Spilled Milk [Bi/pan males wrestling, cum play, edging, sub pov, public]

[Fa****]

“Spilled Milk”

Cast:
Dylan
age 20, 150 lbs, 5’9”, lean wrestler build. Long brown Hair, hazel eyes, bisexual.

Dom
Age 23, 260lbs, 6’6”, “Thicc'ems” sized Wrestler Build (hairy). Blond hair, cut short, brown eyes, “A hole is a hole, anything goes” [Dom doesn't like labels].

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"Come on Dylan," Dom purs in my ear, his breath hot and sticky like the musty air, "I thought you had more fight in you."

I grit my teeth and try again to throw Dom off me, my muscles burning from the effort, but the massive mound of muscle on top of me only budges a little. I can't shake him, it's taking all I have to not let him pin me, all I have mentally to not get distracted. But there are too many sensations, my poor brain can't keep up. The electric buzz of the fluorescent lights above, the hoots of our team mates egging us on, the smell of sweat and testosterone in the air. Then there is Dom--he's the most distracting of all. Twice my size, hairy, with a voice like rolling thunder. I feel like a werewolf's victim in his tree trunk arms as he attempts to pin me to the mat. His hard muscular body presses heavily into my lean smooth body, our blue singlets act as wrappers to two jock snacks.
On a normal day I could probably handle those things. Not today though. Not with Dom's fat dick at full mast crushing into my slightly thinner but longer one. Not with the fact that Dom isn't just my wrestling team captain but also my kink crazed boyfriend. An oversized mean boyfriend who edged me for hours last night, didn't let me cum before bed, woke me up in the morning with a blowjob and didn't finish me before we went to practice. My balls are full of lava, my dick pulses with my heart beat. I'm at my limit, and I think Dom knows it.

Dom bares down on me, but I thrust my hips into his, our dicks glancing off eachother like swords. A tremor runs up my spine, he moans a little, but we still struggle against each other. I begin panting, my heart racing, my brain trying it's hardest to separate sex and wrestling. It's too hard, especially with skin tight suits, we are basically naked and Dom's chest hair tickles me the same way.

I feel a burning tingle in my groin. I struggle to break the grapple, to get loose, to get a moment to calm down. I hear everyone around us, all their eyes are on us, I can't lose control here! Panicked I look into Dom's eyes as a warning. But all I see in those alpha eyes in lust and domination, and I just admitted defeat.

Dom slams his hips into mine, our dicks smoosh like a smores between us. My back crashes back down onto the mat. Dom's lips-- beside my ear-- growling "Mine!!"

The Dam breaks, the reins snap and my body pulses hard.

I tense up, trembling as an earthquake tears through my body. Dom unhelpfully hugs me closer to him. And then my dick erupts. Shot after shot pumps out of me. The lava like liquid burning as it gushes out between our bodies and seeping out across the mat. I can't help but cling to Dom as each eruption bursts out of me.

After 15 shots I collapse back onto the mat in a daze. Sweat and jizz coat me from head to toe. At some point my thrashing threw off Dom who lies next to me, abs drenched in my cum. He looks shocked. The whole gym is quiet, I barely find the strength to sit up and look down at myself.
To sum it up: it looks like someone spilt a gallon of grass smelling milk on top of me and Dom.

A whistle blows and Coach walks out onto the mat, careful not to step in my cum. He looks down at us and crosses his arms. The rest of the team snicker or just stare at me, I feel sticky.

"Dylan, I must say that was an impressive display. Holding your own against the team captain is definitely a feat and it is..." Coach looks down at the lake of cum around me "...abundantly clear you have a passion for the sport. I just ask you to try to keep better bottled up when in a real match."

"Yes, Coach" I flush.

"Dom!" Barks Coach

"Yes sir?" Dom booms back. I look over at him and see he's playing with my cum!! Subtitlely rubbing it between his fingers!

"Captain do you think you can wrestle your opponents without boarderline fucking their brains out?!" Coach shouts. "I couldn't tell if I was watching a wrestling match or a X rated wrestling porno--the one man cum compilation scene at the end did not help your case."

I blushed all the harder. Dom just smiles and nodds.

"Now you two clean this mess up, the rest of you hit the showers." Coach orders and the rest of the team heads to the locker room.

I turn to Dom, red faced and glare. (You'll pay for this…)

To be continued….
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Hope you enjoyed the story, tell me your thoughts, it helps me be inspired to write more. This series is separate from Boots but I did have a cross over story in mind.
There is also a werewolf story called Ichigo Fang if yall are interested let me know and I'll work on them.

[ja****]

I thought it was great! I’m looking forward to getting to read the next part of your story.

I’d love to get to read your werewolf story! Plz work on that one 😁

[Fa****]

I'll see what I can do!

[ja****]

Thanx.. looking forward to it!