THE HIGH TABLE
Established: 2023-11-17
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A worldwide organization of men trained for violent, bloody, and even deadly combat. Their competence is indicated by their qualifications, from the lowest to the highest, reserved for an elite.
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Nate_Rivas:
The day has finally come to measure myself against you. But this time in a real competition, man to man, to see once and for all who is the best man on the ship. We've been at sea for weeks competing in physical tasks or drinking at night. A couple of times we even came to blows, although we were quickly separated. Now, taking advantage of the boxing tournament on board, the other guys have paired us up so we can finally give free rein to the hatred between us. In the boiler room, under the suffocating heat of the engines, with no ring other than the boys themselves around us, between barrels and the beams of the ship. I arrive at the hold dressed in my shorts and tank top, serious, with anxiety well hidden in my stomach. I am aware of the difference in size between us, but I don't care. There are many more decisive factors in the fight. The boys around us talk excitedly, visibly excited in the same way. I emerge on the other side of the circle they make around us for the fight to take place. I take off my shoes before entering it and approach you for the face-to-face before the fight. I stand just a few inches away. "I'm going to beat you up, finally. There's no escape here, and I'm the best man. There will be no doubt about it." I pause, holding your gaze before retreating to undress and put on my gloves.
Connor:
At last, I will finally get my hands on Nate without being fined or sacked . Over the few weeks at sea, the animosity between us has just grown and grown. The guy just kept niggling at me any chance he could get and we had come to blows. Its lucky we were pulled apart as I know I could do him some serious damage. A good hard punch to his handsome face though might have done him some good.
Other than the nights of drinking, there is little to do on board this ship so the boxing tournament is something all the guys get into. It so happens that it is the boats boxing tournament tonight and the two of us have been paired up. The bosses here obviously want us to sort it out or for one of us to be taken out.
I head to the boiler room as the time for the tournament to start approaches. The place is rammed . I look over to see my opponent for the night push through the circle and I smirk. The guy is tiny compared to me . He knows this. He can deal with the consequences. I am dressed in shorts with a thin top on and my thick sailor boots on my feet. I move in as he does and we stand close . The crowd around quietens as they see us lock eyes. " Beat me up? You are going to battered , bruised,. and begging for mercy when I have finished with you. If you are the best man here, when we go to war, I guess this boat is doomed then. You are nothing but a useless waste of space and I am going to , once and for all ,teach you a lesson.." The crowd cheer and start to talk again as we both go outwards to get ready for the match. My heart pounding with excitement .
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Nate_Rivas:
Your threats only increase my fury and hatred toward you, which is exactly what you wanted. The smell of testosterone fills the air during the face-off between these two alpha males. When we finally separate, the knot in my stomach from the anxiety of the fight grows stronger. Slowly, looking at you from the opposite edge of the circle, I take off my shirt, revealing a muscular, fibrous chest, perfectly defined and shaved. Every millimetre of it polished to increase my strength. The heat of the room and the tension have already begun to take their toll, and beads of sweat trickle down my pecs to my abs. Without taking my eyes off you, I pull down my shorts until I'm standing in my old white army jockstraps. My crotch is visibly bulging. A teammate helps me put on my aged leather gloves, again keeping his gaze fixed on me, while another of the guys dictates the rules. "Remember, guys, the only rule in this boxing match is that there are no rules. You'll fight until one of you gives up or is knocked out on the count of 10. What happens before and after that is up to you." I nod as I bang both gloves together hard and approach the centre of the circle barefoot, stretching my neck to both sides.
Nate_Rivas: 
Connor:
I listen as the rules ( There are none of course which gets my heart pounding even more. ) are shared and my cock flexes. Having pulled off my top , boots and shorts, I too stand in a filthy white jock . I look you over as my gloves are tugged on. I have to admit that the guy is hot with defined muscle and a bulging jock . I shake my arms out as they finish putting on the gloves and I lift my shoulders, puff out my muscled chest and bash my gloves together. The heat is stifling and my body is coated in a layer of sweat before the match begins. I come to the middle of the circle of men. I spit to the side then glare at you as this match starts. There is no bell , its just us and the crowd who will us on . They want a hot, brutal match and I am sure I am going to deliver on that.
