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BigBear against Boltz

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Boltz: So a classic muscle vs fat match ! Dominant BigBear against Boltz the guy who is often outbulked even though he is big himself ae 270 lb
Boltz: Entering ring first listening to his fans cheering
Boltz:
Boltz: Posing on top of the ringpost flexing
IamBigBear: The room goes dark. The sound of war drums begins to fill the recently silent chamber. A cold stillness in the air as a spotlight shines brightly on the entrance. The 400 lb Big Daddy Bear enters the arena wearing only a 5xl black speedo and black boots. As I waddle toward the ring, seeing you gloat and flex, I remain focused. Each thunderous step causing my tree trunk thighs, rotund belly, and pillowy chest to jiggle. Approaching the ring apron, I grasp the bottom rope firmly. It bends from my sheer mass as I climb up and squeeze between the top and middle rope. Sweat is already glistening as it slowly drifts down my titanic body. I take my place in the opposite corner. My enormous sumo frame filling the entire space. My heavy, python sized arms rest over the top ropes to either side. Glaring at you, a sensation of dread creeps into your mind as you realize you are now trapped in an arena with a monster.
IamBigBear: The bell sounds.
Boltz: I knew you were big from the footage I had seen……… but fuck !!!! You are enormous !!
IamBigBear:
Boltz: Your speedo struggling to contain your massive cock and balls. My own cock rising as I stare at this huge slab of humanity in front of me. Scared yes but also turned on.
Boltz: Bell rings as I am still processing all my thoughts my emotions and trying to work out how to get you down. I am not that agile as so bulky but will need to use aerial moves. Leaping up onto top rope staring down at you then I launch myself at you from top rope going for a cross body slam across your chest to i hope get you over onto your back
Boltz:
IamBigBear: I waddle to center ring. Each hefty step shaking the canvas below. You decide to leap at me for a cross body, but my tree trunk thighs are firmly planted. I reach out and catching you, your chest and belly smacking against my thick chest. My right arm is now firmly between your legs and my left is around your muscular shoulders. "You really work out bub. I can feel those abs. Too bad I brought a keg to this match." I growl and jump into the air. You slam hard onto your back at ring center as my 400 lb superchub body flattens you into the mat. Your cock twitches against my right forearm and I can feel just how hard you are. My burly hand moves to between your legs as I push down on your chest with one burly hand and also push down on your manhood with the other.
Boltz: Slamming into your huge chest with my full 270 lbs weight. But you don’t move an inch. Your arms grabbing me holding me in position. My chest and abs presses against you. I hear your words. Then you jump !! Falling towards the mats with me trapped in front of you
Boltz: BOOM !! Ring shaking as nearly 700 lbs lands on the mats with me squashed under your huge body. Crushed but horned up as my cock is rock hard. One hand on my chest pushing down to make it hard for me to breathe while other hand presses down on my cock making my balls churn. Already close to cumming !!
IamBigBear: There is no ref to this match. And no mercy either.
IamBigBear: After a few seconds, I feel your pecs start to breathe again. I lift your head off the mat, there is a glazing of your eyes already. Seems my weight crashing down on ya really took the wind out of your sails. "No giving up just yet buttercup." I taunt you, a confidence to my deep tone that unnerves you even more. I rise slowly to my knees, then to a standing base. My girthy frame at almost double your size. I land a huge elbow to your cheek and hold your head in place to land a two more. Then I throw a sledgehammer fist to your belly which causes you to keel over. "Oh, this will be fun lad." I growl as you hunch over and try to regain composure. Your arm resting up on my thick chest as you struggle to breathe. My massive belly pressing into your forehead.
Boltz: Huge elbows to my cheek as I lay there getting my air back. Staring up at you then a huge fist to my gut. You belly pressing on my forehead as I am slumped over. Desperate I use my other arm to slam into your balls hoping to get you away from me.
IamBigBear: Your fist connects. You keep your arm there for a moment my balls send waves of sharp pain throughout my big body. You feel my fat daddy bear cock, already fully erect, as it moves above your forearm. My heavy balls aching from the power of your build. "OOOOOF" I moan as I double over and back up, one arm catching the nearby rope. One big hand resting on my groin.
