THE HIGH TABLE

It’s a hot swelterin summer night at the Underground Sexfight Club and the crowd of men is lined up outside waitin to be let in. The big neon sign hangin over the door flashin on as the door gets unlocked and the crowd moves in ready to watch tonight’s entertainment. This is the fight they’ve been waitin all month to see.

They know that anything and everythin can and does happen here. The fights usually turn into brutal, bloody, nasty, kinky  brawls that only end when one man gets KOd or cain’t continue  with the winner earnin the right to use and torture the loser any way he wants. And tonight is no different as the liquored up and stoned crowd of horny men wait for the fight to start.

A few minutes later, the ref comes out and announces, “ALRIGHT YA HORNY FUCKS! YA READY TO SEE SOME NASTY, KINKY SEXFIGHT ACTION?” The crowd answers with cheers and yells as he continues, “OK THEN, SIT YER ASSES DOWN CAUSE WE GOT A GOOD ONE FOR YA TONIGHT.” Turnin toward the door, he opens it and says, “SEXFIGHTERS…TO THE RING!” He moves back and takes his position by the door since he’s really only there to police the crowd and ain’t allowed into the ring with the fighters until the fight is over and a winner declared.

Dan Freyr

I come thru the door first to yells and cheers and catcalls. My 5’9”, 186 lb. muscled tatted body clad in work boots, a nasty jock that aint been washed in weeks and a sweaty wifebeater on my chest and wearin my trademark ball cap that reads, “I ONLY FUCK MEN”  I move across the floor and climb into the ring as I wait for my opponent to come out.

Tyson Austin

It’s my turn to enter the ring, excited to see my opponent and take him down. I’ve been on a bit of a streak with some light erotic fights. Now's my big entry point into sexfighting. I step through the door and walk up to the corner of the ring. I’m flexing my toned, muscled, 5'10", 180lb frame to the crowd wearing a bright colored speedo with a sexy jock strap underneath, and some white boots. I grab onto the top rope and hop over all three ropes, showing off my agility. I don’t even look at my opponent, I’m working the crowd, flexing and smiling, exuding confidence before the fight begins

Dan Freyr

I see my opponent walk out as the crowd oohs and ahhs at yer hot sexy tight muscled body. The grin on my face says it all as I flex my fists with anticipation. Gotta give ya credit...ya know how to work the crowd for sure. I see ya not lookin at me…either he's shy or tryin to fool me but it aint workin in any case. Soon as ya enter the ring, the ref calls out, "AND HERE WE GO! READY? 1...2...3...FIGHT!" The bell rings out and the fight is on! I toss my ball cap outta the ring and come out...my fists and arms ready as we circle and I sneer..."c’mon muscle boy..,let’s see what ya got."

Tyson Austin

The bell rings and I spring into action. I am full of energy, bouncing on the balls of my feet, eyeing you up and down. You're definitely a lot rougher and angry-looking than my typical opponents. But that only gets me more excited to take you down. We circle around each other with fists raised as the crowd gets silent. I wink at you, replying "I’m ready for you old man, let’s see if you can keep up". We get closer to one another and lock up. You're slightly smaller than me but built like a hairy tank, so I gotta bring in my speed and agility to win

Dan Freyr

We get closer and closer with our fists up...I already feelin my big dick stirrin in my jock and I can see yer hard as hell too. I smirk at yer comment and reply "oh I can keep up just hope I don’t mess up that purty face and body of yers too much before I beat it down and get me some of that fine ass of yers." I lunge in just then and pop off a fast right aimed at yer gut...then a left comes around headed to yer face...wanna see what this youngster comes up with.

Tyson Austin

You land a surprise hook to my abs, which are able to brace the impact. Then before you get a chance to land it, you throw a left fist at my face but I’m able to step back and dodge it. I bounce back on my feet with my fists raised, "Thought you'd be able to get me huh?" I display my endless energy bouncing around you, adjusting my speedo since I'm starting to tent a little bit. I bounce in and throw a punch at your gut

Dan Freyr

Them abs are tougher than I thought...this muscle boy does know how to use his muscles after all I guess...ya dodge my left which I hoped ya would...no sense in messin up that face too quick...both circlin as the crowd watches...ya come and land that punch to my gut makin me grunt out from it...good...he can punch...then I lunge in and duck under yer arms grabbin yer waist and bringin a big knee up right into that bulge of yers

Tyson Austin

I see you wince a bit from my punch... good. Before I can get another punch in, you leap at my grabbing my waist and land a knee right into my balls. I scream from the impact. It feels like a battling ram aimed at my crotch. You still have your hands around my waist pushing me back against the ropes. I hear the crowd starting to cheer and pushing for blood. I land a few elbows to the small of your upper back to get you to release me. Then use my white boot to step hard on your foot.

Dan Freyr

I felt that knee and it hit real good. My hands on yer waist as I shove ya back to the ropes...about to whip ya across the ring...uuuuuffffffffff...uggggghhhhh...uggggggg...owwwwwwwwwww...ya bring them elbows down to the small of my back...fucker has some power...gotta watch that...then ya drive that knee into my bulge...arrrrrrrrhhhhhhh...takin me off my feet as I let go of yer waist...that boot STOMPIN onto my boot...fuck what’s he got in them boots...weights? I stumble back away from ya rubbin my sore nuts and puttin some distance between us

Tyson Austin

"Youve got some power I'll give you that much but let’s see how long you can last" I call out to you while you put some space between us. I see you stumble, rubbing yourself to regain some strength. I start to circle you once again with my fists up and motion to you to come over to me with a wink and a sly sneer. "Come and get me motherfucker"

Dan Freyr

I don’t wait as I charge back to the ropes...then bounce off and LEAP in the air...my boots aimed at yer muscled chest goin for a mean dropkick as the crowd yells out cheerin us both on...

