short stories 3: power struggle by Cliff Morten (Part 2) soccer player love!
Here is the first part! 2 / wrestling
"Let's take off the belt too," suggests Gero and considers the half-naked with Björn feigned nonchalance. "It hurt slightly on the buckles."
Björn follows the call no matter listens with half an ear. Fight lust, but anxious precedent all obstacles. He wants the arrogant captain refer 'to his place, once and for all.
"wrestling" warns Gero again. "No Kick boxing, a knife stabbing. No rampage ... "he adds slightly alarmed, intimidated by Björn murderous look. He looks back, alone against a schoolyard bully,: kicking does not bite and '
His gaze admiringly glides over Bjorn toned torso. Not that he first sees her, but now, in tense expectation, with swelling chest muscles that lift to the rhythm of Björn's rapid, deep breaths and lower, with the distinctive six-pack under skin twitching, he is more beautiful than any sculpture that Gero has ever seen. Gero breaks away from the sight, tried the aesthetes in him locked away and bring out the warrior. What a nonsense, and it was even his idea! Back without a loss of honor no longer exists.
Gero takes off his belt, takes a deep breath and gives a silent signal to start. Already, Björn collapsed on him.
Schit thinks Gero, when the breath is forced out of his chest, the man beats are not the first time and knows enough dirty tricks. His grip is doing from the first second of pain, he bends Gero's arms in positions with which the joints do not agree, suggests the nails in Gero's skin, that escape him a bright Japsen of pain.
Björn's aggressive attack has surprised Gero, but it frees itself, defends itself, and both end in a clinch, to each constrictor would have envied her, panting intertwined, inseparable in knots.
Bjorn sweat mixes with Gero and stick their bodies together, Gero clings to Björn with the vise grip of a drowning man. They stumble in a zigzag pattern across the lawn like a drunken Siamese twins until they fall - and Gero white seconds before it happens, that Björn explode on him is too hard ... then flickers abstract painting before his eyes before a vibrant black blinds him.
Gero recalls successful as you breathe, but he finds himself in a situation that is during a wrestling competition to the less preferred positions. His arm is painful shot in the back, and Björn's hand choked his throat. He lies flat on his stomach, Björn him. Björn's hand slides over Gero pulls the neck to under his chin, he Gero's head back roughly the same time and expresses his arm higher in the back. Gero bends like an Olympic Turner.
Björn's lips gently touch his hair.
"Well ... Captain?" Sarcasm dripping from the words. "What do you think, what do I do with you?"
Björn's lips tickle Gero's earlobe.
Gero sighs and lets his shoulders drop, as if he wanted to surrender.
the enjoyment of the fruits of his victory to Bjorn feels safe and neglected his vigilance. Gero feels the second in which he relaxes his defense readiness and springs up, blow out Björn's grip.
"Why think about it," he gasps hoarsely. "This is a waste of time, because you lose ..." He is on Björn and wraps his arm firmly around his neck, took him in the clinch. He is a union that would stretch Björn infallible on the ground ... but throws a well-placed punch him orbiting back.
Gero curves and looks horrified eyes of Bjorn. The next blow against cracking his ribs, it crunches, and Gero staggers backwards until it gets stuck in the fence like a fly in a spider web.
This is unfair, this is against the agreement, but Bjorn does not make you feel as if you were negotiating at that moment with him on rule definitions. And suddenly flashed through a knowledge Gero and he finally understands the reason for Bjorn's excessive force against him. When Björn would be more than Gero, perhaps he could now act out his frustration ... and get rid of his anger and disappointment that it was taken the leading role in the team. And so it is Gero suddenly clear why Björn since so adamantly resisted all his flirting, although his weakness for each identifiable Gero, was the body language of blushing, trembling white to indicate stuttering and sweating. Of course, Björn against it, to feel attracted to Gero, if he considers Gero as a rival in his sporting career.
almost certainly a short burst of laughter wrung his heart, but it turns into a tortured groan at Bjorn's next blow: Gero is considered the ambition Ling, the Federal Foreign his private relations after hlt whether to use his career, while Bjorn is the man of feeling, meaning the more friends a success. But now it is Bjorn, who can not separate between work and private life. All this is more than obvious, but just in Björn he had not expected, and therefore he did not get it all the time.
Unfortunately, this enlightenment comes a little late and it becomes increasingly difficult to meditate in contemplation of complex psychological relationships, while hailing targeted strikes on him.
