Hunter Production LLC - HP Tobias' Audition: Sex War - Part 3

Nikkiman

Tonight I head back to the Hunter Productions studios for my 3rd audition match of this great fighter Tobias. I've already had two wins with him. But that doesn't make me feel confident. I know that Tobias is an exceptional wrestler and I am sure that these defeats have made him stronger and more aggressive. I am waiting for him again in the locker room. I should be calm but I know I have to be on my guard for this fight. As much as I know the kindness of my opponent in life, I know that he can be ruthless in a fight. Here he comes. When I see him, despite my stress, I can only smile. I like his presence, I like the strength he gives off. I especially like to imagine our bodies confronting each other. So that my bulge is not too visible, I call out to him, "Hi Tobias! How are you?"

Tobias

I return to the studio for my third match with Nikki. He's taken the first two rounds and I'm trying not to let it get into my head. I give up one more load and he has the win in just three rounds. I'm usually so much better at making men cum than this. But he is so hot, his body so sensual, so enticing.... I smack my own cheek. HARD. To snap myself out of it. HP wants the sex but they also want the competition and so far you're not delivering. I clench my jaw and enter the locker room, determined. Then I see you there and you smile and greet me. I almost melt. I give my head a shake. "It's a fight, Tobias, it's a fight." My voice is strained as I reply, "Well, Nikki. I hope you are feeling well enough to face me in the cage." My expression turns hard.

Nikkiman

I see you coming and suddenly I notice that you are relaxing. I tell myself that something is happening. And suddenly, your face closes and your expressions become hard. I hear you talking about a cage. I knew that one of our fights had to take place in a cage. It's never been the place where I've felt most comfortable, even though I've had a few wins. But what worries me the most is the severity in your eyes. I feel a slight chill in my body. I don't know if it's fear, dread or an emotion that's hard to express. But I know that I have another Tobias in front of me. I take a deep breath in a calm and soothing way. "It's always a pleasure to face you Tobias... Especially considering how it's ending right now." I try to smile but I can see that it is a lost cause. I can feel the tension. You can almost touch it.

Tobias

I look again at you and I try to push aside how good you felt, especially our sensual time in the mudpit. You've used that to put me behind in this series and now I feel desperate to take the next round. I want you at my mercy, I want you dominated by me, I want your submission.

I peer into your eyes and say, "We're in the cage now, Nikki. This is my territory. There will be no stroking, no kissing. Here we fight. And I will take this round as mine." I turn on my heel and head to the cage to take my place in my corner.

Nikkiman

I see the cage. I see that particular atmosphere that emanates from it. I see the violence that can take place there. I suddenly understand what always generated me in this place when I look at your face. It exudes domination. Your eyes want my submission. Your smile demands my destruction. The cage, this mythical place of fights, scares me because it transpires violence. I know I'm not always gentle when I fight, but your eyes scare me a little. It's too late to back out. I must take advantage of this fight to progress. I am venturing into an unknown territory, little mastered by me: that of violence, the world of the cage. This trip may be terrible but like all trips, I will take advantage of it. I must progress... And it is determined that I enter the cage by settling in my corner.

I look around me. All this metal, all these elements that can hurt... It is your eyes, your expression that allow me to understand that we have changed the setting and that this fight will be nothing like the previous ones. I try to calm my breathing and I put myself in position ready to attack.

Tobias

I've always been competitive. And I've always been sexual, okay, horny. I built it into a profitable business. I know I've given the camera a good show so far, I'm not too modest to say that my cumshots are photogenic. But now the aggressiveness is coming out. I enter the cage on one side as you do on the other. The doors are shut behind us and it's just you and me. I crack my neck, I stretch out. "This one is MY turn, Nikki."

Nikkiman

When I hear the doors close behind us, I understand that something is happening. I don't know what yet. But hearing you tell me so aggressively that it's YOUR turn makes me understand. We are going to be in a battle of the titans here. Not only a seduction fight, a sensual fight like the previous ones, but two men facing each other. I take the time to breathe and to concentrate on my objective: victory and I advance towards you with a determined air to show you that this place does not frighten me.

Tobias

We meet face to face in the ring. I see that you understand I will fight hard to submit you here and take this round's victory. I resist the urge to kiss you, to stroke your tautly muscled body. I do NOT intend to be the Hunter Productions' jobber!

"I'm taking you down, Nikki, this will be a battle." I step back and signal to lock up.