Tyson Austin

I braced myself for you to charge me at the ropes but didn't expect the dropkick. The kick pushes me all the way back to one of the turnbuckles, my arms hanging over the top ropes. I see you get back off the ground and while I rub my chest I push off the corner post to run at you and drop a kick to the side of your face

Dan Freyr

my boots his their target strikin yer chest and sendin ya back first into one of the turnbuckles...I get to my feet quick and charge in intent on usin that turnbuckle to mess up that face a little but then the next thing I know that boot SLAMS into the side of my face....UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGNNNNNNNNNN....snappin my head around as I go flyin back into the far corner...my arms flyin over the top ropes as the crowd goes wild...they chant ...first blood...first blood...and I realize they mean me as I feel the blood comin outta my temple where that boot hit me...gotta take a minute and clear my head

Tyson Austin

With this guy there I cannot let up the pressure. The longer this lasts, the angrier and more violent he'd get, so I need to keep him down. I quickly scan the venue, it’s all darkness outside the spotlight in the ring. I eye the referee with his arms folded and hear the roar of the crowd. Hard to tell if they are on my side or yours, all I know is that they want to see blood, they want to see action, they want to see dominance. As you lean over the top rope I get behind you, my bulging speedo rubbing up your bare hairy ass framed by the straps of your jock strap. I wrap my arm around your throat pulling you off the top rope and throw you down on the middle rope, your throat firmly planted on the rope. I take my knee and press it on your back and pull the middle rope back choking you.

Dan Freyr

I push outta the corner and turn leanin over the top rope breathin hard...wipin at the blood on my temple...suddenly this hot sexy boy sneaks up behind me grindin that bulge of his against my jockstrapped bare hairy ass...makin my jock bulge catch on the middle rope and RUB it...precum shootin out inside my jock...next thing I know ya got a big arm wrapped around my throat and pull me off the top rope them shove my throat onto the middle rope usin it choke me...usin yer knee and yer weight to keep me there as I gag and choke and grab at yer arm,...my wifebeater soaked with sweat just like my jock...AAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH...ok so he does know how fight dirty but does he know how to fight brutal and bloody? my legs behind me and my boots kickin the canvas as ya keep chokin me

Tyson Austin

I keep the pressure on your back, readjusting every few breaths. I can feel the panic in your body, trying to kick out. I cannot let up. I look up into the darkness and smirk to the crowd, giving me a short boost of energy to press more of my weight on the back of your neck.

Dan Freyr

Ya keep drivin that knee into my back...that rope rubbin my throat raw...spit droolin from my mouth...I gotta get outta this somehow...I reach back with one hand tryin to grab at yer other leg to try and throw off yer balance and escape.

Tyson Austin

I continue to readjust, but as you gasp for breath and begin panicking more you kick out and grabbing at my ankle. You manage to latch onto my ankle. I let up off your back and step back. While you gasp for air, I grab your head to get you back on your feet and push you against the turnbuckle, getting your arms over the top ropes. I tap your bulging jock strap, leaking from precum. I leap up on the center ropes and start to launch punches at your forehead.

Dan Freyr

As ya step back I get my throat off the rope and send my right boot back in a mulekick hopin to hit yer big bulge again but yer not havin it as ya YANK me up on my feet...throwin me into the corner...my arms over the top ropes...ya climb the ropes as ya tap my jock...makin me shoot more precum...the crowd yellin...they never seen me get worked over and bloodied already like this...yer feet on the middle ropes...suddenly yer fist starts sluggin away at yer forehead...AGGGGHHHH....UGGGGHHHHH....AAWWWWWGGGHHH...the fists feelin like hammers I’m bein worked over...yer shots openin up 1...2...3 cuts on my forehead...the back of my head slammin against the buckle as I hang there...blood runnin down my face as this fucker seems intent on beatin the fuck outta me...I gotta get loose and back in this but I’m trapped and my heads swimmin.

Tyson Austin

I keep punching your forehead while blood starts to stream down your forehead. I pause for a bit to flex for the crowd and then rub your head in my crotch, wiping some of the blood on my bulge. I sneer down at you "looks like the golden goody goody here is wiping the floor with your sorry ass" I hop down off the rope and flex again for the crowd, which is erupting in more cheers

Dan Freyr

Ya rub my bloody fade in yer crotch stainin that speedo...tauntin me...I pull one arm free and try and swing a fist up into yer bulge but ya hop off before it can connect as I slide down to my ass in the corner...pantin...gaspin...my face a crimson mark as I sit there...my wifebeater ripped and blood splattered as the crowd cheers for ya...I aint made a dent in this tough muscle stud...not a single fuckin dent...I grab at the ropes and pull myself back up to my feet shakin my head makin the blood spray off it...as ya flex for the crowd I push off the ropes and come up behind ya...then drop to one knee and SLAM my forearm up between yer legs and GRAB onto yer bulge with my hand twistin it and maulin it..."sneer at that fucker" I growl.

Tyson Austin

While I’m showboating, thinking I have weakened you by beating and bloodying you, I clearly underestimated you. You sneak up behind me and slam your forearm square in my balls. I let out a shocked scream, and then suddenly feel your tattooed paw latch onto my crotch. You squeeze and twist, it’s the most excruciating pain I've ever experienced. I fall onto my knees with you still torquing my balls. I pound down onto the canvas, hoping for any mercy. Mercy I did not give you. You're exacting your revenge in the most painful way possible. You stand up still grasping hard, lifting my firm speedoed ass off the ground. I flex all the muscled in my upper back and shoulders continuing to pound the canvas and try to break free

Dan Freyr

my ball grab and squeeze workin as ya drop to yer knees howlin in pain..."yeah fucker...thought the old man was down and out did ya? think again!" I give that bulge another good twist feelin yer big cock leakin yer speedo as I climb on yer back...then use my free hand to RIP my wifebeater off me and let go of yer bulge and wrap my shirt around yer neck and get to my feet pullin ya up and draggin into the nearest corner chokin ya with my shirt with one hand...I grab at the buckle rippin the cover open...exposin the steel underneath...I drop the choke and grab the back of yer head and bring yer forehead down on the steel knuckle hard...then again...then spin ya around and shove ya down on yer knees...my mouth comin to yer forehead as I start bitin at it gettin some revenge.

