Bastian Karim, Guillaume Wayne, Milo Miles
I don�t get off on clothes, or gossip, or the latest restaurant. I�m a fighter. I�m alive in the ring, covered in sweat, putting my body up against another
man, winner-
takes-all. Or at least that�s my fantasy. If I could fight the way I wanted to, the winner would hold the loser down, pound
his hard cock into the loser�s
ass balls
deep, and ride
him, moaning and squirming, until I got up off of
him, leaving
him lying there on the mat with my
cum dripping out of
his gaping hole. Of course it doesn�t work like that.
Then I met Dimitri. We started off as sparring partners. It led to more. It was inevitable. For me. Not so much for Dimitri.
He�s so caught up in Catholic guilt trips and an over protective mother hovering over
him, and damn Latin machismo, and
his wife.
He doesn�t
love her. Not really. If
he loved
her,
he wouldn�t go roaming the streets at night
fucking strangers in alleys and hating himself. They are together because they are supposed to be. Because the
big macho fighting champ is supposed to have a
hot blond pedazo de culo like
her.
She�s
hot stuff and
she knows it.
She thinks
she deserves a
man like Dimitri,
handsome, hung, successful, a champion. But
she doesn�t really
love him.
She won't ever
love him. Not like I do.
The damn shit of it is that
he loves me, too.
He said so� when
he was . When
he was out of it enough to be honest with himself. It's just. It�s killing me. Bastian tries to
help. It�s
his job to keep me on top of my game. There is a lot riding on this championship. A whole lot. So yesterday
he brought me a fucktoy. I have groupies. Who knew? Well, Bastian did.
So
he comes in with this
cute little Columbian named Milo� wearing glasses. I could pick
him up with one hand and throw
him across the room.
He would probably let me, too. Just being in the same room with me is a dream come true for the little fag. That�s cool! I�m horny and I needed a hole to
fuck. I took
him back to my room and stripped
him. I fucked
his throat balls
deep and
he barely gagged.
He�s good.
Then I held
him down by
his throat and fucked
his ass like a freight train.
He wanted me? I showed
him what a real fighter is. I don�t know what
he expected. I didn�t care. I pounded
him until
he screamed, but
he never said stop. Either
he�s a real fan, or a total pig. I hope
he�s both. I�m going to wear
him out.
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