I think it was X Box UFC, Tim was on it, trying to submit Jack. We were in his basement. More like a sweaty teenagers room than somewhere you would expect a 21 year old to live. Jack didn't care, his dirty socks and clothes all over the place, his half eaten pizza, his sweaty gym clothes and his weights.
Jack wanted to be as fit, as fast as big as Tim, but it was never going to happen. The number of times he'd challenged Tim to fights and each time suffered; brutal, humiliating, punishment.
We were all drinking, things heated up a bit when Jack questioned whether Tim had him in a virtual triangle choke. ' That's not a fucking triangle choke, it's not locked on properly'. ' I fucking know how to lock these on'.
We both stared at Tim's thighs expanding and swelling as he locked his ankles. He was sitting on Jack's gaming chair, naked, except for those shorts.
'Thats not a triangle choke Tim'. 'Listen brains I fucking know that, did I say it was, if you stick you're head in here you will know exactly what it is, a headscissors, you want to see a triangle, you want me to triangle you?'
Neither wanted to back down, they both had to be right. 'Come on then Tim let's see who triangles who'.
Big mistake I thought. Jack was strong, did some BJJ too but lean, not stocky like Tim, if Tim got him, he was finished.
It was all nervous tension, nervous excitement, everything was moved to the side of the room, a space cleared to grapple and it was on.
Tim was always so fast on the attack, it was difficult for any opponent to remember how they ended up under him, but I always did. I think Jack went for Tim's legs to do a takedown, but Tim had him flat on his back and pinned in seconds.
Tim sat on Jacks chest. Jack was lost under Tim. Obviously struggling, suffering, he tried to reach Tim's head with his legs, but Tim was down low on him. Jack was groaning under Tim's weight, sweat covered his torso, leaking down from his impressive chest into the hard lines of his tight abs. He was already struggling to breathe.
Like the master he is Tim worked his pin into a mounted triangle choke. He had the back of Jacks neck locked onto his calf muscle, the front under his hamstring and crotch. Tim's legs were locked together in a triangle as he mounted Jack.
Jacks head was dwarfed by the sheer size and power of Tim's thighs. He was staring straight up into Tim's crotch, red faced, sweating hard.
Tim was impressive on top, he had total control of Jack. From behind his muscular broad shoulders and wide beefy back obscured Jack. From the front his stocky physique dominated him.
Jack was not only beaten but humiliated under Tim's impressive bulge. Jack was hard too, his cock tenting behind Tim.
'You know what this is Jack'. 'Fuck you' ....aaah no fuck Tim ...yes it's a fucking triangle '.
Tim laughed and continued to taunt Jack ' try again Jack, you're here until you get it right, each time you get choked harder lad' . Jack laughed nervously, they were both enjoying this, even though Jack was suffering.
Another roar from Jack 'a fucking sitting triangle Tim, ash ash fuck'. Tim grinned again ' Let's try again Jack, when I count to three I'm locking in again ...one ..two..three' ' fuck Tim, mercy..Tim...aaah mounted triangle ..please'. 'you want more mounted triangle Jack?. ' No no ' ' Submit then submit' ..'I submit , Tim'.
Jack was drenched in sweat and breathing hard, his pulse thumping, his cock still hard.
Tim relaxed the triangle but continued to hold Jack in it. Tim had defeated Jack, now he would savour his prize. Jack had to accept total defeat, stay under Tim, until his master let him go.
He taunted Jack for half an hour, ' you want to try and escape, you want me to choke you out?' Jack was exhausted, he had to accept Tim's authority. Truth is they both enjoyed it. I began to realize Jack couldn't resist Tim's sexual authority either.
Jack was totally drained by the time Tim released him. Tim was satisfied and assertive, 'right lads I'm having Jack's bed, you're crashing here'.
Just like that Tim had wrestled, defeated, dominated and humiliated Jack, now he was taking his bed.
