THE HIGH TABLE

NATE VS. TY

JockBttm-rp (Tyler)

So it’s finally senior year and again our college lacrosse team is in the championship against our arch rivals from State. That means Nate… like me, he’s been a team captain since sophomore year, something unheard of. Like me, he’s won multiple awards and ranked nationally. Like me, he has a big chip on his shoulder, each of us loathing the other, either despite of or because of our many similarities in talent and power and drive to be the best, going all the way back to high school when we were on rival teams in neighboring districts. We won last year though their team protested a call that maybe was wrong but hey, sometimes that happens… little bitch whiners! I can’t stand him or his fucking loser buds on the team.

Nate Rivas

Another final and again against last year’s champs. As I get ready in the locker room and say some inspiring words to my teammates, I can't help but think about that bastard Tyler. Last year they beat us with a damn unfair referee decision, and this year I'm not going to let it happen. We're going all out, no matter what. I pick up my helmet and head out to the field ready for anything. During the handshake between both teams, we finally look each other in the eyes. We shake hands under the gaze of both schools while the conference rep gives a bullshit speech about sportsmanship, but the grip is tense. We both squeezed firmly, looking each other in the eyes with rage. "You are going to fall this time, Tyler, the damn referee isn't going to save you."

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

“You and your limp-dicked team are beyond pathetic, Nate… and I’m gonna enjoy watching you all lose again!” The game is a nail biter, with frequent lead changes and numerous scuffles and hard checking. You catch me late in the game with a brutal but clean shot that has me wincing and the coach wants to sub for me but I brush him off, raging and determined to get back at you. The opportunity arises in the final minute when it looks like we’re headed for OT all tied up, but I receive a perfect pass from my winger and barrel in - just you and the goalie between me and the net! I juke around you and your cleats lose their grip on the turf as you try to recover, dooming your attempt and I’m able to shoot unimpeded and the goal is scored just inside the left top of the net as our sideline erupts in joy and the final seconds click down. I turn and see you on your back with an agonized look; “Yeah, bitch! Eat that! We reign supreme again over you cunts!” I shout before my teammates swarm me in celebration. 

Nate Rivas

I watch in disbelief from the ground, sweaty and panting, as you celebrate with your teammates the damn last goal that has just given you victory again. One of my teammates offers me a hand to help me up, but furious as I am, I reject it with a slap. I get up like a shot and approach with clenched fists, shoving aside the other members of your team who stand between you and me. "You think you're really good, huh, asshole??!!" Come on, show me how good you are, let's go!!”

When I reach you, you don't back down and you get into it with me; we’re charging at each other and grappling as if we were American ice hockey players. In the pulls of the fight, you even rip my shirt off, and my muscular chest is exposed under the stadium lights. Quickly, before it escalates further, our astonished teammates separate us and, amidst the chaos of the celebration, get us out of there before the coaches can approach. Right now, I don't care about the consequences this is going to have, I just want to wipe that stupid smile off your face. I don't even care about the outcome of the match anymore. So, when they take us to the field behind the parking lot, I'm still determined to smash your face. I approach you furiously again, and our teammates have to hold us by the shoulders once more, until Cody from my team intervenes. "Come on guys, if you really want to exchange blows, why don't we do it properly? Let's go to my uncle’s gym, it's right nearby and has an MMA cage. There you can really fight, captain against captain."

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Fuck, I can’t believe it… or maybe I can… such pussy losers from South River! Nate is such a prick, nearly starting a brawl in the middle of the field! I’m just glad my boys were there to separate us and his buddies pulled him away. Haha… I did at least get his jersey… and it should be mine, trophy of my victory! The fucker doesn’t give up though, comes after me AGAIN by the bus! Thank god one of his bitches has a better plan — a face off in the gym in a real MMA cage. I’m so ready … my adrenaline has been pumping, I’m fired up from this huge win and I know I can further embarrass this lame loser and finally be done with him. “I’m so down for that… but fuckface here seems to only want to ambush me when I’m not looking… doubt he’d face me in the cage!” I taunt, replying to Cody. “I’ll fuck him up and you all can scrape him off the canvas!” 

Nate Rivas

I can't believe this idiot is actually thinking about facing me in a cage. I've never done it before, but it's the perfect opportunity to give him the beating he's been looking for since high school. I still remember how badly we got along back then, always the two tough guys from their respective groups, and it has continued like that until university. I look at you face to face, confronting each other just a few centimeters apart. "Sounds perfect to me, asshole." I’ve been looking for this for years now, and a cage from which you can't escape and where I can keep your little friends from coming in to save your ass like always seems like a fantastic place to me. Cody is getting ready to take us to the gym, just a few minutes' drive away, although some of the guys prefer not to get into trouble and head back to the main campus. But before we get going... "Are you going to give me back my shirt or do you want me to go like this, naked, to the gym? Or maybe you want to keep it to sniff my sweat in private, the scent of a real alpha?"

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I twirl your jersey around smirking, “Wow, dickhead, I didn’t know you had an imagination like that… tells us all a lot more about what really turns you on, doesn’t it, beta bitch!” I then snap it at your bare torso, the tip of it stinging against your bare skin as I laugh. “Here,” I say tossing it at your face, “I’d hate for anyone to see me wearing gear from a shithole like your school!” My buddy Trey says he wants to come in the car just to make sure there’s no problem on the short drive; Cody gives the okay and we head off. 

Nate Rivas 

"How strange, that's what they tell me, that you like the girls you've been with, when they come to me wanting to try a real man." I pick up the shirt, tearing it from your hand, and we get into the car, Cody and I in the front and Trey and you in the back. In the end, they will be the only ones to see our fight; the others have ended up chickening out. I don't care if it's one or a hundred, what matters to me is facing you, just the two of us in the cage. The short drive in the car feels eternal in my head, with expectation and eagerness mixing with nervousness, because despite all this bravado, I have never actually fought in an MMA cage. The idea excites and overwhelms me at the same time. When Cody finally stops the car after a journey in silence except for Trey's jokes and Cody cheering us on, we park behind the old gym. Cody opens the door with the keys his uncle, the owner, left him, while I take a deep breath as the cold air from inside and the smell of sweat and blood engulf us.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

We head in and the place is much as I imagined, a repurposed warehouse setting with a large CrossFit type gymnasium space with assorted equipment and the MMA cage and also a standard ring off across the other side of the cavernous space. “So if you’re such a real man, you sorry piece of shit, what’s your stakes here? After I beat you yet again, what do I get, besides the satisfaction of hearing your screams of submission before I knock out your lame ass?” I hiss cockily as I peel off my game gear and stand just outside the cage in my yellow jockstrap under my game white game shorts as Cody turns on some lights and Trey scopes out the place.

