Teaching Larry and Mike a lesson

It was Saturday night and time for the big event: Mike and Larry were going to learn their lesson from Jeff and me.
As I walked down the aisle, I saw that Mike and Larry were already in the ring. Mike, 6'1", and 215# with dark brown hair and fairly good looking. He had been into bodybuilding for about 4 years. Larry was a much bigger guy. He stood 6'3", weighed 245#, and had black hair. He began body building at age 13 and won a few contests. He was extremely handsome and had some modeling experience. Needless to say, I wanted to fuck them both.
Jeff had given both of them a portion of my special workout cocktail. They took it with the same ease as he had; possibly thinking also that it was an athletic drink to build stamina. I was excited to see how the added Cialis and the "dating drug" would work on these tow studs. "Hi guys. Tonight is going to be a rough one," I said as I walked over to the corner.
"You know you don't have to worry about us, Eric, worry about yourselves," Larry replied.
"Don't worry about that, I will." And I would definitely do it; the question was only which one of them would be my first spoil of war."Damn, it is hot as hell in here, even though there is no crowd and not all the lights on." Mike moans, "is the damned air conditioning on?"
"Sorry, the thing is broken," was my lie. I had told Jeff to turn it off; some good sweat would put those two even more in the mood.
At that time the auditorium doors opened and in walked Jeff. He swaggered down to the opposite side of the ring and climbed in.
I walked over and gave him a knowing grin. Jeff looked past me at his opponents and shouted "You guys are going to go down tonight and learn how real men wrestle."
"Fuck you asshole," was Larry's joking reply.
"We will see about that, won't we Eric?"
"Now Jeff, didn't your mother teach you not to have nasty thoughts?" I smirked. "This is about teaching them the facts of wrestling."
Larry darted his tongue in and out toward Jeff; I guessed I knew what Jeff will do with him later, as I called for the fight to begin.
Each team conferred for a moment and then Mike and me met in the center of the ring and immediately locked fingers high overhead in a test of strength. Although Mike had a slight height and weight advantage, I began to force his hands down. My own time of doing this gave me better strength than Mike. As the struggle continued, sweat broke out on both our faces, due in part to the "broken" air conditioner. Finally, I was able to force Mike to his knees. I then planted my right foot square into Mike's exposed gut forcing the wind from his lungs. I released the hands, slipped around Mike, and locked my powerful legs around Mike's waist at the same time I slipped my arms under Mike's and locked my fingers behind the neck.
I now had Mike in a combination of body scissors and full nelson.
I applied full force to both holds. "Going to try to squeeze a little of that fat out of your head." Jeff told me that Mike's weak point was his "staying" capacity. When you could knock the wind out him by applying pressure, you could wear him down, which is one of the reasons we turned off the air conditioner. I began squeezing and relaxing both holds in an unpredictable pattern. Mike's ribs and neck were in great pain.
Summoning his strength, Mike slowly began bringing both of his massive arms down, finally breaking the full nelson. He immediately placed his hands on my feet in an effort to pry them apart. As Mike was exerting all his efforts into separating the powerful legs, I threw a solid punch into his kidney causing Mike to scream in pain, and release the legs.
I released the scissors, stood up, pulled Mike to his feet and threw him back into the corner. I tagged Jeff to give him something to warm up.
He ran into his opponent's corner, threw a right to Mike's jaw, and then used a head flip to bring the dazed guy into the middle of the ring. Jeff leaned over to Mike's ear and shouts, "Where's your partner? Why isn't he over here trying to help you?" Of course, seeing this treatment enraged Larry and he tried to get to the corner to help his partner. Something I avoided by blocking him. This only caused further delay as I continued to force Larry back to his corner. Me and Jeff had chosen to work on Larry's weak point - his temper. I threw a hard fist into the vulnerable abs of my hapless opponent. Larry was not down and only bending a bit, he had more in him than I thought, the victory would be sweet.
In the ring Jeff dropped a knee into the lower back, and then brought Mike to his feet. I tagged my partner, who continued to hold Larry back, lifted Mike and dropped him back on the ground. A tagged Jeff again who rolled Mike onto his back and delivered a double handed fist deep into the exposed gut.
Jeff simply laughed as he delivered a knee drop into the gut and Mike was now in a great deal of pain. Jeff quickly rolled him onto his stomach and applied a Boston crab. Locking both ankles under his armpits, Jeff sat back, applying even more pressure.
I was down on the mat at Mike's head asking if he submits. Mike shouted a determined "NO."