I roll my shoulders and crank my neck.. " After I have got you down, just imagine the fun I will have with you Nate . That ass and cock are going to be mine." The crowd cheer as I begin to circle. I raise my arms up though, showing off for the guys but also to get into your head before this match even starts.
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Nate_Rivas:
I smile contemptuously at your threat. “You're the one who's going to end up screwed in every possible way tonight, Connor.” I look at you as you flex those huge biceps, trying not to be distracted, but instinctively flexing my pecs in response. I get into a boxing stance and start circling you too, both of us stalking each other like wild animals. I look at you from behind my gloves, tense. Then I launch my attack, testing your guard with a couple of quick left jabs, followed by a powerful left hook to your side, aiming for your liver.
Connor:
You come at me. I knew you would. I bring my arms up as you throw out a few jabs which are there to just test my response. Well that's not an issue as I counter your first one , my gloved arm blocking the shot with my forearm, followed by a step to the right as your arm hooks towards my side. I just smile at you." Looks like the guy needs to do a little better fellas. Wouldn't you agree? " as I continue to try to get in your head. I even do a little dance, wiggling my hips then rub my glove over my bulging pouch ." We all know here where this will end up tonight"
I raise my arms then then turn in. I send out my own combination. A straight punch , to hit your chest followed by an upper cut to your into those abs that I can't wait to break down . The punches there to test you and see just what will be needed to take you out
Nate_Rivas:
Your words know where to strike. You've been studying me these past few weeks and you know I have a wild temper, always ready to explode, so you seek out exactly that to enrage me and make me lose my concentration. Obviously, this isn't your first rodeo on the boat. I respond to your words with nothing more than a roar of fury as I launch myself back into the attack, an attack that you interrupt with your direct hit. I manage to block it with difficulty at the last moment, deflecting it to one side, but then your glove digs into my abs and stops my momentum, causing me to let out a growl of pain or fury, it's not clear. What you do notice is that they are as hard as the steel of the ship itself. Without waiting for you to continue the attack, I throw a right hook at your cheek.
Connor:
You manage to deflect my first jab but when my glove sinks into your gut , the guys cheer out. I know this guy is fit. Working long hours, doing manual jobs every one here has to be. But when my glove barely seems to register on your face, I know I m going to have to use every possible amount of power I have to break you down. A lucky hit or thrown out punch is going to do nothing and just be a waste of my energy. You stop me thinking as your hook smashes into my cheek . My head is thrown to the side and my body turns. Sweat sprays off my body onto the men around us and the floor. I stagger , getting my balance quickly as your mates in the crowd cheer you on. That will teach me to lose my concentration for even a second. The guy is dangerous. I rub my jaw with my glove. " That one you can have. " I bring my gloves up again as I bounce from foot to foot then step in. I send out a punch to towards your chest again , but this time its a right hook of my own that swings its way towards your temple .Each punch punctuated with a loud grunt.
Nate_Rivas:
I watch as you step back and rub your mouth after my punch. “It won't be the last one you're going to take, bastard.” I wait for you as you come back, feeding off the boys' screams. This time, however, you're quicker to attack, contrary to what your body might suggest. I bring both forearms together to block your fist to the chest in what I thought was going to be a series of blows to the body, but I don't see the hook in time and it crashes brutally into my temple, tilting my head and sending sweat flying onto the boys. My body stumbles to the edge of the circle of men, stunned for a few moments by such an impact.
Connor:
You stumble and I move in wanting to make the most of this chance. You can't escape . The men's bodies surrounding us cutting your escape off. I step in and hammer a combo of fists to your sides just above your hips. left right left right . Sweat flying off me as my biceps bulge as I follow these up with an upper cut to your abs . I lean in smash my forehead to your nose. . The crunch clear for all even over the cries of the men.