Bjorn is not stronger than him. And that's the problem, because when Björn not win with regular funds can no doubt he will use all means at his disposal, he proposes, as already affect.
Gero flies over his options.
He can not beat Bjorn by fair means, if Björn flouts the rules, but he is not willing to escalate the struggle to fight back as hard as Björn distributes to the risk out to hurt seriously Björn.
And Gero differs from a strike that is aimed at his chin.
Is he prepared to win Björn?
That would be a good idea. The immediate danger would be banned - again Ducks Gero away with one blow - would reassure himself and his friend, might be the internal stress release and content.
Gero's eyes meet Bjorn. He sees a green-eyed wolf teeth-baring compete for the first rank in the pack. An alpha male animal, which calls for a gesture of humility by his opponent ...
... by Gero.
let him win ...?
NO.
Never in my life.
Gero was never a violent man. But a primeval instinct lurking within him, coming to an outbreak. He can not - and he will not - allow Bjorn wins.
Again he dances to the side to collect no hits, but this tactic does not work long, its concentration can go after him and quickly running out of ideas to resolve the explosive situation sent .
Maybe ...
Gero fell to the ground. Björn's own momentum brings him down and he lands on Gero, grabs his wrists, it depresses. His face is just inches away from Gero, his eyes green and gold spray sparks in triumph. Never before Gero has seen the face of his friend so wild and agitated, his rough features of hate, power and euphoria of the victory rush, and God, he is nice ...
"Give yourself up, Ge ... mmmpf ... "
Gero's tongue in his mouth ruined his victory speech. Gero's head from fast, he chases his tongue between his lips and sucks Bjorn tightly, licking sucking, ... ahhh, Björn tastes bitter and salty from the fight, you could be poisoned with an overdose of testosterone through this kiss , and almost forgets Gero his plan because he finally kisses ... he kisses Björn Björn Björn ... ... ... Björn
Just in time stormed his mind Back to return , ck on the stage, he thinks like the kiss of Judas betrayal and feels for one of the belt - for he has ensured that his fall was the right direction and let him pay not only the heap of clothes ...
Björn can break any records with his reaction time, but now he moves back, shocked, as if stung by a tarantula, and Gero uses the moment of surprise attack, throwing him from himself, to the side, and catapulted over him.
late as he tears slip forward Bjorn Arms up, the belt wraps around her, pulls, and never was the little knot so useful, the solid leather band captivates Bjorn hands effectively.
Bjorn rages and bucks, but with wrists tied together, it is not really a fight anymore. It's just a matter of time before it succeeds Gero, fishing and the second belt - and okay, that a thin tree stands in range is pure luck, but luck, one must also have - Gero raises one end of the belt around the tree and secured his hands tied Bjorn daran.
Björn tritt um sich, bäumt sich auf, aber sobald sich Gero erst einmal aus dem Radius seiner wütend strampelnden Beine zurückgezogen hat, sieht er entspannt zu, wie Björn gegen die Fesseln kämpft… sich windet und krümmt bis zur Erschöpfung…bis das schmale Lederband in seine Handgelenke schneidet, bis die Adern auf seinem beeindruckend aufgepumpten Bizeps zum Platzen angeschwollen sind und sein Haar in Strähnen in seinem nassen Gesicht klebt.
Ermattet sinkt Björn zusammen, hilflos keuchend.
"Do that again," Gero purring with satisfaction, and outweighs his head approvingly. "It's fun to watch."
"Set me free! You bastard! You ass! This is unfair! This is liberty! "
" I would classify it as self-defense, "Gero strokes by hand reproachfully over his bruised and sensitive touches his aching ribs, where Bjorn Faust like a comet has struck.
"Fuck! Set me free! "
" The first I would consider ... "muses Gero, triggering a renewed struggle by Björn desert until he Gero ku ; sees St. amused expression and forces them to keep quiet. He is damned if he gives this scumbag even a show to give to it and hurry to make hot.
His eyes are still hunted like a wild animal in the trap, but he tries clearly, to rein in his temper. Gero looks with fascination as Bjorn seem to change their eye color in the rapid change of emotions, that conflict is reflected in his face: raging anger is to the shame of the defeat suffered, desperate panic to resignation, defiance to humiliation.
"Please Gero. Set me free. "He pleads with her soft, broken voice.
