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In the days following my loss to Dave, I was extremely sore from having my arms ensnared in the ropes and my legs tied spread eagle. I could’ve beaten him had he not trapped my arms in the ropes. I had never fought in a ring before and while I’d seen pro wrestlers do it on TV, I never gave much thought to how it actually works. Even if I had, I thought it was more for show more than functionality. I was sure it would be easy to get out of. It wasn’t.
After the fight, I told Dave I could’ve beaten him had it not been for that.
He arrogantly replied, “any time you feel lucky, you could try again for the same stakes – the winner gets Jackie and Sam, and has his way with the loser.” Dave’s way was for me to suck his cock to climax after he’d fucked both women – one of them, my girlfriend (Sam – Samantha) twice.
I knew I had some work to do. I would need to get into better shape, and though I was a solid wrestler in high school, I’d have to learn some of the tricks of fighting in a ring as opposed to a wrestling mat. This would take some time so I didn’t want to wrestle Dave again for at least six months.
After the fight, on the few occasions we got together with Jackie and Dave, Dave dropped a couple of sarcastic comments about the match. I like Dave and we still have a lot of fun with the two of them, but I can’t deny, his occasional remarks stuck in my craw so I was on a mission to defeat him in our rematch.
Jackie’s take was different from Dave’s. She commented a couple of times about what a turn-on it was to see me tied up in the ropes while fully erect. She said she likes seeing a man naked, helpless and aroused by circumstances beyond his control.
I admit, it turned me on too – especially when she gave me an exquisite hand job while Dave was cumming in my mouth. I felt helpless and vulnerable – forced to give up my dignity because that’s what Sam and Jackie demanded.
A week after the fight, I took out a membership at a gym with a boxing ring. I found a gym where I could work out and learn the ins and outs of wrestling in a ring. They had a great coaching staff with a couple of former high level college wrestlers and Jiu Jitsu experts.
I lifted weights, ran on a treadmill, rode bike, did stretching exercises, and got tips about some wrestling moves I hadn’t learned in high school. I even learned some Jiu Jitsu. I was able to spar with guys who kicked the shit out of me but I worked hard and I learned a lot.
Dave asked me a couple of times where I was in the evenings. I told him I was swamped at work so I often had to stay late. I didn’t want him to know I was preparing for our rematch.
Six months went by quickly. I lost the 20 lb. edge I had on Dave but I had become quicker, stronger and more fit overall. I actually liked looking at myself in the mirror again. I felt I was in the best shape I’d been in since high school. At age 36, I was proud of my newfound fitness and how I learned to apply it to better handle myself in a ring. Dave wouldn’t be able to trap me like he did in the first match. I was a much improved wrestler and I was ready for the rematch.
Sam and I had only gotten together with Jackie and Dave a handful of times during the six months I was training, but after six months of hard work, I felt well prepared for the rematch. I told Sam, next time we get together with Jackie and Dave, I just might challenge Dave to a rematch.
Sam was impressed at how hard I’d worked, but I’m not sure she really cared about who would win. She loves seeing two naked men wrestling with the ultimate outcome of one man sexually dominating the other. She also wanted to fuck Dave’s huge cock again. Of course, I would have to lose for that to happen.
It was about six and a half months after our match. We invited Jackie and Dave over for dinner. At one point in the evening, Dave and I got talking about watching MMA fights on TV. He laughed and said, “yeah, but their winnings pale in comparison to mine when I tied you up in the ropes.”
Not to be out done I replied, “or my winnings when I humiliate you in our rematch.”
Over the past six months, I hadn’t said much in response to Dave’s comments so when I responded the way I did, Dave seemed a little surprised. He smiled and asked, “are you challenging me to a rematch?”
I said, “yep…I have a score to settle.”
He responded with, “game on!” and immediately went out to the patio to tell the girls.
Sam knew I had become a very different physical specimen compared to what I was in the first match. She never let on to Dave or Jackie that I was likely to win this time.
When I joined them outside, the first thing Jackie said was, “I can’t wait.” She had this lustful look on her face when she said, “I loved seeing two naked and aroused boys fighting for the right to fuck me.”
Sam looked at me and asked, “you sure you want to do this?”
I stood tall, looked Dave straight in the eye and said, “he doesn’t stand a chance.”
