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I expected some relief after I obeyed Tim and jerked him off. I felt his cum move through his cock and I felt him shudder. He was in ecstasy there was no denying that! But there was no relief for me he flexed in harder smothering me into his armpit. Even after I had unloaded his cum he remained erect and aggressive.
'To wrestle is to Breathe'. That slogan came into my mind. It captures the essence of mat warfare. The intense hot wet struggle two athletic bodies endure in close combat. Wet was an understatement in terms of my predicament and any breath I took was saturated by him. Tim was pumping it out intentionally. Working his headlock mercilessly on me. He submitted me over his upper thigh, then he took a victory lap around the locker room. I can't honestly say where he dragged me, I was faceplanted into his armpit the whole time. His sweat and body heat was so strong I felt intoxicated by his stench. His headlock somehow fuelled a sexual high like nothing I had ever enjoyed before.
I didn't hear much buried in Tim's deep headlock. The pressure blunted my senses and he had me exhausted. I just about heard him say 'no bother...fuck'. It was then he eased his grip and grunted in my ear 'their closing up here, we're going to have to finish outside'.
Immediately I could see it written on Tim's face, a look of hunger. It was as though someone had stolen his treat and he was angry. We walked out of the gym. Tim was hyped up like an athlete ready to pounce. He couldn't wait for us to get to a quiet spot behind a tree. Straight away he stripped off his hoody and t-shirt and put me straight back in a headlock.
His grip was total. His entire upper body seemed to turn to steel. No matter what I tried I couldn't shift him or exercise any control. He was maneuvering me and controlling me with his chokehold. In seconds we were on the grass, and I was back buried into his armpit. I felt his biceps, forearms and triceps thicken and bulge into me. He forced me into a dizzy high and demanded submission. I obeyed, and his armpit sweat görükle escort bayan (https://bursapartnerler.com/Kategori/gorukle-escort) rained down on me again. I couldn't resist the urge to lick him. As soon as my tongue tasted his salty sharp manliness I started to shake with pleasure. It felt like mini orgasmic shocks all over my lower body until my cock erupted into sheer bliss.
Tim was done. He had achieved his goal and satisfied his lust. He was standing over me on his phone arranging a night out. He glanced down as though I was his trophy won by physical domination. When the call ended he grabbed my hand and pulled me up 'are you on for a few pints with the lads?'
It turned out it was Jack's birthday. Tim came back to my flat to shower. He did not refer to the fact that he had just spent the afternoon beating me into repeated submission. Neither of us spoke about the stimulation we had enjoyed wrestling. There were non-verbal signs though. Tim was physically dominant around me. It's hard to describe but I found my body almost submit to his at times.
He was more than happy to proudly flex all over my flat. Don't get me wrong he wasn't into gym posing like a social media aesthetic model but he wore his body proudly.
I couldn't help but stare at his legs. I told him straight out how incredible they were. His entire body was formed for athletic accomplishment. It was in his genes. He was lucky he had more muscle than most could ever gain and almost zero body fat. But his legs in particular were magnificent, sheer thick hairy, eye-catching muscle!
It was striking that even though he was shorter than me he bulged out of the clean jocks he borrowed. They were my brand new white CKs and Tim wore them proudly. I watched him struggle with his jeans 'seriously Tim how do you get anything to fit you?' These were regular fit and he just about packed his muscle and junk in. He looked glorious though wearing them. Most people cant fill jeans but Tim did exactly that and more! His ass, thighs, hamstrings even calf muscles, you could bursa otele gelen escort (https://bursapartnerler.com/Kategori/otele-gelen-escort) see them popping out!
I didn't realize it but I was lying on my bed staring deeply at him until he threw his dirty sock at me. 'Are you going to fucking worship me all night or have a shower so we can go and get drinking'? He laughed and I reluctantly left to shower.
Tim was great company on a night out. Charming, funny, and handsome too. It was hard to reconcile that with the brutal master, he liked to be at times. But I was no different I was turned on by his dark side.
Aaron freaked me out ' I saw you and Tim fighting outside earlier, he had you in a savage headlock, I was on my bike but he said you were only messing'...'I didn't see you, Aaron'... 'Yeah, how would you be stuck in his armpit like that? He's fucking savage. I've had mess fights with him. Apart from being strong, he won't let up until he's won and even then he enjoys punishing. Don't say it to him but I think he's he enjoys it too much, it fucking turns him on! I'm sure you heard about the head scissors?'
I had heard bits but I wanted more details so I let Aaron describe it in detail 'So Tim and this other rugby lad are in the changing room. Most are gone but a couple of lads see Tim naked and about to shower. This blonde lad Mark jokes about Tim's cock. It's big everyone knows that and he always looks hard so Mark says Tim must be hard for his ass or something. Tim grins and stares at Mark and in an instant, he's all over him'.
