Jack Richter, Brisbane's Bareknuckle King

This second victory proved just as satisfying as the first. For the next two months I was treated like a regular High Roller. My suite, meals, and drinks were comped (although I tend to avoid **** as it tends to make me angrier and hornier) and I was even offered a stable of some of Vegas' famous escorts. This last offer was rejected. As much as I enjoy sex, if I want to stay sharp I need to earn every piece of ass I get. Besides, if I am given unlimited pussy there is no chance I would be training anything but my cock.

At the end of two months, I received the message I had been waiting for; an opponent was found. Across the ocean, in the island nation of Australia, a young pup had been tearing up the bareknuckle scene. I was given a photo of my opponent, and was given the resources to do my own research. Generally, research doesn't give me a throbbing erection, but one look at him and I knew I was lust struck.

His name was Jack Richter, a rookie in the arena, and he was a Golden Youth. Blonde hair almost to his shoulders, piercing gray-blue eyes, full lips, a slender frame, and an ass that looked as tasty as any meal I've ever eaten. If that hadn't been enough, I saw how he fought.

As a giant, I make deliberate movements at what for me is a high speed but for some opponents may seem slow. Jack Richter was the opposite. Utilizing his build, speed, and impressive footwork, he was able to beat opponents significantly larger or more experienced with expertly placed punches. And he did it all bareknuckled, just as a warrior should.

The walk into the arena was the usual hypnotic dance of silken touch, before I once again entered the cage. I was not so concerned with this though. I knew my prey was near, I could smell him. My pulse pounded as I paced behind the bars, until my eyes finally spotted him enter. He did not flinch from the crowd's touch, but cooly moved through their grasp with a small smile, his arms held out wide and a gentle sway in his hips. He knew what he was doing. He did his research too, and probably knew my lust could be my downfall. I need to snap out of it!