Winners and Losers

We were invited, came in one by one and took our seats quietly. The place is still almost dark, but I can easily see the guests sitting next to us, and the silence, in spite of the large amount of people, is total. I try to find my coach, and when I see him a few seats next to me, I feel more relaxed. Tonight, is the first night of a series of underground battles to satisfy the desires of a group of very rich people from all over the world.

We are the fighters, selected from all parts of the world and the prize for the winner and his coach is a huge pile of money. We are divided into small groups of three, each one is trained and handsome (depending on the taste, I suspect, as there are several different body types, skin colorant hair styles), and each carries a short-coloured Lycra (small and tight) marking the teams in different colours. In addition, we only wear a pair of elegant sandals, which we have to take off during the fight.

Rules do not exist; the winner wins the fight by knockout or if one gives up. After the third beat of the gong, the winner can, or perhaps he must, do everything with us, whatever he thinks the audience might enjoy, because that is also important. Knockout determines the fight, but the final victory is decided by the spectators with their point of view. So, the better the show, the bigger the chances to win, but not when you have lost in the fight, so you cannot save yourself with a good show.

Our seats are distributed around a large iron cage and each team is divided by a net, so I can better look at my two team members and other candidates: I guess the age range is about 20 to 40 years, with many you can easily see that they are gay, because of their feminine attitudes (which straight guy would even dare to act that way?). And so, I assume that even the masculine and the more robust are gay. One thing they all have in common, no matter your taste you would find someone you would consider hot. I like the guy next to me: he is slim, with very well-defined abdominal muscles, a lot of megaton the shoulders and arms, with big "muscles" and dark brown nipples on medium brown skin, strong thighs, round buttocks, healthy lower legs and very well-groomed feet in white sandals ... his face is handsome and at the same time gentle with his puppy look and curved nose and hard with his narrow face and prominent cheek bones, has full lips and curly, dark hair on his forehead. I smell the soft scent of a good deodorant, mixed with the light and sour note of his sweat. Already his sight makes me hard and with him I would do everything, everywhere. Unfortunately, this will only be something if we both last a long time, because those from the same team can only fight against each other at the end.

He is trembling, understandable. I put my arm around his shoulders to relax him, introducing myself as Mano, and gently tapped his nipple with two fingers. His skin is gorgeously warm and smooth, if I could, I’d just start licking him, just in front of the crowd! The other guy sitting next to us is also handsome but muscular and rougher in appearance, and he does not seem to have any problems, he looks excited, looking at the ring as if he could hardly wait to fight ... like me. I took no notice of my approach to our common comrade. The other, on the other hand, seems to appreciate my actions. He shyly takes the hand that is stroking his neck and holds it gently. I embrace him with both arms and gently kiss his neck, eliciting a silent sigh. Even his curly dark hair smells good.

Suddenly there is light, illuminating the combat area, while the first two names are called, and two doors of the cage open. The first fights Ibrahim against Yuto. I am surprised that Ibrahim is the guy I just kissed and so I must let him go. For him, the fight begins now and I must let him go.

I feel his tension as he stands up and I can only wish him good luck and smile ... he smiles back at me as he crosses the gate to the iron cage. His opponent, Yuto, a fierce Japanese late-30s guy, I guessed, is already inside, and he looks bold and handsome: I've already noticed him when we entered, he's the classic, sexy bull with charm. His tanned muscular body is impressive, each vein is visible, his chest and abdomen, and strong legs are covered by dark hair, just interrupted by a bright orange lyre (that shows huge package). On the other side, Ibrahim has a totally shaved body, he looks sexy. He is not nearly as massive as Yuto but I find him still hotter, especially since I now see his hot ass while standing. Both have great assessed in my head the images overlap as they mutually fuck each other.

Both are in the ring and wait until the bets are completed and the bell gives the start. Ibrahim seems timid and uncomfortable, as in first fight: he sweats and cannot consider his opponent's eyes. Probably to calm down, Ibrahim begins with stretches and small jumps, which may now help him a little while Yuto is waiting with his arms crossed. Normally the fight starts before the gong with the confrontation of the eyes and the winner is already decided, so I feel uneasy for Ibrahim, he seems shy and weak before the bullish Yuto. Shortly afterwards, the bell rings: the bets see Ibrahim clearly as loser ... Yuto has stronger muscles, more effective and his attitude, conscious of his strength and power, showing he is ready to fight, what most spectators have seen. I really hope Ibrahim will win the fight, to have him sit with me again, talk to him, caress him and even take him into my bed and drill his ass.

