THE HIGH TABLE

The underground fight club’s old-school boxing ring vibrated under the roar of the bloodthirsty crowd. Tonight was payback night. Weeks earlier, Uncle Thomas had dominated Dan in the cage, taken him out, and bred him raw on the canvas. Tonight, in the ring, Dan Freyr-Sullivan was out for revenge and ass.

Uncle Thomas, 33 years old, 6’0”, 264 pounds of sculpted power (45” chest, 40” waist, 16” biceps, 26” thighs), stood in his corner in bright gold trunks that clung to his massive bulge and big balls, black wrist bands, and gold and black boots. The champion cage fighter looked confident, flexing his thick arms, ready to wrestle and ground-and-pound again.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan, 45 years old, 5’9”, 186 pounds of hairy, tattooed, battle-hardened muscle (49” chest, 33” waist, 18” biceps, 28” thighs), paced in his new silver trunks, black wrist bands, and black and silver boots. His shaved head gleamed, ginger moustache and beard framed a savage grin, and the steel PA in his thick 9” uncut cock was already half-hard at the thought of revenge. His low-hanging balls swung heavy as he rolled his thick neck.

They met at center ring, forehead to forehead, eyes blazing.

Thomas smirked down at the shorter man. “Back for more, old man? The bitch boss back for another ride on the French stallion? Last time I had you leaking my cum on the mat. Tonight, I’ll do it again — rag-doll that hairy ass and breed you twice as hard.”

Dan snarled, shoving his hairy chest into Thomas’s. “Big mistake comin back, pretty boy. That cage win was a fluke. Tonight, I’m gonna beat the champion out of you with my fists, pin yer big ass, and finally collect what’s owed. I’m fuckin that tight wrestler hole until yer the one beggin and shootin hands-free like a bitch.”

Thomas laughed. “You wish, grandpa. I’ll slam you so hard your steel ring will dent the canvas.”

Dan spit at Thomas’s boots. “Keep talkin, muscle boy. When I’m done, you’ll be walkin bow-legged with my load drippin down yer thighs.”

The ref separated them. No gloves. Pure street rules in the ring. Bell rang.

Uncle Thomas

The bell rang, we run on each other and clash our muscles body with a strong neck and elbow lock, grunting on each other, trying to push down each other, we start this fight really high and strong

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

We both change like two bulls toward each other as we SLAM together! Lockin up collar and elbow...I plant my silver boots into the canvas I SHOVE into yer bigger muscled body...gruntin...growlin..."yer goin down...fucker" I growl and PUSH and SHOVE in but yer not movin...holdin onto ya I PULL ya toward me and bring a knee up aimed at yer abs!

Uncle Thomas

grunting hard, try to resist you and shove you back in the corner, I reach to step ahead, but didn't see your strong knee dig into my abs, I caught hard, breaking the lock and bend over. I shove a strong elbow into your gut

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

That knee comes up strikin yer hard abs and as ya bend over I wrap one arm around yer head pullin it TIGHT into my side in a fast side headlock grindin my arm tight around yer head into my side...I gasp out from that elbow to my gut as we move back to the corner...then twist us around and shove yer head into the top turnbuckle as I release and move back.

Uncle Thomas

the elbow hit, but not strong enough to make you break, you drive my body to the corner and smash my face on the turnbuckle hardly. I took the hit hard, and send my boot back in a mule kick right into your gut, pushing you more away from me.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I come in and move to wrap my arms around yer waist but that mulekick comes up...UUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...drivin in my gut hard...I double over..."this fucker kicks like a mule that's for sure" and stumble back across the ring catchin my breath.

Uncle Thomas

I see that my kick connect, I jump quickly on the top ropes, and fly towards you with a strong leg drop into your face

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I see ya jump up on the ropes as I raise up..."oh no ya don’t" I think and move back fast outta range as that leg comes at my face.

