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THE FACTORY PRESENTS
Ondra Recruits Ruslan
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Ondra Dvorak & Ruslan Maratov
Ondra Dvorak
One day after team calisthenics, Coach Dimitri Petrov dragged me into a private grappling suite, pushed his big chest into mine and looked at me intently. I thought he was gonna yell at me about fucking his boy, Johan Hansson 1 during my recruitment match with him, instead he said, “When you get done taking down my boys, you will have to come over and train with us, then challenge me. I wanna see for myself where big Ondra is today.” I could feel his thick cock growing hard and pushing into mine, and mine responding just as eagerly. Many of us on Team Factory have had the experience of being dominantly submitted by Coach’s Dagestani wrestling power and skill. Once dominated in such a way it becomes a psychological hole you have to dig yourself out of because internally parts of you loved being submitted by this amazing champion sex fighter. It has become a kind of Team Factory rite of passage, but I have been training hard with my chosen brothers Sean Williams and Nate Rogers, as well as with my go to rivals on the team, Patrick Girard 2 and Andre Jordan 3, so I feel a reinvigorated sense of confidence and am ready to challenge Coach Dimitry. I pushed my hard bulge aggressively back into his and said, “Big Ondra is ready to take you down, Coach!” We stood there, chest to chest, manning each other up and feeling our dicks swell hard as fuck together, then Coach just said, “Good boy,” and walked away. I had a hard on all day. There is something so magnetic about his alpha masculine allure.
Ruslan Maratov
I met Ondra at one of our backyard barbecues. We never wrestled, but we saw each other shirtless in the sun and liked each other’s bodies. All these guys from Team Factory just look me up and down like a piece of meat. Part of me loves it, but part of me still feels very self-conscious. I am all confidence on a wrestling mat, but drop me into a crowd of Team Factory members and I still feel like just a kid, so I was surprised when Ondra looked me up and down and I just liked it. He looked at my back, backside and legs and complimented me. I know he liked what he saw cuz his dick got very hard in his shorts. This used to make me super self-conscious too, but I have learned to enjoy just letting myself get hard in response now. Being around Ondra made it easy because his body was almost as big and thick as Coaches. Big ass legs, broad shoulders and back. Big chest. And, he just looks like the quintessential masculine man. Square jaw. Handsome with very masculine features, but with kind eyes. He would be super intimidating, except he just kept putting me at ease with his easy confident charm. He went out of his way to help me feel like I belong, and so I was very excited to hear he was going to do my recruitment match for membership on Team Factory. Anytime I would think about the match I would get instantly hard. When Johan told me Ondra forced fucked him I got even harder. It motivated me to fight Ondra even harder.
Ondra Dvorak
I really like Ruslan. I've seen his wrestling highlight reel and he is amazing. I know he has been training with Johan and Bolu, with Coach heading up the roster of their training squad, so he must be really good. Johan is really good and said in some ways he had to level up to Ruslan, which I’m sure is true, but I love how he is also advocating for his younger brother. It made me really like Johan and very much want to meet Ruslan. I met him at a BBQ at Coach’s house. We had both just slid out of the pool in our bathing suits, so I could really see his huge backside, ass and monster quads. He was almost as big as me. The kid was impressive. We were giving each other boners, so I could tell he had the right equipment to be a sex fighter and his body was simply athletic sculpture. He was a total stud, probably level up and surpass us all, but you could tell he didn’t know it. He lacked self confidence, and I know from my mentor, Andre Jordan, that means he lacked a sense of real connection. The powers that be have already decided that Ruslan is on the team, which is great because he’s gonna be a champion, and it gave me room to craft the recruitment experience uniquely for him.
Ruslan Maratov
Ondra texts that he has reserved Eddie’s gym in the Bronx for the weekend and that I should “pack for the night and bring my favorite wrestling singlet.” Suddenly, I am nervous again, but I remember it’s you and try to relax. You invite me into the gym and immediately give me a big muscle hug. You look so damn big, like a freight train, I forget I am almost the same height and weight. I am momentarily intimidated by your size, then feel your hard dick tease mine alive and hard as well.
Ondra: “We’re giving each other boners already, I think we are getting off to a great start.” I smile as we release each other. “Welcome to Eddie’s sex fighter bed and breakfast,” I joke.
