Fitness Fortress

Aaron_Jones: It's been a long time since I had my last match at the fight club I used to go, and now I finally decided to come for another match, looking to have some fun like the old days. I'm standing in front of the mirror in the locker room, getting ready for the match, wearing black speedos with matching boots. Once I'm done, I do some stretching and warming up, until the announcer calls my name. I head out of the locker room and make my way to the ring, the crowd cheering me as I walk down the aisle. I roll under the ropes and the go into my corner, rolling my neck and shoulders excited to meet my opponent

King_Gold: It's another day and another match at the fight club and the second I step through the curtain I can feel that familiar buzz in my chest. I roll my shoulders as I walk down the aisle, black-and-gold trunks catching the light, boots thudding against the floor while the crowd’s noise fills me ears. And when I reach the ring I grab the top rope and pull myself up onto the apron, stepping through without taking my eyes off Aaron in his corner, giving my arms one last stretch before pacing slowly across the mat, testing the canvas under my feet, then stopping a few steps away from him, raising my hands and nodding once ready to see what this sexy guy can do. I heard he wasn't around a lot at the fight club recently. I look at you and try to get under skin immediately. "Don't worry boy, i will go easy on...... once i hear you submit." I grin.

Aaron_Jones: When you finally show up and join me in the ring, I walk out of my corner and start getting closer, circling around slowly while I look at your body. I'm so lucky that I have to fight against someone that looks so hot, I can already feel my cock throbbing as I keep looking at you. I adjust my speedo and a grin appears on my face at your words "Oh, we have a cocky boy here. It will be fun to put you in your place" I respond to your taunt and then walk closer, reaching the middle of the ring. I offer you my hand for the handshake before the bell rings

King_Gold: I see the way you circle me, the confidence in your grin and I can’t help but smirk right back as I step toward the center of the ring, my eyes never leaving yours. I notice the way you adjust your speedo, hear the cocky edge in your voice and I chuckle before rolling my shoulders again, letting the tension build between us. When you offer your hand, I look down at it for a brief second, then back up into your eyes and after just enough hesitation to keep you guessing, I reach out and clasp your hand firmly, squeezing just a little tighter than necessary as I lean in and say quietly “Hope you’re ready to back that up” and before releasing your grip... i suddenly pull you forward and snap my free arm around the back of your neck, trapping you in a tight side headlock.

Aaron_Jones: My eyes never leave yours as I wait with my arm stretched out, until you finally take my hand and go for the handshake. I can feel your strength as you squeeze it tight, but I don't even flinch and just smirk more at you. It will surely be a fun match, I think before I suddenly feel your hand pulling me forward. I had my guard down, so you easly manage to trap me into your hold as you attack before the bell. The bell rings right when my head is trapped in your hold and I feel your strong arm applying pressure on my neck. "Fuck..." I groan with my face pressed against your hairy chest. I start throwing punches to your gut with one hand, while I try to push you with the other

King_Gold: I had the perfect timing to lock you in my side headlock. Practise makes perfect. I feel your punches landing against my stomach and I exhale through my nose, tightening my core and trying to keep the headlock firm without cranking it harder as you work to push me back. One of your shots makes me grunt under my breath and I shift my footing a little to keep my balance, forearm still snug against the side of your head while I let you fight it. “There you go" I whisper, giving the hold a brief squeeze before easing it just enough to see what you’ll try next, letting the struggle stay alive between us instead of forcing it.

Aaron_Jones: I groan our louder as you give that brief squeeze, my body jolting a little for the pain and I struggle to breathe for a moment. My punches don't seem to work as you manage to keep the hold. You're a tought guy for sure, but the match has just started. I give your stomach another punch, trying to hit harder, and then I raise the other arm to try to reach for your chin and pull your head back from it. While I do so, I also try to stand straight and if I manage to do so I then punch your ribs

King_Gold: Your harder punches land and I feel the air push out of me in a sharp breath, my grip loosening just as your hand reaches up toward my chin. Your shot to my ribs makes me loosen up fully this time and instead of fighting to keep the hold, I release the side headlock and take a step back, rubbing my side with a slow exhale while keeping my eyes locked on you. I roll my shoulders once, shaking out my arm as if I’m not impressed, then flash you a grin. "Alright... you’re not just here to pose" I say while nodding as I circle a half step to the side. "Thought you’d crumble quicker than that if i am honest" I raise my hands again, bouncing lightly on my feet. "Come on then, show me what else you’ve got."

