Stiff Competition - Cockfight Story

"Your faggot ass won't last a minute in a match with me!" Glenn shouted.

"Fuck you, hard-on! Let's get on the mat and find out!" Tim screamed in response. Both men were 27 and members of a gym where they lifted weights and worked out to tone their perfect bodies. They had disliked each other at first sight, afraid the other stud would steal attention away from themselves and be crowned as "Club Stud" by the other gym members. The dirty looks and nasty comments had grown in intensity the last few weeks between the two, and the club owner Andrea, decided to arrange a little entertainment for herself and several of the younger female members. After a particularly heated exchange between the two muscle-studs one afternoon, she got them together for a serious talk.

"You guys are disrupting the entire gym with this high school bull shit!" she scolded.

"You are going to settle this once and for all! 10:00 tonight you two are going to meet in the mat room for a wrestling match." Andrea stated.

"The style of match and rules will be decided on by the female members of the club who will also be watching the match. If you do not like it and won't participate, you will be kicked out of the club. Any questions?" Both Glenn and Tim were in shock as they both nodded and turned to leave the gym.

"One more thing!" Andrea shouted after them.

" You will both be required to wear a thong for the match." This fazed neither man as both got hot at the prospect of beating their rival in front of a crowd of hot women while showing off their defined tanned muscle-bods in the process. Andrea informed her female club members to be in the mat room later that night and left to pick up a few items that would be needed for the match. She could feel herself becoming aroused just thinking about tonight's stud match.

"Glenn go to dressing room 1, Tim to room 4 and get into your wrestling attire." Andrea ordered. It was just after 10:00 pm and a crowd of about 14 or so female gym members lined the walls of the mat room to witness the match. Glenn walked out first and raised his arms to soak in the cheers and admiration of the hot crowd of women. Glenn is a deep tanned 27 year old muscle god, 5'10", 185 lb. of toned perfection. His smooth shaved swimmers build body rippling with excitement as he struts and poses toward the center of the 12' X 12' padded mat.

His brown surfer-cut hair styled to a tee as he looks around the room smiling at the cheering girls. The crowd oooohss and ahhhhhh's as they notice the pronounced bulge in his white high-cut thong bikini. Glenn gives the Ladies a show and adjusts his suit, letting the lustful crowd have a quick glimpse of his ultra tan-line and obviously smooth shaved public area. He turns to await his opponent and just then the dressing room door opens and out leaps Tim. Again the women roar their approval at the sight of another perfect Male body clad only in a tiny neon yellow g-string!

The two combatants are almost identical in build and muscle tone, both sport awesome six-pack abs and perfect hard dimpled glutes. The only difference between them, Tim is not quite as tan and he prefers a shorter hair cut than Glenn's surfer-boy look. Tim walks around the room flexing his bulging biceps and stopping to show off his toned thighs inviting the horny crowd to feel his muscles as he passes. His tiny g-string struggles to contain an obviously swelling package as he makes his way to the center of the mat to meet face to face with Glenn.

"OK! OK! EVERYBODY CALM DOWN!" a grinning Andrea shouts. Glenn and Tim are now nose to nose in a stare down center stage. Only an inch or two separate them, and that distance is even less below the belt. Both men seem to be growing more and more turned-on at the thought of grappling in front of this excited crowd of hot females or is it the anticipation of wrestling a hot-body male opponent that is stirring their lust? Both are breathing heavily as well defined pecs rise and fall almost causing their nipples to come into contact.

"HERE ARE THE RULES FOR THE MATCH!" Andrea exclaims.

"THIS WILL BE A LOSER IS FIRST TO CUM OIL WRESTLING MATCH!" The surprised crowd roars its approval. Tim and Glenn are shocked speechless, both faces sport looks of amazement as they struggle for words to say.

"WAIT A MINUTE!" Tim finally says.

"I DIDN'T AGREE TO THIS! I AGREED TO A WRESTLING MATCH! NOT A COCKFIGHT!" Tim says to Andrea.

"ME NEITHER! I'M NOT WITH THIS GAY STUFF! TIM MIGHT GO FOR IT, BUT NOT ME!" Glenn says.

"FUCK YOU QUEER-BOY! YOU'RE THE ONE WITH THE HALF HARD-ON!" Tim shoots back.

"ME! YOU CAN BARELY KEEP YOURS FROM POPPING OUTTA YOUR PANTIES FAG-BOY!" Glenn screams.

"Boys, boys, you both agreed that I would set the rules for the fight and that if you did not go through with the match, you would be kicked out of the gym. Am I right?" Andrea stated. Both studs agreed and decided not to back out much to the delight of the room full of women present.

"OK THEN, IT IS AGREED! THIS MATCH WILL BE A SEX FIGHT FIRST TO CUM LOSES. GENTLEMEN YOU MUST MAKE YOUR OPPONENT CUM, TO WIN! USING ANY MEANS NECESSARY DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" the excited gym owner shouted.

"YEAH, I GOT IT." Tim said "ME TOO! LET'S DO THIS!" Glenn said.

"OK, LET'S GET IT ON!" Andrea screamed.

