THE HIGH TABLE

TROPIC LIES – Part two

MUSCLE BOY NICK

Bright lights illuminated his silhouette at the entrance. Even in a formal suit, he looked majestic and gorgeous. I immediately imagined how his powerful and broad back would look while running. How his large bulge would look with each pace. I would run endlessly behind such a back without stopping. While he was talking, I realized that he really wanted to go out with me on this run. A pleasant feeling spread throughout my body. I smirked slightly. He was really ready to meet me.

"Oh, no big deal." I tried to convince him. I raised my hand and wiped the sweat from my forehead... Opened my deep armpit. "Everything is fine, sir." I shook my arms and legs, relaxing them after a long and intense run. Muscles are wet and shiny, showing their greatness in front of you. "What?" I didn’t immediately understand what he said... "Train with me?" I froze in place, confused by you. This is amazing news, I never thought I would receive such an invitation. Train with him, insure him... see him not in a suit. My cock jumped up in my tight shorts. Heart beating fast with lust and desire. Swallowed the saliva that had accumulated. Forgetting everything else, I answered with a smile. "After the event at the restaurant, sir? Don't you want to train, after all this end? I'm already warmed up, haha." I smiled, raised my hand, and flexed my biceps. "I'll show my best results."

AYINDEI

This guy fascinates me. I just don't know why. Or more exactly, I know too well... popular, handsome, incredibly muscular... I can see from his reaction that he likes to be noticed too. That smile... How can I describe what I feel when I see that smile? I could start by saying that my dick twitches like never before. Why do I keep putting on tight pants? I know anyone can see when I'm hard. And right now, I'm hard as a bull.

You accept my offer. How could I not offer when I see your body, which is a veritable invitation to fuck? How could I not propose when I see your sweaty body? How could I not propose when your muscles are so swollen after the effort? I'm totally captivated by the beauty of your body. When I hear you suggest I come over after the party... I smile. You seem to be in as much of a hurry as I am, and that's a pretty good sign.... I look at you and say: "I was just leaving this place... You have to let the customers and employees have their fun without the boss." Then, after a brief moment, I add, "If I'm not warmed up, it's not a big deal... It'll give you a bit of a head start to make up for the weight difference" I wait with some trepidation for your answer, hoping it will be favorable.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

While Ayindei went to talk to the guard at the entrance of the restaurant, I couldn't help but notice his gigantic bulge between huge thighs. A real massive bulge radiating power was clearly visible through the pants of the suit. It seemed that just a little more and his cock would tear the pants of its owner to shreds and burst out to fuck and dominate. My heartbeat increased a hundredfold, and my breathing quickened... and it was not at all because of running. "Damn, what's wrong with me... pull yourself together... it's just a giant cock... big and thick... ready to fuck you... Fuck... concentrate..." The very thought of this cock piercing me and possessing me made me stagger a little, and my eyes went cloudy from the overwhelming anticipation of something very pleasant... I pretended to tie the laces on my sneakers and dropped to one knee to come to my senses. When my head stopped spinning, I raised my head, still standing on one knee. He was half a step away from me and asking something. My hands froze by my sneakers, and my body couldn't move. His gigantic bulge was a few inches from my face... That was enough to appreciate the full magnitude of his dignity. This bulge was as big as my face... If he had put it on my face now, he would have definitely hidden it under itself. I swallowed hard, still unable to move. It seemed to me that even my mouth opened involuntarily. I had never been so close to him and to his big and hard cock either.

All this went beyond the rules and regulations that I had to follow. I didn't care. I couldn't help but respond to the call of his body, his powerful cock. He's simply gorgeous. It can't be any other way. From the very first glance at him, back then at the first interview, I couldn't take my eyes off him. From that day on, the desire grew in me more and more... and I rubbed myself more and more furiously every night and stroke my cock under a cold harder. The most interesting thing is that I saw this change in his actions too. Could it be that he, too, had been suffering all this time like me, and couldn't admit it... But now a storm of desire is playing inside him, which can no longer be stopped. He doesn't try to avoid the meeting, doesn't talk about matters. He said straight out that he was ready to go to the gym right now... As if he opened up to me, threw off some kind of protection... I didn't notice, but my cock had been standing up straight for a long time and was flowing profusely from all this storm of emotions.

AYINDEI

The sexual tension during that moment was so great that I had to say a couple of words to the restaurant guard to calm down a bit. It's been a long time since a guy got me so hot. I know it's my weak point and I almost lost my job once because of it. I wish I could go to my computer and find out what my managers had to say about my idea to fuck that gym coach to find out more about him. But that's impossible, I'll have to make my own decisions. I don't have much to say to this guard except the usual security instructions. When I get back to Nick, he's tying his shoelace. I approach him... I don't know why I'm so attracted to him... but I seem to be magnetized to him. I'm now so close to him that my cock is level with his mouth. I can't stop thinking about my 10.4 inches entering that pretty mouth, slowly to begin with. I can't help thinking about how tenderly I'd penetrate that mouth, so he'd get used to the width of my dick. I can see myself starting to pick up the pace, making pelvic movements to ultimately gag you. Come to your senses, Ayindei... I can feel my wet boxers and if I keep fantasizing about that mouth, I might have an accident.

Nick takes a while to straighten up. He seems obsessed by my taut bulge in these too-tight pants. Could it be that he likes me too? For that matter, is it a real feeling I have for him, or just sexual desire? Ever since I hired him, all I can think about is making love to him. I try to use the rules I've imposed in this company as an excuse not to. But I want it too much. I think it's my duty to make love to him. I try to convince myself that this is the way to find out whether or not he's a spy.... Stop dreaming, Ayindei... This guy's just offered you a workout with him. There's no sexual connotation in that. You're athletic and everyone can see it in my physique. So can he. He just wants to find a training partner at his level. And if he wanted to get closer to me because he's a spy... What if he knew about my double identity and was looking for information about the military base just below this hotel complex? I'm so confused...

MUSCLE BOY NICK

I can't remember how we got to his club. All the way my head was filled with lustful thoughts about him, his gorgeous large and muscular body, his cock... From time to time, as we walked along the road, I glanced sideways at his huge bulge. "Am I hallucinating... it can't stick out that much... I've never seen such cocks before..." Nevertheless, the silence was starting to weigh me down and it was getting awkward... I thought about pouncing on him right then and there in the darkened alley under the tall palm trees. I really wanted to rip his pants and release this beast, and then... "Of course, I obey you, sir..." I smiled at the word obey. "But I won't give in to you..." I allowed myself a little liberty and lightly pushed him in the shoulder playfully. Thoughts of ripping his clothes didn't leave my head... "I train every day and with heavy weights..." I raised my hands showing off my developed muscles. "These babies weren't born like this..." Showing myself and my power to him, I noticed a gleam in his eyes... it made me smile... I turned my back to him. Sticking my ass out and tensing my broad back, showing what kind of sight awaits him if he can capture me and control me. Lust and desire completely blew my head off the normal course of thought, I no longer thought about my cover, my task, and the possible danger that he could be that Observer... I was, as if hypnotized by him... maybe it was his special scent, his male pheromones... or something else, but I was definitely out of my mind.

We were still talking about something, either about who was stronger or about who had the biggest... biceps. The words just flew in one ear and out the other. Only the vibration of his deep baritone voice lingered in my ears, and before my eyes, there was an incredibly huge bulge, which seemed to have become even more massive than before. I woke up already in the club when Ayindei patted me on the shoulder and said that he would go and change. He told me to get ready for the most intense training of my life and left. I watched him until he disappeared from sight... and then I let it go a little... and I realized what a crazy thing I had just done... "Damn, what an idiot..." I cursed under my breath for my breakdown. This had never happened to me before... That I wanted someone so much, wanted someone to possess me so much... However, there was no way to retreat. Once I started this game, I needed to continue it and find ways out. I looked around and decided to stretch and warm myself up a little... "I won't give in... What an idiot..." I cursed myself again for my previous words. He is my employer. If he wants to put pressure on me, then I will have to play along with him... I exhaled when I heard footsteps in the distance. I gathered my strength, preparing for another round of desire...

AYINDEI

The drive to the club is silent. We don't exchange a word, but we scrutinize each other completely. I don't think I've ever felt as undressed by eyes as I did during those few hundred meters. We're side by side and I can't help thinking that the moment I discover this body is going to be incredible. I start by glancing at your sweaty body. I start to imagine how I'm going to make you sweat even more. But I don't dare push too hard until I realize you're totally checking me out. From then on, I'm not shy and I observe your impressive arms. But you start to challenge me. Not many guys dare to do that. My stature usually knocks them down. But not you. That's what I like about you too. This kind of insolence and permanent defiance that you send back. I admire the hours of training you must have put in to achieve a body like yours. I know all the more what it can mean because I don't skimp on the work. You walk past me, and I can admire your V-shaped back. I look longingly at that bulging ass. My dick gets stiff again when I think of what I could give her. But don't get carried away, Ayindei... I try to persuade myself that this is only a training session, even if our attitudes, our bodies, our looks say otherwise.

