Date: Fri, 31 May 2002 15:56:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Collage Maker
Subject: Pit Fighters

PIT FIGHTERS
By Collage Maker

[Inspired by the story "Caged Beasts" by AnonymousLA@aol
on the Gladiators on the Web site, on
http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Heights/3108/Stories/CageStory.htm]


PART 1

Training matches were rough. Fighters trained naked, and would often fight
and then fuck - driven hard by aggression and man sex. Aching, breathing
hard from their struggle, Jensen sat on the floor where Reece had thrown
him and looked up at the more seasoned warrior, intensely handsome with
walnut brown curly hair above hungry hazel eyes. Reece's thick cock had
stiffened and stood almost flush with his muscular belly as he grinned
excitedly at the good-looking younger man, a classic blue-eyed blond with a
buzz haircut.

The two men were part of an underground ring of pit fighters supported by a
wealthy group of businessmen and sports figures. These men had built a pit
in a secret warehouse on the edge of town. The fighters were a group of
very handsome, muscular, ruthless men - tougher-than-iron - who lived and
trained as warriors. They ate, drank, breathed and slept fighting,
dedicated their total minds and bodies to combat in the iron arena for
their sponsors' entertainment. Their backers wanted strong men who got
hard-ons from fighting, men for whom combat was blood-rushing, cock-pumping
foreplay. That made them even more aggressive. There were the winners and
the losers, the trainers and the trained, the keepers and the kept.

The keepers, called "Alphas", roamed free and made lots of money. The kept,
called "Paladins", lived in the chambers beneath the arena, to be trained
for fighting by the keepers and to be used by them for other, more
intimate, physical sport.

Jensen was rising through the ranks of the Paladins. He had a good strong
body, muscular as well as defined, the result of years of training. His
wide brawny shoulders tapered down to a slim muscled waist. His hard
sculpted pecs were impressive. His abs were ripped, his buttocks were rock
solid and muscular, and he stood tall on long, strong, hairy legs. He was a
remarkably tough competitor. But Reece excelled at the art of man-to-man
combat. The faster, more experienced man had swarmed all over Jensen.

At twenty-five years of age, Reece's body was smooth, tan, vascular and
ripped. Weighing 220 pounds, he was over 6'3" tall with the height well
proportioned between body and legs. His arms, shoulders, and chest were
thick with powerful muscle while his long sinewy legs had remained nimble
even in their strength. He could do thousands of sit-ups, crunches and leg
lifts. He had a reputation for having the toughest abs in the circuit -
like the grill of a Mack truck, carved rows of forged human steel. He had
the classic bubble butt, solid steel, smooth and round and pure muscle.
Reece had trained day and night as one of the Paladins, taking the cocks of
horny Alpha fighters into his fine young body as they claimed their
privilege to fuck any of the Paladins they wanted on the days they went
into the arena to fight. But he had fought, wrestled, punched, kicked,
chopped, rammed and beaten his way up the ranks to become an Alpha noted
for the great ferocity he displayed. Reece was seldom fucked now, except on
occasion by some horny Alpha fuckbuddy whose cock he might permit to enter
him. Instead he more frequently exercised his virility by fucking other
men. Each of the Paladins had felt Reece's massive meat in his ass before
their training was complete and they were ready to fight in the arena.

Using his superior strength and skill Reece had backed his opponent from
one end of the training floor to the other, relentlessly attacking him from
every angle. Finally, Jensen had hit Reece with his shoulder, trying to
knock Reece down. Reece reached back around, scooped his arms around
Jensen's hard waist and lifted him up using his momentum. With strength and
momentum Reece had thrown Jensen over on his back with a crashing thud,
wind knocked out of him.

