12:58 LoboFighter24: The moment Jesse pulls me in, our chests colliding with a dull thud, I catch the faint scent of your deodorant. Something woodsy and masculine, mixed with the sharp tang of pre-match sweat. His grip lingers just a second too long, fingers digging into the meat of my shoulder blade, and I can already tell he’s testing me. Not just my strength, but my reaction. So I lean into it, letting my own chest press firmly against yours, lifting my arms slightly, exposing my musk as the heat of your skin seeps through my thin compression shirt. I step back first, flashing a grin as I brush past you into the house, my gym bag bumping against your hip as I go.

13:02 Jesse_Fox: As we're standing chest to chest, I can feel some of your musk and heat, and my cock reacts. 'Mmmh, this is gonna be a fun match.' You let your bag bump against me as you move past, and I can tell it's not an accident. You're trying to one-up me, show me you're the alpha dog in this interaction. I chuckle to myself. 'The kid's definitely got a fighting spirit. Let's see if he has the moves to match.' I don't say this out loud though, as there's no point in getting into too much trash talk too early. Closing the door behind you, I show you the living room with the mats set up. "Here it is... feel free to make yourself at home. Want some water first, or do you wanna get down to business right away?"

13:06 LoboFighter24: My fingers twitch as I watch Jesse gesture toward the mats, his biceps flexing subtly with the movement. The way he moves fluid, controlled tells me he’s not just some gym rat who thinks grappling is about brute strength. I drop my bag near the edge of the mats, the thud of it hitting the floor louder than I intended. “Business,” I say, rolling my neck until it cracks. “Unless you’re stalling.” I peel off my shirt in one smooth motion, the fabric sticking briefly to the sweat at the small of my back before I toss it aside. The air feels cooler against my hairy chest, but the weight of his gaze is hotter than I expected. "My eyes are up here," I add, flexing my pecs just to watch his reaction.

13:11 Jesse_Fox: "Nah...", I say simply, as you ask if I'm stalling. I step forward to the mats and check you out. Tight, compact, muscled body with a nice layer of hair. A good few inches shorter than me, which I might use to my advantage. You pull out the old 'My eyes are up here' line and I just grin, keeping my gaze on your chest. "I know" I reply, unfazed. "You gonna take your shoes off too, or are you gonna bring dust and grime all over my mats?" I ask, grinning.

13:20 LoboFighter24: I smirk, kicking off my sneakers with deliberate slowness. The left one hits you square in the ankle. "It was accidental" i tell myself because i know you wouldn't believe me. Barefoot now, I roll my shoulders, feeling the way my pec muscles shift under your lingering stare. The mats feel cool under my soles. Slightly tacky, good for traction. I take a step forward, close enough that our breaths mix. Stepping closer to you, "See you got the black trunks memo" i say flicking the waistband of your shorts, fingers brushing against the thin trail of hair leading down. "Matches mine" i grin stepping backwards towards the center of the mat, bouncing lightly on my toes. Keeping my stance loose, I shake out my arms and roll my wrists. "Rules?" I ask, though I already know the answer.

13:28 Jesse_Fox: My eyebrows raise as your sneaker grazes my ankle. "Oh, I see someone's really looking for an ass-kicking..." You walk up to me, and our height difference gets more apparent. Smirking, I look down at you, and then you have the audacity to flick my waistband. "Don't push it, kiddo" I growl, and shove you in the chest with measured strength. We step back and each get into a stance, my feet apart, with left foot leading, knees bent, and arms in front of my chest. "Grappling. No punching, kicking, scratching or other bullshit. The winner..." I smirk, as I once again look you up and down "...fucks the loser." I finish simply, before lifting my eyes back to meet yours. "Ready when you are, kid."

13:33 LoboFighter24: "Winner fucks the loser" you say and my cock twitches against the fabric of my matching black shorts. Jesse’s smirk widens, like he can smell the sudden rush of blood south. I don’t bother hiding it. Let him think he’s got me rattled. "Took you long enough to say it," I taunt, circling left, my bare feet shifting silently across the mat. The scent of our mingling sweat hangs thick between us. My fingers curl instinctively, remembering the rough texture of his palm when we shook hands. I feint forward, then i drop low, driving my right arm between your strong thighs in a lightning-fast single-leg attempt. My forearm presses hard against the inseam of your trunks, as i push upwards on your left leg.

13:40 Jesse_Fox: I watch you carefully as we circle each other. I am able to catch the feint, as you didn't really commit to the forward motion, and I take a step back with my right leg, broadening my stance. As you push hard on my left leg, lifting it somewhat off the ground, my left arm slides around your neck, looking to secure a guillotine.

13:43 LoboFighter24: The moment Jesse's arm snakes around my neck, his bicep pressing against my windpipe, I feel my pulse kick into overdrive. Not panic but the adrenaline surges. His thigh is warm and solid against my forearm, his grip tightening as he adjusts his angle to sink the choke deeper. I can smell the salt on his skin, the faint musk of exertion already clinging to him. My vision tunnels slightly from the pressure, but I don't fight it. Instead, I drive forward, using the momentum of his lift to slam my shoulder into your sternum hard. The impact knocks the air from his lungs with a satisfying and his choke loosens just enough for me to wrench my head free, scraping my stubble against the inside of his elbow. I don't retreat as I push into him chest-to-chest, my free hand grabbing a fistful of his waistband to haul him off balance. "That all you got?" I grunt against his collarbone, my breath hot on his damp skin.

