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Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I’m halfway through my workout in the empty gym I work out in. I pound out a few reps on the bench press, sit up and notice a guy walk through the door. I look away then glance back, staring at the way his muscles bounce with each step
Connor_Chuff: ...
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: Want something different?
Connor_Chuff: oh shit, i thought you had dipped
Connor_Chuff: Walking in, there's no one here. There's some guy benching, but like I said, no one. I decide to go to the dumbbells, need to warm up. Looking in the mirror with my cut off, I look wide, take a moment, and I begin my own reps.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I continue to stare at you while you pump out reps in front of the mirror. You catch me looking and I quickly look away, lay back down on the bench and start to crank out a few more reps
Connor_Chuff: I'm admiring myself until I notice this loser looking at me. I ignore it and up the weight. I honestly need a bit more, so I look around, eyeing a barbell next to the loser pumping out his baby reps. Form is off even. But I don't say anything, just make my way to the barbell so I can get a good weight going.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I finish out the 10 reps and rack the bench. I slide off the side of the bench and bump into you while you grab the weight “My bad bro”
Connor_Chuff: "What the FUCK did you just say to me?"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I turn to you confused “I said my bad bro, calm the fuck down”
Connor_Chuff: I give you a look that makes the room feel colder. I can see it on your face, did you just gulp? "You can make it up to me, if you'll just do me a favor and go pick up that weight you were benching, I need it for my curls."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “You’re gonna…curl my…bench weight?” I say to you surprised and impressed, standing there in shock
Connor_Chuff: "No bro, I need your help...Are you seriously going to hit me in the gym and not help me? Gotta say, that's fucked."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Alright bro, I got ya” I stand over the bench, grabbing the barbell with my weight on it, taking it over to you in front of the mirror
Connor_Chuff: I grab it, easily supporting the weight...looks like 165...I keep from scoffing, just barely. "I need you to lock your arms on top of it? Let me know when you're ready, and then I'm going to flex to warm up , but I need you to keep your arms locked if it's going to work, got it?" I raise an eyebrow looking you dead in the eyes. I can see you take in my handsome good looks. I smirk.
Connor_Chuff: 
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I stare at your body, admiring the muscles I wish I had. I do as I’m told locking my arms on the bar, hoping I just found a new workout partner “how’s this?” I glance down and catch your bulge then my eyes dart back up to your face
Connor_Chuff: "Were you just looking at my dick?" My arms flex as I said they would. But with your arms now locked, I curl, your body begins to lift. Anyone would know the risk of this type of lifting, torn tendons, ripped biceps - but I don't give a shit. I want to look this worm in the face - and he's so short I need to lift him up to eye level. "Answer me!" My biceps are veined, enough effort that veins erupt in my upper chest, looking like a gps with every route option at once. My eyes turn and my mouth sneers into your face.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: My jaw drops when you call me out for looking down. My body is lifted up, getting a clear view of your veins running through your body “uhhhh NO bro I didn’t! I was just uh looking down at my feet” I look down afraid to look you in the eyes
Connor_Chuff: "Look at me - NOW." I command, waiting for you to take me in before I bring the weight down.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I immediately look up at you, my body quivering “I didn’t bro” continuing to deny it
Connor_Chuff: "Look at my body - tell me what you see..."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Uhhhhh muscle, lots of muscle”
Connor_Chuff: I let the weight drop, and then bring up my arms. They flex, bulge, sights to behold. I look past you into the mirror and get a good look. "You some kind of bitch?" - I'm still admiring myself.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I continue to stare “bitch? No I’m no bitch bro. I’m a bro just like you”
Connor_Chuff: "Oh, then you'll get into the ring with me?" I say, eyebrows raised again, my head tilts to the ring at the end of the gym. "Just some sparring of course. They have gloves if you want that."
