THE HIGH TABLE
Established: 2023-11-17
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A worldwide organization of men trained for violent, bloody, and even deadly combat. Their competence is indicated by their qualifications, from the lowest to the highest, reserved for an elite.
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JockBttm-rp: It’s fight night again at this underground club - the rich folk come to ogle and bet, and we take the punishment and, if fortunate enough, a good purse to take home. It’s helped pay some college bills and I have no complaints so far, winning my first three matches. Tonight I’m up against a guy with similar stats but haven’t heard anything else about him. I get changed into my tight black trunks, and head into the ring as I’m announced to a smattering of cheers and hoots. I swing myself up over the top rope and wave , then roll my shoulders, waiting for my opponent.
Ian_Bowman: My first night at the Underground club for a high stakes match up. The sound of the final match ends and I’m called next out of the line up. My opponents is already on a win streak and a vet to the club so I’m a little nervous but we’re both equally matched in size so I have a shot here. Hoping to take home the prize money and have some fun doing it. I’m changed already, pink briefs on, barefoot and shirtless. I head towards the ring announced second and hear the crowd response to the fresh faced new guy with a tight body. My bulge already filling my briefs with all of the adrenaline and excitement. I climb the apron and step under the top rope to enter the ring. Locking eyes with my opponent and I give my pecs a tight flex.
Ian_Bowman: 
JockBttm-rp: I grin seeing you come into the ring, those tight briefs leaving nothing to the imagination, and that cocky little pec bounce… yeah, I’m gonna enjoy putting you in your place. “Everything okay, Princess Pink?” I tease and lick my lips absentmindedly, my balls stirring. Everything’s on the line and nothing is out of bounds here… I’m so ready! The bell sounds and the crowd cheers; I advance on you quickly, testing you with a couple of left jabs aimed high before a right uppercut aimed at those tight abs.
Ian_Bowman: “You won’t be calling me that when you’re on your knees worshipping me” I reply back with a flex of my biceps and a cocky smirk. The crowds eager with anticipation and the bell sounds. I move towards you but you’re advancing quick. “Ngh” I grunt hit with a jab that makes my head bob back. I lift my fist and feel your knuckles sting my tight abs, some airs pushed out and I snarl at you. I take a step back, get my wits together and come back in with a left jab to your face then right straight to the center of your chest.
JockBttm-rp: Fuck, that feels good, getting that first shot through and wiping the cocky grin off your face. The crowd urging us on, excited by the quick early action. I feel even better as my uppercut connects, winding you a bit; I manage to parry your left but the right slips through my guard and stings as it smashes into my sternum, UUNH!! I stagger back a step shaking my head before planting my left foot and swinging my right knee up, anticipating you will charge in to follow up.
Ian_Bowman: My punch slams your sternum and sends you stepping back. I move in to take advantage of this moment and your knee swings right into my abs. “UNNFF” I gasp out and double over. Both arms lower across my abs and I stumble away trying to get some space to recover. This guys tougher than expected, I know you’ll be coming for me in this state so I make a dive towards your legs to grab them and try to pull them off the canvas.
JockBttm-rp: 
JockBttm-rp: There’s a loud “Oooooo!” from the onlookers as my knee sinks in and I look up to acknowledge the reaction - - a bad decision, as that little space of time allows you to make a counter, and before I can dodge or move, you’re tackling me around my knees and I careen backwards, a loud THUD rising up as my ass and back spam against the canvas. “Uunnhh! You fuck!”
Ian_Bowman: The ring shakes under your weight as you crashed down to your back. I don’t hesitate to crawl my way up your legs and plant my hips onto your abs for a mount. My thigh hugging your ribs to hold myself in place and I drop my palm over you mouth and plugging your nose to smother you. “You’re mine now bitch” i grin and slam my knuckles hard into your sexy six pack abs.
Ian_Bowman: 
JockBttm-rp: You mount me quickly as I thrash and squirm, but you have a great stable position secured and you’re not going to easily be bucked off. You smother me with one hand while the other balls into a fist as my hands reactively go for the arm that’s working to cut off my air. Then OOMPHH!! that fist hammers into my chiseled abs; they are not ready, mostly unflexed, and the blow spends air and spit spraying into your hand from my mouth.