Jensen rose to his feet, demonstrating that he was nearly as tall as
Reece. Reece scooped a dollop of petroleum jelly from a jar and applied it
to the younger man's ass as the Paladin bent over for his obligatory
rape. After lubing Jensen's ass, Reece inserted himself slowly into the
other fighter's fuckchute. Then he rapidly pounded his meat into Jensen's
guts, feeling his hairy balls slam against the younger fighter's firm
asscheeks, taking them both down to the floor, a heaving mass of hot,
sweaty male flesh. His thick arms locked a full nelson around Jensen's neck
as he pounded the breath from Jensen's body. Jensen grunted from the pain,
feeling the power of Reece's body between legs spread wide, forced to
endure the full brutality of Reece's massive veined dick as it ripped into
his guts. "UUUUUgggggghhhh! UUUUUUgggghhhh! UUUUggghhhh!" Reece's cock was
like a shiny hot piston. He was holding a muscleman down, showing his
prowess as he pulverized the handsome younger man's muscle ass, bashing him
against the floor with sheer brute adrenaline-charged muscle strength,
feeling the power of his own body as he rammed his fuck muscle deep between
Jensen's taut cheeks.

Reece was breathing close to orgasm. All his muscles were exaggerated.
Veins close to bursting. His huge fuck muscle throbbed, seemed to swell
bigger as he pressed harder and harder into Jensen's guts. Reece's whole
body began jerking. His muscles tightened and his balls contracted in their
sack. Then his body stiffened, he breathed a single "Huuuuuuhhh", and he
spurted his cum deep inside the younger man's writhing body. Jensen's ass,
having no choice, drank up Reece's hot cum. Reece spent himself inside the
unwilling asshole, then pulled out. His rape complete, Jensen turned and
knelt before the broad-shouldered warrior whose semen he now held in his
ass. He took Reece's huge fuckrod into his mouth and sucked and tongued it
clean.

A fuck was always better if it was part of the spoils of victory. But the
training matches were only games, only preparation... The Alpha fights were
the real test. The winner took all... in the arena... in front of everyone!
An Alpha fighter hated to be fucked and used in such a humiliating way, and
so fought with much greater force than would a Paladin in a training
match. And Reece held a particular lust for the other Alpha fighters'
well-trained physiques and tight, powerful asses.


PART 2

Kover had just joined the pit fighters. His 6'4" of muscle had never been
in better shape. He had a god-like body with impressive muscles, square
shoulders, killer abs, strong legs and a massively muscled chest with two
large hard nips. His dark brown hair topped a beautiful virile face with
strong square jaws, full lips, pure white teeth, a fine nose and dark
eyes. He had yet to have his first match, but he would fight as an
Alpha. The word was that he had been lured to the arena with big, big
money. Kover had been a very successful amateur wrestler, with an
outstanding array of amateur titles under his belt, then turned to pro
wrestling. Reece disliked Kover with all his heart.

"When was the last time you saw someone actually get hurt in pro wrestling?
I'll tell you what, if Kover were to get into a real wrestling match with
one of us real Alpha guys, he wouldn't stand a chance. He'd get crunched.
None of those sissy tight spandex pant wearing boys wrestling here." The
comments got to Kover's ears.

Reece had settled down to some strenuous gymnasium work when he felt a
presence behind him. As he turned around, he saw Kover standing at the
small door of the room, his body completely blocking the doorway. Kover was
wearing only some baggy black shorts, showing off his bronzed body with
muscles flaring. His eyes were like lightning bolts directed at Reece.

"What the fuck're you looking at, asshole?" Reece snarled.

"What's your problem mother-fucker?!" Kover demanded.

Reece stood and they moved towards each other, both at the same time. Reece
was only wearing a tight black speedo, outlining a bulging basket and
showing the top tuft of pubic hair. His massively muscled chest, with a
cleft as deep as Kover's, was shining with sweat. It was a beautiful sight
to see these two men standing so close, both so strongly built.

Bringing his face closer to Reece's, Kover said through clenched teeth:

"So fucker! You want to repeat what you said last night?!"

