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The Factory Presents: “The Kneeling Knuckle Lock Cock Fight War.”

Starring

The Factory Presents:

“The Kneeling Knuckle Lock Cock Fight War.”

starring

Nate Rogers & Romulo Machado Souza

Remy Cooper and The Strength Training Squad

Nate Rogers

My partner, Ondra Dvořák, just recruited this new Brazilian sex fighter named “Romulo Machado Souza.” I have been assigned to be his mentor. As a mid-level team member, Ondra is required to have the skills to recruit new team members. As a senior member I am required to do a number of years of mentoring new, up and coming fighters my size. It’s actually become one of my favorite ways to work and train. I am able to guide other guys while keeping up with my own training to keep me competitive on the circuit. My other partner, Sean Williams was supposed to leave me the files on this new guy so I could watch his highlight reel of tournament appearances in wrestling or martial arts, but all I can find is his resume. Ah, I see here he is a black belt under Professor Rafael Costa in Rio and he works now at the Rezo Gracie Academy here in NYC. So he must be very good at jiu jitsu. I love jiu jitsu, very cool. I will see him at dinner. Ondra arranged a “handoff” celebration so Romulo could meet our family and I am running late.

Romulo Machado Souza

I love Ondra. He was a good recruiter. We had a close fight that he won and we had a hot recruitment weekend. We chose an MMA sex fight so it was pretty rough going afterwards, but the jiu jitsu was sexy and fun. He really helped me get more comfortable with identifying as gay, and then beyond that as a sex fighter. I’m having dinner with Ondra and his two husbands on the eve of my first day at the Factory as a new member in New York City, far from the streets and ways of thinking of the favelas outside of Rio. His husband Nate will be my mentor and we are all waiting at this restaurant in Soho, not far from the Factory Building. I don’t know what I was expecting, I think the word “mentor” threw me, but when Ondra and Sean shout to Nate so he can find us, I am thunderstruck with how beautiful I find him and how utterly rock solid my cock is under the table. I am overwhelmed by this lustful aggression that wants to wrestle you, dominate you, and fuck you. I’m speechless, but I do meet your eye and see a hint there that you may be feeling the same way.

Nate Rogers

Walking into the restaurant I see Sean and Ondra. I smile at them, and then I see you. You look like a Brazilian Prince. I am blown back by your athletic stature, golden brown skin and tattoos, and I experience a mix of lust and aggression rushing through me. I can feel it making my dick hard as fuck. I slide into the booth next to you, sitting side by side, thighs spreading out on the bench, touching. I can feel you have a powerful and immediate reaction to me in your eyes and body language and Sean and Ondra can feel it too. They just smirk and look down. I get it together and after introductions, tell you all about the fitness and training programming at the Factory. I tell you about my role as your mentor. I am your initial training coordinator. I am to help you put together a training routine designed to help you be a better sex fighter at various events. Tomorrow we can talk about all the seminars we offer routinely throughout the week, along with daily team calisthenics at Noon. Checking notes on my phone. “Yeah, tomorrow morning we can meet for breakfast to plan your day, then we can attend the Brazilian jiu jitsu seminar at 8 am.” I look up and everybody is smiling at me. “What?” I try to play it off but my dick feels like a fucking missile about to launch.

Romulo

Ondra has set a bomb off inside me. I have never been more horny then with Ondra, but here I was eyeing Sean, cuz what a beautiful specimen he is, and in walks Nate and my dick is so hard I can’t think straight. I can feel my heart beating in my cock as it fills it with blood. I can feel Nate's thick meaty thigh pushing up against mine right now. My nose fills with his man scent and a mixed feeling of aggression and sexual lust arises ever more powerfully within me. Every time you mention a type of training I see myself beating and then fucking you. It feels so good to be in touch with my horny alpha aggression and to feel my old confidence return to me with a vengeance.

