Cockfighting

Jason and Ryan, two virile men in their thirties, had been exchanging messages for months, fueling their mutual fascination with wrestling and their attraction to each other’s muscled, hairy physiques. Today, they were finally meeting face-to-face in Jason’s apartment. The living room had been cleared, leaving a thick mat in the center, the perfect stage for their intense contest.

Both were shirtless, their athletic bodies glistening under the room’s lights. Jason, with his dark, rugged features and thick chest hair, flexed his biceps, causing his pecs to ripple. Ryan, with a golden mane of body hair, responded by tightening his washboard abs, a cocky grin on his face. Pre-cum already seeped through their briefs, evidence of their mounting arousal.

“Ready to see who’s the real alpha?” Jason challenged, his voice a low growl.

Ryan stepped closer, their chests nearly brushing. “I hope you’re ready to lose,” he shot back, his voice dripping with confidence.

They began by circling each other, eyes locked, bodies tense. Suddenly, they lunged, their muscular forms crashing together with a force that echoed in the room. They grappled fiercely, each trying to overpower the other. Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, seeking grips, but also heightening their arousal.

Minutes turned into a sweaty, grunting blur of holds and reversals. Jason managed to get Ryan into a tight headlock, pressing his advantage by grinding his hairy chest against Ryan’s face. Ryan, undeterred, slipped his hands around Jason’s waist and lifted, slamming him onto the mat.

Their pre-cum-slicked briefs made the struggle even more intense. Jason rolled free, getting to his knees and launching himself at Ryan, tackling him to the ground. They rolled, muscles straining, until Ryan managed to get Jason into a punishing leg scissors.

“You won’t last long,” Ryan teased, squeezing Jason’s midsection with his powerful thighs.

Jason grunted, but managed to slip free, reversing their positions. He pinned Ryan on his back and transitioned into a grueling camel clutch. With Ryan’s back arched painfully, Jason reached down, slipping his hand into Ryan’s soaked briefs.

“You’re done,” Jason whispered, his voice a mix of strain and arousal.

Ryan’s body trembled as Jason’s hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. The combination of the intense hold and the merciless pumping was too much. Ryan’s resistance crumbled, and with a guttural moan, he exploded, cum flooding his briefs and splattering onto his abs.

Jason released the hold, standing up and looking down at Ryan, who lay panting and humiliated, his face flushed with embarrassment. “Looks like I won,” Jason said, a triumphant grin on his face.

Ryan, still catching his breath, managed a weak smile. “Yeah, you got me. But don’t get too comfortable. Next time, it’ll be you cumming all over yourself.”

Jason laughed, offering his hand to help Ryan up. “We’ll see about that. But for now, let’s clean up and get ready for the next round.”

Ryan took Jason’s hand, and as they cleaned up together, the tension between them eased, replaced by a mutual respect and an even stronger desire for their next match. Both men knew this was just the beginning of an intense and intimate rivalry.

The basement lights cast a soft glow over the makeshift wrestling ring, illuminating the taut, glistening bodies of Luke and Dillon as they prepared for their latest match. The air was thick with anticipation and the musk of their bodies, ready to collide in a contest of strength and desire.

Luke, lean and sinewy at 160 pounds, stretched his ripped muscles, the hair on his pecs and abs catching the light. Opposite him stood Dillon, towering and imposing at 230 pounds, his body a mountain of strength and power. Despite the size difference, both men knew the match would be intense. Their erotic wrestling sessions were not just about physical domination, but also about pushing each other to the brink of ecstasy.

“You sure you’re ready for this?” Dillon taunted, his voice a deep rumble.

“Always,” Luke replied, his eyes locked on Dillon’s, a mix of challenge and excitement flickering in his gaze.

They circled each other, the tension palpable. With a sudden burst of energy, Dillon lunged, his massive arms encircling Luke in a crushing bear hug. Luke groaned, feeling the immense pressure of Dillon’s grip. But he was quick and agile, twisting his body to slip out of Dillon’s hold. He darted behind Dillon, locking his arms around Dillon’s waist and trying to use his leverage to pull Dillon off balance.