Gero looks with predatory look at his prey.
3 / Make Love Not War trembles
Björn's body with suppressed energy and seething anger as the rattling lid of a pot before boiling water spurt out in jets .
He closes his eyes and Gero bets, he focuses on meditative techniques such as in front of the penalty kick in the jump after extra time to calm down and slow his pulse rate. Gero has never seen in his entire life, something that would be comparable with the strong, proud man fetters. A Held captive. The pathetic suffering of a noble chief at the stake.
He approaches cautiously and pay attention to signs of danger. Björn tenses up even more, in preparation for a final attack.
"If me and you pay for it," warns Gero, quiet and cold. "I think I need to explain not tell you that you are to me now shipping. A stupid move and I whip up. "
Björn growls that clings to one last piece of wreckage of the rebellion, but it is an empty threat, they both know.
Gero crouches between his legs, as with the partner exercises, now confident that Bjorn will try anything. He leans over him. It costs Bjorn total Spirit to keep in check. He desperately tries to evade Gero's searing views.
Gero gently caress about Bjorn's cheek.
"Bjorn. You know, I know. "
Björn hard look at when he had no idea what the hell says Gero. But Gero know that Björn know that he does not can be deceiving. . God, Björn, you were so hard that I would have still felt by a suit of armor "He bent a little lower and continues to warm, seductive whisper: "And so it was with me. You know it. Is not it silly to deny that for each other? "
Björn does not answer. In fact, he shows no reaction. Even to escape his situation and his desire he has obviously forgotten. He is completely calm and quiet.
"I'm not a beginner, Björn," Gero strokes him easy to torture the meaning of another man. "I've seen the glow in your eyes when you look at me and think, nobody else gets to it. I know that look, Björn. I have been with enough men together, to know what it means. "
He bends down to kiss him, but Björn flinches and turns away his head. Gero takes his face in his hands and forces him with gentle force, to look him in the eye.
"Look at me and tell me that it is not true. But I hope I need not remind you that you never lie. "
Björn lets out a desperate sigh. Gero did not know that a can so small a volume containing so great a confession - and he smiles at Björn down with delight.
Gero slowly begins to kiss him back, affectionate and playful he Björn's mouth explored. Björn kisses back, but does little resistance. Only when Gero is a path of Bjorn's neck down, kisses the curved line of his collar bones follows up to his shoulders and leaves behind a trail of wet kiss-steps and little sparkling in places where it Björns sucked blood to the surface ...
... interrupts him with Bjorn choked voice:
"Stop ... please." looks
Gero his friend's face, touched with pity at the sight of the battlefield of conflicting emotions.
It is more than indecision. Bjorn is really torn internally divisive.
minutes ago filled him mad rage, but she was born in part of repressed desire, and then jump back and forth and transform the emotions like a disoriented magician the can not decide to appear in what shape it.
He does not listen to all pet to Björn, massaging his flanks with safe, skilled hands and already know that Bjorn's body happily goes into the game, whether it Bjö ; rn now like it or not.
"Gero ... maybe it is normal for you to feel that way, but for me ..."
"Really," Gero asked softly, amazed at the sheer helplessness in Björn's eye, "not even once?" His voice is full of affection and admiration and respect, and maybe it's the fact that Gero makes no fuss from his inexperience, which Bjö ; rn finally convinced to let him continue his kiss-and research mission.
Gero becomes familiar with the locations of Björn's skin that he had missed on his first descent, with tender care, he neglects an inch, and Björn trembles and groans melt under the intensity of caresses, anger and anger to lust like a glacier in a roaring waterfall.
Björn sighs softly as Gero opens his jeans and freed a painfully hard cock. Your cock will not lie for sure, thinks Gero and devours with soft eyes, the length and width of Björn's erection. Gero and descends, licking and sucking, and all costs of Björn's male and tangy flavors.
Björn panting in desperate demand. "Please, Gero ... Set me free, "he pleads, as if for the first time in his situation recalls. "I want to touch you," Gero's mouth moved slowly up and celebrating a short reunion with Björn's navel and nipples.
stretched when he is reduced to Björn, her passion-fevered eyes together.
"Only if you want it absolutely, Björn," whispers Gero, full of hunger and desire. "But, please, Björn ... let me have you so ..."
pulsating desire his breath away, the desire is glowing in his eyes black ocean, as the image of Bjorn, naked and chained, for ever burns in his memory.