Nate

The community showers are busy in the mornings. Great way to meet your new teammates! So, of course Romulo and I run into each other in the showers. At this moment we have not assumed any roles yet. We are not mentor or mentee. We are just men. We nod at each other, then move to a corner of the shower. As we soap ourselves up we just look at each other up and down and our dicks get huge. Your structural stature and muscularity is very similar to mine, big back, ass and legs. We stand on powerful quads, thickly corded with muscle and all of this makes me crazy hot for you. Aggression is suddenly bubbling up within me over how equally sized we are as competition triggers the beast in me. I rinse off as I rub my abs at you, more than a little overwhelmed with how handsome you are, your brown eyes, that golden brown skin tone with those colorful tats. And let’s not forget a thick, steely hard, sex weapon. I need to get a handle on this aggression. I have to be his mentor for Christ’ sake.

Romulo

I’m showering in a room full of elite sex fighters, all ridiculously fit and well built. I freak when I feel my dick is diamond hard, but then chill when I look around and all I see are boners. My dick gets twice as hard when I lay my eyes on you, Nate. First, it makes me crazy that to a casual observer our bodies appear as if we were twins. We share that wide lat slide down to our waists, outlining rippling eight-packs. Same wide shoulders and long, strong arms. You have a cock equal to fighting mine and that makes mine thump. And, I’m having trouble meeting you in your beautiful blue eyes. I see you checking me out and I am so excited for the first day and wondering how long we can keep our hands off each other.

Nate

We shyly, with a smile, greet each other in the dining area, both wearing the Factory training uniform, blue shorts in the style of square cut, fight shorts, and grey t-shirts, also made form fitting. We nod and share a smirk as we can’t help but notice each other's enormous bulges in these tight gym shorts. And even as we sit down for a light breakfast, I can tell we both feel the aggression and lust just bubbling behind our need to focus on the day. I explain we will spend the next few days together, to introduce you to your teammates, the training staff, and the five story building that houses this entire operation. It’s a pretty big system and we want you to know about it so you can feel at home in it. I tell you about the various seminars scheduled throughout the week including Dagestani wrestling, Muay Thai, mixed martial arts, boxing, yoga and this morning, Brazilian jiu jitsu. After morning seminars guys arrange private grappling or fighting or lifting, then every day at Noon we have team calisthenics on the large central mat on the third floor. “Ondra tells me your potential is off the charts, so I want to help you familiarize yourself with the whole place, then drill down to start you off with a training regimen specifically for you and the events you want to fight in on the underground sex fighting circuit.”

Romulo

My muscles are taut as I try to hold back these feelings of aggression and lust, but they come with images of me dominating you in very horny ways. I am only taking in maybe a third of what you are saying, but I hear jiu jitsu and say “Be cool to start with the BJJ seminar, my base skill.” I have black belts from both Rafael Costa and Renzo Gracie and in the back of my head that lust is saying “you can dominate him in jiu jitsu.” As we get up you slap me on the back, telling me how happy everyone will be with another talented jiu jitsu man on the team. We walk down the hall to one of the larger seminar rooms and you introduce me around. Suddenly, I am getting a lot of attention and drift away from you socially. You just smile at me and wave me on to play with other members. I watch you roll with Andre Jordan, one of the teachers of the seminar and am impressed, pegging you for a new brown belt. “You got moves, but are using too much energy,” I think to myself as I take in your style. I get lucky and roll with the other teacher, also from Brazil, Christiano Braga. He gives me the lay of the room and says that some like Nate are actually very talented, having been taught by Brazilians. He must see the lust and aggression I feel for Nate in my eyes when he mentions his name. He laughs, “Aww of course. The blonde one with the handsome blue eyes and the body exactly like yours, smooth and muscular.” I’m not sure why he’s laughing, but it makes me feel even more competitive towards Nate.

Nate

The jiu jitsu seminar runs long, and by the time we get away from chatty conversations with Dre and Christiano, who are all excited about Romulo, we just have time to strip off our shirts and head to the large central mat on the 3rd floor for Noon team calisthenics. I always love watching the eyes of the first timers as the mat fills up with elite athletes, already sweaty from morning regimens and wearing only Factory shorts. Most of them are sporting boners, so the fact that Rom and I have been pointing flash lights at each other all morning doesn’t stand out as much. I am a machine at calisthenics, having done them daily now for over three years: sets of push ups, burpees, lunges, ab crunches, squats, and pull ups. I get you and I set up side by side and I smile as I notice, in spite of all the hot meat in this room, you still have the hard on for me. I can see you watching me and I watch you back as we rep out sets, noticing our similar size and just taking each other all in as we start to really sweat, increasing the alpha sexual infernos raging inside us.