Your words are full of certainty about your ability to resist me. If you only knew how many men have thought the same and taken more pleasure in defeat than they would have in victory. Both our bodies are beautiful, but I'm definitely not in training clothes. I'll leave you for a moment to change in the locker room. I'm going to get dressed but I've only got my compression shorts under my suit. I remember I was hoping to go jogging with you. I can't work out like this and find a jockstrap in the locker room storage. I jump into it and check that it's the right size for my bulge. I check my appearance in the mirror. Honestly, I don't look bad. My ass is gorgeous and bulging and this jock shows off the size of my sex perfectly. I know it's always hard to fight an employee. I know that I'm going to have to show that I'm the real boss and above all that I won't get offended if this guy is able to overpower me. I think my outfit makes it clear that I'm ready for any possibility in this training. I'm coming back to the room hoping that my outfit will have the desired effect on you.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

I was completely shocked by what I saw. I couldn't even imagine this. Ayindei walked out confidently and powerfully, like a giant muscle god. His insanely sexy muscular body was wearing only his jockstrap. It was the first time I saw his body naked, except for his jockstrap. Incredibly, he was so tall and perfectly muscle up. My favorite combination. With every step, his muscles moved, showing off all their beauty. A magnificent V-shaped body, strong abs made of bricks as hard as stone. A perfect, fat-free, dry, and lean body was moving towards me... Big and powerful arms were moving confidently, huge, and strong legs were stepping firmly closer and closer, bringing the moment of our collision closer... But all this paled in comparison to what I saw between his huge thighs. His jockstrap was stretched to the limit by an incredibly huge cock, which reached almost to his knees. The upper part of his jockstrap was pulled down so that the base of his cock was exposed to me. I couldn't move, if the base of his huge trunk was like this, then... I looked down when he was already approaching very close. Through his shorts, I could clearly see thick cock head smoothly swinging from side to side with each step.

My throat went completely dry from such an incredibly eye-catching sight... I caught myself thinking that I was completely shocked by what I saw. I couldn't even imagine this. Ayindei walked out confidently and powerfully, like a giant muscle god. His insanely sexy muscular body was wearing only his jockstrap. It was the first time I saw his body naked, except for his jockstrap. Incredibly, he was so tall and perfectly muscle up. My favorite combination. With every step, his muscles moved, showing off all their beauty. A magnificent V-shaped body, strong abs made of bricks as hard as stone. A perfect, fat-free, dry, and lean body was moving towards me... Big and powerful arms were moving confidently, huge, and strong legs were stepping firmly closer and closer, bringing the moment of our collision closer... But all this paled in comparison to what I saw between his huge thighs. His jockstrap was stretched to the limit by an incredibly huge cock, which reached almost to his knees. The upper part of his jockstrap was pulled down so that the base of his cock was exposed to me. I couldn't move, if the base of his huge trunk was like this, then... I looked down when he was already approaching very close. Through his shorts, I could clearly see thick cock head smoothly swinging from side to side with each step. I could look at him forever. Watch his muscles move, and massive cock swing from side to side like a hypnotizing pendulum... I tried to swallow saliva, but my throat went completely dry... I coughed and laughed in response to my reaction. "No, I will not give myself to him just like that..." I thought to myself... although I really wanted to give myself completely into his powerful and strong hands right now. Let him control me as he wants. "No, I will show my strength. I will show him what I am capable of!" I stopped myself again. I turned my back to him to break eye contact and catch my breath. "Haha, gorgeous view, sir." I chuckled with low voice.

"Since this is the form in which we will fight, I will also take on an appropriate appearance." Still standing with my back to him, I placed my hands on my ass, squeezing my shorts. I strained my back and arms so that my muscles began to protrude even more. And without much effort, I tore my shorts. First, I tore them a little so that only a crack was visible, and then I tore them off completely, revealing to his gaze my large elastic buttocks. They jumped and trembled so and attracted his gaze to them. Still without turning around, I walked to the ring wide and confidently, even defiantly, as if I were already the winner. Having climbed into the ring, I finally turned to face him. Standing in the pose of some Greek god, I showed all the splendor of my body and a large bulge between my legs pressing against my tight speedo. It was, of course, many times smaller than his huge monster cock, about to tear his jockstrap and break free. "Let's see who will be on top here... I will not give in!" I smiled, rubbing my bicep. Desire and lust have turned my head again. "Come on, now we will check who is stronger."

AYINDEI

What I'm doing is insane and probably totally indecent. When I think about it, I'm like a jockstrap-wearing boss trying to seduce his employee. When I think about it, I'm also a spy looking to sleep with a potential target and possibly a foreign intelligence agent. It's completely absurd and I'd even say it's completely stupid. But I'm so attracted to this guy. I love those pecs forming two magnificent globes, I love those abs, I love his square face that makes him look so virile. In fact, I'd almost say I'm attracted to him in a way I've never been attracted to any other guy. I know I'm probably making a mistake. I know my superiors are hyper-vigilant about this. I was assigned to this hotel because I was “ruled not by brains but by dicks” as it says in my file. For a few moments, I wonder if this Apollo hasn't been sent to test me. But he's so handsome, I love to see the amazement in his eyes when he sees me arrive in this outfit, that I can't resist the pleasure of pleasing him.

I can see that this guy is having trouble hiding his emotions, and I'm obviously having an effect on him. His difficulty in speaking, his gaze that can't seem to tear itself away from my bulge, his haggard look ... everything indicates that I'm not indifferent... I think all the ingredients are there for this encounter to be more than just a workout. Our physiques don't leave us indifferent. You turn your back on me, and I can become your magnificent ass under your shorts. But I can see your hand starting to rip your shorts. For a moment, I think I hope you'll be naked underneath. If so, it's going to be hard for me not to want to fuck you directly, probably without a fight. I feel my jockstrap is going to crack if I keep staring at that ass, so stiff is my cock as I imagine you screaming with pleasure. This guy is so well made, and I stand in awe when I see him step into the ring. Those muscles really are those of an antique statue... He's really gaining confidence as he warms up and I take my turn in the ring. I pull on the ropes to warm up my muscles and try to regain my composure. I know this fight will be merciless, even if it's only a training session. Neither of us wants the other to think we're weak.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

I watched as Ayindei jumped into the ring without hesitation. His huge bulge bounced in unison. I swallowed hard as he began to stretch, warming up his huge, strong muscles. His magnificent body was stretching and tensing right there in front of me. Every muscle in him was perfectly trained. How I wanted him to use all that power on me, to own me... "Haha, but not now..." I chuckled to myself. When he showed with all his appearance that he was ready for a fight, I began to circle around him. At the same time, I am looking for an opportunity to attack and examine his deliciously muscular body. He was tense, and this made him look even more attractive. He radiated pure manly power. I could tell from his appearance that he wasn't worried about winning at all... I could even assume that he already wanted to pounce on me here in the ring... We were both on the edge of our emotions... but we both held ourselves back... and the tension was almost unbearable... I felt that at any second, I could, without using my hands, blow all my juice out right into my speedo.

Seizing the moment, I lunged forward and slammed my round, strong shoulder into his powerful, well-developed abs. I tried to knock him down and throw him over. My shoulder was perfectly positioned in the alley between his hard bricks. With my two huge guns, I grabbed his waist and dug my fingers into the muscles of his back to anchor myself. I tensed my body and began to press on his muscular body. Continuing my attempt to knock him down, I realized that this was my first contact with his strong, muscular body... my muscles were rubbing against his muscles mercilessly with great force. It was very turning me on, my cock was bouncing, supporting my lustful thoughts. I was ready to show him all my superiority and overcome him... I clung to his back muscles and squeezed them and rubbed them. Semi massage his wide broad back I feel his power flowing in it. My head rubbed against his lower abs. So, my gaze was directed downwards at his huge bulge caging his monster cock. It was so close... A strong and powerful musky scent hit my nostrils. I inhaled it, and it made my head spin even more. And with each of my powerful pushes into his abs with my shoulder, his bulge jumped high, almost touching my lips... The warmth of his body was simply incredibly huge and overwhelmed me with my head spinning. The smell and heat of his body excited me greatly. Adrenaline rose in my blood, and the excitement grew stronger, the pleasure grew, and the desire to win increased. I no longer perceived him as my boss. And I looked at him as a very sexy and dangerous opponent. In a fight with whom, the desire to surrender to his cock and gorgeous body and the need to be a total winner will fight in me every second...

AYINDEI

We're now facing each other. I play with the strings to show you that I'm ready for battle. I play with the strings but it's your body I want to play with. I place myself in the center of the ring and my whole attitude shows that I want to throw myself at you, that I want our bodies to make contact. You start spinning around me. Is it to take better advantage of my body or to find an opportune moment to attack me? It's clear that this irritates me and at the same time I'm happy to be able to enjoy your body. Your muscles are tense and at the same time seeing your body move, seeing your concentrated guy expression, all this makes you even more desirable to me. My eyes can't stop looking at your bulge. I don't think I've ever seen a bulge this big. I smile, happy to see the effect I'm having on you, and take the opportunity to put my body to better use, happy with the effect it can have on you.

