THE HIGH TABLE

TORIN ROOK:

Throughout my life, all I knew was fighting but never knew why. When you were orphaned for as long as you remember, you think that you were unwanted, and an abusive foster home didn't help either. Now all I wanted to do was to fight and get enough cash to live more comfortable. For now, I've taken up this abandoned two story home that seems big enough for a decent family. Most of the stuff is gone except some left behind kitchen tools, some living room furniture and even a mattress left behind in one of the upstairs bedroom that looked like a angsty teen used to sleep in. I was laying on the mattress after coming back from one of my street fights and earning cash. I was laying back as I was counting the cash in a tired fashion. 497....498....499...500 dollars. Good enough to keep me fed for a couple weeks before needing more...

THE STEPHEN:

 A couple of years have passed since I slaughtered the entire family as ordered. Only the youngest child managed to hide, and I wasn’t paid the full reward at the time, not until every last member of the family was gone from this world. Then luck seemed to smile on me. I got a tip about the boy’s whereabouts. The time had come to cash in my reward check in full.

A couple of days later, I was ready. I saw the boy walk into the house where he was staying. He was covered in bruises and contusions. Someone had wanted to do to him what I had intended to do: eliminate him. I waited until the light in the window went out, forced the door open, and crept upstairs where the boy was apparently sleeping. I opened the door carefully. The young man was lying on a mattress, a wad of cash beside him. Something shifted in my pants as I stepped right up next to him, dressed in my tactical suit.

I crouched down and placed my hand on his chest. No reaction. I slid my hand between his legs; something hardened beneath my palm. I grinned. Soon it would all be over

TORIN ROOK:

I was out like a light a couple minutes later after I had counted the last of my cash. I was on my back and fully exposed to whoever might be inside. You find me laying in just my black boxers as I snored softly. You touch my crotch and feel that my semi erected 9 inch twink cock was filling my tight boxers. For a guy with small muscles, I was also hung.

THE STEPHEN:

My smile gets wider when I notice how your cock is reacting. It gets thicker and rock hard when I stroke it through your boxers. "Why not let the boy to shoot his last load into his trunks for the last time," I think to myself as I pull out my gun with my free hand and rub the barrel against your chest. I increase the pace of my strokes, seeing how your cock begins to leak.

TORIN ROOK:

To me at this point, I was in a wet dream as I imagine one of the hotter guys I beaten in the past but fucking him in my bed as you stroked me. I let out soft groans as I squirmed under you, the cold barrel of your pistol caused me to shiver slightly as you continued, making me pre under my boxers as a big wet spot was formed. "Mmm...fuck..."

THE STEPHEN:

Your body starts to squirm involuntarily as you are close to reaching the edge. I chuckle as place the pipe of my gun between your balls hearing how your moans just get louder. Your cock is now throbbing in my hand. "Should I shoot him in the balls first?", I ask myself seeing you reaching soon the climax and release your young load, your last load.

TORIN ROOK:

You continued to stroke my dick as you feel it throbbing in my boxers from you stroking me as you pressed your gun against my balls as I jolted with a shaky groan. "Oorh..." I was still out but my body continued to squrim as my cock throbbed and leaked more pre, not on the verge of shooting yet.

THE STEPHEN:

Pulling down your boxers your cock jumps out. I grab it instantly and place the head of it into my warm and moist mouth. My tongue starts to run around your cock head, rubbing your v-cut as my gun pipe enters between your naked balls. "This boy has a real warrior cock. His seed must be very potent and powerful". I slide your cock deeper in my mouth

TORIN ROOK:

You see my hard uncut cock jump out and you grab it to imminently swallow it into your mouth as it even tasted like a strong warriors cock to you though all the while I feel a warm sensation around my cock as it caused me to gasp and let out a drawn out groan, feeling like I could bust any moment as your gun against my slightly lowhanging nuts made me jolt slightly against.

