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Mike was dressed in his tight blue singlet, while Jason was clad in the red of the opposing team. Mike knew he could take Jason for sure. Jason was two years his junior and didn’t have the cockfighting experience that Mike did. Mike, was gay which gave him a psychological advantage. Whenever he faced an opponent, he was always rockhard and thoroughly loved wrestling young men. Straight guys felt repulsed when Mike humped their leg while wrestling. His favorite move was to get them pinned on their back then rub his 8” barely restrained hard cock against what they had between their legs.
Mike came from a wealthy family, and he had shown an interest in cockfighting at a very young age. Although he wouldn’t be able to cockfight until he turned 18, he was allowed to wrestle and took every opportunity he could to learn as much as possible. Mike’s Dad paid a doctor who was a fighting specialist to modify his son to give him special advantages. His muscles were enhanced and he had huge broad shoulders. His humpy ass even made the guys stare at him when he was wrestling. The doctor also modified Mike’s genitals with various implants and some special work done inside him by nannites. He could remain hard for days if he wanted to with no damage ever coming to his huge cock. His balls had also been modified so they could support the increased demand for testosterone in Mike’s body. They were huge, smooth, and hung limply individually in the sac. All of this shone to good effect when Mike was clad in his tight singlet.
Mike and Jason had just started the match and each had a grasp behind each others necks as they grappled for control. As they were moving around, Mike made his hard cock flex inside the singlet. Mike had a lot of conscious control of his rod. Another gift from medical science.
Jason couldn’t help but look down at the enormous cock that was now twitching and pumping seeming determined to bust out of the singlet. That was all that Mike needed, and he easily swept a leg from under Jason. Mike skillfully worked Jason’s head down between his legs placing Jason’s face directly over his crotch. Now Jason would get introduced fully to Mike’s incredible manhood.
Mike made his cock thump and writhe inside the singlet while wrapping his legs behind Jason’s head forcing him to smell and feel the writhing meat against his cheeks. “Fuck no! Cut it out man! You’re fuckin’ getting off on this!” Mike smiled as he was ready for his next surprise. He willed the muscles deep inside his reproductive tract to contract and release a sizable load of precum.
Jason’s reaction was instant. He took a deep breath as if unsure he was really smelling what he was smelling, and sure enough it was the scent of musk mixed with a faint smell of bleach. Jason paniced and started flailing everywhere trying to get looose. But to no avail. Mike’s huge quads held him tight to his crotch.
The referee had started the countdown. The crowd had been cheering anyways, but when they saw the shiny load of precum that Mike had emitted in Jason’s face, they went totally over the top. As Jason heard the ref counting down, he choked down the feeling of defeat and humiliation in such an intimate way.
The Ref finished his count, and Mike released Jason’s head as the ref held up his hand as victor. One of the announcers came over and held a mic to both the ref and Mike. “Mike, that was such a solid victory for you. Jason when down so fast. I know I speak for everyone when I ask you what are you going to do to him in the penalty circle?”
“Oh, I have a very intimate and dominating plan for Jason. I’m going to use a transmission sound on him. It’ll be very pleasurable for me to get to know his cock while Jason will feel penetrated and violated in a way he’s probably never considered.”
The announcer held the mic over by the Ref, “Ref, is he allowed to do that?”
“Yes, as you know before the games begin every fighter has the option to register special gear for the penatly circle. Mike got several items approved, so he’s fine for this.”
The Ref asked Mike, “What’s your choice of restraints?”
“I want him on a St. Andrews cross. And you know how I like to see my opponents thoroughly restrained and unable to move a muscle. I want plenty of leather straps secured on his entire body.”
“Have we even dissappointed you Mike,” the Ref said with a grin.
“No, you guys know your stuff. He’ll look mighty fine bound to the x-frame.”
Jason stood near the circle where he had been defeated, feeling awkward and not knowing what to do with himself. He heard Mike tell the announcer he was about to get a Transmission Sound used on him, but what the hell was that?
