The Competition (M/M, Athletics, Interracial)
by LenZelig
The following story is intended for adults over age 18 interested in male to male sexual fantasy. If that's not you, please read no further. Practice safer sex. All characters in this story are fictional with no resemblance to any real persons implied.
I was ready for the competition. It would be my first national level bodybuilding contest. I'd won my state title two months ago to qualify and, as I looked in the mirror, I knew I was in even better shape today. I was entered in the middleweight class. I struck a pose which emphasized my arms, lats and chest. The sessions in the tanning bed had toned my skin nicely and I didn't have a trace of fat. If I won today, I'd get to represent the United States in an international contest next month.
"Nice body, but you won't beat me," said a voice behind me. In the mirror I saw Tony Chuan coming toward me. He had won the class last year and was back to defend his title.
"Don't be so sure. I've seen your pictures in the magazines and I'm bigger than you," I responded confidently, hitting another pose. He was still in his warm-up suit, but I knew what he looked like.
"Well, how about a little bet to make it interesting?" he retorted.
"What did you have in mind? I spent most of my money just to make the trip here."
"No money. The one who beats the other gets a night of service from the loser," he proposed, leering at me in the mirror.
"Hey, I'm not into gay sex. I've a girl friend back home."
"It's not about sex; It's about domination. When I finish with you, you won't dare challenge me."
"You're mighty sure for a guy who hasn't won yet. Maybe it will be you that services me."
"Then is it a bet? Shake?" He extended his hand.
"OK, bet." I grasped his hand and we tested each other's strength. It was even.
Tony pealed off the top of his warm-up suit. He was as well developed as I expected, but I was two inches taller and ten pounds heavier, right at the class limit. However, he had a great tan, being Chinese-American and from Southern California, his golden brown skin really glowed. Each muscle was defined and he had perfect symmetry.
It was when he took off his pants that I got a shock. His soft, uncut dick hung down below his big balls. It was as long, soft, as I was hard, almost eight inches. He gave it a stroke as he pulled on his posing briefs.
"This dick is really going to enjoy plowing your tight ass," he said looking at me in the mirror. He carefully arranged himself in the skimpy trunks, putting on a show for my benefit. I forced myself to walk away, not giving in to his mind games. I still had a better build and ought to win.
I was determined. The prejudging went well and my posing routine in the evening show was a big hit with the crowd. When the time came to announce the order of finish, the judges instead called Tony and I out on stage for a posedown. We were tied.
When I got on stage I tried to stay close to Tony to show off my larger size. We started posing. I glanced at him. He was getting hard. The growing bulge was impossible to miss. It pushed down his trunks so the top of his fine black pubic hair showed. The audience went wild. I was so distracted I lost concentration on my own routine. When we finished and the results were announced, I was second. Tony paraded the stage in victory holding his trophy above his head, a tube of flesh swelling toward his hip, barely contained by the fabric. He looked at me and wet his lips.
After the show I left quickly while Tony was still accepting congratulations. He caught up to me in the lobby of the hotel the organizers had booked for the competitors.
"Time to settle our wager. Come with me," he commanded. I followed him to his room.
When we reached his room he closed the door and ordered, "Strip." As I complied, he removed his own clothes. In a few minutes we stood facing each other, two perfectly developed bodybuilders.
He was soft, but I knew that wouldn't last long. I was nervous about what he would do, but thrilled too.
"On your knees," was his next command. I obeyed. He moved just in front of me and placed his flaccid member to my lips. "Suck it" When I opened my mouth, he pushed the whole eight soft inches inside. As I closed my lips around the base it filled my mouth completely. He held my head against his groin with my nose in his soft pubic hair. I smelled the sweat that he had worked up during the contest and tasted it on his tool. The heat of my mouth and the stimulation of my lips and tongue were affecting him. He started to grow.
His dick head pushed back into my throat as he expanded to his full size. I began to gag and tried to back off, but he gripped my head tighter to him and wouldn't allow it.
"Swallow it," he urged. I didn't have any choice.
I don't know how, but I did swallow it. The head of his growing member slipped into my throat. As it continued to swell, my throat muscles began to massage it along with my lips and tongue. It felt like it was half way down my neck when it finally stopped.
Tony started to push my head back and forth in short strokes. I felt him slide through me. He moaned with the stimulation and began to speed up the motion. My own shaft had responded to the situation. I started to stroke myself and was soon up to my full eight inches, dripping precum on the carpet.