Nikkiman

I see in your eyes your determination. But I also feel that you still have deep inside you this desire to kiss me and to caress my muscular body. You know that I want the same thing. But I see that you are there, facing me, with this obvious desire to break my body to have this victory. I see you waving a lock up at me. I walk towards you. I feel your head against mine, your body against mine. I hear your breath and your smell. But I have to make you suffer, I have to show you that I'm not going to let myself be hurt. I put my hand on your shoulder blade more than on your shoulders. I want to take the opportunity to try to get you over me in a hip toss.

Tobias

I move in to meet you, still pushing thoughts of desire and lust, our budding friendship, out of my mind. I feel an electric jolt as we grip each other and flesh meets flesh. I'm puzzled by your choice of grip until I realize you're positioning me for a different move. You use the leverage of your long leanly muscled body to pull my bulky frame into a hip toss. I tumble over you and fall hard to the canvas. I'm fresh enough to roll to a three-point stance.

"Nice move, Nikki," I growl. I push off, aiming my shoulder at your tight abs to spear you.

Nikkiman

I am satisfied with my first move. Not because I was able to put you down. I know it's not enough to defeat you. But because I managed to take the initiative of the attack. I look at you smiling, always divided between the desire to fight you and the one to enjoy your body. This lack of concentration is a mistake. I see your shoulder spear my stomach. The shock is violent and my body is thrown backwards until the cage. I am on the ground, a little stunned from the beginning of the match. My stomach is pierced by an intense pain and my back took the impact of the fall. I get up, breathing heavily. I have to face... I have to be more attentive. Nikki, get this fucking desire out of your head, otherwise you're going to be the jobber of this match very easily.

Tobias

I can tell you're as distracted by our attraction and desire as I am. You roll out from under me and I can tell that attack rattled your body. That body... That... "TOBIAS!" I call myself back to attention. As you rise to your feet, I move in. I press into you, chest to chest, crotch to crotch, and wrap my arms around your waist and attempt a belly-to-belly suplex.

Nikkiman

I get up. I am still a little shocked and my body is sore. I see you come up to me and wrap your arms around me. That touch of your skin against mine, feeling your pecs, your bulge, hearing that breath, feeling your warm breath on me... No fucking Nikki, no. I know you're trying to hurt me and I don't know if you're going to suplex me or bearhug me but I have to defend myself. My arms are free. I put them at the level of your head and start crushing it by pushing my fingers into your skull. I don't understand how I can be so violent but I only want to hurt you. Maybe this violence is necessary to erase the attraction I have for you.

Tobias

As I try to throw you back over me, our bodies pressed together, beginning to gasp hot breath on one another with our exertion, my hold is interrupted. Your fingers find my skull and I am the victim of your power as you grip my skull. The pain is unbearable and I must retreat before you damage my skull. I place my hands on your tight pecs and push off to get some distance between us.

Nikkiman

I see the pain in your eyes and it is also visible in your body. I managed to get you to let go of me. You push me away violently by putting your powerful hands on my pectoral muscles and my body trembles again. I know I still have to learn to contain myself but it's fucking hard to do when you touch me. I know that this is one of the goals of this fight: to progress to fight with someone who attracts me. I breathe. I see you in front of me. I see the debates my fingers have caused to your body. I also feel the pain of your spear. I have to move fast if I want to get back in control. Before I prepare my next move, I realize that my face still has traces of the rage I put into my defense. I quickly wipe it off. Then I run at you, trying to make you run by sending a massive shoulder strike into your pecs.

Tobias

Our eyes meet for a moment. I see in them what I am sure I betray in mine. We've both escalated the intensity of this round over the previous two. I want the win, I want to reverse your two victories, and as much as part of me wants to call a truce and make love in the cage, we are fighters and one of us must dominate in the arena.

You charge at me, slamming your shoulder hard into my chest. Despite my bulkier body, your strength hits me hard. I've barely shaken off the effects of you squeezing my skull and now this hard impact. You knock me back a step as I try for the flip again. I wrap my arms around your hot sweating body and try to use our momentum to throw you over me, trying to take back control of this round.

Nikkiman

The intensity of this fight amazes me. Until now, I had been able to play on my sensuality to maintain a balance in our fights. But there, it is not enough anymore. I know that the sexual tension between us is enormous and both of us also want to make love in this cage. But the will to fight is growing, as is the will to fight each other and the will to fight you. I can see that my previous blows have taken effect and I can feel your body starting to tire. This is true for me too. Sweat covers us and I can feel the physical fatigue in my body. I made you back up and I try a new attack when, suddenly, I feel imprisoned by your arms. I love the feeling of having them around me. I like to physically feel your body. But I understood that you were not trying to do me any good, only to beat me and defeat me. I try to struggle to avoid this blow. I reach out my arms to you and violently slam your face with the palms of my hands.