Ian_Bowman: “Feels good don’t it.” I mock as I feel the vibration and spit on my hand. I drill my fist into your unflexed abs. Grinding it in a circular motion before dragging my knuckles along the ridges. “Mmm your cores so tight.” I tease making direct eye contact from above. I pull my fist back and slug one more punch into your navel this tight then release your mouth, grip your wrist and work to pin your arms over head so I can move from this mount and into a school boy pin.
JockBttm-rp: My abs are a point of pride, and I really enjoy any excuse to show them off. Now you’re fucking them up, as I wince and red blotches bloom across them from the punishment you’re dishing out. I see the confidence in your eyes as you loom over me and UUNH!! take another hard shot. But as you go to change up your grip to try and grab my wrists, I swing my right up towards your jaw as I set my left hand up flat against your chest to push back.
JockBttm-rp: 
Ian_Bowman: “UGHHF” my jaw is struck hard with your right as I attempt to take control of your wrist. The punch dazes me and your hand shoves my chest tipping me backwards. I fall off to your side with a groan as I rub my sore jaw then start to push off the canvas and up to my feet.
JockBttm-rp: I roll to the side and over again, wincing, to put some distance between us before shifting up to my knees, glaring over at you. “Gonna pay for that, bitch!” I hiss, pushing off and lunging in at you, hoping to slam you against the ropes.
Ian_Bowman: I manage to get on my feet when I feel the force of your body crash into me. “Urgh!” I grunt and my side slams into the ropes. My outer arm drapes over the top rope to catch my balance while my inner arm pushes against your head trying to shove you off of me.
JockBttm-rp: I drive my legs hard, legs built from countless hours on the lacrosse field, to keep you pinned against the ropes, my left hand snakes under yours that’s on my head and latches across your throat as I start pounding my right fist into your core and ribs.
Ian_Bowman: “Uhhn” I can’t get you off of me. Your arms pinning my throat forcing my head to bend out of the ring and you before to pound my core and ribs. I cough and feel my legs start to shake. The crowd hurling taunts and cheers for the action. I lift my inside leg and give your hips a shoving kick to try and force you off so I can escape the ropes.
JockBttm-rp: I grunt as your kick pushes me back, just thankful it connected where it did and didn’t crush into my junk. I take another step away and make a “come here” motion with my hands at you, taunting, “C’mon my pink princess - stop taking rests against the ropes, we got a fight to do!”
Ian_Bowman: My kick forces you back giving me the space I need to get off the ropes, one arm lowered covering my bruises mid section and core and my breathing affected by the sting. I snarl at your taunt and come charging right at you, lowering my body to drive my shoulders into your abs and ram you towards the corner.
JockBttm-rp: Of course I anticipate the charge, my taunting aimed at provoking exactly that. I time my jump just right, my legs spreading , your head down and aligned just right for getting captured between my thick thighs as my arms come down across your back in a big double axe handle smash and my thighs clamp around your neck.
Ian_Bowman: I’m astonished when you jump and catch my charging head between your thighs. “UHNFF” my spine bashed hard with your axe handle and I drop hard to both knees. My head trapped in your thighs while I sing out groans from the crippling pain in my spine while my hands grip then rub your thighs and start to push.
JockBttm-rp: The crowd hooting and whistling at the dramatic action and it further pumps my ego and excitement. “Oh, that’s nice babe… I could use a good massage on those quads… haha!” I keep trash talking you as I lean over your back and give those pink covered glutes a slap before grabbing hold of those trunks and getting ready to hoist you upside down as your head remains clamped between my legs, intending to set up a pile driver.
Ian_Bowman: You slap my bent over pink covered glutes and I moan out, the clamp on your thighs tight and this positions mixed with your taunts really drives in this feeling of humiliation. Not giving in despite this dominant moment, I wrap my arms around your thighs and pull your legs into my shoulders and as you lean over to grab and pull my trunks I lift my torso with a loud heave attempting to stop your set up and toss you over my back.
JockBttm-rp: You time your counter well as my balance is a bit off and before I realize it I’m feeling myself getting hoisted up; the crowd immediately reacts with a big cheer for this reversal, as I’m flung back over you, my shoulders slamming into the canvas behind you and then my legs immediately following; I lay there momentarily in shock and embarrassment, staring up at the ceiling lights. What the fuck just happened??
