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Nick-The Beast

MuscleMarine

Nick-The_Beast: To finance my dental studies, I got a job at a museum. I need the money, so it's important to me to do good work. I'm examining the works of art closely and working meticulously through my list when I hear a faint crack. What the hell was that? I was missing that today. But nothing else happens, so I continue to devote myself to the list and study my schedule. It's incredibly warm in this room, and I'm sweating profusely.

MuscleMarine: I am on a mission - well paid job - to steal an artwork for a wealthy buyer. And this job won't be different than my other successful jobs - I usually get it done, no matter what, no matter how - nothing stops me. absolutely nothing. Not even this new employee I see as I break myself into the museum's private art gallery. Cracking the sky-glass window, I slip in and make my way on the top ledge, I hook my rope to the ceiling and slide down all the way to the floor, landing a couple of feet behind you.

MuscleMarine: I stealthily slip out of the room where you are and make my way to the large gallery room, well lit, where my target is displayed on a pedestal with a glass covering.

Nick-The_Beast: I realize I've lost track of time while studying everything and examining the pieces in detail. I continue unbuttoning my shirt—but this clothing is thick. I grab my flashlight and begin my rounds. I leave the room and go downstairs.

MuscleMarine: As I approach my prize, I hear footsteps coming my way. Must be the new guy I just saw - he seemed like a big guy, not the usual type of guards they would hire, especially for this section of the museum. I hide behind a column, watching you walk by, sizing you up, analyzing your walk. I smile as I see you have unbuttoned your shirt because it is hot in here - unusual in the museum - only it is my doing when I cranked up the temperature to force you away from the artworks and into the main hall where it is cooler, giving me space and freedom to carry on with my mission.

Nick-The_Beast: I begin my tour and check everything down to the last detail, but everything is normal, until suddenly I go upstairs. There's someone there. I creep upstairs, very close to the railing, my shirt sticking to me and every muscle and chest clearly visible. I hide at the top of the stairs and see a muscle-bound, scary-looking hulk of a man. And damn, now my radio and my cell phone are in the room. So I only have one choice: I have to overpower you. I study your movements closely and analyze your body, and with every movement I feel more and more uneasy. yt#

MuscleMarine: I see you have spotted me, smiling at me as I step out of my hiding, into the empty space in the gallery. I dont try to hide myself anymore and wave you over. "You caught me. Come on over..." mockingly joining my wrists together, taunting you to come cuff me.

Nick-The_Beast: Shit, even though I'm making myself small, he must have spotted me. I'm sweating all over, even my shorts are sticking to my cock and clearly showing it. I spread myself and pump myself up as I approach you. I look at you coldly and say to you, "Stop and raise your hands." I puff myself up like a peacock and tense all my muscles to make the biggest impression possible.

MuscleMarine: I mockingly raise my arms. "Please... don't shoot." Knowing you don't have your gun that you forgot in the archive room. And as you get close, I rush at you, jump and roundhouse kick you in the head. "Who is gonna make me?" As I watch you reel and fall on your back a couple of feet away.

Nick-The_Beast: Aaaarrgh before I can even react you hit me on the head with your kick first I stagger through the hall before I crash loudly onto the floor what was that a battering ram I feel the cold floor beneath me and moan loudly

Nick-The_Beast: I pull myself up onto my knees and shake myself damn what am I doing

MuscleMarine: "You are the new guard they hired for the night shift? You are the one who is going to keep this place safe?" I chuckle as I turn around towards my target, walking up tot he glass display. I can see you in the reflection so I am not worried of any sudden moves. I smile as I see you get on your knees, and looking puzzled.

Nick-The_Beast: I come up to myself and I see your rope lying next to you. I want to grab it as fast as lightning, put it around your neck and cut off your air. Damn it, I have to succeed. I can't let this animal get away. I wait for the right moment and dive in your direction.