THE STEPHEN:

Your body is reacting just as I thought. Your balls are rising in the low-hanging sack closer to your pelvis as you are reaching the edge. I suck your cock harder, pumping it with my mouth as I feel it throbbing and expanding in my mouth. "Yes, give me your warrior seed," I say to myself as I hear your breathing getting heavier and your body trembling uncontrollably.

TORIN ROOK:

I feel myself getting closer as I was slowly snapping out of my dream and waking up as to see a guy in what looked like at lease military, or some kind of tactical gear, sucking me off as well as seen a gun pointed at my nuts. Not wanting to alarm you, I fake being asleep as you continue to suck my cock, causing me to huff and groan before I let loose a large load, rope after rope filled your mouth as I huff and try to catch my breath, my adrenaline going crazy now.

THE STEPHEN:

And there you are. Surprising me with a huge load that fills my mouth instantly. I swallow the best I can while my own cock is about to shoot aload in my pants. I let the gun drop down from my hand to the floor as I wrap my fingers around your balls, pulsing them as if I was trying to pump all your seed out of them. "Your powers are mine now", I think to myself

TORIN ROOK:

I pant and huff as I try to catch my breath and wait for my chance to do something to get an advantage. I hear the gun drop and knew it was now or never as I grabbed at your hooded head to pull you off my cock and yelled. "What the fuck?!" Before going to use both legs to kick you hard in the chest to try and get you off me.

THE STEPHEN:

I didnt expect any of that. You got me totally when my guard was down. I land on my back next to you. Your cum still leaking out from the corners of my mouth as I try to recover from the first impact. One thing is clear: there is no time for playing, not anymore. I need to eliminate you now. For good. I roll to my side and get up onto my knees, looking at you as you get up from the mattress. I surge forward and wrap my arms around your upper thighs trying to pull you down.

TORIN ROOK:

With my boxers still around my thighs, I pull them back up onto my waist as I see you roll up to your knees. Fuck, you're trained and not here just to mug me or rape me...well maybe the second but also more. as you surged at me and grabbed at my upper thighs, as I wrapped my arms around your body and threw some wild punches at your side before you and I take this to the ground.

THE STEPHEN:

"Yes, fight all you can. You need it!", I shout as I feel your punches landing on my sides that are covered by my tactic waistcoat, absorbing your ridiculous attempts to hurt me. We roll on the ground, wrestling, struggling, as both of us want to pin the other one under his body. Finally, I manage to get on top of you and hit my forehead into your face.

TORIN ROOK:

"Fucking...bitch!" I shouted out as you started to straddle my hips and got on top of me as I tried to get you off me, grabbing at your tactical jacket to try and get leverage as you were trying to control my hands, but then slammed your forehead against my face, causing me to let up my resistances as I shouted from the pain as my eyed to blur.

THE STEPHEN:

 "Finally got you", I sceam at your face as I grab a tight hold of your wrists pinning them against the floor. "Any last wish?", I murmur staring at your eyes.

TORIN ROOK:

You had my wrists down to the floor as I grunt and breath heavily as I blinked a few times, looking up at you as I wondered why my attacker wanted me dead. "I don;'t even know why you want me dead man! What one of my last opponents was a rich punk that hired you?" Not knowing it was just to eliminate a family line of prodigy fighters.

THE STEPHEN:

"Shhhh... too many questions", I hiss as I hit my forehead again into your face. I release your left hand as I place my forearm against your throat, cutting your breathing as I slowly increase the pressure against your Adam´s apple. "Pity it had to end this way", I whisper.

TORIN ROOK:

You hit my forehead again, causing a good red mark to form as i lean my head back against the ground from it before gagging at you choking me. I try to squirm and use my l left hand to push your arm away, but the leverage worked in your favor. I had to think quickly as I reached out with my left hand and felt something the was made of glass...a beer bottle from the ones I stolen and slammed it against your head, shattering on impact. While your safe from shards of glass, beer bottles are hard and hurt like hell as I force you off, coughing and gagging as I try to get up and get my breath with a hand on my throat.

