Modern Day Warriors. A Story by Dante
Adam groaned and pushed himself upright from the cool tiled wall where his face had been pressed only a second before. His head was swimming and it took a few seconds to remember where he was and why. The alcohol still making its way around his bloodstream made him sluggish now, only an hour earlier it had given him the buzz he had so desperately needed. Several hours earlier he had come into the shopping mall with the aim of getting wasted to forget his truly shitty day at work. He had intended on drinking hard and fast then catching an Uber home to crash out so that morning could come quickly and without any stress. Instead here he was, waking up in the bathroom stall of the dive-themed bar feeling stiff as a fifty year old as he pushed on the wall of the cubicle to get himself upright in the darkness.
Adam was actually a fit 32 year old with a good body which he worked on at least three times a week at the gym. He felt a little better as he left the stall and, after the automatic lighting clicked on, he splashed his face with some cold water at the sink before gulping down a few mouthfuls. He said out loud to the empty bathroom that he `had to stop doing this kind of shit' and pushed his way through the door and into the bar itself. He stopped dead in his tracks as he realised that all the lights in the bar were out and it had clearly closed for the night. "Shit, how long have I been asleep," he muttered. Luckily there were still lights on in the mall, so he could navigate his way easily through the chair-topped tables to the door. He expected some sort of complex security lock on the door and was surprised to find that a simple turn of a Yale lock allowed him his freedom and no sound of an alarm greeted him as he left the bar.
Adam was now looking to find a security guard of some kind to embarrassingly explain his presence in the mall at....he looked at his watch.... 10:30! Before he could gather his thoughts to consider his plan of action a voice called from the first floor balcony across the way. "The fight's this way,buddy. Follow me." With that the middle-aged man practically trotted off as a confused, but desperate to escape Adam, chased across the walkway in pursuit. As he caught up to the man he could here a cacophony if noise up ahead as this branch of the mall opened up into a large central space where four or five of `arms' of the mall met. Gathered round this first floor balcony were hundreds of men,mostly peering over the guard rail chattering excitedly to one another. Despite feeling a little nauseous Adam was curious enough to see what was going on and approached the men at the balcony close enough to see what was so interesting below.
In the middle of the large open area below stood three figures. One, a balding middle aged man, in jeans and a t-shirt, bookended by two tall athletic specimens dressed in the silk robes of a boxer. Adam assumed correctly that this was some kind of illegal bare-knuckle fight he had heard about. Legend was that they would spring up in various places (like shopping malls!) and word of mouth would have people come from miles around to gamble on the outcome. Adam wasn't really into combat sports but thought that this was too good an opportunity to miss for bragging rights over some of his more macho friends. The older guy, he assumed must be the referee and although he couldn't hear over the noise it appeared that the two men were been given instructions from the earnest looking man. The two men turned and walked away and a great cheer went up around him when the fighters threw there robes aside. Adam's eyes became saucers the second he saw that the two men were completely naked. This was not going to be a normal fight.
Both men stood at opposite ends of the open area now with a second man standing behind each of them, rubbing their shoulders and slapping their backs. Adam's prick twitched in his jeans as he drank in the incredible sight of the two naked men jus a few feet below him. The small balding referee took centre stage and looked up towards the crowd as he addressed them. "Gentlemen and gentlemen! Thank you for coming out tonight to see another battle of the continents! To the West we have our representative from Nigeria in Africa!" he shouted, gesturing his hand towards the tall lean figure to his right, cheers and applause rang out from the balcony. The man must have been 6"3 and was super lean without being skinny. He was like a medical study book on anatomy with every single muscle clearly visible and toned to perfection. Most impressive of all was the huge, soft cock and balls that hung lazily down about 7 inches by Adam's (usually accurate) estimation. His cock was now rigid and painfully straining against his jeans as he examined every inch of the jet-black uncut cock. "And in the East", gestured the referee "our European representative from Sweden!" The Swede was probably 6 feet dead and although not as defined as the black man was more heavily muscled. His cock was equally as impressive being a good deal thicker, if an inch shorter than his opponent and with a good overhang of foreskin from the tip. The referee beckoned the two men to him and Adam couldn't take his eyes of the bouncing genitalia of the two men as it swung and juddered with each step they took.