Tobias

The level of intensity in this match keeps increasing. We're so aroused by the feel of one another's bodies but we are warriors. You want to best me and I want to defeat you. Strangely, I'm turned on as much by the thought of you dominating me as I am about you submitting to me. I nearly have you giving in to my attempt to flip you across the cage when you strike my face with both hands. My flesh stings at the blow, my eyes water, DAMN, that hurt!

My anger level rises at your attack, our sweating bodies still locked together with my throw interrupted. I growl as my rage begins to outstrip my passion. I grip you by the hair and aim headbutt at the bridge of your nose.

Nikkiman

I managed to avoid your belly suplex with my last attack and I see in your eyes that the pain is increasing. But it is the anger that is visible first in your body. Your whole being shows this will that you have to destroy me. But I will go against this will. Coming to my senses, I prepare myself for another attack. The will to fight you is growing as I strike you and see in you the effect it has.

But all of a sudden, you grab me by the hair. I feel like I can't react. You are too fast and the violence by which you hold me is great. I see your face approaching me. This face in which I saw so much pleasure that we gave each other is now the face of destruction. Violently, your head comes to strike the edge of my nose. I am so shocked by this violent blow that I fall to the ground, buttocks first. The pain that crosses me is great and mechanically I pass my hand on my face. I feel something hot. I look at my hand: blood. Fuck, you blew my nose. I look at you with fury. I crawl to the end of the cage to escape another attack and try to straighten up to strike another blow.

Tobias

I watch as you crumble onto your ass. My instinct is to follow you in, press the attack while I have you down. Then I see your hand come away from your face, dripping red. OH SHIT! Did I break your nose?!?! That beautiful nose? I am stopped in my tracks as I see your own rage mount. You climb up the wall of the cage to your feet. And in that moment, I realize this is what our competition has been building towards. If I don't beat you in this round, you will have humiliated me in my debut. I move in, pivoting to aim a sidekick at your ribs as you rise, trying to cut off your counterattack.

Nikkiman

The anger is growing. I'm a fighter but I care a lot about my looks and I know that part of my popularity is based on that. You, Tobias, broke my nose, in front of Jake's camera. You, Tobias, are going to pay for that. I try to use the cage to get up and I see you coming to aim at my ribs. I have to be quick. I want you to suffer through this fight too. I shift sharply hoping to move fast enough to get your body to connect with the cage instead of me.

Tobias

The battlelust is rising in us both and I can tell busting your nose has escalated this to a new level of violence. I've got to take you down in this round and I have to take you down HARD! You try to sidestep my kick - your speed is diminished by the length and violence of the battle - but I only hit a glancing blow as my foot ricochets off the cage wall, sending a spasm of pain up my leg. I hop back on one foot until I can regain my footing as I raise my guard to ward off your attack while I'm vulnerable.

Nikkiman

I managed to dodge your blow and now I have to take over this fight. I know you're vulnerable even though you didn't hit the cage as hard as I wanted. The blood continues to flow down my face. I wipe it off with my arm before I attack again. I approach you and try to weaken you again. I raise my foot towards your belly trying to explode your abs with a kick. I have the feeling to be no longer in the same fight. I have already fought you twice, but the violence that emerges from our blows is greater.

Tobias

I try to balance how sensual our previous our last round was with the aggressive violence of this one. Oddly, I am just as aroused by this all-out battle for dominance. We are both wearing down with fatigue, your kick is slower but my ability to flex my core is weaker too. Your foot doubles me over some and I stagger back a step. I take advantage of your slowness to pull your leg back to grip your ankle. I try to hold you in place as I sweep a kick at your standing leg to take you down.

Nikkiman

Seeing us both in this cage putting as much violence into fighting as we put sensuality into the mud pit... Seeing us exhausted, slowed down by the beatings... Seeing us still determined to win... . My kick didn't have as much effect as I hoped... Damn... You're grabbing my leg... Will I have enough energy to attempt an aerobatic hold and you? throw a round kick with my other foot... When I see myself falling again, I say to myself: You think too much Nikki, you don't fight enough!

Tobias

This rough fight is taking its toll on us both. I sweep my foot at your standing leg but before I can strike it, you have flexed that long, tautly-muscled body in the air. With an acrobatic kick, your foot lands solidly on my abs. Taken by surprise, I am unflexed as I grunt and double over, your ankle slipping from my grip. I stumble back, my shoulder blades striking the hard wall of the cage as I grunt again from the impact. I suck in air as you fall to the canvas, giving me a second or two to plan my counterattack.