Aaron_Jones: I struggle hard to free from the headlock and finally manage to do it, but not without damage. My neck hurts a little, but nothing serious and it will be gone soon. I roll my neck once I'm free and fully standing, looking at you as you circle around me. "Attacking before the bell, that's a cowards move" I say, ignoring your taunt. Without adding more, I lunge forward with my arms up as I lock hands with yours for a lock-up and try to force you backwards to the corner, with muscles bulging up

King_Gold: I hear the accusation but don’t bother answering it, the grin still sitting on my face as you suddenly charge forward and lock up with me. Our hands connect hard this time, forearms pressing tight as our chests collide and I dig my boots into the canvas immediately, muscles tightening as you try to drive me back. "Woah.." The push catches me off guard for a split second and I give ground half a step, jaw clenching as I lean in harder, trying to shift my hips and turn the angle instead of just meeting you head on. Our shoulders strain against each other, boots scraping loudly across the mat while I fight to stop your momentum, exhaling sharply through my nose as I test your balance and look for the smallest opening to spin this around before you can force me where you want me.

Aaron_Jones: I grunt and breathe heavily as we both start fighting for control in the lock-up. I grin when I see you going back a little and start pushing harder, but you seem to find your footing and fight back, making it a lot harder to force you back. We struggle hard in this, but I don't give up and use more of my strength. My muscles start to burn for the strain but I keep going, wanting to show you who's stronger

King_Gold: I feel you dig in deeper, your push stronger as our foreheads nearly touch and our arms tremble from the strain. my boots slide another step, then another, and this time I don’t stop it in time until my shoulders brush the turnbuckles. I exhale hard, chest rising and falling as I look at you with something almost like respect mixed into the smirk. "Damn... you’ve been training" I smirk while shaking one arm loose, relaxing just like I’m about to ask for a clean break. Then my eyes flick past you toward the crowd for a split second and I grin wider. "Careful... they like me more" I grin, trying to draw your attention just enough to make you hesitate while my hands shift hopefully unnoticeable, ready to react the second your focus wavers.

Aaron_Jones: You're a strong fucker and I barely managed to push you like this, my muscles hurting and burning for the strain but I finally have you in the corner. My body sweat already and I pant in your face, but I don't let go. I still keep my hands locked with yours and press you hard into the corner. "You wanted to see what I got? You got what you wanted" I say, then feel your arm relaxing but I don't mind it. I hear your comment about the crowd liking you and smirk "I wouldn't be so sure, they just like to see how you get your ass kicked" I respond, not noticing the shift in your hands

King_Gold: You’ve got me pressed hard into the corner and I can feel how much it took out of you to get me here, your chest heaving as you lean in and keep my hands pinned with yours. My back hits the turnbuckles and I let my arms relax just a little like I’m feeling the pressure, breathing heavier on purpose while you talk. I smirk at your comment and shake my head slightly. "Big words for someone already shaking" I smirk, keeping it simple. Then I suddenly drop my weight and explode forward out of the corner, driving my shoulder straight into your midsection in a quick spear, trying to knock you off balance and send you crashing onto your back in the center of the ring.

Aaron_Jones: I keep you into the corner more, not pushing as hard as before so I can try to catch my breath in the meanwhile, but you can clearly see how much this took me. "I'm not done yet, dude" I respond with confidence and then relax my arms as well, planning to break the lock-up and go for a hard chop across your pecs... But you anticipate me before I can do it, digging your shoulder into my unflexed abs. I groan out loud at the impact and double over, the blow forces me back a bit before I lose balance and hit the mat back first with a loud thud

King_Gold: I feel the impact connect clean and for a split second everything is just motion. Your body folding over my shoulder before you stumble back and crash onto the mat. I stay low for a heartbeat after the spear, breathing hard, then straighten up and run a hand through my hair while looking down at you on your back. "Told you not to relax" I chuckle, chest rising and falling as I take two quick steps forward instead of admiring it too long. I don’t waste time and reach down to grab at your wrist and shoulder, trying to pull you up before you can fully recover, wanting to keep the pace high and not let you reset after that knockdown.

Aaron_Jones: After all the strain put in the lock-up to push you into the corner, that spear hit hard and did some damage, so once I'm down I stay there looking up at the ceiling with my chest raising and heavy breathe. You're smart enough to keep going without giving me a break, pulling me up before I can recover so I'm a vulnerable for now

King_Gold: I see the wind knocked out of you, keeping my grip tight as I haul you up before you can fully gather yourself, your weight heavy in my hands for a second. I don’t give you space to steady your legs. Instead, I pull you in close and drive a quick knee up toward your midsection and then grab your head, pulling it into my now sweaty armpit. "I think the club is due to hear you moan, handsome"

King_Gold:

Aaron_Jones: My body just folds over your knee as you drive it hard into my gut, winding me out more and making me grunt loud. Doubled over, I bring both hands on my stomach and try to step back, but you don't let me and pull my head into your sweaty pit. The strong scent quickly fills my nostrils and I can even feel the hairs brush against my skin. My cock throbs in my speedo as you intoxicate me, and I hate it.

