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GODS OF THE WHARF

Kad Royce

It was the moment when night is falling or was it the day that was beginning to dawn. What is the moment of calm, rest, and pleasure was here only effort, toil, and agitation. On this dock, the muscles contracted, the bodies tensed before twisting to the rhythm of cargo loading and unloading. It should have smelled of sea spray and the sea air, but it was rather the domain of sweat, swearing, and beer that dominated here. All the dockers talked about nothing else.

He had come back. It had been years since he had come here, but his name was still marked by an incredible aura. No one knew his name, no one knew his life, but everyone remembered his exploits. He was the kind of guy who makes the voice of those who talk about it tremble... This crowd of dockers turned into an audience listening to the older ones tell everything he had been capable of.

We were no longer in a modern port, but in an assembly of ancient Greece listening to a bard recounting the exploits of a new Hercules. The world of dockers was not a world of calm and tenderness. It was rather the kingdom of violence and insult and all the guys here liked to hear what he had been able to achieve. A man capable by his authority of reducing all egos to obedience, a man ruling in this domain as a sovereign. A man capable of keeping thieves and smugglers away from this dock. In short, a true modern hero, a legend carved by salt and the sea.

Muscle Marine

I have heard stories of that man, widespread recounting of how he could spread fear, total respect and humility over a crowd of men, dominating then not only physically but mentally too. It is after all what this part of town needs - a commanding authority figure that can keep things in order - among a mix of thieves, crooks, gangsters and others, a military persona such as myself is what is fit to keep everyone in check.

And it is no surprise that with my training and background, I have become one of the most respected and sometimes feared man around. But I love it, the feeling turns me on, and I feel a little stir in my pants when I walk around and see those big hot muscular men get uneasy - how they turn their heads away or cover their crotches in shame. I love how I make them quiver... and furthermore, it keeps things working without any glitch...

Kad Royce

When he entered the platform, silence won over the whole audience. All that was noise became silence, all that was action became calm. One would have said a divinity entering near its faithful. No one dared to approach him, no one dared to comment on his return. He was both feared and desired. Since his departure, the quay had become a place of innumerable disorders.

Not only did the dockers fail to get along without him, but much worse, thefts were becoming more and more numerous. Every night, part of the cargo disappeared. Every morning, the dockers knew they would run out. They couldn’t take it anymore. Traders demanded numerous fines, and none of them could afford to see a reduction in pay. When the Marine arrives near the group of the oldest dockers, one of them approaches him. Amazement gripped all the other dockers.

No one had also approached the Marine without his consent. The old man knelt and joined his hands as if starting a prayer." Marine, help us! We are subject to countless thefts! It’s been a mess here since you left! Come help us! It depends on our survival." A huge silence crossed the quay after these words, but all the dockers silently acquiesced to these sentences.

Muscle Marine

I walk in with a heavy step in my high boots, past the guy kneeling, ignoring him. "What the fuck has happened here? I leave you for a month alone and you manage to turn this place into a mess." My voice booming, reverberating across the dock, echoing loudly. I stand then in front of the kneeling man, grab him by the head, making him look at me upwards.

I smile and then with a sickening quick jerk, I snap his head to one side, cracking his neck instantly, easily before dropping his limp dead body to the floor. "An example to anyone who dares make a mess of my work..." Standing tall, I spread my arms wide, taking in the awes and shocked looks around.

Kad Royce

No one reacts when you take the man by the neck. It’s as if these men were attending an atoning sacrifice. You, the high priest and that old man, the scapegoat. I can’t help but think what you’re doing is unfair. Making others pay for your absence... But I can’t show up.

Your return totally ruins my plans. Tonight, I was still planning to steal goods. Tonight, I was going to earn some money again. But you come back and disrupt my project. I’m in my observation post watching all this. Despite my anger, I can’t help but admire your body, your power, your determination.

Even though I’m not a docker, I’ve heard about you too. I never met you, but I hope this meeting will take place one day, even though I know it will be violent, brutal, bloody, probably, and perhaps even lethal.

Muscle Marine

I know this is not a usual situation - no one had to die for what happened. But an example had to be made to set things straight... and maybe by doing this I could find who is behind all this unexpected, unprecedented chaos.

I can smell a rat around and I will pull it out sooner or later into the spotlight - I just have to tread carefully for now. This is not the work of a new criminal but a strong veteran - he knows what he is doing and I cannot let him take over. What just happened should be enough to pull the rug from under his feet.

Kad Royce

The old man’s body is on the ground and completely inert. The dockers are starting to get back to work, a bit stunned. It looks like a set of gears in a mechanism that is struggling to get back up and running. I look at the scene with a slight smile.

I think it’s no coincidence that it’s on the dock that I’m flying. I love this crowd of men working. I like seeing their bodies sweat. I like to think that these men are burning their last energy in a world doomed to disappear.

Why continue to work by hand when tomorrow the machines will have replaced them. I have the impression of doing a work of public salvation: by stealing them, I am only precipitating what is totally inevitable: their fall.

Muscle Marine

I make sure everything is back on track this very night before heading back to my private quarters - a nicely decorated little apartment at the port, high up from where I can survey my empire - an establishment that is threatened constantly, especially with the inevitable arrival of technology that will put a lot of men out of work, modernizing the way trading, loading and packing is done. I cannot have that - I cannot put my men out on the streets.

I sense something in the air and that all this chaos was not unexpected nor a coincidence. Something is lurking under the calm waters... And I need to fish it out.

Kad Royce

Work on the docks resumes, repetitive, exhausting. Men sweat and when I look at them, I wonder if they are not expired products, workers from another era. I am convinced that my work only helps them move on to something else. With my hood over my head, totally dressed in black, I start to sneak among them.

Too much noise, too many people, too much mechanism in the gestures they make... No one notices me... No one sees me... It is always in this hidden setting that I prepare my larcenies...

Nothing appears but the cargo of this boat... The cargo ship filled with precious products is mine... Not now, not tonight... But as soon as the dock will be empty... It’s all set... I look at the dockers with a piteous look... Their work is really useless...

Muscle Marine

Walking around in my office overlooking the dock, having switched the lights off so no one can see me, I look over the bottom deck and scan the entire area.

I notice something odd - a dark figure in a hoodie moving swiftly in between the massive containers being loaded onto the ship. Something is not right... not planned... not usual. I must investigate this - and so I do. Walking out of my office, I stealthily follow the dark figure around.

