THE HIGH TABLE

Ever since that incredible and magical night at the Arena, where me and Daniel found our three member of our now happy and blissful throuple, it still seems like such a dream that none of us wanna wake up from. How I lucked out to find the two most wonderful, lovin, carin and most lovable men is still mind-bogglin to me and I treasure each and every day. But what most people don’t know is what happened that night after we got carried outta the Arena on the stretchers and whisked away to hospital with Daniel at our sides the whole time. Neither me or BV remember that ride to hospital, but Daniel says that it was lucky nobody got run over by the ambulance as it went tearin through the streets and arrived at the emergency room in record time.

The staff there were waitin for us as they got to work removin what was left of our gear as well as removin the barbs that had broken off from the barbed wire. The doctors advised Daniel it would be better if we got put under artificial comas and he agreed. The surgery and facial reconstruction took nearly 18 hours as the doctors and nurses worked around the clock to try and stitch us back together as well as heal my broken arm. Daniel stayed there for the whole thing and when the doctors came out, they told him everythin looked good and they did the very best they could.

They decided to put us in separate rooms on a floor with no one else there, tellin Daniel that we needed rest and quiet and that BV had already paid for the floor and the rooms. Stayin with the two of us until we got settled into our separate rooms at opposite ends of the floor, the doctors told Daniel to go home and get some rest. If there was anythin we needed, the nurses would make sure we got it and it there was any news that they’d call him as soon as possible. He came to say one last goodbye to both of us before headin home and getting some well-earned rest.

The first two days are a blur with both of us in the comas, but by the third day, we had been brought out of them and allowed to sit up to eat and rest. We still needed help getting to the bathrooms in our rooms and the nurses took their time to make sure we had everythin we needed. We both, of course, kept askin about the other, wantin to know how we were healin and we both were advised that we were both healin well but that we needed to rest for a few more days.

Dan Freyr

Waking up outta that damn coma they put us both in, I was nervous and anxious to find out how BV was and when we could get outta this damn place. I hate hospital and cain’t wait til we can get outta here. I knew he was in the room at the other end of the hall and they were keepin me updated on his condition just like I hoped they were doin with him. But finally, I couldn’t take it no more. It was late at night and all the staff had gone from for the day, so there was nobody around but us and the whole floor. I was feelin a whole lot better and was getting tired of listenin to these monitors go beep beep beep. It was time I got up and went to search for my man. I grabbed these pads and tubes goin into me and pulled them the fuck out and shut off the monitors.

Dan Freyr

Climbin out this damn bed my hairy ass had been stuck in four fuckin days, I stood up and found I could move easier now. Only clad in this damn hospital top and shorts they had me, I opened the door to my room and looked down the hall. The nighttime lights were on, dim and low but I could see well enough. Not waitin a minute longer, I left my room and headed to the main wardroom thinkin maybe he was in there. If not, his room was gonna be the next place I checked. I was gonna find his ass if it took me all day night and nobody and nothin was gonna stop me.

Belgium Vicious

Before our fight, Daniel warned me that Dan was a violent guy, and knowing how long I spent in the hospital after Trauma Jr., as he calls himself in the ring, smashed my spine, I didn't take the advice lightly and immediately booked an entire floor at the hospital for the night of the fight. It was a good thing I did because our arrival was eagerly awaited. After remaining in a coma for what seemed like an eternity, a nurse informed me that I had been placed in an induced coma for two whole days. But I missed this new man who had turned my life upside down. I often looked at the drawer of the table they extended to help me eat and sighed deeply. I was often told that he was doing well and that he asked about me. I was reassured, but at the same time, I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to see him; I wanted to feel him. On the third day, I felt that I was having trouble getting up. The nurses were very attentive to me, but they weren't Dan. I wanted Dan; I desired him more than anything. His absence was driving me crazy. I could think of nothing but him. I didn't even listen to the nurses when they advised me to take it easy. Only this man, who had brought me to such ecstasy and infinite pain, obsessed me.

Belgium Vicious

When evening arrives, the nurses leave us, and I instruct them not to come to this floor until I give my permission. As the hospital's main benefactor, I make decisions as I see fit, always being very generous with those who obey. I see the night falling, and I can't take it anymore. My man, I want my man, I miss him, I'm going crazy without him. I tap the top of the drawer I haven't stopped looking at, then I've had enough. I'm lying down while Dan is suffering. I want to be with him, see how he is, comfort him. I rip out the cables in one swift motion, unable to bear the incessant noise around me any longer. I pull back the sheet and stand up. I'm still weak, but the prospect of seeing this man I love again gives me strength. I look out the window and see a light in the distance. My man is there. He must be asleep. I have to go see him. I leave without paying attention to my blouse, being naked underneath, and rush into the corridor. I think to myself, "If I'm better, my man is too, where is he?" I see a shadow heading towards the common room, the corridor lights being turned down to the minimum, and I head there too, my arm still in a cast, hoping it's Dan and not a nurse who wanted to be overzealous.

Dan Freyr

The lights dim as I enter the common room and pull the door open then stop and turn around. Did I hear somethin behind me? Nah…probably just my imagination. I enter the common and look around the large room. No, nobody here. Maybe the restroom. I go and check that out. Besides, I gotta pee like a racehorse. I empty my bladder in the john and flush then wash my hands and go back out into the common room. Where is he I wonder?

Dan Freyr

I see the small break room/kitchenette by one wall and go in there lookin for him. Not here either. The only place I ain’t checked yet is his room and then it occurs to me. Stupid, he’s probably asleep and here you are lookin in this damn place. Yer stupid ass shoulda checked his room first, ya fuckwad. I grin as I realize I’m talkin to myself. When I’d rather be talkin to my man…holdin his hand…kissin him…comfortin him…lovin him. I stop for a moment. Fuck, did I just really think all that? What is it about this man that makes me feel this way? Besides Daniel, ain’t no man ever made me feel like this and this is all new to me. Could I really be in love with two men at the same time? Do I even deserve to have that happen?

Dan Freyr

I come outta the break room and go over to the large windows, blinds are up and I can look out at the city streets of Belgium. The lights, the buildings, and the life below on the streets all lookin all cleaned up and ready for anythin. Have I found a new home here? Would Daniel and I be happy livin in this beautiful city? And where would we live? It ain’t like we planned to be here this long. I figured I’d do the fight and heal up and then we’d head back home. But somethin has changed. Somethin I cain’t put my finger on. Wait, yes I can. Fuck me…I AM in love with two men. Both Daniel and the man in that other hospital room  known only as BV. He seems to be somebody important, specially as the nurses told me he reserved the whole floor just for us. That takes money for damn sure. But I don’t give a fuck about that. Money ain’t never been a reason for nothin in my book.

Dan Freyr

Standin at the window in just my hospital gown, I let my mind wander as I start to picture what a life would be like with both these men. My heart feels like it’s about to burst at the thought of me bein in a three way…well throuple relationship. I hear the door behind me open and I turn around, expectin to see a nurse comin thru on her way out. “Sorry,” I started as I moved toward the door, “I just needed to stretch my legs for a bit and…” I stop in my tracks. It ain’t the nurse at all! It’s him…my opponent from a few days ago…the man that’s been in my dreams and thoughts ever since we got here. The man I’m fuckin already in love with. Our eyes lock as I wait for I don’t know what to happen.

Belgium Vicious

I head towards the common room and go in, but I see nothing. Not hearing the sound of the toilet, I tell myself he's not there. Should I dare go into his room? Won't I wake him? It's possible, but I have to talk to him, I have to see him. I can't stand this waiting any longer. I take a deep breath and quietly go to your room. I gently open the door and ask softly, "Am I disturbing you?" before realizing you're not there. My heart races. I was told you were fine, that you were supposed to be resting, but you're not here. I start to panic, and I don't know why. I met this man a few days ago. We've only spent a short time together, but I can't stop thinking about him, about Daniel, about us. I have the financial means and the love to have two husbands, but will he accept it? I am going crazy with all these thoughts and I leave your room to head like a madman towards mine, telling myself that you may have come to see me, cursing my stupidity for having been in the common room.