Tyson Austin

You finally let go of my bulge. I’m on the ground, flaccid and in extreme pain. Next thing I know I hear cheers from the crowd meaning something is up. Well you stripped off your tank top and now are using it to choke me and force me up on my feet. My chest outstretched and exposed while I try to get some fingers between your tank and my throat. But you're pulling me somewhere, I don’t know what you intend to do but it can't be good. You take me to the corner, pull the padding off the turnstile. No... no.... noooooo. I look over and see the ref, standing there rubbing his bulge. He's definitely enjoying this. I've never had a fight this violent, I thought I'd be into it but now.... there’s no escape. I try to shake out of your grasp but instead you slam my forehead on the steel post, once, twice. I get starry eyed, dizzy, while you spin me around, feeling blood stream down my face. You get in close and start to BITE my forehead. Who the fuck is this animal?? This is not what I signed up for and now its survival mode. I kick my legs around, screaming hoping you'd stop. The crowd gets just as loud as the beginning. They love this as much as the ref, if not more. They are throwing cans, bottles, and other things into and toward the ring.

Dan Freyr

finally I have hot sexy muscle stud where I want him....got him bloodied and bitin at his cuts openin him up more...the crowd cheerin...this is the man they know as they start throwin crap in the ring...as I bite yer forehead again I reach down grabbin the back of yer speedo and YANK it up yer buttcrack wedgin yer cock and balls down between yer legs...a broken bottle or 2 rolls close to us and I raise up wipin one hand down yer face smearin yer blood down it...I grab one of the broken bottles as I start carvin up yer forehead with it...watchin the blood stream out with a wild look in my eyes. I toss the bottle away...that's enough damage...I want this stud awake for the ass rapin he's gonna get after all...I stand up and haul ya to yer feet by yer speedo then yank and pull it hard...the sweaty blood soaked material RIPPIN away exposin the jock ya got on underneath...now both of us jocked and booted as I grab one arm and swing around whippin ya across the ring to the ropes then leap in the air goin for another dropkick!

Tyson Austin

This insane animal stops biting me and then through the red dripping down my face, I see you pick up a broken bottle. I kick back and grab onto the ropes, in total fear. You scrape up my handsome face, further bloodying it. You stop and throw the bottle out of the ring and then pull me up in a painful wedgie before tearing off the speedo with full force. My entire face and torso covered in blood, you expose me wearing only a black jock strap. It looks totally slutty, but at this moment, it’s purely humiliating, getting victimized by this ruthless, feral beast. You pull me up, swing me against the ropes. I bounce back and land a dropkick against my chest forcing me down on the canvas with a loud thud, shaking the foundation of the ring. I roll over and crawl back to the bottom rope, and through the blood dripping in front of my eyes I eye some chains and brass knuckles just outside the ring. Before even getting a chance to think, I roll out of the cage and walk over to the chains and brass knuckles. I face you in the ring from outside, breathing heavy , holding about 3 feet of thick metal chain in one hand, and donning some hard knuckles in my other hand.

Dan Freyr

that dropkick makin contact takin ya down as I drop and roll back around...gettin to my feet I find a metal trash a hand grater that’s been thrown into the ring...I stuff it in my jock pouch for later and turn around lookin for ya and stop dead in my tracks. I see ya standin there outside the ring that chain in one hand and the knucks in the other. a slow grin spreads across my bloody bearded face...my dick jumpin at the sight of that...oh fuck yes...he wants to play rough and I know he can...fuck I’m in heaven...I slide outta the ring and drop to the ground in front of ya...I grip yer jock bulge in my right hand squeezin it but not to hurt it...the sexual energy shootin up between us as I growl...choose yer weapon fucker...I know we both want it...I feel yer dick throb in my hand as I let go and take a step back with a wink at ya.

Tyson Austin

You stand up close to me, I’m still heaving, breathless. You grab my bulge, squeezing it, but not torquing it, not pulling at it. Its more from an erotic mindset, causing my cock to stir. As I get harder, the pain in my balls increase. I toss the brass knuckles to the crowd, still holding my chain. I pull back from you, wrapping the chain around my fist, glaring at you through my blood soaked face. I eye you down to your crotch and see you hard, blood dripping from your beard down your hairy, sweaty chest onto the erection forming within your musky jock strap. Both of us don't want to lose, and both of us more than anything want to show our dominance in front of this horny, drugged up crowd. I step up toward you and land a punch to your chin with my chain-wrapped fist, waiting for your reaction

Dan Freyr

as ya throw the knucks away....ya wrap one end of it around yer fist...perfect I think...I grab the other end and wrap it around my fist......both knowin what we want...besides winnin that is...we both wanna show how tough and brutal we can be to the crowd and to each other...the unbroken bond of a warrior...I move toward ya as ya walk up to me...UUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHH...that chained punch goin across my chin...RIPPIN out a few hairs of my beard and openin a cut in my chin...I growl..."yeah stud" I bring my fist up and slam a punch to yer nose feelin it break and grinnin at the blood pourin from it...I lean in and whisper..."ya hot fucker" then LICKKK my tongue up yer face tastin it as the crowd goes wild...I raise up and move back from ya...makin the chain pull taut between us...eggin ya on..."c’mon stud...come and fuck me up"