13:53 Jesse_Fox: You shove your shoulder into my chest and slip your head free, before I was able to fully lock the choke in, your stubble sandpapering my forearm in the process. The burn makes my skin tingle and my cock twitch. With your one arm lifting up my leg, and your other grabbing at my waistband, your neck is unprotected, so I bolt up with both arms as I lock them behind your neck, pressing your face firmly into my chest, before yanking my body backwards, pulling your head forward, and leaping up with my free leg, as I wrap it around your waist, looking to bring us down onto the mats, with my legs around your waist.

13:57 LoboFighter24: My face slams into your chest. Hot, salty skin pressing against my lips as your arms lock behind my neck. I don't fight the momentum. Instead, I exhale sharply through my nose, letting you pull and drag us both down. The mat rushes up to meet my thick knees, slowing us before we hit the mats. I twist my hips violently to the right. My trapped arm slips free, elbow jamming into your ribs slightly as I roll us sideways. The impact knocks a grunt out of us both, your legs loosening just enough for me to wedge my knee between us. I can feel your heartbeat hammering against my forearm where it's wedged. Sweat slicks between our torsos as I arch my back, trying to peel your grip off my neck. Your breath gusts across my temple, ragged and warm. "You going to fight or just hug me tighter?" I pant, driving my forehead backwards to break free.

14:05 Jesse_Fox: 'Slippery little fucker' I think, as you quickly twist your hips and roll us sideways, managing to raise one knee between us and start pulling backwards. We've only been fighting for about a minute, but we're both already hot and sweaty. You're even cocky enough to waste your breath on trash talk, but I don't bother replying. Your knee between us makes it difficult to get close enough to do much from this position, so after giving you one final squeeze, I suddenly release you, letting the momentum of your pull get your chest away from me, as I use my top leg to shove you off of me and onto the mat. I quickly sit up into a crouch and pounce, wasting no time, as I try securing a mount.

14:15 LoboFighter24: The second Jesse releases me, I know it's a trap. As your legs piston out, shoving me flat onto my back with enough force to make my teeth click together. Before I can roll, your body crashes down onto mine, knees digging into my ribs as you settle into mount. The weight of you, all 79 kg of coiled muscle presses the air from my lungs in a rush. Your thighs bracket my hips, trapping me as effectively as any hold. Sweat drips from your bearded chin onto my hairy chest, tracing a hot line down my sternum. I buck violently, twisting my hips in various directions to throw you off balance, but you shifts effortlessly, riding the motion like it's nothing. I grunt as i feel your abs pressing against mine. I lift my arms wrapping them around your torso pulling you down tighter against me to lock you in place as i roll sideways angling my shoulder down first, tryint to twist us both over.

14:21 Jesse_Fox: As you buck underneath me, I allow myself a comment for the first time in this match. "You're pretty hot when you play all hard to get." I keep my body loose, so I can return back down on top of you each time your hips fall down. Your arms reach up and pull me down, and I make sure mine stay above your grip, as I slide my left around the back of your neck, reaching for my right shoulder, as my right forearm goes down to wedge itself underneath your chin. You twist us sideways and we come face to face, my eyes meeting yours, as we struggle for dominance. Once again, I have your neck in my arms, and I see your face starting to redden from the pressure.

14:28 LoboFighter24: The pressure around my neck burns, your forearm grinding into my windpipe as we thrash against the mats. I can feel every ridge of your muscles pressing into me. Your thighs clamping my hips, your chest heaving against mine with each ragged breath. Your breath fans hot across my face, smelling faintly of coffee and adrenaline. My vision pulses at the edges, but I don't tap. Instead, I arch my back sharply, driving my pelvis up to wedge my crotch against yours, grinding hard enough to make you hiss. I snake my free right hand upwards, fingers clawing at the back of your head, twisting my grip into your damp hair to yank you sideways as i trust upwards again.

14:33 Jesse_Fox: I keep the choke on, as you struggle against it, the joint body heat and ragged breathing almost steaming up the room. You thrust your crotch against mine and start grinding against me. The sensation is certainly pleasurable, but I'm no longer an eager 16 year old boy that would cum from frotting or let that distract him. I have my eyes on a much bigger prize and don't intend to let go of it. Your hand grips my hair and pulls my head back and I growl. "Feisty... Feel free to claw my back with your fingernails too, babe, I know this feels good" I purr at you, as I tighten my arms around your neck, my biceps bulging a little more.

14:43 LoboFighter24: Your red beard scratches against my forehead as you leans in, your breath hitching when I dig my nails into your lower back. The sting makes him twitch not enough to break the choke, but enough that I feel his legs tighten around my hips reflexively. Sweat pools in the hollow of my throat, dripping between us as I arch up harder, grinding my body against yours. Your forearm presses deeper into my windpipe, muscles corded with effort, but I won’t tap. Instead, I twist my fingers tighter in your hair, yanking until your scalp burns under my grip. I snake my left arm between us, as i press the heel of my palm against your chin, forcing your head back further while my other hand gathers more of your hair into my fist, pulling you down and sideways at the same time. "You like it rough?" I rasp, voice shredded from the pressure on my throat. Forcing you up and away with every ounce of strength I have.

14:52 Jesse_Fox: I didn't think you'd take me seriously, but you actually do claw my back with your fingernails and I let out a ragged chuckle. It burns in a good way, motivating me to keep going. Pulling my hair is not really a valid grappling move, but I decide to let it go. The fight's gotten too primal for discussions of this sort. Your grip is so hard that I wonder if you're actually going to pull my hair out and leave me with a bald patch. 'Nasty little fucker.....' I think as I see your left arm moving up, but I don't let you press my chin back. Instead I tuck it in, turning my head to the side, as we engage in this battle of endurance. I'd laugh at your last question, if it weren't for the exertion of trying to keep you in place. "Oh you bet, little boy" I snarl, as I plant the foot of my top leg onto the mat and shove myself forward, trying to flip us back so that I am once again on top.

