Full Moon Cockfight - Stevie's blog Cockfight Story

In an old abandoned house, the two men entered the room, both shirtless and barefoot. They
stripped off all their remaining clothes and faced each other. The old floor was dark and dirty, like
the cockfight that was going to happen between them. The full moon lit the large room up. As they
sized each other up, both were around 5'11" and slim, at around 160 pounds, and they exuded
powerful male sexuality. Each daftar sabung ayam of them had smooth tanned bodies. As both of
them were in a sex funk, their cocks were already turgid, dangling downwards, over 4 inches of
meat.

They were breathing heavily as their bodies pumped powerful hormones that would drive them
insane with lust and the desire to defeat the other. Each gazed silently at the other's body, taking in
the sight of the long slender figures. Watching each other as they moved, seeing the leg muscles
alternately tighten and loosen as they moved toward judi sabung ayam each other, genitals slapping
back and forth in the 90 plus degrees of the room.

They circled slowly, coming to a crouch and then simultaneously charging each other, the slap of
flesh striking sweaty flesh echoed across the room. They immediately went into dual bear hugs,
grunting and cursing, attempting to crush the air out of each other, groaning as they squeezed each
other. Their barefeet kicked at each other. One hooked his right leg sabung ayam around the back of
the other one's left leg, knocking both of them to the floor. Both men then locked and twisted their
tan legs around each other in a powerful hold. Each one could feel his opponent's hot cock and balls
grinding against his own. While their lower bodies were locked together like this, they continued
their bear hugs.

They both had one arm under and over their opponent. Smooth, hard bodies ground into each other
and each could feel the other's hot breathing as they rolled across the floor. As they rolled back and
forth in fierce combat, the two wrestled and were in a major cockfight. You could see between their
legs easily because of the dual leg lock; their cocks and balls were entangled together as if they
were in a separate battle. Each cock probed the other man's nether regions. At times a penis would
get caught in between the others ass and then the other, feeling it, would tighten his buttock
muscles and pull back, trying to rip at the other man's organ. There was a mixture of high pitched
yelps and low growls filling the room.

Each male could feel the heat and pressure as the other's buns and anus grinding against his
swollen member, causing it to grow even larger from the sensations. As one strained his hips
backwards trying to pull his cock out of the vice-like grip, his cock's skin was raked and stretched
across the rock hard muscles, skin and leg and pubic hair. Grunts slowly turned to roaring as they
battled back and forth in the hot stud fight. Sweat covered their bodies, and sex juices from their
dicks were smeared around their crotches and upper legs as they rammed and ground against each
other.

Their legs wrapped tightly together as they knotted and strained. Both men's upper torsos were
grinding into each other so that each could feel the other's muscles flexing and tightening as they
slowly rolled to and fro. Pools of sweat formed in their navels and then ran out as first one then the
other rolled over to the top position.

The deadly holds had drained strength from each other, so they finally separated for the first time in
over twelve minutes of incredible display of raw power and male sex. As they broke apart, sticky
sounds could be heard and streamers of pre-cum stretched and dangled from each cockfighter. Both
breathed heavily, as their penises were now pulsating and surging. One lunged forward and caught
the other in a brutal headlock. The other male pounded him around the stomach, but nothing could
loosen the grip. The exertion caused their cocks to get even harder, now both of them were at full
erection. They staggered around the room, muscles flexing and knotting, cocks jutting out and
testicles swinging back and forth. Finally, because of the sweat and by jerking backwards suddenly,
the two were again separated.

They started to circle each other again, panting like animals in heat. The floor they fought on was
now getting slippery from the sweat and pre-cum that had been dripping from them. Sticky sounds
were made as their dirty barefeet stepped in the drops on male liquid and sweat. As they came
together this time the fight seemed different. Now that both had tested each other and found that
they had found themselves equal in strength, the fight turned in a new direction.

Both of them grabbed each other by the hair on their heads with their right hands, while their left
hands reached down and worked over each other's erections. For almost another ten minutes this
went on. The men's heads were jerked back and forth while cocks were twisted and pulled upon.
They instinctively knew the importance of damaging the other's manhood. Neither male wanted to
be raped so fingernails dug deep into each other's cocks in an attempt to scratch and possibly cut
the large vein. If a foe's cock could be severely injured it would not be able to maintain its erection
and therefore would be unable to penetrate the other fighter. More grunts and moans followed as
each felt the pain from the other's attack. Tearing sounds could now be heard as blood began to run
down one of the fighter's leg. His rival had found his mark, using his longer, sharper nails. The
bleeding fighter moaning in agony as he knew his penis had been severely mauled. The dominating
fighter grabbed the base of his rival's bleeding cock and pushed, while jerking his opponents head
forward. As they fell to the floor, he let go and snapped his long muscular legs around the other's
head in a powerful head scissors. But almost as quick, the other man made the same move on him.
Both were facing the others front.

The two enraged bulls found themselves in a sixty-nine position and rolled back and forth across the
slippery floor. You could no longer see who was who as both men had transformed into what looked
like a single mass of legs, bodies, arms and sex organs. Inside the hold, each fighter tormented the
other. Their heads were jammed between each other's legs high up on the thighs. Both cocks and
balls were pressed against the others chest, neck and face. The combined odors of male sex, blood,
and sweat assailed their senses. This, combined with exertion and the heat from their bodies, caused
the most powerful erections they had ever felt. Each felt the urgent need to crush his opponent and
plunge his throbbing meat deep into the others ass in victory.