I felt him swell even larger and start to unload. He pulled me in tight and blasted his first load straight to my stomach; then a second and a third. He pulled back. His next load flooded my mouth. He pulled his tool, now thirteen hard inches, from my lips and let fly five or six more spurts which soaked my face and chest.
He was still almost fully hard as he squeezed out the last drops and wiped his cum coated dick in my hair. He grabbed a condom and rolled it on. Then he pulled me to my feet and turned me around so my back was to him. He reached around with his mighty right arm and held me across my upper chest. His pecs pressed into my back. His other hand held my left wrist. He pushed one of his muscular thighs between mine, forcing me to spread my legs. A few seconds later, I felt that huge shaft of his stroke along the crack of my ass.
"Take it easy," I requested. "I've never done this before."
"You'll take it any way I give it," he retorted. "Relax that ass or I'll split you open."
He was back to full hardness. With a short hip motion, I felt the head penetrate my cheeks and press against my ass hole. He pushed against me. I felt my ass ring being spread as the tip of his tube of stiff flesh slipped inside. I was forced open as more and more squeezed in. With a quick jab, he stabbed the head inside as I let out a gasp of surprise and pain.
With only a few seconds to get used to the stuffed feeling, he inserted a few more inches. The pain was incredible and I tried to pull away, but he held me to him. He shoved in some more and touched a sensitive spot up inside me. There was pain, but something else as well. A heat spread from inside me to my balls and dick which started to get hard.
Tony stroked the head of his buried dick across that spot. It took my breath away as pleasure spread through my body. My whole consciousness was concentrated on the sensations flowing from my ass. It was a fire that consumed me. I felt the cum boil out of my balls and spew from my cock as my ass muscles clamped down tight. As my orgasm washed over me, I dimly registered the fact that Tony's hard cock was plunging deeper.
After what seemed like an eternity, I eased down from the peak. The first thing I became aware of was that Tony was much deeper inside me. I reached back with my right hand and felt for his dick. I touched the spot where the massive shaft plunged into me and traced backward toward its base. I was amazed. There was still almost two hand widths to go!
When Tony tried to shove in some more, I rebelled. "No! It's too big," I protested and tried to pull away.
Tony tightened his grip across my chest. I reached up with my right arm to pull him off. He suddenly pushed his hips forward and leaned back with his chest, holding me tight. I was lifted off my feet, with half my weight on his sex spear. It ripped into me as I screamed in agony. In seconds my ass slapped firmly on his groin. Having fully impaled me on his stupendous shaft, Tony set my feet back on the floor. But, I was so stunned from his assault that, had he not been supporting me, I would have collapsed.
He gave me a minute to get used to him. It felt like he was everywhere. My guts were squeezed aside to make room for his huge presence. I thought I could feel the beat of his pulse as a low throbbing coursed through my body. When he resumed stroking, the feelings were intense. My own dick snapped to attention, dripping precum onto the floor.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pleasure that was churning through my guts. It was like a fire burning inside me with the heat spreading out to my balls and dick. Tony starting using long strokes, pulling out almost all the way before plunging back in with a grunt of effort. The impact when he bottomed out caused my dick to slap my abs. I squeezed my ass against his shaft as he pulled back out, savoring each of his thirteen inches.
He picked up speed, now moaning on each stroke. His dick became my whole universe. When he speared me for a final time and his cock began to throb, my whole body seemed to beat in sympathy. I felt the cum race down his shaft and explode inside me. It was liquid fire spraying my guts...one burst, two, another and another. I was dimly aware of my own cock's eruption. It went on and on and my mind spun dizzily.
When I again became aware, I was laying on top of Tony. I felt his dick way up inside me, buried deep and hard. He had lain back on the bed and was still holding me with his strong arms over my chest, gently stroking the tits on my solid pecs.
"You liked that, didn't you? You're my toy now," he whispered into my ear.
Determination came over me. "You've had your fun. I've got to go," I insisted.
I bent my knees to plant my feet on the mattress beside his muscular thighs and arched my back to lift my ass off of his stiff pole of flesh. As I pushed up and he started to slide from me, those incredible sensations started to flow through me. It seemed to drain my strength. With all my will I pushed higher. Muscles straining in my legs and back, I kept going. Then the head of his dick pulled across my most sensitive spot. A shudder ran through me. I strained, but had nothing left to rise higher.
"You don't really want to leave. We're just getting started," he said while stroking the flange on his dick s flaring cap over the spot that gave me such pleasure.