Aaron described how Mark ended up between Tim's legs face down on his cock and balls. 'Tim has him in a fucking awesome head scissors, I mean Mark's face was like beetroot, buried in a mass of thick muscle and he's slobbering all over Tim's junk. The lads are laughing and one of them pulls off Mark's towel. That's when it's weird he's got a major boner! To this day he says you can get one when someone has you in a chokehold. Everyone just laughs at that shit. At the time the lads notice bursa escort bayan (https://bursapartnerler.com/Kategori/bursa-escort-bayan) but say nothing. Tim flexes in on Mark and he's about to go to sleep unless he submits. Tim eases off once Mark has yielded to him but he's not letting him go! Everyone's thinking how strong Tim is getting this big rugby player down on his knees submitting. Someone said it was like a gay porno. Mark is almost pretty with his blond hair and blue eyes and Tim is handsome but rough like his master'.
I pushed Aaron for more details: 'yeah it went on for ages. Tim wasn't letting him go. You could tell he got off humiliating Mark. He was staring at his thighs too like he was turned on by his own power. Everyone thought it was a joke and left. What Tim didn't see was Darryl came back later because he left his Gymshark hoodie behind. Darryl wouldn't make it up he said Mark was still on his knees in the head scissors but choking on Tim's cock too. He said Mark was pumping cum all over the floor and Tim was flooding Mark with his seed. Mark was gurgling and breathing heavily, and Tim was saying 'submit or you know what you have to do'. Mark was shaking and groaning because Tim was crushing and feeding him cum simultaneously. Darryl said Mark was struggling because Tim was so big and hard. Slobbering all over Tim's cock!'
I didn't know what to say to Darryl at first. My mind was stuck in his story and I was completely turned on. I finally said something like fuck that's weird. 'Weird as shit for sure, I reckon Tim gets off on that, he's a fucking jock and a beast and honestly he would fuck you blind if he got the chance. Don't say a word to him though!'
Darryl had put it bluntly but the idea of Tim 'fucking me blind' was a turn-on. No matter how much I drank that night as long as Tim was in the room I was staying hard. It was like torture trying to piss. I was relieved to get home. Maybe I could pass out into a deep sleep, recover from Tim's headlock, and nurse my spent cock.
As soon as I entered my bedroom I smelled Tim. His sweat and cum stained jocks were where he'd left them along with his ankle socks on my floor. I was hard again. I couldn't help holding, inhaling, and breathing in his jocks. I kept thinking of his hairy armpits and the ecstasy of his sweat. I used his ankle sock like a condom to cover my cock. It was the only way I had to imagine what it would be like to cum inside him!
'To wrestle is to Breathe'. That slogan came into my mind. It captures the essence of mat warfare. The intense hot wet struggle two athletic bodies endure in close combat. Wet was an understatement in terms of my predicament and any breath I took was saturated by him. Tim was pumping it out intentionally. Working his headlock mercilessly on me. He submitted me over his upper thigh, then he took a victory lap around the locker room. I can't honestly say where he dragged me, I was faceplanted into his armpit the whole time. His sweat and body heat was so strong I felt intoxicated by his stench. His headlock somehow fuelled a sexual high like nothing I had ever enjoyed before.
I didn't hear much buried in Tim's deep headlock. The pressure blunted my senses and he had me exhausted. I just about heard him say 'no bother...fuck'. It was then he eased his grip and grunted in my ear 'their closing up here, we're going to have to finish outside'.
Immediately I could see it written on Tim's face, a look of hunger. It was as though someone had stolen his treat and he was angry. We walked out of the gym. Tim was hyped up like an athlete ready to pounce. He couldn't wait for us to get to a quiet spot behind a tree. Straight away he stripped off his hoody and t-shirt and put me straight back in a headlock.
His grip was total. His entire upper body seemed to turn to steel. No matter what I tried I couldn't shift him or exercise any control. He was maneuvering me and controlling me with his chokehold. In seconds we were on the grass, and I was back buried into his armpit. I felt his biceps, forearms and triceps thicken and bulge into me. He forced me into a dizzy high and demanded submission. I obeyed, and his armpit sweat görükle escort bayan (https://bursapartnerler.com/Kategori/gorukle-escort) rained down on me again. I couldn't resist the urge to lick him. As soon as my tongue tasted his salty sharp manliness I started to shake with pleasure. It felt like mini orgasmic shocks all over my lower body until my cock erupted into sheer bliss.
Tim was done. He had achieved his goal and satisfied his lust. He was standing over me on his phone arranging a night out. He glanced down as though I was his trophy won by physical domination. When the call ended he grabbed my hand and pulled me up 'are you on for a few pints with the lads?'
It turned out it was Jack's birthday. Tim came back to my flat to shower. He did not refer to the fact that he had just spent the afternoon beating me into repeated submission. Neither of us spoke about the stimulation we had enjoyed wrestling. There were non-verbal signs though. Tim was physically dominant around me. It's hard to describe but I found my body almost submit to his at times.