Nikkiman

My counterattack did not work or did not work enough. I feel that my strength is getting weaker and weaker. I find myself on the ground and I have to find the strength to get up. I will search the depths of my resources to do so but I will succeed. I want to continue this fight and offer you an exceptional level of resistance. I am lying down, I am gaining momentum by throwing my legs back to try to get up before your next attack. I know it's going to be imminent and I need to be prepared for it.

Tobias

I watch as your athletic frame summons your strength and your long torso flips you back to your feet. DAMN, your body is poetry in motion! My dick jumps at the sight of your graceful, dancer-like movements. I can't help but stare for a moment in astonishment and admiration. I want to beat you, to defeat you, to avenge my two lost rounds, but my lust is nt diminished. As your feet meet the canvas, I push off the wall to tackle you, my bulkier body colliding with yours, hoping to take you off your feet before you fully regain your balance.

Nikkiman

My pride will play tricks on me... When I was so happy with the way I stood up... I was sure you would love the sight of my chiseled body... When I see your massive body coming towards me and hitting me, I regret my decision... "Nikki, you still haven't understood that we are not in a sensual fight anymore but in a fierce struggle" I say to myself. I feel my body falling again. The surprise is total and I begin to wonder if I will ever be able to leave this mat... The impact is violent. I fall on my back... The pain which crosses it is more and more important. I wonder more and more in which state I will finish the game. Whatever the result, I know that the damage will be real.

Tobias

My surprise attack worked but my entire body is screaming in pain at the effort to tackle you. You crash to the canvas with me landing on top of you. I remember how it feels to have a man as big as me splash down on you from my tough matches with Lance Vader. And I know you can't be feeling good after it. I remember that the goal is to make you cum though; beating you senseless won't take this round from you.

I hope that I've stunned you enough to reverse my position, as I hike up to turn. Swiveling my legs over you, I sit my ample buttocks on your chiseled abs, my sweat leaving a mark. I tighten my quads on your waist, hoping the hold and my weight will keep you down. I begin to stroke your cock, spitting on it, as I tug at your balls. I want your load!

Nikkiman

I'm on the ground and I see you coming at me. You crush me with all your weight. The pain is real but the pleasure to find the contact of this body with which I like so much to fight and to kiss. I know I have to concentrate on my riposte but I am exhausted, covered in sweat, with a bloody nose. I fail to counter your new attack when you turn me around.

You sit on me and I feel your beautiful buttocks on my abs. My breathing quickens as the desire for you is great. I know I have to fight but I'm not sure if I can do it, if I have enough strength left. Suddenly you grab my sex. The moan I let out is the height of my surprise and desire. You start to grab my balls. I feel your spit along my cock. That warm feeling running down my glans. I see your hand approaching my penis and pulling the spit down to better lubricate me. I won't be able to fight it for long if I don't find a way to stop it. My cock is wet and I'm not sure if it's just from your spit.

I won't be long, I won't be long. I don't want to lose... And at the same time, do I want to win... If I win, the games with you will stop and I'm not sure I want that. But I am a fighter... I clench my fists, bend my arms and start punching you hard in the back to force you to let go.

Tobias

I can read the movements of your body, the throbbing of your cock. You want the release, you want to give me your load after taking two of mine. But I know you're a fighter and it's not in your nature to surrender. I feel you tense and I expect to be attacked. Your fists coming down like a hailstorm on my broad back, I feel your power even through our mutual fatigue. I lower my head, prepared to see how much punishment I can take, and continue to stroke you as my lips enclose the head of your cock, my grip pulling your foreskin back. My tongue licks and probes your piss slit, taking in the salty sweetness of your precum.

Nikkiman

I am giving my last strength to free myself. I'd be ready to break your back, to hurt you now. All of a sudden I feel an extremely pleasant sensation around my cock. I can't see what's going on but I know what you're doing. I stop hitting you and let out a moan of pleasure. Your tongue works on my glans. My body experiences a shiver of pleasure unless it is the shiver that announces my defeat. This feeling of you being so close to me. Your tongue working my piss slit. Your mouth working my glans.... I can't take the fight back... I try to encircle your hips with my hands. I don't know what I can do... Break your ribs, I don't have the strength anymore. But I think I'm looking for your cock. I try to caress it, hoping, dreaming that you will spit before me.