15:13 LoboFighter24: I grin as we lock eyes, as your foot plants on the mat, i knew you took the bait, being heavier, i let my 85kg weight carry us over, rolling us both sideways onto the mats. Your red beard scratches against my hairy cheek as we tumble, our sweat-slicked bodies clinging together. The moment my back hits the mat, I twist my hips violently, arching up to flip you beneath me using your momentum against you. My hairy thick thighs and knees press into the mats as you keep your legs locked around my waist, trapping me tight against your body. Your forearm burns against my throat, but i push through, lifting you up slightly with my hips as i drive you down harder. I growl as i do this once more throwing everything into it, pressing my abs into yours until i feel your grip loosen. I roar as i feel air suddenly fill my lungs, locking eyes with you again. "Your turn" i whisper as i wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you tight,ly forcing your face into my pit.

15:31 Jesse_Fox: As I try to roll us, it works too easily, and I realize too late that this is what you wanted. 'Shit...' I curse inwardly. You use the momentum to get me on my back, pressing me down with your weight. Then you lift me up and slam me down onto the mats a couple of times, until my grip loosens. You let out a primal roar, something more like a lion than a wolf, but either way, it makes my cock surge. You decide to return the favor, wrapping your arms around my neck, but I am ready for it, and slip a hand in between your forearm and my neck before you can close the choke. I sink my fingertips into your flesh and instead of trying to force your hand away, just keep it low enough so my breathing isn't obstructed. You press my face into your pit, and I can guess what you might be trying to achieve here. Confuse me, turn me on, overpower me with your musk. 'Alright, baby boy, if this is how you wanna play the game, so be it....' I smirk and part my lips, giving your armpit a big long lick, matting your hair down and tickling your skin with the tip of my tongue.

11:55 LoboFighter24: "Good Foxy" i growl as your tongue drags across my hairy pit, the wet heat of it sending a jolt straight to my cock. I don’t let up, grinding my hips down harder against yours, the fabric of our shorts now soaked with sweat and precum sticking to our skin. Your beard scratches against my ribs as you lick upwards again. I feel your legs twitching around my waist, the muscles in your thighs flexing as you try to shift our weight, but I press down harder, keeping you pinned. I grunt as i try to press forearm against your throat fighting your hand’s resistance. "Go ahead..." i rasp, voice shredded from exertion, "keep licking if it helps you focus."

12:05 Jesse_Fox: The lick didn't have the effect that I was hoping for. 'God damn it...' I make sure to keep my chin tucked so my throat is protected, but this really isn't a position that I can spend too long in. Sweat is streaming down my body and you currently have the gravity working for you, so you're gonna win if I just play the waiting game. Gritting my teeth, as this is not a move that I like doing, but... this fight has kinda gone off the rails already... I shift my legs higher and wrap them around your floating ribs, then straighten them, flexing my quads, counting on the sudden pain to force you to loosen your hold.

12:09 LoboFighter24: The sudden vise-grip of Jesse's thighs around my ribs punches the air from my lungs in a ragged gasp. As your quads flex "Fuck those fucking tree-trunk legs" i think to myself as the pain radiates. I don’t release my hold on your neck though; instead I jerk my torso sideways violently, using the momentum to roll us both over again. Our sweat-slicked bodies slide across the mats as we tumble, my shoulder digging into your solar plexus briefly before we come to rest with me half-sprawled across your chest. "UGH nice try Foxy" i grunt as your beard scrapes against my forehead as I pant, the sharp sting of your leg squeeze still burning in my ribs. My left hand slips down between us, fingers digging into the meat of your thigh to pry it loose while my right forearm grinds harder against your throat trying to force your chin up.

12:51 Jesse_Fox: There's something so primal, so animalistic, so raw about the way you breathe, bathed in sweat on my chest. A part of me wants to let go and let you just take me, but another part wants to tame this beast. You move your left hand down and claw at my thigh. I grit my teeth, resisting the pain, my lips curling up in a small grin, as I see the opportunity. With both hands, I grab your right forearm that's going for my neck and yank it away, bending your hand downward in one sharp motion, going for a wrist lock.

13:00 LoboFighter24: Lobo: The sharp twist of my wrist sends fire up my arm, tendons screaming as you torque my hand backward with ruthless precision. I see your grin "fucking smug bastard" i think as i let out a growl, not of pain but of pure defiance. My fingers spasm against your grip, but I don't tap i fight it, twisting my entire body sideways. The movement jars my trapped wrist, sending fresh waves of agony through me, but it also gives me just enough slack to slide my left leg over your hip, hooking my heel behind your knee. With a brutal yank, I pull your leg out from under you, using the sudden shift in balance to roll us again as you instinctively try to compensate.

13:17 Jesse_Fox: If you felt any pain from this, you covered it up, as all this seemed to do was make you angry. Turning sideways, which was sure to strain your wrist even more, you slide out a leg from my guard and flip us over. 'Fucking slippery fucker....' I curse inwardly, but can't help but appreciate your determination. Now on top, with one leg above your hip, I abandon the wrist lock and quickly try shoving your left leg down and bringing my right one over it, to get into a full mount.