Nate_Rivas:
NNNphh NNPHH NPPHHH! YOUR BLOWS HIT ME ON THE SIDES, LEFT AND RIGHT, BEING VIOLENTLY BEATEN. My pecs bounce with each blow, as do my bare buttocks. Then that hook lifts me a few millimetres off the ground, making me spit saliva on the floor and bend forward with a deep groan of pain. What I didn't expect was the headbutt that throws me backwards into the crowd. The crack is accompanied by blood gushing from my nose. The guys grab me by both arms, preventing me from falling, and throw me back at you, stunned and defenceless for a few moments, barely able to react to such a combination and low blow.
Connor:
The headbutt has you reeling and only the guys who grab you keep you upright. I wait. I get in my guard position and I wait.. and wait.. And then it happens as I knew it would. The guys push you back towards me. I step in to you, timing it perfectly as I swing a huge upper cut towards you which connects just under your chin.
Nate_Rivas:
BAM!! Your glove hits my chin and throws me up into the air, spitting blood and saliva toward the ceiling as my body is propelled upward. This time, the guys have time to move out of the way, and nothing stops my body from falling, hitting the hard metal floor on my back. First fall for you. I writhe on the floor in pain, not quite sure what happened as I get on all fours amid the screams of the crowd, bent over me, shouting wildly. I spit blood on the floor amid the chorus of all the guys counting. 1... 2... 3...!!! You can see my ass, round and muscular, drenched in sweat, almost offering itself up, raised by the jockstrap. I hit the floor furiously with my glove and finally get up on the count of 7. I wipe my glove across my face as I look at you, soaking it with blood. My own blood. I slam my gloves together in rage and prepare to continue the fight with renewed strength from hatred and adrenaline.
Connor:
You go down. Hard. That punch would take down most guys and you are no exception. As the guys move, you r body flies upwards in an arc before slamming onto the ground on your back. I raise my hands into the air and turn in a circle to take the applause from the captive audience. I turn back to see you on all fours. My cock thuds in my jock when I take in that sight. Your ass cheeks perfectly rounded and I shake my head to clear the image that runs through my mind. I join in the count, punching the air with my right fist with each number.. 4....5.....6..... !! You get up as the seven is counted. The guy is shows his resilience to get up from that. I see though there is a new rage in your eyes , a new hatred . The only sign of any long term effect being the blood splattering that covers your face, chest and now your gloves. " Come on then. I heard you like it on your back.. you want to be sent there again do you? Happy to make it happen Nate, " I raise my guard again and move in, circling again.
Nate_Rivas:
“You're going to get a lot, but right in your fucking face, you bastard!” I return to the fight with all my strength. I'm not going to let this sarcastic bastard keep that smug little smile on his face. Moving my body from side to side, I lunge forward until I break through your guard and throw a left and right hook to your sides, hitting right on the jockstrap, and then, with my body crouched down, I throw a right uppercut to your huge hairy chest to drive my glove into it, each blow accompanied by a guttural groan of effort.
Connor:
" Sure I am stud. " That rage I saw you in eyes now though seems to channel through your body as you step in. Your gloves smashing hard into my side , making my body twist and a loud roar to fill the hold especially when your glove rams my jock. I buckle a little, but swing my own hook towards your cheek only for you to drop low . My fist rockets through the air and it opens me up to another attack as your glove pounds my chest . The vibration from the hit , ripple through my body from my chest to my toes and I now stagger back gasping for air.......I raise my arms to protect myself as I try to stay on my feet when I feel some rough calloused hands on my back pushing me back in towards you. I stagger forward, struggling to stay balanced as my upper body tips forward with my arms stretched outwards.
Nate_Rivas:
I prepare to receive you as your enormous body stumbles toward me, stopping your advance with a hook to your cheek from side to side, and a powerful uppercut that drives my right glove into your stomach, followed by a savage combination of blows to your sides and face, trying to knock down the giant before me. Sweat pouring, my body pressed against yours, the temperature rising even more as our drenched bodies box among the other sweaty men.
