ATLAS VS BRAYDON JACOBS

ERIK ATLAS: After a long hiatus the ring is open in the south Hall Arena of the Jackpot Cyberfighter Paradise - able to seat 2200 men, the place is close to capacity. I been waiting for this match against the blond hotshot Braydon Jacobs... Have to say I got the south doors open as well so when we're done the loser is guest in the dungeon playspace where things get rough... walking in my house announcer hits the lights and my music CULT OF PERSONALITY by Living Color; I walk into the Hall and the place is respectful. "STANDING at SIX FOOT FIVE, weighing in at two HUNDRED and NINTY six pounds, the Giant from Texas... ERIK ATLAS!"
I strut in wearing my blue and fire yellow striped loing briefs; under armor sprayed on tight showing every inch of me including an 8.5x5" cock and hefty package. 61" chest, 23" arms, wide back and size 15 boots; I strut in and slowly take my place center ring, touching men all the way down the aisle. I GET IN THE RING AND WAIT FOR MY OPPONENT...

BRAYDON JACOBS: I have been eager to take on big Atlas for a long time. Determined to prove that the smaller man can take this muscled stud down.
BRAYDON JACOBS: I got invited to Jackpot just for this opportunity. The house champ gets to enter the arena first. Suddenly there is a crack of thunder followed by a lion's raw. I charge through the curtain.
BRAYDON JACOBS: 28yo, 6-0, 190 lbs of lean tight muscle. Wearing blue leather speedos with a white trim. Brave? across my ass, barefoot.

BRAYDON JACOBS: I see you already in the ring and i make my way through the aisle, getting felt up by everyone as i get to the ring. I leap up to the apron, and hop over the top rope. staring you down. yt

ERIK ATLAS: You come in, handsome blond looks; fearless... maybe even been dropped on his hed a few times too many to be scared of me properly... I close with you, heard the terms for this match, "Submission, KO or utter destruction" the contract made me smirk... ok we can do that ... the house seems ready for this... I step forward, huge chest and core flexed for the punk... hand out to shake like a man...

BRAYDON JACOBS: You move up to me, I step forward. Pressing my chest against yours. "You ready to get demolished bigboy?" I growl out. I clasp your hand, gripping you tight as I shake the big man's hand. I step back, shaking out my arms. Flexing a bit for the huge crowd. yt

ERIK ATLAS: The crowd holds its collective breath as we shake hands fair and square... I grin at your threat..."Aint sure I need all that prep..." yu feel a wall of heat from me, 100 pounds of more muscle that u... but something to be said bout yur courage... the bell sounds and my HAND closes the 6' between us with a single lunge GRAB yur head pull forward and push BACK explosively rocking you back hard!... huge arm powers you back threatening to tumble yu on yur ass... "Bring it baby boy...."

BRAYDON JACOBS: The bell sounds and you grab my head, pulling me forward then backwards. I fall back, rolling backwards with the push, using the momentum.
BRAYDON JACOBS: I plant my feet, and lunge forward and low. My shoulder slams into your knee, knocking it out from under you. yt

ERIK ATLAS: yu HIT my leg knocking my legs out and I fall forward on TOP of yur back driving your face down to the mats... yu feel thick heavy muscle weighing down hard on your back and my arms slide around your torso and legs sprawl back... arms SQUEEZE down tight...working my legs under me to stand.....

BRAYDON JACOBS: your weight on my back as you wrap your arms around my waist. You start planting your feet and pull me to my knees. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I get my feet under me... feeling your smooth skin over that muscle back... tempted to lick you like candy... sweet looking man I would love to fuck... SQUEEZE good and tight with 23" arms... "Remember boy the dungeon is open... I'll be taking you there for respect lessons after... see what noises u make for me...
ERIK ATLAS: plant my feet and LIFT you off the mats head pointing down...