While my eyes are almost hypnotized by your bulge, I feel your shoulder slam into my abs. The air is expelled from my body, and I fold in half, coughing. You take the opportunity to gain the upper hand on me. You start hitting my body again and again, beginning to weaken me. I can feel myself gradually retreating and struggling to keep my balance. Your hands are on my back, blocking me from running away. I feel your skin against mine and despite the pain you cause me, I'm happy to be able to have this contact at last. Your shoulder is as soft as your thigh earlier. The sensation makes me even more excited. Your head is right at my bulge. Your cheek would touch my glans if it were only for a little while, and I don't think it would take much less for me to explode without my hands. Each of your strokes is painful and I tell myself I may have underestimated you and I'm not sure my victory is as obvious as I thought. I'm no longer your boss; you're no longer my employee. We're not even two guys who desperately want to fuck each other. We're two fighters who want to show each other that we're worth something. The more you hit me, the more you back off and I get stuck against the turnbuckle. Each of your blows is now destroying not only my abs but my back too. I can feel my legs bending more and more with each blow.

This is not at all how this game was supposed to start. I try to regain my footing but it's fucking difficult. I stretch out my arms and try to join them, hoping to still have enough strength to strike your spine with my two joined fists.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

As Ayindei began to retreat, I felt a huge surge of strength. Confidence exploded in me like a volcano, and I redoubled my efforts. My legs tensed to the maximum. Ripped, trained muscles showed through the skin, veins popped out on the sweat-dampened skin. With surprising ease, I was able to push him into the corner of the ring. "Was he giving in to me? He liked the way I showed my strength and animal masculinity..." I ran through the options in my head. It couldn't be that simple. However, I felt my shoulder penetrating deeper into his stomach, slowly breaking his defense. His abs were becoming softer with each powerful thrust. My hands held him firmly in place, while my fingers continued to enjoy every curve of his insanely beautiful back.

Perhaps at some point, I got too carried away by those beautiful curves and pumped hills on his beautiful lean body. The smell of his body mixed with expensive cologne made my head spin so much that I did not notice the obvious flaw in my attack. His free, huge, and deadly dangerous muscle guns. Only at the last moment I managed to react ... However, it was too late. My strong and rock-hard muscles did not have time to come into sufficient tension and protect my spine from a stunning blow. But they definitely managed to protect my spine from a serious fracture, that's for sure. An electric wave flew through my body in a rapid wave throughout my muscles. My limbs shuddered, losing sensitivity for a couple of seconds. However, this was enough for my hard crushing grip to weaken, and my legs buckled so much that I stumbled and fell down to my knees ... I cried out slightly, not from pain, but even more from surprise. While I was falling to my knees, I accidentally fell with my mouth right on the very top of his massive and sweet bulge. His jockstrap was already very wet. So, from this humiliating blow, I felt a wet mark on my cheek, and a couple of drops of sweet liquid flowed into my mouth onto my tongue. Still on my knees, I raised my head with a surprised look... His bulge cast a shadow on half of my face dominating me mentally. I felt strange... somehow weak, but I liked it... I caught this feeling in his eyes, too... It seemed that he was also a little stunned by such a turn of events... I took advantage of the opportunity to throw my hand back. Leaning on it, I did a backflip in an attempt to get away from this desired position... At the same time, I threw out my leg, trying to kick him on the chin, and give myself time to get up and gather myself for a new attack.

AYINDEI

Every one of your blows is making me suffer. I feel that my mind is becoming more and more confused as my ass gets closer to the ground. Definitely, he is dominating me in this beginning of the match and it’s absolutely not what I wanted. For a few moments, I wonder how you can have such a level. Your strokes are accurate, hurt and are precise. You have all the qualities of a fighter. Wouldn’t you be anything other than a sports teacher? But the pain you are creating in me prevents me from deepening this idea. If I don’t react, this guy is going to knock me out before I can even find a way. Would I have found my alpha with this young guy?

I see you turning around for a few moments and taking the opportunity to violently hit your back. It is always painful for me to hit a guy whose body is so beautiful. But I have to be ruthless. I can’t show my weakness to this guy who seems so strong. I see your body sag against the floor, and you fall to your knees. Your face is just at the level of my bulge. This one is wet and my dick twitches with pleasure when seeing you at my feet. I feel the precum leak from my jockstrap and I give a slight stroke of the hips so that a drop settles on your cheek. To my surprise, you start licking it. I am amazed and my eyes cannot leave your tongue while picking up my secretions. Not only are you a remarkable fighter but you are also as hot as the embers. We resemble each other so much on this point. When your foot bursts my jaw, I tell myself that you are also a cunning fighter and capable of using all the strategies to knock me down. I fall backwards and my ass then my back crashes on the ring mat. I need a few moments to try to ride, because the shock was violent and my chin, my back, and my head burned as if I were in hell.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

I noticed his massive body falling onto the ring with a loud thud. I even felt the vibration under my feet as if there was a strong earthquake. Without waiting for him to get up, I instantly ran up to him. Preventing his attempt to get up, I equate him to the canvas with all my weight. I sat on his lower abs. His huge cock in jockstrap was perfectly positioned between my impressive ass cheeks. I placed my legs on top of his arms, pressing them to his strong sides. I raised my arms up showing my massive achievements. I looked into the mirror hanging on the wall. The sight simply drove me crazy. I completely dominated over him. It gave me a lot of pleasure and ecstasy. Some pre flowed through my speedo on his abs.

I looked back into his eyes. I could be wrong, but it seemed to me that I saw in his eyes not only desire but also pleasure in the way I showed my strength and even how I dominated him. My muscle wet body above your muscles... Fuck, hot view, I'll have to steal these tapes from the video cameras later to review it from different angles. "Ready to feel the power of these babes." I laughed, patting my huge hard thighs. "I think you're ready." I winked at him and, patting his huge pec with my palm, tensed my massive trunks. As if in a metal vice, I clamped his arms and body, slowly squeezing them. I felt how his hard pumped muscles resisted my offensive pressure. This resistance, this struggle and fight against my own powerful muscles excited me in earnest. It so happened that at the same time as my legs, my ass also tensed. My soft and elastic buttocks became strong and hard as rock. They grabbed his cock tightly in their vice. Squeezing and massaging while I fought with you, with your strength and trying to show that I am the alpha male here in the ring.

AYINDEI

I tried to get up, but you were faster than me. Your body on mine prevented me from moving. My arms were immobilized by your legs, and I could only feel your magnificent ass against my completely tense and wet bulge. How to resist in the face of a man as handsome as you? How to resist when what I have dreamed about since I hired you comes true? You are at the end of my dick or almost... But I am a fighter. My face clearly shows that this domination is not usual to me and that I am looking for a way to struggle. But can I struggle when I see your flexed chest posing? But can I struggle when I see your speedo totally stained by the precum that leaks from your stiff dick?

You manage to show me how powerful you are, and your steel thighs try to break my chest in two as if I were a vulgar toy. Your strong muscles against my upper limbs make me incredibly hot. Of course, I suffer and of course your grip hurts me, but at the same time I feel so excited to be caught in your domination. As my chest is trapped in your thighs, my dick is trapped in your ass, and I don’t know how long I will be able to stop moaning. I believe that only my pride as a male keeps me from showing the pleasure you give me. I make every possible effort to fight. But you are powerful and heavy. I can’t turn you around or undo the grip. I refuse to submit without having attempted a final move. My forearms are not completely imprisoned by your powerful thighs. I try to clench my fists hoping I still have enough strength to hit this muscular ass and free myself from your vise.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

I simply enjoyed all the view, the way our wet muscular bodies rubbed against each other, trying to show off our manhood and strength. I looked down at him and thought that this was all just a dream... my lustful dream. It couldn't be true, it's too good to be true... His strong muscles were straining and writhing under his skin, trying to free their owner. His huge, hard chest was heaving and rising high with each attempt to resist me. It made it seem even bigger, and his nipples were getting harder. This sight drove me crazy... I wanted to cling to him and start licking his magnificent body from sweat... I just wanted to feel with my tongue all the hot and sweet bumps and curves of his insanely sculpted body... This must be a dream... And when I wake up, my whole bed will be in my own thick and sticky cum... I saw in his eyes that he could no longer stand all the sexual tension too, and his cock twitched and hit me between my buttocks, screaming that it wanted to break through my tight hole and plunge into my insides and conquer me...

He tried to free himself again, and this time the attempt was stronger than before, but again he was unsuccessful. My big firm and sweaty buttocks absorbed the damage from his attack. The vibrations passed through them to his stiffed cock sealed in his tight and wet jockstrap. And I can swear I heard that brutal strong but short moan... that he had been holding in for so long. It makes me shivered a little. It seemed like he was on the verge of tap out. However, I was not going to let him lose the opportunity to feel my strength and power so easily. I regrouped and turned him over onto his stomach. Opening my gaze to the beautiful curve of his wide back and two firm and juicy mounds of his ass... into the hole between which I would so like to plunge with my head and tongue to explore this area... But not now... fuck... Instead, I grabbed his strong and very powerful arms and placed him between my legs in the Boston crab position. I placed my powerful palms on his chin, locking them together... my sweat-slicked thumbs rested on the corners of his mouth and a little deeper. Then, after a dramatic pause, I pulled him up with force, stretching his entire gorgeous body...