As the bell rang, both threw up their arms and try to grab the body of the other and to defeat him. The muscles tense, everyone tries to dominate the other. Their arms and hands are strained and white, go into the maximum extent and for just a second the two fighters remain the same. But itis only a second, and I see the suffering in Ibrahim's face as soon as Outturns his hands on his back. Ibrahim yells weakly and steps back and tries to bring his arms back into a comfortable position, but Yuto does not let go and does lower Ibrahim's arms until his back meets the iron wall of the cage and Yuto throws himself violently on the soft, defenceless body. Everything now seems to stand still and Yuto frees Ibrahim's hands from his grip, relaxes his arms and forces him to lie down on his head. Ibrahim breathes in relief, his body is already slippery, sweat running from his forehead, his chest, and the hollow of his shaved armpits. Yuto stops his fight just to look at him, perhaps thinking about what to do with Ibrahim. He's really close to him, I'm sure Ibrahim is scared and he can feel Yuto' warm breath and smell it too. Yuto pushes Ibrahim back against the iron bars and begins to knead his chest and licks a drop of sweat from the cheekbones. Ibrahim, surprised by this touch, turned his head to the side, fearing a blow on the face. Instead, Yuto licked him farther, moved his tongue to the right ear, and took it into his mouth, whatever he did, it is eliciting a little groan from Ibrahim, followed by scream. Apparently, Yuto had bitten him, because he grabbed his ear as Yuto leaves him. Yuto takes a step back and pushes with his elbow violently into the stomach. The blow goes deeply into the belly, only just above the navel and Ibrahim gasps for air. Yuto takes him in his arms like a marionette before he falls, just to lift him up and throw him hard on the rough ground, full on his back. Ibrahim cries aloud in pain and yells again after Yuto has thrown himself on him and fixed on the ground with his knee. Ibrahim does not seem to know if he should sigh or scream as Yuto begins to massage him over the smooth body, now glistening with sweat, mixed with the oil on the skin. When I look at it I feel sorry for Ibrahim and at the same time I start to feel really horny as I see him lying in there and used.

I see Yuto's hands twisting and tweaking alternately on his thighs, chest, and throat, sometimes soft and sometimes strong so that Ibrahim swings back and forth between sighs and hisses. After this treatment, he pulled him under the armpits with a grip, put Ibrahim's entire body on his knee, belly-up, and took him into the backbreaker. Ibrahim's body is now fully stretched on Yuto’s knee, like a bridge, and his feet barely touch the ground. Again, Yuto rubs this defenceless body a little more, sometimes coming dangerously close to Ibrahim’s penis, visibly arched under the deep blue Lycra. And I see that Yuto has also become hard.

Then Yuto pushes again, pushing his chin on one side and one leg on the other, and Ibrahim's body is pressed down on his knee. Ibrahim begins to scream again, louder, with terrible pain and some tears coming out of his pretty face. The pain on the back must be enormous, the legs are kicking the air and trying to release the backbreaker, but he fails every time, screams and coughs. Now Yuto was also sweating all over, glowing under the lights of the ceiling, and I see his hand approaching the big bump of his opponent, grabbing it and pushing it. Ibrahim screams again, while his big and amazingly erect penis stands out of the lycra. Ibrahim's body is completely under Yuto’s control, tense, under pain, and tries to touch the ground with an arm and reduce the pressure. Its position is unnatural and humiliating, with the beaded package at the highest point of the body. After Yuto is finished with his torture, he throws Ibrahim on the ground, grabs the helpless handsome guy, forcing him to get up again, tweaking his muscles between his neck and shoulders.

Ibrahim screams with renewed pain and stands up, while Yuto embraces him. His hairy body holds that of Ibrahim in his arms, and I suddenly get hard again when he starts rubbing Ibrahim, but this time in a new, sexy and softer way: his furry chest rubs at the one of Ibrahim. He also rubs his bump at Ibrahim’s, both much harder and taller, Yuto’s stands almost from his panties through the movements. And at this point, Yuto, with all his masculine charm, is passionately kissing Ibrahim on the mouth, his lips surrounding the sweet mouth, his tongue penetrating arrogantly into the mouth of Ibrahim, digging in and asking for more.