The two men stood toe to toe, eyes locked like only those of two fighters can ever be. A mixture of menace, fear and pure testosterone-fuelled aggression crackled between them. This gave everybody the perfect opportunity to see how the two measured up in the cock department and the two were very well equipped and very well matched. It was now clear that both were completely shaved so as to show the very best of what they had. The cock and balls of the white man actually looked nervous. The huge bull balls had drawn up to the base of the shaft making the cock stick out from his body more, his soft cock looking like an erection many men would be proud of. It actually began twitching as if in anticipation of the impending battle. In stark contrast the huge black dick hung down low, nestled against a toned left thigh and only moved when its owner hopped from side to side second before the big show.
From somewhere unknown came the ding of a lousy sounding bell and then all hell broke loose. A torrent of punches and kicks were flying from the first second; nothing like anything Adam had seen in professional TV fights. Both men would not give an inch, clearly experienced fighters who wanted to get this over quickly. The sound of bone one bone as fist and foot connected with face sickened Adam but the rest of the spectacle had him rubbing his engorged prick through his jeans. Within seconds the swede had a small cut on his eyebrow and blood trickled freely down the side of his face. Kicks thudded into each other's ribs and thighs with tremendous force and seemingly no effort from either fighter to avoid any of the blows. This was not a fight that could not last. Despite the brutality of the conflict Adam could not take his eyes off the genitals of the two warriors. The long thick shaft of the African swung out at right angles to his body's as he aimed a spinning kick at the head of his opponent, his big heavy balls arcing alongside like a medieval mace. The Scandinavian's pale white body was marked all over with reddening blotches where the vicious Nigerian had beaten him. The African was clearly the better fighter at long range and the fight was looking like it would finish in his favour before too long. The pale fighter looked like he was tiring already and had no answer to the superior range of the long-limbed ebony warrior.
After another 20 seconds of the vicious onslaught the Swede dropped to one knee and it looked like this could be the end. The tall black man stepped into deliver the killer blow only to be met with by a leaping white blur, a shoulder aimed at the gut of his opponent. Adam was standing directly behind the swede and got a great view of the rippling muscles in his pale white buttocks and the the pendulous genitalia swinging between his legs as he flew towards his foe. He impacted the black man with his shoulder into his rock hard abs crashing them both to the floor. They landed in a tangled heap and the African let out an audible "ooomf"! The pale assailant was quick to capitalise on his position by grabbing hold of the huge jet black cock and balls of his opponent. The referee didn't flinch...this was truly a no holds barred contest and the Swede began to twist and pull on the huge black shaft and nuts. The black man was clearly in agony and tried to slither out of the death grip whilst punchng viciously at the back of his tormentor's head. The huge black meat now looked to be a throbbing and engorged nine inches, bulging unnaturally, its dark purple tip now protruding from it's foreskin. The sight of the beautiful glistening helmet made Adam literally drool and his own cock strained, bone-hard at the front of his jeans yet again.
The fight was over. The black man tapped out on the shoulder of the white stud and the referee rushed in to split the two apart. The victor leapt to his feet, his enormous cock and balls flailing in the air. Again and again it flopped and whirled in as he pumped his fist upwards and gave a wild victory roar. The crowd screamed their appreciation and Adam noticed that several of the people around him had removed their cocks from their pants and were playing with them in various states of arousal. This made Adam's cock twitch uncontrollably, so he decided to join the party and allowed his rock hard seven incher to spring free of his jeans with the littlest of encouragement. Testosterone filled the air and an almost animal energy consumed everyone who was watching. People were jerking each other's cocks all over the viewing balcony and some were dropping to their knees to suck on the tools of their companions.