Boltz: Getting up nursing my ribs as I aim a kick straight into your face then another and another. Then kicks to your chest and belly making sure I keep clear of your arms. Moving outside the ring on the apron, I grab your arm of the ropes. Yanking it as I drop down to the ground
Boltz: Trying to injure or even dislocate your shoulder so you can’t get me in one of your dominating finishers as easily
IamBigBear: I don't notice you approach me until it is too late. Your breathing heavy, angered. A brick hits my cheek, then another and another. Your kick so strong they could break a sandbag in half. You land a to boot to the opposite side of my face and my other arm flies over the top rope, both arms now hanging over the apron. My plump chest and doughy belly vulnerable as you start to use my chest and belly as a punching bag. My pecs bounce. My belly absorbing your boot strikes as much as they can, but their damage is being done. All the air evacuates my lungs as I begin to drool, saliva dripping down my body. Then you vanish, a renewed sense of purpose as you slide out of the ring. I feel my heavy right arm pulled from behind as you yank it hard down and behind me. The sturdy ropes creating a terrible tension point. My sumo sized body weight being used against me as you anchor yourself. I turn my body in the ring and try to pull my arm free. No good. You twist at just the right angle and suddely, a searing sensation burns through my shoulder as I hear a popping sound. I yell out in agony. Half of my body is hanging out of the ring as the tope rope digs into my fat armpit. I try to pull on my now injured arm with my left arm, not wanting it to become any more injured. But the damage is done. I stomp on the mat, unable to loosen your grip as you cause me to reel in pain.
Boltz: I still have hold of arm using your huge weight against you. Still pulling it. Hearing the pop and the rip as it dislocated and muscles rip and tear.
Boltz: Pulling and pulling knowing you are probably too heavy to pull out of the ring but that’s to my advantage. But slowly slowly my power is forcing more of your bulk out of the ring. Staying away from edge of ring so if I can pull you out you can’t fall on me again
IamBigBear: I struggle to support your weight now that my broad shoulder is injured. My big body shakes as I unsuccessfully try to double up arms and pull you back up. "FUCK lad. LET GO." I yell at you. But you just grin and focus. Another tearing sensation rocks my arm. I can't sustain this. You twist my arm again and I howl. Something's gotta give. A few more moments pass and my brain meat finally has a thought. "Fine bub, you're fighting the mountain. Time for an avalanche." I adjust my weight slightly, my push the top rope down more as I allow my full mass to roll over the ropes and out of the ring. Like a boulder falling into a deep valley, my 400 lb frame tumbles hard onto the apron, where I slam my chest on the way and then down again to the concrete below. You had moved so there is no cushion for the fall. Just a hefty mass of sweaty and skin as my fat back hit the floor first. My thick chest heaving, praying for air to return.
Boltz: You roll like a huge boulder from a mountain side. I anticipate this moving out of the impact zone. Hearing your back hit the solid floor. Going in landing kicks to your chest belly and face. Grabbing your tree trunk leg and lifting it up so your foot is inside the ring. Stopping you get away as I stomp your thigh and knee with my foot repeatedly. With a few kicks to your balls added in
Boltz:
IamBigBear: The world is spinning and I'm being kicked while I'm down. I feel my tree trunk thigh lift as my boot now rests on the ring apron. Repeated kicks all over my big belly. You stomp on my girthy thigh that's still on the floor and jab my left knee with your foot as my leg is suspended. As I try to roll over, you stop me, spread my legs wide and send football kicks directly into my heavy balls. Three heavy boots crush my balls badly. "FUUCKKKK." As I try to reach down and hold my manhood. My fat daddy bear cock sending some precum out onto my rotund belly from the force of each impact. I can't reach all the way over my gut. I shake my hands, hoping you will stop the onslaught.
Boltz: You shake your hands asking me to stop. But I know you wouldn't if roles reversed so I carry on stomping your thigh and knee. Enjoying your precum. Then I get back in ring holding your ankle still and start to pull. Knowing I can’t pull you back in but aiming to damage your leg muscles and tendons so you can’t use leg properly
IamBigBear: Im only able to shake my right arm once before the adrenaline fades and Im faced with searing pain. The dislocation is real. My right arm falls across my mountainous chest as I try to hold it still. You start to pull my left leg up and bend it over the ring apron. I groan as my ankle bends in a manner it is not meant to. After a few moments of you twisting it in a make shift ankle lock, I try to kick at your hand with my free leg. Trying not to move my immense upper body much or disturb my shoulder.
IamBigBear: I connect with your hand and you drop my heavy leg with a thud back to the concrete.
IamBigBear: I roll over and sit up, pushing up off the floor with my good arm and holding my other arm close to my body.