I can now see how the body of Ibrahim relaxes and begins to tremble, especially during the long-wet kiss, and even when the strong hands of Yuto begin to explore his muscles again: from the throat, they go to the shoulder and to the smooth chest to the large swollen nipples.

As soon as Yuto begins to milk his tongue without taking his lips out of his mouth, the shivers of Ibrahim become fiercer. Yuto forces him to groan to moan and reveal his weakness. His legs shake to his toes and his body stretches or relaxes depending on whether Yuto caress or pinches him, his mouth licks or bites the skin. Ibrahim groans alternately out of pleasure and pain, and Yuto, after he has done the kissing, begin to lick Ibrahim's soft, perfumed skin, kiss and bite alternately neck and the muscles of the arms. He lifts Ibrahim's right arm and begins to lick his wet shaved armpit with only a shadow of hair, then licks the whole sweat of his arm violently, while the other hand kneads the big muscles and the soft flesh of the nipple. His tongue wanders to the nipple, and quickly he takes it all into his mouth, begins to suck so hard that Ibrahim cries and shakes with pleasure, almost ecstasy, while Yuto again switches to sucking and biting, sometimes with a sound smacking and practically milking the nipple.

Every one of us can see that the fight is over, Yuto is just fondling the pretty guy (and makes him even more horny), but I feel jealous, because I would have liked to do the same thing and have Ibrahim alone for my pleasure. Most of the time, I feel bad for the humiliation Yuto gives my comrade. I promise to avenge myself when I fight against this arrogant Japanese bull. Now it is almost over for Ibrahim and not just because of pain. His face is thrown backwards, his eyes almost closed, he groans, he can hardly stand on his legs, until Yuto stops sucking the big nipple and slipping behind him. He puts an arm around Ibrahim's neck as he drives with the other, under Ibrahim’s armpit, to exert pressure on his throat and hold him in the throttle. At first, Ibrahim does not feel the pressure, just the hard bulge of Yuto’s penis, clearly visible under the orange fabric, as she presses on his sweaty ass. Ibrahim's great ass looks soft and beautiful and begins to shake a little by the feeling of Yuto’s package. But then Yuto's stranglehold stops the breathing of a still horny Ibrahim, while suddenly he is aware of the danger, gasps for air, and shakes his whole body angrily. He tries to hit Yuto’s in the stomach, cries loudly for help, coughs, but mostly when the air does not come into the lungs, the mind panics and cannot help you, you just try to breathe again.

I see that Yuto loves this dominance, loves the feeling of having the pretty guy under control and only sometimes he lets Ibrahim breathe again, get air, lick his body, bring him almost to groan (you can see Ibrahim biting his lips so not to show his weakness again), only to choke him again later. He enjoys the game, Ibrahim is totally slippery with sweat, we all can feel the smell of fear and his lust, feel both and even Yuto is completely wet. I feel hard again and want to have Ibrahim absolutely for me, especially now that I can see him dominated, with a great boner, with Yuto and his club pressing on his beautiful buttocks, clapping and caressing the ass with one hand, kneading up and down. Ibrahim's face has become red with oxygen deficiency and he slowly falls to his knees, feeling how the strength leaves him, while Yuto gently follows him down and holds his arm until both are sitting on the ground. And so Yuto begins to fumble Ibrahim's wet thighs and hips, neck and chest, feet and lower legs; Ibrahim is quiet, sometimes groaning, so Yuto bites violently in the earlobe to "wake him up, “and pulls at the same time at his nipples. Ibrahim, suddenly "awake, “squeaks shyly, then Yuto puts the pretty guy on the floor with his belly down, and after lying on him, he surrounds his neck with one arm, in another stranglehold and with the other hand he seizes one of his feet and pulls him strongly to his head with a painful reversed bow. Ibrahim cried in pain after his foot almost touched his head, and this time he could free himself in a fight because the other muscle arm around his neck again cut off his breath. But this time, Yuto’s torture did not last long. He left him free, and while the pretty head and ankle fell to the ground, Yuto began to lick his wet leg again and went almost to his foot. Ibrahim was now finished, with weakness and pain. All of us could see that Yuto could finish the game whenever he wants, but once again he let the humiliated guy get up, then pinch his nipple again. Now, Ibrahim stood still, defenceless and beautiful, waiting for the knockout that Yuto gave quickly: just a few steps back and a reverse kick hit him with his foot between his neck and chin, with a perfect aim and a muted sound. Ibrahim was thrown away by the force of the step, fell heavily on his back, while Yuto touched the ground lightly again, despite his heavy muscles. Then he lowers his knees near the unconscious body, grabs his feet and lifts his legs to a higher level, then starts to rub Ibrahim's feet on his face, licks between his toes, draws the smell, licking up the ankles. His tongue continued to reach the thighs. Ibrahim’s cock was still hard and pushing against the blue pants. Yuto, could see the bump, pulled down the pants and discovered a huge, erect cock and big balls. The smell of Ibrahim's tail must be strong, because Yuto started greedily to lick over the whole wet skin of his balls and cock. He turned the body back on his stomach and pushed his tongue deep into Ibrahim's ass cleft. I could see that the delicious treatment of his ass, woke Ibrahim up again. I saw how Yuto easily forced his cheeks open to dig with his tongue deeper and deeper. All the sweat made the round, soft, smooth bubble but glow and attractive to me, I was also envious, not only of Yuto that he could lick this great ass, but also of Ibrahim that he got such a raunchy treatment. And he had to be horny, because Ibrahim groaned louder than ever before (he did not try to hide it anymore), especially after Yuto turned around and grabbed his warm, big balls and squeezed them lightly. His cock got bigger and bigger, back to the top of the erection, and at this point, Yuto took everything in his mouth and sucked as strong as he could. The salty taste of Ibrahim’s huge tail must have been amazing, because as fast as Yuto was concerned, it was clear he could never stop sucking it, but after some time the soft body of Ibrahim began to shake more and more until he cried out loudly as his semen poured into the bull’s mouth, it seemed almost as if Yuto could not stand it, but he held it, swallowed it all, sucked Ibrahim empty and licked his cock clean afterwards. Still, it was not over, for now he began to rub his still hard tail. Ibrahim groaned and shook himself, seemingly between conscious and unconscious, with his almost limp penis on his stomach.

