This story was written by Anonymous featuring characters from The Cave.
The Cave Unleashed: Brody vs. RamRound 4: Spear vs. Club
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| (Brody bending over to remove his posing trunks) |
Staring eye to eye, both men slowly bent over and removed their soaking wet posing briefs, which were doing little to conceal anything by that point anyway. They were standing so close to each other that their foreheads nearly touched as they bent to undress, and the anticipation of the upcoming contest had them both breathing heavily again.
"Incredible," Ram said, looking down at Brody's 8-inch dick. "You've seen my cock on The Cave videos, but this is the first time I've seen yours."
"Yours is even bigger in person!" Brody replied, taking in the full size of Ram's engorged tumescence. The term "beer can cock" didn't quite apply to Ram because his dick was longer than a can of beer is tall, but it wasn’t quite the width of a beer can. Brody figured it was more like the size of a tall can of Red Bull, but that would still be quite a challenge for someone to wrap their lips around, let alone their ass!
"So what's next?" Ram inquired.
"Well, as when introducing any two animals to each other, you have to let them get acquainted first," Brody replied. He approached Ram and allowed their shafts to slide past each other, then gyrated his hips to rotate his dick along the entire length and circumference of Ram's member in a circular motion. The thickness of Brody's cock was definitely above average, but compared to Ram's it was as if Brody's dick was a satellite orbiting Ram's manhood.
After completing several revolutions around Ram's cock, the two men began to slowly sway their hips back and forth, causing their erections to gently bump and slap against each other. Both men were breathing quite heavily now at the incredible sensations in their loins, the heads of their dicks oozing precum and aching for sweet release. Ram realized that Brody was right – this was going to be a true test of mental endurance.
"And once they've become acquainted," Brody said, somewhat panting as he took a slight step back, "you make 'em give each other a big ol' sloppy kiss." He gently moved his hips forward and pressed the opening of his cockhead onto the opening of Ram's, allowing their precum juices to mingle at the source. Ram shuddered in ecstasy but managed to regain his composure.
"I almost had you," Brody grinned as he took a step back, slowly pulling his dick away. The head of his spear was covered in the sticky, stringy precum of both men, which stretched to connect to the head of Ram’s fat pole before eventually breaking and falling to the mat in a long, thin rope.
"Can we hurry this along?" Ram asked in labored breaths, fearing he was going to blow his load at any moment.
"Those were just the opening ceremonies," Brody replied. "Now comes the main event!"
"Oh god..." Ram stated.
"Now, I'm warning you – this next part is gonna hurt a little, but the pleasure quickly surpasses the pain," Brody advised.
"Tell me what to do," Ram replied eagerly.
"What we're gonna do is grab our own dicks and then take turns whacking each other's cocks," Brody explained. "It's gonna hurt like hell getting hit at first, but you'll get used to it real fast. The strange thing is that it's actually better to be the receiver than the giver in this game because getting hit is painful, but giving a hit feels incredible, and since this is a first-to-cum-loses match, you actually have a better chance of losing when you’re up at bat.”
"Interesting," Ram said, intrigued.
"Since I'm the one who issued the challenge, I should go first," Brody stated. "Are you ready?"
"Ready," Ram said, steeling himself.
"Are you sure?" Brody asked, smiling.
"Why? Are you afraid of losing on your first swing?" Ram replied, grinning back.
WHACK!!!
"OW!!! OW! Oh my... Holy SHIT!" Ram shouted, as he held his crotch, walking off Brody's blow to his member. "OOOoooooo...!" he howled while laughing to ward off the pain.
"I warned ya!" Brody grinned.
"Oh man... WOW that hurt!" Ram stated.
"The first one always does," Brody smiled. "You ready for your turn at bat?"
"Mmmmmm... Just give me a second," Ram requested, bent over and wincing from the sting but still laughing. After standing upright and pacing back and forth a few more times, Ram was finally ready for his turn.
"This better be worth it," Ram said.
"Don't worry – you'll see what I mean," Brody replied.
WHACK!!!
"WHOA!!! Oh man!!! Oh my god!" Brody ran around in circles holding his groin after being hit with the heft of Ram's thick tool, but with a big smile on his face.
"You're right – that did feel pretty good!" Ram grinned.
"FUCK, that hurt!" Brody laughed. "How do you go through life with that thing weighing you down like that?" he joked.
"Says the man with three legs," Ram teased back.
"My turn, my turn!" Brody said, eagerly approaching Ram again with his dick in his hand. Brody had cockfought Buck many times on the farm, so he was used to the pain and could put it out of his mind pretty quickly. It was controlling his orgasms while at bat that gave him trouble, and he wanted to get it out of the way as quickly as possible.
"Now... now hold on, big guy..." Ram pleaded, raising his hands and taking a step back. "Can't we just take a minute to-"
WHACK!!!
"OW!!! OW! Mother FUCKER!" Ram chuckled through clenched teeth as he gingerly walked a few paces away while Brody closed his eyes and mentally focused on controlling the pleasurable sensation running down his shaft.
"I said it was gonna-"
WHACK!!!
"AHHH!!! Ahhh!!!" Brody yelled, as Ram clubbed his spear in a sneak attack while his eyes were closed.
"You let your guard down," Ram grinned.
"You got me there, man!" Brody laughed. "That's actually a pretty smart strategy, though. If you've got a guy on the ropes – or in this case, ready to shoot his ropes – after he was just at bat, sometimes the pain from a quick counterstrike can be all it takes to send him over the edge."
"I'll keep that in mind," Ram smiled.
"I'm up again," Brody said, approaching Ram.
THWACK!!!
This time, both men turned and walked a few paces away, Brody out of pleasure and Ram out of pain. Ram turned and noticed Brody's eyes were closed again, but he was too far away for another sneak attack.
"You're getting close," Ram observed. "The Ram gimmick is coming home!"
"I haven't lost yet, and you're at bat, so that should bring me down to earth," Brody replied.
WHACK!!!
"WAOOO!!!" Brody yelled his trademark country holler, using it to fight off the pain and to suppress the semen boiling in his loins as he turned and walked a couple paces away to compose himself.
This time it was Ram who was the worse for wear after the attack. His testicles started to contract, forcing his load into the base of his cock. Ram knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer if this kept up. He placed his hands on his hips and bent over at the waist to force the load back into his balls.
"Getting hit with that thick dick of yours is like beating an anaconda to death with a club!" Brody laughed as he turned to face Ram again.
Ram quickly regained his composure and stood up straight before Brody noticed how close to the edge he was. He decided to stall for time.
"'Anaconda'?" Ram asked, raising an eyebrow, hands still on his hips.
"Python," Brody replied.
"Meh..." Ram shrugged, tilting his head and waving his hand horizontally while giving an unconvinced expression.
"Boa constrictor?" Brody asked, almost pleading.
"That's more like it," Ram replied. "A BIG boa constrictor," he added so as not to hurt Brody's feelings. "No offense or anything – it's just that you haven’t been fucked by the Batpole like I have. That definitely changes your perspective on the size of things."
"Good point," Brody grinned. "Your turn," Ram stated, allowing Brody to move into position.
WHACK!!!
This time Ram bent forward, placing an arm on Brody's shoulder while puffing air through his cheeks, noticing that – just as Brody predicted – the pain of being on the receiving end of a turn was starting to be replaced by pleasure. Brody also leaned forward to stifle his impending emission.
"What's the matter, buddy? About to be beaten at your own game?" Ram asked as he smiled through panting breaths.
"Another swing from that big dick of yours will set me right," Brody replied.
"Ask and you shall receive," Ram said as both men stood up.
THWACK!!!
"AHHHrrraaaAAARRW!!!" Brody roared, but instead of a cry of pain, it was a shout of intensity. The game had now reached the stage where mental toughness had to exceed physical toughness, where nearly all the pain was replaced by only pleasure whether giving or receiving a strike. Brody knew he needed to do something to refocus and psych himself up or the pleasure would overtake him, so he crunched out a most-muscular pose as his roar subsided.
Realizing what Brody was up to and why, Ram pumped himself up as well. "Bring it on, big man!" he yelled, while smiling, panting, and rolling his shoulders.
WHACK!!!
"YEAAAAHHHH!!!" Ram roared as he crunched out a most-muscular pose of his own, then immediately grabbed his dick and used it to clobber Brody's.