"Kover, this ain't the WWE. If we were to wrestle now, guaranteed I would
be the teacher, you would be the student, and I would spank you around like
a bad little boy!"

"I can kick your ass in a wrestling match." Kover growled. "Anyone ever
teach you how to do that?!"

"You must be stronger than you look to me" Reece snarled contemptuously.
"You're big, man, but those pecs look like they're filled with hot air!"

"Well?!" Kover snapped at Reece. "Do you want to wrestle, or are you
chicken?!"

"Fine, Kover, I'll wrestle you" Reece said. "Do you have the balls to fight
cock to cock with me, you blown up balloon?"

"Oh, you can count on it," said Kover. "I'm going to beat your ass and then
I might just cockfuck it." He fit his fingers into the sides of his shorts
and pushed them down. He had on black Calvins which barely fit him. He
ripped them off and his monster cock sprang up and slapped his hard abs.

"Boy, your ass is mine wherever and whenever I want it" Reece barked,
shucking off his speedo and revealing his steel hard fleshy weapon.

Never taking their eyes off each other for a second, the two combatants
slowly and deliberately walked to opposite ends of the room and each picked
up a bottle of baby oil sitting there on a stand. They tried to stare each
other down as they began to grease their boners, slicking them up real good
until they glistened in the room's light with pure, masculine power.

Reece and Kover got ready to grapple. They approached in the middle of the
room, and faced each other. There was maybe a foot of space between the two
almost equal sized males. Reece lifted up his hands towards Kover,
provoking a response from the other man. "So, let's fight you mother
fucker!" Kover said. "Fuck you, asshole!" replied Reece as his hands found
Kover's and both men pushed against each other with all their strength.
Their muscles strained with the pressure and their massive chests seem to
grow even bigger.

Suddenly, Reece got in closer to Kover and threw his body against Kover,
their chests colliding violently against each other. Kover attacked with
his thigh, threw Reece to the floor. Reece, still holding Kover, brought
him down too. Both men fell to the floor.

Rolling over and over in a frenzied struggle, the two rugged he-men fought
for domination, grunting and growling, muscled chest to muscled chest,
raging hard cock to raging hard cock. It was a contest of their manhood,
muscle, and will, one savage young warrior in a furious wrestling trial
against another. Pressed tightly together like two huge writhing pythons,
they rolled and ground against each other, first one on top and then the
other, both men feeling their solid muscles straining violently against the
other, their skin sliding against each other, their massive mushroom-headed
mantools rubbing intensely together. Their panting mouths were almost
touching, they could each feel the warm breath of the other. And then the
erotic electricity grew explosively in the room as Kover mashed his face
against Reece's and Reece's tongue, like a dagger, plunged into Kover's
open mouth to find its rival as the men moaned aloud.

Their long chiseled legs entwined and Reece could even feel the hair of
Kover's legs brush against his as their hips started to rock. Their cocks
were crossed like swords between their massive abs and were grinding
together fervidly with the humping movements both men were making. Kover
muscled his way on top, and as they glared fiercely into each other's eyes
the two ravenous hunks came to an unspoken understanding.

In a frenzy of lust that he hadn't known for a year, Reece spread his legs
wide in invitation so Kover could drop his own between them. Kover
straightened his arms, looked down, and studied Reece's sharply defined
musculature. Reece lay on his back before him, his heavy balls banging down
on the wet mushroomed cap of Kover's iron-hard tumescence. Kover began to
thrust, sliding the broad flange of his cock head back and forth over
Reece's ass crack, looking for entry. Reece grunted as he felt his
attacker's weapon plunge into his shitter, forcing its way past the
sphincter muscles and deep into his bowels. His sinewy legs wrapped around
Kover's hard waist, his strong arms wrapped around against the corded
muscles of Kover's back. Then Kover reared his head back as he began to
thrust in and out with rough urgency.