As the now familiar feelings took over, my strength again left me. My legs relaxed and I settled down his long pole. Before I even hit bottom, my dick sprayed a fountain of juice that rained back on my face and chest.
I lay panting and sweating on top of him again. He didn't give me a chance to recover. He rolled me on my side and split my legs with his thigh while he started stroking my ass. Still dazed, I looked at us in the mirror on the closet. I was a mess. Covered in sweat with cum dripping all over my body. My hair was wet and mussed. I could see Tony behind me. He looked composed. He was looking down at me, smiling, confident in his mastery of my body. As I watched the dark shaft of that tremendous sex tool penetrate my white ass and felt what it was doing to me, I knew he was in control.
He took his time, raising me to a peak of sexual frenzy, then easing off before I came. After a few minutes, I was begging him to fuck me harder and faster. He didn't. I think he enjoyed my pleas, knowing that he was dominating me with his dick. I spent almost an hour alternating between pleasure and frustration. When I tried to stroke my own dick, he'd slap my hand away. At last, he increased the tempo driving me beyond the peaks I'd reached before. As orgasm became immanent, I was breathless and crying tears of joy.
His explosion inside me triggered my own release. The first spurt from my straining dick shot ten feet and splattered off the wall. As I continued to unload I felt him pouring his essence into my bowels.
When the moment passed, I was exhausted. I rolled onto my chest, pulling several inches of Chinese cock from my ass. I watched in the mirror as I felt Tony extracting himself the rest of the way. He was still more than half hard. I felt and saw as inch after inch was slowly pulled clear, leaving a strange empty feeling inside. When the head came free with an audible pop and snapped up to almost horizontal, I saw that he had shredded the end of the rubber, that now was a useless tube around the shaft. That's why I felt him spraying my insides with his seed.
He turned me to my back and straddled my chest. I felt his cum oozing from my ass which was having trouble adjusting to not being stuffed. Pealing off the ruined condom, Tony pressed his dick to my lips. I cleaned it carefully with my tongue, tasting again his cum and the tart juice from my ass. I steadied the firm flesh with my hand and manipulated the foreskin so I could probe underneath to ensure a thorough job. When I finished he was hard again.
He put on a fresh condom. I hoped this one would hold, but inwardly prayed that he would fuck me hard enough to shred it too. He moved between my legs and lifted them until they were resting on his shoulders, comfortably nestled in the valley between his bulging deltoids and flaring neck. When he pushed against my exposed ass hole, it expanded eagerly to welcome him home.
He started his fuck and I was instantly in heaven. After we climaxed we were so tired that we went to sleep still entwined. A couple of times during the night, I felt the ecstasy as he roused me to a new round of pleasure.
When I awoke with the morning light streaming in the window, I felt the familiar presence in my ass. Squeezing my ass muscles, I woke Tony, who smiled at me.
He reached for the phone and ordered two breakfasts from room service. When he hung up we passed the wait with a wake up fuck. I hadn't yet caught my breath when there was a knock on the door.
Tony quickly said come in and the bellboy entered to find us still coupled in the bed. Tony pulled out of me and rolled off the bed to tip the young man, who was even more startled when he saw Tony s huge dick. Offered a couple dollars, the man asked for the condom, now bulging at the tip with several loads of cum. Tony took it off carefully and handed it over. When he was leaving, the bellboy told Tony to call him if he needed anything, putting special emphasis on the anything.
We ate breakfast nude, sitting on the end of the bed. We were both hungry, having spent the last twelve hours having sex, foregoing the normal large post contest meal that we use as a reward after weeks of dieting.
We showered together and I got a final good-bye fuck from Tony. I hated to feel him slip from me. As I was drying him, I admired his muscles. My muscles might be as big or bigger, except one, but I now knew that he was the better man. I'd do anything for another night with him. I didn't want to leave when it was time to pack and check out of the hotel. He practically pushed me out the door.
I met him at the desk as we settled our bills. Before he left, he turned and kissed me, his tongue slipping into my mouth. I didn't care that we were in public, I kissed him back for all I was worth. I was devastated when he broke it off and walked away.
When I returned home, I found a couple of guys at my gym who could ease my new desires. I hadn't noticed how they looked at me earlier. Tony Chuan took the middleweight title in the international competition and turned pro. Next year, I entered again and, with Tony ineligible, won the class. As defending champion, he presented me the trophy. That night he congratulated me in the way I really wanted.