Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2022 19:40:24 +0000
From: Grapple Lad <Grapple-lad@protonmail.com>
Subject: Crushed by Tim 26

KoMiTim 29
Oct 16, 2022

Callum Submits:

Fate had brought us together? What are the chances, two twenty year old
rugby lads, both into rough play and wrestling. It was real though, I was
in Callum's room, on his bed, with his head between my legs.

Callum was trapped in a face down headscissors. Face down on my crotch, he
was mine to play with. Should I squeeze him, crush him, taunt him,
humiliate him?

He was loving it, about as excited as any lad could be, on his knees
staring up at me in anticipation. His lightly freckled face, redenned by my
scissors, sweat rolling from his blondish eyebrows. Pouring down his face
as I crushed him.

I felt him jerking, tugging at his meaty cock. It sprouted from a bed of
reddish hair, it was thick and sturdy like the rest of him.

I couldn't let him waste his cum like that, it was for me to decide now, he
was mine to play with! 'get you're hands of you're meat pal, did I say you
could wank?'

He looked surprised and started to blurt out a reply. That was exactly the
right time to squeeze him again. I'm blessed with long and athletic thighs,
perfect to clamp his thick neck, and easy to make him suffer under.

It was never my goal or desire to hurt him. That's no turn on. This was
consensual, he could quit if he wanted or continue to 'wrestle'. Callum
wanted the 'wrestle sex', the 'challenge, dominate and win' package. But it
was real too, he obeyed or he got submitted.

Callum obeyed, what choice did he have? I'd taken everything from him now:
his room, his bed, his physical control, his ability to wank!

I understood how Tim felt when he did this to me, the buzz you get as a
master. Studying Callum made it even more rewarding. He was so beautifully
built: thick wide beefy back, boulder shoulders, triceps jutting from his
arms, veins pumped on his ball shaped biceps, thick neck and small cute
ears.

That was my view from on top. His face too, his expression of arousal,
frustration, endurance, his cockiness diminished, humiliation in his eyes
too and his tongue hanging out.

He couldn't help it, he was right on my cock, desperate to taste it, his
mouth watering with excitement.

Callum was at the exact threshold I knew so well, pain and pleasure, both
at the same time. The pain: a long headscissors with the taste of defeat
and the acceptance of my mastery over him. He was drawn to it, despite
himself.

Had Callum just turned into a cocksucker? Not likely. This was like taming
a wild animal, a bull. Callum the bull, was being broken in and somewhere
in his acceptance that I was master, came a deeper attraction to me.

That's how I became Tim's, he broke me in, not once but over and over, so
now I almost feel there's something missing, when he's not riding me.

No one has my level of experience. Tim's a serious master, super strong,
aggressive, demanding, a physical beast, a powerful grappler.

Callum already knew Tim's power, he'd been beaten by him earlier that day,
suffered and lusted between his bulging thighs. Now it was my turn to show
him what I'd learned from my master.

Already I was using Tim's signature headscissors lock to punish and excite
Callum and as Tim always did, I was denying Callum the chance to pleasure
himself. So many times I've been at the very peak of desire, ready to erupt
and Tim has kept me there, hard beyond description, until I felt I'd break,
while he indulged in endless pleasure.

I didn't have Tims control though. I was pushing Callum's face down to
massage my balls, to warm them up so I could unload something special. The
back of his head, his neck, where it was shaved felt spikey and sexy. His
mouth on my balls, the warmth of his tongue on my balls, set off a deep
sensual tingling.  It started in my balls and radiated up through my shaft,
sparking at my cock head. Callum's tongue went faster and deeper causing me
to shake uncontrollably. My crotch and cock exploded with pleasure. Jolts
of cum jetted out. I can't remember ever cumming like that before. It felt
like he was sucking my balls and triggering bullets of cum.

Callum forced me into blissful sustained ecstacy, all it took was his
tongue in the right place. I felt my cum rain down over my face and onto
the back of his head.

He wouldn't let up. I was exhausted and he had me folded over. He was off
his knees, on his bed, he had my legs bent over my head, my feet pressing
down by my ears, his hands gripping his steel bed head to secure me there.

I was still leaking, I felt the pain each time he pressed down on me. 'You
want to submit now asshole?

This was the Callum I'd seen pulverizing lads with a tackle on the rugby
pitch. The glow of vigor had returned to his face, his expression now was
far from surrender, this was a strawberry blonde jock ready for revenge,
ready to cum!

Callum on Top: Drained of cum and raw, my cock rose to search for Callum's
ass. He wasn't going to treat it though, his focus was on mastering me.

Callum felt strong and heavy on me. He had my arm, legs and body restrained
and pinned under him. His tongue was still hanging out. Hard to believe
he'd pretty much beaten me with it.