Adam couldn't resist taking a look next to him at the rough-looking Latino standing there, a big beefy looking stud who you would usually try and avoid on a dark night. The guy dwarfed Adam in two ways; he was about 6'3" compared to Adams 5'11" and he had a thick 9 inch prick sticking out at right angles from his body. The Latino reaches forward and grabbed Adam's cock roughly and pulled him forward until their pricks touched. He then used both of his enormous, calloused hands to grind and knead the two rock hard cocks together. Adam reached down and joined in the fun. He peeled back the thick foreskin of the beer can sized cock and rubbed the head hard against his own. The sensation coupled with the moaning and groaning surrounding him sent Adam into raptures and in less than a minute both men were oozing precum onto each other's fat cocks. Adam reached down and grabbed the huge balls of his new `friend', rolling them and pulling them down as far as possible, all the time the other man rubbed their shafts together. Adam could feel the orgasm building in his balls and began to pant and gasp but his release was not to come just yet. " The show isn't over", whispered the Latin hunk and released both their cocks from his grasp before turning to face the balcony once again.
Adam was crestfallen and still quivering on the edge of orgasm when the crowd started dropping cocks and walking slowly to the balcony once again. Adam's bright pink dick twitched and throbbed as he eyed all the luscious meat on view, swaying from side to side as their owners walked en masse. Such a variety of dicks on display and all seemed at least as big as Adam's and a lot that were much bigger. One black guy strutted past with his cock swinging almost to his knee and it was as thick as a boy's arm. Adam just wanted to drop to his knees and try to swallow as much as he could of that dark meat. Instead he followed the crowd and, like them, he kept his dick out for the rest of the `show'.
Down below, the two opponents stood at either side of the referee their arms by their sides and still completely naked. The main difference between the two warriors was that the swede's cock stood out a full 9 inches from his muscled torso, the pale foreskin peeling back to partially reveal a glistening red-purple head. He grabbed the shaft hard and squeezed to make is the colour of its big head an even more livid red as it engorged,impossibly, with even more blood. He slowly and deliberately peeled the smooth foreskin back and forth revealing the now glistening head and the look on his face was of pure malice. The Swede's upper lip was peeled back in a smiling sneer or snarl and his eyes burned into the side of his opponent's lowered head. Working that incredible dick up and down with such deliberate force, made it look like the weapon of a gladiator than part of his own body and it was ready to inflict some harm. This the was in stark contrast to the African's cock which still hung lazily down his left leg, magnificent but defeated. As the referee raised the Swede's hand to proclaim him as victor he released his massive meat and the head of his prick hung clear of his foreskin, huge and swollen. The colour of the massive helmet was `angry' and looked ready to deliver some real damage.
The millisecond that the referee released the mighty Swede's hand he spun round and grabbed the back of his dejected opponents head and forced him to his knees with a sickening thud on the hard floor. He then proceeded to smash his cock into the African's face with brutal force, thick, blue, rope-like veins now bulging from the entire length of his shaft. The muscle-bound Nigerian looked totally dejected as the rock hard cock was rubbed hard all over his face, soon to be joined by a monstrous pair of balls grinding into his eyes, nose and mouth. The victim was clearly struggling to breathe and thrashed his head from side to side but his attacker had a vice-like grip of interlocking fingers on the back of his head. The Swede pulled away allowing the African to take a huge desperate breath, before gobbing a huge load of thick spit into the face of his foe and renewing his onslaught even more fervently. This went on for a couple of minutes, the dominant male staring wildly into the air with a look of feral anger in his saucer-like eyes as his slime covered weapon slithered over the face beneath him. Adam stared, wide-eyed, as the foreskin peeled back and forth exposing the huge cock head with every thrust and counter thrust and he felt his own orgasm threaten to explode without even touching his cock.
The swede slowed his rhythm until the top of his exposed cock head rested on the swollen lips of the other man. It was obvious that he was pushing against lips and teeth but the mouth was not for yielding, until the black face was pummelled with a mighty slap which caused both their bodies shake and the white cock to pendulum wildly from side to side. The mouth parted only slightly but that was all the Swede needed as he grabbed the back of his opponents smooth head and pushed, slowly but powerfully, inch after inch of his monstrous cock into a reluctant throat. The kneeling Nigerian was clearly gagging and was pushing his hands against the thighs of his opponent as 5 then 6 then 7 inches disappeared into the spluttering mouth. No matter how hard the Swede pushed the last 2 inches would just not disappear. The standing man started to piston his hips wildly and with great force and the muscles in his forearms flexed as he pulled harder, but still the cock would not disappear. He screamed in frustration and yanked his dick out of his enemy's throat, drawing out a long trail of the thickest saliva that Adam had ever seen. This was closely followed by a stream of puke as the dishevelled black man fell onto his hands and knees, which brought a look of delight to the face of his dominator.
