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SCALLYFIGHT I've always liked the scally type, you know good looking, arrogant, trouble causer. I do a lot of driving for my job, I pass one quite frequently, I assume he spends all day walking around town. He's in his mid 20s, clean shaven, about 5ft 11, shaved head, gold hoop earring in his left ear and has a muscular build so I guess he works out a bit. He usually goes round in blue Umbro trackies, white Nike trainers and white t-shirt topped with a blue Umbro cap. I've seen him round town on a regular basis, on his own, with mates, with girls. One morning I saw him walking down the same street I was driving, so I stopped the van and wound down the window. I asked him directions to Rogier Street. First he ignored me like I wasn't there, I shouted abuse at him – that seemed to get his attention. I asked him the directions again, he told me and started walking. I mentioned it to one of my mates in the club that night. He told me that the girls are queuing up for the 9" between his legs. I never saw him for the rest of the week. The following Monday I dropped off a parcel as normal, on the way back to the van I noticed a group of lads that were hanging round my van, mainly ruff trade by the look of it with a couple of scallies watching from a distance, as I walked closer to the van I realised they weren't just studying the graphics on the side of my van. Suddenly a lad came from the back of me and got me in a full nelson, his mate planted his fist hard into my gut and said, "Don't fuck Lee off again, faggot". They turned and walked picking up a milk bottle from the doorstep of a neighbour and smashing it in the road as they disappeared round the corner, the two scallies watching what happened laughed and ran up to join their mates. It took me a couple of hours to accept what happened. It didn't take long to work out why. I now know the fuckers name. The next couple of days I kept an eye out from him. As I pulled up to drop off a package I saw him trapping a girl up against the wall not far from where I pulled up, his groin grinding against his latest trophy girl as he kissed her. As I got out my van I shouted over to him, "Oi Lee! Spineless shit". He turned his head and clocked me. I went in and delivered the parcel, did the paperwork and walked back to my van. On the way back to the van I looked over and noticed he was on his own – the girl had gone. He was lent against the wall watching me walk to the van groping his packet through his tracksuit bottoms. As I got closer he pulled himself off the wall and walked over towards the van. We met at the van, all he said to me was, "Tonight, 7 o'clock, unit 14 on the trading estate" and walked off. I knew there was either gonna be trouble of fun happening later. My shift finished at 5. I drove home and sat on the sofa and had a bath deciding if I should take him up on his offer or not. Thoughts were running though my head as to what was going to happen, Would he be on his own? Is he gonna try and pull a knife on me? Is he even gonna turn up? After about an hour I thought fuck it, you only live once! I decided I'm gonna find out if he's talk or action. I slipped on a pair of black "Refined" boxers, my bleachers, Fred Perry shirt and my DMs. I left the house at 6:30 and drove to the trading estate. I drove in the entrance of unit 14, got out my van and walked around. The unit was empty and looked like it hadn't been used in years, the atmosphere was warm and damp. I looked round to see if Lee had arrived – nothing! I walked down the bottom half of the unit and saw an old wrestling ring setup. I walked over to it, It looked like it had seen a few matches, there was blood, sweat and spunk stains on the canvas from previous matches. I waited in the blue corner of the ring looking across to the red corner somehow knowing what's gonna happen. A couple of minutes later I see someone walking towards me. As he gets closer I see its Lee. He paces round the outside of the ring looking at me as he does, out of the corner of my eye, I see him groping his packet. I ignore him and continue looking at the red corner. After a complete circle of the ring, he pulls himself through the ropes and leans back in the red corner. For a minute or so we both stare at each other, sizing each other up in an intimidating way. I seize the chance to make my intentions for the evening known. I pull my Fred Perry over my head and start undoing my bleachers. He follows by kicking his trainers off and out the ring then slides his cap off his head and puts it on the post of the ring. He soon strips his trackies off revealing a well filled black pair of heavily spunk stained CK briefs. Finally he slides his white t-shirt off to reveal a smooth well toned torso with another gold hoop earring in his left nipple. We are both stripped and ready for the ring bell to strike. For a few minutes he leans in the corner of the ring, each arm reaching across the top rope. His cockiness and attitude burn from his eyes and he rearranges his packet in his briefs then stands with his hands round his 26 inch waste. He paces round the ring for a bit trying to intimidate me stomping the canvas causing the ring to rattle. He then starts flexing his well defined torso. The bell rings. We both come into the center of the ring circling each other about a foot apart, sizing each other up. Lee breathes heavily down his nose like a bull does before it charges. I saw the arrogance and ego of the fucker close-up. My knob starts hardening. I get a reverse headlock on him and drag him to the canvas. I look down his body I see his muscles in his back flex along with his bubble butt. I squeeze the headlock harder. He starts to cough and splutter. I kick the fuck out of his butt with the heel of me foot – he doesn't acknowledge. With my other hand I reach down his back and slide it under his briefs, run my hand over his smooth butt and