Kad Royce

No one has seen me. No one pays attention to me. I know very well that it’s risky to take a shot in front of so many people. But what’s not risky is so boring. I didn’t take much. Just a taste of what I’m going to steal later.

I am alone, sheltered, on top of a crane hidden in plain sight. I look at what I have in my hands. A few grams of gold... A form of promise of what I will soon possess. Little by little, everything on this dock will be mine.

Muscle Marine

I follow the dark figure until I see him climbing up and perched on a crane, chuckling alone quietly. I walk up to him and notice something shining in his hand... gold. 'Ah. So, the fucker is a thief...' I think to myself.

I don’t attack but rather climb down ever so slowly, quietly and wait for him down. He will eventually need to get down. That is when I will 'introduce' myself to him.

Kad Royce

Up there, I smile. Up there, I feel good and I would almost be able to forget the misery of this world. There is, of course, this feeling of dominating the world while being on the sidelines. Watching these ants just work and understanding how much they are failures. Working all day like dogs when they’re paid a pittance.

They are too stupid to have understood that we could just enjoy all this shit that society produces. And that’s what I plan to do again tonight. That’s it! Everyone has left the platform, and I will finally be able to go down to try to recover, which will give me the means to have a great day tomorrow.

Muscle Marine

I hear a rattle from above and from where I am, I see you coming down into the darkness. Smiling, I watch you go down slowly, trying to be as stealthy as possible, not knowing I am waiting for you.

I remain in the shadows, assessing the right moment to strike and take out the glitch that might make my empire crumble.

Kad Royce

I carefully get off the crane. One foot and then the other, while trying not to make too much noise. My first foot touches the ground, then the second.

I’m moving at a snail’s pace so as not to make too much noise as I head towards the place where the crates of goods are stored.

Muscle Marine

I follow you closely, just a few steps behind you. Reaching out, in the darkness, I tap your right shoulder from behind and as you turn to check, I launch a clean straight punch to your sternum, in the middle of your chest, sending you reeling back into some of the crates.

As they scatter into an illuminated clearing, the flood lights reveal you - this handsome hot hooded man who looks like he is built for a good fight. I step towards you, slowly, like a predator. "So. This is the guy causing all this havoc around my port."

Kad Royce

As I am moving forward, I feel a hand resting on my shoulder. As I turn around, a fist sinks into my sternum. I feel the air leaving my lungs brutally and the blow is so violent that I fall into crates. I find it hard to catch my breath, even though my back is burning.

I stand up and see you. I never met you here, I don’t know who you are, but I remember that dockers often talk about this Marine who seems to rule the docks like an emperor on his territory.

I look at you with a smile and say to you, staring at you, "So, you’re the leader of all his assholes," and getting up, I send you a low kick in your legs hoping to make you fall to the ground.

Muscle Marine

Your kick lands square and precisely on the side of my shin making me drop to my knee instantly, half-kneeling. I look at you, angry, pissed but turn it almost immediately into a smile.

"You are a challenge. I like that. Been a while here." I reach out and snap grab you by your bulge. I feel it heavy in my grip, lift you and swing you over me, slamming you to the other side of the space created by the crates. I watch as you crash into some wooden ones and break them.

Kad Royce

I see your body falling after my shot. I’m getting ready to blow up your face with a knee bump when you grab my bump and start twisting it. You just cut off my momentum, and I have an incredible desire to vomit as you twist my balls.

You take advantage of it to lift me up and make me fuck. I land on the crates, and my back is almost as bruised as my balls. It takes me a while to get up.

I don’t know if I’m hurt by the blows you just dealt me or impressed by the kind of beast that you are. I don’t think I’ve ever dealt with such a violent guy. When I’m standing, I grab a splinter from the crates to try to hit you with it.

Muscle Marine

I dodge it right in time, pulling backwards, but still get hit by the end of it that glides across my gut, tearing the tank top I have on, and exposing part of my ripped abs.

I clutch my midsection taking a couple of steps back. "The fuck? What do you want in my port? What are you looking for?" As I bite down on the pain and take a stance.

Kad Royce

I can’t touch you, but the piece of wood pulls off a bit of your t-shirt, letting your sculpted body appear. I can tell from your eyes a form of anger but also a great determination. You ask me what I do in your port. I’m starting to laugh.

" Your port... But who do you think you are, man? You were the head of these docks for a while. But you shouldn’t have left the square. You thought everyone would be waiting for you with open arms. The new boss here is me. I don’t need to kill guys to assert my authority... I manage to make him respect me without being forced to impose terror... How do you think I manage to steal cargo from your docks so easily."

Muscle Marine

"Hahahaha. Who ever said I wanted to kill you. Guys like you are treasures to find..." Spreading my legs wide a bit, and taking a fighting position, I smile at you and wave you over.

I grab my tank and rip it off me, exposing my ripped upper body. "But I will make you wish you were dead..."

Kad Royce

I hear you laughing at me and I like the confidence you have. I’m quite amazed when I see you tear off your tank top and your upper body reveals itself. You are muscular, and your muscles clearly indicate that you are strong.

I like this kind of guy, and I feel my bulge buzzing while I look at you. That’s a good sign and I know it will only make your defeat more enjoyable. I take off my shirt to be as comfortable in the fight and put myself in an attack position "A fight to the death? Is that what you want? You risk regretting it quickly"

Muscle Marine

"Again. You talk about death. I talk about making you wish you were never born when I start making you feel things... new things... regrettable things..."

I laugh and spinning around in my tip toes, I swing my arms and log you twice rapidly before taking another stance again.

Kad Royce

You seem completely impervious to my threats. I think that’s also what draws me to you, the fact that you don’t seem to be afraid of me. I get closer to you, but you are faster and two punches take me away from you again while you just then resume a fighting position.

I’m breathing with a bit of difficulty trying not to show you that your punches caused some damage. I come back to you and try to regain the advantage by raising my leg in order to hope to touch your upper body with a high kick.

Muscle Marine

Your kick takes me by surprise, connecting with my head, sending me down on all fours. I don’t hit the ground but hold myself on my knees and hands, coughing. Grunting from the unexpected hit, I look up and grin at you. "You are good. I love it."

Kad Royce

Even when I connect you, even when I’m almost ready to drop you, you smile. Is that arrogance or a form of pleasure? I don’t know yet if you think you’re the best in the world or if you’re like me, a guy who just likes to fight. I can’t determine that.

However, I think that fighting is part of our DNA. By the way, I give you back that smile when I see you cough under my blow and straighten your head. I don’t intend to give you much time and I’m rushing over you, trying to send you down for good with a knee to the face.