Dillon grunted, feeling Luke’s strong, lean body pressing against him. “Not bad,” he growled, flexing his powerful muscles to break free. But Luke was relentless, his fingers digging into Dillon’s abs as he held on, his own erection pressing against Dillon’s muscular back.

With a sudden, powerful move, Dillon twisted, breaking Luke’s grip and spinning to face him. He grabbed Luke’s wrists, forcing him to the ground and pinning him down with his weight. Luke struggled beneath him, feeling Dillon’s hard cock pressing against his own through their briefs. The sensation sent shivers of pleasure through him, his pre-cum already dampening the fabric.

Dillon grinned, enjoying the sight of Luke squirming beneath him. “You’re not getting away that easily,” he said, reaching down to stroke Luke’s hard dick through his briefs.

Luke moaned, his hips bucking involuntarily at Dillon’s touch. But he wasn’t done yet. Summoning his strength, he managed to twist his body, throwing Dillon off balance and slipping out from under him. In a swift, practiced move, Luke grabbed Dillon’s leg and pulled, sending him crashing to the mat.

Before Dillon could react, Luke had him in a spladle, his legs spread wide, completely immobilized. Dillon struggled, his powerful muscles straining against Luke’s hold, but he couldn’t break free. Luke’s lean, ripped body was surprisingly strong, his grip unyielding.

“You like that?” Luke whispered, his breath hot against Dillon’s ear. He reached down, his fingers wrapping around Dillon’s thick, throbbing cock. He began to stroke, his movements firm and deliberate.

Dillon’s body trembled with arousal, his moans growing louder as Luke’s hand worked its magic. He could feel the pre-cum leaking from his tip, the sensation driving him wild. He tried to flex out of Luke’s hold, but the combination of pleasure and Luke’s skillful restraint was too much.

“Fuck, Luke,” Dillon gasped, his body shuddering with each stroke. He could feel the pressure building, his control slipping away.

Luke grinned, his eyes gleaming with triumph. “Looks like I’ve got you right where I want you,” he said, increasing the pace of his strokes.

Dillon’s moans turned into desperate groans, his body arching as he fought to hold back. But it was no use. The intense arousal, combined with Luke’s expert touch, sent him over the edge. With a final, shuddering cry, Dillon came, his cum soaking through his briefs and dripping onto the mat.

Luke released him, stepping back and breathing hard, his own erection straining against his briefs. He couldn’t believe it. He had actually made Dillon, the stronger, more muscular opponent, cum first.

Dillon lay there, panting, his body spent and trembling. He looked up at Luke, a mix of surprise and admiration in his eyes. “I can’t believe it,” he said, his voice hoarse. “You actually beat me.”

Luke smiled, his chest heaving with exertion. “Guess I’m full of surprises,” he replied, still reveling in the victory.

Dillon chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. “Same time next week?”

“Definitely,” Luke agreed, already looking forward to their next erotic wrestling match. The thrill of victory was sweet, but the anticipation of their next encounter was even sweeter.

Hot!! Looking forward to the next match!