Connor:
You time your hook perfectly. Its smashes into my cheeks as I continue my forward motion and stops me in my tracks. My head spins and blood streaks out across the floor and over some of the guys in the front row. You follow it up and my body bends and twists as your combination has me struggling to stay up. My arms trying to lock your arms to my side but another punch full of your pent up rage has me toppling back and its my turn to hit the floor of the hold. My head spinning as my chest heaves. My arms out wide as the guys start to count. 1...2..3....4.. I push an elbow to the floor and start to push up. I shake my head trying to clear it. My vision a little blurred . Your body just a fuzzy silhouette looming over me. 5...6.... I roll over to my front, giving you a perfect view of my glutes . I pull my knees up under me and get slowly up.. 7.... 8.... The count stops as I get to my feet but its clear I am still unstable as my body sways a little. What the fuck ,I think. Those punches are lethal. My sides aching like a fiery hell. I move around the edge of the circle trying to gain some time to clear my head and regain some power. " You are one tough fucker but I am going to make you feel double that pain."
Nate_Rivas:
Your body crumbles as I continue to punch the air a couple of times in my fury, until I realize you're on the floor. “Yeah!” I step back, flexing my torso, showing off all my muscles, highlighting them drenched in sweat, glistening under the reddish light of the room and the crackling of the flames in the boilers. “Come on, bastard, get up and fight!” I clap my gloves together as I step back, looking at the audience, almost challenging them too. You get up slowly, but I notice your ass, strong and big... perfect. I shake my head when I realize that you've gotten up and the fight continues. I raise my guard and respond. “I'm waiting for you, asshole, come on!” I rush to circle around you, feinting with my fist and then closing the distance to drive my knee into your abs.
Connor:
You move in. My head still not clear and your knee sinks into my unprepared abs. I bend in. My head to your shoulder. I wrap my arms around you, pulling you in to me. Our bulges compressed between us as I hold the clinch and play for time. I send a few weak punches into your side. As our sweat merges, I bring one leg around yours, hooking in behind your calf, then push my weight into you to take you down.
Nate_Rivas:
We embrace amid the cheers encouraging us, calling for blood. Just what they're getting. UMMMPHH I take the blows to my sides and throw my own in an exchange of grunts and blows as our chests crush against each other, soaked, your fine hair against my smooth, shaved body. Our cocks collide in the embrace, you feel mine hard against yours, lifting the jockstrap. But I don't expect your move and you manage to unbalance me with your leg, then knock me on my ass on the floor, your body on top of mine as I hold the embrace and expel the air from my chest from the impact.
Connor:
We drop hard to the floor. My weight drops like lead on top of you and I push my fist to the floor to push myself up. Your arms though are wrapped around me. I swing a short punch into your head a few times to get you to loosen them, then push up so I am sitting over your abs. I push my forearm across your neck then start hammering your ribs with some solid punches. The crowd screaming as the match moves on from just a boxing match. Its just what they want: A hot brawl.
Nate_Rivas:
AArrgHHH!! Your huge body is on top of me, your bare ass against my abs, skin on skin. The tip of my cock hits between your buttocks when you position yourself to crush my neck with your forearm and start hitting my ribs with your free arm. NNGGH!! NGGGH!! NNNGH!!! The sweat dripping down my forehead almost blinds me to the whirlwind of violence we have become, but out of pure instinct I throw my glove at your temple several times. I don't get a strong, clear impact, but they are painful enough to buy me time to land a good one with my left and arch my back to turn us around so that now I am on top of you, my hips between your powerful legs.
Connor:
My punches rain down on your stunning body but you lift your fist and swing. The blows are weak and I just shake them off. I stab a punch over my arm on your neck to jab your cheek. Your next punch though shoots up as my ass clenches around the head of your cock. It connects and my body sways on top of you as you bridge up and roll us over, reversing the positions. I push my hands up, pushing my glove to your throat and send a hard jab into your abs before I lift my legs and wrap them around you locking my thighs in tight to your waist . My ankles cross behind your back and I reach around your neck , puling you down on top of me . Your smooth chest pressed tight to my hairy one as I hold you around the top of your back. Your cock pressing against my ass though making it hard to focus.