Uncle Thomas

I wasn't fast enough, you jump out and dodge my kick, I land hard on the mats, roll in pain towards the ropes

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I see ya land and I grin as I catch my breath...the ring shakin as ya drop and roll..."c’mere ya big muscle head" I growl and charge after ya and leap up with my right arm up and come down aimin an elbow drop at yer chest.

Uncle Thomas

I just arrived at the ropes, you are above me, smirking before landing your body on me with your elbow first into my big pecs. I cough hard on the hit and roll outside the ring, breathing hard, catching back my breath.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

That elbow hits good and hard and I roll out and back to my feet then see ya roll outside the ring breathin hard. Rememberin our fight in the cage I caint decide if this is a tactic or yer just playin it up. Either way I aint gonna let that stop me as I roll outta the ring to the floor and charge toward ya. I grab yer head in my hands and growl, "Mr. Head meet Mr. Apron!" then cock yer head back to slam it yer face down onto the ring apron.

Uncle Thomas

I feel your hand on my head again, you swing it back and forth towards the apron, I put my hand in front of me to stop myself, then throw an elbow at your face "Not this time !!!". I follow my counter by grabbing your wrist and throw you against the metal staircase of the corner.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I bring yer head down when that elbow catches me in the face! "AAAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!" I yell out then suddenly get grabbed by wrist and thrown into the metal staircase! BANGGGGGG!!!! My hairy tatted muscled body hittin the metal hard..."AAAAAWWWWWW!!!" my side catchin the edge of it as I drop to one knee...pantin and gaspin.

Uncle Thomas

I comes at you, grabbing your head, grunting, "what was you said ? huh ?! oh yeah !! Mr. Head meets Mr. Apron !!!!" smashing your face hard on the apron and roll back into the ring, the referee count us.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I get pulled up by my head and grab at ya as ya twist around and SLAMMMMMMMMM my face down on the apron! "AAAAAAUUUUGGHHHH!!!" I yell out as ya let me go and I drop to floor on my knees...my forehead busted open...just what I was gonna do to you but this tough fighter got there first. I grab at the apron pullin myself up to my feet...the blood streamin down my face as I roll back in the ring stoppin the ref's count and get to my feet turnin around to look at ya.

Uncle Thomas

Start to growl hard, watching you getting back in the ring then on your feet, as soon as you get up, I dash toward you, open my arm and give you a strong clothesline in your throat.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Just as I turn around I hear boots comin at me but too late as that clothesline SLAMSSSSSSSS across my throat...UUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH...knockin me back hard into the corner! My arms flyin up over the top ropes as I slump into the corner...blood and sweat runnin in my eyes...pantin and gaspin...I kick my right boot up in front of me at ya hopin it connects.

Uncle Thomas

Your boots was too short to reach my body, I smirk at you, enjoying the view, I step forwards, grab the middles ropes and dig my shoulder hardly into your gut BAM ! BAM ! BAM !!!!!

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

That boot hittin air...I bring one hand off the ropes and wipe at the blood in my eyes clearin it...then....OOOOOFFFFFFFF...UUUUUUFFFFFF...UUUUURRRRRRRRRGGHHHHH!!! That big shoulder RAMMIN into my gut over and over...I grab the ropes with my hands as that big muscle body drives into me...fuck this man is gonna drive me thru the ropes...I bring my arms up claspin my hands together and SLAMMMMMMMMM my fists down in a double axe blow to yer upper back!

Uncle Thomas

AAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH !!! your joined fist hit my shoulder blades hardly, I drop on one knee, my face on your bulge getting hard...."fuck !!!" I shout and grab your ankles, try to swipe your body down

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

that double axe workin as ya drop to yer knee...my abs red and flexin in and out as I pull in air and grunt and moan...that shoulder of yers could cut a man in two I think...yer face on my bulge as I grab yer head and GRIND it into my bulge..."there ya go cage boy...have a whiff of that bitch!" I taunt ya but then ya grab my ankles...."UUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!" and get yanked down on my ass into the corner still holdin yer face against my bulge...as I hit I try to yank my ankles free from yer hands so I can try and wrap em around yer head to trap it.