Ian_Bowman: The crowd erupts and the canvas shakes from my big reversal. The new guy showing that I’m here for a fight and not going to give in even after taking a beating from this vet. I twist around to see you lying on your back facing the ceiling. I turn my body around and grab you by your hair, pulling you up against my sweaty torso. “You’re mine now!” My flexed arm glides over your neck to trap your Adam’s apple in my elbow, the other arm pushes against the back of your head as I set you up in a rear naked chokehold. “Go to sleep prick!” My arms flex to lock it in.
JockBttm-rp: Fuck! You lock the RNC on quickly, my now sweat glistening bod thrashing as you crank the hold, my trunks showing clearly a huge bulge as I kick and twist. Something has to happen fast or I’m toast, this is a fast submission or KO hold. In desperation I blindly reach back with my right arm, trying to claw my fingers across your face.
Ian_Bowman: My sweaty pecs pushing against your body while I tilt your head forward into my arm really stacking on the weight to increase the pressure. Your arm comes up and taps around until you find my face and I feel the pain of fingers clawing into my handsome mug. “GAAHH!” I whip my head back quickly to avoid you slash my skin, forced to release you and coil onto my feet. Retreating backwards with my hands checking my face for any scarring or blood.
JockBttm-rp: I’m coughing and wheezing, shaking out my head as I roll to my stomach and push up onto my knees, knowing I dodged a bullet. The crowd getting into a frenzy, the back and forth dominance keeping everyone guessing about what might happen next. My chest heaves as I’m slow to push up fully, a bit dizzy still from the near KO but knowing instinctively I can’t lay about with you on the hunt, even if possibly a bit wounded.
Ian_Bowman: I settle a few feet away, my hands slowly lowering from my face and back down to my bruised ribs. I stare directly across the ring at you, my lean body drenched in sweat and chest panting. You don’t look too good yourself and I may have a chance at pulling out a win. I circle you, watching cautiously. Remove my hand from my ribs and I move in closer to you fist up. Getting into striking range and throw a sluggish left jab to your face then grunt and swing a low right to your navel.
JockBttm-rp: You come at me but seeming just as physically spent as I feel; I manage to slip past the jab but the right smacks straight into my navel; my cheeks puff and spew air and spit as I’m bent a bit. I move into a clench to hold you tight against me, our sweaty torsos locking up - I want to try and avoid any deep punches and regain a bit of energy as I try to figure out how to put your ass down and out. I feel your hard dick against mine in the clinch, and a little shudder zips down my spine from the sensation. “Gonna put you down, fucker!” I hiss, trying to sound confident despite running on a near empty tank.
Ian_Bowman: I feel your abs bend from my fist, I hold it there to really drill it in with the strength I could muster then feel your arms wrap my body and pull me in tight for a clinch. I grunt in your ear and my breath hits your neck as we stand body to body hugging and dancing around center ring. I can hear the whistles from the crowd and feel every sweaty ripple from your tight muscled torso press into mine. Your hard dick pinned against mine makes my body shiver, you can hear my moan in your ear. I grab your bicep, squeeze the hard muscle and start to push trying to get free from your grasp as you hiss in my ear with a breathy yet confident tone.
JockBttm-rp: My heart pounding fast and my breathing getting more ragged as my arousal grows in the clench, your fitness model physique pressing against me and that substantial bulge telegraphing your own excitement. But this isn’t a dance floor or some back room at a club - your squeeze on my ceps reminds me that there’s a fight to win. I wince as your fingers dig into my arms painfully and I swing my right leg around and behind your left as I try to trip you backwards, though going to one leg imbalances me, too, but it’s worth the risk.
Ian_Bowman: Straining to push free but I fail to create space before your leg sweeps the back of mine, tripping me backwards. My arms wrap your torso quickly and I drag you down with me. Desperately hugging your ribs and lats to squeeze you against me but with your body weighing down on top the bit of air I had left is quickly pancaked out and my hugs loosens. I pant out, staring outside of the ring with my cheek resting on the canvas, inevitably running out of steam.
JockBttm-rp: The move works and my body weight adds to the toll on you as we crash down together onto the canvas. I try to take advantage and slip an arm under your pit to turn you onto your stomach, wanting to set up a camel clutch and possible submission. “Gonna make you scream, bitch!” I hiss breathlessly, trying to summon the last of my strength against you.