Connor_Chuff: 
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I know I need to prove myself off this guy will work with me “yeah I’ll get in the ring. I’ve never boxed but I’m down to learn” I walk towards the ring stepping up through the ropes
Connor_Chuff: "Oh, then I'll put the gloves on - you don't have to worry about it." I say smirking, a set of gloves already making their way down my fists as I get in. "Just tell me when you want to start"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I lift my fists, putting on gloves, arms raised in a protect mode “uhhhh I’m ready when you are bro”
Connor_Chuff: I grin as I step in. There's no mercy. It's clear there wasn't even an idea of it. I throw a hard 5 punch combo, one after the other, just to see how your guard holds up, "You sure you're ready?" I say.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I manage to block a couple of the punches with my gloves but my arms are knocked away and I take a few punches to my gut hunching forward, breathing heavy already. I stand up and throw a few weak punches at you “yeah…I’m…ready bro”
Connor_Chuff: I just take your punches - it's like your not trying. "This isn't a pillow fight - don't piss me off! PUT UP THAT GUARD!" I watch as your arms go back up and I knock them down, and again, and knock em down. Laughing an evil chuckle as I can force em down over and over. "C'mon bitch, fight!" I say, as my speed increases and I've got you in the corner...
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I back up step by step with each attack on my arms. My back finally hits the corner and I use every ounce of energy and strength I have to fire punches towards your chest and guts “take that fucker!”
Connor_Chuff: You swing and your punches actually land. But they just fall onto my guard after the first two - your pattern is obvious - you lack experience. Time to punish that. "What a fucking joke!" I start to weave around them and my fist finds your ribs, left, right, left, right, then it's the side of your face. Can't lie - you look nice flopping back and forth in the corner. I push my body into yours, "How're you holding up bro? Round 1 is almost over, ok?"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: Your fists slam into my body over and over, spit flies from my mouth and I moan and groan. I lean back against the corner as your body pushes into me “uhhhhh fuck bro…your hook is brutal” my head falls forward onto your shoulder before pushing you away from me
Connor_Chuff: "No shit!" I say as you push me away, enough room for a devastating uppercut to send you back into the corner. I don't let you slump, I just come in with hook after hook, body torquing with more and more power as your head and body exchange energy with my gloves. "Damn man, this is the hardest challenge anyone's given me in a minute." I unload into you a bit more before pausing and letting my body flex in front of you. I turn to look you square in the eyes - "Ever heard of the "try not to laugh" challenge?"
Connor_Chuff: 
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: Your uppercut lifts me off the ground as I fly to the corner. My body takes brutal blows from your gloves. I continue to groan with each punch finally realizing this isn’t a little spare session. You finally pause and I sink down to my knees holding my gut, head hanging down “what the fuck bitch!” I groan
Connor_Chuff: I reach down and grab you by the side of your head, tossing you into the corner so you arms flop over the top ropes. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING BITCH??" - The combo continues, but I'm not just hitting your abs and face, now everything is fair game - NGGH TTGG FFSST PPFF TTFF NTT" Quick breaths as I unload into you, pecs, ribs, throat even just to hear you gag, arms, shoulders and lastly, rearing back - BAAAAAM -- your body lifts a bit as I pummel your nuts. I stand there in case you need to fall... I want to catch you.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Ng gah mmff gahh fuck no please no more” I yell and groan with each punch. My whole body getting pummeled by your hard punches. My torso is beet red and face is swelling. I watch you pull back, unable to move “GAAAHHHHH OHHHHHH” my body is lifted up as you hammer a fist into my nuts. I fall forward right into your arms, couching and breathing heavy while I groan in your ear
Connor_Chuff: "Too late for that - no one told you to get in this ring." I grab your shoulders and send 3 alternating knees into your nuts. "Who's the bitch here? I can't hear you?"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “UYUHHHH OHHHHHH FUCKKKKK WHY!!” I groan and whimper with each knee. My legs give out now using you to hold myself up “uhhhhh fucker!”
Connor_Chuff: "Oh you never want me to stop, do you?" I bite at my gloves and they go flying. "Fine." I grab your hair and spin you around, my arms, the thick muscle that had curled you and your bench earlier, cut into your lower abs, squeezing. I lean in next to your ear, sweetly, "Time to fly.." I wrench you back and send you flying over me into a devastating german suplex. I hear you crashing as I get up and saunter over to you, but then start posing for myself in the mirror.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: You easily spin me as I can barely stand. Your thick arms wrap around me, crushing my gut. I’m lifted up and my back slams hard into the canvas. I lay there spread eagle groaning as you flex over me. Gasping for air, I roll to my side trying to get to my hands and knees
Connor_Chuff: I watch you roll over and my shoes BAM BAM BAM crash into your hands, laughing as it looks like you're going to fall onto your face. "I put my foot under it just in case, giving you a glimpse of your future.