BRAYDON JACOBS: you taunt me as you squeeze my body. "fuck you bitch" i growl. You stand up, holding me in the upside down bearhug. my 9 incher rock hard in my leather speedo.
BRAYDON JACOBS: have to get free. I swing both elbows hard into your sides. trying to break free. yt

ERIK ATLAS: Yu flail and hit my sides... (breaking free huh...? wish granted i think...) lift AND slammm! PILEDRIVER drop s u to the mats... BJ got a rough start to this show.... yu see me standing as yu try n recover on the mats on yur back, my boot nearly standing on yur face

BRAYDON JACOBS: You lift and slam my back down onto the mat with a powerbomb (not a piledriver muscleman haha) UGHHHH!
BRAYDON JACOBS: Looking up at you as you grin down at your work. Your lift your foot to plant on my face. I roll away at the last second to the ropes to get some distance. yt

ERIK ATLAS: yu hit the mats hard and roll yur eyes.. yu roill to the ropes.... awww com on boy where ya going... close where u roll and grab the top rope JUMP and DROP both size 15 boots 296 pound CRUSH into your back hard!!

BRAYDON JACOBS: You follow after me. grabbing the ropes and leaping. Drilling my back with your full weight. AFRGHHHHHHH FUCKKK! I yell out. yt

ERIK ATLAS: standing on the small of yur back working your body hard... The great braydon... I get off yu and PULL yu up by your hair... TEXAS WHIP hard into the opposite corner... yu rocket with a hard spin and SLAMMMM into the far corner with your feet barely running the mats...

BRAYDON JACOBS: You grab my mane and pull me up. I groan from the soreness in my back. You grab my arm and whip me hard into a corner. My back slams with a sick thud. ARGHHHHH! I hang in the corner. back on fire, arms over the top ropes as i watch you. yt

ERIK ATLAS: Slanty smirk as u look dead scarecrow in the corner...aint sure Imma believing that... I slowly close into the corner - I GRAB yur left pec hard in my right hand grip and LIFT!! other hand grabs yur leg holding you there... turning to the center of the ring...

BRAYDON JACOBS: You move in, grasping my thick pec in one hand and my leg in the other. you pull me from the corner, turning us. I grab your head and slam you with a hard headbutt to your nose. THUDDDD yt

ERIK ATLAS: u SLAM my nose... dont save u from a 9' drop... in fact gets you one without any control... yu SLAM to the mats dropping back holding my face

BRAYDON JACOBS: My back slams into the mat as you back away holding your face. My back is still on fire. But I have to do something to slow you down.
BRAYDON JACOBS: I roll out of the ring to the apron. I grab your ankle, and yank your leg out from under you so you fall forward onto your chest and face. I pull your leg out and swing, slamming your ankle into the steel post. yt

ERIK ATLAS: AWUGHHH... slammed face down... knee rung hard on the post... FUKKK... i KICK hard to get my leg free from that grip... rolling to come out of the ring...HIT the floor... scrambling to get up

BRAYDON JACOBS: you break free  of my grip and roll out of the ring. You start to get up when i grab your hair, I step to the side, grabbing your briefs and toss you shoulder first into the post. CLANGGGG yt

ERIK ATLAS: Just off balance enough to get manhandled by this fucker... HIT the post... hands up to spare my head but slam on my shoulder... i GRAB the post and mule kick behindf me... BIG BOOT nailing you hard in the solar plexus!... hit my knees on the floor... shit that hurt... getting up

BRAYDON JACOBS: your boot slamming into me OOOOOFFF!! I stagger back from the hit. gasping for air. I see you on your knees. I charge at you, grabbing your head and bulldog your face into the floor. yt

ERIK ATLAS: UGHHHHH face down hard on the cement... BAMMMMF!... head ringing hard from that one... blood running down my face.... OK... u little... shit...getting up and grabbing your shoulders shoving you into the security rail.... staggering for the ring...