U and me up next man!!💪👿

One week later:
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Tom and David had a private appointment today in Tom's apartment. Tom eagerly awaited David's arrival. When David entered the apartment, he was greeted by a broad grin as he saw Tom. "Hey, Tom! Good to see you," he said, embracing him warmly. Tom returned the embrace with an affectionate kiss on the lips. "Good to see you too, David! I've been looking forward to this all week!" David smiled and returned the kiss. "I haven't been able to think of anything else," he admitted.
"What do you have planned for us?" "Look what I bought," said Tom, taking off his sweater and jeans, and stood before David in a tight wrestling singlet. It covered his hips and thighs but left Tom's chest and abdomen uncovered, allowing David to see Tom's strong chest muscles. David admired Tom's physique as he looked at the tight wrestling singlet. "That looks fantastic," he said appreciatively. "I can see you've come up with something special." "Of course! I got one for you too. Here, try it on!"
David gratefully accepted the wrestling singlet and put it on. It hugged his body tightly, accentuating his muscles and giving him a powerful look. "Feels good," he remarked, smiling at Tom. "Looks good too," said Tom, stroking Tom's chest and biceps. David enjoyed the gentle touch of Tom's hands on his skin and smiled. "Thanks," he said softly. "I'm looking forward to seeing what you have in store for me." "Well, what do you think?" Tom grinned, kissing David and beginning to stroke his member through the fabric of the singlet. David moaned softly at the touch and passionately returned Tom's kiss. "You're so seductive," he whispered, enjoying the sensation through the fabric. Tom's words encouraged him further, and he felt the excitement building between them. He let his hand wander over David's body, exploring his muscles, before slowly undoing the seams of the singlet to expose more of David's skin.
"Not so fast!" David laughed. "If you want me, you'll have to defeat me first," and pulled the singlet back over his shoulders. Tom smiled challengingly. "That sounds like a challenge," he replied, stepping back, ready for what was to come. He went into the next room, where his large bed stood. He knelt in the middle of it and beckoned David. "Then come and show me what you've got!" David smiled challengingly and followed Tom into the next room. He approached the bed and knelt down as well, his gaze determined. "Ready to take me on?" he said, assuming a fighting pose.
They tried to grab each other, but each time they could fend off the grips. An intense fight began, with Tom and David trying to grab and control each other. Each grip was skillfully repelled, and they danced on the bed, each striving for the upper hand. Eventually, David managed to clamp onto Tom's waist and bring him onto his back. With a skilled maneuver, David managed to clamp onto Tom's waist and bring him onto his back. Tom let out a surprised sound as he tried to free himself from David's grip, but David's position was firm and determined. Tom went into the bridge, squirmed, writhed like a fish, and tried to grip David's legs. But whatever he tried, the bed was too soft to free himself, and David lay firmly on top of him, pressing his entire 85 kg onto Tom. Despite Tom's efforts to free himself, he couldn't release David's firm grip. Every attempt to twist or escape seemed futile as David's weight pinned him firmly to the soft bed. The effort left them both panting, and Tom could feel his strength waning as David continued to maintain control. David smiled triumphantly as he maintained the upper hand. "How about winning now?" he replied with a broad grin. Tom patted David's shoulder approvingly. "But next time, I'll beat you, you can bet on that."
His tone was playful, and he enjoyed the friendly rivalry between them. David laughed and got off Tom. "Well fought," he said appreciatively, stretching lightly. His grin showed that he enjoyed the fun of their little altercation. Tom jumped on David, bringing him onto his back and laughing as he playfully laid on him, but with half the force. David laughed loudly as Tom threw himself on him and willingly let himself be pressed onto his back. He enjoyed the playful moment and felt the connection between them. The two men frolicked like two roughhousing boys on the bed, laughing and giggling. Sometimes David was on top, sometimes Tom, as they playfully rolled over the bed. The atmosphere was light and cheerful.
After this game went on for a few minutes and Tom was on top, he planted a firm kiss on David's lips. David lovingly returned the kiss, feeling the warmth of Tom's lips on his own. In a moment of connection and passion, they held the kiss tightly, their lips intertwined, while they snuggled even closer together. Time seemed to stand still as they enjoyed the moment, full of affection and dedication to each other. Both were still sweaty from the fighting and frolicking. Through the singlets, they could feel their hard cocks against each other. The palpable excitement between them was only heightened by their sweaty bodies and the tight contact through the singlets. Every movement, every breath brought their hard cocks closer together, and the heat between them reached a new peak.
They were now playing the game they knew from their previous encounters, but this time in singlets. "This feels even hotter," moaned David. "I'll crush you," Tom said excitedly, working David's cock with his own hard one. From below, David pressed back and clamped Tom's hips tightly with his strong arms, increasing the pressure even more. The bodies moved rhythmically in harmony. Harder and faster. "I'm about to blow in five seconds," moaned David. "Me too," cheered Tom, and as he said it, the cum shot out from both.
Afterwards, they lay snuggled together for a long time, enjoying the silence and the intimacy.