Connor_Chuff: 
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “AAAHHHGGGGG” I scream out as you crush my hands. I fall face first to the ground, face falling right onto your foot, ass up in the air, whole body aching “let me go bro”
Connor_Chuff: "You're not begging for it" I reach down and lift you up like a sack of potatoes - I let go and spin you again, arms back where they were. "Do you want to go again?" - I tense my forearms into your abs just to make it clear I'm serious...
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Begging…for…what” I barely get the words out through the gasping for air and pain in my body
Connor_Chuff: "Guess so..." I flip you over me again, BAAAAM your back slams into the mats, but this time, I don't release. Instead I roll with your battered body in my grip, "BEG OR WE GO AGAIN"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Uuuhhhh GUUUHHHH!” Groaning in pain as my back slams back into the ground “please please no more please”
Connor_Chuff: I stand with you again, your body feels almost lifeless, just flopping. "Do you call that begging? I want to hear you BEG! Connor's my name, scream it!" I clench back into your destroyed abs, loving this feeling of dominance, how helpless you are, how unimportant it is if you beg or not - I'll do what I want.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Uuhhhh please CONNOR PLEASE NO MORE! I CANT TAKE ANYMORE IM BEGGING YOU!” I whimper and beg stuck in your arms
Connor_Chuff: "Almost - but tell me who your superior is...your king..." I squeeze and lift you slowly, making sure you know your time is VERY limited.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “You are now let me go!!!!” My body swings left to right in your arms
Connor_Chuff: I smirk. I twist and you go flying. Your body crashes loudly. "Fine- I have other ways to teach you." I reach down and grab, then lift, your moaning whining form. Racking you as my hand goes to your cock and neck, pulling you down hard across my back. "THIS IS NICE"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: My body hits the ground and I lay there motionless until I’m pulled back up tossed over you like a ragdoll. I look up at the ceiling as you pull each side of my body down. “uuuhhhh please I’m sorry. You’re king Connor!” I scream and beg
Connor_Chuff: "That's too little to late - so tell me what you're going to do for me..." I bounce you a bit..."5..."
Connor_Chuff: "4..."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Anything!”
Connor_Chuff: "3..."
Connor_Chuff: "Be creative"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Anything you want”
Connor_Chuff: "2..."
Connor_Chuff: "1..."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Use me”
Connor_Chuff: I pull down HARD.
Connor_Chuff: "SCREAM IT BITCH!"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “AAAHHHHHH PLEASE WHATEVER YOU WANT TO DO TO ME! I’M BEGGING YOU!!”
Connor_Chuff: "GET HARD, NOW! I BETTER FEEL IT!"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: My chubbed cock grows in my briefs as you grab. The harder you squeeze the harder I get
Connor_Chuff: I pull on it, tugging you down. "OH YOU'RE GONNA FUCKING CUM ALREADY???" I laugh and plant you on your knees. I grab you by the back of your head and pull your face into my crotch. "Get to work"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I’m dropped down to my knees, barely conscious, my cock rock hard in my shorts. My face is pulled into your crotch, feeling the outline of your cock press against my face “fuck bro.. I’m not a fag” I breathe in your musk then groan
Connor_Chuff: I reach down and cup your chin. I pull your face up, gently, surprising - considering. I look you right in the face as my left shoe presses into your hardening cock. Then - I spit in your face. "Don't lie to me ever again."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I slowly look up at you, eyes rolling around in my head. My eyes widen and jaw drops as you crush my cock beneath your foot. You think wad of spit lands on my eye “yes…sir”
Connor_Chuff: "Who's the fag?"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: Looking up into your eyes, my cock getting crushed, my body aching “I am”
Connor_Chuff: "Use that mouth and those hands - get. to. work." I say sternly, but it's a command. Clear.
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I push my face back into your sweaty musky bulge, breathing in your manly alpha scent. Looking up at you while I lick the outline of your cock and balls
Connor_Chuff: "Fuck, hell yeah. Oh fuck that's nice." I realize you're starting to tongue my ...workout clothes and stop admiring myself in the mirror. "You better pull my pants down and start sucking." I grab the back of your head by a handful of hair to make a point. "If my cock isn't in your faggy mouth soon, I'm going to snap you in half." I tighten my grip on the back of your head, handful of your black locks.
Connor_Chuff: "5..."
Connor_Chuff: "4..."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I quickly pull your pants down. Your cock slaps me in the face. Pushed hard against it
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: My eyes go wide seeing the size of your huge white cock. I open my mouth and take in the head and start sucking
Connor_Chuff: I pull your head back, just out of reach as my cock throbs in your face.
