Date: Sat, 1 Dec 2018 01:56:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Sergei is a Beast (3)

This is a fictional tale about thre huge UFC heavyweight fighter Sergei
Kharitonov. I once in a while like to watch what many consider a violent
sport. UFC fight make boxing look tame. The guys literally beat the crap
out of each other for sportThis story is about one huge beast
inparticular. Sergei Kharitonov is a Russian animal in the ring. At 6'4"
and over 250 pounds , he is a scary specimen. Yet I find him sexy as all
Hell.

This story if course would not assume this Russian monster would be or
could be gay. I seriously doubt it. It is just a fantasy of an adoring
fan.

Enjoy.
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Sergei is a Beast (3)

...... Another hour passed and I had almost forgotten the incident in the
bathroom. I tried to tell myself I had imagined the whole thing. That it
was just being here, and knowing the big stud was also here somewhere.

"Yeah that was it" I said to myself
"Mind playing tricks"
"He wouldn't have come out here to pee"
"That's stupid"

Then as I was sitting there while another match was going, I didn't see
as someone approached. The girl in our booth was taking a break. And it
was just me and the guy.
I heard someone with a heavy accent ask for a drink. I was going to let
my coworker take it as he was up hardly there at all today. He looked up
to take the guys order, then I heard him cried out in a start.

"Holy fuck dude" he was calling out
"Dude it you man"
"Hey man it's the Russian guy Sergei"

He tapped my foot as he said the guys name. My eyes shot opened and I
looked up to see it was the big hunk Russian. I too was startled that the
man was standing there at our booth. My coworker was freaking out. He
couldn't even get anything going. He was so star struck.

"Dude. Gimme yer autograph" he shouted
"Fucking aye"

I stood up and decided I had to take the man's order as I was the only
coherent one there. I looked at the hotter than sex man before me. Trying
not to lose it myself.
"Wh-what can I get you sir?" I asked
"Diey COLA" he requested

Then Sergei winked at me. His eye fluttered a moment as he did. At first
I  thought it was a twitch. Then my buddy again asked for the autograph.
The bug hulking Russian smirked and said he would be glad to.
My buddy gave him something to sign for him as I finished his order
request. I looked at the stud before me. He was still in the same clothes
as before. The shirt, clinging to his big chest.  I instinctively licked
at my lips as I handed him the drink. He laid down a few dollars for me.

"You want autograph too?" He then asked me

I played off like I didn't care. Then my coworker shouted to me that I
should. So I conceded. Sergei took the pen he had used for my buddies
autograph. Then took the recipet I gave him, turned it around and wrote
on the back of it. It seemed longer than just a fan thanks and
signature.

"Thank you sir" I said to him as he finished

Then Sergei winked at me again. Then the hunk turned and went back
through those doors as before. I stared at his glorious ass as he walked
away. My mind in a haze as he closed the door behind him.
I was awoken from that haze by my co-workers shouts. He was so stoked
that he had gotten this man's autograph.

"Ohh man. Dude! He yelled
"That was fucking Sergei"
"Fucking aye!"
"Isn't that just the shits"

I looked at him and tried to be casual about the fact that this hunk of a
man just gave me his autograph. That for a brief, tiny millisecond his
fingers grasozed mine as he handed me the signed paper.

"It's cool" I said trying to sound uninterested

But the guy continued to shirp about meeting the big hunky fighter. I
just shrugged at him with indifference. Then he asks if I didn't want my
autograph, he would gladly take it from me.

"Ahh. No!" I bit back
"This maybe worth something someday"

Then our co-worker came back. He started to tell her about the fighter
that came out from the back. He showed her his autograph as he went on
about it. That's when I looked at mine. It was more of a note then an
autograph.  Although it had his signature scribbled at the bottom. But my
jaw dropped as I read it.

"I seen you looking at me" it said
"I will fuck you"
"See me after fights"

Then it had a phone number on it. And then his signature. My eyes widened
as I stared at the note. I then felt my dick stir again. Then I was
awoken by the girl asking about the signature I got.  She wanted to see
what it said. I pulled it back and just said it was like his.

"Just says thanks for fan" I said
"Guy can't even write"

I laughed, then she laughed. The guy was no amused by this. He had met an
idol and we mocked him. Then he huffed at us.

"You guys are not fans at all" he harped
"Well duh!" She blurted out
"This is just a gig man"

He looked at me and I just shrugged and nodded. Meanwhile it was like his
noite was burning at me through my pocket. I read it back in my mind over
and over. Unable to believe that the big delicious stud wanted to fuck
me. I swallowed at the thought of it. This big meaty hunk if man crawling
up in me. Grabbing me and forcing his big cock into me. Again my loins
ached.

