THE HIGH TABLE
Established: 2023-11-17
Chat room: #BARBARUS
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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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Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
I heard about a guy who organizes deathmatches where anything goes and sex is strongly encouraged. I looked into the location, knowing who to ask for this kind of information, and was told about an old swimming pool that had been converted into a fighting arena. Fighters battle in the largest pool, and only one survives. According to my contacts, objects are sometimes thrown at us, or there are objects in the pool if we want to inflict more pain. Without hesitation, I went that evening to this gloomy, dimly lit place—the perfect spot to kill my opponent—wondering who I would face. I went inside, gave them the code my informant had given me, and signed up immediately, having brought nothing but a pair of white briefs for the occasion. They show me the changing rooms and I quickly go to change and prepare myself mentally, wondering who my opponent will be and whether he will be handsome enough to excite me?
BAKOF:
I've known this Marine man for years and I know all about his shady business dealings. But I admit it’s an easy and fun way to make money sometimes. And now was one of those times. I needed dollars. The old, huge swimming pool was the new battle arena. Only one fighter could leave there alive. The Marine man didn’t tell me who I’d be facing tonight, not even when the rich, betting spectators arrived. I stepped into the pool wearing my blue compression shorts, my torso bare, just like every time I saw you. A man older than me, muscular and looking experienced. He had to be good because he had lived through all the fights behind him and emerged victorious and survived. I raised my arms above my head, flexing my arms and bouncing my pecs.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
I stepped out of the pool and saw my opponent, a young Black man as tall and muscular as me, his body tattooed and his gaze steely despite his striking good looks. When I see you tense your muscles and flex your pecs, I can't help but admire the sight, but I mustn't let myself get distracted. I shake my head and walk towards you, chest out and hands on my hips, staring straight into your eyes as I think to myself that you're even more handsome up close. It would be a shame to kill you, and honestly, I don't care about the money; I just need to feed my inner beast of violence. "Ready to be slaughtered? Know that I will show you no mercy."
BAKOF:
I smirk as i hear your threatening words. it is clear you have done this many times before as you try to scare the shit out of me. i grab my huge bulge showing you the outline of my giant 12-inch anaconda. "listen old man, unless you want my anaconda swallows you, you better run away while you still can". I put my hand on your shoulder and push you away from me staring at your eyes. "let the show begin". i step back and spin around. raising my leg to the air i aim a hard flying kick into your chest sending you reeling backwards, against the tiled wall of the pool.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
When I see your hand clearly pointing out the monster you have between your legs, I automatically lick my lips, feeling ridiculous with my 25 cm. But you quickly bring me back to reality by pushing me away and looking at me. I see you pivot, and the tree trunk that serves as your leg comes crashing down on my chest. "Oof, that hits hard!" I stumble back violently to the pool's tiled wall, hearing the crowd taking bets while they scream at the sight of that first blow. I use the wall for leverage and run towards you to land a powerful punch right in your abs, wanting to test you before things get serious.
BAKOF:
I moan and fold, receiving your surprisingly hard punch into my flexed abs. my mouth drops open and my face gets darker. then i smile again. i lift my back straight and grab my balls. "not too bad, man". i rush forward and surge on you wrapping my arms around your hips. i lift your struggling body up from the floor and shove my knee between your legs as i throw you on your back against the dirty floor of the pool.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
I see that I've hurt you and it makes me smile, but that smile is short-lived when you smile and grab me, lifting me as if I weigh nothing. I barely have time to place my hands on your arms to feel the hardness of your muscles before my back is propelled to the pool floor, some of the tiles shattering under the impact. It's a hard blow, but I've taken worse. I growl "you're strong, I admit it" while looking at you bloodthirstyly before extending my leg so that my foot can explode that cock and balls you're so proud of.