 Nate Rivas

I take a good look around the place in silence, especially at the cage, the black bars, the white tarp... I'm looking forward to getting in despite the nerves inside me. Then I redirect my attention and watch you undress with a distracted air, while I take off my shoes and my shirt, but in reality, I'm very focused on your body, that well-defined chest, that V that disappears into your shorts... Maybe that's what makes me lose my mind a little. It doesn't matter either. "That's not going to happen, idiot, so I'm willing to give you that ass you keep mentioning and asking for, haha." Saying this, I quickly pull off the black shorts as well, and I'm left only with my blue jockstrap, my tanned ass flexing. Cody lets out a sarcastic laugh, as if thinking, "Here we go again!" while tossing me some blue MMA gloves, which I catch against my bare chest.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

You’ve always had that effortless charm and confidence about you, at least on the outside, and a look to match. I’ve had to work hard at building my body from a skinny twink into what I enjoy today, an honestly hot body and with lucky genes a dimpled face to match that sits between boyish cuteness and manly ruggedness. I lick my lips absentmindedly as you strip down… all the way down! Fuck! I swallow hard and my breath catches… hoping nobody noticed, I put on a cocky expression. “Guess you’re eager to give me access to that muscle pussy of yours eh, Nate?” Cody just laughs again, “Guess you’re too uptight and immature to match it… as expected!” I glance at Trey nervously and he shrugs his shoulders; I sigh and push down my shorts, stepping out of them, my smooth firm globes framed beautifully by the straps of my yellow jock. “Happy now, princess?” I scowl, as I reach over for the MMA gloves that Cody offers, my pouch well filled by my semi hard fuck pole. 

Nate Rivas

While I put on my gloves properly, I can't take my eyes off that round and desirable ass of yours. I can't help but lightly lick my upper lip. Damn, how much I'm craving it. But first, the work: giving you the lesson you've been waiting for all this time. And it's a job I've been looking forward to doing. I hear your pokes with a funny attitude. "I won't be happy until I've fucked it for good. But yes, this helps." Without waiting for a response, I wink at you and head towards the cage, which Cody has already opened. That bastard is looking forward to this almost more than we are. He's always been a bit sadistic, I knew it since I used to accompany him as kids to watch the fights his uncle set up in this very gym and in this very cage. I remember how it shocked me how those guys would beat the crap out of each other, and how I would end up with erections that I had to satisfy later between the sheets. And now I'm going to fight that jerk Tyler between those same bars. A new surge of excitement runs down my spine as I step into the cage. My bare feet touch the canvas for the first time, coated in the invisible sweat and blood of so many men before. I head to the other end and turn around to wait for you, throwing a series of quick jabs into the air and stretching my legs. "Come on Ty, don't get scared now."

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

“You got this, Ty,” Trey says as he squeezes my shoulder before I step inside the cage to join you, but there’s a dark expression for a moment across his usually jovial face. I guess he knows I’m not super experienced - usually it’s just force of personality or charm or threats that have gotten me to where I am; I’ve seldom had to actually fight it out with anyone (though it’s always ended up with the other dude on his back). You look prime in that jock, not gonna lie — between that and the charge I always get from tense competition, my pouch is straining to contain my firmness, my balls swirling as I watch you shadow box and stretch out. I roll my shoulders and bounce on the balls of my feet as Cody closes the cage door and it’s time to put it all on the line. “You’ve never scared me, Nate… you’re a perennial loser against me… and now isn’t gonna be any different!” I get in a fighting stance and wait for the signal to begin.

Nate Rivas

I look you in the eyes, with an intensity characteristic of a life filled with grudges and unresolved disputes. I bring my right fist down onto my left palm, a gesture I had never done before but choose as sufficiently threatening among all the memories of this very cage that come to mind at this moment. "Come and show me like a man, Tyler." This time it's just you and me. I can't wait any longer, and it's clear Cody can't either. "Come on, captains, start beating each other up already for us!" With a laugh, he rings the old boxing bell nearby and grabs onto the cage from the outside. I don't know when he also took off his shirt, getting into the fight like us. No, not like us. For me, there's nothing else anymore. You and me. I raise my guard and with my fists up and a tornado inside me, I approach the center of the ring. When we are close enough, I decide to initiate the attack, wanting to end this quickly as I don't know what could happen in the cage. I throw a couple of quick jabs to the face, and a kick to your side, and our fight has begun…

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I can see my own tenacity and drive for punishment reflected in your eyes and know this is going to be a super intense no-holds-barred battle. Though at ease on the lacrosse field with my innate talents and strength, I’m not a natural in the ring or cage, having stopped wrestling early in high school to focus on my main sport, and only doing a little sparring in college so far. The latter comes in handy right away as you launch your attack, though I barely react in time, momentarily distracted as I catch sight of Cody peeling off his shirt and pressing his jacked bod against the outside of the cage. My guard deflects the first jab and I slide away from the second, but as I’m swinging a counter UUNGHH! that kick finds my ribs on my left side and I bend and wince, my swinging right hook only hitting air as I stagger back a step. Trey leaps up from the other side from where Cody is standing and shouts, “Hang tough, bro, you got this!” I’m stung but it’s just the beginning and I’m resilient, but my ribs are already sore from the big hit I took earlier in the game… I gotta be careful. 

Nate Rivas

I smile at the sight of your grimace of pain when my instep strikes hard against your ribs. The encouraging words Trey shouts at you from outside only make me want to teach him a lesson too. I am probably drunk on the situation, on a fantasy I've had all along: fighting in the cage, and on top of that with the best opponent I could hope for. "And I'm just getting started, Tyler." I launch an attack without waiting for you to recover, throwing a series of left and right hooks to your cheeks, followed by a low kick to your calves with my left!