13:35 LoboFighter24: My hips surge forward instinctively as your legs scramble to trap mine, our bodies a mess of sweat-slicked limbs and straining muscle. Your knee digs into my thigh as you fight for full mount, but I twist at the last second, rolling my shoulder into your chest to disrupt your balance. The mats reek of salt and exertion now, "Not happening," I rasp as my shoulder rams into your sternum. I arch my spine, keeping just enough space between us to prevent your legs from locking around me properly as we kneel chest-to-chest, panting. Your breath is ragged against me. Our shorts are soaked through, clinging obscenely as your cock twitches against my hip. Neither of us is admitting how much we're enjoying this. "To slow Fox," I taunt as i push forward pressing my forehead against yours, keeping my stance low and solid.

13:20 Jesse_Fox: As I scramble to get on top of you, you twist and slip out, pulling us both us to our knees, chest to chest, forehead to forehead, our hands clasped together in a kneeling knuckle lock. I grip your hands tight, resisting your push, thrusting forward with my chest and my hands.

13:47 LoboFighter24: The strain burns through my forearms as we lock hands, knuckles whitening under the pressure. Your breath gusts hot against my lips. Our foreheads grind together, neither of us yielding. The mats beneath us are slick with our sweat, the air thick with musk and the sharp tang of exertion. My thick hairy thighs tremble from holding this stance, muscles screaming. Your chest presses into mine, the heat between us unbearable. I lean in closer, my nose brushing against yours. "Getting tired already, old man?" I taunt, voice ragged as I push harder against your grip.

23:23 Jesse_Fox: The test of strength goes on for a while, sapping us both of energy. I grin at your taunt and lean in, whispering against your ear. "Tired of you pretending that you don't want me inside of you, boy" I purr, as my hard cock presses against yours.

09:43 LoboFighter24: Your whisper sends a shudder through me, the heat of your breath against my ear making my cock jerk between us. The friction of our sweat-slicked bodies is almost too much. Every shift, every press sending sparks up my spine. I don’t pull away. Instead, I lean into it, grinding my hips forward just enough to feel the full length of you against me. "Funny," I rasp, my voice rough, "Your cock is telling me diffrent" My grip tightens around your hands, fingers digging into your knuckles as I push back against your sweaty chest. The muscles in my arms burn but I refuse to give you an inch. The room is alive with the sounds of our ragged breathing, the occasional grunt, the slap of skin on skin as we wrestle for dominance.

13:43 Jesse_Fox: I feel your cock pulse under your trunks, which makes mine pulse as well, almost like an echo. You press forward again, and your weight advantage comes into play. Despite my best efforts, my hands start slowly getting pushed back, millimeter by millimeter, as your hands and chest press against mine. I growl, and surge forward, reaching deep for my reserves of strength as I try to push you back with one explosive shove.

11:13 LoboFighter24: My cock throbs against yours, betraying how much I love this brutal back-and-forth. Every muscle in my body burns, quads trembling from maintaining this punishing stance, forearms screaming as I fight your relentless push. Sweat drips from my beard onto your collarbone, mixing with yours. Your growl vibrates through my chest when you surge forward, your final desperate shove making my elbows buckle slightly. But I dig my toes into the mat, shifting my hips lower to absorb the force. But I’ve got 6 kilos on you, and right now, gravity is my bitch. I exhale sharply through my nose, rolling my shoulders forward to steal another inch. Your knuckles crack under my grip as our faces meet, "You were saying?" I pant, grinding my hips down to make you feel every twitch of my cock against yours. I lean in closer, not fighting it anymore as i kiss you roughly, forcing my tongue past your lips.

20:42 Jesse_Fox: Before I can respond, your lips press against mine, and I feel your tongue force itself in my mouth. I let out a moan, my fingertips curling, as I claw your hands. I lunged at you as hard as I could, and you still resisted my shove. I won't be able to win this knuckle-lock. With my lips closed around your tongue, sucking on it and pulling it deep in my mouth, I wonder whether I really need to win this fight. With our bodies both pulsing with desire, it now seems... secondary. I am still not ready to give up however, as we keep kissing, wildly, roughly, sloppily, our saliva mixing, as I latch on to your tongue and your hands.

03:29 LoboFighter24: The taste of you is intoxicating. Your teeth graze my tongue when you suck it deeper, the sharp sting only fueling the fire in my gut. I groan into your mouth, my grip on your hands faltering for half a second before I snap back, twisting my wrists to break your hold. Your fingers slip, and I seize the moment, wrenching one arm free to clamp my palm against the back of your neck, forcing your face harder against mine. Our noses crush together, breath mingling in ragged bursts as I dominate the kiss, my other hand sliding down to grip your thigh trying to get you on your back. As we kiss i pull your thigh up onto my hip, breaking the stance to force you onto your back. The second you hit the mat, my body follows, pressing you down with my full weight scrambling to trap your legs with mine.

13:10 Jesse_Fox: In a moment of inattentiveness, your wrench one hand out of the grip and grab me by the back of the neck. "Motherfucker...." I mumble in your mouth, but the words are made incomprehensible by our intertwining tongues. You release my other hand as well, as you go for my thigh, pulling it from underneath me as you push me down onto my back. The moment your weight presses down onto me I feel my cock pulse, a wet spot forming on my trunks as I leak a bit of pre. But I'll be damned if this is over. With both hands now free, I clasp them around your back for a tight bearhug, locking us close together, stopping you from passing my guard and trapping my legs.