Nate Rivas:
You bury my face against your chest while your powerful, enormous legs wrap around my waist in a scissor hold, making me groan in pain... but unable to utter a word as my cheek rubs against your pecs. The taste of sweat seeps into my mouth, our bodies couldn't be any closer together. I attack with the only thing I have available right now, my hip, which hits against your ass and causes the tip of my cock to slip between your round buttocks, preventing me from penetrating you, only the fabric of the jockstrap around my cock. I rest both elbows on the floor and try to get up... I plant one foot on the metal, with all my strength, I hug you, grabbing you from behind the neck and pushing your back until I manage to lift you a few inches off the ground, and throw myself again with all my weight to pin you to the surface and get you to let go of me.
Connor:
I can feel the heat from your breath on my pecs while I continue to hold you tight. Taking some time to take some deep breaths while my legs keep you trapped. You then pull you hips back and thrust them forward. I feel your cock, protected by your jock thankfully , up against my hole making my cock throb against your brick -like abs. I wriggle my hips to try to adjust your cock position though. With my arm and legs still around you, I think I have all the time in the world here, when you push your elbows to the floor either side of us and you push up, lifting me enough to slide your arms around my neck. You then push hard, lifting me up and forward and dropping me hard to my back. I let out a loud grunt but although my legs and arms lose their tightness , I keep them around you, keeping your muscled body to mine as I try to suck in more air to replace that which you just extinguished from my lungs. My free arm though rams into your side as hard as I can, I drop the scissors and plant my feet to the floor . The men watch as I arch my body now, lifting my hips as I twist them to turn us once again.
Nate_Rivas:
NNPPHH! Your blow to my sides hurts, and distracts me enough to make you turn us back over onto my back amid the screams of the boys, who are practically on top of us, shouting and screaming like madmen. Before you have time to strangle me again and press your body against mine, I stick my left glove on your chest, pushing you away, and throw a left hook at your nose. Gasping as if I had just emerged from the sea, I bend over so I can swing one leg in front of your torso, plant my bare foot on your chest... and push you back with all my strength, straight into the guys behind you.
Connor:
I start to push myself up on you when your punch slams my chest and your hook smashes my nose. More blood flows like a stream down my face and onto your own. I start to fall and as your push with your foot, I am sent flying off you and into the men who are watching. They go down like bowling pins making a ripple through the crowd as men have to step back. I shake my head and get to all fours having to adjust for the limbs under me. I roll towards you and get to my knees. My nose still trailing my blood over my mouth and down my chin before each droplet of blood falls onto my chest. I wipe my arm across my face. I push up. I clench my hands and slap my glutes as I feel my own rage flowing through me now.
I circle again, bringing my fists up. My jock though, giving up its control on my cock and I glance down to see my cock head pointing out at the side of my jock and my balls hanging low as they swing against my upper thigh. I push my glove to the jock and push it hard , breaking the waistband . I move back, slide my glove over it and my jock falls to the floor. The men gasping as they see how turned on I am. My cock rigid like the mast of the ship and my balls swaying like nets filled with fish.
I step back and move to my friends. I lift my hands to them." lets get this match to the next level. Lets see how you cope with my bare fists smashing into that skull of yours. " I shout at you." You got the balls for it?" My mate pulls off my gloves and I turn back into the circle clenching and unclenching my fists and shaking my arms out as my cock slaps up against my abs.
Nate_Rivas:
I get up after throwing you against the men, knowing, anticipating any possible counterattack. But I see you calmly get up and start undressing, your jockstrap already unable to contain your cock. Mine, on the other hand, is doing exactly the same thing, so with a half-smile, I rip it off, freeing my cock, which bounces against my lower abs. We are both naked, face to face, but you don't stop there. A bare-knuckle fight, with everything. Sounds perfect to me. “Let's do this, man,” I reply between gasps. “You're going to regret this in a few minutes. No rules, until one of us goes down.” One of the guys quickly removes my gloves and I flex and stretch my fingers to prepare myself as I approach you, cracking my neck from side to side and raising my guard, completely naked. “Let's do this, motherfucker, man to man.”
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Connor:
Our balls swing as we both move in towards each other. I raise my fists " Oh one of us will be going down all right. Yeah no rules . Lets go then fucker."
Nate_Rivas:
“You're going to be the one who gets carried out of here, bastard.” We circle each other, looking for a gap in each other's defences, trying to ignore the screams of the guys around us, flooding us. Sweat drips down our bodies, onto our naked cocks... I try not to let that distract me either. I launch into the attack with a couple of left jabs to the face, a right hook to the cheek... and then a shout and a charge with the man to throw you against some nearby barrels.