WHACK!!!
Once again, Brody yelled and flexed after receiving Ram’s strike, but so did Ram. Both men were on the edge of the enormous orgasms they’d been building to all night.
No longer wasting time between attempts, the two men took rapid turns bludgeoning each other's cocks with their own. The painted cinder block walls of the warehouse and the metal partition that separated the ring area from the rest of the building echoed with the sounds of manmeat striking manmeat, of grunts and shouts and roars. Both men were sweating profusely again since they hadn’t taken much of a break after their last round of wrestling. After a half-dozen more attempts apiece, the two bodybuilders grabbed each other in a mutual bearhug with a wet SLAP, grinding their genitalia together and smashing their cockheads between their thick abdominal walls as they rutted against each other's sweaty bodies in the throes of passion.
Having the shorter and thicker of the two dicks, Ram was able to force his erection along the underside of Brody's penis so the two cocks were pressed together shaft to shaft. Since the two men were the same height, their balls were smashed together as well, but Ram had the advantage with the shorter dick. He used his full 5-inch-long tool to rub and stimulate the bottom 5 inches of Brody's 8-inch shaft, forcing the cum up the remaining 3 inches.
Eventually, the sensation of Ram's cock rubbing against his own, the crushing vice of their mutual bearhug, and the heat, sweat, and pressure of their muscular bellies squashing his cockhead between them proved too much for Brody to take. Ram felt Brody's big bull balls contract and a rumble rise from inside Brody's dick and torso. With a moan that eventually built to a cry and a shudder that shook both men's bodies, Brody's huge cock unleashed a torrent of searing hot cum onto both men's stomachs and chests.
The sight, sound, and feel of Brody's reaction was more than Ram could bear, and with a yell of both anguish and ecstasy, Ram spewed forth the contents of his scrotum in a body-spasming twitch as well, adding his seed to the sticky mess between himself and his new friend, his first shot coinciding with Brody's third. From there, the two men continued to ejaculate in unison in massive orgasms that lasted nearly a full minute.
Completely spent of their energy, both men dropped to their knees on the mat, their arms still wrapped around each other in a light embrace. They rested their heads on each other's brawny shoulders as their heavy breathing caressed each other's skin.
"That was... the most I've ever... cum in my life..." Brody panted.
"Me too..." Ram gasped. "And since we were born... just a few months apart... that's saying something..."
The Consolation Prize
After several minutes propped against each other's rock-hard bodies, the two naked musclemen finally separated, literally peeling themselves apart from the stickiness of their seed that glued them together. They slowly rose to their feet and placed their hands on their hips to regain their breath, both still sporting massive erections.
"Told you I'd still be hard," Brody grinned.
"That makes two of us," Ram smiled.
Brody staggered over to the corner to retrieve the Ram mask. "You beat me, man," he stated as he turned towards Ram, "both figuratively AND literally... but just barely!" he laughed. "The Ram gimmick is yours again, but I'm still holding you to the stipulation that you have to wrestle at least one match for Rival."
"Agreed," Ram replied.
"Really?” Brody asked, slowly walking towards Ram in disbelief with the mask in his hand. “You'd do a match for Rival?"
"I'm a man of my word – another characteristic instilled in me by my grandfather," Ram replied.
"That's AWESOME!!!" Brody exclaimed, giving Ram a big hug. "You know, I was thinking that once Buck leaves, maybe you and I could form a tag team of our own that would allow you to maintain the Ram persona."
"What, 'Farmer Brody and His Trusty Goat'? 'Little BRO-Peep and His Lost Sheep'?" Ram chuckled as he walked to a corner and sat his bare, muscular ass down on the second turnbuckle to rest.
Ram nodded his head, intrigued.
"We could wear matching black hoodies and black trunks," Brody continued, "with either the symbols for each sign on our gear or the actual constellations themselves. The symbols would probably be better recognized – although if we ever get into merchandising, we could switch back-and-forth between using the symbols and using the constellations on our gear to sell different versions of T-shirts and stuff to increase sales. Or, we could go the facepaint route and paint the symbols in black on our faces and wear them like masks, with the 'horns' of both symbols across our brow ridges. The V of the Ram symbol would go down the bridge of your nose, and the O of the Bull symbol would go around my nose and mouth. We could even wear creepy white or black contact lenses to make it look like we're not from Earth!"
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| (Aries and Taurus symbols and constellations) |
Ram was blown away by how quickly Brody came up with such an interesting concept. "You never cease to amaze me, man," he said as he stood and slapped Brody on the shoulder. "Your mind is so creative, and you're able to describe your ideas in a way that allows other people to picture them with you. It’s like that whole ‘sacrificing a ram to the swole gods’ thing and all the ‘goat’ and ‘farm’ references you mentioned during our match – like the double entendres for ‘milking’ and ‘plowing’ and stuff. Those were things you just came up with off the top of your head, and the fact that you’re already thinking beyond video sales for your federation to things like participation memberships, factions, rivalries, and merchandising shows what a great business mind you have. You'd do very well in the marketing business, and that's why I know Rival Pro Wrestling is going to be a huge success – because it's going to have a great promoter like you leading it. That 'Zodiac' concept sounds like an awesome gimmick, and I definitely wouldn't mind giving it a try."
Brody stood beaming from ear to ear like a small child. No one had ever paid him such high praise before. Most people just assumed he was some dumb, musclebound country bumpkin without ever actually getting to know him or listening to his thoughts, yet here was a savvy and successful businessman – and a marketing promoter at that – who was extremely impressed by his ideas.
"Thanks, man!” Brody said, elated, blushing slightly at the praise while grinning from ear to ear. “It'll be really cool, I promise... but first you're gonna need THIS back," he added as he handed the Ram mask to its original owner.
"I'll consider this the 'consolation prize' for the evening..." Ram said, taking the mask and tossing it outside the ring. He then turned around and presented his naked ass to Brody.
"... but the 'grand prize' is all yours."
The Grand Prize
"Good lord – your ass is so thick," Brody stated as he stared at Ram's gigantic glutes in amazement. "It's a good thing I'm 8 inches because I'm gonna need every one of ‘em just to get past these huge haunches of yours!"
Ram flexed his glutes in response.
"You're offering me the main course before I've had the appetizer, though," Brody continued. "Turn around and face me. I want to enjoy my prize a little."
Ram did as commanded.
"Yeaaah, big fucking shoulders and chest on you," Brody purred as he felt-up Ram's massive traps, delts, and pecs, squeezing and kneading the muscles beneath his large fingers and strong grip. Ram closed his eyes and moaned slightly at the feel of Brody's breast manipulation, flexing his pecs in Brody's hands. Both men were so hard again that the heads of their dicks began to bob and bounce against each other.
Brody then leaned down to lick and suckle Ram’s perfect chest and nipples. Ram once again moaned at the service Brody was paying him.
After getting a good taste of his defeated opponent’s chest, Brody stood and stared at Ram. "Now I want you to worship my chest – the same chest that snuffed you out," he ordered.
Ram opened his eyes and smirked, then stepped forward and returned the chest massage Brody just gave him, making sure to occasionally brush over Brody’s nipples in the process. Brody's breathing became heavier in the process.
"Now kiss it. Kiss that rock-hard chest," Brody commanded.
Ram began to gently kiss Brody pecs, almost caressing them with his lips. His kisses eventually turned into full licks, painting Brody's big chest with his tongue. Once he reached one of Brody's nipples, he began to flick his tongue against it like a snake, driving Brody wild. Ram then wrapped as much of his mouth around Brody's pec as he could, trying his best to devour it.
"Yeah, suck that man-tit," Brody groaned.
The chest worship continued for several minutes as Ram finished feeding on one of Brody's pecs, then the other. By the time he was done, both men's dicks were dribbling precum again.
"On your knees," Brody commanded.
Ram did as he was told, dropping to his knees to come face to face with Brody's leaking 8-inch cock.
"Lick my shaft," Brody ordered. "Lick it like a popsicle."
Ram leaned forward and stuck out his tongue, running it slowly down the underside of Brody's penis from base to tip, causing Brody to gasp. He then repeated the maneuver down each side of Brody's dick. Once complete, Ram began to take single licks across the width of Brody's manhood as if he was licking an ice cream cone that was starting to melt.
"Mmmm... blow me," Brody responded, his eyes shut tight as he resisted the urge to cum right then and there.