Tyson Austin

You smash your chained fist in my nose, breaking it, with blood streaming down my chin. I spit on the ground and you yank the chain making it taut between us, turning this into a tug-of-war... a bloody, sadistic tug-of-war. But during all this, there is this animal magnetism between us, something I have never felt before. A need to dominate and own you, publicly and brutally. And I can sense the same with you. I yank back on the chain pulling you harder than you expected, and I land an elbow to the right side of your forehead, knocking you down onto the concrete

Dan Freyr

ya yank that chain hard as I get ready to yank it back...but ya pull me forward as that elbow SLAMS to the right side of my forehead takin me down to the concrete...on my hands and knees...the chain still around my fist...I spit out blood and growl..."fuck it...let’s do this" at yer feet I reach up and RIP yer black jock off tossin it to the crowd yer whole muscled body on display now...I don’t wait as I TEAR my jock off and throw it away...both of us booted bareassed and bloody..,locked in a feral sexual animal fight for dominance...I get back to my feet and SLUG yer abs with my chained fist then grab one of yer arms pullin ya into me as ya double over...I grab the back of yer head with my free hand and SHOVE yer bloody face against m ragin uncut pierced 9 inch cock..."yeah...that's what ya want stud?"

Tyson Austin

While down on all fours, I try to get around you to wrap the chain around your throat, trying to end this. Instead you distract me by ripping off the jock strap. I’m now fully exposed, my 7" cock semi-erect, but quickly going flaccid now that I am fully exposed and bloody in front of the crowd. Men are hollering and cheering, throwing their drinks in our general direction. You play into the crowd’s energy, tear off your musky jock, and toss it to the rowdy crowd after punching me in the abs with your chained up fist. I double over and fall on my knees, our hands still chained to one another. You pull my face to your cock, shocked at its length and girth, but even more terrified of the piercing at the end of it. You push my head toward your cock to get me to suck. I have no choice. I’m in a terrible position with you hovering over me and me on my knees, so I reluctantly start sucking your massive pierced, blood-covered, sweaty cock

Dan Freyr

the crowd sex crazed now seein both of us bareassed...I see yer cock go soft but I can take of that soon enough....yer face against my cock yer blood coatin it...I turn yer head toward my cock and...what the fuck...this hot fucker suddenly takes my big cock in his mouth...inch by inch by inch...I look down in amazement as...holy fuck he's takin all of it...I hold onto yer head as I see yer nose bang against my pubes...all 9 inches of me down yer throat...I throw my bloody head back and ROAR out in pleasure...that HOT mouth suckin my big old dick down...fuck this boy knows how to suck a dick...fuck fuck fuck....the crowd wild now as most of em are half naked and jackin their dicks watchin us....the ref already has some muscle stud down on his knees swallowin his big cock too...I feel ya workin my so damn good...but we got us a fight to finish and I for damn sure want me some of that muscle dick of yers down my throat...I pull yer head off my throbbin cock and grin down at ya..."nasty kinky hot muscle stud" I pull ya up to yer feet...the chain still around our fists...I grab ya by the back of yer neck with my free hand and start slug yer forehead with the chain...then grab yer hands placin one behind my head..."go for it stud...lets slug the fuck outta each other til one of us drops...and loses this" I see the grin on yer lips as my fists cocks back...I see yers do the same...."ready...set...GO" I start drivin that chain into yer forehead

Tyson Austin

I suck you all the way down, feeling the cold, metal piercing at the end hit the back of my throat. This is getting me somewhat hard. I've never been put in this type of submissive position before, well not this bad. You pull me off your cock, which was a nice respite from getting pummeled. That was short-lived. You slam your chained up fist back at my forehead, knocking my head. The crowd is going wild. You get me up onto my feet and demand I start to hit you, and I do. We simultaneously, madly start to punch each other. Both of us erect and chained up together, in a brutal slugfest for dominance, aiming to completely knock out the other. All driven by pure adrenaline, yours fueled by anger and lust, me for survival and... lust

Dan Freyr

the crowd almost rabid now as we start sluggin away at each other...the chain bustin our foreheads open...both of us masked in hot blood and I caint help noticin as we do this that yer cock is back to bein rock fuckin hard as I mine...both grippin each other's necks tight...that chain drippin with blood...our faces...chests...abs...cocks...balls...my beard...soaked in blood...we move back forth workin that chain in...both of us of one mind now as even both TWIST the chain into the cuts...raw male animal warriors with a sexual bloodlust for each other...our boots scrapin the concrete as we move back and forth....close to the ring post...both howlin and gaspin but so fuckin horny and turned on...it’s anybody’s guess which of us will drop first

Tyson Austin

guys start to get up out of their seats and start to circle us while we move closer to the ring post. Still pummeling each other.... neither wants to give up.... neither of us wants to fall..... neither of us wants to get raped in front of this mad crowd. But both of us are slowing down. Both of our hands are around our throats. I hit you... pause.... you hit me... long pause. Both of us breathing heavily. The men crowding around us are throwing their beers on our hard blood-covered and beaten bodies. The pauses get longer. We are both spent... exhausted. All the blood is either dripping out of us or engorged in our hard cocks.