Boltz: Hopefully your right arm and left leg are injured. Watching as you try to get up. Standing waiting ready to grab you as you get into ring
Boltz:
Boltz: Far enough back that you can’t grab me as you enter
IamBigBear: With painstaking effort, I get back up to a standing position. You look down at me as I hold my sweat slicked arm. My ankle is still fine, thankfully, so I waddle around the ring looking for a way in. You are half-climbing the ropes, glaring down at me with a smug grin. You know all about my previous shoulder injury and you knew reinjuring it would be the easiest way for you to win. “Didn’t think you’d stoop that low.” I grumble at you as I wince. My broad shoulder clearly out of sorts. Each throb making the muscles in my back ache.
IamBigBear: I wander to the metal steps and climb them, then stare at you. “No more funny business. Just wrestlin.” I growl. Climbing back into the ring, it’s easier to squeeze through the ropes because of my sweat soaked body, but holding my arm still is torture. Every slight move making me rethink the idea of continuing the match, but I persist. It’s too late to back out now. Have to teach this fella what it means to be a Super Heavyweight Champion. I waddle to mid ring and wait for ya. You’re busy flexing and your tiny speedo is tenting hard, barely able to hold your package in. My own fat daddy bear cock is throbbing too. I can feel the precum dripping down my tree trunk thigh as you make your way over to me.
Boltz: Keeping a safe distance then I aim a kick at your injured knee. Hearing your yell as it impacts. Getting onto ropes then launching a flying drop kick at your head to get you down onto the ground. Hearing the boots slam into your face
IamBigBear: My right shoulder twinges for a second and distracts me. I close my eyes for a millisecond. Your kick suddenly slams into the front of my left leg, causing it to buckle. I land on my knee and you instantly capitalize, sending a flying drop kick smashing into my head. The ceiling lights streak across my vision as my chubby cheek kisses the canvas. You kick a field goal directly into the bridge of my nose and I feel blood, lots of it. I think you broke my nose. I let out a loud groan and hold my face with my good arm. Pain. That’s all I feel. The mat shook as I landed. I can’t see you, but I can hear you prowling. I try to push myself to all fours with just my good arm, it buckles and shakes as my big body is taking a beating and supporting this weight with injuries becomes difficult.
Boltz: You are on all fours as I get my legs either side of your huge chest then butt drop into your back so you collapse face down onto the mats .
Boltz: Trampling on your back standing on it to weaken it then slamming kicks into your belly knees and head. Getting legs either side of your huge body facing your feet this time
Boltz: Your finisher is often a Boston crab. I wonder if you have ever had one done to you. Grabbing your heavy legs up bending them back waiting for the scream as the injured leg will be in pain
Boltz: Bending your inflexible back as I pull legs higher. Moving me own body so it’s straddling your head then I sit on your head bending you almost double to increase the intensity
IamBigBear: Each of your kicks feels like a steel beam bludgeoning my massive body. My doughy exterior absorbing as much as it can, but your fifth kick in sends me crashing back to the mat, huffing and groaning as my lungs don't fill up as much as they use to and there is a sharp pain associated with inhaling now. An anvil stands on my back, grinding my lower back and spine harshly followed swiftly by more kicks to my huge belly. As I reach down and cradle my big gut, you slam a field goal kick directly into my chubby face. Spit and a little blood spray across the mat as I hit the mat, hard. Sprawled out, trying to move, but unable to will my body into action. It's been a minute since I was forced to endure such a beating. Most fellas can't handle the sheer dominance of the Big Bear. Bolz is proving an exception. Him reactivating my injury really didn't do me any favors.
IamBigBear: I feel your full weight sit down on my fat back and gulp as I realize I've given you too much time to think of your next torturous move. My tree trunk legs bend backward and lock beneath your musclar armpits as you use my merciless finisher against me. "FUUCCCCCKKKK." I growl as you wrench my sumo body into a terribly destructive Boston Crab of Doom. My heavy arms clawing at the mat in front of me, praying the ropes are within reach, but they are not. We're at mid ring. I pound the mat twice in frustration as more spit flies out of my maw and my face contorts in agony. My heavy arm rising to reach for ropes it will never grasp. Is this the end....does the powerhouse Boltz fella make me tap with my own finisher?
Boltz: No way you can reach ropes as I pull your legs further arching your inflexible back more. I can hear and feel your agony but I am not finished yet. Suddenly I release you, standing on your back flexing then kicking your back as I get off
Boltz:
Boltz: Your other huge finisher is the rack ! I have overhead pressed over 450 lbs so I should be able to get you up. Pulling you up by your head one hand on your crotch other on your shoulders. My knees bent my back straight
Boltz: Locking out my knees as I lift you to chest height. Sweating and straining but in control. Crowd gasping as I start to lift you above my head.