Uncle Thomas

I wrap my arms quickly on your waist, get back on my feet and drag you out of the corner, twisting my hips and throw your body across the ring, catching back my air, adjusting my bulge "Come on fucker !! you want another defeat ?!!!" Flex hard for the crowd.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

Ya stop me from gettin that head scissors as ya pull yer head free and drag me outta the corner by my ankles...I try and pull my boots loose when suddenly ya twist around and THROWWWWWWWWWWWW me across the ring...FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK...my 186 lbs. gettin tossed like it was nothin as I SLAM into the ropes and go thru em crashin to the floor outside!

Uncle Thomas

Catching back my breath, throwing your muscle body out of the ring is not easy, the referee start to count you out. I take a run up in the opposite ropes of you, using the momentum to slide out boot first into your face

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I land on my back hard gruntin...I gotta get back up before this monster takes me down and out...I roll over on all fours and start to raise up...suddenly that boot SLAMSSSSSSSSS into my face...AAAUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHH...my nose flattenin as blood sprays out of it and I get thrown back into the steel barrier...CLANGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!! I HOWL out as I grab at it...fuck this bitch is determined to destroy me! Somehow I manage to stay on my feet as I push away from the barrier and move around the outside the ring tryin to step a few steps ahead of ya...my face masked in crimson now...I grab at the apron to crawl back in as the ref counts...

Uncle Thomas

I saw you running away from me "Come back you bitch !!!" as you try to get back in the ring, I grab your ankles, grunt hard and drag you back outside the ring. I turn your chest on me, your back on the apron, I give you a hard chop on your pecs, the sound echoes in the arena.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

My ankles get grabbed again as I grab for the ropes but ya yank me back out....ya turn me around...that chop SMACKKKKKKKINNNNNNNNNNN across my hairy tatted pecs..."UUUUUUUFFFFFFFGGGGGH...FUCKER!" I growl as I swing my right fist up and SLAM it into yer nose hard...then grab yer head in my hands and turn us to face the corner and send yer face INTO the corner post! "Take that ya big muscle fucker!"

Uncle Thomas

Your fist hit my nose hardly, I just have time to turn around that you grab my head and smash it hardly on the metal post, I fall on the ground holding my face, checking for red couleurs, I feel my nose bleeding aa bit. I get up on my four in pain, holding the apron to get back on my feet.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I don’t wait as I grab yer head pullin ya up then RAKEEEEEEEEEEEE yer face down the apron as I snarl and growl..."YER IN MY CLASSROOM NOW FUCKER!" As we get near the next corner I stand ya up and turn ya round and swing my right fist up for a hard European uppercut aimed at yer jaw!

Uncle Thomas

this is not wrestling anymore, this is pure destruction, this guy wants more than revenge on me for the cage fight, he wants to dominate and beat me. You raking my eyes, I stumble back on the apron then you send your strong biceps on my chin with the European uppercut. I drop on my ass next to the apron, breathing hard, covering my head

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I step back and this I FLEX hard for the crowd as the ref keeps countin...tho he aint countin too fast...hard to count when ya got one hand rubbin yer fuckin bulge in yer pants...I grin and ignore that as I reach down yankin ya to yer feet and ROLL ya back in the ring followin ya in...I get ya on yer chest and SLAM my silver covered ass on yer back...I grab yer arms and pull em over my knees then grab yer chin pullin yer head back lockin in that camel clutch as I look down into yer bloody sweaty face with a grin..."looks like the BITCH is BACK, huh stud?" I smirk as I lean down and LICKKKKKKKKKKK my tongue across yer forehead!

Uncle Thomas

"Get !! off !! ME !!!" I grunt, roar, shout as you bend my muscle body backwards in this powerful camel clutch, I try to free my arms to crawl to the ropes, I feel your hard bulge on my spine growing up. fuck this bastard holding himself in the cage ?