Adam began to worry about the sanity of the Swedish fighter as he laughed maniacally, throwing his head back as he did so. From nowhere he unleashed a vicious kick to the temple of the prone fighter sending him sprawling onto his back. The referee approached but halted and backed away under the fierce glare of the blonde aggressor. The tower of sinew and muscle then literally threw himself on top if the African, body on body, and the wind could be heard leaving the prone man with a great `oomf'. The black man was barely conscious now as the Swede slithered his fat tool up his body and into his mouth. This time the whole of that magnificent cock slipped all the way down the throat that seemed impenetrable only a minute ago. The African suddenly twitched his arms but his shoulders were quickly smashed to the ground under two powerful thighs. The swede was merciless and began to pound the throat like a steel-mill piston. He raised himself into a push up position until only the thick head of his cock remained in the mouth then released his full weight to crash 9 inches deep into the battered throat, his heavy bull balls crashing under his chin.
The black man was broken. After a few throat slams he lay there limply until his head was dragged up off the floor to allow the Swede to fuck his throat much faster. Adam was repulsed by the cruelty of the spectacle but also aroused beyond anything he could remember. He had never seen an ass move so fast as the Swedes did during that brutal face fucking. As sorry as he felt for the big Nigerian he could not quench the desire to shoot his load from his aching balls. He would get his chance soon enough.
Sensing that all fight had drained from the Nigerian, the swede slowly withdrew his slime-covered pipe from his throat and smeared it all over his abject face. He straddled the black man and rolled him onto all fours and, without the slightest hesitation, plunged himself balls-deep into the prone black ass. The black man let out a loud wail and arched his back to more easily accommodate the giant weapon. He then proceeded to pound the boy cunt with such extraordinary force and speed that the legs of the lower man gave way several times, only for him to be hauled up again by the brawny alpha male. This was more like watching animals fuck than two humans and the distorted angry face of the frenzied top only added to this perception. During this pounding Adam was stunned to see that, despite his obvious pain, the black man's cock was now fully engorged. Either the receiver was liking what he was being given or he was being involuntarily stimulated from somewhere deep inside. Either way, his huge cock and balls hung almost to the floor and tip of his swollen cock must have pendulumed about 11 inches from his body, dwarfing even the Swede's monster cock. With every slam of the white meat, their balls slapped together hard and the great ebony cock slapped up against his own belly.
Adam walked around the balcony to get a better look at the face of the black man, his own hard cock unselfconsciously bouncing out in front of him. There was no disguising it, the African was loving the brutal shafting he was getting, the look on his face could only be described as `sweet agony'. His eyes were closed and pained, moans of pleasure came from his 'o' shaped mouth. His aggressor had now changed position to straddle the ribs of his victim and fucked downwards hard into the slick asshole, using the shoulders of the man below him to gain purchase for even more powerful thrusts. This was power fucking beyond anything Adam had ever seen in real life or any porn and the sound of flesh slapping on flesh echoed loudly around the auditorium. Something then happened that astounded everyone watching; the African let out a loud guttural moan and arched his back. His huge pole windmilling wildly beneath him from the force of the anal onslaught started to twitch of its own volition and his huge, low-hanging balls, suddenly retracted to the base of his shaft.