AYINDEI

I don't understand what he's doing to me. Never before has an opponent managed to overpower me like this. Is he superhumanly strong? Have I lost my fighting ability? For a moment, I tell myself I'm no longer worthy of my position if I've become so weak. But isn't it desire that's making me succumb? This ass on me is controlling me. The state this sports coach is putting me in is not normal. My cock is about to explode. I don't know if I'm trying to resist because I can't stand having it underneath me or if it's because I know very well that I'm about to lose my load without hands if you continue. My fists don't even move your ass. But the pleasure of touching it is so great. Your body is firm, dominant and any way I can find to touch it is a moment of intense pleasure. Every moment I feel you touching me, controlling me, is a moment of incredible happiness and my body shudders.

My attempt fails miserably. I don’t understand why I can’t succeed in weakening it. Am I too excited by this body of the Greek god and this physique of Apollo? Is he a secret fighter who learned to fight in the best centers of Russia? Or am I only less good than him? I can’t decide but I know that these hesitations prevent me from fighting, I know that this divine ass prevents me from fighting, I know that my dick is hard as steel prevents me from fighting. You grab me and turn me around and I feel your ass resting on my lower back. I think I feel the moisture of your bulge on the bottom of my spine. You are in the same state as me and it is undoubtedly the only thing that reassures me. You grab my arms and start breaking my back. My face is twisting, my body is in pain, and I have to react quickly if I don’t want to submit. I’m dripping sweat and you’ve created a lot of damage on my body. But I am heavier than you. I use my last energy to try to bring my legs back to me so that I can use them enough to get on my knee and let myself fall backward hoping I could crush you with all my weight.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

In the mirror, I watch with pleasure how Ayindei's face writhes in pain. But I do not inflict pain with cruelty, not to tear muscles or break his body in half. No... I do it with the force that it would be a pleasant enough pain for him. I see how this fight is pleasant for both of us, how we dissolve in each other... His moans and my manly roars and growls. I want us to experience only pleasure and nothing more. My firm wet bulge rubs against his broad back, wet from the sweat that has appeared. I feel with my cock how his muscles rub against my shaft... My stiff cock is already at the limit, and has become very sensitive... And the huge amount of lubricant around it gives it an easy glide in my tight speedo together with my smooth and overfilled balls...

At some point, the pleasant sensations from the strokes on my cock excite me more than I expected... My growls turned into heavy and languid moans... My eyes rolled back slightly... My strong and huge legs gave way, and my massive body only slightly stopped pressing on him. However, the absence of this small part of the pressure was enough for him to carry out a deft move and get out of my power grip... The next second, I felt how his huge mass pressed me hard to the floor of the ring... I screamed... but screamed not from pain. His huge muscle mass squeezed not only my entire body, but also my hard throbbing cock and my trembling balls. My cock finally discharged a tight, powerful shot of hot cum inside my speedo...

AYINDEI

Our two bodies are dripping sweat. Both of our bodies are totally moist. We have been struggling for a long time. Of course it is not a fight. We rather want to show the other what the contact of our bodies can create. It’s more a game of seduction than a merciless struggle. But my fighter instinct is very strong. I feel the pleasure this man gives me when he tries to submit me. I know that it is not usual for me to feel this emotion in this situation. What is happening? What is this guy capable of creating in me? Each of these movements, each of these takes put me in a situation of excitement that I hadn’t known for a long time. I take advantage of this excitement to turn the situation around. I feel your body fall when I step back and for a few moments I am overwhelmed by the pleasure of feeling your muscular chest against my V-shaped back. I feel, without really understanding what is happening, your body contracting. My back is immediately totally moist. The sensation is different from just sweating. It’s gooier, cooler. It is at this moment that I understand that you lost a load while my back was rubbing your dick. It’s a kind of revelation for me. I understand that you want me as much as I want you. I turn around and place my lips determinedly on yours to kiss you with eagerness and passion.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

A passionate and deep kiss brought me back to consciousness after a short period of cum oblivion. As if lightning had pierced my body through my muscular body, this sensual kiss awakened hidden energy in my body, hidden reserves that even I could not suspect... Goosebumps ran through my entire body, my muscles trembled with pleasure, waves of electricity rushed from my forehead to my toes. I opened my eyes wide. For a second, I was lost. I looked into his half-closed eyes... Ayindei's kiss simply discouraged me. How, when, and why... But then I accepted what had happened. This was what I was striving for. And by this greedy and hot action of his, I understood that he was no longer going to wait. I understood that I was now on the list of those to whom the Club Rule does not apply... Am I the only one on this list? I did not care... I was bursting with joy and pleasure from the inside. I enjoyed his strength, his closeness... Our tongues intertwined, rubbed against each other in a passionate fight in my mouth. But he overpowered me every time, pressing my tongue and moving deeper. Could it be that he was playing with me all our fight, letting me get the better of him... or maybe it is my weakness...? Only one thing was important now. Our bodies, intertwined in pure and mutual passion and desire. I had wanted this for a long time, and now it happened. Here and now, in this wet ring, we shared our desires that had been constrained inside us for so long. No one held them back anymore. And we freely splashed out our desires... There are no rules... At least for now... But I will think about this later... I felt how his powerful, imperious tongue penetrated my mouth deeper and deeper, conquering my sweet territories. I no longer held myself back, it was no longer necessary. I moaned, my moans were muffled by his strong tongue. I grabbed him with my strong arms and pressed him tightly to my wet body.

The muscles tensed, my chest rubbed against his, my abs rubbed against his abs... My still hard bulge rubbed hungrily against his giant. With my strong hands I squeezed his body, his back and sides, his lower back, his firm ass. My hands worshipped his entire body, squeezing and massaging every muscle they could reach.

I no longer denied myself the passion that overwhelmed me, that had been boiling inside me all this time. I grabbed him even tighter, and then turned us over, so that I was on top again in the same position as before. His arms were under my powerful legs and pressed to his sides in my hard grip. I leaned towards him and gave him a deep, tender kiss. Peeling off his lips with a popping sound, I looked into his eyes playfully with a sly grin. "This won't do..." I grinned, smearing my cum over my abs. "I can't be the only one who splashes out cum already." I grabbed his bulge with a tight grip. I bit my lip when I saw his face in pleasure. Smiling again, I leaned over his ear and whispered with passion. "But I don't want to waste all delicious juice of yours, not a single drop." I straightened up again... I can see from his face that he understand what I want to do, so I squeezed him tighter in my grip so that he couldn't escape during my hot actions. I playfully ran my hand over his impressive bulge, and then with one fast movement pulled off his jockstrap. The huge giant cock with big cock head jumped out and hit my back with force, leaving a wet imprint of pre on it. The impressive and gorgeous sight took my breath away and my body relaxed slightly from the shock, I simply gave in to the feeling of weakness for a moment, forgetting about my power and dominant position.

AYINDEI

Why is this kiss happening? Why wasn't I strong enough to resist such a torrid urge? For a few seconds, the rules pass me by, and I know I've committed one of the most serious faults of my job. You're not the first person this has happened to. But all my superiors know this weakness. That's why I've been demoted to this menial position of vacation club manager, rather than carrying out real intelligence missions. But for now, I don't care about the past, I don't care about the mistakes I may have made, and I'm concentrating solely on enjoying the present. I realize that you represent a danger to me. You're capable of subduing me in a fight, I'm certain of it now. You're capable of making me break the rules I set myself. You're capable of breaking me completely. Fortunately, I can't imagine at this moment that you might be a spy. Government secrets would be so poorly kept, and I think I could only pass them on to you if you kept kissing me. How can I describe how I feel? An immense pleasure, shivers of pleasure in my body, your delicious tongue mingling with mine, this impression that we were made for each other, that nothing, not even the most powerful of countries, can stop us. I discover the sweetness of your tongue, the pleasure of your kisses. Deep down, I've known all along that you're the only one capable of bringing me down.... or saving me. But I try to push all these ideas out of my head and surrender to the pleasure of this embrace.

Your hands against my body are putting me into a kind of trance. Is he a sports coach, a spy, or an envoy from a parallel world charged with helping me discover what sexual pleasure really is? I just don't know. But the effect you're having on me, my moans, my throbbing, leaking precum dick are a direct consequence of the pleasure you're giving me.

I surrender myself to you. For more than ten years, I've been on my guard. For more than ten years, I've been playing a role to hide my real activity. Your hands are discovering the real Ayindei, the one and only. The one who was waiting for you to be himself. I'm not prepared for you to turn on me. I find myself trapped under your massive, muscular body, dripping with sweat. For the first time since we met, I think, I'm not trying to resist you. I'm letting go. I can hear you talking about the ropes of semen you lost earlier and how you want mine. My heart beats as fast as if I'd just done CrossFit. You start to move your hands closer to my jockstrap. I'm so excited I could lose my load at the slightest touch. I feel you pull my jockstrap down and I can feel my dick shoot out totally stiff. Keep calm, Ayindei.... Keep calm... Why is this guy turning me into a prepubescent? Why is this guy making me moan so much? It's not possible to give so much pleasure. I close my eyes not to escape the situation but to make this experience a unique sensory memory.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

I was completely taken aback by his huge cock that hit me on the back. Its size was driving me crazy. Long and completely hard and ready to tear everything around, even my two hands could not cover its length. And its thickness was simply amazing. The thought of how it would stretch my holes made me shudder with pleasure. I noticed from his face that he really liked it, and he was completely surrendering to me. He stopped resisting, I felt it in his muscle and wet glistening body. If before he tried to show all his superiority, now he was completely determined to receive only pleasure and nothing else... And I was ready to give him this pleasure. With my whole body, every muscle... and with my holes. He shuddered and sweated profusely, he did not open his eyes and was completely carried away into the space of pleasure by my dominant and at the same time gentle movements. I thought to myself that if he were that Observer, I could so easily overcome him now, when he was so weak and vulnerable... But I didn't even suspect him, no, I didn't even want to think that these muscles and this massive veiny cock belonged to my enemy... Such thoughts were somewhere far away in my lustful brain...