Muscle Marine

I see the knee coming - typical follow up move. Reaching out, I block it with an open palm and shove it to one side, exposing your crotch. I twist my body and strike with my other fist into your bulge, making sure I keep my knuckles grinding into your balls.

Kad Royce

I am confident. Seeing a man down inspires that confidence. But as my knee leaves, you manage to block it. Surprise replaces confidence when I realize your abilities in battle. It’s followed by a form of panic when your fist connects to my balls.

I feel a bit like I’ve been turned to stone as the pain starts to fill my body and I start screaming. Your fist remains grabbed to my balls preventing me from falling. I would love to insult you, tell you that you fight like a kid but the only thing that can come out of my mouth right now is a cry of pain.

Muscle Marine

I watch you wince - the look that inspires me and fills me with even more confidence and determination. Unplugging my fist from your crotch, I pull back and get up.

Stepping back a few, I watch you as you drop. I am also in pain, still dazed and have to shake my head and hold myself to some crates to recover. 'This guy is not only hot, but also a good fighter. Damn.' I think to myself.

Kad Royce

For a few moments, the pain no longer allows me to see what is happening. It’s as if I had a huge spotlight in my eyes for a few seconds. I’m on the ground, screaming and I just hope you don’t see tears coming out of my eyes.

I place a hand on the floor to regain my balance. Everything keeps spinning a little when I sit down and see that you are also a bit dizzy from my previous moves. I look at you with determination "Dude, there’s only room on this dock for one of us. Go back and give me control of this dock. You will suffer less than if I take it by force"

Muscle Marine

"By force? Hahaha. The last man who tried that ended up in a crate at the bottom of this very dock." No sooner had I finished my words that I jump up and strike you with an axe kick sending you down hard to the floor... flat. I know this will not keep you down for long and you can take more than that. You seem like a strong tough cookie to crack.

I pull back a few steps to assess the situation, watching you recover slowly. I am not in a hurry to finish this fight, and you realize that. Making it last longer will also give me time to learn more about you and your plans.

Kad Royce

You’re starting to threaten me like any guy who has gotten in my way. But for now, not one of them has managed to resist me. But you come at me and your shot sends me to the ground.

I fall on my back and feel my body start to burn, while I realize that you are not an ordinary opponent. I get up by rubbing the sore areas... I look at you with a smile knowing that I am facing an exceptional fighter. But the mastery of the dock and these goods is well worth a few bruises.

Muscle Marine

I spread my arms slightly open, and wave you over. "Come on. You want a shot at taking over the docks... I'll give it to you." Smiling at you, I bounce my pecs knowing you are distracted and mentally rattled now.

Although you try to hide it, the worried look creeps in. There is something else noticeable... that bulge in your pants growing bigger. I chuckle as I point at it. "Enjoying this, win or lose, I bet."

Kad Royce

I look at you and I feel my feet still wobbling on the ground. I’ve already faced guys as strong as you, maybe even stronger... But now you’re having a weird effect on me. I want to prove my worth to you that I know how to fight and at the same time, I know this wriggle in my bulge.

I approach you as you provoke me. I look at you. I would like to smile at you, but my confidence is wavering almost as much as my legs. I want to impress you. I focus and try my best shot. I raise my leg to attempt a roundhouse kick in your chest. While doing it, I realize how ridiculous I am. You look like a good student trying to impress his teacher.

Muscle Marine

I spread my arms wider, and pull myself up fully, stretching my lats to take your kick at my side. What I don’t calculate is the force with which you are striking and that boot you are wearing. As your foot lands hard to my side, I feel a sharp pain slice through me, cutting me in two.

The numbness that comes with the pain radiates like fire and makes me drop to my knees and hands. I grunt. "Woof. That was... argghhh..." Cough. Cough. "That was a good shot."

I slide my hand at my side and notice the bruising and the plumpness of the shocked flesh as it pulsates.

Kad Royce

My shot is set and just when I thought I had totally missed it, I see you making a scream that indicates that I hurt you. You back up a little while holding your side. I’m looking at you. I’m hesitating. I know I should go for it. I know I should attack...

But, no! I look at you. I shake my head before heading back towards you, trying to send my knee on your opposite sides, the ones where your hand isn’t protecting you.

Muscle Marine

I see the knee coming and I manage to raise an arm to block it, making it land on my triceps. It makes me lose my balance and fall to one side. Am face down on the floor and I can feel your energy behind me. Kipping, I bounce onto my feet and pull back, away from you.

"Damn. You are good." I smile. "Finally, a worthy opponent." Luckily we are alone in a secluded part of the docks, surrounded only by heavy wooden and metal crates.

I take a fighting stance again and wave you over, after recovering from your last attack. I am ready for you now.

Kad Royce

You come to block my knee strike, but I still manage to get you on the ground. For a few moments, I watch you. I could rush for you to try to finish you. But deep down, I’m not sure if that’s what I want.

I can’t take my eyes off your body. I don’t know if it’s its beauty that fascinates me or the fact of having knocked down the Lord of the docks just once. I saw the fear of the dockers when you were there. Especially when you weren’t there and they were talking about you. You are now standing.

I can’t help but make fun of you. "If I had been kidnapped properly, I would have come to help you." I feel like you’re having trouble getting up. Undoubtedly, the sign that it is time to hand over."

Muscle Marine

"Hand over? Hahaha. Not gonna happen." As I get up slowly, flexing my muscle, making them ripple and tighten. I look at you, and smile. Making my pecs bounce, I wave you over.

"Come on... Let’s go." Inviting you to give it your best. I take a fighting stance anew, and suddenly the smile on the my face fades away. You know things will not be the same this time.

Kad Royce

You’re up again. Your muscles are moving in a hypnotic way. I don’t really understand what fascinates me about you. It’s not just a matter of taking power on the platform anymore.

It’s something different. It seems to me that the challenge is even greater than that. When I see the determination in your eyes, I tell myself that you are probably one of the most impressive guys I have ever faced.

I approach you as if I were going to hit your legs but at the last moment, I change my plans and try a series of jab in the face.

Muscle Marine

I take the first hit to my face and cuts my lip and makes me bleed but manage to jump back and avoid the next ones, dodging your fists. I lift a leg and swing it to kick you in the face, snapping your head to one side.

"You fucking twat. If it is blood you want, I will gladly oblige." As I pull back a bit and wipe my chin from the trickle of blood.

