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In my previous story ‘Stronger but Still Overpowered’, I described how this slim androgenesis and arrogant guy succeeded in making me submit to him in a play-wrestling confrontation.
It was quite a shock to me that I became sexually aroused when he pinned me on my back and made me smell the crotch of his jeans. He finally even had me to satisfy his needs, even though it was clear that I was the stronger one.
When he challenged me afterward for a second session the week after, – this time wearing Speedo’s- I couldn’t resist agreeing.
The whole week I could hardly think of anything else but the upcoming confrontation, I didn’t want to be humiliated like the last time we wrestled but I also found out that the thought of being overpowered and having to submit to him was a real sexual turn-on for me.
Nevertheless, I decided to use my superior strength this time to pin him down and make him submit, I wanted to avoid any further humiliation and besides, I wasn’t into boys, which is what made all of this such a confusing experience.
I wanted to win this time to prove to myself that the previous outcome of the play-wrestling session was a mistake, a one-time thing.
We agreed to wrestle at his place this time, he lived alone in an old house at the far end of a dirt road, just outside the village.
He opened the door wearing loose-fitting summer pants, held up by a piece of rope, and a tight-fitting sleeveless black t-shirt.
“Come on in,” he said.
“Are you ready to lose to me once more?”
“I’ll beat you this time, you ‘ll soon discover.”
I answered and felt rather confident about it.
Then we went out into the small garden, he untied the rope and his pants dropped.
For a brief moment, my jaw did the same, he was going to wrestle me in a V-shaped, shiny black Speedo slip and the tight siirt escort black sleeveless t-shirt he had on.
The look of him in this outfit and the knowledge that he would try to pin me once more like the previous time already began to tear down my self-confidence and I could feel my heartbeat picking up speed.
While I took off my jeans shorts and shoes, I began talking to myself:
“Come on man, get yourself together! You are stronger and you’re going to show this cocky dude who’s the boss here! Take him down fast and make him submit!”
My outfit was a tight red boxer Speedo and no T-shirt.
We locked hands and the game was on! I wanted to use my strength to push him backward and onto his knees so I could get a headlock on him.
He was smart though because suddenly he stepped backward, I lost my balance and fell to the ground. I cursed when he quickly tried to pin me, but I managed to throw him off me and this time I had him on his back, pushing his wrists into the grass.
Quickly I placed my knees on his forearms, moving up on his chest in a high straddle, my bulge against his chin.
It felt really good to see him squirm underneath me, trying to avoid his face making contact with my red Speedo-clad package and I decided to verbally taunt him before making him submit to me.
“I’ve got you now mate, you can squirm whatever you like! I think I’ll make you kiss my bulge to show you who’s the boss here!”
You’re not so arrogant now, are y.., what ugh!?”
Before I could react he had thrown his legs upward and his feet hooked under my armpits, I was catapulted backward.
Landing heavily on my back- the wind knocked out of me- all I could do was roll over onto my stomach to avoid him pinning me.
Without hesitation, he took advantage of me being out silifke escort of breath and I felt him jumping onto my back, squeezing my left arm behind it, followed by the right one.
Immediately, the fact that I was immobilized with my arms held in place behind my back, had its effect on my brain and body, and to my fear, I felt my dick harden and my blood start to race faster through my veins.
Damn him! He had me under control again, and he knew it!
Suddenly I could feel him start to tie my hands together with the rope of his summer pants and I couldn’t resist or try to escape.
He then stood up and I remained on my stomach until he told me me to roll over on my back. I felt my face turn red because he would undoubtedly see my erection lined out in my Speedo’s. A faint smile on his face made it very clear that he had noticed.
He stood at my feet, legs slightly apart, hands low on his hips, and said:
“Get on your knees before me, you lost again.”
I couldn’t do anything else than obey him, which made me feel very aroused even if I didn’t want to. It took some struggling to get on my knees with my hands tied to my back, but I managed.
The shiny black slip barely containing his rather big bulge was now at eye level, about 15 cm in front of my face, and I stared at it in fear.
“I told you last time I would wear these underneath my clothes the whole week, and so I did,” he said. “I want you to sniff it all over. Then you’ll hold still at the spot that smells the hottest and keep your nose fixed there until I say so.”
“Go on!”
Unable to disobey him I crawled slightly forward, leaned in, and positioned my nose with light pressure against the shiny fabric, sniffing it inch by inch like he ordered.
Immediately it was clear that he hadn’t silivre escort lied, his Speedo was impregnated with his groin scent. I smelled a mixture of sweat, the scent of his penis, and very strong, here and there an old stain of dried-out urine. I couldn’t stop sniffing and doing this on my knees before him while he had tied my hands behind my back making the front of my own Speedo’s become soaked with precum.
I then pressed my nose against a spot just underneath the outline of his glans, a spot that strongly smelled like dick and an old urine stain, and kept on breathing him in there for over 3 minutes, until his next order -the one I feared most- came.
He still stood before me in a cocky stance, legs apart, hips forward with his hands on those hips.
“Now use your face to pull down my slip, My dick has to be free so you can suck it.”
I pressed my face into his belly and worked my nose in his slip until I was able to use my teeth to pull it slightly down, his erect penis sprung out, and without thinking I gave it a long sniff.
He took his dick in his left hand and slapped me hard in the face with it. And again.
And again. And again, until the stains must have been visible on my cheeks.
Here I was, on my knees, hands tied behind my back before a guy I didn’t even like very much, getting a hard slapping in the face from his erect dick.
But when he pushed his glans against my lips, I eagerly closed them around it and started sucking him off, knowing he was going to come in my mouth a second time, and again I was going to have to taste and smell his sperm.
When he grabbed my hair to guide my movements, I couldn’t hold it anymore, and moaning out loud I came in my Speedo’s.
Hearing me getting off also took him over the edge and he shot his salty and creamy load in my mouth, holding my head firmly in place so I had to take it all in.
That’s how it happened in our second confrontation. Confusing emotions made me lose twice to a dude who is physically weaker than me.
Will there be other encounters? I of course know what happened, maybe anyone else would also like to hear about it?
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