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Birthday Celebration at the LightsOut Lounge. Or.... Illegitimi non carborundum

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ChokeOut

Gregory Stein

ChokeOut: *runs into the room and slaps your ass hard before hiding behind a stack of chairs*

Gregory_Stein: Happy damn birthday day

ChokeOut: Hehe thanks big guy

Gregory_Stein: The best birthday song EVER!!!

Gregory_Stein: Now I'm thinking about this song...

ChokeOut: Pee pants cos you’re gonna choke me so hard I pee myself?

Gregory_Stein: That too, but first I'll get you drunk and hopped up on Candy. Cause 'Hey!!! It's your birthday Bitch!'

Gregory_Stein: Take the shot. One quick gulp then I toss it over my shoulder. It shatters on the floor as I pull you close to me. Give you a deep kiss. Almost like I'm trying to suck the wind from your lungs. My arms wrap around and caress your back and firmly squeeze your solid ass.

ChokeOut: I knock back another shot, my 5th now as I turn and place the glass down. Turning back to face you as you’ve moved closer and plant your lips on mine. I kiss you back passionately as your thick meaty arms wrap around my and feel a squeezing of my ass. I pull back “wanting that?” And laugh.

Gregory_Stein: "I Want lots of things, Handsome." a hand slides up and gently caresses your neck. A finger tracing the jugular as I continue to grope your butt. Teasing you with a grin on my face.

ChokeOut: “Mmmmm damn you're so hot” I moan as your rough fingertip traces over my neck, your other hand on my ass groping it. The warmth of your body close to me radiating as the air starts to fill with your musky scent.

Gregory_Stein: In one fluid motion my hand leaves your ass and removes your shirt. I casually toss it on the bar and then return to gripping and releasing your ass. I lean forward and greedily begin to suck, lick and kiss your nipples. I laugh and pull away. "You still taste fabulous." Then I go back to devouring your nipples. Slowly moving you back against the bar.

Gregory_Stein: Still running my hand over your neck

ChokeOut: Your rough hand still exploring my neck, one hand on my ass and sucking my nipples as I moan out. Backed up against the bar I place both hands back behind me on the bar to steady us. “Mmmm damn big guy!”

Gregory_Stein: "Tonight I'm going to treat you as MY present. Enjoy every inch of you before the obvious conclusion." As if to accentuate the point I pinch your jugular while burying my face ever deeper into your pec meat. Sucking on one nipple then the next. "I hope you don't mind."

ChokeOut: Your fingertips pinch my neck, perfect placement as it slows the blood off one side and my head goes a little light and dizzy “woaaah” I moan out as I steady myself again on the bar, your face buried in my pecs “yea…..yeah!!”

Gregory_Stein: As if showing off my strength for you i easily wrap my big arms around you and lift you up so you are sitting on the bar. Return to dining on your pecs. I see the reaction it got so I start to pinch your vein. Each time holding it just long enough to start turning your face a little redder, then I release. My other hand tugs on your shorts trying to pull them off. "Let's get you into your birthday suit, shall we?"

ChokeOut: Your meaty paw on my neck, those finger tips pinching at my neck each time longer and longer as it makes me more and more woozy, a little drunk already as the blood choke adds and elevation to the sensation. My mind drifting and body tingles with each punch. Stripped off as you pull off my shorts leaving me sitting on the bar naked, semi hard 8” cock flopped on my thigh.

Gregory_Stein: My free hand tosses your shorts aside. I break away from your pecs and look into your eyes with mischievous intent. Reach down and tightly grip your hardening cock. My thumb rubbing the head as I continue pinching that vein. Holding it closed a bit longer each time. "No way do I let your birthday pass without giving your gorgeous cock some much deserved attention." I go back to your nips and pec valley.

ChokeOut: Your meaty paw wrapped around my cock. That padded palm pressed firmly as I moan into the strokes. Your tongue and lips on my pecs again and my cock leaking pre cum on your fingers.

Gregory_Stein: I use your precum as lubricant while I squeeze your hardening cock tighter and stroke. My thumb playing across your head on the way up and pushing on your balls on the downstroke. My attention to your nipples gets more and more rough as I go on. Starting to gently chew and pull on them. Pinching and releasing. Holding it longer. The more I stroke and chew the longer I hold each pinch. Seeming to revel in your reactions each time I pinch and each time I release. "You look so handsome like this Choke. I wanna get you spitting and lightheaded"

ChokeOut: Your fingers pinching my neck perfectly each time sending my head into a daze. Each time just enough to make me dizzy and a brief glimpse into the world of passing out. Toying with my consciousness as you work my nips more aggressively. My mind melting into the mix of sensations.

Gregory_Stein: My stroking intensifies. My grip almost like a choke hold on your cock. I leave your pecs and start gnawing, licking and biting your neck. Stop pinching you and grab a handful of hair. Guiding your face, a bit awkwardly to my pecs. Burying it in my deep pec valley.

ChokeOut: My face dragged to your pecs by my hair as you pull, my face then buried int the pec valley smothering me in those thick mounds of hard muscle. My hand reaching out and grabbing your bicep as I try pushing back out. My cock hard in your tight grip feeling it leaking profusely.

Gregory_Stein: Whenever you're able to look up at me you see me smiling like a jackal. Stroking away furiously the more you leak. My gnawing on your neck starts to cut off blood flow like my pinches did. It's obvious that, because I know your proclivities, I'm teasing you with the constant stop/start of blood flow. Trying to keep you teetering on the edge.