Ram slowly took his tongue away from Brody's shaft and moved his head back to the tip of Brody's dick. He then pursed his lips together as if to kiss Brody's cockhead, but right before his lips reached the tip, he paused to look up at Brody and stared him right in the eyes with his jewel-like gaze before gently blowing on Brody's helmet, sending spasms of pleasure up Brody's body and causing him to shudder with pleasure. Ram smiled at the effect his literal interpretation of Brody’s “blow me” command had on the country stud.
Ram then engulfed as much of Brody's dick as he could, sucking on it greedily and ravenously. His experience with the Bat had made him more adept at handling such a large piece of meat, but Brody was still quite a mouthful.
"Ohhhhh... OHHHHH!" Brody moaned in delight. "Yeah... Yeah, that's it. Yeah... Gonna serve you a protein shake through a meat straw..."
Ram had to stop his fellatio on Brody to laugh. "Dude, you're killing the mood!" he chuckled.
"Sorry," Brody grinned. "Continue."
It took Ram a few moments to get the humor of Brody's comment out of his system, but he then returned to the blowjob with vigor, wrapping his big hand around the portion of Brody's shaft that he wasn't able to fit into his mouth.
Brody stood there watching Ram go to work. He clenched his fists at his sides and flexed every muscle in his body as he tried to resist Ram's service to his dick for a little while longer. He noticed the sharp angular features and other details of his defeated opponent's face – the lantern-like jaw, the high cheekbones, the flawless skin, the perfect hair, and those stunning blue eyes. He had watched Ram’s Cave matches hundreds of times on DVD and guessed that the man behind the mask must be a handsome guy based on the chiseled facial features that weren’t covered by the disguise, but never did he imagine that Ram would be such an incredibly attractive person – especially those sparkling eyes, which had always been somewhat obscured by shadows created by the shape of the mask in his matches.
"I’ve never said this to another man before, but you’re really good-looking," Brody commented. "More than good- looking. Beautiful. Like, fucking gorgeous..." Ram went deeper on Brody’s pole to show his appreciation for the compliments.
Realizing he was close to climax but wanting to savor the moment, Brody placed his hands on Ram's forehead and lightly pushed him away, telling him, "Wait right here."
Ram remained on his knees as he watched Brody leap out of the ring and run to his gym bag, staring at Brody's sweet ass as he jogged away and taking the opportunity to grant himself some much-needed relief by stroking his own cock while Brody's back was turned. Brody unzipped a compartment inside his bag and pulled out an entire handful of condoms, then ran back to the ring, his big dick flopping back and forth as he moved.
"Always come prepared!" Brody smiled and winked at Ram as he deposited the pile of condoms beneath one of the turnbuckles and climbed back in the ring.
"Just how many times do you think I'm gonna let you screw me?!" Ram jokingly asked.
"These aren't just for me; they're for you, too," Brody replied. "You deserve a victory fuck every bit as much as I do. That was the toughest, closest, most fun match I've ever had. I had to dig deeper than I ever have – deeper than I even thought possible – to find the strength to beat you, and I wouldn't have been able to do it if it wasn't for you motivating me. I wouldn't have known I possessed that kind of fortitude. You believed in me when I didn't believe in myself, and you made me a stronger, more confident person as a result."
Ram smiled and blushed slightly. "You're welcome," he replied.
"The crazy thing is,” Brody continued, “it still took everything I had to beat you, and from what you told me earlier, you're not even in your best shape right now because your job has been keeping you so busy. It blows my mind that you could be even bigger and stronger than you already are! That means I'm gonna have to learn how to tap into that inner strength on my own before I face you again."
"Sounds like we both have a chance to get stronger," Ram replied.
"Besides, you made me cum first in our cockfight, so as far as I'm concerned, we're both 2-2 in victories tonight and are therefore both deserving of getting to use these," Brody said as he opened one of the condoms and slipped it on, causing Ram to smile again.
"But me first!" Brody added, smiling back. "Now stand up."
Ram stood as instructed while Brody circled around to his backside, admiring him intensely. Brody placed his hands on Ram's award-winning glutes and started massaging them.
"You have the most-muscular ass I've ever seen," he complimented. Ram flexed his glutes tight in response.
"I've just gotta get in there," Brody added. He then slapped one of Ram's asscheeks with his latex-covered cock. "Open up," he commanded.
"You're so strong – make me," Ram challenged, smiling at Brody over his shoulder.
Brody dug his fingers into the crevice of Ram's ass. His large forearms swelled with effort as he tried his best to pry Ram's glutes apart but to no avail.
After several attempts to force his way into Ram's thick ass, Brody decided to switch tactics. He reached around Ram from behind and began to fondle Ram's big pecs while resting his chin on Ram's massive shoulder.
"If I can't force my way in, maybe I can charm my way in instead," Brody breathed into Ram's ear while squeezing Ram's breasts and fondling his nipples, eliciting a moan of enjoyment from the muscular model. Brody than started gently kissing Ram's neck and shoulder while rubbing his dick against Ram's solid ass.
After a few minutes of foreplay, Ram's resolve melted. "Alright. You may enter the Ramcave," he said, relaxing his glutes.
With both men standing in the center of the ring, Brody slowly entered Ram's ass inch by inch until all 8 inches of his staff were buried either inside Ram or in between his muscular buttocks, their identical heights making it much easier for him to do so. However, as Brody began to draw his cock back to commence his victory fuck, Ram clamped his glutes down hard on Brody's dick and held it in place, preventing Brody from moving.
"Be careful what you wish for," Ram stated. "You may be inside me, but I'm still in control of THIS body. We'll see who's fucking who when I squeeze the load out of you!"
With that, Ram began a rhythmic flexing of his glutes, relaxing them and then clamping them down repeatedly on Brody's dick, attempting to milk the cum out of his opponent, causing Brody to groan in pleasure. After a couple dozen such squeezes, Brody protested.
"Dude, stop... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum..." he said, his face wincing as he tried to stave off his release.
"Let's see how long you can resist me. Won't be long, I bet!" Ram smiled while continuing to flex and relax his butt muscles around Brody's manhood. The motion and indentation of Ram's glutes resembled a person's cheeks as they suck liquid through a straw, and it was having the same effect on Brody's balls by sucking out their contents.
"Please... please stop," Brody gasped. "Not like this. Don't deny me my victory fuck. Please..."
"Well, since you asked nicely..." Ram replied, releasing Brody from the grip of his mighty ass.
Brody withdrew his dick and bent over, placing his hands on his knees to catch his breath and regain control of his loins. Ram had nearly forced his load out of him.
"Almost had you," Ram looked over his shoulder and smirked.
"Remind me to come back to that one later," Brody said, standing upright once again after regaining his composure. "Until then, you sound like you need some obedience training. On your hands and knees, dog!"
As Ram lowered to all fours, Brody got down on his knees behind him and once again guided his lengthy spear into the warm envelopment of Ram's muscular ass. He then proceeded to slide his dick in and out of Ram in long, slow, glorious strokes, bringing his 8-inch rod nearly all the way out until only the head remained inside Ram, then slowly driving it all the way in to the hilt. The sensation drove both men wild.
As the minutes wore on, Brody's strokes became faster but only slightly less lengthy as he speared Ram's innards. "Yeah, boy," he growled in a slight country drawl, briefly reviving his in-ring character. "Told you I was gonna fuck me a goat tonight!"
"Greatest... of all... time!" Ram panted as Brody drilled him from behind.
Brody's thrusts grew faster and faster, making loud slapping noises as his muscular hips and pelvis assaulted Ram's thick haunches. "Almost there!" he panted. "Gonna frock that Christmas tree of yours with something white!"
With that, Brody withdrew from Ram, ripped off his condom, and fired several shots of cum across the Christmas tree formation of Ram's lower back muscles, crying out in ecstasy. The feeling of Brody's hot semen hitting his skin and the sound of Brody's sweet release also caused Ram to cum on the mat beneath him without even touching his dick, with the angle of his cock causing his seed to pool on the mat directly below his pecs as he remained on all fours.
Bonus Round(s)
Once Brody finished unloading, he leaped on Ram's back, the sudden force of his weight causing Ram to topple forward. Ram’s stomach landed in the mess he just made on the mat while Brody's big muscular belly landed in the load he just deposited in the small of Ram's back in a squishy-sounding SPLAT.