Kad Royce

I see your head going back and I feel that I just hurt you. But you can’t manage to dodge the others. I don’t have time to reposition myself because I feel my head wobble on the right. I start to waver on my feet and try first to regain balance.

But I feel the taste of blood on my lips. It’s metallic and hot at the same time and I know that this fight could be more complicated than expected. I get back into position and smile at you: "That’s all you have, man. And that’s how you built an empire. I’m going to need a bit more to be impressed."

Muscle Marine

I smile at your comment and nod. "With pleasure. Thought you would never ask." I roll my shoulders and flex, then tighten my abs as I take a fighting stance again, getting ready for what is coming next.

Things are heating up and there is no turning back. I stretch my arm and wave you over to me. "Come on then. Let’s not waste time."

Kad Royce

Your posture is showing me that you are ready for the fight. I know there is a kind of challenge in your words. For a few seconds, I even wonder if it’s not a trap. But I have to be sure. I can’t take too many precautions if I want to own this dock.

I can’t always be on my guard if I want to dethrone you. So, I’m starting to move into attack position. I can only look at these contracted abs, this powerful body and I know that my goal is now to take over. I simulate a low kick hoping to cheat on you and finally be able to deliver a violent blow to your face.

Muscle Marine

I see your body twitch and move, faking that low kick. But I don’t move an inch. I remain in position, unmoved, taking whatever comes my way. This is not going to be one of the usual fights.

This opponent is something else - and this time, it is going to go down hard. I spread my arms wide open just enough to give you access but also enough to snap shut if need be. My breathing slows down and I bend my knees slightly.

Kad Royce

While I’m looking to hit you, I see you and your lack of reaction almost makes me believe that I am a puppet facing a giant. My movements look messy even though you are calm and precise.

You’re almost making me doubt my abilities, as if I couldn’t find a way to knock you down or hit you. I see your bent legs, your determined look, your tense body. I tell myself that I might have a move to play.

This time, my low kick won’t be simulated and I’m trying to be as precise as possible so that it crashes behind your kneecap, hoping to hit you hard enough to make you fall.

Muscle Marine

As your foot connects to my knee, I drop hard. "Fuck..." As it crashes to the concrete floor, I look up and try to keep a smile on my face, knowing it will keep you rattled. This guy is tough - a real challenge, just like I like them.

But I cannot let him win. At least not without giving him a run for his money. I want him on my team - break him and then rewire how he thinks to make him my ally.

I see you get closer, and I twist my body, aiming a hook to your navel, right in the gut, making sure my fist connects with that soft spot under your abs, grinding my knuckles in it.

Kad Royce

I see you fall to your knees after my shot, and I tell myself that you are probably not as difficult a prey as I imagined. I come closer to you to finish you. But something doesn’t feel right in your eyes. You seem to be smiling. As if you were happy that I made you fall.

I’m not sure I understand how you feel, but I’m determined to finish you off. At this moment, I see your fist charging towards my belly. You are fast and I don’t have time to avoid it or dodge it. I can feel it moving forward in my chest.

It seems to sink as if you had found the least resistant area of my body. I almost feel your knuckles inside me. I immediately fold in half. I cough like never before and fall to my knees, completely folded in on myself, with both hands holding this chest that you have just damaged.

Muscle Marine

I unplug my fist from your gut and pull my arm up before bringing it down with a hard elbow to your nape. This should flatten you to the floor. Rising up slowly, I start to chuckle. Walking around you like a predator now.

"You thought you could just come here, terrorize some of the pussies around... and think you own the place." I swipe my foot to your feet to make sure you drop down.

"I am going to show you why I am the top dawg around here." I lift a foot and slam it hard to your lower back, aiming not to cripple you yet, but to numb your legs so you can't fight back as easily.

Kad Royce

While I am coughing like a tuberculosis patient trying desperately to regain my breath, I feel your elbow against my neck. I crash on the wet and viscous asphalt of the dock.

My head lands in a puddle and your laughter is now completely unbearable. I try to lean on my hands to sit up and come to make you understand that I am not so easy to shoot.

But you come to crush your foot on the bottom of my spine. I collapse back to the ground as severe pain takes over my legs. As my face hits the dock a second time, I feel like a stream of slime coming out of my mouth.

Muscle Marine

I lift my foot... "What was that stud?" Pulling back. "You wanted to say something?" I ask mockingly as I walk around you, admiring your physique trapped in those tight clothes.

I grab your jeans and tug and pull on them a bit at the ass, ripping them enough to expose the top of that ass. I smack it. "I might just have another plan for you."

Grabbing that ass again and squeezing will surely rile you up, just before pulling back, giving you space to recover and get to your feet. I don't want this fight to end so fast.

Kad Royce

I twist like a worm on the ground. I’m enraged and I believe that if I had the strength, I could kill you. But the pain in my back is too big for me to stand up. You strut around me and grab my jeans and tear them.

I can feel the sea breeze come slapping my bare buttocks. Damn, you’re humiliating me and for a few moments, I feel my heart fluttering, eaten away by the fear that you take from me on this platform. But you move away and let me get up.

I take a few seconds to try to stand up again, far enough away from you so that you can’t attack me by surprise. I feel that my legs are still struggling to keep me in balance. I don’t want to take any risks and am watching you for a few seconds, not wanting to launch the attack.

Muscle Marine

I hear you gather yourself and get up behind me. Chuckling, I turn to face you. "Listen, I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to humiliate you although there is no one around to see you go down. Cooperate with me and we can both walk out of this as winners..."

I spread my arms wide, making my abs tighten and then bouncing my pecs, tauntingly. I smile, knowing you will not take the offer. I love hot stubborn guys like you.

Kad Royce

I get up and see your body. Your muscles are tense; your gaze is proud as you offer me cooperation." You want us to be a team. But you think I work with cockroaches."

By saying that, I can’t hide the anger that is overwhelming me. I still can’t recover the way you sent me to the ground. My back keeps burning but I don’t want to give up.

Not yet. It is not yet time. I approach you in an attack position and pronounce with a determined air: "There is space for only one person here... And that’s me!"

Muscle Marine

I frown as you say that, staring at you intently. As you get close, I bring both my palms from each side to your temples, slamming them hard, ringing you.

"Shame. You could have been such a good toy to keep and play with..." My tone has suddenly changed and as much as I was 'eager' to give you a truce, I am now determined to turn you into my personal bitch and pussy.