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Fuck! You’re back on me quickly and I’m in full defensive mode now, my guard up to deflect your flurry of hooks as I weave and bob moving backwards and sideways; I’m practically against the cage now when THWACKKK! your low kick smashes into my calf and unbalances me, a numb tingling sensation shooting up and down my leg from the impact site. I’d fall down except for the cage that supports me as I careen back into it, in a defensive crouch, UUNNGHH!! I reactively swing a big right uppercut as you step forward, followed by a left hook of my own that’s coming in at your ribs, though my power diminished some by my inability to pivot well on my hurting leg… 

Nate Rivas

Nnnngggh!! I take your fist in my abs when I'm about to charge at you as I see you stumble against the cage mesh. It hurts, but it's not that strong, so it allows me to continue the charge, closing the distance with my shoulder against your pectorals, crushing you against the mesh. I feel your hook to my ribs, but the short distance and your lack of balance right now don't allow it to gain enough force. I hear the sound of the cage bending from the impact of our bodies, I feel the contact of your body with mine, pressed together, my face against your pecs as I thrust with my shoulder... I feel your heat, and at the same time, a reaction in my jocks. In this position, while I continue pushing with my shoulder and pressing you against the mesh, I start hitting your stomach with my left fist, the other holding you by the back to close off your escape route.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

My punches land but don’t seem to have much impact as you slam against me and the cage bends against my back, our sweaty muscle bods grinding against one another. Your shoulder is driving in hard, pressing me back and NNGH!! NNGGH!! GGHHAA! I start taking big hits to my abs. I flex hard as they sting and try to break through, but for now my cobblestones hold up, though they won’t last a whole lot of this. I need to get out; I swing my free right arm around and punch at your face as you press it against my pecs… 

Nate Rivas 

Your fist crashes into my face, not with all the possible force due to the difficult angle, but it hurts like hell. Immediately, I raise my stance, sliding my face over your damp pectoral until cheek meets cheek, and I try to wrap my arm around yours to avoid more punches. I press against the mesh for a moment, while I hear Cody and Trey shouting at us: The first encouraging me to finish you off and the second urging you to get yourself out of this position. To extinguish Trey’s hopes, I launch a series of knee strikes to your right side, targeting your side and abs, depending on the position I manage to achieve each time during the struggle.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Your face slides up and against my own as we struggle against the only mildly yielding cage, the pattern of it now pressing deeper into my back muscles. I hear Cody and Trey but can’t make out exactly what’s being shouted as I grunt and wince while flexing hard against you and trying desperately to find some opening as you manage to wrap up my arm and stop my punches. Then OOMPH!! NNGHH!! GGHAAH! that knee slams into my abs, sinking deep and winding me; then it cracks into my sore ribs and I wince more, a wave of heat surging up through my core. Fuck!! As you ready another blow, I slam my own knee up hard, just missing your bulging pouch and hitting into your lower abs. 

Nate Rivas

Your knee digs into my lower abs, making me expel air with a loud groan. "Bastardddd!" I press my body against yours to close the distance and prevent you from doing it again, managing to slip my forearm in front of your neck, squeezing your carotid and pressing your head against the mesh, while with my right hand I throw a couple of punches to your ribs and grab you by the lower back to keep tightening the hold against the cage. In the grappling, my hand slides over your skin until it reaches your round and muscular ass, and I grab the lower strap of your jock, lifting your buttock between my fingers. All my body presses against you and my cock, growing thicker, crashes against your package.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

My blow lands well but only seems to drive you towards a more intense counter; I gurgle and gasp as your forearm presses hard against my neck, the impact almost immediate as my bloodflow is compromised; I wince as you punch into my sore ribs and I squirm but am unable to get off any counterpunch. I feel your other arm snaking back behind me and NNNGHH!! you wedgie my straps up hard into my ass crack; my ass lifts up as you flex your arm and I also go on tiptoes trying to relieve the pressure… my vision starting to blur and sparkle… fuck!! My brain is not getting fed what it needs as I struggle to stay focused, my athletic bod slick with a sheen of sweat. Trey jumping up and down, “Fuck, Ty! Get out of there!” He starts moving towards the door of the cage, an anxious look on his handsome face. 

Nate Rivas

I continue to press my forearm against your neck, enjoying how you try to move your body between mine and the mesh of the cage to try to escape. "What's the matter Tyler...if you can't run all over the field like a fucking hare it's not amusing anymore huh? When you have to fight it's not so funny?". I let go of your neck for a moment; I don't want you to be knocked out yet... and still holding you by the jock, I start hitting you with my left in the obliques, slowly, each blow digging you into the mesh and bouncing your body. Each blow is making my cock throb and grow harder and harder. Finally, I grab your thighs with both hands and lift you off the ground carrying you over my shoulder just long enough to, with a roar, throw you with all our combined weight against the canvas, my body on top of yours. No technique, but just as brutal. Even I hurt from the impact, and I'm dazed on top of you for a moment.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

My face bright red from the effort, pain, and embarrassment, especially as I realize how damn hard I am as you manhandle me and mock me. I cry out, yelping in pain as those blows crack against my obliques, heightening my agony from the big check earlier in the lax game and more recently here in our cage battle… my core is getting seriously fucked up. Your punches are like a steady drumbeat of pain, relentless. My ribs so tender now it’s excruciating… you finally stop and I slump over your shoulder as you easily hoist me up and haul me toward the center of the cage as Trey, already having kicked off his slides, pushes Cody aside and yanks open the cage door and leaps in. Cody makes no move to stop him, amused by the whole spectacle and biding his time, perhaps knowing he’ll be in a great position to help take charge later. I feel your considerable power as you powerslam me into the canvas, winding me as my arms fly out to the sides, your chiseled physique smashing on top of me and laying there as I’m pinned below, dazed and disoriented, my whole jock body aching and throbbing as I sputter and gasp for breath. Trey now rushing up behind you… 

Nate Rivas

When I recover from the impact of our bodies on the mat, I see you from above, your body lying beneath mine, my cock against yours, your arms at your sides as you gasp and moan in pain... finally, damn, seeing you like that on the mat ignites my bloodlust and gets me fired up. I'm going to finish this, although it's strange not to hear anything else, the guys cheering or something. It doesn't matter, I throw a punch straight to your face that digs into your cheek and makes you spit a mix of blood and saliva onto the mat. I sit on you, your package against my bare ass, ready to continue the attack... when I feel a hand on my shoulder that throws me aside. "What the hell..?" It's fucking Trey, who came in to save his buddy. "What the hell are you doing, asshole? This is between Tyler and me!" I get up to face him, leaving you on the canvas.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

As I look up at you through my unfocused eyes I have a flashback to the big check you put on me earlier in the game, where I was left looking up at that smug face as I lay groaning in pain on the field. But this time there’s something different, a more serious expression on that too-handsome face… and then WHAM!! your big punch snaps my head to the side and opens a small cut on my cheek and probably knocks some teeth loose, at minimum abrading my gums on that left side as blood and spit and sweat spray out and my eyes flutter and roll back, the whole ring seeming to spin and everything move in slow motion, my ears ringing and an involuntary spasm rocks me before I go limp, momentarily KOed. I don’t even register that Trey has interjected himself now, his chest heaving and face flushed as he confronts you. “You come after him you come after me, you shit!” Trey growls and executes a solid spin kick aimed at your midsection. 