BAKOF:
you go to the most obvious counterstrike, aiming my huge bulging balls and cock, an easy target, i get that. your foot is approaching fast to my most sensitive part of my body. i close my thick thighs trapping your leg between them. blocking it tightly just few inches from my balls. "good try. but not good enough" i grab a tight hold of your trapped leg, just below your knee and hit the elbow of my free arm hard against your knee cap. i hear that dry cracking sound as i release your leg. not sure if my strike was hard enough to cause any damage, but i am sure it hurted you.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
I see my foot trapped; I should have realized it would have been too easy. I was reckless, and I feel like I'm going to regret it. I see you grab my leg and raise your elbow before bringing it down with a dull thud followed by a scream of pain. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH," I slam my leg against the ground as you release it, gritting my teeth in pain, feeling your blow about to knock me off balance. "You're dead, you little bitch." Instead of rising like a true, noble, and dignified fighter, I stay on the ground and quickly turn to face you, delivering a shoulder charge right to your abs. I try to pull myself up, using my still-intact leg to lift you over me and send you tumbling onto your back.
BAKOF:
you are tougher than i expected. more experienced than me. i land on my back with a loud thud on the dirty surface of the pool floor. for a moment i am dazed as i try to crawl backwards using my elbows. i see your furious face as you walk slowly closer until my head hits the wall. no way to escape. fuck. all of a sudden i raise my leg up and send a devastating kick from the ground into your exposed groin, crushing your big balls.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
With my head down, I see your leg coming, violently crushing my testicles and launching me off the ground with a resounding "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGHHH." By reflex I quickly squeeze my thighs together, blocking your foot on my package to grab your head and smash your backside against the wall tiles before stepping back, holding my balls, hoping I've stunned you enough to tell you to recover a little, breathing heavily while my torso is bent forward.
BAKOF:
you are just like those white guys back in uganda where i met marine man for the first time. my head was hammered against the floor. many times. i got used to. got used to fight even when dazed. just trusting my instincts. i get up. my vision is blurry. fuck the vision, it will come back. my face emotionless when the beast inside me wakes up. i stand up, feel the taste of blood in my mouth as i jump on you. send my arm between your legs and wrap my fingers around your bulge. my head hits your chest as i snap grab of your balls, sinking my fingertips into your meat. twist them hard, stretching them out of your body putting those fragile cords in test.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
When you stand, I feel like I'm facing a different person; that steely gaze seems to have become as hot as an erupting volcano. I see you pounce on me like a wild animal to grab my bulge, I feel your fingers digging into my flesh and I start screaming like a madman while the crowd roars with excitement at such a fight. Luckily, my husbands love attacking my balls; I've become resilient over time, but this guy has incredible strength. I resist by clenching both my hands to keep from screaming, and I grab your head with both hands to headbutt you several times right on your nose, wanting to smash it in and force you to let go of this already badly damaged area.
BAKOF:
after your third headbutt i finally release your bruised balls and stumble backward. my nose is bleeding. the blood is running down into my mouth making my cock hard in my blue shorts. i can see you have noticed that too. man, i admit it is huge. suddenly i pull down my shorts and throw them to your face. my giant anaconda jumps out, swinging wildly between my legs just above my lowhanging black balls. "time to fight like men, like warriors of my tribe". my face still has no expressions. its serious. emotionless as i walk to you. i wrap my arms around your head and look at you. no smile. no emotions i hit my forehead into your nose and pull u closer to me. my knee is already coming. it´s coming fast and landing hard on your balls, over and over again as my arms keep your body against mine.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
I see you bleeding, and it doesn't detract from your beauty at all; on the contrary, you're even more beautiful like this. And even though you've wrecked my balls, I can't help but get a raging hard-on when you throw your briefs at my head. I grab them and sniff a little before dropping them. Without waiting, I pull off my white briefs to reveal my hard cock, already glistening with precum. I feel your strong, muscular arms around me, and I can feel every muscle against my skin, your muscles are so taut. I take your forehead right in the nose, which explodes, sending a trail of blood spraying down your chest and face. Then I start screaming, grabbing your shoulders while your knee repeatedly crushes my balls, making me release even more precum. With the third devastating knee strike, I trap your leg between my thighs with one hand while I use my foot close to yours to trip you and push you with all my weight to make you fall on your back, wanting to crush you with my 120 kg before I start to smash your magnificent balls with knee strikes, not stopping under any pretext.