"Shiit!" I said to myself
"He wants to fuck me"

The reality struck me as I sat there. I imagined this huge man picking me
uo and flinging me around the room. Fear and exciting combined to be one.
I looked at the other two as some people started coming out. Another
match was over.
Then I heard the last match was up. And it was Sergei's match. So I
decided to take my break and look inside at the fights for a bit.

"Might as well watch this guy fight" I said
"Go ahead" she stated
"I doubt we will get anyone else tonight"

So I passed through the doors to the hallway that lead into the main area
and the ring. I walked up and saw I was at a fairly good vantage to see
inside the ring. This Hall came up near where the fighters came out.
I stood there as they called the names of the fighters. Then Sergei came
out. Hehad a towels around his neck and his boxing shorts. But he was
bare chested and I could see his bug chest. I licked at my lips as I
gazed at the big hunk. He was a hell of a specimen of maleness.

"Fuck. Look at that man" I said softly as I stood there.
"Fucking magnificent"

The man crawled up into the ring and then looked at his opponent. Then
the announcer said a few words and they started. Punches and kicks flying
about. I feared that Sergei would get smashed up. Even though I knew how
good he was. But I turned to leave as I didn't want to watch the violence
to much more.

"Hope you win stud" I said to my back

I stepped back out as i heard screams. I was tempted to look back, but
didnt want to. I came back out and my crew was sitting there at the
booth.

"Back already" he said
"Yup " I said
"Too violent"
"Pussy. He shouted back"

Then he ran down the corridor towards the ring. The girl looked at me and
smiled. She liked that I wasn't into it.
Then I grabbed my phone and punched in the number the man gave me. I
decided to let him know I saw his match. Or at least part of it.

"Saw some of your match Mr" I typed
"It's me. The guy from the food booth"
"P.s. you are a hell of a sexy man"

I knew he would not get my message until later. My head was spinning
around as I pondered this big brute of a man manhandling me and fucking
my brains out. Which I assumed would happen as seeing how rough he was in
the ring.  I pondered this as I sat there waiting for the matches to
end.
'Should I even meet this guy?' I said to myself. He could literally kill
me if he wanted to. Crush my spine and break my bones. But then the
images from online crossed my head. His weigh ins and how hot his body
was. How big his bulge was. I felt my dick twitch again.

"Sounds like it's overv the girl said
"Yeah" I answered as I heard crazy cheers
"Should we start to pack up?"
"Nah. People show up after for food and shit"

Then our friend came out. Bashing his hands to his sides. Bellowing at
how awesome that last match was.

"He killed that guy" he crowed
"Fucking awesome."
"What!?.. " she shouted
"Not literally" he came back
"So who won?" I asked

He looked at me and then grabbed his autograph and swung it before us.

"Sergei, of course" he said
"The guy is a freaking monster"

I thought of that phrase again. How brutal the guy was in the ring. Fear
and excitement kicked in again. I was gonna get wrecked by him if he did
fuck me. I wondered what may be left of me after him. Again I worried of
this. But my loins continued to betray my head.
A few people came over after to get some things. Then the whole place
started to clear out. Less and less people milled passed us. So we began
to clean up and pack up the place.

"How did we do?" Came the boss as she came to check us out
"Pretty good" the girl answered
"Got real busy just before the last two matches."
"Great.!"

The boss checked the recipes as we sat there finishing up. It was then
that I got a text. I paused to look at it. It was him. Sergei.

" I am leaving shortly" it said
"Let me know when you leave"
"We meet. Have drinks. Go back to my hotel"

Then the last comment almost made my dick pop out of my pants.

"Then I fuck you hard". He finished

I typed back that it would be maybe 29 more minutes. Advising that we
were clearing up and closing shop. He came back with a reiteration just
to text him when I was done.
" We meet there where I saw you before " he sent back

I took a hard swallow as I receive the last one. I would be meeting this
big Russian stud. He was gonna take me out for a drink or two. Then he
was planning on tearing me up at his hotel. I instinctively licked at my
hungry lips. Knowing it would not be long.
The boss finished and then paid us.  The girl wanted to know if I wanted
to go for drinks. I apologized and said I was meeting a friend after.

"Sorry" I said
"But hey, give me yer number"
"We can grab drinks another time."
"Okay great"

We then parted and I walked over to the bathroom. It was there I texted
Sergei that I was done. I peed, then washed my hands and wandered back
out to the door area we were stationed. Our booth was already closed up
and there was only a handful of people still mulling about.
And then the door opened behind me. The door Sergei had first come
through. Where the hunk was again coming through.

"Fuck. This is actually going to happen." I said to myself..........
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To be continued