13:23 LoboFighter24: My chest heaves against yours as I fight to keep you pinned. Your bearhug locks me in tight, my ribs protesting under the pressure, but I don’t care. I grind my hips down harder, relishing the way your cock twitches against mine. "Still fighting?" I rasp, my lips brushing yours as I speak. My free hand snakes between us, fingers clawing at your waistband, tugging it down just enough to expose the thatch of red hair beneath. I grunt as your legs tighten around my waist, the muscles flexing under my thighs. The damp heat between us is unbearable, sweat-slick skin sticking together with every shift of our bodies. "Stop pretending you don’t want this," I growl, my voice raw as i thrust downwards trying to slam your back into the mats.

14:08 Jesse_Fox: "Of course I am..." I chuckle raggedly, as you ask your question. You start to grind and thrust against me, with every moment our struggle looking less and less like wrestling and more like dry humping... which due to all the sweat isn't even that dry anymore. I take a moment to consider your final statement. Do I want you to fuck me? Yes. But do I want to win and fuck you? Also yes. And there's a part of me that wants to punish you for your cockiness. "How about we call it a draw?" I offer, my tongue darting out and teasing your lips.

08:32 LoboFighter24: "Draw?" The word tears from my throat like gravel. Your tongue flicks against my lips, teasing, "tempting ... fuck This Fox" i think as we struggle. My hips stutter against yours instinctively, the damp fabric clinging obscenely as precum smears between us. I grunt as slam my hands against your shoulders trying pin you harder to the mat. I look eyes with you ... "No fucking way" i growl, my breath ragged against your beard. My nostrils flare with the scent of sweat and musk, your erection pulsing against mine. "You’ll tap first" i whisper as i press my forehead against yours again, resisting your offer. As i shoot my right arm under your neck locking my fingers with my left arm around your skull, pulling your head up into a crushing guillotine choke with my forearm pressing deep into your throat.

22:42 Jesse_Fox: As you've pressed me down against the mats, there isn't that much space between my neck and the ground for you to wrap your arm there quickly. This gives me time to release the bearhug and slide my hand between your forearm and my throat, turning my head sideways to protect my windpipe. "Motherfucker....", I chuckle dryly. "Persistent, aren't you?" My fingers dig into your forearm as I thrust hard upward with my hips.

08:16 LoboFighter24: "Damn right I'm persistent," I growl, feeling Jesse's hips buck beneath me. Your fingers claw into my forearm, but I don’t loosen the choke. I arch my back, using my weight to press you deeper into the mat. Sweat drips from my beard onto your collarbone, and I watch your pupils dilate when I grind down against your cock again. "You wanna tap yet?" I rasp, my breath hot against your lips. My thick hairy thighs tremble from the strain of holding you down

21:22 Jesse_Fox: You press down harder onto me, taking advantage of your weight. 'Fuck...' My attempt to throw you off of me didn't work and I know that there isn't much sense in bucking more, it'll just drain my strength faster. At this point, you're sweating so much that your beard can't hold all the moisture anymore, and drops of hot musky fluid are raining down onto my chest. It's a battle of endurance once again, and my only hope is that it takes less energy for me to keep my neck protected than it takes for you to complete the choke. I take slow deep breaths, trying to regain focus, forcing myself to ignore the throbbing of my cock as you grind against it. "No way...." I groan in response to your question. "...I'm just getting started" I add, having no choice but to grin at this brazen lie.

09:07 LoboFighter24: My forearm burns with the effort of maintaining the choke, your stubborn refusal to tap sending a fresh rush of adrenaline through me. I can feel your pulse hammering against my inner elbow, the rhythm erratic but strong. Your grin pisses me off in the best way. Like you know exactly how much I love this fight. Our hips grind together again involuntarily, my cock twitching against yours as sweat pools between us. "Bullshit," I pant, adjusting my grip to press harder against your carotid. "You're gonna pass out before you admit it, aren't you?" I taunt, watching the veins in your temples bulge.

19:09 Jesse_Fox: We stay like this, with your hot, sweaty, hairy body on top of mine, your bulge grinding against mine, the fabric of our trunks soaked with a mix of sweat and pre, with my fingertips clawing inside your forearm, keeping that millimeter of free space between my neck and your arm, as you press with your full weight against me. Seconds seem like hours. The heat that radiates off of you makes my own body bead with sweat and even though I am able to get air in, it feels like there really isn't much oxygen in there. Slowly but surely, my fingers start slipping from their grip and the gap between your forearm bone and my neck keeps getting smaller. And then it happens. Quick, hard pressure of what seems to be your entire 85 kg onto my neck. I wince in pain. 'Shit...' I don't wanna tap. I don't want it to end like this. But I know that if I don't, I'll soon pass out, and I'd rather not do that with a guy I've literally just met. Stretching out my free hand, I tap on the mat three times.

13:58 LoboFighter24: The moment your fingertips slap the mat, I begin to grunt loudly as I keep applying pressure, refusing to let up immediately. Just enough to make sure you know who won. I finally release, forearm sliding off your neck, and I collapse onto you with my full weight, my hips grinding down hard against yours one last time. My breath comes in ragged bursts against your collarbone, and I can feel your chest heaving beneath me. "That's what I thought," I rasp, my voice thick with satisfaction. My hand grips your jaw, tilting your head back so I can watch the flush spread across your face. My fingers dig into your beard, holding you there as I catch my breath, our bodies fused with sweat. I smirk down at you "All that trash talk and now look at you Foxy." I tease as i grind against you again.

20:48 Jesse_Fox: You don't remove your hand right away, instead choosing to gloat like an asshole. 'Motherfucker...' I think to myself, gritting my teeth and holding my breath, as my cock throbs. Before I pass out, you do release, collapsing on top of me with your full weight, a wet, hot, heavy, hairy blanket that's threatening to make me overheat. I feel your fingers grip my jaw as you tilt my head back and start talking trash. "Handsome as ever, of course" I grin in response to you. "I'll get you next time anyway."