Ruslan: I look at you confident and inviting, but feeling a little shy myself. “Thanks. Where should I put my gear?” I ask, awkwardly, holding my gear bag in front of me to hide my embarrassment about how hard my dick just got.
Ondra: I am aware that you are feeling embarrassed about getting a hard on. It’s enormous as it packs the crotch of your jeans. I just smile at you. “Follow me upstairs to the apartment. The Factory completely had it redone, so it’s really nice. You can drop your bag off there next to mine.”
Ruslan: Ondra is wearing Factory brand gym shorts that fit tight, almost like fight shorts, and a tight Team Factory t-shirt. He looks like a massive tower of muscle as I follow him upstairs to the apartment, only to find my dick has gotten even harder now. I keep wavering between feeling excitement about becoming a team member, about spending time with Ondra, who I really like, and then feeling small and inadequate as I take in his full statuesque presence.
Ondra: I turn around and see Ruslan looking down at his shoes, suddenly looking very uncomfortable. “Hey, Ruslan, come sit down next to me on the edge of the bed. I want to talk to you.”
Ruslan: I drop my bag next to his on the floor and sheepishly sit down next to his hulking frame on the bed. I am feeling so self-conscious it’s hard to even look him in the eyes. Why does the world close in on me like this?
Ondra: I scoot closer to him on the bed so our hips and inside thighs can press into each other, but I don’t put my arm around you yet, although I want to very badly. I remember how Andre respected my boundaries before moving in to comfort me too soon when I was new and anxious. “I really liked Johan. We had a great time sex fighting together, and he spoke very highly about you.”
Ruslan: “Yeah?”
Ondra: “Coach Dimitri and Bolu also speak highly of you. You have a great family, and I hope I can help you feel like Team Factory can be your family as well. They are all your brothers now, Ruslan.”
Ruslan: “I am already a member?”
Ondra: “Of course you are, Rus. I know I am supposed to put you through your paces to make sure you are good enough, but as far as I am concerned, you have already proved yourself more than worthy.
Ruslan: “I have?”
“Well, I looked at your wrestling highlight reel from Dagestan and it shows you have superlative wrestling skills and untapped potential. Based on that alone, I would invite you to join me on the team, but I also know you can give Johan, Bolu, and even Coach a serious run for their money. And on top of all that, I watched you beat current team members at Coach’s backyard barbeques. So, yeah, you’re not only on the team, everyone already considers you an important asset. They want to train with you.”
Ruslan: “I had no idea. That makes me feel better, but it’s hard to meet so many guys all at once. I’m kinda shy at first.”
Ondra: “So, we’ll start by us getting to know each other better, right?”
Ruslan: “I’d like that, but then what are we doing this weekend?”
Ondra: “Well, part of my job as a recruiter is to prepare you to jump into the flow of team training as seamlessly as possible and be completely confident that you have earned this spot on the team and belong here. I have also invited you to spend the weekend with me because I just really like you and want to spend some time getting to know you and to train with you.”
Ruslan: My dick gets so hard it hurts as it packs the crotch of my jeans too tight. “I would have thought you would go for Johan. He’s the handsome one with the smile and bright blue eyes.”
Ondra: “Yeah, Johan is very handsome, but he doesn’t have these,” I say, as I grab your nearest thigh and dig my fingers into your quad as you flex it solid. “I am a leg man and you have big, thick, grappler legs just like me. I am already thinking about how we could trade being in each other’s front and back grapevines and just train our legs by flexing them against each other. Who needs weights when we can spar with just our legs and glutes?”
Ruslan: “I would get so hard, though.”
Ondra: “Yeah, we’d have to hold our mud, but we can work on that too. I got plans for us the whole weekend, all designed to set you on the road to becoming a champion sex fighter.”
Ruslan: I start imagining trading grapevines and I impulsively reach out and dig my strong fingers into your near concrete quad. You just grin at me and flex it for me. “Damn, our legs would have serious battles. What else you got planned?” I ask, starting to shake off my anxiety the safer I feel with you.
Ondra: “I was thinking we go downstairs and shower the street off us so we can also inspect each other's bodies more closely, then we just pull on some singlets and train classic freestyle wrestling for pins. I wanna see how I fare against your Dagestani wrestling game. How’s that sound to get us started?”
