Brian's Obsession

Next time I saw Brian was in the college bar. There was some indie band playing but Brian made a bee line for me: 'youre boyfriend let you out alone?' , he grinned. Brian knew nothing about my sexuality and certainly not about a boyfriend, I didn't have.

One thing was clear I had had caught Brian's attention. He was in my ear the whole time we were in the bar, bragging about his fights, his gym prowess and throwing down challenges to me.

There was something magical about Brian mouthing into my ear, his warm breath, rough authoritive tone, the smell of his sweat so close to me.

He was a little shorter than me, so I had to bend down to hear him. My eyes fixated on his sweat stained white t shirt. His six pack clearly visible through the soft cotton. As I turned to hear him, our faces touched, I felt his stubble and our eyes locked with excitement.

There was movement in his blue jeans. His bulge had grown, his cock was awake, hungry for action. Was this pure physical attraction? It soon became clear it was more than that.

Brian's bragging turned into a series of challenges and alpha put downs, directed at me: 'I reckon I could have you!' I was stunned 'what?' ..'in a fight, no problem getting you in a sleeper and you're mine then bitch' ..'fuck off Brian'..'Just wait until later, until I'm on top of you, you'll be begging to kiss my feet pal'.

I could have unloaded a cum shot right there, in my jocks, just thinking of his feet and how they would taste. Ever since I first saw Brian, I kept wondering was he size 11? big feet for his height, he always wore those low rise adidas white canvas trainers, often without socks, my eyes would relish his thick hairy ankles and I could smell that canvas sweat aroma. A kind of sweaty rubber scent, something you get in a wrestling gym.

I saw what he did to that lad at the party, the way he humiliated him. Burying his cock deep into his throat, making it his territory.

Even though I'd been warned by John not to entertain any fight scenario with Brian, I couldn't resist his challenge. I wanted to test those tanned, vascular bicep popping arms, could I beat this lad? We're both the same age, 20, I'm taller, wider and maybe stronger? Brian though is incredibly muscular, his genetics are great and he's obviously a gym rat. He's fast and fit as fuck too.

He was right in my ear now: 'come on are you afraid to have a go at me, maybe you heard stories about the lads I've had before? Are you really going to refuse a challenge from me?' 'Last time I saw you Brian, you had some lad chewing on you're cock, you were drooling, loving it, like you were his bitch'.

He wasn't expecting that, his face turned kind of red, almost with embarrassment. 'What the fuck you talking about? . Brian's speech was hesitant now, shakey, like I knew his secret and he was afraid.

Any dominance Brian had, was crumbling fast, he was shaken as I relayed what I had witnessed between him and Nathan. 'Hey I don't mind what you're into Brian, lads sucking each other is all cool, but don't give me the wannabe alpha threats, when you're there begging for Nathan's mouth'...  'oh you're really asking for it now, I'm going to be all over you mate, let's go now, outside, on the grass, in the gym, don't care where, I'm going to have you for the night.

Brian's hesitancy had been brief. He was was back to his true nature. Right there, among a crowd of students, indie band delivering powerful melodies, Brian had stated his desire to own me.

I was enjoying pushing Brian's buttons, I figured I'd torture him some more: 'Will I just tell you're mates you want to leave with me cause you need a good fuck, Brian, a good hard fuck to warm you up for them? Does you're girlfriend know you're slobbering over lads, is you're little cock all excited about me ramming you're ass later?' 

Brian turned to face me directly, our cocks rubbed together, through our jeans. His expression was cocky and menacing, this was like a pre fight face off. I kept thinking how handsome he was, his crew cut jet black hair, stubble, jewel like brown eyes, his subtle freckles and chiselled jaw.

He wanted to outstare me but he couldn't, he saw instead someone who matched his desire to dominate.

Brian felt perfect for me: shorter, smaller, impressive physique, aggressive and cocky. Breaking him in, would be my pleasure.

The sexual tension was unbearable, we needed to get it on fast. Brian wasted no time: 'meet me outside, we can scrap in my basement, no one there'. I nodded in agreement, Brian rubbed his hands with glee and smiled.

Part of me felt guilty, running out on my friends to go and conquer Brian. They would get drunk anyway and for me the potential prize was irresistible.

It was warm outside, he was waiting. We walked for almost half an hour. He was popping his biceps the whole time, like some kind of pre fight warning ritual. It bugged him I was so calm. I figured I'd throw a few put downs at him: 'save you're energy shorty, you'll need it to service me'. It bothered him but excited him too, every reference I made about owning him, caused him to harden.

I was finding it tough too, at one stage he was right in front of me, the moonlight lit up his beautiful ass. I felt a sexual 'electro jolt' in my cock head just looking at it. Beautiful muscular, bubble but, bursting out of his jeans. Last thing I wanted to do was cum though, for him to know he had creamed me with just the sight of his ass.

Turns out Brian was living in a building at the back of someone's house. It was like a garage but with a basement too. The whole place reeked of him. Upstairs was messy, like a typical student jock room, gaming consoles, clothing thrown around, giant tv and messy kitchen.

Downstairs was more intense, this place revealed the real Brian. Weights and supplements everywhere, a bed in the corner, several body size mirrors, trophy's he'd won for football, grappling and rugby.

The air was heavy with his odour. For sure, it was from his home workout sessions, and from his sweat stained clothes and trainers, thrown in the corner. There was cum too, dried into his jocks and duvet. He didn't even try to hide it.