We all agreed on a day and time. If the gym was available, we’d be bursa escort bayan set for the rematch.
It was available so the day and time were set. I wasn’t nervous. I was well prepared. I was confident. Game on is right!
The night arrived. I drove this time. When we arrived, Dave unlocked the door to the gym and locked it again once we were all inside.
This time, I wore my jock strap under my clothes as did Dave. Sam wore a tiny green bikini and Jackie wore a white monokini with straps that barely covered her nipples. The girls were jaw-dropping gorgeous.
Once we’d stripped down to bare essentials, Dave looked at me and said, “you’ve lost weight. Have you been working out?”
My response was confident silence. I sensed a feeling of uneasiness from Dave. When I didn’t say anything, he barely nodded and said, “alrighty then,” and headed toward the ring.
Dave and I already knew the rules so when we entered the ring, we went to our respective corners and waited for Jackie to say, “fight.” There was no stare down, no trash talk. We waited in our corners for Jackie to say the word. This was going to be serious and I would finally get to put my hard work to good use. My gratification would come in the form of avenging my loss and having Sam and Jackie as my reward.
“Fight!” was the call from Jackie.
I wasn’t about to give him a chance. We casually walked to the center of the ring with our arms extended to customarily touch hands as a friendly hand shake, but I quickly went for a take-down instead and caught Dave off guard. I wrapped my arms around his legs and drove into him as hard as I could, knocking him on his ass with me landing on top.
His legs were wrapped around my sides with his ankles crossed behind my back. I slid up to apply pressure under his neck and chin with the top of my head to make him uncomfortable. He was grunting as he strained to flip me off of him but I was able to maintain top position. He tried that spin move like he did in our first match but I’d learned to anticipate it and I defended against it. His efforts were futile.
I looked up briefly to see the girls watching me controlling Dave. I’m sure Jackie wasn’t used to seeing someone dominate him like that but she must have liked it. Her eyes were glued to us while one hand was rubbing her crotch and the other fondling her tits.
Sam watched in awe. She seemed stunned by how quickly I took command of the fight. We all sensed this match would have a very different outcome from the first match.
I slid farther up to get one arm under Dave’s shoulder and the other around his neck. I clasped my hands behind his neck and tightened my grip. I was out to end this fight as quickly as possible so I held nothing back.
He turned his head into my shoulder to avoid getting choked but as he struggled to free himself, he uncrossed his legs. I hopped out from between his legs so I was perpendicular to him with my hands still clasped and my bicep tight against his throat.
Now that I was out from between his legs, I had more leverage to tighten my grip. It was my full intent to put him out cold with a choke hold.
He was straining with all his might to push my arm away from his neck so he could pop his head out of my grasp.
I tried numerous times to find that sweet spot that would put him out cold or force him to tap. I’d tighten my grip. Then I’d realize it wasn’t in the right spot, so I’d loosen it slightly, shift it a little and tighten it again. I tried over and over to get my bicep against his carotid artery which would cut off the blood flow to his brain, but in my straining attempts, my arms began to tire and burn.
Finally, I Kew I had it and I held my grip as tightly as I could for close to a minute, although it felt more like ten. Still, he somehow avoided passing out. I had applied this technique numerous times when sparring at the gym but I just couldn’t get the right position to finish Dave. My arms were burning from being flexed to the max for such a long time. I used a lot of energy trying to secure an early victory but nothing I tried worked. I had to remain committed to the choke however, since I knew if Dave got loose, he could easily gain top position.
Dave is very strong and after all my futile attempts to choke him, I felt my arm slipping. He continued to push and suddenly, his head was out.
As soon as Dave was free of my grasp, he was on top of me. I had to roll onto my back to defend myself. He was on his knees, straddling me and holding my wrists to the mat over my head. I continually raised my arms, flailing them in all directions to make him release my wrists but he held on.
I know how to defend against such a simple hold, but having lost top position caused me to panic and clouded my thoughts. I felt like a kid in the schoolyard being pinned down by a bully.
I brought my legs up and I was able to get my ankles around his head, but before I could throw him backward, he let go of my wrists, grabbed my ankles and pushed bursa rus escort them over my head, bending me in half with his weight on my chest. He slid forward to plant his cock filled pouch onto my face. I could feel some stiffness in his cock as he jammed it against my mouth.