BRAYDON JACOBS: I start to stand when you shove me into the railing. My hands grasp them to brace the impact. I turn and see you staggering for the ring. I run, leaping up to the apron with both feet aimed at your jaw. yt

ERIK ATLAS: yu leap aiming a fast dropkick at my head... arms up to defend... yu NAIL my arms, sparing my face but the momentum knocks me back to the floor... GRRRRR... getting frustrated... yu drop with the kick.. I reach out long arms and GRAB yu... wrist.. pULL in hard and NAIL yu a good one FIST in the nose... both men sprawled on the floor.... getting up....


BRAYDON JACOBS: my running dropkick knocks you onto the floor. I start to mive but you grab my wrist and slam a hard punch to my nose. GAHHHHH! I collapse to the floor, nose bleeding. I grab the apron to pull to my feet as i watch you carefully. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I slide around the corner of the ring getting in the adjacent side, getting to my feet, wiping blood outta my nose and mouth with my forearm... stepping back waving you into the ring....


BRAYDON JACOBS: You move away to the opposite of the corner. I roll into the ring, pushing up to my feet. Blood on my lips as i wipe them with my hand. Waiting for you to come back in. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I'm already in the ring... SO tempted to tap yur shoulder and say BOO... instead I think I want to get closer to this troublemaker... HUGE arm snakes around yur neck from behind, I clamp on a HARD sleeper and LIFT yu off the mats inches as the grip clamps hard on your head n neck... huge chest on yur back. clamp of muscle and power LEECHING away the power of yur smaller body

BRAYDON JACOBS: you get behind me, your arm around my neck as you lift me up off the mat. I growl out as you squeeze my head. no way can i let you put me out. As my feet dangle, I swing my leg, slamming my thigh into your crotch. My elbows swing back into your ribs at the same time. yt

ERIK ATLAS: Yu thrash hard trying to nut me... manage to not hit with yur ham... I take the elbow shots... I SHAKE YU LIKE A DOG TOY and drop to my ass...dragging you down with me HUGE legs swallow yur body and lock around you.... CLAMP tight....

BRAYDON JACOBS: ARGHHHH! You drop to your back and scissor me with your headlock
BRAYDON JACOBS: I buck in your grip trying to break free from the big man. My 9 incher leaking big time in my leather speedo. I keep slamming my elbows into your ribs hoping to break free. Gasping for air. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I flex hard as I can, been a fullback for a Big 10 school.. I can take hits... and know I have to take a few... story is can yu take a SQUEEZE.... yur ass grinding on my crotch... OHHHHHmahgawd... sure want some of that
ERIK ATLAS: LEGS SNAP TIGHT and you find tru power of the Atlas Deathsqueeze!... yur fighting out of the arm lock on your throat but the legs cutting you in HALF!

BRAYDON JACOBS: your sleeper loosening allowing me some air. Then...AGHHHHHH! I yell as you flex your legs squeezing my AWESOME core.

ERIK ATLAS: yu SLAM my jaw... rockin my head... legs open and then SLAM shut on your again crushing your waist carving INCHES from your waist... yur chest looks freaky as yur waist is cut down so small... red faced yur handsome voice all squeaky with the life-leeching crush cutting you in half...hand PALM SLAPS yur ear BAMMMM a bomb off in yur ear....

BRAYDON JACOBS: Your legs loosen, but just an instant before you clamp shut again AGHHHHHH! I yell out. i try to buck out but you slam my ears FUCKKKK! Dazing me. breathing heavy. yt

ERIK ATLAS: The daze from the shot gives me what I want... yur ab wall is a handsome thing to admire on any fucking day.... but now yur dazed the flex crumbles for a bad crucial second... FLEX A BURST of crushing power through your defenses... the SQUEEZE on yu is unreal.... I grab yur junk..."Nice package... yu wanna date? First date's rough man but after that yull love me..."SQUEEZE >>>tighter... "Time to quit boy or I'mm gonna break yur guts and rupture yur stimach...GRIP yur junk as I crush u bad