ChokeOut: My face reddening with each playing with my blood supply. My head going dizzy and woozy from the stop start stop start. I look a little drunk as I raise my hand and slap your arm “use this, and fuck me” I mumble drunkenly from either the lack of blood to the brain or the shots from earlier.

Gregory_Stein: I grin and in a fluid motion I pull you off the bar, spin you around and wrap my big arms around your neck in a sleeper. My biceps bulging and flexing. Veins popping out and throbbing as I apply pressure steadily. You're nit exactly sure when I did it but I'm now naked as well. My hard cock pressing against your asshole. "You're gonna have to finish that hand job for me handsome." I growl into your ear. Pulsing my biceps to keep you near the edge of consciousness. ",You want this now, Choke?" I snarl as I poke my cock against your hole

ChokeOut: Spun around quickly adding to my confusion and dizziness as I’m stopped against the bar again and those thick arms swallowing my neck in their muscle as they lock on a brutal sleeper. Even without squeezing, the sheer size enough to ko someone alone. My mind trapped in the walls of muscle as your thick girthy cock holds against my hole. “Mmnnnnnnn fuuuck that’s big” I moan out regretting some choices made but my hands grab your forearm and attempt to pry.

Gregory_Stein: Your hands attempt to pry my arms away, but its locked in pretty tight. You are able to get a moment or two of respite, but I pulse my biceps and it goes away. My cock pushes into your ass just enough to bury the head. I whisper in your ear. My warm breath tickling your neck. "Are you ready for more handsome?"

ChokeOut: My hole stretched out over your head as both my hands grab your thick meaty arms and I gasp as much as I can in that muscle prison. My face reddening as the choke kicks in tighter and my mind swimming in a mix of pleasure and panic.

Gregory_Stein: Your body summons its strength reserves to prevent total shutdown. You get a hand inside the choke. Between my biceps and your neck. It gives you some respite but a long hard flex traps that hand in the sleeper. Starting to press your own hand against your throbbing jugular. Slowly I keep pushing deeper inside you. With the same feeling of inevitability you're probably feeling from my sleeper. I imagine there is a slow, and agonizing, but still arousing feeling washing over you.

ChokeOut: My hand pushing inside the choke as I think that I'm being clever and getting an edge on you so that I can start to pry you off me and take control of the situation before it gets any worse, my hole stinging from you pushing into me, your cock pushing up into my canal as I moan and attempt to pry, but you flex, your arms swell, trapping my hand in the sleeper, and immobilising me in the brutal choke. My eyes widen as I realise my predicament.

Gregory_Stein: Your body seems to tense up and deflate at the same time. The tension is real and physical. An instinctual reaction to my pulsing biceps slowly cutting off your air and blood flow. The deflation, I assume is probably a mental reaction to having your hand trapped inside the sleeper. For a brief moment you swelled thinking that getting your hand inside the sleeper would give you leverage, perhaps even allow you to escape. But you quickly realized the folly in that assumption.

Gregory_Stein: Now your hand is pressing against your own neck. Actually helping me cut off your air and blood flow. Your other hand still pulling on my veiny forearms. Desperate to get some relief. A relief you are quickly realizing may not come.

Gregory_Stein: My cock slowly pushes into you until my lower abdominals press tightly against your gluteus. I snarl in your ear "Valiant effort, but futile. It's only a matter of time. What will happen first? Will you lose consciousness before or after I unload inside you." My cock begins an equally slow and agonizing withdrawal. Only the head remaining inside before I slowly drive back inside.

ChokeOut: My hand inside the sleeper, pressed by your thick arms into my neck, actually choking myself out, but if I weren’t doing it, you sure as would be! So my hand is pressing my neck at your biceps command, my head spinning with dizziness as the blood pressure is slowing and the feed to my brain restricted. My vision the first sign of the attack as my vision blurs, white spots forming over what I can still see as then my body tingles with a certain numbness. My attention, or what's left of it, drawn to my stretched hole, with your thick rod inside it, slowly withdrawing and dragging before you slam back in as I yelp out an gargled, wounded puppy yelp when your hips smash into my glutes. "Nnghhfuuuuck"

Gregory_Stein: Your wounded animal vocalizations echo around the empty Lounge. Your solid physique being overpowered by my relentless strength. Not a situation you expect to happen very often, so you are all instinct and pure animal. I get back to withdrawing all but the head of my pens from your hole. I can feel that I've stretched you out enough to allow me to be more brutal and quick with my thrusts. Quick thrusts of my hips send my cock back inside like a homing missile. Striking spots that get you squirming. Those squirms amplified by the confusing signals you are receiving . A primal response to the liss of blood and air. Triggering your fight or flight response. At the same time a visceral and equally uncontrollable pleasure response. Your body actually thrusting back to drive me deeper inside.

Gregory_Stein: My quick pace increases. I try to match the timing of my thrusts with pulses of my biceps getting tighter. Always keeping you on the edge.

ChokeOut: your cock slamming back into my ass like a homing missile, slamming deep, as It may feel that I'm pushing back and enjoying it more than you think but that's the shockwave of your brutal slam into me as I jolt forward and then back onto you, pushing you deeper inside me as your arm tightens and closes the gap around my neck more and more, face going redder by the second as my vision continues to blur. But you're a clever one, a pro, the expert as your arms are thick, they could put me out in seconds, hell they could snap m neck if they wanted, but you control the squeeze and slowly steal one sense at a time and draw the path to bliss out slowly and methodically. My neck just a toy for your pleasure, like my ass right now as my brains mixed with signals of panic, pleasure, pain, arousal and confusion.