Romulo

Your body is slick with a thick sheen of sweat as you move through your reps fluidly, with power, precision and timing. I am proud that I can largely do this utterly demanding, advanced calisthenics routine, but I am grumbling because I am struggling to keep up with you in the final reps. We rep out sets of push ups going exactly at the same pace and turning our heads to the side and staring into each other’s eyes with determination. Fuck my dick throbs as we muscle it out side by side, but as with every exercise, I begin to falter, fall behind you, then fall into my own sweat as you continue to rep out push ups. Your body looks like a muscle machine, sheer perfection. This spikes my level of competitiveness and lust towards you to never before experienced heights. I want to dominate you and so the voices say how much harder I should work. The whole team finishes with grunts and roars and sweat.

Nate

I look over at you and watch you falter and be frustrated, but I know three months from now you are going to be right there by my side, fighting everyday for that last rep. One by one the whole team struggles to their feet, finishing that last rep. Sweating bullets and shooting boners. I watch you take in the hyper-sexualized scene, the sweaty mats, the rippling, athletic bodies, the unyielding boners. Arm wrestling challenges. Pairs of guys and some groups, slipping off to the private mat rooms for individualistic regimes. We look at each other with the same flash lights. You look like you need a minute after all those calisthenics for the first time. When you catch your breath we just head off to the showers and take a power nap. We went to our separate private suites, where I had vivid dreams of sex fighting.

Remy, Romulo, Nate

Remy

I look this new guy over and think to myself, “Jesus Christ what a genetic specimen. “We lift heavy weights with high repetitions, we go for explosive full body work and building muscle mass. And then you can also tweak your workout based on the sex fighting events you contest. Many of us do grappling and mma sex fights, but all of us train for arm wrestling, cock fighting and the KKL.” “What’s the KKL,” Romulo asks. “A kneeling knuckle lock is where both studs face each other on their knees. They stretch out their arms to their sides and lace fingers, then line up chest vs chest, abs vs abs, dick vs dick, like a full body arm wrestling match. No quick moves or knuckle twisting, just a pure muscle power and endurance battle where you try to slowly force the other man backwards to the mat on his back, then get the top grind position. The winner must both pin and force his opponent to cum.”

Romulo

The description of the contest makes everything on me flex. My strong back, legs and core. My upper body is very muscular and strong, and so is my big dick when it’s feeling agro. I feel the aggression and adrenaline rush through me. “Fuck yeah, I bet I could kick your ass in a KKL, Nate!” I tease, wanting to goad him into some action. “I challenge you right here in your own house!” I say, so strangely alive with love for Nate, but also feeling strong desires to beat him in front of his own crew.

Nate: My whole body feels jet pack juice spreading through my veins as you challenge me. “You do realize that if we do a KKL fight right here on this mat we will soon be surrounded by the whole strength training squad?” I say to Romulo, before turning to Remy. “What do you think, Rem, think the new guy can beat me in a KKL?” I grin.

Remy: To tease Nate I look Rom up and down, just taking my time eye balling him cuz I can tell how much these two want to fuck. I haven’t seen Nate this wrought up in ages. “You know Nate, I think he just might be able to pin your punk ass down and grind your champion sex fighter load right out of you!” I grin.

Nate: I roll my eyes, “You do remember I manned you up the last 3 times we trained KKL, right?” I turn to Romulo and say, “See, how it works here is I train this sexy fucker to be strong and then he goes and wins the awards.”

Remy: I see the guys in the strength training squad wandering over once they clock the new guy. I can see from here they are all drooling, so I nod at Nate to intercept them while I take Romulo aside.

Remy and Romulo Huddle

Romulo: “May I share something with you privately, Remy?"

Remy: “Of course you can. The team can get a bit gossipy sometimes, mostly playful stuff, but you can trust the leadership to keep anything you need to talk about in complete confidence.”

Romulo: “I want to fuck Nate so bad I cannot stop thinking about it. I am already so horny I worry I will blow my load before this even gets started.”