Now I saw that Yuto wanted his share, so he forced the pretty guy by grabbing his hair again, and after he had gotten another series of hot kisses from him, he pushed him down and surrounded his pretty face with his warm and furry thighs and stuck his huge cock right into the pretty face. For the first time, Ibrahim tried to defend himself, but Yuto forced his cock in, so Ibrahim had no other choice and started devouring him and the huge cock properly. I could not blame him, I would have done the same thing, because if it was going to happen anyway, you might as well make the best of it and have as much fun as possible. Reaching the sexual climax, did not take long and for the first time Yuto‘s muscular body shook. With a pretty guy like Ibrahim who worked on your cock and with a body like this that you can kiss, pinch, lick and touch while his lips milk your cock, it does not take much time to have the best eruption in months. In fact, only a short time later, Yuto squirted violently into the pretty mouth. Ibrahim, the feeling of the warm sperm in the mouth, grabbed Yuto ‘s hard ass cheeks and did not stop sucking, whether due to fairness because Yuto did the same or simply out of lust, I did not know, and I did not care, I was much too horny to care about it. Then he was suddenly released by Yuto, as Yuto pulled his cock out of Ibrahim's mouth, and as he chased the tail with his lips, Yuto gave him another kiss. Yuto was clearly happy and content with the pretty guy, he could not stop touching him, feel the softness of his body, smell his skin, and Ibrahim moaned with pleasure and sometimes pain. In the end they are both naked, Yuto himself is no longer beating him, he simply lay next to him, pulled Ibrahim's leg up, tickled the damp warm balls and buttocks and penetrated the ass cleft with his fingers. The gong sounded three times and someone with a microphone called Yuto to be the winner. He stood up; still bold and handsome with his muscular body, the Japanese face was smiling, and lifted the wet arms in victory pose. Shortly before he left, he took the deep blue Lycra from Ibrahim, who was still half unconscious, and for the last time he grabbed the big tail, pulled a little and stretched his muscles. He was sexy and masculine. Then he left the cage in a winner's pose.

I looked sadly at the humiliated comrade on the ground, who was too easily beaten by the victor. His amazing, arched tail, almost touching the soft belly, was still there. Ibrahim's brown skin lit up quickly for me, his breath went up and down, while three companions came and helped him get up. He left the cage, pain all over his body, and I was sorry not to have the opportunity to see him today, perhaps later. The other comrade in our team felt just disappointed that the first fight of the day for us was lost.