Kad Royce

I am facing you, ready to resume the fight. Anger fills my gaze. I still can’t get over the way you just sent me down, the way you told me. But at the same time, your body fascinates me. Your protruding and chiseled muscles, the way you behave as if you were the king of the world.

All this is starting to obsess me, and I don’t pay attention to your two hands coming to snap my head. I feel like a bell from a cathedral is resonating in my head. Everything is spinning, I can’t see much anymore, I’m stumbling on my feet. Could this be the end of my attempt to dominate this dock. I don’t want to believe him yet, even if everything seems to indicate it.

Muscle Marine

I see you getting tired and weary, making me smile. This dock belongs to me, and it will remain that way. Stepping closer to you, I dock, and spin, swiping your feet from underneath you.

As you drop, I land on my ass, spread my legs wide open and let your head fall between my thighs, locking them tight around your neck, trapping you. "Let’s move on to more interesting things."

I laugh as I snap my legs shut and push your face into my crotch, forcing you to take a whiff of a real man.

Kad Royce

As I stumble, I can only see your eyes fixed on my gaze. I don’t really understand what’s going on, why you obsess me so much and why your body and your attitude are fascinating me so much. I don’t even see your kick that makes me fall on my ass.

My back starts to burn again when my buttocks touch the asphalt of the dock. You come near me and I find myself stuck between your muscular thighs. The first thing I notice is your smell. Your body smells like domination. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced that smell. A blend of musk, strength, savagery, and sex.

Never before have I felt it so strongly with a guy. The kind of smell that is capable of subduing a guy after three inhalations. But I’m not a normal guy. You hold my head too tightly for me to blow your balls off with a head butt. I grind your thighs with my hands but honestly I don’t know if I want to scratch you so that you move away or invite you to come closer to my mouth.

Muscle Marine

I feel your fingers press against my jeans covered muscular thighs. "Yeah... Feel them." As I flex and tighten them, knowing at any moment you could try something stupid and claw and scratch like a wild cat trapped.

I snap my legs shut, and lock them at the ankles behind your head, making sure now your face get buried deeper into my crotch to make you inhale more of my musky scent.

'You will go down.' I think to myself and I smile at you as you look up at me. I even lick my lips to taunt you. Your headbutt is not quite successful as you only help me pull you deeper into the trap.

Kad Royce

While my hands are hesitating, your words "Yes... Touch them" let me totally switch to what is my greatest desire. Everything becomes clear to me. It’s no coincidence that it’s your dock I wanted to control. It’s no coincidence that it was your supremacy I wanted to take.

For several months, I have been hearing about you. I had never seen you before today. But a man the guys talk about with a form of fear mixed with respect, it can only attract my attention.

I wanted to test your charisma, your strength, and now I’m on my knees in front of you, overwhelmed by your musk that stinks so much from sex. I am as intoxicated and I like this feeling even though I understand that I haven’t reached my goal. But I haven’t said my last word.

Muscle Marine

I bend and twist my body to one side, taking your down with me, making sure you land on your side in an awkward position that leaves you with very little space to attack or make a decent next move. But I don't want this to end so quickly either, as I feel you staring at me with killer eyes.

I smile and suddenly, release you from the hold. I pull my leg back and slam it hard to your chest, sending you away from me, giving me space to get to my feet, take a stance and watch you as you recover slowly. I point to your crotch which obviously has taken new proportions and is clearly visible. "Guess you like being treated this way. Perfect. Been looking for a partner..."

Kad Royce

When you make me fall, when you send me a kick in the chest, I understand that you are wary of me. I can’t prove you wrong. I want you to not only think that I am formidable, but I want you to experience it. But you won’t give me the chance.

You continue to keep the initiative. You watch my bulge and point out to me that it is swelling. As if I didn’t know, as if I wasn’t aware that I want to possess you more and more.

I get up and look at you with a smile. "You seem very focused on my dick, man. The simplest solution would probably be for you to give up your hold on this platform. In exchange, I’ll have you taste it."

Muscle Marine

I laugh, deep and low, at your words. "Have me taste it? It is rather the contrary. You will be tasting not only my dick, but my wrath..." I rush at you as you get up to your feet, spear you in the gut, lift you and drag you yet again to the other side of this clearing in the dock, slamming your back to a concrete wall behind you.

I pin you hard and keep pushing my shoulder into your midsection, grinding it. Sliding my hand in between your legs, I strike up, and connect my bicep to your bulge, stinging you, enough to make you lose your footing and distracted for me to lift you up and rack you over my shoulders.

I start pulling you down from both sides - one hand on your ass, and the other on your neck, bending you. "Let's see how well you crack..."

Kad Royce

I don’t have time to get up until you send me to the ground again. Your shoulder comes crashing into my stomach and the air is expelled from my lungs as I fall to the ground. My pelvis is burning more and more. It’s the third time in a row that he crashes on the pavement. I don’t want to accept that you’re dominating me.

I try to react, but I don’t have the time. You lift me up and come back to break my back against the concrete wall. The pain invades my body. I feel like the fire is ravaging me and for a few moments I am completely defenseless. You take the opportunity to carry me by lifting me up so that you can stand on your shoulders.

One of your hands is on my ass that you stripped off earlier, the other is on my neck, and you start pulling on each side as if you were hoping to break me in half. I try to fidget, to move my arms and legs in an attempt to hit you. But internally, I am not convinced that it serves any purpose.

Muscle Marine

But soon, you fidgeting and bucking makes me lose my grip on you, and I am forced to lift you up a bit and drop you off my shoulders, behind me. I spin around to face you, smiling down at you.

"Ready to submit and a be a good little bitch?" I ask almost as a matter-of-factly, flexing my muscles in my tight shirt that has the sleeves almost rip at the peaks.

"Just give up and I promise you will enjoy it. You will be begging for more." I talk to you like you are already mine and that drives you crazy, angry... I see the fire in your eyes that I need to put out soon.

Kad Royce

I manage to fall off your shoulders, or rather, you are forced to land me. You turn around. I can see you and fully enjoy this pleasure. Your body is tense; your chiseled muscles are clearly visible in your tight shirt and gives me an idea of the pleasure I will have when I fuck you after beating you.

But you keep trying to dominate me. You make me an offer if I submit myself. Me, submit. Me, give up. Anger is starting to wash over me. I’m rushing over you trying to blow your balls off with a knee.

Muscle Marine

Your knee connects square into my bulge, and you fold me in half, making me drop to the floor, groaning. "Motherfucker. I will make you pay for this."