Belgium Vicious

I quickly head towards my room, the adrenaline of fearing I've lost you starting to chill me to the bone and giving me strength, a strength I never thought possible. My pain vanishes at the thought of losing you, but I reassure myself by thinking you must have gone to mine. I don't pay attention and I open the door wide only to find you're not there. I feel so devastated. I contact the nurses who tell me you haven't moved from the floor. I look out the window sadly, wondering if he's abandoned me. Haven't I gone too far with him? Yet everything seemed so perfect. I refuse to entertain this thought by shaking my head as if to make it go away, then I go to my drawer which I open quickly before taking something out, then like a madman I go as fast as possible to the common room, telling myself that the shadow must be that of a nurse and that I have to ask her, I cannot live without this man, this so handsome Dan, he doesn't even know my first name, I cannot let him go without knowing the name of the one who has fallen madly in love with him.

Belgium Vicious

I can't take it anymore, I want to find him, I'm going crazy. If I have to lock down this hospital, I will. Every nurse will have to search for him. Something terrible might have happened to him, and I'll never forgive myself. I get to the common room, and despite my madness at not finding Dan, I restrain myself so as not to frighten the nurse by opening the door normally. And there I see you, your face towards the window, pensive. Even dressed like this, you excite me, and I get an erection. You turn around to apologize, and you see that it's me. I meet your gaze, and our struggle comes flooding back. I've never been so devastated by so much love—at least I hope that's what it is. I smile at you and the pressure subsides, I walk towards you with difficulty, holding my cast which I jiggled a little too much while I was looking for you, I walk slowly saying in a trembling voice, almost on the verge of tears "I'm Luke, Luke Sullivan" putting my good hand behind my back to prevent you from seeing what I have then I get to you and there I fall to one knee bringing my good arm towards you to present you with an engagement ring saying "Dan Freyr, will you marry me?" You see that my whole body is nothing but a block of granite ready to collapse while the fear of rejection paralyzes me.

Dan Freyr

The sight of this man stopped me in my tracks. I’d never seen him without a mask coverin his face, whether it was a real mask of a mask of blood, this was the very first time I ever saw his face and I was blown away at how incredibly handsome and sexy he was. This was not the brutal savage luchador I had fought only a few days ago. This was the real man behind the mask, behind the bravado, the man that he truly was.

Dan Freyr

I watched as ya walked over to me, one hand behind yer back and I couldn’t help but notice that ya were limpin just a little bit. As ya came over to me, I wasn’t sure if ya were there to greet or beat me. After the brutal fight we’d unleashed on each other, I couldn’t have blamed ya if ya suddenly charged me and startin beatin on me, but somethin in the way ya moved told me that that wasn’t the reason ya were here. Ya take my hands in yer hand and I notice the cast on yer arm, probably from where I bit yer arm so savagely. Then before I can say anythin, ya drop to one knee and bring me down to one knee with me as ya produce a small box and speak the words I never thought I’d ever hear said to me. “I’m Luke… Luke Sullivan.” As we drop to that one knee, ya opened the box, looked me in the eyes, and asked, “Dan Freyr, will you marry me?”

Dan Freyr

Right at that moment, time seemed to stand still. As far as were concerned, there was no fuckin body else in the whole world. For a few moments, I couldn’t speak, let alone think. The touch of yer hand…the smile on yer lips…even the way ya had of tiltin yer head when ya spoke was like I was lookin at an angel. My angel, Luke. The most beautiful name in the world and it suits ya so well, too. Finally, I found my voice and took both yer hands and said, “Yes. Yes, I will marry ya, Luke Sullivan. I don’t know what it is or what’s happenin, but I am sure of one thing. I love ya, Luke. With all my heart and soul, I love ya. And I will always love ya.” I was close to losin it and bawlin like a baby, so I shut up and let ya go on as I waited for the ring and yer kiss.

Belgium Vicious

When I get closer to you, I realize that the photos Daniel showed me didn't capture your incredible beauty. Even in this state, you are powerful and magnificent. I understand why I couldn't resist you. This feeling of love I have for you only intensifies. Then, when I wait for your proposal, I'm on the verge of collapsing with fear of rejection, but you accept, and I start crying tears of joy and say, 'Thank you, thank you, my love.' I slip the ring onto your finger, noticing you looking at my cast, and I say casually, 'You dislocated my elbow. You were strong, and the cast presses against your bite. I love it.' I take your head and pull us to our feet while I kiss you long and passionately, forgetting the world around us." Once you're standing, I finish kissing you and I say, "now I can fight my fiancé" and then I put my cast arm between your legs, my good arm over your shoulder and I lift you completely before smashing your back on a coffee table, smashing it under the weight of your body, my grip, and our love.

Dan Freyr

Both of us in tears as I accept yer proposal...ya slide the ring on my finger and of course it’s a perfect fit...just like the two of us...A PERFECT FIT...I stand back up with ya as we will long and hard...I hear ya mention yer elbow and I start to say..."oh I’m sorry my love...I didn’t..." when suddenly ya SCOOP me up in yer big arms and SLAM me down on that coffee table...it smashes apart under my weight as I HOWL out from that and go rollin across the floor...I roll onto all fours lookin up at ya...then...I GRIN...ya already know that grin...ya know it well...I get to my feet stretchin my back out...then CHARGE at ya and TACKLE ya back into the bookcase behind ya...the shelves breakin apart from the impact...books fallin to the floor...I bring my left fist up and SLAM it hard into yer abs...once...twice...then scoop an arm around and under yers and turn then lift and FLIP ya up and over and down to the floor.

Belgium Vicious

I saw you rolling on the ground, screaming in pain. Strangely, that position aroused me, and I knew I had just awakened a cruel beast, the one I saw in the ring. As you get up, I tell you, "Never apologize, my future husband. Every injury we inflict on each other is proof of our love." Then you lunge at me like a rocket, which makes me smile with pleasure as my back slams against the bookcase and I feel like two trains at full speed hit my abs, making me cough up a little blood. This shows you that once again you've won first blood. I smile, and you quickly see that my gaze has changed too, the same gaze you fell in love with. I feel myself being propelled into the air before crashing violently back to the floor. I writhe in pain, careful not to crush my cast, then I quickly get to my knees in front of you and lift my cast to smack you in the balls, knowing I'll scream in pain too from the impact on my wound as I stand up, your crotch pressed against my cast, your weight causing me excruciating pain.

Dan Freyr

I start toward ya as ya hit but I know ya recover as quick as I do...that cast of yers SLAMMIN up in my low hanger under my hospital gown...DRIVIN em up into my body...makin my big uncut dick throb and leak...the impact me cough up blood as well that sprays in yer handsome face...I drop to one knee in front of ya...I swing my cast covered right arm up and around into yer side as I get to my feet...pullin air...my balls achin but gettin intense pleasure from it...I start throwin left and rights at yer face drivin ya back then grab yer handsome head and HEADBUTT my forehead into yer nose and bring a knee up into yer big cum tanks between yer legs!