THE STEPHEN:

I didn't see it coming. The beer bottle hit me hard on the top of my head and shattered into hundreds of pieces that scattered all around me. I release my grip on your throat and fall onto my back next to you, my arms wrapped around my head. “You’re going to die a painful death because of this,” I scream in agony from the ground.

TORIN ROOK:

"Fuck, Im gonna need to move to a new place...but not before I made you pay for this." I say before I look down and see you still on the ground and took the chance to play you back by running after you and start to savagely kick you and even try stomping down on your down and even head. You might of thought I was gonna be a easy target, but im a wolf...a wolf that has fangs.

THE STEPHEN:

My body folds as your foot hits my body. But I am a trained fighter, elite soldier, a hitman. With a fast shift of my arms I grab a tight hold of your ankle, blocking it iwith my hands and trying to twist it, break it even. "good try boy but your days are over tonight!"

TORIN ROOK:

You grabbed by ankle when you try blocking me after folding from my kick as I feel you begin to twist it as I fell down from the pain, which also keeps you from being able to break it as I quickly kick you in the face to let my foot go before scrambling to start raining hammer fists down on your face as I kneel down beside you. "I will knock you out!!"

THE STEPHEN:

You are like a raging bull as you straddle my stomach, hammering my face, making it bleed as you break my nose. I take a few of your punches but then move my arms and wrap a tight grab of both your wrists, blocking your arms. "Now what, little fighter?" I mock you as I try to move my body to my side and make you to fall down.

TORIN ROOK:

You got my arms as it prevents me from being able to cave your face in any more. I growled as I think what I could do as you start to shift us, I also toppled over but caught myself as I stood up and stomp my bare foot down right between your legs and stomp down hard on your nuts. "How's that feel?! Want more?!"

THE STEPHEN:

My mouth snaps open. My eyes bulge as I release my hold of your wrists. I scream in pain only a man can feel as I squirm on my back on the floor. The pain fast expands from my groin through my stomach everywhere, almost paralyzing me totally. I try to crawl away from you on my back, with the help of my forearms until my back hits the wall behind me. My hands move to nurse my nuts. "You will pay for this dearly!"

TORIN ROOK:

You moved back but I followed you to try and keep my foot on your balls but you swung your had at my leg, forcing me away as I grin down at you. "Seems like you're the one paying, bitch." I then reach for your tactical chest gear, not knowing how this shit came apart or off of you. But I was gonna get it off as I jammed my foot in the spot of your body that just right between the base of your cock and abs, stomping hard as my grip on your gear was tight and I started to pull hard, practically exposing just your chest and abs but your arms and face was still covered...kinda hot.

THE STEPHEN:

My first idea is to punch the fuck out of you, but your foot stomps hard into my lower body, pinning my cock and balls hard almost against the floor. I can hardly move due to the pain as I feel you literally breaking my armor and exposing my chest. I try to struggle, sending punches all around your body, trying to make you back off.

TORIN ROOK:

You struggle more as you throw punches at me, backing off and thought I could move in but took a punch to the face, causing a bruise mark and cut to form on my cheek, blood leaking down my face as I grin with a wild aggressive look that seemed like I was enjoying this as I threw your armor at your face to blind you for long enough to close the distance and grabbed your masked face to try and make it harder to defend against my right hand sending punches to your chest and abs over and over, not stopping if I can held it. "Yeah! Eat it! You like this bitch? Take it!"

THE STEPHEN:

my armor is covering my face as your hard punches are raining all over my chest and stomach, making my body fold and tremble in pain. I try to push you away with my arms, but being blinded, I have no idea where to focus my strikes. I raise my legs trying to reach your core with my knees and hit your sides with them as I struggle like crazy under you.

TORIN ROOK:

I feel you lift your knee right up into my core and caused me to grunt out heavily, feeling the wind get pushed out of my lungs just a little bit as it made it harder to break properly. Resorting to now throwing my weight into your chest once...twice, slamming my knee against that broad chest and slamming your back against the wall before kneeling down on your abs with my weight on you, forcing your to flex to avoid my knee from digging into your abs too deep while my right hand reached into your cum filled pants to grab your cock and nuts to squeeze them good and hard. "Beg for me to stop! Bet you regret coming for me now!"