My legs were spread over my head with my asshole fully exposed. I heard Jackie cheer, “oh yeah baby, spread that boy’s ass and make him eat your cock.”
I turned one way, then the other and back again to avoid his stiffening cock but he held me there while grinding his dick into my face.
Rather than trying to force my legs against him to push him backward again, I tried a backward summersault in hopes of catching him off balance and forcing him forward so I could emerge behind him and reverse position – or at least escape.
I completed the summersault and slipped out behind him as planned, but Dave turned quickly and climbed back on top of me before I could get back to my feet. Despite my efforts to escape, I found myself in the same choke hold I just had on him, and he was tightening his grip on my throat.
If I were unable to escape, he would choke me out. Already, I was becoming short of breath as his bicep tightened under my chin. I almost panicked, but I had the presence of mind to reach out and grab him by the balls.
No doubt, I inflicted pain as he immediately let go. I quickly turned away from him so I could scramble to my feet but he dogged my moves and grabbed my legs, preventing me from getting up.
I heard the girls cheering for Dave. Sam wanted to fuck that big cock again and she let us know it. I glanced up to see Jackie still rubbing her crotch and Sam still staring in awe. I loved their excitement, but I had bigger concerns at the moment. I wasn’t about to let anything distract me, yet the sight of Sam and Jackie watching with such enthusiasm settled into the back of my mind and my cock began to grow.
Dave was holding onto my legs but I was able to prevent him from advancing his position. In struggling to escape, I quickly straightened one leg, then bent it, then the same with other leg, back and forth as fast as I could, fighting to get free. I pushed his head down with all my might, trying pull my legs free from his arms. Finally, I broke free from his grasp and got back to my feet.
My muscles felt weak and I was breathing heavily, but I was not to be denied.
I felt desperate. I no longer had that fighter’s mindset. I wasn’t strategizing. I wasn’t even trying to assess his weaknesses. My mindset was simply to attack with all my might.
I went to catch him off guard again like I did in the beginning. It worked so well then but when I lunged for the takedown, I no longer had the speed, or the timing, or the presence of mind I had in the beginning and this time, he knew it was coming. He easily stepped aside making me miss and I ended up falling flat on my face on the mat.
When he jumped on top of me, I struggled to get to my hands and knees with him riding on my back. He wrapped one arm around my throat and clasped his hands. Then rolled over onto his back dragging me with him so I was on my back in his grasp on top of him. He wrapped his legs around my sides with his feet in my crotch. I was sure he would try to choke me out again. His grip was tight and he seemed to get a second wind when he gained control so easily.
I tried to push his arm away from my throat but I no longer had the strength. I was gasping for air.
I tried to sit up numerous times. He followed my movements, arm still wrapped around my throat with his hands clasped. He’d yank me back down but he wasn’t trying to choke me. He could have choked me out if he wanted to but he just held onto me, making it difficult for me to maneuver. Though I sensed no imminent danger, I had no choice but to escape. I had to get free if I were to stand a chance of winning this fight.
Every move I made seemed more labored than the last. He was in control. I was the one doing all the work trying to escape. He was forcing me to expend what little energy I had left.
Finally, I gave one last ditch effort to sit up. I succeeded but he still hung on. I was exhausted and he knew it. He started showing off, preventing my escape using only one arm and waving his other arm in the air. I felt like a rag doll. I was in trouble.
Dave reached down with his free hand to fondle my cock. The pouch of my jock strap was the only thing separating his hand from feeling my bare cock. I struggled to avoid his touch but with the girls watching, I couldn’t help becoming more aroused.
Reluctantly, I began to accept my loss. There was only one thing left to do. I spread my legs to allow him better access and give the girls a better view. My fate was sealed.
Dave chuckled and asked, “is this how you planned on humiliating me?”
My attempts to escape had sapped the last bit of energy I had. I should have felt embarrassed but instead, I was into the moment. I only hoped escort bursa Sam and Jackie were aroused by the sight of Dave dominating me. I certainly was.
I looked up to see the girl’s reactions. They were smiling and clapping. They knew I had become too weak to fight anymore.
As I laid there in Dave’s grasp, I couldn’t help second guessing my efforts. Maybe I should have trained harder. Maybe I should have waited a year before fighting Dave again instead of only six months. Maybe I should have paced myself better. I don’t know what I could’ve done differently, but there I was, caught in Dave’s grasp.