As I try to reach out and grab your ankle before you can pull back away from me. I lock my fingers tight around it and squeeze. I hold my aching balls with my other hand that I slide into my jeans, rubbing my jewels.

Kad Royce

You are on the ground. I see the pain in your eyes, but your hand grabs my ankle, and you start to crush it. I know now that you have enough strength to break it for me and that, above all, you can do it.

I look at you, my eyes full of contempt. I raise one of my legs and I start to violently crush your wrist so that you can let go of my leg and I can finally take possession of this platform.

Muscle Marine

I am forced to let you go as you step on my hand grabbing you. Pulling it back, I also move backwards, now on my ass, looking up as I see you regain your confidence.

This must not last too long. I need to break you and end this. I lift a foot and slam it to your bulge, hard, and grind my heel into those nads, making sure you feel the pain course through your whole body, almost paralyzing you.

Kad Royce

I see you on the ground. You are now totally under my rule. I am the new master of the neighborhood; I am the new emperor of the docks. But just as I begin to finish you off, your foot comes to connect with my balls.

I fall to the ground, and you take advantage of it to get back up. You crush your balls with your heavy shoe. I am completely paralyzed by the pain. I am just able to scream. Tears start coming out of my eyes because you make me suffer so much.

Muscle Marine

I watch you drop to your knees in front of me, folded in two. Your head over my chest, I spread my arms wide, forget my pain for a second and clap your ears, ringing you.

This is the moment I need to turn the tables and end this. I lift my knee again into your chest and force you back, away from me, to have space to recover and get up. I need to get to my feet.

Kad Royce

The pain is invading my mind. I don’t see much anymore except a ton of lights. I hear my heart tap so hard that it feels like it’s in my temples. You take advantage of it to blow your hands over my ears. It completely rings a bell for me.

As soon as I hoped to get up, I fall back to the ground. That’s when you stick your knee into my chest. This completely cuts off my breathing, and the violence of the shock sends me back. My head hits the pavement first. Everything is running and I know I’m not far from the knockout... But I’m trying to get up.

Muscle Marine

I stand tall, but this time, rubbing my bulge. Unzipping my jeans, I step towards you. "It’s time to end this and put things in their place. Set a new hierarchy... not that there wasn't already one before. Hahahaha." I bend down a bit, grab your head and pull you up a bit, keeping you on your knees.

Grabbing my cock with my other hand, I rub the tip of it as it hardens to your lips. I cream them a bit with the precum leaking out. "You gonna taste true defeat and gonna learn a new role..." As I push it into your mouth.

"Suck it, boy. You came here for action. You gonna get some, and then more."

Kad Royce

I feel your hand grabbing me and bringing me to my knees. I see the way you open your pants and pull out your dick. For a few moments, I’m speechless. I haven’t seen such a large cock in a long time.

I had better not express my surprise because you put your huge acorn against my legs. I can taste your prelude, both salty and fragrant. You keep me from moving by crushing my rib cage with your knee.

f I want to breathe, I have to open my mouth. If I open my mouth, I know what you’re going to do with it. But I don’t have a choice... Between giving a blow job and dying, my choice is quickly made.

Muscle Marine

Just then, your lips part, and smiling, I push the tip of my large cock into your mouth first. I chuckle and start pushing more and more of it in your mouth, making sure it goes deep until you choke on it.

"Tastes good?" I tauntingly ask you as I push deeper into your throat, knowing you cannot answer me... And now, the table has turned.

Kad Royce

I absolutely can’t react. You control me completely. Even if that weren’t the case, I don’t think I’d want to react. I’m obsessed with your cock. Its smell is driving me crazy as it progresses down my throat.

Fuck, I don’t know what you’re doing to me. You have already turned my mind upside down since I was chasing your power on the platform. It’s been so long since I wanted to meet you. Maybe it was a deep desire to find my master.

In all, that’s what you’re trying to accomplish. I don’t really know if it’s a desire I was realizing, but now, my eyes and my moans tell you that you give me pleasure. But I remember that I am a warrior. I try to hit your belly with my abs, so you let me go.

Muscle Marine

As you buck, you force me off you, pulling my cock out of your mouth. You suddenly realize how big it actually is and how much of it you managed to take. I smile as I notice for a second the shocked look on your face before it disappeared.

I step back, lift a foot and spin kick you in the head, sending you down hard again. I pull down my pants totally, kicking my boots away too. I proceed to peel my tight tank top, leaving me totally naked, flexing my muscular body. "This is going to be a beautiful night..."

Kad Royce

I managed to distance you from me. My gaze is fully caught in front of the thickness and size of your cock. I have rarely taken such big ones, and I wonder if I should be amazed at having been able to or delighted with them. But I don’t have time to think about it.

Your foot comes to connect with my head, sending me down again. Damn, I feel like I’m stuck in the asphalt because I can’t get up. The pain I feel just from pushing myself on my hands proves that I am more affected than I thought. I stop for a few seconds when I see you undressing. You are now almost completely naked.

For a few seconds, you leave me the pleasure of admiring the body of the one who is going to dominate me and honestly for now, even though I know that this domination will be wild and violent, I’m not sure it displeases me.

Muscle Marine

I see your eyes glued on me, stopping your recovery abruptly, keeping you down. "What's the matter? In awe? Never seen a real man undress before? Or is it my muscles that are too much for you?"

I make my pecs bounce and my abs ripple then tense all of a sudden. I smile when I see your eyes grow wider. "Yeah. I get that a lot. Bet that pecker down there is hard as a steel pipe... and a broken leaking faucet." Pointing at your cock under you.

Kad Royce

You talk to me like no one ever has. That confident tone, that arrogance in your voice, all of this troubles me as never before. I look at you and I’m speechless at the spectacle I see. Your body is driving me crazy; your attitude is driving me crazy.

I’m almost about to want to stop fighting, stop struggling and let go completely. You’re not far from succeeding in making sure that I offer myself to you. But I know very well that you are not a guy who likes easy prey. I’ll have to keep resisting, even if it’s hopeless...

I smile at you and tell you "I was wondering what the guys from the dock could find in you. And now that I see you naked, I know why they were wrong. You have nothing for yourself!"

Muscle Marine

I pull back a step. "Nothing of me?" Looking at you quizzically, but still in a fighting position, ready for any cheap trick you got in your sleeves. "What do you mean?"

One hand drops to my cock, stroking it slowly, very slowly. If you are trying to stall and buy yourself time, you might be succeeding, but you don't know that I am not a man with great patience, and it is running out now.