My cock already could no longer be held in my tight and wet speedo from lust... pressure even brought some pain to my balls and cock. I stopped massaging his beast for a moment and tore my speedo in an instant. With long moan I revealed my cock finally. My stiff cock, wet from sweat and my own semen, lashed me on the abs and my balls sank onto his pliable body. I did everything quickly so that he did not come out of the state of ecstasy and bliss. Throwing aside the torn speedo, I grabbed his gigantic cock again and began to massage with long and slow strokes. With my free hand I grabbed his gigantic pec and squeezed it tightly, and with my mouth I pressed my lips to the open nipple and began to suck and chew it. It was pleasantly hard and wet with sweat... I could not believe that I could do this with my boss. I caressed his nipple with my tongue and squeezed his hard muscle pec tightly. While jerking off his cock I felt how his shaft was completely covered with pre. My hand began to fly along his cock easily up to the massive head and down to the huge balls full of fresh and desired cum.

I looked into his closed eyes. How good he was, he was just perfect... Had I really fallen in love with this man, this muscular brute... I wanted to be with him forever, to belong to him... God, what was going on in my head. I leaned both hands on his powerful pecs and slightly raised myself above him, so that his erect cock pointed straight at my pulsating tight hole. Without thinking, without waiting long, without teasing him anymore I completely impaled myself with a fast and firm movement on his huge thick stake. God, my scream, and moan must have been heard by all of Jamaica.

AYINDEI

I lie panting, short of breath, my skin clammy with sweat. I'm now offered to him. Completely. My cover as club manager fades, melts like a mask under the heat of this strange fight. It's no longer a struggle. It's a surrender. Voluntary. And yet, every fiber of my being screams that I'm a spy, trained to resist, to never give in. But he... he's found the crack. He's there, beside me, towering, his gaze burning with an authority that's unofficial but weighs heavier than orders. I don't know what he's doing to me - this gym teacher with his too-perfect jaw, his body as taut as a bow - but he has a power over me that I never thought possible. My body no longer obeys me. Every muscle is at his mercy, every breath a confession. And he, the coach, is wavering. I can see it in his eyes. He wants to keep control, but something inside him is trembling. It's not just surprise. Is it fear... or desire? He pinned me down for a second too long. His grip slipped. Not by mistake. He hates himself for what he feels. He hates himself for seeing me as more than an adversary. And I offered myself. I say it. I assume it. Because deep down, this weakness is perhaps my greatest strength.

Suddenly, his gestures change. They're no longer simple holds, no longer gestures of domination or control. No. It's something else. Slower, more intimate. Her expert hands glide over me as if they already know me. And then... I understand. He's working on my cock He's working on my cock, straightforwardly, with unsettling precision. My breath quickens, I could push him away, I have the strength - but I do nothing. I let him have it. I even give it to him. In spite of myself, in spite of everything. I feel the precum slowly flowing, betraying what I feel better than any words. My sex throbs under his fingers, and each caress brings a stronger wave than the last. My body, this mission-honed tool, this armor raised against threats... burns under his caresses. He makes me shiver. Literally. From my neck to my loins, from my legs to my stomach. I'm caught between pleasure and panic. I'm his superior. I'm a spy. This kind of abandonment has no place in my world. And yet, here I am. The pleasure is too pure, too raw. And the more he draws me in, the more I feel the boundaries of my mission fading - as if, in this suspended moment, there's only him, me, and this vertigo I wasn't prepared for.

I no longer struggle. I let myself be carried away by a tide of sensations I can't control. He takes my penis as if it were a simple tool, a docile toy, between his hands, between his choices. Then, slowly, he lowers himself. His body, this temple of power, opens up and swallows me with disconcerting ease. I penetrate him, and he takes me. A total reversal, brutal and exquisite. His back arches, his muscles tense, and I'm there, inside him, carried away by his heat, his strength, his will to have me. He moans, but they're not complaints. They're muffled cries of pleasure, almost mute commands. And I, against all logic, respond. Every movement is a gentle bite into my ethics, my mission, my role. Boss, spy, dominant - all fade away. All that's left is this connection, raw, visceral. It's not just good. It's overwhelming. He gives me more than pleasure. He steals a part of me - and I offer it to him, without resisting.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

My body was shaking, all my muscles were tense, my eyes were rolled back deep, and my mouth was open with my tongue hanging out. With this huge rod he simply stretched me, opened all my barriers that could possibly be, my tight hole ring was painfully pulsating tightly clasping his veiny shaft. My body was not ready to accept such a monster, but I didn’t care... I had been waiting for this for too long, and I wanted him so badly. And now I’m finally on him... I can feel how deep inside me his cock is pulsating; I can feel his power and authority over me... If he were the Observer, he could easily have me now... how ironic... I moaned furiously, tightly squeezing and rubbing my abs... I could feel his huge beast pressing against him from the inside as if it wanted to break free. A dizzying feeling. I stopped thinking at all, I was driven only by passion... and maybe... “Mmmm... oh, yes... sir...” All I could say with heavy and frequent breathing. My body was flowing madly, from pain that smoothly turned into pleasure... Yes, I did it myself. Having impaled myself on this huge rod, I simply offered myself to him completely, surrendered to him without resistance. What could I do... I was madly getting into him. And now my pleasure knew no bounds, it simply fucked my brain to the point of removal.

A thick strong cock stretched my sweet wals, and I did not even resist anymore... I relaxed my ass, and his cock penetrated even deeper into the deepest sweet places that no one had ever reached. I moaned in an uncharacteristic manner for me, like a boy who tried a cock in his ass for the first time. My body trembled treacherously. I fell on top of you. For a moment, the picture before my eyes swam... no, I was definitely not ready for such size... My head lay on his chest, and I heard his passionate breathing and his fast, clearly beating out the rhythm of desire heart. No, I could not leave him without a reply, it would be the worst nightmare for me if everything ended like this. I will not ruin all the pleasure and will do everything to please him. Such was my crazy desire.

I moaned and exhaled deeply and long. My hands were shaking, my huge guns, they were shaking, just an indescribable feeling... I leaned these shaking hands on his massive chest again... Everything was still blurry in my eyes, as if I was wearing a blindfold. I did not see his face expression and did not know what impression my short-term failure, my weakness had on him... was he disappointed... I did not care... Having made a few more efforts on myself, I began to move my hips and pelvis... As if by electricity, waves of pleasure struck me throughout my body... His giant moved in unison with my movements, giving me unprecedented pleasure stretching me harder... My moans began to become more frequent and louder. Trying to get used to this size, I began to rise slightly above his body. I felt hot when this beast started to move greedily inside me, deeper and deeper each time... It was pouring off me in waterfalls, it seemed like the entire space of the club was in our smell and sweat, and it certainly wouldn't go away until tomorrow. His strong male scent turned me on; I leaned towards him. I raised his hand to reveal his deep, wet armpit to my gaze and buried myself in it, greedily inhaling the strong aroma... It worked on me like an energy drink, and I somehow found new reserves in myself... I started moving on his massive cock more confidently, my movements became more stable and precise. And then I started to fuck myself to the fullest... Still inhaling and licking his armpit, I began to raise my pelvis higher and higher each time and impaling myself to the very base... This continued until his cock began to fly out of my no longer so tight hole. My big buttocks slapped hard against his body every time I hit the base. The sound echoed throughout the club. I stopped feeling pain, only pleasure and hoped that he did too...

AYINDEI

It's a strange, unsettling, almost unreal sensation to finally possess the body that has haunted my nights and silences. In the half-light still charged with the electricity of battle, my breath mingles with hers and I lose myself in the living map of her muscles, in the burning relief of every curve that I rediscover like a forbidden territory. His skin is a wilderness, and my desire is a feverish expedition, a breathless march to an unknown summit. Every drop of sweat on him seems sacred, every beat of his heart a signal, a promise, a frontier crossed. I'm no longer the coach with the strategic gaze, nor the spy with an obscure mission. I'm something else - a man stripped of his masks, an intoxicated explorer, walking in lands that exist only for me, in that suspended moment when intimacy becomes revelation. I engrave every sensation in me, as if this torrid act were a secret map engraved on my skin, a truth that no order can erase.