THE STEPHEN:

We stare at each other. You can see in my eyes the terror as I feel your fingers wrapping around my balls. And not just wrapping but squeezing tightly around them, controlling me instantly. By the way your fingers are drilling into my jewels I know you are not kidding; you are really meaning it. I lift my arms above my head, showing you I will surrender and give up. 'Please, there is no need to go any further. LetFree me and I will go away," I hiss in pain.

TORIN ROOK:

I smirked as I tugged your cock and balls upwards with a firm grip to pull and torture you even after you already surrendered. "I dunno, you attacked me while I was asleep, yet to explain why you were after me as I took no pitty in your surrender. "Not good enough! What do you have to offer me?!"

THE STEPHEN:

I grit my teeth in pain as you lift my hips with a firm grip on my balls. I’m afraid the thin, fragile cords will tear right off any moment now. And to add to my shame, my cock begins to harden into a steel rod in your grip. “How is this possible? An elite soldier is being subjugated by a young, skinny twink,” I think to myself as I reply to you in a desperate voice, “Whatever you want, ask for whatever you want, but let go of my balls, please.”

TORIN ROOK:

I let your balls rest down to the ground as I think for a moment as you were vulnerable and mine to make do whatever I want or choose to do whatever to you...choices...choices. I then think on my money problem and then noticed that perhaps I have a live, breathing ATM right in front of me, however it may go I need to live more comfortably. "Well mister military special opts or whatever the fuck, you can see my living conditions are shit, and since you decided to try and kill me...what can we do to make up for it?"

THE STEPHEN:

Finally you release your threatening grip of my balls as they rest now on the ground. "What are you talking about, man?", I ask surprised. "You want me to pay you? How much?", I finally manage to say when the pain in my nuts is slowly getting easier to cope with.

TORIN ROOK:

"Yeah that would be good, but your money will just get used up eventually. Its not a long term solution." You see me scanning your body as I smirk an lean down to undo your pants and zipper before pulling your pants down to pull your cock out and rub your exposed chest in a bit of muscle worship. "Fuck your hot...and you got your ass kicked by me, a fucking twink...maybe you need someone to watch your back eh?" I give your nipple some love with my finger rubbing the tip of your right nip.

THE STEPHEN:

I moan in pleasure but deep inside me I smirk to myself. I got you on my side, seduced you with my masculine body. All I need to do is make you to believe you have me controlled and I might find another opportunity to finish my task. "Aaaah.. I keep moaning, writhing my body under yours as you play with my nipples. My cock is rock hard, throbbing due the pleasure you are giving to me.

TORIN ROOK:

I noticed one thing though, you didn't answer me and as far as I know, you're still after me as I reached a hand to your face again to make you look at me. "Hey!" I shouted as I glare at you. "You still didn't answer. So if you don't like the massage to those pecs..." I then position myself began your legs and start to ram my thigh against your cock and balls over and I'd again while grabbing at your wrists to try and control them.

THE STEPHEN:

I groan in pain as I feel my balls and now leaking cock flattened by your thigh against my body. You have a tight grip of my wrists, making any attempt to fight back futile. "Please, stop that. I can't take that any longer. I do what you say, anything but please save my nuts"

TORIN ROOK:

I don't stop, instead, I grab your face mask again and slammed the back of your head against the wall as I shouted. "Incase! You think! On backstabbing me! Let me show you what happens!" I say as I then pinned you against the wall again as I went back to bashing my blunt thigh over and over on your exposed nuts and balls as I noticed you were about to cum from me abusing you. This made me pull my own cock out to show you how hard I was again as I grin.

