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Hunter Productions LLC - The Mask and The Bed
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Today I'm called again for a fight at my friend Rob's studios to make a new film for Hunter Productions. As always, I don't know who my opponent is and I'm a little intrigued. I just learned that I'm not going to be doing a scene with an aspiring actor but with an established actor. Since my audition, this has only happened to me once, with my BF Thomas. I hope this fight will be just as hot but I will win it. I wait in the locker room, shirtless, for my opponent to enter. I'm excited: there are too many hot guys here. I want to fight them all.
I come into the locker room already wearing my ask. As agreed on my contract, I am not supposed to take the mask of inside the studio to keep the mystery for the cameras as well as the other guys. I see Nikki as I enter and I move to him, taking his hand and shaking it enthusiastically. Sadly I can’t talk and greet him properly but I hope he doesn’t misunderstand my enthusiasm. I head to my locker and grab my booths and wrist tapes, putting them on.
I have an unknown fighter in front of me. He's smaller than me and lighter but I know he's exactly the kind of opponent I have to fear. "Are you the mystery fighter? Well done for your match against Rob! It was incredibly hot!" And saying that, I stroke my abs after opening my pants. "You'd like a fight where? And with what stipulations?"
I’m glad my mask hides my face an expression in moments like this, just with my speedo would do the same as my cock tents and presses against the fabric. I pull out my phone and show you the message. “Wherever you want daddy.” I have my gear fully on and I’m ready to step to any fight place you might choose. Yt
I look at you smiling as I see that at 25 years old I am written daddy and I think I have an incredible idea when I see your bulge swell. I am particularly intrigued by this mask. I don't see who you are but I know that your body, even if it is not big, pleases me enormously. I can already imagine the fight and the head of my cock comes out of my briefs. "A fight in bed would tell you: a first to cum fight?"
I smile big under my mask, put my phone in my locker and I nod at you letting you know I accept these terms. But I remember something important and pull my phone for a new message. “Mask stays on though, is that okay?”
I look at you and say, "Of course." I take off my pants and stay with my black boxers for this game. This is the first time I can fight in the bed that has just been inaugurated. I call Jake, the cameraman, to tell him "Follow us to the bed". As you look light, I take you in my arms and carry you to the studio where the bed is. It allows me to admire your body. I already imagine myself in this fight in which I know that weight and height don't have much to do.
You strip into your gear, and pick me up like I weight nothing. I won't complain about being carried to the venue by you, but I also can't really do anything after you lift me up. I watch as we walk past the corridors and finally arrive at the Bed area in the studio. I motion you to set me down so we can get in position to get started.
I am happy to do so. I lay you down carefully on the bed. I know that the fight is going to be tough and that I don't have a good command of matches in a bed. You are in front of me and I don't know how to position myself. I try to kneel on the bed but it feels weird. Nothing is stable. yt
I watch as you climb on the bed and kneel down in front of me, I think of this for a moment. The bed is the biggest I've ever seen, I stand on it in front of you and I finally get to see you from above. You look great under me, I wonder if I can make that stay for long. I look to the side, at the cameraman, waiting on his sign to let us get started.
„Alright guys! I’m ready!“ *focusing on both of your hot bodies*
I see the red button on Jake's camera. It's okay, he's rolling. You're standing on the bed, I'm kneeling. I'm not saying I'm finally on your level, but I don't mind starting with a handicap. I'm also right up there with your speedo. But that's not what I need to focus on. I'm jumping on your legs, trying to knock you down as quickly as possible. It's weird to fight here, but I'm excited about the novelty of it.
I see the camera and I nod at him, turning to Nikki who's already coming at me, he manages to catch my legs before I can get away. I feel his body pulling me down and I fall on the bed on my back. I see him over me and I quickly raise my hands, pushing them against his chest as my thumbs press and circle around his nipples, wondering how sensitive they are.
Fuck, that's not possible. Everyone knows that nipples are my weakness... I start to moan. I have to counter this hold quickly and I think some information is getting around about how to get me easily. My dick is getting huge and if I don't react, I'm going to be in trouble very quickly. I try to bend my leg a little and start stroking your cock with my thigh. I do this as tenderly, as gently as possible, hoping that the pleasure I give you will allow you to let go of me.