The first volley of cum was huge and shot about six feet in front of the two men, streaking the floor with a thick white load. The site and feel of this made the muscle-bound Swede howl with delight as he continued his pounding with even greater force and speed. With each of his next 7 or 8 deep anal thrusts the gigantic ebony cock spurted another huge gout of cum covering the marble floor in almost a half pint of jism. If the fucking was frenzied before it was now out of control as the muscular white ass moved with blinding speed for a few seconds until every muscle in his body suddenly tensed with a powerful, balls-deep, thrust into the battered ebony hole. The mighty swede collapsed onto his victim and started to shudder and wail as if he was having some kind of a seizure all the time his cock buried into the black ass.
The swede slid off the black man's back and onto the floor, his huge length sliding out thick with cum and ass juice. Both men collapsed onto the floor from pure exhaustion and the whole crowd of people on the balcony let out a huge spontaneous cheer that seemed to go on for minutes. All the while a huge stream of pure white cum trailed from the prone black ass, over his softening cock and onto the floor. Then the fun started again...people began jerking and sucking each other's cocks and kneeding each other's buttocks. Adam saw two men on their knees worshipping the huge black cock he had seen before and soon he was on his own knees choking on the thick Latino cock he had handled. He was doing a good job of the throating the fat prick and giving himself a vigorous jerking when a voice bellowed from below, "cum shower!!!!" Everybody immediately stopped what they were doing and rushed to the balcony's edge. Adam was left alone and on his knees looking rather comical with his cock in his hand and his mouth still gaping, but not wanting to be left out Adam jumped to his feet. Looking over the balcony he was met with the beautiful sight of the two fighters now embracing, there huge soft cocks slithering wetly together as they tongued each other's mouths with intense passion. This seemed massively at odds with the brutality that had been witnessed earlier, but this only added to the arousal factor.
It was seconds before the first cry came from half way round the balcony to Adam's right. "Here, here," called a very average looking guy. Everyone seemed to know what was going on including the two combatants who rushed over to where the man was calling and looked up at him. Firstly, a collection of banknotes rained down on the two men and then Adam noticed that a group of men were jerking their cocks wildly whilst pushing them through the balcony rails. Again these were generally big dicks (was it a prerequisite to get in this gig thought Adam- luckily he was more than adequate to qualify). In less than 10 seconds the first spurt of cum left the cock of a tall thin man with an incongruous looking fat dick. His eyes rolled back in his eyes and his knees buckled slightly as shot after shot of creamy white cum made its way down to the men below.
The two men did their best to catch all of the cum on their faces, some splashing into their open mouths, which they swallowed down greedily. Soon there were more and more volleys of cum shooting down on the men from four or five other cocks and they did their best to get under the cum shower so as to not waste a drop on the floor. This continued for the next 15 minutes or so with shouts from the audience, followed by a cash donation and then a shower of cum. At times it look like there was a sticky indoor hailstorm storm pelting down from the heavens. The two men below slurped cum directly as it fell, or licked it from each other's face and body. They kept the crowd as horny as hell by grinding their muscled bodies together, there now hard cocks sliding against each other's flat bellies.
Soon it was the the turn of the cohort of jerking men surrounding Adam. This was no problem as he had been fit to burst for the last 5 minutes. The stench of sex filled the place and he inhaled deeply as his balls roiled and twitched, ready to release their precious cargo. As soon as the men were beneath him he exploded over the balcony. He had never experienced an orgasm like it, not from jerking off or even the best sex he'd ever had. He looked down, forcing his eyes to stay open and his legs to remain unbuckled as 10 huge wads of cum blasted 6 feet out and splashed down on its target. His cock twitched furiously as he watched the hunks lick and and slurp up his cum from each other's glistening skin. Maybe he hadn't fell asleep earlier this evening but had died and gone to heaven. All the guys around him shot their loads and paid their money in succession and before long all cocks were sheathed safely back into their pants.
Adam watched as the two men below finished their grinding and licking with obvious exhaustion. They embraced one final time then went their separate ways to put on their robes and disappear to a rousing cheer and some rapturous applause. He walked out of the shopping mall through one narrow set of doors into the cool night air amongst a now-quiet crowd; everyone minding their own business. As he looked around him he felt like it was all a dream, that it was like the shared excitement between all these people had never really existed. His still throbbing cock told him different and he silently vowed to fall asleep in a shopping mall at every opportunity in the future.