Ready To Rumble

Ready to rumble

You’re personal trainer watches as you try to perform the most basic of exercises.

Fuck, it, I think I’ll just break the little shit in half….

Why YES please tell me more about being a monk…!

Gabe Moen

Brad always wrestled on the first date. If they couldn’t survive a little squeeze, how would they survive sex?

He wants to wrap you in his arms, to squeeze the breath from your body. He easily lifts you into his arms. Your head rests on his boulder like shoulder as he slowly squeezes. Helistens as the breath is slowly squeezed from your chest. His excitement increases as you struggle. You feel his erection press between you as he slowly increases the pressure. Your own erection trapped between his rock hard abs and your struggling body. He flexes his abs as he slowly lifts you higher, dragging your erection across his 8 pack abs. For a moment he lets you breath as he rubs your body against his, before tightening the steel vice of his muscles around your weak body once again. He whispers in your ear…“should I break you?” You gasp in ecstasy and pain as the pressure increases. He leans forward, threatening to snap your spine with his power. You erupt in pleasure as his muscles spasm with his own explosion of pleasure. You cry out as you feel his unbridled power, crushing you. He opens his arms and you collapse to the floor. With a roar he flexes over your limp form. He slowly lifts you to your feet and roughly kisses you back to consciousness. “Fuck I love crushing you so much, I don’t know how I keep myself from breaking you… lets do it again