He was more than happy to proudly flex all over my flat. Don't get me wrong he wasn't into gym posing like a social media aesthetic model but he wore his body proudly.
I couldn't help but stare at his legs. I told him straight out how incredible they were. His entire body was formed for athletic accomplishment. It was in his genes. He was lucky he had more muscle than most could ever gain and almost zero body fat. But his legs in particular were magnificent, sheer thick hairy, eye-catching muscle!
It was striking that even though he was shorter than me he bulged out of the clean jocks he borrowed. They were my brand new white CKs and Tim wore them proudly. I watched him struggle with his jeans 'seriously Tim how do you get anything to fit you?' These were regular fit and he just about packed his muscle and junk in. He looked glorious though wearing them. Most people cant fill jeans but Tim did exactly that and more! His ass, thighs, hamstrings even calf muscles, you could bursa otele gelen escort (https://bursapartnerler.com/Kategori/otele-gelen-escort) see them popping out!
I didn't realize it but I was lying on my bed staring deeply at him until he threw his dirty sock at me. 'Are you going to fucking worship me all night or have a shower so we can go and get drinking'? He laughed and I reluctantly left to shower.
Tim was great company on a night out. Charming, funny, and handsome too. It was hard to reconcile that with the brutal master, he liked to be at times. But I was no different I was turned on by his dark side.
Aaron freaked me out ' I saw you and Tim fighting outside earlier, he had you in a savage headlock, I was on my bike but he said you were only messing'...'I didn't see you, Aaron'... 'Yeah, how would you be stuck in his armpit like that? He's fucking savage. I've had mess fights with him. Apart from being strong, he won't let up until he's won and even then he enjoys punishing. Don't say it to him but I think he's he enjoys it too much, it fucking turns him on! I'm sure you heard about the head scissors?'
I had heard bits but I wanted more details so I let Aaron describe it in detail 'So Tim and this other rugby lad are in the changing room. Most are gone but a couple of lads see Tim naked and about to shower. This blonde lad Mark jokes about Tim's cock. It's big everyone knows that and he always looks hard so Mark says Tim must be hard for his ass or something. Tim grins and stares at Mark and in an instant, he's all over him'.
Aaron described how Mark ended up between Tim's legs face down on his cock and balls. 'Tim has him in a fucking awesome head scissors, I mean Mark's face was like beetroot, buried in a mass of thick muscle and he's slobbering all over Tim's junk. The lads are laughing and one of them pulls off Mark's towel. That's when it's weird he's got a major boner! To this day he says you can get one when someone has you in a chokehold. Everyone just laughs at that shit. At the time the lads notice bursa escort bayan (https://bursapartnerler.com/Kategori/bursa-escort-bayan) but say nothing. Tim flexes in on Mark and he's about to go to sleep unless he submits. Tim eases off once Mark has yielded to him but he's not letting him go! Everyone's thinking how strong Tim is getting this big rugby player down on his knees submitting. Someone said it was like a gay porno. Mark is almost pretty with his blond hair and blue eyes and Tim is handsome but rough like his master'.
I pushed Aaron for more details: 'yeah it went on for ages. Tim wasn't letting him go. You could tell he got off humiliating Mark. He was staring at his thighs too like he was turned on by his own power. Everyone thought it was a joke and left. What Tim didn't see was Darryl came back later because he left his Gymshark hoodie behind. Darryl wouldn't make it up he said Mark was still on his knees in the head scissors but choking on Tim's cock too. He said Mark was pumping cum all over the floor and Tim was flooding Mark with his seed. Mark was gurgling and breathing heavily, and Tim was saying 'submit or you know what you have to do'. Mark was shaking and groaning because Tim was crushing and feeding him cum simultaneously. Darryl said Mark was struggling because Tim was so big and hard. Slobbering all over Tim's cock!'
I didn't know what to say to Darryl at first. My mind was stuck in his story and I was completely turned on. I finally said something like fuck that's weird. 'Weird as shit for sure, I reckon Tim gets off on that, he's a fucking jock and a beast and honestly he would fuck you blind if he got the chance. Don't say a word to him though!'
Darryl had put it bluntly but the idea of Tim 'fucking me blind' was a turn-on. No matter how much I drank that night as long as Tim was in the room I was staying hard. It was like torture trying to piss. I was relieved to get home. Maybe I could pass out into a deep sleep, recover from Tim's headlock, and nurse my spent cock.
As soon as I entered my bedroom I smelled Tim. His sweat and cum stained jocks were where he'd left them along with his ankle socks on my floor. I was hard again. I couldn't help holding, inhaling, and breathing in his jocks. I kept thinking of his hairy armpits and the ecstasy of his sweat. I used his ankle sock like a condom to cover my cock. It was the only way I had to imagine what it would be like to cum inside him!