His voice is smoky. "Oh God, Björn, it turns me on, so ... see you naked and handcuffed on the floor in front of me ..."
Björn lower lashes. Purple flames heat on his cheeks, but it's not shame and anger. His embarrassment is revealed in the virgin Blush, in the manner in which he reflected their eyes to Gero, and the contrast between the shy gestures of innocence and the harsh beauty of his male face is exciting.
Gero's powerful desire it inspires fear. Part of Björn will reject his request, the refusal is on the tongue, nestled in a locked treasure chest, but the words do not dare to escape his lips in Gero hypnotic gaze.
Björn opens his mouth, closes tried it again ... again ... it takes a few attempts, but after several failed attempts to contradict the internal struggle is over.
Björn replied Gero's demanding gaze with a mixture of fear and trust.
interesting Gero think in the span of a moment, back to you as practical things suddenly without regard to romantic moments.
"Wait a minute, dear," whispers Gero and disappears into the house to rummage through drawers Looking for the big bottle of lubricant.
Very funny, thinks Bjorn with dry irony, as if he had any other choice ...
Without Gero's hot on his skin without Gero's intimate caresses, the obscure its meaning, pushing Bjorn fears and doubts out again. What his body now wants ... he does not understand completely. He sought Gero. For a long time, it seems, but ... panic rising in his eyes, as Gero returns, he sees what has happened.
He is happy that he was in shackles Björn otherwise the man would have escaped him.
he can not for one minute the boy alone?
"Tie me go," begins Bjorn, and he can not ask something else? "I'm not ready for it ... I can not ... I can not ..."
Schit, Gero aligned in the Pacific, and now he is gone far, just about everything collapse in front of his eyes and look again at Start to start as a cursed man-worse-you-not-play.
"Bjorn," Gero covered him again with his body and runs after the scattered remains of his patience, which are located somewhere on the run from the libido, the regiment adopted since this has, in the coup against Parliament of rational thought. "You thought about it ... you already know you want to try it ... why not now?"
He takes his caresses on again, first gently persuasive, then tenderly demanding, and he prays, he will get it right and do not spoil everything, he prayed imploringly, he will give Björn what he does not, at the wrong speed, too fast or too slow, not in the wrong tone to slow or overbearing ... - he has never wanted it like this rough golden-haired man lying stretched out before him like a banquet, and he must establish that Björn it just wants it so badly, otherwise everything was in vain and he will be a rivets complete feel for the rest of his life. What good is it to have turned every scoring opportunity, when you fail in the decisive second of his life?
Gero's hands are everywhere and he whispers soothing words in Björn's ear: "I do it carefully, Björn did ... not scared ... I want you, Bjorn, please ... "
paradox that it is Gero, who begs and begs the man begging on a shackled, but that's his shit, as long as it works.
After a while he feels like Björn relax.
meet your eyes Gero himself is back and easier to imagine because he doubts that he possessed the discipline, Björn now have even more free, even if he would insist on ... and on the scenario, he may prefer not not think. He wants to hear Björn's confession. "Say it."
And Bjorn does it, shaking with desire. "I want you, Gero," he gasps, the lids of her green eyes hard. The floodgates are open and no one stops the flood.
"Get on hands and knees," Gero orders.
Björn maneuvered into the desired position and both are happy that the chains have enough room for it. Björn's muscular ass cheeks are a temptation that can not resist Gero, he caresses the soft skin and checked with a very damp fingers the small hole.
A thin cry of Björn, the muscles contract so.
God, Bjorn is so tight prepare it means work. Gero used his arm to wipe the sweat on his forehead.
Okay, he has often done, he knows what he does, that should not be an insurmountable obstacle for all the trials and setbacks, which he in the last half hour ü berwunden has, and as Bjorn has announced that he is still a virgin, what he expected this? If only he would not be as nervous as a candidate for examination who has forgotten everything he ever learned.
Gero is going slowly, opens Björn for new sensations, strokes and soothes him with whispered words that inspire and ignite. He expands expertly, carefully - only one finger, then two. With each gasp of the man beneath him, he pauses, Björn allowed to adjust. He murmurs softly encouragement. "Relax, Bjorn ... I feel in you ... so ... yes ..."