"Hey! What gives?!" Ram asked, sounding confused and slightly angry.
Amazingly, Brody was still hard despite having ejaculated twice within the past few minutes. Something about Ram's body, strength, and masculinity made Brody's appetite for sex with him insatiable, and the way he landed on top of Ram caused his penis to settle within the length of Ram's asscrack.
"Please let me hot dog you, man!” Brody pleaded breathlessly in Ram's ear. “Please! Please let me do it! I gotta slide my dick along this incredible ass of yours! Please!" he whispered lustfully.
"Alright, but we do what I want next," Ram agreed.
Brody groaned with pleasure as he began sliding his cock lengthwise between Ram's glutes like a hot dog in a bun. As Brody slid his body backward, the tip of his dick disappeared between Ram's buttcheeks, and when he drove his body forward, his balls slapped the base of Ram's ass while his cockhead poked out the top of Ram's crack.
Brody continued sliding up and down the crevice of Ram’s ass for several minutes, moaning and breathing heavily on top of Ram's prostrate body, speeding up his strokes as time went by. He then paused so the tip of his dick was sticking out the top of Ram's ass and ordered Ram to "squeeze me off like before". Ram complied by flexing his glutes around the length of Brody's shaft repeatedly.
"Getting close..." Brody panted as he laid on Ram's back. "Getting close... Alright, now squeeze as hard as you can and hold it! Uhhh! UHHHHH!!!"
Ram clamped his glutes hard around the sides of Brody’s cock as instructed, causing Brody's dick to once again spurt a huge load of cum, this time onto Brody’s own belly since the top of his penis was pointed at a slightly upward angle while resting in Ram's gluteal crevice. Brody promptly squashed his latest load on his stomach into his previous load on Ram's back as he collapsed atop of his new friend in euphoric exhaustion. Ram had squeezed a load out of Brody using only the strength in his ass muscles. Brody's dick had become both the hot dog and the condiment bottle, while Ram's ass was both the bun and the squeezing grip around the bottle.
It took Brody several minutes to regain his breath and recover as he lay panting on top of Ram. To his credit, Ram did not protest a bit. In fact, he rather enjoyed the warm feeling of the muscleman draped over his body.
Once Brody found the strength to roll off of Ram’, he laid on his back and stared up at the high ceiling of the warehouse in a mix of blissful fatigue, his chest still heaving from his sexual escapades. However, he soon felt his legs being lifted off the mat as Ram's gorgeous face suddenly appeared at the bottom of his field of vision.
"My turn!" Ram smiled with his gleaming white teeth and bright blue eyes as he began inserting his huge, thick cock into Brody's ass.
While Brody was staring at the ceiling, Ram had quietly slipped over to the corner of the ring where Brody deposited the pile of condoms, tearing one open and placing it on himself. He then sneaked over to Brody for his own victory fuck, with Brody being none the wiser until Ram had him in position.
"This will not be pleasant," Ram warned as he slowly pushed his way into Brody's hole. "You will not enjoy this at first, but like you said earlier, the pleasure quickly surpasses the pain, and I've been wanting to get inside you since I first laid eyes on you last night." Brody grimaced as his ass stretched painfully to accommodate Ram's girth.
"You're doing great, champ," Ram gently encouraged as he positioned Brody's big legs on his shoulders. "I'm sorry to have to do this to you, but I thought about what you said, and you're right – I DO deserve this!"
"It's... AHH! OK," Brody replied, his eyes shut tight in discomfort. "Yes, you deserve it... UNGH! And if I have to go through... this kind of pain... SSSS! I want it to be with a real man... like you!"
After several agonizing minutes, Ram finally had all 5 inches of his energy-drink-can cock inserted in Brody. "We'll rest here a moment and let you get situated," Ram said as he looked down at the big country powerhouse, noticing the copious amounts of jizz stuck to Brody's belly.
Ram could feel Brody's ass adjusting to his size, greeting its new guest like the tailors greeted Ram when he visited them to get measured for his expensive form-fitting business suits. He slowly began to move his pelvis back and forth in a gentle gyrating motion to loosen Brody up a little more, causing Brody to gasp.
Brody eventually loosened up enough for Ram to begin a slow thrusting motion, just a few centimeters at first, then slightly more. Although Brody had his eyes shut tight and was biting his lip to ward off the pain, the increasing sound of his moans told Ram that Brody's pain was indeed turning to pleasure as predicted. Brody’s erection soon returned to full strength, laying between the bricks of his cobblestone abs.
The knowledge that Brody was more aroused than suffering allowed Ram to enjoy himself guilt-free. He groaned as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back, increasing the speed and length of his thrusts into Brody’s muscular ass while Brody grunted beneath him.
Ram curled his lip in a snarl as he looked down at Brody again while he plowed the big farm boy, admiring his rugged good looks. "Look at me," he said. "LOOK AT ME!" he then shouted. Brody finally opened his eyes.
"I told you I was gonna breed you, boy!" Ram growled as he temporarily slipped back into his man-beast persona. "I'm about to leave something of me inside you to remember me by," he added as he stared into Brody’s blue eyes, his pace and breathing becoming more frenetic.
"Your country ways are rubbing off on me, boy” he panted. “Gonna plant a big ol’ pile of man-seed in you! Gonna... UNGH! AAAAHHHH!"
Brody could feel the mushroom-like head of Ram's thick cock expand inside him as it spewed forth its milky essence. The feeling sent Brody over the edge, too, causing him to shoot yet another load across his belly.
After completing his orgasm, Ram collapsed between Brody's legs and on top of his partner’s cum-covered torso, squashing Brody’s softening penis between their massive bodies. The two alpha males laid together for several minutes, breathing heavily. Ram's cock softened just enough to slip out of Brody, but it was by no means flaccid.
Brody finally gathered the strength to speak. "So, do you wanna-?"
"Ah, ah, ah!" Ram interrupted him. "You're still up on me 4 loads to 3 for the night, and you agreed to let me pick something special for letting you hot dog me."
"Fucking me with that huge cock of yours wasn't your pick?" Brody asked.
"No," Ram said. "I earned that victory fuck."
"That you did," Brody agreed.
"What I want now," Ram said as he placed his hands on Brody’s thick chest and pushed his upper body off the country stud to look him right in the eyes, "is a pec job."
Ram began massaging Brody's pectorals as he made his request. Despite cumming three times in a short amount of time, Ram’s dick had become hard again. The sight and feel of Brody's body never failed to turn him on.
"You mean you want these same pecs that put you out to squeeze a load out of you now?" Brody rhetorically asked with a sly smile as he bounced his pecs in Ram’s hands.
"Most definitely," Ram smiled back.
"Alright," Brody agreed. "Stand up."
Ram gave one final squeeze to Brody's pecs, then pushed himself up and got to his feet, removing his used condom in the process. Brody sat up and got to his knees, then walked on his knees to where Ram stood.
"Let me get a good pump going first," Brody stated as he began flexing and crunching his pecs. Ram watched as Brody's chest began to swell, causing Ram's dick to harden even more.
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Seeing the pleasure he was giving his new friend spurred Brody to do more. He rapidly bounced his pecs one at a time, assaulting Ram's dick from either side, tossing it back and forth between his chest muscles. He then crunched both pecs together tightly, causing Ram to moan again loudly.
"Your cock is the perfect size for this, man," Brody commented. "Everyone else I've tried this on didn't have your thickness and girth, so my pecs were never able to get a tight enough grip around their dicks to apply any kind of pressure, but yours is so thick I can practically bearhug it!"
"Ohhhhhh..." Ram groaned. "Keep talking like that! Tell me how strong and muscular you are!" He pleaded.
Brody obliged. "Yeaaaah... Do see this?" Brody growled as he flexed and relaxed his pecs repeatedly. "I'm squeezing your cock between my thick, muscular chest – the very same chest that snuffed you out and defeated you. My tits are crushing your swollen manhood, forcing your load up and out of it. Your thick dick can't resist the SQUEEZE of these rock-hard pecs!" he said as he bounced and rolled and finally mashed his chest together, leaving the head of Ram's tool peeking out above the muscles.
It was all Ram could take. "OH! OHHHHH!" he cried as the head of his cock gushed forth a fountain of cum onto Brody's chin, neck, and upper chest.