BAKOF:
i scream in pain as i land on the ground and receive your knee into my nuts over and over again. for the first time in my life i am worried i could lose my manhood today. the pain is almost uncontrollable, my cock is shooting precum on my chest. "is this my end?", i think to myself as i don´t find any way to escape from the devastating end of my manhood. i lift both of my legs up and wrap them suddenly around your waist as i close them tightly. i can see your surprised eyes when i turn to my side, pulling you down to the ground. my legs, those two hungry pythons, coil tighter around your core, increasing pressure below your ribcage, not allowing you to fill your lungs. my thighs want to drill all the way into your spine as we struggle on the floor. i see marine man shaking his head and stroking his bulge as he is watching our lethal fight. I turn my face down to see your head against my ripped abs. i lift my arm and hit my elbow into the crown of your head. twice.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
Your screams are music to my ears; I'm intoxicated by your cries as much as by your masculine scent, that black man's scent that drives me wild with lust and desire. But I'm here to destroy you, and nothing will stop me from emerging victorious from this fight. I see in your eyes that you're panicking, and I know my victory is assured, but suddenly your gaze regains its usual confidence, and you manage to wrap those enormous leg muscles around my waist. It's rare that I'm impressed, but your legs remind me of two massive tree trunks while your anaconda rubs against my pecs. You flip me onto my back without the slightest difficulty, and I feel your legs tighten like steel vises, forcing me to cry out in pain. Your sweat drips onto me, and your scent intensifies. You smell so good; I'd almost want to lick your perfect abs if I didn't feel my ribs being crushed little by little by your deadly grip. I resist as much as I can, but I know your strength is equal to mine, though your youth gives you the advantage. I take two elbow strikes to the top of my head, and I know that if I don't react immediately, it will be the end for me. I reach behind your legs and grab your cock with one hand and your balls with the other before twisting and crushing them as hard as I can, knowing that if you continue, you risk breaking me in two.
BAKOF:
my thighs keep on sinking deeper into your spine when you snap a tight hold of my cock and balls. i struggle and writhe under your trying to get free but you are determined. my cock starts to throb in your hand and when you pull my big balls i shoot a huge load of cum. the harder u squeeze and stretch my balls the more cum i shoot between us. but this is something i got used in uganda. one load is not enough to take BAKOF down. i twist my legs and shove my elbow into your neck. i feel your body reacting, shaking as i push you away, hitting another shot with my elbow into your side. you release your hold of my cock and balls. i jump on you pushing you down on the ground and slide my hand around your balls. my other hand strokes your leaking cock. "cum while u still can", i hiss and twist your nuts trying to rip them off from your body. your cock is throbbing. "you like this, dont you?"
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
I crush and twist your balls mercilessly, feeling my ribs slowly break. I feel you thrash about and think this is finally the moment I'm going to beat you, but instead I see you ejaculate, and the more I torture you, the more you ejaculate, seeing that magnificent white sperm on your dark skin, a stunning contrast. I've finally secured my victory; having made you ejaculate, you've lost much more strength—or so I thought, until I feel you push my head away with one hand before bringing your elbow down on the back of my neck. The impact is violent, and you've hit me in the wrong place. My whole body trembles as if from an electric shock. Before I can react, you push me back, giving me another blow to the side, forcing me to release your crotch, my hand covered in semen. I see your bulk coming towards me and covering my chest as you sit on top of me while you grab my balls and pull, wanting to rip them off, while your hand expertly strokes me with pro-like skill. I scream in pain, I'm suffering, and even though I wouldn't admit it, I love it. "No, not that, fuck, you dirty whore, don't... don't... please," I scream and groan like an animal as I come on your hand, my balls throbbing in agony. In a last desperate attempt, I try to lift my legs to wrap around your waist and crush your ribs, wanting to break you in two while my hands try to grab your thighs to spread them as wide as possible, seeing that my hands seem "normal" in the face of such thighs.