Nate Rivas

Trey's sneak kick hits me square in the torso, slamming me against the cage mesh again. "Nnnghh! Bastard, I've got plenty for both of us!" I'm so high on adrenaline from the fight that I don't care, even though Trey also has an imposing physique, with his shorts and tank top showing off those muscular arms. I get into guard and launch myself at him before he can attack again, throwing a sweeping kick to his thigh making him wince and bend in pain; I  follow up with a couple of hooks to the face, only they fall too close and he covers up from my punches and closes the distance to grab me. We struggle in the center of the cage, collar and elbow lock, and we almost step on each other during the fight, me sweating from the brawl, his hands sliding over my body while I grab the fabric of his shirt... until he lands another kick to my stomach to push me away, and I stagger back in pain, grabbing his shirt and leaving him bare-chested in the process. He has a well-defined torso, muscular and also fucking sexy.  Cody lets out a provocative whistle from outside the cage, obviously enjoying this.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I’m slowly coming to with a low groan and cough as the canvas vibrates under me from the back and forth battle. Trey’s adrenaline is pumping as you stagger back from the kick, his eyes fiery with an eagerness to dish out more pain. With reckless abandon he springs toward you and spreads his powerful legs, looking to hook them around your neck and swing you down hard into the mat as his body twists around midair. 

Nate Rivas

"But what the hell?" I had no idea Trey moved like that, like a damn circus monkey, but suddenly he did a somersault and now I have his legs around my neck... And now he pulls me forward, bending his back. The only thing I can do is extend my hands to protect my head from the impact, but BAM!! we both fall brutally onto the mat with my shoulders taking the brunt of the impact. "Aaahhh... Shit...!" "Shit...!" I immediately notice how he tries to tighten his grip, now applying a scissor hold to my neck between those solid oak-like legs, but I use my sweat and, digging my fingers into his quadriceps, I twist to position myself next to him in a sort of 69. My face is pressed against his groin, I can smell it, sweaty too from the match earlier... But I don't lose focus and from this position, I manage to launch my knee against his abs one, two, three times!

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

“Gonna take you out!” Trey growls as he locks on a fierce scissors, compromising your blood flow and air. But you manage to twist your athletic body around and UUNHH!! MMFF!! NNNGH!! you drill his taut abs with your knee. Each blow sinks deeper until he gasps and releases the hold, rolling away from you clutching at his cobblestones, a mix of pain and anger on his face. Meanwhile I’m pushing myself up onto my elbows and shaking my head, trying to clear the cobwebs, finally seeing that Trey has injected himself into the fray. He’s rolling away from you and moving into a crouch to face you. 

Nate Rivas

I roll as well to gain some distance, leaving a trail of sweat on the surface of the cage. I pant, looking at him, his sculpted body, and those abs... he seems perfect to me, two for one. "I've got enough for both of you, you bastard." Without another word, my bare feet propel me onto the mat, and I charge at him with my shoulder, roaring. And even though he tries to dodge me, at the last moment, I dig my heel into the mat to leap to the left and catch him, hitting hard with my shoulder against his chest and pinning him against the mesh while I start punching him in the stomach, my sweaty body pressed against his and my face against his chest. I don't even realize that you have regained consciousness...

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Unable to flex in time, Trey is totally winded as you slam him against the cage and start hammering big blows into his already sore abs, spit and air spraying from his mouth as he slumps against you, his hands clawing and pushing at your head to try and shove you off, but each punch weakens him further and his struggles soon slacken. Meanwhile, I push myself up to a crouch and slowly try to stand, feeling dizzy but eager to redeem myself and help Trey who is now clearly in trouble. I move forward, stumbling a bit, but hoping to catch you by surprise from behind. 

Nate Rivas

I continue pounding Trey's chest with my fists, sweat flying, while he forces my neck back with his hands. We moan in pain and effort, body to body, soaking him in my sweat and soon turning it into his own. Being this close to Trey's big hot body makes my cock throb again in my jock, getting bigger and bigger. But first, I have to knock this bastard out. So I let myself be pushed back to gain some distance, and throw a couple of brutal left hooks to his face, which turn his head and make him stagger, falling back on the ground before sitting up and raising his hand to try to block new blows. "This is fucking great!" I hiss, and it would be, but I'm not used to fighting in the cage with another guy, even less so with two opponents... And I have no idea how close you've gotten until I turn around just a bit too late.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I’ve managed to slip close behind you as you pummeled Trey to the canvas, blood and drool smeared across his handsome face and dripped onto his chest from your killer left hooks, his eyes unfocused and his hands waving in front of him in a desperate last attempt to hold off the coup de grace. I’m running on fumes pretty much myself but this sight enrages me and I feel a pump of adrenaline as I slam my right heel into your left knee; as you start crumple I swing my arms, my fingers intertwined, my hands like a club, and aim my axe handle blow at your thick skull. 

Nate Rivas

"UNNNNHH!!" Your treacherous blow catches me off guard, I barely turn my head to find you launching yourself at me furiously, your sculpted body, only covered by that scant jockstrap, back in action. The hammer you've turned your hands into strikes the back of my neck and sends me face-first into the mat. I can barely stop my face from the full impact against the canvas with my forearm; my vision goes blurry for a few moments, as I end up on all fours on the canvas, my ass nicely offered for display. I shake my head, trying to clear my mind and understand what the hell just happened. "Aahhh... Fuckers..."

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Trey collapses back onto the canvas, groaning and twitching periodically, still on just the edge of consciousness, but now the time he bought me allows me to get myself back in the fight. “You’ll be the one getting fucked, you goddamn prick!” I snarl, my cock throbbing as I see you on all fours, that fine ass beautifully framed in those straps. I reach down and grab your ankles, dragging you back a bit before stepping one leg between them as I plan to twist you into a brutal figure four leg lock, to either get the submission or break something… either way, I don’t care! 