Jack tried to joke about it, ' hey I'm getting my second wind let's have another Heineken'.
The games room was thick with the odour of Jacks sweat. Hard as he tried he couldn't stop thinking about his ordeal. ' I'm no pussy you know, he just got me off guard' . ' Jack Tim's easily twice you're size, he has muscle where no one should, never seen an inch of fat on him and those fucking legs, seriously ? you're lucky he didn't put you to sleep.
'you can't talk, I've seen him crush you like a little bitch and you're all 'aag Tim please..'. Jack you just got fucked by Tim, he totally dominated you, in the end he was sitting on you just for fun.' 'Bet you loved that bitch boy'..Jack don't get me started, I swear I'll continue where Tim left off'.
I think I said it because I was so turned on by their fight, I wanted to be in Tim's crotch like that but I wanted Jack too. I wanted to wrestle Jack, I wanted to own him, like Tim did.
Jack must of had the same idea because in seconds I was on the floor under him. Fuck, close up like that Jack was much heavier, more muscular, stronger than I'd thought.
He was pinning me almost like school fight pin. Sitting on my chest, arms under his shins. Jack was really handsome from that position, strawberry blonde hair, tight on his head, on his arms, his stubble and on his legs. Blueish eyes, freckle's, strong face, smug looking. He liked having me there, his cock swelled in his shorts.
Jack studied me for a while, he shifted down so he was sitting on my hard cock, i know he felt it under his ass.
He was shifting to try and do the mounted triangle on me. Did I want this 21 year old jitsu lad dominating me. From the smell of his breath, taste of his sweat, feel of his ass..yes!, or did I want him between my legs?
The next twenty minutes were pure grit, pure adrenaline as we grappled for supremacy. We could hardly hold each other there was so much of our sweat mixed. Every time our faces came close we both felt a deep sexual attraction too. We weren't sure if we should kiss or submit each other.
Jack had me between his legs at one stage and fuck they were strong, and he had me planted on his cock, while he choked me.
He almost had me, I was fading under his strength and body heat, but I fought my way out and countered with a headscissors.
All those hours, days spent submitting between Tim's thighs paid off. I knew how to get Jack and punish him.
He was face down on my cock in a headscissors, I punished him until he submitted and dragged him across the room so I could sit on his gaming chair. Jack was where I wanted him, on his knees, his face on my crotch, he was my footstool.
'Not a good night for you Jack?' He stared up at me and put his right hand in my shorts. I was stunned, Jack was pleasuring me. 'you like that jitsu lad' . He nodded. ' Hands off Jack, mouth open'. I scissored him into submission again. He enjoyed that, he was jerking himself while he submitted.
' Hey hey mouth Jack'. He opened wide, I pulled him in closer, grabbing his ears, he plunged into my cock like thirsty jock'
His mouth felt warm, tight, his tongue rough in places, I hit the back of his throat, he struggled, I held him there, he slurped and licked harder with gratitude. 'aghion ..' ' trying to speak there, want more?. He nodded, I ploughed into his mouth and throat, his eyes watered, spit and precum filled him. He nodded and gave a thumbs up. 'More' he gurgled.
Was I servicing Jack or was he servicing me? He was unstoppable, wanking, swallowing my cock, begging me to go harder.
My cock shuddered and shivered with deep pleasure. He was was all over it, under it's head he found hidden points of intense pleasure and when he licked there, it caused a massive high.
I worked my fingers through his beautiful tight hair, and bent down to lick the back of his ears and neck. He had a zone of pleasure there, and it made him gasp and moan.
When he was all the way down on my cock I submitted him with my cum. This was a rush, a flood of urgent pleasure seeds, sparking through my cock, filling him. Jack swallowed and sweated, it felt like he was part of me.
At the point of exhaustion, he starred up grinning, cum leaking from his mouth, matting on his reddish stubble.
I pushed him back down on it. We were both still hard.
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