Remy: I laugh gently. “Oh my new brother, everyone in this gym right now knows you both want to fuck each other badly. We are all sex fighters. We can feel the sexual tension. It will be a challenge for Nate as well, trust me. Let me give you some advice. First, close your eyes and imagine you are dropping your balls in ice water. Yeah? That one works for you? Great. Many events require you not give up your load or you lose, so you need to learn how to pinch off any cum shots if your balls start boiling. For now, just do what you do when you want to pinch off a piss. One of the seminars you will attend with the other new guys is how to strengthen the muscles on your pelvic floor to better control your ejaculation.

Romulo: “Okay, that feels really helpful. Now, how do I beat him?

Remy: You look very strong, but most likely Nate will beat you because he has trained doing the KKL countless times and has developed stabilizer muscles and forward pushing muscles that help him win. Your real immediate challengers are these knuckleheads surrounding us. They are all competing as brother teammates to get strong enough to challenge Nate and I. Patrick and Hassan are closer behind us than the others, but all of them will be your stepping stones toward building yourself a solid KKL game.

Romulo: “Any advice on technique?”

Remy: “Absolutely. You’re going to want to plant a strong knee base, then buttress yourself with a forward slant. This is an endurance battle, fighting over every millimeter of space as you try to push each other backwards. Forget about the cock fight part of it for now, remember ice water and just muscle up and get cocky. Win the power battle by conserving strength whenever you can, then surge into him strategically. Do you feel a slight shift in his stance? Can you take an inch from him? If he is pushing more on one side, beat him on the other. A lot of guys think being successful at the KKL is purely a matter of brute strength, but watch others train KKL and you will see the subtle shifts and timing of surges. Your goal today is to make as good a showing against Nate as you can to put all the others on notice. There is a new teammate in town!” I finish, putting my arm around your shoulders and walking you into the assembled circle of your teammates all naked as jay birds with their hands already slow jerking their cocks.

The Strength Training Squad

Hassan, Ondra, Patrick

Danijel, Isaiah, Sean W.

Nate huddles with the Strength Training Squad

Nate: As the guys all head from the weight benches over to the large mat, looking to see what is going on with this new, extraordinarily attractive and studly new team member, I raise my voice just enough to get their attention. “Yo. Muscle heads on me!” They take one final, longing look at Romulo and then walk over to me on the other side of the mat. Patrick Girard, one of my closest rivals, is always the first to try to get in my head.

Patrick: “You gonna test out a KKL with the new guy? He looks sexy and strong as hell. He’s gonna make you squirt, Nate!”

Nate: “Oh you mean like how I make you squirt, Patrick?”

Patrick: “Yeah, but we can all tell by that hammer in your shorts you both want to fuck so badly you can taste it!”

Nate: The guys all laugh, knowing it’s the truth, and elder member Sean Williams speaks up.

Sean: “How have you not been all over his ass by now?”

Nate: “I am his MENTOR, Sean. I’m trying to be professional here.” As Sean smirks, it’s Isaiah King’s turn to slug me in the shoulder.

Isaiah: “Since when has that ever mattered at Team Factory? Remy was my mentor and we took one look at each other and went straight to his suite and flip fucked for 24 hours at least.” I say, chuckling.

Nate: Danijel Švec, usually one of our more serious mined members, pipes up.

Danijel: “They sure build them hot in Brazil. I am just looking at him and I really want to fuck him, “ I laugh.

Nate: “They build them hot in Croatia too, Danijel of Zagreb. You are the very definition of fuckable.”

Danijel: “Aww, you’re my favorite teammate, Nate,” I laugh. “Go kick his ass in the KKL so he doesn’t get a big head from jump.”

Nate: Hassan Malik puts one of his big arms around me, knowing I have a special hard on for him.

Hassan:“I don’t know, Nathaniel, he looks very tough over there with Remy being his corner man. And he has the balls to challenge you on his first day? We’ve had lone wolves on the team before.”

Nate: “Ondra, back me up on this. Romulo is very tough, but has a very sweet nature and he’s just wanting to impress you all. He is gonna be a great teammate.”

Ondra: “Oh I totally agree, Nate. Trust me guys. I recruited him. He is very strong and his jiu jitsu is next level. He is going to make a great teammate. He’s gonna make us all better AND he’s a great fuck,” I say, laughing.