Bjorn has obviously other ideas. He turns his head over his shoulder and growled: "I am not a horse who is not afraid or passes, Man! Containing just shut up and do it! "If Bjorn had a horse, it would be hell of a lot easier to ride him, Gero thinks to himself, then turns his brain off at the idea, Björn to give what he wants.
"Do you really, Björn"
"Yeah, man ... just do it ..."
There is no way in Björn penetrate without hurting him, at least initially, despite the Preparation and the generous amount of lubricant, which he has used einzuschmieren around and Bjorn to wet entrance. He pushes too hard to impose it and to penetrate a few centimeters. The sensation of the hot corner overpowered him, and though he does not want to hurt Björn, he can not help with a deep, shuddering breath to moan with pleasure, even as he Björn under to wince in pain, feels soft whimpering.
grab his hands Bjorn hip fixed and he waits Björn allowed to get used to the Ausgefülltsein.
Björn moans, contracted the circular muscle, is uncertain about the invasion. It relaxes and breathes, while Gero it further breaks. Slowly and steadily, as much for his own benefit as for Bjorn, he begins a continuous rhythm with powerful but not brutal shock. His hand caresses Bjorn's cock until Björn beneath him shook and trembled.
He feels the moment of Björn's submission. A sudden flexibility and malleability of his body as if Bjorn would involve muscles and fibers, every fiber of his being with Gero's nervous system, and no longer Björn obeyed, but Gero. He feels total control of Björn and a rush of power flooded his veins like, more exciting than any drug that it cost.
Yes, he will have Björn, in every conceivable way ... heart, mind, soul, just as he now has his body. He will have, for is entitled to take him ...
He looks back down at Bjorn, who is kneeling beneath him, bound him, begging him flickers with sighs and whispers brittle, and pleasure in flames.
But there is no thought of abusing his power. He wants to meet Bjorn, hold him, love him ... he will give him everything, so that Bjorn wants it, wants it again, and oh God, again ...
He meets Bjorn sensitive points relentless pursuit of goals, inspired by Björn throaty groan. He also rubs Björn's link with the right pressure, it can wait, hunger, thirst, until every single cell in Björn's body cries after orgasm and he begs her not only with passion tattered words, but with his whole body that submits to Gero and offers, feverish Not Only then shows mercy Gero brings him with a firm, powerful grinding to an end, and Bjorn is gone, screams and shoots hard in Gero's Hand and in the grass beneath him, whispers Gero's name are cast again and again until the last splashes and drops.
And suddenly it's so easy for him to bend even more, spread his legs wider, deeper hitting on him.
"down."
Gero's hard hand pushes his face into the grass and retains it.
Gero has the perfect angle for him to fuck into the ground and there is nothing that Björn can do about it.
only one wish, one thought remains, and he fucks Björn, fuck him, fuck him in his tight firm Ass fucks his hot twitching hole takes ... it takes him, takes him ...
be the great power of the orgasm him cry, shake him when he hard and deep in Bjö ; cum rns body and he collapsed on Bjorn, pushes him to the ground with his weight.
Drained and exhausted, he rises slowly from Bjorn's back.
"Stay," whispers Bjorn.
Gero reluctant to disbelieve.
"I want to feel up on me," says Björn simple as Gero him again covered with his body, he groans like a happy child who is being rocked to sleep .
*
The game runs so far and makes Björn well, the coach admits quietly one. Facilitating differs anxious tension, as he is watching with bated breath as Björn tricking on the left side a player after the other, while Gero moves along and use the gap in the opponent's cover ...
Björn dances with acrobatic ease by the attackers. It dead silence prevails in the stadium, all rigid with respect to Bjorn. He sends the ball ... the edge is in abgezirkeltem arc ... The coach is the lower jaw. Is this the same Björn, the yesterday was not a pass because he did not would or could? - The ball and Gero meet at the ideal point and he keeps your foot down ... goal!
you fly towards each other, with one set of dives on Gero Björn and roll them wrapped in the grass, lie on it remains to Gero and bent down to kiss as ...
What the hell ...?
The coach pulls his eyebrows, he looks even Bjorn's bright look with which he looks up to Gero before other teammates throw himself full length on the couple and one of those expressions of joy begins Massenkopulationen resembling that provide for football fans puritanical indignation.
The coach shakes his head. Footballers. You never know what is happening in their knotty heads. He would not Björn held for a "Diva", but ... football star, just.
Moody as hell. .
