Date: Sun, 31 Dec 2023 20:53:34 +0000
From: Grapple Lad <Grapple-lad@protonmail.com>
Subject: Crushed by Tim Chapter 40

The last time I saw Tim was on the return bus journey following our away
match with UCI. It was a good under-21s match for me because despite being
a reserve I executed a smart tackle on the UCI winger and planted him hard
on the grass. It was even better for Tim who had dominated the game but the
team heralded my achievement, my fearless tackle had prevented and win by
the other team!  Tim joked I had stolen his prize 'he was mine I wanted to
put him down and make him eat mud'. The team laughed at Tim's depiction of
this red-haired muscular rugby stud face planted in the wet mud with Tim's
boot on his ass. We all knew Tim would have humiliated him given any
opportunity, he always did so and it served his reputation as a ruthless
rugby domination machine.

It was only when we boarded the bus I noticed my opponent's black eye. He
was about to board his own team bus. My teammates taunted him and
congratulated me on delivering the injury. He stared back at me and
challenged me to fight him. We were face to face for at least two minutes
our respective teams holding us back. Despite the adrenalin pumping through
me I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was even more so with his
blackened eye.

Prized away from him and back on the bus the team cheered me on again much
to Tim's annoyance. I was the man of the match, not him. Determined to
reset the balance of power and become the center of attention he started to
'play fight' me. Normally he would have had me headlocked in seconds but
this time he missed and I reversed him. Somehow I had Tim in a side
headlock with his face planted into my knee. He was beside the window and
had no room to escape and I used all my weight and height advantage to keep
him wedged in there.

The gasps were loud followed by friendly taunts directed at Tim 'he's got
you now Tim, it's bitch time...' Everyone expected Tim to break my headlock
and submit me but I had him locked hard. I knew If I let him out he would
humiliate me for the rest of the journey and the team would label me a
bitch. I offered Tim a choice 'Submit or stay in a choke hold until we
reach our destination'. His response was 'fuck you' so I choked him harder.

The lads lost interest in our fight after twenty minutes. Tim was stuck in
a headlock and because of the tight corner I had him in he couldn't escape
without a massive effort. My job was to keep him weakened and deprive him
of fuel to launch an escape. He fought hard but was weakened under the warm
thin air between his mouth and my thigh. I choked him harder still but he
wouldn't submit so I relaxed my grip just enough to keep things safe. If I
gave him any opportunity at all to revive he would escape and punish me.

His face shifted off my knee and landed on my crotch. Luckily no one else
could see. His breath wetted my track bottoms around my cock. I could feel
him slobbering on it. I choked him hard again so he would feel my power. I
felt his tongue through the fabric of my joggers. I'm certain he was
jabbing at my cock provoking it to cum. Things were so warm and wet down
there it felt like he was sucking me off.

Most of the lads were asleep when I broke. I felt a sharp orgasm just
beneath my shaft. Tim's chin had set it off and then his tongue was back
owning me. My entire body fell apart into an intense orgasm. Cum spurted
through my joggers warming my crotch and delivering more pleasure than I
thought possible. In that state of ecstasy, I lost control. Tim was out and
in charge, I was headlock now, face-planted on his crotch, and still
cumming! 'Submit...' he whispered. His stranglehold was so intense I obeyed
as he emptied me of breath and cum. He held me in a deep sleeper hold
offering just enough mercy to keep me awake.

David woke and turned around 'Fuck sake lads...still fighting were home in
ten minutes'. The coach announced our imminent arrival Tim had no choice
but to release me. He wasn't satisfied though 'I'm not finished with you!'
Only David had witnessed Tim dominate me as far as the rest of the team
knew I had dominated him for the entire journey. Tim's revenge would be
brutal.

If it weren't for the fact he was collected at the bus station by his
brother I'm certain Tim would have wrestled me straight away back into that
sleeper hold. I had never experienced such deep orgasm such a contrast
between the high of orgasm and the feeling of his strength and power over
me. I was a mess luckily no one had seen my cum stained joggers or my cock
still bursting beneath, raging with desire for him.

He messaged me later that night with a date and time at which he would
'finish what I started'. That day is tomorrow!

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