MuscleMarine: I see you in the glass as you rush towards me and simply sidestep, watching you rush past me with the rope in hand. I grab the other end of it and tug on it - pulling you back, preventing you from slamming into the display, breaking it and setting off the alarm. I wait for you, stumbling towards me, to grab you by the waist and lift you off the floor. I slam you down hard after lifting you, making sure you feel the impact in your lower back. "That should keep you down a bit. I have a job to do."

Nick-The_Beast: I run past you, sweat is running down you pull me back, you practically play with me and when I stumble you throw me to the ground, I scream as I crash into him, I writhe, the shirt slips out of my pants and exposes my chest which twitches mightily and is wet with sweat as I rear up

MuscleMarine: I lift a foot and slam it hard to your gut, grinding my heel into your abs. I bend down and pulling a key card from my boot, you realize I came prepared. Smiling at you as I swipe the card at a little scanner at the bottom of the pedestal and the alarm is turned off. I lift my foot off you as I feel you struggle and step back to continue my job. I start lifting the glass case when I see you crawl back and flip to your feet next to me.

Nick-The_Beast: You have the glass cabinet in your hand, that's my chance, I think, and I jump up, grab your head and hammer it against the glass cabinet, once it withstands your skull, the second time it shatters into a thousand pieces, which also means that you have free hands now, and I see your razor-sharp gaze and the snorting of a bull that sees me as if I were a red trorero

MuscleMarine: I barely have time to drop the glass box to the floor that you come rushing into me, slamming it against my head, not once, but twice, shattering it. I am furious and my hands now free, I rush at you and grab you at the throat with both hands. I clasp them tight and lift you slowly off the floor and rush you into the wall behind you.

Nick-The_Beast: I take off my shirt and present you my fully trained body as I stagger back to you when I am in front of you I throw the shirt around your neck and want to take your breath away I hope to be able to crack you this way but I feel an unbridled power in you

MuscleMarine: As I let you go and pull back, you are relentless and manage to pull your shirt off and wrap it around my neck. You tug and tighten it, choking me. But I am not your ordinary thief... I grab the shirt and tug at it, pulling you closer, only to have your gut met by my extended fist. This latter lands right on target, and I twist it, coring its way into your gut.

Nick-The_Beast: I'm choking you and I see you struggling but then you put your fist right in my abs damn I'm almost going out I'm getting dizzy I'm tugging at my shirt as I get to my knees, I still see the chance and ram my head straight into your balls as my hands pull you towards me by your shirt in a daze before you let the shirt fall

MuscleMarine: Your head to my bulge makes me scream in pain. But I manage to free myself from the shirt and pull back. I grab my bulge and massage it. As you try to regain your breath, I seize the opportunity, jump and roundhouse kick you in the head, sending you down hard. I rush on top of you, grab your shirt from your hand and wrap it around your neck in return. "You wanted to kill me? I will show you what I do to people who try that..."

Nick-The_Beast: I land next to the broken glass as you zip up your shirt and I gasp. I feel that I can't hold out for long, so I grab the broken pieces, grab a few and press them into your face. I hope the damage is greater to you than to me as I try to reclaim my shirt, veins are popping out all over my sweaty body.

MuscleMarine: I scream as I let go of you and pull back. You managed to rub some pieces of glass into my face, making me bleed. Anger consumes me and I peel my tank top to wipe my face. I throw the bloodied rag at you, as a distraction, and rush in your direction again. I pummel your gut hard with punches, giving you barely space to pull away or stop the hits or flex that hot ripped abdomen. "I am going to destroy you." I tell you, making sure you feel every hit on your bricks.

Nick-The_Beast: I scream but I can take it and again I grab the glass shards this time I catch your chest and try to stop you while I scream and scream as your punches thunder into my stomach and I writhe as the shards I press against your chest

MuscleMarine: Again, you manage to stab me with another piece of glass in my chest, making me pull back a few steps away from you. I watch you stumble back into the wall behind you. I grab the glass and pull it out of my chest and throw it on the side. "You will pay for this." Luckily the cut is not too deep. I lunge at you and instead of attacking your gut again, I clap your ears, ringing you. I step back again, watching you dizzy and stumbling from side to side a bit - giving me enough time to step to the pedestal and swipe the diamond out of its stand. I slip it into the little pouch hanging at my waist.