BRAYDON JACOBS: You crush into me even deeper, making me roar in pain. You grab my 9 incher in my speedo, working my bulge as you demand a submission. I shake my head no. whip my head back into your face again, slamming the back of my skull into your nose. BAM BAM CRACKKKKK yt

ERIK ATLAS: yu SLAM my face....UGHFFF!!!... OK... looks like we need to warm up that "Utter destruction"Legs loosen after that shot but still got you tight... I GRAB yur hair in my left hand and DRIVE an elbow into the back of your head!!! AND AGAIN!... then RE-APPLY the crushing body SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEZE!!

BRAYDON JACOBS: you grab my hair, stained with the blood from your nose. ARGHHH GAHHHHH! Your elbow slamming my head followed by your legs crushing me. FUKKKKKKKK! yt

ERIK ATLAS: ELBOW SHOT TO THE BACK OF YUR HEAD AGAIN - BAMMMM!... them PUMP a crushing BURST of pressure into you... and ANOTHER!.... the pumping crush pulses once a second bending yur ribs worse and worse... huge sweat soaked muscle around you...

BRAYDON JACOBS: you ram elbows into my head making me lose more of my concentration as you crush my waist. ARGHHH FUCKKKK! Slapping at your legs trying to hold on, but quickly realizing i am not getting out of this. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I start rocking my legs side to side SQUEEZING deeper by sawing my legs into you...quickly open my legs and SLAM yur gut with a massive fist...BOOOM! yur lunch something u might be tasting agin!.. i KICK u out of the crush and stand...

BRAYDON JACOBS: you saw into my core with those massive legs, then you open up only to slam your fist into my broken down abs. UGHHHHHHHH! You kick me out of your grip. I roll on the mat holding my abs and ribs. breathing heavy. yt

ERIK ATLAS: Standing next to you... FIELD GOAL KICK into your ribs FLIPPING you over!!... Utter destruction? That what we're going for boy?

BRAYDON JACOBS: Agghhhhh fuckkkk i yell out as you kick me in the ribs. you start taunting me, knowing that you have me where you want. my 9 incher bulging my speedo. yt

ERIK ATLAS: About that 9 incher... never believe till I see it... I GRAB yur trunks and PULL them off yur legs... STRIP yu good... grab yur hair and make yu stand...KNEE STRIKE buried into your crushed abdominals LIFTS yu inches off the mats then dumping yu on yur knees.... yu roll in pain... looking that tubesteak over... damm looks just like a 9 incher

BRAYDON JACOBS: you peel off my leather speedo, my 9 inch cock slaps my abs before you grab my mane and pull me to my feet. your knee slams into my abs, lifting me up off my feet and I crash onto my knees holding my abs as I roll in pain. my cock leaking for your enjoyment. yt

ERIK ATLAS: "That an amazing tool boy... too bad it just got u in trouble..." I flip yu fac e down and reach between yur legs and GRAB that junk from behind... GRAB yur hair on the back of yur head and LIFT... yu... UP! Yu fly up and I DROP you over my extended knee! GUTBUSTER!!!... yu slam over my knee into your battered abs...holding you there over my knee GRIPPING yur junk and the back of yur neck..."Gonna quit boy... or do we do utter destructions... this is the only thing that resembles an udder so mnake the call pretty man..."

BRAYDON JACOBS: you force me onto my stomach, grabbing my throbbing meat and my hair as you lift me up. I yell and then sputter as you slam my broken abs onto your knee. AGHHHHHHH! you press me down over your knee. My feet kicking. you ask me to quit. i shake my head. groaning out. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I am amazed... yur either a masochist (which i respect) or strangely hopeful... u dont LOOK like yur on drugs so Imma guessing masochist... I LIFT... ok boy... Utter destruction...I LIFT yu by yur hair and junk to chest level and rush the corner LIFT and TOSS... yu FLY over the top turnbuckle and NAIL the post on the other side DRILLING your guts into the big post BAMMMM... yu tumble off the post, buckle, apron, steps... in a mangling fall to the cement floor....