Dan Freyr

The blood just sprayin off both of us as we keep sluggin each other with the chain...the crowd comin closer...the ref too...blood splatterin on them...our hands around our throats...hittin each other back and forth...we start hurlin gobs of bloody spit in each other's faces...it’s obvious that we're fuckin HOT for each other...both gaspin and pantin...beer bein thrown on us...our cocks rock hard as we move in closer...both of us feelin the effects and slowin down...I gasp at ya..."hold on...hold on...st...stud...we need a quick break here"...the ref comes over givin us both water that we swallow down as much as possible...as he does that...I let my end of the chain go and grab both of our cocks...placin em head to head...then as the crowd and you watch...I roll my long foreskin over the head of my dick then over the head of yers...DOCKIN our cocks together...I grab my end of the chain and wrap it around my fist again as the ref feeds us more...I nod at him as he backs away and growls..."break over...fight fuckers" With out hard cocks docked in my long foreskin we start sluggin away at our faces back and forth...foreheads...eyes...noses...mouths...our hands grippin each other's throats as we start this bloody marathon again

Tyson Austin

I’m so thankful for this short water break. I splash some water on my bloody face to rinse off slightly and chug some water. The exhaustion starts to abate... but just slightly. I start to feel tingles all over my body. A warm sensation takes over and my head becomes I don't think it was just water in that bottle. While I hand back the water, you grab my hard dick toward you pressing the pierced end at my penis hole and then wrap your bloody foreskin around mine. I’ve never docked before. Hell, I haven't done anything kinky before, so this is new. Damn, I feel a rush of adrenaline all of a sudden, and my cock is rock hard. Harder than it ever has been before.... I’m starting to sense the water may have been drugged. Drugged with something to enhance our performance. I feel crazy aggressive and crazy hard. I shake my head and you start to punch me hard with few pauses between our punches back and forth. The men move in closer, cheering louder and spitting on us. Some are jerking off around us. The rest of the crowd starts to fade and all I want to do is continue pummeling you. At one point I pull the chain back and kick you right in your kneecap

Dan Freyr

The ref moves back a few steps as the crowd comes in closer...that water takin effect...what was in that? fuckkkkkkkkk...I’m feelin...warm...and...hot...and...horny as fuck....and...and...aggressive as a mutha fucker...the adrenaline rush takin us over as we start sluggin and punchin again back and forth...this time takin our time to really work the chain...our eyes swollen and blackened...nose bloody and bashed...yer punches to my cheeks and chin rippin out strands of my matted bloody beard...both of us slowly sluggin each other...wantin to make it last as long as we both can hold out...the crowd spittin on us...some of em even shootin cum on us...but we ignore em and focus on each other...ya pull on the chain and kick my kneecap hard....arrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhh....I grip tighter on yer throat as my knee throbs...I land a kick to yer shin back as we keep sluggin each other...our docked cocks throbbin inside my foreskin as the precum shoots out against our cockheads

Tyson Austin

You kick my shin, hard, after smashing into your kneecap. Both of us are still docked, and I feel some of your precum drip from your cock onto the piercing and around my cockhead. This sensation only gets me harder. We continue to punish each other. Moving from our heads now to our bodies. We start to slow down again and the crowd loves that we are both giving it our all, surviving and showing pure aggression. This contrast between us is starting to fade. This "golden boy" clean-cut all-American jock taking on this hardcore hairy, tatted kinkster. But with us both bloody the differences start to blur. There is a powerful musk in the air, from all the sweat from us and the crowd around us. Its driving me wild. I unravel the chain quickly from my hand and shove you back against the ring post, knocking your head back against it. I then take your bloody forehead and smash the back of your head against the heavy post, shaking the ring

Dan Freyr

I see the look in yer eyes...yeah I knew this hot stud would like dockin...cause he sure as hell loves bloody fightin...blood and sweat drippin off both of us as we slow it down some...wantin to make it last a long fuckin time...our differences blurred for sure...a connection bein made here...and nothin to do with sex...ok maybe a little bit to do with that...but more than that...respect and we both just really like each other or is it more...just then, ya drop the chain and grab my head SLAMMIN it back against the ringpost...arrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhh...the blood and spit and sweat sprayin as more of the crowd blow their loads on both of us...my head strikin the post makin the ring shake...stunned for a moment...the chain unravelin from my fist to the ground but I recover for this stud and grab his head and slam into back against the post...then turn yer head and run yer forehead into the post...ya grab mine and do the same...blood rainin down...but we do it slowly...the sexual tension between us incredible...so incredible I suddenly grab the back of yer head as ya grab mine...one mind now as our bloody mouths meet in a hard deep rough spit filled kiss...our tongues thrustin down each other's throats as we use our free hands to grab each other by the throat squeezin tight...chokin each other as we kiss...growlin and snarlin...somebody takes the hands off the backs of our necks and slides somethin on our hands...I break the kiss and look down...ya see it as well...brass knucks...I grin at ya and lock eyes with ya...our cocks still docked...our precum like glue holdin em inside my foreskin as we start sluggin at each other with the knucks...our cum filled balls swingin between our legs as we howl and moan in lust for each other...I drive the knucks hard in yer navel...then yer gut...bringin it...twistin it into yer pecs...goin back to yer face...takin our time slowly beatin the holy fuck outta one another

Tyson Austin

I’m mentally exhausted... but physically I cannot stop. I’m in survival mode. We both release the chains after smashing the back of your head against the post. A hit like that would normally knock you down on the ground or out completely. Instead... and it has to be that water... has to be... you grab my forehead and smash my head into the post. I get dizzy but I’m not knocked out. I turn around and you start to kiss me with an intense passion I've never felt before. Your tongue invading my mouth, and I push back with mine. Our tongues begin to fight for the upper hand. Our cocks rock hard. Before I know it I’m handed some brass knuckles. WHAT.....THE......FUCK........ you drive your knuckles into my stomach and chest. The pain is intense but then starts to abate quickly. The men are calling for blood. Each hit back and forth is slow and forceful, moving on from our heads and faces, but to our sweaty bodies. My tight abs and muscled pecs getting tortured. I pull back from you and lean against the ropes. It’s time to take this back into the ring, so I lean against the edge of the apron and roll into the ring. My blood dripping all over the dirty canvas.