MuscleMarine: Instead of making a run for it, I turn to you, and smile... making you understand we are going to continue the fight.

Nick-The_Beast: I stagger through the hall, dazed, my ears throw me off balance, and I practically run into your arms, and I see you pocketing the diamond.

MuscleMarine: As you run into me, I snap clasp my arms around you and lock them behind your back. I hug you and start to squeeze you tight... very tight. "You are ready to submit? Or you wish to keep fighting for your art...? hahahahaha." I taunt you devilishly, knowing I have the upper-hand in this fight. I shake you in my hug, and as your crotch rubs against mine, you feel my bulge growing, pushing outwards. "You feel that?"

Nick-The_Beast: I moan are you also a faggot I writhe in your grip and try to use the fact that my legs are near your balls and I want to ram my leg into them I hope that I can grab it and finally break you

MuscleMarine: I feel you wiggling, especially your legs. "Don't try anything stupid or it might be the last thing you do." Anticipating the hit you wanna try to my balls. I suddenly let go of you and as you drop, I lift a knee into your dropping chin, snapping your head back. You drop to my feet, sprawled. I straddle your back and grabbing your arms, I lift them up and over my knees, in a camel clutch hold.

Nick-The_Beast: Aaargh, the guy is practically playing with me. I moan, then the animal is on top of me and his knee is on my neck and makes me crash to the ground. Before I can react, you have me in a camel clat. My body is wet with sweat and slides back and forth in your grip, but even that doesn't help me much. I scream and buck wildly, my tits dance and I tense everything to throw you off. The incredible scent of your sweat reaches me, oh no.

MuscleMarine: You manage to buck me off of you, but with my tight grip still on your wrists, I pull you along with me, and now have you laying on my chin and knees, lifted up in the air while I rock on my back. I drop you all of a sudden and roll you away from me. I get up and instead of leaving, I stand there, waiting for you to recover again. "Somehow I don't feel like leaving this place without giving something in return." I laugh and as you get up, I rush at you, and start landing a flurry of punches to your gut, tenderizing it, making your whole body shake.

Nick-The_Beast: I moan and come to, I'm just about to pull my shorts up when you pounce on me and cover me, I can take a lot but it hurts, I moan and only see one chance, I lift my knee and ram it into your balls and at the same time give you a headbutt with my head, I know that I have to crack him now and I put everything into this action

MuscleMarine: You manage the knee to my balls which makes me drop and you miss your headbutt by an inch. I reach up and grab your head, shoving it backwards. I groan on my knee, but reach out and snap grab your bulge in your shorts that you just pulled up. I tug on them and drag you towards me, and down to kneel in front of me. "You can either make pretty and submit, or I can do what I do best and end you? Which will it be?"

Nick-The_Beast: I moan, I can't submit, I have to defeat you! I moan and scream under your balls. Full of aggression and my reserves, I grab your breast and squeeze them with all my strength while I try to headbutt you again. My balls give me a burst of power, and you'll feel it, but it also awakens the whole animal in you again.

MuscleMarine: As you land a headbutt this time, and I feel a trickle of blood from my nose, there is a deep anger that surfaces. I smile at you but then instantly fades away as i grab you by the throat tightly. I hold you in place and headbutt you in return hard. "This is how its done." As I can see you feel dizzy and disoriented. I get up slowly to my feet, lifting you up along with me. I shove your arms wide open, and pummel your chest hard. each blow moving outwards to your shoulder joint. And when I reach your armpits, I claw at them, push two fingers under them and hook them tight. I tug and apply pressure on your veins to make your arms numb.