Gregory_Stein: For a brief moment I actually feel sorry for what I'm doing to you. I genuinely like you and it's your birthday after all. But the way your body reacts to all the conflicting stimulation makes me push any vague feelings of remorse or sympathy aside. You, on a very primal level, enjoy this. This concatenation of pleasure, confusion and agony feeds a very real need in you.

Gregory_Stein: I keep up my rhythm of biceps pulses and hip thrusts. Finally getting the rhythm right. Pulse then deep Thrust. Release the pressure on your neck for the slow withdrawal before repeating the process over and over. Keeping your senses swimming. Your grip on consciousness ever more tenuous. I chew on your ear and whisper "You'll never get free. Not in your current state so you might want to put your free hand to good use. Stroke yourself. Maybe you'll shoot before you sleep. "

ChokeOut: I feel your arm pressure lessen as I slowly feel that rush back to my brain, but just as the pressure eases the pain shoots through my ass as you slam in, then the pressure returns as you pull out .... repeating this brutal combo of pressure, release and fucking enough to really send my brain into meltdown mode but not quite enough to pass out as I'm forced to endure the hard fuck. Your solid frame smashing into me, what I thought was a hard muscular body too, but really been shown what real muscle is in this encounter.

Gregory_Stein: Even as you struggle to retain consciousness I start to sense something like respect and almost admiration for my ability to do this to you in a way that, hopefully, fulfils things you don't normally get to experience. The terror mixed with arousal at my ability to overpower you is unmistakable. With renewed vigour and joy I continue my 'assault'. Each thrust a bit more savage. Each withdrawal drawn out just a bit longer. Each pulse of my veiny biceps taking you closer to Dreamland. Each release shorter. Pleasure. Pain. Arousal. Agony. A symphony of sensory overload. Making both your reactions and my own a bit more primal and unpredictable as things progress.

ChokeOut: My mind is melting into this assault quickly, overpowered the mixture of emotions, and senses being overwhelmed, my cock hard, leaking pre cum as it bounces with each thrust in from you smashing into my ass, up my chute and cock punching my prostate. My neck trapped, squeezed, punished by your bicep and my own hand forced against it by said bicep, slowly closing off the pathways to my brain as it starves and shuts down, but the small reprieves, whilst lessening still enough to keep me groggy, aware but unalert. Taking the slams to my hole in stride, both us sweat dripping down over us, the air around us filling with musk as it gets thicker and another layer to the overpowering presence of you.

Gregory_Stein: The manly scent of our activities fills the room. I can taste it on the air when I breath. Slow deep breaths to savour it, and feed a growing animalistic need inside me that howls to be fully released from its cage. A flicker of appreciation can probably be sensed. That animal inside can be unleashed somewhat because I know that, while you may appear helpless at the moment, your body is powerful enough to not be easily broken. This knowledge is reflected in the intensity of everything being pushed higher. I'm obviously enjoying keeping you teetering on the edge. Both because I know it's arousing for you but also because its fuelling my own desires for physical domination that I don't often allow to run free. Thankfully your solid physique allows me to indulge that. THRUST. WITHDRAWAL. PULSE. RELEASE. A brutal rhythm, but not entirely devoid of beauty.

Gregory_Stein: Sweat drips off my body and onto yours, constantly. Probably getting into your mouth as you gasp for air. Stinging your eyes.

ChokeOut: The pounding sensation as you slam into my cheeks stating to numb as my cheeks are reddening from your hips slamming into them, your cock punching my insides and prostate as the sensation keeps my cock hard hands free and dripping pre cum. My mind blanked out as the pulse and release combo just messing with my senses and ability to keep a thought longer than 4 seconds apart from the feeling of "Is this is, am I going out.... oh I'm back" on repeat in my head. That musky scent filling the room as your thrusts get more animalistic, more passionate, more rough, more dominant. I can tell there's a slight shift in you but I'm not in any position to do anything about it

Gregory_Stein: My rhythm has become relentless. It increases in intensity each time I repeat it. I make grunts and growls, even howls. The sounds of a caged animal being released. Set free to fulfil its predatory purpose. My skin becomes noticeably redder when you are able to focus enough to see. Warmer at every contact point. Not just my swollen biceps. You sense muscle spasms just below the surface of my skin. Momentarily disrupting my rhythmic pounding, but only for a moment. My cock twitches inside you as I try to fight my release. I growl into your ear, mostly its animalistic and garbled but you can make out "I'm getting close."

ChokeOut: your thrusts now thrashing as you get more and more primal, more animalistic, growling into my ear as you ravage my hole... your cock buried deep, pressing on my prostate as yo then pull out and slam back in again, hitting the same spot which causes my body to surrender.... my cock bouncing up and down, slapping off my thigh and my abs as you thrust hard .... it hardens, to the max, bouncing becoming more painful at the base but before long, I give a muffled incoherent gargled grumbling as my cock starts spewing cum out, no shots fired with my mind melting, but more oozing out and drooling down my thigh as it drops down...