"WE GOT OURSELVES A COCKFIGHT!"

Both men stepped back to opposite corners and were oiled-up from head to toe. Several of the young members took turns rubbing the slippery baby oil all over the muscle-studs bodies. Tim and Glenn tried to fight the feelings of arousal growing in their pouches, but it wasn't working. Tim smiled across the ring as he saw that Glenn's 7" cock was rock hard and totally visible through the oil soaked white thong, the mushroom head poking up out of the waist band He then looked down and saw that his own 8" python was quickly snaking up and out of his tiny neon yellow g-string.

"Fuck, I shoulda worn something with a little more coverage." Tim whispers to himself. The crowd is transfixed on Tim's swelling cock as it pops out the side of his pouch. 2" are now sticking out the left side and Tim tries to stuff it back in. Glenn pulls the transparent white material up and over the head of his 7" thick and juicy schlong.

DING! DING! A bell sounds and both men begin to circle each other warily around the mat. The girls stare open mouthed at the incredibly sensual display before them. Glenn makes the first move, diving to his knees and wrapping his arms around Tim's legs in an attempt to trip him to the mat. But the muscle-boy keeps his balance and reaches over and grabs the back of Glenn's skimpy white thong, pulling up and driving the material deep into his muscled ass cheeks.

Glenn feels the sensation of the thong grinding up into his shaved balls and ass-hole and realizes he made a mistake. Tim pulls up hard stretching the thin fabric almost to the breaking point when he suddenly feels that Glenn has reached up and grabbed the waist band (or string) of his tiny suit. Tim realizes he messed up by wearing such a skimpy bikini and quickly releases Glenn's suit and tries to wrest the hands from his tiny yellow g-string.

Glenn's muscled arms pull down and apart and the thin material quickly gives and rips into shreds leaving Tim naked to continue the match. The small crowd squeals their approval as Tim's erect 8" cock is now free of its constraints and pointing strait up at the ceiling as Glenn goes back to work trying to pull Tim's legs out from under him. Finally with a huge tug, Glenn manages to pull Tim's legs out from under him, tackling the naked muscle-boy to his back.

Tim hits the mat and quickly tries to scramble away but the tanned stud holds his legs and then slithers atop his struggling nude foe. The girls cheer and clap as Glenn attempts to pin the slippery naked stud to the mat. After a fight, Glenn finally gets control of Tim's arms and is on top pinning him chest to chest, face to face, thigh to thigh, and most importantly cock to cock. The ultra-tan hunk begins to grind and hump his 7" tool down into Tim's 8" rock-hard man-meat.

"YEAH BOY, YOU LIKE THIS DON' CHA'." Glenn taunts into Tim's ear.

"YOU WANNA CUM FOR US, DON' CHA?" he whispers as he begins to lick and suck Tim's neck and ear. The naked stud can feel his cum rising as he shakes his head back and forth trying to clear his head.

"FUCK YOU FAG!", Tim grunts as he bucks and squirms and finally busts free of the pin-down. Tim slides away from his attacker to gather himself, looking down he sees that his 8" cock is harder than it's ever been and bobbing up and down with his heart beat. Plus he is already leaking pre-cum like a faucet, a long strand running from the purple tip of his throbbing cock-head down to the mat.

"YOU ALMOST HAD ME FUCKER." He says.

"YOU'RE GONNA WISH YOU HAD FINISHED ME OFF!" He was trying to sound tough but he knew he had better wake up or he was going to lose the match quick.

"I WILL FINISH YOU OFF, HOMO!"

"LOOK AT YOURSELF, YOU'RE ABOUT TO CUM NOW!" Glenn taunts. And with that suddenly slides across the slippery mat to go back on the attack. Both men are on their knees and meet chest to chest wrapping each other in a mutual bear-hug. Once again Tim feels his 8" python being ground into his rivals oily six-pack abs, but he sees a chance. Tim releases the bear-hug and grabs both the side straps of Glenn's white thong and pulls up hard.

Again Glenn feels the fabric of his suit being wedged deep up his tan dimpled ass, this time he fights through it and reaches behind Tim grabbing both his muscled ass-cheeks and pulls his rivals engorged 8" cock into his grind HARD! As Tim continues trying to strip him of his skimpy suit, Glenn begins to power thrust the naked-hunks cock hard into his slippery ab muscles and crotch. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Tim feels his balls churning again and does not know if he can take much more when finally he feels the material of the tan-boys thong begin to give. R I P!

Finally, it tears from Glenn's muscle-ass and Tim slings it into the cheering crowd! Glenn now naked begins to feel a surge in his own hard-on. The cock-fucking he was giving, he is now feeling himself as well. Frustrated Tim plants a forearm into Glenn's pecs and pushes them apart, needing a little time to gather himself. Glenn needed it too, he was again leaking pre-cum all over the mat and his 8" tool was pulsating rapidly. Both studs sat across the mat from each other trying to calm their raging hard-ons a bit so they could continue the battle.