IamBigBear: My fat back arches to the furthest it can. My fat daddy bear cock tenting in my 5xl speedo. My burly hand shaking above the mat, almost ready to tap out....when the hold finally releases. My tree trunk legs fall in the forest that is the empty ring and make a thunderous sound as they hit the mat with a thud. As you stand, I reach back and hold my lower back. So incredibly sore. Your foot stomps powerfully on my heavy balls from behind and I roar in pain as you crush them into the mat.
IamBigBear: My 400 lb sumo body is covered in sweat, beads trickling down my fat rolls as you grab hold of my hair and lift me to a standing position. I am wobbling back and forth. My heavy arms dangling down beside my thick body. I try to swing at you, but I miss. Another swing. Another miss. I'm heavily damaged and showing sluggish reflexes. You retaliate and grab hold of my huge bulge. Your strong hand nearly disappears between my impressively round thighs. As you squeeze my balls, I gasp and moan. I reach for you but you grasp my broad shoulders and lift. I feel my mountainous body leave the mat. You raise me high above your head with no problem whatsoever. Your iron clad grip still around my plump balls in a vice grip. "ARRRGGHHHHHH." I moan and attempt to struggle, but it's no use. You've got me right where you want me, the 400 lb sumo Daddy Bear in yet another vicious submission hold by the powerhouse beast Boltz.
Boltz: Attempting the rack I get you in position pulling your head down and crotch down to bend your already injured back again. But I can’t keep you in positing long as my legs are shaking. So I throw you ground. Roll you onto your belly
Boltz: Rip your speedo to reveal your huge butt as I pull my trunks down. Lay on you. Slamming my cock induce you huge hole and start to thrust. One arm round your throat to choke you out as I hold your head in place with the other. Aiming to cum inside you just before you ko
IamBigBear: I feel your arm wrap halfway around my thick neck. But you start to struggle below me. My size proving too much as you throw me off your shoulders. I slam down, face first. My chubby head bounces off the canvas. All of the air leaves my lungs in as my rotund belly takes the brunt of the force. The mat experiences an earthquake as my big body comes to rest. The sound of your boots makes my eyes open. Suddenly, my speedo are ripped off, thrown somewhere I can't see as your fully, toned body lays down on my fat back. I feel your warm breath exhaling on my neck. I rod pressed against my lower back, hard and strong, it is fully erect as it trails down and teases my jiggling as cheeks. Slowly, sensually, your beefy cock presses between my pillowy ass cheeks and finds my hole. Your arm wraps around my girthy neck and locks in a merciless chokehold as you rear naked choke and fuck me. My heavy arms try to relieve the pain in my neck by grabbing your arm, but I am unable to pry you free. I'm being used brutally for your pleasure. I reach for the ropes again, but they are too far. No hope of escape. My fat daddy bear cock, fully erect, presses and rubs into the mat below making a huge puddle of precum and self masturbating me. I let out a loud moan and grit my teeth. "That....all....you.....got...." I choke out breathlessly as Im rammed and plowed into oblivion.
Boltz: I feel and hear you cum. Timing my own climax to just before you ko. I start to thrust harder after you challenge me to do so. At same time squeezing and choking you harder as ref lifts your beefy arm first time. A yell of pain as it’s the injured arm. Telling ref to try the other one with a grin. When ref releases your good arm it slowly falls. I continue to thrust as ref lifts arm again
IamBigBear: I lay brutalized on the mat. Taking your savage fucking. Unable to keep my good arm raised. It hits the mat a second time. The vibration causes my injured arm to stir with pain and I moan in pain. My fat daddy bear cock close to a second orgasm already just from you stimulating my prostate so powerfully. My enormous body jiggling with each thrust you make.
Boltz: Ref about to grab arm a third time but I tell him no as I release choke hold. Still locked deep inside your arse I grab your arms with my hands and pull my upper body to upright position stretching your arms and bending your back . I continue ploughing you smashing your prostate. Warning you i want you to cum a couple more times before I decide to finish match
IamBigBear: You release the choke hold and I take my first real breath of air in minutes. It is short-lived, however. I feel you grab my good arm, then my injured arm. I scream in pain as you pull them both back behind me and use them as reigns. Your huge cock plowing deep inside. "Fuccckkkk......you......." I growl, but I have no energy to fight back. My injured arm is now a liability, keeping me in check. Tendons tearing, threatening never to heal again if this doesn't end soon. My huge chest lifted off the mat, my big belly like a massive seal's bouncing with each thrust you make. Sweat drips down my bulky pecs and deep cleavage as I groan and moan. My big belly crushing and masturbating my fat daddy bear cock still, another orgasm on the way.