Gregory_Stein: I feel your body twitch and am able to look down as cum seeps out of your cock and down your leg. You don't see it from your vantage point but the smile and joy it conveys can be felt in the intensity of my rhythm. I continue but suddenly the entire thing falls apart. Every muscle in my body twitches and my hips thrust up, actually lifting your feet off of the ground for a moment. You feel a twitching and then a spreading warmth as I release my load inside you. A bit escaping from your asshole to mix with your own cum as it runs down your leg. My biceps pulse once again, almost as an involuntary response. But this time there is no release. I maintain the pulse. Cutting off your blood flow as my cock stops spitting inside you. You feel my heart pounding against your back. A deep throbbing rhythm to match my stuttered breathing.

ChokeOut: The last thing I feel is that spreading warmth flooding inside my hole as you shoot thick ropes of cum up inside me, filling my hole up and leaking out around your shaft and dribbling down my inner thigh, mixing with my own as your arm turns to a slab of solid rock and crushes my neck with your orgasm, whether you intended to or not right now is irrelevant as my eyes roll back and my hands drop to the side, apart from the trapped one which is being crushed no mercy now, and your brutal choke almost pops my head off, but for sure puts me out cold.

Gregory_Stein: You awaken to a wet thwapping against your cheeks. Your eyes come into focus enough for you to see me....

Gregory_Stein: Perched on your chest, flexing my guns in victorious glory. Huge, confident, smile on my face as I pin your muscular arms beneath my knees. Gyrating my hips to slap your face with my cock. Still wet with the last vestiges of my ejaculation.

Gregory_Stein: "Welcome back, Handsome, but I'm afraid I haven't finished giving you the birthday present you so richly deserve".

ChokeOut: Slowly waking back up from the deep KO, my eyes fluttering open as I scan the room looking to see where and what is going on.... My eyes scanning before locking on you leering over me, as I attempt to then move out, but I cant.... stuck to the ground, my arms pinned, my body pressed ..... as I look down and pin the feeling and sight together that you're sitting on me, pinning me down as your cock hangs over my face, slapping me with the wet head leaving drops and strings of cum between your slit and my face. "Nnnghh" I moan all groggy ....

Gregory_Stein: I give you a disarming smile as one hand reaches down and back under my ass to play with your nipple. Tugging and twisting. The smile never leaving my face. "I hope you brought a sandwich because it's going to be a long night, Chokes"

ChokeOut: your rough finger tips reaching back and pinching my nipple as I start coming back more and more, blood restored around my brain and my senses online. I moan into the pinching of my sensitive nips and raise my hands to your meaty pecs, kneading my fingers into them and massaging them. "Damnnnnn Greg, you're a fucking beast man!"

Gregory_Stein: I grin wider as you free your arms and knead my pecs like dough. "I suppose I qualify don't I Chokes? But tonight is special. I'm gonna show you how Beastly I can be and how, ultimately, you are powerless to stop me." Slap your handsome face with my cock again.

ChokeOut: You taunt me with threats of how beastly you're going to be, when I can see that you're enjoying my hands working your pecs, a little contradictory as you growl at me through a hidden pleasure. My smile quickly wiped from my face as you slap my face with your cock again, hardening already from my hands worshipping your muscle. That thick log slapping my face, reddening underneath it and pre cum strands clinging.

Gregory_Stein: The strings of precum connecting your handsome face and my cock get me even more excited. I reach down, careful not to disturb your hungry hands on my pecs.

Gregory_Stein: I grab your chin and smile as I force it open, setting my cock on your lip. "Time to get to work. Time for Chokes to choke on this."

ChokeOut: Your hand pry's open my mouth, holding my chin as you push your thick fuckstick up to my lips, tasting your precum as you push it into my mouth.... My eyes widen as I feel my mouth filling up, and then pressure at the back of my throat as you slide in past my gag reflex, stomach heaving as I retch with the reflex before it settles in and accepts the bulging to my throat.

Gregory_Stein: I begin to thrust forward with my hips as you keep caressing my pecs. You stop gagging and I grab a handful of hair to force you to take my cock even further inside of you. My knees, now at your sides below your pits. My thick legs flex to display striations and veins. Squeezing your ribs. My other hand continues flexing. "Keep playing with my pecs and I'll be dropping a load in this hole too. Time you learned a bit of a harsh lesson in domination."

ChokeOut: My hands kneading your pec muscle, fingers digging in and rubbing your nips under my palms as I look up at you, watery eyed from your thick cock down my throat, punching the back and causing my throat to bulge...."Nnghhhh" moaning as I drool out the corners of my mouth, your cock restricting my ability to breathe and even swallow.

Gregory_Stein: Periodically I'll stop and bury my cock even further. My lower abs crunching your nose. Making it difficult to breathe. I hold it until your face turns red then I continue to face fuck you, but allow you to breath some. I stop flexing and reach behind me to start stroking your cock. Awkward at first but getting the proper angle I establish a rhythm. Trying to match the rhythm of my strokes to my thrusts. "You gonna pass out with this dick in your mouth Chokes, but not before I milk another load out of this pretty cock of yours."

ChokeOut: Face mushed against your solid abs as you push deeper into my throat. Force feeding me your thick rod as I gag and choke. Eyes watering as you just abuse my throat as you see fit. Your calloused paw grabbing my cock behind your back as you start to stroke me as you use my mouth, matching your rhythm as I gag, cough and splutter out salvia over your shaft as you rub pre cum from my slit.

Gregory_Stein: Using the precum helps to lubricate my strokes. My calloused lifter-hands sliding easily up and down. Forcing your head down each time so you can practically taste my ball sweat on your chin. Cutting off your air for a few moments each time. Pressing your ribs even harder with my thick legs. "You look so sexy when you're unable to breath. Maybe if you do a bit more tongue work I'll let you catch a breath. Maybe."