Connor:
We both move in , circling looking for that weakness. We both send out jabs to the face, I duck so your first one bolts over my head but your right hook lands , spinning my head to the side as my body turns with it. Your shoulder smashes into my side taking me back until My body crumples against the hard wood of a barrel. ARGGGHHHH "You fucker" I yell as I raise my elbow and smash it down onto the back of your head three times. I turn, bring my knee up into you and then push you off me. The men gasp seeing the deep red mark your knuckles just inflicted onto my cheek. I give my side a rub and see some abrasions across my hips from the barrel. A red line from the impression from the top of the barrel as it dug into my skin.
Nate_Rivas:
The marks from my blows and the charge are etched into your body, just like the blood that continues to flow from my broken nose... I wipe my face again and shake my neck. “Come on, bitch, let's get this over with.” I jump on my toes and kick out with a grunt of effort and fury, straight and direct to your stomach just above your abs.
Connor:
" Yeah lets do this!" I move in only to walk straight into your foot. I bend over it , but I manage to grab hold of it and lift it up. I pull it in under my armpit keeping it trapped. With you now in range, I swing my free hand towards your face. It crunches as my knuckles smash into your cheek. I pull your leg towards me even more as you hop on your other leg and thrust a bare fist to those abs. I throw your leg down and step behind you. I wrap my arms around your waist and lift you up then rush forward . The men fall stagger back as I rush you through them to push you towards a thick wooden beam of the boat. I slip my hands from around you but my momentum slams you hard into it. My cock hard against my lower abs , it presses between your glutes as i push my pecs to your back keeping you trapped
Nate_Rivas:
Your fist first smashes my cheek, spraying sweat and blood onto the boys, and then it digs into my abs, making me spit onto the metal floor as my eyes widen, piercing me with your bare fist. When you finally let go of my leg, I'm so dazed and in pain that I can't stop you from slamming me against the wooden column, only turning my face away at the last moment to collide with my chest and absorb the brutal impact with my torso. The pain is tremendous, the guys fall silent for a moment, surprised by the brutality of the fight, although they quickly continue cheering and asking for more blood. I feel your cock between my buttocks, rubbing against them, sliding through the sweat as your nipples dig into my deltoids. Your naked body crushes mine against the column, giving me no escape, my cock pressed against it... I reach back with my hand to grab your neck or hair, trying to pull myself away from the post with my other hand, struggling to push you back...
Connor:
The men's reaction says it all. I keep you pressed there when your hand grabs the back of my head. I reach up and grab yours though, pulling it back only to thrust it hard into the post and this time smashing your face full on. I slam a fist to your kidneys, then step back and ram my knee up into the same spot. I keep this onslaught going as adrenaline pulses through every muscle in my body. I grab your wrist pulling it off my head and locking it up your back shoving your wrist between your shoulder blades. I grab the back of your hair and pull hard as I step back. I pull you with me, manhandling you back to the main part of the hold again as the men move around us , like a sea around some rocks. Once there, I let go of your head and slam my fist deep into your kidneys again
Nate_Rivas:
My head crashes into the pole and blood gushes from the cut it causes on my forehead. AAAggghhhh...! The pain is as intense as the scream, which continues when you hammer my abs and increases in tone when you twist my arm behind my back. You drag me across the room until you decide to stop and slam your fist into my kidneys again. HMMMPHH!! The pain is unbearable, but I have only one option left... to push myself backward with all my strength and slam you against the wall of the boat, turning around to free my arm a little and elbow you with my other hand, trying to get you to let go so I can turn around to face you.