Andrea directed the crowd to pour more oil on the mat and the cockfighters and soon things were even slicker. Both studs' regained their composure a little but both naked sexfighters still sported hard dicks that pointed to the ceiling. They had been battling for about 20 minutes now and Tim took the offensive and slid behind Glenn and locked him up in a hammer-lock. Tim pulled back and the women in the audience got a great look at the tan studs hot thick 7" cock waving back and forth as Tim struggled to control the hunk. Then Glenn suddenly lunged forward, landing on his face on the oily mat with Tim still locking his arms above his head.

" YOU GIVIN' UP QUEER!" Tim grunted in Glenn's ear. But then Glenn's strategy became apparent when he began to thrust his ass up into the 8" hard cock atop him.

"OOOHHHH...YOUR...A...SNEAKY BASTARD, AIN'T YOU." Tim half grunted half moaned. The ultra-tan cockfighter ignored Tim's talk and really started working his hard dimpled ass all over the monster weapon, trapping it in his oily crack, then sliding it side to side across his whole ass, then rotating all over Tim's raging boner in circular motions.

Then pounding his tanned ass fast and hard up into it over and over. Tim was starting to see stars, he loved a nice ass and the one that was assaulting his erection from below right now was one of the nicest he had ever seen, even if it was attached to his arch rival. The gym members in attendance knew Glenn's strategy and began to encourage him.

"YOU GOT HIM! WORK THAT SLIPPERY ASS!" someone shouted.

"GRIND HIS COCK, BABY! MAKE HIM CUM ALL OVER YOUR HOT ASS!" another cheered.

"HE'S LEAKING BUCKETS OF PRE-CUM! YOU'VE ALMOST GOT HIM!" another excited babe yelled. Tim could hardly see straight, he thought he had the upper hand and suddenly his cock was betraying him. He released the hammer-lock and tried to scramble away but Glenn was up and on him in a flash. Flipping Tim onto his back it looked like Glenn was going to shove his cock into Tim's mouth, but instead Glenn pulled Tim's head between his thighs from the front and locked his ripped thighs around Tim's head so that he was facing down, looking at Glenn's calves.

Glenn turned so that he was laying behind his rival facing Tim's feet, with his schlong safely between Tim's shoulder blades, freeing both hands to work on the hard throbbing 8" man-meat of his enemy. Tim knew the end was near. His head was trapped in a vice of dark tanned muscle. He kicked his legs and squirmed trying to keep his pulsating, leaking cock out of the grasp of Glenn's talented hands, but then he felt something warm and slippery wrap itself around it and start to slide up and down, up and down the length of his thick 8" tool.

"NO! YOU SON OF A...YOU CAN'T...MAKE...ME...CUM...YOU BASTARD! NO! "Tim shouted. He bucked and kicked and tried to work his hands to get at Glenn's 7" dick to no avail. Glenn locked one of Tim's legs under his left arm to effectively spread his legs wide open and that was the last defense the muscle-stud had. He was now locked up tight and spread wide with his 8" prick totally vulnerable.

"YOU QUEER, YOU KNOW THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED ALL ALONG." Glenn taunted.

"THESE GORGEOUS LADIES CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THIS HUGE CANNON OF YOURS SHOOT A GALLON OF CUM FOR US." he teased as he slowly worked Tim's huge shaft up and down, up and down, twisting his hand slightly as he slid it from top to bottom. Now Glenn rubbed and massaged his rival's smooth shaved balls with one hand while the other hand increased the speed of his pumping.

"OH,, DOES THAT FEEL GOOD? CUM ON... LET IT GO. GAWD! YOUR COCK IS SO FUCKING BIG! IT FEELS SO GOOD IN MY HAND! SHOOT IT, CUM FOR THE GIRLS... CUM... CUM!" Glenn cooed. Now he starts a gentle tug down on Tim's smooth shaved nut-sack , speeding up his strokes again. Tim's eyes are shut and his mouth is making an O shape and his body is rocking gently to the rhythm of Glenn's strokes up and down the 8" blue-veined shaft of his thick leaking cock. Faster and faster, Tim is humping in time to the hand-job.

"OH! GOD! NO", Tim screams. Glenn is pumping Tim's huge shaft at super speed with his right hand, then with his left he quickly releases the nut tug and lines up his oily middle finger and plunges to the knuckle into Tim's slippery shaved pulsating ass-hole. Tim's eyes shoot wide open as he begins bucking his hips uncontrollably oh... YOU ... fuck... shit... I'M cumming!!!!!!!!!!!!" The gym members roared their approval. Tim's huge cannon shot a huge load at least 7 feet across the mat and splattered cum coating his own chest and stomach.

"THAT'S IT BIG BOY. LET IT GO. YOU FUCKING LOSER PIECE OF SHIT. YOU CAME ALL OVER YOURSELF DIDN'T YA?" Glenn said.

"TOLD YOU WHO THE REAL MAN WAS. DIDN'T I? YOU GOT CREAMED IN FRONT OF ALL THESE BEAUTIFUL BABES. NOW GET UP AND GET OUT AND NEVER COME BACK!" Glenn added.

"AND THE WINNER IS... GLENN!!!!!!!" Andrea raised his oily arm in victory as all the hot and bothered female members gathered around Glenn.

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written by goldman