THE HIGH TABLE

The sun beat down on Daniel’s overgrown backyard in the suburbs. A circle of old wrestling mats has been dragged out and duct-taped together. No ropes, no ref, no mercy—just two men who’ve fought a dozen times and one who’s never won.

Daniel, shirtless and already sweating at 236 pounds of thick power, bounces lightly on the balls of his feet. His 31-inch chest and 17-inch thighs look carved from stone; the 7-inch cock and heavy balls swing free under loose gym shorts. He grins at Dan. “You’ve been training for this one, big man. Show me.”

Dan, 5’9” and 186 pounds of hairy, tattooed muscle, cracks his knuckles. His bald head gleams, ginger beard bristling, 49-inch chest and 18-inch biceps flexing under the ink. His 9-inch uncut cock with its thick PA ring already half-hard against his thigh, wearing loose fitting gym shorts as well, his low-hanging balls swaying inside them as he circles. He’s faster, longer reach, and today he’s pissed. “This time I’m not leaving without your respect… and your ass.”

As the two men faced off, deep in Daniel’s chest, the old guilt twisted like a knife. For years in their longtime marriage. Daniel had dominated every fight. He’d never let Dan win clean, never given him the victory that would finally balance the scales. It ate at Daniel every night he held Dan close, knowing how much it bruised his husband’s pride. Not today. Daniel had vowed to himself on the way out here: no matter what it took, he would help Dan beat him. He would make things right, please the man he loved more than anything, and give him the confidence he deserved. Even if it meant taking the loss hard and raw.

Daniel Logan Leslie

Soon as the match starts, I lunge in and get you in a collar and elbow tie up, hissing as I squat down and back up and start to push you back. Then I let go quickly and grab onto your head pulling you in a side headlock, squeezing your head and neck in my arms as I pull upwards squeezing tighter. As I keep the headlock on tight, I start punching you in the face a couple of times with my right hand.

Dan Freyr

Ya lunge into me and we slam into that collar and elbow lockup, gruntin and shovin into each other. Ya use yer weight to push me back as my trainers slide across the mats. I flex my arms and grunt tryin to push back into ya, but ya quickly break and trap my head in yer side headlock, shovin my face into yer side and squeezin in tight. I groan out in pain as yer bicep flexes into my skull. I slap yer back a few times as ya move us around and squeeze in tighter. I swing a fist up and around intent on punchin yer gut a few times but that fails as I suddenly start getting hard punches to my face, bringin howl and moans from me as I grab onto yer tryin to twist out and escape before yer fists do any damage. That headlock tight as fuck and I cain’t think as I twist and struggle against ya.

Daniel Logan Leslie

Your fist punches my stomach hard, making me grunt in pain as you twist and struggle against me as I break the headlock on you and shake my arms out as I look at you and see you get angry at me as I smirk at you and get ready for your attack.

Dan Freyr

Those punches to my face not causin damage but definitely pissin me off as ya let go and move back. I don’t wait as I LUNGE in fast grabbin yer head and BAMMMMMMM…my forehead SMACKIN into yers as I feel yer fists come up and dig into my ribs. I growl and curse as we move backward and both suddenly topple right into the rose bushes behind us, hittin the ground still sluggin and punchin and rollin as the thorns from the roses stab and dig into us and the dirt starts flyin!

Daniel Logan Leslie

I scream out as the thorns from the rose bushes are digging into my skin as I keep punching your face and ribs and grab onto you and grunt, rolling around on the rose bushes, feeling my blood started to drip from my back onto the rose bushes.

Dan Freyr

The two of us grapplin and punchin and snarlin as the thorns rip and tear at our backs. I manage to grab onto yer head and SLAM it down in the dirt, then pull it up again as I get ya on yer back and straddle yer muscled body and start rainin blows down into yer face over and over, the rage on my face evident as this is the fight I’ve needed with you for a long time. “Fucker…yer gonna take this beatin and like it, bitch!” I snarl as I get off ya and haul ya up to yer feet and RAMMMMMMMMM my knee hard into yer gut!

Daniel Logan Leslie

I groan out as my head gets slammed down onto the dirt, then feel you get me onto my bloody back just when you get onto my abs and start raining down punches onto my face with my nose cracked and popped with blood flying out my nose onto my face, grunting as I use both my arms to keep my guard up, blocking some of your shots as I grab onto both your arms, pulling them down and rams my forehead onto the bridge of your nose.