Connor:
The men sensing that this could be it for Nate as they look on seeing the blood stream down his body and hearing his screams. I drive my knee into your kidney again loving the sound of the scream that fills the hold. You start to push back though, showing your resilience again . My back hits the side of the boat and I let out my own scream but it only fuels the fire deep inside me. Your elbow rams my gut and you turn.. but all that was clearly going to happen and I am ready. I press my hands to your chest and push you back . I step in, grab behind your head with my hand and then smash my other fist into your face over and over. Your face a mass of red welts and bruises as my jabs just keep flying as I push you a step closer to the centre of the hold with each knuckled punch. Your eyes swelling and bulging as your left eye begins to close up. I can sense your legs are going as you wobble from side to side and your arms hang by your side. I clench my fist and let go of your neck. I swing my fist up with all I have, my upper cut crashing up under your jaw . The men and I watch as you lift off the floor and then drop hard to your back to the floor. with a loud thud. All eyes look to see if you are out.
Nate_Rivas:
Your knuckles smash my face, hitting me again and again. My face, which I am so proud of, is now a mess of blood and cuts. My legs can barely hold me up, my arms fall to my sides, unable to defend myself, until your giant fist hits my jaw and sends me flying through the air, spitting blood in all directions, crashing onto my back on the floor and rolling until I fall with my arms outstretched, completely knocked out, my chest rising and falling slowly, my cock the only thing still defiantly hard against my lower abs. My body is at your mercy, while the boys shout your name euphorically. One of them starts counting, but it's useless, he reaches 10 without me being able to move more than to emit a few moans of pain. Your teammates raise your arm in victory and cheer you on for what comes next, exercising your dominance over your defeated opponent. Another of the guys brings a bucket of water, ready to wake me up a little and make me aware of what is going to happen. The water soaks my face and chest and cleans some of the blood, bringing me back to harsh reality.
Connor:
The men cheer me as it is obvious there is no way you are getting up from that final uppercut after the pounding your head just took. I look over though pleased to see you're still breathing and your cock still solid against your abs. I hear the water slosh over you, turning the floor into a red puddle of blood and water before your good eye opens. I nod at one of my friends and he and another guy drag a barrel into the centre of the hold.. I move in towards you. " Now you bitch, its time to feel what I know you really wanted this whole time we have been on this boat. " I grab your hair and pull you up. Your body still limp though so I nod at a couple of the guys who step either side of you and haul you up . Your feet now even able to support you, they drag you over to the barrel and shove your chest down over the top of it with your ass out on display ,with a gap between your cock and the barrel, for all the men to enjoy. I feel my cock throb with anticipation as I admire those firm glutes of yours . I step in and give that ass of yours a slap. I drop to my knees , grab your glutes and open them up so all can see that rosebud of a hole just peering out at us. I look around, many of the men with their hands around their cocks. I push my mouth to your ass and my fuzzy beard presses those hot orbs open. My tongue slips along your crack. I spit on your hole and push it in with my thumb. I begin to eat that hot ass out. Minutes pass as I can't get enough of that tightness around my tongue. I have to force myself to pull my head back and stand. I grab my cock giving it a few strokes." You ready to be my bitch Nate. I guess so. You been waiting long enough for it." The men cheer as I slide my cock between your cheeks. " As they say , all good things come to those who wait."
Nate_Rivas:
I feel my body being dragged along as if I were a doll, conscious but unable to resist. I don't even know which two guys have carried me over the barrel. I only feel your hand slapping my ass and then that mouth between my buttocks, your beard scraping my wet skin... my musk filling your nostrils as you devour my ass, your tongue making me moan between pleasure and humiliation. The feeling runs down my spine, making me tremble. My arms fall onto the barrel, but I pull myself together enough with the spectacular ass-eating you're enjoying that I can at least regain enough strength to grab the sides of it, feeling what's coming. I feel the tip of your cock now against my asshole and I can't help but clench my teeth. “You bastard, no...!”
Connor:
After weeks of watching this hot ass around the boat , there is no way I can resist or take my time. I grab your hips and just ram my cock in deep right to the base with my balls pressed against you. I let out a roar of pure animal as my cock feels the tightness of your hole. I pull back my rod and then ram it in deep and fast again then start to pound it hard. My quads and glutes flexing and clenching when I start to just let my cock do what it wants. It drives in hard and deep with each thrust and the sound of my balls slapping on your ass fills the room. I continue to open that sweet hole of yours. For minutes, time stands still as I am lost in a wave of lust while I pound that ass of yours with all I have . Just the sound of the water lapping the boat and our moans and groans filling the air. I reach around you, and grab onto your cock and begin to stroke it.