Boltz: “Come on fat man. Cum for me”.
Boltz: We both know you are turned on too as I doubt you had ever been manhandled like this. Continuing to pull your arms back and thrust hard, knowing that if I hear you cum again I will release my load too
IamBigBear: I resist for as long as I can. My heavy balls churning something fierce. The prostate stimulation overpowering me. You twist my injured arm and I scream, it forces me to drop my guard and you thrust deeper than ever. My chest is fully vertical now, arched in a way that no bear should be.
IamBigBear: "I'm....gonna....fuuuuuuuuuuuuck" My tree trunk thighs tense as warm, thick honey sprays all over my immense belly. Rope after rope slings forward in front of us. Some of it hits the bottom rope on the other side of the ring and slowly drips down, pooling on the mat below. My entire 400 lb body quakes with orgasmic pulses as you keep the brutal submission hold locked in and fuck me senseless.
Boltz: “Good bear”, I compliment you. I can’t hold any more as you hear my breathing change. Then a huge groaning then a deafening cum roar as I dump gallon of creamy cum deep inside you. I can’t stop as I cum and cum for two minutes. Sweat pouring off me and I fill your huge body with my seed.
IamBigBear: I moan with indistinguishable noises as Im filled with your honey.
Boltz: I am exhausted, you are exhausted but I need to win match. So I release you. Pulling my now limp cock out of you as my cum flows from your butt.
Boltz: Getting up I flex naked to crowd cum dripping from my cock
Boltz:
IamBigBear: I collapse on the mat, sprawled out. Unable to move after such a forceful submission hold.
Boltz: Then I roll you into your back as I slap my butt cheeks. Feet either dude if your chest I lower my naked over your face with my feet on your forearms pinning your shoulders to the mat
Boltz: I flex as ref starts the count - one ah
Boltz:
IamBigBear: My heavy python sized arms pinned above me. My 400 lb sum body immobilized. The arena lights darken, an eclipse as I look up and see your silhouette looming ominously above. I groan and shake my head. My right arm is nearly paralyzed from pain. You sit you ass down slowly upon my chubby face until I can no longer breathe anything but your musk. My fat daddy bear cock behind you fully erect and twitching. The ref counts two.
Boltz: I lift slightly so you can hear me “Cum for me one last time big bear” I say then I lower my butt again
Boltz: I can see you are hard again. My musk turning you on. I feel you grind into my butt and you dribble a small amount of cum. Ref counts three as I sit there flexing still.
Boltz:
Boltz: Then I lift and flex to crowd as medics pour into ring
Boltz:
Boltz: Getting down next to you making sure you are ok apart from your legs back and arms which will eventually heal.
Boltz: Giving you a big kiss thanking you for a great match as medics get a motor stretcher to take you to hospital
Boltz: Selecting a huge fat guy in the audience dressed in a Boltz shirt to join me for sex in my hotel tonight
IamBigBear: With great struggle, the medics and four big bouncers come and wheel me out on a stretcher. It buckles under my weight. The medic places on oxygen mask on me before wheeling me up the ramp toward the exit. As we pass by the ring, where you are flexing. I grab hold of the microphone on the announcer's table. "Mark my words, Boltz. Revenge....will be sweet." I growl with a deep, baleful voice. I drop the mic and am escorted to the hospital where doctors tend my wounds. The nurse later checks on me and asks if there is anything I need. "Just an "I'm sorry for your loss" card from the gift shop. "Is someone you know going through a hard time?" They ask me. "Yeah....they will be." I growl under my breath.
Boltz: I heard your words and a couple of days later i visit you in hospital. Showing you the video of the match which is now all over social media. Giving you a cheeky kiss and belly rub as i tell you we shall meet again in ring soon
Boltz: end
IamBigBear: end

Published: 7 days ago, viewed 77 times.

Comments

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Freaker

6 days ago

BigBear against Boltz is a true battle between muscle and mass. BigBear immediately defines the difference with the wonderfully confident line, "Too bad I brought a keg to this match."Boltz soon realizes that strength alone will not move this mountain, so he attacks strategically and even turns BigBear’s own signature holds against him. The ending also preserves BigBear’s dangerous personality. His warning, "Revenge… will be sweet, " followed by his request for an "I’m sorry for your loss" card, makes it very clear that Boltz may have won the match—but their rivalry is far from over. Thanks to IamBigBear and Boltz for publishing this brutal clash of muscle, strategy and enormous personalities in The High Table!