Ram then began sliding his dick within the crevice between Brody's chest to force every last drop of liquid from it. Once Ram was completely drained, Brody relaxed his chest, allowing Ram to drop to his knees like Brody and lean against him.
"I believe some of this is yours," Brody smiled as he reached over and hugged Ram, resting his cum-soaked pecs and chin against Ram's chest and shoulder, smearing Ram's own jizz onto him.
Ram rested his head on Brody's shoulder as well, breathing heavily. "Best day... of my life!" he panted into Brody's ear.
Ram then lowered himself to the mat and laid flat on his back in exhaustion while Brody remained on his knees. The site of Ram's huge, sweaty, cum-soaked muscular body and heaving abdomen as he regained his breath was making Brody horny again.
"I want to play a game," Brody said.
Ram laughed between breaths. "I don't think... I'm quite ready yet," he replied.
"It's a one-player game. All you have to do is lay there," Brody replied.
"Really?" Ram asked. "I'm down for that. What is it?"
"It's called '10 Lashes With a Wet Noodle'," Brody said as he stroked his cock. "It's an old saying we have in the country for when someone gets punished, but not severely. Buck and I turned it into a game, though. One of us lays on his back while the other gets on his knees and whacks him with his dick. If you can get 10 whacks in without cumming, you win."
"Sounds like fun," Ram said. "Go ahead and give it a shot."
Brody walked on his knees over to Ram and kneeled alongside the muscle model’s body as he stroked himself back to his full 8-inch length.
"Ever since I got my first erection, I've loved whacking my dick against things," Brody recalled. "I don't know why, but it's always felt so damned good."
"Then enjoy," Ram smiled as he flexed his torso, hardening his pecs and abs.
WHACK!
"One," Brody counted after laying his pipe down across Ram's abdomen, the sound of the impact echoing throughout the room.
WHACK!
"Two," Brody said as he slapped Ram's thick pec with his dick.
THWACK!
"Three..." Brody said as he once again brought his 8-inches down across Ram's pec, his breathing becoming more elevated.
WHACK!
"... Four," Brody gulped after striking Ram's abdomen again.
Ram noticed a strange, almost distant look in Brody's eyes, as if he was someplace else mentally. That look, combined with Brody's increasingly heavy breathing, had Ram's erection powering up again. He reached down and began stroking his own cock with his big hand while observing Brody's facial expressions.
THWACK!
"Five!" Brody gasped after once again hitting Ram's muscular abdomen with his dick.
WHACK!
"Ungh... six!" Brody said after whacking Ram's big pec again.
Brody then took a moment to contain himself, shutting his eyes tightly and bending over at the waist. Knowing Brody was nearing climax, Ram began stroking himself faster.
WHACK!
"SEVEN!" Brody yelled after striking Ram's abdomen again.
Both men were now breathing heavily. This time, Brody leaned over and took his hand off his dick, placing it instead on Ram's massive deltoid to steady himself while he tried to control the load building in his loins, once again shutting his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth. His anguished expression was driving Ram wild, causing him to stroke his cock at full speed, gripping it as hard as he could.
Brody finally composed himself enough for another swing. Taking his dick in his hand, he again flung it across Ram's muscular belly.
THWACK!
"Eigh- UHHHHHH!!!"
Upon impact with Ram's stomach, Brody's cock inadvertently shot its load across Ram's ripped torso. The feeling of Brody's cum firing across his body also brought Ram to climax, criss-crossing Brody's load with his own along his abs and chest.
Realizing he had lost the game against his own libido, Brody finished himself off by pumping the rest of his load onto Ram's body. When both men were spent, Brody collapsed across Ram's body in yet another wet, sticky SPLAT.
The two exhausted men laid perpendicular to one another, their eyes closed and their massive bellies sucking in air against each other – although Ram's belly was having a bit of difficulty with Brody's weight on top of it. The slightest movement made by either man created sticky suction sounds due to the sweat and semen that adhered them together. Incredibly, as the two studs began to focus on their senses of hearing and touch, they both became semi-hard again.
"What do you say to one more round before we call it quits?" Ram asked.
"I'm game if you are," Brody replied, his competitive nature kicking in. "What did you have in mind?" he asked as he pushed himself off Ram and sat back on his knees.
"Well, my stumpy dick doesn't allow me to do all the things your long schlong can," Ram stated, "but I really enjoyed rubbing bones with you earlier. I'd like to do that again, except with me on top of you this time."
"Sounds good to me," Brody smiled as he laid on his back, appreciating that he would get to rest this round.
Ram immediately sat up and rolled to all fours, then crawled over to Brody and laid on top of him, positioning himself so the two men were face-to-face, chest-to-chest, stomach-to-stomach, and shaft-to-shaft. As soon as their semi-hard dicks came into contact, both immediately returned to fully erect status.
Placing his hands on the mat along each side of Brody's head, Ram began rocking his body back and forth, leaning forward so that most of his weight was centered on Brody’s chest and crushing down on Brody's pecs with his own, then rocking backwards and lifting both his arms and his legs in the air in a Superman position, forcing all his body weight onto his pelvis and, in turn, onto Brody's pelvis and crotch.
"UNGH! What are you doing?" Brody asked, sounding like he was in pain.
"Just tenderizing you with my muscles a bit," Ram replied. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked as he rocked his weight back onto Brody's chest, bringing their faces mere inches apart.
As Brody stared into the frost blue eyes and killer smile of his new friend, the thought of being slowly ground into pulp beneath Ram's amazing physique was strangely erotic for him. "No," he replied to Ram's inquiry. "My body can take anything yours can dish out."
"We'll see about that," Ram grinned as he once again rocked back and placed all his weight on Brody's hips, smiling while watching Brody wince in pain.
After several minutes of his muscular opponent rocking on top of him, Brody felt as if all resistance had been mashed out of him. Furthermore, every time Ram placed his full body weight on their crotches made Brody feel as if another load would be squashed from his balls.
Once Ram believed he had asserted his dominance by crushing the fight out of Brody, he began sliding his body up and down Brody's frame, but only by a few inches at first, making sure his dick remained in constant contact with Brody's erection. The sweat between their massive bodies acted as lubricant to allow Ram to slide his cock up and down Brody's shaft more easily. As he moved, Ram's massive haunches would ripple and flex, and as luck would have it, one of the cameras at ringside was perfectly positioned between both men's legs, taking in the full glory of Ram's muscular ass as he humped the country stud and the scrotums of the two alpha males as they rubbed and slapped against each other.
Ram started to pick up the pace of his thrusts as he felt the juices welling up inside him, rutting and grunting and groaning against his equally ripped partner like an animal. The friction of Ram’s cock against his own was almost more than Brody could handle, but he somehow endured, his face a mask of pleasure and pain.
As Ram neared his orgasm, he wrapped his huge arms around Brody's thick chest and clasped his hands behind Brody's wide back in a ground bearhug from above. The tight squeeze around Brody's chest brought their nipples together as well, further increasing the erotic titillation.
"OOF! Easy on the ribs!" Brody chuckled.
Ram loosened his grip, but only slightly so that the hold was still uncomfortable for Brody but not painful. He also ramped up the speed of his humping.
Approaching climax, Ram lowered his head so his chin and Brody’s chin came into contact and grinned directly into the handsome farm boy's face. Brody stared back into Ram’s jewel-like eyes, then winced in pain as Ram unintentionally tightened his bearhug and pressed his cock down hard on Brody's erection due to the start of his orgasm.
Keeping his chin in contact with Brody's, Ram shut his eyes tight, his sly smile turning into a grimace of pleasure as he exhaled air thru his clenched teeth. His cock erupted with yet another load of cum between the two muscular bodies as he squeezed his load out against Brody’s dick. The feeling of Ram's muscles once again crushing him and Ram’s thick tool grinding down on his own, squashing it beneath its girth and then spewing forth its contents onto his cockhead and shaft, caused Brody to blow another load between them as well.
Once both men finished their release, the taut, flexed muscles of Ram’s massive body went completely limp on top of Brody. The two men laid like that for several minutes, panting, sweating, and gasping for breath. They were entirely spent after having each cum half-a-dozen times in the last hour and giving each other absolutely everything they had.
Once they both regained a slight bit of energy, Ram looked up and planted a deep kiss on Brody, who returned the favor, their tongues the only muscles either man was still capable of flexing. The kiss was about more than just passion and lust; it was about gratefulness and understanding – about kindred spirits and camaraderie. Although it wasn't "love" in the traditional sense, it was every bit as powerful.