Ian_Bowman: My stamina’s struggling to keep up with the intensity of this match and I’m just merely trying to resist you at this point. I can feel you manhandling me forcing me over to my stomach. My palms slap the canvas and I drag my knees under me to push to my fours and start to crawl away before you can mount my back.
JockBttm-rp: Like some powerful swimmer pushing off the starting blocks you shove yourself forward, your sweat slicked muscle bod slipping from my grip; I fall to my face as you scoot away towards the ropes and I pound the canvas with a fist in frustration, though maybe part of me is grateful for the little respite. The crowd egging us on, sensing that one mistake, one well executed maneuver, one dose of bad luck, will bring about a victory at this point for one of us. I inhale a deep breath, my chest rising, and push myself up, getting ready to launch a clothesline at you once you pull yourself back up.
Ian_Bowman: I crawl desperately moving towards the ropes. Reaching out to grab hold and drag my body up to a kneeling position. I hang on the ropes panting, my body sore and fighting through the exhaustion of this back and forth battle. Inhaling deep, I start to pull myself up and more off the ropes turning towards you to see you sweaty stretched arm launching towards me, impaling me in my lightly furred sweaty pecs. Sweat sprays as we collide and I crash back down against the apron. Splatting to my back spread eagle. My chest puffs up and down with my ragged breathing and my hard bulge stretching my briefs. I’m down, the arenas practically spinning as I stare at the ceiling with hazy vision in a daze that’s frying my mind.
JockBttm-rp: I manage to time it just right, my arm slamming across your pecs, your lean toned bod crashing down and sprawling spread eagle as a loud whooping erupts from the audience. I drape my arms over the top rope, panting heavily as I watch you, clearly dazed, your chest rising and falling irregularly, eyes wandering. I slip my foot overtop your big bulge and slowly press down. “You’re done, princess… your tight little ass is gonna be mine… gonna pound the cum out of you right here, in front of all these people!”
Ian_Bowman: Your foot presses down against my bulge and I let out a whimper, sobbing beneath you from the force pinning down my hard bulge. My head crunches up and eyes try to steady on you as you sweat down over me, taunting me, warning that you’ll claim me right here in front of everyone, but I can’t resist or even hold this crunch that’s lifting head up and it drops back to the mats, eyes closed, pecs lifting up an down as I suck air. Finished.
JockBttm-rp: I grind a little more as the crowd hollers for a finisher , sensing that you’re near the end of your rope, and your whimpering reactions only adding to the feeling that you’re toast now. I grab an ankle and drag you by it to the center of the ring as the chant starts, “Ty! Ty! Ty! Ty!” I’m exhausted but the adrenaline starts pumping; I then reach down and twist my fingers in your sweat-soaked hair, lifting you up as I then hook an arm under your pit, wanting to slide your hot bod across my shoulders for a torture rack before cracking that spine across my knee, though I may hear a submission before I get that far.
Ian_Bowman: Dragged to the center of the ring. Sweat smearing on the mats from my back and the crowds cheers echo only confirming the moment, this studs weakened me and is now displaying his dominance in the ring. My sweaty hair is your handle of choice and I can’t hope but moan as you lift me by it. Propped on your shoulders, my hot bodies stretched for all to see and my cry’s out echo through the arena. I can’t take it anymore, my face distorted with pain. I sob and try to beg for mercy but can’t get the words out over my pained cries and you finish me over. Cracking my spine over your knee, the pain paralyzes me and I hang folded with mind fried and eyes cross.
JockBttm-rp: The crowd appreciating the slow display of your sculpted young body draped across my shoulders as I parade you about before hoisting you over my head with a grunt and slamming your back across my outstretched knee. I can see the light dimmed in your eyes and your pained cries and gurgling moans are music to my ears. I rub across your bulge a few times before grabbing the waistband of those pink trunks and peeling them down and off you, then stuffing them in your mouth before pressing hard across your throat and thighs, forcing your back to bend even harder and more painfully across my leg in the back breaker. “Tap or pass out, I don’t care, bitch! You’re fucking done!” I growl.
Ian_Bowman: Gurgling out while my eyes tear up facing the heckling crowd. The new guys first day at the league and this vets holding nothing back as he strips me of my pink briefs and feeds them to me. My eyes roll to the back of my head as the taste of my own musk and pre. Out of my mind in pain and dominated to my breaking point my cries are muffled by my mouthful and I tap out fearful of blacking out in the middle of the ring.