"I have an idea," was Jeff's response and he released the pain struck Mike and rolled him on his back. When I saw the beaten opponent my eyes immediately flew to his crotch, seeing an impressive hard-on. The drink had worked faster with this guy than expected. Jeff grabbed his victim and pulled him on his feet, then positioned himself behind him and took him into a neck hold with one arm while grabbing the hard-on with the other. He kneaded that hard flesh and asked Mike again to submit, getting another rebuttal.
"Good," was Jeff's only response before he slid into Mike's trunks and freed the hard-on, giving him a hand job and even licking his ear. Mike squeaked first then breathed heavily, obviously not wanting to show how much he liked it."You fucking faggots", Larry screamed as he jumped into the ring and charged to the help of his friend. I intercepted him and sent him down on the floor, ass first.  Before he got up, I raced towards him and delivered a pounding fist into his belly. Jarry let out a loud cry of pain.
I dropped to the floor, reached up and grabbed both of Larry's ankles and pulled with all my force. Mike screamed as he felt as though his spin was folded backwards. For several seconds Larry did nothing and I felt disappointment rising inside me at this easy victory. Then Larry's temper came into play and he actually managed to break my hold and violently pushed me to one side and tried to charge at me. He took a wild swing at me but missed as I was expecting him. The force of the swing carried Larry into the corner where I followed and threw him off his feet. Unfortunately, for him he landed on his back, hurting it even more and sending more pain through his body. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jeff continuing his hand-job on a heavily breathing Mike; a sight that was making my dick leak pre-cum.
Turning around I saw Larry trying to make a come-back, and I kicked him in the gut.
"Hey Jeff, do you want to have a go at this one as well or should I teach him the rest of the lesson?"
Jeff's only response was to release Mike and tagging me. While I sent Mike to the ground, Jeff pulled Larry to his feet and threw him chest first into the ropes. As he bounced off the ropes, he was met with a forearm blow across the lower back. Larry dropped to his knees, but was lifted to his feet by Jeff. Jeff lifted him over his head and performed a back breaker across his knee. This was repeated twice more.
The fourth time he bounced off the ropes and brought Larrye to the ground in a power slam. Larry's lower back must have been in a great deal of pain. Jeff dragged him to his corner and applied a Boston crab while facing the corner. While that sight of beauty was going on I decided to have a little fun with Mike. The guy was so beaten to a pudding by Jeff that I didn't need to hold him; I just went down, licked his abs and devoured his cock. The guy moaned and squirmed as I was sliding up and down his shaft, draining him of energy and loving every minute of it.
Suddenly I felt my head getting gripped and forced down. A normal guy would have chocked now, but I took it as a challenge. I threw my head back with such force that I freed myself from Mike. I took a few step backs and waited for Mike to make the next step.
He ripped his trunks off and slowly rose to his feet, his eyes dead set on me. I liked the sight, I liked it a lot. That sweaty bodybuilder, with his raging hard-on gazing at me with a mix of lust and rage in his eyes, was truly a sight to behold. I know what he wanted, but he had to beat me first.
Mike charged at me, but I evaded him, seized his right arm and executed an arm drag. Mike hit the mat and the little wind he had managed to recover was once again knocked from his lungs. I pulled him to his feet and slang him across the ring. I was on him immediately and starting pounding his abs.In the mean time Jeff had dragged Larry back to his corner and prepared him for the next torture. Larry's neck was placed across the lower rope. Jeff then lifted Larry's feet and applied a Boston crab. Now the pain of the crab was not only situated within his lower back, but also his neck as he was choked. Larry's only recourse was to try to get his neck off the rope, by using his hands to lift himself up.  However, not having the strength to dislodge Jeff, this simply furthered the pain in his lower back.
"Hey Larry, where the hell is your partner? Oh, never mind I see him. He is keeping Eric busy with his mouth so I can have all the fun I want with you over here," Jeff taunted Larry.
Finally, Mike managed to grab my arms and throw me away to charge right at me. There was a flurry of hands and arms as Mike went after me, me fending him off as best as I could, the lust or maybe the anger revigorated him. I spotted an opening and managed to deliver a kidney punch to his back. I then grabbed him by the arm and the back of the head, charging Mike across the ring and tossed him over the top rope near his corner. Mike tried to grab the ropes to help break his fall but only managed to catapult his lower back full force across the edge of the ring apron, as he dropped to the floor in pain. In the meantime, Jeff had begun working on Larry's abs and chest with a series of blows, knee drops and stomps while near their corner. Then Jeff drove both hands into Mike's abs and applies a vicious grab to his nuts below Larry's also stiff dick. Larry's scream echoed across the room.