Belgium Vicious

I feel your precum dripping onto my cast and your blood hitting my face, I lick what I can because everything about you pleases me so much. I see you suffering and enjoying it, the blood staining your teeth. I can't help but admire you, my future husband, so handsome, so violent, so perfect. I take your blows to the face without moving, each pain a pleasure I endure for you. Then, when you smash my nose, the one the surgeons took so long to fix, my head snaps back and a spurt of blood splatters your blouse and face. Before I can react, your knee slams into my big, hairy balls, making me release a huge amount of precum, the pain is so intense, and I love it. I back away screaming in pain to the side and my back hits something, I recognize that thin contact on my back, an IV pole, I grab it with my good arm, screaming in pain as I grip another end with my casted arm then I stand next to you and I give you a violent blow with the metal IV pole to make your torso bend then I raise the IV pole and bring it down on your back to make you fall on your stomach.

Dan Freyr

I start to move back seein the damage I’ve caused and I grin...knowin that the two of us live for this kind of thing...we need it as surely as we need food and water...it’s part of who we are...what we live for and now we can do it together whenever we want...I check and see that yer nose is bleedin bad but not broken...just then ya grab that metal IV pole in both hands and swing it around...I try to dodge it but it SLAMS into my side as I HOWL out in erotic pain....I drop to one knee and start to look just as bring that metal pole down across my back....ARRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHH...the metal pole bent almost in two as I drop to my stomach on the floor in pain...needin to take a minute to recover from that...my back and side throbbin...but nothin broken...yet...I turn to crawl across the floor toward the sofa to put some space between us so I can regroup.

Belgium Vicious

I thought I'd hit your abs, but it's your groin that takes the brunt of it, hurting you more than I expected, and yet it gives me even more pleasure. I need to make you suffer and for you to make me suffer; it's our drug, our need, our lifeblood. Without it, we wouldn't truly live anymore; we'd only wander in a meaningless world. I see the twisted IV pole and, despite everything, I hope I haven't broken anything. Wanting our fight to continue, my whole body aching terribly, I see you crawling and I drop the IV pole to the floor before heading towards you. I grab your shoulders and clench my teeth to lift you and turn you over, placing you on the sofa, laying you down at full length. I say to you, "Shall we continue, my love?" But I don't give you time to finish your sentence before I straighten up and bring my elbow down right on your hairy abs with my casted arm, making me scream in pain again, knowing that this way we share a common pain at the same time.

Dan Freyr

heavin and gaspin as I crawl to the sofa...hopin ya dint notice that pole struck my groin...my back in pain...crawlin slowly...ya come over and me to the sofa gettin me laid down on it...breathin hard as ya check me...but the grin on my face says it all...I’m lovin this and I know you are too...I don’t even get to answer yer question as that casted elbow comes down hard in my hairy abs....OOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFF...makin my body jackknife UP off the sofa...I almost grab that arm by instinct to snap it but I stop myself...I don’t wanna break what's been fixed already...instead I grab the front of yer hospital blouse with my right casted arm and SLAM a mean hard left to yer mouth...then another one...I sit up after that second shot and bring my right up SLAMMIN my cast up into yer balls...screamin in pain as I wanna share the pain with my soon to be husband.

Belgium Vicious

I clutch the cast, agonizing with pleasure, and I feel you grab my blouse to smash my mouth open. The second blow splits my upper lip, and blood stains your blouse and fist even more. I don't even have time to thank you before you raise your right arm to shove the cast into my poor testicles. I hear you scream, and I scream too, but it's not enough; we can do better. I remain kneeling before you, keeping the cast under my balls, and I do the same, thrusting my casted left arm into your balls, screaming in pain, as much for my balls as for my arm, staring at you as we both howl our pain and our shared love, our eyes bloodshot with desire.

Dan Freyr

both on our feet...our casted arms wreckin each other's balls but we love it and we love each other...causin each other pain is like intense foreplay with us...fuck can we really both be this lucky to find somebody like both of us? My eyes starin hard at ya as I grab the back of yer head and plant a long deep hard tongue kiss on yer bloody mouth...tastin yer blood and spit as we grind our casts into each other’s balls...movin away from the couch back toward the center of the room...the room now our own personal fight space...our "ring" to do what we love and live for...I spy the mirror hangin on the wall as I break the kiss and suddenly pull my arm free then wrap my arms around yer body and LIFT...gruntin in pain and pickin up yer heavier body but I do it then run toward the wall and SMASH yer body into the large mirror...the glass shatterin into hundreds of broken shards behind ya!

Belgium Vicious

I return your kiss, savoring our shared blood and saliva, which makes me lose more precum that falls onto your plaster cast. I follow you to the center of this newly created arena, overjoyed to feel your sweet kisses and taste your blood, the pain on my split upper lip exciting me even more, our entire bodies now nothing but pain and pleasure. When you lift me, I hear you moan in pain, and I worry about you without worrying about myself, knowing I'm sure to be in pain, which is what I desire more than anything, and he always brings it to me when needed, as if our minds were bound together. I hear a noise behind me making me realize that someone has just smashed a mirror to pieces, I see the glass falling to the floor and some pieces hitting my back, I raise my head and scream even more in pain, still wearing a wide smile then I look at you and say "you should have told me that's what you wanted" I put my casted left arm between your legs and my right arm over your shoulder, I lift you up and turn around, smashing your back against the wall before throwing you onto your back, your back falling onto the pieces of glass.

Dan Freyr

gruntin as I SLAM yer heavier body into that mirror...it explodes into shards as I have to drop ya down...I howl in pain...fuck somethin just tore in my back from that...I shoulda known better than to try that...fuckkkkkkkkkkk...the pain shootin up and down me...just pain for the first time as I stumble back from ya...but then ya prove yer dominance over me as ya EASILY lift my little body up and SLAMMMMM my back into the wall...the wall crackin and dentin then ya drop me down on my back to the floor...the shards diggin into my blouse...cuttin thru it and into my back...I arch up in pain...some of it enjoyable but I know I damaged my back pickin ya up as I lay there hurtin bad.

Belgium Vicious

I watch you lying there in pain and I get a raging hard-on, I tear off my hospital gown like a madman, shards of glass clinging to my back, then I sit on your hairy abs, my legs on either side of your body and I start tearing your gown like a madman, wanting to expose your magnificent torso, then I lean my head down and kiss you deeply, caressing your head to show you how much I love these moments, I raise my head a little and say to you "are you okay my love? Are you in too much pain?" you hear that there is no mockery in my voice, just infinite love and concern because I know our condition and I have ordered the hospital staff not to come under any circumstances, no matter what noises they hear.

Dan Freyr

In real pain on the floor...my back hurtin...shards of glass stuck in it...I see ya hard as fuck under yer hospital clothes...then ya sit down on my abs...I grunt as yer weight presses me into the floor...ya tear off yer gown then tear mine off...both of us naked now as ya lean down and kiss me...feelin yer hot wet tongue in my mouth as I give ya mine as well...feelin the intense love we share...but...feelin ashamed I think cause I aint fought back like I know ya want me too...I look up at ya with tears in my eyes..."I'll be ok babe...I just don’t want to appear weak for you...I always wanna be strong and tough...like you are...I really want the fight to go on and I think you do too" I say...yer weight on top of me keepin me from movin..."at least I hope ya want the fight to go on my perfect man" I say...I know what I’m gonna do is gonna hurt but I hafta prove to you and to myself that I’m at least half as tough as you are...I swing my right casted arm up SLAMMIN it into the side of yer head...then I bring my left fist up and DIG it into yer ribs as hard as I can.

Belgium Vicious

I look at you and you see my whole head shake at once, my eyes widen, and I reply, "Weak? But my love, remember our fight, remember who drew first blood, remember who won. You're not weak, my heart. You hurt me terribly. Only my love for you and the fear that you'll find me weak keep me going. I'm the one who's always afraid of not doing enough." I kiss you between each word, wanting to show you how strong you are. Then you smash my head with your cast, throwing me sideways and making me see stars before the stars appear even more when your fist slams into my ribs, making me feel a horrible pain filled with love as I hear my ribs begin to buckle under your force. I can only scream in pain, gazing at you with reverence and love, struggling to make out the shapes behind you, only your face remaining clear in this sea of ​​blur.