The Ref conferred with some men on the sidelines. They were wearing T-shirts that said, “Penalty Staff”. Within minutes the men rolled out the X-frame from below the bleachers and set it to where it was in front of several cameras. The people at home would get close-up shots of the dick that was about to be humiliated and forced to spill its load. The folks at the gym would also get to see everything close-up on large screens in gym.
Once the X-frame was secured so it wouldn’t tip or roll, one of the penalty men put his arm around Jason and led him to the frame. A lot of the penalty staff were gay, and thoroughly enjoyed handling these young men. When they got to the frame, the staffer told Jason to spread his legs and put his hands behind his head. Jason complied.
The staffer ran his hands over the young well muscled man. As the staffer touched him, Jason trapped cock began to grow until it eventually reached a respectable 7 inches. The staffer leaned in to Jason’s face, “The time has come!” Jason’s hands were still behind his head. The staffer leaned in to nuzzle the thick blonde hair in his armpit. It was sweaty and musky. Delicious! The staffer then moved Jason’s arms to hang loosely at his sides. He began to pull down the shoulder straps of the singlet. The staffer ran his hands over Jason’s shiny and thick deltoids.
As the singlet began to fall, a thick matt of blonde chest hair was revealed. It matched the hair on Jason’s head, but Jason’s beard was more reddish blonde. Jason also had very pretty blue eyes. Jason’s background was Irish, and it showed clearly.
The staffer continued to remove the singlet enjoying the lines that defined Jason’s pecs. His abdomen was slightly rippled with darker hairs the led to treasure further down. Now it was time for Jason’s unmanning and first humiliation. The staffer tugged hard and the singlet tried to move past the sizeable interfering cock, but got stuck. The staffer knew what the crowd wanted to see, so he handled Jason’s genitals as roughly as possible. Instead of helping move the cock out of the way, he kept yanking harder and harder on the singlet. The more he yanked the more it racked the cock and balls inside. Jason was panting from the pain. Finally the staffer gave a couple of mighty yanks and the singlet ripped and came off at the same time.
Seeing the now revealed cock and balls bouncing in the air, the crowd cheered. The staffer started caressing the long thick cock and handling it while the camera zoomed in. The staffer ran his thumb back and forth over the pisslit and was rewarded with a few drops of precum. He used it to polish the head while Jason moaned and squirmed.
Finally, the staffer released the cock, and led Jason backwards to the frame. He started with the wrists and buckled straps that covered his arms, chest, waist, then down his legs to his ankles. Jason was clearly not going anywhere, but surprisingly all of the compression turned Jason on. He felt like he was completely consumed by his cock which was still hard and was now throbbing.
Mike approaced him and knelt below him. He admired the thickness and shape of the losing man’s cock. The cameras deepened their shot as he lovingly grasped the cock then pulled it into his mouth. Still grasping the base of the cock so he could control it, he started using his mouth for a variety of maneuvers. At times he was sucking hard at the tip, practically giving the pisslit a hickey, to rapidly going up and down on it. Jason writhed and thrashed in the restraints feeling the pleasure tortuously focused and completely helpless to participate in it. Jason was nearing orgasm and Mike knew it. Just as Jason was about to blow he pulled away completely. “What the fuck?!”
“I had to get you good and relaxed for the sound. Now that you’re dripping with excitement, your urethra will be very relaxed and readily accept the intruder I’m about to introduce!”
“Ref! I’m ready!”
One of the staffers walked onto the mat pushing a small stainless steel cart. On the cart was an extremely long thin rubber rod that had bends at either end. One end looked like it had a computer interface built in with tiny copper disks dotting it all over. There was also a large tube of sterile lube.
Mike nodded to the Ref, and stood facing him. The Ref took the rod and covered it with lube. He then placed the tip of the lube to the mouth of Mike’s cock and squeezed hard. A little bit went in, then seemed to meet with resistance. The Ref pulled Mike’s cock downward and suddenly another spurt of the lube went in. The Ref nodded and grasped the rod. “Are you ready Mike?”