Connor_Chuff: "3..."
Connor_Chuff: I said all of it.
Connor_Chuff: "2..."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I push my mouth down trying to take it all, making it half way down my throat
Connor_Chuff: "You better get there." I still pull on your hair, wanting to see how hard you'll go...
Connor_Chuff: "1..."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: I get 7 inches down as I gag and choke, looking up at you gagging. My eyes turning red and starting to water
Connor_Chuff: I thrust down the other inch. And then I begin to really thrust. My hands clap around your ears, fingers digging in as I use your skull as my personal fuck toy, slamming it up and down the length of my cock, watching myself in the mirror. "Use that tongue bitch!"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “GUUUUHHHNGGGG” I gag and spit shoots from my mouth all over my face as you force your entire cock balls deep down my throat. You’re BWC plows in and out of my throat, wrecking my mouth and mind. I look up at you, gooned out watching you flex over my in the mirror
Connor_Chuff: I keep fucking, my shoe going to your cock, working it. "Cum bitch. Cum in your little shorts."
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “GUUUHHHH GAAAH UHHHNNNGGG” I groan as I choke on your dick, showing no mercy on my throat. Your foot pushes harder against my cock crushing it against my body making me leak and spit up pre
Connor_Chuff: "Oh yeah!! I can feel it! You're CRUMBLING! Your such a fucking bitch! SAY IT! I want to feel it on my cock!" I work my foot faster into your crotch, pushing into your nuts, up and down your cock, and then slamming your face down the shaft of my cock, nose into my pubes as I thrust thrust thrust thrusthrusthrust!!
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: “Uuuuhhhhhhggggg” I groan onto your cock as you crush my nuts beneath your foot adding more humiliation “ummmm…aaaaa….biiiyttcchhhhgaaaahhhggggg” you slam my mouth down on your cock just as I try to speak. My nose smothered in your musky pubes, your balls pushed into my chin. I spit up coating your cock and balls in throat slime. My cock erupts in my shorts, blasting 9 ropes of thick cum into the fabric
Connor_Chuff: I toy with your cock some more and hear your pathetic blow - "Ahahaahaha - what a fucking slut!" I grab you roughly and slam you down my length holding you there as I begin to BURST into you, my alpha nut filling your throat and guts, I can feel the relentless loads adding pressure into your limited orifices. "FUCK YOU WERE EASY!"
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: My cock continues to leak as you tease my cock through my shorts. My mouth slammed back down on your cock like a toy. Throat slime covers my face. Your cock swells in my throat before you blast your alpha load in my mouth. I swallow what I can, some of it shoots from my nose and mouth covering my face
Connor_Chuff: You leak and your leakage drips down. "Aw fuck, not on the shoes...clean it up, show me what a bitch you are and lick those shoes clean..." I let your head drop to the canvas, my right foot on the back of your neck while I scoot the left up to your mouth, "Clean it." My cock is dripping onto your back as I wait...
Alex_Claremont-Diaz: You pull your cock from my mouth and I gasp for air, my eyes glazed over, rolling around in my head. My face is pushed down to your workout shoe and I start to lick up my own cum without hesitating fully giving into your demands
Connor_Chuff: "Oh nice. Good thing I know the owner, can't wait to watch this back on the security cameras." I bring my arms up into a double bicep pose, flexing over you as I feel your tongue scraping at my shoe.
Connor_Chuff: END
Published: 12 days ago, viewed 96 times.
Hard Sword Sameer
11 days agoHot match boys! The action was awesome and Conner looks fab with all the hot posing!
Freaker
11 days agoHow a simple gym confrontation can quickly turn into a ruthless lesson in dominance. Connor is dangerous from the moment he enters the ring, and Alex’s confidence disappears punch by punch. The boxing, suplexes and constant pressure give the scene real impact, while the security-camera ending adds a nasty final twist. . Thank you for sharing this violent story in THE HIGH TABLE
Kad Royce
12 days agoBig moment of tension, really! I loved the dynamic between you two: Connor who imposes his power without ever slowing down, Alex who tries to hold on but gets overwhelmed little by little. The rhythm is nervous, visual, you can feel every surge of pressure. You created a real character duel, brutal and controlled. Well done to both of you, it clicks and stays in the lead.