Dan Freyr

I howl out from the impact of my cast hittin yer face...any harder and I probably would have broken my arm but it knocked ya off me right into that rib shot...hearin yer cries of pain makin me feel strong again...I roll into you and shove ya down on yer back then straddle yer chest...my furry ass sittin on yer huge boner...my own cock hard and drippin already...thank goodness they dint remove my PA...it’s as much a part of me as this perfect man is and I never wanna be separated again...I start throwin lefts and rights down into yer face and chest...feelin my fight confidence returnin with each shot...I stop and raise up grabbin yer head and pull ya to yer feet then kiss yer mouth hard and deep again...then shove ya back...my fists up and ready...a smirk on my face that ya know so damn well..."bring it on...mask boy...let’s see what you got...stud" I growl in that low sexy voice that I know fires ya up.

Belgium Vicious

My beast is unleashed. How I love it like this. I want these blows, I want to suffer, because everything he inflicts on me is nothing but love and violence. I feel you sit on top of me, and I know you well. I'm not afraid, and I position my face prominently. I feel your fists like sledgehammers crashing down on my face and chest, my glans caressing your back and smearing it with precum with each blow, while I feel your precum flow over me and spurt onto my face when you punch me. I feel like I'm in paradise and even when you forcibly lift me up I still feel the impact of your love on my wounds, I'm in pain, I'm suffering so much and I wish it would never end, I've found the perfect man and I never want to be separated from him again. I return your kiss, barely able to stand from all the blows I've taken, but you step back and get into position, ready to fight again. Your provocative smile has an effect on me; I can see you know exactly what to do to make me want to destroy you and love you. And when you snarl your words, they reach my ears, travel up my brain, and send a powerful energy through me, restoring my strength, as if your words were a powerful spell. It's exactly what I wanted to hear, word for word, with that voice and that face. I feel like you're inside me, that you know what I'm doing, that you anticipate everything. I've found the perfect, ideal being. I'm so happy that I say in a deep voice, similar to the one I had at the beginning of our fight, "With pleasure." And then I run towards you despite the pain and unleash a flurry of powerful punches to your abs, forcing you back towards the kitchen. and bump your lower back on the edge of the stove.

Dan Freyr

Like some magic spell has been cast over us...our fight energy and drive returnin...our need to hurt and punish one another flowin thru both of us...this perfect man...this incredibly HOT handsome man...both of us knowin what we want and what we need from each other and for each other. We lunge in like wild animals throwin hard punches with our fists...both of us batterin each other's faces...bodies...arms...legs...cocks...balls...legs...both brawlin hard and rough now as we move into the kitchen...my back against the edge of the stove...I duck under yer latest punches and grab the wood cuttin board from the counter...its cracked and old...I bring it up and SLAM it down over yer head...the wood splinterin into pieces...grabbin yer head I twist us around and SLAM yer face into the overhead cabinet door knockin it off its hinges...then I turn ya to face me and KISS ya hard and rough again...tastin our blood...our spit...our love for each other and what we're doin...so fuckin glad nobody else is around...I break the kiss and spit in yer face hard as I reach up with my hands and wrap them around yer throat but not tightly cause I want this man...this incredible HOT perfect man to brutalize me more.

Belgium Vicious

Our bodies begin to churn with all our blows, this violent and bloody exchange is our way of dancing, my whole body filled with blows while I massacre yours in turn. The board hits my head and I hear it break, unless it's the top of my skull and I don't care, it feels so good, all this I'm enduring, I don't even have time to react before my face explodes against the closet door which crashes down, I can't help but smile when I see the closet splattered with my blood, feeling that my left eyebrow has exploded, then you turn me over and kiss me, making us taste our own blood and saliva, I start to cry softly from this state of bliss until you pull away and choke me. I want you to be proud of me, I look at you and place my hands on the edge of the kitchen counter, letting you choke me while I stiffen my neck to show you my resistance, looking you in the eyes with that defiant look you know so well by now, I stay like that for ten seconds before feeling that I can't take any more, my whole face is bright red because I'm having such a hard time resisting and then I take a glass and smash it on the side of your head to make you let go, then I throw what's left of the glass away and I take your head, I open a cupboard and place your head between the furniture and the cupboard before slamming it violently three times on your head, forcing the cupboard door off its hinges, I keep the handle in my hand and I grab the door with both hands to smash it over your back, breaking the cupboard door in two.

Dan Freyr

Both of us like kids at Christmas as we slug and punch and batter and savage each other. Feelin the intense love...the intense fight rage...but not rage at each other...but WITH each other...we both knowin this is part of who we are...who we'll always be. My hands on yer throat squeezin em as I see that defiant look on yer face. I smirk at that and growl..."do it fucker...show me how much ya fuckin love me bitch" Suddenly that glass SHATTERS against my bloody face, slicin one eyebrow open and gashin the cheek below it. Then ya open another cabinet and shove my head into it and SLAM the door on my skull. I HOWL in erotic pleasure as my head throbs with intense joyful agony...the door comes off its hinges as I double over on the cabinet. That door SLAMS down on it back...snappin in two as I slide off the cabinet...my face leavin a bloody streak as I drop to one knee...pantin...gaspin...blood drippin down off me on the floor...but not near ready to quit. I turn and open a drawer and take out the steel meat tenderizer hammer and twist around then grab yer huge hard cock and start HAMMERIN that tenderizer down on it over and over again!

Belgium Vicious

Those insults might have angered me if someone else had uttered them, but coming from you, they are words of love; everything we do to each other is love. I see you fall to your knees, your face covered in blood, and I find you so beautiful. I see you rummage in the drawer, and I do nothing; I'm too curious. But when you take out a steel hammer to tenderize the meat, I instinctively tense my abs. But my future husband is far more cunning and vicious than that. You grab my penis and strike it repeatedly. I scream like a machine gun. I know I'm going to bleed after so many devastating blows. I tell you in a voice thick with love, hate, and pain: "You hurt me, bitch, I love it." But I don't want to appear weak. I want you, my love, my beloved. I want you to be proud of me. I grab the drawer you opened to pull it out of the cupboard and yank it up before slamming it down on your head, splitting it in two and spilling its contents onto the floor. Then I step back. Swaying, my cock harder than ever, each throbbing a reminder of how badly you ravaged my groin, even though I'm still rock hard, I look at my penis and see the marks of the blows. I look at you and say, "You like to cook too?" I lean back against an armchair and grab the cushion to throw at you, as if I want a pillow fight, but I run towards you, taking advantage of your obstructed vision, to knee you in the head and knock you unconscious. Before you fall, I grab the back of your neck and throw you onto your back. I take the chain that connects the sink drain to the sink and detach it with a sharp tug, then I remove the metal piece surrounding the faucet. I place one foot on your stomach and the other on your right thigh, I slide the chain through your Prince Albert through the top ball, bringing it out through the other ball, then I grab both ends of the chain and start pulling your Prince Albert while my feet force you to stay on the floor.

Dan Freyr

I gotta admit that hearin yer HOWLS of pain as I hammer yer big cock with that tenderizer are just make me SO much more horny and from the way yer dick is reactin its doin the same to you too! This is the pain we love...the pain we live for and it means even more when it comes from the two of us...I keep hammerin that dick over and over...even addin a couple taps with it to yer big nuts just for fun...suddenly ya grab that drawer pullin it out and SMASHHHHHHH it down over my skull as my skull feels like its explodin...the drawer shatters and the contents fall to the floor around us...the impact of it openin a gash in the top of my skull as blood streams down my face from it. Ya grab a chair cushion and throw it at me. I swat at it with my casted right arm moanin in pain as it throbs...before I can react ya rip that drain plug from the sink off...then thread the chain thru my PA...one foot on my bruised hairy stomach as ya pull and yank at that chain...pullin my PA up...my hard dick standin up like it’s a marionette and yer pullin the strings...I try and move but yer foot is holdin me down with yer weight behind it. I start firin off hard punches to yer legs but that’s gettin me nowhere. Just then my hand lands on a wood spatula and I grab it and start SLAPPIN it up into yer nuts over and over and over...my free hand GRABBIN yer hammered cock in my grip and I start twistin and pullin on it hard and mean!