Dan Freyr

Both of in survival mode...and neither one ready to stop...nor could we if we tried...whatever was in that water keeps revivin us...the knucks still on our hands...gotta get back in the ring...I PULL away from ya...my foreskin makin a POP noise as our dicks separate...our mixed precum drippin from my foreskin as we roll back in the ring...leavin bloody smears on the apron and puddles of it on the ground. We end up next to each other half raised up on one arm...I grab onto you...ya grab onto me...we raise up...on our knees for now...face to face...cocks hard...faces damaged and bloody...bodies bruised...our war medals that we wear with pride...we reach up grabbin each other's neck again...fingers around our throats but not to choke...but just to hold onto,,,our bloody foreheads pressed against each other...eyes locked...the lust evident in them...I get an idea...I bring my brass knucked fist down to yer hard cock and wrap my fist around it gently...slowly strokin that hard drippin cock...the blood coatin makin it easy to stroke...my tongue dartin out lickin across yer lips...a low lusty growl comin my throat..."hot fuckin muscle stud sex fighter...I want ya bad" my lips touch yers as the crowd watches from the side of the ring in awe at this marathon battle

Tyson Austin

we get back in the ring, hands around our throats but this time to prop each other up. The exhaustion is starting to set in, as is the animalistic lust between us. You start to stroke my cock with the hand with your brass knuckles. The feeling is so intense, squeezing my cock with the cold metal of the knuckles. I'm normally never into men like this, I prefer those similar to me, but the mix of the aggression, the drugged water, and the surroundings, I’m horny unlike ever in my life, and I both love and hate it. I feel this lust but also this rage against you. We start to kiss. I taste the tobacco under your lip mixed in with our blood while you stroke me. I grab your cock and start to jerk you... slowly with intention

Dan Freyr

I see the look on yer face as my brass knucked fist strokes that hard muscle cock of yers...our mouths meet again for another kiss. Can only imagine how bad we look...yer handsome cut and bloody and bruised...my ugly mug in the same condition only my beards ripped and torn from the chain and all the wild action. I feel yer fist grab my big cock strokin me...just then I look up and the Ref is there...a bottle in his hand...not more water...it’s a little brown bottle...he opens it and shoves it under my nose first and I inhale deeply then he shoves it under yer nose waitin for ya to inhale...when ya do he pulls the bottle away and goes back outta the ring...as ya stroke my big cock suddenly I’m overcome by the need to piss but I don’t wanna stop for no damn bathroom break...our tongues rasslin in our mouths...swappin bloody spit...both our cocks leakin precum like crazy...both knowin that this is just a short interlude before the blows start flyin again

Tyson Austin

While we are kissing, the ref steps to both of us to inhale from this brown bottle. Its poppers, but something more..... I can’t put my finger on it. I feel a rush in my head and start to kiss you harder.... it’s as if we took our aggression earlier and turned that into mad lust. I hate this man. This kissing is so hot. I hate this man. This kissing is so hot. But at this moment, suddenly, I want to ruin you. I shove you off me. I then grab your bloody beard close to me, and then knee you right in your balls

Dan Freyr

I feel the same rush in my head...an intense hot feelin...turnin my passion into aggression...suddenly an intense hate for this muscle stud...We break the kiss...anger flarin in our eyes as we get to our feet...I hear the ref comment "this oughta be good" We both reach out for each other...I just get my hand on yer throat as ya grab my bloody beard and PULL..."fuckerrrrrrrr...hand off my fuckin be...." is all I get out as suddenly that knee RAMS into my big low hangers...I HOWL out in rage and agony as that knee digs into my cum tanks...makin my dick bounce and spew precum...I stumble back to the ropes as strands of my beard tear out left in yer hand...but as I do suddenly my dick blasts out a stream of piss...my body takin over and needin to release it...I fall back as it does that and hit the ropes...my arms over the top rope..."lousy fuckin muscle bitch" I growl as I pull off the ropes...whatever that was in the bottle ragin again as I come chargin at ya fast grabbin yer bloody head and bring it down and WHAMMMMMM slam yer fuckin bloody face down on my knee hard

Tyson Austin

Holy shit this fucker is pissing on the canvas. Bright yellow, hot piss, while leaning on the top rope. This guy is so fucking nasty its catching me off guard. As if the blood on both of us isn’t enough, this is what distracts me. You growl at me and knee me right in the head. I fall back and lay splayed on the canvas. You standing over me with swollen balls and your engorged 9" standing above me. I feel dazed. Now that I am horizontal the blood is rushing to my head and I’m stuck.... pinned to the canvas by gravity and whatever was in that brown bottle. I stare up and hear the crowd get louder and louder. What the fuck is happening?

Dan Freyr

I stand over ya face red not just with blood but with anger...yer legs spread open...yer arms layin there...blood all over both of us...I see that hard fuckin dick of yers and swollen balls...fuck do I dare? I feel that whatever it was surgin in me again and before I know it...I suddenly move between yer legs...and drop down...grabbin that boned and swollen big dick of yers and SHOVE it in my tight hairy ass as the crowd roars...my fists comin up as I start sluggin yer bloody face and chest again...SNARLIN in a mix of anger and lust as I ride that hard cock of yers like a wild stallion...every thrust makin me punch and slug ya again

Tyson Austin

You start to ride my impossibly hard cock, feeling your tight hairy ass stretch over my 7 incher. You ride harder and harder and all the while you throw several punches at my face and chest. I try to block them but you are going too fast. I don’t know whether to try to get you off my cock or get you to stop punching me. I scream out and the crowd is getting into this. I look up and see you flex over me, seeing your hairy chest puff out while riding my cock. I feel lust and pain from the riding, taking it all to the base.

