Stevie's blog

We were on our knees facing each other completely nude. I was 32, 5-11, tanned and toned and smooth skinned. I weighed about 170lbs. He was in his late 50’s, 6-0, moderately hairy, weighing about 185lbs. It was a test of brute strength and endurance between our manhood’s. His cock and mine crossed against one another, this really amplified the differences in our dicks. Mine had a healthy pinkish hue, with smooth skin, hints of blood vessels running up and down the length of my perfectly straight shaft. His looked like a large summer sausage, darkish pink, some areas reddish pink, very rough looking with scars from other cockfights and with dark bulging veins that just looked plain unhealthy and ugly. My cock was about 7 inches and cut, his was probably 8 inches and cut, but thicker.

Slowly, taking measured swings we began to lightly slap our cocks against one another, swinging left to right, then right to left. During the heightened online banter we chatted about how we were going to physically break, and or crush the other man’s cock. Sounded exciting then, but now in real life this was turning into a war of attrition as slap after slap of our thick rods slammed against one another.

Soon a reddish blush formed on both sides of my dick as we smashed our cock-meat against one another. When we found a good rhythm the tempo increased, as did the sounds of our grunting and cursing. To reduce the amount of initial friction we had oiled our dicks just a little. They slipped some at first, but still the damage was beginning to show. There was some excitement to the contest at first, our dicks became fully engorged and erect, mine more so then I could ever recall. Our eyes would lock from time to time as our cocks battled below. I could tell when my dick connected on a sensitive area on his, from the look in his eyes. I knew he could also tell the same with me. We would also stare down at our erections as they tangled.

Soon i noticed something as we fought. My cock was beginning to bend to his harder shaft. I felt my heart pound with fear and anxiety. It seemed like his was getting harder and stronger with every collision, while mine would wilt just a fraction more. I was covered in sweat and squeezed my eyelids shut, but I couldn’t take the pain any longer, I had to back off! The pain was too much. He was knocking my wilting cock around at will now, slapping it back and forth and pinning it up against my lower abdomen just to humiliate me further. Pre-cum leaked from both our penises but mine more so.

He grabbed me in a bear hug as we were still on our knees; i returned the favor as our cocks pressed firmly together. He began to grind his ugly, rough, dick into mine. I could feel his rock hard shaft against mine. We grunted and moaned as our bodies dripped with perspiration. As time went on i could feel his hands slip down to my ass, squeezing and pulling me ever tighter. Again i reciprocated as my cock began to swell against his. I could feel the semen begin to rise and i quickly used my only time-out. We had agreed that each fighter could use one time-out during the cockfight.

The time out would only last for 2 minutes and then the contest would resume. We released each other from the hold and withdrew a few inches away, still on our knees. We both were breathing heavy, drenched with sweet. Strings of pre-cum still connected our swollen red cocks. “You’re in trouble, i can see that clearly”, he said in a low whisper. “Your cock is going to lose to mine and I will fuck your eyes out”. I said nothing as i tried to keep my composure but i knew if something did not change he would be right. The stakes were loser gets fucked. I did not want to endure that experience from him!

The timeout was over and we quickly came back together while still on our knees. Our erect cocks slammed together on the undersides with a slap and we grabbed each other’s asses again, pulling tighter. The grinding continued as we both tried to maneuver our cocks in such a way to find the other’s sweet spot. We moaned and groaned as the struggle went on. I was fighting back the strong urge to cum but i could also tell he was getting close too. If only I could hang on and outlast him. I began to feel his fingers searching for my anus. I quickly followed suit and tried to find his opening. His arms were longer than mine and he soon penetrated my hole as our cocks continued to do battle. It took a while but i managed to get my finger inside of him but not as deep as he was in me. His finger worked its way in deeper and deeper finding my prostate. I moaned as he massaged it. I tried to go deeper for his but couldn’t seem to reach his milk gland. My cock began to throb as the intense fight continued. There was a combination of soreness and pleasure going on at the same time. His brutal weapon had made my penis raw and tender from the abuse. My balls were also very sore. I was shaking, confused, embarrassed and aroused at the same time. I could hold back no longer. I screamed out as my cock exploded, spraying semen everywhere! It pulsated wildly and pumped out several shots of cum. I was beaten. I fell over to my side as my dick continued to throb. My precious milk slowly leaked from the tender slit of my ravished cock. I was emotionally and physically exhausted.