Ruslan: You are so generous, offering pure wrestling, my strength, to be our first training experience together, and I love that you love it too. Suddenly, I am so horny to see your naked body and to show off my core, ass and legs as well. Suddenly training with you feels more like being playful. “That sounds great, Ondra!”
Ondra: I can feel you shift into more connection with me and I run with it. “You can leave all your gear here, the locker room is full of Factory brand gear. Since we are teammates we can both wear Factory wrestling singlets.” I jump up and feel you enthusiastically follow me downstairs into the locker room, where we quickly strip down, fill nice cage lockers with our gear, and jump under the warm water streams naked with each other.
Ruslan Maratov
I am surprised at how carefree I feel and I love being naked with you. At first we stand apart under separate nozzles, soaping ourselves up and checking each other out. Your shoulders feel impossibly wide with huge lats sloping slowing down your thick torso. Your trunk is strong with a solid core, broad back, strong hips and a powerful flank. Your pecs plates are huge squares of meat, mounds that fill up that wide chest, with a deep cut pec valley and deep cut shelves. You have a beautiful baseball bat cock and I love that you are knocking it against mine.
Ondra Dvorak
I am careful to stay emotionally and maturationally attuned to you to keep the action safe and playful, but in certain ways sex fighters never grow up. As soon as I slap your cock with mine you are ready to play. We wag our strong hips back and forth to smack our thick bats together and grin at each other like teenagers, liking that we have comparably sized big sex fighter cocks. I break up the playful cock fight to grab your shoulder with my right hand and rub your undulating, rocky abs with my left hand. “Fuck, Rus, your core is insane.” I grab you by both hips and run my hands slowly up your lats, grabbing them just under your armpit. I can feel how thick your trunk is, how big your chest protrudes. “Yeah stud, let me worship your very sexy muscles, teammate.” I turn you around and feel your big thighs, your thick backside and your muscular ass. I slap your ass in admiration of your classic grappler’s build. I push you away and start rinsing off under my stream. “You have a beautiful body, Ruslan. In fact it’s fucking ridiculous.”
Ruslan Maratov
Your words would never have penetrated as deeply had they not been joined by this sweet, confirming eye contact you shoot me. I start to feel bigger and more playfully aggressive towards you. I’m a wrestler so it's rough play, but playful nonetheless. Suddenly, I love that my hard on is so hard it throbs. I step into you and gently rub my arching cock belly against yours and we can see each other’s eyes light up. I worship your shoulders, lats, waist and ass. I throw medium fists into your wall of abs and your hard pec meat. I know you are just slightly larger than me in, well, really all directions, but it just fills me with a sense of electric challenge, and makes me more horny and aggressive. I finally pull away and rinse off and we both step out of the shower to dry off, then we laugh as we pull on our tight, Factory brand singlets over our huge erections.
Ondra Dvorak
As we pull our straps up over our shoulders, our cocks bulge huge in the lycra as our thighs stretch the legs. Honestly, we look the epitome of two equal grapplers, locked up and fighting for all eternity. I am hoping you think that and feel that within yourself as we step out of the locker room, down the back hall and into the wrestling room, mats covering the floor, padding covering the walls. I turn to face you and you shove your big chest into mine. I immediately think of Coach Dimitry and know this is his doing, and heave my big chest back into yours, grinding them together like bulkheads. We both feel the huge girth of our bulges grinding between our abdominals and we just enjoy this muscle smash in the middle of the mat. We feel the heat radiating off each other’s bodies as our pecs mounds slip against each other in their mutual sweat. “Fuck, Ruslan. I love how you man me up. We are two teammates training hard to make each other better. Are you ready to wrestle pure freestyle?” I can feel the confidence rising in you, your sense of self deepening as we engage your strength and it feels joyful.
Ruslan Maratov
Wrestling Ondra is like wrestling a tank. He seems even taller when you have to control his body. Obviously Coach has been training the team in Dagestani wrestling, so my only advantage with it is that I have trained it since I was a little kid. Ondra is a powerful and aggressive wrestler, always looking for elbows and wrists, knees and ankles and knowing how to slam a takedown so it makes your spine shudder. He rides your body tough when he has top control and fends off attacks quite readily. Mostly we wrestle fast paced, challenging each other’s conditioning and cardiovascular strength because we both love it. I am collecting these things we have in common and feeling closer to you. We get escapes and transitions but nothing close to a pin attempt, so we just spin around the mat in a sprint of attacks and counter attacks, enjoying draining each other’s energy. I love that we are equal in our grappling so far and feel so happy to be wrapped up with you, inhaling your musk and feel my dick throb.