I had underestimated Callum's fighting skills. Maybe he did some jitsu or
something? Somehow he'd escaped the headscissors and was mounting me. His
ass was on my abs and he used his arms to fold my legs back over my
head. He came right down on me to stress my hamstrings to the max and to
gas me out.

Callum knew all he had to do was stay there and I would gradually weaken
and exhaust under his body sweat and heat. I was slowly melting under a
jock loaded with cum.

You smell everything, trapped like that. Callum was literally all over me.
Like I was stewing in his stench. Somehow his dirty athletic odour just
turned me on more. I could smell regular sweat yes and lots of it, but also
a bit of his deo, his foot smell, his precum. Weirdly it all kind of gave
off a wine or vinegar smell with a hint of spice.

His mouth was right over my face. I didn't expect what happened next. He
tongue lashed me. That tongue had savaged my balls already, now it was in
my eye sockets, over my nose and cheeks, drooling on my neck. Then a savage
bite.  Callum was at my neck kiss biting me, sucking me. A second of sharp
pain then deep deep orgasm followed.

It felt like Callum carried a venom, potent enough to deliver a kind of
sexual morphine. It made me elated and drowsy. He finished me off as soon
as he was in my mouth. His tongue went in deep and tasted like heaven. I
felt like I was drinking pure jock juice and I was.

I started to shoot cum again, uncontrollably. I thought I was drained but
somehow Callums kiss forced my cum factory into action. It felt like I was
there forever, pumping cum, swallowing his tongue juice, writhing in his
body sweat. My body unable to function normally, totally spellbound by him.

When he pulled his tongue out, I begged him for more. I heard him laugh. I
opened my eyes and saw him sitting there on me, looking cocky and proud,
grinning, pointing to his cock.

Callum Unloads: I don't know how he managed to let that raging hard on
fester for so long. It was thick to begin with but now it looked like an
over ripe fruit, ready to explode with seed and flavour.

He teased me with it, left it hard just over my face, too high to lick it,
low enough to smell it. Like a junkie I craved it. Callum saw my pain and
added more, not just stretching my hamstrings but splitting my legs wider
until I shrieked. 'told you to stay quiet, want me to gag you with my jocks
too'.

Socks maybe but gagged with his jocks would be beyond humiliation. 'No no,
I'll stay quiet Callum'. ' Good lad you're learning, so where's you're
bumboy pal Tim when you need him then? I'm thinking should I face fuck you,
ride you up the ass or maybe something more special?'

Callum wasn't hiding his true nature any more. He had studied this stuff,
he had ideas about how he wanted to use me. Tim was straight: a brutal
submission, him using me to pleasure himself, denying me the joy of his
cum. Callum was full on: draining me then filling me with his seed, spit
and sweat.

If the truth be told I worried about taking his cock. Not the length but
the thickness. Would I choke on it or would it destroy my ass?

It didn't take long to get my answer. Callum rammed me right up to the bed
head and nose plugged me. 'Open wide asshole and no fucking teeth'. He had
let my legs go so at least I wasn't doubled over anymore. But he was right
in my face now and grabbing the rails on his bed head. There was nowhere to
hide, it was like being face fucked against a jail cell.

I wanted his cock anyway and there was no change of escaping. I obeyed. To
my surprise he went in slow. I stretched my jaw to breaking point and tried
desperately to take him.

Callum was seriously big, I mean he filled me, leaving me struggling to
breath. I could hardly hold him. Just when I thought I'd managed him, he
lunged a little and it conquered every inch of my mouth.

His precum subdued me, making me dizzy with pleasure. Like a drag off a
strong joint or something. You know there's a bigger buzz coming but you're
already high.

I thought Callum would pound me, wreck my mouth but he didn't. He kept a
slow, steady pace, working my mouth over to feed his pleasure. I had the
great joy of sucking him. There's nothing like the taste of a healthy alpha
cock. His was loaded with virility, the feel of it's thick veins and the
spot under its head that made him moan, when I lashed it.

Callum was in deep orgasm now. He was loose and sweaty and starting to
shiver.  His grip on the bed head was almost gone. His cock let out a spark
of sensation and he took a deep breath. There wasn't a spurt or jet of cum
but a slow flood of it, filling every bit of my mouth. It didn't stop,
Callum's creamy warm soup was frothing out of my mouth, my nose, filling my
throat. I laped and sucked as much as I could and it kept coming.

Callum shook with pleasure and I was shooting another load. I swallowed as
much of his cum as I could get. I wanted him inside me.

It felt like hours, him in me, feeding me, him in deep orgasm. Until,
exhausted, his cock spent, he slid out of my mouth and down onto me, just
enough energy to kiss me. I still had some of his seed in my mouth. We
shared that while we kissed.

I wanted his ass now!


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