My foe’s cock was still standing proud, upright, hard and erect. It looked larger than ever from the intense battle. My own cum dripped from it mixed with his juice. He slowly rubbed more lube all over his victorious meat as he stared at me. As part of the stakes he rolled me on my back and grabbed a hold of my bare legs, spreading them out and up. Slowly his rock hard cock began to penetrate my hole. I grunted in a high pitch as it hurt at first but soon he was fully inside of me. He began to pump as our eyes locked. “To the winner goes the spoils” he said softly. “My cock is better than yours and claims its prize.” I quietly moaned, humiliated by the defeat and now having to fulfill the stakes. Soon he too started to moan and grunt from the pleasure his cock was receiving at my expense. My cock began to swell as a steady stream of liquid leaked from its inflamed opening. We both grunted with each thrust and he finally screamed out as his love muscle pumped its hot load into my body. He collapsed on top of me, drained of semen and strength. I hated losing to him and wondered if i would be able to take him in a rematch. Dare i try?

Two nude bodies lay on the dirty hardwood floor of the empty, abandoned house, breathing heavily, exhausted from their encounter. Sweat, mixed with dirt and semen covered their tanned, slim bodies. The loser reluctantly began sucking the winners hard cock. Only seconds before their erect cocks were grinding together in the fight of their lives, trying to outlast the other. Both were so close to releasing their loads as they struggled to hold back. Unfortunately one had to lose and now the stakes were being fulfilled. He would have to service the victor’s cock and swallow every last drop. His own penis was now red and flaccid, slowly leaking what was left of his liquid on his thigh as he sucked hard, hoping the winner would cum quickly.

The winner enjoyed the warm mouth around his battle weary cock. It felt good on his sore member because there had been hard grinding cock to cock and hands were also used during the contest. The fight had gotten very intense and a lot of twisting and digging in with fingernails on both dicks. The contest was painful at times yet very errotic. The winner had almost lost control of his load too but fortunately his rival had surcummed to the battle first. The loser’s orgasm was violent and sprayed all over the other’s cock. As the loser’s cock exploded the victor could feel the pulsating force and squeezed even tighter, secretly hoping to do some damage to his foe’s beaten meat.

Now the loser could feel the hard penis began to throb in his mouth as he sucked away. He knew that any moment he would taste an eruption of hot fluid. A loud groan soon filled the room and sure enough the winner’s cock pumped semen into his rival’s mouth. The loser gagged a little but swallowed the hot, salty spunk down. He continued to suck the throbbing cock for another minute. After pulling out, the winner gazed at his beet red weapon. It was covered in saliva but you could see the red marks and scratches from the cock mauling it was forced to endure. The loser inspected his own piece and saw the signs of violence as well. There were red marks and bruises and scratches too. It ached as it hung down on his thigh.

Both continued to lay on the dirty floor because the contest was not yet over. The next stage would be a test to determine who could recover the fastest. The cock that could get erect the quickest and stay hard enough to fuck his opponent would prevail. The loser stood up first to find some water. His body was smooth and tanned. He was 6-0 175 lbs. His hair was dark but messed up from the encounter. There was dirt smeared on various parts of his nude body from the filthy floor. The soles of his bare feet were black as he walked to the sink to drink some water. His penis and testicles hung loosely and swayed as he walked. The winner also stood. He too was about 6-0 and the same weight. Smooth and tanned but with blonde hair. Both combatants sported cocks about the same size as well, 7 inches and cut. The blonde’s penis had lost most of his hardness and now hung down. Both dicks looked like they had been in a war as they were flaccid but long. Each leaked strings of jizz from their holes.

Now that both had drunk some water they sat back down on the floor, crossing their long tanned legs in a yoga style pose facing each other. It had been several minutes since the blonde winner had ejaculated and he was hoping he had cum fast enough as to not give his rival a longer chance to recover. He was also hoping his nail gouge at the end of that fight would leave long term pain and prevent an sustainable erection. Simultaneously they touched their own members. The cocks were very sore from the previous battle. Each knew this would be difficult as they slowly began to fondle and stroke while keeping an eye on the other’s cock. After about 5 minutes the dark haired fighter began to feel life in his cock. It felt like it was on fire but at least it was swelling. The blonde saw the rival cock getting hard and began to stroke his own faster. He did not want to endure a fucking from his enemy. Each spat on their own cocks for lubrication.