ChokeOut: My eyes watering from your cock pushing deeper into my throat. My hands flailing under your thighs as you straddle over me pressing in on my ribs, feeling my ribcage creaking under your immense muscle and power in those crusher thighs. My throat nothing but your cock sleeve as you push deeper. Testing the limits of my throat as I hear your words, my tongue pressing up against your shaft as you push in, massaging your cock and head as it pulls back slightly.

Gregory_Stein: In the back of your throat as I pull back it is almost agonizingly slow. Like working out a cork from a bottle.

Gregory_Stein: My thrusts become slower but more intense each time. When you flinch or gasp for air, my legs squeeze even harder. I moan as your tongue works my shift and sensitive head.

Gregory_Stein: "You're never going to forget this birthday present Little Chokey."

ChokeOut: My ribcage feeling like it’s under attack, under siege by those thick hard slabs of muscle you call thighs. My brow slick with a sweaty sheen as I struggle, pinned under you and used as a sex toy for your amusement. My ribs under real threat of snapping as you terrorise my throat with your meat. Eyes watering, gagging and choking as my face reddens with the lack of air to my lungs

Gregory_Stein: Enjoying your pain just a bit, I grin as I pulse my thick thighs and thrust further. Sweat glimmers on my skin. "Gonna make you live up to your name real soon, Chokes"

ChokeOut: My brain clouding over as the air is thinning and deprived. My hands slapping the floor as it’s not clear whether you wanna break my ribs or just torment me with some mental anguish that you could if you wanted. My throat stretched around your cock as I cough up saliva over your shaft.

Gregory_Stein: I smile squeezing harder, but pulling out of your gaping mouth, letting you gasp for much needed air. Air you sense won't be a privilege you can have for much longer. My hips grate. Rubbing my swollen cock on your lips. The wet, pre giving your lips a shine. "What's it gonna be Chokes? Wanna fade away from the pain..." i pulse my legs and hold it. "Or the lack of air "or wanna go out from lack of air while sucking a load out of me? Your choice, Baby."

ChokeOut: My eyes widen and I groan out as your legs pulse into my ribcage again as I squirm under you. Sucking in as much air as I can just to look you in the eye and hawk up and spit a thick wad at you in defiance.

Gregory_Stein: I wipe the spit from my forehead. I look at it, almost in disbelief. My other hand stops stroking your cock and, like a cobra lashes out and starts to squeeze your throat. My squeeze on your ribs tighten and my cock keeps running over your lips. "There are other ways, but I'm partial to you sucking out that load." I reach back with my spit covered hand and use your spit as lubricant to start stroking your cock again. "Choose while I'm feeling charitable enough to give you the option."

ChokeOut: Your hand on my throat as you examine the spit form your head. That growl in your voice, that harsh squeeze that makes me groan and yelp out a choked incoherent mumble. Your hand returning to my cock extra lubed as I look up at you mouthing “fuuuuck yoooooou” with no audible sounds.

Gregory_Stein: I grin as you try to speak but can't. "Not good at lip reading but that seemed kinda insolent. So your option to choose is rescinded. Remember who is in control here, Chokes" my cock goes back into your mouth. Stabbing the back of your throat. Holding there as my knees squeeze even more. My beast throbbing in your mouth as I fight back another load. Stroking yours to force another from you.

ChokeOut: My eyes widen and water as you push in and hold firm, blocking my airways as my face reddens and I choke on your thick rod. My hands slapping down as your paw milks my cock. It doesn’t take long now as I taste the pre leaking down my throat and your dominating muscle over me as I start to shoot thick ropes over your hand as it strokes and reaches my cock head.

Gregory_Stein: Your explosion causes my own. I shoot into your throat. Smiling through the orgasmic twitches. Let go of your throat. Bring my cum coated hand up and smear it on your face as I push deeper into your throat. "You gave me what I demanded, Chokes. Now its time for nap #2"

ChokeOut: You shoot thick ropes into my throat. Your cock so deep no choice but to swallow as you’re already in my throat. My eyes widening as I taste those thick ropes shooting down. Gagging as your cock head expands as you shoot. My mouth full as my eyes roll back, swallowing the last of your load before my vision blurs and your cock smothers me out.

Gregory_Stein: I feel your tight muscular body become little more than a puddle. I pull my rod from your throat. Coated in saliva and cum, it drips the last few drops onto your unresponsive cheek. I roll off of you and caress your chest gently. Your breathing becoming regular as your body takes control. My panted breaths and raging heartbeat begin to find equilibrium once more. My reddened skin starts to fade back to its normal hue as my body temp drops a few degrees. Knowing you can't consciously hear me i whisper "That needed to be done so you can understand your place in this hierarchy. This bar and lounge may be yours, but right now... YOU are mine. Not the birthday present you expected but you'll remember it forever. Perhaps there is more to cum ... when you claw your way out of the darkness into the light."

ChokeOut: It takes a few moments for my body to reset. My mind to come back online and brain firing out signals to my limbs again as I jolt awake in shock. Confused. Disoriented. My eyes focusing on your blurred shape before me “hmmm nnghhh whaaaat”

Gregory_Stein: I stroke your hair, almost like petting a dog, as your head rises from my chest. Your unfocused eyes starting to see us laying on the floor. Clothes and barstools scattered everywhere. "Shush, Chokes. Give yourself a few moments to get your bearings. Then we can decide whether we should continue and, if we proceed, whether you want the carrot or if I need to use the stick some more." Its an odd tone. Both gentle and hard. Dominating but with the glimmer of choice.