Belgium Vicious

I feel powerful seeing you suffer, but you quickly grab a spatula and mercilessly mutilate my balls, gripping my already aching cock. I start screaming even louder, my vocal cords aching. I know this is going to be a test of strength. I move my foot from your thigh and place my heel on your big, hairy balls, slamming them against the floor while pulling harder on your Prince Albert piercing caught in the chain, yelling, "LET GO OF ME, SLUT, LET GO OF ME OR I'LL RIP YOUR PIERCING OUT!" I'm going crazy with the pain, but I hope you'll stop. Your cock is so beautiful, and that piercing suits you so well. I swear to myself then that if I rip it out, I'll buy you another one.

Dan Freyr

That spatula not gettin quite the result I was hopin for...the intense erotic pain of havin my PA yanked and pulled with chain makin my big dick throb and leak more precum as ya yell at me to let ya go but we both know I aint about to do that. That would a sign of weakness and neither of us would do somethin like that...yer heel now on my big balls as I GRUNT out in painful pleasure...that foot pressin them into the cold floor...I stop with the spatula as I find somethin else...but then with yer legs open like that I caint resist as I take the handle of the wood spoon and RAM it in yer tight hole...drivin the wood in deep in yer ass...then I grab the wooden stirrin fork in my hand and start JABBIN at yer cock and balls with it...the dull wood tines of the fork hittin yer shaft and head and yer big ball sack as ya keep pullin at my PA harder.

Belgium Vicious

You finally stop your spatula strokes and I'm glad because I wouldn't have been able to resist for long, but without waiting you take a wooden spoon and shove it into my hairy hole while you start to poke my cock and balls. I start crying from pain and joy, seeing that our love and our violence has reached its peak. I'm so happy that I look at you and say, "Is this what you want, my love? Okay." And then I get on my knees to shove the handle of the spoon into my hole, making myself scream in pain, knowing that I must surely be bleeding now. My cock is still hard and straight towards you while you pound it like a sausage on the stove without stopping, I take the chain that surrounds your PA with one hand and with the other I start punching you in the head, screaming in pain and pleasure, my cock making me suffer terribly but I don't want to give up now, I would be ashamed if I didn't offer my future husband the violence he wants and deserves.

Dan Freyr

that wooden spoon stickin out yer ass almost makes me giggle as it goes up and down as ya move...like a bird's tail or somethin...but that fork I’m usin is doin just what I hoped it would...I keep jabbin the wood tines of it in yer cock and balls as ya keep tuggin that chain wrapped thru my PA...just before ya start sluggin my bloody head and face I suddenly GRAB yer cock in one hand and SHOVE one of the wood tines on that fork IN yer pissslit…shovin it in as deep as I can get it...them punches to my face not stoppin me...in fact the punches are makin me MORE horny...the level of pain we're subjectin each other too is intense but so is out love of the pain and the agony and of each other as we continue to brutalize one another with no fuckin sign of stoppin any time soon!

Belgium Vicious

I'm in agony, my hole hurts excruciatingly, but I'm so turned on I'm starting to get wet. I hope my thrusts will make you give in, but instead you become even more violent, feeling your hard penis stretched to its limit by the chain. I can't even scream anymore, the pain is unbearable, and when you force the spoon into my sphincter, I can't take it anymore. I don't want to do this, but you're leaving me no choice. I warned you more than once. I suddenly raise my right hand to rip the piercing out with the chain, causing a gush of blood, all the while cursing myself for having come to this, hoping the pain will make you stop torturing me with such love and precision.

Dan Freyr

I’m havin WAY more fun doin this to ya than I should but I KNOW yer lovin every painful moment of it but I also know that yer not about to just let me do this without some payback and ya prove me right as I keep jabbin the fork in yer pissslit and the spoon in yer ass as suddenly ya raise yer right hand up and YANK hard...that chain RIPPIN the silver PA outta my dick head bringin a SCREAM of pain outta me as I drop the fork and grab at my dick...blood pourin outta the torn hole left there....I HOWL in agony as I see the chain with my PA hangin from it...blood gushin from the head of my dick and poolin on the floor as I fall over in a fetal position holdin my bleedin dick in my hands howlin and yellin in agony as ya stand dominantly over me with that chain in yer hand!

Belgium Vicious

I feel the fork penetrate my urethra. I've never known you to be so powerful. Even on the ground, you're merciless, so I must be. But when I rip out your piercing, your cry chills me to the bone, as if I'm waking up. I drop the chain, horrified by what I've done. I quickly grab a towel from the counter and place it between your legs to stop the bleeding. I try everything I can to help you and say, "Just say it, my love. You only have to say one word and we'll stop here. I'll call the nurses and we'll fix you up." With one hand on the towel, pressing it against your groin, my other hand caressing your face, I say, "Please, my angel, just say you submit and it'll all end here."

Dan Freyr

The fork falls to the floor at my side as I lay there howlin in agony...blood pourin from my open wound...that chain with my PA hangin clenched in yer fist...the chain falls to the floor with my jewelry as ya drop down, clearly upset at what happened. Ya grab a towel from the counter and press it against my hand as I grab it and press it against my dick...blood stainin the towel as I force myself to breathe normally...rememberin the pain I went thru when I got the PA only this time I dint have anythin put on to deaden the pain. I look up in yer eyes...those beautiful sexy eyes as I breathe in and out..."no...I'll...be...fine...babe...look...in the...first aid...box...on the wall...there must...be...some...lidocaine...or...somethin...that'll...stop the...bleedin...and the...pain...please...it’s a...small tube...looks like...ointment..." I manage to gasp out as I hold the towel tighter knowin if ya can find that that the fight can continue. I gasp out..."hurry my love...please...I...don’t wanna...stop...yet..."

Belgium Vicious

I feel terrible for having gone this far, I'm hurting for you, I want to stop everything, give it all up, but your words, punctuated by suffering, give me the necessary strength. With a sudden burst of energy, I get up and go to the medicine cabinet. I look calmly and methodically without lingering, knowing that nervousness will do no good if it overwhelms me. I take the lidocaine ointment and come back to you at lightning speed, giving you the impression of being an expert doctor, so precise and methodical was I, when all I want is to protect my love. I rush to you and apply the ointment to the wound, being careful not to make you bleed any more. Tears of shame well up in my eyes as I treat you, saying, "I'm sorry, my love, I'm sorry, it hurt so much I couldn't hold back. I'm so sorry. When you're better, I'll give you all the piercings you want." I look at your penis to see if I managed to apply the ointment effectively, on the verge of collapsing with immense sadness at having ripped off that magnificent PA that suited you so well.

Dan Freyr

Sittin there holdin that blood soaked towel...I see ya run to the first aid cabinet and grab what I asked for. I check my cock and the bleedin has stopped for the most part...I lay my dick on the towel as ya apply numbin ointment to the torn hole...it takes a couple minutes but I look up at ya with a grin..."ohhhhhhh....much better babe...thank you...gimme a few minutes and I wanna keep goin...hell there's places on this floor we aint even started to destroy..." I chuckle at that as I grab yer shoulder to stand up and kiss yer bloody mouth gently and tenderly as we stand. I go over to the small refrigerator and pull out two bottles of water and hand one to you..."figured we both might need some water lover" I grin as I drink the water down.