It doesn't take long for me to feel my balls are ready. I hold back though, wanting to enjoy this moment for as long as I can. Your ass clenching around my shaft as I arch my back and ram my cock in hard for the final time. My cum floods your hole .Each wave of cum making my body shiver with pleasure. I pull your hips onto my cock holding you there for the duration of my orgasm. Once my balls have drained that heavy load, I pull out. I step back, my cock dribbling with my cum . I pull you up and then give your back a friendly tap with my hand.
" Now lets get something to drink and do something to save that handsome face of yours ."
The men cheer as we make our way out from the heat of the hold.
Nate Rivas
I endure your onslaught as best I can, returning to consciousness a little more with each assault, as if you were introducing an antidote to your fists. I hold on with both hands to the barrel so as not to fall and try to keep my feet braced so as not to knock you straight down. My grunts and groans, at first of resistance and denial, gradually turn to moans of pleasure as my anus finishes dilating and the blows to my prostate generate stronger and stronger waves of pleasure. Humiliation was something I knew I was exposing myself to by fighting with you, just as so many others ended up here getting fucked by me or another crew member, so it really isn't such.
What hurts the most is defeat, and even that begins to be offset when you grab my cock with your huge hand and begin to jerk me off, seeking my orgasm as well. Little can I resist your movements and when your warm cum floods me, heating the inside of my ass with a feeling of pleasure that makes my balls burst as well and I cum against the barrel. A huge release that makes me scream as if you were subjecting me to another painful prey. You take a few last thrusts against my ass, bouncing on my round hard buttocks, and then you pull your cock out after a few seconds to do the unexpected. A pat on the back, as if nothing had happened, and an invitation for a beer. You leave the room without waiting for an answer
The End.
Published: 2025-08-20, viewed 219 times.
Price
2025-08-22 13:31Creative and hot as hell. The setting was interesting and you felt the animosity between those two damn near immediately. (Niggling— let’s add that to vocab!).
Fightstud/Connor/Micah and Nick you can paint a picture and this was a bit of a masterpiece!
Apollo Dante
2025-08-23 23:06(In reply to this)
As always Price your comment on behalf of the awesome HOTSHOTS FED admin team tells us all about this bout featuring Nate and Connor (aka fight stud) ..definitely creative and HOT. Something of an epic with both studs playing their part with such detailed exchanges! Indeed the animosity did seem real ..and Nate’s suffering at the end was amazing…well done to you both. So happy you added it here!
fight stud (deleted member)
2025-08-22 21:46(In reply to this)
Thank you for reading and writing a great comment
Freaker
2025-08-21 09:42Thank for sharing you hot story in THE HIGH TABLE
Max Freaker
Freaker
2025-08-20 11:34What a great choice for a fight!
A steamy ship's room full of sweaty guys. My imagination was running wild, and I loved your brutal boxing match, a modern-day pankration. The sexy, muscular, arrogant, and confident Connor (aka Fight Stud) and the handsome, athletic Nates Rivas made it all truly exciting.
Life on board can be boring, and a fight is a good way to distract yourself. But rivals first, I think the two of them have now found another way to have a good time... Even though Connor remains very distant after his domination, his final words leave the door open for more: "Let's go for a drink and do something to save your pretty face."
Super entertainment
Max Freaker
fight stud (deleted member)
2025-08-20 22:58(In reply to this)
Thank your for reading it and writing an amazing review. It was good fun to do with Nate
Dream Breaker
2025-08-20 10:55Fucking exciting match guys. First it looked like Connor got Nate down but this was able to get back and then it was soon Connors turn to struggle up from the canvas before 10 was counted. The real fun started though when gloves were taken off. The fight turned into a wild battle with no rules. Connor showed his claws and nailed, literally talking, Nate good marking him with his thick seed.
Awesome guys. You gave me the boner of the day!
Thanks for sharing your intense story!
fight stud (deleted member)
2025-08-22 21:47(In reply to this)
Thank you so much. Sorry about the boner. I hope it wasnt too uncomfortable.