Todd looked at me from his corner, back on his knees and still in his Speedos (which I needed to remove this round) and I nodded that I was ready. Once again, he said “ding! Ding!” and we moved towards each other.
Initially, we lunged for each other’s shoulders but I was hoping to feign him out and (surprisingly) it worked. As his hands went up I dropped mine downward, wrapped them around his mid-section and pushed against his chest with my shoulder. Had I ever thought about playing football I might have made a great linebacker. I forced my body against him, pushing backward as his legs stretched out in front of him until, finally, he was flat on his back.
I quickly straddled his chest, grabbing his wrists and stretching them up over his head. I leaned down and pressed my lips against his and we locked up in another intense kissing battle. We kissed rough and out tongues fought each other valiantly. He pulled back, grabbing my lower lip with his teeth and stretching it. I moaned and pressed my lips hard into his mouth, my upper lip gliding over his thick mustache.
It was time to take control of this match. I pulled my head back and slid my body down, my exposed cock rubbing alongside his, still trapped inside his Speedos. My head moved down to his chest and my mouth opened and clamped around his left nipple.
“Oh, shit,” he muttered, his body giving a tremble of pleasure as I began to suck on his tit. We had, mistakenly, confided to each other during our correspondence that our nipples were sensitive … and I knew taking advantage of it against him would make me vulnerable to an assault on my own if I gave him the chance. I sucked his nipple, my lips pulling on it, stretching it, while his body writhed beneath me.
“Shit!” he said much louder this time, then let out a long moan of pleasure. I sucked on his ever-growing tit, getting swollen and more sensitive as my mouth worked it without pity. I closed my teeth around his nipple and began to squeeze as he lifted both of us off the mattress, arching his back and screaming “fuck, no!”
The rules were that we could try to escape a sexual hold, but weren’t allowed to do anything to force our way out (hair-pulling, kicking, punching). Todd was under my control as long as I could keep him secure beneath me with his nipple in my mouth.
Eventually, I could sense his poor left nip either growing numb from my attack or simply losing interest in it. I leaned up and slowly moved my head over to his right nipple while he shook his head and begged “no! Please, no!” but, unfortunately, gaziantep swinger I wasn’t listening.
His right nipple was even more sensitive than his left – either a result of his internal wiring or because it had grown jealous of the left nipple being worked over and was more than prepared for its turn. Todd moaned louder than before, rolled his body left and right trying to release himself from beneath me but I had him secured and wasn’t letting him go anywhere anytime soon.
When I was convinced he was sufficiently weakened by my assault on his nips I leaned on my knees between his legs. I reached down, releasing his arms and allowing them to slowly return to his sides, grabbed his Speedos at the waistband and yanked them down to his knees, lifting his legs to get them down his calves, and then snapped them off his feet and tossed them to the side of the ring.
I leaned down, one hand on his thigh and the other wrapped around the base of his cock as my mouth moved in and swallowed as much of his thick cock as I could. He cried out in short, quick yelps as my mouth encircled his flesh, and I closed my lips and pulled up along the length of it, causing him to whimper cries of “oh!” repeatedly.
He had a magnificent cock, and I enjoyed loving the hell out of it. I sucked it up and down, then pulled my lips up around his head to suck that, then gliding my mouth up and down the underside, my tongue flicking out to lubricate his already glistening and throbbing piece of meat. He would lift his head to watch me work over his manhood, whimpering and moaning as I sucked, licked and kissed his cock from his ball sack to the piss slit. Now and then I would look up at him, glaring with a steely look of determination – hoping to psyche him into defeat… at least for this round.
But it wasn’t going to be as easy as this – and I never should have anticipated that it would be. With my guard diminishing the more I worked over Todd’s cock he was able to launch into a counter-attack. Like a cougar waiting patiently for the perfect time to strike, he sat up and placed both hands on my head to slide my mouth off his cock. He leaned forward, pressing his weight down on top of me, much as I had done to him earlier until I was forced onto my back.
He knelt on my right side, his left hand and knee pressing into my abdomen, holding me still, while he swirled the middle finger of his right hand in his mouth. I knew what he was planning and tried to sit up but he put more weight on top of me and I wasn’t able to escape fast enough.