King_Gold: I got your head in my pit, using my other hand to yank your face back, slapping your cheek before grinding your face deeper into my musky pit. I don't hear you moaning or even inhaling my scent. "What's wrong boy? Not wanting everybody to hear you moan, no worries you will have no choice" i smirk and yank your face back out my pit and put my other hand on your hip, bend my knee and lift you up, hang you over my shoulder. Then i slam your body back down on the mats with a louder groan as i sweat more.

Aaron_Jones: You keep my head there and it gets worse each second as that strong scent intoxicate me, making me dizzy. I growl in frustation as you slap my cheek but the sound gets muffled as you grind my face deeper in your sweaty pit. I struggle to breathe and the throbbing of my cock doesn't help either, I have to stop this. I go to wrap my arms around you, trying to reverse the hold but it was too late since my feet leave the mat suddenly and a moment later my back hits the mat hard and I groan in pain

King_Gold: When i slam you down you land on your back and i get the best view of your hard bulge. "What the we have here Aaron? You got this hard for me?" I smirk and taunt you. I get next to you, grab your legs and fold you up while i wrap my thighs around your neck. Locking in a mix of a spladle and head scissors. I can watch your bulge twitching and your face reddening while you're getting the first class experience of sniffing my bulge musk. "Once again, for the crowd! Give us a big moan musk boy!"

Aaron_Jones: I'm down on my back, still dazed from the early smothering. I can still feel that sweaty scent in my nostrils. My bulge is in full display and you taunt me about it, making me feel humiliated. You're on me again before I can recover, grabbing my legs to fold me painfully and a second later I have your strong and hairy thighs around my neck. Your bulge right against my face, forcig me to inhale a different scent. I can also feel the shape of your cock pressing on my face. This time I moan for the pain as you keep me folded like that and crush my neck between those powerful thighs

King_Gold: "Ladies and gentlemen, there we have it. A moan from this jobber boy" I smirk hard and hit a biceps flex as the crowd starts chanting hard. Then i give them a show and squeeze my thighs around your neck, my hard cock rubbing your face and i use my free hand to slap your ass, smacking it a couple times. "How about you submit to me sexy boy, that way i can feed you my musk and fuck you up." A cocky smirk plastered on my face.

Aaron_Jones: That's so humiliating, being trapped like this with my face buried in your bulge, with my own bulge in display for you. I groan out louder for the pain as your thighs squeeze harder and cut off my breathing a bit. My hands pathetically slapping and clawing at your muscled thighs. It gets even worse when you smack my ass, making my body twitch in the hold and going further with the humiliaton. Your cock literally brushing my face as you keep grinding, going over my nose and lips as well. What's even worse is that my cock starts leaking too, the wet damp on my speedo in clear. I suffer in the hold, but I refuse to give for now

King_Gold: I do my best to keep you in this hold, making it overwhelming for your senses but that ain't enough to get to you submit or tap out. What i am counting on doing is that i clouding your judgment way too much with my musky humiliation that when i let you free of my spladle + head scissors i can transition into the next hold without any problems. For good measure i flex my thighs around your neck. "You are not ready for this to end? You need more of my musk? Have at it boy!" One more minute, then i shift to my next hold.

Aaron_Jones: You don't let go of the hold yet, keeping me there with your bulge on my face and that scent in my nostrils... All while those strong thighs keep to brutally apply pressure on my neck, adding more pain to the humiliaton. My body twitches in the hold, the pain constant with my groan muffled by your bulge, as the musk does his job. My hands still on your thighs

King_Gold: Then i execute my plan. I unwrap my thighs from around your neck but keep your legs folded up to your body. I get up and lean down to grab you by your nuts and your throat. I pull you up to your feet first before hoisting you over my shoulders and putting you in my torture rack. Applying pressure on your back as i pull from both sides. "How's this big boy?" Panting and smirking.

Aaron_Jones: You finally release me and I have just a brief second of relief before you proceed with the next hold without letting me breathe. My neck hurting like hell for the crushing pressure applied by your thighs and my breath ragged as I pant ti get some air back in my lungs... But again, this lasts only for a second cause then your hand grabs my nuts and I cry out loud, a cry that is soon stopped by your other hand that goes to my throat and all that comes from me is a choked gasp. Then comes the worst part, my body bent and stretched over your back in a painful torture rack. My body wriggling pathetically over you while I cry out and the crowd chants your name.