Once their kiss ended, Ram peeled himself off Brody, their skin literally sticking together due to the copious amounts of semen between them, and said, "We'd better hit the showers before all this jizz dries and we petrify."
"I know what you mean," Brody laughed. "I'm starting to smell pretty rank."
Ram stood up and helped Brody to his feet. The two men again embraced and patted each other on the back in another show of friendship, their completely flaccid cocks brushing against each other without a reaction for once.
After replenishing their extreme loss of fluids with several bottles of water, Ram went to a nearby broom closet and obtained a couple mops and some cleaning chemicals while Brody picked up their used condoms and disposed of them. Brody then gathered the extra condoms and articles of clothing they had shed throughout the night that were strewn about ringside and placed them in their gym bags.
After a quick sanitation of the cum-and-sweat-soaked ring area by the two nude musclemen, Ram put the cleaning chemicals away and walked over to the control panel to turn off the cameras, which had recorded the unusual but no less erotic sight of two massive, naked bodybuilders cleaning and mopping floors, mats, turnbuckles, and chairs. He then did a quick review of the footage.
"Fuck yeah! We got it!" He exclaimed.
"The cameras recorded everything?" Brody asked.
"Yeah, come check it out!" Ram replied.
Brody walked over to the monitors where Ram was standing and watched as the events of the evening played back in high speed. Both men laughed at the speed of their thrusts during their fast-forwarded sex scenes, but neither of them could find the strength to become aroused.
When the footage finally caught up to the time when Ram stopped the recording, Ram said, "I'll make you a copy of this in the morning, but for now, let's hit the showers."
Late Sunday Evening
Brody followed Ram to a darkened doorway at the edge of the ring area. Ram reached in and flipped on a light switch, causing several bright fluorescent lights to hum to life overhead. The two men entered a short corridor and rounded a corner that opened into the locker space from the era when the old warehouse was used as a boxing gym. The room looked as it did 50 years ago, but at least it was clean.
Ram led Brody to the shower area, which had four shower heads, and turned the water on. The pipes rumbled and groaned a bit before finally releasing a warm spray.
"It's not exactly a country club, but it's not like it's the room from the ‘Saw’ movies, either," Ram quipped.
"I've showered in worse facilities at the Y," Brody replied.
The two bodybuilders then engaged in a long, steamy, sensual shower session. Although they were too exhausted to satisfy each other sexually at the moment, they found other ways to give pleasure as they soaped and scrubbed the sweat and sex from one another. They explored every inch of each other's bodies, massaging sore muscles and giving gentle, tender kisses to the skin as the warm water cascaded over them. In time, both men became aroused enough to begin jerking each other off and finished by 69ing each other on the shower floor, swallowing their loads.
After toweling off and getting dressed, Brody gathered up his things and offered to shake Ram's hand before heading home for the evening. Ram, however, had something else in mind.
"Actually, if you don't have anything going on in the morning, I was thinking you could crash here tonight." Ram offered. "I'm still feeling a little frisky and thought maybe we could have some more fun after we get something to eat. I don't know about you, but I'm starving, and that little 'protein shake through a meat straw' you just fed me in the shower isn't about to fill THIS belly," Ram said as he patted his musclegut.
"Stay here?” Brody asked. “You mean, in the warehouse?"
"Yeah," Ram replied. "Remember, this place is also my office, and since my home is way out in the hills, I often spend the night here if I'm working late or have an early morning meeting. The big sofa in my office folds out into a king-size bed. Come with me and I'll show you around," he said, pulling a keycard lanyard out of his bag and placing it around his neck.
Ram took Brody to another door and scanned his keycard to access a hallway that bypassed the metal partition separating the ring area from the rest of the warehouse. The hallway led to the dimly lit front section of the building that housed the offices of Ram and his business associates. Ram again used his keycard to unlock a large wooden door with a placard next to it that read "Rowen Ramsey III, Managing Partner, JTBR Productions."
Ram reached into the darkened room and flipped on a light switch to reveal an immaculately appointed office that resembled more of a hotel suite than a place of business. There was the big sofa Ram mentioned moments ago, along with a huge desk, bookcases, filing cabinets, and a table and chairs – typical office stuff, but very elegant and modern- looking – but also a fully-stocked bar and barstools, a refrigerator, a microwave and stove, a pool table, and a private bathroom containing a small shower and walk-in closet.
"Welcome to my home away from home," Ram motioned.
"Swanky," Brody commented. “This office is bigger than my apartment!”
"We entertain a lot of clients here, so we have all the amenities," Ram stated. "Why don't you set your stuff in here and we'll grab some something to eat – my treat. There's an awesome steakhouse within walking distance of here, and they should still be open. I don't know about you, but after all the energy I've spent this evening, I'm craving a big ol' steak!"
"You don't have to invite a country boy to a steak dinner twice!" Brody laughed. "Let me give Buck a call and let him know I won't be home tonight."
Ram opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out another keycard lanyard to give to Brody. “Here, wear this around your neck in case we get separated for some reason,” he said as he tossed the card to Brody, who slipped it around his thick neck like Ram. “It’s my guest pass. It unlocks all the doors in the back of the building and the door to my office. You can give it back to me in the morning.”
Brody and Ram then left the warehouse and walked up the street to the steakhouse Ram described. They had an incredible dinner together, talking more about their match, their lives, their dreams, and which pro wrestlers they'd most like to challenge.
"John Cena," Brody said. "He's a bodybuilder and a powerlifter like I am, so I'd like to see how strong he really is. He’s a few inches taller than me, though. Or maybe Brian Cage. He’s closer to my height, but he’s even bigger than Cena and way more athletic."
"Jesse Godderz," Ram replied. "I met him a few times when he was out here doing 'Big Brother', and I didn't care for his attitude at all. He calls himself 'Mr. Pec-tacular', but I'd like to crush his pecs against mine and see whose is stronger.”
As they left the restaurant, the two men were approached by a kitchen employee who was clocking out after his shift. He was a young bodybuilder who recognized Ram and Brody from when they competed professionally a few years ago. He told them that they were two of his favorite bodybuilders when he was a teenager and had inspired him to get into bodybuilding himself. He asked for a picture together with them in the kitchen, which both men happily obliged.
“’Young Lion’ – I like it!” Brody replied, grinning. “I think I’ll audition him myself. Wouldn’t mind a tussle with that stud!”
“Let me know if you wanna set up a two-on-one to test his endurance!” Ram added with a smile.
Fueled by their meal, Brody and Ram returned to the warehouse and spent the rest of the evening making rough, passionate, extremely aggressive love. Both men had built up too much tension, too much lust for each other to satisfy with the few after-match antics they’d engaged in earlier. Their huge bodies were dropped onto furniture, thrown against walls, and slammed onto the floor. When their desire for each other became too violent for the king-size sofabed's frame – when their love-making caused them to thrash around too much in Ram's well-appointed office, threatening to damage furniture, glassware, and decor – they took the action back to the ring for incredible bouts of naked sex-wrestling in front of the cameras.
Despite the number of times each man ejaculated earlier in the evening, the discipline and determination they developed through years of bodybuilding and other athletic endeavors spurred them to deliver more. Their earlier contests had been “first-to-cum-loses” affairs, but having blown their loads so much already that night, achieving orgasm wasn’t nearly as easy now. However, their competitive natures drove each man to continue to reach climax for fear of disappointing the other – or worse, underperforming versus the other. They craved each other’s bodies with an insatiable hunger. The receptors in the paper-thin skin stretched across their enormous muscles seemed perfectly attuned to one another, creating a euphoric sensation when in contact like some highly addictive new drug, and the greater the amount of flesh on flesh as they melded their massive physiques together, the greater the high.
At long last, after hours of exertion – after every last bit of energy and every last drop of cum was spent – the two titans finally returned to the bed in Ram's office and collapsed together in a deep, blissful sleep.
Monday Morning
Ram awoke around 7:00am even though he only had about 4 hours of sleep after his long night with his new friend. He gently removed himself from Brody's warm embrace, careful not to disturb the big man's slumber, and quietly slipped into the private bathroom in his office.