Hassan: “You’re a great fuck, Ondra.”

Nate: The guys all crack up, but I want to corral them into a support system for Romulo. “Brothers, I promise you are all going to love him like a brother. So, if you’re gonna watch, I’d like you all to root for him. Take this opportunity to treat him like a teammate and we can all get him off on the right foot. Besides, you know I am gonna put him down just like I put all of you down,” I brag just to let them all know I am their KKL alpha.

Patrick: “Oh baby, not for long, big Nate!”

Hassan: “That’s right. We are all coming for you!”

Nate: I roll my eyes. “Well, here’s your chance to root for Romulo to take me down. Circle up boys!”

The Kneeling Knuckle Lock Cock Fight War

Nate

I watch Romulo approach me as I stand surrounded by my teammates, all jerking off and creating this massive sexual energy sphere. Our eyes meet and “wham” we are locked in, brown to blue. We stop short of each other to slide off our gym shorts, then stand before each other with huge matching hard ons. It’s our first glimpse of each other's cock shafts as they arch up from our groins, base root into thick long shafts and wide heads. We are standing close enough that they slide in next to each other skin to skin and we can feel them thumping with our heart beats, pumping them with even more blood. I take a half step backwards, lower to a wide knee base on the mat, then reach out my arms and open my fingers to lace them up with yours.

Romulo

It’s hard not to think about all the sexual and physical athletes surrounding us as they give off an intense sexual heat. I look you in your blue eyes and lace my fingers with yours, trying hard not to cum just from our raw cocks rubbing between us. I try hard to think of my balls in ice water but it doesn’t begin to lower my boner when I follow you down to the mat, modeling your stance, going knee cap to knee cap and straining both our groins. It’s as if our bodies just know what to do, pressing our big chest plates together, so wide and thick, locked into each other like two blocks of concrete. We can feel each other slowly power up as our shoulders lock into position, our back muscles surging as our arms fully extend. Our new stances widen and press us together more tightly from knee cap to forehead as we go eye to eye. Our biceps bulge and press together as our wet pits press tight. We can feel the furious alpha energies inside each other as sweat begins to heat up and meld our muscles together.

Remy: “Lats and Chin. Rom. Lats and chin.”

Romulo

With Remy's prompting I slide my chin over your shoulder, just at the crook of your neck, and spread my lats around yours, completely locking into each other man to man. I can feel the power exchange already happening through our core chests as they slowly smash into each other, tighter and tighter, and I feel the muscle all down my back engage and bulge densely. I can’t budge you an inch, but you are not moving me either. Fuck. Trying not to breathe in your sexy man stink. It just makes my cock literally quiver with lust and aggression.

Nate

I am immediately impressed with how you initiate and secure our locking up. Though well coached by Remy, I can feel it’s your jiu jitsu mind-body mixing with more primal parts of you that is putting up such a good forward defense. Each muscle in your body is seeking out its counterpart in mine as our densely packed muscle sinks together. You feel very aggressive and now I have to check my rising arousal. Our knee stance is solid as your legs, ass and back are equal to mine in size and strength and, for now, we balance out each other’s forward pressure. I mindfully scan my entire body and shift its stance towards you to neutralize every cell in your big, muscular body. I know Remy told you to think about the strength test, not the cock fight. It’s good advice, but I can really hold my mud, so I do a little probing. As our bodies just begin to sweat I begin to gyrate my hips, pivoting my shaft against yours, then flexing my ass to power a strong cock punch humping rhythm. “Aww fuck yeah, Romulo, sink into me and fight me hard!” I say with complete confidence.

Patrick: “Kick his ass, Romulo!”

Hassan: “Muscle him down bro!”

Romulo

My cock throbs as you hump it, but Remy told me you would try to sex me up so I followed his advice by yanking my hips back, then slamming them back into you, interrupting your humping rhythm and focusing straight back on the strength endurance battle. My pecs push harder against yours as our arms constantly test each other’s strength and positioning. I pull power from my back and surge it directly into you through our chests. Our bodies shudder as you surge back into me, pulling from your back, like you mirror my ever shifting move. I hear the guys break through the fog of my focus, cheering me on and it energizes me further, surging into you again, making you work hard to maintain this strength balance. We both know it empties our tanks, it's just a question of who lasts longer. I decided to flirt with you to get in your head. “Yeah, I can feel it. I’m going to be the first mentee to put his mentor down.”