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I keep workin that camel as I pull yer head back...my bulge tented so hard against yer spine...I growl down..."not quite so weak now huh muscle man?" it’s like ridin a wild stallion...I can feel us movin forward and don’t have far to move as ya get an arm free and grab the ropes...nice guy that I am I break the camel and climb off ya...but as I move back I grab yer gold trunks and YANK em down off yer arse and down yer legs and off completely...grinnin at ya as I move back and FLEX for the crowd again and bring yer trunks to my face sniffin deep..."mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...I just love the smell of hot muscle" I taunt ya as I toss yer trunks outta the ring.

Uncle Thomas

I grunt hard as I reach to get the ropes, the referee makes you break the hold, but you use this time to get me naked and toss away my trunk, I get myself up with the help of the ropes, an obvious hard on, looking at you "Bring it on fuckker...."

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I see that boner and big balls and grin...the smirk on my face says it all as I grab my silver trunks and RIP em off then RUSH toward ya and RAMMMMMMMMMM a shoulder to yer lower gut...yer hard cock BRUSHIN up across my sweaty hairy pecs feelin it throb as I raise up and STUFF my silver trunks in yer mouth gaggin ya...shovin ya into the corner and I start firin off hard lefts and rights to yer lower abs...yer big cock bouncin and yer big cum tanks swingin the crowd goes wild and the ref watches NOW with his big cock outta his pants and jerkin while he watches!

Uncle Thomas

I start to get really tired, I flex my abs to take the impact but your smelly silver trunk in my mouth makes me losing focus, your punches hitting my abs and gut hardly, my arms hangings on the tops ropes, I saw the ref jerking hard his cock, oh fuck I would have no help here

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I see ya hangin there on the ropes...I grin ignorin the ref and the crowd...time for me to put this big man down...I grab yer head pullin ya off the ropes and back to the center of the ring...both of sweatin hard...blood drippin down...I swing around behind ya and WRAP both my arms around yer head and neck lockin down my sleeper hold...and move in CLOSE behind ya...my cock grindin in yer muscled butt crack...I growl in yer ear..."now big man...let’s see how ya like this" I don’t wait as I pull my hips back and THRUST in hard...my 9 inch uncut meat findin yer hole and DRIVIN in ALL the way as I FLEX that sleeper hold in good and tight!

Uncle Thomas

I feel your strong arms on my neck then I gasp and shout in pain as you shove your hard 9 inch cock inside my muscle hole, raw and rough. I try to pull you out, but you shaking my body like a ragdoll, your cock head rubbing my prostate, my own cock react and get fully hard. The ref watching us, get closer and start to get on his knees sucking hard my cock. I try to focus, but I’m in a desperate position, too much lust, lack of air....I’m gonna collapse soon, I try to send some weak elbows into your ribs desperately.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I hear yer shout but I can tell it aint total pain as yer hole opens up at my rough intrusion...I start shakin yer big muscled body as I THRUST in yer ass deeper...my boots kickin at yer legs as ya send them elbows into me but I keep ya trapped knockin yer legs out as we drop slowly to the canvas...yer ass planted on my hard cock as I squeeze and FLEX the sleeper down tighter and tighter...the ref comes over with his hard dick out and checks on ya as we drop down..."that’s its big man...just take that big dick and go to sleep for me" I taunt ya in yer ear.

