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Mercy at the Coliseum

Date: 3/22/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Mature, Author: Riverweasel, Rating: , Source: xHamster

melting butter as it trickled down my ass and over my balls. Knowing that I had a lot riding on this didn’t change the fact that I was turned on by the notion that I’d either be filling a panther’s tail or his spire would plunge into me. A young man could at least hope that this wouldn’t be the only time he got to feel such an intimate sensation. “Okay, you’re on your own now. Wait until they call your name, then walk out the open gates. Take five to seven steps past the opening and then stand there to let the crowd look you over. They’ll introduce Lord Rasputin next and then call the two of you forward where the announcer will describe the terms of your engagement. Once that’s done, they’ll separate you and then you’ll begin the fight. He’ll be as naked as you are right now. To be fair, there’s no shame in losing this, so long as you don’t just give in. The crowd isn’t going to be looking for v******e once they know what’s going on. Likely, they’ll want to see a hot breeding session they themselves can get off to in the stands.” “Okay, so just don’t be easy.” “No. Go out there and win if you can. You’ll walk out of the arena a free man if you do. If he wins, he gets to decide what happens to you next. If I was you, I’d much rather have my freedom back.” He left and I heard the door lock behind me. Looking past the gates, I looked into the wide expanse of the arena, taking in how immense of a building it was. I had been here a couple times before, once with my parents, the ... other by myself, but it was a much different feeling knowing that I would be on display, especially without a single piece of clothing. My ears flickered as I heard the announcer pipe up as several well-muscled workers carried the deceased bull and his hand out of the main stage. “What a superb performance by Silas! That was a fight one should be very proud of. A great beginning to a fantastic morning we have in store for you. Coming up next will be a slave fight, but the terms of engagement are quite different than what is to be expected. There will be no weapons used outside of whatever physical strength the combatants possess. Additionally, both contestants will be leaving on their own will afterwards, as this is not a fight to the death, but rather a more primal, and dare I say, raunchy debacle. However, before you all start pulling down your trousers, let us first introduce the slave fighting for his freedom. Do you want to see him?” The crowd erupted and I found myself on shaky legs, my stomach churning as I realized I was about to walk in front of tens of thousands of bl**dthirsty and excited furs without so much as a loincloth on. Not to mention the fact that I’d be one half of the reason hundreds of them jacked their sticks off. “Then help me welcome Draskit Rimon, convicted of three counts of murder, sentenced to fight his opponent for dominance. His reward if victorious will be freedom, but permanent banishment from the city. If he fails, however, he will become ...