Kad Royce

Even though I thought I still had the courage to face you, I can’t find that spark that characterized me before. Is this the way you talk to me? Is it your attitude.

Is it the pain I feel in my back since my many falls? Is it your beautiful body or this big cock that you’re caressing. I have to admit that I feel completely distraught in front of you. I don’t move and I’m like petrified in front of this show.

Muscle Marine

I step closer now to you, ignoring your comments. I grab you tightly by the jaw and pull your head up... guiding with my other hand my cockhead to your lips.

I push it in and invade your mouth... then your throat and push deep. "Suck it, boy. You gonna need it wet."

Kad Royce

You’re getting close to me and I’m not moving. I even believe that, deep down, this is what I want and I wish for. Your wet glans lands on my lips and I can taste your prelude just moments before you sink without giving me time to take a breath.

I feel your power invading me, I’m choking a little but I’m too happy to suck this dick to show you. I think you managed to make someone different from me when I realize that I’m on my knees sucking you greedily.

Muscle Marine

I pick up the pace and start fucking your throat faster... "You like that, huh?" As I feel you not fighting back anymore, surrendering. I grab your face tight and push deeper. I smile at you as I see you looking up.

"I am not your average dock manager... And this is why the police and higher authority let me stay. They know better than to mess with me and my men. It’s not just another prick like you who is going to come and make my whole set up crumble down."

I push my cock deeper again and see your eyes budge out, from lack of air.

Kad Royce

You don’t listen to any of my comments. I don’t even know if you see the pleasure I take. But you keep getting carried away. I feel the slobber dripping around my mouth. I feel the heat from your cock filling my throat. The air is getting harder to find, but I don’t care.

My tongue clings to your thick cock vein to try to give you all the pleasure you deserve. My eyes are almost completely repelled. For a few moments, I tell myself that I’m going to fall unconscious because your big cock is choking me.

Muscle Marine

Right before I feel you choke and lose consciousness, I pull out, letting you take in the air you need before slamming back in.

I face fuck you for what seems like an eternity. I laugh about it, seeing your body tense under me. "What is the matter? Enjoying it too much?"

Kad Royce

For a few seconds, the air fills my lungs. I just have time to take a breath. Then you resume your work of destruction. Because it is. You’re not just destroying my throat. You also destroy my will, you destroy my determination to win, you destroy my desire to take control of this dock.

You’re asking me if I’m enjoying myself too much. Your cock, firmly stuck in my mouth, is preventing me from responding. But the state of my body, my stiff and fleeting cock clearly indicates to you that you give me a huge one. I try to control my mind so as not to lose my focus under your blows with my cock.

Muscle Marine

I suddenly pull out completely out of your throat and mouth and step back, smiling, admiring how broken you are now. I bend down, grab your foot and pull you, making you lay flat on the ground, on your back first...

Then, twisting your leg, I turn you over. Knowing you might regain your full senses in a second and try to crawl away, I drop a knee on your lower back and pin you.

"Just to make sure you don't try anything stupid or run away." Rubbing my massive cock at your ass now, leaving a wet trail or pre-cum on your cheeks.

Kad Royce

The air comes back to me, and I feel like an infant discovering breathing for the first time. I gasp; I take advantage of this ennobling sensation that burns the lungs. But my respite is short-lived. You pull my foot and my body collapses on the pavement.

My head hits the platform violently and you take advantage of it to turn me around by sitting on me. I can’t even try to escape and I’m not sure if I feel like it.

I feel your hot and humid cockhead from my slobber against my asshole. My body is starting to shudder, knowing that what will happen is inevitable.

Muscle Marine

"What's the matter stud? Afraid? That ass cannot clench any tighter... Hahahahaha." I keep sliding my cock along your crack, each time coring a bit deeper, until the cockhead pushes in between those muscular buns and pops in, towards your hole.

I drill slowly, un-phased by any of your clenching or flexing. I have one goal now - to make an example out of you although there is no one around to see it happen.

It’s just you and me. But i am still determined to teach you a lesson you are not about to forget - a life-altering experience that will leave you changed... at least around me.

And with that thought in mind, I push in deep, popping your cherry and invading your darkest parts, coring you. I love the way your whole-body bucks, you scream and try to tighten more around my cock.

Kad Royce

What the fuck is happening to me? I’m starting to shiver as I feel your dick sticking to my hole. Is it fear or desire? I didn’t know that the thrill of being caught by a man as dominant as you could put you in such a state.

I feel that you are penetrating me and I can’t help but escape a moan that will prove to you that I am enjoying myself. The more you enter, the more my tremors increase. The more my ass adapts to the width of your cock, the more my tremors turn into a spasm.

I don’t understand what you’re doing with me. I didn’t think it was possible to submit myself in this way. I considered myself an alpha and now you’re turning me into a faggot. I have to hold back so I don’t ejaculate without my hands because you give me so much pleasure.

Muscle Marine

I feel you squirm more under me. Noticing your arms moving without any purpose, lost, I grab them, pull them up over your head, keeping them straight and taught.

"Relax stud. Just let yourself go. Enjoy it. It will be over soon, and all that you know from the past will be gone."

I start fucking you, hard, rough, mercilessly, pounding your ass to the floor, making sure your pelvis feels every thrust. I intertwine my legs with yours and spread them, making the entry to your hole even easier.

Kad Royce

I know that I won’t last long in the face of your power. You grab my arms to hold them over my head, forcing me to arch further. You press your pelvis against my hips, and I can feel your cock hitting my prostate with each of your strokes.

Our legs are intertwined and my ass is totally offered to you. I moan more and more loudly and just as I know that I’m losing my semen on the asphalt, I close my eyes hoping you won’t have noticed.

Muscle Marine

"Hahahahaha. You came already? So fast? What's the matter stud? Not so tough anymore?"

Kad Royce

You noticed that I had lost my cum and you’re making fun of me. I feel so helpless in front of you and so ashamed for not keeping up.

I’m starting to move my ass around your sex to show you that I’m not completely finished, even though I feel like my sex is getting hard again.

Muscle Marine

I start fucking you brutally now, thrusting hard into you mercilessly. Feeling your ass try to tighten around my cock and milk it, I laugh. "Pathetic."

Kad Royce

You mock my efforts and you resume your hellish fuck. I am exhausted from what you are doing to me. You broke my body; you broke my spirit and now you’re literally breaking my ass.