Mike nodded and the Ref grasped the shiny purple head of Mike’s immense cock. He pulled the lips of the mouth apart, and began to feed the tube in. “Mmmmm”, Mike had long since overcome any resistance to the thought of cock penetration and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of the rod sliding more and more into his dick. A camera from below showed the tube as it traversed the underside of the dick moving inexorably deeper.
The tube was quickly sliding in and then all of a sudden wouldn’t slide in any further. The Ref asked Mike, “You want to finish this?”
Mike nodded, “I have to concentrate on opening the insertion lock at the root of my dick. Mike took hold of the rod which still had a large amount protruding. He twisted it back and forth slightly as he closed his eyes. The rod suddenly seemed to snap into a tightly held position and a faint “CLICK” could be heard deep inside Mike. “It’s anchored and under my control now.”
The announcer was fascinated by the rod and how Mike’s dick had been crafted to accept the weapon and completely control it.
The announcer asked, “Is it true you can feel anything that comes into contact with the rod?”
Mike smiled, “Yes, go ahead and touch it if you like. I promise I’ll enjoy the sensation.”
The announcer ran his fingers over the rod. “The rubber is so soft. Yet I can feel deep inside there’s a metal core that won’t let it bend too much. And it seems to be giving off some kind of viscous liquid.”
“Yeah, I can control how much and where on the rod it secretes the liquid. Let’s just say for now, that Jason is in for a major surprise. If I’m right about my hunch, I think he’s going to become one enthusiastic cockfighter when I’m through with him.”
The Ref said, “Well let’s get this show on the road! He’s all yours Mike.”
Mike approached Jason and ran his fingers through his hair for a second. Jason turned his head away. Mike leaned in close to his ear, “Keep breathing. If you feel scared, or it’s like it’s too much for you take deep breaths. I’ll take this slow for you.”
Jason looked down at his cock still bobbing defiantly. Mike pinched the head of his cock to open the mouth a bit. He placed the tip of the rod to the entrance and the rod was big compared to the sphincter. He concentrated for a minute and the rod changed size. It became smaller.
“What the fuck! You can control the size of that thing?!”
Mike nodded. “Yes, and I’m going to start you out easy. But, I plan on stretching you a bit before this is over.”
Jason gulped and continued to stare at his cock like it belonged to someone else. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him.
Mike true to his word pressed the rod to the entrance and it slipped in easily. He put pressure on the head and bent it’s shape slightly to make it easier to navigate the rod from the opening down the angled part of the urethra that led into the canal along the underside.
The rod slowly and inexorably slid deeper and deeper into the large cock. Jason was taking Mike’s advice and breathed out deeps breaths trying not to be afraid. His cock betrayed him and become hard as steel the rod plunged to the part of his cock beyond where the scrotum meets at the base.
Mike looked him in the eye, “How you feelin’ buddy?”
“It’s so tight inside my dick. I’ve never felt anything like it. It doesn’t hurt. Just feels a little weird. It’s really making me feel like I’m submitting to you. I’m totally fucked! No matter how hard I try, I can’t stop it from going deeper into my manhood.”
“Oh, we’re nowhere near the center of your manhood yet. The ride is just starting.”
Mike’s dick was rockhard and dripping. He could feel the inside of Jason’s dick in a similar way to if he had been putting his dick in Jason’s ass. He could feel everything. The velvet softness inside. The tightness of the muscles around the urethra. He was tempted to back off on penetration and just fuck his dick for a while, but he wanted to completely take Jason first.
“The rod is going through your urethra towards the center of your pelvis. You feel so damn hot! I can’t wait until I get to the spot where your urethra makes the turn towards your bladder. After I get around that your prostate is in for a treat!”
Jason knew enough about anatomy to know what Mike was talking about. He’d studied as part of the cockfighter training. The prostate wraps completely around the urethra below the bladder. He’d seen men in training films take things up their urethra and they shivered with delight as the internal pressure was placed inside the prostate. Jason figured there was no way he’d be able to resist it.