After exiting the shower and drying himself off, Ram entered his closet to find an outfit to wear. He couldn't help but notice his nude visage in the full-length mirror. His muscles were still pumped from the prior evening's events, and he began to pose in the buff, admiring his incredibly sculpted body.
Ram also realized that the compliment Brody paid him the night before was accurate – his body wasn't too far off from bodybuilding competition shape. With just a little work he'd be ready to do a show again in no time. He’d reclaim supremacy from Brody both on the bodybuilding stage and in the ring. He’d become bigger, stronger, and better than ever and show Brody which of them was truly more powerful. The thought of dominating Brody made Ram's dick hard.
"Looks like I'm not the only one with 'morning wood'," Brody called from the doorway, snapping Ram out of his trance.
"Good morning," Brody grinned, clad in a pristine white T-shirt and white briefs as he stood with his arms crossed.
"I can’t let you be the ONLY good-looking guy around here!” Brody laughed. “I got up shortly after you did. With all the wrestling we did and sex we had after dinner last night, I was feeling pretty dirty again. I thought about joining you in the shower here but peeked in and saw there was no way it was big enough to fit both of us, so I used that keycard you gave me to go shower in the locker room area next to the ring again. Besides, I figured you'd want a little time to yourself since the two of us have been together about as much as two people can possibly be these last 16 hours."
"You aren't hearing me complain!" Ram smiled.
"I wasn't sure what time Brad and Joel were coming in or if you had any meetings scheduled this morning, but I was thinking if you had time to go one more round..." Brody said, lifting up his T-shirt to reveal his abs and pecs, making a funny face to tease Ram.
To further entice his buddy, Brody seductively lifted his shirt up more, eventually gripping the bottom of his T-shirt in his teeth while he flexed.
Brody lifted the front of his T-shirt over his head and placed it around his neck. He then walked out of the bathroom and sat on one of the chairs at the bar in the main part of Ram's office.
"Ah, what the hell..." Ram replied. "Tighty-whities it is," he said, slipping on a pair of white underwear with a red waistband for another match with the handsome country stud.
"Here's a new video for you to jack off to," Ram smiled as he handed one of the drives to Brody, “and here's what I owe you for your overtime services – triple your regular pay," Ram added, pulling a large wad of cash from his pocket.
"It was only double my pay, and you don't owe me anything," Brody replied. "Believe me, I was more than happy to work this job for free!" he laughed.
"Just take it, man," Ram stated. "You definitely earned it. Use it for rent, groceries, car payment, health insurance, whatever. If you think I'm treating you like a charity case, then use it towards bodybuilding supplements to make yourself bigger and stronger, because I'm warning you right now that I'm coming for that ass again!" Both men grinned at the threat.
"Or use it towards your business and consider it my secret investment in Rival Pro Wrestling," Ram added. "I really think you've got something good going there, but just remember what we talked about regarding Cody and Ryan."
"I will," Brody replied. "Thank you again, man – for everything. The money, the advice, the support, the dinner, and especially the companionship. That was the absolute best night of my life, and I owe it all to you."
"Well, I don't know if what we have will ever blossom into an actual romance,” Ram said, “but I certainly hope this is the start of a beautiful 'bromance'."
With that, the two musclemen engaged in a bro-hug, then exchanged phone numbers before Brody handed his guest pass back to Ram and exited out the back door of the warehouse into the bright morning sunshine.
Epilogue
Ram found it hard to focus on work that day, but not because of his sore muscles or lack of sleep. He was very grateful for the wonderful evening he spent with Brody, but it still nagged him that Brody had come away with the victory in their match. Although Ram secretly hoped Brody would win, Brody did indeed overpower him in the last round, and that didn't sit well with him. Ram was certain that if he hadn't been so focused on his job lately at the expense of his fitness, he would've been able to outmuscle the country powerhouse.
As soon as he could call it quits for the day, Ram retreated to the back of the warehouse where the ring area was, quickly changing into some black and red boxing shorts but deciding to remain shirtless for his workout.
The good night's sleep did little to alleviate Ram's discontent. Now two days removed from his match with Brody, Ram was becoming obsessed with surpassing Brody in strength and technique. Remembering that one of Brody's greatest assets in their match was his extreme flexibility and that some of his own most embarrassing moments – such as suffering in Brody's grapevine, spladle, and surfboard – had been due to his lack of it, Ram realized that he had neglected his stretching exercises since his old MMA days and decided that daily stretching would become a routine for him. At lunchtime, he joined a yoga class at a studio down the street from his warehouse office, much to the delight of the women (and more than a few of the men) in attendance.
As the afternoon wore on, Ram felt his energy level rising and needed to burn some of it off. When he, Brad, and Joel finished their work for the day, Ram once again sequestered himself in the ring area behind their offices.
Feeling nice and loose from his yoga class earlier, Ram decided to try out some kicks with the heavy bag instead of punches. During his MMA fighting days, Ram was limber enough to easily deliver a roundhouse kick to a man's head, but during his match with Brody, he could barely lift a knee to Brody's gut.
Changing into his workout gear – a sleeveless red hoodie and skin-tight black Lycra shorts – Ram engaged in a few warmup exercises with some large ropes, then attacked the heavy bag with abandon until he was once again able to throw a kick at head height. His MMA triangle choke earned him his one fall against Brody, and adding more MMA strikes and holds to his repertoire could help him defeat the big stud more easily in future matches.
Ram eventually decided that if there wasn't enough time to bring himself to the gym, he would bring the gym to him. The next day, he placed several phone calls to local gym equipment companies, and though it cost him a pretty penny, within 48 hours Ram had converted the back section of the warehouse into a full-blown private gym, with the best weights and exercise equipment money could buy surrounding the old ring. He also hired a contractor to renovate the rundown old locker room and shower area next to the ring into a much nicer facility, complete with a sauna.
Brad and Joel naturally objected to Ram taking over the back section of the warehouse since it would no longer allow them to use the building to host concerts as they did the previous weekend. Thinking quickly, Ram made up a story that he received a call from their insurance company about them hosting such events in the same place where their business offices were located. He said the insurer was concerned about potential damage to their agency's property and theft of their important business documents, as well as liability issues if someone was injured on the premises during one of their shows. Ram had to stifle a laugh when mentioning the "injury liability" part, especially after all the injuries he and Brody inflicted on each other on the very same premises the night Brody visited. As with most negotiations in which he was involved, Ram ended up getting his way.
Two days later, Ram was cranking out a grueling leg workout in his new gym when Brad appeared in the doorway to the hall that bypassed the metal partition separating the workout area from the business offices in the old warehouse.
"Are you still at it?! You've been in here for three hours now!" Brad shouted over the sound of the squat machine, where Ram was pumping out some heavy front squats. Brad walked over to the machine to get Ram's attention and to admire the definition of Ram's enormous thighs and glutes through his paper-thin gray spandex workout tights.
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| (Undoctored screenshot from a YouTube video of the bodybuilder model for Ram doing a leg workout!) |
"I bet those tights you're wearing are actually thick, baggy sweatpants on a normal person, but your legs and ass are so big they look like spandex on you," Brad joked while Ram finished his set and toweled off.
"Can't, man. I gotta finish my workout, and then I have some proposals to look over," Ram replied.
"So what's this all about?" Brad asked. "You turned the back of the warehouse into what's probably the nicest gym in the city in a matter of days for your own personal use, and you've been back here working out like a madman every night since.”
“Can’t a guy have a hobby?” Ram asked rhetorically.
“That’s a hell of a lot of money to spend on a hobby,” Brad said flatly. “Say, this isn't about that doorman who stood up to you last weekend, is it? What, are you afraid there's another dog in the yard? Another ‘cock’ in the henhouse, so to speak?" he prodded.
"No, I just want to get back into competitive bodybuilding again," Ram replied. "I was thinking about taking a sabbatical and..."
"You CAN'T take a sabbatical," Brad interrupted. "Tomaso is already on sabbatical taking care of his sick mom in Italy and..."
"I know that," Ram interrupted in turn, "and since I can't do that, I figured I could at least have my business and my hobby in the same place to make it easier to work on both.”
“You ever hear of 24-hour gyms?” Brad asked sarcastically.
“It’s not all bad,” Ram explained. “If we ever decide to move our firm to another location after I retire from bodybuilding, I can donate the building and all this equipment to the city and get a tax write-off. Now that this whole area is being gentrified, the value of the building is going through the roof, which will give me a bigger write-off.”