Nate Rivas 

Before I can clear the fog from my mind, you're already on the attack, taking full advantage of the chance that bastard Trey has given you. When you pull my legs back, dragging me, my arms give way and my face crashes onto the mat, getting dragged a few inches across it, soaking it with the sweat from my forehead. I grunt in pain and surprise, but when I try to react by turning around, you've already placed your leg between mine, grabbing my foot with both hands, and with your incredibly strong quadriceps, those powerful legs forged on the lacrosse fields that have defeated me on the playing field before, you trap mine in an almost perfect figure-four. I start screaming in pain as you brutally force my legs, shaking the mat, both of us now face up. "AAAAAHH! FUCK NO, ASSHOLE!!! AAAAHHH"

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I glance over and see Trey now still, his athletic frame sprawled across the mat; the dude sacrificed himself for me and I won’t forget it. The emotions surge in me and I’m determined to make you pay up, your shrieks of pain now music to my ears. “That’s right, princess! You’re fucking done! Beat you here just like I beat your lame ass on the field! Gonna fuck you up good!” My face contorted in rage as I crank the figure four, wanting to inflict pain and damage, not even sure if I’d relent if you tap out, I’m so far gone. My cock always hard in a fight, now painfully so, throbbing and dripping as my adrenaline surges and I torque your legs to the max.

Nate Rivas

I grit my teeth trying to avoid more screams, trying to deny you that pleasure. The pain is still evident on my face, in my expression, my closed eyes, throwing my head back while digging my fingers into your legs, trying to push them apart. We grapple like this, half-naked on the mat, only the jocks barely covering our cocks, so hard from the fight and physical contact. Our sweaty bodies, every muscle glistening, twist on the canvas as I spin you around, trying to break your hold. Finally, before I give up, I flex my body, bending over, and with all my last brutal strength, I throw punches at your lower abs, my butt sitting on the canvas.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

It’s a fierce struggle, each proud jock unwilling to let up, each determined to win out, our hearts pounding and bodies straining to the max. I feel I’m on the cusp of victory but your thrashing and resistance is steadily wearing on me and my ability to keep you under control; the punches slam in hard — UUNGH!! NNHH!! — and in frustration I release the hold and kick hard at your hip and ribs before pushing myself upright to face you and hopefully finish you off. 

Nate Rivas

When you finally let me go, I let out a breath of mixed pain and relief as the intense pain in my legs begins to fade. It still hurts, the joints forced to the limit... I have to grab the cage mesh with one hand to be able to lift myself up completely, which I do without losing sight of you. The free hand massages my knee, gritting teeth in a glare full of hatred. "You're dead, Tyler, I'm going to fuck you up." I say between gasps, my cock pulsing to join the bravado under the jock.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

We’re both fairly played out, running on fumes and the energy of mutual anger and frustration. “In your dreams, loser!” I sneer, then step forward and swing a kick aimed at the knee you were just tending to. 

Nate Rivas

Even though I am still tired and panting, this time I see your attack and manage to move my leg apart in time, pushing myself with the opposite one to avoid your kick, which would undoubtedly have knocked me down on the mat. Instead, I take advantage of the distance to leap towards you with my fist outstretched. The pain erupts again in my leg as I plant it on the ground to gain momentum, but with a roar, I hold on long enough to launch my desperate attack. Meanwhile, Trey starts to get up, seemingly ready to rejoin the fight. Only this time, someone else has decided to intervene…

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

You surprise me with your counter after my kick misses its mark and before I realize it, THWACK!! your fist slams into my jaw, sending me stumbling backwards as my face erupts in pain, nearly tripping over Trey as he finally shows signs of life, pushing himself up off the canvas. Neither of us see the cage door opening behind us. 

Nate Rivas

I take advantage of the blow's momentum and launch a front kick to your chest, followed by a combination of hooks to the face, working you over well before taking you to the mat and finishing you off. The leg still hurts, but adrenaline kicks in and allows me to hold on, gritting my teeth to control the pain. Trey is already on his feet, a bit unsteady but ready to jump back into the fight, but this time Cody has decided to intervene and grabs him by the shoulder. "Your rival is me, you idiot; let them beat each other up and sort out their problems. Now it's two versus two!" Having said that, he drills Trey with a tremendous punch in the face and lunges at his waist, grabbing him with both arms and throwing him over himself in a quick and unorthodox suplex that proves equally effective.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

My chest explodes in pain, my heart seeming to skip a beat as the big THUD! impacts and sends me slamming backwards into the cage; as I gasp for air you quickly follow up, fists flying. My head snaps back and forth as I literally see stars; my knees buckle and I collapse to the canvas, my eyes unfocused as I sprawl under you, on the edge of consciousness, the cage seemingly spinning slowly around me, bloody drool slipping down from the corner of my mouth onto the mat. At the same time, Cody takes care of the wobbly Trey, his powerful punch cracking into the handsome boy’s jaw before suplexing him onto the canvas, his now unconscious muscle bod bouncing once before splaying out spread eagle and totally vulnerable.

Nate Rivas

I watch you helpless on the ground while I breathe heavily. Adrenaline has made some of the pain fade but it remains as real as the fatigue in my muscles. However, the excitement I feel in my cock is stronger than anything else. Seeing my prey on the floor, defenseless, finally at my mercy after so many years, makes my bulge throb. My cock grows so much that my jock can no longer contain it; it’s head is now peaking outside the edge of the pouch as I reach down and readjust it just before sitting on your chest. My bare ass on your sweaty pecs; my package, musky and soaked, just an inch from your face. I slide my ass up and down your dominant chest, grabbing your head by the hair and lifting it against my crotch. "You're a piece of shit, Tyler. And now that you can't run, I've proven it to you." I then look at Cody, who is already sitting on Trey's unconscious body. "What do we do with these two, man? Do you think we're done with them?" As I say this, I'm already pulling out my dick from the jock.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Groggy and feeling like the proverbial ton of bricks has fallen on me, your words are shifting in and out like I’m underwater, the cage seeming to rock and spin as my dizzy, throbbing head tries and fails to fully comprehend the incomprehensible: me laid out, thoroughly exhausted and bested by my arch rival whom I’ve always mastered, his musky throbbing dick getting pulled out of his tented jock, millimeters from my confused face as his fingers twist in my thick sweat-soaked hair, and who’s that over there? That’s that dude… Cody, right? Is he… what’s going on? What is this? My mind trying to piece together the shattered fragments as I squirm and groan under you, your body weight seeming extra heavy on top of my battered, defeated frame.

Nate Rivas

"I don't think we've finished with them, not by a long shot, man. Now they have to learn what the price of the losers is." As he is saying this, Cody is already standing naked on top of Trey, his hard cock ready, and begins to undress your semi-conscious colleague. "You've heard it, you prick, now it's payback time." Without waiting any longer, watching how consciousness gradually returns to your body, delighting in your expression as you slowly begin to realize what is happening... I rub my cock and balls on your face, grabbing your hair. My sweat falls on you, both from my torso and my groin. The sweat and the smell of excitement and combat, now flooding your nostrils, gradually entering your mouth. I revel in your humiliation as I throw my head back, closing my eyes for a moment. "That's right, Ty, this has just begun...."