King_Gold: "Yeah! That's how it goes! You've been out this fight club too long, boy. Now you have to work your way back up from the very bottom." I laugh at you, rubbing your crushed throat and nuts before going for a second round of pulling on both ends. "You don't get to submit just yet you sexy jobber boy." I grin and then lean on the leg where your head is andlet your nuts and throat go, grabbing you and locking your head between my thighs, having you upside down in my bulge. "Why don't you give us another big moan jobber boy before we finish this. I thought you would be more of a challenge!"

Aaron_Jones: I can't breathe and the unbearable pain from my nuts spreads throguht my stomach, making my choked gasps worse. I can't bear this anylonger, and despite all the pain my cock just keeps throbbing and leaking. I didn't want to end up like this, I wanted to win this match but you're dominating me now, and I can't control my cock. Just when I'm about to give, you let go of the hold and change position. Now you have me hanging upside down, those powerful thighs of your at work again as they clamp around my head with my face in your bulge again. I moan just as you wanted, suffering a lot now but unable to give up

King_Gold: "That's a good boy!" I grin as you moan for me, just like i asked you, urged you to. I smirk and grin at the crowd. "Give a big round of applause to the comeback of Aaron Jones, jobber of King Gold" As the crowd cheers hard i whisper so just you can hear me "That's right boy, you're my jobber now. I always love having sexy jobbers to crush them!" And with that i lift my feet up and crush your head with a piledriver. Letting my knees hit the mats and your head as well. I let your legs go and watch you flop down.

Aaron_Jones: I hate the way you taunt me and call me your jobber, that's so humiliating especially given the position I'm in and all I can do is sniff your bulge, pathetic and helpless. My legs wriggle in air before you go down and my head crashes into the mat hard. With a muffled grunt, my body falls flat on the mat when you let my legs go, spreaded eagle and barely conscious

King_Gold: I grin and watch you spread eagled and barely conscious. My own cock throbbing hard in my trunks. I sit down on your chest and hit a double bicep flex. Slapping your face because i need you awake for the next part. "Submit to me boy. Loud and clear!"

Aaron_Jones: I lie there, destoryed and completely drained out of strength. I see your hot hairy body towering me before you sit on my chest, crushing my weak body under your wait. Your ass pressing on my chest, making the breathing harder. The humiliaton goes further as I get slapped, the smack sound echoing in the arena. I look up at you with spent eyes "I submit"

King_Gold: "I don't think i have heard you boy. What did you say?" I smirk and lean back to slap that tenting and pre-spitting dick. The crowd cheering louder, chanting. "SUBMIT! SUBMIT!" I lean down and give your cheek a kiss. "You heard them boy!"

Aaron_Jones: My body twitches and arches as you slap my hard and leaking cock, the wet damp on my speedo spreading more. I can hear the crowd chanting and feel your lips against my cheek. Your weight still crushing me under your ass as I look at you again "I SUBMIT" I say it louder than I can with my cracking voice

King_Gold: Now that you have submitted to me the best part begins. I get to do what i want with you. I grab you dick and yank it up. "Let's see how loud you can get, jobber boy." My smile a sinister grin as i push my weight on you

Aaron_Jones: Now that the match is over, I'm completely at your mercy and I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing. You annoyed me the moment you stepped into the ring and attacked me before the bell, so I really wanted to give you a lesson... But here I am now, being your jobber and now you can do anything you want. I let a loud moan out when you yank my cock, making my body jolt under you. "Fuck..."

King_Gold: I hear that loud moan coming from you and your body jolts for me. I stand up and put my boot on your chest, flexing once again. This being the undoubtable victory pose. "Fuck yeah. I fucked this little boy so good, he didn't stand a chance! Now....." i smirk and plant my foot deeper in your chest. "...you're going to take my boot off with your teeth."

Aaron_Jones: I stay down, beaten and humiliated with your boot on my chest. It presses hard, making me struggle to breathe as you ass did few seconds ago. I feel the pressure of it, digging deeper. I see your smirk, that pisses me off more but also makes you look hotter, and I obey. I raise my head and slowly move it closer to your boot, feeling all the humiliaton the moment my teeth bite in the laces and I pull on them, unlacing the boot and then trying to take it off

King_Gold: "Hahahah look at this jobber boy, using his teeth to strip my boot off and you guys can all imagine what will happen next right? Take it fully off musk boy!" My cock tenting my trunks hard as i feel your teeth on my boot, almost getting them off.