“Tax write-off?” Brad asked suspiciously. “Why take a write-off when you can just sell the building and make a whole lot more money?”
“Not everything’s about money, Brad,” Ram replied. “It’s about giving back. This place can be a community rec center like it was when my grandfather used it as a community boxing gym a long time ago. Plus, all the people moving down here will need a place to work out, so it’s a win-win situation for everyone."
“Well, it's not like you're strapped for cash or anything,” Brad replied, “so I guess the small fortune it must've cost you to put all this together just to indulge a hobby must be worth it.”
“It’s worth it to me,” Ram stated, “so that makes it money well spent.”
“Good for you, then,” Brad said. “A lot of our clients already consider you eye candy, and if all this equipment turns you into a king-size version of eye candy and gets us more business, so much the better!"
Brad then turned to leave. "Joel and I will lock up out front," he called as he walked away. "Are you sure you don’t want to grab a quick shower and join us for all kinds of delicious, fattening, unhealthy foods before you start dieting for your next competition?”
“I’m good,” Ram replied. “Thanks for the offer, though.”
“You have fun lifting heavy weights with those thunder thighs," Brad joked as he disappeared through the doorway.
Ram finished his workout and went to his sparkling new locker room to disrobe and take a shower. As he undressed, he received a text message from Brody. The two musclemen had remained in contact all week, but the only time their schedules allowed them to meet was to film a car commercial that Ram was scheduled to be in. He pulled some strings with the director to get Brody included in the shoot and earn his new friend some extra cash.
"I call them The Chains of Fate, keeping with the whole zodiac/astrology theme," Brody responded.
"Brilliant!" Ram texted back. “We can use them to chain one member of the tag teams we face to the ropes while we beat up his partner. Or pretend to choke people out with them like Hercules Hernandez did back in the day!”
"So you ARE an 80s pro wrestling fan!” read Brody's immediate reply, followed immediately by, “This is gonna be so awesome!"
"Have you talked to Cody and Ryan yet?" Ram texted, then added, "I'd feel a lot better working with you in Rival if they knew what was going on," to his message.
"I'm meeting with them next week," Brody texted back. Ram noticed that Brody only said he was "meeting with them" but didn't mention anything about talking to them about his involvement in the new promotion.
"Good. BTW, I turned the ring area into a full gym. Getting bigger and stronger to take you down!" Ram texted, adding the flexed bicep emoji.
"You saying you want a shot at the title?" Brody texted, along with a picture of a championship belt and a winking smiley face.
"So bad I can taste it!" Ram texted in response.
"The only thing you’ll taste is my dick in your mouth when I beat you again, lol!" Brody texted, causing Ram to laugh.
Brody then texted a picture of Ram in his bodybuilding prime with a message that said, "I found this pic online. Where is THIS guy? I wanna wrestle him!"
"You're not the only one working hard," Brody replied with a picture of himself at the local gym.
"Maybe. TTYL," Brody replied.
Ram set his phone in his locker and continued undressing. "Don't let us down, Brody," he said aloud to himself. "Do the right thing."
The End
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Optional "It was all just a dream" Ending
Brody snapped awake in his bed to the buzzing of his cell phone on his nightstand. Ram's words of "Do the right thing" still echoed in his head. It took him a moment to recognize that he was in his bedroom. His TV and DVD player were on the menu screen of The Cave match between Super Soldier and Ram, and he noticed his sheets were completely soaked with sweat and the cum from multiple emissions since he always slept in the nude. Only then did Brody remember that he was watching the Super Solider/Ram match before drifting off to sleep. The DVD must have continued playing while he was asleep and returned to the main menu once the match was over.
Brody then came to a terrible conclusion: His entire encounter with Ram had been just a dream – a very vivid dream spurred by a combination of subconsciously listening to his favorite Ram match while he slept and his guilty conscious weighing on him for keeping his involvement with Rival Pro Wrestling a secret from his friends. Brody placed a pillow over his face and screamed with rage and sadness into it while he pounded his mattress with his fist as he came to accept that the greatest night of his life was nothing more than the best wet dream he'd ever had.
Brody then heard his phone make a sound notifying him he had a missed call. The buzzing from his phone ringing awoke him from his sleep moments ago, but by the time he gained his senses his phone had already gone to voicemail. He picked up the phone and checked the screen.
"1 missed call: Cody," the screen read.
He quickly dialed Cody back but got Cody's voicemail.
"Cody. Hey, it's Bro. Sorry I missed your call. Look, man – there's something I need to talk to you and Ryan about..." he said, then smacked himself on the head since he still didn't know how he was going to break the news to them about Rival.
"... or not. I don't know," he rambled. "Just call me anytime, alright?"
As he was about to hang up, Brody thought of something he never considered before: He knew the guys who knew Ram – the REAL LIFE Ram. He didn't know if the real Ram who wrestled for The Cave was anything like the wealthy, smart, kind-hearted person as the Ram in his dream, but he knew from the wrestler's stats on the DVD that the guy was almost identical to himself in size and build and could therefore give him the type of muscle-on-muscle match he longed for.
"Oh, and you gotta get me a match with Ram,” he continued in his voicemail to Cody.“Like, as soon as possible," he added before pressing the screen to end the call.
Wow, just..blimey! Loved it. The back and forth, the sex, the muscles, the everything :D Thank you so much for this!
ReplyDeleteYou should thank Alex for this, too, Sharlin. After all, it's his characters I used while emulating his ongoing narrative and writing style. I also wrote this story as a gift just for him for all the hard work he does for us, and it was he who decided to share it with the world!
ReplyDeleteI'm very glad you liked my tale. I can see why Alex likes getting comments so much because your comments have really touched my heart -- especially after all the work that went into writing this thing and finding and editing all those pictures! This story has consumed a significant amount of my free time for nearly a year, and I even found myself thinking about it quite often while at work when I should've been focusing on my job! This was my first attempt at writing a story, so it makes me feel very good that both you and Alex liked it so much! :)
May I ask which ending you preferred? I liked the original ending initially, but I find myself liking the "dream ending" much better now. For one, we've all experienced those devastating moments when life seems perfect and everything is happy only to have it all come crashing down when the alarm clock goes off or the phone rings and we realize it was all just a dream. It's literally soul-crushing! Also, the "dream ending" sets up the potential for an alternate version of the match between Brody and the "real-life Ram" that would allow us to experience things all over again! Lastly, the "dream ending" undoes any changes the story made to Alex's canon in case he didn't want to take the characters in the direction I took them.
It's my sincere hope that this story inspires others to write, too. Who knows how many amazing stories are out there yet to be told?!
Thank you again for all your praise!
- JS
Wow. This was an epic. Congrats to the writer for really doing such a superb job. I can't imagine how it must have been to not only get the inspiration but then to write it all in such a way that it's exciting and fun, while keeping in line with Cave characters. Then the amount of images and editing!!! I mean! Exhaustion!!! Good luck in your future writing.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Fricks! I'm a big fan of your site, so having you compliment my work is a real honor!
Delete"Epic" was exactly what I was going for with two so evenly-matched musclemen. This story has been such a big part of my life over the past year, and it makes me very happy to see people are enjoying it!
- JS
Hoy wow thanks JS!!! That's cool! Feel free to stop by my Tumblr and say hi !!!! It's been quiet over there but let's see how I feel like things should go!
DeleteThe amount of love and work going into this epic story is staggering. You love the characters, and it shows. (And I love them, so I appreciate it!)
ReplyDeleteI WANT to say I prefer the non-dream ending, because I like a happy ending. "Leave the theater feeling good." But the dream ending is definitely relatable--what's more depressing than waking up to reality from a really great dream? And as you say, the "dream" aspect is a great way to preserve canon in case things go another way in The Cave. So as to which ending I actually prefer, I guess I'm a solid "Don't know"! :)
Thanks for the story! Keep writing!
Thank you, Sean! I'm glad to see there are people out there who care about these two characters as much as I do and that those same people feel I "did right" by them. It was a ton of work but a true labor of love!
DeleteAlex has put so much work into building his universe, and I didn't want to upset anything he had plans for, so I created the dream ending as an out. Although I like to think that Brody and Ram became good friends after this, the anguish of the dream ending ended up being much more relatable. (Plus, it sets up a potential rematch in an alternate setting if anyone ever wanted to tackle the project!)