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Just as I go to open my mouth to object, MMFFGHH!! MMFFFF!! your sweaty balls get pushed in, your firm pipe heavy against the side of my nose and poking into my eye as you first grind in; I try to pull away but you have your fingers tightly wrapped in my damp thick hair, drool sliding down my chin. I’m filled with your scent and somehow each drop of your sweat that hits me seems to weaken my resistance; my face red not just from getting hit by your fists and now used by your cock, but also from the realization that I’m rock hard. My entire psyche is getting torn apart and rebuilt into something I don’t even recognize. My buddy Trey is still laid out as your boy Cody gets to work on him; I’m not even sure if Trey is awake yet but Cody doesn’t seem to be waiting around. Fuck! My mind spins —“Just begun,” you say? What have I gotten myself into? I think to myself as I’m battered by waves of conflicting emotions. 

Nate Rivas 

I slide my ass back over your chest, just enough to lift your head up by your hair and shove my cock into your mouth while you're still dazed. “That's right, asshole, let's start with this.” I start moving back and forth on your sweaty torso, sliding my ass easily through the sweat, as I thrust my cock in and out of your mouth, reveling in how many times I had dreamed of something like this. Cody is doing something similar with the semi-conscious Trey just a few feet away, and the smell of sex, sweat, and blood fills the cage. I start moaning with pleasure as I slowly fuck your mouth.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I suck in deep breaths as your ass slides back but then, MMFFGHH!! MMMFFGHAAA!! your thick rod slides between my lips and down my throat, my eyes bulging as I gag and gurgle on it. I’m so not used to taking it - I’m always the alpha, dictating terms and getting service, not giving it. I squirm and feel more lightheaded as I struggle to breathe, drool and throat scum sliding down my chin as I take your big tool down my spasmodic throat. My cock remains rigid though through the whole thing, further fucking with my psyche and ego, my whole world seeming to crumble as you have your way with me, ME! the boy who always before had been the one controlling things, being on the winning side, being a natural leader. 

Nate Rivas

The sounds your throat makes, gagging as my big cock slams into it, give me both pleasure and more desire to continue the humiliation. The temperature in the cage only rises, and my blood boils at an even higher temperature. But I don't want my victory to end here.... Finally, mustering the will not to cum directly into your mouth, I slide my cock out and throw your head against the canvas, contemptuously and firmly. "This isn't over Tyler. Far from it." I stand up grabbing you by the hair, look at Cody, and we both nod. Then I grab you from between your legs with my other hand, gripping your package tightly, squeezing your balls, and throw you face first against the mesh of the cage.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I cough and sputter as you finally pull that monster out of my throat, desperate for a full breath, my dimpled face a mess of bruises, sweat, snot, drool, and blood spatters. You tell me this is far from over and my heart sinks. I’m able to steal a glance over at my buddy Trey and see immediately that your man Cody has him in much the same predicament. UUNGHH! You yank me up painfully, pulling my hair and squeezing my balls, then suddenly I’m flung forward like some sack of garbage and THUNNKKK! my face explodes in pain against the wire cage; my fingers curl to keep from sliding all the way down it, catching in the mesh as I slump battered against the cage wall. Almost simultaneously, the vibration from Trey’s slam against the cage rumbles through and I hear his gasp of pain. 

Nate Rivas

The next thing you feel when I throw you against the cage mesh is my completely naked body, drenched in sweat, against your back: my cock throbbing hard and wet with your saliva and all the precum dripping out, slapping against your hard, rounded buttocks, struggling to break through. “Now comes the best part. I told you you were mine, Tyler.” I then guide the tip of my cock with my left hand inside you, which slides in easily, lubricated as it is, but opening your ass to the limit suddenly and brutally. But I don't stop with your moans of pain, and immediately begin to thrust it in and out deeper and deeper, grabbing your hips with both hands as I fuck you between moans of pleasure that increase in cadence. An obscene song with the sound of the metal mesh yielding again and again against our bodies as the only accompanying instrument. On one side, the choruses of Trey and Cody, who are also in the same situation. “Fuck, yes, Tyler, what an ass you have, you bastard... Aaaah aaahhh!!”

 JockBttm-rp (Ty)

This is like some goddamn nightmare… I’m the alpha, the one who’s basically owned you since our rivalry started back in high school… now, I’m being turned into your fuck toy. I gasp in shock and pain as your head pierces my barriers and then grunt animalisticly as you plunge in all the way, no hesitation, winding me as you bottom out, my velvety oven-hot walls quivering all around your huge invader. I try to protest but only garbled moans and yelps are coming out, my ego eroding steadily with each powerful thrust of yours, jamming my muscled bod against the cage and hitting something deep inside that’s making me see stars and making my dick rock hard. NNGHH!! NNHH!! AAHH!! UUNNHH!!

Nate Rivas 

Your moans of pain excite me, urging me to further impose my dominance over you. The sound of our skin colliding, both drenched in sweat that is now impossible to distinguish as yours or mine, completely mixed together in a sweet, sticky musk, is pushing me to the limit... but I don't want it to end yet. Before climaxing, I plant my hand on your cheek, crushing your face against the metal grate, and pull my cock out with a sudden movement. “This isn't over, bastard...” Then I turn my attention to Cody and Trey, fucking next to us, who are also looking at me expectantly. “Hey Cody, how about we make these two faggots' dream come true and let them feel embraced while we fuck their asses?” The malice in my voice leaves no room for doubt. Cody smiles, guessing my thoughts and with the same bad attitude as me. He also pulls his cock out of Trey and, grabbing him by the hair, turns him towards us... while I do the same with your body, only grabbing you by the neck and strangling you as if the fight were continuing. Then we throw your two bodies knee-to-knee, so that your muscular torsos collide with each other while we approach from behind, ready to finish the match.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I grunt in pain as you crush my dimpled face against the cage, the wires digging in deep. You pull out of my now gaping hole with a loud squelching sound and I whimper loudly, suddenly feeling so empty, my walls quivering almost hungrily as you hatch your next move along with Cody. I’m then spun around, gurgling and reactively pulling my hands up to meet yours as they choke me hard, my tongue hanging out, before you fling me down and THWACK!! my chest slams into Trey’s as we each fall to our knees; his face slams against my right shoulder and our arms swing across each other as if in an embrace, hands grabbing at one another to keep balance. Before either of us can react more or get up, you and Cody are on us… 