Super. Tak horké! Už teď se těším na pokračování. Díky.

So maybe you like the next story...
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At the dark shore of a remote lake, David stood, dressed only in a skimpy swimsuit, waiting for his friend Tom. The night was silent, only the gentle rustle of the water broke the stillness. When Tom finally appeared, David felt a wave of anticipation coursing through his body.
"Hey, already here?" David called out with a mischievous grin as Tom approached.
"Of course, couldn't wait," Tom replied, eagerly stripping down to wade into the water.
David also removed his swimsuit and stepped into the water up to his waist. Their bodies were mere inches apart, and their eyes locked. Suddenly, David enveloped Tom in a bearhug, pressing his chest against Tom's. Tom groaned but attempted to counter by pushing back.
David shifted the pressure from their chests to their abdomens and hips. Their bodies felt even more intense against each other. "How do you like that? Can you keep up?" David asked provocatively, starting to rhythmically rub his cock against Tom's.
"I'm keeping up just fine," Tom gasped, increasing the pressure of his own movements. But David was determined to maintain the upper hand.
"I'm going to make you come! You won't last much longer!" David called out challengingly, intensifying the pressure of his body against Tom's.
Tom felt the intensity of the moment as David pressed his body firmly against his own. He pushed back, his own arousal growing with each movement.
"You're almost done!" David gasped! But suddenly, Tom increased the pressure, surprising David so much that he came with a loud moan. A moment later, Tom followed suit, filled with the intensity of the moment.
The two embraced passionately, kissing each other deeply before leaving the lake, full of anticipation for their next meeting.

I was indeed surprised. Even got a little bit hard when reading it LOL

Same lol ;)

Next try:
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On a cool autumn evening, David and Tom met again in the secluded gym that had become their favorite place for their intense encounters. The night was quiet, and the dim light in the studio created an atmosphere that was both mysterious and exciting.
Tom was already there, his muscular arms crossed as he waited for David. He wore only a tight Speedo that accentuated his defined abs and powerful legs. When David entered, his gaze immediately fell on Tom's impressive figure. David was also dressed in a skimpy Speedo, highlighting his muscular thighs.
"Ready for another hard fight?" Tom asked with a challenging smile.
"Oh, I'm ready," David replied with a challenging grin as he warmed up and stretched his muscles.
They began the match, kneeling on the mat facing each other. The first grips and movements were a mix of technique and raw power. David grabbed Tom around the waist, trying to throw him off balance. Tom countered skillfully, his arms entwining around David's torso as they circled each other, each trying to gain the upper hand.
Tom took advantage of a moment of distraction and brought David onto his back, landing heavily on top of him. Their breaths were heavy, their muscles tense. Tom was on top, his hips pressing firmly against David's, their arousal unmistakable. The friction between their bodies created a tingling tension that coursed through both men. Tom leaned forward and kissed David passionately, their lips merging in an intense kiss.
David grinned and used his legs to free himself from Tom's grip. With a quick movement, he turned and pinned Tom beneath him. Now he was on top, his hips moving rhythmically against Tom's. The intimacy of their touch further heightened their arousal. They kissed again, their tongues finding each other in a passionate play.
They continued wrestling, rolling across the mat, their bodies entwined in a dance of strength and lust. The roles constantly switched—sometimes Tom was on top, sometimes David. Each time one gained the upper hand, he pressed his member firmly against the other, intensifying the friction and the resulting arousal. They frequently paused their match for hot, demanding kisses.
Tom managed to pin David on his back again. He held David's arms firmly on the mat, his hips moving in slow, steady motions against David's body. The tension and desire in their eyes were unmistakable. The friction between their aroused members was unbearably sweet, and both men moaned softly with lust.
But David wasn't ready to be defeated. With a quick movement, he turned and pinned Tom beneath him again. This time he held Tom's hands above his head, their bodies pressed tightly together. David moved slowly and sensually, his hips pressing firmly against Tom's, the arousal steadily growing. As they kissed, they began pulling down each other's Speedos, their hands gliding over each other's muscular bodies.
Tom slowly pulled down David's Speedo, revealing every inch of his skin, while David gently pulled down Tom's Speedo. Their hands explored each other's bare, muscular bodies, and their touches grew more intense and demanding.
Now naked and completely immersed in each other, their movements became faster and the friction more intense. Both men felt the lust rising within them, the climax near. With synchronized, powerful movements, they finally reached the peak of their arousal together. Their bodies trembled in perfect harmony, their moans blending as they both came in an explosive moment of lust and satisfaction.
Exhausted and satisfied, they sank next to each other on the mat, their bodies still trembling slightly from the intense experience. They smiled at each other, their hands finding and holding each other tightly.
"That was incredible," Tom whispered, squeezing David's hand.
David nodded in agreement, his eyes full of tenderness and exhaustion. "Yes, it was. I'm already looking forward to our next meeting."
In the silent, warm atmosphere of the empty gym, they lay entwined, enjoying the aftermath of their intense encounter, knowing that their bond had only grown stronger.