Chokes invites Greg to The LightsOut Lounge to show off his latest addition. A Protein Shake Bar.

It was a pretty gruelling leg day, so I definitely need it.

ChokeOut: I get up behind Greg and look down at the size of his thick neck..... "hmmmm might need more than my arms for this one!" I laugh as I grab your head in my arm in a side headlock and bulldog you down to the ground, smashing your face off the gym floor before rolling off you and grabbing your head between my thighs and pulling your face into my crotch.

Gregory_Stein: The speed of your actions takes me completely by surprise. My face avoids any severe damage because I twist just enough. But that probably makes it worse. My forehead strikes the hard floor. My movement and you using my own momentum just stuns me. Making me unable to respond before my face is buried in your crotch while your legs constrict my neck with a vice-like power.

ChokeOut: I smile, looking down at the trapped muscle man, my thighs placed along side that thick neck and under the jaw line so all the pressure is directly on those valuable carotids. I cross my ankles behind your head and straighten my legs out... I go hard, full on as I know if given a chance this beast will get free and I'll never stop looking over my shoulder.... I arch my back up off the ground and add tight pressure as I cup my hands behind your head and pull you deeper into my musky crotch.

Gregory_Stein: I struggle. My arms desperately trying to pry your legs apart. I could probably escape given time to recover, but you don't give me that time. The precision of your attack, combined with the only air I'm breathing being laced with the overwhelming essence of your manly musk, keeps me off balance as your legs slowly sap the energy I need. My thick neck rendered largely useless by your assault.

ChokeOut: I keep my hands cupped on the back of your head, pushing my hips forward, adding more pressure to your neck and keeping that musky smother on your face "Shhhh Greg, its ok.... just go sleep big man..... I got you" I mutter, not knowing if you can hear me through the blood trapped in your head as your face looks red.... I laugh as I press a finger into your forehead and watch the white pressure mark fade out to red again.

Gregory_Stein: I can feel the power that could have freed me starting to fade away. My vision, already impaired by being buried in your crotch, slowly goes white. My strong arms no longer exerting much pressure. Now they merely paw at your legs as the veins pop out with your surgical exertion of pressure. I'm confused and dazed. I want to escape but another part of me wants nothing more than to take that cock, so tantalizingly close, into my mouth.

ChokeOut: I can almost feel your hunger for cock... pressing your face against my crotch, almost seems like you're pushing yourself as well as me pulling you in.... I laugh as remove my hands from the back of your head and slide in my gear, puling out my semi hard cock and rubbing it over your forehead, before repositioning your head in my thighs and pushing my cock into your mouth, still with my thighs around your neck..... "You can suck me before I knock your big ass out" I laugh degrading you in the room.

Gregory_Stein: I'm not concerned about any onlookers. I'm far too dazed to be concerned with such ego-driven concerns. Your cock slides into my mouth. The only part of me is animalistic. I may be weakening by the second in your unrelenting vice, but a flip is switched. My weakened arms now caress those powerful legs that are pushing me to point I'd normally resist. My tongue flicking up and down your shaft and head with eagerness. I softly hum. I'm gonna go out. Might as well enjoy whatever ride you have planned...

ChokeOut: I buck my hips up and down, almost face fucking you in the headscissors. My cock hardening with each thrust as it feels your warm wet tongue rubbing and working it expertly "hmmm you've done this before" I laugh as I continue to thrust into your mouth, my climax building more and more by the second as I watch your thick arms, and thighs under my control.

Gregory_Stein: I seem to stop fighting the inevitable conclusion of my predicament. Instead, I embrace it. I won't be cognizant for much longer. I know that as fact. If I'm going to go I'm gonna do it with dignity. I try, as much as possible, to actively participate in this. Pushing your cock deeper into my mouth. Not much air left so I might as well put it to good use. Besides, seeing you be this aggressive is kinda turning me on, as my bulging trunks attest.

ChokeOut: I push my cock in deeper, hitting the back of your throat as I tilt my head back and groan as I start to shoot thick ropes of cum deep into your throat. Moaning more and more as I continue to shoot.... 6....7.....8 ropes into you, emptying out my balls as I reapply the crushing pressure in my orgasm.

Gregory_Stein: Those legs constrict even tighter as cum escapes my mouth. After a few brief moments this added pressure finishes the job. The hand, that had been reaching fir my cock suddenly falls to the ground. My face and the rest of my body goes limp, collapsing into you as I drift off.

ChokeOut: I keep the scissors locked on another 15 seconds, really straining to apply pressure to you as I wanna make sure you're OUT..... before I unhook my ankles, and lift my leg up.... a red mark on your neck from my thigh as I roll you out and lay you gently on the floor.

Gregory_Stein: My muscles may be impressive but now they are completely spent. You easily maneuver 250+ lbs of dead weight to the floor. My face slowly regaining its normal color, but the rest of me unmoving. Only slow autonomic breaths.

Gregory_Stein: Cum and drool escapes my mouth. Creating a puddle on the floor.

ChokeOut: Poor Greg....Was only a matter of time before he was put out like the rest of us

Gregory_Stein: I cough as my eyes flutter back to a semblance of awareness. I put out a hand for you to help me up. Flash a weak version of my normal smile "Was kinda hot seeing you unleashed. Who am I kidding... it was REALLY FUCKING hot. But I think you owe me a beer huh?"