Nate Rivas

Your sweaty bodies collide and cling skin to skin in the center of the cage as Cody and I approach from behind, each of you our prey. I watch your bodies gleaming in the room’s light, drenched in sweat, panting, and barely able to stay on your knees, each leaning on the other. Your ass is almost throbbing, begging for more of my cock, and it’s vibrating between my legs, slamming against my abdomen as if drawn by a magnetic force. "Aren't you such good friends? I think you're just a couple of faggots who've been sucking each other's dicks in secret for years, like they say, and that this is what you really wanted." My provocation conceals what I’ve truly longed for these past years, and which I now have within my reach. As I say this, I wrap my arm around your neck and press your chest harder against Cody’s, while Trey does the same with his, and I quickly slide my cock back into your ass, even more easily than the first time. We start fucking both of you at a steady pace, so that your torsos collide against each other over and over, and your dicks rub together, growing harder with each stroke.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

Mine and Trey’s mouths reactively open wide in twin gasps as you and Cody plunge your big fuck poles into our now gaping holes yet again, and you both take advantage by smashing our faces together, forcing a lip lock as our dicks grind against each other’s and wedge between our washboard abs. We’d never seriously fooled around before, aside from the usual team and locker room shenanigans, but you know how it goes, those random moments when you look at a best bud in a new way - it passes and you chalk it up to random horniness or something like that, not taking it seriously. Now both of us, busted up and fucked hard by each of you, are flung together in this intense moment. His familiar scent fills me and our tongues can’t help but start sliding and probing around, our muffled moans and gasps joining the other erotic noises echoing around the cage. Is he now actively kissing me? Is that my jizz or his that’s greasing up our grinding cocks? Holy shit… what the fuck is going on? Something deep is shattering inside me. 

Nate Rivas

Your moans become more and more moans of pleasure as your torsos impact against each other each time my hips ram into your asses. For a few long moments the four of us are glued together, with no space between our sweaty bodies, which rub against each other indistinguishably in the same way that it is impossible to tell from whom the different moans are coming from, filling the cage and making it the center of the orgy. Our hands run over each other's bodies without knowing or worrying about whose are whose. I begin to increase the speed and force of my thrusts against your ass, fully dilated by the excitement you feel. Even my balls seem to want to enter. Having you like this, dominated at last, with Cody on the other side, Trey in between... my head recreates this situation in every possible way, as if seeing it from every angle in a kind of shared sexual awareness. Finally a current runs down my back, I penetrate you even harder.... And with a guttural moan, my warm cum floods your ass, overflowing it. “Aaaahhh! Fuck yes!! Fuck!!!”

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

It’s unlike anything I’ve experienced — which is saying a lot — the intense flood of emotions and erotic sensory overload. I seem to be outside myself, every nerve ending extra sensitive and shooting overpowering waves of raw sensual energy through every cell of my body. Sandwiched between you and Trey and Cody, my jock pussy pounded into submission by your big fuck pole, I’m a slobbering, moaning, gasping, twitching pile of collegiate muscle. I can feel your cock swelling even more inside my chute before NNGHHH!! your hot cream fires in deep, painting my walls with your dominating seed, marking your ultimate victory after so many episodes of disappointment and loss against me. Your triumphant cries echo in my skull as my body spasms involuntarily and my balls pull up again, sputtering a watery load between Trey’s abs and mine as we grind together under you and Cody. My clenching chute quivers around your shaft as I nearly pass out from the experience. 

Nate Rivas

When your ass closes around my cock one last time, writhing with the involuntary pleasure that I know is flooding you despite the humiliation, the feeling I have is of absolute euphoria, of total domination. An ecstasy I had never felt before—and that's saying a lot for a youth devoted to hedonism and physical exercise. The contact with your skin makes me feel connected to something, a feeling of encounter and warmth that I had been wanting and waiting for without knowing it. I can't let this end. Not yet. I know I have at least one more shot left. I abruptly return to reality and push you away, pulling my cock out in one swift motion and throwing us both onto our sides on the canvas. I see Cody on the other side, licking his lips after cumming like that. I know he's not done either. “Come on, Tyler... I know you enjoyed it almost as much as I did. So why don't we keep celebrating, leave the masks behind, and you fuck that friend of yours? The guy's hot, isn't he?” I say it with all the malice I can muster, but the excitement also shows through, that cadence in my voice that only desire provokes.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I’ve just exploded but my dick hasn’t gone soft at all… if anything, as you pull out and this strange emptiness throbs in my ass and I collapse against Trey, both of us panting against the other, my chest to his back, I feel a growing urgency in my cum-slicked rod, and your words, which ordinarily would fill me with rage, now somehow seem to add fuel to the strange new fires burning inside me. But part of my old self still comes through, and I glare at you and Cody, stammering, “Not … not … not gonna …happen!” But Trey reaches back and grabs my hard shaft, making me suck in a sharp breath; “Ty… it’s… it’s all… all good bro…I’m okay.” My cheeks burn and I’m dumbstruck, all at sea, so confused. Cody grabs Trey’s arms and yanks him up onto all fours. I feel my sore balls swirl.

Nate Rivas

Seeing that fire in your eyes, that look that has been challenging me for years from the other side of the field, activates all the springs inside me that lead me to want to consolidate my domination, to want to see you totally subdued and humiliated at my mercy. Why then can't I stop looking at you and Trey, your muscular bodies glistening with sweat, and imagine you skin to skin, writhing entwined on the canvas, fucking wildly, breaking all barriers and taboos? Why doesn't my cock go down, doesn't lose any hardness, and vibrates just thinking about it? I have to make an effort not to jump on you myself. As Cody begins to position Trey on all fours, I grab your head tightly and turn it towards me, my lips hovering close to yours. “Come on, take what you want, just like me.” Then I kiss you, in a wild kiss, biting your lower lip, tightening my body to yours, and positioning myself behind you on my knees, I direct your cock with my hands into Trey’s round, primed ass, already dilated and ready for you. Meanwhile, my own dick approaches those perfect buttocks of yours again....