06:59 LoboFighter24: My laugh comes out more like a bark, rough and unrefined against your sweat-slick skin. "Next time?" I press my forehead to yours again, my breath hot and ragged. "You won’t last half as long." My hips roll down instinctively, dragging my cock against yours through the ruined fabric of our shorts both of us achingly hard. I kiss you once, before pushing myself up onto my knees, straddling your waist. My thighs tremble with exertion, but I don’t care. The victory rush is better than any high. I rake my fingers through my soaked beard, flicking sweat onto your chest. "Get up," I growl, offering you a hand. My palm is calloused, my knuckles scraped raw from the fight. "Unless you need a minute." i begin to laugh. As i look down at you i rip off my gear tossing it aside exposing myself fully before you. "Time for my prize Foxy" i growl

11:53 Jesse_Fox: Our foreheads pressed together, I scoff at your comment, as I'm sure that it's you who won't last as long next time. But I don't wanna argue about this now. There is time and place for that, and right now, we're both more interested in something else. At this distance, our eyes are gazing intensely into each other, the electricity palpable. You kiss me and it's another rush of sensations, hormones and pulses tingling throughout my body. Fuck, I want you.... I want to be deep inside you and hear you moan my name, but I know this won't be happening today. 'Doesn't matter...' I think. It will just fuel me for a rematch. You keep on being a cocky asshole as you flick sweat onto me and I laugh. I am so gonna enjoy humbling you next time. I get up without relying on your hand, showing that I am very much steady on my feet. "Nah...I got a nice rest lying down there for ten minutes as you were trying to figure out how to choke me" I quip back. You peel off your soaked shorts and my eyes move down to your hard throbbing cock. "I'm right here, big boy" I spread my arms as you demand your prize. "Let's see what you've got. Don't jizz in 20 seconds, OK? Would be pretty anticlimactic" I tease.

14:15 LoboFighter24: I don't waste time with words, just a sharp grin as I lunge forward, my calloused hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise as i rip off your gear. Your back hits the mat with a wet slap, my knees pinning your thighs wide. The air reeks of salt and sex, my cock throbbing against your stomach as I lean down to bite your collarbone. "Twenty seconds?" I growl against your skin, teeth scraping. "You're gonna wish I came that fast." My beard scratches your chest as I drag my mouth lower, tonguing a nipple before sucking it raw. You arch under me, a choked noise escaping your throat music to my ears. Without warning, I slam my hips down, thrusting my thick pulsing cock deep inside you with all the weight of my victory. No prep, no mercy, just the brutal stretch and burn as your body struggles to accommodate me and my violent rhythm.

14:29 Jesse_Fox: You actually rip my shorts off of me and it's hot and infuriating at the same time. 'It's alright' I tell myself. 'Let yourself enjoy this.' Pushed back down onto the mats, legs pulled apart, you bite me, marking me as yours. I purr as your beard scratches my skin, then hiss as you start abusing my nipple. Then you force your way inside me, and I bite my lip, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of screaming out. 'Motherfucker...' Each little gesture of recklessness or cruelty makes me want to wreck you next time that much more. Your cock goes deep inside me, splitting me open and setting my insides on fire. I remind myself to breathe slowly and relax as you start to violate me. My eyes fix you with an intense stare, hands clawing at the mat, as your hips slam rhythmically against my butt cheeks.

11:36 LoboFighter24: The moment I sink into you, I know I've won twice tonight. Your tight hole swallows me whole, muscles clamping down instinctively only to be forced apart again with every brutal thrust. I don't ease up "Look at you," I rasp between thrusts, fingers digging bruises into your hips. The wet slap of skin echoes off the walls as I fuck you deeper into the mat, my balls slapping against your ass with each snap of my hips. Your choked gasps fuel me, the way your fingers scrabble at the vinyl beneath us telling me everything I need to know. "Gonna make sure you remember who owns this ass," I growl, leaning down to kiss you filthy, my tongue forcing past your lips as my cock forces deeper inside you.

22:35 Jesse_Fox: You piston in and out of me, the ridges of your cock rubbing against my sphincters, making me moan despite myself. My face hardens as you continue talking trash. "You are a guest in this ass, you certainly don't own it.... boy. And if you don't mind your manners, you'll be evicted" I growl back as you fuck me, gripping a fistful of your hair as you lean in to kiss me, sucking your tongue deep into my mouth and grazing it with my teeth.

07:49 LoboFighter24: I smirk as i feel your teeth graze my tongue, your grip tightening in my hair as i continue hammering into you. "Guest?" I rasp against your lips, my hips stuttering for a second before i redouble my efforts, fucking you harder. The slap of our skin fills the room, my balls drawing up tight as your precum leaks onto your stomach. "Then why's your hole sucking me in like it's starving?" I taunt, raking my nails down the back of your shoulders just to watch you arch beneath me. My cock throbs inside you, every ridge dragging against your walls as i pull out almost completely before slamming back in with enough force to knock the breath from your lungs.

10:42 Jesse_Fox: "I'm just tight... that's all... I'm sure you can't relate" I mutter in between groans as your thrusts get more vicious, the force of your hips making my whole upper body jolt. I grab your shoulders to stabilize and stop myself from sliding back. The mats, now soaked with our sweat, are slippery, making it easier for me to glide back and forth as you slam into me. To counteract this further, I clench my ass tight around you at the moment you press in, making you feel just how tight I am, as I feel the veins of your cock outlined against the surface of my canal.