ChokeOut: I reach down, and grab your hand, palm to palm as I pull you up to your feet. "Easy big guy!"

Gregory_Stein: I stumble a bit as I get to my feet and accept the beer. Putting a hand on your shoulder to steady myself. "Damn that was quick and fucking surgical shit there Chokes. Not often on the receiving end but who gives a shit about macho posturing, right? Hot is hot. And that was pretty hot." The redness fades but I know a bruise will be there to show the outline of your legs on my neck. Almost a look of pride, Definitely respect, in my grin as I look at you.

Gregory_Stein: You are on your nightly inspection of the rooms. You find me in the pool area drying off. I see you enter and flash a mischievous grin. Twirl and snap the towel, showing off my naked body. Rising erection. "Sup Chokes. You fancy a moonlight spin or just trying to stalk prey that don't mind it? Or something else getting your blood pumping?"

ChokeOut: I wander over to you and sit next to you as your naked and getting hard pool side. Admiring the view of your thick muscles and hardening cock I joke “well all these studs to choke out and I want scissored out cold” looking at you again biting my lip.

Gregory_Stein: I stand up, straddling the padded bench. Start to massage your shoulders with my thick, calloused hands. Skirting your pleasure/pain boundary like someone familiar with it. My massaging becoming rougher and harder. Pushing into pain then pulling back. You feel my cock, unashamedly, rubbing up and down your spine between your shoulder blades "Don't worry Chokes. You know old Greg is willing and able to give you exactly what you need, when and how you need it."

ChokeOut: Your large calloused gym hands on my shoulders as they sink in a little harder than normal. Greg’s been drinking and clearly not in full control here as I feel the pressure mount that could easily break my collar bones just with his pinser fingers. “Hmmmm maybe we should wait til your sober man” I say nervously.

Gregory_Stein: The fingers bite a bit deeper. I growl, but you know from experience its just affected anger. "Come on Chokes. You ain't one to shy away from a rough situation. Why start fucking now?" I'm sitting on the bench now. My chest and hard rod pressed against your back. One hand still giving that hard massage to your shoulders and neck. The other now pressing and roughly caressing your abs. "We both know you don't approach a tipsy Greg and just want a fucking handshake. You don't wanna wait till I'm sober. You want this now" I bite your neck.

ChokeOut: I feel you bite my neck as I pull away “oooweee” I yell out in shock. I start to try pushing back but your one hand gripping my shoulder tight as I feel the collar hone under pressure “come on man. Let’s get water and bed”.

Gregory_Stein: I growl as I wrap my arms around your torso just below your chest. In one swift motion I stand, twist and launch both of us into the pool "Got plenty of water right here, Chokes" twisting and turning like a crocodile in the water, trying to maintain and increase the pressure of this bear hug, while keeping you off balance.

ChokeOut: Those thick arms wrapped around my body as were tossed into the pool. The water splashing and soaking us both as my face keeps getting dunked under and gasping for air upon resurfacing.

Gregory_Stein: I get my footing in the pool. The water just below waist level. I let the bear hug go, but before you can get more than a gasping breath I grab a handful of hair and force your head back under water. Raising my voice so you can hear me over your thrashing "You and I both know that even though I don't really give a flying fuck about you putting me out the other night, I still wanna return the fucking favor " I hold you under and pull you up long enough to catch your breath. Repeatedly. Once in a while throwing a solid punch to your ribs to really get you gasping for air.

ChokeOut: Your punches landing in my ribs as you wind me, taking breathes away that I'm struggling to keep as you keep dunking me under the water.... watching me squirm and thrash as you mock drown me.... my hands slapping at your thighs under the water before being let back up again... gasping, dunked..... repeated over and over...

Gregory_Stein: The more you struggle the more I push the envelope. Holding you under longer. Punching your ribs while you're under water to get you gulping water into your mouth. The moments above the water to catch your breath becoming shorter and shorter. Trying to keep your head swimming in a fog so you dont realize how I'm manoeuvring you towards the pool stairs. "That's it buddy, take the air whole you can."

ChokeOut: Panic setting in as you continue to dunk me under.... the periods becoming longer, but my breath shorter.... the chances to refill my lungs shorter now too as you torment me in this drunken pool game.... my body no match for yours as your thick paw holds my head under and other slamming fists to my side, feeling like ribs are about to break with anymore punches.

Gregory_Stein: I start to feel a bit of resistance fading. Your thrashing about a bit weaker, but still showing alot of energy. Your head spinning so much that before you realize it I've got my thick legs wrapped around your neck. Under the chin and ankle locked just behind your ear. A powerful flex to restrict blood flow and compound your already compromised ability to breath. I teasingly play with your hair. Almost petting you as your head has no where to rest but my crotch. My cock pressed against your ear. Is that throbbing coming from my cock or your head? Or both? "You remember doing this to me. Now I'll show you how I learned from that. What's that saying 'Never give someone a stick they can beat you with.'? Some shit like that"

ChokeOut: Before I even realise, from my thrashing around under the water, your thick tree trunks have made their way over my shoulders and around my neck, ankles crossed in front of my face as I watch them close and cross.... the pressure mounting almost immediately as those thick meaty thighs close in around my neck, pressing up against my jaw and flattening against me... my hand shooting up and grabbing, but they're too big for my hands as I just pry at the tops of the quads.

