My lust is too strong

For the next minute I could not hear the announcer give her speech, our measurements, honorifics, etc.

All I could perceive was the sight of Jacks's shaved body in his tight boxing trunks as he entered the cage, the feeling of my erection straining against my own shorts, the sound of my heart pounding, and the smell. His smell.

Vaguely I hear a bell and the animal inside is unleashed. I dive across the cage, massive arms outstretched so I could initiate a rough grapple, but when I closed my hands around him, he was gone. Or rather, his top half was gone.

His feet were still planted, but he bent his spine at an insane angle as he avoided my grip. I felt one, two, three punches connect with both kidneys and my liver. Christ, this kid was scary fast and scary accurate. But I want him.

I kick his right calf, and it connects solidly with his flesh sending searing pain up his leg. He shoots backwards but is met by unyielding iron bars. Perfect for me!

I crouch low before shooting in and throwing an open palmed strike at his beautiful face, but my hand is met by iron. Once again he twisted at a mind bending angle, but I brought up a knee that connected with his chest, before slamming my forearm against his chest, which pinned him against the cage. He launched a **** knee to my groin but that is an old trick that is rather easy to block by shifting my massive legs. He looks up at my eyes, shocked, before I pulled back my hand just as in the fight against Taanvi so I could launch an explosive slap. But Jack was a lot less tired than Taanvi was.

Because I pulled my hand back slowly, Jack launch a punch to my mouth and my solar plexus, both hitting their mark. For a 185 lber he packed quite a punch. I was sent reeling back, and he did not sit on his heels.

He continued his onslaught until I was pushed to the center of the cage, then he backed off. Cunning, swift, powerful. The blows stung but they did nothing to diminish my arousal. He is MINE. MINE.

I push forward and grab, he dodged, and a blow strikes my cheek.

I push forward and punch, he ducks, and his knuckles dig into my side

I keep pushing and pushing, blinded by my lust for his magnificently sculpted body, his perfect skin, and his eyes that were absolutely BURNING with the desire to take me down. I MUST HAVE HIM!!!

I throw my whole body forward this time to tackle him to the ground. His fist connects thrice to my face but he doesn't have the weight to stop my charge. I am knocked nearly blind but my arms wrap around him and we tumble to the ground.

After shoving my massive hand in his face and scrambling on top, I attain the full mount.

What fun can be had?