THE HIGH TABLE

SCOOPER V MANCHESTER MUSCLE

Manchester_muscle: walking back home one evening , decide to cut through the alleys and back ways to make it a shorter walk, im dressed in some new trackies and a muscle vest , its a warm night and quite peaceful so far .......

 Scooper: One of the first warm spring days. I‘ve been at some lake to relax. The water is still cold but I‘ve been in for a short swim. Wearing some loose black joggers and some tight black tank top, my hair still wet, I am on my way home. It‘s calm and no one around. So far.

 Manchester_muscle: walking down the back alleyway , i see some kid approaching he looks wet, as he gets near i ask him if its been raining , jokingly ...........but he stops dead and i dont think he got the joke ........

 Scooper: „Raining? Are you kidding?“ I ask back and stare you up and down. Shake my head. „ahhw, BOY! Where do you live…!??“ I ask in some rough tone

Manchester_muscle: i was joking kid i grin, and whats it to you where i live .........and hey dont stare man its rude ..........

Scooper: „Rude. Staring a kid like you. Ahhw, what‘s wrong with you?“ I ask and step close provocatively.

Manchester_muscle: hey man whats your problem i only asked if it had been raining, you got a problem with me lad i ask ...

Scooper: I take a deep breath. „Sure. Some lil kid crossing my way and talk about rain. On a sunny day. Ahhww, you are …“, I stop talking, shake my head and turn to go my way. „Some stay babies forever!“ I growl. Loud enough for you to hear

Manchester_muscle: hey kid , dont chat shit and then just turn your back if you want to say something im here, say it to my face ...

 Scooper: I stop walking. Take a deep breath. Turn with an anger filled view. Step close and look up. „Kid … or should I say BABY…!?“, I yell. „What‘s wrong with you? Talking about rain on a sunny day. Provoking innocent studs on their way. Hey - if you aren’t careful,“, I start bouncing nervously on the balls of my feet, „then … I‘d put you in place. Last warning!“

 Manchester_muscle: i laugh in your face, listen pipsqueak your not fucking big enough and if you think you are, lets go shall we , on that bit of grass over there , here and now and i start to walk towards the grass taking off my shirt .....

 Scooper: I follow you to the grass. Take off my tank top

 Scooper: „you really dare!?“ I ask back in a cocky tone. No one around. Just you and me.

 Manchester_muscle: i take off my trackies just paid 60 quid for them , dont want your blood on em i grin as i stand there in skin tight black and red boxers , showing off my powerfu thighs, lets go fucker ............

 Scooper: My eyes stare your long and huge built legs. „Ouhww …“, I hiss unintentionally and immediately bite my teeth. „Okey. Let‘s go!“ I answer and try to act confident while I start circling your large frame with raised arms and clenched fists

 Manchester_muscle: i move in fast , pushing into you tight, locking you in a side headlock but instantly flipping you over my hip and onto the grass as i lay out to your side , still working the headlock ..........

 Scooper: While I carefully look for an opening, you are incredibly quick. Put your long arm around my neck and before I realize, I find me on the ground. With you aside. Your arm kept on my neck. I growl and take my hands to your forearm in a try to losen your tight hold. But nothing. So I try to dig my fingers in your forearm to force some pain.

 Manchester_muscle: you little bitch i laugh and i roll on top of your chest, pinning you down under me , not so cocky now eh lad .....

Scooper: Before I can losen, your much heavier body rolls on top. Pinned, I flex all my muscles in a try to buck your larger frame off.

Manchester_muscle: im sure you dont really want to move me kid do you, ya fucking love it i taunt and i move forward so my knees are either side of your head and my balls are almost touching your face , only seperated by the lycra of my boxer shorts ....

 Scooper: „Grouaahhww … BOY!“, I yell out as you talk about me enjoy that you pin me. I try to struggle, but your large thighs are aside my head. Your balls on my chin filling my nostrils with the scent of your boyish manhood. Finally I swing my legs back in a try to get my heels to your chest and pressing your broad upper frame back.

Manchester_muscle: your body swings up and you unbalance me and i roll to my side, oh you want more eh kid i grin and i get back to my feet, moving acrosss the grass , watching you carefully ...

Scooper: My legs are strong enough to get you off. Again you are quick. While you are already back in your stance, I take a deep breath and follow you. I nod while I start circling you again. But this time it‘s me, going offensive: I run into your taller frame, step aside just before colliding, and put my arm around the back of your neck. Try to pull your chest down and get you in your hold, the sideheadlock.

 Manchester_muscle: fuck this kids fast and now its me trapped, i go to one knee as you work the hold my nearest arm to you reaches out and lands on your ass ...........

Scooper: I shiver as your powerful arm gets on my butts. In this I try tighten my arm around your neck. „Now … it‘s you … in trouble!“, I growl.

Manchester_muscle: i laugh but your arm digs in impressively, as i push up to my feet one arm grabs you just under your butt, your grip on my head as i stand and straighten up means your lifted into the air and then i drop back, slamming your upper back into the grass ...........