Suddenly the penetration stopped. Mike had hit the turn and the rod was not in alignment to round the bend. Jason breathed a sigh of relief thinking he had a reprieve for a few minutes, but Mike had no intention of stopping. Instead he pushed Jason’s dick down. Jason felt it lining up inside of him. Then Mike took a breath and started concentrating. Jason felt the rod suddenly snake past the bend.
Mike seized the opportunity and pushed the rod again. Now it was snaking the rest of the way into Jason. Jason felt the rod enter his prostate and let out a loud moan. He slumped in his bonds as the pleasure overtook him and he stopped resisting.
Mike grinned. He had him right where he wanted him. The rod kept entering and suddenly hit a dead end. Mike was now at the entrance to the bladder . He could have forced his way in through the tight sphincter, but he decided to spare Jason this time. He concentrated again, and Jason gave a sudden gasp. “What are you doing! I can feel it expanding inside me. Putting pressure on the prostate.”
“I’m commanding the rod to thicken and stretch you inside of your prostrate. Feels like nothing you’ve ever felt before doesn’t it?”
Jason answered with a loud moan. He screwed his eyes shut and tilted his head back, but he couldn’t resist the pleasure.
“Now for another treat!”
Suddenly Jason felt his urethra filling with a thick viscous liquid. It was extremely warm and tended to stay in place barely dripping from his entrance a little at a time. Jason’s eyes went wide and he looked at Mike with pure shock. “What are you doing? Damn it, it itches!” Jason’s cock was bobbing around as much as it could while impaled by the rod. Jason felt himself precumming a lot, and as it mixed with the fluid he also felt a different kind of itch. It just made him precum all the more.
“You know what’s next. Don’t you Jason? But I won’t do it to you unless you ask me nicely.” Mike gave him an evil look.
Jason looked down defeated. He was thrashing in his bonds from the itching deep inside him. “Please Mike. Please scratch the itch.”
“Oh, I will! But, how exactly do you want me to do it? Say the magic word!”
“Mike. Please fuck my dick! Fuck it hard man! And do it fast! Please!”
Mike pinched Jason’s nipples watching them erect. “Oh, I will. I’ll make sure I throw your cock a fucking you’ll always remember.” With that Mike made the rod shorten and his cockhead came closer to Jason’s. Soon the mouths of the two dicks were kissing and Mike’s modified cock actually did pucker up and tease Jason’s pisslit.
Then Mike began to fuck him. He slowly pulled the rod backwards, and tons of precum mixed with the irritating liquid dribbled out. Jason gasped, “Yes!” Mike began to move his hips in earnest now, and Jason was amazed at how easily the rod slid back and forth inside of him. He had never felt this much pleasure in the center of his being before. He’d never forget the lesson Mike gave him today.
Mike sped up, and the two mighty and hard dickheads kept banging against each other. Mike extended his thoughts and issued another command to the rod. It was now vibrating at each end. Mike’s prostate was getting banged and vibrated at the same time that Jason’s was. Mike could feel the dam about to breach inside of Jason.
He gave a few more mighty thrusts, then suddenly yanked the rod completel y out of Jason with one long stroke. Jason immediately yelled out, “No man. I’m not done yet. More!”
Mike reached down and began pumping Jason’s dick hard adding a twisting motion everytime the palm had a good grip on the head. Jason screamed as he came, and the cameras zeroed in for a close shot of the super hard dick bobbing wildly and spewing volley after volley of cum.
Mike, ever the showman, yanked the rod out of his dick and just as Jason’s shots were lessening he let loose his own geyser spraying all over Jason’s balls.
Jason was hanging limp in the restraints absolutely spent. Mike let his head rest on Jason’s shoulder and nuzzled him slightly as he was also spent.
Mike leaned into his ear and whispered, “Up for a rematch?”
Jason smiled and stared into his eyes. “Anytime…..”
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