Wow, who knew ChatGPT was into cockfighting lol?? I'm kinda impressed ngl ;)

Cum visit me in Florida man , I show you around town 💪, after that gym workout and pose down, let’s wrestle for top cock 👿

Sounds awesome man! Will def let u know if i'm able to get there

Looking forward to it man stay hard !!! Muscle vs muscle 💪

I tried ChatGPT to write a nice story. I'm surprised - it's not bad...
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In a secluded gym, empty and quiet after closing hours, two men whose bodies seemed sculpted from marble regularly met. Tom and David were both passionate wrestlers, never missing an opportunity to test their strength and endurance against each other.
That evening, Tom locked the door behind him and walked into the training room. The mat lay ready, the air filled with the faint scent of sweat and disinfectant. Tom wore a tight black wrestling suit that highlighted every muscle of his well-toned body. Shortly after, David entered the room, also in a tight-fitting suit that showcased his powerful thighs and broad shoulders.
"Ready for a challenge?" Tom asked with a confident grin.
"Always," David replied, stretching, his muscles playing under his skin.
They began with warm-up exercises, preparing their bodies for the upcoming exertion. Then they stepped onto the mat, looking into each other’s eyes, waiting for the start.
With quick, fluid movements, they clashed in the center of the mat, muscle against muscle, strength against strength. They wrestled in an intense yet playful match, each grip and move a test of their power. The tension between them was palpable, a mix of rivalry and mutual admiration.
After a while, they felt the heat building between their bodies. Tom took advantage of a moment of distraction and brought David to the ground, their bodies pressed tightly together. The pressure and friction of their suits intensified the arousal they had felt all along.
David looked up at Tom, his eyes sparkling with desire. "You're strong, but I'm not so easy to defeat."
Tom smiled and loosened his grip a bit to give David a chance to escape. But instead of pulling away, David pressed closer, his hips moving slowly and rhythmically against Tom. The two men began to move in a new dance, one driven by lust and desire.
Their breathing became heavier, their movements more synchronized. The friction of their bodies generated heat, which was only amplified by the fabric of their suits. The muscle tension and close contact led to an intense feeling of arousal.
They held each other tightly, their hips thrusting in unison, the feeling of strength and closeness overwhelming them. The combination of wrestling and frottage made their hearts beat faster, their lust rising to an immeasurable level.
Eventually, neither of them could hold back any longer. Their movements became faster, more intense. The friction between their bodies and the tension in the air brought them both to an explosive climax. With one final, shared thrust, they reached the peak of their desire simultaneously, their bodies trembling in perfect harmony.
Exhausted and satisfied, they sank next to each other on the mat, their breaths slowly calming. They smiled at each other, knowing they had shared not only their physical strength but also a deep, intimate connection.
"That was intense," Tom murmured, gently stroking David's chest.
"Yeah, it was," David agreed, pulling Tom closer. "Maybe we should do this more often."
Tom nodded in agreement, his hand resting on David's strong arm. "Definitely."
In the silence of the empty gym, they enjoyed the afterglow of their intense experience, knowing that their bond had only grown stronger.