I feel your body shivering over me, I guess I accidentally hit the jackpot! I keep my work on your nipples and I suddenly feel your thigh pressing and rubbing against my bulge. I moan silently under you, my hips slowly pushing against your thigh as I hump it gently. I can't let you take control of me like this, I try to shove you to the side to roll us around and get myself on top of you. Lucky for you my mask covers my mouth and I can't attack your nipples with it, so I try to pull your arm over your head to expose your armpit, leaning in to brush my masked face into it, wondering if I might find another weakness.
A quiet grunt leaves my mouth as I feel your finger entering my speedo and my ass after. I tremble and try to pull myself away fast, pulling my ass away from your finger. I get my free hand and reach for your chest again, clawing it in a playful way as I circle my thumb around your nipple's tip. I look at your face, smirking under my ask as I'm confident I have you now.
I start to moan. I feel my cock start to get wet. I'm in a public game and everyone is likely to see my weak spot. I wonder how this fighter could have known that. But I don't have to think too hard. I have to act. I try to grab your hand and block it using this time not my sensuality but my strength.
You catch and grip on my wrist, making me stop my sensual attack on your nipple as you hold it. I try to twist over you, getting myself behind you as I pull your head between my thighs, trying to lock it in figure four headlock.
I recognize your wrestling skills and see myself locked between your legs. I am the happiest of men because I love great fighters and I know you are one. With the back of my head I start to stroke your cock. I try to jerk it with my head. I put the head of my cock in the hollow between the bottom of my skull and my neck and I start to rub myself on your cock.
I cannot believe this, even though I have your head trapped and squeezed between my thighs, you manage to flip the move around and attack me instead. I moan a little louder now, shaking as I start losing my focus and strength as you tease my cock with your surprising head rub. I try to get myself to flex harder to stop you, not sure if I can even manage it at this point.
I must take advantage of the surprise to try to destabilize you. I feel that you force the pressure on my neck to prevent me from rubbing you as I do. I also know from your moans that you don't find it unpleasant. I have to find a way to break your concentration. I take my hands and start to gently, tenderly caress your thighs that are crushing me. I show the most delicate sensuality so that the pleasure wins you.
I manage to stop your head as I flex my thighs tighter. I feel your hands rubbing against my thighs worshipping them as I reach down and try and catch your wrists, pulling them as further up as I can in hopes to keep them trapped as I keep squeezing your head. My plan is to wait until your arms feel limp before I release you and lock you in something that I can attack your cock after. Yt
I feel like I'm starting to get trapped. You grab my arms and I can't caress you anymore. You hold me too tightly for me to continue stroking you with my head. Yet I must not stop fighting. If I fail to fight back, I know I will run out of air and be in great trouble. I have only one way out. It is not glorious but I don't want to hurt you. The thought of trying to blow your balls off with my head crosses my mind. But I don't want that kind of game with you. So I try to contract my arms and use my strength to allow me to escape your grip. My muscles are totally tense. I have to use everything I've learned in my training to get my arms free again.
I feel your arms pulling and they slip off my hands as you flex and pull them away. I’m surprised as I didn’t expect you to do something like that. Knowing you’re at full power now I know I must answer the same way. I flex my thighs to the max, using all my strength to squeeze your skull as I know it’s only a matter of time before you break out or I run out of stamina.
My arms are free. I don't know if these are my best weapons but they are the only ones I have at the moment. My head is red, I can feel it. I have to hurry before I lose my consciousness completely. Desperately, I begin to strike with my elbows on your thighs, hoping that you can release the pressure on my head a little.
I feel your elbows hitting my thighs, and for a little bit I manage to take them… but the repeated blows wear me out and I’m forced to release you, rolling away holding my aching thighs.
I am slowly taking a breath but this is not the time to listen to myself, nor to take time. I see you holding your thighs and I feel the pain in your body. Now I want to give you pleasure, as much pleasure as possible. I pull your legs up a little and put your beautiful ass within reach of my mouth. I stick my tongue out and start trying to eat your ass like my life depends on it. I apply myself and hope that the pleasure I'm going to give you will be as great as the one I'm going to take.
You come at me while I’m still recovering, pulling my body down and my legs up, I try to stop you but you’re stronger than me. I lean my head back, silently moaning as you start licking my ass. My toes curling inside my boots as I tremble and grunt reaching to rub my hand over your head.