His body opened up to me like an unsuspected enigma, revealing territories whose warmth still overwhelms me. I stand there in a silence that is no longer strategic or calculated. It's no longer a mission, no longer a role-playing game - it's a revelation. His jerky breathing guides my movements like a compass in this unknown world I never thought I'd reach. Every pulse beneath his skin is a grazed boundary, every movement of my pelvis a call to plunge further, to explore what was forbidden to me. I feel within me the echo of her surrender, the quiver of her unbridled desire, and this shakes me more than any confrontation. My normally controlled mind wavers under the pressure of this wild intimacy. I discover his body like a feverish cartographer, noting every relief, every vibration, with the urgency of one who knows that this map may never be redrawn. And yet, it's not just his body I'm penetrating, it's his world, his history, his absolute surrender - and it's me who's lost in this empire he has offered me.

His body submerged me like a burning tide, and my landmarks dissolved in this visceral heat. With each moan he made, I felt a wave pass through me, as if his emotions became mine, engraved in the hollow of my chest. His hands were trembling over me, like vibrating beacons guiding my desire to unsuspected depths. His gestures, imbued with tension, gave me the strange impression of a secret rite, of a moment stolen from reality. I did not see His face, but His breath, that desperate panting, told me of His trouble and need. And me, instead of analyzing you like the undercover agent I was supposed to be, I let myself get caught. My role, my duty, my lies... everything was fading away as his body presented itself in this unpredictable dance. His skin was burning, like a living forge, and its thick, musky, animal scent—imprinted in my mind as a mark I could never erase. When it is buried against me, trembling, devoured by pleasure, I felt a crack in me. Something raw. Something that exceeded me. It was no longer a game, nor a way to collect information: it was a revelation. I felt him move, regain control, like a phoenix reborn in the shadow of the club. And I, a burning spectator, welcomed this rise like a baptism. His desire electrified me, annihilated me, recomposed me. I was there, in the eye of the cyclone, contemplating a naked truth: this territory that I claimed to dominate, it was he who made it tremble.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

Waves of ecstasy covered me with my head with each thrust. I had already gotten used to the size, to its incredible length and thickness. I was simply in space with joy. I watched his movements and his facial expressions. He was also delighted with what was happening. His pleasure turned me on even more. He responded to my movements. His pelvis moved with mine. With that his cock penetrated me even deeper. "Fuckkk..." I moaned... Delight, pleasure, bliss... everything was just perfect.”

I leaned towards his face and kissed him, deeply sticking my tongue into his mouth. This time he allowed me to explore the entire space of his mouth. Continuing to fuck myself, but more restrainedly and more smoothly, I began to caress his body. Having unstuck myself from his insanely sweet lips, I went lower to his neck. With my tongue I felt the rhythmic beating of his blood in the arteries... I covered his neck with passionate kisses with a hickey, lightly biting the skin on his neck. My hands explored his entire gorgeous body, worshipped it. I ruffled his hair and continued to cover his muscles with juicy kisses. I rubbed his powerful arms. Kissed his biceps and triceps, his huge shoulders. I squeezed and massaged his huge back muscles while caressing his large nipples. I inhaled his scent with rapture, with a full chest, I wanted to remember this scent for the rest of my life... his body heat mixed with mine. We were like a huge generator for producing heat, a fire of passion, a volcano of desire, a bright hot star of lust...

Jumping off his huge rod, I sank between his widely spread massive legs. His beast cast a shadow on my face, dominating me by only its size, located an inch from my lips. His cock exuded a wonderful aroma and radiated heat that beckoned me without letting me come to my senses. With one hand I grouped his balls, lightly squeezing them and massaging them in my huge palm. With the other hand I began to move along his wet and sticky shaft. I kissed the top of his strong and trembling cock. Then, going lower to his balls, I began to kiss his shaft. My hands massaged his abs and the base of his monster. And finally, my lips reached his sweet and wet balls, full of this delicious nectar. Sticking out my tongue I began to caress his balls. My tongue wrapped around his ball, gently massaging and slightly tossing. I kissed them and then sucked one huge ball into my mouth, and then with my hand helped to insert the second one. They are so big and full that they filled the entire space of my mouth. Moaning, I began to savor them, sucking and caressing them in my mouth. I played with them inside my mouth with my tongue, turning them over, rolling them from one side to the other. I moistened them perfectly. Releasing them from my mouth, I placed them on my palm and continued massaging them. My tongue touched the base. Then, without tearing the tip of my tongue away from its shaft, I began to rise to its peak. As if climbing Olympus to victory and glory. Stopping at the head of his cock, I paused and looked at Ayindei. As if waiting for His permission...

AYINDEI

I feel every shiver that runs through his body, every sigh he lets out like a burning offering. His warmth envelops me, drawing me further into the delicious abyss where our desires become entangled. My hips move forward, guided by his moans, by the feverish tension vibrating between us. Her pleasure becomes my pulse, my own vertigo. I'm suspended on the edge of explosion, muscles tense, sweat trickling down the back of my neck. Our breaths collide, our bodies become one. It's a crescendo, an irresistible rise, and I want nothing more than to be extinguished inside him in this sweet, wildfire.

I no longer know where I begin and where you end. Every caress, every kiss you place on me sends waves of pleasure so deep that my body seems to dissolve beneath your fingers. Your tongue in my mouth, your breath on my neck, it's as if you're rewriting every fiber of me so that it beats only to your rhythm. I feel everything - your feverish passion, your animal tenderness, your desire that engulfs me. My body no longer responds to me, it only knows you. I shudder when you massage my body, I tense under your kisses, and every time you nibble my skin, I feel devoured, claimed. Your hands glide over me as if sculpting me, and I let them, a willing prisoner of this fiery ritual. The electricity between us is insane, pure combustion. I no longer breathe, I burn. You invade me, consume me, transform me. I want to stay there, suspended on your breath, offered your warmth, eternally crushed under the radiance of this star we've lit together.

The sensation is overwhelming. As soon as your mouth lands on me, I'm sucked into a dizziness I can no longer control. Your tongue grazes, envelops, devours. My breath catches, my loins tense, and my hand closes on the sheets as if to anchor me to reality. You thrill me from the inside out, every fiber of me contracting in a pleasure too intense to contain. Your rhythm, your precision, this heat that consumes me - I surrender, totally, helplessly. I'm yours, offered and hungry. And yet... suddenly, you stop. Your absence is brutal. Emptiness bites me, frustration claws at me. My body protests, demands, seeks your presence again. My mouth opens speechless; my eyes stalk you in disbelief. Why did you stop? My gaze becomes a silent supplication, burning with desire, charged with tension. My fingers slide against your jaw, gently, but with trembling urgency. My eyes speak to you: resume. Don't leave me hanging there on the edge of the abyss. I stare at you with a mixture of hunger and defiance, ready to tell you without a word that you can't go now. You've awakened the beast; you must appease it. And I sense, in the tension between us, that you understand. Your smile returns... and my flesh begins to quiver again.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

His slightly lost look and questioning expression were worth stopping for a second. Yes, it was worth it. He was completely in my power, in my strong, hot embrace of passion, under my relentless sexual pressure. I took possession of him completely from head to toe. His body belonged to me at that moment, and only to me, and he did not deny it, did not resist my movements. I covered him like a huge tsunami, sweeping away all his barriers on my way, destroying all boundaries of decency, dragging him further into the depths of debauchery and merciless lust. It was visible to the naked eye. He did not want to stop. I was ready to rush forward with him into this abyss together in the strong and hot embrace of passion... and love... I admitted to myself then... I fell victim to his magnetism, he shot my heart through with his charisma, his strength, and the beauty of his body... He tore out this shot heart and devoured it whole... I was in his power; he was in mine... We moved in this cycle like Yin and Yang together, each with his own shortcomings, but balancing each other in an intoxicating passion that was a little frightening to the point of a pleasant shiver with its vague future...

I kissed his hand passionately. It was hot and scorchingly pleasant. He gave a sign, which in principle was not required... I would have continued my crazy crusade to conquer his entire body... I stuck out my tongue and gently caressing the head of his cock, slightly playing with his heavy and massive balls. I began to return him back to a trance, to a state of intoxication... In order to make that very move that I had been waiting for so long and impatiently. With a greedy sharp movement, I swallowed his rod, inserting it into my virgin throat as much as I could. My surprise and admiration knew no bounds when I realized that his powerful beast entered me only halfway. His wet and pulsating head pressed tightly against the wall of my throat. Tears ran down my cheeks from the pressure, and I began to choke... My sighs and moans became quieter, muffled by his huge shaft... Abundant saliva flowed down his shaft to the balls, which I squeezed and massaged as if in some kind of trance. His cock continued to secrete pre without ceasing, which lubricated my throat better than my own saliva. This warm, slightly salty lubricant softened and lubricated my throat well. The next moment his cock trembled a little and slid further deeper into my throat. I turned but did not dare to take it out of my mouth. A burning pain, but pleasant, spread along my neck. His monster was simply destroying my unprepared throat; the sweet walls stretched helplessly under the pressure of his size. My jaws ached from how much I opened it. I stuck my tongue out even further and slowly but surely began to move towards his base. There, where my hands continued to work his hard balls. It seemed like this halfway point would never end, it seemed like an eternity had passed... but I wasn't going to stop, no, not now... nothing could stop me. Not the pain in my jaws, not the pain in my throat... My body was shaking with pleasure. As if a revelation had opened up to me and I began to beat in ecstasy.