bcgrapple: Way to go erik!!!!!!!
ERIK ATLAS: (winks at BC)

BRAYDON JACOBS: you lift me up by my balls and hair again, higher as you launch me onto the top of the post. UGHHHHHH! It slams hard onto my abs i fall off, slamming onto the buckles and apron, landing in a heap on the floor. my body bruised and sore. my 9 incher staying rock hard as i kick my feet in pain. yt

alphadanny: damn Atlas is on fire tonight!
jason michaels: wow

ERIK ATLAS: I GRAB the top rope and VAULT over... BIG boots hit the cement next to yur head... stepping over yu I grab yur ankle DRAG yu south to the black door of my dungeon playroom... yu leave a sweaty skid mark as I walk dragging you behind me...smooth painted cement not tearing you up but COLD to touch and rough on your battered body... I walk toward an X shaped cross

BRAYDON JACOBS: you leap over the ropes, landing on the cement. You grab my ankle and drag me to the jackpot's dungeon. I try to resist but most of my strength is gone. you head to the x-cross. my chest heaving for air. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I drop yur ankle and turn...GRAB yur hair and HAUL yu to yur feet... I roughly SLAM a knee into your stomach and wont let u drop this time... LIFT yu and clamp my arms around your body making the sound of two axes chopping into thick wood THUMMF! lift you into my CRUSHING BEARHUG... yur right arm trapped at yur side and yur body being SQUEEEEEEEEEZED brutally... back bending.... ribs on fire... I LICK the side if yur neck burying my face in yur neckline

BRAYDON JACOBS: you release my ankle, and grab my mane. pulling me up. wobbly as your thick knee slams my broken stomach again. AGHHHHH! You keep me standing just to clam your arms around me in your bearhug. GRAHHHHHHHHHHH! I yell out in pain. yt

bcgrapple: Crush the fuck out of him erik!!

ERIK ATLAS: SQUEEZUING deeper and crushing your ribs... yu feel them squeezing out of position and yur body being mangled inside... the crowd is clear and specific... yu need the living fuck crushed out of you... squeezing the life out of you robbing you of precious air, grinding your right elbow into your side painfully... SHAKE YOU making your hair flop like a mop... huge 23" arms, massice 61" chest, wide hooded back and lats flaring the engines of CRUSH engaged... minutes tick by as yur life gets dimmer and dimmer

bcgrapple: Fuck   braydon is done

BRAYDON JACOBS: you flex your muscles, crushing me in your bearhug. bending my ribs. I groan out as my head is on your shoulder. You start to shake me back and forth. my body breaking in your grip. I try to rake your face with my free hand....hoping to get something. yt

ERIK ATLAS: yu RIP at my eyes.... UGHHHHHH bad idea...FURY burning in me... I DROP u and stand on yur dick... rubbing out my eyes....

alphadanny: aw fuck...now he's done it

BRAYDON JACOBS: you drop me in a heap and i gasp for air as you press down on my hardon. AHHHHGGGGG FUCKKK! I yell. I whip my head forward, headbutting your bulge. yt

bcgrapple: Braydon really going to get schooled now!!!!

ERIK ATLAS: Yu come up... wild move nails my junk... DROPS me to one knee.... YU....FUCKER.... BACKhand yur face!!!

BRAYDON JACOBS: my head whips to the side from your backhand. i turn my head staring at you.. my eyes red. I swing a fist across your jaw. It connects but the power behind it is gone. yt

bcgrapple: Oh boy

ERIK ATLAS: yu hit back... both hands grab yur head and SHOVE rolling you ass over hairdo... holding my balls.... getting ...up... grab my riding crop... from the table next to the cross... "OK boy.... u need a whippin..." (many things on the table, Flogger, bullship, belt, chain, nightstick, warburten wheel, needles, bottle of alcohol, strange thing with red and green buttons on it, steel sides)

bcgrapple: Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!
alphadanny: love that collection...grin

BRAYDON JACOBS: you easily shove me backwards rolling me up so my legs are over my head. I try to buck and get fee as you grab a riding crop.
BRAYDON JACOBS: I try to kick your jaw to get free.