Aaron_Jones: Fuck, that's so humiliating and I know it can only get worse... I can see your cock tenting your trunks as you stand over me, and my own cock does the same despite the way I feel... I pull on your boot more and finally get it fully off

King_Gold: The literal second my boot it off i put it next to your face and cover your face with my foot. "There we go! Who wants to see this jobberboy kissing and licking my foot?" The crowd erupts into cheers, wild and loud.

Aaron_Jones: You're quick to put your foot on my face, smothering me under it. My body just squirms under you and I don't even wait for your command and start kissing the sole of your foot, with my tongue licking and going between your toes

King_Gold: I laugh hard but also get even more turned on by this obedience that you show me and in front of the crowd. I put my now wet foot off your face and get into the corner, sitting on the turnbuckle. "You want to worship my foot? Come over here, crawl!"

Aaron_Jones: This is too much, too humiliating but I have to do it. You won the match, so I have to do anything, and I don't want to be punished further if I don't follow your orders... So I slowly get on all fours and start crawling to you, with the crowd laughing at me. Once I'm at your feet, I lean down and start kissing and licking both feet, with my cock throbbing and leaking. I can't resist, despite the humiliaton I get so turned on that one of my hand instinctively grabs my cock and I start jerking off at worshipping your feet

King_Gold: "I didn't say anything about touching my feet, did i?" I pull my feet up and over you, kicking down in your back. "Roll over like a dog and open your mouth, tongue out and then you get my feet and you pull that jobber cock out and jerk off for all to see!"

Aaron_Jones: I thought you wanted me to keep kissing your feet, but you had other plans and your words just keep making things more and more humiliating. I groan in pain as you kick down in my back, my arms giving and I fall face down on the mat. Without daring to protest, I do exactly as you said and roll over my back with my mouth open to your feet. My hand pulling my speedo down and keep jerking my cock. I lick and kiss the sole of your foot between moans

King_Gold: "That's a good boy. You're going to beg if you can blow your load for me yeah? Stroke harder!" I press my feet harder down on your face. Almost having my toes go into your mouth and when you answer me they will go in.

Aaron_Jones: Your feet press hard down my face, smothering me under the sole and muffling my moans. I keep stroking my cock, doing it harder and faster just as you ordered. My body arches under you, the pleasure is overwhelming. "May I cum, sir, please?" I beg you since my cock is already about to explode and I have to slow down a bit, the moment my mouth opens your toes go in and I start sucking

King_Gold: "Good boy, suck my toes!" Mmm... my own dick leaking, i pull it out and jerk over your body. "No, boy. Don't cum yet, edge yourself more." I smirk with an evil glint in my eyes, needing to see how good of a boy you are to me while i my pre drips on your body.

Aaron_Jones: I keep sucking your toes, my hand moving in a more steady pace over my cock as I can't cum yet. I stroke it, then stop when I'm about to cum and restart... This continuely staying at the edge is killing me, I need to cum so bad but I don't dare to do it before you tell me I can. In the meanwhile I never stop worshipping your feet, with your precum dripping on my weak body

King_Gold: "And don't stop stroking for me boy. You just can't cum for me yet, only when you really are broken you can cum, you got that?" I slide my toes even deeper inside you. My own cock raging hard and getting close.

Aaron_Jones: "Y-Yes sir" I respond with muffled voice as your toes stay deep in my mouth. I keep stroking more and more, being careful to stop before I cum and then restart again. This is a torture, being so close to shoot and having to hold it. You can see the suffering on my face and in the way my body twitches, all while you keep covering me under your precum

King_Gold: "That's a good boy." I get too horny, too fast for your obedience of my every command. I wanted to drag it out more but fuck... its reserved for the rematch now. "Fuckkkkkk..... CUM FOR ME JOBBER BOY! CUM NOW!"

Aaron_Jones: You finally say it and my hand start moving faster and hard again, with my deep moans muffled by your feet. My whole body starts jerking and I arch my back, my eyes rolling back before my cock explodes in ropes of thick cum

King_Gold: I see your cock exploding for me and not even a second later i start shooting too, coating your body with my cum. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Moaning hard while i shoot more and more, not stopping yet.

Aaron_Jones: I suck your toes deeply with my body arching for the release, moaning louder. Your cock shoot cum that drop on my weak body, covering me under it and despite all the humiliaton of it, I love the feeling of being completely owned by you now

King_Gold: When we both crash down from our cumshot i push myself off the turnbuckles and my feet off your mouth. I grab my sweaty boot and put it over your face, grabbing your hair and yanking you up. "I'll take this one home!" I shout for the entire club to hear as i take your things and leave for my place......

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