JockBttm-rp: I give one final brutal push against you as I feel the tap, then push you off my knee, sending you down to the canvas with a THUD before rolling you onto your back with my foot and planting that foot then on your chest and striking a victory pose, the sweat trickling down my panting muscle bod, as the audience cheers and starts yelling “Stakes! Stakes! Stakes!”
Ian_Bowman: My broken body is shoved off and I flop down hard onto the canvas. Panting with my lips kissing the mats, naked and glistening with beads of sweat. You flip me over and my arms whip out spread eagle. A grimace on my winded face while my pecs puff up and down with each breath, my hard cock dropping onto my abs before rising up. “Unhh” staring up at your sweaty body as drops rain down onto my face. The crowd shouting out what they’ve all been waiting for while I stare at you with a fearful submissive look on my eyes. No doubt about it, this studs gave me one hell of a fight but at the end of this back and forth battle, he dominated. My cock twitches as I prepare to accept my fate.
JockBttm-rp: I glance down at your hot battered body laid out, and lick my lips unconsciously. “Hey bitch… looks like you’re excited for the next chapter!” I tease, as I slip my foot down to your leaking cock and give it a little rub with the sole of my foot. I then lean down and grab you under your left arm, hoisting you to your feet and pulling you over to the ropes, where I secure each arm by lacing the top and middle ropes around them, as you face me inside the ring, your back against the ropes. I peel off my trunks then squat between your legs and lift them over my shoulders as I scoot in close, my rock hard shaft oozing pre at your tight pink rosebud. “Time to get fucked, bro!” I growl and twerk my hips, pushing my mushroom head through your barriers and into that hot tight chute.
Ian_Bowman: The dim lights add a glare to my foggy vision but i see you through the haze staring down at me licking your lips. A moan echoes as your sole rubs my cock causing a string of pre to drip down onto my abs. The crowd whistling and joining in to tease me for how hard and leaky I am in this moment of defeat. Grunting, I’m forced up an leaned into the corner, dazed too defeated to even resist your rightful claim. My arms are laced, back against the ropes, hanging with my sweaty torso and flagpole cock exposed towards you. Your hoist me up and my legs hook over your shoulders, my bodies raises up, pink rosebud hole positions against your rock hard rod. My bottom lips hangs, glossed with my eye drool as I stare at you, still out of my mind and delirious. I gulp at your words and feel the pressure of your mushroom head bursting through the rim making me gasp out, mouth open. My face showing every ounce of painful pleasure I’m experiencing as you take my hole as your prize.
JockBttm-rp: I push in balls deep before withdrawing slowly, so slowly, until only the tip of my cock is still inside, then ram it back in hard and deep, before commencing to alternate long hard strokes with short teasing ones, keeping you guessing about what’s next, the rhythm and depth varying as I watch your own cock dance and bounce and drip across your abs. “How’s that feel, Ian, huh? Your chute is so velvety firm and hot like a goddamn oven… feels custom made for my cock… Nnnhhh!! … yeahhhh!! What a sweet jock pussy!” My balls swirling… I’m not gonna last too much longer… fuck!
Ian_Bowman: My body quivers, my thighs hug your head and back arches against the buckle as my head tosses back. I can feel you balls deep inside of me, your girth stretching my chute as it hugs you like a glove. My mouths open and my pecs jiggle with each thrust from long to short. My body overwhelmed with pleasure as you not only dominate this ass, but do it in a way that’s pleasing my body immensely. I nod at your words, my bounce cock leaking cum against both of our abs as it thuds back and forth like a pendulum. I try to control my own response to your teases as I whimper out weakened moans. Each hit to my prostate pushes me closer to the edge until my cock cants hold on my longer. My eyes roll back and I erupt, spraying my cum load all over my pecs and abs while the crowd burst into cheers and whistles at the sight. Mouth wide open and eyes staring at you as I go through the orgasm for all to see.
JockBttm-rp: Holy fuck! I see you getting pushed to the edge and your head tossed back, your eyes rolling… then an intense clenching of your walls all around my shaft as you explode hands free, big ropes of boy juice splatter across your toned smooth bod and ricochet back onto me as I screw my face into a determined look, trying to hold out as I continue fucking you through the cock-milking pressure of your spasmodic chute. I only manage a handful of additional thrusts before I’m overwhelmed myself; I slam in deep and hold it in as my body convulses and “OOHH FFFUCKKK!! YESSSS!!” my balls unleash their load, pump after pump of my seed filling your ass as my head falls and my lips search for yours and I kiss you deeply as I grunt and gasp, the huge orgasm crashing through me and slowly ebbing, the cheers of the crowd filling our ears.