BAKOF:
You're determined and you want to destroy me. You've already come close twice—I can't fail, not now that I have your big balls in my hands. Those oval organs that make a man a man can also be his undoing. Like spears, I push my fingers deeper into the tough, springy ball meat, feeling how they gradually begin to lose their shape. I’m so close. I clench my teeth and pour all my strength into your balls, still hanging on, until a small snap tells me the outer membrane has ruptured and your balls go limp. I twist them over 180 degrees, trying to sever the thin cords connecting them to your body. Your cock is still in my other hand, which mercilessly continues its stroke. "I’ve got you!" I shout in a primal, tribal scream as I feel my fingertips touch each other inside your balls.
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
No matter how hard I squeeze your ribs, I haven't weakened you enough for that, and the pain you inflict is unbearable. I release my legs, feeling my skin tear. I place my hands on your back and start screaming in agony. When you twist them 180 degrees, it's too much for me. I slap your back, yelling, "YOU GOT ME, YOU GOT ME, STOP, MERCY, STOP!" But it's too late. You start screaming as you feel your fingertips touch, and I begin to come again. The scream continues and grows louder as you straighten your body while I scream until my vocal cords burst, and the audience sees you proudly holding my balls. I pound the ground in pain; I've been castrated alive. I should feel so humiliated, scared, terrified, but I can only admire my tormentor. His muscles, glistening with sweat, make him look particularly bestial. I drop my head back, the hole where my testicles were radiating a pain I can no longer endure.
BAKOF:
When a man’s masculinity breaks, everything about him breaks. i release my grip from the empty shreds of your balls and set your cum-soaked cock free. i look up at the Marine man, and he gives me a thumbs-down. i push you to the ground on your stomach and climb on top of your hairy body. my 30-cm anaconda is already on its way into your cave, pushing through your loosened defenses. deep. all the way to your lower abdomen. my hips rise and fall above you as I violently drill into your blood-dripping opening. i take you like a male lion takes his female, without lust, without tenderness, just to fill your throbbing cave with thick african sperm. finally, i stiffen on top of you, my hands gripping your head firmly as i lift my face to the sky and scream in my orgasm. my hands make a sudden movement to the side and then snap back over 180 degrees until a dry crack tells me your neck has snapped and your body goes limp. i lie on top of you for a moment before getting up, my balls swollen from your thrusts and my cock dripping my last few drops. "BAKOF finally defeated the white man." i get up, patting your buttocks. "you were one of the strongest fighters i’ve ever met."
Luke_Freyr-Sullivan:
The pain is excruciating, yet I'm excited to see this. I feel you've defeated me, broken me, humiliated me. You look at Marine, and he doesn't seem pleased because I see you turn me over and start to position your anaconda at the entrance of what used to be my balls. I barely have time to think, "Isn't he going to fuck me that way?" before I feel your cock slide into me through a completely unnatural hole. I'm in pain, I'm still suffering despite everything, but I know it's the end, I'm going to die in the arms of this handsome black man, it's almost an honor. I feel you fucking me and I let down my last defenses; if I have to die, I might as well give myself one last pleasure before leaving this earth. I spread my legs as wide as I can, screaming: "Go on, my handsome black lion, fuck your white whore, I'm your little white slut, I belong to you!" I feel you're violent and that your only goal is to empty yourself, but damn, I love it. My head is getting heavy, I can hardly think straight, I feel your movements quicken, and when you grab my head with both hands, screaming with orgasm, I feel that your hands aren't there to caress me. It's the end. I try to scream "THANK YOU SO MUCH!" at the top of my lungs before hearing the last sound of my life, the suspicious crack of my neck. My body collapses, and I can still see you even though my torso is lying on the ground. My African warrior has defeated me. This handsome black man, with a body worthy of the most powerful gods, has made me his white whore, and I loved it. I lie lifeless on the ground while Marine and the crowd cheer, some hoping the newcomer will be able to defeat the ebony giant and win their bets.
BAKOF:
shaking the hand of marine man i turn to crowd and flex my arms. I let out a triumphant roar from the stands, howling like a wolf and raising my eyes to the sky. "Remember, my name is BAKOF." I step out of the pool with a wicked, mocking smile on my face.