I put my chest against the asphalt, no longer having the strength to stand on my arms... I’m nothing but a vulgar hole that you’re fucking, and I feel like my dick is leaking again. And to think that I thought for a moment that I was going to be able to milk you when I can no longer do it.

Muscle Marine

"You want my load inside you? Is that what you are trying to do?" As I feel you clench your ass tightly around my shaft while I am fucking you brutally and without any remorse. "You need it?"

I suddenly pull out completely out of you, flip you over and slam you on your back. I like it when my opponents watches me as I rip through them. I lift your legs up and inch my way back towards you, pushing deep into your hole, coring you out again. I bend over you, folding your legs towards your head, and slap you to wake you fully again.

"ANSWER ME. YOU REALLY THOUGHT YOU COULD COME AND TAKE OVER... JUST LIKE THAT? I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO COOPERATE..."

Kad Royce

All my efforts to dry you up are reduced to nothing. You withdraw from me and suddenly, I feel a terrible lack. I’m starting to think that you made me addicted to your dick, that I can’t live without you in me anymore.

But you turn me around by hitting me on the back before crushing me against the asphalt. You look into my eyes at the same time as you look into my ass with your cock. The feeling is even more heavenly than before. I see your muscles contracting with each of your thrusts.

I can sense the traces of precum on my abs, which are getting brighter and brighter. I push my hands into the ground as if I wanted to scratch the asphalt.

Damn, that’s so good. Damn, you’re beautiful. When you ask me the question, I’m not sure I understood correctly. So, I reply, as if it were my last breath: "Whatever you want, but keep fucking me, please!"

Muscle Marine

"Hahahaha. That’s right." As I slam hard. Each thrust makes you expel a loud moan, and I feel your ass contract. I pull all the way out, keeping just the head of my cock in your hole. I look into your eyes. "Here it comes..."

And I slam hard into you, balls deep. I hold it there and start unloading what can only be described as buckets of cum... thick, hot gunk that will eventually stick to your warm insides for days. I know you can feel every gush, every shot, every firing jet of my thick load deep into your 'womb'.

Kad Royce

Your rhythm is accelerating. How can I describe what I feel? It’s both painful and terribly pleasant. I feel both that you will break my pelvis but that you will take me to unknown territories. My moans indicate this incredible mix of sadness and sexual stupor.

Fortunately, no one is on the platform, otherwise I think he would be speechless. Suddenly, I feel that my body is flooded by your semen. I think flooded is not the right term. It’s more like a tsunami of semen ravaging my insides.

I think this word is the right one because it shows how physically and morally you are taking me away. My body contracts violently and suddenly I feel like everything has failed inside me as I flood my abs with my own sperm.

Muscle Marine

I smile at you when I see that cock of yours shrivel after spewing yet another load. "Hahahaha. Nice one." As I slap your cock, but it barely reacts, exhausted. I reach down and slide my hand behind your nape, pulling your torso up towards me.

Then grabbing your face with both hands, I make you look at me deeply in my eyes. "You ready for what comes next?" As I tighten my hands at your head. I could snap your neck right here and now, or I can show mercy and let you go... offering you an alternative...

Kad Royce

I am exhausted. Physically, my whole body hurts. My back, which has violently hit the ground several times, my head, which has been struck with force, and my ass, which is completely destroyed after the fuck. I don’t even talk about my mind.

I could almost laugh at thinking that one day I could take your place, could claim the status of alpha. You have possessed me, as I have never been possessed. You lift my head and straighten it. You hold my skull through your two broad palms. I don’t know what you’re going to do. But my whole being dreams of you asking me to become your partner.

My whole being dreams that you took as much pleasure as the one you gave me. My lips tremble when I say yes. I think I have the tone of a young girl to whom Prince Charming was asking for his hand.

Muscle Marine

A wide evil grin wraps my face as I pull your head towards me more. My biceps bulge and you see them grow. You can feel my cock harden inside you again, since it didn't pull out although it went soft for a bit.

I push into you, rubbing my balls at your ass. "I could easily snap your head, kill you." I look deep into your eyes. "But if I do that... I won't have anything to play with..."

I laugh, making my whole-body shake, tugging on your neck at the same time, and making my cock move and gyrate inside you.

Suddenly, I let you go, watching you drop back to the asphalt. Push your legs wider apart, open in a split, and push deeper into you. My cock swells up inside you and start filling you up again with another load.

This time, I pull out as I am still cumming and standing up, I aim my cock at you, coating your abs, pecs and the last shot landing on your face.

Kad Royce

I thought I was already totally humiliated with what you did to me. I had already understood that you were submitting me as no one had ever done. But you keep going even though you’ve just marked me with your seed deep down in my being.

My cock is getting hard again as yours grows inside me. I feel that what you’re going to give me is going to be even more intense than the previous orgasms, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle it. But do I have a choice? Isn’t that now my destiny?

That’s when you withdraw from me. I immediately feel a lack and a liberation. Not having you in me anymore certainly allows me to catch my breath, my spirits.

But the pleasure you gave me was such that I wish it never stopped. But even before I catch my breath again, you’re discharging new strings of sperm onto my body. They are so powerful that they reach my face as if you were marking me with your hold, as if I had become your property.

Muscle Marine

As I finish cumming my massive load all over you, I lift a still booted foot and slam it into your gut hard, grinding my heel all over the cum puddle formed by my load and yours.

Pushing down, I bend over you, grab my pants and pull them up, covering myself, getting dressed. I look down at you and smile. "I'll send someone to help you. Get yourself cleaned and changed. Rest and come back and join me. I will have something for you to do."

As I pull my foot off your gut, I pull it back and kick you one last time at your balls, making sure you understand your place now.

Kad Royce

Normally, I should be humiliated. Normally, I should feel humiliated by your behavior. But I think you turned my head so much that I am honored to be your property.

You spread the cum on my body as if I were a doormat, as if you wanted to tattoo me and show me that I am yours. Your foot crushes my stomach, and I feel that the little air I was able to regain will soon leave my body.

You give me orders and I only hear that you want me to join you. I smile knowing that my path by your side is not yet finished. You get dressed. Before leaving, you blow my balls with your shoes.

I’m writhing like a worm on the pavement, completely naked and covered in cum. I should be desperate and mortified but knowing that I’m going to do another part of my journey with you gives me a form of strength.

Muscle Marine

I walk away laughing, as I grab my phone on the floor a bit far from where we were fighting, call someone and tell him to come clean up. Looking back at you, watching you squirm, I smile... "Don't be late."

THE END

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