“Not again!” I pleaded as he popped his now glistening finger from his mouth and moved it towards my ass. There was a sadistic smirk on his face as he growled “oh, yes, you little bitch… again!” I closed my legs and he glared at me and said: “open them!” I knew, by the rules we had established, that I had to… but I wanted to “disobey” for a bit as I knew it was going to turn the both of us on even more.
I shook my head, pleading for mercy with my eyes, but I knew I wasn’t going to get any. He reached his hand under my legs and began to force his way towards my ass crack.
“Please, no” I whimpered.
“Open ’em right now and I won’t be as rough as I’m going to be if you don’t!”
I sighed, throwing my hand over my eyes for added effect, and slowly parted my legs. I could feel his hand glide between my legs and his fingers pry my cheeks apart until, finally, his wet middle finger bore into my hole once again.
His finger slid inside me easier this time, but I still cried out as he began to finger fuck me. As I feared, a second finger was soon inserted and he built up the pace steadily until he was jackhammering my hole. I threw my arms over my head as my howls echoed off his basement walls.
But Todd was only just getting started. After a few minutes of his finger attack, he abruptly stopped and lifted his knee from my belly. I opened my eyes and looked down as he quickly moved on his knees between my legs, grabbing my ankles to hold my legs secure, and moved up towards me.
He held his hands firmly in the bend behind my knees and forced my thighs up into my belly, spreading my legs and parting my ass cheeks, moving his hips closer to my now exposed hole. I shook my head and said “no, no” but he merely smiled and nodded at me, releasing my left leg for a moment so he could grab his hard cock and aim it towards my hole, With his cockhead firmly placed against it he grabbed my left leg again, pushing it up into my belly, and his cockhead worked its way inside me.
I’m not going to lie… it hurt. I was relaxing as much as I could but his thick, hard cock felt like it was drilling into me. A whimpered a high-pitched, agonized cry escaped from me and he looked at me, genuinely concerned for a moment, but I shook my head quickly and he resumed his assault. Once his head was inside and the rest of him began to slide in, and the deeper it went the louder my wailing got.
Once fully inside of me, his balls gently rubbing against my glutes, I closed my eyes. Todd pulled himself out, almost to the head, and then slid himself back inside. Every time he did this I would whimper as he pulled out and howl as he forced his way back inside.
After a few moments of this, he pulled his cock out to just below his cockhead but held his cock motionlessly. He whispered, “give up?” I wanted to, but I wasn’t about to lose the second round and our first match … not until I genuinely wasn’t able to continue. I shook my head and his cock slid back into my hole. I pounded my fist into the mattress in frustration but Todd was indifferent.
He began to fuck me harder and faster. Soon we were both moaning loudly as his cock pounded my hole without hesitation. I reached up, grabbed him behind the neck with both of my hands, and pulled him down into my chest. We locked lips, our tongues instantly going to battle with their opponent. He continued to pound me, faster and harder, as we kissed passionately. I threw my arms around his back and held him on top of me.
This went on for what seemed like an hour but probably wasn’t as long as that. Todd leaned his head up, gasping for air and I opened my eyes to see his eyes clenched shut and his mouth hung open as he breathed heavily and moaned loudly … his rod slamming in and out of me.
When I thought it was just about time I leaned up and whispered “cum inside of me” and he cried out immediately after I said it, realizing the situation I had maneuvered him into. He wasn’t able to stop himself… and even if he was he probably would not be able to prevent his climax even if he pulled out of me now.
“You dirty bastard” he gurgled as his cock pounded in and out of my hole. I held him and coached him on with coos of “yes” and “give it to me!” Finally, he let out a long, deep shriek of ecstasy as his cock unloaded inside of me. He was gasping, his body convulsing as he filled my hole with his losing load. Once his orgasm began to subside he collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my arms around him again, holding him tightly, both of us breathing heavily.
Our heavy breathing filled the otherwise still basement. Once we finally calmed down enough that our breathing was not so loud I said “that’s one each,” He looked at me, smiled, and pressed his lips gently into mine.
He had won the first round and I had reversed him into losing the second. Both of us had been drained of our initial climax so we were going into the third round sweaty, tired and ready to beat our opponent and start our week together as “the champion.” I had no idea who it was going to be, but I knew that both of us were going to try whatever we could to beat the other man and claim victory… at least for tonight.