I pulled Mike back into the center of the ring and applied a figure four with the pressure on the ass, just for fun. Larry managed to recover and climbed back up and started after Jeff. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jeff dove and threw Larry across the ring. He rebounded off the ropes and charged at Larry to deny him any rest. Having his knee resting on Larry's stomach, he grabbed his balls and put enormous pressure on them and the cock. Larry let out a tremendous scream but only for a short time.
I repeated the maneuver and Mike screamed his submission over and over. I released the hold, got rid of my trunks and presented my dick for him to see. He knew I was the stronger opponent and so he had to feel the defeat, all my 9 inches. Like a good sport he raised his legs and spread them for me, presenting his hole for the tacking. I thought that such good sportsmanship should be rewarded and so I didn't thrust in right away. I spit on his hole and widened it with my fingers first, something Mike seemed not to mind at all. When I entered him and started thrusting there was no resistence and no sign of pain on Mike's face. In fact he seemed to enjoy it as much as Jeff did two weeks prior. He moaned like mad and his eyes were full of lust for what I was doing to him. His eyes were burning with desire and challenged me to fuck him, his lips even forming an "uh" right before he licked his lips while looking my eyes. Then it dawned on me.
"You fucking asshole. You wanted this, don't you?"
All I got was a wiggling of the eyebrows and a big grin. Part of me was angry for who knows whether he really fought or let me and Jeff win, but the other part didn't give a fuck except for the awesome clenching of Mike's hole on my cock. Either way, I saw no reason to hold back and Mike was full on board with it, he took everything I dished out at him. He even alerted me to what was going on behind us with a nod.
No idea what had been going on with Jeff and Larry in the meantime but Mike alerted me to a second series of moaning. Looking around I saw Larry's arms bound in the ropes. His mouth wide open and his face full of lust. Behind his sweaty frame Jeff was pounding into him with force. Each of Jeff's muscles were tense, his ass clenching beautifully with each thrust and gaze glued on where his cock drove into Larry's ass.
"You like that sight, don't you," Mike asked while I was still piledriving into him.
My answer was to pick up the pace and fucking him faster, hitting his prostate and making his eyes role.
When he had regained his composure he looked at me with determination and stated: "I have a deal for you."
"Which would be?"
"Let me fuck Larry and I will be your sex slave for a month."
That made me stop. Neither me nor Mike moved, the sounds of Jeff and Larry fucking the only sounds in the room. I lowered my upper body so much my nose almost touched Mike's.
"If you break that deal..," I threatened him while pressing my index finger into his pecs.
His answer was a licking of my lips. I returned it and we let our tongues play for a while. When we broke the connection I looked into his eyes and left his ass. I dragged him to his feet and over to Jeff and Larry.
"Ok, Jeff, take a break," I ordered and pulled him out of Larry.
Jeff's confused look only worsened when he saw Mike positioning himself behind the heavily breathing Larry, grabbing the hips and pistoning into Larry, turning the heavy breaths into loud moans again.
Turning to me with an annoyed look I filled him in on the details while Mike kept fucking with vigor. When that did not soothe his annoyance and he was about to go to Larry, I stopped him, got down on my knees and presented my open mouth. He caught on immediately and started face-fucking me. It had been a while since someone did that to me and I had forgotten how excillirating it could be to be used by someone else. Mike thrusting in and out of me was so hot I was not only close to cumming but also of thinking giving up my ass for him, but I refused. He had to beat me first after all, and as for my dick… well I had my plans for it.
I could not hold Jeff of forever and so he threw me off after god knows how long and forced Mike out of the willing fuck toy that Larry had become.
While Jeff was driving himself mad with lust and sex, I forced Mike on his knees and slapped his face with my dick. He caught on just as quickly as before and soon he was sucking me like an expert. He used his hand and mouth in tandem and convinced me that it was a good deal to bend the rules a little to have this stud as a sex slave. That thought sent me over the edge and I spilled my load into Mike’s mouth. He did not stop and licked my dick clean, sending more waves of pleasure through my body.
Next to us Jeff was releasing himself within Larry with a loud yell, an even sweatier body and a bang against his ass. Barely had he left the ass in front of him, Mike and me were at his dick already. Down on our knees and licking it clean. When we were finished Jeff was so exhausted he lay down on the mat.
With only Larry and Mike left to cum, Mike eagerly entered Larry again, while I felt generous and started to suck Larry off.
Mike and me worked in tandem and together we made Larry spill his juice into my mouth while Mike came into his ass. Larry collapsed on his knees, still bound to the ropes and Jeff was still on the ground.
Only Mike was still standing while I cleaned off his dick. When I was finished I took him with me on my way home. Larry and Jeff could clean up after us, I was way more interested in what I could do with my sex slave.