Gregory_Stein: You twist flail and thrash about. Desperate for breaths I'm denying you. Your face turning red as blood builds up. The more you struggle, the more it excites me. You feel wet precum on your ear and cheek as I use my leverage to arch my back up then down again. Plunging your head back under the water. Holding you there then pulling back above the water. I keep stroking your hair like petting a dog. Your eyes, having difficulty focusing, seem to be momentarily caught by a tiny pool of pre floating near your cheek. There isn't a hint of malice in my voice as i ask... "You still with me buddy"

ChokeOut: Your thighs now dunking and holding my head under the water... my eyes stinging with the chlorine as I emerge back out again, gasping.... choking, your thighs cutting into my neck still to remind me who the boss is here. Those inner thighs squeezing my neck as you, mock? me .... my hand waving around showing I'm still there

Gregory_Stein: You hear a soft chuckle/growl as your hand waves around in the air. I keep petting your hair as I pulse my thighs to increase the pressure on your neck and carotid. "That's good buddy. Don't want to send you off to Dreamland just yet." My cock keeps dripping pre onto your cheek. The veins in my legs popping out. I arch up and down again. Keeping you under longer then bringing you back up. Our musk starting to overpower the strong chemical taste in the air. "Stay with me Chokes. We're just getting to the good fucking parts."

ChokeOut: Your thighs guiding me up nad down under the pool surface as I thrash about in a panic of being kept under the wter longer and longer each time.... that overwhelming dread hitting my brain of being drowned whilst these thick thighs make light work of my neck... "Bnnluuughhhhhhhh" I moan out under water, bubbles raisin to the surface, lost in the waves of my hands thrashing. My neck between two giant crushers.

Gregory_Stein: That pressure on your neck steadily increasing. Almost like I'm making sure you see the inevitability of a complete fade out coming. I want to see the fear as it slowly approaches, as well as the arousal that I know it gives you. Petting your head. I start to play with you. Pushing down so the water just barely touches your lips, never under anymore, but fully aware the potential is there. My cock constantly dribbles and twitches as you feel me fighting an eruption. I laugh without any sort of anger. "What do you think I should do with all this grade AAA man meat after I put you out, Chokes"

ChokeOut: I know you're talking, I hear muffled words.... deoxygenated blood trapped in my head, face reddening between those crushers, my head swirling dizzy as my hands go between splashing in the water and pulling at you leg in that panic that seems to have your meat hard against he back of my head constantly. My cock hard as well, but more from the rush of adrenaline coarsing through me from the fight or flight response of being almost choked and drowned.

Gregory_Stein: My thighs pulse once more and my back arches a bit. Impossible as it may seem my legs seem to get bigger. You can feel the blood throbbing in the veins of my leg more as your own blood flow slows almost to a crawl. I look down and notice your cock, erect as it comes above the water. I pet your head and suddenly I twist my hips so that my cock explodes. Sending thick bursts of cum onto your face. Stinging your eyes. Dripping into your mouth a bit. Grunting like a satisfied animal. My panted breaths shout "You gonna blow that fucking beast before you fade out?"

ChokeOut: Those thighs harden even more, pressing on my neck as I feel like my head is just a melon for crushing as I can hear my own heartbeart in your thighs from the pressure being put on my head and neck..... I gasp out as I see, hear and feel your orgasm, that thick ropes of cum hitting my head and face, painting me with it as I moan being given a Greg Facial. My eyes close over, stinging and cum soaked as I reach down and grab my cock, still under water as I start to jerk off.... my hand stroking frantically before you force me to sleep. You can see the panic in my cum soaked, bloodshot red stinging eyes.

Gregory_Stein: As you start to stroke i ease up on the pressure just a bit. Its clear I'm gonna put you out, but its also clear I want that explosion first. I pet your head and practically moan with pleasure. "aaah that's the stuff Chokes. Get off before you go out."

ChokeOut: I moan, and my breathing becoming more and more laboured.... my balls churning as my abs heave inward...... with my free hand I grab your solid hard tree trunk thigh and moan out.... "Nnnngghhhhhhhhhhhh!" as I start shooting ropes of cum into the pool water.... not worried about having to clean it as I continue to buck my hips and shoot more and more...... "nnghhhh fuuuuck...... ok... you got what you wanted..... let me go......."

Gregory_Stein: You struggle to get the words out after you shoot. I pet your head. "Good boy." I ease up the pressure a bit. Perhaps to make you think I'm going to release you, but after a brief moment the vice snaps shut even tighter than before. "Just float away, Chokes. I'll make sure you don't drown while you take a fucking nap."

ChokeOut: your thighs release as I gasp for air.... dragging in deep breathes before SLAM! Your thick thighs slap shut around my neck, squashing like a power I've never felt and you growl to sleep..... my hands slapping mad as my body goes dizzy and numb..... my hands slowing as they slide off your thighs and into the water.... floating, asleep, crushed.... its a wonder those thighs didn't snap my neck the power coming out of them.

Gregory_Stein: Once your body goes limp and just floats, I release you. I grab you by the hair, pull you to your feet and throw you over my shoulder. Look back and smile at the floating cum . Carry you over to the padded bench. Lay you gently on it. Your arms dangling off either side. I reach into my bag and pull out a Sharpie. I dry your chest and then write. 'That was fun. Let's do it again. Sorry bout the mess in the pool.'

Gregory_Stein: Then I grab one of the official Lights out lounge towels, wrap it around me and leave you alone as I exit with a big grin.

Published: 2026-05-06, viewed 169 times.

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