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I’m looking into your eyes and it’s like hypnotism, my brain dimly registering the long rivalry that I’ve always dominated, my long-running dislike and repetitive dominance over you athletically and otherwise… but it’s way in the background now as something new and uneasy yet alluring and undeniable starts to claw into my psyche, not letting me go. Given what you’ve done today, I should be hating you with a white-hot passion, but all I can focus on are those eyes and that feeling welling again deep in my loins. Your rough kiss sends me over the edge, my whimpering and slobbery kiss back telling you clearly how deeply broken I am now. Like in some slow motion dream sequence, I’m turned to Trey’s bubble butt and you guide my hard slimy member to his gaping hole as you press yourself behind me, Cody standing with a huge smile in front of Trey. “Take what you want” echoes in my head and with a little snarl on my lips I plunge in, spearing my buddy’s hot jock pussy, my tool easily gliding in deep after Cody’s hard fuck. “Nnnnghhh!! Fffuckkk!!” Trey and I groan in unison as I bottom out. 

Nate Rivas

When your throbbing cock slips through my hand into Trey's ass, it feels like I'm penetrating him myself. My body pressed to your back feels amazing, as if our skins are glued together. As I hear your moan of pleasure, it reverberates through my own body. I'm not clear what's going on inside me right now, how hate and desire have mixed, breaking all my taboos, but I can't do anything but let myself go. I see the beads of sweat falling from your hair sliding down your neck and I can't help but lick them off, taste them salty and warm. Then you start fucking Trey, slowly at first. Only this can't be just like this. I have to be a part of this, and keep dominating you all the way. So when you pull your ass back on one of your thrusts, I grab your hips and with one swift movement, I reach for your hole with the tip of my dripping cock and push it back inside you. "Fuucckk! Come on don't stop!" I start fucking you again, feeling even better, as Cody stands in front of Trey and pushes his member into your teammate’s hungry mouth. The four of us melt into a baroque sculpture of passion and decadent debauchery.

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I’m in such a zone, sweaty sculpted physiques pressed together, my greedy dick plunging into my best friend whose gasps and encouragement — those repeated “yes!” and “harder!” and “do me!” — everything just lighting me up inside like nothing else previously. I feel a shiver and moan softly as you lick the sweat from my neck then NNNGHHH!!! GODDDD… YESSSSsssssss! I feel an intense wave of erotic energy crash through my core as you skewer my ass yet again, that big fuck pole claiming me as your own. Trey is slobbering all over Cody’s hard shaft, throat scum and drool and prejizz sliding down his chin and dripping in a puddle below. My toes curl as you pound me; as I look up, eyelids fluttering, Cody leans over and grabs a fistful of my hair and kisses me deep, his tongue thrusting in, and I immediately suck on it, whimpering like a cheap whore. 

Nate Rivas

The moans of we four seem to feed off each other, causing their tone to rise in an endless spiral, flooding the entire cage and the room beyond with this symphony of pleasure and unbridled lust. I plant my foot on the canvas to fuck you harder, biting your neck, exerting dominance and at the same time triggering more springs in your skin. I kiss Cody, I kiss you... we don't know whose tongue is licking us, whose hand is squeezing our muscles and caressing us hard. All I know is that your ass is a place I never want to leave. During those minutes of intense sex, nothing else exists. Not even the reasons that led us to this situation matter. Then I feel your moans lengthen, the rhythm of your thrusts into Trey's ass quickens, becoming shorter and shorter, and your own ass embraces my cock like a desperate lover. A new wave, even more intense than the one I felt before, runs through me and causes a new discharge of semen when I no longer thought it possible that I had anything left. “Yes! Fuck yes, come on Ty,  you bastard! FUCK!!! I'm fucking cumming!!”

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

I’ve been completely crushed in the fight and totally owned sexually, used and skewered from both ends repeatedly, my alpha ego and physique broken and mere toys for you and Cody. I should be foaming at the mouth in a fiery rage, but my body and brain seem to have been reprogrammed, the whole world turned upside down - I’m begging for more, hungry for cock and getting high on the humiliating surrender that’s taken place; the lower I sink the higher I feel inside. As you explode inside me I actively clench my walls, wanting to milk everything out from you, wanting all of your essence inside me. As I do, I feel my own orgasm rising. Then “OOHHH!! GODDDD… Fffuckkkkkk meeeeeee!!” Trey’s ass squeezes my pole as he cums with loud animalistic grunts and takes me over the edge. My muscles spasm and I gasp and grunt, my body convulsing violently as I have little left to squirt, and start shooting blanks in an intense and painful dry orgasm. UUNNHHH!! 

Nate Rivas

The multiple, synchronized orgasms of the four of us echo again and again in the cage as our cries of ecstasy intermingle. Your ass seems unwilling to let my cock out as all your internal muscles contract to try to drain the last drop of your semen. I rest exhausted on your back for a moment, feeling like I could sleep for days in that exact same position. But no, my pride kicks in and separates me from what my deepest, most secret thoughts are telling me to do. With a strong push, I separate myself from you and throw you to the floor along with Trey. “Move, faggot.” Cody gets up with me and we bump fists, flexing our biceps. “Well done, man, I think these two have learned their place.” With that, I lift you up by your hair one last time and grab your face with my hand, squeezing it between my fingers. “Isn't that right, Tyler? Is it clear to you now who's the dominant male? Who's the better of the two?”

JockBttm-rp (Ty)

My gaping hole leaks dribbles of your seed and feels so empty as you pull out at last; I catch myself in a moment of longing for more, hating the emptiness, but then my cheeks burn and I feel ashamed as you yell, “Move faggot!” Trey and I look at each other, a mix of exhaustion and confusion and the realization that a new reality has emerged between us. I see you and Cody triumphantly flex and bump above us… that should be me and Trey… I’m the alpha… or, I was… this… this can’t actually be real… can it? “Uunghhh!!” you grab my hair and lift me up roughly as I wince and you squeeze my dimpled face hard. You snarl your question and my fists clench and unclench. I know deep down that a seismic shift had occurred, but I can’t bring myself to say it out loud… I spit in your face defiantly. 

Nate Rivas

Even defeated, you keep trying to fight back, trying to deny the evidence. Broken in the cage, fucked not once but twice. So I take your spit for what it is, another offering, another sign of your deep despair. I wipe my face with the back of my glove, smiling. “This is all you've got left, huh? You could barely muster the strength for that spit.” I then let go of your face and give you a powerful and unexpected punch, which knocks your face to one side and makes you spit blood until you fall face first onto the canvas again. “You're a poor bastard, Tyler, and today you've proven it. But come see me when you want a real dick again.” A kick to your ribs leaves you writhing on the floor just before I step on you to walk over you and head with Cody to the cage door. From there, I give you one last look of contempt. Contempt... and maybe something more. “See you soon, you fucking faggot.”

END

Published: 2025-10-07, viewed 164 times.