THE STEPHEN:

My cries of pain fade as my voice grows hoarse, my knees go weak, and my hands slump onto your shoulders, keeping me upright. I feel as if my balls are about to burst inside my swollen sack, as if they would pop at any moment, as my cock frantically shoots a massive load of thick, white cum onto your stomach. You step back, and I stare at you, staggering. Your stiff, thick, veiny cock stands defiantly erect, pointing at me like a sword ready to end my suffering. “What are you going to do? Let me go!”

TORIN ROOK:

I grin as I then looked down at you, at my handy work as I give your nuts one finally kick before grabbed your legs and lifted them up by the pit of your knees, raising your legs up and over my shoulders I smirked at you with a lustful gaze. "Fuck, Im taking what I want, you're my new partner and I proved myself capable enough that you want your new partner to be comfortable." I practically gaslight you with a smirk as I then shoved my cock straight into your ass, making you look at your new field partner as he fucks you as I huff and grunt. "Riiight?"

THE STEPHEN:

A silent, muffled moan escapes from my lips as your kick hits my nuts once more. I collapse down and the next moment I am almost upside down on the floor your leaking cock pointin directly into my hairy crack. I try to struggle but it´s quite useless when I feel your massive cock breaking through my outer ring into my ass. I scream again as your thick mushroom shaped cock head hits my joynut brutally each time you thrust your big dick deeper in my tight ass.

TORIN ROOK:

As I get myself hilted deep inside you, I smirked as I started thrusting hard and rough as I looked down at your broken and beaten body, taking advantage of your hurt body after you got done trying to take me out, and I was making sure you felt it as every thrust felt deliberately hard, causing my muscle to flex hard in a true show of power even for a smaller guy. "Like that cock in that ass, don'tcha? Cmon, this is how warriors fuck and make up after a misunderstanding, right?!" I say in a threatening tone as I lean down closer to you, making your body fold more in a mating press position.

THE STEPHEN:

Your cock shows no mercy as you keep on thrusting it over and over again into my swollen prostate, causing my own cock to get stiff again, involuntarily, swinging in front of my face wildly. You drill your cock all the time deeper and deeper. I can feel your cock throbbing threateningly inside my bleeding canal. Then the worst thing happens: I shoot yet another load on my own face, covering my eyes and mouth as I scream louder.

TORIN ROOK:

I watch your eyes through your mask that I yet to take from you, seeing what the fucking was doing to you and how it was making you feel and it was turning me on more as I throw two hard punches to your chest before clocking your face again with a right hook, making sure you knew that I had no mercy for those that would wrong me. Before thrusting even wilder as I had a hand squeezing your right pec good and hard that would cause a bruise just from the squeeze along as I reach my orgasm, filling your tight and bloodied hole as I get done raping your muscle ass, grunting and groaning in pleasure like a beast in rut. You didn't see a twink in front of you, you saw a beast of a warrior.

THE STEPHEN:

I am exhausted, too exhausted even to groan. Just some quiet whining sounds come out from my bleeding mouth as you pull out your victorius cock from my stretched ass. I feel how your cum is dripping out from my devastated canal as I collapse down on the ground, done, defeated.. not by a boy but by a authentic warrior.

TORIN ROOK:

After getting you good and filled with my seed, I watched your spent body collapse to the ground as I smirked and flexed my right bicep and planted a foot right in your chest as i reach into your coat and search around, finding a card with your information about your profession and how you were always a in command, but this made me grin as I say. "Interesting...well partner, looks like there's a change of power arrangements. You're gonna show me how things are done, and even take point on shit, but Im in charge ultimately, understand?" I say the last part close to your face as I lean down with a cocky grin. Even if you did a number on me, there was just something about me that refused to let me stay down in a fight,

THE STEPHEN:

Even though you are not touching my aching balls, I feel a weird pressure on them as I listen to your words. Nodding my head, I silently accept your demand as I slowly get up from the floor. "Very well then, boss," I whisper, accepting my defeat against the smaller guy who I underestimated badly. "Help me out from here; there is a lot you need to learn", I pull my pants on as we get out from your dreadful place, heading to my house. "You can stay living with me"..."boss".

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