Ondra Dvorak
23:32 Ondra_Dvořák: Wrestling Ruslan is like finally meeting his real self. He may have confidence issues off the mat, but he is a virtuoso on one. Whereas I have a more traditional American, squared off orientation, Ruslan came at me from all angles with serious finesse and force. My strength and speed largely kept me from his traps, but I could feel the seriousness of each threat, and they are relentless. When he started wrestling as aggressively as I, we showed off a balls to the wall seminar of pin attempts, espaces, reversals and takedowns. In the end it took us both down, wrestling on fumes, forcing us to make moves more strategically. Our bodies were in such sync, our grappling was a fluid dance of leverage, strength and skill, and our manhoods stayed hard and strong. I think I surprised Ruslan as often as he surprised me, but in the end we shared the very sexy revelation that we are equally matched as wrestlers. It made our dicks even harder for each other and encouraged a deeper level of connection between us. He never lets down his athletic, sex fighting guard, but I could feel Ruslan completely let down his emotional guard with me. We make this connection in the rhythm of our grappling, until we roll apart exhausted, laying on our backs side by side on the mat in a pool of our own grappling sweat.
Ruslan: I am so happy I held you to a draw, it’s making my dick bulge huge in my singlet. My chest rises and falls next to yours as we take in deep, lungfuls of air. “That was really fun, Ondra!”
Ondra: “You are a great freestyle wrestler, Ruslan. That was so much fun! I wanna wrestle you as often as we can fit it into our training regimes,” I say excitedly and then roll over on top of you, laying my legs loosely next to yours as I go chest to chest with you. I tuck my chin over your shoulders so I can whisper in your ear as I rhythmically hump my cock down into yours. “That was so hot Rus, I am totally into you, little brother. It’s super hot being chest to chest and cock to cock with you bro.”
Ruslan: I am so proud of myself and so turned on by you. I love feeling the heft of your big body weight on top of me and my cock, hard as rock, humping with yours like It could hump with you forever. I drink the salty sweat from your neck as I plant my feet and do a playful bridge to roll you to your back so I can pin you chest to chest and hump down on you with top leverage. “Damn, Ondra, I love humping dicks with you too.”
Ondra: I love the feeling of Ruslan on top of me. Some of the guys are fooled by his slightly goofy persona, but they underestimate him at their peril. “I love humping dicks with you too, Big Ruslan. You wanna be my main freestyle grappling buddy for a while?”
Ruslan: “Totally wanna be your freestyle grappling buddy!” I growl, enjoying feeling more equal to Ondra, at least in my best grappling style. “Johan and Bolu are going to miss me.”
Ondra: “Naw, you will all be living together at the Factory and will all meet new people. I will introduce you to my two chosen brothers, Nate Rogers and Sean Williams. They will both want to train freestyle with you and train with your brothers also.” I bridge and roll you to your back, pin you loosely and start humping down at you again. I can feel you settling into letting me hump you. “Yeah, Ruslan, they will all want to hump you like this once they really get to know you. They will show you mad respect once they see how well you wrestle."
Ruslan: We roll each other over and over, humping each other as we talk, enjoying how well our bodies fit together, until we finally roll apart and sit up almost in each other's laps on the mat. We enjoy cuddling with each other’s muscles. “I’m so glad I got you as my recruiter, but are we gonna do some kind of sex fight?”
Ondra: “We can do anything you want to do, brother. We can roll jiu jitsu, have a grappling sex fight, we can get rough too if you like? Gut punching? Abdominal punishment? Or if you want, we can go upstairs and bed wrestle. Remember, you are on the team now and most of what we do is train pure grappling and fighting skills. We don’t always sex fight. The most important thing is making you ready to join the team. What would best suit your mood, my sexy Russian teammate?”
Ruslan: “I can’t wait to roll jiu jitsu with you. My game has grown leaps and bounds, and I will take you up on that offer to bed wrestle, but we got all weekend, right?”
Ondra: Yes, we have loads of time to do whatever we want, and I love that you are game to do it all.” The more authentically excited you get, the more my coaching parts can relax back and I find I can be myself in the moment as well, let my guard down. Now my alpha ntuares is free to ramage around in my body and mind with thoughts and feelings of lust and aggression.