I feel the warmth of your hand coming close to my head and I know you want me to withdraw as soon as possible to avoid losing this fight. Before you can grab my hair (that's your goal, I imagine), I start kissing your asshole. I've never done this to any man but you have an ability to make me feel totally different.
You change between licking to kissing, I shake and tremble under you, feeling better rested as I try to shake you off from over me, so I can pull my speedos back on and get back into this fight. Your lips against my hole feel so good though, struggling against my hornyness and my will to get back into the fight.
You are an outstanding fighter and despite the difference in size since the beginning of the fight, you put me in difficulty. However, I feel a beginning of weakness and I think that kissing your asshole was a good strategy. I must now try to keep you under my control. I don't know if it will work but I try to insert my tongue into your asshole hoping you can get the pleasure you deserve.
You keep holding me down, I try to lift my body and shake around to escape, but no success so far. I feel your tongue entering my hole, I let out a whine as a wet spot appears on my black speedos. I shake around more desperately, knowing if this keeps up you might put me out of the fight.
Your shaking forces me to take my tongue out of this pleasant place. "Don't you love it, mystery fighter? Yet usually my opponents like it?" I tell you with a big smile. I keep my head in this area because I don't want to give up on the job so soon. I know I'll have to find an even hotter way to make you lose. My head has recovered a bit and is just at the level of your balls. I rip off your speedo so I don't have any more discomfort. I get close to your balls and start licking them. I hope that the pleasure I give you will get me what I am looking for.
You strip me off my speedos and I’m still strapped on my back, legs up and ass exposed. I feel you approaching again, but this time you go for my balls. I cannot help myself and I burst into laughter as your licking tickles me so much I start trashing and shaking like crazy under you.
I am a little destabilized and I have a movement of surprise. It's the first time I make a guy laugh while trying to make him cum. I start to wonder about my sexual capacity. I watch you laugh. I wonder for two seconds if I have become a frigid guy. But I tell myself is this a strategy. I'm up to your balls. I have to get to the bottom of this. I pull my head up a little and try to grab your cock and start sucking it with all the ardor I can muster.
I cannot take much more, feeling your lips surround my cock it starts throbbing, my load building. I reach out and try to push you back right before my cock starts blowing my load. I lean my head back, quietly moaning and grunting as you make me blow before the camera. My arms and legs spasming a bit before going limp as I lay back breathing slowly to try and catch my breath.
I feel that you are on the verge of giving up, of not resisting anymore and I want the pleasure I am going to give you to be as great as possible. I don't know who you are, I don't know your identity but that doesn't stop me from having a crazy pleasure with you. I want to give you as much as you give me. I go back and forth on your cock. I'm ready to have my throat blown out just for the satisfaction of winning this one. God your cock is good and I love seeing you in this state almost totally under my control or more exactly under the control of my pleasure
You continue sucking me even after I blow. I tremble and moan a little louder as you keep sucking all of my load out of me. I feel my legs and my body shaking and spasming as you milk me dry. I feel my his shaking as I try to tap on your arm...
You tap my arm and I take that as a sign of abandonment. I loved receiving your load in my mouth. I open my mouth wide to allow Jake to film the proof of your defeat. I look at you with satisfaction and pleasure.
You let my body drop on the bed. I stay laid out spread out breathing slowly as I continue trying to recover and catch my breath as you stay up over me facing the camera now. Knowing I'm not supposed to say anything I just move my head to show I'm not knocked out.
I see you catching your breath and I lie down to come and kiss you. "I loved testing this bed with you, unknown fighter. You were amazing and I thought you were going to win the fight. I will remember your thighs for a long time." I get up out of the studio knowing that in the shower I'm going to have to treat myself.
END OF THE MATCH
Published: 2022-12-12, viewed 107 times.
Dream Breaker (deleted member)
2022-12-13 12:38Nikkiman brought Dani J to the creamy end. My fist was aching when I finished reading the story. Great job guys!
European Muscle (deleted member)
2022-12-12 13:05The bed used for a second time, exactly what is meant for, sexual action of hot guys 😋
Nikkiman (deleted member)
2022-12-12 13:12(In reply to this)
Glad you enjoyed it EM! Thanks for you comments. This Masked fighter is an excellent sexfighter... I believe he coul dominate me since a moment.