END
Published: 2026-05-23, viewed 84 times.
Freaker
19 days agoThis fight is wild, powerful, and really memorable. Luke comes across as dangerous, experienced, and proud, the kind of fighter who believes he can survive anything. But Bakof is incredible here: young, fierce, physical, and almost unstoppable once the beast inside him wakes up. The whole combat feels like a savage clash of pride, strength, and survival. Muscle Marine also adds a great dark touch to the story, because he represents the cruel world around the fight: the bets, the danger, and the brutal rule that only one man leaves the pool alive. Great story and fight we are happy to share in THE HIGH TABLE
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Luke Freyr-Sullivan
18 days ago(In reply to this)
I confess I was overconfident, or perhaps blinded by my opponent's beauty, but what an honor it was to face him and have my balls slowly ripped off by this ebony warrior.
But I don't want to stop there, I need my revenge, I want to show him that I can destroy him, humiliate him, degrade him, rape him after making him orgasm, and finally kill him slowly, very slowly, so that he has time to regret what he made me suffer.
MuscleMarine
19 days agoJust read his name and BACK-OFF... while you still have the chance.
Clearly, Luke did neither read well, nor did he understand that it would be the end of the road for him.
Such brutality! Wow!
Luke Freyr-Sullivan
18 days ago(In reply to this)
I had read about it and I know the term "back off" well, even though I speak French, but how could I have resisted this magnificent African fighter? His body is laser-sculpted, he has a deep and intense gaze, a luscious mouth, a color that drives me absolutely crazy, and he is as much a killer in the ring as he is a respectful man outside of it; just remembering what we went through together excites me.
I'm glad you enjoyed this brutality, and that's thanks to you, but I want my revenge, and this time I'll be the one to kill him.
Dream Breaker
19 days agoI can't remember the last time I read about such an intense and brutally violent fight between two men. It was impossible to predict the winner right up until the very end; the fight was truly evenly matched and brutal. And just when it looked like one of the fighters might defeat the other, the other managed to turn the tables. Gentlemen, you did an incredible job; you kept the fight thrillingly suspenseful right until the end. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
Luke Freyr-Sullivan
19 days ago(In reply to this)
Thank you for this comment; it gave me goosebumps.
I can only thank MuscleMarine for introducing me to BAKOF and thank BAKOF for being such an incredible opponent while also being a very respectful man outside the ring. I recommend him to anyone who isn't afraid of pain and death.
Dan Freyr
19 days agoHOLY FUCK!!!!! NOW THIS IS WHAT MEN FIGHTIN IS ALL ABOUT FOR ME! NO FANCY SETTIN...NOTHIN BUT AN EMPTY FILTHY POOL AND TWO MEN TURNED ON BY EACH OTHER AND WHO BOTH WANT TO DOMINATE AND DESTROY THE OTHER ONE AS BRUTALLY AS POSSIBLE!
FUCKIN HOT WILD BATTLE AND THE AFTERMATH WAS INCREDIBLE GUYS! THIS IS WHAT FIGHTIN IS ALL ABOUT!
YOU BIG MUSCLE GUYS ARE LIKE IDOLS TO SHORT MEN LIKE ME! THIS IS ALREADY GOIN IN MY FAVORITE MATCHES BOOK!
BRAVO TO BOTH LUKE AND BAKOF HERE! I ABSOLUTELY LOVED THIS!!!!!!
Luke Freyr-Sullivan
19 days ago(In reply to this)
Thanks for your comment, my darling husband.
With BAKOF, it was a bit of a provocation, and then straight to a fight, a violent fight in a dirty place, perfect for receiving all the blood we lost, especially me. Being violated by that anaconda in my newly created cunt was both exciting and humiliating.
Don't underestimate yourself, my love. You already defeated me in our first fight (and you imprisoned my heart in your love), and I'm sure you can beat and destroy BAKOF. He'll destroy you too, and you'll be nothing but pieces once the fight is over, but I'm sure you can beat him.