I've been back to people's rooms, had a polite drink and fucked before. This was weird though, he did just that, broke open cans of beer, offered me a seat but then handed me a pair of his shorts. 'Put them on unless you want to throw down in you're Calvin's?'

'So you've been sussing out my jocks Brian?'... 'You fucking followed me into the toilet mate, watched me piss, I saw you admiring my cock'. Brian was right, I had lusted after his cock in the bathroom, no point denying it. Now I knew he'd studied me too. Later we would see who was bigger because with Brian it would all be about domination.

He stripped in seconds. More perfectly formed than I had imagined. He wore his clothing well but some lads surprise naked. Brian was muscular, tight, neat, strong, flexible, beautiful but manly too. It was as though a personal trainer had mapped out each muscle to give them definition and size.

His head was almost too youthful and small to sit on something so powerful. His shoulders wide with balls of muscularity at each end. His chest powerful, chiselled, definition between upper and inner pecs and an almost menacing side pec. His mid section was solid sculpted, steely. You could punch that hard and it would hold. His belly flat and firm. The light body hair thickening over his crotch, jet black. Under it his cock, cut, resting now but thick and easily 6 to 8 inches. It had awesome shape, sturdy and virulent. Under it the balls you would expect a champion to have, large, full , impressive.

'Get on with it you've been staring at my cock too long already'. Brian loved that I was so stunned by his physique. He even flexed his quads to entice my eyes. Fuck they were impressive. These were mega alpha bulging, hairy thighs, almost as though he spent 90 % of his gym time on them.

His feet were perfect too, confident arches, strong toes, the stature of an athlete.

He grinned confidently, 'now let's see what you got'. I started with my t shirt. He scanned me: 'good, I like a bit of a challenge, you'll go down hard mate'. His eyes lit up when I pulled my jeans and jocks off, he licked his lips and studied my cock. 'Got to admit you're well stacked man'. I stared down, he was hard now too.

At that moment I realized I'd caught Brian off guard, he was obviously used to being the biggest with other lads, but now he wasn't so confident and his cock was lower than mine because he was shorter, that in itself bothered him. I had size over him. Did he have bulk and mass over me though?

We stood there for at least ten minutes admiring each other's physiques, it felt good to have his cock digging into my balls and mine into his belly button.

Brian was quick to regain dominance though. He threw a pair of his sweat stained shorts into my face. 'Put them on'... ' I'll do my best trying to fit into these little things Brian' ...' You look good in them lad, sorry their sweaty, worked out in them earlier, kept the clean ones for me'. 

The fucker had already started to own me? I was standing there in his sweaty shorts while he laughed at me. His sweat was already on my cock, he'd made his mark on me. It made me hard too and that excited him.

'The rules are the same as UFC and Wrestling but no striking, ok? and you submit so I don't snap you or put you to sleep ok? Doesn't mean I'm letting you go though, just means I'll show you mercy ok? No time limit, I'm having you for as long as I want and that means you're ass, you're mouth, you're cock too!' 'youre my obsession now, I'm going to give you my full attention'. 

Brian's speech was like some kind of pre wresting or UFC media hype but it went way beyond that. He was declaring physical war on me, and if I yielded, I could survive as his conquest.

'Youre going to need those little rules alright Brian, so ok with me. Just one thing though, how are you going to beg for mercy when you're head scissored between my thighs, face down, gurgling on my cock? Can we agree you blink three times for mercy?

Brian grinned menacingly and shouted 'lets go'. The fight for physical dominance was on. He went for my legs, he was going to try and throw me on the mats and straddle me. He was fucking strong, bull like, if  I hadn't caught him in a guillotine choke I'd be flat on the mat under him. Instead his neck was locked hard between my bicep and forerm, his head staring out behind me. It didn't take long for him to fall to his knees. The guillotine is brutal, he was getting weaker by the second. 'Submit Brian, submit, submit'...'fuck you no way '. 

I was thrilled to have him there, on the mat guillotined beyond escape. I wasn't going to choke him out, I wouldn't put him in danger, but I was going to break his will and have his ass. It was rough, we were both sweating hard, he was panting, slowing down, I could feel his humiliation.

He refused to submit, I decided to pile on the pressure. That's when I felt his fist on my cock, in my shorts. The fucker was jerking me. The feel of his sweaty rough skinned hand was enough to stun me with pleasure. My head flooded with seratonin, my body primed for orgasm.

Brian had literally sexually stunned me and used that to escape the guillotine. I was in his choke hold now, a side headlock, my face smothered into his armpit. That was no accident either. 'looks like the tables have turned, not looking so tough now are you?, let's see how much sweat you can drink down there'.

He wasn't even looking for submission, this was payback, he wanted to humiliate me. Straight away I realized he was an expert at this. He used his bulging biceps and thick forearms with devastating effect. Locking me in so hard, I could only breathe his sweaty armpit. He worked it relentlessly: 'look at you now, stuck in there, smell that? That's proper sweat lad'. 

Brian was smotheing me in his sweat and he relished it. 'its going to be a long slow night, filled with humiliation for you lad and when you're ready I'll fuck you and own you'.

Trapped and exhausted, his armpit hair smothering me, his sweat flooding me, I was intensely turned on too. I wondered what Brian would do me for the rest of the night?

I was more determined than ever to submit him. I wanted him choking on my cock by daylight.