ERIK ATLAS: yu swing a wild kick at me... glad i shoved yu away   ...Standing finally off and back from you.... yu never felt this before have yu boy...... slashing swipe at your leg WHACK... an instant red welt slashed on your tanned perfect skin... WHACK...!WHACK...!WHACK...! taking targets as I will your arms, legs, back, shoulders... making yu have to cower to keep from being cropped in the face... then GRAB yur ankle and drag u to the sawhorse...(change in course.... the sawhorse looks like the lumberyard tool, but has a belt on it ... I pick yu up by the hair and DRILL yur gut with my knee again

BRAYDON JACOBS: ARGHHHHH!  I yell out as you slap the riding crop on my thigh. You start to lash me like a crazed man, targeting every part of my body. I ty to protect myself, but you grab my ankle, dragging me from the area of the x-cross. you grab my mane of hair again, lifting me up. Your knee slams my stomach. OOOOOOOFFFF I immediately double over. yt

ERIK ATLAS: LIFT yu by the hair and yu probably note I change some plans... I FLOP yu over the saw horse and belt it over yur back... yu find it mounted to the floor trapping you bent over the saw horse... "I aint sayin yur loseing this... but I feel like I'm winning..." My hands slap over the sides of your head nailing cupped palms over yur ears setting a slapping BOMB off in your skull!

BRAYDON JACOBS: you lift and plant me onto the sawhorse. strapping me to it so i can't get free. The horse mounted to the floor so it doesn't move. I try to reach back to get the belt undone, but your hand slam my ears, bellclap ringing hard FUCKKKKK! My hands fall limp as i groan in pain. yt

ERIK ATLAS: yur arm drop loose and I take my cue... I set the cuffs mounted in the sawhorse on your ankles locking you into your doom a little harder... BIG fist into your ribs reminding you of my bearhug and the damage yu been through... and slow down to strip ... naked... atlas and boots
ERIK ATLAS: slide up behind yur ass...

BRAYDON JACOBS: you clamp my ankles into restraints on the horse. AGHHHH! Your fist slams my ribs. i buck on the horse but no way free as you strip down. feel you against my ass. yt

ERIK ATLAS: my hands slide over yur fine skin...your back... down your ass.... HMMmmmm nice little man... I reach for the riding crop and stepo back... STRIPE yur ass GOOD  WHACK...!WHACK...!WHACK...! three red welts ripped over yur ass... WHACK... one on your back... "Ready for my cock? or more of this boy...?"

BRAYDON JACOBS: I yell out in pain as you strike my ass and back with the crop. You as if i am ready for your cock. "Fucker its not like i have a choice either way." I grunt out. My 9 incher leaking pre down to the floor. yt

ERIK ATLAS: yur cries in pain make my sadistic cock throb something horrible... yup, tonight imma bad man... "I just gave u a choice... some kids just complain...." I GRAB yur arm and hammerlock it behind you and shove yur wrist up between yur shoulder blades as my cock SLIDES into your amazing ass
ERIK ATLAS: FUK
ERIK ATLAS: Braydon...

I don't mind...

