Anything in '...' is Kyle's thoughts, anything in "..." is being spoken aloud. Please note that all characters in this story are 100% fiction and nothing here is based on real people or real events.
Kyle stared across the arena at his nervous opponent, Wyatt. He recognized him. He was a short, scrawny 14 year old who would be starting high school next year. He had messy blond hair drenched with sweat from the 90 degree heat and an uncircumcised 5 inch dick. This was his first match, and rumor has it he was a virgin. The odds were heavily in Kyle's favor. 'Hah! This is going to be easy.'
Kyle and his opponent (who had both been stripped of their clothes earlier) were pushed onto the grassy area of ground called The Arena, surrounded by a circle of yelling and cheering boys, many of whom already had their dicks out masturbating to the scene in front of them. Kyle rushed towards Wyatt and attempted to grab him, but he jumped out of the way at the last second and grabbed Kyle's leg, pulling them both to the ground. Wyatt quickly jumped on top of Kyle and pinned him down. He was much quicker and more agile than Kyle expected. But he still wasn't as strong. Kyle grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him off. He landed on his stomach with his face in the dirt. Just as he was turning onto his back Kyle pinned him down. Wyatt struggled and tried to break free but couldn't overpower the larger boy. Kyle grabbed his hair with one hand and slapped him across the face with the other. Wyatt gasped with pain and but continued to squirm. This time Kyle put his hand around Wyatt's throat and slapped him with much more force, leaving a red mark on his face and making him start to cry and whimper from pain.
The boys watching laughed. He stopped resisting and Kyle grabbed his legs and spread them apart, exposing his tight virgin asshole. The only area he had any hair was around his dick, his ass was completely smooth. Kyle took his index finger and rubbed Wyatt's asshole, making him arch his back and whimper again, this time in pleasure. He was clearly enjoying being dominated at least a little. Kyle shoved his finger in all the way and prodded Wyatt's prostate. As soon as he did so he could feel Wyatt's ass clinch and tighten in reaction. It'll probably hurt a lot for him, but I'll fit. Kyle took his 7 inch dick which was bigger than average for a 15 year old and set the head against Wyatt's small round ass. The heat and physical activity removed the need for any lube, since they were both already drenched in sweat. The rules state that as soon as you're penetrated by the other boy you lose the match, and if you try to resist being fucked the surrounding boys will hold you down.
But just as Kyle was about to thrust into the smaller boy and win the match, he felt a sharp pain across his face. 'What the fuck! Did he just slap me?' It wasn't enough to actually hurt Kyle, but it did give Wyatt the opportunity to slip from beneath his grasp and scoot away. But he only got a few feet before Kyle jumped forward and tried to pin him down again. Just as he did so, Wyatt took his leg and launched his knee directly into Kyle's stomach, which sent him sprawling across the ground and wincing in extreme pain. Wyatt didn't waste any time and immediately crawled on top of Kyle who was on his knees and arms and barely noticing anything other than the pain in his abdomen. He got between his legs, set his dick up against Kyle's asshole, and shoved it in without hesitation.
As he did so, three things happened. One, the crowd of boys around them stared in disbelief that Wyatt had actually managed to win, two, Wyatt moaned in pleasure since this was his first time feeling anything other than his hand and it felt extremely good, and three, Kyle winced in even more pain because he was a top and had only been fucked a few times before.
'Aaaaaaaaaooooooowwwww!!! Fuck this hurts! Why! How could I lose to this guy!' Kyle thought about resisting but realized he would just be held down by the other boys and subject to even more ridicule after the match. Wyatt thrust up into him again and again without slowing down as the boys around him cheered him on and yelled insults at Kyle who struggled to hold back tears. He didn't want to give anybody another reason to mock him, but most of the boys there could already see the wetness in his eyes and would surely be making fun of him for it later. But as much as it hurt, his erection didn't go away, and actually started leaking more and more precum to the ground the more Wyatt fucked him. He would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it at all. Wyatt felt great. When he first saw Kyle and was told he would be facing him he seriously doubted he could win. Then finally, after almost ten minutes Wyatt's moans began to get louder and his thrusts faster until he yelled out in ecstasy and shoved his dick up Kyle's rectum as far as it would go, releasing his load and cumming in Kyle's bowels, the sticky white liquid shooting out of his dick for a solid 20 seconds. Kyle felt the cum being shot up into his ass. He was humiliated. He had never lost a match in The Arena before. Wyatt pulled out and was helped up and congratulated by the other boys as Kyle collapsed to the ground.
'Great. Now for the worst part.'
Kyle definitely wasn't looking forward to the post match rituals.