Tobias

My gambit pays off, as three rounds into this marathon contest, your churning balls yearn for release. Your punches weaken as I begin to expertly work on your cockhead. I finally have you where I want you. I feel your body beginning to arch beneath the burden of my weight as I continue to edge your thick dripping shaft. Your hands give up their assault and I feel them grip my haunches. I suspect I know where they are heading. Though I don't think I will give up a third load easily, I know what you do to my body and cannot take the risk. I lower myself on you, taking your rockhard nine inches all the way in, deepthroating you, at the same time lowering my own body to cover my dick as it rests in the gutter of your six-pack torso.

Nikkiman

Not only do I no longer have the strength to fight, not only do I fail to grab your cock, but you swallow my cock whole in your warm throat. The feeling is so good. This heat... Your tongue running along my veiny sex... I feel your mouth working on me and I know I'm defeated, that I've lost this third round. I just know that I want to make this moment last as long as possible to get as much pleasure as possible. My moans increase. I start to tremble and I contract all my muscles to not lose right away. I accept my defeat but now I just want to make the pleasure last, my pleasure and yours.

Tobias

I feel your surrender, both your body and spirit, as you succumb to your desire. Our desire. I love the feel of your cock filling my mouth into my throat, I tremble at the taste of your pre as it leaks onto the back of my tongue. My bodily aches fade away as I melt into servicing you to achieve my victory. I can tell you are in no rush to admit your defeat and I am not in a hurry to claim the win. After such a violent battle, I treasure this joining. I continue to suck your cock and tug at your balls. When I think you are ready, I reach under your shapely buttcheeks and finger your hole, ready to bring you all the way.

Nikkiman

The feeling you give me is delicious. The pains in my body are less and less sensitive and it only feels the pleasure you give me. I struggle, I fight... I know that I don't have much longer, but I want to resist... It is hard, my forces leave me. I stretch out my arms on the mast and I try to catch the mat to keep my strength. Suddenly, I feel you start to finger me. All my strength leaves me. I am finished. My breathing accelerates... My moans increase... I don't even know how I still manage not to explode except for the fucking pleasure I get from you...

Tobias

I love the feeling of your body as I bring it close to climax. Your moans, the change in your breathing, I feel the flush of your body heat increase underneath me as my weight keeps you pinned down. I don't think, at this point, you would escape even if you could. I keep edging this fine cock of yours, almost an act of worship as I kneel over you, an oral genuflection, until your cock throbs in my mouth. My fingers probe more deeply into your hole as I prepare to accept your surrender.

Nikkiman

You are transforming me. Not only did you make me violent during this fight, not only did you transform my body by hitting it, but now it is the pleasure you give me that transforms it... My breathing is faster and faster, my body is more and more tense. I feel a heat flooding me... I feel hot as if I were dizzy, as if I was going to feel bad... But I feel so good. I know that the defeat is here, I feel that the pleasure is approaching. My moans turn into screams. But it's not from pain that I'm screaming. I feel the jets bubbling and I feel it creeping up my cock as you finger me more and more. My cum begins to flood your mouth as I am totally stretched into pleasure.

Tobias

I feel your body's rhythm undergo a tectonic shift as you give in to my service. Your balls tighten in my grip, your cock throbs, and I feel the eruption of your cum in my mouth, flooding it faster than I can guzzle your juice. My mouth is dripping jizz back into your crotch. Your body is vibrating as its overheated, sweaty skin writhes under me. I continue to suck your cock and finger your hole until your climax is complete.

I am tempted to continue, draining you of every drop, but I have two more loads to coax from you to win this match and I cannot leave you completely spent. I pull off your crotch and slowly pivot, feeling the soreness of my body, to face you. "Shall we clean you up and get your nose taken care of, Nikki?" I tenderly kiss your lips as Jake the Cameraman catches another close-up.

Nikkiman

I don't know how to describe how I feel. I am in a state of total confusion. I lost. I had another defeat and my fighting spirit doesn't like it. I am suffering. My nose still hurts and my body has been destroyed by this fight. But I feel so good. My jets filled your mouth, more than that from what I see running down your chin. You know however to suck and finger me and the orgasm I know is unbelievable. I see Jake's camera filming the pleasure in my eyes.

You withdraw from my mouth and I collapse to the ground exhausted, wandering. My breathing takes time to find a serene rhythm even if the state of pleasure in which I am is real. I smile at you when you offer to clean me and take care of my nose. I kiss you passionately while hugging your back. But my caress means and I think you know it "Next time, you will not have my defeat".

TO BE CONTINUED

Published: 2023-01-05, viewed 134 times.