Sean W: “There you go, Romulo! Put your Mentor down!”

Ondra: “Put your Mentor down!”

Patrick: “Put your Mentor down!”

Nate

I can see and feel all the guys surrounding us. I have beaten every last one of them in the KKL. I have only been beaten by Remy and even he cannot put me down anymore, which is great because now we make each other even better because neither can win. We are the absolutely best training partners. In a sense, Remy is the public face of Team Factory’s KKL championship. He won it on his own, but now he stays there because he trains with me, and all the serious contenders fighting their way up the team ranks. All these mother fuckers jerking their big muscle cocks all around us, they know that we fight each other so that we can flex bigger as a team. So, when you say you are going to beat your mentor you have a lot of guys in your corner, and that makes me crazy horny because I feel their alpha energies being channeled through you! I feel your full body muscle surge come through me like a wave, a wave that confronts a larger counter wave from me. We are both humming along at full capacity, smashing our upper torsos together and sweat is running down from our armpits, lats and back, and into our groins and ass cracks. It lubes up our cocks and the grinding starts to shift into a new slimy strategy. We both moan together, then I say “All I'm feeling is your very sexy body and cock grind against mine, but not move me an inch. It’s fucking delicious Romulo, but you’re gonna need to fight harder, cus I can do this all day long.” My cock throbs after making that comment cus it knows it just made everyone’s cock throb. I smile inwardly.

Romulo

The surrounding studs are silent after your supremely confident jab and the sexual energy in the circle shifts. For a split second I wonder what it would be like to feel that energy while training all day, every day. My response is the opposite of silent. I moan loudly and fight a ferocious battle not to start leaking cum, but I maintain the mirrored level of power exchange that runs through us and collides in our chests. The relentless power exchange and energy output is immense. Sweat runs down my face, through my pec valley and trickles down through my rippling abdominals. I do what I can not to think about the crazy levels of pleasure arising from our grinding in even more sweat and stick to my steely determination to make a dent in you. I power up through my big concrete quads, up through my huge backside and up through my back and straight into your chest with as much force as I can muster. It’s a huge effort and I love the feeling of muscling into you so powerfully. I tuck my chin as far over your huge round shoulder, wrap my lats around you, and go balls to the wall.

Nate

“Holy fuuuuck….” I feel you ramping up all that power from your legs and I am seconds behind you in pulling power from my grappler’s engine, my quads into my big bull backside, sloping up into the core of my upper torso and straight back into your surge. My pec plates dig deep into yours as we can feel our bodies shudder some from the strain. I catch and counter your surge like a wave crashing on a beach and let you know by beginning a cock humping drum beat, powered by my flexing ass and thrusting hips. So, you always want to wait for the cue, that moment when you feel even a slight shift in the alpha aggression and primal lust balance. I feel big parts of you wanting to give in and just hump with me, so I gyrate my hips to taunt you with such delicious pleasure, advancing my sexual attack while never once allowing the strength exchange balance to shift. Yeah, you begin to feel my strength is more than tenacity. You begin to feel the endurance training I've done by training the KKL with Remy. We don’t move for hours. You are running up against every time I had to work to put Patrick and Hassan down. You're a really powerful guy running up against a well trained one. “C’mon, Rom, Fight Me Hard!” I say, never wanting this man vs man moment to end!

Romulo

Fuck. He shuts down my big power surge and has parts of me wanting to give into the lust. I can feel my balls starting to roil some, but I shake it off and start getting enraged. No one has shut me down in many years. I can feel the energy of the rage sizzle through my blood stream and join the battle as our bodies drain off rivers of battle sweat now. It is hard to tell where we begin and the other leaves off between our chests. It almost feels like our big rib cages were inside each other. I scan my whole body to send another surge of strength from the base of my system and send it hurtling through my core into your body through our chests. Our arms fight an exhausting battle for positioning, angling our forward attacks precisely. I am enjoying my power surge when suddenly I feel the shift. I am an inch backward before I realize I am moving, ever so slowly. It feels like being tapped out by a black belt; you don’t even see it coming. My balls begin to burn.

