Lance Teaches Joe “Wrestling”
Lance looked at Joe’s stocky muscular body and then took off his shirt. He told Joe he was going to teach him how to wrestle. What he really meant was, he would be tossing Joe around on the floor until his thick hairy bear-body was wet with a fine sheen of man-sweat, and then he’d doing some rude kinky stuff to him; and he was confident Joe was going to like it; all of it.
Two hours later, he’d ripped open all Joe’s clothes and then torn the shreds off his body in tattered pieces. He pinned Joe down and twisted him into difficult vulnerable positions, while he made Joe admire his muscular arms, thick chest, hairy bear-belly, and most of all, his massive bear ball-sack. Joe hadn’t known Lance got so much stronger when he was aroused like this.
Joe found out that Lance could squeeze his balls to make him do all kinds of things, like open his mouth and suck on Lance’s tongue after he spit in Joe's face, or take long deep breaths in Lance’s sweaty rank armpits. He made Joe chew his big rubbery nipples while he gripped his balls, crushing Joe against him until Joe was breathless and desperately sucking his tits.
He knotted Joe's arms and legs together, and held Joe in place with one hand while he squat over on his face. Lance pulled his pants down in back, exposing his butt. He made sure Lance got a good look, then rubbed his oily wet cheeks on Joe’s face, making sure Joe got very familiar with every greasy hairy crevice in his ass.
Then Lance flipped him around and hooked their legs together, so he could pry Joe wide open. Lance enjoyed hearing Joe grunt and start panting when Lance forced a hard stubby finger up his ass.
Joe struggled hard when Lance pulled his finger out of him and stuck it in his face. Joe sputtered and turned red as Lance stuck his finger in Joe’s mouth to get it wet. Then he stuck it back in Joe’s ass and masturbated his anus. He went ass-to-mouth a dozen times, until Joe’s ass was wet and gaping.
Lance easily flipped Joe’s big muscular body over and fucked him. Joe’s face went slack as he felt himself being overpowered by Lance’s aggressive dick. Lance held Joe down with the full weight of his body and plowed his ass. He bit Joe’s neck, and talked low and dirty in his ear. He told Joe that next time he would piss up his ass and fuck him with a quart of piss in him; and he described to Joe in detail how he would put him to sleep with a choke-hold and fist-fuck his helpless body.
Joe was really feeling it now; Lance was getting into his head. He fucked Joe with total skill, working his dick in him until the relentless pressure up his ass made Joe cum like an animal. He thrashed impressively under Lance’s hard fucking body.
As Joe’s orgasm subsided, Lance got up suddenly and stood over him. Joe turned on his back, and Lance pinned him to the floor with a foot on his chest. Lance jerked himself with his clenched fist, his sweaty chest heaving and his balls bobbing. Joe watched with intense admiration as Lance bellowed out a huge orgasm and spewed all over him.
Joe lay there quietly while Lance knelt down and massaged his semen into Joe's sore exhausted body. He took a long time rubbing it into Joe's naked skin with his thick meaty hands.
Then Lance sat down in the big easy-chair and spread his body out, looking huge and masculine. As a reward for taking it so well, he let Joe suck his dick while he sat back and relaxed. Joe pushed his big shoulders between Lance’s massive outstretched legs and realized he wasn’t so tired after all.