Scooper: I yell out as I feel my feet leaving the ground. Instinctively my hold keeps, but with less pressure. Your strength is immense. I can’t do anything as you drop back. Slam me down. I grunt suffering while I try to breath calm to ease the pain.

21:30 Manchester_muscle: the impact means i can roll away and get back to my feet, as i watch you carefully to see how you react to the suplex ....

Scooper: You are back in your stance. I inhale deep and follow you. While you seem calm in a waiting position, I try to run fast into you. Jump up and put my hands on the back of your neck. Pull hard with all my weight hanging. My right knee bent, aim to hit your abs.

 Manchester_muscle: yuo move in fast your speed catching me out and as you fold me forwards you drive your knee up into my abs, my ass shoots backwards and i fold even further forward blowing out air ...........

 Scooper: You stumble with me still hanging. While my hands keep on the back of your neck, I try to get my head towards yours hitting hard.

 Manchester_muscle: oof your head butts me hard and thats like a red rag to a bull i reach down with both hands grabbing each of your legs just belowyour ass then i rear up lifting you off your feet and i jump into the air and drive us both into the grass your back hitting hard as i land on top of you ............

Scooper: Once more you make me yell out as you lift me again with your astonishing strength. My feet dangling. My entire weight supported by nothing than your strength. My heartbeat fastens. Until you slam me down. Hard. My back filled with pain. Enormous bunch of pain. I try to roll but you keep me secure with your large frame on top.

 Manchester_muscle: i roll you onto your stomach stomp my foot on the back of your knee, locking your foot behing my leg, then i do the same with your other leg............reaching forwards i reach for your arms and pull them back behind you gripping them tight, then i start to rock back and forth, slowly building the momentum until i drop onto my back and kick my egs up, pushing you up above me in a suspended surfboard hold .............

 Manchester_muscle:

Scooper: My shoulders burn in pain, my knees same as they are bent. Your large boots in the back of my knees. Your powerful hands on my wrists. Caught tight and secure. Lifted up facing the sky. I growl while I can’t do anything than endure.

Manchester_muscle: come on you little bitch fucking tap out i scream at you , holding you firm knowing your backs gonna start burning hard anytime now ............

 Scooper: In my try to endure, you demand me to submit. While your hold is inescapable, the pain is burning all over. All my tries to endure fade. Finally there is no choice. „Fuck … BOY! I GIVE! Stooooop! Submiiiiiiiit!“ I yell with already tears filled eyes

Manchester_muscle: i roll to the side and drop you on the grass.............dont say i didnt warn you not to mess with me boy and as you lay there i rip your shorts down and lower my boxers, you see my thick ten incher, theres no one else around and now im determined your gonna pay ...........

22:03 Scooper: You and me. No one else. I gulp audible as you free your immense weapon. My eyes widen. „Not warned!? Fuck … how - a boy … you - such a sword! No! Please…“, I stutter while my heartbeat fastens in my upcoming nervousness that is turning into immense fear

Manchester_muscle: i drop down rolling you over onto your stomach, i know you fucking want it boy , your gonna love it and i slide into you and start riding your arse, pumping you hard and deep, thats it boy your hard as a fucking rock you little shit, you gonna shoot your load boy cos im gonna fucking seed you and with that i pump into you deep the biggest load youve ever had .............

Scooper: I shiver as you line your sword up to my crack. My butts flex instinctively. But your sword is huge. Is strong. Is relentless. „Ahhhwwww … BOOOOY!“, I yell as you take my cave over. Fuck me hard. My own now freed cock is grown to its full eight inches. Starts throbbing. I grunt deep.

Manchester_muscle: thats it bitch i knew what you wanted fucker and you just got it , i roll off you sit you up and tell you jerk your own cock i want to see it spurt i tell you

Scooper: You guide me. I‘m delivered to you. Physically. And you take over my mind now. Delivered mentally to you. A boy. I roll my eyes in my growing desperation as you show your superiority and enjoy handling me. In several ways. You demand me to stroke me. My sword. Myself. My small hand slowly reaches out for my cock. Still in the hope you‘d grab it in your powerful large hand doing this job, even if it would be hard and rough

Manchester_muscle: i watch you fumbling , what the fuck you doing boy i laugh, dont make out youve never jerked off cos i know your doing it every night, or is it just me that makes you nervous i laugh, i knock your hand out the way, here let me , i curl my fingers round your now impressive shaft, i slide up and down pumping you nicely as your upper body now leans back against me............you start to groan and sweat as you try not to cum too soon......i keep going , i see your hands push down into the grass, your body tenses, your balls churn and you finally let go and it shoots high into the air and lands on your stomach and legs as i slowly stand up,............not fucking bad i laugh and retrieving my boxers i pull em up, put back on my trackies and shirt, and say ill see you around kid .............

Scooper: Exhausted while you drained me in short moments. I feel humiliated. Even with no one being around, drained and fucked by some rough strong and dominant boy who is much younger, is so humiliating. „See you around?“, I ask back with some trembling voice while your words sound dangerous.

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