08:26 LoboFighter24: The way your hole clenches around my cock sends lightning up my spine, your tight heat milking me deeper with every involuntary spasm. "Tight?" I snarl, driving my hips forward until our pubes grind together, my balls slapping against your ass. "Bullshit. You're fucking greedy for it." My fingers dig into the meat of your thighs, spreading you wider as I angle my thrusts upward, hitting that sweet spot that makes your toes curl against my calves. Your nails rake my shoulder blades. The sting fuels me as I fuck you harder, your choked moans vibrating against my tongue when I crush our mouths together again as i force myself deeper inside you. I growl as i throw my arms under yours legs and lifting you upward cock throbbing inside you as i pull you up almost vertical "Come on Foxy. Ride me" i growl as i bounce you up and down on my cock.

08:28 LoboFighter24: https://de.pornhub.org/gif/21089301

10:09 Jesse_Fox: I growl back into your mouth. Your cockiness is pissing me off, but I can't deny that it's making me hot at the same time. Your cock hitting my prostate just right and then you press up and lift me off the ground. I'm not the heaviest guy out there, but I'm no feather either and the fact you can hold me and bounce me on your cock like that with seemingly no effort turns me on even more. Kissing you deeply as I suck your tongue in my mouth, one way of shutting you up. I grant your request, moving up and down on your cock, squeezing my hole tightly around you on my way up. Sweat pouring between our bodies, making them slippery, my fingers grip your shoulders like steel pincers. Let's see just how much endurance you have, Wolf-boy.

22:33 LoboFighter24: The second your hips rise and fall on my cock, I swear I see stars. Your tight little hole milks me with every upward clench, your thighs quivering where they bracket my waist. My grip on your ass tightens and I can’t stop the groan ripping from my throat when your nails dig into my shoulders. "Fuck," I snarl, my voice raw, "you ride me like you’ve been starving for it." I tilt my hips upward to meet your next descent, driving my cock deeper, loving the way your breath hitches when I hit that sweet spot. Your lips part around a silent gasp, and I seize the moment to crush our mouths together again, my tongue licking into you as roughly as my dick pistons into your ass. The taste of your sweat, the musk of our bodies, the slick heat between us, it’s intoxicating. I break the kiss "I could do all night and day" i growl slamming you harder and deeper.

01:11 Jesse_Fox: "Don't let your mouth write checks that your cock can't cash, Wolfy" I grin, devouring your lips, tongue and mouth. My flaming red hair matted to my forehead, slick with sweat, as I bounce on your cock, really leaning into the motion, letting the gravity take over on the way down and straining your arms and legs, as you keep on carrying my entire my weight. At this point, we're two animals in heat, fully overtaken by instincts. I press my body tighter against yours, rubbing my hard cock against your hairy abs, leaving a trail of pre as we keep rutting.

04:19 LoboFighter24: I let out a roar as we kiss violently, fucking you upwards with brutal thrusts that make my hairy thighs burn. I barely notice the strain, all I can focus on is the way your tight hole swallows me whole, gripping me like a fucking vice every time you drop down onto my cock. Your body is slick with sweat, your muscles trembling under my hands, but you don’t slow down. Neither do I. My balls tighten, slapping against your ass with every snap of my hips, and I know I’m close. But I’m damn well not tapping out first. "Fucking take it," I growl into your mouth, biting your lip hard enough to draw blood, then lapping at the copper taste before shoving my tongue back inside. "Keep leaking Foxy" i growl as i feel your precum smearing against our sweat covered abs.

13:36 Jesse_Fox: I feel the sharp sting of your teeth on my bottom lip, followed by a metallic taste and roar louder than ever, quite possibly alerting the neighbors. Oh, you want to make this into a competition too, Wolf-boy? It's fucking ON, I think as my hands move from your shoulders to your pecs and pinch and tweak your nipples. I lean my torso backward, creating space between my cock and your abs and simultaneously making it that much harder for you to keep carrying me and thrusting as before, as my arms aren't doing anything to help stabilize us anymore.

13:54 LoboFighter24: My thighs scream as I fight to keep you upright, your sudden shift backward making my arms tremble with the effort of holding you. The sting of your fingers twisting my nipples sends a fresh wave of fire down my spine as pain and pleasure mingling until I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins. Your cock throbs between us, untouched and dripping, and I know exactly what you’re doing. "Cheap fucking move," I snarl, but my hips stutter anyway, my rhythm faltering for half a second. That’s all you need. You slam down harder, using gravity to fuck yourself on my cock, and I choke on my own groan. The wet slap of skin echoes off the walls, our sweat-slick bodies sliding together like we’re trying to merge into one.

20:18 Jesse_Fox: I flash you an unsympathetic grin as I feel you tremble, the exertion of a hard match taking its toll combined with several minutes of carrying my weight and thrusting into me. "Your fault, stud. You already got a win today, you could have just taken your prize and been nice about it, but no, you had to get greedy." My ass is squeezing your cock mercilessly as I swing my body up and down, with most of my weight now bearing down on your arms, instead your legs, destabilizing you.

08:33 LoboFighter24: "UGGGHHHHHHH ... FUCK!" The roar tears from my throat as your ass clenches around me like a goddamn fist, my forearms straining to keep you suspended mid-air. Sweat blinds me as it drips off my nose onto your heaving chest but I don’t blink. Not when your smirk taunts me, not when your hips piston faster, using gravity to wreck me from the inside out. Your cock bobs untouched between us, glistening with precome, and I know you’re close. But so am I. My balls draw up tight, slapping against your ass with every brutal descent. Not again. With a snarl, I buck upward, impaling you deeper, my cockhead grinding against your prostate until your thighs shake. "Greedy?" I spit, my voice ragged. "You’re the fucking Greedy one" i roar as i let in falling backwards dragging you with me as i land on my back forcing you to ride me like a good slut. "Show me Foxy" ... "Show my how greedy you are!" i growl grabbing your hips as i thrust upwards violently.