Nick-The_Beast: When I saw the blood, I thought I had you, but then you hit my head. I feel dizzy and I'm half-passed out. You pick me up and now you're playing with my toned body. I moan and tremble, my arms go numb. What's going on?

MuscleMarine: "Starting on my art-work. I cannot steal from the museum without replacing it with something as valuable..." I smile as I watch your arms drop useless, and squatting, I start working on your sides, slamming hard fists, aiming to snap a couple of ribs. "I need to loosen you up. This is going to be great." I punch and hear a cracking sound in one or two ribs on the first side before moving to the other.

Nick-The_Beast: You rob me of my arms I moan what's the point of that I ask you, but you start to work on my ribs and we get closer and closer to the works of art that are hung with clamps and I moan no when I suspect despite the ribs what awaits me but I am paralyzed

MuscleMarine: I see the clamps and I see you looking at them, but I ignore for now. I move to your other side and keep pounding your lats, making you bend to one side... until I make sure I hear a crack and you scream in pain. Something is broken and I know I can move on with my work, my artwork. I can feel you are beginning to tire and drop forward a bit, bending... just the way I like it.

Nick-The_Beast: You start to play with me, I can only feel and tremble, moan and scream, happy that you leave my chest alone, I have to endure how you break my ribs, I gasp for air and my steel body buckles, like I never would have thought possible

MuscleMarine: I am ripping through you like you are made of paper. I grab your shoulder tightly, look into your eyes. "You ever had a pretzel? They taste so good, right?" And before you can answer, I start bending you forward, folding you. With the help of two broken ribs on each side, it is easy to bring your head to your own bulge. "You ever tasted your own cum too?" As I grab your shorts, pull them down and free your cock again, making you suck it, against your will.

Nick-The_Beast: I moan with wide-open eyes and can't believe what's happening to me. You push me down and I feel my own cock. I lick it and suck it under your pressure. I scream. No one has ever humiliated me like you. I don't know what's happening to me and have to watch helplessly.

MuscleMarine: You don't only watch, I force you to suck your cock. I laugh as you do and tell you I will help you. As I position myself in front of you, your ass rubbing my bulge as you swing back and worth while sucking your tool. I keep a hand on you, still, and slide my other one into my pants to fish out my monster cock. I place it at your ass, aiming it at your taint, and push. Easily popping your cherry, I slide in while you scream loudly. Luckily the alarms are not trigger by sound. I laugh and start pounding your ass mercilessly, adding to the push of your hips and pelvis, forcing your cock deeper into your throat.

Nick-The_Beast: I am in a state of shock and cannot believe what is happening, I am stunned and full of pain and horniness then I feel your cock oh god my throbs and twitches as you push into me I want to scream but my own cock ensures that only quiet sounds escape

MuscleMarine: "Shhhhh. Enjoy it... Just like the artworks..." I laugh as I pound you deeper. Then suddenly, I grab your loose arms and pull them to me. I slip them under your ass and my fucking tool, keeping them secure under you. I keep fucking you, hard, and I feel your ass twitching and tightening around my tool. "Come on, NightGuard... Blow for me. This will be over soon."

Nick-The_Beast: I'm shaking like a leaf and moaning, damn, what is he up to and what does he want with me? He has his diamond, it's pounding in my head, and then you keep thrusting, and my cock throbs and twitches. Then my first precum comes.

MuscleMarine: I pound harder when I see your cock dribble and it oozes out of your mouth. "Suck on it, bitch." I push in deep and I feel your ass tighten more this time. I know you are close, and you just need a little push. My cock slams deep in you and it sends you over the edge, feeling you shake all over. I laugh, knowing you have no choice but to swallow with your cock deep in your throat.