The dark hair fighter’s cock became fully erect and he shouted to his opponent to spread his legs. The blonde’s cock was also erect but as they compared, the dark hair’s dick stood up higher. He quickly mounted his victim and began to force his cock in his ass. But the blonde resisted, tightening his hole. A struggle ensued as legs were entangled in an attempt to spread the ass. Try as he may the dark hair cockfighter could not fully penetrate the blonde’s tight ass. He was unable to maintain his erection during the encounter. The damage from the previous battle seemed to be having ill effects on his ability to stay stiff.

The blonde quickly seized the opportunity. His cock had become harder during the wrestling and he mounted the dark haired ass.. He too wrestled using his legs to grapevine and spread the ass of his hated foe. Each fighter bucked hard grunting and cursing. The blonde’s legs proved to be stronger. The dark haired one could feel the hard dick slowly make its way into his tight hole. He struggled but was caught in a full nelson lock with bare legs grapevined together locked at the ankles.

Soon the blonde’s hard penis was fully inside the dark hair's ass. Still locked together as one they rolled over on the blonde’s back with the dark one on top, still in a full nelson and legs still being painfully spread apart. The blonde began to pump his sore cock in the other’s ass. Groans and grunts filled the dirty room along with the smell of sweat and cum lingered from earlier. The loser’s cock began to swell again but it was too late. His anus was on fire and his opponent's hard cock continued to {removed}him. Cum started to leak from his now fully hard cock as his prostate was getting worked over. He moaned loudly, knowing his defeat was imminent. The fucking seemed to last forever as his enemy plummeted his man hole. Finally with a loud grunt and groan the blonde haired winner orgasmed violently, pumping several shots deep into his victims insides.

Again they laid motionless, and in silence, the dark hair loser still on the top. They were dirtier than before from the frukus. Sweat dripped from their bodies and semen still leaked from the hard cock of the loser. After a couple of minutes he was released from the hold and rolled over. The blonde pulled his cock out of the losers asshole. Blood dripped from his penis and the losers anus from the brutal {removed}. Beaten and humiliated the dark haired loser was then urinated on by the victorious cockfighter, finalizing his degradation.

In an old abandoned house, the two men entered the room, both shirtless and barefoot. They stripped off all their remaining clothes and faced each other. The old floor was dark and dirty, like the cockfight that was going to happen between them. The full moon lit the large room up. As they sized each other up, both were around 5'11" and slim, at around 160 pounds, and they exuded powerful male sexuality. Each of them had smooth tanned bodies. As both of them were in a sex funk, their cocks were already turgid, dangling downwards, over 4 inches of meat.

They were breathing heavily as their bodies pumped powerful hormones that would drive them insane with lust and the desire to defeat the other. Each gazed silently at the other’s body, taking in the sight of the long slender figures. Watching each other as they moved, seeing the leg muscles alternately tighten and loosen as they moved toward each other, genitals slapping back and forth in the 90 plus degrees of the room.

They circled slowly, coming to a crouch and then simultaneously charging each other, the slap of flesh striking sweaty flesh echoed across the room. They immediately went into dual bear hugs, grunting and cursing, attempting to crush the air out of each other, groaning as they squeezed each other. Their barefeet kicked at each other. One hooked his right leg around the back of the other one's left leg, knocking both of them to the floor. Both men then locked and twisted their tan legs around each other in a powerful hold. Each one could feel his opponent's hot cock and balls grinding against his own. While their lower bodies were locked together like this, they continued their bear hugs.

They both had one arm under and over their opponent. Smooth, hard bodies ground into each other and each could feel the other's hot breathing as they rolled across the floor. As they rolled back and forth in fierce combat, the two wrestled and were in a major cockfight. You could see between their legs easily because of the dual leg lock; their cocks and balls were entangled together as if they were in a separate battle. Each cock probed the other man's nether regions. At times a penis would get caught in between the others ass and then the other, feeling it, would tighten his buttock muscles and pull back, trying to rip at the other man's organ. There was a mixture of high pitched yelps and low growls filling the room.

Each male could feel the heat and pressure as the other’s buns and anus grinding against his swollen member, causing it to grow even larger from the sensations. As one strained his hips backwards trying to pull his cock out of the vice-like grip, his cock's skin was raked and stretched across the rock hard muscles, skin and leg and pubic hair. Grunts slowly turned to roaring as they battled back and forth in the hot stud fight. Sweat covered their bodies, and sex juices from their dicks were smeared around their crotches and upper legs as they rammed and ground against each other.