21:28 Jesse_Fox: There are certain images that, once you see them, you immediately burn them into your memory, so you can use them in the future as part of your personal wank bank. The sight of beads of sweat dripping off your nose as you rage-fuck me is one such image. You land on your back and I land on top of you, my entire weight crashing onto your hips. I immediately grip your wrists and pin them to the mat, pressing you down and leaning forward, so you don't try anything funny. "Alright, Wolfy... I can do that" I smile at you and start riding you hard. Squeezing your cock tight on my way up, relaxing my ass on my way down as my butt slams onto your thighs and my knees press into your waist. Massaging and milking your cock with my glutes. "Wanna give me your wolf-seed, stud? I think I've deserved this reward after all." I purr, looking directly into your eyes.

02:31 LoboFighter24: "Fuck" The word tears from my throat as your hips snap down, my cock buried to the hilt inside you. Your thighs bracket my waist like a vice, sweat-slick and trembling with effort, but you don’t slow. Not even close. Every bounce drags a groan from my chest, my fingers scrabbling at the mat beneath us as you ride me like you own me. And maybe you do. The heat of your body, the way your hole clenches around my throbbing cock ... tight, then tighter, it’s fucking maddening. I can feel your pulse where my thumbs dig into the meat of your hips, the rhythm frantic and wild. "You want it?" I snarl, bucking up to meet you, my balls slapping against your ass. "Then take it." I shoot back as we lock eyes i lick my lips hungrily. My right hand shoots forward, breaking your grip on it. My left hand still pinned down. Gripping your throbbing cock tightly with my right hand i begin jerking you off roughly as you ride me. "Come on Foxy. Show me how greedy you are" i growl as i pump my fist faster matching your brutal pace.

10:24 Jesse_Fox: This fuck is not us having sex. It's another battle. Battle of endurance, will and dominance. I lost the match and I am determined not to be the first one to cum here. I know however that you want another win here. You want to make me cum and show your dominance both as a fighter and as a fucker. Those snarls and growls tell me all that I need to know. Just because the grapple is over doesn't mean there's truce between us. So be it then... I think, my lips setting into a thin line as I glare back at you, my mind shifting to the tax return that I still need to file, a surefire way of lowering my levels of arousal, as my ass keeps on working your cock. Your bucking gives me the rhythm that I need to keep it going, bouncing up and down on your shaft, your balls rising up to slap my cheeks each time.

04:26 LoboFighter24: I growl as I see your face change, "This fucker is trying to our endure me" i think to myself as my thrusts continue to pulverise your prostate. I watch as your demeanour changes, as you simply ride through the motions of my thrusts. It angers me as i know exactly what you're doing, i growl, and i feel your grip tighten on me as i thrust harder, faster and deeper. My balls slamming against your ass like a jackhammer, in a sporadic rhythm. "Look at me Foxy" i grunt trying to force you back into the moment. "You're mine" i growl as i pull you closer, forcing your chest against mine, our sweat mixing as i slam my tongue into your mouth, kissing you aggressively, biting your lips as i force you to taste yourself on me. "You're mine" i repeat again as i grip your cock tighter, jerking you off faster, harder, rougher, my fingers digging into your sweaty flesh.

16:53 Jesse_Fox: You pull me down on top of you and mash our lips in a kiss, letting me feel your chest hair, drenched and matted with sweat. Pressing our bodies together like that, there isn't a lot of space for your hand to move between our abs as you try to continue jerking me. I grip your wrist to stop your motion as you growl into my mouth. "You got one tap out of me, stud... That hardly makes me yours", I growl back, returning the bite, feeling ferocious, as the anger of a lost match spurs me on.

02:19 LoboFighter24: The bite of your teeth against my lip sends a thrill down my spine. Your grip on my wrist trembles just enough to tell me you're closer than you want to admit. I break the kiss, dragging my tongue along your jawline, tasting salt and defiance. I snarl as my fingers tighten around your cock, twisting on the upstroke just the way I know you hate or love. "Seems like you're forgetting who made you scream into the mat not that long ago," I growl as your hole clenches around me, involuntarily. My cock throbs uncontrollably inside you. "AAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH" I roar out as I cum violently inside you, my grip nearly crushing you as I pull you impossibly closer, my hips stuttering against yours as I empty myself inside you. Multiple thick ropes of cum paint your insides with my seed. "FUCK!" I scream out as I finally stop cumming, my breathing ragged, my body shaking, my muscles twitching as i hold you tight, refusing to let you go as I kiss you again, deeply, passionately, possessively. The taste of your lips, your sweat, your defiance fuel my desire to claim you even more. "You're mine," I whisper against your lips, my voice raw with need. "And you know it."

19:25 Jesse_Fox: You roar into my mouth, like a combination of a wolf and at least a few other wild animals, your body twitching and convulsing underneath me, your hand almost crushing my cock. As I make sure you're pumping your load inside of me, I finally relax, allowing myself to cum as well, spraying my load all over your sweat-soaked chest hair. My body slumps down on top of yours, your arms and lips holding onto me tightly. I'm warm, sticky and sore all over. Your voice against my lips, asserting your claim over and over. I smirk a little. "Fine... but only for tonight" I whisper back. "You can stay over if you want."