Dan Freyr

Ya grab my arms as that knee hits yer gut and RAMMMMM yer forehead to my nose…it CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKSSSSSSSSS as blood gushes from my nose…I stagger back stunned and seein double…my feet stumblin back across the grass and CRASHIN back into the lawn table and chairs and hittin the ground…blood streamin down my furry face as I shake my head tryin to get back up before ya attack again!

Daniel Logan Leslie

I come walking forward towards you, staggering as I am huffing, still dripping blood from my nose after that headbutt earlier on. Soon as I get to you, I slowly move my hands down to try and grab you on the head, slowly dragging you up off the ground and onto your feet before I attack again.

Dan Freyr

Just as ya reach down to grab my head and pull me up, I grab onto one of the metal lawn chairs with one hand and swing it and SLAM it down over yer head, dentin the chair as it falls to the ground. I swing my left fist up and around and SLUG yer gut hard, then grab yer head and one arm and WHIP ya across the ground, sendin ya flyin into the standin wood trellis covered in ivy. The trellis smashes into pieces as I watch ya drop to the ground!

Daniel Logan Leslie

After you've punched me in the gut hard, I feel you whip me, sending me flying to the wooden trellis, slamming me back first which smashes into pieces and landing onto the deadly spiked ivy just after I fall down onto the ground, screaming in such agony as my arms are shaking, screaming in such terror…Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhhh!!! Ohh God..fuck..sss..aaaaagh..

Dan Freyr

I see ya drop as the trellis gets demolished and yer screams of pain are music to my ears! Any other time I’d rush to yer aid to help ya up, but this ain’t one of em as I come stompin across the lawn with a sneer on my face. As I get to ya I grab yer feet and DRAG yer back across the ivy and the broken pieces of wood onto the grass. I turn and grab one of the pieces of broken wood with nails stickin out of it as I growl, “HERE I COME FUCKER READY OR NOT!” then suddenly charge at ya swingin the wood over my head!

Daniel Logan Leslie

I scream in such agony as my back is getting dragged along the ivy and wood, scraping my back as it hurts so much, groaning in agony as everywhere of me started shaking, stinging from the ivy as my blood from my back is dripping onto the grass just as I hear you grab a piece of broken wood with a nail sticking out, hearing your defiant words from you as I hear you coming charging at me with the wood over your head, my eyes widen and shaking my head in fear.

Dan Freyr

As I come chargin at ya on the ground I see the fear in yer eyes at the broken wood in my hand. My boots poundin the grass as I suddenly LEAP toward ya and swing the broken wood down aimin it right at yer bloody forehead!

Daniel Logan Leslie

I close my eyes tight and roll to the right hard just in time to avoid the contact, getting the ivy off my back just when the nail from the broken wood stabbed onto the grass and your body landing hard onto the ivy on your hairy muscle body.

Dan Freyr

Ya move outta the way just as I come down fast and SLAM face first into the grass. The nail in the wood stabbin into the ground as I HOWL out in pain from the impact and try and raise up and pull the wood outta the ground and come after ya again.

Daniel Logan Leslie

I kick Dan hard in the midsection, grabbing the broken bit of wood with a nail sticking out as I toss it aside just as I grab your head, put it under my thighs face down, then I clasp both my hands together to deliver an axe handle punch to your back and hook both arms up from behind with my arms, then I slam your head onto the grass with a Pedigree.

Dan Freyr

As I get up, that shoe SLAMS into my gut! “AAARRRRRGGGGHHH!” I yell out as I start to roll but ya come after me grabbin my head and shovin it between yer muscled thighs then SLAM that axe handle punch down to my back! “AAAAAAAUUUUGGGHHH!!!” I ROAR out but before I can drop ya hook yer arms from behind and SLAMMMMMMMMMM me face down in the grass and dirt in that pedigree! My bloody face gets SLAMMED into the ground as I YELL out and drop from yer thighs, layin there stunned and dazed badly and barely movin.