His beast had reached my heart, I thought so, when unexpectedly for myself my nose touched his hot and elastic pubis. My eyes were watering and my whole face was sweating... I had never sweated so much in any of my workouts. What was happening now was a hundred times more powerful and stronger than any workout.

For some time, I lingered at its base, breathing heavily through my nose. I was practically suffocating. Its huge shaft blocked almost all the air flow into my lungs. The lack of oxygen acted on me like a drug... Consciousness swam, and I began to slowly move up its insanely huge cock up to half its length... and then abruptly back to the base. Again up, already higher, and again down to the base until my nose crashed into his powerful abs wall at a furious speed. Nothing else existed in the area for me. Only this incomparable Apollo... My ears were ringing; my eyes were clouded with tears... But I continued to train my mouth and throat to achieve perfection. His taste and elasticity inside me drove me crazy. This continued until I reached its top, the top of Olympus again. My heart was pounding wildly, my whole being was screaming with pleasure. I moaned with pleasure. My throat got used to it a little and I began a mad race; I began to impale myself with double force. From the top to the bottom, from Olympus to the very abyss of Tartarus and again up and again down. Each time these dives became easier for me, the slaps of my cheeks on his strong body became louder... I wanted nothing more, only him... here and now...

AYINDEI

Your gestures run through me like a burning wave, Nick. Every syllable reminds me of that moment when our bodies found each other, when every barrier between us shattered under the pressure of that fire you lit inside me. Your embrace, your strength, your surrender... everything engulfed me, sucked me into a trance I never want to leave. When I saw you suspended between desire and perdition, I knew nothing would ever be the same again. My breath aligned with yours, my gestures followed your pulses, and every second spent in this chaos was an offering. Yes, I felt you invade me, dominate me, rewrite me. And yet, it wasn't submission - it was fusion. You took me, and I let you take me. Not because I had no strength left, but because I wanted us to devour each other. That thrill you speak of; I had it too. That vertigo of the unknown, that mixture of fear and pleasure, I've tasted it. And if the future is as cloudy as your eyes when you look at me... then I'm ready to lose myself in it again.

You thought you'd faced everything, overcome everything. But what you're feeling right now isn't a physical ordeal - it's the total collapse of your bearings. I'm standing in front of you, massive, imposing, and your reaction tells me everything: your choppy breath, your streaming face, your troubled gaze. My body is a constant pressure, a wall of heat against which you crash with no hope of escape. And when your nose buried itself there, so close, so deep in my presence, I saw your pride melt away. You wanted to fight, now you're consumed. Your forehead drips, your chest heaves with difficulty, your body trembles without understanding. This isn't sport anymore, this isn't a session - this is a brutal immersion into what I am. A beast born to create sweat, thrill, and surrender. You've come too close to this fire, and now you're burning. But deep down... I sense you don't want to escape this. You dread it and you crave it. Because you know that nothing has ever turned you around so much. Nothing has ever been so real. Me, here, against you. And everything else fades away.

He kneels before me, as if absorbed by my presence, and from the first contact, I feel a shiver running along my spine. His breathing is short, erratic, as if there were no more air outside mine. And me, I remain there, impassive, dominant, feeling every millimeter of me sinking into him with a calculated, almost ceremonial slowness. The silence in the room writhes under the power of our fusion: the breath, the humidity, the nervous tension... everything thickens. He clings to my base, hesitating, then rushes forward, carried away by a wild desire to swallow me up. At each descent, his body wavers, his spirit fades, and I feel his abandonment turn into adoration. I watch her neck tremble, her fingers tense against my thighs, her body struggle between pain and devotion. My skin becomes its territory, my warmth its oxygen. And me... I feel something being torn in me. It’s not just pleasure, it’s a crazy, primitive, irrepressible rise. Each back-and-forth sucks me into a spiral, as if my nerves were tense to the extreme, as if my breath became a silent scream. My pelvis comes to life on its own, my gaze is blurred, my stomach contracts. I am here, suspended on the edge of a glowing precipice. Then comes the moment. The one I cannot hold back, that I cannot name. A violent, total shock passes through me. My body explodes from the inside, my voice breaks in my throat, and I feel my legs wobble. I am engulfed, drowned in his fervor. All my being is cowardly taken, liberated, consumed. And in this vertigo, I am nothing more than a dull throbbing, a pure trembling... a beast in a trance, become a star in the darkness.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

His trembling gave way to wild vibrations deep inside me. My own muscles responded in resonance to his moans and shudders. I entered the taste, my throat no longer resist, and my throat was perfectly stretched. The walls perfectly outlined the shape of his cock and now perfectly suited his powerful tool of passion. It slid with ease, lubricated with my saliva and his own pre. I slowed down a little, watching his reaction. I liked to feel this power over him; I liked to tease him. As before, he did not want me to stop. My hands grabbed his massive hips, and I sped up again dragging him back into the abyss of madness. Canvas of the ring beneath us darkened with moisture, it was soaked through with our secretions, a sign of our passion, a mark that will not soon disappear and evaporate from this altar of lust and sex.

However, even after all that I had received, it was not enough for me. I sucked greedily, greedily squeezed his balls. Yes, I needed only one thing. My hands changed position. I squeezed his muscles around his beast, the base of his giant and his massive balls. The more I sucked, the larger and more powerful my greed hunger became. I wanted to empty him incredibly badly, to suck out all the Juice, every last drop from these huge balls. All his marvelous protein. I didn’t care about anything else, only this goal. I needed it vitally. I increased the pace and amplitude. Having made a few more approaches with this trainer, I grabbed his shaft with both hands... Fuck it's big, even with my huge palms I couldn't cover it completely. My hands squeezed his thick shaft tightly, but not to the point of pain. My hands fixed on his cock deadly and were no longer going to let go until it erupted like a volcano in the grand finale of its languor and restraint. Jerking off his shaft with both hands, not very quickly, I continued to lick his head until it shined. My tongue coiled around the top like a tempting snake, wanting him to finally commit this sweet sin and fill everything inside me with a warm and pleasant substance. Gradually, I began to increase the speed, and along with it, the depth of swallowing. As I sped up, I was merciless to him, to his moans and his muscle body shaking in ecstasy.

AYINDEI

I feel everything in me tensing, each muscle beating at its own pace, as if my entire body was screaming its abandonment. My belly contracts, my throat tightens, my fingers anchor on his hips like on the only fixed point in this vertigo. He swallows me with a voracity that defies all logic—and I, the cold ruler, the strategist with secrets, am on the verge of an eruption. It’s no longer desire, it’s an earthquake. I want to resist, keep control... but it’s too late. Pleasure consumes me, devours me, drives me to forget what I am, what I represent. And yet, deep inside me, a voice is shouting. He’s not just an employee—he’s a man I rule, who I should keep at bay. And there, under his lips, I am naked, vulnerable, exposed. I almost. I dropped the mask. My power flows, not only in his gesture, but in this silence, in this sweat that permeates the ground beneath us like a carnal confession. I am at the edge, Ayindei... at the edge of myself.

My whole body is concentrated in a single pulse. There is no more scenery, no longer reason, just his mouth like a burning vortex, a fixed point in a universe that collapses around it. The heat intensifies at my base, radiates into my entrails, and each fiber of me stretches as it accelerates, sinks, and demands. My pelvis reacts, involuntarily, as if the mechanics of pleasure had been freed from my will. My fingers cling to his shoulders, not to hold him back, but to keep me from tipping completely into the abyss. The pace becomes crazy, millimetred, a shower of shivers passes through me. His tongue, his throat, his skin—everything relentlessly tears me away from myself. I feel my thighs tremble, my knees flex, my abs contract with an animal precision. My breathing is now nothing but a broken, chopped breath, barely human. He does not suck—he invokes. He dislodges me, reforms me, sculpts me in a raw ecstasy. And then it bursts. My head tilts, my eyes close, my cry gets stuck in my throat. An electric wave travels through me from the nape of my neck to my heels. My muscles contract in series, my pelvis leaps in a last impulse, and I spread myself—not only in him, but everywhere, in the air, in sweat, in the memory of the moment. I am drained, dripping, frozen. My hands are falling, my shoulders are sagging, my breath is still trying to stabilize. I am overwhelmed by a glowing calm, a silence dense as velvet. My mind floats, attached to this body that has offered me oblivion, attached to this pleasure too great to be simply sexual. I remain there, caught between gratitude and dizziness, in the aftermath of chaos — on the edge of the sacred.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

I didn't even think about stopping, even after a powerful strong stream hit the deepest parts of my throat. Even after a huge stream filled the entire space of my mouth, and a thick warm juice went further into my depths. I swallowed everything he gave me, although it was not easy. I knew that the prize would be great, but that I could not even imagine such a huge one. It contained me very well. I lightly squeezed his balls and continued to suck the rest out of him ... it was still not enough for me, I wanted more. A warm wave made my head spin, and I wanted more of him, more of his beautiful presence. Everything in me trembled with delight, it was something unearthly ... as if all the problems were somewhere far away, as if all the tasks and orders of my government did not exist and did not burden me, as if none of this was ... only him and me in the whole universe... Only our perfect combination.