Uncle Thomas

I squirm in your strong hold, my hands on your arms trying to break free, but this fucker ref is too much busy on sucking my cock, he want drain my cum "OOOOHH FUUUUCCKKK !!!" you slam your hard cock on my prostate, I can’t handle it anymore, I roar and erupt my cum into the ref mouth

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I DRIVE my cock deeper in yer ass we start to drop down...focused on puttin ya out and takin that ass...too late I see the ref deep throatin yer cock and just as I yell at him..."YA ASSHOLE! THAT'S MINE!" ya suddenly BLOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW....yer load in his mouth and that just pisses me off and sends me into a rage as we DROP to the canvas...yer dick pullin outta the ref's mouth as I snarl at him..."fuckin cocksucker...yer gonna pay!" I see yer about out as I release the sleeper and pull outta ya and get to my feet and UPPERCUT the ref's jaw knockin him the fuck out as I stand over him red with rage..."FUCKER...THAT WAS MY LOAD YA BITCH!" I turn back to ya layin there and drop down on top ya grindin my ass on yer wet cock as I smack ya awake...I dint get the win but I’m damned if Imma miss a chance to have that big cock in my ass as I reach back and SHOVE it in my hairy hole all the way!

Uncle Thomas

I finally reach to breath some fresh air, you punching the ref and the bell ring your disqualification. but you are not done with me, you lay me on my back and wake me up, before I could say aw shit, you block my wrist and ride my still hard cock like a beast, I can’t even resist being in that muscle hole again.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

The announcer calls it..."WINNER BY DQ....UNCLE THOMAS!" The fans are outraged at this as the ref starts to come to and rolls outta the ring in fear after what happened...but I ain't payin him no attention I start ridin that big cock of yers hard and rough...my hands grabbin yer sweaty pecs maulin em as I growl..."FUCKKKKK...GONNA KILL THAT REF...NOW FUCK ME AND BREED ME GOOD AND HARD DAMNIT!" Ya can see the hurt on my face at the DQ but also the lust in my eyes as I won’t be denied yer cock or yer load cause I know ya can blow huge loads and Imma take this one even if it kills me!

Uncle Thomas

I scream in pain as you dig your fingers into my beaten pecs, the bell rang a while now, but no one want interrupt you of using me, they saw what happened to the ref. fuck you turning me in your human dildo. I can’t think, I just have to do as you say.... "Take it fucker !!!" I grab your hips and slam my hard cock deep inside you, impaling your muscle hole on my shaft.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

My fingers DIGGIN into yer meaty pecs like I’m tryin to CLAW em off yer chest as I ride and bounce up and down on that cock...takin every inch and feel it DRIVIN into me like a piston...that thick cock pulsin and throbbin...literally tears runnin down my face...both from losin but more from the intense pleasure I get from ridin that cock of yers...not sure if yer my human dildo or I’m just yer jobber fuckboy but right now all I care about it takin that cock and gettin this hot fuckin stud off and make him breed my ass as I yell out, "DO IT STUD!!! FUCKIN BREED ME HARD ROUGH AND DEEP! OWN THAT ASS BIG MAN!"

Uncle Thomas

I can just roar in pain "HERE I CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMM !!!!" roaring and spraying my cum inside your hole as you order, breeding your muscle ass and pants hard, spreading my arms and legs.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I SLAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM my hairy ass down on that thick cock as ya BLOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW...blastin a HUGE load of mancum DEEP in my ass...rope after rope of hot thick fighter cum breedin me...ownin me...claimin me...the crowd cheerin at the sight...I collapse on top of ya as yer spent cock at least for now slides outta me and my bloody sweaty bearded face falls on yer big pecs as I let em go and lay there pantin and gaspin, "fuckkkkkkk...congrats...champ...that...shoulda...been...my...win...but....fuckkkkkkkkkkk" I gasp as I just lay there on top of ya and grab yer arms wrappin em around me.

Uncle Thomas

"you fucking beat me buddy.....I didn't...won...." collapse of exhaustion under your smelling body, empty balls and beaten muscles, arms and legs spread out like aa starfish.

Dan Freyr-Sullivan

I hear yer words as we lay there...I manage a grin..."next time...I...wanna...real...win...stud..." I gasp as I finally raise up and get to my feet pullin ya up with me into a tight hug and deep kiss as the fans cheer! I break the kiss and take yer hand as I walk us outta the ring and up the aisle to the locker room to the cheers of the crowd.

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