Graceless in their heat, they moved together like animals mating, Reece's
tight passage locked around Kover with erotic pressure, Kover's dick
sliding deep in Reece's musclebutt. Reece looked upon Kover's taut pectoral
muscles, ridged stomach and flexed deltoids, as Kover rutted deeper into
breeding. The muscles in Kover's body stood out in sharp relief as he
vigorously fucked the other man in long, almost savage strokes. Kover was
breathing hard, and as his body pistoned in and out small drops of sweat
were flying off him. Reece just grunted as he took Kover's manhood in his
ass like the stud he was, his thick legs tensing and relaxing in time to
the rhythm of Kover's deep hard thrusts.

Again and again Kover pounded himself inside of Reece, forcing his cock as
deep as it would go. The feeling was intense, a hot, tight embrace that he
wanted to plunge into again and again, as hard as he could. He could see
Reece's distended phallus between their slick abdomens, a monument rising
majestically from the thick pubic forest. He took in the sight of Reece's
handsome manly face contorted in pain (or pleasure?). A sense of strength
and power flowed through Kover's body, a feeling so good he couldn't hold
back for anything. Kover's eyes fixed on Reece's, widened, and a violent
shudder ran the whole muscled length of his body as his long cock, buried
as deep within Reece as possible, began to empty itself.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Kover just moaned, totally lost in his ecstasy, cumming
spurt after spurt inside Reece. His rigid pole pulsed for what seemed like
forever and then, as the ecstasy subsided, he collapsed forwards, pulling
out of Reece's semen filled ass hole.

Dimly Kover was aware that Reece had not come. He could feel Reece's cock
erecting massively, trapped as it was under his belly. But it was all he
could do to lie on Reece's body and relish the hot warmth as their two
sweat-covered bodies lay together.

Grabbing an arm, Reece shifted Kover's slack body and with a flip, turned
Kover onto his back. With an expression of intent lust on his face, Reece
knelt between Kover's knees. He lifted the knees, effectively exposing lax,
spent genitals, and the puckered opening just below the velvet sacs.
Reece's massive erection strained for the magnificent body so close.
Emitting a deep, primal growl, he positioned Kover's sculpted legs over his
broad shoulders and thrust himself home.

"Guuuuuuhhh!" Kover breathed as Reece's long, mighty prick pushed open his
sphincter and forged in. Reece shuddered from the unbearably tight and hot
ass he was in - he bore his hips down, spearing Kover so completely that
Reece's pubes meshed with the fine hairs lining Kover's anal pucker. Then
he withdrew slightly, and started fucking the man under him in hard pumping
rhythm.

Reece drove up in Kover's ass, writhing with the pleasure that ran though
his body like warm water, burning in his big erection like fire. Sweat,
oil, and the juices of Kover's loosening ass slicked Reece's pounding
sex. Reece's breath and fucks came in steady grunts, his muscles bunching
and powering as he screwed the virile star wrestler hunk beneath him, this
stud stallion who had just vigorously fucked his hard-muscled, big,
masculine butt.

The violent humping of Kover's inner sanctum reached a frantic pace. Low
snarls surged up in their throats as Kover met Reece every way, bucking and
pushing against Reece's driving tool. Their faces riveted as Reece thrust
faster, his cock jackhammering in and out of the body under him. And then
Reece came.

Reece howled, lost in mating frenzy, as fire raced through his veins. Both
of them felt the intense throbbing, the tight sudden swell, and powerful
release as Reece unleashed his seed deep in Kover's hot ass. Uncontrolled
spasms of Reece's overheated and rigid body accompanied each thick spurt of
his hot nut cream.

Reece's orgasm subsided, his body went limp. After a long pause, he pulled
out and got up off of Kover, who stood up and turned around. He looked at
Reece, who looked back.

Kover picked up his clothes in silence. Neither one was sure of what to
say. They again looked at each other, each face to face with the man he had
just thoroughly fucked and been fucked by. It had been wild, rough,
satisfying sex. But no romance - just fevered man to man action!

Finally, Kover turned and the two parted company.