Their legs wrapped tightly together as they knotted and strained. Both men's upper torsos were grinding into each other so that each could feel the other's muscles flexing and tightening as they slowly rolled to and fro. Pools of sweat formed in their navels and then ran out as first one then the other rolled over to the top position.

The deadly holds had drained strength from each other, so they finally separated for the first time in over twelve minutes of incredible display of raw power and male sex. As they broke apart, sticky sounds could be heard and streamers of pre-cum stretched and dangled from each cockfighter. Both breathed heavily, as their penises were now pulsating and surging. One lunged forward and caught the other in a brutal headlock. The other male pounded him around the stomach, but nothing could loosen the grip. The exertion caused their cocks to get even harder, now both of them were at full erection. They staggered around the room, muscles flexing and knotting, cocks jutting out and testicles swinging back and forth. Finally, because of the sweat and by jerking backwards suddenly, the two were again separated.

They started to circle each other again, panting like animals in heat. The floor they fought on was now getting slippery from the sweat and pre-cum that had been dripping from them. Sticky sounds were made as their dirty barefeet stepped in the drops on male liquid and sweat. As they came together this time the fight seemed different. Now that both had tested each other and found that they had found themselves equal in strength, the fight turned in a new direction.

Both of them grabbed each other by the hair on their heads with their right hands, while their left hands reached down and worked over each other’s erections. For almost another ten minutes this went on. The men's heads were jerked back and forth while cocks were twisted and pulled upon. They instinctively knew the importance of damaging the other’s manhood. Neither male wanted to be {removed}so fingernails dug deep into each other’s cocks in an attempt to scratch and possibly cut the large vein. If a foe’s cock could be severely injured it would not be able to maintain its erection and therefore would be unable to penetrate the other fighter. More grunts and moans followed as each felt the pain from the other’s attack. Tearing sounds could now be heard as blood began to run down one of the fighter’s leg. His rival had found his mark, using his longer, sharper nails. The bleeding fighter moaning in agony as he knew his penis had been severely mauled. The dominating fighter grabbed the base of his rival's bleeding cock and pushed, while jerking his opponents head forward. As they fell to the floor, he let go and snapped his long muscular legs around the other's head in a powerful head scissors. But almost as quick, the other man made the same move on him. Both were facing the others front.

The two enraged bulls found themselves in a sixty-nine position and rolled back and forth across the slippery floor. You could no longer see who was who as both men had transformed into what looked like a single mass of legs, bodies, arms and sex organs. Inside the hold, each fighter tormented the other. Their heads were jammed between each other’s legs high up on the thighs. Both cocks and balls were pressed against the others chest, neck and face. The combined odors of male sex, blood, and sweat assailed their senses. This, combined with exertion and the heat from their bodies, caused the most powerful erections they had ever felt. Each felt the urgent need to crush his opponent and plunge his throbbing meat deep into the others ass in victory.

Because the fight had gone over twenty minutes both men felt the burning need to piss. To satisfy this, one combined his relief with additional torture to his opponent. He relaxed his buttocks slightly and the burning hot urine sprayed out of his cock. The piss flowed over the other's stomach, chest, neck and head; mingling with the other juices that covered them both, adding to the burning torture of the other. The male with the injured cock tried to reciprocate but could not. His cock had been badly cut by the other’s long nails. It began to lose its hardness and blood continued to run from the wound. The bizarre hold continued as they rolled all over the filthy floor. They were now covered with cock drippings, sweat, blood and urine.

To add to his injured opponent’s pain, the one male began to dig between his ass, probing for and finding his anus deep inside. But as he inserted a finger into his opponent, he received the same treatment. The fighters dug into the other, each had his lower legs and feet crossed to get even greater pressure on the others head. Again, the fighter with the longer, sharper nails was doing more damage to the other’s ass. He was scratching the walls of his foe’s rectum and stabbing the prostate gland. The one on the losing end cried out as blood dripped from his opening. Powerful leg muscles on both fighters stood out in bold relief. They began to jerk their bodies, hoping to get even tighter holds, but the burning sweat and piss was too slippery and they were unable to continue the hold, slipping away.

Finally, the one saw his chance. As they broke apart, he opened his legs briefly and as the other moved away holding his damaged cock, slammed them together again, only this time across the chest. He locked his barefeet together and poured on all his remaining strength. He leaned back on his elbows and then twisted the other back and forth, squeezing all the while. The captured victim responded with desperate strength, prying against those wet squeezing legs, pounding and punching his rival’s stomach. They both started tearing at each other’s pubic hair, slapping each other, yanking on their throbbing cocks, but nothing would break the hold. It was clear he was weakening.