get to his jewels and twist. He obviously acknowledges I'm there. His body flexes and twitched like fuck. I yank his head back to see his face screwed up with pain, I release the headlock a bit but still keep a firm hold on his packet, he starts panting and whimpering with every tug and twist. Lee takes advantage of the freedom from the headlock and slaps and grabs onto my rock hard packet. It's stalemate! Both of our egos not letting the other win by releasing their hold. I started head butting Lee's lower back as hard as I could hoping to break the fucker's spine, but nothing. I ground, punched, twisted and yanked Lee's jewels without letting go of my vice like grip on him. Finally after the hardest twist and tug ever he howls with pain and releases his grip on me. He rolls over on his back panting heavily in time with me rolling and squeezing his bollocks through my hand. I seize the opportunity and struggle to my feet, Lee stays laying on the floor paralysed with me still controlling him. I start dragging him round the ring, his back arches, all he can do is try and walk like a crab howling with pain with every step he has to take. The ring bell rang. I released my grip leaving him in the middle of the ring almost KO'd with pain. Eventually he returns to his corner of the ring on hands and knees, picks himself up and leans into the turnbuckle pulling the band of his briefs out inspecting the damage I have done. "Seconds out, round 2". The ring bell strikes, both of us stroll into the middle of the ring, though I now have the upper hand. We both look deep in each other's eyes for signs of weakening. I lunge forward and encircle his head under my left arm. Pull him up and slam his body to the canvas. The ring rattles and shakes. I slam myself onto the length of his body and nearly wind the fucker. Whilst he's on the canvas face down I wrap my arms under his shoulders and lock my hands together behind his head in a full nelson. My now throbbing cock rubs against his butt. I start rubbing my groin hard against his hard butt, his body starts writhing either in enjoyment or in an effort for me to stop. I change the full nelson to a sleeper. His writhing body slows right down. I keep the sleeper on hard until he's at the point of going out cold. This gives me the opportunity to slide his CK briefs down his smooth muscular legs and force myself into his hairless ass. I start humping the lad like he's never been fucked before. I say under my breath "Oh yeah, hard fucker. Thought you were hard? I'm fucking your ass!". Lee makes no effort for me to stop. I reach under him for his packet and feel first hand that the rumors are true. He's a good 9 inches and fat! I reach for his bollocks, small and smooth. I pull them – Lee's loving it – torture from both front and back! The more I pull on them and the harder I fuck him the more he groans in delight. I pull my arm back and punch the fuck out of lower back in an effort to break the fucker. I feel for the mushroom on the end of his fuck tool. Its fully inflated and saturated with pre-cum. I can't hold back any longer! I dump buckets deep up his arse – I'm in ecstasy! Thinking that was it, I withdraw my cock from his dripping arse. I stay beside him on my hands and knees. Next thing I know, he jumps me! He stands up above me, I look up at his arsehole clenching open and close trying to keep my deposit in him. With his cock slightly bending to the left and his bollocks tight up to the base of his shaft, he kicks his CKs out the way across the ring, He picks me up and slams me hard on my back in the middle of the ring. I struggle to get my breath back. He stands above me legs astride my body and drops himself onto me knocking out whatever breath I had. He reaches back and grabs my boxers and pulls them off me. Now I am powerless to defend myself and have no choice other than to do as he wants. Lee says "You're not gonna be any different. I fuck anything I want, and do!" He gets up, drops himself at my feet, grabs my legs and pulls me towards him. I whisper with my last breath "Fuck you!" I feel my legs being forced into the air and put on each of his muscular shoulders. I look at his tool that's dripping with precum as he forces himself deep and hard inside me without warning. It felt like hell feeling every last bit of his 9 inches slide up me. I was in agony, screaming with pain! He reached over to his CK briefs and stuffed them in my mouth saying "Shut the fuck up!" He started pumping my arse slowly at first, syncing his breath with his thrusts. Soon he sped up, fucking me harder and faster. I was crying with pain, my arse was splitting wide. The harder he fucked the more it hurt - I thought I was gonna die. With every thrust I tried screaming out. Lee seemed to feed off this. The more I cried out, the harder and faster he fucked me. After what seemed a lifetime of getting my arse raped, I felt Lee slow down a bit. He nearly stopped. His body tensed. He started twitching all over. I felt my arse tighten more as his knob started to swell. His panting faded and he started to groan. "FUCK!" he shouted! I felt my arse burn as he injected gallons of hot cum deep inside. More and more of his cum was being pumped deep in me. My arse was full. He then withdrew his tool and stood over me inspecting it. He found a couple of bruises along the shaft head which he got from the match. He looked down at me and said "Fucking Cunt!" as he nursed them. He grabbed my boxers off the canvas of the ring and wiped the drips of cum leaking from his arse before throwing them at my face. He walked over to his corner of the ring, slid into his trackies, t-shirt and put his Reeboks on. He then picked up his pair of CK briefs and put them in his pocket, grabbed his cap as he slid through the ropes of the ring and walked towards the entrance of the warehouse shouting "I'm gonna screw my bitch now!".
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