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Wednesday, January 24, 2018

[SS-402] Fight Seeker


[FIGHT SEEKER]

Levin was waiting inside an abandoned building that evening. He needed money so he was waiting for a fight. He was told that the high stakes duels with large bets happened in that ruins.

He was told that all he needed to do was wait until other fighters were available.

He patiently waited until dawn. Nobody came. Maybe the underground fights that were said to transpire there were a part of an urban legend.

He decided to retire. He would face the people he was indebted to. He was sure to endure jail time.

As he walked out, he saw a shirtless, fit man walking towards him in the debilitated corridor. 


"Are you a fighter?" asked the man with a serious tone.

Levin nodded, "yes. Is the fight still on?"

"Yes. Contender. The champion is waiting for you... follow me."

He followed as the man walked further into the building. Then they entered what seemed to be an old mini theater. It was a big empty space inside. It was dimly lit. There were CCTV cameras mounted around.

There was a muscular male figure standing on a corner. He was only wearing whote briefs and a black cap that covered his eyes.


Levin knew that this was the champion.

"I need money, let's fight!" Levin challenged.

Without warning, the champion advanced to him. He was too quick. He successfully gave the contender a blow on the stomach.

Levin coughed out blood. The champion was indeed powerful. He started throwing kicks and punches but the man evaded them all. 

The champion kept hitting him until he was down. The fight did not last for more than five minutes.

The first man came to his aching body lying on the clod ground. "He is still our champion!"

The champion laid on top of him and removed his shorts. The briefs was also removed. "I am not done yet."

"Gahd! What are you doing?! Please noooo!" Levin shrieked as he felt a hard cock enter his ass.

But he was to weak to resist now. His fucker took advantage of his pained body.

The other man also advanced to him. The man was also naked. The man fucked Levin's mouth while saying, "if you perform well as we rape you, are donors will give you more money."

Levin surrendered to his fate.

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