Ian_Bowman: My head back against the buckle after my load paints our sweaty cores, and like a champ you’re still pumping. Fucking my pulses squeezing chute until finally the warm flesh squeezes your load out, and you pin your rock hard pole deep. Breeding me with pump after pump of your victorious milk. Our lips meet and I can’t resist kissing your tenderly as you kiss deep, our gasp and grunts mixing as we swap spit and tongue. My head falls back breaking the kiss, left breathless and feeling myself slowly passing out as I stare at the ceilings, the orgasm mixed with the blunt trauma from this intense match leaves me weakened, drained and disoriented.
JockBttm-rp: I stay inside you a bit longer as I savor your kiss and the amazing feeling of your chute now oozing with my load. I finally pull out, then release your arms from the ropes. You fall to your knees and I stand before you , one hand gripping your hair, and I slap my semi-hard shaft across your cheek. “Clean my up, bro… do it!”
Ian_Bowman: Freed from the ropes and your shoulders I drop down like a sack on my knees. Eyes unfocused and head swaying. You take hold of it keep my steady and your semi hard shaft thuds across my cheeks. I groan, my first taste of real domination a this studs making an imprint on my mind. I obey, opening my mouth and taking in your cock. My eyes look up at you as I suck and clean off the jizz and my own jock pussy juices. My eyes cross as I suck and clean until you’re satisfied.
JockBttm-rp: “Good boy,” I crow, slapping your cheek lightly with my palm and then mussing your damp hair before shoving you backwards, my hand pushing against your forehead. I strike another double bicep victory pose and look forward to a nice payday as I grab my trunks and also your pink trunks as a trophy, and slide under the ropes and walk out to the locker room accompanied by the cheers from the crowd.
Ian_Bowman: Shoved off your cock, I fall to my back. Pecs puffing, cheeks panting and mouth wide open the taste of those juices on my lips and tongue. My minds fucked and dominated while your load leaks from my ass and my own load drips down my body. Left in the ring on my back for the crowd to gawk at as you make your exit with my pink briefs. A few men climb into the ring and peel me off my back, arms over their shoulders and they drag me out the ring, limping down the aisle making the walk of shame.
JockBttm-rp: End 🔥
Published: 2026-04-27, viewed 159 times.
Viktor Vain
2026-05-02 18:27Just read this~ dear god this was hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot~~~~~~~~ Good job you two and my god, jaw tropped and need to cum and then cum a few more~ very fun and erotic~
JockBttm-rp
2026-05-03 15:35(In reply to this)
So glad you enjoyed yourself in more ways than one, bro! Hopefully we’ll see some more like this soon. Appreciate the kind words.
Freaker
2026-04-27 22:27That fight had real weight to it — you could feel the exhaustion crawling into every exchange, and the way it flipped from raw competition to that brutal, almost ceremonial claiming at the end was genuinely striking. There's something visceral about how Ty dragged out the dominance after the bell, turning the physical victory into that prolonged humiliation with the crowd cheering it on. Thank you for sharing in The High Table
The board members
JockBttm-rp
2026-04-28 14:51(In reply to this)
Thanks for the positive feedback and support! We’re hoping for a second matchup sometime soon. 💪🏼
Azn Puncher
2026-04-27 19:38Ian looks great in those Pink briefs... But he looks even better hanging from the ropes getting railed good&proper ;)
J/K ian ;) , great show guys, thx!
JockBttm-rp
2026-04-27 20:44(In reply to this)
Thanks for the great comment - couldn’t agree more! 😆. Also hoping for another hot battle against Ian sometime soon. 💪🏼
Caleb Hargrove
2026-04-27 19:01Always a hot match when it's my man Ty, but props to Ian and his performance as well. Great chemistry between you both and hot enjoyable match.
JockBttm-rp
2026-04-27 20:46(In reply to this)
You’re the best, babe - thanks for the support and couldn’t agree with you more about Ian. You two should match up - I’d love to see it! ❤️🔥