Belgium Vicious

I see the bleeding stop and your smile slowly returns. The pressure eases, and I feel relieved. I look at you with boundless love and reply, "Okay, my angel, take all the time you need. We're going to have fun destroying every place we can together." We help each other up, your laughter the final touch of relief. I've truly found the perfect man. I never want to let him go again; I wouldn't survive it. I take the bottle with a big smile, wiping away my tears. "Good idea, my love." I take a sip, then I take your hand and lead us to the sofa where I gave you that elbow drop that almost broke my arm. I gently sit us down, put my arm around your shoulders, and rest my head on yours, whispering, "I love you, my darling, you're truly the perfect man." Then I pour a little water from my bottle onto your shoulder and tenderly lick it, feeling your pubic hair on my tongue. "You're so good, my sweet love."

Dan Freyr

we move to the sofa and sit as ya hold me against ya...yer head on my shoulder..."I love you my rough tough luchador warrior man...yer perfect as well" I chuckle as ya pour a little water from yer bottle in my crotch...it drips down on my dick...which...starts gettin hard again specially as ya lick it with that amazin tongue...I bring yer head up and bend down takin the head of yer huge cock in my furry mouth...suckin and lickin at the pissslit...then I take some water from my bottle in my mouth...hold it in...then suck yer cockhead back in...the water bathin that hot sexy cockhead of yers.

Belgium Vicious

I let myself go, wanting to please my man, my future husband. He said yes, he said yes to me, I'm so happy. My cock is incredibly hard despite the blows I've received, and your tongue is so good, so expert. I tilt my head back, moaning with infinite pleasure as you take such good care of me, you, my handsome fighter, my powerful destroyer of my body that craves more. Then I feel you sucking me with water in your mouth. No one has ever done that before. This sensation is intense, new, and so pleasant. I raise my head and lean down to caress your back and kiss it while you continue to suck me, and I say tenderly, "You are a powerful warrior too, my love. You beat me. For our first fight, you destroyed me, massacred me, and most importantly, you stole my heart."

Dan Freyr

I swallow the water down as well as some of yer precum and raise up off yer dick and take yer chin in my hand and look deep in yer eyes...those magnificent beautiful eyes...."thank you lover. Yeah I beat ya in our first fight and that thrilled me more than ya know. But I won somethin way more important than just a fight...I won the best gift ever...the most wonderful handsome perfect man I’ve ever known....YOU" I say as I kiss yer bloody mouth again deeply as we sit there holdin each other...takin the time we haven’t had yet to just enjoy bein together and fallin even more in love if that’s possible.

Belgium Vicious

At your words, I can only smile. You tell me that winning gave you immense pleasure, and all I feel is love. I don't care at all about losing this fight since I gained so much more. I gained a man so perfect, so intense, so fierce and yet so gentle, a blend of raging beast and loving soul. Our tongues intertwine and struggle to assert our dominance over one another, knowing that even if our bodies can't take it anymore, fighting is our very nature. I feel so filled with love that I feel as if time stands still, as if the Gods themselves wanted to preserve the image of these two beings who love each other with an infinite love. I caress your entire body for a long time so that you don't get cold, then I say softly, "Be careful, my angel, we're naked, we wouldn't want to catch a cold," with a mischievous little smile, while I slowly slide my torso between your legs, leaving you sitting on the sofa. I grab your magnificent, hairy, and so muscular thighs and lift your legs to reveal your so appetizing hairy hole. I spread your thighs wide to be careful not to hurt your already sore cock, and I begin gently and tenderly to lick your hole with all my love, moaning with the happiness that this moment brings me.

Dan Freyr

I watch as ya move on the sofa still touchin me as I grin at yer "catchin cold" comment...no way that’s gonna happen with such a hot man like you beside me...I bring my legs up to my chest as ya lift my thighs...sendin a charge thru me that makes my damaged cock get even harder...I don’t even feel the pain from that hold anymore...precum leakin from my uncut head...seepin underneath my foreskin...I gasp in pleasure as that tongue of yers starts to lick my hairy hole...this man of mine gettin a first which makes me so happy...the first time he works my ass with that tongue and I just know that mouth is just as talented as that tongue as my hole flexes against yer HOT tongue...my head rolled back moanin in total and complete love and pleasure...."oh...fuckkkk yessssssssssssss...babe...oh gods that feels go good..." I gasp out.

Belgium Vicious

Finally, I can taste my man's hole. I breathe heavily, so excited and happy, and my breath caresses the sides of your hole even more, while my tongue continues to circle it, applying slight pressure to the middle, showing you that I'm used to eating ass and that I could take care of yours for hours. I hear you moan and tell me how good it feels. Your animalistic breathing drives me even wilder with desire, not thinking it was possible, the peak of my pleasure having reached even higher. I take care of the entrance to your hole for five minutes, being careful not to hurt your legs, wanting to show you that I'm bathed in your love and that it makes me the happiest man on earth. Then I gently push my tongue into your hole, licking the inside thoroughly, caressing the inner wall with my tongue, using the slightly rough side to give you even more sensation.

Dan Freyr

I feel yer HOT HOT breath at my hole and that just makes my cock get harder and leak more...I raise it up and let the precum slide down my shaft and over my balls down onto yer bloody face as ya work my hole so damn well...I gasp out loud as that tongue goes in my hole for the first time...relaxin my ass so ya have easier access to it...wantin that tongue deep inside me...my legs restin on yer bloody back gently...my cock leakin precum like crazy down onto yer head and face.

Belgium Vicious

I feel your divine fluid running down my face and I check that there's no blood. I don't want to reopen your wound, but it's okay, everything's beautiful. I continue licking your hole, which is dilating with your precum and our blood, feeling my tongue going deeper and deeper, while I feel more juice flowing over me, which makes me moan feverishly, feeling so honored. To honor you in turn, I place your feet firmly on my shoulders and spread your buttocks as wide as possible. Then, to please you, I dig my nails and fingers deep into your flesh to make you ache while my tongue pleasures you, wanting you to feel both extremes, those two extremes we love so much.

Dan Freyr

my feet on yer shoulders as ya eat my ass out like the fuckin pro ya are...my eyes starin up at the ceilin but I’m well aware of what happenin...so lost in this world of lust and pain and love...my cock still leakin...that tongue fuckin my hole just the way I love it...ye nails diggin into my thighs givin me that wonderful mix of pain and pleasure...I have to give some back as I raise my head up and grab yer head in both hands and rake my nails across yer scalp to give my perfect man pain as well as pleasure...the sweat and blood drippin off us but we don’t care.

Belgium Vicious

I hear you moan with pleasure and pain, knowing I've achieved my goal, pleasing my man. I continue to lick your hole for a long time, my steely tongue going in deep, leaving it as far in as possible while I just move the tip of my tongue to really excite you deep inside. Then I feel your nails digging into my scalp, drawing blood. I moan in pain, a pain I adore, a pain I unknowingly desired. My man reads my mind; he knows what I want without me even realizing it. I sweat profusely from this moment of pure pleasure, feeling blessed. Blood runs down my face, and I love it. I wouldn't want anything else in that moment but our sweat, our blood, and our love. I move my head to lick the inside of your hole with the rough side of my tongue, and especially to accentuate the dig of your nails into my flesh, which makes me bleed even more. I almost laugh, I'm so happy.

