Gay cockfight stories
"You will be suckin' my dick when I acquire thru wit' you, faggot!" Lee shouted across the room. "Yeah whatever, hard-on!" I shot back. How had our friendship approach to this I reflection to myself? All over a bitch, a female had come between us was my obvious retort. But let me saturate you in on the set up of this fight between buddies, this war between brothers, or at least a buddy who I was seal enough with to dial a brother at one time.
We are both 22 years old and in the prime of our lives. I am colorless, 6'2", 185 lb., brown curly hair, brown eyes, trimmed chest hair sitting on a body that could be starring in an infomercial. I also sport an impressive 7.5" cut piece of man-meat that is shaved super smooth (the ladies luv it), and nice compact walnut sized balls(also shaved) that make up quite an impressive package. My former best friend (soon to be cock/sexfight opponent) Lee, is half African- American, you know that butterscotch complexion that women drool over! He is built like a brick house and knows it! He should be, we work out together all the time, or DID work out all the time. Anyway, Lee is 6'0" tall, about 190 lb. of muscle. From showering together I can tell you that h
My Worst Cockfight Defeat
I recently had a cockfight against Ray whom I met online. We met at a friends apartment, deposit down a plastic tarp and went over the rules. It would be an erotic oil first-to-cum-loses wrestling match, we would use any means to force the other human to shoot first. I chose a white thong to wear which barely contained my swelling 8" cut cock.
I shaved smooth for the correspond knowing that I could use my slippery cock as a weapon if I could pin Ray and grind him to emission. Ray sported a red poser suit that I noticed was bulging like mine, his cock was growing in anticipation of our bout. He pulled down the front of his suit and swung his semi-hard dick around a few times teasing me. My eyes bugged when I saw that monster schlong of his. It must hold been 10" long and thick!
Ray had also completely shaved his crotch. We are both attractive well built, about 6'0" tall, 190 lb. or so, tanned, his abs were more defined than mine and his nips stood at attention as we looked each other over. We stood across the mat from each other eyeing the others growing bulge waiting for my buddy to signal the start of the match.
We had chatted online a lot bef
Coach Richard Patterson strolled through the college locker room after the basketball exercise shaking his head as he walked. The team scattered about the locker room alcoves stripping down and heading for the showers, each player trying to avoid the coach's eyes. It was Hank Collins who felt the coach's eyes on his back as he pulled his jock strap off and secured a towel around his waist before turning around to meet his mentor.
"Coach," Hank said with a nod.
Patterson looked Hank in the eye. "So Collins, you really weren't too into exercise today, were you?"
Hank looked down at the floor. "I tried coach. Doesn't that count for something?"
"Of course," Patterson said. "Effort is always recognized. It's just, your efforts sucked."
Hank looked up again, his mouth open. "Coach! Approach on. I was trying. I'm just a bit distracted."
"Distracted? When you're on my time you're brain is on practice and the game. There is no distraction."
"Coach, I'm sorry. I know I could do better. Give me a break, will ya?"
Coach Patterson's nostrils flared. "Break? You want a break? I think you call for to learn to focus." He reached forward and grabbed Hank's towel, pulling it from his waist
This was the last thing the two men expected. They had come to a motel room to fistfight over their wives. They had once been friends, now they hated each other... and both had agreed to face in a private place where they could battle it out man to man. Now with the curtains drawn both of them circled each other fists raised and their big cocks both erect and bouncing as they prepared to fight in a way neither had prepared for or imagined.
Two weeks earlier Jim and Mark had been the best of friends ... But one afternoon while Jim was gone his wife came over to talk to Identify -- allegedly about a birthday present for her husband. They'd both wanted each other for a long time, and soon one thing led to another and Mark and Kathleen were in bed and fucking like animals.
Later, feeling guilty, Kathleen confessed to Jim.
Filled with rage Jim wanted to go direct to Mark's and beat him to a pulp right then and there. But remembering the way Mark's wife Jean had flirted with him at dinner a few weeks before, Jim decided to gain even and it wasn't long before Jim had Jean in bed.
Not surprisingly -- both women were good Catholics -- Jean soon confessed to her husband as adv.
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