Sunday, June 15, 2014

Fighting for Dominance (end) Part 3

The pressure lets up and I swallow a large breath of oxygen. Less than three breaths and I suddenly take a blow to the back of the head.

"Get UP puta!" he shouts. "You've got more fight in you than that!"

Suddenly I had a thought. I stand up slowly and with a wobble. I put out an arm to steady myself. I hear the carpet behind me compress with his footstep. I suddenly ball my left arm into a fist, which I grip with my right arm and slam it backwards with all my might. The elbow connects and I feel the tendon shift uncomfortably. I also feel that I caught his diaphragm off center so the wind is only partially knocked out of him.

I whip around and pull his arm behind him, twisting it painfully towards his shoulder blades. I can hear him straining to breathe and endure what was probably a really painful twisting of his arm.

"Surrender you fucking cunt!" I snarled, "I have no problem whatsoever with popping this arm out of your shoulder socket!"

I went quiet suddenly as I realized I was the hardest I've ever been. I'm still not entirely sure if it was that I was inflicting considerable pain, or the entire scene that had me so hard but it was a painful raging erection.

Then he tried a quick twist to get himself free of me while I was momentarily distracted. The surprise caused me to clamp down hard and push his arm even more painfully back. He yelped.

"Give UP!" I spat.
"I... surrender..." he muttered.
"I can't hear you!" I said triumphantly.
"Jesus fuck! My friends are in the next room. I surrender! Keep it down asshole." he snarled.

I released him and shoved him away from me onto the bed. He flexed his shoulder and massaged it with his spare hand.

"You fight dirty." he accused.
"And you don't? Those neck holds are no joke." I countered. "You gave up. Your ass is mine."
"I know the score. I thought you'd be a challenging fight, but I did not expect you to beat me. I studied Brazilian martial arts."
"You asshole! Did you let me win?! Someone who's never been in a fight can just beat a martial artist?" I said suspiciously...
"I would never surrender for no reason puta. You surprised me. I may have gotten a little overconfident as well... Regardless, I don't have all day. What do you want me to do?"

My opponent wouldn't look me in the eye. He just scowled off into a corner. Probably replaying the fight in his head... Fine by me. I didn't just want victory. I wanted my opponent to really feel the defeat. Then again... Probably best to use a hardon like this before my dick explodes from the pressure.

"On your knees... LOSER." I declared with insufferable smugness. He complied.
"Open your mouth; you're going to suck my nuts. Slowly."

I lifted my dick up towards my big belly and my nuts dangled loosely in their sack. I plopped them down on the bridge of his nose and I could feel a sudden inhalation of my scent. He opened his mouth and took not one but both nuts in his mouth. They were sweaty from all the fighting. It had gotten quite warm in here as we fought.

"Yea you like those salty nuts?" I said slapping my cock against his nose and face. He grunted but kept sucking. As much as I enjoyed the sensation my dick was twitching with the opportunity to fuck his hole. I glanced at the clock. Fuck. Only a bit under an hour before I'm supposed to meet friends for dinner. I pulled back and once my balls were free (safely) I thrust my right hand under his jaw and latched onto his neck in a tight grip. I pulled him to standing. He looked me right in the eye. He hated every second of this. I could practically smell the defiance... but that was probably just his quite ripe pits.

I smirked and pushed him to the bed hard. I pried open his legs and he grabbed a pillow to put over his face. I grabbed my lube shooter and dipped it in the "Swiss Navy" bottle of silicone lube. I quickly jammed the shooter up his hole in one swift motion. His ass was a bit tight but nowhere near tight enough to prevent my probing. With his hole lubed up, no condom in place, I lined up and thrust home.

I EARNED that ass. My legs wobbled a moment when I bottomed out. It was an ideal tightness and I was really ready to blow. I decided I needed to endure enough to make my victory last. He tensed up and strained obviously a bit in pain. I waited and made a comment about giving him a brief breather. He didn't respond nor could I see his face under the pillow. I began a slow thrust thirty seconds later. He tensed up immediately but I simply fucked through it this time. I started to sweat from my forehead and as it dripped down my forehead it landed on his beefy muscular belly and cock.

The need to blow was building and I could feel my balls churning up a large load. I wanted to stop right there. Unfortunately, the thought of being late for a special occasion made me decide it was time. I picked up the pace forcing the sensations to build up to that awesome peak and I blew my load deep inside his ass. I fired 6 pulses of hot sticky seed splashing against his guts. This entire time he'd been doing his best to keep as silent as possible, but he gripped the pillow and let out a pleasured cry. I pulled my still hard dick from his hole, the sudden suction caused jizz to spill down his left leg.

I reached down and gripped his arm and pulled him up to standing and thrust my fist out between it. He looked at it and bumped my fist.

"Well fought man... Even if you are a dickhole, you fight well." I said confidently.
"Yea it might have been a bit better than I was expecting." he said.
"Whatever bro, I gotta get out of here I'm late." I said gathering my clothes. From my bent over position I could see my jizz sliding down onto his bedspread. I smirked.