Nate

“Mmmmmm yeah, there you go, Romulo.” I whisper growl in your ear for the first time thinking about you as a real competitor and wanting to get in your head. Normally once I have broken Patrick’s or Hassan’s surge balance, it’s all over but the fun apart, but I sense that you have no quit in you, and that you are already formulating a counter strategy. To deny you a moment to think, I hit you with a one/two punch. I flex my upper back, shoulders and arms to force yours upwards and back, working to disrupt your equilibrium, and then pull even more power from my thickly corded quads, up through my muscled ass and back, then shoot it straight into your chest even as you work to stabilize our arm fight. I can feel you forced into scramble mode while I remain the one on offense and my muscle cocks flexes strongly against yours.

Danijel: “You got this Romulo! Kick his ass!”

Isaiah: Hang tough brother!”

Romuloo

I fight back against a sense of encroaching overwhelm as I feel Nate put me back a couple inches, and then feel him upend our arm fight, causing me to fire up muscles to restabilize the arm battle, and then he hits me with another intense surge. I don’t need the chorus of “Whoa’s” from my new teammates to know I’m in for a fight. With Remy’s voice still in my ear, I use Nate's tactics against him by yanking our arms into a downwards angle, forcing him to interrupt his surge to defend his stance. I then very quickly push with my stronger right hand and pull with my left, forcing Nate's torso to twist enough to counter well, but destabilizing his base. I can hear the guys notice this and root loudly for me, and it lends me the energy I need to top off my tank so I can again draw strength from my whole body, from my Brazilian heart and my Alpha soul, and slam it violently into Nate’s massive chest. My steel hard cock just automatically begins to hammer Nate’s out of an expression of power and my burning alpha desire to dominate him.

Remy

I have been watching closely as Romulo has been doing a great job as a total rookie against someone as strong and well trained as brother Nate. The team sees him being forced back and then rallying like a champion and it lands on every teammate differently as they watch intensely while stroking their about to explode, leaking cocks. Patrick cums, relating to that moment the tide shifts in Nate’s favor as if it were happening again to him. Hassan cums when he sees Romulo’s initial huge powerful effort and the promise his abilities present. It triggers that part that knows he had Nate on the ropes last time and new hope of defeating him soon. Ondra cums watching Romulo rebound out of a sense of loyalty to his new recruit and from just the sight of two massive bodies colliding. Danijel and Isaiah are still stoking, edging their cocks with a fine tune sense of exploding at the peak moment of the KKL Battle. And, finally, elder statesman Sean Williams has simply gone back to the weight room to train. I take all of this in as lead trainer, knowing each represents a different sexual vulnerability that can be exploited in a KKL fight.

Nate

Romulo pulls this twist and surge out of nowhere and has me on the serious defensive now. Maybe it came from Remy, he knows me inside and out as I do him, but if I had a moment to think I would have given all the credit to Romulo’s innate and well developed sense of power, body structure and angles, all of which he fine tuned from year of jiu jitsu training. I can feel his surge, even more powerful than the last few, driving into me like a Dagastani wrestling take down: Hard and rough. He is twisting my body as he drives into me, creating a sense of vulnerability, and has suddenly taken to the cock fight with vigor! My cock responds immediately to his as it’s all about alpha now and it relights both our fires of desire we have had for each other since we met. However, I know this tactic well, have used it many times and developed my counter to it as well. I hear the team’s chorus of support for Romulo and simultaneously I am proud of them for being good teammates while also becoming supremely aroused at the notion of beating their champion like I have beaten all of them. I slump lower in my stance, shooting my right shoulder into his left clavicle while pulling both his arms towards me, going with the energy of his right arm and neutralizing the twist. Using my quads and ass, now on their haunches, I launch upwards as if spring loaded back into you, pulling strength from my whole frame and pounding it back into your chest. I catch you by surprise and can feel you slowly going backwards. My sweaty chest slides up yours as my cock relentlessly battles yours. I feel you fighting me for every millimeter, but you keep going backwards until I have you at your tipping point.