Nick-The_Beast: I feel your monster cock inside me and my cock shoots inside me, I swallow and gag, my mouth is running over us and it's dripping down, I'm stunned and full of fear about what's still waiting for me because the night is still damn long and this guy seems to be having fun humiliating me, to tormenting me, almost torturing me, I hear you moaning and now I have an idea what's waiting for me

MuscleMarine: As you cum and your ass tightens around my shaft, you force me to dump my load deep in you. I laugh, enjoying this. I slap your ass... "Yeah. Night Cumdump." I pull out of you, and keep holding you down, your ass up a bit, to make sure my cum remains in you. I reach out to the painting next to us, and I pull one of the clamps holding it. I use it on your ass, to keep your hole shut. "This will help keep my load in you... Hahahahaha" I let go of you and go to the painting to pick the other clamp.

Nick-The_Beast: I moan and I tremble, my muscles are broken, who would have ever thought that, in the gym I was one of the strongest and best built and now he slaughters me like a pig and I have no chance, I am at your mercy and I try everything but my muscles no longer obey me as if they had surrendered to you and raised the white flag

MuscleMarine: I use the second clamp to grab your hands under you and hold them together. Now that you are pretzelled, I lift you up and position you on the pedestal where the diamond was on display. Rocking you back and forth, I fix your position until the stand that held the diamond slides into your ass. I place you on display, all balled up, your cock still lodged in your mouth. I slide a finger in between your lips and slip the now limp tool out, letting you breathe.

Nick-The_Beast: You pull me into your positions and then you place me on the concrete block that held the diamond. I moan as the rod penetrates, and then you pull me up. I gasp, "What more do you want? You've got everything you wanted." I look at you with wide, frightened eyes

MuscleMarine: "What more? Hahahaha. You think you got anything more to give me?" I tap the pouch with the diamond... "I got everything I want." I position you right on the pedestal. And walking around, I grab more clamps from other paintings that I just unhinge and lay on the ground. I use the clamps on your nips, stretching them a bit to meet each other. Once I am done with you as the artwork, I eclipse myself into the storage room on the other level through the door close by, and return a couple of minutes later with a new glass cabinet. I place it over you and start to stuff you forcefully into it.

Nick-The_Beast: I moan violently again and again, then you get the clamps I scream begging No, what do you not want please, but you know no mercy and I scream when you pinch my nipples immediately my cock stands up and I slump and moan whimpering to myself. What else awaits me here I think only

Nick-The_Beast: Then you come with a new display case from the warehouse, and I look at you with wide eyes, speechless, what do you intend to do? But then you already put it over me, my swan. ...

MuscleMarine: I laugh as you scream, begging for me to have mercy and let you go. But I push you in, making sure all your limbs are well tucked in before sliding the glass box further down, until it is secured onto the pedestal. Clicking the lock on the base, it snaps shut, and suddenly, it sucks the air inside creating a vacuum, squeezing your body tight inside the display case.

MuscleMarine: "Like I said. I take some and give back... A live artwork." As i slip away, through the door on the side, leading to the archive and depot room. The authorities and the museum administrators will have a field day tomorrow when they find you.

So now it's your turn to interpret the artwork and say how you or your colleagues or the museum director feel about it. We are very curious about your ideas, dreams, and longings.

Published: 2025-05-25, viewed 143 times.

Comments

Freaker

2025-05-26 11:22

Fuck. !!!! I m a art collector ! would love to have that piece in my collection dead or alive.

What a great idea also to hire a muscled sweaty beast to protect the place. Would change to have muscular and sexy guards displayed in the middle of the Art, when visiting a museum.

Hot back and forth story, in an original place, with 2 sexy studs. Thank you for sharing in THE HIGH TABLE

Max Freaker

Apollo Dante

2025-05-26 22:45

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Freaker I always love your detailed comments here you capture all the details of the bout so well….The High Table fed has so many talented wrestlers/story tellers for sure. And MuscleMarine and Nick the Beast both did awesome work in this creative story! Loved it from start to finish. I am so pleased you both wanted to share it with us in the HOTSHOTS FIGHT FED..thanks so much!