Ruslan: “I wanna do a kneeling knuckle lock cock fight,” I say mischievously, as I stand up, sweat soaked in my singlet, letting my bulge pulsate in the crotch as I meet your eye.
I can see that you are feeling fully connected to me and playful, so I roll with it. “I love kneeling KKL’s. It’s one of my best events. I am gonna be tough to beat, Rus,” I respond, still feeling playfully quizzical about your expression.
Ruslan: “Coach, Johan and I have a surprise for you. A while back I expressed an interest in learning how to do a kneeling knuckle lock. Coach, Johan and I started sparring KKL’s and I got good at it. On my best days I can take Johan down and almost man up Coach Dimi. So now I wanna see how I match up against you!” I can feel my whole body preparing to be crushed up against yours.
Ondra: I stand up in my own singlet that sweat has rendered a second skin. I can feel my cock bulge hard with lustful desire to engage with you. “Okay, but for the record. I don’t care who wins. I just want to go chest to chest and cock vs cock with you cuz you are my chosen stud.” I wink at you.
Ruslan: When you say things like that, and I can pair it with that sincere look in your eyes, I feel like something relaxes in me. Paradoxically, I begin to feel more lust and aggression. I grin at you and then suddenly think about fucking you. “I care who wins and I want to beat you,” I say, and start taking down my singlet straps. I let them dangle from my hips, then slide my thumbs into my waistband and slide my singlet off my big white ass, down to my ankles and kick it aside.
Ondra: I smile at you looking fully engaged and coming at me full blast as you do the wrestler’s strip tease. I start pulling down my straps and say, “With your build you could get good at this, Ruslan. You’re a fucking thick ass spark plug. As we lock up, remember, your chest is just the weapon, the bludgeon, but your backside, legs and back are your engine, your power source. When you surge, pull from your legs and backside as well as from your shoulders and back.” I get down on my knees fully naked, assuming a pre KKL stance and my cock struts upward looking like a steel rod. “Now get your big muscles done here and face me.”
Ruslan: I get down on my knees facing you, close enough to reach out and pinch on your wide nipples. I let my hard cock head punch at yours while smiling and grinning. “Just want your cock to meet the one that soon will be pinning it after I put you on your back.”
Ondra: I roll my eyes playfully while secretly loving you talking so cocky. Now I know when you get leveled out with me you are going to be talking so much trash and it will be making my dick so damn hard. “Yeah, you ready to go , Ruslan?” I juke just as cocky, but still do some coaching. “Now, let's lock in right. You wanna square off kneecap to kneecap with me to support your trunk, then push your pec plates straight into mine, nice. Meat straight on meat spreads out the pressure to the entire chest.
Ruslan: I suddenly just follow your instructions like a soldier, but also immediately love the feel of more leverage against your body as we slowly lock up. I am no longer intimidated by you, just impressed and massively attracted to you. I love the feeling of your strong arms grabbing my hips as you school me on placing my knotted cock base directly on your knotted cock base so we can line up our thick shafts perfectly, before they are consumed by the undulating walls of abdominals that surround them. “And find that muscle that you pinch off your piss stream with, that’s gonna help you hold your mud,” you say.
Ondra: “Fuck yeah, I love being chest to chest and cock to cock with you, Ruslan,” I say excitedly and I can see the same desire and enthusiasm in your eyes. “Now, stretch your arms out to our sides, clasp fingers, lock out our shoulders and flex against each other like we're on the Pec Deck at the gym. Feel how it increases the pressure? Finally, slide your chin over my shoulders like I'm doing to you to curl our bodies fully together. Chins out. Hips curled inward and humping. Fuck yeah, Ruslan. You feel like a beast to me, brother!” I say impassionately as I punctuate my compliment with a dick hump.
Ruslan: “Wow, Ondra. Our chests feel very hard and somehow interlocked together. I feel like I am almost inside you. Damn, that feels nice. I feel like I can channel that Dagestan wrestling spirit into this muscle battle.” I say, and really feel like I am about to burst with energy.
