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The room was padded in black on the floor and the walls. I would say it was 10 x 10 with a a light in each corner mounted on the floor and pointed to the white ceiling. Strange to have such lighting in a room obviously designed for brawling of some sort.
As I enter he is already in the room and removing his tie. I can smell a combination of after shave and slightly sweaty dress shoes. If he only knew that the smell of his feet might make me hard, he might make short work of me, so I do nothing but stare at him while I disrobe. As he finishes and starts unbuttoning his shirt, he approaches me while I am doing the same. I was expecting some taunting as he smiled and began: "Interesting that we finally have time away from the others under these circumstances. I have always thought you rather eye-catching. Your chest is impressive and you look like you can handle yourself. I have often imagined a bout with you, but I did not want you to know that. I have imagined pinning you and then submitting you and the look in your eyes when you gave in to me and how you would look at me after that from then on."
He was either plain stupid or way overconfident or both. Knowledge is power and the knowledge that he had wanted me had the power of a bunker buster. Game on, fool.
"Unfortunately, I have never thought you worthy, Morgan, so it never crossed my mind. Nevertheless, my hard will take yours down and I will really enjoy mounting you. While you moan beneath me, I may even slip my tongue in and pin your tongue to the roof of your mouth, so you can taste a real man."
I could see anger and strong lust in his eyes all at once. Bulls eye. Those are the two worst emotions you can have going into a fight. As far as I was concerned, it was already over...
As with Jim, I offer a test of strength as we square up. Morgan accepts and flashes a grin. Our pecs come together with a loud slap and we both grunt at the impact. He is stronger than I expected as he takes control and pushes my arms behind my back. I feel his hard, thick, cut 7 inches pressing against my rapidly rising member. He looks down and at this moment and, since I am not fully erect, he believes he "has me" in the size department. He grinds on me right there which brings out the best in my member quickly.
Abruptly, he releases my hands from being intertwined with his and wraps his arms around mine while picking me up. A worry niggles at the back of my head for a second before I realize that I am going to hit the mat pretty hard. With extreme force he throws me down. As the shock of the unexpected impact knocks the wind out of me, he launches himself on top of me in crushing splash that again drives the air out of my lungs. He then hooks his arms under my shoulders and starts to grind.
I was helpless. The onslaught was strong and he smiled into my face. Then he licked my lips before bringing his mouth down to my neck. "When this is over...I want you to know...that you are mine every time you look into the mirror..." he said while sucking on my neck.
Once I could think clearly, I bent my knees and braced my feet on the floor and started to buck upwards in a very slow, strong countergrind. This took him by surprise and he looked at me as though he were impressed. He then lifted his chest off of mine, looked me in the eyes and then dropped his heavy chest onto mine again. My countergrind came to a halt as the air was forcefully expelled from my lungs yet again. He was clearly going to batter my body while keeping his cock rubbing mine off. I did not expect this to be so brutal.
30 seconds later, I had my breath back and began the countergrind again.