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Transform or Dare?

Rasslin

added 4 years ago BM Wrestling Cock

"Blame and Blake, you are now wearing the outfits that I am thinking of."

Kyle was thinking about East Hampton High wrestling singlets that were two sizes too tight.

Instantly, the scarlet colored uniforms covered the two young men but they continued to jerk their dicks over the spandex according to Kyle's previous command.

Kyle said, "Since neither of you inherited the impressive dick of your dad, I think you guys should take the chance to wager some length between you. You both have about eight inches now but if one of you pins the other for ten seconds, he will steal all but one inch of the other's. If you don't like the results, we can schedule a rematch some time."

"Alright, get ready to rassle for your rods."

The two guys stood up and took up wrestling stances.

The game was rigged. Blane had been on the wrestling team for his entire high school career. Blake played baseball and had no experience grappling.

Kyle was surprised when the two bodies locked they seemed pretty evenly matched. But when Blane moved in for a single leg takedown, Blake cheated and grabbed his balls. Squeezing hard, Blake pushed him back and got him off balance. He went in for the pin and after a short amount of time Blane tapped out.

When Blake stood up, he now had an erection that measured a solid fifteen inches. On the ground Blane laid there cupping his injured balls and hiding the sagging and stretched out empty fabric where his hard dick had been merely moments ago.

Blake grabbed the straps of the garment and giving a victory howl, he ripped it in half releasing his throbbing monster cock.

He stepped out of the destroyed garment and giving a howl of victory, he jerked himself to completion right there. Growling as he cane more than he had ever done before.

Kyle said, "That's a big ol dick you have. You must have a hard time keeping it clean. Especially with the way it is always dripping pre-cum."

Blake could smell the acrid and vinegary scent of unwashed crotch wafting up to him. He sat down on the couch, his dick dribbling a stream of liquid on the leather couch's glossy surface.


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