Remy

Like clockwork, Nate turns an exemplary attack by Romulo into an opportunity to begin the slow, grinding end of a classic KKL battle. I remember when I was able to do that to Nathanial, but those days are long gone as he will soon take over the mantle of KKL alpha when I step down as the undefeated KKL champion of the underground sex fighting circuit. Danijel and Isaiah, on the other hand, can still only hope to do as well as Romulo and both experience enormous cum explosions. Having already shot their loads, everyone else just looks at them with interest and smirks. Knowing how much Nate and Romulo came into this battle really wanting just to fuck thier brains out, and seeing it is only a matter of time now, I corral the team and quietly herd them back to their routines in the weight room, leaving Nate and Romulo alone with some privacy.

Romulo

Whoa Fuck! Our bodies are drenched in each other’s sweat as I feel Nate use my oven twist technique against me and suddenly he has such an upper hand I am forty five degrees angled up from the floor with his hard, heavy chest crushing down on my hard, heavy chest. Fighting from a place of vulnerability against a powerful opponent is wearing me down physically at a rapid pace, but it is also bringing out little parts of me who enjoy the submission. These parts are so impressed with his technique, that the KKL actually has technique, that I have to quickly refocus on fighting back as I hear him scaring off my parts. My back is seriously aching, hanging by a thread with the power of my legs, ass and core and as much as I think about oceans of ice water, my balls start boiling like a furnace.

Nate

Whenever any organism experiences overwhelm, it collapses. The same is true about the most alpha among us sex fighters, but when we experience overwhelming opponents, it can create submissiveness to grow in our body-mind systems. I can sense it growing in you and even while crashing enormous pressure down on you I say, “Fuck that submissiveness, fight me all the way to the end, Romy!” I can feel you rally under me, your chest grinding up into mine, your abdominals ripping along with mine in our mutual battle sweat, and even my cock is betraying my training because I am so fucking attracted to you. My balls begin to boil as I know yours are, but before I can pinch them off, your back crashes to the mat and I crash down on top of you, pinning your hands into the mat, as all that is left is the cock war.

Romulo

As soon as I feel your full muscle weight on top of me, pinning me down in a way that hasn’t happened to me since I was a beginner, My balls explode, shooting long, thick strands of cum up between us. The orgasm is so intense it makes me shudder like an epileptic and the cum stream feels like it could go on pumping my mud all over us forever.

Remy

Normally against an opponent on the circuit I might aggressively showboat by NOT cuming. Instead I would force him to cum and then crawl up his body and make him suck my alpha load out of me for all the crowd to see, but Romy and I are now alone and as soon as I feel you writhing under me in an earth shattering orgasm that produces gallons of cum, I let my own boiling balls explode, shooting my load back all over you. I join you in our howling moans as we bliss out to our fetishized aggressive masculine intimacy.

Romulo

When I feel you orgasm directly after me, all pretense about us not fucking because you are my mentor seems meaningless. All restraint vanishes as our hands release and our arms wrap tightly around each other’s wide backs. Our mouths find each other’s and open wide and deep, as we begin tongue wrestling and making out with furious passion. We roll each other over and over, still humping our leaking cocks and making out like teenagers, feeling each other’s pumped muscle slippery with sweat and copious amounts of cum. We feel, as if for a moment, we have stumbled into heaven.

Nate

With adrenaline still pumping through our bodies, the orgasms in quick succession serve to break the bonds of our mentoring relationship and let loose our overwhelming attractions to each other. We ecstatically roll around making out and grinding until the

exhausted from the KKL battle catches up with us. I sink back on top of Romulo, but this time all we feel is the burning heat of each other’s bodies and our strong desire to be with each other. “Damn, Romulo, I think you just showed the whole team you are a contender with all of them! What say we drag our asses back to our feet and head to the shower in my private suite. We can worship each other's muscles with soap and water, then curl up in my king size bed and sleep this intense workout off together. Then when our cocks inevitably bone and wake us up, we can flip fucked our brains out until we fall asleep in each other’s arms. We can start our training again the following day. How does that sound?"

Romulo

“Glorious.”

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Published: 2026-02-06, viewed 131 times.

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2026-02-06 21:36

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Thanks Rafa! I'd like to simulate a team experience with you!

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