The emerging victor released this hold and got behind his hurt, exhuasted opponent and achieved a full nelson. This move made the victim desperate. The two nude sweaty men struggled to the upright position, still locked in the full nelson. His cock was not as hard as before but still turgid, dripping pre-cum and blood from the wound. He groaned in agony. The winning fighter’s cock was still completely erect and absolutely rigid; both their balls were dangling down and dripping with sweat and piss. Milky liquid continued dripping from both cocks and sweat was everywhere. The entire room was heavy with the smell of raw musk. As the struggle went on they fell again, but the hold continued. They rolled over so that they were face down.

The man in the superior position put his feet inside of his opponent's and struggled to spread his legs apart. A leg fight now took place as muscles strained to overcome the other. The bottom fighter knew this was his last resort. If his legs lost this battle, his hole would be exposed. Grunts and groans filled the room as the intense struggle ensued. Finally the tired legs of the male on the bottom slowly began to part. The stronger fighter arched his back and as his cock slid down between his foes buttocks he pressed forward. Slowly his hard cock forced its way into the other’s wounded ass. The bottom wrestler fought back by using his anal muscles to try to crush the invading cock. Both men began bucking and slamming into each other in a fierce battle of sexual dominance. But the erect penis slowly ground in one inch after another, lubricated with sweat, urine, blood, and dripping semen. It was incredibly tight and blazing hot. The bottom fighter could not keep his rival’s invading cock out, he groaned in despair and humiliation. The enemy cock sank deep into the other, and they rolled over onto his back, affording an incredible view of the two men locked together as one. The stronger wrestler’s cock was sunk up to the balls. Now that he was in total control, the victorious male began to slowly fuck the loser, pulling his cock out and then slamming back in. You could see the cock gleaming with drippings and ass juices as it plunged in and out. As he drove in and out of his opponent, the helpless victim’s bleeding cock leaked a slow and steady stream of semen. After several minutes he had a fierce orgasm and his wounded cock sprayed cum over all over.

The victor continued to instinctively thrust his cock in and out of the tight asshole of the other man who met him thrust for thrust. He screamed loudly as you could see his cock and balls surging and pulsing as he filled the others ass with his hot liquid. He continued to keep his defeated rival in the hold. The loser was humiliated. He tried to break away but was too weak from the intense fight. The winner’s legs continued to be intertwined around his foe’s legs, keeping them spread open while also keeping him in the full nelson on the bare floor. His hard cock was still inside the tight hole of his victim. Blood began to drip from the loser’s ass from the brutal {removed}.

The once proud fighter began to moan as his arms and shoulder’s ached from the painful full nelson hold. He looked down his tan shinny torso and saw his once perfect penis, now red and swollen, still bleeding from the earlier attack. His long, smooth, tanned, and muscular legs were bloodstained and still tangled up in his hated rival’s legs, being forced apart and cramping from the hold. His barefeet were dirty and bloody as his toes wiggled when he tried to free his cramping legs. He could not believe what had happened. How could he have lost this sexfight?

He felt his enemy under him begin to stir again. The hold began to tighten as more burning sensations came from his anus. To his dismay, his rival began to fuck him again, the cock still hard inside him. Instinctively he tried to resist but was too weak. This time it hurt more as his anus was raw from the last {removed}. He could hear the sounds of his opponent’s cock sliding in and out as skin and blood with sweat collided. He could feel the blood draining from his torn asshole. His captor breathed heavy and grunted with each thrust. The humiliated wrestler moaned, making high pitched sounds as the fucking went on for over 20 minutes. He was too tired to fight back. He had become a fuck slave with no will of his own.

The winner finally achieved another large orgasm. He stayed under the loser for several more minutes in a warm puddle of fluid. Both were exhausted from the battle. Finally, their bodies rolled over and the defeated male was on the bottom. The winner pulled his sore cock out and slowly stood up. His body from the waist down was stained from his victim’s blood. The loser’s ass hemorrhaged and continued to leak blood. There was a large puddle of blood where they had been struggling. The defeated male laid motionless, passed out from the terrible loss. He would never make a full recovery. The conqueror slowly walked out of the room and house, into the moonlit night, naked.