Daniel Logan Leslie

As you are laying on the grass completely stunned and dazed after that Pedigree, I start to slowly get myself up and head to the shed, go inside and start making a board full of gusset plates by using a hot glue gun to stick it on the board, one gusset plate at a time until the board is fully covered with gusset plates. Then I start to come back outside, leaving the shed with the gusset plate board in both my hands, carrying it up in the air, then I slowly put the gusset plate board onto the grassy ground as I go back inside and pick up a couple more gusset plates in my right hand and bring them back outside, coming over to meet with my lover, husband and my rival: Dan Freyr.

Dan Freyr

I just start to move and slowly raise up on all fours as ya come back out with those plates. Catchin my breath as I wipe at my bloody face and see the board on the ground with them plates glued on it. I turn to see ya comin toward me with the plates in yer hands and start movin back from ya…eyes wide and this time fear showin in em…them plates razor sharp as I move backward on all fours as fast as I can.

Daniel Logan Leslie

After I arrive back to my rival, I stomp my right foot hard onto your hairy hard abs to make you scream in pain just as I mount your hairy sweating pecs with my ass, placing the points of the gusset plate on Dan's forehead and then uses my right fist to slam the gusset plate hard into your head a couple of times as the sharp spikes dig into your skin!

Dan Freyr

I keep movin backward and raise fallin onto my back as I try and turtle crawl away from ya. I see that look in yer eye but I don’t move fast enough as that big right foot STOMPS down on my sweaty hairy pecs. “UUUUUUGGGGGGGGH!!!!” I groan out then ya DROP yer butt down on my chest and before I can try and stop ya, ya put that plate sharp side down on my forehead and SLAM yer right fist down into drivin the plate into deep! “AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” I scream out in pain as I swing wild shots at yer sides tryin to knock ya off me as the blood pours down my furry face into the grass.

Daniel Logan Leslie

After using one of the gusset plates, I grunt as I feel your hard punches hitting my sides, knocking me off you as the other gusset plate falls out of my hand and onto the grass softly next to Dan, landing on my back softly onto the grass as I am wincing in pain, slowly moving back towards the gusset plate board that's laid out on the grass.

Dan Freyr

My punches knock ya off me as I raise up in agony with that plate impaled in my forehead and blood turnin my face into a crimson mask. My hand brushes against the fallen plate and I grab it as I see ya movin back from me. In so much pain as I don’t even take time to pull the plate from my face as I crawl toward ya with that other plate in my hand. Movin so slow I don’t know if I get to ya but somehow I do as I SLAM that plate onto yer head then SLAMMMMMMMMM the plate on my forehead down into it drivin the razor spikes deep in yer forehead!

Daniel Logan Leslie

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhhh!!! I scream in pure terror as I feel the sharp spikes from the gusset plate, puncturing my forehead pretty hard by your bloody forehead that still has the gusset plate on it until both come off, falling onto the grass softly as my blood starts flowing profusely down my face and dripping from my chin onto my bloody pecs, huffing.

Dan Freyr

Both plates fall from our heads after that impact and our faces masked in blood as I fall back onto the grass on my back, pantin ang gaspin. I can hear ya huffin and know I did as much damage to yer forehead as ya done to mine. I roll on my side and start crawlin toward ya, seein that board next to ya as the blood runs in my eyes and drips off my chin onto the grass.

Daniel Logan Leslie

Just as you come crawling to me, I groan, huffing and panting from the amount of blood I've lost from the gusset plate incident, slowly standing myself up as I am bent down, staggering before I fully stand myself up, watching you slowly crawl yourself up by grabbing onto my bloody and sweating British body.

Dan Freyr

Both of us sweatin, bleedin, huffin and puffin as ya stand up slowly and I crawl toward ya grabbin onto yer muscled body, slowly and painfully pullin myself up to my feet. Our gym shorts sweat soaked and smeared with blood as are our trainers. I grab at yer biceps as I look hard in yer eyes…our foreheads pressed together. Gaspin and pantin, I growl, “This…ain’t…over…yet…stud…” I lean in and kiss yer bloody lips and thrust my tongue deep in yer mouth as I feel yer tongue thrust into mine, tastin each other’s sweat, spit and blood we both takin a few minutes to catch our breath. Our blood streaked sweatin bodies grindin and even with all the pain we’ve put each other through, our cocks are rock hard as bloody spit drools from our mouths down our chests.

END OF PART ONE

Published: 2026-08-05, viewed 81 times.