Dan Freyr

I stop my attack and flex for the crowd even tho I aint won...at least not yet...that hard cock throbbin deep in my hairy ass...I look down at ya as I flex and sneer at ya...still feelin the lust but the anger is just as strong..."that all ya got muscle boy...the old man too fuckin much for ya or somethin" I sneer down at ya then hurl a big wad of bloody spit from my mouth right between yer blackened eyes as I keep ridin that dick.

Tyson Austin

You spit right in my face. It’s so degrading at this point, my cock getting used in such a sadistic way. Now that you've stopped with the pummeling I try to buck you off me, but you press your whole weight on my pelvis. Holding my cock all the way inside of you, pinning me down. I spit back up at you and grab a hold of your cock. I start to jerk it slowly while you're still sitting on my cock. I then twist your cock, trying to cause you the worst pain to get you off me

Dan Freyr

Usin my butt to clamp down around yer big cock as I ride that bitch...torn between beatin on ya more....ridin yer cock til it shoots or both...I hold ya down under me...ya try and buck me off as I taunt ya and then think "I know how to piss him off as I laugh at ya tryin to throw me off..."not happenin buddy boy...now why don’t ya gimme that load and then ya can submit and I can take..." suddenly ya grab my cock makin me think yer gonna try and jack me off but then my eyes go wide as I YELL out in PAINNNNNNNNNNNNN....that knucked hand of yers TWISTIN my dick tight as I feel the cold steel dig into my shaft....YEOWWWWWWWWWWGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH...ya twist again as I go tumblin off of ya...yer swollen cock comin outta my butt with loud POP as I grab at yer hand on my dick and swing wild shots at yer face tryin to make ya let go of my big rod

Tyson Austin

My cock is all wet and sore from your tight, hairy ass squeezing the life out of it. But you didn't get me to cum, which I am thankful for. I roll over onto all fours, breathing heavy. My ass exposed to the crowd. I feel they are turning against me, or maybe they never cheered for me to begin with. Either way, I look up at you and see you writhing in pain. I see your weakness, your cock... your pierced hungry cock. I get up onto my feet and walk over to you and launch a kick at your ribs to roll you onto your back

Dan Freyr

My cock free now...fucker I think...I check it for damage from them knucks...nothin...good for him...just about to roll over on all fours and get up...heavin and gaspin...YOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW...that boot kick SLAMMIN to my ribs...almost breakin one of em as I yell out and roll over on my back holdin my side...a bruise already formin as I feel that stuff from that bottle and the water kickin in but in too much pain to move

Tyson Austin

I stand up over you, hoping to put you out and end this for once and for all. I press my blood-stained white boot on your throat, hoping that you will finally pass out and I will win this and be able to leave

Dan Freyr

ya come over puttin that boot on my throat with yer weight behind it...cuttin off my air as my hands grab at that boot...my ass humpin the canvas...my hard dick leakin again...my body shakin...tremblin...the crowd chantin yer name...I see yer cock stickin out leakin precum down on my face...this tough fucker could crush my throat but somehow I know he won’t...I dig down deep tryin to tap into anythin as I manage to shift that boot off my throat...as I try to roll on my side, I swing one arm up and send my elbow up as hard as I can into yer nuts

Tyson Austin

I’m putting all my weight onto your throat "Fuck you! How do you like having this golden boy crush your windpipe?" I press harder, and then I see something in your eyes, a different kind of rage that I haven’t seen yet. You channel something inside of you, taking all your strength to push my boot off your throat and then sending and elbow at my exposed nuts. I stumble off you and back into the turnbuckle. At this point the men aren’t in their seats, they are around the apron and a couple of them grab my ankles. I hold onto the top ropes and try to break free from the men....

Dan Freyr

I manage to roll over and get to my feet slowly...stumblin a little...my head swimmin as I come toward ya in the corner...I see guys holdin yer ankles as I get to ya...I growl at em..."hands off mutha fuckers this man...this TOUGH man...is all mine!" they back away in fear seein the look on my face...I climb up on the middle ropes and look down at ya with a sneerin grin..."time to take a muscle boy down" I grind my cock against yer sweaty bloody pecs as I grab yer hair and start sluggin yer face again...openin them cuts up again..."now...bam...fucker...pow...ya...wham...ready...slug...to submit...bam bam bam"

Tyson Austin

Whatever I took earlier that allowed me to handle the earlier onslaught seems to be wearing off, since I feel.... every..... punch to my head. I slump onto the top rope while you continue to pummel my forehead, breaking the cuts open. I slump far enough that I collapse onto the canvas sitting, leaning against the turnbuckle. I look up at you and see you roar in front of the crowd. How are you not as worn out as I am? I cough up and spit blood onto my chest, looking up at you

Dan Freyr

I see ya slump in the corner as I whale away on yer head...my dick leakin precum on yer bloody sweaty pecs...ya drop to the canvas on yer bare ass leanin against the turnbuckle. I drop down to my boots standin over ya and flexin for the crowd...I see ya cough blood on yer chest as I reach down grabbin yer head pullin ya up..."I dint hear that fucker...what was that? ya ready to submit and gimme that hot ass of yers?"

Tyson Austin

I stare up at you with my head in your hands pulling me somewhat onto my feet. "I..... never..... give..... up" and spit in your face and headbutt you right in your face

Dan Freyr

I see ya starin up at me...yer eyes glassy...I smirk at them words..."oh yeah? then ya spit in my face and RAM yer head in my face hard as I let go of ya and YELL OUT in a mix of pain and rage...blood spurtin outta my flattened nose again and streamin down my torn beard and hairy body and cock...I take a few steps back and fall into the ropes...