His still hard and strong cock twitched deep inside me shooting the last remains into my insatiable throat. With a slapping sound I finally released him from my tight and elastic clamps. Kissing the wet head, I looked at him, he was in no less ecstasy than I was. He was practically passing out from bliss... I smiled, I liked the thought that all this was my doing... yes, it was... I kissed his Beast again and began to lick him, licking off the remaining spots of flawless protein, which would definitely give an incredible boost to my strength and the growth of my muscles. While I was cleaning him, my hands lightly squeezed his relaxed muscles. I enjoyed this moment and did not want to let him go from my embrace... because soon reality would make itself known again.

AYINDEI

The happiness I had known was unspeakable. No man had ever led me into these kingdoms of abandonment. Me, the feared business leader, impeccable facade of an empire of sand. Me, the fighter trained in the arts of destruction, shaped by the worst underground academies. Me, the cold-blooded surgical spy, the man without attachment, without weakness, I was there, gasping, panting, emptied in his mouth like an overly sensitive teenager. Her lips, firm and sure, had drawn from me what years of war, missions, manipulations had never touched: an absolute abandonment. I had watched him do, at first tense, suspicious, still in the dominant posture. But with each movement of his tongue, each sigh he exhaled against my skin, my walls collapsed. My body, usually locked, had let itself be opened, overflowed, submerged. And when I came into his throat, it wasn’t just a pleasure. It was a surrender. He, a simple coach in the eyes of vacationers, knew. He had understood who I was, or what I was hiding. And he had decided to make me bend, not by force, but by pleasure. It was an act of domination colder, more strategic, more brutal than all the questions I had gone through. And me, I had given in. Lying against the warm gym floor, my muscles still tetanized, I understood that he had just opened a breach. And that a man like me could not afford a breach.

He slowly raised his head, his lips still shining, his eyes planted in mine. That gaze... calm, sure, unfathomable. He said nothing, but everything was there. No provocation, no request. Just a strange form of softness, almost a respect, there, between her wet eyelashes and her tight jaw. Me, I was naked, literally, but especially internally. I had to speak. Find a sentence. An excuse. A mask. But nothing came. My breath trembled. My heart beat in my chest with absurd violence. It was not the pleasure that haunted me now. It was fear. Because I knew. What he had just broken in me was not just a control posture or a spy reflex. It was more intimate. More dangerous. There was something, there, hidden under my skin, a word that I had never let live. Love. What if it was that? If, in this fucking holiday club disguised as a paradise for tourists, I was falling in love? I couldn’t. He knew nothing. Neither my real name. Nor my missions. Nor the dead behind me. Nor the secrets buried under my perfect manager’s smiles. And if he knew... if he really knew... would he still look at me like that? I wanted to take him in my arms, feel his breath against my neck, tell him that I was his. But it would be a lie. Or worse: a weakness. And in my world, weaknesses are always paid for.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

It was amazing, a fairy tale of feelings and emotions. I couldn't even imagine that everything would go exactly along this grandiose and full of passion and heat path. Everything that began simply as an ordinary desire to see him in action, to feel his muscles and strength, grew into a wild passion, into a frantic lust for this magnificent man. He was something unattainable for me. From the very beginning, he was so far from me... and now, when our bodies are wet and shiny, breathing heavily and shuddering under the influence of the residual influence of our unforgettable "fight". Fuck... this feeling was amazing and still so short...

I looked into his eyes... mmm, so stunning, dark, and deep gaze looked into mine half-closed eyes... Another drop of sweat rolled down my temple... "Ayindei, I doubted that I could tell you this, but... I love you, no matter what happens, no matter what obstacle comes between us, I will always love you, I am sure together we can go through any obstacles, and destroy all the barriers that block our path..." All this sounded in my head, but never left my lips... My lips trembled, heavy breathing burned dried lips, but I still could not confess my feelings... Something did not allow me to do this... Fear of being rejected, or maybe just fear that I would make a fatal mistake if I opened up to someone on enemy territory... Spies are not allowed to reveal their emotions... or it was just... I don't know, I just couldn't say that... I kissed him on his tensed lips gently massaging his still hard cock and said only one painfully short sentence: "Is everything okay, sir?"

AYINDEI

My breath broke in my throat at the very moment when I felt it coming against me, our bodies stuck together, trembling, still saturated with adrenaline and desire. Every fiber of my being vibrated—damn... I had almost forgotten what it was, that fire there, that brutal and magnificent vertigo that makes you lose all measure. I was drunk with him. Not just from his body—even though, my God, that body seemed sculpted by gods — but from everything he made me feel. Her burning skin under my hands, her muffled moans, her contained strength that I had felt unleashed just enough to make me shiver. I took a pleasure that I thought had been dead in me for too long... It was more than just a flesh fight. It was... a liberation. A release.

And then... he looked at me. That look... damn. That look, it disarmed me more than any shot. I felt his eyes seeking mine, clinging to them as to a truth one dares not say. He didn’t say anything—not the exact words, not the words one expects in these moments — but I heard them. I felt them pierce me, through me entirely. I knew what he meant. And my heart sank. It had been years... damn years that I hadn’t felt that way. This sweet and violent pain at the same time, when you feel like you matter. That we are no longer just a body, a function, a facade. I was almost afraid. Afraid of what it meant. Afraid that it would be true. Afraid that it would be too late, or too fragile. But I couldn’t help smiling. A trembling smile, a bit stupid, a bit lost. My fingers slid gently over his glowing chest, still stretched by the remnants of our struggle. I kissed him gently on the jaw, then I whispered to him, the husky voice: "You just exploded something in me, Nick... And I’m not sure I can put the pieces back together. But... I don’t want to run away. Not this time.” And in the silence that followed, I just held him against me. Strong. Because sometimes it’s the only possible answer to a love that was thought lost forever.

MUSCLE BOY NICK

His hoarse and rough voice echoed in my head and lit the smoldering coals anew. Did he mean what he said? Did I hear right, did he really just confess something intimate? His voice penetrated deep into my brain, and his warm breath tickled my ear slightly... I moaned again and a powerful explosion occurred again... The second time he made me cum without hands. My cock shuddered furiously, covering our muscles with tight and shiny semen. My body trembled once more when the last shot was fired, and I slightly softened on his broad and strong chest...

How I wish it could stay like this forever. Me and him, we were lying here together on the wet and sweat-soaked canvas of the ring. His breathing was even and strong, and his heart was beating fast... I heard it clearly... It takes a lot of willpower and no less courage to confess and open up to a practically stranger about your feelings. My muscles were still shaking from the sudden explosion... or from the fact that I still couldn’t admit to him that my feelings were the same as his... However, I began to feel how our shared serene bliss, our secret garden, was beginning to creep up on the cruel reality with its problems and the burden of responsibility that was placed on me... It was incredibly irritating; I hated myself for who I was... How simple everything would be if I were an ordinary trainer... "Sir... it's so late already..." I spoke, my voice trembled slightly, and I laughed to hide my confusion. My hands were still caressing his charming body... I couldn't tear myself away, I wanted to enjoy his amazing muscles as long as possible... "It's so late, can I spend the night here, in the club... Let's move to your office, there's a very comfortable sofa there..." I raised my head and looked into his eyes again... My heart skipped a couple of beats from regret and self-hatred that I was so meanly trying to take advantage of the situation... However, my face did not show these emotions. I gave him my gentle smile and kisses on his sweaty chest... "We can't lie here forever..." I whispered and the voice in my head screamed: "WHY NOT!"

AYINDEI

I remained silent for a moment. The weight of his body over mine, the still lively heat between our skins, the taste of salt and pleasure... all this kept me in a state of floating—between ecstasy and vertigo. He had just exploded me again. Just by his voice, his breath, his presence. I was fucking heartbroken. My body shivered, but this time it was nothing more than desire — it was confusion, pure, deep, emotional confusion. I felt him laugh softly, clumsily, trying to hide his trouble behind this request... sleep here. Move towards my desk. Excuse the comfort of the sofa. He was looking for a refuge. Not just for the night. For him. For us. And I understood it. My gaze stuck into his. Not to judge him. Not to guess if he was lying to me. Just... to feel. Let that damn truth pierce me. He needed me. Maybe not in the exact way I dreamed of. Maybe he didn’t even know yet how much he loved me. But it wasn’t a big deal. I straightened up slightly, my abs softly contracting under his weight. I wrapped him in my strong arms and placed my forehead against his. My voice was low, husky, almost broken: “Stay. Stay as long as you want.”

I have marked a break. I wanted to yell at him that I did too, I wanted time to stop here, between the ropes of the ring, in this parenthesis where nothing existed anymore except him and me. But I didn’t scream. I just muttered: "Maybe we can’t stay lying here forever... but we can still decide what to do next. And if you need a place to lose yourself a little... well, you’ve found it.” I smiled at him—a real smile this time, fragile, but whole. Then, slowly, I stood up with him in my arms, his weight against my chest. I felt his hands cling a little stronger, like a child who would be afraid of being let go. "Come... the sofa is wide. And I want to feel your heart still beating against me. Even if it’s just for a few hours." And in my head, despite the calm of my gestures, despite the sweetness of my voice, a sentence looped around, violent, uncontrollable: "What if I never want to let you go again?"

TO BE CONTINUED…

Published: 2025-08-07, viewed 126 times.