Confident

You shake off your pre-match jitters as you eyeball your opponent. You are not thrilled at facing another male, but you feel confident that if you beat him it will get you some action from one of the league’s women. The thought of this, mixed with having gone almost a week without being able to get some release, has your small penis stiff and yearning.

You face off against the tiny Filipino and feel a boost to your confidence as you stare him down. Arno seems a little hesitant and ****, nervous about the match.

The fight begins and you lock up in a collar and elbow. You throw all your strength into the grapple, fighting for dominance. To your surprise, Arno is able to match, perhaps even overpower, your strength. While you gained your muscles in the gym, Arno’s physique has been earned through years of toil and hard work at home in the Philippines.

As you both struggle, your sweaty bodies press hard into each other. To your embarrassment, your slim erection begins rubbing against Arno’s crotch. While you are absolutely heterosexual, your sexual deprivation and the erotic friction of rubbing against Arno’s (surprisingly) rock hard cock has you dribbling copious precum into your thong.

Arno seems oblivious to the homoerotic contact, entirely focused on defeating you in the lock up. You lose focus as a mostly unwilling orgasm quickly builds in your tender loins.

Arno notices your distraction and makes his move. You cry out as he suddenly slips his hand down your back and pulls up hard on the back of your thong, laughing as he humiliates you. The demeaning maneuver gives him an opening and he thrusts his knee up hard between your legs. The timing of the ballbust aligns with your pitiful ejaculation, completely obliterating your pleasure with cruel agony as your testicles are smashed.

Arno gives you a second knee to the nuts to unman you, laughing and taunting, “Take that, maricon!” Your brief, quick orgasm goes completely unnoticed, leaving a sticky mess in your sissy panties.