Ondra: “Finally, think of your torso as one solid chunk with four corners, your chest mounds and your hips. With your chest in the lead you are going to meet me strength for strength and simultaneously be a battering ram and a brick wall.” I can feel your whole body locked into mine very strong and I can feel the power begin to ooze from your thick frame. I am excited to feel that you will be a challenge and my ass just starts to hump flex so my cock fucks yours rythmically and, yeah, I feel you instantly start to meet my thrusts with your own in unison. “Yeah, battle boy, now slowly power up to suss out your opponent, looking for muscle twitches and weaknesses you can exploit.”
Ruslan: I can feel you power up slowly, like a wall inexorably coming at me. I can feel our asses and hips humping our cocks together in unison already and I feel the fires of my alpha nature spring to life like they do at home with my family. I am in the zone where I just want to dominate and fuck you, so I start to push the pace. I can feel the width of my chest shove harder into you as my full torso follows it into you with a punch surge, letting you know I'm ready for our muscles to fight!
Ondra: “Yeah, bro, that feels nice and tough, but here we go harder,” I growl and surge into you, thrusting into you with my strong hips, pulling strength from my back and core and shoving it forwards into you. Feel you get punched back but shove back to compensate quickly. Sweaty builds rapidly on our bodies again as we begin to shove into each other with real force. Our cocks never stop their relentless humping. “Fuck yeah, Ruslan, bring that next surge even harder, Bro!”
Ruslan: I feel your surge almost over take me. I counter surge enough to stabilize us, but it’s like fighting through an impossible gale force wind. Our bodies are so sweaty now that we can feel the meat of our muscles blend together while the steel of it grinds even harder. I pull strength from my back and ass to shove additional power through my chest into you. I growl in your ear as I level up double time with this counter surge and I love the feeling I get when I envision dominating you.
Ondra: I could feel your counter surge coming, so I slowed my own surge, ending it before it crested, so I could reposition to immediately counter surge your coming one. My growl gutturally hums with yours as I plow into your double time surge with more than its equal measure, really putting pressure on you for the first time. I can feel your body tremble as you bravely withstand the new level of play, like a big shoulder to a hurricane wind. All the while our cocks never stop humping their raw, blood engorged shafts together, creating friction warmth that only increases the pleasure, testing your ability to hold your mud under relentless pressure from above and below. “Fuck yeah, Ruslan, bring that next surge from your balls, big man, fight me hard!!”
Ruslan: With your withering surge I feel my torso momentarily forced backwards at the slightest angle, and worse, I know you felt it, but I slowly manage to power back, loving the intense feeling of the strength exchange flowing through our chest to chest connection. I have to pull strength from my quads, up from my backside and hips, and funnel it up through my core and straight into your chest, while at the same time my arms flex against yours, trying to force you back a little now too. I even coordinate my cock thrusting and surge into you with almost everything I got.
Ondra: This time I ride your surge, calculating just enough power to hold your advance, enjoying the feeling of your diesel hard pecs grinding into mine, your rippling torso slamming into mine while your big sex fighter cock humps away. After every surge, there is an ebb, and as soon as your surge crests I just fill the space of the ebb and hold you back that far. I let you feel me now grinding on you at a slight angle and we start communicating through grunts and growls.
Ruslan: With an almost imperceptible shift in the orientation of our bodies you begin your long march towards pinning and dominating me. You steal a few more of my ebbs and I am in trouble as you bend me back more. I can begin to feel your body weight gather space on me, even as I fight back, surging into you with all my remaining strength. I start humping you wildly, trying to buck you off or make you cum first, but you remain disciplined with a batton hard cock. This war of attrition is a slow, grinding process that feels like it will last forever, as our arms and cocks keep fighting.
Ondra: I knew I would win, but I loved your rally just before the tipping point. Through sheer force of will you levitate your surge back up into me and our cocks grind deliciously, until your energy plummets, like your back and ass has onto the mat now. As your legs flop back straight I use the time to insert a full front grapevine on you, controlling your hips and gaining top cock grinding leverage as I stretch you out and my chest spreads across yours. Your arms continue their fight, so I move back and arch up to leverage them down into the mat, then I flatten out on top of you completely. “Hell yeah, that was a hot strength test, Ruslan, you cum for me and I will tell you how not to lose this way.” I growl lustfully and I sensually grind your dick now and feel you writhe under me.