Dan Freyr

Locked in this brutal savage lovin erotic hot play that we're doin I’m once again glad we have the whole floor to ourselves...anyone comin in now would ruin this and that just aint allowed...that rough tongue of yers makin such perfect love to my ass and hole...my feet slide off yer shoulders and wrap around yer head as I pull yer face into my ass deeper...if it were possible I can only imagine what I would feel like to have yer whole head inside my ass...that would so intensely hot but I'll settle for yer face and that amazin tongue which is MORE than enough for me...my nails stuck in yer flesh the blood streams out from yer scalp down yer face...I let go of one hand and wipe some of yer blood up and smear it up and down my hard cock...fuck...that feels so damn good it has to heal my dick faster as well.

Belgium Vicious

I feel so good licking your hole, my blood running down my face, but when you wrap your thighs around my head, pushing my face in, I wish I had lube, or that my blood could make enough lube to see my man from the inside, to push my head into his hole. It's a divine dream, and I wonder if it's possible. This thought will obsess me, but for now, your scent fills my entire being, and I press lightly on your thighs to show you I want you to press my head down even more, feeling you wipe my head, wondering if you'll lick it or put it on your body. Once I've pressed firmly on your thighs, I caress them, and my left hand reaches your balls, which I take in my hand and pull slightly towards me to have everything, to caress them properly, while my other hand caresses your left side, smelling your scent while my tongue doesn't leave your hole, not wanting to miss a thing. of our shared enjoyment.

Dan Freyr

My dick now smeared with yer hot blood as ya continue to make love to my hairy ass and hole with yer whole face…yer tongue in my hole…my gods…how LONG is his tongue? It feels SO amazin that if I could have one wish right now, it’d to NEVER EVER let him remove it from me. I wipe more blood from yer head and bring my hand up to my mouth, lickin the hot sticky red juice from my hand and fingers, savorin its texture, its taste, the heat from it. This is premium private stock like a wine that ya only find a few bottles of because it’s so rare and so delicious that ya only serve to the very best people and only on rare occasions. My legs literally tremblin as they stay wrapped around yer head holdin yer fade in my ass. Finally, I have to lower my legs and bring them down on either side of ya but I feel yer hands holdin the back of my thighs and I let my legs rest in yer strong grip as I bring my hands down to my hard nips and now hard dick rubbin them gently but firmly as I’m so lost in this nirvana I’ve found myself in.

Belgium Vicious

I feel so good as I eat your ass, your powerful, hairy thighs on either side of my face. I'm in my little love cocoon and I don't want to leave it for anything in the world. I'm so crazy about you that my steely tongue keeps licking your insides, but your scent is driving me wild. My whole body starts trembling, my cock screaming desperately for your hole. I slowly get up and turn you over so you're lying on the couch, your legs held by my shoulders. I'm on my knees massaging your thighs while my glans gently caresses your hole, staring at you to admire the sublime beauty emanating from your face, losing myself in your eyes filled with love. I whisper, "I want you; you have no idea how much I want you." I run my hand over my face and sniff. "Your scent is so good, so intoxicating, it's a delicious, magical perfume that drives me crazy for you." I wrap my arms around your legs and slowly slide my 23 cm by 7 cm deep inside you without ever taking my eyes off you.

Dan Freyr

We’ve both experienced so many firsts to far in our days old relationship that I can only dream about lookin for and enjoyin the ones to come…that tongue of yers inside me just drivin me crazy as my cock starts leakin precum out from just yer face, mouth, and tongue. Ya raise up out of my ass, our eyes meet, and I know what ya want. I know what I want and I know without askin that it’s the same thing. As ya run yer hand over yer face and sniff with me layin on the sofa under ya and my legs up in yer arms I growl low, “Do it my love. I want that immense cock in me. I want ya to be inside me…to fuck me…to fill me up with that hard fuck stick of yers…to OWN my ass…it is yers after all my handsome man…I want ya to claim my ass as yers…now and forever.” I suck in air as fast as I can as suddenly that huge monster cock opens my hole and goes in slowly…takin its time and I intend to enjoy every single moment of its entry into me and I can see in yer eyes that yer right there with me. My incredible handsome husband to be claimin my ass for the first time with many more times to come yet. I reach up with my hands and grab yer big pecs and nips and work em as we both moan in lustful erotic pleasure.

Belgium Vicious

I hear your words that go straight to my heart, this moment is pure perfection, like my husband. Once inside you I start to caress your chest and I move my hands towards your hairy abs which I caress before grabbing your nipples and working them, leaving my cock deep inside your magnificent hole, I send blood to make my cock swell and I feel a warm liquid spreading, I have a little drool dripping from my mouth as I feel this and I tell you in a barely audible moan because I feel so good "you're so wet down there my love, it drives me crazy." I lean down, never taking my eyes off you, thinking that if I look away for even a second I'll wake up in my bed, alone, barely daring to blink for fear of waking up. Then I kiss you gently while working your nipples, and then I slowly start to move inside you, my precum and your wetness lubricating your hole so well. I raise my head a little and say to you with a look full of love, "You won the first blood, but I won the first cock in an ass... and yet how I've wanted your cock. When you're healed, my love, you can fuck me however you want, I dream about it." Then I kiss you again, continuing my back-and-forth movements in your divine hole for more than 20 minutes, not stopping because you excite me so much, because I love you so much, because I want your hole so badly.

Dan Freyr

I watch as ya fill my ass with yer huge cock…the biggest I’ve ever taken in fact. And I’m so happy that yer the one to do this and do this first. Both workin our pecs and nipples I see that drool drippin from yer mouth and open my furry mouth and take it in, savorin the taste of it. Our mouths meet as ya drive into me deeper and harder…that cock feelin like its growin bigger inside me as ya start thrustin and drillin into my ass…no…YOUR ass…yer layin claim to it like no man ever has. Our kiss hard and deep like our love as our tongues battle each other, coatin each other in thick spit as we swap it back and forth…hurlin mouthfuls of spit back and forth down our throats…our nips and pecs bein worked hard. I break the kiss for a second. “Oh my gods babe…this is perfect and incredible…just like you my love. Perfect and incredible.” I kiss ya again usin my teeth to bite down on yer lower lip makin it bleed into my mouth. I wanna taste every part of ya no matter what it is. Our tongue drillin in our mouth and throats…I bite down on yer tongue as it thrusts deep in my throat, hearin yer moans of intense pleasure that match my own feral moans as our bodies rock and mate together…that huge cock of yers bein SUCKED deep into my ass by my ass muscles…wantin it as deep inside me as I can get it. My own cock shootin streams thick precum between us. I never want this to end…I want ya to fuck me forever…until the end of time.

Belgium Vicious

During these long thrusts inside you, I can't help but moan incessantly, my moans intensifying when you bite my lower lip. It excites me, and I want to give you that pleasure too. I bite your upper lip until you bleed, so we can mingle our blood again, as if this warm, magnificent nectar from the other acts like a drug for us. This drug, born of deep love, is so strong that when you bite my tongue, I move it slightly to widen the opening and make myself bleed a little. I continue to grind against you, then my breath becomes hoarse, more animalistic. I put my arms under your legs and behind your shoulders and I lift you off the ground without ever taking my cock out of that wonderful hairy hole then I run suddenly towards the bookcase that you have already wrecked with my body and I smash your back against it before fucking you like a savage while kissing you again, keeping your legs on my arms and my hands on your shoulders, while accelerating the movement, becoming a wild beast, unleashed, wanting a hole to stuff.

