At Shane's Mercy

Grappling With John

John was a rising star in amateur MMA. At 6ft and 170 lbs, he was at the lower end for a welterweight. His build was lean and muscular. John's reach was good at 72 inches and he could pack a punch. But his real ability was with strength and submission.

John had trained since he was 16. His amateur record since age 18 was impressive: and now at 21 he had racked up an impressive record of wins with just two losses: F:24 KO:0 Sub: 19 D:3

I took up his offer to learn grappling. I figured it would be a good way to improve fitness and I'd be ready for Shane if he came at me again.
John and I were of similar age and height, he had more weight, muscle, and strength. The big difference was in fighting skills. He could destroy me easily so I had to learn how to tap fast.

Our first few classes were brutal, John and his gym partners tortured me with one submission after another. ' we do it to test newbies, lots of lads start thinking their headed for the UFC, they don't want to put in the hard work, this us how we weed them out'

I was way behind the others at the gym so John suggested we work on grappling skills at the flat.

Aside from conditioning, our sessions were focused on groundwork, BJJ, with me trying to submit John. As the weeks passed I was more familiar with a range of submissions: guillotine, rear-naked choke, triangle choke, armbar, kimura, bicep slicer, achilles lock...

One evening during practice, John asked if I was ready to be choked out by him. Experiencing a managed choke prepares a fighter for the real scenario, you learn what to expect and also how powerful it is and why it's dangerous. I consented and John knelt behind me forcing his forearm under my chin, as he clamped his hand on his bicep and flexed into me, I could feel myself fading.

It took a minute or so, to remember where I was. I was flat on the floor and could just see John kneeling beside me. He was massaging my neck to improve the blood flow. As soon as he could see I was ok he sat on me with a schoolboy pin.

John was grinning on top: 'you ok mate?'. I had been training with John for weeks, but this was different, he wasn't pinning to fight me, he just seemed comfortable there.

I tried not to stare at his ripped abs above me or the sweaty bulge in his grey grappling trunks. 'You're doing well bud, your skills are improving, no chance you will submit me though, ...hey what's that I feel under my ass,?'.
I had tried to control my cock but John was seriously good-looking, part scallie rough, and part handsome. His physique was perfect and I just wanted him in me.

John's reaction to my stiff cock surprised me: ' Not bad, good size there'.
I explained to John, I couldn't help it, it never happened before during training and it shouldn't.

John just laughed 'No bother I'm open to a good fuck anytime.'
He sat on my cock, leaned forward, down on me, grabbing my hands and stretching them out on the floor, pinning them with his hands.
John's face was on mine. 'You up for a session'. I was so stimulated, I could hardly speak and just managed 'yeah'.

His tongue was all over my face, licking wildly, when it entered my mouth it set off a series of micro orgasms. John felt like an injection of pure pleasure, a hyper stimulant of ecstasy. His tongue wrestled with mine and it tasted good.

John's stubble rubbed off my cheek as he continued to pleasure me.
He was in so deep, I was breathless, he was too, after a few deep breaths, he was in again.
I can't remember how often he entered my mouth or how long it lasted but I didn't want it to end.
We reached a point where we were both breathless and covered in sweat.

John pulled back and sat upright. The extra weight of him back on my cock, almost forced me to cum.

' Are you ready to take more of me now, my cock?'... I was. 'I'm going to do push-ups with my cock in your mouth, every time I go down on you, it's going to go in deep. You think you can take it'?

John stripped off his grappling trunks and his thick 7-inch cock thrust forward. It was a struggle to take his width into my mouth. ' Don't go too far back, remember my cock is out when I'm up and in when I come down on you. You are the reward for each one'.

He was in prone position ready to do his push-ups. I'd seen him in that position often when he was training. I was always in awe of his perfectly lined and formed physique. Everything was in the right proportions, wide shoulders, v shape, broad back, muscular arms, athletic legs. I'd never seen his bare ass before in that position, I could just make it out in the mirror behind him, it was solid, muscular, and strong.

I couldn't see much else except his thick black pubes covering my eyes.
3,2,1 John started pushing up. On the way down he came in hard. I hadn't considered how warm he would be, I sucked him as he entered, it pulled back a little as he returned to the peak of his push-up above me and then back in again as he came down.

John's form was perfect, he could do 100 push-ups without becoming breathless. I could hear him controlling his breath to fuel his workout.
The fifth time he pushed down and in, his cock hit the back of my throat. It was big, to begin with, but now it filled my mouth.

I was getting some air through my nose but even that was restricted by his pubic hair.

I fought the urge to gag and managed to control the flow of saliva in my mouth. It was a constant struggle as he pounded away above.
His sweat poured down on me and at number 75 he paused: 'How are you doing, down there, ready for more?'. I nodded and he started up again '76, 77,..

My head shook each time he plunged in, his sweat continued to rain down on me.

I heard him count '110' and then he let out a shriek. My mouth filled with his warm, salty, creamy cum. I licked his cock to encourage more and it continued to shoot loads until I had swallowed it all.

John pulled his cock out of me and lay down with his balls on my face.
He was breathing deeply while I licked his balls.