Ruslan: With legs as thick as Coaches, you stretch out my legs, opening my crotch for a deeper, more sultry cock grind as your body utterly dominates mine. Your chest weighs heavily on mine, pinning me down as you talk sexy shit in my ear. Suddenly everything about you is overwhelming me, including your funky musk scent and the salty taste of your sweat in my mouth as I lick it off your neck. Your body is completely controlling mine and the extended, long slow grinding control of my body and my cock by yours begins to make me feel submissive. I groan out very loud as my body opens to yours, my balls boil over and my cock spews cum like a firehouse. The heavy feeling over your muscular body covering me is highly seductive and I moan as I feel you milking my cock for every last ounce of my man juice.
Ondra: As soon as I feel you submit to me, my energy shifts and now my cock explodes in victory, grinding out its lathering load, feeling it mix with yours as our sweaty bodies slide in our greasy, battle sweat. My mouth finds yours and at last we kiss, making out rough and wild, as I slide off you and we land side by side on our hips. We make out and grind our dicks until we are both fully milked. I see the cum coma coming for you, then feel you curl up with me as you succumb to the groggy bliss. I am so happy to be with you. I slide on in and curl up with you on the back room mats at Eddie’s gym in the Bronx and slide into my own deep slumber filled with your intoxicating smell and your sexy body that fits mine perfectly for nuzzling and cuddling.
Epilogue
Ruslan: I am a member of Team Factory and though we have separate private living suites on the fifth floor, we can most always be found sleeping together somewhere. Our bond just grew deeper over our recruitment weekend. We randoried jiu jitsu for most of Saturday and then bed wrestled that night. Saturday night was when we gave over to each other sexually. We stayed up most of the night switching from piggy rough flip fucking, to more tender wresting and love making, enjoying each other’s bodies and spilling each other’s seed. We wrestle nearly every day as we dreamt. We wake up, wrestle, do team calisthenics at Noon, they wander around the team. Sometimes we don't make it home, sometimes we hang out with those we recommend to each other, but most often we do, cuz our bodies feel like they were designed to fight, fuck and hold each other.
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Published: 2024-05-31, viewed 88 times.
Apollo Dante
29 days agoAnother brilliant offering from 2 more of the many talented wrestlers from The Factory and all the comments are definitely totally deserving! Ondra and Ruslan gave us another amazing “ story” in depth exchanges with that unique mix of sensuality and brutality a skill that is difficult to do well..but these 2 did it so well. Guy uses the word “ inventive” which perfectly sums this latest story. Thanks for sharing this with us!
Ruslan Maratov
29 days ago(In reply to this)
Thanks Apollo! Your kind thoughts are greatly appreciated! I just wish more guys on thi site would give us a read :-)
power pup
29 days ago(In reply to this)
these wonderfully crafted stories definitely should be read by more people for sure!
Ruslan Maratov
29 days ago(In reply to this)
Thanks Pup! That means a lot. :-)
Guysmiley
2024-06-01 15:33I enjoy reading these factory stories as each is different, intriguing, fun filled, and inventive. Such talented writers baring their souls for the pure enjoyment of us, the readers. Thanks for sharing.
Ondra Dvořák
2024-06-01 17:25(In reply to this)
Hey Guysmiley! Thanks you for your kind remarks! I just read your profile and it says you love to write. Would you like to create a character specifically for the Factory Role Play and write with us?
Guysmiley
2024-06-01 17:46(In reply to this)
I will consider your offer, Ondra. But realize first, that Guysmiley is, in fact, me, myself, and I. Creating a character might be outside the scope of my abilities if I had to create a character in pictures to go with the make believe.
Ondra Dvořák
2024-06-01 22:17(In reply to this)
I assumed those were your real photos. We can help you create a character if you think you might enjoy writing like we write. If now, we are glad you enjoy our stories and we always appreciate your comments!
Dimitri Petrov
2024-05-31 22:00Sexy, well written and conceptualized story guys! Nicely done! Ondra, I would like to thank you for recruiting my nephew, Ruslan Maratov, and my chosen son, Johan Hansson onto Team Factory. Please join me and the boys for a private backyard BBQ to celebrate! We like to wrestle in the grass :-)
Isaiah King
2024-05-31 16:17Fuck guys, your story line stretching back to Dimitri Petrov and Johan Hansson for Ruslan, and to Nate Rogers, Sean Williams and Patrick Girard for Ondra is really unfolding in a fully human, and very sexy way. Distinct characters, well described action. I would love to play with both of you!