Dan Freyr

Locked together in this incredible and amazin fuck with this incredible perfect man, swappin spit and blood back and forth, I don’t even remember ya pickin me up still fuckin me as ya turn and SLAMMMMMMMMMMM back into the wall…that wrecked bookcase explodin into hundreds of pieces and a muffled CRY of pain comin up from my throat…the impact just DRIVIN that immense cock deeper into me…I feel somethin in my ass tear and I don’t know if its my ass walls or my prostate but I don’t really give a fuck as ya hold me there fuckin me like a wild animal…our mouths locked tight…blood and spit drippin from em out the sides…the sweat drippin off both of us…our naked bodies locked in this feral wild animalistic bondin of ours…all I can do is hold onto ya as tight as I can as yer fuckin me against the wall causes the wall to dent in and break and snap until yer literally fuckin me INSIDE the wall between the wood posts there…wires and cables in there that are electrical on both sides of us…and the danger of one of them breakin only adds to the excitement we both feel. I manage to gasp onto yer mouth, “FUCKKK…FUCKKK…TAKE…ME…FUCKIN…RAPE…ME…LOVERRRR…SPLIT…ME…WIDE…OPENNN…THAT…ASS…IS…YERSSSS…I WANT…IT…I…NEED…IT…YOU…DO…TOOOOOO” Our moans and howls of intense pain and pleasure fillin the room all around us.

Belgium Vicious

I taste your blood, your sweat, your saliva, our two beastly bodies in full embrace while I rape you makes a magnificent spectacle in the reflection of the window, I fuck you deeper and more violently, the post cracking before you are trapped inside while I fuck you again and again, not even paying attention to the debris of the wall falling to the ground. I see the electrical wires and an idea crosses my mind: if we were electrocuted together, what would it do to us? I'm curious, but I couldn't perform such a complex action; my brain has become that of a predator feasting on the ass of its sweet, loving prey. I hear you moaning that you want me to rape you, to give me that perfect ass. I want to answer you, but I can no longer speak; I only growl like a rabid dog, growls impossible for a normal human to understand, but for you, my husband, they are simply words filled with ecstasy and love. I growl at you, "I WANT YOU... FUCK... I WANT YOU MY... MY HUSBAND... I LOVE YOU... FUCK I LOVE YOU... I LOVE YOUR ASS, YOUR... YOUR SMELL, YOUR BODY... YOUR SOUL." I stay there, fucking you, thrusting... I moved even closer to the wall, my face getting dangerously close to the electric wires.

Dan Freyr

I’m literally bein fucked between the wood posts inside the wall by yer immense cock…drillin…thrustin…diggin…stabbin…I feel another tear and this time I know it’s my prostate bring torn to pieces…yer thick long monster dick literally inside my guts now fuckin me as we show no signs of stoppin. I hold onto ya as best I can when I see one the wires comes loose and dangle in front of me. I wonder what would happen if…but no…that could too dangerous…that could be…oh what the fuck…you and I live for danger, violence, brutality, and love…and yer here with me…no reason not to. I break the kiss for a moment and GRAB onto the wire between my teeth and then clamp my mouth down on yers as I BITE down on that wire hard…cuttin thru the insulated plastic into the live wires…suddenly there’s a LOUD explosion and sparks fly all around us…from our mouths to our bodies and into the room as both of us get electrically attacked by that and cain’t break loose as the sparks land on us, burnin us and our mouths…I feel yer cock SLAMMIN deeper into me now as our eyes go wide and our bodies shake and quiver in total animal lust and savagery!

Belgium Vicious

I fuck you again and again, unable to stop. I can feel my enormous cock tearing at the inside of your hole, but I can't resist, I don't want to resist. I want you, and you want me. I hurt you, and you like it. I know that when you fuck me, you'll tear my entire anus apart, having never been fucked by such a beautiful cock. I look at you, but I see you gaze drawn to a cable, and a whole host of conflicting feelings swirl in your head. I smile because I see you immediately understand what I want to do, and when you take the wire and bring it to our mouths, my eyes widen with the pleasure of the new. I wrap my arms around your waist, and before you put the wire in place, I say, "Thank you, my love. With you, I discover something new every day. Thank you." In a clear voice, as if the sight of that cable—so dangerous, so exciting, so deadly—had awakened me, I see that our savagery is shared, and I like it. You're afraid of nothing, you're like me but better, more beautiful, and more perfect. I tell you "wait" and gently place a tooth on the electrical cable too, so that we truly share everything. Then I kiss you while we bite the cable. I feel the cable split open and the wires electrocute us. I don't know how long we'll remain conscious, or even if we'll survive, but I want everything with you. Our faces are electrocuted without the slightest pity for either of us, and this new, shared pain makes me moan while my teeth are clenched on the wire. You feel me release all my cum into your bleeding hole while our bodies convulse. Then the light on our floor went out and we both fell sideways, totally unconscious but still alive, kissing, our lips stuck to the end of the electrical cable.

Dan Freyr

Both of our bodies bein electrocuted together…our vocal chord frozen…our bodies twitchin and shakin uncontrollably…the sparks flyin everywhere…we’re gonna have some serious marks  on us…IF we survive that is. The lights go out in the room, but the emergency backup lights immediately snap on lightin the room dimmer than it was before it enough so we can see. Just then, yer cock ERUPTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS deep in my bloody hole…thick ropes of cum blastin in the fuck canal…then shootin deeper into me…shootin into my guts as well…with no prostate to stop it the cum splatters and sprays into my guts as we stay locked together. I don’t even remember us fallin to the floor as the power goes out to that wall. Both of us still with our mouths locked and barely alive as we come to…yer cock still embedded in me as blood and cum leaks from my ass onto the carpeted floor. The wire falls from our lips into the wall as I try to speak but cain’t. My heart racin so fast I feel like it’s gonna explode at any moment. Burns and bruises all over our sweaty blood streaked bodies as I wait for ya to move and try to get us up cause I’m in no condition to move. Lookin down I think it mighta been a good thing ya tore my PA out cause gods only know what woulda happened if I still had that in my cock when we got electrocuted. It probably woulda burned my cock right off my body. My mouth open…bloody spit bubblin up out of it as I hold onto ya still shakin and tremblin.

Belgium Vicious

For a moment, I can't see anything, blinded by the flashes of lightning, and then nothing, total darkness. I wake up and see the emergency light has come on. I see you, unable to speak, your face blackened and burned, your beard too, and your lips badly split open, but I find you even more beautiful. I try to speak to you, but I can't. My heart is pounding wildly. Is this the end? Are we going to die here? Together? NO! I refuse. There's no way the man of my dreams will succumb. Even if it means losing my life, I'll save his. I stop breathing and tense every muscle, feeling my flesh and muscles tear under the strain, having suffered severe damage throughout our bodies. I want to fall back, I can't, but a simple glance in your direction gives me courage. I get down on all fours and, with great difficulty, manage to utter, "I... will... save you... my love," spitting blood from my lips, my face swollen from the electric shock. I crawl towards you, slip one arm under your legs and the other under your neck, and tell you again, "It's going to be okay... hold on, my love... it's going to be okay."

Belgium Vicious

I take you gently but firmly and start to get back on my knees, screaming in pain like I've never screamed before. If my husband weren't with me, I would let myself die, but I want to save you, I want to succeed, you are everything to me. I start crying from pain and fear, the fear of losing you, this fear makes my adrenaline surge. The tears turn into a bestial cry, like a raging, unleashed beast. My eyes are so bloodshot from the electric wire and the rage inside me at not wanting to lose you that the white has vanished, leaving only two blue buoys in the middle of this red pool. I lift you to my full height, screaming, but never letting go. My legs could be crushed, but I won't let you go. I'll walk on the stumps if I have to, but I'll save you. I walk faster than I thought possible to my room, wanting you to stay with me at all costs. I enter my room, the door of which I had left open. I clench my teeth and make no sound, moving mechanically, my whole body seized by spasms as I cover the last few meters to the bed. Once everything was ready, I gently placed you on the bed and sat up before pressing the button to call the nurses, smiling at you as best I could and saying "hang in there my love, it's going to be okay" before collapsing on the floor, without moving again.

END PART ONE

Published: 2026-03-13, viewed 104 times.