ERIK ATLAS: THAT'ssss..... goood....
ERIK ATLAS: My cock is telling me I was a fool for waiting for this prize... yu feel a thick man tool spreadingh you deep and slamming in hard
ERIK ATLAS: THAT ASS
ERIK ATLAS: yes THAT one

BRAYDON JACOBS: you grab my wrist and hammerlock it up my back. I grunt in pain. You line that cock up and slide in. I groan from the sensation as your cock fills my ass. yt

ERIK ATLAS: Hammerfucking youdriving my cock into your ass and WHIPPING yur back with that crop...' You give?"
ERIK ATLAS: "I can do this for hours boy..."
ERIK ATLAS: slashes of fire get ripped into your back and shoulders as yu get fucked hard

BRAYDON JACOBS: you hammer my ass hard with that cock, plowing deep. You lash my back with that crop, making my back striped with welts.
BRAYDON JACOBS: "i Givveeee....Fuuckkk me Atlas." yt

ERIK ATLAS: I drop the riding crop and RAKE my nails down yur back!! slamming yur ass with my cock... head back in the zone loving yur fine ass... one tough masochistic muscleboy... few equal... shaking you harder and harder as i fuck u with deliberate power and brutality... yur ass gonna bleed after this one boy

BRAYDON JACOBS: I yell out as you rake my back with your nails, you slam my ass hard and deep now determined to break me. i flex my ass around your cock. my own rod leaking heaviy, balls tight. yt

ERIK ATLAS: I almost forgot... so many tools I get lost in here... i reach around and open the port in the board in front of you for your cock...shove it in, twist the aperture and yu feel a cool slick FIST of machinery wrap around yur long mantool....KLICK*
ERIK ATLAS: a humming vibration locks around your cock vibrating waves of intense pleasure on your cock....
ERIK ATLAS: "I stole the tech from Klaus..."
ERIK ATLAS: The machine, just a ring set in the board, sucks and vibrates yur shafe as i keep fucking you

BRAYDON JACOBS: you open a port in the horse and my cock gets surrounded by a machine. It starts sucking and working my cock as you fuck me. I start moaning in pleasure from the sensation. OOooooohhhhh yt

ERIK ATLAS: I turn the gizmo on >HIGH< as it hums away at yur moster cock as I treat yu like my breeding bitch
ERIK ATLAS: moaning as my cock leaks ready to churn a good load in you

dane.owen: mmmm dammmnnn what a sight to walk in on

BRAYDON JACOBS: you switch the machine and i grunt out
BRAYDON JACOBS: your cock slamming in my hole. i groan out. "oooohhh fuuckkkkk meeeee," yt

ERIK ATLAS: Rubbing your back..."I got you boy... gonna scratch yur itch deep"
ERIK ATLAS: slamming my cock into you five more times and then my head rocks backj... hips shiver.... and AWUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHYEAAAAAAA!!! CUMSHOT!!!

BRAYDON JACOBS: you slam in hard and deep as you roar out your victory and breed me.
BRAYDON JACOBS: Your cock filling my ass deep, i groan out, the machine taking me over the edge. AGHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKINNN CUMMMINGGGG! my body bucking and convulsing from the sensation. yt

ERIK ATLAS: the gizmo on your cock hums into overdrive making your cock head INTENSELY SENSITIVE after yu cum.... my cock out of you but the gizmo keep on working your cock close to madness....kick off the cuffs on your ankles... and slowly unbelt you... the victory horn sounds...
ERIK ATLAS: the gizmo working your cock into an after cum crazed overload

BRAYDON JACOBS: you keep the machine working my cock even after getting my release. I buck as you unlatch me. the machine working my sensative cock. "ohhhh fuckkkk" yt

ERIK ATLAS: I unbelt you... and pull you off the horse.... pull you into my arms HUGE arms close around you...sweat soaked and cum soaked... yur body whipped and crushed.,.. in a friendly version of the killing vise... "yur mine tonight..."
ERIK ATLAS: holding yur head on my shoulders
ERIK ATLAS: ...
ERIK ATLAS: walking to the exit aisle
ERIK ATLAS: ...

BRAYDON JACOBS: you free me, and pull me into your arms. you hold me up by my ass in your hands as you walk me out of the arena to be yours.
atlas wins

Trying to will myself to take the pain. with your sleeper loosening, I whip my head back into your jaw. yt

ATLAS WINS