Sam and Jackie entered the ring. “Looks like you got him again baby,” Jackie said to Dave as she and Sam knelt down next to us.
Despite my exhaustion, my cock had become fully erect and I thought it might pop out of the pouch. It was humiliating yet exciting, seeing Sam and Jackie watch as Dave toyed with me. I had succumbed to his power and I was bathing in my humiliation.
Sam and Jackie were watching intently when Jackie said, ” Show me his cock baby. I wanna see his cock.”
I squirmed a little – mostly for show. I didn’t actually want to escape anymore but I wanted them to think I was reluctant to accept Dave’s sexual advances. The fact is, I wanted Dave to show them my cock. Besides, even if I did escape, I wouldn’t have been able to fight off another attack. I was done fighting.
Dave pulled the pouch of my jock strap aside and my rock hard cock popped out in full view. He said, “looks like I won.” I had such mixed feelings when Dave began stroking me. It was humiliating being stroked by another man, but knowing the girls liked watching made it erotic and exciting.
The air was filled with the scent of Sam and Jackie’s excitement. It became an incredible turn-on being forcibly stripped and jerked in front of them.
Jackie reached out and lightly stroked my cock. Dave moved his hand down to fondle my balls. I twitched from her touch and instinctively pumped my hips up and down. My cock was as hard as it could be.
Dave asked, “give up?”
My focus was on what they were doing to me and the aroma that told me Jackie and Sam were eager for more. I nodded and said, “yes, yes, you win.”
Dave said, “good.” Then he let me go. Jackie let go as well and told me to go sit in the corner and watch.
My cock was so hard it hurt. I desperately wanted Dave and Jackie to continue so I was disappointed when they let go. Not only was I no longer the center of attention, but I wasn’t even going to be allowed to participate. I could only watch.
I leaned forward onto my hands and knees to crawl away. As I crawled past Jackie, she reached between my legs from behind to feel my balls. That surprised me and I nearly collapsed onto the mat. When I reached the corner, I turned around and sat with my legs spread and my cock out of my jock pointing straight in the air.
Jackie looked at my cock and said, “nice.”
I began to catch my breath. I wasn’t sure if Jackie’s comment was an insult or she was saying she liked the sight of me. Either way, I was fully aroused and I loved that she took notice.
Dave was still sitting on the mat, propped up with his hands behind him and his legs spread when Sam moved in on her hands and knees in front of him. She fondled his semi-hard cock still crammed inside his jock, then slowly pulled the pouch of Dave’s jock aside so we all could get a good look at his massive tool.
Dave watched Sam’s hands as she explored his cock and balls. He became fully erect as she stroked him while caressing his balls.
Jackie stroked herself as she watched her husband grow to full size under Sam’s control. I stroked myself too as I watched things unfold.
Sam stared into Dave’s eyes with a longing look on her face and slowly started to push him onto his back so she could mount him, but Jackie grabbed Sam’s arm and said, “not so fast.” Jackie had a stern look on her face when she said, “I’m going first.”
Sam objected, “no, I’m going first.”
Jackie loudly retorted, “no!…I’m going to fuck him first!,” then snidely added, “but you can watch.”
Sam firmly stated, “you get to fuck him any time you want. I’m going first,” and she went to push Dave onto his back again.
I must admit, Sam seemed out of place with her demand. Dave is Jackie’s husband after all, but judging by the fierce looks on their faces, this was no time to inject my two cents. Certainly, Dave was fine either way.
Jackie pulled Sam’s arm back hard and said, “I’m going to fuck him first and you’ll wait your turn.”
With that, Sam turned quickly and pushed Jackie onto her back.
Jackie laughed and said, “what…are we going to fight now?”
In a raised voice, Sam said, “I was here first. You’ll wait your turn bitch!”
Dave and I sat in amazement. Neither of us expected anything like this would develop. We couldn’t wait to see what would happen and we hoped to see them ripping at those tiny bikinis.
Sam is pretty fit and she looks incredible. She isn’t what I’d call “ripped” but she certainly appears toned. Jackie on the other hand, looks somewhat skinny compared to Sam. She spends a lot of time in the gym, yet Sam has better muscle definition. Jackie is a couple inches taller than Sam but they can’t be any more than ten pounds of each other.
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