Because the fight had gone over twenty minutes both men felt the burning need to piss. To satisfy
this, one combined his relief with additional torture to his opponent. He relaxed his buttocks slightly
and the burning hot urine sprayed out of his cock. The piss flowed over the other's stomach, chest,
neck and head; mingling with the other juices that covered them both, adding to the burning torture
of the other. The male with the injured cock tried to reciprocate but could not. His cock had been
badly cut by the other's long nails. It began to lose its hardness and blood continued to run from the
wound. The bizarre hold continued as they rolled all over the filthy floor. They were now covered
with cock drippings, sweat, blood and urine.

To add to his injured opponent's pain, the one male began to dig between his ass, probing for and
finding his anus deep inside. But as he inserted a finger into his opponent, he received the same
treatment. The fighters dug into the other, each had his lower legs and feet crossed to get even
greater pressure on the others head. Again, the fighter with the longer, sharper nails was doing
more damage to the other's ass. He was scratching the walls of his foe's rectum and stabbing the
prostate gland. The one on the losing end cried out as blood dripped from his opening. Powerful leg
muscles on both fighters stood out in bold relief. They began to jerk their bodies, hoping to get even
tighter holds, but the burning sweat and piss was too slippery and they were unable to continue the
hold, slipping away.

Finally, the one saw his chance. As they broke apart, he opened his legs briefly and as the other
moved away holding his damaged cock, slammed them together again, only this time across the
chest. He locked his barefeet together and poured on all his remaining strength. He leaned back on
his elbows and then twisted the other back and forth, squeezing all the while. The captured victim
responded with desperate strength, prying against those wet squeezing legs, pounding and punching
his rival's stomach. They both started tearing at each other's pubic hair, slapping each other,
yanking on their throbbing cocks, but nothing would break the hold. It was clear he was weakening.

The emerging victor released this hold and got behind his hurt, exhuasted opponent and achieved a
full nelson. This move made the victim desperate. The two nude sweaty men struggled to the upright
position, still locked in the full nelson. His cock was not as hard as before but still turgid, dripping
pre-cum and blood from the wound. He groaned in agony. The winning fighter's cock was still
completely erect and absolutely rigid; both their balls were dangling down and dripping with sweat
and piss. Milky liquid continued dripping from both cocks and sweat was everywhere. The entire
room was heavy with the smell of raw musk. As the struggle went on they fell again, but the hold
continued. They rolled over so that they were face down.

The man in the superior position put his feet inside of his opponent's and struggled to spread his
legs apart. A leg fight now took place as muscles strained to overcome the other. The bottom fighter
knew this was his last resort. If his legs lost this battle, his hole would be exposed. Grunts and
groans filled the room as the intense struggle ensued. Finally the tired legs of the male on the
bottom slowly began to part. The stronger fighter arched his back and as his cock slid down between
his foes buttocks he pressed forward. Slowly his hard cock forced its way into the other's wounded
ass. The bottom wrestler fought back by using his anal muscles to try to crush the invading cock.
Both men began bucking and slamming into each other in a fierce battle of sexual dominance. But
the erect penis slowly ground in one inch after another, lubricated with sweat, urine, blood, and
dripping semen. It was incredibly tight and blazing hot. The bottom fighter could not keep his rival's
invading cock out, he groaned in despair and humiliation. The enemy cock sank deep into the other,
and they rolled over onto his back, affording an incredible view of the two men locked together as
one. The stronger wrestler's cock was sunk up to the balls. Now that he was in total control, the
victorious male began to slowly fuck the loser, pulling his cock out and then slamming back in. You
could see the cock gleaming with drippings and ass juices as it plunged in and out. As he drove in
and out of his opponent, the helpless victim's bleeding cock leaked a slow and steady stream of
semen. After several minutes he had a fierce orgasm and his wounded cock sprayed cum over all
over.

The victor continued to instinctively thrust his cock in and out of the tight asshole of the other man
who met him thrust for thrust. He screamed loudly as you could see his cock and balls surging and
pulsing as he filled the others ass with his hot liquid. He continued to keep his defeated rival in the
hold. The loser was humiliated. He tried to break away but was too weak from the intense fight. The
winner's legs continued to be intertwined around his foe's legs, keeping them spread open while also
keeping him in the full nelson on the bare floor. His hard cock was still inside the tight hole of his
victim. Blood began to drip from the loser's ass from the brutal rape.

The once proud fighter began to moan as his arms and shoulder's ached from the painful full nelson
hold. He looked down his tan shinny torso and saw his once perfect penis, now red and swollen, still
bleeding from the earlier attack. His long, smooth, tanned, and muscular legs were bloodstained and
still tangled up in his hated rival's legs, being forced apart and cramping from the hold. His barefeet
were dirty and bloody as his toes wiggled when he tried to free his cramping legs. He could not
believe what had happened. How could he have lost this sexfighth

He felt his enemy under him begin to stir again. The hold began to tighten as more burning
sensations came from his anus. To his dismay, his rival began to fuck him again, the cock still hard
inside him. Instinctively he tried to resist but was too weak. This time it hurt more as his anus was
raw from the last rape. He could hear the sounds of his opponent's cock sliding in and out as skin
and blood with sweat collided. He could feel the blood draining from his torn asshole. His captor
breathed heavy and grunted with each thrust. The humiliated wrestler moaned, making high pitched
sounds as the fucking went on for over 20 minutes. He was too tired to fight back. He had become a
fuck slave with no will of sabung ayam his own.

The winner finally achieved another large orgasm. He stayed under the loser for several more
minutes in a warm puddle of fluid. Both were exhausted from the battle. Finally, their bodies rolled
over and the defeated male was on the bottom. The winner pulled his sore cock out and slowly stood
up. His body from the waist down was stained from his victim's blood. The loser's ass hemorrhaged
and continued to leak blood. There was a large puddle of blood where they had been struggling. The
defeated male laid motionless, passed out from the terrible loss. He would never make a full
recovery. The conqueror slowly walked out of the room and house, into the moonlit night, naked.