Tyson Austin

You fall back into the crowd of men who catch you before you hit the concrete. They hoist you up by your body and lean you back to the ring. A few of them grope you, grabbing your ass, spanking your ass, twisting a nipple. Their level of horniness makes them forget there is a fight going on and they want to be a part of it, no matter how small a part. I walk up to the ropes to watch this throng of men playing with your exposed body

Dan Freyr

the men catch me before I hit the concrete and push me back in but these horny fuckers are molestin me as I try and fight em off to get back to you...I see ya watchin this and not offerin any help...that angry look comes over me again as I start swingin my fists and kickin my boots out at the crowd knockin me off me as I climb back on the apron and fire a HARD knucked fist across yer jaw...BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

Tyson Austin

"Dammit!" This motherfucker won't go down. He still has all his energy and leaps back into the ring with ease after pushing off the drunken, drugged men. You run toward me and throw a fist at my jaw, damn near breaking it. I fall back myself, back toward the ropes and hang onto the top rope.

Dan Freyr

I come after ya and pull ya off the top rope...then SLAM my head into yer nose hard...then step back and swing my left hand around sendin a vicious backhand SLAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP to yer face knockin ya down the ropes..."that for not helpin me get rid of those horny fuckers"

Tyson Austin

After the headbutt and the backhand slap I fall back onto all fours, holding one hand on the rope. One of the men that is closest to the ropes spits on my face, as if this humiliation isn't enough. I try to climb back up the ropes to get back on my feet, but it’s going slow on the way up.

Dan Freyr

I follow ya as ya crawl along the ropes..."get up fucker...this aint over yet" I send a knee into yer ribs and yell "GET UP!" as the ref comes in again givin us more of that brown bottle then disappears again

Tyson Austin

I cough after your knee to the ribs. I don’t know if I can handle this anymore. The ref hops into the ring, back with that brown bottle, making us inhale what is inside. Fuck... I don’t know if I can do this anymore.... but there are a ton of men here. And I can’t lose, I don’t lose. I need to rally. I stand back up onto my feet and see the ref standing there next to you, whispering something to you. This can't be good.....

Dan Freyr

I see ya stand back up...whatever that stuff is its workin...feelin the lust and anger again...I nod at the ref as he leaves again...I come toward ya again...my fists up...firin off a hard left right combo to yer face then a mean knee to yer gut..."give it up kid...ya proved ya can do this...ya earned my respect" I whisper as I hit ya again and again

Tyson Austin

I don’t know if I can give up. You knock me back down. The ref left so he's useless, he wants to see me battered and beaten. I get on all fours, struggling to get onto my feet. Weakened from the beating and all the blood loss

Dan Freyr

I see ya drop then roll on all fours...that ass in the air...I move toward ya and drop down on my knees behind grabbin yer hair yankin yer head back..."well if ya won’t go out then imma rape that ass knock yer ass out fucker" I don’t wait as I suddenly grab my big dick and push it against yer hole and THRUST forward....drivin all 9 uncut inches DEEP inside ya

Tyson Austin

I let out a harsh, guttural scream from your merciless thrust. You slam you pierced 9 inches deep inside me with one thrust. I feel the cold of the piercing stabbing me inside. I press my bloody head on the canvas arching my back trying to take the onslaught in my tight, smooth hole. I’ve never taken cock like this, the pain is so intense and I want this nightmare to be over

Dan Freyr

I grab yer head back up off the canvas so the crowd can see yer face as I DRILL and THRUST deep in yer tight ass...takin it hard rough and brutal...the crowd around the ring watchin me take yer ass harder and deeper...my free hand reachin under ya grabbin yer cock and jackin it as I POWER FUCK yer hole

Tyson Austin

Each thrust is harder than the last. You grasp my hair hard while you pound, which only makes the punishment more humiliating. You grab my cock and see that I am precumming like mad. I try to withstand each thrust, but it’s so punishing. You are so powerful, and I am feeling so week and hobbled. I scream pounding onto the canvas, hoping you stop the relentless punishment of my hole

Dan Freyr

with every hard mean thrust I PUMP and STROKE yer cock faster and harder...I keep thrustin in yer ass and jackin yer cock as I lean down and growl...blow that load boy...blow that load for Daddy and I’ll breed that ass, knock ya out, and get us outta here

Tyson Austin

I swat your hand off my cock, the pounding is just way too intense. I am getting close...... closer...... and I have the most explosive cumshot of my life onto the canvas. I breathe heavy, and my now used hole is clenching onto your cock in the most painful way

Dan Freyr

I feel ya blow that thick load outta yer cock...I grab it again...pumpin it...milkin it for every fuckin drop...just then I throw my head back and ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...my big cock suddenly EXPLODIN deep in yer hole as I FILL it full....at the same time I grab yer head and SLAM it down into the canvas BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

Tyson Austin

I collapse onto the canvas, your whole body laying on top of me. I can literally feel the cum oozing out of my hole with your thick 9 inch cock still buried deep inside of me, still rock hard. I try to shake you off me but you don't come off... I feel your hot breath next to my left ear. "Get... off... me.." I whisper using the last of my strength

Dan Freyr

layin on top of ya pantin...gaspin...heavin...my dick finally slidin outta yer hole...I growl in yer ear..."if I was you Id act KOd stud...cause this crowd will come after us if ya don’t" I raise up off of ya then get to my feet...raisin my arms up...yer body on the canvas at my feet not movin....I don’t wait as I hoist yer body off the canvas throwin it over my shoulder and outta the ring and run with us as the ref holds the crowd back tellin em I won and ya got KOd as we escape this mob

Dan Freyr

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Published: 2026-02-15, viewed 103 times.